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April 1, 2012
Welcome to April!
March 30, 2012
Slip Into Spring Contest--Second Winner!

If you've already entered the contest, don't worry, there are still two more drawings in the coming weeks!
If you haven't entered yet what are you waiting for?
Spring is in the air and I'm in the mood to give away books. Starting on March 23rd and every Friday after until April 13th, I'm giving away a free Print book! That's four chances to win.
Winners will be able to choose either A Touch of Magick, Threads of Destiny, Stefan's Salvation or Legacy Found. Winner's Choice!
Just head over to my WEBSITE and click on the "Contests" page for details on how you can enter for a chance to win!
March 29, 2012
4 Stars for Fabric of Fate

"Abrah and Heroc are more synergistic than other brothers in previous books. They truly work together and there will be no hard feelings or difficulty sharing with these two once they get over the initial testosterone poisoning. Abrah is the eldest and most stressed, Heroc is the jokester and lighter of the two. Both men are a perfect foil for Audrey. She connects with both on different levels and together the trio makes sense...A fanciful fictional tale full of faith, love and eroticism mixed with a touch of magic."
Read the entire review at Night Owl Reviews
March 27, 2012
Tuesday Teaser

"Shouldn't you wait until the police examine the scene?" It was then she noticed the uniform.
Sighing, she wondered if she should have just stayed in bed this morning. "I didn't call the police."
"I didn't think so." He held out his hand. "Ryland Stone, Deputy Ryland Stone."
Seeing no way out, she reached out and took his hand. An electrical shock surged through her body, going straight to her breasts and arrowing down between her thighs. She yanked her hand back with a yelp, cradling it against her chest. Her entire body tingled with awareness.
Ryland was shaking his hand too, his pale blue eyes never leaving her face. "Sorry about that. Must be static electricity."
Of course it was. What the heck had she been thinking? For the briefest of moments, she'd thought the spark had been one born of magick. Instead it was something as mundane as static electricity.
March 26, 2012
Welcome to Monday!

Good morning and welcome to Monday! I had the nap on Saturday. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens today. Have a great Monday!
March 24, 2012
Slip Into Spring Contest--First Winner!

If you've already entered the contest, don't worry, there are still three more drawings in the coming weeks! If you haven't entered yet what are you waiting for?
Spring is in the air and I'm in the mood to give away books. Starting on March 23rd and every Friday after until April 13th, I'm giving away a free Print book! That's four chances to win.
Winners will be able to choose either A Touch of Magick, Threads of Destiny, Stefan's Salvation or Legacy Found. Winner's Choice!
Just head over to my WEBSITE and click on the "Contests" page for details on how you can enter for a chance to win!
March 23, 2012
Tapestries Feature: Part 4

This is the final week of author Kat Holmes' incredible tribute to my Tapestries series. Check it out at Kat Holmes' Blog.
Thank you, Kat!
March 22, 2012
Should Authors Just Shut the Hell Up?
March 21, 2012
Writer's Wednesday

Good luck!
March 20, 2012
Tuesday Teaser

The beast inside him rumbled to life. Every heartbeat in the room pounded in his ears. He could hear the swoosh of their blood pumping through their veins. The sensation was hypnotic. He licked his lips, almost tasting the tang in his mouth.
He was hungry and they were sustenance.
Closing his eyes, he willed the beast back into submission. It wasn't easy. He could feel the sweat trickling down the back of his neck. As the nights seemed to grow longer, it had gotten harder and harder to even have the will to fight his very nature. It would be so easy to take what he wanted with no consequences.
Taking slow, steady breaths, he ignored his throbbing erection and centered himself until he was back in total control. He opened his eyes and carefully scanned the room again. Nothing had changed. No one here knew the battle that had just been fought and won. No one knew that their lives had just been spared.
The beer was cool and the bottle sweaty in his hand as he took a long pull. He welcomed the bitterness of the brew as it slid down his throat to his belly. It did nothing to still the hunger within him.