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It's Mpreg Monday 12-10-2018 ~ Vale Valley, Sneak Preview Chapter, Mpreg Advent Calendar Contests, a Party and More…

  1. Behind the scenes content and/or Special Previews: Read Chapter 1 of A Holiday Magic Mixup as a sneak preview here ~ book goes LIVE on Kindle (and Kindle Unlimited) 12/13/2018. 
  2. Featured Review(s): Thank You Cee Brown for your wonderful feedback about Omega Challenge! 
  3. News: Party Party Party! Join me on Thursday AND Friday on Facebook in the Mpreg Fanatics group!
  4. Books! Books! Books!: New Mpreg books I've discovered and am reading. Two awesome new releases this week!
  5. Something Fun: Check out Colbie Dunbar's Mpreg Advent Calendar! It includes prizes, games and is just a whole heap of fun. Something new everyday through 12/24! 

Vale Valley Mpreg is Holiday Hopping!

I am so excited to be a part of this multi-author shared world series!  There are twelve  books scheduled, eleven stand alone novellas and one bonus surprise.  So far, reviews on the first five books have been incredible, and each one just keeps getting better!

My addition to the Vale Valley series is Book 7, which will be live on 12/13. It is available for preorder here

I am so excited about this book!!! It was fun and full of magic, love, danger, and an antagonist like none I've ever written before. This book gave me some serious laugh out loud moments and made me misty at the end with the sweetness. I sure hope you feel the same way about it. 

Because I'm so excited about this book, I wanted to share the first chapter with you here. Enjoy!!!

Chapter 1:

Mark knelt on the training room floor and tried for the hundredth time this year to form his familiar. Line by meticulous line, he drew the circular pattern of runes as Ermaline had taught him. When it was drawn, he clapped his hands together and chanted the spell. A hazy, glowing sphere hovered in the center of the circle. The chalk lines sparked and crackled with energy as the glow brightened.

Now to give it form. Mark focused with every fiber of his being.

Please, anything. A mouse. A cockroach, even.

A cockroach would suit him –  small, tough, and reviled by all the kindest souls.

For an agonizing moment, it was like Ermaline was in the room with him –  her warm, wrinkled fingers guiding his hand, her deep alto weaving with his cracking soprano as they had the year she had taken him in, a belligerent, semi-feral preteen who slept on the floor and hid dinner rolls under the bed.

The glowing sphere expanded, hot and wild. Tendrils of lightning streaked out, scorching the ceiling and searing the walls. Warding spells squelched the fires though the heat was still enough to make Mark sweat.

Mark imagined every type of creature he could, but none of them took. The sphere of energy grew, singeing his hair.

Bang! Bang! Bang! “Anyone in there?”

Mark had turned the sign on the door to “occupied”, hadn’t he? Besides, what was anyone doing here so early in the morning? With raw magic threatening to shatter his circle, breaking his concentration might leave him too injured to heal himself in time for work. The Vale Valley Inn preferred their desk guy not greet new guests while covered in fresh burns.

“Hello?” The door opened. “Mark, is that you?”

“Get out!” Mark shouted, but it was too late.

One of his containment lines faded. Mark struggled to dissipate the spell as the sphere spun like a gyroscope, spraying hot magic everywhere.

Cal, the next oldest initiate, six years younger than Mark and already a shoe-in for the coven, dropped to the floor with his hands over his head. An iridescent bubble of protective energy surrounded him.

Mark did not have the energy to spare on a shield. Bit by bit and note by note, he unraveled the spell. By the time he had diffused the sphere and sent its energy back into the earth, his eyebrows were singed and his skin pink from heat.

“Fuck,” Mark muttered. His face ached like he had sat in the sun too long.

“Sorry,” Cal said, running his hand through his shoulder-length blond hair. “The sign said open.”

Mark sighed. How did he expect to become a full member of the coven without remembering to flip a sign over? Without Ermaline, what was the point of even trying? This had been her dream for him, and yes, Mark had talent, but he would never make it beyond initiate if he couldn’t do something as simple as manifest a familiar.

Mark spared a touch of magic to healing his eyebrows and lashes, which soon after itched furiously as the hair grew back in. Healing was his strongest talent, and even that only extended to minor wounds.

If only he had been there when Ermaline had had her heart attack.

You’d have just watched her die. Useless as always.

“Familiar again?” Cal asked with the sympathetic arrogance of one who had already mastered a skill and whose entrance into the coven was assured.

Mark shrugged. The reason he kept at this was for Ermaline’s memory. She had loved him and believed in him, insisting he would be a great witch someday. But Mark couldn't even master the simplest thing. Twenty-two years old and still an initiate. It was laughable.

Mark stood and wiped his sleeve over his brow. He resisted the urge to scratch his eyebrows. It would only make the tender skin bleed.

All he wanted was for someone to love him, and there was one spell that would let him do it. Ermaline had shared this with him when Mark had tested as an omega at sixteen.

“Omega witches are special,” she had explained. “We’re the best at love magic. That’s how I found Jafaris.”

Jafaris, the wolf Ermaline had mated with and married at twenty-two. Mark and Jafaris might be oil and water, but Jafaris had loved Ermaline. They had loved each other. The energy of their union had made Mark burn with jealousy and longing. He didn’t even care about the other magic. Power for the sake of power was stupid. Mark wanted love, real love.  

But to get that, he would need access to the advanced grimoires, and for that, he had to pass this initiation. The test he had failed for six straight years.

“Tough breaks,” Cal said. “You have a couple more weeks. You'll get it. Just keep practicing.” Cal kept his gaze averted as he spoke. Neither he nor Mark believed Mark had what it took.

Mark asked, “What time is it?”

“Almost seven.” Cal said. “I thought I'd get here early. You know, to practice.”

Mark nodded.

“But hey, you were here first, and…”

Mark shook his head. “I need all the help I can get. I know. You don't have to soften it for me. The only reason I'm still here is because Erma saw something in me.” Mark sighed. “She saw something in everyone.”

Maybe if Mark had been there when the heart attack happened, he could have saved her. But Ermaline had been the most powerful witch in the coven, and she hadn't been able to heal herself. Or at least, not fast enough.

It was pointless. No amount of practice would allow Mark to form a familiar. He had been trying since he was fifteen years old, and not once had he succeeded. No amount of practice would bring Ermaline back either.

On the Solstice, he would fail his initiation and that would be that. He’d pack a bag and leave Vale Valley altogether. The only thing holding him here were memories. He swallowed. The thought of leaving made his hands shake and his heart hurt. Vale Valley was the closest thing he’d had to a home in his entire life. He didn’t want to run away. He just wanted to have one person in his life he could count on again. To have someone besides a one-eyed, three-legged cat to love.

What if he tried the spell?

Mark knew the incantations needed to access the coven’s main spell books. He had watched Ermaline do them enough. He could try the spell on his own. If the other witches caught him and kicked him out, what did it matter? He would not embarrass himself as a seventh year failed initiate. If Mark couldn’t manage a familiar this time, he was finished with witchcraft.

But, with one spell, one risk, he could at least have a chance at love.

It was wrong, almost the same as thieving, but Mark pushed that thought aside. It was dangerous, but even if the spell fizzled, the only person he would hurt was himself. For a chance at real love, it would be worth the pain.

Thank you so much for reading!  As I said, this book was a ton of fun to write. I'm working on my bonus now (for the bonus book, hehehe.) 

If you are interested in preodering A Holiday Magic Mixup, you can do so here

And you can check out the rest of the series on Kindle below. 

Featured Review
*THANK YOU* Cee Brown

I'm so happy this book was someone's favorite! 

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I absolutely loved the this story. ABO [Alpha-Beta-Omega] stories are so difficult to convey, but Quinn got it right. Drama, betrayal and offer of romance touched and grazed. ... I think this was my favorite story in this series.
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This is super fun!!!  

Each day, a window will open and reveal one of the following:

* a puzzle

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* an extract from a previously published book

* a question relating to one of Colbie's books

* a treasure hunt i.e. finding a symbol on my website

* a sneak peek at a new cover

* a snippet from a new book

1) You must click on a window to open it and only one window opens each day until December 24.

2) You do not have to have read her books to answer the questions. Looking at the cover, reading the blurb or checking out the website will provide the necessary clues.

3) If additional information is needed to solve or answer a question on any particular day, Colbie will make a post below the calendar.

4) For the puzzles, questions and treasure hunts, the winner will get a free book. Colbie will assign a number to each response and use a random number generator to choose a winner.

5) On the days when there are competitions, Colbie will add a post under the calendar when that day’s winner has been chosen.

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Quinn's Bookshelf

NEW RELEASE

A forbidden love that neither can ignore

Kicked out by his mother, Harris—college freshman and impala shifter—goes to live with his aunt in Morningwood, a town unlike any other. 

Morningwood is home to a menagerie of shifters from the wolves and lions of Predator Point, to the fun-loving cows and horses in Barnyard Court, and everything else Harris could possibly imagine. 

In the normie world, Harris had to hide who he was, but in Morningwood, they celebrate their animal differences. He’s excited to start his new life, and first on the list is continuing his education at the only university in town.

Morningwood is also home to Andrew Boothe, alpha puma shifter, teacher and dean of Morningwood University. From first sight, sparks fly between Harris and Andrew. They know they must deny their attraction but their inner beasts will not be ignored. No matter how forbidden, love finds a way. 

Gingerbred Lessons is the first book in the Welcome to Morningwood Omegaverse series. It features a first time, age gap romance that may not jingle everyone’s bells.

NEW RELEASE

How can an aristocrat who’s turned to a life of crime find love?

Baron Christopher ‘Kit’ Conroy is an alpha who spends his days in taverns and his nights robbing carriages traveling dark, country roads. His lifestyle’s precarious, but the thrill of getting away with his misdeeds is addictive.

Lord Aquilla ‘Quill’ Wentworth, is an omega who lives at the magnificent Riverside Hall with servants who have been loyal to him since his birth.

Neither alpha nor omega is searching for a mate, but on a fateful night when Quill is returning from an engagement, and Kit is desperate for funds, the pair meet. But not before the alpha chases the omega’s carriage across the countryside. 

Despite less that promising first impressions, the mismatched pair cannot ignore their attraction to one another. But Kit has a price on his head, and Quill cannot leave home. Both are torn between wanting to be together and needing to stay apart.

But the alpha cannot keep running forever because the past is about to catch up to him. Is there a noose with his name on it?

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NEW RELEASE

An alpha claim. A possible heir. A Selkie prince whose mistake might just be what the fates intended.

Zale, the third alpha-born son of King Solomon, is concerned. His youngest brother, Caol, has been spending time with an unbonded omega. Being a responsible alpha, Zale feels it’s his duty to warn the omega Finn before he and Caol get into trouble. Especially since Finn had only been brought to the colony by their father in case his oldest brother’s fated mate couldn’t conceive. However, when Zale goes to Finn’s quarters to have a word with him, he isn’t expecting to discover what he does: the omega in the throes of oestrus and begging for an alpha’s assistance.

Finn has nowhere else to go. Not only unwanted by his own family, his previous alpha perished in a tragic accident. So for the past two years, the omega has relied on the King of the North’s generosity, even if it means he may end up as a surrogate for one of the alpha-born princes. Or even worse, the king’s sixth mate. But when the Prince Zale comes upon him during his heat, Finn demands relief from the alpha. Although afterward, has to live with the guilt. Now, he might not only be carrying the prince’s son, he may have very well ruined Zale’s chance to find his true fated mate…

Note: A 58k-plus word m/m shifter mpreg story, this is the third book in the Royal Alpha series. Due to the “knotty” times in this book, it is recommended for mature readers only. While it can be read as a standalone, it’s recommended to read the series in order. And, like all of my books, it has an HEA.

NEW RELEASE

An alpha claim. A possible heir. A Selkie prince whose mistake might just be what the fates intended.

Zale, the third alpha-born son of King Solomon, is concerned. His youngest brother, Caol, has been spending time with an unbonded omega. Being a responsible alpha, Zale feels it’s his duty to warn the omega Finn before he and Caol get into trouble. Especially since Finn had only been brought to the colony by their father in case his oldest brother’s fated mate couldn’t conceive. However, when Zale goes to Finn’s quarters to have a word with him, he isn’t expecting to discover what he does: the omega in the throes of oestrus and begging for an alpha’s assistance.

Finn has nowhere else to go. Not only unwanted by his own family, his previous alpha perished in a tragic accident. So for the past two years, the omega has relied on the King of the North’s generosity, even if it means he may end up as a surrogate for one of the alpha-born princes. Or even worse, the king’s sixth mate. But when the Prince Zale comes upon him during his heat, Finn demands relief from the alpha. Although afterward, has to live with the guilt. Now, he might not only be carrying the prince’s son, he may have very well ruined Zale’s chance to find his true fated mate…

Note: A 58k-plus word m/m shifter mpreg story, this is the third book in the Royal Alpha series. Due to the “knotty” times in this book, it is recommended for mature readers only. While it can be read as a standalone, it’s recommended to read the series in order. And, like all of my books, it has an HEA.

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To Save and Defend His Omega (Justice Brothers)

WIP – To Save and Defend His Omega – Chapter 3

By the time they opened the back of the van to lift me out, my legs were shaking, sweat was running down my back, and it felt like an oppressive oven even though it was evening and cool outside. My heart thumped in my chest, and my fingers were curled into a fist so tight that my nails dug into my palms. My rapid breathing sounded like I were underwater as they hauled me out of the van and into a standing position.

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