Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sexy Six Christmas Sentences

Christmas is known for carols and cookies

It took every ounce of self-control not to linger over the sweet, round curve of her ass. The one he’d accidentally brushed against a thousand times over the years. Kyle had learned to immediately run lines of computer code in his head in order to prevent a very un-friend like reaction from tenting the front of his pants. Because his best friend had one heck of a body. He never mentioned it, and tried like hell never even to acknowledge it to himself. But times like this, it was impossible to ignore.

Friday, December 14, 2012

A Sci-Fi Holiday Romance Treat!

Boy, have I got a treat for you today - a free holiday read from my fellow Carina Press author PJ Schnyder!
This science fiction romance short story has a particular history and is, in fact, the response to a gauntlet tossed down by The Galaxy Express after their review of HUNTING KAT, Book 1 in the Triton Experiment series:
A Gift for Boggle is my answer:
Boggle receives a special Christmas delivery, exclusive and non-transferable. He just has to make sure he doesn’t fry the courier with his security system. O.o
And wait, there’s more coming! Readers can subscribe to PJ's newsletter for a special sneak peek of a surprise coming just in time for Christmas featuring Ord, her podcasting partner in Mangos & White Rice.  Enjoy!

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

A Sexy Ghost Story Release!

One of the best things about Maryland Romance Writers is how many talented writers we have in different genres. Historical, fantasy, contemporary, YA, erotica, you name it! So I'm thrilled to be able to share with you the release of a new book by Joya Fields. Her romantic suspense, Beneath The Surface, recently won the Golden Leaf Award, and is a RT Book Reviews 2012 finalist as well. In other words, the woman knows her way around the page! Today is the release of the first of her Baltimore based, very sexy ghost stories, Hereafter.
When by-the-numbers accountant Rob Morrison, a skeptic of all things paranormal, moves into a new apartment and discovers it is haunted by the corporeal ghost of a beautiful woman, he must hastily reconsider his beliefs and revisit his painful past.

With no memory of her time on earth, Angie Barsotti doesn’t understand why she’s compelled to visit the same apartment every night as a ghost caught between two worlds. If she’s to have a chance to move on, she needs to find the missing pieces of her life and death through the man who lives there…if only he’d believe in her.

Together they struggle to find the truth about her death and stumble upon a very pleasurable way to time travel, hopeful they can prevent her death. But someone doesn’t want them to discover the truth. And if she’s human again, will she have any memories of her time as a ghost…and more importantly, will she remember the man who helped her find her way?

Here's an excerpt to get you started:

Angel’s body tingled. Her skin rippled with electricity, and she recognized the signs that she’d be transported soon.

Yes. Finally. She closed her eyes, wishing she could rush the transition from her world to his. Cool air prickled her skin and she stood in the man’s dark apartment. With moonlight shining through the sheers, she could make out his form on the sofa.

He jumped up and faced her.

She wanted to speak, but she couldn’t.

“The electricity went off again,” he said.

She frowned.

He stepped closer. “Ghosts don’t exist.”

No. He couldn’t banish her again. She needed something in this world. The lights flickered, sizzled, and then went off again.

Please don’t tell me to go away; it makes me go away. She might not have a voice in this world, but she could at least think it. She would not go, not when potential answers waited in this place.

The man stepped closer. “What are you doing? Angie, why do you keep coming here?”

Don’t tell me to leave…don’t tell me to leave. Pictures flew into her mind. People smiling and laughing. A tree in the corner with white lights and boxes under it….

He’d called her Angie.

“You know me?” Her words came out a whisper, but at least they finally came out. Tears tracked down her cheeks. The electricity flickered on, and then, stayed off. The air stopped sizzling. She blinked to adjust her eyes to the darkness again.

“Christ, this can’t be happening.” He moved his fingers over something in his hand and then pocketed it.

She closed the distance between them and grasped his upper arms, pleading him with her eyes because her voice had left her again.

“Yes, I know you.” He glanced away and looked out the window, let out a huff of breath, and then gazed at her. “Your name is Angie Barsotti and you used to live here.”

No wonder the place felt so familiar. Her spirits lifted. He could help her find out who she was, help her find out what was going on.

“And,” he dragged a hand through his hair. “You died and I don’t believe in ghosts.”

Cold air, cold as ice tore through her, ripping her from the apartment.

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Sunday, December 9, 2012

6 Sentences of Unrequited Christmas Longing

In addition to the carols and decorations and cookies, there's another tradition - the Christmas romance. And this is my first year participating! I'm excited to share my holiday novella, Ask Her At Christmas, with the world. Especially because it's part of an anthology with stories by Jaci Burton and Helen Kay Dimon. Here's a sneak peak. I don't think I'm disclosing to much if I let you know that these two end up together (after all, it is Christmas - you need a happy ending)!

Kyle was yummy from head to toe, and Caitlin had wanted him almost her entire life.
Of course, he didn’t know about her massive crush. She’d never hinted, never let her hands linger for an extra second on his abs when they shared sunscreen at the tiny strip of sand along Lake Michigan they called a beach. She’d never leaned over after splitting a bottle of wine and trailed a finger across the lips she would kill to have touch hers. No, Caitlin played the part of the best-friend-and-nothing-more-than-a-friend to the hilt. Because it would absolutely devastate her if she revealed her longing and he didn’t feel the same way.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Funny & Sweet Christmas Release!

The second most exciting day in a writer's life is release day (the first being the day you sell the book, of course). There's such a thrill about knowing your book is out there in the world, (hopefully) making people laugh and smile and lift their spirits. I've got an extra dose of that today, because my newest release is full of Christmas spirit.

I'm honored to be in an anthology with the New York Times bestsellers Jaci Burton and Helen Kay Dimon. Their stories are heartwarming and wonderful. But today I'm focusing on my story in the anthology, Ask Her At Christmas. It is chock full of a wintry Chicago setting, two people who'll do anything in the name of friendship, and enough Christmasy festive details to make you swear you're smelling the cocoa and pine trees.

Here's a blurb to get you in the spirit:

Caitlin McIntyre's heart stops when her best friend drops to one knee and proposes. Kyle Lockhart never once hinted over the years that he has any idea she's in love with him. Not wanting to jeopardize their friendship, she's never let it slip. Good thing, too, since it turns out he's only practicing—he's about to propose to someone else.

A business merger might not be the most romantic reason to propose to a woman he barely knows, but Kyle's determined to win the respect of the dying father who's never seen him as quite good enough. Kyle's always depended on Caitlin's friendship, while trying to ignore the physical response she arouses. So he turns to her when it comes time to craft his proposal, not realizing his decision will affect their relationship, forever.
This Christmas, Kyle and Caitlin get one last chance to admit their feelings for each other, and find a mutual happily ever after, before he commits his life to another woman and Caitlin leaves town and him…for good.

You can purchase the anthology or my novella alone. Happy Holidays!