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KATHLEEN'S PLACE TO REFLECT
Sunday, December 27, 2015
HOLIDAY SALE ~99 CENTS ~ BEAU COUP PUBLISHING
Beau Coup Publishing is having a fabulous sale for three days starting today. The City Lights Series along with many other romantic reads are yours for 99 cents each. It's time to take advantage of this sale and curl up with a romance novel and escape to a place where dreams do come true.
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Monday, December 21, 2015
EARLY CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Merry Christmas! Luc is my 2 1/2 year old Coton de Tulear. He is my writing buddy and he wants to help me share my good news.
Drum Roll Please! I received an early Christmas present. A contract from Beachwalk Press, for my contemporary romance, Love's Encore popped up in my inbox. I am so excited to share Sadie's and Vince's story. I'll give you more details as I learn them. For now, here is the unedited blurb.
Love's Encore
Contemporary romance
When she runs into Vince De Carlo, an actor she worked with in a theater group back in her hometown of Point Pleasant NJ, in the hotel lobby, she is pleasantly surprised. He transformed into one hot dude. Seeing him again disrupts her plans and reminds her of the life she reluctantly left behind. The dark-haired and muscular actor soon sparks her desires. Vince is in LA to promote a television pilot and his attraction to Sadie is stronger than ever. He never forgot her, even though a trusted friendship and a scripted kiss was all they shared.
The reunited pair give in to temptation with passion taking the lead, but reality collides with lust, and both struggle with strong doubts about their blossoming romance. Sadie dreads facing her defeat as an actress, and Vince worries how a struggling actor like himself will never be able to give the accomplished Sadie what she deserves.
Will this small town couple find a way to keep their love alive and build a future where dreams do come true? Is it better to bury the past? Or will act two lead the way to their heart’s desire?
Monday, December 7, 2015
SPOTLIGHT ~ FIRE TRILOGY ~ BY DEVIKA FERNANDO
My talented friend, Devika Fernando, has two new releases in The Fire Trilogy Series. Beautifully written, romance at it's finest. Take a peek!
Playing with Fire (FIRE Trilogy, Book 1)
Dancing with Fire (FIRE
Trilogy, Book 2)
Living with Fire (FIRE
Trilogy, Book 3)
The Complete FIRE Trilogy (Books 1, 2 & 3)
BLURB (the same for Books 2
& 3):
When a fire witch and an ice wizard flee to Iceland to build a new life,
they never expect the one thing that could tear them apart – Kyle, adding his
own magic into the mix. Felicia starts questioning everything they have. She is
torn between the man who loves her but is her polar opposite, and the man who
attracts her but means nothing but trouble.
As if her confusing emotions weren’t enough, Felicia finds her life
turned upside down when a terrifying natural disaster threatens the end of the
country and the entire world.
Will she be able to control her gift and play the part that is expected
of her? Will she give in to temptation or will she save the world?
EXCERPTS:
From DWF
Felicia narrowed her fire-spitting eyes at him, snorted and turned on
her heel.
“I’m going. I’m done with whatever child’s play or craziness this is,”
she announced, scanning the afternoon sky for her zooming dragon way up high
and sending out a silent call to it.
In an instant, Kyle was by her side, his heat more intense than ever. He
grabbed her arm and wouldn’t let it go when she tried to yank it away. She
glowered at him, unsettled by the dangerous flash in his amber eyes and by the
way her body reacted to his touch.
“You’re absolutely gorgeous when you’re all fired up…pardon the pun,”
Kyle said, his gravelly voice a predatory growl. The heat from his fingers
would have singed her arm right through the blouse and blazer if she hadn’t
been so fuelled by her own heat and magic running rampant. Somehow, part of her
anger diffused, which was strange because she wanted to be angry, she rather
liked it in defense to how confused Kyle made her and how exhausted the
training session had left her.
“Flattering me won’t get you anywhere,” she said drily, but her voice
didn’t come out half as harshly as she wanted it.
He raised his eyebrows at her, a little of his serious and furious mask
slipping away to slink off until it was needed again.
“What will get me somewhere
with you?” he asked, and there was no humor in his tone although his choice of
words made it sound like a joke.
“How about honesty?”
FROM LWF
Joshua was gaping at her, his mouth opening and closing silently like a
fish out of water. There was a sudden increase in icy coldness, and he froze
into a statue, his face now expressionless and his eyes drawn and unfathomable
as always when he was deeply distressed or too emotional for his own good.
“Can you hear yourself? You sound like some fatalistic, maniacal sect
member or the leader of a dangerously foolish occult movement,” he said with
that unnerving, neutral calm of his.
To cover up the disappointment and hurt and anger at his reaction,
Felicia threw her head back and laughed coldly, mirthlessly. She tossed her
hair over one shoulder, stood up straight and stared into his eyes.
“Thanks for the suggestion. I think I’d rather like that. An occult
movement revolving around the power of fire. I’ll be the terrifying fire
goddess ruling mercilessly, with everyone falling at their feet and offering me
their heart on a platter. I’ll make the world burn until it puts the sun to
shame. Want to stick around and watch, snowman?”
As soon as the words had left her mouth, she wanted to take them back.
What had she just said? This wasn’t her, this wasn’t normal, this wasn’t right!
This was her Joshua she was wounding and repelling…and yet, she would not take
the words back. Didn’t she have every right to behave like this?
The choice is yours.
Rise and shine. Go out and rule!
The voice inside her mind was so powerful she half thought she had
spoken the words out loud.
Beside her, Kyle was cackling and clapping his hands, and her fire
dragon was turning cartwheels a little ahead. There was so much heat around
her, inside her. It needed out.
AUTHOR BIO:
Almost as soon as Devika Fernando could write, she imagined stories and
poems. After finishing her education in Germany and returning to her roots in
Sri Lanka, she got a chance to turn her passion into her profession. Having
lived in Germany and in Sri Lanka with her husband has made her experience the
best (and the worst) of two totally different worlds - something that
influences her writing. Her trademark is writing sweet and sensual, deeply
emotional romance stories where the characters actually fall in love instead of
merely falling in lust.
What she loves most about being an author is the chance to create new
worlds and send her protagonists on a journey full of ups and downs that will
leave them changed. She draws inspiration from everyone and everything in life.
Besides being a romance novel author, Devika is a faithful servant to all the
cats and dogs she has adopted. When she's not writing, she's reading or
thinking about writing.
EXTRA INFO ABOUT THE BOOKS:
Book 1 can be
read as a stand-alone (and downloaded for free from most platforms). Book 2
ends on a cliffhanger and is part of the same story as Book 3.
BUY LINKS:
Dancing with Fire
Also available on
B&N, Kobo, GooglePlay, Apple iTunes and Smashwords (for all buy links, go
to http://www.devikafernando.com/fire-trilogy.html)
Living with Fire
Also available on
B&N, Kobo, GooglePlay, Apple iTunes and Smashwords (for all buy links, go
to http://www.devikafernando.com/fire-trilogy.html)
SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS:
https://twitter.com/Author_Devika
https://plus.google.com/+DevikaFernando
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
SPOTLIGHT ~ REX'S MATE ~ BY V. S. MORGAN
Links:
Blurb:
Former
assassin Rex realizes retirement isn’t all it’s cracked up to be without
someone to share it with. He longs for the kind of connection his friends
Hunter and Casey have. Tired of meaningless hookups, Rex and his wolf are ready
to find their mate. But what if his mate is the human-were bunny shifter his
former boss placed in his care? Can he win the heart of this fierce and
beautiful man?
Abducted and genetically altered against his will, Aaron is thrust into a world he’d thought was only make-believe. Under the protection of a Minnesota wolf pack, he struggles with his new abilities as a rabbit shifter and his growing attraction for his cocky protector. Can he trust the former assassin to keep him safe and find his brother still being held captive by the evil group responsible for changing his life forever?
Abducted and genetically altered against his will, Aaron is thrust into a world he’d thought was only make-believe. Under the protection of a Minnesota wolf pack, he struggles with his new abilities as a rabbit shifter and his growing attraction for his cocky protector. Can he trust the former assassin to keep him safe and find his brother still being held captive by the evil group responsible for changing his life forever?
Excerpt:
Something tickled his ear, and
teeth nipped the lobe. Oh, he liked it a bit rough.
“Oh yeah, baby. Bite me again.
Harder.” Rex opened his eyes, finding himself on his side, face-to-face with
the rabbit.
“Screw that!” He scrambled back, landing bare-assed on the floor.
Screw bunny?
His wolf’s puzzled response had him crab walking toward the door. How the hell had it gotten in bed with him? Hunter. That shithead.
Leaving the rabbit there, Rex shoved onto his feet and stormed upstairs to their room. He opened the door with so much force it slammed against the wall, causing Priss to bark at the end of the bed.
His righteous indignation diminished slightly with Hunter’s Glock trained on him. Maybe he needed to rethink how soft the former assassin had gotten. His friend lowered the gun and glared at him.
“What the hell, Hunter?” He planted his hands on his hips, more confident without a gun pointed at his face.
Casey sat up and rubbed his eyes, his reddish-blond hair standing on end. “What’s the naked, crazy man yelling about?”
Hunter covered the little wolf’s eyes. Shifters weren’t prudes, but he was one possessive dude now he had a mate. “What’s your damage? And go put some clothes on. Casey doesn’t need to see your man bits.”
“As if you didn’t know. I moved here, froze my balls off last winter, and how do you repay that friendship? By putting a rabbit on my bed. That wasn’t funny. I could have eaten him.” His stomach churned even though his wolf huffed in denial, insulted by the accusation.
No eat. Wolf like bunny.
Yeah, probably too much, you dumb wolf.
“Screw that!” He scrambled back, landing bare-assed on the floor.
Screw bunny?
His wolf’s puzzled response had him crab walking toward the door. How the hell had it gotten in bed with him? Hunter. That shithead.
Leaving the rabbit there, Rex shoved onto his feet and stormed upstairs to their room. He opened the door with so much force it slammed against the wall, causing Priss to bark at the end of the bed.
His righteous indignation diminished slightly with Hunter’s Glock trained on him. Maybe he needed to rethink how soft the former assassin had gotten. His friend lowered the gun and glared at him.
“What the hell, Hunter?” He planted his hands on his hips, more confident without a gun pointed at his face.
Casey sat up and rubbed his eyes, his reddish-blond hair standing on end. “What’s the naked, crazy man yelling about?”
Hunter covered the little wolf’s eyes. Shifters weren’t prudes, but he was one possessive dude now he had a mate. “What’s your damage? And go put some clothes on. Casey doesn’t need to see your man bits.”
“As if you didn’t know. I moved here, froze my balls off last winter, and how do you repay that friendship? By putting a rabbit on my bed. That wasn’t funny. I could have eaten him.” His stomach churned even though his wolf huffed in denial, insulted by the accusation.
No eat. Wolf like bunny.
Yeah, probably too much, you dumb wolf.
About
the Author:
V.S.
Morgan has lived all over the US but calls Minnesota her home now. Her
family includes her hubby, son, and a menagerie of pets.
She's been writing stories since she could hold a pencil and dreams of happily-ever-afters - even for two hot men - because love knows no boundaries. V.S. writes IRMC contemporary, paranormal, and suspense m/m and m/f with heart.
She's been writing stories since she could hold a pencil and dreams of happily-ever-afters - even for two hot men - because love knows no boundaries. V.S. writes IRMC contemporary, paranormal, and suspense m/m and m/f with heart.
V.S. is a GLBT ally and a lifetime contributor of The Trevor Project.
Author Links:
Website: http://www.vsmorgan.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/vsmorgan1
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/V.S.-Morgan/e/B008G0VH0S
Sunday, November 22, 2015
SPOTLIGHT & GIVEAWAY~ CLEAN SWEEP ~ BY V.L. LOCEY
BOOK INFORMATION
TITLE – Clean Sweep
SERIES – Venom Series
AUTHOR – V.L. Locey
GENRE – Erotic Hockey Romance
PUBLICATION DATE – Sept.26, 2015
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 155 pages/57,500
PUBLISHER – Gone Writing Publishing
COVER ARTIST – Reverie Design
BOOK SYNOPSIS
Fiery, flame-haired Jane Bratkowski is catapulted from a small college town to Philadelphia to become head coach of a new women’s hockey team, The Venom. It’s a life-changing opportunity, a dream come true until – in a cruel twist of fate that could turn into a nightmare – she comes face to face with her ex-husband Tore Ahlberg, the Wildcats' head of European Scouting.
Suddenly, Jane’s faced with more challenges than she bargained for: Will she let him distract her -- and derail her big chance to coach pro hockey? Can she build a team of relatively inexperienced, irrepressible young women into champions? Can she and Tore triumph over the gut-wrenching tragedy that ripped them apart -- or will the shocking truth of their passionate past threaten to destroy them once again?
BUY & TBR LINKS
EXCERPT
It was on the tip of my tongue to ask him how, or why, he remembered so much from our years of wedded bliss. Instead, I marched into the bathroom, Pomeranians in hand, then shut the door on him, his tie, and those damned recollections of a time best left in the past.
I washed my face then set to work on detangling. I accomplished this with snarling expletives aimed at long dead ancestors. The boys were restless. I laid down my hairbrush then snuck over to the door. I couldn`t hear my ex on the other side. I cracked the door just enough to peer through. Tore was standing at the sliding glass door. He still cut a fine figure from the back even though he was now in his early fifties. Wide shoulders, lean waist, long legs. The sun made his straw-colored blonde hair look like spun gold. It was time to stop, Jane. I had thought to ask him to walk the dogs but after that Rumpelstiltskin moment, perhaps a brisk walk would do me good. I closed the door quietly. Ten minutes later I stepped out, face freshly scrubbed, hair beaten into submission, and dogs in dire need.
"I have to get dressed," I told Tore when he turned from the city to look at me.
"You want me to leave?" I nodded. "We were married, Jane. Unless you have done some alterations, there is nothing I have not seen before."
I felt a slight flush rushing up behind the freckles on my cheeks. "There have been no alterations. Go wait on the patio. I mean it, Tore. Don`t give me that stupid look. Go."
"Stupid look? I have a stupid look?" he asked, a definite twinkle in his eye. A sharp comment was resting on my tongue. I swallowed it back to be nice. It was only seven am. Even ex-husbands deserve a small kindness from time to time.
AUTHOR BIO
V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, two dogs, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and three Jersey steers.
When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.
AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKS
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Monday, October 26, 2015
A FRIENDLY ARRANGEMENT...BOOK 2...BY CHRISTINE WARNER IS HERE!
Friday, October 23, 2015
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Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Cate Masters: Kathleen Ann Gallagher brings some Night Magic!
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Tuesday, September 22, 2015
SPOTLIGHT & GIVEAWAY ~ HARD AS STEEL ~ BY LAURA KAYE
We are absolutely thrilled to bring you the Release Day Launch for Laura Kaye's HARD AS STEEL!! HARD AS STEEL is a Hard Ink/Raven Riders Series Crossover Novella brought to you by 1001 Dark Nights. Grab your copy today!!
Amazon eBook ** Amazon Paperback
Excerpt: I’m thrilled to be here celebrating the release of my 21st book, HARD AS STEEL! After a midnight break-in at her apartment, close friends and Hard Ink Tattoo co-workers Ike Young and Jessica Jakes are forced into hiding—and forced to confront the feelings they’ve always denied for one another. I have always adored friends-to-lovers and forced proximity stories, and HARD AS STEEL delivers that and more, including a taste of both my award-winning and best-selling Hard Ink and upcoming Raven Riders series! Check out this excerpt: They stared at each for a long moment. Jess went from feeling amused to awkward to observed…and that made her hot. Especially as she was standing there in nothing but a towel. As if he could hear her thoughts, Ike’s gaze slowly ran down her neck to her chest. She wiped at something there and the wetness on the fingers told her it had been a droplet of water from her hair. Ike watched the movement of her hand openly, hungrily, and his desire made her bold, daring, hungry in return. Without giving herself time to second guess the idea, she reached out and lightly dragged her wet fingers against his bottom lip. And it was like she’d unleashed a beast. Ike grabbed her wrist and hauled her to him. He was on her everywhere. His hands in her hair, on her back, grabbing her ass and lifting her up. His tongue licked the exact route that water droplet had taken, from chest to neck to ear. And then he was kissing her, fucking her mouth with his tongue, absolutely devouring her. Jess held on like her life depended on it, and at some point she became aware of the breeze on her bare skin. She’d dropped the towel, which meant she was totally buck-ass naked in Ike’s big arms, and she couldn’t have cared less. Ike licked her mouth, sucked her tongue, nipped at her lips. He turned and made for the stairs, and Jess thought she might die from sheer joy and anticipation. He tasted like strength and sin and sex, and she tightened her legs around his hips as he carried her to the loft, eager to see if all of him tasted so good—or even better. When they reached the second floor, Ike growled low in his throat and his grip tightened on her on her ass, his fingers digging in. She moaned and— Cool air from the ceiling fan washed over Jess as Ike dropped her onto the bed—and promptly turned around to leave. Jess was so stunned she couldn’t speak. Just as he hit the top of the steps, he said, “Don’t fucking tease me, Jessica. I’m trying to do right by you, but I’m still just a goddamned man.”
About HARD AS STEEL: A Hard Ink/Raven Riders Crossover Novella
After identifying her employer's dangerous enemies, Jessica Jakes takes refuge at the compound of the Raven Riders Motorcycle Club. Fellow Hard Ink tattooist and Raven leader Ike Young promises to keep Jess safe for as long as it takes, which would be perfect if his close, personal, round-the-clock protection didn't make it so hard to hide just how much she wants him—and always has.
Ike Young loved and lost a woman in trouble once before. The last thing he needs is alone time with the sexiest and feistiest woman he's ever known, one he's purposely kept at a distance for years. Now, Ike's not sure he can keep his hands or his heart to himself—or that he even wants to anymore. And that means he has to do whatever it takes to hold on to Jess forever.
About Laura Kaye:
Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty books in contemporary and paranormal romance and romantic suspense. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.
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Friday, August 28, 2015
SPOTLIGHT ~ CLEAN SWEEP ~ BY V. L. LOCEY
Clean Sweep Book #1 of the Venom series by V.L. Locey
M/F Erotic Hockey Romance
Blurb:
Fiery, flame-haired Jane Bratkowski is catapulted from
a small college town to Philadelphia to become head coach of a new women’s
hockey team, The Venom. It’s a life-changing opportunity, a dream come true
until – in a cruel twist of fate that could turn into a nightmare – she comes
face to face with her ex-husband Tore Ahlberg, the Wildcats' head of European
Scouting.
Suddenly, Jane’s faced with more challenges than she
bargained for: Will she let him distract her -- and derail her big chance to
coach pro hockey? Can she build a team of relatively inexperienced,
irrepressible young women into champions? Can she and Tore triumph over the
gut-wrenching tragedy that ripped them apart -- or will the shocking truth of
their passionate past threaten to destroy them once again?
Excerpt R
A draft crept over
my bare toes as they peeked out from under my nightgown. Yeah. I know. Jane
Bratkowski was wearing a nightgown. The inner dimensions of hell were about to
freeze over.
It wasn`t just an old flannel thing with worn elbows and
spaghetti sauce stains, it was a nice one. Dark blue with no sleeves, an
obscene amount of silky material that billowed out widely when I spun around,
not that I make a habit of spinning, and a lacy top that allowed the dark pink
of my nipples to show plainly. I was fucking freezing. I was also wondering
just what sort of drunken asshole had I been to pack something like this. I
looked over at the foot of that big soft bed. The matching robe, also silken
and seductive, lay in wait. I blew a wild strand of red from my face. My hand
shook. Truthfully, my whole body was shaking. It about killed me to admit that
I was scared but I was. I was quaking like a politician strapped to a lie
detector. What would he do if I proceeded as I was planning to? Tore and I had
always been open about our desires. If either of us wanted the other, all it
would take was either a glance or a touch, along with a softly worded entreaty.
Wham-Bam! We'd be in bed in short order. That had been then. Now? Maybe he
would laugh at me trying to come onto him. Shit, maybe he would tell me to go
jump in the lake. Maybe I would end up crying myself to sleep as I had for so
many months after he had left me. Correction. After I had pushed him away.
Let`s call it like it was, Ginger Snap.
"For the love of fuck, Jane." With that I
stalked over to the bed, grabbed the slippery soft robe, stuck my freckled arms
into it, then stomped down the corridor to Tore`s room. Chin high, Bratkowski
look of supreme confidence plastered on, I knocked three times then entered.
Tore was reading in bed, his back resting on the headboard, his glasses on the
end of his nose, his lean body covered in sexy black pajamas. His feet were
bare. I smiled at the sight of his long toes then my sight moved back over him.
Slowly my gaze roamed, enjoying the sight of him in bed holding what I assumed
would be a book about the rise and fall of some foreign land. The glasses added
to his appeal.
"I thought those three knocks were supposed to be on
the ceiling," he said, his open book resting on his thighs.
"I couldn`t reach the ceiling," I replied, my
hand on the knob. Tore laid his book on the bed. I swallowed loudly. He pushed
his glasses up his nose. My heartbeat seemed loud in my ears.
"Jane, I`m proud of you opening my door."
He always had a knack for knowing just what to say. I
stepped inside then flung the door shut behind me, my gaze never leaving his
face.
"I thought about making a comment about Swedish
sausage," I said as my robe slithered off my arms then fluttered to the
floor behind me. "But I`d hate for you to think I was crass."
Tore didn`t move a muscle as I closed the distance from
door to bed. The room was similar to mine. It had walls and a floor. A ceiling
as well. Windows too probably. Details about decor weren`t important. All that
was important was getting my freckled backside into bed with the pale blonde
man trying his best not to smile like a monkey in a banana factory.
"I already know that you're crass, Jane." He
dropped his glasses to the bed stand a mere second before I hiked up all that
silky blue material to mid-thigh level. His sight dropped from my face to my
naked legs. The amused look he had worn disappeared. By the time I was seated
on his thighs there was not a smidgeon of amusement left on his face. My knees
rested on either side of his hips, yards of blue silk flowed over his legs.
"Do you know what else I am, Tore?" I asked
while I worked on unbuttoning his pajama top. Some sort of heated sound of
pleasure burbled from deep within his chest when my palms moved over his bared
pectorals.
"Brazen. Opinionated. Forward. Outspoken. Sensual.
Fiery. Very fiery." He shucked his arms out of his top then cupped my
breasts. His long strong fingers wrapped around the two fleshy mounds. He
squeezed roughly. I shuddered and moaned. "So fiery."
"Needy too," I whispered as he fondled my
breasts. I slid forward over his erection. We both inhaled sharply at the
explosion of sensation. He dipped his head. I arched my back to give him all
the tit he could take. He suckled my right breast strongly, the lace covering
growing wet, just as I was. I began rocking back and forth. Tore moaned around
his mouthful as my hips found a nice rhythm. I loved the feel of my hair
tickling my shoulder blades when my head rolled in slow, pleasurable circles.
He tugged on my stiff nipple with his teeth, his hands sliding under the
voluminous nightgown. There was a small interruption of dry humping when he
freed his cock from his pajamas. Using his shoulders for advantage, I then
impaled myself on him. He slid into me with ease.
Buy
Links:
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Author
Bio:
V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs,
reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic
books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with
her husband, her daughter, two dogs, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic
fowl, and three Jersey steers.
When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending
her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of
fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter,
Pinterest, and GoodReads.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Inner Goddess: Savannah's Journey to an HEA
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Tuesday, June 30, 2015
SPOTLIGHT~ THE DIAMOND SERIES BOX SET ~ BY CASSANDRA DEAN
Blurb-Long:
Stop on by the Diamond Saloon, where devious Englishmen blithely charm sceptical saloon owners and where voluptuous singers archly tease the strong, silent type. Enjoy these two sexy tales from Freewill, Wyoming.
ROUGH DIAMONDOwner of the Diamond Saloon and Theater, Alice Reynolds is astounded when a fancy Englishman offers to buy her saloon. She won’t be selling her saloon to anyone, let alone a man with a pretty, empty-headed grin…but then, she reckons that grin just might be a lie, and a man of intelligence and cunning resides beneath.
Rupert Llewellyn has another purpose for offering to buy the pretty widow’s saloon—the coal buried deep in land she owns. However, he never banked on her knowing eyes making him weak at the knees, or how his deception would burn upon his soul.
Each determined to outwit the other, they tantalize and tease until passion explodes. But can their desire bridge the lies told and trust broken?
FOOL’S GOLDChristmas Eve, the Diamond Saloon is empty of its people, and Pearl la Monte has a hankering to retire early. A pounding at the Diamond’s door rids her of such a fool notion. Her irritation rises when she sees the prissy, polite-like Garrett standing outside.
Ethan Garrett has a powerful need to gain succor. When the saloon’s voluptuous redheaded singer scowls at him from the threshold of the Diamond, he doesn’t stop to think on how his ire at her has disappeared. Or how he just wants to spend some time in her company.
When a blizzard storms in, trapping them, will they spend their time arguing or find their irritation for each other disguises something more?
Other books in the series:
ROUGH DIAMOND (The Diamond Series Book 1) - http://cassandradean.com/books/the-diamond-series/rough-diamond/
FOOL’S GOLD (The Diamond Series Book 2) - http://cassandradean.com/books/the-diamond-series/fools-gold/
Excerpt from ROUGH DIAMOND
Lifting the glass, Alice studied its contents. “There is nothing quite like the enjoyment you get from a good whiskey. There’s the look and color of it, and the way it burns in the light.”
“It’s the same color as your eyes,” Llewellyn breathed, his own wide and empty of thought.
A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. That’s right. Fool me into thinking there’s not an ounce of calculation to your words. “Is it? Mighty kind of you to notice.”
A happy grin was her response.
Well now, she was surely going to enjoy this. Setting her own half-smile, she tilted her glass, watching as the whiskey caught the light of the candle. “Have you ever noticed the feel of glass? It’s smooth against your fingers, and though the whiskey burns you, the glass is cool. It seems strange, doesn’t it? That such fire could come from something so cool.”
Intensely aware of his gaze upon her, she brought the glass to rest on her bottom lip. “You lift the glass to your lips, and all that coolness rests upon your flesh. The scent of the whiskey hits you, sweet and fiery. Your mouth waters, and you can’t wait to have it inside you. Slowly, so slowly, you tip the glass, teasing yourself as long moments in want of its taste stretch unbearably.”
He no longer wore a smile. Dark eyes watched her as strong fingers dug into the glass before him.
A prickle washed over her skin, her heart a steady beat in her chest. With hushed voice, she continued. “Liquid slides down your throat. The flavor explodes inside you, a glorious rush of sensation that overwhelms and consumes. You curl your tongue, enjoying the lingering sensation in every part of your mouth. Then, you look at the bottle.” Finally, she met his gaze direct. No subterfuge. No tease. “And you know you can do it again.”
Excerpt from FOOL’S GOLD
Turning on her heel, Pearl marched off toward the stairs.
A weird kind of panic jolted through Ethan, one he’d never felt before in all his days. It was…he didn’t…. She couldn’t leave him. “Where are you going?”
She whirled to face him, her irritation plain. “I was seeking my bed before your arrival, and now I’m seeking it again. Help yourself to whiskey this one time. I got better things to do.”
Shoving to his feet, he strode to her. “Don’t just walk away when we’re discussing things.”
“We ain’t discussing nothing. You’ll be down here, waiting out the blizzard. I’ll be in my bed, doing what I was gonna before you arrived. That’s the end of it.”
Taking a step, she made to leave him. Again.
He grabbed her arm. “Don’t leave me.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.” Glaring at him, she stood before the bar, her magnificent hair slipping from its pins, her breasts rising and falling.
Abruptly, his mouth went dry. Clearing his throat some, he said, “You’re supposed to offer succor to those in need.”
“We’re closed, remember?” Paint-less lips pressed tight together, she glared up at him.
They were so close he could see the faint marks of freckles on her skin.
Pearl La Monte had freckles.
A kind of haze came over him, tightening his skin and bringing with it something all-fired powerful and completely unstoppable. All the years he’d known her crashed through him, all the times she’d flirted with him and meant something else, all the times he’d seen her perform on stage and wished he could have held such fire.
BIO
Cassandra Dean is a best-selling, multi-published author of historical and fantasy romance. Her latest novel, SILK & SCARS, is book 3 of her popular Silk Series featuring law-loving peeps and their happily ever after. Her next novel will be SILK & SCHOLAR, book 4 of the Silk Series
Cassandra is proud to call South Australia her home, where she regularly cheers on her AFL football team and creates her next tale.
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