Saturday, May 30, 2015

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Friday, May 29, 2015

Meet Hawk - President of Phantom Riders MC

Most of you know that I'm working on Phantom Riders MC to be released sometime in 2016. My hero, Hawk, is probably the toughest character I've had to write to date. A life-altering betrayal, which will be revealed in the book, has left him dead inside where the opposite sex is involved. He likes women for one thing and approaches sex with them with the attitude that once he's relieved that's the end of it. No kissing, foreplay or God forbid emotional attachment.

It's really difficult writing a character who is angry, cold and indifferent inside. Someone who's letting flashbacks of his past shape who he is. Hawk is not just a bad-ass biker and president of an outlaw motorcycle club, he's seriously broken.

Monday, May 25, 2015

Bring Me Home by Candi Wall


Home is Where the Heat Is, Book 1

Miya Jackson always believed life had more to offer outside Dead End, Texas. So when circumstances turned her life upside down, she took her chance to break free. A few years—and some brutal doses of reality—later, her little sister’s wedding brings her back to the hometown she left behind.

The last place she expects is to end up is in the arms of the man she’s tried and failed to forget. One scalding, passionate night is all it takes to make her rethink her damn good reasons for leaving.

Shawn Dalton always hoped this day would come. Hell, he and Miya have a history, and any misunderstandings can be fixed if she’ll only stay in one spot long enough. Now that’s she’s back, he’s determined to make her see that she belongs in Dead End. With him.

Her obstinate nature is intact, but he can deal with that. It’s the cold, detached woman she’s become that worries him. Melting that wall—and reminding Miya of her roots—is going to take every hot, sinful moment he can wrangle.



Shawn hooked another bale of hay and maneuvered it into the barn. “Lot can change in four years.”

“We’re talking about my dad. Not us.” She followed him into the cooler recesses of the barn. A huge row of hay bales lined the farthest side of the barn. “But thank you for helping him.”

“No thanks needed.” Every muscle strained as he lifted the bale into place. “Your folks are good people, and your Ma was worried when he fell after the reception. I was just in the right place at the right time.”

“Wait, what?” Miya watched her father enter the house.

He walked past her to grab another bale. “I guess he tripped. I’d stopped by to congratulate your sister on her wedding and your Ma asked me to look at his ankle. I figured she would have told you.”

“She didn’t.” Miya took a deep breath to ease the guilt clawing at her throat. She was home, and she still didn’t see what was right in front of her. “I should be thanking you.”

He shook his head and adjusted his hat. “Don’t need it. I did what anyone would do. They’re my neighbors.”

He knocked his gloves against his jeans a couple times before swiping at the hay clinging to his body. A few stray pieces clung to his hair and sweat-dampened skin, and she walked over to pluck them away. “Still. It’s not your responsibility and I want you to know I appreciate it.”

He barely moved, at least it seemed that way. Must have been more than she realized since somehow, she found herself backed up against one of the tall support beams bracing the sagging rafters. A sinful smile creased his dust-streaked face. “It’s my pleasure.”


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Candi Wall is probably the only person whose real name is more epic than any pseudonym she could have come up with – even as an author! She writes because the voices in her head have to come out somehow. Animal rescue-ess, mother of four, and soccer mom by day, she spends her free time writing – often on napkins at kids’ games because she never knows when a juicy story will reveal its delicious self. She once wrote a sex scene at a wrestling meet. Shhhhhh!

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Saturday, May 23, 2015

I don't do pretty

We all have, in our own little minds, what we consider attractive. I've never really been a fan of the pretty-boy. I don't like the suit and tie kind of guy, with manicured nails and not a hair out of place. Give me the working man anytime over the polished executive.

I want to see a sexy mess. Hair mussed, stains on his tee-shirt, faded jeans, and maybe a little scruff on his jaw. I want to see experience that comes the hard and dirty way. Even before I became addicted to biker books I liked the rugged, messy kind of guy. With him you can get inspiration. Let all kinds of good, and sexy thoughts run through your head while checking out the bulge at the front of his jeans. Know what I mean?

Yeah, you know what I mean. Don't try and say you don't. 

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Beach Weekend

A good friend and I went to the beach this past weekend. What a great time we had. Our ocean front room had a beautiful view of the ocean and we were close enough to hear the waves crashing on the beach. In the morning I was able to take a nap to the sound of the waves while she walked the beach. I'd walked on it twice the day before and it killed my back and hip but it was nice soaking my feet in the salt water.

We made a point of eating at quaint little sea-side places and before we left to come back home we stopped and filled coolers with fresh seafood and fish from a market right on the water. I wish we had something like that around here in Deltona, but then I guess it wouldn't be fresh. I picked up some huge sea scallops and grouper while she took home shrimp and mahi mahi. Yum!

We had grand plans to getting drunk in the evening once we got in for the day but we were so wiped out that we watched 21 Jump Street, laughed our asses off, and promptly fell asleep. I slept so good, too! Didn't even move. Then in the morning I couldn't move because I was so sore. 

It was very windy at the seaside restaurant on the wharf we ate at lunch
Saturday but the food was excellent! There was also a boat race going on at the time.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Temptation by Charlotte Huges!

by Charlotte Hughes 


With a hurricane closing in on Temptation, Louisiana, Michelle Thurston fails to convince her stubborn grandmother to leave her home on the bayou. Sheriff Gator Landry arrives by boat, hellbent on forcing the elderly recluse to evacuate. He is stunned to find Michelle, who was just 16 years old when he courted her one steamy summer. Now, at 32, Michelle comes face to face with the man whose kisses tempted her to lose control, only this time there is no place to run. Although Gator is not about to leave the two women defenseless, Michelle can’t help but wonder if he is more dangerous to her than anything the storm can do.



By noon, the fierce wind howled and shrieked like a wild animal, and the house shuddered with each violent gust. Dressed in dry clothes that Reba had pulled from an upstairs closet, Gator dickered with a battery powered radio that produced a great deal of static. He stepped closer, still holding the radio at his ear. 

“Better come away from that window,” he said. He’d barely gotten the words out of his mouth before something hit the house with force; it felt as though it had been lifted momentarily from its foundation. Reba, who'd been rocking in her chair frantically for the past hour, stopped and glanced up as the lights flickered once and went out.

They were shrouded in near darkness.

“The water is rising fast,” Gator said, going to the window he’d ordered Michelle away from only seconds before. Reba joined him.

“It looks like the end of the world,” she said softly, holding a small calico kitten. She looked from

Gator to her granddaughter and back, and she appeared to be on the verge of tears. “You were right. We shouldn’t have stayed. If anything happens to the two of you, it’ll be all my fault.”

“Nothing’s going to happen,” Gator said, anchoring his hands on her frail shoulders reassuringly.

Michelle would’ve had to be deaf not to catch the gravity of his voice.

AUTHOR Bio and Links: 

Charlotte Hughes published her first category romance in 1987, a Bantam Books’ Loveswept, titled Too Many Husbands, which immediately shot to #1 on the Waldenbooks Bestseller list. She went on to write almost thirty books before the line closed in 1998. 

Although Charlotte is widely known for her laugh out loud romantic comedies, she went on to pen three Maggie Award winning thrillers for Avon Books in the late nineties, before resuming her first love, funny stories about people falling in love. 

She thrilled readers with her hilarious books, A New Attitude and Hot Shot, the latter of which won the Waldenbooks Greatest Sales Growth Achievement in 2003. Her books received so many accolades that she was invited to coauthor the very popular Full House series with megastar author Janet Evanovich.
With that series behind her, Charlotte began her own, starring psychologist Kate Holly; What Looks Like Crazy, Nutcase, and High Anxiety, creating a list of somewhat kooky but always loveable and funny ensemble characters. To keep current with Charlotte and her projects, please sign up for her newsletter 

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Monday, May 18, 2015

Book Focus of the Week!

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Marissa Lambert is furious her agent hired a security agency to protect her. Just because two plus-size models have turned up dead doesn’t mean she’s at risk. Besides, she can take care of herself!

Beau Evans owns Evans Security. The moment he watches Marissa sashay down the runway, he gets a serious itch that doesn't go away. Once they succumb to the lust in their blood there's no turning back.
Handsome stud or not, Marissa decided to get right to the point. “Nothing against you, but you’re fired.” She tried to ignore the tiny scar at the corner of his sensual mouth.

“I don’t work for you. You can’t fire me.” He cocked a brow. “Even if you can take care of yourself.” His sexy drawl clearly said he didn’t think so.

Marissa pressed her lips together. “You caught me by surprise.” All of him caught her by surprise. He had the whole package right down to his muddy cowboy boots. He was a true Texan, and nothing close to her unflattering description to Kirk.

He laughed. “You think the killer is going to announce himself?”

Damn him! “Well, maybe I can’t fire you, but after what you just did, I can call your boss and demand another bodyguard.” Marissa slapped her hands on her full hips.

Why is he laughing again?

“My brothers and I own Evan’s Security and I’m afraid they’re all on assignments right now.”

Good God, there was more like him?

“I’m afraid I’m stuck with you.”

Marissa was preoccupied with the way his sensuous mouth formed the words, until what he said reached her on a conscious level. He was stuck with her? Her gaze returned to his. There was amusement swimming in his chocolate eyes. Rich, decadent chocolate that she could drown in if she wasn’t careful. Her lips twitched in response. She liked a man with a sense of humor, even directed at her.

Beau Evans was a big, well-proportioned man, and the way he filled out a pair of jeans revealed his powerful, muscular thighs. Marissa couldn’t help her wandering gaze as it moved down his body, then back up again. She gauged his height to be somewhere around six feet five. Not too many men made her feel small, but this one did.

“So, where’s the hat, cowboy?”

“In my truck.”

It figured he’d have a truck. Didn’t all macho Texans?

“What did you mean earlier when you said, ‘I have a lot to learn?’”

“I’ll show you after you put some clothes on.”

After years of modeling, Marissa was used to being in various states of undress around people. It came with the business, and she was very comfortable in her own skin. The minute she’d entered her dressing room she’d kicked off her heels and removed the sheer thigh length shirt.

“I am wearing clothes.”

If eyes could strip, she’d be naked right now. “If you insist, ma’am.”

Friday, May 15, 2015

Naughty Flings Boxed Set

It’s a Very Naughty Spring with a new #boxedset, Naughty Flings  (#99cents #kindle #romance @suzdemello @naughtyliterati #free)

The Naughty Literati are back with a new boxed set—their third.

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Here’s a snippet from Suz deMello’s hot hot hot new story, Spring Training, in which a baseball pitcher gets very special, very private training from his team’s gorgeous new trainer. Terri’s romance with player Chase McCall will get your heart racing and your toenails curling!

Though the hotel’s dining room was crowded with players and fans, Chase managed to score a relatively quiet table with a fake palm on one side and a curtain on the other. While he waited for Terri to show up, he battled the demons in his head.

Okay, so she’s beautiful. She’s smart. She loves baseball.

But she’s the new trainer. If we fool around and things go wrong... He shuddered.

A few words to management from Terri like, “Chase McCall? He used to be good...” and he’d be off the team, his career shattered.

A hush fell over the crowded, noisy room. He heard a player say, with reverence in his tone, “Holy shit, she sure cleans up nice.”

Chase stood and looked toward the door. Yeah, she sure did clean up nicely. Her slim, unadorned dress allowed her natural beauty to shine, as did her lack of makeup, which showcased glowing, perfect skin. Shiny brown hair swept her shoulders. She was so gorgeous that his eyes ached just looking at her.

She strode toward him, smiling. He had a brief vision of her doing the same thing. Naked. Tits bobbing, hips swinging... He bet she was a firecracker in the sack. All that confidence oozing outta her was sexy as hell.

“Shit,” he muttered.

“What?” she asked.

He helped her into a chair, then slumped into his. He hummed along with the jazz band playing in the adjacent bar. I’ve got it bad, and that ain’t good...


He raised his head and saw her nodding in understanding. “If it’s any comfort... Me too.”

He rubbed his face. “At least we can both be adults about it, talk about it.”

“Yep, well, you’re totally distracting, and sex would be even more distracting.” Terri’s tone was firm, matter-of-fact. She tapped fingertips against the linen tablecloth. Was she edgy, too?

“And it would be a terrible career move for me.”

She frowned and even looked a little offended. She opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a server bustling over to their table. “What can I get you folks to drink?”

“Prosecco, please.” Her tone was brisk and assured, as usual.

Despite another flare of desire, Chase focused on the matter at hand. “I’d like a glass of red. Do you have any California pinots?”

“We have an excellent Rombauer Zin that’s comparable, sir.”

“Umm, they’re a good vineyard. Okay.”

The server put dinner menus onto the table and left.

He eyed Terri. “What did I say that was so bad?”

“Why would an affair with me be a terrible career move? Being with the trainer—that would be smart, wouldn’t it?”

“Not if it didn’t work out. And it could be interpreted as sexual harassment.”

She smiled. “But who’s harassing whom?”

“Men are usually thought to have all the power in this situation,” he said slowly. “But’re the one in control.”

She grinned at him. Jesus fuck, this woman is sex on a stick. She said, “Have you ever thought about giving up control?”

Chase stared at her. “You mean...some kind of kinky dominatrix thing?”

She didn’t say anything. She just licked her lower lip and smiled, a sinful glint in her eye.

“Screw dinner.” He tossed a twenty on the table for the drinks and stood.

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Thursday, May 14, 2015


Did you miss my post yesterday at The Romance Studio Party? The Cowboy Way was FREE all day! I'm going to be offering up another ebook before the end of the party on 5/17. Let's see, which book will it be? The Mating Ritual? Wild Marauders MC? Bishop's Angel or one of the many others? I'll give you a little hint with the hot teaser below.

After hanging up Connor went to the open door, closed and locked it. A noise coming from his bedroom prompted him to go there. Serena might be stirring. He knew she would be frightened, and would probably have a lot of questions. How is she going to take the news that she’s my mate? Better yet, what was her reaction going to be when she found out he was a werewolf?

He halted in the doorway. The scent of her sex hit him in the face like a slap. Serena had kicked away the covers and lay writhing upon the bed, her naked body flushed and glistening. As her hands moved over her curves, she moaned as though in a high fever, only Connor knew it wasn’t that.

His blood grew hot, racing through his aroused body to his loins as he realized what was happening. Serena was in heat! A wolf’s heat. Her body was responding to his nearness, drawing out her primitive urge to fuck. Connor knew the only relief she could get was from his claiming her. Once his seed was inside her it would calm the beast, at least for a little while.

No wonder his body was charged for mating. He should have guessed it earlier. His attraction to Serena went above the normal. When a wolf’s mate went into heat, they fucked incessantly until it ended. He clenched his teeth until his jaw hurt.

His cock arched hungrily in his pajama bottoms, looking for a soft pussy to sink into. Connor sucked in his breath when her hand moved down her twisting body to the damp curls between her legs. Fuck! His heart slammed in his chest and he fought to keep the wolf at bay.

It was one battle he was going win, while losing another.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

TRS Staying Home Party!

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I'll be popping in over the next five days posting excerpts and other book info! One of my post will have a coupon for a free ebook at Smashwords! The catch? I'm only giving away ten so once that limit has been reached the price goes back up. 

Monday, May 11, 2015

Book Focus of the Week

I have a lot of books on my back list so I decided to start doing a book focus each week to bring awareness to them for any new readers. So many times, and I'm just as guilty, we see new releases and don't go any further in checking out that author's older books.

My focus this week is on my first self-published, short erotic story, Up in Flames. Below is a never before posted excerpt.

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“You okay?”

His concern was touching. She smiled. “Very.”

The elevator began to move. Ohmygod! Talk about bad timing. Their gazes met. James moved quickly and hit the button to stop it. Rachel’s eyes rounded with fear but before she could say anything, he hit the button to the tenth floor.

“What, where are we going?” She tried to calm herself. The elevator was moving again and in a matter of seconds, she would be out.

“There’s no way in hell we’re going down like this.” He removed his shirt and brought it around Rachel’s shoulders. Then bent and scooped up her clothing. “We’re going to my office.”

The doors opened. Rachel rushed out, unconcerned with her undressed state. She sucked in several lung full’s of fresh air-conditioned air. A quick glance told her they were alone. The clock on the wall revealed it was almost seven-ten. The whole building was probably empty by now.

James passed her and she followed him to his office. He closed and locked the door behind them. She watched him toss her clothes to the sofa, and turn on a desk lamp. When he turned to face her, his gaze traveled down her body in a lingering, visual caress. Remembering her pussy was exposed, Rachel pulled his shirt around her. A crooked grin covered his face, too sexy for words. Suddenly she felt exposed and shy. They’d just had smoking hot sex in the elevator, where did they go from there?

He walked back to her with a lazy, satisfied look on his face, the glaze of their recent intimacy still evident in his eyes. Rachel tried to avoid looking down at his pants, when she knew they were still unzipped and parted. Excitement filled her senses. Cum was running down the inside of her thigh and she resisted rubbing her legs together to stop the tickle. She began to tingle all over, anticipating that they would fuck again. She’d enjoyed his magnificent cock inside her and wanted to experience it again.

“What do we do now?” she asked when James halted within an inch from her.

“I want to see all of you. Take your clothes off.”

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Fabulous Spring Giveaway!

With some huge prizes folks! Good luck to you all.

Spring is here and it's time for a big giveaway from Laughing Vixen Lounge. 11 shops have come together to create one amazing Prize Pack ($300+) full of Jewelry, Perfume, Clothing, Vintage and much more! Many of the shops offer items perfect for any book lover along with lots of other unique, handcrafted and custom designs.

The Fabulous Spring Giveaway is open worldwide. 1 winner will win the Prize Pack. You can enter via the Rafflecopter below. Please visit the Laughing Vixen Lounge Blog and the Main Giveaway Post HERE to see the full prize list, participating shops and daily features during the giveaway.

Since Summer is right around the corner the giveaway theme is Vacation Memories. Each of our participating shops, and many of our blog sponsors, will be sharing some of their favorite vacation photos with you.

Giveaway runs May 4th - 18th. Laughing Vixen Lounge is responsible for all giveaway details. See full details HERE.

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Saturday, May 2, 2015

May I Suggest

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Welcome to the May I Suggest Giveaway Hop! With over 65 participating authors, you have 65 chances to win a giveaway. The object of this hop pretty much sums up what our giveaways are going to be, though you might find some surprises along the way. Enter the rafflecopter for a chance at my giveaway. I'm offering up a book of your choice, hence the GC below.

Here is a list of authors I'm currently reading. Except for Shari Slade who writes shifter romance, you have to really be into raw and gritty erotic biker romances to enjoy the other author's books. 

Sam Crescent 
Lila Rose
Jamie Begley
Jenika Snow 
Shari Slade 
London Casey
Debra Kayn

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Someone to Love Me Excerpt

The Alaskan wilderness is the backdrop for this story about two strangers who find themselves stranded in a cabin for the winter. Both are tortured souls struggling to go on in life after losing someone they love, only to discover survival can be found in each other's arms.

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Luke stood quietly, staring down at his bed.

He didn’t believe in fairy tales, yet there she was, Sleeping Beauty all rolled up in his blankets, and snoring softly. Charlie was on her side, all but her head hidden beneath the quilt, her nose turned up toward the opening. His mouth curved into a smile.

He was crazy crawling beneath the covers with her. He’d probably survive the night better sleeping out in a snowdrift in the buff. His attraction for her bordered on the edge of what he should do and what he wanted to do. For the hundredth time that evening, he berated himself for not stopping to think where she’d have to sleep when he’d invited Swanson to stay.

Luke knew either way he was going to pay the price. He didn’t want to feel anything for Charlie, but she’d managed to get under his skin without even half-trying. They were two tormented souls reaching out to one another, and Charlie was providing an easy way out of the dark void he’d built around himself. And she reminded him that he was a man of flesh-and-blood and wants.

He’d waited as long as he could before excusing himself and coming to bed, and not because he’d wanted to give Charlie enough time to fall asleep. Luke knew it was going to be a long night, realized, too, that he couldn’t put off the inevitable.

A heavy sigh escaped him as he reached for the edge of the covers and pulled them back. Charlie stirred slightly and moaned when the cold touched her warm body, reaching out blindly for the quilt in Luke’s hand. He quickly slid in next to her and brought the covers with him, clenching his teeth in agony when Charlie burrowed against him like a lazy cat seeking the warmth of his body.

Alarm bells went off when she tucked her fanny into the hollow of his body. He groaned low and counted to ten, then to twenty before deciding he could count to a million and it wouldn’t make any difference. He cursed his stupidity for even thinking he could lie next to Charlie and remain in control. It didn’t take long before his body began to respond to her.

An eternity slipped by as he lay there barely taking in air, listening to her soft breathing. His nose was in her hair and nothing could stop him from inhaling deeply. Her delicate fragrance sent his senses into overdrive. Everything about her captivated him and made him want her. Why wasn’t she snoring loudly? Why didn’t she look like an old hag when she was sleeping?

He closed his eyes and relaxed as much as he could with a tempting woman snuggled against him. His cock was as hard as a steel rod, but Charlie’s steady breathing convinced Luke she was sleeping soundly and unaware of his state. However, in the next instant he cursed the devil. She was sleeping, but her body seemed very much aware of his presence pressing against him in all the right places. A silent invitation that encouraged his excitement to grow to unbearable degrees.

Before he thought about the wisdom of what he was doing he thrust against her. She thrust back. He groaned low and clenched his teeth. Luke realized he was growing weak. A man could only take so much. And he was a hungry man. A soft whimper escaped her; his body shuddered at the sound of her hunger. Hell, he was painfully conscious of the fact that all he had to do to slip inside the warmth of her body was to push her robe aside. The way Charlie was thrusting her buttocks against his hard-on was proof enough she was just as turned on as he was, even if she was unconscious.