Dominant Persuasions Cover Reveal

Sorta.

Thanks to the crazy bitch, Mother Nature, my week has been caraaaazy! So, (this will be NO surprise to my regular followers), I’m running a little fast and scattered this week. So as usual, my updates suffer.

I’m going to keep this short and sweet (or sexy) just to make sure that my readers aren’t left out of the loop.

I have a story in the upcoming, sexy as all get out, anthology titled Dominant Persuasions and I am honored to be included with such a talented group of authors. My contribution is a novella titled, The Sub That Got Away. I’ll be sure to share an excerpt soon!

For now, I have to show off this gorgeous cover! I’m head over heels in love with the way it turned out.

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And the Amazon preorder is up for only 99 cents!

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.

Meet Paige from a Craving for Two

photo (24)Paige is a down to earth girl who wants nothing more than to restore her family home, an aging, Queen Anne Victorian. The only things she holds dear to her heart are her twin sister and the home they were raised in. There’s only one problem-her mentor yanks the rug from beneath her feet and steals the means to accomplish her dream. Shattered, she’s not sure she’ll ever be able to put her interior design skills to work.

A Craving For Two is the second book the series, Crave so you’ll see a familiar face or two, but it can be read as a stand alone.
 

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.

Come back Thursday and meet the guys, Nate and Sloan. Friday I’ll release my cover, and I’m in love. It may be my best cover yet.

 

Kiss Me I’m Irish Blog Hop

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Update— The randomizer chose Anne as the winner. I’ll be contacting her about her prize shortly. Thank you so much for stopping by!

Four leaf clovers, rainbows, leprechauns and Irish Cream are the first things that come to mind when I think of St. Patrick’s Day. All of the above are things that bring a smile to my face. So do prizes, friendship and new release news. For this girl, that’s like Christmas, a birthday and Halloween all in one day, lol.

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To celebrate the acceptance of Sunlight’s Kiss by Siren Publishing, I’m giving one winner a swag bag and an ebook of either Azrael’s Light or Lacey Temptations-winner’s choice. By entering to win here, you are also earning another chance to win the KISS ME – I’M IRISH POT O’BOOKS GRAND PRIZE.

To enter my contest please read this excerpt from Azrael’s Light, (book 1 in the Demon Runners of Unearth) and tell me the color of Diane’s eyes in the comments below. Be sure to leave an email address to be counted for the Grand Prize also.

He tapped his fingers on the bar, waiting while a shapely bartender filled an order at the bar opposite him. The little human filled out her brown leather pants with some seriously sexy curves. He raised an eyebrow in appreciation as her backside discreetly swayed in time to the music.

When she turned around to face him, he was smacked in the face with an odd sense of familiarity. She stopped dead in her tracks and dropped the bottle of alcohol she’d been carrying. Standing frozen in place as a barely dressed waitress tried to get her attention, she stunned him. The scent of spilt vodka filled the air, and the pounding music paused.

“Boss? Are you okay? Hey? That piece of tall, dark, and handsome over there wants to speak with you.” The waitress tapped her on the shoulder and then walked off shaking her head. The brunette blinked the most stunning green eyes he’d ever seen and seemed to gather her wits as she waved the waitress off. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen a woman struck stupid by his presence. Yet, for a split second, he could have sworn he’d seen a glimmer of recognition in her eyes. But that was impossible.

As a mere human, she wouldn’t have the faintest idea that Death even existed, let alone stood impatiently in her club. She was the most intriguing woman he’d seen in centuries, if not longer. She seemed so very familiar, yet he doubted he would have forgotten a face as striking as hers. It was almost heart shaped with a little pointed chin and a bow-shaped mouth. Chocolate hair, darker than Abaddon’s murky abyss, framed her face and swung down past her shoulders. The tails of a miniscule white blouse were tied tightly just beneath her breasts, drawing his gaze to an enticing display of cleavage. A spark of green light drew his sight lower. A small emerald dangled from her belly button, calling him to press his mouth to the skin just above her low-riding pants.

Yet one alarming detail instantly dried his salivating mouth. Her Kor, the Fates’ signature glyph that should be visible on her forehead, was missing. She looked human, and smelled deliciously human, yet the hallowed symbol he spent his entire life recognizing and adhering to was missing. It made no sense. He spent his entire existence a slave to that symbol, and to find it simply…not there…on a human baffled him beyond belief. Had her fate not yet been determined, even at this late a time in her life? The thought of one day having to steal the breath from this lovely creature’s body made his chest tighten with an oddly uncomfortable feeling. He stomped the alien feelings into submission so he could get to work. He’d never been one to let a pretty face distract him. His vacation waited.

KISS ME – I’M IRISH POT O’BOOKS GRAND PRIZE
1 Grand Prize winner and 3 runners up
Winners will be chosen by Random.org at midnight, Pacific Time, March 17, 2014
To enter, Hop around the blogs and leave a comment at each blog you enter.  Also, leave an email address so we contact the winner.  The more blogs you visit and comment on, the more chances you have to win.
Follow one of the links below to return to the blog hop list or the host site 🙂
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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 🙂

Why I write Smut.

I know it’s not a new topic and I know others who have written about it have surely stated their opinions more eloquently than I can, but at the moment, it’s a topic that’s nagging me like a sore thumb.

I can’t help it. Really.  Writing is a part of who I am. I cannot turn my imagination off. It’s a part of me that is always there and it’s looking for an opportunity to break free and go wild. I truly can’t turn it off.

But I can focus it. I can often choose which topic to feed it and then to an extent guide the stories I’m given. It surprises me all the time and stories never go exactly the way I expect them to, but those surprises are part of the fun.

You know what? If I choose to focus my imagination, then, damn it all, I’m going to pick something I enjoy. And you guessed it. I like “smut”.

But it’s so much more than Smut. No question, I’m guilty of throwing that word around. A lot. I’m guilty of using it as a preemptive strike against criticism I assume is coming when someone asks, “What do you write?”

“Smut.” And they smile and change the subject or maybe I have to answer a couple of quick questions about publishing or whatever, but soon enough the subject is changed. Easy peasy. This routine is getting old. And frustrating.

I write romance and yes, I write erotic romance because I can choose what to focus my imagination on. What better subject to focus on could there be than people falling in love and finding their Happily Ever After? And yes, I’m not ashamed to admit that I write erotic romance. I enjoy writing stories where people explore their selves and each other through both emotional and physical intimacy. I enjoy it so much, that I’m not going to quit writing or make apologies for it. Ever.

I don’t care if I sell one book, a thousand or millions.