Hello everyone. It gives me great pleasure to have Kayelle Allen back on my blog today with her new release, Lights Out. I have read Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire and I really look forward to reading Lights Out. So, let's find out about Kayelle's new release!
Connie, thanks for inviting me back. I'm so excited to be here sharing a new book. And have I got a good story for you!
Anyone who knows me even the slightest knows I adore Nik Nitsvetov, the face of Pietas. Nik portrays my immortal king with great reverence and dignity, as befits a king. I'm very proud to be working with him. Nik is literally perfect as Pietas. I could ask for nothing better. Watching him is surreal. It's like my imagination came to life.
On September 1, Nik and his photographer Julia performed a live stream event of him cosplaying as Pietas. It was wonderful seeing my character live and breathe and walk around. I was speechless. Well, almost. My friend Lisa and I were recording the event on our phones using a video program called Mobizen. It was working great. The two of us were on the phone at first, then on Skype, then actually got together because my signal kept dropping. She lives close by so I dashed over to her place.
When I arrived, we sat side by side, each of us oohing and ahhing and exclaiming like the fangirls that we are over every little thing Nik did.
When the event ended, being good fangirls, we immediately replayed what we had recorded. Imagine our shock when we discovered it not only recorded the video, it recorded us. So for an hour, you hear a little bit of Russian in the background (that was Nik, who lives in St Petersburg) and the rest of it was various forms of "Oh my god!" "Ohmigod!" "Holy cow!" and "Did you see that?" plus some rather embarrassing female squeals and laughs.
Will I ever let anyone else hear that? Hmm. Maybe when it gets really cold in a certain really hot zone. *wink*
I'm happy to announce that a short story set in my Bringer of Chaos universe, Lights Out, has been accepted for publication in a major space opera anthology. The Expanding Universe Vol 4, edited by Craig Martelle, releases September 17 exclusively on Amazon and on Kindle Unlimited. It will debut at just 99 cents and features short stories in space opera and science fiction by 20 authors. I'd love for your readers to pick up a copy.
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LOL, That is hysterical, Kayelle. I can imagine you two doing this. Can you tell us a little bit about Lights Out?
He can save mankind. After he does one important thing. Die.
Join the Ghost Corps, they said. You'll live forever, they said. You'll save mankind, they said. They didn't say that to do it, first he had to die.
When Tornahdo signs on the dotted line, he puts his life into the steady hands of the mighty Ghost Corps. Three grisly deaths and three agonizing resurrections later, he's assigned duty on the space station Enderium Six.
He's facing his most dangerous mission yet, the very reason the corps exists.
Do they expect him to win? Fat chance. Tornahdo and his team are already dead and this mission is codenamed "Lights Out." No, there's more to this than he can see.
To discover the truth, he must face an unbeatable, unkillable enemy, and this time--somehow--find a way to keep himself alive...
Lights Out is in the Science Fiction/Space Opera anthology The Expanding Universe Vol 4, edited by Craig Martelle.
This sounds so intriguing, I can't wait to read the excerpt!
The air reeked of antiseptic and starch stiffened the pillowcase. If only the mind-numbing jabbering would stop.
Tornahdo pried open his eyes. The flattened blood bag above him, stenciled equipment and gray walls screamed military hospital.
He'd died. Again.
Spanish curses slipped out. His abuela would've taken a switch to him. He made the sign of the cross and kissed his fingertips.
After yanking the tube out of his arm, he pressed a thumb over the entry point. Thankfully, this time, he wasn't writhing on the floor in agony. Well, not yet.
A faceless android in a Ghost Corps uniform loomed over a bank of equipment displaying Tornahdo's name and vitals. First impression was right. Military hospital.
The weapons-grade yapping continued.
"Did you hear?" a youthful voice bragged. "He killed six of 'em last night."
"Yeah, but they don't stay dead. They never do."
"If Ultras didn't come back to life, their plasma wouldn't bring our own people back."
The transfusion of enemy blood healed the hole in Tornahdo's arm in seconds. He thumbed off the red smear and rolled over on the gurney.
An open door led to a sink and toilet built to let gravity do its work. Which meant this was a planet. You hadn't lived until you were in space, floating in zero gravity while your body's final twitches sent your corpse spinning.
Notices on the wall confirmed this was San Xavier in the Colonies of Man. Same place he'd bought it the first time.
This was getting old.
Wow, this sounds like an exciting read!
Kayelle Allen writes Sci Fi with misbehaving robots, mythic heroes, role playing immortal gamers, and warriors who purr. She's a US Navy veteran who's been married so long she's tenured. Kayelle is the founder of Marketing for Romance Writers, a peer-mentoring group with thousands of members. She is the author of seven books, three novellas, and multiple short stories.
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Hello everyone, today I have Krissie Fortune visiting again with her new release, His Innocent Bride. Before we delve into her new release, she shares a cute little story about her granddaughter that certainly brought a smile to my lips.
This is more cute than funny. I have a fourteen-month granddaughter, and I dote on her. (Sorry, her mum has asked me not to put her photo on line)
I bought Ella Marie a paddling pool for her birthday. We’ve had the best summer for years in the UK. Ella loved splashing in the water. On one of the rare cool days we’ve had, we played tea parties in the garden but she wanted to paddle. Her mum said no because it was too cold. I agreed, but Ella wanted to paddle. When you’re that age, no doesn’t make sense.
She’s young but determined.
The garden tap was dripping and she tried to fill her paddling pool by collect water drips in her hands and carrying them to the paddling pool. It was one of the sweetest things I’ve ever seen.
That's so adorable, isn't it? Yes, children can be very determined!
So let's read a little about His Innocent Bride.
Consummating her marriage shouldn’t be so hard.
Raised in a dour religious sect, Alethea Allerton dreams of dancing, laughter, and love. She fell for the Earl of Deanswood within five minutes of meeting him. They married by special licence a week later, but he’d rather spend time with his mistress than bed his wife. Alethea has no idea how to seduce her husband. Desperate, she visits a house of ill-repute and hires a tutor. He agrees to meet all the costs as long as she remains blindfold throughout their lessons.
The Earl of Deanswood, a Waterloo veteran, wed Alethea to father an heir. He steps in as her tutor but he teaches her as much about spanking as sex.
Alethea survives an attempt on her life. Circumstances implicate Deanswood, and terrified, she flees London. He pursues her, and when he kisses her, she recognises the touch and taste of him. She’s hurt and humiliated by his deception.
Deanswood sets out to win back her trust. Along the way, he teaches her about ropes, spectators in the bedroom, submission, and sex toys. Only one thing mars their happiness. Someone wants Alethea dead.
This sounds very intriguing. I think I'll head over and get my copy now!
Excerpt: Stonehurst’s eyes shone with mischief. “Your wife came to my establishment earlier. She offered me five guineas to fuck her.”
Deanswood spluttered and almost spat out his brandy. “She did what?”
Stonehurst leaned back and savored a second sip of his wine. “Do you want me to repeat it? After you’ve drawn everyone’s gaze? I didn’t take her money or screw her, of course. Let’s find somewhere to talk.”
Anger turned Deanswood’s features haughty and harsh. Fists curled, he glowered at his friend. Make that former friend. He’d rather beat Stonehurst senseless than talk. “You keep your bloody hands off her.”
All Deanswood had wanted was an heir and a spare. Instead, his wife barred him from her bed—unless a quick screw with no foreplay or kisses once a month counted. He’d rather have stayed single.
He’d dreamed of a wife with a warm smile and sweet nature. Curves that made his mouth water and his palms twitch would be a bonus. Leg-shackling himself to Alethea Allerton was the biggest mistake he’d ever made.
He should have made it clear that he expected to bear his children and submit to the occasional spanking. In return, he’d teach her about passion, bondage, and obedience. Until his mother-in-law collared him in the library, he’d been looking forward to his wedding night. His mother-in-law’s words had kyboshed that.
Stonehurst struggled to contain his laughter. “So, what really happened on your wedding night?”
“It’s none of your business,” Deanswood snapped.
Unabashed, Stonehurst grinned. “Your wife made it my business. Her dress sense is shocking. Is that why you couldn’t perform last night?”
Stonehurst was right. Alethea had involved him in the tangled mess of her marriage. “Did Alethea say I couldn’t… Of course, I could… Damn it, I don’t have to explain myself to you.”
“It might help to talk about it,” Stonehurst suggested.
Deanswood sighed. “Nothing else seems to. After I’d thrown Lady Babs out, my new mother-in-law collared me in the library. She read me an endless lecture on the sins of marital sex. I’d rather take a dressing down from Wellington than endure that again.”
Inwardly, Deanswood fumed. Why the hell had his wife waited until after the ceremony to send her mother to tell him she didn’t want sex? He supposed she was eager to get her grasping hands on his fortune.
When he learned his wife planned to cuckold him, his eyes narrowed and lips thinned in anger. A trip to Gentleman Jackson’s boxing salon beckoned. Going a few rounds with the champion might calm his soul.
Stonehurst’s teasing manner vanished, and he held up both hands, palm out. “I never touched her. We’re attracting too much attention. Walk with me.”
Deanswood had fought alongside Stonehurst in the Peninsular War and again at Waterloo. They’d shared too much to fall out over a woman. That said, Stonehurst enjoyed the earl’s discomfort far too much.
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Let's ask Kryssie a few questions about the story and her writing style...
1 Give us an insight into your main character. What does he/she do that is so special?
My heroine, Lady Alethea grew up in a remote fishing village on the Kent coast. A strict religious sect holds sway there. They disapprove of everything - singing, dancing, laughing. Even smiling is a sin. Alethea dreams of a happy future not one sent peddling fish. When James, Earl of Deanswood drives his yellow phaeton into the village, he reminds of the Greek God Apollo driving his flaming chariot across the sky. Not that she can admit to knowing Greek Myths in her village. She gives her heart in an instant, but although Deanswood marries her within a week, he doesn’t do the same.
2 Tell us about your hero.
James, Earl of Deanswood never expected to inherit the title. His father and older brother died the same day the battle of Waterloo started. Deanswood enlisted as a boy soldier and although he attained the rank of major, he sold out when he learned of his father’s death. Although it’s never officially stated in the book, he suffers from PTSD.
3 What genre are your books?
I write romance. Any sort. Paranormal or contemporary. His Innocent Bride is my second Regency Romance.
4. What draws you to this genre?
I write the books I like to read. There’s always a strong plot, with lots of adventure. Then there’s the sex. My pet hate is cliff hangers. Even the books in my series can be read as stand-alone romances. Add in that I’m a sucker for a happy-ever-after, and you’ve got my writing style.
5. What is your favorite motivational phrase.
It’s one of Mohamed Ali’s catchphrases. “If my head can conceive it and my heart can believe it, then I can achieve it.”
6 Tell us about your writing process and the way you brainstorm story ideas.
Brainstorm? It’s more like batter them to death with a hammer. I start with a random scene in my head and work out how people got there. Sometimes that one scene doesn’t even make it into the story. Once I’ve got the first draft finished, I edit, and edit, and edit. The first readthrough is to check the plot works. The next three are to polish the words. After that, I print it out and read it again. Words look different on paper. Next, I read it out loud. Then, and only then, do Iet my husband read it. Not that he’s a romance fan, but I’m dyslexic. He sees things I don’t.
After all that, my editor still makes changes.
Here's some information about Kryssie....
Kryssie reads everything and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty pleasure. It’s an obsession.
Kryssie loves to visit historic sites, from Hadrian’s wall to Regency Bath. The first book she fell in love with was Georgette Heyer’s The Unknown Ajax. After that, she devoured every regency book she could. After a while, they went out of fashion, but part of Kryssie’s psyche lives in in in Regency London. She longs to dance quadrilles and flirt behind fans. Of course, Kryssie’s heroines do far more than flirt.
Kryssie lives in Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast –about thirty miles from Whitby, where Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. She enjoys gardening, travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many erotic romance authors live in the North of England.
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Hello everyone, today I have Margo Bond Collins and Erin Hayes on my blog with their new sport release, First and Ten. Margo is sharing a little humorous story that ended up in her book. I have to laugh, because I can certainly see myself doing just this very thing.
âDonât Plot and Pump!
Any honest author will tell you that she can get lost in the worlds she creates. I do that constantly. Maybe too much. Recently, while Erin Hayes and I were cowriting First and Ten, I was trying to figure out a scene that had me stumped. Iâd been thinking about it all day long.
I needed to put gas in my car before I went to pick up my daughter from school that day. So I got out of the car, got the gas pumping, and went into the store to pick up Belâs after-school snack. While there, I came up with an excellent plot point.
I was still thinking about the story when I got back out to the car, feeling pretty pleased with how smart I was.
So of course, I drove off with the hose still in the car and pulled it out of the pump entirelyâwith a crash and a clatter that terrified me as I waited for everything to explode around me (I might be a little over-dramatic sometimes).
Luckily, those pump hoses are designed to break away exactly because of idiots like me. I had to slink back into the store to confess to the clerk. He just shook his head, and I left again, feeling considerably less smart than before.
A version of that scene makes it into First and Tenâthough Madisonâs trying to solve a completely different problem, the moral is the same: donât plot and pump!
Hysterical. Like I said, I could see this happening to me. Sometimes, we authors get so tied up in our stories that we just zoom out the rest of the world around us.
Tell us a little about this story, First and Ten.
First and Ten: A Contemporary Reverse Harem
A Team of Her Own Book 1: Preseason
by Erin Hayes and Margo Bond Collins
When Madison Harte inherits a football team with three hot players who all want her, thereâs one problem: when it comes to Americaâs favorite sport, sheâs clueless.
I have the worst luck. Failed tech startup? Check. Cheating ex-boyfriend? Check. No idea what to do next? Check.
Then my Uncle Dusty passes away and leaves a whole football team to me. Never mind that Iâve never even seen a game. Who has time for that, right?
But I can sell the team and turn my life around, so I fly from San Francisco to Birmingham, Alabama, where I find a whole new level of football obsessionâand start to develop a fascination of my own. Mostly with the three players who are very, very interested in me.
I never expected to find a team of my own. Or that there would be so many obstacles in our way.
Luckily, Madison wonât have to choose just one man in this contemporary reverse harem where Friday Night Lights and Bridget Jones collide and whereâhallelujahâitâs still raining men.
The last time I had anything to do with football, Timothy Bartley threw the ball at me during PE, and it hit me in the face. I was left with a shiner for three weeks after that, barely able to see out of my poor eye. Everyone made fun of me, and I still sported a small scar on my eyebrow where my skin had split from the swelling.
That was in sixth grade. Seventeen years ago.
Since then, I hadnât watched a game, hadnât paid attention to whoâs who, or even glanced at ESPN. That was fine by me. I was happy not having to spend my Saturdays watching the big game. My money was spent on video games, comics, and shoes instead of tickets and merchandise.
Football was in an entirely different universe that didnât touch mine in the slightest.
âExcuse me?â I asked in disbelief, sitting forward in my chair. My black business suit stretched as much as it possibly could, but it still felt tighter than the last time I wore it. Yet another sign that my size-14 waist was now a size 16. Iâd put on some weight since my ex Jacob and I broke up six months ago. My boobs looked great though, so I really didnât mind. He was the one missing out.
âDid you just say what I thought you did?â I asked.
My lawyer, an old family friend named Daniel Reiss, a balding man with a permanent scowl, stopped his reading of my late uncleâs will and looked up. âWhich part?â
He must have continued reading while my mind slowly processed what had been bequeathed to me.
âThe part about the football.â
He frowned, the wrinkles in his face deepening, and he flipped back a few pages in my uncleâs very long will.
Uncle Dusty had been eccentric when he was alive, amassing a huge fortune that had once covered a vacation home in Tahiti, several of the most expensive cars ever produced, a private jet, and millions of dollars in capital. But, being eccentric, he had spent or sold most of it before he died. Fair enough, I would have done the same. Most of the will consisted of what to do with his coin collection or each of his rare, exotic stamps.
But the part about football was, well, letâs just say unexpected.
Finding his place on the page, Daniel cleared his throat. ââI leave my football team, the Birmingham Yellowhammers, to my brotherâs daughter, Madison Harte.â
Madison Harte. Me.
I blinked. âIs that like a little kidâs team or something? Or his collection of footballs? Or a set of those shirts they wear?â
âJerseys?â Daniel supplied.
âNo.â He watched at me, perplexed. âTheyâre a team for the major league.â
I looked at him blankly.
âAs in professional football, Ms. Harte.â Ugh. Daniel only used my last name when he thought I was being stupid. I shouldâve been used to it by nowâheâd used it for the last several months as I refused offer after offer from Jacob to buy out my half of our tech startup, even as my savings dwindled. I finally took him up on it when I had no choice.
I hesitated for another beat, still trying to come to terms with Danielâs words. âYouâre not talking about soccer, are you?â At least I knew something about soccer. I played on a rec team when I was in college. Still terrible at it, but at least I knew some of the rules. Like, you couldnât use your hands to touch the ball.
Daniel couldnât hide the derision from his face. No matter how grumpy someone looks, they can always make you feel like the stupidest person in the room.
âNo, Miss Harte. Americanfootball.â
I worried my bottom lip, a million thoughts running through my head. âUhm, how can you leave someone a whole football team?â
None of this made any sense.
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I have to admit, I know very little about football, but I do love to watch my Detroit Lions play, pitiful as they are sometimes.....
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Please welcome Brenda Sparks with her book, Alpha Pair. Tell us Brenda, a little funny tale that ended up in your book.
The third book in my Alpha Council Chronicles series, Alpha Lover, takes place in Russia. Since I have not been to Russia, I did a lot of research for the book. One bit of research came in very handy.
In Alpha Lover, the heroine, Julie, and her friend Penny are visiting Russia when they bump into the sexy vampire Nicholai Peterhof. In the story, the trio decides to go sightseeing. Nicholai is a close descendant of Peter the Great, who built Peterhof Palace, and Nicholai spent much time there in his youth. Of course, Julie and Penny, being humans, don’t know he is a vampire, so Nicholai can’t tell them the palace was his childhood playground. When Nicholai takes them to the palace, Julie and Penny see a portrait of Nicholai, which comes back later in the story to be an important moment. Originally, they saw the picture in a room called the Room of Portraits. When I discovered a room in a palace was called the Room of Portraits, I assumed some pictures would be of women and some men. Luckily, as I was researching the palace, I discovered ALL the portraits in the room are of women. If Nicholai’s painting had hung in the Room of Portraits, he would have needed to have been in drag. And he is just far too sexy for that.
LOL, Yeah, not be to sexist or anything, but a drag would not come close to how sexy he really is......
How strong is the blood that binds? Tatiana Bolovich is a beautiful femme fatale with a haunting history. Having recently discovered the brutish Demetri Romanoff is her heartmate, she spent the past year avoiding him, but the Fates have other plans.
Demetri commands every situation. A strong, valiant warrior he’s used to being in control, that is until he is kidnapped by demons. Forced to endure unspeakable experiments at the hands of his enemy, the Alpha discovers just how out of control life can get.
Summoned by the Alpha Council, Tatiana grudgingly helps track Demetri down, promising herself that she will disappear from his life forever once the job is done. But matters of the heart are not so easily ignored. Will she give him a chance to prove himself, or will she deny her nature and slip away into the night?
Very intriguing. Can we get an excerpt?
The Alpha swung a leg over the motorcycle and tugged on his helmet. “You coming anytime this century, woman?”
Tatiana pulled her helmet down over her dark hair, the blunt ends sticking out from under it like twigs in a nest.
“Hold your horses, Romanoff.” She straddled her bike.
Demetri shifted the bike from its stand and rousted the thing with a kick of his booted heel. He gunned the throttle. “My horses want to go,” he called over the roar of the sports bike.
Tatiana started the motorcycle she borrowed from Marcus with a push of a button. The black beast growled to life. “Well, what are we waiting for then? I bet I can get to the counseling center before you.”
The howl of her engine made further conversation impossible when she revved the machine.
They tore off down the gravel drive, the bikes fishtailing. Bits of gravel spit out behind them. Demetri gunned his engine and took the lead. He flashed her a brilliant smile when he passed, making it almost worth being second place. But not quite.
As they rounded out of the gated fence onto the road, Tatiana cut under him to regain the lead.
He shook his head. Life will never be dull with you, tigress warrior. You are a fierce competitor, but then so am I.
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Born in Virginia, Brenda Sparks now resides in the Sunshine State. Balancing her professional commitment to the local school district with her writing is challenging at times, but writing suspenseful paranormal romances is a passion that won’t be denied. Her idea of a perfect day is one spent in front of a computer with a hot cup of coffee, her fingers flying over the keys to send her characters off on their latest adventure. Brenda loves to connect with readers. Please visit her online or stop by her website to say hi.
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Today is a new-to-me author, McKenna Dean, who has her new release, Ghost of a Chance. Please welcome McKenna to my blog today.
Ghost of a Chance
Redclaw Security Book 2
by McKenna DeanMadison has put together some really awesome Prizes giveaway during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may enter every day for your chance to win one of the prize packages. You may find the tour locations here. About Ghost of a Chance by McKenna Dean: At sixteen, Sarah Atwell walked away from her love of horses and a promising career as a competitive rider after discovering she’d inherited the family curse. Years later, her grandmother stunned everyone by leaving Sarah her horse farm—worth millions—but with conditions Sarah might not be able to meet. A former Redclaw agent, Casey Barnes retired when a security assignment went bad, killing his partner and leaving him as a partial amputee. His inner wolf is in hiding. He’s been living quietly as a horse trainer, but June Atwell’s death now pits him against her granddaughter for rights to the stable. With both of them snowed in at the farm, a series of increasingly serious accidents draws Sarah and Casey closer together, but they both harbor secrets that might tear them apart. Ghost of a Chance is a paranormal romance story. Amazon Buy Link: https://amzn.to/2nbVC33 Excerpt: For some reason, he glanced back at Sarah where she waited by the door. The backlight of falling snow through the glass in the shadowed hallway created the suggestion of a black-and-white photograph. The only spot of color was the bright red scarf at the collar of her coat and the wine-dark lipstick she wore. She leaned against the wall with her eyes closed. Something inside him clicked, as though recognizing a scene from a movie. His heart stopped a beat, flipped over, and thudded again with increased intensity. No. It couldn’t be. Not her. He hurried away, head still reeling at his reaction. When he returned with an armload of clothing, she was nowhere to be seen. Her laptop sat by her shoes, one pretty little pump turned over on its side. As expected, he discovered her in the living room, staring at the pictures on the wall. “There you are.” She jumped at the sound of his voice. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” He adjusted the heap of clothing piled over one arm and held out a pair of snow boots. “She had so many photographs of me.” Sarah took the boots almost automatically, and indicated the walls covered with pictures, ones Casey had seen many times. That had to be it. Why she felt so familiar. Why she seemed to be the one. Relief washed over him. Obviously he’d spent too much time alone if he thought Sarah Atwell was his destined mate. The Panther’s Lost Princess Redclaw Security Book 1 Amazon Buy Link: https://amzn.to/2LSf9UL About McKenna Dean: McKenna Dean has been an actress, a vet tech, a singer, a teacher, a biologist, and a dog trainer. She’s worked in a genetics lab, at the stockyard, behind the scenes as a props manager, and at a pizza parlor slinging dough. Finally she realized all these jobs were just a preparation for what she really wanted to be: a writer. She lives on a small farm in North Carolina with her family, as well as the assorted dogs, cats, and various livestock. She likes putting her characters in hot water to see how strong they are. Like tea bags, only sexier. McKenna Dean's Social Media Links: Newsletter:http://eepurl.com/c8GDYX Website: http://mckennadeanromance.com/ Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B075CRHQ7B/ Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/McKenna-Dean-Author-262328784224302/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/McKennaDeanFic Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mckennadeanromance/?hl=en Tumblr: https://mckennadeanromance.tumblr.com/ Email: email@example.com
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Besotted Beguiling Bachelors Series Book 5 By Madison MichaelMadison has put together some really awesome Prize Packages to giveaway during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may enter every day for your chance to win one of the prize packages. You may find the tour locations here. About Besotted: Time is Running Out…For Both of Them Regan Howe, won her coveted CEO position through hard work and a willingness to buck family tradition. Now, Brandon Hockney, a handsome US Senator with his eye on the White House, wants her to give it up, along with her home, friends and family for a move to DC and marriage to him. Regan wants marriage and family but this choice will require she leave everything she loves, including the alluring Tyler Winthrop. Regan has waited twenty years for Tyler to commit. He once promised her forever, then destroyed her trust and her hopes for a future together. Still, she cannot break the ties between them. Regan is besotted. Tyler’s moment to win Regan is slipping through his fingers. He has remained on the outskirts of Regan’s life, reluctant to reveal his true past and expose her to danger. Despite their obvious attraction, Tyler has remained her friend and protector, keeping Regan at arm’s length for her own safety, When Regan determines to test the waters with Brandon, Tyler is tapped as acting CEO, throwing the pair together for one last chance at love. Can Tyler shake off the thugs threatening to expose his past mistakes? Can he earn Regan’s trust and woo her away from Washington? Battling overwhelming odds and a racing clock, will Tyler be forced to release his one true love to find happiness with another man? How can he when he’s besotted? Join Tyler and Regan as they seek their happily ever after in the conclusion of the steamy, contemporary Beguiling Bachelor romance series. Besotted is a contemporary erotic romantic suspense story. Amazon Buy Link: https://amzn.to/2AiK2MQ
Excerpt from Besotted:
Regan was just too damn alluring in that dress for him to accept that he couldn’t have her if he wanted her. He was an idiot. He should have told her years ago. He should have told everyone. Despite the tongue- lashing he was silently giving himself, Tyler was certainly no fool. “The professor” to his friends, he was generally serious and professional. He had the smarts necessary to obtain both an MBA and a law degree, and he was now CEO of LHRE and on hiatus from one of the fastest growing tech companies in the country. He kept his cool in general, but again and again he behaved like an idiot around Regan. Since that damn frog almost thirty years ago, he had loved no one but Regan. Sometimes they made it work together, like in high school, but most times not. His feelings were unchanged, but something always stopped him from declaring his love and asking her to do the same. This time it was something insurmountable. And yet Tyler couldn’t stay away. He was the proverbial moth to the flame, flirting with disaster every time he flirted with her. He had promised to stay away, to keep her safe,but the attraction was undeniable. Yep, prize idiot. Returning to the ballroom after the latest threats, Tyler briefly considered sharing the conversation, coming clean with Regan and perhaps moving their relationship forward. He was at a fork in the road but remained silent, Tyler knew he was on the wrong path but couldn’t summon the will to fix it. Not only were his problems unsolveable, but she was involved with Brandon. Tyler felt hopeless. He was preoccupied just as Regan accused, but Tyler tried to give Regan the attention she deserved. He failed miserably until Regan suggested they just leave. That got his attention. Who knew when he would hold her in his arms again. “Come dance with me again. It would be a crime to waste that dress.” Encircling Regan in his arms, his body responded to her nearness, even as his mind worried over the earlier texts. He was unaware of his hand stroking her back, fingers lightly skimming over her bare skin. He wasn’t thinking clearly when he pulled her close or when he dropped kisses on her hair. He wasn’t paying attention, just acting on instinct, Regan was responding, her breath growing uneven, her hands clinging to his shoulders.Madison Michael traded 28 years in Fortune 500 tech and management positions for a chance to spend her days with sassy heroines, sexy, rich heroes and nothing but happy endings. Growing up the daughter of a librarian, she learned to love books, especially classics and romances, and spent winters cuddled under blankets losing herself in books. Madison is the author of three novels in the Beguiling Bachelor series, as well as several short stories. She is a member of Romance Writers of America. After living in the northeast, southeast and the west, Maddy returned to her Midwest roots. She lives in Evanston, IL with two feline editorial assistants and great views of Chicago’s famous skyline. Social Links: Website: madisonmichael.net Madison's Blog: madisonmichael.net/category/maddys-blog Maddy's Romance Madness: madisonmichael.net/category/mrm/ Maddy's Tours and Treats: madisonmichael.net/category/tours-and-treats/ Facebook: facebook.com/madisonmichaelromance Twitter: twitter.com/madisonmichael_ Amazon Author Page: amazon.com/Madison-Michael/e/B01EVUGG6G/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1 a Rafflecopter giveaway
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Today I have Jacquie Rogers featured on my blog with her story, A Home For Polly, a art of the Under A Mulberry Moon Anthology. Please welcome Jacquie!
Hi Connie, thanks so much for hosting UNDER A MULBERRY MOON, Western Romance Anthology. All nine authors appreciate your generosity. Today, we're featuring two companion novellas from our western romance anthology. We hope your readers/followers love both stories! A Family for Polly by Jacquie Rogers and A Family for Merry by Caroline Clemmons.
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A family for polly
Polly and Ford have arranged a secret marriage of convenience—she needs to be married to keep her adopted children, and he has to have a wife before his grandfather will deed the ranch to him. This excerpt is when she’s going to her very private wedding.
"Are you ready, Polly?" Elvira called through the door. "Bea’s here!"
Polly was dressed in her finest, but did that mean she was ready? She’d never be ready, but she had to soldier on for the children’s sake. "I’ll be out in a minute."
Polly gave her skirts one last tug, pinned on her bonnet, and checked the mirror to make sure she was presentable, then opened the door.
Bea looked quite pretty in her green Sunday dress."Well, Polly, you certainly got ready in a hurry and you look absolutely ravishing. Ford’s eyes will pop plumb out the sockets when he sees his beautiful bride."
"I don’t know about that, but we’d better get going lest we be late." Polly led the way down the three flights of stairs.
"I sent Steve and Ford to the florist shop," Bea said as they walked down the path that lead to the street. "There won’t be much of a selection but at least you’ll have a bridal bouquet."
"Thanks, flowers are nice—but not really necessary. We’ll be saying our vows in private, signing the papers, and that’s that. No one will know other than Mr. Ecclestone and Ford’s grandfather. Once my children are truly mine, and Ford’s grandfather signs the deed over, then we’ll get an annulment and we’ll both be free to marry whomever we please."
They turned onto Main Street. As they walked in front of the mercantile, Jane Dorchester greeted them.
"Shopping today?" she asked.
"No," Bea said. "Polly’s getting married."
Polly could’ve stuffed her reticule in Bea’s mouth.
Jane put down the tools she’d been arranging and smiled. "Married? Oh my, this is quite sudden." She gazed at Polly’s midriff.
Lavinia Zimmerman, wife of the bank teller, and her son came out of the mercantile, each holding a parcel. "Polly, did I hear right? You’re getting married?"
"How wonderful—congratulations!" Lavinia grabbed her newly adopted son’s hand. "I can hardly wait to tell Dennis. We’ll see you at the church."
"But…" There was no use for Polly to say anything else because Lavinia had already headed down the street toward the bank.
"Looks like you’ll be having a few guests," Bea said.
Polly groaned and picked up the pace. "We have to get to the church before they do. I don’t want Ford thinking I invited half the town to a wedding that unites us in name only."
"Four people isn’t half the town. But then you know how it is in Mockingbird Flats—any excuse for a party."
"We’re not having a party."
As they passed by the fire station, Fiona Bushnell, the fire chief’s wife followed behind them saying, "I was in the florist shop a while ago and heard that you’re getting married so I was on my way to the church. With such short notice, I didn’t have a chance to make you a nice gift, but I ordered some apple turnovers from the bakery to be delivered."
Polly stopped and Bea had to take a few steps back to stay with her. Her throat tightened but she managed to say, "Thank you, Fiona. That was a lovely thing to do."
"Oh, and I invited Jessica. I hope you don’t mind."
Polly certainly did mind but since Polly hadn’t invited Fiona either, she could hardly say that she objected to Fiona inviting her sister-in-law, the town doctor’s wife. "Of course not. That was very neighborly of you."
Jessica Bushnell hailed them with a wave. "I’m so happy for you, Polly!" She held up a basket. "Baby things. I’ve been saving them for our town’s next wedding. First baby can come anytime—the other ones take nine months." She giggled. "We won’t mention how many first babies in this town were premature."
about the author....
Jacquie Rogers, winner of four Will Rogers Gold Medallions, the Laramie Grand Prize, and several other awards, is a country girl at heart. She grew up in Owyhee County, Idaho, where the Old West still lives on. Come to her weekend of living history at Silver City, Idaho! It’s July 20-22, 2018. You can find more information at http://www.jacquierogers.com/silvercityevent.html.
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Under a mulberry moon
Titles of Books – Authors
Millwright's Daughter – Zina Abbott
Worth the Wait – Patricia PacJac Carroll
Ada and the Texas Cavalryman, Brides of Texas Code – Carra Copelin
A Family For Merry – Caroline Clemmons
Comes A Specter – Keta Diablo
The Widow Buys A Groom - P.A. Estelle
Matthew's Freedom – Cissie Patterson
A Family For Polly – Jacqueline Rogers
The Lady Lassoes An Outlaw – Charlene Raddon
a family for merry - caroline clemmons
Calvin, a young boy who saw his Pa killed, is having a discussion with an attorney while his mother, Merry, listens.
Calvin shook his head. “But, that’s not right. Guilty people should go to jail. If they killed someone like a man did my pa, they should hang.”
Merry’s breath caught in her throat.
“You know what an oath is, right?”
“Cussin’ like…,” he leaned forward, “Bad words I ain’t allowed to say no more cause Merry’ll wash my mouth out with soap for sure.”
Merry almost gave herself away by laughing.
Mr. Woolf shook his head. “That’s one kind but not in this case. An oath is like a promise you can never break. Ever. When I became a lawyer, I took an oath to defend each person I represent to the best of my ability. A man never goes back on his word.”
Calvin sat on the floor, a thoughtful look on his face. “So if you knew I murdered someone but I said I didn’t and you were my lawyer, you’d have to try to get me to go free?”
“That’s correct. I’d have to look for ways to prove you were innocent. That’s called the defense. Now the person representing the court would be looking for proof you were guilty. That’s called the prosecution.”
“When I grow up, I’m going to track down the man who killed my pa and I’m going to kill him. I’m asking you now to be my lawyer.”
Merry clutched her throat. Poor Calvin.
Mr. Woolf gestured for the boy to come closer. “Calvin, let me tell you why that’s not a good idea. You’re nine, right? So, maybe for the next nine or ten or eleven years you’ll be thinking about this man and in your insides those thoughts will be festering worse than a sore that won’t heal. You know who that will hurt? Not the man who killed your pa.” He pointed at Calvin. “You’ll be the one damaged by your hate.”
Calvin rested his hands on the desk. “You sayin’ I should let him get away with killin’ my pa?”
“That kind of person never just does one thing wrong. Eventually he’ll get caught and go on trial. You don’t have to do anything unless you know he’s on trial somewhere. Then, you could go and tell the prosecution that the man is guilty of killing your father, but you’d have to have proof. Do you?”
Calvin wiped his eyes on his sleeve. “I seen him. I was eight, but I seen it happen. He woulda killed me, too, but I run away and hid. I took care not to be anywhere he might notice me, but one day them Children’s Protection people picked me up and put me in the orphanage. Then I got put on that train.”
Merry had tears in her eyes as well. Finally she knew Calvin’s problem. She wanted to rush to him and cuddle him in her arms but she knew he would never allow that. She remained still and continued eavesdropping.
Mr. Woolf said, “That must have been frightening. You’re a brave boy to act so fast and get away.”
“Y-You think so? I been worried I shoulda stayed and helped my pa.”
“You couldn’t have helped him if you were killed too. Are you certain your father died?”
“Yeah, he’d yelled before the man stabbed him and a neighbor come running. I hid and watched but I knew he was dead from the way he fell and all the blood on him.”
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I have Sorchia Dubois back on my blog today with Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen. Please help me welcome Sorchia back, and check out her book!
It's launch day!
It’s launch day for Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen—Book 2 in my Gothic/Fantasy trilogy about how a small town fortune teller wreaks havoc in a haunted Scottish castle—and beyond. Voodoo Queen takes Zoraida into the Yucatan jungle in search of a long-lost relative who is supposed to be the only person the witches of Castle Logan fear. (BTW: You can get Zoraida Grey and the Family Stones-Book 1 in the series for 99¢ until August 3 Here!)
Since Zoraida is a fortuneteller, she consults her tarot cards from time to time and knows quite a bit about astrology—among many other things. To celebrate the launch of Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen, I’m pulling cards and talking about characters in the series.
Now, I do a little tarot reading—though I am far from an expert. Had I been born a couple hundred years ago, I guarantee I would have gotten on the wrong end of a bonfire—mainly because I would not have had the sense to shut up and I would not have had the skill to turn the mob into a knot of toads--but I digress.
The Hanged man and pisces the fish
The Hanged Man is a tarot card depicting a chap whose been hung upside down from a cross. He’s associated with the Zodiac sign of Pisces and the planet Neptune, a misty, ethereal world of visions. The Hanged Man is also associated with the Norse god, Odin who hung himself from the World Tree for nine days and was rewarded for his sacrifice by receiving the gift of writing—the Runes. The Hanged Man and Neptune identify with Pisces the Fish.
In the watery, dreamy world of Pisces, gifts and family are important. Usually gentle and dedicated, Pisceans are good friends and are open and creative. Money and material gain take a back seat to spiritual and humanitarian advancement with these creative and thoughtful people. Of course, every sign has its dark side and Pisces is no different.
Neptune is the god of inspiration or psychic receptivity and of spiritual dreams. But one person’s dreams can be another’s nightmare and the line is particularly thin for Pisces. Confusion and addiction and delusion exert a strong influence putting even the most intuitive Piscean in danger of being lured into the depths of delusion and deceit.
The Hanged Man is about willing sacrifice and the rewards that come from such a deed. Pisceans will work toward their goals and are willing to sacrifice time, money, effort to make their dreams come true. It’s when those efforts and sacrifices go unnoticed and unrewarded that the trouble starts. They can become lonely and detached and may turn to the dark side of the Piscean world.
If the list of evil and semi-evil Pisceans looks like an FBI catalogue of Most Wanted, the light side of the sign is a who’s who of wunderkind.
People like Rupert Murdoch, Harvey Weinstein, and Osama bin Laden share the sign of Pisces with John Wayne Gacy, James Earl Ray, Aileen Wuornos, Josef Mengele, and Bugsy Siegel. But innovative figures such as George Washington, Albert Einstein, Steve Jobs, Eric Clapton, Ansel Adams, Steven Tyler, and Michaelangelo, Robert Downey Jr., Bruce Willis, Elizabeth Taylor, and Jackie Chan claim Pisces, too.
In Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen, we meet Jock, an extraordinary creature not even the witchy Logans can explain. Centuries ago, when the Logans came to Black Bridge, Scotland, Jock was already there. On one of his journeys, Jock came across a blue monolith which he brought home to Scotland. He was feeling pretty sorry for himself when he began carving runes on the huge stone. So far as Jock knew, he was the only one of his kind in the world. With no family and no real reason to be alive, he felt like the runes he carved on the stone would be the only things that would mark his existence. The magical carvings may come in handy when Zoraida gets back to Scotland, but that will have to wait for the release of the last book in the series, Zoraida Grey and the Pictish Runes, later this year. Jock’s true date of birth is lost in the long toil of history, but the image of The Hanged Man is his talisman. What sacrifices will he make to secure his legacy?
Pisces birthstones are the Amethyst for those born in February and the Aquamarine for those born in March. Be sure to enter my Witchmageddon Giveaway for a bunch of signed books and a hand-crafted birthstone pendant.
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zoraida grey and the voodoo queen
Magic may save Zoraida’s skin, but what about her heart?
Zoraida Grey needs help. With the witchy Logan clan holding her best friend hostage in a haunted Scottish castle, she can’t trust anyone—certainly not beguiling but dangerous Shea Logan. And Al, her overprotective boyfriend, doesn’t believe in magic.
Only one creature strikes fear in the blackened hearts of the Logan witches. Trouble is Jock disappeared five centuries ago leaving a trail of destruction across the Gulf of Mexico. Now he’s stepped into a steaming pile of Voodoo.
Can Zoraida drag wayward Jock back to Scotland? And what’s she supposed to do with two men who promise completely different futures?
A Scottish wizard, stripped naked and painted blue—a Voodoo priestess bent on immortality—a yacht-load of Caribbean pirates. What can possibly go wrong?
A cold, dead vapor crawls across the walls of the cenote, rustling the branches of the Ceiba trees and obscuring Al’s worried face. The stench of death floats upward. Something stirs in the black pit.
Shea moves closer to my side. “What in the name of Horus is that?”
“That’ll be the bloody vampires. God almighty! I’ll be glad to get back to Scotland where the worst ye have to deal with are the witches.” Jock puffs out an exasperated sigh.
“I thought you were joking about vampires.” My feet freeze to the ground.
“Camazotz is what the Mayans called ‘em. Means Death Bat, if ye want to know.” Jock expels another frustrated burst of air. “I’d love to drink tea and tell ye all about the finer points of battling these wee beasties, but we havenae the time. Mind their fangs and claws.”
About the author...
I always intended to be a writer but life, family, and bills got in the way—Oh, I took some bad advice, too. I taught English for many years but in 2014, I returned to my original plan and published Just Like Gravity, my first full-length novel. Since then, I’ve been working on a Gothic trilogy which will be finished and published in 2018. Now, I live in deepest, darkest Missouri where I plan to write until they haul me away. I like a wee nip of Scotch and will drop everything to attend any Scottish festival I can get to.
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Hello everyone! Please welcome Caroline Clemmons to my blog today. She is sharing an excerpt from her book, A Family For Merry. A Family For Merry is part of an anthology featuring 8 other authors along with Caroline called Under A Mulberry Moon. Let's find out about Caroline's story.
Former orphan train child now grown, Merry Murphy Bird is convinced she can build a successful life operating the boarding house she and her sister purchased. Rescuing three quirky orphans from a current orphan train was irresistible—if not quite legal. Merry is determined to give the children a better life than she and her sister endured in Nebraska. Boarder Lawyer Blake Woolf has come to town to take over the practice of his late uncle. Blake was the eldest of ten children and forced to care for them far too often. Now he wants nothing more to do with children.
A FAMILY FOR MERRY Excerpt:
Outside [the mercantile], they met Mr. Woolfe. “This looks like a fun outing.”
Abigail tugged at his hand. “Know what? We got new clothes and I got a dolly. It’s nicer than the one I had at the orph’nage. Tammie got a bear because they didn’t have a lamb. I got new shoes, two pair so I can save one for church. Do you go to church too?”
He smiled as if he’d understood her rambling. “Yes, I’ll be going to church. Where are you headed now?”
“We’re going to get a treat from someplace called the con… con…” she looked at Merry for help.
“Bea’s Confectionary a couple of doors down.”
Abigail tugged on his hand again. “Why don’t you come with us? Do you like treats?”
He looked poleaxed but recovered. “I think I will. I’m making the rounds to introduce myself to business owners and I haven’t met Bea yet.”
Merry couldn’t have been more surprised. “You need not feel obligated because Abigail invited you. We understand you’re a busy man.”
He sent her an inscrutable glance. “I always have time for a treat.”
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Through a crazy twist of fate, Caroline Clemmons was not born on a Texas ranch. To make up for this tragic error, she writes about handsome cowboys, feisty ranch women, and scheming villains in a small office her family calls her pink cave. She and her Hero live in North Central Texas cowboy country where they ride herd on their rescued cats and dogs. http://www.carolineclemmons.com.
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