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So. I made my kids do this…

O.O

They got chibi’d.  As the Avengers  & Loki.  Black Widow, Iron Man & Loki.

My Kids. Chibi’d

We went to Fandom Fest in Louisville. It was fun. It was expensive, but fun.

The best part? Seeing my kids chibi’d…and then…this.

One of my favorite shows as a kid was the Showtime series Robin Hood. I loved it. LOVED IT. I had two characters I really liked…neither were Robin Hood. There was Will Scarlet. And then…Nasir. I LOVED Nasir. Nasir was bad ASS. Like whoa and damn bad-ass.

So we were at the con and I saw Bumblebee. As in awesome alien robot Bumblebee right? I want to go get one of the decals for my car and maybe a picture. I’m looking around and I see this picture…

It’s in the booth along with transformers stuff….yanno, the guy who I assume did Bumblebee’s voice. My brain starts making all these little connections.

Bumblebee, that awesome robot was voiced by Nasir…aka Mark Ryan.

And I got to meet him. My kids saw me geeking out. So, bonus points…I embarrassed my kids, too.

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Facebook type of party…also, for you guys…

So instead of a blog hop, I’m trying a facebook party for YOU OWN ME’s release.

If you’re on FB, you can join us here.

Also, for those who aren’t on FB, if you’d like a chance to get the book before it’s available for sale, leave your name in comments. One person will get a copy. Contest is going to be quick since I keep forgetting to do this. Sorry…back to school chaos and madness is driving me…well. Mad.

Make sure you read the disclaimer.

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Sweeter than Sin is up on Netgalley!

Bloggers and reviewers… if you wanna know about the hot mess that is Adam, go ye therefore and request!

 

 

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PRETTY PLEASE… there are huge spoilers in this book for those who haven’t read the first one…and, well those waiting on it.  So if you do read it, and review, please keep that in mind and let people know if you’re posting spoilers.  Pretty please?

 

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Adam didn’t know what drove him.

He didn’t hear anything.

He didn’t see anything.

But awareness rippled through him, his skin prickling as he slowly lowered his hands and lifted his head, staring up through the night at the darkened house before him.

There, at the window of the room he’d given her.  He saw nothing, save the ripple of the curtain, the pale material pulled back.

Then, something shifted and she appeared.  All he could see was her hand as she lifted it, pressed it to the glass.

The next few seconds were just a haze on his memory.  He didn’t remember crossing the sidewalk, unlocking the door.  He might have ran, raced the entire way and he could believe it, because when he came to a halt in the doorway of her room, it seemed like an eternity later, like an instant later, and his breath came in harsh, ragged pants.

She stared at him.

If she’d looked worried or nervous or startled, he could have turned and walked away.

She just stared at him, the sexy, sleek, horn-rimmed glasses a shield, hiding luminous eyes. In the dim light of the room, he couldn’t clearly make out her face but he didn’t need to. Every feature was etched on his memory.  From then to now. He could recall her in detail.

He crossed the floor to her, his boots thudding on the floor, his heart thudding against his chest and his breath still coming in harsh, uneven rasps.

He reached up and pulled the glasses off, waited for her to do something, say something.

She should, he thought.  She would. She wasn’t one of the women who came to him for this, who know what he was…

Suddenly shame twisted in him.

Rita had needed just that from last night. Comfort.  A friend in the night. If he’d let her turn to him, maybe she’d be alive.  But he hadn’t been able to give it to her and now she was gone.

And he didn’t care.  Oh, he cared about the fact that his friend was gone, but instead of mourning her like he knew he should, what he wanted to do was just reach for her and have what he’d wanted, needed.  As he worried, as he wondered, as he needed and prayed and tried to lose himself in everybody but the woman he wanted.

Adam looked down, stared at the glasses he held.  Walk away.  He needed to do that.

He needed to walk away, if for no other reason than because he needed to be able to live with himself in the morning. He was used to being used.  He used plenty of women. He had to do something to numb the pain, smother the guilt.  But he couldn’t use her—she was the source of his pain, his guilt, his need…his everything.  And it would kill something inside him if she just wanted to use him.

Swallowing the bitter ache that had settled in his throat, he blindly shoved the glasses at her.

She caught his hands.  One gently took the glasses.

The other curved over his wrist.

He stared, mesmerized as she slid a hand up his forearm, pausing to scrape her nail along one of the chainlinks he’d inked onto his skin over the years. His skin burned under her touch.  Walk away…walk…

Only he didn’t know if he could.  Not now.  He would lose all self respect in the morning, but he had so little left anyway, what did it matter?  It would kill something inside him, but there wasn’t anything there worth saving.

 

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Just another manic monday…

So… who has that song in their head now? Me, too! You’re welcome! Now I have to go look up the song…I haven’t listened to the Bangles in years.

 

Yesterday was my 18th wedding anniversary.

The guy bought me this… he picked it up at Gifts Inn Boonsboro while we were in town for the signing.

I saw it and was like WANT WANT WANT…of course, he wouldn’t just buy it then, even thought I told him I knew he was looking for an anniversary gift for me.

He went and got it when I was otherwise engaged.

I did get it yesterday, though, on our anniversary, along with roses.

We went to church and I spent about half the morning dealing with an asthma attack-I think somebody had on some sort of weird perfume.  It wasn’t strong, per se, but something about it seemed to set me off and I don’t even know what.  FYI, asthma suck-eth muchly.  We took the kids out to lunch then spent half the day grocery & school supply shopping.  Awesome celebration, right? Although the trip to Boonsboro, driving through the mountains was really our anniversary type of thing.

We did go out for a movie..saw Hercules which I have to admit, I liked a lot.  It had a different twist to it, but I still liked.

We had more than a few people say something like…eighteen years…wow, that’s a record anymore, which makes me sad.  I know people who’ve been together 40+ years and I want to be looking at my guy on our 40th.   I posted on my FB page that one of the best decisions I ever made was when I said I do eighteen years ago and I completely mean that.

Today starts the crazy for getting ready for back to school.  Open house, haircuts, blah blah blah.  It’s been a short summer, but I’m kinda ready for them to get back to school.  I need my routine back.

 

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Louisville folks… I’m talking books and publishing and suspense and what-not at the Hurstbourne Lane Barnes & Noble on August 9th. Please come talk to me so I’m not lonely.  I’m talking for the Louisville chapter of Sisters In Crime (SINC) and it’s free and open to the public.

Louisville SINC

B&N on Hurstbourne

August 9

1pm

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Just one week until YOU OWN ME… Decker is a hot and dirty mess.  Lizzie was a little different to write, a little less sure of herself but it’s fun to write characters outside your normal.

here…snippet!

 

But staring into Decker’s eyes, she saw something she hadn’t seen there in…well, ever. She didn’t think she’d ever seen him vulnerable. Reluctant, nervous, scared, determined, arrogant, angry…and now, hot, hungry and ferocious.

But had she ever glimpsed that vulnerability in his eyes.

She didn’t think she had.

Hesitantly, she reached up and rested a hand on his chest. “Well, my brain is still spinning over…this.”

He cocked a brow at her lame explanation. Then he closed his fingers around her wrist. “It’s okay, sugar,” he murmured. He pressed a kiss to her palm and then backed away. “If you want to forget you let me fuck you on that desk, you go ahead.”

He turned away.

She leaped off and caught his arm as he went to fasten his belt.

He tensed, but didn’t turn.

So she went around him.

“I said my brain was spinning,” she said. She wished, and not for the first time, she had his confidence. His strength. Even a tenth of it. But she didn’t.

But she had to find the guts to say this.

“And it is.” Instead of looking up into his eyes, she focused on his hands. The tail of the Chinese dragon curled up around his right wrist before ending over the back of his hand and she reached out, trailing the tips of her fingers over the scales, almost delicately done. “But I can tell you, I’m not ever going to look at my desk without thinking about…this. I can’t believe we did that.”

She covered his other hand with hers and tugged his hands from his belt buckle, moving in closer. She pressed a kiss to his chest, to the flicking tail of the tiger, along the lean, powerful body there. “And yeah…I’m kinda embarrassed thinking that somebody out there heard. But that doesn’t mean I regret it, or want to forget.”

Decker caught her upper arms in his hands.

Have you pre-ordered?

You can…

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Bookseller? Can I add you to my promo list?

FYI, this list is only for booksellers working in a store and librarians.  I’m not using it to send out ARCs, bunches of swag, etc.  It’s for new release info.  So if you’re not working in a bookstore or a library, you can ignore me today.

If you do work in a library or bookstore and would like to maybe get put on my list for new release info and maybe receive bookmarks from me when I have them to send out, would you please email me?

It’s shilohwalker2011 (at) gmail.com NO SPACES!  I need the name of your store/library and the physical address.

I’ll be sending out a mailing for SWEETER THAN SIN soon, so if you’d like to receive it, please let me know soon!

Thank you!

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So… my trip to Turn the Page

First, it was beyond amazing.

The line looked something like this…

 

Image | Emily @ Inn Boonsboro

Speaking of the Inn… a shot from my room

The inn is gorgeous

They start handing out tickets at ten. We stay until all people with a ticket have their books signed. I was told that’s generally until 3-4.

We were still going strong with the AC kicked off at 6. The last book was signed around 6:30. I was planning a funeral for my hands for Monday, but they revived sometime Sunday night on the drive back.

We also visited Vesta Pizza (which is awesome) and Dan’s Taphouse (which is awesome) and Gifts Innsboro (oh my goodness… the pretties in there!).

I met some readers I’ve talked with online, and so many new readers… it was such a blast and everybody was so unbelievably kind. The day was unbelievably long, but people just kept on smiling and being so polite.  It was just…amazing.  The staff at both the Inn and TTP are outstanding.

Also… I DIDN’T FREAK OUT OVER NORA THIS TIME!  I actually held it together!  Of course… the guy was with me and when I started to stutter, he nudged me in the back and said, Stop it already.  Yep.  He grounds me.

We spent the evening chatting at the Inn and I got to see several more of the rooms, because some lovely people were lovely and let me see.  Talked about Scotland with a few of the guests and chatted with Maya Banks for a while and then collapsed into what might be the most amazing tub in the history of the world.

If you ever have the chance to go to a signing there, please do. It’s so lovely. At some point, I have every intention of going back.

Also, if you can stay at the Inn?  DO IT!

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Turn the Page…I’m heading your way! Signing Saturday!

Saturday I’m signing at Turn the Page.  I think you’ve still got time to pre-order personalized books if you can’t attend.  They ship across the globe.  I’d love to sign a book for you.

Info!

Turn the Page Bookstore

19th Anniversary Book Signing

with Nora Roberts, Linda Lael Miller, Maya Banks & more

July 19th 12-2pm

Boonsboro, MD

Want signed books from me?

Info on how to order

 We leave today.  It’s our anniversary.  Taking the scenic route on the drive there.

If you can attend, I’d love to meet you!

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Brotherhood of the Rose

So, I met David Morrell at RT. Twice.  Actually chatted with him in line for a little while and didn’t make a doofus of myself the second time.

David Morrell wrote FIRST BLOOD…Rambo, guys.  He created Rambo!

I got a copy of THE BROTHEDHOOD OF THE ROSE and pretty much gobbled it down.

It’s awesome.  If you read outside romance, check it out.

 

Image via BN.  Check it out.

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So DBD is upon us… FYI, the site is having problems. But...

So DBD is upon us… FYI, the site is having problems. But I have a book for you! Hunters: Declan and Tori is free for a little while, so if you’ve never read my Hunters series, here is a good starting point…but be warned.  It’s super hot…these are the erotic romances I started out writing, so they are loaded with heat.   You can find it at the links below! ARe | Smashwords | Nook | Kindle | iBooks

And I think J.C. has one for you, too…

Also!  If you like my suspense stuff and haven’t read CHAINS?  You might wanna check it out.  It’s normally $10 & higher, but it’s on sale now for less than $5 in ebook.

Links!

BAMM | B & N | Book Depository | IndieBound | Amazon | iBooks

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Hot Men(s), Pre-Orders & Book $$…various stuffs

It’s official.  I need a category called ‘miscellany’ and I’m making it now.

There’s a blog tour going on for Lacey’s Game… you can find links here.

 

 

Lacey’s Game is a fast, dirty–and I do mean dirty novella….Lacey.  If you like menage type books, here ya go.

 

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The first time he’d seen Lacey, Brogan had all sorts of fucked-up images in his head.  He’d wanted to see her stripped naked and spread open in front of him.  He’d wanted to see her bent down before him, wearing one of those half corsets she liked that pushed up her breasts up–that and a bra.  Maybe a short skirt and the knee boots she loved so much.  Then he wanted her on her knees.

And he’d had her…all of those ways.

But there were other ways he’d wanted her…darker journeys that he’d wanted to take and the laughter and light he saw in Lacey wasn’t made for those dark journeys.  He knew what the hell that came when a woman went down a road she wasn’t mean for–even if she wanted some of it, even if he could bring the pleasure, and he knew he could.

Lacey wasn’t meant for some of the darker roads…

That was what he told himself.

And yet he was seeing her there, glaring at the camera, wearing something that made him want to turn her over his knee and spank her for letting another man see her, something that made him want to push her against a wall and fuck her raw.

His hands were sweating, he realized. Sweating, trembling.

Clenching his jaw, he threw the phone down.  He was leaving.  She’d made herself clear and he couldn’t do what she needed, she couldn’t be what he needed, in the end.  It was better–

Snarling, he grabbed the phone when it beeped again a few minutes later.

I’ll have fun with her if you can’t be bothered.

“Have fun with her?” Brogan stared at the phone.  He didn’t recognize the number.  But he didn’t need to know who it was.

That friend of hers?  Lacey was in for a rude awakening if she thought Lou was really a friend.

“You’re helping,” he told himself.

And he wanted to believe that.

But he lied.

Check out the bloggers hosting the blog tour and win some book $$

June 30- The Reading Addict
July 1- Binding Addiction
July 2-Riverina Romantics
July 3- Book Loving Pixie
July 4-Literal Addiction
July 9-Books-n-Kisses
July 10-Queen of the Night Review

 

Read more… or maybe order?  EC | Amazon | Kobo | BN

It’s on sale now, but the sale price won’t last.

 

So…   I’ve fallen in love with the tv series SUPERNATURAL.  I’m like almost ten years behind, but I made this sacrifice for you people.  I knew if I started watching it early, it would die an untimely death and be cancelled.  ;)  You’re welcome.  So far, I think I like Sam more, but Dean is an excellent smart-ass.  Truly a master of the art.

 

And now…

YOU OWN ME is up for pre-order at the three major outlets, BN, iBooks and Amazon…it’s due out August 4, so if you want it on your reader at midnight that night, pre-order away!

read more

iBooks | Amazon | BN 

 

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