SECRET CRAVINGS ANNIVERSARY BLOG HOP - GREAT PRIZES!

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    Third Place: $50 Gift Certificate 
    Fourth Place: $25 Gift Certificate! 
To be eligible you need to gather all the letters, one on each Secret Cravings author's blog in this hop, and, once you have them all, send them to Dawne Prochilo. Check the instructions on the Secret Cravings main blog.  
You're looking for a letter from me. Browse a bit and I'm sure you'll find it. Meanwhile, here are a few words about my 3 newest books and prizes you can win here. 

GIVEAWAY!

Leave a comment, and your email, which approves receiving my newsletter, and you'll be entered for a drawing of your choice of any of my books. I'll select 3 winners at the end. AND every day I'll pick one readers to receive a copy of HIS LEADING LADY.

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HIS LEADING LADY

How does a rookie quarterback react when faced with the truth about his leading lady? Is his play for her a touchdown or only a false start? A chance meeting with gorgeous actress, Penny Thatcher, has Mark Davis smitten. Luck breaks his way weeks later when he meets her on a blind date. After an all-out blitz to win her affections, the public revelation of an ugly secret intercepts his forward progress. Will Mark get tackled by the humiliation? Is he in the game to win or will he walk away from her, chalking it up to a fumble on the goal line?

LOVE'S JOURNEY 

(NOW & FOREVER 5)

Risking it all in their journey for love, the Caldwells face unexpected obstacles. Taking chances, making sacrifices, and a huge measure of trust test their devotion. Chase Lawson returns to pursue Kaitlyn Baines. Can she forget the heartbreak he caused, and let him back into her life? 

 RESCUE MY HEART

While walking her pug in Central Park, Rory Sampson is run down by a bike. She presses charges against arrogant biker, Dr. Hack Roberts, veterinarian. He plans revenge, only to find himself attracted to the sharp-tongued, soft-hearted writer, who rescues pugs. Will he ignore a previous commitment and voice his true feelings? An unexpected sentence from a judge puts arrogant Hack Roberts, and sarcastic Rory Sampson in a tight spot together. Will attraction trump attitude? (Releasing 1/17)

 

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TUESDAY TALES - "R" RATED!

Here's an excerpt of the second book I'm writing for my new series, Manhattan Dinner Club, with Secret Cravings. The book has no title as yet. This is a bit steamy, (with some rather warm pics too) so if that offends you, go back to Tuesday Tales. (link at the bottom of the page)
    This is Bess's first time in the bedroom with Whit, the hot next door neighbor. They've become friends and he's decided to take it to the next level. We enter in the middle.

“Wow,” slipped from her lips. He blushed immediately and chuckled. His gaze traveled slowly up and down her bare frame.

“You’re amazing. Great body,” he said, stepping closer and resting his hands on her hips. He pulled her up against him and ravaged her mouth while his hands got familiar with her curves.

“Your skin is like satin,” he said, gliding his hand along her thigh and over to cup her rear end. 
Wrapping her arms around him, she crushed her breasts into his chest. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, coaxing her, caressing her, exciting her. An ache grew inside. She wanted him, now. 

Bess ripped the covers down on

her bed. Whit kissed her as he lowered her down gently. 
“I’m going to take my time…” 
“But you’re…” 
“Don’t care. No rushing this.” He smiled down warmly at her, then began his assault, first her mouth. He moved down to nibble on her neck, the further down to her chest. She sighed, closing her eyes, thinking only about what she was feeling. His expert touch slid over her silky skin, stopping to softly pinch a sensitive area. He devoured her breasts, with his hands, lips and mouth. 
“Models don’t have much upstairs, do they?” 
“Not like these. God, they’re gorgeous,” he said, panting. 
She gripped his shoulders, enjoying the feel of strong muscle and smooth skin. The smattering of hair on his chest tickled her abdomen. Try as she might, she couldn’t stifle a giggle. He raised his head.

“What’s so funny?”

“You’re tickling me?”

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TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "TOES"

Happy 2014! It's so good to be back. Here's another snippet from my WIP, Echoes of the Heart. 

Dale dipped her toes in the steamy, sudsy water in the bathtub. Hot! She waited a minute before easing her tired body into the bubblebath. God that feels good. As she lay back, her mind flipped back to the time she dipped her toes in the lake in Oak Bend. It was the summer before she went off to college. She and Cliff had been out to the drive-in, then for burgers. 
It was midnight. They crept along the dock silently, hoping not to wake up anyone in the houses hugging the small lake. The teens had no right to be there. Cliff stripped down and slipped silently into the water. He motioned for Dale to join him.
Sitting naked on the dock, covering herself with her arms, Dale dipped her toes into the water. It was chilly.
“It’s warm once you get in,” he whispered. “Come on.” He motioned for her. The moonlight shone off his wet hair, putting his face in shadow. Dale climbed down the ladder until she was submerged. Cliff joined her. They treaded water together.

“Grab the ladder.” He placed his hand on her waist and pulled her along. Once they were both steadied, he brought his mouth down on hers. She cupped her free hand behind his head while he held her close. A shiver of desire shot up her spine at the touch of his naked body against hers.
“I see you!” A drunken, female voice knifed through the air.
“Dammit, Mary Lou,” Dale whispered to Cliff.
“Don’t move,” Cliff responded.
They remained motionless by the ladder. Mary Lou picked up Dale’s bra and panties and twirled them around her finger.
“You’re here with Cliff. He’s mine Dale. Leave him alone.” Dale had a hard time not shouting out to the jealous girl.
“Not talking? Okay. Then you won’t mind if I throw your stuff in the lake!” Dale gasped, but Cliff tightened his grip on her. As promised, Mary Lou tossed the underwear in the lake. She laughed a loud, mean, intoxicated laugh and turned on her heels. The clothes sank out of sight.
Dale lay back the soothing bathwater and chuckled. The trip home was nothing compared to explaining to her mom where her underwear went. The next day she found a condom on her nightstand with a short note. Her memory was interrupted by a young, male voice.
“Mom? I’m loading your stuff in the car. Are you ready to go?” 
Back to the city? Am I ready? I don’t know. Will I ever see Cliff again? Probably not. The memory of that evening at the lake popped and vanished, like a soap bubble. Dale reached for a towel. “Coming!” She hollered, pushing to her feet.
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BABY IT'S COLD OUTSIDE BLOG HOP!

Welcome! I've got some nice hot excerpts from HOLLYWOOD HEARTS  LOVERS & LIARS to warm you to  your toes & some books to give away!

MY TWO WINNERS ARE: DIANA MERRITT & BETHANNE STRASSER! CONGRATULATIONS! I'LL BE EMAILING YOU.
Leave a comment with: your email, preferred ebook format, "yes" to receiving my brand-new newsletter and you'll be entered to win your choice of any of my books. Now, on to some heat-producing excerpts from LOVERS & LIARS

She took a deep breath to slow her pulse. Dancing with Gunther. A small tremor shot up her spine at the idea of his strong arms leading her around the dance floor. Would she get close enough to be pressed against his chest? Would his hot breath tickle her ear? Anticipation sent heat to her belly.

Emotion caught in her chest at the thought. He’s taken. Engaged. And too...too…out of my league. Still. For one night, I’ll be his princess.

His hair and scruff were perfect, as usual, but the black suit with narrow lapels hugging his hard body, and the white, silk shirt open at the neck, revealing some black chest hair, made her heart stop.

The heat of his stare melted any last shred of resistance. She felt his gaze glide over her body like the caress of a warm hand. Her pulse kicked up, and heat pooled in places not used to much action of late.

“You look amazing,” he said.

“So do you.” She could hardly breathe.

Her fingers itched to touch him. She wanted to feel his strong arms close around her, pulling her to him. She ached to feel his warm skin up against hers, to have him inside her. Squeezing her thighs together only made it worse. Oh God. Look at him.

His tongue demanded entry. Shifting his weight to his elbows freed up his fingers to play with the ends of her hair. The heat of his skin on hers drove Erica wild. She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his to rest on his butt. His erection wedged between them was rock hard.

          BONUS!
 In honor of my new release today, HIS LEADING LADY, I will be sending a free copy to EVERYONE who leaves a comment with an email address & preferred format!  Don't forget: comment, your email, format and newsletter okay. I'll pick two winners who can pick their choice of any of my books on Sunday night.
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