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September 1, 2012
SSS 9-1-12
Six Sentence Sunday! 9-1-12
We are once again at the track...two-race this weekend and the championship is within his grasp! I have mentioned this before, I appreciate everyone stopping by and leaving such wonderful comments. I promise to visit your blogs too, I just have limited Internet here until Monday night when we're back home.
I hope everyone is having a safe and relaxing holiday weekend. Thanks for stopping by, and please, visit my fellow authors at www.sixsunday.com Trust me, I've found a ton of great books and I know you will too!
This is a scene in which Molly and Carter have stopped for a break as they travel to the next stadium... hmmm :D Enjoy!
“Let’s go take a nap,” he whispered by her ear.“Is that what you’re going to call it?” Her words were breathy and he could see her eyes had closed. “Ah…my sweet, sweet smart ass.” Carter chuckled against her skin at her retort as he squeezed her closer.He spun her in his arms and lifted her onto the kitchen counter, placing himself between her knees.
Now...what do you think is going to happen next????
Hugs,
A
We are once again at the track...two-race this weekend and the championship is within his grasp! I have mentioned this before, I appreciate everyone stopping by and leaving such wonderful comments. I promise to visit your blogs too, I just have limited Internet here until Monday night when we're back home.
I hope everyone is having a safe and relaxing holiday weekend. Thanks for stopping by, and please, visit my fellow authors at www.sixsunday.com Trust me, I've found a ton of great books and I know you will too!
This is a scene in which Molly and Carter have stopped for a break as they travel to the next stadium... hmmm :D Enjoy!
“Let’s go take a nap,” he whispered by her ear.“Is that what you’re going to call it?” Her words were breathy and he could see her eyes had closed. “Ah…my sweet, sweet smart ass.” Carter chuckled against her skin at her retort as he squeezed her closer.He spun her in his arms and lifted her onto the kitchen counter, placing himself between her knees.
Now...what do you think is going to happen next????
Hugs,
A
August 25, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday 8/26/12
Wow, it's been a week already! I feel like it should still be last Monday to be honest. Things have been so crazy around here, plus I'm working on two WIP at the same time!
Last week we got a glimpse into Jesse and Eli (Carter's best friends). I have to give you a heads up as to why I'm putting up the sentences I am this week. Carter's brother has been a question more people than I can count have asked about. They want to know more! Here's Molly's first meeting with Carter's parents and brother. The same brother she needs help from. Enjoy!
Molly put her hand out to shake with them, but was dragged from Carter’s hold and into his mother’s arms. She found herself being passed from Connie to Tom and finally ended up in Mike’s big teddy bear hold of an embrace.Mike looked a lot like Carter. Same sandy blonde hair, same blue eyes, though they were just a hint darker than Carter’s ice blue ones. He had that same warm smile that looked just a little bit sinful. The biggest difference was Mike probably had four inches on Carter’s five foot eleven—added to that a good fifty pounds of rock hard muscle.
Add to that he's a cop and man oh man! Yummy! Hope your weekend is restful, relaxing and full of books--written or being written!
Hugs,
A
Last week we got a glimpse into Jesse and Eli (Carter's best friends). I have to give you a heads up as to why I'm putting up the sentences I am this week. Carter's brother has been a question more people than I can count have asked about. They want to know more! Here's Molly's first meeting with Carter's parents and brother. The same brother she needs help from. Enjoy!
Molly put her hand out to shake with them, but was dragged from Carter’s hold and into his mother’s arms. She found herself being passed from Connie to Tom and finally ended up in Mike’s big teddy bear hold of an embrace.Mike looked a lot like Carter. Same sandy blonde hair, same blue eyes, though they were just a hint darker than Carter’s ice blue ones. He had that same warm smile that looked just a little bit sinful. The biggest difference was Mike probably had four inches on Carter’s five foot eleven—added to that a good fifty pounds of rock hard muscle.
Add to that he's a cop and man oh man! Yummy! Hope your weekend is restful, relaxing and full of books--written or being written!
Hugs,
A
August 17, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday 8-19-12
Hi everyone!!! I just love participating in Six Sentence Sunday! I've found so many books I've added to my 'to read' pile and made connections with amazing authors! Thank you for stopping by and leaving comments. I will be sure to do the same, it will be late Sunday evening though. It's another race weekend so I'll be trackside cheering loudly on Sunday with very sketchy internet!
We left off last week after Molly found a 'letter'. Since then Carter and his best friends have stepped up to guard her with their own lives as well as keep her spirits as bright as possible in a tense situation.
Jesse, Karen, and James filled out the rest of the circle, all laughing as Eli and Molly went back and forth. The latest round of mock arguments was reaching epic proportions in the childish category as Molly tried to pick the spitball out of her hair that Eli had just shot at her. “Stop it, Hunter, you big baby. It’s not my fault I’m a better dancer than you. Suck it up.” She ran her fingers through her hair with no luck.
I love these guys!!! I hope you keep coming back for more insights to this fun and loving group of friends!!
Have a great weekend!!
Hugs,
A
We left off last week after Molly found a 'letter'. Since then Carter and his best friends have stepped up to guard her with their own lives as well as keep her spirits as bright as possible in a tense situation.
Jesse, Karen, and James filled out the rest of the circle, all laughing as Eli and Molly went back and forth. The latest round of mock arguments was reaching epic proportions in the childish category as Molly tried to pick the spitball out of her hair that Eli had just shot at her. “Stop it, Hunter, you big baby. It’s not my fault I’m a better dancer than you. Suck it up.” She ran her fingers through her hair with no luck.
I love these guys!!! I hope you keep coming back for more insights to this fun and loving group of friends!!
Have a great weekend!!
Hugs,
A
August 15, 2012
NEW RELEASE!!
Hot off the presses from an incredible duo!!! Mari Carr & Lexxie Couper
OMG! I have been dying for this next book! If you haven't read Misplaced Princess you have to! I'm being serious, you just have to!
Great job you two! Another amazing read...keep 'em comin!
Misplaced CowboyForeign Affairs, Book TwoFlying halfway ’round the world to meet his potential soul mate sounds like a fine idea to Dylan Sullivan—until he discovers said soul mate, Annie, has gone looking for him. In Australia. Now Dylan’s adrift, a bloke from the Outback alone in the bloody big city. Until he’s rescued by Monet, a gorgeous local artist…and Annie’s best friend.A dyed-in-the-wool New Yorker, Monet has never met anyone like Dylan. Taking temporary care of the sizzling-hot cowboy is easy; he’s friendly, funny and interesting. Keeping her hands off him is decidedly not easy. That horny accent, that killer grin…and as a successful artist, Monet is very much a hands-on sort of girl.Dylan and Monet hold back until they learn Annie is engaged in her own foreign affair in Oz. Then all bets—and clothes—are off. But it can only be a fling. An Aussie cowboy doesn’t belong in New York any more than a city girl belongs in the Outback.Now if only their hearts would listen.
By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary to exit this site.An Excerpt From: MISPLACED COWBOYCopyright © LEXXIE COUPER & MARI CARR, 2012All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Monet Carmichael knew she shouldn’t be laughing. Nor smiling. The poor cowboy in front of her truly looked like the definition of confusion. But oh boy, what a beautiful definition it was. Okay, not so much that he was confused, but just the way he looked in general. His strong lips and chiseled bone structure, the perfect growth of honey-brown stubble on his jaw and chin, the hat.Every inch of him screamed MAN. Virile, potent man.Having grown up a dyed-in-the-wool New Yorker, Monet was experiencing her first in-the-flesh cowboy—and what a cowboy.Stockman, Monnie. He’s a stockman.She caught her bottom lip with her teeth again, the junction of her thighs doing a funky little twisty thing she enjoyed very much.Man was correct. A beautiful man. A goddamn gorgeous, sexy man. Complete with a goddamn gorgeous body his faded jeans and well-worn flannel shirt couldn’t hide at all.If it wasn’t for the fact he’d flown from Australia to meet her best friend, Monet could quite happily stand there and undress him with her eyes. Render him naked and imagine all the things a woman could do to a male body like—She caught the wildly inappropriate thought before it could form a wildly inappropriate image in her wildly visual mind.Just.“Let me get this straight,” the Australian cowboy said, his light green stare doing all sorts of wicked things to Monet’s resolve. Even his eyelashes were perfect. She could imagine drawing each one in charcoal. Imagine even better the way they would feel against her lips as she—“Annie flew to meet me in Australia yesterday, despite the fact I flew to the U.S. to meet her?”Monet nodded. “You sent her an IM with flight details. Well, some flight details. The day, the airline, the arrival time. Although you were wrong by an hour on that last one. Her flight didn’t touch down in Sydney until—”“Wait, wait, wait.” The cowboy’s confused frown grew deeper, his Australian accent turning the word into a drawling song Monet found quite enjoyable to listen to. “I IM’ed her about a Qantas flight to New York. The one I was thinking of getting. And then the next day I emailed her the actual details of the flight I’d booked a seat on.”Monet blinked. Annie hadn’t said anything about the email. In fact, Monet had been sitting right beside her best friend when she’d bought her airline ticket to Australia, a Qantas flight touching down in Sydney on the day her online Aussie cowboy…friend…had told her. Surely Annie would have known he was flying over here? How could they get their wires crossed so badly?She opened her mouth—to say what to the man, she didn’t know. Damn, what was his name? Annie had said it enough times over the last few months, but Monet shut her mouth again when the doorman of their building suddenly appeared at the cowboy’s side.“Everything okay, Ms. Carmichael?” Tommy’s gaze flicked back and forth between the Australian and Monet. “Mr. Sullivan’s not giving you—”Dylan Sullivan!The cowboy’s name popped into Monet’s head, along with an image of a clean-shaven man without a hat smiling somewhat nervously into a camera.Monet shook her head, unable to take her gaze from Dylan’s still troubled face. “Everything’s fine, Tommy,” she assured him, even as she compared the beautiful hat-wearing male before her, his stubble as sexy as his accent, his accent as mesmerizing as his eyes, to the clean-cut man in the photo on Annie’s laptop.“Are you sure?”She flicked Dylan a quick look, her pulse beating far too fast for her peace of mind. “I’m sure.”“’Cause he was asking about Ms. Prince—”“It’s okay.” She cut him off with a smile. “I know Dylan. We were just going to catch a cab to the gallery.”Dylan blinked.“Oh.” Tommy nodded. “In that case…” He stepped one foot off the curb and let out a sharp whistle.Before anyone could say a thing, a taxi pulled to a quick halt on the road beside them.Monet gave the doorman another smile. “Thanks, Tommy.” She opened the back passenger door of the cab and extended an arm toward the grimy interior. “After you, Mr. Sullivan.”The brim of his hat cast his eyes in shadow, and for a brief moment Monet thought he was going to refuse. And then he gave her a loose, lopsided grin that made her want to grin back. “I take it the lovers sit between us?”She nodded. “The lovers do.”“It’s probably better you climb in first then, love.”Her pulse fluttered, and for the first time ever, Monet found herself totally flustered by a man. Love. Who would have thought she’d get excited over an almost antiquated term. She despised pet names—no babes or hons or sweethearts allowed, thank you very much. But the term “love” coming from Dylan’s lips…Her reaction to it was unnerving. The whole situation was unnerving. Annie on the other side of the world. Dylan here in New York. Her unexpected response to the man.She dove into the cab before Dylan Sullivan, her best friend’s would-be Aussie cowboy, could see the flush painting her cheeks pink.Oh boy, this was…inconvenient.
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OMG! I have been dying for this next book! If you haven't read Misplaced Princess you have to! I'm being serious, you just have to!
Great job you two! Another amazing read...keep 'em comin!
Misplaced CowboyForeign Affairs, Book TwoFlying halfway ’round the world to meet his potential soul mate sounds like a fine idea to Dylan Sullivan—until he discovers said soul mate, Annie, has gone looking for him. In Australia. Now Dylan’s adrift, a bloke from the Outback alone in the bloody big city. Until he’s rescued by Monet, a gorgeous local artist…and Annie’s best friend.A dyed-in-the-wool New Yorker, Monet has never met anyone like Dylan. Taking temporary care of the sizzling-hot cowboy is easy; he’s friendly, funny and interesting. Keeping her hands off him is decidedly not easy. That horny accent, that killer grin…and as a successful artist, Monet is very much a hands-on sort of girl.Dylan and Monet hold back until they learn Annie is engaged in her own foreign affair in Oz. Then all bets—and clothes—are off. But it can only be a fling. An Aussie cowboy doesn’t belong in New York any more than a city girl belongs in the Outback.Now if only their hearts would listen.
By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary to exit this site.An Excerpt From: MISPLACED COWBOYCopyright © LEXXIE COUPER & MARI CARR, 2012All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Monet Carmichael knew she shouldn’t be laughing. Nor smiling. The poor cowboy in front of her truly looked like the definition of confusion. But oh boy, what a beautiful definition it was. Okay, not so much that he was confused, but just the way he looked in general. His strong lips and chiseled bone structure, the perfect growth of honey-brown stubble on his jaw and chin, the hat.Every inch of him screamed MAN. Virile, potent man.Having grown up a dyed-in-the-wool New Yorker, Monet was experiencing her first in-the-flesh cowboy—and what a cowboy.Stockman, Monnie. He’s a stockman.She caught her bottom lip with her teeth again, the junction of her thighs doing a funky little twisty thing she enjoyed very much.Man was correct. A beautiful man. A goddamn gorgeous, sexy man. Complete with a goddamn gorgeous body his faded jeans and well-worn flannel shirt couldn’t hide at all.If it wasn’t for the fact he’d flown from Australia to meet her best friend, Monet could quite happily stand there and undress him with her eyes. Render him naked and imagine all the things a woman could do to a male body like—She caught the wildly inappropriate thought before it could form a wildly inappropriate image in her wildly visual mind.Just.“Let me get this straight,” the Australian cowboy said, his light green stare doing all sorts of wicked things to Monet’s resolve. Even his eyelashes were perfect. She could imagine drawing each one in charcoal. Imagine even better the way they would feel against her lips as she—“Annie flew to meet me in Australia yesterday, despite the fact I flew to the U.S. to meet her?”Monet nodded. “You sent her an IM with flight details. Well, some flight details. The day, the airline, the arrival time. Although you were wrong by an hour on that last one. Her flight didn’t touch down in Sydney until—”“Wait, wait, wait.” The cowboy’s confused frown grew deeper, his Australian accent turning the word into a drawling song Monet found quite enjoyable to listen to. “I IM’ed her about a Qantas flight to New York. The one I was thinking of getting. And then the next day I emailed her the actual details of the flight I’d booked a seat on.”Monet blinked. Annie hadn’t said anything about the email. In fact, Monet had been sitting right beside her best friend when she’d bought her airline ticket to Australia, a Qantas flight touching down in Sydney on the day her online Aussie cowboy…friend…had told her. Surely Annie would have known he was flying over here? How could they get their wires crossed so badly?She opened her mouth—to say what to the man, she didn’t know. Damn, what was his name? Annie had said it enough times over the last few months, but Monet shut her mouth again when the doorman of their building suddenly appeared at the cowboy’s side.“Everything okay, Ms. Carmichael?” Tommy’s gaze flicked back and forth between the Australian and Monet. “Mr. Sullivan’s not giving you—”Dylan Sullivan!The cowboy’s name popped into Monet’s head, along with an image of a clean-shaven man without a hat smiling somewhat nervously into a camera.Monet shook her head, unable to take her gaze from Dylan’s still troubled face. “Everything’s fine, Tommy,” she assured him, even as she compared the beautiful hat-wearing male before her, his stubble as sexy as his accent, his accent as mesmerizing as his eyes, to the clean-cut man in the photo on Annie’s laptop.“Are you sure?”She flicked Dylan a quick look, her pulse beating far too fast for her peace of mind. “I’m sure.”“’Cause he was asking about Ms. Prince—”“It’s okay.” She cut him off with a smile. “I know Dylan. We were just going to catch a cab to the gallery.”Dylan blinked.“Oh.” Tommy nodded. “In that case…” He stepped one foot off the curb and let out a sharp whistle.Before anyone could say a thing, a taxi pulled to a quick halt on the road beside them.Monet gave the doorman another smile. “Thanks, Tommy.” She opened the back passenger door of the cab and extended an arm toward the grimy interior. “After you, Mr. Sullivan.”The brim of his hat cast his eyes in shadow, and for a brief moment Monet thought he was going to refuse. And then he gave her a loose, lopsided grin that made her want to grin back. “I take it the lovers sit between us?”She nodded. “The lovers do.”“It’s probably better you climb in first then, love.”Her pulse fluttered, and for the first time ever, Monet found herself totally flustered by a man. Love. Who would have thought she’d get excited over an almost antiquated term. She despised pet names—no babes or hons or sweethearts allowed, thank you very much. But the term “love” coming from Dylan’s lips…Her reaction to it was unnerving. The whole situation was unnerving. Annie on the other side of the world. Dylan here in New York. Her unexpected response to the man.She dove into the cab before Dylan Sullivan, her best friend’s would-be Aussie cowboy, could see the flush painting her cheeks pink.Oh boy, this was…inconvenient.
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August 11, 2012
It's Six Sentence Sunday again :) - love it!
Hi all!
I hope your weekend has been relaxing, if not then well...I hope it's been a little cooler at least! Well last week I started into a little of Carter & Molly's nightmare...
Here's another tidbit. I really appreciate everyone stopping by, and please go to www.sixsunday.com to visit my fellow participating authors! I guarantee you'll find at least one book to put on your 'to read' list!.
Enjoy & Hugs,
A
She slipped open the envelope in her hand. Opening the weird looking letter, she gasped at the first word—bitch. She had Carter’s attention and he grabbed the letter from her in one hand and instinctively put his other arm around her waist. “What the hell is this?” He held the letter up to Erin.“Where was that?”
I hope your weekend has been relaxing, if not then well...I hope it's been a little cooler at least! Well last week I started into a little of Carter & Molly's nightmare...
Here's another tidbit. I really appreciate everyone stopping by, and please go to www.sixsunday.com to visit my fellow participating authors! I guarantee you'll find at least one book to put on your 'to read' list!.
Enjoy & Hugs,
A
She slipped open the envelope in her hand. Opening the weird looking letter, she gasped at the first word—bitch. She had Carter’s attention and he grabbed the letter from her in one hand and instinctively put his other arm around her waist. “What the hell is this?” He held the letter up to Erin.“Where was that?”
August 10, 2012
Susan Mallery - EXCITING NEWS!
Okay my dears! For those of you who know me well, you know what a huge fan of Susan Mallery's I am. Well guess what....
All Summer Long...drum roll please...has hit #4 on the NYT list for mass market paperbacks! And I was told that they've heard that All Summer Long is their favorite Fool's Gold romance so far! You have to check it out if you haven't already!!!
Congrats Susan!!!! So happy for you and your WONDERFUL team that you have supporting you! ; )
Check out her website too - it's loaded with goodness! http://foolsgoldca.susanmallery.com/
Happy reading everyone and have a great weekend! Check back Sunday for Six Sentence Sunday!
Love,
A
All Summer Long...drum roll please...has hit #4 on the NYT list for mass market paperbacks! And I was told that they've heard that All Summer Long is their favorite Fool's Gold romance so far! You have to check it out if you haven't already!!!
Congrats Susan!!!! So happy for you and your WONDERFUL team that you have supporting you! ; )
Check out her website too - it's loaded with goodness! http://foolsgoldca.susanmallery.com/
Happy reading everyone and have a great weekend! Check back Sunday for Six Sentence Sunday!
Love,
A
August 8, 2012
New Release from Alison Stone
My sweet friend Alison just celebrated another release day yesterday. I'm so excited to share it with you all.
BIO: After working in Corporate America for a number of years, Alison Stone retired to raise her young family. Soon the writing bug bit. After years of conferences, critique groups and writing, Alison achieved her dream of becoming a published author. Too Close to Home is her second novel. Her third romantic suspense will be released by Harlequin Love Inspired Suspense in 2013. To learn more, please visit www.AlisonStone.com. Her blog is www.AlisonStone.Wordpress.com. She’s also chatty on Twitter @Alison_Stone.
Blurb from Too Close to Home:They say you can never go home. If you do, better watch your back.Ten years ago, after her father’s gruesome death was ruled a suicide, Kathryn McNabb left her hometown, vowing never to return. And never to let anything—business or personal—break her heart.Now an overachieving manufacturing engineer, she thrives on order, control and solitude. But an unexpected inheritance makes her the co-owner of the company her father founded, forcing her to face the ghosts of her past. Including Ben Nowak, childhood friend, secret crush, and son of the man who ruined her father.Ben hadn’t planned on returning home either, but with his own father’s death it falls to him to continue the family legacy. When he learns Kathryn plans to sell the plant out from under him, his quest takes on new urgency—Midport Industries is the main source of jobs in town.Butting heads strike sparks of attraction that entangle business and pleasure into a hopeless knot. And someone is watching. Someone with a darker reason to prevent the deal from going through. Someone desperate enough to kill…Warning: Beware of the shadows, disgruntled employees, and childhood crushes all grown up.Amazon Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/Too-Close-to-Home-ebook/dp/B008GWOHIU/ref=pd_sim_kstore_3?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2Barnes & Noble Buy Link: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/too-close-to-home-alison-stone/1112120174?ean=9781609288501Samhain Publishing: http://store.samhainpublishing.com/close-home-p-6950.html
Thank you Alison for visiting and congrats again on your release! Hugs,A
BIO: After working in Corporate America for a number of years, Alison Stone retired to raise her young family. Soon the writing bug bit. After years of conferences, critique groups and writing, Alison achieved her dream of becoming a published author. Too Close to Home is her second novel. Her third romantic suspense will be released by Harlequin Love Inspired Suspense in 2013. To learn more, please visit www.AlisonStone.com. Her blog is www.AlisonStone.Wordpress.com. She’s also chatty on Twitter @Alison_Stone.
Blurb from Too Close to Home:They say you can never go home. If you do, better watch your back.Ten years ago, after her father’s gruesome death was ruled a suicide, Kathryn McNabb left her hometown, vowing never to return. And never to let anything—business or personal—break her heart.Now an overachieving manufacturing engineer, she thrives on order, control and solitude. But an unexpected inheritance makes her the co-owner of the company her father founded, forcing her to face the ghosts of her past. Including Ben Nowak, childhood friend, secret crush, and son of the man who ruined her father.Ben hadn’t planned on returning home either, but with his own father’s death it falls to him to continue the family legacy. When he learns Kathryn plans to sell the plant out from under him, his quest takes on new urgency—Midport Industries is the main source of jobs in town.Butting heads strike sparks of attraction that entangle business and pleasure into a hopeless knot. And someone is watching. Someone with a darker reason to prevent the deal from going through. Someone desperate enough to kill…Warning: Beware of the shadows, disgruntled employees, and childhood crushes all grown up.Amazon Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/Too-Close-to-Home-ebook/dp/B008GWOHIU/ref=pd_sim_kstore_3?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2Barnes & Noble Buy Link: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/too-close-to-home-alison-stone/1112120174?ean=9781609288501Samhain Publishing: http://store.samhainpublishing.com/close-home-p-6950.html
Thank you Alison for visiting and congrats again on your release! Hugs,A
August 4, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday :)
Hello again friends!
Thanks for stopping by my blog and be sure to visit my fellow authors participating in SSS at www.sixsunday.com!
I've been putting random snippets up each week of RTL - Carter's Treasure. This week picks up after Molly has a flashback...
The next thing Molly knew, she was being lifted. That smell, cologne? Carter’s cologne? She could feel the hard surface below her cheek, warm and pounding. She moved her hand along the soft plane. Carter had come for her.
Hope you're intrigued! Happy Sunday.
Hugs,
A
Thanks for stopping by my blog and be sure to visit my fellow authors participating in SSS at www.sixsunday.com!
I've been putting random snippets up each week of RTL - Carter's Treasure. This week picks up after Molly has a flashback...
The next thing Molly knew, she was being lifted. That smell, cologne? Carter’s cologne? She could feel the hard surface below her cheek, warm and pounding. She moved her hand along the soft plane. Carter had come for her.
Hope you're intrigued! Happy Sunday.
Hugs,
A
August 1, 2012
Blog tour stop!
Okay so I'm slow!! LOL... I just realized I should be posting my blog tour stops on my own damn blog huh! LMAO... ooops!
I've had the pleasure of meeting some amazing people through blog stops and reviews, several I would now consider my close and dear friends! ( love you girls!)
Here's another reason why!.... Danica said some of the sweetest things today on her blog and it just totally touches my heart! I appreciate the support!
http://danicapage.blogspot.com/
Please stop by!!
Hugs,
A
I've had the pleasure of meeting some amazing people through blog stops and reviews, several I would now consider my close and dear friends! ( love you girls!)
Here's another reason why!.... Danica said some of the sweetest things today on her blog and it just totally touches my heart! I appreciate the support!
http://danicapage.blogspot.com/
Please stop by!!
Hugs,
A
July 28, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday :) again
I know everyone is crazy busy this summer and so I want to thank you for stopping by my blog to visit my new Six Sentences!
Carter has two best friends that have shared the crazy world of racing with him. Eli and Jesse. Here's a glimpse into their ... um... humor, as they come upon Molly getting ready to ride. (D is her nickname given to her by Eli).
Eli put his arm around her shoulders. “Nice show, D.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and then he kissed her cheek.“What are you talking about?”Jesse chuckled. “I didn’t know watching a girl put on riding boots could be so…erotic.”
Ahhhhh... they are so sweetly ornery! Thanks again, hope you're staying cool and please stop by and visit my other fellow authors at www.sixsunday.com !!!!!!!!! xxoo Hugs, A
Carter has two best friends that have shared the crazy world of racing with him. Eli and Jesse. Here's a glimpse into their ... um... humor, as they come upon Molly getting ready to ride. (D is her nickname given to her by Eli).
Eli put his arm around her shoulders. “Nice show, D.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and then he kissed her cheek.“What are you talking about?”Jesse chuckled. “I didn’t know watching a girl put on riding boots could be so…erotic.”
Ahhhhh... they are so sweetly ornery! Thanks again, hope you're staying cool and please stop by and visit my other fellow authors at www.sixsunday.com !!!!!!!!! xxoo Hugs, A
