N.D. Wylders’s Don’t Call Me Iron Man Cover Reveal!! #coverreveal

wpid-wp-1414992528247.jpegSo to make this a little more interesting than just showing off my sexy cover and giving you a quick snippet from my new upcoming release from Decadent, I thought I’d give you some fast five’s at each blog who is featuring my new shiny cover. That way you get to know a bit about the crazy characters and the fantastic world of Sisera that is featured in Don’t Call Me Iron Man.  And for this stop you’re going to get a quick glimpse into the villain of my story, the up to no good, Queen Theria.

Fast Five about our villainess:

  1. She is willing to blackmail anyone if it will benefit her clutch .
  2. Has lost both her son and husband to a parasite that attacks those who live within the royal clutch.
  3. Is desperate to retrieve what she believes to be nothing more than healing unit.

4   Refuses to leave the clutch even if it would save her people.

  1. Is ultimately conniving and knows how to get what she wants from everyone – including Ivan.

Blurb:

Once upon a time…there was this guy. A man who had an IQ out of this world and was arrogant enough to give the legendary Tony Stark a run for his money. He had everything he could ever want – a good job, more money than he knew what to do with, and all the sex he wanted – no strings attached. But that all changed on one fateful night…

The last thing Ivan Chugunov expected when he dropped by his favorite haunt for a few brews was to be entertained by a mysterious storyteller. But as he listened to the man’s tale of a prince and an oddity that went by the name of Iron John, he found himself lost in the story…only to awaken in another realm – one with a quest – for him. Repair the purifier vital to all those who lived and retrieve a medical unit. Seemed simple enough and a small enough price to pay to return to his own realm. Well, until he finds out that said ‘LT-1789 unit’ is actually a reclusive cybernetic man. One who will demand his own price of Ivan – three nights of unbridled sexual bliss…with Ivan at his mercy. Only then will he return to the royal clutch. Can Ivan, a man who relishes control above all else, submit to a man who may be more machine than human?

 

Excerpt:

“Until the queen sent me in to unclog the purifier again.” Ivan rolled onto his back, his limbs sprawled out in a way that was so reminiscent of Vihaan, Lucero wasn’t sure if he wanted to cry or jump the man. “After losing your lover, there’s probably nothing I could offer that would convince you to return to the royal clutch, is there?”

Lucero astonished himself when the words flew out of his mouth. “I want the tribus noctibus. Give me three nights of pleasure, and I will return with you.”

Ivan frowned and pushed up on one arm. “What do you mean three nights of pleasure? You’re demanding I sleep with you, in exchange for something you’ve done before?”

He gave a hoarse chuckle. “No, you’re asking me to return to a life of watching those around me die, of being under the thumb of a queen who cares more for land than those who live on it. Well, I won’t go back to that kind of hell without being compensated.”

“And forcing me to have sex with you is your way of being paid? How do you even know if I’m into men?”

Lucero continued to rock but met Ivan’s gaze. “I’d never force you to do anything you didn’t want, Ivan. I’m designed to take care of others. The same thing that tells me that you’re approximately two-hundred-and-sixty-five pounds and six-foot-five assures me that you are more than just attracted to me. When I get close, your heart rate accelerates, your breathing becomes faster, and your blood pools in your groin.”

Ivan sat up with a surge of powerful muscles, his face red. “You scanned me?”

“In a fashion. The same sensors that allow me to diagnose illness pick up things like elevated heartbeat and heavy breathing.” Lucero crossed his arms over his chest. “So it’s simple. You find me attractive and I’ve been alone a long time. You need me to go back to the clutch, and I find myself yearning for what I’ve been so long without—a lover. Agree to this, and I’ll return to the clutch with you at the end of the three days.”

“Just like that?” Suspicion colored Ivan’s words.

Lucero nodded. “If you make it through all three days, Ivan. However, what I view as sexual pleasure may be more than what you’re used to.” Whatever Ivan expected when he entered the Queen’s Hall, it wasn’t what he got. Instead of tapestries, velvets and brocades, and majestic furnishings, the room was a blend of futuristic design with shiny-metal walls, vertical blinds, and uncomfortable furniture. The floor gleamed under foot and appeared to be polished stainless steel. At the center of the room behind a sleek desk, a woman dipped the end of a long feather quill into a small metallic inkwell then scribbled on the pages of a massive book. The contrast of the futuristic, ultra-modern appearances with the outdated past of inkwells and quill pens caused Ivan to doubt his senses. Where in the hell was he?

The guard cleared his throat and the woman glanced up, her expression far from serene. Her eyes narrowed in obvious irritation at the interruption, the bags under them more pronounced than he expected. She pursed her lips and her eyebrows drew together before she relaxed her face. The quick metamorphosis baffled him while sending the urge to flee to his folded limbs. This was the queen?

As she stood, Ivan struggled to reconcile this woman with any fairytale version of a queen he’d ever read about. But it was impossible. She didn’t have the appearance of a matriarch. Tall, like the guard, her blonde hair was cut pixie short, but shot through with a bit of gray. She wore knee-high leather boots and a form-fitting, black jumper. The only outward sign of her rule were the precious jewels adorning each shoulder, the silver chain accenting her slender waist, and the huge opaque stone nestled in a wide silver ring on the middle finger of her left hand. But even without a crown or scepter, her aura of power was palpable.

 

Want to find out more?  Be sure to visit the rest of the wonderful peeps showing off my cover today…

TL REEVE    EVELISE ARCHER   LANDRA GAFT   ELLIE POTTS

KATE RICHARDS  V.S MORGAN  A PASSION FOR ROMANCE

THE BITTEN, SHORTEN, NOT SO NORMAL

 

Bio:

 

So a little about me? Well, I’ve been writing for nearly as long as I’ve been able to type. Being dyslexic, my first typing class was a godsend (and yes, my dears it was called typing in those days.) And with the encouragement of my family and a determination to give stories to the voices in my head, I’ve been writing for the past six years.  Initially I started out with erotic romance, BDSM, and menage under another pen name.  All that changed in early 2013, however.  As an avid reader of M/M erotic romance, I finally decided to take the plunge into writing it myself.  But to keep my readers happy, I have  decided to split my work between two identities. Most of my contemporary erotic romance, BDSM and Menage books will still be written under my Dakota Trace pen name, while almost all of my M/M work will appear under N.D. Wylders. 

 

When I’m not clacking away at the keyboard, I’m riding herd over my three children,  great-niece and nephews. But if I have the  time… you may find me in the kitchen cooking up something delicious, tinkering around on the computer with cover art, or simply devouring the latest M/M romance book on my e-reader.   

 

But I’m never too busy to talk to my readers, so feel free to hit me up on Facebook, Twitter or even through my website.  

 

Links:

WEBSITE       BLOG        FACEBOOK         TWITTER

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