Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Welcome to the STEAMY BLOG HOP #MFRW

 Welcome to the #MFRW Steam Blog Hop

Be Sure to check out all the other authors participating in the hop. They are listed below and have some fantastic excerpts for you! 

Today's excerpt from me is from a trilogy I wrote. The first book in the series is Cardle of Dreams, the secon book, Whisper of Dreams, and the thid book is Scoundrel of Dreams. My excerpt is from the second book WHISPER OF DREAMS (an erotica/BDSM novella). 



Sarah must get her son out of New Bern, North Carolina before he succumbs to an epidemic of yellow fever. Yankees have taken over the town and there is only one man capable of smuggling them out—Captain Elijah Fortune. Even though she betrayed him once, she appeals to the champion of her childhood for help. He’s more than happy to accommodate her, but the price of risking his life is steep. And the cost has nothing to do with money.   


Sarah came to her feet and faced him. “Very well, let us get on with it then.”
He nodded toward the items at her feet. “Choose your poison, nightingale.”
Heat crept up her cheeks and she hoped her sarcasm was not lost on him. “I could not begin to know. I will allow you to choose since you seem to have experience in debauchery.”

“The quirt will do. Think on the bright side, nightingale, you might enjoy it.”

She pinned him with a lethal glare before he bent down and retrieved the riding crop from the floor. Tapping it against the palm of his hand, his eyes had glazed over with lust when they met hers again. “Take down your hair. Sarah.”

Her skin tingled, along with every nerve and cell in her body. His deep, lust-filled voice drew her like a magnet, not to mention his exquisite build sent her libido into tremors. Gone was the gangly youth she remembered. In his place, stood a man who exuded strength and mastery. And he wanted her. Without thought, her fingers fumbled with the pins in her hair. She removed them, allowing her long tresses to tumble over her collarbones and fall to her waist.

Eli’s fixed gaze and quick intake of air left her weak-kneed. “The dress, take it off.”
This can not be happening. In a fog, she walked toward him and presented him her back. “The buttons…I need assistance.”


Have a great week everyone and thank you for reading about WHISPER OF DREAMS


Monday, October 12, 2020

Please Welcome Awesome Author Daryl Devore!

Please help me welcome awesome author Daryl Devore. She's here to tell us about The Dragon Story, which I'm sure you'll love once she finishes her first fantasy book! 

From Daryl:

A long time ago, someone said the word dragon and the next thing I knew one started flying around in my head. I’d never written a fantasy. After many starts and stops and rewrites the story was finally completed. Now it is in the final stage of touch ups and hopefully will be released the end of this year or early next year.

Funny enough, today I wrote a quick flash piece for a writing group and I think I just wrote the prologue to my next fantasy romance.

From my to-be-released-later-this-year romance – The Dragon Story (working title)

Evil Queen (I won’t release her name. It’s a spoiler in the book.)

Tagline for the book: A prince. A dragon. An Ancient sorceress. And a heartbreaking secret.

Daryl chose this writing prompt I gave her so she could tell us about her book: .

The evil queen keeps a diary. Write her first entry, her 13th, and then her last.

The Queen's First Entry:

May – Year of our Lord 1015

No one knows. No one suspects. The power is orgasmic. He was a puny pathetic human. He thought I loved him. How could I? He would not even kill his king so that I could be queen. Revenge will be mine.

The Queen's Thirteenth Diary Entry

July – Year of our Lord 1015

Power is so fulfilling. To watch their eyes as they scream in fear. Joy fills my soul. I am evil. Nothing can stop me. I have killed all those who have tried. I await his attempt.

The Queen's Last Diary Entry

October – Year of our Lord 1015

Tomorrow’s entry will be the penultimate of all. I will have won. All will bow to me to or die. I will rule over everything and everyone.

Today, we fight.

Today, he DIES!

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Thanks so much for completing the writing prompt, Daryl. You did such a fantastic job completing the evil queen's diary entries. 




Monday, September 28, 2020

'This Week's Word' is Very Interesting!

Welcome everyone! I'm so happy you stopped by again for This Week's Word!

I came across this word in a book I was reading and . . . I had to look it up because I didn't know what it meant. Let me know in the comment section if you knew what it meant before you read below! I'd love to hear from you. 


Misanthropy is the general hatred, dislike, distrust or contempt of the human species, human behavior and/or human nature. A misanthrope or misanthropist is someone who holds such views or feelings. The word's origin is from the Greek words μσος (mīsos, "hatred") and νθρωπος (ānthropos, "man, human"). The condition is often confused with asociality.

Misanthropy may be motivated by feelings of isolation or social alienation, or simply contempt for the prevailing characteristics of humanity. Misanthropy is commonly misinterpreted and distorted as a widespread and individualized hatred of humans.

Not only did I learn about the word "Misanthrope" but I could relate the word to a character in
DECADENT DECEPTIONS, and erotic historical novel I wrote some time ago.  The book is not only charged with erotic sex scenes between Morgan and Olivia, it's also a THRILLER with lots of suspense. 

The character who reminds me of a Misanthrope is the villain, of course. I suppose he has a reason to hate mankind, especially prostitutes from the local brothel, but he has little regard for life. 

This villain, in particular, kills because he dislikes human behavior.  I think you'd enjoy DECADENT DECEPTIONS if you like the mix of erotic romance, suspense and thrillers!

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 Thanks so much for stopping by! I so appreciate your visits and your support. 

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Welcome WENDY WANNER & Her Book "A Twist of Karma"

 Hi all,

Please help me welcome Wendy Wanner and her new book "A Twist of Karma"

I can personally attest that this is a great book because I had the privilege of editing it for her. And, indeed, there are a lot of twists. I hope you'll download the book and enjoy it too!


When a grieving mother turns to an ancient Buddhist ritual for solace and mistakenly awakens a vengeful spirit, dark karma threatens to destroy everything she holds dear…

Struggling with depression after the death of her young daughter, Jennifer flees to a healing center in the Sri Lankan jungle. Encouraged to visit the local temple, she finds unexpected meaning in the beliefs of Buddhism. But it’s not long before she becomes entangled in the mystic—and dangerous—world of village folklore, and the slippery, transferable energy of karma.

Still, the jungle works its magic, and Jennifer begins to recover. Returning to Santa Monica, she rebuilds her life through painting, even opening her heart to a new love. But when her deceased daughter appears begging for help, and mounting bodies baffle the police, she battles to repair the shift in karma and free her daughter’s soul.


Jennifer awoke with a start, trembling with adrenaline and gulping for air. Panicked, she clawed at the cord tightening around her neck, working her fingernails beneath the leather necklace and tugging it back and forth, loosening the string one maddening fraction of an inch at a time. She drew a deep, shuddering inhale and sat up, disentangling the cord from her hair.

  She froze, her hand on the coin, an uncanny feeling of being watched prickling her skin. A muted form materialized in the corner of the room. In the moment it took her to turn on the bedside lamp, the presence melted into the gloom like a phantom shadow.

Once Jennifer’s heart regained its normal rhythm, she snuggled beneath her blanket and then laughed at her childish, nighttime fears. Drifting back to sleep, the incident dissipated into the nothingness of lost dreams. 


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Thanks so much for visiting today. I hope you love the excerpt!