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New Trailer for CK

Check out the new trailer for my Christian’s Kisses series! Since I’ve recently changed the covers for the series, I made a trailer to match.  What do you think?

Excerpt from Mistletoe: Hunter

“Where the hell did you get that Mistletoe idea from?  It’s only October.”

-Sophie (Mistletoe)

a note fromsmHere’s a small excerpt from Mistletoe, the first part of my new hockey series, the Verona Wolves.  Mistletoe, or Missy, is the nickname Hunter gives to Sophie.  I thought it sounded cute and wanted to keep it even though it sounds Christmasy.

Each book in the series will be a short story/novella.  I’m not sure how many parts they’ll be to the series, but right now, I have about three or four parts planned.  I’ll have more info on the series coming soon.  I’ve been lazy, so I haven’t written a blurb for Mistletoe yet, but I’ll put one up soon.

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Sighing, she realized she came in the wrong entrance.  This was the main entrance for the Verona Wolves, the hockey team that resided in the city.  Annoyed with herself, she backtracked.  She was carrying a large bag with her laptop and work materials in it, along with Christopher’s hockey stick.

Her phone sounded off with a text. Sophie tucked the stick under her arm to read the message. She was blindly walking, her eyes glued on her phone.  Hunter, who was also nose deep in writing a text, approached at a brisk pace.  He wore headphones, a large bag slung over his shoulder.

Coming from the side hall, he ran into her.  The impact slammed her backward and into the concrete wall.

Hunter startled and ripped off his headphones.  “Damn, I’m sorry.  I didn’t see you,” his voice was apologetic, a great concern on his face.  “You all right?”

“Yeah, but…” She pushed away from the wall, her eyes falling on the stick.  It had snapped a bit, but it was only a crack.  She spoke in a whiney tone, “I broke it.”

“Lemme see.”  He grabbed the stick and inspected the damage.  “Ouch…sorry about that.  You must’ve hit it just right.”

She shoved her phone in her coat pocket, angry with herself.  She moved closer to Hunter and ran her fingers over the split wood.  Her frown deepened.  “I just bought this thing too.  Now, Christopher’s not going to have a stick for practice.”

“Christopher?” Hunter’s baby blues gave her a quick once over as he handed over the stick.  His eyes paused on the logo on her T-shirt, then moved up to her eyes.  “Your boyfriend?”

“My brother.”  She smiled shyly, then tried to avoid the handsome man’s eyes.  He was blond, his hair long enough to be pulled back in a small ponytail. “He plays junior hockey.”

“Junior hockey?”  He regarded her strangely.  “We don’t have a junior league team.”

“Oh.  Well, he plays, like, kids’ hockey.” She looked a little unsure of her own answer.

“Kids?  Like pee wee?”

“What’s that?”

“Kids’ hockey.”

“My brother plays for the Comets.  He’s in high school.” She laughed at her own stupidity on the subject, a lightness in her voice, “Sorry, I don’t know hockey ranks very well.”

“Apparently,” Hunter joked.

Her phone beeped, Sophie reading the message.

 

Did you bring my stick?

 

She let out an annoyed huff and palmed her forehead.  She turned to Hunter, a begging look in her eyes.  “You seem to know hockey stuff.  Can you help me? Is this fixable?”  She motioned to the stick with her eyes.  “Like, with tape or something?  Don’t you guys use that stuff to fix everything?”

Hunter chuckled.  “Sorry, honey, but tape doesn’t fix everything.”

Pushing her lips together, she looked down at the stick, her eyes fixated on the damage.

“But, hey…”  He playfully tapped her shoulder.  “Since it was my fault, I’ll get you one he can use.  I’d hate to see the kid have to sit out on a game because he doesn’t have one.”

“It’s practice.”

“Practice, then.  How old did you say he was?”

“Sixteen.  And thanks so much.  You just made a bad day, good.”  She smiled gratefully at him.  Freckles danced over his nose, a dark bruise on his cheek.

“Glad to help…”  He motioned for her to fill in her name.

“Sophie.”

“Hunter.”  He shook her hand, his grip tight, his hands rough and calloused.

“Nice to run into you, Hunter.”  Her cheeks reddened a bit as they shared a laugh.

New Release: La Contessa and The Marquis

La Contessa and the Marquis is the first book in Lindsay’s regency cozy mystery series, Rogues and Rakehells Mystery. The book is available for preorder and its offical release date is January 19th.  Head on over to Amazon and check it out.  The beautiful cover is one of my designs by the way ;)

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Book Description:

When Bianca Maria Ledford Goretti, La Contessa de Massa, flees back to her homeland and the safety of her godmother, The Duchess of Gorham, little does she realize who’s arms she lands in.

Lord Rainer Cross, Marquis of Hathaway, is a well-known and dangerous rakehell within the ton. Little does he suspect his godmother has set him up to halt his skirt chasing days.

Over time the reason for Bianca’s return comes to light which has Rainer deeply concerned. Not sure who he can trust Rainer turns to has several of his more interesting staff. He has them use their talents to ferret out the truth.

Everything get more complicated when they learn a friend might not be who he claims to be. Not sure who to trust, except Rainer and the duchess, Bianca learns several startling facts which could protect her from harm.

Once everything is revealed the duchess steps in with a surprise, something neither could have ever seen coming.

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Excerpt:

Rainer Cross, Marquis of Hathaway, settled his shoulder against a pillar where he’d ensconced himself so he could overlook the ballroom. A warning glare to several want to be rakes was all that was needed to send them scurrying back to their mommas.
With a renewed resolve, to search down one particular individual, his piercing blue eyes studied the throng of ladies. Some too old but searching for a lover, even if for a brief tryst. Others on the hunt for a husband of which he had no interest, at least with them, as he already had his sights set on one person in particular.
Granted, he’d not seen her, except from a distance, but if the reports were to be believed she was, without a doubt the most beautiful lady, the truest diamond, to ever grace the ton.
Then, as if Venus rising from the ocean, she appeared at the top of the grand ballroom vestibule. He could feel the air rush from his lungs, something he’d never experienced before, as he fixed his gaze on her.
Seeing her in the flesh, as it were, he knew all the whispers circulating about had been true. Without a doubt she was the most beautifully, enchanting and mysterious woman he ever set his eyes upon.
He was pleased to see she was conversing animatedly with an elderly, heavily bejewelled woman. From where he was standing and the angle of the matron, Rainer wasn’t able to see her face.
“As long as she’s not my godmother, then I most assuredly will gain an introduction to the Contessa,” he mumbled to himself.
Due to the loud voices, so everyone could be heard over the musicians, he didn’t hear their presentation. His only concern was the woman accompanying the contessa as he already knew her name- Bianca Maria Ledford Goretti, La Contessa de Massa. Levering himself off the pillar he started toward them, still unable to see who her chaperone was when a friend, another fellow rake, stopped him.
“Rain, I do hope you’re not going after that delicate morsel, as I’ve it on excellent authority she’s eaten up and spit out several lords,” Tony, or more precisely Anthony Fuller, Earl of Wyatt, his friend from their days at Eton then university, informed him.
“My dear friend if she does, then I’ll die a happy man for la Contessa is a gem whom I wish to possess.”
“Ah, and that’s the rub. After she dismisses you she’ll then tread over your heart leaving nothing but a shell of a man. Trust me on this for I’m sure you’ve heard the rumour her first husband died mysteriously.”
“Tony, the only lady I fear is my godmother. If you’ll excuse me I’m going to attempt an introduction,” Rainer told him. With a pat on Tony’s shoulder he stepped around his friend and started for the divan where both ladies had settled.
As he made his way forward he wasn’t surprised to see both women had already collected a small group of young ladies around them. What he found amusing were several swains on the outskirts, all trying to be noticed by either lady.
Upon seeing a frontal assault was out of the question Rainer selected to attack from the rear. Stepping into an adjourning, but linked, alcove he easily approached them and came to a halt within feet of his object.
“Damn. I thought she wasn’t in town,” he mumbled on spying his nemesis, best known as his godmother, The Duchess of Gorham.

Blog Hop for Seditious’ Release!

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Seditious
, the fourth book in the Light-Bearer Series, is out for pre-sale! So, hop over to Amazon and check it out HERE. Also, check out details about a giveaway for the blog hop at the end of the post!  Prizes and giveaways?  Yes, please!  It’s definitely a party, so come celebrate with us!

The Light-Bearer Series is a Young Adult, Paranormal Romance.  It’s got all the cool stuff.  Vampires and angels, as well as adventure and action that will keep you turning the pages. I’m a fan of the angel/vampire thing, and it’s also something I’ve used in one of my own series as well.

So, learn more about Seditious by reading it’s book description, and an excerpt from the book. Be sure to check out the other participating blogs at the end of this post.

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Book Description:

perf5.500x8.500.inddLife at the Castle Charmeine is blissful until reality of the ruling the Elder Council of the Blood-Hunters causes dissent. An unexpected depth to both Tabbruis and Dmitri’s personalities humanizes both men.

This novel shows a side to Tabbruis and Charmeine’s relationship which will throw any reader of The Light-Bearer Series off kilter. Seditious is the continuation of their romantic and turbulent love story and mission on Earth to battle Lucifer’s minions!

Lord Cromwell is a lethal Blood-Hunter who has escaped the Elder Council Prison. He sends his beautiful agent to cause destruction to those who live at the Castle Charmeine.

Bathsheba is a deadly, sexy, and vicious siren who threatens Charmeine and Baby Hunter. Not just with her present actions, but, with the past she shares with Tabbruis and Dmitri. However, the family works together to unravel Bathsheba’s deadly secrets.

Just when you think they are in the clear, a more heinous and ominous villain waits in the wings to tear apart our ill-fated lovers, Charmeine and Tabbruis.

Seditious is a heart wrenching and exciting story of passion, betrayal, and redemption you will not want to miss!

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Excerpt:

Charmeine knew this beautiful woman was a very powerful Blood-Hunter. She felt Baby Hunter kicking and fought to control her anxiety.

“Ah, yes, very good gentlemen. We have her now.” The mysterious woman told the men in a thick, French accent. She gazed with wide spellbinding eyes at Charmeine. She looked like a cat ready to pounce on her prey.

The man who held Charmeine pushed her to go out the terrace doors.

She knew this was a kidnapping and worried for Baby Hunter. Charmeine struggled to gain some kind of fighting advantage.

The Light-Bearers practiced their self-defense skills with her daughter, Sandra, and worked on how to get out these hand-binding holds. After Charmeine’s encounters with Pascal, she never wanted to feel helpless again.

With speed and accuracy, Charmeine used her power to fly up backwards over the head of the Blood-Hunter. She broke out of his grip. Immediately, she leveled him with a powerful and fierce bolt of white electricity which stunned him into a stupor.

Percival took this opportunity to sweep the legs of the man who held him. He stunned his assailant, and made him fall down in pain with a green charge which ran through his body.

“Use your light for Athena!” Charmeine yelled to Percival.

Percival threw a green lightning bolt at the man who held Athena.

Within a second, the Blood-Hunter was on the ground. A green current cursed through him.

 “Halt!” the Blood-Hunter woman demanded.

Charmeine looked up and a hand gun was aimed at her belly.

The woman widened her indigo eyes with her fangs exposed. She threatened, “You really never know where a bullet will go? Do you?” she laughed.

Her maniacal giggles curdled Charmeine’s blood. She could tell the Blood-Hunter woman was telling the truth.

“Yes, the bullet could just land somewhere very unhealthy for your unborn spawn.” She circled Charmeine like a shark swimming around its prey. “Not that hurting spawn of this Light-Bearer scum would matter,” she quipped in a matter-of-fact way.

Charmeine began to feel waves of nausea and fought the urge to be sick.

“The offspring is just a by-product.” With a sinister laugh the woman scoffed, “Yes, a by-product which should be tossed aside and thrown away like the trash it is . . . as soon as we cut it out of you!”

She began to laugh with a vicious tone and stuck the gun in Charmeine’s belly ready to pull the trigger.

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Check out the other blogs in the hop!

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And enter to win the prizes below here.

  • Autographed Copy of SEDITIOUS – US, UK, CAN, AUS
  • Autographed Copy of CHARMEINE, MACTUS and ACCENDO – US, UK, CAN, AUS
  • A $25 Amazon Card

Which Genre do you prefer?

a note fromsmI’m going to write a few novellas.  Or one.  Ha ha, we’ll see if I can’t shut myself up and stop a story at 20k.

So, I’m asking you, my readers and friends, to help me decide which genre I should write one for.  Here’s your chance to get your say and help me out a bit!

Vote for your genre by using the box below!  Thanks!

 

Multiple Genre Writing Disorder

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As an author of multiple genres, I have no idea what to call myself anymore.  So, how do you go about giving yourself a “label”?

bloodlustoct2I get asked all the time what genre I write, and I ramble off a list.  Now, I’ve added sports’ romance to the mix.  So, I’m a horror/paranormal romance/contemporary romance/fantasy/sports romance writer.  And, to top it off, I have different fans/followers for each genre. The only constant in all of my stories is romance.  Because you CAN’T have a good story without a touch of romance, right?

Why do I feel like I have to “claim” one genre over the others to promote myself better?  It’s like I have a lot of multiple personalities and don’t have time to introduce them all to you without losing your attention.  I thought about the pen name thing for different genres, but all of it is my writing and I want credit all in the same place.  And I love the freedom to write whatever I want.

Bloodkisses (nightwalkers 1) coverI’m in the mood to write a hockey romance.  I’ll do it.  I want to write a dark romance or a horror novel.  I’ll do it.  If I wanted to write a feel good romance, I’d do it (I’ve never written one of these yet, nor do I want to at this point).  But if I “wanted” to, I’d do it.

Is being a multi-genre type of author a bad thing for your career?  Or does it happen to all authors after they’ve been writing for a long time?  Side fact about me, I’ve written forty or so novels.  I’ve gotten bored sticking to a mold.

Okay….discuss.

Fast Fun Facts! Round One!

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Here’s some inside facts about my published novels you might not know…..

 

  • The Bloodlust Prince: Aleesia’s character was inspired by Usagi from Sailor Moon.

  • Check Mate/Black Kat: I originally wrote this series to give Blake (from Forever Mine) his own book.  So, if you’ve read Forever Mine, you might catch some similarities between Blake and Morgan.

  • Forever Mine: I got the idea of a hockey stick-wielding vampire hunter from the ninja turtles.

  • Christian’s Kisses: Addison is the character who is most like myself (personality-wise).

  • The Dollshoppe Murders:  The idea for the book was sparked by one of my favorite movies, “Married to the Mob”.

  • Nightwalkers: Caleb’s character is loosely based on a real person.  Someone I know, not a celebrity.

  • The Last Hero: This is a modified version of one of my first novels.

  • Secret Scarlet: I came up with this story line after watching makeup tutorials.

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