Wednesday, December 24, 2014

#FREE Defeat the Darkness;Demons of the Bayou [Hearts of Darkness, Book 1]

DAY FIVE - Merry Christmas from Eliza March 

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Defeat the Darkness;Demons of the Bayou [Hearts of Darkness, Book 1] 

Possessed by evil, ruled by lust, driven by hunger. Can love defeat the ancient demon and turn darkness into light?

While interning at Tulane, Max's new friend Kyle falls in love with his oldest friend, Shelby. When Kyle travels to the jungles of Guatemala to aid the earthquake victims and is bitten by a rogue jaguar, all their lives turn into the stuff of a bad "B" movie. Back in New Orleans, they're determined to fight the dark demon growing within Max and Kyle. But will the price be too high? Only Shelby can defeat their darkness.
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Tuesday, December 23, 2014

#FREE Witch of Air and Fire:The Secret Within from Eliza March

DAY FOUR - Merry Christmas  

#FREE from Eliza March

Witch of Air and Fire: The Secret Within

"Imagine a soul-mate reaching deep into your dreams, someone who waited centuries for you. That's Cian, the ultimate lover and consummate hero on so many levels. Candace, the spunky virgin witch with the powers to fulfill an ancient prophecy, was nothing the wizards expected and everything Cian and Regan needed. Would two alpha males share sex to keep the woman they need safe and the world from destruction? I raise questions and the characters answer them." ~ Eliza ~

~~ Fate has a way of playing silly games with Immortals~~

Cian is the only being capable of initiating the unfolding of the events foretold in the Prophecy. However,as the Chosen, he must claim his soul mate first.

After waiting centuries for his partner to be reborn, she should be his equal—as powerful as he—physically capable of handling the daemon possessing him, capable of freeing him from the immortal Droughan. However, the Fates gave him Candace, a young, inexperienced witch who looks more like an ethereal fairy than a first-level witch entrusted with an ancient power...and she's a virgin.

Initiating any woman, let alone a virgin, in the Trinity Ceremony wouldn't be easy while the daemon possesses Cian, but the Sea wizard calls on his friend Regan, the Earth wizard to protect his soul mate.
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Monday, December 22, 2014

#FREE from Eliza March - The Leopard, The Lion, and The Wolf

DAY THREE  Merry Christmas from Eliza March
#FREE  - The Leopard, The Lion, and The Wolf

Erotic Paranormal Ménage Romance, M/M/F, Werewolves, Shape-Shifters

“What if your ménage fantasy became possible? Two gorgeous hunks, one dark and surly, the other blond and bright, lived to please and sexually fulfill you? What if you burned with passion like a cat in heat and only these two alpha males could satisfy you? What if you found out they were shape-shifters and so were you?” ~ Eliza ~

Mackenzie’s ménage fantasy comes to life when she’s snowbound with Sky Castle Lodge partners, Adam and Trent. One golden, one surly, the alpha males vie for her attention. For Kenzie, the strange sensations, the sexual need, and the awkwardness all make sense when she discovers she's a shape-shifter. Adam and Trent supported each other through their first metamorphosis, and agree to guide Kenzie safely through hers. But when they turn, Were males don’t share. Kenzie must choose between them, or they’ll fight to the death. Accepting that she is meant for both of them, they have one other option. Adam can submit sexually to Trent, becoming his submissive. Kenzie can help them through the sexual boundaries, but what will it do to the men’s friendship? Or the balance in their ménage relationship?
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Sunday, December 21, 2014

#FREE More Than A Stud from Eliza March

DAY TWO Merry Christmas FREE More Than a Stud

With her biological clock ticking away, Carina Roth, CEO and owner of a corporate security company, wants a child. On the night of her forty-second birthday, her 35-year-old corporate intel officer, Evan Douglas, surprises her by admitting he's always wanted her. But when he offers to be her baby's daddy, she's not sure she wants to risk complicating their working relationship even though she's spent years pushing him out of her sensual dreams.

Evan has waited too long for Carina to realize what they have between them is perfect. When he discovers she's considering in vitro fertilization, he decides he can't wait. Not only does he want to father Carina's child, he sets out to prove he can fulfill her every need despite the difference in their ages. For Carina, he wants to be...more than a stud.

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Saturday, December 20, 2014

#FREE Hot Highland Fling from Eliza March

Merry Christmas - Day One - #FREE Hot Highland Fling

Free lance writer, Ailsa Jackson is finished dating executives. She’s looking for hot sexual fantasies with a man who fits her needs... “All muscle, stamina and no commitment.” The assignment in the UK sounds perfect when she's assigned to interview an American CEO who recently inherited lands and a title in Scotland.

She tosses her inhibitions aside for the first Highlander she encounters--prepared to research all the old myths about brawny Highlanders and answer the age old, burning question: What does a Scotsman wear beneath his kilt?

Colin Fitzgerald knows it's wrong to deceive Ailsa, but he can't risk her discovering his true identity before he seduces her. Unfortunately, he is everything Ailsa hates. Yet if he can become the lover she adores, perhaps he can convince her they're perfect for each other.

He has one night to prove he's no stuffed shirt and three weeks to become everything she desires in a lusty lover. His adventurous lass is imaginative and willing. But can lust turn to love so quickly? And will they be ready for more than a Hot Highland Fling when their time together draws to an end?
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Tuesday, December 16, 2014

#readers #reviewers #publishing Where to go when you want to buy a goodbook...

Enter at your own risk....I don't know about other readers but I'm at a loss to find new authors through social networks or distributors like Amazon or Nook since algorithms seem to pick the top books. Goodreads reviews are also slanted by street teams, friends, and author relatives. Promotions don't make a better book, but do create better sales statistics, which in turn create better sales and higher positioning in the ranking. Word of mouth is still the best recommendation for me and that is determined by whether or not I also like the genre. 

I'm a reader, a writer, and an editor who likes a really good book when I do read for pleasure. You, the reader, probably want a read that drags you into the story from the first few words and carries you away from TV reality shows, work drama , and the everyday needs harping at you. So you want an intriguing escape. 

With the sheer numbers of books getting published or being self published, the choices have increased our ability to experience different kinds of stories. But sadly, it has created another dilemma for the reader. Too many choices! Dishonest reviews. Algorithms. Ranking. Poor formatting. Bad editing. 

Cheaper pricing doesn't make it any better for us either. I'd rather pay $7.99 for a book I'm going to enjoy, than read ten bad free reads. How about you?

But how am I going to find those $7.99 books? I'm going resort to authors I've read and trusted over the years. Look at the disappointing top seller list at Amazon over the past few years. Fifty Shades of Grey may have made millions, and a few people liked the experience, but there are thousands of erotic romances available that are a better story and more well written. Once a book reaches a certain viral position it takes off despite what people think. It's like watching a train wreck...You may not like them, you may feel guilty about watching one, but you still watch. Why? Because you want to be in the know.  It's curiosity. You can only hear about something so many times without wondering what all the fuss is about.

Then you get sucked in and find out it's all about nothing. Back to finding a good book...

My solution has been reading the free sample pages to see if I like the author's voice. If the author can grab me in those first few pages, and if the reviews are detailed and reasonable, I might take a chance on a new to me author. Frankly, the way books are being churned out lowers the quality of the books available and sends real readers back to traditional publishers because they trust them at least to have vetted the books for fifth grade and above use of the English language.  

I have to admit I am a self published author, but two other publishing houses also have published my work. I've edited good books and bad ones. I hoped my editing improved with each book I worked on over the last nine years, but it doesn't mean even those were perfect. A book. Is a collaboration between an author, a publisher, and an editor...sometimes they don't agree, and in the reader's opinion, the wrong one gets his way. In the end, the final product should be the author's. Not every reader will like it. That's life.

But if you really, truly love a book, leave an honest review and recommend it to the appropriate readers.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

#iamwriting #amediting Updates - NaNoFail - Not really



Boo hoo. I didn't complete the 50,000 words I planned to finish in November on 'one' book. But I did write over 50,000 words for the month. I got a nice outline for my "futuregovDOTorg" book called The Harrow and a nice start on characterizations.


The next Highlander book is going to be enchanting. I'm pleased with my progress on that one, too. 


Now for the challenge: Damn the Darkness. I've jokingly mentioned never include the word DAMN in your title because it's a self fulfilling prophesy -- it's been a challenge getting finished. November was a success in that it pushed DTD closer to the finish line, so I also am thankful for that. One thing I'd been fighting was the high sexuality the story began with from the start. 
I tried to tone it down, but the plot and characters just wouldn't allow for it. 

Sorry, for those of you who aren't fans of erotic romance, but these characters are just downright sexy. I tried over and over again to keep them in check, but there was no stopping the inevitable. Dylan, Caitlin, and Jackson get tortured through their story, while Max continues his struggles with his attraction to the fae/demoness Halfling. 

I'm going to provide some heat for you up north over this cold winter, but I'm also putting them in danger. The action with the new bad asses should be fun. 



Wait 'til you meet Jackson in his VAEWOLF form. Powerful, frightening, mouthwatering all rolled up in one immortal being. Nothing can stop him except the loss of his honor. How can he live knowing what he's done to the man who is more than a brother, and the woman he loves?
Damn the Darkness is the third book coming in the Hearts of Darkness series.

See the other books at Amazon, Nook, SMASHWORDS, and most other distributors.
Defeat the Darkness, 1  and  Conquer the Highland Beast, 2

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

#IWSG We all need a support group...don't we?

Today I'm celebrating with The Insecure Writer’s Support Group - Explore Our Posts - Participate in Our Blog HOP.

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time. Be sure to link to this page and display the badge in your post.

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!

Our Twitter hashtag is #IWSG

Awesome co-hosts for the December 3 posting of the IWSG areHeather Gardner, T. Drecker from Kidbits, Eva E. Solar atLilicasplace, and Patsy Collins!

Saturday, November 29, 2014

#amwriting #scrivener #nanowrimo Layering Description

Okay ... you threw down the words to meet your NaNoWriMo goal, but what did you miss along the way? Spitting out the plot and introducing the characters is an important part of writing your story, but before you're done, it's the details that wrap your readers in a cocoon of imagery.
It's been a while since I posted anything inspirational for detailed description. Torsos and expression are always enjoyable searches. I began gathering pictures of everything I thought would work for my stories, so when I needed to refresh my memory, I had a variety on hand. Scrivener allows me to reference these photos while I'm writing. I get to see if I missed describing anything important. The way the muscles stretch or bunch, the way the eyes stare, heavy lidded. A building in shadows. The way a flame flickers. Moss on stones. The sun shining through leaves in a heavily wooded forest.

An author should be able to close her/his eyes, visualize what will be described from the way it looks in one dimension to three, and the texture, scent, temperature, taste--engage as many senses as possible in your description and take advantage of reminders like these.

Woods can smell of mold, damp leaves, pine. What else? A spa evokes sensual relaxation. A peaceful moment, an evocative  sensation. How do you respond to the visual? Can you put that into words? A man holding you? A woman in your arms? What does it feel like? Describe the sensations you imagine.

Visualize the rolling sea, the scent, the mist, the sounds. An old cemetery, damp stones and leaves. Fresh flowers and rotting plants? Cut grass on a warm day?

This is important to put the reader in the scene. Layering description in strategically makes the story come alive. What are the first impressions you feel when you examine some of these pictures? Good dialogue is important to move your story forward, but take a break every now and then and give your reader time to smell the roses, or the sea, or the...

Monday, November 24, 2014

Behind The Garden Gate: Is your manuscript ready to submit?

Behind The Garden Gate: Is your manuscript ready to submit?: Is it technically clean? Grammar? Punctuation? Formatted properly? Have you followed submission guidelines for the agent or editor you are ...

Sunday, November 16, 2014

#amwriting #NaNoWriMo #Scrivener Three times the writing pressure? Problem solved!

The Cameron Plaid. Well, my one project has grown into three. I'm almost halfway through the second novella. It's putting a lot of pressure on me because I'd like to be done by Thanksgiving. Looking forward to finishing so that book will be out there for you during the right season. (Duh! I wish I had thought of my hot New Year Highlander before National Novel Write Month began.) Too late to moan now. Instead, I'm doubling and tripling my word count to make up for it. And honestly, if it weren't for Dragon Speak...it would never happen. If I'm grateful for anything, I'm grateful to NaNoWriMo for forcing me to finally learn how to use this program. And because I'm using it in Scrivener, I'm forced to learn that one too. So those of you authors who sit there typing away with your ideas flowing like molten lava, speed up the process--think quickly, speak clearly, keep moving forward. Don't look back. Only edit what you transcribe. Then move on.


So that's my writing advice for the day. I'm going to go out and do a little shopping. It's cold in Florida, and I'm going up north to visit my kids. Just realized the only shoes I have that aren't sneakers are flip-flops. Those of you who know me realize going shopping for me is probably a bigger accomplishment than writing "The End." But when I get back, I promise to tell you all about my shopping experience ... after I write the next thousand words to meet my 3000 word goal today.



I'm only counting the words I write in my sci-fi book, but I did write in the other this morning. And when I'm finished with my New Year Highlander and National Novel Writing Month, I'm going back to finish Damn the Darkness for all of you who are waiting for the third book in the Hearts of Darkness series. It will be coming to you in early 2015.


And for anyone who reads this far... he's a little inspiration to get me moving and back to Dylan and Jackson. Poor Caitlin is waiting for her happily ever after, boys!

Thursday, November 13, 2014

#NanoWriMo. I'm writing not posting.

Update my page! I started two books this month and must finish one I started  awhile back. Still have my day job, so like everyone else, life keeps getting in the way. Truthfully, it's because I allow it to. Having an excuse to walk away from the computer when the words just don't pop up in my head is common for authors. The trick is sitting your butt in the chair and writing.  I must now do just that...no posts to FB or Twitter or this blog until I have 3000 words today!. Playing catch up all the time.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

#Editing the media...I'm losing my mind!

When did it become okay to misspell, incorrectly punctuate, and use incorrect English when writing articles or news casting? I use my phone for FB and apologize when auto correct thinks I meant something entirely different than what I accidentally SENT. Uhm, bloggers, edit yourselves. Huffington Post, edit yourself. CNN, edit yourself. All media...I beg you, edit the swill from the people you put in front of the camera and a microphone. Give them the freedom of speech, but please, make certain it's spoken correctly. These aren't aliens--illegal or otherwise. These are "Made in the USA" citizens, born and raised.

I'm ranting about grammar and the media. Reading editorial blunders is one thing... Someone wrote it wrong, and someone edited it incorrectly. Inexcusable. But most mistakes like that aren't being seen by millions on social media or TV instantaneously. It's not bad enough that we condense for text messages and Twitter, or that education in our schools is suffering, but when the only role models who people see are the newscasters, celebrities, or politicians speaking "incorrectly," I take issue. "Paying someone who uses incorrect or lazy grammar in front of a TV camera and microphone should be a felony," says this grammar police person!

Today an attorney (I assume she went to college, attended law school, and perhaps even passed the bar) was being interviewed about an attack that took place recently. "...they drugged the man's body into the middle of the street..." Ouch! My grammar ears screamed.

Really? They may have "drugged" the man and "dragged" his body...but drug is not the past tense of drag. Drug is usually a noun and drag is a verb. Now, I understand some may call this colorful dialect, but it's difficult to teach our children proper grammar when they hear it used incorrectly over and over again by people who should be setting a better example.

Another common problem I hear is subject-verb disagreement. I understand confusion over the comma, colon, semi-colon and ellipsis, but plural means more than one. Not rocket science. ...And hear this...the contraction for "There are his shoes." is "There're his shoes." not "There's his shoes." Probably shouldn't contract it anyway.

If we can't pay unemployed English teachers to teach in schools, I know the media has a need and the money to pay them to edit! There are teleprompters out there, people. Write it correctly or at least edit it before you read it. How difficult can that be?

My next rant may include self-published "unedited" manuscripts that claim to be books. And I'm not referring to the occasional typo, missing or misused word. The written word is sacred. Be very careful how it's represented.

I'm climbing off my high horse to go use some local, colorful, dialect.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Quick #NaNoWriMo Update Pick up the pace. Turn Off your internal editor

I surpassed 5,000 words yesterday for the month so far and need to update later. I am running behind, but I think I've found a way to pick up the count. I'm using Dragon Speak. It forces me to shut OFF my internal editor and just let the ideas flow. I had to do a little retraining. Me not the program. And I do have a dictation program on my phone too in case I'm wildly inspired at some inopportune moment and just have to keep writing. (You can't be too careful about losing those ideas when you're my age. LOL)

So any way you can get your ideas down, good, bad, or ugly, keep them coming. You can sort them out later.

My world building, developing a distopian world in the not too distant future requires imagination, details, and fact checking. There are only so many false premises you can start your story with before you realize you are heading in the wrong direction, so it's important to do a modicum of research on the concept. I ran into that problem early and thank goodness I stopped to fact check. With a minor adjustment, I was able to move forward with the premise and at least have a reasonable cause and effect for the sudden changes the world undergoes.



Sunday, November 2, 2014

#NaNoWriMo Day 2 - I should have plotted before November 1st

I'm trying to learn from my mistakes, but I am hard headed, After a rough start, I decided to plot first and follow my own new rules. Today, I begged my husband to plot with me. [Sweetheart that he is - he did] He's still alive and so am I and I have a better handle on my plot 2700 words into the planned 100,000 word story. It helps to know where you're going with the story, and what its going to be about. Don't you agree?

I've been thinking about the theme of the book, and kept coming up with things like Brave New World meets the Borg, 1984 meets Blade Runner, Logan's Run meets Star Wars. Or... "What if you discovered what you believed about your society was completely false? What if you discovered you were part of the destructive nature?"

And about the concept: Dystopian society outside the corporate structure seeks to expose the controlling factors inside.

In case you think all I did was concept, let me correct you there. I have developed a few characters, and a few of them have plastic parts and computer chips running them. I'm sticking to the gene splicing, biotech stuff, and a little AI. 

My world is dealing with corporate run global government; climate change; genetic, social, and aptitude testing; distopian renegades; and domed cities. Any suggestions for the year 2040?

 

Friday, October 31, 2014

Last day to outline your story before #NaNoWriMo

#NaNoWriMo - Are you writing?

While I edit the most recent book in the HEARTS OF DARKNESS series, [Damn the Darkness] I'll be writing something very different. So I'm doing my best to at least meet the 50K mark for NaNoWriMo to get me started for next year. Such a new project and in a new genre [new adult/futuristic/sci-fi/politico/distopian] for me will be a challenge.

If you're interested in following my progress I've set up a separate BLOG for the new series named  futureorg.gov   But the first book is as yet untitled. I have a few ideas but until the story is more fleshed out, I'm holding back.

So what will I do today? I'm going to take my ideas and sit down and outline my story according to several writing coaches I've recently been following. Larry Brooks, Michael Hague, and Donald Maass top my list of mentors. Let's see if having a plan will help me write faster and more efficiently.

I am so truly excited about my CONCEPT and my PREMISE, but a story has a PLOT about something happening to someone or CHARACTERS. In order for the story to be INTERESTING, it also must have CONFLICT and CHARACTERS the reader will care about--one way or the other/love 'em or hate 'em, and they must have GOALS and  MOTIVATIONS. The HERO must show a growth arc but the ANTAGONIST can be anything from a person to a storm or even an ideology.

I may have discovered my ANTAGONIST in the form of an ideology but I'd like to put a face on the antagonist. It's fine to hate ideas, but it's fun to hate a person. There's always that retribution possibility thingy going on in your head. Isn't there?

For all my writing buddies and readers Happy Halloween or NaNoWriMo Eve.
Tomorrow the pressure begins.  ~~ Eliza


Wednesday, October 29, 2014

What genre do you read? Is it seasonal? #reading #Halloween


Seasonal Word of the Day: Chthonian [of or pertaining to the deities, spirits, and other being dwelling under the earth.]

That's a mouthful of consonants for starters.

But at this time of year, I think there's nothing more fun to read than a frightening paranormal. Defeat the Darkness serves that need for many of my readers. The evil antagonist is someone you'll love to despise.

Possessed by evil, ruled by lust, driven by hunger. Can love defeat the ancient demon and turn darkness into light?

While interning at Tulane, Max's new friend Kyle falls in love with his oldest friend, Shelby. When Kyle travels to the jungles of Guatemala to aid the earthquake victims and is bitten by a rogue jaguar, all their lives turn into the stuff of a bad "B" movie. Back in New Orleans, they're determined to fight the dark demon growing within Max and Kyle. But will the price be too high? Only Shelby can defeat their darkness.

Defeat the Darkness: Demons of the Bayou [Hearts of Darkness, Book 1]

By 

New Excerpt:

Kyle’s stomach twisted and his tongue felt thick inside his dry mouth. Over the past three days, Amyra had slowly depleted his blood yet kept him alive, drained and chained, claiming the time of his transmutation drew ever closer.
Tonight. He would be forever changed. A monster like her.
From the actions of the guards, he suspected she planned to finish the job. He hadn’t been able to handle solid food, even though his stomach felt like a hollow gourd. He’d eaten nothing all day, and he hadn’t been offered anything to drink by the guards. When he asked for water, they shook their heads, giving no reason.
Later, one of the female guards whispered some advice. “You will fare better without anything in your stomach. Take as much blood at first as you can manage to build up your strength, because the dark one will withhold it from you later.”
Perhaps they were correct. In any case, he’d find out soon enough. The largest male shifter, the one who never completely resumed his human form, growled when he entered the room. Tonight his facial features were those of the jaguar. He glanced at Kyle, then at his clothes on the bed. “Prepare yourself. Dusk approaches,” he said and turned away.Kyle sensed the guard was jealous, resentful he wasn’t the one who could fulfill Amyra’s needs. Kyle would have been cheering the guy on if it meant being out of her grasp. His final wishes for the shifter and the twisted demon woman would have been good luck and good riddance.
With shaking hands, he managed to dress in the loose black silk pants the female guard had laid out, understanding he would be taken to Amyra soon. He ignored the shirt, too lightheaded to bother with anything more. There was no point going to all the trouble, since if all went as usual, she’d want to feed immediately and have him stripped for easy access.
The very thought of drinking Amyra’s blood turned his stomach, but to his disgust, his mouth salivated. He was afraid in his weakened state there was no way he would survive if she took more of his blood without replenishing it. No food, no water, drained of blood—every cell in his body screamed for nourishment, and the jaguar roared for sexual satisfaction.
The male guard returned shortly to deliver him to Amyra. This time as he entered, Kyle could barely walk on his own as he stumbled across the threshold. The guard held him upright, and then Kyle sniffed. The most delicious scent filled his senses. His stomach growled.
He was surprised at how Amyra held herself back. When she approached him, her fangs extended but she didn’t give the order to have him tied to the bed as she usually did. Amyra tilted her head at the exit, silently ordering the guards out. Once they closed the enormous wooden door behind them, she bit her full lower lip and approached him from the large bed with the enormous carved headboard. Upon looking closer, the carvings were of a sadistic sexual nature.
“Kyle?” Amyra drew his attention back to her—only her. He stared at the deep crimson drop, hunger radiating through him. The dark droplet slid over her plump lip and contrasted against her pallid skin. His gaze traced the path of the rich blood as it slowly dribbled down to her chin.
The scent drew him closer. The delicious smell was her blood. Sniffing the air and moving ever nearer, he ran his tongue across his lips. All his vision narrowed to that spot when another drop oozed to the surface of the tiny wound and spilled over. This time he was close enough to catch it with his tongue. He closed his eyes and savored the flavor. As she bent in and kissed him, every cell in his body begged for more.
All rights reserved - copyright Eliza March 2013

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

#Rafflecopter Hauntings in the Garden - THE HOUSE by Lara Parker


The House

by Lara Parker

Hauntings in the Garden
Unexpectedly, Leslie Harrison inherits a sprawling horse farm in Florida from a distant relative. She packs up her life and relocates to the Sunshine State with no idea what awaits her. Upon her arrival, she meets the farm manager, Preston McClay and, to her chagrin, he isn’t happy to see her. Quickly the cantankerous, but rather good looking, farm manager becomes the least of her worries when things start to go bump in the night. Will the sinister activity in the house chase Leslie away, or will she prevail in the struggle between good and evil?
Rating: sweet
Page Count: 55

Excerpt:
“Well, hello there.” I crouched down and petted the cat as it continued to wind around me. “What’s your name?” I asked, knowing I wouldn’t get a response.
“Callie,” said a deep voice behind me.
I jumped up and whirled around.
A tall, lean-muscled man stood behind me. Dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved plaid shirt, he put me in mind of a lumberjack, just not as muscle-bound. His blue eyes sparkled even while his expression didn’t convey friendliness. He studied me as I studied him.
“I’m Leslie Harrison,” I said, breaking the awkward silence and offered my hand.
Hesitantly, he took my hand and gave it a half-hearted shake. “Preston.”
“Nice to meet you,” I said, though I had the distinct feeling Preston didn’t feel the same way.
“You must be the new owner,” he growled.
“Ummm…yes, Aunt Victoria left the estate to me. So here I am. Do you work on the property or…”
“I’m the farm manager. Do you know anything about horses, Mrs. Harrison?”
“Yes, I used to ride at boarding school, and its miss, I’m not married.”
I think he did his best not to roll his eyes but failed. “Great,” he said, the tone of his voice flat.
“What does that mean?” His prickly nature stirred my ire.
“Nothing.” Apparently, he had no use for me.
“I assure you, Preston… I’m sorry, what’s your last name?”
“McClay.”               
“I assure you, Mr. McClay.” I emphasized his last name. “As the new owner of the estate, I am very interested in a successful farm and hope to find a way for us to work together.”
He raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
“Now, I’ve got a house to put together so what time do you start in the morning?” Spur of the moment, I decided I would shadow Mr. McClay in the mornings and spend the afternoons putting the house together. I knew it would look like I had to prove myself to him, but honestly I needed to prove myself to me. I needed to prove I could handle everything I’d been given. I wouldn’t have someone say I didn’t try or was ungrateful for such a gift.
“About 5:00 a.m.”
“You arrive at 5:00 a.m?”
“I live here,” he said flatly.
“Where?” I looked around.
“There’s an apartment upstairs.” He pointed above our heads. “Victoria wanted someone on premise to manage the farm.”
“Oh, okay. I’ll be right here, in this spot, tomorrow morning at 5:00 a.m. Thank you, Mr. McClay.” I walked away without waiting for a reply.

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Hauntings in the Garden from 
Rating: Sensual  
Page Count: 12

A chance meeting in a honky tonk on Halloween finds Luke in the arms of a brown-haired beauty. But if the stories he overhears are true, she may be far more than she seems...and he's more than ready to find out.
Excerpt:
Halloween sure brings out the characters, don’t it?
Luke Santana chuckled at the group of college kids clamoring past him to get into the Double Deuce Honky Tonk. Half of them wore ridiculous outfits he couldn’t even begin to understand and the other half traditional fairs of caped crusaders, masked phantoms, zombies and sexy maids. He quite enjoyed the latter.
As he moved to the bar, his gaze caught on one particular blonde in a baby blue corset tight enough to overfill the small cups. The lights behind the bar glistened off Bo Peep’s pale breasts, and he instantly became hard. Luke grinned. This was his rare night away from the family-run business…and he planned to enjoy himself.
He adjusted his Stetson and sidled up to the bar, tossing a leg over the stool next to the buxom beauty. A heady breeze of cheap perfume plumed around him as she turned and graced him with a perfectly wicked smile.

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Dangerous Hauntings by Jo Barrett - Hauntings in the Garden #Rafflecopter

Dangerous Hauntings









Sequel to Jo Barrett's Chaste Kiss...
Debi Cummings and Mick Wise have been at odds since the day they met. The attraction between them is unrelenting, but neither is willing to give in, until Debi's past comes back to haunt her--literally.
(104 pages) Spicy
Excerpt:
A sudden chill stole up her spine leaving a prickly feeling across the back of her neck. She glanced over her shoulder into the dark shadows of the garden. Were those eyes?
She fell perfectly still and waited, her breath growing shorter and quicker with each passing second. Then the eyes moved. In two different directions.
She took a long, deep breath, tilting her chin toward the sky. "Fireflies. Great. Now I'm afraid of bugs." All that talk about her past had her skittish. Not to mention it was almost the anniversary of when it happened.
She shivered convulsively. Shaking her head to dispel the horrifying memory, she resumed her hurried pace to her car. As she took the last step off the path, she heard the deep rumble of Mick's laughter. Her heart sputtered in her chest then slipped forlornly back into its normal rhythm.
He wasn't for her. No man was.

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Monday, October 27, 2014

ShriekWeek: a cozy mystery by Anne Knol Hauntings in the Garden #rafflecopter

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Hauntings in the Garden
A Cozy Mystery by: Anne Knol
website: Anne Knol 
Twitter@AnneKnol1

It’s hard to fit in when you’re suspected of murder. It’s even harder to lay past ghosts to rest.

     Events organiser Maggie Ballater has a new career, a new Island home and a new life and intends to make the most of it. But two things stand in her way. One is the dangerously attractive guitarist who brings back past memories she’d rather forget. The other is the inexplicable murder of the lead actor in her ShriekWeek pageant.
     Bram Jenkins wants to clear his name after being imprisoned for a crime he swears he did not commit. He has no time to be distracted by an opinionated woman he  suspects of working for his enemy.
     Solving the ShriekWeek murder means they both have to face up to the past before they can lay their ghosts to rest and find out whether they have a future.

Excerpt:

     She felt rather than saw someone watching her.
Breath caught in her throat, but there was nothing to be frightened of. Bram leant propped on the door jamb, his right ankle crossed slackly over the left.
     “Sorry I’m late finishing.” She hated how teenage she sounded. “Are you waiting to set up class in here?”
     “Just came to see you.” He wandered in, picked up worksheets and laid them down again, stopped at the dominoes and started matching the words to the pictures.
     She had to apologize. She had rehearsed what she was going to say often enough. She cleared her throat, suddenly thick with nerves. “I wanted to say sorry about last night. I didn’t mean—”
     He waved a hand dismissively. “No worries.
Forgotten.” But his eyes when she looked were
shuttered and told a different story.
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