Release Day!

Susan Summerhouse is finally here to tell you her crazy story. You can get this book at Lulu.com or Melange-books.com and soon to all online bookstores.

Welcome Cassandra Carr

See the Light

Cassandra Carr

Hockey player Jason Monroe lives a double life—star defenseman and soon-to-be Olympian on the ice and closeted gay man outside the rink. A serious relationship is out of the question, and Jason makes do with anonymous sex in barroom bathrooms, not willing to take the chance on coming out as gay in a decidedly macho sport.

Advisor to the US Olympic hockey team Patrick Parker knows a thing or two about being a professional hockey player who’s not out. He’s fifteen years older than Jason, and when he senses the sexy younger man is interested, he knows he shouldn’t give in to the attraction. The two men can’t keep their hands off each other, though, and with each heated encounter it gets harder to hide their relationship. Then their world blows up around them, forcing them into the limelight. Will their love survive or be put on ice?

Excerpt:

Jason stared at the other man, the lust burning him where he stood. He moved even closer, like a moth to a flame.

What the fuck am I doing?

Apparently Patrick didn’t know either, because his expression became alarmed. “What?”

I can’t stop.

“I need to do this.”

Not giving Patrick a chance to react to his words, Jason grabbed him, one hand palming the back of Patrick’s head as Jason’s other arm snaked around the man’s waist, pulling him into Patrick’s rock-hard body. It was obvious the man kept in shape, despite his playing days being over, and a tortured moan escaped before he could stop it. Jason dived into Patrick’s mouth as the passion flared, melting him from the inside out. He hadn’t kissed a man in years, and he realized how much he’d missed it as the kiss went on and on, neither man willing to let the other go.

He could feel Patrick’s cock as it lined up with his, and even through layers of clothing Jason felt the heat pouring off the other man. It made him want to submit to anything Patrick desired, which confused him. Honestly Jason couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a man’s dick in his mouth, but right now he’d give just about anything to suck Patrick off.

Patrick pushed them backward until they crashed into the wall, never letting their lips separate as he took control of the kiss. With a growl,  the older man reached down and cupped Jason’s ass, pulling their cocks even closer and rubbing them together. Jason turned his head to the side with a gasp to break the kiss before 

Welcome Ashley Nemer

1)      What name do you write under?  Ashley Nemer

2)      What Genre do you write? Paranormal Romance/ Science Fiction, Mystery/Fiction, Holiday Romance, Poetry

 3)      Tell me about your latest book you’re promoting. Right now I’m promoting Maverick Touch: The Cat which is a self-published book about a news reporter named Nadia Maverick who can’t seem to stay out of trouble. It’s like April O’Neal meets Dexter. The antagonist and her strike up a dialog/friendship the sparks start to fly but not in a romantic sense. She ends up becoming the target of the real villain in the story.

4)      What is your favorite part of writing? The freedom to create whatever world I want.

5)      What is one tip you would give a writer just starting out? Never give up.

6)      Blog or Website address? www.ashleynemer.com ashleynemer.blogspot.com

Savvy Authors - It’s Only Words by T.D Jones

Savvy Authors - It’s Only Words by T.D Jones

XoXo is having a treasure hunt. Come learn about my books.

Coming Up For Air-Maggie Dawson was left at the altar at the young age of eighteen. Now years later Kevin Walker is back in town and Maggie’s life is turned upside down. She is determined not to fall in love with this guy for a second time. He broke her heart once, she is not letting him do it again or is she? Kevin Walker comes back to Clover, Texas to sell the family ranch and never expects to run into Maggie, who is now the town doctor. He starts to fall in love with her again, but will she let him in?      

Maggie always had a secret thought deep down in her heart that someday Kevin would come back to her. He would say he was sorry for leaving, and everything would be wonderful. They would live happily ever after like in the fairy tales. Never in the fairy tale did she dream that her prince would come back to town, and bring his pregnant fiancée with him.
Wedding Dresses and Spurs-Savannah Monroe is a wedding dress designer who is delivering one of her latest designs to a client in Twin Stars, Texas. Not only does Savannah deliver the dress but her life changes in the process.

Both books can be purchases at www.XoXopublishing.com 

Elizabeth Gilbert: Your elusive creative genius

Workshop

I will be teaching a workshop called "It's Only Words" starting April 1-28, 2013. Go to www.savvyauthors.com to see more information about it.

Welcome Naomi Shaw

Welcome:

First off, I must thank you for hosting me on my tour of promotion. I am excited about this book, Unexpected Lessons, which is the first of a series

First off, though, let me tell you a little about myself.

I had a strict upbringing and attended a church school. Despite huge health setbacks, I left school at 16 with a handful of exam passes and the ability to play a brass instrument, which I continue to embrace.

I had a fun, if interesting time at college, learning accounting, as I was put into a class of 13 men and no other women. I have memories of that time which may sneak their way into future books LOL.

I’ve always loved reading and had a secret desire to write. I finally plucked up the courage with help from a few friends online, after I had to leave work (health reasons again). I had worked as a receptionist at a doctor’s surgery for over 20 years.

 I have been married to a wonderful man for 25 years.  We had one child, a daughter, now 23 years old and flown the nest. Hey, I’m giving my age away here LOL.

 So then, on to the writer in me.

Naomi Shaw is the alter ego of a married English woman who, despite being a romantic at heart has a desire to pen naughty fantasies. After starting to write erotica three years ago quite by accident, she continued writing and expanded it, exploring the many different sides of erotica. Looks can be deceiving. To look at Naomi you would never believe the wild sexy stories that lie hidden in her mind, waiting to surface.

Now on to my book Unexpected Lessons

I originally submitted this with a slightly different title in the first half of the year to Naughty Nights Press for an anthology call. However, I got an email asking me to extend the story for a book in its own right. I added more scenes and doubled the length. I was so thrilled when Unexpected Lessons was accepted. The release date is 31 December 2012.

Synopsis:

Kyla Morgan a twenty-year old hardworking student is studying for a science degree at university has a secret crush on her teacher, Professor Cordon, and spends many a night fantasizing about him. Kyla enjoys an early morning, frantic masturbation session to the image of her Professor, never dreaming she’d have a chance to make her dreams real. But, later, during classes, Professor Cordon asks Kyla to stay behind to speak to him after class about her issue with inattention. With the door closed and blinds drawn Kyla sees a different side to him; one she very much enjoys. Especially when she finds out this is not going to be a one-time thing.

Kyla shares a room with her friend Bev, a sassy girl from a farming family. What she does not know is that Bev longs to have an intimate relationship with her. Kyla has also always harbored the secret desire to know a woman. They share a glass of wine and relax while in their room one evening and a natural progression leads Bev to fulfill both their desires. Bev introduces Kyla to how wonderful it can be in a steamy girl on girl session that teaches her so much more than she ever expected.

Buy link

http://naughtynightspress.com/nnpstore2/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=11&products_id=73

www.authornaomishaw.com

Christmas/New Year's Basket Giveaway!

CHRISTMAS/NEW YEAR’S BASKET GIVEAWAY!

Enter until Dec. 31^st

Drawing will be Jan. 1^st

What you can win:

Signed copy of Hot Days

Signed copy of Salem’s World

(2) Colored glass wine corks

(2) Unique bracelets

(2) Cute metal bookmarks

(1) Colorful luggage tag

(1)Beach bag

(1) Compact mirror

(1) Bath & Body Work lotion set

(1) Christmas Notepad

(1) $50 Visa Card

(1) $25 Chili’s Card

Go to www.tdjones.weebly.com/contest to enter

Draft cover for Summerhouse Blues

Here is the draft cover for Summerhouse Blues. A tidbit about Susan Summerhouse, she loves her local donuts shop.  This book will be out in Jan 2013

Welcome Honey Jans

Welcome Author.

1.      What name do you write under?  I write under Honey Jans

2.      What Genre do you write? I primarily write erotic romance but I’ve also dabbled in romantic suspense paranormal romance and futuristic romance.

3.      Tell me about your latest book you’re promoting? I’m doing a 6 part erotic romp for Red Rose Publishing.  I’ve always wanted to do a serial and this was the perfect opportunity.

ARRESTED BY HER SHEIK

      Mix one quiet librarian looking for a good time. A sexy Arab-Greek Sheik in cops clothing signing on to teach her all about sex. And criminals who will stop at nothing to get what they want...namely her dead. And you have Arrested by her Sheik. I hope you’ll come along on this thrill ride of adventure as Mandy Wilson finds out what it’s like to be Arrested by her Sheik.

4.      What is your favorite part of writing? I love telling my character’s stories and I love world building.  The developing romance is what keeps me writing.

5.      What is one tip you would give a writer just starting out? Talk to other writers.  They can be a great source of encouragement and join a good critique group.  It’s how I started out.

6.      Blog or Website address?  my website is www.honeyjans.com  my blog is http://atasteofhoneyjans.blogspot.com

Welcome Linda Andrews

1)      What name do you write under? I write under my given name, Linda Andrews.

2)      What Genre do you write? I write paranormal, fantasy and scifi romances plus horror.

3)      Tell me about your latest book you’re promoting?

Brianna is a historical paranormal romance. The heroine is traveling to Egypt to return a necklace to sands and protect it from those who would use it for their own purposes. She is traveling with her friend and a rather mangy cat that is an Egyptian goddess in disguise. The hero is sent but her father to retrieve her and return her to her family. Needless to say, Brianna isn’t going to allow that. Besides, she has her own plans for the hero.

4)      What is your favorite part of writing?

I like the editing part because it really makes the book shine and the hard part, getting the words on paper is already done.

5)      What is one tip you would give a writer just starting out?

Believe in yourself. Most authors undergo a lot of hard knocks during their career so it is important to have faith in your talent and your story.

6)      Blog or Website address?

My blog is http://lindaandrews.wordpress.com

And my website is http://www.lindaandrews.net

My thoughts on my first book festival

How lucky could I get to have a cowboy as my neighbor at the tables!

Let me say first off a big thank you to Randall Ham and all the people who put the first Ector County Library Book Festival together. They did a wonderful job and even with the weather turning cold and things had to be changed at the last minute, every one kept a smile on their faces.

Ok, now to my thought on participating in my first book festival. I was actually surprised that I had as much fun as I did. Met some wonderful people and got to visit with some other authors. It was amazing all the creativity that was filling the room and it was fun seeing everyone’s books.

One of my favorite things to watch was everyone setting up their tables. Some had just books and flyers to give out and others had a little light show and big poster board of their book covers. The one thing I did notice is that no one went in and stood around wondering how their table was going to look. Everyone got right to work and knew the finished look they wanted. I wondered if they were like me and had it all set up on their bed the day before studying it and making sure every item on that table worked.  Also if you can take a helper, do it. My Aunt Hazel was a huge help in taking care of the money and being there if more promotion stuff needed to be put out, while I visited and signed books.

My wonderful helper. Thanks Aunt Hazel!

Let me tell you a bit about my table. I wanted a somewhat western theme and everything on my table had to have a purpose. I was only selling three of my books at this event, Wrangled Hearts, Salem’s World, and Hot Days. So I had my three sets of books and then I was doing a drawing for two gift cards so had paper and pen and a container to hold the entries.  Since I was expecting little kids to the event I also had little western note pads to give out. I had a little candy bowl with some bandanna wrapped mints. Off to the side I had colored bags which I signed on the outside, and placed a sheet with all my blurbs of books and a business card stapled to the sheet.  I put some of the candy in those bags with some other little promo cards listing books. I gave these bags out to everyone that stopped at my table no matter if you purchased or not.

My main goal was to not let anyone stop by my table and leave empty handed. I wanted them to remember my name so the free bags with the promo stuff worked well and I accomplished that goal. I walked around a bit and I noticed a lot weren't giving out anything and other gave a book mark or something. I understand money is tight and I can tell you that for my bandanna mints, a table cloth, western note pads, and colored plastic bags at Oriental Trading.com I spent under $10. My thought is never let them walk away from your table empty handed.

Also since I love to do gift card drawings so the gift card entry was a big hit and it kept them at my table just a little longer and some even started up a conversation. The one thing I didn't do is I rarely sat down. I was always standing up and ready to greet.  I wanted to feel just like a friend someone was standing around talking to.

Overall I felt my table went as planned. I sold books, gave away promotional stuff and I believe the readers went away feeling they were glad they made a stop at my table.  Book Festivals take time and energy, but I plan on doing at least one a year until I retire. After that I may just travel and do them all the time!

Don't forget to tell all your friends and family about the event so they can come out and support you.

Friends resting after coming to support me...Thanks guys!

Welcome Jenny Twist

Bio

Jenny Twist was born in York and brought up in the West Yorkshire mill town of Heckmondwike, the eldest grandchild of a huge extended family. 

She left school at fifteen and went to work in an asbestos factory. After working in various jobs, including bacon-packer and escapologist’s assistant, she returned to full-time education and did a BA in history at Manchester and post-graduate studies at Oxford.

She stayed in Oxford working as a recruitment consultant for many years and it was there that she met and married her husband, Vic.

In 2001 they retired and moved to Southern Spain where they live with their rather eccentric dog and cat

Her first book, Take One At Bedtime, was published in April 2011 and the second, Domingo’s Angel, was published in July 2011. Her novella, Doppelganger, was published in the anthology Curious Hearts in July 2011, Uncle Vernon, was published in Spellbound, in November 2011, Jamey and the Alien and Uncle Albert’s Christmas were published in Warm Christmas Wishes in December 2011, Mantequero was published in the anthology Winter Wonders in December 2011 and Away With the Fairies, her first self-published story, in September 2012.

Her new anthology, with Tara Fox Hall, Bedtime Shadows, a collection of spooky, speculative and romance stories, was published 24^th September 2012.

Her new novel, All in the Mind, about an old woman who mysteriously begins to get younger, will be published 24^th October 2012.

Excerpt:

“Lucy!”

June stopped dead in the bedroom doorway. Lucy was sitting staring at the wall. Again. She did it all the time these days. Mum said she was suffering from some sort of condition that made her go into a trance. It sounded like someone's name – Betty Moll? – something like that. But Granny McCurdle said, “Och, she's away wi' the fairies again.” And that sounded so much nicer.

Even so, she didn't want to wake her up. You weren't supposed to wake people up if they were sleepwalking. Maybe it was the same with a trance. She didn't know what happened to them. Did they die? Or go mad? She just didn't want to take the chance. So she moved across the room very quietly and sat beside her sister on the bed.

There was a tiny tear in the wallpaper just opposite where Lucy was sitting. Lucy said that was what she had to concentrate on to make the trance come. Only she didn't call it a trance. She said she went to look at Fairyland.

June leant forward and stared at the tear in the paper. It was that kind of lumpy paper called Anna something – Anna Galloper? The wall remained blank and ordinary. June sat back a bit and refocussed. And there was something – just the slightest suggestion of green - a pale shifting of green shadows, a bit like a film being projected onto a screen. Fascinated, she concentrated harder. Then, just as the shadows started to coalesce into a picture, the cat, Mitzy, shot across the room and ran straight into the wall. Straight into the middle of what had become a picture of a forest. And she ran into the shadows under the trees and disappeared behind a trunk.

June gasped with shock.
“Mitzy!” Lucy stood up and ran after the cat, straight through - or was it into - the wall. But the wall wasn't there anymore. A real live forest was standing beyond the hole where the wall was supposed to be. 

Shaking, June stood up, her hands outstretched like a blind man, feeling in front of her for where the wall used to be. Then with an audible pop! the wall reappeared, just at the ends of her fingers. She felt it smack against them as it came back.

“Whoo!” June sat down again suddenly and stared at the wall. It was white and blank and innocent again. She remained staring at the wall for a long time.

****

Friends on Sunday Welcomes "Jenny Twist and Tara Fox Hall

Welcome Jenny Twist:

Jenny Twist was born in York and brought up in the West Yorkshire mill town of Heckmondwike, the eldest grandchild of a huge extended family. 

She left school at fifteen and went to work in an asbestos factory. After working in various jobs, including bacon-packer and escapologist’s assistant, she returned to full-time education and did a BA in history at Manchester and post-graduate studies at Oxford.

She stayed in Oxford working as a recruitment consultant for many years and it was there that she met and married her husband, Vic.

In 2001 they retired and moved to Southern Spain where they live with their rather eccentric dog and cat

Her first book, Take One At Bedtime, was published in April 2011 and the second, Domingo’s Angel, was published in July 2011. Her novella, Doppelganger, was published in the anthology Curious Hearts in July 2011, Uncle Vernon, was published in Spellbound, in November 2011, Jamey and the Alien and Uncle Albert’s Christmas were published in Warm Christmas Wishes in December 2011, Mantequero was published in the anthology Winter Wonders in December 2011 and Away With the Fairies, her first self-published story, in September 2012.

Her new anthology, with Tara Fox Hall, Bedtime Shadows, a collection of spooky, speculative and romance stories, was published 24^th September 2012.

Her new novel, All in the Mind, about an old woman who mysteriously begins to get younger, will be published 24^th October 2012.

THE MAN WITH NO FACE

Jenny Twist

I read somewhere that most people have no memory before the age of five and that very few indeed can remember anything before the age of two. It's not that babies can't think. It's that they haven't learnt how to save their thoughts as memories.

But I have a memory much earlier than that.

I am sitting in my pram. I know I am in a pram because the hood is up and the view in front of me is framed by the edge of the hood. I can see this very clearly. It has a trim of elasticated material, black with a white pattern. The pattern may be writing. I can't tell because I am too young to read. Through the hood, in front of me, is a garden, bounded by a high brick wall. The wall is covered in a riot of red flowers. I know now the plant is Japonica but in the memory I have no words for anything. In the middle of the garden there are two people locked in a clumsy embrace. Either they are standing very still or the memory is a still picture – a snapshot in time.

I can see the woman very clearly. She is wearing a white cotton frock with a pattern of tiny blue flowers. Her face is turned towards me and it bears an expression of anguish. I think she is my mother.

But I can't see the man clearly at all. I'm not even sure it is a man. But I think it is. He is a shadowy figure, one hand gripping my mother, if she is my mother, the other held over his head. He is holding something aloft, something long and thin – a stick perhaps. I can't see it clearly at all. Everything about the man is out of focus.

I have always believed that if I could just see his face, if I could identify him, I would understand everything.

Welcome Tara Hall:

Tara was born in the United States, earned her bachelor’s degree in Mathematics with a double minor in science at the State University of New York at Binghamton, and is currently an OSHA-certified safety and health inspector at a metal fabrication shop. In addition to speculative fiction, Tara Fox Hall’s writing credits include nonfiction, action-adventure, and contemporary and historical paranormal romance. She is the author of the paranormal action-adventure Lash series and the vampire romantic suspense Promise Me series.

TAKE THE CHANCE

Tara Fox Hall

            The lessons of history were there. We just didn't see them.

            It began a long time ago, when I was young. I distantly remember going to school, playing outside with my friends, and having a small dog. Then everything changed. Groups began fighting in our government. Instead of working together to find a solution, each side blamed the other for its woes, and for the troubles of the rest of the world. The tensions mounted, both in the halls of our founding fathers, and in the lands around them.

            There was no large-scale attack by an aggressing country, or any terrible carnage. But the fear seemed to grow in every one of us anyway. We began to distrust those around us, the ones who spoke their minds, unafraid of the consequences. We kept to our own families more and more, shunning those that demanded action.

            People began disappearing. At first, it was the wilder ones, the ones who caused trouble, who insisted on freedoms. That was sort of a relief, to not have them around anymore, telling us constantly that we needed to stand up for ourselves. We had families and belongings. We had to protect them. It was a small price to pay, just to conform.

            Instead of peace, the fear grew. It was an unnamed fear that came from inside, immobilizing and sucking the happiness from everything. It was enough to be safe and have loved ones near. Asking for more than that seemed wrong.

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Thank you so much!

So ME!

This sign is so me right now. I have so many writing projects going on and then the full time job...stress level is here and not leaving for awhile!

The fun in entering a contest!

This year I entered the So You Think You Can Write (SYTYCW) contest by Harlequin and I have to say, I'm having a blast. Not only do you have to submit your first chapter and go through a voting process and then if you are lucky enough to get to be one of the 25 picked to move on up, then you submit your whole story and of course more voting and reviewing.
I figure it's a win win situation. I write a story and if I don't win I still have a full story to submit somewhere.
So don't bypass the contest, there just might be something good that comes out of them. Good luck to anyone that ever takes a leap and enters one.

Welcome Tamaria Soana

Naughty Little Bedtime Stories

Tamaria Soana

Tamaria Soana is middle-aged but feels like her life has just begun. She writes contemporary romance stories with a high heat level that always end with a 'happily ever after'. Growing up, she loved to read and make up new places in her head to escape to. In her late teens she began writing short stories and poetry. It wasn't until her late thirties before she began to spin a full story.

She's married and a stay-at-home mom of two beautiful young girls. They reside in Western New York. Cuddling up with a good book under an electric throw is her way to escape the cold Buffalo nights.

Besides writing, she co-owns Shades of Rose Marketing and Shades of Rose YA Marketing, and she also hosts a talk show on Talkshoe called Live with Tamaria ~ Giving Authors a Voice.

You can find Tamaria at the following places:

Blog / Twitter / Facebook

Bedtime stories that will heat up your night.

Naughty Little Bedtime Stories contains twelve short stories that will arouse your senses. You'll find stories that contain light bondage, food play, ménage (m/m/f), and other erotic events. Each story has a different setting and couple who explore all things naughty in and out of the bedroom.

Content Warning: adult language, graphic sexual situations

Purchase: Beach walk Press

Excerpt:

EXCERPT FROM Strawberries and Whipped Cream

We ate dinner, drank some wine, and talked about our week. Maybe tonight I would finally pop the question. After cleaning up, I refilled our glasses.

"Did you get something for dessert?" Emma asked.

I smiled. "Yes, I did. Why don't you go into the living room and make yourself comfortable while I get it ready."

"Okay. Are you sure you don't need help?"

"I'm sure."

After she left the kitchen, I gathered the bowl of strawberries and can whipped cream from the fridge. I walked in the room to find her on the couch, sipping her wine. I sat down next to her and placed the food on the coffee table.

"I love strawberries, but why the can of whipped cream?" she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Close your eyes. No peeking," I whispered in her ear.

I took a strawberry and traced her bottom lip with it. She opened her mouth slightly, and I allowed her to take a small bite. A low moan escaped her lips, and my dick twitched in response. I began to feed her another piece of fruit. My cock was getting harder by the minute as I watched her lips wrap around the strawberries.

"I want to feed you one," she said as she opened her eyes.

"I have a better idea. Close your eyes," I said in a deep voice.

Emma sighed and closed her eyes. I picked up a strawberry and touched her bottom lip with it, and she opened her mouth to take it in. I leaned in and bit the other end, letting our lips meet and eliciting a faint squeal from her.

"Would you like some whipped cream?" I asked her as I grabbed the can and shook it.

"Yes," she whimpered.

I squirted some whipped cream on her bottom lip. She seductively licked them while looking at me lustfully. I groaned, shifted to adjust myself, and placed my lips on hers. She wrapped her arms around me and the kiss deepened. Our tongues rubbed against each other. She tasted like whipped cream. Pulling away, I placed kisses down her neck and made my way to her chest. I lifted her shirt over her head. She was wearing a pink lace bra.

"Beautiful," I whispered as I reached around her and unhooked her bra. I slid the straps off her arms, placing more kisses on her neck. "Lay back," I told her as I took my shirt off.

I unbuttoned her jeans and slowly unzipped them. She lifted herself up as I slid them down her amazing legs and threw them on the floor. She was a sight to behold in just a pair of pink boy shorts.

"Do you trust me?" I asked.


EXCERPT FROM Instant Attraction

We walked out of the restaurant and down the hall into the main lobby of the hotel, my eyes scanning for any photographers. I really didn't want my face all over the tabloids tomorrow.

"I had a great time meeting you today. So, what now?" Slade asked as he looked deep into my eyes.

"I don't know," I whispered. I didn't want the afternoon to end.

"I don't want to leave you just yet, Jewel," he whispered in a sexy tone.

I bit my bottom lip and started to fidget. "Then don't." I took a deep breath, trying to figure out everything that was racing through my head. "Would you like to come to my suite for a drink, maybe?" I couldn't believe I'd just asked him that, but I knew what I wanted, and at the moment it was him.

"I thought you'd never ask."

We stepped in the elevator and the doors closed. We were alone. Before I could process what I was doing I was kissing him. The simple kiss set all the nerves in my body on fire. The elevator stopped and I pulled away as the doors opened.

"This is my floor," I said breathlessly.

We walked into the hallway in silence. The tension between us was so strong. We reached my suite and I swiped my card to open the door. I could feel his gaze on me, it was making me nervous and turning me on at the same time. My stomach was in knots as I walked in, but not the bad kind of knots, the I-want-to-jump-him kind of knots. He was making me crazy. I truly just wanted to go with what I was feeling. I was so attracted to him. As soon as the door shut Slade pushed me against the wall and started kissing me.

"Jewel, you are so alluring," he said as he kissed my neck.

"Slade," I moaned. I could feel how hard he was as he pressed harder into me.

"I want you," he said as his hand grazed my breast. "Do you want me?"

"Yes!" My heart was pounding in my chest as I led him to the bed. His urgent lips were on mine. He unzipped my sundress and it fell to the floor, leaving me in only a black lace bra and thong.

"So sexy," he whispered in my ear as he kissed my neck.

'Oh, So Good!'

As writers we want to think all our stories are wonderful pieces of work that everyone is going to fall in love with, but in reality they aren’t. The big question is how you know when one is it. The one where you say ‘Oh, So Good!’

For me I know when a story is turning out the way I like because I can’t quit working on it. I’m as excited to write it as I hope the reader is to read it. I think about it at work, during sleep. I anxiously wait to see what the characters are going to do next. They become alive to me and it’s as if I’m hanging out with the greatest friends I ever had.

I wish I could say I get that with every book, but it just doesn’t happen. Of course I love every book I write and every character that comes to me wanting their story to be told, but there are only a few that I can say that I truly have fallen in love with and they will always hold a special place in my heart.

Most of the time after I write a book and it’s published I move on and rarely visit those characters again. It’s hard for a character to hold my interest after they have helped me tell their story. The one book that has stuck with me passed being published is “Cockeyed Cowboy From Crockett County”. There’s nothing really special about this small story. The reader isn’t going to read it and think it has healed them in some way.  

The one thing that did happen is I had the best time writing it. I fell in love with Sheriff Will Tanner. He wasn’t perfect. He wasn’t afraid to show his flaws and could really careless what anyone thought about him. He wasn’t there to please anyone. He came to me one night in a dream and he wasn’t pushy like the rest of my characters usually are, he was more like “hey I have a story if you want to tell it.” It was as if he was saying I could take it or leave it, didn’t really matter to him.

While I was writing his story I knew it was “Oh, So Good! There was something about this story that empowered me. It made me think I could write anything I wanted.

Do you have that one story that will stay with you forever? My wish to each and every one of you as writers is you find your ‘Oh, So Good!’

Welcome Liz Grace Davis

1)      What name do you write under?

My pen name is Liz Grace Davis

2)      What Genre do you write?

I enjoy writing different genres. Currently I have two novels published. Tangi’s Teardrops is a young adult fantasy and Chocolate Aftertaste a romantic women’s fiction.

3)      Tell me about your latest book you’re promoting?

Nora Darkin has always done what her father expected of her, lived up to his expectations. Then she almost marries the wrong man just to please him. She suddenly realizes that she has sacrificed too much of her happiness and given up too many of her dreams. Even though it hurts to stand up to her domineering father, she does.

Determined to make it on her own, she moves to Dreara, a small town, hoping for a chance to rediscover herself and take a step toward her dreams. She had always dreamt of becoming a chef and now that her father has no say in her life, she can do what she loves.

In Dreara, Nora makes good friends and finds out what it means to be happy. She never expected to fall in love. But it’s a rocky road for her, so many challenges to overcome before “The End”.

4)      What is your favorite part of writing?

When I finish the first draft. The story is written and just needs to be polished. I love that feeling.

5)      What is one tip you would give a writer just starting out?

Write what you love to read, not what you think you should write. Write from the heart. Some people might not like your book (s), some reviews might be very harsh and painful. It’s okay. It will hurt at first, but don’t let that hold you back. There will be readers who enjoy what you write and will root for you.

6)      Blog or Website address?

Blog. You can visit me at www.novel-moments.blogspot.com

Thank you so much for featuring my novel. You’re very kind. I hope your readers will enjoy Chocolate Aftertaste.

Review for Stardust Miracle

 I just finished reading Stardust Miracle by Edie Ramer. This book had me laughing, crying and making me wish I had a sister. I don't want to give anything away so let me just say if you are looking for a fun read this is the book.
Becky Diedrich is a pastor's wife and is looking for a miracle, something to give her life meaning.  Does she get that miracle? Can't tell you, but I can tell you she experiences things that she never thought would happen to her.
This story surprised me when I wasn't expecting it and made me cry when I didn't think there was any hope for Becky or her sister. With the help of some wonderful, secondary characters this book never stalls. The author does a great job with details and makes you feel like you are living in Miracle, Wisconsin right along with Becky.
After reading this book you will be looking for your own sparkles. I rate this book five stars!

Welcome Kaylie Newell

Teaching Officer Lonesome

By Kaylie Newell

A sexy cop with a broken heart is about to be taught a lesson.

Hope Marlow is a twenty-two-year-old seasoned vet when it comes to steamy one-night stands. Hope has had a hard life. From the wrong side of the tracks and abandoned by her mother, she finds herself trying to raise her little sister on a salary that barely pays the bills each month. She's tough, jaded, but when she's pulled over one sweltering summer afternoon for not using her turn signal, she meets her match in a sexually inexperienced cop twice her age.

The day Jack Malone stopped Hope is one he can't forget. It's more than the way she looked in the miniskirt and hot pink tank top, it's her confidence that keeps coming back to haunt him. But Jack is still reeling from his wife's death a year ago, and Hope represents things he thinks he can't have with a woman—passion and a new beginning. Plus, there's the fact that she's practically half his age.

Hope sees things differently. The age difference doesn't bother her, but while Jack craves an emotional connection, Hope has no interest in that. She's an expert at pushing her emotions aside, and she knows that if Jack would let her, she could teach him how fulfilling lust alone can be. With that in mind, she sets out to seduce the sexy cop.

It's only during their first night of passion that they both discover how much they've been missing.

Content Warning: contains sensual sex and some explicit language

About The Author

For Kaylie Newell, storytelling is in the blood. Growing up the daughter of two gifted writers, she knew eventually she’d want to follow in their footsteps. While she’s written short stories her whole life, it wasn’t until after her kids were born that she decided to shoot for the moon and write her first romance novel. She hasn’t looked back since!

Kaylie lives in Southern Oregon with her husband, two little girls, an elderly Chihuahua mix, and two indifferent cats.

She would love to hear from you! You can find her at:
Website: http://www.kaylienewell.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/KaylieNewell
Twitter: http://twitter.com/KaylieNewell

Excerpt

Before her knees could touch the linoleum, Jack grabbed her and pulled her up again. "I don't even know you, Hope. And you don't know me. Don't you think there's something off here?"

"No."

He grunted.

"Well, I don't," she said. "You're a guy. Guys like sex. They understand it. They relate to it. It's how you operate. Lucky for you, I happen to speak guy."

The beginnings of a smile touched his lips. "I don't operate like that. I don't just sleep with random women. I need more than this."

More than this. Hope considered herself pretty tough. She was young, but she'd seen a lot. Her father's abuse, her mother's abandonment, extreme poverty. She'd seen her fair share. But despite that, hearing those words coming from this man, hurt. A lot. She wasn't good enough.

She dropped her hands and stepped back. "I see."

He must have recognized the look on her face, because he immediately reached out again. She pulled away and sat heavily on the couch.

"That's not what I meant."

She bit the inside of her cheek, unable to look at him. "I know what you meant. And that's okay. It really is."

Liar. It's not okay. It's never going to be okay. The steel wall around her heart magically gained another layer as she made a bitter mental note. It's official. Sexy, older soccer dads who look fantastic in their work uniforms, and who also happen to be handy around the house, are off your list, missy.

Jack bent down and took her hands. When she tried to pull them back, he tightened his grip. "Will you listen to me for a second?"

She stared at the floor as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. When he touched his fingers to her chin, they were warm and calloused, rough and sexy. He raised her head gently until she had no choice but to look him in the face.

"That's not what I meant," he said, his voice low. "You're a beautiful young woman. Any man would be lucky to have you."

She clamped her teeth together. I will not cry, I will not cry, I will not cry.

"I didn't mean I need more than this." Emphasizing the last word, his eyes fell, lingering for a moment on her breasts. "I meant I need more in the form of a relationship."

"A relationship?" She searched his face for any sign he was joking, but found none. He really was too good to be true. "Seriously?"

"Why's that so hard to believe?"

"I've just never met a guy who actually wanted a relationship before sex." She smiled a little, but he remained serious.

"I don't think sex should be a casual thing. I think you should love someone first. Or at least have feelings for them."

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she wondered if she could convince him otherwise. She happened to know sex could be mind-blowing even if you weren't head over heels in love.

"Can I ask you something?" she said.

He sat back on his heels. "Shoot."

"How many women have you been with?"

His face colored, even through the thick, dark stubble which prickled his neck and jaw. "That's none of your business, Hope."

"I think it's relevant to the conversation we're having."

"I'm not discussing this with you."

"Maybe you should."

He was quiet for a minute, and so was she. They stared at each other for a long moment before he spoke again.

"I'm flattered. I really am. But I'm too old for you."

"You think you're too old for me. I feel differently."

He smiled in a way that said he was done talking about it. "I'm too old for you. But I'd like to be friends. Do you think we can manage that?"

Sure. Whatever.

Sticking his hand out to shake, he was suddenly Officer Malone again. The aloof and businesslike cop who had stopped her last week for the blinker thingy.

"Sure," she said, feeling like a little girl with a hopeless crush. "Friends."

Welcome Liz R. Newman

What name do you write under?
Liz R. Newman, although for future works I will be listed as Liz Newman.  It seems every time my name is mentioned in the press or in regards to book signings, the scribe always forgets to include the R.  I think omitting the letter makes things easier for everyone except another Liz Newman who shares the same email server as I do and is inundated with emails meant for me.  My website address will remain the same, as well as my email address, both named lizrnewman.

What genre do you write?
I venture into several genres.  The standard advice for writers, it seems, is to write what you love to read.  I love literary fiction with strong romantic elements, in YA (Young Adult), contemporary, historical, and fantasy.

Tell me about the latest book you're promoting.
The Movie Star's Wife is a tale of love and longing, Hollywood style!

The wife of a major movie star commits to helping her dearest friend conceal a secret from the public eye but is tempted away from loyalty by the promise of true love.

Juliet James, aka Julie Streets, is a former starlet married to one of the biggest action stars in history. He's handsome, sexy, and her best friend. There's only one thing keeping them from falling in love. Enter a world of glamour and riches where all of the indulgences of heaven are there for the taking, but the trappings of a marriage of convenience have made life a living hell. A chance meeting prompts Juliet to change her situation when she comes across a romantic interest she just can't stay away from.

What is your favorite part of writing?
I love becoming enmeshed in a character's world and soaking up all of the wonderful details in their lives.

What is one tip you would give a writer just starting out?
Learn the craft.  Then break the rules.

Blog or website address:
www.lizrnewman.net

Thank you for having me as a guest.

Welcome Marie-Nicole Ryan

Welcome Author.

1)      What name do you write under?  Marie-Nicole Ryan

2)      What Genre(s) do you write?  Erotic Historical Western romance, Contemporary Romantic Suspense

3)      Tell me about your latest book you’re promoting? TAMING TALIA is book two of my Loving the Lawman series. It is an erotic historical western which takes place in 1889 in the northeast New Mexico Territory.

4)      What is your favorite part of writing? Finishing the first draft. After that I love the editorial phase which shows me just how much more the story needs to make it the best it can be.

5)      What is one tip you would give a writer just starting out? Accept that you’re not nearly as good as you think you are and that you’ll always need to strive to be better. A good editor will help you make your story better and not stifle your voice.

6)      Blog or Website address? http://marienicoleryan.com

Facebook: http://facebook.com/marienicoleryan.author

Twitter: @marienicoleryan

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1166849.Marie_Nicole_Ryan

7)      Buy Links:

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/taming-talia-marie-nicole-ryan/1110684911?ean=9781619211254

http://www.amazon.com/Taming-Talia-Loving-Lawman-ebook/dp/B008194788

http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/taming-talia/id525519452?mt=11

http://www.diesel-ebooks.com/item/9781619211254/Ryan-Marie-Nicole-Taming-Talia/1.html

Welcome Nadia Scrieva

Nadia Scrieva was born and raised in Toronto, Canada, where she grew very strong from carrying heavy bags filled with books back and forth from the library. She attended the University of Toronto, graduating with a B.A. in English and Anthropology. She likes knives. Her writing always features powerful females and (mostly) honorable male characters.

Writing has been the most meaningful part of her life since she was a child. Nadia has an addiction to receiving feedback from readers, so do not hesitate to contact her with any of your comments or even just to say hello. 

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Fathoms of Forgiveness

There is no divorce in the undersea kingdom of Adlivun. Marriage is a bond that lasts until death—even if death comes in several centuries, and in that time your spouse happens to become your sworn enemy. This is the conflict that General Visola Ramaris faces when she learns that the mighty Vachlan is behind the attacks on her kingdom. She has sworn to protect Adlivun with her life, but long ago, she also swore to love and honor her husband...

Visola must choose whether she will destroy Vachlan once and for all, or attempt the hardest thing conceivable: communication. After two hundred years of desertion, she has no faith in their feeble bond and knows she can never forgive him. When he threatens the person dearest to her, she must take action. Confronting Vachlan on enemy territory would be nothing short of suicide. She knows that if she falls into his custody, the deranged man would relish breaking her down and making her lose her sanity.

Princess Aazuria forbids Visola from taking matters into her own hands; she will do anything it takes to protect her friend from the man who wants to crush her. Alas, Visola is a crazy, uncontrollable warrior woman with the blood of Vikings in her veins. Why would she ever consider doing the safe and predictable thing?