Friday, May 30, 2014

~ Symposium: Just My Imagination ~

Hello Everyone! Welcome to my May Symposium!

This month I thought I’d asked my friends and fellow authors to introduce someone very important to them...their muses. An author’s muse can be their best friend or their worst enemy, depending on the circumstances. Read on to meet these vital members of our writing teams...enjoy! 

LAURIE ROMA: My muse is a fickle bitch. First off, she doesn’t nicely encourage me or patiently lead me through a plotline. Oh no, that would be too simple. Instead, she tends to bitch slap me with a plotline and the characters all at once. Then the real fun begins when she let’s my characters take over. Now the characters are pushing because they want their story told...and that can be a lot of different voices messing with me all at once. But does my muse help me now? Sometimes. Other times she just slaps me with a whole different storyline and sits back, watching me struggle with wicked glee. Then she will either give me a hard shove in the right direction...or disappear with my characters to who knows where. Maybe they go off drinking together in some fantasy bar for a few days. And if I’m not working hard enough, that’s when she really gets mean and calls out the plot dragons on me. Sound strange? Trust me, it is.

As one of Earth’s greatest leaders, Commander Jax Spartan lives his life by a strict code. Dedicated and alpha to the core, he is the epitome of what every Elite solider aspires to be. Second-in-command Sullivan Archer rules by his best friend’s side, and together they form an unstoppable force that few are foolish enough to challenge. Jax and Archer have always known they’d share their chosen, but their hearts have already been claimed by the woman they’ve vowed will belong to them.

Alliance scientist Serra Lysander is a genius who has kept the planet safe with her inventions. She’s lived a sheltered life, separated from society by her brilliant mind and her overprotective mother. The only time Serra has truly ever felt accepted is with the two men that will cost her everything…

When danger leads Serra straight into the arms of Jax and Archer, they will do anything to keep her safe, even claiming her despite the fact she is off limits. With the future of the Alliance on the line, will their love and dedication be enough to save them, or will they be too late to stop the growing threat from destroying them all?


N.J. WALTERS: You’ll often hear writers talking about their muse, but what exactly is a muse? In Greek Mythology, the Muses were actually sister goddess who presided over the various art forms from music to dance and poetry. In other words, the muse is where artists get their inspiration. Some writers name their muse. Many have a love/hate relationship with theirs. I’ve never really thought about it before. Honestly. I’ve written over seventy books and all I’ve ever done is sit at the keyboard, put my fingers on the keys and type. I’ve often said I feel as though I’m only taking dictation. Is that my muse at work? Maybe. I’ve just come to accept the process for what it is. I find inspiration everywhere and trust that when I sit down to write that the story will be there. Guess I’m lucky to have a muse who is practical and dependable. 

When this wolf comes knocking, there’s no turning him away. 

Salvation Pack, Book 1

When Gwendolyn Jones inherits a Tennessee cabin from a great aunt she never knew, she quits her job and follows her dream to write full time. Meeting a stranger in a local cemetery isn’t a risk she normally takes, but she needs the information on his flash drive for an article she’s writing on werewolves. Later that night, when two honest-to-God werewolves come knocking on her cabin door, they’re definitely not Photoshopped.

Jacque LaForge is on a mission to retrieve a flash drive before it endangers his pack. He never thought he’d find a mate, but the chemistry between him and Gwen is unmistakably off the charts. Now to convince her he’s only trying to protect her from his vengeful former pack—led by his own father.

Gwen’s first instinct to flee only gets her a smashed car and a concussion. She wakes up in a dangerous new world she never thought existed—and in the arms of the one man who stands between her and certain death.

SAMHAIN     AMAZON     B&N     KOBO     ARe

LACEY THORN: What can I say about my muse? She is a snarky bitch with several mental disorders. She lacks focus sometimes and has a very chaotic thought process. I absolutely love her and wouldn't change a thing about her. I took a brief break from writing (two years), and I think my muse is punishing me for silencing her during that time. She's never quiet and always has an idea for another story. This is great considering I once worried about the possibility of running out of new story ideas. Instead I have an endless supply which I doubt I'll ever get through, and isn't that an awesome problem to have?

The legend of the Paka Watu...

Ever since she was a young girl, Abby Lane can’t resist the allure of a cat shifter tribe forced to repress their beasts. On a trip to Africa, she discovers a coveted piece of information—the name the pride leader assumed when he left his home—and she traces his lineage to his descendent.

The sleeping lion...

Utah Pearce can't keep his gaze off the woman who slips into the bar every night. Though not his usual type, she brings out the possessive instinct in him, making him battle with himself as he tries to stay away.


Abby’s research never prepared her for the reality in front of her. The beast is waking, and Utah is changing in ways both exciting and terrifying. He is possessive and dominant, and when he finally claims her, neither of them will ever be the same.


GABRIELLE EVANS: If you ask my mother, she’ll tell you I had an imaginary friend until I was six. The truth is, imaginary or not, Billy never truly left me. The little boy is now a man, and while I can’t “see” him any longer, he’s taken up a permanent residency within my thoughts. Then one day, he brought home his boyfriend, Alejandro, and let’s just say things got a little crowded. Together, Billy and Alejandro make up my Muse. While I’m engaged in everyday life, the boys observe all the things I miss and tell me about them later, emphasizing which parts of the day could produce a great story. It’s not uncommon to find me discussing a plot with Billy and Alejandro—out loud—acting as both of their voices, as well as arguing my own point of view. I very rarely win.

Cursed to bear the sins of his forefathers, Chey Black has spent more time running the forest as a wolf than he has lived as a man. Finding love and breaking the curse during his brief reprieves is nearly impossible, especially when the world he once knew has moved on and forgotten him. So, why bother when being alone is easier?

As a guardian, it’s Quinn Augustine’s responsibility to help Chey acclimate to the changing world and aid him in his search for a true mate. Befriending the gruff wolf-shifter is fine, but attachments only complicate his job. Chey’s chiseled body and roguish charm prove too tempting to resist, though, and before long, Quinn’s protective walls come crumbling down.

What starts as mere animal magnetism soon evolves into something much deeper, but breaking the curse won’t be that easy. Someone seriously wants Quinn dead, and unless Chey can find and eliminate the threat, he’ll be doomed to walk alone forever.


SUSAN HAYES: My muse is a capricious creature that keeps the same hours as my cat. Actually, she and my cat have a lot in common. They rarely come when called, have no respect for my need for REM sleep, and tend to be napping whenever I’d like their company. She (my muse is definitely a ‘she’) can vanish for days on end, leaving me to struggle through the harsh desert of creativity alone and unguided. These are the days when every word comes with a cost in blood, sweat and tears of frustration. When the muse returns though, she arrives trailing streamers of glorious inspiration, rescuing me from the struggle for a little while and carrying me along in a frenzy of productivity. Having her around is intoxicating and often devastating, as she arrives on her own schedule and drives me to stay up far too late, wringing every drop of inspiration from her before she flits off again. 

Two bullets. That’s all it took to change Taggart Wilde’s life. His wounds have healed, but his career as a police officer is over. Struggling to move on, Tag searches for new purpose, and ends up finding it in the most unlikely of places. 

Jolena Miller’s passion is fixing up classic cars. As the owner of her own garage, she has convinced herself she’s happy just being one of the guys, unnoticed and unremarkable…until she meets Tag. 

One look at the curvy little mechanic has Tag’s engine revving, and he is determined to make her his. But just as Jo starts to believe they might have a future together, her ex-husband reappears in her life, stirring up old pains and new problems. When pushed to the edge, can two lonely hearts fight for a future together, or will the past be too much to overcome? 


DIXIE LYNN DWYER: My Muse has multiple personalities and the ability to go from patient and understanding as a therapist, to critical and demanding as a drill sergeant. Either way it helps feed my inspiration and get my rear in gear to meet deadlines. People often ask me where I get my ideas from and how I am able to develop such authentic characters in my books. Well, ask the muse. As part of my creative mind it draws these characters out of me where even I sometimes ask, “where the hell did he come from?” (Shrugs shoulders). “Who cares? I’m in love.” As many authors say to one another, “May your muse be with you.” Mine is with me. I can’t get rid of it, and I definitely don’t want to. Happy Reading all. Hugs!

Diane Mercury’s love of lingerie and lust for one special agent and his two military brothers send her on a life-changing journey she never expected. She was bored, lacking in self-confidence until fate stepped in and gave her a push. Add in getting de-virginized by three men she’s fantasized for nearly a year, and yep, she’s feeling like she can accomplish anything. But she’s no secret agent, not a woman of adventure and danger unless in bed, with her men, Drake, Lucas, and Mark Santos.

So when she’s asked to be part of a photo shoot in New York the last thing she expects is to be shoved in the middle of her lover’s investigation. She’s held at gunpoint, a witness to numerous murders and some foreign terrorist wants her as a prize in revenge against agent Mark Santos. It will take Mark, his brothers Drake and Lucas, along with the agency, to keep their woman alive and bring down a monster. 


VICKTOR ALEXANDER: My muse’s name is Tommy Wilkins. My readers know him as one of my characters from my Tate Pack series. He is gay, extremely flamboyant, and a cross-dresser. He says that he is all man, he’s just a man with “decoration.” He is mated to a wolf-shifter by the name of Anton “Ton” Forrester, they have a dog and two beautiful daughters that they just adopted in the most recent release of the Tate Pack series. He helps me with my writing process by first giving me all of my WIP ideas and because Tommy is by definition someone who marches to the beat of his own drum, my books and writing process does the same thing. He doesn’t really encourage me. That’s not really his style. I can hear him in my ear telling me I need to stop whining and “get the shit done, because the list is long and there’s a lot more to do.

When Dr. Dakota Sevion is drawn to his mate Nishon Moore at the hospital where he works, he is overjoyed, even though Nishon has a son, Isaiah, who is a forziq, which is an instant death sentence and someone from the past is determined to kill them all.

Dakota Sevion loves being the Chief of Surgery at Gelreen Memorial Hospital, because he has unlimited access to blood which is good for him as an unmated vampire. When he's called to the ER for an emergency his life changes forever.

Nishon "Nimo" Moore is a single father of three year old Isaiah, a very special little boy, and when Nimo rushes to the hospital because Isaiah has been hurt he ends up meeting Dakota and finding out that vampires are real. He doesn't handle it well, which isn't good for Dakota who will die from starvation if their mating isn't consummated soon. But that isn't the only problem. Someone from the past is set on killing them all.


ERIKA REED: My muse's name is Dare. Sometimes she is daring and other times she likes to taunt and torture me with her challenges. I believe my muse’s moods can be either pleasurable or stimulating at times. The one thing I do appreciate her for is one minute I can be working on a current project, and the next she is whispering in my ear to jot down an idea she has for a future project she believes will capture the reader’s attention. Dare has been known for slapping a little reality check across my head a time or two. She knows when to give me a little shove in the right direction and when to hold off on something until the time is right to reveal itself. Knowing Dare has been with me from the beginning of my writing career pushes me into trying harder at achieving goals in the future.

Madison Duffey would do anything to protect her three-year-old son, Trent, including lying to everyone she loves to hide the identity of Trent’s father. A single mother with no time for anyone but her beloved boy, Madison’s world changes forever the night the men she’s always wanted blow into town and back into her life.

After one too may concussions on the ice put their future at risk, hockey players Riley and Stormy Masters are trying to decide whether to hang up their skates for good. Now they know the woman that has invaded their every dream has kept a very important secret from them. Riley and Stormy must decide if their careers are more important than the woman and child that has suddenly appeared in their lives.

Will Madison be willing share her heart to double her chances for love and have the family she has always wanted? 


HENNESSEE ANDREWS: My muse is a night owl, and at times I wonder if she isn’t really a reincarnated creature of the night. Most days she is creative, others she is stubborn and won’t talk. I believe she flips me the bird from time, but when she is in a mood, woo hoo, we can create some awesome scenes. She is more than likely spoiled, and likes to get her way, at times taking me in another direction than I intended. When she decides to give me a rush of inspiration, she uses a shovel. Wicked, is the word that best describes her. How sick is it to give me a new book idea when I have three in the fire, and while I’m driving no less! 

There was no way in hell Headon Morris was going to his high school reunion. Memories of why he had to leave home still haunted him, along with the image of one the guy his heart refused to let go of—Evan Marshall. 

A lot had changed in ten years, except Headon’s feelings. Much was left unsaid, and for that matter, unfinished. Going back home for the reunion could help him put the past behind him once and for all. Would Evan even show? Could they pick up where they left off? 

Headon had the blues, the reunion blues, and his decision to attend could change his life…forever. 


OLIVIA BLACK: As a writer, I’m always looking for inspiration for new books, characters, and story lines. Inspiration can strike at odd times – when I’m in line at Starbucks, driving my daughter to school, or even in the middle of a conversation. When it came to my newest series, Belt Buckle Ranch, the books came to me in the form of a dream. The basic premise is based around an older gentleman. He was a rodeo champion in his youth and spent his life traveling around the United States. He only ever wanted one thing, to own a ranch, and that goal was achieved in the form of the Belt Buckle Ranch. Everything else in his life took a backseat, including the five sons he never knew. When I woke up, I was able to see the place and characters clearly and jotted it all down in my journal.

Jackson Murphy is an architect living and working in Los Angeles, California. His entire life is turned upside down when a private investigator hands him a manila envelope. Looking through the contents, he soon realizes that his biological father isn’t the man that raised him. Instead, it's a man named William Rickett. William is very ill and his last request is to meet Jackson. Dropping everything, Jackson packs a bag and heads to Colorado. 

Wyatt Thompson is the foreman at the Belt Buckle Ranch. He’s also been a friend to William Rickett, the ranch owner for fifteen years. When the man passes away, it’s his responsibility to make sure William’s five sons stay at the ranch. His attraction to Jackson is instantaneous, but Wyatt is reluctant to follow his heart when the future is unknown. 


AVERY GALE: My muse is loud, pushy, and often just plain rude. She demands that I take notes and it doesn't matter what I have available to write on or how inconvenient or embarrassing her timing might be. 

Jen Keating is a trouble magnet. She has managed to attract the attention of a crazed Central American sex trafficker who stalks her with ruthless determination. Add to that the two gorgeous Navy SEALs who have a knack for pulling her out of the fire, but are angling for something more, and a wacky neighbor who isn’t at all who she appears to be. Jen is living proof that trouble can find you in even the most unlikely places. But the real danger Jen fears is taking a chance on love.

Sam and Sage McCall whisked Jen out of harm’s way a year ago, and then after one incredible night together she took off without looking back. Now they’re sent to pull her out again and this time they don’t plan to let her walk away. However, they aren’t the only ones intent on making her a permanent part of their life. Can they keep her safe long enough to convince her to give them a chance?

AMBER LEA EASTON: My Muse is the chattering of a mountain stream, the rustling of pine needles in the wind, the light reflecting of red rocks in the distance at sunset, the feel of sun soaking into my skin. My Muse is constant and irreverent, never caring about interrupting with her steady flow of ideas and insistence that I stop what I'm doing to listen. She both whispers and shouts with inspiration, always urging me, "" I humbly obey, my fingers clicking on the keyboard telling stories born from a place far greater than what I can see.

Jessica Moriarty appears to have it all—a successful career as an architect, a loyal group of friends, a gorgeous apartment, and an on-again-off-again affair with Boston's most eligible bachelor. Behind this “perfect life” fa├žade, Jessica hides the loss she feels over giving up her dream career as an artist, copes with a destructive relationship with her alcoholic mother, and struggles with heartbreak over a lost love. 

Jacques Sinclair only needs his cameras, a backpack, and a good pair of walking shoes. A world-renowned photographer, he is a man without boundaries. Despite fame and fortune, he still yearns for the woman who shattered his heart when she vanished from his life five years ago.

A chance meeting brings Jacques and Jessica back together. Reunions aren't always planned or welcomed, but chemistry has a way of revealing what is denied. Ensnared in a web of sabotage and conspiracy—carefully constructed by people who want to control their lives—Jacques and Jessica struggle to trust each other, break free from the status quo, reclaim their love, and build a life of extraordinary possibility.


S.C. WYNNE: My muse comes from watching people. I don’t have any one person who inspires me. My inspiration is basically anyone who catches my eye. I love men. I love the male psyche. Obviously good looking men are appealing, but it’s more than that. Heroism, protectiveness and the fighting spirit in certain men makes my stomach warm. You see it in fire fighters and cops. You see it in everyday life when a man is loving and affectionate. These are all the qualities I like to acknowledge in my characters. And when I see a movie, or hear a song that makes me feel something deeply, I immediately want to write that character and the entire story unfolds in my head. My first M/M book was published by Loose Id and is called Hard-Ass is Here. It’s a story about Taylor Williams, and his new hard-ass boss, Phillip Daniels. 

Senior Analyst Taylor Williams knows there's a embezzler at Peterton Financial, and he's been doing everything he can to catch the crook. Unfortunately the numbers keep adding up to him being the thief. 

When corporate sends in Regional Manager, Phillip Daniels to catch the crook, it's obvious he suspects Taylor right off the bat. Phillip is gorgeous, sexy as hell and a hard ass. But when it comes to sexual attraction logic can't compete. Even though Phillip suspects Taylor might be the thief, he can't keep himself from bringing him into his bed, time and time again. 

Will the numbers add up to a happy ending for these two?


CASEY MOSS: Ah, my muse. He can be a bit of an imp. I once ‘saw’ him as a professor type of fellow. Sandy brown hair, built and tall, wearing a pair of blue jeans, a white dress shirt and one of those tweed jackets with the patches on the elbow. He loves to give me ideas for stories late at night—so much so that I’ve taken to working between 10 PM and the wee hours of the morning. He also likes to give me new ideas when I’m in the midst of a story. The taskmaster actually makes me stop and jot down the new material, too. Suffice it to say, I have a bunch of stories I cycle through and work on. It sure keeps things interesting and keeps me busy, which is good since I have a couple of pen names to deal with. :) And, I’m here today to share a story one of my pen names recently had released.

The world has broken out in wars. Las Vegas has been ravaged by chemical warfare and is now home to several clans and creatures.

Welcome to I-D-8 Entertainment’s newest game: Clans of Vegas—Endless Night.

Friends and family have gathered for a crunch time playtest of C.O.V.E.N.. When a horrible thunderstorm hits, everyone’s sucked into the game for real. In the MMORPG, Hope Collins is kidnapped by Buzz and forced to submit to his whims. Her boyfriend, Alden, has to delay his quest of defeating a clan’s prince to save her, but time and circumstance don’t seem to be on his side. Faith Collins is bombarded by strange dreams brought on by Buzz. Her boyfriend, Tavis, learns to dream walk, but can he help break the spell she’s under and save her before she’s lost to him?

C.O.V.E.N. is more than just a game. It’s a whole other world.


Friday, May 23, 2014

~ Inner Goddess: Memorable Man of Service Contest! ~

The Inner Goddess Forum is hosting a Memorable Man of Service contest on their blog this weekend. Who is your favorite man of service? 

The Breakers' Bad Boys series is a combination of several things that I love...bad boys, military men, MMA fighters, bikers, and best of all – spicy hot romance! While my IAD series deals with military men and women working for a covert agency, I wanted to take a different stance for the BBB series. Breakers is a town that caters to men and women who have just come home after leaving the service, and because of that, I wanted to show what happens when they try to acclimate back into “normal” life. The men of Breakers may be bad boys, but they all still have integrity and honor…just like heroes should.

Jared "Hammer" Caufield is the hero of Hammer's Fall, the first book of the Breakers' Bad Boy series. Hammer is a man who knows what he wanted, and isn't afraid to go for it. As an ex-Ranger and former MMA fighter, Hammer is strong, extremely intuitive and holds to a strict code of honor. He is pure alpha male, but also has a sweet side when it comes to his woman. Just don't mess with Kali, and you'll stay on his good side. And...he loves puppies! How can you not love him!


It's no secret that I enjoy my eye candy, and Hammer is definitely a tasty treat! For me, I love muscles...the bigger the better! 

Covered in tattoos and rock-hard muscle, he looked like the dangerous predator he was. He shaved his head so it only showed a hint of dark hair that matched his dark-brown eyes. He knew he made her nervous. Of course she would be when he literally towered over her. Shit, he knew he made grown men nervous if he stared at them for too long. 

At six foot four, Hammer was a big man, and he hunched his shoulders in a laughable attempt to make himself look smaller. Not that he could. Hell, he was built like a fucking tank.

Hammer is also the perfect mixture of possessive and protective...

He was in her life now, and there was no fucking way he was going to let her be around her family without him there to protect her. Sure, she was a strong, capable woman, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to be there for her. 

She would learn over time, she wasn’t alone anymore. He’d make damn sure of it.

...and wow, is Hammer a dirty talker!

“Fuck, baby. That’s so good. Fuck back on my cock just like that.”
His naughty words did something to her, making her pussy flutter with her impending release. “Jared…”
“That’s right. Come for me, baby. Do it, Kali. Come on my dick. Let me feel you, little fairy. Come on my fucking cock.”

But what really makes me love him is how much Hammer cares about his woman.

“It’s crazy, I know, but I feel like I’ve been waiting for her my whole life. There is something about her…no, it’s about who I am when I’m with her. Kali is special. Damn it, she’s got me tangled up in knots, but in a good way. She’s the best person I know, and I want to be a better man around her…for her.”

Jared “Hammer” Caufield is a former Army Ranger and retired professional MMA champion that had to give up his fighting career due to a knee injury. He is a bad boy through and through, but that doesn’t stop him from craving the sweet little bakery owner, even though he knows she is too good for him… 

Bakery owner, Kalista Redford, is a woman who has had a difficult past. She has always struggled with her self-esteem, and her last breakup hasn’t done anything to help improve her opinion of herself. When Kalista finds herself pursued by the dark and dangerous man she has secretly dreamed about, will she be able to follow her heart or will past insecurities threaten to ruin her chance at true love? 

If you love Hammer as much as I do, make sure to vote for him as your favorite Memorable Man of Service - VOTE HERE!

You can return to the blog once each day to nominate a man of service character from May 23-25, so make sure to stop by and place your vote on the Inner Goddess blog each day of the contest!

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

~ Guest: Erika Reed - Lana's Last Chance ~

Lana Duffey has finally graduated from college and is ready to take charge of her life, starting with the man she’s been in love with since she was a girl. She’s tired of waiting in the wings for Zane to notice her while he dates other women.

Zane Galleger has always carried a torch for his friend’s little sister, Lana, but he’s kept his distance. When Lana makes the first move, Zane knows he can’t resist her any longer, but Zane isn’t the only one smitten. Sawyer Lambert is Zane’s best friend, and after years of hearing Zane talk about Lana, it only takes one look for Sawyer to know he wants her too, even if it means sharing the lovely Lana with his best friend.

Can Lana find the courage to take a chance and claim the two men she wants?


Lana needed the liquid courage if she was going to go through with this. It never occurred to her when she planned on seducing Zane tonight that she would end up craving a threesome that included the handsome Sawyer.

Sawyer was just as sexy as Zane. She never thought she would find anyone as good-looking as Zane. And then Sawyer walked in with Zane, and she was absolutely blown away by his rugged looks. Lana was tired of dating boring men that were just okay in the looks department. She felt as though the men she dated were taking pity on a plain Jane such as herself and were just willing to take her on a date. She wanted a man to look at her as if she was the most beautiful woman in the world. If a man really liked or loved a woman he was into, then he shouldn’t have the wandering eyes for anyone else. She needed a man that was going to make her weak in the knees when he kissed her and make her scream in bed when he made love to her. Lana had always wanted her inner goddess to come out but no one had ever made her feel like that, except Zane. She needed someone to finally make her come the way her body craved. She hoped tonight, if things went as she planned, Zane and his sexy friend, Sawyer, were going to bring out the sexy woman that had been held captive for so long.

Lana had been a virgin for twenty-four long years and was done waiting for Zane to finally realize how much she wanted him. The time couldn’t be more perfect. She had overheard Zane and Tye talking at the bar when they thought she wasn’t listening. Zane had told Tye about that two-timing bitch, Katrina, being caught cheating on him. Zane had told Tye he was tired of meeting the wrong women and wanted to finally settle down. She knew this was her chance to finally prove to Zane that she was the woman he needed all along. Lana just needed the nerve to finally express how she really felt about her older brother’s best friend. Maybe even throw in the roommate, Sawyer, for a night she would never forget.

“So, Sawyer, do you have a girlfriend?”

Sawyer sat back in his chair and didn’t answer right away. Tye then walked up and sat their beer glasses on the table in front of them.

“I wish I could chill with you, but we are picking up now and Dad is tired and asked that I keep an eye on the bar so he could go upstairs and lay down.” Tye looked at the bottle on the table in front of Lana. “Be careful, sis. Don’t get too drunk. You’re not used to drinking and you may find Zane carrying your ass out of here tonight.”

That’s my plan, big brother.

Tye then leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “I am very proud of you, sis. Now, I have to get back to the bar.” He then slapped Zane on the back. “Take care of her and don’t let her drink too much. She’s a lightweight, you know?”

Zane chuckled. “Hell. I have never seen her drink more than one glass of wine at dinner before. Don’t worry. I will make sure to keep a close eye on her for sure, Tye.”

Lana picked up the bottle and poured herself another drink. She lifted the bottle toward them. “Ready for another?”

Sawyer raised his glass of beer. “Nope, I’m good,” he said before taking a drink.

Lana shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

After sitting with Sawyer and Zane in the booth for what felt like one too many shots later and a spinning room, Lana felt like she had finally had enough. She had tried numerous times to shamelessly flirt and giggle at their joking manner during the time in the booth. She began to feel like those women that came into the bar looking to hook up with someone for the night. Lana wasn’t like that. She wanted much, much more from Zane and possibly Sawyer, now that she was getting to know him better.

She had learned a lot about Sawyer Lambert, even though she doubted she would remember much the next morning. Sawyer ran his family-owned lumber business outside of town. His grandfather started the business with Sawyer’s dad twenty-some-odd years ago. After his father’s death five years ago, Sawyer had been running the successful Lambert’s Lumberyard now ever since.

Zane kept making her drink lots of water between shots, claiming that it would help tremendously with a possible hangover in the morning. When she thought neither of them was looking, Lana would sneak in a shot, but they were watching her closer than she thought. Two hours, and too, too many shots later, Lana was done. She was so drunk that she could barely look at them straight.

Damn it! This wasn’t going like she wanted. Now she was too drunk. She could barely stand when she excused herself to use the restroom. As she slid from the booth, Zane was there to catch her before she landed on her ass.

“Whoa there, sweetie. I think you’ve had enough. I think I have had enough of watching you drink like there’s no tomorrow. I am cutting you off,” he said as he wrapped an arm around her midsection. “I am going to give you a lift home.”

Lana looked into his eyes. “That’s what I have been trying to accomplish all night with the two of you,” she slurred. “I just want you both to take me home and have your wicked way with me.”

“Not going to happen, Lana banana. You are way too hammered. And Sawyer and I don’t take advantage of pretty, drunk women. Maybe tomorrow you could explain why you felt the need to get this way tonight.” As Zane walked with her toward the door he told Sawyer to go let Tye know that they were taking Lana home.

“Shh, don’t tell Tye that you’re going to both take me home and fuck me like I have been dreaming about all night,” she said against his chest.

God, he smelled good.

This was it. She was finally going home with them, just like one of those lucky women that had the pleasure of sleeping with them. She was finally going to give up her virginity to the man that she had loved for so long. And the bonus was that she was going to get a twofer tonight.


Monday, May 5, 2014

~ Hammer is Evernight's Book Boyfriend Winner! ~

Thank you to all of my readers for voting Jared "Hammer" Caufield as your favorite Evernight Book Boyfriend of 2014!

The Breakers' Bad Boys series is a combination of several things that I love...bad boys, military men, MMA fighters, bikers, and best of all – spicy hot romance! The men of Breakers may be bad boys, but they all still have integrity and honor…just like heroes should.

The next Breakers' Bad Boy to get his HEA is Daryk Nyght. He is a former Army trauma surgeon who is struggling to acclimate with life away from the battle field. See how the love of a good woman helps him heal his heart in Nyght's Eve.

Jared “Hammer” Caufield is a former Army Ranger and retired professional MMA champion that had to give up his fighting career due to a knee injury. He is a bad boy through and through, but that doesn’t stop him from craving the sweet little bakery owner, even though he knows she is too good for him… 

Bakery owner, Kalista Redford, is a woman who has had a difficult past. She has always struggled with her self-esteem, and her last breakup hasn’t done anything to help improve her opinion of herself. When Kalista finds herself pursued by the dark and dangerous man she has secretly dreamed about, will she be able to follow her heart or will past insecurities threaten to ruin her chance at true love? 

If you haven't read Hammer's Fall, get your copy now!

Thursday, May 1, 2014

~ Guest: Kaley Colter - A Recipe for Passion ~

Ellie Matthews is a painfully shy caterer whose life has devolved since she was a teenager, when her mother died and her father abandoned her following his remarriage. She was left with no one but her controlling, manipulative stepbrother, Marcus, who has treated her like his personal slave ever since.

Now, Ellie is desperate to get out from under Marcus’s thumb. When she arrives at the engineering firm Novum Energy for a catering job, Nick Richardson, the president of the company, is all too aware of Ellie’s exploitation at the hands of her stepbrother. He is determined to help her and keep her safe. But more than that, he is determined to make her his. And he can only hope that he will be able to help her overcome her past and convince her that she belongs to him—body, heart, and soul.


“You want it hard, don’t you?” Nick asked in that low, deep voice of his as he continued delicately kissing her breast, closer and closer to her nipple.

Ellie nodded vigorously, arching her back to force her breast harder against his mouth and crying out in frustration when he pulled his face away. But before she could even look to see what he was going to do next, he captured her nipple between his index finger and thumb and pinched hard, tearing a moan from Ellie’s lips.

He started rolling her nipple in between his fingers, and the resulting soreness was a delicious mixture of pleasure and pain that put Ellie in a frenzy. When he released her nipple, she almost descended into a panic, needing him to touch her breast, desperate to be relieved of the tight ache at the center. And then he wrapped his lips around the stiff peak and sucked hard. Ellie opened her mouth in a silent scream.

Her pussy was clamping down in a slow, steady rhythm that was making her go wild. Every time he tugged and pulled at her nipple, she felt her sex throb in response, and after a mere few moments of feeling his mouth on her breast she was so wet that her thighs were sticky with her juices.

“Please…” Ellie whispered. “I need…”

“What is it, kitten?” Nick asked, releasing her nipple from his mouth and licking the stiff peak with the flat of his tongue. Ellie moaned and squeezed her thighs together. “Your pussy’s aching, isn’t it?” Ellie nodded, biting down on her bottom lip. “You want me to get rid of the ache, don’t you baby?”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Please, yes.”

Nick sat up on the bed and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties, drawing them down her legs and tossing them aside. He grabbed her thighs and forced them wide apart, groaning when he looked down at her pussy.

Ellie blushed at being fully exposed beneath his gaze and tried to press her legs together, but Nick would have none of it. He held them firmly apart, barely even noticing her efforts to close them.

“You’re so wet,” he whispered.

When he let go of her legs so he could touch her pussy, Ellie reflexively clamped them shut. Nick jerked his head up and gave her a stern look.

“Spread your legs, Ellie.” She hesitated. “Now.” When she only opened them slightly, he reached out and gave her a sharp smack on the side of her ass. “Wider, Ellie.”

The way he commanded her made liquid fire shoot through her lower belly. She was hurting for his touch so badly that she abandoned her modesty and threw her legs as far apart as they would go, feeling deliciously naughty at completely baring herself under his gaze.

“That’s it, kitten,” he praised. “I’m just going to make you feel good.”

He slid his fingers between the slick folds of her pussy, and the pleasure was so intense that she almost clamped her legs shut again.

“Yes,” Ellie breathed. “Oh my God…”

She was clawing at the mattress as he continued working his fingers between her slippery folds, crying out with pleasure and begging him to keep going. She started jutting out her hips to try and force his fingers into her dripping cunt, but he made her wait longer. He was teasing her mercilessly, rubbing closer and closer around her opening until she was whimpering with need.

“I can’t take it… Please…I need it inside.”

“You want me to fuck you with my fingers, don’t you, baby?”


“How badly do you want it?”

“Real bad,” Ellie cried. She started grabbing at her nipples, desperate to ease her throbbing pussy. “Real bad. Real bad. Please, let me have it.”

Nick rammed his index finger all the way into her pussy. Ellie screamed. He pulled his finger out, added a second, and shoved both of them inside. Ellie screamed again.

She couldn’t remember anything feeling so good. Everything became fuzzy, and the only thing she could focus on was Nick’s fingers plunging violently in and out of her pussy. She wanted more, needed more, and started slamming herself down on his fingers every time he thrust them inside. She could feel something amazing building up inside her—a hot, achy pressure that she wanted to explode through her lower belly.

“That’s it, baby. Feels good, doesn’t it?”

He was finger-fucking her hard, and at a brutally fast pace. She could feel the walls of her pussy squeezing him, desperate to draw him further inside, desperate to be filled and stretched. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the pleasure, and all of a sudden felt Nick pry open her lips with his tongue and delve into her mouth. She was thrashing on the bed, moaning into his mouth and feeling herself getting closer and closer to falling off the edge.

Ellie came hard, screaming. She grabbed the back of Nick’s neck and forced his tongue deeper into her mouth as wave after wave of pleasure shot through her body. And through it all, Nick continued his relentless assault on her pussy, steadily thrusting his fingers in and out of her as the walls of her canal clamped down again and again.


Kaley Colter’s life has evolved around three central passions – reading, writing, and happily-ever-afters. She is a witty, hot-blooded bookworm who adores daydreaming and fell in love with erotic novels from the moment she succumbed to curiosity and took her first peek at one. And once she started reading them, she was hooked, pouring through novel after novel with the greatest of pleasure. It was only a matter of time until her love of erotic romance collided with her love of writing and she started getting lost in stories and characters of her own creation. Now, she finds herself glued to her computer, writing books that promise hot sex and gripping romance. And, absorbed though she is in her newfound profession, she is always able to tear herself away from her work and spend time with her doting husband and their two exceedingly rambunctious cats.