A fresh look coming soon!

Two fan favorites will be getting a makeover soon!

Check out this lovely new cover art for Paramour

Paramour-rev15

And this smoking hot new look for Inamorata

Inamorata-rev15-2

Coming soon from Turquoise Morning Press!

Share

Teaser Tuesday – Samantha Ann King

Excerpt from Tempting Meredith

Samantha Ann King

Blaine had just wanted some alone time after spending most of the day campaigning. He’d been walking quietly, a habit formed from years of hunting, when he’d seen them.

Fuck. He didn’t know who was sexier—Charlie or Meredith. But both of them together was a sight that paralyzed him. He told himself that a gentleman would turn his back and leave. Give them the privacy they expected. Well, maybe not expected, since they were out in the middle of God and everybody. But they deserved more from him. His feet weren’t listening. Or if they were, they refused to obey. His cowboy boots remained planted in the leaves and dirt and undergrowth.

Meredith saw him, looked him right in the eyes. He thought she was gonna stop. Instead, she stripped off her jeans. An invitation or his own twisted, wishful thinking?

TemptingMeredithCoverUSA

Buy links

iBooks

Kindle

Google play

Nook

Share

Monday Mayhem – This is me

snoopyhappy

You guys, I have so much to tell you, but none of it is set in stone yet, so I can’t. Let’s just say it’s been another awesome weekend and I am very happy, very blessed, and very tired (but for the best possible reason-too much to write).

I’m too BLAAAAGAH-YIP-YIP-YIP! to put together a coherent post, and for that I apologize.

I promise, I will spill all as soon as I can.

So…how was your weekend?

 

Share

Weekend Writing Warrior – 4/12/15

Here are eight more from  my work in progress, Play Dates. It’s a contemporary romance about a woman whose little niece helps her snag the man of her dreams. Monica is explaining to her sister how she met the hot single dad in the park.

****

Without breaking eye contact, she woke her phone from its electronic slumber and unerringly tapped the button to open the camera app. She held the phone out, but kept her focus locked on her sister even after Melody’s gaze dropped to the screen and she gasped. “Holy cra…crepes,” she corrected at the last second.

“Crepes?”

“Last week, I heard Emma tell some poor kid at tumbling that her somersaults looked like crap, so I have to watch it.” Mel darted a glance at the kitchen door, then lunged for the phone. Cradling it in both hands, she openly ogled the picture Monica had snapped that morning. “This is him for real?”

 

****

That’s all I have for now. Be sure to check out all of the Weekend Writing Warrior posts here.

Happy Sunday!

Share

Fangirl Fridays!

fangirl-fridays-final

Got a crush? It’s okay to spill it here. Fictional boyfriends battling it out for your affections in your dreams? Talk movies, TV shows, books, or even video games. Do tell! Anything goes on Fangirl Fridays!

Share

Teaser Tuesday – Sandy James

My friend, Sandy James, has her hands full. She has three new releases this month, and is in the middle of helping her husband battle cancer. If you will, please share this post so we can help her out by spreading the word about her books!

SciFi bundleDgreen(1)

Sing a Song of the Stars — A collection of eight sci-fi romance novels and novellas.

Spanning the universe, from futuristic Earth to unique alien worlds, these stories combine the realms of science fiction with heartfelt romance and tantalizing sizzle. Adventure, mystery, space exploration, technology, betrayal, and love, these eight stories sing the songs of the stars–igniting the imagination, arousing the spirit, and uplifting the heart.

Farewell Andromeda by Laurie A. Green
The last thing deep space pilot Tiharra Bell needs is another romantic entanglement, and certainly not with the galaxy’s most famous astronomer. But she’s about to be fooled.

Reckless Rescue by Rinelle Grey

He crash-landed on her planet. Can they survive the winter together without falling in love?

The Seeker by Sandy James
The Vymalns have conquered Earth but Kara Michaels refuses to surrender. When Aiodhan Riel is sent to assassinate the Vymaln leader, he crash lands. Will he carry out his mission or fall for the rebellious Kara?

Unbound Instinct by C.E. Kilgore
Vex is unique among his kind. Cris is the last of hers. Freed from slavery, they seek an acceptance of themselves and an understanding of each other.

Alien Encounter: Janaya by Shelley Munro

Janaya is stuck on Earth. And because she neglected to have her travel inoculations in her hurry to protect her aunt from Torgons, she has bonded with an Earthman.

A Matter Of Trust by Greta van der Rol

Surrounded by enemies, it seems the only man prepared to help Princess Amira is the Demon Admiral. But can she trust him?

My Name Is A’yen by Rachel Leigh Smith
A’yen Mesu, a Loks Mé slave, doesn’t believe his homeworld exists. Dr. Farran Hart does. When she finds it, he’ll do anything to protect her. Even if it costs him his heart.

Captured By The Hawk by Aurora Springer
A Space Operetta: Kat steals codes from the Emperor’s Revenge. Captain Black Hawk hides his face under a mask. Will he win her heart before she uncovers his tragic secret?

scifi1greenTILE

Share

Monday Mayhem – I’ll try anything edition

Yesterday, I ate bee pollen.

That’s a sentence I never thought I’d type. Those of you who know me are aware that I’m insanely picky eater. Add in the fact that I’m petrified of bees, and you might get an inkling of why it was so weird for me. But, bee pollen is supposed to be some kind of all-natural super-food. Fodder had a friend who was a long-distance runner who swore by it. We’ve both been trying to be better about exercising lately, and you know I’m a sucker for anything with the word ‘super’ in front of it. The truth is, I’ve been battling seasonal allergies for the past two weeks and am willing to do just about anything to feel better at this point, so yeah…we bought a jar of locally collected bee pollen. I’ve started sprinkling a 1/4 teaspoon full into my morning yogurt.

BeePollen_665

I apologize in advance if I inadvertently start buzzing.

In other news Jamie Fraser and Don Draper are back in my life. I couldn’t be happier. Not that Fodder isn’t enough for me, but… you know. *wink-wink*

tv-series1

Of course, their return takes place in a month when I am already overbooked. I’m doing Camp NaNoWriMo this month, and have set a goal to write 30k words by month’s end. In truth, I hope to find the energy to exceed that. I’d love to complete the first draft of Play Dates within the month. It’s totally do-able. I’m a little over 1/3 in already.

I also started doing a 30-day yoga challenge that I found online.  Suckered my friend Lulu into doing it too, so we’re keeping each other on track.

I’m pleased to report that we have yet to drape any article of clothing on the elliptical machine. This is particularly good news, because we parked that bad boy in the living room. I’ve been slowly but surely building up my endurance. I can now go the entire length of a Gilmore Girls episode (@44 mins) without keeling over. Yay, me!

GG1

So what’s new with you? Eat anything weird lately? Doing any challenges? Is your exercise equipment wearing your clothes?

 

Share

Weekend Writing Warrior – 4/5/15

Here are eight more from  my work in progress, Play Dates. It’s a contemporary romance about a woman whose little niece helps her snag the man of her dreams.

****

“You’re going to have to tell him,” Melody said, fixed her with a disconcerting stare.

Somehow, Monica always managed to underestimate the amount of steel in her free-spirited sister’s spine. Mel seldom showed that side of her personality. She preferred to go through life as if the whole world were populated with rainbow-colored unicorns. Even in the weekly yoga class they took together, Melody soaked up the plinky new age music and threw herself into the deep breathing exercises and Oms. Monica usually spent most of the relaxation portion of the class figuring out subtle ways to throw a few Pilates moves in to save herself the time of taking another class. It was hard to believe that a woman clad in faded yoga pants, a tie-dyed Peace Frogs T-shirt, and a pair of fuzzy socks she claimed were infused with shea butter or aloe or some such nonsense, kept that stare stashed in her arsenal.

“Can I wait until after?”

****

That’s all I have for now. Be sure to check out all of the Weekend Writing Warrior posts here.

Happy Sunday!

Share