Friday, March 29, 2013


Courtney Dalton is the the Strong is Sexy Heroine of the Week over at the Book Babe blog. Stop by and check her out!

She's my favorite alpha diva heroine from my Ring Dreams series. Courtney is a tough, no-nonsense kick ass pro wrestling diva, gym owner, fitness fanatic, black belt, and former Play Boy centerfold.


Courtney's hottest stories can be found bundled together in The Courtney Collection. You get a short story, a hot and nasty novella, and two full length novels for only $3.99.

Dirty Weekend ~ A young Courtney first seduces pro wrestling legend Billy Dalton.

Wanton ~ How Courtney and Bryson Dalton's complex relationship got started.

Hexed ~ Courtney's marriage to Bryson falls apart as she deals with her father's unexpected death, learns that Billy's been hiding a family shattering secret, and a finds out she's also got a witchy half-sister Rowan.

Vexed ~ Courtney and Bryson are embroiled in a custody battle over their daughter Tabitha. Courtney chooses a Wiccan path in dealing with her young daughter's incredible gifts as a psychic medium and quite possibly the most powerful DeFliehr witch ever. And then there is her developing relationship with Alex, her hoy young boy toy.

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Monday, March 25, 2013

Beast in Me


Blurb:

Weather worker Cameron Bale rolls into Divination Falls after being prompted by Spirit and Brother Lighting. He discovers that the small, hidden town full of shifters and magical types is suffering a series of unsettling events. There’s speculation from the town seers that he could be the answer they’ve been looking for. Cameron’s willing to try and help: he’s got nowhere to go and nothing to lose. His life is simply about loneliness and it turns out that Trace, a grumpy wolf with stunning eyes, knows just what that feels like. Cam finds himself wishing maybe they could be alone … together. Oh yeah, and battle whatever evil it is that still lurks in Divination Falls.

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Excerpt:

A dragonfly zipped past and Cam watched it go. What next? Bluebirds and butterflies and singing cartoon woodland animals? It was all too nice, too perfect … Surreal.

‘You OK?’ The voice was deep and dark and full of secrets. That was his first impression.

Cameron jumped, clutched at his pounding chest. Inside his heart was going berserk and he felt a little lightheaded with it.

‘I was. Jesus Christ, you scared me.’

Trace grinned with half his mouth. Somehow that little smirk made Cameron think of the big bad wolf. Made him flash back to that body sprawled, lean and powerful, over a small, lumpy bed. Made him remember one of those huge hands on a powerful, hard cock. He licked his lips.

‘Careful, lightning rider. I can smell your emotions.’ Then the wolf chuckled, bending to tie his work boot.

‘I – I’m sorry I spied on you.’ It was all Cameron could think to say.
Trace shrugged. Cameron watched his big shoulders flex with power. He was stunning with his huge body, big, fat attitude, and purple eyes. Just being so close to him made Cameron feel slow-witted and thick-tongued.

‘It was the most excitement I’ve had in ages,’ the wolf said and started to walk.

Cameron watched him go off, his heart sinking. He wanted the man to take his apology seriously. He also admitted to himself he wanted to be close to the wolf. There was no hope of anything happening between them. There was very little hope of anything happening for Cam with anyone. He’d come to terms with that long ago. But still, he could just be near Trace. Remembering the sight of his body and the sound of his voice just outside Cam’s barricaded bedroom door as he brought himself off.

Wolf at the door, he thought, and then shook it off.

Fifty feet away, Trace stopped, and Cameron felt his spine go rigid, his pulse pick up. The man turned to him and shielded his eyes from a bright beam of sunlight between the thick tree branches. ‘You gonna stand there all day admiring my ass, or are you coming?’

Cameron blinked, feeling a wild urge to laugh but pushing it away. ‘Yes! Right!’ he called, bouncing on his toes like one of those perky, hyper dogs. He blushed, but refused to let himself feel silly or embarrassed. He very much wanted to go along.

He hurried along the path until he was almost even with the wolf. Then Trace turned and continued to walk, Cameron right on his heels.

‘Why are you here?’ Trace asked.

The question stunned Cameron but he swallowed hard and tried to focus enough to answer. ‘Good question. I … work with weather. Lightning to be specific. I guess the best way to put it is I was nudged here.’

‘Like with voltage?’ Trace asked with a gruff laugh.

‘Yeah. Sadly, I do get nudged with voltage.’

The wolf turned those deep purple eyes on Cameron and said, ‘What for? What’s here?’

How did eyes get that colour? Cam wondered. Had he been born with them or was it a shifter thing? He had no idea; all he knew was they were the most amazing eyes he’d ever seen. And they were attached to one of the most amazing bodies he’d ever seen.

Trace cocked his head, giving a half grin. ‘Hello?’

‘Sorry! I was just looking –’ He flushed, caught in the act. ‘Your eyes, they’re amazing.’

That closed the bigger man down. He’d had a nice amused and open expression on his handsome face and that fast, it shut down like someone turning the lights off in an empty house. ‘Thanks. I guess. They’re the product of a very bad infection when I was a kid.’ He turned on his heels and kept walking without further explanation.

Cameron had to force himself to swallow. He had just complimented the first man he’d lusted after in goodness knew how many years on some sort of mutation? Something that clearly upset him when discussed. Good going, dumbass!

Cameron hurried along the patch, ducking reaching branches and praying there was no poison ivy to be found here in Divination Falls. ‘I’m sorry! I didn’t know. And I don’t know what’s here. Or why I am,’ he gasped, finally catching up.

The wolf shrugged. He shot Cameron a sideways glance and said, ‘Why would you know what’s here?’ He stopped fast and Cam found himself almost crying out from the sudden shift in motion. ‘As for why you’re here, how could you not know that?’

‘I never really know until it’s revealed,’ Cameron said. He kept his gaze pinned at Trace’s chin so he wouldn’t get mesmerized by those stunning eyes that clearly upset the custodian.

‘Was it me, maybe?’ Trace asked, his lips twisting into a grin. ‘Was it secretly watching me jack off? Was that your big mission?’ He took a step toward Cameron which forced the lightning rider to step back. Or get crushed against an angry wolf.

‘I’m sorry,’ Cam breathed. ‘It wasn’t my intention and then I couldn’t …’ He shook his head. His skin was tingling and he wondered if he was going to get struck. Or worse yet, if Trace would strike him. ‘You might want to step back,’ he said without thinking.

‘Why is that?’ the wolf asked, taking a step forward. ‘Am I invading your space?’

‘I get it,’ Cam stammered. ‘I invaded your privacy. I’m no better than a pervert. I know! But you could get …’

The wind kicked up. It often did when he was frightened or excited and his blood leapt in his veins and his heart beat fast with arousal. His last lover had been zinged by energy one too many times and when some of his hair had actually caught fire, he’d bailed. Calling Cameron a freak in the process. Cam wasn’t up for either Trace being hurt or thinking him a freak.

‘I might get what? And it’s OK – you invaded my privacy, now give me an excuse to invade yours.’ He pushed his face closer and Cameron caught a flickering of animal shine in the man’s eyes. They turned golden around the very iris and a fast, steady pulse beat at the base of Trace’s neck. When he took Cameron’s wrist in his big hand and squeezed, Cam felt the air rush out of him. His cock pressed eagerly to his jeans and he tried his best to focus on something – anything – besides the wolf so maybe his hard-on would abate. No such luck because Trace took his warm hand and very briefly cupped the evidence of arousal in Cam’s pants. ‘Looks like you’re still a bit worked up from last night.’

‘You were watching me in wolf form.’

'I was.’

‘You heard me.’ It wasn’t a question. Very briefly, Cam wished for Trace to put his hand back. To touch him.

‘I did. I also smelled you and tasted you on the wind. Do you know when you come your breath does this shuddery little sigh thing?’

‘No.’

‘Well, it does.’

Bio: 

Sommer Marsden’s been called “…one of the top storytellers in the erotica genre” (Violet Blue), “Unapologetic” (Alison Tyler), “…the whirling dervish of erotica” (Craig J. Sorensen),and "Erotica royalty..." (Lucy Felthouse).

Her erotic novels include Restless Spirit, Boys Next Door, Big Bad, Learning to Drown, Wanderlust and the Zombie Exterminator series. Sommer currently writes erotica and erotic romance for Xcite Books, eXcessica, Ellora's Cave, Pretty Things Press, Resplendence Publishing and Mischief Books. The wine-swigging, dachshund-owning, wannabe runner author writes work that runs the gamut from bondage to zombies to humor.

Sommer's short works can be found in well over one hundred (and counting) erotic anthologies. Her short stories have also been included numerous adult and romance magazines--both in print and online.

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Thursday, March 21, 2013

River Rat


In celebration of Spring, Teresa Lynn's River Rat, A Lucy DelRose Mystery is a free download on Amazon.

River Rat is a 2011 winner of the 6th Annual Dixie Kane Contest novel about a young single mother raising her seven year old son while running her business as a commercial fisherwoman on the Mississippi River. When she discovers her ex-husband dead beneath her marina, she is determined to shield her son from the horrors of her past life with him. She finds herself seeking the help of an attractive half-breed Indian who does his best to try and domesticate the wild side of her nature defying her efforts to maintain her fishing business in a male driven environment. A blonde-haired, blue-eyed game warden vies for her affections sending a half-breed Indian on a jealous rampage to win her for himself. She wrestles with alligators, snakes, and the raging Mississippi River to protect her son from Florida drug dealers who threaten his life in exchange for something her ex-husband lost the night of his death.

Dess is excited because it has snakes. I'm looking forward to checking out my friend's book. It's been on my waiting to be read list for quite sometime.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Weekend Freebie



Passionate Tides by JN Johnson author is free today and tomorrow. It's a beach romance with a lot of heart. Perfect to get you in the mood for summer that's right around the corner, or grab it to read when you're at the beach this summer.




Blurb: After catching her husband in the arms of another woman, Paisley feels like nothing can help her climb out of the depressing hole that had become her life. With the divorce pending, her home up for sale, and her career on hold, she hopes the opportunity to house sit in the coastal town of Topsail Island will bring on the inspiration she is searching for.

After leaving his home in Tennessee for the white beaches of North Carolina, Jake finds more than the fresh start he was looking for. His new upstairs neighbor has sparked more than his interest, but their pasts keep threatening to dampen their futures.

Can two lost souls find love in Topsail Island, North Carolina? Or will the ghost of loves lost ruin their second chances at true love?

Monday, March 11, 2013

In My Sights



Garland & Gould
Romance with a Twist…or two

L. J. Garland
Though born and raised in the south, L.J. Garland has lived on both the east and west coasts. She adores traveling, the latest adventures added to her Bucket List: Machu Pichu and Australia’s Rainforest and Great Barrier Reef.

Married to her best friend for over twenty years, she spends her time home schooling three rambunctious boys, editing in the epub industry, and writing stories that she hopes catches her readers’ imaginations as much as the characters and plotlines captivate her. In her spare time (what there is of it LOL), she has a multitude of hobbies, including building archery equipment from scratch and creating stained glass. She has a passion for anything that goes Boom! …from fireworks to high-powered combat rifles…it’s all good. She and her husband are both rated helicopter pilots and spent their 10thanniversary flying cross-country from east to west coast…an adventure she highly recommends.

A member of RWA, she has several published books, including Cadence Interrupted, On the Fringes, Dreamspell Revenge Anthology, and MechMan, she’s now teamed up with Debbie Gould. Having complete one manuscript, Sins of the Mind, they are hard at work, brainstorming and writing the creative new Sentinel Series.   
Debbie Gould
Born in Wichita Falls, Texas, at the age of two Debbie and her mother moved to New Jersey, spending many happy years on her grandparents' horse farm. You'll sometimes find this setting as a backdrop in her work. 

As a teenager, she and her mother found a new home in Vermont, where she currently resides. With a daughter in the Air Force (along with Debbie's six-year-old grandson), and two sons working for the family Well Drilling business, Debbie now shuffles her time between a full time job as a nurse and her writing career. 
 
 About seven years ago, while looking at over three hundred treasured books lining her shelves, she realized there was a multitude of stories of her own clamoring for release. Since then, she's seriously persevered in keeping the keyboard in constant motion.
 
 With three published books complete, Mountain's Echo and Infidelity, andNovember Rain, Debbie is now working with a partner, L.J. Garland. Together, they have finished one manuscript, Sins Of the Mind, and are now working on their Sentinel Series.

Debbie has been a member of KOD, FTHRW, ELEMENTS and RWA Online.


Author Links
We can be tracked down at http://www.garland-and-gould.blogspot.com/ where we blog, chat about stuff, and interview other authors.
- L.J. can be caught at www.lj-garland.com and emailed at mail@lj-garland.com You can also tweet her at @LJ_Garland1
- Debbie can be found at http://www.authordebbiegould.com/ and emailed at mountecho2006@yahoo.com.
- We love hearing from people who have enjoyed our stories!



In My Sights
By
L.J. Garland & Debbie Gould
Pararescuemen Series
1Night Stand
Decadent Publishing
12/15/12

Six months ago, Siobhan Cantrell’s world was changed forever by a sniper’s bullet. The incident transformed her from a secure confident woman to a recluse, afraid to leave her own home. When her friends urge her to re-enter the world of the living, they suggest Madame Eve’s 1Night Stand dating service. Nervous, she signs up and learns the company is renowned for in-depth background checks and safe encounters. So, how dangerous could it be?

     Sergeant Bobby Martin has witnessed Madame Eve’s magic firsthand. His teammate found true love through her service. Still a skeptic but giving in to peer pressure, the Air Force Pararescueman signs himself up. When he meets Siobhan, his doubts fly out the window—unfortunately bullets start flying in them. Determined to protect her from a sniper that won’t give up, Bobby vows to keep her safe. As their chemistry ramps up, so does the sniper’s attempts.

     Can Bobby keep Siobhan alive, or will the killer catch them in his sights?

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Friday, March 8, 2013

Kelli Scott: Eternally Yours

It's my pleasure to have Kelli Scott here with us today...


It Was A Dark And Steamy Night

I like my sex like I like my coffee—hot and steamy with some cream and sugar. Wait! I think that came out wrong.

I actually like my sex—my word sex—with a side of comedy. Lust and laughter. Climaxes and comedy. I want to laugh all the way to the bedroom and beyond.

For Eternally Yours I took a departure from the funny and made a trip to the dark side. There’s nothing funny about lost loves or tortured souls. Or vampires. Well, maybe vampires.

I’ve never had a thing for vampires. I mean—yeah—I used to watch Dark Shadows as a kid. I saw Interview with a Vampire, The Lost Boys and From Dusk Till Dawn, but never understood the allure of being bitten. I shudder at the thought of having blood drawn by a medical professional. Then a friend told me it’s all about the penetration. Sorry, still don’t get it. I might say “bite me”, but please do not actually bite me.

I managed to get through the first Twilight movie, but honestly, Edward did nothing for me. Maybe because I’m not a sixteen year old girl. I’m a woman. I have woman needs. And then my needs were met with True Blood. More specifically—Eric Northman. That man, or rather that vampire, is damaged and tortured and he makes me laugh. As far as bad boys go, he’s very bad. Okay, yes, I get it. I want Eric to bite me. Hard. Up against a wall. I want to be the best blood he’s ever sucked. I loved good Eric and bad Eric. I just can’t get enough Eric. You might say Eric inspired me to write my own vampire story.

My vampire doesn’t sparkle in the daylight. She’s a traditional type of gal. She only comes out at night. And on this dark and steamy night she’s got a craving for the best blood she’s ever tasted. Her love and desire are Eternally Yours.

How about you? How do you like your vampires?



Blurb: Years after Luke’s sweetheart was ripped from his arms on prom night, Meri’s loss still haunts him. Searching for her everywhere, he finds her only in his dreams and on the pages of a dark comic book he created in her image. But on the anniversary of her disappearance, she shows up on his doorstep without having aged a day. What can he do but invite her in?

Meri’s nights are all about surviving alone on the dark, seedy side of life. Once a year she treats herself to a night of tasty passion with her one true love. Is this the year to seal the deal and make their love eternal, or will she walk away to become just another fantasy?




Author Bio:


Left for dead in an enchanted forest, Kelli was raised by wolves, which explains her thick coat of fur and keen night vision. As an adolescent, she was exiled from the pack due to her love of well-done steak smothered in ketchup (her penchant for blackened beef has also caused her ejection from several fine eateries). On her own, she roamed the streets, eating from dumpsters and sleeping in abandoned dog houses. Cold, starving and destitute, Kelli turned to the oldest profession—writing. Since her fall from grace, she has penned several smutty stories for which she has received many accolades. And despite her limited vocabulary, inability to punctuate properly and her well-documented spelling disability, Kelli has collected some awards (some of them for her writing). But what she wants most in the world is to return to the enchanted forest and her pack. As soon as she figures out north from south and east from west, she will do just that.