Meet CR Moss

 Hi! Thanks for having me here today. :) 

Glad you could drop by, Chris. Can't wait to see what you have to share with us today. 

My name is Chris, and I write under the names C.R. Moss for erotic and mainstream romance and Casey Moss for mainstream dark fiction (horror, suspense, urban fantasy). My professional bio for C.R.: “An eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers Worlds of Possibilities when it comes to love.” 

Basically I write stories from the light and sweet to the dark and deadly with varying degrees of sexual heat. The bio for my other persona: Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…

Today I’m here to tout my latest C.R. Moss release, Lovers and the Fiend. This is a story in Evernight Publishing’s Naughty Fairy Tale line. The characters, Jack and Kristina, appeared in my short story – Chasing Miss Kringle – that’s in an Evernight Publishing anthology – Stockings and Suspenders. This is the first of a handful of stories I have planned for the NFT line that revolve around the world started in CMK and Lovers. You don’t have to read the anthology story to read Lovers, but it’d be nice if you did. ;)

Blurb for Lovers and the Fiend:
Ex-cop turned private investigator, Jack Vorst, learns his elf girlfriend Kristina has been missing for a few days after being invited to an underground vampire club. He, too, is summoned to visit club Hexenringe and is taken captive. Jack finds Kristina bound and gagged in a human sized bird cage. They’re both thrust into a kinky world at the hands of Kol, the club owner. Kol, a vampiric beast, shifts into human form to be with Jack and Kristina and needs them to remember their pasts and to love him so he can return to what he used to be. Can Kol make the pair fall in love with him despite his current situation and the fact he’s keeping them captive or will they leave, making it too late for him to change all their fates?
Warning: ménage a trios, M/M, bondage, anal sex, sex toys, public exhibition

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When the machine stopped, Jack’s gaze fell upon Kristina. She sat in a human sized bronze birdcage. Metal rods that fed through the bars poked into her porcelain skin. Her red hair swept up into a bun gave her a mock facelift. Around her head was a black harness, and a bit rested between her teeth. Kristina’s arms were pulled above her head, and her wrists were clamped within cuffs molded to the top of the cage. Thin chains and leather straps wrapped around her torso. The silver and black only rested above and below her breasts, leaving her chest exposed.

Anger boiled through him seeing her imprisoned in such a way. He wanted to break free from his own bonds and pummel Kol’s head in.

Kristina lifted her face and her gaze caught Jack’s. She winked. Any fears he had in regard to her predicament and comfort, and his ire over her situation, deflated. He studied her again, and this time his cock reacted to the erotic picture she portrayed.

I gather you’re okay? he stretched his thoughts out toward her. Sometimes they were able to communicate telepathically with each other. He hoped this was one of those times, then tried not to snort his disdain. Telepathic thoughts. She was an elf. When he’d first met her, they’d shared a couple of magical, other worldly interactions. And yet, he still didn’t believe in the paranormal. What is wrong with me?

Kristina tittered. Nothing’s wrong with you, darling, and I’m fine now that you’re here. I see you’ve become acquainted with the beast.

Her gaze flickered with caution or perhaps worry. Beast? Jack breathed hard through the hole in the gag. Something about all this didn’t seem right. Why’d she call such a handsome fellow a horrible name like that?

Footsteps fell behind him on the wooden floor. Seconds later Kol’s breath warmed his neck. The dancer’s finger stroked the cleft of his ass, teased the puckered hole. Jack jerked away from his touch and received a stinging slap on his ass.

Hey!

Kol came around him, keeping his hand on Jack’s waist as he did so. The stroking of Kol’s palm on his skin sent a flood of desire through him. Jack did his best to will away the arousal this time.

After trailing a hand down Jack’s thigh, Kol then cupped his balls. “Why are you trying to repress your natural urges?” His fingers toyed with his sac then slid up and rimmed his tight sphincter once more. “Didn’t I tell you to look within? Realize what is true?”

Natural? True? Jack closed his eyes, pondering the dancer’s words. Had his past curiosities been more than what he’d thought them to be?

“And as for the beast comment, this is why.”

Purchase links for Lovers and the Fiend:
EvernightPublishing

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AllRomance eBooks

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Meet Andrea Downing

Andrea Downing

Hi Andrea, welcome. 

Hi Becca, thanks so much for having me here today.  

If I could write with an English accent that's what you'd be hearing.  Although I was born here in NYC, I moved to the UK and have spent most of my life on the other side of 'The Pond.'  They did their best over there to hammer out the Yank in me, teaching me to eat sausage sandwiches with Branston pickle, drink Earl Grey tea and gargle with TCP (a liquid antiseptic) when I have a cold.  I spent years bringing up my baby and writing, editing a poetry magazine and teaching.  Then, horror of horrors, the baby grew into a lovely young lady with ideas of her own, one of which was to come to the USA for university.  She was hooked.  She decided to stay on after college, and I was forced to follow.  Yep, they dragged me back to the good ol' USA and are now trying to iron out the kinks, getting me to say 'parking lot' instead of 'carpark,' spell words like 'realiZed' with the Z instead of an S and eat—OMG—hot dogs.

So how did this transplanted English Rose come to write a western historical novel?  That, as they say, is a turn-up for the books!  Well, all that time we were living in Britain we had long holidays—vacations to you Yanks—with thanks to the English school system which gives the children a month at Christmas and Easter and two months in the summer.  Avoiding the unpredictable English weather, we chose to holiday out west on ranches where the weather was equally unpredictable but somewhat warmer in the summer—with the bonus that the riding was good.  Did I say "good?"  No, it was great.  To date, the baby and I have been to some seventeen ranches throughout the western states, always searching for some new scenery and some new experience.  I don't know how many miles we've clocked up on our road trips but we've certainly covered a good few.  Soooo, all that western experience had to lead to something.  What better than to write a book that encompasses both the West that I love and the English Rose?

When I learned that British aristocrats owned most of the large cattle companies in the late 1800s, the stage was set for LOVELAND.   The Americans at the time, you see, could not borrow money so readily as the British in order to start these companies. The English and the Scots, therefore, moved in, foreseeing the fortunes that could be made.  Smart bunch!  Only thing they didn't count on was—that unpredictable weather I just mentioned. 

Well, if I continue, the Loveland story will be spoiled and I'd obviously prefer it if you went out and read the book.  So let me end here with my sincere thanks once again, Becca, for having me here today.   As we say out west, "Much appreciated!"

I am very pleased to have you here, Andrea. I'm a country girl to the core so Loveland sounds great. 

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When Lady Alexandra Calthorpe returns to the Loveland, Colorado, ranch owned by her father, the Duke, she has little idea of how the experience will alter her future. Headstrong and willful, Alex tries to overcome a disastrous marriage in England and be free of the strictures of Victorian society --and become independent of men. That is, until Jesse Makepeace saunters back into her life...

Hot-tempered and hot-blooded cowpuncher Jesse Makepeace can’t seem to accept that the child he once knew is now the ravishing yet determined woman before him. Fighting rustlers proves a whole lot easier than fighting Alex when he’s got to keep more than his temper under control.

Arguments abound as Alex pursues her career as an artist and Jesse faces the prejudice of the English social order. The question is, will Loveland live up to its name?

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She sat on a stool and pulled off first one boot, then the other and kicked them aside, then she stood and put her leg on the stool to roll down her stockings one by one.

He marveled at her wantonness, her lack of propriety. “Alex, stop,” he said, laying his hand on hers. “Stop. You know...”

But he was lost; she took his face in her hands and pulled him to her, kissing him so any resistance he had had was now shattered. His heart beat faster at the sweetness of her mouth, the softness of her tongue, the lack of air as they sought each other. His hands moved over her feeling the outline of her body, knowing its curves, its gentleness, its yielding. “Are you sure?” he asked at last.

“I want you so much, Jesse, I want you so much, I’m not waiting three years. And if...if anything happens, so what? We’ll get married, that’ll be it.”

“Yes, but Alex, you can’t... I mean, it’d be a shotgun wedding, it’s not how—”

“Shh.” She put her finger to his mouth and then turned for him to unhook her gown. He ran his hands gently down her exposed back, feeling each scar, then kissed her neck.

“You have nothing on under...”

“It’s how the gown is made. Monsieur Worth builds the undergarments into the gown.” Her voice was at barely a whisper, a tremor showing her nerves. She turned and still held the gown up to her, then, looking at Jesse, let it drop to the floor.

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Meet Claire Croxton

A Little Background on this fun author. 

After spending over a decade as a technical writer in Northern Alaska, Claire Croxton chucked aside her mukluks, loaded up her cats and relocated to a farm in Japton, Arkansas to pursue a career in writing fiction.

She had no idea there were places more remote than tiny, Iñupiaq villages with no road access, yet she managed to find one. The woods of Madison County are inspirational and she has written several contemporary romances, which she refers to as soul-searching snark. They are filled with unique characters-strong, bold women and knock-your-bloomers-off hot men. Sure they're flawed, but who cares? Have you seen their abs?

In addition to writing, she serves on the board of the Ozark Writers League and is the president of the Oklahoma Writers Federation, Inc. Her non-writing time is spent managing Sunflower Heritage Farms where she raises heritage breed rabbits, chickens, geese, sheep, goats, hogs and the occasional Mammoth donkey.

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Redneck Ex took 3rd Place in the Preditor and Editors 2012 Romance Book of the Year.

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With one twang of a banjo string, Summer Leigh Johnson's tidy, organized life in Barrow, Alaska is jolted back to the Ozarks when her coon-hunting, tobacco-chewing, bull-riding, redneck ex-husband asks for her help. She has two options: turn her back on him like he did to her eleven years ago, or help. Burdened with the curse of every southern woman--What Would Mama Do?--she goes to his aid. And what does she find? The man she fell in love with all those years ago and a second chance at love and family. The last time she gave her heart to Dwight, he flicked it aside like an empty can of Skoal. This time he's cradling it as gently as he would a speckled pup. It will take a lot more than Dwight's southern charm and good looks to convince Summer to stay.

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“You’re going to Germany?”

“Yeah.” I stepped into the bathroom and grabbed some Tylenol before taking my original seat. The pills stuck in my throat and I washed them down with lukewarm coffee.

“Why the hell would you go see your ex-husband?” Her red face clearly indicated her anger.

“His parents were always good to me,” I tried to explain. “Generous and kind. Always made me feel like a part of the family.”

“Screw that!” Janice interjected herself into the conversation in her usual gentle manner. “Any debt to them was paid when their ass-of-a-son left you.”

“We didn’t even know you’d been married.” Bernice sounded tentative and worried. “How much can this man mean to you if your best friends don’t even know about him?” She took my hands, rubbed them softly and asked, “Why would you go to him? Especially after all these years?”

“For God’s sake. I’d never go see my ex!” Janice exclaimed.

“We all know you wouldn’t piss on your ex if he were on fire...” Stephanie said.

“I would if I peed gasoline!”

We laughed.

“Not everyone abhors their ex,” I said.

“You might not detest your ex, but God knows you don’t like the guy,” Janice said. “Never. Once. In the eight years I’ve known you have you even mentioned him. Never! How can you go to him now?”

“Because if I refuse to go and something happened to him, I’d never be able to forgive myself.”

Stephanie and Candy nodded in understanding, but I could tell, Janice and Bernice needed more convincing.

“Look at it this way, how can I be a martyr if I don’t go?” I joked.

Meet Wendy Ely

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Please welcome Wendy Ely to Meet the author Monday. What are readers saying about this talented writer?

Rebbeca Rose calls Confessions "A beautifully crafted story of agonizing loss, everlasting love, and the power of forgiveness."

Sara's Reviews says, "Ms. Ely has done it again. This (Midnight Secrets) is an awesome book  about secrets and love, death and redemption."

Wendy Ely lives in Phoenix, Arizona and loves to visit the quiet desert town that she set her Desert Secret series in. She started her writing career in 2008, focusing on the contemporary romance and romantic suspense genres. She serves on the board for her local Romance Writers America chapter and mentors authors in their own writing career. 

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When she isn't writing, she loves spending time with her real-life hero, their teenagers, and two crazy cats. Reading, watching movies, swimming, and enjoying the sunshine that her state provides makes her happy. 

You can find Wendy here: 

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Meet Heather Long

Please welcome the very talented Heather Long to Meet the Author Monday. 

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Heather’s love affair with books began at a very young age. Taking journeys around the globe and across the stars were available with just the turn of the page. Her affection with the written word deepened as she got older. Becoming an author seemed a natural progression, she’s still courting the written word, but now she takes the lead on it.

Fun Facts about Heather

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She writes in multiple genres including:

·        Military Romance (Always a Marine)
·        Contemporary Romance
·        Urban Fantasy (Earth Witches Aren’t Easy)
·        Paranormal Romance (Into the Spotlight)
·        Paranormal Historical Western Romance (Fevered Hearts)
·        Romantic Suspense (The Fortunate Buddha)
·        Erotic Romance (Forbidden Legacy)

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At varying times in her history she dreamed of working as an investigative journalist, a clinical psychologist, a pilot, an astronaut, a teacher, and an attorney.  All of these contributed to her desire to write—she wanted to help others and touch lives as the books she read growing up touched hers.

She’s an animal enthusiast, and is often teased about her “straydar” for all the stray and lost dogs she’s found and either given a home to or returned to their owners (if she could find them).

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She started a reader group called Fevered Fanatics on Facebook for her paranormal western historical romance series—which funnily enough began as an idea for a novella that has since grown to include four full-length titles with three more planned.

When it comes to her favorite books, it’s the characters that bring her back to read them over and over.

About Heather's Marines

Writing Always a Marine is the realization of two dreams—a series that lets her return again and again to familiar faces while focusing on the service of our men and women in arms.

Discover more about Heather and the Always a Marine series:

Heather Long Website | Facebook | Always a Marine Series Page | Twitter

The eighth installment in the Always a Marine anthology in 1Night Stand (1NS)line for Decadent Publishing. 1Night Stand is the business name of an exclusive online dating service run by Madame Evangeline who provides her clients with a possibility of happily ever after or happily for now.

Meet Author Jessica E. Subject

One of my favorite authors and an outstanding woman to become acquainted with is the dynamic Jessica E. Subject. Everywhere Jessica appears she brings a smile and sparkle. It is great to have you here today, Jessica.

Thank you so much, Becca, for inviting me on your blog! It’s a pleasure to be here.

Hello everyone! I guess I’m here to talk about myself, which is something I really don’t like doing. But, this is Meet-the-Author, so let’s get started.

For those who have never heard of me before, I write romance that is generally either science fiction or contemporary. My first published title was Celestial Seduction, a 1Night Stand story, and my most recent releases are Accidental Romance and Made For Her. In my stories, I like to explore the idea of love not being limited by boundaries. I’ve written characters with Alopecia Areata, acid burns to their face, amputations, and have included aliens and clones. Because I believe that everyone in the universe deserves a happily ever after.My stories range from sweet to erotica, so there is something for everyone.

While I’ve been writing stories, and creating lives of characters in my head ever since I can remember, it wasn’t until I was on maternity leave with my second child that I started writing in the hopes of publication. At the time, my daughter was in kindergarten, and absolutely hated the idea of reading. She’s one of those kids that if she can’t comprehend things the first time, she gets so frustrated. A chip off the old block. LOL Anyway, I thought if I wrote a book about something she was interested in, she might actually want to read.

It worked. She now reads above her grade level, and in a second language. She loves reading, and when asked what she wanted for Christmas this year, her answer was always “books.” Though some relatives had a hard time understanding why that’s all she would ask for.

And I kept writing. But my stories were no longer for children. I wrote about superheroes that turned into aliens without any super powers, and falling in love with people from Earth, or just having sex with them. It was almost like therapy for me, as I was terrified of aliens coming to Earth. The fear came about after watching the movie Signs, and living in the country surrounded by corn fields. But my writing helped me to get over that fear, and I haven’t stopped. I don’t plan to, either.  


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Made For Her Blurb:

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After terrorists murder the love of her life, Colonel Mikayla Jones trains squadron after squadron of the clones he brought to life, to take to the skies. When she discovers a young clone of her husband in her newest class, her world spins out of control. How can she command the look-a-like when she can’t help but yearn for him to fill an ache in her heart?

Dare was created to be the best. As the first Daniel clone to leave Onatria labs, he needs to prove he is more than just a DNA copy. To do that, he must rely on the wife of the man who donated his genes. But when she refuses to train him, Dare faces discharge and returning to the labs. Can he convince Colonel Jones to finish his training and find a way into her bed? Or will long kept secrets unhinge the entire clone project?

Available from Decadent Publishing and other ebook retailers.

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Accidental Romance Blurb:

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At twenty-two, Leanne Declan has graduated from college and hopes to take over the family farm until a tragic accident changes her life forever. Unable to do the simplest everyday chores, she must depend on her family and friends as she learns to face life’s challenges. But when her fears threaten to destroy her future, can an unexpected love be strong enough to help her dreams come true?

Available from Decadent Publishing and other ebook retailers.

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From Decadent Publishing

1Night Stand

Beneath the Starry Sky

Celestial Seduction

Unknown Futures

Satin Sheets in Space

Sudden Breakaway

Intergalactic Heat – print

Another Night, Another Planet (coming soon)

The Edge

The Power of Three

Crash Landing

Alien Lover

Elatia

An Unexpected Return

Another Night, Another Planet (coming soon)

The Underground

Never Gonna Let You Go

Single Titles

Accidental Romance

Made For Her

Indie Titles

Alien Adoration (coming soon)

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Last Minute Customers

Meet the Author Monday Returns!

 First guests are LJ Garland and Debbie Gould, whose talents and creativity make them stand out among the crowd. Please make them feel welcome.

L.J. Garland:

Though born and raised in the south, L.J. Garland has lived on both the east and west coasts. She adores traveling, the latest adventures added to her Bucket List: Machu Pichu and Australia’s Rainforest and Great Barrier Reef.

Married to her best friend for over twenty years, she spends her time home schooling three rambunctious boys, editing in the epub industry, and writing stories that she hopes catches her readers’ imaginations as much as the characters and plotlines captivate her. In her spare time (what there is of it LOL), she has a multitude of hobbies, including building archery equipment from scratch and creating stained glass. She has a passion for anything that goes Boom! …from fireworks to high-powered combat rifles…it’s all good. She and her husband are both rated helicopter pilots and spent their 10^th anniversary flying cross-country from east to west coast…an adventure she highly recommends.

Debbie Gould:

Born in Wichita Falls, Texas, at the age of two Debbie and her mother moved to New Jersey, spending many happy years on her grandparents' horse farm. You'll sometimes find this setting as a backdrop in her work.

As a teenager, she and her mother found a new home in Vermont, where she currently resides. With a daughter in the Air Force (along with Debbie's six-year-old grandson), and two sons working for the family Well Drilling business, Debbie now shuffles her time between a full time job as a nurse and her writing career.

About seven years ago, while looking at over three hundred treasured books lining her shelves, she realized there was a multitude of stories of her own clamoring for release. Since then, she's seriously persevered in keeping the keyboard in constant motion.

Together:

L.J. Garland and Debbie Gould have been writing together for years...so much so, that they've reached the point where they finish each other's sentences. Which is great, because it saves time. They love brainstorming new ways to torture their characters and hope readers enjoy their stories. Find out what's in the works at their shared blog, Garland and Gould. 

In My Sights

A 1Night Stand Story

Pararescuemen Series – Book 2

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Six months ago, Siobhan Cantrell’s world was changed forever by a sniper’s bullet. The incident transformed her from a secure confident woman to a recluse, afraid to leave her own home. When her friends urge her to re-enter the world of the living, they suggest Madame Eve’s 1Night Stand dating service. Nervous, she signs up and learns the company is renown for in-depth background checks and safe encounters. So, how dangerous could it be?

Sergeant Bobby Martin has witnessed Madame Eve’s magic firsthand. His teammate found true love through her service. Still a skeptic but giving in to peer pressure, the Air Force Pararescueman signs himself up. When he meets Siobhan, his doubts fly out the window—unfortunately bullets start flying in them. Determined to protect her from a sniper that won’t give up, Bobby vows to keep her safe. As their chemistry ramps up, so does the sniper’s attempts.

Can Bobby keep Siobhan alive, or will the killer catch them in his sights?

Genre: Contemporary, military romance, erotic romance, suspense/thriller

Heat level: 4

Word count – 16k

Cover art by Fantasia Frog Designs

BUY:

Decadent Publishing

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“Look, I’m not gonna lie to you.” He loosened his hold on her while he perused her face, settling on her mouth. “I wasn’t sure about this one-night thing to start with, but after seeing you…well, I can definitely follow through. No problem.” He shifted his attention to her face, the naked heat swirling in his baby blues causing her breath to catch. “But after what all you told me, I want you to know I get it. We can play this thing any way you want. Fast. Slow. Or I can just hold you.” He trailed his fingers up and down her arms, sending delicious tingles along her skin. “Though I’ll admit, that’s not my first choice.”

She stared at him. God, he was such a gentleman. Without hesitating, she lifted onto her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, crushed her mouth against his, and…holy crap, what a kiss! Her pulse jumped, her head spun. A fire sparked deep inside her, and her breath caught at the passion winding through her. She didn’t know what she’d been expecting exactly, but not anything like this.

Before she melted into a puddle at his feet, she broke the kiss and gazed up at him. “Does that answer your question?”

A sexy grin curved his lips. “Yes, ma’am.”

Love & Curses

Cursed Ink Book 1

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Calista Page always gives her heart to the wrong guy. The latest one gives her a tattoo before he dumps her to move on to his next conquest. As she falls apart from yet another failed relationship, her sexy, steadfast neighbor holds her. Why can’t she find a guy like him?

Successful restaurant owner, Andy Mitchell pines for the girl next door. Tired of being her go-to guy, he decides to tell her how he feels. But fresh off her latest rejection, he wonders if he can convince her that this time love will last.

“Death is after you,” Calista’s crazy aunt warns. After cursing the tattoo artist who broke niece’s heart, she fears the black magic has splashed over to her. Gypsy mumbo-jumbo or not, Andy’s instincts kick in, but with Death determined to take Calista’s life at every turn, can Andy unravel the secret of Love and Curses before it’s too late?

Genre: Paranormal romance, suspense/thriller, erotic romance

Heat level: 4

Word count – 18k

Cover art by TygraPro Designs

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“I thought we were on the same page here, Calista.”

Bright gold eyes turned toward him. “I thought we were, too.”

“Good.” He trailed his fingers over her collarbone and down to her chest where he drew lazy circles over her damp, bronze skin. Damn if she hadn’t ridden him like a female jockey. Got them both across the finish line, too. If only she’d had a whip—

“I just don’t understand why we can’t go out to a restaurant and have an actual meal together.” She sighed, her breasts rising and falling enticingly. “It’s not like it’s a big deal.”

Not a big deal? One meal turns into two, and next thing, she’s picking out fucking china. Hell no. Ben gave her his special smile—the one that more than one girl had admitted made her panties wet—and ground his pelvis against her thigh. “C’mon, baby. We’ve had two weeks of fun, why ruin what we have by getting dressed? Le’me order us a pizza.”

“It’s been ten days.” She shoved him away and sat up.

He nodded. “Yes, we’ve been eating way too much pizza. Chinese. How about Moo Shu Pork?”

Scooting her long legs over the side of the bed, she perched on the edge of the mattress with her back to him, shoulders hunched. “So, what is it? Do I embarrass you or something?”

Ben scrubbed his hands over his face. This was exactly why he didn’t care for relationships. Games, wordplay, the struggle for control, insecurities—all of it a waste of time. Amid that were about three hours of hot, sweaty sex—sometimes more if the girl he was with understood the score.

Calista did not.

“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re gorgeous.” He moved closer to her, the thin sheet sliding away and the cool air wafting over his heated skin. As he reached to brush her long black hair to the side, a shudder coursed down his back. “And the tat on your shoulder makes you sexier than ever.” He trailed his fingers over his work, the tribal-style bird he’d inked two weeks—no, ten days ago. “My little sparrow.”

She twisted toward him. “So, you think of me as something you can keep caged?”

He bowed his head and squeezed his eyes closed. Damn it. Here we go. “No. Nobody’s caged. No one’s controlling anyone else.” He lifted his gaze to meet hers. “That’s the point.”

Her jaw tightened, and she swallowed. “So, all I am is a good time, right?”

“You sure sounded as though you were having a good time when you were riding me like there was no tomorrow.”

Her expression darkened, and tears welled in her eyes. Aw, hell. 

Sins of the Mind

Red River Series

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Seven years ago, Abby Montgomery survived a brutal attack. Now she is ready to put her pain in the past and move on with her life. The problem is, one by one the men in her life are being viciously murdered.

The detective assigned to the case, Ethan Parker, has demons of his own to hide. As the danger gets closer to Abby, so does Ethan. But can they get past his secrets before the killer gets to them? Sometimes the sins of the mind are more depraved than the sins of the heart.

Genre: Contemporary, erotic romance, suspense, thriller, romantic suspense

Heat level: 4

Word count – 87k

Cover art by LFD Designs

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Decadent Publishing

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ARe 

Smashwords 

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“Moment?” He raised his eyebrows, tried for a surprised expression. “We were having a moment? Where was I?”

A husky laugh escaped Abby’s lips. She gave him a playful shove, but he caught her hand, his fingers encircling her delicate wrist. With great care, he bowed his head and pressed his lips to the center of her palm. Her sharp intake of air told him she liked it.

“Is this the moment you were referring to?” He kissed her wrist. “Or this?” His mouth grazed along her skin, up the side of her neck to the tender point below her ear.

“Mmm.” She shivered.

He inhaled, reveled in her unique scent. A mixture of spicy vanilla and exotic flowers invaded his senses and sent the room slowly spinning. Primal lust roared through him, demanded he possess her in a rush of carnal passion.

But Ethan resisted.

Intent on enticing Abby into a wild, heated frenzy, he trailed the tip of his tongue along her throat. Her pulse hammered beneath his ardent attention, and he reveled in her response. His fingers slid over her supple skin. One hand sought the silky tresses adorning her head while the other coaxed her legs across his lap and then slipped around her waist.

He pulled back, stared into her lovely face. Eyelids fluttering, she sighed in his arms. When she looked at him, desire burned bright in her eyes. His heart stuttered at the sight, and hot need rushed to his groin.

“Abby.” Her name rolled from his tongue in a mix of desperation and lust. A voracious hunger to taste every inch of her body washed over him. The urge to kiss the small of her back, to run his tongue along her skin, delving and dipping into her secret, sensitive places, all but overwhelmed him. “Tell me to stop. If you’re not ready, honey, tell me to stop right now and by all that’s holy, I will. But you need to know how much I want you right now.”

Meet the Author Monday

Meet the Author Monday is returning. After way too many months, Meet the Author Mondays is returning with flair. We will kick off  January with LJ Garland and Debbie Gould. This dynamic duo has some great book together. Also appearing this month are equally charismatic and lovely Jessica E. Subject and Heather Long. All four of this month's guest are authors whose work I enjoy, and I think they will impress you with their talent. So don't miss out - mark you calendars and pop by every Monday to see who's visiting and who's on deck. Never know when you might find your next favorite author.

Mistletoe Madness - Kindle Fire Giveaway

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Merry Christmas 

Happy Hanukkah

 Happy Kwanza

Lovely Yalda

Happy Yule

 Blessed Solstice

Happy New Year.... 

  

 

There seems to be a plethora of holidays in the heart of winter. But no matter what you celebrate, it is a time to look forward and to appreciate what we have, to see the value of family, and to share our blessings. So I want to share with you. As part of the Mistletoe Madness Blog Hop, I will be giving away reader's choice of my winter releases, Jingle All the Way, Ice Crystal, or The Millionaire and the Girl Next Door, as well as a personal gift for the winner. Contest runs Dec. 14 through Dec 21 so you have seven days to win. Participants may be international.

So how do you win? Well, you may enter in a few ways but all involve leaving a comment and a way for me to contact you. If you would like to do all four, you will be entered for each and quadruple your chances to win here. If you like me on facebook or follow on twitter, I will have a way to reach you without having to leave your email addy, but be sure to comment either there or here so I know that you are in the contest.

1) Leave a comment about your favorite holiday tradition or comment on any of my books you have read.
2) Like me on Facebook  and then tell me here or there that you did so you get credit.
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4) Go to my website and come back here or leave a comment there on one thing you liked or disliked about the site.

And that's it. Four ways to win here today. AND just in case you haven't done your shopping yet, or you haven't bought something special for yourself, be sure you hop to the other blogs. More than 50 Participating Authors with prizes along the way and a fantastic grand prize. For the grand prize, click here to enter and follow the instructions. That's it! Good Luck and Have Fun!

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I'm glad you're here and hope you take a moment to look around. Decadent Publishing's Give a Reader a Reader is a special kind of giveaway - a present with a bonus. I love it when there is something a little extra and in this case is it is far from little. When a bonus pops up within my writing that is a special treat as well. 

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A Story Within a Story

As the holidays approach and the world gets a little crazy, I am thinking about all the things that make me smile. Mostly family comes to mind, the fun, the annoying, and even the slightly off kilter relatives that always seem to pop out of the woodwork for the big holidays. I’ll always remember the first time my quiet and conservative husband met my family. All he could say was, “They’re so loud.”

What else should I have expected from a man whose relatives speak to the person directly across the table or on either side. No shouting across the room. No spontaneous games of pillow football. And heaven forbid, no unplanned wrestling matches. The unexpected that pops up whenever my relatives gather always seemed like a bonus to me. With the hub’s family, we know what to expect: quiet chatter, good food, a gentle catching up—which is nice, don’t get me wrong. But with mine, a feeling of expectation hovers, that Christmas morning edge no matter the time of year. Will Cousin Kelli finally bring a guy younger than her father to the party? Will Uncle Blake and Uncle Cain slip a bit too much brandy in the eggnog and get Grandma tipsy? Such gatherings are never dull. We have much the same things as at my husband’s gatherings, tons of good food, laughter, a time to catch up, but the sense of what will happen next can’t be ignored. And that is a special thing to me. After more than a quarter century of married life, my quiet, gentle man is now usually smack dab in the middle of whatever chaos occurs, a giant grin on his sexy face as he shouts across the room and encourages complete abandon and unmitigated joy. Have to a man who can be the well-mannered engineer in one setting and the favorite crazy uncle in the next. Who could ask for a better bonus than that?

Perhaps that is part of the reason I adore a bonus. It’s like opening a gift and finding not only what you had hoped for but a little something unexpected and sweet that the giver has slipped in just because he knows you’ll love it. That’s the way I feel when a story emerges within a story. The Millionaire and the Girl Next Door demanded that the hero solve an old mystery surrounding his new home. The locals all claim that an axe-wielding ghost haunts his property, but he doesn’t believe until she comes to him in his dreams. Jake struggles to find a way to help her find peace without losing himself to her pain.

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The Millionaire and the Girl Next Door Blurb

Tired of chasing his family’s need for money and power, millionaire Jake Wescott heads to Freewill, Wyoming and the beautiful piece of heaven that calls to him.

The girl next door, Christa Dunham puts family first, and she’s determined to protect them from the city boy before he ruins their hunting grounds or steals her heart and then walks away when the lonely nights get too long.

Neither of them expects the attraction that pulls them together nor the lost spirit who wants to drive them apart. Confronting the past leaves them both anxious to find a love beyond a lifetime.

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“Forget it, Wescott. It was a dream.” He spoke aloud, hoping he would believe it, but when sleep returned, so did the nightmare.

He stood in the corner of a small, dimly lit cellar. The rock walls crumbled in places, and the air felt damp. He shivered when a rat scurried past. The door opened, and a dark haired man entered dressed in Puritan clothing. The stranger carried an old-fashioned lantern in his hand. The additional light revealed a fragile looking woman huddled on a thin pallet against the opposite wall. Her clothes bore the signs of repeated struggles, and bruises marred her fair skin and emphasized her large gray eyes. Jake could not understand the man’s mumbled words, but he could clearly hear the girl and feel her stress as if it were his own.

“Please, let me go. I promise no one will ever know. Please!”

Her words became sobs, her body a trembling mass. He wanted to comfort her, to protect her, but he could not move, his boots frozen in place. When the other man crossed the room and jerked the woman to her feet, fear escalated to hysteria. She fought hard, screaming and clawing at her attacker until he slapped her. The blow slammed the girl’s head into the stone wall.

Appalled, Jake could only stare helplessly. The beating continued until the assailant shoved the woman on the pallet and fell over her, struggling to hold her down while he fumbled with his trousers. Sickened, Jake forced the dream away, unwilling to witness what came next.

He awoke calling the woman’s name, but when he tried to repeat it, it hovered unclear on the edge of his mind. Adrenaline filled his system, making his hand tremble. He drove his fingers through his still damp hair, seeking to calm the anger and frustration circling in his head and gut. Although the clock said it was barely dawn, a faint light filtered through the windows. There was no chance in hell he could go back to sleep. Jerking on a pair of running shorts and a clean T-shirt, he woke Bud and headed out the door. With luck, a run would blow away the feeling of disgust the dream had left behind.

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