This morning, as I was perusing my Facebook timeline, I happened upon an article that a lovely friend shared. It was entitled “24 Things Women Should Stop Wearing After Age 30”, a…
I can’t believe it’s the middle of March, 2016. It doesn’t seem like the last time I posted was November. It’s been tough couple of years for me when it comes to health, and I’m working on catching up from that now that I have conquered it thanks to my endocrinologist.
For the past two years, until the beginning of this brand spanking New Year, I had Epstein-Barr and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. It was a struggle to do anything during that time. All I could do was write –all my energy went to that. I wanted to do so much more, but I was constantly physically and mentally exhausted. I had a hard time staying awake and took a stimulant for a year just so I wouldn’t fall asleep while writing or driving. I was in a brain fog (as my endocrinologist called it) all of the time. I couldn’t remember what it was like to have energy.
I had many great intentions, things I wanted to do but couldn’t follow through with–like starting and keeping up this blog. And I still owe my readers Wonderland: Mikaela.
When January of 2016 arrived, all of a sudden I was feeling alive again. I have energy, mental clarity, and I even sing (horribly) and dance (ditto) when I’m by myself at home. Sometimes when my sons are around, too, and they just shake their heads and smile. The garage needed to be cleaned and organized for two years, and now I can do it and am.
I returned to the endocrinologist in early January, and the blood tests came back with my “numbers” within normal range! I am thrilled, happy, excited, and looking so forward to bigger and better things.
2016 has started out wonderfully. Here we go!
I’m excited to let you all know that the first book in my “Riding Tall” cowboy series, Branded for You, is now available in audiobook!
I will be giving away 5 free copies of the audiobook version of Branded for You to 5 readers who are willing to listen to and review the book! Just leave a comment on my blog, Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram; or retweet or share, and I will do a drawing.
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Tuesday Teasers is also release day this week!
ALEX is available today! Don’t miss the excerpt below!
**Author note below
An Armed and Dangerous novella: When Nicole Landford makes a bet with her cousins to go after the first man who “trips her trigger,” little does she know that she’s in for the ride of her life. Unfortunately it’s with the last man on earth she wants to be with.
Alex Grand’s had his eye on Nicole for years. Now that he’s got her attention, he’s got more than his hands full with the wild thing who claims her heart is not up for grabs. But Alex intends to tame Nicole’s wild heart and make the woman his for keeps.
**Please note: “Alex” is a spinoff novella from “Kade,” an Armed and Dangerous novel. “Alex” was originally published in eBook in the “Hearts are Wild” anthology with Ellora’s Cave under the title “Wild Hearts”. Alex’s first name has been changed due to changes made at the request of St. Martin’s Press for the other novels in the series. Alex isn’t armed, but he is dangerous… Fair warning: “Alex” is far more erotic than the Armed and Dangerous novels!
Here’s an excerpt just for you!
PLEASE NOTE: This excerpt has been tamed down a bit for this blog. Fair warning: ALEX is anything but tame. Be prepared to have a nice cool drink with you when you read this novella!
“Damn it.” Nicole Landford propped her hands on her full hips and scowled. “You have some nerve up and dying on me out here in the middle of nowhere.”
With all her pent-up frustration, Nicole kicked the tire of her red ‘63 Corvette with the toe of her four-inch heel and winced. She had only managed to hurt her big toe, not to mention scuffing the bluish-green shoe that matched her mini-dress and the unusual shade of her eyes.
The ‘vette ignored her tirade as steam continued to hiss from beneath the hood. An acrid burnt rubber stench rose up in the air, along with the smell of radiator fluid. Heat rolled over Nicole in waves, adding to the perspiration already beading on her face. Why couldn’t the damn thing have died in Douglas, or even Bisbee? At least then she’d have been near a phone. And of course, actually bringing her cell phone would have been a stroke of genius.
With an irritated sigh, Nicole shoved her long blonde hair out of her face with one hand and looked around at the endless miles of ranch land. If she had been on a highway, she could have stuck out one bare leg, hitched up the miniskirt of her backless dress, and flagged down some gorgeous man. Oh, hell, any man would do, so long as she could get to Dee MacLeod’s house.
But here she was on a dirt road and she’d taken one hell of a wrong turn. That’s what she got for not paying attention. Instead of ending up at least on the road to the Flying M, the MacLeod Ranch, she was stuck out here with nothing around her but dirt, grass, barbed wire fences, and cattle. It was a hot, muggy, and overcast late August afternoon, and more sweat dripped down the side of her face. Thunderclouds were building up to the south and she could smell the promise of a monsoon storm that could come out of nowhere in a hurry.
That would be the icing on her cake.
Off in the distance Nicole could see Alex Grand’s ranch, but she was in no mood to mess with that cowboy, no matter how sexy the man was. She and Alex had been butting heads since elementary school, and all she needed was another confrontation with him. They never had seen eye to eye on anything, and the man always seemed amused by their arguing. No, she didn’t have time for him.
Especially not when she was a woman on a mission.
A few days ago, Nicole and her cousins Lily and Sabrina had made a pact. The first man who “tripped her trigger”, as Sabrina had said, was the man Nicole had to go all-out for, no matter what or who. Wild and crazy sex, and as much of it as possible. For one month and one month only.
They had made a bet and damned if Nicole was going to be the one to lose out on it. Out of all three cousins, Nicole was the one who had no reservations about enjoying sex with the men she chose to date. She was a free spirit—no emotional ties. All she ever looked for was a good time. Her cousins were more reserved—especially Lily, who probably hadn’t been laid for years.
Nicole intended to make good on the bet. Only problem was, she had yet to find a single man who even interested her. It had been a few days since they’d made the pact after Aunt Viv’s fifty-fifth birthday celebration, and Nicole had no prospects on the horizon.
To try and stir up some action, before her damn car had died on her, Nicole had been on her way to the MacLeod Ranch where her friend Trace was visiting from Texas. Trace was happily married now to a sexy cowboy named Jess Lawless, but she was going to buddy up with Nicole, along with the sheriff’s wife, Catie Savage. The three planned to head over to Sierra Vista to one of the local hot spots so that Nicole could find a man who turned her on enough to pursue a romp in the hay with. There were plenty of hot Border Patrol and Customs agents in the area, as well as sexy military men from Ft. Huachuca, not to mention some damn fine ranchers. All Nicole had to do was find one who made her hot and go for it.
But first she had to get there.
“Okay, you piece of—of…” Nicole went around to the front of the car, tried to pop the hood, and snatched back her hand. The damn thing was boiling hot.
She gave another frustrated sigh, but this time in deference to her pride and joy. “I’m sorry, baby. I love you and I shouldn’t get so mad.” Hell, she and her cherry red ‘vette had been through a lot together, so what was a little breakdown now and again?
The low of a cow from the other side of the barbed wire fence drew Nicole’s attention and wrath instead. “Beat it, you slobber-mouthed beast.”
The white-faced Hereford just chewed her cud as she studied Nicole with her big brown eyes, and then turned away. The muggy Arizona summer afternoon intensified the smell of the cow and the dust her hooves kicked up. More cattle plodded by at a slow and easy pace, eating snatches of grass, green from recent monsoon rains. Occasionally, they gave a loud “moo”. Two calves bawled and poked their faces through the fence, before their mothers nudged them along.
Nicole glanced to the south again. It would be her luck for the storm to rain on her parade. Not that it would matter now. Her blonde hair was wilting fast, her makeup running down her face, and her dress rumpling in the humidity.
So much for “dry heat”.
After a few moments, the steam lessened. Nicole used a cloth from the backseat of her car to pop the hood and then prop it up. She tossed the cloth on the fender, folded her arms beneath her generous cleavage and glared at the radiator, which probably needed to be replaced. It wasn’t easy finding parts for a car over forty years old.
She stomped away, as best she could in those four-inch heels she used to love—
And felt something warm and wet squish around her foot.
With a groan she looked down, knowing what she’d see. She had managed to step into a nice, big, smelly, fresh pile of cow manure.
Great. Just great.
Nicole almost ripped both her heels off and threw them over the fence at the cattle and said to hell with it. Instead she took a deep breath and turned her gaze to the cloudy sky. “Are you out to get me?”
Thunder rumbled in the distance. Wind picked up and lifted her damp hair from her shoulders. Well, there was her answer.
She groaned and wiped off the manure on a clump of grass. So much for those heels.
When her shoe was mostly de-crapified, she leaned in the ‘vette’s open window and snatched the keys out of the ignition. She rounded the car, opened the trunk, and grabbed a new jug of radiator fluid. As she started to shut the lid, her keys slipped out of her hand and into the trunk.
“No!” she shouted, dropping the jug and leaping to stop the trunk lid.
Her keys clanked at the bottom of the trunk. The lid thunked shut.
Nicole groaned and flattened her palms against the sun-warmed car. “Shit. Shitshitshitshitshit!”
Before she realized what was happening, large male hands were on either side of hers, braced on the trunk lid, and a very big male body virtually surrounded her.
Nicole froze. Her heart started to pound like a cattle stampede.
“Now, hon—” came Alex Grand’s low drawl, “—you really ought to watch your language.”
For a moment her body sagged, she was so thankful it wasn’t some rapist who had snuck up on her. But in the next second she gritted her teeth, pissed it was Alex and that he had scared her like he had.
She tried to twist away but he had her blocked with his powerful arms. She clenched her hands into fists. “I’m in no mood for your bullshit, Alex Grand.”
Just as she was about to try to push back and shove him off, he leaned in close, his body pressed against hers. She could feel his heat, the rough denim of his shirt against her bare back, his jeans through the thin material covering her ass. She could smell his masculine scent of sweat, horse, and summer wind.
“Now what are you in the mood for, Nicole Landford?” he asked in a low rumble that vibrated throughout her body and made the hairs on her nape stand on end. A thrill zipped straight to her belly.
Alex Grand had tripped her trigger.
“Not you.” She slumped forward, buried her face in her arms on the trunk lid, and her words came out muffled. “I don’t care. Not you. Not in a million years. Oh, shit.”
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Welcome special guest star, Erin Quinn!
Hi Cheyenne, thank you so much for inviting me to be on your blog! I’m going to take a page from Jennifer Ashley’s book and introduce myself and then tell you what to do to win some of my books!
I’m Erin Quinn and I write dark paranormal for the thinking reader and light romcom for the reader who just wants to have fun.
First I’m going to tell you about the romcom, because as it happens, I have a new one that just released yesterday! A Little Bit of Sugar is a Thanksgiving story—just in time for the holidays—and it’s the first in the Snowed in and Snuggled Up Holiday Trio—a fun little set of novellas set in the wintry town of Plymouth Rock, Colorado.
Here’s a little about them.
JT Winchester doesn’t believe there’s magic in Plymouth Rock, Colorado. For him, it’s always represented a cage he couldn’t wait to escape. Yet he’s never forgotten the girl next door who’d captured his heart as a young man. His love for her had been so all consuming and terrifying, that when the chance came to escape both Plymouth Rock and her, he took it.
Madison Lane may be the girl next door, but she has big dreams. The Internet has given her small town business international exposure, and she lives her life the way she wants. Yet something is missing, and no amount of pretending it’s anything other than JT Winchester has ever worked. Now, JT is back in town for Thanksgiving and Madison is reunited with the man who once set her heart and body aflame. They’ve both changed, but one thing has stayed the same—they can’t resist one another.
When the two find themselves snowed in at the cabin JT’s grandfather built, the time for running comes to an end. JT is about to discover he has a lot to be thankful for, like being trapped with the girl who got away . . . like getting a second chance to make things right. And Madison is ready to be brave and get what she wants, the man she’s loved since she was young. For JT and Madison, the magic of Plymouth Rock is about to change their lives.
Book Two in the trio is:
Scout Winchester is looking to re-ignite his career. A little sizzle in his love life wouldn’t hurt, either!
After an entire lifetime of preparing to be the next NHL great, Scout reached the pinnacle in hockey by 29—then hit rock bottom, following a horrific car accident. He walked away from the hospital; but residual injuries forced him to walk away from the spotlight. Returning to Plymouth Rock, Colorado as a hometown hero is all well and dandy, but Scout has broken family fences to mend, job offers to consider…and a raven-haired beauty from his past who deserves the ultimate decision from him.
Ciara St. James still hasn’t found her place in the world. How long can she keep running from her past?
Not dealt the best hand from the get-go, Ciara survives on instinct, personal convictions and an adventurous spirit. She’s learned how to make the best of every disastrous situation, but deep down, there are past pains she hides from everyone… Except for Scout. When they’re suddenly reunited for the Thanksgiving holiday and are snowed in at Win Creek Cabin, Ciara realizes the time has come to stop running. To stop hiding. To snuggle up with the only man she’s ever loved and face her demons while he faces his—and hope they both come out unscathed.
And Book Three is:
All Hamilton Winchester ever wanted was Gaby Venti, but Gaby Venti never wanted to be tied down to any man . . . especially a man from Plymouth Rock, Colorado, the hometown she left. But when she finds herself snowed in by a force of nature, she quickly learns that Hamilton Winchester isn’t just ‘any man,’ and Plymouth Rock is much more than simply her hometown.
And while I’m at it, I must mention the other holiday trios available now:
Welcome to North Pole, Maine, where magic is in the air.
Fate has a way of playing with the heart . . . .
**News flash: All three Love with a Twist novellas are currently free wherever books are sold!
And now, to my dark paranormal which is, basically, just that . . . dark . . . sometimes scary . . . and anything but normal. I have two series at the moment: The Mists of Ireland (Time Travel set in Ireland) and The Beyond (think Supernatural Meets Joe Black).
You can find out more about me and my books www.ErinQuinnBooks.com.
Now, onto the prizes. Tell which kind of story you prefer—one that twists and turns and makes you guess what comes next, or one that hits your comfort zone and carries you along from there. I’ll pick three winners who can have their choice of any of my back list.
So, talk to me!!!!
Come join the Butterscotch Martini Girls at today’s Book Blab for a funny discussion encompassing anything “Trick or Treat” Stay until the end for a chance to win a free book! http://bit.ly/1kaKb7P
Cheyenne: Thanks so much for asking me to blog today!
What I decided to do was introduce myself and my books and then do some giveaways!
I’m Jennifer Ashley, and I write a bunch of different series (in a couple of different names):
Riding Hard (Contemp Westerns—hot cowboy stunt riders)
Mackenzies (Historicals—hot Scots in kilts)
Shifters Unbound (paranormal romance—hot shapeshifters!)
The Stormwalker series (as Allyson James; urban fantasy, starring a hot dragon hero)
The Captain Lacey Regency Mysteries (as Ashley Gardner—these are mysteries with a romance thread, and yes, the hero is hot).
If you like things uber-hot (that’s really, really, really hot), I also have the Tales of the Shareem series, about men who are created solely for the pleasure of women. (A lot of people like this series for some reason… Book 1 is Rees)
It happens that I have three current releases in three of these series:
Carter isn’t a Campbell though, he’s a foster brother adopted out of the gang territories of Houston—he came to the Circle C ranch on a foster kid program when he was a teen and stayed. Carter now has a daughter he’s raising by himself (with the help of his four brothers), and he’s in love with the town sweetheart—Grace–the girl way too good for the bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks. When trouble comes in the form of Carter’s past, only Grace can help him out.
Malcolm Mackenzie, one of the five wild sons of the Duke of Kilmorgan, spies Lady Mary
Lennox across a ballroom—she’s a proper young Englishwoman who is engaged to an English lord. The trouble is, the uprising surrounding Bonnie Prince Charlie is about to happen and Mary’s father and fiance are staunch supporters of the English side. Mal must find a way to capture Mary for himself, before Mary’s family and his can tear them apart. This book earned a starred review in Booklist (the best they give), and a Top Pick in RT Bookreviews.
The Thames River Murders (Captain Lacey Regency Mysteries, Book 10): Captain Lacey is an army officer injured in the Peninsula, who started investigating puzzles as a way to take his mind of his troubles when he returned to London burned out and broke.
Now he’s newly married, and has a daughter (from previous marriage) about to make her debut. He’s currently being threatened by a blackmailer whose threats turn physical; meanwhile, a friend in the Thames River Police has asked Lacey to help him solve a cold-case crime—the only evidence being a woman’s skeleton retrieved from the river ten years ago. Lacey has his hands full, but his society dandy friend, Grenville; the master criminal, James Denis; and his wife, Lady Breckenridge are happy to help out.
Another Mackenzie story is coming in November (Mackenzie Clan Gathering), which revisits the characters from The Madness of Lord Ian Mackenzie ten years on, with more romance and mayhem in store.
To win any book from any series you might like (print or e-), simply answer in the comments which type of romance you like to read and why. That’s it!
Thanks again, Chey!
Don’t forget to check out Chey’s current Westerns, which are awesome!
aka Allyson James
aka Jennifer Ashley
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Jennifer Ashley has lived and traveled all over the world, and now lives in the Southwest. She writes historical, paranormal, and contemporary romance as Jennifer Ashley; mysteries as Ashley Gardner; and paranormal romance and urban fantasy as Allyson James.
Jennifer’s/Allyson’s/Ashley’s more than 83 novels and novellas have won RWA’s RITA award, the Golden Quill, RT Reviewer’s Choice awards, and the Prism award, among others. Jennifer’s novels have been also been translated into French, German, Spanish, Dutch, Japanese, Norwegian, Hungarian, Italian, Thai, and other languages.
Jennifer enjoys writing and reading above all else, but her hobbies include cooking, hiking, playing flute and guitar, painting, and building miniature rooms and dollhouses.