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TERRITORY OF ANGELS

(BOOK ONE)

TITLE: Territory of Angels

SERIES: A:R Heaven #1

AUTHOR: Tricia Owens

COVER ARTIST: Lou Harper

LENGTH: 84000 words.

RELEASE DATE: March 03, 2016

BLURB: Can Angels fall in love with a former shoe salesman?

Ryan thought becoming an Angel would be easy. Well, besides the whole dying part. But it's difficult when he's hounded by bouts of insecurity and a secret, unrequited love. The only good thing to happen to him is his friendship with the lovable Angel Finnian. But Finnian is lover to the Commander of Heaven's Army: Anifiel, the most magnificent Angel in Heaven. Anifiel doesn't approve of his lover befriending a measly human, unfortunately, and when Finnian's curiosity about Earth compels him to leave Heaven and investigate, Anifiel blames Ryan's bad influence. Ryan doesn't know how to appease the fearsome if hunky Angel. Everything that Ryan does is wrong in the great Angel's eyes. It doesn't help that every time Anifiel draws near, Ryan is overcome with a lust too powerful to resist, a lust that Anifiel resents. Can Ryan manage to behave long enough to find a way to bring Finnian back? Or is Ryan doomed to remain a human in Heaven, never quite good enough for anyone?

Contains m/m, m/m/m scenes. Non-religious.

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SPOILS OF WAR

(BOOK TWO)

TITLE: Spoils of War

SERIES: A:R Heaven #2

AUTHOR: Tricia Owens

COVER ARTIST: Lou Harper

LENGTH: 57000 words.

RELEASE DATE: March 03, 2016

BLURB: Angels make eager lovers. Maybe too eager...

While the human Ryan has made an enemy of the greatest Angel in Heaven--Anifiel, the Commander of Heaven's Army--Ryan has somehow managed to befriend Anifiel's kind and gentle battle companion, Vithius. Ryan adores the handsome Angel and is all too happy to teach Vithius the ways that humans make love. But how much knowledge is too much? Is he corrupting Vithius as Anifiel has accused? Meanwhile, Demons are beating at the gates of Heaven with renewed aggression. Vithius believes he knows why the Demons are so determined, but Anifiel and Ryan refuse to listen to his theory, afraid to believe what it signifies about their relationship to each other. Can Vithius bring the three of them together? Or will the desire that they continue to resist bring down the entirety of Heaven?

Contains m/m, m/m/m scenes. Non-religious.

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(From: Territory of Angels)

Anifiel watched him steadily. "What was this joke?"

Ryan swallowed hard. "We were looking at a tattoo parlor. He saw someone with a piercing. A nipple piercing. When I showed him mine, he acted like he wanted one, too."

Golden brows stabbed together. "What is a nipple piercing?"

Ryan stopped breathing for a second. Oh, no. "It's—it's when you put jewelry through your, um, nipple." He could feel himself blushing furiously at the thought of Anifiel imagining what his nipple looked like.

"You say you have this? Show me."

Ryan shook his head and wrapped an arm around his chest. "No."

He yelped when Anifiel dropped on him without warning, pinning him on his back to the cloud.

"Get off me!" Ryan gasped as he tried to buck the Angel off.

Heavy limbs effectively brought his thrashing to an end. Panting, Ryan found himself trapped with his wrists above his head in one of Anifiel's hands. The Angel's other hand, to his horror, tugged at the neck of Ryan's tunic.

"What are you doing?" Ryan asked, incredulous.

Anifiel ignored him, frowning as he seemed to realize he could not lower Ryan's tunic while his arms were held above his head. "My apologies," he muttered with that same lack of sincerity as earlier. Ryan twitched as Anifiel grabbed hold of the neck of his tunic and simply ripped through it.

Ryan stared up at Anifiel, wide-eyed at what he'd done. This was his fantasy, and yet the reality scared him down to his toes. To be this vulnerable to the Commander was both the hottest experience of Ryan's life (and death) and the most terrifying.

The Angel's green eyes rounded for a split second as they latched onto the silver hoop adorning Ryan's chest.

"This is what Finnian desired?" Anifiel looked dumbfounded. "Why would he want this?"

In a voice laced with nerves, Ryan told him. "He thought it was pretty. And when I told him that it feels good, he was curious about that, too."

Green eyes flicked up to him. "It feels good? In what way?" Without waiting for an answer, Anifiel flicked the ring with his index finger.

Ryan gasped loudly and pushed his hips up. He'd never reacted this intensely to someone touching the ring, but something about the fact that it was Anifiel—the fear of being hurt by him, maybe—made Ryan's cock surge to a full erection.

"Get off!" he all but yelled, panicking. "Get off me!"

"Human lusts," Anifiel said coldly, eyes narrowing to slits. "Always it is about your corruption. Is this how you seduced my consort? By offering him pleasure of this sort? Did you give him an example of how it would be?"

Ryan shook his head vehemently. He needed Anifiel to get off him. The Angel's pelvis was pressed against his own and it was all Ryan could do not to pump against him and find relief for his throbbing cock. It was bad enough that Anifiel had aroused him and could feel it. But now Ryan had to fight his own body's demand for more than that.

"Get off," he pleaded. "Please, Anifiel."

Something thick and drugging moved through Ryan's veins. His inhibitions began to dissolve like mist, replaced by a growing desire. He felt strange, and yet not bad, as if he'd just taken a hit of Ecstasy. In fact, it began to feel incredible…He rolled his hips up into Anifiel's and groaned at the beautiful friction against his cock. Oh, yes.

"What are you doing down there?" Anifiel asked. "Why do you rub against me so?"

Ryan was in no state of mind to be giving lessons. "Because it…feels good," he moaned.

"This is what Finnian asked me for," Anifiel murmured. Even through the lusty fog enveloping his brain, Ryan heard the wonder and resentment vying for dominance within Anifiel. "He wanted to make love as you humans do. He was dissatisfied with me because of you!" The Angel gripped Ryan by the hair. "Show me your filthy human lust."

Tricia has been writing m/m fiction since 2002 when she opened her fiction website JuxtaposeFantasy to great success. She later partnered to create Joyboy Island. After a decade of writing for the sites, Tricia decided business demands were distracting her from producing novels, so she closed the sites and now writes at her leisure. Tricia has been a casino games dealer in Las Vegas and the onboard editor for a cruise ship. An avid traveler, Tricia has visited over 70 countries and tries to include aspects of her global experience in her books. Tricia's m/m book series include Sin City, about bodyguards for the rich and famous in Las Vegas, and Juxtapose City, set in a futuristic world which includes telepaths and empaths.

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Lessons in Obedience by Tricia Owens #Review & #Giveaway

Author: Tricia Owens

(Sin City book 6)

Publication Date: December 30, 2015

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Ethan and Max have been through more than most couples have. After visiting Las Vegas and falling in lust with the magnificent Dom, Maxmillian Poole, Ethan has become a personal bodyguard working for Max's agency. Ethan has survived the Vegas Mafia, foreign hitmen, and a gun-wielding stalker, with Max there to help him recover each time. But although Max and Ethan still love each other, something in their relationship has subtly changed and Max is
determined to fix it.

A vacation at a high-end gay resort in Greece offers them the chance to reconnect and reaffirm their roles as Dominant and submissive. Beneath the hot Mediterranean sun, Ethan will know exquisite pain and sizzling pleasure. He will learn what true submission means at the hands of his powerful, dominant lover. But maybe surrender requires more than giving up your body...maybe it means changing the way you guard your heart. Numerous graphic sexual
situations. BDSM. 

This is book 6 of Tricia Owen’s Sin City Series. It can be read as a standalone but in my honest opinion you want to read the whole series. I had read book 1 so I knew who the MC’s were but I had not read 2-5 and I do admit I felt a wee bit lost in places. Tricia does a good job of recapping things but I think to really feel how great this book is you need to follow the order.

That said this was a very hot, exciting, beautiful, and emotional story. Max and Ethan are the MC’s. Max is the Dom and Ethan is the Sub. Now, in book 1 I remember thinking that they needed to communicate and work through the rules. It seems that they must have in the books because we do see a more established, if not secretive, relationship here.

This is a very interesting and entertaining series and I highly recommend the read!

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Promo Post: Master of No One by Tricia Owens #Excerpt & #Giveaway

Title: Master of No One

Author: Tricia Owens

Release Date: February 24, 2015

Publisher: Loose Id

 

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Aleksander is short-tempered, antisocial and though he’s unaware of it, wildly sexy. He’s also a naturally dominant shape-shifting monster who’s sliding into madness. He needs a human ‘grounder’ to submit to him and draw forth his protective human side. Instead he is given two humans: Constance, a fledgling sub with a reckless streak whose intense desire to serve has brought her nothing but heartache, and Kirk, a former NYPD cop who's trying to subdue his own alpha instincts and play submissive in order to fulfill a family debt.
But once these grounders meet their new master, they quickly discover that in order to save Aleksander from himself, they must alter their assigned roles and form a unique triad of domination and submission that goes against Aleksander’s very nature. Constance needs to convince Aleksander he can be gentle and protective, while Kirk wants to show him there is freedom in surrendering to another dominant. The task isn't easy, though: Aleksander fights them every step of the way, and a conspiracy surfaces which not even a creature as powerful as Aleksander may be able to overcome.

Excerpt:

Kirk needed sleep—in a bed, not in a chair—but lying down and closing his eyes felt like an impossible feat while the sounds of Constance and Aleksander together in the bathroom continued to ring in his ears. He’d gotten up to take a piss and taken a peek down the hallway, just in case. The sight of the open workroom door had led him to investigate, tracking sounds that eventually led him to the master bathroom. There, he had stood, ear to door, hand cupped over his groin, as he listened to something incredible.

He could have guessed that Constance would sound beautiful in the midst of sex. There was a lushness about her and an openness in her responses during conversation that had hinted she would be not only loud in bed, but completely uninhibited. Standing against the door, shamelessly eavesdropping, he’d been glad to be proven right. He hoped he’d get his chance to coax those sounds from her too.

The surprise had been Aleksander. Even now, as he tiredly dragged on a pair of jeans, Kirk didn’t know what to think about his reaction to the noises the chimera had made. At first, he had convinced himself it was Constance alone he was being turned on by. Kirk had watched plenty of porn and learned to block out whatever the male star was doing and saying on screen and focus on the woman. He thought he’d been doing that in this case, until Aleksander emitted a desperate-sounding gasp, his voice nearly breaking, and Kirk’s cock had twitched violently in his hand as if it were a striking snake. After that he’d given up the pretense that he wasn’t listening to both of them, and to his pleasure it had made the experience ten times better.

“So I get off on the sound of a guy having sex with a beautiful woman,” he mused aloud. He shrugged, figuring as far as sexual triggers went, there were worse.

But it was more than that, wasn’t it? When Constance had emerged from the bathroom, flushed and fuckable, Kirk had wanted her, of course, but he’d wanted something more. He’d heard the tell-tale sounds of a blowjob and recognized Constance’s red, puffy lips for the evidence that they were. A hunger had seized hold of Kirk to taste her, but he couldn’t deny that when his tongue delved inside her mouth he’d gone looking for another taste as well. Call it curiosity. And when he’d found that salty, slightly bitter tang he’d felt a lightning bolt of forbidden lust strike him.

What did it all mean? Maybe something. Maybe nothing. Kirk wasn’t one for self-analyzing. Actions spoke louder than thoughts in his world. He’d let this one play out.

He scrubbed at his hair as he headed for the kitchen, planning on a glass of milk before trying to hit the hay again. His body was energized but gradually winding down, as if he’d just completed a long run. He was going to sleep like the dead when he was finally able to shut his eyes and relax.

It wouldn’t be that easy, he discovered upon entering the kitchen.

Aleksander looked up from the tall glass that he’d been contemplating. It appeared to contain a thick shake. His hair was damp. Worse, he appeared to be naked save for the towel wrapped carelessly around his hips. But he looked better, the best Kirk had seen him yet.

“Hey,” Kirk greeted him, pausing with the kitchen island between them. He yawned for effect. “Just getting some milk before I hit the sack.”

“Recent exertions tiring you?” Aleksander asked. There was a wicked gleam in his eyes that Kirk found intriguing.

“Something like that,” Kirk said with a smirk. “You look better.”

Aleksander’s expression washed neutral. “Constance told me you entered my room without my permission again.”

“If you’re asking if I saved your life, the answer is yes.”

He earned a glare for that one, but it was worth it.

“I didn’t ask you to,” the chimera growled softly.

“Maybe not. But Constance would have been disappointed if I’d let you die. Probably a lot of other people and creatures would be too. You’re a popular guy.”

The comment appeared to irritate him, prompting Aleksander to drink from his glass. “Thank you,” he mumbled against its rim.

“Just doing my job.”

Aleksander huffed. “That’s right. You told Michel you’re my grounder. Interesting strategy putting yourself in an immediate position of inferiority against him.”

“Is it inferior? I got the impression a grounder is the only thing that’s going to keep you from falling apart.” Kirk smiled as the other male clenched his jaw. “Seems like a pretty important role, if you ask me.”

“And how do you expect to fulfill your role?”

Kirk idly adjusted the fit of his jeans, hoping Aleksander hadn’t noticed that they’d begun to grow tight in the crotch. Something about Aleksander got him going. Maybe it was the attitude, which seemed to be a prerequisite amongst chimera. It made Kirk want to take him down a peg and stand over him after he’d fallen.

Nothing like some homoerotic imagery there, he chided himself.

“I’m here to help,” he said.

Aleksander traced his tongue across his bottom lip. “As Constance ‘helps’?”

Kirk resisted the impulse to laugh and play it off. It would be a nervous tell and he wasn’t about to give Aleksander the satisfaction. “I was thinking more along the lines of being a friend who helps you let off steam. Physically.” When the chimera’s lips twitched, he quickly added, “I mean like boxing. Or sports. Whatever it is you do to keep in shape.” He motioned vaguely at the other male’s body. “Do you run, or workout or—”

“You couldn’t last with or against me, little human. You’re no use to me in that way.” Aleksander panned down Kirk’s body. “Though you’re fit and...large for your kind.” A crease appeared in his forehead and he resumed staring into his glass.

Fit and large? If you only knew, buddy.

Kirk sensed he’d gained some ground, even if it was only a few inches. “I can hold my own against you, Aleksander. You’d just have to pull your punches so you didn’t kill me. Maybe that’s what you need. Someone to help you practice restraint.”

“I can control myself!” the chimera hissed.

“I don’t doubt it. You’re just out of practice, that’s all.” Kirk spread his hands in offering. “That’s why I’m here. Come on,” he cajoled when Aleksander didn’t respond, “don’t you want to hit me? Just a little bit?”

A grudging smile played over Aleksander’s lips, quickly wiped away. It was a victory. No one could convince Kirk otherwise.

“Then how about some wrestling? Mano a mano?”

Wow, that couldn’t be gayer, Kirk thought. But he glimpsed interest on Aleksander’s face. Maybe the chimera was so old that wrestling was as common to him as playing football or basketball was to Kirk.

“You wouldn’t stand a chance,” Aleksander muttered, dismissively.

The chimera was talking smack? Kirk had to hold back a hoot of triumph. He played it cool, crossing his arms and returning the other male’s skepticism.

“I think you’re just saying that because you’re so weak right now. You couldn’t stand on your own two feet not twelve hours ago.”

He knew that would motivate Aleksander like a cattle prod up the ass.

“I think you heard exactly how weak I am,” Aleksander snarled, shoving back his chair and standing. “You should have opened the door, little human, and added yourself to the fray.”

Kirk’s face flushed. “Just because you’re a screamer doesn’t mean you did any of the work. It was all Constance.”

Aleksander’s eyes actually bulged, making Kirk have a hard time remembering that the other male wasn’t human even if he could look like it.

“You want to suffer? It will be my pleasure to indulge you.” Aleksander shoved past him, his bare shoulder slamming into Kirk’s and knocking him back a couple of paces.

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