Smokin' Hot—Hot Kiss: An Idyllic Affair

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This week we're tasked with sharing a hot kiss, whether it's slow, eager, passionate, a kiss can be many things. *sigh* Check out the smokin' smooches and enjoy! :D

For my feature, I'm posting a scene from a current release, An Idyllic Affair, an Insula Ara ~ Sanctuary Island novella, co-written with my alter ego ML Skye.

For a little background, here are the anthology brand and book taglines:

Escape to Insula Ara, an island sanctuary that provides refuge… but it comes with a price.

On the run from their enemies, an island sanctuary gives Geoff and Linnea time for An Idyllic Affair.

Bring on the steamy smooches…

His hands cupped her face. "Linn." Whisper soft, his voice sent a shudder through her.

She opened her eyes.

"Stop thinking." His hand trailed down, gliding over her stomach, the curve of her hip and drifted over to undo the buttons of her fatigues. "Feel." His fingers slipped under the fabric and cupped her mound. "Just for tonight." Geoff pressed a line of kisses along her jaw. "Don't worry about tomorrow."

Her resistance melted away. "Okay. Until the weather breaks, I won't." She leaned in and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders.

Geoff made a low, growling sound and pushed her pants past her hips. She kicked her legs free and worked her hands under his shirt. Inching it upward, she gasped when Geoff pushed two fingers inside her. Her head fell back, but she tugged his shirt further up, leaning forward to finally taste his skin. Her tongue made a wet trail, before she stopped and crisscrossed her arms to drag her shirt up and over her head. Geoff used his free hand to yank his offensive garment off then wrapped his arm around Linnea, jockeying his position to lift his hips. Linn took the hint and flipped the buttons of his fatigues open, one by one, teasing him by going slowly.

Geoff's voice rumbled in her ear. "I'll make you pay for that later." His tongue flicked against her lobe.

~*~

Available on Amazon

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Book Blurb: Privateers by trade, Geoff MacLeod and Linnea Jensen find sanctuary on Insula Ara, a mysterious island full of wonder and a tinge of darkness. When Geoff and Linnea embark on a quest to retrieve a badly needed part for their ship, they find their deep attraction for each other hard to resist, and under the spell of the island, they have to tread carefully or succumb to the swirling undercurrents.

Brand Blurb: Legend tells of a mysterious island called Sanctuary, inhabited by people who have been to hell and back—and lived to tell the tale.

It goes on to say, that if someone needs help, if they are truly without hope, island will come to them in their darkest hour and help them find the way.

But the assistance comes with a price. Their heart and soul may be lost to the island in the process.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—Hot Encounter: A Magical Affair

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This week we're tasked with sharing a hot encounter, whether it's the first time or one of many others between the characters. Awesome! Kick off the spring season with a nice steamy treat. :D

For my feature, I'm posting a scene from a current release, A Magical Affair, a steamy ménage set around Halloween.

For a little background, here are the taglines:

Book: A mansion atop a wellspring of magic lets Romy, Heath, and Stacie live out their fantasies.

Bring on the hot stuff…

Stacie lifted a leg and sidestepped the panties, kicking her shoes off before returning the gesture and removing Romy's scrap of lace. Romy took Stacie's hand and placed it over her mound. Stacie turned, giving Heath a wonderful view of her fingers sliding over Romy's folds before delving between them, going deep. Romy shuddered, and her eyes slid closed. Stacie used her other hand, squeezing and kneading Romy's breasts. Romy bucked against Stacie's hand, grabbing her head and tugging her forward for a hot kiss.

Heath bit back a groan at the wanton display, and his erection ached to take part. Romy took the lead again and nudged Stacie away to step around behind her. She trailed her fingers up and down Stacie's arms until goose bumps rose on the flesh.

Stacie moaned. "Please, Romy. You know what I want."

Romy whispered against Stacie's ear. "Yes, I do. Are you ready for it?"

Stacie nodded and lifted her arms, reaching behind her to wrap them around Romy.

Romy skimmed her hands upward along Stacie's ribs, then brushed her palms over the pebbled tips of Stacie's nipples before bringing her fingertips together to tug at the peaks. Stacie writhed, her hips thrusting forward. Romy smoothed one hand downward, drifting over Stacie's stomach, going lower to insert two fingers into Stacie's pussy.

Stacie hissed out a harsh breath. "God, that feels good."

Heath stayed sprawled on the bed, letting his anticipation build, and hoped the women would turn their attention on him soon. If they didn't, he'd take matters into his own hands and ruin his part of the bargain. Romy guided Stacie to the edge of the bed, directing her to sit at the foot of the mattress.

Romy withdrew her fingers and replaced them with Stacie's. "Keep yourself hot, Stace."

Stacie hovered on the edge, her role secondary to Romy's.

Romy crawled up onto the bed and smiled, sultry and catlike. She moved between Heath's legs, then bent over to lick his shaft from base to tip. Her eyes dared him to remain passive. He responded by grabbing her head and positioning her mouth over his cock. She licked her lips, opened wide, and enveloped his length, welcoming his involuntary thrust with a humming purr.

Bobbing her head up and down, she wrapped her fingers around his girth and used them to increase the tension. Her tongue swirled around, laving back and forth over the rigid hardness. Her free hand cupped his balls and fondled them with gentle pressure.

Stacie angled around and reached out, tucking a hand between Romy's legs to slide fingers along her wet folds. She used the other to rub her own clit in circular motions. She progressed quickly to pumping in and out, bringing both close to the brink of orgasm.

~*~

Available on Amazon

~*~

Book Blurb: Romy Bludd and Heath Graystone are very adventurous and happily explore the wilder side of sex. Romy meets Jarvin and Vivica, who give her an opportunity to spend Halloween weekend at Magic Meadows, a mansion sitting atop an ancient wellspring of magic. Romy accepts the offer because she and Heath want to add someone else to the mix and Romy's best friend, Stacie, is back from a ten month stay abroad. The timing couldn't be better for the trio to live out their lustful fantasies.

The mansion and its owners are capable of wondrous transformations, giving Romy and Stacie a wealth of choices to rock Heath's world. A character from his favorite urban thriller, a cougar on the prowl, the plain librarian who wants to hook up with her boss, a roller derby diva with aggression issues, and a reporting duo with blackmail on their minds are on the agenda for the romp-filled weekend.

Heath is thrilled, but he really wants one thing—for Romy to give up control and let him call the shots.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—Hot and Bothered: A Little Yule Magick

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This week we're tasked with sharing a scene with sexual tension to leave us hot and bothered. Nice! Especially if you live in a cold climate… like Ohio in March. Seriously, I have to remind myself I was wearing shorts and flip flops in October sometimes. LOL

For my feature, I'm posting a scene from a holiday themed book, A Little Yule Magick.

For a little background, here is the book tagline:

Boyd and Sygin use a Little Yule Magick to get their holiday off on the right start.

Bring on the tension…

Sygin grinned. "I promise to make it worth your while."

Boyd quirked a brow. "Oh yeah? Care to share how?"

Sygin paused outside the door to the east wing. "No details, but since we'll be out finding our Yule log, use your imagination." She pushed the handle on the door and entered the long hallway leading to their suite.

Boyd waggled his eyebrows. "Hmmm. You know that might not be a good idea. I have a highly developed sensory perception."

Sygin snorted. "Then I guess I better out do myself from the last time." She took off, sprinting along the plush carpet and stopped outside their front door. "Starting with a nice little warm up in the shower." She twisted the knob, dashed inside the apartment then dragged her shirt over her head.

She tossed it outside the entrance and laughed, running to the bathroom and starting the water.

Boyd took his time, closing and locking the heavy oak door then placing a ward hex as an extra layer of protection. Students on their last day before break liked to prank their teachers. He should know, he'd done the same.

Grinning, he popped the button on his dungarees, eased the zipper down, and headed toward the sound of running water. Pushing the denim past his hips, he entered the space and caught sight of Sygin, naked under the spray. She never ceased to make him hard and ready within moments.

A good thing, considering they had a bunch of students to get home for the Yule break.

Stepping out of his pants, he entered the shower enclosure and joined Sygin under the steamy mist.

~*~

Available on Amazon

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Book Blurb: Lucy and Brian—creative rivals and romantic partners—are pushing the boundaries of their work and stepping into the realm of indie success. They're challenged with keeping their relationship strong and hot when leading their friends up the ladder.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—Hot and Swoon-Worthy: A Magical Affair

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Whew! Considering it's the beginning of March in Ohio and we've got snow on the ground, hot and swoon-worthy reading is welcome indeed.

This week we're tasked with posting a piece of dialog where our hero gets to take center stage and deliver a swoon-worthy line to the heroine. I can't wait to read some smooth moves from our heroes.

For my feature, I'm posting one of my favorite bits from a current release, A Magical Affair.

For a little background, here is the book tagline:

A mansion atop a wellspring of magic lets Romy, Heath, and Stacie live out their fantasies.

And the swoon-worthy dialog…

Stacie waggled her eyebrows and nudged his shoulder. "I think the term you're looking for is cougar, Heath." She made a fist on his chest and propped her chin. "And seriously, if I look this good ten years from now, I want a repeat performance."

Heath barked out a laugh. "Stace, if you look as good in a decade—and you will—you'll have any hot, young stud you want." He eased out from under her and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the mattress. "By then, you won't wanna look twice in my direction."

Stacie snorted and rose up behind him, draping her arms over his shoulders. "Don't sell yourself short, Heath. Like I said, Romy's got excellent taste."

~*~

Stacie can't help but fall for Heath, even if it's only for a weekend. :D

Available on Amazon

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Book Blurb: Romy Bludd and Heath Graystone are very adventurous and happily explore the wilder side of sex. Romy meets Jarvin and Vivica, who give her an opportunity to spend Halloween weekend at Magic Meadows, a mansion sitting atop an ancient wellspring of magic. Romy accepts the offer because she and Heath want to add someone else to the mix and Romy's best friend, Stacie, is back from a ten month stay abroad. The timing couldn't be better for the trio to live out their lustful fantasies.

The mansion and its owners are capable of wondrous transformations, giving Romy and Stacie a wealth of choices to rock Heath's world. A character from his favorite urban thriller, a cougar on the prowl, the plain librarian who wants to hook up with her boss, a roller derby diva with aggression issues, and a reporting duo with blackmail on their minds are on the agenda for the romp-filled weekend.

Heath is thrilled, but he really wants one thing—for Romy to give up control and let him call the shots.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—Hot Encounter: An Idyllic Affair

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This week we're tasked with sharing a hot encounter, whether it's the first time or one of many others between the characters. Awesome! As mentioned in last week's post, I'm in Ohio and the subzero temps make reading the hot and steamy even more of a treat. :D

For my feature, I'm sharing a steamy moment from my current release, An Idyllic Affair, co-written with my alter ego, ML Skye, for the Ellipses Press branded anthology Insula Ara ~ Sanctuary Island.

For a little background, here are the series and book taglines:

Escape to Insula Ara, an island sanctuary that provides refuge… but it comes with a price.

On the run from their enemies, an island sanctuary gives Geoff and Linnea time for An Idyllic Affair.

Bring on the hot stuff…

~*~

His hands cupped her face. "Linn." Whisper soft, his voice sent a shudder through her.

She opened her eyes.

"Stop thinking." His hand trailed down, gliding over her stomach, the curve of her hip and drifted over to undo the buttons of her fatigues. "Feel." His fingers slipped under the fabric and cupped her mound. "Just for tonight." Geoff pressed a line of kisses along her jaw. "Don't worry about tomorrow."

Her resistance melted away. "Okay. Until the weather breaks, I won't." She leaned in and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders.

Geoff made a low, growling sound and pushed her pants past her hips. She kicked her legs free and worked her hands under his shirt. Inching it upward, she gasped when Geoff pushed two fingers inside her. Her head fell back, but she tugged his shirt further up, leaning forward to finally taste his skin. Her tongue made a wet trail, before she stopped and crisscrossed her arms to drag her shirt up and over her head. Geoff used his free hand to yank his offensive garment off then wrapped his arm around Linnea, jockeying his position to lift his hips. Linn took the hint and flipped the buttons of his fatigues open, one by one, teasing him by going slowly.

Geoff's voice rumbled in her ear. "I'll make you pay for that later." His tongue flicked against her lobe.

Linnea chuckled and shoved his fatigues down then leaned forward, taking the length of his shaft inside her mouth. Geoff hissed out a harsh breath and twisted his fingers in the sleeping bag he'd rolled out earlier.

"God's bones, Linnea. You should warn a guy before going down on him."

She smiled around his girth, pulling back to speak. "Where's the fun in that, Geoff?" She wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked hard.

~*~

Available on Amazon

~*~

Anthology Blurb: Legend tells of a mysterious island called Sanctuary, inhabited by people who have been to hell and back—and lived to tell the tale.

It goes on to say, that if someone needs help, if they are truly without hope, island will come to them in their darkest hour and help them find the way.

But the assistance comes with a price. Their heart and soul may be lost to the island in the process.

Book Blurb: Privateers by trade, Geoff MacLeod and Linnea Jensen find sanctuary on Insula Ara, a mysterious island full of wonder and a tinge of darkness. When Geoff and Linnea embark on a quest to retrieve a badly needed part for their ship, they find their deep attraction for each other hard to resist, and under the spell of the island, they have to tread carefully or succumb to the swirling undercurrents.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—Hot and Bothered: A Magical Affair

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This week we're tasked with sharing a scene with sexual tension to leave us hot and bothered. Nice! Especially if you live in a cold climate… like Ohio in February. LOL

For my feature, I'm posting a scene from my current release Busted in Bubbles.

For a little background, here's the tagline:

A mansion atop a wellspring of magic lets Romy, Heath, and Stacie live out their fantasies

Bring on the tension…

God, yes, she liked it—and wanted more. The potion Vivica concocted worked like a wonder. The experience of kissing Heath, something she'd done a million times, felt new and wondrous.

Flicking her tongue over her bottom lip, she said, "Yes, very much. Can we do it again?"

Heath smiled. "Absolutely."

He angled his head and used long, deep, slow kisses that let her explore what an unhurried buildup to passion could be like. Sliding his fingers through her hair, he mentioned she could do the same—then groaned when she used hers to massage his scalp.

He mumbled against her mouth. "That feels wonderful."

Romy grinned, thrilled she'd made him respond.

Heath moved her slowly through the disrobing process, giving Romy plenty of time to ask questions. His patient and honest answers gave her an insight she hadn't expected. He encouraged her to tell him when he did something she liked, and while shy at first, she got the hang of it quickly. She loved it when he ran his fingers down the front of her top after getting it unbuttoned. And when he kissed her shoulder when the blouse fluttered softly to the floor.

He slowed her down when she frantically tried to undo his shirt. "If you hold my gaze when you work on the buttons, I'll really like it."

She tried his suggestion and found the connection sensual. Reaching up, she slipped her fingers under his collar and pushed the fabric away from his shoulders. The contact with his warm skin had her pulse racing, and she tried to hurry getting his pants undone. Heath pulled back, stoking her with soothing words and plying her with ideas of how to slow things down on her own. She took his advice, loosening his belt slowly and removing it completely before starting on the button and zipper.

When she reached for his waistband, Heath stopped her again.

"Are you still certain you want to know everything?" His hand cupped her face.

Romy repeated her earlier request. "Yes. Everything."

~*~

Available on Amazon

~*~

Book Blurb: Romy Bludd and Heath Graystone are very adventurous and happily explore the wilder side of sex. Romy meets Jarvin and Vivica, who give her an opportunity to spend Halloween weekend at Magic Meadows, a mansion sitting atop an ancient wellspring of magic. Romy accepts the offer because she and Heath want to add someone else to the mix and Romy's best friend, Stacie, is back from a ten month stay abroad. The timing couldn't be better for the trio to live out their lustful fantasies.

The mansion and its owners are capable of wondrous transformations, giving Romy and Stacie a wealth of choices to rock Heath's world. A character from his favorite urban thriller, a cougar on the prowl, the plain librarian who wants to hook up with her boss, a roller derby diva with aggression issues, and a reporting duo with blackmail on their minds are on the agenda for the romp-filled weekend.

Heath is thrilled, but he really wants one thing—for Romy to give up control and let him call the shots.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—Hot and Swoon-Worthy: Cupid's Curse (A Meddlesome Gods novella)

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After a forced hiatus where I descended into deadline hell, I finally get to rejoin my fellow authors with a new Hot for Friday blog post. YAY!

This week we're tasked with posting a piece of dialog where our hero gets to take center stage and deliver a swoon-worthy line to the heroine. I can't wait to read some smooth moves from our heroes.

For my feature, I'm posting one of my favorite exchanges from my current Ellipses Press release, Cupid's Curse, a Meddlesome Gods novella.

For a little background, here are the series and book taglines:

When gods and mortals play together… the result is often unexpected.

Cursed by the god of love, Archer Stewart, a Cupid of the First Order, knows exactly who to blame—his fellow cupid, Bree Daniels.

And the swoon-worthy dialog…(from Arch's point of view)

Bree rolled her eyes. "I don't flit." She backed away from the console. "I make an entrance." He snorted rudely, but she ignored it. "Look, I'm not chained to this location the way you are." She glanced back at the pool. "I get bored and need to go explore." She shot him a wry look. "You should try it sometime. Oh… wait. That's what landed you here on a permanent basis." Her bubbly giggles made his head throb harder. "Can I help it if I enjoy having fun?"

Arch steamed. "Apparently not." He almost shook with the pain. "Are you going to help me out here or not, Bree?" His glance dropped down, the rigid hardness unmistakable.

~*~

Trust me when I say these are words Bree has been waiting to hear. :D

Available on Amazon

Ellipses Press, Ltd.

~*~

Series Blurb: Welcome to a world where gods and goddesses of various pantheons mix and mingle with mere earthly mortals—often with unexpected results. Deities can't seem to help themselves and have to meddle with their human counterparts. Sometimes the godly being offers much needed assistance, but occasionally they lash out and cause harm.

But mostly, the amalgamation of deified power and human nature combines to be highly entertaining.

Book Blurb: Archer Stewart, a Cupid of the First Order, suffers the wrath of Eros when he nips the wrong woman with an arrow. Cursed by the god of love, Arch spends his days making perfect matches or he had to deal with some unpleasant consequences.

Bree Daniels is indirectly responsible for Arch's predicament and seeks advice from Aphrodite, hoping to find a way to make amends. After almost two years apart, Bree finally realizes Arch is the man she wants and she's willing to risk her immortality to set him free.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—Book Girlfriend Celebrity Lookalike: Cupid's Curse

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We already got to know our book boyfriend celebrity lookalike. For this week's entry, we get to cast our book girlfriend celebrity lookalike.

FUN!!!

As mentioned in my boyfriend casting post, I almost always have an actor or actress serve as inspiration when I'm writing. It's great to have visual imagery as a point of reference when creating characters.

I'd love to share my vision of hotness for Cupid's Curse, coming soon from Ellipses Press, Ltd.

So… without further ado…

Please meet the truly gorgeous inspiration for Bree Daniels.

Anna Silk

Anna stars as Bo, a succubus, in Lost Girl. Bree is a very sexual being, but she's also got a few vulnerabilities, even if she tries damned hard not to show them. Anna's character—hello, Succubus!—really gave me a needed boost to get inside Bree's head. And Anna's look is what I wanted, too. No hardship to cast Anna as Bree.

Book Tagline: Cursed by the god of love, Archer Stewart, a Cupid of the First Order, knows exactly who to blame—his fellow cupid, Bree Daniels.

Series Tagline: When gods and mortals play together… the result is often unexpected.

Bree Daniels had a dilemma. Up next for a turn at the matching chapel—she'd put it off as long as she could—she'd end up face-to-face with Archer Stewart. And he would not be happy to see her.

And didn't that just figure? Because she couldn't wait to lay eyes on him—and maybe her hands and other body parts, too. If he didn't try to strangle her before she had the chance.

She didn't really blame him. Her track record with him sucked so far. First, there were the less than stellar circumstances they'd met under. She'd arrived naked from a beach in Belize. The hook-up she'd had took a weird turn and the guy hid her clothes. Already late, she decided not to waste time and popped into the grotto sans anything but skin… which completely made a bad impression with Arch.

But they'd muddled through that debacle and found some common ground. Enough that they spent some time together. Got to know each other. Spent a glorious week at the Four Corners.

The sex had been incredible.

But Arch wanted more… and Bree didn't feel ready to be tied down.

Her reluctance didn't go over well.

And then came the curse. Poor Arch couldn't leave the grotto until Eros removed it. And she'd been the indirect cause.

Gads… when I screw up, I really do it up right.

She needed some deified intervention and found herself standing outside Aphrodite's private chambers.

If anyone could help Bree fix the mess she'd made, it would be the goddess of love.

Raising a hand, she rang the chimes and waited to be summoned inside.  

The tinkling trill drew Aphrodite's attention away from choosing an appropriate piece of clothing. "I'm not decent, but come in anyway." Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty, had no shame when it came to immodesty.

Bree entered Aphrodite's lovely suite and watched as she stepped into a gorgeous frothy robe.

"Bree. How lovely to see you today." The goddess sat down at her vanity and admired the view.

Bree stepped further inside the sanctuary and opted for formal politeness. "Mistress, I seek advice." A safe opening when one didn't know the mood of the goddess.  

Aphrodite raised a brow. "Oh, come on, Bree. You know I don't stand on ceremony." She picked up a make-up brush, waited a beat then laughed. "Okay, I do. But not with you." She waved Bree to a nearby slipper chair.

Bree relaxed and sat down. "Thanks." She started feeling good about coming to see Aphrodite.

The other woman swept a lovely pink color on her cheeks, but watched Bree carefully. "You look pensive, my dear. What worries you?"

Bree blew out a breath and decided to just lay it out. "I'm due for my turn at the matching chapel…" When Aphrodite gave her a knowing look, she hastily added on the truth. "Okay, overdue for my turn, and I've sort of got a problem."

Aphrodite smiled. "Hence the advice seeking part." She laid the make-up brush aside and turned to face Bree. "Okay. Spill."

Bree suddenly didn't know where to start. "Uh, you know the guy who's cursed? Archer Stewart?" When the goddess nodded, she continued. "I haven't had a matchmaking session since he's been stuck there. Purposefully."

Aphrodite's patience wore thin. "And?"

Bree opted to spit it out in one go. "And we had a thing and it sort of went kinda south… and well, now I have to face that smokin' hot guy or lose my privilege as cupid."

Aphrodite mused. "Hmm. You've done it to yourself this time, haven't you?"

~*~

Coming Next Week!

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Series Blurb: Welcome to a world where gods and goddesses of various pantheons mix and mingle with mere earthly mortals—often with unexpected results. Deities can't seem to help themselves and have to meddle with their human counterparts. Sometimes the godly being offers much needed assistance, but occasionally they lash out and cause harm.

But mostly, the amalgamation of deified power and human nature combines to be highly entertaining.

Book Blurb: Archer Stewart, a Cupid of the First Order, suffers the wrath of Eros when he nips the wrong woman with an arrow. Cursed by the god of love, Arch spends his days making perfect matches or he had to deal with some unpleasant consequences.

Bree Daniels is indirectly responsible for Arch's predicament and seeks advice from Aphrodite, hoping to find a way to make amends. After almost two years apart, Bree finally realizes Arch is the man she wants and she's willing to risk her immortality to set him free.

~*~

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Smokin' Hot—First Encounter: Cupid's Curse

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For this week's entry, we were asked to post our hero and heroine's first encounter?

FUN!!!

I love writing that first meeting, or sometimes, the first time characters see each other after a long time or maybe even a break-up, because they just can't stay apart. Or sometimes, it's when they've been interested and are just now acting on their attraction. And occasionally, the encounter is hostile because of a different kind of break-up.

I'd love to share Bree Daniels and Archer Stewart's first encounter after a nasty split. It's been almost two years and Arch carries something of a grudge, especially since he's been cursed by the god of love, Eros. Cupid's Curse is coming in January from Ellipses press and is part of the Meddlesome Gods brand.

Book Tagline: Cursed by the god of love, Archer Stewart, a Cupid of the First Order, knows exactly who to blame—his fellow cupid, Bree Daniels.

So… without further ado…

The push-pull-whoosh feeling weighed on Bree and she shoved everything else aside and readied herself to pop in on Arch.

She blipped, shimmered, and landed with a flourish—something she'd perfected by lots of practice—to find Arch comfortably sprawled on the overstuffed couch, chatting it up with Merry Deerfield.

Stupid cow.

And Arch didn't seem the least bit uncomfortable having Miss Merry practically sitting in his lap.

Stupid man.

But worse, neither one paid her any attention.

Not part of the plan. But she could adjust.

Tilting her head sideways, she cleared her throat. "I'm so sorry… I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

Arch flicked a glance toward the hour glass by the viewing pool. "Would it matter if you were?" His tone clearly indicated it wouldn't have bothered him.

Bree didn't like to be on the defensive as soon as she arrived. It made her off kilter. Her bravado saved her.

She tossed her head and sent a bored look in Arch's direction. "Not to me, but I imagine it would to you." Her gazed shifted to Merry. "And your friend, of course." Bree waited a beat. "No one likes to be caught with their pants down."

Arch snorted. "Except you."

Okay, totally not fair. And it only happened one time, dammit.

Bree hid her embarrassment behind an audacious front. "Well, yes…" She flicked her gaze toward Merry again. "But I'm not standard fare around here."

To Merry's credit, she only rolled her eyes in response to the insult.

Arch didn't hold back. "Bree, you're not standard fare anywhere." He got up and gave Merry a hand. "You're more like an overused trend… not worth the price."

Bree flinched. That one hurt. But she couldn't blame him for lashing out.

Arch's voice went flat. "You're also late."

Bree recovered quickly. "For which I'll happily apologize." She remembered her conversation with Aphrodite and grinned. "It really couldn't be helped."

Arch shook his head. "Let me guess… you were tied to a bedpost and lost track of time?"

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(Cover Art Not Final)

Coming in January!!

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Series Blurb: Welcome to a world where gods and goddesses of various pantheons mix and mingle with mere earthly mortals—often with unexpected results. Deities can't seem to help themselves and have to meddle with their human counterparts. Sometimes the godly being offers much needed assistance, but occasionally they lash out and cause harm.

Book Blurb: Archer Stewart, a Cupid of the First Order, suffers the wrath of Eros when he nips the wrong woman with an arrow. Cursed by the god of love, Arch spends his days making perfect matches or he had to deal with some unpleasant consequences.

Bree Daniels is indirectly responsible for Arch's predicament and seeks advice from Aphrodite, hoping to find a way to make amends. After almost two years apart, Bree finally realizes Arch is the man she wants and she's willing to risk her immortality to set him free.

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Smokin' Hot—A Little Yule Magic Book Boyfriend Celebrity Lookalike

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For this week's entry, we were asked: Who is your book boyfriend's celebrity lookalike?

FUN!!!

And seriously? Apropos. I almost always have actors and actresses serve as my writing inspiration. It's great to have visual imagery as a point of reference when creating characters.

Since we're close to the holidays, I'd love to share my book boyfriend for A Little Yule Magic, a holiday themed sexy short available soon!

Book Tagline: A Little Yule Magic is needed to get the holiday off on the right start.

So… without further ado…

Please meet the very handsome celebrity lookalikes for my Boyd Lagassi.

Grayston Holt

Some background… I first noticed Grayston when I got sucked into Bitten, the television series based on Kelley Armstrong's books. He's not exactly a dead match for the written description of Clayton Danvers, but I actually love that particular fact. For the show, he's absolutely a perfect fit. He has the edge I love about the character, but also shows his human side and the struggle he has living as one. Others may disagree, but I can't imagine anyone else in the role.

When I started writing A Little Yule Magic, I used Grayston as my inspiration for Boyd. I wanted something of a tall, dark hero and he fits the bill.

A little character detail. Boyd is an adept mage and the headmaster for a group of novice apprentices. He's got his hands full with the Yule holiday coming up and a long-held truce with a rival clan fraying about the edges.

He's ready for a nice, quiet break with his headmistress, Sygin Ball, but he may not get his wish.

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Book Blurb: Sygin and Boyd, adept mages, are looking forward to their winter break, being alone in the big manor for Yule is their most cherished tradition. But a series of mishaps may keep them from their celebratory festivities.

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