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Pick Me Up Monday

 Happy Monday and hope everyone had a good week and Veterans Day.For all our men and women in the armed forces, past and present I give you my heartfelt thanks for keeping our Country safe. Your sacrifice and courage will never be forgotten. Thank you for your service to us and God bless.  What's up this week? Well, check in with me on Thursday when I have guest Robin Badillo here talking about her latest release Family Ties available through Evernight Publishing. In addition, on Thursday November 15th, I am participating on The Romance Review month long event. As you can see it will be quite an awesome time with lot's of opportunities to win. Click here and save this link in favorites on your browser so you don't miss a thing. I have a special hunt for you. Find the correct answer and you can win a PDF of The Knights Druid part two in my trilogy of The Knights of Excalibur. I will also be available for a question and answer chat the date to be determined at this time. In other news I'm getting close to the final edits of the last installment of The Knights of Excalibur. I'm also working on the third installment of Zeke's book in the Dark Breed series and have a small novella I'm hammering out that should be ready very soon. And if that weren't enough I am finishing up The Summoning, just finished my research for a historical time travel which will come out next fall and have several other books in various stages ready to be worked on. My only stumbling block is finding the time to get all of these done by the end of next year! Yeah, I know it's a tall order, but what the heck, at least I have some goals. Lol! It seems according to my numerology numbers I'm in a very small percentage of people who are overachievers. Gee, who'd have figured huh? I do admit to being antsy when I don't have several projects going. Even when not writing I am always doing something whether it's painting, crocheting or drawing and ALWAYS, I have a book I'm reading. I guess you could say it's my way of preventing any creative block.  I'm a firm believer that whatever your passion is, throw yourself whole-heartedly into it, don't hold back and don't take prisoners!Well, with that said I better go tackle my version of Mount Everest and see if I can chop it down to size. Have a wonderful week and we will talk next Monday. 

The Unspeakables Debut for Author Ron Reining

  Welcome to a special spotlight for a fresh talent. Bio: Ron Rening was born during the Eisenhower Administration (1956 for those who aren't up on dates.) In the middle of Redlands, Ca. He started the majority of his writing while in Germany during his time in the Air Force. He cites Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain, James Peter Longstreet, Sandy Koufax and George Patton Jr. as his heroes and the cause of his insanity. He currently lives in Las Vegas, NV with his loving wife, and his greatest accomplishment, his daughter. Ron Reining's new Paranormal Crime and Punishment story has a new twist on zombies I found quite intriguing.

BLURB:Jeff’s life is destroyed in one single act of violence. The only thing left for him is revenge against the one who savagely killed his family. Recruited by Zee Castle, a covert organization that brings unspeakable events to a close. With his partner, Victoria, a newly animated zombie known as a Zed, he learns there may be more than revenge to live for. Together, they must learn to trust each other if they are to stop the atrocities being committed in the world.     Excerpt:When the men entered Victoria pulled its face out of the half can in its hands and hissed, long and loud. It cradled the can protectively away from the men, cut fingers and absolute defiance etched on its features. A ring of cut flesh with a smattering of dried blood formed a circle around the face. Victoria had been breathing the essence of the coffee grounds as if a feline was overdosing on catnip. The creature of the floor was undeniably intoxicated. Movement and sound were slow and slurred. It was responding as if it perceived everything as a threat to its possession. While Dale did his best to maintain a straight face Jeff crossed his arms and glared.“Bad Zed! Bad, bad Zed!” he growled.The defiance remained and another hiss followed. Drunk or not, a low growl could be heard. Jeff repeated himself.Victoria began straining and shaking. Finally,” Hun…ger!” Her first word.Jeff growled, “What?”Fighting, Victoria stammered, “Hun-ger! Hun-gry!” It then nearly screamed, “Hun-ge-ry! Vic-tor-a hun -ger-y!”Jeff maintained his stern parental posture and demanded, “Bad Zed! Zed 306, remove your clothing. Bad Zed!”Dale caught on instantly. Victoria didn’t understand at all. “Vick-tora hun-gary,” it repeated.“Bad Zed! You have no name! You are a bad Zed! Remove your clothes! Bad Zed has no clothes!”While Dale watched in amazement, Victoria was crushed by Jeff’s words. The Zed stared at Jeff, then at its lap. Then it began moaning. While the men watched, the Zed slowly fought itself out of its bra and shorts and laid both gently on the floor before itself. Zed 306 then laid its arms and lifeless hands across its lap as if they had come to the end of their usefulness. From deep within its throat came a most pitiful wailing cry, not unlike a kicked puppy in lingering pain.Dale turned to face Jeff and, holding a finger across his lips, motioned outside with his eyes. Jeff turned and they heard, “Vic-tor-a…. Vic-tor-a sor…ry. Vic-tora sor…ry, Vic….”Jeff growled, “Bad Zed! Bad Zed has no name!” The two men then left the apartment.Once the outer door was closed they both lost it. They eventually shook hands in success. Jeff then mentioned that the true result was waiting for them. If Victoria remained as it was, remorseful and empty handed, it had learned its lesson. If its head was back in the coffee grounds they really had their work cut out for them. Well, he did. Dale was an advisor, not an investigator in training.The two returned to the scene of the crime a little later. Victoria hadn’t moved. It sat and moaned, “Bad Zed is no name,” over and over while staring at her clothing. It was quite possibly the most pitiful display either man had yet witnessed. It took a supreme effort to keep a straight face and even temperament.Jeff walked up to the unfortunate and held out both hands. “Zed 306, come.”After a number of “Bad Zed is no name,” repetitions aired, and were counteracted by Jeff’s soft command, Victoria took his hands and stood. Jeff released one hand and led it out. A smiling Dale took another couple of minutes to survey the damage. With a silent chuckle he began returning the kitchen to this world. Once the major damage was resolved he retrieved a previously unopened can and made a fresh pot of coffee. He then continued cleaning while the pot gurgled. Jeff couldn’t use cleaning as a form of punishment. Victoria’s motor skills were yet unequal to such a task, and this was hardly bad enough to warrant calling in an engineer. All part of the job, he told himself.In the meantime Jeff was back at parenting. He took Victoria to the bathroom and wiped it clean, then put it back inside a fresh set of underwear. Victoria tried to resist at first, and it was a feeble effort. It repeated, “Bad Zed has no name.”“Good,” Jeff replied. “Bad Zed has no name. Bad Zed has no clothes. When bad Zed learns good, Zed becomes good Zed. Good Zed is named Victoria. Victoria is good.”The words were simple enough for Victoria. Unblinking eyes said a lot, and understanding was in the forefront. “Good Zed now?Jeff smiled down on the redhead. “Victoria remembers how to speak now. That is very good. Victoria will remember more soon. Victoria will become smart again.”Victoria began beaming in an undead sort of unblinking way. “Victoria is good? Victoria is good.”Jeff then frowned. “If Victoria wants coffee, Victoria must ask for it. If I say no, no coffee. If I say yes, small coffee.”Victoria understood. She then remembered how to smile.Now it's contest time. Want more?Ron is having a giveaway. One lucky commenter will be getting a copy of Unspeakables for their own. Be sure to leave your email address so he can inform you if you won.It’s now available for Kindle too!Ron can be found at:http://www.fallingangelchronicles.comemail him at: rreining2010@gmail.com 

Pick Me Up Monday - Results from Blog Fest's

Happy Monday!   Hope you are having a great begining to your work week. Here is a little something to get you going. I am tickled to announce my two winners from the blog hops I participated in last week. Brandi won a copy of The Knights Druid. Book two in the Knights of Excalibur series.Keista won two PDF's. Beloved Wizard and Dark Passion Rising. Congradulations to you both and hope you enjoy the books. In other news I'm still busy working on the last book in the Knights of Excalibur series, plus Zeke's book for the Dark Breed series. I also have a short novella I'm doing in between. What better way to fight writers block than have other books to write? I also have my hands full with getting events and promo set up for Hot Mojave Knights. This is an event put on by romance authors FOR you, the reader in mind. We are even keeping the cost low so it won't kill the budget. We are working on many events where you get one on one with your favorite authors, panels to go to and fun activities to participate in. Well, that's it for now, Until next week have a great one.   

Wicked After Dark Blog Hop

Halloween has never looked so good!
   When my good friend over at Close Encounter of the Night Kind told me about this hop a few months back I just had to be a part of it. Halloween is my favorite holiday of the year, so many wonderful costumes to choose from and lets not forget the decadence of chocolate! My favorite is the dark semi-sweet variety, yum!In celebration of my favorite holiday I am giving away two PDF's. The first is from my Knights of Excalibur series Beloved Wizard and the second from my Dark Breed series Dark Passion Rising. Both are the first books in the series. Here is a little naughty excerpt from each. BLURB: Arthur and his Knights are back and ready to kick ass! Merci Tramaine is not happy to be called back into service by her old boss Arthur, especially when she is charged to find her missing ex lover. Drake Monroe is Merlin reincarnated, with his powers bound by the Goddess Nimue he has become a skilled fighter, but no match for Nimue who kidnapped him determined to destroy him forever.The bloodline of Morgan Le Fey taints Merci keeping her on the edge between light and dark, the Goddess’s wicked trap springs shut leaving both Drake and Merci racing against the clock. Passions ignite once again, but are they too late to plan a future or will they be torn from each other? This time for eternity. Wicked Excerpt:               Time was ticking down with no solution on the near horizon, but in this moment, nothing mattered but being in his arms. She wrapped her arms around the muscular column of his neck, her fingers spreading through his thick, silky hair and rose to her toes. Her lips fused with his in a kiss that matched his hunger. Reveling in the taste of him in her mouth, her tongue delved deeper, dueling with his. His hands slid down her sides, sending a shiver of anticipation through her, coming to rest at the small of her back, and pressed her even closer to him. The heavy weight of his erection pressed against her belly. The heat from his body seeped into her, enhanced the beating of his heart. His kiss was demanding yet tender, harsh with need and seductive. All resistance drained out of her and her thoughts skidded to a halt, leaving only sensation in its wake. Her soft moan filled the air around them and was answered by his deeper groan. She wanted…needed more of him. All of him right now! With trembling fingers, she moved to the buttons of his shirt, practically ripping them off in her haste to get to the warm, firm skin beneath. He broke the kiss long enough to help her remove the material, then helped her with hers. She drank in the sight of his wide chest defined by slabs of muscle. The ridges of his stomach and narrow hips and licked her lips. There was no doubt that he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. And for this moment in time he was all hers.    BLURB: Tambra Ellis has just had her world turned upside down! Surviving a bite from a Lycan, attracted to one hot vampire guy and now she has to look forward to turning into something from some bad werewolf movie.           Marcus Valerian has enough on his plate without the added complication of Tambra Ellis. Fiery and independent? Sure. Beautiful with a body made for sin? Oh Yeah. And a human cop. Tambra is everything he needs to stay away from.     As leader of the Tribunal’s enforcers it’s up to him to find out why the Dark Breeds are going feral and killing humans in ever increasing numbers. Tambra’s life is in the balance as the secrets of her past place her in the middle of old deceits and a betrayal that will change the world forever.      Will Marcus and Tambra’s love survive or will it be too late. Wicked Excerpt: “Last chance, little one. Say no to this, and I will go,” he told her, his voice raspy with need. “Let me, and I will sink my fangs into your lovely neck even as I plunge my cock into you. I will take you until my name screams from your lips. Then I will mark you as mine, my Consort, and your life will forever be bound to mine.” In answer, Tambra rose to her toes and brushed her lips against his, her tongue playing over the seam between his lips, seeking entrance. With a low growl that rumbled through her, he deepened the kiss, hungrily pillaging her hot, moist mouth with the desperate intensity of a man starved. One hand slid down her back, cupping her ass, lifting her firmly against his erection. Need like she had never felt before made her a creature of sensation, her focus only on the dark passion rising within her. Marcus’s muscles bunched under her hands. She slid them down over his wide shoulders, along his back, to his incredible ass. He broke his kiss only long enough to rid her of her tee shirt and bra. He cupped her breasts in his hands, his thumbs rubbing the hard peaks of her nipples as they tightened under his touch. His head bent, mouth laving one nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. She arched into him, mindless from the pleasure that spiraled through her. His lips moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention as the first. His hand moved down her ribcage, past her small waist, to the waistband of her jeans. He unzipped them and shoved them, along with her panties, down her rounded hips, leaving her bare to his piercing gaze. “So damned beautiful,” he whispered, his eyes caressing her skin until she felt as if she was burning alive with the need for him to take her. So let the hopping begin and good luck to you all!    

Pick Me Up Monday - Three Blog Events in one week!

 Happy Monday! I don't know if this inspires me to get up. I think I would much rather curl up next to him for the whole day and forget it's Monday. Wow what a week! I have three great blog hops I'm doing this week. The first one started on Saturday October 20th and runs to Saturday October 27th.  I'm giving away the PDF of my latest release The Knights Druid, the second book in the Knights of Excalibur series.           Just click here: 
 Wicked Romances Blog Hop

Then my next blog hop starts on October 24 and goes through November 1st. Come on by and see what I will be giving away as a prize to celebrate my favorite holiday of the year.

 Starting October 26th through to October 31st you will find me at The Romance Studio  Spookapalooza celebrating the holiday with lots of excerpts from my books and a few sneak peaks at a few that will be coming soon.  I'll have much more to come in the last months of 2012 and plenty of news on upcoming releases so stop by often and get in on the fun. I truly enjoy hearing from you and love the comments I get on my blog. Thank you and have a wonderful week.

We will talk again. 

Wicked Romances Blog Fest

Tweet #WickedRomanceGIVEAWAY  When I thought about this the one book which popped into my head was the Knight's Druid. What could be more wicked that a sexy irishman who just happens to be a shifter? If that isn't enough to give you a few naughty thoughts then how about two alpha knights grappling with the feelings they have for each other? what a few wickledly naughty snippets? I thought you would never ask. Lol!  BLURB: What’s worse than a pissed off Knight? Colin Hennessy.Shifter, Knight and quick tempered Irishman, Colin remembers vividly his past life as Sir Kay. Haunted by the woman he once loved and lost, he has spent his lives searching for his lost love to no avail. Now Arthur is back and his life once again is filled with purpose. Joined by a common goal, he lives only to protect Arthur and his fellow Knights from the twisted, black magic of Mordred.Juliet Boyd moves among societies rich and pampered, but she holds within her a terrible secret. One Vance Hollister is determined to exploit. Mordred is back in a new skin, now as Vance Hollister and the old evil is alive and well. Colin and Juliet are unprepared for the flare of attraction that ignites between them from across a moonlit parking lot. Dare she open herself and expose her cursed gift? Can he save Juliet from Vance’s twisted manipulations or will he lose his second chance at love? A showdown between good and evil is coming to a head with Colin and Juliet right in the middle.Wicked Excerpt #1 Colin and Juliet  
Her breasts pushed tantalizingly against his chest, her core pressed hard to his raging erection. All thoughts went south leaving precious little for his brain to function on. His thin veneer of civility burned to ash leaving in its wake the animal living just beneath his skin. After so very long this one female felt good in his arms…right. He wanted more, he wanted, no neededto touch her all over, bury himself deep inside her. Claim her and be claimed by her. His hands lowered to the full rounded cheeks of her ass, lifting her up closer to him urging her to wrap those luscious long legs around his waist. Colin bit back a curse as her heat ground into his cock with agonizing precision almost making him climax right then and there.

He laid her on the bed his hands eager to learn her body. He broke the kiss lifting his head to drink her in, a man starved finding a feast laid before him. Her skin smooth alabaster, breast’s firm and round, tipped with dark coral nipples. Her small waist flared slightly at the hips, Christ! His throbbed painfully against the fly of his jeans. The scent of her arousal drove him over the edge where instinct took control and all thoughts and arguments crumpled to dust. The only urge, overwhelming in its savage intensity remained. He needed to be thrusting deep inside her or he would lose his mind.

Gods damn me, you’re beautiful,” he husked in a voice more animal than man. “Say you want this, Jules.”
 

Wicked Excerpt #2 - Darius and Simon

Darius pulled out of her mouth bent and kissed her tasting Simon mixed with him. Salty and sweet, so good he deepened the kiss to lap up more of the heady taste. A hand stroked tentatively through his hair, traveling to his cheek and down his throat. Breaking the kiss he turned his face and found another pair of lips pressing on his own. A tongue darted in through his parted lips in a hesitant exploration.

God the taste!

He wanted more, needed more of the spicy sweet taste, turning the kiss from questing to demanding, his tongue stroking, twisting, and dueling. His heart stuttered as a hunger unlike any he had ever known ignited deep within him, threatening to devour him whole. His pulse quickened, his heart banged in his chest, a painful pounding threatening to burst free from his ribcage.

Darius grew so hard it was painful; usually it took a bit more time to get it up again, but not this time. Realization hit him with the force of a freight train. He was kissing Simon.

And liking it!

He jerked away from Simon with a mixture of surprise and horror. Simon was his best friend, as close as a brother. For Christ’s sake he liked women! The desire still throbbing through his body mocked his words as he stared into eyes glazed with need.

No way was he dealing with this, not now, not ever!

Darius jerked away from Simon as if he’d been burned, looking anywhere but at his friend.

The blonde giggled while readjusting her clothing. “Damn that was hot seeing the two of you go at it like that.”

“I’ve wanted to tell you for so long,” Simon started.

“Don’t,” Darius held up a hand as if to ward him off. “I don’t want to know. You are my best friend damn you, what in the nine levels of hell was that all about?”

“About? You dumb shit. I’ve wanted to tell you. Aw hell, this was not the way I wanted it to go down.”

Simon’s words ravaged him. Panic rose up gripping him with razor sharp talons ripping him to shreds inside.

Darius did the only thing he could do. He followed his instinct and ran like hell.

Interested in more ? I'm giving the PDF of this away to one of you who leaves me a comment on this blog.

Just click on one of the participants below and happy hopping
 

Pick Me Up Monday - Evernight Birthday Bash Results

Happy Monday! Well my friends another week is here and all I can say is Wow, what an awesome blog hop we had. To all you new followers I thank you so much for following and hope not to disappoint.  I am happy to announce the winner of the Evernight 2nd Birthday Bash Blog Hop is Carin. She won a PDF copy of Passion's Flight Book 2 in the Dark Breed series, plus a $20.00 Amazon Gift Card. Happy reading and shopping Carin I hope you enjoy them both.All my winners are picked through www.randomnumber.org since I get tons of comments - which I absolutely love - this is the only way I can pick from all the wonderful things you say about my books. I am so tickled to find so many interested in my stories and it spurs my muse to write more hearing from you all.I have been very busy last week since I took a three day sabbatical from writing to work the Age of Chivalry Renaissance Fair in Las Vegas last week. The small vacation away from the day job and writing helps to recharge my battery and I'm back at work writing like crazy because of it.   Here are a few pictures of the tent I made from scratch and yes, I painted it too!This is the back with a stylized painting of the Black Phoenix -the name of my ship since I play a privateer and assassin.  



 This is the side I painted for my partner in crime the Blue Sapphire. The blue beastie is her Celtic astrology sign and the other designs are a mixture of Celtic and viking runes depicting good fortune and unity.
   And this one is mine. Wasn't sure how I felt about my Celtic sign being a snake, but in their astrology it's a good thing Lol! I did take a picture of the front which had our flag and the Eye of Ra in the front flap of the opening but sadly it didn't come out.  So know you know what I did with my time last week. Now it's time to tell you all about this week. I have another blog hop starting on Saturday October 20th through to October 27th. I will be giving away a copy of The Knights Druid on this one so be sure to check it out on the 20th.Well, time to get back to work have a safe and productive week everyone.

Happy Birthday Evernight! Birthday Blog Extravaganza

 Welcome to the Evernight Publishing birthday blog hop! Evernight Publishing opened its doors two years ago. In those two years we’ve signed over one hundred and sixty authors and published over three hundred books. From paranormal to contemporary, we’ve had more best sellers than we can count and made thousands of people smile, sigh and gasp. So, as a thank you to all our readers and everyone who has supported us, we’re holding this blog hop and we have a whole lot of prizes to offer you. Here's how it works... the more blogs you hop to (shown below) the more chance you have of winning prizes. Each author on the hop is offering a prize and Evernight is offering the following grand prizes, a Kindle, a $100 Amazon gift certificate, two Evernight swag bags (which includes a tote, a tee, vouchers, a mug and other coolness) and a personalized Facebook banner. To be in with a chance of winning the author prize simply follow the blog you're visiting and leave a comment which includes your email address. Each entry on each blog is then counted towards the grand prize draw. The more entries you have, the better your chance of winning a grand prize! You also get extra points for liking the Evernight Facebook page http://www.facebook.com/#!/evernightpublishing. Just make sure you let us know in the comments that you've done so. Good luck and happy hopping! For my prize I'm giving away a PDF copy of Passion's Flight PLUS a $20.00 Amazon Gift Card.  Blurb: With ferals attacking the human populace in greater numbers than ever before, Tegan Murin has his hands full these days. When he is ordered to find and destroy a deadly artifact known as Oman’s Seal, deal with his estranged step-father and find a missing archeologist. He’s a bit irritable. Add into the mix a recurring dream of one sexy seductress leading him to his death… well, you get one very pissed off were-panther. Kyra Navarone is an archeologist who is more than what she seems. Escaping from the ferals who captured her, she ends up running into the brooding, irritating man who makes her blood run hot just with one look. Her life depends on the betrayal of this compelling man, but how can she live with herself afterward? With ferals, An Atlantean Tracker and Lucien closing in on them, they are running out of time, Tegan and Kyra must learn to trust each other in order survive. More hangs in the balance than their lives. Their actions could very well spell the end of everything for not just their world, but the world hidden beneath the waves as well.  Excerpt   “Is that all you got, asshole?” Tegan growled from flat on his back. The damn leech had packed quite a punch, but he’d never let him know that. He rose from the ground, spitting a wad of blood on the alley floor. “You hit like a girl.”    The vampire hissed, baring his impressively large fangs, his fingernails lengthening to razor sharp points. Tegan laughed with dark intent. His claws punched out of his hands with the sound of tearing flesh. The dagger sharp points, catching the light from the crescent moon shining above the filthy alley.. Forming a fist, he fought off the rank odor of rotten garbage and urine trying for a permanent home in his nostrils.   “Mine are bigger than yours,” he said with a menacing smile, wiggling his claws “Game on.”    The vampire’s eyes glowed red. Snarling his contempt, the beast leapt, its sharp nails aiming for Tegan’s exposed jugular. Tegan twisted to the side at the last moment and raked his claws up the vampire’s unprotected stomach. Crap, the vamp even screamed like a girl. Wasn’t that just fucking pathetic?    The vampire wrenched free of Tegan’s claws. Its nails tore through the leather of his bomber jacket, past the soft cotton tee shirt and gouged deep into the muscle and tendons. Pain exploded through his shoulder, clear to the bone, traveling like wildfire down his arm, followed by the unpleasant prickling sensation like a thousand fire ants were eating his limb off. Gods damned vamps, he thought disgustedly. What was it with these feral vampires and poisons anyway? The venom pulsed though his system like toxic sludge, warning him there would be very little time before it rendered him immobile. Reaching for the knife strapped to his chest, he pinned his gaze on the cocky asshole. No more play time. Now it’s die time. He made a quarter turn, nice and steady, letting the vamp think he was going to flee. Tegan waited for the merest brush of those sharpened nails to sweep the back of his neck. Sensing the Feral move in for the kill, he spun back, his knife firmly gripped in his good hand, slashing into the vampire’s neck.   The force of the strike bit deep, cutting clear to the bone, almost beheading the leech in one strike. He stumbled away, hands clamped over the damage. The attempt to keep its head on his shoulders was futile. The vamp’s life gushed, ruby red, running down the alley walls. Before it could begin to heal, Tegan cut deeply into the unprotected stomach. The creature’s hands jerked to his belly doing what he could to keep his insides from spilling out over the dirty alley floor. Putting all his strength into it, Tegan hacked through the vamps unprotected throat. It fell to the ground with a satisfying thwump, the body crumpling beside it.   “That’s for fucking poisoning me, you asshole!” Tegan growled at the body as he cleaned the blade on his black cargo pants and placed it back into its sheath. He pulled out his cell from one of his pants pockets. His fingers fumbled as numbness claimed them and he gritted his teeth with frustration until he heard the cell ring through.   “Hey Zeke, I need a pick up and my poison kit,” he grit out as the toxin starting to burn through his blood stream. “I’m at Bridger and Third. Hurry.”  

Pick Me Up Monday

 Happy Monday all! Wrapped around that would make getting up on Monday mornings hell - or I should say more hellacious than they already are. I am a night owl by nature and no matter how old I get I still find it difficult to rise and shine in the mornings. Guess I'm more like a vampire, happy if I don't have to see the light of day. Even my muse won't wake up and get it together until the sun is down. Anyhow October has officially started and it plans to be a busy one for me. I have been invited to guest blog at RomCon on October 13th here is the link: http://www.romconinc.com/index.php?option=com_lyftenbloggie&category=fantasy%20/%20futuristic%20/%20paranormal&Itemid=24One commenter will win The first two books in the Knights of Excalibur series PLUS a $5.00 Amazon Gift card. Hopefully you will use it to by the third and final installment of this series The Kings Lady.    On October 8th I start a week long blog hop with my Publisher Evernight For their upcoming Birthday. I can't believe they are two years old and have done so much in those years. The quality of the stories they bring and the talent of their authors is quite amazing. For my part in it I will be giving away the PDF of Passions Flight along with tons of other goodies you can win. Details will go live next Monday right here on my blog.I am also working on the third book in the Dark Breed series and some others that I'm not quite ready to talk about at this time. I hope to surprise you with them in the near future so stay tuned for more news on my Monday blogs.  I will be on a small vacation from writing from October 4th through the 7th. Time to recharge my batteries by working the local Renaissance Fair. Time to let Obsidian the Black Dagger out to play and this time she will have stocks and a rack to discipline those who are very, very bad. Oh, she can be bribed to put anyone in the stocks if you have the coin to grease her palm. She is an interesting and mercenary soul who I will have end up having a book written about her some day.  

Kenra Daniels Tight Spaces Blog Tour- Want a Copy?

  One thing I simply love about being a romance writer is the friends I make along the way. When one of them thinks of me when they put together a blog tour I get so excited you would think it was my release. I am so happy to present to you a good friend and very talented author Kenra Daniels.  A little about Kenra Daniels: Kenra Daniels lives in a tiny rural community in north eastern Kentucky with her very own Romance Novel Hero. In addition to Erotic Romance, Kenra writes Paranormal Romance, and has plans for Historical Romance, Urban Fantasy, and a few other things. She has a completely new paranormal being in development and will soon start those stories. With multiple other projects in the works, time and energy are her only limits.
 BLURB: A lonely woman goes dancing with friends to kick the Bad Breakup Anniversary Blues. Her fantasy-man is willing to help, until her lowlife ex ambushes him. With the first anniversary of the messy break up of a long-term relationship bearing down, Amy has the blues. When her friends suggest an evening at the Double Dare, she reluctantly agrees to go along. She doesn't do the casual sex thing, but it'll be good to spend time with her friends. Seeing Jesse at the Double Dare immediately cheers her up. She's fantasized over him for months. The evening gets more pleasant as they heat up the dance floor. Things go from hot to sizzling, until her ex shows up and confronts Amy in a low blow. Will his interference deter Jesse and Amy from continuing what could be the start of something wonderful?

EXCERPT:She joined several other club-goers in the line at the door and waited her turn to be admitted. The odor of mingled perfumes, colognes, BO, and cigarette smoke made her stomach roll a little before she became accustomed to it. The neon sign suspended on the wall several feet overhead flashed, eerily illuminating the faces of those waiting in bursts of red, green and blue. Macabre shadows danced around, at odds with the nearly tangible sense of eagerness emanating from most. Amy shook the images from her head before they could take root. A long-time fan of horror fiction and the paranormal, such idle fancies had a way of setting up housekeeping in her imagination, only to reappear later as nightmares. Amy let her gaze wander over those ahead of her in the line, trying to assess their status. Some were easy to tell, couples leaning against one another, lost in their own secret world. A few lone males stood out, conspicuous in their rarity. Nearly everyone in the line had at least one companion. A trio of barely legal guys stared at Amy, bold as brass, and talking in low voices with an occasional laugh thrown in. They didn't bother to keep their topic of discussion private, wondering aloud which of them Amy would choose to fuck first. A young woman, svelte in a black mini dress, pin straight platinum blonde hair swinging about her ass, approached Amy from the side. "Watch out for those guys." She indicated the three young men with a nod of her head. "They won't take no for an answer, even if it means following a girl out of the parking lot at closing. And it looks like they've picked you for their target tonight." She moved away before Amy could ask any questions. Amy decided to take the warning seriously. A smart woman didn't take that kind of chance. She deliberately avoided making eye contact when the one in the middle tried to smile at her. The young man drew sullen brows down when she refused to play the game, to the delight of his companions. "Uptight bitch. Be seeing you." The very real threat in his tone sent a chill down Amy's spine. As a precaution, she surreptitiously studied all three, memorizing their faces and clothing, intent on giving them wide berth. If she never saw them again, it would be too soon. Satisfied she could easily recognize the troublemakers, she turned her attention elsewhere. A nice-looking guy, with definite potential, near the front of the line looked her over. Before she could return his smile, a leggy redhead in painted on jeans and a translucent top approached from the parking lot and joined him. Amy gave him a rueful grin and made a point of looking elsewhere. Finally, the doors opened, and the line started to move. The doorman checked IDs, turning away one young couple with fakes. By the time Amy made it to the front of the line, the heavily muscled man had relaxed a little, and started flirting with some of the women in the line. When Amy's turn came, he gave her a nod while his blue gaze flicked up and down, taking in her appearance. His smile broadened when his gaze arrived at her generous breasts. "That's an awfully nice dress for a dump like this, Sweetheart." His voice, rumbly and intimate, sent a charge directly to Amy's pussy. She licked her lips before answering, causing heat to flare in his eyes. "It's my favorite, so I decided what the hell." "If you get tired of the jerks inside, come on back out and keep me company a while. I know how to treat a lady." His voice promised a good time. Feeling especially daring, Amy made of point of letting her skirt brush against his pant leg as she walked past. "I'll just bet you do." With a long look over her shoulder, she headed on through the heavy steel door. God! Had she really done that? Embarrassment heated her cheeks. Never in her life had she behaved that way! Every male without sight would read her actions as coming from a bitch in heat. Hopefully those young jerks hadn't paid attention. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to resist paying her a visit.
Hi Shannan, thanks for having me here today! Writing Erotica, Erotic Romance, or even Sensual Romance – anything with graphic sex – comes with some unwanted consequences. As soon as people find out what I write, there's always the raised eyebrow. Then the person either leans back a little and starts to move away, or they lean forward and smile. By now, I can tell by those first little reactions exactly what they think of books with explicit adult content. The folks who lean back? Well, you guessed it. They're afraid something unpleasant might rub off on them. I don't know if they think Erotica writers actually do what they write, as they write it, and don't ever wash their hands, or what. The ones who lean forward a little and smile? They want ALL the juicy details. After all, everyone knows, to write that sort of material, a person would have to have a VAST amount of experience. Apparently, these folks figure that for every hot scene we write, we've lived far hotter ones. And for some of us, that might be the case. I don't know. The thing is, most novelists who include graphic sex scenes in their work are just normal people. Maybe married, maybe single. Male or female. Kinda young or kinda old. Most have no more experience than any other average person of their age and gender, and some have even less. Writing hot sex scenes is all about the imagination, and the ability to involve all of a character's senses in the scene. Without that quality, the scenes will be more funny than arousing. And while we might get a little pissed when people move away, or lean in for the details, we really don't want them laughing unless the scene is part of a comedy. Thanks again for having me here, Shannan! I just released a new Erotic Romance novella, "Tight Spaces", Book #1 of my new "Double Dare Club" series. To celebrate, I'm giving away some copies of "Tight Spaces", a $10 Amazon Gift Card, and I'm working on some other things but don't have confirmation yet, so I can't announce them. So don't forget to hit the Rafflecopter below, or at my site http://kenradaniels.com/double-dare, and enter for your chances to win! Also, check out the Archangel's Creed page (assuming I've finished the page!) on my site for a sneak peek at what my critique partner, Azure Boone, and I are working on next! Thanks again, Shannan!

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