Friday, February 27, 2015

My Sexy Addiction ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS81






Welcome to the 81st week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s we’re doing something a little different. We hope to do this occasionally and that you’ll like it. Our theme is My Sexy Addiction. It’s an open theme in that we’re not going to say when or how or where. We are going to say – just one thing and that’s about the song – Addicted to Love. You remember it…don’t you? How about the line ‘You might as well face it you’re addicted to love’? And doesn’t that just say it all about us here at My Sexy Saturday?

Today's excerpt is from Rose of Crimson, chapter 6 where Kate finally admits to herself that she's attracted to Miles 



Miles’ brow arched while he eyed the small bed tucked against the bedroom wall. His gaze turned to Kate then back to the bed. A nervous chuckle rolled out of her mouth. Damn it, why couldn’t she hear his thoughts? Did she need to? The glint in his eyes spoke volumes. He wanted her. Truth be told, she wanted him too. The hurt of being used and discarded by the no good two-timing prick was still too fresh. She must be strong and not let her desires take over her mind.
With a warm smile, he returned his gaze to her. “Mind if we sit on the floor? Don’t take offense, but this plastic chair is getting uncomfortable.”
He wiggled, causing the seat to rock, the legs clucked on the vinyl flooring of the kitchen.
“Oh.” She chuckled in relief. His explanation was a reasonable one. “The floor must be uneven where you’re sitting. I tried switching chairs and no matter which one I put there, they always wobble. I guess we can throw a few pillows down in front of the sofa.”
Seated facing him, she shifted trying to get into a comfortable position. With his back leaning against the old recliner, he pulled her to him. “Sit in my lap.”
She stiffened. Had she heard him right? “I’m fine here.”
“I can see, you are not. Come.” When she hesitated he cocked his head. “Look, there is no need to fear me.”

Her resistance loosened and she sat with her back resting on his powerful torso, while his arms closed around her. Pleasant vibes—the kind she had not felt in over a year—rushed to her core. Must be the way the cushion bunched up under her bum. Right, she could believe that little lie. The truth was, Miles’ embrace caused her to react this way and she liked it. Suddenly the room turned too warm for her liking. There wasn’t a need to fear him. Yet, she did. He presented a whole different threat, the kind that made her open to temptation.



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Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Paranormal Love Wednesdays

Paranormal Love Wednesdays is a weekly blog hop featuring paranormal stories. From witches to werewolves, vampires to berserkers, you name it we have it.


Excerpt form Bonded by Crimson, my debut novel, a paranormal romance published in January of 2012 and it is available in all formats at Black Opal Books, Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble Kobobooks and All Romance eBooks




Rosalia’s stern expression caused Kate to wince. “I’m the only maid here, but this is the real lady of the house.” She stopped by the portrait of a young woman. Larger than life, it hung on the wall separating dining room from kitchen.
“This is the boys’ mother?” Kate couldn’t take her eyes off the oil painting. The woman was seated, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders. The artist had captured her with life-like accuracy. Her piercing, pale-green eyes stared from the canvass as if she were trying to say something. Her peach
complexion and soft features had an odd familiarity. The rose dress she was wearing seemed old fashioned, as if the late Mrs. Zrin was nostalgic about the times long gone.
Kate rubbed her bare arms as a sudden burst of cold air brushed against her. Did someone turn on the air-conditioning in the room? A strange intuition dragged her attention back to
the painting. An ink like dot appeared above the woman’s head and spread over the entire canvas.
Kate leaned closer, her body tingling, her pulse quickening. The drive must have torn on her nerves, because somehow the lady’s face blurred, and in the next moment Kate was looking at herself.
Her double’s eyes filled with blood. Kate gaped at the painting, struggling to breathe.
“Yes,” Rosalia said, snapping Kate out of the vision. The maid sighed. “The Master loved her so. He hasn’t been himself since.”
Kate nodded and swallowed hard. Had she really seen that?

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1. JoAnne Myers  5. Naomi Bellina  9. Margo Bond Collins  
2. Peyton Brittany Clarke  6. JoAnne Myers  10. Kate Hill  
3. Debbie Christiana  7. Skye Ritchey  11. Beverly Ovalle  
4. Rose Anderson  8. Zrinka Jelic  12. Aeryn Jaden  

Friday, February 13, 2015

A Sexy Valentine ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS79

Welcome to the 79th week of My Sexy Saturday.



This week’s theme is A Sexy Valentine and is our nod to Valentine’s Day. It’s not every day that we land on the most important holiday for romance writers. But we did and decided to use it to our best advantage. Have you ever had a special Valentine’s Day or moment? One where your significant other did something spectacular for you. Or how about that husband who knew all you wanted was a good night’s sleep and made sure you got it. Then there are those moments where you get a special gift you don’t know is coming. Sometimes it’s flowers, or chocolates or even an engagement ring. Just something to show just how special you are to your one and only.
There’s a million ways people can fall in love and many times it is on Valentine’s. It could be on a date, at a school dance, on a hike, just anywhere you two might be together during this day. Still, we know it’s going to be hot…hot…HOT!

And for a special treat, I'm giving you an excerpt from my time travel romance "Love Remains"



Her knees must’ve given in, for she lowered herself to the bed, pulling him along. She stroked his hair as he brushed his lips back and forth along her downy skin, from her sensitive area around her belly button, down to her flank and hip. He blew on her flesh, causing goose bumps to rise. Then he slid her panties to her knees and traced a “v” at the top of her legs, fluttering her pubic hair. He spread her legs and knelt between them, one
finger exploring her swollen folds.
“Yes,” she cried, arching, and pressed her body to his. “That’s the spot.”
She kicked her feet, flicking her underwear off, then opened her legs wide, inviting him in, but he swallowed hard and pulled back. Damn it, it was difficult to exercise this much self-control. Her arousal was powerful tonight. It would be, after a month of romancing, tempting and not fulfilling her desires. How long would he be able to push
her before she erupted in his arms? He’d have to slow down her pace.
“Not so fast.” The ice bucket cooling the bottle of champagne on the headboard came into his focus. Coldness seeped in his fingers when he reached in and extracted one ice cube. She closed her eyes while he slid the chilled rime from her lips, down her chin, neck, torso, between her breasts, leaving the cube to melt, pooling inside her belly button. He licked the racing drops and sucked the liquid from her hot skin.
“Ah, please, please.” She panted, clutching to the pillow under her head. Her back arched when he trailed his tongue down her inner thighs. “I’m ready.”
He coaxed her to suck in her breath with his teasing finger, brushing her mound. “Soon, love. I’ll have you scream my name.”
“I’ve been good.” Her legs wrapped around him, locking him in her magic. “I’ve waited long enough.”
Yes, she had been and had not attempted her pushy way since the night he’d refused her. He studied her rosy cheeks— her panting and writhing all told him her body and mind were taut. She needed him—hell, he needed her. He’d give her what she wanted, craved. She deserved their union.

Blurb: Olivia Owen, a busy, single, high-functioning, corporate executive officer, is not afraid to die a spinster for the sake of her career. But in an alternate reality world, bridged by the angel of her Down’s syndrome sister, she meets Tom Medar, a dedicated, Croatian defense attorney who dreams of the right woman, but never has time to find her. Together they foil an adulterous murder plot while discovering there’s room for love and family in their busy lives—but not before they are separated again.
When they awaken from their alternate world, will they be able to cross countries to find each other again?

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Friday, February 6, 2015

My Sexy Date ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors




This week’s theme is My Sexy Date. Not every couple falls in love at first sight. Sure, many do know the moment they see someone but what about those who don’t. They go on dates. Sometimes lots of dates. Sometimes not enough dates. Hopefully there is at least one they can consider a sexy date. The type where fireworks goes off from the moment they are picked up. This week is about those dates that turn into that special one.
It doesn't have to start out nice or wonderful or even memorable but at some point during the date, life changes. Suddenly what we know has become skewed and different. We've fallen for someone and hard. This week is about that fall, about what our characters feel, think and want. And it’s all about making it sexy. As writers, we love putting those words down and getting them just right.

In this excerpt from Rose of Crimson, Kate sees Matthias in that special, life changing light. This is not the first kiss they shared, but it is toe curling one. 


Her heart raced, taking her on a journey to a sweet intoxication. She was dying for his kiss. “Is that why you took my hand right at the beginning?”
“Not the only reason. I guess I’m used to us holding hands.” He gave her hand a soft squeeze.
A whimper escaped her, his answer leaving her bereft of words. The soundtrack ended and the world stopped. The anticipation of his lips on hers hung in the air and pulled her closer to him.
He leaned toward her. An eloquent silence filled the car while he touched his lips to hers. The softness of his kiss raced shivers down her spine. His mouth teased and prodded her to open while wild flames of desire licked her insides. A deep moan slipped out of him when their tongues met in a ravenous kiss, his mouth exploring and dominating all at once. Heaviness pressed on her breasts, and her core ignited. What if he asked to take this to the bedroom?
He cupped her face in his hands, broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to hers. “No, Kate. No. We can’t…I can’t.”
The fantasy shattered and coldness engulfed her. She licked her lips, her mouth dry. “Why not?”
“I lost her, Kate. I lost my wife less than a year ago and without her…” He gulped. His warm breath tickled her skin. “I’m lost too.”
Her heart clenched. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. The pain was all too fresh for him, but she had to ask. “Was your wife Dobrila?”
Stupid question, she realized. Who else could have been? He couldn’t mourn anyone like this.
He pulled away from her and sunk into the backrest of the seat. His nod was barely noticeable, but confirmed her answer. By the deep crease between his eyebrows, she suspected he had more to tell but couldn't quite get the words out. Not wanting to pry, she chose her next question carefully.

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Friday, January 30, 2015

Their Sexy Thoughts ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors



This week’s theme is Their Sexy Thoughts. When characters think about each other in a sexy, exciting way, we as readers adore them. We love hearing about how the hero thinks the heroine is sexy and loving and oh so much more as the story progresses. As writers, we love putting those words down and getting them just right.
So here's an excerpt from Rose of Crimson, whit hero, Matthias Zrin's, thoughts of heroine while she's preparing coffee for them, though she cannot see him, but has finally accepted his disembodied voice and they are getting to know each other. 




He opened his mouth to explain once again that he in fact wasn't a spirit, but he closed it fast. If the ghost theory was a plausible explanation for her, then he’d let her think so until he convinced her otherwise.“I would love a cup, thank you.”
A funny frown appeared on her face. “You would?” She wobbled her head as if contemplating the possibility. “Why not? I guess even ghosts have to get the caffeine fix.”
Leaning against the wall, he waited for her to brew their beverage and fill two cups. Since he had invaded her thoughts, she had spent a lot of time in the gym, exhausting herself so she would sleep. Guilt stung him, but he had to admit the hours of exercising resulted in a mouth-watering body, begging to be caressed. He regretted his thought as soon as a part of his body responded to it. Pangs of conscience stabbed at him. No woman since Emina’s death provoked such reaction in him.
“I’ll put the cup on the table for you.” Twisting, her unrestrained breasts under her nighty almost brushed his chest. His hands instinctively reached for her. He balled them into tight fists. Damn, three centuries of gentlemanly upbringing forgotten in an instant.
Soon, he would have her. For all of God’s creations, where had that thought come from? It hadn’t been a year since his wife passed away. What kind of spell gripped him? Kate’s resemblance to her ancestor sparked him. Centuries later, the young servant’s soft smiles and longing gazes still danced fresh in his mind. In fifteen years since he first met this Kate, his beast had not awakened, but the possibility forever griped him with fear.
The plastic patio chair scraped against the vinyl floor of the tiny kitchen pulling him out of his lustful thoughts. Kate placed the mug down on the round table top, then gestured. “Have a seat, or float, or whatever you ghosts do. I’ll get myself decent.”
She scurried to the bathroom. From the aroma wafting to him, Kate brewed strong, hearty coffee. He raised the cup and inspected the plain, blue mug. After the first sip, he smacked his lips. Yep, coffee was to his taste.
Perhaps he should reveal his appearance, but not his true looks. Something Kate would find attractive. But no. He’d come here to set the truth forth and starting with a deceitful appearance was not a good beginning.
A few minutes later, she emerged wrapped in a purple bathrobe. Her long hair pulled in a neat twisted bun.
“I see you can manipulate things,” she said, approaching the table.
“Huh?” He shook his head.
She pointed to his mug.
He gasped, realizing all she saw was the cup hovering in midair. “Yes, as I explained I’m not really a ghost.”
“All you said was ‘I’m alive.’ And not in those exact words.”
Her attempt to mimic his voice coaxed a chuckle out of him. “Maybe I’m an angel.”

Her face beamed as she slowly raised her chin. “A guardian angel?”

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Friday, January 23, 2015

You’re So Sexy ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors

This week’s theme is You’re So Sexy. You know those characters. The ones you want to just eat up because their sexiness jumps off the page at you. Some of them know they are sexy, some of them don’t. Many times, it’s just an awesome scene that exudes the characters sexiness in an every day situation.

And so without further ado, I hope you find MC Matthias aka Miles from Rose of Crimson sexy in this scene:

Her heart raced, taking her on a journey to a sweet intoxication. She was dying for his kiss. “Is that why you took my hand right at the beginning?”
“Not the only reason. I guess I’m used to us holding hands.” He gave her hand a soft squeeze.
A whimper escaped her, his answer leaving her bereft of words. The soundtrack ended and the world stopped. The anticipation of his lips on hers hung in the air and pulled her closer to him.
He leaned toward her. An eloquent silence filled the car while he touched his lips to hers. The softness of his kiss raced shivers down her spine. His mouth teased and prodded her to open while wild flames of desire licked her insides. A deep moan slipped out of him when their tongues met in a ravenous kiss, his mouth exploring and dominating all at once. Heaviness pressed on her breasts, and her core ignited. What if he asked to take this to the bedroom?

He cupped her face in his hands, broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to hers. “No, Kate. No. We can’t…I can’t.”



BLURB
KATE ROKOV‘s grades are plummeting. She needs to get the voice out of her head or she will flunk her finals.

MATTHIAS ZRIN, a three centuries old immortal, born into an aristocratic family as Miles Rušinić, is enthralled with Kate. It is his voice preventing Kate from sleeping and her ignorance is testing his limits. He wants her to write down his story to settle his wife’s earthbound spirit. His tragic love story has become Kate’s obsession since fifth grade during her summer trip to Rušinić castle.


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Friday, January 16, 2015

I’m So Sexy ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS75



This week’s theme is I’m So Sexy and there’s nothing more interesting that someone who exudes sexiness but doesn't flaunt it. These are those who are naturally sexy, like the girl or boy next door. Or the boss who acts like a nerd. Or maybe one who wears something that makes someone want to strip them bare. Those are the characters we want to read about. Those with city, country or maybe even other-worldly charm that knocks our socks off every time.



So here's an excerpt from Bonded By Crimson, with Kate's sexy boss Matthias. My debut novel “Bonded by Crimson” has been released on January 28th 2012, and it is available in all formats at Black Opal Books, Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble Kobobooks and All Romance eBooks

“How do you find Templar’s Journey?”
She gasped at Matthias’s voice and sprang to her feet. The book dropped to the floor with a heavy thud.
“You startled me, Mr. Zrin.” She reached for the novel, not taking her eyes away from her barely dressed boss. A strap held his robe in place around his hips. The collar hung casually open to reveal the pale skin of his chest.
He leaned on the doorframe. “How come you are up this late?”
“I have a headache.”
He disappeared behind the coat closet door and brought out his doctor’s bag. “I can give you something mild to help you sleep.”
“Thanks, but aspirin won’t help.”
He rummaged through his bag. “You have a migraine. I know.”
“How did you know?”
“You were quiet during the dinner and kept pulling on the same eyebrow. Rosalia’s stew was delicious but you didn't taste it. Having a sick stomach is normal for a migraine.” He wrinkled his nose and gave her a sympathetic smile. “But what really gave you away was the fact you evaded sitting at your favorite place in front of the huge window. The light hurt your eyes, I believe?”
She shrugged one shoulder, frowning, trying not to let him know how pleased she was that he was paying so much attention to her.
“Here, take this.” He held a pill on his palm.
She picked the capsule and examined its triangle shape. “What is it?”
“The new drug for migraines. I had a pharmaceutical sales rep in my office yesterday. He left me the physician samples. If it alleviates the pain, I’ll write you up a prescription.” Mr. Zrin left the room, apparently headed for the kitchen. “You’ll need
water,” he called over his shoulder.
Wouldn't it be interesting to see if he could find his way around the
kitchen?
To her surprise, he returned with a tall glass and handed it to her. “You’re upset over the school incident, aren't you?”
She popped the pill in her mouth and chased the pink capsule down with a long gulp of water. “Yes, your boys are the sweetest little things. How can someone bully them?” Her throat tightened and she closed her eyes for one brief moment.
When she opened them again, his face was a few inches away from hers.
“Ivan is fine, and the school will do whatever is in their power to stop this from happening again. And so will we.” His tender voice had a calming effect on her frail nerves. He took the glass from her hand and placed it on the coffee table. A tear rolled down her cheek. He cupped her face and wiped the droplet away with his thumb. “Don’t cry. Please.”
She shivered at this touch. He slid his hand behind her neck, pulling her into his embrace. In spite of her better judgement, her arms rose and slipped around his neck. She was in Heaven, enveloped in his masculine scent. “Matthias, at last, at last. I waited for so long.” What the heck was she saying? The yearning inside her tightened her chest.
“No, my dove. You mustn't do this.” He brushed her hair back. A pained smile stretched his lips before he let her go.
Kate took a step back, holding her hand pressed against her heaving chest. “I—my head feels better. I’ll return to my room.”
He bowed. “You do that.” The cushions of the white chair bent under him when he sat.


BLURB
Love isn’t in the cards for her…

After her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their father, terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn't know she possessed. Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body?

But when he deals the hand, all bets are off…

Six years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias is still trying to become the father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harbored for over three hundred years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, life he clung to in the past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride destroy everything worth living for?

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