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#TeaserTuesday - 10/17/17 Tried & True

Hello, all! This week's #TeaserTuesday brings us a fun little snippet from Tried & True.

[Dex] grabbed the bowl of gummy bears and chucked one over at Calvin, intent on smacking him in the face with gummy goodness when Hobbs pulled a Matrix and snatched the little bear out of thin air. He tossed it up and caught it in his mouth.

He winked at Dex, and Dex peered at him. “Okay, hotshot. Think fast.” He threw one at Angel, and Hobbs caught it. Damn. Big guy got some moves. Dex narrowed his eyes. He whipped out a hand, the gummy zipping toward Rosa. Hobbs dove over three of their friends and caught it.

“Oh my God, my spleen,” Angel groaned. He glared at Hobbs. “Dude, have you forgotten you weigh a fuckton?”

Hobbs tossed the gummy bear into his mouth and waggled his eyebrows.

Calvin grinned at Dex. “Ten bucks says he can catch the next one no matter where you throw it from.”

Dex jumped to his feet. “You’re on, Summers.” They both removed ten dollars from their wallets and placed them on the table. “Who’s in on this?”

Everyone placed their bets, and Dex looked around the bar. “Okay.”

Hobbs stood, and Dex crossed the room, garnering the attention of several patrons. More heads turned, curious to see what crazy Dex was up to. He held a thumb up to Hobbs, who didn’t move from beside the table. Weird. Hobbs smiled and nodded, his hand going behind him. What was he up to?

Dex took a gummy bear from the bowl and tossed it high into the air. He stared stupefied as Hobbs snapped his wrist and one of Bradley’s aluminum plates streaked through the air, hit one pillar, flew across the room, hit another pillar, and then Hobbs dove forward, rolled, and popped up to snatch the plate out of thin air. Dex’s jaw hit the floor.

Hobbs winked at him, peeled the little bear off the plate, then popped it into his mouth. The bar went nuts cheering, and Hobbs bowed first in one direction, then another. Dex stopped in front of him.

“Dude, how the—” He gasped, then marched over to Calvin. “Ooh, you took me for a ride.”

Calvin counted his winnings, then gave half to Hobbs. “And what a sweet ride it was. You should have seen your face. Oh, wait, you can.” Calvin held his cell phone up to Dex, and Dex stared at the video of him and his comically stupefied expression.

“Hustlers, the both of you,” Dex grumbled.


Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS Published by Dreamspinner Press.

#TeaserTuesday - 9/9/17 Tried & True, THIRDS Book 10

Hello, all! This week’s #TeaserTuesday is a snippet of our dynamic duo Dex and Sloane, from Tried & True, the final book in the THIRDS main series which is out November 24th. Happy reading!

“Holy fuck.”

Sloane straightened, his heart pounding. “What is it? Did you find the agent?”

“No, but I found something even better. Dude, Mrs. Bauman’s into BDSM.”

“What?” Sloane let out a breath he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding.

“Mrs. Bauman. She has an entire closet full of leather stuff, paddles, whips….”

“Why are you searching Mrs. Bauman’s closet?”

“For our guy, or girl, agent.”

“And a highly skilled enemy agent is going to be hiding in Mrs. Bauman’s closet?” Maybe they were taking a page out of Dex’s book. Dexter J. Daley’s 101 Places to Hide If You Want to Get Caught. Number 1. Bedroom Closet. Sloane let out a snort at the memory of a naked Dex hiding from Ash in the bedroom closet back when they’d thought they were being sneaky about their relationship. Of course the closet was the first place Ash looked.

Dex let out a bark of laughter. “Oh my God!”

“What now?” Sloane was going to strangle him.

“Mrs. Bauman has a strap-on.”

“I did not need to know that.”

“Ooh yeah, get your freak on, Mrs. Bauman. Just goes to show you, you’re never too old to get jiggy with it. Man, I hope we’re this adventurous when we get to her age. We’re probably going to need a little something-something to help with the, uh, you know, gravity, but we can make it work. Shit. What if Mrs. Bauman is the agent?”

“Really?”

“Think about it, Sloane. She always happens to pop up when I’m either compromised or half-naked.”

“I think that says more about you than it does our elderly neighbor.”

“I bet her walking that tiny prehistoric dog—which I’m convinced is some kind of wingless pterodactyl—is her doing surveillance. She’s probably got all kinds of explosives hidden in her housedress. Have you seen how ginormous the pockets are?”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Am I, Sloane? Am I really?”

“Yes.”

“Fine, but when she springs out at you like the wrinkly ninja she is and tries to strangle you with her hairnet, don’t say I didn’t warn you. I bet those rollers are actually grenades.”

“Stop talking.”


Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS published by Dreamspinner Press.

#TeaserTuesday - 8/1/17 The Foxling Soldati

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Hello, all! Just a little over two weeks before the second Soldati Hearts book The Foxling Soldati is released! I'm so excited! This week's #TeaserTuesday features a snippet from the book which is now available for preorder from Dreamspinner PressAmazonKindleBarnes & NobleKobo, and iBooks.

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“King Pavoni is an arrogant, greedy bastard who believes everyone should kiss his boots. He doesn’t merely allow his warriors to behave in a deplorable manner—he encourages it. He takes what he wants and treats his servants like slaves and playthings. It’s disgusting.”

“Rayner,” Khalon warned gently. He lifted his eyes from his letter to meet Rayner’s gaze.

Rayner cleared his throat. “Forgive me. There is no love lost between us.”

Riley frowned, puzzled, and Khalon let out a sigh.

“Pavoni wished to unite our kingdoms through marriage. As I was destined to mate with a Soldati prince, that left Rayner as the next most powerful Soldati. Pavoni suggested—”

“Insisted,” Rayner corrected.

“Insisted,” Khalon acquiesced, “that Rayner marry Prince Merlo.”

“But you didn’t love him?” Riley offered.

Love? The question perplexed Rayner for a moment. Then he remembered Riley had lived among humans who chose their mates. Not everyone was so lucky. Rayner fortunately had some say in who he wed, due to his rank. He frowned deeply. “Worse than that. If I agreed to the marriage, Merlo would have power within the Soldati Realm through me, which would mean Pavoni would have power over the Soldati because Merlo is his puppet. Merlo has never had a singular thought of his own in his life. Pavoni isn’t interested in uniting our kingdoms. He wants power. I wasn’t about to give the bastard control over me or the Soldati.” Thankfully, Khalon had agreed with Rayner on all accounts.

“What happened?” Riley asked, eyes wide. “I’m guessing he didn’t take the rejection well.”

Khalon sat back with a sigh. “Pavoni is known for getting his way, always. So no, he did not take it well. Especially when someone below his station tells him he would rather, um—” Khalon winced. “—get sucked off by a demon and have his cock rot off than marry Prince Merlo.”

Toka coughed into his hand, clearly an attempt to keep from laughing. Riley had no such luck, and he was soon in tears from laughing so hard. Khalon was trying desperately to keep his frown in place, but Riley’s laughter was obviously making it difficult, and Khalon’s lips twitched up in the corners.

“Oh my God, Rayner, you said that?” Riley wiped a tear from his eye. “The dude must have been so pissed off.”

“That would be an understatement,” Khalon informed him. “As you can imagine, Pavoni has held a great deal of contempt for Rayner since that day.”

“The feeling is mutual,” Rayner muttered.

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#TeaserTuesday - 4/18/17 Darkest Hour Before Dawn (THIRDS, Book 9)

This week's #TeaserTuesday is from Darkest Hour Before Dawn, the ninth book in the THIRDS series, which is out April 25th. Just one week until release day! I'm so excited! Happy Reading!

“What are you doing?”

Hudson pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his eyes slightly wide. He poked his tongue out to lick his bottom lip.

Christ, how could one man have such an effect on him? Seb put a hand to his heart, the other against the wall to the side of Hudson’s head. “You’re killing me here, Lobito.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“No.”

Hudson eyed him. “No? What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I’m not going to stop calling you that.” Just like he’d never stop loving Hudson, or missing him, needing him, wanting him. He’d had enough of giving in to Hudson’s every whim simply because Hudson asked. It was what he’d always done, and look how well that turned out. Time to do things a little different.

Hudson blinked up at him. “But… I asked you not to.”

“Well, we don’t always get everything we want, do we, sweetheart?”

“Why are you being so difficult?”

“Why are you determined to drive me out of my fucking mind?” Seb growled.

“I’m doing no such thing.”

“Really? So you weren’t letting Trent dry-hump you to make me jealous?”

Hudson’s jaw dropped. “Of all the bloody cheek!” When he next spoke, it was through his teeth. “I was dancing.”

“And watching me.”

“Because you were watching me. Or do you think I can’t feel it when your eyes are on me?”

Seb grunted. “Hard not to when you’re making a spectacle of yourself.”

Hudson’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, fire burning behind his eyes. “Piss off, Sebastian. I can dance with whomever I damn well please. What you choose to believe is your concern. How dare you judge me? Why don’t you go find West? He couldn’t keep his hands off you, and you obviously enjoyed it.” Hudson was indignant, a pain in the ass, and the most beautiful thing Seb had ever seen. Since when did Hudson get jealous? Not even when they’d been together had Hudson ever become jealous. If he had, Seb never saw it. Hudson was always calm and in control, rational and sensible.

Seb placed his fingers under Hudson’s chin and lifted his face so he could look into his eyes. “You’ve ruined me, you know. I can’t love anyone else.”

“You need to move on, Sebastian.”

“Then give me back the heart you stole from me.” Seb ran his thumb over Hudson’s bottom lip. “You’re a very beautiful thief. Stealing hearts, just to break them and leave them irreparable.”

“If West isn’t enough, I wouldn’t fret. There’s no shortage of cheetah Therians in Recon to fill your bed.”

“Jesus, the mouth on you,” Seb growled, feeling his anger rising. Hudson knew which buttons to push, and he was pushing them all mercilessly.


Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS published by Dreamspinner Press. 


#TeaserTuesday - 4/4/17 The Foxling Soldati

Hello, all! This week's teaser is from The Foxling Soldati, book 2 in the Soldati Hearts series which is currently in edits and due for release late July.

A fierce roar echoed through the woods, and Toka gave a start. His heart beating wildly. It was Khalon. He giggled at Rayner’s deadpan expression when he spoke.

“I swear it’s as if he knows I’m enjoying myself.”

Toka gave Rayner a playful shove. “Go on. Your king summons you.”

“Oh, I see how it is,” Rayner teased, drawing Toka into his strong arms. “When he’s being a pain in the backside, he’s my king, but when he’s being magnanimous, he’s our king.” Rayner growled and nipped at Toka’s neck. The scoundrel.

Toka couldn’t help his laugh. “You are a rogue of the worst kind, sir. Charming foxlings with that handsome face and naughty smile. Having your wicked way with them in forests only to leave them pining for your touch.”

Rayner paused. He looked worried as he studied Toka. “You don’t really believe that, do you? That I have my wicked way with other foxlings?” He brushed his fingers down Toka’s jaw. “I promise you, you’re the only foxling I desire.”

Toka smiled sweetly, and he cupped Rayner’s cheek. He smiled and stood on his toes to give Rayner’s lips a sweet kiss. “I know I’m the only foxling you desire.” His smile turned mischievous. “However, the rest is true. You’re handsome, have a naughty smile, you’ve had your wicked way with me, and I’ll most certainly be pining for your touch the moment you step away.”

Rayner licked his bottom lip, his amber eyes glowing with a familiar fire. “Well, I suppose I’ll have to make certain I don’t leave you without my touch for very long.”

Toka pressed himself against Rayner, took Rayner’s hand, and placed it to his backside. “I’ll be waiting.”

“Oh, but I see I’m not the only one who’s wicked,” Rayner said with a groan. Another roar resounded through the woods, and Rayner sighed. Their king was not the most patient man. Rayner took Toka’s hand in his and brought it to his lips for a kiss. “Until our next encounter, my foxling.”

Toka nodded, watching Rayner turn, then break into a run, as sleek and graceful in his human form as he was in his feline body. Rayner changed into his tiger form and stopped to look over his shoulder with a chuff before running off. Toka placed a hand to his rapidly beating heart, unable to believe what had happened. He could barely contain his grin. For the first time in centuries, he felt… so wonderfully happy. It was foolish to think he and Rayner could have a future together, and yet his heart was filled with so much hope.


#TeaserTuesday - 3/21/17

Hello, all! This week’s Teaser Tuesday is a snippet from Rayner and Toka's book The Foxling Soldati which is the second book in the Soldati Hearts series. Enjoy!

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“Could you let Khalon know I’ll be back in half an hour? I’ll be in the garden. I just need to get away from… everything, for a bit. Too much noise.” He turned to Toka. “Would you mind coming with me? I always feel calmer when you’re around.”

Toka smiled. “Of course, Your Highness. It would be my pleasure.”

The relief was instant, and Rayner was glad to see Toka had such a calming effect on Riley. Rayner bowed and excused himself. He chanced a look around, and seeing the corridor clear, he took Toka’s hand in his and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

“Take care of yourself, and our prince.”

Toka blushed, his eyes going soft as he nodded.

“For crying out loud, just kiss him,” Riley whispered, looking around the hall. “There’s no one here.”

Rayner hesitated, but Toka didn’t. He threw his arms around Rayner and brought their lips together in a heated, passionate kiss.

“I miss you,” Rayner murmured against Toka’s lips. “You look striking.”

“As do you,” Toka replied, breathless. He smiled up at Rayner. “I miss you too.”

A door resounded somewhere and Rayner reluctantly pulled away, though not before brushing his fingers down Toka’s cheek. “Be safe.”

Toka nodded, then hurried off with Riley as they made their escape to the gardens. Riley was the most courageous human Rayner had ever known. Well, he was a Soldati, really, but his true nature had only been revealed after his human death. He still behaved as a human, despite his newfound immortality. At times their prince could be skittish, and too much noise, or activity could become overwhelming to his senses. The gardens provided the peace and solace their prince needed.

Rayner returned to the banquet hall. It was getting on in the evening, and Rayner looked forward to retiring for the night. Perhaps he might try and sneak down to the servants’ quarters and spend the night with Toka. He shouldn’t while Pavoni was here, but Rayner was desperate to hold his foxling in his arms and make love to him.

When he reached the platform, he was grateful to see Pavoni was dancing. Khalon looked like he wanted to shift and curl up in his tiger form under the table.

“Where’s Riley?” Khalon asked the moment Rayner sat.

“In the gardens.”

“Oh.” Khalon’s eyes were gentle, and he nodded his understanding, knowing the reasons why Riley sought out the gardens. He sighed. “I’m thankful he finds solace there.”

“He’s a complex creature,” Rayner admitted.

Khalon smiled, his love for his prince evident in his expression. “That he is. Such a gentle soul.”

“Except when he’s angry,” Rayner replied, chuckling at Khalon’s wide eyes.

“Goddess above, you don’t need to tell me.”


Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. Soldati Hearts series published by Dreamspinner Press.


#TeaserTuesday - 3/7/17

Hello, all! This week’s Teaser Tuesday is a snippet from Seb and Hudson’s book Darkest Hour Before Dawn which is book nine in the THIRDS series, and now available for pre-order! Enjoy! 2016Divider

“We wanted to come see you when you were in the hospital, but Seb…. He thought it would be best if we didn’t.”

Hudson nodded. He shoved his hands into his pockets, regret filling him. “He was right. It would have been too difficult. It was hard enough having him there.” Hudson cleared his throat. “He wouldn’t leave my side.”

Thomas nodded his understanding. “I expected no less of him. Thank you for saving his life. I don’t know what we would have done without either of you.”

Unable to stand the heartache in Thomas’s face, Hudson pointed to the bag behind him. “I made you my Cornish pasties.”

Thomas’s eyes sparkled, and he grinned like a little boy. He put the armrest with the controller down and moved to the table to take the bag and place it on his lap. With a deadpan expression, he met his wife’s gaze.

“If the boys ask, these were never here.”

Hudson laughed, watching as Thomas headed for the kitchen, calling out over his shoulder, “Especially Ethan. That boy eats more than the other two combined. I swear he has a black hole where his stomach should be.”

“He’s a growing boy,” Julia cooed, following Thomas into the expansive country-style kitchen. She took the bag from him and placed it on the island counter.

Thomas let out a snort. “Growing boy my butt. Darling, he’s thirty-six and almost as big as Seb.” He wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged, lifting his face for a kiss, which his wife happily gave. Hudson all but melted, leaning against the counter and wondering how Julia and Thomas did it. They’d been through so much—losing everything, watching their boys have to work before they were of age, working through Ethan’s selective mutism and social anxiety, through Thomas’s condition. How had Julia and Thomas Hobbs survived all that and still looked at each other as if they were falling in love for the first time?

At the first crisis that hit them, Hudson and Seb had crumbled under the weight. Hudson cleared his throat, fidgeting from one foot to the other.

“How do you do that?” he asked softly. Propriety scolded him for being so intrusive and brash, but he was desperate to know.

They turned to him, Julia’s hand on Thomas’s shoulder and her expression tender.

“How do you forge ahead, never losing yourselves or the love you have for each other, after… everything?”

No question what Seb would look like when he got older—Seb and Ethan were both the spitting image of Thomas Hobbs. At sixty-five years old, Thomas was a handsome man, with a square jaw and green eyes that sparkled with life and mischief. His once-black hair was now salt-and-pepper, and although some of his leg muscles had deteriorated over the years due to his condition, he was still a tiger Therian, strong-bodied and strong-willed. Much like Ethan refused to allow his condition to define him, Thomas refused to be defined by his Therian Acheron Syndrome. Life had never been easy for the Hobbs family, but they endured, always together.

“Son, love is a precious gift, but love alone isn’t enough to weather the storms in life. You know as well as I do that life can be hard, messy, infuriating, terrifying, and unfair, and love will certainly help ease the pain,” Thomas said, taking Julia’s hand in his. “But unless you use that love as a foundation to build on, you’ll get swept away in the maelstrom.”


Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS published by Dreamspinner Press. 


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