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July 6, 2011
TEA AND CRUMPET ANTHOLOGY GIVEAWAY!
Come on over to my blog and leave me a comment and you could win an e-copy of Tea and Crumpet :) Come and get them while they're hot!
Tea and Crumpet Giveaway
Tea and Crumpet Giveaway
July 4, 2011
TASTE OF FROZEN ANGEL - BY LISA WORRALL
TEA & CRUMPET NOW AVAILABLE FROM JMS Books LLC
Here is a little taste of Frozen Angel - my contribution to the Tea and Crumpet Anthology :)
Frozen Angel
When he made his way around the side of the church, Joe’s breath caught in his throat. This was the one. He gazed at the angel before him.
Her eyes were closed, hands pressed together in prayer and her head slightly bent. He moved around her in a circle and marvelled at the slender arch of her neck, as smooth as silk with tendrils of hair curling at the nape. Whoever had sculpted this piece was a genius. The wings were a work of art in themselves. Each feather had been carefully crafted in minute detail to such an extent that Joe was sure if he touched them, he would feel the downy softness beneath his fingers. Angels were his forte. He had always been fascinated with them, even as a child, and when he discovered his talent for art, his fingers just naturally seemed to want to produce angels in all their beautiful forms.
Joe dropped his backpack onto the grass and slipped off his jacket, spreading it on the ground, before sitting down on it and toeing off his trainers. He picked up his sketch pad and rested it on his bent knees, curling his bare toes into the cool grass, sighing as the blades tickled his skin. The sun was warm on the back of his neck and he lifted his red-brown hair from his nape, feeling the slight summer breeze waft against his flesh. Then he picked up his pencil and put it to the paper.
He had no idea how long he had been sketching when a shadow fell across his pad and a deep voice said: “Wow.” Looking up, Joe’s breath hitched in his throat for the second time that morning. The blue eyes that met his were the same colour as the sky above him. Blue eyes that were surrounded by long pale lashes in a face so breathtakingly beautiful that, for a moment, he wasn’t sure if he’d been sitting in the sun for too long and was hallucinating.
“Um...thanks,” he said staring like a complete knob, when the vision shook his shoulder length blond hair and smiled brightly, revealing slightly crooked white teeth. Not that the slight imperfection made him any less of a vision. In Joe’s opinion they only amped up this man’s undeniable hotness.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to make you jump,” the man said, holding his hand out palm up in a placating gesture. “I’ve been watching you for about half an hour. You were miles away.” At the widening of Joe’s green eyes, he shook his head quickly. “Shit! No, no, I didn’t mean it in a stalkery, axe murdery kind of way. I just like to watch – oh bollocks,” he huffed out a laugh when Joe’s lips twitched. “I’m not doing a very good job of convincing you I’m not a serial killer, am I?”
“Not really,” Joe said, unable to prevent his mouth from curving into a full smile. “Keep going though. I’m enjoying watching you put your foot in your mouth.” Taking a deep breath and in a move much bolder than he was used to making, he held out his hand. “I’m Joe Roberts.”
“Ryan,” Blue Eyes replied, shaking Joe’s hand firmly.
Don't forget to get your copy of Tea and Crumpet now and take advantage of the 20% discount on JMS Books :)
Here is a little taste of Frozen Angel - my contribution to the Tea and Crumpet Anthology :)
Frozen Angel
When he made his way around the side of the church, Joe’s breath caught in his throat. This was the one. He gazed at the angel before him.
Her eyes were closed, hands pressed together in prayer and her head slightly bent. He moved around her in a circle and marvelled at the slender arch of her neck, as smooth as silk with tendrils of hair curling at the nape. Whoever had sculpted this piece was a genius. The wings were a work of art in themselves. Each feather had been carefully crafted in minute detail to such an extent that Joe was sure if he touched them, he would feel the downy softness beneath his fingers. Angels were his forte. He had always been fascinated with them, even as a child, and when he discovered his talent for art, his fingers just naturally seemed to want to produce angels in all their beautiful forms.
Joe dropped his backpack onto the grass and slipped off his jacket, spreading it on the ground, before sitting down on it and toeing off his trainers. He picked up his sketch pad and rested it on his bent knees, curling his bare toes into the cool grass, sighing as the blades tickled his skin. The sun was warm on the back of his neck and he lifted his red-brown hair from his nape, feeling the slight summer breeze waft against his flesh. Then he picked up his pencil and put it to the paper.
He had no idea how long he had been sketching when a shadow fell across his pad and a deep voice said: “Wow.” Looking up, Joe’s breath hitched in his throat for the second time that morning. The blue eyes that met his were the same colour as the sky above him. Blue eyes that were surrounded by long pale lashes in a face so breathtakingly beautiful that, for a moment, he wasn’t sure if he’d been sitting in the sun for too long and was hallucinating.
“Um...thanks,” he said staring like a complete knob, when the vision shook his shoulder length blond hair and smiled brightly, revealing slightly crooked white teeth. Not that the slight imperfection made him any less of a vision. In Joe’s opinion they only amped up this man’s undeniable hotness.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to make you jump,” the man said, holding his hand out palm up in a placating gesture. “I’ve been watching you for about half an hour. You were miles away.” At the widening of Joe’s green eyes, he shook his head quickly. “Shit! No, no, I didn’t mean it in a stalkery, axe murdery kind of way. I just like to watch – oh bollocks,” he huffed out a laugh when Joe’s lips twitched. “I’m not doing a very good job of convincing you I’m not a serial killer, am I?”
“Not really,” Joe said, unable to prevent his mouth from curving into a full smile. “Keep going though. I’m enjoying watching you put your foot in your mouth.” Taking a deep breath and in a move much bolder than he was used to making, he held out his hand. “I’m Joe Roberts.”
“Ryan,” Blue Eyes replied, shaking Joe’s hand firmly.
Don't forget to get your copy of Tea and Crumpet now and take advantage of the 20% discount on JMS Books :)
July 2, 2011
TEA AND CRUMPET!
Come and get your crumpets while they're hot!
Tea and Crumpet
Release day is tomorrow by JMS Books LLC
Pop on over and take advantage of their 10% discount :)
Tea and Crumpet
Release day is tomorrow by JMS Books LLC
Pop on over and take advantage of their 10% discount :)
June 28, 2011
June 26, 2011
SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY!
Happy Six Sentence Sunday everybody!
This week's six are from my completed novel "Thirst", which has just been accepted by Silver Publishing. Let me set the scene:-
Carter has found a young man battered and broken in the alley behind the bar he had been drinking in. He had dealt with the attackers in his own way...
THIRST
Carter slid behind the wheel, his green eyes glittering in the muted glow from the dome light as he closed the door behind him. A small smile lifted his lips as he headed his car toward home. The two men who had robbed and beaten Max and left him for dead had already paid for what they’d done. Glancing up into his rear-view mirror, he parted his lips and ran his tongue down his elongated incisors.
They wouldn’t be hurting anyone ever again, and he wasn't thirsty anymore.
See you next week! Don't forget to check out all the other wonderful entries over at Six Sentence Sunday
This week's six are from my completed novel "Thirst", which has just been accepted by Silver Publishing. Let me set the scene:-
Carter has found a young man battered and broken in the alley behind the bar he had been drinking in. He had dealt with the attackers in his own way...
THIRST
Carter slid behind the wheel, his green eyes glittering in the muted glow from the dome light as he closed the door behind him. A small smile lifted his lips as he headed his car toward home. The two men who had robbed and beaten Max and left him for dead had already paid for what they’d done. Glancing up into his rear-view mirror, he parted his lips and ran his tongue down his elongated incisors.
They wouldn’t be hurting anyone ever again, and he wasn't thirsty anymore.
See you next week! Don't forget to check out all the other wonderful entries over at Six Sentence Sunday
June 25, 2011
TASTE TEASER - HJD ON M/M
Good morning peoples,
It's nearly July, not long to wait now for the beginning of M/M's Hot July Days and I, for one, am excited to read all the delicious stories everyone has come up with to go with the photos they picked.
So...how about a little taste of my story, based on the prompt and the photo posed by the lovely Desert Rose...
Just One Kiss
Matt lay awake, watching the shadows from the tree outside his bedroom window play across the ceiling, listening to the soft snuffling of the warm body curled around his. He glanced down at the dark head resting on his shoulder and couldn’t help the smile that curved his lips. The sleeping face beside him was so familiar, and yet it was as though he was seeing it for the first time. How had they got here? Where did they go from here? Did they sweep it under the carpet? Laugh it off as a one-time thing, never to be mentioned again?
Matt sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face, the movement causing the arm draped across his waist to tighten in protest. He had no idea what they were supposed to do now – what etiquette you were meant to follow after you had sex with your best friend. Especially when your best friend was a guy and you were both supposed to be straight. Pulling Cam closer still, he laid his head on the other man’s hair and closed his eyes, replaying in his mind the evening they had spent together. A totally, ordinary, average, run of the mill evening of basketball and beer...
I hope that entices you to check out Hot July Days...see you next Friday !
It's nearly July, not long to wait now for the beginning of M/M's Hot July Days and I, for one, am excited to read all the delicious stories everyone has come up with to go with the photos they picked.
So...how about a little taste of my story, based on the prompt and the photo posed by the lovely Desert Rose...
Just One Kiss
Matt lay awake, watching the shadows from the tree outside his bedroom window play across the ceiling, listening to the soft snuffling of the warm body curled around his. He glanced down at the dark head resting on his shoulder and couldn’t help the smile that curved his lips. The sleeping face beside him was so familiar, and yet it was as though he was seeing it for the first time. How had they got here? Where did they go from here? Did they sweep it under the carpet? Laugh it off as a one-time thing, never to be mentioned again?
Matt sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face, the movement causing the arm draped across his waist to tighten in protest. He had no idea what they were supposed to do now – what etiquette you were meant to follow after you had sex with your best friend. Especially when your best friend was a guy and you were both supposed to be straight. Pulling Cam closer still, he laid his head on the other man’s hair and closed his eyes, replaying in his mind the evening they had spent together. A totally, ordinary, average, run of the mill evening of basketball and beer...
I hope that entices you to check out Hot July Days...see you next Friday !
June 20, 2011
TASTE TEASER - LAUREL HEIGHTS
Good morning world :)
Come on over to my blog and enjoy the taste teaser of my current WIP.
I hope it brightens up...or heats up...your Tuesday morning :)
http://lworrall.blogspot.com/2011/06/...
Come on over to my blog and enjoy the taste teaser of my current WIP.
I hope it brightens up...or heats up...your Tuesday morning :)
http://lworrall.blogspot.com/2011/06/...
June 18, 2011
RELEASE DAY!!!
A Nanny for Nate is now available at www.amazon.com and www.allromanceebooks.com and www.silverpublishing.info
June 16, 2011
BRITISH FLASH !!!! FREE EBOOK - COME AND GET IT !!!
It's finally here !
Come and get your free copy of British Flash
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/...
Come and get your free copy of British Flash
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/...
June 13, 2011
Mini Fic Monday # 3
Pop on over to my blog for a little free mini fic. It's a little longer than my usual one thousand words this week - but I got a little carried away :)
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http://lworrall.blogspot.com/2011/06/...
