BEA*ST

BEAST ROARS BACK TODAY!

2010-09-07T08:33:00.001-07:00

Run, don't walk! BEAST roars back today!! \0/

http://champagnebooks.com/shop/index.php?route=product/product&product_id=146

WOOOOHOOOO!!!!

~~Becka

And The Winner Is.....

2010-08-31T20:31:00.000-07:00

KAT1READER!!

Kathy, please email me your snail mail addy to get your signed print copy of Book III, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*. CONGRATULATIONS!!

Less than a week, now, folks, and MARK OF THE B*E*A*S*T* will be available from Champagne Books. I can't wait!!!

Thank you EVERYONE who entered my contests. I hope you're as excited as I am! So awesome!!

BEAST roars back on September 6th! http://www.ChampagneBooks.com

~~Becka

Contest to Win Book III, NATURE OF THE BEA*ST, SIGNED!

2010-08-25T08:40:00.000-07:00

Hey guys! Today, I'm announcing my contest to give away the third and final book in print of my BEAST series, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*. This one follows Wade McAllister. Here's the cover and the blurb!

Out for blood, blindsided by passion–when Wade falls hard for Covington’s daughter, will he exact his revenge upon the man behind B*E*A*S*T*, or have mercy for her sake?

Wade McAllister has one thing on his mind–revenge. Kidnapping Clive Covington’s daughter seems like a damn good place to start, but he’s made a terrible mistake. She knows nothing of the B*E*A*S*T* agency, and she’s hardly the witch he-s imagined in his nightmares. Oh, she still haunts his dreams. But now, in a much different way.

Keira Covington doesn’t know what to make of her captor. One minute he’s got her bound and gagged, and the next, he’s setting her free. But no matter how much her common sense screams at her, she doesn’t hate him, and her desire escalates until she-s begging for his kisses.

When Covington hears his daughter has been kidnapped, all hell breaks loose, and Wade learns more about himself than he ever dreamed. Will Wade exact his revenge upon the man behind B*E*A*S*T*? Or will he have mercy–for Keira’s sake?

How do you enter? Easy! Just respond to THIS VERY THREAD, and you'll be entered to win this print book, SIGNED of course!!

Good luck! Contest ends August 31st!!

~~Becka

Wanna Meet Mackenzie?

2010-08-23T08:54:00.000-07:00

Of course you do! Mac and I are blogging at Lovin' Me Some Romance blog today. Go check us out, I'm interviewing Mac! And you'll have an opportunity to enter a contest!

http://www.lovinmesomeromance.com/2010/08/guest-post-with-rebecca-goings-giveaway.html

Woohoo!!

TWO WEEKS FOLKS, JUST TWO MORE WEEKS!! \O/

~~Becka

I Have...to...Hold it Together...

2010-08-16T08:55:00.001-07:00

Pain. So much pain.
The needles...piercing...fiery ice.
Breathe.
Again.
Hold it together.
Je--sus.
For her. Do it...for...
Breathe.
Don’t scream. She can’t hear you.
Hold still. Don’t move.
It will be over soon. It will...
Fire! I’m on fire!
Concentrate. Think of her. No pain.
I’m going to die.
No.
Breathe.
For her.
For her.
For Robyn.

SNEAK PEEK OF MARK OF THE BEA*ST'S FIRST CHAPTER!

2010-08-03T16:17:00.000-07:00

ONE

Somewhere in the Florida Everglades

The spray of water and the wind in his face did nothing to cool Mackenzie Bishop’s red-hot rage. The drone of the airboat buzzed throughout his entire body, and the boat left a wake of white foam behind him.

He’d left the others behind in Miami. They’d wasted too much time as it was. It had been nearly two months since Robyn had been gone, two months since Dr. Lucian Carver had taken her right from under his nose. Trevor, Jet, Rogan, Noah and Wade had vowed to help him find her, but Christ, they had taken forever pinpointing exactly where in Florida the third B*E*A*S*T* compound was located.

Once they’d found it nestled deep in the Everglades, the bickering began. How should they approach the facility? Should they barge in with guns drawn or should they take a quieter, more stealthy approach?

Mac didn’t give a shit. All he knew was Robyn was at Carver’s mercy and he wasn’t going to stand for her being in his clutches any longer. He was going to find the woman on his own.

The rest of the pack be damned.

The day was hot, almost oppressively so, as the muggy Florida air rushed by. Sweat had soaked his shirt long ago. The sun burned his skin, but he couldn’t afford to stop. The compound wasn’t too far away now. Robyn’s beautiful face spurred him on. He refused to think of what had happened to her in the months she’d been gone. The only thing that mattered was rescuing her.

His thoughts ran away from him, remembering her sultry blue eyes, capturing his soul within their depths. When he’d lost control and pounced on her back in Texas, her body had fit his perfectly. Her breasts had been flawless, as if made for his hands alone. He remembered how he’d palmed them in his lust. Her kisses had inflamed him, to the point of almost taking her right then and there–until Noah had interrupted them.

She’d called him a coward for stopping. Despite the anger boiling within him, his mouth curved into a grin. Perhaps he was a coward. He’d been afraid of himself, afraid of what he’d been about to do. Controlling the jaguar inside him was no easy feat. And he’d been a hairsbreadth away from losing that control.

But dear Lord, Robyn made him want to lose it, to bury himself within her and forget ever being a shifter. She, more than anyone, could understand what he was going through, as she was a shifter herself.

He’d found her in the wilds of Oregon, flopping on the ground as a snowy owl with a broken wing. He could tell by her scent that she’d been more than a mere owl. When she’d shifted, she’d led him to the second B*E*A*S*T* compound where they’d liberated it with the help of Jet and Trevor. And Mac had personally killed the scientist who’d hurt her.

Now, he was fixing to do it all over again. The moment he saw Lucian Carver’s ugly face once more, it would be for the last time. The bastard was going to die with Mac’s fangs sunk deep into the soft flesh of his throat.

Mac’s mouth watered and his belly growled at the thought. Killing for the sake of killing repulsed him. But killing the assholes who’d made them all into monsters made the world a better place.

Mac slowed the airboat as the facility came into view. It was well hidden among the cypress trees, which rose from the water like white skeletal bones. A few long-necked cranes took wing as he rounded the trees and the splash of something in the water caught his attention. Probably a gator. He stared hard at the animals, wondering if they were shifters themselves. He took a deep breath, but the stench of the swamp was enough to cover the scent of the creatures. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. From here on out, any damn thing could happen.

It was quiet. Too quiet. From the B*E*A*S*T* compounds in Colorado and Oregon, he’d learned a few things. There were always guards. Yet no one was patroling outside that he could see, aside from the animals around him. And any one of them could be a shifter.

Reaching between his legs, Mac grabbed his rifle and a tranq gun, as well as a large duffel stuffed with ammo and serum. Not only had they liberated that second compound, they’d raided it as well, leaving them well-stocked with serum–the shit that prevented anyone from shifting, no matter if they were in their human or animal state.

With a heave, Mac leapt from the boat onto the marshy land, thankful he’d been endowed with the grace of a jaguar. A few loud caws could be heard from somewhere nearby, and the buzz of insects was constant. He swiped them away from his face as he cautiously approached the building, looking for the security cameras high on the walls.

They were there, all right, but they weren’t moving, and their red recording lights were dark. Odd. In fact, the front doors of the place were wide open.

Mac cocked his rifle and slung the tranq gun over his shoulder along with the duffel. He was gonna shoot first and ask questions later. The weight of the gun felt good in his hands and gave him the courage to move forward.

But as he eased closer, doubt overcame him. Was this the right place? Had they been mistaken about this facility? Something wasn’t right. Something was out of place. It didn’t take animal instincts to figure that one out.

A putrid scent wafted to him on the thick air, one he recognized instantly. The smell of rotting flesh. The smell of death.

Mac didn’t think twice. He entered the compound and jogged down the empty hallway. He didn’t care about the cameras. They didn’t seem to care about him either. What the hell was going on?

As soon as he rounded a corner, it became painfully obvious. Dead bodies were everywhere. Scientists and shifters alike, bathed in a sea of red, coagulated blood. They’d been rotting for days if the smell was any indication.

Robyn.

Her name flashed through his brain and his desperation to reach her came to the fore. Without guilt, he
kicked a scientist onto his back and pulled off his security badge. Damn thing was covered in blood. Using both hands, Mac wiped it on the dead man’s lab coat and strode to the elevator.

He placed it in the slot and watched as the elevator doors pinged open. Thankfully, nothing alive or dead was inside. But huge streaks of blood painted the walls and pools of it gelled on the floor. No buttons lined the walls inside. This elevator only went one place.

Straight down.

Once the car stopped its descent a few moments later, Mac leveled his gun and pointed it out the opening doors. Silence greeted him.

“Robyn!” His voice echoed throughout the corridor, a mirror image of the horrific scene above. “Robyn Groves!”

Nothing answered him.

He checked every lab and even further, to the very cages of the shifters themselves. Each gate was open. The shifters were gone.

Cold dread hit him. All the searching, all the nightmares, all the pain of knowing Robyn was with Carver was for nothing. She wasn’t here.

Or…perhaps she was.

With tears burning his eyes, Mac searched the bodies, looking for a snowy owl. He found quite a few dead hawks and eagles. Even an owl or two. But none of them were Robyn. That didn’t satisfy him in the least. She wasn’t among the dead humans, either. Robyn was gone and he had no goddamn clue where to look next.

Mac screamed with fury and swung the rifle like a bat against the wall again and again, without caring if he broke it. He’d thought he felt helpless trying to find her these past couple of months. But that didn’t compare to the helplessness that overwhelmed him now. He’d found where she’d been, but there wasn’t a single trace of her anymore. The stink of death had erased her scent.

With a primal growl, he ran to the elevator and swiped the badge, riding it back up to the top. The doors slid open and he sprinted down the hall, leaping over the dead. He’d search every friggin’ inch of Florida if he had to. He wasn’t going to rest. He had to find Robyn. It wasn’t even a question.
How he was going to do it, though, was another matter all together.

Panic snaked around his heart, but he tried to tamp it down. He couldn’t afford to lose his cool. That didn’t stop his fur from growing all over his body. The jag wanted free. It roared inside him, demanding to shift and rip something apart.

Standing outside the facility, Mac took a few deep breaths and stood stock still, using every ounce of his willpower to rein in the animal he wanted so desperately to become. He roared once more, tossing his head back and scaring even more birds from their roosts in the trees. It helped release his anger, but it didn’t erase it fully.

Mac fell to his knees and let the guns clatter to the ground. What the hell was he going to do? Thankfully, the rifle didn’t look damaged, but no matter how many breaths he gulped, he couldn’t calm his pounding heart. Somehow, in some way, this facility had been compromised. What shifters hadn’t been killed had escaped.

His only hope was that Robyn had escaped with them. Would she come looking for him? Would she even care? She’d been locked up for weeks; it was alltogether possible she blamed him for not coming to her rescue. Mac hated himself for not finding her sooner.

“Robyn!” he screamed at the sky, knowing damn well it was beyond hope. The woman he’d held in his dreams was gone and he didn’t know where to even start looking for her.

He laid his forehead on the ground and concentrated on calming his thundering heart. For the first time in a long time, Mac wanted to give in and break down. Robyn was gone. The one person who’d kept him sane, who he’d lusted after, who he’d pushed himself to find come hell or high water, had vanished.

A sound fluttered above him, reaching his keen ears. It was a bird, probably finding its way back to the trees after being scared off by his previous roar. Whatever it was, it landed in front of him, cooing faintly.

Lifting his head, Mac took pains not to spook whatever it was. Lying prone on the ground with the guns scattered before him didn’t exactly put him at an advantage. But what he saw had him gasping for breath.

An owl with white plummage regarded him, tilting its head this way and that. It cooed once more and Mac’s stomach leapt into his throat.

“Robyn?”

He sat up slowly, so as not to spook it. It regarded him with curiosity, and hopped away when he reached out his hand.

“It’s Mac.”

The bird took flight once again, circling above him.

“Wait. Wait!” He stood, craning his neck to watch it, wondering if he’d finally gone mad. Was he seeing what he wanted to see? Or was that a real owl?

“Robyn!”

The bird returned, once again alighting on the ground. That was no indigenous Florida bird–that was a snowy owl. He’d bet his damn life on it.

Mac closed his eyes and filled his lungs. He recognized that scent. It was her. It was her!

“Oh, thank God. Thank you, God! Robyn, I came to find you. Are you all right?”

When the bird cocked its head, he had to wonder why she wasn’t shifting. Perhaps she’d been injected with the serum. But as far as he knew, the serum only worked for four hours. It would have long since worn away.

He took a step. The bird hopped back.

“I’m not going to hurt you. Robyn, you know me.”

Once he’d said those words, a shocking realization came to him. His entire being screamed at the possibility. She’d been mind-wiped.

“Oh, hell,” he whispered. He covered his mouth with his hand. She didn’t remember him. After all of his anxiety over finding her alive, he’d never considered the possibility that she’d forget him. His heart might as well have been ripped right out of his chest. “I…I’m a…friend. I came to find you. To rescue you. Robyn, you can trust me.”

The owl cooed once more, as if weighing his words. After a few tense moments of silence, the bird began to shift, her wings becoming arms, her beak becoming a nose and mouth. Before too long, she stood before him, gloriously naked, swaying on her feet.

She looked tired. She looked hungry.

She looked goddamn beautiful.

Mac’s eyes drank her in, roving over her hungrily before returning his gaze to her ice-blue eyes. He’d dreamt of this moment, of reuniting with her and finally taking what he’d always thought was rightfully his. But she looked at him with trepidation and tried to cover herself.

“You know my name.” Her voice caressed him, bringing his body alive. He was aware of her with every shred of his hardened flesh, but her words only confirmed his fears. She didn’t know him.
His heart broke.

“Yes, I do,” he said gently, blinking back the moisture that wanted to fall. “Your name is Robyn Groves. I’m Mac. You know me. Or at least, you used to.”

“Mac.” She exhaled on the word, as if mulling it over. “I’m sorry, but…I don’t know you.”

He sucked in air through his teeth. “My name is Mackenzie Bishop. I saved you from B*E*A*S*T* in Oregon. You were kidnapped by Lucian Carver and I’ve spent the past two months looking for you. I think you’ve been mind-wiped.”

“Dr. Carver!” she exclaimed, looking left and right with fear in her eyes.

“Easy, sweetheart, he’s not here. I don’t know where the bastard is, but he won’t hurt you ever again. Not if I have something to say about it.”

“You are a shifter too?”

He nodded, knowing she could probably smell it. “I’m a jaguar.”

“Where is Dylan?” she asked, looking around the glade.

Mac furrowed his brow in confusion. “Who’s Dylan?”

“He’s my mate.”

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Coming September 6th to Champagne Books!

~~Becka

And The Winner Is.....

2010-07-31T12:43:00.000-07:00

Eileen Bell!

Congratulations, Eileen, you are the winner of a signed copy of B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN, Book II of my popular BEAST series!

Please email me at rebeccagoings@gmail.com and let me know your snail mail addy and the name you'd like me to write on the inside. :)

Thank you so much for entering, and don't forget, there's one more contest at the end of August for a signed copy of Book III, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*.

WOOHOO!!

~~Becka

Win a Signed Copy of BEA*ST OF BURDEN!

2010-07-27T08:07:00.000-07:00

It's about that time folks, time for another CONTEST! Who wants to win a signed copy of Book II in my BEAST series? Of course you do!

What do you need to do to enter? Just leave a comment on THIS thread. Its that simple. Anyone who entered my previous contest can enter again. And feel free to spread the word! Twitter this link, mention it on your blog, let's get the word out that I'm offering a personalized signed copy of B*E*A*S*T OF BURDEN!

BEAST Series Book II

Running for their lives, overcome by desire–can Rogan protect the wife he doesn’t remember from the one man who wants them both dead?

Rogan Wolfe desperately wants to find the wife he doesn’t remember. After kidnapping him two years earlier, B*E*A*S*T* faked Rogan’s death to make it appear as if he’d died in a gruesome car accident. With that knowledge, he is driven to reclaim the life that was so maliciously stolen from him.

Marlie Silver is in shock. Not only has she just found out that her husband is alive and well, she learns that he’s a shifter–able to change his shape into a timber wolf. She’s never gotten over his loss and he’s offering her a second chance. Problem is, he doesn’t remember their life together.

But Rogan is being pursued by Sean Ross, a murderous shifter determined to kill him–and Marlie–at any cost. Can Rogan protect her from the man who wants them both dead? And can a wolf ever stand any chance at all against a Kodiak grizzly?

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Get your entry in by July 31st! I will pick a winner at random from the comments. GOOD LUCK! :D

~~Becka

Where Am I? Who Am I?

2010-07-14T11:29:00.000-07:00

I'm so scared. I don't know what to do. My mind is blank--I don't remember anything past two months ago. Every time I try to remember, I hit a brick wall. All I can think about is my cage and the branch that I perched on.

And the things they made me do... I can't even bring myself to think on that. My thoughts aren't so scattered when I'm in my shifted state. I've been trying to stay a snowy owl for as long as I can. But it's so quiet here. And I don't even know where here is.

After all the chaos, after all the death, I seem to be the only one left, circling the ruined compound with nowhere to go. I don't know who I am, I don't have anywhere to run. It makes me gag, what I've had to eat--what I've had to do to survive.

All I know...is my name.

Robyn Groves.

And The Winner Is.....

2010-07-02T08:16:00.001-07:00

Lorie

Shewbridge!

Lorie, congratulations on your win of a signed copy of the first book in this series, THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN!

Please email me at rebeccagoings@gmail.com with your snail mail address, and let me know who's name to put on the inside.

I want to thank everyone who entered my contest, but check back, because I'll be running a contest at the end of July and August for the other two books in this series, signed of course!

Woohoo! I hope you like the book, Lorie! You'll have to let me know... :P

~~Becka

Exclusive Contest to Win a Signed Book!

2010-06-20T08:32:00.000-07:00

Would you like to win a copy of the first book of my B*E*A*S*T* series? What if I signed it? With a personalized message?? :D

Well here's your chance! I'll be holding a separate contest each month until the release of MARK OF THE B*E*A*S*T*. Each contest will be for a signed print copy of one of the books in the series.

And for the month of June, that book will be THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN.

BOOK I OF B*E*A*S*T*

On the run, out of luck, and out of time–can Noah save the woman he loves from the very agency that made him a monster?

When Lanie Erickson is thrown from her car in a horrific accident, she never dreams she’ll be saved by a white tiger! Nor does she think meeting the man who claims to be the tiger’s ‘friend’ will change her life forever.

Noah Carpenter has a terrible secret. Mutated genetically by the agency known as B*E*A*S*T*, Noah is a shifter, able to change his shape at will. But he escapes the agency that made him a monster, and now he’s on the run.

As Noah remembers more about who he used to be, his attraction for Lanie grows until it cannot be denied. Even though Lanie knows of his savage side, she welcomes him with open arms. But when B*E*A*S*T* suddenly abducts her, can Noah save the woman he loves from the torture he once endured? And can he do it even if it means killing anyone who gets in his way?

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What do you have to do to be entered? It's simple folks. Respond to THIS THREAD, not the thread about the new release, not the thread about the book cover, not the thread that overviews the series, THIS VERY CONTEST THREAD. If you post a reply, just a "Hey, how's it goin'" gets you entered. I will only count your reply once, so please don't spam this thread. I will pick a winner on June 30th.

This contest is exclusive to my B*E*A*S*T* blog. Feel free to spread the word. Woohoo!

~~Becka

Oh No He Didn't...

2010-06-17T22:08:00.000-07:00

Rogan: "That son of a bitch! Noah, I swear to Christ I'm going to kick that boy's ass when I see him again."

Noah: "Get in line. Jet and Trevor have already left looking for him."

Rogan: "Gadammit! When will these guys ever learn? We're not superhuman."

Wade: "Uh, yeah, we kinda are."

Rogan: "Shut the hell up, Cougar. Who's talking to you?"

Noah: "Calm down, Wolfe. Mac might be an idiot but he's not stupid."

Rogan: "He went to the Everglades by himself, Noah."

Noah: "I know."

Rogan: "To the third B*E*A*S*T* compound."

Noah: "I know."

Rogan: "I think he's pretty damned stupid! He has no back up. He has no friggin' plan. All he has is a few tranqs and some of that serum that makes it so we can't shift for a few hours."

Wade: "He knows Lucian's safeword. At least he can say that if he gets ambushed by shifters."

Rogan: "Again, who's talking to you?"

Noah: "Rogan, don't be an ass."

Rogan: "No, seriously. We had to clean up Wade's mess, as I recall. Went in guns-a-blazin' just like our boy Mac."

Wade: "And Noah didn't? Or what about you, Mr. Wolfe? Huh? When you found out you had a wife, nothing could have stopped you from claiming her."

Rogan: "Yeah, but she wasn't at a heavily-guarded B*E*A*S*T* compound!"

Wade: "True, but you lead Sean right to her. Blew her house to Kingdom Come. That was a smooth move."

Noah: "Guys, guys, look. We've all got baggage. Robyn is Mac's baggage. He hasn't claimed her, but damn, she might as well be his mate. We've all seen the way he is around her. I don't blame him for not wanting to wait for us to make up our minds on how to storm the place. We were dragging our feet."

Rogan: "We were trying to find a tactical way in without getting our asses handed to us and thrown back into a cell for reprogramming."

Wade: "Have a little faith in the guy, Rogan. He knows what he's doing. He took down the compound in Oregon without us."

Rogan: "With the help of Jet and Trevor!"

Noah: "And Robyn."

Rogan: "All right, fine, fine. He knows what he's doing, I'll give you that much. But if B*E*A*S*T* doesn't kill the bastard, I will."

I Won't Stop Until I Find Her...

2010-06-14T12:07:00.000-07:00

Two months. Two goddamn months! That's how long I've been looking for Robyn Groves. She's a snowy owl. She's absolutely gorgeous. And she's mine.

Lucian Carver's going to rue the day he ever took her from me. Noah, Rogan, Wade and I have been searching for her in Florida, along with Jet and Trevor. We think we might have found the third B*E*A*S*T* compound in the Everglades. But Christ, the others are dragging their feet! Should we be stealthy? Or should we storm the place? Obviously, I'm all for Option #2.

If we don't do something and quick, I'm going to go storm the place my friggin' self. Hell, might do it anyway. Robyn is in there. I can't wait any longer. Carver is torturing her. It'll be my pleasure to sink my teeth into his throat. I've never been one to like the taste of blood, but just the thought of killing that bastard makes my mouth water. Well, that, and feeling Robyn pressed against me once more, sighing into my ear and begging me to make love to her.

Screw it. The others can do what they like. I'm going to bust Robyn out of there once and for all.

I'm coming, baby.

Hold on for me.

~~Mac Bishop

Uncanny Music Video!

2010-06-12T22:48:00.001-07:00

It's like they wrote this song and filmed this video for my BEAST series...

Members of SKILLET, are you fans?! :P

Awesome. LOVE IT!!

~~Becka

MARK OF THE BEAST'S COVER!

2010-06-10T14:52:00.000-07:00

Wow. Isn't it awesome?? That's my boy Mac, with his eye flashing gold in mid-shift into a jaguar. He's looking out through a cut-out of an owl, a snowy owl to be exact. I had requested this cover be in brown tones and I love the warmth of the color the cover art chose.

I LOVE IT!! :D:D

Coming to Champagne Books September 7th, 2010!

~~Becka

BEA*ST For Dummies

2010-06-09T13:03:00.000-07:00

MySpace Layouts & Tools

Since we are now down to a few short months until release of the fourth book in my BEAST series, entitled MARK OF THE B*E*A*S*T*, I have decided to post a FAQ of sorts, to help you sort out what's who and who's what with regards to this series. Some of you have been with me since the beginning, others have found their way here recently. And still others have read this series out of order.

So here's what's really going on.

B*E*A*S*T* stands for:

BIO-ENGINEERING TO ATTAIN SHIFT TRANSFORMATION

They are a malevolent secret agency, funded by...who knows? And specializing in splicing human DNA with that of animals, turning normal men and women into shifters. These shifters are able to shift at will, yet retain no memory of their lives before; before they were monsters. A few of these experiments have escaped B*E*A*S*T*'s compounds. These are their stories.

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THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN - Book I

HERO: Noah Carpenter, a white tiger, the first to escape, but in his shifted state, causes a horrific car accident, and an innocent woman plunges down a mountainside. He saves her, but because she has now come in contact with him, BEAST will stop at nothing to take the woman as well.

HEROINE: Lanie Erickson, works at a bookstore but can't go back to her life. She's on the run with Noah without really knowing why, but instead of hating the man she's with, all she can dream about is being his mate.

On the run, out of luck, and out of time–can Noah save the woman he loves from the very agency that made him a monster?

eBook: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-thebeastwithin-468-153.html

Print: http://champagne.vstore.ca/product_info.php/pName/the-beast-within/manufacturers_id/36

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B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN - Book II

HERO: Rogan Wolfe, a timber wolf, has no memory of his wife. He goes to Alaska to confront the life he once lived, but now, he's got to save the woman from the evil shifter who wants them both dead.

HEROINE: Marlie Silver, a veterinarian, she's mourned the loss of her husband for two years. When he shows up on her doorstep, it rocks her world. But he doesn't remember her, and now they've got to keep one step ahead of a man who can shift into a Kodiak, a man who's clearly going insane.

Running for their lives, overcome by desire–can Rogan protect the wife he doesn’t remember from the one man who wants them both dead?

eBook: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-beastofburden-1045-153.html

Print: http://champagne.vstore.ca/product_info.php/pName/beast-of-burden/manufacturers_id/36

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NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T* - Book III

HERO: Wade McAllister, a cougar, he's hellbent on revenge. He wants to take down the very bastard who made them all into freaks, but when he kidnaps the Senator's daughter, he doesn't count on falling for her.

HEROINE: Keira Covington, a Senator's daughter, she has no idea about the nefarious dealings of her father. But what Wade claims to be isn't humanly possible. Despite what he is, Keira can't help but swoon for the one man she should run far away from.

Out for blood, blindsided by passion–when Wade falls hard for Covington’s daughter, will he exact his revenge upon the man behind B*E*A*S*T*, or have mercy for her sake?

eBook: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-natureofthebeast-5666-149.html

Print: http://champagne.vstore.ca/product_info.php/pName/nature-of-the-beast/manufacturers_id/36

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MARK OF THE B*E*A*S*T* - Book IV

HERO: Mackenzie Bishop, a jaguar, has loved Robyn since the moment he laid eyes on her. But she was taken from him by BEAST, and he won't stop until she's back in his arms--whether she remembers him or not.

HEROINE: Robyn Groves is a shifter as well, a snowy owl, who doesn't remember a thing past two months ago as she's been mind-wiped by BEAST. She's saved by a man who's oddly familiar, one who gets her motor running like nobody's business. And he won't take no for an answer.

Desperate to find her, hell-bent on revenge. When Mac discovers the woman he loves has been mind-wiped by B*E*A*S*T*, he’ll stop at nothing to make sure they pay–with their lives.

COMING SEPTEMBER 2010!!

Any other questions about this series? Feel free to ask in the comments!

~~Becka
http://www.RebeccaGoings.com

MARK OF THE BEA*ST is Coming...

2009-11-16T22:59:00.000-08:00

Desperate to find her, hell-bent on revenge. When Mac discovers the woman he loves has been mind-wiped by B*E*A*S*T*, he'll stop at nothing to make sure they pay--with their lives.

For two hellish months, Mackenzie Bishop has been searching the Florida Everglades for the woman he loves, who was kidnapped by B*E*A*S*T*. He finds her at a hidden compound, but their reunion is not what he'd been hoping for.

Robyn Groves has been mind-wiped by B*E*A*S*T*. She doesn't remember who she is, yet the man before her is familiar, if only his scent...and his taste. Deciding to trust him, he helps jog her memories with kisses of passion and desire.

But B*E*A*S*T* has found them, and no matter how hard they run, the agency is just a step behind. When Mac gets caught, it's now up to Robyn to save him. But Dr. Carver has a wicked secret, one that could destroy not only Mackenzie, but B*E*A*S*T itself.

After more than two years, B*E*A*S*T* roars back.

SOON.

NATURE OF THE BEA*ST IS HERE!

2007-12-06T16:42:00.001-08:00

You've been waiting since February to find out what happens to Wade McAllister. Your wait is now over...

NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T, Available Now from Champagne Books

The B*E*A*S*T* is back. Are you ready?

~~Becka
http://www.RebeccaGoings.com

PRE-ORDER BEA*ST OF BURDEN IN PRINT!

2007-11-05T09:04:00.001-08:00

Yup, that's right, Rogan Wolfe's book, B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN, is coming to print on or around November 30th. But you can PRE-ORDER your copy now, just in time for Christmas! To pre-order your copy, go to http://www.ChampagneBooks.com and scroll to the middle of the front page. If you have PayPal, you'll be all set!

I'm so excited folks, you have no idea! And there's a sneak peek of Wade's first chapter from NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T* at the end. You don't want to miss it!

~~Becka

http://www.RebeccaGoings.com

It is Finished

2007-09-23T12:54:00.000-07:00

Are you ready for Wade McAllister?

NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*

Coming Soon

www.ChampagneBooks.com

NATURE OF THE BEA*ST Cover!

2007-08-28T10:50:00.000-07:00

Check out this bad boy:

Out for blood, blindsided by passion--when Wade falls hard for Covington’s daughter, will he exact his revenge upon the man behind B*E*A*S*T*, or have mercy for her sake?

Coming in December to Champagne Books!

~~Becka
http://www.rebeccagoings.com/

NATURE OF THE BEA*ST Excerpt!

2007-08-08T09:36:00.000-07:00

Since I've had a hiatus on this blog, I thought I would regale you with an excerpt from Wade's story to keep you entertained until this book is released. :) Enjoy it!

~*~*~*~

Standing from the bed, Keira paced the room, wiping her palms on her jeans. What the hell was the matter with her? Cursing softly, she didn’t want to analyze her feelings too much. The more she thought about why she felt so strongly for a man she only knew for a day, the more she was convinced she was going crazy. She was on the run from her very own father with a man who claimed he could shift into a cougar. Where was the logic in that? None of it made sense. But it made Keira feel better, somewhat. Because her lust didn’t make sense either.

After a few more minutes of pacing, Wade’s shower turned off. Keira closed her eyes and envisioned him toweling off, rubbing himself all over his hard muscles…

With a growl of her own, Keira yanked open her motel room door and stepped out onto the walk. Before she could think about what she was doing, she pounded on Wade’s door. Butterflies swirled in her stomach, and she had no clue what she was going to say to him. But she’d be damned if she was going to spend the night alone.

The door swung open wide and she gasped at the sight on the other side. Wade stood there in all his glory, with nothing more than a white towel around his waist. His skin was still wet from his shower and his hair dripped onto his shoulders. He could give Adonis a run for his money. She knew she was staring, but she couldn’t seem to get her mouth to work as she looked him up and down, speechless. He was a spectacular man, his muscles bulging in just the right places. His stomach was flat, with a light mat of golden hair that converged into a line disappearing beneath his towel. The only imperfection was a couple of large scars streaking across his belly, which almost resembled claw marks. Where had he gotten those?

He glanced around her, seeming to look for some kind of pursuer, before taking a step forward. “What’s wrong?”

His stance was a guarded one, as if he were getting ready to pounce on whatever dangers might lurk beyond his door.

“I…I…” She shook her head and he raised a brow.

“Are you hurt?”

Keira smiled inwardly. If Wade only knew the “pain” her body was going through… “No,” she finally said. “But I…I heard your shower and I… Damn it.”

She crossed her arms and turned away, her eyes burning with unshed tears. She was hot and more than a little turned on. But she wasn’t used to telling a man what she wanted from him. Asking Wade to make love to her suddenly seemed like a foolish idea.

Then, in a burst of inspiration, she turned back, looking him in the eye. “Will you shift for me?”

She’d surprised him with her request. His brows shot up and he scratched his head. “You want me to shift for you?” His tone was skeptical. She had to keep him talking.

“Yeah. I mean, I’ve only seen Brett do it. I love cougars, you know. I want to see you shift too. As…as long as…”

“As what?” It was Wade’s turn to cross his arms.

“As long as you don’t hurt me.”

He took a deep breath and sighed. “I might be able to change into a cougar, but I can still think as a human. You wouldn’t be in danger.”

“So you’ll do it?”

His eyes flashed while a muscle ticked in his jaw. “I hate becoming the cougar.”

“Oh.” Keira tried to hide her disappointment. But she should have known it was pointless in front of him. Wade knew what she was thinking almost before she did. She turned to leave.

“Wait.” His voice stopped her in her tracks. She trembled with desire. It had to be rolling off her in waves. There was no way he didn’t know what was on her mind.

Keira turned and glanced at him. He opened his door a little wider and cocked his head, as if daring her to come in. She bit the inside of her lip and hesitated for only a moment before breezing past him. She got a whiff of his clean scent and it was all she could do not to reach out and touch his skin.

The door slammed shut and she jumped at the sound. Wade loomed over her. “Are you ready for this?”

She must have been imagining things. By the look in his eye, she could have sworn he’d meant to give his words a double-meaning. She nodded curtly.

“Sit down.”

Keira sat on the edge of his bed, refusing to look at his towel any longer. It only made her ache all the more. She couldn’t keep her body from shaking. Her nerves were shot. This was it. Wade was going to show her exactly how he shifted. She just hoped she could survive the dark flame in his eyes.

~*~*~*~

:D

~~Becka

Release Date Change

2007-06-25T08:32:00.000-07:00

Okay, folks, yer not gonna like this news, so please, don't send any posses to my house, mkay? :P

Wade's story, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*, has been postponed from an August release to perhaps December. This was due to the fact that I couldn't pick the book from my brain fast enough, and therefore watched helplessly as my deadline swooshed right on by. :(

Rather than rush me through a crappy ending to a kick-ass series, my publisher at Champagne Books opted to push this book to a later date, thus giving me more time to finish it. However, this cloud has a silver lining. You won't be completely without your Becka fix.

My scheduled December release, PROMISE ME FOREVER, was finished and ready to be edited already, therefore, that book has been moved up to the August release date slot. You can find out more information on that book at the following linky:

http://www.rebeccagoings.com/books/mainstream/promise.html

I have finished all my previous book engagements, and now I am working exclusively on NotB. If I get it finished in a timely manner, there's a chance it might be pushed up from December. But don't get your hopes up. It's only a *chance* not a probability.

This is the reason why I haven't been updating my BEAST blog. I've been frantically working on other books in the interim, but now I'm all done with those. :) So keep checking back every now and again. I'll try to keep this blog interesting.

Thanks for understanding, guys. I lubs ya. But you knew that already. :)

~~Becka

BEA*ST Thursday Thirteen

2007-05-24T10:16:00.000-07:00

Thirteen shifters mentioned in the B*E*A*S*T* books by Rebecca Goings:

1.
White Tiger

2.
Timber Wolf

3.
Cougar

4.
Black Panther

5.
Kodiak Grizzly

6.
Cheetah

7.
Hawk

8.
Lion

9.
Falcon

10.
Jaguar

11.
Bald Eagle

12.
Crocodile

13.
Silverback Gorilla

Are you terrified yet?

You should be.

NATURE OF THE BEA*ST Excerpt!

2007-04-18T11:26:00.000-07:00

Here's another yummy excerpt from the third book in the B*E*A*S*T* series, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*. Enjoy!

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“Keira.” His voice sounded gritty and a little strained.

“What?”

“Get off my lap.”

“No.” He looked shocked at that.

“Why the hell not?”

She shrugged. “I’m comfortable.”

Wade snorted. “Well that makes one of us.”

She smiled at him, but noticed he did nothing to make her vacate his space.

“If you don’t get off, I’m going to do something I’ll regret,” he said.

“What, like kiss me?” She raised a brow.

“Among other things. God, lady, if we keep going on like this, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you.”

“I’m a grown woman, Wade,” she reminded him. “If I didn’t want you kiss me, I wouldn’t still be in your lap.”

That seemed to stun him into silence. She could tell by the look on his face. Taking the initiative, Keira leaned in and pressed her mouth to his.

His lips were soft under hers, but the kiss was a chaste one, nothing more than a few gentle pecks. Keira didn’t want to push him any further than he wanted to go, despite her state of arousal.

Releasing his mouth, she whispered, “Can you smell me?”

He barely nodded, his eyes flashing as they had before.

“You don’t want to do this.”

“Well you obviously can’t read my mind,” she said, rolling her eyes.

“I’m not . . . a real man.”

“You look real to me.”

“I’m a shifter.”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“That’s obvious. If you did, you’d hate me.” He broke her eye contact. A deep sadness settled in Keira’s heart. Did this man have anyone in his life who loved him?

Raising his chin, she wiped the remaining moisture of his tears from his cheeks. “You kidnapped me, bound and gagged me and tried your hardest to scare the hell out of me. And I don’t hate you now.”

Wade chuckled. “That’s because you’re a damn fool woman.”

“Stubborn, too.” She grinned slightly.

“Why do you care about me?” he asked.

His question made her think. How could she explain what she didn’t understand herself?

“You’re a sweet man.” He scoffed at her. “You’re also gentle.”

“Are you sure you’re talking about me?”

Keira smiled at his attempt at humor. “I’m sure. And the fact that you’re sexy as hell is definitely a bonus.”

Wade’s sharp intake of breath echoed throughout the cabin of the truck. He closed his eyes while his nostrils flared.

“No one’s ever called me sexy before,” he admitted, visibly trembling.

Leaning in closer, Keira brought her face within inches of his. “Well, you are, Mr. McAllister. I could look at you all day and never tire--”

That’s as far as she got. Wade pounced on her, forcing her mouth open with his tongue, holding her head hostage with the hand now buried in her hair. Keira whimpered in surprise, but then surrendered fully to him.

Grabbing two handfuls of his hair, she kissed him back, determined not to let him get away from her. His hand on her thigh burned through her jeans, searing her skin. She tried to scoot closer, but she wasn’t straddling his legs. It was almost impossible.

Without breaking their kiss, Wade wrapped his arms around her and held her close while he stood as much as he could. He stumbled out of his seat, only to fall on top of her in the back of the Hummer, making it rock violently from side to side.

But Keira didn’t care.

His knee parted her legs, coming right up to meet her at the top of her thighs, and she moaned at the swift contact. She tried to press against him as hard as she could.

His tongue swirled in her mouth, playing and teasing hers with its silken heat. Trying to gain the upper hand in their kiss only served to make Wade stab his tongue even harder, demanding her participation. Keira couldn’t remember the last time she took a breath.

Good Lord. The truck had to be going up in smoke.

~*~*~*~*~*~

>:D

Coming Soon from Champagne Books!

~~Becka

Wade Won't Get Far

2007-04-12T14:16:00.000-07:00

Wade has gone off the deep end. He's kidnapped Covington's daughter for Christ's sake! What did he think the old man was going to do--let him get away with it? Clive's out for blood, and Wade will be lucky if he survives Covington's wrath, despite who he used to be in his life before.

The old man has sent me to take care of him.

The difference between me and Sean is that I actually get the job done, unlike that unreliable grizzly. And I've got an ace up my sleeve. I'm fortunate to have the Texas state police in my pocket. They've spotted Wade's truck in a town called "Cactus" and I'm on my way to intercept him.

And he's got no idea.

Wade will soon learn what it means to dick around with the old man. Clive may want him alive, but he doesn't care in what condition he's delivered. Covington might even be tempted to exterminate him if he's revealed the secrets of B*E*A*S*T* to Keira. She doesn't know anything about the project and if she ever found out, there would be hell to pay. But between you and me, I think the bastard wouldn't think twice about mind-wiping his own daughter to keep his secrets intact.

Cougar, you can't run from me. I've been clocked by the agency at seventy-five miles an hour. Good luck to you.

You're sure-as-shit gonna need it.

~~Brett Walker

They've Contacted the Media

2007-03-28T15:42:00.000-07:00

Christ, they've alerted the press. Keira's beautiful face is all over the Channel 6 news. Son of a bitch!

I knew they'd take this story to the media sooner or later. She's the daughter of a well-known public figure for Heaven's sake. I just didn't think it would be this soon. That bastard Covington is going to spare no expense to find me. I've got to take Keira back to Dallas. I was wrong for kidnapping her, but damn it, I wasn't thinking straight. I thought it was the right thing to do. But she's innocent of all this.

And to top it all off, I can still smell her desire. And the way she looks at me... I sometimes feel like the only man on earth. Why is she doing this to me? God, I need to shift something fierce. I need to shift and run away, hide out in the hills and fricken' stay there. I can't do this any more. I thought revenge on the old man was what I wanted. But now I know it's not.

I want Keira.

And it's driving me insane.

For my own sanity, she has to go back. If I'm stuck with her on the road for very much longer, I'm afraid of what I might do, of what WE might do, and it cannot be allowed to happen. If she knew what I truly was, she'd run away screaming. I need to tell her I can shift into a cougar. But I can't bring myself to do it. My own selfish pride wants her to keep on looking at me like she does.

She's called me sexy. Dear Lord. There's nothing more I'd rather do than sink into her inviting heat. Again and again.

And again...

~~Wade McAllister

BEA*ST Series Video!

2007-03-21T18:03:00.000-07:00

I've decided to make a video that encompasses each book in the series, not just one. It turned out well, I think. I just loved the song and had to use it. It seemed to fit my series quite well, I'm thinkin'. :P

Enjoy!

~~Becka

NATURE OF THE BEA*ST Excerpt!

2007-03-14T15:03:00.000-07:00

Would you like to read an exclusive excerpt of NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*? Of course you would. LOL Many people have told me Wade is their favorite out of all of my shifters. Well, he's finally getting his own story. Yay!

Enjoy it!

~*~*~*~

"I'm sorry," he whispered, rubbing Neosporin cream onto her wounds. "I . . . I don't know what I was thinking. I'll . . . take you back. To your boyfriend."

"Wha . . . what about my father?"

Wade glanced into her eyes and a pang of longing struck him so hard, he couldn't breathe. Her gentle gaze pulled at his heartstrings and he couldn't help but think about Noah with Lanie and Rogan with Marlie. He wanted desperately to find a woman for himself, and the way Keira was looking at him made him crave it all the more.

She was soft and gentle. Caring, even. But how could she stare at him in such a way if he'd just abducted her? Even her cheeks were red from the duct tape, and Wade found himself wishing he could kiss all her hurts away. It made him sick to think he'd hurt her. He never thought of himself as a monster. But tonight, he'd proved he was beyond the shadow of a doubt.

"I'll get to Covington another way."

She gasped, but didn't release his eye contact. "You're still planning your revenge?"

"Yes," he said without hesitation.

"But--"

"Keira, I'm not going to ask you to understand why. Just know that it has to be done."

"Are you going to kill him?" she whispered. A sudden fear crept into her scent and he closed his eyes. Son of a bitch. Was he trembling? It had to be from the day's events. There was no other reason.

"That was my plan, yeah."

"Please. Don't kill him." Her warm hands touched his arm and he flinched. So much so, she pulled away in alarm.

He stared at her incredulously. "If you knew what he's done, you wouldn't ask that of me."

She bit her lip. She was also shaking. "What has he done? You mentioned a compound . . . and a shifter?"

Wade rubbed his eyes and sighed. "It's probably best if you don't know."

Keira watched her fingers as they plucked at the worn carpet lining the truck bed. "It's bad, isn't it?" she asked with a sniffle.

Her scent suddenly turned sad. The shreds of Wade's heart ached inside of him.
"Keira--"

"Just tell me," she said, her eyes shining with moisture.

"You wouldn't believe me if I did."

She gave him a forlorn chuckle, halfway between a sob and a laugh. "Whatever it is, it made you desperate enough to kidnap his daughter."

Wade nodded. "I'm sorry about that," he murmured with his eyes downcast. "When you're on the run, everyone you come in contact with is your enemy. I didn't think twice when I saw you. I acted on my own damned impulse."

"You're on the run?" Keira said with a gasp, covering her mouth. "Are you a criminal?"

He gave her a half-smile. "I'm on the run from your father's goons. And if they catch me, they’re going to mind wipe me again."

"Mind wipe? You mean brainwash you?"

He nodded.

"But that's not possible."

"There are a lot of things in this world that 'aren’t possible', but I see them happening every day. Trust me. It's possible."

"But . . . why would my father--how would my father have access to that kind of . . . thing?"

"I have no idea," Wade said, setting his jaw. "But I aim to find out."

~*~*~*~

~~Becka

THE BEA*ST WITHIN is Nominated for a Golden Rose Award!

2007-03-11T11:01:00.000-07:00

If you loved THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN enough to vote for it as the Best Paranormal Book of 2006, then please go and vote for it in the Golden Rose Awards! The previous "voting" was for the nominations. Now that my book has been nominated, you must vote for it again to win.

If you'd like to vote for me (or any of your faves), click here:

http://www.loveromancesandmore.com/goldenrosevoting.htm

and click "Cast Your Vote!"

The winners will be announced on April 10th. Can Noah Carpenter take home the Golden Rose? YOU DECIDE!!! :D

~~Becka

BEA*ST Series Half-Off Sale!

2007-03-09T16:43:00.000-08:00

For the rest of the month of March, the eBooks of the B*E*A*S*T* series will be on sale for HALF OFF! If you've been putting off buying these books, now's the time to buy!

B*E*A*S*T* Series Half-Off Sale!!

THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN at $2.50

B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN at $3.00

What could be better?? :P

Noah and Rogan will not disappoint you. Woohoo!!

~~Becka

Damn

2007-02-28T13:45:00.000-08:00

I kissed her. Christ, I kissed her and now I don't know what to do. She's just . . . so damn beautiful, and when she looks at me, I--

Shit. I'm doing it again. Trying to rationalize my own incompetence. This is going to be more difficult than I thought.

But what the hell else am I supposed to do when I can smell her desire? It rolls off her in waves, impossible to ignore. She tries to hide it. But there's only so much one man can take.

I know I shouldn't be thinking about her desire, her lips, her skin... She's Keira Covington, for Christ's sake.

She's not afraid of me and I've got no friggin' clue as to why. I kidnapped her and here she is, gazing at me like I'm some kind of flavor of the week. Maybe she's pretending. Biding her time until she can escape--making me guess at her intentions. I've heard of a woman "faking it", but how she be faking the spicy scent of desire?

Jesus, I can't do this anymore! I have to take her back to Dallas before I do something I'm gonna regret. But now, I'm lost in the middle of the goddamn Texas desert.

This just keeps getting better and better.

~~Wade McAllister

What the Hell is Going On?

2007-02-21T20:36:00.000-08:00

I've been abducted. I don't know by who, I don't know why, all I know is, I'm bound and gagged like some animal in the back of a foul-smelling Humvee. My abductor seems nervous about something, always peering into his rearview mirror, as if looking for pursuers. What is he thinking? He's got to know I'm the daughter of Senator Clive Covington.

He's going to get himself into a lot of damn trouble if he doesn't rethink what he's doing. But he seems familiar to me, and for the life of me, I cannot figure out where I've seen him before. But I know it's been a long time, and my memory isn't always so great. Hopefully, I'll remember who he is, and maybe then I'll be able to understand why the hell he abducted me from the parking lot of the Channel 6 News.

He seems as if he has at least some kind of moral compass. He's told me more than once he won't harm me. But I've witnessed his eyes flash a strange gold color, something I'm sure no other person on the face of this earth can do. Maybe I merely imagined it, but I could have sworn his eyes glinted a different color when he stared at me in the rearview mirror.

I cannot believe I'm bound and gagged in the back of a truck, no doubt somewhere on a remote highway, thinking my captor is a good-looking man. Is something wrong with me? Perhaps it's the feelings of familiarity I have toward him that's making me even think it. Perhaps it's the way his eyes soften when he looks at me, regardless of their changing color.

Oh God, he's pulling over now. He's going to make me more comfortable. What should I do, run? Or try to get on his good side? I hope, for my own sake, I don't make the wrong decision...

~~Keira Covington

He Will Hear Me Roar

2007-02-15T17:00:00.000-08:00

I don't care what anyone says, that bastard Covington is gonna pay. And he's gonna pay dearly. I can barely live with myself any more. How the hell can you look at yourself in the mirror when you know you're nothing better than a goddamn animal?

B*E*A*S*T* turned me into a cougar and Clive Covington is the bastard who funded the whole damn thing.

Noah and Rogan don't want to touch him. I can't understand that. Why the hell not? We know he's behind this whole friggin' thing. I say we take the mother out! Who gives a flying rat's ass if he's a United States Senator? I sure as hell don't. He's not untouchable.

What do I have to lose? B*E*A*S*T* stole me from my life. The man I used to be is legally dead. I DON'T EXIST. Who better to take Covington out than one of the very shifters he created?

I know how I'm going to get to him, too. Covington has a daughter. Her name is Keira.

This is almost too easy. Hit the bastard where it hurts.

There's just one problem. I don't hurt women.

She's Covington's daughter, and that makes her the enemy. But she's so damn beautiful, it's hard not to be swayed by it. Besides, I won't hurt her per se, I'm merely going to kidnap her for insurance. Make sure that old bastard will "talk" to me. Then, when his defenses are down, I'm going to rip out his throat.

These damned erotic dreams I'm having are my own friggin' problem.

~~Wade McAllister

BEA*ST OF BURDEN is on FictionWise!

2007-02-07T09:45:00.000-08:00

For those of you waiting for B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN to surface on FictionWise, your wait is over! You can buy the book directly from Champagne Books at:

http://store.fictionwise.com/servlet/mw?t=book&bi=43497&si=52

Or from FictionWise here:

http://www.fictionwise.com/eBooks/eBook43497.htm

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As you can see, I've changed the ticker at the top of this blog to reflect the time until Wade's book, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*. It's a ways off. Wade's book will not be released until August 1st. On the sidebar menu, you can watch the progress of this book as I write it. So far, it's a lot of fun and I have BIG plans for Wade, probably some that will shock and awe you!! LOL

There are a LOT of Wednesdays between now and August. We shall see if I can continue to entertain you with my weekly postings. :P I'll have to be creative. But I'm a writer, shouldn't be too hard, right?? :P

I hope you all enjoy Rogan's book. I've you're reading or have read it, please leave me a comment. I'd LOVE to know your thoughts on the second book of the B*E*A*S*T* series! Thanks for stopping by, and be sure to swing by on Wednesdays. That's when I update this blog. The only time I don't update on a Wednesday is if I'm on vacation or I forget. :P So if I forget, feel free to leave me a comment, because those get emailed to me, so I'll see it right off the bat. heheh

Tune in next week for some yummy Wade McAllister goodness!! :D This blog will now focus on the third book of the series, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T* coming in August to Champagne Books. Yeehaw!!

~~Becka

BEA*ST OF BURDEN Leaked Early!!

2007-01-28T11:27:00.000-08:00

If you want to get your hands on Rogan Wolfe BEFORE February 1st, my publisher, Champagne Books, has "leaked" the eBook of B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN to CoffeeTime Romance's Book Store!

To buy your copy, click the following link:

BUY B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN!

AWESOME!!

:D

~~Becka
Snoopy Dancin'

Friday Night Chat!

2007-01-24T14:49:00.000-08:00

Join me and my fellow Champagne authors as we chat Friday evening at the Joyfully Reviewed Yahoo Group! We'll be chatting about our upcoming February releases, including B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN. Come and have some fun, and enter for a chance to win a PDF download of Rogan's book! Believe me, you do NOT want to miss it!

To join the group, click the following link:

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Chatting_with_Joyfully_Reviewed/

Remember, this is an evening chat, so look for me between 6pm PST / 9pm EST to about 9pm PST / Midnight EST. This is not a chatroom chat, but rather, a chat on a Yahoo group, so come and join me! We'll have a howlin' good time with Rogan, my sexy wolf shifter! :D

~~Becka

BEA*ST OF BURDEN Excerpt

2007-01-17T10:46:00.000-08:00

The release of B*E*A*S*T OF BURDEN is just a few short weeks away! Here is another short excerpt to tempt you.

~~Rogan Wolfe

~*~

It was dusk. The sun had just set when Rogan saw a structure through the trees not too far away. Was that a house? He couldn't be sure. The cold was finally getting to him. Both he and Marlie needed to warm up--and soon. Marlie was shaking so badly that it was all he could do to keep a grip on her.

"Hold on, honey," he whispered as he cleared the tree line.

It was a house! It seemed as if he'd stumbled upon a small community nestled amidst the trees, away from the main highway.

Slinking toward the houses, Rogan was drawn to a dark one not too far away. He kept in the shadows as well as he could and grinned from ear to ear when he saw his salvation: a For Sale sign.

This house was empty.

Rogan rounded the house to the back yard and rejoiced when he saw that the rear doors to the home were window-paned French doors.

"Can you stand, Marlie?" he asked.

Her face had been pressed into his shoulder. She licked her lips but nodded slowly.

"Only for a moment, sweetheart," he said. "I promise."

He set her gently on her feet before making sure she could indeed stand on her own. She stumbled against the wall of the house but was able to hold her own weight. Without wasting any time, Rogan took the butt of the shotgun and smashed one of the window panes in the door, right near the deadbolt. In mere moments, he'd unlocked the door and it swung wide open.

Rogan once again swept his wife into his arms before entering the house, closing the door behind him. Glancing around the dining room, he grinned. Whoever was selling this house hadn't completely moved out. There were still a few pieces of furniture here and there. Maybe he could find a blanket somewhere. He strode into the living room and set Marlie on the couch.

"Will you be all right?" he asked. "I'm going to go look for a blanket."

Her teeth continued to chatter as she lay there. "Yuh-yes," she answered. "Huh-hurry."

"I will," he said, leaning the gun against the wall.

He checked every closet on the main floor and cursed under his breath when he found nothing. Damn it! Racing up the stairs two at a time, he searched the linen closet in the hall.

"Bingo," he whispered. Folded neatly on the floor of the closet was a down comforter. Taking a deep breath, he could smell only the detergent used to wash it. The comforter was clean. Grabbing it in his arms, he raced back downstairs to Marlie.

"Come on, baby. Let's get you out of these wet clothes," he said, moving the coffee table out of the way as he sat her up on the couch. She didn't fight him while he stripped her out of her jacket and sweater. Even her delicate skin had a bluish cast to it.

He stopped for a moment when he noticed the necklace she wore. Her wedding ring was nestled between her breasts, winking at him in the dim light. A surge of possessiveness pulsed through him, and he had to bite his lip to keep from growling. She hadn't been wearing it when they'd showered together, which meant she must have put it on after their interlude on the bathroom floor that morning.

Rogan was suddenly overcome by the need to make her his once again. He yanked off his own shirt, telling himself that Marlie needed skin-to-skin contact to get warm. Hell, so did he.

"What are yuh-you duh-duh-doing?" she asked.

"We're getting undressed. Our clothes are wet and cold. We need our shared body heat if we're going to get warm."

Marlie tried to unfasten her jeans, but her fingers were too stiff to grab a hold of the zipper. Pushing her hands away, Rogan did it himself, trying to ignore where his thoughts were headed. There was no time for that.

Marlie watched him as he yanked off her pants, followed by her panties. She still shivered from head to toe, but she gasped whenever his hands touched her. He had a feeling she was thinking exactly what he was.

Looking at her naked before him, he was reminded just how beautiful his wife truly was. On his knees before her, Rogan held her eye contact and unzipped his own jeans. There was no way to hide the effect her gaze had on him as he tugged his pants down over his hips, and he saw Marlie bite her lip as she looked at him.

Once he was as naked as she was, he held his hand out to her. He didn't say a word, but he could tell she knew what he wanted because she took his hand and scooted down to lie on the floor. Rogan lay down next to her and pulled the comforter over them both. When his arm pulled her close to his body, he could feel her shudder, and he shuddered too at the contact of her icy skin on his. But that didn’t stop him from draping his leg over hers in an effort to press her even closer into his warmth.

The closer the better.

He just hoped he'd be able to forget about his lust for five friggin' minutes. But with Marlie wiggling her gloriously naked body against him, that wasn't bloody likely.

~*~

B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN, coming February 1st, 2007 to http://www.ChampagneBooks.com!

Unveiling BEA*ST OF BURDEN's Cover!!!

2007-01-11T21:30:00.000-08:00

Check out my brand new cover for the highly anticipated second book of my B*E*A*S*T* series, B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN! It's awesome!! It matches the first cover wonderfully, and the color is great. I've always loved green. However, there's one big difference I'm sure you've already noticed... That's the VILLAIN on the cover! Sean Ross is a particularly nasty Kodiak grizzly. That's his pawprint as well. Isn't it awesome?? :D

Look for Rogan's story in just a few short weeks. It will release to http://www.champagnebooks.com on February 1st. Woohoo!!!

~~Becka

I'm Happy for Rogan

2007-01-10T09:09:00.000-08:00

Well it looks as if Rogan hasn't crashed and burned with his own widow. How odd that must be, revealing to your wife that you're not dead. "Hi, honey, I'm home!" I'm surprised the woman let him through the front door without hitting him over the head with a baseball bat!

But Rogan deserves a good woman. He's been to Hell and back. But I can feel some tension in the air between them. Lanie has told me a bit about what's going on. Apparently Rogan hasn't told Marlie he loves her despite her undying devotion or some such.

Rogan never was the sharpest tool in the shed.

And poor Marlie. It's so obvious she's madly in love with him. Rogan better tell her he loves her soon, or he just might lose her. Maybe I need to knock some sense into him. Lanie is telling me to mind my own business and perhaps I should. But Rogan's being an ass.

Maybe I'll pull him aside when Lanie's not watching and do us all a favor. Once that wolf realizes Marlie is the best damn thing that's ever happened to him, life around here should be smooth sailing. But until then, we've all got to live with his foul moods.

I really have no idea what Marlie sees in that mongrel anyhow. :)

~~Noah Carpenter

I Hate Feeling this Way

2007-01-03T10:02:00.000-08:00

Damn it. I hate feeling like this, but I can't help it. I should be happy for Noah and Rogan. I should be patting them on the back for finding a woman who can love them for who they are. But the truth is, I'm not happy. In fact, I'm damned depressed.

Oh, I put on a pretty face, I smile and congratulate them on their good fortune. I don't want them to see how I really feel. There's a deep, gnawing loneliness eating me from the inside. It's no secret I hate myself. I can't even stand looking at my reflection in a mirror. It's been so hard coming to grips with the fact I'm now a shifter--a cougar.

I hate the taste of blood, and yet I crave it at the same time. It's a Herculean effort to keep myself from shifting and hunting at any given time, and I'm scared as shit I'm going to crave being a cougar more than being a man. How can a woman accept that? I'd be terrified I might do something to her in my shifted state.

For me, it's hopeless. There isn't a woman on Planet Earth who will look at me like Lanie and Marlie look at Noah and Rogan. Each time I watch them embrace, a little jealous dagger pierces my heart and I can't help it. I want to be close to someone, I want someone to love me. But how can I ask that of them? How can they love me when I don't even love myself?

I'm dead inside. Perhaps there is no hope for me. I should resign myself to being alone for the rest of my life.

Jesus, I hate feeling sorry for myself! Snap out of it, Wade. You're more of a man than that. Heheheh, now THAT'S amusing, isn't it?

~~Wade McAllister

Merry Christmas!

2006-12-22T09:35:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas, everyone! I'm going on vacation next week, so there will be no more blog posts until after the first of the year, so have a good one, y'all, and I'll see you on the flip side! :D

~~Becka

Which Man Do I Love?

2006-12-20T08:59:00.000-08:00

I'm so confused. My husband has come back to me. But he's not the man I married. He's different now, and I'm not sure how I feel.

I can't help but care for him. I loved my husband with everthing inside of me. But... do I love Matthew? Or the man Matthew became?

It's hard for me to call him "Rogan". It's hard to look at him as anything less than my husband. But Rogan doubts my feelings for him. He talks of himself in the third person, as if Matthew no longer exists. But he does! He's standing right in front of me.

True, he no longer has memories of his life when he was married to me. In that respect, I guess he's right. Matthew Silver no longer exists. But my feelings for him do exist.

So where does that leave me? How can I say I love Rogan and be absolutely sure I love "him", not some memory of the man he used to be? And what of his feelings? If he's no longer Matthew, then he no longer loves me. When I realized that truth, it was as if someone had ripped out my heart.

The man I love does not love me.

He's attracted to me, there's no doubt in that. But he's attracted to me because he wants to know about the man he was before. He wants to know what kind of woman he married years ago. But it's not love.

And that's what hurts the most.

Can the same man fall in love with me--twice?

I hope to God he can. I cannot lose him again.

~~Marlie Silver

BEA*ST OF BURDEN Excerpt

2006-12-13T09:53:00.000-08:00

Today I've decided to grace you with an excerpt from my book, B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN, coming February 1st, 2007. You've read Noah's story. Now buckle your seatbelts. My story is about to begin...

~~Rogan Wolfe

~*~*~*~

Rogan jerked awake and glanced around the room, disoriented. Sunlight poured through the blue curtains on the window near the headboard, and the sweet scent of Marlie surrounded him, but she wasn't in the bed. He could hear the sound of the shower in the master bathroom.

Damn it, he was going to drive himself insane. Thoughts of what she must look like naked ripped through his head like a freight train. Instantly his body tightened, and he had to grab hold of the comforter to keep himself from flying off the bed.

Last night had been the best night's sleep he'd gotten in a long time. He'd been so warm and comfortable, holding Marlie in his arms; he'd slept like a rock. Now, however, he lamented the fact that his body was now as hard as a rock.

"Shit," he whispered to himself, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Rubbing his eyes, he merely sat there, wondering what the hell to do. The clock on the side table read 8:45 a.m. Good ol' what's-his-name was going to make an appearance in fifteen minutes. Rogan growled at the thought. Marlie had mentioned that her friend Kevin wanted to take their relationship to the next level. Even though Rogan had only been reunited with his wife for barely a day, he felt his protective instincts kick in.

Marlie was his mate--end of story, damn it.

Dear God, is she humming in there?

He swallowed hard, trying not to think about her soapy skin, but it was nearly impossible. He knew he'd probably seen her naked many times during his life before, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't conjure the image in his memory, and his curiosity got the better of him.

Standing from the bed, he limped over to the closed bathroom door and opened it. A wall of steam hit him in the face. Lucky for Rogan, the door didn't squeal on its hinges. The shower was a stall with an opaque glass door, so he could see the vague outline of Marlie's body through it. Growling at himself in the fogged up mirror, he made a split decision.

"I’m gonna regret this," he said under his breath.

He stepped out of his boxers and let his shirt fall to the floor. Bending over, he also unwrapped the bandages on his injured leg and threw them into the trash can. Already his wounds felt better. They were still an angry red underneath Marlie's stitches, but he was able to put more weight on his leg than the night before. It had been awhile since he'd showered, and he couldn't think of a better way to get clean than to share the shower with his extremely beautiful wife.

The moment he opened the stall door, Marlie squealed and turned around in fright, her body wet from head to toe. Her long dark hair clung to her back, and the water splashed over her skin in rivulets. Marlie's breasts were just the right size for his hands--if she'd let him touch her--and the patch of hair between her legs was neatly trimmed. She didn't even bother to cover herself, she merely chewed the inside of her lip.

Rogan had meant to step into the shower with her, but now that he'd gotten an eyeful of her exquisite body, all he could do was stand there and stare. Marlie looked at his face as if she were too afraid to glance down at his own nakedness.

After a few moments of shocked silence, she said harshly, "What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm gonna join you, sweetheart," he said, finally finding his voice as he stepped into the stall.

Marlie swallowed hard. "This… this isn't a good idea."

"Oh?" he countered, raising a brow at her. "What better way for me to remember you than to touch every inch of you?"

She closed her eyes. "Dear Lord, Matt--I mean, Rogan. You're a stubborn man."

He had to grin at her. "Damn right, honey. Are you complaining?"

Marlie shook her head and finally looked down at him. She gasped at the proof of his desire. He grew harder just having her stare at him. With a groan, he pushed her against the tiles of the shower.

"Can I touch you?" he asked.

Rogan knew he was being bold by joining her in the shower, but he didn't want her to think she didn't have a choice. He wanted her to accept him back into her life, but he also wanted her to choose him for herself.

"Can I taste you?" He didn't even recognize his own husky voice. Her hands rested on his biceps as he leaned over her, the warm shower spray slicking his skin.

"Rogan--"

He placed a finger over her lips. "Yes or no," he said, giving her a look he hoped she could read. He was forcing the issue, but damn it, he had to remember her. He had to grab hold of the life he’d once had. And, looking down at her creamy skin once more, he had to put his mouth on her.

Marlie bit her lip but didn't break his eye contact. Her breathing was rapid, and he could smell her desire through the scent of her flowery soap. She ran her hands up his arms to his shoulders. Rogan thought he was going to burst if she didn't answer him soon.

"Yes," she finally whispered.

~*~*~*~

Christ, The Man's Insane

2006-12-06T09:48:00.000-08:00

I really don't know what the hell the old man was thinking, putting Sean in charge of the mission to take Rogan out. True, Sean always had a passion for killing the guy, but it's turned into an obsession. Even I can see that.

Covington sent me to Alaska to collect the cougar. For whatever reason, the old man doesn't want Wade McAllister harmed. I don't really care, I just want to get the hell out of this place. It's too damn cold here. I can't wait to get back to Texas.

But I'm not so sure Sean will be able to stay focused and follow Covington's orders. I've talked to Sean. The man doesn't have a light on upstairs. Sure he's a Kodiak and sure he's a badass, but when he starts threatening me, ME, Brett Walker, that's where I draw the line.

I'd like to see him try to catch me.

I'm the fastest animal on the planet. B*E*A*S*T* saw to that. And Covington keeps me close for that reason alone. I think I pissed off Sean a little more by laughing in his face after his threats, but you know what? I don't give a flying shit. He's unstable. There's no doubt in my mind once Sean kills Rogan, Covington will instruct me to kill the grizzly bastard.

And it will be my pleasure.

~~Brett Walker

Remembering My "Life Before"

2006-11-29T12:00:00.000-08:00

I'm sitting here in my own wife's house and I can't remember one goddamn thing about our wedding day. She showed me pictures and I feel like a fricken' ass. How can I not remember the day I got married for God's sake? And Marlie, she was so beautiful in her dress. But no matter how hard I try, I can't bring those images to my mind, even though I see myself in those pictures, plain as day.

Those assholes at B*E*A*S*T* have a lot of shit to answer for. And Marlie... The woman looks so lost. Everytime she gazes at me, my heart jumps and all I want to do is kiss her tears away. I only have one hazy memory of my life before--making love to my wife on a starlit night. I can even remember exactly what Marlie tastes like.

I've got to know if what I remember is real. I NEED to know if it truly happened. I'm going crazy just thinking about it. But I can smell Marlie's scent. She's apprehensive and confused and scared at the fact that I've merely waltzed back into her life. But there's another scent wafting from her, a stronger one, one that's making me salivate at the thought alone.

Desire.

Christ, the woman still wants me after all this time! Wade says I have a second chance with her. He thinks she's still in love with me. Judging by her scent, I'd say he's not too far from the truth. But I can't jump into a new relationship with a woman I don't remember. That wouldn't be fair to either of us.

Damn it, I can hear her crying. I won't be able to stand it much longer.

Shit, I'm going to regret this. But I've got to taste her again. There's no other choice. I need to remember her. I need HER.

~~Rogan Wolfe

It's Too Easy

2006-11-22T01:02:00.000-08:00

I’ve found her house. Marlie Silver—the “wife” of Rogan Wolfe—the woman I’m going to kill. Her sweet scent permeates the air, and I can’t stand it. My mouth is drooling in anticipation of slipping my sharp teeth into her belly, cutting her flesh to ribbons.

And all while Rogan watches.

I know he’s in there with her. The snow is thick with the scent of his unease. More than once I’ve had to control the urge to tear down the door and kill everyone inside to satisfy my rage. But I must control myself. I haven’t come this far only to fail in making Rogan suffer as I have suffered. His wife thought she’d been a widow these past two years. Now, I’m going to make Rogan a widower.

The beauty of it all is that he’s found her again. I’ll give him some time. I’ll give him all the time he needs to reacquaint himself with Marlie. It will only prove to make my revenge that much sweeter. She’ll taste like sugar, the sweetest meat I’ve ever devoured.

And Rogan... Ah, he’ll taste bitter. His fear will permeate his flesh. I haven’t decided if I’ll have mercy on Marlie and kill her before I feast. More than likely I will. And I’ll eat my fill. Once my hunger is satisfied, I’ll leave Rogan to ponder the loss of his wife for a few hours, torturing him beyond belief. But for Rogan, there shall be no mercy. Oh no. My pleasure will come from hearing his screams echoing in my ears, pleading for me to stop, screaming his dead wife’s name.

Go ahead and bask in your false sense of security, Rogan Wolfe. Tomorrow, you—and your wife—are mine.

~~Sean Ross

New Winner!!

2006-11-21T00:24:00.000-08:00

Here it is, Tuesday, November 21st, and poor Pearl didn't claim her prize after one week's time. Therefore, she foreits her win to another person--chosen at random--who entered the contest I held TWO WEEKS ago for a chance to win an autographed copy of THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN.

I'm sorry, Pearl, but I tried to find you, really I did. I posted on my Amazon Plog, MySpace, my author loop, and all the Yahoo loops I frequent. :( I didn't see you and I didn't get any emails from you.

The NEW WINNER for the autographed copy is..... CATHY! :D I chose #17 at random, and Cathy, you were the 17th poster to the contest thread below with this comment: "This is a new series for me, but I loved the excerpts and would love a chance to read it."

Congratulations, woman! Please email me your snail mail addy to rebeccagoings@gmail.com and I'll get your prize out to you as soon as I can! :D

Remember, Cathy, you MUST respond to me within ONE WEEK, or else next Tuesday, you'll forfeit your win to someone else. Gotta be ON THE BALL in my contests! So don't delay, email me as soon as you can! Congrats again! Woohoo!

~~Becka

Rogan is a Man Obsessed

2006-11-15T10:44:00.000-08:00

I've never seen Rogan this way. He's driven by something deep inside of him to find his wife, Marlie Silver. I can't even imagine what it must be like to learn you have a wife--one you can't remember. She lives in Alaska of all places, and we've been busting our asses to get there. If you ask me, I think Rogan still loves her.

It's not too much of a stretch to believe if we can remember certain things about our lives before, then our feelings from that life might also seep into our consciousness. Rogan says he only wants to know, once and for all, if she's moved on, if she has herself a new family. But I can tell it's eating him inside. Every time I mention she might have moved on, he growls at me with his eyes flashing.

I think it's amusing, really. Somewhere deep down inside of him, Matthew Silver never really died. Rogan wants his wife to be waiting for him. He hasn't come out and said as much, but I can read his scent more than anything. He's worried and anxious most of the time. And jittery. Dear Gawd, is that boy jittery! Almost dumped a steaming cup of coffee in my lap the other morning. He didn't talk to me the rest of the day, because I, of course, refused to let him live it down.

I, for one, certainly hope his wife Marlie isn't tied down. For Rogan's sake. If he's this nervous about meeting her again for the first time, I can't even imagine what he'll be like if she's remarried. He'll be downright un-live-with-able. As much as he's gotten on my nerves on our trip up north, I do love the guy. And I can only pray Rogan finds what he hopes to find.

~~Wade McAllister

CONGRATULATIONS TO PEARL!!

2006-11-14T09:25:00.000-08:00

Pearl, YOU are the winner of an autographed copy of THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN!!! Congratulations, woman! Please email me at rebeccagoings@gmail.com and let me know your info so I can get your book out to you.

Thank you so much to everyone who entered my contest. This book (and series) is one of my favorites. You won't be disappointed! :D

THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN can be found on Amazon and Barnes & Noble online! Order yours today! :D

Don't forget, I update this blog every WEDNESDAY, and I'm now concentrating on posts for the second book, B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN, releasing on February 1st, 2007. I hope y'all come back to check things out every week!

Until then, check out this fantabulous GLOWING review TBW received from Love Romances and More:

"Move over Lora Leigh, Champagne Books' hot new author Rebecca Goings has joined the fray into genetically engineered shapeshifting uber-soldiers with the first book in her B*E*A*S*T series, THE B*E*A*S*T WITHIN and she is taking no prisoners.... This reader eagerly awaits the next book in this haunting and evocative B*E*A*S*T series. Kudos to Champagne Books for discovering this talented new author."

~~Tammy, Love Romances and More

~~Becka :D

Kickin' It Up a Notch!!

2006-11-08T09:26:00.000-08:00

Who wants to win a copy of THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN?? Better yet, who wants to win a SIGNED PRINT copy of THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN? Hmm?

All this week, I'm holding a contest here on my blog. I will announce the winner on Tuesday, November 14th, right here on THIS blog. All you've got to do to enter? Leave a comment on THIS VERY THREAD!! I want you to tell me what your favorite thing is about the B*E*A*S*T* series.

Do you like the heroes? The villains? The originality of the plot? The book cover? The book trailers? This blog? :P Anything at all, but you must tell me something you like about B*E*A*S*T* in order to qualify.

Remember, contest ends on Tuesday, so get your comments in!! Don't want to pass up a signed copy of B*E*A*S*T*!

~~Becka

HE'S ALIVE

2006-11-02T16:10:00.000-08:00

I don't believe it. How could this be happening? Matthew's alive? Where the hell has he been for the past two years?

I've been so lonely, so isolated, so cold since Matthew died. Despite my family's urgings, I couldn't bare to throw away his things. Week after week, I would pull down his pictures and try to find his scent on the clothes he left behind. My bed is so big and empty. But no matter how many men I've 'dated' since Matthew's death, none of them could possibly compare. He was the love of my life.

But now, there's a man on my couch who looks just like my deceased husband, claiming to actually be Matthew Silver. I don't know what to believe any more. I feel like I'm going insane. I missed him so damn much, all I want to do is pull him closer, feel his weight bearing down on me. But that scares me more than anything. Who knows who this guy really is. He goes by "Rogan Wolfe", amazingly, using my husband's middle name as his first name.

He looks just like Matthew, except his hair is a little longer. But this man can shift into a wolf! If I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes, I never would've believed it. What has he been through? Who the hell is B*E*A*S*T*? And dear God, what did they do to him?

He doesn't remember me. I never thought anything could hurt quite as much as losing my husband. But having fate return him to me only to take his memories away has ripped out my heart. Matthew may have returned to me, but he is no longer the man I married. He's now Rogan Wolfe, a shifter.

He says he can only remember one thing of his life before--making love to me. God help me, but I want him to take me in his arms and make love to me once again.

~~Marlie Silver

I Want The Bastards Dead

2006-10-25T11:38:00.000-07:00

How dare they. How dare those bastards break in and destroy MY facility. I want them dead. Every last one of them. I don't care how much money they each cost.

They have made me a laughing stock among the beneficiaries. If this has cost me the candidacy, I'll hunt them down and rip out their guts with my bare hands.

I've sent Sean to deal with the one known as Rogan Wolfe. That grizzly better not fail me. If he messes up, I can always send Brett. I've never once been disappointed by that cheetah. And those bastards wouldn't have a chance in hell running from the fastest B*E*A*S*T* on the planet.

Christ, maybe I should have sent Brett after all. Sean has his own agenda. If his hatred for the wolf clouds this mission, I'll have to take him out.

And I won't think twice. Neither will Brett.

~~Clive Covington

Rogan, You Will Suffer....

2006-10-18T09:28:00.000-07:00

I know exactly where you're going, Wolfe. Back to her, back to your wife. You're pathetic. Do you honestly think the woman is going to welcome you back with open arms? You are nothing more than a mutant now. Matthew Silver is dead. You belong to B*E*A*S*T*, and I'm going to make damn sure you remember that--right before I kill your pretty wife Marlie.

Don't make the mistake of thinking I don't remember. It was you who gave me this scar across my face, you who taunted me ruthlessly, spreading vicious rumors that Sean Ross, the mighty Kodiak grizzly, couldn't possibly hope to defeat a mere timber wolf. Do you know how long I've had to deal with the others--deal with their sneers and insults?

I have silenced a few of those insults--forever. But you, Wolfe, you are the one I'm coming after, the one I will torture for my own pleasure.

I know you still care for her. I know you hope to build a new life with your own widow. But know this, Rogan. She will die. She will die and I'll make you watch as I eat her entrails. Only then will I give you back the pain you have bestowed upon me.

I will enjoy feasting on her right before I feast on you. Covington wants you dead. I'm only too happy to oblige. But not until I make you suffer a pain like you've never felt before.

Mmm, my mouth is watering. I can hardly wait.

~~Sean Ross

She is Real

2006-10-12T09:09:00.000-07:00

She's real. Dear God, the woman I dream about night after night is real. And . . . she's my wife!

Her name is Marlie Silver. What have they told her? Does she think I'm dead? Has she remarried? Moved on? I'm terrified to find out.

I only have one memory of her. Making love to her under the light of a bright full moon. And it is so real. I can remember what she tastes like more than anything, and I'm dying to know if what I remember is real.

She lives in Alaska. How the hell am I going to get all the way up there from Colorado? I have no frickin' clue, but I've got to try. She deserves to know that I'm still alive, that she's still married. Christ, what if I find she's got a new family now? Despite the fact that I don't remember anything else about her, she's MY wife, damn it. My mate. I have to find her. I NEED to find her and grab hold of the life B*E*A*S*T* stole from me.

I can only hope and pray she doesn't hate me now for what I've become. I have no idea how I'm going to tell the woman that used to be my wife that her husband can now shift into a wolf. I find myself more terrified to confront Marlie Silver than I ever was when those asshole scientists rolled me into their horrid labs.

What will she say? What will she DO? And what the hell will I do if she's moved on?

~~Rogan Wolfe

BEA*ST's First Review!

2006-10-04T11:27:00.000-07:00

THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN obtained 5 Ribbons from Romance Junkies, their highest honor! Here's a snippet of what they had to say:

"This book was exciting and marks a wonderful start of a new trilogy byRebecca Goings. Every page is a ride packed with car chases, fightingand tender emotional scenes that will keep you on the edge of your seatwanting more. Rebecca is a great writer and I will be the first one inline to get every book in the B*E*A*S*T series. The men are hot, the stories unique and full of surprises. The only complaint I have is that I am being forced to wait for her next book."

If you'd like to read the review in it's entirety, here's the linky:

http://208.109.92.234/artman/publish/article_6810.shtml

WooHoo! I'm so proud of my little book! It's already Champagne Books' #1 best seller. Let's hope it can keep that title for awhile, hmm? :P If any of you have read the book, I'd love to hear some feedback on it. So send me a comment and let me know what you thought! I'll post some reader's comments to my website. :D

Also, I'm having a week-long party next week to celebrate my birthday on October 9th. It's called Becka's B*E*A*S*T* Birthday Bash and it will be from Monday Oct. 9th to Friday Oct. 13th. Come to my author loop The Magic of Romance and enter to win sweet prizes and read great excerpts, not just from me, but from my fellow authors as well. There will be cameos by your favorite characters in my books and all sorts of fun goodness. Come and join my author loop for FUN FUN FUN all next week! :D

~~Becka

I've Finished BEA*ST OF BURDEN!!

2006-09-27T16:08:00.000-07:00

I've been stressing over my deadline of October 1st for this book, as I had previously thought my deadline wasn't until December 1st. I was so wrong. That meant I had to crunch about 27K into two weeks. I busted my ass to get this book done on time and now my hands are cold and numb. LOL

But the second book of the B*E*A*S*T* series is FINISHED at 60,352 words. The last few lines of the book gave me chills. Oooo.... LOL This book is scheduled for a February 2007 release date. Not too long, but long enough if you've already read the first one and are waiting for it. :P

But I just wanted to let y'all know, because I'm pretty proud of myself for busting my butt and getting it finished before deadline. Now I've got to do the cover to cover read thru before I send it off to my editor. But that'll be cake. The hard part is over.

Thank God.

Now I can take a breather. The deadline for NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*, the third book in the series, isn't until March 1st. Whew.

~~Becka

Come Chat With Me Tonight!

2006-09-27T08:40:00.000-07:00

I will be in the chatroom at The Romance Studio tonight at 6pm PST / 9pm EST to chat about my new book THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN and my entire BEAST series in general, along with the other October authors from Champagne Books. If you'd like to come and participate, then hop on over to:

http://www.theromancestudio.com

and click on "chat". Hope to see you there! :D

~~Becka

YEEHAW!!!

2006-09-25T09:53:00.000-07:00

THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN IS ON FICTIONWISE RIGHT NOW!!!

http://www.fictionwise.com/eBooks/eBook40669.htm

Those of you waiting for the e-book no longer have to wait!! There it is, in all it's glory! :D If you want to buy the PRINT book that has the first chapter preview of the second novel, B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN , you can find that here (the ebook does NOT have the special preview, only the PRINT):

http://champagnebooks.com/print/index.php

WOOHOO!!!

~~Becka

I Want Her

2006-09-20T09:17:00.000-07:00

I don't know how much longer I'll be able to last, denying myself like this. I want Lanie something fierce, I want her underneath me, on top of me, in front of me gasping for breath, screaming my name.

But damn it, I don't know a thing about who I used to be. Am I married? Do I have kids? How can I possibly make love to Lanie if I have a family out there somewhere who are waiting for me? I can't do that to them.

And yet with each passing day, I can smell Lanie's desire. I know she wants me just as badly, I know she pretends not to, but her sweet scent gives her away. I've kissed her and what little I tasted was not nearly enough. I want to lick every inch of her, explore her body's secrets and claim her as my mate.

If we don't find out something about my past soon, I'm going to throw caution to the wind and take her. I can't stand it; my animal side is screaming at me to claim her, to make her my own and I won't be able to deny it for much longer. If I do have a family, I hope they can forgive me.

But if the day ever comes that I have to say goodbye to Lanie, my entire world will collapse. In just a few days' time, she's wormed her way into my heart. Dear Lord.

I'm in love with her.

~~Noah Carpenter

Wade's Helpless Dilemma

2006-09-13T08:30:00.000-07:00

Why the hell are they doing this to me? I lie here on the floor of my cell most days drowning in a puddle of my own drool... and why? Because I can remember shades of my life before.

Noah had the right idea in escaping. He could remember too. And he'd had enough. But Jesus, now B*E*A*S*T* is determined to keep every shifter who can remember any little detail about who they used to be doped up until they can be reprogrammed. I guess they don't want any more of their experiments attempting to escape.

If I ever get out of here, I'm going to hunt down the men who did this to me. And I won't rest until every last one of them is dead.

Jason in the cell next to me was taken down to the lab just this morning. Poor bastard. They're going to mind-wipe him again. It's a damn shame. He was a good man--could shift into a bald eagle. Now, he'll probably end up more like Tam or Sean. Just the thought of it makes me dread when it's my turn to go to the lab.

These assholes, they made me a cougar.

But every time they dope me, they give me the serum as well. That shit prevents you from shifting. I guess they don't want any surprises when they come to drug me. Cowards. Two minutes is all I'd need to rip their friggen' arms off.

I hope I get the chance someday.

And I pray to God they don't succeed in reprogramming me. Christ, I can hear their footsteps down the hall. They're coming to drug me again! I have to get out of here. I would scream and cry and claw at the walls, but all I can do is moan here on the floor as I stare off into space . . .

Noah thinks they'll never kill us because we're worth too much money to them. I don't know about that. I think they're gonna kill me with these damned drugs they give me. It's been a long time since I could feel my hands. Or my feet.

Or my will to survive.

~~Wade McAllister

Direct BEA*ST Buy Link

2006-09-11T08:32:00.000-07:00

I know some of you were confused with Pre-Ordering B*E*A*S*T*, but my publisher has put up a direct buy link to avoid confusion. Here it is! I promise you, if you love shifters and suspense and super-delicious bad guys, you won't be disappointed with this book. I'm so excited!! :D

On the run, out of luck, and out of time--can Noah save the woman he loves from the very agency that made him a monster?

PRE-ORDER B*E*A*S*T* TODAY!

~~Becka

Pre-Order BEA*ST NOW!!

2006-09-06T21:59:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone! Why am I grinning from ear to ear? Because you can pre-order B*E*A*S*T* NOW in PRINT!! :D

You may choose to get the eBook instead when the book is released, and that's great. Ain't nothin' wrong with that. However, there is something special in the PRINT book that there isn't in the eBook.

The first chapter of B*E*A*S*T* OF BURDEN.

:D

Yup, my publisher put the first chapter of the second book of the series ONLY in the print copy of THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN. So if you buy the eBook, you won't get the sneak peek.

So what are you waiting for?! Hop on over to http://www.champagnebooks.com and pre-order B*E*A*S*T*!! Believe me, with that cover, you'll want the print book. LOL

~~Becka
http://www.RebeccaGoings.com

Rogan's Lament

2006-09-06T08:34:00.000-07:00

I can remember a woman. She has dark hair, dark eyes. My memory is hazy, but she's there, invading my dreams night after night. And dear God, the memory of her. I know her scent, how soft her skin is, what she feels like underneath me...

But for the life of me, I cannot remember her name. Is she a figment of my imagination? I can't tell anymore. I've been with B*E*A*S*T* for too damn long. Noah had the right idea when he fled the compound. But I can't bring myself to leave. Not when all the information I need to know is on B*E*A*S*T*'s mainframe computers. I've got to find some way to hack into them.

I have to know if this woman is a memory.

Until I know for sure, I must pretend to be on B*E*A*S*T*'s side, and it's killing me inside. How much longer do I pretend to be one of the bad guys? How much longer do I have to watch innocent people suffer?

But this woman is so real that I can't bring myself to flee--not yet. Not until I know the truth. My one and only thought of her is making love underneath a bright moon. Every night it's the same--I hear her soft moans surrounding me--and every night I wake up expecting to find her in my arms.

She's never there.

Christ, who is this woman? And why can't I get her out of my head?

One thing's for sure. If she is real, there's no way in hell she'd ever love me again. Not if she knew of the creature that now lives inside of me.

~~Rogan Wolfe

THE BEA*ST WITHIN's Cover!!

2006-09-05T08:37:00.000-07:00

I got my cover yesterday for THE B*E*A*S*T* WITHIN!! I am so pleased with it, you don't even know. :D I actually *dreamed* this cover. I explained to Champagne Books's cover artist what I dreamt and he NAILED it. Isn't it gorgeous?? I love the "claw marks"! That is just too sweet. I love love LOVE it!

Noah thinks it's pretty damn hot too. LOL

You know what's funny, though? I dreamt the first book into existence. Yup, TBW was a dream I had where I was on the run from an evil agency with a man who could shift into a tiger. Of course, in my dream, he was an orange tiger, not a white one. So when I woke up, I tweaked the idea until a series came to me. Now, I've dreamt the cover as well. Seems as if my unconscious brain knows more about this series than I do awake. LOL

~~Becka

Tam's Pursuit

2006-08-30T09:26:00.000-07:00

He could smell him on the wind--the man who was a traitor; the man he wanted to rip limb from limb. And he smelled her as well. The woman's sweet perfume entwined with the traitor's putrid scent, rising from the ground in waves. Bounding through the snow, his black paws demolished their pristine tracks, but he didn't care.

They were close.

He'd found their stink in the cave not too far away, and he knew they'd just left it. He also knew that if he pushed himself, he could catch them. Roaring, he pounced, landing on a blanket that was still warm. Within seconds, nothing but shreds remained. She'd been wearing it. Her scent was unmistakable.

Never before had Tam been filled with the desire to kill and to mate at the same time. It had been so long--so very long since he'd felt a woman underneath him, and he knew if he continued on, he would be able to satiate both of his desires. But for now, he remained in his shifted state, his golden eyes flashing in the moonlight. Bounding across the snow, he could almost taste them, their scent was so strong.

Then, not more than mere yards ahead of him, he saw a road with a car stopped in the middle of it. The bastard was going to escape!

Urging his body beyond its limits, Tam raced for all he was worth to catch them before the car sped into the night, but as the sleek black panther leapt onto the highway, he could already see the car's taillights fading into the distance.

Rage boiled inside of him and he screamed, his howl echoing off the surrounding hills as he chased the car in vain. He would soon find Noah Carpenter--wherever he went--and he would kill him. Noah might think he could run, but Tam knew he couldn't hide.

Not when he belonged to B*E*A*S*T*.

My Terrifying Dreams

2006-08-23T09:37:00.000-07:00

Dear God, my dreams horrify me. I can't move. Needles are cutting into my skin. Hot flames seem to burn every muscle in my body and I can't even scream. Why? Because those bastards have given me the serum. I'm no longer human--and I CAN'T shift.

I can taste the terror in my mouth, the scent must be coming off of me in waves. But these dreams are more than just nightmares. They are dreams I can't wake up from, no matter how hard I try.

And whenever I do awake, I'm covered in sweat, screaming at the top of my lungs. I have no idea if these dreams are memories, but I have a suspicion that they are. Holy shit, what these bastards did to me is inexcusable. Indescribable. How can those men sleep at night? I shudder to even think of it. Christ, I'm shaking even now.

Lanie has no idea how bad these dreams can get. I don't tell her.

And she doesn't ask.

~~Noah Carpenter

Justin's Revenge

2006-08-16T14:48:00.000-07:00

Noah's going to kick the living shit out of me.

But I don't care.

What that bastard Tam did to me, to my fiancee, is unforgiveable. The scientists at B.E.A.S.T. think I can't remember anything from my life before, but they couldn't be more wrong. I remember the day they came for me; the day TAM came for me. He knew I'd be reprogrammed--that I wouldn't remember a thing. So he delighted in killing my fiancee right in front of me.

But not before he raped her.

That asshole is going to die--by my hand. And I have a plan. Tam will know once and for all how much I hate him as I spit on his rotting corpse. Then maybe, just maybe, I'll indulge the hunger inside of me and eat my fill. My beloved Shawna deserves no less. I'm not afraid of Tam. I can do something he can't.

I can FLY.

~~Justin Copeland

B.E.A.S.T. OF BURDEN Video

2006-08-09T10:43:00.000-07:00

Well, by now, I'm sure y'all have seen the video for THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN. If not, it's in the menu in the upper right hand corner of the blog, under **B.E.A.S.T. "Movie" Trailer!**

I've made videos for ALL of the books, which are ALL posted on this blog. If you scroll down to the bottom, you'll see three banners. If you click on each banner, it will take you to the video for that book.

I was never satisfied with the vid I made for Rogan. So this morning, I found a different man for my hero, added a lot more pictures, and some text to make it more interesting. So if you've seen Rogan's video, might want to see it again to watch the NEW and IMPROVED version. :)

Here is a sneak peek at B.E.A.S.T. OF BURDEN's blurb, and then a linky to the video. Enjoy!

~*~

Rogan Wolfe desperately wants to find the wife he doesn’t remember. After stealing him from his home two years earlier, B.E.A.S.T. faked Rogan’s death, making it appear as if he’d died in a gruesome car accident. His real name is Matthew Silver, and he is driven to reclaim the life that was so maliciously stolen from him.

Marlie Silver is in shock. Not only has she just found out that her husband is alive and well, she learns that he’s a shifter--able to change his shape into a timber wolf. She’s never gotten over his loss and doesn’t know what to do. Now he’s offering her a second chance, yet he doesn’t remember their life together.

And Rogan is being pursued by Sean Ross, a murderous shifter determined to kill him--and Marlie--at any cost. Can Rogan protect her from the man who wants them both dead? And can a wolf ever stand any chance at all against a Kodiak grizzly?

http://www.rebeccagoings.com/videos/beastofburden.wmv

~~Becka

Fun Idea or Unnecessary Torture?

2006-08-08T22:32:00.000-07:00

:P I just found out that my publisher at Champagne Books is going to include the first chapter of B.E.A.S.T OF BURDEN into the PRINT copy of THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN! I'm not sure the e-book buyers will get the free preview of the second book, but I love the idea. I've seen a lot of publishers do this, especially with a series, to entice people to buy the next book. Sooo awesome!

However, you still have to wait until February of next year before you can read the full book of Rogan's story. :( But reading the first chapter is cool. A "sneak peek" if you will. :P

The book is coming right along now. I had a few problems to work through, because I wasn't sure about Marlie's character, the heroine. I wasn't sure how she was going to react to certain revelations, and so I had to really think about what she would do. But I believe I've worked through those rough patches. Writing Rogan is so much fun. I'm going to love this story. :)

~~Becka

Chapter Three!

2006-08-05T18:12:00.000-07:00

Well, B.E.A.S.T. OF BURDEN is coming right along. I have already finished chapter one and two, and now I'm heading on into chapter three! :D I think I'm going to have a lot of fun writing Rogan's story, as he's kind of a smart-ass, so he says some pretty funny stuff. LOL But I have some great ideas and I can't wait to get into the thick of things!

Just wanted to give you an update. :D

~~Becka

I Just Finished My Final Edits!

2006-07-31T14:26:00.000-07:00

WooHoo, I just finished my final edits on THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN! :D I cannot wait for this book to come out. Reading through it again made me realize how suspenseful it really is. Now, I just have to wait for my cover, which should be next on the agenda, along with my Galley proof. Once that is all approved, then all we can do is wait for October 1st! :D

However, I have it on good authority that this book will be released a few days before October 1st, probably sometime around Sept. 26th or so. Our publisher usually leaks the new books a few days early.

Tomorrow is the "official" day I begin breaking new ground on B.E.A.S.T. OF BURDEN, the second book in the series. I'm really sweating, though, wondering if I can pull off an awesome kick-ass book a second time. Heck, a THIRD time when it comes to it. **biting nails**

But also with the read-thru, I believe I got back into Rogan's head, the hero of the second book. It will be super-fun to write his story. Gotta love the underdog. A timber wolf against a Kodiak grizzly. Just too cool! :D

~~Becka

Raising BEAST People

2006-07-25T23:05:00.000-07:00

Lee M. Silver: Raising Beast People - Newsweek: International Editions - MSNBC.com

An interesting article, I must say. While these scientists have not gone the distance like the BEAST scientists have, this gives you an incling--an idea--of what these monsters are capable of. Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

And to think--I'm one of these creations.

There may come a day when we shifters at BEAST are no longer classified....

Pray that day never comes.

~~Noah Carpenter

Noah's Tortured Thoughts

2006-07-13T15:04:00.000-07:00

Christ.

What the hell was I thinking? Dear God, this beautiful woman could have died and I would've been the one to blame. She's damn lucky I found her in time. I'm sure she would have died from the explosion if I hadn't been there to save her. Shit. She wouldn’t have been lying next to her mangled car at the bottom of a ravine if it weren’t for me.

I wasn't planning on running out into the road. And in my shifted state no less! But I ran right out in front of her. How stupid could I possibly be?

I've bandaged what wounds that I could see. Thank goodness she's not too badly hurt. There's no way in hell I could risk taking her to a hospital. I have no idea how she managed to escape that horrible car wreck without any broken bones, but I'm not going to spend all night pondering it. She's already starting to moan; she's going to wake up soon. What the hell am I going to tell her?

I know she saw me. She swerved to avoid hitting me for Christ's sake. How, exactly, am I going to explain a white tiger in the middle of the Colorado Rockies?

Damn damn damn! I can't let her leave. She's in danger now, just for being in my presence. Tam isn't going to rest until he finds her. B.E.A.S.T. won't take the chance that she doesn't know a thing. They'll kill her. No, I have to protect her. She's innocent of any of this.

Holy shit, what did I just do to this woman? I've already ruined her car. How can I possibly tell her that I'm about to ruin her life as well?

God, what am I going to do?

Mark Hanson ~ B.E.A.S.T. Scientist Log

2006-06-23T15:23:00.001-07:00

I cannot believe what these people are making us do. It's . . . it's disgusting. It's inhumane. It's monstrous.

I never thought I would be doing experiments not only on animals but on men! I graduated top of my class and immediately was chosen by the government for my expertise in genetics. How could I turn down that salary? I can still remember my wife and I dancing in our kitchen when we got the news.

But it was soon after that the nightmare began. We are not allowed to speak of our work to anyone, not even our wives. For all she knows, I'm growing organs in a lab for people who need a new liver. How can I go home to her night after night, knowing full well the hell these men have to go through?

They've given them psuedonyms as well as a "number", so we scientists don't have a "moral dilemma" experimenting on a number rather than a name. I was one of the scientists on the team for transforming Experiment #121. Otherwise known as Noah Carpenter. But I couldn't stand his screams any more. All I could think of is myself lying on that table, having to put up with red-hot needles shoved into various muscles, or, God forbid, given the serum.

Can you imagine being unable to shift? That's what the serum does; it surpresses the shifting, so that for a few hours at least, you are either stuck as a human, or as the animal they wish you to become. More than once I've witnessed that white tiger endure gruesome torture at the hands of my colleagues.

I couldn't stand it any longer.

It took some convincing on my part, but eventually, Noah trusted me, along with his friends Rogan, Justin, and Wade. I helped him escape.

I'm writing this now as my last account of things, since I know B.E.A.S.T. is aware of my disloyalty. My hands are shaking as I write this. There is no merciful death for me. I know exactly what they will do. Make ME an experiment for their shifters. I only hope I can type what I want to say before they come to kill me.

Karen, I love you. You are my heart. Take care of our boys and know that whatever they tell you regarding my death, it is a lie. All of it. Tell Dylan and Tyler Daddy loves them, and give them a hug every day from me. Sweet Jesus, they're pounding on the door. There's no escape. Holy shit, there's no escape! Baby, I'm so sorry things turned out this way. I wish it could have been different. I know I'm not the man you thought I was. I just hope that in time, you can forgive the horrible things I have done in the name of science.

Oh God, they've broken down the door! It's Tam. I knew they'd send him! I can only pray he's merciful!!

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Lanie Erickson's Thoughts

2006-06-10T14:53:00.000-07:00

What the hell am I going to do? Noah Carpenter is intense, and so damn sexy that I can't stop my body from responding to his voice alone. He kissed me. Wild and passionate, I could have sworn my skin was on fire. And the taste of him. Dear God.

But he's refused to go all the way. He can remember flashes of his life before as he calls it--the life he had before B.E.A.S.T. abducted him long ago. He can remember a woman, and a name. Anthony Mercer.

We cannot give in to our passion because he might have a wife. Hell, he could even have a family! He would belong to them. I have to keep my heart protected, but how can I when every time I look at him, all I can think of is his hard body pressed against mine as he steals my very breath?

I guess these condoms I stole are useless now. I can't even believe I stooped so low as to rip them out of the box right there in the store! But that was before he denied me. Damn, why can't I stop crying?

Noah is the only man I have ever really wanted. But is getting intimate with him really the answer? We're on the run and he can remember flashes of another woman. What am I going to do if I have to say goodbye to this man?

I try not to think about it. Oh God.

I think I'm in love with him.

~~Lanie Erickson

Wanna Get Some Sneak Peaks at B.E.A.S.T.?

2006-06-08T21:32:00.000-07:00

Then come and join me, Friday June 9th at Coffeetime Romance's Reader's loop "Karenfindoutaboutnewbooks" for an all day chat! I'll be featuring sneak-peek excerpts of my upcoming B.E.A.S.T. series books. You don't want to miss it! See you there!

12pm EST / 9am PST until whenever!

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/karenfindoutaboutnewbooks/

~~Becka

Rogan and Justin's Plan

2006-05-27T17:31:00.000-07:00

"Tam has lost his friggin' mind!"

"You don’t have to tell me twice, J."

Rogan ran his hand through his hair while he gazed into the mirror of the men's bathroom. Justin zipped up his pants and flushed the urinal against the wall.

Wandering over to the sinks, he turned one on, pumping some soap into his hand. "I don’t think he's going to listen to his orders."

"What do you mean?" Rogan glanced at Justin with a raised brow.

"I mean that he's going to kill Noah."

"What makes you think that?"

Justin sighed loudly as he ripped two paper towels out of the dispenser. "Haven't you seen him ranting around the compound? It's almost as if he were ready to shift and kill us all."

Rogan chuckled. "Isn’t he always that way?"

"Well . . . yeah . . . but this time, it's worse!" Justin turned away to toss his trash in the bin.

"He’s just pissed that Noah got the better of him, that's all."

"You mean WE got the better of him, Wolfe. We were the ones who helped Noah escape! What's Tam going to do when he finds out?"

"He won't find out. Not if we don't tell him. So keep your yap shut, kid."

At that moment, Rogan's cell phone rang, echoing throughout the bathroom. Flipping it open, he answered. "Rogan here . . . . Oh? Where? Uh huh . . . Are you sure? Okay. We'll be there."

"Who was that?" Justin wanted to know.

"That was Tam. The local police have found Noah. He wants us to get our asses on the road and meet him somewhere on the highway."

"Christ, Rogan, we can't let Tam catch him!"

"No shit," Rogan said with an irritated sigh. "You're good with computers, right?"

"I like to think so."

"Can you make it look like vehicle 37 is still in the bay?"

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" Justin said with a chuckle. "What are you planning, Wolfe?"

"We're gonna give our friend the help he needs to get away from that bastard. You with me?"

Justin looked giddy. "Hell yeah!"

"Good. Let’s go stick it to the man."

Experiment #75 Log ~ Agent Tam

2006-05-24T11:39:00.000-07:00

I have found the traitor's cave. His stink permeated the air and it was evident he'd only left it a few minutes before. There was another scent mixed with his; the woman. And now, I cannot get her smell out of my head. It has bewitched me. I want nothing more than to claim her for my mate. Knowing she's with him makes my blood boil.

They managed to elude me, but I will find them, wherever they may go, and I'll make the traitor watch as I take her in front of him. I will bring her back to B.E.A.S.T. and the scientists will make her a panther, just as I am.

And there isn't a damn thing Noah Carpenter can do to stop me. He'll be reprogrammed, mind-wiped, and he'll never remember her.

But they have stolen a car, a tan Acura, and changed it's plates. I have a good idea where the traitor is going. And with my best agents, Rogan and Justin to help me, we'll find the bastard. It's only a matter of time.

~~Agent Tam

Hallelujah!

2006-05-21T13:05:00.000-07:00

Well folks, I've finally finished the first book of my B.E.A.S.T. series! I'm so excited, you have no idea. This book is going to print, which means it will be available on Amazon and other online book retailers, AND it will be available for bookstores to order.

SAHWEET!!!

I do have to say, that this book ends on a cliffhanger, so y'all will be drooling to get the next one! :D But I'm so glad to have it finished before my deadline. I was really sweating it for awhile. But hey, looks like everything is on the up and up; watch for this book in October from Champagne Books!

YEEHAW!!

~~Becka

Four Grand to Go

2006-05-19T01:05:00.000-07:00

I'm happy to report that I have about 4K left to write on the first B.E.A.S.T. book before it's finished! Yay! That shouldn't take me too long to write, considering I've been writing an average of 2K a day for about a week and a half now. What can I say, I'm just flowing with inspiration!

I love writing this book, but I have to say, I cannot wait until it's done and out of my hands for edits. I want to have time to be able to sit back and relax... Until my December 1st deadline for B.E.A.S.T. of Burden. :P Of course, that's not for months yet, so I'll probably take this summer and finish up a couple of other MS's that need my attention. But I have the second book of this series brainstormed, and a good idea of where I'm going with the third one.

All three heroes have been introduced in this book, and I think I'm going to tell the "rest" of Noah and Lanie's story throughout the other two, as they'll also be secondary characters. Remember, the end of this story is merely the beginning of the series, so Noah and Lanie's story won't "end". Their love story will, because hey, they have an HEA (Or do they?? lol) But trying to get away from B.E.A.S.T. can't be done in one book.

Sooo... Anywho, I gotta get back to writing. You're gonna love this book! :D

~~Becka

I'm so close to being done I can taste it!

2006-05-16T08:16:00.000-07:00

I don't have much further to go! This book is almost in the bag!

Wow, you can't believe how many surprises there were for ME to find in this book. As a rule, I like to know where a book is going. I jot down notes and have a general idea of where I'd like to end up. Well, these characters have grabbed the tiger by the tail, :P, and demanded to write the book "their" way. LOL

Let me tell ya, at first I was worried about my deadline, wondering if I'd be able to get the word count up. Now here I am, reaching my word count goal, and wondering if I'll be able to wrap things up before the deadline. Hehehe, funny how things turn out.

I guess with a story about genetically altered shape shifters, the government conspiracy is a given. :P

~~Becka

The Final Stretch

2006-05-05T12:06:00.000-07:00

Well, here we are, the beginning of May. This is the last month I have to finish the first book in this B.E.A.S.T. series. June 1st is my deadline, and I've been writing like mad! LOL I'm a little nervous about it, but I should be fine. Last time I was freaking out over a deadline, I turned the book in three weeks early. :P I doubt that will happen this time. I have a feeling I'll need EVERY day this month to get this baby out. I'm excited, tho, because this first book is going into Champagne's print program! Woohoo! :D

So if you don't see many updates from me, it's because I'm furiously trying to get this book out the door! But keep checking back, as I plan on doing a lot more fun things before October! :D This book is so awesome, you guys have no idea. I just finished a love scene and whew! I thought my computer was going to overheat! LOL Not to mention the cool action and the super-delicious bad guy! Have no fear, I intend to tell you guys all about Tam. He's sexy, dangerous, and not all right in the head. :P

Anyhow, gotta get to writing!

~~Becka

B.E.A.S.T. Book "Movie" Trailer

2006-04-27T13:22:00.000-07:00

Yup, that's right, I have made a TRAILER for my upcoming book, THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN! If you'd like to view it with Windows Media Player, click here:

http://www.rebeccagoings.com/videos/beastpreview_3.wmv

Please tell me what you think in the comment section of my blog! I'd love to here from you. :D

WooHoo!

~~Becka

THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN Excerpt

2006-04-26T08:45:00.000-07:00

On the run, out of luck, and out of time...

What do you do when you're on the run with a man you barely know, who tells you stories about secret agencies and white tigers? What do you do when you hear a report on the radio that you've been kidnapped? And what do you do when this man suddenly steals a car?

You're about to find out.

~*~

Lanie's stomach growled as the sun peeked over the horizon, but the thought of food made her groan and cover her mouth. She still sat in the back seat while Noah drove, cuddled deep within the warm blanket. She didn’t think she'd ever stop shivering.

The news on the radio said she'd been kidnapped. Could it be the truth? Ever since her accident, she'd been with Noah, a man who told her stories of a white tiger and a 'secret' agency. They sounded more like fiction than fact. However, she remembered with clarity the tiger she'd swerved to avoid on the roadway.

And yet, Noah had refused to take her to a hospital or even to the main road until someone, or something, was 'chasing' them. For all she knew, the roar in the woods was his tiger friend.

Chancing a glance at him, she didn't know what to believe. Not too long ago, she’d been wrapped within the warmth of his arms, and never before had she felt so . . . safe. But perhaps her imagination was running away from her. Could it be possible that Noah was mental? He'd just stolen a car, for Heaven’s sake!

With another shiver, she glanced out the window, her mind racing. She really knew nothing about him.

"Lanie?" His deep voice penetrated her thoughts. "I'm going to pull over and I want you to get into the passenger seat. We need to check the car and see if there’s anything in here that we can use."

"Like what?" she asked in a small voice as her thoughts raced. Perhaps this was her chance to get away.

"Like money or credit cards, just something."

Lanie nodded and Noah pulled over, finally bringing the car to a stop next to a snow bank. Without another thought, she yanked open the door and leapt out, running before her feet even touched the ground. If she could get away, perhaps she could reach the authorities herself, let them know that she was all right. If Noah was a basket-case, she had to flee him!

"Lanie!" Noah yelled behind her.

With a sob, she stumbled and fell face-down in the snow. In a split second, Noah landed on top of her.

"What are you doing, woman?" he shouted.

He allowed her to roll over, but didn't get off of her. She twisted and bucked, but he would not be moved.

Drawing a ragged breath, Lanie looked into his icy blue eyes and yelled, "I don't know what to believe!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Did you abduct me, Noah? Did you? You haven't let me out of your sight since you found me. You won't let me leave. I can't help but wonder if the news report was right!"

"Lanie, I did not abduct you, and I'm not telling you lies! This agency is real and we need to stay one step ahead of them. If we don't, then we'll both end up back at their compound as experiments!"

Once again, Lanie's head was spinning. She should have known better than to try to run away before she had fully recovered from her accident.

"How do I know you’re telling the truth?"

He was silent for a long moment before he said, "That roar in the woods, I know what it was, Lanie."

"You do?" she asked in a small voice.

Noah nodded. "It was a black panther. His name is Tam."

Her eyes widened.

"Look, I know this is going to be very hard for you to understand, but I need you to just listen to me for a moment. This agency trains these animals to be hunters--to kill. And I'm not talking about a gazelle here, Lanie, I'm talking about people. They are trained to hunt and kill people."

"A p--panther?" Her face twisted in disbelief. "Are you shitting me?"

Noah shook his head. "I wish I was. But you have to believe me. As difficult as it was for you to believe that I am friends with a white tiger, you need to trust me when I say this is true. The agency has sent this panther after us, to track us. I know him. He's good at what he's trained to do. And we are damn lucky that we escaped him when we did."

"Sweet Jesus," she whispered. "Is your tiger one of these trained creatures too?"

"Yes, but he and I escaped. Neither of us could stand the torture they put us through any more. But the tiger is not a killer."

Lanie looked into his eyes and bit her bottom lip. "Noah, please tell me you're one of the good guys. I need to know."

Sitting up, Noah pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm one of the good guys, Lanie. I promise you that."

She was going insane. That must be what was happening. She'd wanted to flee Noah only a moment before, and now here she was, hugging him in desperation, sinking into his body heat and hoping to God that he never let her go.

Experiment 121 ~ White Tiger / Noah Carpenter

2006-04-19T11:47:00.000-07:00

If you're reading this, then you must have been thrown into my old cell. I'm writing this note on the back of the photos I managed to steal from my file and hide in a niche in the wall. My story has to be told. Escape if you can, my friend. The life you're about to lead will be nothing but pure agony.

My name is Noah Carpenter. At least--I think it is. I have no memory of who I am, who I used to be, before I came to this . . . hell. I can't stand much more. I've got to escape. They torture us here, making us kill and desire the taste of blood. It's terrifying . . . and disgusting.

I've made a friend, Rogan Wolfe, who, amazingly, can shift into a wolf. We believe the B.E.A.S.T. agency gave him this name, as it's too coincedental. But if they gave him that name, did they give me mine, too? We both have had dreams that seem as if they are memories. The scientists know about mine, but he's kept silent. He wants to stay at B.E.A.S.T. , to read the classified files on himself and find out who he used to be, as neither of us can remember our "lives before". The scientists must mind-wipe us somehow--brainwashing us to do their bidding. If we refuse, then torture is imminent, and more than once, I've been subject to that.

I can't even talk about it without tears in my eyes.

But I do have two pictures of myself, one as my normal, human state, and one as . . . a white tiger. I still cannot believe all the things these people are capable of. But I shudder every time I see myself as the tiger. It's me--but not me. I can think, understand human speech, and know what's going on when I'm shifted, but my DNA says I'm 100% tiger. How they did that, I'll never know.

This is what I look like normally.

This picture is in my file; one of the only things that isn't classified. This is what I look like as a tiger.

I shiver every time I see this picture. You see, right after this was taken, I was ordered to kill the camera man. I had already been tortured the night before for refusing to obey and I'd be damned if they were going to hurt me again. I don't remember much about what happened next other than the poor man's screams. I woke up many hours later, covered in blood in my cell. My belly was full, but I didn't remember eating.

Once I understood what had happened, I retched there on the floor, and it was a good week before they cleaned it out. Christ, I need to escape. I *have* to. It's not an option any longer. If they kill me, so be it. At least then I'll have peace from who I really am: a monster.

With Rogan's help, I think I can do it. We have a plan. I just hope I can disappear. If B.E.A.S.T. catches me again, they'll torture me within an inch of my life before mind-wiping me once more. That cannot happen. I pray to God that it never does. DO NOT let the same thing happen to you. Death is better than the alternative.

~~Noah Carpenter

B.E.A.S.T. Log: Experiement 121 Sighting ~ Eyewitness Account

2006-04-15T11:29:00.000-07:00

I don't know what the hell it was. But it ran through my back yard and scared the shit out of my dog. Ol' Blue is a big dog. He's just a mutt, but big just the same. But that . . . thing, that creature, was at least twice his size, hell, maybe even three times as big!

All white, with maybe some black on him. It had a long tail, I remember that. It roared at my dog as it tore through my yard, and I thought for sure Ol' Blue was going to be ripped to shreds! I ran to get my shotgun, but by the time I came back out onto my porch, it disappeared, but my faithful mutt was yelping like a school-girl underneath the wooden steps.

I saw the tracks it left, and it must have been some kind of wild cat, maybe a cougar. But Christ, I could have sworn it looked like a white tiger! But what the hell would a white tiger be doing roaming the Colorado wilderness?

After ushering my dog inside, I called the authorities, and within fifteen minutes, there was a knock at my door. A nice Asian man named Tam spoke with me, but Ol' Blue was afraid of him too! Growling and snapping like I'd never seen him do before. Agent Tam was patient, however I could tell he was getting irritated. And if I didn't know better, I could have sworn I saw his eyes flash a golden color. Strange.

I hope the authorities catch the bastard, though. Can't have a wild animal like that on the loose. Who knows what could happen? I know he's still around, because I found Ol' Blue dead in my front yard not more than a few minutes after Agent Tam left. It looked like some creature had ripped his throat out! Jesus, I'm crying as I write this, I loved that old hound. Buried him just a few hours ago.

If I ever see that damned animal on my property again, I'm shootin' to kill. And I won't miss.

~~Steve Burnett, Pidgeon Crossing, Colorado

B.E.A.S.T. OF BURDEN Brainstormed

2006-04-13T11:02:00.000-07:00

Well, I just got back from vacation, and I didn't forsake my writing completely. :) I scribbled about 10 pages of notes for where I want the second book in this series to go. It's entitled B.E.A.S.T. OF BURDEN, about a man who can shift into a timber wolf. The antagonist in this story will be a Kodiak grizzly. Just TOO cool. :D

It's a good thing, too, that I decided to brainstorm this book, as after the first book's June 1st deadline, the second book has a December 1st deadline, so I got to get cracking on it right after I finish THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN. Hopefully it will all work according to plan. I even have a bare-bones plot of the third; I know who the hero is, why he's fighting, and who he's going to fall in love with.

The third book, NATURE OF THE B.E.A.S.T., is about a man who can shift into a cougar. The antagonist will be a cheetah. This book will be a "modern day" western set in Texas. (can't leave the western genre for too long, historical or contemporary. LOL!)

Anyhow, thought you guys might like to know about that. Now that I'm back from vacation, I can get to writing the rest of the first book. Yay! The sexual tension between Noah and Lanie is almost to the breaking point, so these two NEED me to return to write their story. Haha!

~~Becka

THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN

2006-03-31T12:41:00.000-08:00

THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN is the first book in my shifter trilogy. It follows Noah Carpenter and Lanie Erickson as they try to stay one step ahead of the ruthless B.E.A.S.T. agency.

To give you a little insight on what the book is about, here's the blurb:

When Lanie Erickson is thrown from her car in a horrific accident, she never thought she’d be saved by a white tiger! Nor did she think meeting the man who claims to be the tiger’s friend would change her life forever.

Noah Carpenter has a terrible secret. Mutated genetically by the agency known as B.E.A.S.T., Noah is a shifter, able to change his shape at will. But he’s escaped the agency that made him a monster, and now he’s on the run.

As Noah remembers more about who he used to be, his attraction for Lanie grows until it cannot be denied. Even though Lanie knows of his savage side, she welcomes him with open arms. But when B.E.A.S.T. suddenly abducts her, can Noah save the woman he loves from the torture he once had to endure? Even if that means killing anyone who gets in his way?

This book is on a June 1st deadline, and I'm having a blast writing it. I'm about halfway through the book right now, and I have good guys, bad guys, and good guys *pretending* to be bad guys. LOL Sound confusing? Well, it's not.

I'm very happy with the way this debut book is turning out; much different than what I'd originally imagined. I had the entire story outlined and whatnot, but then I had a thought: What if not every shifter who is made by the agency wants to escape? What if some shifters revel in their new-found abilities and stay with B.E.A.S.T., completing the jobs they were genetically engineered for?

That made for a wicked thought. Evil shifters. Oooo.... :D Each book has a shifter for a hero, and each book has a shifter for an antagonist. The villain in THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN is a black panther named Tam, very evil, very mentally unstable. Perhaps in later postings, I'll delve a little deeper into Tam's psyche, what makes him tick, and why doesn't he care about finding out who he was in his "life before"?

Thank you for checking out my new blog! Keep checking back, as I'm going to update this blog with cool stuff every now and again. I hope you're as excited to read my new series as I am to write it. :D

~~Becka

Welcome to B.E.A.S.T.

2006-03-30T18:02:00.000-08:00

Welcome to the very first post of my new blog, B.E.A.S.T. This blog is dedicated to my romantic suspense trilogy, The B.E.A.S.T. Series, coming in October to Champagne Books. These books are about men who've been genetically altered to become shape-shifters, men who can become certain animals.

These men are not "were" creatures, like a werewolf with ties to the moon, rather, these men can change at will into the animal that has been chosen for them. But the B.E.A.S.T. agency is not benevolent. They are abducting these men off the streets, faking their deaths, mind-wiping them, and experimenting on them in the hopes to make the ultimate super-soldier, brainwashed to do their bidding.

However, these "mind wipes" don't always take successfully; there are some men who can still remember flashes of their "lives before", and it's these men who must escape at all cost the hell they are enduring as captives of B.E.A.S.T.

B.E.A.S.T. stands for: Bio-Engineered to Attain Shift Transformation.

The three books in the series are:

THE B.E.A.S.T. WITHIN
B.E.A.S.T. OF BURDEN
NATURE OF THE B.E.A.S.T.

The first book will be released in October of 2006 from Champagne Books, and of course, the shifter hero can change into a white tiger. I cannot wait, as this book is a blast to write, and I know readers will love it as much as I do. :) Not only are the good guys trying to get away, but there are bad guy shifters as well, who are hunting them at all costs. OOO, very cool! :D

Keep checking back, as I intend to keep you updated on this series, and maybe give you some exclusive excerpts and sneak peeks into my characters and books.

~~Becka
http://www.RebeccaGoings.com

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