Thursday, May 29, 2014
Honking Matters!!
A number of weeks ago, when I set my car alarm, my lights blinked but the horn didn't sound. I checked to make sure the doors were locked then didn't think much more about it.
Driving into work (at 6:30 a.m.) a few days later, the car in the lane on my left began swerving as if their drunk had just kicked in. In order to punctuate my swearing and yelling, I slammed my palm onto my horn. Guess what? Nothing happened.
I have to go to different locations during my day job and running quick, very local errands is an important part of most of my days.
All of a sudden, now I'm living a video game! Never before have I experienced such a plethora of scary-bad driving scenarios which require the blasting of my horn - person in front of me deciding to make a left turn from our right lane, guy peeling out of a parking spot when I'm directly behind him, and multiple drivers running the red light on the newly timed signal by my neighborhood.
My hubby works in the car industry. This is both a blessing and a curse. :)
When I reported my horn situation to him, of course he said he'd fix it. Much like how the doctor's kid is always the sickest one in school, two weeks passed before he attempted to address my issue.
Even after almost 28 years of marriage, I broke a golden rule: don't question hubby's expertise when he's working on my car! It led to a multiple hour argument and my car not being fixed.
More driving and more near death (exaggeration) incidents occurred. I stopped into our local repair station and they expounded on the expense for them to diagnose, let alone fix my problem. I reported it to hubby.
He and I have long since gotten over our fight and he of course says he'll be the one to fix my car.
As of yesterday, he offered to buy me an air horn to blast out my car window....
I so love my man!!!!
EXCITING NEWS:
On Friday May 30th, Cris Anson's Redemption and Glory releases!! Visit her blog to find out more about this book and the series!
www.crisansonspassions.blogspot.com
Enjoy a lovely weekend~
Tessie
www.tessiebradford.com
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Editing New Work
I'm editing new work tonight and just exhausted, so I have to skip today's blog. But I will ask a favor of anyone who drops by. Does anyone know the name of this cover model? If so please leave it in the comment box. I'd love to know his name.
Also, take a good look and tell me if you think it's possible these two photos are the same man?
Thank you! Have a wonderful week.
XXOO Kat
Labels:
Fated Desires,
Forsaken Realms,
Katalina Leon
Saturday, May 24, 2014
I love it when it rains...
I can write better when it's raining...
The soft patter of rain on the roof makes it less stressful for me. I love going to stand at the door to take a deep breath of the moist earth and the clean, rain-washed air. It makes me want to create something.
It revs up the imagination and adds something to my ability to write...not sure why...but it does.
Is there something that works magic for you? Thunder? Lightning? A fabulous sunset...or sunrise? The sound of early morning birds waking to the new day?
The purr of a large, fluffy cat sitting next to the keyboard? The wet cold nose of a puppy nudging you? The sound of a symphony in the background? The smell of morning coffee dripping into a pot?
The sound of pan pipes wafting through the air?
Tell me some of the things that make you feel like writing...or reading...
Hugs,
Fran Lee
Friday, May 23, 2014
Cover Reveal and Excerpt for Nikki Lynn Barrett's "The Key To My Heart"
Harmony's Echo, Texas is a small town being put on the map. It all started with Baby Stetson when Avery Callimer finally gets the answers she's longed for and finds the courage to chase her dreams.
Then, in The Melody In My Head, a woman on the run finds her place in this tiny map dot of a town. Lead guitarist Jameson finally has to face his past and has a chance at love....
Coming in July 2014, readers will learn about Blaine Grant, Jameson's sister. You met her in The Melody In My Head, where there's a glimpse of something going on between Blaine and Baby Stetson's keyboard player, Randy.
Now their story is almost here. And today, we're revealing the cover for The Key To My Heart. Are you ready?
One dream fails, a passion burnt out...
Blaine Grant hightailed it out of Harmony's Echo a year out of high school to find herself. Finding a passion didn't come as easily to her as it did for others around her. Now, Blaine has come home for good with mistakes she'd like to forget, but the past doesn't want to forget her. Everyone thought she'd been selfish to not come back when she was needed the most, but Blaine never let anyone know the emotional hell she went through.
Another dream is just beginning to see the light...
Randy Hughes has always been the shy nice guy. He's the glue that holds his family together. He's the one who takes everyone in when they need it, and he's the one whose own dreams are ignored. Now that big things are happening for the Baby Stetson band, Randy has to decide how to handle his family when his dreams are on the line...
A friendship is changing.
One spur of the moment, impulsive move leads Randy and Blaine into a dire situation that may bring them together, or pull them apart, just when he's finally able to gather the courage to tell Blaine how he's felt about her all these years...
Blaine Grant hightailed it out of Harmony's Echo a year out of high school to find herself. Finding a passion didn't come as easily to her as it did for others around her. Now, Blaine has come home for good with mistakes she'd like to forget, but the past doesn't want to forget her. Everyone thought she'd been selfish to not come back when she was needed the most, but Blaine never let anyone know the emotional hell she went through.
Another dream is just beginning to see the light...
Randy Hughes has always been the shy nice guy. He's the glue that holds his family together. He's the one who takes everyone in when they need it, and he's the one whose own dreams are ignored. Now that big things are happening for the Baby Stetson band, Randy has to decide how to handle his family when his dreams are on the line...
A friendship is changing.
One spur of the moment, impulsive move leads Randy and Blaine into a dire situation that may bring them together, or pull them apart, just when he's finally able to gather the courage to tell Blaine how he's felt about her all these years...
Excerpt:
“What was your dream?”
“To-” Hell, what was her dream? To dance? To teach dance? Things just fell into place without much thought back then, but was it really a dream, or was it her accepting life the way it was? “There you go again with those questions!”
Randy squeezed her hand before he turned on his side to face her. “ At least you're not trapped way up high on a carnival ride.” he laughed.
“No, but I'm out in the middle of nowhere in the back of your truck. That's just as scary.”
“Scary, huh?” He leaned closer, his grin widening. “Like boogeyman scary?”
Blaine rolled her eyes. “First off, there is no boogeyman. Second, I wouldn't be afraid of him if there was.”
“You mean, you haven't heard the story of the boogeyman living out here by the creek?”
“Nice try, Randy. I'm not one of those wimpy teenage girls you try to scare so badly that they cling to you and end up doing things.”
He leaned up over her. “Didn't think you were, but now that you mention it...”
She socked him playfully. “You don't have to try to scare me to get a kiss, you know.”
“Really? So, you'd kiss me without the boogeyman scare tactic?”
Pretending to think about it, Blaine closed her eyes. “Hmm.”
“You're a brat, Hollywood.”
“Ugh, don't call me that.”
Randy wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Shut me up then.”
“I'll shut you up by tossing your annoying ass in the water!”
“Ooooh. Idle threats.” That didn't stop Randy from bolting up and off the truck bed. Blaine ran after him.
“What got into you all of a sudden? You've never been this bold!”
“Maybe I'm infected by Blaine-Grant-word-vomit-itis.”
“I'm not that bad, am I?” Oh hell, she didn't want an answer to that. She caught up to Randy, who'd run behind a tree.
“You have your moments, but they crack me up.” Randy said, peeking his head out from behind the tree.
Revisit the characters you've come to know in small town Harmony's Echo, as more changes settle upon them.
Goodreads link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18483993-the-key-to-my-heart
Author Bio: Nikki Lynn Barrett lives in Arizona with her husband and son. She's an avid reader, a dreamer, and loves everything about books. She runs a book blog, an online used bookstore, and writes various genres of romance. Nikki can also be found outside with her camera when a storm is near, snapping photo after photo. Her dreams of becoming a writer started when she was young, when she started writing books in one subject notebooks by the fifth grade.
Other Books by Nikki Lynn Barrett
The “Love and Music in Texas” Books
Baby Stetson
The Melody In My Head.
The “Secret Santa” books
The Secret Santa Wishing Well
On the 12th Date of Christmas
The Masterpiece Trilogy
A Masterpiece Of Our Love
Stalker Links:
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/NikkiLynnBarrettauthor?ref=br_tf
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Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Introducing Cara Bristol's Spanking New Sci-fi Romance "Terran"!
My guest today is the best selling author Cara Bristol. If you haven't met Cara yet you are in for a treat! Her books are super hot, full of heart and feature a lot of spicy spanking.
Terran:
When aliens take control…
By
Cara Bristol
Sometimes
what I know about the books I write isn’t as significant as what my characters
do on their own.
When
I conceived the idea Terran, the second book in the Breeder sci-fi romance, I already
had the heroine and hero picked out. I’d introduced them in the first book:
Tara Diehl, a pink-haired vendor in the Terran Bazaar of the Parseon Market,
and Marlix, a pseudo villain who hates the Earth people and wishes they’d all return
to their planet.
But
I knew that Marlix wasn’t the bad guy he’s believed him to be.
I
knew that the alien Parseon society needed to progress toward the grand finale
I have in mind in book three (Warrior).
I
knew that Tara would be injured and would convalesce at Marlix’s underground
bunker home. (This would be a major plot point that would allow the hero and
heroine to draw closer together.)
What
I didn’t know was how to get Tara to
Marlix’s domicile. By what means would a lowly female Terran vendor end up at
the home of one of five ruling Alphas? This would be like grocery store checker being
installed in the Lincoln bedroom of the White House.
In
typical pantser-fashion, I decided to wing it and started writing the book
without having this tiny detail settled. I set up the meeting between Marlix
and Tara. She sells bullet-proof material. He wants it for uniforms to protect
his personal guard force, but he loathes having to deal with a Terran—particularly
a female one.
But
when he meets Tara, to his surprise, he’s attracted to her. He finds her
amusing.
And
then stuff happens (you’ll have to read the book to find out what). Tara is
injured.
And Marlix kidnaps her!
I
had no idea he was going to do that. I should have. It makes perfect sense.
He’s an Alpha Commander with a strong sense of entitlement. As he tells Tara,
“I win. Always.” When he sees what he wants, he takes it.
And
that’s how Terran become a capture
romance.
Maybe
I should have given Marlix co-author credit.
Terran
blurb
After fleeing loneliness and heartache on
Terra, Tara Diehl has adjusted to male-dominated Parseon better than most
vendors--until she is kidnapped by Alpha Marlix, one of the five rulers of the
planet. At first she’s terrified of her tall, muscled abductor, especially when
he doesn’t hesitate to quell her struggle for freedom with a little corporal
discipline. After all her methods and ploys to escape fail, she decides to
seduce her way to freedom.
But out of seduction and subterfuge grow a true intimacy that cause Marlix and Tara to take action that drives Parseon to the brink of civil war, and threatens not only their relationship, but also their lives.
Terran, the second book in the Breeder sci-fi series, is a “capture” romance involving a domineering but hunky alien, and a female with a bad dye job and an even worse attitude.
But out of seduction and subterfuge grow a true intimacy that cause Marlix and Tara to take action that drives Parseon to the brink of civil war, and threatens not only their relationship, but also their lives.
Terran, the second book in the Breeder sci-fi series, is a “capture” romance involving a domineering but hunky alien, and a female with a bad dye job and an even worse attitude.
Terran Excerpt
If
people gawked, she did not notice. Panic blinded Tara to all but instinct as
she tore through the Bazaar. Suck it up.
Suck it up. Sobs of relief convulsed in her throat when her feet found
their way to her shop. Perched on a counter stool eating lunch, Ramon leaped to
his feet as she stumbled in.
“My
God, Tara! What the hell happened?” He grabbed a bolt of flannel off its stand
and threw it around her, then hugged her to his chest.
Unable
to stop crying, she heaved and shuddered as Ramon rocked her and swore under
his breath.
“I
th-thought it w-would be o-o-okay. I only went out-outside to check.”
Ramon
stiffened.
“They
grabbed me,” she sobbed.
“They?”
“Th-three
males.”
“Fuck,”
he swore, his voice laden with concern. He did not need to say I-told-you-so to
remind Tara how foolish she’d been. “We need to call Security. The Terran
Embassy.”
She
shook her head. “No.” The Terrans held little authority and couldn’t do
anything. Parseon Security did have power but would do nothing. Nor could she
endure an interrogation by males cut from the same cloth as her attackers.
Parseon did not consider sexual assault a crime but rather a sport, which was
why the treaty attempted to protect its female vendors by insisting they travel
with an escort. By venturing into the Market alone, she had disobeyed the rules
intended to protect her.
“Yes.
My God, Tara, you were attacked.” He dropped his voice to a hoarse whisper.
“Did they rape you?”
“No,”
she lied. She squeezed her eyes shut against Ramon’s shoulder. She’d been
pinned to the ground. They had sodomized her with their fingers—they just
hadn’t gotten around to the rest of it, because the Commander had intervened.
She recalled his growl, his shadow. The boot on her back had lifted, and her
attacker had flown through the air. She’d heard a thud and a snap, and then
the pounding of feet as the other two attackers had scrambled away.
Only
Alpha remained. Though he’d saved her, the rage and intent to harm that
enlarged his already huge body had terrified her, and she’d fled, as much from
him as the attack.
“You’re
bleeding,” Ramon said, and she became aware of searing pain in her legs, back, and
chest. They’d cut her when they had sliced at her clothing and had pummeled her
with their fists and feet. “You need medical attention. I’m calling Security.”
“No!”
came a gravelly shout.
Ramon
started, but Tara did not. Hadn’t she known all along he would follow her?
“I
will handle this.” There was no mistaking the threat in the gaze the Alpha cast
upon Ramon. “Leave us.”
A
brave Ramon shook his head. “No, I’m staying.”
Aggression
shimmered off the Commander in waves. Ramon was wiry but little match for most
men on Terra, let alone an Alpha. She had little doubt how he would fare in a
confrontation. Again, she pictured her attacker sailing through the air as if
the Commander had thrown a stuffed toy and not a live adult male.
She
opened her mouth to reassure her shop mate she would be okay, but before she
could speak, the Commander yanked her out of Ramon’s protective embrace and
slung her over his shoulder. The Alpha stalked out of her shop into the Bazaar.
She
could hear Ramon yelling.
Shock
and fear paralyzed her. Hard sinew and bone shifted beneath her abdomen as the
Commander carried her as if her weight posed no burden. She stared at the
moving ground. His arm across her thighs immobilized her legs. The flannel with
which Ramon had covered her trussed her arms. Tara found her voice. “Let me go!
Where are you taking me?” Had he saved her only to rape her himself? Along with
amusement and derision, there’d been lust in his eyes during their fabric
transaction.
The
Commander ignored her.
Tara
worked her arms free of the flannel and punched at his legs. “Put me down,
now!”
He
growled and struck her ass hard three times.
She
hit him again.
He
retaliated.
For every blow she landed against him, he
tripled with his own.
“Help!
Somebody, please help,” she screamed, knowing it was in vain. Not a single
person had come to her rescue during the attack by the betas, and no one would
oppose an Alpha. Parseons would not, and though shock registered on the faces
of her fellow vendors, the Commander moved too swiftly for them to do
anything—if they had dared. Her fear rising, Tara began to cry.
Before
she knew it, they had exited the Bazaar, left the Market, and boarded the sky
tram.
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Monday, May 19, 2014
SEALs GOING HOT TWITTER Party March 20 at 7 Central! Be there!
Get ready for Seals Going Hot TW party May 20, Tuesday night, at 7 Central
Sign up instructions to come!
GIFTS, FREE BOOKS to those who attend!
YES! Great fun with me, Cerise DeLand, and my 3 pals who have developed this series: Desiree Holt whose book, Ride the Mustang is already out, Samantha Cayto whose book Catching Eagle's Eye comes in July and Brenna Zinn's Touched by Midas out in August!
My book is BURNING FOR NERO, out June 13. What's the fun?
Sign up instructions to come!
GIFTS, FREE BOOKS to those who attend!
YES! Great fun with me, Cerise DeLand, and my 3 pals who have developed this series: Desiree Holt whose book, Ride the Mustang is already out, Samantha Cayto whose book Catching Eagle's Eye comes in July and Brenna Zinn's Touched by Midas out in August!
My book is BURNING FOR NERO, out June 13. What's the fun?
On leave due to an injury, Navy SEAL
Tony Nero heads home for a little R&R and some Fourth of July fun. When his
buddy’s widow Cass Phillips picks him up at the air station, Tony figures he’s
in for a sexually frustrating few days. He’s had the hots for the blonde siren
for years, but his best friend won her heart first. Even though Ray’s been gone
more than a year, Tony bets Cass isn’t interested in any man. Not him. And
especially not another SEAL.
Cass has a bone to pick with longtime
friend, Tony. After her husband died, he was the closest thing her little boy
had to a father figure. His visits stopped abruptly and her son doesn't
understand why. Neither does she. She's also unable to quench her growing need
for the tough and tender man. She's already loved and lost one SEAL, but that
doesn't stop her from burning for Nero.
Labels:
Erotic romance,
erotica,
military,
SEALs,
SEALs Going Hot series,
series
Friday, May 16, 2014
Cover Reveal and first Taste of Ella Grey's "Guarding Mari"
I have a special guest today! Fellow
Decadent Publishing author Ella Grey has a new release on the horizon. Here's a
sneak peek at Guarding Mari. The second book in her Black Paw
Pack series.
A killer is on the
hunt for Mari, the doctor to the Black Paw Pack. It will take the combined
efforts of Mari and her mate, a man she hasn’t seen in three years to keep her
safe.
Guarding
Mari
Three
years is a long time to be away from your mate.
Mari
has been living half a life.
A
doctor before she was infected with the werewolf virus, Mari is now the target
of a deranged serial killer. The night held one bright moment, she met Daniel
Greyborn, the other half of her soul.
Daniel
wants a life time with his mate.
He
made a difficult decision when he left Mari with the Black Paw Pack. When he
finds a body on his compound he knows that Ryback is back and it’s time to
finish what happened three years ago.
But
are they about to underestimate a killer?
SNIPPET
Mari smiled at him. “Hello
Daniel.” She sat up and pulled off her shirt and bra. He darted forward
catching her nipple between his teeth. Her fingers were in his hair as her back
arched pushing it into his mouth before Daniel was pushed away. The change
between human and wolf was seamless. Her fur was a dusky gold and the most
beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Mari jumped off the table. She glanced over her
shoulder. Her eyes were full of mischief. Daniel stripped out of the rest of
his clothes. Her challenge was clear.
Catch me if you can, Greyborn.
So has this sneak peek
caught your interest? If you haven't already, check out the first book in the
series, Saving
Kat.
Saving
Kat (Black Paw Pack, Book 1)
Adam
Reece, Alpha of The Black Paw Pack, follows all the rules but he can’t resist
teasing Katherine Moon. Pack law frowns on wolves and witches mating so the
resident Earth Witch has become his friend and confidant, nothing more.
Life
is good. Kat’s blessed by the Goddess who connects her to the earth and the
wolf pack she watches over, even the Alpha who only seems happy when he’s
pestering her. But she wants more—namely the forbidden attention of a certain
steadfast Alpha with a boyish grin. Too bad crossing that line isn’t an option.
When
a tragic accident threatens to steal her from him forever, Adam must make the
hard decision—save Kat or lose her forever, even if she never forgives him.
BookStrand | ARe | Amazon
ABOUT
ELLA GREY
Ella
Grey likes to tell stories which feature very human characters, even if those
characters sprout fur or can conjure fire with a click of their fingers. Ella
has been writing for over a decade and has been published for the last two
years.
She
currently lives in the UK with her son, partner and cat. She rarely sleeps and
can often be found with a cup of coffee in one hand and her other hand on the
keyboard.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
"Timelost Lover" New Emerald Isles Fantasies book from Susanna Stone!
Great news, today marks the release of
another fantastic Emerald Isles Fantasies book! My guest today is the lovely
Susanna Stone. Susanna is a sweet friend and co-creator of Ellora’s Cave “Emerald
Isles Fantasies” book series. I know you’ll love her charming contribution to
this beautiful series “Timelost Lover”.
Thanks Kat for having me as a guest
blogger today at Seven Sexy Scribes.
It's been a lot of fun working with you
and all the other Ladies of Tullamore, coming up with a whole variety of
paranormal events at the historic Castle Tullamore. All the rest of you
have produced wonderful characters and supernatural beings. Now it's my
turn to join the party with Timelost Lover.
My heroine, Tannis Romilly, is visiting
the Castle Tullamore Hotel, when she takes the old elevator to the attic,
looking for the abandoned studio of a famous Irish painter, Brendan Pearse, who
lived and worked there over 100 years ago. She can't believe what's
happening when she find the studio is still in use, and Brendan is alive and
well and in need of the perfect model for his Irish Freedom paintings.
And he knows the moment he sees her that she's the one.
I had a lot of fun imagining the time
travel elements of this story, and how they react to each other, especially as
lovers, coming as they do from total different worlds. I especially
enjoyed using the elevator, which was built in an ancient time portal. At
first it works in their favour, and then things go awry, and Tannis finds
herself at the mercy of the whims of Castle Tullamore.
I think we all had fun with our
adventures at Castle Tullamore, and I hope those readers who enjoyed the other
books will enjoy this latest adventure.
Blurb: Timelost Lover
Part of the Emerald Isle Fantasies
series
When
Tannis first sees an iconic painting by Irish nationalist artist Brendan
Pearse, she’s stunned that the naked woman in the picture looks exactly like
her, even down to the intricate Celtic tattoo on her breast. Seeking answers,
she travels to Castle Tullamore, an ancient Irish stronghold steeped in magic,
where the artist lived and worked a hundred years ago. Inexplicably, she is
whisked back in time and meets him face to face.
Brendan
doesn’t know what to make of this otherworldly woman who seems to have come out
of nowhere to be his model. But he knows she’s exactly the woman he needs for
his Irish Freedom trilogy. At the risk of endangering his master work, and
against all his own rules, he knows he can never hope to capture her essence on
canvas without first possessing her body in the flesh.
But their time together will be
heart-breakingly brief, because Tannis knows Brendan died tragically young, and
there’s nothing she can do to change history.
A Romantica® time travel erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Excerpt from Timelost
Lover
The
old detachment of modeling came back to her with ease, reminding her of the
days she’d been comfortable standing naked in front of a dozen or more
students, some working with a life model for the first time. She smiled at the
memory of the first-year men in particular, scarcely more than boys, studiously
avoiding her eyes—even more her private parts—pretending to be blasé about it
all. Then actually achieving that nonchalance.
And
here, now—though when was now?—she
stood posing for one of Ireland’s greatest artists. Who would believe it? Well,
no one, of course, because one part of her mind still held a modicum of
disbelief, no matter how much her senses told her it was happening. The
legendary Brendan Pearse using her
for his classic work. His eye assessing everything he saw and transmitting the
image to his hand to create the marks that represented her lines and highlights
and shadows.
He
was clearly lost in that element of creation, no more aware of her as a woman
than she was of—
He
looked up at the very moment her eyes were resting on his face.
And
everything shifted for her.
They
held each other’s look for a million nanoseconds. His hand stopped for perhaps
two beats of the heart, and then he resumed his work with no obvious change in
pace or demeanor.
Tannis,
however, had felt the swing of her own feelings from inward to outward, right
to left, turned upside down. Suddenly very, very self-aware.
Aware
of him as a man. Aware of her own nakedness.
No
longer a model, a detached professional. Every square millimeter of her flesh
felt exposed to this fully dressed man, this icon, this stranger. Alone with
him in this isolated room, she felt almost shy of him.
Never
in her life, either as a model or a lover, had she felt so on display, flaunting
herself and her sexuality. She ached to cover her body.
She
would be in a blatantly exposed
position. Full frontal nudity, to use that modern term than he would never hear
in his life.
How
much longer could she bear it? Every second she stood here exposing herself
tore at her nerve endings. Her composure was in shreds, her heart pounding in
trepidation of what might happen next.
The
only thin bright spot was that Brendan himself seemed oblivious to her
sexually, unaware of her anguish. His lips tight, his eyes hard, he continued
to pour his energy into the sketch before him.
She
grabbed hold of her composure and forced herself to remain standing naked
before him.
Sweet
Saint Brigid. What the hell had just happened? All he’d done was catch her eye,
and some unseen energy had sent a shock straight into his libido. He no longer
saw his vision of Ireland’s tragedy and courage, but simply and totally a flesh
and blood woman of unbelievable erotic potency.
A
woman whose sheer sexuality flowed from every pore in her flesh.
He
must have been blind. Blinded by the idea of her as his Celtic spirit, blinded
by his artist’s vision, to the point where he had failed to see her as a
person.
At
what point had the primitive male kicked aside the artist?
He
willed his nerves to settle down, his unruly ardor to back off. If he could
just keep his mind on the project and away from imagining— Never mind.
“All
right, turn around for me.” He put iron and detachment into his voice. She
rearranged herself to display her back. Gripping the sketchbook as though it
could protect him from her, he began to recreate the elegant curve of her back,
the dip at the base of her spine—
Stop thinking,
damn it. Just draw.
copyright
Susanna Stone 2014; all rights reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Available
today!
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out other great books in the Emerald Isles Fantasies series including mine
“Lord Griffin’s Prize”
Contact Susanna Stone at:
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Thank you Susanna for being my guest today! Congratulations on another wonderful book.
Best wishes to you.
XXOO Kat
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