To wrap up the year, I want to sum up my read and writing experience by the number of book/WIP boyfriends this year. Honestly, this year has been a bit of a slump in quantity, but still perfect quality.

Book Boyfriends:

February 2016

Easton from Descent–I’ve loved this character throughout the series and was thrilled that he gotten his own novel.

Easton doesn’t believe in love. He believes in Death. Darkness. Sin. As a reaper for Hell, it’s all he’s known for over four hundred years. When he gets slapped with the job of training the boss’s daughter, an angel who knows nothing but joy, he knows he’s in for a world of trouble.

Though he’s made it clear he wants nothing to do with her outside of work, Gwen would do anything to get closer to the dark and wounded reaper—even taint her angelic image and join the ranks of her father’s team of reapers. But in all her planning, she forgot to factor in one thing—how far the demons Easton doomed to hell would go to get revenge.

When the dangers of the Hell threaten Gwen, Easton will do whatever it takes to save her. But as the darkness closes in on them both, will he be able to save himself?

March 2016

Logan Schmidt from Into the Fire Series–Sweet and caring! I loved reading Cara’s and Logan’s struggles as they attempt to fight the odds.

In one month’s time, seventeen-year-old Cara Tillman will die and be reborn from her own ashes…

Her life of secrecy has never been easy. She’s watched her younger brother, Jeremy, burn and rise again in a coming-of-age process called rebirth. And just like her brother, when her time comes, she won’t remember anything from her first life other than she’s a Phoenix—a member of a small group of people descended from the mythical Phoenix bird.

The last thing she needs to worry about is falling for the new guy in town—Logan Schmidt.

Cara is drawn to Logan in a way she can’t explain, but she’s not exactly complaining. Everything is perfect…except it’s not. Once she’s reborn, she’ll forget Logan. And to make things worse, a Phoenix Hunter is on the loose, and Cara’s involvement with Logan is bringing out her Phoenix qualities—the very qualities that will draw the Hunter right to her.

Desperate times call for desperate measures…

Afraid of hurting Logan, Cara breaks it off for good. But her attraction to him runs deeper than a typical high school crush. She wants him—needs him. And if he proves willing to stay by her side, their love might destroy them both.

Can Cara hide from the Phoenix Hunters long enough to survive her rebirth? And if so, will it mean a new beginning with Logan—or the beginning of the end?

August 2016

Yu Ogami from That Wolf-Boy is Mine! Vol. 1–My first introduction into Magna. Who can resist a wolf-boy?

Komugi’s not sure what to expect when her family moves to the remote northern island of Hokkaido, and she starts at a new high school. But she certainly didn’t expect a boy to come up to her and say, “Gee…you smell good, somehow!” That boy is Yu Ogami, and Komugi finds herself strangely drawn to him. But when she sees him in an unguarded moment, she discovers he’s a werewolf! Now she has a choice to make: to keep his secret, or to ask for help and risk angering a wolf-boy?

October 2016

Kagura from Demon Love Spell Series–Made me think of Seth O’Keefe, but a little more immature. Still, he hard to resist!

Miko is a shrine maiden who has never had much success at seeing or banishing spirits. Then she meets Kagura, a sexy demon who feeds off women’s feelings of passion and love. Kagura’s insatiable appetite has left many girls at school brokenhearted, so Miko casts a spell to seal his powers. Surprisingly the spell works—sort of—but now Kagura is after her!

Aoi from The Demon Prince of Momochi House Series–Cute! Very much still a innocent, young boy at heart.

On her sixteenth birthday, orphan Himari Momochi inherits her ancestral estate that she’s never seen. Momochi House exists on the barrier between the human and spiritual realms, and Himari is meant to act as guardian between the two worlds. But on the day she moves in, she finds three handsome squatters already living in the house, and one seems to have already taken over her role!

November 2016

Kaname from Spell of Desire Series–Love! Just Love!

Kaoruko Mochizuki runs an herb shop in a small seaside town. One day, a mysterious man dressed in black named Kaname Hibiki enters her shop and reveals that Kaoruko is actually a witch. And what’s more, Kaoruko needs Kaname to help control her awakening power!

Among the shocking news that Kaname imparts is that Kaoruko’s mother is still alive and has entrusted Kaoruko with the immense power of the Witch Queen. As long as Kaoruko has that power, she will be the target of humans and demonic spirits alike. Kaname claims to be a “knight” that protects witches, but then he steals a kiss from Kaoruko…!

WIP Boyfriends

I can’t really give my opinion because I’m very in love with my characters. So, I’ll just give you little teasers.

Dark Reflections (Release: ?)

Cole Waverly

Please Note: Swear Words Have Been Censored for this Post

Surfer-Boy shifts and turns to look at me. Taken by surprise, I hardly suppress the gasp that escapes my lips. Cr*p-sh*t, he did not just catch me staring. My cheek flood with heat, and I stumble my step as I quickly make my way out the door. In my rush, my bag snags and rips open, spilling my graphite stick pencils onto the concrete outside. They shatter into pieces along with my heart. I fall to my knees to pick up my broken treasures and reach for a piece of graphite when a tan hand brushes against mine.

A rush of warmth courses under my skin, and I look up at the boy who was just studying my artwork inside. My heart jumps into my throat as I take him in. The angle of his jaw. His smooth chin. His tempting lips. The sun-bleached bangs that tumble over his brow. But what my eyes are hypnotized most by is the color of his irises. They’re so beautiful. Pale and stormy like a gentle rainy day while masking an underlying shade of aquamarine I have only seen in the sea glass.

Allen

Hiding my face behind a curtain of black hair, I march around the chrome shelves holding miniature paintings, clay ware, glass wear, and little figurines to the counter in front of the shop’s studio. I can just see Allen, the shop owner, hunched over his work. His long, thin fingers stained with ink. His forehead creased in concentration. His free hand fisted in his spiked, burnt ochre hair. His glasses, their frames black on the exterior and neon yellow on the interior, slowly slipping down the thin brig of his nose. It’s an endearing sight to see him working, and it doesn’t hurt that Allen is really something to look at. Not to mention talented. No more than twenty-one years old, he’s been living on his own for the past three years, selling his supreme anime artwork at fairs and on the street. Now he runs his own business and illustrates graphic novels.

The perfect fairytale life.

Death Island (Release: December 2017?)

Gregory Wilson

Suddenly, the hairs on the back of my neck rose, and a cold shiver ran down my spine, jolting a fresh shot of pain through my abdomen. I bit my lip to hold back the scream inching up my throat. The last thing I wanted was give away my weakened condition. Not when my senses were picking up on the same watchful eyes I felt back in the alley by my home. Taking another look down the street, I finally spotted the stranger just a few feet from me and gasped. The young man jumped, pressing his back against a shadowed wall. His appearance was frightening. Though tall in height, his frame was thin. Even his ribcage peeked through his tore cloths. He was dirty and covered in blood. The tangle mass of dark-ginger hair and beard gave him the look of a wild animal. A part of me wanted to run and scream, yet something stopped me. I think it was his eyes. Even in the dark I could see their spring green irises, tender and soft as he gazed upon my hunched figure.

“Are you all right?”

The young man swallowed hard. His breathing seemed heavier than my own; his thin, lean chest rising and falling rapidly. But his eyes continued to watch me very carefully.

I raised a hand to him, hoping to guide him from the shadows. “It’s all right. I won’t hurt you.”

Rupert Railing

“Watch where you’re going,” I heard an all too familiar voice yell above me.

I open my eyes to stare at Rupert’s befuddled expression while he struggled to push himself up. His usually perfect curly, golden blond hair all tangled and mudded. “Oh, like you’re not enjoying this,” I returned, my voice laced in the sharp pain that my body was just starting to register.

We were entangled on the ground, Rupert’s strong abdomen crushing the one rib that was severally injured. And to add to the humiliation, his hips had landed right on top of mine. A part of his anatomy pressing through our clothes into my vaginal region, which sent a trail of disgust throughout my entire body. I twisted my fingers through his blond curls behind his neck and pulled.

He bellowed, “Bloody hell, Meriden!”

George Hobson

George nodded and walked to my bed side, making sure to leave the door open. At least someone was concerned about my reputation in this village. Though it was severely stained, ‘whore’ was definitely not one of the sins that was going send my soul down to Hell.

“Doctor Samson is tending to your mother, now.” George placed down his kit, gently lifted my upper body, and slipped the pillow back under my head.

“How is she?” I asked.

George began to inspect my ribs, his fingers probing down my sides. “Not good. She’s lost a lot of blood, and the wound needs to be cauterized, or else infection will set in.”

I winced when George’s finger tapped into one of my lower ribs. One more tap one rib down, I had to bite my tongue not to scream as I bolted upright from the pain. George braced me by taking hold of one of my shoulders.

Matthew Kettlesworth

“I don’t know, Meriden,” a familiar voice spoke up behind me, causing my heart to leap into my throat. “As I recall, a lot of guests checked in that night. You’re going to have to be more specific.”

I wheeled around to find a well-built man I hadn’t seen in years standing right behind me. The familiar ash brown hair and piercing blue eyes making me jump with excitement. “Matthew,” I shrieked, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Matthew grabbed me by the waist and lifted me into the air for a spin. “That’s right, sweet pea. I’m back, and I’m here to stay.”

App/Video Game Boyfriends

Sorry! Had to throw these two in. I got hooked. 😉