Writing update and great alpha females over at Heather Long’s blog.

Quick writing update: I’ve been off the interwebz the last few days as I am so behind with my writing. Lot’s of renovations stuff has thrown my schedule out the window and I need to catch up. Today, I got down about 6k words, which I am pleased with. I’ve been writing Jake’s story and I’m really liking where it is going. Jake is Drew’s brother from Wolves at the Door. He’s handsome as they come, and a bit of a player, but he meets his match in my heroine, Cait.

Which brings me to the subject of writing great alpha females to match the hot alpha males us shifter writers come up with. There are endless blog posts about the best alpha males, or how to write alpha males, but Heather Long has a really interesting blog post all about great alpha females. Head over to her blog here for a look see: http://heatherlongauthor.blogspot.co.uk/2015/11/on-writing-wolves-best-alpha-females.html

Bye for now 🙂

Skye x

Cover reveal – Drakon by Reveca Beauregard!!

Today I have such a sexy cover reveal for you!! Drakon, by Reveca Beauregard. Take a look at the pretty!


Here’s the Blurb:

Scarlett Kingfin was forced to run when her life went up in flames, literally. Her home was scorched, and her sister was missing. She was armed with nothing more than a set of coordinates and a fierce temper.

Her twisted path led Scarlett right into the lair of Draxton Drakon, the ruling alpha dragon shifter of the Drakon Clan. His kind owned the seas. Sailing through mystic barriers, they often returned home with their spoils—to the home Scarlett had forgotten. Much like she had forgotten she was his mate, the missing half to his fiery soul.

Strife, tension, and undeniable magnetism stand between the lovers when they’re face to face again. Her presence not only represents a broken royal vow, but also spurs a wicked prophecy of a lethal war between the immortals. Explosions, kidnappings, unveiled truths, and twisted rivalry shroud Draxton and Scarlett’s every step. Their dragons deep within are invincible. Will the hearts of the man and woman be strong enough to survive the hell their rise will inflame?

preorder drakon

If that scorching cover and hot blurb have made you want to get busy with the one-clicky – here’s the Amazon link:


Lookee what I got! And a great author interview at Paranormal Romance Lovers.

Hey guys,

Check out this amazing little book I picked up yesterday:


It has so many tales of old British legends. The chapter I’m most interested in is the one on Dragons. The Romans in the British Isles used to have a military standard topped by a dragon. Reconstructions of the standard often use red cloth as this was the color of the Roman army uniforms. It has been speculated that this is the origin of the Welsh dragon, said to have been the battle standard for King Arthur!


There’s heaps more interesting dragon facts, and some of them may be finding their way into future books!

Last but by no means least, check out this awesome interview with PNR author, Elizabeth Varlet over at Paranormal Romance Lovers. What a cool lady she is! http://pnrlovers.com/interview-with-author-elizabeth-varlet/

The Snarkology Halloween Hop!

*WInner picked and emailed – thanks to all who took part!*

Welcome to the Snarkology Halloween hop!!

Snarkology Halloween Blog Hop 2015

We have giveaways, fun blog posts and so much more.

This year we have some amazing authors participating.

So get ready to trick, treat, and party with us! October 26-31st.

Check out all the participating blogs for individual prizes and giveaways here: http://www.thesnarkology.com/snarkology-halloween-hop-oct-26-31st/

There is also a hop wide giveaway with incredible prizes up for grabs! To enter go here – and remember, the more you do, the more chances to win! http://goo.gl/forms/e1BlpY69bj

Okay – my post this hop is a list of my fave scary reads.

So scary it’s good!

I mostly read romance but every now and again I like to cross to the dark side and read me some scary stuff! The following books are my favorites. *For a chance to win an e-copy of one of my books comment here at my blog and tell me your fave scary/gothic/dark reads.* I will pick three winners at random on the 1st November and they can choose an e-book.

First on my list is the brilliant but horrifying, Cujo, by Stephen King.


It’s difficult for me to choose between this and Salems Lot. Both are utterly terrifying, but Cujo is so relentless. You get this feeling while you are reading it of being tied down to the train tracks and knowing something is coming at you full speed, but you’re unable to get off the damn tracks. It’s sad as well as scary.

Dark Matter, by Michelle Paver.

dark matter

This book is so good. It’s short and succinct but scary as hell. It’s also pretty much one of the most atmospheric books I’ve ever read. It is set in the Arctic Circle when the daylight is fading and endless night is upon the land! A group of explorers are doing scientific work there and are alone in a log cabin in the wilderness. This book really drew me in. It’s a slow build, creepy horror but so much more. It also says a lot about the time the book is set in, and about class, and unrequited love! It has it all 🙂

The Terror, by Dan Simmons.

the terror

Another book set in the arctic. This novel got me really interested in the doomed Franklin expedition to find the Northwest Passage. Simmons takes a factual (and already horrifying) tale and weaves it with spiritual elements, ghostly goings on, and strange monsters. It’s a long read, but it’s a really good one full of historic detail.

Little Red Riding Hood.

ittle red riding hood

What? A kids story! But this is a scary story when you really think about it. In fact earlier versions are rumored to be so much darker. In earlier tales the wolf cooks the grandma and serves her up to Red! Other early versions have Red getting into bed with the wolf naked. In some of the older folklore myths, the wolf is more akin to a werewolf. I was obsessed with this story as a kid. When I became a teenager I read the Angela Carter take on the tale – The Company of Wolves. In this the sexual undertones are front and center. Is it any wonder I ended up writing shifters 😉

My own novella – Wolves at the Door has a nod to the red riding hood stories, and has a touch of horror to it amongst the erotic romance. It’s available as part of the Shifters Gone Alpha boxset, but is soon to be re-released on its own with added scenes and a new chapter.

And if you like Dragon Shifters, be sure to check out a new anthology that I’m part of. Flight of Dragons features ten fiery dragon tales from a group of fantastic authors.


My own story in the set is hot MMF menage. We’ve been getting some rave reviews and it is only $0.99 – for a limited period of time. Check it out here at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Flight-Dragons-Shifters-Paranormal-Romances-ebook/dp/B012EJ3FIS/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1445856504&sr=8-4&keywords=skye+jones

That’s all from me for now. Check out the other blogs and don’t forget the main giveaway. Comment here for chance to win an ebook! Happy Halloween hopping.

Great shifter reads – rec’d by Kim Faulks.

Fellow author, Kim Faulks, has a great blog post about her five fave shifter reads. There’s some classics on there – and some sexy stories.

There are a couple I’ve not read, and am off to one-click right now!

For some great reading ideas head over to her blog for a look see: http://www.hauntingfiction.com/my-five-favourite-shifter-romance-reads/

An insight into the Scottish Knoydart Peninsula, setting for Shifters of the Glen.

My new series, Shifters of the Glen, is set in a remote area of Scotland. Often this region – the Knoydart Peninsula – is referred to as Europe’s last great wilderness. Both the peninsula – and the rugged terain leading to it, are only accesible by foot or boat. Indeed, CNN named it as one of the last ten great wildernesses on Earth. http://www.visitscotland.com/blog/highlands/knoydart-peninsula-one-of-the-last-great-wilderness-areas/

When I read about a place so inaccesible, I knew it would be the perfect location for my shifter series.

For this new series, I wanted somewhere to base my Scottish shifters that would be wild and untamed. I’ve visited the Highlands before, and the rugged landscape is breathtaking, and at times inhospitable. You can walk for days in some areas without seeing another soul. What better place for a group of preternatural beings to hide away from the rest of the world?

For more about the area you can take a look at this beautiful video of the region: http://www.theguardian.com/travel/video/2013/jun/11/britain-wilderness-scotland-knoydart-peninsula-video

More great reviews for Claimed by Desire, and progress on Wild Hunters 3.

Thanks to Literary addicts for their spotlight of Eva Millien’s review of Claimed by Desire.

Go here to see the post: http://literaryaddicts.ning.com/profiles/blogs/spotlight-review-claimed-by-desire-wild-hunters-2-by-skye-jones

Claimed by Desire also received a lovely review over at Prism Book Alliance. Check out the review by PizzyGirl here: http://www.prismbookalliance.com/2015/09/claimed-by-desire-wild-hunters-2-by-skye-jones-book-review-by-pizzygirl/

I’ve been working on Hawk’s story, book 3 of the series. It’s killing me. Hawk isn’t doing anything I expect him to, and Will’s almost given up on a relationship between them ever happening. Why oh why do my characters torment me this way! In fact Hawk is turning into a bit of a bastard. I think I’ve written my first hero who borders on being an anti-hero. I kind of love him though, is that wrong?

Cover Reveal and sneak peek!

I’ve got a cover reveal today for you, and a sneak peek at an excerpt from Resplendent Ruin, coming soon, by Bella J.

Just take a look at this beautiful cover!


And here’s the blurb:

Resplendent Ruin (Resplendence #1) Blurb

Juliette Mason had it all—the perfect job, the perfect home, the perfect fiancé. She lived the perfect life. Until everything started to slowly fall apart.
Daniel, her attractive and success-driven fiancé, was the love of her life. For years she wanted nothing more than to finally walk down the aisle, to be Mrs. Daniel Clarke. But as time went by, the cracks in their relationship started to come to the surface, and Juliette found herself in a place she never imagined she would be. It was a place where she started to question everything about her life and her dreams, a place where nothing about her life made sense anymore—a place where she found Knox Taylor.
Knox didn’t count on falling in love. In fact, Knox didn’t count on anything really. He was blissfully happy living a fast life of reckless behavior, impulsive decisions, and beautiful women. He lived the perfect life of a flourishing bachelor—but then she happened.

Sounds good 🙂 Just to wet your appetite here’s an excerpt:

“Why are you in my room?”
Juliette yelped and jumped at the same time. She dropped the cuff which was still clutched in her hand, and the sound echoed through the room as it clashed against the bedpost.
“Oh my God,” she breathed, holding her hand against her chest. Her heart was beating a hundred miles an hour, and she could feel all the blood drain from her body, rushing to her burning cheeks.
“Why are you in my room?” His voice was right behind her now, and she swallowed hard. Not wanting to turn around and let him see the embarrassment on her face, she kept her back to him.
“I’m sorry,” she muttered and tried to scurry past him. But before she was able to make a getaway, he reached out and grabbed her wrist. A shockwave of extreme undiluted need shot up from his touch, through her spine, straight to her core. Holy crap, she couldn’t breathe.
His stare burned through her skin and her body felt like it was on fire. Startled by what she felt, she looked up at him.
His midnight hair was damp and unruly as ever, and his face slightly flushed.
There was no stopping her gaze from moving down.
“I, um…I…” She couldn’t think of a single thing to say, not one damn thing as she stared at his incredibly well-built, unbelievably toned chest with the faint dusting of black chest hair.
Down, down, down—like Alice in the rabbit hole—her attention went, until they reached the very prominent, very masculine V. Or what Lexi would call it, the “penis-pointer.”—Oh no, she didn’t? Did she just think about his…
Yes. Yes, she did.
“Up here, sweetheart,” he said, still clutching her wrist.
Her gaze shot up, another wave of embarrassment making its way to her already burning face. He had that damn arrogant grin he wore so well on his face. He knew the effect he had on her. He knew every dirty little thought that flashed through her mind during the last five seconds. Smug bastard!
She jerked her arm out of his hold and her skin instantly mourned the loss. “I just came to return your jacket.” It was a miracle that she didn’t stutter since she couldn’t form a single sentence in her head.
His arm dropped to his side and her eyes followed the movement. That’s when she noticed the white towel wrapped around his waist. For a split second the thought of what was behind that flimsy white towel made her thighs clench and her stomach tighten.
Look away!
He cocked a brow. “And you needed to put it in my room?”
“Well,” she searched for words, or an explanation, or something, “I just wanted to make sure you got it back safely.” Well, I certainly aced that explanation.
He looked at her suspiciously, and then his eyes went dark. “Whatever. You can leave now.” He dismissed her.
Oh hell no!
She gave a step forward. “Do you think that women actually find this whole jackass approach of yours attractive?” she spat out.
“I don’t know, do you?”
Struggling—yet again—to think on her feet, she just stared at him, completely blank. Nice.
He gave a step toward her, traces of the darkness in his eyes she saw a second ago gone. What she could only interpret as a sexy-as-hell grin crossed his face, showing off his ridiculously distracting dimples.
I want to trace those dimples with my tongue… Stop!
All of a sudden the entire atmosphere between them changed from awkward, to angry, to—electrifying. Her skin tingled, and she was suddenly painfully aware that except for the flimsy towel wrapped around his waist, he was completely and utterly naked.
With somewhat furrowed brows and the corners of his mouth pulled back just enough for her to wonder if he was about to smile or frown, he slowly started toward her. With each step he took, she instinctively gave one step back. This was probably what trapped prey felt like being stalked by a wild, hungry predator. Adrenalin would pump through the prey’s veins as it prepared to run for its life or brace itself for impact. The only difference was that the adrenalin pumping through her veins was for an entirely different reason than wanting to escape her predator. In fact, she wanted to run to the predator.
Stupid, stupid prey!
She inhaled sharply when her back hit the wall. Her body started to shiver as he leaned into her. Heat burned through her skin while her heart beat wildly inside of her chest.
He placed his hands flush against the wall just above her shoulders and looked down at her, his eyes a frenzy of heat and seduction. Every inch of her body felt electrified, like it was leaning over the edge of unadulterated lust in search of ecstasy.
He cocked his head to the side and he stared at the soft, exposed skin of her neck. She was pretty sure he could have seen the vein pulsating to the rhythm of her heart. She felt completely intoxicated by the way he moved, the way he smelled, and the way it felt having him so close up against her. She closed her eyes and felt him slowly trace the edge of his nose up her neck, all along her jaw until she could feel his lips brush against her ear.
“Tell me, Jules,” he whispered, the words coated with sheer unmistakable allure.
“Tell you what?” she asked dazed. She could not remember what the hell they were talking about.
He focused all his attention on her lips while he kept his mouth mere inches from hers. It was complete agony having his lips so close to hers and not being able to feel it.
“Do you find my jackass approach attractive?”
His warm breath waved over her wet lips and an inferno of flames erupted inside of her, leaving her incapable of thinking about anything else than what his lips would feel like pressed firmly against hers.

Guest Blog! Seduction in Sierra Leone, by Olivia Night.

Hi guys,

I’m thrilled today to have a guest blog all about Seduction in Seirra Leone, by Olivia Night – book one of The Men Of FTI.


Olivia decided to send along sexy leading man, Brandt Fairlane to talk to us. So without further ado let us here what he has to say 🙂

Character Interview

Brandt Fairlane, CEO Fairlane Trade International


Where and when were you born?

I am not sure. I know my family lived on the West Coast of the United States and they still do, but my first memories were in Cambodia.

Where have you lived?

I’ve lived all over the world, but most concentrated in Africa and the Middle East.

Family members?

My brother Patrick, okay he’s not really my brother but we’ve been a family since we were street rats in Cambodia. Logan is like my family too.

Do you have a job? What is it? Do you like it? If no job, where does your money come from?

I’m the CEO of an arms company, Fairlane Trade International. My company distributes arms to most governments in the Middle East and in Africa. I don’t hate it. I’m good at it. I’m really good at it.

What is your boss or employer like? (Or publisher, or agent, or whatever.)

Rick was an asshole. Which is why he’s not my boss anymore. I found out he had expanded the company, at that point not mine, to include human trafficking. So I took it over. Now its mine.

What annoys you more than anything else?


Have you ever been in a physical fight before? Over what, with who, and who won?

(Brandt chuckles) Yea. Too many times to say what they were all over. I won. I always win. Okay, maybe once Patrick bested me. But don’t tell him I admitted to that. I would never hear the end of it.

What’s the worst thing that can be done to another person?

I think that depends on what a person fears the most.

If you had one wish, what would it be?

That I had made sure I had killed Rick. I thought I had. I should have made sure he was dead.

What is the thing that has frightened you most? Do you think there is anything out there that’s scarier than that?

When my worse nightmare was realized and I had placed Aislinn in danger. There is nothing scarier than knowing the woman you love is in danger or could be hurt. It goes beyond being scared. You have to tell yourself to keep breathing, to keep functioning. You are so beyond terrified that your body won’t function unless you tell it to.

Do you think redemption is possible? If so, can anyone be redeemed, or are there only certain circumstances that can be?

I didn’t until recently. I didn’t think I could be. Aislinn changed that for me. But no, I don’t think everyone can be redeemed. After I saw what Rick had done I can say for sure that he can’t be redeemed. There’s a certain point that you can’t come back from. He stepped over the line a long time ago.

What is your current short term goal?

Making sure Aislinn has everything she could ever need or want.

What is your current long term goal?

Making sure Aislinn has everything she could ever need or want.


In the mangroves of Sierra Leone, two strangers raised a world apart find themselves inextricably connected. Seduction in Sierra Leone, the first in a series of three novels, is a fast-paced tale of murder, lust, and love that transports the reader to a foreign and mysterious world of danger.
Aislinn Salameh, an American relief worker, is searching for purpose in her self- imposed lonely world. The stranger who enters her village on a blistering hot day looks more animal than man. She knows she should stay far away but can’t stop herself from being drawn to the mysterious man.
Brandt Fairlane is a man haunted by the sins of his past. Detached from others, Brandt has spent his life alone. His line of work is too dangerous for the luxuries of love and family.
When Brandt sees Aislinn and her haunting eyes, he knows he must possess her. But when Brandt’s past comes back from the dead and Aislinn is caught in the crossfire, it is up to him to keep her safe. In order to survive, they must learn to rely on one another. As they run for their lives, the heat between them becomes undeniable. Now, Brandt must not only protect Aislinn from a madman committed to stealing her away but he also must protect her from himself. Because if Brandt steals her body and her heart, he’ll never let her go.

Excerpt from Seduction in Sierra Leone

The Men of FTI, Book One
Olivia Night

As he got closer to her, he realized there was something different about her eyes. He was a few feet away when he realized what it was. With the realization all oxygen left his body in a rush. It felt as if he had been punched in the gut. His heart stuttered. Shit, it did something weird at the sight of her. The woman’s eyes were…? He couldn’t think of word that would fit. And then it struck him. They were haunting, the color of a cucumber slice. Not the skin of the cucumber but inside. A pale, shivering light green. Her eyes widened as she realized he was looking at her. He could see, even from the distance, a small blush creeping up her cheeks at being caught staring. She was beautiful. All smooth pale skin and green eyes. He felt his dick jump. He almost looked down. It had been a long time since he had thought about his dick. And it was another man’s woman who was making him all too aware of it.
He felt heat course through him. Her tiny body had been placed purposefully behind the taller man. But Brandt could still make out her smooth legs and accommodating hips, accommodating as in she could spread those lush legs and accommodate his body between them. She was no doubt the man’s girlfriend, and here Brandt was thinking things that only a boyfriend should be allowed to think. Shocked at his own thoughts, he attempted to look away, but in the end, it was like pulling strips of Velcro away from each other. He wanted to close the distance between them, place his hands on the other man’s neck, twist, feel the snap, and watch the man drop to the ground. Then he would curl his fingers around the women’s neck, bring her to him, and angle her head so that he could kiss her. He shook his head like a man in a proverbial cartoon trying to expel the foreign thoughts and images. Envious. He was feeling envious of a man he didn’t know and a woman he had barely glimpsed. It was wholly inappropriate. He’d kill another man for thinking of his woman that way. Well, if he had a woman. Like the one he was staring at.
Fuck, he had to get a grip. For Christ’s sake, he was mooning over her like a teenage boy. Giving himself a mental ass-kicking, he averted his eyes and greeted Brima. He began to walk up the path to Brima’s home. But, as he walked, a magical sound floated over to his ears. She was laughing. His skin tingled at the musical note. His body tightened. Fury rose inside of him, a feeling he wasn’t expecting, a feeling that surprised him. She was laughing at the man who had been standing in front of her. Hatred for the unknown man charged through him like a herd of wild horses. Was he screwing her? His stance had been clear; it had said mine. Brandt wanted to eliminate the man, the threat. Bile rose at the idea of her lying beneath that man. Brandt realized he wasn’t envious. He was jealous. He had never been jealous. It was a useless emotion, and it got people killed in his line of work. If you wanted what someone else had, you simply took it. Jealousy could slow a man down. But he was. He was jealous. It screamed inside of him to move quickly, to take her from the man who was really just a baby. To make her his. To tie her to him in every way possible until she admitted that she was his. He wanted to mark her as his, use his teeth to mark her neck, her breasts, her stomach, the insides of her thighs. His. Fuck.
He had to stay far away from this woman. No woman needed a man like him. No woman deserved a man like him, one who would want to own her. He wasn’t one for laughter and cuddling. Puppy shit. Women wanted puppy shit. This woman, whoever she was, deserved more than Brandt could ever give. Brandt had to stay the fuck away from her. Because he didn’t give up what he made his.

Author Bio

Olivia Night, a fictional character herself, has always been an avid read and writer. She found the romance genre in college and has never been able to get enough. One sleepless night, the main characters of Book One in her Seduction series sprang from her head fully formed. They demanded she tell their story; so she did. As they revealed themselves, so did two other intriguing characters. Those characters convinced her to give them their own books because their stories were worth telling too. And so Olivia suddenly became a romance author. When Olivia is not writing, she has the best job in the world, which, too, will remain a secret. In her free time, she reads, write, runs, or is, most likely, out emulating Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Olivia lives in one of the most diverse and vibrant cities in the U.S.—Baltimore. She lives with her cat, which she is convinced was a gladiator in his past life. Olivia plans to continue being awesome at this thing called life. Really, that’s her only goal.

Website: Olivianight.weebly.com
Twitter: @olivianightread
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/olivianightauthor

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Writing progress

Things have been a little slow writing wise, due to health issues at casa Jones. But I’m slowly getting my mojo back.

I have finished the sequels to Wolves At the Door, the M/F shifter romance featured in the Shifers Gone Alpha boxset. Now they need a lot of edits. I am wondering about doing a spin off series from the Wolves at the Door world. I have an idea that won’t leave me alone.

I have the third in the Wild Hunters world sketched out, but not written yet. This was going to be Will and Hawk’s story, but as I’ve been doing character work and plotting, it is morphing from a m/m to a m/m/f romance. This is due to Hawk, who so far is a bit of a b*******d. Will needs someone to share with him the ups and downs of trying to tame Hawk. My characters always seem to throw a spanner into the works of the story arcs I have planned for them.

I also have a burning desire to write Kate’s story, (Aeron’s mother from Claimed by Desire, Wild Hunters 2) and she wasn’t intended to have her own book.

Reading wise, I am currently having a break from my Kristen Ashley binge – so I will have some left to read! I’ve started a couple of dark new adult novels, and I have a whole ton of books lined up on my kindle. Plus a ton of reviews to get up on Goodreads, which I am horribly behind on!

What are you reading right now?