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Friday, September 22, 2017

Escaping the Wrath of #HurricaneJose2017, Donating Royalties to #AmericanRedCross



 (Photo: Delaware beach in the hours before the arrival of Hurricane Jose. Copyright Adele Downs)

My husband and I decided to spend most of September at the beach to squeeze out every last ray of summer sunshine, and to finish our DIY bathroom remodel from hell. For days the weather forecasters told us not to be concerned about Hurricane Jose’s path toward the Delaware peninsula; the storm would probably blow out to sea before it reached us. Because of these forecasts, we decided to stay in our Delaware house on the bay instead of returning home to Pennsylvania when Hurricane Jose moved up the east coast. Then the path changed and New Jersey, New York, and New England became targets of the hurricane, though Delaware would experience high winds and torrential rain. We’d ridden out tropical storms in the past without incident, and remained cautiously optimistic as we headed to the store for supplies.

It seemed as if everyone in town went shopping at once, because the stores were mobbed, and people were stocking up on food and cases of bottled water. We filled our Jeep’s gas tank to enable us to flee at a moment’s notice if Mother Nature changed direction and turned against us. We also expected another gas price hike after the hurricane blew by. Afterward, I made a trip to my favorite bookstore to buy a paperback and a magazine in case of a power outage. Then the weather forecast changed again, and the conditions for Delaware were expected to improve, with the exception of some beach erosion and areas of coastal flooding. We were relieved we wouldn’t live to regret our decision to remain in our house.

As it turned out, we were very lucky, because the Category 1 hurricane that brushed our peninsula from 200 miles offshore remained the weakest of the summer storms. When I think about the devastation caused by Hurricanes Harvey and Irma, the impact of Jose on states further north, and Maria’s destruction to our neighbors to the south, I’m thankful we were spared. I’m sending prayers and all possible good wishes to those negatively affected by the Hurricanes of 2017.

P.S. I will donate 100% of my royalties for my western romance KISSING HER COWBOY, set in Houston, Texas to the American Red Cross when you purchase the book between now and October 31. This is one of my most popular stories and was an Amazon Top 100 seller in three categories. Since the book costs only .99 and my portion of the sale is much smaller than a dollar, I will match every royalty I receive from my publisher in my quarterly check with a personal donation. You get the book for entertainment and the proceeds go to charity. It’s a win-win for everyone.




Here are the links to buy KISSING HER COWBOY.

Amazon https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00HSFV2UC/

Smashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/396388

Boroughs Publishing Group http://boroughspublishinggroup.com/books/kissing-her-cowboy

Thursday, September 21, 2017

NEW RELEASE: Order Of Terminus Box Set by Olivia Starke

 



Four irresistible vampire heroes risk everything to protect the women they love.



Blood Heat



A vicious murderer is on the loose, and Detective Josie Lewis is hot on his trail. Fearing a serial killer has settled in her town of Franklin, Illinois, she’s determined to find the monster before he can kill again. When Josie spots something suspicious behind the home of a recent victim, she doesn’t hesitate to go investigate. She never could have imagined what waited for her in the shadows.



Grant Stone is a Hunter in the Order of Terminus, a secret organization that makes sure vampires remain hidden from humanity. He’s in pursuit of a Dissenter, a feral vampire that threatens to expose their kind. When Grant finds the intriguing Detective Lewis dying, he has only one chance at saving her. But can she cope with the change she’s about to undergo? And can he stop the Dissenter before it strikes again?



Blood Desires



Kate Andrews goes in search of her missing sister and finds herself in the home of two sexy, identical twin brothers. Aiden and Remann are perfect gentlemen, but Kate knows that one or both of them could be responsible for her sister’s disappearance. When she’s invited to stay in their lavish home she jumps at the opportunity to do some snooping. But she soon finds she can’t ignore the chemistry between her and Aiden.



Aiden is a Hunter in the Order of Terminus. Rumors of a Dissenter, a feral vampire, have surfaced, and he fears it’s one of his brother’s former Feeders...and the sister of the lovely woman staying in their home. Though he tries to keep his distance from the human he can’t help but fall under her spell. When he finally tracks down the Dissenter and the truth of what he is comes out, will it shatter the fragile connection between he and Kate?



Blood Mercy



Valerie McIntyre is a Hunter in the Order of Terminus. Her job is to destroy feral vampires called Dissenters. During a hunt she is rescued from a tight spot by a sexy male vampire with beautiful, unique eyes. Old heartache warns her to keep her distance from this stranger, yet she finds herself unable to resist temptation.



Remann is in Houston trying to put his life back together when he runs across a tall, sultry vampiress cornered by a pack of Dissenters. Though Valerie appears to be a capable Hunter, he jumps in to lend a hand. She resists his help, and initially his flirtation, but they soon give in to their cravings.



The past catches up to Remann, and suddenly Valerie is in an impossible position—to do her duty as a Hunter she must destroy Remann. Will she be able to drive a stake into his heart, or will she die by the hands of the vampire she’s fallen for?



Blood Ties



When ten-year-old Hannah Evans’s family was attacked and killed by a pack of feral vampires called Dissenters, she was rescued from death by a vampire named Nicholas. She didn’t see Nicholas again until she was a grown woman and dying. He stole the one thing she valued most, her humanity, saving her life but changing her into a half-blood vampire. She hates him for it.



Nicholas did the only thing he could to save Hannah’s life after her crushing fall from a horse. He paid a painful price when he shared his blood with her, changing her into a vampire. But his instinct was to protect her, regardless of the cost.



When they both receive mysterious photos showing a pocket of Dissenters, Nicholas and Hannah are forced to team up. As they fight the attraction that burns between them terrible secrets are exposed. Will they survive the truth, and the danger it reveals?



Content Warning: these stories contain mild violence and graphic sex





Genre(s): Paranormal Romance



Excerpts:

Blood Heat

“Let me go!” Josie shouted as she wrestled on the ground with her kidnapper.

She tried every self-defense move she could remember from training, but Grant deftly pinned her on her back. His large, strong hands gripped her wrists over her head, his lower body pinning hers to the ground.

She stared defiantly into his face, thrusting her body against his in a fruitless attempt to dislodge his heavy body. Her nerve endings flared to life, and heat pooled in her belly. His scent flooded her nostrils, an overtly masculine odor that overwhelmed as it tantalized. There was something different too, a spicy scent that a part of her found intoxicating.

Josie couldn’t deny the attraction she felt for him, despite the fact that he was a suspect in two murders, along with her assault and kidnapping. He robbed her of her senses, and she began thrusting her pelvis in a rhythmic motion, her mind drifting from suspicion to something much more basic…

And pleasurable.

A look of surprise and confusion crossed his face. Josie groaned as his hard body pressed into hers. It was as if a switch had been flipped on, and she’d never wanted—never needed—something so much. She began to writhe. Hot and aching, she licked her lips.



Blood Desires

Her flesh vibrated, a minute distracting sensation that started from the hand enclosed in Aiden’s. It spread throughout her body.

“Perhaps you would do me the honor of joining me for a drink.” Aiden seemed to say the words without moving his lips, but his deep voice was loud, drowning out the errant thoughts that tried to interrupt the spell she was caught under.

He stepped back, and Kate rose from the chair feeling feathery light, and she drifted with Aiden to his shadowed table in the corner of the room. He didn’t release her hand as he guided her down next to him on a leather loveseat. She sank heavily within the soft, black cushions.

A waitress walked over and took an order from Aiden. Kate couldn’t remember what it was for as she continued to gaze at his strong features. Her heart was fluttery, almost palpating. She breathed in his scent as a drowning man would gasp for air.

“What brings you here, Kate, my darling?” Aiden asked in that intoxicating voice.

Kate searched her mind, not quite sure she knew the answer.

Melanie. An image of her sister filled her head, partly breaking the odd spell.

“I’ve heard of Remann, and wanted to see for myself,” she said breathlessly.

Aiden considered the answer for a moment. “Yes, my brother has somewhat of a reputation. What exactly have you heard?” His deep voice was slightly accented in a European way.

“He has some mystery around him,” Kate answered truthfully. Her eyes searched his unusual mismatched eyes.

“The blue and brown is real, an inherited trait,” Aiden said, answering her unasked question about his eyes. “What type of mystery are you looking for, my darling Kate?”

He leaned in closer, his thumb stroking the palm of her hand he held. His hard thigh pressed into her bare flesh where her dress had slid to an almost indecent height. A part of her wanted to back away, yet she swayed closer to him, closing her eyes. White-hot desire flooded her veins. Closing her eyes intensified the effects of his scent, a potent drug that caused her muscles to relax even as her nerves strummed with awakening lust.

Aiden drew even closer as he brushed her hair back with his free hand. The rough pad of his thumb still traced never-ending circles on her palm. His lips touched the outer curve of her earlobe, and his breath was rich with that overpowering, spicy aroma. Just as she was robbed of all conscience thought, she heard his whispered words.

“Perhaps, my darling Kate, we should continue this at my place.”



Blood Mercy

“You’d be so breathtaking with a smile,” Remann said after a moment.

Caught off guard, Valerie stepped away from him. His voice was gentle and his eyes soft as they caressed her face.

“The shower is down the hall to the right.” She pointed and noticed the slight tremor in her hand.

Remann’s gaze lingered for several seconds before he turned and walked away.

He piled his clothes outside the bathroom door, and Valerie stuffed them into the washer with a fair amount of stain treatment and detergent. It was a lost cause, she was sure.

She sat at the kitchen table listening to the shower run, trying to not imagine the hot man naked beneath its spray. She found herself jealous of the water.

Agitated, she rose and walked to the radio, flipping it on. A trendy country tune filled the kitchen, and she sat back down and closed her eyes. How she missed sleep, just to have a few hours of oblivion to be away from her thoughts. No one knew the value of sleep until he or she would never sleep again. Valerie rubbed her forehead.

“Excuse me.”

Valerie jumped at Remann’s voice. She opened her eyes, and her heart stopped. In the kitchen doorway stood the most glorious sight she’d ever seen. Six feet four inches of raw, naked testosterone stood dripping wet and butt naked before her. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes feasted on him of their own accord. He was all muscle, from his marvelously developed pecs to his rippling six-pack, down to his…

Her eyes widened. He was large, and she wondered how she’d ever take that all in. She couldn’t move or even blink.

“There were no towels available,” Remann said, his voice sounding a million miles away.

A jolt of desire shot through her.



Blood Ties

Hannah was shocked by her immediate response to Nicholas’s kiss. Her head spun as his tongue danced, challenged, and tangled with hers.

He reached down and cupped her bottom, lifting her completely off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist. She wanted him, regardless of how irrational it might be. She hated him, yet something inside taunted her. Wait. Did she really hate him?

They made it into the cabin a few yards away, and Nicholas gently placed her on the bed. Lust drunk, she clutched the front of his t-shirt and pulled him down on top of her. Running her hand under the black fabric, she thrilled at the sensation of his smooth, hot skin and the sprinkling of coarse hair across his chest. Her body caught fire, and she arched into him.

He pulled away. A small cry of protest escaped her throat.

After removing his t-shirt, he pitched it against a far wall and rejoined her. She devoured him with her eyes as he pulled at her shirt. She struggled to free herself from it.

He slid his hands underneath her, unhooking the clasp of her bra. When his mouth closed over her bare skin, she feared she might come apart. He trailed light, teasing fingers down her abdomen, past the snap of her jeans, and found the juncture of her thighs. She was sure she’d die from the torment.

“Please, Nicholas.”


Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Sneak peek at Kalkin ~ Coming soon!

Good morning everyone!

This month has been a busy one for myself and my writing partner. On top of all the storms and the loss of power, I'm also getting a new computer, because...well...after three years and more than a million words on this one, it's time to retire it.

So, what have I got to show you today? Kalkin.

Michele and I started this adventure about six years ago. We met and we just clicked. We've gone back and forth about our characters, our world and how we'd like things to work in our book universe.

It's taken us a while, but we can finally say, Kalkin is finished and the 102k book is with our editor now. It will be available 1-9-18 (tentatively). So, here is a sneak peek of Kal... (Unedited)





The town, for him, held nothing spectacular about it. It happened to be a disgustingly sweet sometimes, especially when the older women of the pack got together to do bake sales and craft fairs. During the winter, the town usually shut down, and it could get lonely, quickly.
As the doors of the truck opened, footsteps echoed behind him. The broad palm of his twin’s hand gripped his shoulder before Caden came into view. “New neighbors?”
“Suppose so.” He grunted, as two petite blondes stepped down out of the cab and walked to the back.
“I didn’t know we were getting new pack mates.” Caden crossed his arms. “Maybe it was an oversight on their part.”
“Yeah, could be.”
When the woman turned her face up to the sun, he noticed the bruise still hued in purples and blues marring her right cheek. Subtract the bruise and she was pretty. Elfin-like, and curvy, she was quite honestly perfect for him. Her screen T-shirt molded her round breasts and hugged her midsection, causing his mouth to water and his dick to harden exponentially. She wore a pair of cut-off jeans that framed her ass just right, making him want to reach out and palm her silky flesh. Though only catching her profile, he could see she had bow shaped lips and a button nose, framed by ringlets of wheat colored blonde hair. A small growl of need passed his lips and his brother laughed.
He cleared his throat and focused his attention on the taller of the two. Her right arm sported a black brace and a matching bruise covered her face. “I’m going over there.”
The doors to the back of the truck opened up and the shorter woman pulled out a ramp attached to the back of the truck. After a little manipulation on both of their parts, they slid up into the back of the truck. Pretty soon, one by one, they exited it carrying a couple of boxes each. There is no way they are doing this on their own.
“I’ll grab the guys and we’ll be there in a moment.”
Kal nodded while heading for the small bridge separating their properties.
Something about these women, called to him. Wolves didn’t move onto pack territory without first coming to meet him, but these two, he’d never seen them. They could be human. Which made more senses, instead of figuring they were wolves. 

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Putting a Bit of Myself in a Book~ Evelise Archer



I love writing in the M/M genre. I feel like a sponge every time I get ahold of a new book or start to write one of my own. There’s something about two everyday guys falling passionately head over heels for each other and living happily ever after.

Depending on what the premise of my book is, I start my research right away; before I even formulate all my ideas. Then I begin my GMC (Goal, Motivation, Conflict) and plot out the storyline and the characters. Adding a bit about myself or someone in my family always spices the story up for me and allows me to imbed an air of truth into the plot and/or characters.

My latest book, Jaeger, Order of the Black Knights took a bit of research because I wanted to get all the traveling/hiding Jaeger and Wren did through the Adirondack Mountains. I also wanted the governmental aspect accurate (US Marshal), so I talked to others in the field and did my own research. As far as imbedding a piece of myself into the characters, I am bilingual, so creating Wren as a Venezuelan man, who of course speaks fluent Spanish, was not a problem to write.


The best thing I can say about writing M/M is the freedom to reinvent characters any way I choose and not have to follow societal conventions. Each of my men are their own unique person and hopefully readers will see that too.



US Marshal Jaeger Tripp is assigned to the Federal Witness Protection Program. The hurt and destruction he’s seen—along with protecting criminals who are only cooperating with the authorities to keep themselves out of jail—have left him with a bleak and jaded view of both life and people. His current assignment is Wren O’Riley, a computer wizard who witnessed a high-profile cartel hit.

To Jaeger, Wren is the same as any other job. He must protect him long enough to get him to testify at trial, and his personal feelings have no place in his work and must be set aside. But that’s easier said than done. On the run and fighting for their lives, Jaeger and Wren can’t help but grow closer. And Jaeger can’t help seeing beyond Wren’s nerdy exterior to a man who might be just what Jaeger needs to settle his soul and capture his heart—if they survive long enough to get that chance.



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Monday, September 18, 2017

Anne of Green Gables & Oysters

How many of you love Anne's story? Did you watch the tv shows too? I have an unusual tie to the author Lucy Maud Montgomery, one that I didn't truly appreciate until I grew older and even more so...an author. Her son, Dr, Montgomery, delivered me. My mom was very proud of that, as I am now!

Two weeks ago, Meat Man, and I headed down east. We went to Prince Edward Island (PEI) and to Nova Scotia. While in PEI we did as much sightseeing that we could and during one of our many strolls through Charlottetown, we came across this store. It was everything Anne!
I did a lot of research and took loads of pics. A lot of lighthouses and empty beaches. We even went to a beach on PEI called The Singing Sands. I had planned that before we began our holiday so it was a priority. Sadly, the sands didn't sing for me :( There had been a crazy storm the day before so the sands were wet which hampers the song. Although I did dream about the sands singing later that night.
We ate a lot of seafood. I mean really, why wouldn't we! We even had oyster shots, where they called them Shuck and Shine. Meaning the oysters were freshly shucked and in a shot of local moonshine. I do think it looks like aliens in a glass. But I liked them...the shine made my mouth numb.
$1 oysters! Who could resist?
We drove over the Confederation Bridge into New Brunswick and then drove and crazy windy highway to Halifax. The next week was exploring the South Shore of Nova Scotia. I think I fell a little bit in love.

Peggy's Cove

 Lunenburg

Halls Harbour where the tides are so large, 42.4 feet the day we were there, the boats sit on the sea bottom when the tide is out.

My own Dragon Egg from Scotts Bay.

It was a great holiday and my notes, pictures and experiences are helping me plot a cozy mystery. If you'd like to see more pics and a few videos, visit my Instagram or Facebook.

But, while I was away it was release day for Working Girl, the Spanish translation. It's doing great in Spain and I'm thrilled to meet so many new readers. I've created a Facebook page that will be dedicated to Spanish readers, so if you know anyone, please pass on the link.

Shana Gray Spain - Facebook page



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Sunday, September 17, 2017

New Release by Lisa Carlisle, FIRE, a Fiery #PNR! #newrelease #witches

I have a new release! It's always exciting to be able to share that news. I especially love the characters in this fiery romance. She's spontaneous and outgoing, he's dark and brooding. They are so flawed, yet so perfect for each other.

I hope you like Maya and Tristan as much as I do. :D



Fire

“I don’t want to spoil the story but let me say this… you NEED to go and read this, NOW!” ~ 5 Candles from Satin Sheets Romance.
Maya Winters, a firefighter, heads out on Halloween to dance at her favorite club. A man with haunting eyes watches her from the back of the club. He’s just her type–a dark, brooding bad boy. She feels their connection, but thinks it’s merely physical attraction.
Despite being the new owner, Tristan Stone avoids people in the underground goth club due to his curse. But when he spots a woman dancing alone surrounded by an unusual glow, he must discover who she is and what gives her the radiating power.
While they work together to understand their connection, passion ignites, leading to danger. And the heat could send their world up in flames.
Fire is book 2  in the Underground Encounters series, set in a club that attracts supernatural creatures. Step into Vamps, a thrilling new world of steamy paranormal romance featuring sexy shifters, thirsty vampires, wicked witches, and gorgeous gargoyles.

DOWNLOAD NOW from Amazon!

Tristan
One figure on the dance floor caught my eye. She glowed with a light around her unlike any I’d encountered before. Her bright spirit overwhelmed the darkness that surrounded the others. I watched as she danced, oblivious to those around her. Her light mesmerized me. For the first time I’d been around people other than my family, I wasn’t overwhelmed by darkness.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. What was it she had?
Then she stopped and looked at me. Even though the club was dark, her light revealed her eyes were a brilliant blue.
When our eyes met, I saw her more clearly. A sadness buried deep within this bright spirit. Whereas others’ pain usually repelled me, her pain filled me with compassion. What was hiding there so deeply within this light? What hurt her? Suddenly I wanted to protect her from any pain.
Her light was magnetic; it drew me in. Now that her captivating eyes were staring back at me as well, I became unnerved.
I turned away and disappeared down the back stairwell. Safely in my lab, I sat in my leather chair in the corner I dubbed the library and thought.
What was she?



Saturday, September 16, 2017

Celebrity: Worth it, or not?

Did you read that William, the future king of England was quoted as saying that even if he ascends to being the king, he will still insist on a "normal" life...so he would insist on doing his own grocery shopping. Does that mean that we're supposed to believe that he and Kate pack the kids into the mommy-van, and drive to the local store to stock up on diapers and food?  Or that they cook the food themselves?  That would be what the rest of us do.  But royals acting like they're not royal?  I have my doubts.

I've subbed in high school foods classes, where ordinary, actual "normal" teenagers, have no idea what the difference is between a tablespoon and a half-cup measuring cup. Where they don't know what a scraper or a spatula looks like, and have never turned on a stove or an oven.  Presumably this is why Kraft Mac and Cheese now comes in a microwaveable packet to which you only need to add water. They are hoping that today's youngsters can at least measure out a cup of water...but I have my doubts. Yet we're expected to  believe that a man raised from infancy to be the future, admittedly figurehead, king of a major democracy in the western world, has been taught how to navigate around a kitchen, and to take care of himself? 

It wasn't so long ago that royals such as himself would stand perfectly still to allow their "body-servants" to dress them, since they were royal and didn't need to know how to button or tie closed their own garments. And his ancestors actually had royal servants whose job included wiping the royal butt after the royal ruler used the loo. Have things really changed that much?

I think about things like this when reading books about royalty, that seem to suggest that members of the royal family are perfectly capable of taking care of themselves. And maybe, today, they are. But then I think of all of the disguises that even actors and other celebrities use, to blend in and be able to do things that we take for granted: like going to a store without being hounded by paparazzi, or attending to their own children in public, without suffering the slings and arrows of opprobrium that even us lesser mortals feel whenever our children "act-up" in public. And I wonder if those who are famous don't spend time wishing they weren't.

When I was younger, I once suggested to my dad that I'd like to be rich and famous someday. He asked me if I was ready to be hounded every time I left the house, by people with cameras wanting to get a candid shot of me, maybe not looking my best, to sell to a rag that would publish it for all of the world to mock. Or if I wanted to worry every second that someone might kidnap one of my kids, to hold them for ransom, and hurt them if the money wasn't paid quickly enough. And I decided that anonymity is indeed under-rated.

If you'll excuse me, I've got to run out to the store. And I won't be wearing any makeup. I may just leave on my yoga pants, and flip-flops, along with an old tee shirt. If my appearance offends you, then look the other direction. Words can barely express how little I care what anyone else thinks. Because I'm not dependent on my looks to make a living. I live by my words. And my words always look good!

To see some of my words, head to my website: http://www.fionamcgier.com
My latest book, Secret Love, about a female spy's adventures in love, is out now. The sequel, Undercover Lovers,will be out soon. My female spies are well-skilled in the art of disguising themselves. And they have as much fun as the more well-known male spies. But when they fall in love, big trouble can brew up quickly!

Friday, September 15, 2017

Coming October 13 - Taming the Beast


The suspicious death of Dante Bartholomew’s wife changed him, especially in the eyes of the residents of St. Giles. They no longer see a successful businessman… only a monster they believe was involved. Dante’s horrific reputation eclipses the truth to the point that he sees no choice but to isolate himself and his heart.

The plan backfires when he meets counselor Beau Clarity and the children he works with. Beau and the kids see beyond the beastly reputation to the beautiful soul inside Dante, and Dante’s cold heart begins to thaw as they slip past his defenses. The warmth and hope Beau brings to Dante’s life help him see his entire existence—his trials and sorrows—in a brighter light.

But Dante’s secrets could rip happiness from their grasp… especially since someone isn’t above hurting those Dante has grown to love in order to bring him down.

Advance Copies at Dreamspinner Press:  https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/taming-the-beast-by-andrew-grey-8936-b

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Coming Soon: Finding the Fairy Tale (Book 3 of the Connor's

"Frankie McCall?" he whispered her name under his breath. It sounded like a prayer.

"What did you say?" His friend asked as they passed the open bistro in the lobby.

"Nothing," he shook his head, but he did look over his shoulder at her one more time to assure himself he wasn't dreaming. It was her. It was Frankie, Francis Ann McCall.

"You seem a bit preoccupied, Lucas." Dale Kennedy his headwaiter told him as they walked outside to their cars.

Lucas Connor let a shy smile leak. "Yeah, I guess I was. Sorry."

"Was she that pretty, boss?" Dale chuckled.

Lucas glanced at him, thankful he couldn't see his real expression, "Yeah, she was."

Dale turned his head in question, "Don't worry, I won't tell Emily. A man has a right to look. You sure you're ready for marriage, though? I mean Emily's a good-looking gal, but…"

"Yeah, sure, I mean, I guess. The wedding's kind of freaking me out, but yeah, Emily is great."

"Okay, if you say so.  See ya in a bit."

Lucas nodded.

He had to admit, his mind wasn't on Emily at the moment. But he was a man, and seeing Frankie again was a shocker. Of all the people he could run into, it had to be Frankie.

He'd broken up with her two years ago. He'd known it was best. He loved Emily. He and Emily could go a long way to making his career happen.

So why did he look at Frankie that way?

Even dressed in black tights, a plaid mini shirt, and black sweater with a white blouse beneath it, he would recognize Frankie anywhere. It wasn't the outfit, it was her luscious body, and her gorgeous black hair that hung in curls around her shoulders and back. She had the warmest brown eyes he'd ever seen. And then he remembered, it wasn't just her luscious body, her beautiful hair, or the fact that she turned him on with just a smile. It was the fact that she listened when he talked. He missed that.

Just that quick glimpse was enough to heat his insides, his gut churning, his face flushing a bit. Dammit! She still had a solid grip on his libido too. Why not, he had the best sex of his life with Frankie. They'd been together five years, in between him dating Emily the last three. He still went back to Frankie. His own guilt played a big part in him breaking up with her.

But from the looks of it, she turned her life around. She had a regular job now and she looked fantastic. Working in a coffee bistro was a shocker.

Woe! He wasn't supposed to notice. But he couldn't stop himself. Frankie was more than lust and sex rolled into a neat little package. She was the best friend he ever had. He could tell her anything, and it wouldn't go any further. So why was he just now noticing her good attributes?

This could be a problem.

He remembered all the times he and Leann, his sister had talked about him leading a double life. "Marry one and dump the other."

"Yeah, but which one?"

"That big brother, is up to you." Leann had laughed with a little sympathy. "But it isn't right the way you are doing it."

"Emily is from a good family, stable, hardworking and we connect on a business level even though I couldn't work with her, myself. Frankie, she listens, she always listens, it's more than sex Leann, it always has been."

"Look," Leann approached him with a kiss on the cheek. "Whatever your heart tells you, is usually right. You think things out too much. But it's what's in your heart that holds the answer."

Lucas sighed, he hadn't gone with his heart, because his libido was also engaged with Frankie. So, he thought their relationship more frivolous. But had it been? Emily would be the wife that would help him achieve all his goals and be there with him.

But had he chosen well? Why was he doubting himself now?
Doubts clouded his good thinking.

One thing was certain, seeing Frankie again made him wonder if he'd chosen well at all.

Of course, pre-wedding jitters often did that, a friend had told him.
A million questions danced in his head as he got into his Ferrari and peeled out of his parking spot.

Memories of him and Frankie swirled through his head as he drove much too fast down the road. He firmed his lips and gripped the steering wheel as his mind flittered to all the good times they had. He'd missed her, really missed her!
Why had he told her goodbye?

He knew why, he couldn't keep her on a string and marry Emily. That would be all wrong. Frankie had been such a good friend to him too. No matter what she was doing, where she was at, she'd stop and listen. She listened when he had self-doubts about what he could do. Come to think of it, it wasn't Emily that reinforced his confidence, it was Frankie. And he had missed that too.
Had he let ambition and making something of himself cloud all his better thinking?

Because one thing was crystal clear now, he still longed to be with Frankie, and not just sexually.

But then he remembered. Emily was an upstanding, beautiful, woman who encouraged him buying his own restaurant and wanted to see him prosper. She knew all the right people and she helped him build quite a clientele. She was the kind of woman he needed on his arm, to guide him along to success. She was goodie-two-shoes. Frankie was the girl across the tracks. And that was how he based his decision.

When Emily found out he was seeing someone else too, she told him to choose. And he did.

But had he made the right decision? He'd often wondered.

What on earth was Frankie doing here? Why now, when the wedding was only a month and a half away did Frankie reappear in his life.

He had to admit something pulled his interest, it always had. But he had to squash that. He was getting married soon, to Emily, they'd dated for three years now and she came from a very old family from New Orleans, too. Emily was a lady, something he was sure he wanted in a woman.

But seeing Frankie, made his heart stir like a locomotive. Why had he had that reaction? He had to admit, it was Frankie that made his heart do a flip-flop.

Perhaps he and Emily had concentrated too much on the business and not enough on the personal level. Because try as he did, he still didn't feel he could tell Emily everything.

Emily had changed too.

What a time for Frankie to reappear. He would have to talk to her, he wanted to talk to her. He still kicked himself a million times for busting up with her. Had he just thought that? Dear God, he had to get Frankie out of his mind, his system. She could easily ruin everything he'd planned for the last year.

Marrying Emily was perfect. She had started as his assistant and she'd been good, but not as good as he wanted her to be. So, Emily in order to spare their relationship took a job in an office downtown and now they had the perfect life.
It was perfect, wasn't it?

At Emily's that afternoon she was busy planning the wedding. It wasn't something he wanted to think about right now. Weddings, the food, the music, the flowers he told her to hire a Wedding Planner, but she insisted that her and her mother could plan it and it wouldn't cost so much. Emily was thrifty, and he should be proud, but now that he was making very good money, he didn't understand her reluctance. He wanted a quiet, simple wedding, with just family and a few friends. Emily's family had already planned two hundred guests. With his family and friends, it would be three hundred guests.

She wanted the wedding at The Rolling Hills Country Club in Arlington where her family were members. She planned on announcing it in the paper.
He wanted a simple outside ranch wedding himself. He found country clubs stuffy and boring.

But it was her wedding and she should have what she wanted, he thought. If only they'd keep the guest list down to about fifty, it might be pleasant. He would try to tone that down, if she'd let him.

Let him? That was the problem. In some things, Emily had taken over for him. At the time it was good, he'd been busy building his restaurant and making famous dishes he knew would please his clientele.

The shy girl that Emily once was, had changed before his eyes and at first it had tickled him, but now, she took on a sophistication he didn't appreciate most of the time. He didn't think she was being herself any longer and it bothered him. She was no longer the sweet, shy girl he fell in love with. She'd put on an air of sophistication, gained confidence in her job, and in the knowledge that she came from a good family. She reminded him of that regularly too. One of the many things that annoyed him. At times Emily was too arrogant and almost to the point of snobbish.  Lucas put little stock in all that, but he had to reconcile this in his mind. He'd chosen Emily, and yet for the life of him, he couldn't remember why. Perhaps it was the very change in her that made him doubt the relationship now.
Still, he'd invested a lot of time into their relationship, he couldn't break it off now. They'd done television shows together and he now had a chance to have his own chef show, his own restaurant and he was making good money. Sometimes Emily regretted taking an office job, but they did get along much better not working together. She wasn't cut out for being a chef. That was all her mother's idea.

Why was he even thinking like that?

"Glad you came by, I want you to taste some cakes." She smiled when she saw him coming toward her. He stopped, bent and kissed her on the lips.

Surprised she smiled.

"Cakes, really?" Lucas rolled his eyes at her.

"We have to have cakes. And we have to get this done. So, taste these and tell me which ones you like, we'll have a bride cake and a groom cake." Emily insisted.
Giving in to her whims had become second nature to Lucas lately. He shrugged and tasted the six cakes before him. There was lemon chiffon, there was chocolate ├ęclair, there was brownie supreme, vanilla ice cream, Strawberry cream, and Red Velvet.

He tasted all of them as Emily and her mother stood close by watching him.

"I definitely like the Red Velvet and Brownie Supreme."

"Oh, but we can't have two chocolates…."

"Then you choose." He insisted.

"I like the vanilla, and the lemon chiffon." She told him.

"Make the grooms cake Red Velvet, for me then."

Emily frowned but nodded, "I guess I should compromise on that, alright. We'll have the Vanilla ice cream and the Red Velvet. I'm so glad you came by. Now do you have a preference for the flowers?"

"I like daisies." Lucas told her.

"Daisies?" she wrinkled her pretty nose up at him. "You have go to be kidding…honey, no one uses daisies for a wedding."

"You asked!" He defended.

"Well, I guess I can't expect a man to pick the flowers, now can I?"

"Best not to, dear." Her mother encouraged shooting Lucas a frown. "You really should take more interest in the wedding plans, Lucas."

"Now mother, Lucas has other things on his mind. Leave him alone."

Three years ago, Emily would have never talked back to her mother, but today, she did it without thinking twice about it. Not that he minded, Mrs. Harper was hard to get along with.

Mrs. Harper didn't like Lucas and she didn't hide the fact either. New Orleans born and bred, Mrs. Harper considered her family aristocratic. The Connors had certainly earned their place in the world too, but he never considered them aristocratic.

Why was he doubting everything today?

And should he see Frankie once more, or leave it alone?

He knew the answer before he asked himself. He wanted to see her!





Wednesday, September 13, 2017

AUTHOR CALL from Romance Collections #BoxedSets #Romance @RomanceBoxedSet

Boxed set opportunities from Romance Collections
Romance Collections is the home to several best-selling sets including the breakout summer hit, Tropical Tryst which crushed the Nook, Kobo and Amazon listings... Remaining in: the Top 50 of all of Nook books for weeks, the Top 50 of all Romance titles on Kobo for weeks, and it's also the set which reached over a dozen #1 categories in Amazon after just one day of sales!

Romance Collections was created by USA Today and International Bestselling Author, Nicole Morgan. As a true believer in the power of branding, effective management, and successful marketing campaigns, Nicole has designed Romance Collections to bring forth exciting stories, written by talented authors, with eye-catching blurbs and beautiful covers that are aimed at making the reader fall in love over and over again.


Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Menages and steamy paranormal romance #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticRomance #Menage

This month I have four releases in different genres, all with steamy romance. 
Three are menages *squeal*.

Let's get started.

SEPTEMBER 1



Including Contemporary, Fantasy, Historical, M/M, F/M/F, Paranormal, Rubenesque, Stepbrother Romance, Threesome, Vampire & Werewolf from bestselling authors.

Featuring Wicked Hot by Tina Donahue


When bad boy rockers Scott and Noah unexpectedly land in Hell, they don’t expect to meet Patience, their lovely admissions coordinator. What happens next is sinfully wicked and pure heaven.




SEPTEMBER 5


AMAZON - iBOOKS - BN - KOBO - GOOGLE PLAY


With the summer months slipping by, the temperature will still stay hot when you read this heart stopping collection of passion and seduction. Brought to you by the authors of Romance Books 4 Us, and written by today’s hottest bestselling authors, there is a little bit of something for everyone in each story. So run, don’t walk, to your nearest online eBook retailer and one-click this compilation of sexy reads which will pull you into… summer nights of delight.

Featuring Make Me Breathless by Tina Donahue

These rugged cowboys know what they want…the biker chick who just became their neighbor.

When Ally inherits a Texas ranch, she’s not about to trade in her Harley for a horse or a cow. However, she is taken with the McCrays, two deliciously virile cousins who own the adjoining land. Lucas and Colt are a hundred percent male whether they’re working their property or stripping to skin to cool off in the creek. Maybe it’s time to meet her neighbors.

Colt’s never known a woman like Ally, sultry yet vulnerable and totally clueless when it comes to ranching. Hell, what kind of man would he be if he didn’t offer to help? Lucas feels the same. Both guys want to give her some fun, Texas style. Long, hard, and thorough.

Ally’s certainly game for a good time, yet the sweetest surprise is what follows.


SEPTEMBER 5



Blurb:

Book one - Taming the Beast

No more Mr. Nice Guy.
For Becca Salt being a witch isn’t all magic. Too curvy and lonely, she spends her nights running a makeover service for demons, vamps, weres, and zombies who want to project a more human, normal side. Their goal? To get the babes without the authorities hunting them down like rabid dogs. Once Becca suppresses the worst of their beast, they’re on the hunt and gone.
Dating has been a definite bitch for Eric Diletto. Although he’s hot and hung, he’s also one of Cupid’s descendants. A god born to believe in courtship, courtesy, and all that other junk. Tired of women dumping him for the bad boys, Eric hires Becca to release his inner beast. Grrrr.
Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. With Eric’s newfound dominance, he’s definitely the man. And the god who intends to take Becca here, there, and everywhere. Who said sorcery and love wasn’t fun?
Warning: A witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy.





SEPTEMBER 21



Blurb:

Book one - Wicked


Two brothers—one woman—unforgettable passion…

Years before, Nikki fell in love with Mitch and Connor, betraying them as only a high school girl could. Now, she’s back and needs their help.

Powerful and commanding, Mitch has never stopped craving Nikki. Connor hungers for her as badly, but isn’t ready to forgive. If she needs some fast cash by working at their gentlemen’s club, she’ll have to audition by stripping for them.

Gladly. Aroused by their shameless scrutiny, Nikki’s willing to do whatever it takes to be near them again…even being punished in the BDSM Room or starring in one of Connor’s erotic films. Mitch won’t have it, unless he and Connor are the ones mounting and enjoying her.

On a sultry weekend in a secluded island mansion, desire reignites on camera and off as Nikki surrenders to their lust, dominance, and exquisite discipline, reawakening their timeless bond and the beginning of forgiveness.






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