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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Tuesday Teaser Halloween werewolf blog

Do you like werewolves? Do you like hot werewolf Halloween ménage stories?

 I’m visiting Sage Marlowe today talking about my new release “Werewolves Can’t Fly”.
Come by for your Tuesday teaser blurbs, excerpt and cover all for Halloween.


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Spooky suggestions for Halloween

After two hundred years as a werewolf, Dwyer is sure of one thing: gay were don't have mates. That bond is for male-female pairs alone. So when the scent of Nelson starts to drive Dwyer crazy, he's sure that the whisper of "mate" in his mind is just an unfortunate side effect cause by Halloween and the full moon. Besides, Nelson is all too human.

Nevertheless, Halloween night finds them taking a romantic stroll together. When an impulsive moment reveals Dwyer's true nature to Nelson, will their fledgling bond be snapped?

Nurzhan and Spyridion are ghosts. The only night they can become corporeal is All Hallow’s Eve, when they should be busy haunting. Hopefully, there will be some time for fun, as well. They’re determined to get to know each other much better on this one special night. But how can they live a whole year without touching each other again?

Septimus travels as an envoy across the land, seeking answers as to why his pack has had almost no female births in thirty years. The long, frustrating search pays off in a totally unexpected way when Septimus walks into a meeting with another pack and smells his mate.

Dai has given up on finding another gay shifter to be his life partner. The fierce lust and unexpected joy are intoxicating, but there's still a mystery to solve. What does old Richenda know? Could a wizard be involved? And even though duty calls, can a Samhain mating ritual somehow fit into the timetable? 

Mermae joined Kade and Iain four months ago. Halloween is almost here and Iain, a werewolf, is desperate for them to commit to each other. But how can they keep their secrets in a city? And if they move how will they earn money and live?
Seeking help from mated werewolves Dwyer and Nelson, Iain secures permission to run on Halloween at their secure farm and use their hidden cabin. The mating is wonderful, but all their other problems remain unresolved. Is there a solution for them?

Werewolves, ghosts, magic. Whatever your taste for Halloween, I can give you the right book to read.  ☺☺

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Awesomely wicked questions at Erin M Leaf

Would you like to know which was the first romance book I ever read, and the first erotic romance book, and why? Erin M Leaf has interviewed me for her Wicked Wednesday and has asked some awesomely wicked questions. Please drop by.


Friday, October 12, 2012

Why vampires and do they have to be naked?

Sandra Ashton is a witch who suddenly finds herself dating three vampires. So, what do you do when you’ve got three immortal beings professing their undying or is that undead love for you? You agree to what they like to call, “joint custody.”

WARNING: This book contains graphic language, violence, and lots of sex.

This book was previously published. It has since been revised, re-edited, and expanded.

Purchase Link:

Why vampires and do they have to be naked?
Tracey H. Kitts

A lot of people (relatives in particular) have asked me why I write so much about vampires. I write werewolves too, but vamps seem to draw the most attention. At least, it gets the most questions. The truth is, I write what I like. When I was in school I read every book that had anything to do with vampires. Anything I could get my hands on that had vampires in it, I read it so thoroughly it could be considered studying. I also wrote a few short and semi-erotic stories about werewolves just for fun. Of course, they weren’t up to par with what is considered erotica now, but it was pretty sexy to me and my friends.
I always knew that I wanted to write professionally some day. It wasn’t something that just came to me out of the blue or something I did on a whim. Everything I have ever done in my life I have viewed as “good writing material.” I knew that each experience, whether it was a job or a relationship that went wrong, would somehow end up in my books. In the case of bad relationships, it could be considered therapy. Ha. Ha. Of course, names have been changed to protect the guilty, but there are a few of those along the way.
Since I always knew I wanted to write and I have always been drawn to vampires, it seemed only logical to me that’s what I’d write about. The other question I get even more often than, “Why vampires?” is “Why sex?”
The short answer: Why not?
Now, for something more in depth:  I love science fiction, but find it grossly lacking in sex. Ha. Seriously, I enjoy a good story but what I also enjoy is a good romance. I used to read the really old romances, the ones you could find at garage sales and such. So, they were really outdated and for my tastes, too … sweet. I wanted a heroine who could kick ass and take names. I wanted someone I could identify with. Someone who wasn’t “pure as the driven snow,” and all that crap. I wanted someone real.
Of course, I also wanted a hero who was sexy beyond imagination. I don’t want the guy next door. Let’s face it, unless Hugh Jackman lives next door, none of us are really interested in normal guys, are we?
I also have a deep love of fantasy. So, you take all that, mix it together (shaken, not stirred) and you get paranormal romance. Paranormal romance is really an adventure for women. We just happen to find romance to be part of the adventure.
I write what I like to read. Why would I try to sell something to someone if I didn’t even like it myself? That’s ridiculous. I love vampires and if we get them alone in the story, someone better tell me what they look like naked! I don’t know about you, but I’d feel cheated otherwise. Of course, I’m okay with waiting for such a moment (like in the case of a series, which I enjoy writing). But once we get there, I want details. Ha. Ha.
The last and probably best answer I could give is this: Writing is wish fulfillment and so is reading. Who hasn’t fantasized about living forever with some gorgeous hunk? Tall, dark and immortal sounds pretty darn good to me. To never grow old, never get sick and die. And let us not forget, eternal love. I think these are all pretty strong fantasies that most people can identify with, even if they don’t get into the whole, “Bite me,” thing.
Unfortunately, in the area where I live most people just see it as macabre. For the rest of the fang baitout there (like myself), please check out my latest release. LOL For everyone else, I do hope we can move beyond that some day.
My latest release is Bitten and it’s available at Amazon.

For more information me and my books, you can find me at www.traceyhkitts.com 

Friday, October 5, 2012

Look What's On Sale at Amazon this weekend!

Blurb “Sex Odyssey: Three For the Road”.

When three fuckbuddies go on a two-week road trip together, will it turn into a sex odyssey or will it be the death of any hope of a relationship or romance?
Jennifer Adams agrees to a vacation with Chris and Robert. When she sees she’s expected to live in a shipping container, instead of a conventional RV, the vacation is almost over before it has begun. Jenni is lured by great sex with two yummy men. But will that be enough?

Excerpt PG

 “You’re shitting me, right?” Jennifer Adams stood with her hands on her hips and stared in horror at the huge truck, complete with shipping container on the back, parked out front of her tiny, third-floor, walk-up apartment.
“You two expect me, ME, to live in that thing for two weeks?” Jenni could hear her voice rising to a shriek, but made no attempt to control it. There was no way—absolutely no fucking way—she was getting inside a metal box. Not even a humongous metal box.
“But, sweetie, we put curtains at the window and everything. Just for you.” Christopher turned huge pleading brown eyes toward her, looking like a kicked puppy dog.
Jenni took a big breath and reined in her temper. She hadn’t meant to hurt his feelings but jeez louise, what kind of morons were they to expect her to— Wait a minute. “Window? What window?”
Chris’ face broke into a happy grin. “Come over here.” He grabbed her arm and hurried her around the back of the long vehicle.
The container looked different on the other side. Its long metal wall had a decent-sized window cut in it, with curtains as promised, and a person-sized door.
With the air of a conjuror about to do his best magic trick, Robert unclipped from behind the truck cab, a thingy that looked rather like a TV remote control, and pressed a button. There was a whirring noise and a metal shelf slid out from beneath the door and started to descend.
Jenni looked at the men. Chris was beaming at her, but Robert looked a little worried. She couldn’t resist smiling back at them. “That is kinda cool. But what about inside?
“Just wait and see. You’ll love it,” Chris said enthusiastically, almost bouncing up and down and still reminding her of an overgrown puppy dog.
“It’s really comfortable in there. You should like it.” Robert was still a little worried.
“She can’t help but love it. It’s one hundred percent excellent,” added Chris confidently.
Jenni wasn’t sure. But there was a door and a window and curtains. Plus a cool way to get up to it. So maybe…
The three rode up to the door on the platform, and, dramatically, Chris bowed and handed her a door key. She slid it into the lock, then turned the door handle.
Opposite the door, was a little kitchen/living area with a table bolted to the far wall, a bench seat on either side of it, a sink with cupboards under it, and a microwave oven on a shelf above it. There was also a small upright gas oven with cook top.
The end of the shipping container was a living area with some shelves and a sofa. A TV was on a swiveling arm bolted to the wall, so it could be turned to face the sofa or the table.
“That is a nice set-up,” she said. “It reminds me of a recreation vehicle.”
“That’s where the guy got the idea from,” said Robert. “But this only cost a fraction of what one of them costs, and it’s plenty big enough for three for a few weeks.”
“Come and see the bedroom,” urged Chris, pulling on her arm.
Jenni allowed herself to be led through the living area to the truck-cab end of the container.
The bed was huge and filled most of the width of the container with some cupboards built into the wall opposite it. Beyond it was a functional shower and toilet cubicle and more storage space.
“This is awesome. I’m sorry I was rude.” Jenny hugged both men. “I can see the stove runs on gas, and I guess you plug into an electrical outlet in a camp ground, but how do you make things work the rest of the time?”
“There are batteries that automatically charge as the truck drives along. That gives enough power to cook and run the lights for a couple of hours each evening,” explained Robert.
“Whose is it? However did you find it?”
“The father of one of the guys at work is a real handyman, and he built it as a retirement project. Took him a couple of years. He was just finishing the last few details and planning his first trip in it, when he went to bed one night and never woke up the next day,” said Robert.
“Yeah shocked the socks off Will, his dad passing like that. He and his sister haven’t decided whether to keep it, or sell it, yet, but they were happy for us to borrow it for two weeks. We bought the curtains, and the bed linen, and the TV, and if there are other things you need, we’ll get them too,” added Chris.
“We want this to be a special vacation. Our first one, the three of us together,” Robert said, pulling Jenni into his arms. Chris pressed up behind her, wrapping his arms around the other two, melding them into a unit.
Jenni shivered, her panties suddenly damping. God these guys were hot. And sweet and thoughtful, if a tad irritating at times. Chris, with his open, loving ways, and Robert the more serious one, the thinker.


•Romance on the Go - Moon Eyes by Marie Medina 
•Naughty Fairy Tales - Jackie and Her Loose Talk by Jorja Lovett 
•Cupid's Conquests - GunShy by Seleste deLaney 
•African American - Most Eligible Bachelor by Empi Baryeh 
•Alternative - Hero by K. Williams 
•Anthologies - Master of Mine by Laura Gallagher, Jenika Snow, Alexandra O'Hurley, Rachel Clarke, Ashlynn Monroe, London St James, Melissa Hosack and Angelina Rain 
•BDSM - The Diary of Anna's Submission by Jenika Snow
•Contemporary - Forever Men by Lace Daltyn 
•Erotic - Paying Her Debt by Emma Shortt 
•Fantasy - Chasing Earth and Flame by Adonis Devereux 
•Futuristic - Whimsy by Thayer King 
•Historical - The Ever Knight by Georgia Fox 
•Humor - Prometheus Unstitched by Lila Shaw 
•Interracial - Riding the Storm by Delilah Hunt 
•May/December - The Bad Boys' Virgin Temptress by Sam Crescent 
•Menage - Claiming Their Mate by Stacey Espino 
•Multiple Partners - Riding Her Tiger by Doris O'Connor 
•Paranormal - Black Lust by Karyn Gerrard
•Rubenesque - Three for the Road by Berengaria Brown
•Sci-Fi - Star Fallen Lover by Lynde Lakes
•Seasonal - Deception by Yolanda Sfetsos
•Shifters/Vampires - Irresistible Nemesis by Annalynne Russo
•Steampunk - The Promise of Silk by Lilith Duvalier 
•Suspense - Last First Kiss by Vanessa Devereaux 
•Urban fantasy - Losing his Religion by Alex Bowman 
•Time Travel Time Travel - The Curse of the Scarab King by Wend Petzler
•Western - Wild West Weekend by R.M. Sotera and C.R. Moss 

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

A Werewolf for Halloween

“Werewolves Can’t Fly” continues the story from "Flight To Joy" but may be read as a stand-alone story.
"Flight to Joy": 

"Werewolves Can't Fly" blurb: 

Mermae joined Kade and Iain four months ago. Halloween is almost here and Iain, a werewolf, is desperate for them to commit to each other.
But how can they keep their secrets in a city? And if they move out of the city how will they earn money and live?
Iain asked werewolves Dwyer and Nelson, who live on a secure farm, if his family can bond there and run on Halloween. Dwyer and Nelson are thrilled Iain has found his third person and welcome them to a little hidden cabin.
The mating is wonderful, but all their other problems remain unresolved. Is there a solution to them?



They lay on their sides in bed, sweaty and relaxed, satiated, yet Iain wanted more. With Halloween so close now, he wanted to convince-- no, that's wasn't fair. All decisions had to be made freely. He wanted Mermae and Kade to understand how badly he needed them to mate, to commit to each other, so his wolf side would be fulfilled.
Hoping he could explain himself properly, Iain said, "Halloween is special to a werewolf."
"What, you're going to howl at the moon?" teased Mermae.
He tugged her closer to him. "You never know, I might. But I really will need to run properly that night, and I want you both to be beside me. Traditionally, we fuck, then run, then fuck again on Halloween."
Mermae slid up on an elbow so she could look into his face. "There's more than that, though, isn't there?"
"You're a very perceptive woman. Yes, there is. We usually fuck the first time as humans and the second time as wolves, but that can't happen in our triad. But the ritual, yeah I need to complete the ritual. I..." Iain broke off. He didn't want to pressure her, or Kade, although Kade knew a bit more about how important this all was to him.
"You want us to commit." Mermae spoke slowly yet firmly.
Iain rolled over and lay flat on his back staring at her face, trying to read the expression behind her eyes. He nodded. What if she turns me down? What if she isn't ready yet to take this step?
"Okay. Let's just go through this all again. You can bite me without turning me into a werewolf. You've bitten Kade and nothing's ever happened to him. Right?"
"Yes." Kade spoke at the same time as him. Iain was going to add more, but it was obvious Mermae was still thinking, so he waited for her to finish.
"The commitment is binding. Once we commit it's for life. Except that you're going to live a hell of a lot longer than Kade and me. Does this mean even after we die you can never commit to another two people?"
"Yes, it does. But I've been told in committed triads that include non-wolves, the humans tend to live quite a lot longer than regular humans. As you know, I've never lived in a pack. We were lone wolves. My three parents and twin brother were killed by hunters when I was a teenager and when I looked for a pack, they were all one male/one female packs, and much bigger than me and..." Once again he couldn't finish what he wanted to say. This was not the time to pull the pity card. Mermae had to decide for herself, not because of anything he said, but because she wanted to commit to him and Kade. 

 Perfect Halloween reading!