Friday, May 21, 2010
Caroline Clemmons' Out of the Blue. We have a winner!
Be sure to pop back in Monday morning as I welcome romance author Brenda Whiteside to my Spring has Sprung blog event.
Have a fabulous weekend all!
~Sky
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Caroline Clemmons chats about Out of the Blue. Comment Now. Win Huge!
Welcome to my Spring has Sprung Blog Event. It’s been such a blast so far and only bound to get better! This week it’s my pleasure to welcome romance author, Caroline Clemmons. She’ll be dishing out about her upcoming June 4th release, Out of the Blue. Be sure to leave a comment for a chance to win a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press main store and a free Ecopy of Out of the Blue upon release.OUT OF THE BLUE
Deirdre Dougherty never cursed at anyone, much less put a curse on the potato crop of her remote Irish village. She’d rather take her chances with the Atlantic lapping at the bottom of the cliff than the mob intent on burning her as they have her cottage. Deirdre leaps . . . and plops down over 160 years later in a Texas lake. She doesn’t understand how she’s ended up with the man from her recent visions or why he has the same name as the saint to whom she prayed. She’s in danger of falling for the handsome policeman who rescued her, in spite of the fact that he thinks she’s lying to him. How can she convince him her story is true when she’s finding it difficult to believe the tale herself?
Police Detective Brendan Hunter wants answers. Who shot him and killed his partner? Why? And why does Deirdre know details of the event? Her story has to be a colossal fabrication or else she’s a beautiful psycho. Either way, he wants her gone before he becomes even more fascinated with her. But he can’t let her out of his sight until she confesses to how she learned details no one but he and his late partner knew.
SKY: Welcome Caroline, thanks for joining me this week!
CAROLINE: It’s an honor to be here. Thank you for having me, Sky.
SKY: I’m so curious…what inspired this story?
CAROLINE: A friend, Sandy Crowley, and I were talking about an article I’d seen that a particular editor thought it would be interesting if a historic heroine came forward to present day. I thought that sounded like a lot of fun. Sandy and I talked it over and she helped me plot OUT OF THE BLUE. Writing it was a great experience, one of the most enjoyable writing adventures I’ve had.
SKY: I adore a man from the past visiting the present. Super idea! Tell me, what makes your heroine fly off the pages? I’d love a glimpse of who she is.
CAROLINE: Deirdre Dougherty a beautiful but unpretentious clairvoyant healer determined to succeed in her new situation. She’s had a hard life, and she doesn’t expect a handout. The fun part at first is her confusion with her new home—imagine a poor Irish girl from 1845 jumping from a cliff into the Atlantic and landing in a present day Texas lake beside a rock formation known as Hell’s Gate. At first she thought she’d died and was in purgatory—literally at Hell’s gates—and believed the police detective who rescued her to be a demon in Angel’s guise, but she quickly mastered her situation—with the help of the hero’s former–flowerchild mom, Blossom.
You get a sense of her confusion in the following exerpt:
Standing at the cliff’s edge, Deirdre trembled and fought the terror washing through her.
Something horrible was wrong. “Everything is different. Are you sure your boat was below here? Mayhap it was another cliff.”
His hands firm and insistent, Brendan pointed. “See those kids playing across there, near that dock? That’s the Boy Scout camp at Johnson Bend. Look to your right on this side of the shore, there’s Mom’s house at that point of land. Do you recognize it and my boat tied up at the dock?”
She took a deep breath and tried to speak. Her heart pounded in her ears. How could everything have changed?
Her words, when she found her voice, rasped out in a hoarse whisper “Yes, I . . . I see
. . . the house.”
Merciful heaven, what had happened? Her legs threatened to give way again and she gripped Blossom’s arm for support. “Is the land we’re standing on Hell’s Gate?”
Behind them, Jim answered, “Been called that for over a-hundred-and-fifty years, ever since Comanche Indians caught those two trappers here.”
Talk of Indians and trappers made her head whirl more. She needed to sit down but she turned slowly again and searched for anything familiar. “D-Do you know which way Ballymish is from here?”
The sheriff’s man frowned. “Never heard of it.”
SKY: Superb excerpt! Now don't keep us waiting. Fess' up. What makes your hero worth knowing─lusting over?
CAROLINE: Brendan Hunter is tall, handsome as sin, and a man of action—who could resist? He’s the son of former hippies turned communal farmers who was raised by his rigid and domineering paternal grandparents after his dad’s death. Brendan is an alpha male who is good to his mom, and he’s guilt-ridden over the death of his dad when he was ten. He’s brave and not afraid of danger, but he’s also compassionate and loyal. Here’s an excerpt that involves him and Deirdre back at home after two men tried to kidnap her:
She pulled his shirt loose from his slacks. “I know you’re an honorable man who doesn’t dally with women like me, but I must insist on this.”
“There are no other women like you.” He took a step back. “Deirdre, stop and think what you’re asking. It’s not a small thing.”
She took his hand and pulled him toward his room. “I’ve thought of nothing else since you saved me.” She offered him a slow smile, throwing her untried powers of seduction into it, feeble as her wiles might be. “In fact, I’ve thought of it since the day I came here.” They were in his room and she locked the door behind them.
He chuckled. “You mean after you learned I’m not really a demon?”
She stopped when they reached his bed. “Mmm, I’m not so sure you aren’t. You must be a wizard at least, else how did you enchant me with your spell?” She unbuttoned his shirt and slid her hands against his skin.
He caught her wrists. “Deirdre, you don’t know what you’re doing. There’s no going back from this once we’ve been together. Some things can’t be undone.”
“I may not know exactly how this works, but sure and I’m a quick learner. Everyone says so.” She shoved him hard and he fell backward on the bed. While surprise was still on her side, she pounced beside him. “Is this the way?” She leaned down and kissed him.
His lips were sweet as honey cakes. His arms slid around her and he returned her kiss. When she parted her mouth for him, he rolled so he was over her, never taking his lips from hers
She realized he knew a lot about lovemaking. At first it annoyed her to think of him like this with other women. But she decided it best that one of them knew how to proceed. Understanding how coupling worked was not the same as experience.
His hands caressed her and before she knew it, she was out of her blouse and the confining bra.
He kissed along her jaw, then to her neck and then—Blessed Saints!—he kissed her breast. She moaned with pleasure as he pulled the peak into his mouth and suckled. Heat built in her private place and she felt moisture gather there.
Heaven could be no more glorious than this moment. Or so she thought. Then he slid his hand between her legs and slowly up to where her thighs met. When his finger dipped inside her, she gasped.
His finger moved in and out with the same timing as his tongue against her peaked nipple. Heat inside her flamed hotter and hotter until she feared she’d melt. As if by their own free will, her hips moved to meet his delving finger. Great power gathered in her, threatening to burst free.
She feared she might expire from the passion. Instead, the ecstasy inside her exploded and showered her with a million stars.
She cried, “Sweet mercy, Brendan, I never knew.” Then she melted against the pillow and sheets.
He raised his head to meet her gaze. His eyes were dark with passion, his face flushed with desire. “Are you ready for more?”
“More. Yes, more.” Deirdre said.
Brendan gathered his willpower and made one more try. “Honey, we haven’t...gone too far to stop now. Any more and I won’t be able to—“
She placed her fingers on his mouth. “Please, Brendan. Even if you don’t care for me as a lover and never want me again, let me have this now.”
How could he resist that plea? Especially when she asked what he desperately needed. “You know I care for you.” He tugged his belt loose and kicked off his jeans and shoes. His cock was rock hard and tented his briefs.
She gasped. “Oh, my.”
He figured she’d be scared off and braced himself for her change of mind. Lord, he didn’t think he could bear it if she halted their lovemaking.
SKY: Whoa! Fanning myself. Heck of an excerpt, Caroline. Your writing is breathtaking and flawless. Thanks so much for visiting and sharing!
CAROLINE: The interview has been my pleasure, Sky.
About LONG WAY HOME from the anthology, NORTHERN ROSES AND SOUTHERN BELLES . . .
***Top Ten Finisher-Preditors and Editors Readers Poll-2009***
Ms Clemmons has written a story I could really sink my teeth into. With a fearless heroine and a determined hero, LONG WAY HOME drew me into its heart from the first sentence. Ms. Clemmons won my regard with her endearing southern-fried drawl mellowing out every page of this exciting and witty tale. It’s a marvelous story sure to delight any reader.
4 ½ Kisses from Sal at Two Lips Reviews.com
About THE MOST UNSUITABLE HUSBAND . . .
Clemmons is an exceptional storyteller who creates wonderful character arcs for both Nate and Sarah. Sarah is transformed from a mouse to a lioness, while Nate starts off as a con man and ends up a respectable businessman who saved the day. Together they become better people, facing challenges that force them to question their actions and past decisions. Put this on your must read list!
TOP PICK 4 1/2 Stars
Romantic Times
. . . Kudos . . . to author Caroline Clemmons for one of the most entertaining books this reviewer has ever read . . . absolutely outstanding job with strong, distinctive characters, impressive imagery and syntax. The story line is intelligent, sensuous and full of humor and emotion. I highly recommend THE MOST UNSUITABLE WIFE . . .
ReaderToReader.com
A highly suitable romance! Highly recommended .
Cindy Penn, Senior Editor, Wordweaving.com
... engaging story of a newly formed family ... The story entertains ...
Romantic Times
THE MOST UNSUITABLE WIFE is a delightful tale of a woman's courage. . . peopled with lively characters and lots of plot twists and turns . . . not to be missed.
Diana Risso, Romance Reviews Today
Filled with lively characters and interesting plot twists, THE MOST UNSUITABLE WIFE is a delightful tale of one woman's courage in the Old West. Drake will keep you laughing. He expects a normal marriage, with the subservient little wife. He doesn't bargain on Pearl! Pearl is one independent, bossy little lady who does not let a husband stand in her way.
Judith Rippelmeyer, The Word On Romance
Check out Caroline Clemmon's website for author information, reviews, recipes, and more. NOTE: Sky here. I browsed through Caroline's site. It's super. I highly suggest that any writer swinging through click here to check out her writing tips. They're top notch!
To purchase Caroline Clemmon's books visit The Wild Rose Press and Amazon.
Doesn’t Out of the Blue sound fantastic? Don’t forget, for a chance to win a free Ecopy of Out of the Blue upon release and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press, be sure to leave a comment by Friday, May 21 12 PM EST.
Thanks for visiting!
~Sky
Friday, May 14, 2010
Alison Chamber's, The Secret Sentinel. We have a winner!
Be sure to pop back in on Monday as I welcome romance author Caroline Clemmons to my Spring has Sprung Blog Event.
Have a super weekend!
~Sky
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Alison Chambers dishes out about The Secret Sentinel. Comment for a chance to win!!!
The Secret Sentinel
Three lost keys to untold riches. Three cryptic rhymes. A secret society's deadly plot.When museum curator Savannah Rutledge steals her father's treasure map to impress her boss, Winston Gale, and his handsome son Eric, she unleashes a Pandora's box of horror. Her father is killed and she is framed for murder. To atone for her father's death, she sets off on a cross-country chase for the treasure that ends with a dangerous showdown in the Superstition Mountains near Phoenix. To get there she and a sexy stranger, Antonio Desada, follow a perplexing trail of clues that lead them to the keys that will unlock the mystery. Constantly moving, they must elude the police and the vicious Gales, hot on their trail once they realize they're missing a critical part of the map. Seductive and mysterious, Desada also provides the keys to a treasure of another kind. Will Savannah find the treasure—and love--before it's too late?
SKY: Welcome, thanks for joining me this week!
ALISON: Thanks for having me, Sky. I’m happy to be here to talk about my new release The Secret Sentinel available from the Wild Rose Press.
SKY: Tell me, what inspired this story?
ALISON: A love of crossword puzzles, rhymes, an addiction to stories about lost treasure and unsolved mysteries. The Secret Sentinel is an exciting story about a museum curator, Savannah Rutledge, who gets into a lot of trouble stealing a treasure map to lost Confederate gold. She meets a handsome stranger, Antonio Desada, who wants the gold too, but she doesn’t trust him. Will they ever find the treasure and love?
SKY: Oooh, love a good mystery! What makes your heroine fly off the pages? I’d love a glimpse of who she is.
ALISON: In the beginning of the story, Savannah Rutledge is frightened and shy, but as the book progresses, she must learn to overcome her fears and become brave and feisty in her battle with the mysterious stranger to find the gold, escape the police and perhaps find herself and love in the process.
“Savannah Rutledge.” The bullhorns squawked again. “You’re under arrest for the murders of Barbara Stoddard and Jess Bradshaw. Come out with your hands up. If you surrender peacefully, things will go easier for you.”
Savannah focused on the rippling black water lapping peacefully against the boat beneath her, then back over her shoulder at the flashing red lights bouncing off the dark thicket of trees below. “They didn’t mention my father. Don’t they know?”
“Make up your mind, Savannah.”
“I didn’t kill anyone.”
“I know that. Just jump.”
She looked down at the water again. It’s not deep enough. It can’t be.”
“I know this part of the river. Trust me.”
Trust him? Was he kidding? He was the last person she trusted right now.
The wind picked up and out here, the air smelled of rotting moss and dead fish and the water smelled brackish. Strength drained from her body and she felt faint. Before she could protest, Desada hoisted her onto the railing and threw her over the side.
SKY: Great excerpt! What makes your hero worth knowing─lusting over?
ALISON: I’ve always been crazy about the masked character Zorro—hunky and mysterious—one of my first crushes as a kid, so Antonio Desada, the hero in the Secret Sentinel is all that and more.
Savannah gave a terrified squeal as Desada jumped down and pulled her into his arms. She collapsed against him in relief and felt her heart thudding against his chest. His grip tightened and locked around her waist so she was unable to move. When she looked into his dark eyes, she saw a fiery glow she hadn’t noticed before, a strange mix of confusion and desire, as though he didn't quite understand it himself. The intensity between them rose and a surge of heat rushed through her body, warming her from head to toe.
SKY: Thanks so much for visiting and sharing!
ALISON: Thanks for the opportunity!
Learn more about Alison and her stories. Visit her website.
Can't wait? Want to purchase The Secret Sentinel now? Click here.
Don’t forget, for a chance to win a free Ecopy of The Secret Sentinel upon release and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press main store, be sure to leave a comment!
~Sky
Friday, May 7, 2010
Need a Fantastic Photographer???
So, what will I do with my spare post time this weekend? Hmmm. Easy, for the first time ever, I’ll chat with you about my past. We could start with my sophomore year at high school (1992). The year I met my best friend, Amanda. (that's her above) OR, we could start the first year at Endicott (1994). This was the year that Amanda started college and I visited often! I continued my own education a few years later
Long story short, she learned about photography….so did I….sort of. In between, we had an absolute blast. Boston, Boston, Boston. We befriended so many people─so many cultures─it’d make your head spin. The world was our oyster.
Fifteen years later, a lot’s changed. I’m happily married with a son. Amanda is also exceptionally happy. A single mom of four beautiful children, she (after a very long struggle) not only came out of the rhetorical 'closet' but she's started her own photography business. I have to say, I'm very proud of her. She’s gone through more than I guarantee most reading this blog post ever have. Can you say, “Courageous soul?”
Amanda’s one strong and determined woman. Say, “it can’t be done,” to her. She’ll say, “Perhaps not in your world, but welcome to Amanda Land, where the challenge of impossible is met with enthusiasm.”
See the pictures attached to this post? She created them. To say she can capture the world as it should be seen is an understatement. She’s a true talent.
In fact, I’d like to quote from the ‘About Me’ section of her website… “Her background includes an Associate of Science Degree in Photography, minoring in Creative Writing and Business Ethics, from Endicott College in Beverly, Ma. She has worked in various branches of photography throughout her career. Some branches o
The downfall? She lives in Florida so her services are─at this time─limited to that area. Unless you want to fly her to your event! To check out her rates and services, click here.
If you’re curious, feel free to pop over to Amanda’s Gallery. Oh, and did I mention she also enjoys creative writing? (Funny we met in Geometry class, not writing class!) So, in case you missed it before, she pioneered a new Lesbian Mom Section over at Type-A Mom and also blogs at Ox Images.
Thanks so much for popping in. Don't forget to swing over again on Monday as my Spring has Sprung Blog Event continues!
Cheers
~Sky
Becca Dale's, Sweet Temptation. We have a winner!
Be sure to swing back in Monday morning as I welcome Alison Chambers to my Spring has Sprung Blog Event!
Cheers
~Sky
Monday, May 3, 2010
Becca Dale chats about Sweet Temptation. Comment to win big!
Welcome to my Spring has Sprung Blog Event. Today it’s my pleasure to welcome author Becca Dale. She’ll be chatting about her latest erotica release, Sweet Temptation. For a chance to win a free Ecopy of Sweet Temptation and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wilder Rose Press be sure to leave a comment. Now sit back, relax and enjoy!
Sweet Temptation
Ex-marine, Marcus Braddock’s protective instincts are stirred by Darcy Ferguson’s generous nature, but her luscious curves arouse an altogether different response. Capturing her for his own quickly becomes a primary objective, but before he can claim his prize, he must liberate the enticing beauty imprisoned behind a wall of insecurities.
Darcy is surrounded by physical perfection—the American standard versus the American ideal. When the ruggedly tempting Marcus Braddock breaches her defenses in a blatant frontal assault, she has no clue how to resist. Yielding could make her the butt of a practical joke, but his sensual blue eyes and tantalizing muscles promise such deliciously sweet surrender.
Before Marc, Darcy understood how the world worked, had been told repeatedly, “Fat girls do not eat sweets in public, do not flaunt their oversized breasts, and certainly do not attract gorgeous men.” Fortunately, no one ever explained the rules to Marc.
SKY: Welcome, thanks for joining me this week!
BECCA: Thanks for inviting me to stop by. I love your site and your work so I am thrilled to be here.
SKY: Thanks, Becca! Okay, let’s talk shop. What inspired you to write Sweet Temptation?
BECCA: In an age of rising obesity, America is in a health crisis so everyone has focused on body image. Unfortunately, women who are naturally curvaceous are derided as overweight or unattractive rather than as the beautiful, sensual beings of the past. Though some groups still embrace and even celebrate the female body, this mentality continues to fade. Women like Marilyn Monroe and Sophia Loren had curves and men like Marc appreciated them. I wanted to remind readers that women should be soft, that it is a natural and lovely thing and not something to be ashamed of.
SKY: Absolutely fantastic. Good for you! So, let’s talk about your heroine, Darcy. What makes her fly off the pages? I’d love a glimpse of who she is!
BECCA: I hope for many women Darcy is the woman in the mirror. She is as real as I could make her. She struggles with an overbearing mother, perfect sisters, and a negative body image aggravated by the world around her. In reality she is lovely to the core if just a bit snarky on occasion.
SKY: She sounds like my kind of woman! What makes your hero worth knowing─lusting over?
BECCA: Marc. I don’t know where to begin with him. My ex-marine wrote himself and I fell in love. He’s gorgeous and strong and manly as any romantic hero should be but he’s more. He doesn’t let what other people think influence him, and he’s sensual and sexy but incredibly gentle with Darcy. His restrained strength drives her crazy. I can’t describe him in a few words, but I hope he will melt readers’ hearts in much the same way he overcomes Darcy’s false self-image.
Here’s an excerpt that offers a peek at both their personalities.
“Quit changing the subject, Darcy.”
“I’m not. It’s just...you make me uncomfortable.”
He smiled. “Is that a bad thing?”
“Maybe.”
Marc scooped up another bite of cheesecake and held the loaded fork toward her. “Live dangerously.” When she hesitated, he brushed the rounded tines over her lips. “Come on, let the tart creaminess melt in your mouth. Let it slide down your throat. No one’s here but you and me.”
She couldn’t resist. The pretzel crust hit her tongue, crisp and salty, moments before the smooth filling spread across her taste buds in a burst of lime and subtle orange liquor. The tangy citrus, combined with his presence, had an aphrodisiac quality. “Mmm.” Her eyes closed of their own accord. Her nipples tightened. Sensual pleasure swirled in her stomach then swept downward.
He leaned closer. So close his warm breath tickled over her lips. “Another?”
Her eyes flew open. God! What kind of person practically had an orgasm over a bite of dessert? She shook her head no as he lifted the fork to her lips.
“Why not?”
“I don’t eat sweets.”
“That’s too bad. No one should deny themselves such a simple pleasure.” With a shrug, he slid the fork into his own mouth. A bit of whipped cream caught on his upper lip.
She didn’t think, only reacted to the growing need to touch him. Her thumb stroked over his mouth. His eyes widened as she wiped away the sweetened cream and sucked it off her thumb.
His tongue swiped across his lip.
Darcy wanted to drown in his natural sensuality. Her hands trembled. Heat raced across her skin. Geez, Darcy what were you thinking? How had she become a sexual puddle so fast? She stepped around him and fussed with the washcloth at the sink. “I can’t believe I did that.”
His chuckle sounded with the same warmth she had seen in his eyes. “Are you sure you got it all? Double check.”
SKY: That was fantastic! Thanks so much for visiting and sharing!
BECCA: I enjoyed being here, Sky. Thanks for letting me visit with you and your readers.
REVIEWS:
Got Romance Reviews: I'd hoped that this story could do justice to the hunky cover model and it indeed did! The author has a wonderful way of making the story flow effortlessly from word to word and I didn't look away until the end. An erotic Cinderella-type tale with a hot Marine in lieu of a dashing prince--Hooah! Check out the review here.
Seriously Reviewed: Oh the ways that I loved this story, I would count the ways but then I would just be reading you the entire book :) A winner for me from start to finish that left me with a warm feeling and damp panties :) Oh Yeah I'll take another dose and then some. Thank you Ms Dale. *SNAPS* Read review here.
Interested in purchasing Sweet Temptation now? Click here.
Learn more about author Becca Dale. Check out her blog or find her on Facebook.
Thanks for visiting. Doesn’t Sweet Tempation sound delicious? Don’t forget, for a chance to win a free Ecopy of Sweet Temptation and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wilder Rose Press, be sure to leave a comment!
NOTE: In that I have an Erotica writer visiting this week it just made sense to have the gift certificate reedemable at the Wilder store. Be forewarned, this gift certificate will NOT work at the Main Wild Rose Press store.
Thanks all!
~Sky
Saturday, May 1, 2010
BLOGMANIA winners! Pamela Hearon's winner!
I’d like to also thank Pamela Hearon for stopping in this past week to chat about her latest release, His Hotness. Your story sounds fantastic! As to the winner, congratulations Carol L! Please contact me at sky@skypurington.com to collect your prize: one Ecopy of His Hotness and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press.
Be sure to swing back in on Monday as I welcome author Becca Dale to my Spring has Sprung Blog Event. She’ll be dishing out about her latest release, Sweet Temptation. As usual, comment to win an Ecopy and gift certificate!
I look forward to seeing you. Have a super weekend!
Cheers
~Sky
Friday, April 30, 2010
On Your Mark, Get Set...GO! Blogmania is here TODAY! Tons of Prizes!
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Thanks for popping in!
~Sky
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Pamela Hearon Dishes Out About His Hotness. Comment to win big!
Welcome to my Spring has Sprung Blog Event. This week I’ll be chatting with ‘fantasy-adventure’ romance author Pamela Hearon. She’ll be dishing out about her latest release, His Hotness. Interested in a chance to win an Ecopy of His Hotness and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press? Be sure to leave a comment!Kai Malone lives the American dream. From a middle-class upbringing, he has reached the pinnacle of success as the CEO of a software company which is about to sell for millions. But success has a downside that brings out Kai’s greatest faults: he’s too honest, gives too much of himself, and is too indulgent with the women in his life. He has to change; Techtron’s sale may depend on it.
Jade and Kai meet when she shanks a golf ball into his most vulnerable spot. Not the ideal way to start a relationship — but no one ever said attaining the title His Hotness would be easy.
SKY: Welcome Pamela, thanks for joining me this week!
Jade closed her laptop on the Regency she was editing. “What I need is a job with a great publisher, so I can quit sponging off my precious-but-nosey grandmother.” With her toe, she nudged her closet door closed before Gram could see the empty spaces that once housed her vast collection of Pradas and Guccis. She slid the check from the consignment shop into her desk drawer and raised a questioning eyebrow toward Gram. “How did you know where I keep my, um, toys?”
Gram shrugged. “Lucky guess. And it’s the same place I keep mine.”
SKY: Loved that! *Wide Grin* What makes your hero worth knowing─lusting over?
PAMELA: Not only is Kai Malone a gorgeous hunk of a man, but he’s also as nice as he is hot. The oldest child (and only son) in a family of five children, Kai takes care of the women in his life—whether they want it or not!
Here’s an excerpt that gives a little taste of Kai’s ministering:
“Obviously, you spent the night.”
He nodded toward the living room. “On your couch. My car’s still at the club.” He paused while he studied something outside the window. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
There was no way he would ever know it, but that comment earned him big points on the Hotness scale. Tall, dark, handsome, easy to talk to, a gentleman, and caring. A purebred hundred pointer. Jade wasn’t at all sure she could wait until Beth’s five-fifteen flight arrived from New York to talk to her. “What time is it?” Maybe she’d slept most of the day away.
“A little after nine.”
Jade sighed. “Well, I’ll get dressed and take you to your car.” She raised up and made to throw the covers back, but he moved quickly to the side of the bed and flipped them back on her.
He gently pushed her back into the pillow. “You need to rest today. Doctor’s orders. Gram’s going to take me back to the club.”
Jade shot up straight. “Gram?”
“Yes, Gram.” His eyes squinted when he smiled, but it didn’t hide the mischievous gleam.
“How did Gram get into this?” The words sounded more like an accusation than a question, even to her ears.
“I knew I was going to have to leave this morning, and I didn’t know if you’d be awake yet. Somebody would need to check on you.” He pushed her back into the pillow again. “You said your elderly landlady loved you, so I figured she was my best choice. And I was right.”
“But …” she protested.
“No buts. You should’ve just told me your landlady was your grandmother.”
He made it sound like a normal occurrence in LA. “Right,” she answered. “How fast could you have run with sore testicles?”
SKY: Great excerpt! Thanks so much for visiting and sharing!
PAMELA: I’ve enjoyed being here with you today. Thanks again for this opportunity!
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Sky here. *smiles* Because I can’t help myself, I’d like to point out (being a time-traveler writer myself) that Ms. Hearon has another story that looks fabulous. It’s titled, The Timestone Key. Here's a bit about it...But the legends are true. Arthur is alive in Avalon, teetering on the brink of madness, unable to fulfill his role in mankind’s terrifying future. Can the legacy Halley bears heal Arthur’s mind in time? Can she trust her heart to lead her to her destiny?
A taste…
453 A.D.
Salisbury Plain, England
Morning mist enshrouded Geileis as she approached the hateful circle. That the mist gave her cover should have eased her mind, but it did not. Being caught here by the priests would certainly mean death. She knew of their ways. Had heard tales of their rituals. The sacrifices.
Fear gripped her heart even tighter than she gripped the stone. Warm and smooth against her palm, its heat brought no warmth to her heart.
Why this place permeated with evil magic?
She stopped just short of entry. One step more would take her beyond return. She meant to raise her voice in introduction, but the mist pushed against her words keeping them close to her mouth. “I am Geileis, the vessel, daughter of Edana and Lughan.”
Wind danced its way among the giant stones, whispering acknowledgement, bidding her enter.
The next step took her through the perimeter. Her breath grew more ragged when she realized she had not died. The tangy salt of blood ran along her tongue as her teeth chewed her lower lip.
A faint blue glow pulled her attention to the far side of the circle. When the stone in her hand answered with its own pulsing blue glow, her heartbeat doubled.
Her mind rebelled against every movement forward. The bloodstained dais in the center of the ring caused her knees to buckle, but she scrambled again to her feet, stumbling backward blindly, away from the heinous sight. A cold, hard surface brought the retreat up short. She froze. The ring itself had stopped her. Perhaps it wanted to see this endeavor through as much as she did.
Her entire body a quivering pulse, she covered the final distance. She mouthed a quick prayer for protection and stretched out her arm. Her hand shook so violently, she fairly dropped the stone, but it landed well in an indentation clearly meant for its housing.
The sound of massive winds filled her ears and an expanse of blue appeared before her eyes.
A portal.
To what?
She muffled a cry with the back of her hand and stepped forward tentatively. Heat enveloped her. The heat of a hundred summers … or … a thousand hearths … or … or hell itself, surely! This evil place held the gateway to hell!
She turned and fled.
Her mind raced faster than her legs, admonishing … shaming. Mother would not have sent her into danger. Deathbed promises must be kept.
But had not Mother been in and out of the clutches of fever when she extracted the vow? She could not have known what she was asking.
Geileis gained the outside of the ring and only then slowed her pace, becoming aware of the odd weight that filled her hand. The rock! She had snatched it, unthinking, as she ran. She turned back to face the hellish circle, fighting to bring her breathing back under control.
The blue portal had vanished.
So would the key that opened it.
With all of the strength she could muster in her small frame, Geileis heaved the rock through the mist toward the giant stone looming nearest her.
She smiled in satisfaction at the pop and watched two blue sparks fall in opposite directions.
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Friday, April 23, 2010

6. We have all types of blogs participating in Blogmania, which means that the range of items in their giveaways are diverse. I have previewed many and they are awesome.
The prize at this blog? Two winners─each receives a $25 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press. So be sure to mark April 30th on your calendar!
Alannah Lynne's, Savin' Me. We have a winner!
Be sure to swing back in Monday morning as I welcome author Pamela Hearen to my Spring has Sprung Blog Event.
Cheers
~Sky
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Alannah Lynne chats about Savin' Me. Comment to win big!
It’s the second week of my Spring has Sprung blog event. So glad I’m hosting this. Why? Because talented writers keep popping in. This week, it’s my pleasure to welcome Alannah Lynne. She'll be dishing out about her latest release, Savin’ Me. Leave a comment for a chance to win a free Ecopy of Savin’ Me and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press. Only a fool would let Kat slip away. That was Erik Monteague's realization upon waking - alone - after an impassioned night with Kat. But Fate has brought her back into his life, and he'll stop at nothing to rekindle their smoldering attraction.
Neither is prepared for the emotional fallout that follows when they act upon their explosive passion. Erik's feelings for Kat force him to confront the painful past that has haunted him for ten years. Kat much choose between a promotion and love, while knowing love might not be enough to save Erik.
This is it.
Her new life. A new town, new job, new friends, new everything. All for the opportunity of becoming Vice President of Client Services for Sinclair Marketing Group. Funny, but standing within striking range of the ladder’s top rung didn’t feel like she’d thought it would. Somehow she’d pictured herself being light as a feather and floating on air. Not weighted down and miserable.
Maybe it was the stuffy clothes and uncomfortable shoes. Maybe it was the pantyhose cutting her lu-lu in half—it was difficult to feel light and airy when important body parts were at risk of permanent damage.
It might be those things, but deep in her heart she knew it was more than all of that.
SKY: I liked that, well written! What makes your hero worth knowing─lusting over?
Erik nodded. “Go ahead.” Focusing on business seemed to calm her, so he sat back and waited for her to begin.
“Okay, let’s talk about your target.”
Erik tilted his head slightly to the side and met her gaze head-on. “I thought I’d made that clear at the open house. You’re my target.”
Kat sucked in a startled breath and flicked a quick glance to the door. Apparently determined to avoid any conversation of a personal nature, she said, “Okay, let’s talk about our objective. Obviously, to sell more boats—”
“That’s one of my objectives.” He grinned as he watched Kat jot something down on her notepad. He had the sneaking suspicion it had more to do with where she would direct him to go personally, than it did with the direction of his business. Damn, she was hot when irritated.
“All right, let’s talk about positioning.”
He lowered his chin and looked at her suggestively. “Positioning?”
The pulse in her neck began to leap and flutter while her breathing became choppy. He shouldn’t be pushing her like this, since she was clearly uncomfortable with anyone knowing they had a past, but he didn’t seem able to stop.
He sat up from his reclining position, leaned forward and propped his elbows on his knees. “I’ve got a great idea. Why don’t you come with me to the plant? You can see how things work, see the finished product.” He dropped his voice a notch. “See anything you want.”
Kat’s eyes widened. “I—”
“That’s a great idea,” Rusty said as he dumped the portfolio on the conference room table.
Offering his fist to Erik for a quick knuckle rap, he added, “Erik, good to see ya.”
As Rusty hustled out of the conference room, Kat dropped her head onto her crossed arms on the table. The heaving of her shoulders let him know she was doing some heavy breathing, and he smiled.
Oh yeah, she’s pissed.
He stood and walked around behind her chair. Wrapping his fingers over her shoulders, he began massaging the tension out of them. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Does three o’clock work for you?”
She raised her head slightly. “Like it matters if it does or not.”
It would be a death sentence to laugh, so he bit his lip and, trying to sound as sincere and caring as possible, said, “Of course it matters. Is three-thirty better?”
He wasn’t certain, but he thought her heard her mumble “bastard” before saying, “Three is fine.”
SKY: Sweet! Loved that. Thanks so much for visiting and sharing!
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Thanks so much for visiting. Don’t forget, for a chance to win a free Ecopy of Savin’ Me and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press, leave a comment by Friday, April 23rd,12 PM EST!
Best Regards,
~Sky
Friday, April 16, 2010
Author Meeting Place. Check out all the great services!

Have you heard of the Author Meeting Place? If not, check this out. A fellow author, Anastasia Cassella-Young, has so much to offer it made my head turn twice. Not only is she the founder of Author Meeting Place, a spot where authors come together and connect with others authors, but her site connects readers with authors as well!
“I am an author of 10 books. I am an editor, proofreader, formatter, bookmark maker and book trailer producer. I offer everything at very low prices to help other authors as I understand the costs of producing your book and marketing it.”
- Any editing services are $.50 a page. Email me at anastasiaseditingservice@authormeetingplace.com to learn more
- We do free reviews through Mind Fog Reviews. Click here to view the form to request an interview. We do fast tracked reviews which means for $15 you can have your unbiased and professional review in 3-5 business days instead of 3-5 weeks business days only. The submission page has forms on it for the authors to submit their books to AMP and they will be placed on the site. The form provides all the information I need. Click here to view the form.
- Need a book trailer? For $25, I can create exactly what you’re looking for. Click here to learn more.
- Interested in becoming author of the month or own the book cover of the month? Click here to learn more.
- Top of the line bookmarks at a great price. Click here to learn more.
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~Sky
Marie Tuhart's, In Plain SIte. We have a winner!
Attention all authors! Be sure to swing in tomorrow to learn about the great services multi-published author Anastasia Cassella-Young is offering.
My Spring has Sprung Blog Event continues on Monday. Author Alannah Lynne will be dishing out about her latest release, Savin’ Me. Comment for a chance to win a free Ecopy of Savin' Me and a gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press.
Look forward to seeing you!
Cheers
~Sky
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Marie Tuhart Chats about In Plain Site. Comment to win big!
Welcome to the first week of my Spring has Sprung Blog Event. It’s my pleasure to introduce author Marie Tuhart who will be chatting about her first release, In Plain Site. As all quality erotica romances should be, this is Rated R. That said, read on and enjoy! For a chance to win an Ecopy of this story and a $4.50 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press, be sure to leave a comment!His eyes widened, and another of those sexy, devilish grins spread across his face. “I’m not dangerous. I’m a teddy bear.”
~Sky
Thursday, April 8, 2010
New Beginnings. More Chances to Win.
Wow. Thank you to everyone who stopped by this past week and shared with me. Saying goodbye to Nakita was tough but all of your encouragement and kind words kept my head above water. I’d like to give a warm congratulations to Jennifer Mathis. You won the grand prize. Please contact me at Skypurington@live.com to collect your prize.~Sky
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Mega Giveaway: Saying Goodbye to a Friend
Well, this officially wraps up Paranormal Romance Month. What a great ride it’s been! I reunited with some super authors and met a few for the first time. Every interview was unique; some were done through email, others over IM or phone. What can I tell you? Every single author was fantastic. I’m humbled by the sheer talent. If you have a few minutes, check my blog log. Read over what they had to say. You won’t be disappointed. In fact, I’d be surprised if you didn’t find a new “favorite” amongst the Paranormal Romance Month authors whom visited.~Sky
Friday, April 2, 2010
Children of the Mist. Contest winner announced!
Don’t forget, tomorrow launches the last week of Paranormal Romance Month. As promised, I’ll be featuring my latest story, Darkest Memory. And, as it turns out, saying goodbye to my faithful writing companion...my dog, Nakita.
Hope to see you.
Best Regards,
~Sky


