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Thursday, May 24, 2012


Welcome! Come, take a trip to Pine Grove with April McKenna. Meet her friends and the devastating fireman, Gavin Dailey who is determined to win her. Read the first chapter of April's story and enjoy some pictures of Pine Grove.


 The lake in Pine Grove
A little bit about the book:

How could anything bad happen to a young woman, fresh from graduate school, who strikes out on a new path rather than return to take a job with her father’s firm? April McKenna sets off for an escapade that ends in tragedy. Injured and alone she is taken in by a friend of her mother’s who lives in a small town in the Catskill Mountains in New York.
During her recovery, April resolves to carve out an exotic life of travel and adventure. But she didn’t count on a sexy fireman upsetting her plans. Gavin Dailey has dated practically every woman in the county, but when he meets April, he knows he’s finally found the one he wants.  Only a stubborn man like Gavin wouldn’t let April’s resistance to his charm and his small town change his plans. Determined to win her, he pulls out all the stops until he encounters one stumbling block he didn’t count on. Only a near-tragedy resurrected from the past gives April the tenacity she needs to make the right decision for her life in April’s Kiss in the Moonlight, a sweet romance.


Buy the book here, $2.99 in ebook, $8.09 in paperback:

More pix of Pine Grove...




Wednesday, May 23, 2012


Welcome, Davee, tell us something about yourself. I write in several genres, like, Romance, Erotic Romance, Thrillers, coming soon YA. I have three published books, On Ellicott Street, Finless, and Ruby's Dance-Thank You Mae West. See a little bit about the books following my bio. I also recently began reviewing books and will post reviews from time to time. 
 Rather than talk about myself *blushes*, here's my official bio: Davee Jones began a career in the counseling field with her M.Ed. She then diversified and began work for the federal government. The dryness of the day to day assignments fostered the desire for her to do something more creative. Because writing was always a passion, she used every opportunity to journal and create fictional worlds with her words. She began writing short fiction and books, inspired by the events around her.
Now avidly writing in the little spare time she has, she has several other books in progress. She has books that draw from eroticism, romance, suspense, drama, and sometimes comedy. A few of her books garner only one flame, but, others will secure all five flames in the heat index.

My first published book, On Ellicott Street, describes an older woman finding love in a most unusual place. Although the demands of being a single parent seemingly have taken over every aspect of her life, when Cassie meets Ellicott (Eli for short), this younger man teaches her a thing or two about romance and how to rekindle the fires of intimacy she thought had long been extinguished.


My second published book, Finless, released in early April by my publisher, Secret Cravings Publishing (SCP).  Finless is an erotic romance of 193 pages riddled with BDSM. It is a M/F storyline. Before you groan in angst at yet another "book on the bandwagon", akin to the Fifty Shades of Grey phenomena, please entertain my promise this book is nothing common or trite. I attempt to present graphic imagery to take my readers not only to the scene in the book, but, hope they will develop their own personalization of it in their mind. I also write to appeal to both genders. My novel is a type of Black Swan meets Fifty Shades of Grey. I have a sequel in the works, Finless Too, to further explore the character's lives.
The story connects fish, BDSM play, spirituality, sexuality, and the extreme decisions in the lives of the books’ protagonists to meld one story of tremendous revelations. Finless includes descriptive scenes of rhythmic caning, bondage, almost violent expressive dreams, and other explicit content. The message of the book intends to reach out positively to anyone, regardless of their proclivities, who may feel inept, unworthy, untrusting, or lost in their existence.
 “Sarah’s and Lily’s transformations confused Nathaniel. Largely in part to his negative
influence, they each changed in such dramatically negative ways. Sarah, once docile and clandestine, had become raucous and pompous. Lily, once confident and joyful, had become apprehensive and listless. How was it possible that because of his influence in each of their lives, they changed so dramatically? Was he being arrogant in his assumption that he was responsible for this catalyst? He was humbled by the knowledge that his power could be so mortally altering in the lives of two of the most breath-taking women he had ever met.
Sarah’s reckless ways were leading her down the path of destruction he himself had
ventured. She lost her innocence and compassion and now presented coldhearted toward the world. It was as if she adopted his method of self-preservation to protect her from the nonsensical matters of the heart.
Lily wilted beneath his overpowering demands of servitude. Brainwashed to reality, they
both relied on his influence and he had no idea how to make them take back control of their circumstances. You have to allow it, you power hungry narcissist. Are you so egocentric you cannot allow their independence to flourish. What, are you afraid they will leave your sorry ass?”

 My most recently published book, May 23, is entitled Ruby's Dance-Thank You Mae West. This short novella addresses a young woman coming of age in the 1930's and finding the love of her life that spans decades. She becomes her Walter's "Princess", and to celebrate their love, he buys her a special headband each year for their anniversary. Those headbands bring more meaning to her than she could ever express.

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Monday, May 21, 2012


Thanks for stopping by. This is a snippet from my work-in-progress, "If I Loved You". Chaz is a movie star and Megan is his finanacial advisor.
 "Meat Loaf"
Chaz took a big swig of the fine champagne when she left the room. Then a big breath and let it out slowly. Calm down. Meatloaf and “I love you”. Can’t handle this.
            Megan approached the dining table carrying a platter with a meatloaf covered in a chunky tomato sauce with roasted potatoes lined up on one side and green beans on the other.
            “It’s…it’s beautiful,” Chaz managed, his eyes clouding with tears.
            Meg put it down on the table and turned to him. He was dabbing a handkerchief to his eyes. She stepped over and hugged him.
            “What’s wrong? Don’t you like meatloaf? It was the easiest recipe I had and Mark loves it so I figured you would, too.”
            “It’s my favorite.”
            “Then why are you upset?” He eased her arms away from him, seized his champagne, took another big swig and refilled the glass. Then he sat down where she indicated.
            Megan began to cut the loaf into one-inch thick slices.
            “So, give.”
            His mouth watered as he watched her cut the perfectly browned meat.
            “God that looks great. Okay. You deserve an explanation. On holidays when my mom was okay…between her bouts with drugs…she’d make a meatloaf. We had nothing…no money, so we ate pasta every day because it was cheap. We lived on food stamps and welfare checks most of the time. Meatloaf was the cheapest special food she could cook.”
            “So it became your favorite.”
            He nodded.
            “She made a terrific meatloaf. I loved it. Her meatloaf was our special holiday dish. She always managed to have a small gift for me at Christmas but on Thanksgiving and Easter, we had meatloaf. I’d dream about it for days. After she died, none of my foster families made meat loaf. It was back to pasta. On Thanksgiving we had turkey and stuffing and but with so many kids there wasn’t a whole lot to go around.”
             “Do you love turkey, too?”
            “I love everything about a normal Thanksgiving Day…watching the parade, football games, eating too much…”
            “But you didn’t have a lot, right?”
            “When you’re not used to big portions, just a normal portion makes you feel stuffed.”
“I baked you an apple pie for dessert.”
“Homemade apple pie? This will be a first for me.”