- Skye and Liza started writing it over Facebook Messenger before moving it to Google docs
- They did not plot it out before writing it (something that makes Liza VERY nervous, to the point where she turned into a clingy girlfriend and messaged Skye constantly with questions)
- Lysander’s name was Tyler until a third into writing the manuscript
- The legend of the Lorelei is a real legend, originating in Germany, and you can visit the statue
- While talking about the untitled work-in-progress, Liza called it “the Skyza book”
- The book was finished before they realized Avery didn’t have a last name. Liza picked Bennett because she’s a Pride & Prejudice fan
- Charles was half elf before Skye and Liza decided he should be half faerie lord
- Keira Blackwood, another paranormal romance author (and Liza’s other coauthor) designed the cover
- The “real” Song of Blood (lyrics to the tune of “My Favorite Things” that Liza wrote after reading one of Skye’s battle scenes) was a random comment Liza threw into the margin of the manuscript as a joke
- Skye wrote the German words that Avery sings to heal Tasha
- A placeholder title on their Google doc read “Avery’s Epic Vandemic Tale”
- While writing and editing, Liza and Skye teased each other constantly about British English vs. American English
Y’all know how I ❤ my big cat shifters. Those giant kitties are fierce sweethearts. With the help of some author friends, I’ve gathered together a great selection of big cat shifters for you to check out!
Each of these books is available at multiple retailers, so tap the title and author (not the book covers!) for the universal link!
Filthy Alpha, by Liza Street. Fake mates? Or fated mates? These two unlikely lovers have to figure it out while dangerous forces stalk their territory.
Pride of Africa, by Tori Knightwood. Pride of Africa and Night Spots are workplace romances with exotic settings that will make you want to buy a one-way ticket to Africa. These steamy stand-alones feature a billionaire lion shifter and a charming leopard shifter who find their happily-ever-afters.
Catnip Assassins, Books 1-4, by Skye MacKinnon. Assassin. Private Investigator. Cat shifter. Books 1-4 in the action-packed Catnip Assassins urban fantasy series, together in one volume for the very first time!
Saving Jace by Rebecca Rivard. Shifters. Dark fae. And a human who’s more than she seems…
Tiger Crown by Laura Greenwood. Newly arrived at Sabre Woods Academy, the last thing on Kayra’s mind is the Tiger Throne. But when events unfold that put the tiger shifter centre-stage, she has no choice but to compete to win the Tiger Crown.
Change in the Light by Tami Lund. Shifter pack master Josh doesn’t know his human lover is using him. Rachel doesn’t know he isn’t human. When their hearts become entangled and two worlds collide, it’s anybody’s guess where the pieces will fall and who will survive.
❤ I hope you’ve found some new favorites in this list! Feel free to share others you like in the comments so other readers can enjoy them, too!
Filthy Alpha, Jase and Blythe’s story, is out now!
Writing these two was such a blast–I haven’t written a fake relationship story before (umm…that I can remember! Correct me if I’m wrong!) and watching these two finally get over their hang-ups and go for it was immensely satisfying! Jase is just a great guy all around, and Blythe’s prickly exterior is her only defense to protect her very tender heart.
Anyway, I hope y’all love these two characters as much as I do!
Filthy Vandal is out now! This is a prequel novella to the Junkyard Shifters series, but it’s a complete story and stands alone. It introduces the Junkyard and features Grant and Caitlyn. ❤
“The shoulder is fine,” he said, taking in her appearance. Something about his gaze caused little flickers of pleasure in her belly. He didn’t leer at her like the other guys had done. “You’re looking better.”
See, the fake smile had worked. “Thanks. But your shoulder?”
“It’s fine. Already healed up.”
“No, I should’ve tended to it yesterday, but let me take a look now.” She’d been selfishly involved in her own struggles and completely ignored there was an injured person right in front of her. If the wound got infected, how would they treat it? It wasn’t like they could rush to the hospital.
He lifted up his sleeve. “It’s already gone, see?”
His muscular bicep was distracting and entirely unscathed. Maybe she’d mixed up which arm had been hurt. “Show me your other one.”
Grinning, he turned and lifted his other sleeve. More tanned skin covering perfect muscles. Not even a scar in sight.
“Tell me what’s going on,” she said.
“I told you about magic.” His voice was quiet, his green eyes guarded.
“Magic healed you?” She reached tentatively toward his arm. When he didn’t draw back, she smoothed her palm over his skin.
The contact made her breath catch in her throat and she yanked her hand away. A feeling. More than a feeling—a need. It swirled through her lower abdomen, gathering heat.
“What…?” She looked into his eyes.
He looked nearly as surprised as she felt. “What did you just do?”
“I don’t know. Nothing.” Her heart pounded away in her chest, double-time. She would probably break the blood pressure machine she’d used to monitor her aunt’s declining health if she were to hook herself up to it right now. Holding her hand out once more, she said, a half-smile on her face, “Can I touch you again? For science?”
He snickered, which gave her a jolt of pleasure. She liked amusing him, apparently, although she had no idea why.
“I am a nurse,” she murmured. “I worked in a hospital and everything.” Reaching out again, she touched his upper arm. Again, that feeling of need and desire flowed through her veins.
Grant nodded, as if a question had been answered, but she didn’t remember asking him one.
“Can I touch you?” he asked. “Also, you know, for science.”
She held out her arm. Instead of running his palm over it like she’d expected, he grabbed her and yanked her into his lap. She let out a shout of surprise.
“You okay?” he asked.
“No, you just manhandled me, you big brute.” But strangely, she didn’t mind. Both of his hands were on his arms, gliding over her skin, igniting that warm feeling of need in her once again.
Aaaahhhh I love this couple, you guys! Marcus and Jessica are just so funny and sweet and sexy together. I had the best time writing their dialogue.
It wasn’t just Jessica’s question that had sent Marcus running—it was her scent, her smile, her curves. It didn’t matter that she was in the Junkyard against her will, by a total accident. He wanted her.
And fuck if that didn’t make him an even worse person than he’d felt before.
A helpless human woman was trapped in the Junkyard and he was no better than the other pricks in here, half-hard all the time just from the sweet floral scent that rose from her skin like some kind of drug.
This all-encompassing desire was going to be the death of him, he was sure of it.