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Friday, November 4, 2011

Sweet Saturday Sample of "Now and Forever 1, a Love Story" - Contest!

This excerpt is taken from Mac and Callie's first weekend together, Thanksgiving weekend.  Leave a comment and your email addy and be entered in a drawing for a copy of "Sunny Days, Moonlit Nights"!

Mac made popcorn and found a chick flick on TV. Callie, curious about his reaction to such a movie, snuggled into his shoulder while he draped his arm around her as they watched the romantic movie. Mac found himself getting caught up in the plot and characters.
"Maybe all chick flicks aren‘t so bad," he observed.
Callie cried at the sad parts so Mac hugged her and gave her his handkerchief.

"Women must look pretty silly to men, sometimes," Callie said, drying her eyes.
"You might say that."
"Men look pretty silly when they start screaming at the TV during sports," she countered.

"Oh yeah?"
Mac tossed a throw pillow at her. She threw it back. Things escalated into a full-fledged pillow fight. Mac retreated to the bedroom. Callie walked into a pillow ambush. She went down,
laughing, but jumped up again. Callie dove for the bed. Mac followed her. She pummeled him with pillows. He laughed and grabbed her wrists, subduing her.

"Give up, Dean?" Callie sneered.
"Never! Never give up, never give in!" He hollered.
She struggled to pull away and was surprisingly strong, but he overpowered her easily. Mac pulled her closer to him, winding his arms around her and falling back on the bed. She fell on top
of him, pretending to be ferocious, but didn‘t fool him as she melted into his arms.

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Thursday, November 3, 2011

Word Scramble

Love to unscramble jumbled words? Try these names from my books  - THE ANSWERS ARE BELOW AND CONTEST WINNER IS TIFFANY KREPPS!







12. CAM
15. EYKL

Don't forget to leave your email address in your comment!! Winner will be posted tomorrow along with the answers.

All three books are available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Now and Forever 1, a Love Story is also available on The Secret Cravings Website. Or click on the book cover to the right and go right to the amazon link to buy the book.

1. Caroline
2. Sunny
3. Mike
4. Trixie
5. Karen
6. April
7. Gavin
8. Laura
9. Barney
10. Rusty
11. Callie
12. Mac
13. Jonesy
14. Eliza
15. Kyle

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Wednesday, November 2, 2011


I have a new colleague on my site today, please welcome Michele Hope. Her new release is just out from Rebel Ink. What a fantastic cover, Michele! It's gorgeous. Love your writing, too. Please tell us something about yourself and then let us read a sample.

   Seven years ago, I had become accustomed to Midwestern winters and scraping ice off my windshield. Until one day, a Southern boy possessed of good looks and entirely too much charm fell out of the sky like a piece of space junk, landing smack dab in the middle of my life. 

   He swept me away to the green-gold banana Republique de Louisiane and warmer climes, where I reside beside my sleepy and peaceful bayou. Surrounded by wildflowers, animal companions, voodoo and that Southern man, I write, fish, contemplate, and occasionally go to town. A girl needs to dress-up and wear heels from time to time.

   I'm new on the Romance scene.  My book, entitled "Robusto" released from Summerhouse Publishing this past spring, shortly followed by, "She With the Most . . . Wins" from the same press.  "Service Rendered" is my first effort with Rebel Ink Press.  Another, "Vantage Points" was recently contracted and is in the Rebel pipeline


A Bit about the Book
A handsome, charming and adventurous couple depart their plantation home for an evening of elegant partying.  Our prettiest of Southern belles has given thoughtful consideration, not only to her ensemble, but to the many possibilities the evening may hold.  After arriving at the grand antebellum home for a charity ball, their evening progresses with friendly and warm hospitality.  Our lovely chatelaine decides to heat up the night, first with an unexpected flirtatious encounter with an equally beautiful woman in the lady's room.  Then finding her handsome and commanding husband at the bar, she insists on playtime.  Their moment leads to seduction and a guest room with an antique vanity . . . all with a young bartender in tow.

As I walked from our bedroom toward my waiting bath, it was you who was waiting, sly assassin that you are.  Without a word, you spun me around to face the wall, my appeal extinguished by your cupped hand, the towel falling to the floor in silent witness.  Your restraint lessened as I knew resistance would be futile then  I felt your finger tips caressing my arms, outlining my shoulders, tracing down the center of my back.  

 Closing my eyes, I could sense your breathing, still in control yet beginning to rise in concert with my diminishing will.  You chose this seduction and I became your compliant and ready victim, needy of your resolve.  The delicate nape on my neck rose in electric response and  I could smell you in the ionic air.  The scent of power.  I knew what to do.

  Without prompt, I extended my arms to the wall, pushing back against your power.  Full of grace, I bent at the waist, offering the barest of resistance.  Then the slap to my bare bottom.  "Yes!"  The sharp crack of palm on flesh reverberated down the short hallway, ricocheting off the bathroom's cool tiles.  The report came back to me at light speed.  "Spank me one more time," my hushed plea. "and then I will surrender."  I stood on tip-toes, arching my smarting buttocks high for your accessAnother smack to the same cheek.  I welcomed it.  My legs spread, my toes struggled to gain purchase on the hardwood floor.  I felt your hand massage the sting with gentle caress then handle my breast coarsely, my nipples stiff and aching. Compelling me more, you prepared me with a single finger.  I adored letting it all be about you.  Because I am in your sphere, I'm pulled ever closer and closer, only to be set free.  Oh God!  Yes . . .
          You had your way with me and never ever selfish, you allowed for my pleasure before your own.  That nobility is your manner and with a kiss to the back of my neck and sweet reminder, " How I love you,"  you disappeared with the same stealth as your assault.  Like the dove, I was released.  

This is release day, so "Service Rendered" is not available everywhere yet. You can buy it for only $3.99, Click here: All Romance eBooks

Monday, October 31, 2011

TUESDAY TALES - Prompt: pleasure

Because I'm participating in a couple of blogs, have two books coming out in a week and am dealing with deadline issues, this week I took a short excerpt from my newest book, coming out this week or next called "The Marriage List". It's my Thanksgiving story and I hope you enjoy this sexy excerpt. It is a sensuous story. Thank you for stopping by.

She lifted his face up and stared into his eyes, smoky with desire. She kissed him, moving her tongue into his mouth, taking him, pressing her body against his. She wanted him, too, had wanted him for weeks. Then she pulled back.
“Make love to me,” she whispered.
“My pleasure,” he muttered.
He eased her up off his lap. She took his hand and led him into the bedroom. He ripped the comforter down on the bed then turned to her, pulling her sweater up and over her head, sliding her bra down and off. He stopped to look at her.
“You’re beautiful, incredibly beautiful,” he said, staring at her breasts.
She blushed then approached him, pulling at his shirt. She yanked it out of his pants, then unbuttoned it and pushed it off his shoulders. His chest was nicely muscled and covered with fine, light brown hair. She shivered as she touched him, flattening her hands on his pecs and moving closer to him.
“Not bad, not bad at all,” she muttered, looking up at him.
He laughed.
“Is that the best you can do?”
“Gorgeous…better?” She asked as she slid her hands up his chest and joined them around his neck, bringing her breasts up against him, pressing closer.
He groaned at the feel of her breasts against him and reached for the button of her jeans. She was unbuttoned and unzipped in a flash, but she had to push the tights pants down herself.
“Drop ‘em, handsome,” she said to him while she eased her jeans down, watching him get naked.
She stood in her black lace panties, facing him, moving her arms across her chest, feeling suddenly shy. He sucked in his breath at the sight of her and stepped closer, putting his arms around her, slipping his hands down to her butt and pulling her closer to him. She could feel his erection pushing against her, exciting her. She kissed his neck, then his chest.
“You are stunning,” he whispered in her ear.

She slid her hands down over his butt and squeezed, then tugged him toward her. Grey slipped his hands under the waistband of her panties and eased them down, cupping his hands over her naked butt and groaned into her neck.

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