Texas Authors of Romance Fiction

Now Available! HIS LAST REQUEST, an erotic, apocalyptic romance by Linda Mooney

2012-01-07T13:47:00.000-06:00

Now Available!

HIS LAST REQUEST
An erotic, apocalyptic Christmas story
from Red Rose Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-4543-0124-0
Word Count: 3,944
http://redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?products_id=1148

If you had only one more day to live, what would you do? Corwin knows. And no one and nothing is going to stop him from the telling the woman he has loved silently and from afar how much he cares for her.

***

The bouquet he held was silk. Finding actual flowers was nearly impossible, and he wasn't going to waste another minute searching for a florist and spending useless money on the real thing. That is, if there were any florists and flowers left. He was lucky he had purchased these on a whim just prior to hell breaking loose.

Corwin stared down at himself. The fresh blue t-shirt he'd donned before coming over here was already soaked with sweat, as were his jeans. Perspiration rolled down his face, and his head felt like it was going to explode. Standing in the meager shadow provided by the porch did little to keep the stifling heat from penetrating all the way to the marrow of his bones, to suck out every last drop of moisture from his body. There was no wind. It was over one hundred twenty degrees Fahrenheit, and climbing.

And it was around the middle of December, a week before Christmas.

He stood in front of the white door and stared at the slim, rectangular doorbell embedded in the wall. There was no knocker. Just a small cut glass window for people to peer through. A quick glance at his watch told him it was already past ten p.m., but the world was as bright as noon. Taking a deep breath, he raised his fist and knocked instead.

After a few seconds of silence, he knocked again. This time a surprised face looked out the window, spotted him, and her eyes widened further. There was the sound of a deadbolt lock sliding back, and the door opened a few inches.

Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Loose hairs were plastered to her face and neck from her own sweat. There was the awkward silence, then she spoke.

"Corwin?"

"Hi, Sadie."

"What are you doing here?"

Holding out the handful of silk flowers, Corwin watched as she glanced down at them. "I came to give you these and wish you a Merry Christmas. And to tell you goodbye."

New! CUT GLASS: JEWELS, BOOK 2 - RUBY, an erotic urban fantasy romance novel by Linda Mooney

2011-12-17T21:07:00.000-06:00

Now Available!

Cut Glass: Jewels, Book 2 - Ruby

An erotic urban fantasy romance novel

from Whiskey Creek Press Torrid

Forget everything you think you know about mass murderers and crimes of passion, because now you’re going to learn the truth. People don’t decide one day to go out and kill as many people as they can, or wake up one morning, grab the nearest shotgun or axe, and proceed to hack apart their loved ones. They do it because they’re infected with a jewel, a creature of intense beauty and danger. Once the jewel takes over a host’s body, that person dies, leaving the jewel in total control to thrive on fear and horror.

Cutler and David are reunited, and this time they will fight anyone who tries to separate them again. But when someone steals shards of defeated jewels, word is that an underground faction is trying to re-grow the deadly entities from those pieces. Cutler and David are assigned to help recover those shards before that can be accomplished. Because if they fail, the number of jewels will increase to where the delicate balance between lapies and demons will be compromised.

After which the wholesale slaughter of mankind will be imminent.

Warning: Contains strenuous hiking, shower sex, a traitor, Strychnine poisoning, a secret apartment, bell jars, emotional torture, slaughter in a hospital, and a job offer he can't refuse.

Guarded Hearts--out now!

2011-12-05T16:03:00.002-06:00

My latest romantic suspense, Guarded Hearts, releases today!

What does she fear more, surrendering her privacy or her heart? Texas Congresswoman McKenna Jones’s life is in danger when her father’s old enemy surfaces. She’s the target of revenge and narrowly escapes a kidnapping attempt. She's advised to go into hiding until the threat has passed, but her fight to get an important bill passed forces her to stay right where she is. When Ethan Riggins is assigned to protect her it may be a sacrifice on her privacy, but it's no real hardship since he's sinfully sexy and easy to work with. For Ethan Riggins, it's a struggle to keep his distance from the congresswoman. McKenna is his assignment, and his friend’s daughter. She also happens to be smart, driven and beautiful. Being around her makes him want to loosen the reins on his emotions, which he's kept in check for far to long. When the threat escalates, Ethan and McKenna have to take charge of the investigation so they can discover if a happily-ever-after is in store for them.

Available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, All Romance ebooks and Lyrical Press.

Day Shift is now Available!!

2011-11-15T20:33:00.001-06:00

It's here!!!!!
This may be the new release I've been the most excited about ever. It took a few years for me to decide to write vampires. Mostly because they're very overdone, but also because I was leery of writing a type of character with so many preconceived characteristics. One of the first things I decided was that mine would be different. I didn't want them to be dead or evil, allergic to garlic or the sun. I also think it's silly to pretend a vampire's bite won't hurt. And orgasmic? Yeah right.

So, here it is finally. My vampire world is now available as the novella Day Shift. I hope you like it ;-)
-Missy Jane
*Make reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.authormissyjane.com

New release! Got wishes? TIT FOR TAT is now available from Purple Sword Publishing!

2011-11-02T07:02:00.001-05:00

New!

TIT FOR TAT
Humorous erotic romance
from Purple Sword Publishing

Tate Truer's reality series as a survivalist in wild and uninhabited locales is about to have its plug pulled unless Tate can find a way to re-energize it. He gets his wish in more ways than he imagines when he manages to dredge up an ornate bottle from the ocean floor. A bottle that contains a tiny woman, a genie, who is eager to grant his every desire as long as he grants hers first.

Three Days, Two Nights Releases Today

2011-10-24T06:00:00.000-05:00

My sexy novella, Three Days, Two Nights, is out today from Carina Press. It is also available at Barnes and Noble and Amazon.

Nathaniel Reis screwed up. He put his career as an air force pilot before his marriage to Tess, and wound up divorced. Now that he's left the service, he has a plan to fix things, if only he can get her alone for a few days.

When Tess misses her flight to a corporate retreat, Nat's there with his island-hopper plane and a plot to get stranded in paradise thanks to "mechanical problems." But his plan goes awry when a storm blows them off course and they have to make a real emergency landing—and not on the island where he's stashed supplies.

Tess is furious. She's anxious to get to her retreat, and away from Nat. She's even angrier that being so close to him arouses her in a way she hasn't been for a long time. Rescue can't come soon enough, but in the meantime, she's going to have to trust Nat to keep her safe. Even if she's in danger of falling for him all over again.

I do love my reunion romances!

A DIFFERENT YESTERDAY Gets a TwoLips Reviews Recommended Read!

2011-09-30T09:35:00.001-05:00

When 11-year-old Andrew Tollson's parents moved him from Texas to Maine, he had to sacrifice more than the only home he'd ever known. He had to leave the most important person in his life, next to his parents, behind.

Drew and 9-year-old tomboy JoeBeth Wythe lived in each other's pockets. They shared everything, including their first on-the-lips kiss. It tore them both up to be separated. And then the sun blew up, turning the Earth into a cold, barren wasteland. For years, neither knew if the other had lived through the apocalypse, but they never forgot each other, to the point that neither could make a go of a romantic relationship with anyone else.

After 17 years of training in lethal hand-to-hand combat, Drew has finally decided he has no other choice than to go back to Texas to find Jo. Or her grave. Mute, after the trauma of the vicious murders of his brother and parents by raiding scavengers, the pudgy little Drew has grown into a six-foot-two inch, muscle-packed killing machine versed in all the skills he'll need to travel by foot halfway across the country and arrive there alive. Along the way, he strikes without warning, to defend both himself and the innocents he encounters, and somewhere between Maine and Texas, people begin calling him the Silent Wraith. But to Jo – when he finally finds her, living in the hidden cave-compound of Promise, Texas – he is still her Drew.

On the day these two childhood sweethearts reunite, the sun catches fire again in their own private sky, but when Drew's violent night terrors threaten Jo's safety, he knows he has to again leave her behind. However, Jo isn't about to let him off the hook a second time. Setting out after him, she encounters more danger than the snowy cold. Scavengers have been raiding the Promise food stores, and when Jo stumbles into their path with no help in sight, where is Drew? Only if his heart turns him around, will Jo have a chance to survive at the hands of thieves who can't afford to leave a witness behind.

Having gone through several would-be publishers who dropped the ball – which is to their loss, I must say – on getting this wonderful book out to readers, I'd venture a guess that Linda Mooney's A Different Yesterday is a very different kind of love story than you've ever read before. Due to the sun going supernova – which isn't caused by “global warming” as one reviewer postulated – childhood best friends Jo and Drew believe they will never see each other again. On the surface, the string of events that lead Drew back to Jo after 17 years seem contrived, but as you come to know these two, you know that their relationship couldn't have evolved any other way. It goes to the premise that when destiny holds your future in its hands, what is meant to be will be, even under the most dire of circumstances.

I love Ms. Mooney's writing. I've read most of her books, and they've all been truly wonderful, but none of them has been, from cover to cover, as good as this book. A Different Yesterday will tear you apart and put you back together again. It will make you cry, so be sure you have some tissues on hand. It will make you smile and warm you all the way to the very bottom of your soul. It will even give you hope if your own future seems hopeless. It's simply one of the best books I've ever read, with one of the most touching endings imaginable. Don't miss it!

(You can buy it here, or at Amazon, All Romance eBooks, Barnes & Noble, BookStrand, and Fictionwise!)

Want a Kindle autograph

2011-09-30T06:53:00.002-05:00

Thanks to all the apps and programs out there, there is now the Kindlegraph, a digital page signing program for ebooks. If you have Kindle ebooks and would like an autograph, or a sentiment page, or a momento... You get it *wink*, then hit this link --> http://kindlegraph.com/authors/DianaCastilleja
It'll take you to all my books. It shouldn't take more than 24 hours for a respone. I'm pretty quick to get these out. And I'd love to get one to you!

Diana

Debut of a new author's loop and books!!

2011-09-26T11:22:00.000-05:00

A new loop debut!

Hey everyone! I'm debuting my new author's loop DIANA'S SIZZLERS LIST. For the debut, I'm giving away an ebook title for every 20 who sign on, and when I reach 100, I'll give away a print book. So, that's six chances to win just for signing up! Check out the front page for the details of the loop. It's not going to be insane or anything (Well, maybe a little grin), but I hope you'll come join me.

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Dianas_Sizzlers_List/

I Have a New Publisher and a New Contract!

2011-09-22T22:45:00.000-05:00

I'm thrilled to announce that I have a new contract and a new publisher! Purple Sword Publishing will be putting out my next book entitled "Tit for Tat", a humorous erotic fantasy. More information to follow, so stay tuned!
Blurb:

Tate Truer's reality series as a survivalist in wild and uninhabited locales is about to have its plug pulled unless Tate can find a way to re-energize it. He gets his wish in more ways than he imagines when he manages to dredge up an ornate bottle from the ocean floor. A bottle that contains a tiny woman, a genie, who is eager to grant his every desire as long as he grants hers first.

Resignation Now Available!

2011-09-21T04:00:00.000-05:00

It's here!! Today is the re-release day of my erotic novella, Resignation. Sol and Darina's story has a special place in my heart because it was the first erotic novella I ever had published. It's been re-edited with a couple new scenes that give more insight into the characters. And once again I have the delectable Jimmy Thomas on my cover. I hope ya'll like it!

BLURB:

Desperate times call for desperate measures, and Lynn Graves has already cut her expenses to the bone. When an ad for a modeling job is brought to her attention, she simply can’t refuse the quick money. But once she meets the sexy photographer, it doesn’t seem so simple anymore.

Weston Myers is in a bind. Short on time, he’s looking for the perfect body since the face won’t matter. Now that he’s met Lynn, no one else will do, but breaking down her inhibitions will take patience. And when she gets under his skin, he’s desperate to have her luscious body under him… But he doesn’t have long to ready his artistic photo exhibit and convince Lynn she belongs in his bed. Hopefully in the end, she won’t be afraid of a few erotic images.

EXCERPT

BUY
-Missy Jane
*Make Reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.msmissyjane.com

The Charlie Factor - A Recommended Read!!

2011-09-20T10:47:00.002-05:00

A new review! I cannot say thank you enough to those of my readers who have enjoyed and fallen in love with Charlie and Gregory.

http://www.twolipsreviews.com/content/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=6760&Itemid=36

Tina says:

The Charlie Factor by Diana DeRicci is the first book in the Beach Duo series and a book I won’t soon forget. Charlie is a character who is very real and believable; I never wanted his story to end. He has so much depth and different layers to his personality, which make him memorable and lovable. He’s overcoming a lot of adversity and is strong enough to see the sunshine in life.
Gregory is equally strong; he just doesn’t know it yet. Taking a chance on Charlie is the best thing Gregory has ever done. Together they can overcome and be much more than they are separately. Their coming together seemed very natural and believable. I could practically feel the heat coming from the pages. I highly recommend this book to anyone who truly loves to read man romance. It’s beautiful and memorable; I think you’ll love it as much as I do.

Buy it here

New! DEEP, an erotic sci-fi romance by Linda Mooney

2011-09-15T08:52:00.002-05:00

DEEP

An Erotic Sci-Fi Romance Novella
From Whiskey Creek Press Torrid
http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com/torrid/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=5&products_id=607
Word Count: 39.7K

As one of Earth’s Galactic Enforcers, Lawn Bascomb is assigned to Area R6Y6 for the duration of one year. Her only companion in this desolate section of space is Deep, her sentient Vogt ship.

The Vogt line is an experimental breed of unique vessels, each with its own artificially enhanced intelligence, created specifically for use at the deep space guard posts. Able to project himself in holographic form, Deep is not only Lawn’s sole fellow crew member, but he is also her confidant and friend. It isn't long before he becomes her lover.

But their tenuous arrangement is suddenly and fatally shattered when their post is threatened by an unknown and perhaps alien force. Lawn and Deep soon face the realization that, in order to save Earth, one—or both of them—must die.

Warning: Contains ship sex, governmental cover-ups, an orgasmic indoctrination, temperamental buoys, self-sacrifice, alien invasion, and doing the 9-to-5 in the buff.

Wild Wild Widow by Emma Jay

2011-09-13T07:36:00.000-05:00

Rebecca Chatham is no stranger to scandal. She and her husband delighted in shocking San Francisco society with their sexual exploits, not hard to do in 1888. But now her husband is dead. He left her penniless, forced to live under her wealthy father’s thumb. While searching for a protector, she once again becomes the focus of society gossip, and her father exiles her to her brother’s ranch in Central California.

Rebecca is miserable, until she meets the very handsome, very virile ranch foreman Judah Merrill. A real cowboy. Though she’s aware of their differences in status, she pursues him with a single-mindedness, until he catches her in the creek (and in the barn and on horseback). But what happens when she falls in love with him? Will he accept her wild wild heart?

Available at:

Barnes and Noble

Amazon

All Romance eBooks

A Ghostly Charm's Inspiratation

2011-09-06T05:41:00.000-05:00

A Ghostly Charm, releasing today from The Wild Rose Press, started as a dream. I dreamed that Dean was running a ghost tour for Halloween, to help support he and Sam's demon-fighting job. I started writing it, may even have finished it that way, but it didn't really work for me. I know I completed it, but let it sit. It wasn't ready. Then another writer friend came up with the idea of having connected stories, based on a cursed object from an antique shop, and I pulled this up and started again. This time I thought--what if he led the ghost trips and DIDN'T believe in ghosts? That made writing the story a lot more fun, as was cutting the word count to pick up the pace of the story.
Here's the blurb:
An isolated island off the coast of South Carolina, a cursed Celtic symbol, a ghost tour led by a handsome charlatan, and a reporter determined to debunk anything supernatural come together in A Ghostly Charm.
Maddy Saunders has come to McDavid Island on assignment for a new magazine, wondering how she’ll ever rebuild her ruined reputation by writing about ghosts.
Mal Sheridan leads a ghost tour to bring business to the island for his sister’s New Age shop. Business is good as long as no one is looking too closely. When his creative stories start to come true, he has to figure out why there are ghosts where there weren’t before.
Maddy decides to help Mal figure out why this is happening, while fighting her attraction for this inappropriate man. She has to put her faith in Mal, in something she never thought she could believe, to break a curse.
Available at: Barnes and Noble
Amazon
The Wild Rose Press

Peter and His Wolf - Just 99 cents!

2011-09-05T10:13:00.001-05:00

Remember hearing the musical story by Prokofiev when you were in elementary school? About the boy who lived with his grandfather, and who captured a wolf by the tail? Did you ever wonder if the story was real? Did you wonder whatever happened to the wolf? More importantly, did you ever try to guess what happened to Peter after he captured the wolf?

This is the real story that was never told...until now.

***
This little quickie is published by Whiskey Creek Press Torrid
and only 99 cents!

Now Available at All Romance ebooks and BookStrand, and coming soon to Amazon!
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-peterandhiswolf-599481-139.html

http://www.bookstrand.com/peter-and-his-wolf

Flesh Wounds by Robin Badillo

2011-09-04T10:53:00.000-05:00

Hello everyone.
I'm not new to Texas ARF, though I am new to posting here. I hope to change that and show my face around here a bit more often... but don't worry, my mama raised me right so I'll try not to wear out my welcome.
I normally write Paranormal Romance of the "vampire" persuasion, but coming September 15th, I will have my first Mainstream Contemporary release hit the e-publishing world as "Flesh Wounds" makes its debut. The story is set right here, deep in the heart of TEXAS, too!!
If you don't mind, I'd like to share a little of it with you now. Enjoy!!

After five years away, Julia Benson has finally come home.Facing the painful memories awaiting her in the small Texas town is nothingcompared the mess she’ll make when she gets there. Dealing with the rippleaffect leaving caused the ones she loved is just as hard as dealing with beingabandoned by a father who wasn’t everything she’d believed him to be.

Dylan Banks was the boy from across the street who’d loved Juliasince they were twelve. She was the only girl for him and the only one hecouldn’t have. Unable to repair that broken part of the girl he loved so muchfrom afar, he now had a second chance to fill the void the only way he could… loveher until she got it through her thick skull that not every man was like herfather.

Can love really repair all that has gone wrong in Julia’s lifeor are some wounds just too deep to heal?

Excerpt:

With the towel held above her head to block the torrents of rain, Juliaran around Garret’s car toward Dylan’s truck. He met her on the passenger sideand opened the door.

Dylan glared at Garret, whose eyes never left Julia as she ranfrom the safety of his car.

Garret flipped a short wave to him as he pulled away.

A jealous fire ignited in Dylan’s gut.

He rushed back around and jumped inside. “I was afraid you hadgotten it started and tried to drive home in this alone.”

Julia pressed her lips together and glared back at him with aseething scowl.

“I’m glad you’re safe.” Dylan fumbled with the radio trying tostop his hand from shaking.

“If I’d known you were coming, I would have called to let you knowyou needn’t bother.”

“It’s no bother, Jules.” He swallowed the air that had becometrapped in the back of his throat.

“Why do you always insist on rushing to my rescue?” She jammed theseatbelt clip into the latch.

“Rescue you? Your mom asked me to give you a ride so you wouldn’tbe stranded out here in this mess.” He inhaled deeply. The anger he had feltfor her when she left him Monday night slowly regrouped and formed a ball inhis gut. “I can leave you here if that’s what you want.” His hand sat idly onthe door handle. Push me, Jules, justpush me, and see what happens. Wild angry thoughts whirled in his head,thoughts on which he’d never act.

Her eyes studied him keenly. Her rigid shoulders softened and shesat back shifting her gaze to the rain pouring outside.

“All right then. I’ll take you home.” He put the truck in gear andpulled away from the school. “I’ll have Grady tow it to the shop in the morningafter the storm clears out.”

“You don’t have to do that. I’ll call him.”

“I don’t mind, really.” He glanced over only to see her jaw clenchtightly. He was pushing her buttons and strangely enough, he liked it.

“Whatever.”

The twist in his side pressed against his ribs. “You haven’t beenaround much this week.”

“I’ve been busy.” She didn’t look in his direction at all.

“With that guy?” He knew the second the words left his mouth he’dsaid the wrong thing.

“I don’t see how it’s any of your business.”

“It’s not. I just thought that if we were going to be friends, youwould’ve at least said hello or something.”

“Hello,” she said with a softened tone, but still one thatscratched at his heart.

“I’m trying here, Jules.”

“Nobody asked you to.”

Dylan’s anger jolted through him and he immediately pulled thetruck over to the side of the road.

“What are you doing?” Her eyes widened and she stared at him withan open mouth.

“I’m not going any farther until you stop acting like this,” hegrowled. He threw the gear into park.

“Acting like what?” She unfastened the seatbelt and scooted to theedge of the seat.

“Acting like something completely phenomenal didn’t happen betweenus.”

“I told you that if we were going to be friends, you would have toforget what happened.”

“I can’t forget something like that.”

“Well that’s too bad.” She jerked open the door and bolted outinto the pouring rain.

Dylan scrambled out of the truck and ran after her. She barreleddown the street in front of the truck. The headlights captured the pink fleshof her thighs under the wet, thin dress she wore. Dylan’s hand clasped aslippery arm and pulled her to a halt.

“Stop!” He drew her back.

“Let go of me,” she hissed through clenched teeth.

“Not until you look me in the eye and tell me you didn’t feel it,too.”

Water drenched them both as they faced each other in the drivingrain. Her eyes narrowed and the sea green shade darkened.

“I…I…” She searched Dylan’s eyes, as though trying to find thewords to say.

Dylan looked down at his hands locked around her arms.

The way Julia gazed at him he could easily imagine her sliding herfingers across his forehead and moving his long hair away from his eyes.

His chest heaved as his breathing increased.

“Please don’t do this to me, Dylan.” Deep recesses dug in betweenher brows.

“It’s already been done.”

With that, his mouth assailed onto hers.

I sure hope that wasn't too much of me too soon. After all, I only come in one size and that's TEXAS SIZED!!

If you'd like to hang out with me in other places, come on over!!

My Website: http://www.robinbadillo.com

My Blog- Sealed with a Kiss: http://www.robinbadillo.blogspot.com

Publisher- eXtasy Books: http://www.extasybooks.com
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New! A BATTLE LORD'S HEART, Book 3 of the Battle Lord Saga

2011-08-05T11:41:00.000-05:00

Now Available!
A BATTLE LORD'S HEART

Book 3 of the Battle Lord Saga
An erotic sci-fi, post-apocalyptic, futuristic romance novel
http://lindamooney.com/BattleLord.htm
Now Available from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, BookStrand, and All Romance eBooks

Forced to leave Atty behind under the protection of Alta Novis, Yulen D'Jacques takes his troops to his newly acquired compound of Bearinger to defend it against the increasing attacks by Bloods. But when news arrives that Bearinger's walls were breached, Atty knows she must risk the dangerous trek to find out whether or not her husband is still alive. And if so, to bring him back home, regardless of the consequences.

Warning! Contains a massacre beyond description, a mission of mercy, kitchen sex, secret Mutah compounds, pheromones, black linen, and a psychic link between two lovers that even death cannot sever.

Got Matches? Light My Firecracker is now available!

2011-07-01T12:53:00.002-05:00

Just in time for the Fourth of July!
Now Available!

Light My Firecracker
(Tales of the Blakeney Sisters, Book 5)
A humorous erotic paranormal romance
by Carolyn Gregg
Available from Red Rose Publishing
http://redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?products_id=988

Once upon a time, there lived a man with five rambunctious daughters. They were an average American farming family except for one minor detail. The man was a warlock, and all of his daughters were witchlets—half witch and half human.

It was the Fourth of July, and Amberly Blakeney knew her time had come to find her heart's call. The last thing she expected was to discover that her new love harbored a secret that could jeopardize their future happiness.

To make matters worse, when her father learns Matt’s secret, he refuses to let Matt and Amberly have their Happily Ever After.

Will he be able to do whatever it takes, humanly or magically, to keep the young couple apart?

New! HEALER OF THE HEART, a sensuous fantasy romance novel.

2011-06-30T07:53:00.001-05:00

New!

HEALER OF THE HEART
A sensuous fantasy romance novel
by Linda Mooney
From Red Rose Publishing
http://redrosepublishing.com/books/

On a parallel world, a woman with extraordinary healing powers, and a man who would be the next ruler of his country, are thrown together to save their lands from warring nations and to solve the mystery of two brutal deaths within their own fortress, despite the danger to their own lives.

Through it all, they find a love that defies all odds, and becomes the symbol of hope for the future of their world.

Warning! Contains bloody swordplay, dungeon indoctrination, a covert meeting in the kitchen, challenging authority, repeated attempted murder, total disregard for traditions, and the ultimate Seven Joys.

Last Stop for Missy Jane's Birthday Blog Tour!

2011-06-28T12:59:00.000-05:00

This is it! This is the final posting for this year's Birthday Blog Tour. Have you been leaving comments along the way? Don't worry, it's still not to late to get them in. I'll draw the final prize pack winner tomorrow evening!
All you have to do for this stop is answer one question: What did you think of this year's tour? Were there too many stops, not enough? Were the posts okay, boring, too short, too long? Would you prefer to see interviews instead, or perhaps book reviews? I'm taking notes for next year so get your opinion in while you can. Good luck!

-Missy Jane

*Make reading a guilty pleasure...*

www.msmissyjane.com

New Release ~ New Pen Name

2011-06-26T15:29:00.003-05:00

I've begun a new series for the young adult paranormal crowd. I'm so excited I can hardly stand it. If you spy the woman hyperventilating in the corner over giddiness, that's me . . .

Title: The Anointed book one of the Demon Trackers series

Being half human isn't so bad for demon tracker brothers Jake and Cal, especially when their job is keeping unknowing humans safe from every evil thing that crawls out of Hell. So what if the full-blooded Anointed don't think they're up for the task? Jake and Cal have lives to save and beasties to kill and lack of sleep, lack of weapons, and lack of trust from the haughty Anointed demon slayers won't keep them from it.

find it for the nook kindle pdf & other apps
Clover Autrey writing as CC James

Something to Talk About

2011-06-20T06:03:00.000-05:00

My new contemporary romance, Something to Talk About is available today! This book was a true book of the heart--I had such a great time writing it. I loved the hero and the heroine and the town....

Check it out! It's 30% off at Lyrical Press, but also available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Sony.

Taking chances is never easy--especially when the whole town is watching.

Ellie Morgan is trying to stay below the radar in a small town. Her break-up with her football coach boyfriend and growing interest in her best friend's

widower are grist to the local gossip mill. Her friendship with the local psychic and the return of her prodigal mother are the cherries on the cake.

Add a meddling preacher, a water-loving dog and a man trying to shake off his past, and Ellie's got more than enough on her plate in her quest for

love.

New! CUT GLASS: JEWELS, Book 1 - Diamond by Linda Mooney

2011-06-16T21:32:00.002-05:00

New!

CUT GLASS: JEWELS
Book 1 - Diamond
A dark erotic urban fantasy romance
From Whiskey Creek Press Torrid
http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com/torrid/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=4&products_id=587
Word Count: 79.4K

Forget everything you think you know about mass murderers and crimes of passion, because now you’re going to learn the truth. People don’t decide one day to go out and kill as many people as they can, or wake up one morning, grab the nearest shotgun or axe, and proceed to hack apart their loved ones. They do it because they’re infected with a jewel, a creature of intense beauty and danger. Once the jewel takes over a host’s body, that person dies, leaving the jewel in total control to thrive on fear and horror.

Cutler Glass is a lapidary, one of an unknown group of people who’ve dedicated their lives to destroying jewels. But in order to keep the jewels from slaughtering innocent victims, she has to kill the host and then eat the jewel that emerges from the body.

Except this time the jewel she's assigned to go after, a diamond, has infected a very wealthy and influential man who has hired police protection. When Detective David Fellowes clashes with Cutler, it’s going to take more than a simple explanation before he believes her outlandish tale.

Warning: Contains creatures of unbelievable horror, a woman facing a future of bitter solitude, a man willing to sacrifice everything to be with her, and their burning love that one person is determined will never be allowed to continue or flourish.

Erotic Images is out Today!!

2011-06-15T06:00:00.001-05:00

And today is my birthday!!! Does it get any better than that? Why yes, yes it does. Just head over to my blog today and post a comment on my special birthday post and you could win a free romance paperback book. Plus you'll be entered for the grand prize in my Birthday Blog Tour. Oh! And did I mention my post is an interview with the delectable Jimmy Thomas?
Good Luck!!
-Missy Jane
*Make reading a guilty pleasure...*

New Release: Wolf Brother's Legacy: Resurrection

2011-06-02T05:00:00.002-05:00

Resurrection

By: Diana Castilleja | Other books by Diana Castilleja
Published By: Purple Sword Publications, LLC
ISBN # 9781936165889
Word Count: 75648
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Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Palm DOC/iSolo, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc), Rocket, Epub
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Also available at the publisher.

About the book

Hunting for the obscurest of talismans will bring one woman to the gates of her own salvation.

Angie Merrick is dying. Agony unlike any she’s known fills her body and steals a little more of her life every day. Not one doctor can help her, but when modern science has failed, a light of an extinct Native American people lures her back to her first love: research of the Jahehn. An ancient talisman was once one of her greatest searches, and becomes the perfect distraction when there is nothing left but waiting to die. With her life being ripped to shreds in more than one way, Angie seeks one last connection with a people she helped to reveal to the scientific world.

Except death is not stalking Angie. A timeless pact created through the spirit world is demanding her compliance and unknowingly fighting it is causing her seizures. The search for the talisman takes her to the one place where she could find answers and possibly not die from powers she doesn’t understand.

She could live if those who fear exposure hadn’t decreed Angie must die by the very spirit their pact was sworn to protect.

Also available at the publisher.

An excerpt from the book

Her lips beckoned to him. Mark knew right before he touched them it was ludicrous, but the charge didn’t stop him. He caressed supple, pink lips. Heat ignited between them, spearing him straight to his groin. Everything he’d imagined and so much more was in her kiss. Lust, desire, longing. Sweetness and sin. She molded their bodies together, her mouth fitting his perfectly, and his world shifted. It happened so easily, so naturally, there was nothing else in that moment but Angie.

Mark cursed Neil once more for hurting her, for making her believe she was less of a woman because she didn’t become pregnant, or intimating she was somehow physically lacking. Mark didn’t want to think of all the times he’d secretly pictured her pert, rounded breasts, desiring her, craving to touch and caress, feeling guilty because they worked together. He was only male, but it had always felt wrong. Not even that admonishing truth stopped him. There wasn’t one thing that felt wrong about this now.

Blood rushed through his body as desire grabbed hold and shook him, the long-withheld desires breaking free of his iron control.

Everything about those desires bombarded him at once with her in his arms. The imagined way she would taste on his tongue. The silken smoothness of her skin. Gliding his mouth across the top of her breast, swirling around her full shape until he met her peak. Discovering the weight of her in his hand. Too many nights he’d fallen asleep aching for this woman and all the ways he wanted to please her, love her, adore her. And the man she’d been married to hadn’t even known she’d been ill. Instead, Neil had been a selfish bastard, tossing away the greatest gift Mark had ever known in another human being.

Now that Mark knew the truth about her illness, he wasn’t letting her out of his sight until something was done, and done right, to help her.

Angie was perfect to Mark. Beautiful. He tried to show her how perfect she was nestled flushed against his chest, his fingers loose but holding her face to his, directing her movements. Sips and nibbles escalated to a thrusting passion. He wanted to taste every nuance of her. A roaring, uninhibited need overtook his body, enflaming him, begging for fulfillment. The last tendril of common sense vanished when she pressed into him chest to chest, thigh to thigh, and what was in between became impossible to hide. She was better than perfect. Angie was heaven.

In those few seconds, he fell for her in a way he’d never dreamed, never envisioned. He’d carried feelings for years, but until that moment, he’d never known how much or how deep they went. With her lips pillowing his, her touch hotter than a livewire along every nerve, Mark’s life changed forever.

Angie gasped scant heartbeats into the sweet plunder of her mouth, breaking herself out of his arms. “Mark!” She lifted her shaking hand upward to cover quivering lips. “You— You can’t do that.”

Fearful, he froze. Had he gone too far? Been too forceful? Expected too much? He plowed a hand through his hair, bringing himself back to where they stood. He found himself standing in the basement once more, as much metaphorically as literally. His entire body felt ready to explode, and it had only been a kiss. He groaned a low sound, wary of meeting her eyes, anticipating the accusations and anger he’d find.

“I’m sorry, Angie.”

What he found when he met her gaze was not what he expected, and for a brief heartbeat, her hesitant expression gave Mark hope. He’d taken her by surprise. She wasn’t the only one caught off guard, he thought ruefully, but she liked it. She’d enjoyed his kiss. It was in the new sparkle in her eyes that matched the soft pink on her cheeks. He hadn’t lost his chance. Relief pounded as deep as lust. There was no doubt now that he’d tasted her, he was going to find a way to have more.

She swallowed, the rising beat of her pulse ticking at the curve of her throat. “Just…don’t do that.”

Mark lifted a hand, and she ducked out from underneath. She bit her lip, her eyes wide and uncertain now.

“Angie, don’t,” he pleaded. “I’d never hurt you.”

“I know,” she stammered but leaning away just the same. She slid one more step, then whirled and raced for the doors to the outer hallway of the lower floor.

Missy Jane's Birthday Blog Tour

2011-06-01T06:00:00.001-05:00

It's that time again! That's right, it's June, and with the first month of summer comes my birthday! Last year I decided to celebrate another year of life by giving away prizes to my readers at different stops around the web. It was awesome. I met new authors wonderful enough to allow me onto their blog, and I met their fabulous readers, gracious enough to read my rants. So, this year I decided to do it again even bigger!
Each day of my tour I'll select one comment to win the daily prize pack shown above. Then on June 30th ALL comments will be entered to win the grand prize box of goodies pictured to the right, which includes a signed print copy of They Call Me Death!
Here's the schedule:

June 1st: My blog

June 2nd: Kaily Hart

June 5th: Victoria Gray

June 8th: Stephanie Julian

June 10th: Tina Donohue

June 12th: Christine Bell

June 13th: Storywings

June 15th: My blog (birthday post!)

June 19th: The Speculative Salon

June 21st: Book Chic City (review of They Call Me Death)

June 24th: My blog where I interview N.L. Gervasio!

June 28th: TBA

June 30th: My blog (GRAND PRIZE winner announced!)

ARe and OmniLit are Having a 50% Off Sale!

2011-05-28T11:28:00.000-05:00

Click here to go to All Romance ebooks, and go now!

Made in the Shade

2011-05-06T22:17:00.000-05:00

Did you know that there is a portal in Manhattan's Central Park that leads to the land of the Fae? Did you know there is a sexy guardian who patrols there, keeping the park free of magical miscreants? Megan Scott discovers what's going on in the sexiest way possible. Here's a little taste of my latest erotic romance, 'Made in the Shade', an erotic fantasy that I wrote under the pen name Téa Trelawny.

You can’t possibly be serious,” she’d said as he pinned her naked body to the grass beneath the large oak tree that grew just outside his Fae Land home. “Again?”

Made in the Shade by Téa Trelawny, available at http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9312-made-in-the-shade.aspx

Missy Jane's Character Reviews

2011-04-25T06:00:00.000-05:00

I've decided I need to do more giveaways to my readers. However, I don't have a large back-list so I think exposing my readers to my favorite authors is the way to go. But, how do I do that in a different way than everyone else? Book reviews are already all over the internet, which is a good thing. However, sometimes when I get into a good book it only takes one crappy character to ruin the whole experience. I wish there was a list of characters to look out for, good and bad, rather than just books.

Now there is something akin to that on my blog. Once a week I'm going to do a character review rather than a book review. Then one lucky commenter will win that book. Easy as pie, right? So my first task is creating the book list. I read many different genres: horror, romance (ALL types), historical fiction and literature. However, since I'm a paranormal and erotic romance author, I think I'm going to start with one of those. Here's where you come in. Give me your wish list of books you want to know more about.Character reviews #1-3 are already posted and a schedule of the next few can be found on my site. Just read the review and answer the relevant question at the end by posting a comment. One lucky reader wins the book and then we do it all over again the next week.
Good Luck!
-Missy Jane
*Make reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.msmissyjane.com

New! HER BATTLE LORD'S DESIRE, Book 2 of the Battle Lord Saga by Linda Mooney

2011-04-16T23:42:00.000-05:00

New!

Her Battle Lord’s Desire
(Book 2 of the Battle Lord Saga)
A sensuous apocalyptic, futuristic romance novel
By Linda Mooney
Now Available at All Romance eBooks
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-herbattlelord039sdesire-542762-144.html

And Coming Soon to Amazon for Kindle!

***
Besieged by Bloods and placed on a hunger watch, the citizens of the mutant compound of Wallis turn to the one person they pray will help, the Battle Lord of Alta Novis. Despite the fact that they took away the woman the man risked his life to love, they hope he will show mercy and lend aid. They never expected to find Atrilan Ferran alive and thriving as the wife of Yulen D'Jacques.

Yulen sees this as the perfect opportunity to show the citizens of Atty's home compound the power and status his wife wields. But first he, Atty, and his soldiers have to risk the journey against the oncoming horde of blood-thirsty crazies to get there.

Atty is eager to return to Wallis, but one small detail stands in the way of her and Yulen's happiness. He desires an heir, and she is terrified at the thought of becoming pregnant. Worse, the dangerous trek has increased his ardor, and she is running out of excuses why they can't make love.

Warning: Contains a near massacre, renewed friendships, shocking revelations, birth control 300 years in the future, a trip down memory lane, and a deepest desire finally fulfilled.

Got Eggs? New Release! Pet My Easter Bunny by Carolyn Gregg

2011-04-09T12:00:00.000-05:00

New!

Pet My Easter Bunny
("Tales of the Blakeney Sisters" Book 4)
A humorous, erotic, paranormal romance
by Carolyn Gregg
from Red Rose Publishing
http://redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?products_id=962

Once upon a time, there lived a man with five rambunctious daughters. They were an average American farming family except for one minor detail. The man was a warlock, and all of his daughters were witchlets—half witch and half human.

Rast Clemmons is the most arrogant, opinionated, and snobbish son of a bitch Penderly Blakeney has ever met. The fact that he is also her new boss only makes matters worse. With Easter and her birthday just around the corner, Penderly knows beyond a doubt that her heart's call works at the seafood plant. It's only a matter of time before she discovers who he is, and they seal their future together with the sex hex test. But first she has to get rid of Rast Clemmons, who is quickly becoming a major pain in the ass. Regardless of the outcome, that man has screwed up her life for the last time, and now she's ready to call for magical reinforcements.

Come meet 8 TX ARF Authors in Houston!

2011-03-30T07:00:00.005-05:00

The 2011 Houston Indie Book Festival April 2nd
Celebrate the fourth annual Houston Indie Book Festival along with dozens of nationally-distributed literary journals, local booksellers, publishers, small presses, literary organizations, and authors at the Menil Park on Saturday, April 2nd from 11 a.m. until 5 p.m.
Co-sponsored by NANO Fiction and Gulf Coast, the festival showcases the efforts of writers, artists, teachers, community members, and cultural groups working to make the arts and humanities a vibrant part of the Houston community.
The festival will offer readings by local authors throughout the day, including: children’s book author Gwendolyn Zepeda; fiction writers Sophie Rosenblum, Ann Weisgarber, Amelia Gray, and Ryan Call; as well as poet Hayan Charara. The Houston Indie Book Fest and Inprint Readings will take place every hour from 11 a.m. until 4 p.m.
This year’s festival is set to correspond with the Menil Collection’s Open House event. Alongside the book fair, visitors can enjoy outdoor art exhibits, tours of the Menil campus, art demonstrations, live music, food trucks, and much more!
This event is free, and everyone in the community is invited to participate in what has become Houston’s only event of its kind.
Since 2008, the Houston Indie Book Festival has steadily expanded from a small gathering of local bookstores and artists to a full-scale regional event. To date, more than fifty exhibitors from all over Texas and the U.S. are scheduled to participate.
More information about the Houston Indie Book Festival is available online at http://indiebookfest.org .
The Houston Indie Book Festival is supported by the Houston Arts Alliance, The Houston Endowment, Inc., Inprint, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Texas Commission on the Arts, and the University of Houston’s Department of English.
We look forward to seeing you in April!
Watch for more NANO Fiction announcements and updates on Facebook and Twitter.

Attending Texas ARF authors:
Missy Jane
Elizabeth Pina

Skhye Moncrief
Delphine Dryden
Cornelia Amiri
Anne Marie Novark

Ciara Gold
Alisha Paige

New! POSSESSION, an Erotic Paranormal Romance by Linda Mooney

2011-03-15T10:47:00.000-05:00

POSSESSION
Erotic Paranormal/Horror Romance Novel
Whiskey Creek Press Torrid
(ebook) ISBN# 978-1-60313-954-0
Word Count: 61.5K
http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com/torrid/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=3&products_id=571

If you were murdered by a stranger, wouldn’t you want the chance to be able to come back and find out who killed you? And why?

J was born blind, but she could "see" things. Her gift has always helped the police find such things as missing persons, serial killers... a ghost or two.

Detective Kiel Stark has worked homicide for eight years, but he has never met this mysterious Seer his fellow officers claim could almost perform miracles. Not until a gruesome triple homicide has his superiors calling in the reserved woman to help with the case.

Now Stark is faced with a double threat. Not only is he finding himself dangerously attracted to the mysterious beauty, but she could very well discover his own carefully guarded secret—a secret that could bring an end to his career, his way of life, and any future he had hoped to have.

Warning! Contains disturbing images, the living dead, revenge gone wrong, drug deals gone bad, and two people facing an impossible love without any chance for a future.

Release Day, and Epic Awards!

2011-03-14T07:11:00.000-05:00

My second book from Carina Press is out today! Road Signs was my 2009 NaNoWriMo novel, the story of friends who become lovers while traveling from Wisconsin to Seattle on Thanksgiving weekend. To celebrate, I'm having a contest on my blog this whole month. Stop by to play!

Also, my latest romantic adventure from Samhain Publishing, Breaking Daylight, won the Epic Award! I totally didn't expect that!

LORD OF THUNDER Wins an Eppie!

2011-03-13T10:57:00.000-05:00

The 11th Annual EPIC Awards, presented by the Electronically Published Internet Connection, were distributed on March 12 at the annual EPICon conference which was held this year in Williamsburg, Virginia.

Science Fiction Erotic Romance: Lord Of Thunder Thunder Series Book 1 by Linda Mooney—Whiskey Creek Press

(From All Romance eBooks)

New Release! Rhythm and Boos by Carolyn Gregg

2011-03-10T16:40:00.000-06:00

Rhythm & Boos
Humorous, Erotic, Paranormal Romance
Red Rose Publishing
(ebook) ISBN# 978-1-4543-0033-5
Word Count: 13K
http://redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?products_id=809

Sensuelle (aka Sydney Shookerman) was an exotic dancer. At least, she tried to be. Unfortunately, Sydney sucked at the job. She had a body to die for, and the face of an angel, but she lacked the timing and moves which would put her in the pro league.

Fortunately, she managed to keep her job at Napoleon’s nightclub. And despite the rumors that Napoleon’s used to be a speakeasy back in the 1920s, and was reputed to be haunted, she never knew how haunted it was until she accidentally awoke the spirit of one poor victim from that era.

The first thing Frankie Nuwurth wanted to do was to get even with the wise guys who had put him away. Although he had no idea how he was resurrected, the cute half-naked dame working in the joint was an awful temptation. And one thing was certain—he hadn’t been laid in almost a hundred years, which meant he had a lot of catching up to do!

Educating Macey is up for Book of the Week!

2011-03-05T15:18:00.000-06:00

Educating Macey was reviewed this week and is up for Best Book honor this weekend (voting runs from Saturday, March 5th through Sunday March 6th) on the Whipped Cream Reviews site. I would be thrilled to have this honor! Hint, hint.

http://www.longandshortreviews.com/WC/index.htm

Go ahead, make my week...and VOTE!
-Missy Jane
*Make reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.msmissyjane.com

New Release! Beneath the Shield

2011-02-17T07:08:00.000-06:00

Beneath the Shield
ISBN# 978-1-60820-308-5
(ebook) $5.99
Release Date February 2011
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz

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Jack Torres has been harboring, zealously nurturing a hidden guilt for three
years. This mire of emotions has hardened his heart and his want to reconnect to
the living world, keeping him isolated and unapproachable.

Brant Teller is a chance encounter Jack keeps from growing physically violent
in a crowded nightclub. Parting ways, Brant doesn't expect to see the brooding,
silent officer again. Yet when a domestic violence call brings the surly officer
right to his ER, Brant takes a chance. What begins as a Sunday of football has
the possibility to become so much more. If Jack will open himself up enough to
release the agony of his own personal nightmare.

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Chapter One

Jack followed the gyrating mob of bodies on the dance floor, idly rolling the glass on the table between his fingers in utter indifference, feeling the ice tap at the glass more than hearing it. Some of the crowd was in skintight leather, others in denim or silk. All were men. None appealed to Jack. He hadn’t danced with one, not that many hadn’t asked or plied their way into a hello with a drink. It didn’t matter in the least to him. He wasn’t there to cruise or to be picked up.

He should have been having a good time. He wasn’t.

Thumping bass music vibrated the floor, the plastic seat under his ass, even the air with the lights swinging and sparking to the rhythm. The blaring cacophony was enough to give a person epilepsy. His cousin, Trevi, had dragged him to Slick’s, and he really wished he hadn’t. Turning thirty was total bull in his book. Especially when doing it alone.

Hell, Trevi was having a better time than Jack was, dancing, uncaring that his partners were men. His cousin was a party animal. He could find a pack of hyenas and have a good time. He’d kept an eye on his younger cousin, but figured if he wanted to play in this pool for whatever the bounty, then he’d better be prepared to pay at the door. So far, Trevi had managed to avoid any real issues, and Jack was losing interest in keeping tabs on him. Might be why he hadn’t been back to the table in a dog’s age. Maybe Trevi had figured it all out. Maybe. He wasn’t holding his breath.

Jack lifted his glass to slurp down the latest concoction that had been set before him. He hadn’t had to order one drink yet. He’d lost count, and had quit bothering to thank the sharks swimming in ever-tightening circles for their largesse. If they wanted to toss drinks his way, let them. He didn’t have to work for another three days. Jack could get wasted in a swan dive of FUBAR proportions. And he was certainly considering doing just that.

“Damn it, Ryan. I said leave me alone.” Someone jostled his chair, but he ignored the bickering couple.

“But, babe, it was a one-time deal.”

Petulant whining. Yeah, that’s a real man there, folks.

A body slammed into Jack, splashing his drink over his hand. He set it down and stood. Probably something he shouldn’t have done since he was half-lit like a Christmas tree, but no one started __ around him.

At six-three he wasn’t huge—there were bigger men in all ways than him. But woe be to the one who dared to meet and keep his gaze.

“What’s the deal?” His voice was low, yet still easily heard over the pounding of the music.

“None of your business.”

Jack assumed the belligerent ass was Ryan, his counterpart, as of yet, unnamed.

He stared the dickhead square in the eye. “It becomes my business when you start getting physical.”

The man who had obviously been determined to end whatever was going on took Jack by surprise. He wasn’t some little twink, but a specimen of gorgeousness in a dark blue, skin tight t-shirt and ass-hugging denim. And was apparently the one who had plowed into Jack. It was more likely he’d been shoved, taking in their faces.

“Brant, seriously. He didn’t mean __.”

“Obviously, neither did I if you let him do you.”

“You were late!”

“Don’t pin it on me. You shouldn’t have let the ass suck you off!”

Jack had heard enough and was sure he didn’t need to know more. He was ready to avoid a lover’s spat, but that was when Ryan went a little too far. Thrusting a hand out, he wrapped unforgiving fingers around Brant’s throat, yanking him bodily forward. He wasn’t a lot taller than Brant, but did outweigh him with muscle that looked gifted by barbell.

Ryan gave Jack a smug look. “Sorry for disturbing you.”

Brant growled. “Let me go, you asshole.”

“Sorry. Can’t hear you.” Ryan began to step away, as though this was nothing unusual between the two. But by the flare of anger in Brant’s eyes, it was.

Jack heard his request clearly. He reached into his back pocket, aware Ryan had already dismissed him. Opening his bi-fold in clear view, he calmly but clearly ordered, “Let the man go, Ryan.” The flicker of his badge was unmistakable in the shimmer of the glittering lights.

A small gathering had quieted to watch the drama, but the club patrons were mostly oblivious. For that, Jack was grateful. He wasn’t on the clock and he was halfway to drunk. Just what he needed going on a report.

Slowly, Ryan’s fingers flexed, as he stood nearly eye–to-eye with Jack. Brant was right at six feet at a guess, and sleek as a leopard. Sinewy strength that, at the moment, was held frozen as Ryan debated pushing harder for domination.

Seconds crawled by until he relinquished Brant’s throat. He lifted a snarled lip at Jack, a “this round” silent challenge in his expression. Stepping away, he spun and disappeared into the crowd. Jack waved his hand. “Go,” he mouthed, and like a gun had been shot, the crowd vanished.

Jack slid into his chair, scouring the crowd for Trevi. He was done. Ready to get his ass home and in bed.

“Thank you.” Brant stood at his shoulder.

“Don’t mention it.”

“I don’t want to impose, but can I sit for a minute?”

Jack raised his gaze and noted the other man still looked shaken. “Sure.” He motioned to a chair at his side. “Is he like that all the time?” he asked, once Brant was seated and breathing calmly.

Brant shrugged, leaning on his elbows on the table, avoiding the slopped over liquor of Jack’s drink. “Not sure. We only dated a few weeks.” At least it was clear Brant had no intention of continuing with the jackass.

Glancing at him, Jack had the oddest notion he knew this man. Probably from the too many “whatevers” he’d had to drink. A fresh something slid onto the table, the waiter motioning across the room.

Lifting his eyes, Jack spotted the gift giver; a decent-looking businessman with steel rim glasses and a cute smile. He dipped his head in thanks, but didn’t touch it.

“Tell me to kiss off if you want, but who pissed in your Cheerios?”

Jack snorted. “Here.” He offered Brant the fresh drink. “Enjoy.” He stood from his seat. “If another black haired mongrel that looks like me shows up, tell him I went home.”

“What’s your name?” Brant asked quickly, green eyes expectantly focused on him.

“Jack.”

“And the mongrel?” Brant asked with a light grin.

“My cousin, Trevi.”

“I can do that. And thanks, Jack.”

“No problem.” He gave Brant a final once-over, stumped at the sense of recognition and knowing he was too drunk to really put it together. He walked outside to the cool autumn breeze, inhaling deep to help clear the alcohol fumes in his head. His ears were practically ringing from the insane volume inside. Taking his time, he walked to the side of the building, ready to find a cab.

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Available Now! A Fated Love

2011-02-11T09:42:00.000-06:00

By: Diana DeRicci
Published By: OmniLit / All Romance eBooks, LLC
ISBN # 9781936387298

Word Count: 16493
Heat Index

Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket, Epub

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About the book

When you crash head-on into love, sometimes it’s hard to escape…

Shortly after Lee’s classic ‘69 Stingray becomes the victim of a hit and run, a gorgeous knight in Armani arrives with proof pointing to the identity of the guilty driver. Being new in town, the last thing Lee needs is a romantic entanglement.

Vince happened to be in the right place at the right time. He didn’t expect to be attracted to Lee. After all, he stopped looking for a lasting relationship some time ago. So what if Lee is his stepbrother’s latest hire and says he’s not interested? Vince has never been one to back down from a challenge.

Can Vince convince Lee that the risk is well worth the reward, for the both of them?

An excerpt from the book

Chapter One

“Wait! Hey, you! Wait!” Lee Volde raced across the parking garage, but the squeal of echoing tires made it clear the person who’d whacked the daylights out of his fender wasn’t hanging around for the finer details, like insurance swapping. “God damn it!” He threw his business jacket over the hood, wishing he had something less valuable than his briefcase that he could pitch in anger.

He grimaced as he crouched, setting his briefcase on the ground at his feet to run a hand over the front of his Corvette Stingray. “Fucking jerk.” He petted the jet black paint like he was soothing a wounded animal. “I’m sorry, baby. I thought parking you up here would be better.”

He was running a thumb over the busted blinker light and the scuff marks in the new dent when the sound of approaching footsteps broke into his silent fuming.

“Excuse me?”

Lee whipped around to peer over and above his shoulder. Holy daylights. Gods do walk the earth. He stood carefully.

The gentleman pointed over his shoulder toward a green H3. “I saw the whole thing from over there.” He held up his cell phone. “Would this help?” An image of a Cadillac appeared on the screen.

“You caught it?” Lee was flabbergasted. This stranger had snapped a shot of the car?

“Well, the culprit,” he joked with a white-toothed smile, the smallest gap between his perfect front teeth. He pointed at the screen. “License plate.” He moved a fingertip with a blunt nail to the other edge of the glowing screen when it flicked frames, showing the Cadillac backing up to get around the Corvette, exposing the damage. “Proof of dent. I think you can work with that.”

“Can you email that to me?” Lee’s heart was lurching and pounding. His car had been violated and a man the likes of which he’d never encountered was saving the day.

“Be happy to.” He held out a hand. “Vince Mulholland.”

“Lee Volde.” When their hands connected, his skin tingled, a pulse sending an already skittering focus farther out into no-man’s land. He shook himself, though when he released Vince, he seemed in less than a hurry to do so. Lee was too shook up to even concentrate on his reaction.

A crunch of molded plastic under his foot reminded him of what he was doing. Searching his splayed suit pockets, he found his cards and gave one to Vince. Without asking again, he immediately sent the images to the listed email, then called nine-one-one.
“Hi, I need to report a hit and run. No injuries.”

Lee all but sagged against his gem, surprised at the amount of help Vince was giving him.

New to the city, he had no close friends yet and honestly hadn’t expected someone to be this outgoing to give him a hand. Least of all someone who looked like a fashion model in Armani.

“So, what is it? A ’67?”

Lee blinked. “A ’69. I restored her and she’s been my baby.”

“I can tell. It’s a beautiful piece.” Vince strolled around the car, nodding and humming in approval. “The exhaust, that’s to the factory specifications?”

“You know Corvettes?”

Vince winked. “Don’t all young boys? You did an incredible job with it.”

“Thanks. I had to get it professionally painted but under the hood was all me.”

“Impressive.” Vince stopped in front of him. “I haven’t seen you in the building.”

Lee shrugged. “I’ve only been in Houston for about three months. A new acquire from Detroit.”

“Ah, so you’re the numbers whiz that Frank was cussing and praising in the same breath.”

Oh crap. He works for Shedwicke too. Figures. “I guess.” Studying Vince, he guessed him to be in his mid- to late-thirties. Manicured hands, pressed Armani, an H3. And someone important if he wasn’t shooting wildly. He managed to put his admiration in a closet, shoving his want to drool in with it. He doubted the man was even gay. Just because he didn’t wear a ring didn’t mean shit. He might be new to Houston but at thirty-two, Lee sure wasn’t new to men who liked to yank chains and drag a male around by their dick.

The sound of an approaching car drew both their attentions. A police cruiser rolled to a stop on the fourth floor of the enclosed garage and an officer stepped out to join them. Lee folded his jacket and opened the door to drop it over the seat, meeting the cop with registration and info in hand.

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Just in time for Valentine's Day! Spank My Valentine by Carolyn Gregg

2011-02-10T20:00:00.003-06:00

I have a double whoop this week! Spank My Valentine, book 3 of "Tales of the Blakeney Sisters" is released from Red Rose Publishing! And Book 1, Rub My Pumpkin, is now available on Fictionwise (and currently 15% off, so hurry!)

Spank My Valentinea humorous erotic paranormal romance
by Carolyn Gregg
Book 3 of "Tales of the Blakeney Sisters"
from Red Rose Publishing
http://redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?products_id=939

Once upon a time, there lived a man with five rambunctious daughters. They were an average American farming family except for one minor detail. The man was a warlock, and all of his daughters were witchlets—half witch and half human.

Grant Morgan hasn’t been to Toppers Cove since he graduated from high school there. But when he receives the invitation to the Hearts on Fire Valentine’s Day Dance, and sees Sanderly Blakeney’s name listed on the committee, something inside him tells him to go back to his home town. If nothing more than to see her again, and to see if the flame he carried for her all through their years in school still burns.

Only one thing could possibly stand in his way. His parents are still prominent people in town, which means they know all about the Blakeneys. And they have made it very clear to their only child that he is not to have anything to do with any of "those heathen girls", especially Sandy.
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"All right, cousin. I got it, and I’m holding it in my hand this very moment."

"Open it," Lena ordered him.

Grant sighed in exasperation. He had always been a pushover with it came to his cousin. In many ways, she was more like a sister, and had been an integral part of his life growing up, since he was an only child.

The envelope had the embossed logo of Toppers Cove CSD on the upper left-hand corner. The letter had originally been sent to him at his old mailing address. Grant could see where his mother had crossed it out and written the address of his New York apartment to have it forwarded.

Grabbing a letter opener from the pencil cup on his drawing table, he ripped open the envelope and pulled out a single sheet of paper. Even as he unfolded it, he could tell it was an invitation of some sort. His first impulse was to toss it without reading it first, until a name at the top caught his attention, right underneath Lena‘s name.

Sanderly Blakeney, Vice Chairman

Vice Chairman of what? He scanned the paper.

You are invited to attend the First Annual Hearts on Fire Valentines Day Dance at the Toppers Cove Consolidated High School gym on Friday, February 14th. The dance will be from 7 to midnight. Music will be provided by J.D. Maxx and the Maximums.

He glanced back up at the name at the top, and the first thing that he realized was that she was still a Blakeney. Sandy Blakeney. Either she hadn’t gotten married, or if she had, she’d taken her maiden name back. Either way it means she’s free.

Grant frowned. It was coming back to him, and it wasn’t pleasant. It had been years since he’d felt that deep sense of longing. It was immediately followed by sadness, disillusionment, and regret.

"Well?" Lena’s voice drifted from the speaker.

"Well what?"

"Are you coming or not?"

"I don’t know…"

"Oh, don’t give me that bullshit, Grant David! We’ve worked a lot of long, hard hours to get this thing together. Think of it as a class reunion, only with a lot more returning graduates!"

"I’ve never attended any of the class reunions," he reminded her.

"Like I don’t already know that," his cousin retorted. "Your folks are already expecting you to come up for a visit."

Oh, shit.

"Grant?"

"Yeah. I’m still here. Let me think on it, Lena, and I’ll get back with you."

"No way, cuz. I know why you’re back-pedaling. It’s because of Sandy, isn’t it?"

Yes, Lena would bring her up, considering she was the only person in the world who knew of his history, or rather the lack of it, when it came to the Blakeney girl. As he tried to figure out a way to get out of the going to the dance, his cousin persisted.

"I told her I was inviting you."

"Lena!"

"Hey, it’s been ten years! You don’t have to tell me you’re still carrying a torch around for her. Listen, bro…" Her voice softened. Lena never referred to him as brother unless she was speaking to him from the heart. Despite the fact that they were adults now, his closeness to Lena was his only strong familial bond, and she would forever hold an emotional attachment to him.

"When I told Sandy I was asking you to the dance, you would have sworn I’d sucker punched her. There’s something still there, Grant. When are you two going to finally have a heart-to-heart, and let bygones be bygones?"

"Lena, you know the answer to that."

"Because your folks don’t approve of her? What are you? Twelve? It’s time to grow some brass ones, bro. It’s your life, and what’s more important, your parents no longer have any say-so in it."

That was true. Since he got on with the company of his dreams, he had become totally independent of his parents, both physically and financially. Plus, truth be told, he was a bit homesick to see his home town again.

And Sanderly Blakeney.

I'm Over at Coffee Time Romance Today!

2011-02-05T10:36:00.003-06:00

Today's my day to blog over at Coffee Time Romance Forum! I'll be chatting with readers, and I'll be giving away a PDF of one of my books, reader's choice!

You can access the forum here. Just scroll down until you reach Feb. 5th, my day.

See you there!

Now Available! AEQUANA, a Sensuous Erotic Urban Fantasy Romance

2011-01-29T19:26:00.000-06:00

AEQUANA
a sensuous erotic urban fantasy romance novel
by Linda Mooney

Now Available at All Romance eBooks
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-aequana-508511-143.html
Amazon for Kindle
http://www.amazon.com/AEquana-ebook/dp/B004KABAZ0
and Barnes and Noble for Nook
http://search.barnesandnoble.com/AEquana/Linda-Mooney/e/2940012581051/?itm=1&USRI=aequana

(Note: This book will not be available on Fictionwise.)

Blurb:

John Eagletalon had no idea what the government intended when it assigned him to its latest secret project - an icy blonde beauty with a miraculous ability. All he knew was that he owed Uncle Sam fourteen more months of his life, and if it meant being this woman's partner and bodyguard until he'd paid his dues, he'd find a way to endure the ordeal.

Until he discovered what the government had been doing to her. And at the same time, discovered he was falling hopelessly in love with her.

Now it's no longer a matter of protecting her. It's a matter of keeping her out of their clutches.

And making her his.

Warning! Contains a wise Indian saying, cold showers, extreme hazardous pay, corrupt scientists, sorry sons of bitches, chains and collars, things that bite, and a two thousand mile journey that ends in an incredible night of love.

(Read an excerpt!)
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DELTA TRAILS

2011-01-22T10:53:00.002-06:00

5 Stars for A DIFFERENT YESTERDAY

2011-01-21T23:43:00.000-06:00

I found A Different Yesterday to be an outstanding, uplifting read by Linda Mooney. It demonstrates how strong a person's first love can be. For Drew and Jo they had been best friends since childhood. They shared their hopes, dreams, innermost thoughts and secrets, knowing they could put total trust in one another. They could never imagine life without the other one. Unknowingly to them, the innocent and pure love they shared was about to be put to the test and turned upside down.

Drew's dad was being transferred to Maine, away from Jo, his best friend and true love. The news devastated both Jo and Drew. Before leaving they shared a kiss and Drew promised Jo he would one day come back to her.

Linda Mooney has written this book so the reader can be in the present and the past without getting lost and confused. I found that having the "yesterday" put in after a few chapters of the present, was a refreshing change. I usually do not like flashbacks in novels because it would lose me and become a nuisance. I did not feel this in A Different Yesterday. The flashbacks to 'yesterday' was the backbone of the book. It took you from Jo and Drew's childhood and the events that led up to Drew's entire family being slaughtered and Drew almost killed as well. It helped the reader understand why Drew became a nomad, on a journey to find out if his one true love had survived the 'apocalypse' as a result of the sun imploding due to global warming. The author gives outstanding and vivid detail so the reader can feel they are in the story experiencing what the characters experience.

I truly enjoyed this book and would recommend it anyone needing a great book to curl up with. It has some graphic details involving violence, and several love scenes which were done in very good taste.

I give this book five stars.

Reviewed by
Nora Barteau
http://norachipleybarteau.blogspot.com/

Sweet Pitch Day

2011-01-20T08:28:00.000-06:00

Places to catch me this week

2011-01-15T14:29:00.000-06:00

On Monday, I'll be crashing at JoJo's Book Corner. A full interview, and whatever happens ... Well, let's just say, I'm giving away a $10 gift credit to ARe. I'm doing the sharing for my birthday.

Then on Tuesday, I'll be at the Coffee Time Forums, found here for the Bring in the New Year with Coffee & Books. One lucky person is going to receive the full PDF set of the Aiza Clan Shifters series. That's all four books to enjoy and savor. And CTR is giving away a Pandigital color reader (think iPad's little brother. Just as useful and half the size.) So check out the other authors who are showcasing through February 10th and check out how you can win the reader.

So come celebrate my birthday with me. It's as good an excuse as any to stay inside and stay warm.

Diana Castilleja

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It's Finally Here! TICKLE MY CANDY CANE is Now Available!

2011-01-13T19:36:00.000-06:00

The wait is over!

Now Available!

TICKLE MY CANDY CANE
"Tales of the Blakeney Sisters, Book 2"
A humorous, erotic paranormal holiday romance
by Carolyn Gregg
from Red Rose Publishing
http://redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?products_id=936&CDpath=2

Once upon a time, there lived a man with five rambunctious daughters. They were an average American farming family except for one minor detail. The man was a warlock, and all of his daughters were witchlets—half witch and half human.

With Christmas two days away, Tamberly Blakeney has given up hope of finding her heart call that year. That is, until Jonathan Mauk walks into the market and into her life. With the magical swirl of a candy cane's stripes, she knows he’s the man meant to be her lifelong love. But first he has to pass the sex hex test, which she is sure won't be a problem.

What she doesn't realize is that there is something in Jonathan's past that deeply disturbs her father. And until Daddy gets all the answers, there could be hell to pay.

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My New Erotic Short Story Now Available!

2011-01-11T06:00:00.002-06:00

My newest release is an Ellora's Cave quickie titled Educating Macey. Here's a taste:
Sex has taken a backseat on my priorities list for a while now—being a single mother never allowed me the chance to dwell on it. But then my daughter grew up and Max moved in next door. Just seeing his sexy-as-hell body and hearing the way he growls my full name, Macey Lane, gets me all hot and bothered. I am not a woman of experience, but Max is more than willing to teach me. His lesson plans may be too delicious to pass on, but is hot sex worth the risk of becoming another of his conquests?
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-Missy Jane
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Now Available! THE BATTLE LORD'S LADY

2011-01-02T13:31:00.000-06:00

Now Available!

THE BATTLE LORD'S LADY

Book 1 of The "Battle Lord" Saga
A sensuous post-apocalyptic,
sci-fi/fantasy romance novel
by Linda Mooney
Word Count: 112K
http://lindamooney.com/BattleLord.htm

Coming Soon to Amazon for Kindle, All Romance ebooks (ARe), and Barnes and Noble for Nook!
***
Three hundred years in the future, mankind still is trying to survive the Great Collision that changed the earth forever. People live in pockets of civilization called compounds, battling the elements and the mutations which have developed over the centuries, trying to live and survive day by day.

Yulen D’Jacques is the Battle Lord of Alta Novis. His duty is to keep his compound and his people safe, which means yearly sweeps of the area to remove any mutated men and animals from encroaching.

Atrilan Ferran is Mutah, a mutant warrior and huntress trained to protect and defend her home from Cleaners, the “normals” who invade the forests to slaughter everything and everyone who gets in their way.

They never anticipated the day when their hearts would collide, challenging and changing everything they thought was the truth. Leading them to the day they would have to prove their love for each other to man and mutant alike.

Warning: Contains intense cruelty, an avaricious mother-in-law, unbelievable hunting abilities, mutant animals, silken tents, dungeons, denial, and a love that would spawn a dynasty.

A new launch and a new release!

2010-12-14T07:49:00.000-06:00

Hi all! I wanted to share that a new press has launched today, Etopia Press http://www.etopia-press.net/ and as part of the launch, I have a new contemporary M/M release, XAVIER'S WAY. Feel free to check out the site and see who else is launching with me today!

Xavier's Way

By Diana De Ricci
LGBT (M/M) Contemporary Romance
Novella: 34,090 words
ISBN: 978-1-936751-04-4
Heat Level: 4
Warning: This book contains graphic erotic content (including male/male sexual content) which some readers may find offensive.

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Nailing an embezzler got him so much more than money…

Xavier De Los Santos is on the brink of financial ruin. Stratler Homes has lost hundreds of thousands of dollars, and Xavier's best vendors are refusing to work with him. Worse, he knows who's responsible: his embezzling ex-fiancée, Lindsey.

Jordan Belten is the accounting half of Belten and Belten, the prestigious law and accounting firm whose new client is pure gorgeous male on a stick. Jordan is more than pleased to audit Gorgeous's records, and find out if it's indeed the man's ex-fiancée who's brought a strong man like Xavier to his knees.

Ex-fiancé. Xavier isn't gay. Jordan didn't have a prayer…

What he did have were secrets of his own…

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Excerpt:

Jordan managed to maneuver his butt to find the chair. His heart was pounding from Xavier's handshake. Even with a table between them, it didn't matter. He'd felt the shock of contact all the way to the soles of his feet. The man was utter deliciousness. Thick black hair, the kind of hair Jordan loved to delve his fingers into, and oh man, those eyes. Golden honey in a jar. A kind of brown that melted or blazed. Or, if he was lucky, both.

"And you're a desperate bastard to be perving for a client," he castigated himself. A straight client. As though he needed to remind himself. But apparently he did need to. He'd never seen or met anyone as gorgeous as Xavier. Even though the man was straight, he was knocking Jordan for a loop.

Today he was wearing ass-perfect black jeans, a gray button down shirt, and cowboy boots. He must have been on-site yesterday when he'd come to talk to Patton. Today, he looked business sharp. Jordan drew a breath. Life was cruel in so many ways.

Pages and files lay on the lacquered table in front of him. He was there to audit the company to find where his missing income had vanished to. The least he could do was that, hopefully without letting on how much he wanted the owner of Stratler Homes. Xavier's anxiousness showed he needed this done quickly, and Jordan wasn't going to fail him on it. He couldn't make it personal. Drawing a breath, he settled in to do his job.

Three hours later, he walked out of the conference room toward the assistant's desk, a splayed file held in his steady palm. "Gynna?"

"Yes?" He peeked up and outward and forgot what he was going to say. Xavier was just walking through the door into the building.

"Jordan?" Gynna nudged quietly.

His head swiveled numbly on his neck, his mind a blank. Gynna dropped a glance to the file in his hand, and he knew he couldn't hide the heat in his cheeks.

Shit! Come on brain, say something! "Could I see the vendor files and receipts for Encapsilon and MatRix, Inc?"

"Sure."

Xavier lifted a hand, halting her rise. "It's okay, Gynna. I'll get them. And when you see Todd, tell him I need to see him."

"Can do." She wrote down Todd's name on a pad at her elbow.

"The files you need are in my office."

Jordan took the hint and followed Xavier. He captured a single groping stare of that hard ass, tight enough to bounce quarters off of, a mental treasure for later, then returned to the papers in his hand.

Xavier pulled out a long drawer from the lateral file against one of the office walls, then flicked over the name tabs. "Pretty much anything you need will be in this drawer or the one below. The last is a catch all."

He took the two files Xavier handed him with a quiet, "Thank you."

Xavier shut the drawer then sank, distracted, into the chair behind his desk. His office was modern neat. No plants, only two framed pictures on the wood-paneled walls, with broad windows that viewed, unfortunately, the access road to the freeway they abutted. There were no photos on the desk. Had there been frames of Xavier and his fiancé?

"Was there something else, Mr. Belten?"

"Jordan," he replied absently, his mind still wondering about Xavier's ex.

"I'm sorry?"

He finally met that golden gaze and knew he was screwed. "Call me Jordan. Mr. Belten is my dad." It wasn't quite love at first sight, but Jordan knew it was the end of whatever hope he had for himself.

He'd fallen head over heels for a straight man.

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Draven's Crossing

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Draven's Crossing: Mind Games by Diana DeRicci

2010-12-08T07:21:00.000-06:00

Author: Diana DeRicci
Cover Artist: Anastasia Rabiyah
Genre: Paranormal Erotica/Suspense/Vampire/Gay M/M
Length: Novella, 26,997 words, 75 Pages PDF
ISBN: 978-1-936165-74-2
Release Date: 12-1-2010
Heat Level: Erotic
Warnings: Violence, Gay M/M
Other Titles in this Series:
Draven's Crossing: Tempestuous Crossings
Purple Sword Publications
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From out of the darkness, a voice calls, luring one man into a battle of the unknown.
Jackal has lived a well-guarded secret his entire life. A being of immense power, he understands and accepts the loss and emptiness of never finding a soul to love, yet endures because it is his only path. Eternal life means none who walk the earth could comfort him for long.
The only one who could understand his plight has lived for just as long: a vampire. Taken by surprise and tortured, Kristof’s agony pulls Jackal to him in the dream realm, forging a bond that is unexpected and unexplained.
But now that they’ve connected, will the darkness that hunts all para-kind in Draven’s Crossing destroy them?

Excerpt:

Chapter One

Time. There always seemed to be time. Jackal flitted between dreams. In the surreal world of dreams, time was never an issue.

Until now.

“Who are you?” he murmured, his voice thick. He knew he was asleep, but he was being drawn irrevocably toward something.

A raw voice reached out to him. “Help me.”

Jackal frowned. His body felt sluggish. It was hard to move, like forcing his way through quicksand, or thigh-high swamp water, the silt sucking at his feet with each step. He was reaching for someone, of that he was sure. He cocked his head, listening. “Where are you?”

“Here. Please. They’re coming.” The male voice replied, plaintively filled with wave upon wave of pain and exhaustion.

He froze, his heart racing. Jackal hadn’t expected a literal answer. He’d never received one before. “Where are you?” he demanded, now getting worried. Anxiety made his words sharp. “What’s your name?”

“Kristof. I can hear you.” The words were dragging, confused. “So tired.”

“Don’t speak.” Jackal intensified his thoughts, forcing himself above the suck of the dream weave. Further disembodied, he floated, coursing through time and space. He’d had plenty of dream excursions, but no one had touched him as intrinsically as this voice. Something dire and desperate waited beyond his reach, needed his help. He knew he had to answer.

Soon, images began to form out of the swirls of his dream. Buildings. Street shapes. Sounds. A world at night.

Cautiously, he landed on a sidewalk. The chill of late night filled the air, hazy stars glinting overhead, as though seen through a thin gauze sheet of clouds. “Kristof?” The sound of his voice was a whisper between his ears. It shook him to his soul that this being was reaching for him.

A roar of pain almost threw him completely back into his own body. Staggering where he stood, Jackal shook his head. This was not normal. He could hear them, but never had a dreamer heard him, or responded, trying to reach out for him. It was almost as though he were being pulled in this direction by sheer will. Steeling himself to move forward, he let the fading tremors of pain guide him. Kristof couldn’t speak. A sense of connection lurked between Jackal’s soul and this man’s subconscious. It was the most the other man could manage, and for even that, Jackal was sure Kristof was hurting because he had to stay cognizant for the thread to remain.

“Hear me, Kristof. Help me find you.”

New! A DIFFERENT YESTERDAY by Linda Mooney

2010-12-02T19:59:00.000-06:00

A DIFFERENT YESTERDAY

An erotic sci-fi/apocalyptic/futuristic romance novel

from Whiskey Creek Press Torrid

(ebook) ISBN# 978-1-60313-841-3

The Apocalypse.

It didn't come because of man's inhumanity to man. It didn't come from bombs, or plague, or even from aliens descending from outer space. In fact, no one knows what triggered it. And even if they did, there was no way to turn back time.

Only one thing was certain. One evening the sun had grown unexpectedly bigger and hotter, and heat and radiation unlike anything ever experienced washed over the Earth, bathing it in searing rays that devoured over three-quarters of the world's population.

Now the sun is smaller, and it doesn't radiate as much heat as it used to. The world is colder. Food is scarce, and people are fighting to stay alive.

Andrew Michael Tollson, aka "The Silent Wraith", was a man who roamed from settlement to outpost to city, offering his protection from scavengers and renegades. Years ago, right before the sun had exploded, when he had been a boy growing up in a small Texas town, he had felt his first crush for the little tomboy he knew as Jo. Now, as a grown man, he has finally made his way back to his boyhood home to see if Jo is still alive, or if she has been a victim of the Apocalypse. He has to know if the dreams and memories he has harbored were mere fantasies, or if the infatuation he'd felt then has grown into something else, something stronger and more tangible.

JoBeth Wythe was a member of The Triad, three leaders who protected their little settlement, and tried to recall the carefree days before the Apocalypse. All they wanted was the chance at a decent life, with enough food, some shared warmth, and a little hope for the future. She had never forgotten the pudgy little kid who had followed her around when she was growing up, the little boy she called Mikey. Every time she thought of him, it only brought back pain and a wistfulness for a past that no longer existed.

For Drew and Jo, it was only a matter of time before they would be reunited to fight together. To survive together. And to discover that the innocent kisses they had shared as children had grown into a love that would overwhelm them with desire.

Warning! Contains permanent extreme cold, love everlasting, survivalists, separation, a legend in the making, a brutal mass murder, forever friends, loss of virginity, and the end of the world as we know it.

Bloody Kiss-mas!

2010-12-01T09:02:00.000-06:00

Check out www.paperbackdolls.com for a chance to win autographed books, swag, totes, candles... all kinds of awesomeness!

I'm giving away a copy of UNBOUND TRUST, signed of course. :)

Meet 5 TXARF Authors this Saturday!

2010-11-28T11:24:00.001-06:00

Looking for a unique gift? Why not wrap up a romance for the holidays from one of these local authors:

Missy Jane www.msmissyjane.com

Teri Thackston www.terithackston.com

Delphine Dryden www.delphinedryden.com

Robin Badillo www.robinbadillo.com

Elizabeth Pina www.elizabethpina.com

There’s something for everyone: vampires and shape-shifters, steamy love stories and sweet Christian romance. Join us at Puffabelly’s restaurant in Old Town Spring, 100 Main Street, Spring 77373, on Saturday, December 4^th from 12 to 3 pm. Each author will be signing books and/or giving out free promo items!

Updated my website!

2010-11-27T13:26:00.000-06:00

I know, it was loooong overdue. LOL Okay, not that long. Only a month late. *snicker giggle*

But there's news, new releases and coming soon info, and links in the media room for new puzzles!

So feel free to wander around.

www.dianacastilleja.com

Diana Castilleja

I'm Nominated for a Bookie Award!

2010-11-21T11:08:00.000-06:00

RUNNER'S MOON: CHALLA has been nominated for a Bookie Award in the Sci-Fi category!

The Bookie Awards are being presented by the Authors After Dark network - the same people who bring you the AAD Paranormal Weekend.

To vote go here to their blog.

Thank you!

New Release! First Christmas by Diana DeRicci

2010-11-17T07:57:00.002-06:00

Author: Diana DeRicci
Cover Artist: Anastasia Rabiyah
Genre: Paranormal Gay Erotic Romance/Shapeshifter/Werewolf/Christmas
Length: Novella, 18,696 words, 54 pages PDF
ISBN: 978-1-936165-64-3
Release Date: November 17, 2010
Heat Level: Erotic
Warnings: Gay Male/Male

Purple Sword Publications
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A stranded wolf. A cougar shifter to the rescue. Can the magic of one Christmas cure both their pain and loneliness?

Exhausted and injured, Jason is driven as a rogue wolf right into the arms of Lyndon, a man that by all he knows, he should never reveal his heart to. Yet when patience and compassion prove size can hide the heart of a gentle giant, a wounded Jason begins to heal. And to love again.
EXCERPT:
Snow fell in thick-flaked flurries, the windows iced in the corners in splintered patterns. Christmas carols played in random order from the CD disks Lyndon had inserted in the stereo. He loved the traditional carols, Bing Crosby being among his all time favorites.
No one could croon like Bing, Lyndon thought.
The evening grew dark with early night, and he sat in his favorite rocker reading in front of the fireplace. He’d learned to dismiss the derision at appearing like an old man because of his holiday habit. No one else had to know, and honestly, no one else did. Since his father died, he had no family to see, and doing more for Christmas than the small tree in the corner and enjoying the calm quiet when he was snowed in, just didn’t appeal to him.
But then again, most cougar shifters were solitary people to begin with. They didn’t congregate at huge family reunions. They were family oriented, but more of a nucleus family, not the in-laws’ cousins’ fourth removed and the subsequent divided tree limbs of family.
Tilting his head, he closed his eyes, catching the woeful howl of the wolf pack. Their songs bounced over the snow, keen and clear. He listened until it faded, then like a loop, started again. Except, their howls had changed, became hard, aggressive growls.
He sat up. That wasn’t like them, and they sounded very close.
Standing, he set the book in his hand on the mantle and walked to peer out his window. Limping out of the trees, he saw the blurred form of a wolf, hobbling.
The howls started again, and this time it was a hunting cry.
He knew the poor creature on the snow was the harried game. Grabbing his heavy jacket by the fire, he leaped into his snow boots, strapping them down, listening to the wolves’ cry.
He darted through the house, leaving by the side door of the mudroom, circling back around, searching the tree line where he’d seen it. Gray dusk made the snow seem even thicker as it fell, but he could just make out movement yards ahead of him.
The animal had stopped, though streams of steam proved it still lived. He didn’t recognize this one from his studies, and he’d catalogued over forty-five different wolves in the local packs. His home, an old look-out cabin, sat nearly on the border of their two territories, so every now and then, he actually could watch both, but for the most part, they avoided each other’s land.
Cutting through the snow, he listened, the howls coming closer. His hands were beginning to chill, and he stuffed them in his pockets, his fingers digging, but coming up empty. No gloves. He remembered. They were on the shelf drying out from his last foray outdoors. Couldn’t be helped, he was halfway to the panting animal.
Gray eyes focused on him as he neared. It didn’t attempt to escape, it didn’t snarl, and it didn’t become defensive. It laid there. Studying it as he drew closer, he knew this one wasn’t one of the wolves from either pack. He could also see what the problem was. A bloody paw was packed with snow and debris.
“Poor baby,” he murmured. “Found an old trap, didn’t you?” Cautiously, he eased his way forward, its gray eyes staying focused, yet its demeanor never changed. His brow furrowed. “You can’t be a wild wolf. You’d have tried to take my head off by now. I hope you’re not a release wolf that hasn’t found his footing.” He’d have to radio the conservation center when the storm blew over to see if this one resembled one of their release wolves.
A snarl whipped his attention over his shoulder. Three sets of eyes. Pissed off eyes glared at him. He growled low in his chest, hissing. The wolves were completely confused, tails in the air, full battle gear locked and loaded.
Not turning his back on the three, he crouched and gently lifted the animal from the cold snow. It hung limp as a rag in his arms. “Definitely not wild,” he breathed, the words forming as clouds in the bitter cold. “All right, let’s see what we can do about your foot.”
He had to take the chance to turn away from the watching trio to get back to the cabin. Golden lights soothingly glowed through the frosted glass window in the front. The wolves that had been chasing his cargo stayed behind in the trees, sharp snaps and punctuated growls voicing their displeasure as he took away their game.
“Too bad.”
But they didn’t follow him. The wolf’s forefoot was a mess. With a glance, he hoped it was really only packed and not badly injured. It would be a shame that a release wolf would have to be reclaimed because of an injury like this. Nudging his way into the mudroom, he used a shoulder to secure the door then laid the wolf on a pile of summer rugs.
It whimpered once as its body settled. Gray eyes closed. Taking a quick inventory, he realized there wasn’t a tag on this wolf anywhere. Hm. Not a release wolf? He stood slowly, still being cautious with the animal, but it seemed absolutely unconcerned with its eyes closed, resting, to anything Lyndon might do.
He slipped from his jacket and hung it on the peg near the door, doing the same with his boots, ready for him on the floor.
Now, he was definitely curious and concerned about the wolf before him. Not a release wolf, but way too docile to be a wild pack wolf. Lyndon couldn’t remember any like this one, ever.
Kneeling, he lightly touched it, waiting for a reaction, but all it did was open its eyes. “You aren’t wild, are you?” he asked quietly. “Is that why they were chasing you? Because you’re not wolf?”
It raised its head with a jerk, startled eyes sharpening and focusing on him.
“Thought so. You don’t have to shift if you don’t want to. I know it’s uncomfortable when you don’t know where you are, and the injury won’t shift well with you. If it helps, I’m not going to hurt you. I’m a researcher. A cougar shifter with an affinity and divine love of wolves.” He smiled warmly. “Okay, before I talk you to tears—casualty of living alone during the winter—let me see if we can get your paw cleaned up.”

Shifted Perceptions by Diana DeRicci

2010-11-03T07:40:00.003-05:00

Author: Diana DeRicci
Cover Artist: Anastasia Rabiyah
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance/Shapeshifter/Werewolf/Menage
Length: Novella, 28,734 words, 79 pages PDF
ISBN: 978-1-936165-66-7
Release Date: November 3, 2010
Heat Level: Erotic

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Two men. One woman. When love is involved, complications up the stakes.

Dali Bowman has a secret desire, one that she’s already witnessed her closest friends discover for themselves. When Rex Adkins and Gage Hall come into her life, she likes what she sees, and is willing to take the chance. On her terms.
Rex and Gage have been friends since high school, as close as brothers in almost all aspects of their lives, from the secret they both share to the craving they have to find a woman that will complete them as a family. When Rex and Gage meet Dali, the attraction is instant. The confusion is their wolves’ muted interest. Are they wrong? Is Dali the one woman for them?
When they take away Dali’s freedom of choice, she runs, slamming the door on them and their advances. Can they salvage their chance or has their impetuous behavior cost them more than either could imagine?
EXCERPT:

“Is that a good bet?” Rex asked her. Music played in the background as the bar had filled with Thursday night customers and couples, the insides getting decidedly noisier. The other two tables were being played now too, so she had to stay kind of close to Gage and Rex. Not that she minded. And now, he’d made a bet.
Dali’s heart raced. Two kisses. Or two men running their hands all over her. She tried to find moisture in her mouth. She’d gone bone dry. Her stomach fluttered, heat oozing to settle between her legs.
“I’ll take it.” It was a win-win for her. Rex flashed a smile that could only be deemed as predatory. “One condition,” she cautioned. He stopped circling the table, waiting. She walked up to him and Gage followed her.
“No matter the winner, later or outside, but just not here. I’m not an exhibitionist.”
Rex actually sighed his way through a tender laugh. “Dali, we’re not animals.” He cupped her cheek and held her for a moment, his thumb stroking her. It was just as well that he’d made the bet. It was getting late enough that she needed to get home. The last dose she’d taken to stop her sneezing wouldn’t last for much longer, and she still had an antibiotic to take. She’d been proactive and made sure there was something she could take with the meds if she’d needed, glad now that she had. She wasn’t about to sniffle and sneeze the whole evening. She couldn’t wait until the antibiotics did their thing, and she could feel normal again.
Dali went to return to her spot when Rex let her go, and she flattened right into Gage’s chest, unaware he’d been right behind her. His arm swept around her naturally. “Easy, darlin’,” he said gently at her ear. His breath was warm, smelling faintly of the beer they’d been drinking. “There’s something you should know.”
She tried to swallow, but it was a wasted effort. “What?” she managed. Her lungs had ceased to work. His arm was strong and gentle at the same time, holding her upright, which was good. She was too close to melting to the floor again.
“Rex and me, we take good care of our woman.” His thumb lifted, stroking right beneath her breast, his nail dragging seductively across the bottom of her bra. Her body tightened and ached, throbbing for more, for touch.
Woman. One. She knew she hadn’t misheard him. Liquid heat spread, reaching to between her legs. She spasmed, aching.
Rex stood, frozen, watching them, his eyes glittering like blue flames in the bar lights. The world around them vanished with that spark of desire burning in his blue eyes and Gage’s hard body enveloping hers.
Dali’s heart thrummed, the entire process taking no more than a second to dissect. She hadn’t been misreading them! Both of these men wanted her. It sent her heart careening into her ribs for several seconds as lust and desire washed through her.
She knew Jason, her boss and the owner of the health club where she worked, and Victor, his oldest friend, shared the woman they both loved, Leesa. Those closest to them knew their idiosyncrasies, and Dali had been friends with Jason and Victor for a long time and had more than one opportunity to hear about Leesa’s happiness while at work. Dali also knew she’d never be more than friends with either Jason or Victor, but they’d opened her eyes to something. She wasn’t what most would call normal. She didn’t crave the same things most women did.
Well, maybe she did. She wanted a man to look at her like he couldn’t live without her. She wanted a man to respect her, protect her, cherish her. But what she wanted physically, couldn’t be done with just one man. She needed, desired, and hungered for two. Two men to love her body, to please her as she could pleasure them. What Jason and Victor had proven could be done, she wanted. And it looked like she wasn’t alone in the wanting.
Leaning relaxed into Gage’s chest, she dared, “Make your shot, Rex.”
His jaw twitched and he laughed. “Minx.”

Wine, Art and Romance!

2010-11-02T18:34:00.000-05:00

Wine, art and romance all in one place? What's not to love? Join Texas Romance authors Missy Jane and Teri Thackston this Saturday at the Vintage Park Harvest Festival. Both authors will be signing books and offering free gift wrapping at the Wrap up Romance for the Holidays booth.

On Saturday, November 6 from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m., Vintage Park, a lifestyle shopping center in Northwest Houston, is partnering with HEB Vintage Market and Go Texan to bring the community a spectacular event that celebrates the season with food, wine and art.This family-friendly event will feature a kids zone with tons of fun activities and an artist alley showcasing local and regional artists and craftsmen.
Find directions and more info here.
-Missy Jane
*Make reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.msmissyjane.com

Rerelease! Ice Cream In The Snow

2010-10-17T18:41:00.000-05:00

Ice Cream in the Snow

By: Diana Castilleja | Other books by Diana Castilleja
Published By: Purple Sword Publications, LLC
ISBN # 9781936165636

Word Count: 52603
Heat Index

Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Palm DOC/iSolo, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket, Rocket, Epub

About the book

A past she never knew, a debt never paid. Will it cost her life, and her heart?

Jessica Harden has lived her adult life raising and protecting her son. Except her surprises have been lying in wait. With the inheritance of her own business, her ordered life begins to experience the darker side of her ex-husband's history, involving secrets and money. And someone in the shadows knows about both.

An excerpt from the book

"Jacob, don't forget your book bag," Jessie called over her shoulder from the kitchen. She shot an anxious look at the clock on the wall to find they were both cutting it close.

"Got it here, Mom." Jacob rushed into the kitchen, grabbed his lunch, and stuffed it into his bag. Watching his total disregard for the poor sack, she knew instinctively his lunch wouldn't resemble food in four hours.

"Did you finish all of your homework?" She screwed the cap onto the juice, and placed it in the refrigerator. She frowned, noticing he hadn't buttoned his shirt all the way again. She wondered if other parents had problems getting their children to dress themselves. Had to be a teenager thing.

"Yeah, all done. Don't worry, Mom. The essay isn't due until the end of the week." He gulped his juice in seconds, then tossed the cup into the sink. She saw him make a final, searching look before he whipped around, rushing to catch the bus.

Jessie planted her hands on her hips and tilted her head. "Hey mister, forgetting something?"

Jacob turned, a bashful hue tinting his cheeks. With a quick kiss to her cheek, he made good on his escape.

"Don't forget to tuck in your shirt!" Jessie yelled after him.

She smiled at his disappearing back, knowing with a mother's intuition her words would be ignored. The slam of the door echoed through to the kitchen. Going nothing to ninety. She envied his constant energy, and not too secretly either.

Jacob was an incredibly smart young man, at least in her eyes, although twelve wasn't considered as young as it might once have been. So much more was expected of kids today, far more than she could remember. She was glad he had some good smarts to work with. If Jacob kept his classes in order, and kept his grades up, colleges would be looking for him instead of the other way around. It was a promising prospect for her son's future, which made her very proud of him.

The two of them were a good team. They both had a say in whatever happened in their world, although when necessary, she did take the 'Because I'm the mom' stand. Even then, she took the time to explain the whys if she could. All they had was each other, so their relationship had to be understanding if not equal, as much as possible. It showed in Jacob's maturity. She was always receiving end of year notes from his school teachers praising him.

She flipped the switch to the light in the kitchen and made her way through the house. She remembered when she'd bought the three-bedroom house, not long after her divorce from Arthur. It wasn't large, but it was permanent. It exuded that homey feeling she remembered from growing up, a feeling of family. It held a certain appeal she had immediately felt drawn to. There was a warmth in the house, almost a calming quality. It was the perfect house for her when she needed a home to give a stable life to her and Jacob.

The sunlight beaming into the kitchen was what had sold her on the cozy home from the beginning. The way the light shone through the windows over the sink had seemed so perfect, bringing back those moments from her childhood that she'd wanted to impart on Jacob. The bright arcs of yellow warmth scattered across the floor, and late into the day they would almost reach the counter across the table's width, giving it an enchanted feeling bathed in that glow. She'd fallen in love on the spot.

She'd needed the security the house offered her when Arthur relinquished any rights to her life, the day she caught him in their bed with another woman.

New! RUB MY PUMPKIN, a humorous erotic paranormal fantasy romance

2010-10-07T17:39:00.001-05:00

New! Now Available!

RUB MY PUMPKIN

"Tales of the Blakeney Sisters", Book 1
A humorous erotic paranormal fantasy
by Carolyn Gregg
Published by Red Rose Publishing
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Once upon a time, there lived a man with five rambunctious daughters. They were an average American farming family except for one minor detail. The man was a warlock, and all of his daughters were witchlets—half witch and half human.

Rick Carr and his friend Booey came to Toppers Cove seeking employment at the seafood plant. For Rick, it was a chance to try and re-establish roots on the eastern coast, hoping to make a life out here. He never expected to meet someone like Kimberly Blakeney. One glance, and he knew he was falling in love until he discovered that she was a witch. A real witch. But despite that revelation, his feelings didn’t change.

The only problem was, before he could sweep her off her feet, he first had to pass what she called a “sex hex test” to prove they were meant to be together. Rick didn’t mind, but what he didn’t realize was that his best friend wasn’t about let him fall under her spell...even if it meant taking drastic measures.

New! RHEA 41070 by Linda Mooney

2010-09-16T19:41:00.000-05:00

Now Available!

RHEA 41070
Erotic Sci-Fi Romance Novel
from Whiskey Creek Press Torrid
(ebook) ISBN# 978-1-60313-838-3
(print) ISBN# 978-1-60313-947-2
Word Count: 64.1K

Bock Gammon was a freedom runner. A man with a space ship for hire. He had heard of Replacements and knew they existed, but he had never personally come across one. In fact, he found the whole idea repugnant--growing a living being specifically for the purpose of harvesting his body parts. So did the governments in many of the galaxies who declared Replacements illegal.

Which was why he was stunned to discover his latest assignment was to bring a Replacement to one of the wealthiest men in the Chatta Dul system. If he hadn't so desperately needed the money, he wouldn't have accepted the job.

It didn't take long for Bock to realize that Rhea 41070 wasn't just one-of-a-kind, she was also unlike any woman he had ever met. And the closer they got to the point of delivery, the more he knew he couldn't just walk away and leave her behind to be dissected. He had to somehow find a way to save her, despite the odds and hundreds of well-armed men awaiting their return.

Warning! Contains mutilation, idol worship, twisted old men, blackmail, apathy for human life, black market medicine, a shootout, a taste of the good life, and more gold than you can shake a stick at.

Don't Look Back Out Today!

2010-09-10T15:55:00.001-05:00

YEARS ago, I had a dream about Jack Bauer. Terrorists were coming and we needed Jack and he wanted no part of it. (Who could blame him?) In my dream, a kick-butt heroine kidnapped him and convinced him he was needed.

Then I woke up. And for a couple of years I tried to work that dream into a story. I don’t remember where I came up with the idea for Africa, except that it seemed dark and mysterious. Two movies provided me with my character backstories: Clive Owen’s Beyond Borders, about a doctor who ended up providing intelligence (among other things) to the CIA while working in dangerous parts of the world, and Bruce Willis’s Tears of the Sun, where an Army Ranger (I think) tries to rescue a village from warlords in Africa. I gave my heroine Clive’s backstory, with a lot more motivation, and Del has Bruce’s, with a less cheery ending.

Instead of Jack Bauer, I used Gerard Delaney, circa Reign of Fire, as the model for Del, and Evangeline Lilly (Kate from LOST) as the model for Liv.

This book took a long time to come together, and was inspired by many different things, but I’m very pleased with the final result.

If you write, where does your inspiration come from? If you’re a reader, do you like hearing about how inspiration strikes?

I'm having a contest on my Facebook Fan Page--come play!

Release Day!!

2010-09-06T06:58:00.000-05:00

My first book with Carina Press, my first western historical is available today! I'm really nervous and excited, though it's already gotten a good review.

I got the idea while teaching Texas history to my 4th graders. We were reading about Jane Long, the "Mother of Texas." She'd been abandoned at a fort near Galveston, widowed, with only her servant and her child, and to frighten off the Native Americans and pirates in the area, she'd fire the cannon every day. I thought that was so cool. I'd never wanted to write a historical before but this one wouldn't let me go. See if it sounds like something you'd want to read:

Kit Barclay followed her husband into the wilds of Texas only to be widowed. Stranded with her mother- and sister-in-law to care for, with no hope of rescue before winter sets in, Kit has only one goal: survival. So when a lone horseman appears on the horizon, and then falls from his mount in fever, Kit must weigh the safety of her family against offering aid and shelter to the handsome stranger.

Trace Watson has lost everything that ever mattered to him. Trying to forget, he heads to the frontier colony of San Felipe, not caring if he lives or dies. But when he wakes to discover he's being nursed back to health by a brave young widow, he vows to repay her kindness by guiding the three women back to civilization, no matter what the cost.

Soon, Kit and Trace are fighting the elements, Indian attacks and outlaws—as well as feelings they both thought were long buried...

Check Out My Contest at Coffee Time Romance!

2010-09-01T18:02:00.000-05:00

Click here to find out how you can win a copy
of my newest release, Rhea 41070,
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New Release: Love's Learning Curves

2010-08-18T08:56:00.002-05:00

Love's Learning Curves

By: Diana DeRicci | Other books by Diana DeRicci
Published By: Purple Sword Publications, LLC
ISBN # 9781936165520
Word Count: 29995
Heat Index

Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Palm DOC/iSolo, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket, Rocket, Epub
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About the book

Dario Acardi has enough stress in his life. His family is hounding him to marry, his father wants him to take over as head of the pride, and his cousin needs to borrow the car. All he wants is a little peace.

Narrowly escaping another engagement his uncle deems as an "appropriate" showing for the coming heir of the Taja pride, he chaperones his cousin and date to the State Fair. The obvious problem is they don't want a chaperone and leave him in the dust to find his own entertainment. Except he finds himself standing behind a curvy brunette, and suddenly both he and his cougar are pacing like wild animals.

Sheridan Donovan is nursing a bruised heart and her brother and friends are driving her crazy with their coddling. What stung wasn't the break up. It was her ex's immediate engagement to a skinny friend.

But now that a certain cougar has decided she's the woman he needs, Dario has to convince her that what she believes isn't true at all. That size isn't what rules the heart. And perfection really is in the eye of the beholder.

An excerpt from the book

Blood pulsed like a roaring river, ramming through his body. He couldn’t remember a single time when he’d ever felt this hot, this hungry for a woman. She was turning him into an inferno of need.

“I’m going to tell you every single fantasy I’ve ever had, baby.” He licked at the seam of her lips and she melted into him. Rising on her toes, she pressed her body against his groin. Dario moaned through the sensation of her body rubbing over his.

“You didn’t even tell me the first one,” she replied, a laughing, teasing lilt in her voice.

Guiding her into the one room he hadn’t visited yet, he didn’t bother turning on the light. “Sweetheart, if I get that one fantasy tonight, my heart may not survive the shock.”

Lashes fluttered. “Oh. Now that does sound like a challenge.” The drag of her fingers snaked under his shirt again, and he chuckled. Then she was tugging it free of his jeans waist. With a little help, the pullover vanished beyond his shoulder.

Within minutes, they’d managed to strip each other bare, except for one little article that left Dario speechless.

“A thong?” His beautiful woman wore thongs? He couldn’t believe it, but there it was. A silk triangle smaller than a handkerchief.

She giggled self-consciously. “They make me feel sexy.”

“Sheridan, if you were any more sexy, I’d incinerate.”

Her eyes widened, her immediate answer being to shake her head. He gripped her between firm palms. “Never again. I mean that.”
Confusion dampened her excitement. “After. We’ll talk later. I need you now, baby.”

With his mouth devouring hers, he urged her backward until the edge of the bed stopped her. “Where are they? I’m not getting out of this bed for anything.”

“Nightstand.”

He grinned. “Hallelujah.” Then laughing at her startled chirp, he toppled them both to the bed, catching her in his arms. Rolling her beneath him, he began to drop open-mouth kisses across her collarbone. When he reached the harried beat of her pulse in her neck, he suckled the erratic pounding between his lips, scraping his teeth over her before pulling hard on the skin. She arched and groaned like a winter wind, a low howl that made the hair on his arms stand up. He’d never heard that sound, never heard it come from a woman. He shuddered as the timbre faded.

Excerpt: A Trust Revealed Aiza 4/Castilleja/para romance

2010-08-16T11:27:00.000-05:00

AVAILABLE NOW!!

Trust Revealed Cover

Trust Revealed

By: Diana Castilleja | Other books by Diana Castilleja
Published By: Tease Publishing LLC
ISBN # 9781607671169

Word Count: 97,495
Heat Index

Categories: Vampires/Werewolves Paranormal/Horror Shape-shifter

Available in: Adobe Acrobat

Morgan Aiza is tormented by a dream seductress, a woman who has haunted his dreams like a nightmare, but leaves him craving for a completion he's never known--and has never wanted. When Fate steps in and his dream woman literally runs right past him, Morgan is determined to prove he has no need of a wife, or a mate.

N'Rea Gordon has been alone since she was a teenager, moving and hiding, but from what she's never really admitted. When Morgan appears and offers more of himself than any other person in her lifetime in the name of compassionate aid, she is compelled to fight the attraction and help tooth and nail.

Trouble is hounding him, and evil is stalking her. From the gates of the Renaissance Faire where Morgan is granted an honorable knighthood, to the very doors of the family, they are stalked by an unknown danger. To survive and to acknowledge the deepest trust either have known, they are going to have to face the ultimate good versus evil struggle.

Together.

Prologue

It was the dream, the merciless attack on his sleep Morgan couldn't avoid. Unconscious, he craved it, though he silently decried it and its meaning when awake in the light of day. The nameless goddess had plagued Morgan for over a month. A woman of uncommon beauty, with eyes the color of the darkest green, like the dew-kissed nettles of a mountain fir tree. Helpless in his sleep, he tossed restlessly as the image of the woman enthralled him, made his blood sing, creating sparks of flaring desire that never really faded.

Within the hidden secrets of his dream, the silken sweep of her lustrous hair seared his thighs. The long ebony tresses defied its own darkness, glinting a red and gold fire in the full moonlight slicing into his room, as though there were flames hidden within the heavy fall of midnight. A wild, untamable fire flowed through her, moved with her. Even in a dream, the surging heat lingered under his skin, everywhere she caressed and teased him. He tasted it in the air. When she moved, her hair swayed with a scalloped motion, a natural wave that called out to him to touch, to worship. He followed it hungrily, feasting on all of her like a starving man.

This woman had become an enticement, a temptress of unfulfilled desire as he slept. She beckoned to him, calling to him not by name but by a word—mine. The one word was all she ever said, a seductive whisper winding over his ear, a sultry sound that made him ache and reach for her.

His goddess would appear slowly, only her eyes, as if his vision were panning out, opening wider to enjoy her completely. Her features focused until he could see her entire face, smooth fair skin crowned with the full, rich midnight and fire of her hair. Delicate features, high cheekbones forming to a lush mouth, parted with the promises of passion. She glided over him with a graceful presence as he hungered for the next moments of the dream. After so long, he knew what to expect, and she didn't fail him.

Her body was long and lean, supple hot flesh, arching and writhing beneath his fingers. She brought the same burning hunger he carried when she invaded his dreams. Long red nails, sharp but purposely teasing, brought him to a fever pitch, stroking, holding, tempting. The sensations were electric, tightening his skin until it was almost painful to breathe. He never questioned her weight as she rose over him, taking him deep inside of her heat, like a velvet caress. It was a dream but it was so good. She would cry out and he would moan in pleasure as they met, the length of her hair singeing the heated skin of his thighs with her rocking movements. He quivered when she raked his stomach with her nails, her green depths blazing with possessive ecstasy, daring him, challenging him. Demanding he fulfill her every wish.

Morgan would exist in his dream, fall into the between world of real and make-believe willingly. Regrets would be for later, when he lacked sleep and the cold stab of deception mocked him. Right now, he imagined every word, every caress, every desire he knew he wanted. Desires she wanted from him, that together they wanted to share. Her cries filled his ears, her spine bowed tight, moonlight streaking over luscious breasts like a beautiful offering to the gods. Rocking over him, he would revel in the fire burning between them. Smooth skin would flow like heaven beneath his fingers, heat roaring up his arms to settle in his chest with every caress.

Until he couldn't take any more. Until he was thrusting his hips, dying to feel her rapture. Needing to bury himself inside her silken sheath, wrapped intimately by her. An ecstasy in itself.

Morgan awoke, snapping straight up in bed, the images crystal clear in his mind as his body finished what had started in the dream. He groaned thickly as a fierce orgasm ripped over him, his hips clenching in release unable to stop the result of her nightly visit. Clutching cool sheets in shaking fists, snarling his frustration with a loud echo into the dark room, his head reared back at the cruel misleading vision of passion.

Because he was alone.

The green-eyed vixen who had tortured him for over a month was not there, and never had been.

He tore the twisted, sweat-soaked sheets away from heated, naked skin, the keen disappointment like a scorching, stabbing knife. A heated blade he was familiar with and wished he weren't. Rising, he stalked to the open window of his bedroom glaring out into the unforgiving Oregon sky.

His heart pounded behind his ribs. If he breathed deep enough, Morgan could find the scent of her skin, of her heat surrounding him. On him. He gripped the window mercilessly, wanting to throw his head back and howl with rage.

None of this made sense to him. Morgan had never met the woman of his dream. There was no name for the goddess of seduction who came to him with an unerring nightly appearance. A woman who tortured him with an unbelievable body and a voice that spoke of promise and pleasure. With one word, she invited him. With only one word, she seduced him. Every night.

He breathed deeply of the late summer air flowing over him, the cooling breezes of the night's darkness soothing his stressed sex. Gradually, his reaction to the dream faded. His tensed muscles relaxed until he could stand at his full height without animalistic need clawing through him, without the desire to be sated spearing him with a viciousness never experienced in his lifetime. The breeze entering his home through the window danced over cooling skin, teasing shoulder length black hair, raising a ghost of the sparking touch he had yet to experience, yet knew too damn well regardless.

Morgan was the last of the four. Roman, Selene and Brooke were all either married or bonded. He was the lone wolf, remaining single by choice. His head sank forward a fraction, his gaze unfocusing as adrenaline continued to resonate through his blood with the hunger of his unsatisfied sexual dreams. He wasn't disappointed that of the women he'd shared an occasional interlude with, none had met his long term expectations or his deepest desires. What did bother him was this unknown vision who tempted him, drawing him into a world of seduction and sex, every night.

Since her initial invasion of his dreams, no other woman had raised even a whisper of attraction or appealed to him. Even the thought of slackening the lust with another woman was impossible. Any woman other than his dream induced siren left him cold and disinterested.

His seductress was mystery, desire, hunger, and maybe something more he couldn't put a finger on. Something that called to him almost as strongly as her voice and scent, a hidden element that he knew he recognized but couldn't place. And with just a dream, she could make him experience things he'd never felt wide awake and in bed with a flesh and blood woman.

Needing to escape the torment of his dream, Morgan stepped away from the wide window and called the heat of the change. Craved the rush of blood, the changed tempo of his heart pounding in his ears. He needed the change like a dying man needed forgiveness. The lupine form standing within his room a moment later was as well-known to him as his own human one. Anyone in his family would have recognized him.

He leaped through the window with a fluid movement, sprinting into the starry night. His long, harried gait carried him miles into the woods where he slid to a stop in the complete stillness, breathing heavily, trying to leave his misery behind, and knowing he failed. He let out a long, piercing song hearing the reverberation of his voice combined with the echo of nature. Gradually, peace calmed his erratic pulse, though he knew it was only temporary, until he slept again.

For nearly thirty-two years, he'd lived a contented life, living and sharing with his family and pack, having never really sought out his own mate. Never compelled to be proactive for the one woman who would be his.

Evidently, she was tired of waiting.

Available here!

Diana Castilleja

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Now available for Pre-order! Aiza 4 - TRUST REVEALED!

2010-08-11T20:14:00.000-05:00

Trust Revealed

By: Diana Castilleja | Other books by Diana Castilleja
Published By: Tease Publishing LLC
ISBN # 9781607671169

Word Count: 97495
Heat Index

Available in: Adobe Acrobat

About the book

Morgan Aiza is tormented by a dream seductress, a woman who has haunted his dreams like a nightmare, but leaves him craving for a completion he's never known--and has never wanted. When Fate steps in and his dream woman literally runs right past him, Morgan is determined to prove he has no need of a wife, or a mate.

N'Rea Gordon has been alone since she was a teenager, moving and hiding, but from what she's never really admitted. When Morgan appears and offers more of himself than any other person in her lifetime in the name of compassionate aid, she is compelled to fight the attraction and help tooth and nail.

Trouble is hounding him, and evil is stalking her. From the gates of the Renaissance Faire where Morgan is granted an honorable knighthood, to the very doors of the family they are stalked by an unknown danger. To survive and to acknowledge the deepest trust either have known, they are going to have to face the ultimate good versus evil struggle.

Together.

An excerpt from the book

Morgan glanced up from his plate to find both his sisters waiting expectantly. "I'm sorry. Did you say something?" he managed to mumble around the mouthful he chewed. He swallowed the chunk of meat, wincing as it slid to weigh heavily in his ungrateful stomach, and waited for the coming storm.
Selene waved an impatient hand at him. "See? That's what I'm talking about. He's oblivious to the entire world." Facing her brother, she placed a hand across her growing abdomen. "Morgan, you've been in a serious funk for weeks. What's going on?"
He shrugged, setting his fork beside his plate, avoiding his sisters' contemplative gazes, glancing at his dinner with longing instead. Somehow he didn't think he'd get to eat more anytime soon. "I don't know. Nothing I can think of," he replied innocently. Too bad Bram and Mitch had stepped outside for some brotherly bonding when they'd finished dinner. Morgan felt outnumbered two to one.
Selene's gray eyes flashed at him with irritation, her brow taut with her frustration at his answer. Morgan knew that stare. He had the exact same storm-gray eyes, just as capable of slicing a person in two. She'd learned it from him. Maybe too well.
"You're lying. You never used to," Selene scolded coolly.
"Maybe he needs a change of scenery," Brooke suggested with a teasing pitch in her voice.
Morgan didn't think so, but he knew her exuberance usually meant something he wasn't going to enjoy. He waited to be proven right.
"Hey, I know! Mitch and I are going south for a couple of weeks. There's a Faire we wanted to wander through before he starts with the fire department here."
"A Faire?" Morgan echoed with a sour burn. Yep, just as he suspected. It might have been his dinner making that ache in his stomach, but he doubted it. "Why a Faire?"
Brooke's whole face lit up with the idea of a new adventure. "Something different. Malls are boring. It's near Sacramento, I think. Autumn is right around the corner. It'll be beautiful with all the trees. Summer days and cooling nights," she told him.
"Call Roman," Morgan suggested with a firm 'no thank you' tone.
"Oh, come on," Brooke cajoled with a winsome smile. "It could be fun."
"It could also be the most nauseating time of my life," he muttered. "I don't want to go."
"Morgan," Selene said with a sharp undertone. "You need to do something. You've been haunting the woods like a damn ghost for weeks. You're restless."
"So? Since when has it ever mattered?" He didn't restrain the cold chill in his tone. He didn't need his sisters needling him over this.
Selene drummed her fingers over the table in a rapid rhythm. Morgan knew she was aggravated with him, and he wasn't making it any easier on her. She was seven months pregnant with Bram's child. Except for the annoyed frown she wore between her brows, she glowed with the pregnancy. Both his sisters did. Brooke was barely six weeks pregnant herself.
Brooke and Mitch had returned from Belgium a few days before after a stay with Aunt Jerry. Except for the absence of Roman and Delilah, the quadruplets were at Selene's for dinner. It was a regular gathering, and silently, he wished he could have missed this one.
Selene's voice lowered with anxiety for her brother. "You may be the oldest Morgan, but we do have the right to worry about you." Her face smoothed, her hidden concerns out in the open. "And right now, I'm worried."
He controlled the black thunder pulsing under the surface of his skin, raking over sensitive nerves, the urge to snap painfully close from too many restless nights spent first enjoying, then suffering, his dream seductress. His sisters weren't the meddling types, but being family, both were more than capable of getting under his skin. He tempered the impulse to a simmer with deliberate effort. His lack of sleep wasn't their problem.
Brooke leaned toward him, pulling his attention in her direction. "I know we're going," she said, her brow twisted with her own worry. "We put a bid on the old Victorian on the outside of town. Mitch wanted to be closer to town than this for his shift duty. We've got a lot of work ahead of us if we get it, and I'm looking into the vacant corner shop off Main to open an apothecary. So this is probably going to be the extent of our travels for at least a year." She rose from her seat at the table and settled a comforting hand on his shoulder, her warmth flowing over his soul. "If you want to go, you're welcome to come with us." She started to leave but peeked at him with a devilish grin. "And before you ask, we're driving." She gave him a big wink and left them sitting at the table, vanishing through the front door to go outside to join Bram and Mitch.

A new update for Authors After Dark

2010-08-04T09:27:00.001-05:00

If you havent gotten your room yet YOU NEED TO DO SO! We are almost sold out of our room block! If you want the 109 price GET YOUR ROOM RESERVED TODAY!

Also, we have decided to pseudo open registration for people that live close... Info is as follows:

AAD is closed to weekend registrations. If you would like to come for the day, Tickets can be bought at the door for 35$ a day and include goodies (while supplies last). Meals and editor appointments are not included.

Tickets are bought between 8am and 10am at the registration table.

Masquerade participation ONLY is 25$ at the door. Tickets are sold at 8pm to 9pm at the registration table. This doesnt include goodies, books or giveaways, but All that come for the masquerade in costume are eligible for the awards!

Please spread the word.

S

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Why August is Gonna Rock!

2010-07-31T09:09:00.000-05:00

It looks like August is going to be the month of contests, and everyone is giving away great prizes!

From Ellora's Cave:

Over the years, many of our EC authors have told us that readers have thanked them for spicing up their sex lives—with themselves and their partners. So, to celebrate our 10^th anniversary, we asked readers to tell us how our books have improved their sex lives, and we offered prizes for the best answers. Boy, did we get some interesting answers! Several months ago, we gave netbook computers to winners of the video portion of the contest. Today we kick off the written portion of the contest by announcing the winner of Judges' Choice Award.

The Readers' Choice portion of the write-in contest begins next week. Every week for seven weeks, we will run a batch of entries for readers to vote on. The winner of each week's batch will win a free ebook of his or her choice and will become a semifinalist. Entries of the semifinalists will go into a final round of voting just before our 10^th anniversary celebration at our convention RomantiCon ( https://www.jasminejade.com/romanticon/index.html ) So be sure to check our Sex Talk for Wicked Women blog every week to read and vote on the entries, http://sextalkforwickedwomen.blogspot.com

From The Long and Short of it Reviews:

The Long and the Short of It is celebrating their third anniversary! A scavenger hunt starts on Monday, August 2^nd and runs through Friday, August 27^th on various author websites. We’re finishing up the party with a crazy, wild, and busy two day chat on LASR and WC Yahoo groups and a chat on Sunday with Aurora. http://www.longandshortreviews.com/promo.htm

I'm participating in the scavenger hunt as well: Missy Jane's site

And last, but not least, Romance Junkies is also hosting a summer contest: Contest
Answer the trivia question by reading the excerpt from my erotica, Resignation, and be entered to win a Missy Jane t-shirt.

Good Luck!
-Missy Jane
*Make reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.msmissyjane.com

Registration is closing!!

2010-07-25T15:29:00.001-05:00

Authors After Dark closes its registration on August 1st 2010! If you have not gotten your registration in you are missing out on all the amazing goodies, gifts and free books this year! DONT MISS OUT! With over 2400 books being given away, TONS of swag and premium items, Parties, a Masquerade ball with a Costume contest (and a 100$ Spa Finders GC for the winner!) and TONS of amazing goodies in the charity raffle- Including a NOOK, IPAD and ITOUCH , you do not wanna miss this years event!

Are you an author looking to get infront of some NY publishers? we have SEVERAL NY editors coming to AAD this year to take appointments! Kensington, Ballantine, TOR and many more will be in attendance... but you can ONLY get an appointment if you register!

Registration is $140 and includes 5 meals and alcohol all weekend! Rooms are 109$ a night, and are double occupancy!

Are you a Blogger? AAD has a special Blogger program set up where we treat bloggers as they amazing royalty they are! Register as a blogger and be treated to a special blogger party thursday night, get a special blogger book bag and the opportunity to make contacts for interviews and guest blogs with the authors and industry!

Is that not enough reasons for you to attend? then hows this... AAD is the ONLY romance con that is showcasing GLBT books and publishers! LOVE M/M and F/F Books? Wanna meet some of your favorite authors? Want a TON of goodies and free books?

A new sale!

2010-07-04T22:45:00.001-05:00

I'm happy (shooshes party horns) to announce my full length paranormal shifter romance has been picked up by Purple Sword Publications!

WOLF BROTHER'S LEGACY:RESURRECTION

Hunting for the obscurest of talismans will bring one woman to the gates of her own salvation.

Angie Merrick is dying. Agony unlike any she's known fills her body and steals a little more of her life every day. Not one doctor can help her, but when modern science has failed, a light of an extinct Native American people lures her back to her first love: research of the Jahehn. An ancient talisman was once one of her greatest searches, and becomes the perfect distraction when there is nothing left but waiting to die. With her life being ripped to shreds in more than one way, Angie seeks one last connection with a people she helped to reveal to the scientific world.
Except death is not stalking Angie. A timeless pact created through the spirit world is demanding her compliance and unknowingly fighting it is causing her seizures. The search for the talisman takes her to the one place where she could find answers and possibly not die from powers she doesn't understand.
She could survive if those who fear exposure hadn't decreed Angie must die by the very spirit their pact was sworn to protect.

Diana Castilleja

Diana Castilleja || Diana DeRicci

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New Review for Caged!

2010-07-03T10:16:00.001-05:00

4/5 for CAGED!

"...thrilling, uniquely intense..."

Check the whole review here! http://www.veiledsecretsreviews.com/Caged.html

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I'll Be at APOLLOCON This Weekend!

2010-06-25T06:17:00.003-05:00

I'll be signing copies of my newest release this Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, June 25-27, at APOLLOCON 2010. It'll be at the DoubleTree Hotel Houston Intercontinental Airport in Houston, TX.

For more information about guests and programs, go here.

Want reasons to go to Authors After Dark? Then read on....

2010-06-17T10:25:00.001-05:00

Authors After Dark is the premier FOR READERS BY AUTHORS event. Why? Why does it differ from other cons out there? Well heres a helpful list of WHY:

~AAD is the cheapest con out there that FEEDS YOU 5 MEALS. For the $140 registration, you get 5 meals(2 lunch, 2 dinner and 1 breakfast). NO other con is doing it for that price

~ AAD is the only con that offers a full vegetarian option for all meals. not just a veggie plate, you will have choices like veggie wraps, salads, pasta dishes...

~ AAD is the ONLY romance con that is doing a GLBT track and have GLBT publishers sponsoring and supporting. Readers will be treated to some of the best GLBT authors out there on panels, and doing parties, and over 200 GLBT books are being given away from MLR press! Other publishers involved include Dreamspinner Press, Phaze and Loose id.

~AAD is giving away over 2400 free books to attendees! Books from such amazing publishers as Kensington Books, Ballantine, Dorchester, Phaze, Tease Publishing, Changeling Press, Ink Spotters and MLR Press!

~AAD has some special book giveaways as well, opportunities you wont find anywhere else! Authors like Joey W Hill, Rosemary Laurey, Jacquelyn Frank, Susan Sizemore and tons of others! Attendees can expect Special signed books, tshirt's and ARC's galore!

~AAD is doing a fantastic charity basket raffle with over 50 baskets! Attendees can win such amazing baskets as Kate Douglas' back list, a fabulous book basket from Gena Showalter or Maggie Shayne, ARC's and special goodies from Cynthia Eden, a much coveted goodie basket from Joey W. Hill and many more! And this year you can enter to win a NOOK, itouch and maybe even an IPAD!!!!

~AAD is the ONLY romance con that treats Bloggers like royalty! Bloggers (like the booksellers at RT) will have their own welcome event Thursday night, including each receiving a special bag of books (ARC's, single signed books and special premium promo items) and some amazing opportunities to interview authors! The Blogger party will be populated by Authors, industry and staff, so you will be guests of honor!

~AAD is the only con that offers FREE ALCOHOL (Wine and mixed drinks) for the entire weekend! Also, AAD is the only Romance con that has a Con suite where attendees can visit all weekend, get snacks, goodies and enjoy author sponsored events!

~AAD's night parties are second to NONE! Our friday event has games and speed authoring, sure to give you the face time you want with the authors you love, special door prizes and a room full of fortune tellers, our fantastic Mystical Maven's event! And Saturday? A Masquerade party with a costume theme of Literary characters! And you could with an amazingly fab prize for winning the costume contest, so stay tuned for that.

That not enough reasons? Well how about out attending authors! they include: Jacquelyn Frank, Silvia Day, Susan Sizemore, Joey W Hill, Jennifer Armintrout, Judi Fennell, Rosemary Laurey, Bianca D'Arc, Leanna Renee Hieber, Caridad Pineiro, and some of the stars of the GLBT world Carol Lynne, Laura Baumbach, Kris Norris, Leigh Ellwood and many others!

Check out out website: http://aadromanceunlimited.com and get registered today! You know you do not wanna miss this amazing con! We will see you there!

You could win a copy of FROM OUT OF THE SHADOWS!

2010-06-11T10:11:00.002-05:00

Hello, Everyone!

Well, if you don't know by now, my next book is due to be released June 15th. FROM OUT OF THE SHADOWS is an erotic paranormal/fantasy romance novel coming from Whiskey Creek Press Torrid. It is my only wolf/shifter romance.

***

Croat was a Lupan, one of the half-man, half-beast creatures long thought to be extinct or fabricated from fairy tales. Lupan were folklore, nothing more than a myth.

Tora was a Sensitive. Her kind really existed, and normal people feared Sensitives because it was common knowledge that all Sensitives were evil and practiced the dark magicks.

Captured and thrown together inside Baron Agrino’s dungeon, they discovered a connection between them that defied all reason, and a love that transcended all boundaries.

But is their love strong enough to stop the baron from what he’ll do with every Lupan he plans to capture? Or, worse, what he’ll do with Tora once he learns what she is?

Warning! Contains torture, imprisonment, severe beatings, nasty bad guys, public nudity, molten wax, old wives' tales, forest folk, bad horsemanship, and lots of pissed off townspeople.

To read an excerpt, go to http://www.lindamooney.com/excerptFOOTS.htm

***

I will be giving away FOUR copies! Here's how you might win one!

1. Monday night, June 14th, from 11-11:30 pm est (10 pm cst), I will be reading an excerpt from my book at Blog Talk Radio on Other Worlds of Romance. Afterwards, I will choose someone from the chat room to win a copy. You can get there at http://www.blogtalkradio.com/other_worlds_of_romance

2. On Tuesday the 15th, someone from my personal eloop list will win a copy. If you want you name to go in the hat, all you have to do is join http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LMOWR/ , then email me back and say so!

3. On Tuesday the 15th, I will be having a chat on the LoveRomancesCafe eloop from 6-10 pm est. During that time I'll be giving away a copy.

and finally

4. I'll be on Tilly Greene's Big Huge Reader Contest Blog on Wednesday the 16th. You can reach it here http://tillygreene.blogspot.com/ All you have to do is comment that day, and I'll pick one of the comments as the winner!

Thank you, and good luck!
Linda

2009 Whiskey Creek Press Torrid Author of the Year
Author of 10 Consecutive #1 Best Sellers
Sensuous Romance with a Sci-Fi or Fantasy Flair
http://www.lindamooney.com/

A new installment

2010-06-10T11:28:00.001-05:00

It's only taken.... Oh... Um.... two years. LOL But...

The next installment of the Shadowed Souls series will be releasing later this month. I'm thrilled to see new blood (No pun intended) invigorating the storyline of my brooding vampires. Yay!

HIS REDEEMER'S KISS

Seeking redemption from his inner demons, peace comes from the least likely of sources.

After existing for three hundred years, Joaquin Ramirez has fought the last nightly battle for his sanity. Rather than relinquish his tenuous hold on humanity, to not become the soulless monster that lives within him, he has decided suicide is a more honorable death. Until an unknown voice whispers from the darkness to literally shout at him—'coward'.

Lily Jaspers is an enigma to Joaquin. A woman who has been abused, her internal pain shrouds her telepathic words. Yet she is living with, protected by, the very creatures Joaquin has no trust in—the Brethren. Maniacal and cruel, the Brethren are the vampire society as it is known, and feared, by humans. They are soulless beings who were once men of honor, like Joaquin. The one he faces who protects Lily is, in fact, the most adept and strongest he's ever met. The whole situation intensifies when the home where he found the holder of the enchanting voice is attacked by a human force that leaves no doubt none were expected to survive.

Fleeing under the cover of night sets a path for both Joaquin and Lily that neither will be able to escape as danger from her past, alongside the secret of his reality, threaten not only them, but the freedom Lily and her friends have fought so hard to achieve. A freedom that can be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

For more information about this series, visit my website: www.dianacastilleja.com

It's All About Who You Know

2010-06-03T07:00:00.001-05:00

When I decided to celebrate my 35th birthday with my readers I wanted to do something big. It all started when Patricia Briggs came to town and I bought an extra copy of her book, Moon Called, for her to sign. I thought giving it away on my site would be great, but how? I put the question out to my online friends and there was no shortage of offers to help. Who knew I had so many creative online buddies? Within a couple of days the idea for a Birthday Blog Tour took shape. At first I wasn't certain I would have enough tour "stops" but lo and behold, I know more people than I realized.

My Birthday Blog Tour will have 13 stops, not including the 2 Coffe Time Romance forum activities I decided to include at the last minute. Then the 14th will be the biggie. A brand spankin' new blog on my website. The page is ready but right now it's blank. Just give me until the end of the month to think of something clever to post besides the grand prize winner.

So, if you like books, pens, t-shirts, bookmarks, mousepads, cards with half-naked men on them (er, I mean book covers), then be sure to follow along on my tour all through June. Each time you comment on a blog you're entered to win for that day. If you win or comment at the CTR forum you'll be entered to win the grand prize. Like to have a visual to entice you?

Check my website for the blog schedule: http://www.msmissyjane.com/contests. Good Luck!
-Missy Jane
*make reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.msmissyjane.com

New Release!! Caged by Diana DeRicci

2010-05-26T20:05:00.001-05:00

Caged

By: Diana DeRicci | Other books by Diana DeRicci
Published By: Purple Sword Publications, LLC
ISBN # 9781936165438

Word Count: 21668
Heat Index

Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Palm DOC/iSolo, HTML, Mobipocket, Rocket, Epub

About the book

A cat shifter hiding in plain sight and the man who loves her take on the one threat determined to expose her alien race to the world.

A cat shifter trying to fit into a world that didn't start as hers. The man who would love and protect her with everything he had. Mira never expected to find the one man she would grow to trust and love among the human men. Living with humans had grown to be a skill for the Felids. As long as they didn't expose themselves, they were safe. Rhys never thought he'd find the love of his life or that she would turn out to be an alien cat shifter. What she could do with her shape was amazing. He vowed to protect her and her people.

Unfortunately, someone has learned of their existence, and is hunting for Mira.

An excerpt from the book

Mira watched his sleeping form with unblinking eyes. Steady breaths made his chest and shoulders rise and fall. She'd only recently realized she liked to watch him when he was this relaxed. He was a hard worker, constantly doing something at the house, or concentrating on something at work. His mind rarely slowed down, except for sleep. All that energy kept his lean body trim. His own version of weightlifting kept him toned. She licked her lips.

Rhys was a walking god. Dark brown hair and luscious eyes, he was always able to make her heart race. Even sitting in the chair across the room by the window, simply watching him sleep, he drove her crazy to be near him. Their relationship hadn't started out on the best foot, but they'd somehow managed to survive each other. The first thing she'd wanted to do was run, then kill him and then run had become an option, because he'd discovered her secrets. How quickly she found out he was a man who was worthy of her secrets.

Burying her sigh in the crook of her arm where it rested on her lifted knee, she let her gaze wander to stare out the window again. It was afternoon. He was due back at work the next day. Their weekend away at his grandfather's cabin in the Catskills was a total disaster.

Because of her. She winced, toying with the rolled seam edge of the chair cushion between her fingers. How had they known to set the net? Rhys was right. What was the chance that a cheetah would be found in the mountains?

In this form, unless she needed blood, she was undetectable. She bled red, the same as a human, only her blood never lost its red oxygenated color. She didn't have a blue vein in her body anywhere. So maybe she wasn't exactly like a human, but whoever noticed had to be damned close to catch the difference.

Except for Rhys, no one ever had been.

Felids were home schooled or tutored, because they couldn't pass the blood work needed for public schools. They didn't need the vaccinations because of their immunity, so that was another strike against them, though none had ever been infected by the many ailments that seemed to plague mankind. Fitting in had never been easy, regardless.

There weren't only the public aversions, but the cat needed to run. That was essential. A cat with cabin fever grew cranky and hard to control. Mature Felids could control the cat easier, but it still wasn't a pleasant experience for the Felid, or anyone they were cooped up with.

That was why Rhys had taken her north. Since admitting to their bond and letting the relationship happen, she'd been pacing the townhouse for weeks. His grandfather's cabin should have been perfect, a long way out of the city. Secluded. Unknown. But someone had known.

Then a thought occurred to her. Something he'd said…only them, not with the family. He was right. Who knew the two of them were going there for the weekend? No one else in his family knew her secrets. He'd glossed over a lot of her background and childhood with his mother, refusing to divulge anything she wouldn't say on her own. Rubbing her chin on her knee, she knew she loved him for that alone.

The world outside the window was mostly quiet. The suburb where his townhome was located was well out of the inner city. Birds flew from tree to tree, chirping and discussing their moment to moment. Squirrels raced up and down large elms and oaks, their brown tails fluffy banners of their passing.

A tiger trotting down the sidewalk would create havoc and terror, she was sure of it, though the idea of doing it still brought a smile to her, just because it would be interesting to say the least.

Her brow scrunched as she tried to sift through memories and possibilities. Had someone discovered what she was, what they were, and were hunting for them, like Rhys feared? She wasn't sure how many Felids still existed, only the five from her home pod. She knew there had been over a hundred on the initial mission sent to Earth, but beyond that, much of what had been was lost to memory. To help the younger generations integrate easier, the elders had even ceased using their own language. As different as a sponge to a turnip, the Felids had managed to hide among the humanoid race, though their biology and anamorphic ability set them apart irrefutably.

Laying a cheek on the crook of her arm, she wished she had answers to what had spurred yesterday morning's capture. Maybe it was simply because she was a cheetah caught in the Catskills. Though the net had to have been set well in advance. Was she a catch that had caught them by surprise? What else had they expected to trap? And why by the cabin? Mira rubbed her face trying to replay yesterday morning. She was going to get a headache trying to understand what had happened. The longer her mind ran in circles, the tighter that circle shrunk, giving her no answers. Maybe she wasn't the only one using the area for a running ground and had been captured instead of another Felid.

Or maybe they were just cruel, heartless poachers really only out for whatever was caught in their net.

She must have made their jaws drop, she thought. Either way, now that someone knew there were cheetahs in the Catskills, people would be combing the range looking for more—or just for her.

A sigh drew her attention to the conked out man lying on his side on their bed. Considering the day before, the long night and that morning, he was probably exhausted. She hoped someday to have children with him. It wasn't easy, but it wasn't impossible either, as previous couples had discovered. Their humanoid DNA was close enough to merge and essentially create a hybrid, but the Felid remained dominant. She hoped their species never lost that uniqueness. She could imagine children with his solid shoulders and his eyes. Cloud gray and brown, like winter bark.

Mira followed his hand when it appeared from beneath the sheet at his hips. His fingers spread and wove down his chest to linger over his flat stomach. Her pulse hitched, and she was unable to look away. Flicking upward, his eyes were still shut. She wondered if he were asleep, or if he knew she was watching every single motion he made.

Compelled to follow that wicked hand, she watched as it drifted over his pecs to inch beneath the sheet edge, where the noticeable bulge created by his erection was impossible to miss.

"You're evil," she teased him, knowing without a doubt he was awake, and was aware of her captivation.

"No, I'm trying to be tempting," he told her. "I'm all alone in this bed." His lips stopped moving to form a slight pout.

Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews: Two-Week Trial by Missy Jane

2010-05-14T19:09:00.000-05:00

My newest erotica, Two Week Trial, has received a 5 cherry review from Whipped Cream Erotic Romance reviews! Check out what Honeysuckle had to say about my "ultimate sweeps-her-off-her-feet Prince Charming":

Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews: Two-Week Trial by Missy Jane
-Missy Jane
*make reading a guilty pleasure...*
www.msmissyjane.com

2010-05-12T13:37:00.002-05:00

Registration is STILL OPEN for the Authors After Dark Romance Unlimited weekend!

Join your master of ceremonies, Jacquelyn Frank, along with the AAD bloggers and a slew of award winning best selling authors for a weekend of amazing reads, free books and goodies galore. The AAD RU is the ONLY convention out there designed FOR readers, BY authors to not break your bank and give you that oh so precious face time with some of your favorite and new favorite authors.

Registration is $140 and INCLUDES 5 MEALS! That's right! No paying extra for meals OR ALCOHOL! You read right, this year we are offering FREE ALCOHOL (Wine and mixed Drinks) courtesy of participating authors, groups and publishers through the entire event! Can't find that at ANY other convention!

What can you expect at this con? Panels designed for reader participation, mini events chock full of goodies and insider info, parties filled with gifts and free books and two evening events sure to keep you smiling! This year we will have a Games night with everything from Romance Pictionary to The Mystical Mavens gypsy tent where you can get free fortune telling! Our Masquerade Ball this year will be a Theme of Literary Characters, and you could win a 50$ gift Certificate to BN or Borders for best costume!

You can expect panels for all sorts of subjects in romance INCLUDING the ONLY GLBT track for panels in mainstream romance cons! Progressive? No, but we open our doors to all!

And BOOKS! This year you can expect TONS of book giveaways from Kensington, Ballentine, Dorchester, Tease Publishing, Changeling Press, MLR Press, and many more! The publishers are being very generous this year. You do not wanna miss out!

Other goodies? Door prizes from some of the best in the business including Jacquelyn Frank, Joey W Hill, Susan Sizemore and more! How about parties galore and tons of premium promo giveaways!?

And did we mention the BOOK SIGNING? 3 hours on Saturday where you can get your favorite books signed and pick up others from some of your new favorites! And guess what? There's a Wine and Sign snack party going on during as well!

For those authors and aspiring authors attending, we haven't forgotten about you either! We have a few panels on writing craft, AND will be offering Editor appointments Friday and Saturday, from editors from such houses as Kensington, Ballentine, Tease Publishing, Phaze, MLR Press, Samhain and several others. This is the perfect event to get yourself in front of editors looking for YOU!

See something for everyone? And best of all it WON'T BREAK YOUR BANK TO ATTEND!

Now, the details:

When: Sept. 16-19 2010, Harmon Meadow Holiday Inn, Secaucus NJ
Registration: $140 includes 5 meals
Rooms: $109 a night, double occupancy
FREE shuttle to and from Newark Airport AND Secaucus Junction Train station

Attending Authors:

*Spots still open for the Authors... but only until JUNE 28th 2010. Contact Stella Via the WEBSITE to be included on the author list!*

Editors attending:

Alicia Condon, Kensington Books
Kate Collins, Ballentine
Tonya Nagle, Tease Publishing LLC
Kat Lively, Phaze Books
Kris Jacen, MLR Press

FULL LIST JULY 1st!

So what are you waiting for? Space is limited to 200 people this year. (And if we hit that, then next year will be Bigger and longer!) So get your registration in today! To Register, simply visit our website: AAD Romance Unlimited and click on register. Any questions or if your a publisher would like to work with us this year, contact Stella at blueflamesabove@yahoo.com

Please Help Out a Great Cause!

2010-05-08T11:34:00.002-05:00

I got this recently from Renee Combs. I am donating one of my print books to the cause. I challenge all authors with print editions to help in any way they can. Thank you!

I am a nineteen year old female college student. This summer I am shaving my head for the St. Baldrick’s Foundation to raise childhood cancer research funds and I‘m asking for your help. Childhood cancer is seriously under-funded and it is our job to raise awareness for the children who can’t fight this war on their own.

Maybe you might put an add in your newsletter or donate an autographed book. Of course, donating money for our cause would always be welcome and gives the most direct support. Awareness is a key factor as well, tell your friends, your family anyone you can about our cause. The Foundation is a 501(c)(3) non-profit public charity and your support may be tax deductible. If you would like to donate directly on my site please go to https://www.stbaldricks.org/donate/donationinfo/participantid/362749/nouser/1

As a part of a group called “46 Mommas Shave For The Brave” I and the others will have our heads shaved on national TV on September 13, 2010 in an effort to raise childhood cancer awareness. I need your help with our fundraising in any way you can help.
If you would like to send an autographed book please mail it to the following address: Renee Combs 105 Tahoma Rd Lexington KY, 40503.

Thank you for your time and any help you can provide in fighting childhood cancer. If you would like to ask any questions please feel free to email me at rcombs0061@yahoo.com.

Sincerely,

Renee Combs

RUNNER'S MOON: CHALLA is the Number 1 Best Seller!

2010-04-30T22:44:00.000-05:00

Linda,

Congratulations! Your book RUNNER’S MOON: CHALLA is the Number One Bestseller for the month of May at Whiskey Creek Press Torrid! Every book in the RUNNER’S MOON series has reached the Number One position, and this is your twelve overall Number One Bestseller with WCPT!

RUNNER’S MOON: CHALLA will be featured on the WCPT Home Page all month as the Bestseller, and be permanently “red lettered” as a Number One book at the WCPT site.

Again, congratulations from all of us at Whiskey Creek Press!

Debra Womack, Publisher
Jan Janssen, WCPT Executive Editor
Steven Womack, Publisher
Whiskey Creek Press LLC
"Publishing award-winning authors since 2003"

New! CODE 30 by Gail Smith (Linda Mooney w/a)

2010-04-29T22:22:00.000-05:00

CODE 30
A novella of paranormal horror
by Gail Smith (Linda Mooney w/a)
From Red Rose Publishing
Word Count: 33.3K

Hi. My name is Alexis Hembree, and I’m a cop. My partner and I are good at our jobs, except we don’t tend to work what others would call a “normal” beat. For some reason we draw evil to us like flies to sugar.

Sometimes there are things in this world we can’t explain or anticipate. But when they cross that line between their existence and ours, when they show up, we have to deal with them as best we can.

Some cops fight criminals. We fight something that never should have existed.

303 Lexington St.

It was a crack house. Except, in this case, drug dealers went in but they didn’t come out. Not alive, anyway, but in body bags. What’s more, if everyone who went inside ended up being shredded to death, who was doing the killing?

Georgie Porgie

The killer targeted women. Young, old, prostitutes, business women, it didn’t matter. One moment they would be walking down the sidewalk in the middle of town, and the next what was left of their bodies would be found in a nearby alleyway. Devoured. That’s why I had to be the next one to walk the streets. To draw out whoever was doing this. To be his next victim.

The Goodbye

He murdered young girls by crucifying them with ice picks. He was slick, elusive, and heading for our city. My partner and I were damned and determined this murderer would get no further. Unfortunately I couldn’t keep my head on the job. Neither could I ignore the weird-ass dreams I was having about this deviate. This case was becoming more personal, more foreboding, and more dangerous with each passing day. And there was no damn way I could avoid what I dreamed would be the final outcome.