Watch This Space–Unorthodox Therapy by Lilah E. Noir

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Okay, y’all, you probably remember way back when I helped promote Lilah E. Noir’s Unorthodox Therapy when it first launched.  But at the time, I hadn’t actually read the book.  Now that I have, I need to revisit this recommendation again, because HOLY COW this is a great book!

Unorthodox Therapy is about tough, no-nonsense corporate CEO Lina Riley, who has her company and her whole life under control.  Her addiction to cigarettes is her only vice.  But a hot young programmer, her former personal assistant Thomas Jett, has an idea of how to help her curb her nasty habit.

Have a peek at my review:

Lina Riley is a woman in control. As CEO of her own tech company, she runs a tight ship and is the very definition of calm, cool, and collected. But she also has a vicious nicotine addiction.

Thomas Jett, formerly her personal assistant and currently a rising software developer within her company, has an unusual solution for the one vice Lina can’t seem to control. All she has to do is submit to his Dominance and he’ll guide her to replace the nasty habit with new thoughts and behaviors. She’s at once repelled and intrigued by the idea. Could it possibly work? And is it really about the cigarettes? Or does she have a deep need to relinquish control to someone stronger?

As the Unorthodox Therapy progresses, Lina’s shocked to realize how much she craves Thomas’s control, but she’s terrified–what if the company or their clients find out about her private predilections?

I love the way we get a sense not only of Lina’s misgivings about giving up control to Thomas, but we also understand his concerns and fears about being the kind of Dom Lina needs. The BDSM sex is hot and steamy, but let me tell you, about 3/4 of the way through, a sudden turn of events had me flipping pages so fast I nearly blew up my Kindle. By the end, I was breathless and dying to read the next installment.

Don’t miss Unorthodox Therapy! Lilah E. Noir, write like the wind! I need to know what happens next for Lina and Thomas. 5 HUGE STARS!

The title of my review is “Literally Left Me Breathless,” because that’s exactly what it did.  Of course, the BDSM sex is sultry and then some, but beyond that, we feel for Lina and Thomas as they each struggle with their own demons.  The suspense that’s introduced, however, pushes the whole story over the top, and I’m not kidding when I say that I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough.

Now, notice that the subtitle is Unorthodox Trilogy Book 1.  All I’m saying is, I absolutely cannot WAIT for the next installment.

This is a great book that you should NOT miss!  Trust me on this.  Here’s where you can get your hands on Unorthodox Therapy.

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Big News!

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I’m so happy to announce that Just One Night, my naughty little novella, is finally available at online retailers everywhere. Just One Night is the story of Katie Parker, a woman on a Caribbean cruise with her best girlfriends.  She decides that what she needs is a night of anonymous passion, the better to help her get over a bad break-up.  Enter sexy Mac Coleman, who has had his fair share of romantic woes.  The mutual attraction is undeniable from the moment they meet.  But can Mac convince Katie that what they’ve found is worth more than just one night?

How about a little tease?

     The pair parked themselves at a tiny table at the edge of the piano bar, the first place they’d come to in their search for a cocktail.  Katie watched him as he approached the bar and ordered for them.  She couldn’t get over how handsome he was, how he’d come outside looking for her.  This was exactly what she needed to take her mind off of her man problems back home.

She smiled up at him as he returned to their table carrying a margarita for her and a Scotch for himself.  “Cheers,” he said, raising his glass to hers.

“Cheers,” she murmured in return, and she sipped gratefully, counting on the liquid courage her glass offered.

“You know, we’ve gone about this all backwards.”  He rested his drink on the table and offered his right hand.  “My name is—“

“No!  No names,” Katie quickly interrupted.

Mac blinked in surprise.  “No names.  Why no names?”

“Just…because,” she stammered.  “No names, no personal information, we’ll just…keep it casual.”

“Keep it casual.”  Mac frowned.  “Okay.”  He gave her a curious look.  “Do you want me to leave?”

She shook her head, red curls swinging.  “No, I’d like you to stay.”

He gave a relieved smile.  “Good, because I’d like to stay.  So…no personal information.  Do you want to talk about work?”

“Oh, hell no!”

“Um, how about that weather?  That’s some pretty great weather out there tonight.”

Katie laughed lightly.  “I don’t mean to be a pain.”

Mac smiled back.  “You’re not a pain, exactly.  I just have to figure out the rules.  And you’re here with three other women?”

“You could see that in the dining room.  Where you were staring,” Katie observed.

“You know that because you were staring back,” he countered.

“And you’re here with two other men.”

Mac nodded.  “My brothers.  Oops!  Was that personal?”

“Now you’re making fun.”

He smiled ruefully.  “Maybe just a little bit.  This is kind of a bachelor party.  My kid brother is getting married.”

“A bachelor party?”  Katie laughed lightly.  “Shouldn’t you be getting back to the debauchery?”

Mac laughed.  “Not much debauchery with those two.  My older brother’s been married for years and Tommy’s head over heels for his fiancée.”  He glanced up at Katie.  “Oops!  More personal information.”

Katie sighed and sipped her drink.  “My friends and I get together for a week every summer.  We’ve known each other since high school.”

“There now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Katie nodded firmly.  “We’re even, that’s all.”  She rested her forearm on the table and toyed with her glass.  Mac did the same, and as he did, his arm brushed against hers.  She made no effort to move away from him.  He intentionally rested his arm against hers, noting the electric charge he felt, wondering if she felt it, too.

Glancing up, he saw that she was watching him intently.  “So…you don’t want any personal information.  You don’t want to talk about work.  You don’t want me to leave.”

Katie shook her head.

“Okay, well we’ve got that settled.  What do you want?”  He watched her expectantly.

She stared at her glass as she swirled the remainder of her margarita.  Her buzz from the dinner wine combined with the icy cocktail made her feel bold.  She looked back up at Mac.

“Do you really want to know what I want?  I want just one night.  Just one night of anonymous, no-holds-barred, red-hot, no-strings-attached sex.  That’s what I want.”  She fixed him with a challenging stare.

“Whoa,” he breathed, eyes wide.

Katie looked down at her glass again.  “Too blunt?”

Mac leaned back in his chair, lips forming an O.  “That was blunt, all right, but I can respect that.  I’ve gotta ask, though.”  He sought out her eyes.  “Is there some guy at home waiting for you to come back?”

Katie shook her head.  “I’m not cheating on anybody.  You?”

He shook his head, too, and laughed humorlessly.  “What was it you said earlier?  Oh, hell no.”

She lightly stroked his arm as it rested on the table, delighting in the goose bumps that appeared there.  Her gaze traveled from there to his lap, which seemed to be taking an interest in the proceedings if the growing mound there was any indication.  She shifted her focus, sliding her gaze up his torso to those lips she’d noticed earlier.  God, I just want to suck on that lower lip.

She met his eyes again, saw the fire there, and knew it matched her own.  “So what do you say?”

“I say, have another margarita.  I just need to run to the little shop and pick up some…  Well, I didn’t actually expect that I’d need…”  He smiled apologetically.

Her voice was soft.  “I’ll wait right here.”

He took her hand and gently brushed his lips across her knuckles, gave her a wink, and left the bar.

Having spent the last six months available for .99 exclusively on Amazon, Just One Night is now also on iTunes, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and several other outlets. Just use this link:

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Watch This Space–Kiss Me, Keep Me by Siren Allen

Strong Athletic Man Fitness Model Torso Showing Big MusclesSteamy sci-fi romance author Siren Allen has a new book out called Kiss Me, Keep Me, and it looks AMAZING!  The tagline is Men go hard.  Machines go harder.  And I’m all, Really?  Do tell!

What’s it all about?  Here’s the description.

Mechanical men may not have real hearts, but they also can’t break yours. The only thing you have to worry about them breaking is your headboard. But who needs a headboard anyway?
-Hudson Innovations – Making your life better, one machine at a time.

She’s not looking for love. She’s looking for lust.
The headboard breaking kind of lust.
Gemini Prescott has been burned by love too many times. There’s no way she’s going back down that road again. When she learns of mechanical men, she believes she’s found the perfect antidote to her problems. Mechanical men can’t break your heart. Mechanical men can’t cheat on you with your best friend. A mechanical man is exactly what she needs.

But something seems to be wrong with her personal robot. He doesn’t follow orders like he’s supposed to. Instead, he has demands of his own. Demands that leave her begging for more. She would return him to the manufacturer, but there’s this thing he does with his tongue that makes him a keeper.

He’s not looking for love or lust.

He’s looking for a way off this planet.

Zain only has one goal: to return to his home-world. Though most of his brethren are enjoying their new life on Earth, Zain has no desire to follow their lead. He doesn’t want to be a pleasure-robot, a slave to whoever purchases him. He plans to leave Earth behind and he’ll destroy anyone who stands in his way.

Then he meets Gemini.
And everything changes.

Do you just love the premise?  How about a naughty little teaser?

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Gem eased her toy into the water, bringing it closer to her body. Once the vibrating toy reached her clit, she trembled. This was something her cyborg should be doing to her. He should be there with her, making her shiver.

Yet, here she was, doing it to herself, like always. She closed her eyes and thought about him. Using her imagination, she pictured him naked. He probably had a six-pack of hard abs.

She wished she could lick those abs while she moved lower, trailing her tongue down his skin. His cock was probably long and hard. She would slide her tongue over the tip a few times before allowing him to push into her mouth.

Gem moaned as she pictured her tongue sliding over the head of his cock. His skin would feel warm, like a real man. But, he wouldn’t come quickly like most men did. He was programmed to last long. That was what the brochure said.

She could suck on him until her jaws got tired if she wanted to. Then they would switch positions and he would put his mouth on her. Her desire rose. Gem turned her toy up to its highest level.

She licked her lips as her hips jerked. She needed an orgasm so badly. It wasn’t going to take her long to wring one from herself. She bit into her lower lip as she pushed the dildo in and out of her, imagining it was Mr. Brown Eyes doing it to her.

“What are you doing?”

She wanted him so bad, she was starting to hear his voice.

“Gemini, are you… pleasuring yourself?”

Hell yeah… wait. She opened her eyes and stared up into the glare of her mechanical man. Shit. She pulled the dildo out of her body and sat it on the side of the tub. Moving faster than lightening, he grabbed it and brought it closer to his face.

“Hey, put that down.” She stretched her arm out, reaching for it.

He glared at her before returning his gaze to the toy. She sank lower into the water to shield herself from his view. Not because she was shy about her body. But because she was embarrassed at being caught touching herself.

She hadn’t even heard him come in. He turned the toy from left to right, as if he’d never seen one. Duh. He wasn’t human. He probably had no idea what he was holding. She grew even more embarrassed when he stared down at his boxers.

His boxers. Her eyes travelled over his form. All he was clad in was a pair of white boxers. White boxers that were tented in the front. He was hard. OMG. Her eyes widened as he lifted the waistband of his boxers and peered inside then back up at the dildo.

He released the band and the material snapped shut. It was impossible for her to blush more than she already was. If he hadn’t known what the toy was before, he did now. His angry words proved that.

“Why were you using this?” he glared at her.

What to say? Because you weren’t here. Because I thought you wasn’t coming back. Because I’m horny as hell and you didn’t seem like you wanted to help out with that.

“Gemini?”

Even though he sounded displeased, she was still mesmerized by the sound of him saying her name. His voice was so deep, so dark. She could already imagine the guttural sounds he would make when he was coming.

“Gemini, answer me.”

She cleared her throat. “What was the question again?”

“Why were you using this?”

“Because, well, see… shit. I was horny. There, I said it. Happy now?”

“Happy? No, I’m not happy.” He moved closer to the tub. “I was gone briefly and I returned to find you pleasuring yourself with an inanimate object.”

“Don’t growl at me like that. And you were not gone briefly. You were gone almost twenty minutes.”

“I had… something came up with one of my brethren. But that’s not the point. How did you go from wanting to talk, to being aroused?”

“Seriously? You’re the pleasure robot. You should know how all of this works.”

He frowned. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh my gosh.” Gemini rolled her eyes. “You’re supposed to be pleasuring me. That’s your job. Since you don’t seem to want to do your job, I’ve decided to take care of it myself.”

He stared at the dildo again. “And you were doing it with this puny thing?”

“Hey, that is Mr. Magic 3000. He isn’t puny.”

“My appendage is larger than this,” he stared at her.

Oh really? Gem swallowed. “You’re bigger than that?” She nodded toward the toy.

“Much.”

“Prove it.”

He frowned. “You don’t believe me?”

“I want to see for myself.” Oh my, he’s standing up.

He pulled his boxers down and what sprang forth was definitely bigger than Mr. Magic 3000. He was more like Mr. Magic 6000. He pulled his boxers back up and knelt down next to the tub again.

“I told you.”

Gem nodded. “Uh, yeah, you did.”

Now, I know what you’re thinking…  Where can I get my hands on a copy of Kiss Me, Keep Me?

For the month of February, Kiss Me, Keep Me is only 0.99.

It’s also FREE with Kindle Unlimited.

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Are You A 50 Shades Fan?

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And do you love FREE books?  Then I have great news for you.

As you know, the second Fifty Shades of Grey film, Fifty Shades Darker, comes out soon.  And in honour of this momentous occasion, I have the privilege of joining a group of the best erotic romance writers in the business to offer you some of our most popular books for FREE!

LOST & BOUND, the second book in my Dream Dominant Collection, just came out.  Are you wondering about the first Dream Dominant?  Exclusively in this promotion, you can get LUKE & BELLA for FREE.

But that’s only one of the great steamy reads you can download FREE during this giveaway.  Just use this link http://bit.ly/50ShadesFans to get your hands on this exclusive and limited-time bundle.

Do you know someone else who loves a sexy romance?  Be sure to share the link with them, too.  The more, the merrier!

Weekend Excerpt–LOST & BOUND

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LOST & BOUND, Dream Dominant Collection Book 2, comes out January 31.

It’s the story of spoiled Hollywood starlet Shasta Pyke, who, after getting into trouble with the law, is sent to the wilderness of northern Ontario until the whole mess blows over.

It’s there that she meets sexy Dominant mountain man Blake Walker.  He lives a simple life, helping to run his family’s remote guest lodge.  He sees past Shasta’s petulant bravado to the scared little girl she hides from the world.

Would she ever agree to give him her submission?

Here’s a sexy little excerpt to hold you over until release day.

The sun was sinking low in the sky, casting a pink-orange glow onto the lake as they made their way to the boat.  Blake placed his bags into the bow of the boat then helped Shasta step in.  She moved cautiously, easing herself down onto the center seat.

“Is everything okay?” he questioned.

She nodded.  “It feels weird to walk around with this thing in my ass.”

“Are you complaining?”

“No.  I’m just…pointing shit out.”

Blake laughed heartily and started the electric motor, heading for the far side of the lake.  He tied up the boat on the same saplings he’d used earlier that day, climbed out with his bags, and reached down to Shasta, who gingerly stepped out onto the rocks.

She glanced around anxiously.  “Where are we going, anyway?  It’s getting dark.”

Blake smiled enigmatically.  “You’ll see soon enough.  Come on.”  He lightly took her hand and together they walked up the trail leading away from the lake.  When they passed the trapper’s cabin, Shasta looked to Blake wonderingly, and he just winked.  Soon enough they came to a fork in the path.  Blake moved to the left without hesitating.  A few yards down the path, they stopped.  Shasta looked around and saw nothing but trees and rocks.

“This looks like a good place.”  Blake reached into his duffel and pulled out the throw, placing it on the ground.  “Okay, kitten, the dress comes off.”

She gaped at him.  “We’re just gonna…fuck in the woods?”

His eyes sparkled with amusement.  “Nobody said anything about fucking.  Just get naked.  Now.”

Shasta pulled the dress over her head, and Blake took it, folding it and placing it into the bag.  “Now, we haven’t had knee time today.  You may kneel on the blanket.”

Shasta stepped into the center of the throw and knelt in the way he’d shown her, sitting back on her heels with her hands, palms up, resting on her thighs.  Closing her eyes was automatic.  Blake stepped in front of her, placing his right foot between her thighs.  Tenderly, he stroked her hair, and she let out a contented sigh.  “Knee time is good, isn’t it, kitten?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured.

“Okay, now I have a job for you.”  Shasta expectantly raised her eyes to meet his.  “I’m going a little further up the trail.  You will wait for me right here.  I’ll come back for you when I’m ready.”

Immediately her eyes went to the trees.  “I’m staying here?  Naked?  That’s a little scary.”

“Trust me, kitten?”  He watched her intently.

Her deep mocha eyes were wide and clear.  “I trust you.”

“You’re such a good girl,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss her.  “Now, we’ll just slide this into place…”  He produced the black satin blindfold and settled it over her eyes.  Shasta shivered.  “I won’t be gone long.”

She listened as his footsteps moved away from her.  Soon, all she heard were forest noises.  Unable to see, her other senses were heightened and she heard the snap of twigs and the call of a loon from far down the lake.  The early evening breeze chilled her, and she shivered again, her bare flesh covered with goose bumps and her nipples stretched into sharp, painful peaks.

Heavy footsteps were approaching, the crunch of leaves and pine straw growing louder.  It’s Blake.  It’s just Blake.  Unless it’s not.  She fought panic.

“There’s my good girl, just where I left her.”  Blake took Shasta’s hand and helped her stand.  “Okay, kitten, playtime starts now.  You will follow my every direction without question or hesitation.  And you will be silent.  You will not speak unless I give you permission.  Is that clear?”

Shasta blinked behind her blindfold and nodded wordlessly.

“Good girl.  Now, I’m going to kiss you.  You will not kiss me back.”  With his hands on her hips, Blake pulled her closer to himself and placed his lips on hers.  Shasta steadied herself by placing her palms on his chest.  Somewhere along the way, Blake had removed his shirt, and she felt his warm, solid flesh beneath her hands.  Blake deepened his kiss, invading her with his tongue, and although she felt her toes curling, she remembered his instructions and concentrated on not kissing him back.

Finally, his lips released hers and he pressed a kiss to her forehead.  “Good girl,” he murmured.  “Let’s go.”  In one swoop, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her.  Branches and leaves brushed against her skin as he carried her down the trail, then she felt as if they went up some steps.  His footfalls sounded different, too, as though he walked on a solid surface.  Then the air around her felt different, as though they had gone indoors.  Finally, she heard a door close and he set her down.  Shasta stood uncertainly and she felt Blake remove the blindfold.

She blinked as she looked around.  They were in a cabin.  A huge bed covered in a midnight blue duvet took up a large portion of the space.  All around, tiny candles twinkled.  A warm fire popped and crackled in the fireplace opposite the bed.  She looked up at Blake, who was watching her intently.  She opened her mouth to ask a question and clamped her lips shut again.

He smiled.  “Do you have a question, kitten?”

She nodded.

“You may ask one question.”

“What is this place?”

Blake crossed to the stove to peer into the tub of water.  “This is my play cabin.  Some Doms have a dungeon, I have a cabin.”

LOST & BOUND will be out January 31.  You can pre-order your copy now.

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Pucker Up!

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Pucker up, baby, because it’s Kiss a Ginger Day, all day today!

And what better way to spend the day than with one of my sassy red-haired leading ladies?  That right.  Supporting my belief that there should be more gingers in erotica, all of my heroines are strong, smart, sexy redheads.

Let me introduce you to them.

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Bella Grant, of LUKE & BELLA, is a strong-willed ginger.  She’s also a take-charge professional journalist with an appetite for excitement.

Tasked with creating a new brand of television travel show, she’s jetting off to exotic destinations, staying in romantic hotels, and experiencing new sights and cultures.  It’s no wonder she falls for her dreamy partner on this adventure, sexy photographer Luke McGillicutty.

But Bella gets more than she bargained for when she discovers that Luke is Dominant.

Will she agree to explore her submissive side?

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After spoiled Hollywood starlet, red-haired Shasta Pyke of LOST & BOUND, finds herself in trouble with the law, she’s exiled to the wilderness of northern Ontario until the dust settles and public attention moves on the the next big train wreck.

It’s there that she meets rugged mountain man Blake Walker, a Daddy Dominant who sees in Shasta the baby girl he’s been searching for.

But will this bratty ginger ever willingly give him her submission?

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Maggie Flynn, the leading lady in the RANNIGAN’S REDEMPTION trilogy (RESISTING RISK, RUNNING ROGUE, and RANSOMING REDEMPTION) is a smart, capable, and determined new lawyer.  She’s also hopelessly in love with sexy rake Michael Rannigan, the high-powered Manhattan attorney who hired her straight out of law school.

But down-to-earth, red-haired Maggie is so far from Michael’s usual type, the surgically-enhanced, bottle-blonde babes he keeps on his contact list.  So why can’t Michael get Maggie off his mind?

Fair warning:  This epic 5-STAR story does NOT go where you think it’s going to go, but it’s page-turning, character-driven erotic romance you’ll love to read again and again.  (P.S. RESISTING RISK is only .99–Not much of a risk there.)

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I almost forgot about spunky ginger Katie Parker from my naughty little novella, JUST ONE NIGHT.  On a cruise with her best girlfriends from high school, Katie is determined to forget about the man who did her wrong.  She’s looking for a great-looking guy for a night of red-hot anonymous passion.

On board the ship, she finds hunky Mac Coleman, who’s more than willing to go along with her plan.  The only problem is, can he convince her that what they’ve found together is worth more than just one night?

Priced at only .99, JUST ONE NIGHT is available exclusively on Amazon, and it’s FREE with Kindle Unlimited.

So how are you celebrating Kiss a Ginger Day?

Behind the Book–Post 2: The DeHavilland Beaver

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DeHavilland Beaver, landing on Rawhide Lake

LOST & BOUND, my new erotic romance novel coming out January 31, is set in the wilderness of northern Ontario, a place that is near and dear to my heart.  For generations, my family has owned a rustic log cabin located in the remote reaches of that beautiful area, and I spent many a summer vacation there as a child.

Rawhide Lake, home of the tiny island where the cabin sits, is located roughly 30 miles from the town of Elliot Lake, and is uninhabited, save for our cabin and a few remote guest cabins located miles away at the other end of the lake.  There are no roads and the lake is accessible only by bush plane or by portaging across several lakes.

There was one summer when we spent a couple of days waiting for the weather to clear enough to be able to make the flight, but by the third morning, being unwilling to waste more of our vacation, we opted to make the portage.  This means that we left our vehicle at the guest lodge of some friends of ours, loaded up as much as we could carry, and hiked from there to the first of about three lakes.  Having paid the teenage son of the lodge owners to carry an outboard motor for us, we schlepped our bags, coolers, and food through the forest for an hour or so, and loaded it all into the skiff that waited, overturned at the edge of the lake.  Once we’d ridden to the other side of the lake, we gathered our things once again and hiked over hill and dale to the next lake, where we repeated the same process a couple more times.

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DeHavilland Beaver, Rawhide Lake (Notice the open pilot door.)

While it was an unexpected adventure, it was a reminder of why we normally paid quite a sum to a bush pilot, who’d fly us and our things to the lake in about 45 minutes.

The DeHavilland Beaver is the quintessential Canadian bush plane.  They were first flown in 1947 and were commercially produced until 1967.

In LOST & BOUND, leading man Blake Walker, former wilderness counselor, has spent the last few years helping to run his family’s business, Lake Miranda Lodge.  He also owns a DeHavilland Beaver, which he uses to fly guests to and from some of their more remote properties.

In the story, after several days of being alone on the tiny island, leading lady Shasta Pyke begs Blake to take her with him when he flies to a nearby lake to ready a remote cabin for incoming guests.  As I wrote that part of the story, I tried to paint a sensory impression of what it’s like to bounce along the top of the water and take off in a small aircraft.  Truthfully, it’s a bit scary, and believe me when I say that your tummy does the little ‘whoopsy’ thing.

If you’ll notice in the photo, the pilot always kept his door open except when we were in the air.  I have no idea why he did that, but I added it to the story, making sure that Shasta freaked out about it a little.  Hmm…  Writing as therapy…

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Once you’re in the air, the view of the wilderness is spectacular.  The lakes were all formed by glaciers and they can be very deep in places.  But the water is crystal clear for way deeper than you’d imagine.  It’s absolutely breathtaking.

The forests, lakes, and marshes are home to all kinds of wildlife, including black bears, moose, foxes, wolves, and other potentially scary critters.

Once, while flying to the island, the pilot spotted a moose standing in the shallows of a lake below us, so he banked around sharply to circle the massive beast and give us a good look.  Which was cool, after my life stopped flashing before my eyes.  In the story, I had Blake do the same for Shasta, and she reacted pretty much like I did.

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Landing on the water is quite an experience, too.  Again, there’s the little tummy flip, and the sudden bumping of the pontoons across the top of the water.  I always loved the way the pontoons create a spray that fantails out behind the plane.  The view is better from the ground, but you can still see it from inside the plane.

In LOST & BOUND, Blake adores his plane, but I also gave another character an older model of the deHavilland Beaver.  You’ll have to read to find out who it is.

Curious?  You’ll have to wait a bit longer to read LOST & BOUND.  But stay tuned for the next Behind the Book post.

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LOST & BOUND will be released on January 31,

but you can PreOrder it now by using this universal link:

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Weekend Excerpt–Ransoming Redemption

We’re a week away from Christmas and there’s a festive feeling in the air.  I’m sending warm holiday wishes your way.  May you enjoy your time with family and friends.  And may you find a little time for yourself in the midst of all the merriment.  Maybe time to indulge in some sexy romance.

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This weekend’s excerpt is from Ransoming Redemption, the final novel in the Rannigan’s Redemption trilogy.  And I couldn’t resist this Christmas scene.  I hope you enjoy!

Michael glanced around his living room and sighed deeply as an unfamiliar wave of contentment washed over him.  He’d missed the Orphans and Misfits since he and Maggie had parted ways and had forgotten how much he’d enjoyed being in the midst of all the joyful chaos.

After their late-afternoon buffet-style dinner, the handful of children in attendance opened their gifts.  Then Ben headed up the annual gift exchange, handing out numbers and presiding over the picks and swaps.  Maggie and some of the others set out dessert on the dining room table and made sure that the bar was stocked with plenty of cups and ice so that everyone felt free to help themselves.

Ensconced in his spot close to the windows at the far end of the huge leather sectional, Michael realized that everywhere he looked, he saw people who were connected in some way to himself or Maggie or both.  Rance, Jason and a few more were out on the terrace taking in the view.  A handful of others watched a football game on television.  Across the room, Nate and Ben chatted with a petite blonde woman.

That’s Casey, Maggie’s friend from law school, he reminded himself.  Casey’s husband John was on the floor in front of the Christmas tree with their little boy, putting together something with Legos.  Closer to Michael, sitting on the floor leaning against the sectional, Maggie was playing a game of peek-a-boo with a toddler who was sitting on her lap.

That must be Casey’s daughter, he thought, judging by the little girl’s nearly white blonde hair.  In his mind’s eye, he saw Maggie playing the game with a red haired child, and he smiled contentedly.  It’s all coming together.  

Veronica slid onto the sofa beside him.  “You’re looking awfully pleased with yourself.”

Michael grinned.  “That’s because when you’re good, you’re good.  And I’m good.”  He winked at her.

“And oh, so humble,” she purred, fixing him with a mocking exasperated smirk.

Casey joined Maggie on the floor.  “How’s Princess Nastypants doing?” she asked, taking her daughter from Maggie.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, this is the sweetest child,” Maggie said, laughing.

“Well, she’s momentarily charmed by her Aunt Maggie, but don’t let her fool you.  We’re up to our eyeballs in the ‘terrible twos.’ ”

Afternoon blended into evening as dusk fell, and Maggie noticed that not only had no one left, they all looked as though they were settling in for a long stay, some even helping themselves to plates of leftovers.

“How are you feeling, Michael?” she asked, squatting beside him.  “Should I start shooing people out of here?”

“Don’t be silly, Mags,” he said, flashing his best Michael Rannigan grin.  “Everybody’s enjoying themselves.  This is the nicest Christmas I’ve had in a long time.”

She looked up at him and smiled, squeezing his hand.  “I’m really glad.”

As she made her way back to the kitchen, her phone buzzed in her pocket. Finally.  Bobby had called early in the morning and they’d chatted briefly, but they hadn’t had another chance to talk all day.

“Hey there, cher,” he greeted her.  “How’s my best girl?”

Maggie laughed into the phone.  “I’m better now.  I’ve missed you all day, but I know you were busy.  We’ve been busy here, too, come to that.”  She walked down the hallway for more privacy.

“Would you believe that everyone is still at Michael’s?” she whispered.  “Nobody has left yet.”

“No?”

“I asked Michael if I should start moving them along, but he seems happy to have them.”

Bobby laughed.  “It sounds like you throw a hell of a party.  Nobody wants to leave.”

“How was your day?  Did Savannah like her present?”  Maggie had sent Bobby with a portable artist’s kit to give the little girl.

“She just loved it.”  Maggie could hear the smile in his voice.  “That child had more stuff by the end of the morning than you would believe.”

Maggie laughed happily.  “Well, good.  I’m so glad.”  She sighed.  “I just wish you were here.”

“Me too, cher, believe me.”

“Do I need to let you go?” she asked.

“Yeah, I should probably get off the phone.”

“Okay, then,” she breathed.  “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Maggie.  I’ll see you soon.”

Maggie disconnected and made her way back down the hallway towards the living room which was as full of people as ever.  It seemed less than fair somehow that everyone had someone with them today.  Casey had John, Ben had Nate, Rance had Jason, hell, even Michael had Veronica   Whatever happened to the Orphans and Misfits?  She knew she was being petty and tried to shrug it off.

Across the room, Michael looked tired and he was using his oxygen again.  She wondered briefly whether she should just start moving people along in spite of what he’d said.  A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

“Hey Mags, could you get that?” Michael asked.

Sighing to herself, she crossed to the door, wondering who’d locked themselves out.  She didn’t notice that as she swung open the door the room fell silent.

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“Merry Christmas, cher.”

Momentarily speechless, she froze for second before launching herself into Bobby’s arms.  He had to take a step back to keep from falling.

“Well, I’m glad to see you, too,” he laughed.

Through tears, she sputtered, “But…I mean, what…How did you…”

“Calm down,” he laughed as he carried her into the room.  “Merry Christmas, everybody.”  Bobby gently set Maggie down, and she gripped his hand in hers, unwilling to lose contact with him.

Casey brought a plate of food from the kitchen.  “Hi, I’m Casey.  I figured you were probably hungry.”

Bobby bestowed on her his best lop-sided grin.  “Nice to meet you, Casey.  I’m Bobby.  And thanks, I am pretty hungry.”  He took a seat on the end of the sectional, nodding at Michael.  “Merry Christmas, man.”

Michael smiled, his eyes crinkling.  “Merry Christmas, Beau.  Glad you could join us.”

As Bobby ate, Maggie introduced him to those he hadn’t met.  While everyone went back to their own conversations, she peppered him with questions.  “What happened?  Did you really call me from the hall?  Why did you come back tonight?  I thought you were staying in Louisiana for a couple more days.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” he grinned.

“Well…you did.  I’m so glad.”

Ransoming Redemption is available as a single novel at books2read.com/RansomingRedemption.

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All three novels are available as one complete collection at books2read.com/RannigansRedemption.

 

Weekend Excerpt–Resisting Risk Giveaway!

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On Wednesday, December 7, we’re having a Scandalous Stocking Stuffers event.  You can download FREE and .99 erotica and erotic romance ebooks from many of the hottest authors out there.

In fact, Resisting Risk will be FREE to download all day.  Here’s a little holiday excerpt to put you in the mood.

After everyone ate as much as they could, the guys agreed to do all the clean-up.  Maggie supervised returning the tables to their proper places then sank onto the sofa, resting her feet on the coffee table.

“What about the dessert, Flynn?” Ben asked when the leftovers were packed up.

“Let’s be informal.  Grab some if you want some.  I want to do presents,” Maggie said.  Michael brought her a fresh glass of wine.  She looked up at him, grinning in appreciation, and patted the space beside her.

“I’ll sit on the floor, I don’t mind,” he said, sliding to a spot beside her feet.

“Now the way this works is, everyone takes a number.  We go in order starting at 1.  Number 1 picks first.  Number 2 can pick a new present or steal from Number 1.  Everybody got it?” Ben asked.  Maggie watched in amusement as some played shyly while others were cut-throat.

“What’s this?” Michael asked quietly.  She looked down to see him holding an ornament from the tree.  It was a small red glass ball held by a green paper cone.  Her name was spelled out in glitter.

“I think I was about six when I made that,” she smiled.  “The Christmas ornaments were some of the few things I took from my dad’s house.”

He grinned.  “I like it.”

When the gifts were over, Maggie had a new hand-crocheted toilet-roll cover.  Michael had a $10 gift card to Starbucks.  “Guess somebody didn’t get the memo,” he quipped so that only Maggie heard, and she giggled softly.

He winked and leaned close.  “Mags, I should be making my way to the airport.”

“Okay,” Maggie sighed.  “I’ll walk you out.”  She got her coat and hat while he said his goodbyes.  “I’ll be right back,” she said to Casey as they headed out of the apartment.  They walked down the stairs without chatting.

Once out on the sidewalk, Michael turned and faced her.  “I had a great time, Mags.  Thanks for inviting me.”  He glanced up.  “We have an audience, by the way.”  He waved at the crowd gathered in Maggie’s front window.

She looked up at them, scowling.  “Come on,” she said, turning right and heading down the sidewalk.  She stopped just around the corner.

Michael smiled.  “Thanks.  I just wanted to say goodbye privately.  I brought you a gift but I didn’t want to give it to you in there.”  He pulled a small flat box from his pocket.  It was light blue, tied with a white ribbon.

Maggie’s eyes widened.  “Sean Michael Rannigan, you did not!”

“How did you know the S stands for Sean?

She shrugged.  “Everyone knows it’s Sean.  I can’t believe you went to Tiffany…”  She stopped and looked up at him, smiling sadly.  “This wasn’t for me.  This is supposed to be for someone else.”

“No, Mags, this is for you,” he said earnestly.  “I mean, to be honest, I went there yesterday looking for something for Jana.”

“What, Toys R Us and GapKids were closed?” Maggie quipped.

“Ah-hah-hah, you’re very funny.  I found a little trinket to give to Jana, but then I turned and saw this.  All I could think was that you should have it.  It’s for you, Mags.”

Curious, Maggie slowly pulled the white ribbon and lifted the lid.  In the box resting on light blue velvet was a delicate silver bracelet.  It had a vintage look to it with large rectangular milky white cabochons alternating with trios of small round diamonds surrounded by platinum filigree.  She looked back up at Michael, eyes wide.

“Those are moonstones,” he said proudly.  “This was in the vintage case.  It was made in 1915.”  He gazed at the bracelet.  “It’s graceful and classy, just like you.”

“I don’t know what to say, Michael.  I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.  Will you help me put it on?”

He lifted the bracelet from the box and as Maggie held out her left hand he fastened it around her wrist.  She held it out and watched it catch the natural light.  As she did, she noticed a tiny platinum tag hanging from the clasp.  Peering closer she saw that it was engraved.  To Maggie, From Michael. 

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“See?  I told you it was for you.”  She looked back up at him, eyes shining, and as she did, a gust of wind caught some stray hair, blowing it across her face.  Michael gently moved the errant strands, tucking them behind her ear.  Without planning it at all, he planted a tender kiss on her lips.

He moved back slightly as Maggie looked up at him, eyes shining with desire.  He leaned into her again, the kiss this time all heat and passion.  She brought her left hand up to cradle his right cheek, her desire matching his.  When he stopped kissing her, he pulled her close, tucking her under his chin and they stood like that for a moment.

Finally, he gently set her back from him.  She looked up, the sad glint once again in her eyes.  After all, he was leaving her to go to someone else.  “Merry Christmas, Mags.”

“Merry Christmas, Michael.”

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