Sunday Spotlight - Ezra Dawn and The Cursed Prince

Welcome Ezra Dawn back to Sunday Spotlight. She's sharing a bit from her new release, The Cursed Prince

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The Blurb

(This story is a work of fiction. Loosely based on the legends of ‘The devil of the seas’ known as Davey Jones, Davey Jones’ Locker, and the ghost ship known as ‘The Flying Dutchman’)

Davyn

Davyn Bartholomew Jones was once known as the seventh prince to the Merfolk kingdom Nautilus. After ending up on the wrong side of a certain god during a time when pirates are common, he becomes a cursed prince. Given the nickname Davey, he’s forced to sail the seas for eternity as the captain aboard a ghost ship that’s never allowed to port.

Juraquille

Juraquille Ryu is the last of his kind. Once worshipped as a god among humans he now lives alone in an undersea mountain range near the Bermuda Triangle. He’s waited an eternity for his fated mate, for the chance to rekindle his bloodline, but as the years pass with no sign of the mate he longs for he begins to give up hope.

Together

Davyn hopes fate will bless him with a mate to share the burden of his curse. Juraquille wants to find his mate and start a family. Will fate bless these two with the love they both desperately want and need, or will she turn her back allowing Juraquille’s line to die with him and Davyn to remain forever alone?

(Warning: Contains sexual content, Mpreg, and explicit language. Not recommended for those under the age of 18.)

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Prologue

Davey

For hundreds of years, I’ve sailed the seas, ferrying the souls of those lost at sea to the land of the dead. Centuries ago during a period when pirates ruled the seas, I made a mistake. One that cost me greatly. I was seventh in line for the throne of the city of Nautilus when my father held a party at the castle. Everyone was invited, commoners, nobles, even gods. I had a bit too much of the specialty wine brewed by our city’s best vintners and insulted the wrong person when he hit on me.

Instead of simply saying, ‘sorry not interested,’ I was rude and went too far. To this day, I’m not even sure why I said it the way I did since the god in question was stunningly beautiful but wasn’t what I normally go for. The wine destroyed my brain to mouth filter so instead of letting him down gently, I said something along the lines of ‘I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole. Not only are you older than dirt but you also aren’t my type.’

At the time, I didn’t know what I’d said had been that bad until the entire room abruptly went silent, as if they were waiting for the god to react. It wasn’t a long wait. His face turned red in embarrassment and his eyes lit with fury. “Won’t touch me with a ten-foot pole, huh? Well, now you’ll never touch anyone who isn’t dead. I, Thanatos, curse you Davyn Bartholomew Jones to a life of eternal servitude. Until I say otherwise, you will sail the seas as captain aboard a ghost ship and ferry the souls of those who’ve died at sea to the land of the dead. You will never be allowed to port, and your ship will have no crew. You will be utterly alone.”



Author Bio

Well Ezra isn't my real name obviously, but I liked the name, so I decided to use it. I live at home with my five dogs and one cat. I started out writing hetero romance novels, but it wasn't where my heart lied. I adore all things paranormal and M/M is by far my favorite genre, so I decided to start writing Paranormal Romances. There's a guaranteed happy ending with each of my books even if it may take some time for my guys to get there. I love each and every character on the page as if they were my own children. It sounds weird but that’s how I feel about them. I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember but only started actively pursuing it as a career three years ago, when I stopped working in a salon to pursue writing full time. Since I published my first book in 2014, I have written and released many other books with many more to come. My current list of projects is longer than my arm, so I look forward to writing and creating new stories for my readers to enjoy.

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Sunday Spotlight - Ezra Dawn and Seeking Rayne

Welcome Ezra Dawn for the first time to #SundaySpotlight. She's here to share a bit about her new release, Seeking Rayne (Risqué Business, Book Two) Seeking Rayne is a short story standalone, but can be read as part of the series.

Rayne

Three and a half years ago, Rayne Sinclair met the love of his life. His fated mate. His human mate. Deciding that dating and wooing was the best course of action before revealing his furry self, Rayne asked Ian on a date. He never expected Ian to cheat. Never expected the pain of that betrayal to be so excruciating. It’s been three years since that day and Rayne hasn’t seen or spoken to Ian once.

Ian

Ian McCormick has been in love with the same man since the day they met three and a half years ago. After a day of celebrating with a very good friend, he wakes up to find that his boyfriend has disappeared. Leaving Ian to wonder exactly what he did to make Rayne go. When his friend explains exactly what happened Ian finally realizes what his lover must’ve thought. It’s been three years since then and Ian has spent each of them searching for Rayne. The police won’t help. His friends think he should move on. After three years of hanging on Ian is starting to think they might be right.

Together

Rayne is a completely different person now than he was three years ago. Ian is taking steps to move on but Fate has other plans. When these two suddenly meet again after three years of misery can they pick up the pieces of their relationship or will it remain lost?

Warning: Contains graphic sexual content, Man on Man action, a misunderstanding involving cheating, and explicit language. Not recommended for those under the age of 18.

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Prologue

Three and a half years ago I met the love of my life in the form of a human man named Ian. When I first caught the man’s scent I knew he was meant to be mine. We were meant for each other. Blessed by fate. The problem? Explaining the paranormal world to a human mate isn’t always easy. It was with that thought in mind I decided to ask Ian on a date. Woo him before revealing I could shift into an Arctic Wolf at will. I never thought he’d betray me. Never thought he’d break my heart.

I remember what happened like it was yesterday. My class ended early because my professor got food poisoning and needed to leave. So, I was all set to go home and pick up Ian for a romantic evening. I’d been putting off telling him about my furry side for months but it was finally time to come clean. I didn’t expect to walk in on him cuddled up in bed with his best friend and from what I could see both were at least half naked. The position was so intimate but so wrong at the same time and it ripped my heart out.

Without questioning anything, I raced around the room as quietly as possible, packed what I could and ran. Looking back on it now, I probably should’ve stayed and at least gotten an explanation but the pain was too much to bear and I couldn’t face it.

The wolf in me wanted to rage, and fight for what’s ours but with Ian clueless as to what I am and the gravity of what he’d done there was no point in exposing myself. My human half saw it for what it was, a mating doomed to fail. In time, I suppose I’ll get over it, and maybe fate will see fit to grant me another mate. One that isn’t human this time. I’d rather not fall in love only to find out they never felt the pull at all. I suppose that’s just wishful thinking on my part. It’s been three years since I left Ian and I still feel the pain as if it were yesterday. Still miss him. Still love him. Gods, living without a fated mate sucks.

Chapter One

“Hiya, hot stuff!”

With a smile, I turn from my locker to find my best friend standing behind me. His stage name is Smalls because he’s so short but his real name is Grayson. We met when I started working two years ago and hit it off. After leaving Ian, I wanted to make sure he couldn’t find me if he ever decided to look. So, over the past three years, my appearance has changed, I’m no longer pursuing a degree to teach art, and I work two jobs. Tattoo artist by day, stripper by night. At first tattooing was just a hobby to help put myself through college but after everything that’s happened, I’ve switched to doing it full time. Stripping came into play after the first year when I realized I was spending too many nights alone, wallowing. I couldn’t continue living like that so I went out and found myself another job to fill my time. It’s fun, I make good money, and I’ve gained a few friends. It makes coping a bit easier.

Grinning, I engulf Grayson in a hug and say, “What are you doing here? I thought it was your night off.”

“I got called to fill in for Phoenix. Poor thing accidently set his kitchen on fire and has to talk to a bunch of people. Fire investigators, police, etcetera.”

“That’s awful. I hope he’s okay.”

“Oh yeah, he’s fine. Just pissed he has to miss work because a ton of people want to talk to him about how or why he set his kitchen on fire. As if he did it on purpose. The nerve of some people I swear.”

I shrug and say, “Well, that’s how it is sometimes I guess. They take one look at you and automatically assume the worst. Granted not all of them are like that but some are just assholes and don’t care either way.”

He nods. “I totally get what you mean. So, what routine are you doing tonight?”

“They put me last on the set list so I’m going with Raining.”

He laughs. “Oh, the audience is going to love that.”

I laugh with him. PJ our announcer sticks his head through the curtain leading to the stage and shouts, “Smalls! You’re on in five!”

Grayson gives me a hug and says, “Well that’s my cue. See you later hot stuff!”

He saunters off and I try not to laugh because of the outfit he’s got on. Grayson is short so he likes to dance in heels that other people would break their necks in if they even attempted half the shit he does. The ones he’s wearing now are at least nine inches high, hot pink, and match his outfit that can only be described as a glitter bomb. Pretty sure he’s the only one here who can pull off that look.

After making sure my personal items are secured in my locker, I take my costume bag and head for the dressing rooms.

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