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October 21, 2014
The beginning of "Jayce."
The beginning of my book,"Jayce."It is written in Swedish since it is my first language.:)
Kapitel 1
Jayce var en bad boy. Tatueringar, piercingar och ett förakt mot lagar. Han kedjerökte och var aldrig med samma tjej två gånger.
The cover:
It is made by Sweet N Spicy Designs.:)
Kapitel 1
Jayce var en bad boy. Tatueringar, piercingar och ett förakt mot lagar. Han kedjerökte och var aldrig med samma tjej två gånger.
The cover:

It is made by Sweet N Spicy Designs.:)
Published on October 21, 2014 04:34
October 20, 2014
The first time I read a Romance.
I was 13 years old and the book was "the Bridal suite" by Sandra Marton (I read the Swedish edition).I fell in love!I wanted more and more.The love has not died! I started reading Paranormal Romance in 2008.Charlaine Harris' s "Dead to the World."Vampires became my obsession and I discovered J.R. Ward's BDB series.I was thrilled and bought every book in that series.In early 2012 I started to read BDSM.Cherise Sinclair is an amazing author! And later in 2012 I fell for Alpha Biker men, thanks to Madeleine Sheehan's book Undeniable.So as you can guess, I enjoy different kind of romance genres!Everything from contemporary to MC/bikers!♥
Published on October 20, 2014 03:47
October 14, 2014
Old Halloween Pics.
Published on October 14, 2014 09:15
October 11, 2014
Nellie also loves Broken!
Published on October 11, 2014 05:57
October 8, 2014
PRE-RELEASE DAY BLITZ & BLOG TOUR: REAPER´S STAND BY JOANNA WYLDE.

Book Four in the Reaper’s MC Series

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Blurb
As Reapers Motorcycle Club president, Reese “Picnic” Hayes has given his entire life to the club. After losing his wife, he knew he’d never love another woman. And with two daughters to raise and a club to manage, that was just fine with him. These days, Reese keeps his relationships free and easy—he definitely doesn’t want to waste his time on a glorified cleaning lady like London Armstrong.
Too bad he’s completely obsessed with her.
Besides running her own business, London’s got her junkie cousin’s daughter to look after—a more reckless than average eighteen-year-old. Sure she’s attracted to the Reapers’ president, but she’s not stupid. Reese Hayes is a criminal and a thug. But when her young cousin gets caught up with a ruthless drug cartel, Reese might be the only man who can help her. Now London has to make the hardest decision of her life—how far will she go to save her family?

Excerpt
I shuddered, and shook my head, burying my face in his shoulder as he started working my clit harder. My hips twisted over his, grinding his cock down hard as the tension built inside me.
“Ladies first,” he whispered, then used his hand on my ass to lift me just enough for him to shove three fingers down deep inside. Holy crap. I don’t know how he pulled it off logistically and I didn’t care. All that mattered was the way he filled me up and ground down on my clit at the same time. My heart was beating too fast and I felt dizzy with need and desire and pleasure that wound so tight I thought I might explode. Oh, God… please explode! Then it hit and I bit his shoulder so I wouldn’t scream, waves of ecstasy shattering me. My body went lump over his, and he pulled the hand that’d tortured me free. Then it was at my mouth, pushing inside until I tasted myself all over him as he gripped my jaw in a soft but firm hold.
“You ready to suck my cock?”
I nodded so fast it made me dizzy. Then I slithered down his body, ripping at his jeans and pulling his belt free. he lifted his hips to help me, his erection springing free to slap up against his belly. Id seen it before, of course, but never quite this close and personal. We hadn’t had a normal courtship, and I realized with a shock that we’d only had sex three times, total. Wow. Felt like so much more than that.
A little frission of excitement raced up my spine- there was so much more about him I couldn’t wait to learn. I giggled, giddy and he grinned down at me, wrapping his fingers tight into my hair.
“I feel like a kid when I’m with you.”
“I do, too,” I whispered back.
Previous Books in the Reaper’s MC Series
Reaper’s Property (bk 1)Amazon: http://amzn.to/Z32LnQBarnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1rUrO81
Reaper’s Legacy (bk 2)Amazon: http://amzn.to/1n0Zi4hBarnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/10q05BIiTunes: http://bit.ly/1vE0iN3
Devil’s Game (bk 3)Amazon: http://amzn.to/YYtEZDBarnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/10q0gg9 iTunes: http://bit.ly/10q0e80
Author Information Joanna Wylde

Joanna is a freelance writer living in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. She started writing fiction in 2002, then took a long hiatus to explore other writing opportunities. She returned to fiction in January 2013 with ‘Reaper’s Property’, the first book in the Reapers Motorcycle Club series.
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Book Four in the Reaper’s MC Series

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My review
I love this series! :) ♥ Picnic is one of my favorites and I'm so happy he got his own book!Picnic is sexy and def a DILF.;) I recommend this book to readers of MC romance! And read the other books too! Joanna has talent! I hope Painter gets his own book because he is awesome in Reaper's Stand! I can't wait to read Joanna's next book.:)
I got an ARC from the publisher and this is an honest review.
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Excerpt
“Are you gonna sit down or not?” he asked.
“I’m really uncomfortable with”—I gestured toward the woman—“this.” “That’s not exactly my problem,” he said, dropping a hand to rest on her head. “But if it’s an issue, you can take her place.”
“No,” I said quickly.
“Then sit the fuck down and tell me why you’re here.”
His voice tightened, and I realized he was running out of patience. Fair enough—he obviously had other things on his . . . ahem . . . mind. I carefully perched on the edge of the couch, facing the door. This was actually better, I realized. I didn’t have to look at him now. Although I could feel the woman’s movements through the furniture frame and that was very creepy.
“My cousin’s daughter is somewhere at this party,” I said quickly. “Her name is Jessica, and she has very poor judgment. I’d really like to get her out of here and home before she does something completely stupid.”
Like set the building on fire.
“You got shit timing.”
I didn’t respond, because what the hell would I say? So far as I knew, Hallmark didn’t make a “Sorry I Interrupted Your Oral Sex” card.
Published on October 08, 2014 08:00
October 7, 2014
Broken by Laura Wright is out today!
I got the kindle and paperback editions earlier today. :)♥Love this story! I read the ARC in September. :) Can't wait for Cole's story! And Blue's!
Published on October 07, 2014 08:42
October 3, 2014
Broken Teaser.
Today I have the pleasure to share a teaser from the book Broken to you all!
*****For a chance to win a $10.00 Amazon Gift Card, tell me what you love about a cowboy.
James Cavanaugh leaned against the counter in a way that was both causal and sexy. “So, who you got joining you this fine morning?”“No one,” Sheridan said, confused and slightly flustered. He hadn’t shaved, and the day’s growth of beard really set off his lips. Made them look fuller and...“You sure about that?” he asked, cutting into her inane thoughts.“What do you mean?” Stop looking at his lips, Sheridan.“It’s just that I heard your order and...” he trailed off, lifted one chestnut eyebrow.Heat slammed into her cheeks, and she bolted back to reality. She knew exactly what he was insinuating. Jerk. Hot and sexy jerk. She lifted her chin and gave him her most imperious glare. “For your information, sir, I missed dinner last night. I’m very hungry.”He just stared at her, his eyes glittering with amusement.“And,” she continued, “pointing out that my order sounds like it’s for two people is rude and unbecoming a gentleman.”One tawny eyebrow lifted. “Who said I was a gentleman?”She rolled her eyes with impatience, but inside her belly things were a’tingling. “No one. I just assumed.”“Well, you know what they say about assuming things, Miss O’Neil.”“That it’s the surest way to make an accurate judgment call on someone or something?” she fired back.Both brows went up. Then he started to laugh. It was a rare sound, and its husky quality drowned out all the other voices in the diner and coiled around Sheridan like a blanket. Or a snake.“You gonna ask me to sit down?” he said after a moment.Oh hell., that sounded good. Him beside her. His eyes holding her captive. “Why? So you can insult me further? Maybe while I’m consuming a haystack of pancakes and an entire side of pork?”He laughed. “Come on, Sheridan. I was just playin with you.”Oh hell times two, that sounded even better. “Sure. So much fun.”“Frankly, I’m glad you’re tuckin in.” His eyes moved lazily down her body. “You could use a little meat on your bones.”Heat flickered through her. “My bones?” she repeated tightly.“Don’t get me wrong...” His lips twitched. “You look damn fine coming and going, but I’m bettin I could carry you soaking wet and fully clothed all the way from here to Dallas.” Well, isn’t that sweet. “Well, aren’t you sweet.”
Laura Wright is passionate about romantic fiction. Though she has spent most of her life immersed in acting, singing, and competitive ballroom dancing, when she found the world of writing and books and endless cups of coffee, she knew she was home. Laura lives in Los Angeles with her husband, two young children, and three lovable dogs.
*****For a chance to win a $10.00 Amazon Gift Card, tell me what you love about a cowboy.
James Cavanaugh leaned against the counter in a way that was both causal and sexy. “So, who you got joining you this fine morning?”“No one,” Sheridan said, confused and slightly flustered. He hadn’t shaved, and the day’s growth of beard really set off his lips. Made them look fuller and...“You sure about that?” he asked, cutting into her inane thoughts.“What do you mean?” Stop looking at his lips, Sheridan.“It’s just that I heard your order and...” he trailed off, lifted one chestnut eyebrow.Heat slammed into her cheeks, and she bolted back to reality. She knew exactly what he was insinuating. Jerk. Hot and sexy jerk. She lifted her chin and gave him her most imperious glare. “For your information, sir, I missed dinner last night. I’m very hungry.”He just stared at her, his eyes glittering with amusement.“And,” she continued, “pointing out that my order sounds like it’s for two people is rude and unbecoming a gentleman.”One tawny eyebrow lifted. “Who said I was a gentleman?”She rolled her eyes with impatience, but inside her belly things were a’tingling. “No one. I just assumed.”“Well, you know what they say about assuming things, Miss O’Neil.”“That it’s the surest way to make an accurate judgment call on someone or something?” she fired back.Both brows went up. Then he started to laugh. It was a rare sound, and its husky quality drowned out all the other voices in the diner and coiled around Sheridan like a blanket. Or a snake.“You gonna ask me to sit down?” he said after a moment.Oh hell., that sounded good. Him beside her. His eyes holding her captive. “Why? So you can insult me further? Maybe while I’m consuming a haystack of pancakes and an entire side of pork?”He laughed. “Come on, Sheridan. I was just playin with you.”Oh hell times two, that sounded even better. “Sure. So much fun.”“Frankly, I’m glad you’re tuckin in.” His eyes moved lazily down her body. “You could use a little meat on your bones.”Heat flickered through her. “My bones?” she repeated tightly.“Don’t get me wrong...” His lips twitched. “You look damn fine coming and going, but I’m bettin I could carry you soaking wet and fully clothed all the way from here to Dallas.” Well, isn’t that sweet. “Well, aren’t you sweet.”

Laura Wright is passionate about romantic fiction. Though she has spent most of her life immersed in acting, singing, and competitive ballroom dancing, when she found the world of writing and books and endless cups of coffee, she knew she was home. Laura lives in Los Angeles with her husband, two young children, and three lovable dogs.

Published on October 03, 2014 08:48
Rock Courtship by Nalini Singh Release Day Blitz

Rock Courtship (bk 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel:
David & Thea’s Story

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Blurb What happens when the Gentleman of
A drummer for the hottest rock band on the planet, David has a single, powerful weakness: Thea, the band’s publicist and the woman who steals his breath away with her every move.
Only problem is, Thea doesn’t date clients—or musicians. Emotionally scarred by a cheating ex, she’s not about to risk her heart with a man who has groupies buzzing around him like flies. Even if his sexy smile ties her up in knots.
What she doesn’t know is that David is a one-woman man...and he’s madly in love with her. David’s determined to prove he’s worth the risk, and willing to court her, step by exquisite step. Thea’s about to discover just how long and hard this handsome drummer can play.

Excerpt: Rock Courtship (Book 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel “Beer—whatever you have on tap,” David said to the grizzled bartender and grabbed a stool, his eye on the rugby game in progress on the TV screen bolted above the bar.He’d hardly taken a sip of his beer, the dark liquid bitingly cold, when he felt a presence at his back. Instincts honed by a childhood in one of the toughest areas of New York had him focusing on the mirror behind the bar to check out the situation before he turned. A big, bald, and heavily muscled male with a spiderweb tattoo on his neck was standing behind and just to the side of David, a smirk on his pockmarked face.Belly heating, David turned with a slight smile. “Problem?”The bald man bared his teeth and, laughing, looked to a table to his right. “Hear that, boys?” he called out to his friends. “The pussy rock star here wants to know if there’s a problem.”Laughter and shouts from that particular table, while the rest of the men in the bar went quiet. David didn’t move, taking a measure of the players without letting it show. “Always know your opponent” had been one of the first things his father had taught him—Vicente Rivera didn’t believe in turning the other cheek; he believed in teaching his sons how to put bullies on the ground and keep them there.“Yeah, there’s a problem,” the bald guy said, shoving at David’s shoulder. “This is a real bar for real men. Not pussies.”Like that, then. Good. He was in the mood to do some violence. Lifting his beer, David took a long drink, then slammed it down… and punched Bald Head in the jaw at the same time that he kicked out with his foot to connect with the other man’s knee. The jackass went down like a ton of bricks.Roaring in rage, the man’s friends came at David.He grinned and started to show them what this “pussy rock star” could do.It wasn’t until they’d broken a table and several chairs, and the bartender had called the cops that David realized Thea would have to deal with the fallout from this. Fuck, fuck, fuck, he thought as he was shoved into a cell alone, his erstwhile opponents in the cell opposite. Sliding down the graffiti-marked wall to the floor, he thought about the phone call the desk sergeant had said he could make and decided against it.Fox had Molly with him—the band’s lead singer had been waiting for his girl to arrive since the instant Schoolboy Choir set foot in the city. As for Noah and Abe, they both had their own plans. He knew any one of the three men would drop those plans in an instant to come to his aid, but since the cops had made it clear he’d be spending the night in a cell no matter what, why mess up their plans?“You do or say anything that’ll hit the media, you call me. Day or night. I hate surprises—so don’t you dare surprise me.”Thea had given that order to all four of them when she’d agreed to act as their publicist. Her up-front nature and dedication to her job was part of the reason they’d hired her; Thea was the best and she didn’t take any shit from her clients. He wasn’t doing himself any favors by not calling her.Right then, David couldn’t find it in himself to care. It wasn’t as if she could hurt him any more than she already had. And Jesus, how long was he going to carry this torch that was burning him alive? “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said aloud, banging the back of his head against the wall.
Additional Excerpt can be found on Nalini’s website HERE


Rock Addiction (Book 1) A Rock Kiss Novel

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Blurb A bad boy wrapped in a sexy, muscled, grown-up package might be worth a little risk…
Molly Webster has always followed the rules. After an ugly scandal tore apart her childhood and made her the focus of the media’s harsh spotlight, she vowed to live an ordinary life. No fame. No impropriety. No pain. Then she meets Zachary Fox, a tattooed bad boy rocker with a voice like whiskey and sin, and a touch that could become an addiction.
A one-night stand with the hottest rock star on the planet, that’s all it was meant to be…
Fox promises scorching heat and dangerous pleasure, coaxing Molly to extend their one-night stand into a one-month fling. After that, he’ll be gone forever, his life never again intersecting with her own. Sex and sin and sensual indulgence, all with an expiration date. No ties, no regrets. Too late, Molly realizes it isn’t only her body that’s become addicted to Fox, but her heart…
Meet the Author

NEW YORK TIMES AND USA Today bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling and Guild Hunter series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This time around, she decided to write about hot and wickedly tempting rock stars. If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.
Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing. If you’d like to explore her other books, you can find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensation is the first book in the Psy-Changeling series, whileAngels’ Blood is the first book in the Guild Hunter series. Also, don't forget to swing by the site to check out the special behind-the-scenes page for the Rock Kiss series, complete with photos of many of the locations used in the books.
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Published on October 03, 2014 08:00
October 1, 2014
SILVER BASTARD COVER REVEAL!

Silver Bastard is book one in the Silver Valley Series and will be released on April 7th.
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Blurb
First in the new Silver Valley series from the New York Times bestselling author of the Reapers Motorcycle Club Novels
Fourteen months. For fourteen months, Puck Redhouse sat in a cell and kept his mouth shut, protecting the Silver Bastards MC from their enemies. Then he was free and it was time for his reward—full membership in the club, along with a party to celebrate. That’s when he saw Becca Jones for the first time and set everything in motion. Before the night ended he’d violated his parole and stolen her away from everything she knew.
Five years. It was five years ago that Puck destroyed Becca and saved her all in one night. She’s been terrified of him ever since, but she’s even more terrified of the monsters he still protects her from... But Becca refuses to let fear control her. She’s living her life and moving forward, until she gets a phone call from the past she can't ignore. She has to go back, and there’s only one man she can trust to go with her—the ex-con biker who rescued her once before.
Puck will help her again, but this time it’ll be on his terms. No more lies, no more tears, and no more holding back what he really wants...
Published on October 01, 2014 06:00
September 29, 2014
I miss my old teacher!
My old teacher, Jimmy Silow, died last February.:'(He was truly an amazing humanbeing..kind, fun and knew his stuff.
Me and Matilda were at his funeral.It was sad!
But also peaceful.I will not forget him!
Me and Matilda were at his funeral.It was sad!
But also peaceful.I will not forget him!
Published on September 29, 2014 07:20