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Smokin’ Hot!

I’m at the Smokin’ Hot Firemen blog today for a little howdy-do.

Stop by and say hello, but remember, they think I’m just Maggie who writes funny little stories of women dropping their towels when firemen bust down their door. 

Don’t blow my cover.

Speaking of covers…Yum!

Tagged: coming soon, erotic, romance

Shout it! Shout it! Shout it out loud! An audiobook contest.

Look! Love Letters Volume 1: Obeying Desire is now available as an audiobook!

Eeep! I’m so flustered by the thought of someone reading my story aloud I don’t think I can listen. That’s why I’m going to have to gift a copy to someone so they can tell me how it sounds.

Want it to be you? I’ll give you three ways to enter:

1) Comment below and whisper the naughtiest thing you’ve ever said out loud.

2) Like my Facebook page and say hello.

3) Tweet this to the world: Hey, Mags! I want to listen to Love Letters Volume 1: Obeying Desire! @MaggieWells1 @GinnyGlass @ChristnaThacher @EmilyCale #LoveLetters

You can do any or all of the above to enter. Entries close 5/17/13 at 11:59pm CDT. I’ll pick a winner on Saturday and announce it on my Weekend Writing Warriors post on Sunday.

Good luck and happy listening!

Tagged: contest, erotic, Love Letters, romance, short story

Weekend Writing Warrior – 5/12/13

Today’s post comes for H is for Hotshot – my contribution to Love Letters Volume 2: Duty to Please (coming May 20th from Carina Press). Luke Whitehawk is a veteran smoke jumper. Tara Ferris is the hot young helicopter pilot determined to drive him crazy-in more ways than one.

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“You could have killed yourself,” he rasped.

“I would never endanger my crew,” she retorted. “It was an engine alarm, I had her under control.” Luke opened his mouth to speak but the words caught. Startled by his strangled cry of frustration, she stared straight into his ebony eyes, willing him to truly see her for the first time. “Don’t you know me at all by now? I would never risk you. Never.”

Discover four sexy stories with a military twist in Love Letters Volume 2: Duty to Please.

E Is for Entice by Emily Cale

Coast Guard Petty Officer Evan Marshall knows it won’t be easy proving to his hometown that he’s matured–especially his former girlfriend, Ciara Knowles. Though they soon re-create some very hot memories, it may take a disaster to truly bring them together.

F Is for Fallout by Ginny Glass

When Spencer Corwin returns from Iraq, all he can think about is finally meeting the woman he’s been corresponding with in the flesh. But will their red-hot passion survive the fallout of learning they’ve both been living a lie?

G Is for Gun-Shy by Christina Thacher

Colonel Jack Travis doesn’t want to be partnered with buttoned-up military strategist Davina McCall–even if she’s the sexiest woman he’s ever seen. When a freak storm traps them in Jack’s cabin, the buttons start coming undone…and things really start heating up.

H Is for Hotshot by Maggie Wells

Smoke jumper Luke Whitehawk usually fights fires–when he’s not fighting his sizzling attraction to pilot Tara Ferris. And Tara’s determined that this is one battle Luke is destined to lose…

Thanks for stopping by! Be sure to check out all of the posts from my fellow Weekend Writing Warriors!

Tagged: 8Sunday, coming soon, erotic, Love Letters, romance, short story, warrior

Cover reveal!

I’m home from RT13 and I have so much to share!

First, MR. MAYHEM (Book 5 – Hot Nights in St. Blaise) is released!

If you haven’t had a taste of the delicious Dr. Marc Mayhew, be sure to check out my Weekend Writing Warrior posts. The man is made of yum!

And if that wasn’t exciting enough, I got the cover art for June! Check out the gorgeousness that is BUSTIN’ OUT ALL OVER!

Terri Ecklund wishes she’d never agreed to be Miss June. As billing manager for SBRMC, she could appreciate that the damn thing had raised a healthy amount of money to fund hospital improvements, but it also cost her big. She could deal with the sly snickers, crude jokes about her ‘assets’, and the perfect strangers whistling ‘June is Busting Out All Over’, but her boyfriend couldn’t.

When the pro-fisherman she hooked long ago cuts bait and takes the contents of their joint bank account with him, Terri scrambles to patch the pieces of her life back together but not before tearing a strip off the smarty-pants internet genius who set the The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center up to go viral.

Internet millionaire and St. Blaise native Quent Halliday nearly swallowed his tongue when Terri Ecklund, St. Blaise, Missouri’s god-given rebuttal to Pamela Anderson’s plastic surgeon, stormed into his St. Louis office spitting nails over the loss of her almost-fiancé.

Drawn to the sparks flying from her eyes and the lure of her bountiful curves, clever Quent knows the opportunity of a lifetime when he sees it. Without hesitation he drops everything to chase after the girl of his fantasies, and when he catches her, they’re both shocked to discover he may just be the man of her dreams.

Whooooo hoo! I can’t wait to share it with y’all!

Tagged: coming soon, erotic, Novella, romance, St. Blaise

Weekend Writing Warrior 5/5/13

This week’s selection comes from the latest in the Hot Nights in St. Blaise series – Mr. Mayhem

“Melanie.”

She tried to stifle a smile but failed miserably. The trembling of his muscles wasn’t from the strain of harnessing his lust or the result of pleasure rippling through that long, lean body. No, this time those glorious little quakes were the result of a blast of air conditioning and a lack of coverings. He was naked. As naked as the day he was born. And gorgeous. And tied to her bed, completely at her mercy.

Mr. Mayhem from Turquoise Morning Press

Lab tech Melanie Curtis claims Dr. Marc Mayhew’s shy smile won her vote for Mr. May, but the fact is, she’s been aching to get a taste of the delicious Pathologist’s mochachino skin since the moment she set eyes on him.

Quiet and reserved, Marc was happy to take refuge in his research until she walked into his lab. He tried to ignore the attraction that sparked and sizzled each time she drew near, all too aware of the strict edicts issued by the hospital’s Human Resources department, but he couldn’t deny that he wouldn’t mind subjugating himself to his bossy little subordinate. Over and over again.

The only variable he couldn’t predict was how far Melanie was willing to go to get the results she expected. When she tests his mettle, Marc finds he’s more than willing to risk everything on a case of chemistry run amok if it means he can claim her as his. For keeps.

Thanks for stopping by! Be sure to check out all of the posts from my fellow Weekend Writing Warriors!

Tagged: 8Sunday, erotic, Novella, romance, St. Blaise, warrior

RT 2013 – Day 4

- the latest release in my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series, and tomorrow I’ll have a Weekend Writing Warrior snippet from the same snoking hot story! Thanks for joining me here!

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.

                                                         

Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

Mr. Mayhem

Lab tech Melanie Curtis claims Dr. Marc Mayhew’s shy smile won her vote for Mr. May, but the fact is she’s been aching to get a taste of the delicious Pathologist’s mochachino skin since the moment she set eyes on him.

Quiet and reserved, Marc was happy to take refuge in his research until she walked into his lab. He tried to ignore the attraction that sparked and sizzled each time she drew near, all too aware of the strict edicts issued by the hospital’s Human Resources department, but he couldn’t deny that he wouldn’t mind subjugating himself to his bossy little subordinate. Over and over again.

The only variable he couldn’t predict was how far Melanie was willing to go to get the results she expected. When she tests his mettle, Marc finds he’s more than willing to risk everything on a case of chemistry run amok if it means he can claim her as his. For keeps.

Here’s an excerpt:

“You don’t get to call all the shots.”

His voice came low and soft, wrapping around her ankles like smoke and wafting over her. Staring into his ebony eyes, it was impossible to pretend she didn’t know exactly what he meant. Precious oxygen seeped from her lungs. Wrinkling her forehead in concentration, she focused on dragging air back in.

“I don’t mind you callin’ some of them. Like what happened earlier…” His drawl deepened, flowing thick and rich as molasses over the rough edges of a raspy laugh. “As a matter of fact, I like a woman with a take-charge attitude.” She looked up, and her heart skipped a beat. He stared straight at her, sparkles of laughter shining bright in his eyes, a lazy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “But make no mistake, if you happen to be taking charge of me, it’s because I let you.”

She blinked, taken aback by the steel behind the velvet delivery. Her eyebrows arched. “Should I call you ‘sir’?”

His voice dropped another octave, rumbling up through his long lean body. “Oh, yes, ma’am. Please do.” Her chin jerked up and the sparks of amusement lurking in his eyes burst into flame. The smile he’d been fighting widened into a happy grin, and he nodded enthusiastically. “I’ll call you ‘ma’am’ and you call me ‘sir’ and please God, tell me I can strip you out of those PJs right now, Miss Melanie, because I don’t think I can take another minute of thinking about stripping you out of those PJs.”

She was in his arms before her brain could process the run-on sentence. All she heard was fervent desire in his tone. All she wanted was the same thing from him. His lips were hot and heavy on her neck. She fought her way through the fog of want clouding her mind and made a grab for the sassy she used as a shield.

“And if I tell you to get on your knees again?”

Marc slid to his knees in front of her, dragging hungry kisses in his wake. Grasping her hips, he looked up at her, cool and unashamed, reveling in a position most other men might find degrading. “Yes, ma’am.”

Bowled over by the rush of power surging through her veins and the unbridled lust his open, expectant acceptance unleashed, she gaped at him. “Jesus.”

His smile turned roguish, the wicked gleam in his eye letting her know that he knew she was not the least bit in control. “I thought it was ‘sir’,” he replied with unsettling equanimity.

He pushed the pajama top up with one hand and slid the waistband lower with the other. His breath washed over her flushed skin. Her stomach quivered. He ran his hands over her hips then cupped her ass, pulling her closer to him. “We need ground rules.” His lips whispered across her bare belly. She ran her fingers over his short, soft hair then laced them at the base of his skull, holding him just where she needed him most.

“From here on, no secrets. We don’t have to advertise our relationship, but I will speak to Dr. Watkins about this change in…status and we’ll figure it out from there.”

She stiffened at the mention of the Chief Administrator’s name then melted into a puddle of girl goo when Marc kissed lower and lower. He trailed down to the apex of her legs and exhaled slow and soft. The rush of warm, moist breath seeping through her cotton shorts left her completely undone.

“Tell me now if you want to stop. We’ll never talk about what happened earlier. Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll try not to think about how sweet you tasted or how hot you were all wrapped around me.” His ragged breaths told her she wasn’t the only one clinging to reason by a thread. “Tell me I’m not worth the risk, and I swear I’ll do my best to stop wanting you.” He tangled his fingers with hers, knotting them tight. “But I won’t be something you have to hide. And there are going to be people, plenty of people, who will have an issue with me loving you.”

Tagged: erotic, Novella, romance

RT 2013 – Day 3

I’m at the Romantic Time Booklovers Convention in Kansas City this week. To Celebrate, I thought I’d post a bit from one of my books each day that I’m away. Looking for one of my books? You can find them all on my page at All Romance eBooks!

Today I’m featuring March Madness - #3 in my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series – one hot story each month in 2013!

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.

                                                         

Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

March Madness

 

Shelli Ann Jones never considered ‘It takes one to know one’ an effective pick-up line, but when she runs headlong into St. Blaise Regional Medical Center’s elusive Mr. March, she revises her opinion.

Trauma Surgeon Kevin O’Shea should come with a sign that reads BEWARE OF THE DOG, but Shelli Ann couldn’t hold that against him. She only wanted him for his body. At first.

Kevin is fascinated by his new neighbor. So fascinated, he might be turning into peeping Kevin.

The tables turn when Shelli Ann uses the same meaningless flirtation, casual intimacy, and careful standoffishness Kevin thought he had trademarked against him, forcing him to unleash the full force of his dogged determination in his pursuit to win the heart of the only woman who could break his.

Here’s a taste:

Christ, you’re hot,” he growled.

“You’re hot too.”

He laughed. “No, I meant…I can feel you….”

She arched her back and the sensation of hot woman pressing against hard dick blew up the tracks his train of thought had been traveling. Turning on his heel, he pinned her to the nearest flat surface and reclaimed her mouth. The fridge rocked in time with her circling hips. Her hands fluttered, touching him everywhere, but not nearly enough. Relinquishing her mouth, he peppered her jaw and throat with hungry, wet kisses.

She hiked his shirt up to his armpits then raked her nails down his back. “Hurry, boy,” she whispered.

A long, low groan ripped from the soles of his feet. His body bowed, shying from the pain but all the while begging for more. She did it again and he thrust against her, mindlessly seeking the comfort of her body as lines of fire raced down his back.

“Beg.” She murmured the word against his ear. His body shook, need and exhaustion

battling for precious ounces of strength. God help him, he almost gave in. He almost sank to his knees and begged the woman to let him fuck her until they both passed out. He was this close. Until she added, “Come on, Tiger. Beg.”

His grunt of frustrated disbelief gave him just enough propulsion to whirl away from the fridge. Juggling one laughing, gyrating, maddeningly eager woman, he stumbled to the bedroom. Dumping her on the center of the bed, he followed her down. He pulled her hands from his neck and pinned them high above her head. The echo of her laughter bouncing off the walls faded as the sparkle in her eyes kindled.

She arched off the mattress, lifting her chin to the ceiling and leaving her throat exposed and vulnerable. He went for the jugular, scraping his teeth against her throbbing pulse, sucking the tender skin into his mouth and soothing it with his tongue. Her hips bucked. Her chest heaved. He raised his head and peered into blue eyes clouded and hazy with desire.

“I never beg.”

Tagged: erotic, Novella, romance

RT 2013 – Day 2

I’m at the Romantic Time Booklovers Convention in Kansas City this week. To Celebrate, I thought I’d post a bit from one of my books each day that I’m away. Looking for one of my books? You can find them all on my page at All Romance eBooks!

Today I’m featuring the Love Letters Anthologies - six volumes of steamy stories written by authors Ginny Glass, Christina Thacher, Emily Cale and myself. Look for all six of these exciting titles from Carina Press in 2013!

Volume 1: Obeying Desire (A-D)(Theme: BDSM)–Release Date: April 2013

D is for Detained by Maggie Wells

He was the preacher’s son, her parents owned the local sex shop. Sherry Adams and Tyler Prescott’s attraction was forbidden when they were teenagers, but years later Deputy Tyler takes out his trusty handcuffs to show her just how good they could be together.

And a tidbit:

“The cuffs…” he said breathlessly.

Meeting his earnest gaze, she finished the thought for him. “Are turning me on like you wouldn’t believe.”

The startled laugh that burst from his lips cut through the tension around them. His fingers slid into her hair, gently dislodging the clip holding the dense curls. She gasped her relief when the clasp gave way.

He gathered handfuls of her hair and tipped her head back farther. “I’d believe it.”

Volume 2: Duty to Please (E-H) (Theme: Military)– Release Date: May 2013

 

H Is for Hotshot by Maggie Wells

Smoke jumper Luke Whitehawk usually fights fires–when he’s not fighting his sizzling attraction to pilot Tara Ferris. And Tara’s determined that this is one battle Luke is destined to lose…

And a tidbit: 

“You taught me everything I know about keeping my feet on the ground. Now let go and let me teach you how to fly.”

“You’re jumping into the fire.”

“You do it every day, and it makes me burn.” He tried to retreat but Tara held her ground. She wouldn’t allow him to run when they were so damn close. She couldn’t. “If you pull back now, I want you to remember this the next time you call me ‘little girl’—I’m not the one running away, you are.”

And there’s much more to come!

Volume 3: Wicked Whispers (I-L) (Theme: Dirty Talk)– Release Date: June 2013

J Is for Jaded by Maggie Wells

Voice actress Julie Poplin secretly thinks about rocker-turned-sound engineer Vaughan Hatch when she needs to make passion leap from the page. But their audio book recording session takes a seductive turn when she accidentally speaks Vaughan’s name instead of the hero’s…

Volume 4: Travel to Temptation (M-Q)(Theme: Exotic Erotic)–Release Date: August 2013

M Is for Melting by Maggie Wells

When Samantha Walters contacts childhood friend Luca Camilleri, she discovers the boy she knew is now an incredibly desirable man. And a not-so-innocent comment in an online chat spurs Sam to give in to impulse, heading to Malta for a vacation fling.

Volume 5: Exposed (R-U) (Theme: Voyeurism/Exhibitionism)– Release Date: September 2013

U Is for Undone by Maggie Wells

Dr. Alec McCarthy has noticed hot nurse and neighbor Sofia Morales around the hospital—but she really gets his attention when she does a striptease for him in front of her window.

Volume 6: Cowboy’s Command (V-Z) (Theme: Western)– Release Date: October 2013

V Is for Vindicated by Maggie Wells

Barrel racing queen Michelle Kelly likes to ride wild—but her old flame Cole Powell might have what it takes to rope the woman he loves once and for all.

and

X Is for XXX Ranch by Maggie Wells & Emily Cale

Jane Richardson is stunned to discover that the property she’s inherited isn’t the working ranch she imagined. Handsome neighbor Clive Boland offers to buy the XXX Ranch—and proposes more than just a business deal.

Tagged: erotic, Love Letters, romance, short story

RT 2013 – Day 1

I’m at the Romantic Time Booklovers Convention in Kansas City this week. To Celebrate, I thought I’d post a bit from one of my books each day that I’m away. Looking for one of my books? You can find them all on my page at All Romance eBooks!

Today I’m featuring Jumping Mr. January – #1 in my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series – one hot story each month in 2013!

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.

                                                         

Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

Jumping Mr. January

When she pitched the idea for The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center fundraising calendar to her Board of Directors, Beth Watkins thought she wrote the perfect prescription for the small town hospital’s budget shortfall.

The moment she got a green light, Beth went after the man she wanted to be her Mr. January and so much more. She had no time to waste. Hunky EMT Robert ‘Spence’ Spencer was leaving for medical school within weeks of the photo shoot she arranged and there was no way on earth Beth was going to miss the chance to sneak a peek at her old high school crush in all his glory.

Focused and dedicated, Spence wants bigger things than his hometown can offer, but when brainy, sexy Beth Watkins breezes back into St. Blaise with a plan that includes getting into his pants, he finds she is the one woman who can offer him something he doesn’t want to refuse. 

A snippet from Jumping Mr. January:

“I want you.”

She gasped softly and the curtain of her lashes rose, unveiling eyes bright with delight. “I knew it.”

Spence chuckled and pressed the pad of his thumb to her plush lips once more. “Nothing to brag about, Beth.”

“There are sixty-three other women wishing they were here with you right now.”

Tagged: erotic, Novella, romance

Weekend Writing Warrior 4/28/13

This week’s selection comes from book #5 in the Hot Nights in St. Blaise series – Mr. Mayhem

“Marc.”

“Sir,” he whispered, staring straight into her soul. “Call me ‘sir’, Miss Melanie. I want you to save my name for when you’re coming.” He pressed his mouth to the hollow at the base of her throat. “Then I want you to scream it.”

Arching off the mattress, she gasped when one warm hand slipped under her pajama top. “Sir.”

Mr. Mayhem coming soon from Turquoise Morning Press

Lab tech Melanie Curtis claims Dr. Marc Mayhew’s shy smile won her vote for Mr. May, but the fact is, she’s been aching to get a taste of the delicious Pathologist’s mochachino skin since the moment she set eyes on him.

Quiet and reserved, Marc was happy to take refuge in his research until she walked into his lab. He tried to ignore the attraction that sparked and sizzled each time she drew near, all too aware of the strict edicts issued by the hospital’s Human Resources department, but he couldn’t deny that he wouldn’t mind subjugating himself to his bossy little subordinate. Over and over again.

The only variable he couldn’t predict was how far Melanie was willing to go to get the results she expected. When she tests his mettle, Marc finds he’s more than willing to risk everything on a case of chemistry run amok if it means he can claim her as his. For keeps.

Thanks for stopping by! Be sure to check out all of the posts from my fellow Weekend Writing Warriors!

Tagged: 8Sunday, erotic, Novella, romance, St. Blaise