An advanced peek at the first Immortal Novel

 Hello :)

This is an excerpt from the first novel of the Immortal series which will be released sometime this year. Just thought I'd give everyone a heads up and to answer some of the questions I've received this week. So, for those of you who wanted to know if there was going to be an Immortal book this year because the page on my website was lacking, here it is.

The first novel is a shifter novel, werewolves to be exact and what better way to start off a series than with a pair of shifters who find out they're mated to each and who just happen to hate each other? I'm enjoying this book and I hope you do as well :)

       She really couldn’t remember ever laughing so hard in her life as woman after woman flirted with Drew. He glared at her each and every time when a woman made an obvious offer to spend the night in his bed and each and every time he had to send them away. It was either that or let them find out his equipment no longer functioned properly thanks to their unfortunately mating.

            Perhaps she shouldn’t have been so blatant about dancing with as many men as she could. She may have stepped over a line or two when she was grinding away with two males from Drew’s pack right in front of him, but it had been fun to see him being dragged out of his own club before he could kill one of them. 

            The cherry on top of it all was making him think that she was going home with a very hot demon while he had to go home and reminisce about all the sex he would never again have. Ah, if only he hadn’t been such an asshole to her and so many others over the years she might feel bad. 

            Might, but didn’t.

            Besides, she would never accept a mate or spread her legs simply because she felt bad for him. She always hoped for a mate that she could truly love. Something her parents never had and something she always wanted for herself. Oh well, it was no big deal. At least she knew who her mate was and now she could focus on her life and move on.

            The scent of that delicious casserole she'd been thinking about all night hit her hard as she closed her front door. It smelled so good. Wait, she sniffed again. It smelled warm. That was wrong since she placed it in the fridge over seven hours ago. 

            She unleashed her claws and fangs as she moved towards her small kitchen. Another sniff let her know she was not alone. Another shifter was here. Before she could figure out anything else the door to her small kitchen swung open and the biggest jerk she’d ever met sauntered into her living room, carrying her plate of chicken and rice casserole and a Coke. 

            Without a word he walked past her, sat on her couch, placed the plate and drink in front of him before turning the television onto the sports channel. He pulled the coffee table closer to him so he could eat without making a mess. That was something, she guessed. She’d hate to have to clean casserole and blood off her rug all in the same night.

            “What are-“

            He cut her off. “Just let me finish eating and I’ll be right with you,” he said without taking his eyes away from the television. She was so stunned that she could do nothing but stand there for a few minutes while he ate her food and cursed under his breath every time he heard a score that he didn’t like.

            “Ah, hello?” she finally said.

            “Hold on. I’m going to need my energy so let me finish eating.”

            “Energy for what?” she demanded as she finally came to her senses and stepped in front of the television. “And what the hell are you doing here?”

            He finished off her dinner with an exaggerated sigh. “For the all night sex marathon you and I are going to have,” he said simply.

            She blinked.

            Then blinked again.

            Then she began to laugh her ass off until she was forced to lean against the wall or fall flat on her face. Finally after several minutes she was able to wipe the tears out of her eyes and focus back on him.

            “Hey!” she snapped as he started eating her apple crisp and ice cream. When the hell had he gotten up? Damn it. “That’s mine!”

            He shrugged. “You’ll be happy in a little while when I have the extra energy to take you all night.” He wagged his eyebrows. The bastard.

            She pressed her fingers to her forehead. “Oh my god, you need to leave now before I hurt you.”

            “I’m not into rough sex, sorry.”

            “Wow….”

            Anther shrug.

            “No, seriously, wow. You really need to leave.”

Got some great weight loss/fitness tips yesterday that I have to share :)

It's January and that means New Year's Resolutions. This year I have several resolutions. One of them is to get more serious about losing weight, getting in shape and staying that way. Since I have two kids who love to swim it's pretty much a guarantee that I'm going to be spending a great deal of time by the water. I'd like to spend those hours in the sun in comfort and that means I have to get serious here. 

I'll be the first to admit that my knowledge on diets and exercising is pretty basic, but fortunately I got a free assessment with a personal trainer since I joined a gym. We sat down, I cringed several times as we went over where I was and nearly groaned when I found out what I need to do. I won't lie, I was pretty confused during most of it, but thankfully the trainer was very knowledgeable about everything and broke it down for me and this is where I share my new found knowledge :)

I set my calorie intake to 1200, but I was mostly keeping it below that. That apparently is a big no no for dieting. Hopefully I'll explain this properly:

-Women need 1400 and men need 1600 to keep your body from going into starvation mode. If your body doesn't have enough calories it will start attacking your muscles for what it needs.

The other mistake I was making was not snacking. I was dividing my calories into three meals and making sure I had plenty of fiber to fill me up and drinking water to help keep me feeling full. I'm also not much of a breakfast person. If I'm hungry I eat breakfast, if not there's always lunch. 

-This is especially important if you're trying to build muscle, which by the way apparently helps burn calories faster and more efficiently which I'm all for, you should eat within the first 30-60 minutes after waking up. Then every three to four hours to give your body fuel to continue burning calories. 

My workout plan for the gym was to alternate upper body one day and lower body the other six days a week. 

-Work each muscle group one time a week and that's it. Muscles need 72 hours to repair themselves and if you keep working them you don't give them a chance to repair themselves and you lose some of the results that you would have gained if you had let them heal. What he recommended was a four day workout, Pull, Push, Core, Legs. Focus on each for one day and then leave them alone for the rest of the week. 

-Also, you should work your muscles before cardio. After cardio you'll be less coordinated and less effective to work your muscles. 

I probably didn't explain this as well as he did, actually, I know I didn't explain these as well as he did, but hopefully you get the basic idea. Luckily he does have a Facebook page where he posts articles, nutritional tips and exercise tips. If you'd like a better explanation of something I wrote, post a question on his wall, Youngevity-Coach

Well, I hope these tips helped and if you have some tips, please share :)

A sneak peek at the new Pyte novel.......

           "Stop being such a big baby. It's not like you haven't seen me naked before," Danny pointed out.

            "When you were a small child, Danny," Caine bit out, keeping his eyes averted. He focused on the small mattress, the thick corded wire that trailed across the room after her, his chain, his feet, the ceiling, anything so that he didn't have to see Danny.

           Any other woman and he would have openly stared at her until he grew bored, but this was Danny, the little girl who used to manipulate him into braiding her hair. He knew that she'd grown into a beautiful desirable woman, but he couldn't seem to separate the little girl that she'd once been with the woman that she was now. Of course that's what landed his ass in this little problem, he thought with an inward groan.

            "Any ideas?" she suddenly asked, almost drawing his attention back to her.

            The warm steam helped fill the small room with her enticing scent, thickening it to the point where he could think of nothing else. His hands clenched into tight fists as his cock stirred against the soft material of his underwear. He inwardly screamed at his body to get the fuck back under control, but it wouldn't listen. His eyes burned as his fangs slid out and it took everything he had not to go to that shower and take what he wanted. 

            "Shut the shower off," he said out as he fought for control.

            "What?" Danny asked, sounding distracted.

            "Shut. The. Shower. Off," he bit out tightly.

            "Not done."

            In less than a second he in front of her, not caring that he was getting wet or that Danny was naked and glaring up at him. He moved forward, giving her no other choice but to back up the short distance against the wall. He placed his hands against the tile on either side of her head and leaned in.

            "When I tell you to do something," he said, doing his best to ignore her mouth watering scent, "you do it. Do you understand me?"

            Instead of agreeing, sobbing or begging for his mercy like any other sane female would do, Danny got into his face. She moved into him until her hard nipples brushed against his chest and he had to stop himself from hissing in pleasure. 

            It was her damn scent that was responsible for the way he was reacting to her. Without it he'd be able to keep his head around her. She was just another human, someone who shouldn't matter, but did and that was only because he still had a soft spot for the little girl that she once was. That would have to change and soon. 

            If he'd been able to push her away years ago and not care whether she'd lived or died then this never would have happened. It was his fault that she was here, why they were here. His sentimental feelings for this woman were used against him. They were a weakness, one he would correct starting now. 

            "No," she said firmly, her little glare never wavering as she looked up at him.

            "No you don't understand or-"

            "No, as in you don't control me, Caine. So back the hell off. If you want me to listen to you then you'd better come up with a plan real damn fast to get us out of here otherwise stay the hell out of my way," she said, not backing down one damn bit when he growled.

            "Now if you don't mind I'd like to finish my shower."

            "Then finish it," he said through clenched teeth as he reached out and shut off the hot water. Then with a simple flick of his hand he broke the hot water knob off so that he wouldn't have to endure having her scent shoved down his throat again.

            "You son of a bitch," she said, looking pissed enough to ring his neck, but he didn't care. Let her hate him. It would make what he had to do so much easier.

            "Enjoy your shower," he said, reaching out and turning the cold water on at full blast before he flashed away from her. He ignored her little surprised scream and focused his attention on the cooler. 

            He wiped the water off his face with his hand as he sat down in front of the cooler. His hands actually shook as he grabbed the first bag of blood. He was so fucking close to going back over to her and ripping her throat open. 

            Maybe he should do just that and put her out of her misery, he thought, but just as quickly shoved the thought away. He didn't want to take the chance of being stuck in here for years without blood and he sure as hell didn't want to deal with whatever annoying female they threw in here after her. For now he'd tolerate her, but from here on out she was completely on her own. He wouldn't allow her to be a weapon used against him. 

            "I hope you choke on it," she bit out as she stormed past him.

            This was going to be so much fun, he thought dryly as he tore into the bag.