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Wanted to let you know....

Hello everyone!!! Just wanted to let you know a few things.

No, Wray is still not finished but getting closer. Things are finally started to settle down and I'm able to give it the attention it deserves along with a few other story lines like Abby and Ynyr, they are getting impatient  for me to finish Wray and Kim so I can tell their story.


I will give you a preorder date as soon as I have one.

I would also like to let you know that Michelle Howard's new book Project Genesis is going to be released on Amazon, this Saturday, May 17.

This is Michelle's second book, her first one being Honor Bound which I thoroughly enjoyed and have read several times.

Here is the cover  and blurb.

I can't wait to read it!



Vin Michaels gave up a lot when he “volunteered” for Project Genesis: a career, a normal life and a budding romance with the career-minded Helen Scott. But what else was he supposed to do when the government offered him no other option?

When a surprise attack on Earth brings Helen back into Vin’s life, he realizes he has a bigger fight on his hands than just getting rid of aliens, because his connection to her couldn’t be denied or brushed aside. But after Vin dumped her without explanation, Helen’s guarding her heart against the Alpha Squad team leader.

With a battle brewing on both fronts, Vin wonders if he’ll ever win either of them.

About the Author

Michelle Howard enjoys a crazy life that involves wild kids, a loud dog, and a husband who tolerates the madness.  Like many authors, she’s dreamed of writing since reading her first romance novel many years ago.  She loves paranormal and contemporary romances and is a fan of the classic romances, such as Judith McNaught and Julie Garwood.

I love to hear from fans so please reach out to me if you like the book and if you feel like it, leave a review on Amazon or Goodreads.

Email:  michellehowardwrites@gmail.com

Twitter: @mhowardwrites

Website: www.michellehowardwrites.com

Update

I want to thank everyone for their comments and encouragement with Wray but unfortunately Wray is not yet ready to be released. Between changes at work and family commitments I have not had the time to give Wray the attention he deserves.
I am hoping things will change in the coming weeks
Again thank you for your continued support and I will let you know when Wray is available.
~M.K.~

Excerpt from Wray

Wanted to let you all know that I've post a excerpt from Wray on my Coming Soon page. I would love to hear what you think.

~M.K.~

Wow! Is it really February????

I can't believe it's all ready February! Where did January go? I want to thank everyone for making 2013 a memorable year in the Eidem household. Who would have thought when the year started that I would have published four books... it has been absolutely amazing and I thank all of you for making it possible.
Judy, Barbara, Reece, Susan, Sally, Julie and Fern are just a few of the new amazing friends I have found that have helped and supported me, answering all my 'silly' questions. Thanks girls.
Just to give you an update Wray is still in process, I'm hoping to get him to the editors in March.
Abby and Ynyr's story is coming, along with Ull's and Agee's along with a new character that will be introduced in Wray and Kim's story.
For those of you anxiously awaiting Rebecca and Callen's story, it will be written but for right now Rebecca is going to be busy delivering babies.

That's all for now, I will try to keep you better updated.

The Twelve Days of Christmas

An excerpt from my upcoming short story about Grim and Lisa's first Holiday.
Twas the night before the Festival and all through the House not a creature was stirring….

Lisa stood silently in the doorway of the girls resting chamber, her head leaning against its frame as she listened to Grim’s deep gruff voice. It was always so soft and gentle when he told the girls their bedtime story about the Great Raptor; it had become their nightly ritual, Grim’s and the girls. The girls would wait impatiently for him to return for third meal, when he finally did they would run to him, showering him with hugs and kisses.

During the meal, they would chatter like little magpies, telling him about every moment of their day, what they had done, where they had gone, whom they had talked to and Grim listened to their every word, never once growing impatient with them. When they finished eating, the girls would rush into their room to get ready for bed and with laughter and giggles; they would jump into their bed and wait for Grim to come tell them a story.

No matter what else was going on inside Luanda, no matter the problems, the stresses or the demands, Grim always made time for his daughters and they flourished under his attention.

Lisa ran a gentle hand over her stomach, a stomach that was already swelling with Grim’s child. She hadn't shown like this with the girls until she was at least five months along and while she had been surprised, Grim had been amazed.

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The Twelve Days of Chrismas

Oh no! I missed a day!!!!

I'm on Santa's naughty list for sure now!

I hope everyone is having a wonderful Holiday Season. If you are traveling, I pray you reach your destination safely and remember getting there is half the fun.

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The Tweleve Days of Christmas

Grandma Stroh's Filled  Cookies

Filliing
1 cup  dates
2/3 cup water
2/3 cup sugar
1/2 cup nuts

Cook until thick then cool.

Dough
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup shortening
3 cup flour
1t vanilla
1/2 cup milk
1/2 t. soda
2 t. baking powder

Roll dough out thin and cut with cutter.
Place 1 tablespoon of  filling on a cookie and top with another cookie.
Seal and prick  with a fork.

This is the original recipe of my husband's Grandmother with no baking instructions.
I bake them at 350 degrees for 8-10 minutes or until golden.
I also like to instead of a sandwich cookie I make the bottom bigger, put in extra filling and
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The Twelve Days of Christmas

I'm a little sloshy today.... yesterday was our annual Soup Day at work, a Hoiliday tradition with my co-workers. TWELVE crockpots full of soup!!!!! Yummy!
I brought Ham and Bean but there was chili, spicy corn chowder, taco, potato dumpling, wild rice, one from Olive Garden, broccoli cheese, two different chicken noodle and the rest are lost in the hazy recesses of my mind.
After many years of trial and error we have come up with a fool proof plan in the office, first you DO NOT eat breakfast. Second, we use sytrofoam coffee cups and only take one laddle full of each soup so we can sample all of them, then we go back for our 'new' favorites. I started at 8:30.... hey the soup was hot!
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The Twelve Days of Christmas

An excerpt from Wray.......

When stinky bastard had stuffed her into this cabinet, she hadn't even cared. If she’s in here, he couldn’t hurt her. The shudder she’d felt minutes before was unimportant. It was time to die. 

The sound of growls covered the hissing-clicking of stinky bastard and drew her attention.

Growls, now there was something new. It reminded her dog, Warrior.  Her parents had been promising her one for years and finally for her tenth birthday she’d called them on it.  So they’d gone down to the public shelter that had recently broken up a puppy mill but it hadn’t been one of the puppies that she’d fallen in love with, it had been the massive dog caged all by itself.


They’d discovered him at the same mill.  It seemed the owners had been breeding fight dogs along with the shih tzu’s. Warrior had been used to sire them, he had been a hundred and twenty pounds of solid muscle and fierce looking. Everyone had been terrified of him. Everyone but Kim. Maybe it because she’d never been harmed in her life, maybe it was her age but for some reason she had just known he’d never hurt her. So she had opened his cage and promptly sat down, waiting for him to come to her.

Her parents and the workers had gone crazy, sure he would attack and kill her. He had growled and snarled at her, taking two steps forward then quickly backing away, his massive body quivering. When she had held out her hand, he’d flinched, as if he expected her to strike him, when she didn’t, he moved a little closer, baring sharp teeth.

Kim had looked into his gray eyes and seen the truth.  He was scared.  This massive dog was scared of her, that she’d hurt him.  She quietly promised him that he’d always be safe with her, that he’d never be hurt again. When she petted him, he licked her hand then rolled onto his back, begging her to scratch his belly and she realized all he wanted was for someone to care for him, to see him, to love him and Kim had. 


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The Twelve Days of Christmas

An excerpt from Cassandra's Challenge


Shutting off the water he reaches for the towels, handing her one she starts to dry her hair.  William in the meantime takes it upon himself to dry her body, starting with her shoulders working his way down.  When her breathing begins to change William looks up at her a gleam in his eye.

"William…” Is all she can manage placing a balancing hand on his shoulder.  As he continues down her leg she feels his muscles tense under her hand.

“Cassandra? What’s this?” His tone is rigid.

“What?” Concerned at his tone she looks down to where he is drying her right leg. “Oh that’s just my birthmark.” She says unconcerned.  Still holding her leg he looks up at her. 

“You’re what?”

“Birthmark.” When he doesn’t reply she tries to explain further. “It was there when I was born.”

“I know what a birthmark is Cassandra!” William rising testily, she’s somewhat taken aback by his sudden change of mood. Taking the towel from his hands she wraps it around her body, suddenly feeling the need to cover herself.

“I don’t understand why you’re so upset about it.”

“Why haven’t I seen it before now!”  He demands turning to get his own towel.

“I don’t know!” His attitude is starting to irritate her it’s just a mark for God’s sake. “Maybe you haven’t looked?” Turning she leaves the bathroom, William follows close behind.

“Why didn’t you tell me!”

“Why would I? Did you tell me about yours?” She picks up the trail of clothes she’d left on her way to the shower.

“Mine?” William’s frowns puzzled.

“The one on your right forearm, that looks like an arrow.”  William looks at his right arm, at the imperial mark he’s always carried.

“I’ve never hidden mine.” He shoots back.

“Neither have I! It’s hardly my fault you’ve never bothered to look!”  Cassandra has had enough she’ll be damned if she is going to have an argument in only a towel.  Dropping it she pulls on her shirt.

“It’s important Cassandra.” Going to his closet William pulls on a pair of pants. “When did you first discover the birthmark?”  By this time Cassandra has her pants on and is working on her socks. 

“There is no ‘when did you first discover the birthmark’ William.” She retorts giving him an exasperating look.  “I was “born” with it. All Qwes woman are born with it.  It’s just a fact of life!”  With her boots on she stands.