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2019 Holiday Blog Tour – Nicola Cameron

Hello darlings, and let me send a big shout out to Cameron Allie for organizing this wonderful blog tour! Today I’ll be giving away copies of my Olympic Cove series (Storm Season, Breaker Zone, and Deep Water) as part of the festivities, so don’t forget to leave a comment here or on Cameron’s blog and tell me what’s your favorite thing about the holidays!

  1. What is your favourite Christmas song?
    All I Want For Christmas Is You
  2. What food do you most look forward to over the holidays?
    Proper homemade fruitcake, soaked in dark rum – it’s delicious!
  3. Do you have a holiday beverage you like? Alcoholic or non-alcoholic?
    My mom used to make an alcoholic holiday liqueur called glögg — we used to call it Swedish Rocket Fuel. My BIL had a big glass of it and wound up sleeping through Christmas. As for non-alcoholic bevvies, eggnog is always a favorite.
  4. Is there a book you like reading at this time of year?
    No, but I do like listening to the Patrick Stewart version of A CHRISTMAS CAROL while I’m cleaning.
  5. Do you participate in Boxing Day shopping? Is Boxing Day a tradition in your country?
    The husband is English so I know what Boxing Day is, but we don’t really have it in the States.
  6. Do you get your shopping done in advance or leave it to the last minute?
    I try to get it done in advance – that way I can focus on trying to finish up projects before the end of the year.
  7. What’s your favourite Christmas movie?
    Scrooged.
  8. When do you decorate your house?
    It depends – sometimes it’s the day after Thanksgiving, but last year was insanely busy and I didn’t decorate the house until a few days before Christmas, and that was only at the husband’s prodding.
  9. When you were a child what was the best Christmas gift you remember receiving?
    A Barbie Dream House. That was awesome.
  10. Is there a unique holiday tradition your family keeps?
    See #3.
  11. When do you open Christmas presents?
    Christmas morning.
  12. What’s your favourite outdoor winter activity? If it doesn’t snow where you live what makes it feel like Christmas to you?
    I live in northern Texas so we don’t get a lot of snow. Favorite outdoor winter activity is raking the leaves.

Milestones and future goals

Yesterday my MMF historical romance Behind the Iron Cross released on Amazon and Smashwords, with Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and iTunes to follow soon. While it’s my tenth full-length novel to be released, it’s also the first romance novel I ever started, back in April 2012. I quickly realized that 1) I would have to do a buttload of research on the period, and 2) I really didn’t have the novel writing chops necessary to do the story justice. While working on my assorted series over the next six years I wound up picking at Iron Cross on and off, doing research when I could and picking up information that would add to the background and worldbuilding of the story.

And then this September something clicked and I decided, “Okay, time to finish it.” Which threw my schedule completely out of whack, forcing me to drop Uncertainty Principle until next year, but I felt like it was time to get Iron Cross done and out. The weird thing is, I wasn’t consciously aware that this year was the centenary of the end of World War I, which plays a big role in the story. All I can say is, the subconscious is an amazing thing.

This is also my longest and darkest romance to date. I don’t know if that’s because it’s a historical romance set in between-the-wars Berlin or what, but 105,000 words still amazes me when I think about it. As for the dark themes, well, 1923 Berlin was not exactly Disneyworld, although God knows there was a buttload of partying going on at the various clubs and restaurants if you had money. As for the concept of a German army officer turning to prostitution to support his family, that was actually pulled from real life reports. The economy was absolute crap, hyperinflation was rampant, lots of soldiers were decommissioned and unable to find even menial jobs, prostitution had been normalized in Berlin, and if you didn’t want to join the criminal gangs and the right-wing militias called Freikorps wouldn’t take you, you didn’t have much of a choice.

Like I said, not the happiest of places. That being said, I very deliberately toned down the harsher historical aspects because this is a romance, after all, and I needed these three very different people to fall in love with each other. According to my editor and betas I succeeded, but time will tell with reviews.

Next up on the writing table are King of Blades (Two Thrones 4) and Windrider and the Deuce, which I’m writing concurrently. Windrider should be finished in two weeks and will be released as my holiday novella following the adventures of Bardahlson son #2 Ewan and a lovely and dangerous messenger from Ghobos who find themselves joining forces to stop a blackmailer from ruining a priestess’s life during Frostfair. That should be out by mid-December and King of Blades should be out by late December, so you’ll have lots of stuff to read between Christmas and New Year.

As for 2019, my current schedule includes the to-be-named romcom about two actors who find out they were accidentally married for real during a movie and have to get a divorce, Uncertainty Principle (Pacifica Rising 2), Shifter Woods: Scream, the yet-untitled Two Thrones 5, another romcom about Lily’s best friend Theresa, plus the re-release of Breaker Zone (Olympic Cove 2) and Two to Tango, which will be expanded and retitled Stealing Dmitri. So, yeah, busy year next year. But hey, it keeps me off the streets.

Breaker Zone up for Book of the Year at The TBR Pile!

breakerzone_smCalling all Breaker Zone fans! I just found out that book Two in the Olympic Cove series is up for Book of the Year over at The TBR Pile!

This is where you come in — I need you to go and vote for me. No registration is required, just a click of your mouse button. (Plus you would earn my undying gratitude by voting for me because the second half of this year has been sort of crap on the personal front and wining Book of the Year would do wonders for my peace of mind). So please go and vote for Breaker Zone, and I thank you for your support!

P.S. Empress of Storms has now paid off 100% of its production costs and 70% of its promotion costs. I may well break even before the end of the year — woohoo!

Evernight Readers’ Choice Awards Nominations @evernightpub

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Hey folks, it’s that time of year again. The 2015 Evernight Readers’ Choice Awards Nominations are now open! Here are the dates you need to know when participating:

Reader Nominations:  Monday, Nov. 9th – 18th
Voting:  Nov. 21st – 30th
Winners announced first week of December

Only Evernight books published between Nov 1, 2014 – Oct. 31 2015 are eligible.

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My Eligible Series and Books Are:
Links below go to those pages on this site (a new tab will open)

Olympic Cove (Books 2-3)

Breaker Zone
(Heroes: Dr. Nick Gardiner, Aidan, and Liam) Paranormal, Menage, BDSM, Gay, Fantasy, Erotic

Deep Water
(Heroes and Heroine: Poseidon, Amphitrite, and Griffin Moore) Paranormal, Menage, Gay, Fantasy, Erotic, Shifters/Vampires

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Don’t forget to add your name and email at the end of the form to enter for the chance to win a $25 Evernight GC.

VOTING LINK:  https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/GHVTTGH

Breaker Zone Blog Tour

My blog tour for Breaker Zone has now commenced! It’s scheduled to run from January 12-23, and you have well over TEN chances to enter and win a $50 Amazon gift certificate! Think of all that money for new books — how can you resist?

Here’s the schedule for the tour — go, enter, comment:

1/12

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1/15

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1/19

1/20

1/21

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1/23

Mid Week Tease: Breaker Zone #MWTease #MidWeekTease

MWTease15Welcome to 2015! And with the new year, here’s a teaser from Book Two of my Olympic Cove series, Breaker Zone (now available from Evernight Publishing and other online retailers of fine smut). In this scene, Nick is in mid-foreplay with his now-ex patient Aidan the merman. But I’m afraid something interrupts their happy ending (I’m so mean!).

Enjoy, and make sure to hit the list after the teaser to see other great Mid Week Teases!

When Dr. Nick Gardiner goes on the run from a psychotic ex and ends up at Olympic Cove, the last thing he expects to find is his friend Ian living with two redheaded demigods and learning how to be a storm god. Adding to the confusion is a wounded merman named Aidan who washes up in the cove, requiring Nick’s professional help. As it turns out, the handsome mer and his partner Liam have other plans for the ER doctor — to claim him as their agapetos, their destined mate, and fulfill his need to submit.

A chance encounter at a local junk shop reveals that Nick has his own role to play in the battle against the insane Nereid Thetis. Under the reluctant mentorship of Chiron, Nick must master the use of the Rod of Asclepius if he wants to rescue his mates from a ghastly fate and help Ian save the planet.

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The mer roamed over the dips and ridges of his lower abdomen, finding more spots that made his muscles shiver and clench. Nick focused on his white-knuckled grip on the sofa arm, the only thing anchoring him to obedience. For a moment he wished Aidan had tied his hands together. That way he could writhe freely under the merman’s mouth, unable to get away.

But in a way, this was even better. He had to focus on obeying, force his hands to stay where they were. He had to work to be a good boy, Aidan’s good boy.

And then the mer’s hot, wet mouth dropped onto the head of his cock, sucking hard once before pulling off with a soft pop. Nick clutched at the upholstery, moaning at the sensation of Aidan’s velvet tongue licking round and round his over-sensitized head before dropping down for a long, wet stroke straight up his shaft.

Aidan lingered on the head, delving into Nick’s slit and lapping up drops of pre-cum. “You taste amazing, chuisle,” he said. “Salty and clean. I love it.”

Before Nick could ask what the pet name meant, Aidan took his entire length in, massaging it with his lips and tongue. It was the first time a Dom had sucked him since Aaron, and he fought against thrusting up into that wet heat, desperately wanting more of it. In an embarrassingly short amount of time his orgasm began to build, the charge humming nicely between his cock and balls. “Sir!”

Aidan pulled off with a teasing lick and gave Nick a filthy smile. “Not yet, boy. You don’t come until I tell you to, you understand.”

He writhed, trying to obey despite his need to come. “Yes, sir.”

Aidan came back up, slotting their bodies together again. He winced suddenly, rubbing his injured thigh. “Ow.”

Nick blinked, shaking off the lure of subspace. “You okay?”

“Cramping a little.” Aidan grimaced apologetically. “I don’t think I can stay in this position. Let’s try something else.”

He flipped them, stretching out on the couch and pulling Nick over him in a kneeling position. “Yeah, that’s better,” he said, grinning. “Give me a show, boy. Rub on me.”

Nick sank down, making soft noises as his balls rubbed so sweetly along the mer’s dick. He moved forward a bit, wanting to feel that heat on his perineum. Imagining Aidan sliding along the furrow of his ass, so close—

Hands gripped his hips, holding him in place. “Please!” he begged.

“No,” Aidan said roughly, smacking him on the ass. The stinging pain went straight to his cock, making it burn. “Not yet. Behave yourself, or I’ll send you to bed.”

As long as you come with me, that’ll be just fine. Nick bit his lip but shifted back until his balls settled on top of the mer’s. “Sorry, sir.”

Green eyes narrowed as they studied him, but he could see an echoing need in their depths. “Keep your hands behind your back. You can only touch me with your body.”

Nick did, rolling his hips so that his sack rubbed against Aidan’s. “Like this, sir?”

“Oh, yeah.” Aidan’s hands dug into the muscle of his ass, guiding him. “Just like that, baby.”

It was a beautiful tease, just enough friction and rubbing to keep him rock hard, and not nearly enough to help him come. He looked down, ready to beg to be allowed to worship Aidan’s body with his hands and mouth—

The mer suddenly looked past Nick, eyes widening. “No!”

Something large wrapped around Nick’s throat, squeezing until his eyes bugged. He clawed at the hand, it’s a hand, struggling for air.

The massive hand wrenched him off Aidan’s body and sent him flying. He slammed hard against the wall and slid to the carpeted floor, air exploding from him in a creaking, diaphragm-emptying whoosh. Black and red flowers began to bloom around the edges of his vision.

Dimly, Nick stared up at the very tall, angry stranger now holding a trident at his throat.


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Evernight’s Holiday Hangover Blog Hop!

EPHolidayHangoverHopHappy New Year from Evernight!

Now that the Christmas cookies are gone, gifts unwrapped, and your holiday visitors have left, you’ve earned some well-deserved TLC. Evernight authors not only have the cure for your holiday hangover, they have fantastic new books for your 2015 reading list, too!

Be sure to visit every stop on the hop and answer each question. The more you blogs you hop, the more chances to win the GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini sponsored by Evernight Publishing (one entry per blog). Plus, hop each blog for a host of other fabulous prizes.

So sink into your favorite chair and enjoy your holiday hangover!


Hey, folks, Nicola here, and it’s time to add my personal bit to this post. We were requested to use a New Year’s or hangover theme for our post, so I thought, “What would be more appropriate than three gods sitting around a kitchen table drinking wine and commiserating”

breakerzone_smYes, it’s the (unedited) opening scene to Book Three in my Olympic Cove series, Deep Water. And if you want to see how it all got started, please check out Storm Season (Book One) and the newly released Breaker Zone (Book Two). Enjoy!

Three gods sat in a tidy cottage kitchen, sharing a bottle of rather fine wine.

This wasn’t an unusual occurrence for that particular kitchen. With mid-afternoon sunlight playing on its rack of copper pots and aged wooden cabinets, the room radiated a certain cheerful homeliness that could make even a divine being feel welcome. And if pressed, Poseidon (Ruler of the Sea, Earth-Shaker, Lord of Horses, et al.) was willing to admit that he felt surprisingly comfortable in his sons’ oh-so-mortal dwelling.

He definitely appreciated the vintage he was about to receive. Admiring the play of sunlight on crystal and liquid as the level of wine rose in his glass, he nodded when it had reached an acceptable amount.

The male across from him stopped pouring, putting the wine bottle back on the table. Poseidon found the simple act somewhat startling. After millennia of being served by daimons, the invisible spirits of the air that tended the gods of Olympus, he wasn’t used to corporeal hands doing something as mundane as pouring him a glass of wine.

Especially when those hands belonged to Ian West, the new Atlantian God. And, by an incredible concatenation of events that even I find hard to believe, my son-in-law.

Nonplussed, he took a sip. The rich, earthy taste of an excellent Bordeaux rolled over his tongue, and he swallowed with relieved pleasure. “From your wine cellar, I take it?” he said.

The other occupant of the table, a lean redhead with grey eyes, nodded. “I thought it would help, considering what we’re here to discuss,” the sea demigod Bythos said.

“Mm. So you have new information about the cause of Thetis’s madness?”

“We believe so,” Bythos said. “Nick was able to analyze some of her venom while she had him at her lair. He said it contained some kind of nanotechnology. That’s—”

“I know what nanotechnology is,” Poseidon said crisply. “That does come as a surprise. But it explains how she’s been able to turn various creatures into monsters.” He studied his son, whose had been briefly poisoned by the Mad Nereid’s venom. It had required Ian’s new powers, guided by Gaia, to cleanse him of the infection. “Do you know how she obtained this nanotechnology?”

“Unfortunately, no,” Bythos said. “And Nick didn’t mention any identifying marks on it.”

Dr. Nick Gardiner, a friend of Ian, had arrived at the cove a week ago after fleeing a deadly lover. He’d become the Bearer of the Rod of Asclepius in the process, and had endured his own encounter with the Mad Nereid. “Nick had to do his original analysis through Pythia and the Rod,” Ian pointed out. “Plus he had Thetis breathing down his neck. If we can get him some new samples, he might be able to ID who created the nanotech. There can’t be a lot of companies to choose from.”

Poseidon leaned back in his chair, long fingers toying with the almost full wine glass. “Best we take samples from an ilkothella, then,” he said. “It won’t be as powerful as Thetis’s venom, but it should still carry this nanotechnology.”

“Yes, except that the ilkothella has to be captured alive,” Bythos said. “Remember, they turn to sludge when killed.”

Ian shuddered. “How are we going to get one?”

“Aphros and his tritons are more experienced with the creatures,” Poseidon said. “I’ll have him set a squad on capturing one. Where would Nick wish to study it?”

“The cove would be the best place,” Bythos said, “but the protective geas would kill an ilkothella as soon as it came in. I’ll see about setting up some kind of holding pen outside the cove entrance.”

Ian grimaced. “Do we need to keep it alive once we have the sample? I mean, what if it breaks loose?”

Belatedly, Poseidon remembered that a small human town lay close to the cove. During summer, its residents would undoubtedly be spending time in the warm waters of the Atlantic, providing a veritable buffet for an ilkothella. “Make sure it does not break loose,” he ordered. “I have no wish for humans to become panicked if some of their number disappear while swimming.”

Before he could add anything else, there was a knock at the back door. It opened, revealing a lovely brunette carrying a leather messenger bag. “Aphros, are you home? I—”

She stopped as she spotted Poseidon, her bright expression changing to a bland mask. “Oh. I’ll come back later—”

Poseidon jumped to his feet. “No, wait,” he said, the words leaving his mouth before he could call them back. Embarrassed, he cleared his throat. “Aphros isn’t here, but if you wish to speak to Bythos I can step out for a moment.” He tried to smile. It didn’t come out well at all.

His consort Amphitrite glanced at their son, her expression gentling. “No, that’s all right. I just wanted to ask Aph about a recipe,” she said. “Liam wants to try making something called cassoulet. Apparently it’s Nick’s favorite dish.”

Bythos stood, crossing to his mother and kissing her cheek in greeting. “Aph is having a tactical meeting with his tritons,” he said. “He should be back in a few hours.”

Her smile returned. “Then I’ll come back at that time. Gentlemen.” She nodded at Ian and Poseidon.

Poseidon nodded back stiffly, not knowing what else to say. He waited until Bythos had walked the goddess out before dropping back into his seat. What with Nick and his mers joining, it appeared that Olympic Cove was a charmed place for those searching for their soul mates.

I curse both of you for your betrayal. May you never find happiness together.

His hand clenched at the memory, the voice still so familiar after all these centuries.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

He blinked, then glared at Ian. “I beg your pardon?”

The storm god sighed. “Look, it’s obvious you two have some long-standing problems. You’re free to tell me to fuck off, but if you want to talk about it, I’ll listen.”

For a fraction of a second Poseidon considered the offer. Then he realized how his sons’ mate was likely to respond to the revealing of his greatest failing. The very thought of it made him want to destroy something, preferably a continent.

“I … thank you,” he finally said through stiff lips. “But there is nothing on earth that can help.”

Ian’s eyes narrowed at that, but before he could say anything else Bythos came back into the kitchen. “Father, there’s a triton in the cove,” the demigod said, frowning. “He has a message for you from the Oracle.”

The Oracle of the Waters was one of the last surviving seers, the mouthpiece of the Fates themselves. “Why didn’t you bring him in?” Poseidon asked.

“There are humans on the beach launching a boat,” Bythos said, hooking a thumb over his shoulder. “It would be rather noticeable if an armored man suddenly walked out of the water. I told the triton to stay in the cove and wait for you.”

“A boat?” Ian went to the kitchen window, peering out at the beach. “That can’t be Nick’s. He doesn’t know how to sail.”

Bythos gave his mate a wry smile. “I suspect Ms. Kuttner has finally managed to rent out one of the other cottages,” he said. “It was bound to happen at some time. We’ll need to be more cautious moving in and out of the water. Speaking of that–”

He reached into thin air and pulled out a dusty bottle, handing it to Poseidon. “For the Oracle,” he said. “He does appreciate his tribute.”

Poseidon noted the bottle’s vintage, eyebrows rising in appreciation. “He does at that. Thank you, my son. This is … unexpected.”

A faint smile played over Bythos’s lips. “Let’s just say I’m hoping for good news.”

Poseidon nodded in silent agreement, then concentrated. The air molecules around his body shifted, rendering him invisible. Exiting the cottage, he spotted the crew of mortal laborers Bythos had described easing a sailboat into the calm water.

Poseidon tamped down a flicker of irritation. Passing undetected among mortals was simple enough to do, but he’d enjoyed the relative freedom of Olympic Cove and being able to move about without disguising himself. Oh, well. All good things must come to an end, I suppose.

He stepped into the warm water, moving swiftly into the depths and letting them close over him. He automatically checked the condition of the cove; the water was clean, the creatures in it healthy and thriving, and the protective geas laid on it by Bytho still held. No evil would enter the cove to threaten his sons and their mate, or their friends.

At least, not yet.


Okay, fine, I hear you say, but how do I get a chance at winning Evernight’s GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini and your blog prize, a saucy little plush merman doll named Dougal?

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Simplement, mon ami! Just answer this question in the comments (be sure to include your email address to be eligible to win): What was your most memorable New Year’s Eve?

And now, let’s continue with your Holiday Hangover hop!


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Well, that just made my Saturday

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Just received notification this morning that Breaker Zone is #44 on the Best Seller list at All Romance eBooks, and is currently in the top five position in Multiple Partners and BDSM. Guess I’d better get cracking and finish Deep Water, eh?

Also, my random number generator has selected the winners in the Breaker Zone Book Birthday giveaway, and Eva P. and Dani L. are my winners! I’ve sent you both emails with details — for everyone else, thank you SO much for participating!

Release Day: Breaker Zone (Plus I’m Running a Contest And Giveaway!)

breakerzone_smDo I have a last-minute Christmas present for you! Yes, Breaker Zone (Book Two in the Olympic Cove series) is now available from Evernight Publishing, Amazon, All Romance eBooks, Bookstrand, and other fine online retailers (if you get it from Evernight’s website you’ll save $1.50 off the cover price. Plus, if I get 25 sales through Evernight it becomes eligible for a print run, which would be awesome).

When Dr. Nick Gardiner goes on the run from a psychotic ex and ends up at Olympic Cove, the last thing he expects to find is his friend Ian living with two redheaded demigods and learning how to be a storm god. Adding to the confusion is a wounded merman named Aidan who washes up in the cove, requiring Nick’s professional help. As it turns out, the handsome mer and his partner Liam have other plans for the ER doctor — to claim him as their agapetos, their destined mate, and fulfill his need to submit.

A chance encounter at a local junk shop reveals that Nick has his own role to play in the battle against the insane Nereid Thetis. Under the reluctant mentorship of the centaur Chiron, Nick must master the use of the Rod of Asclepius if he wants to rescue his mates from a ghastly fate and help Ian save the planet.

And to celebrate my book birthday I’m running a contest. Grand prize is this absolutely beautiful pendant from Belaurient Arts. It’s a freeform azurite/malachite cabochon wrapped with sterling silver wire, and comes with a silky black cord necklace.

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The runner up prize is a $25 gift certificate from Amazon. To win, all you have to do is leave a comment on the bottom of this page wishing me a happy book birthday. And since we’re looking down the barrel of Christmas and I know everyone’s busy right now, I’ll run this contest from now until December 26, when I’ll pick the winner.

Good luck and happy reading!

Breaker Zone releases tomorrow!

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Good news, Olympic Cove fans! The second book in the series, Breaker Zone, will be available TOMORROW! Talk about the perfect last-minute Christmas stocking stuffer!

When Dr. Nick Gardiner goes on the run from a psychotic ex and ends up at Olympic Cove, the last thing he expects to find is his friend Ian living with two redheaded demigods and learning how to be a storm god. Adding to the confusion is a wounded merman named Aidan who washes up in the cove, requiring Nick’s professional help. As it turns out, the handsome mer and his partner Liam have other plans for the ER doctor — to claim him as their agapetos, their destined mate, and fulfill his need to submit.

To celebrate the release, I’ll be hosting a contest on my various social media sites as well as here, with lovely little giveaways such as Amazon gift cards and custom sterling silver jewelry from Belaurient Arts commissioned for this book. If you liked the Nereid’s Band I gave away for Storm Season, wait until you see what I have in store for Breaker Zone.

And if you’re a reviewer or blogger and would like to participate in the Breaker Zone blog tour running from January 12 – 23 courtesy of Enticing Journey Book Promotions, I cordially invite you to go here and sign up!