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I guess you might say I have become a fan of the eBook and the eBook writer. Up until recently my keeper shelf was a entirely made up of hard to find or very select books. Books that for their time redefined SF or helped define a genre like Gay Romance. Now through wonderful websites like Samhain and Loose-Id and even Ellora’s Cave (at least their back catalog) I am finding exciting new voices breaking the old bland Romance Rules.

These eBook writers I know will never get reviews on the pages of fearfully homophobic rags like Romantic Times or be invited to submit stories to crap mongers like Harlequin. *sob* heh

But… I will love them, I will say they are far superior than anything those fools will ever provide. In fact I think next time I make an order to Amazon I will let you guys see just the type of paperback books I am now buying.

But meanwhile let’s hit a fine example of an entire series that blew me the fuck away. Let’s all focus on the twisted styling of Treva Harte.

Walk Away ~ Alpha Series Book 1 by Treva Harte
From: Loose-Id

Grey already had his pants down to his boots, and Lowell audibly swallowed at the sight of Grey’s erection. The noise made Leila shift her feet. Should she do … something? Grey shoved his cock into Lowell’s mouth, and the younger man’s lips closed over him without any more words.

“Let’s see if we can fuck the sass out of you, pup.” Dek’s voice was almost gentle, yet the words held just enough threat to make Leila wonder.

But Lowell didn’t seem worried. The moan he gave as Dek thrust from behind wasn’t from pain or fear. Leila knew just what that sound was because she’d made it often enough when Dek fucked her. Lowell writhed again, but this time both men over him grunted with satisfaction.

Dear heavenly wonder from above. Leila had seen things in bars and outside them, but she’d never … she’d never …

It was beautiful. Frightening and strange, but beautiful. The three of them rocked together in as intimate an embrace as any trio could have, a mix of force and anger and pure sex. And tenderness. As they moved together, she could see all of that in how Lowell tilted his head back for Grey. How Grey clutched the omega’s hair. How Lowell sighed when Dek moved inside him. How, in turn, that sigh against Grey’s cock made Grey cry out with pleasure. She stared as they paused. The tableau shifted from moonlight to shadow, skin gleaming bright and then hidden again, teasing her with a glimpse of the male mating dance.

Leila realized her hand was still over her mouth and she was biting it to keep from shouting out with them. Her other arm was wrapped tightly around her waist, the way she wished she was being held.
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Grey was moving again, rapidly, pumping in and out of Lowell’s mouth.

“Swallow the whole fucking thing, pup,” Grey rasped out. “Take my come like it was candy.”

She could feel a wet trickle run down her leg when Grey moaned his delight with Lowell’s response. His fists dug into Lowell’s back for a moment, then slowly relaxed. Lowell dropped his head down once Grey was done and hid his face in his hands, working his ass harder, grinding it against Dek.

“Got the spot, didn’t I?” Dek sounded like he was speaking through gritted teeth. “Not so unhappy about me pounding into your ass now, are you?”

“God, no.”

“You don’t want me to stop, then?”

“Jesus, don’t stop now, Boss. I’m so … fucking … close …”

A half-second later, Lowell’s howl rose up, uncertainly at first, then stronger. He bucked, almost as if to dislodge Dek, and then stiffened in place. Dek stepped back, and Lowell dropped to the ground, panting.

“Who is top dog, pup?”

“You are.”

“Fucking right. Don’t forget that.”

Wow! Devlin Kinkaid and Leila have a sorta messed up romantic history with each other. She was raised in an abusive household and he, being the Big Bad Wolf he is, not only got her out of it but he also got her pregnant in doing so. They meet up a few years later and much to his surprise Dek meets his little girl Lin that he fathered right before running off to form his own pack. Leila is not especially happy meeting up with Dek again, but after a bit of huffing and puffing with the Big Bad Wolf she lets him blow her house down so to speak and winds up back at the pack house. She then meets the members of his pack Grey and Lowell who will become stars in their own books later on here.

As you can tell from the excerpt above this book not only has some twisted sexual content, the main hero of the book spreads it around so to speak and Leila finds out she likes to watch him do it. I do not think Harlequin would have gone for this story line. But damn, it is hot and despite the feeling I get that most of the characters could use several years of professional therapy. I figure they have this uneasy truce between their werewolf side and their human side and it does not lend itself to a nice mellow lifestyle or sex life.

Stay ~ Alpha Series Book 2 by Treva Harte
From: Loose-Id

“Weres and non-weres can’t breed. I don’t know what Leila is. I thought she was some kind of latent were when I found out about Lin. Maybe Leila is. But our children aren’t. If they don’t change to were, true were, I don’t think they can mate. Not a one has become were, and they’re long past the age I was when I first had the change.”
“Lin fucking well can mate — err, sorry.” Lowell blushed at Dek’s glacial stare. “That wasn’t what you meant anyhow. You mean you think we won’t have children?”

“I’m almost positive.”

No children. The reason one struggled to become alpha was to mate and breed. The whole purpose of the pack was to protect each other and the future.

“I see.” Lowell stared down at his hands, avoiding Dek’s gaze as the older man had avoided his earlier.

“You know … we both know … what that means. We love her dearly but if you want to void your — arrangement — with Lin, we’d understand. I’d understand if you want to walk from all of us. There’d be no bad blood between our packs. I’d explain to her.”

Black loss roiled up in Lowell. He was alpha. He owed the future to his pack. Fuck owing. Fuck the future. He wasn’t going to face it without Lin.

“No! You could never explain that to Lin because it’s not an arrangement. It was a mating. She’s mine.” And I’m hers. “We can work out something. Packs have lost litters before and managed. Hell, packs have killed pack heirs before and thrived. When other alphas took over, your parents’ pack gave killing you a damn good try. You survived. You created another, stronger, better pack.”

“Rogue weres, blood coups, and badly managed packs exist. But what would your pack want from you? What would Lin want?” Dek tapped his fingers on the porch railing.

His pack had always been ready to eat him for breakfast. He’d never been fully accepted since he first took over. Maybe he’d made a few wrong choices at first, but that had come from inexperience. This — this — was different. It was a deliberate choice to flout what the pack needed.

Dek’s pack would have to decide, too. If they put the choice off for the next generation, it would only be more desperate for Dek’s children.
Old habits died hard. Somewhere deep down, Lowell still believed Dek was the smartest were. The worthy alpha. Dek’s ex-omega fought asking the question and lost. If he admitted he needed advice, so be it.

“What do you want to do about your own pack, Dek?”

“After Rome, there will be no one.” Dek swallowed. “We haven’t taken in anyone else since I realized what the future meant.”
Oblivion. That’s what no children meant for a pack.

“The hell with that. We still don’t know if what you think is true. But if it is, my pack will make a different future if we have to.” Lowell gripped his old mentor’s shoulder, wondering if he’d have it bitten off. He’d questioned Dek. Defied him. “Damn it, Dek. I intend to find that new future with Lin next to me.”

When he first saw Lin, he hadn’t chosen her because she’d be a mother to his children. Maybe he’d figured that would all happen later. But it was Lin who had call to him above all.

Something eased in Dek’s stance. “The future will come when it does and how it wants. Not even an alpha can change that.”

“I’ll take care of my pack. And I’ll do whatever I have to for Lin.”

So, at the end of the first book Lowell, after a short but sweet BDSM scene between him and Leila, decides to head out and find a pack of his own. Lin Kinkaid, Dek and Leila’s daughter, grows up and on her eighteenth birthday she grabs Rossi and heads out bar hopping. She then dumps drunken Rossi and runs right into, big Alpha about town, Lowell fresh from getting his ass fucked in the back alley by a male patron of the sleazy bar they meet in. Ah yes, young love!

Anyway, Lin Kinkaid reignites Lowell’s interest in having an Alpha Bitch at home to share his Alphaness with and off they go to mate happily ever after. Well, maybe not “happily” seems from the excerpt above that there are some skeletons in the old Kinkaid family closet that have to be dealt with and Lowell has a few of his own sexual proclivities that will come to light.

As the series progresses the story arc just gets more and more fucking twisted and the characters more and more fucked up. This is not your grandmas idea of romance, but who wants that anyway? I read that and bought the t-shirt already, show me something new. The characters are not messed up in any seriously horrible way though because Treva Harte obviously cares deeply about each and every one of them. Even the background characters here are interesting and have depth and hidden, not always understandable, motivations. I love it!

Home ~ Alpha Series Book 3 by Treva Harte
From: Loose-Id

“I’ve heard some packs let betas have mates. Have children.” His eyes were holding steady on her but she wouldn’t look. “It’s just that out here, there are so few of us. So few women. I’ve only heard it was possible, never actually seen such a pack.”

“What are you getting at, Grey?” Mia traced the rim of the mug. “I never heard of you wanting a woman. Or children.”

“I haven’t. I don’t. Exactly.” When his hand touched her side, she jumped. “I’m sorry.”

Ridiculous. After all the things they’d done to each other in some were lust-induced madness, it was stupid to be so nervous because his fingers skimmed her hip. Mia forced herself to smile. Relax her muscles.

“No, I am. I’m being stupid.”

“Maybe.” He almost smiled. She could see it in his eyes as they warmed. “I just started wondering, probably the same as you, about what happens now. If you are pregnant.”

“I might be.” Mia looked down at her stomach. “Rome and his family figure he can’t get any were pregnant. So if I was — ”

He knew that. They all knew it. That was why he was here, wasn’t he? Why she was letting him do all those incredible things to her. At least that had been the reason.
His hand, huge and brown and callused, slipped over her stomach. Rested there.

“I do want children. I never thought it was possible, so I never let myself imagine it. But — ” he stopped.
They stared at the hand against her jeans.

“You’ve got big hands.” Mia laughed, no longer nervous. “I didn’t mean that as a comment about your other…parts…though they’re big too. But your hand is almost as long as a new baby.”

“God.” He breathed the word out, staring hard at his hand.

“I’m scared about having a baby, Grey. About everything that’s happening.” Mia let herself admit it. This Grey, the Grey she was discovering, would understand.

“Me, too.” He moved his hand away, the faint warmth still lingering. “Guess we’ll be scared together.”

Last but not least we have the final story of Grey who we met in the first book, Mia whom we met in the second book and Dek and Lin’s son Romulous Kinkaid. Romulous what a name, HEH!, those crazy Werewolves!

Seems that a new pack nearby is causing issues for both our fine wolfen families and they decide they need to start farming out a new generation of Werewolves, now with more fertile females. They grab Mia and have Grey go find Rom and they get them together to make babies. Jerry Springer is gonna have a field day with all of this I tell you. So basically, this is a menage romance between our throughly gay Grey and sweet innocent Mia and Rom, the bisexual Alpha. I told you, more and more twisted with every book.

I liked all the characters quite frankly. I loved how the men in this series were not totally straight and not totally gay, they were Werewolves and did what came naturally to them in regards to wolf pack dynamics. What happens here makes sense if you think along the lines that they have this intense animal nature just below the surface. The love stories between the hero and the heroine in each book are emotionally charged but the sex is not traditional in any sense and the series handled it as naturally as every other quirky Werewolf thing they did. The world here is not a nice, safe place with built in safety features and these characters are not nice, safe people with built in safety features either. They have serious issues, emotional scars and tons of problems but under it all they are decent people trying to survive some crazy ass shit.

Grade A for a top notch series. Thank you Treva Harte for a fine example of what exciting stories eBooks are capable of telling.

Tags: Bisexual, Grade A, Loose-Id, Treva Harte, Werewolf Romance