tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49928208003024252572024-02-15T20:34:43.013-08:00Lizzie's Way!Monday - Memory Lane/Updates/Question,
Wednesday - Favorite Places/Food/Dreams/Question,
Friday - In the Spotlight.Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.comBlogger561125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-34712605007382555192016-06-29T09:36:00.003-07:002016-06-29T09:36:53.109-07:00Starting in Singapore!Have managed to get into the blog after months of not. Go figure on today's technology and the non-expert such as myself.<br />
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Anyway, while I'm here want to share a few pictures from the April trip. Regret there are none for one of the most fun events. Got caught up in a Chinese New Year's celebration in Penang, Malaysia and wasn't able to get pictures with all the water flying. Husband had to cover his camera with his hat to keep it from getting wet.<br />
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But, there were a lot of fun things on the trips that covered Singapore, Penang, Sri Lanka, India, Oman & Dubai.<br />
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We'll start with a few pictures taken in Singapore.<br />
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Hot and humid is an understatement to describe the weather. If the humidity had been another notch higher there would have been wet stuff falling from the sky. Walking out the door of the hotel led to being soaked with sweat in minutes, so why not add rain to the mix.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The table hotel (nickname) in Singapore. Gardens at bottom are beautiful. The haze is the humidity.</span><br /><br /><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Beautiful. And they light up at night!</span><br /><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Eye in Singapore is larger than the one in London. </span><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Home of the Singapore Sling!</span><br /><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Original air conditioning at Raffles. Still works!</span><br /> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Made friends with the staff at the bar. When we left they signed a card with the original recipe on it.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">A fun stay in Singapore and yes, I would go again!</span></div>
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-33199303268691882892016-06-22T09:14:00.001-07:002016-06-22T09:14:41.517-07:00I'm Back!Miracles do happen! I was able to get into my blog this morning after being rejected numerous times. Don't ask why...I won't.<br />
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So, starting next week I will commence blogging. Have had changes in the back of my and will move forward with those.<br />
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In the meantime, this me hanging with a bull in San Juan last December. Yes, I was relaxed and had a great time. Look forward to the next trip!<br />
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-10456069699887536522015-11-20T08:58:00.000-08:002015-11-20T08:58:38.276-08:00Spotlight Friday: Leigh Goff #YA #witchtrials #history
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everyone to a little American witch history. The first American witch trials
took place in Wethersfield, Connecticut, a historic Puritan town near Hartford,
in the sixteen-sixties. During this time, the Puritan population of
Wethersfield was suffering from bouts of sickness and mental fits, for which
they blamed the devil, who was surely acting through powerful female vessels
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another and casted blame on women like Rebecca Greensmith. In 1662, several
witnesses spied her dancing, drinking, and making merry in the woods with other
accused witches. Then a neighbor afflicted with fits of blasphemy accused
Rebecca of bewitching her. The Wethersfield witch hunts were followed by trials
presided over by the Reverend Increase Mather (his son, Cotton, grew up to be
just like dad and, a few decades later, had his own hands bloodied with the
Salem Witch Trials). Rebecca, who was not afraid to hide her wicked side,
admitted to having conversations with the devil, claiming to form a pact with
him, as well as colluding with other witches in the woods. Her shocking
confession along with, in the Reverend Mather's judgment, her lack of fear for
God, her familiarity with the devil, and her involvement in unnatural events,
was enough for him to condemn her to death by hanging.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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me to wonder…what if Rebecca's story did not end there? After all, she admitted
to having an alliance with a powerful figure and she had a reputation for
hexing neighbors. Who is to say she did not have time to take her vengeance on
the Mather bloodline before the noose slipped over her neck?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the Wethersfield history inspired my newly released YA fantasy,
<b>Disenchanted</b>, where Sophie Goodchild, my curious and
impetuous sixteen-year-old half-witch protagonist, is a modern-day descendant
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her emerging magic and deals with a group of full-blooded witch frenemies, her
impatience and curiosity lead her into trouble. She meets the mysterious
Alexavier Mather, a descendant of Increase Mather who had a hand in hanging
Sophie's ancestor at Gallows Hill. When he reveals his name, she immediately
hates him, but senses he is hiding a dark secret and there’s nothing Sophie
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delves into the mysteries from both their families’ pasts. Then she begins to
fall for the forbidden Alexavier who reveals that his bloodline is hexed with a
true love curse that could destroy them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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charm and find an ancient book of dark spells, she might be able to disenchant
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has a nasty secret of his own that will drive Sophie to make an impossible
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the glass jar tumbled from my fingers and smashed into tiny shards against the
porcelain of the sink. I crumpled to the bathroom floor. The vision of
Elizabeth’s last night was her final message. I cradled my face in my hands. My
hatred for the judge was no different from Rebecca’s in its depth and darkness.
I hated that it was, but I was going to need it. It would carry me through the
ritual necessary to save Alexavier. I gripped the edge of the vanity and pulled
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bloodcharm and dressed in the uniform then took a deep breath as I slid the
ceremonial black robe off its hanger and tied the satin belt around my waist. I
smoothed my hands against the front panels of fabric, feeling the cold silk
against my fingertips. An icy trickle of darkness, the same liquid black ice I
felt before listening to Judge Mather and Laney, traveled the length of my arm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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my impetuous nature, allowing me to feed slowly on the hatred and control it.
The coldness flowed through my veins and to the lengths of each limb. The icy
darkness pooled in my chest and chilled my heart.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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“Elizabeth, I hope you’re right about the magic in me being able to change
black hearts ’cause I’m going to need it for my own.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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startling me to a more alert state. “Hold on,” I shouted. I opened the duffel
bag and removed the knife and vial before tossing the robe in. I stuffed the
small items in my skirt pocket and carried the bag with me downstairs, setting
it in the foyer. I clenched my hands tightly together before opening the door.
“Cal? What are you doing here?” I asked, shocked to see him on my doorstep.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“I was worried about you,”
he said abruptly, entering the house and grabbing me by the hand.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“I don’t have time for
this right now. I have a meeting with my aunt tonight,” I implored impatiently.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“A meeting?” He noticed
the gray skirt and white shirt. “Not yet.” He led me to the kitchen and pulled
a chair out.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">He studied me and
grimaced. “Sophie, I don’t know what’s going on, but I get the feeling you’re
in trouble.” Perhaps it was his connection to tribal magic, but beyond his
tough guy exterior, he was surprisingly intuitive.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“Cal, I’ll be fine. I’m a
little stressed and tired, that’s all.” I blinked, feeling a strange weight on
my lashes. I glanced at my hands, turning them over. My skin looked
luminescent. Flawless. I smacked my lips together, feeling their plumpness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">He scrunched his face up
as he eyed me. “Tired? You don’t look tired. Are you wearing makeup?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">I raced to the foyer
mirror, out of Cal’s view. My heart-shaped lips bloomed a blood red, my lashes
thickened and bowed upward like the arms of a goddess, a dewy glow radiated
from my flawless ivory complexion, and as I watched, the messy knot unrolled
down the length of my back into a wavy sea of glossy sable hair. My mouth fell
open.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“I wasn’t finished.” Cal
marched toward me. “Whoa. What is going on?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">I turned to him, having to
act like I normally did. “Nothing.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">His eyebrows arched.
“Something. Did you get a makeover in the last thirty-seconds?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and draped the long smooth tresses over one shoulder. “I’m trying something
new. Don’t make fun.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">He shook his head,
stupefied. “Whatever. I came here to give you something.” He took a breath as
if to say something else, but he stopped. Our friendship had evolved and
deepened into a mutual love for each other; a love between friends, but
nonetheless sacred and forever.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">I shook my hands at him.
“Cal, don’t. It’s not...”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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of his jeans and extracted a tangle of black leather string. Angst crossed his
bronzed brow. “I want you to wear this.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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resting in his open palm; a small wood carving attached to leather strands. The
amulet was the size of a postage stamp.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“It’s a talisman carved
from eucalyptus wood. It wards off evil spirits and will protect you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“Is this a white magic
token?” He smiled without explanation. “Cal, it’s incredibly thoughtful of you.
I love it. But I can’t take that.” I didn’t deserve to wear it at the moment,
not as the darkness spread through me like the poison Romeo drank, silencing
the warmth in my heart. My lips tingled. “Your mom wouldn’t like it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">His lips twisted to the
side and his expression was one of rejection. “I think she would be okay if she
saw it on you.” He smiled, a hint of sadness seeped into the corners of his
mouth. “Here...” He took my hand and looped the leather around so the talisman
dangled delicately from my wrist. I could feel his gentle touch on my skin as
he secured it. He placed his large hands on my shoulders and looked at me.
“Promise you’ll be okay?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">A laugh cracked through my
stress. “Promise.” Cal’s sentiment was deeply appreciated. He never failed to
make me laugh, even as the temperature of my heart dropped.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">He leaned in and kissed my
cheek as a small tear escaped from my eyes. “You better be.” The doorbell rang
again. It was too late to stop him. In one long stride, Cal turned the knob
before I could move.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">Alexavier stood in the
doorway, glaring at Callum with disapproval and irritation. “Callum, what a
surprise to find you here,” he said gruffly, sarcasm saturating his voice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“I’m trying to take care
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">I didn’t want Cal to mess
this up. I still needed one thing from Alexavier. Alexavier spoke directly to
him. “Callum, I know you care about Sophie, but I can take care of her. She
doesn’t need you.” He kept his voice low, but his tone was protective and
threatening.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“Callum, this will not end
well for you if you insist on challenging me,” Alexavier warned. His voice
remained even, but his body was poised to fight if Callum insisted.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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stomped toward them. “Please, stop this. Please! I care about you both, but
Callum, you need to go,” I pleaded, fearing Cal would snap. I pulled on
Alexavier’s arm roughly to break the defensive eye contact he maintained with
Callum.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“I’m not afraid, Mather. I
also don’t need my fists to prove I’m the better man. Sophie will see that one
day,” he snarled ferociously.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">I flashed my eyes wide. My
jaw jutted out. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This was the last thing
I wanted to deal with or could deal with and I feared what I would do under the
influence of my choice. “Callum... leave now!” I didn’t care about hurting
anyone’s feelings at the moment. My emotions were shifting beyond that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">He pushed past Alexavier
in a huff to leave. Alexavier ignored the action, focusing his attention on me.
I was relieved he didn’t engage Callum in a fight. He stood before me,
astoundingly handsome in a blue button down shirt. He grasped my hands and
looked deeply into my eyes. “What was that all about?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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skipped a beat. “I’m sorry about Callum. I don’t know what got into him.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“Jealousy, I would say. I
warned you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">“I don’t want to believe
that’s it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times","serif"; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Helvetica Neue";">His fingers gently pressed
against my hand and wrist, lifting them to inspect the talisman. “Did he give
you this?” A combination of regret and jealousy lined his voice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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under a black cloud from the past where Rebecca’s curse and his father’s
mistakes affected us in the present. And after tonight, even if the ritual went
according to plan, there was no guarantee things would be the same or better
for us. I was risking my life and my soul. Even if I survived breaking the
curse and the reconversion, I would be different, changed, tainted from the
black magic I had already invited into my heart and it might all be for
nothing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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artist with the Maryland State Arts Council. Her debut novel, Disenchanted, was
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-52645302601600319172015-11-13T13:09:00.001-08:002015-11-13T13:09:23.427-08:00Friday Spotlight: Marci Boudreaux Entertrains Again #newrelease #romance<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxM6Kt2ThPwaHhei5AHIHXI_m7Bq3rnLrjEjE5RYvMZPKShqN7ijPkknk8gfXapN1FTgE67zqGsluXJevodlqXtjJN3QWrlNakjg6zk28n2XjcVzzXAEsHLvEbDPtPe1q9JBpe7SBsWbEU/s1600/the-forgotten-road_final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxM6Kt2ThPwaHhei5AHIHXI_m7Bq3rnLrjEjE5RYvMZPKShqN7ijPkknk8gfXapN1FTgE67zqGsluXJevodlqXtjJN3QWrlNakjg6zk28n2XjcVzzXAEsHLvEbDPtPe1q9JBpe7SBsWbEU/s320/the-forgotten-road_final.jpg" /></a>I’m so thrilled that <b>The Forgotten Path</b> is now available! Some of you may know, I not only write contemporary romance as< b>Marci Boudreaux</span></div>
, but I write steaming hot erotica as< b><a href="http://emiliamancini.com/">Emilia Mancini</a>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">This book really was a labor of love. A very long, painful labor… <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i>Oh, God, don’t say it</i>, she silently pled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He tried again. “For the longest time…” He a humorless laugh left him as he let his words trail again. Finally, he met her gaze again. “You’re probably going to fire me, but—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She shook her head. “I can’t fire you, Marcus. You’re invaluable. Whatever it is, I’m sure you can work it out.” She took a step and tried to squeeze by him. “Just take a few days off or…” Great. Now she was the one who couldn’t finish a thought. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He dropped his hand to her hip, and she closed her eyes. His touch sent volts of electricity shooting through her, lighting every nerve. She wanted nothing more than to lean up and kiss the life right out of the man. For some reason, though, putting herself in a position where she could be sued for sexual harassment didn’t seem like a wise business move. Not that she thought Marcus would ever go that far, but people change. Situations get awkward and out of hand.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Marcus,” she whispered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She licked her lips and lowered her face. <i>Shit. He said it</i>. The elephant in the room was out there now and neither could ignore it any longer. “I’m your boss.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“I can’t. <i>We</i> can’t.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“I know. But I swear to God, I’m about to lose my mind from wanting you.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Tell me you don’t feel the same,” he whispered. “Tell me to stop. And I will.”</span></div>
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and <a href="https://marciboudreaux.wordpress.com/"><b>blog</b></a>. Stay connected on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/authorMarciBoudreaux"><b>Facebook</b></a>and <a href="https://twitter.com/MarciBoudreaux"><b>Twitter</b></a>.<o:p></o:p><br />Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-89895544422072093672015-11-06T08:05:00.002-08:002015-11-06T08:05:38.389-08:00Friday Spotlight: Carol Browne #poetry #speculativefiction
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">As a voracious book reader, I have lived my life believing
in the superiority of the printed book; then my beta-reader kindly gave me her
Kindle. Once I had figured out how to use it (three weeks well spent), my
perspective underwent a sea change.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I bought my first eBook and saw it download to my
Kindle, it was a magical moment. I was also delighted to discover the device
doubles as a flash drive.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">There’s something amazing about travelling around with an
entire library of books at your disposal and in these days of multi-tasking,
being able to read, eat and drink at the same time in total comfort is most
welcome. To someone like me on a low income, the availability of cheap or free
eBooks is a blessing too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">From an eco-friendly point of view, no trees are cut down to
make eBooks. Digital publishing also allows more authors to put their work
before the reading public, often publishing great work that traditional
publishers have rejected because they aren’t commercial enough.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I</span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> once assumed the device itself would be a distraction but,
if you’re an avid bookworm, the body of an e-reader is no more of an intrusion
than the body of a paperback; no more of a hindrance to your enjoyment than a
screen is when you are watching a good movie.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Many will disagree. A teenage friend of mine prefers printed
books because he likes the act of turning the pages. For me, the Kindle’s
page-turning function is quicker and easier. Plus, you can say good-bye to the
exasperation of having your bookmark fall out and not being able to remember
where you were up to.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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about eBooks. While moving to a smaller house, she regretted her vast
collection of paperbacks that would have to be accommodated in less space—and
then discovered many of them were mouldy and infested with mites. Yuk. She’ll
be buying her first Kindle soon!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">There is still a place for printed books in my home. I have
about a dozen I will always cherish, but these books belong to an exclusive
club. It’s unlikely I’ll be adding new members.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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non-fiction, and poetry. She is also a ghost blog writer, proofreader, copy
editor, and copywriter. Along with a passion for gardening, Carol is an avid
animal lover. Stay connected with Carol on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/AuthorCarolBrowne?ref=stream&hc_location=timeline"><b>Facebook</b></a>.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-46322993764298083022015-10-30T07:44:00.000-07:002015-10-30T07:44:57.466-07:00Friday Spotlight - Annie Anthony #f/f #eroticThough I've read quite a few m/m books, One Exquisite Night is the first f/f book I've read. Annie Anthony does a great job of telling the story of two women who start out meeting up in a one night stand that grows into more as they learn about each other. Think the bottom line is, no matter if it's your standard male/female relationship or a same sex one, each one has the same need...to be loved and appreciated.<br />
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<strong>One Exquisite Night</strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjABZVZxZIBsQgxJEuDoaWcPpfF1utCivI8d2n_jVrnLb6SZNRHWRNib6PCCrMtYKt2bs_V55OmxoBDucsxVehbaSCXY0Zc5aNz9EFdIZrUuGcPhcZCsUe8u7eSgGgp28v_bJGnz6-5_0s/s1600/one-exquisite-night_300x450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjABZVZxZIBsQgxJEuDoaWcPpfF1utCivI8d2n_jVrnLb6SZNRHWRNib6PCCrMtYKt2bs_V55OmxoBDucsxVehbaSCXY0Zc5aNz9EFdIZrUuGcPhcZCsUe8u7eSgGgp28v_bJGnz6-5_0s/s320/one-exquisite-night_300x450.jpg" width="213" /></a><br />
By: Annie Anthony <br />
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Allie Jordan is a 38-year-old single mother of two who didn’t come out—to herself—until late. Too late, she’s afraid. For just one night, she doesn’t want to be a remorseful ex-wife, stressed mother, and awkward lesbian.<br />
A one night stand—or 1Night Stand—was not something Terra Rossi had ever experienced in real life, let alone something she’d ever thought she’d seek out and pay for. But after ending her decade-long relationship shortly after her fortieth birthday, she decides one night without secrets, without hiding is exactly what she needs.<br />
When Allie and Terra meet, they share chemistry and an emotional connection. But when they open up to one another, the secrets and lies of the past threaten to shatter their tender connection. Can the past be overcome, or will what Allie and Terra share be no more than one exquisite night?<br />
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Buy One Exquisite Night: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/One-Exquisite-Night-1Night-Stand-ebook/dp/B010CBYAB6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1437251833&sr=8-1&keywords=one+exquisite+night&pebp=1437251837782&perid=0AV5X10XRZP6SBTQHNRQ" target="_blank"><span style="color: #41707f;">Amazon Buy Link</span></a>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-30632562993937249912015-10-26T09:03:00.004-07:002015-10-26T09:03:55.222-07:00Friday Spotlight on Monday - Sloane Taylor #eroticromance <strong>Since the blog login and I had a bit of an issue on Friday due to, I confess...me forgetting my login...I am sharing the spotlight schedule for then. You will enjoy what Sloane Taylor has to say!</strong><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><b>The answer to this curious enigma lies within the
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French Riviera as a fishing boat cook. Things are smooth sailing until she’s
thrown overboard into a storm-tossed sea. Rachel awakens to find herself
staring into the eyes of a sexy pirate-looking hunk who changes the course of
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dr. Henri Bernier is an analytical man with a quiet life and
a job he loves. The last thing he expects to find when he anchors his treasured
fishing boat in the sheltered harbor of a small island is an accidental mermaid
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Warm tingles started low in her belly and zinged straight to
her clit. A sensation she’d long missed but not forgotten. His lips were
strong, supple, and teasing her own apart. Rachel opened her mouth and glided her
tongue along his lips, loving the salty taste. The rasp of his beard on her
tender cheek shot a jolt of electricity to the tips of her pebbled nipples. Her
muscles tightened as moisture filled her panties. She was alive and wanted
more. Somehow she found the energy to lace an arm around the broad shoulders
leaning over her and curl her fingers in his long silky hair.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her nipples puckered more with each stroke as he glided his
hand along her spine, continuing lower over the curve of her ass to her thigh.
Wet sand greeted her when he smoothly rolled them over. With little effort her
legs parted, welcoming her secret pirate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Shivers raced through her and he held her closer. His body
heat, a beautiful thing, shrouded them. Her breasts grew heavier, straining
against her wet shirt, as his solid erection pressed into her belly. She
wiggled closer, wanting—no, needing—to feel him inside her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Indistinguishable sounds filled her ears. Forgotten lyrics
from an old, sweet love song? She wanted to remember, but not enough to give up
her fantasy man and the erotic glow of mystery sex.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">His foreign words and rich baritone were sexy music against
her lips. He wanted her. His tender touch proved he did. Her eyelids fluttered
as he spoke.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i>“Mademoiselle? Mademoiselle.” </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A sting smarted against her cheek.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Oh no, Sweet Lips, I don’t do rough.” Her words came out slurred
and incoherent. “Doesn’t matter how sexy you are. Now stop hitting me before I
return the favor with my fist.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Wake up, <i> mademoiselle</i>.” He tapped her
again, more lovingly. “I asked where you are injured. I am a doctor and will
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her fantasy lover had the perfect voice and was a doctor to
boot. Mom would be ecstatic. She wrinkled her nose. He could have at least
showered before his seductive appearance. Sweet Lips smelled like a cesspit.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Dammit, Sweet Lips, this is my dream. We’re doing this my
way.” She reached for him, but before she made contact he pried open her
eyelid. “Look, man, you are not playing by fantasy rules. I get to make up the
seduction. You just do as told. Got it?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“<i>Mademoiselle</i>, this is the reality. You
are <i>très</i> hurt and in need of immediate medical attention.
Now, <i>s'il vous plaît</i>, stop your prattle and answer my
questions.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Rachel’s other eye sprang open. Her swashbuckler was
squatted and rocking back on his heels. His five o’clock was nearing ten and
his soaked clothes weren’t in much better shape than hers. No way in hell was
this mangy guy a doctor.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her heart stopped. Literally froze in her body.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Gagnon’s man.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She inhaled deeply to slow her banging heart and edged
farther away from him toward safety. He reached for her, his expression grim.
Without thought, she pushed off with her left hand.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i>“Son of a bitch.”</i> A kaleidoscope of stars
exploded before her eyes, followed by another whitecap of nausea.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“It does not appear to be broken. At the least, you have a
severe sprain.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She sucked in a sharp breath, refusing to show weakness. “Ya
think?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He cocked an eyebrow. Warm chocolate eyes stared straight
into hers. “Did you know, <i> mademoiselle</i>, some believe
sarcasm is the lowest form of humor but the highest mark of intelligence?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Then you’re pretty intelligent too.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He laughed, a warm hearty sound that wrapped around her,
undermining her resolve.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“So if you’re a doctor, where’s your little black bag?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A smile to melt an iceberg split his face. He reached behind
him, and then brought forward a worn satchel.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well, I’ll be dipped.” She really had to curb her
suspicions.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“<i> Excusez-moi, </i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but you already were.” His full lips twitched
at the corners.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i>Good sense of humor. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He shrugged out of his rain slicker.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i> And muscular. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He draped the yellow, rubberized fabric around her
shoulders. Instant warmth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><b>Sloane Taylor</b> is an Award-Winning author
who believes humor and sex are healthy aspects of our everyday lives. She
carries that philosophy into her books. She writes sexually explicit romances
that take you right into the bedroom. Being a true romantic, all her stories
have a happy ever after.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Taylor’s books are set in Europe where the men are all male
and the North American women they encounter are both feminine and strong. They
also bring more than lust to their men’s lives. </span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She was born and raised on the Southside of Chicago. Studly,
her mate for life, and Taylor now live in a small home in Indiana and enjoy the
change from city life. She’s an avid cook and post new recipes on this <a href="http://sloanetaylor.blogspot.com/"><b>blog</b></a>
every Wednesday.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The recipes are user
friendly, and easy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Currently Taylor has six erotic romance books and one box
set either released or coming soon from Toque & Dagger Publishing.
Excerpts from these books can be found on her <a href="http://www.sloanetaylor.com/"><b>website</b></a>,
<a href="http://sloanetaylor.blogspot.com/"><b>blog</b></a>,
and all popular vendors. </span></div>
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-16307774206563842032015-10-21T08:36:00.000-07:002015-10-21T08:36:01.749-07:00Wednesday Travel: I Went, I Saw, I Loved #travel
Given my crazy efforts to have a book finished by the first part of December, I'm revising a few posts from years ago. The visit to the Sistine Chapel in Rome is one of my most memorable ones.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The conclave of 115 Cardinals in the Sistine chapel
have a lot more room to move around than most visitors to the room Michelangelo
turned into an artistic wonder.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From the internet</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">A lot of days up to 20,000 visitors get kinks in their necks
staring up at the ceiling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Don’t be
surprised when someone bumps into you in their attempt to walk and gawk
upward.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Or you may get your toes stepped
on by someone with the upward viewing affliction.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">It is amazing the number of people who can’t read
and/or are deaf, too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Signs prohibiting
pictures are everywhere and announcements of ‘no picture taking’ are made often.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The shocked expressions on the faces of
violators can be pretty funny.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A big
guard shouting at them for the sneaky shot they attempted may not be fun to
them, but to those trying to abide by the rules, the guilty ones attitude of
offense is pretty entertaining.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can't find my pictures, but found these on the internet.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Still, having the opportunity to view this amazing
work of art, even if not able to do so undisturbed, is wonderful, and yes, I’m
glad to have accomplished the viewing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>If you end up in Rome, make the Sistine Chapel a must see on your list
of places to visit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, the need to
book in advance may become necessary.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>There are rumors the Vatican is considering limiting the number of
visitors and one critic is especially keen for this to be done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Pietro Citati, an Italian literary critic
contends all the humanity squeezed into the room at one time leads to damage to
the frescos.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Limited access or not, the visit is worth the effort
and cost to see the masterpieces.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But if
your goal is peaceful meditation, forget about it…at least for now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Unless you’re lucky enough to be a Cardinal
locked in the room with 114 of your peers, or are important enough to have the
pull for a private viewing. Now that would be my dream!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-76634756432169818202015-10-16T08:59:00.001-07:002015-10-16T08:59:42.122-07:00Friday Spotlight: VA Dold #western #sciencefictionToday's spotlight is on VA Dold's <strong>Lucas</strong>!<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Krystal Le Beau hides a secret
few know about: she is a psychic matchmaker. Little does Lucas know she’s
worked her magic and set him up to meet his destiny.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Lucas Le Beau’s dream
has come true. He owns a ranch of his own and he’s moving in. </span><span style="color: #2a2f3c; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He thought he had everything he wanted...until
the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen knocks him flat on his back. Now he
can't think of anything but making that sweet redhead his own. Lucas is one
determined wolf! He's not giving up on Kensie no matter how stubborn she is.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #2a2f3c; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Kensie Brown is
visiting her sister Jojo, and so far, she's managed to flatten the owner of the
dude ranch, make Jojo mad, and somehow fall for a damn cowboy, knowing she's
leaving in a few days. What was she thinking?</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #2a2f3c; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Will Kensie trust Lucas
to save her when her life is threatened, and she has no one else to turn to?</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #2a2f3c; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Will Lucas get to
Kensie in time to stop the man who wants to expose her to the world and destroy
her?</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Mix one stubborn Yankee workaholic,
a determined cowboy wolf shifter, and meddling family, stir well and you have
the recipe for a wild Texas ride.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">It became glaringly obvious very
quickly; men found her intimidating. She was too smart, too successful, too
rich, too fat, and way too outspoken. Kensie never saw a reason to mince words,
so she said it like it was. Apparently, people, especially men, didn’t care for
that. Too flippin' bad, she was too old to change now.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">A quick look around told her the barn
was behind the incredible house she parked in front of. From where she stood,
all she could see was a huge hipped roof. That had to be where Jojo was. She
estimated the shortest path was around the attached four-car garage.
Straightening her sunglasses, she headed toward the corner with determined
purpose. The sooner she located Jojo, the sooner she could get into air
conditioning.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Distracted by the beautiful landscape,
Kensie didn’t watch where she was going. She rounded the corner of the garage
and ran smack dab into a solid wall. What the devil was that doing there? <i>Wait,
that wasn’t a wall – what the heck was that?</i> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">One second she turned a corner and the
next she somehow slammed into what felt like a brick wall, which had no
business being there. No. Not a wall, a solid, very masculine, man. A gigantic
Minnesota oak of a man, who was going down hard, and regrettably, taking her
with him. As much as she wanted to change her fate, there was no way to stop
what was about to happen. For a split second she considered yelling timber. She
was screwed, and unless her calculations were terribly off, she was doomed to
land in a very awkward position.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After what felt like a lifetime, the manly oak
hit the ground hard, with her splayed across him in a very unladylike, very
sexual, way. </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Good lord! I killed him! </span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">“Shiznit!”</span></div>
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absolute heaven is a day in the French Quarter with her computer, her coffee
mug, and the Brothers, of course.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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A Midwest native, with
her heart lost to Louisiana & Texas. She has a penchant for titillating
tales featuring sexy men and strong women. When she's not writing, she's
probably taking in a movie, reading, or traveling. Oh, and there is the
distinct possibility she is out cowboy hunting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-76072071068276036132015-10-09T04:58:00.001-07:002015-10-09T04:58:17.958-07:00Spotlight Friday: Tina Donahue #eroticromance
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<span style="color: red;"><strong>To celebrate the upcoming
release of <em>Surrendering to the Beast,
</em></strong></span><span style="color: red;"><strong>Tina is giving away FIVE full-length,
bestselling, award-winning romances to one lucky winner - 25 titles to choose
from.</strong></span></div>
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<strong>SURRENDERING TO THE
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<strong>(Book Two – Taming the Beast
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<strong>Erotic Paranormal - Romantic
Comedy </strong></div>
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<strong><a href="http://goo.gl/ZbfycN" target="_blank">Amazon</a> - <a href="https://goo.gl/y3txKC" target="_blank">Samhain</a> - <a href="http://goo.gl/WlyYEx" target="_blank">BN</a></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: red; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 12.5pt;">Available for
pre-order September 13</span></strong></div>
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October 13</span></strong></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>When she’s good, she’s very good. But when he’s
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Taming the Beast</em>, Book 2<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">As a good fairy, Heather is empathetic and chaste to a
fault. No bad language, no dirty thoughts, flirting and no sex. But when a
satyr named Daemon steps up to her reception desk at From Crud to Stud, she
finds herself on the fast track to exquisite corruption.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Daemon is the total bad-boy package with a kiss straight
from the dark side. Though he’s here for a supernatural makeover, Heather can’t
imagine why any red-blooded woman would want him to change.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A disciple of the god of wine, Daemon has had his share of
good times. But sex has never been this good. Heather brings out a new side of
him, a side that makes him want to protect as well as pillage.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">But Daemon needs a little creative backup to help set his
fairy’s naughtiness free. And that means bringing in Mistress Jin. Under the
genie’s tutelage and Daemon’s shameless lust, Heather is about to learn what it
means to let loose.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong><em>Warning: Not your
typical bedtime story. May lead to indecent behavior, a taste for voyeurism,
discipline, bondage, m/f, m/f/f and f/f action, which will result in screaming
orgasms. Proceed with caution.</em></strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Heather steeled herself to do battle with Satan. Cautiously,
she faced her webcam and his image on her computer monitor. This evening, he’d
assumed the form of a European playboy, a snifter of cognac held casually in
one hand, dark hair slicked back, his blood-red ascot contrasting nicely with
his white shirt and navy blazer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He certainly knew how to dress.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“<em>Cara mia</em>.” Heat smoldered in his voice
and dark eyes. “What can I do to you?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“For me,” she corrected gently, wondering when he’d ever get
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Grinning, he focused on her white peasant blouse and jutted
nipples, her areolas tightened from the chilly weather, not him. Tonight was
damp and cool thanks to a spring storm that continued to rage in the French
Quarter. Lightning flashed and the office lights flickered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Flames flared briefly in his pupils. “We’ll do many things
to each other, no?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Heather smiled politely, a knee-jerk reaction for a good
fairy. Needing to get tough, she held up his overdue bill, hoping he’d look at
it rather than her chest. Her hand shook so badly the paper rattled.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“How you tremble,” he cooed. “How pale you are. Allow me to
put some color in your lovely cheeks. Heat that will last an eternity.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her skin got even clammier. “Please, just pay your account.”
She waved the paper and talked fast before losing her nerve. “Your grandson
failed to show for his last two appointments. I’m sure he had a good reason.
Unfortunately, he didn’t call to cancel.” She offered an apologetic smile and
pressed on. “Because you’re the cardholder, we had to charge you for the time.
I’m so sorry, but it is the rule.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">One she was honor-bound to enforce as an employee of From
Crud to Stud, a makeover service for supernatural beings. Howls from weres,
hisses from vampires and obscenities from demons poured from the treatment
rooms. Those poor souls were going through proverbial hell to suppress their
beasts. They longed to date mortal women without freaking them out, while also
winning their hearts the normal way. With real charm, not magic, with integrity
and love, not lies and manipulation.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">But these makeovers took the staff’s valuable time and
clients needed to pay for the effort. Even Satan should understand that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He gave her an indulgent smile. “What charges?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Gasping, she dropped the flaming paper in her trashcan
before it burnt her fingers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Later,” he said and killed the call.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hurriedly, Heather put out the small blaze, chiding herself
for letting the account get to this point. She should have been firm with Satan’s
grandson when he signed up for the service. Determined to make up for being too
nice, she brought up her bank account to pay the charges herself. She was about
to transfer the funds when the lights flickered twice, thunder boomed and the
front door flew open, banging against the wall.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She flinched.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A blast of dank air and rain blew inside, followed by a guy
who looked to be thirty or so. He wore a black cowboy hat, snug navy tee,
low-slung jeans and cowboy boots.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once he shoved the door shut, he slumped against it,
breathing hard.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Heather stood so quickly her chair rolled into the wall.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He didn’t notice. He’d closed his eyes and raised his face
to the ceiling, his prominent Adam’s apple bobbing with his hard swallow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alarmed yet intrigued, she regarded the short, dark hairs on
his throat and took the rest of him in. His rain-dampened hair was the color of
dark chocolate, thick and wavy, flowing to his broad shoulders. They heaved
with his next ragged breath. Tall, possibly six-three, he was lean yet
muscular. His wet tee clung to his well-defined pecs and abs, those bruising
biceps. Stubble covered his strong jaw, upper lip and cheeks. His bronze skin
spoke of days in the sun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Even from where she stood, Heather smelled his scent. Clean
and masculine, a woodsy, fresh fragrance along with something else…the
unmistakable odor of liquor.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Uh-oh. It wasn’t often that mortals, drunk or otherwise,
happened upon this place. When they did, Heather had ironclad rules to follow.
First, buzz Constance, a voodoo priestess who could remove memories by laying
her hands on someone’s head. Following that, Heather was supposed to buzz
Becca, a half-mortal witch who owned this place.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Heather leaned over her desk to press the intercom button.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The guy turned to her, blinked slowly and stared.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Her hand stalled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">His eyes were amazing, the color of Lipton tea, ringed by
long, sooty lashes, his attention riveted as he drank her in. Given his slow,
sexy smile, Heather suspected he was undressing her with his eyes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She swallowed and was about to press the button when he
groaned suddenly and mournfully, the sound of someone in serious pain.</span></div>
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-4450424919855352962015-10-07T10:11:00.002-07:002015-10-07T10:11:35.092-07:00Wednesday: Tasty Eating in the Denver Area!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Each year the Heart of Denver Romance Writers takes out the main presenter, editors and agents who come to share knowledge and take pitches for dinner the night before the mini-conference on Saturday. </div>
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This year we went to the Yak & Yeti Brewpub and had their private room upstairs in the historical house they occupy. Since most attending selected the buffet the joke was...get another plate since running up and down the stairs burns calories. And eat we did. Lots of comments on how delicious the food was even from the buffet.</div>
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The Yak & Yeti is a family owned restaurant with several locations. The two I'm familiar with...the Brewpub where they brew their own beer (and have won several ribbons at the Beer Festival) and cook up delicious food. <br />
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The Westminster location is smaller, but has the same quality in their food as well the bring in kegs of beer from the Brewpub. There is also a new Denver location.<br />
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So, if you enjoy Indian food definitely check out one of the Yak & Yeti restaurants.<br />
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-8323126181604268972015-10-05T10:53:00.001-07:002015-10-05T10:53:28.809-07:00Monday Share: HODRW Mini-ConWhat a great mini-con this year! If you haven't heard Hallie Ephron speak you've missed out on an entertaining and educational presentation. Learned things as well as laughed a lot. What more can one ask for!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hallie is the beautiful lady sitting in front of me. Next to her is Valerie Mann. Standing behind Val is Nicole and the blonde beside Nicole is Libby Murphy.</td></tr>
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On a personal note, guest agent, Nicole Resciniti is interested in the new genres I pitched to her. She probably thinks I'm a ditz since I'd didn't have plans to pitch but one of my friends kept bugging me to go forward and get some feedback. Now I'm in 'get your butt in gear and write' mode since I said one of the WIPs first draft will be completed by the end of this year. Nicole wants me to keep her up to date... Nothing like a little pressure with a deadline! <br />
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Here are a couple of shots of the conference of contest finalists & winners who were present!<br />
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As for me, I'm all ready looking forward to next year!!<br />
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Do you have a favorite conference you like to attend?Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-66964547496500782392015-10-02T05:52:00.001-07:002015-10-02T05:52:52.616-07:00Friday Spotlight: Sam Cheever has a Beguiling Devil!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Astra Q Phelps is on the side of the good guys in the war between
good and evil. Unfortunately for her, the bad guys have been making inroads on
her soul. And when a particularly dark and sexy dark worlder fixes his heated
gaze on Astra, the lighter side of her nature quickly finds itself kicked to
the curb by her slut-monkey side. But Astra doesn't have time to deal with her
love life. She's in the middle of a war between two dark factions...a war that
just might mean the end of the human population...and it seems the fate of the
world rests uneasily on her shoulders. It's a lot of pressure to put on one
feisty halfling...but Astra Q Phelps is
definitely...erm...certainly...ahh...possibly up to the challenge.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dialle dropped his head to kiss me before I could bolt away.
Despite my discomfort at kissing Dialle in front of Emo, my heart took up the
beat that was playing itself out in my lower regions. Heat, sharp and molten
ran through my body at the touch of his lips and I closed my eyes and leaned
into him before I realized what I was doing. When I opened my eyes a moment
later we were standing in Dialle’s chambers and Emo wasn’t.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I also became aware that Dialle had climbed up my shirt and
was making himself very familiar with the geography of a part of my body that
is not considered a public access area by the Astra Q. Phelps dating committee
of one (that’s me). I cursed and pushed his hands away just as the door crashed
back against the wall and spat Gerch at us.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“My Prince. I’m sorry to…interrupt…” I glared at him and saw
just the tiniest tipping up of one side of his wide, craggy lips. “But the king
has requested your presence in his rooms.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I grinned. Saved again. Dialle cursed. “Tell him to go to
Heaven.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Gerch’s lips twitched but, soldier-like, he managed to hold
the smile in check. “My Prince, do you think that’s wise?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dialle’s answering glare very nearly succeeded in banishing
his Captain’s smile into the shadows, never to be seen again. Gerch lowered his
head and body in the tiniest bow. “As you wish.” But he didn’t leave the room.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dialle cursed again and paced away from me. I found his
response to his father’s summons singularly interesting. Despite my extreme
weariness I couldn’t help the spark of interest that gave me new energy. It
might be fun to meet Dialle the First if he could make <em>my</em>
Dialle so deliciously nervous and pissed off.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">After a minute Dialle’s gaze shot toward the waiting Gerch
and he sighed. “Oh hell! All right, Gerch. Wait outside the door for a minute
while Astra and I finish our…business.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Yikes! That so wasn’t what I had in mind. My eyes went round
and my mouth opened to argue but I didn’t get the chance. Dialle was on me like
bristle hairs on an elephant before I could say, diddley squat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">My traitorous body melted against him almost as soon as his
lips met mine. My world suddenly became a small bubble of musky heat and shared
air that caused my limbs to tighten with need even as they turned to warm,
flexible rubber.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dialle’s eyes, blue again, burned into me as he pulled those
incredibly soft lips from mine and trailed his hot, red tongue across my lips.
I gasped. I could have sworn the touch sizzled against my tender, swollen lips.
“I’m damned.” I said on a need-charged sigh.</span></div>
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San Francisco - Love the up and down hills, the curvy Lombard Street as long as I'm not behind the wheel, the food of various cultures, the cable cars and China Town, just a few of the amazing things to see and do. Fingers crossed I make it back next year. Been too long!<br />
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Wilmington, NC - Maybe I'm partial to this once because I grew up in North Carolina, but probably the main reason is the proximity to the ocean. In town you have the arts and culture combined with history. And when you feel like the beach, a short trip over to Carolina Beach or one of the others in the area gives you the fix.<br />
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New Orleans, LA - I've only been once and would love to go again. The French Quarter is fun, a trip out into the Bayou is an adventure, touring the Southern Plantations is interesting and seeing the areas Katrina devastated that haven't been brought back would be heart wrenching. But the city keeps on moving and the people are amazing.<br />
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-44308824283476783252015-09-28T09:30:00.003-07:002015-09-28T09:30:23.264-07:00Monday - Top 3 PeevesI think I'm fairly easy going with most things, but there are a few things that annoy me to the point I'd like to shake someone and tell them they are not the only person on earth. A little consideration of others would go a long way. <br />
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More Human Pigs: Those who use a public toilet and are too damned lazy to flush! What makes you think the rest of us love to come in after you to flush before we go. Definitely a pig!<br />
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Weaving Drivers: When you're behind them you're not sure if the are drunk or high. But no! You are beside them at a stop light and discover they are on their cell phone. People, you need to KEEP BOTH HANDS on the wheel. You may consider yourself to be the world's best driver, but those of us watching you weave back and forth in your lane don't. Nor does the person you collide with because of your distraction.<br />
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Okay, there you have 3 of my top vents. Would love to hear yours!Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-20756039532874273312015-09-25T10:14:00.001-07:002015-09-25T10:14:31.729-07:00Friday Spotlight - Adele Downs Special
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Hook Me Up,
Please by Adele Downs<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The iconic image of a firefighter rescuing a
kitten from a tree has endured through generations. Cats are very good at
climbing trees, but their physiology prevents them from climbing down. They
have to be carried to safety, and who better to do that than a caring
firefighter with a solid grip and a sturdy ladder? Our pets are family, and
first responders care about the families in their communities. These days,
however, the demands of their job prevent them rescuing cats trapped on tree limbs.
That responsibility remains with the pet owner. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">What would happen, I wondered, if both the cat
and the pet owner got stuck during a failed rescue attempt? That question
prompted my sweet but sexy firefighter story HOOK ME UP, one of eight sizzling
novellas included in the INTO THE FLAMES anthology. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The story heroine, Lexi Wentworth, takes her
responsibility to her kitten seriously. When Ginger slips out of the house at dawn
and runs up an apple tree in the yard, Lexi chases after her. How far can a
kitten climb, anyway? Havoc erupts when Lexi discovers the answer to her question.
She gets hurt, and then trapped, leaving them both stuck. Lexi is bleeding and
losing consciousness, and no one knows where they are. Who will save them? And
why the hell did she have to be wearing a sheer nightie and a thong <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that </i>day, of all days?</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><strong>INTO THE FLAMES ANTHOlOGY BOX SET SPECIAL</strong></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Hook Me Up</span></b><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">by Adele Downs</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Firemen don't free cats from trees anymore—until
a pretty schoolteacher gets trapped on a limb with her kitten and the county's
hottest firefighter comes to their rescue.</span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Rescue Me</span></b><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">by N.J. Walters</b> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">When firefighter Frank Ellis rescues an old flame from a burning building, sparks ignite. He’ll do anything to protect her, even if it means she discovers he’s a mythical phoenix.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">...When everything explodes<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Where There's Smoke</span></b><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">by Cindy Spencer Pape</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-48926787757885794032015-09-18T04:37:00.001-07:002015-09-18T04:37:31.769-07:00Spotlight Friday: Author Margaret Locke #romance #fictionToday's spotlight is focused on Margaret Locke and her first romance.<br />
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About Margaret in her own words: A former doctoral student in medieval history turned stay-at-home-mom, I’ve been a bookworm for as long as I can remember and a lover of romance novels since the age of ten (sorry, mom). <br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">A Man of Character </span></strong><br />
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What would you do if you discovered the men you were dating were fictional characters you'd <br />
created long ago? Thirty-five-year-old Catherine Schreiber has shelved love for good. Keeping her ailing bookstore afloat takes all her time, and she’s perfectly fine with that. So when several men ask her out in short order, she’s not sure what to do…especially since something about them seems eerily familiar. A startling revelation - that these men are fictional characters she’d created and forgotten years ago - forces Cat to reevaluate her world and the people in it. Because these characters are alive. Here. Now. And most definitely in the flesh. Her best friend, Eliza, a romance novel junkie craving her own Happily Ever After, is thrilled by the possibilities. The power to create Mr. Perfect - who could pass that up? But can a relationship be real if it’s fiction? Caught between fantasy and reality, Cat must decide which—or whom—she wants more. Blending humor with unusual twists, including a magical manuscript, a computer scientist in shining armor, and even a Regency ball, A Man of Character tells a story not only of love, but also of the lengths we'll go for friendship, self-discovery, and second chances. <br />
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<a href="http://margaretlocke.com/">http://margaretlocke.com/</a>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-52149764376339303742015-09-16T10:27:00.001-07:002015-09-16T10:27:40.489-07:00Wednesday - Your eyes are right. The Cat has No Tail and that sheep has 4 horns!The July cruise included a trip to the beautiful Isle of Man, and I feel in love with not only the island, but with the Manx cat and the sheep with four horns. Yes, they do!<br />
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We started out by busing down to the Calf of Man and watching the seals lounge on the rocks and a few worked up the energy to go for a swim.<br />
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From there we traveled to the historic village, Cregneash. Turns out one of my Top 10 movies, Waking Ned Devine, was filmed on the island including the village, not in Ireland where the story takes place.<br />
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The village has a number of historical houses and some are used as rentals. Didn't get to see the inside of those, but sure hope the accommodations are better than the ones we were allowed to go into. WARNING: Be careful tall people. My head can attest to how easy it is to bang against some of the ceilings.<br />
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Outside in the barnyards animals roam around and so do the delightful Manx cats. One wanted to be buddies and followed us around for ear scratches. The Manx breed can't swish their tails in irritation when they get mad because they don't have one. They probably have others ways to let you know though. After all they are cats!<br />
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The Manx Loaghtan sheep were interesting. I'd never seen one with four horns...two sticking up and two curling down. Even their color was different, varying in shades of tan vs. the usual cream sheep.<br />
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The rest of the island was beautiful too. I could see spending a few weeks there in summer for sure.<br />
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-7993267747313914662015-09-11T10:05:00.002-07:002015-09-11T10:05:21.480-07:00Spotlight Friday: Remembering 9-11I don't think I'll ever forget where I was when the news broke. I'd just pulled into a parking spot at Kinko's to have copies made. An announcer broke into the program on the radio station I had on in the car and I sat there stunned. When I managed to move, I went into Kinko's and saw the horror on faces of those inside. Instead of the other errands I had planned I went home and sat in front of the TV the rest of the day. Yes, lots of tears were shed as I watched the heartbreak and pain broadcasted.<br />
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Where were you when you heard the news?Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-84857549969104824142015-09-09T08:05:00.001-07:002015-09-09T08:05:25.200-07:00Wednesday Travel - Anniversary Celebration #Borthwickcastle #ScotlandTwelve years ago I married a man who has enriched my life in so many ways. We wanted to make this marriage special and decided to follow one of our ancestral lines and get married in Scotland. After numerous web searches and emails back and forth with the wedding coordinator, we chose Borthwick Castle as our destination. <br />
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The history of the castle is one of the reason we selected Borthwick, outside Edinburgh . Mary Queen of Scots spent time there after her marriage to Earl of Bothwell. When the British army arrived to capture the Earl for the murder of Mary's prior husband, he escaped to go raise and army of his own. When the Brits came for Mary she escaped through a window dressed as a page. <br />
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Memories were created for us here, including being late for our wedding. The countryside offered opportunity to explore an old church can cemetery which led to losing track of time. Fortunately, we were only a few minutes late and I couldn't believe I was following a Piper up the winding narrow stone steps to the chapel on the top floor to say "I do." Those two little words have become some of the best ones I've spoken.<br />
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So thank you My Honey. Our years together brought the missing piece we both had in our lives together. Yes, I'm not only happy but content, along with feeling blessed. And yes, you look great in a kilt.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Happy Anniversary, Honey!</span>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-12606122832864364272015-09-07T09:38:00.001-07:002015-09-07T09:38:20.493-07:00Monday - Short & Sweet #friends #holidaysHere in the U.S.A. today is a holiday...Labor Day, a day created to recognize the contribution workers have made to our nation. Contrary to the name, a lot of people aren't laboring, but have the day off. So to honor the tradition I'm having a down day too.<br />
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But, I did want to give tribute to my friends...the special ones, and they know who they are, with this the share below. Come to think of it, if you are friends with me even on social media, this applies to you! <br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I LOVE this recipe. I used it for my first book launch
party. My reason? The characters in my time travel series <i>The Last Timekeepers</i>
got to sample a 13th century version of bread bowl rabbit stew, so I thought
for my book release—why not imitate art? Since rabbit is a bit harder to find
at the local supermarket, I settled on beef for the main ingredient. I believe
my party-goers were happy with that decision as my recipe went over fabulously
even though it was a tad hot to serve on the sunny, humid day we experienced.
But when the weather turns to cool, damp days, this steamy stew will bring a
smile to your face, and comfort to your soul.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">½ cup <a href="http://www.kraftcanada.com/en/products/a-c/bullseyebarbecuesauce.aspx">Bull’s-Eye
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Amanda Sault silently studied the words she just scrawled:
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All she knew was that she, her four annoying classmates, and two offbeat adults
were standing in what was left of the lost continent of Atlantis and they were
supposed to be the Timekeepers, the legendary time travelers handpicked by
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hot liquid build in her throat. Her thumb traced the words of the arcane
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><b>Sharon Ledwith</b> is the author of the
middle-grade/YA time travel series, <i>THE LAST TIMEKEEPERS</i>,
available through <b>Mirror World Publishing</b>, and is
represented by Walden House (Books & Stuff) for her teen psychic
series, <i>MYSTERIOUS TALES FROM FAIRY FALLS</i>. When not writing,
researching, or revising, she enjoys reading, exercising, anything arcane, and
an occasional dram of scotch. Sharon lives a serene, yet busy life in a
southern tourist region of Ontario, Canada, with her hubby, one spoiled yellow
Labrador and a moody calico cat.</span></div>
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<a href="http://www.sharonledwith.com/"><b>website</b></a>
and <a href="http://sharonledwith.blogspot.com/"><b>blog</b></a>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Stay connected on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/seledwith"><b>Facebook</b></a>
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<a href="https://plus.google.com/+SharonLedwith/posts"><b>Google+</b></a>,
and <a href="https://www.blogger.com/www.goodreads.com/author/show/5821744.Sharon_Ledwith"><b>Goodreads</b></a>.
Look up her <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sharon-Ledwith/e/B0084DUHJO"><b>Amazon
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-88904229423589251002015-09-02T09:59:00.000-07:002015-09-02T09:59:09.604-07:00Wednesday...Announcements. #drawing #winner #newprizeToday is madness and I realized I forgot to announce last month's drawing winner and what is up for give away this month. So here goes:<br />
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Winner for August of the magnet that gives a glimpse of what's under the kilt and the deck of playing cards.... <strong>Sloane Taylor!</strong> I know this gal will appreciate the little peek!<br />
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For September, a signed print copy of <strong>Nordic Heat</strong> is the prize. All you need to do is comment on any or all Monday/Wednesday post and you are in the drawing. Of course, the more you comment the more entries you have!<br />
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-30225772275897956992015-08-31T12:40:00.004-07:002015-08-31T12:40:58.600-07:00Monday Mustings: Who in Charge? #pets #cats
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touched. After all, they were barn cats.</span></div>
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most of her time inside. Daughter wasn’t happy when HER cat decided the two
years old brother was a better companion. Cat followed him everywhere, even
after he tried to flush her down the toilet. That episode ended with me swatting
his butt and sending him to his room, which led to the cat biting me and going
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was cat free for a lot of hears. My second marriage was to a dog man who raised
Labradors and had the motto, “the only good cat is a dead cat,” until one day
that changed. By that point we were dog-less and when a black and white cat
started hanging around it ended up staying. Having dinner on the deck one night
this skinny creature crept up the stairs and husband tossed it the leftover
steak bone. The poor cat started devouring what meat was left. Husband was
impressed and said the cat could stay, but NOT in the house.</span></div>
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he reached the point he’d let us touch him. Then came winter…a very cold
winter. I came home one day and there is cat sleeping on a chair by husband. “It’s
so cold I couldn’t let him freeze, but he can’t stay in tonight.” </span></div>
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the man said, “He’s not sleeping on the bed.” Guess you know what happened
next. Cat slept on the bed and continued to do so. When he didn’t come in by
bedtime, husband would go out and call him. </span></div>
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filled with people and pretty much stayed hidden until they left. The first
night I was alone he came back in and at bedtime spent an hour going through
the house calling my husband. His cries broke my heart, especially when he
jumped on the bed, curled up in my armpit and laid his head over my heart and
we grieved together. Yes, animals can grieve!</span></div>
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with me and became a house cat who still didn’t like people. Getting back into
the dating world a couple of years later, I invited a first date in for coffee.
While I was making the coffee, Tommy jumped up on my dates lap and settled in.
I knew I was in trouble!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">When Tommy developed mouth cancer and had to be put
to sleep, my now husband and I couldn’t deal with another pet. Yes, you grieve
for loved ones and he was a loved one.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">A couple of years later we decided the time to come
to get another and that is how Beast came to live with us. The granddaughters
named him, and even with their cat allergies they always have to hold the cat
when they are here. He and the youngest have become ‘buddies’ and when she
leaves he wanders around looking for her. </span></div>
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The Beast sulking after being told no.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">He knows who is in charge, too. We are allowed to
stay here, pay the mortgage and buy him food. When he wants to play we are
expected to drop whatever we are doing and play. Our laps are his, and no
matter if you are working on the computer, if snuggles are needed push back the
chair, hunch over to get to the keyboard and type across him. Sometimes he may
try to help.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Yes, our life is run by the Beast but we wouldn’t
have it any other way. There are days he drives us, especially me, crazy, but
we life would be so boring without the entertainment of him racing through the
house for fun, fetching toys to bring for us to toss, not to mention all the
purrs when he snuggles. Heck, I even forgive the hair pulling when he does
that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05336751801229275253noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992820800302425257.post-91072692030283856432015-08-28T06:39:00.000-07:002015-08-28T06:39:43.575-07:00In the Spotlight: DEAD Awake #decadentpublishing #fantasy #eroticromanceThis Friday spotlights the re-release of DEAD Awake.The pick up by the DEAD series by Decadent Publishing is a 'when one door closes, another door opens' saying. Yes, Decadent re-edited. Yes, their were suggestions to tighten the writing, but those go to making a better read. Plus, they designed a cover that is completely different, in a good way, from the original DEAD Awake cover. Now I'm excited to see what the future covers bring.<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">DEAD Awake</span> </strong><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO2GauUYg-Sty_Eo-SQxacUcwS5cbgQFvbUDsMURU7aUock0DQu546C4K9a_bA5RQb5zuCwzVFWt7ha4ZJFnZF39G5f7448E3FXDvxl-R4hvnA-DYKiLKRNrNuO6nhRLJo-oOWcTz2MgY/s1600/DeadAwake_200x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO2GauUYg-Sty_Eo-SQxacUcwS5cbgQFvbUDsMURU7aUock0DQu546C4K9a_bA5RQb5zuCwzVFWt7ha4ZJFnZF39G5f7448E3FXDvxl-R4hvnA-DYKiLKRNrNuO6nhRLJo-oOWcTz2MgY/s1600/DeadAwake_200x300.jpg" /></a></strong></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;">Socialite Deb Stein lives a life of luxury until she takes the hunk dressed as a vampire to her bed. When she wakes up one of the living dead, she’s pissed-off. To complicate matters more, she has to find a new identity since everyone thinks she dead. Plus, if she’s dead, she can’t touch her trust fund, and that means she has to work! How can someone who has never held a job find one?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;" /><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;">And her social life is in the tank. Her new friends are a street guy called Rat and fellow strippers at the dive where she works. If she ever sees Aaron Lowell again, she’ll put a stake in his heart.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;" /><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;">Aaron Lowell feels guilty he took his mentor’s advice and left town after taking the sexy socialite into the undead world. Concerned, he returns to check on her and discovers she’s become a stripper—and not a very happy one when she sees him. But she’s still hot, and he can’t stay away from her, even if their meetings are explosive.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;" /><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 14px/22.39px Arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;">Can two vampires move beyond anger, combined with a strong sexual attraction, to find the kind of love they both crave?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> “Nice, he destroys my life and disappears. Considerate
friend you have there.” She fought to suppress another surge of rage.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> “I ask again, changeling. What do you intend to do for your
new existence?”</span></span></span></div>
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the wind out of a girl’s sails. What do I intend to do and how do I go about
doing it? A course on surviving as a vampire was never offered at the Swiss
boarding school grandmother packed me off to after Dad died. But I need this
dip-wad, so better play nice.</span></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> “I thought you were here to take me under you wing and teach
me all about living as a vampire.”</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> “No, my dear, you misunderstand. I came to enlighten you on
the details of your, ah…shall we say, passing and give you a few pointers on
what your new life will entail.”</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> For the first time since thoughts and reasoning had
originated in her, Deb Stein had no idea how she was to exist or what she
needed to do to accomplish said existence. “Okay, Mr. Know-It-All, you tell me.”</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> “You have the good fortune of being created from a Caribbean
line of vampires who have the ability to consume limited amounts of food and
can tolerate light. This will enable you to pass for mortal and live among the
general population.”</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> “Yeah right, and fish fly. Hello, dummy. I’ve never lived
among the general population.” If this fool thought she’d lower her standard of
living, he could think again. “I’m used to a certain lifestyle and want to know
how I’m going to maintain it. My family thinks I’m dead and, under the
circumstances, it’s probably best if I let them continue to think I’m no longer
of this world. I’m not sure they’d adjust to a vampire in their midst.”</span></span></span></div>
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