Chasing my tail

OH LAWDY! It’s August 1st already. What the hell happened to 2016?

The year has been a blur thus far. Receiving my rights back from Liquid Silver Books on the Dirty White Candy series, means they were all recovered and re-released this year through Syn Publishing.

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In March, I released my very first Sci-Fi Alien Romance.KINDLE

I also attended my very first multi-author book signing at the North Iowa Book Bash! I rubbed elbows with awesome artists such as Sidda Lee Rain, Ella Dominguez, Jenna Jacob and more! I was even fortunate enough to win a table at next year’s event.

Now, as for the remainder of the year…I am working on a super secret project and while I do want to spill the beans, all I can say is that I signed a confidentiality agreement! When I can tell you, I’ll scream it from the mountain tops.

Also, I’m involved in a Winter Anthology through Lavish Publishing. For my contribution, I’ve added 3.5 into the Shifter Chronicles. For the Anthology, the version will be PG-13, but for those who like erotic romance, I’ll be publishing a full-length, sexed up version. I don’t believe cover reveals are all that big of a deal, so I’ll share it with you now. 😀 See, Miss Anita loves you!

Christmas Surprise

In this installment, we get a good look at the Special Forces division of FOSE and Jake’s obsession with Nala’s human friend, Susan. We may even get to find out who is behind the Separatist movement!

There is one more project I’m trying to finish this year, and that’s a Romantic Suspense/Crime Fiction novel. I’m not sure if I can squeeze it in, but if not, it’ll be early 2017 as I’ve already been working on it.

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No, I didn’t go in for plastic surgery. But I did get my shifter series a whole new facelift. The series now looks more cohesive and beautiful!

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Ribbons of Death @EditaBoni

 

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Anita Cox: Welcome Edita A. Petrick!  So you write romance.  Tell us why romance?

Edita: From writer’s point of view, because it’s infinitely more difficult to write than other genres. And from “me” point of view…because my late mother loved reading romances and kept telling me, “Write a nice romance so I can read it. I don’t understand your science fiction.” 

Anita Cox: Do you write in any subgenre?

Edita:  Yep, uhm, of ‘fer sure – for me going back to grassroots is writing science fiction (albeit these days YA sci-fi) And what’s a sci-fi without mystery and suspense – and when you combine all three and throw in a pinch of romance, you get genre that’s nearly impossible to define, especially when you need to tick off only ONE category. 

AC: What is the heat level of your books?

Edita: At Ellora it used to be “Blush” – at NCP, 3-flames max.

AC: Tell us about you.  Do you have any passions other than writing?

Edita:  I’m a collector. At one time or another I used to have a rock collection, stamp collection, ink-drawings collection, pastels and water color collection and lately, of course, book collection.

Anita Cox: I know that you have a very unique hobby. Please tell us about it.

Edita:  I like to refinish old furniture. My great-grandad was a carpenter.

Anita Cox: There was a place from your past that you’ll always remember. How do the memories of it influence your life/writing (either or…take it anywhere you like)?

Edita:  In high school, grade ten I think, I had a poem published in a yearbook.  I was not a very ‘visible’ teenager so when that poem came out, I suddenly felt eyes pinning to me as I walked down the hallway, heading for my classroom. I’ll always rememberw hat it felt like – exhilarating and absolutely terrifying. 

Are most of your works available or do you have what a drawer or closet of “not quite there” work? Do you think any of those old projects will see the light of day? 

Edita:  Not a drawer-full but a boat-load – and they’re coming out, one by one. I’m determined to re-write them, dust them off, so to speak and they will be published, oh yeah, they will.

Anita Cox: What is your writing “system” like, and how has it evolved over the course of your career? 

Edita:  For years I disciplined myself – ruthlessly I’d say – and I would write 5-10 pages every day, regardless of whether I had something to say or not. That phase lasted years and I think of it as my graining grounds. Then came the phase of ‘targeted writing’ – my short stories. I wrote for zines and print magazines and submitted to anthologies.  That phase faded like all fads and I finally settled into “tightly –focused” writing. This means when I sit down to write, I know what genre I’m going to do, what the story is and how it ends. Then I write. 

Anita Cox: Do you have beta readers in your family or circle of friends, or do you trust your own instincts before you publish your works?  

Edita: No one reads my work. By now I know whether the story’s working or not. Most of them are. Once written, it goes to one of my editor-colleagues or friends and that’s it.

I found that like most writers I don’t respond well to criticism in the early stages of the ‘story.’  Once the story’s finished, grammatical overhaul is mandatory and that’s when I do nothing BUT listen.

Anita Cox: What is your most recent book/story release? And could you tell us about it? 

Edita: Hard to answer this one – “Ribbons of Death” came out February 6th from Solstice Publishing. I got some great reviews – but not enough, naturally. April 15h is the release day of my YA science fiction, The Witches of Calamora,  (Wee Creek Press) that’s on pre-order on Amazon; and May 31st is a release day of my paranormal romance thriller with political background, “The Heirloom,” From Vinspire Press.  And if powers-that-be judge me not busy enough promoting, I’m sure Eternal Press will release my new hot-romantic suspense, “Mistress of Deceit,” between now and May 31st. When it rains, it pours. And when I need rain, as in reviews, comes a drought. Never fails.

Anita Cox: What led you to tell this particular story?

Edita:  I was reading National Geographic, with articles on historical ancient sites and as I read (in the doctor’s waiting room) a story started to take shape in my head and that was that. Besides, I love archeology.  If my parents didn’t have their hearts set on engineering I’d have happily buried myself in the archives or lived on dusty digs. 

Anita Cox: Do you think of yourself as a particular type of writer and how do you think that influences the decisions you make about your stories/novels? 

Edita:  I think of myself as a ‘storyteller.’ My stories come to me when I ask: What if…? And if the story stays with me, it gets to be a book. If I lose interest in it, it gets printed out and goes in a folder and into the drawer.

Anita Cox: If you had an unlimited advertising budget, how would you “get the word out” about your latest release? 

Edita: I’d hire the publicist that Dan Brown had for The Da Vinci Code. I believe it was his wife and agent, rolled into one but hey, she was super-effective. Then again, I guess she had a much better book to work with than Brown’s previous work, “Angels and Demons.”  That one was just…a groaner. I couldn’t finish it. But “Code” was much better – it had a stronger ‘human’ element in it.  

Anita Cox: Though we have every expectation that you will live well past 125 years, when you finally find rest, what would you like your tombstone/obituary to say? 

Edita: I read this one many years ago though I’ve no idea whether it was fresh then or…ever.

“Six feet deep underground,

lies a man well renowned

A stubborn mind, a stubborn head

To prove his point he dropped dead.”

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When a horribly scarred man knocks on the door of Stella Hunter’s ramshackle cottage in upstate Montana, she lets him in. What’s there to lose? The book critics killed her chances to warn the world about myths and legends behind the myths and legends.

But once the man pushes a book smudged with bloody fingerprints across the table, Stella sees a glimmer of hope. She may yet repair her academic reputation. She may re-establish her credibility within the scientific community and she may vindicate her ‘peace-taker’ theory. She may also be murdered by anyone standing next to her if her theory is correct.

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He kept his head tucked between his shoulders, watching one ‘on-the-scene’ reporter after another give commentaries to the police and medical work that went on in the background. Suddenly he felt Stella’s hand settle on his and turned his head. She was saying something. He pulled down the earphones because he wasn’t in a lip-reading mood.

“He struck at a local fair,” she said quietly.

He remembered her saying something like that earlier, though at the time it could have been just sarcasm.

“Your prediction was right,” he said.

“Yes but it’s something else. Let me have the laptop.”

He watched her call up a map of Dayton, Ohio, then zoom in and start pointing with the mouse arrow at the names of communities mentioned by the news reporters: Oakwood, Kettering, Whites Corners.

“Here,” she said, pointing the mouse at the red line of Interstate 675. “This is where the southbound effect stopped or played out. I didn’t hear any reports of an outbreak of madness in Belmont or Shakertown. None west of Interstate 75 either. It affected a long strip about half a mile wide at best; in geographical terms certainly a ribbon of madness that ended at I-657.”

“Another atypical strike,” he murmured. They didn’t need more puzzles. They were still trying to make sense of what they had.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

By profession, I’m an engineer and ten years ago, I left a corporate job to concentrate on writing. It was perhaps the scariest thing I’ve done. Of course, there were other considerations at the time, life, kids, economy and my mother who was battling cancer. I wrote as means of staying grounded because I had to hold it together. There was no one else to pitch in. There wasn’t a single moment that I didn’t have doubts about whether what I was doing was the right thing or not, but doubts come and go, while the need to write goes on forever. Since 2005 I’ve published 5 books and this year alone I have 6 new ones coming out. I live in Toronto with my family and our two pets – wheaten terriers. And whenever I’m tempted to look back, and start second-guessing my past decisions, I sit behind the computer and start another book. At least for me, that’s a cure-all.

 

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Perfect Fit by Lynda Simmons

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Fast-paced, funny and incurably romantic.

Rachel Banks has never believed in magic or moonlight, but if she’d thought that putting a piece of wedding cake under her pillow would conjure up a nightmare in the form of blue-eyed charmer Mark Robison, she’d have stuffed that cake into her mouth instead! Mark is only in Madeira Beach for some much needed R&R and his new neighbour is not the kind of woman made for vacation memories. But there’s something about the incurable romantic that just keeps drawing him back.

Jennifer Crusie. Susan Elizabeth Phillips. Lynda Simmons? Oh, yeah!

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 Excerpt:

Amanda snapped on her gear and opened the front door. “That was chance. But this.” She picked up a couple of bags. “This is fate.”

Rachel stopped in the doorway. “Do you really believe that? Do you think it’s possible for two people to be des¬tined for each other? Like soul mates.” She shook her head. “Forget it. Let’s go.”

Amanda blocked the way. “Who did you meet?”

“No one, and I’m late.”

Amanda planted her skates sideways. “You cannot do this. Not after I told you about the real estate broker.”

Rachel looked through the fringe of Amanda’s bangs into her frank green eyes and wondered if she should take a chance. “Let me ask you this. Have you ever heard of dreaming on a piece of wedding cake?”

“Sure, it’s an old custom. Like walking to church because it’s lucky and passing on a green wedding gown because it’s not. But most people serve the cake for dessert these days.”

Rachel tried a smile. “Not all.”

“Someone gave you cake to dream on?” Rachel nodded and it was Amanda’s turn to laugh. “Don’t tell me you did it.”

When Rachel didn’t answer, Amanda’s mouth dropped open and her voice rose. “You did, didn’t you?” She put the bags down. “Okay, I need details. Did you have a dream?”

It was on the tip of Rachel’s tongue to say no, to deny that anything out of the ordinary had occurred. But she found herself nodding and watched Amanda’s eyes grow even rounder.

“Did you see him? The man you’re supposed to marry?”

Rachel took comfort in the fact that her friend had been sucked into the fantasy as easily as she had and nodded a third time.

Amanda stepped closer. “Alright, this next part is really important. Where exactly did they get this cake?”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Lynda Simmons is a writer by day, college instructor by night and aAuthorPic_Perfect Fit late sleeper on weekends. She grew up in Toronto reading Greek mythology, bringing home stray cats and making up stories about bodies in the basement. From an early age, her family knew she would either end up as a writer or the old lady with a hundred cats. As luck would have it, she married a man with allergies so writing it was.

With two daughters to raise, Lynda and her husband moved into a lovely two storey mortgage in Burlington, a small city on the water just outside Toronto. While the girls are grown and gone, Lynda and her husband are still there. And yes, there is a cat – a beautiful, if spoiled, Birman.

When she’s not writing or teaching, Lynda gives serious thought to using the treadmill in her basement. Fortunately, she’s found that if she waits long enough, something urgent will pop up and save her – like a phone call or an e-mail or a whistling kettle. Or even that cat just looking for a little more attention!

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Interview and Final Surrender by Jennifer Kacey

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Anita Cox: Welcome Jennifer Kacey!  So you write romance.  Tell us why romance?

JENNIFER KACEY:  Three words. Happily ever after. I love a happy ending. I love knowing going in that everything will turn out all right. I don’t have a massive amount of free time to read but when I do I want to know the time I’m investing is going to pay off when happiness abounds at the end. So I try to give THAT feeling forward when I write. Makes me happy! 

Anita Cox: Do you write in any subgenre?

JENNIFER KACEY:  Mmm….I write a lot of kink, but I write a good mix or just plain sexy as well. Am about to throw my hat in the paranormal ring which is super exciting, too! Love not having any limits in writing. If I have a story…I write it!!

AC: What is the heat level of your books?

JENNIFER KACEY: What’s the highest number?!? I don’t do sweet. I don’t beat around the bush. *snicker* I tell you  great it was, how loud it was, how many times they came, and how many neighbors called the cops. And how soon they’re going to do it again! Almost forgot that one.

AC: Tell us about you.  Do you have any passions other than writing?

JENNIFER KACEY: Absolutely!! Love traveling strictly for pleasure and for writing conventions. I crochet which I love because it keeps my hands busy especially when I’m working on story plots. Love going to movies with my son and doing projects and puzzles with him. Spending time with my best friends in Buffalo. Love my real job and all my co-workers. Seriously life is awesome.

Anita Cox: You had a very interesting relative/person who strongly influenced you? Who was that and why was she so important? 

JENNIFER KACEY: My grandmother on my Dad’s side. We were just….kindred spirits I think. She was a very no nonsense woman. Grew up during the Depression. Didn’t know how to throw anything out. She knew how to cook, and bake, and could can like her life depended on it. She taught me how to crochet, even though I didn’t hold the hook right. She tried to teach me how to knit but I wanted to stab my eyes out. Hate knitting! She also taught me to quilt, and garden and how to love a horrible devil cat named Tinker. She had bad knees but she never let it stop her. I could sit in a room with her in utter silence and say a million things. When she passed several years ago it hit me so hard even knowing it was coming. I have some of her things around me every day. Her big desk is in my office at my day job. I wear her wedding rings every day. Miss her dearly and can’t wait until we will get to talk again.  

Anita Cox: There was a place from your past that you’ll always remember. How do the memories of it influence your life/writing?

JENNIFER KACEY:  My grandparent’s house in Valpo. The feeling I get when I think of that house and property is the feeling I hope people get when they finish one of my books. Like coming home. Great memories and ones you want to revisit. The apple tree in the back. The ice cream freezer in the breezeway. The woodsy scent of the garage. Catching fireflies with my brother and feeling the breeze in the fall before the snow. I’ll never forget that place. 

Are most of your works available or do you have what a drawer or closet of “not quite there” work? Do you think any of those old projects will see the light of day? 

JENNIFER KACEY: Have quite a few projects that aren’t out yet. Some are turned in already. Some I’ve only shown 2 people ever. I love my stories. Truly love them. Love getting to share them with people that love them just as much as I do. I hope everything I have will be published at some point. It’s all about finding time in the day to get it all done. Which is fine because I already told my mom we can never die because we have too much to do. Oh! And I’ll sleep when I’m dead. That’s a goodie. 

Anita Cox: What is your writing “system” like, and how has it evolved over the course of your career?

JENNIFER KACEY: Write. Seriously. That’s it. I can write anywhere as long as I have my laptop. I can even write long hand if I have to. Like hell freezing over or me forgetting my laptop charger on a trip. OH SO NOT AWESOME!!! 

Anita Cox: Do you have beta readers in your family or circle of friends, or do you trust your own instincts before you publish your works?

JENNIFER KACEY: Totally depends on my deadlines and what the project is. Final Surrender had probably been read by a dozen people before I decided to send it to Samhain. It was a perfect fit there. Other things I have to bang out, self-edit, and get turned in. All situational. 

Anita Cox: Do you think of yourself as a particular type of writer and how do you think that influences the decisions you make about your stories/novels? 

JENNIFER KACEY: No clue. I write so I’m a writer. Love not having to fit the round peg of myself into a square hole. I’ll bounce around in the middle with all the other shapes and that suits me just fine. 

Anita Cox: What is your most recent book/story release? And could you tell us about it? 

JENNIFER KACEY: Elite Metal. An 8 novel / 7 author cohesive military set. One story leading into the next into the next. So awesome! We had a blast and are working on book two now. Elite Ghosts. WOO HOO!!!!

Anita Cox: What led you to tell this particular story? 

JENNIFER KACEY: Wanted to write with a bunch of my friends and the concept hadn’t been tapped before. I was more than happy to fill that niche and it’s done amazingly well. 

Anita Cox: Which part of your story was the most difficult to write? Why? 

JENNIFER KACEY: The first story. Lots of drama happened with that story and right at the end the whole thing had to be re-written. It was crazy! Love how it turned out though. Couldn’t be happier.

Anita Cox: If your next birthday party were going to have a theme based on one of your books, what would it be? 

JENNIFER KACEY: OMG I’d want it to be a kink party based off of my Members Only series. Every dark, delicious and decadent fantasy I could ever think of right at my fingertips?!? SIGN ME UP!!!!

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Ten years ago, Angela Meyers told everyone she went to New York to find herself. It was a lie. She fled from the aftermath of one hot night with Clay Waters. A night filled with wet heat, all-consuming releases…then his regret.

Now, with a stalker threatening to destroy her career, there’s only one man she trusts to protect her. The man she still loves, hates, needs with every breath she takes.

It’s not that Clay never craved his best friend’s younger sister. With a ticket to boot camp burning a hole in his pocket, he couldn’t allow himself to love her. The moment he lays eyes on her again, the old need—to take down her tightly wound hair, press her long, lean body to his—surges inside him stronger than ever.

But this is no ordinary bodyguard assignment. The best way to identify the voice in Angela’s shadow is to lure it into the light of day. Even if it means convincing her to trust him with her heart…and surrendering his own.

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“You need to show him the park,” Mark commanded, as if somehow reading her mind and finding the one spot she didn’t want to share.

She turned as best she could and shot him her best Go to Hell look.

“What?” he asked with complete ignorance. “He needs to know where you go when you want to be alone. You love that place and you’re there all the time.”

“Yes, and it’s where I go to be alone, Mark.”

“What park?” Clay asked.

Angela opened her mouth to tell him it didn’t matter, when Mark butted right in. “Madison Square Park right off Park Avenue and East 26th Street.”

“Mark, shut up!” Angela barked.

“No, I’m not going to let you sabotage this, Ang. Clay needs to know where you are at all times, so you aren’t going to be able to just flit anywhere by yourself anymore. At least not until we get a handle on this.”

“The only situation I have at the moment is an overbearing brother who doesn’t know when to back off.”

“Yes, you definitely have that,” he admitted with a smirk.

“The fact that you think this is a good thing is really starting to piss me off.” She rolled her shoulders, trying to lessen the tension building again.

After a minute of silence, Clay asked, “So, where do you grocery shop?” Obviously trying to change the subject so he didn’t have to separate the siblings next to him.

“Meat district, west of the island, on 14th Street, straight down from the studio.”

“Food. I’m hungry,” Mark admitted.

“You’re always hungry, Mark. Do you not eat at home?”

On cue his stomach growled and he patted it, as if to quell the rising beast within.

“Where are we now?” Mark asked no one in particular.

“In Midtown on Park Avenue. Why?” Angela wanted to know.

“Meli Melo is right up the next block. Let’s get takeout and we’ll go back to your apartment and eat, so I can crash early and get packed since I’m leaving pretty early tomorrow morning.”

Angela’s heart stopped, not certain why she thought her brother would be staying longer. Obviously he didn’t know she needed a chaperone.

Clay asked, “What is a melli marshmallow anyways?”

Mark threw his head back and laughed as Angela gave a small snort and said, “You are a Texan, huh?”

“Born and branded,” Clay admitted with no humor whatsoever.

“Meli Melo is a restaurant with the best food.”

“That’s what you say about every restaurant in New York.”

“Yeah, but this time it’s true. What about you, Ang, you up for it?”

“That’s fine with me. I’m not really hungry, so just order me something little and you guys get whatever you want.”

“Clay, what about you?” Mark asked, completely pleased he was going to get his way.

“Sure, as long as I don’t have to eat raw fish, back home we call that bait, so other than that, I’m game.”

“Sweet, head over between 29th and 30th on Madison.”

While the cabbie maneuvered through traffic, Angela glanced at the clock and couldn’t see where the time had gone.

Clay had already been there more than five hours.

As they pulled up in front of the restaurant, Mark asked, “You guys coming in?” as they all exited the cab.

Angela paid, before Mark could even get his wallet out then said, “No, just order me a salad and some crepes.”

“Clay?”

“Just order me something that’s not rabbit food. I’ll stay with Angela.”

His eyes raked over, but she kept her gaze on the passing traffic, trying not to notice.

“’Kay, see you guys in a few,” Mark agreed as he entered the restaurant, more or less drooling on the patrons trying to leave.

Angela took a deep breath, trying to calm her still racing heart.

Unable to help herself any longer, she stole a glance in Clay’s direction.

He caught her looking and smirked.

Being taunted really wasn’t what she needed, so she turned and faced him head-on. She may have added a little bit more sass to her walk as she sauntered in his direction. Let’s see how he felt if he was put on stage to answer personal questions.

“So when did you get the scar on your cheek, Clay?”

The instant scowl on his face was all she needed to know.

She looked at the ground before glancing back at his gorgeous face. “You don’t have to answer if it’s private.”

“We’re a bit past private at this point, don’t you think, Angela?” 

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Jennifer Kacey is a writer, mother, and business owner living with AuthorPhoto_FinalSurrenderher family in Texas. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. She’s the Amazon top seller and award winning author of the Members Only Series and the Surrender Series along with several stand alone novels and novellas. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less. 

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Short Circuit Time by @Diane_Saxon

I had the pleasure of working with Diane Saxon on the Paranormally Yours anthology, so when she mentioned that she was releasing a book, I had to have her on my blog.  Here is her new gem below!

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Short Circuit Time by Diane Saxon

In the year 2086, Zaphira is alone, the last survivor of biological warfare on Earth. Before he died, her scientist father promised other survivors would come. Nobody has. So when a horribly mangled android shows up claiming to be her father’s assistant, Aiden, who has been sent through time to rescue her, she’s both frightened and astounded.

The last time she’d seen Aiden, she’d been sixteen, head-over-heels in love with him and had literally thrown herself at him, leaving her devastated by his rejection and him running for the hills. The following day, she’d been told of his death.

Eight years later he’s miraculously back, this time asking for her help. Without it, he won’t survive. But can she really put a dead man back together with tweezers?

For Aiden, everything has changed. There are no other humans, no government, and time travel has left his new android body unexpectedly weak and suffering from inexplicable genetic changes in eye and hair color, brought about by his molecular shake-up. Unbelievably, the scientist who sent him is dead, and he must rely on the scientist’s daughter to help him. A woman who he’s not so sure has his best interests at heart.

The last time he’d seen her, Zaphira had been a sixteen year old with a dangerous crush on him and he’d been rocked by the turmoil of his own feelings. Now she’s twenty four and literally holds his survival in her hands. Too bad everything he does and says seems to annoy her.

Trusting her might be his undoing. But he is left with no choice.

For Zaphira, getting used to the transformation of old Aiden to android Aiden requires a large mental leap. But when android Aiden starts to rebuild his human form to a new and improved standard, things start to get tricky.

The Aiden she loved as a little girl was her father’s nerdy assistant. The new Aiden is hot. But are her feelings as strong eight years later or are they simply a cherished memory?

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Prologue

She narrowed her eyes and squinted at the skinny geek stumbling backward out of the passenger seat of her father’s car. She’d waited all day for the rumble of the engine of her daddy’s convertible. The old car had a distinct stutter and a sly rev she fantasized was because it had a mind of its own.

She smiled awkwardly, her mouth pulled tight across her braces and she pressed her fingers over her top lip to stop it from catching on the edge, rolling and making her look like a feral cat. Her face ached. They’d tightened the braces again and it hurt so much more this time. The smile dropped from her lips only to ping back up again as the geek caught his shoe on some piece of equipment in the foot well of her daddy’s car. He flipped backward, his gangly arms pin wheeling until he landed on his ass on the floor, minus his shoe.

He whipped his head up and she stepped back from the window hoping he hadn’t heard her girlish giggles. He wouldn’t be impressed. He was so much older and more mature.

Not many would believe he was twelve years her senior. Not with his thick russet hair falling in a boyish flop over his forehead, his fine gold-rimmed glasses perched right on the end of his nose.

Her heart fluttered in her chest as she chanced another peek.

His arms full of equipment, flushed to his hairline, he staggered toward the front door of her home. Adrenaline pumped hot through her veins. She took a few skips toward the hallway, ran back to the window to see her father’s car pulling away from the curbside. Her mother was out. She was the only one there to open the door. She darted back, hesitated, her pulse thrumming in the base of her throat.

A dull thud shuddered the door in its frame and she shot forward, wrenched it open before he did any further damage. His shoulder slid across the oak panel and he shot sideways through the entrance, his skinny limbs racing to keep up with the speed of his body, but to no avail. His foot skidded and down he went. The clatter of laboratory equipment skidding across the wooden floor filled her ears as did his quiet Irish curse.

“Bollocks.”

Stifling another snigger, she crouched to help, casting furtive little glances at him as he came to his knees, straightened his waistcoat and touched his fingers to his bow tie, ensuring it was still there.

“Hi Aiden.”

His deep frown almost made her stutter, but she knew he couldn’t sustain his annoyance. His small nervous cough made her smile.

“Hey.” The sound of his soft, smooth voice made her light-headed and she stopped what she was doing to gaze deep into his eyes.

He pushed his glasses further up his nose and glared at her. Unperturbed, she met his beautiful gaze with a lovesick one of her own.

“Do you need a hand down to the lab?” He dropped his gaze to her mouth. Her speech lisped embarrassingly through her clenched together teeth. She hated her braces, couldn’t wait to have them removed.

“No.”

Not wanting him to go yet, she piled another few items on top of the ones already in his arms and resisted the urge to stroke her fingers along the sleeve of his tweed jacket.

“Can I get you a coffee?”

“Zaphira…” he sighed, “Thank you, but no. I have work your father wants me to complete. I don’t want to be disturbed.”

Her chest ached. Just a little. The same as it always ached when he rejected her offers.

She bent to pick up Paco, her new puppy, snuggled her face into his thick fur and took comfort from his squirming, plump body as she hugged him close and let him lick sweet kisses across her chin.

Aiden paused at the lab door then glanced at her over his shoulder and her heart hitched again. There. It was there, the glint in his eye. The one that told her every time she was about to give up that there was a spark of interest. There was hope. 

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Where to Find Diane Saxon

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About the Author

Diane Saxon lives in the Shropshire countryside with her tall, dark, handsome husband, two gorgeous daughters, a Dalmatian, one-eyed kitten, ginger cat, four chickens and a new black Labrador puppy called Beau, whose name has been borrowed for her hero in For Heaven’s Cakes.

 

After working for years in a demanding job, on-call and travelling great distances, Diane gave it all up when her husband said “follow that dream”.

 

Having been hidden all too long, her characters have burst forth demanding plot lines of their own and she’s found the more she lets them, the more they’re inclined to run wild.

 

Previous Books:

 

Loving Lydia -Atlantic Divide Book 1

Bad Girl Bill – Atlantic Divide Book 2

Finding Zoe – Atlantic Divide Book 3

Flight of Her Life

Flynn’s Kiss – Disarmed & Dangerous Book 1

For Heaven’s Cakes – Paranormally Yours Anthology

 

 

Release Day! Saving Grace

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I have worked myself to the bone since October writing, editing, plotting…ok, not in that order.

I had already plotted the series when I was invited to join Paranormally Yours, so it was easy to toss a prequel in to give Grace’s backstory.

I finished writing Book 1 before the anthology was released and wrapped up Book 2, while the first was in edits. Oh, edits. I nearly cried. Just when you think you understand your craft, a good editor will dish out a slice of humble pie. I’m thankful she was so hard on me. She wanted nothing more than to put out a great book. Though I honestly don’t remember working so hard on a novel.

I digress! I’m super happy to announce that today is release day for Book 1, Saving Grace,  in my new series, Lycan Chronicles, an Erotic Paranormal Romance.

The Prequel, Pursuing Grace is currently only found in the anthology Paranormally Yours (until March.) There’s a sneak peek of Book 2, Resurrection, at the end of Book 1!!! So, without further ado…

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Already struggling with her royal status, Lycan Princess Grace McGovern faces the challenge of accepting a mate. The very sexy Roman LaRossa, is already infatuated with Grace. He’s also her pack’s Beta. As Grace’s was raised in the human world, she is determined to bring Lycan women’s rights up to speed, bringing them equality and protection for the violence they face from the Scottsboro pack’s supernatural puppy mill. Can Grace succeed in her goals or will the Scottsboro pack win by kidnapping her and using her to breed her royal blood into their pack until there’s nothing left of her?

Jagger Merrell, Alpha of the Scottsboro pack, takes great pride in his need to bring an end to the Lycan Clan and will do anything and everything he can to bring it and their too independently minded Princess, Grace McGovern to her knees. Will he finally rule the Kingdom of Lycan and tame this odd Alpha Princess once and for all?

Roman, the Belfast Pack’s Beta, has always loved Grace but will his chauvinist and controlling ways cause her to refuse him as her King?

Can Grace find love with Roman? Can Roman save her from Jagger? Who will win this battle of wills to rule the Kingdom of the Lycan?

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Introduction to Author Red Snapper @Wordsexy

I’d like to introduce you to Red Snapper, author of numerous Erotic Romance novels and the host of WordSexy Radio. I met Red on facebook one day and he invited me to be on his show. It was the most fun I’d had on a radio show thus far. He does a fantastic job getting his guests to open up and relax.

We’ve had discussions about everything from publishing to race relations. (Can’t we all just get along?) He might enjoy the banter, but if you hang in there for awhile and dig deeper you find out that he has a love of all things historical. He’s very intelligent and quite articulate.  He opens his arms and doors to authors of all types of publishing, all genres, all races and all backgrounds. I find this to be a rare quality in this industry. There are cliques. There are blogs that won’t host you if you’re self-published. There is definately segregation, though no one will talk about it.

So with that introduction, I’m honored and pleased to introduce you to Red and one of his latest books.

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Amorous After Dark

Red Snapper

Genre: Erotic Romance

Publisher: Wordsexy

Date of Publication:  June 19, 2014

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No. of Pages: 179

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Book Description:

A seductive tale of lust and revenge, Amorous charts the eccentric life of Amorous Wimberly — who discovers she has a slight predicament that she must deal with, she loves having wild and crazy sex, lots of it. Somebody’s body, anybody’s body will do as long as she keeps her seductive secret hidden away in her undisclosed closet, knowing how people judge, especially women thus, a Freak is born.

By day she’s this mild-mannered Corporate Executive that is extremely ambitious and is soaring rapidly up the corporate ladder, but by night she lives in this erotic underworld that involves her experiencing the most sensuous and intense sexual pleasures established by mankind. Her surreptitious existence as an extremely expensive call girl gives her the sexual satisfaction and fulfillment that she so desperately needs but is it enough?

As she embarks on her journey, she lands the project of her dreams as her corporation sends her on a special assignment on the Caribbean Island of the Bahamas. Little does she know that this perfect assignment is actually a corporate cover-up for a much deeper scheme to swindle millions from the corporation! As she finds herself caught in the middle of all the chaos, will Amorous finds her way out of this corporate dilemma and return to her lifestyle of desire or will she fall prey to the ones who are setting her up for failure? Amorous needs to find out who’s fooling who before she ends up the fool or becomes one who finds themselves behind bars or even dead!

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About the Author:  

Redsnapper is an African American Writer. He has written in various genres, including erotica fiction and paranormal romance fiction.

Redsnapper has always enjoyed writing erotica and paranormal fiction from a very young age, but got serious about publish while in college.

Other books by Red:

Scandalous Motives

Scandalous Motives: Relentless Ambitions

Scandalous Motives: Heartless Reactions

Memoirs of a Creole Crime Cartel

Seductive Company

Acts of Congress

A Sisterhood’s Burning Desire

Anthology:

Contagious Lust

Paranormal Erotica Fiction:

Curse of the Nocturnal Seductress: The Nocturnal Bliss Series -Book One

The Peculiar Ones: The Plantation in Windsor Ruins – The Dark Legend Series -Book One

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Is Erotica in Danger from Amazon?

So, are my books going get pulled from Amazon?

There is no short answer to this question. After a recent blog post from one of my colleagues had worried another I started to dig. First, I’m not going to just cite the blogs of other authors – that’s a rumor. I don’t spread rumors, or I try not to. Okay, maybe I gossip a little but what I’m looking for here are facts. This is an important issue so… let’s see what I can find.

Trigger Warning!

First, a bit about me. I survived child molestation. I’m also a wife and a mother. So, this isn’t totally unbiased and I’m going to swear so. TRIGGER FUCKING WARNING.

I’m also a US Citizen so when I talk about “society, values  and laws” it’s our culture to which I refer.

What’s being pulled?

The sick fuck who wrote the Pedophiles Guide is in jail. The judge denied his request for a lower bond…Yes, his book was pulled. It violated the law (thankfully there are laws on the books on the subject matter.) We, as a society, have decided raping children is bad. As a mother – I’ll cut off your dick and feed it to you if you come anywhere near my children.

When it started

In the fall of 2013 (thereabout) there were a plethora of books yanked by Amazon. Some were put back up, some were not.

Lily White’s book was taken down and never put back up. Some of Selena Kitt’s books were also removed.

The Guideline

But we have to remember that there is a reason there’s a taboo list. Almost every single publishing house has a list that looks something like this:

  • Pedophilia
  • Rape or incest
  • Necrophilia (does not pertain to vampires or other “undead” characters)
  • Hate messages to any race, gender, religion, or sexuality
  • Bestiality
  • Sexual content with participants under the age of 18

Why? Because society has deemed this indecent, illegal and immoral. Bestiality is one subject where we can walk a fine line. We can have shifters/werewolves etc and have the sex… but not in animal form. You have to know where that line is.

Crossing into pedophilia and incest??? I have my own feelings on the matter and those feelings are pretty strong. Obviously.

Rape for Titillation

This, believe it or not, is getting it’s own section for a reason. Rape is bad. Rape is evil. Rapists deserve to die.

But Anita? What about Rape Fantasies?

Exactly. Some willing participants actually act out rape fantasies with their partners. I’m sure Freud would have a field day with this issue, and I’m no psychologist. But if the participants are actually WILLING and CONSENTING but ACTING it out, there’s nothing wrong with it.

A survivor can actually use this as a healing tool. How? Well, for one, the “victim” can set the parameters. They tell their partner the scenario they desire then the two enact it later on. So the “victim” is actually in control. As a survivor, I can tell you that this can be quite liberating.

But it’s not for everyone. And it can actually trigger things like panic attacks and flashbacks. The scars left behind from rape, molestation and other childhood trauma run deep. For some, they never heal. That’s why there’s community standards regarding these topics. BECAUSE WE DON’T WANT TO ENCOURAGE RAPE, INCEST AND PEDOPHILIA.

Censorship

Censorship exists to protect the innocent and to set some standards. I have mixed feelings on censorship myself. I have no desire to fall back into the Victorian Era’s puritanical ideas of what is decent and what is not. But for Christ’s Sake, a Pedophile’s Guide isn’t something we want available for sale. Thankfully, Amazon used better judgement when it was brought to their attention. And the guy is now in jail, probably where he belongs.

As authors, we have to exercise some common sense. We can’t slap a pornographic cover on our book, then bitch that it got pulled. You can’t write taboo topics then whine that it got yanked. Why?

Don’t Bite the Hand that Feeds You!

I think some of these authors who are complaining forget one small detail. If it weren’t for Amazon starting the self-publishing revolution by giving us a gateway to our readers, we’d be stuck with only vanity publishers as our only outlet. And that, folks, would be a crime.

Amazon is still a business. They have their own community standards and if you want to publish through them, then you have to follow those standards. You are not ENTITLED to publish your work through them. They ALLOW you to do so.

Amazon is our largest and most powerful friend. But if we consistently spread rumors about them being the bad guy… why would they continue to help us?

Amazon has been the Indie champion for awhile now. They are the main retail outlet for us. Don’t attack them for having standards. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.

Where are all of the news articles?

I searched for awhile. I found blog posts and Kindle Forum discussions but not a lot in the way of reputable news outlets reporting on the issue. So it’s not a big issue IMHO.

So authors, quit freaking out. Use a bit of common sense when writing your books. Understand the guidelines with the retailers. Follow them.

And if your book gets yanked? Sell it on your own site. You have that power.

Covers Revealed

As the publisher nears a release date for my Dirty White Candy trilogy, they’ve finalized the covers and today, I’m sharing them with you.

Here are the three covers for your viewing pleasure:

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