25 Days of Holiday Fun with Trinity Blacio/Giveaway

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Talking with author Trinity Blacio….who also is giving away either a pdf e-copy or if you like print, a print book to one lucky reader. Please note that the print book will come after the new year from Trinity.Just leave a comment or question for Trinity to be entered.

If you could ask Santa for one thing, what would it be and why? To have one book hit the New York top 100 list or a new car.

What is your favorite holiday candy? Hmm, candy canes.

It’s the season of Egg Nog. Do you prefer it with rum, without alcohol or can’t stand the stuff? If I’m going to drink has to be Whisky. Rum yuck.

What is one of your holiday traditions to do each year? Christmas cards love to send them out.

If you could kiss any character under the mistletoe, who would it be? Akaos from my first book in my series, Masters of the Cats, loved that man.

Holiday cookies are my favorite to bake each year. Do you have a favorite holiday cookie that you enjoy each year? Wedding cookies I think their called. They are covered in white powder sugar, round and small…OMG! Keep them away from me this year. I’m on a diet!

 The Virgin Witch Final - Copy

The Virgin Witch and The Vampire King: Wedding Times Four by Trinity Blacio

Riverdale Ave Books

Erotic, Ménage, Paranormal

Heat level for book is adult, but for excerpt PG

In the midst of war, love transcends all.

It was written long ago she was made for Edward the Vampire King. But they failed to mention the last part of the ancient scroll where Beth would also mate with two werewolf brothers and a prehistoric vampire. When the four of them join forces to protect her, love her and drive her crazy, Beth knows she’s in trouble. Death threats are coming in every day, but Beth has a wedding to plan, hers. Not with one man, but four.

Edward had always been a patience man, but after his woman is kidnapped twice and shot at he was ready to rip someone apart. However, he wasn’t the only one.

Dred and Rock Nester are brothers and werewolves. Both of them were hired to guard the King’s woman. The only problem is she’s also their mate.

Lucas, one of the original vampires, and mate to Beth Roman, wakes up to a new world and a human witch standing before him. A war is brewing around them, but his only concern was her safety.  Nothing or no one would harm their woman, even if he had to coexist with the other men.

Teaser excerpt:

Eleven months and three weeks ago to the day, Beth Roman had set out on a journey that she thought would end her life. Instead, here she stood staring out the window of her new home – well new to her – a 300 year-old castle, with over 40 bedrooms, three kitchens and 16 bathrooms. And that was just the main building which was now her place of residence.

She had yet to explore it all, but it still seemed cold and foreign to her. Even after adding what she could for decorations around the place, it didn’t seem to warm up much. Every time Beth went around a corner, someone she didn’t know would be there, checking her out or just plain watching her. It was irritating and scary.

For the past three months, she’d been waiting for Nora, her best friend. Edward kept promising her that she was okay, and that Nora would be there as soon as soon as it was possible, but still nothing. Not only was Beth worried, but now she was getting pissed off.

Her life was complicated now. Beth wanted things to be simple and she wanted her friend back.

She turned away from the window and stared at her desk. It was solid Oak, just like she had asked for, but what lay on top of it was what really set her off. People ought to know not to get a redhead witch angry.

The invitation for their wedding had arrived in the mail and it was nothing like the one she’d chosen. As a matter of fact, the date wasn’t even right, not to mention the color was not what she picked. Both she and Edward had written their own words, but that was gone too.

Glaring at the open invite, Beth stomped over to the desk and grabbed the ugly thing. “Who the hell ever heard of a gray wedding invitation?” she snarled and looked down at the printed words:



Edward Vanderson III


Beth Roman

Request your presence on December24, the year of 2020

For their human joining at 12:00P.M.

at the Kings Hall.

“Human joining!! Who the hell is going to come to a wedding on Christmas Eve!” she screeched and stared at the offending invite. Smoke rose up and she glared at it as the paper slowly burned in her hand before it disappeared. Small black flakes floated in the air around her.

The door flew open with a bang and Beth’s drop dead gorgeous guard, Dred Nester, stood there with his gun drawn, ready to take out anyone who threatened her. She shook her head and smiled. “I’m fine Dred, just had one of my moments.”

Over the past year, Beth had grown real close to the Nester brothers. Both Dred and Rock were almost as close to her as Nora. Beth just wished her sex drive would shut up when they were around. Thank God she could hide some of her arousal, but even Beth couldn’t hide her scent and they were always sniffing round her.

There he went sniffing the air, before turning his gaze on her. “You didn’t turn anyone to ash now, did you?” Dred winked at her and put his pistol back in his holster.

“You know I didn’t. It’s just me, like it always is, sitting in my ivory tower. I hate this. I should be out shopping for Christmas, but I can’t do anything with so many threats.” She plopped down on the chair behind her desk.

“Who did you give the invites to after I approved of them?” she asked, glaring at him. “I know it was a while ago, so if you can’t remember…”

“Avril took them and said he’d make sure everything was done, why? Did he do something wrong?” He sat on the corner of her desk in front her as his brother came in behind him.

Not wanting to cause trouble for Edward’s steward, Beth waved her hand and got up to walk toward the window again, hiding her face. One thing about Dred and Rock, they always knew she was lying with one look. “It’s nothing. I’m sure Edward wanted the changes.”

 About the Author

Trinity Blacio has been writing now professionally for ten years. Currently she has available titles from Freya’s Bower, Ravenous Romance, and Riverdale Anenue Books with more to come. She is always excited to be writing, hearing from readers, and helping fellow authors.

One of Trinity’s strongest beliefs is that no matter how small or big an author is, they should always help each other in the profession. With this idea in mind she has created a place where authors, editors, publishers, and anyone in the publishing business can come together to help each other.

She lives in Wellington, Ohio and shares with her two children, Cheyenne and Rudy, two cats Smokey and Missy. When Trinity has time you can find her reading all sorts of romance novels. But as you have figured out her favorite are Dark Fantasy, Erotic, Menage, Erotic Horror.

Stalk Trinity on the web at….

Website / Publishing Trove Yahoo Group / Realms of Sci Fi Yahoo Group / Blog

25 Days of Holiday Fun with AJ Best



Celebrate the holidays with author AJ Best

If you could ask Santa for one thing, what would it be and why? I would ask him to cure everyone I know that suffers from an invisible illness. (Lupus, MSK, Fibro, RA, etc.) No person deserves to be in the pain that we suffer.

What is your favorite holiday candy? Ribbon candy. My grandmother used to keep them on her coffee table all holiday long. They were the all time best. (http://mrg.bz/etdzMX this is FREE and royalty FREE)

It’s the season of Egg Nog. Do you prefer it with rum, without alcohol or can’t stand the stuff? Gag, ick. Yuck. It’s like über thick milk. Yuck. Ick. But I’m sure  if there were enough rum in one and I could get it down, I wouldn’t care.

What is one of your holiday traditions to do each year? I have to make the cookies that my mother taught me how to make. They are called Prize Cookies. She made the mistake of telling me they were mincemeat cookies the first year and I wasn’t going to eat a meat cookie. But she talked me into trying it and I’ve been stuck ever since.

If you could kiss any character under the mistletoe, who would it be? Cole Turner from Nancy Henderson’s book Wicked Redemption. MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm…….

Holiday cookies are my favorite to bake each year. Do you have a favorite holiday cookie that you enjoy each year? I told you about my favorite cookie. And since I’m having to talk about it again, I will give you the link to the recipe. You won’t regret it. http://goo.gl/6hXdVB

Thanks for letting me share Christmas with you Raine, it’s been wonderful. I hope to stop by again sometime.



Forgiveness by AJ Best

Secret Cravings Publishing

Available at: AmazonSecret Craving

When the wires of communication get crossed and tangled, is love enough to bring everything back into balance?

Mary is prepared for the anniversary of a lifetime. Ten years of wonderful memories fill her mind. She can’t wait to see what the next ten will bring. When her plans for early morning seduction fail, her mind jumps to worst case scenarios.

Joe’s attention, focused elsewhere, may be the straw that breaks the camel’s back. Will he be able to come up with a good reason for forgetting their anniversary?

As the day continues, will the answers Mary finds leave her in tears? Will she find the next ten years dreams shattered before her? Only Joe holds the answers to the questions her heart asks.

Teaser Excerpt:

It seemed more and more lately that no matter how hard she tried, he looked right through her. It was infuriating and heart breaking. She’d had enough heartbreak during the past year to last her a lifetime. Her mother had been sick battling cancer all last year. Unfortunately she’d lost the battle. She’d made sure to pass on information to Mary while on her deathbed though.

Something Mary had never seen coming. She was adopted. Her world felt as if she had lost all control.

The adoption information that her mother had left with her will quickly found its way into the trash. Why would she want to find someone who didn’t want her? She had enough instances of that in her own home. She did wonder, after a year, if she had reacted too rashly. You never know when you’ll need family, and if she met her biological mother maybe she could figure out who she was, inside and out.

About the Author

Writing books has been a long time in coming for me. When I was younger, my father and I lived in a town where a kid could run the streets all ‘willy nilly’. When I was old enough to babysit myself I was off and running. To where you may ask, the library. At the time the library was in an old shop on a street in town. The children’s books were in the back room and that was where I spent my days. I was never without an adventure in my hands, and I never failed to finish the summer reading program with books to spare.

My love for reading didn’t stop there. My mother is an avid reader and she acquired most of her books from a exchange shop. You would purchase your books there, and return them for partial credit and get more. One night I was left with a bag of to be returned books. It was a Piers Anthony book, Night Mare to be exact. I devoured that book and any other that he has written. I currently am the proud owner of at least 70 of his books. I’m working toward getting them all, I wish he’d quit writing so quickly.

The writing bug caught me when my 12th grade English teacher wanted to use MY essay to show the class. He put it on projector film and everything. I was so excited. The assignment was to pick a month and write about it. Of course, being the child that I was I had to be difficult about it. The rest of the class chose June, July, April and went on and on about how lovely and warm and all of the fun things you can do. Mine was about December. I still remember the first line (and may have the transparency somewhere in my mess); December spreads her snow-filled wings and covers our world in cold despair.

From that paper on, you couldn’t stop me from writing. I found a few poems I had typed on an actual manual typewriter, and became a poet. I had a recurring nightmare, I wrote it down. I dreamed a dream and if I could remember it (which is harder now that I am older) I wrote that too.

In 2003 I started my first full blown manuscript. I still only have four chapters completed, but I swear I will finish it someday. I guess the short attention span has brought me full circle on writing short stories.

So, I guess that’s where I am today. Waiting for the first query letter to come through and make me a published writer. People ask me if I am a writer, and I firmly believe and tell them YES. I write, so that makes me a writer. I may not be published yet, but I will be.

I absolutely love to get email though sometimes with the scattered mind of a writer it takes a few days to get back to you! So please forgive me if I don’t get back to you right way, but I CERTAINLY will get back to you!


Book Spotlight~ One Bite and a Contest Giveaway

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One Bite by Jennifer Blackstream

Available at Amazon / Barnes & Noble / ARe / Smashwords / Kobo

Seven dwarves. A poison apple. A glass coffin. It’s a strange and terrifying world when events can take a turn for better or for worse with just…One Bite.

Irina is determined to continue her fight for freedom. Freedom for her from her evil sorceress stepmother, and freedom for every faction in the kingdom of Dacia. Unfortunately, her stepmother isn’t about to let that happen and she’s got a poisoned apple and a glass coffin with Irina’s name on them…

Kirill is a vampire prince determined to be a vampire king. Unfortunately, his vampiric father has no intentions of vacating the throne anytime soon and the prophecy Kirill found hinting at a “Great New Kingdom” is proving tricky to translate. It doesn’t help that the beautiful woman he found unconscious in the woods seems determined to undermine his authority at every turn. He’d kill her himself if she didn’t have the strangest gift for soothing his bloodthirsty spirit.

Even an undead mastermind can’t foresee everything. Seven dwarves. A poison apple. A glass coffin. It’s a strange and terrifying world when events can take a turn for the better or worse with just…One Bite.

Teaser Excerpt:

The beginning of realization dawned on her face and her jaw dropped slightly. “You aren’t thinking of biting me, are you?”

“Eventually, yes,” Kirill agreed. He fixed her with the full intensity of his gaze, stopping just short of pushing his powers on her. Irina had so much spirit, so much fire. How much sweeter would his victory be if she succumbed to him willingly? He stepped forward again, keeping his movements calm and slow, maintaining her dagger in his peripheral vision. “But first, I would like to kiss you again. You have a most exquisite taste, you know.” He stared at her mouth. “Such tender red lips to speak such blasphemous words. And surely we could find a better use for that wicked tongue of yours?”

Murder glowed in her eyes like an ethereal light, but the unmistakable scent of arousal filled the air. Her heart pounded and just the hint of a blush colored her delicate cheeks. Oh, she wanted him. But she was going to fight it. How delightful.

“You—you—you,” she sputtered.

“Irina, you stormed up to my castle and demanded entry. I don’t know how you charmed the guards, but you made your way into my chambers easily enough. You stood here, in my personal space, and challenged me, got my blood…rather hot.” He let his voice grow deeper with each word, measuring her increased heart rate, the flutter of her pulse in her neck. He took another step forward, slowly. “I have been very agreeable, Irina, and I look forward to our…arrangement.” Dragging his gaze up and down her body, he took extra time admiring the soft swell of her hips and breasts before fixing on her face again. Her lips had parted slightly and her chest rose and fell more rapidly than before. “Irina,” he whispered, taking another step. “I am so very hungry…”

 About the Author

Jennifer Blackstream is a psychology enthusiast with both a B.A. and M.A. in Psychology. Her fascination with the human mind is most appeased through the study of mythology and folklore as well as all of Terry Pratchett’s novels.

Jennifer enjoys listening to Alice Cooper, trying new recipes (to which she will add garlic whether it calls for it or not), watching television with her family, and playing with her woefully intelligent four year old son.

Jennifer spends most of her time drinking coffee from her X-Men mug and desperately trying to get all her ideas written down before her toddler can find that all magical button on her laptop to make all her work vanish.

 Website / Mailing List  / Goodreads  / Blog




Giveaway Information:

Leave a comment or question for Jennifer in order to be entered to win the following:

Jennifer will be awarding one eCopy of Before Midnight (book one in the series) to a randomly drawn commenter at each stop and a Grand Prize of a $25 Amazon or Barnes & Noble GC to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

Remember to follow the tour and leave additional comments; the more you comment, the better the chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here:  http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2013/10/virtual-blurb-blitz-one-bite-by.html

25 Days of Holiday Fun with Karen Cino

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Celebrate the holidays with author Karen Cino

If you could ask Santa for one thing, what would it be and why?

I would ask him to bring my characters alive on Lifetime Television Network.

What is your favorite holiday candy?

Truffles and Christmas colored M & M’s.

It’s the season of Egg Nog.  Do you prefer it with rum, without alcohol or can’t stand the stuff?

I hate Egg Nog.  What I love is Kahlua mixed with Bailey’s Irish Cream.

What is one of your holiday traditions to do each year?

I drive around the neighborhood looking at the Christmas lights with my kids.

If you could kiss any character under the mistletoe, who would it be?

It would be a toss up between Mario Morales in the Boardwalk and Dino Pinizi in Mystical Wonders – Second Chances and The Right Call.

Holiday cookies are my favorite to bake each year.  Do you have a favorite holiday cookie that you enjoy each year?

Christmas has always been my favorite time of the year.  And the only time I got wild baking cookies.  My favorite cookie is the 7 layer, which I also make.  I usually make eight or nine different cookies.  I love making trays of cookies and bringing them to my family and friends.

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The Right Call by Karen Cino       


Mystical Wonders Book 3


Secret Cravings Publishing

Buy at: Amazon/Secret Cravings Publishing

Four women’s lives are tainted by unseen forces, resulting in life changing events.

To deal with her onset of early Alzheimer, Fay Odina takes a trip to Italy to spend time with her family, leaving her daughter Heather in charge of the family business.

Madison and Dino Pinzini are dealing with the complications of Dino’s heart attack, which puts their relationship to the test. Meantime, as Cassie Scott deals with trust and commitment issues, she meets New York City Police Detective Antonio Palencia.

Cassie’s cousin, Sophia returns to Staten Island.  Sophia is involved in a dead end relationship with a secret past hidden in a box full of letters.

The women begin receiving puzzle pieces of them in the mail, which could result in disaster.  All they have to go on is Shari’s vision that shows long shiny purple fingernails.

When Antonio receives a tip, he and Cassie have to race against time to solve the mystery.


“I could use another shot of vitamin C, meaning another mimosa,” Madison said.

The woman sitting at the next table tapped her pen on their table. “Excuse me ladies, but would you mind moving your umbrella a little to the right.” She pointed. “The sun is killing me.”

“I see no problem with readjusting the umbrella.”

Sophia stood and pulled at the small navy blue umbrella, only to have it go back to its original place. She tried again, but this time when she pulled, the umbrella came out of the holder, and went airborne, taking the place settings off the table next to them.

Upon impact not only did Sophia and Madison go hysterical, but so did the two ladies at the table next to them.

“Thank God this section isn’t crowded.” Sophia laughed so hard tears rolled from her eyes.

“Excuse me, what’s going on here?” the manager Edwin, an elderly gray-haired man dressed in a pink shirt with matching tie, asked.

“I don’t know.” Sophia pinched her leg under the table to keep from laughing out loud anymore.

“I’m sure the umbrella didn’t fly out of the table by itself. It’s a good thing it’s early. If this happened yesterday, you would have taken out a customer’s eye.”

“Are you kidding me? Do you think I purposely ripped the umbrella out of its base?” Sophia asked.

“Every time you two are here,” he pointed to her and Madison, “there is always some sort of calamity here.”

“No there isn’t.”

“A couple of weeks ago, you replenished the people’s coffee, taking over the coffee station,” he directed at them, his tone abrupt.

“You were short-handed. I just wanted to help out,” Sophia said still keeping eye contact.

“Doesn’t say much for my establishment.”

“We’ve apologized over and over for that day,” Madison said.

“Edwin, you know we wouldn’t do anything to harm this place. This is our place,” Sophia said emphasizing the word our. “Besides, I send you a lot of business.”

“And that I’m grateful for. But please if you need anything, just ask.”

“Okay,” Sophia said, biting her lower lip.

Edwin turned to Madison who nodded her head. “Good. I’m going to hold the two of you to it.”

 About the Author

Karen Cino is an author, poet and former journalist.  She’d been writing since she was fourteen years old.  She started her career by writing poetry, short stories and articles for her high school newspaper and the Staten Island Register.  After reading Jackie Collin’s “Lovers and Gamblers” she knew she found her niche, writing women’s fiction.

Her daily walk down at the boardwalk is what gets her muse going.  It clears her mind and helps her find realistic plot ideas and characters, boosting her muse.  She loves writing about local places that people can relate to.

Karen is a single mom living in Staten Island, New York with her two adult children, Michael and Nicole, and three cats.

Secret Cravings Publishing published her debut novel Roses in April 2012.

Find Karen Cino at the following places….

Website / Blog

25 Days of Holiday Fun with Jennifer Simpkins



Celebrate the holidays with 25 Days of Holiday Fun with author Jennifer Simpkins

If you could ask Santa for one thing, what would it be and why? I would have to say tickets to see the New York Yankees at Yankee Stadium. I know going to New York isn’t possible this summer since I live in TN, but my family and I are hoping to travel to St. Louis or Chicago to see them.

What is your favorite holiday candy? I can’t really think of a specific kind of candy, but I love all desserts—especially if they have chocolate in them. My sisters-in-law’s are the best cooks. One of them makes these cupcakes with cookie dough in the middle…yum. 

It’s the season of Egg Nog. Do you prefer it with rum, without alcohol or can’t stand the stuff? I honestly don’t think I’ve ever had Egg Nog. I might have to give it a try. What do you recommend I add to it? Leave me your comments below. 

What is one of your holiday traditions to do each year? We try to spend as much time as possible together as a family. My mom usually slips in before my daughter wakes up on Christmas morning. It’s also before me and husband roll out of bed. She makes coffee (bless her heart), and waits because she wants to see the kiddo’s face when she sees what Santa left under the tree.

If you could kiss any character under the mistletoe, who would it be? If I had to pick a character from one of my books it would hands down be Jake Lawrence, the hero in Forgiving Patience. What can I say, I’m partial to men wearing tight baseball pants.

Holiday cookies are my favorite to bake each year. Do you have a favorite holiday cookie that you enjoy each year? I’m a simple girl. You can’t go wrong with a chocolate chip cookie. 




Trusting Patience by Jennifer Simpkins

Secret Cravings Publishing

Contemporary Romance

Available at: Amazon / ARe

Is it worth the risk of ruining their friendship over the possibility of finding love?

After a scorching hot kiss that happened years ago, Jesse Daniels has wondered what it would be like to have something more with her longtime best friend. The only problem is, besides some mild flirting, Bradley Lawrence has never hinted at sharing her feelings. In fact, he doesn’t even remember the kiss.

Bradley has many loves—his hometown, farming…and women. For the most part he lives a carefree life with no plans of changing—until he discovers the feelings Jesse has secretly had for him. Now, she is all he can think about, and it’s going to take a lot of convincing to get Jesse to see that he is a changed man. But in the end it all comes down to one simple fact—is it worth the risk of ruining their friendship over the possibility of finding love?

Teaser Excerpt:

During a commercial break, Bradley spoke up, “I don’t like this.” When she didn’t say anything in return, he sighed. “Tell me you’ve thought about us…together.”

Together…as in sex? If that’s what he meant, then yes…she thought about it often. She would have to be dead to not think about the possibility of being with him.

He muted the television as he turned to face her, making him a lot closer than she was comfortable with. “I have lately.”

She took a chance and stared back at him. “I don’t know what else you want me to say, Bradley.”

“Maybe I don’t want you to anything. Maybe I really just came here for this…”

Bradley was cupping the back of her head, drawing her in, and she was too lost in the heat in his eyes to know she needed to push him away. His lips were touching hers before she could suck in a breath.

At first the kiss was slow—too slow for how she was feeling.

The more his mouth moved over hers, the more she allowed herself to go with it. When his tongue swept inside her mouth, she leaned into him, leaving little to no space between them.

His hands glided along her bare skin. With every tantalizing stroke of his work-hard hands, she found herself wanting what he had to give her…just for the moment anyway. She’d accepted the fact that he was not going to suddenly fall in love with her. Wanting a commitment and leaving a life of bachelorhood was not him, and she had to be okay with that. It was either accept him…or drive herself crazy.

About the Author

Jennifer Simpkins has always been an avid reader, but it wasn’t until she became a stay-at-home mom did she start to read romance. Her passion of reading romance turned into another passion she had as a child—writing. One late night of writing about sexy heroes and strong-willed heroines turned into two nights, until seven months later she had written her first novel.

She lives in a small town with her supportive husband (whose dream is to be on the cover of one of her books), her daughter, and two dogs who can’t seem to get along. If she is not writing, you can find her reading, hanging out with her family, or cheering on the New York Yankees.

Where to find Jennifer….



25 Days of Holiday Fun with Samantha Holt

Borderland Beauty


Celebrate the holidays with author Samantha Holt

If you could ask Santa for one thing, what would it be and why? Another year like this one. It’s been hectic and occasionally stressful, but it’s been good to me and I look forward to seeing what next year brings!

What is your favorite holiday candy? Chocolate of any kind. I’m not keen on hard candy or anything too sweet so a big bar of chocolate is a good way to keep me quiet.

It’s the season of Egg Nog. Do you prefer it with rum, without alcohol or can’t stand the stuff? I’ve never tried it. It’s not really something we drink in the UK but I do want to try it. It sounds kind of yuck but I’m so curious!

What is one of your holiday traditions to do each year? I always buy a nice tacky festive jumper for Christmas day and my children get new pajamas.

If you could kiss any character under the mistletoe, who would it be? Mr Thornton from North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell. He is one of the original book boyfriends!

Holiday cookies are my favorite to bake each year. Do you have a favorite holiday cookie that you enjoy each year? I don’t do a lot of traditional baking at Christmas. I like to try a different dessert each year so my efforts usually go into that but we always make mince pies. I’m not a fan of shop bought ones but homemade ones are lovely.

Borderland Beauty

Title: Borderland Beauty

Publisher: Jupiter Gardens Press

Genre: Historical Romance

Available at Amazon

Lord Dominic is in need of a wife. With the reivers, the wild and dangerous criminals that haunt the borderlands, breathing down his neck and his brother now married, he needs a strong woman by his side. So when he finds out about an old marriage contract between him and his neighbour’s daughter, he vows to give the mysterious woman a chance. Upon meeting the beautiful, feisty maiden, he vows to make her his wife.

Lucy Montgomery wants nothing to do with the arrogant lord. She doesn’t understand his interest in her. Surely a man like Dominic could never fall for a woman like her? Hurt by the past, she refuses to believe that she is anything more than a game to him. If only she didn’t find him quite so charming.

Can Dominic persuade Lucy that she is more than just another woman to him? And with the reivers growing bolder, are there worse dangers than Lucy saying ‘Nay’?


“You care a great deal about the ‘other women’. ‘Tis odd when you profess to care little about my affairs.”

“I care not what you do. You are a free man and may lie with whomever you choose.”

His lips slanted into a wry smile. “And yet the mere mention of other women sparks anger in your eyes. I told you before, your eyes give you away. ‘Tis more than indignation that ignites the fire in your eyes, ‘tis jealousy.”

“Jealousy?” she spluttered. “Why should I be jealous?”

As he leaned closer, Lucy edged away, gasping with surprise as her back hit the cold stone wall. With nowhere to escape, Dominic moved closer still, bringing his mouth to her ear. His cheek brushed hers and she shuddered as his breath swept over her.

She supposed she could probably shove him away but her hands would not cooperate and instead clung to the stone, as if the rock could somehow provide her with the strength needed to deny him.

So easy. It would be so easy just to turn her head and kiss him. It would take only the smallest of movement. His lips grazed her exposed neck, so briefly that she would not have been sure it happened were it not for the scalding imprint his mouth left.

“You are jealous because you wish to be one of those ladies,” he breathed into her ear.

She gulped and shook her head but any words of protest died on her lips as his hand came up to the other side of her neck and curled domineeringly around it.

He kissed her ear. “But ‘twill not happen.” He kissed again as she frowned. “For you would not be just one of those ladies.” His lips sealed around her lobe, nipping briefly at it and extracting a choked cry from her. “You would be the only lady.”



Discover Home for the Holidays by Lori Toland

Home for the Holidays
Lori Toland


Book 2 – The Replacement Guitarist Series
Jason Stockton and Blaze Shinozuka are looking forward to escaping their hectic rock and roll lifestyle for a relaxing holiday. Their plan seems promising, and the passion between them burns hotter than ever as they keep each other warm despite the icy temperatures.
When a surprise Stockton family get-together threatens to reveal what Jason would rather keep hidden, their budding relationship is put to the test and an impromptu trip to Hawaii makes the differences between them more obvious than ever.
Thanks to two chaotic family holidays and a lot of painful secrets, Christmas could end up being more than their new found love can endure.

When Blaze reached the street, a horse drawn carriage like the ones he’d seen in Central Park was parked in front of the restaurant. Jason gestured for him to get in and he cocked his eyebrow. “A horse-drawn carriage. Really?”

Jason grinned. “I’ve always wanted to go on one but I’ve never had the chance to.”

“You’re kidding, right? A hot guy like you couldn’t rope a date into going with you?” Blaze teased.

Jason ducked his head. “There wasn’t anyone I wanted to take with me before you.”

Blaze grinned, honored by the gesture. “Really? Well, then I feel special.”

Jason got in and offered his hand to Blaze to help him into the carriage. Blaze smiled, getting in and settling down onto the leather seats. “Are you sure it’s okay for us to do this?”

Jason frowned. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

Blaze shrugged as Jason settled into the seat next to him. The driver gave her order to the horses and they set off. Once the carriage rolling smoothly, she glanced over her shoulder at them. “There are some wool blankets if you need them. It’s supposed to snow tonight.”

Jason reached for them but Blaze caught his hand. “I’m allergic to wool, Jase. Besides, I don’t think I need it. My coat is lined.”

Jason leaned over and whispered, “I think she told us that so we could snuggle under the blanket.”

“Oh… well, in that case….” Blaze grinned, and when Jason pulled back and returned the smile, a thrill of happiness ran through him. Jason threaded their fingers together, and tucked the blanket around their bodies, being careful so it didn’t touch Blaze’s bare skin.

Blaze looked around at the buildings as they made their way toward Central Park, the hoofbeat of the horses creating a rhythm of its own. Jason squeezed his hand through his lined gloves, and he looked over at his lover. “Having fun?”

Blaze nodded. “Are you?”

Jason reached up with his other hand and cupped Blaze’s cheek. “Yeah.”

He smiled as Jason leaned in. Their lips met in a gentle, unhurried kiss and when he pulled back, Jason trailed his gloved thumb over Blaze’s cheek. He leaned in again, and this time he slid his tongue in to meet Jason’s, and he moved closer to his partner.

Blaze felt something against his cheek, and he reached up to brush it away with his finger. Nothing could distract him right now, not when Jason sucked on his bottom lip gently. Blaze sighed softly, and reached beneath the thick material of Jason’s jacket to pull him close.

Something else brushed against his cheek. It must have been his hair and he tried to make a mental note to get a haircut, though Jason drove away the thought with another kiss. He felt the sensation again, and he pulled away from his boyfriend to brush the strands out of his face.

Jason opened his eyes a fraction but Blaze barely noticed. Snowflakes stood stark white against Jason’s dark curls before they melted. He grinned. “Jase, look! It’s snowing.”

Jason looked toward the sky and his smile took Blaze’s breath away. When Jason looked back, his eyes were shining as the snowflakes melted along his impossibly long eyelashes. “Perfect,” Jason said softly. 

Favorite Quote:

“Well, if he makes it through one of our family get-togethers, then he’s a keeper.”

Jason played with a kink in the thread of his jeans. “I already think he’s a keeper,” he said softly.

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About the Author
Lori Toland 
website   http://loritoland.com     
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genre   Romance, Gay & Lesbian, Ebooks   

 CEO by day, erotic romance writer by night, Lori Toland somehow finds time to play video games and watch movies while taking care of her cats and husband. I’m also a secret cat.

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Book Spotlight~ The Howling Heart

Title: The Howling Heart

Author: April Bostic

Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance

Published on August 8, 2013 by Eternal Press

Length: 220 pages


Paige Donovan is an ambitious college graduate who aspires to reach the top of the corporate ladder. She’s climbing fast when given the promotion of a lifetime at a prestigious fashion magazine in New York City. Her bright future comes to an unexpected halt after news of her father’s death. She inherits his old cabin in the Colorado Rockies, and just when she thinks her luck couldn’t get any worse, she has a car accident in the mountains and awakens in the small, remote community of Black River.

Soon, she’s engulfed in the mystical world of Varulv—wolves descended from 13th century Scandinavia and blessed by Norse gods with the ability to appear human. Paige is desperate to return home, but never expects to fall for her rescuer, Riley Gray, a charming young werewolf from England who offers her an alternate future with his pack.

Now, she must choose between the career she’s always wanted and the love she’s always dreamed.


Riley walked away and took a few steps toward the river. With his back facing me, he stood while looking at the waterfall. It was a beautiful scene—his tall, shirtless body with his blonde hair tousled and gently blowing in the wind. He took another step and surprised me by kicking off his boots. Then, he leaned down and rolled up his pant legs. He jogged over to a cluster of large rocks, his footing quick and poised, and sat with his bare feet dangling in the water.

I yelled out, “Is it safe to do that?”

He looked at me and laughed lightly. “Yeah, it’s safe. Do you think there are piranhas or crocodiles in the river?” He continued to chuckle, and a toothy smile broke free on my face. “Don’t worry. There isn’t anything deadly in these waters—just harmless fish, frogs, and Northern Water snakes. They won’t hurt you.” He beckoned to me. “Come over here and join me. The water is nice and cool.” He kicked his feet, making splashes in the water.

I was hesitant to join him, but the water intrigued me. I decided to trust him, so I walked over to the rocks. They were flat, smooth, and slick. My steps were wobbly as I tried to avoid getting a foot stuck in the cracks or slipping on the moss. Once I stood next to him, he looked up at me with a wide smile. I removed my sneakers, peeled off my socks, and rolled up my sweatpants. Riley was right. The water was pleasantly cool and refreshing.

He kicked his feet again, this time making a bigger splash. I tried to outdo him, but my smaller feet were no match for his large ones. We laughed together, but the rushing water overpowered the harmonious sound.

I stole a glance at him while he looked at the river. He leaned back casually on his elbows, and I couldn’t help but admire his six-pack abs and toned chest. Little, brown moles spotted his torso, and I imagined playing connect-the-dots with my tongue. His skin enticed me, and I wanted to run my hands all over it. A lustful feeling washed over me, and I swallowed thickly, averting my gaze.

Riley chuckled low in his throat, and I knew he caught me staring. His hand touched my lower back, and I looked at him over my shoulder. A grin spread across his lips as he tugged the shirt hem.

“This is my shirt, isn’t it?” My eyes widened, and I whipped my head around. In less than two seconds, my face flushed with heat.

“Um, yes,” I mumbled. “Sorry. I borrowed it, because Quinn’s clothes were too small for me, and I didn’t feel comfortable browsing through Celia’s wardrobe.” The latter reason was a lie. I was just  determined to cover
myself with his clothes.

“No worries. I don’t mind,” he soothed. “You can borrow whatever you want. What’s mine is yours, love.”

I turned my head slightly to peek at him, grateful his focus was still on the shirt. I recalled the words he spoke earlier. “Let’s say hypothetically I did stay here with you. How would we be together when I’m human and you’re a wolf?” “If you’re referring to us being biologically compatible, Máni and Freya blessed us, so we can breed with humans.”

His foot brushed against mine under the water. It came back a second time and then a third. He sat up and scooted closer to me, until our thighs were touching. I looked over at him and almost fell into his seafoam pools. I had to regain control before I did something I would regret…like lean over and kiss those bee-stung lips.
Author bio:

April Bostic is a New Jersey-based, Adult Romance author who enjoys unleashing her creativity and letting her imagination run wild. Her love of romance books inspired her to become not just a reader, but also a writer. In December 2008, she self-published her first novel, a contemporary romance with a supernatural twist entitled “A Rose to the Fallen”.

Her first short story, “Right Here, Right Now”, released in January 2012, is an erotic romance with a dash of S&M. The following year, she released two more short stories: a romantic urban fantasy inspired by the Greek myth of Eros and Psyche entitled “Eros, My Love”, and a sexy romantic comedy entitled “Love Addiction”.

After five years, she released her second novel, “The Howling Heart” in August 2013, a paranormal romance that delves into the mystical world of werewolves and Norse gods. To end her busiest year in publishing, April will release her fourth short story in December 2013, a historical paranormal romance entitled “A Dark Scandal”.

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Welcome Jennifer Snow



The Trouble with Mistletoe by Jennifer Snow

Coming in November 2013


Available at Amazon

You can’t say no to a mistletoe kiss, no matter who’s under it!

Since leaving Brookhollow and her fiancé, Luke Dawson, twelve years earlier, Victoria Mason hasn’t looked back. She’s traded the small-town dream of marriage, kids and family Christmas dinners for late nights working at a high-powered acquisitions firm, lunches at trendy New York restaurants and jet-set vacations on the slopes.

So her latest work assignment, to acquire Brookhollow’s sporting-goods store, poses a challenge for Victoria, in more ways than one. Because it’s almost Christmas, and she’s got other holiday plans. And the owner is reluctant to sell. And the owner is Luke. She needs to wrap up the deal before she gets caught up in her old life and her old love…or becomes trapped under the mistletoe. Again.

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Victoria’s gaze fell to his left hand. No wedding band. Her relief both irritated and confused her.

“Well, we’re not actually interested in owning this store,” she explained. “My company’s client ran into complications obtaining a permit to build one of their own, with Legend’s still doing business nearby.”

“Well, I guess they’re out of luck. I just bought the place and I plan on keeping it.” Luke collected the discarded packing paper from the new stock boxes. He crumpled the sheets and tossed them into a wastebasket near the counter.

She narrowed her eyes. “I’m surprised you’re interested in owning a run-down sporting goods store.” The Luke she used to know would rather remodel the old-fashioned buildings in the downtown core, not own a retail store in one of them. He’d always had a talent for designing and building things. When they were kids, his derby cars were always the best in the race and she remembered the lemonade stand he’d made for her from the wood left over from building his sister’s treehouse.

“We haven’t spoken in a long time. Maybe I’m not the same guy you remember.” Pulling a Swiss Army knife out of his jeans, he tore into the remaining cardboard boxes, breaking them down.

Victoria had noticed the changes in him, despite her best efforts. Time had been good to him. He was bigger now, muscular and slightly wider around the waist. No longer the physique of a struggling, young, architectural student. His face showed signs of maturity, but the fine lines around his mouth and eyes only enhanced his looks.

Luke straightened and his gaze met hers. “Besides, this store has a history in the community. That means something to most of us.”

Of course. Luke had worked in the store every summer when they were teenagers. His interest in preserving it made sense. “Okay, well I guess we should get to work.” She faked a smile, forcing her professionalism. She didn’t need or want any more time to get to know this man over again. What she wanted was for him to sign her contract so she could get out of Brookhollow. “I’ll have an offer by Wednesday, but we should go over the preliminary paperwork as soon as possible.” She scanned the store for a place to lay out her documents. “The major chain store interested in purchasing Legend’s…”

Luke turned off the lights and unplugged the strand of multicolored Christmas lights draped across the window. Only the glow from the pole lamp outside illuminated them.

“Do you prefer we do this in the dark?” she asked sarcastically.

He slipped his coat on and wrapped his scarf around his neck. “I have dinner plans.” He stood next to the door.

The familiar scent of his musky cologne made her pulse race. She suddenly remembered the nights she’d fallen asleep in his T-shirt, when he’d been away at college. “Tomorrow, then.” She stepped out into the frigid air. “I’ll come by in the morning,” she said through the icy burst of wind and snow. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a silver monogrammed cardholder.  She popped it open with her freshly manicured fingernails and slid one of her cards free. Her hand shook as she handed it to Luke.

“Your card?” he asked.

“It has my cell number on it.” Victoria’s teeth chattered.

“Victoria, this is Brookhollow.” He laughed. “I could stand in the center and call to you, and wherever you are, you’d hear me.”

The rich, deep sound of his laughter caught her off guard. Not at all the boyish laugh she remembered.

“What?” He asked, giving her a puzzled look.

Her cheeks heated and she looked away. “Anyway, let’s not test that theory. Use the cell number.”

About the Author

Jennifer Snow grew up on the East coast of Canada and now lives in Edmonton, Alberta with her husband and two year old son, Jacob.
Writing with a goal of publication for eight years, she is happy to announce the release of her first novella through The Wild Rose Press Christmas 2011. A second to be released November 15th, 2012. Her first full length novel, Mistletoe Bachelors will be released throgh Secret Cravings Publishing November 28th, 2012.
Newest book deals include a series with Harlequin Heartwarming with the first book set to be released Nov/13.
Her contemporary romance fiction ranges from sweet to spicy and range in length from 20000-75000 words. She is currently working on a series of category contemporary romance fiction.





Book Spotlight/Giveaway~ Master for the Night

Title: Master for Tonight (Book 1 in the Master for Tonight Duo)

Author: Elaine Barris

Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance

Release Date: October 10, 2013


***Due to graphic sexual content this book is intended for an audience 18 years or older***

While feeding in the slums of the city, he is interrupted by a woman. Mesmerized, he extracts his fangs from his meal and follows her home. Instantly obsessed, he watches her nightly. Nights turn to months. His desire for her becomes overwhelming. Though fearing the wrath of a vicious Maker who turned him against his will, Julian decides to give Kate the most erotic night of her life, and then walk away.

Kate Collins is an average woman in her late-30’s, plagued by panic attacks. Sent home by her boss at the shelter, she prepares to have a night of relaxation…until her doorbell rings.

Julian Montfort is the most beautiful and masculine man she has ever seen. He exudes ‘maleness’ from his entire body—that certain quality some men have in their DNA that makes a woman recognize her femininity…her ‘womanness.’ That part of her that is soft, malleable, and made to accept him. Drawn to him despite his unconventional arrival, Kate must answer his question: “Can you allow yourself this indulgence? It’s just one night.”

Deeply sensual and erotic, Master for Tonight is a contemporary vampire romance which goes beyond the burning physical attraction between Julian and Kate, telling a tale of two people drawn together under incomprehensible circumstances, and their fight to be together against all odds.

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He let go of her hands and cut her off, placing a finger over her lips as he rubbed her arm.
“The only thing I want tonight is you. The only thing you need to know tonight is I’m going to fuck you…as I wish…for as long as I wish.” He rolled his head in a circle to stretch before looking directly back into her eyes, and added as an afterthought, “Hmm… Hurt you? Your arousal will likely hurt you excruciatingly until I allow your release.”

And as his sensual voice streaked through her, Kate’s mind shorted out like a tripped wire snapping, completely blank. Her whole body betrayed her yet again by flushing with unrestrainable heat.

“Stay as you are, Kate.” He pushed the bunched-up nightgown at her waist, down to the floor to pool at her feet. Shivering hard, she moved her hands to cover her nakedness, dropping her head to her chest, avoiding his steady gaze. Grabbing her hands, he moved them back to her sides. He lifted her chin high to face him and said, “I told you to stay as you were, Kate. You will do good to listen to me.”

His fingers pressed into her hair, curling a bit of it around her ear as he leaned in to the side of her head. His voice lowered seductively until it was a purr in her ear. “I know how to please a woman to the point her voice is hoarse from her screams of desire, her bed linens soaked, and her legs quivering for hours after I’m done.” His lips scantly apart from her ear, his voice dropping lower, he continued, “In the matter of choices, I know which sounds best to me. Do you, beautiful girl? I’ll prove I was worth the trouble of opening your door. Can you allow yourself this indulgence? It’s just one night.”

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I live in North Texas with my husband, four dogs, two cats and a hamster. This is my first venture into writing, and I hope you enjoy the book as much I enjoyed writing it.

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