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October 29, 2011
Saturday snippets
Head over to Limecello's blog today…they are talking about IF YOU HEAR HER…
Scary…thrilling…that's today's theme
From If You Hear Her
Her breath lodged in her throat and she eased peeked through the blinds, staring out in the darkness. Tried to breathe…and couldn't.
Tried to breathe…and damn near screamed. Clapping a hand over her mouth, Hope Carson breathed out a prayer against her muffling palm. One step after another, she backed away from the window.
She'd just seen a shadow.
Out there in the darkness, where she shouldn't be seeing anything.
Moving toward the garage.
A man.
Carrying…something.
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October 28, 2011
The Friday 56
Final day of the blog tour… check out Lynette's review of IF YOU HEAR HER.
Haunted America… (I buy ghost stories whenever we travel… they are my souveneir… )
Turning toward the plant beside her, she noticed one leaf moving up and down.
About the Friday 56
Grab the book nearest you. Right now
Turn to page 56.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of this blog.
Post a link along with your post back to this blog.
Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.
October 27, 2011
Against the wall…
I was over on goodreads the other day and one of the reviews, Maldivian's, and there's a tag…against the wall smexing…
It tickled me and I still grin about it. Because I'm tickled… I'm posting the beginning of that scene. Just the beginning, though. If you want the whole thing, you'll have to get the book. Be warned. I use a couple of bad words.
~*~
"Stare all you want." She slid her hand higher, toyed with the neck of his T-shirt. "I want to know what you look like…can I?"
"You can do anything you want."
If anybody had told him that having a woman touch his face could be that damned erotic, Ezra would have laughed.
That was until Lena Riddle put her hands on him, tracing the line of his lips with her fingertips, doing the same with his jawline, along his cheekbones, feathering across his eyes and nose.
She took her time with her tactile exploration of his face, combing her fingers through his hair, even tracing his ears with her fingertips.
Every single touch, every single stroke, seemed to arrow straight down his spine, striking him square in the balls.
Damn it, he hurt. His cock was rigid, painfully hard and he was ready to do damn near anything if it would get her to wrap those soft, cool fingers around him. He was all but shuddering with the need to touch her, taste her.
By the time she finished and lowered her hands to his shoulders, Ezra was strung tight and hovering on the edge of his control.
"What color are your eyes?"
"Green." His voice was hoarse, tight. Hell, he was so damned turned on, it was a miracle he could even speak. Reaching up, he caught her glasses and tugged them off, setting them on the small table just inside the doorway. "I want to see your eyes."
She averted her gaze but he reached out, caught her chin in his hand and tugged until she was once more facing him. "You've got the prettiest damn eyes," he said, staring into the pale blue. He closed the scant inches between them and angled her chin upward. "I want to kiss you…if that's a problem, then do me a favor and just tell me no, right now."
A grin flirted with her lips and she swayed closer. "Not a problem. Not at all. Unless of course you plan on deciding in a few hours you're not sure you really want to try this thing out, after all."
Ezra nuzzled her mouth. "Hmmm. Not going to be an issue, although I think it's time I apologized. I'm sorry about that. Seriously. Could we maybe rewind and just start over? Try it again?"
"No…no do overs." She raked his lower lip with her teeth. "I get why you pulled back. It makes sense. Just make sure you really want to go forward before we…do whatever."
"I'm sure. Damnation, I can't get you out of my head, Lena. You're everywhere."
Wanna read more about If You Hear Her… it's here.
Today…
Today I'll be having lunch with Sara Reinke…oh, wait…that's personal. 
Today, I'll be Mad's blog…
You can also check out the next T&C post over at Lisa Renee Jones…remember, that's another chance to win a Nook (comment there not here).
Also, the next stop on the If You Hear Her blog tour is at I JUST WANNA SIT HERE AND READ
Heading out in a little while so I can deal with the bridge in Louisville, sign stock at the BN & BAMM, and then meeting up with Sara for lunch,
October 26, 2011
News, the contest, Signing near St. Louis, et al
First up…I'll be signing in O'Fallon MO at Rose's Bookhouse next week…with several others. Signing from 12-2 on 11/5.
Also signing…Shannon K. Butcher, Angie Fox, Alexandra Ivy & Jade Lee.
Details @ Rose's Bookhouse
Are you keeping up with the Thrills & Chills giveaway? I'm at Lisa's blog tomorrow, was at Jaci's yesterday, I think. Links are in the sidebar, and you can read about the giveaway here.
The next stop on If You Hear Her's blog tour is Under the Covers and the review should be up today.
I'll be guest blogging at Novel Thoughts on 10/27, guest blogging at Lynnette's Two Cents on 11/4. And I'm not sure if that's it or not. O.o
October 25, 2011
If You Hear Her… Now Available…Guest Blogs, Reviews, Snippets, & Ramblings
Spazz Attack. It's out. Biggest Project Ever. I'm going to go pass out. While I'm doing that,if you wanna read another snippet, here ya go…
I think I'm doing a thrills & chills post at Jaci or Lisa's blog today. O.o
You can read reviews at the blog tour the Book Vixen did.
I think I'm guest blogging at Romance at Random
I think I'm guest blogging at Fresh Fiction, too. I'll update the link when I have it.
And if you wanna read another snippet…here ya go.
~*~
Right now, she could touch.
As he ran his hands down over her body, stripping away her clothes, Lena lifted her eyes upward and stared at the sun again.
Lost herself in the warm golden glow and the feel of a man's hands on her body.
She could see…see his face as he guided her to the ground and knelt between her thighs.
She could touch…touch his shoulders and fist her hands in his hair.
She could feel…feel the fiery hot pleasure blistering through her as he levered up over her.
She could hear–
"Help me!"
*
Lena came awake with a gasp. Her heart knocked against her ribs and she shivered as cool air danced over her sweat-slicked body. A breeze drifted in through the open window.
It was cool…not cold. But she was freezing.
Hearing one low, questioning yip, she held out her hand. Puck pressed his nose against her palm and she heaved out a breath. The dog's body was tense–all over tense and he had his hackles up.
"Sorry, boy. Just had a bad dream," she muttered. She'd gone and freaked her dog out.
As she started to lie back down, she heard it.
A voice.
"…help me…"
A CRY IN THE WOODS
The scream Lena Riddle hears in the woods behind her house is enough to curdle her blood—she has no doubt that a woman is in real danger. Unfortunately, with no physical evidence, the local law officers in small-town Ash, Kentucky, dismiss her claim. But Lena knows what she heard—and it leaves her filled with fear and frustration.
Ezra King is on leave from the state police, but he can't escape the guilty memories that haunt his dreams. When he sees Lena, he is immediately drawn to her. He aches to touch her—to be touched by her—but is he too burdened by his tragic past to get close?
When Ezra hears her story of an unknown woman's screams, his instincts tell him that Lena's life is also at risk—and his desire to protect her is as fierce as his need to possess her. Read more…
Amazon | BN | BAMM | Indiebound | Book Depository
October 24, 2011
A real heroine…#hero
We write about them. Read about them. Here's a real life heroine…who gave up her life. Let's not forget they still exist.
Woman trying to shield children killed by gunman
IF YOU HEAR HER BOOK TOUR…
Check it out…
The reviews will be going up this week…squeak!
10/24 - Urban Girl Reader
10/25 - The Book Vixen
10/26 - Under the Covers Book Blog
10/27 - I Just Wanna Sit Here and Read!
10/28 - Good Choice Reading
I'm also doing some guest blogs… I'll be hitting these sites:
Murder She Writes 10/24
Reader's Entertainment 10/25
Random House 10/25
Fresh Fiction 10/25
Novel Thoughts 10/27
Lynette's Two Cents 11/4
October 23, 2011
If You Hear Her…Random Snippets…
It was an edgy, burning need, one that crawled around under his skin and tore at him, ate at him. It was a hunger, a need, an ache and one he had to listen to, or it would drive him insane. But he also knew listening to it was a bad, bad idea.
Bad idea, very bad idea, he told himself. Friends, remember? Just friends.
"Yeah, and as a friend, I can go out there and see how she is doing, right? I mean, after the weekend she had, what could it hurt?" he muttered to himself.
Trying to talking himself out of that idea, trying to cool the need, the fire in his gut, he decided to stop by the store. His last grocery store run, he'd been distracted—and without a list. Today, he was still distracted, and still without a list, but one thing he'd realized he needed was deodorant so he made himself stop before leaving town.
He made it halfway through the store, congratulated himself for not thinking about Lena. But as he stopped in the microscopic health and beauty section—crap, why did they put men's deodorant in the beauty section—he found himself in front of the display of condoms.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
He did not need condoms for a friendly relationship.
Once more, his focus was right back on her, and this time it had nothing to do with the strange mystery of the screams and everything to do with the shape of her mouth, the round curve of her ass, and the weird way he found his heart skipping when she stood close. The way he smiled when she laughed, and the way his chest ached when he saw that sad look on her face.
It was almost like the way he felt when he'd first started dating Stacy Traynor back in high school—first major crush—that hot, fiery burn of young love.
But the deal with Lena? It was worse. Way worse.
A CRY IN THE WOODS
The scream Lena Riddle hears in the woods behind her house is enough to curdle her blood—she has no doubt that a woman is in real danger. Unfortunately, with no physical evidence, the local law officers in small-town Ash, Kentucky, dismiss her claim. But Lena knows what she heard—and it leaves her filled with fear and frustration.
Ezra King is on leave from the state police, but he can't escape the guilty memories that haunt his dreams. When he sees Lena, he is immediately drawn to her. He aches to touch her—to be touched by her—but is he too burdened by his tragic past to get close?
When Ezra hears her story of an unknown woman's screams, his instincts tell him that Lena's life is also at risk—and his desire to protect her is as fierce as his need to possess her. Read more…
Amazon | BN | BAMM | Indiebound | Book Depository
October 22, 2011
Saturday Snippets…Villain POV
10.25.2011
"…there…."
He stood over her, studied her hair.
The gleaming blond strands were shorn now to chin length, perfectly straight, even as could be.
Her eyes, sightless and fixed, stared overhead.
That blank look on her face irritated him, but he wasn't surprised. He had seen this coming, after all. Something about the way she had reacted, the way she screamed.
The life had gone out of his girl and once that fight was gone…
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