Today I am so pleased to welcome Eliot Grayson, Sam Burns, and W.M. Fawkes to Joyfully Jay. Eliot, Sam, and  W.M. have come to talk to us about their latest releases, The Alpha Experiment and Black Moon. They have brought along and excerpt and information about a great shared giveaway. Please join me in giving them a big welcome!

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The past year has been full of missed connections and opportunities. From cancelled conferences to rescheduled writing retreats, everybody’s felt the strain of the last year. And damn if we don’t miss signing books for readers! It’s extra rough when it’s time for a new release and we want to share our excitement with you.

That’s where we got the idea to team up for this contest and giveaway to celebrate the releases of The Alpha Experiment by Eliot Grayson and Black Moon by Sam Burns and W.M. Fawkes. Maybe we can’t do long signing lines—or even meet up to sign cowritten books—but we wanted to give readers a shot at getting a signed paperback from all of us.

In our Facebook groups—Eliot Grayson’s Escape from Reality and Burns & Fawkes’s Books & Foxes—we’re holding a giveaway and the rules are simple: comment in one of the groups with your favorite line from both of our new alpha-tastic releases, and enter for a chance to win!

The rules and contest threads are in our groups:

Check out the brand-new books here, both available on Amazon and in KU:

The contest is open until May 13, so may the odds be ever in your favor!

And read below for an exclusive excerpt from Eliot Grayson’s The Alpha Experiment, available now!


I’d have recognized those footsteps anywhere. I flung the door open and found Colin with one hand raised, ready to knock. He filled the whole space at the top of the stairs with his presence, solid and strong and safe.

My breath whooshed out of me, taking so much tension with it. Unless you knew what he was, Colin didn’t look any more powerful or intimidating than your average well-built gym rat: handsome face, ridiculously well-muscled shoulders and chest, fairly tall—for a human, although not for an alpha were; he scraped over six feet, but didn’t tower—and all wrapped in jeans, a t-shirt, and a backward baseball cap, of all things.

Maybe it was because I knew him. Maybe I just couldn’t judge what other people saw when they looked at him. But to me, he was a fixed, sturdy point in a spinning universe.

“You look like shit, dude,” Colin said with a grin, and pushed his way into the apartment, a hand on my shoulder to guide me out of the way.

He smelled like an alpha, and I inhaled deeply. I might be human and unable to pick up the complexities of pheromones that a shifter could detect, but I had enough of my family’s heritage—and enough years spent living in a pack—to be able to tell an alpha from anyone else. Earth and spice and something hot and vital, like a banked campfire in a breezy pine forest.

A lot of humans were wary of alphas. But I’d grown up surrounded by decent, honorable alphas who used their strength to care for those around them.

Colin included.

“Thanks,” I said, my throat a little tight. Jesus, but it was a relief to have him here. “You look like the frat guys in the back of my classes who try to vape weed when I’m not paying attention.”

Except for the machete strapped to his back, which I noticed as I turned around after shutting the door.

The twelve-pack of Bear’s Head IPA in his hand pushed him back into frat-boy territory, though. Maybe a college student wouldn’t have been able to afford a microbrew, but still. Cans of beer.

I looked him up and down. “Seriously? Beer and a machete?”

Colin threw his head back and laughed. “Is there an emergency that can’t be handled with beer and/or a machete?”


Check out the information above for details on how to enter to win a signed paperback from the authors! 

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