Saturday, July 07, 2018

New reverse harem story this month!

Watch out. This one is going to be my steamiest book ever! 

I decided to write a reverse harem werewolf book, and perhaps expand it into a series, if it does well. It's first person, and I've enjoyed writing it so much that I made it much longer than I originally intended. 

Title Taken by Moonlight, I anticipate a release date of later this month. Cover is coming soon. I'm hoping to finish this weekend.

Here's the blurb:

They bought her virginity for one enchanting night in their bed. She didn’t know they wanted to claim her for a lifetime…
Psychic Peyton struggles each day to cope with the drudgery of work and routine, except for the nights when she moonlights as a mood bouncer at an upscale gentlemen’s club for shifters. Denied a promotion that will give her the bonus she desperately needs to pay off a debt, she sells her virginity at auction. She finds herself in the arms of the winner - ruthless, powerful alpha wolf Dante Carrington, who shares his prize with his sexy beta wolves, bad boy biker Gabriel and sensitive poet Alexander. They want more than to ravish Peyton’s virgin body for one night. They want to claim her body, heart and soul.
When loan sharks threaten Peyton, Dante whisks her away in his limo to his pack’s private ranch to keep her safe. Dante, Alex and Gabriel are determined to protect Peyton and seduce her until she submits to them … and her own desires. They will take her hard and take her gentle, coaxing her to the heights of a pleasure she has never known. But Peyton is human and knows the rugged world of shifters can be dangerous. Torn between the erotic world she’s plunged into and the familiar, safe surroundings of the human lifestyle, she must choose between listening to her head or following her heart. Because everyone knows when you play with wolves you risk getting hurt… forever.

Monday, June 04, 2018


Justin never forgot Ariel, the bewitching beauty who ensnared him and caused him to become her father's prisoner. Ariel's father tortured Justin as he tried to extract the powerful black dragon's magick, but Justin managed to escape. Now the black dragon has returned, demanding that Ariel spend three nights in his bed. But in claiming his revenge, will Justin surrender his heart?






Friday, May 11, 2018

The Black Dragon available for pre-order

Out May 31, 2018. Pre-order on Amazon.
Sequel to Temptation, A Dragon Story

Justin never forgot Ariel, the bewitching beauty who ensnared him and caused him to become her father's prisoner. Ariel's father tortured Justin as he tried to extract the powerful black dragon's magick, but Justin managed to escape. Now the black dragon has returned, demanding that Ariel spend three nights in his bed. But in claiming his revenge, will Justin surrender his heart?

 copyright 2018 Bonnie Vanak 

Sedona, Arizona
Spring of 2017

            She adored dragons. They reminded her of tumbleweeds, rolling on forever, free to roam wherever the wind took them. Even when dragons were spitting mad and only a few feet away, they still fascinated her.
Powerless, immobilized by iron chains her father had found on the internet, the black dragon roared and clawed at the air, his front feet tipped with razor sharp claws.
            A lump clogged Ariel Harrington’s throat. Poor, caged creature. She dared to draw closer to the iron cage holding the dragon prisoner. On her bottom, she scooted over the cold concrete floor and wrapped her fingers around the cage’s bars.
            Even enraged, the black dragon was beautiful. Light shimmered off his ebony scales, making them glitter like onyx. Amber eyes with slit pupils gleamed as he bellowed. Two black horns grew from the top of his head, each tipped with sharp points. Pearly rows of knife-like teeth flashed as he bared his lips at her.
            And the wings, ah, the wings! Folded back, they were not impressive, but when he unfurled them like a cape, they filled the width of the cell.
Flickering torches barely cut through the gloom in the deep, dungeon-like basement. Black smoke curled upward, and then caught in the air drafts blown in through vents in the ceiling. The air was redolent with acrid smoke, charcoal and fear.
Not the dragon’s fear. Her fear for this magnificent creature.
Her father had constructed, at great cost, this room for the day he captured such a beast.
            Two months ago, he’d succeeded with her help. Justin the black dragon had pulled over to aid her with a flat tire.
            And then her father’s assistant had thrown the iron upon him, rendering him helpless.
            Sinking to her knees, she stared at the great beast, a symbol of enormous magick. Magick her father envied and hated. Every chance she had, she snuck down here to talk to the mighty black dragon.
            Ariel wrapped her fingers around the iron bars. “I’m sorry for what is happening to you, Justin.”
            Dark eyes gazed back at her in the gloom. Then the beast blinked, its black pupils turning round as her own. He blinked again, and the pupils elongated again.
            What had her father done to him?
            Eyes filled with misery and hatred, he stared at her. Justin the dragon was a little older than her, but at 25, she had few experiences in life. This dragon had seen and explored the world.  
            Justin lunged forward, nearly reaching the iron bars. Chains rattled and the beast roared again as the bonds restrained him. Overriding the scent of smoke and misery was a strong woodsy scent.
            It must be Justin’s own scent.
            Her powers as Mage grew stronger each day, especially her sense of smell. 
            She dared not inform her father, for who knows what he would do? The man coveted every flicker of energy – power he leeched each day from the dragon.
            Nostrils flared as the dragon sniffed at her, and then his gaze centered on the glowing amber crystal hanging from a silver chain around her neck.
            Ariel touched the crystal. Rare and filled with energy, it enabled a Mage or a witch to siphon a dragon’s powers…
            And then protect the wearer from the dragon. It was her most precious possession. Her father had found it in a mysterious cave he said was filled with dragons.
            Leo had taken only that one crystal from the cave and gave it to her as protection from the black dragon. He’d been using other crystals, however, infusing them with dragon magick, Leo Harrington had become capable of healing the gravest of wounds.
            Or inflicting them.
            The balance teetered on a razor’s edge.
            Ariel held out a hand to the black dragon. “I wish I had never agreed to this evil. I swear, I thought Father was sincere when he insisted he only wished to capture you for observation, not to torture you and drain your magick.”
            Even as she blinked, the dragon shifted into a man. Hair dark as ink spilled to broad shoulders. With sculpted cheeks and face carved from a master artisan’s chisel, he was quite handsome.
            And naked.

Out May 31, 2018. Pre-order on Amazon.

Sunday, March 18, 2018

New dragon story coming soon!

The Black Dragon is the story of Justin and Ariel. For those of you who read Temptation, Werewolves of Montana Mating Mini 5, Justin is Sky's cousin. 

I'm about halfway finished and hope to release next month. I have a cover and I'm excited about writing this story, as it sets up the world for Drust's story. Drust is the Coldfire Wizard, and a powerful dragon. 

I also have a new cover for Temptation, which I will reveal after Black Dragon is finished. Happy reading!

Saturday, January 20, 2018

New rescue!

We have a new rescue pup. Her name was Rose Claire, but we renamed her Bella because she deserved a name that means "beautiful." She is 3 years old, according to our vet. A Shih Tzu, and she was living at a trailer in Miami with a dog hoarder. Infested with fleas and had to be shaved before she arrived at the rescue shelter. They had her for a month.

She is spayed, housebroken (big YAY!) and knows some basic commands. She is also full of energy. Holly tolerates her ok. She will snap at her if Bella gets too wired and too close.

We got Bella because Holly seemed lonely after Cookie died. She's adapting great, and loves attention. She just wants to be loved. And fed. She has allergies but she is on fish food and I have natural spray to calm her hot spots. She's a love!

Saturday, December 16, 2017

Book is finished

I turned in Colton book #8 this week to my editor at Harlequin. His forgotten Colton Fiancee will be out in August, 2018.

And with that, I am taking a much-needed break from writing. I am quite far behind on Christmas, both shopping and decorating. I'm proud of myself for making deadline, despite the sorrow over losing our little Cookie monster.

DH walks Holly on Ft. Myers Beach on our weekend away 
On a bright note, Holly seems to be doing well. This morning she was hungry for a change, so she ate almost a cup of the KD renal food, topped with a little boiled roast beef to flavor it. She gobbled it down and went for a nice, long walk with DH. Today we are doing photos with Santa at Petco if it isn't too crazy.

Getting away last weekend to Ft. Myers beach was good, though it was sad because we had planned to take our little Cookie as well. But it was good to see Holly doing so well. She loved going for long walks on the beach despite the sudden cold front that sent temps down to the 40s.

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Cookie is gone

Cookie is gone. We put her to sleep Thursday morning. She had kidney failure, her creatine was 2.4, her BUN was 111. She also was in heart failure, with fluid leaking to her lungs, and had labored breathing. They did an xray and she had a mass near her stomach. So kidney failure, heart disease and cancer. There was no hope. The vomiting was from the kidney failure, but if we gave her fluids like we do with Holly, her heart would have gotten worse, and her breathing worse. She was in pain and suffering a lot. This is the last photo of her, taken at the vet's office. We held her, stroked her, told her how much we love her. She went peacefully, dying in my lap as we told her how much we loved her. She was 15 years old.
We are a wreck, but slowly healing. Cookie died at 11:15 a.m. on the 11 year anniversary of putting our beloved Tia, our first Shih Tzu, to sleep. I was so hoping for more time with Cookie, but you have to do what is best for the dog. No more pain. No more suffering, cookster. You're running free and happy with our other pups in heaven.
Having a dog means a lot of responsibility and having the courage and strength to do the right thing for your furbaby when the time comes. It is the hardest thing you can do as a pet owner. Cookie was not eating. She would lick a little baby food off my finger and then refused food. She was breathing hard and so much in pain. I didn't realize her little whimpers at night were from the cancer. I would give her tramadol, which she had been on since 2016 for arthritis. We thought her whimpers were from the arthritis. Now we know it was probably the cancer.
She could barely walk, but she had a personality, always loving to eat and nosing around Holly when we tried to coax Holly into eating when Holly was fussy because of the renal disease. I did tell DH that at least I had been feeding her aging care, which is a good food for much older dogs, and helps with the kidneys. HOlly is on the same food. The CKD came on suddenly as she had great numbers Sept. 29 - her creatinine was only 1.0 and her BUN was 33. We did a senior dog wellness check each six months, but in Sept. she went to the ER for a suspected brain tumor. She had old dog vestibular syndrome. We were so happy she was OK and could make it to her 15th birthday. We threw a party for her and invited friends to bring their dogs. It was a wonderful celebration of Cookie's life.

It will take a long time to get through this emotionally because she was a member of our family, but Cookie is at peace now, no more pain, running free in heaven..