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December 10, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday - #22
Hi Everyone!
Today I'm giving you a bit of
A Taste for a Mate
, book 2 in the Redwood Pack series. It is the follow up to my debut novel An Alpha's Path, found on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
Below, Jasper and Willow speak for the first time. :-)
Jasper held out his hand in hopes of touching her skin.Willow blinked up at him and seemed at a loss for words. Her lips opened slightly, begging him to lean down and taste her."Uh… yeah… I'm Willow Delton." She shook her head and gave him a small smile and placed her slender hand in his. He was right – her skin was incredibly soft and made him want to take a bite.
Thanks so much for stopping by! Be sure to stop by the other sixers here!
Today I'm giving you a bit of
A Taste for a Mate
, book 2 in the Redwood Pack series. It is the follow up to my debut novel An Alpha's Path, found on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.Below, Jasper and Willow speak for the first time. :-)
Jasper held out his hand in hopes of touching her skin.Willow blinked up at him and seemed at a loss for words. Her lips opened slightly, begging him to lean down and taste her."Uh… yeah… I'm Willow Delton." She shook her head and gave him a small smile and placed her slender hand in his. He was right – her skin was incredibly soft and made him want to take a bite.
Thanks so much for stopping by! Be sure to stop by the other sixers here!
December 5, 2011
Caught with Cassandra Carr
Hey everybody! Cassandra Carr here! Loose Id released my BDSM holiday novella, Caught, a
week early! You can find it at http://www.loose-id.com/Caught.aspx.Here's the blurb: When Callie returns to her hometown for the holidays she comes face to face with her old lover and Dominant Jack. She left him three years ago believing he could never be the happily-ever-after man she needed. Yet Jack still wants her and she finds herself wanting to submit to him again.As Jack and Callie explore their Dominant/submissive relationship, Callie gets drawn deep into Jack's world all over again.For his part, Jack can't seem to forget how she nearly ruined him when she took off without even saying good-bye all those years ago, but he's afraid his baser needs will destroy Callie.Can Callie give Jack another chance to prove he can be what she needs? Can Jack overcome his own fears and claim Callie forever?And here's Chapter One!
'They're really taking this politically correct thing too far.' Stepping from the foyer into the living room, Callie spied a twinkling Christmas tree in the corner. On the mantel, a lit menorah burned, the candles flickering as the people nearby jostled for position as more and more guests crammed into the room. This was a boisterous crowd; already drinking like it was New Year's. Advancing further into the room, she noticed the Kwanza decorations and rolled her eyes.
'Pick a holiday and go with it, people. You can't please everyone.'
She sought out the host and hostess, old friends from her grad school days, and said hello, handing over the obligatory "Thanks for inviting me" bottle of wine. They chatted for a bit to catch up before she grabbed a cocktail and made her way toward the dining room in search of other former classmates and some food. The smells of the various delicacies wafted by, making her mouth water in anticipation. She had just gotten into town and was starving. Plopping a slice of Cheddar cheese onto a cracker, she stuffed it into her mouth and then looked up -- and everything inside her came to a screeching halt.
Jack was there.
With a beer hanging from his long, rough fingers, he leaned against the wall, casual as can be, while her world tilted on its axis. He looked so good-- still the same tall, well-muscled body, still the same olive skin, black hair, and full lips. His Italian ancestry lent him an air of exoticness, and she'd always been a sucker for that. Her stomach roiled. The cracker caught in her throat, choking her. As she began to cough and sputter, he turned to see what the commotion was, and their gazes met. Callie watched as his eyes went dark with heat and recognition. A blush rushed up her chest through her neck and into her face. With suddenly cold fingers, she touched her burning skin.
He brought his beer to his lips and took a long pull, his tongue sneaking out to catch a stray drop from his top lip. Her gaze followed the movement. His own intense gaze never left her face. Even when his companion said something to him, he merely nodded and kept the whole of his attention on her. She took a fortifying sip of her vodka and cranberry juice, then another, longer gulp, trying to dislodge the cracker from her throat. And still he stared.
And she did the same damn thing she'd done three years ago when she'd gotten scared by his demands, his power -- she ran. Cursing herself for her cowardice, she nonetheless wove her way through the crowd, setting her drink down on the nearest available surface as she rushed past. But before she made it to the front door, she felt his hand, still chilled from holding the beer bottle, curl around her overheated arm. "Long time no see. Leaving so soon, Callie?"
He pulled her around to face him, he backed her up against the wall in the foyer. With him this close, with his touch and his smell and his sheer size surrounding her, her body betrayed her, just like it always had where he was concerned. Her nipples tightened, her pussy ached, and her breath quickened. "What are you doing here?" She sighed at her own stupidity for asking something so obvious.
"These are my friends. A better question to ask is -- what are you doing here?"
"I came back to town for the holidays, and I wanted to see some of my old grad school buddies. I guess I-I didn't think about the possibility of you being here."
"Is me being here a problem?"
"No," she answered too quickly.
"I miss you."
"I miss you too."
'Dammit! What else am I going to admit to him?'
"I still want you. I want to touch you. I need to touch you. May I?" At her silent nod, he lightly rested his hand around her throat. Not hard enough to choke, but enough to establish his dominance over her.
'Like he needs to establish that. How could I possibly forget who and what he is?'
Callie shivered. God, she wanted him. She'd never been as scared or as excited or felt as alive as she had during the year and a half she had subbed for Jack. Seeing him again made her want to get down on her knees and give him anything he wanted. If she remembered correctly, that was everything. But could he give it back to her? Before, he'd been unable or unwilling to, and when she hadn't been able to handle loving him without reciprocation anymore, she'd left.
Her lips were parched, and she darted her tongue out to wet them. His eyes turned black as they blazed back at her. "I want you too." And it was the truth. She wanted him, and this time, she'd have him. If she ran away again, she knew she'd regret it for the rest of her life. "Are you collared?"
"No."
"Seeing anyone?"
She turned the question around. "Are you seeing anyone?" A strange look passed over his face, but Callie couldn't interpret it before it was gone.
"No. Answer me, Callie -- are you seeing anyone?"
"No."
Letting out a soft growl, Jack cupped the back of her neck in his large hand and kissed her. There was nothing gentle in his kiss -- there never had been. This kiss was one of possession, of establishing even more control. He pressed in further, molding his body to hers while he continued to plunder her mouth. He didn't force his tongue inside; he didn't have to.
Surrendering, she relaxed and let him take her. He let out a grunt of satisfaction and changed the angle of her head so he could deepen the kiss. He slid a powerful thigh between hers as she moaned from the sensual onslaught.
After long moments he pulled away, grabbed her hand, and led her toward the back of the house. Callie gasped when he pushed her into a bedroom and kicked the door closed. She whirled around to face him but couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye, reverting to the naturally submissive pose of staring at his feet, her hands behind her back. She hadn't subbed for anyone in the three years she'd been gone and was amazed at how quickly the submissive veil slipped over her again. He chuckled.
"My pet, you're still a delightful submissive, I see." He took a gentle hold on her chin and pulled her face up to his. "I want you. I've always wanted you, since the moment you walked into my classroom. I know I'm a selfish bastard, but I'm going to ask for this most exquisite Christmas present anyway: will you submit to me again?"
Callie nodded, too overcome with emotion to speak.
"I want to hear the words -- I want you to be sure."
"Yes, I'll sub for you," she managed to get out around the lump in her throat.
"Good. Then you'll be available to me insofar as you're able to, barring other commitments. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," she answered, the word hardly loud enough to be considered a whisper. She licked her lips again.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Sir."
"By the way, I'm clean. I was tested a few months ago. You?"
"Yes, Sir, same."
He stepped forward and shoved her to her knees. She went willingly. Callie wanted this -- she wanted to show him she could handle him this time. Keeping her eyes trained on the floor, she waited for his next move. He let her stew for a minute and then pulled her to him, undoing his pants with his other hand. He guided his already-erect cock into her mouth, and she took it, letting his essence wash over her tongue, relearning the contours of the head, the smoothness of the shaft, as he sawed in and out of her mouth with brutal strokes. He'd never been easy on her, and tonight was no exception.
He pulled his still-hard cock out of her mouth, resting just the very tip on her bottom lip. "How long are you in town for?"
Callie drew back enough to answer, "Through the first of the year."She looked up in time to see him smile. "Excellent. We have a few weeks, then." He thrust all the way to the back of her throat, and she struggled not to gag. He held the back of her head with both hands, forcing her to take his dick all the way to the root, and held it there for several seconds. "Where are you staying?" He pulled out again. He had always liked carrying on conversations as Callie sucked him -- reinforcing his dominance by repeatedly pulling out and then shoving back into her mouth as he saw fit.
"With Lora," she answered, naming her oldest friend.
"Ah, not far from me. I still live on Tremont. Is she going to let you play?"
"Lora lets me do whatever I want -- she doesn't judge."
"I think I'm really going to enjoy the holidays for the first time in a long while." He went up on tiptoe and pushed back into her mouth, tilting her head until it was at the
angle he wanted, and then began ruthlessly plundering her depths. "It's been a long time since you've tasted my cum, my sweet. You're going to swallow it -- every drop, like the gift it is."
A scant few seconds later, Callie felt his cock swelling even larger, growing even longer, and then after pulling back until only his cockhead remained inside her mouth, he was coming; straining, as jet after jet of warm, salty liquid shot onto her tongue and slid down her throat. When he was finally spent, he withdrew completely and put himself back together. She remained on her knees, the denim of her jeans little protection from the hardwood floor.
Some might say she gave in too easily, but as Callie considered the man before her who'd turned her world upside down now for the second time, she knew that wasn't true. Not at all. Her soul was at peace for the first time in years. She was a different person than she'd been all those years ago. Callie was what and where she needed to be: she just had to figure out how to hold on to the fragile sense of contentment she'd discovered tonight.
He briefly stroked the side of her face, then leaned down to touch his lips to hers. "Give me your number." She started to reach into the purse that had fallen beside her on the floor. He chuckled. "You may rise." Standing up with her purse, she pulled a small sheet from the memo pad she always kept with her. "Still jotting notes, I see."
"Yes, you never know where or when you'll find inspiration," she answered, quoting one of his own mantras back to him. After writing down her cell phone number, she handed him the paper.
He held up it and kissed it. "I'll be in touch." After taking one last look at her, he left the room.
She sat down on the bed, touching the tips of her fingers to her lips. Undoubtedly he thought he'd scored a great coup, bringing her back into his fold. Little did he realize, though… Sometimes the hunter becomes the hunted.Copyright 2011, Cassandra CarrBIO:Cassandra Carr is a multi-published erotic romance writer who lives in Western New York with her husband, Inspiration, and her daughter, Too Cute for Words. When not writing she enjoys watching hockey and hanging out on Twitter. Her debut novel, Talk to Me, was released by Loose Id on March 22, 2011. Head Games, Buffalo Intimidators book 1, released on November 2, 2011 from Siren Bookstrand, Caught released December 6, 2011 from Loose Id, and Impact is coming in early 2012 from Ellora's Cave. For more information about Cassandra, check out her website at http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com, "like" her Facebook fan page at http://www.facebook.com/AuthorCassandraCarr or follow her on Twitter at http://www.twitter.com/Cassandra_Carr.
BUY LINK:Caught: http://www.loose-id.com/Caught.aspx
week early! You can find it at http://www.loose-id.com/Caught.aspx.Here's the blurb: When Callie returns to her hometown for the holidays she comes face to face with her old lover and Dominant Jack. She left him three years ago believing he could never be the happily-ever-after man she needed. Yet Jack still wants her and she finds herself wanting to submit to him again.As Jack and Callie explore their Dominant/submissive relationship, Callie gets drawn deep into Jack's world all over again.For his part, Jack can't seem to forget how she nearly ruined him when she took off without even saying good-bye all those years ago, but he's afraid his baser needs will destroy Callie.Can Callie give Jack another chance to prove he can be what she needs? Can Jack overcome his own fears and claim Callie forever?And here's Chapter One!'They're really taking this politically correct thing too far.' Stepping from the foyer into the living room, Callie spied a twinkling Christmas tree in the corner. On the mantel, a lit menorah burned, the candles flickering as the people nearby jostled for position as more and more guests crammed into the room. This was a boisterous crowd; already drinking like it was New Year's. Advancing further into the room, she noticed the Kwanza decorations and rolled her eyes.
'Pick a holiday and go with it, people. You can't please everyone.'
She sought out the host and hostess, old friends from her grad school days, and said hello, handing over the obligatory "Thanks for inviting me" bottle of wine. They chatted for a bit to catch up before she grabbed a cocktail and made her way toward the dining room in search of other former classmates and some food. The smells of the various delicacies wafted by, making her mouth water in anticipation. She had just gotten into town and was starving. Plopping a slice of Cheddar cheese onto a cracker, she stuffed it into her mouth and then looked up -- and everything inside her came to a screeching halt.
Jack was there.
With a beer hanging from his long, rough fingers, he leaned against the wall, casual as can be, while her world tilted on its axis. He looked so good-- still the same tall, well-muscled body, still the same olive skin, black hair, and full lips. His Italian ancestry lent him an air of exoticness, and she'd always been a sucker for that. Her stomach roiled. The cracker caught in her throat, choking her. As she began to cough and sputter, he turned to see what the commotion was, and their gazes met. Callie watched as his eyes went dark with heat and recognition. A blush rushed up her chest through her neck and into her face. With suddenly cold fingers, she touched her burning skin.
He brought his beer to his lips and took a long pull, his tongue sneaking out to catch a stray drop from his top lip. Her gaze followed the movement. His own intense gaze never left her face. Even when his companion said something to him, he merely nodded and kept the whole of his attention on her. She took a fortifying sip of her vodka and cranberry juice, then another, longer gulp, trying to dislodge the cracker from her throat. And still he stared.
And she did the same damn thing she'd done three years ago when she'd gotten scared by his demands, his power -- she ran. Cursing herself for her cowardice, she nonetheless wove her way through the crowd, setting her drink down on the nearest available surface as she rushed past. But before she made it to the front door, she felt his hand, still chilled from holding the beer bottle, curl around her overheated arm. "Long time no see. Leaving so soon, Callie?"
He pulled her around to face him, he backed her up against the wall in the foyer. With him this close, with his touch and his smell and his sheer size surrounding her, her body betrayed her, just like it always had where he was concerned. Her nipples tightened, her pussy ached, and her breath quickened. "What are you doing here?" She sighed at her own stupidity for asking something so obvious.
"These are my friends. A better question to ask is -- what are you doing here?"
"I came back to town for the holidays, and I wanted to see some of my old grad school buddies. I guess I-I didn't think about the possibility of you being here."
"Is me being here a problem?"
"No," she answered too quickly.
"I miss you."
"I miss you too."
'Dammit! What else am I going to admit to him?'
"I still want you. I want to touch you. I need to touch you. May I?" At her silent nod, he lightly rested his hand around her throat. Not hard enough to choke, but enough to establish his dominance over her.
'Like he needs to establish that. How could I possibly forget who and what he is?'
Callie shivered. God, she wanted him. She'd never been as scared or as excited or felt as alive as she had during the year and a half she had subbed for Jack. Seeing him again made her want to get down on her knees and give him anything he wanted. If she remembered correctly, that was everything. But could he give it back to her? Before, he'd been unable or unwilling to, and when she hadn't been able to handle loving him without reciprocation anymore, she'd left.
Her lips were parched, and she darted her tongue out to wet them. His eyes turned black as they blazed back at her. "I want you too." And it was the truth. She wanted him, and this time, she'd have him. If she ran away again, she knew she'd regret it for the rest of her life. "Are you collared?"
"No."
"Seeing anyone?"
She turned the question around. "Are you seeing anyone?" A strange look passed over his face, but Callie couldn't interpret it before it was gone.
"No. Answer me, Callie -- are you seeing anyone?"
"No."
Letting out a soft growl, Jack cupped the back of her neck in his large hand and kissed her. There was nothing gentle in his kiss -- there never had been. This kiss was one of possession, of establishing even more control. He pressed in further, molding his body to hers while he continued to plunder her mouth. He didn't force his tongue inside; he didn't have to.
Surrendering, she relaxed and let him take her. He let out a grunt of satisfaction and changed the angle of her head so he could deepen the kiss. He slid a powerful thigh between hers as she moaned from the sensual onslaught.
After long moments he pulled away, grabbed her hand, and led her toward the back of the house. Callie gasped when he pushed her into a bedroom and kicked the door closed. She whirled around to face him but couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye, reverting to the naturally submissive pose of staring at his feet, her hands behind her back. She hadn't subbed for anyone in the three years she'd been gone and was amazed at how quickly the submissive veil slipped over her again. He chuckled.
"My pet, you're still a delightful submissive, I see." He took a gentle hold on her chin and pulled her face up to his. "I want you. I've always wanted you, since the moment you walked into my classroom. I know I'm a selfish bastard, but I'm going to ask for this most exquisite Christmas present anyway: will you submit to me again?"
Callie nodded, too overcome with emotion to speak.
"I want to hear the words -- I want you to be sure."
"Yes, I'll sub for you," she managed to get out around the lump in her throat.
"Good. Then you'll be available to me insofar as you're able to, barring other commitments. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," she answered, the word hardly loud enough to be considered a whisper. She licked her lips again.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Sir."
"By the way, I'm clean. I was tested a few months ago. You?"
"Yes, Sir, same."
He stepped forward and shoved her to her knees. She went willingly. Callie wanted this -- she wanted to show him she could handle him this time. Keeping her eyes trained on the floor, she waited for his next move. He let her stew for a minute and then pulled her to him, undoing his pants with his other hand. He guided his already-erect cock into her mouth, and she took it, letting his essence wash over her tongue, relearning the contours of the head, the smoothness of the shaft, as he sawed in and out of her mouth with brutal strokes. He'd never been easy on her, and tonight was no exception.
He pulled his still-hard cock out of her mouth, resting just the very tip on her bottom lip. "How long are you in town for?"
Callie drew back enough to answer, "Through the first of the year."She looked up in time to see him smile. "Excellent. We have a few weeks, then." He thrust all the way to the back of her throat, and she struggled not to gag. He held the back of her head with both hands, forcing her to take his dick all the way to the root, and held it there for several seconds. "Where are you staying?" He pulled out again. He had always liked carrying on conversations as Callie sucked him -- reinforcing his dominance by repeatedly pulling out and then shoving back into her mouth as he saw fit.
"With Lora," she answered, naming her oldest friend.
"Ah, not far from me. I still live on Tremont. Is she going to let you play?"
"Lora lets me do whatever I want -- she doesn't judge."
"I think I'm really going to enjoy the holidays for the first time in a long while." He went up on tiptoe and pushed back into her mouth, tilting her head until it was at the
angle he wanted, and then began ruthlessly plundering her depths. "It's been a long time since you've tasted my cum, my sweet. You're going to swallow it -- every drop, like the gift it is."A scant few seconds later, Callie felt his cock swelling even larger, growing even longer, and then after pulling back until only his cockhead remained inside her mouth, he was coming; straining, as jet after jet of warm, salty liquid shot onto her tongue and slid down her throat. When he was finally spent, he withdrew completely and put himself back together. She remained on her knees, the denim of her jeans little protection from the hardwood floor.
Some might say she gave in too easily, but as Callie considered the man before her who'd turned her world upside down now for the second time, she knew that wasn't true. Not at all. Her soul was at peace for the first time in years. She was a different person than she'd been all those years ago. Callie was what and where she needed to be: she just had to figure out how to hold on to the fragile sense of contentment she'd discovered tonight.
He briefly stroked the side of her face, then leaned down to touch his lips to hers. "Give me your number." She started to reach into the purse that had fallen beside her on the floor. He chuckled. "You may rise." Standing up with her purse, she pulled a small sheet from the memo pad she always kept with her. "Still jotting notes, I see."
"Yes, you never know where or when you'll find inspiration," she answered, quoting one of his own mantras back to him. After writing down her cell phone number, she handed him the paper.
He held up it and kissed it. "I'll be in touch." After taking one last look at her, he left the room.
She sat down on the bed, touching the tips of her fingers to her lips. Undoubtedly he thought he'd scored a great coup, bringing her back into his fold. Little did he realize, though… Sometimes the hunter becomes the hunted.Copyright 2011, Cassandra CarrBIO:Cassandra Carr is a multi-published erotic romance writer who lives in Western New York with her husband, Inspiration, and her daughter, Too Cute for Words. When not writing she enjoys watching hockey and hanging out on Twitter. Her debut novel, Talk to Me, was released by Loose Id on March 22, 2011. Head Games, Buffalo Intimidators book 1, released on November 2, 2011 from Siren Bookstrand, Caught released December 6, 2011 from Loose Id, and Impact is coming in early 2012 from Ellora's Cave. For more information about Cassandra, check out her website at http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com, "like" her Facebook fan page at http://www.facebook.com/AuthorCassandraCarr or follow her on Twitter at http://www.twitter.com/Cassandra_Carr.
BUY LINK:Caught: http://www.loose-id.com/Caught.aspx
December 3, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday - #21
Hi All!
Today will be the last Six Sunday from my new release An Alpha's Path! It's my debut release and came out Dec 1st! Whoot! You can find it on Amazon or Barnes and Noble.
Kade is telling his brother Jasper how well his blind date with Mel went - or not so much. :-)
Jasper burst to his feet. "Are you fucking kidding me Kade? You change into a mangy wolf in front of her and you wonder why she isn't by your side?"
"I'm not mangy, I'm a fucking awesome wolf with a full coat." Yeah, good comeback Kade.
"So not the point, oh mighty Heir."
Thank you soooo much for the great release day and I hope you get a chance to read more about Mel and Kade! Click the logo below to find some amazing Six Sunday Authors!!!!
Today will be the last Six Sunday from my new release An Alpha's Path! It's my debut release and came out Dec 1st! Whoot! You can find it on Amazon or Barnes and Noble.Kade is telling his brother Jasper how well his blind date with Mel went - or not so much. :-)
Jasper burst to his feet. "Are you fucking kidding me Kade? You change into a mangy wolf in front of her and you wonder why she isn't by your side?"
"I'm not mangy, I'm a fucking awesome wolf with a full coat." Yeah, good comeback Kade.
"So not the point, oh mighty Heir."
Thank you soooo much for the great release day and I hope you get a chance to read more about Mel and Kade! Click the logo below to find some amazing Six Sunday Authors!!!!
December 2, 2011
An Alpha's Path is Out!
Hi Everyone!
An Alpha's Path was released on Thursday and I am so excited! I had such a great day talking to y'all through twitter and Facebook! Thank you so much for making it such a great day for me.
An Alpha's Path is my first work. The first time I went through edits, covers and crying. It was such a new experience and so rewarding.
So thank you for your RTing and your emails. You guys make me so happy!
I am in edits for A Taste for a Mate, the follow up for An Alpha's Path. I hope to have it out by late Jan 2012.
You can find An Alpha's Path at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.
I'm currently on a blog tour for it and will continue on throughout the month. So be sure to keep a look out as I am giving out some prizes!
An Alpha's Path :
Melanie is a twenty-five year old chemist who has spent all of her adult life slaving at school. With her PhD in hand, she's to start her dream job, but before she does, her friend persuades her to relax and try to live again. A blind date set up through her friends seems like the perfect solution. Melanie can take one night away from the lab and let her inner vixen out on a fixed blind date - a chance to get crazy with a perfect stranger. The gorgeous hunk she's to meet exceeds her wildest dreams – but he is more than what he appears and Melanie's analytical mind goes into overdrive.
Kade, a slightly older werewolf (at over one hundred years), needs a night way from the Pack. Too many responsibilities and one near miss with a potential mate made Kade hide in his work, the only peace he can find. His brother convinces him to meet the sexy woman for a one night of fun. What could it hurt? But when he finds this woman could be his mate, can he convince her to leave her orderly, sane world and be with him and his wolf-half, for life?
An Alpha's Path was released on Thursday and I am so excited! I had such a great day talking to y'all through twitter and Facebook! Thank you so much for making it such a great day for me.An Alpha's Path is my first work. The first time I went through edits, covers and crying. It was such a new experience and so rewarding.
So thank you for your RTing and your emails. You guys make me so happy!
I am in edits for A Taste for a Mate, the follow up for An Alpha's Path. I hope to have it out by late Jan 2012.
You can find An Alpha's Path at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.
I'm currently on a blog tour for it and will continue on throughout the month. So be sure to keep a look out as I am giving out some prizes!
An Alpha's Path :
Melanie is a twenty-five year old chemist who has spent all of her adult life slaving at school. With her PhD in hand, she's to start her dream job, but before she does, her friend persuades her to relax and try to live again. A blind date set up through her friends seems like the perfect solution. Melanie can take one night away from the lab and let her inner vixen out on a fixed blind date - a chance to get crazy with a perfect stranger. The gorgeous hunk she's to meet exceeds her wildest dreams – but he is more than what he appears and Melanie's analytical mind goes into overdrive.
Kade, a slightly older werewolf (at over one hundred years), needs a night way from the Pack. Too many responsibilities and one near miss with a potential mate made Kade hide in his work, the only peace he can find. His brother convinces him to meet the sexy woman for a one night of fun. What could it hurt? But when he finds this woman could be his mate, can he convince her to leave her orderly, sane world and be with him and his wolf-half, for life?
December 1, 2011
Humor and Love
Hi All!I hope everyone had a great week! Today I'm over at Lia Davis's Blog, talking about what makes your hero sexy and my new release An Alpha's Path !! You can find it here at Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
I also have Heather Thurmeier at the blog today!
And be sure to leave a comment with your email address. One lucky person will win a $10 Amazon Gift Card!
Humor and Love
I write contemporary romances. That's all I set out to write. I didn't set out to write funny books. That part just sort of happened all on it's own. I'm not sure how or why since I've never really considered myself a very funny person. But when it comes to writing, I guess I found a sense of humor I never knew I had. Or at least my characters are funny. Really, it's their voices I'm writing, not my own.
But the more I found my voice as a writer, the more humor I found in real life as well. It's not that it wasn't there before. I guess I just started paying more attention to it. Even in relationships, there can be humor—in real life and in writing.
Sometimes when I'm writing characters, I make them say things I'd never dream of saying in real life. And other times, I have something happen in real life that I'd never dream of writing into a story because no one would believe the characters would actually say it or do it.
I'm lucky to have a husband who makes me laugh. Sure we still take life seriously, but there's no reason you can't have some humor mixed in there too. Take our anniversary this year for example…
T'was the night before our anniversary and we were cuddling on the couch just after putting the kids to bed. It had been a long day. We were both tired. And then a thought struck me. This was our exact conversation:
Me: Did you remember it's our anniversary tomorrow?
Hubs: Not until right this second.
Me: I remembered one second before I asked you.
Hubs: Don't expect a card.
Me: Ditto.
Then we had a laugh about how it was a good thing we both suck at remembering our anniversary (this is not the first year we've forgotten it!) or else someone would always be in deep trouble.
The next day, this arrived at my door…
I love my hubs. I love that he makes me laugh. I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried. And I certainly couldn't stick it in a book because there's no way a reader would let me get away with it!
Have you found humor in some way that no reader would ever believe if you wrote it into a book? Leave a comment, I'd love it hear your story!
Heather Thurmeier~Heart, humor, and a happily ever after
Website: http://heatherthurmeier.com
Email: heatherthurmeier@gmail.com
Twitter: @hthurmeier
Facebook: Heather Thurmeier, author
Blurb for BUNNY HILLS AND BIKINISAmelia Brooks agrees to a weekend retreat in California, thinking it will be held in sunny Malibu only to find out she's stuck in chilly Lake Tahoe for four long days—just what a girl from Minnesota wants to hear in the middle of winter. Now instead of wiggling her toes in the sand, her feet are squeezed into her new manufactured-by-Satan-himself-uncomfortable boots. If that's not enough, Amelia's obnoxious colleague William has decided this is the weekend they'll finally be together and he won't keep his thoughts—or his hands—to himself.Amelia's ready to kick off those boots and peel off her wooly sweater once she meets Nate Miller—the workshop's hunky presenter. But Nate's not ready to settle down. He's seen his workshop buddies fall in love then fall out of the running for being promoted to the big city workshop circuit and he's not about to let that happen to his life's dream—until he gets involved with Amelia. Now he's not so sure he can walk away at the end of the weekend with his heart intact and his promotion in hand.Now Amelia's got four days to stave off William's persistent advances long enough to fall in love with Nate and possibly…learn to ski the bunny hill.
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November 30, 2011
Of a Certain Age with Emily Cale
Hi All! I'm over at Emily Cale's today talking about my upcoming release An Alpha's Path! And Emily is here today! Yep we traded blogs! Of a Certain AgeThanks so much to Carrie Ann for trading blogs with me today!
I'm of a certain age at the moment. Yeah, you all know what I'm talking about. That age when all your friends get married. As much as I love helping them all shop for dresses, vent about future in-laws, and pick out the bows that will go in the flower girls' hair, I eventually get worn out. Part of that could be that I am bad luck for weddings. Not necessarily for the bride and groom, but for the actual ceremony and reception. Don't believe me. Please see exhibit A for proof.- I've been invited to four weddings that were canceled at the last minute. One was canceled the night before. -Every outdoor wedding I've attended (in 3 different states) has been delayed or moved because of rain.- Driving to a ceremony site (with all the bridesmaids and bride) I got not one, but two cars stuck in the mud.- I managed to ruin one of my favorite dresses ever driving to out of town wedding (while doing nothing but sitting). The ceremony was in a small town and I couldn't fix it, so I spent the whole night with a hole through the fabric on my abdomen. (Yes, that was far more about me than the actual wedding.)- A bug crawled on me during an outdoor. When I noticed and jumped a little, it caused two other bridesmaids to shriek during the ceremony while I got rid of the giant insect.
Okay, that's all I'm willing to share right now. Any crazy things happen at weddings you've been to/been in? Leave a comment and I'll choose one winner to receive a winter survival kit (includes homemade hot chocolate mix, candle, and other goodies).
Honeymoon Suite Blurb: Laurie had practically given up on finding someone who was willing to save sex for marriage. Then she found Matt, an amazingly wonderful and sexy man who was willing to wait until after they said "I do." Now that the ceremony and reception have finally ended, she can't wait to get him up to their hotel room, hang up the "Do Not Disturb" sign, and spend the night acting out all the dirty fantasies that have filled her head since their engagement.Matt can't think of anything he wants more than to please his new wife. She's always been shy and private, but on their wedding night, she turns into an irresistible vixen. Nothing would make him happier than spending the entire night exploring every curve of her luscious body.The two newlyweds are finally alone together and the whole evening lies ahead. Laces and buttons will come undone, and Matt and Laurie will find out if their wedding night will be everything that they've been waiting for.Link: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9717-honeymoon-suite.aspxAuthor bio:
Emily Cale spent the majority of her childhood as a visitor to the worlds of her favorite authors. With encouragement from her English teachers, she put pen to paper and began imagining her own stories. Preferring the fascinating lives of her characters, she majored in creative writing. When not lost in a manuscript or a good book, she enjoys crocheting, rock climbing, and playing board games. She currently lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, with her husband and a very spoiled cat. You can find her on her blog (http://www.emilycale.blogspot.com) or procrastinating on Twitter (http://www.twitter.com/EmilyCale)
November 28, 2011
The Girl Most Likely - and a Guest Spot
Hi All,
First let me tell you thank you so much for a great weekend! Also, today I am over at Dawn's Blog today for a review of
An Alpha's Path
. Out Dec 5th. We are also running a contest there. So be sure to check it out.
Over here, though, I have the lovely Jana Richards in an Interview. :-)
Be sure to follow the tour because Jana is giving away a $20 GC to The Wild Rose Press to one lucky commenter. The more you comment along the tour, the more chances you have to win. Click here to find the dates and stops.
Tell me about The Girl Most Likely.
Cara McLeod finds herself at a place she really doesn't want to be. She's forty-three, divorced, a single mother, and working an entry level job. And she's overweight and out of shape. Her life wasn't supposed to be like this. She had so many dreams in high school. She was going to have a high-profile, high salary career, while at the same time having the perfect marriage and being the perfect mother.And then real life happens.After high school she married Peter, her high school sweetheart. She put him through dentistry school by working menial jobs, with the understanding that it would be her turn to go to school once his studies were completed. But by that time, she was pregnant with her first daughter and becoming a high rolling financier didn't seem so important anymore. Fast forward several years. Cara now has two teenage daughters. On her fortieth birthday, Peter drops a bombshell: he wants a divorce. He wants more excitement in his life, and frankly he doesn't find Cara attractive anymore. She's devastated and humiliated, but for the sake of her children she carries on. After selling the house she shared with Peter she buys a small condo, and then gets a job as a junior assistant (aka gopher) at a local TV station. For three years things chug along in a predictable rut until she receives an invitation to attend her 25th high school reunion. The invitation throws Cara into a panic; how can she attend this reunion twenty-five pounds overweight and divorced? She was supposed to be "the girl most likely", the girl with the perfect life. Some perfect life. Her first instinct is not to go to the reunion, but when she's cajoled into attending by her daughters and her best friend, her pride demands she improve her appearance first. She enlists the help of personal trainer Finn Cooper, who she met at her TV station when he was a guest. She can't deny she finds Finn attractive, but she can't believe a younger, gorgeous man like Finn would ever reciprocate the feeling. There could never be anything between them. Could there?Cara is everything Finn wants in a woman. She's funny, kind, and beautiful. But unfortunately she can't see how terrific she is. Finn sets aside his own insecurities to convince her that she's the girl most likely to win his heart.
Rate The Girl Most Likely in terms of steaminess.
I'd say that Finn and Cara rate at least 4 rumpled bedsheets out of 5!
Who is your favorite Contemporary Romance Author?
Suzanne Brockman is my favorite contemporary romance author. I love the strength of her characters, their humor, their humanity. They feel like real people to me, albeit, really good-looking, kick-ass real people!
What is your favorite Contemporary Romance series/book?
I'm really enjoying Brockman's Seal Team 16 series right now. Over the years I've also enjoyed many of Nora Roberts' contemporary series such as the Seaswept series set in the Chesapeake Bay area. I'm actually a sucker for series because it's so great to find out what happens with characters I grow to love once they get to their happy ending.
Who is your favorite Contemporary Romance character? Why?
That's a really tough question, I like so many characters. But one of my favorites is Tucker Longstreet, Nora Roberts' hero in Carnal Innocence. I read the book years ago but Tucker's character has stayed with me. The thing I found so fascinating about him, and what I suspect his love interest in the book, Caroline Waverly, also found intriguing, was that at the beginning of the book he comes off as some kind of shallow playboy. He acts like he doesn't have a care in the world or a serious bone in his body. He makes sure his relationships with women are short and sweet. But then gradually we (and Caroline) start to see that he is much deeper than he likes to let on. He's fiercely loyal to his family, and though he pretends not to care, he's the one keeping the family business afloat. One of my favorite scenes is when he can't provide an alibi after a murder because he was just at home alone, reading a book of poetry, and he knew no one would believe him!
I didn't like Tucker much when I first started reading the book, but as Roberts skillfully peels back the layers of his character to reveal the true man, I fell in love. You always remember the ones you fall for real hard. Sigh.
If you could take that person out for a date, what would you do? Details Please!
Perhaps we'd talk about poetry. Or not. I hear that summer nights in the South are very, very hot and steamy!
Cara – What was your first impression of Finn?
That he was one of the most gorgeous men I'd ever met. He has the most beautiful blue eyes... It's crazy, but for a moment when I first met him, I thought he was actually interested in me too. But then I realized his only interest in me was as a client. That brought me crashing back to earth in a hurry. What was I thinking? Why would someone as attractive – and as young – as Finn, be interested in someone like me?
Cara – What is your favorite part about him?
If we're talking body parts, it's a toss-up between his beautiful blue eyes and his buns of steel. If we're talking character and personality, it's the beauty of his soul. Finn is kind and gentle. He's treated my daughters and me with compassion and understanding. But I've learned things about him that make me love his strength and determination.
Finn – What was your first impression of Cara?
That she was a beautiful woman hiding beneath baggy clothes. She was also tough and determined, with a self-deprecating sense of humor. I definitely wanted to get to know her better – if she'd let me.
Finn – What is your favorite part about her?
Her interest in other people, her willingness to listen, her fairness. I guess that's more than one thing, but then there are many things I love about Cara.
Jana – What is next for you? Is The Girl Most Likely part of a series?
Actually, The Girl Most Likely is part of the Class of '85 series from The Wild Rose Press. The series revolves around the graduates of Summerville High School as they return for their 25th reunion. This is a multi-author series and I'm thrilled to have my story included in this group.
What's next for me is a step back in time. My novella Home Fires has just been contracted with The Wild Rose Press. British nurse Anne Wakefield travels to Canada in 1945 to marry her fiancé, a Canadian soldier she met during the war. But when she arrives, she finds that her fiancé has already married someone else. Devastated, Anne picks up the pieces of her life. The kindness of her ex-fiancé's brother Eric helps to heal her pain. When his mother suggests marriage, she must decide whether to return to England, or to take a second chance on love – this time with Eric. But can he forget that Anne loved his brother first?Carrie Ann, thank you for letting me visit your blog today to tell you a little about my new release. All the best!
Jana
Jana Richards has tried her hand at many writing projects over the years, from magazine articles and short stories to full-length paranormal suspense and romantic comedy. She loves to create characters with a sense of humor, but also a serious side. She believes there's nothing more interesting then peeling back the layers of a character to see what makes them tick.
When not writing up a storm, working at her day job as an Office Administrator, or dealing with ever present mountains of laundry, Jana can be found on the local golf course pursuing her newest hobby.
Jana lives in Western Canada with her husband Warren, along with two university aged daughters and a highly spoiled Pug/Terrier cross named Lou.
Website: http://www.janarichards.netBlog: http://janarichards.blogspot.comFacebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jana-Ri...
Blurb:
Cara McLeod, the girl most likely to have the perfect marriage, is now divorced and, in her own words, "fat, frumpy, and over forty." The thought of facing former classmates—and the ex-husband who dumped her—at her high school reunion terrifies her. Cajoled into attending by her kids and her best friend, Cara enlists help at the gym to lose weight and look great for the reunion. Personal Trainer Finn Cooper is more than willing to help—but does he have to be so to-die-for gorgeous?
Finn thinks Cara is perfect just the way she is. She's everything he wants in a woman, except for one thing—she can't get past the fact that he's eight years younger. To Finn, age and weight are just numbers. But can he convince Cara the numbers she worries about add up to only one thing for him—love?
Excerpts:
"I think you're beautiful. You know that, don't you?"No, she really didn't know that, but she nodded anyway. What happened when he woke up one morning and realized that she had a few more lines on her face? Would he still think she was beautiful or would he tire of her, just as Peter had? "Are you sorry about last night?" Her head rose sharply. He looked away, not meeting her gaze. However mixed up she felt this morning, she couldn't let Finn feel that he'd somehow failed her. Setting her mug on the night table on her side of the bed, she caressed his unshaven cheek."Of course I'm not sorry. I loved our night together. Don't mind me, Finn. I'm in a mood this morning."He tugged at her sheet once more. "Then let go of the sheet and let me hold you before I have to go."Cara held her sheet tighter. It was one thing to get undressed in the dark and another to let him see her body in the cruel light of day. "No, please. I'd rather not."Would he look at her in the cold morning light and see all her imperfections, her scars, her forty-three years of living? Would he look at her and want to trade her in for a newer model?
Be sure to follow the tour because Jana is giving away a $20 GC to The Wild Rose Press to one lucky commenter. The more you comment along the tour, the more chances you have to win. Click here to find the dates and stops.
First let me tell you thank you so much for a great weekend! Also, today I am over at Dawn's Blog today for a review of
An Alpha's Path
. Out Dec 5th. We are also running a contest there. So be sure to check it out.Over here, though, I have the lovely Jana Richards in an Interview. :-)
Be sure to follow the tour because Jana is giving away a $20 GC to The Wild Rose Press to one lucky commenter. The more you comment along the tour, the more chances you have to win. Click here to find the dates and stops.
Tell me about The Girl Most Likely.
Cara McLeod finds herself at a place she really doesn't want to be. She's forty-three, divorced, a single mother, and working an entry level job. And she's overweight and out of shape. Her life wasn't supposed to be like this. She had so many dreams in high school. She was going to have a high-profile, high salary career, while at the same time having the perfect marriage and being the perfect mother.And then real life happens.After high school she married Peter, her high school sweetheart. She put him through dentistry school by working menial jobs, with the understanding that it would be her turn to go to school once his studies were completed. But by that time, she was pregnant with her first daughter and becoming a high rolling financier didn't seem so important anymore. Fast forward several years. Cara now has two teenage daughters. On her fortieth birthday, Peter drops a bombshell: he wants a divorce. He wants more excitement in his life, and frankly he doesn't find Cara attractive anymore. She's devastated and humiliated, but for the sake of her children she carries on. After selling the house she shared with Peter she buys a small condo, and then gets a job as a junior assistant (aka gopher) at a local TV station. For three years things chug along in a predictable rut until she receives an invitation to attend her 25th high school reunion. The invitation throws Cara into a panic; how can she attend this reunion twenty-five pounds overweight and divorced? She was supposed to be "the girl most likely", the girl with the perfect life. Some perfect life. Her first instinct is not to go to the reunion, but when she's cajoled into attending by her daughters and her best friend, her pride demands she improve her appearance first. She enlists the help of personal trainer Finn Cooper, who she met at her TV station when he was a guest. She can't deny she finds Finn attractive, but she can't believe a younger, gorgeous man like Finn would ever reciprocate the feeling. There could never be anything between them. Could there?Cara is everything Finn wants in a woman. She's funny, kind, and beautiful. But unfortunately she can't see how terrific she is. Finn sets aside his own insecurities to convince her that she's the girl most likely to win his heart.
Rate The Girl Most Likely in terms of steaminess.
I'd say that Finn and Cara rate at least 4 rumpled bedsheets out of 5!
Who is your favorite Contemporary Romance Author?
Suzanne Brockman is my favorite contemporary romance author. I love the strength of her characters, their humor, their humanity. They feel like real people to me, albeit, really good-looking, kick-ass real people!
What is your favorite Contemporary Romance series/book?
I'm really enjoying Brockman's Seal Team 16 series right now. Over the years I've also enjoyed many of Nora Roberts' contemporary series such as the Seaswept series set in the Chesapeake Bay area. I'm actually a sucker for series because it's so great to find out what happens with characters I grow to love once they get to their happy ending.
Who is your favorite Contemporary Romance character? Why?
That's a really tough question, I like so many characters. But one of my favorites is Tucker Longstreet, Nora Roberts' hero in Carnal Innocence. I read the book years ago but Tucker's character has stayed with me. The thing I found so fascinating about him, and what I suspect his love interest in the book, Caroline Waverly, also found intriguing, was that at the beginning of the book he comes off as some kind of shallow playboy. He acts like he doesn't have a care in the world or a serious bone in his body. He makes sure his relationships with women are short and sweet. But then gradually we (and Caroline) start to see that he is much deeper than he likes to let on. He's fiercely loyal to his family, and though he pretends not to care, he's the one keeping the family business afloat. One of my favorite scenes is when he can't provide an alibi after a murder because he was just at home alone, reading a book of poetry, and he knew no one would believe him!
I didn't like Tucker much when I first started reading the book, but as Roberts skillfully peels back the layers of his character to reveal the true man, I fell in love. You always remember the ones you fall for real hard. Sigh.
If you could take that person out for a date, what would you do? Details Please!
Perhaps we'd talk about poetry. Or not. I hear that summer nights in the South are very, very hot and steamy!
Cara – What was your first impression of Finn?
That he was one of the most gorgeous men I'd ever met. He has the most beautiful blue eyes... It's crazy, but for a moment when I first met him, I thought he was actually interested in me too. But then I realized his only interest in me was as a client. That brought me crashing back to earth in a hurry. What was I thinking? Why would someone as attractive – and as young – as Finn, be interested in someone like me?
Cara – What is your favorite part about him?
If we're talking body parts, it's a toss-up between his beautiful blue eyes and his buns of steel. If we're talking character and personality, it's the beauty of his soul. Finn is kind and gentle. He's treated my daughters and me with compassion and understanding. But I've learned things about him that make me love his strength and determination.
Finn – What was your first impression of Cara?
That she was a beautiful woman hiding beneath baggy clothes. She was also tough and determined, with a self-deprecating sense of humor. I definitely wanted to get to know her better – if she'd let me.
Finn – What is your favorite part about her?
Her interest in other people, her willingness to listen, her fairness. I guess that's more than one thing, but then there are many things I love about Cara.
Jana – What is next for you? Is The Girl Most Likely part of a series?
Actually, The Girl Most Likely is part of the Class of '85 series from The Wild Rose Press. The series revolves around the graduates of Summerville High School as they return for their 25th reunion. This is a multi-author series and I'm thrilled to have my story included in this group.
What's next for me is a step back in time. My novella Home Fires has just been contracted with The Wild Rose Press. British nurse Anne Wakefield travels to Canada in 1945 to marry her fiancé, a Canadian soldier she met during the war. But when she arrives, she finds that her fiancé has already married someone else. Devastated, Anne picks up the pieces of her life. The kindness of her ex-fiancé's brother Eric helps to heal her pain. When his mother suggests marriage, she must decide whether to return to England, or to take a second chance on love – this time with Eric. But can he forget that Anne loved his brother first?Carrie Ann, thank you for letting me visit your blog today to tell you a little about my new release. All the best!
Jana
Jana Richards has tried her hand at many writing projects over the years, from magazine articles and short stories to full-length paranormal suspense and romantic comedy. She loves to create characters with a sense of humor, but also a serious side. She believes there's nothing more interesting then peeling back the layers of a character to see what makes them tick.When not writing up a storm, working at her day job as an Office Administrator, or dealing with ever present mountains of laundry, Jana can be found on the local golf course pursuing her newest hobby.
Jana lives in Western Canada with her husband Warren, along with two university aged daughters and a highly spoiled Pug/Terrier cross named Lou.
Website: http://www.janarichards.netBlog: http://janarichards.blogspot.comFacebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jana-Ri...
Blurb:Cara McLeod, the girl most likely to have the perfect marriage, is now divorced and, in her own words, "fat, frumpy, and over forty." The thought of facing former classmates—and the ex-husband who dumped her—at her high school reunion terrifies her. Cajoled into attending by her kids and her best friend, Cara enlists help at the gym to lose weight and look great for the reunion. Personal Trainer Finn Cooper is more than willing to help—but does he have to be so to-die-for gorgeous?
Finn thinks Cara is perfect just the way she is. She's everything he wants in a woman, except for one thing—she can't get past the fact that he's eight years younger. To Finn, age and weight are just numbers. But can he convince Cara the numbers she worries about add up to only one thing for him—love?
Excerpts:"I think you're beautiful. You know that, don't you?"No, she really didn't know that, but she nodded anyway. What happened when he woke up one morning and realized that she had a few more lines on her face? Would he still think she was beautiful or would he tire of her, just as Peter had? "Are you sorry about last night?" Her head rose sharply. He looked away, not meeting her gaze. However mixed up she felt this morning, she couldn't let Finn feel that he'd somehow failed her. Setting her mug on the night table on her side of the bed, she caressed his unshaven cheek."Of course I'm not sorry. I loved our night together. Don't mind me, Finn. I'm in a mood this morning."He tugged at her sheet once more. "Then let go of the sheet and let me hold you before I have to go."Cara held her sheet tighter. It was one thing to get undressed in the dark and another to let him see her body in the cruel light of day. "No, please. I'd rather not."Would he look at her in the cold morning light and see all her imperfections, her scars, her forty-three years of living? Would he look at her and want to trade her in for a newer model?
Be sure to follow the tour because Jana is giving away a $20 GC to The Wild Rose Press to one lucky commenter. The more you comment along the tour, the more chances you have to win. Click here to find the dates and stops.
November 27, 2011
Guest Blogging with Jessica Subject
Hi All!
I'm over at Jessica Subject's today. We sat down and I anwered some questions about me and my world. Scary, I know. It's just one week until I become a published author! Whoot! Aren't you excited? Well I am.
I'm giving away a prize and talking about An Alpha's Path over at Jessica's. But I would like to know what were you feeling the week before your debut release? If you aren't an author, but a reader, what do you think about it? Talk to me!
Jump on over to Jessica's today too! Thank you so much!
I'm over at Jessica Subject's today. We sat down and I anwered some questions about me and my world. Scary, I know. It's just one week until I become a published author! Whoot! Aren't you excited? Well I am.I'm giving away a prize and talking about An Alpha's Path over at Jessica's. But I would like to know what were you feeling the week before your debut release? If you aren't an author, but a reader, what do you think about it? Talk to me!
Jump on over to Jessica's today too! Thank you so much!
New Year BlogHop Sign Up
Hi All!
I will be running a New Year Blog Hop on Jan 4th!!!
I thought we all would write about our favorite New Year memory.
The image on the right won't be the final image, but I will make a Blog Hop button for everyone's sites as well.
It will run throughout the day and I will be giving away a prize, and I hope other authors will as well.
Please sign up through the linky tool set if you want to join! Tell your friends! ALL authors and reviewers are welcome!
Blog Hops are a great way of meeting new people and free advertising! Email me at carrieannryanwrites@gmail.com if you have any questions.
I will be running a New Year Blog Hop on Jan 4th!!!I thought we all would write about our favorite New Year memory.
The image on the right won't be the final image, but I will make a Blog Hop button for everyone's sites as well.
It will run throughout the day and I will be giving away a prize, and I hope other authors will as well.
Please sign up through the linky tool set if you want to join! Tell your friends! ALL authors and reviewers are welcome!
Blog Hops are a great way of meeting new people and free advertising! Email me at carrieannryanwrites@gmail.com if you have any questions.
November 26, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday - #20
Hi All,
Below is a snippet from my upcoming release, An Alpha's Path . Out Dec 5th. Yep, a WEEK from tomorrow! :-)
He kissed her brow but heard no response as she was already peacefully asleep. He held her in his arms and whispered into her hair, "and soon baby, you are going to be my wife and my mate. No running, just hope." He just needed to tell her that. Oh, and the fact that he was a hundred year old werewolf that wanted to bring her unsuspecting into his world. No problem there.
