Release day!

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Leigh Ann MacDonald finally gets her day! Will she get her man? Will Rick Evans get his girl…or his girlS. *hint-hint*

Okay, okay. Taunting my faithful readers isn’t very nice. I’m just a wee bit slap-happy after all the work that has gone into this book’s release. I know that you all have been very patient and I can’t thank you enough!

I’m working on the print edition of Finding Leigh now, but at this moment the ebook should be available at most retailers and I should have the print edition up, hopefully within a few days.

I love you guys!

And as for that girlS hint… Here’s another one.

A ghost emerges from Rick’s past, kidnapping the woman he loves and the leader of Dark Horse Inc. will stop at nothing to get her back.
Leigh Ann MacDonald values love and loyalty above all else. When Rick denies their attraction, he deals a callous blow to her tender heart, but their search for the little girl with no home brings them back together. Their passion grows, but when frustration mounts, can their love survive a race against time? Terror, multiplying obstacles, and a search for a missing girl—it’s time to call in Dark Horse Inc.

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Finding Leigh Excerpt

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I know this book has been a long time in the writing, but I can’t express how happy I am with the way it turned out!

~~Excerpt~~

When gunshots barked right outside the door, she dropped like a stone to the ground. She had no idea what caused the commotion, but she wanted nothing to do with it or any stray bullets. When the door opened and closed just a moment later, she held her breath. Fear sent her heart racing, fighting to get out of her chest.

Then she heard two magical words.

“Fuck. Me.”

It wasn’t the words so much as the weak, rasping voice that she recognized. Before her brain could tell her mouth to stop and be cautious, quiet, the stupid orifice opened.

“Rick?” For all she knew, she might be imagining things. She struggled to move, but in her haste, she fell.

Footsteps rushed over and then big hands were on her, turning her until she sat on her backside. Then in the murky darkness, she heard the voice that she’d worried might be gone forever. Rick’s. “Thank Christ. Are you okay?” She wanted to sob with relief, wanted desperately to wrap her arms around him and crush him to her.

Yet, she couldn’t. She was as helpless as a turtle on its back.

“I’m fine. Please tell me you have a knife?” Her head buzzed with a hundred questions, but their situation went above and beyond dire.

Low, a little bit gravely and a lot tired, he spoke into her ear. “Yeah. I do. Don’t move.” She ached to lean closer and absorb his presence, his everything. He cupped her ankles and examined the ties around her ankles.

His hands shook as he pulled out his knife.

“Rick. I—I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. Your leg? I—”

“Not now. And it’s not your fault. Never. Let’s concentrate on getting out of here alive. Okay?” He sounded so tired, utterly drained of his usual strength. He should be in a hospital bed, not running a Dark Horse rescue operation.

Speaking of which… Something didn’t add up.

“Rick. Where are the rest of the crew?” It might be Rick’s newly formed team, but considering the shape he was in, she didn’t think Trent would let him participate in a rescue mission. She might have only known him for a few months, but she knew enough about Trent Dawson to understand he would lock Rick down if he wasn’t up to a job.

His hands trembled on her legs. Alarmed, she looked at him closer. Was it the yellow tinted light casting the sickly hue to his skin? When sweat beaded on his forehead she feared it wasn’t. His breaths were short and shallow. He didn’t look up to walking out of the room on his own steam.

Not to mention her overprotective brother Joe who, at the minimum, would be right in the thick of things, if not barging in and taking over. Something stank to high heaven.

“Sweetheart, don’t move.” Despite the noticeable tremble in his hands, he positioned the blade with precision beneath the tie.

“Yeah. You already said that. What’s going on?” When he wouldn’t meet her eyes, her stomach sank.

His only response was to cut her bonds loose. A million pins and needles stabbed her legs. An excruciating rush of feeling returned to her lower limbs. It was all she could do not to cry out. The trembling in her muscles made Rick’s hands look like immovable granite. He sat the knife down and, starting at her ankles, tried to massage some feeling back into her legs.

Outside the room, one voice rose above the others. The one who’d taken charge and seemed the most capable had returned. “What the hell is going on here? Give me that fucking gun.”

All the other voices started talking at once, spilling a tangled story.

“Something’s up. The door to the utility room is locked. It was unlocked when I got here. I found the key. Don’t let anyone out, nobody fucking move until I get the lights back on. Not a fucking millimeter.”

“We gotta go, babe. We’re sitting ducks.”

“Okay.” The only thing she knew was that she had to trust Rick’s abilities.

He considered the window then he looked back to her. “It’ll be a tight fit, but I think we can make it.”

 

Finding Leigh releases March 14th and preorder links are live!

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Protecting Kate

Kate MacDonald, former Miss Kentucky, has devoted her life to being the model wife. The only problem? It’s brought her nothing but heartache and even a tough as nails, country girl has a breaking point. She heads to her hometown of Riley Creek for a divorce and fresh start. Life is golden until her ex shows, bent on making trouble.

Sexy muscular man body, posing at white wall

Enter Trent Dawson, horse trainer and ex-soldier. He has a nose for danger and when his instincts warn him that the beauty queen’s in trouble, his mouth gets the better of him. He bids a small fortune on Miss Kentucky. It’s not long before they discover they have far more in common than either one of them imagined.

And? The danger’s far worse than either of them believed.

Now available at AmazonBarnes and Noble, Ibooks, and Kobo.

 

 

The Romance Reviews

Protecting Kate – Dark Horse Inc 1

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Trent Dawson, horse trainer and ex-soldier, would rather drink a cold beer in the Kentucky shade than return to a life of danger in the desert sands. He has his horses, his farm, and a few good buddies. Life is good.

After a painful divorce, Kate MacDonald traded in her heels for an old pair of cowboy boots and she couldn’t be happier. Life is golden until her ex appears, asking for a favor. Finally free to live her own life, she happily declines. When a little danger turns to murder, she may be in over her head.

At a charity auction Trent smells trouble and his good intentions get the better of him. He bids a small fortune on a damsel in distress. It turns out there’s far more than meets the eye to the former Ms. Kentucky and their chemistry is off the charts.

And the only thing standing between Kate and her worst nightmare is Trent and the men of Dark Horse Inc.

 

Releasing June 16th

 

Signing at Lori Foster’s RAGT

Lori Foster’s annual Reader Author Get Together is one of my very favorite events. This will be my third year signing and I’m always blown away by the friendly, cheerful atmosphere. It’ll be a busy signing with authors and readers everywhere you turn, but they’re all smiling faces.

There are two book fairs in Westchester Ohio. I’ll be signing on June 5th from 3 to 5pm. I’ll have print copies of my Siren releases, both from the Crave series and Unearth. I’ll also have news on my upcoming release. It’s my first indie project and I am dying to share it with the world. There’s a second signing on Saturday June 6th from 3 to 5pm.

Both signings are open to the public and great fun. So if you’re in the area, stop on by and say hi! I’d love to meet you 🙂

Here’s a link to the official RAGT page for more info.

 

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A Craving For Two cover reveal

There’s really not much to say except that it’s here and I adore this cover. And, bonus! It’s now available at Bookstrand and Amazon. I think it’s my best Siren cover yet! What do you all think?

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My fabulous cover designer, Harris Channing nailed it.

Blurb ~~

Paige Drummond has been offered the job of her dreams. Crave is set to open a boudoir photo studio and the owner wants her to do the design work. There’s only one problem. She’s given up the dream she’s worked so hard for because of a devastating blackmail attempt. Ashamed, she holds the dark secret close to her heart and refuses to tell even those closest to her.

Enter Nate Hughes and Sloan Davis, two sexy as sin contractors whose love for construction is only outweighed by the size of their hearts.

When too many convenient accidents haunt Paige, Nate and Sloan decide the safest place for her is in their arms. When the passion of ménage burns hot and sweet, can they both protect her against the unknown threat and convince her to stay forever?

Crave, equal parts naughty, class and sass.

May be read as a standalone.

Releases October 28 at Bookstrand. Available now.

Welcome to Crave

Crave. Equal parts, naughty, class and sass, it’s the one place with everything needed to fulfill your desires. Three shops in one, Crave carries a wide range of toys and tools of just about any trade, lingerie that ranges from pretty and comfy to sexy and omg-scorch-the-sheets-hot. What was the third thing? Oh yeah. Books. They have a huge selection of erotic romance and erotica. What more could a woman ask for?

Lacey Temptations is the first book in the series that centers around the store Crave and here is my lovely cover.

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Ryan Marks, is a hunted man. When sweet and sexy stranger, Lacey Briton becomes a target because of their explosive chemistry, the gloves come off. He calls in his best friend, detective Parker Ellison to provide protection.

All Lacey wanted to do was treat herself to a day of indulgence at the new shop in town, Crave. Instead she finds herself whisked away to a secluded cabin by two men claiming that her safety comes above all else.

Parker can see that Lacey is meant for Ryan and refuses to act on his own attraction to the sweet and curvy beauty. But Ryan has other ideas and draws Parker in to teach Lacey the pleasures of ménage where they find more than chemistry when all three hearts become involved.

Crave. Equal parts, naughty, class and sass, it’s the one place with everything needed to fulfill your desires.

Lacey Temptations releases December 25th at with Siren.

I’ll be giving away a free ecopy of Azrael’s Light and a book thong to one reader who’s willing to tell me, which section of Crave would you go to first? Winner will be announced Thursday morning.

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Update – I’ll be contacting Mary Jo and sending goodies her way! And I’ll have more fun coming up as release day nears 🙂

Character Author Interview Blog Hop

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Thanks for coming by my stop on the blog hop. You’re just in time to join me at the club, Hellfire. It’s owner, Diane invited me to stop by for a drink.

“Hey, Diane! It’s great to see you. The bar’s looking good.”

“Thanks, Amy, Alice and Brick are a kick-ass team. How are you doing?” I watch as she pours five drinks in about ten seconds flat. It’s never failed to amaze me how bartenders are able to juggle so many tasks at once. I couldn’t handle the drive-thru when I worked at a fast food restaurant as a teen.

“I’m busy, but good. I just finished my third book. I’m getting ready to submit it soon. How have you been, seriously? I know things got pretty dicey recently.” Guilt hits me as I see the sparkling green Light in her eyes dim. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have mentioned that.”

“You’re fine. And not talking about it won’t erase what happened. I’m tired and worried about the missing women. I still haven’t found them all. Azrael’s helping me whenever he can.” The Light sparks into full intensity when she mentions his name.

“How is Azrael?”

A bright smile lit her features. “He’s great. He’s keeping a busy schedule, but if anyone can handle it, he can. He just realized he’s going to be an ‘uncle’. He’s started hovering over Lauren, doting on her. It’s cute to watch.”

“Azrael? Cute and doting. Oh boy. Those are two words I never expected to hear anyone use to describe him.” Tall, dark and dangerous? Yes. Deadly? Yes. Sexy as hell? Yes. But he was taken and only a woman as strong as Diane could be his equal.

“How are the kids?” A friendly smile lit her face as she wiped down the bar, pulled out a tray and poured more drinks.

“Bratty and wonderful as always.  I’m trying to teach one of them to drive while the other is driving me batty. They’re a pain in my ass and my heart and soul all tied up into one package.”

“And your writing? How’s that coming. I know it means a lot to you.” It’s difficult not to squirm while being pierced with such an intense focus.

“Good, I think. I hope, at least. I’m working hard at it, squeezing it in whenever I can. My family has realized it’s real to me and they’ve been very supportive.”

“And the Hellspital, as you call it. How are they treating you?” She tipped her chin and glowered as if she dared my co-workers to give me a hard time.

“It could be better, but it could always be worse. I butt head with the doctors from time to time, but the people in my department are good to me. We take care of each other. We have to, especially on nightshift.”

“If you have trouble, let us know. We’ll take care of it.” The green Light of her eyes darkened in color, but somehow brightened in intensity. No one messed with a friend of Diane’s.

“I will and thanks. I gotta go. Will you tell Azrael, and the crew I said hi? I miss working with them.”

“I will. You never know, you may bump into them when you work with Cyril on his story. That’s coming soon, right?”

“Yes, he’s going to meet with me next week. I’m looking forward to it.”

“I’ll let you go, now, but remember. You’re one of ours now, if you need anything, you ask. No arguments.” She leaned over the bar and pulled me into a tight hug. Warmth, ease and energy flowed through me.

“Will do.”

I have one swag pack and three bookmarks to giveaway. Just leave a comment of any kind here, on my site to be entered to win my prizes 🙂  Open to anyone, anywhere. I’ll announce winners Saturday. Use the rafflecopter link below to be entered into the grand prize, a 50$ gift card!

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http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/2afb425/

And you can click here or on the blog hop image at the top of the page to return to Kasey Dean’s homepage with the listed authors 🙂 My code word is x-ray

For more info on Diane, Hellfire, tall, dark and sexy grim reapers and my newest release, Azrael’s Light you can go here

 

Update 8/31/13 The winner of the swag pack is Michelle Bowman. And for the bookmarks? I’ll be emailing everyone else who entered. Everybody gets one! Thanks so much for stopping by!

Azrael’s Light Tease

Azrael’s Light is now up at Amazon, as well as Bookstrand. Since my family is away for a few more hours and I’m well rested and in a great mood, I thought maybe I should share some yumminess. Here’s a little tease from Azrael’s Light. What do you think?

“So, Lilith’s sister, tell me your name.” Dark and heady, his command urged her to obey. His voice lowered a notch in both volume and pitch, sending ripples of hunger through her.

How long had it been since she’d felt desire for something more than a piece of chocolate cake? Should she tell him her name? It probably didn’t matter at this point, but something held her back. His dark, heated stare bore right through her, making her feel as if he could see her every secret and desire. Who knew what kind of dark magic Azrael was capable of? If keeping her name to herself was the only secret she’d been allowed, she would hold it close. She looked up at him, through his burgundy irises, and into the depths of his pupils. She stayed silent, refusing his demand. Expecting to see frustration or anger over being ignored, she was surprised to see what looked like amusement. The dim light in his eyes brightened, and one corner of his gorgeous mouth quirked up. Was he laughing at her?

He stepped in once more and took a lock of her hair in his hand. Briefly he rubbed it between his fingers as if savoring the texture and then tucked it behind her ear, grazing the outer shell with a lingering sweep as he pulled his hand away. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you? Beware, sweetness. That fight only makes you all the more tempting to someone like me. When your resistance finally falls, the victory is so much sweeter.” His eyes pinning her in place and his voice compelling her to follow his lead became a lethal one-two punch, disarming her.

Any intelligence and self-control she had flew right out the window. He was an incubus, luring her in with seductive words and dark promises. Her knees redoubled their efforts to stay upright. She didn’t have time for this, and no way, no how could she make sexy eyes with a Soul Runner. What was she thinking? Every sane thought she had evaporated, and that was the problem. She couldn’t let him get under her skin or her clothes.

“Look, Azrael, you can put away the smolder. You’re wasting it on me. While your story makes sense, I can’t accept anything at face value. I have to put Alia’s safety first. I will always put her first. So until I know for certain what’s going on, you won’t get any help from me. Sorry.”

“That’s a shame. I think working together could benefit us both. Maybe in more ways than one.
“Nope. Not happening. So, I’ll see you later, big guy.” He really needed to leave. Now. It was as if he knew her resolve weakened with each word he spoke in that low, sexy timbre of his. She wouldn’t be surprised to find out he used it intentionally. Using the last of her will, she stomped her bare foot and pointed at the door. If she acted immature, it couldn’t be helped. She would do whatever it took to get him out of her home and on his way. She needed time alone with her thoughts and needed to contact Alia. She hoped she appeared soon. She needed answers almost as badly as she needed to know her niece was all right. Azrael tipped his head down as if letting her know she’d won this round, and then he was gone.