Six Sentence Sunday – 12/2/12

This week, I’ll be sharing six sentences from the November installment of my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series.

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.
Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

Watch for the HOT NIGHTS IN ST. BLAISE series coming in 2013 from Turquoise Morning Press!

Nabbing Mr. November

The doctor becomes the patient when a turkey hunt gone bad lands Luke Langston in St. Blaise’s overrun emergency room with a keister full of birdshot and at the mercy of intern Elena Mendes. Aside from the obvious Dick Cheney jokes, he has to endure the abject humiliation of having a woman he never got round to calling pluck bits of lead from his ass.

Elena can’t wait to pull the last shard of shot from Luke Langston’s magnificent ass. The minute she’s done, she is going to strip off her gloves, march into the waiting room, and shake his assailant’s hand. Hell, she may even tongue kiss the guy. It’s about time Dr. Iceman is taken down a notch. Or twenty.

Elena can’t resist the sparks that fly each time she and Luke butt heads, but she can’t help but wonder: How much heat will it take to melt the ice-man’s heart?

Six sentences from Nabbing Mr. November

“What happens if I open the closet?”

“All hell breaks loose.”

Chuckling, he approached the bed and dropped her onto the crazy quilt. Her startled laugh faded into a hum of approval when he planted one knee on the edge of the mattress and followed her down. “I don’t think I’m going to make it ‘till dinner,” he whispered. “I may need an appetizer to hold me over.”

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Six Sentence Sunday and a celebration!

Yesterday, I typed ‘The End’ on the first draft of my December Hot Nights in St. Blaise novella (coming Nov 2013) and I’m so giddy I can’t see straight! Here are the official stats for this series as of today:

12 novellas written over a period of 10 months and 16 days. That’s 12 hot heroes, 12 feisty heroines, and 12 steamy love stories(emphasis on the love and the story, but with enough steam to keep things interesting) in over 284,000 words.

I thought I’d celebrate by sharing a snippet from October AND giving away an advanced read copy (ARC) of book #1 – Jumping Mr. January.

All you have to do is comment on today’s post by midnight, and I’ll pick a winner on Monday 11/26. Sound good?

Here we go!

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.

Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

Watch for the HOT NIGHTS IN ST. BLAISE series coming in 2013 from Turquoise Morning Press!

Here are six sentences from Ogling Miss October:

He needed to grab his tiny tyrant of a daughter and beat a path for home before he did something irrevocably stupid.

Turning back to Susie he mumbled, “I’ve gotta get you into bed.”

Her eyes flared with amusement, and Warren’s soul died the first of a thousand slow, painful deaths as the realization that he’d said something stupid instead sank in.

“Wow.” Susie beamed at him, obviously delighted by his complete and utter mortification. “Most guys would buy a girl a corndog first.”

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Six Sentence Sunday – 11/18/12

**The winner of last week’s contest is Joanne Stewart! Congratulations, Joanne, and thank you all for your comments. More fun to come as we get closer to release week. In the meantime, back to St. Blaise!**

This week, I’ll be sharing six sentences from the September installment of my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series.

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.

Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

Watch for the HOT NIGHTS IN ST. BLAISE series coming in 2013 from Turquoise Morning Press!

Here are six sentences from Seducing Mr. September:

“You were avoiding me?”

His hand slipped up her arm, his palm molding to the curve of her shoulder before sliding up the column of her neck. “I was trying to avoid disaster, but then you walked into my store and made that impossible.”

“You’re calling me a disaster?”

His nod came slow, but there was no way he could deny the havoc this attraction would wreak in the nice, quiet life he’d found for himself in St. Blaise. “You’re the most beautiful disaster I’ve ever seen.”

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Six Sentence Sunday – 11/11/12 + CONTEST!!!

This week, I’ll be sharing six sentences from the August installment of my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series. But I’ll also be giving away a digital ARC of the first installment, Jumping Mr. January to one lucky visitor, so be sure to leave a comment with your email address!

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.

Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

Watch for the HOT NIGHTS IN ST. BLAISE series coming in 2013 from Turquoise Morning Press!

Here are six sentences from August Awakening:

“But I can’t help but think maybe we might be good for each other, too,” he said quietly. “I need to be in control to survive.” He trailed his fingertips over the curve of her jaw to the hollow of her collarbone. “You need someone to take the weight off your shoulders.” His body tensed, ready to spring the moment she gave over to the possibility. “If you give your worries to me, I’ll give you what you need, Jenny. I swear I’ll set you free.”

Be sure to comment below for your chance to win Jumping Mr. January – coming in January 2013 from Turquoise Morning Press. Contest will close at 11:59PM Saturday, November 17, 2012.

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Six Sentence Sunday – 11/4/12

This week, I’ll be sharing six sentences from the July installment of my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series.

Welcome to St. Blaise, Missouri: Home of The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center

When the St. Blaise Regional Medical Center Board of Directors hired hometown girl, Beth Watkins, to jump start their public relations, they never imagined she’d be stripping their most prominent doctors, nurses, and support staff down to their birthday suits in order to beef up the hospital’s bank account.

Six men and six women were chosen to represent the best and brightest of this little town nestled in the heart of the Mark Twain National Forest. They also happened to be the hottest tickets in town. Soon the fundraising calendar is spiking temperatures throughout the Show Me state, and the men and women of St. Blaise are setting their small-town nights on fire.

Watch for the HOT NIGHTS IN ST. BLAISE series coming in 2013 from Turquoise Morning Press!

Here are six sentences from Roman Candles:

“Jesus, you taste incredible.”

He kissed her again, hard and possessive. For a second she wondered if there might be steam coming out her ears. His tongue demanded her response and his hands ran rampant all over her. The urge to surrender to him, body, heart, and soul was a physical ache. Need knotted in her throat, burning like a coal and eating up the oxygen in her lungs.

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Six Sentence Sunday – 10/7/12

My story, Portrait of Passion, is a part of Passionate Exhibitions anthology AVAILABLE NOW at your favorite retailers! Check it out:

Museums. Places of grandeur and mystery, hidden corners and secrets. Walk the halls of any museum and find a past life in a necklace, an alternate reality in a painting, a terrible curse from a statue, or your wildest fantasies come to life. From the distant past to the far-flung future, these stories will titillate and tantalize. Welcome to the Passionate Exhibition.

Here are my Sunday Six from Portrait of Passion:

The flashlight slipped from his grip and crashed to the scarred tile floor. Oblivious, he curled his fingers into fists to keep from reaching for her.

“Come in.” She cocked her head and crooked a finger, coaxing him into the room like a reluctant stray. Her eyes lit with laughter before her lips curved into a smile and he knew without a doubt that somehow she was reading his mind.

Confused, amused, a tad irked, and more than a little horny, he tore his gaze from her in a desperate attempt to gather his wits.

Want to discover new authors? Check out all of the Six Sentence Sunday participants! There’s a fresh crop of goodness each week!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 9/30/12

My story, Portrait of Passion, will be a part of Passionate Exhibitions anthology coming the week of October 8th from Turquoise Morning Press! Check it out:

Museums. Places of grandeur and mystery, hidden corners and secrets. Walk the halls of any museum and find a past life in a necklace, an alternate reality in a painting, a terrible curse from a statue, or your wildest fantasies come to life. From the distant past to the far-flung future, these stories will titillate and tantalize. Welcome to the Passionate Exhibition.

Here are my Sunday Six from Portrait of Passion:

Alarm bells clamored in his head the moment recognition clicked. Kelsy Tecato. Artist in Residence. Painter of hard-on-inducing nudes. Live and in person, standing in the Templeton Museum after hours as if she owned the place.

And naked as the day she was born.

Want to discover new authors? Check out all of the Six Sentence Sunday participants! There’s a fresh crop of goodness each week!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 9/23/12

Today’s selection comes from the upcoming Hot Nights in St. Blaise series. Here’s the blurb for Bustin’ Out All Over:

Terri Ecklund wishes she’d never agreed to be Miss June. As billing manager for SBRMC, she could appreciate that the damn thing had raised a healthy amount of money to fund hospital improvements, but it also cost her big. She could deal with the sly snickers, crude jokes about her ‘assets’, and the perfect strangers whistling ‘June is Busting Out All Over’, but her boyfriend couldn’t.

When the pro-fisherman she hooked long ago cuts bait and takes the contents of their joint bank account with him, Terri scrambles to patch the pieces of her life back together but not before tearing a strip off the smarty-pants internet genius who set the The Men and Women of St. Blaise Regional Medical Center up to go viral.

Internet millionaire and St. Blaise native Quent Halliday nearly swallowed his tongue when Terri Ecklund, St. Blaise, Missouri’s god-given rebuttal to Pamela Anderson’s plastic surgeon, stormed into his St. Louis office spitting nails over the loss of her almost-fiancé.

Drawn to the sparks flying from her eyes and the lure of her bountiful curves, clever Quent knows the opportunity of a lifetime when he sees it. Without hesitation he drops everything to chase after the girl of his fantasies, and when he catches her, they’re both shocked to discover he may just be the man of her dreams.

Six Sentences from Bustin’ Out All Over:

She hauled off and did a little marking of her own when the palm of her hand connected with his gorgeous ass with a ringing slap.

His groan came out tangled up with a startled laugh. “Yes, please.”

“Never in my life have I ever met a guy I want to hit as much as I want to hit you, Quentin Halliday.”

He flashed a cocky grin as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed. “Never in my life have I ever liked kissing a girl as much as I like kissing you,” he called over his shoulder as he strolled toward the bathroom.

Want to discover new authors? Check out all of the Six Sentence Sunday participants! There’s a fresh crop of goodness each week!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 9/16/12

Today’s selection comes from the upcoming Hot Nights in St. Blaise series. Here’s the blurb for Mr. Mayhem:

Lab tech Melanie Curtis claims Dr. Marc Mayhew’s shy smile won her vote for Mr. May, but the fact is, she’s been aching to get a taste of the delicious Pathologist’s mochachino skin since the moment she set eyes on him.

Quiet and reserved, Marc was happy to take refuge in his research until she walked into his lab. He tried to ignore the attraction that sparked and sizzled each time she drew near, all too aware of the strict edicts issued by the hospital’s Human Resources department, but he couldn’t deny that he wouldn’t mind subjugating himself to his bossy little subordinate. Over and over again.

The only variable he couldn’t predict was how far Melanie was willing to go to get the results she expected. When she tests his mettle, Marc finds he’s more than willing to risk everything on a case of chemistry run amok if it means he can claim her as his. For keeps.

Six Sentences from Mr. Mayhem:

“You don’t get to call all the shots.” His voice came low and soft, wrapping around her ankles like wisps of smoke. Staring into his ebony eyes, it was impossible to pretend she didn’t know exactly what he meant. “I don’t mind you callin’ some of them.” His drawl deepened, flowing thick and rich as molasses over the rough edges of a raspy laugh. “As a matter of fact, I like a woman with a take-charge attitude.”

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Six Sentence Sunday – 9/9/12

Today’s selection comes from the upcoming Hot Nights in St. Blaise series. Here’s the blurb for Always Miss April:

The tender feelings Sheriff Delavan Cormack has for his lifelong best friend, Marilyn Dumbrowski, are the worst kept secret in a tiny town where everyone knows everyone else’s business.

When Marilyn’s teenage son starts acting out, Del uses his badge and their friendship to force the marriage he has wanted for too damn long. What Del didn’t know was the cool, competent ER nurse and hardworking single mom has been keeping a secret that has her burning red hot day and night.

With everything he dreamed of having in the palm of his hand and so much more than he bargained for happening in the bedroom, Del is faced with figuring out exactly how far he’s willing and able to go when he discovers that the power of his love may not be enough to satisfy the woman he adores.

Six Sentences from Always Miss April:

“I can’t believe you’re asking me to do this.”

“I’m not asking, I’m telling.” The correction was laced with the confidence of a man who was used to having his authority obeyed without question. “Get it. Use it. I’m going to hear you come, Marilyn, and when you get home, I’m going to demand an instant replay.”

 

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