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The Smexy Blog Hop and Giveaway!

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Smexy Excerpt:

Brenna’s rolled-up sleeves exposed more of her creamy skin, even though she’d buttoned the shirt to hide the burnt holes on her white tank. She sat slouched to the side, and her legs twined along the couch, as if she’d conquered her surroundings. The way she leaned made her sloping curves more pronounced, and Conor couldn’t help following the trail up to her ripe lips. He stirred below at the thought of those long legs wrapped around his waist, and her ample breasts pressed against him.

The woman was wild, and not the kind you placed an arm around or sought to capture. She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wake. He froze as her eyes met his—caught staring.

However, as the tension settled between them, he found he couldn’t look away, nor did she. Her blue eyes sparked crystalline with interest as her gaze swept over him. Heat flushed through him under her scrutiny, and he hardened at once. The crisp ozone of an oncoming storm settled over them, and her scent seized him with longing, strong and sudden. Her breaths came out heavier, each one with a promise, and the languid blink of her long lashes only enhanced his arousal. He found himself drawn in like a sailor lured to sea, despite the dangers of the wild, untamable woman before him.

Adrenaline trickled through him and traveled down. He leaned forward, but before he could seize control, she rushed in like an onslaught.

Her lips pressed against his, and the motion sparked such a strong surge, he almost backed away. Instead, he pushed forward, twining his fingers through her dark, tangled hair and returning the kiss with full fervor. She fought with ferocity, and her nails curled into his shoulder as she bit down on his lip. Conor Malone wasn’t one to shirk from a fight, though, and he returned her intensity, shoving her down on the couch as his lips found hers again and again.

Heat swelled through him, intoxicating his brain. He slipped a hand up into her shirt to brush against her waist, the skin soft as cream and begging to be tasted. A moan escaped her lips at the touch, and she wrapped her legs around his. He kissed her lower, along her neck, and she responded in turn as those delicate fingertips explored his chest, seizing on his belt. Her grip made him even harder. He claimed her mouth again, darting his tongue in to deepen the kiss as he continued pressing her against the couch. The scorching blaze from their bodies purged any rational thought from his mind.

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Blurb:

Hunters are a lonely breed, and Conor’s no exception–until he meets Brenna. Even though she slinks in unannounced and kills the wight he’s hunting down, and he should be backing carefully away, he can’t get her blinding smile or gorgeous curves off his mind. The girl’s a mystery he can’t resist, so since they’re both after the same caster who’s unleashing these monsters, he suggests teaming up. Despite her initial reluctance, Brenna joins Conor’s quest and soon the wights aren’t the only thing the lusty lady is hunting down.

He’s happy enough to satisfy her hungers, though he wishes she’d give him a few answers with her kisses. Soon enough he learns her secrets have repercussions. Faster than Conor can lift his Glock, he’s drawn into a web of kidnappings and Unseelie mischief, and it’s all concealing the machinations of a darker foe–one determined to bring Philly and the two hunters to ruin.

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Enter below for the chance to win a free erotic romance of your choosing from me (Soul Solution, Hunting for Spring, or Stolen Petals) as well as the chance to win the grand prize–23 free Erotic Romances!! One from every author in the hop! (Hunting for Spring from me)

 

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Project Purse Dump: November 13, 2015

Hello. My name is Linda Joyce, and I’m a purse junkie. I have purses in different shapes and sizes. Purses made of different materials. If there’s a support group for purse junkies like me, one that provides inside tips about the best sales, then sign me up. But don’t think for a minute that I have any intention of kicking this habit.

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I do want to clarify. While I am a purse junkie, I’m not a purse snob. I offer you a view of my Jam Bag as supporting evidence. It’s colorful. Has style. Notice the silver grommets and the black handles. And shows off my signature sign—Fleur de Lis. It’s ecofriendly, made from recycled bottles.

So what do I jam in my jam bag?

1) Japanese key chain with my key fob, reward cards, and red change purse carrying three, dollar coins inside.

2) Hairbrush – this is insurance. I carry it so I’ll never need it.

3) Turquoise wallet housing credit cards, stamps, miniature diploma from the University of Florida, and a few single dollar bills. It’s also big enough to hold my phone inside when I need to Grab-n-Go.

4) Leather case hiding an imported German fountain pen.

5) Pen—one of the first I got for SWAG

6) Lipstick – PÜR Moonlit Pearl

7) Business cards- name, address, rank, and no serial number.

8) Hand wipes from the casino in Biloxi. I came home $60 in the good and put it in the bank.

9) Kleenex

10) Mints – SWAG I carry around. Never know when I might meet a new reader.

11) Notebook—covert operations recorded to be used as secondary characters in a story.

12) Bookmarks for Her Heart’s Desire. On the flip side, the books in the Fleur de Lis series.

Hope you’ll connect with me.

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Project Purse Dump: October 30, 2015

Hey y’all. It’s my turn to share what I lug around in my giant purse. I don’t always carry such a monstrosity but after I had kids the size of my purse grew exponentially and has stayed that way :-).

Oct 30 - IMG_3755 - Kristi RoseFirst, I have to share that I scored such a good deal on this purse, like 80% off, and my daughter found the matching wallet which cost me $10. So wow- that never happens to me. I’ve never even had a purse and wallet that match so I feel like a girl who is definitely wearing her big girl panties.

Ok, let’s get to it. Starting at the top and going clockwise this is what you’re looking at.

  1. Giant pink folder is my passion planner. I know. I know. We have smart phones but it’s just not the same as writing down everything in the moment. My passion planner tells me what to do and when to do it. For all things work, child and writing.

Sometimes, I swap this out for my laptop. I never carry both or my purse would weight 10 pounds.

  1. Slim black case is my stun gun. Yep, I carry a stun gun. Sometimes two. And I’m not afraid to use it. Veronica Mars is my idol.
  1. Brown case with rubber band is a wallet of sorts. I’m a couponer and this keeps me organized for that. I once bought a year’s worth of toiletries including razors for $34.28. No lie.
  1. Matching wallet! Holla!
  1. Gum- never leave home without out it. Yes, I chew it obnoxiously. Sorry.
  1. Pens and pencils.
  1. Chick-fil-a card to get a discount. Cuz I eats there a lot 🙂 (she says with an accent)
  1. My author postcards and business cards but the truth is I’m always nervous about handing them out.
  1. Packet of tea and honey sticks. I probably drink 4-5 cups of tea a day. Hot and cold.

CENTER MASS

  1. Ear buds
  1. Lipstick. I usually carry more but my purse tipped in my car so the rest are rolling around on the passenger seat floorboard. I only grabbed up my favorites.
  1. Motrin, hand sanitizer, and lotion that smells like yummy cake.

That’s it. That’s me in a nut shell. Oh, Yes, I carry feminine products. I see here that I have forgot to reload on those. Whoops.

Thanks Tracey and Jessica for letting me be a part of this. I love having this insiders look at everyone’s purse:-).

About the author:

Kristi Rose was raised in central Florida on boiled peanuts and iced tea. She’s been lucky enough to travel the world but now, a wife and mother, she’s resigned to traveling to the grocery store. No matter where she is, she enjoys watching people and wondering about their story. That’s what Kristi likes to write. Stories about everyday people, the love that brings them together, and their journey getting there. Kristi is a member of RWA. Romance Writer’s Weekly and The KickAss Chicks

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Project Purse Dump: October 23, 2015

When offered the chance to get purse-onal, I jumped on it. (Grin and bear it, I love my puns!) I have to admit though, it wasn’t until I spilled the contents out on the floor for the picture that I realized what a wonderful metaphor it was for myself. For any purse carrier, what you choose to put in that small space is a reflection of you, in some shape or form. After all, anyone with a heavy purse knows the burden of the beast weighing down your shoulders.

Without further ado, here’s mine and the contents:

Oct 23 - Purse - Kat McIntyreFirst, note the ratty canvas bag that I’ve had for a couple years now. It’s frayed and covered in a splatter of fake zombie blood that just won’t come out. In case you hadn’t gathered, I’m quite a tomboy, and perfectly content toting around a functional bag I got for fifteen bucks at Big Lots. Although, I may need a new one soon as the bottom’s getting pretty worn.

Obviously, my wallet and keys are the essentials. To be noted, that Gamecube lanyard was given to me by one of my first boyfriends, well over ten years ago. Yep, since the time of Nintendo Gamecube. Hey, if it’s not broke, I don’t need to fix it. When I was a teenager, I used to wear boy pants and would always lose my keys from the pockets, hence the lanyard received. Same with my wallet—it was a hand-me-down from someone. I’m the queen of Goodwill and hand-me-downs.

Next in the queue of importance: my notebook, my planner, and my Kindle. Let’s be honest folks, a Kindle is a book nerd’s best friend, and the second I’m waiting somewhere or have a break at work, you can bet I’m tearing through another book. And the notebook is an author’s best friend. Likewise, if I’ve got time and a scene sneaks up on me, I’ll start jotting things down. As for the planner, I’m a Leslie Knope planning queen, even though I’ve got the memory of a goldfish—so the planner’s essential.

Now to tackle my weird nitty gritties. On the right hand side, I have a thumb drive loaded with pictures of our recent trip to Canada—my husband and I brought it with when we went to visit my folks. As for the little white square next to it, that’s my Square Reader that I take to events with me. Though, I have a couple floating around.

Next to those? The business cards are for my massage business—a massage therapist has to always be prepared. Underneath the cards is a sample of ginger from a different vendor than I normally use for tea. I’ve been meaning to take it out of my purse for awhile now, but it got sucked into the vortex. And of course, a pad—I mean, what lady doesn’t have some sort of pad or tampon in her purse? As for the pens, self explanatory due to the notebook. On top of that is my little name tag for work—if you squint and see the LMT, it stands for Licensed Massage Therapist.

But the oddities aren’t over! I’ve got a rock in the bottom of my purse, and for the life of me, I can’t figure out where it’s from. When I was a kid I had a huge rock collection and when I see cool ones or ones from important places, I like to pick them up…however, that’s useless if I can’t remember where it was from. (See, goldfish memory.) And bobby pins, which I just discovered how to use a year or two ago. Quit those appalled looks, I’m terrible at traditional ‘girl’ things. A hair tie is important, because when I give up on my half-assed effort at styling, I usually just throw it back into a ponytail. And the coin floating around is one from Canada, now useless to me here!

Finally, we’ve spotted something girly in my bag—makeup! But as with everything, for me it’s the bare essentials. I’ve got two chapsticks, an awesome lipstain that for as inexpensive it was works so wonderfully, and a dark brown eyeshadow crayon that I use to give my eyelids some contour. When I put on makeup for work it’s….either the lipstain or the eyeshadow. I don’t usually do both, because as we’ve stated before, I suck at dolling myself up on a day to day basis. Doesn’t mean I can’t commit for weddings or parties and whatnot, but on an average day, I’d rather spend the extra time reading or writing.

As for the contents of my purse, that’s all folks! But the fun doesn’t stop here—a bunch of fantastic blogs are participating every Friday, so keep tabs on #PurseDumpProject, and tag your own photos!

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Author Bio-

A modern day Renaissance-woman, Katherine McIntyre has learned soapmaking, beer brewing, tea blending, and most recently roasting coffee. Most of which make sure she’s hydrated and bathed while she spends the rest of her time writing. With a desire to travel and more imagination than she knows what to do with, all the stories jumping around in her head led to the logical route of jotting them down on paper. Not only can her poetry and prose be found in different magazines, but she’s had an array of novels and novellas published through Decadent Publishing, Boroughs Publishing, Hazardous Press, and Jupiter Gardens Press. For more casual content, she’s a regular contributor on CaffeineCrew.com, a geek news website.

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Scintillating Sunday Blog Hop!

Today I’m going to share a snippet from Soul Solution, my most recent release with Decadent Publishing. If you enjoy, add it to your TBR list at Goodreads, or get a copy HERE!

She waited a beat, and a certain curiosity gleamed in her eyes, one he knew well. Would he follow? Those inquisitive eyes of hers asked the question, and even with the slight hunch of her shoulders, she begged to be pursued. Once upon a time, he might’ve chased her and tumbled her in the sheets with the promise of more in the future. However, she’d placed her bets on the wrong sort of man. A soul collector couldn’t have those attachments.

“I’ll walk you out,” he offered. Even though this could never turn into anything, he’d take whatever remaining moments he could get with this intriguing woman.

He followed her out into the early dawn sunshine, which coated every car and leaf in liquid amber. If he were still up at this hour on any other day, he’d be holed up in his apartment with a bottle of whiskey, trying to chase the demons away. If only every night could be like this one.

Erik leaned against the railing, debating whether he should walk off before he’d have something to regret later. The longer he watched her smile, listened to her lilting laugh, the more he knew she was trouble.

He stuck his hands into his pockets. “This is good-bye then.”

Amusement lifted her eyebrows. Instead of turning and leaving, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him in for a hug. The press of her body against his shocked his system; he hadn’t realized how much he’d missed a woman’s embrace all these years. Her warm skin brushed against his, sending his senses into overdrive. The scent of jasmine fogged his mind, already overloaded from the simple touch of a person after so long.

A jolt of ice water flooded his veins as he returned the embrace on reflex. He needed to leave.

“See you around, Club Kid.” She stepped away from him then skipped off down the street. Already fading into a memory, she turned into a silhouette against the dewy morning light.

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Project Purse Dump: October 16, 2015

#PurseDumpProject – Tara Quan – Guess what my #cat discovered in my purse last Friday!

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Since my kitty decided to photo bomb my Purse Dump picture, I figured I’d attempt to describe the contents from his point of view.

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Now for the boring version.

Chew Toys:

  1. My lunch money pouch, which I bought during a trip to San Francisco many moons ago. It’s made from recycled plastic, and it might just be the hardiest coin purse I’ve ever owned.
  2. My credit card holder. The wallet itself I bought from Thailand. It contains my ATM card, learner’s permit (I have yet to learn how to drive), and one lone business card (just incase I bump into Nalini Singh on a roman sidewalk one day).
  3. My Italian ID card—it’s a laminated piece of paper, and it’s a smidge too big to fit into my wallet. I usually have it loose in my purse.

Treasure Boxes:

  1. Eye glass box. (Warby Parker is awesome for cheap online specs).
  2. Mini-clutch. It usually holds everything under “Chew Toys,” along with my phone. As you can tell, my purse is humongous, so I occasionally have to streamline in a hurry. It’s really easy to do when the essentials are already in a single container.
  3. Empty lunch box. I always pack a salad and eat it at my desk, perpetuating the stereotype of the “crazy Americana.” Italians take their lunch and coffee breaks very seriously.
  4. Mint Box. It once actually held “relatively strong mints,” but it is now a container for Eclipse gum and Altoids.

Teeth Sharpeners:

  1. My specs. If I ever leave them lying about, my cat arrives to chew on them without fail.
  2. Lip balm. One for the Mini-clutch, and one for my actual purse. I have a weakness for Clinique chubby sticks.
  3. Wacom Bamboo tablet. My day job involves managing a website and making graphics for it, so I shlep my graphics tablet to and from work. I also find it a lot more comfortable than a mouse. At home, my cat chases the pen around as I use it and attempts to wrestle it out of my clutches.

Dangly Toys:

  1. One for the outer gate, one for the building, one for my apartment.
  2. What girl can leave the house without her phone? I listen to podcasts on my walk to work, so the earphones are a must. (By the way, can you guess what my favorite color is?)
  3. [Not on my cat’s list] Mosquito repellant—I have O+ blood. It makes me a magnet for mosquitoes. Yes, there are mosquitoes in Italy. I didn’t realize how many until I got here.

There you have it, the contents of my purse last Friday. If you’re a fan of comics starring cats, check out the book trailers I made for my A Witch’s Night Out series: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQ68qla6xrPE8a69mh9iV3g/videos

(You may recognize the cartoon kitty. I have a tendency to recycle graphics.)

Layla Tarar Photo by Melissa Golden
Layla Tarar
Photo by Melissa Golden

About the Tara Quan

Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink. Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha males into exotic contemporary locales, paranormal worlds, and post-apocalyptic futures. Her characters, armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, are guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever after. Learn more at www.taraquan.com

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Project Purse Dump: October 9, 2015

When I heard about #ProjectPurseDump, a part of me rejoiced and laughed out loud. After all, what an original idea for a blog hop!

The other part of me shivered in horror. After all, this means I’m offering viewers a look inside my purse. Some days, even I don’t know what’s in there. And I swear, sometimes, in its deep recesses, things move…

I can only attribute it to the fact I have what my sons call a “mother’s purse.” In other words, a bottomless pit of useless items that you very well might need in a life-or-death situation one day. I can’t find my wallet most of the time, but if you randomly pick three items from my purse, you’d be able to MacGyver your way out of many situations.

OK, I suppose I am exaggerating a tad. Every good storyteller does (my story and I’m sticking to it). And I will freely admit I did a little clean up. With an industrial vacuum. You see, every time I look in my purse, I feel a little like Oscar Madison from The Odd Couple. It’s not that I’m messy. I just don’t clean up … right away. However, for the purposes of this post, I removed the “unidentifiables” from the bottom of my bag.

Thanks to Tracey Gee and Jessica Cale for allowing me to be part of this interesting tour. I am only a little scarred, and after you take a closer look at my belongings, you might be as well.

So (deep breath). What do I have in my purse? Well, fair traveler and lover of the weird, let’s have a look.

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1 – Yogurt (usually two small tubs). I often eat on the run. Bad for you, I know, but mornings are hard and I don’t usually sit down for breakfast. Instead, I cart yogurt around with me. It does grow warmish, I concede, but I like it that way. If it’s too cold, it hurts my teeth. One of the yogurt tubs did once explode, covering the contents of my purse. It was gross. I did clean that mess, but I smelled blueberries for weeks.

2 – Spoons (for afore-mentioned yogurt). A girl needs spoons! My problem is I often forget to take them out of my purse at the end of the day. This means, by week end, my purse is a bacteria-riddled cutlery stomping ground. Seriously, I swear they’re multiplying.

3 – Tissues. I blow my nose a lot. I hate drips. However, where most neat and tidy ladies carry those cute little Kleenex pouches, I tend to stuff a bunch in my purse willy-nilly. So, yeah, some of them might be old…and used. I did warn you, didn’t I???

4 – A wallet full of reward cards I always forget to redeem. The only one I use religiously is Starbucks. Seriously, don’t touch my St. Arbuck’s card. I really should throw out the other cards for Payless, Hallmark, Cineplex, Hane’s, Ricki’s…you get the idea. Someone, cut me off.

5 – Five lipsticks and a lip balm in the shape of a pink skull. My mother always said, “Never go out without lipstick.” I have heeded her words since I was 18. My preferences are reds and pinks.

6 – Paper calendar/writing notebooks/pens. I’m a writer. What can I say? I always have a notebook and writing utensils with me. And my paper day timer is a godsend. I’d be lost without it. Although I am tech savvy (enough), I still like a paper calendar. And I always write my name and number in the front, like a third-grader, in case it gets lost.

7 – A discreet black pouch to carry maxi pads. I’m in my forties. Things are unpredictable. ‘Nuff said.

8 – My glasses case. It may look fancy with the Versace label, but it is covered in blue ink…because I carry pens for scribbling in my notebook. Sigh. I am constantly covered in ink, dairy products and old, wrinkled tissue bits.

9 – My cheap Walmart sunglasses. I never buy expensive sunglasses because the minute I get them home, I accidentally sit on them and break them. Whenever I buy them at Walmart for $10.99, they last forever. I could jump up and down on those suckers and they’ll refuse to break.

10 – Oh, and a very basic phone (with which I am photographing this mess) so I can stalk my children on Instagram. Seriously, boys. You have no secrets, my friends. I know everything and I see what you “like.” And, by the way, you’re grounded.

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Author bio:

Rosanna Leo is a multi-published, erotic romance author. Several of her books about Greek gods, selkies and shape shifters have been named Top Picks at Night Owl Romance and The Romance Reviews.

From Toronto, Canada, Rosanna occupies a house in the suburbs with her long-suffering husband, their two hungry sons and a tabby cat named Sweetie. When not writing, she can be found haunting dusty library stacks or planning her next star-crossed love affair.

A library employee by day, she is honored to be a member of the league of naughty librarians who also happen to write romance. Rosanna blogs at www.rosannaleoauthor.wordpress.com

Author Links:

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Rosanna-Leo/e/B007X5P4I8

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