Wednesday, November 16, 2022

One of my favorite scenes...

Countdown for Light Up the Night 

  Every once in awhile I write a scene that just makes me smile. This is one of those scenes. It takes place two-thirds of the way through next month's release, Light Up the Night. The two characters, Heather and Drew, are vampires. He's pretty old, she's very young. And although they've both been falling desperately in love with each other, there are REASONS why he believes they can never be together--reasons which (of course) she doesn't know about yet, because otherwise where would the story be?

Just prior to this scene Heather has been injured. Drew (who runs a vampire nightclub) has been given the job of caring for her  and protecting her while her sire, Marc, hunts down the people who hurt her. 

This excerpt has been edited slightly to remove spoilers.

Excerpt:

The next few hours passed uneventfully. Heather progressed from hobbling around the little bedroom to hobbling up and down the stairs, and then, finally, after she’d successfully traversed the long hallway several times under her own power, Drew pronounced himself satisfied with her improvement, and willing to remove the splint.

They ate together at the bar, talking about nothing of any consequence—mostly gossip about people they both knew. Which, for the most part, meant that Drew talked and Heather listened.  She was impressed by his vast wealth of knowledge. He seemed to know everything about everyone. 

“Well, I decided, quite a long time ago, that knowledge really was power,” Drew told her, when she asked about it. “Having had my fill of feeling powerless, I made it my business to amass as much information as I possibly could.”

“And did that help?” she couldn’t resist teasing.

“For the most part,” he replied, with complete seriousness. “Although, I have to admit, there have been a few things I’ve learned that I rather wish I hadn’t.”

“Like what?”

“Oh, you know; secrets worth killing for. That sort of thing.” 

He said it lightly, but there was a certain grimness in his expression that gave Heather pause. “Really?”

He flashed her a smile that did nothing to reassure her. “You know what they say about secrets, don’t you? That the only way two people can keep one is if one of the two is dead?”

 



“So, can I ask you something?” Heather inquired, a short while later while she was once again exercising her leg. She’d been trying all night to work up the courage to ask Drew about his feelings for her—or to confess her own. Trying and failing. Repeatedly. And then, after she’d complained about being too bored to spend even another minute climbing stairs or navigating hallways, Drew had suggested they put on some music and dance.

 

“But I don’t know how,” she’d been forced to confess. Her initial excitement had turned to crushing disappointment when it turned out that the dance he’d had in mind was a waltz. 

Oh God, it’s hopeless. I should just give up

He couldn’t possibly have hit on a worse idea, she’d thought, heart sinking with the realization that they had absolutely nothing in common. He couldn’t have made the differences between them seem any more obvious if he’d tried.

“I’ll teach you,” he promised, explaining that all she had to do was follow his lead. It would be fun, he insisted; not too fast, not too strenuous; plus his arms would be there to support her, should she need it. “And, after all, you gifted me with a new experience the other night. It’s only right that I get the chance to reciprocate.”

“That’s true,” she said, brightening at the thought. A vision of what their future could be like appeared in her mind’s eye; an endless round of sharing new experiences with each other. So what, if they had nothing in common? They could change that! Everyone had to start somewhere. “All right. You’re on. Let’s do it!”

So, he put on some music; and she was shocked to find out that The Christmas Waltz really was a waltz—who knew? And he broke out all the club’s effects: lights that were keyed to the music and that cycled through all the colors of the spectrum; an antique disco ball that he swore had been there since the seventies; even a fog machine—installed for some now-forgotten party and never removed—until she felt like she was standing inside a gigantic Christmas snow globe. He taught her the steps, very basic ones so she wouldn’t get hurt stumbling over her own feet, then made her laugh by throwing in a showy little move whenever she was least expecting one. 

And they danced. Whirling around on the empty, glittering dance floor; just the two of them in their own enchanted kingdom. His hand on her back was a warm brand that somehow made her felt cherished and cared for. His arm beneath her fingertips promised strength and safety and support—a frame, not a cage. But it was his hand in hers that really sealed the deal. It was the Goldilocks of hand clasps. Not too hard, not too soft. Not too damp. Just right. 

We could be partners, she thought as she returned the pressure, as their hands met, palm to palm—like equals; each one secure in their own strength, with no need to be concerned with matters of age, or gender, or ability. We could be lovers. We could be everything to one another. And all she had to do was find the courage to ask…

 

Heart pounding, she lifted her eyes to meet his gaze—seeing all the tenderness she could ever crave right there in his eyes, along with that hint of sadness she so desperately wanted to remove. This is a face I could look at every day. She took a deep breath, opened her mouth and said, “So can I ask you something?”

“Of course,” Drew immediately replied, as he lifted his hand to guide her through a gentle turn. “Ask whatever you like. Just as long it’s not to divulge dangerous secrets, because that I won’t do.”


Her love will light up his night. If they can both survive that long. 

Heather is having the worst Christmas ever! Or, at least, the worst Christmas since she was forced to become a vampire. Her sire's distracted, her nestmates have forgotten her, weirdos have taken over the lair. The only bright spot in her life right now is Drew--who didn't even used to like her! She knows he's fond of her now, but that's not good enough. She wants more. She wants everything. She wants him. And she's not giving up. 

Drew Geiger gave up on love a long time ago. Such tender emotions have no place in a vampire's heart. But, somehow, the girl he once described as a "feral kitten" has got her claws in him, and she's not letting go. That would be fine, if only someone didn't want her dead--and if her sire didn't recall that it was Drew who once suggested that maybe she'd be better off that way.


Releases December 13th. Available for preorder now.https://books2read.com/u/m0En1l

Tuesday, November 1, 2022

Best laid plans...

 






































If you read the newsletter I sent out this morning, you already know that although Let's Get Naughty went live last night thousands of pre-orders were unexpectedly cancelled. Yeah, including mine and a lot of the other contributing authors! 
And here I thought I'd just been a dumbass who forgot to buy her own book! (true story!) 
So, if you preordered the antho, thank you! But you probably want to check and make sure the order actually went through. 


Also, volume 2 is available for pre-order (no, not a joke. Lightning won't strike twice--right???) And I've got a really cute story planned for that one. It's another madcap rom-com featuring April and Zach from Love, from A to Z



Thursday, October 27, 2022

Let's Get Naughty Countdown Day 5!

5 Days! An isolated cabin, a winter storm, a hungry cougar—what could possibly go wrong? In a word: everything. books2read.com/letsgetnaughty/





Continued from Yesterday's Post...


Mike shoots me a quick, scorching glance, then crosses to the mantel.  “I’m telling you again, these stocking holders are much too flimsy. They’re probably okay for empty stockings, but they’re just not weighty enough to support anything heavier.”

“All the more reason to take out a gift, then, and lighten the load.” It’s true that the humping reindeer stocking holders looked much more substantial online. I assumed they’d be brass, but I think they’re actually aluminum. If they’re metal at all. “I’m sure they’ll be fine.”

 

Mike picks a package and comes to sit beside me on the rug. I became very familiar with all the toys because I unboxed and washed each one before wrapping them, so I know immediately which he chose. Given his concern about the weight of the stockings, I’m not surprised. It’s the biggest and heaviest of them all. 

“Wow.” Mike stares admiringly at the blown glass candy cane dildo he’s just unwrapped. “This is gorgeous.” 

I nod agreement. It’s multifunctional, too. It can be displayed as art or used as a paperweight. But, just to make sure Mike understands its true purpose, I’ve included travel-sized packets of lube. 

“Shouldn’t this have been in your stocking?” he teases. “Seems like it’s for you more than me.”

“No, it’s not,” I protest. Although… Shit. He might have a point.

“Let’s find out.” Mike slides the dildo onto the coffee table, close to the container of adult toy and body wipes that I’d put out earlier, then says, “I think it’s time you lose the sweater.”

That works for me, as well. 

I whip the sweater over my head and off. My nipples harden instantly when exposed to the cool air. Meanwhile, Mike takes a moment to straighten up, clearing away the wine glasses and pizza box. When he resumes his seat on the rug, I immediately spy the length of ribbon he’s holding. I know what’s coming next. 

Mike extends a hand and says, “Give me your wrists.” 

I hesitate for an instant, then reluctantly comply. There was a scene like this in the movie. But that wasn’t real. And the ribbon we used was stretchy and soft, nothing like the wired-backed ribbon Mike has now. I hope he can’t hear how hard my heart is pounding. We’ve played with restraints before, but not like this. 

He takes his time, wrapping my wrists like a very secure present—complete with a festive bow. It’s pretty but, “I feel like I should have a safe word.” 

I try to sound casual, just kidding around. And I think, I’ve succeeded when he teases back, “Don’t you trust me?” But then his smile fades. “I mean, yes. Of course. What is it?” 

My mind is blank. I have no idea.

“Red?” Mike suggests. 

 “It’s Christmas. Everything’s red.” 

“Orange? Blue?”

“Pineapple.”  The second most commonly used safe word in the world, apparently.

Mike smirks. “Good thing we’ve finished eating.” Then he blinks and adds, “I meant because of the pizza.”

“Right. Me, too.”

He helps me lie back—tricky without hands, no matter how many core workouts you do per week—stretches my arms up above my head, presses my wrists to the floor. I can’t suppress the tremor that rockets through me, from clenched fists to curled toes. So, I exaggerate the movement, turn it into a tease. And feel a surge of empowerment as his gaze automatically clocks the motion, as his pupils dilate.   

Still in control, I think in relief. Still calling the shots.

“Okay?” Mike asks, gaze returning to my face. 

I nod, smiling faintly, not trusting my voice. He leans in and kisses me. His free hand curves around my breast, thumb brushing across my nipple. It’s sweet, familiar. Safe. For a moment, I forget about the firm hand at my wrists, the unbreakable bonds encircling them. Mike’s lips coast down my neck, up the swell of my breast. Now he’s teasing both nipples. And I’m writhing on the rug, whimpering for more.  

I feel flushed and bleary-eyed by the time Mike lifts his head, and it’s comforting to see that he looks about the same. 

He gives my bound hands one last squeeze, says, “Leave them there,” then moves between my legs. He smiles at me as he spreads my legs wide, holding them open with gentle hands on my thighs. “Like I said: I’m done with the pizza, not done eating.” 

To read more buy Let's Get Naughty HERE now!

Monday, October 24, 2022

Just One Week To Go!





JUST ONE WEEK TO GO!!

Let's Get Naughty
A Limited Edition Romance Anthology

If you think it's too soon to get on Santa's naughty list...think again.


Cancel your plans and spend this holiday season with 36 romance authors who have teamed up to bring you a delicious holiday treat.


This collection will have it all: fake relationships, second chances, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, workplace romance, age gap, CEO’s, bikers, and falling for the best friend’s brother.


Each of the authors will have an unforgettable, steamy story. So come on over, grab a blanket, and get started on finding your next favorite author today.


Let’s Get Naughty is the perfect anthology for you to binge this holiday season.





Let's celebrate seasoned romance!

Saturday, October 29, 2022
Worth The Wait Seasoned Romance Readers Facebook group: 


https://www.facebook.com/groups/worththewaitseasonedromancereaders




What are you doing October 29? Why not join me and 24 other authors of seasoned romance as we celebrate "Fall Into Love!" You need to be a member of the Worth the Wait Seasoned Romance Group, so join today. Then be ready for contests, games, prizes, and more! 



Huge romance giveaway happening now 


Over 100 free books. Including my short story, Blame it on the Voodoo.

 

https://books.bookfunnel.com/romance-giveway-mid-october/s0zd2ueq37



It's Halloween Season. 

What better way to spend it than reading a Paranormal, Fantasy, Sci-fi or Spooky Romance?

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It's Book Fair Time!

Free romance ebooks, .99 cent romance ebooks, and romance anthologies are what you'll find at this year's Let's Get Naughty Book Fair!

Check out all the good things Oct. 21 through Nov. 30:


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Sunday, October 16, 2022


Huge romance giveaway happening now. Over 100 free books. Including my short story, Blame it on the Voodoo.

 

https://books.bookfunnel.com/romance-giveway-mid-october/s0zd2ueq37

Saturday, October 15, 2022

Hot Reads of the week


From Ali Rivers comes a riveting collection of wild romantic tales, all jam-packed with twists, drama, and epic romance. 

The Love Ripple Series is a riveting collection of wild romantic tales, all jam-packed with twists, drama, and epic romance, which could make or break these lovers’ futures. The series will take you on a thrilling rollercoaster of emotions and keep you guessing as you move from one heart-racing story to the next.

This delightful boxset is perfect for the hopeless romantic and will have your heart aching for more. Ready to embark on a crazy, passionate journey of thrill and romance? Then dive right into this boxset!


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Cancel your plans and spend this holiday season with 36 romance authors who have teamed up to bring you a delicious holiday treat.

This collection will have it all: fake relationships, second chances, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, workplace romance, age gap, CEO’s, bikers, and falling for the best friend’s brother.

Each of the authors will have an unforgettable, steamy story. So come on over, grab a blanket, and get started on finding your next favorite author today.


Let’s Get Naughty is the perfect anthology for you to binge this holiday season.

https://books2read.com/LetsGetNaughty 



Who knew sex got better at almost 50? Not this widowed soon-to-be-grandma-nana-glamma, whatever.

Patrice Kincaid and Kade Holt are more than friends. Their lives have become intwined by her daughter and his son in marriage and now the upcoming birth of a grand baby.

But neither realized they shared one more thing--a secret crush on the other. And all it took to figure it out was a couple glasses of champagne.

Finding a solution to their ramped up attraction proved all too easy. Work out the crush in bed--one month of sexy times before grandbaby Holt arrives--then go back to being just friends.

Will their secret, friends-with-benefits arrangement end in heartache, or will the curvy widow and the sexy grandpa take a second chance on happily-ever-after?

***
This 25k word novella first appeared in the A Season For Love Limited Contemporary Collection in early 2022.



REJECTED MATES

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Delve into this steamy, paranormal romance and urban fantasy box set that’s sure to light your Kindle on fire and leave you howling for more. 20+ bestselling authors have joined forces to fill your fantasies with sexy alpha males and strong, kickass heroines rejecting their mates and their fates.

Will these shifters, vampires, demons, and fae find love again?

Or will their hearts and souls remain shattered…

Forever?

You’ll be dying to read just one more chapter of these M/F and RH stories long into the night. Don’t miss this sinfully delicious collection!

Authors included in this set are: Rebecca Hamilton, Kathrin Hutson, Sofia Storm, Eliza Gayle, K.G. Reuss, Brenda Trim, Skye Alder, D.E. Chapman, Rebekah R. Ganiere, Ashley C. Harris, A.G. Harris, Brantwijn Serrah, Stephanie Mirro, Aliyah Burke, Jennifer Laslie, Julie L. Kramer, Krysta Fox, Lily Winter, Sapphire Winters, Kyrii Rayne, Dania Voss, Missy De Graff, Cassidy K. O'Connor, Candace Sams, Verika Sloane, and Elena Forest

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Caitlin never thought running away from her past would bring her tumbling head over heels into her future.

A rare survivor of a werewolf attack, she spends an unforgettable week with the town's Doctor and his nurse while she heals from her wounds.

Doc Nick is the local pack's Alpha. Axel is Nick's beta, his protege, his housemate, and his best friend. Their lives have intertwined in what seems like destiny's future for the last ten years.  When the two fall hard for the new little hellcat in town, will letting her go be the one thing they can't live with?

The blood test results are in and a surprise is in store for Caitlin that may just throw her plans right out the window. Can she overcome the changes to her planned future, or will her world be rocked on its axis in a way she could never dream of?

FatedMates

Monday, October 3, 2022

PNR BOOK FAIR!


It's Halloween Season. What better way to spend it than reading a Paranormal, Fantasy, Sci-fi or Spooky Romance?

https://books.bookfunnel.com/october-pnr-fantasy-sci-fi-romance/3qsh9u8tsb


Going Back to Find You is one of the books featured in this event. Here's the blurb and a brief excerpt. Also, btw, one of the books I'm working on at the moment is a sequel to this book, so I'm feeling very into Jason right now...


Because even a vampire deserves a second chance.  


 When Jason Cook boarded the train to San Francisco, he didn't plan on coming back. He never really thought he'd see Nebraska or Lizbeth Petersen ever again. 


But when an unexpected turn of events threatens the woman he'd been forced to leave behind, he has no choice but to go back and try to make things right.  


 Warning: This is not a drill. Vampires are invading your favorite, small Nebraska town this Halloween. 


Does this mean Type-O flavored Booze will soon be the new rage in Sapphire Falls? Hopefully, it won't come to that. But you never can tell... 





Excerpt:  

San Francisco, California 
Three weeks before Halloween… 

 If there was one thing Jason Cook knew to be true, it was that he was no one’s idea of a hero. He was moderately big, moderately strong; he knew a thing or two about following directions and keeping his mouth shut—all good traits to possess if there was heavy lifting to be done or bodies to be disposed of. Not that there’d been all that many of the latter, but he was a vampire, so there’d definitely been a few. 

But other than those odd occasions when someone with his particular skillset was required, Jason was used to being…well, overlooked was not too strong a word for it. If he were honest, it was a state of affairs that suited him fine. 

It didn’t hurt his feelings one bit to be able to fly under everyone’s radar. In fact, he considered it a valuable survival technique. Experience had taught him to steer clear of stronger, meaner, or more short-tempered vampires. No good ever came from attracting their attention. As for purposely seeking one out or, worse yet, actively confronting one of them? That was a tactic he preferred to keep in reserve for instances in which his life, or someone else’s, might depend upon it. Which is why he was currently at risk of hyperventilating as he stood in the dimly lit upstairs hallway of the Quintano Mansion, trying to force himself to knock on the door to his sire’s private office. 

It had been a surprise to receive word that Conrad wished to speak with him. And by no means a happy one. It was the first such invitation Jason had received in the one hundred and sixty years he’d been part of the Quintano vampire family. He had no idea what it meant, but it was hard to believe it was anything good. 

“He’s not Floyd,” Jason whispered encouragement to himself. “He’s nothing like him.” Floyd, Jason’s original sire, had been a bully with a mean streak a mile wide. Conrad, for all that he was stronger and far more dangerous than Floyd, had never struck Jason as being a bully. Then again, how well did you ever really know anyone? 

“Enter!” A voice growled from within the room, pulling a defeated sigh from Jason’s lips. Not a bully, but as short tempered and prone to violence as the next vampire. Of course, Conrad would have heard him muttering to himself in the hallway just outside his office. Heard him, or scented him… Hell, for all Jason knew, Conrad might have looked through the wall and seen him. Jason had no idea what was possible when it came to the enhanced abilities most other vampires seemed to possess. 

Most other vampires. But not Jason. 

 Resigning himself to whatever fate awaited him, Jason pushed open the door and poked his head inside. “Good evening, sir. You wanted to see me?” 

“Yes, Jason, thank you. I appreciate your being so prompt.” 

“Oh…uh, certainly,” Jason replied, reluctant to leave the relative safety of the doorway. “You-you’re welcome.” 

Conrad looked as out of place in the elegant, paneled room as Jason felt. He was dressed casually enough. His shirt was open at the throat, the sleeves rolled up to reveal heavily muscled forearms, but they were the kind of muscles, or so Jason had long suspected, that one only developed over decades, possibly centuries, of repeatedly wielding heavy swords. There was nothing civilized about Conrad Quintano, a fact that struck Jason anew practically every time he saw him. 

If Jason was not mistaken, that desk Conrad was seated behind was the same desk Jason had been enlisted to help move into the room sometime in the mid-1800s. Perhaps that’s why he was here now? Perhaps Conrad had merely decided the office was overdue for an upgrade. It wasn’t impossible that was the case, and there was nothing lost in hoping for it.


Coming This Holiday Season


LIGHT UP THE NIGHT

Her love could light up his night...if they can both survive that long.

Heather is having the worst Christmas ever! Or, at least, the worst Christmas since she was forced to become a vampire. Her sire's distracted, her nestmates have forgotten her, weirdos have taken over the lair. The only bright spot in her life right now is Drew--who didn't even used to like her! She knows he's coming around, but that's not good enough. She wants more. She wants everything. She wants him. And she's not giving up. 

Drew Geiger gave up on love a long time ago. Such tender emotions have no place in a vampire's heart. But, somehow, the girl he once described as a "feral kitten" has got her claws in him, and she's not letting go. That would be fine, if only someone didn't want her dead--and if her sire didn't recall that it was Drew who once suggested that maybe she'd be better off that way.

Tentatively scheduled for a December 2022 Release



Releasing Next Year: 


CHASING DAYLIGHT

This story takes place at the same time as Light Up the Night, but the focus is on Jason and Liz (Going Back to Find You) rather than Drew and Heather.

Scheduled to release on April 1, 2023 as part of the FREE antho, Shifter Fever










DANCING IN THE DARK

Sometimes living forever is not all it's cracked up to be. 

1956 Winnipeg, Canada. Once Armand Renaud realizes that eternal youth is a real possibility, nothing will deter him from achieving his goal. And after one hundred years of solitude, Conrad can’t bring himself to resist the handsome young dancer who’s hellbent on being turned. 

They both know they’re not destined to be the great loves of each other’s lives, but there are worse ways to pass a long and lonely decade or two than in the arms of a passionate stranger. 

Living forever might not be everything they’d hoped for. But, at least they can still get a few things right. Can't they?

Scheduled for release November, 2023 as part of the Vampire Rejected Mates anthology.