Hi lovely!

I just got my author copies of the Salt Planet series yesterday, and I’m over-the-moon excited about them! These books are pocket size and so adorable. I don’t know why it makes me happy to have tiny books about giant heroes, but it does.

I thought I’d share the love and do a paperback giveaway. I did a very unofficial poll of my Facebook reader group, and the consensus was that three prizes were better than one! So three winners will each get one of these books. I’ll do my best to honor the winners’ choice of book, assuming I have enough copies. I’ll sign them for you if you’d like, too!

This giveaway is open worldwide and there are a ton of ways to enter, including a daily entry that requires no commitment on your part, so have at it! The entry form is open through the end of April.

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NEW NSFW ART!

Here’s the thing. I don’t love all the art I make. I’m pretty new to drawing digital art, and I haven’t quite found my style, so there’s a lot of trial and error involved. I wasn’t going to show anyone this piece for The Ballast's Bride because I’m not particularly proud of the finished product. But then I realized that I am proud of the process I used to create it! I’m proud of trying new techniques and taking risks in order to learn. So I’m going to share it with you anyway with the hopes that, in the future, you will enjoy the progress that I’ve made, too.

Here’s a little glimpse into the pitch-dark hold of the Wave Wife, when Mimma sneaks down to see Hinri while he’s all tied up…and asks him if he intends to lick her senseless.

(And then—and I don’t think this is a spoiler—he does.)

Excerpt from Chapter 18 of The Ballast's Bride

“I have to taste you now, please,” he rasped. Thank the twins she could not see in the dark, because his trousers were probably dark with all the oils his olje were putting out, the little beggars. “You’ve climbed me like a tree more than once since I met you. Don’t start being shy about it now that you’re my mate.”

“I like it when you call me that,” she said, her touch disappearing for a moment as she adjusted her position. “I think you could talk me into anything using that excuse.”

“I’ll get my morning porridge after all!” he whispered triumphantly until she stole his words with her body, turning them into a groan as she sank her center down over his mouth. He could scarcely tell her posture, only that she gripped his tusks tightly, her knees somewhere near his ears as her lower lips kissed him as hotly as her mouth had before.

If he’d thought her scent was sweet, her taste was so much more. He swiped his tongue through her folds, cataloging every nuance. His mate was not simple sweetness. She was salt and heat, too, earth and water, tender as a petal and slick as moss. She was dripping for him, writhing and whimpering with every pass, and when he pressed the firm tip of his tongue into her tight opening, she cried out.

“Shhh,” he cautioned, muffled by her flesh. “Be good for me, princess. Can you do that, or should I stop before we get caught?”

“No, no, yes, don’t stop, I can be quiet,” she babbled, rocking her hips against him, squeezing his ears, tugging his tusks, seeking his tongue. How could he have thought it impossible for them to mate when they clearly fit together? Even without his hands, he could please her so well.

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Thanks for reading to the end. Good luck if you decided to enter my paperback giveaway!

Love,

Sara

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