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FORBIDDEN HEAT is live!

Hello dear readers!

We are so excited to tell you that Forbidden Heat is live!

Payton Llewelyn, daughter to the cat-shifter alpha, wakes up with a throbbing head and a bullet wound to the hip. Recalling the events that led her there, the scent of a shifter permeates her senses—not that of a cat though, but of a wolf.
Damien Lowell, future pack leader of the wolf-shifters, has found himself in an impossible situation. Cat-shifters and wolf-shifters aren’t friends, and what she doesn’t know is that his father is behind her attack. He only meant to prevent her from being kidnapped, and he now has the wounded princess of the cat-shifters in his custody.
But when the heat becomes too much to handle, Damien and Payton must choose whether to follow their instincts or question the forbidden.


Chapter Two

“AN ATTEMPT HAS been made to kidnap my son and daughter-in-law, and my daughter is missing.”

When alpha of the Minnesota Pride, Vance Llewelyn, called the emergency meeting at ten o’clock at night, Saxon Einar never thought it would concern something so serious.

“Also, we are one sentinel down because whoever is behind these attacks mistook Sawyer for Vaughn.”

Vance explained how someone had broken into Vaughn and Naya’s new home while they were gone, but Sawyer, one of his fellow sentinels, and Naya’s friend Kenzie had been getting it ready for the new couple to move in. The intruders had mistaken Sawyer and Kenzie for Vaughn and Naya.

Also, Payton had been on the phone with her mother when she was taken. Their distraught alphena had heard her daughter’s abduction through the phone.

The news was sudden and shocking. They had lived in relative peace for many years, and the last thing Saxon had expected
was to hear of attempts on the lives of the alpha’s family.

“Correction,” Vance continued, his blue eyes filled with many emotions, “we are down two. Until we know what is going on, Vaughn has taken Naya to stay with the Guardians, and she refuses to stay there without him.” Vance looked at his mate. “Honestly, it is probably for the best,” he said to Lilith more than anyone else.

He turned back to the group. “Because someone has decided to come after my family, we will go to an undisclosed location. We can’t be sure that Lilith and I won’t be next. However, I am still your alpha, and I am still in charge. Just because you can’t see me doesn’t me I’m not running the show.

“Right now, we know that Sawyer and Kenzie were kidnapped by humans. Before the line went dead, Sawyer managed to tell me he detected a faint trace of wolf odor on them. It’s not much, but it’s a start, and we will get to the bottom of this.

“Tegan, Camden, Reid, and Saxon will be coming with me, and they will be the only ones to know where we are going. First, Saxon and Tegan, check out the scene at the restaurant where Payton had dinner and see if you can find anything. Zane, you will stay here and monitor the bunkhouse, looking for anything unusual. Make sure you have your cell on you at all times. Phoenix, you will join Vaughn.”

There was a distinct huff in the crowd.

“Boss, are you sure that’s necessary?” Phoenix asked.

Zane chuckled.

She was really asking why she had to go babysit. Everyone knew Phoenix liked being close to the action. She punched Zane in the shoulder while her emerald green eyes shot fire. It only made him laugh harder, and Saxon shook his head at the sentinels’ insensitivity to the situation. Phoenix was pretty easy to piss off, and sometimes, it could be fun to rile her up, but this was not the time to joke around. When Vance gave Zane a look, he wiped the smile off his face.

Their alpha turned his attention to Phoenix. “Yes, I’m sure. While I’m certain the Guardians will do an excellent job at protecting Naya, she is carrying my future grandchildren. I want a sentinel there who is not her mate. Understood?” His tone was firm and told Phoenix there should be no further questions on the matter.

Phoenix swallowed. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. Vaughn will call you in half an hour with directions.” He addressed the whole group again, “Also, we will not tell anyone that Sawyer and Kenzie have been abducted in Vaughn and Naya’s place. This is another reason we are sending them to the Guardians. I know Sawyer smelled wolves, but my gut tells me someone closer is behind this. The kidnappers had too much information. Not many knew Vaughn was moving, much less where. So, if anyone asks, say Sawyer is out questioning others. There is a chance the kidnappers will dispose of Sawyer and Kenzie if their real identities are discovered.” Vance glanced around the room. “Any questions?”

A round of, “No, sir,” echoed throughout the room.

“Everyone, go pack. We’ll meet back here in twenty.”

Everybody hurried to the bunkhouse. There were eight sentinels, and now that Vaughn had moved, seven lived in the bunkhouse to be close to the alpha and his family.

Saxon walked into the room he shared with Reid and began packing. Always prepared for anything, Saxon already had a bag ready to go, so he was finished in no time.

Next, he headed to Zane and Camden’s room. Camden was still new, and Saxon wanted to make sure he didn’t need help. When he entered, Zane was leaning back with his elbows on his bed while Camden grabbed a bag from the closet.

Saxon parked next to Zane and watched Camden scrub his hands through his blond hair. His lean build was filled with tension as he stuffed supplies into his bag.

“Can you believe this? Who would hurt Payton? Or Vaughn and Naya?” Because Camden wasn’t from the Minneapolis-St. Paul area, he hadn’t grown up with their history.

“Well, it’s been ten years, but the only one I can think of is Dwyer Lowell,” Saxon said.

“It’s possible. But why would he wait all this time?” Zane asked.

“Do you think he’s the one behind this?” Camden asked.

Zane sat up. “I don’t know, but I know the boss isn’t going to give up until he finds out. I’m sure you guys will track him down by the end of the week.” He hit Saxon on the arm. “Right?”

“Without a doubt,” Saxon said. Whoever was behind this was going to regret crossing them.

“Fuck,” Zane said under his breath.

They both knew someone had to stay behind to watch the property, but it didn’t mean Zane was happy about it.

Camden finished and swung his bag over his shoulder. “Who knows? Maybe they’ll show up here, and you can take them out, Zane.”

As Saxon stood, Zane grunted and replied, “Maybe,” but they all knew he didn’t mean it.

Whoever was behind this had to know their alpha was smart enough to go to a secondary location, considering everything that had happened.

“Sorry,” Camden said with sincerity before he left the room.

Zane shot him the finger behind his back. He hated being pitied.

Saxon followed but paused in the doorway. “You never know. Maybe you’ll get lucky, and something exciting will happen,” he offered Zane.

He snorted in response and flopped back on the bed. “Yeah, right, and maybe an angel will fall from heaven and screw my brains out.”

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Dante Leonidas looked around at each of the Guardians—the protectors of the Vampire species—from his position in front of his desk. The nine of them—himself, Ram, Hunter, Tempest, Declan, Sterling, Morgan, and the siblings, Lennox and Lexine—sat in his office at the manor where they lived and worked. With a group their size and news this big, a lot of strong feelings were in the room.

“To reiterate, Princess Anaya will arrive here soon with her shifter mate along with one of his sentinels.”

Dante had called the meeting right after he’d gotten the phone call, and they had spent the last ten minutes discussing the princess and how they would help.

“We will accommodate them and do whatever we can to assist them.” Dante pointed around the room. “And everyone will keep their opinions to themselves.” He dropped his hand and asked, “Does anyone have any questions?”

“So, we’re allies with them now?” Lexine asked.

Her twin brother, Lennox, snorted. Even though they were fraternal twins, they both had the same blond hair and green eyes. They were an uncommon sight as one didn’t see twins often among vampires.

“Yes,” Dante answered. “They have threatened the princess’s life and her future offspring. If they need our help at taking down whoever is behind this, we are going to help them.”
There were murmurs all around.

Dante held up his hands, and everyone quieted. “Have any of you personally had problems with the shifters?”

Ram scoffed. “They seem to have more problems among themselves.”

“They are half animal,” Tempest said with a raised brow.

Dante slammed his palm on the desk. “This is going to stop.” His patience was wearing thin as these weren’t the first comments made toward the shifters. “Even the king and queen are trying to get along with them. Most of what you believe is what your parents told you. Now, I’ll ask again, have any of you personally had a problem with a shifter?” Dante didn’t wait for their answers because he already knew what they would say. “No. You are judging them on biased information and stereotypes.”

He paused and took a calming breath. “Look. We are going to work together whether you want it to happen or not. Princess Anaya is mated to a shifter. She is having his children. An alliance is inevitable, and you’re all going to have to accept it—the sooner, the better.”

Grumbles sounded throughout the room.

Dante grunted. “I thought we were more cultured than this.” He ran his hand down his face. “I’m older than every one of you. I should be the most unwilling to change.”

Morgan spoke up, “You’re right. If the princess can mate with a shifter, we should try to get along with them, especially if the king and queen are trying.”

Everyone knew they were the most prejudiced vampires.

Dante breathed a sigh of relief but didn’t let it show. He was truly trying to keep an open mind, but centuries of prejudice didn’t disappear in a week. He had plenty to work on with himself. He didn’t need to babysit eight others. “Thank you.”

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The first thing Sawyer Lennar noticed upon waking was the movement underneath him. Next were the pungent odors of oil and grease saturating the area, followed by the pounding in his head. The last and most alarming thing was that he was tied up and gagged.

He struggled to orient himself, and steadily, bits and pieces of what had happened came to him. He had been upstairs at Vaughn and Naya’s house, helping to get the place ready for them to move in. Kenzie, Naya’s best friend, had been downstairs, painting the bathroom, when he heard her scream. He’d run to help, but two humans had met him.

His last memories before now were the smell of wolf-shifters, a loud bang, and a pain in his chest.

Have I been shot?

He concentrated on his upper body, and nothing more than a small ache remained. Also, the clothes against his skin were dry, which meant he’d been shot with a dart, not a bullet. It was no wonder that he was still groggy.

He peeked under his eyelids, not wanting to alert anyone that he was awake in case he was being watched. He assessed his surroundings. He was in a van, empty of any backseats, with an unconscious Kenzie lying across from him, but no one else was in the rear. He slowly turned his head toward the front and saw two men.

Sawyer tuned in to their conversation. After a few seconds, he realized they were talking about Kenzie and him.

Correction—they were talking about Vaughn and Naya.

He closed his eyes. Shit.

They thought they had kidnapped Vaughn and Naya. They didn’t know they had snatched the wrong people.

Sawyer needed to get Kenzie’s attention and somehow let her know they had to pretend to be people they weren’t. He also needed to get rid of whatever drug they had put in his system. Until the effects wore off, he would only have the strength and reflexes of a human, probably less. Their captors had known what they were doing, and they had come prepared.

“Kenzie,” he said. At least, that was what he’d tried to say anyway. With the gag in his mouth, it’d come out as a muffled groan.

He grunted, and the sound of the engine drowned most of it out, but she gradually started to come around. When he was sure she was conscious, he grunted once more. Her lids shot up, and her brown eyes filled with fear.

She looked toward the front of the van. Her eyes went wide when she heard the two men mention Naya and Vaughn as the intended victims.

When she looked back at him, Sawyer tried to show her with his eyes that he was going to get them out of this mess and that everything would be okay. Most importantly, he wanted her to know that he’d die before he let anyone hurt her—ever.

Forbidden Heat pre-order links!

Hello again!

Sorry you are getting another newsletter so soon. We promise, we do not send them out all the time, but with the soon-to-be release of Forbidden Heat, they might be a bit more frequent. Then after that, you probably won’t hear from us for months.

Moving on. Today’s message is short and sweet.

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Some of you have asked, and here they are: the pre-order links for Forbidden Heat!

Amazon | Kobo | iTunes | Google Play

Sorry, Nook users! Barnes & Noble doesn’t give us the option to put our book on pre-order. But we will send it out the link as soon as we have it. Thank you for understanding!


Happy reading!
R.L.

FORBIDDEN HEAT release date, synopsis, ARC info, and sneak peek!

Hello readers!

We hope you are all enjoying the weather and that holiday preparations are going well for everyone. We have four things for you today, and we hope by the end of this newsletter, you’ll be really excited.
First off, Forbidden Heat has an official release date! It will be live on December 16, 2014. Yay! Just in time for the holidays.
Are you getting excited?
Now that you know when you can get the next book, have you been wondering what’s going to happen in Forbidden Heat? Well, here is what’s in store for book #2 in the Forbidden series:

Payton Llewelyn, daughter to the cat-shifter alpha, wakes up with a throbbing head and a bullet wound to the hip. Recalling the events that led her there, the scent of a shifter permeates her senses—not that of a cat though, but of a wolf.

Damien Lowell, future pack leader of the wolf-shifters, has found himself in an impossible situation. Cat-shifters and wolf-shifters aren’t friends, and what Payton doesn’t know is that his father is behind her attack. He only meant to prevent her from being kidnapped, and he now has the wounded princess of the cat-shifters in his custody.

But when the heat becomes too much to handle, Damien and Payton must choose whether to follow their instincts or question the forbidden.

Are you excited yet?
How about an Advanced Reader Copy? Our goal is to get them out to a month before the book is released, so clear your calendars and sign up here!
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And if you’re still not excited…
How about the first chapter in Forbidden Heat? Hopefully, this gets you in the mood and begging for more! 🙂

Chapter One

This was it. She was about to lose the fight to stay conscious.

Payton Llewelyn knew she was wounded. Her hip burned, her head throbbed, her ears rang, and all she wanted to do was sleep for the next five days.

What happened?

Even thinking hurt.

The last thing she remembered was leaving the restaurant after having dinner and drinks with friends. Concentrating hard, she willed her brain to recall what had followed. She’d been on the phone as she walked to her car when–

Shit.

Out of nowhere, three human men had emerged from the darkness and tried to grab her. Just behind them, a fourth man had appeared, but he’d le
ft her in a state of shock and confusion. She’d been stunned because rather than going after her, he had attacked the first three men. Confusion had set in because her nose told her he wasn’t of the Homo sapiens variety.

She’d fought the man who’d grabbed her while her rescuer wrestled the other two. Her bulky winter coat had hindered her movements, but she’d still thought she might win the struggle with her captor until she heard a loud noise and then felt a sudden piercing sting in her side. She had been unprepared for the sharp pain, and it had knocked her off balance, causing her to crack her skull on the pavement. That was why she had lost consciousness in the middle of the parking lot.

So, now, she lay motionless, using all her strength to will her eyes open and her body to move. Fainting again wasn’t an option. She needed to get out of there and find help. She didn’t know what had happened to the humans, and she knew the fourth man was a shifter, but he hadn’t smelled like–

Before she could finish her thought and attempt to force herself up, someone lifted her from the ground and carried her. It was the shifter.

Have I been saved? Or am I in more danger?

She tried to get a better read on who held her, but she was in a fireman’s hold, moving fast. All the bouncing made the pain in her side and head sharper, and she had to concentrate on not passing out.

They stopped, and she heard a vehicle door open, stuff being moved around, and then something hit the ground. She was laid down on the seat. The upholstery carried the aroma of the male shifter, and her alertness increased. At that moment, she knew why his scent was off.

He wasn’t a cat-shifter like her.

He was a wolf-shifter.

Cat-shifters and wolf-shifters weren’t friends—not in Minnesota, not anymore. The Minnesota Pride hadn’t been on good terms with the Minnesota Pack for almost ten years.

Shit.

She should really try to leave. If only she wasn’t hurt and so damn tired…

She heard one door close before the opposite side opened, and then she was pulled until her head was placed in the wolf-shifter’s lap. Her left hip ached, and she rolled over to ease some of the pain, curling into the stranger.

He gently stroked his hand over her hair, moving it out of her face as he spoke, but the buzzing in her ears prevented her from making out the words.

Is he my rescuer or my captor?

Despite the unknown situation, his actions soothed her. Her adrenaline crashed, and as her fatigue settled over her like a heavy blanket, she wasn’t sure if she even cared anymore.

She should have been wary, but she was so tired. Instead, she felt surprisingly safe and protected, not afraid at all. Maybe tomorrow she’d feel differently, but she could worry about that tomorrow.

She buried her nose in his waist—breathing in the scent of wolf, rich cedar, and pure male—before she relaxed and let the blackness consume her.

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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Damien Lowell slammed his fist against the steering wheel. What the hell had he been thinking? He was either a dumbass or crazy—or a crazy dumbass. He looked down at his lap. Only a fool would take an injured she-cat to his property, his wolf-shifter property. Oh, and he couldn’t forget, she needed medical attention.

But what else could he have done? He’d needed to get her out of there, and he didn’t know how to contact her family. Maybe that was just an excuse. He had people he could call to figure out how to get a hold of her parents.

No.

He didn’t want anybody else taking care of her, nor would he trust anyone else to keep her safe until he found her family. The smart thing was protect her himself. He snorted. If he thought that was the only reason, he was fooling himself. Thankfully, he had bigger problems than his need to have her close to him.

Damien glanced down again. Payton was passed out with her face buried in his crotch. His only intent had been to cushion her injured head. He hadn’t realized she would burrow herself in his lap. Now, he had to tell his dick that this was not the time or the place to make itself noticed. She’d been shot, for Christ’s sake, her lavender scent almost completely covered by the smell of blood. Not to mention, he should be worrying about his own injuries—after he took care of Payton.

He blindly reached behind the truck’s seat, searching for the extra clothes he kept back there, to find something to press against her wound. Something brushed against his fingertips, but he couldn’t quite reach it, so he carefully raised himself to grab it. Just as he snagged the sweatshirt, he felt Payton’s fingernails dig into his back, causing him to drop it as he swerved into the lane next to him. He quickly straightened the truck because the last thing they needed was to be picked up by the cops.

This time, prepared for her reaction and expecting the pain from her nails, he snagged the garment and lowered them both back onto the seat. Payton immediately relaxed her hold on him, and he pressed the cloth over her hip to help stop the bleeding. Putting pressure on her wound brought awareness of his own. . His shoulder ached from the gunshot wound as he used his muscles to stanch her blood flow. The movement also pulled on his back muscles where one of Payton’s potential kidnappers had cut him from neck to waist. He was better off than her but not by much.

Instead of focusing on his injuries, he told himself to be grateful he’d been at the restaurant to save her. They both might be wounded, but she was safe, and he’d get her patched up soon. Then, he’d move on to his next problem. What was he going to do with her after she was stable?

He’d been born and raised in Minneapolis—until about ten years ago. Before then, the shifters—both wolf and cat—had lived in harmony on the Minneapolis side of the Twin Cities area. The two subspecies of shifters had always gotten along. They’d each had their identifiable parts of the cities they called their own, respecting each other’s territories yet often commingling.

Before Damien was even born, his grand-pap and Payton’s grandfather had started a business together—L & L Construction. Things had gone well for years until his paternal grandfather passed away and his father, Dwyer, inherited the role of alpha and half the construction business. His father, until recently, had had good intentions, but he was somewhat of a screw-up, and everyone knew what the road to hell was paved with.

Ten years ago, when Damien was twenty, the Minnesota Pride had kicked the Minnesota Pack out of the Twin Cities, forcing them to scatter around the rest of the state. Damien had been working on his college degree at the time, and he hadn’t noticed what his father was doing to the pack and L & L Construction, not that he could have done anything to stop his father. He was the second son, and no one had wanted his opinion, but he could have tried.

The biggest blow had been losing their half of the business and a major source of income. They had survived, and life had been acceptable for the last ten years until about twenty months ago when Damien’s older brother, Donovan, died. Dwyer had blamed Vance Llewelyn, Payton’s father, for everything.

Things had gotten worse since then, and nowDwyer wanted revenge, and things had gotten worse since then
. His father had discovered a secret ally—a mysterious cat-shifter who had contacted his father, asking for help. In exchange for Dwyer’s and the pack’s help, the cat-shifter had promised his father that he could reclaim his half of the business, and they could come back to the area. Of course, his father had jumped at the chance, but Damien thought it was too good to be true.

His father wouldn’t listen when Damien confronted him, and with the cat-shifter’s identity a secret, he didn’t have many options. He was lucky his father had even told him of the plan to get rid of the Llewelyns, which included kidnapping Vance’s children.

Vaughn, two years older than Damien, was one of Vance Llewelyn sentinels, ensuring Vaughn could take care of himself. Plus, his new mate was a vampire with her own exceptional strength. But Payton was small, alone, and without a mate to help protect her. Damien knew he had to do everything he could to prevent her from being kidnapped.

Damien understood what drove his father. Damien wanted, more than anything, to return home, to his place of birth, to the place he grew up. But he also knew this was not the way.

He vowed to himself they would return someday when he was an alpha—and he would be alpha. His father and he both knew that Damien was stronger and smarter. Damien knew his father’s plans would only end in failure even if his father was too blind to see it.

Until then, he planned to do everything he could, in an honest and trustworthy way, to salvage what was left of the pack’s chances to make their way back to the place where they belonged.

He looked at his lap and sighed. He only hoped he was doing the right thing.

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The cat-shifter sat back in his favorite chair, put his feet up, and sipped his drink.

Tonight was the night, the night his whole life was about to change.

The famous proclamation, “The King is dead, long live the King!” rang through his head

Technically, his king was an alpha, but that was just semantics. And he wasn’t exactly dead yet, but he would be soon.

The cat-shifter glanced at his watch. By now, the first step in his plan—getting rid of the alpha’s children—was already taking place. He laughed out loud to the empty room. He had manipulated that stupid Dwyer Lowell into helping him. When he’d found out about Dwyer’s oldest son and successor had died, he’d known Dwyer would be vulnerable, and he was right.

He’d told Dwyer if he helped execute the Minnesota Pride’s alpha and helped him replace Vance, he would let Dwyer and the Minnesota Pack come back to Minneapolis. Stupid wolf. He had Dwyer right where he wanted him.

He’d paid Dwyer to kidnap and kill Vance’s son, Vaughn, his new daughter-in-law, and his daughter, Payton. Vance’s heirs had to be out of the way before he stood any chance of becoming the next alpha of the cat-shifters. He was smart, and he’d made sure the money trail led straight to Dwyer. The wolf wouldn’t know what had hit him.

He’d handled Dwyer pretty easily, and the only part they’d argued on was killing Vance. They both wanted the privilege. Dwyer held a strong grudge because of his pack’s exile, but the cat-shifter held a stronger grudge. His went way back before any feuding between the Pride and the Pack, and the right to take out Vance belonged to him. Dwyer could go fuck himself.

He took a sip of his drink and smiled. Once he found out about Vance’s children, the alpha would be vulnerable. That was when he would strike. Not only would he be rid of Vance, but Vance’s mate, Lilith, would be his—as she should have been from the beginning. It was just another reason for him to send Vance to hell.

The cat-shifter went over all the steps in his head. After Vance was gone, his sentinels would have to go, too. They were too loyal to Vance. Yes, there would be a lot of changes in the Pride before long. Soon, he would be alpha with Lilith at his side, and her belly would be full with his child. No one would dare question his authority.

The cat-shifter finished his drink with a gulp, glanced one last time at his phone, and relaxed. Yes, life was going to be good.

How about now? Are you finally excited?
We definitely are! We can’t wait to share Forbidden Heat with you! We hope you get as much pleasure out of reading it as we did writing it. Stay tuned for buying links, and until next time…

Happy reading!
R.L.

Forbidden Heat cover reveal!

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Viola Estrella over at Estrella Cover Art did it again. The new cover is awesome and goes with Forbidden Blood so well.
If you’re looking for a book cover artist, go check her out!
We hope to release Fobidden Heat in December, so watch for it.

Happy reading!
R.L.

R.L. Kenderson’s books on Goodreads

Forbidden Blood Forbidden Blood (Forbidden, #1)

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Forbidden Heat Forbidden Heat (Forbidden, #2)

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