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The Tuesday Talk with author Kelly Collins

Kelly Collins writes with the intention of keeping the love alive. 

Always a romantic, she is inspired by real time events mixed with a dose of fiction. She encourages her readers to reach the happily ever after and bask in the afterglow of the perfectly imperfect love. 

Kelly lives in Colorado with her husband of twenty-five years. She loves hockey and stops for shiny objects.




1. Which three people (famous or otherwise) would you most like to invite to a dinner party?

First, I would want Bradley Cooper because no dinner party should go without an appetizer.

Second, I’d love to invite Marilyn Monroe. Was she really a size fourteen, and did she sleep with both Kennedy’s? Don’t judge me, inquiring minds want to know.

Last, I’d invite Martha Stewart because someone has to clean up. J

2. Who has inspired you in your life and why?

Oh, the list is endless, but in truth it wasn’t until I became a mother that I truly became inspired. My three children make me want to be a better person. I don’t always achieve success, but I never stop trying.

3. How would your best friend describe you?
I have two and I just asked them, and this is what they said, “Fun to be around, witty, honest, non-judgmental, the best for decorating ideas!! The second friend said,  “I would say that you're pretty damn hilarious you have a great sense of humor, and you have a heart as good as gold.” That shocked me too, I would have bet bad influence would have topped their lists.

4. How do you handle criticism?
 I’m a bit snarky so I tend to handle my hurts with humor, or I hide in my room and pout but mostly humor.

5. What three things do you need to be successful in this industry?

Thick skin

A sense of humor

A never-quit attitude.

6. What are your greatest strengths and weaknesses?

Oh my, this is a tough one. Let’s start with the weaknesses. Self-doubt tends to plague me at times, but I treat it as a humbling mechanism. As for my strengths I have a go forth and conquer attitude. A paradox you say? Well, once my self-doubt sets in, the snarky girl inside bitch slaps me and tells me to pull up my knickers. It seems to work. 

7. What type of writing environment do you prefer?

I love the smell of a gardenia candle burning, the touch of the cool keys of my MacBook Air, my dogs at my feet, and complete silence. How am I supposed to hear all these voices in my head if I’m surrounded my chaos?

8. What was the first romance you read that stuck with you and why?

A Night in Shining Armor by Jude Deveraux. I don’t know if it was because it was my first romance or because I believed that love could conquer anything, but I know that it changed the way I thought about romance books in general.  Also there was a hunk of a man who traveled through time to be with his soul mate. Who wouldn’t want that?

9. Other than writing, what do you like doing in your spare time?

Spare time? What is this spare time you talk about? In all seriousness, I love going to the movies. I like to walk the trails in my town so I don’t  get a writer’s ass, and I have a bit of a Trader Joes addiction so you can always find me lurking in the aisles for something new. Have you tried the Thai spiced almonds—amazing?

10. What is the title of the last book you wrote? Tell us how you relate to one of the characters.

My most recent release is a book called Cheater and it’s a spicy summer games novella. The heroine is named Colette, and she’s a young woman who is fiercely loyal. She doesn’t take crap from anyone, and she is driven by love. I strive to be like that in my life, but I also strive to be a size eight. The thing is, she accepts all challenges and attacks them like a staving man would attack a steak. Go big or go home.

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Excerpt:

As soon as we entered my room, Bryn was on her knees, taking my cock into her mouth. This was exactly what I needed. It was the perfect way to ease the tension in my body and my brain. If oral sex were a medal event, Bryn would take the gold for sure.

“You’ve got to stop or slow down.” I pushed her luscious lips away from me. She released my dick with a pop. “If you don’t, it’s going to be over before it begins.” Hard as a rock and wanting to lose myself in her body, I pulled her up and backed her to the edge of my bed. Her yoga pants peeled easily from her legs. Bryn never wore panties—she didn’t like the lines. The strength in her legs was obvious. Muscles bulged from her calves to her stonelike ass. Not for the first time, I thought, Damn, what a beautiful sight.

Taking her lead, I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her legs. She loved it when I licked her softly and worked my way to a bite. I sucked and nibbled until she shouted my name. Yes, she was a screamer, but it didn’t matter because I was the only person occupying the west wing.

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Monday Minute

Happy Monday! Or is that possible?
It's not my least favorite day but it's close. Since I don't go to an office or anything for a 9 to 5 job anymore, the days of the week sometimes run together. I had a pretty good weekend. I'm house shopping, I don't know if anything will come of it, but I do love to look. Writing wise, Ryan finished his last chapter in Texas Maverick and I will be finishing up that book soon.
It's the 5th one in the Texas Heroes Series.
I'm also progressing well on a Hell Yeah! that will be titled LOVE ME, I DARE YOU and Isaac and Avery will be featured in this book as well as a new couple, Josh and Emma. Sunday, I was able to spend a few minutes on the phone with Lexi Post and she was so nice. She's one of the authors that will be releasing a book in my Hell Yeah! kindleworld on August 11th. That is so exciting. The reader room is up to 605 people now and we're still growing. Lexi also hinted about a new paranormal project, that I might get to be involved in with her, and that made me happy. So, many good things are happening. I'm truly blessed. I have a list of books to write a mile long and no intention of slowing down.
I hope you have a good week too!
Sable
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Hell Yeah! Kindle World

Hell Yeah! will be a kindleworld - first launch in August. But until then....we're introducing the authors, giving away prizes, showcasing books, telling what's coming up from Sable Hunter and just generally having a good time. Join us to keep up with it all.

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(This is the SAME novel that is in the Cowboy Justice 12-pack. So if you purchased that collection, there is no need to get this one as well unless you just want it and the cover for your collection.)
Texas Lonestar (Texas Heroes)

Dallas McClain is a Texas Ranger, a loner who lives for his work because he knows no woman will ever forgive his past…until he meets Lennon. Lennon is under attack. Shots have been fired through her windows, animals have been poached off her land and someone is rustling her cattle. If she doesn’t get help, Lennon will lose everything, including her life. 
In the heat of the battle, Lennon teaches Dallas the healing power of love. She has the unique talent of convincing those who need her that she needs them even more. At first, Dallas doesn’t comprehend how truly beautiful Lennon is until he sees her rising from the waters of a hot spring like Venus from the waves – and then he is lost. The chemistry between them is combustible. Wild and hot. Together they fight to save one another, her from harm and him from his past. Sometimes love is within our grasp…if we’re brave enough to grab it with both hands. 

**Content Warning: Contains adult language and situations. Intended for audiences 18+ ONLY** 

A Word from Co-Author Ryan O'Leary��

I’ve never ever officially been punched in the face by a jealous boyfriend in my life, but I’ve come close on a few occasions. Granted, those times were mostly in my younger days, but I feel liek that is the best way to answer the question people always seem to want to ask me when they findout that I write erotic romance.
There’s a good chance that you are reading this right now and have no idea who the hell I am. The internet has made it easier for people to answer just about any question they may have, so if you’re so inclined, I’ll let you use it to do just such a thing at the moment. But please, try to stay focused while you are out there searching. I don’t want you coming back here with spoilers about the next episode of The Walking Dead.
I was a terrible flirt back in my younger days. I can actually hear the eyerolls. “Younger days”. But it’s true. I had a slow start with girls, not actually having my first kiss until I was 16. Which would astound you if you’d known me back then, because I was super-cute and a hot commodity at my high school when it came to the ladies. But after that kiss, I quickly became quite enamoured with the female population.
I am well aware that women as a species (and what a glorious species it is) love the idea of the chase. Women love to be pursued. They love to be wooed and seduced. What I don’t think a lot of women ever fully know or appreciate, is that men enjoy it just as much. It’s true, the culmination of the flirting and courting is the main goal, don’t get it twisted, the flirting and chasing and seducing is fun, but I do eventually want to have my hands all over that body, girl. And that I think is what led me to the place in my writing career that I am at now. I found a way to use writing, to use my words to seduce women en masse, without the threat of a punch to the nose. 
Liek in the latest book I co-authoured with my writing partner and friend Sable Hunter. The lead male in the book, Micah Wolfe, is the quintessential flirt. Never does Micah miss an opportunity to make a women blush in his presence. I find I can connect better with a character liek this, with a character in a story who finds himself so utterly and completely consumed with a woman that he almost can’t help himself, he acts over the top, he enjoys her attention as much as she enjoys his and he’ll take risks to get it. Writing what I do gives me that opportunity. It gives me that opportunity to have that thrill of that first meeting of the characters. It gives me the opportunity to live that moment over and over and over again, that moment where he sees her and right away he knows he wants to spend more time with her. It’s liek writing a first date, a first kiss, a first touch of bare skin, again and again and again. 
Male or female, we all know that feeling, the rush, those butterflies of nervousness we all get when you meet someone and it just clicks, or you meet them and it doesn’t click, but by God do you ever want it to click. And that’s what I found in the books that I write. I’ll be honest, I don’t know why more writers and especially male writers, don’t give it a shot. 
But then again, maybe it’s better for me that they don’t 

*Article taken from The Book Escape Ezine

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A Sneak Peek into RYDER���S SURRENDER (Hell Yeah)

COMING SOON!!

Samson and Gideon stood at the window, watching the McCoys head down the drive. “I don’t have to ask you what you’re thinking,” Gideon muttered at Samson’s side. “I can feel it.” “Yea, she bowled me over. Tonight wasn’t the right time, but I think we should make our move.” Samson leaned his forearm on the window sill, gazing out into the night. “She’s sweet, soft, smart and sexy as hell.” “Just the thought of something happening to her and we never got the chance to meet her…touch her.” Gideon turned abruptly, heading to the tray and pouring himself another drink. “Unthinkable,” Samson agreed. “Our only problem will be convincing her to accept us both.” Gideon laughed. “If you think that will be our only problem, you didn’t meet the same group of cowboys tonight that I did. Those McCoy men would die for their sisters. And I have the feeling they’re pretty traditional.” “I guess we’ll just have to convince them as well as Ryder.” Samson drained his glass and set it on the tray. “How do you think we should proceed?” Gideon tried to ignore his cock, which had been hard anytime she was near. “Slowly and with as much finesse as possible.” “No, what I mean is should we be honest from the start or should just one of us pursue her first and…?” Gideon interrupted Samson. “Gradually get her used to the idea of a threesome?” The brothers could always finish one another’s sentences. From the time they were born, their connection was inexplicable to other people. There were times, when emotions ran high, the Dukes just knew and could feel what the other was thinking and experiencing. “Yea, I guess.” Samson mused. Gideon heard his brothers unspoken concern. “We’ve done that in the past and I don’t it’s a good idea with Ryder. I prefer we were honest from the beginning. This is just too important – she’s too important. If Ryder can’t accept us for who we are, there’s no use putting our hearts on the line by getting involved in a dead-end relationship.” “I’m not sure she picked up on it, but we didn’t exactly hide it from her tonight.” Samson recalled all that had been said. He also remembered how she felt in his arms, how beautiful her face was to him, and how her curvy little body was beyond delectable. They would give her more pleasure than she’d ever dreamed. “True.” Gideon laughed. “I wish I could read her thoughts as easily as I can yours.” “Damn, I’ve going to bed.” He clapped his brother on the back and headed up the stairs to his suite. “I’m right behind you,” Gideon called out, knowing he’d be doing the exact same thing his brother would be doing. Fantasizing about Ryder McCoy. Upstairs, Samson shed his clothes, tossing them in the hamper. Even though they had household help, he was by nature a neat person. Even though he and his brother enjoyed sharing their women, each had their own private space. Since moving to central Texas, they hadn’t participated in their favorite form of eroticism, but the size of their beds certainly allowed for the possibility. Samson and Gideon were big men, and their choice of furniture reflected the amount of room it would take to play with their woman of choice. Custom made beds, oversize chairs and an in-suite hot tub was just a few of the built-in luxuries they’d had installed in their new home. Needing to relax, Samson grabbed a towel and headed for the Jacuzzi tub. As he passed the bed, he imagined Ryder stretched out between them, her beautiful body bare to their hands and lips. “Ah, yea.” He rubbed his cock. “Making you feel good would be such a pleasure.” Stepping over the side, he lowered himself into the bubbling waters and sighed. The warm water churning against his skin felt incredible. Leaning back against the side, Samson closed his eyes and took his cock in hand. As he stroked himself, he thought of Ryder’s sweet scent. He couldn’t wait to see her breasts, suck her nipples, find out how sweet her little clit would be on his tongue. “Fuck, baby.” She’d said yes to his phone call, he prayed she’d say yes to seeing them again. Up and down, he pumped his dick. The silkiness of the hot water against his skin a poor substitute for the creamy heat of Ryder’s pussy. For years they’d searched for the one woman they could call their own, one who would love them both, be receptive to their needs and desires – want them as much as they would cherish her. “Oh, yea, let me love you, baby.” As he worshiped Ryder in his mind, his whole body bowed, shafts of fire licked at his balls. His hips bucked in the water, sending little waves beating against the sides. “Ryder!” he shouted as his cum boiled up, jetting out of his body in white ribbons of ecstasy. In the opposite wing, Gideon was having a similar fantasy. He stood in the shower, his back against the smooth marble wall, fisting his cock. Tonight they might have met the woman of their dreams. He treasured the memory of how his lips had felt on her skin, how her breasts had rested on his forearm as she’d nestled against him astride the horse. Drops of water glistened on his heaving chest as he let go, sending plumes of cum shooting across the tile. “I’ll take you to heaven, baby. Just give me a chance.” After finishing his shower, Gideon dried himself off with a Roma bath towel from Neiman Marcus that his housekeeper informed him cost a hundred and sixty dollars when she’d found it wadded up in the tub. He pulled on a pair of Hermes woven boxers with two fourteen karat gold buttons on the waistband which had been on sale at five hundred dollars a pair. The sheets on his bed were one thousand thread count made by Charlotte Thomas, the price for these bed linens per his decorator’s invoice were a cool twenty-four hundred dollars. No creature comfort had been spared in their home and their five car garage held a Bentley, an Aston Martin, a Lamborghini, a Porsche and a King Ranch pick-up. The Duke brothers wanted for nothing money could buy. Yet – something was missing. The value of material things fades fast if there’s no one to share them with – no one to make smile. That night as they closed their eyes in sleep, both would have given most anything they owned to have Ryder McCoy lying next to them.

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