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Enchanting His Mate
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Mallick's life is a horror movie. A disappointment to his insane, sadistic father, he has never hoped for more than just survival. But he finds everything he never dared to dream of in the form of one broken, dead, and buried man. Of course, just his luck—his own mate can't even stand the sight of him, not to mention the fact that he almost manages to kill Mallick on their first encounter.Adair shouldn’t be alive. He should have died with his mate more than two millennia ago. Yet here he is, and the one responsible for his awakening is none other than the son of his enemy. And why does the guy smell so enchanting? To say he reacts badly is an understatement.Is there any hope left for these two beaten souls? Will Mallick's forbidden dreams finally come true? Or is his mate too broken to accept the second chance he’s been given?

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So most of you know that Enchanting His Mate was 6 months ago and I've been slightly unproductive lately. My excuse is : life happens. Sorry. Good news though... hehehe. Gotta Love Dragons, book two in Fated series is almost done. Finally! Only one steamy sex scene left to write ...  Hope you all like it, there are some surprises with it (surprised me too lol).Now as for other news... I have one week off end of July and I plan on secluding myself, chained up in front of my laptop. To write. Write. Write.  This will be book Six in Return of the Originals. I know the pairing, I have sort of a plan already (I bought the booze and chocolate for desperate times when my muse is stubborn so yeah, all set.)
Wish me luck!

I recently got a message from a reader asking me if I dropped off the face of the planet. My answer: Almost. Between changing 3 countries and 5 rents in the last 9 months and trying to keep up with day job and writing (not to mention being a bridesmaid for my sister), yeah, I sometimes felt more dead that alive. And never more alive. Life is weird.

I'm sorry to say I neglected most of my accounts (except Facebook. Who can neglect Facebook, she's a demanding mistress!). But, but, but. I didn't neglect writing. Mostly. So off to the news part of this ranting.

1. Yes, I'm planning of continuing the Billy story. (For those who don't know some of my friends and I had a what if  game going on at ManLoveFantasies. Check it out for the great stories or for the next contest coming soon.)
2. Book 4 is out soon! What Book 4, you say? Return of the Originals, Drakon's Angel is ready for preorder already, hehhehehe. Here's some visual teasing:

Drakon's Angel

3. I had more, I swear. Hmmm, what was it...? Contest Time! I need you to help me choose between my WIPs before I go crazy, lol. Each comment left will sign you in for my giveaway, one copy of Drakon's Angel! The contest will run until the release day, 23rd September. This year, lol.

So which one should I finish writing first? These are the contenders:


1. Enchanting His Mate- Yup, this is Book 5 in Return of the Originals. Already 15k in and going strong. Keep your fingers crossed! Here's a teaser:
"…who?"
Who? Who? That was a voice! A male voice! Rugged and rasp from disuse or like the humans’ voices become from whisky and cigarettes. He could not guess the age, he could not see the person in his head, but the voice, that he heard clear as day. Oh. My. Gods!
He actually took a step forward, his legs quivering in jerky trembles as if he was pulled by an unseen force towards the green bushes at the garden’s entrance.
“Twinkie! Hell- Mallick!”
Mallick stopped as if he had hit a brick wall and let a pitiful whine full of –pain? He didn’t have time for this. He didn’t know what he was feeling, if it was him or the other person he felt in his head. He was more than confused and he needed time. Mallick also needed to focus and not forget what he needed to accomplish. The fate of the world was on his shoulders. Hopefully he’ll find allies here to share the burden.
“That’s the chapel with the remains of my family. You are free to visit it whenever you want.”
Mallick nodded, a dazed expression still on his face and followed rude guy in what appeared to be a small wing designated as a clinic. Or planned to follow. His entrance to what he had glimpsed as a small examination room suddenly was blocked by the hulking frame of a scowling blond mutant. The guy had to be a mutant with how build he was.

2. Fluffy Business- This is an older WIP, almost 20k in and has a more humorous tone in approaching a shifter-human pairing. First in a series of 5 books. Want a snippet? 

I'm not really a dog person. Ugh. Scratch that. I'm not at all a dog person. I'm the typical cat lover. Ugh. That sounded so much better in my mind. Anyway, what I mean is that I don't get all gaga over a dog. Sure they're cute, and fluffy and adorable with their puppy dog eyes begging for attention and… You get my drift.

Dogs demand attention. And time and a lot of care. Cats are more independent. They do their thing and let you do yours. Peacefully. Usually (waking in the middle of the night with an enraged and hungry jaguarondi pouncing on your chest can and will give a man a small heart attack, but that's a story for another time).

I was talking about dogs here before I divagated like I usually do. If you're wondering what's the point in all this, just bear with me a little more. Where was I? Ah, yes. Dogs and me liking them. Now, I can handle dogs. We get along just fine (usually), although we're not the best of friends, they like me just fine. Especially since I'm the dinner provider and if they eat me they won't get any food. We have some sort of agreement. They stop chewing my shoes and I don't scream their ears off. I throw a walk a day in the bargain. My mistake.

Thus my present predicament. Running in the park after the big mutt. This monster goes by the name Fluffy if you believe it. Yeah, I don't think he likes it either, he gets this annoyed look on his face, if a dog can look annoyed, and growls under his breath every time I call him that. So I save it for special occasions. Like now.

3. Moving Objects- Ghost story! Started this when I was living in Lincoln, practically on top of a cemetery. Fun, no? Yes, I'm weird. 

He blinked and froze. His body recoiled but there was nowhere to go. Nowhere to run. He opened the mouth to scream and the blood rushed in his lungs, choking him while the grotesque face floating right in front of him like it was made of tick streams of the vital fluid suffocating him, sneered at him.

Adrian jumped and grunted at the hard impact with the wood floor, his ears ringing. He gulped desperately for air and filled his lungs while tightly squeezing his eyes shut.

“Dream, dream. Just a dream. A fucking dream. Okay. You’re okay, Addy. Everything is okay. Open your eyes. Don’t be a coward, there’s no blood. Christ!”

He tautly rubbed his face and pressed his fingers on his eye sockets, trying to curb the jittery tremors coursing through him and hysterically laughed at the neurotic spooked state he was in.

“Christ, you’re a mess, Addy! No wonder it took you so long to see what bloody Roger was hinting at- you ‘re slipping, my boy.”

He ignored the whispering doubt plaguing him from forever, the niggling thought that he’ll end up bat-shit crazy like his mom, that he won’t even know when it will happen. Another deep breath and he slowly removed his hands. The room looked better in the daylight. The green was less puke-hospital in his bare walls and appeared to give the room a fresh, springy feel. Probably because of the luxuriant ivy framing half the room and window. Adrian had never seen such a lush, coily mass of live greenness in a room before. It reminded him of the old greenhouse he had once saw as kid in an architecture magazine left on the chairs of a best left forgotten metro station. No wonder he was having nightmares with green stuff trying to make a meal of him.

WHICH ONE? And a thousand apologies for the lack of editing.

PS. I remembered! Will have another surprise release for you soon, so keep in touch! Yeah, that should apply to me too. I know, I know. Kisses! Ta-Ta

His Imperfect Mate seems to be doing fine, much more hat I expected it. And book four is not finished yet...Sorry! I've been sick the last 2 weeks! The good news that I wanted to share is that I have 3 novels half finished that I'm trying to finish this month. One is book 4 in Return of the Originals while the other two are brand new series! They were supposed to be standalones but apparently I'm incapable of writing standalones :).

One is Fluffy Business which I already announced in my About page. Going well , but has some characters that are just asking for it, hehehe.

The other one is a short story that I wanted to self publish free for Valentine's. Yeah, well. The short story is now over 15k and my main character has developed a rare condition- he got himself a yummy twin, So, my short standalone story is at least 2 books now. One a ménage from what I see, that twin is a kinky beast!

Will update with blurbs! And titles! Going back to writing now.

His Imperfect mate, book 3 in Return of the Originals series is now_ ready to Pre-Order! Get your copy now to benefit from a discount! Limited time offer.


His Imperfect mate
[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, werewolves, light consensual BDSM, HEA]

All the Originals, beings that created all the supernaturals, have vanished a long time ago. 

Or did they now? Killa is one of them and he doesn't feel dead at all. Though that could happen any day now. He is hunted by one of his brothers and has nowhere to go. Unless he happens to find some of his old friends… He finds more than he bargains for.

Keen had barely survived his family's torture and his spirit is almost broken. Finding his mate lying wounded in the bed next to him is a dream come true. Until it transforms into a nightmare. The small wolf has enough experience with those to last him several lifetimes. 

Will Keen get his perfect ending or is his mate as imperfect as his life had been until now? Did he want Killa any other way than how he is? After all, they seem to be perfectly imperfect for each other.

Contest ended!
Winners are Sula, Denise and Margaret with a special mention to Zeoanne! Happy reading everybody! Don't forget to email me at aerynjaden@yahoo.com to claim your prizes!



I have 3 copies of Hard to Kill , the first book in Return of the Originals series to give. I pondered on how to decide who to give them to and this will probably end up completely arbitrary.
All you need to do to enter the contest is answer my questions. 

Question: What is your favourite type of shifter or magic user? And why?

More that 2 word sentences have priority. I'll reply to the winner answers. Ready, start, go!