Wednesday, December 31, 2014

2015 Here We Come!

I can't wait to kiss 2014 goodbye and start 2015. 2014 was one of the hardest years of my life and I am so happy to see to go. I am so grateful I didn't know what lay ahead at the beginning of 2014. This was a year that could only be taken one day at a time.

I've said it here many times, but the loss of my sister and being responsible for her care, in a situation that couldn't be softened was hard. I came away feeling traumatized, like I'd been held hostage by something horrible that wouldn't allow us to come up for air. During the crisis, it was easy for me to jump in and cope. Several months later, I'm feeling the weight of what we went through. I can't shut down or turn away because my younger brother, is terminally ill also. He's not living with me, but in the next months my parents are going to need my help. I'm trying to spend as much time with him as possible. It's a weird limbo to be in. I have to let David go, but we're not ready to say goodbye.

Throughout 2014, I wrote like a fiend, yet I didn't release a single new title. 2014 was all about reinvention and improvement. I took back the copyrights to seven books and left two publishers behind. It was difficult but had to be done.

The good news is I have several new publishers and at least six new titles coming soon.

A friend who is an astrologer has christened 2015 "The Year of Remembering." I'm not sure what that means, but I'm ready for a change of pace a new set of challenges.

I wish everyone a wonderful year ahead. May the hard things get easier and may 2015, be a kinder year to all of us.


Saturday, December 27, 2014

Merry Christmas...Happy New Year!

Have a marvelous New Year holiday!
See you next Saturday!

Fran Lee

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Merry Christmas!!

Have a safe, loving, wonderful holiday!!!

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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!

This Christmas week, I want to share some of my favorite Christmas lore with you. Much of this is already familiar, but I love thinking about it this time of year.

Did you know the custom of ornately decorating Christmas trees is fairly new? It was an old German custom that really took off in Victorian times when Queen Victoria married the German Prince Albert and starting decorating Christmas trees for him.

The first Victorian Christmas trees were fairly simple. Candles, glass balls, and tinsel prevailed. Back then, tinsel was a luxury reserved only for families who could afford to decorate with and dispose of precious metal. Later, foil-wrapped nuts, candied fruits, small toys and angel or star shaped cookies crept onto the trees. Soon after that Victorian ladies were creating highly embellished tasseled and beaded needlepoint ornaments for their family Christmas trees.

Do you know why we kiss under the mistletoe? I’m sure you do, but I’ll risk repeating myself. It’s a legend connected to an old Scandinavian myth. The beautiful hero-god Balder was killed by an arrow made of mistletoe. His mother the Norse Goddess Frigga was so distraught, she wept over the mistletoe until it bloomed with white berries in the heart of winter, a miracle. Her love and compassion brought Balder back to life. In gratitude for this miracle, she promised to kiss and bless all who stood under the mistletoe.

Did you know the original Saint Nicholas was a wealthy, Turkish, only child orphaned by the plague in 300 AD? He became a priest at the very young age of seventeen and began to give his wealth away to the poor, especially children. He was rumored to surprise people by tossing bags of gold coins down the chimney or lobbing coins through open windows hoping they would fall in the stocking hung in front of the fireplace to dry… Sound familiar?

He later became a Catholic Bishop and also a saint. This is why some early artwork depicts Saint Nicholas dressed in flowing Papal robes and miter. He was also strongly associated with the Catholic Church and when the Protestant Reformation came to England “Saint Nic” went underground. A new “Gift-Giver” and Father Christmas figure arose, but this Gift-Giver wore a suit of breeches and tunic not unlike the long beloved “Green-Man” of Celtic mythology.

The familiar name “Santa Claus” is actually an American corruption of the Dutch name for Father Christmas, which was “Sinterklaas”.

This season, no matter what faith you are, and regardless of how you may or may not celebrate the winter holidays, be conscious of the fact we are passing through history together and adding to the richness of the human story. The harshness of winter is a wonderful time to share our love and light with each other.

Merry Christmas and happy winter holidays to all.


Monday, December 22, 2014

Cerise sings #Santa, Cutie with these writer/reader lyrics!

I can’t sing worth a plug nickel. So I do it in private in my office when no one can hear me bray.
One song I love is this one where a woman asks The Man With the Bag for a few items she would love to hold dear.
What I hold dear are my readers, others novels and my hope to write more of my own works next year.
Hope you love my lyrics.
And happy holidays to all of you!
(And for those of you who’d like to read Cerise’s bestselling Santa, Cutie, here are the cover and buy links:

Cerise’s Santa, Cutie song:

Santa cutie, slip a million novels ‘neath the tree for me;
I’m a fast reader, honest, Santa cutie.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Santa cutie, I need no new convertible, true. Mine’s blue.
I'll write romances for you; Santa cutie.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Think of all my readers in bliss;
Think of all my men who’ve earned hot chicks to kiss;
Next year I’ll write just as much, if you check off my Christmas list.

Santa cutie, I’ve really no need for yacht. Next to that, not a lot.
Been hard-working all year; Santa cutie.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Santa honey, one little thing I really do need...
The deed…to a swell Paris pad, Santa baby.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Santa cutie, fill my stocking with first class air and new specs;
To complement my research on sex, Santa cutie,
and hurry down my chimney tonight.

Come and trim my Christmas tree…with wide Mac screen and a stirred martini;
I honestly believe in you.
Let's see if you believe in me.
Santa, cutie, I love you all year round.
That statement is sound.
Santa cutie,
So hurry down my chimney tonight!
Hurry down my chimney tonight!
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P.S. My view from my apartment in Paris this past October. Love it.

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Friday, December 19, 2014

Elodie Parkes Casts Some "Candle Magic"

My holiday treat today is Elodie Parkes! She sharing a taste of Candle Magic. I know you'll love it.

Thank you for hosting ‘Candle Magic’ on your blog today. Thank you so much to all my readers. I write from my heart so you have a piece of it. Happy Holidays.

About the book:
I got the idea for this story very late at night as I shivered in a sudden downpour of rain on my way home from work. It was still summer at the time and although late, the sky was still quite light. That happens in Britain where I live and often dawn comes in at around 3.30 a.m. How do I know this? I’m often still up writing or playing around with graphics for book covers. I’m lucky because my day job is in shifts so often I can grab a few hours’ sleep and still get to work on time.

Here’s the blurb:
When Simi finds a pretty old candlestick among the discarded props in the company storeroom, she never imagines it will grant her dearest wish. There’s something mysterious about the carved candlestick, but Simi is drawn to it. She’s saved a red candle from a box she bought years ago in an antique shop, and intends to use the candlestick to hold the last candle and make her solitary Christmas lunch more festive. It’s Christmas Eve, there’s sleet in the wind, Simi slips, but Jason catches her. Who is Jason? Where has he suddenly appeared from in the night?
Simi looks into the eyes of this gorgeous man and sparks fly …

Erotic fantasy romance from Siren Publishing and Elodie Parkes

18+ teaser

The mist parted. The sight of a man walking toward her captured her in a spell. Simi stared at him, unable to move.
He flowed slowly toward her, and then he was there in front of her, extending his arms to hold her. His cornflower blue eyes, fringed with dark lashes, filled with emotion. He smiled at Simi and she registered how handsome he was, how completely gorgeous he was, before magically she was in his arms. He held her close.
Gratitude surged through her. Her heart opened to soak up the love he gave her. His face close, Simi yearned for his lips on hers, and then—he kissed her. It charged her whole body with such a surge of raw sexual energy her pussy drenched her inner thighs. She drifted in a heavy fog of his kiss-induced lust.
The softness of his lips changed from a gentle, loving merging to a hungry searching as her tongue met his.
Naked in his arms, Simi pressed against his hard body, her clothes strangely gone. Yet she accepted that as ordinary when his hands swept over her skin and grabbed her ass to lift her against his body. Her stomach contacted the hard column of his erect cock, and she sighed into his mouth.

Want a little more? Here's another excerpt: 

At around ten, the party guests started to thin out. Simi cleared away some empty dishes and bottles. She was bent over the table when someone came up behind her and grabbed her around the waist. Surprised, Simi gasped and squirmed around to find it was Carl.
His beery breath hit her full in the face. “Hi, Simi. Christmas kiss?”
Simi wanted a Christmas kiss, but not from Carl. “Where’s Angie, your girlfriend?” She eased out of Carl’s grasp.
He let her go. His eyes filled with sadness and he shrugged his shoulders. “We broke up. Sorry, Simi, didn’t mean to be obnoxious. You looked so inviting bent over the table. Nice dress, lovely stockings. Where’s your man of the moment?”
Simi felt sorry for Carl. “Sorry to hear about the split. I thought you two were a done deal.” She didn’t remind Carl there hadn’t been a man of the moment for the three years she’d been at the firm.
A huge sigh escaped him before he answered. His voice dripped sorrow. “I thought so, too. I love her. She said I was a flake and so untidy it was driving her mad. She stormed off on Monday and won’t answer my calls.”
Simi didn’t know what to say as his eyes filled with tears. He was untidy, but he wasn’t a flake at work. She gazed at him sympathetically, her own eyes spiking with tears in response.
He blinked. “I’ll help you clear up a little.”

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Thursday, December 18, 2014

Happy Thursday!

When at a loss for a blog topic, I Google.

Today In History:
1620 - the Mayflower docked at modern-day Plymouth Mass.
1865 - the 13th Amendment was formally adopted, abolishing slavery in the United States.

Silly Christmas Trivia:
The average number of lights on a Christmas tree is 200.
California has the world's largest living Christmas tree (but it didn't say how big it is??!).
The most popular item to put on the top of a Christmas tree is an angel.
The average number of Christmas presents an adult male receives is 6. (Huh?? How was this determined?)
Oklahoma was the last state to declare Christmas as a legal holiday.

Inspiring Quotes:

Christmas gift suggestions: To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To all, charity. To every child, a good example. To yourself, respect. 
-- Oren Arnold

Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love. 
-- Hamilton Wright Mabie

“Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas … perhaps … means a little bit more.”  – Dr. Seuss

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Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Submitting and Editing

This week is busy! I'm trying to get as much accomplished as possible before the holidays hit. I'm also readjusting expectations about this Christmas. I'm missing my sister Christy, and not feeling the holiday spirit. I've decorated the house but done zero shopping. My gift to my loved ones this year is to spend more time with my family and cook more. If someone wants a back rub or chocolate bark, they have only to ask.

I do plan to take my son to see the Hobbit-The Battle of Five Armies, and I know I'll cry my eyes out. Life has come full circle for me. I read the Hobbit when I was sixteen and now my boy who is fourteen, is as enthralled with Middle-Earth as I was. I'm so happy to share this with him.

Monday night I submitted a wolf-shifter novella to my publisher. I love the story and I hope they will too.

Today I started self-edits on another wolf-romp for another series and I'm planning to submit that novella on Friday.

I also want to wish the fabulous Tessie Bradford a very Happy Birthday!

Have a wonderful week!

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Thank you!

Thank you to all the reviewers who contacted me last week! I'm so grateful for your interest and time.
I want to send a very special thank you to the lovely Fran Lee for going the extra mile. Big kisses and a warm hug to you Fran!

This has been a busy writing season. I'm hoping by the end of December to have finished four new novellas and start getting those books self-edited and in the submission queue by January.

I hope everyone is having a good holiday season. I'll have more to share soon.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Reviewers Needed: I've Got Three ARCs to Share!

I've got three fun, sexy and exciting books due for release in early 2015 and the Author Review Copies are ready now.

I love reviews. I need reviews! 

If you are a fan of paranormal romance, wolf-shifters, Science-fiction fantasy or hunky Alpha heroes in general, I have a few new books to introduce you to. If you are interested, I would love to send you a watermarked Author Review Copy of any or all three books, no strings attached. I only ask you be fair. Do not share your ARC with anyone, especially a pirate site and re-post your review, on blogs, Goodreads and especially on Amazon!

Interested? Contact me at 

Here are the books:

On The Run, Bounty Hunters.
 “Retrieval specialist” is a fancy term for high-level corporate bounty hunting and Agent Gemmina Nayar is the best in her league. She’s a sense-enhanced, level-seven bounty hunter from New Mumbai who receives an exclusive invitation to track a dangerous criminal on private property. She arrives on the tropical planetoid eager to hunt and release her inner tigress, but is disappointed to discover the bounty has already been captured.
Syan is a Kironian, an off-limits alien race. He’s gorgeous, rugged and all male. Even sedated and forced to wear an electronic silence collar, he resembles a coppery skinned refugee from Mount Olympus. Gemmina’s unaware Kironian saliva is loaded with pheromones that can turn even the most indifferent woman into a willing mate. A single kiss or bite is sabotage.
When the mission turns lethal, she realizes she’s not only been tricked into bringing the wrong man to justice, but the harsh jungle below is a calculated trap.

Fated Desires The Set-Up Line
Fredi is a passionate witch with a scorching hot secret. Every time she has a sexual thought, green fire blasts from her fingertips. Gus is a gorgeous lycan who scares women away with his wild wolf-shifts. Not the best way to find relationships.
Both have vowed not to date until they get themselves under control, but a witchy friend thinks differently. The pair get tricked into sharing a frosty pitcher of “Hoodoo Blue” and fall prey to a wayward love potion that has them blurting out every lustful thought. Worse, it won’t allow them to walk away from each other. They’re stuck together until dawn under the devilish effects of a time-released hoodoo that makes them do outrageous things. For everyone’s safety, Fredi is forced to take Gus home and tie him to her headboard and only some very witchy lovemaking can calm the storm.
Fredi and Gus might find themselves on the set-up date from hell, but even a hilarious cascade of disasters can’t keep a plus-sized blonde witch with attitude, and a hunky lumberjack of a lycan from seeing the other would be the perfect mate.

Blurb: “Portrait of a Lone Wolf”.  Part of Black Hills Wolves Multi-Author Series. Coming in early 2015.
Rio Waya is a mixed-blood Native American wolf-shifter, abandoned by a teenage mother and ignored by an absentee father. He’s never fit in or felt worthy of love, but when he comes home to the Black Hills he realizes he wants a mate of his own.

Sela L√≥pez is a documentary filmmaker and wildlife photographer, but she’s so busy looking through a camera lens that she doesn’t see trouble coming. Recovering from a cheating ex who started a new family behind her back, she rents a cabin in the Black Hills with plans to film the beleaguered wolf population.

Sela and Rio clash the moment they meet and hold each other emotionally hostage. Sparks fly as mutual fears and vulnerabilities surface. Sela can’t figure out why the mysterious Mr. Waya is so anxious about having a documentary made of the Black Hills Wolves.

While filming a lone wolf splashing beside a river through a telephoto lens, matters get out of control. Sela is astonished to witness it transform into a naked man—Rio.

The secret’s out and everyone’s in trouble now. All hell breaks loose as Rio races to win Sela’s trust and sooth her fears about allowing a hunky wolf-shifter into her heart.