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August 12, 2015
Breaking Boundaries (Book 5 of the SEAL Team heartbreakers) Prerelease and an Excerpt
As an author you never get over that big rush you get over finishing another book.
Then comes the hard part. Editing it.
But I don't think I'll ever get tired of what I do for a living now. I LOVE my job and I thank God every day I get to do it.
Breaking Boundaries, the 5th book in my SEAL Team Heartbreakers Series, is available for preorder. I never intended Breaking Boundaries to be a full length book, but the characters had a different idea. And their story line was such that there was no way I could tell their story in 35,000 words. So my readers get a 79,500 word full length book. I hope you'll like it. And it has Doc in it. I'm using this book as a kind of prequel to Doc's story so you, the reader, will get used to having his love interest call him Zach instead of Doc. And so you'll get a little more of his backstory.
Without further adu... Breaking Boundaries.
The Blurb:
Corporal Callahan Crowes returns home from Afghanistan missing part of a leg and haunted by guilt over the loss of his men. He pledges to live every moment of his life to the fullest and works to build a career in the only field he knows besides being a soldier: construction.
Reeling from her fiancé’s infidelity and their broken engagement, Kathleen O’Connor accepts a job far away from Boston and the suffocating pity of friends and family. She puts romance firmly behind her, and, armed with her shiny new architectural degree, launches her career with a commercial construction and design firm.
Her first day on the job, she sees Cal risk his life to rescue a fellow worker, and is shocked when his act of heroism triggers an unwarranted attack on him from her supervisor. When she learns Cal may lose his job because of his leg, Kathleen urges him to use social media to fight the decision, putting her own job at risk.
The public firestorm pushes Cal into the limelight in ways he least expects, but shows him a missing limb’s not the barrier to love he's believed it is. But there’s something besides business politics brewing at work, and when Kathleen’s life is threatened, she discovers there’s more to a man than two good legs—it’s the size of his heart that counts.
And an excerpt: AFGHANISTANPROLOGUE
The squeak and rattle of the vehicle’s chassis as they hit another pothole in the dirt clotted road acted as a minor irritant compared to the hundred and twenty degree heat inside. Corporal Cal Crowes, the driver, twisted the wheel to the right in an attempt to miss a hole big enough to bury a wheel and grunted in satisfaction when he straddled the pit.“Fuck me!” Private Jasper Holland exclaimed. “Ollie Gunter deserves a fast trip to hell with a short poker.”Cal started to laugh at the comment and decided he didn’t have the extra energy. The rolling oven they were currently traveling in, better known as a Humvee, slowly sapped the moisture from his body like a sauna. The two privates encased inside with him weren’t fairing any better. The only one in their foursome getting any relief was Private first class Neil Carter currently riding in the gun shield on the roof. The dusty road stretched ahead as they worked their way toward the northern mountains. Jasper continued his grumbling, “Why couldn’t he fix our damn air conditioning before this patrol? He had twelve fucking hours.”Though he had similar feelings for the mechanic, he needed to pull rank and head off the bitchfest. “Griping about it doesn’t change anything, Jazz. I’ll deal with it as soon as we return to base.”“After eight hours in this fucking kiln we’ll be so dehydrated none of us will feel like taking on that shit brick.” Private Mitchell Ellison said in a deadpan voice.Cal tracked movement as they passed a cart being pulled by a young boy heading in the opposite direction. His jaw tightened. Sweat rolled down his sides beneath his shirt but it did nothing to cool the sensation of being baked inside his body amour. The window next to him beckoned with the promise of some small relief. With the possibility of having a grenade tossed into the vehicle or a lucky shot being placed by a sniper they didn’t dare take the risk. “I’ll deal with Ollie.”In the rear view mirror Cal caught Ellison’s quick movement as he tossed a look behind them to the small convoy of vehicles following theirs. “I bet if we were SEALs Gunter would have fixed our vehicle,” Ellison murmured. “Those guys can get things done when they need it.”The Special Ops eight man team, riding four to a vehicle in the convoy behind them had looked well armed and focused. Flash Carney, the sniper of the team and Greenback Shaker, had accompanied their Marine squad on more than one patrol when they sought to clear buildings suspected of harboring insurgents. They were the only two he knew.Those guys probably fixed their own damn vehicle issues when they had to. Maybe if they were able to do the same they wouldn’t be steaming inside the armored Humvee with the dismal breeze from above. The situation fed his anger and his voice took on an edge. “I put in the order. Gunter didn’t do the work and I had no control over that. I’ll have control over what happens when we get back though. Now stow this shit and keep your eyes o—.”A shallow depression, suspicious and threatening, lead up to the next pothole. Cal stomped on the breaks and swung the wheel sharply to the left in an attempt to miss it.Sound roared through the vehicle pounding his eardrums, his brain. The front of the Humvee heaved upward. The steering wheel clipped his chin and snapped his head back. His vision went white, then gray, faded to black.He woke to a harsh ringing in his ears and the smell of smoke. He threw out a searching hand. Who was beside him? Jazz? He gripped the mesh on the man’s body armor. Smoke billowed from the front of the vehicle. They’d been hit. They had to get out of the Humvee. He forced his eyes to stay open. Blood gushed from Jazz’s mouth to run down his chin onto his BDUs. The car’s engine sat in his lap pinning him to the seat. God. “Ja—.” Cal’s jaw hung numb and useless. His mouth was full of marbles. He used his tongue to work them out. Bits of his own teeth hung off his chin. The door beside him was jerked open. The rattle of machine gun fire sounded muffled as it burst from a few yards to the right. He reached for his sidearm and drew it. He had to protect himself, his men. He focused in relief on the camouflage uniform within his vision. Thick red hair stuck out from under a Boonie hat. Dark green eyes, stony with purpose, scanned his face. A rust colored beard covered the lower half of his face. The guy reached in and dragged him free. Cal’s head pounded like his skull was being beaten to dust by a jackhammer. The world tilted and the sky, burning bright blue, blistered his eyes and he closed them as pain knifed through his brain. “My men,” he tried to say and it ended up sounding like “M-mn.”“Where’s that chopper?”The words were still muffled but he could hear them.”“Fifteen minutes out.”Bullets rattled and pinged off the smoldering remains of the Humvee’s chasse. Red threw himself over Cal to cover him, his body curved to hold his weight off of him as much as possible. An explosion sounded from close by and the shots ceased. Red pried the side arm Cal gripped away from him. “You won’t need this. You’re covered.” “Bowie.” He flipped a length of stretchy rubber and a tongue depressor at the soldier beside him. “Get a tourniquet on that leg.” Cal barely felt the needle he jabbed a needle into the bend of his arm. Red hooked up an IV.Whose leg? Was it one of the guys’? When Bowie knelt at his side Cal realized it was his leg they were talking about. Where were his men? Jazz? Neil? Ellison?Cal tried to turn his head in the direction of the vehicle but the red headed guy gripped his face. He nearly screamed as the pain shot to the top of his head.“Don’t turn your head. You have a broken jaw and maybe a broken neck.” His body felt numb but he could still move his arms and legs. “Mn.”Red stopped what he was doing to lean over him. “Focus on getting through the next minute Corporal, then the next five. Keep breathing. You’re going to make it.” By not saying anything about the others, he was saying they were dead. Ellison with his dry wit. Jazz with his soft Tennessee twang who tried his patience. Neil, the quiet boy from Oklahoma. They were gone. The pain of it crushed his lungs and brought every injury he had roaring to life. He couldn’t grit his teeth around it because his jaw wouldn’t work. Both his legs burned with agony. He choked out a groan as Red cut away his pants and applied pressure dressings around different parts of his legs.When they lifted him onto a stretcher he yelped in pain every muscle in his body clenching against it. His vision went white, then gray again. “Stay with me Corporal.” The SEAL medic wrapped an ace bandage around the stretcher and his forehead, insuring his head remained stationary. “I can’t give you any morphine. You have a head injury. They’ll assess you at the hospital and give you something for the pain. You just have to hold on a little while longer.”Five minutes seemed like an hour when the numbness began to recede and his injuries began to scream. His whole face ached and his eyes watered. His legs were on fire. Red crunched a chemical ice pack and put it to his face. The coolness eased the pain a tiny bit. He gripped the man’s wrist in gratitude.A black hawk chopper came in low, spun around and landed in the desert a hundred feet from their location. The SEALs lifted the stretcher and carried him to it.The rotor blades turned above, pounding him with air and jerking at his clothing. Three black body bags next to him rustled. He was flying back with the men he’d started the patrol with. Their faces, the sound of their voices rushed back to him in a kaleidoscope of pain. He’d turned the wheel to avoid the IED too late. The world had gone to hell. Tears streamed down his temples. The medic on board the chopper reached across him and grabbed the IV bag from Red. Flash, the SEAL sniper he’d worked with, leaned over him and gave his arm a squeeze. “You’re going to make it, Cal. Believe it.” With the dead bodies of his men lying beside him, it was hard to believe in anything.
The book is available for preorder thus far at:Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B013QDDESC Apple: http://apple.co/1MmOx7H Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/567300
Don't forget any of the other SEAL Team Heartbreakers books available.
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1ezAg50
B&N http://bit.ly/QrnCxu
Smashwords http://bit.ly/1EjzSWw
Apple: http://bit.ly/OfgIJHKobo: http://bitly.com/1uUJ3HRGoogle play: http://bit.ly/196eoj1
BREAKING FREE Can a love-shy physical therapist with a fragile self-esteem and a commitment wary Navy SEAL plagued by guilt, discover the man responsible for her brother's injuries? Or will loyalties forged on the battlefield prove more binding than the truth? Or their love?
BREAKING THROUGH Ensign Brett Weaver wakes from a month-long coma to discover he is being investigated for murder.
When Brett offers Reporter Tess Kelly information about SEAL training in exchange for an introduction to her father, she jumps at the chance. But the secret she discovers about Brett is just as newsworthy. Will her feelings for him prevent her from releasing a story that could destroy his SEAL career?
BREAKING AWAY Navy SEAL Harold “Flash” Carney is neck deep in a double cross, cut off from his team, and on the run with only his training to keep him alive.
Samantha Cross is desperate to leave her past as a battered wife behind, but her ex husband has turned stalker and threatening to take her daughter.
Samantha and Flash can’t fight their attraction. Will trouble pasts destroy their love?
BREAKING TIES (a SEAL Team Heartbreakers novella) Navy SEAL Oliver Shaker is blindsided when he learns that not only does his wife, Selena, have a life-threatening illness, but she’s also pregnant. Can the SEAL code he follows see them through?
BUILDING TIES Navy SEAL Brett 'Cutter' Weaver is on a mission to Nicaragua when he learns his bride-to-be, Tess Kelly, has been injured in a car bombing. He rushes home to find Tess embroiled in three controversial stories, and one interview at a time, they set out to catch a murderer.
Read on,Teresa Reasor
Then comes the hard part. Editing it.
But I don't think I'll ever get tired of what I do for a living now. I LOVE my job and I thank God every day I get to do it.
Breaking Boundaries, the 5th book in my SEAL Team Heartbreakers Series, is available for preorder. I never intended Breaking Boundaries to be a full length book, but the characters had a different idea. And their story line was such that there was no way I could tell their story in 35,000 words. So my readers get a 79,500 word full length book. I hope you'll like it. And it has Doc in it. I'm using this book as a kind of prequel to Doc's story so you, the reader, will get used to having his love interest call him Zach instead of Doc. And so you'll get a little more of his backstory.
Without further adu... Breaking Boundaries.
The Blurb:
Corporal Callahan Crowes returns home from Afghanistan missing part of a leg and haunted by guilt over the loss of his men. He pledges to live every moment of his life to the fullest and works to build a career in the only field he knows besides being a soldier: construction.
Reeling from her fiancé’s infidelity and their broken engagement, Kathleen O’Connor accepts a job far away from Boston and the suffocating pity of friends and family. She puts romance firmly behind her, and, armed with her shiny new architectural degree, launches her career with a commercial construction and design firm.
Her first day on the job, she sees Cal risk his life to rescue a fellow worker, and is shocked when his act of heroism triggers an unwarranted attack on him from her supervisor. When she learns Cal may lose his job because of his leg, Kathleen urges him to use social media to fight the decision, putting her own job at risk.
The public firestorm pushes Cal into the limelight in ways he least expects, but shows him a missing limb’s not the barrier to love he's believed it is. But there’s something besides business politics brewing at work, and when Kathleen’s life is threatened, she discovers there’s more to a man than two good legs—it’s the size of his heart that counts.
And an excerpt: AFGHANISTANPROLOGUE
The squeak and rattle of the vehicle’s chassis as they hit another pothole in the dirt clotted road acted as a minor irritant compared to the hundred and twenty degree heat inside. Corporal Cal Crowes, the driver, twisted the wheel to the right in an attempt to miss a hole big enough to bury a wheel and grunted in satisfaction when he straddled the pit.“Fuck me!” Private Jasper Holland exclaimed. “Ollie Gunter deserves a fast trip to hell with a short poker.”Cal started to laugh at the comment and decided he didn’t have the extra energy. The rolling oven they were currently traveling in, better known as a Humvee, slowly sapped the moisture from his body like a sauna. The two privates encased inside with him weren’t fairing any better. The only one in their foursome getting any relief was Private first class Neil Carter currently riding in the gun shield on the roof. The dusty road stretched ahead as they worked their way toward the northern mountains. Jasper continued his grumbling, “Why couldn’t he fix our damn air conditioning before this patrol? He had twelve fucking hours.”Though he had similar feelings for the mechanic, he needed to pull rank and head off the bitchfest. “Griping about it doesn’t change anything, Jazz. I’ll deal with it as soon as we return to base.”“After eight hours in this fucking kiln we’ll be so dehydrated none of us will feel like taking on that shit brick.” Private Mitchell Ellison said in a deadpan voice.Cal tracked movement as they passed a cart being pulled by a young boy heading in the opposite direction. His jaw tightened. Sweat rolled down his sides beneath his shirt but it did nothing to cool the sensation of being baked inside his body amour. The window next to him beckoned with the promise of some small relief. With the possibility of having a grenade tossed into the vehicle or a lucky shot being placed by a sniper they didn’t dare take the risk. “I’ll deal with Ollie.”In the rear view mirror Cal caught Ellison’s quick movement as he tossed a look behind them to the small convoy of vehicles following theirs. “I bet if we were SEALs Gunter would have fixed our vehicle,” Ellison murmured. “Those guys can get things done when they need it.”The Special Ops eight man team, riding four to a vehicle in the convoy behind them had looked well armed and focused. Flash Carney, the sniper of the team and Greenback Shaker, had accompanied their Marine squad on more than one patrol when they sought to clear buildings suspected of harboring insurgents. They were the only two he knew.Those guys probably fixed their own damn vehicle issues when they had to. Maybe if they were able to do the same they wouldn’t be steaming inside the armored Humvee with the dismal breeze from above. The situation fed his anger and his voice took on an edge. “I put in the order. Gunter didn’t do the work and I had no control over that. I’ll have control over what happens when we get back though. Now stow this shit and keep your eyes o—.”A shallow depression, suspicious and threatening, lead up to the next pothole. Cal stomped on the breaks and swung the wheel sharply to the left in an attempt to miss it.Sound roared through the vehicle pounding his eardrums, his brain. The front of the Humvee heaved upward. The steering wheel clipped his chin and snapped his head back. His vision went white, then gray, faded to black.He woke to a harsh ringing in his ears and the smell of smoke. He threw out a searching hand. Who was beside him? Jazz? He gripped the mesh on the man’s body armor. Smoke billowed from the front of the vehicle. They’d been hit. They had to get out of the Humvee. He forced his eyes to stay open. Blood gushed from Jazz’s mouth to run down his chin onto his BDUs. The car’s engine sat in his lap pinning him to the seat. God. “Ja—.” Cal’s jaw hung numb and useless. His mouth was full of marbles. He used his tongue to work them out. Bits of his own teeth hung off his chin. The door beside him was jerked open. The rattle of machine gun fire sounded muffled as it burst from a few yards to the right. He reached for his sidearm and drew it. He had to protect himself, his men. He focused in relief on the camouflage uniform within his vision. Thick red hair stuck out from under a Boonie hat. Dark green eyes, stony with purpose, scanned his face. A rust colored beard covered the lower half of his face. The guy reached in and dragged him free. Cal’s head pounded like his skull was being beaten to dust by a jackhammer. The world tilted and the sky, burning bright blue, blistered his eyes and he closed them as pain knifed through his brain. “My men,” he tried to say and it ended up sounding like “M-mn.”“Where’s that chopper?”The words were still muffled but he could hear them.”“Fifteen minutes out.”Bullets rattled and pinged off the smoldering remains of the Humvee’s chasse. Red threw himself over Cal to cover him, his body curved to hold his weight off of him as much as possible. An explosion sounded from close by and the shots ceased. Red pried the side arm Cal gripped away from him. “You won’t need this. You’re covered.” “Bowie.” He flipped a length of stretchy rubber and a tongue depressor at the soldier beside him. “Get a tourniquet on that leg.” Cal barely felt the needle he jabbed a needle into the bend of his arm. Red hooked up an IV.Whose leg? Was it one of the guys’? When Bowie knelt at his side Cal realized it was his leg they were talking about. Where were his men? Jazz? Neil? Ellison?Cal tried to turn his head in the direction of the vehicle but the red headed guy gripped his face. He nearly screamed as the pain shot to the top of his head.“Don’t turn your head. You have a broken jaw and maybe a broken neck.” His body felt numb but he could still move his arms and legs. “Mn.”Red stopped what he was doing to lean over him. “Focus on getting through the next minute Corporal, then the next five. Keep breathing. You’re going to make it.” By not saying anything about the others, he was saying they were dead. Ellison with his dry wit. Jazz with his soft Tennessee twang who tried his patience. Neil, the quiet boy from Oklahoma. They were gone. The pain of it crushed his lungs and brought every injury he had roaring to life. He couldn’t grit his teeth around it because his jaw wouldn’t work. Both his legs burned with agony. He choked out a groan as Red cut away his pants and applied pressure dressings around different parts of his legs.When they lifted him onto a stretcher he yelped in pain every muscle in his body clenching against it. His vision went white, then gray again. “Stay with me Corporal.” The SEAL medic wrapped an ace bandage around the stretcher and his forehead, insuring his head remained stationary. “I can’t give you any morphine. You have a head injury. They’ll assess you at the hospital and give you something for the pain. You just have to hold on a little while longer.”Five minutes seemed like an hour when the numbness began to recede and his injuries began to scream. His whole face ached and his eyes watered. His legs were on fire. Red crunched a chemical ice pack and put it to his face. The coolness eased the pain a tiny bit. He gripped the man’s wrist in gratitude.A black hawk chopper came in low, spun around and landed in the desert a hundred feet from their location. The SEALs lifted the stretcher and carried him to it.The rotor blades turned above, pounding him with air and jerking at his clothing. Three black body bags next to him rustled. He was flying back with the men he’d started the patrol with. Their faces, the sound of their voices rushed back to him in a kaleidoscope of pain. He’d turned the wheel to avoid the IED too late. The world had gone to hell. Tears streamed down his temples. The medic on board the chopper reached across him and grabbed the IV bag from Red. Flash, the SEAL sniper he’d worked with, leaned over him and gave his arm a squeeze. “You’re going to make it, Cal. Believe it.” With the dead bodies of his men lying beside him, it was hard to believe in anything.
The book is available for preorder thus far at:Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B013QDDESC Apple: http://apple.co/1MmOx7H Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/567300
Don't forget any of the other SEAL Team Heartbreakers books available.
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1ezAg50 B&N http://bit.ly/QrnCxu
Smashwords http://bit.ly/1EjzSWw
Apple: http://bit.ly/OfgIJHKobo: http://bitly.com/1uUJ3HRGoogle play: http://bit.ly/196eoj1
BREAKING FREE Can a love-shy physical therapist with a fragile self-esteem and a commitment wary Navy SEAL plagued by guilt, discover the man responsible for her brother's injuries? Or will loyalties forged on the battlefield prove more binding than the truth? Or their love?
BREAKING THROUGH Ensign Brett Weaver wakes from a month-long coma to discover he is being investigated for murder.
When Brett offers Reporter Tess Kelly information about SEAL training in exchange for an introduction to her father, she jumps at the chance. But the secret she discovers about Brett is just as newsworthy. Will her feelings for him prevent her from releasing a story that could destroy his SEAL career?
BREAKING AWAY Navy SEAL Harold “Flash” Carney is neck deep in a double cross, cut off from his team, and on the run with only his training to keep him alive.
Samantha Cross is desperate to leave her past as a battered wife behind, but her ex husband has turned stalker and threatening to take her daughter.
Samantha and Flash can’t fight their attraction. Will trouble pasts destroy their love?
BREAKING TIES (a SEAL Team Heartbreakers novella) Navy SEAL Oliver Shaker is blindsided when he learns that not only does his wife, Selena, have a life-threatening illness, but she’s also pregnant. Can the SEAL code he follows see them through?
BUILDING TIES Navy SEAL Brett 'Cutter' Weaver is on a mission to Nicaragua when he learns his bride-to-be, Tess Kelly, has been injured in a car bombing. He rushes home to find Tess embroiled in three controversial stories, and one interview at a time, they set out to catch a murderer.
Read on,Teresa Reasor
May 15, 2015
A NEW RELEASE AND A SNEAK PEAK AT THE COVER OF BREAKING BOUNDARIES: A SEAL TEAM HEARTBREAKER NOVELLA
I want to thank all my readers. Without you my books would sit on the shelves and never be read. I can't tell you how grateful I am for each and every one of you.
And for those of you who share my releases with others, a special thank you to you.
A NEW RELEASE!!! Deep Within The Shadows is available for preorder at $.99 at all retailers. I'll be keeping the price there for the first month.
My kickass cover (Tracy Stewart my cover artist is the bomb) has been entered in two contests. The Affaire De Coeur cover contest in the ALMOST KISS category. Check it out. Voting for the semi-finalists will be open to readers July1, 2015 and will end midnight July 15th. I hope you'll get out and vote so DWTS can win!!
And on June 21-28 during Urban/ Contemporary Fantasy theme week it will be entered in the cover contest for the entire week. I'll be posting more info about this contest as it becomes available.
Here's the Blurb:
Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
An Excerpt:
CHAPTER 1
Juliet Templeton scanned the patrons lined up at the bar waiting for drinks. Her hands flew as she packed ice into a glass and measured vodka in a jigger and dumped it in. She reached for the orange juice and tipped the jug.
“Have I told you this vampire-biker-chick look suits you?” Justin’s warm, moist breath brushed her neck. She flinched away, resisting the urge to elbow him in the gut. Orange juice splashed onto the counter. For weeks, since he’d been hired to bartend, he’d pushed for a date. He was doing it again tonight. With his shaggy mop of dark hair, clean-shaven, angular jaw, and hazel eyes, he could pass for Hayden Christensen’s cousin. Even with the Goth makeup turning his skin pale, he exuded sex appeal. Had her feelings not been deadened to it—to him—to every man, since—
“Look Justin. I don’t date anyone I work with. It causes too many complications. Move on to someone else.”
His smile wavered but didn’t quite die. “Maybe I’ll have to quit my job, then.”
She shook her head. I’m not worth the sacrifice. I’m trouble you don’t need. She slid the drink to the waiting customer and picked up his money.
A woman slinked up to the bar, her tight black strapless dress hugging her generous curves like a sausage casing. With arrogance and grace, she raised her hand in a demanding gesture. Juliet took a deep breath. She didn’t have the patience to deal with Justin and her, too. She nodded toward the customer. “Can you get her order? I need to ring this up.” She waved the money in her hand.
With a wry grin, Justin strolled down the workspace behind the bar, his shoes squeaking on the rubber mat.
Juliet heaved a gusty sigh. Maybe he’d hook up with Ms. Sausage and quit pressuring her. Hell, maybe they’d find true love together. She could only hope.
Her feet ached, as did her back, from nearly ten hours behind the bar. Even her facial muscles felt tired from smiling at customers. She just wanted to finish her shift and go home to a long, long bath and an empty bed.
She returned to the task at hand. The heavy metal beat from the stage pounded against her ears, drowning out the beep of the cash register as she keyed in the order. The base drum thumped in time with the headache throbbing behind her eyes. Jesus! She rubbed her temples. The rock bands Hector hired were usually more than loud enough, but for the last two weeks, The Skull’s music had been falling just short of an assault.
She scanned the dance floor where a strobe light captured the dancers’ stop-action gyrations. Not couples, but the group, the collective. They moved as one. She paused a moment, attempting to guess which were human and which had something to hide. The smoke machine backstage provided an eerie atmospheric backdrop for the band and the audience. Since they were already painted and garbed in Goth style, the special effects lent the patrons the look of extras on a Day of the Dead movie set.
The bar was the new happening hangout in Superstition, Kentucky. Business was booming. Tips were good. Unless you knew what to look for, it was difficult to sort the real from the imagined. Management strenuously encouraged the employees to dress a part. And the clientele.
Since the college had taken root, the sleepy little town of Superstition had begun to attract an interesting demographic. Very interesting.
The counter was sticky from orange juice she slopped while trying to fix a screwdriver and also avoid Justin’s latest pseudo-amorous efforts. She wiped her workstation with a damp sponge, tossed it in the sink, and turned her attention to the next drink order, a Primal Scream. The lead singer accompanied the order with a shrill demonstration. Juliet winced.
From the stage, a spotlight swept across the crowd and paused on the bar. Blinking against the harsh glare, she snatched up a bottle of Kahlua from the packed shelves. Its sweet scent momentarily dulled the flowery smell of her last customer’s cologne. The mirror behind the bar captured a brief glimpse of her pale face and exaggerated eye makeup.
A movement, a form, stealthy, fast, and gray, rose behind her in the glass. Cold feathered her skin and crawled across her scalp. The shape sprouted two very long arm-like appendages that looped around her. With a startled yelp, she twisted around to face the threat. The spotlight swung away.
Juliet blinked, blinded by the change in light. Her vision cleared.
Nothing. Nothing was there.
Links to order are:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1JR4LEzSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/540897Kobo: http://bit.ly/1Kml5tDApple: http://apple.co/1F9L3TxBarnes and Noble: http://bit.ly/1EopF6a
Sneak peak at the cover for BREAKING BOUNDARIES, a new SEAL Team Heartbreakers Novella. I love the cover. It projects the feel of the books of people having to break free of all the boundaries in their lives and reach for happiness. Look at that wall behind him. And my guy is Callahan Crowe in the flesh.
Here's the blurb:
Breaking Boundaries: Corporal Callahan Crowe arrives home from Afghanistan missing part of a leg and haunted by guilt over the loss of his men. With their memory in mind, he pledges to live every moment of life for them all. And despite having a prosthetic, he is determined to build a career in the only field he knows besides being a soldier: construction.
Reeling from her fiancé’s infidelity and broken engagement, Kathleen O’Connor accepts a job far away from Boston to escape the sympathetic fallout from friends and family. With her shiny, new architectural degree, she decides to launch her career with a commercial construction and design firm, and puts romance firmly behind her.
Her first day on the job, Kathleen witnesses an act of unfounded prejudice against Cal Crowes that disturbs her. When she learns Cal may lose his job because of his leg, The public firestorm pushes Cal into the limelight in ways he isn’t expecting, and shows him a missing limb isn’t the stumbling block to love he's believed it is. And Kathleen discovers there’s more to a man than two good legs—it’s the size of his heart that counts.
Breaking Boundaries will be out in July!!!
And don't forget my other three paranormals:
They're available everywhere.
TIMELESS
(Paranormal Romantic Suspense) When a marine archaeologist and a salvage diver discover the extraordinary power of ancient Celtic monoliths, they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever WHISPER IN MY EAR
(A paranormal Fantasy Romance)Mermaid Katrina Lawson has adapted to living on land among humans. Though deaf, the promise of a cochlear implant offers her a ray of hope.
Drew Saunders uses his voice as a tool of seduction, but because Katrina is deaf, he must work to build a relationship with her the human way.
But Katrina's doctor has discovered her secret. Will she have to sacrifice their love for the good of her species?
AN AUTOMATED DEATH
(A STEAMPUNK SHORT STORY) FREE!! A young boy's spirit possesses an automaton he and his father are building to offer his grief stricken parent comforting messages. When the man who killed him becomes obsessed with the machine, he and the boy’s father are set on a collision course guaranteed to cause tragedy.
Read on,Teresa Reasor
And for those of you who share my releases with others, a special thank you to you.
A NEW RELEASE!!! Deep Within The Shadows is available for preorder at $.99 at all retailers. I'll be keeping the price there for the first month.
My kickass cover (Tracy Stewart my cover artist is the bomb) has been entered in two contests. The Affaire De Coeur cover contest in the ALMOST KISS category. Check it out. Voting for the semi-finalists will be open to readers July1, 2015 and will end midnight July 15th. I hope you'll get out and vote so DWTS can win!!
And on June 21-28 during Urban/ Contemporary Fantasy theme week it will be entered in the cover contest for the entire week. I'll be posting more info about this contest as it becomes available.
Here's the Blurb:
Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
An Excerpt:
CHAPTER 1
Juliet Templeton scanned the patrons lined up at the bar waiting for drinks. Her hands flew as she packed ice into a glass and measured vodka in a jigger and dumped it in. She reached for the orange juice and tipped the jug.
“Have I told you this vampire-biker-chick look suits you?” Justin’s warm, moist breath brushed her neck. She flinched away, resisting the urge to elbow him in the gut. Orange juice splashed onto the counter. For weeks, since he’d been hired to bartend, he’d pushed for a date. He was doing it again tonight. With his shaggy mop of dark hair, clean-shaven, angular jaw, and hazel eyes, he could pass for Hayden Christensen’s cousin. Even with the Goth makeup turning his skin pale, he exuded sex appeal. Had her feelings not been deadened to it—to him—to every man, since—
“Look Justin. I don’t date anyone I work with. It causes too many complications. Move on to someone else.”
His smile wavered but didn’t quite die. “Maybe I’ll have to quit my job, then.”
She shook her head. I’m not worth the sacrifice. I’m trouble you don’t need. She slid the drink to the waiting customer and picked up his money.
A woman slinked up to the bar, her tight black strapless dress hugging her generous curves like a sausage casing. With arrogance and grace, she raised her hand in a demanding gesture. Juliet took a deep breath. She didn’t have the patience to deal with Justin and her, too. She nodded toward the customer. “Can you get her order? I need to ring this up.” She waved the money in her hand.
With a wry grin, Justin strolled down the workspace behind the bar, his shoes squeaking on the rubber mat.
Juliet heaved a gusty sigh. Maybe he’d hook up with Ms. Sausage and quit pressuring her. Hell, maybe they’d find true love together. She could only hope.
Her feet ached, as did her back, from nearly ten hours behind the bar. Even her facial muscles felt tired from smiling at customers. She just wanted to finish her shift and go home to a long, long bath and an empty bed.
She returned to the task at hand. The heavy metal beat from the stage pounded against her ears, drowning out the beep of the cash register as she keyed in the order. The base drum thumped in time with the headache throbbing behind her eyes. Jesus! She rubbed her temples. The rock bands Hector hired were usually more than loud enough, but for the last two weeks, The Skull’s music had been falling just short of an assault.
She scanned the dance floor where a strobe light captured the dancers’ stop-action gyrations. Not couples, but the group, the collective. They moved as one. She paused a moment, attempting to guess which were human and which had something to hide. The smoke machine backstage provided an eerie atmospheric backdrop for the band and the audience. Since they were already painted and garbed in Goth style, the special effects lent the patrons the look of extras on a Day of the Dead movie set.
The bar was the new happening hangout in Superstition, Kentucky. Business was booming. Tips were good. Unless you knew what to look for, it was difficult to sort the real from the imagined. Management strenuously encouraged the employees to dress a part. And the clientele.
Since the college had taken root, the sleepy little town of Superstition had begun to attract an interesting demographic. Very interesting.
The counter was sticky from orange juice she slopped while trying to fix a screwdriver and also avoid Justin’s latest pseudo-amorous efforts. She wiped her workstation with a damp sponge, tossed it in the sink, and turned her attention to the next drink order, a Primal Scream. The lead singer accompanied the order with a shrill demonstration. Juliet winced.
From the stage, a spotlight swept across the crowd and paused on the bar. Blinking against the harsh glare, she snatched up a bottle of Kahlua from the packed shelves. Its sweet scent momentarily dulled the flowery smell of her last customer’s cologne. The mirror behind the bar captured a brief glimpse of her pale face and exaggerated eye makeup.
A movement, a form, stealthy, fast, and gray, rose behind her in the glass. Cold feathered her skin and crawled across her scalp. The shape sprouted two very long arm-like appendages that looped around her. With a startled yelp, she twisted around to face the threat. The spotlight swung away.
Juliet blinked, blinded by the change in light. Her vision cleared.
Nothing. Nothing was there.
Links to order are:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1JR4LEzSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/540897Kobo: http://bit.ly/1Kml5tDApple: http://apple.co/1F9L3TxBarnes and Noble: http://bit.ly/1EopF6a
Sneak peak at the cover for BREAKING BOUNDARIES, a new SEAL Team Heartbreakers Novella. I love the cover. It projects the feel of the books of people having to break free of all the boundaries in their lives and reach for happiness. Look at that wall behind him. And my guy is Callahan Crowe in the flesh.
Here's the blurb:
Breaking Boundaries: Corporal Callahan Crowe arrives home from Afghanistan missing part of a leg and haunted by guilt over the loss of his men. With their memory in mind, he pledges to live every moment of life for them all. And despite having a prosthetic, he is determined to build a career in the only field he knows besides being a soldier: construction.
Reeling from her fiancé’s infidelity and broken engagement, Kathleen O’Connor accepts a job far away from Boston to escape the sympathetic fallout from friends and family. With her shiny, new architectural degree, she decides to launch her career with a commercial construction and design firm, and puts romance firmly behind her.
Her first day on the job, Kathleen witnesses an act of unfounded prejudice against Cal Crowes that disturbs her. When she learns Cal may lose his job because of his leg, The public firestorm pushes Cal into the limelight in ways he isn’t expecting, and shows him a missing limb isn’t the stumbling block to love he's believed it is. And Kathleen discovers there’s more to a man than two good legs—it’s the size of his heart that counts.
Breaking Boundaries will be out in July!!!
And don't forget my other three paranormals:
They're available everywhere.
TIMELESS
(Paranormal Romantic Suspense) When a marine archaeologist and a salvage diver discover the extraordinary power of ancient Celtic monoliths, they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever WHISPER IN MY EAR
(A paranormal Fantasy Romance)Mermaid Katrina Lawson has adapted to living on land among humans. Though deaf, the promise of a cochlear implant offers her a ray of hope.
Drew Saunders uses his voice as a tool of seduction, but because Katrina is deaf, he must work to build a relationship with her the human way.
But Katrina's doctor has discovered her secret. Will she have to sacrifice their love for the good of her species?
AN AUTOMATED DEATH
(A STEAMPUNK SHORT STORY) FREE!! A young boy's spirit possesses an automaton he and his father are building to offer his grief stricken parent comforting messages. When the man who killed him becomes obsessed with the machine, he and the boy’s father are set on a collision course guaranteed to cause tragedy.
Read on,Teresa Reasor
May 6, 2015
Coming May 18th!! Deep Within The Shadows
May 18th will be the big day!! Deep Within The Shadows is available for preorder at $.99 at Amazon right now! The big release day is May 18th!!
Here's the Blurb:
Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
An Excerpt:
CHAPTER 1
Juliet Templeton scanned the patrons lined up at the bar waiting for drinks. Her hands flew as she packed ice into a glass and measured vodka in a jigger and dumped it in. She reached for the orange juice and tipped the jug. “Have I told you this vampire-biker-chick look suits you?” Justin’s warm, moist breath brushed her neck. She flinched away, resisting the urge to elbow him in the gut. Orange juice splashed onto the counter. For weeks, since he’d been hired to bartend, he’d pushed for a date. He was doing it again tonight. With his shaggy mop of dark hair, clean-shaven, angular jaw, and hazel eyes, he could pass for Hayden Christensen’s cousin. Even with the Goth makeup turning his skin pale, he exuded sex appeal. Had her feelings not been deadened to it—to him—to every man, since—“Look Justin. I don’t date anyone I work with. It causes too many complications. Move on to someone else.”His smile wavered but didn’t quite die. “Maybe I’ll have to quit my job, then.”She shook her head. I’m not worth the sacrifice. I’m trouble you don’t need. She slid the drink to the waiting customer and picked up his money. A woman slinked up to the bar, her tight black strapless dress hugging her generous curves like a sausage casing. With arrogance and grace, she raised her hand in a demanding gesture. Juliet took a deep breath. She didn’t have the patience to deal with Justin and her, too. She nodded toward the customer. “Can you get her order? I need to ring this up.” She waved the money in her hand.With a wry grin, Justin strolled down the workspace behind the bar, his shoes squeaking on the rubber mat.Juliet heaved a gusty sigh. Maybe he’d hook up with Ms. Sausage and quit pressuring her. Hell, maybe they’d find true love together. She could only hope. Her feet ached, as did her back, from nearly ten hours behind the bar. Even her facial muscles felt tired from smiling at customers. She just wanted to finish her shift and go home to a long, long bath and an empty bed.She returned to the task at hand. The heavy metal beat from the stage pounded against her ears, drowning out the beep of the cash register as she keyed in the order. The base drum thumped in time with the headache throbbing behind her eyes. Jesus! She rubbed her temples. The rock bands Hector hired were usually more than loud enough, but for the last two weeks, The Skull’s music had been falling just short of an assault.She scanned the dance floor where a strobe light captured the dancers’ stop-action gyrations. Not couples, but the group, the collective. They moved as one. She paused a moment, attempting to guess which were human and which had something to hide. The smoke machine backstage provided an eerie atmospheric backdrop for the band and the audience. Since they were already painted and garbed in Goth style, the special effects lent the patrons the look of extras on a Day of the Dead movie set.The bar was the new happening hangout in Superstition, Kentucky. Business was booming. Tips were good. Unless you knew what to look for, it was difficult to sort the real from the imagined. Management strenuously encouraged the employees to dress a part. And the clientele.Since the college had taken root, the sleepy little town of Superstition had begun to attract an interesting demographic. Very interesting.The counter was sticky from orange juice she slopped while trying to fix a screwdriver and also avoid Justin’s latest pseudo-amorous efforts. She wiped her workstation with a damp sponge, tossed it in the sink, and turned her attention to the next drink order, a Primal Scream. The lead singer accompanied the order with a shrill demonstration. Juliet winced.From the stage, a spotlight swept across the crowd and paused on the bar. Blinking against the harsh glare, she snatched up a bottle of Kahlua from the packed shelves. Its sweet scent momentarily dulled the flowery smell of her last customer’s cologne. The mirror behind the bar captured a brief glimpse of her pale face and exaggerated eye makeup. A movement, a form, stealthy, fast, and gray, rose behind her in the glass. Cold feathered her skin and crawled across her scalp. The shape sprouted two very long arm-like appendages that looped around her. With a startled yelp, she twisted around to face the threat. The spotlight swung away.Juliet blinked, blinded by the change in light. Her vision cleared. Nothing. Nothing was there.
Links to preorder are:Amazon: http://amzn.to/1JR4LEz Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/540897Kobo: http://bit.ly/1Kml5tDApple: http://apple.co/1F9L3Tx
I'll be adding more as they come in. Read On,Teresa Reasor
Here's the Blurb:
Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
An Excerpt:
CHAPTER 1
Juliet Templeton scanned the patrons lined up at the bar waiting for drinks. Her hands flew as she packed ice into a glass and measured vodka in a jigger and dumped it in. She reached for the orange juice and tipped the jug. “Have I told you this vampire-biker-chick look suits you?” Justin’s warm, moist breath brushed her neck. She flinched away, resisting the urge to elbow him in the gut. Orange juice splashed onto the counter. For weeks, since he’d been hired to bartend, he’d pushed for a date. He was doing it again tonight. With his shaggy mop of dark hair, clean-shaven, angular jaw, and hazel eyes, he could pass for Hayden Christensen’s cousin. Even with the Goth makeup turning his skin pale, he exuded sex appeal. Had her feelings not been deadened to it—to him—to every man, since—“Look Justin. I don’t date anyone I work with. It causes too many complications. Move on to someone else.”His smile wavered but didn’t quite die. “Maybe I’ll have to quit my job, then.”She shook her head. I’m not worth the sacrifice. I’m trouble you don’t need. She slid the drink to the waiting customer and picked up his money. A woman slinked up to the bar, her tight black strapless dress hugging her generous curves like a sausage casing. With arrogance and grace, she raised her hand in a demanding gesture. Juliet took a deep breath. She didn’t have the patience to deal with Justin and her, too. She nodded toward the customer. “Can you get her order? I need to ring this up.” She waved the money in her hand.With a wry grin, Justin strolled down the workspace behind the bar, his shoes squeaking on the rubber mat.Juliet heaved a gusty sigh. Maybe he’d hook up with Ms. Sausage and quit pressuring her. Hell, maybe they’d find true love together. She could only hope. Her feet ached, as did her back, from nearly ten hours behind the bar. Even her facial muscles felt tired from smiling at customers. She just wanted to finish her shift and go home to a long, long bath and an empty bed.She returned to the task at hand. The heavy metal beat from the stage pounded against her ears, drowning out the beep of the cash register as she keyed in the order. The base drum thumped in time with the headache throbbing behind her eyes. Jesus! She rubbed her temples. The rock bands Hector hired were usually more than loud enough, but for the last two weeks, The Skull’s music had been falling just short of an assault.She scanned the dance floor where a strobe light captured the dancers’ stop-action gyrations. Not couples, but the group, the collective. They moved as one. She paused a moment, attempting to guess which were human and which had something to hide. The smoke machine backstage provided an eerie atmospheric backdrop for the band and the audience. Since they were already painted and garbed in Goth style, the special effects lent the patrons the look of extras on a Day of the Dead movie set.The bar was the new happening hangout in Superstition, Kentucky. Business was booming. Tips were good. Unless you knew what to look for, it was difficult to sort the real from the imagined. Management strenuously encouraged the employees to dress a part. And the clientele.Since the college had taken root, the sleepy little town of Superstition had begun to attract an interesting demographic. Very interesting.The counter was sticky from orange juice she slopped while trying to fix a screwdriver and also avoid Justin’s latest pseudo-amorous efforts. She wiped her workstation with a damp sponge, tossed it in the sink, and turned her attention to the next drink order, a Primal Scream. The lead singer accompanied the order with a shrill demonstration. Juliet winced.From the stage, a spotlight swept across the crowd and paused on the bar. Blinking against the harsh glare, she snatched up a bottle of Kahlua from the packed shelves. Its sweet scent momentarily dulled the flowery smell of her last customer’s cologne. The mirror behind the bar captured a brief glimpse of her pale face and exaggerated eye makeup. A movement, a form, stealthy, fast, and gray, rose behind her in the glass. Cold feathered her skin and crawled across her scalp. The shape sprouted two very long arm-like appendages that looped around her. With a startled yelp, she twisted around to face the threat. The spotlight swung away.Juliet blinked, blinded by the change in light. Her vision cleared. Nothing. Nothing was there.
Links to preorder are:Amazon: http://amzn.to/1JR4LEz Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/540897Kobo: http://bit.ly/1Kml5tDApple: http://apple.co/1F9L3Tx
I'll be adding more as they come in. Read On,Teresa Reasor
April 27, 2015
DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS Coming May 18th!!!
I don't have a set release date yet but Deep Within The Shadows will be out in May. I'll keep posting updates to keep you notified. Deep Within The Shadows is a Paranormal Urban Fantasy set in the southeastern hills of Kentucky in a small town named Superstition.
THE FINAL BLURB:Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
Here's a sneak peak at the first chapter (this is an unedited version):PROLOGUE
A hungry scream echoed behind him in the distance. Willy jerked, a strangled gasp tearing from him. His heart beat high in his throat. He kicked his shuffling jog into a run. Sweat ran in rivulets down his face. After the coolness of the basement he’d just left, he was baking alive in the hot, still humidity that hung in the air. Damn that security guard for putting him out. He wasn’t botherin’ nothin'. Fucking jerk. Luckily he knew where Gerry was staying. They’d split up weeks ago, hoping to throw the shadows off. It hadn’t worked. They just kept coming, night after night. And now the daytime creatures were on the prowl there was no place left to hide. God he was so tired. Another angry cry sounded from a block away. They were getting closer. If he could get far enough ahead he might find somewhere to hole-up until daylight. Somewhere no light could enter. A basement, crawlspace, anything. He’d even take the bottom of a dumpster if he could find one that was empty enough for him to squeeze in. He careened around the corner of Kentucky Street and slipped into a dim alley. The sour smell of his own sweat mingled with the odor of rotting garbage from the dumpster at the back of one of the restaurants. His feet hit a flat sheet of corrugated cardboard and his right foot slid forward before the other could catch up. His left knee hit the ground with all his weight and he cried out. “Jesus, oh Jesus.” He was hurt. Something had cut into his knee. Pushing up with one hand, something gooey squished between his fingers. He swore and slung his hand to get it off as he staggered to his feet. Hugging the brick wall of the building, he settled back into the deepest pool of darkness he could find. He wiped his filthy hand on his pants and probed the knee with the other one. A triangle of glass stuck out of his flesh and blood welled up around it. He jerked the shard free and a whimper of pain tore from him. He slung the piece of glass away with a sob. They’d smell the blood and track him. He didn’t know how they did it, but they always seemed to know where he was. Oh God, if only they hadn’t tried to kidnap that girl. He knew she had something to do with them. They’d shown up right after they’d killed the guy she was with. The burns had finally healed and now he had a cut that would probably rot his leg off. He hobbled forward a foot or two. The pain made him light headed. The coppery scent of his own blood turned his empty stomach. He gagged. How long had it been since he’d eaten. Two days. He’d been afraid to leave the safety of the basement. Until the asshole guard had tossed him out. If he could just reach Gerry’s motel room. Gerry would have some food. Maybe some weed. They could wait out the night in the dark together. Another scream came from the end of the alley and he jumped. In the wide, yellowish-white circle from the streetlight, a dark gray form rose. Its arms hung down nearly three quarters of its form. Strangely elongated fingers repeated a grabbing movement like a crab's claw, as though it hoped to pluck him from his hiding place. Though it had no eyes, and he hid in the deepest shadows cast by the three-story brick building, it homed in on where he stood twenty feet away with unerring precision. The creature opened its mouth like a black pit and screamed again. The sound, a blend of a baboon-like cry and an ear-ringing roar, was filled with frustration and rage. Willy quivered in fear. His knee ached like an abscessed tooth. His mouth tasted pasty and dry and his bladder felt uncomfortably full. The shadow paced back and forth looking for the light it needed to travel by. Willy stumbled further down the alley, hugging the building. The rough bricks picked at his clothing and scrapped his arm, his hand, as he attempted to stay out of even the most anemic light cast from the windows above him. His head jerked up at the sudden rumble of an engine approaching. A silver car swung into the street directly in front of him, the bright headlights pinning him against the wall. Willy opened his mouth. “No-o-o-o-o!” The scream of denial worked its way up his throat. Almost from beneath his feet, a shadow leaped from the ground with inhuman speed. Willy half turned to run. A slicing pain caught him just beneath his ribs and he was shoved against the wall and lifted. His legs scissored, running in space. A suffocating fullness invaded his chest. His heart seized. The pain stole his breath and limited his scream to a choked gurgle. His bladder released and the warm urine ran down his legs to wet his pants all the way to his socks. As the creature squeezed his heart to bursting, Willy’s last thought was one of relief. His two-month hell was over.
I hope you enjoyed the preview!! Read on,Teresa J. Reasor
DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS Coming Soon in May!!!
I don't have a set release date yet but Deep Within The Shadows will be out in May. I'll keep posting updates to keep you notified. Deep Within The Shadows is a Paranormal Urban Fantasy set in the southeastern hills of Kentucky in a small town named Superstition.
THE FINAL BLURB:Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
Here's a sneak peak at the first chapter (this is an unedited version):PROLOGUE
The distant sound of a hungry scream echoed behind him. Willy jerked, a strangled gasp tearing from him. His heart beat high in his throat. He kicked his shuffling jog into a run. Sweat ran in rivulets down his face. After the coolness of the basement he’d just left, he was baking alive in the hot, still humidity that hung over the area. Damn that security guard for putting him out. He wasn’t botherin’ nothin’. Fucking jerk. Luckily he knew where Gerry was staying. They’d split up weeks ago, hoping to throw the shadows off. It hadn’t worked. They just kept coming, night after night. And now the daytime creatures were on the prowl there was no place left to hide. God he was so tired. Another angry cry sounded from a block away. They were getting closer. If he could get far enough ahead he might find somewhere to hole-up until daylight. Somewhere no light could enter. A basement, crawlspace, anything. He’d even take the bottom of a dumpster if he could find one that was empty enough for him to squeeze in. He careened around the corner of Kentucky Street and slipped into a dim alley. The sour smell of his own sweat mingled with the odor of rotting garbage from the dumpster at the back of one of the restaurants. His feet hit a flat sheet of corrugated cardboard and his right foot slid forward before the other could catch up. His left knee hit the ground with all his weight and he cried out in pain. “Jesus, oh Jesus.” He was hurt. Something had cut into his knee. Pushing up with one hand, something gooey squished between his fingers. He swore and slung his hand to get it off as he staggered to his feet. Hugging the brick wall of the building, he settled back into the deepest pool of darkness he could find. He wiped his filthy hand on his pants and probed the knee with the other one. A triangle of glass stuck out of his flesh and he could feel blood welling up around it. He jerked the shard free and a whimper of pain tore from him. He slung the piece of glass away with a sob. They’d smell the blood and track him. He didn’t know how they did it, but they always seemed to know where he was. Oh God, if only they hadn’t tried to kidnap that girl. He knew she had something to do with them. They’d shown up right after they’d killed the guy she was with. The burns had finally healed and now he had a cut that would probably rot his leg off. He hobbled forward a foot or two. The pain made him light headed. The coppery scent of his own blood turned his empty stomach. He gagged. How long had it been since he’d eaten. Two days. He’d been afraid to leave the safety of the basement. Until the asshole guard had tossed him out. If he could just reach Gerry’s motel room. Gerry would have some food. Maybe some weed. They could wait out the night in the dark together. Another scream came from the end of the alley and he jumped. In the wide, yellowish-white circle from the streetlight, a dark gray form rose. Its arms hung down nearly three quarters of its form. Strangely elongated fingers repeated a grabbing movement over and over as though it hoped to pluck him from his hiding place. Though it had no eyes, and he hid in the deepest shadows cast by the three-story brick building, it homed in on where he stood twenty feet away with unerring precision. The creature opened its mouth like a black pit and screamed again. The sound, a blend of a baboon-like cry and an ear-ringing roar, was filled with frustration and rage. Willy quivered in fear. His knee ached like an abscessed tooth. His mouth tasted pasty and dry and his bladder felt uncomfortably full. The shadow paced back and forth looking for the light it needed to travel by. Willy stumbled further down the alley, hugging the building. The rough bricks picked at his clothing and scrapped his arm, his hand, as he attempted to stay out of even the most anemic light cast from the windows above him. His head jerked up at the sudden rumble of an engine approaching. A silver car swung into the street directly in front of him, the bright headlights pinning him against the wall. Willy opened his mouth. “No-o-o-o-o!” The scream of denial worked its way up his throat. Almost from beneath his feet, a shadow leaped from the ground with inhuman speed. Willy half turned to run. A slicing pain caught him just beneath his ribs and he was shoved against the wall and lifted. His legs kicked weakly. A suffocating fullness invaded his chest. His heart seized. The pain stole his breath and limited his scream to a choked gurgle. His bladder released and the warm urine ran down his legs to wet his pants all the way to his socks. As the creature squeezed his heart to bursting, Willy’s last thought was one of relief. His two-month hell was over.
I hope you enjoyed the preview!! Read on,Teresa J. Reasor
April 15, 2015
Deep Within The Shadows/ Paranormal Love Blog
I'm so thrilled to announce that I've just finished my next book DEEP WITH THE SHADOWS. It's an urban fantasy/paranormal set in Superstition, Kentucky. The first book of a series. Of course Superstition is a fictitious place in the hills of Southeastern, Kentucky. Release should be in mid May 2015.
Sneak peak on the cover!!!
Here's the blurb:
Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
And don't forget my other two paranormals:
TIMELESS
Archaeology student, Regan Stanhope, lands the chance of a lifetime when she’s chosen to work on a summer dig in Loch Maree, Scotland. The ancient monoliths hidden beneath the loch are the most important discovery since Stonehenge. And for seven hundred years, they have been waiting—for her.
Saturation diver Quinn Douglas is contracted to recover some of the megaliths from the loch’s bottom. The job will breathe life into the struggling salvage business he and his brothers are building. But from the moment he arrives, Quinn is plagued by dreams and feelings from a past he did not live. Or did he?
Regan and Quinn are drawn to each other as they research the monoliths and the reason behind their shared visions. But both sense something mystical at work, delving into their minds, manipulating their emotions. And when they finally discover the monoliths’ extraordinary secret, they know they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever.
Amazon http://amzn.to/17dRSQeAPPLE http://bit.ly/1fCxJ6zB &N http://bit.ly/MIUgIaSmashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/122882KOBO: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/timeless-11 GOOGLE PLAY: http://bit.ly/1DfB2AE
WHISPER IN MY EAR
Injured as a child, mermaid Katrina Lawson has adapted to living on land among humans. Denied the comfort of her water world, she’s stripped of her ability to transform and to hear. But the promise of a cochlear implant offers her a ray of hope.
Drew Saunders is a creature no woman can resist: mystical, magical and musical. With a hum he can seduce women and make them slaves. When he meets Katrina he’s enthralled. But being unable to hear, she’s impervious to his charms. So he must work to build a relationship with her the human way.
Katrina’s doctor suspects there is more to her than scans and x-rays can detect. His obsessive fascination with her places her and all aquatic species at risk, forcing her to make a horrible choice. Can she sacrifice the only true love she’ll ever know for the good of her species?
B & N: http://bit.ly/1C9fAy4Amazon http://amzn.to/1C8KW89 Apple: http://bit.ly/1Eq2KMQSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/514247Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/whisper-in-my-earARE: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-whisperinmyear-1733694-143.html Google Play: http://bit.ly/1DYityV
To find other PARANORMAL WRITERS you may enjoy just click on the link below and it will take you to a whole list of interesting blogs and a world of new stories.
Read On,
Teresa Reasor
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Sneak peak on the cover!!!
Here's the blurb:
Welcome to Superstition, Kentucky
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. When both are viciously attacked within minutes of each other, they are forced to leave their differences behind in order to survive.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to. Even though they’re finally together, something is keeping her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are injured Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is lead investigator for the murder of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death are killed and Juliet, his only witness, nearly strangled to death, Chase is certain the crimes are connected. He decides to stay close to the twins so he can catch the real killer. But his police training is useless against his growing feelings for Juliet and what’s hiding DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS.
And don't forget my other two paranormals:
TIMELESS
Archaeology student, Regan Stanhope, lands the chance of a lifetime when she’s chosen to work on a summer dig in Loch Maree, Scotland. The ancient monoliths hidden beneath the loch are the most important discovery since Stonehenge. And for seven hundred years, they have been waiting—for her.
Saturation diver Quinn Douglas is contracted to recover some of the megaliths from the loch’s bottom. The job will breathe life into the struggling salvage business he and his brothers are building. But from the moment he arrives, Quinn is plagued by dreams and feelings from a past he did not live. Or did he?
Regan and Quinn are drawn to each other as they research the monoliths and the reason behind their shared visions. But both sense something mystical at work, delving into their minds, manipulating their emotions. And when they finally discover the monoliths’ extraordinary secret, they know they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever.
Amazon http://amzn.to/17dRSQeAPPLE http://bit.ly/1fCxJ6zB &N http://bit.ly/MIUgIaSmashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/122882KOBO: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/timeless-11 GOOGLE PLAY: http://bit.ly/1DfB2AE
WHISPER IN MY EAR
Injured as a child, mermaid Katrina Lawson has adapted to living on land among humans. Denied the comfort of her water world, she’s stripped of her ability to transform and to hear. But the promise of a cochlear implant offers her a ray of hope.
Drew Saunders is a creature no woman can resist: mystical, magical and musical. With a hum he can seduce women and make them slaves. When he meets Katrina he’s enthralled. But being unable to hear, she’s impervious to his charms. So he must work to build a relationship with her the human way.
Katrina’s doctor suspects there is more to her than scans and x-rays can detect. His obsessive fascination with her places her and all aquatic species at risk, forcing her to make a horrible choice. Can she sacrifice the only true love she’ll ever know for the good of her species?
B & N: http://bit.ly/1C9fAy4Amazon http://amzn.to/1C8KW89 Apple: http://bit.ly/1Eq2KMQSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/514247Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/whisper-in-my-earARE: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-whisperinmyear-1733694-143.html Google Play: http://bit.ly/1DYityV
To find other PARANORMAL WRITERS you may enjoy just click on the link below and it will take you to a whole list of interesting blogs and a world of new stories.
Read On,
Teresa Reasor
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March 22, 2015
7 Things About My Writing and a Kick Ass Contest
Kallypso Masters challenged me on Facebook recently to write seven things about my writing. After writing the post for Facebook, I thought I'd post it here on my blog and also some news about a contest I'm participating in that will be running for the next month.
1. I am a plotter and a pantser rolled into one. I’ll have the general idea of what my book is going to be about. Have all the physical traits of my characters, emotional baggage, and conflicts all plotted out on a character chart so I can keep all of it straight. And I have a story board I put all the plot points of first kiss, first love scene, black moment and etc. down on. But anything that happens in between is fair game and gets written down as it happens.
2. I story board my books so I can keep track of Character Point of View and because I’m an artist and a writer I need that visual aid. It helps me see in color—because each of the characters have their own color, this helps me track exactly how often each character gets to express their point of view. And it helps me recognize at a glance how the plot is progressing that way nothing stays static, suspense wise and emotional wise.
3. Dialogue is the hardest thing for me to write. There are days I really struggle at the beginning of the book until I figure out what my characters are like and who they really are, what they want to say, need to say, and how they’ll say it. Then it’s difficult for me to get them to shut up.
4. Action sequences are the easiest for me to write but take me a long time. Every action reaction has to be just right before I can let them go. Every word has to have an impact or I’m not happy with it. And the movement of character’s through space during an action sequence is difficult to capture unless you really know what’s around them. So you have to get a clear picture of the setting they’re fighting, running, making love in to write them.
5. Love scenes take me longer than the action sequences. They’re so emotional and every word and action has to project that. It takes me forever to get them just right. I’ve spent up to 5 days on some. 6. I get very attached to my characters and will cry over them, get pissed off at them, and miss them once I’ve put the book to bed. I cried all the way through Breaking Through. They become real people to me.
7. I write multiple genres. Paranormal, Military Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance, Historical Romance, Urban Fantasy, Children’s books.
SEAL TEAM Heartbreaker Series , Historical Romances , Short stories , Paranormal Romantic Suspense , Fantasy Romance
The urban fantasy/ paranormal book I’m working on will be my 9th published full-length work. I love writing long because it’s really-really difficult for me to write short. Kally and I are similar in that manner since we both think 98,000 words is short.
I love to write. It’s better than food, better than watching movies, better than sex. Better than anything I can think of other than my children. I wrote my first book in second grade and I haven’t stopped since. Some are in boxes under the bed and will never see the light of day. I think I have nine manuscripts that will never be published. I call those my learning-the-craft stories. And now I’ll soon have 9 full length novels published to make up for those lost stories. Luckily the published works are nothing like the ones hidden away. But I learned so much by writing those practice books. They were each and every one worth it.
I'm putting my CONTEST announcement in the form of a tweet in case any of you would like to tweet it for me.
#CONTEST RT @teresareasor KEEP IN TOUCH WITH AN AUTHOR #PRIZE A $200 dollar Amazon Gift Card at http://cozymysterymagazine.blogspot.com/2015/03/200dollarPrize.html
#ASMSG
By entering this contest you will be eligible to win a 200 dollar gift card from Amazon and you'll learn about some new authors. Sign up for their newsletters if you think you'd like to, or like their author pages. That's all you have to do.
So go on and take a chance. There's nothing to lose.
Read on,
Teresa Reasor
March 7, 2015
Two Kick Ass Anthologies and Both $.99.
RELEASED MARCH 3, 2015. MYSTERY, MURDER, AND MAYHEM!
Stories from six very talented authors: Hallee Bridgeman, Cynthia Hickey, Gayle Trent, Abigail Keam, Tracy Tyne Hilton, and Lynette Sowell.
Here are the condensed blurbs:
A Carol for Kent by Hallee Bridgeman:A ruthless serial killer seeks to end a love song eight years in the making!
Anything for a Mystery by Cynthia Hickey:For a best-selling romance author, switching genres could be a life and death decision!
Between a Clutch and a Hard Place by Gayle Trent:A cryptic note in a consignment store purse, sends Myrtle Crumb searching for answers.
Building Ties by New York Times Best Selling Author Teresa J. Reasor:Home from a tour in Nicaragua, a Navy Seal learns his fiance was injured in a car bomb and is being stalked by a killer!
Death By Chocolate by Abigail Keam:A threatening chase, blackmail, and a friend's missing son prove to be all Josiah can handle!
Dirty Little Murder by Traci Tyne Hilton:Cleaning a messy house is easy but solving a messy murder, that's another story!
The Wiles of Watermelon by Lynette Sowell
When Andi Hartley's kitten digs up a bone attached to a thirty-year-old skeleton in Andi's watermelon field, buried secrets come to life.
Buy links for Mystery, Murder, & Mayhem:
Amazon.com http://bit.ly/mmm_az
NOOK http://bit.ly/mmm_bn
Kobo http://bit.ly/mmm_kb
Google Play: http://bit.ly/mmm_gp
iBooks: http://bit.ly/mmm_ib
RELEASED MARCH 3, 2015. DANGEROUS PASSIONS: 12 AUTHORS, 12 STORIES FOR $.99.
My friends, and fellow authors, Kylie Brant, Nina Bruhns, Opal Carew, Elle James, Linda Winstead Jones, Elle Kennedy, Gennita Low, JM Madden, Dana Marton, Julie Miller, Karen Fenech, and Caridad Piñeiro have released a Kick Ass romance anthology.
Dangerous Passions: 12 Tales of Contemporary Sexy Hot Alpha Heroes -- Cops, Navy SEALs, Marines, Military, FBI Agents, Secret Agents, Police Captains, Spies, and More
A romance multi-author box set and romantic suspense collections and anthologies of action and adventure, contemporary romance, military romance, romantic thriller, and sexy romance.
11 by Kylie Brant, National Bestselling Author: Five years after escaping from The Collector Mia Deleon stops hiding and teams up with security expert Jude Bishop to track her former captor. Jude's efforts to help Mia are complicated by the growing attraction between them. Because their race to trail the sexual sadist brings Mia ever closer to the man determined to see his collection finally complete....
DANGEROUS CURVES by Nina Bruhns, New York Times Bestselling Author: A spec ops transporter for STORM Corps takes on drones, bad guys, and car chases on the coast of Italy—and falls for a beautiful scientist whose curves are far more dangerous than the road!
IN TOO DEEP by Opal Carew, New York Times Bestselling Author: Angel has been deep undercover in the mob for far too long. Four years ago, she was forced to betray the only man she ever loved. He barely got away with his life, and now he hates her. Too bad they’ve been partnered to work together. As man and wife.
SEAL’S EMBRACE by Elle James, New York Times Bestselling Author: Injured Navy SEAL and the critical care nurse he's attempting to woo join forces to stop a terrorist attack at a military hospital in Germany.
BRIDGER’S LAST STAND by Linda Winstead Jones, New York Times Bestselling Author: When a one night stand makes Frannie a witness to murder and puts her in danger, Detective Malcolm Bridger refuses to let her out of his sight until the murderer is caught.
FLASH FIRE by Elle Kennedy, USA Today Bestselling Author: Navy SEAL Cash McCoy knows all about danger, but when it comes to the love of his life, this alpha soldier does everything in his power to keep Jen Scott happy and safe. When the tables are turned and Jen places herself in harm’s way for her job, Cash must learn to trust the woman he loves…or lose her forever.
INTO DANGER by Gennita Low, New York Times Bestselling Author: Navy SEAL, Steve McMillan, has been pulled from his team to work with CIA's Task Force Two, where he's assigned to deal with the "world's most glamorous assassin." Marlena Maxwell proves to be as seductive and dangerous as her reputation as the assignment becomes a game of cross and double-cross. Into Danger is the winner of RT Book Reviews' Best Romantic Intrigue.
EMBATTLED HEARTS by J.M. Madden, New York Times Bestselling Author: For the first time in years former Marine John Palmer has met a woman that makes him feel like the man he used to be, before his catastrophic injury. When a stalker threatens her, it's his job to remove the threat. Why does the possibility of having his heart destroyed scare him more than taking on a killer?
DEATHTRAP by Dana Marton, New York Times Bestselling Author: The only woman he could ever love, has a secret he could never forgive.
SHADOW OF THE HAWK by Julie Miller, USA Today Bestselling Author: A Marine whose soul is tortured by his mystical abilities puts his life—and heart—on the line to rescue a Plain Jane school teacher and her students from an archaeological field trip gone horribly wrong.
IMPOSTER by Karen Fenech, USA Today Bestselling Author: Chemist Dr. Eve Collins, wrongly accused by the CIA of developing a chemical weapon, learns someone has set her up as a scapegoat. That “someone” wants her dead. To save her life, she must join forces with CIA Operative John Burke—the man who doesn't believe her claim of innocence and the man she’s falling in love with.
STRONGER THAN SIN by Caridad Piñeiro, New York Times Bestselling Author: To save his family’s life, he must risk losing the woman with whom he is falling in love.
Here are the buy links for this wonderful set:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1D4S7NF
Amazon UK: http://bit.ly/DPAmzUK
Amazon CA: http://bit.ly/DPAmzCA
iBooks: http://bit.ly/166itSE
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1z6xv1g
B&N: http://bit.ly/1zfCFYQ
Read on,
Teresa Reasor
March 3, 2015
What's UP In March ?
I'm so glad to have some news to share with you dear readers.
I now have an Facebook author page Author Teresa Reasor I'd love it if you would like my page. It will allow you to keep up with day to day things happening with my writing. Also I still have my regular Facebook profile page at Teresa Reasor and if you'd like to friend me I'd love it. I post a lot of interesting articles I run across there and just hang out. Whenever I'm involved in release parties or other things I usually use my address book from my private facebook page so you'd get info about contests and other activities there as well as the author page.
Please share this info with fellow readers if you think they'd be interested in it.
March 3rd my book Building Ties will be released in an anthology titled Mystery, Murder, & Mayhem
It's been a pleasure to work with six very talented authors to make this happen. Hallee Bridgeman, Cynthia Hickey, Gayle Trent, Abigail Keam, Tracy Tyne Hilton, and Lynette Sowell.
Here are the condensed blurbs:
A Carol for Kent by Hallee Bridgeman:A ruthless serial killer seeks to end a love song eight years in the making!
Anything for a Mystery by Cynthia Hickey:For a best-selling romance author, switching genres could be a life and death decision!
Between a Clutch and a Hard Place by Gayle Trent:A cryptic note in a consignment store purse, sends Myrtle Crumb searching for answers.
Building Ties by New York Times Best Selling Author Teresa J. Reasor:Home from a tour in Nicaragua, a Navy Seal learns his fiance was injured in a car bomb and is being stalked by a killer!
Death By Chocolate by Abigail Keam:A threatening chase, blackmail, and a friend's missing son prove to be all Josiah can handle!
Dirty Little Murder by Traci Tyne Hilton:Cleaning a messy house is easy but solving a messy murder, that's another story!
The Wiles of Watermelon by Lynette Sowell
When Andi Hartley's kitten digs up a bone attached to a thirty-year-old skeleton in Andi's watermelon field, buried secrets come to life.
Buy links for Mystery, Murder, & Mayhem:
Amazon.com http://bit.ly/mmm_az
NOOK http://bit.ly/mmm_bn
Kobo http://bit.ly/mmm_kb
Google Play: http://bit.ly/mmm_gp
iBooks: http://bit.ly/mmm_ib
January 26th I released a Paranormal Romance Whisper In my Ear. It is a contemporary love story, sexy and sweet, about a Mermaid and a Siren living in San Diego and trying to pass as human. It has left them both isolated because they aren't human and both have special abilities.
When they discover one another they finally have someone with whom they can be themselves, but there's a hitch. If they make love they may bond physically and emotionally to the point they can read each others thoughts and feel each others emotions, an invasion of which neither is quite ready. And just when they think they might be, there's another hitch. Of course, there has to be.
Here's the blurb:
Injured as a child, mermaid Katrina Lawson has adapted to living on land among humans. Denied the comfort of her water world, she’s stripped of her ability to transform and to hear. But the promise of a cochlear implant offers her a ray of hope.
Drew Saunders is a creature no woman can resist: mystical, magical and musical. With a hum he can seduce women and make them slaves. When he meets Katrina he’s enthralled. But being unable to hear, she’s impervious to his charms. So he must work to build a relationship with her the human way.
Katrina’s doctor suspects there is more to her than scans and x-rays can detect. His obsessive fascination with her, places her and all aquatic species at risk, forcing her to make a horrible choice. Can she sacrifice the only true love she’ll ever know for the good of her species?
Links to WHISPER IN MY EAR
B & N: http://bit.ly/1C9fAy4Amazon http://amzn.to/1C8KW89 Apple: http://bit.ly/1Eq2KMQSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/514247Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/whisper-in-my-earARE: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-whisperinmyear-1733694-143.html
Google: http://bit.ly/1DYityV
WHISPER Is now available in print as well.
I wanted to take the time to draw attention to the other full length paranormal I have available. Timeless. It is a Contemporary Paranormal Romantic Suspense set in Scotland.
Here's the blurb:
Archaeology student, Regan Stanhope, lands the chance of a lifetime when she’s chosen to work on a summer dig in Loch Maree, Scotland. The ancient monoliths hidden beneath the loch are the most important discovery since Stonehenge. And for seven hundred years, they have been waiting—for her.
Saturation diver Quinn Douglas is contracted to recover some of the megaliths from the loch’s bottom. The job will breathe life into the struggling salvage business he and his brothers are building. But from the moment he arrives, Quinn is plagued by dreams and feelings from a past he did not live. Or did he?
Regan and Quinn are drawn to each other as they research the monoliths and the reason behind their shared visions. But both sense something mystical at work, delving into their minds, manipulating their emotions. And when they finally discover the monoliths’ extraordinary secret, they know they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever.
Links to TIMELESS
Amazon http://amzn.to/17dRSQeAPPLE http://bit.ly/1fCxJ6zB &N http://bit.ly/MIUgIaSmashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/122882KOBO: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/timeless-11
GOOGLE PLAY: http://bit.ly/1DfB2AE
COMING IN LATE APRIL!!!
DEEP WITHIN THE SHADOWS
My third Paranormal Romantic Suspense will be out in late April (if all goes well)
Here's the cover:
Here's the working blurb. (I always seem to end up fine tuning the blurbs a little before the book is published. )
Twins Miranda and Juliet Templeton have been haunted by childhood trauma their entire lives. One has the reputation for being bold and rash, the other compulsively responsible. They’re forced to leave their differences behind, when both are attacked within minutes of one another.
Caleb Faulkner has always loved Miranda Templeton. Her letters to him, during his military deployment gave him a slice of home to hold on to during a difficult time. Finally together, something prevents her from acting on her feelings. When she and her sister are attacked, Caleb’s driven to protect them both. But all his military training can’t help him combat this danger.
Detective Chase Robinson is investigating the homicide of Tanner Newton. When the two hired thugs responsible for Tanner’s death end up dead and Juliet, his only witness, is attacked, Chase suspects the crimes may be connected. He decides to stay close to the twins in the hopes of catching the real killer. But his police training is useless against what's hiding deep within the shadows.
I'm very grateful to all my readers. Thank you for reading my words.
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Read on,
Teresa Reasor
February 12, 2015
Mystery, Murder, and Mayhem Collection
A New Release Mystery, Murder, &Mayhem Collection : Seven Deadly Mysteries, by Best-Selling Sleuths is available for preorder. The collection will be out March 3, 2015. So if you pre-order it will be delivered to your kindle or other device as soon as promised.
Here are the blurbs for the collection:
Seven incredible mysteries from seven best selling authors in this limited time collection! From sacred to sultry, you'll find a mystery to fit all tastes.
A Carol for Kent by Hallee Bridgeman: A ruthless serial killer seeks to end a love song eight years in the making.
Anything for a Mystery by Cynthia HIckey: For best-selling romance author, Stormi Nelson, switching genres could get her killed.
Between a Clutch and a Hard Place by Gayle Trent: When Myrtle Crumb finds a cryptic note in a consignment store purse, she simply has to investigate. Will she find more trouble than she bargained for?
Building Ties by Author Teresa Reasor: Navy SEAL Brett 'Cutter' Weaver is on a mission to Nicaragua when he learns his bride-to-be, Tess Kelly, has been injured in a car bombing. He rushes home on the next available transport and arrives to find Tess embroiled in three controversial stories. There’s a killer stalking her, and one interview at a time, they mean to catch him.
Death By Chocolate by Abigail Keam: Josiah Reynolds is tracking down the disappearance of an old friend’s son. But while she is chasing a missing person, O’nan is hot on Josiah’s trail chasing her. And he is threatening, conniving, and blackmailing others to help destroy the woman he thinks ruined his life. Will he finally succeed?
Dirty Little Murder by Traci Tyne Hilton: Everyone seemed to love Douglas Swanson—just ask his wife, his ex-wife, or the many girlfriends he left in his wake. So when Jane Adler found him dead at the bottom of his hot tub, the question wasn’t how he had died, but whose passion had taken a violent turn.
The Wiles of Watermelon by Lynette Sowell : When Andi Hartley's kitten digs up a bone attached to a thirty-year-old skeleton in Andi's watermelon field, buried secrets come to life. Then the colorful owner of Greenburg, Tennessee's best eatery is murdered. Andi must dig into Greenburg's past before a murderer strikes again.
This is going to be a GREAT set!! And it's only for limited release so get it while it's hot!!Here are the links to all the preorder buttons!!! MYSTERY, MURDER, AND MAYHEMAvailable for preorder!!!Mysteries for all tastes! Just 99 cents for 7 full length novels by Cynthia Hickey, Gayle Trent, Abigail Keam, Teresa Reasor, Lynette Sowell, Traci Tyne Hilton, and Hallee Bridgeman
Preorder it at the following locations:
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NOOK http://bit.ly/mmm_bn
Kobo http://bit.ly/mmm_kb
Google Play: http://bit.ly/mmm_gp
iBooks: http://bit.ly/mmm_ib
Read on,Teresa Reasor
Here are the blurbs for the collection:
Seven incredible mysteries from seven best selling authors in this limited time collection! From sacred to sultry, you'll find a mystery to fit all tastes.
A Carol for Kent by Hallee Bridgeman: A ruthless serial killer seeks to end a love song eight years in the making.
Anything for a Mystery by Cynthia HIckey: For best-selling romance author, Stormi Nelson, switching genres could get her killed.
Between a Clutch and a Hard Place by Gayle Trent: When Myrtle Crumb finds a cryptic note in a consignment store purse, she simply has to investigate. Will she find more trouble than she bargained for?
Building Ties by Author Teresa Reasor: Navy SEAL Brett 'Cutter' Weaver is on a mission to Nicaragua when he learns his bride-to-be, Tess Kelly, has been injured in a car bombing. He rushes home on the next available transport and arrives to find Tess embroiled in three controversial stories. There’s a killer stalking her, and one interview at a time, they mean to catch him.
Death By Chocolate by Abigail Keam: Josiah Reynolds is tracking down the disappearance of an old friend’s son. But while she is chasing a missing person, O’nan is hot on Josiah’s trail chasing her. And he is threatening, conniving, and blackmailing others to help destroy the woman he thinks ruined his life. Will he finally succeed?
Dirty Little Murder by Traci Tyne Hilton: Everyone seemed to love Douglas Swanson—just ask his wife, his ex-wife, or the many girlfriends he left in his wake. So when Jane Adler found him dead at the bottom of his hot tub, the question wasn’t how he had died, but whose passion had taken a violent turn.
The Wiles of Watermelon by Lynette Sowell : When Andi Hartley's kitten digs up a bone attached to a thirty-year-old skeleton in Andi's watermelon field, buried secrets come to life. Then the colorful owner of Greenburg, Tennessee's best eatery is murdered. Andi must dig into Greenburg's past before a murderer strikes again.
This is going to be a GREAT set!! And it's only for limited release so get it while it's hot!!Here are the links to all the preorder buttons!!! MYSTERY, MURDER, AND MAYHEMAvailable for preorder!!!Mysteries for all tastes! Just 99 cents for 7 full length novels by Cynthia Hickey, Gayle Trent, Abigail Keam, Teresa Reasor, Lynette Sowell, Traci Tyne Hilton, and Hallee Bridgeman
Preorder it at the following locations:
Amazon.com http://bit.ly/mmm_az
NOOK http://bit.ly/mmm_bn
Kobo http://bit.ly/mmm_kb
Google Play: http://bit.ly/mmm_gp
iBooks: http://bit.ly/mmm_ib
Read on,Teresa Reasor
