Cover Reveal! Cowboy Born, Cowboy Bred by D’Ann Lindun in Cowboy Up 2

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Cowboy Born, Cowboy Bred by D’Ann Lindun


Freedom or family?  Only love can make the choice.

Photographer Alannah Murphy refuses to be tied down. She watched her parents struggle to hold onto their dairy farm until it killed them. The mere thought of the same fate makes her shudder. When she meets rancher Sterling Gentry she has to face her fears, or lose him.

Sterling Gentry longs for someone to hand his ranch down to. Like his father before him, he has sacrificed everything to hold onto the land his ancestors settled. But finding Ms. Right proves harder than he imagined. Then he meets Alannah Murphy with her big city ways. How he can ever take a chance with a woman exactly like his mother, who abandoned him when he was a child?

Despite their determination to stay the course they’ve each chosen, attraction pulls them together as steadily as a nail to a magnet. Can these two find a way to mesh Alannah’s need for freedom and Gentry’s desire to hold onto his land?


Still snapping photos, the woman approached him. When she came within speaking distance, she waved. “Hello.”

“Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in the middle of the road? Don’t you know better than to stand in the way when somebody’s herding stock?”

Her mouth opened and closed a couple times. “I didn’t think—”

“Hell no, you didn’t think,” Gentry shouted. “Damn it anyway.”

“I’m sorry,” she said in a small voice. “The shot was just so good…”

The shot? She’d ruined hours upon hours of exhausting work because she’d wanted a picture? Who the hell would do something so stupid?

Only a damn greenhorn.

For the first time he noticed her get-up. A straw hat only a city girl would wear, floaty pink top with tiny straps that left her bare shoulders exposed to the unforgiving Arizona sun, cut-off jean shorts and red cowboy boots. Daisy Duke personified. He shook his head in disgust.

Reality crashed over him.

The New York photographer his mother had enticed out here, hoping an article in The Cowboy magazine would bring attention to the Santa Gertrudis cattle they raised.




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Cold Nights, Hot Reads Blog Hop



There certainly is nothing more erotic than a cold night and a hot man to keep you warm!  Unless it’s a hot read!  Welcome to the Cold Nights, Hot Reads Blog Hop where 30 of the hottest authors writing are sharing their erotic excerpts in an effort to warm you up. :)

We’ve got some HOT prizes for this hop a well:  In addition to each author offering her own personal giveaway (mine is listed below), the Hop itself is offering some Sizzling Prizes.

1st Prize:  $125 Paypal Cash or Gift Card
2nd Prize: $50 Paypal Cash or Gift Card
3rd Prize:  $35 Paypal Cash or Gift Card
4th Prize   $20 Gift Certificate for Phaze Books

Plus my personal giveaway is an e-copy of one of my erotic works:  Almost Perfect, Hog Wild, or 7 Days of Seduction. Winner’s Choice. Just leave a comment letting me know how you’d stay warm if you were stranded on a cold winter’s night with only a hunky guy for company. :)

For the Main Prizes, click the Rafflecopter to enter.

Now sit back and enjoy!

I know a bit about cold this winter. No, I’m not from Boston, but I am from Virginia, where as I’m typing this, we’re hunkering down and making ready for up to a foot of snow between tonight and tomorrow. We just don’t get that kind of cold.

That said, I don’t think there’s anything sexier than snuggling up with a gorgeous hunk in front of a fire and keeping each other warm in whatever way works best. LOL  And in some of my books, they do just that.

My most recent erotic romance doesn’t have any cold nights, but it has a couple who are hot for each other and show it off using the Kama Sutra for inspiration in their lovemaking.

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Blurb for Book 3  of Almost Perfect: An Almost Perfect Night

Pamela Kimball’s birthday present, a One Perfect Night adventure, promises to jump-start her life, put a new man in her bed, and help her forget her past.  Unfortunately, movie-buff Pam’s Pirates of the Caribbean fantasy takes an alarming wrong turn when she’s abandoned on a not quite deserted island—with ex-husband Roger Ware.

Forced by hunger to accept Roger’s offer of dinner, Pam realizes the geek she used to be married to has transformed into one of the most charming, sexiest men she’s ever met. His newfound confidence—and hot body—re-kindles old fires.  A simple kiss leads Roger to challenge her to discover how much his lovemaking skills have improved, leaving Pam torn between self-preservation and burning desire.

With time running out before they’re rescued, Pam must decide if her heart can survive the consequences of becoming Roger’s “almost” perfect night.

R-Rated Excerpt from An Almost Perfect Night

He slid his tongue into her, taking her with an intensity that stole her breath. He stabbed deep, brushing her tongue aside to explore her mouth so thoroughly it startled her. Wherever he’d learned this, he had to have been at the head of his class.

She groaned then retaliated, capturing his tongue to stroke and suck until a familiar hardness rose beneath her.

Still locked in the deep kiss, he stood, carrying her into the warm, silky water. He waded out waist-high before loosening his grip, letting her ease down his body so she brushed past his cock—once again rampant and ready—until her toes touched the sandy bottom. Only then did he release her mouth.

The light was fainter away from the torches, but she could still make out his wide grin askamasutra09 she panted from the passion of that kiss. Damn straight, he had something to smile about if he could do that on a regular basis.

Jesus, has he taken lessons?

“Hop on.”

“What?” Was he joking?

“Hop on. I’m going to give you the ride of your life.” He grabbed her waist, hefted her as if she weighed nothing then drew her against his chest. Instinctively, she threw her arms around his neck, her legs about his waist. “A little lower, please.” He repositioned them around his hips, gripped her buttocks, and eased her onto his dick.

KamaSutra35Still spent from her mind-blowing orgasm at the table, Pam doubted she’d feel anything this time.

But his slow drive, coupled with the unfamiliar angle, stroked different places within her. In no time, he’d built a delicious tension that excited her in a whole new way. Then he shifted to faster, deeper thrusts, squeezing her ass as he pumped in and out. He brought her body to the sharp pinnacle of release just as he groaned and dipped them into the water.



I hope you’ve found a Hot Read to help you through the cold nights ahead.  If not, hop on to the next sexy author and see what they have in store!  Just click here to find the list of the other HOT authors. And thanks for stopping by!



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Jenna’s 411 ~ 2/25/2015


Welcome to another week’s installment of Jenna’s 411!  Lots of things going on this week!

7992408_mBook Chat I ~ Beloveds is Finished!

This week I finished the rough draft of my WIP, Beloveds, my medieval erotic short novella set in the world of Time Enough to Love.  I’m revising tonight and tomorrow and hoping to send it out to my beta readers this week, then a bit of revision, and off to my incredible editor, Danielle Fine.  Hoping for an early April release, so stay tuned for news of a cover reveal and the release date!

Book Chat II~ Last Chance for .99 Sale!

This is the final week to take advantage of my February sale. My medieval trilogy: Betrothal, Betrayal, and Beleaguered, my contemporary erotic Fairy Tale Hog Wild, and my newly released erotic romantic comedy, Almost Perfect can all be found on Amazon, Smashwords, and ARe for just .99 each until Saturday, February 28. Happy reading!

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Snow in GloucesterOn the Home Front ~  SNOW!

Snow was my fun fact last week, and it’s still the news on the Home Front this week, although not quite so much fun this week.  Last week  the snowfall shut down my school for a day and I couldn’t get out of my driveway for 2 days.  We were just about getting back to normal today and BAM! it started snowing this afternoon about 2:30 and by the time my last class let out there was more than an inch on the roads.  It took me 2 hours to get home (usually a 40 minute drive). And they are calling for another 4-6 inches by Thursday!

I am no longer amused. :(


Jenna Fun Fact of the Week

117px-Duncan_and_Wallace_2I don’t like basketball. I’m not a big sports fan to begin with, but I can watch a football game and in a pinch a baseball game, although I think they’re really slow. But I have a downright aversion to basketball that dates back to high school. My class was forced to go to a basketball game one afternoon, and the gym was so crowded, I ended up standing under one of the hoops.  So, of course, some player ran into me. I have dated my dislike of the sport from that moment. :)

So, how’s your week been?

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Interview with Lincoln Farish and Junior Inquisitor




Brother Sebastian is halfway up a mountain in Vermont, hell-bent on interrogating an old woman in a shack, when he gets the order to abandon his quest for personal vengeance. He has to find a missing Inquisitor, or, more likely, his remains. He’s reluctant, to say the least. Not only will he have to stop chasing the best potential lead he’s had in years, this job—his first solo mission—will mean setting foot in the grubby black hole of Providence, Rhode Island. And, somehow, it only gets worse…

If he’d known he would end up ass deep in witches, werewolves, and ogres, and that this mission would jeopardize not only his sanity but also his immortal soul, he never would’ve answered the damn phone.


With deliberate movements, I again went from shadow to shadow, creeping away from my car and the shop. Even moving with care, I was sweating from fear and excitement, my heart still pumping rapidly. My brain was screaming, Run away, and I really wanted to listen to it. I wanted to just start running as fast as I could down the street. It would feel good for a few minutes, until I was caught.

I wiped my face before the stinging sweat blinded me. Last thing I needed was to twist my ankle on a pothole or unseen brick. I made it several more blocks in a generally south and east direction before I heard a car coming down the street toward me. I could just make it out—a panel van, the kind the cable company uses. This late at night, a vehicle like that was not going to be good for me. I ducked into a little stand of trees growing between two twelve-foot industrial fences and started running.

Maybe they didn’t see me, or maybe it was just some burglars looking for a house to rob.

The van’s engine revved, headed to where I’d been before my dash into the trees. Brakes, old and tired, squealed behind me. I tried to go faster, but the trees were thick, the light bad, and there was a lot of undergrowth and litter on the ground. At a full run, I would faceplant into a tree or step in a hole. The best I could manage was a slow trot. The hollow metallic bang of a vehicle door being thrown open crashed into the night. The howling came next.

Interview with Lincoln Farish:

When did you start writing?

On this series, I started the first one about ten years ago. I’m not sure if I will ever use it, it’s a kind of Origins story. Once I wrote it I was kinda hooked, I realized there were many, many more stories about Sebastian that needed to get out. I wasn’t in a hurry, and I took my time, hence the slow pace. Since then I finished with my fourth novel in the series. It’s funny I wrote my first book long before I’d ever heard of any of the other authors that write along similar lines. The first time I read Larry Correia, Junior Inquisitor was with my editor. I wish I’d read him earlier, his creation of a useful silver bullet is better than mine.

Why Horror?

Well I still quibble with the horror genre tag, because I’m not trying to scare anyone. I’m just exploring what would happen if people suddenly were able to do magic. Following that question I had some answers but also more questions. Where would this ability come from, would it uplift the human spirit, or bring out our worst impulses? Then, if they were bad, who would stop them? If all magic users were good I have a Happiest Elf kids story, which for me would be dull. I could have made witches and warlocks both good and evil, but that’s been done. So I went with evil. From that everything kind of sprang forth. How would someone who is evil and very powerful act? What kinds of spells and energies would they have, how would they get more power, how would they act towards each other and regular people? Everyone who’s evil needs some minions, so what would they have and how would they get them? I ended up with this very dark tale about a group of monks who were waging a guerrilla war on evil made manifest. So it’s dark urban fiction that’s almost horror. The “almost horror” modifier came along because apparently I scared some of my beta readers.

What research did you have to do?

Quite a bit on Providence, it’s been a long time since I’ve been there. And lest anyone think I hate Providence, I do not. I just needed a decent sized town for creatures of madness and mayhem to run around in. I could have picked Worcester, New Bedford, even Hartford. I went with Providence. I also spent time learning about the different orders of monks, so that part of the story would be authentic. On weapons I had a lot less research to do since I’ve used weapons ever since high school and quite a bit throughout my twenty-eight years in the military. I’ve been over to Iraq twice, Afghanistan, three times for the military, and spent about a year in Afghanistan working for a private security firm. Every bit of equipment the Inquisitors use I have experience with, the same with their tactics, which made it easy to describe but boring to read. Most of the time when there is a fight people focus on what is right in-front of them. To give a story any kind of continuity and avoid “Well if you remember Bob,” or “”Tell me again what happened when the Ogre attacked,” dialogue I had to expand Brother Sebastian’s peripheral awareness. At the same time I didn’t want to descend into omnipotence, so it was a balancing act.

Why dark urban fiction almost horror?

I was really stuck trying to shoe-horn in my story into a genre, because it just didn’t quite fit. I’m not trying to scare anyone, act as a warning to the populace at large on the dangers of Cthulhu, or teach a moral lesson like horror usually does. At the same time if you have a group of people who have powers that can and usually do harm regular people, your story is not going to be a happy one. Bad things will occur, people will die, and mayhem will run rampant. It’s not dystopic, for most people magic never enters their lives and they go about quite happily unaware it actually exists. Those that do, however, experience all kinds of terrible events and traumas. Set more or less today that kinda makes it urban fiction, minus the romance. So dark urban fiction almost horror.

Are Wiccans witches?

Not in my books; completely different types of people and motivations. In my world witches are unrepentantly evil, more or less crazy, sacrifice innocents to gain power, and generally nasty all around. Witches will sometime prey on Wiccans, but they could just as easily go after a Girl Scout Troop, or the Moose Lodge.

But witches visit places Wiccans are

Of the few Wiccans I know, all of them are fiercely independent. Which works well for them and is fine for society, as it is now. But if we change things up and people are viewed as herd animals, predators are always looking for the weak, the unlucky, and those alone. Individuality in this situation is counter-productive. From the predator’s perspective, it is much easier to stalk a single cow that has wandered away from the herd than it is to try and separate one away from the group. That’s what witches are; predators, and how they see us, as prey. Those who are alone, or weak or venerable and easily seduced, or won’t be missed are the targets of witches.

Are there only evil women?

Of course not, in my first book, the two biggest sources of pain for Brother Sebastian, the protagonist, are both male; warlocks. There are different types of magic users, ones that have different skills or focuses, which I will reveal in due time, and some of the sub-types of magic users may be more male or female centric, but they are all nasty vicious people bent on blood lust and chaos. Evil is pretty much an equal opportunity recruiter.

Why aren’t there good magicians like Harry Dresden or Harry Potter?

Those are differently worlds with different rules. Jim Butcher has within his series, The White Council and the Laws of Magic to reign in true evil. That kinda sorta works for Harry Dresden, but that does leave a lot of room for abuse as Harry’s mother pointed out. If you notice in Harry Potter, Arthur Weasly, as nice as he is written, makes remarks about how clever Muggles are for inventing things like electricity and phones because they don’t have magic. Like they’re an occasionally bright child, there is a kind bigotry of low expectations. This is shown pretty clearly when the Minister of Magic visits the Prime Minister, and of course how Dolores Umbridge acts towards non-humans. There is some real nastiness in the margins of Harry Potter’s world, and I think the stories are better for it. The other difference is in both of those worlds, one is born into magic or not, and they grow into their power, no one reads a strange book and has magic unleashed upon them as in my world.

I took, I think, a harder, and more realistic approach as to what would happen if there was magic. It’s power. People rarely handle power well, especially if they get it suddenly. A decent comparison is when people win the lottery. They tend to go a bit crazy with all of the new possibilities open to them now they are a millionaire.

Imagine you had the power, magically, and from across the room, to slap someone who was rude, maybe they’re yammering away on their cell-phone in public, perhaps they’re driving like a jerk, maybe talking during the movie, cutting in line, whatever. Now if you could do that, and no one would know that it was you doing the slapping, and there was no way you’d be punished by the law for doing so, would you be tempted?

Even if you never slapped anyone, but knew you could, how would your attitude change towards regular people? Would you start to hold them in contempt, just a little, because you had abilities they did not? How would your attitude change towards following the law knowing you were above it?

Now toss in some evil entities encouraging you to do more than just slap around people who get in your way and you have a real monster being created.

Does the Government know about witches?

No.   First off remember most people can’t see magic, just the aftermath. Could you see a politician getting up in front of the cameras and saying, “magic is real,” and not be laughed off the stage? What modern government could admit there was a problem that most people can’t directly see, can’t measure, and that the government couldn’t fix? Following that logic I deduced that they deliberately turn a blind eye to magic, engaging in wilful ignorance. Further to avoid panic, or worse yet looking incompetent, they would silence those who point out that there is a problem. Bureaucracies are very self-protective, ask any whistle-blower, pointing out the Emperor has no clothes leads to punishment, not acceptance.

Even if you did convince people there was magic, witches, and evil made manifest, what do you think would happen? Would people pick up their pitchforks and start weighing suspicious characters to see if they weighed as much as a duck, or would they seek witches out, hoping for favours and power?

Why can’t the Government hire those that can see magic?

I had thought about it. Larry Correia’s does this with his Monster Hunter series, the protagonists are in league with a shadowy part of the government to eradicate monsters and suppress monster uprisings. Works for him, I’m more cynical. In my mind if you have ten government employees who know about monsters and it’ll be news in a week. Governments and conspiracies just don’t work out. Remember if two people having consensual sex in the White House can’t keep it secret, how would it be possible that an entire agency, or bureau, or department could hide the existence of the supernatural?

With Rick Gualtieri’s Bill the Vampire series, the vampires have bribed off cops and various important government officials to keep quiet, and that could work to a point. However, I’m not cynical enough to think that would work well long term either. Now these are their worlds and they say what does or does not work, but for me I figured that a shadowy guerrilla war between evil and the Church worked. Witches stay out of sight because they fear being captured/enslaved/ sacrificed by more powerful magic users, and the monks do so because no one would ever believe them, and some politicians would actually work to keep the knowledge of magic quiet to prevent spreading fear or exposing government incompetence.

Why wouldn’t people believe in magic?

We live, for better or for worse, in a culture that follows scientific principles, and reason more or less. How would you even measure magic? “I’m going to sacrifice ten kittens and compare how much power our trapped witch receives versus the ten puppies we sacrificed yesterday?”

Imagine how the law would react – “Yes officer, the neighbourhood bully was drunk again and bothering everyone here at the block party. Ms Crabtree came out and he knocked her down. She pulled out a stick and said some funny words and he fell over dead. I think she’s a witch and you need to arrest her for witchcraft and murder.”

Or a defense attorney – “So you think my client is a witch and that piece of wood is the murder weapon? Okay please show the court how that works. Fire a spell out of it. Nothing big, say knock over the water pitcher.”

That’s the point, if we had magic users they would be outside out the law as we have it constructed. Never mind that jails couldn’t hold them, what would be the charge, how would the rules of evidence apply?

Unless you want a world filled with witches doing as they pleased, you have to checks to this power. That’s why in my world you have Inquisitors fighting them in secret.

Why straight up good versus evil?

I went old school, if you read events and tales from before the modern era, say up until WWI that’s the way things were portrayed. There was good on one side and then evil on the other. Industrialization started to alter the way we saw the world and our roles. It introduced complexity, and forced people to face a changing, more nuanced world, but it was the mechanized butchery of WWI that had the real effect. It shook people’s belief in themselves and in how they perceived others. Instead of black and white the grey was focused on, it was always there, but now it rose to prominence. This trend continued slowly, replacing the hero with the anti-hero, the uncertainty of motives swamping story telling in all of its forms and now in life. Instead of good guys doing bad things to bad people for timeless ideals, we have, for the most part, questionable people doing bad things to other questionable people because a code has been broken, a trust betrayed, an action needs to be avenged.

All well and fine, and what we are now used to, because that is closer to real life. We do things for personal reasons and situationally, not from a larger sense of what is right or wrong. However, what happens when you take someone used to nuance, to complex motives, and who understands the grey in us, and put them in a black and white world? They know what they must do, but are not really mentally equipped to deal with the, “she was bad so I killed her,” kind of abruptness. How does a person who doesn’t feel righteous, lead a righteous life; how do you purge evil when you’ve spent most of your life looking at the grey and not at the black and white?

Why Catholic Monks?

I needed a group that was world-wide, large enough that they could have a secret society with in them and old enough that they could have been battling evil for a very long time. I also need to explain from where the darkness comes without copying anyone. Larry Correia uses the Cthulhu mythos, Harry Potter is fairly agnostic, religion is rarely mentioned, except Christmas. Rick Gualtieri has a hint of Catholicism with the Templars protecting the Icon from the icky vampires. Jim Butcher has a bit more Catholic mythos with Angels and Knights of the Cross, so I went further; full on Catholic. Again I did that before I’d read any of these guys, and they are all worth reading, it just worked out that I was in a niche that no one else was occupying.

Tell me about these Illustrated Excerpts and the book cover, where did you get them?

I have the best editor possible, Danielle Fine. Not only did she make the story infinitely better, she helped create the cover and then did the illustrated excerpts for promotional efforts. Remember I’m new at this and had no idea how to do marketing. She and a few other authors took me under their wings and helped guide me along. For the artwork, I’d like to say it was a collaborative event, but I have no artistic skills. I gave Danielle my vision of what “right” looked like and with a bit of back and forth, okay a lot of back and forth, she made it happen. Of course, now with all of my nit-picking, I owe her some tequila. Probably several bottles.

So where are you now in your series?

The Soulless Monk, the next in the series is with my exceptional editor Danielle Fine. I just finished The Witch’s Lair, which is number three. Give me a few weeks to a month to do rewrites and checks and then that’s off to the editor. I’ve also made a tentative start on the next novel after The Witch’s Lair. I can’t reveal its name as it gives away too much.

I also have a few short stories other, featuring second lead men that I’ll probably be adding to The Soulless Monk and The Witch’s Lair for additional fun for the reader.

When are they coming out?

The Soulless Monk, the second book, will be out by fall, if not sooner, but there are lots of factors like re-write times; the wife and helper dog and their willingness to put up with my antics that will have to be considered. How many copies and how quickly they are sold of Junior Inquisitor will have an impact. From those sales I’ll be paying my editor. I’m hoping to sell a lot as she gets real cranky when it comes to her money, and she does such a good job it feels wrong to try and pay her in kindness and with my good looks.

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Medieval Monday: Spotlight on Carmen Stefanescue


It’s Medieval Monday again and I’m spotlighting fellow medieval romance author,

Carmen Stefanescue!



Publisher: Wild Child Publishing

Genre: paranormal/light romance/light historical/light horror.

Anne’s relationship with her boyfriend Neil has disintegrated. After a two-year separation, they pack for a week vacation in hopes of reconciling. But fate has other plans for them. The discovery of a bejeweled cross and ancient human bones opens a door to a new and frightening world–one where the ghost of a medieval nun named Genevieve will not let Anne rest. This new world threatens not only to ruin Anne and Neil’s vacation but to end all hopes of reconciliation as Anne feels compelled to help free Genevieve’s soul from its torment. Can Anne save her relationship and help Genevieve find her eternal rest? A touching, compelling story of tragedy, loss and the power of endless love and good magic. The twists and turns in this paranormal tale keep the reader guessing up to the end and weave themselves together into a quest to rekindle love.


No sooner had Andrew swung off his horse and tied the reins of both horses to a tree than Genevieve, managing to break out of her petrified state, hurried from behind the gates.

A warm smile brightened his face upon seeing her. His smile melted away. Something about her expression must have warned him all wasn’t well. His gaze, worried and questioning, lingered on her face.

“What’s wrong, my darling? Have you changed your mind? Why are you here by the gate? I thought I’d find you in the old man’s house? Someone could have seen you and alerted the Abbess,” he said.

He pulled an ivory wood anemone from his saddlebag and gave it to Genevieve. “I picked this along the way. It looks like you: pretty and delicate.”

She heaved a sigh and accepted the flower. “Oh, Andrew, how sweet of you.” She managed a smile.

“Come, we should leave at once,” she said and glanced nervously over her shoulder. “Something terrible happened after you left for town. I think the Abbess found out about us. Our meeting in Uncle Ryan’s cabin is no longer a secret. We have been overheard. For all I know someone spies on us even as we speak. I think the Abbess, or one of her ‘friends,’ is hovering somewhere nearby and listening to every word.”

Andrew pulled her into his arms and tightened her in his embrace. “Calm down, please. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“No, please, let’s leave. There’s danger all around us. I know what I’m saying.”

“Then you can tell me what happened along the way.” Andrew took hold of her hand as if trying to instill courage and confidence in her. He untied the reins of the horse he’d brought for her. Placing a tender kiss on her forehead, he helped Genevieve up and then swung himself into the saddle. He turned his head as if to hide the worried frown across his face. “A scorned woman is worse than an unleashed hurricane,” he said. Then he addressed Genevieve, “We’ll follow the most direct route through the forest.”

Genevieve flinched.

The forest. The very cursed forest. The main reason for the tragedy in her family.

He nodded, saying, “Don’t worry. We’re together. Have faith my love.” He led the way into the forest.

Genevieve wrapped the dark mantle covering her shoulders more tightly around her and swallowed her fears as they began the cautious ride through the silent forest, through the silent night, enveloped by their own silent guilt.

… . . .

Tears welled in Anne’s eyes, blurring her vision. She couldn’t explain them, or the sudden sadness seeping into her heart. This should’ve been a moment of happiness or, at least, contentment. She was with Neil again, and the outcome of their trip together should, very likely, bring their reconciliation. Why then did she seem detached from where she stood?

Anne shivered. Why the deep feeling of having seen this place, this forest before? And why the eerie sensation of being present here only in the body, while her mind was far away?

Away from the forest.

Away from Neil, the man who’d betrayed her trust and her love.

An onrush of sensations unfamiliar to her followed. Dizziness and a malevolent feeling of unreality suffocated her.

Anne edged cautiously closer to the rim of the bare cliff. Her foot tapped the edge. It seemed solid. She stared into the darkness of the abyss at her feet. It echoed the shadows in her heart. An unusual curiosity took hold of her. Should she step ahead? What was down there? Other human bones? Another mystery? The presence of evil, creeping up and enveloping her, became almost palpable. The vines of fog folded around her, dragging her to the depth. Her throat turned dry, and she gasped for air.

Megan’s face contorted, the voice no longer pleasant. A hoarse gurgle, spluttering distorted words.

” Yes, come. . . I’m waiting. . . I’ve been waiting for you for such a long time!”

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 2/22/15 Beloveds




Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors!

I’m back with my current WIP, a medieval short novella, called Beloveds. It has the same characters as my Time Enough to Love trilogy, so if you’ve been wanting more about Alyse, here you go. There has been some very creative punctuation demonstrated in this snippet.

Still on the very rough first draft, but I have finished the first draft and am revising it today. :) This snippet continues where we left off last week.


Thomas’ smile widened and he caressed her cheek, running one long finger along her jaw. “Aye, sweet Alyse, ‘tis I. Do you feel better now, my love?”

“Better?” She must be dying to see such an apparition. Mayhap she was already dead and in heaven.

“Aye, you do not shiver as you did a moment ago,” he said as he picked up her hand and kissed the knuckles.

Warmth cascaded through her, soothing her, making her body tingle with that single touch of his lips.

That’s all for this week. Hope you enjoyed it!

My medieval  e-books, Betrothal, Betrayal, and Beleaguered and two erotic contemporary novellas, Almost Perfect and Hog Wild, are available for only for .99 each for the  next week on AmazonSmashwords, and ARe . The sale ends on February 28, so come grab your copy soon!

And don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here.  There’s some fantastic snippets to be read.



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Cover Reveal and Release: Love, Lattes and Mutants by Sandra Cox

Love lattes and mutants

Blurb: Finding love is hard, even when you aren’t a mutant.

Like most seventeen-year-olds, Piper Dunn wants to blend in with the crowd. Having a blowhole is a definite handicap. A product of a lab-engineered mother with dolphin DNA, Piper spends her school days hiding her brilliant ocean-colored eyes and sea siren voice behind baggy clothing and ugly glasses. When Tyler, the new boy in school, zeroes in on her, ignoring every other girl vying for his attention, no one, including Piper, understands why…

Then Piper is captured on one of her secret missions rescuing endangered sea creatures and ends up in the same test center where her mother was engineered. There she discovers she isn’t the only one of her kind. Joel is someone she doesn’t have to hide from, and she finds herself drawn to the dolph-boy who shares her secrets. Talking to him is almost as easy as escaping from the lab. Deciding which boy has captured her heart is another story…

Sandra CoxBio:

Multi-published author Sandra Cox writes YA Fantasy, Paranormal and Historical Romance, and Metaphysical Nonfiction. She lives in sunny North Carolina with her husband, a brood of critters and an occasional foster cat. Although shopping is high on the list, her greatest pleasure is sitting on her screened in porch, listening to the birds, sipping coffee and enjoying a good book. She’s a vegetarian and a Muay Thai enthusiast.





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A Piper-approved necklace and $10 Starbuck Card


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