A warm welcome to author Lexi Ander joining us here @ Love bytes for her pride promotion blog tour on her newest release Dreams of Forgotten.
Lexi kindly answered some questions for us , shares an excerpt and she also brought a wonderful giveaway everyone can participate in!
Welcome Lexi 🙂
Author Name: Lexi Ander
Book Name: Dreams of the Forgotten
Series: Sumeria’s Sons Book #3 ( read in order)
Release Date: March 15, 2015
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Cover Artist: London Burden
Pages or Words: 63,000
Blurb:
For Tristan and Ushna, nothing comes easy and with each passing day the challenges grow and the dangers multiply. The safe home they are building for their family and tribe is threatened from all sides, and the peace they seek is being torn apart by enemies and internal strife. Tristan dares not reveal his condition to any but those closest to him, all the while he’s plagued by dreams he cannot remember upon waking…
And over all of it hangs the knowledge that his time with Ushna is running out. Because Ushna already has a Flame awaiting rebirth, and though Tristan would die to protect that bond, he constantly struggles against his beast who demands they bind Ushna to their side.
Categories: Fantasy, Gay, Paranormal, Polyamory, Urban Fantasy
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Tell us about the world Dreams of the Forgotten is set in:
Sumeria’s Sons is set in world that has shifters and magic but humans are unaware… yet. As descendants of Enkidu, the Lycans are considered children of the Sumerian Gods. In the old days, their patron God, Shamash, would take them all over the world to do battle with other cultures. Nowadays, with the absence of a ruler, they’ve been a little lost, simply existing—dying out without realizing it.
What was your inspiration for this series?
Mates-behaving-badly was the inspiration for the series. I’d read several books in a row where the mates were absolute jerks but the mating bond made everything a-o-kay. I was livid. I wanted them to breakup. I wanted Mr. Jerk to go pound sand. I penned the first chapter of Twin Flames fuming… then I had to figure out how to give Tristan his HEA after breaking his mate bond. O.O
Do you have more books planned in this series?
Dreams of the Forgotten is the third book in the series. There are six total. I’m actually working on the last book now. ^_^
When do you do your best writing? Day or night? Noisy or quiet?
The best time for me is either morning up to about two or three o’clock in the afternoon. If I’m writing the scene by the seat of my pants, then I need the quiet because my mind is going in ten different directions as I’m writing. Sometimes I can’t sleep and I’ll get up at three or four in the morning. That’s also a really good time for pantsing scenes. If the scene is already pretty set in my mind, then I’ll listen to some music that matches the mood.
What are you working on next?
After Sumeria’s Sons is complete, I’ll work on the next couple books in the Valespian Pact, Bespoken and then Axis’s story. I’m also plotting out an Urban Fantasy MC Biker story with Kenzie Cade. *happy wiggles* There are some storylines from Sumeria’s Sons that I would like to follow. Gregori’s and a couple of the pups after they’ve grown up. But that will have to wait until I can get several projects off my plate.
Thank you so very much for having me on Love Bytes. I hope I didn’t bore people too much. A huge thank you to everybody for stopping by and reading!! Good luck with the giveaway!
Thank you Lexi!
Ushna’s Lupe, the third form of half-man and half-wolf that all Lycan warriors used for battle, pushed forward as his need to protect took over. Short, fine, black hair burst through his skin under my hands as his chest and arms thickened, his face elongated, and his mouth filled with jagged teeth. Even with fingers tipped with razor-sharp claws, he was careful as he delicately held me in his protective arms. He growled loud and long in warning.
The light switched on, flooding the room with blinding white light. I heard Gregori in the background yelling in anger, followed by a hollow thumping noise, and wounded yells. I scented who’d invaded our bedroom before I gazed over Ushna’s shoulder.
Several weeks ago, Elder Koller had made a call to pull childhood friends of ours, Stanley Kendall and Jory Swaine, from California. The suggestion had been made after the Magi Triad had tried to kidnap both Gregori and Ushna, and the elder knew these two were men I trusted. We had been expecting them at any time, and I would’ve laughed at their antics if I wasn’t worried Ushna would eviscerate our friends.
Gregori, his red hair wild, clad only in blue sleep pants, had a fistful of Stan’s dark hair and a foot planted in the middle of his back, bowing Stan over backward. Gregori wielded a shoe like it was a Sumerian sword and beat Jory with it. Jory tried to defend himself against the onslaught of the shoe and fight off the two guards who were attempting to subdue him.
“You stupid idiots!” Gregori yelled at the top of his lungs. “You could’ve hurt him, you oversized oafs! What’s wrong with knocking?!”
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
“Ushna is going to eat you and I should let him! It would remind you to respect your alpha!”
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
“Senseless overgrown children!”
Half a dozen guards filed into the room, taking charge of Stan and Jory, relieving a bedraggled Gregori. Scowling furiously at our friends, Gregori gradually crawled onto the bed, talking soothingly to Ushna, who hadn’t stopped growling. I ran my hands down his fur-covered back to soothe him.
“Everything is okay, Ushna,” Gregori cooed.
I cupped my hands around his face, gazing into his ruby red eyes. “I’m okay,” I whispered to him. “Come back to me.”
He released the Lupe, and Ushna the man emerged, the harsh and horrific features melting away. His body shuddered, muscles clenched and convulsed as his control returned.
It’d been years since I’d seen our two friends. Where Stan was dark, Jory was light. Stanley Kendall had wavy dark brown hair that roughly covered his brow, but didn’t quite touch his collar. His eyes were so brown they were virtually black. He sported a couple days of growth on his chin and cheeks. The stubble looked good against his bronzed skin.
Jory Swaine, on the other hand, had short blond hair, was clean shaven with bright turquoise eyes and golden skin. Stan was broader through the chest with his athletic build while Jory was leaner. Both wore leathers; Jory’s pants where loose, hanging low on his hips and revealing the waistband of his boxers, while Stan looked like he was poured into his.
Ushna turned a furious gaze on Stan and Jory, who were standing in the farthest corner, appearing chastised and contrite. “What in the hell were you thinking!” He roared at them. Gregori and I made shushing noises, but Ushna continued to rumble.
“Ah… surprise?” Stan offered weakly, slightly confused.
“Ushna, it’s okay; they didn’t know,” I said.
Ushna snapped his human teeth at our friends. I swear if we’d been alone, I would’ve jumped and taken him right there.
“Xenres, are you injured?” Corey Bahar was the first to swear a blood oath to me. He’d been Captain until this unexpected growth of the tribe and now he was the newly appointed Arms Master of the Royal Guard. In private, he was most adamant in the use of my title, Xenres, which meant prince in our language. Corey didn’t take his sable gaze off Stan and Jory as he approached me. The man looked like he’d been up for hours with his braided blond hair gleaming, clothes pressed and tucked. Did he ever sleep?
Jory chortled at Corey’s words, which caused Gregori to throw a shoe and bean Jory in the head.
A string of curse words exploded from Jory. “Dammit, Gregori! What the hell was that for?” He rubbed the sore spot.
Gregori didn’t answer. Corey’s question was all it took to make Ushna start snarling again as he ran his hands over me, checking for obvious injury. Gregori rubbed small circles on Ushna’s back. I grabbed his hands and craned my head around to get him to look me in the eye, to see me.
“Hey, hey! I’m okay. I’m not hurt.” I kissed his hands.
“I want Nathan to look at you.” Ushna’s worried gaze continued to study me. Nathan Janick, my brother and the resident doctor, had meticulously cared for me during my pregnancy so far.
“All right.” I knew nothing less would appease him.
Stan watched our exchange. The longer he listened, the more confused he appeared. “What’s the big deal?” He crossed his arms, scowling hard. He and Jory had acted as they normally would around us, with carefree roughhousing.
I grabbed Ushna’s attention before he could bark back a reply. We’d purposely kept my pregnancy within my inner circle. I hadn’t left the Clearwater area, which was my territory. When I needed to go to town, I wore a ring Gregori had made for me, a ring of illusion that had hid my swollen stomach. I didn’t meet with outsiders without it.
We hadn’t told Stan and Jory. All communication had gone through Elder Janus Koller, who’d recruited them to work for the Elder Council in the Enforcement Division. Neither Ushna nor I had spoken to these two before now. Needless to say, we hadn’t anticipated their surprise.
“Master Corey,” I calmly said, “we’re all right. I’m sorry we woke you.” I needed privacy for the talk we were going to have with our old friends.
Corey gave a slight bow. The expression on his face let me know we would be revisiting the issue of posting guards outside the bedroom. I had been successful at convincing Corey that the small group of warriors staying in the house was enough security. We didn’t need someone standing on sentry duty in the hallway. To appease Corey, I had even agreed to allow an armed detail to shadow me around the ranch when I left the house. This stunt of Stan’s and Jory’s would make Cory feel vindicated in his original assessment. I would have to talk quick at the next security meeting to keep the arrangements the way they were now.
“It was no bother, Xenres.” Corey shot Jory a hard look when my friend snorted a laugh. He appeared to be gauging whether Jory was being disrespectful to me or making fun of him. “I won’t be far if you need me,” he said before closing the door behind him.
Jory tried to hide his smirk by rubbing a hand over his face. I knew what was coming before he opened his mouth. “Damn, Tristan. You’ve got people bowing and scraping to you. What’ve you been doing?”
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Lexi has always been an avid reader, and at a young age started reading (secretly) her mother’s romances (the ones she was told not to touch). She was the only teenager she knew of who would be grounded from reading. Later, with a pencil and a note book, she wrote her own stories and shared them with friends because she loved to see their reactions. A Texas transplant, Lexi now kicks her boots up in the Midwest with her Yankee husband and her eighty-pound puppies named after vacuum cleaners.
Where to find the author:
Web site: http://www.lexiander.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lexi.ander.9
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/LexiAnder1
Blog: http://lexiander.blogspot.com/
E-mail: lexi.ander.author@gmail.com
Tour Dates & Stops:
27-Apr
28-Apr
29-Apr
Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words
Vampires, Werewolves, and Fairies, Oh My
30-Apr
1-May
4-May
5-May
Book Reviews, Rants, and Raves
6-May
7-May
8-May
RAFFLECOPTER PRIZES:
- $20 Amazon Gift card, $20 All Romance Gift card, hard copy of Dreams of the Forgotten, swag (pens, bookmarks, and such)
- $20 All Romance Gift card, hard copy of Dreams of the Forgotten, swag (pens, bookmarks, and such)
- hard copy of Dreams of the Forgotten, swag (pens, bookmarks)
- e-book copy of Dreams of the Forgotten
- e-book copy of Dreams of the Forgotten
Thank you for hosting me today!!
Hi and good luck with your book. I’m looking forward to reading it.
Thank you, Sherry! I hope you enjoy it. Good luck with the giveaway!!
Hi! Congrats on the release. I still need to catch up with the first two books of the series, but this sounds really interesting.
Thank you! I hope you enjoy the series. ^_^