Christmas Wonder Giveaway Hop Dec 1st – 31st

Celebrate the Wonder of the Season! Visit all of the blogs to see what they love most about the season and which books have made their Christmas wish lists!

What do I like about Christmas? Family and cookies and gifts and song! Candle light services and hushed tones. The smell of pine trees and the soft but chill touch of snow.

The quiet after a fresh new snowfall when the world feels as if it has just been reborn.

Now don’t you want to know what’s on my Christmas wish list?

Some of them will be a little bit of time coming but worth the wait!

This one is absolutely fantastic (I know I was one of her beta readers!)

Hers to Bear

Coming in January 2015 to Secret Cravings Publishing.

Another is Stealing Hope coming in 2015 to Ardent Publishing.

Ari and Hope ignite fires hotter than dragon flame.  Their mating heat sparks a conflagration neither expected and Hope has to deal with her new reality as a dragoness.

No cover, but here is the synopsis:

Ari is waking up to a changed world. He has lived centuries but is still considered young by dragon shifter standards. The rumbling of the volcano wakes him. He and his siblings embark on a journey to find their mates. Dragons only mate with humans. It is time for Ari, not only time, but imperative. He senses danger and has no choice but to save his mate.

The world has changed over the past few centuries. Mankind has managed to wipe out most of their population and the technology they depended upon was now gone. The lack of technology makes it once again safe for dragons to reenter the world.

Hope doesn’t mind that the world is not the same. It’s a pretty good life in her opinion. She has no recollection of it any other way. Out trapping and looking for her sister, Hope is injured. Attacked by wild dogs and targeted by cougars she is rescued, snatched into the sky. Hope injures it trying to get away falling into a lake. Finding a naked man rescuing her when she surfaces is the beginning of her fate, one she never expected.

Their attraction is instant and unstoppable. Ari and Hope’s lives are intertwined. Passion explodes between them, igniting fires hotter than dragon flame, changing both lives forever.  Ari reveals to Hope that he is a dragon and the mating heat between them sparks a conflagration neither expected and Hope has to deal with her new reality as a dragoness.

How about a cowboy?

Lucas

Lucas comes out January 27  2015 from Secret Cravings.

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Here’s a cowboy that wants to heat up the cold for you! Now available where ebooks are sold!

Accidentally Wolf

Which is actually out now Available at all ebook retailers.

The next in the Warriors Challenge Series

I know there’s another Code Name in the works I just don’t know when I’ll get my greedy hands on it!

How about some Christmas tales?

A hot little Christmas number I’m getting ready to read!

Don’t forget to give this season! Here’s a bunch for all tastes compiled by Boroughs Publishing Group.

 

 

 

 

 

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A keychain and SWAG

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On the Road with Scp – The Fire Lord – Fossie Benton Rogers

 

Blurb: When The
Hawk meets his Wytchfae, the result is spontaneous combustion.
Garnet McAnna chases the demon responsible for attacking and enslaving
innocent fae familiars. She never expected to run headlong into a mesmerizing
stranger known as The Hawk. Nor did she anticipate the way his masculine power
kindles a womanly flame within her.
Exiled from an elite warrior’s brigade,
Lord of Fire Gabriel Hawk guards his heart and his solitude. He wants nothing
to do with the world of men or the realm of fae. Then a beautiful Wytchfae
bursts into his life, stirring desire and sparking need. Garnet is on a
dangerous mission, and he can’t let her face the evil alone. What else can he
do but fight beside her? When she disappears, he raises hell to find her. Will
he be too late? Will darkness conquer this couple or will love burn their souls
into one?
First Line Teaser:
She’d catch the demon tonight if it killed her.
Memorable Quote:
“Garnet McAnna, you’re the hottest woman in thirteen worlds.”
Excerpt 1:
Lost in her thoughts, Garnet ran up against something hard and springy, and a sharp
point pricked the soft flesh of her thumb. She squeezed off the pain with her
other hand.
Damned barbed wire.
She
had already made it to the fence line and hadn’t even realized it. Sucking in a
deep breath, she cleared her mind to concentrate on the task at hand. She had
to edge around the boundary to the north side of this large piece of private
property to gain access to the portal. Then she’d hunker down in the bushes and
wait on the demon Borros.
Moving swiftly again, she cut a wide swath away from the metal fence. Snorting sounds
came from within one of the corrals she had noted early this morning when she
skirted the property. Horses and a few cattle had grazed within.
Bearing around the corner to head north toward the portal, a splash of incandescent
green appeared and then disappeared in front of her. Startled, she blinked and
reached into her coat pocket for the revolver. The weapon lay cold and
substantial in her hand. She stilled her body to a midnight silence.
The eerie green reappeared and dashed around her body without spotlighting her in
any way. It formed a mysterious elongated glow. She clamped down harder on the
gun handle to stop her hand from trembling, while shifting positions to keep
the phenomenon in front of her.
Her mind tumbled over possibilities. The light couldn’t be swamp gas, as it seemed
to proceed purposefully. Its movement created a slight whirring sound. A will
’o the wisp? Somehow she thought not, but what was it?
The presence darted behind her.
Before she could turn, a warm, corporeal hand covered her own and relieved her of the
weapon. Whirling around, she came face to face with—a man.
A gasp escaped her lips. With his substantial height, he towered over her. A faint
greenish residue of light illuminated him enough so that the fierce scowl on
his face caused her heart to thump into overdrive.
She swallowed, fingering the sheath of one of the knives in her pocket. Damn it,
next time she’d bring a backup piece. She forced herself to speak, but despite
her efforts, her voice rasped. “Give me back my weapon.”
His sonorous growl reminded her of a feral animal. “Not so fast. What the hell are you
doing sneaking around my property with a firearm in the middle of the night?”
Excerpt 2:
   Garnet dimpled as morning’s first whispered glow cast an incandescent gleam on their half-naked
flesh. Lying on their sides, bodies touching, an electrical current seemed to
bolt back and forth between them. Reaching out, she raked a hand through The
Hawk’s blue-black hair. She loved the sight of it spread out on the pillow and
its silken texture in her fingers. The hard planes of his chest enticed her to
seek him there as well.
   One corner of his mouth tilted into a smile. “Brazen woman.”
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Author Bio:
Flossie Benton Rogers is the author of the Wytchfae
paranormal romance series. She is Sagittarius with a Libra ascendant and Taurus
moon, or a 5th generation Floridian and freedom loving mystic. She
pursues her passion for mythology by writing romances with fairies, goddesses,
ghosts, angels, demons, and other magical beings. The Wytchfae world brims with
dimensions parallel to our own. Some are welcoming, others dangerous and
forbidding. Through the darkest night and the fright of unchained chaos, love
will always shine.
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On the Road with SCP – The Lion – B.B. Sorores

 

 

Blurb
LION,
B.B. Sorores
The
City is everything Adam Reid could possibly have hoped for – power and potential. And his scholarship to the prestigious Harton University is his ticket to it all. A chance for a fresh start. A chance to hide from his dark
past.
But the City has secrets and its doors only open if you know the right people. People like Jack, Adam’s new louder-than-life room mate, and Lia, who yearns for a soul uncorrupted by the City.
Then Castalia Vallas stalks her way into Adam’s life. Intoxicated by the seductive professor, Adam learns to confront and control the desire he dares not speak of.
But who is the hunter and who is the prey?
Excerpt one
Stop!” he cried. And the night fell silent. He blinked. The eyes were gone. The zoo quiet. The enclosure black.
He turned and hurried up the path. Weird. What the hell kind of zoo was this? He paused on the pathway and
looked back again, one more time. He saw a figure, crouched in front of the enclosure. He stopped. Great, had they been there the whole time, watching him freak out? Shit, he’d better say something, try and make out like he wasn’t
being a dick.
Hey, um. Hi!” he called.
The figure didn’t move. He could hardly see in the dark now, like the park lights had grown even dimmer.
He could tell it was a woman, definitely a woman. Going by her profile, what a woman.
Hello?” he called again, taking a step back down the path.
She stood, running her hand down the pane of glass. The light cast a dim glow over her body. She wore a
gold dress, low cut. Adam could just see the rise of her breasts, the curve of her hip, the line of her long legs. He took another step, wanting to see more, but then stopped. There was something about her, something strange, something that made him feel like he shouldn’t get close. But something also drew him in, like walking into some unknown, unnamable danger, but finding it irresistible all the same.
Can—are—hello?” God, he couldn’t even form words. What the hell was he doing?
Stop,” said the woman. She held up her hand to him. Adam stopped, frozen to the spot.
Go back, Adam,” she said.
Do…do I know you?” he asked, straining his eyes to try and see her better. How the hell did she know his name? Had she been at the barbecue? Did she know Lia?
Just turn around and go back.”
But…” But what? But I want to see you, properly, because you look incredible from here and I bet you look even
better up close
. God, what a loser.
No way. If this woman knew his name, didn’t he have a right at least to know hers? To see her? He walked forward.
I said stop, Adam.”
But he kept walking, a strange drive compelling him forward. He wanted to drink in that body, find out who on
earth this woman was.
Then the rumbling started, pulsing up from the ground, it growled through his legs, stopping him mid-stride. His legs turned to jelly. His knees buckled under him. The noise rippled through his whole body, stunning him. He closed his eyes and held his head. Stop, please stop. He hunkered down, curled up in a ball, wishing it away. Then, as quickly as it started, the growl stopped. He opened his eyes. Everything still and black. He was alone.
Excerpt two
Sweat trickled down him now. Hot, so hot. It seemed, with every breath he took, the heat intensified. He thought
back to that day in the woods, his last day hunting. The animal heat of it, building up around him.
He was back there now, but this time with her. He lay on the patch of long soft grass looking up at a dark moon
lit sky. The trees dipped their branches low, nearly brushing the ground. The sound of cicadas buzzed thick in the air. The babbling pool nearby. He heard a rustle in front of him. He propped himself up on his elbows and watched as she crawled toward him along the soft grass floor, her smile curling, teasing him.
He leaned back as she got close and closed his eyes. He felt her move around him, then close in, her breath hot against him.
She let out a mock growl as she took his shirt buttons in her mouth and ripped them off, spitting each one to
the ground. He opened his eyes. She stood above him now, looking down, her hair cascading around her face. She smiled, then stepped back, faint glints from the starlight catching the gold of her dress. Then she undressed, slowly, languidly and just stood there. He tried to move, to get closer, to see her, but he couldn’t. She shimmered, backing away. He could only just make out patches of her golden skin. A slice of her long thigh, a tantalizing hint of what lay
between her legs.
She came close again. Her eyes were pools of black, watching him, wanting him, drinking him in. She leaned
down and he saw her lips, red and glossy, asking for him, pleading for him. She lay down beside him and the heat of the woods pulsated all around them, matching their heartbeats, their sweat mingling, their mouths tasting each
other’s salt. He kissed her face, her neck, the rise of her breasts.
This was too much to hold in. He wanted her, to gorge on her, to feed on every wondrous piece of her. The surge built up inside him, growing, like a living snarling thing. A thing that swelled and grew until he couldn’t hold it any more. He wanted to bite into her flesh, devour every last bit of her. With a force he didn’t know he possessed he lunged forward, an ancient, guttural scream escaping from his lips. His arms wrapped around warm flesh and then—nothing.
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I live in a little house
near the sea with a temperamental black cat and my shaggy loveliness of a
husband. I love all things glam, especially pin-up girl dresses and great
shoes. Sparkly shiny things bring me great joy and delight. I relish munching
into a fat juicy steak or a succulent roast chicken. I love Christmas,
especially putting up the tree laden with twinkly things and sitting beside it
after dark when it’s all lit up. I like lots of art on walls and ornaments and
plush rugs and big soft pillows. I like the sky when it brings bright bold
colours and sunny days so I can go for long walks and breathe in the fresh air.
When I write, I like to have a favourite cocktail close to hand. For me, each
book requires its own special cocktail to match it. For Lion, I chose the gimlet. The mix of gin with tangy lime, and a
sugar and salt mixed rim made a perfect match for the sweet and sour mood
throughout the book.
 
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Website: bbsorores.com

 

Cover Reveal ~ Do Not Disturb ~ A.R. Torre

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Title: Do Not Disturb

Author: A. R. Torre

Genre: Erotic Thriller

Details: Standalone, 2nd book in series

Cover Designer: Wendy Chan

Release Date: April 21st 2015

Preorder: AmazonNook

 

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synopsis
1. Don’t leave the apartment
2. Never let anyone in.
3. Don’t kill anyone

The rules were simple. I broke them. Now, I must face the consequences. Everyone else must face me.

**This is Book 2 in the Deanna Madden Series. All books in this series are standalone reads, but are best enjoyed if read in order.**

 

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A.R. Torre is a pseudonym for New York Times Bestselling erotica author Alessandra Torre. Do Not Disturb is the second in her Deanna Madden series, a line of standalone erotic thrillers. While not writing, Alessandra enjoys reading, spending time with her family and playing with her dogs. She lives on Florida’s Emerald Coast and is married, with one young son.
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Cover Reveal – Wild Marauders MC Lynch – Tori Richards

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This hot, full length motorcycle club book will be released on 1/15/15 at Amazon, Smashwords, and All Romance Ebooks.

His life is chaos. Her life is ordinary. When they meet nothing is the same!

Blurb – When a prospect kidnaps Kat thinking she’s a doctor, Kat finds herself under the protection of the club’s president. Lynch likes Kat’s spunk and full curves but when she steals his Harley to escape he has no choice but to follow club rules and deal out punishment. Tempers erupt between them, passions explode, and punishment becomes the sweetest ecstasy!

 

 

 

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On the Road with SCP- Fleeing Beauty- Mark Love

 

Fleeing Beauty by Mark Love   (Book 3 in the Jamie Richmond Mystery
Series)
Blurb
Jamie Richmond’s life takes another surprising turn.
Her father, who was an accomplished artist before his death more than twenty
years ago, had hidden a number of finished pieces in a secret storeroom. Now
Jamie recruits Malone and a few close friends to discover what valuable
treasures her father left behind. This is an opportunity for Jamie to learn
more about her late father as well as herself.
Malone does his best to support and distract her. They’re not the only ones
enjoying the warmth and passions of summer. But someone sinister is lurking in
the background with a plan of their own.Will Jamie be able to unravel the mystery in time?

Excerpt
With one arm around my waist, he held me close. I felt his other hand cup the back of my head as he held me still, driving me crazy with a long, slow, wet kiss. I was squirming on his lap with excitement now.
And he knew exactly what he was doing to me.
       He released me head, drawing his hand slowly down to my breast. I tipped my head back. He was licking and kissing my throat. Electricity was running wild through my core. And then just as suddenly, Malone was standing, holding me in
his arms. This was no easy trick, getting out of the clutches of the aunt.
Without a word, he eased me down until my feet touched the hard wood floor.
       “Malone?”
       “Hush,
Jamie. I want you to do exactly what I say.”
       He stepped over and switched off the light. For an instant I was nervous, until I saw the mischievous sparkle in his eyes. Now he turned me around so that I was facing one arm of the sofa. Malone guided me back to the cushions, only now I was kneeling with my back to him.  I could feel the stubble of his beard lightly scratching my shoulders. He turned his head enough to inhale the perfume I’d splashed on when changing. It wasn’t strong, but it lingered. I felt a tingling sensation race down my arms as Malone’s hot breath warmed my shoulder blades. He tugged the tank top. Now his lips were slowly
moving down the ladder of my spine.  I couldn’t move. Even if I wanted to.
       A solitary fingertip lightly slid down the back of my arm. He was barely touching me, but oh, baby, where he was touching and how he was touching was setting me on fire.
He shifted lower. I felt the bottom of the tank top move up, exposing my stomach, the small of my back and my ribs. I cried out in surprise when Malone nipped me with his teeth, lightly grazing the spot on my back where my kidneys were. The fingertip continued to graze my arm.
       I felt his lips move back to my spine. Now his tongue flicked out and danced the rest of the way down, pausing at the waistband of my shorts. His fingertip was gone now, darting quickly in front to undo my shorts. Somehow he shoved my shorts down until they were bunched up by my knees. Then his fingernails were lightly scratching my legs from the hips to the thighs while he continued to kiss the bottom of my spine. I was shaking. Again I felt a fingertip glide across the
back of my knee.
       “Take me, Malone. I can’t stand it.”
       “Soon, Jamie. Soon.”
       “Now, Malone, please!”
       I felt his palm squeeze my left calf. My orgasm was building so intensely, I was afraid I was going to implode. His lips danced across the cheeks of my ass. He nipped me again.
       “Malone!
You’re killing me!”
       He pulled back for a heartbeat. Somehow he managed to free himself from his jeans. I felt him press against me. I was so wet, so aroused, I screamed when he entered me.
My body was quivering, delightful spasms causing my whole being to quake. Never before had I experienced something so intense, so overpowering. And still he held me, driving me forward, urging me on for more. I screamed again as he
exploded inside me.
Author’s bio:  Mark Love
Mark Love lived for many years in the metropolitan Detroit area, where crime and corruption
always prevalent. A former freelance reporter, Love honed his writing skills covering features and hard news. Love is the author of five previous mysteries, Fade Away, Desperate Measures, WHY 319 and two Jamie Richmond romance mysteries, Devious and Vanishing Act.
Love resides in west Michigan with his wife, Kim. He enjoys a wide variety of music, books,
cooking and the great outdoors. Love is currently working on his next novel and a prequel to the Jamie Richmond series.
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On the Road with SCP, The Promise, Susan Owen Davies

 

Children of Annwn : The Promise book blurb.Mia Childs is a stranger to herself, happy to hide in the background because of
her terrifying visions. At night, she dreams of Annwn where she meets an outrageous flirt called Ryder and a sense of belonging invades. However, when Mia’s dreams become reality in the shape of a newcomer at school who’s identical to the one in her dreams, her reality crumbles.
Ryder’s touch awakens her memories revealing that she is a child of Annwn, a guardian of her magical realm and the mortals. She learns that it was her visions of dwindling pregnancies causing the end of humanity and Annwn, which led her to evoke an ancient law, The Promise, which tests the power of their love and magic as a way to gain entry into the human world.
Now, Mia must embrace her fears in order to fulfill her promise and save humanity because Greyson, a Darkshadow has been
manipulating events from the beginning and the fate of everyone she loves lies in her hands
Excerpt One

Ryder
watched her with weary frustration. His gaze washed over her waif-like features as she stood with shoulders back, proud, and beautiful, yet unaware of how she appeared to the world.
Innocent. Shy. Provocative.
Such an alluring mix, and she was his, even if she didn’t realize that yet. He knew that she wasn’t as unaffected by his presence as she retended. Even now, he could hear her heart beating thunderously. It wasn’t just fear that made it soar. Her eyes flared with attraction toward him.  Watching that, Ryder almost reached out to her, again. Only, he knew it would be a huge mistake.
Too public. Too many prying eyes.
Her silky hair flew around her shoulders as she turned away, leaving him to stare at her long auburn tresses, and he imagined his fingers entwined in her locks. To ignore him was playing with fire. Ryder pushed his thoughts into her reluctant mind, willing her to listen to him and turn around, but he came up against an impenetrable wall. She was deliberately ignoring him, which made him smile. Maybe it wouldn’t be so hard after all. In time, she would accept him—because after all, they were the same. Until then, if she insisted on goading him with these silly games, he was going to give her a reminder of who she was.The dance hall was overflowing with teenagers striking poses and dancing to the music. Alex stood next to Mia, dressed in a blue plaid shirt and dark jeans. He whispered into her ear, and she nodded. Smiling, he lifted
her hand, and led her into a sea of dancers.
Ryder wasn’t going to stand idly by and let this human interfered with Mia. The music changed to a slow beat, and Ryder forced the
image of them holding each other out of his head. He concentrated his thoughts on Mia, manipulating his fire elements to send a blazing heat directly into the  palms of her hands.
Excerpt Two
The wind picked up pace and whistled through the trees. It was getting cold now. A shiver ran over her,
but she didn’t want to move or speak.
“Here, put this on, you’re freezing. We should go. Enough for one night,” Ryder said.
Her heart was still floating up in the night sky, overcome with all that she had learned. How could
anything be normal, ever again? Her life and all that she had known had changed. She looked into his eyes and started crying.
“Mia, it’s okay. After the rush, as you said, there’s the fall, the doubt. I know there’s more you
want to know, but it can wait,” he said.
“You were right after all,” she added.
“About what?” he cocked his head.
“I do know you,” she said, as her hands entwined in his hair, and she pulled his head towards her face.
“Mia,” he groaned.
She kissed him.
Ryder devoured her mouth, kissing her as if starved of oxygen, and she was fresh air. A rush of
sensations took her breath away. The air crackled with electricity, and she
clung to him, desperate for his touch, unwilling to let go. He held her face
and brushed his thumb against her jaw. Breathing came in small gasps. Her hands
brushed against the hem of his T-shirt, and as she touched his warm skin
underneath, a searing heat shot through her whole body, down to her toes. Mia’s
hands roamed across his back, and as their bodies touched, they lifted off the
ground and levitated.
Raindrops fell around them like misty drizzle. Neither of them stirred until the drops increased in
size, drenching them. Only then did they become aware of their surroundings and drift back to the ground. Clasping hands, they ran laughing wildly toward the motorbike.
They clambered on and drove, laughing, through the soft rain. They were just pulling up at Mia’s house when the rain eased, as if somehow timed just for that purpose.
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