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Wolves at the Door by Skye Jones

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Blurb:

Research scientist, Brooke Buchanan, has agreed to spend a year studying the wildlife of a remote Scottish region. Alone in a wooden cabin with only her dog for company, she is determined not to be scared. But what she eventually finds living out there in the lonely woods shocks her to the core.

Sexy wolf shifter, Drew, knows the curvaceous female will be trouble, but he can’t resist her amazing scent. He seduces Brooke, and they spend a hot and sensual night together, but Drew wants more. He wants Brooke as his mate.

Disturbed by all she’s discovered, and overwhelmed by her intense feelings for the charismatic Drew, Brooke panics and runs.

Can Drew find her before it is too late?
*Wolves at the Door is book one in the new, Shifters of the Glen, paranormal romance series. Each book can be read as a standalone. No cliff hangers.

**This book was first released in the Shifters Gone Alpha boxset, and has been added to, containing bonus scenes and a new ending.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon US: https://amzn.com/B01FORFUEY

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01FORFUEY

 

Excerpt:

Some clichés are used for a reason. They are used because they are so bloody true. Happily, most people don’t ever find this out. They don’t experience their whole life flashing before their eyes as a train hurtles toward them. Or feel their blood turn to frozen sludge in their very veins. Right then, I experienced my own little clichéd moment. My blood ran cold, while my heart stuttered painfully in my chest.

Somehow, I managed to speak, and my voice came out calm enough to belie my inner turmoil. “I don’t like your game. And if you don’t go, and take your friends with you, I’m calling the police.”

He sighed. “Such gratitude. I could go, but then they’d come in, and I don’t think you’d like the results very much.”

“They didn’t come in last night.” I shot back.

“Because I sat here last night, too.”

What? The very idea of someone sitting, in the dark, watching me while I slept unawares, had every single centimeter of skin bumping up as the hair rose all over my body.

“How did you get in? I locked the door.” I glared at Sandy in the dark. Useless guard dog she made.

“I have a key,” he said. “It’s been in my family for years. I sat here and guarded you. Nobody will hurt you with me here.”

His soothing, deep, dark voice once again washed over me. It almost lulled me into security, despite my better judgment.

What would he look like? My mind had been whirring away, conjuring up all sorts of terrible visions. He might be like the bald, hideous creature from those old black and white vampire movies. Or perhaps he’d be tall and darkly handsome, in a devilish way. Something out of a Gothic novel. My very own Heathcliff…which wasn’t a good thing, I’d always thought Heathcliff cruel and mad, rather than exciting and sexy. With trembling fingers, I reached out and clicked on the night-light. Not knowing seemed scarier than the reality of what I might see.

He gave a hiss and put a hand over his eyes, giving me time to take him in. Normal. My first, astonished thought was he looked normal. Large, sure. Tall. Even sitting in the chair as he was, I could tell as much. And broad. His shoulders were brawny, defined by his checkered shirt. But normal all the same. He wore faded jeans and a white T-shirt, loosely covered by the unbuttoned checked shirt. The ensemble was finished with the sort of boots construction workers favored.

“Christ. Warn a guy before you try to blind him.” He moved his hand from his face and scowled…and I stared some more.

Okay, not quite normal. Unless you count looking like you’ve dropped from heaven as normal, which I most certainly didn’t. Handsome didn’t quite cut it. Blindingly, stupendously beautiful, almost did him justice. Not devilishly handsome as I’d imagined, but a man with the face of an angel.


Diane Saxon’s “Flight of Her Life” #romantic #comedy

I have the lovely Diane Saxon visiting me today to give us a peek at her new holiday-themed romantic comedy, Flight of Her Life. It looks like a super fun read. I can’t wait to get my hooks in it.

Thank you so much for hosting me, Kimber.

No problem!  Thanks for being here, Diane. 🙂

I’m going to be visiting some of my favorite new author friends over the next week or so, and I’d love you to join me in my hop. I’m going to do a consecutive excerpt of Flight of Her Life, my new romantic comedy especially for Christmas, so if you follow along, by the end, you will have read my first two chapters.

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I love life and I laugh a lot. I think that’s why funny things seem to happen to me, so I thought I would do a little competition. The answers will be a pure guess, but I will give away a copy of Flight of Her Life to the two top scoring visitors. You have to answer all the questions on the first 6 sites and I will let you know the answers when we reach Layne, so follow me around. If you miss one out, you can go back, I won’t judge until I put the answers up on the 9th.

Look forward to seeing you around.

  1. What did I do on holiday on my ‘special’ birthday? Did I:
  1. Jump ship?
  1. Sky Dive?
  1. Ski?

Blurb

Traveling from New York City to Houston to meet her future in-laws and announce her engagement, accident prone Bailey finds herself in a situation beyond her control. All flights are cancelled the night before Christmas Eve, leaving Bailey stranded at the airport with a cowboy from her past.

Against all odds, Sebastian manages to rescue Bailey from one disaster after another, but is it too late to rescue her from her future? Faced with a heartrending dilemma, does Bailey turn her back on the man who offers her a life of security, or does she run off to Maui with a cowboy?

Excerpt

Chapter 1

“So, Bailey. We’ve got it straight?”

“Yes, Phillip.”

“What did I say?”

“Huh?”

“Do you mean ʻpardon?’ That’s the polite way of querying what a person has said.”

“Pardon?”

“What did I just tell you?” Her pulse rate increased and she widened her eyes as she heard the impatience in his voice.

“Oh. Umm.” She watched his brow crease in irritation, and automatically straightened her spine as she sat opposite him in the fortieth floor offices belonging to Horton & Horton Attorney at Law.

“You are going to fly to Houston this afternoon.” She recited. “To meet with your parents…” at his sharp look, she corrected herself. “…the senators.” He gave a short, sharp nod. “I will stay here for another two days to attend to matters that may arise in your absence.” She self-consciously checked for a stray curl and patted her hair above her ear. “I will then catch a flight to Houston to join you and the senators for their Christmas Eve party…soiree.” She quickly amended before he could react. “My parents have made their own arrangements to attend.”

She linked her fingers together and resisted the urge to cross her legs. Phillip said it was considered vulgar and cheap, and God forbid anyone thought she was cheap.

He seemed to be waiting for her to continue. She closed her eyes briefly, took a deep breath and thought.

“Oh, yes. Senator Patricia Horton…” she glanced up at him to see if it was okay to use his mother’s first name in that manner, but as there were no flickers of disapproval, she continued. “…will show me the dinner service she has chosen.” For us to use for the rest of our lives. “And Senator Benjamin Horton will announce our engagement and the date of our forthcoming wedding—once they have agreed on the date with you later today.” Her smile was pure saccharine as she waited for his nod of approval.

He snapped his briefcase shut and picked it up, casting a distracted glance at her.

“Fine.”

He scanned the immaculate office, nodded again.

“I’ll see you on Christmas Eve. The senators’ car will meet you at the airport.”

She stood and crossed the room to offer him a kiss good-bye. Reaching up on tip-toe, she leaned in to him. He stepped back so she almost overbalanced and he turned his head just enough for her lips to graze his cheek, and then he raised his hand and wiped the spot she had touched.

A low wave of disappointment flowed over her. She appreciated his ideas about work etiquette, but really, he was leaving for two days and the next time she would see him would be in a room full of strangers at their engagement party. A nasty little thought curled through her mind as she wondered if he would deign to kiss her in front of everyone there, when he so obviously seemed to find difficulty in the privacy of their own office.

“Oh. My mother had this delivered.”

Curious she dipped her head as he pulled a small, elegant, jeweler’s box from the inside pocket of his impeccable suit and flicked open the lid. The light reflecting from the huge diamond rock almost took her eye out. Her jaw dropped.

“Phillip. It’s…stunning.” She couldn’t form the words she thought would be most appropriate to describe the monstrosity of a ring he offered her.

He handed the box to her with the ring inside.

“Don’t lose it; it was almost two million dollars. A nine carat diamond. The senator has exquisite taste.”

Speechless, she stared at it for a moment, taking time to consider what dinner service the senator, with her exquisite taste, would choose. Not for the first time, a flicker of concern tiptoed secretively through her.

Phillip stepped away and opened the door. As though an afterthought struck him, he turned back, and her heart gave a hopeful flutter.

“And Bailey, would you do me a favor and wear your glasses rather than your contact lenses? They make you look so much more…”

“Attractive?” She provided.

“No…umm.”

“Intelligent?”

“No, no…”

“Sophisticated?”

“No, Bailey.” His mouth pursed with irritation. “Presentable. They make you look more presentable.”

“Oh.”

The door snapped shut and she stared at the enormous stone glaring out of the box at her. If anyone asked her what her opinion of vulgar was, she would have said the ring.

She took it out of the box, reverently slid it on to her ring finger and held her hand at arm’s length. The ring was too big and as she dropped her hand down to her side the rock spun to the underside of her finger. Perhaps it was safer tucked into her palm anyway. She was likely to get mugged, flashing something like that around in New York City.

She gazed around the office, sighed as she noticed the paperwork he had left in a neat pile on his desk for her to clear away. She was supposed to be an associate, not his secretary, but he’d got into the habit of letting her clean up after him.

Bailey picked up the envelope with her flight ticket inside and tucked it into her handbag.

She needed to leave early to buy Christmas presents for his parents. She thought Phillip and she would have bought them between them, but Phillip said he’d already got them something from him. What the hell would they want for Christmas if they could afford to spend two million bucks on a diamond ring?

She already had presents for her own parents. A pretty silk scarf for her mom and a box of Cuban cigars for her daddy, but really what would the senators appreciate from her?

At least she was going to see mom and daddy too. They were staying in Houston for the engagement party. She missed them so much it made her heart ache.

Bailey needed to pack her case with smart, presentable clothes. She wasn’t sure if she had enough for an entire week: items that were neither work suits, nor were they jeans and sweaters.

She locked the office door and hustled along the empty hallway to the elevator, most employees had already left for the Christmas holidays. She pressed the button for the lobby and waited, and then she stepped inside the elevator where the annoying sound of piped Christmas music greeted her. The familiar feeling of nausea hit her as the elevator lurched down and her stomach stayed on the fortieth floor for a moment longer before it decided to join her.

The lights flickered, the Christmas music stuttered, the elevator ground to a halt and the doors remained closed. Bailey leaned forward, a heavy feeling of disbelief filled her chest. Please don’t let this happen. Not now, not today. She pressed the button for the door and stared in horror as they slid open to reveal a solid brick wall in front of her. The elevator was stuck between floors.

Where to Buy Flight of Her Life

Liquid Silver Bookshttp://bit.ly/IcMuoh

Authors I am visiting:

30th November – Kimber Vale https://kimbervale.wordpress.com/

3rd December – Shiloh Sadler http://shilohsaddler.blogspot.co.uk/

4th December – M S Kaye http://booksbymsk.com/

5th December – Allyson Lindt http://www.geminigirls.com/

6th December – Daisy Banks http://daisybanks.wordpress.com/

7th December – Eva Lefoy http://writery.wordpress.com/

9th December – Layne Macadam  http://www.laynemacadam.com/#!blog/cfxc

Love it! Thanks so much for the fun visit, Diane!
-Kimber

Guest Post Tina Carreiro: The Good and the Bad of Being an Author

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Five bad/good things about being an author:

Good

* I’m living my dream and loving it!

* The voices in my head are called “creative voices,” I’m not mental.

* Knowing something I wrote touched a reader, and they loved it, makes me warm and fuzzy.

*Social networking

* I get to meet interesting people.

Bad

* Putting myself out there is sometimes difficult and scary.

* Now that I’ve accepted the voices in my head, they won’t shut up and let me sleep.

* Editing, although necessary, it’s not my favorite thing to do.

*Social networking

* I get to meet interesting people, who want to show me their private parts on Facebook.

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BLURB:

Carly West is good at taking care of herself—she’s been doing it since her mama died. She can even make marrying a man she didn’t choose work. But when gorgeous ranch foreman, Wade Dawson struts into her life, everything changes. Her life starts to unravel, lies are uncovered, and the only comfort she finds is in the arms of a stranger.

Wade Dawson has one thing on his mind, to fulfill his brother’s responsibilities and get the hell out of this small town. But he soon finds out he wasn’t only hired to watch the ranch, but to see that the farmer’s daughter makes it down the aisle. It’s the first job he isn’t sure he can follow through with. But if he doesn’t, his brother’s reputation and freedom is at stake.

Bound by obligation to marry another man…

Bound by blood to save his brother…

Will one night destroy it all?

Excerpt:
“Fast I can do. It’s soft and slow I’m goin’ to have a problem with.”

“What’s the difference?”

“Different meanin’ for different people, mine’s personal.” He placed his palms against the wall by her ears.

“I don’t understand.”

He leaned his forehead against hers. “Fuck… you’re killin’ me, darlin’.” His fingers skimmed across her cheekbone and disappeared into her hair. “Do you remember what I said about kissin’?” His hazel eyes trapped hers.

“It can be dangerous?”

“Yes. And slow… slow is very dangerous.” He leaned forward, brushed his lips across hers, and all the air left her lungs. Something strange started in the depths of her stomach, and her skin flushed. Her nipples tightened, growing to the point of pain as they rubbed against the cotton fabric of her bra.

His eyes flicked toward them, a deep grunt sounded from his chest, and his hand tightened in her hair. He held her with a firm grip and leaned his forehead back against hers. “Reach down, and undo my jeans.”

She was trapped. Even if she wanted to retreat, there was nowhere for her to go. He’d invaded her space. Intense eyes stared right into hers as if he was demanding her deepest secrets with one hand buried inside her hair and the other curled around her neck. A rock hard, well-defined stomach pressed against her belly. The skin-on-skin contact ignited a slow burn that was sure to grow into a wildfire any minute. If she weren’t leaning against the wall, she’d collapse.

Tina is giving away prizes to celebrate her new release!
Prize 1:
Autographed book and swag
Prize 2:
Ebook and Swag
Prize 3:
Tote bag and swag
Click over to Rafflecopter to enter to win:

You can find Rearranged at these major retailers:

All Romance E-books

Amazon

Barnes & Noble

And keep up with Tina:

Author Bio

Tina spends her days writing and creating fantasy worlds until she’s forced back into reality where she pretends to be “normal.” When not writing, she’s a full-time cub scout/camping/gymnastic/PS3 mom for her son and daughter and a devoted wife to her leading man, the love of her life-husband. She’s addicted to writing, romance novels, zombie movies, and coffee with caramel macchiato creamer. She fully believes in karma and pours her heart into everything she does.  She loves life and embraces every moment of it.

 LINKS

Webwww.tinacarreiro.com
Blogwww.tinacarreiro.blogspot.com
Facebookwww.facebook.com/pages/Tina-Carreiro/113900751973213
Twitterwww.twitter.com/tincarr
Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/4833657.Tina_Carreiro

Amazon Author:  www.amazon.com/Tina-Carreiro/e/B0057FRXL2


Scrap Metal Author Jennah Scott

Fellow Liquid Silver author Jennah Scott stopped over for an interview, and to share a bit of her new book, “Scrap Metal,” written with Alexi Raymond.  I love this cover, and sounds like they’ve got a story just as delish to go with it!

1.        So, Jennah, what is your writing process like?  Are you a planner?  Pantster?  What is your favorite writing tool or tip?

I’m a ploster—plantser—whatever you want to call a combination of the two. I usually start with a loose plot that I can follow throughout, but still give the characters room to make their own decisions. My favorite tool would be Scrivener. My favorite tip…never delete anything for good. Put it in another file to be used for later. I don’t know how many times I’ve gone back and retrieved a line here or there for a scene.

2.        How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Hmm depends on the size of the woodchuck’s teeth.  J

3.        Who are your favorite erotic romance authors right now and why?

Jayne Rylon comes to mind first. Her Hot Rods and Powertools series are fantastic. She’s mastered telling a good, well-rounded story that don’t take hours upon hours to read. Also, Cassandra Carr and Avril Ashton—who I just discovered. If you like bad boys, as in really bad boys, you have to check her out. Lorelei James is another of my favorites; she’s an auto-buy no matter what she writes.

4.        Please give us a two-hundred word teaser from your latest release, as well as the tag line for your book.

Tagline: Love is like art; you can take scrap and mold it into something beautiful.

Excerpt:

He was ready to put his plan into place when they walked inside, but she jumped onto the counter and sat with one leg crossed over the other. Her hands propped up behind her, pushing her breasts out to further torment him.

“So about that adventure on the desk.”

This woman knew what she was doing to him. When she hopped on the counter, her eyes lowered a fraction of an inch, a look that screamed, “I’m yours to do with what you want.”

The sound of a truck out front turned both of their heads. Ryke wanted to tell her he could lock the door or hell, forget whoever was out there. He was hard and aching and had a beautiful woman on his countertop.

Angelica hopped from the desk, cupping him in her hand. “Probably not good for business, huh,” she pouted, her hand trailing across his zipper as she started to move behind him. “You have an office back here, right?”

Ryker looked between the door and the woman who turned his world upside down and his dick hard enough to break concrete. She motioned with her thumb behind her. “Come find me when you’re done.”

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5.        While you’re writing/planning—music or no music?  If music, what kind?

Music—most of the time. As far as what kind, that depends on the story. When I’m working on a western, then it’s country music. Otherwise, alternative.

6.   Do you find it easier or more enjoyable to write male or female protagonists?  If you have a preference, why?

Male protagonists for sure. They don’t hide what they feel, sometimes to their detriment.

7.     Do you have only one WIP, or do you bounce around between projects?

I tend to bounce around until I get into a groove with one. Then I stick with it until I’m done.

8.   What genre would you write if you didn’t write erotic romance?

Urban Fantasy. I have a wip that’s about halfway through. I’ll finish it one of these days.

9.    Where can we find more information about you and your books?

http://www.jennahscott.com

 

Buy Scrap Metal:

Liquid Silver Books

Amazon

All Romance

Find Me:

Website: www.jennahscott.com

Twitter: www.twitter.com/Jennah_scott

Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorjennahscott

Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/jennahscott

 

Blurb:

Not one to settle down, Angelica Rousseau never thought she’d consider planting roots in the small town of Kimmswick, Missouri. When her art speaks to her—and gives her a reason to get up close and personal with body shop owner, Ryker Talcott—sticking around starts to have appeal.

Ryker has to deal with a lot of personalities and has found that custom orders for women almost never end well. Especially when the women are as picky and confident as Angelica. This time it’s different. He’s never met a woman like her. She rivals his confidence and has the attitude to back it up.

When the past threatens their future, Angelica and Ryker have to decide what’s more importanttheir own promises to themselves, or the love they both feel for each other.

 

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The Perks of Being an ePublished Author

Today I have author Tara Quan guest posting about ePublishing.  Interesting stuff, so read-on, McDuff.

When I was researching options for my novella Tower in the Woods, I was able to find a good number of articles on the merits of both traditional publishing and self-publishing. However, I wasn’t able to find much information on the perks of going through an ePublisher, which is what I ended up doing. I thought I should take the time to summarize what I liked about going this route.

Disclaimer: I am NOT comparing ePublishing to self-publishing and/or traditional publishing. What I have written in this post most likely pertains to the other two mediums as well. I’m just writing about my personal positive experience with an ePublisher.

#1 – Free High-Quality Feedback

There are only a limited number of times my husband will beta-read my writing. When I first confessed my dream of becoming a romance writer, he was excited and wanted to read everything I wrote. That enthusiasm has since died. He will beta-read my completely finished work once, and he will not read it again even if he suggested extensive revisions (he’s the type that reads Strunk and White for fun). I don’t blame him.

Once I signed the contract with my ePublisher for Tower in the Woods, I was sent comments their readers provided during the acquisitions process. While the manuscript was not meant to be revised based on this feedback, it was good information to mull over. Just reading someone’s (very extensive comments) about something I wrote makes me a better writer. The readers noticed a plethora of inconsistencies I didn’t see, as well as elements of my style that weren’t quite up to snuff, and I put their comments to good use in my WIPs.

#2 – Editing Services

During my Content Edits, I realized my penchant to use “-ly” adverbs, my extensive overuse of the word “that”, my obsessive and unnecessary use of the “em dash”, as well as the fact that my math sucks when it comes to keeping characters’ ages straight over time. I added scenes, and I wrote out scenes. The finished product is far superior to the manuscript I submitted. Most importantly, I learned from the process and didn’t do quite as bad with the second manuscript (although I was still guilty of “that” and “em dash” abuse).

And then comes the Final Line Editor – the grammar guru extraordinaire (yes, I just used an em-dash). Semi-colons and deleted commas got put back in, and more compound sentence structures got tweaked. She caught all the little things that both my CE and I missed, and I bow to her detail-spotting abilities. I don’t possess them, and I may never develop them, so I need someone like her in my corner.

#3 – Cover Art

I am not a visually artistic person. I buy books based on recommendations, usually in electronic form, and I almost never look at cover art. I have less time to read now, and my book purchases are limited to those written by my favorite authors. I pre-order these even before the cover art finishes loading on Amazon.

Therefore, having an ePublisher handle this portion of the publication process for me is great. All I did was complete the cover art questionnaire and send it back. The amazing cover artist sent me back a draft, I sent her my very vague comments, and she sent me the final version. I adored it. The process, in a nutshell, took very little time and was painless.

#4 – Formatting and Distribution

I edit an internal newsletter as part of my day job. Therefore, I know what a pain formatting is. It’s not fun, and it takes a lot of time for everything to be perfect. (Note: Please, please, please do not put hard tabs at the beginning of each paragraph.) In this day and age, ebooks need to be available in a variety of file formats to reach the widest audience, and all those formats have quirks. Then they need to be sent to all the different retail venues, which  have nitty-gritty guidelines of their own.

Can I do the formatting and distribution myself if I wanted to? Probably, but the ebook won’t be as clean. It won’t go to all the retail venues that it needs to show up on, and more importantly, doing this myself is perhaps one of the least fun things I could think of doing.

#5 – Networking (aka Passive Promotion)

It’s a hard pill to swallow, but selling a book isn’t an exact science. ePublishers will not be buying advertisements for books willy-nilly (perhaps for one of their top-selling authors, but usually not for a first time author). Lack of promotion is perhaps the biggest criticism I see lobbed at ePublishers as a whole, and different publishers do promote to varying degrees.

What I want to point out, however, is what all ePublishers do even if they don’t have the budget for any marketing at all – they connect you with other authors. Those authors have readers. They have experience in the field, and they remember what being a new author was like. I hate to say this but, even if 1-2 of those authors buy your book (sometimes just out of solidarity), that’s 1-2 more readers than you would get without that publisher. If they retweet your book release, have you as a guest author on their blog (by the way – thanks for having me Kimber!), or even point you in the general direction of a book blogger who might review your book, that is considered promotion. Moreover, when an established author’s readership comes to the ePublisher’s website to buy their book, there is a chance an errant click can send that same reader to your book. If you’re super lucky, that reader might actually buy it.

So what do authors give up for these perks – between 60-80% of royalties, depending on the ePublisher. I hate to admit this, but this isn’t a lot of money based on average ebook sales. If this is your first year as a published author, this is really not a lot of money. I can attest to this as an obsessive NovelRank checker—moneywise, I am getting the much better end of the deal. Like me, they’re banking on making money off the tenth or so book I get published, not the first nine.

Tara Quan’s post-apocalyptic zombie romance, Tower in the Woods, was released by Liquid Silver Books on January 14, 2013. It is currently available on the publisher’s website, as well as on Amazon.com and All Romance eBooks. It will be available at other retail outlets in the near future. Consolidated Buy Links can be found at http://taraquan.com/undead-fairy-tales/

Tara’s Arabian Nights-inspired fantasy erotic romance, Warlock’s Pawn, will be released by the same publisher on April 15, 2013.

 Tara’s Website/Blog: www.taraquan.com

Twitter: @LaylaTarar

Thanks for stopping by, Tara!  For the record, I just bought your book.  You had me at sniper.

-Kimber

 


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