Corinne Davies

Midnight, New Orleans Style is available for preorder!!

2014-10-13T18:04:00.002-04:00

It feels like we started planning these books a couple months ago but it was last winter! Now here we are a week away from our release days!!

The fun starts next week starting on Monday with Alicia White's book, Erin's Redemption

Tuesday is my release day with Magical Redemption

Wednesday is Tara Rose's turn with Unhallowed Redemption

Thursday will feature Karen Mercury's Redemption Song

and then on Friday with final book in our series, Marla Monroe's Their Mates Redemption

There are Story excerpts and Adult excerpts available through the link.

It's going to be an exciting week and the five of us have some tricks up our sleeves on how we're planning on celebrating it.

The wonderful women over at the InnerGoddess blog are going to be helping us out with the celebrations too :)

Don't forget, if your like me and you like a bargain...

*All 5 titles must be purchased in the same transaction to receive discount.

Ordering the complete series at once will give you a special 20% discount, which is like getting one free!! http://www.bookstrand.com/midnight_promo

Welcome T.L.Reeve!!

2014-09-29T00:01:00.000-04:00

Have you heard of the Beyond Fairytales imprint from Decadent Publishing? This is a fun series where authors take traditional Grimm stories and turn them upside down, inside out, and whisk them through time and space. Sounds like fun, huh?

Today, author T.L.Reeve is celebrating the official reveal of SAVING THEIR PRINCESS!!!
Be sure to watch for the release of this story and learn more about this and T.L.'s other books through the links below.

Sabine Babineaux, daughter to the mayor of New Orleans and waitress at The Three Princesses bar, has her life upended after a late night at work. Kidnapped, Sabine is determined to escape, but once she’s free her fight has only just begun.

Stuart Renwick and Kyle Novak, detectives with New Orleans police department, are assigned a kidnapping case with multiple victims. However, when one of the missing women, Sabine Babineaux, is practically dropped in their lap, everything they know about being detectives is tossed by the wayside.

Now, in a race against time to find out who the kidnapper is, and prevent anyone else being snatched, Sabine, Stuart, and Kyle must work together.

Sparks fly, between the three of them, but will it be their downfall?

With someone watching them, tragedy strikes when they least expect it. Will Sabine survive long enough to explore her feelings for both detectives? Or will Stuart and Kyle fall at the hand of her kidnapper?

Excerpt:
The cab came to a stop some time later and she sat up. The world spun on its axis. The sound of bees buzzing filled her ears as she broke out in a cold sweat and she began to shake violently. Sabine tried in vain to make her body cooperate with her, but it was a no go. Her brain was muddled and nothing made sense anymore. Not even her body would oblige her and move. “Where am I?” Sabine whispered, licking her lips.

“The lady is right here,” the cabbie said, opening the door. “She bleeding and wearing next to nothing.”

A thread of embarrassment slid through her, but as quickly as it was there, it was gone. “Help me,” she croaked. The world around her was slowly floating away. No matter how much she tried to keep her eyes open, she couldn’t gather the strength needed to do so. “I…can’t…go…back.” Unconsciousness, blissful yet scary, drifted around her, cradling her into a void of nothingness.

“No you don’t, sweetheart.” A gruff voice called to her, drawing her out of the darkness. “Come back to us.”

Sabine’s eyes fluttered open, then shut again. She didn’t want to open her eyes. The darkness was safe. It was comfortable there. There was no pain. No cages. Freedom lurked in the darkness.

“Ambulance is on the way,” another male said. His voice was an octave higher than the penetrating baritone of the first man. “It’s our kidnapping victim.”

Congratulations, you win the booby prize.

“Yeah it is,” person one said. “When did you say that ambulance would be here?” In the distance she could hear the warble of noise. Finally she could sleep. “Hey now.” The man’s rough palm patted her cheek. “Wake up, sweetheart. Stay with us.”

Sabine groaned and turned away from him.

“They’re both through and throughs, Stuart, and she’s lost a good amount of blood.”

So man one did have a name. Stuart. His name was both sexy and bold, invoking delicious images of the man holding her hand. When did he take my hand? How come I can’t remember how I got here?

“Damn it,” he cursed. “If they don’t hurry their asses up, we’re going to lose our victim. Call them back Kyle and tell them to double time it.”

Kyle. His name was just as delectable as Stuart’s. I wonder what he looks like. A part of her was using anything she could think of to stay right there, even though she could feel the darkness surrounding her.

Sabine groaned as she was jostled around. The prick of a needle in her arm caused her to whimper. “Stop.” With a weak gesture she tried to push them away and a hand appeared in hers, squeezing it.

“You gave me a scare girl,” Stuart said close to her ear. “Stay with Kyle and I. Don’t try going anywhere again.” What was he talking about? “Is she ready?”

“Yes, we’re loading her up now. Are you following?”

Sabine half listened to the conversation around her, trying to stay with Stuart like he asked her to do.

“I’m riding with you. My partner will give you the escort.” The soft cushion she lay on lifted up momentarily, jostling her around, then slid into something. In no time they were rolling. “Sabine, we’re going to get you fixed up. I promise.”

She muttered something and a sharp burning sensation raced up her arm, then everything inside of her mellowed out, relaxing her completely. Oh hell yeah, that’s the good stuff. Instead of fighting the darkness she went with it. It was light and peaceful. The pain that radiated through her whole body relented and she could finally breathe without feeling as though her chest was being squeezed to death. Just a little nap and then I’ll tell them everything. The heavy darkness wrapped its tendrils around her and she fell into the deepest sleep she’d had in weeks.

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A closer look at......Magical Redemption

2014-09-15T22:50:00.001-04:00

When five college friends reunite, one night changes their lives forever.

Dani O’Brien is an introverted astrophysicist who spends most of her life staring at the stars and never allowed other people’s opinions to dictate her life. Her four best friends are the closest she has to sisters and their annual gathering to celebrate a friend’s life is one of the highlights of her year.

Identical twins Gavin and Maddoc McDryw are Druids with the ability to influence the energy that every living being emits. They alienated themselves from their clan after allowing a woman they thought they loved to manipulate them.

The brothers can’t figure out why they are so drawn to the quirky human but the longer she’s with them the stronger their feelings for her become. But, not everyone is happy with this burgeoning relationship. As negative forces tear them apart, can they trust in the magic of love to hold them together?

There is something to be said for the allure of twins, something which has gotten Maddoc and Gavin McDryw in trouble in the past. They're looks are so similar that almost everyone in their family, with the exception of their mum, often gets them confused. Because of this many of their business dealings don't realize that there are two of them, often allowing them to be in two situations at the same times.

Raised as Druids in the Scottish Highlands, they fell for a woman who betrayed and almost slaughtered their entire family. Ashamed, the brothers left their homeland and made their way to the Americas. For the past couple centuries they have lived in the Bywater District of New Orleans. Now they keep to themselves and have gathered an adopted family around them, protecting them and their community from anything that would threaten them. The brothers have a unique ability to manipulate the earth's natural energy and bend it to their will. This has come in handy in many dangerous situations.

Dani O'Brien is a poster child for "Wallflowers". She's not comfortable in social situations and often has trouble controlling some of her quirky tendencies. Most people don't understand her and while she has been a outcast most of her life, she usually doesn't give it much thought.
Diagnosed with Aspergers as a teenager, her mom never allowed her to use a diagnosis as as excuse not to try. With that kind of support she graduated university with a PHD and is a talented astrophysicist.

Her life is all about structure and routines. She has a couple OCD habits that she has to follow, like packing her suitcase in a specific order so that nothing is missed. There is also an antique astrolabe her mother bought for her as a graduation present, that Dani takes everywhere she goes.

Pop on over and have a closer look at Tara Rose's characters from Unhallowed Redemption, Midnight New Orleans Style 3

Faina Teresa Andropov and Konstantin & Alexei Veselov

Future Plans and Cover Reveals

2014-09-02T22:12:00.002-04:00

I didn't get to any conferences this year but I'm planning on going to one next year! This is an extra special one because I don't need my passport! Mr D and I are going to Romancing The Capital in Ottawa on April 17 & 18, 2015 This is going to be so much fun there are going to be a ton of great authors and prizes and food!

When: April 17th & 18th, 2015

Where: Holiday Inn & Suites Ottawa/Kanata

Registration: $115 for Readers (includes 2 dinners)

Who’s Attending: Over 50 fantastic authors including several New York Times, USA Today and Amazon BestSellers

What to Expect: Swag, Door Prizes, Fun Events, Interesting Panels, A Booksigning, Chat Time with Authors, along with plenty of smiles and laughter!

Be sure to register soon because it's filling up! CLICK HERE for more details.

What better than a future conference? NEW COVERS!!

This is so exciting because I'm so honoured to be a part of another series with another group of great authors. If you click on the Midnight, New Orleans Style tab above it will take you to the blurbs for each of the books :) But here are all our beautiful covers.

What happens when five friends meet for a fun weekend in New Orleans at Halloween to celebrate the memory of a friend who passed away years before? All sorts of unexpected craziness finds them and leads them to their futures.

Alicia White Tara Rose

Karen Mercury Marla Monroe

Curious about Steampunk but haven't given it a try?

2014-08-04T12:08:00.000-04:00

Steam Powered Passion is on Retro Release! Which means its on 50% off for a limited time!

This is the first book in my Steampunked Lust series. If you aren't sure what Steampunk is...it's having all the elegance and pomp of the Regency & Victorian eras but with modern conveniences. Steam is the major power source, not electricity.

$3.50 FOR A LIMITED TIME

STEAM POWERED PASSION

[Erotic Steampunk Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F]

Tori is dealt a terrible blow when she is given to a couple of pirates as insurance on a ship. But finding herself lifted up into an airship is only the first of many surprises. The second? Malcolm and Sean attacked her ship in order to get their hands on her.

Malcolm and Sean both realize they need a woman in their relationship. Tori seems to be the perfect solution. But can she see past their physical differences to the men beneath and accept them as they are?

But Tori is more then she appears. She’s been passing secrets to the old-world rebels for years. When she is seen leaking information to the new-world military, will her men believe she wasn’t trying to betray them?

Can each of them see past their personal expectations and accept a relationship steam-built for three?

Professional Reviews

RECOMMENDED READ: "Steam Powered Passion is what all erotic steampunk should strive to be; Victorian ethics and technology intermingled with modern day sensibilities and fantastic inventions, with some very hot sex. It is a fantastic read and the plot, both character and adventure driven, will keep you on the edge of your seat. Mal, Sean, and Tori are all very detailed, unique and believable characters. Each have their own wants, desires, and agendas; often at odds with each other. They are all very lovable characters and I cared deeply about what happens to them. Mal and Sean's relationship is obviously lacking something, but Tori adds the right balance to make the menage a trios both wonderfully erotic and believable. That is if all three strong personalities don't screw it up by the end of the story. The plot is clear and fun. This isn't to say there aren't some angst ridden moments where you want to reach in and strangle the protagonists or that there aren't any sad and poignant moments. The plot works on two levels - romance and adventure - and it does so deftly. I'm glad that Steam Powered Passion is the first in the series, Steampunked Lust. The world Corinne Davies created definitely deserves visiting again. I would love to learn more about the politics, technology and culture of this unique universe." -- Rogue Satyr, Literary Nymphs Reviews

5 TEA CUPS: "Corinne brought the a different world to today’s readers. Wow, this story of Viktorya’s, Sean and Malcolm was wonderful read and very entertaining to see a female put two men in their place as they put her in theirs right between them. Tori was in a loveless marriage and to her that was fine as long as she could keep her secret of giving the enemy their information needed to over throw the New World. What she didn’t count on was a husband who was willing to kill her instead of loving her. The day she was abducted from her husbands ship was the day her life really started. Facing the unknown future was better than looking at a man who care nothing for her. Mel Captain of his ship and of Sean his first mate and the love of his life he would do anything for and that is also bring Tori into their relationship. Sean had loved Tori since childhood and he couldn’t believe that Tori would marry a man without love. What he didn’t realize was the deep hurt that it cost her to marry Alexander,. The man without a heart or soul. Malcolm was strong and he used that strength to get him what he wanted. Sean was a man who was built to kill but when an accident caused him to lose one arm what was a man to do but build another. And being a mechanist he could and did just that. All Tori knew was that she had her old friend and the love of her life back and when he came with Malcolm then she knew her life was complete. The story of the three has many twist and turns and it was so exciting to read a book where you couldn’t put it down till the last word was read. Great job of writing an intriguing book. The sex scenes give you a warm and cozy feeling deep inside." -- Wendy, Happily Ever After Reviews

STEAM POWERED PASSION

Exciting news!

2014-07-30T23:06:00.001-04:00

Real life and I have been having a disagreement over the past few months over the amount of stress that one person can deal with. But, apparently I have survived. :) Now that I'm back I have some exciting news to almost tell you about. LOL

I've finished a book that will be part of a special series to be released by Siren Publishing in October 2014. That's all I can tell you at the moment but I've heard a picture can say a thousand words.

Can't wait to tell you more about it.

Love This!!!

2014-03-17T12:48:00.002-04:00

The wonderful hard working people over at Siren/Bookstrand created this for my Series Spotlight. I love it!!

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What's really funny is I don't remember writing this line but I did. Must have been during one of my "zone" moments. LOL
If your on Facebook be sure to "Like" the Siren/Bookstrand page for more awesome quotes from my fellow Siren Authors as well as insider information on discounts and lots of other fun stuff.

Kiss Me I'm Irish Pot O'Books Blog Hop

2014-03-17T00:01:00.000-04:00

It's a great day today! Not only is it the Kiss Me I'm Irish Blog Hop but it's also Release Day!!! The 8th book in the 3xtasy Lake series, Chasing Peace Love & Fur and my Siren Sister Diane Leyne's book Uncovering Satisfaction is out TODAY.

M/F/M/M, shape-shifters, spanking, HEA

Clara Fitch is terrified of the violent side of her nature and has worked hard to suppress her primal instincts. The iron control she’s kept on her inner bear is starting to fray, and she now fears for the lives of every living creature who comes in contact with her.

After spending years looking, Luc, Georges, and Nouel Benoit had given up on their dream of ever finding a woman they can share. When a beautiful enigma of a woman arrives on their doorstep, they can’t believe their good fortune, but there is more to her than delicious curves and a sharp tongue.

The Benoit brothers know that Clara is their Mate, but she has suppressed her inner animal to the point of inhibiting her natural abilities. Has she driven her inner bear mad? Can they convince her that her animal side is nothing to fear and learn to trust herself while embracing the idea of being their Mate?

There is only 3 days left to take advantage of the special 3xtacy Lake discount. Book 1, Caress of Fur, for $0.99 and books 2-7 for 25% off!

M/F/M, public exhibition, spanking, sex toys, HEA

Nicola "Nick" Marlow is an agent on leave after a devastating ending to her last undercover assignment when a friend asks her to come to Satisfaction to get to the bottom of a series of incidents that may just close the Whips and Spurs forever.

Micah Durrance owns the public saloon and private BDSM club and is getting desperate. His best friend, Sheriff Dace Lowe, is stumped too, and when a friend recommends Nick as a top-notch investigator they both jump at his offer.

Micah and Dace are surprised when Nick turns out to be Nicola, and shocked when she decides to go undercover as their sub. For real. Feelings escalate quickly as do the incidents as Nicola becomes a target. And what will happen when it’s all over? Is it all just a job to Nicola, or will her heart get broken when it’s time to leave?

What's a better way to beat a Monday by indulging in a fantasy or two? Especially, if you live in the same climate as I do and are as sick of the cold and snow as the rest of us. LOL

How do you like to indulge yourself? or What do you do to improve your mood when you are feeling down? Write your answer in the comments below for a chance to win your choice of a PDF of one of my books when the blog hop ends tonight.

Don't forget to visit and comment on the rest of the blogs in the Kiss Me I'm Irish Pot O'Books Hop for more chances to win!!!!
Click here to for a list to all the blogs featured in the Hop.

KISS ME - I'M IRISH POT O'BOOKS GRAND PRIZE

$25 BookStrand Bucks from Tara Rose
$20 JK Publishing gift cerificates from Jana Leigh
$20 gift card from Louisa Bacio and Inner Goddess (Amazon or B&N-winner's choice)
The Cougar Diaries part I, II, and III (ebook) from Aoife Brennan
Chasing Peace, Love & Fur (ebook) from Corinne Davies
Azrael's Light (ecopy) and a handmade bookmark from Amy J. Hawthorn
Weekend Surrender (ecopy) from Lori King
Cowboy Six-Pack (kindle) and Hot on her Trails (Sweeter Version) (kindle) from Sable Hunter
Libby's Fireman by Tracey Steinbach

Runner-ups!
3 Runner-ups will receive an ebook from the JK Publishing March release list (winner's choice)

1 Grand Prize winner and 3 runners up Winners will be chosen by Random.org at midnight, Pacific Time, March 17, 2014
TO ENTER: Hop around the blogs and leave a comment at each blog you enter. Also, leave an email address so we contact the winner. The more blogs you visit and comment on, the more chances you have to win.
http://www.innergoddessforum.com/2014/03/kiss-me-im-irish-st-patricks-day-blog.html

Welcome Cara Covington!!

2014-02-11T08:45:00.001-05:00

Their Lusty Little Valentine (MFMM)

The Lusty, Texas Collection

By Cara Covington

Categories: Erotic Romance, Historical, Menage a Trois/Quatre

Word Count: 73,517

Heat Level: SEXTREME

PRE-ORDER!

www.bookstrand.com/their-lusty-little-valentine

AVAILABLE: Friday, February 14th

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Historical Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, light consensual BDSM, spanking, HEA]

Samantha Kincaid knows what she wants in life. Since she was a teenage, she has planned to be a lawyer, a judge, and one day, maybe, the first woman Justice of the Supreme Court. Knowing that no one will credit her accomplishments locally because her father wields significant influence, she decides to head to Austin, Texas, to accomplish her goals. All is going well until she takes a wrong turn and ends up stranded in a town called Lusty when her car dies.

Preston, Taylor, and Charles Kendall recognize Samantha as the woman that was meant to be theirs when they come to her aid.

She always knew she had to choose between having a career and a family. It was never a difficult choice because she had never met a man who appealed to her enough to marry. Now she’s met three. The only real question is, can the men convince Samantha that she can indeed have it all, with them?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Cara Covington is a Siren-exclusive author.

STORY EXCERPT

She didn’t answer him in words. Instead she walked over and gazed down at car’s engine.

“Did you name her Sally?”

Samantha tilted her head and spared Preston a quick look.

He must have taken her blank stare for confusion. “After the song by Mark Rice, since it came out the same year your car was born,” he said.

Not many people knew that Wilson Pickett hadn’t recorded that song first. Preston’s intelligence and the sincere expression in his eyes were a dangerous combination. She didn’t think she could ever maintain a “mad” against this man.

Good thing it won’t ever be an issue since I won’t be here longer than it takes to call a tow truck and find a motel.

“No. I call her Baby, as she’s likely the only one I’ll ever have.”

“Now that is a shame, sweetheart,” the unnamed man said. “I’m Charles, by the way. I realize you’re smart enough to know he’s Preston and this one’s Taylor. We’re brothers, and our last name is Kendall. And you are?”

“Samantha Kincaid.”

“You had to know with all that red hair she’d be Irish,” Preston said. He edged just slightly closer and looked down with her at the engine.

Samantha caught the way Preston was looking from the motor to her. He’s likely trying to see if I even know what I’m looking at. “It’s a 289 4.7 liter 2 barrel.” Her father had taught her how to do her own oil changes and how to perform simple maintenance procedures required of any car owner. She could change a flat and check all the fluid levels, and had even installed a new set of spark plugs once.

“No,” Charles said. “It’s a 289 4.7 liter 2 barrel with a thrown piston.”

Her gaze snapped up to his. “Why would you say that?”

“We heard the bang of it, and saw the way your car came to a very jerky stop. That wasn’t you jumping on the brakes, I’ll bet, but your engine seizing. Your car is going to need a new engine, Miss Kincaid.”

Charles was right. She hadn’t been the one to make the car jerk to such a sudden stop. “Well, hells bells.” She looked around the town. “Is there a phone booth somewhere? I guess I’ll need to call for a tow, and a mechanic.”

“There’re no phone booths in town,” Preston said. “As well, not a single business is open today. Sorry.”

He certainly didn’t look sorry. “You don’t have to look so happy about that.” It was pretty hard not to smile at the man. Considering the state of her poor car, and the crisis she now faced, the fact she could smile was a remarkable thing, indeed.

“What can I say?” he spread his hands, palms up, as if stating the obvious. “I’m a happy man.”

Samantha exhaled, her breath ruffling her bangs. The heat had built so that she felt as if she was in an oven. Taking a moment to scan the town, she used her wrist to blot at the perspiration on her forehead. It really was incredibly hot—and there really wasn’t a single business open. That fact shouldn’t have surprised her at all. It was, after all, Sunday, and this was a small town.

New York City never closed, but then that city was in a class by itself.

“Miss Kincaid, do you see that rather large house just over there?” Taylor pointed to the south. There were actually two large houses that she could see. They appeared to be standing nearly across from each other but about a quarter of a mile apart. She imagined there were streets or fields between them. The downtown core didn’t stretch that far, and one of the two houses put her in mind of an antebellum plantation home.

“That’s our home. Our parents and our grandparents are in residence, and I know they would be delighted for you to come over and use our telephone. Even if you have to call long distance to have someone come to your aid, that would be perfectly fine.”

“In fact,” Charles said, “if we don’t bring you home and Mother finds out about it, there’ll be hell to pay.”

The mention of family in residence eased her concern about propriety—and at the same time, ridiculously, disappointed her.

She’d eschewed much of her generation’s worship of “free love.” Not that she was a prude, but she did believe that intimacy should only be shared after a man and woman got to know each other.

It completely embarrassed her that the tiny mental fantasy that arose when she thought the word “intimacy” featured her with not one, but all three of these sexy Texan men.

It has to be the heat. Push that thought away right now!

“Oh, dear. You’re looking very flushed. Mother will be annoyed if we let you get heat stroke. You best come along.” Preston took her hand and began to lead her away from her car. “It’ll only take us about ten minutes to walk to the house. I apologize, the three of us were just over visiting some friends. We often leave our cars at home, because our town isn’t very big.”

“If we’d had any inkling we’d be rescuing a damsel in distress today, we’d have driven one of them,” Charles said.

“Although if we had, we may not have been on hand when you needed us, so there you have it.” Taylor seemed quite certain of that.

“Wait. I need to lock my car and grab my purse.”

“I’ll grab your bag for you, but there’s no need to lock your car.” Charles spun on his heal and jogged back to Baby.

“This is Lusty. No one will touch it.” Preston had hold of her hand, and tossed that nugget back to her without breaking his stride.

Her mother had told her, before she’d left home, that for the most part, Texan men were gentlemen in the finest Southern tradition, and would treat a lady with the utmost respect. Samantha made a note that the next time she spoke to her mother, she would have to deliver the news that times—and Texan men—certainly had changed.

ADULT EXCERPT

They were, all three of them naked, and with the flick of her wrists, and a subtle kicking aside of a silken triangle, she was, too.

It took every bit of her resolve not to cover her breasts or her pussy. She’d been nude before, and even had been seen in the nude a couple of times, but this was the first time in her life she felt totally naked.

“I thought Preston told you to stop thinking.” Taylor quirked one eyebrow and Samantha met his gaze.

“Under the circumstances, it’s hard not to.”

“That’s on us, then. We haven’t sufficiently distracted you.” Charlie stepped forward and scooped her into his arms. He’d moved so quickly and decisively she gasped.

The next thing she knew, the shower had come on. Taylor tested the water, nodded, and then Charlie carried her in, and under the downpour.

Charlie set her down, and as she closed her eyes under the spray, she felt the three men move in close to her, surround her.

And then, oh, God, there were hands on her, so many hands slicked with soap and set on seduction.

“Keep your eyes closed.”

Preston Kendall is a bossy man. At the moment, though, since water was showering down on her and the scent of shampoo filled the glass enclosure, she did as he commanded.

Someone took hold of her hands and raised her arms above her head, and then she felt a tug on her hair. Following the silent directive, she tilted her head back.

“Mmm.” The sensation of having her breasts, belly, and hair all washed at the same time overwhelmed her senses. She shivered, and her pussy clenched, as if looking for a cock to grasp onto. Not one to mince words, she said, “This feels so good.”

“It gets better.” Preston’s whispered words brushed her face. He covered her mouth with his own, his kiss carnal as he plunged his tongue into her mouth.

His hand slid down her stomach in a straight line to her cunt. Fingers delved, and Samantha moaned into his mouth. She couldn’t prevent her hips from rolling toward him, wordlessly begging for more of his touch.

Preston tapered his kiss, then used his lips to caress her throat. Behind her, someone stood flush, and the press of a hot, fully aroused cock rubbed against her ass, nestling at the top of her crack.

“Your cunt is hot and wet. Is it hungry, kitten? Is your cunt hungry for us?”

Arousal soared high and fast. Samantha moaned and nodded, simple words now beyond her. Hungry? No, her body was starving for the touch of these men, nearly desperate to be filled by them.

“I think that’s a yes.” Taylor’s words sounded in her right ear, and then his lips kissed her, nuzzled her, and Samantha shivered.

“I want to feel her pussy.” Charlie’s voice had deepened and taken on a guttural edge. She felt movement and understood he was the one holding her arms aloft, as he maneuvered on her right side and then slid his hand down to join his brother’s.

Fingers stroked and then delved and, oh God, she had two fingers inside her pussy, and it felt so good.

The sounds that emerged from her seemed to thrill the men.

“You are hungry. All right, then, kitten, we’re going to take care of you right now. Come for us, baby.”

I should tell them that’s something I’ve never been very good at…the thought evaporated, fizzing out under the onslaught of their mouths and hands and fingers. Someone pinched and then tugged on her clitoris.

Samantha came, her orgasm exploding out of her, unexpected and completely overwhelming. The sound of her scream echoed against the glass shower enclosure. Arms supported her as her knees lost all strength, and she whimpered as wave after thrilling wave of life-altering energy sizzled through her.

“Hot holy hell, woman, you’re responsive.” Charlie took her left nipple into his mouth and suckled strongly.

“Let’s see how you fly, now that we’ve taken the edge off for you. Now we can love you properly.” Taylor nuzzled her neck and shoulder.

Her arms went lax. She didn’t recall Charlie releasing her hands. Then Taylor’s words penetrated, and she shivered. “Taken the edge off?” There were other words he’d spoken, too. One word in particular, that she didn’t want to hear or even think about.

He probably just said “love you” to be a gentleman, choosing not to use the crasser “have sex with you” or the even baser “fuck you.”

Samantha’s heart raced, her lungs fought for air, and she felt as if every single bone in her body had turned to rubber. Needing to distract herself from her own recent thoughts, she said, “Any more excitement and I may not survive.”

Preston chuckled. “We’ll just have to see about that, w

I just can't get enough of Kennedy Layne!

2014-01-14T09:06:00.002-05:00

I do love Kennedy Layne's books!!

Sinful Resurrection

CSA Case Files, Book 2

Available now from:

AMAZON | ARe | B&N

Sins of the past have been resurrected, predetermining their path to love. Can they overcome the treacherous obstacles set before them?

Jax Christensen likes his life just the way it is. He has his work, his club, and the occasional naked submissive to take his mind off everything else. He doesn’t talk about the past, as there is no point in reminiscing about things that cannot be altered. His chest has an empty hole where his heart used to be, but he’s grown accustomed to the constant pain. It’s become the only thing that reminds Jax that he’s alive.

Emily Weiss has never forgotten the one and only man she’s ever loved. She’s hidden for two long years in an attempt to protect Jax and herself, desperate to try and stay one step ahead of those who want her dead. She has information that could destroy the United Nations. Unfortunately, they want to eliminate her first. Emily’s exhausted and wants more than anything to feel safe once more. That was how she felt in Jax’s strong arms and she longs to be there again.

When Jax sees that Emily has risen from the grave, his heart and soul are full of anger and regret. He’ll never forgive her lies and deception. He will, however, keep her safe. He hates her for what she’s done, but he doesn’t want her death on his conscience. He’ll protect her and then walk away.

Secrets are revealed and the danger is more sinister and deadly than anyone could have guessed. Jax and Emily are forced on the run and the passion they once felt for one another burns even hotter and brighter the second time around. Jax doesn’t know how he’ll walk away this time or if he even wants to. Emily is determined to expose a high-level official within the United Nations and walk away unscathed. She wants a second chance with her first love — even if it kills her.

EXCERPT

He’d cataloged three people in the room. Crest was behind his desk, Emily was standing in front of him, and one other person was to his right. Jax didn’t give the man a second glance. He didn’t give a shit who the tight ass suit was. He only cared about the woman standing in front of him. Emily slowly turned and faced him, her blue eyes filled with regret and something else he couldn’t name. Whatever it was couldn’t hold a candle to the rage that was simmering in his veins. He changed his mind. There was no reason fucking good enough for what she’d put him through, only to turn up two years later as if nothing had happened.

“Jax, you need to listen to me,” Crest said, coming into his line of vision.

Jax turned and within seconds had Crest shoved up against the wall with his forearm against his boss’s throat. He was breathing hard, waiting for an excuse to be able to physically take out his frustration on another human being. Finally clearing the haze from his eyes, it dawned on him that Crest had known all along who Emily was and what her connection was to Jax. What else did Crest know? He pulled his arm back, with every intention of getting retribution.

“Jax, please don’t.”

Emily’s voice cut through the miasma that had surrounded him. He was trained better and knew that the slightest hesitation gave the other person the advantage, but it was too late. Before Jax could blink Crest brought up his hands, breaking the hold. Jax found himself up against the wall, Crest in total control.

“I’m going to release you and you’re going to listen, because Emily’s life depends on it.” Crest’s voice never wavered, instead remaining calm and cool like his demeanor. That caused Jax to feel even more rage, but he bottled it quickly, knowing Crest had the upper hand at the moment. Jax relaxed his muscles, leaning his weight on the wall. He could play this game with the best of them. Crest continued to speak. “I know this looks bad, Jax, but she had good reason for what she did.”

“Just like you had good reason to keep it from me?” Jax asked, unable to keep all of his fury contained. He remained as still as Crest, relaxed in his hold, and waited until the man took a step back. Jax wiped the back of his hand over his mouth, unable to believe this was really happening. Disloyalty was something he couldn’t tolerate. He thought Crest held the same morals, but apparently not. “Nothing will ever make that right, Top.”

Jax had purposefully used the nickname that grunts used in reference to Master Sergeants in the Marines. He wanted — no, needed — to drill into Crest what an intimate betrayal this was. He personally had never called Gavin Crest by the nickname that Connor seemed to use like a minion did to a god. He understood his friend’s need to be grateful to Crest for giving them a chance to live their lives as a normal civilian, but Jax felt like he’d repaid his debt tenfold. He did his job and he did it well. No one could ask for more.

Connor had repeatedly said that Jax had changed on their last combat tour. Emily’s absence from his life had done that to him and made him realize what a person went through when people were ripped away. Switching his gaze to the woman he would have laid his life down for made him understand that her death would have been easier to accept. Her perfidy and deceit was just too much.

“Jax, I didn’t know until a month ago,” Crest explained. He took another step back, as if unsure how Jax would react, before slowly moving to stand in front of his desk. He loosened his tie and then made sure his cuff links were still in place. Jax couldn’t bring himself to look Emily in the eye and instead concentrated on Crest. She disgusted him and the only way he was going to get through this was if he listened to what Crest had to say and then left for his flight out of the country. He wanted to be anywhere but here. Crest motioned to the other man. “This is Schultz Jessalyn, Special Assistant to the National Security Advisor.”

Jax ignored the man who still stood on the other side of the room. There was no need for introductions, regardless of this man’s position. He could be the fucking Pope and Jax wouldn’t have cared. Not wanting to appear anything else but bored with this conversation, Jax stepped forward and crossed his arms. The faster he dealt with this the sooner he could leave.

“I have a flight to catch,” Jax said, keeping his tone even. He thought about quitting, handing in his resignation right here and now, but the assignment that would take him around the world and away from the duplicity that was filling up this room sounded even better. “Don’t worry, Crest. I’ll do my job.”

“Jessie is on her way in,” Crest said, as if Jax hadn’t spoken. His dark green eyes zeroed in on Jax. “She’s going to change your flight information over to Lach. He’s taking the overseas assignment. I need you here. Emily needs you here.”

Jax ground his teeth together to prevent himself from saying they could all go fuck themselves, but something held him back. Even though it felt like he was roasting his entire body over excruciatingly hot flames, he forced himself to really look at Emily. She’d dyed her dark brown hair to a light blonde, although she had left the length that he used to love to play with and still dreamed about. She was slightly thinner than he remembered, but he could find no sympathy that she might have stressed over the choices that she’d made. Her athletic build was still there, although slightly less obvious. There were shadows underneath her blue eyes and her skin had taken on a pale pallor, yet still he could feel their enduring connection. A mental barrier shifted into place, blocking out any emotion that may have lingered. Emily had no idea the hell she was putting him through but he immediately had closure that he hadn’t before. She was deader to him now more than ever. That switch was thrown.

“She made her choice.” Jax turned on the heel of his boot and walked to the door. He changed his mind on quitting. “You’ll have my resignation on your desk by the end of the day.”

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

www.kennedylayne.com

First and foremost, I love life. I love that I'm a wife, mother, daughter, sister...and a writer.

I am one of the lucky women in this world who gets to do what makes them happy. As long as I have a cup of coffee (maybe two or three) and my laptop, the stories evolve themselves and I try to do them justice. I draw my inspiration from a retired Marine Master Sergeant that swept me off of my feet and has drawn me into a world that fulfills all of my deepest and darkest desires. Erotic romance, military men, intrigue, with a little bit of kinky chili pepper (his recipe), fill my head and there is nothing more satisfying than making the hero and heroine fulfill their destinies.

Thank you for having joined me on their journeys...

Welcome Kennedy Layne

2013-11-26T08:01:00.002-05:00

kennedylayneauthor@gmail.com

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First and foremost, I love life. I love that I'm a wife, mother, daughter, sister...and a writer.

I am one of the lucky women in this world who gets to do what makes them happy. As long as I have a cup of coffee (maybe two or three) and my laptop, the stories evolve themselves and I try to do them justice. I draw my inspiration from a retired Marine Master Sergeant that swept me off of my feet and has drawn me into a world that fulfills all of my deepest and darkest desires. Erotic romance, military men, intrigue, with a little bit of kinky chili pepper (his recipe), fill my head and there is nothing more satisfying than making the hero and heroine fulfill their destinies.

Thank you for having joined me on their journeys...

CAPTURED INNOCENCE

CSA CASE FILES, BOOK ONE

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When former Marine, Connor Ortega, was ordered into the offices of Crest Security Agency on a Saturday morning, he didn’t expect the latest case to hit so close to home. A submissive has been murdered in a particularly vicious manner and to bring her killer to justice, he must go undercover. Not hard to do considering he’s already part of the BDSM lifestyle.

Lauren Bailey, a local vendor of bejeweled erotic implements, lives vicariously through her clients due to her fear of bondage. When Connor’s dominant side can’t resist trying to ease her anxieties, she accepts his proposal and agrees to his one stipulation…keep things casual.

When the killer sets his sights on Lauren, Connor is forced to rethink their relationship. He has the training it takes to catch a murderer, but does he have the courage to escape his inner demons and capture Lauren’s heart?

EXCERPT

Lauren felt lightheaded at his command, and for a brief moment believed she’d faint if she followed it. The butterflies flying in her stomach wanted an escape and she was afraid she’d give them one. Slowly, she bent over to where she could grab her ankles. How was it that he hadn’t even touched her, yet she felt as if they’d just had sex for an hour? A light sheen of perspiration had already broken out over her body and her knees felt like jelly. Lauren forced herself to lock her knees in place.

“You have a beautiful body,” Connor said, slowly walking around her. His bare feet came into her line of view and it struck her that they appeared masculine. The thought made her want to giggle, which was so unlike her. She wasn’t that type of woman, yet her emotions were running rampant. “Your crevice is curved with precision, while your rosebud is perfectly centered and lightly dusted with your red hair. The things I will show you will fulfill every dark fantasy you’ve ever had, Red.”

Heat infused her body as wicked images flashed through her mind. Why wasn’t he touching her if he wanted to show her all of these things? Lauren could feel his heat from inches away and her anus throbbed with the need for contact. She’d never been introduced to anal play, mostly due to the fact the men she’d been with were vanilla in nature, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to experience it. Again, why was he not touching her?

“Palms flat on the floor and spread your legs wider,” Connor ordered, not moving from his position. “I want to see how well you shaved your pussy. I warn you now, should it not meet my satisfaction, that will only add to your count.”

She was relatively sure that Connor knew his words would produce her pussy to cream. Lauren felt the moisture seep through her folds as her hands touched the hardwood floor in front of her. Shifting her feet farther apart, her juices slipped past and coated her inner thighs.

“It pleases me to know that my voice alone can make you aroused,” Connor murmured, surprised her when he slid a finger through her lips. Spasms rocked her pussy, but he did nothing more. She heard him hum and knew that he’d tasted her. “Your flavor is unmistakable. I can’t seem to get enough, but right now we have other things to do. I want you to stand, walk over to the bed and situate yourself on the end of the mattress. You are to place your knees on the edge and keep them separated as wide as you can while your shoulders rest against the comforter. Your ass will be up in the air and exposed to me, while your arms are to either side of you.”

Lauren took her time to stand, the lightheaded feeling have never fully gone away. She was having trouble slowing her heart rate and her mouth had gone completely dry. Did he plan to bind her arms to the mattress? Was that even possible? She didn’t have any type of contraption to do that, but then again, she wasn’t sure what the hair ties were to be used for. They felt no different to her than when she wore her watch on her left wrist. He’d placed them on her, so she assumed he had a reason for doing so.

Making her way to the edge of the bed, Lauren tried to see what he’d placed on the chair. Was that her tube of lubricant that she kept in the spare bedroom for work? Zippers tended to get stuck and chains managed to become tangled...KY Jelly was a simple solution. But she knew his intentions would be totally different. She should be focused on what he had planned for the wrist ties, but her anus was pulsing with what he intended for the lube.

“What were my instructions?” Connor asked, his voice in her right ear. The warmth of his breath caused her to tilt her head as shivers rolled through her. “At this rate, we’ll have to toss out counting how many spankings you obtain. Maybe I should integrate them within this scene. It might help you focus on me instead of what is on that chair.”

Lauren wasn’t sure if she should answer or not, considering Connor had spoken after his initial question. Instead, she quickly climbed onto the bed and situated herself the way he required. The vulnerability of the position wasn’t lost on her. She gathered up the comforter in her fists for something to hold on to and wished her mental state had something similar. As it was, she felt as if she were in free-fall.

“I think that is what we shall do, so that after our scene I can hold you and fall asleep peacefully. Knowing how we’ll both be satiated, mentally and physically, can be rather exhausting.” Connor walked over to the chair, but since her cheek was resting on the blanket, she couldn’t see what he’d grabbed. He walked back and continued until he was behind her. She resisted the urge to move her hips. “Have you experienced the pleasure of a butt plug, Red?”

“No,” Lauren whispered. The sound of her voice seemed far away as blood rushed through her ears. She tried to attach his title to the word, but her long pause was evident. It seemed to give him so much power, yet that was what she wanted. “Sir.”

“By the time this scene ends, your words will flow together nicely,” Connor said, his promise ringing through the air. “Now, I’ll ask once again to give you more practice. Have you ever experienced the pleasure of a plug?”

Lauren’s breath caught as she felt his finger brush over her tight ring. In a whoosh of air, her words came rushing out. She’d never been touched there by a man.

“No, Sir, I haven’t.”

“Now, see, wasn’t that easier?” Connor asked. She heard the familiar click of the tube, knowing he’d flicked it open with his thumb.

Welcome Alanea Alder!

2013-11-11T22:21:00.000-05:00

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KINDRED OF ARKADIA 4: FATED FORGIVENESS

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Liam was devastated when he learned that the little cat Sebastian which he has known for months is his mate and has been hiding the truth from him since they met. He has to overcome the pain of his past before he can accept a future with his kitten. But will Sebastian forgive him for ignoring him when the truth finally came out?

Sebastian has lost hope that Liam will ever forgive him. He knows what he did was wrong, and that he wounded his mate deeply. Will he be able to find a way to get Liam to see that he really does need him and earn his forgiveness?

Kent has been walking through life as a spectator. He finds himself mediating between his two hurt mates. Will their history together leave him feeling like a third wheel or will the heat between his two men burn him alive?

Will they be able to come together as a united front before the attempts from an old enemy destroys them?

Story Excerpt

“Good morning my luscious ladies, and how is my baby boy doing today?” he asked making kissing noises at Rebecca’s stomach, sounding like his normal self. Rebecca beamed up at Liam obviously relieved at his familiar laid back persona.

“Aleks said the next time you referred to his son as your boy he was going to choke the life out of you.” Rebecca looked around, snatched up Kate’s coffee cup and took a healthy swig.

“I saw that! No more caffeine for you Rebecca Arkadion, doctor’s orders,” Connor yelled across the diner. Rebecca winced and set the cup down grumbling about stupid doctors and what do they know.

Sebastian removed his hand from Liam’s hazarding a wink at Liam before sucking up all the soda in his cup. Under the table he popped off the lid, then he reached across the table grabbing Kate’s mug. When Connor’s back was turned he carefully poured Kate’s coffee into his soda cup and put the lid back on. He handed it to Rebecca who started bouncing excitedly in her seat. She accepted the cup and held it in front of her.

“Sebastian you are the bestest!” She was about to take a sip when a large hand swooped in and grabbed the cup.

“And no soda either. That has caffeine too.” Connor said before taking the cup to the kitchen sink and pouring it out. Sebastian’s eyes widened as he saw Rebecca’s face turn to a mask of horror before her bottom lip started to quiver.

“Oh no,” Kate said, looking around for another cup of coffee.

“Connor hates me and Doc hates me!” Rebecca ranted.

Sebastian looked over to Liam pleadingly. Liam smiled and nodded. He stood up and scooped Rebecca up in his arms before sitting down and settling her on his lap.

“Okay, baby girl, why did they take you off caffeine?” He asked gently. Sebastian’s heart was melting. His mate had to be the kindest man he had ever met, how could he have ever doubted him? Rebecca had to be one of the most exasperating, but amazing women he had ever met. Living with her he had some of the best times of his life. Liam seemed to have infinite patience when it came to the tiny human.

“They think I’m too excitable, that I’m all over the place and expending too much energy. I tried to tell them that this is au naturel.” She pointed to herself.

“But they didn’t believe me. All because I’ve lost a pound or two.” She sniffled looking at Liam pitifully. Sebastian’s ears perked up and he saw Kate lean forward.

“What do you mean a pound or two, Rebecca?” Kate asked sternly.

“It was only two pounds and ninety-six ounces,” she mumbled. Liam frowned. Sebastian looked at Kate who was looking down at her fingers.

“You’ve lost eight pounds? Since when?” Sebastian asked putting them both out of their mathematical misery.

“Since last week.” Rebecca sighed and stared down at her lap.

“Rebecca!” Sebastian gasped. Liam saw the shocked expression on his mate’s face before turning to stare with concern at his friend.

“Is that a lot?” Liam asked looking from Sebastian to Kate and back.

“In addition to what she lost in the first trimester due to morning sickness it’s drastic,” Ma said coming from behind the counter. She held out a tall frosted glass with what looked like a milkshake to Rebecca.

“What’s that?” She eyed the glass with a colorful swirly straw sticking out of the whip cream suspiciously. She took the glass and scrunched her nose.

“That is my newest concoction. I made it especially for my Alpha Mother. I gave Ma the recipe last week and made sure we had all of the ingredients here.” Ashby said as he and Gabriel walked into the diner.

“Is it a milkshake?” Rebecca asked perking up. Ashby winked at Ma.

“Something like that. Try it.” He sat down next to Sebastian as Gabriel took the last empty seat next to Kate filling the table. Rebecca took a small sip from the glass and her face brightened.

“It tastes like coffee!” She attacked the straw and inhaled half the cup. Sebastian looked over to Ashby who winked at him and nodded to Rebecca who was sucking up the last of the concoction through the straw trying to get the whipped cream off the side of the glass.

“What was that?” Sebastian asked curiously, leaning forward and taking a sniff.

“It’s a moccachino flavored protein shake that I doctored up. Not only does it taste like coffee with no caffeine, it’s filled with all her daily vitamins and also acts as a meal replacement, which will hopefully help her gain weight.” Ashby looked extremely proud of himself. Rebecca looked at Ashby her eyes wide.

“But it didn’t taste bad.” She frowned down at the empty glass.

“That’s the point. It should help satisfy your coffee cravings too. Ma and I have been worried about how much weight you’ve lost so I thought this would be the closest thing to coffee you can get. Don’t you like it?” He asked looking dejected. Rebecca quickly back pedaled.

“Of course I like it. I love it! I’m just surprised I like it.” Rebecca rubbed her small belly.

“I’m full.” She said and yawned. Sebastian had the urge to shift and curl in her lap. He had been looking after her for months, it was hard to let old habits die.

“Aww is my baby boy purring? Yes he is! He liked the new milkshake,” Liam said making baby noises at Rebecca and rubbing her stomach. Sebastian and Ashby laughed.

“Put my mate down so I can beat you to death.” A low grumble filled the diner.

“Look, Rebecca, it’s your grumpy bear. Be careful or he might find out about our torrid affair. Shussshh,” Liam said in a mock whisper. Sebastian rolled his eyes. Gently Aleks lifted Rebecca out of Liam’s lap. He pulled over a chair from another table and sat down with Rebecca snuggled against him.

“As if she would touch your mangy ass. And the baby isn’t purring, he’s growling. He doesn’t like you.” Aleks grunted. Rebecca thumped his shoulder.

“Don’t say that. The baby loves his Uncle Liam.” She yawned again

Adult Excerpt

“Liam, hurry up and take us inside, I’m about to blow and I don’t want to give everyone a show,” Sebastian moaned. Laughing Liam and Kent broke apart and grabbed hands before running for the house.

“Tear that ass up!” Rian yelled.

“Happy mating!” Ma yelled laughter in her voice. Liam waved goodbye to everyone before shutting the back door behind him.

“Hurry!” Sebastian whimpered. He and Kent sprinted for the stairs, they made their way up in record time and nearly ripped the door off the hinges flinging it open. Liam threw Sebastian on the bed as he and Kent stripped off their bathing suits. He heard the drawer open and close and when he looked over to Sebastian, his little mate already had three fingers deep in his own ass.

“God, I can’t wait. I’ve never been this hard.” Sebastian said pushing frantically. Liam had to grab the base of his cock to keep from coming at the sight. He heard a moan and he turned to his right. Kent had one hand reached behind him and he seemed to be wiggling something.

“Sweetheart are you wearing a butt plug?” Liam nearly swallowed his tongue when his gentle giant of a mate nodded. Liam carefully removed his mate’s glasses before pushing him onto the bed.

“Kent, fuck our little slut there while I take this tight ass of yours,” Liam said his voice dropping an octave as his lion came to the surface.

“Do you like being called our little slut?” Liam asked unsure if he had crossed a line.

“Yes, please fuck your slut.” Sebastian’s face went slack with need.

“I need your huge cock so bad my mate, my love.” Sebastian moaned. Kent’s eyes became unfocused as he stalked Sebastian on all fours on the bed. He easily flipped their mate over onto his hands and knees.

“Hard, fuck your slut hard.” Sebastian said taking on the role beautifully.

Kent fed the head of his swollen prick into Sebastian, he paused before slamming the entire length into him, bottoming out. Sebastian screamed in pleasure. Unable to stay away a second longer, Liam climbed onto the bed and pushed Kent over Sebastian.

“Our little slut deserves pleasure, reach around and grab that gorgeous cock of his Kent.” Liam said pulling the butt plug out of Kent excruciatingly slow. Kent dropped his forehead to Sebastian’s back and moaned. He wrapped on arm around the body of his small mate and began to stoke Sebastian.

Liam pulled apart Kent’s ass cheeks and licked the small pink hole.

“Oh fuck!” Kent yelled.

“You taste like heaven,” Liam said before leaning forward to spear his mate with his tongue.

“Please Liam, please fuck me, haven’t I been a good mate too?” Kent asked panting.

“Yes, you both were very good mates today.” Liam sat back on his knees and took his dick in hand. With no preamble he thrust forward and began to ram into his mate’s greedy hole.

“Kent you helped to arrange this party to show your mates how much you care.” Liam reached down and inserted a finger alongside his cock. Kent went wild bucking into Sebastian and then back to impale himself on Liam.

“Sebastian you stood up for your mate, you defended me. No one has ever done that for me before.” Liam said hoping the bond would share with his mates how he felt. How no one had ever taken care of him before and how much it meant to him.

“I love you Liam, I love you Kent. I want to stay like this forever!” Sebastian screamed out his release.

“I love you both so much.” Kent said thrusting as deep into Sebastian as he could as Sebastian’s pleasure washed through them all.

“You both are my everything, I have never loved anyone like this.” Liam said before his orgasm compounded by his mate’s raced through them expanding through every cell before exploding. Liam could feel everything. There was no Kent, Liam and Sebastian, it was if they were all one. Groaning, Liam eased Kent and Sebastian to the left gently laying them all on their sides, the entire time their cocks lay deep in each other.

Slowly their cocks began to harden again. Through tears of joy and release they made love moving as one body. They moved slowly savoring every touch as it was magnified by three. Shortly before dawn their collective orgasm ripped through them, and all three of them gave in to the darkness.

BEHIND THE SCENES

Q Do you write full-time or part-time?

I write part time. I have a full time job where I normally put in between 50-60 hours per week at.

Q Do you have a special time to write or how is your day structured?

I like to write in the early morning when I get off of work. I works overnights on the East coast, so my hours are completely backwards to everyone else.

Q Do you write every day?

No, some days it’s book planning or outlining. I also try to balance that with time on Facebook chatting with my peeps and web building. Social networking is a huge part of being a writer.

Q Do you aim for a set amount of words/pages per day?

No, I don’t like to feel like I HAVE to write. If I try to force it, I’m usually unhappy with what I’ve written.

Q Do you work to an outline or plot or do you prefer just see where an idea takes you?

I do both. I have a rough outline, but when I sit down and start typing sometimes my characters are in the driver’s seat.

Q How do you think you’ve evolved creatively?

I’m using a wider range of words to describe things. To help with steamy scenes I started an Explicit Word spreadsheet LOL

Q What was the hardest thing about writing your latest book?

Fated Forgiveness which is being released Nov 7th, was pretty straightforward. But the one after that was hard due to medical terminology. It’s also my tear jerker and emotional roller coaster book. I am warning my readers in advance. Have tissues ready.

Q What is the easiest thing about writing?

Talking to my characters

Q How long on average does it take you to write a book?

On average I would say 2-3 weeks

Q Any tips on how to get through the dreaded writer’s block?

Either I start outlining something new which may trigger needed plot points in the book prior or I skip to the end of the book and write it backwards J

Touring the Sanctuary Fire Department...

2013-10-24T08:15:00.002-04:00

It's here! It's here!

Today is release day for Trust in Sanctuary, My contribution to the Sanctuary, Montana collection. I had so much fun writing this book. It's very inspirational writing a story in the middle of a world that has been created by five great minds. It kind of took me back to my RPG days where I first cut my literary teeth.

I used to write fan fic based on Laurel K Hamilton's Anita Blake books with a bunch of other people on a couple of websites. We didn't use her characters, we created our own, but followed the paranormal "rules" LKH had created in her books. Writing is a very solitary job and I had forgotten how much fun it was to collaborate on a larger story arc while maintaining my own characters and balancing a smaller arc.

http://www.bookstrand.com/trust-in-sanctuary

Trust in Sanctuary is one of my favourite books I've written and it certainly is the longest at a shade under 60K. These characters walked into my brain and started chatting away. It took everything I had to keep my fingers up to them.

In this book I introduced Matt and Eric Baldwin, cousins who work at the SFD. They were born within hours of each other and are more like brothers than cousins. They never thought they'd meet a woman in Sanctuary who would fit perfectly between them, until Dr. Jocelyn Richards came to town.

Jocelyn Richards has been hired to find out the truth behind the white hot feud that burns between the McLean and Baldwin families. She finds herself in the middle of a conflict of interest when she is pursued and romanced by two Baldwin men.

Trouble is they don't know the true reason she is in town. What if she finds out information that points at their family is at fault? You can see what a muddle that could put her in.

I don't want to tell any more and spoil the book but the three of them end up in the middle of the feud as it lights up hotter than ever.

It was easy to fall in love with Sanctuary and I have to admit that there are a couple of other men in the fire department that are whispering in my ear and asking for their story to be told. I'm tempted to take a vacation in Sanctuary again one day and visit with them.

What do you think? As a reader, would you want to visit Sanctuary again once this series is over?

To celebrate today's release I'm giving away $10 in Strandbucks and a single Ebook from my backlist (winner's choice)! Everyone who comments below will have their name put in a draw. I'll pick 1 winner Saturday night after the last Sanctuary book has been released!

Also don't forget to go and visit Sable Hunter's blog for a chance at more prizes!! Click on the BlogHop picture after you comment below.

Good Luck! :)

Welcome Lointii Holender!

2013-10-22T00:01:00.000-04:00

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CHERISHED 1: EXILE

Declan Graham is a skeptic. He's a driven man with a logical mindset that leaves no room for the belief in ghosts, spirits, or things that go bump in the dark. Much to his dismay, a loss of employment leads him to move back to his kooky New England hometown, a place filled with people who believe in all things supernatural and where everyone seems to have a secret. On top of it all, his neighbor is the son of a Norse god.

Within twenty-four hours of meeting the demi-god Finn Bryant, Declan’s understanding of the world turns upside down, and he finds himself face-to-face with the superstitions he has tried to escape from over the span of his adult life. Filled with a mysterious and enigmatic hunk, passionate love, and the threat of certain death, the strange town of Cherish will put Declan through a gauntlet of turmoil that leads up to a final realization that may just be enough to unravel his very sanity.

STORY EXCERPT

“You have to be shitting me. Excuse my language, but that is the biggest lie I have ever heard. I heard the rumors about all the women that want you in town,” Declan sputtered about before his brain could even think to stop those words.

Finn simply laughed in that carefree kind of way and went about fixing his plate. If it was one thing the other had beyond good looks and an obvious sense of humor, it was an appetite. He watched on in awe, yet again at his neighbor, as he piled his plate high. He couldn’t say that he didn’t understand, for the man looked like a sheer powerhouse of physical prowess and well-defined muscle. By the time he sat the brown dish back in front of him, Declan couldn’t even see a single bit of the plate’s visible surface for the sheer amount of food that was on it. He in turn fixed his own serving, but it was one that hardly matched Finn’s in volume.

“It’s the truth. I’m not exactly attracted to women. Cherish doesn’t have a huge populace under the age of forty-five to pick from beyond that,” he said.

“Or the sane,” Declan offered.

They both broke out into earnest laughter.

Finn swallowed and washed down a bite of pork with his wine. Declan picked at his plate sparingly. He was far more entranced in his company than he was in the delicious meal his mother made them. Finn leveled his gaze at him while he speared another stem of asparagus onto his fork.

“I guess you don’t buy into the whole supernatural thing, huh? That was one of the first things I noticed about Cherish. Everyone seems to have their own belief system, and they are as far-branching and diverse as the next. It’s a welcoming kind of community like that, I guess. No one is forced to believe any one thing,” Finn said.

He shrugged his shoulders. “It’s hard enough growing up with the struggle of sexuality, the uncertainty of the future, and the need to fit in. All my life, until I moved to California, I watched as the people around me put their faith blindly in a world that doesn’t exist. Vampires, werewolves, ghosts…it’s all just a bunch of nonsense, like the tooth fairy is for children. It gives us some hope in a life after death, when all we really have is this fleeting moment. Where was a guardian angel when my dad lost the fight to stage-four cancer?”

Finn frowned heavily at him and volleyed him a look that appeared laden with genuine concern.

The rest of their meal went by with idle chatter. Time passed more quickly than he would have liked to admit. They discussed what exactly Finn did for work as a private contractor, the spiritual group his mother ran, and their dreams and aspirations for later in life. Declan was surprised at how easy he was to talk to. For the first time in a long time, he simply let his guard down and let someone in. He wasn’t disappointed either. Finn was as kind as he was a good listener. There was something about the other that made him feel perfectly at ease. While there was definite attraction there, they were able to simply get to know one another through the rest of dinner, which was a nice change of pace.

The hours seemed to pass like minutes in Finn’s company. Declan was able to laugh and joke with him in a way that he hadn’t found ever before. They flirted back and forth, enjoyed some witty banter, and ended up breaking into a new bottle of wine. He wasn’t sure if it was the buzz of the red wine or the elation of having company that actually stimulated him intellectually, but Declan was having a ball. He’d have to remember to thank his mother in the morning for the chance to meet someone as delightful as Finn. He could see what all the other women in Cherish must have spotted in the man—a caring individual that was as attractive on the inside as he was the outside. He felt himself heavily attracted to the man, both physically and emotionally. It startled Declan to recognize such a thing and he withdrew a little. The last thing he wanted to do was to get his heart broken again by a handsome man with a silver tongue.

Declan put away the leftovers, cleared their plates, and poured them another glass of wine. His mother had made them a small cheesecake to share for dessert, which he pulled out and sat upon the counter. He had turned away from Finn to get a knife out of the drawer reserved for cutlery when he felt the heat of another body slide up behind him. Declan felt every muscle in his body tense with the closeness of the man he was so attracted to. There was the pass of lips against the exposed back of his neck, between his messy hairline and the collar of his sweater. It was pure instinct to lean back into the warmth of the hard dominant body behind of him, even if his heartbeat thudded away a million miles an hour in his chest

“I’ve been waiting to do that all night,” Finn murmured heavily before he trailed just the tip of his pink tongue against the back of his neck.

ADULT EXCERPT

Finn’s voice was husky and full of craving when he uttered a single command. “Undress.”

He was in no position to resist such a command, nor did he have the slightest inclination to deny Finn what he wanted. He was sure there was a dazed hunger that showed in his eyes. Declan toed out of his shoes, taking a moment to kick each to the side as he went. He fumbled anxiously with the belt buckle of his pants thanks to his trembling hands. The weight of the demigod’s gaze was heavy upon him, bathing him in the erotic fervor of longing. He breathed in with a shallow gasp. Finn’s desire was an intense pulsation upon his skin. Within moments he stepped out of pants, boxers, and socks. Tentatively, his gaze lifted from the ground to meet his god’s. What would it feel like to have his cock pulsating inside of him? He hoped he would find the answer to that question soon.

“Finn,” he murmured, his voice audibly breathy. “I…I want you…”

Declan could tell there was an instant reaction within the other’s body to those words. Finn growled with primal dominance and yanked down his briefs. His muscles coiled with the need to touch the monstrous phallus exposed to him. From within a downy bed of neatly trimmed blond curls, the thick base of his cock jutted out proudly. It curved slightly upward and visibly pulsed with every hard beat of his heart. Declan sucked an unsure breath in. The only person he had ever been sexually active with was Alex and he hardly held a candle to the easy nine inches pointed right at him.

“Touch me,” Finn commanded, and any sense of insecurity fled from his mind.

With a hesitant lift of his hand and a flush across his cheeks, Declan slowly curled his fingers about the extensive scope of his base. He heard a growl escape him and he was sure the other enjoyed his shy exploration. Declan grew brave with the comfort that he was in a safe and loving environment. He gave a slow flick of his wrist upward and pumped his fist about the almost granite flesh. Again, he touched him, grazing his fingers up along his sensitive underside where his swollen glans lay. Declan clenched his fingers gently in surprise when he felt the favor returned by Finn’s hand. His touch was as soft as velvet and made his tip weep clear gems of preseminal fluid down the underside of his shaft.

He couldn’t stand it anymore. He had to have Finn. He tried to tell himself to go slow and easy, not to rush things. That was thrown out the window as soon as he felt the other throbbing in the palm of his hand. Gently he pulled back from the other male’s grasp and backed up onto the stairs. Without the desire to try and make it to the bedroom, he decided to let Finn have him right there. Sure, the staircase wasn’t the most seductive place, but they would have all night to dabble in true seduction. Right now, there was a pressing urgency to consummate this feeling they shared. Declan lay back on the staircase with his rump on one stair, his back arched upon the same his elbows rested upon.

He spread his thighs and gave Finn a clear view of what he had to offer. The other male growled out again, but this time it was a deeper and more gravel tone. He lacked any sign of hesitation when he stepped forward to kneel on the stair below his ass, in between his thighs. Those strong hands scooped his legs up just beneath the joint of his knees and spread them wide. Declan sensed a blush rise to his cheeks at how exposed he was, but since it was for Finn, he didn’t mind too much.

“Be gentle, will you? You’re bigger than I ever had,” he admitted.

Finn’s brows pinched together and there was a flash of an animalistic expression across his visage. “I’ll be gentle and slow at first… You’re mine now, Declan. I have no intention of letting you know any other cock than mine for the rest of your days,” he purred, words dripping with possessive dominance.

“I’d have it no other way,” he breathlessly whispered.

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October 21, 2013

SANCTUARY IN SUBMISSION

By Lara Valentine

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Six lucky women will find out that when men fight hard, they love even harder.

Aubrey Maxwell has had it with her men, Noah and Riley McLean. They’ve made promise after promise and broken every one. She has no choice but to lay down the law and hope they toe the line.

Noah and Riley know they’ve screwed up, but they love Aubrey with all their hearts. It’s time to cowboy up and act like men. Old habits die hard, however, and soon they’re back in the dog house begging for forgiveness.

When Aubrey’s threatened by an admirer, keeping her safe becomes paramount. She’s not thrilled they’ve swept in and taken over her life, but they’re not taking no for an answer. Aubrey wants to believe her men will be there when she needs them, but she’s been burned so many times. It’s going to take a miracle to get her to trust them again.

October 22, 2013

FINDING SANCTUARY

By Alicia White

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Sophie Miller has lost hope.

She’s on the run from her violent ex-husband with her thirteen year old daughter, Alice. They end up heading to Sanctuary, Montana hoping that her ex won’t be able to find them. With money tight and feeling uncertain about the future, Sophie turns to the only person in town she knows and trusts… her cousin.

Mason and Alex McLean come from a wealthy family.

When Mason spots Sophie and Alice at the grocery store in town his protective instincts surface. There is just something about the sad woman that calls to him. Becoming her hero is easy, Mason does everything is his power to turn her frown into a smile, even offering her a job at his ranch.

Will Sophie be able to let go of the pain from her past? Will she ever be able to trust and love again or will her ex-husband run her out of another town.

October 23, 2013

PLEASURE IN SANCTUARY

By Melody Snow Monroe

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Six lucky women find out that when men fight hard, they love even harder.

When veterinarian, Dr. Hailey Hunter, takes a two-week stint in Sanctuary, Montana, she never expects to meet the men of her dreams. Ranch owner, Jackson Baldwin, not only is to die for sexy, he’s a man in control—that is until he finds out his father has cancer and his roommate, Tanner Crenshaw, has a thirteen-year-old son he just learned about.

Tanner is shocked to learn he has a son, but he’s determined to raise him and love him. Because the boy’s mother just died, the eleven-year-old attaches himself to Hailey. While she adores the boy, when her stint is up, she must find a full-time job as she has college loans to pay off. When she’s offered a job in another state, all hell breaks loose in Sanctuary, and she’s torn between earning money and being with the men she loves.

October 24, 2013

TRUST IN SANCTUARY

By Corinne Davies

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As a forensic genealogist, Jocelyn Richards spends all her time delving into other family’s histories as a way to avoid dealing with her own. She’s quietly hired to find the information needed to put an end to a centuries old feud between the Baldwins and McLeans but never expected to find her future while investigating the past.

Eric and Matt Baldwin are cousins, who have grown up like brothers. Life in the fire department hasn't been risk free. After an accident that almost claimed Eric’s life, they both moved back to their home town to build a future and train a new generation of firefighters.

Matt grew up with the firm belief in love at first sight. When they meet a woman in town to do research on a book, Eric is tempted to believe it too. But, there are more secrets to Jocelyn Richards then he first believes and when the feud flares to life again she is caught in the middle. Will the history behind a centuries old feud drive them apart before they can create a future?

October 25, 2013

SPLENDOR IN SANCTUARY

By Jane Jamison

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Six lucky women find out that when men fight hard, they love even harder.

Tatum Baldwin has loved Josh and Will McLean since high school. But the feud between the Baldwins and the McLeans means they’re off limits. When the McLean men come back into town, Tatum’s ready to make the move and claim them as her own. But what if her family finds out?

Will and Josh McLean are tired of sneaking around to be with Tatum. Yet family and the feud make it hard to go public. Just as they’ve finally convinced Tatum to take the risk, an unexpected discovery throws their world and their families into turmoil.

Will they keep their secret? But secrets have a way of coming out, especially when they’re buried in treasure.

October 26, 2013

SECRETS IN SANCTUARY

By Zara Chase

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Farah McLean is driven from Sanctuary, Montana, by the dispute that has raged for years between her family and the Baldwins, keeping her from the love of her life, Drew Baldwin.

A detective in nearby Billings, she returns home, having been shot in the line of duty, to find Drew is also back in Sanctuary, along with his buddy Isaac Kincaid. When she discovers that Drew left Sanctuary because of his feelings for her, their love for one another can no longer be suppressed.

Drew and Isaac share everything—including Farah—but their relationship can’t go anywhere without destroying their families, unless…with time and determination on her side, Farah uses her detection skills to delve into the origins of the dispute.

Will she be successful, and will the stubborn patriarchs of the two clans accept her findings, even if she is…

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Welcome Valerie Twombly!!

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As a child, Valerie would often get into trouble for peeking at her mother’s favorite TV show, Dark Shadows. She can still hear her mother saying “It will give you nightmares.” She was right of course, but that did not stop Valerie from watching. As an adult, her love of the fanged creatures never waned. She would watch any vampire movie she could find.

Being a true romantic, Valerie was thrilled when she discovered the genre of paranormal romance. Her first read was one of Lara Adrian’s, Midnight Breed Series and from there she was hooked.

Today, Valerie has decided to take her darker, sensual side and put it to paper. When she is not busy creating a world full of steamy, hot men and strong, seductive women, she juggles her time between a full-time job, hubby and her two German shepherd dogs, in Northern IL.

IMMORTAL GUARDIANS: ETERNAL FLAME

Available from Resplendence Publishing

A woman he cannot have, a man who is only a dream.

When guardian Marcus Dagotto, discovers the Gods have gifted him with a mate, he is pissed. He has no room for love and even less for a human who has no idea he exists.

Cassandra Jensen, has a shattered heart and has given up on men. Only one man can set her body on fire, but he is a fantasy that haunts her sleep.

Two worlds, one desire.

When the two collide, fate will rip them apart and test their resolve. Will darkness and evil prevail? Or, will love conquer all?

EXCERPT

She glanced at the clock, it was one a.m. But the last thing she wanted to do was sleep. She set her glass down and moved off the couch. “I’m not tired.” She reached for his hand and dug for her courage. She had a feeling he didn’t want to leave. “Kiss me.”

He pulled her close and ran his fingers down her cheek. He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. Gently, he nibbled her bottom lip, coaxing her mouth open with his tongue. She parted her lips, he took full advantage, pressed his way deeper into her mouth, held the kiss before he broke away.

She opened her eyes and let out a sigh. “You’re a good kisser, Marcus.” She leaned into him and pressed her body against his. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him to her, and their lips came together. Her tongue did a deliberate slow dance across his, making him moan. Her core turned to lava, the heat almost too much to bear.

He pushed her away. “Cassie. I could stand here and kiss you all night, but I’d better go before I make an ass of myself and you end up hating me.”

She reached for his hand, knowing what his aim was. “Why do you think I would end up hating you?” She worried it might be the other way around. Would he think her a wanton woman? She tried to cap her desire, but the need to live what happened in her dreams overruled her common sense.

“I will not lie. I believe in the truth, always. I want you. I want to lie you on the bed and make passionate love to you until neither of us can move.”

“Then what’s stopping you?” she whispered.

“Love, did I hear you correctly?” Disbelief was written on his face.

She gazed into his stormy eyes. “I will admit, I’m not the type who sleeps with a man on the first date.” She looked down at his chest. “Hell, not even the second or third.” Her eyes moved back up to meet his. “I can’t say what it is, this connection I feel. I just know I need you.”

He pulled her close, his mouth crushing hers. Their tongues glided across each other in a play for dominance. Her nipples hardened and strained against the fabric of her dress. With only the thin layer of material between them, she felt his cock harden.

She pulled away and gasped for air as she led him to the darkened bedroom. Her courage wavered for a moment. She’d come this far, there would be no stopping now. She didn’t want to stop.

“Marcus, I don’t know how to explain it. I trust you, and to be honest, your touch sets me on fire. I need you, but if this isn’t what you want, then I’ll understand.” She held her breath and waited for his reaction.

He traced a finger along her cheek. “There’s no way in hell I’m leaving now, unless of course, you toss me on the street.”

She reached for his shirt, her fingers trembling as she loosened the first button. He grabbed her wrists. “If at any time you want to stop, tell me.”

Her head shook and continued with the buttons until they were completely undone. She pushed the shirt past his shoulders and onto the floor. Breath escaped her lungs when the moonlight filtered in the windows and danced across his chest. He was remarkable, better than her dreams.

He removed the clip that held her hair. Her chestnut curls spilled around her shoulders. He moaned when his fingers ran through the silky mass. The dress became a second skin, and she was ready to be rid of it, but before she could make a move, he reached behind her neck and untied the halter. The dress fell to her waist, exposing her bare breasts. His eyes became drunk with desire. He tipped his head down and ran his tongue over her nipple, causing it to pebble. God, she had almost come undone right there.

“You have too many clothes on,” she said, reaching for the button on his pants.

He moved off her breast, and she cried out from the ache he left behind. “I could say the same for you, love.” He kicked off his boots while she dropped her dress to the floor. She was left standing in a red thong and black heels. There would be no turning back now.

Grabbing the waistband of his pants, she yanked them to the floor, and his erection sprung free. Her tongue traced her lips, desperate to savor him. He was much bigger than she had experienced, but that only heightened her arousal. She dropped to her knees and ran her tongue over the tip of his shaft. He tasted of salt and seduction. He wrapped a fist in her hair and groaned. She sucked him in, taking every inch. Drunk by the pleasure she gave him.

He threw his head back. “Oh gods, Cassie, you feel so good. Don’t stop.”

As if she could. No, she was a woman possessed, determined to take him over the edge. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to make him scream her name.

BEHIND THE SCENES

Is there a word or phrase you catch yourself overusing?

My husband tells me I swear like a sailor. I use the word “fuck” often, so needless to say some of my characters are pretty colorful.

How do you know you’ve written a good book?

I have critique partners and beta readers. I count on them to tell me if something works or not. I would be truly lost without these wonderful ladies. I can honestly say, they are real ego boosters and if not for them, I’m not sure I would ever think my work good enough to publish.

How do you keep your characters and stories organized?

I use Microsoft OneNote. I have a page for each character with their description and a picture. I have pages for general themes and ideas. I can’t tell you how many times I have to refer back to these pages. *I also love looking at the sexy men* Oops, did I say that out loud?

Are you a Swooper (write first, edit later,) a Basher (edit each sentence as you go,) or both?

I swoop. I learned early on that editing as I went took the steam out of my writing and caused me to lose my muse. I will go back and read/edit if I get to a point where I’m stuck. This helps me come up with fresh ideas and I can then go back and pick up where I left off.

What is the one thing you must have to be able to write?

I need quiet, I am easily distracted.

Did you have any bad habits when you began writing? How did you correct those habits?

Lol, are you kidding? I hate commas, I think they are evil little creatures that should be banished. I had to learn to stop and take a breath in my writing. I still find myself rambling from time to time.

What are you currently working on? How is it different from other books you’ve written?

I’m actually working on book two of Immortal Guardians right now. However, I did write an erotic paranormal romance that will be published in November, called Amazon Heat. Though Eternal Flame has sex, it was different writing something much steamier.

What types of scenes are your favorite to write?

I actually love dialogue. I know many writers hate it, but I find it fun to flesh out a character and bring them to life using their own words. I find I can actually get to know them better through their dialogue.

When and where can readers look forward to seeing you this year?

I don’t have any plans this year, but I hope to be attending RT Book Lovers convention in New Orleans next May.

Are you always in the driver’s seat? Or do your characters drag you along for the ride?

I’d like to say I’m in control and would never let my characters run the show. With that said, they have made me rewrite entire chapters. They pester me at the worst times and are relentless. Have you ever dealt with a Dragon-shifter before? *rolls eyes* they are demanding to say the least.

What is your least favorite part of the writing process?

Edits. I would much rather scrub the toilet with a toothbrush.

You don't know how much you've missed a place until you come back to it.

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I know I'm not the only author out there who uses pictures as inspiration for my characters. More often than not, I scour Internet images looking for that perfect picture that matches the character I have in my head. When writing it helps me to have a physical, not just a mental image of my characters. I learned a trip from Heather Rainier and I have my inspiration pictures at the top of my document so every time I open it, my characters are there to say hi and remind me who I'm listening too.

I was having a heck of a time finding the perfect image for my hero Luc and his two brothers. They're moose shapeshifters so I wanted a picture of a man with a muscular rugged look to him, outdoorsy, but not too big. Then I came across a picture of the perfect man to match Luc. I had no idea who he was but it was an old black and white photo that looked vintage. (with all the computer tricks and photoshop available these days I wasn't sure if it really was an old picture) Many thanks to Sandra Wilson Sakaitis and Stacy Wilson for providing the name of this mystery man. Clint Walker. He was a big 6'6" actor who fits my mental image of Luc perfectly.

But Clint got me thinking...I spend so much time perusing pictures of current models and actors, what about older pictures. Actors that we know as silver foxes but were mouthwatering back before they were so well known.

It didn't take me long to search though some classic movies and find Luc's brothers Georges and Nouel. I know who they are :) Do you recognize them?

I already had my heroine, Clara Fitch, in mind with the beautiful model Denise Bidot.

I have my characters and a tentative title of Bodacious in Fur (3xtasy Lake 8). The quirky characters of Ecstasy Lake are perking up and trying their best to meddle in this story. The elderly McGuigan sisters want to buy matching motorcycles and form their own gang, as soon as they can figure out how to knit and ride at the same time. There's a developer trying to buy up the land around Ecstasy Lake to build condos and a nosy blogger is trying to find out if the rumours of a tiger roaming the surrounding woods is true. It's typical craziness that I've missed while I've been away and I'm so enjoying my return home.

Welcome Diane Leyne

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I'm originally from a small town in Nova Scotia but grew up in Toronto where I still live. In addition to reading (all types of books) and writing, my loves include photography and travel (over 20 countries and counting). And I'd love to hear from my fans!

Libertine Island 3: The Runaway Sub

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Jen Smith's been alone since her Master died five years earlier. Now, she's quit her job and come to Libertine Island to witness a marriage. She meets Dr. Caleb McKenna, who took a job on the island to get away from the big bad city after getting shot near the clinic where he volunteered, and the breakup of his long-term relationship. They are two lonely people who decide to have a fling, not expecting to fall for each other.

They are still trying to figure things out when Reynaldo Montoya arrives to bring Caleb home after tracking down the man responsible for the shooting.

Even though they were apart, he's not to happy to find Caleb in Jen's arms and decides to extract revenge, but when he sees how much they need each other, he realizes that maybe he's the one who should step aside unless the three of them can figure out how to make it work.

Location, Location, Location.

The setting of a book can be vital to the story line. It sets the stage for the action and can inform the reader about the main characters before they’ve even started the story. Does the lead live in a small town or a big city? Do they own a house, live in an apartment, maybe a condo?

Then there’s the part of the world they live in. Are the in the US, Canada or maybe Europe? If they are in the US, do they live in the north, south, Midwest?

The answers to these questions can tell reader a lot about the character before they even open their mouths.

My newest location is Libertine Island where the Water is Blue, the Sand is White, the Sun is Hot and the Sex is Hotter!

When I decided to create the spin off series from Club Libertine, I wanted to keep the themes but make some key changes. Firstly, the books are longer. The stories are more involved and the sex hotter. Secondly, I wanted to have a contained environment. My characters needed to be thrown together in an intense environment for a pivotal part of the story. Being isolated from the rest of the world in a tropical paradise gives people a chance to explore their sensual sides without having the real world intrude.

I thought about using real venues. The Club Libertine books are set in Seattle Washington, a hip city in the Northwest. The Libertine Island books are set on a fictional island off the coast of a real one.

I decided to place Libertine Island off the coast of St. Maarten in part because I visited that tropical paradise and loved every minute of it. It’s beautiful and the people are great and it gave me a lot of real detail to work with. I even considered setting the stories there but then I decided that I needed to create my own island paradise where the denizens of Club Libertine and now Libertine Island can express themselves freely and in public without worrying about strangers seeing something they shouldn’t.

Besides, I like the idea of designing my own personal island paradise. If only I could do that in real life.

So far, there are four Libertine Island Books:

Book 1, Sex on the Beach - Rebecca’s working on her thesis and takes a job on Libertine to have a little sexual adventure before settling into academia. She didn’t count on meeting Mal and Mike Reynolds. She also didn’t expect her nemesis to show up and threaten all their jobs. On Sale Now

Book 2, Sun, Sand and Submission – Aly’s worried when she finds out that her friend is working at a BDSM resort and living with not one but two Doms. She can only get to the island in the company of a Dom, so she calls her Ex Max, the man she’s never stopped loving, to help her out. On Sale Now

Book 3, The Runaway Sub – Jen comes to Libertine Island to attend Aly and Max’s wedding. She didn’t count on meeting Caleb, the island Doctor. Neither was looking for love or even a fling, but they are drawn together. Enter Rey, who’s come looking for his Runaway Sub. On PreSale now. On sale now.

Book 4, The Picture of Submission – Maggie enjoyed visiting Libertine Island for her brother Max’s wedding. She sees BDSM as a game, but the Hayes brothers don’t especially the oldest Chris. And if Maggie wants to get the job of taken the photos for Jillian Madison’s (Club Libertine book 6) book on submission, she needs to learn what it really means and the Hayes brothers are just the men to teach her. On sale in October.

Enjoy.

Diane Leyne

When you least expect it......

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INSPIRATION HITS!!!

People ask where authors get their inspiration and there are as many answers to that question as there are authors. You never know when you'll get hit with it or how but sometimes it's as simple as a single word.

For me, today, it was BODACIOUS.

I'm not sure why it stuck with me. I can't remember the last time I heard that word but someone said it today and then I saw this wine. Before I knew it I had a vision of a gorgeous, voluptuous woman who is new to Ecstasy Lake and ensnares a trio of brothers, who will of course have to earn her love.

I sat down with a blank piece of paper and jotted down some sketchy points of interest as they hit me. Nothing concrete but it's a start. It'll be nice to go back to the Lake. I've missed the craziness that's goes on there.

All this from one simple word. I can't wait to see what triggers my imagination next.

Most Magnificent Menage Males Contest

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The VOTING:

1. The ménage male grouping with the most nominations WINS! Who will you nominate?

2. You can return to the blog once each day to nominate a ménage male grouping from Aug. 30-Sept. 2.

3. If your ménage male grouping has already been nominated—Nominate them again! The most noms (aka votes) is the winner!

4. Definition of Menage Male Grouping: A romantic tryst between three or more parties, two of which are male. If there are more than two males, you may nominate all males in the tryst as the grouping.

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Welcome Skye Dragen

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Born to write legends in manlove, Skye is a full time writer living in a ivory tower. Though no dragons currently occupy the space, three werecats, a irritatingly chipper parakeet, and a very understanding partner in crime provide endless entertainment. You can usually find her curled up in the den, watching bad reality TV, and dreaming up her next set of heroes. She welcomes comments and questions from her readers on her Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/SkyeDragen or just shoot her an email at skyedragen@outlook.com.

LEGENDS OF AVALON: DRAGON TAMER

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EXCERPT

Aden seized one of the knights. Tjaden’s eyebrows furrowed. He clearly couldn’t see the error that had allowed Aden to claim his piece. He hadn’t deliberately sacrificed the knight, though he could have if he’d been paying more attention to the games.

Aden licked his lips in a reptilian fashion. “Remove your tunic,” he commanded. Surprise flickered in his expression before the defiance built in Tjaden’s gaze. Aden’s eyes narrowed and smoke rose from his nostrils in a darkening cloud. “As per our agreement. You owe me a boon for claiming a higher piece.”

A muscle in Tjaden’s jaw ticked, but he obeyed, unbuckling the belt at his waist before drawing his tunic over his head and then folding it neatly into a pile next to him. Aden was again struck by the human’s beauty. He was quite intriguing. The idea of keeping Tjaden as a servant appealed more and more as the game wore on.

Their game resumed, and it wasn’t long before Tjaden sat naked in front of their match, his clothing in the same neat pile that he’d started. His arrogance was fading in slow degrees with every advancement Aden made.

“Och,” Tjaden murmured under his breath. “You’ve quite a wicked mind, dragon.”

“And you quite a wicked body, human. We’re both paying for my curiosity.” The idea of distracting Tjaden had backfired. Aden was the one distracted by Tjaden’s naked flesh.

The first board was almost empty by the time Aden gave a slow, triumphant smile. “Checkmate.” A string of curses exited the human’s mouth that would’ve made a sailor proud. “Regretting your choice of game yet, boy?”

“Tjaden,” the boy said in a steady voice. “Tjaden or Moore, whichever you prefer. But I’m not a boy or a lad or anything resembling a bairn. I’m a man.”

Yes, yes you are. He wasn’t normally so intrigued by human nakedness. “Fine. Tjaden then.”

Their game resumed with two chess boards remaining. Then something surprising happened. Aden started to lose.

He frowned, studying the boards closely. He couldn’t figure out where the traps were, but he was certain they were there. Without intending to, he’d fallen into the mindset that Tjaden’s human inferiority would also make him an inferior chess player. Like poker, chess required a bit of bluff. I’m going to lose. Everything in him rebelled at the thought, but he could say with a reasonable degree of certainty that he’d been set up nice and proper. The little sneak had let him win the previous match on purpose.

He gritted his teeth, unwilling to let Tjaden know he understood his strategy. Maybe there was time to correct the boards...

“Checkmate,” Tjaden said, smiling softly.

His eyes zeroed back on the board he’d been ignoring while he tried to correct the third board. A low growl issued from his throat before he could resist it. He abhorred being bested by a human, even a handsome one. “Tricky, tricky, Tjaden Moore. I won’t underestimate you again.”

“You’ve already lost, wee dragon, and you know it.” The human sounded downright giddy as he spoke.

“The game has not concluded as of yet,” Aden reminded. However, the human was correct. He was going to lose. Sighing heavily, he pouted. It wasn’t the most dignified way to conduct himself, but it was the only way he could resist the urge to lash out in frustration.

When Tjaden called checkmate for the final time, Aden was unsurprised. It’s only one day. One day as a human being. I don’t remember it being too terrible of an existence. He comforted himself with the knowledge.

“Per our agreement, Aden Canicus, I command you to assume human form,” Tjaden said, staring up into Aden’s eyes.

BEHIND THE SCENES

Q: What can we expect from you in the future?

A: Definitely more Legends from Avalon, a new series called Sidhe Bound, a Steampunk novella called Clockwork Romance, and a full-length novel called Twisted Roses where all the fun legends from Legends of Avalon and Sidhe Bound come from.

Q: What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?

A: Leave reviews, spread the links, and let people know what you thought of my piece.

Q: When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

A: I’ve wanted to be a writer since I could hold up a pencil in elementary school

Q: How long does it take you to write a book?

A: It really depends on the book and how well the words are flowing. Sometimes, it goes really fast and I can finish a piece in a couple days. Other times I will be working on a piece half that length and it will take four times as long.

Q: Where do you get your information or ideas for your books?

A: I am a little bit of a research nerd so I tend to do a lot of it. Sometimes a little piece of history or an odd fact will strike me and that will inspire a whole slew of new ideas.

Q: What do you like to do when you're not writing?

A: When I’m not writing I like to park my butt on the couch and watch TV. Right now I’m really into Under the Dome and Grimm.

Q: What do you think makes a good story?

A: A good story will take the readers on a journey. Even if it is a story purely for entertainment, the story should pull them along and immerse them in whatever situation your character is in.

Five Things You Might Not Know About Me...

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Watch out for splinters!

Did you know the traditional symbol for a 5th anniversary is WOOD? (yes, I giggled too) I think it's very fitting given my genre(s) of choice. ;)

My very first book, Believing Is Seeing came out five years ago last week so in honour of that I thought I'd share five things about myself that you might not have known.

What if....what if.....what if...

#1
My muse is a big bisexual, chocolate addicted, Highland warrior with ADD. He runs around my subconscious swinging his sword, killing monsters and zombies, while making dirty jokes...all the time. I'm positive that is why I haven't been able to stay in one genre. I've written M/F, M/M/F, M/F/M/M+, contemporary and steampunk but I'm still completely a paranormal girl at heart.

Character driven perfection!

#2
It's no secret that I think /Firefly/Serenity is one of the best character story combinations ever. I even have my own "Jayne" hat to wear on special occasions. (yes, i knit it myself.) But, did you know that I have worked small quiet references to this movie in almost every book I've written?

My favourite wine glass.

#3
The inner me is still a headbanging, tattoo loving twenty something who loves anything with a skull on it. LOL This was one of my favourite wines and I am determined to get up north to this winery next year. Back From The Dead Red from Coffin Ridge Winery. I loved horror movies in my youth but not so much anymore. I think becoming a mom gives you a sense of mortality that you don't have when you're younger and invincible/immortal.

"Boo" socks.

# 4
I am a complete yarnaholic and knitting fanatic. As far as I'm concerned you can never have too much yarn or too many projects on the go. My husband may not completely agree with me on that one.( Especially, after he opened the hall closet and was caught under an avalanche of fiber. lol) I can't help it. My knitting muse can be as loud as my writing muse at times and demands attention. Shawls, socks, mitts....I love rubbing a new ball of yarn against my cheek and mentally envisioning what it would look like all knit up.

S+J 4-eva

#5
Jack and Sally from A Nightmare Before Christmas are one of my favourite love stories. Sure there is other stuff going on in the movie but it's the part when Jack admits that he loves Sally that makes me sigh and reminds me why I love Happily Ever Afters. I firmly believe that there are people out there we are meant to be with and when we find them we just know. It doesn't mean that everything is hearts and roses forever. There are still boogie men to be faced and mistakes made but as long as you kiss under a full moon in the end it will work out. ;)

This was a lot of fun and I hope you enjoyed it. I can't wait for 2018. That will be my 9th anniversary and apparently the traditional gift is Leather Goods ;) Hell ya! Now we're talking! ;)

Everyone who comments below will have their name put in a draw! One lucky person will win their choice of 1 book from my backlist. The list can be found HERE.

Don't forget to go to Kasey Dean's blog for a chance to wine a $50 Amazon gift card.
Somewhere in everyone blog posts there is a code word. Visit each blog and find the code word for extra chances at the Grand Prize. My word is WOOD. ;)

Good Luck Everyone!!

Be sure to check out the other awesome blogs on this hop!

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Alanea Alder

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Alanea loves reading almost as much as she loves writing and can be found at any given moment either in front of the computer lost in her own world or on the couch with her iPad reading some of her favorite authors. She believes that love truly conquers all and that everyone no matter what, deserves a chance at that love and a place they can call home.

Kindred of Arcadia: Fate Knows Best

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Rebecca Morgan thinks she knows what she wants out of life, until her life plan goes to hell in a handbasket. Now she is out looking for adventure. She just doesn’t expect to discover a shifter-only town and one six-foot-eight, grumpy, bear-shifting sheriff named Aleksander Arkadion.

Aleksander Arkadion only wants to date shifter females after working a brutal homicide case that has him returning to the shifter-only town of his youth. Which is why is he curious to discover a human in town and shocked when he realizes the tiny woman is his mate.

As the attraction between them grows, Aleks realizes that he can’t stay away from the petite female, but the realization may come too late. Although her body was never in any danger, he may have destroyed her heart by pushing her away. Now he has to convince his mate he really does want her while keeping her safe from rogue hyenas bent on taking her.

Excerpt

“Aleks, hey, buddy,” Liam said lazily.

“Hey, asshole,” Aleks replied sounding distracted.

“I just wanted to call and let you know that you’ll be picking up Rebecca at my house for your date.” Liam waited. Three, two, one and… He held the phone away from his ear at the roar.

“What the hell is she doing at your house, cat!” Aleks roared. Liam smiled. He was making this too easy.

“Well at the moment her luscious little self is in my shower and wait, yes, I smell coconuts. She’s bathing.” He held the phone away from his ear again at the roar, unaware that everyone had stopped what they were doing to listen.

“If you so much as lay one finger on her, cat, I will rip you apart.” Aleks growled.

“What was that, Rebecca, you need help getting into your dress? Don’t worry, kitten, I’m coming. Sorry, Aleks, have to run. Toodles.” He stayed on the line long enough for one last roar to come through before disconnecting the line.

He turned around whistling and saw everyone staring.

“What?” he asked

“Aleks Arkadion is going to kill you,” Ashby said, white as a sheet.

“No he isn’t. If he didn’t kill me for wrecking his Charger, he won’t kill me now,” he said sitting down on the sofa. He reached over and grabbed a magazine and started to flip through the pages.

“That was you?” Rian asked, his eyes wide.

Liam just chuckled.

* * * *

“Aleks. Can’t. Breathe,” Liam said as Aleks’s hand squeezed his throat. Aleks was surprised at the lack of interference he was getting from the pride. They just shrugged their shoulders.

“Ashby told him you were going to kill him,” Rian said.

“Where is Ashby?” Aleks asked, his hand still around Liam’s throat.

“He’s upstairs finishing Rebecca’s hair. Nicholas did her makeup. She put in a lot of effort for you, bear, so you better not fuck this up,” Rian said, his arms crossed.

Aleks raised an eyebrow. The pride seemed to be more protective of Rebecca than their Alpha, whom he had pinned to the wall by the throat.

“Oh for God’s sake, Aleks, let him go! You’ll upset Rebecca and ruin your evening before it begins,” Kate said, coming down the stairs. Aleks immediately dropped Liam.

“Kate, why are you here?” he asked.

“Why would I miss the opportunity for actual girl time? We don’t have much of that at the pack,” she said, swiping a piece of chocolate.

Aleks opened his mouth to say something when the door upstairs opened and Rebecca appeared at the top of the stairs. Her scent hit his nose, and he felt his chest constrict. How could he have possibly thought he could stay away from her? She made her way down the stairs with Nicholas and Ashby following behind her. She moved gracefully, and when she got to the bottom of the stairs, he got the full effect of the dress. It had tiny spaghetti straps that seemed to accent her shoulders. The black dress only seemed to display her creamy skin to its every advantage. The lone slit up one side was nearly his undoing. He didn’t realize he was growling until Liam hit him in the ribs. Rebecca just blushed and smiled at him.

“Ready?” he asked, holding out a slightly trembling hand. She nodded and moved forward, taking his hand.

“Goodnight, everyone, thank you, for everything,” she said, smiling at the room.

“Have her back before midnight, young man,” Liam said, standing in front of the pair.

“Out of the way, cat,” Aleks muttered. Rebecca stepped forward and gave him a hug.

Aleks growled. She ignored him.

“Goodnight, Liam.” She kissed his cheek. Aleks growled again.

“I’m serious though, if you don’t want to go back to the bed-and-breakfast we made up a guest room for you. That’s where Sebastian has been hiding. I let Leona know you may be staying here,” Liam said, smiling down at her.

“Watch him for me?” she asked. Liam nodded.

“Who’s Sebastain?” Aleks asked. Rebecca waved.

“Goodnight, everyone.” She started walking toward the door.

“Who’s Sebastian?” Aleks asked again walking out the door with his arm around her waist.

Behind the Scenes

Q: Do you have any unique talents or hobbies?

A: I’m a fast reader J I can usually do about 100 pages per hour, I wish I could write that fast!

Q: What can we expect from you in the future?

A: Definitely a whole lot more in the Arkadia universe. As of right now I have two additional series planned based in the same world. I’m also kicking around a futuristic/space story line.

Q: What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?

A: Tell their friends and leave reviews!! I love reviews J I keep them all.

Q: When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

A: When I was six. My book collection was minimal and I was too little to go to the library. That’s when I realized I could create my own stories. I’ve been doing it ever since.

Q: How long does it take you to write a book?

A: That really depends. If I’m focused, have copy and shiny objects are to a minimum, then about two weeks. If I can’t seem to get the story going two months.

Q: What is your work schedule like when you're writing?

A: I work a full time job as an Operations Manger so I put in 50-60 hours a week doing that. My writing schedule is squeezed in around those hours.

Q: What would you say is your interesting writing quirk?

A: If I’m stuck I eat Red Hots. Have no idea why it helps, but it does.

Q: Where do you get your information or ideas for your books?

A: Google is my friend. Google is my kryptonite (shiny object) when I’m trying to write. It starts like this. Hmm I wonder what is the gestation period for bears is. Ohhh cute picture of a baby bear. I wonder what a baby hyena looks like. Little hyenas are cute, grown ones look mean. Oh yeah they are getting tortured by Payne, I wonder what medieval torture devices I can write about. Holy shit!! I can never unsee that!! Hmmm how does that work. That’s just wrong! That looks like a nipple ring lol. Ohhh nipple clamps. BDSM tools of the trade…. What in the hell is a cock cage? LMFAO ha ha ha ha….hmm…. What was I doing?

Q: What do you like to do when you're not writing?

A: Read, I love to read.

Q: What does your family think of your writing?

A: My entire family is 100% supportive, they know exactly what I write. My mom insists she is my biggest fan and has read both of my books lol.

Q: How many books have you written? Which is your favorite?

A: I have two published but a ton more written. I will always love Fate Knows Best since it’s my first published, but my fantasy novella will always have a special place in my heart. It may be dug out later,, you never know.

Q: Do you hear from your readers much? What kinds of things do they say?

A: When Fate Knows Best was released, I started hearing from readers almost immediately. I was as spazzy as a caffeinated squirrel. So far nearly all my communications have been positive.

Q: What do you think makes a good story?

A: I think making the characters realistic, slightly flawed and quirky. I also love falling in love with the characters. I can usually forgive a lot in a book if I like the characters.

Q: As a child, what did you want to do when you grew up?

A: Ok, as a result of a childhood of reading adult fantasy, I wanted to go on an epic quest with elves and knights, fight in a huge battle and then rule as queen. Yeah. I’m still working on that.

Welcome Jess Buffett!

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Jess Buffett was born and raised in New South Wales, Australia. She married her high school sweetheart and they live on the Central Coast with their two children. Jess is a hopeless romantic who loves stories about true love that sizzle with a happy ending—which is probably a good thing given what she writes. She is a huge fan of M/M and M/F romance—anything with hunky men in all their glory, whether they be shifters, vampires, cowboys, or the boy next door. Jess is a firm believer in soul mates, happily-ever-afters, and love at first sight, but that sometimes people need a second or a third meeting for the brain to catch up.

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Cowboy's Chocolate Roses

Joshua Kell signs a deal that will set his ranch up for life and then spends the night with the woman of his dreams. Waking up alone, he returns home, nursing a broken heart.

Brianna Evans struggles to overcome a horrific trauma. After two years, she's finally taking back control of her life, but she panics when she wakes up next to Josh.

Bri has to find him again, and when she does, hopes he'll understand and forgive her for running. She wants the chance to be happy again. But when a ghost from her past threatens to take everything away, Bri has to trust her cowboy will stop at nothing to keep her safe.

Inside the Book

Describe your setting and why you chose to write about this place.

The story is based on a ranch called Silver Stone Ranch, in a small fictional town, Bricker where the antique stores outnumber the other shops 5 to 1. We’re talking country Texas, small towns, and cowboys. I chose it because I love Texas. I’ve never been there, but there is just something about a good love story set out on a ranch in the middle of Texas. And cowboys…come on, I really shouldn’t need to say more. Lol

What is one thing about your heroine you hope readers connect with?

I hope they realize that she is a strong woman. Her actions aren’t always going to be heroic or brave, but she has been through a great deal and come out the other end still intact. She has a few dents, but the main thing is, she isn’t broken.

What makes your hero a hero?

Josh’s heart and soul. Even though he has a ‘not so shinning’ moment, he truly has a heart of gold. When he loves, he loves completely. He is a big man with a gentle soul. People respect him for his generosity. He is just one of those old fashioned good guys.

Where did the inspiration for this book come from?

Some came from a picture I once saw of a beautiful couple on a ranch. But the reference to the colour lavender, which will come up a lot, comes from my parents. My Dad always called my Mum was his lavender girl. Since this story was very much written for my Mum in the end, I felt it was important to put that in there.

Here is a scene I couldn’t keep between secondary characters Mel and Caleb. It gives a sneak peek as to why there is some tension between them:

“Why do you hate me?” Caleb’s gaze bore into her, and she felt it to the very depths of her soul. She resented that.

Mel tried to move again, but he blocked her way. Sighing in aggravation, she narrowed her eyes. “Why do you suddenly care?”

There had been a time where the very thought of surrendering herself to the arms of this cowboy had made her weak in the knees. That was before she saw him for who he truly was. Knew it wouldn’t be just him she gave herself to.

“I have always cared.” He shook his head, confusion marring his handsome features. “I just can’t work out what I did. What I said.”

His breath caught when Mel leant forward, bringing her lips to his ear. “Oh, you didn’t say anything, but Lisa was more than happy to share the details.” She felt a slither of satisfaction at his shocked expression. “You know, if you and Noah are going to play around, you might want to make sure the girls know to keep it a secret.”

He stuttered. “I…we…Mel, look—”

Refusing to give him anymore of her time, she shoved hard against his solid chest. In his surprise, he stumbled back, giving her the chance to side step him and move away. Just as she reached the front door, she threw an icy glare over her shoulder. “Oh, and you both may want to learn to lock a door. You never know who may stop by for a visit. It was quite a show.”

Is there something that was edited from the book you wish could have stayed?

The ‘deleted scene’ from above. Since it wasn’t between the main characters, it was removed. But through the story there is an underlying tension between the secondary characters that isn’t fully explained. I wanted to hint at it, suggest it for a sequel, but in the end it was removed.

If you could choose one actress and one actor to play your lead characters in a movie, who would they be and why?

For Josh it would have to be Simon Baker. His smile, his mannerisms, are very much my cowboy. As for Bri, probably Olivia Wilde when her hair is dark, almost black. The hair, the skin, even the gentle beauty is everything I envision Bri to be.

Only 5 hours left....

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Until the release of Corralling Dawn!!! Book 3 in my Midnighter Seduction series.

An ancient portal quietly reopened the day the Mayan calendar ended, but it wasn't the "big bang" ending of the world as predicted. It has, however, changed everything for Dawn LaPorte.

Dawn has focused her life on taking care of the ranch her grandfather left her. A rash of strange cattle mutilations threatens her dreams and leads her straight into the arms of two men who have no intention of remaining here on Earth.

Keeping Dawn safe is the most important truth to Derechos and Storm as they try to finish their objective on her world. When she is almost killed by a pack of Kimil, they know they can’t wait any longer.

Her fury at being abducted is nothing compared to the threat she faces if she ever goes home again. But, forcing her to give up her dreams may cost them her love.

http://www.bookstrand.com/corralling-dawn

**Part of this book was written while travelling back and forth through Missouri, Indiana, Illinois, Michigan and the entire southern tail of Ontario during our adventures in RT2013. It was an incredible experience meeting people I'd only ever seen via words on my computer screen.

Heather Rainier, Kallypso Masters, Morgan Ashbury, Peyton Elizabeth, and I went to dinner with our spouses and friends. Sitting at a bit table we all chatted like we'd been friends for years instead of some of us meeting for the first time.

Another dinner was the Davies and Elizabeths and Alexanders all getting together around a big table. My cheeks hurt from all the laughs that time.

And then there was my favourite dinners. The ones where my honey and I escaped all the craziness and were able to hide away in a corner somewhere and spend some quality time together.

There are times when I wish we all lived closer together and were able to get together for more dinners but knowing that we will be able to visit with our friends at future conferences is something to look forward to.