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Monday, February 21, 2011

Celt and More. Skhye Moncrief's, Feral Flaw. Sexy Highlanders Alert!!!

Welcome. It’s week four of my Celts and More Blog Event and so far it’s been a blast!

For those of you joining me for the first time, this blog event was designed to not only reintroduce you to some of your favorite Celtic romance authors but to familiarize you with some of their non-Celtic work. As an added bonus, each and every author invited to participate has graciously decided to share a never-before-read skit from the main story they’ll be featuring. Either this is a scene they wrote especially for this blog post or it was a deleted scene they felt you’d enjoy reading.

This week it’s a pleasure to welcome back multi-published and very talented romance author, Skhye Moncrief. She’ll be sharing her hot off the press romantica release, Feral Flaw. According to Skhye, this particular scene leads right into the opening chapter of Feral Flaw!

The floor’s all yours, Skhye…

FERAL FLAW

Sexual espionage never got any deadlier!

As the Blood Wars between psychic werewolves and vampires continue, Commander Goro’s deepest desire, his love, his promised mate, is taken from him in the worst possible manner. He learns she’s given birth to his arch enemy’s child, a deadly rumor for both his honor and her life. If he discovers she’s a sex spy, he’ll have to kill her. Now they must mate to disprove the rumor of sexual espionage. Although he’d postponed that moment of divine completion bonding their bodies through mystic sex and blood exchange to safeguard her from the treacherous game of manipulation—a game he and his intended play with everyone aboard his starship, he has no choice but to mate. Just one problem stands in his way…

Psychokinetic earthling Crazy Darla, manipulator extraordinaire unequaled by none other than Goro, realizes the only way to survive the rumored lie is to run for her life. But there was always something more in her motives than fantasies of delicious sex with the man she’s craved for years. Even though those motives felt carnal. Something else, pure and, perhaps, metaphysical haunted her. Perhaps in his goddess, Destiny? She had to believe in those feelings of love. But to trust is to show weakness in handing over one’s fate to another who just might ritually disembowel you.

Who is playing whom in the battle of masterminds? Sexual espionage never got any deadlier. With the secret baby, bounty hunters, an entrancing crystal, and a space opera between werewolves and vampires forcing Goro and Darla into dark secluded corners, pushing them into carnal sexual interludes and dangerous blood exchanges fueled by the frenzied blood lust of were-mates, the future holds both promises and lies in the psychic war. And one wrong move means you’ve succumbed to the deadliest thing in the universe,

Skit for story:

“Every time I chance a secret rendezvous with you, it’s like walking a gauntlet ,” Commander Goro chuckled, pulling one of his betrothed’s clingy hands off his ass where they hid, trapped in a clench inside the Chamber’s dense foliage aboard starship, The Seeker.

The hand stuck to the seat of my leather pants like I wore iron body armor and she wielded a magnetic glove.

She thrust her bulging breasts into my heart and tilted her tempting parted lips toward mine. “You know you want to be done with this game we play with people. Let me just peel off your clothes with my teeth, lick you until your skin warms, and then we’ll mate. Create the blood bond. I’ve got a knife.” She grinned, batting her long brown eyelashes. “It’ll only take a second.” She buried her soft lips against my neck and sucked my pounding heart into a thrashing beat that pushed every drop of my blood down to my already rock-hard arousal.

Gods to lie her down and run my hands through her long brown mane.

But we’d be dead if someone found us. Even worse, I’d have to kill the crewmember who chanced through the forest. Although, easing the tension coursing through every cell of my body would make my existence unbelievably bearable.

I could die after that pivotal moment in life. Even if the Blood Wars hadn’t ended.

She groaned, shoving away, releasing her handhold, and turned her back to me.

My promised heart. The killer cloaked in black mercenary leather. Her shoulders almost hung in defeat.

She thrust her profile my direction over her shoulder. “Go away. I’ve had enough for tonight.”

“Darla, you know we can’t risk being separated. If we our blood mates and run out of each other’s blood libations, we shift. We die. And Voldon knows you and I mated. I can’t allow him to hold that against you because of my lack of self-control.”

She waved a dismissive hand at me. “I’ve heard it all before. Don’t bother coming back for a little kiss and rub until you have something new to share. And you know what I mean by new and share.”

Blessed Devros, when would the time present itself to allow us to quench the thirst choking the life out of us?

Sky here. Nice excerpt! Super steamy. *Grins*

Interested in reading Chapter One from FERAL FLAW? Click HERE.

Purchase FERAL FLAW at New Concepts Publishing.

Reviews: For Book 1: FERAL FASCINATIONS… *romantica*

“FERAL FASCINATIONS ...a surprise and an exciting read. It's not an easy novel to summarize but take my word for it…a summary can't do it justice any way. You have to read—and enjoy it—for yourself!... 5 stars” ~Tony-Paul

"This isn’t one of your brother’s Sci-Fi Books – it’s Rebel Mercenary meets Paranormal Alien Chick. The storyline is complex and well written, Ms. Moncrief seamlessly blended earth religion, new-age mysticism, paranormal events, shape-shifting rogue spies, and a who-done-it twist." ~ LynnMarie, HEA Reviews

"Feral Fascinations is one of those werewolf science fiction novels that captures the imagination. Skhye Moncrief has done an amazing job of bringing a new world out and showing it to the reader with such amazing clarity. Feral Fascinations is an original novel many will enjoy as it combines both modern and futuristic elements twinned with horror... True horror and science fiction fans will take to this novel really well as the characters are fascinating and well worth reading about.” ~Sandra, Romance at the Heart Magazine

SWORDSONG

He'd give her his hand. If only she'd take it... Spicy/sensual Highland romance

He’s stuck in present-day Scotland with a bent time-travel key only she can repair. Duty requires he return to his time. His ticket home relies on a lonely woman haunted by more than apparitions. Her track record with men keeps her at a distance. And ghostly events keep pushing them closer together. Earning her trust will require the kind of patience only a valiant time guardian learns during his twenty years of apprenticeship. If time-travel duty, romance, and a bit of magic don’t help them realize their destiny resonates in mysterious fairy SWORDSONG, all known history could change.

Read Chapter One HERE.

"His forbearance, pure love, and finally his and Katie's "hand fasting" create an enchanting love story with a touch of magic... destiny sends them to a time and a life far removed from the lives they have known... a tale of future, present, and past with each of the time periods nurturing Katie and Murdo until the time is right for their union—their destiny. Skhye Moncrief creates a unique culture from which Murdo comes. She weaves it in with present culture, making a compelling, sparkling love story with a unique twist near the end." ~Camilla, Long and Short Reviews

"Murdo requires the special skills of swordsmith Katie Innis to complete his duties as a time guardian. But Katie's past makes her distant around the man's charms. Who doesn't love a noble Scotsman that can quote Robert Burns? Murdo's wooing of Katie requires a bit of magic only a true soul-mate can deliver." ~Victoria, posted at Amazon

Available in e-format at: Amazon and Fictionwise. In Print at Amazon.

Find Skhye on Facebook.

Visit Skhye's Website, Blog and Newsletter. 

Don't forget to pop over to The Write Life to learn more about another author and perhaps enter for a chance to win a prize!

Wishing you all a fabulous week!

~Sky

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Interview with the Vampires!

To celebrate Valentine’s this month, I’ve interviewed my vampires! We covered everything from romance to future plans. Pop over to Black Rose of The Wild Rose Press blog to learn more about what Gabriel (Tale I- Darkest Memory) and Salvator (Tale II- Heart of Vesuvius) had to say.

~Sky

Sharon Donovan's, Charade of Hearts. First Contest Winner Drawn!

What a spectacular Valentine’s week! Again, I’d like to thank Sharon Donovan for visiting and sharing a never-before-read skit from her latest tale, Charade of Hearts. Absolutely wonderful work m’dear!

As you know, there were a couple of contests running this past week. The first was held by Sharon. This contest is still running. To refresh you, here are the details…

Now for my Valentines Day surprise. See the picture in the previous post showcasing the beautiful sterling silver heart blue diamond earrings, estimated to be approximately 1/8 of a ct. Aren’t they gorgeous? They can be yours and here’s how.

Simply race to your computer and download your hot off the press copy of Charade of Hearts and answer the following question to me in a private email.

QUESTION

What emblem is tattooed on the ring leader to designate power?

Remember to email answers to me in a private email to sharonad@comcast.net

Please put Valentines contest in the subject line. This contest will run until the end of the month. Oliver will draw the lucky winner on my blog on February 28th.

http://sharondonovan.blogspot.com/

Thank you, ladies and good luck!

I hosted the SECOND contest which closed yesterday. Time to announce a winner. Drum roll please…Congratulations Maeve!!! Please contact me at Skypurington@live.com to collect your prize.

Enjoy the remainder of your weekend all. Be sure to pop in Monday morn as I welcome author Skhye Moncrief to my Celts and More Blog Event!

~Sky

Monday, February 14, 2011

Oliver's Pregnant...Sort Of! Sharon A. Donovan's Charade of Hearts. Chance to Win Blue Diamond Earrings and a $20 Gift Certificate!

Welcome to my Celts and More Blog Event. Happy Valentines Day! For those of you unfamiliar, the purpose of this particular event is to not only introduce you to some fabulous Celtic romance writers but to also familiarize you with their non-Celtic work. What really sets this event apart? Each and every week, you’ll be able to read a never-before-seen excerpt from the main story being featured. That’s right, a one of a kind, meant for your eyes only skit the author either wrote especially for this event or a deleted scene the author simply had to share!

This week I’m totally thrilled to welcome back wonderfully talented, award-winning author, Sharon A. Donovan. When it comes to romantic tales of inspiration and suspense, Sharon’s stories are simply untouchable. The never before read excerpt Sharon’s sharing is from her recent release, Charade of Hearts. And whoa! Guess what? Oliver’s part of this! Not familiar with Oliver? Then you haven’t lived yet. At the end of this post I’ll be sharing a special place on the internet you can go every Friday to spend time with both the lovely Sharon and her hotter than hot side-kick, Oliver. (This guy is such a blast and…did I mention how drop dead gorgeous he is? *Smiles*)

Time to get back to business. Be sure to pay extra close attention. Sharon has a special message for you after her excerpt. Okay, the floor is yours, Sharon!

From Sharon to You…never before read…

Nighttime had fallen over the Emerald Isle on this most romantic of nights. Oliver linked his fingers through the lovely Dominique’s as they walked.

Bringing her hand to his mouth, he brushed it with a feathery kiss, a smile teasing his lips. “You’ll love it here at the Bunratty, my sweet. This gorgeous Georgian castle was once home to Earls and now boasts an impressive menu of fine food and wine. When you hear the music, you’ll think you’ve died and gone to heaven, and the theatrics are performed by the Bunratty Singers.”

“I can’t wait, my darling. And what better way to celebrate our first wedding anniversary than to bring me to Ireland. You have to be the most romantic husband in the world, and you are mine all mine!”

Oliver winked, a mischievous twinkle coming into his eye. “I dare say you like your Valentine gift, my pet?”

“Oh, my darling,” she purred, her voice laced with seduction. “I most definitely like, and I’ll show you just how much when I get you between those satin sheets in that big brass bed in our room!”

Oliver’s liquid brown eyes darken with passion. Grazing her bottom lip with his teeth, he growled. “My sweet, is that a promise or a threat?”

“My darling Valentine, just you wait!”

Slipping his arm around Dominique’s slender waist, he stole a kiss. “Get ready for a night of being treated like a queen, my queen.”

Greeted at the door with a tune of welcome by a kilted piper, the banquet was off to a lovely start.

“Welcome me lord and me lady!” the Earl’s butler shouted with gusto. “If you will please follow me right this way.”

He led Oliver and Dominique up the castle steps and across the draw bridge before going onward to the upper Great Hall where the ladies greeted them with a goblet of Mead.

One of the maidens beamed. “According to legend, if you drink of the sweet wine, the marriage is said to be blessed with the wee ones.”

Dominique’s crystal blue eyes glistened with tears. Their glasses clinked in a toast. The draft whistling through the hall carried the scent of her lavender perfume. She smiled a knowing smile.

The Earl’s butler welcomed guests, toasting an era with wine and a four-course meal.

“Before you are served,” he proclaimed with great ceremony. “A taster will sample each course in the unlikely event that someone might wish to bring harm to the Earl -- or one of his guests on this most glorious night.”

While Oliver and Dominique enjoyed Tomato Bisque, brought to their lips in typical fifteenth century etiquette, the Bunratty Singers entertained them with harp and fiddle. For the next two hours, from soup and salad to roasted chicken, the blissful couple dined in old world style.

Back in their room, the fire in the hearth crackled and hissed, the brilliant orange spears as bright as a sorcerer’s flame. Pulling his wife into his lap, Oliver gazed into her eyes.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you look tonight, my love? Your skin is positively glowing.”

“Oh, Oliver,” Dominique moved a little closer, her voice thick with desire. “Our first wedding anniversary was perfect. My darling, you have to be the most romantic husband in the world, and I love you so.”

My sweet pet,” Oliver reached into his pocket and pulled out a jeweler’s box. Brushing his sensual lips to hers, he flipped up the lid. “Happy Valentines Day, my pet.”


A pair of heart-shaped blue diamond earrings twinkled in the firelight, the sterling silver reflecting like shining stars.

Dominique sighed. “Oh, Oliver, such a hopeless romantic!”

Oliver winked. “I aim to please.”

“Now for my Valentines surprise,” Dominique kissed her husband. “Remember what that lady at the castle said about drinking the mead and the marriage being blessed with the wee ones? My love, I’m pregnant, we’re having a baby!”

Oliver’s face lit up with joy. “A baby, my sweet darling girl. I love you with all my heart. You are and always will be my one true love.”

Dear Reader,

Wishing you and your one true love a Happy Valentines Day. May it be blessed with joy and happiness, now and forever!

I hope you enjoyed the skit I wrote for your pleasure. Based on the hero and heroine of Charade of Hearts, my latest romantic suspense by The Wild Rose Press as part of the Jewel of the Night series, this excerpt is not part of the published book. Hats off to Sky for giving birth to this ingenious idea as part of her Celts and More blog tour. Thank you, m’dear!

Now for my Valentines Day surprise. See the picture above showcasing the beautiful sterling silver heart blue diamond earrings, estimated to be approximately 1/8 of a ct. Aren’t they gorgeous? They can be yours and here’s how.

Simply race to your computer and download your hot off the press copy of Charade of Hearts and answer the following question to me in a private email.

QUESTION

What emblem is tattooed on the ring leader to designate power?

Remember to email answers to me in a private email to sharonad@comcast.net

Please put Valentines contest in the subject line. This contest will run until the end of the month. Oliver will draw the lucky winner on my blog on February 28th.

http://sharondonovan.blogspot.com/

Thank you, ladies and good luck!

BUY LINK. Click HERE.

Sky here! WOW, Sharon, that was incredible. I absolutely LOVED it! Thank you so much for sharing and another huge thank you for offering such a wonderful prize. Look at those earrings! And...big news, Dominique is pregnant! What a spectacular Valentine's gift for Oliver! To Oliver…what can I say? First of all, congratulations!!! Then Sky sighs and swoons because Oliver's standing so close. I think actions speak louder than words. In fact, I can't help myself. I'm such a fan that I've decided to spinkle this post not only with Sharon's book covers but Oliver himself.

And naturally, I want to share a little bit more about this story so again…the floor’s yours, Sharon!

IT’S SHEER MAGIC!

IT’S SHEER SUSPENSE!

IT’S SHEER ROMANCE!

IT’S CHARADE OF HEARTS!

STARRING THE ONE AND ONLY OLIVER!

IN A JEWEL OF THE NIGHT MYSTERY!

I am thrilled to announce the release of Charade of Hearts, the book you’ve all been waiting for. In my latest romantic suspense by The Wild Rose Press, our very own Oliver fights off the villain to save his lady love from harm’s way. Welcome to gorgeous Hawaii. Why Hawaii you ask? Because the tropical paradise is the setting for Charade of Hearts, and as one of the books in the Jewel of the Night series, it packs a lot of heat! And now it’s time to get a sneak preview!

While scuba diving off the coast of Diamond Head with her diving partner on a quest to find a family heirloom, underwater photographer Dominique St. John witnesses his brutal murder and photographs it, ensnaring her in a deadly jewel ring. And when the investigating officer turns out to be her partner’s identical twin, a man she knew nothing about, her life becomes a Charade of Hearts.

Welcome to the world of greed, intrigue, deception and murder. And at its core is a blue diamond worth millions.

As honest as his twin was corrupt, Honolulu Homicide Detective Oliver Carvalho must convince Dominique that her diving partner and best friend was a crook. In a race against time, Oliver must rescue Dominique from a ruthless killer. But his biggest challenge proves to be mending a broken heart torn by betrayal that can only be redeemed by love.

EXCERPT

The fog in her head slowly cleared. She was on assignment in Hawaii, photographing the shipwreck that had taken her mother’s life. And while she’d been shooting pictures, Roberto had been scouring the ocean floor for her mother’s blue diamond. Her stomach tightened and cramped. It was all coming back. By some miracle, Roberto had managed to find the necklace. And just as they were about to surface, a diver came out of nowhere and stabbed him. Her eyelids flew open in shocked horror. Her heartbeat tripled, causing the soft beeping to crescendo to an ear-splitting shriek.

“Easy, Ms. St. John,” a nurse was at her side checking her vitals while a younger nurse adjusted the monitor.

“Roberto!” Dominique screamed, her voice a nasally squeak. Frustrated and annoyed, she yanked the tubing out of her nose and tried again. “My diving partner? Is he here? Roberto Carvalho?”

The woman’s expression softened. “I’m sorry, Ms. St. John. I really don’t know anything about your partner. You were the only patient brought in by emergency helicopter. You’re at the Queens clinic. You have the bends from ascending too quickly.”

She needed to find out about Roberto. Who would know? The owner of the charter boat. He would know. Dominique recalled him hoisting her onto the charter, removing her wet suit and then what? She remembered hearing a helicopter a split second before passing out. And she vaguely recalled telling him Roberto had been stabbed by a diver. Dear God. Killer sharks had been thrashing toward Roberto, jaws chomping. The words came out in a strangled moan. “The owner of the charter? Is he here?”

The nurse shook her head. “He stayed for a while to make sure you were all right. But he had to leave. But there is someone anxious to speak to you when you feel up to it.”

And that’s when Dominique spotted him, big as life, framing the doorway to the small room. He was fine; he’d survived the shark attack. His name caught in her throat. “Roberto! You’re alive! How…”

He strutted toward her, his narrow hips swaggering as he closed in on her, stirring her blood with a primal lust she had never felt. And those dark, broody eyes, so alive with passion, like fiery comets. She reached for him with her free hand. “Dear Lord, you’re safe! Thank God.”

He loomed above her, his lips pinched into a thin line. “I’m sorry, Ms. St. John, but I am not Roberto. He flashed a badge. “I am Detective Oliver Carvalho, Honolulu PD, Homicide. Roberto Carvalho was my identical twin brother.”

What they're saying about CHARADE OF HEARTS...

Mystery, suspense and romance all in a beautiful tropical Hawaiian setting, what more can you ask for? Maybe, a hunk of a hero? Charade of Hearts has all that and more. This great read covers many genres in one book. Go grab your copy of Ms. Donovan’s latest read today.

~ Matilda, Coffee Time Romance & More

Charade of Hearts is a fast paced, edge of your seat romance laced with twists and turns along the way. The action scenes throughout this book will literally find you catching your breath. Ms. Donovan has a gift when it comes to writing a very descriptive novel which pulls me in every time. I get lost in her work and look forward to each new book. As for Charade of Hearts, you don't want to miss this book. Ms. Donovan has written a tantalizing read that will keep you on your toes. If you love tropical locations, good vs. evil and a sweet romantic suspense, Charade of Hearts is the book for you.

~Val, You Gotta Read

A little about Oliver!

For those of you who follow my blog... http://sharondonovan.blogspot.com/

You’ve already met my sexy cyber butler and know that he serves your favorite drink with a wink and a smile. What you may not know is that Oliver serves as my butler to amuse himself on his days off from his real job (as he points out to me on a daily basis) as a secret agent man for the FBI. It’s true, Oliver has put his life on the line countless times to save the women and children, traveling undercover to remote corners of the world as Mozambique, Egypt and Bangladesh.

I created the character of Oliver shortly after creating my blog. Knowing I wanted to promote fellow authors once a week, Wednesday Spotlight was born. The interviews were fun, and while I tried to ask questions that hadn’t been asked a million times over, I soon realized blog interviews were quickly becoming yesterday’s news. Something fresh needed to be done and it came to me at the bar and grill I go to once a month with my writers group after the meetings.

The bistro has a warm and friendly atmosphere. This group of talented writers have become some of my best friends, and sharing ideas and challenges over a glass of wine and scrumptious appetizers is very rewarding.

Our waiter, an outgoing man with the gift of gab and a memory like a steel trap to boot, inspired the character of Oliver. He knew us all by name and impressed us by never forgetting our favorite drink and choice in cuisine. The entire scenario was rather reminiscent of one of my all time favorite television shows of the 80s Cheers—a place where everybody knows your name!

One night after returning home from a meeting and jaunt to our favorite watering hole, I turned on my computer and began doing my feature for Wednesday Spotlight. That’s when the idea of Oliver Butler for my blog hit me like a bolt of thunder. I got a sexy male model and ran with it. Oliver is a butler, bar tender, gourmet chef, lady killer and secret agent man. This man of many talents knows everybody’s name and will serve favorite drinks with a wink and a smile!

With the dawning of a new year came the launching of a new endeavor, featuring the man who wears many hats. Every Wednesday, those who have something to rant and rave about are invited to come into Oliver’s bar, order your favorite drink and vent to your heart’s content. Oliver promises to lend an ear and offer up a heaping portion of sound advice. But you know what they say about being forewarned and forearmed. Take his advice to heart or take it with a grain of salt. But whatever the case, take it in the spirit with which it was given and roll with it.

Dear Oliver can be read every Wednesday on my blog... http://sharondonovan.blogspot.com/

If you would like to be a guest, contact me at Sharonad@comcast.net

Sky again! So good to learn more about Oliver! And, I can’t wait to dive into Charade of Hearts, Sharon. I love your writing style. Let’s check out the other story Sharon would like to share, HER BIGGEST FAN…

From the shadows of the woods, he keeps vigil. The stage is set to drive the pretty little princess insane. He’s coming for her. And when he catches her, he’ll pounce on her like the big bad wolf.

After receiving a disturbing fan letter, New York Times best-selling author Tess Kincaid flees to the New England home she’s inherited following her father’s suicide. The manor has been tainted with, every room staged to resemble the way it was in its glory days. But when Tess calls the police, the chilling props vanish into thin air.

Ruggedly handsome Sheriff Mike Andretti is called to investigate the reported burning candles, dancing gargoyles and otherworldly. When he discovers no trace of the eerie setting, he finds himself caught between duty and desire. Is the woman with the bewitching green eyes delusional--or is this a trap of twisted wit set by a demented fan?
From the grand ballroom, the soft floating of piano keys drifted, louder and louder, faster and faster, reaching a spiking crescendo that shook the chandelier. And then all was quiet as the manor settled from the riveting climax that rattled the windows.

An eerie twine hummed through the corridor. Shocked by the scaling spike of piano keys, Tess’s knees wobbled. Floundering, she leaned against the wall for support.

She gasped for breath, her heartbeat escalating. In barely more than a whisper, she called out. “Daddy?”

Her mind raced. Could her dad be alive? Did he stage his own death? Tears stung her eyes. She had to find out. But still, she proceeded with caution. She sensed evil from deep in her soul.
Camouflaged in the dim lighting, Tess scaled along the walls of the barrel corridor, blending into the dark wood paneling.

Inching her way a bit deeper, she crept, her heart pounding. Beads of sweat trickled down her spine. A door banged, sounding like shutters smacking the house. Then she felt a rush of cool air coming from the grand ballroom, dank with the smell of rain and something else. Burning candles.

Fear clutched her from deep within. As she got closer, the scent of jasmine grew stronger. The sweet smell permeated the air. It was as if her father were still alive, entertaining in the grand ballroom. Just as Tess reached the arched column to the massive hall, a bolt of thunder exploded in the sky, followed by an illuminating flash of lightning. Then all went dark.

Tess stood at the entrance, polarized. Goose bumps prickled her flesh. When the icy instrumental of Moonlight Sonata started all over again, she took a step back and gasped. Peering into the massive hall, she stared in disbelief.

On either side of the mahogany bar, standing candelabras gleamed, long white tapers flickering in the dark. Open terrace doors banged in the wind, bringing in the pouring rain. The air carried the mingled scent of jasmine and stale tobacco. Pleated silk drapes billowed out like wings.

Rain puddled the cherry wood floor that once sparkled beneath the mirrored ceiling and crystal chandelier. The ghostly sound of piano keys escalated as Moonlight Sonata played on the old Victrola. And in the center of the room, looking for all the world like guests of honor at a grand masquerade, two wax gargoyles danced cheek to cheek, costumed in feather masks as bizarre as the setting.

HER BIGGEST FAN

ISBN: 1-60154-813-3

AVAILABLE NOW

The Wild Rose Press

Purchase HERE.

Visit Sharon at her Website.

Sharon's blog...Where the one and only Oliver will mix your favorite cocktail with a wink and a smile!

SIGN UP FOR SHARON'S NEWSLETTER HERE.

What reviewers are saying about Her Biggest Fan…

An edge of your seat chilling suspense, I couldn‘t wait to see what would happen next. Her Biggest Fan really was a book I couldn‘t put down. This book was an addicting, pulse-pounding read with an explosive climax. The drama was intense and I loved every minute of it.

Read full review HERE.

Rating: You Gotta Read!

Reviewed by Val

This was a great mixture of psychological thriller, Classic Gothic and old Hollywood glamor.

 I loved the setting of this story and could practically smell the salt water in the air and hear the soothing sounds of the ocean--mix that in with a desolate manor house—it begs for a thrilling tale to be told. Fans of this well-written genre will definitely enjoy this story.

The Romance Studio

Rating: 4 hearts

And one last time…Sky here! How fantastic do Sharon’s stories sound? I’ve really enjoyed featuring her this week. As I mentioned earlier in the post, there’s another spot you can find Sharon’s, Oliver. Every Friday three wonderful authors come together…Sharon Donovan, Mary Ricksen and Hywela Lyn (AKA-Lyn) and of course, Oliver to ‘Roast’ various authors. It’s always such an absolute blast that I highly recommend you pop over to the ‘Author Roast and Toast’ if you have a chance.

Also, as an added bonus, because it’s Valentines Day week I’ll be offering a second prize. For a chance to win a $20 dollar gift certificate to Digi Books Café, list the following in a comment at this blog…

Name all seven of Sharon’s publications as well as which of her titles is first on your, “I can’t wait to read this!” list and why based on the blurb. Click HERE to locate what you’re looking for.

So here’s a recap of all the fantastic ways you can win.

#1- See the picture above showcasing the beautiful sterling silver heart blue diamond earrings, estimated to be approximately 1/8 of a ct. Aren’t they gorgeous? They can be yours and here’s how.

Simply race to your computer and download your hot off the press copy of Charade of Hearts and answer the following question to me in a private email.

QUESTION

What emblem is tattooed on the ring leader to designate power?

Remember to email answers to Sharon in a private email to sharonad@comcast.net

Please put Valentines contest in the subject line. This contest will run until the end of the month. Oliver will draw the lucky winner on Sharon's blog on FEBRUARY 28th.

Click HERE to purchase.

#2- For a chance to win a $20 dollar gift certificate to Digi Books Café, list the following in a comment at this blog…

Name all seven of Sharon’s publications, which is first on your, “I can’t wait to read this!” list based on the blurb and why. Click HERE to locate what you’re looking for.

Second Contest ends FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 18th, 12 PM EST.

I hope everyone enjoyed getting to know Sharon Donovan better. Remember, she loves to hear from her readers so feel free to contact her at sharonad@comcast.net

Sharon will be popping in and out this week so be sure to comment with praise or questions about her work whether or not you decide to enter the contests.

Interested in learning more about another great author? Perhaps enter for a chance to win another prize? Pop over to The Write Life now!

Cheers

~Sky

Saturday, February 12, 2011

I Won't Beg...But I Will Grovel!



Hi Everyone!

Sylvan Mist (Book III in my Highlander Trilogy) is up for Book of the Year in 2010 at Long and Short Reviews and I sure could use your vote! If this is something you might be able to do, here's the link...http://www.longandshortreviews.com/promo.htm

Thank you so VERY much!

~Sky

Monday, February 7, 2011

Celts and More Blog Event. Suzanne Barrett's In Love and War.

Welcome to my Celts and More Blog Event! For those of you joining me for the first time, this event is all about bringing forth your favorite Celtic writers and sharing not only their Celtic story but another one of their tales from a different genre. As an added bonus each author provided a never-before-seen excerpt from the main story they will be promoting.

This week it’s my pleasure to introduce author Suzanne Barrett who will be sharing In Love and War.

Irish dairy farmer, Meaghann Power, struggling to make ends meet and rents her converted castle keep to an embittered war correspondent wounded in Bosnia.

Quinn Lawlor has come to his ancestral homeland to heal and to be left alone. However, pragmatic Meaghann discovers much more than just her attractive-but-surly tenant's body is in need of healing. What begins as indifference turns to fascination, and later, desire. But can their passion survive Meaghann's own dark secrets?

Never-before-seen excerpt…

By the time Quinn finished work on the old Volvo, the sun had sunk low on he horizon. But at last he’d managed to replace the faulty ignition wiring and once again the engine started. He knew Meaghann’s cash supply had dwindled, and this would at least eliminate one garage service charge.

Lying under the dash hadn’t done his leg any favors, and now the effect of hobbling over rough ground made his thigh burn as if a thousand needles stabbed into his flesh. He knocked at the cottage door.

No answer.

"Meaghann." Still no answer. He knew she was inside. Never mind, he'd leave the car key on the kitchen table where he'd found it an hour earlier.

Pushing the door open, he stepped into the kitchen and stopped in his tracks.

Meaghann stood next to the sink, her eyes puffy from crying. She snapped around as he made his way across the floor, then turned away.

"Hey. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Everything.” She kept her back to him. "I'll be fine. Just go away."

"I’m just returning your key.” He dropped it on the table. “Figured you’d be in the cheese barn. Can I help?” Damned if he knew why he said that. He could barely help himself these days, but something in her expression tore at him. Meaghann did not cry, rarely showed any emotion.

"Just bloody go away, ” she sobbed.

"You're the most unflappable person I've known. So, maybe if you tell me–” He spotted the broken jam jar on the floor and stopped mid-sentence. Shards of glass poked out from the sticky red mess.

"Hell, you're not this bothered by a bit of broken glass."

“No.” Her voice was barely audible. “That was just the straw that–” she began, sobbing anew.

He closed the gap between them, pulling her into his arms. She clung to him momentarily, then drew away. “I'll be fine. Really. It's just...” Her voice trailed off.

He remembered their argument about her brother. “You're worried about Declan, is that it?” He led her to a chair, and she slumped onto the hard seat.

He settled in another chair and took her hand. Christ, he’d never seen her like this. A fist closed around his heart. “Look, I know you're a strong woman, but, dammit, don't hold things in. Maybe if I knew the problem, I could help.”

She turned out of his grasp. “It’s not that simple. How I wish it were, but it's not. You’d not understand.”

“Try me,” he said through gritted teeth.

She stared at the floor, twin frown lines deepening above her nose. “I've tried to manage here all these years. Even when Da was not himself and Declan was after leaving. But even though I tried to do things right, I've made a mess of it. Now Declan may be in trouble, and what do I do but turn him against me.”

He exhaled a long breath. Now they were getting somewhere. “Start at the beginning. About your father...”

"Da became...simple the last years of his life,” she said, embarrassment turning her cheeks a deep crimson. “It was as if he were the child and I the parent. And–and Declan wanted no part of the farm, so I had to run it all.” She drew in a shuddering breath and swiped at her eyes. “And now,” she said in a voice so low he had to strain to hear, “Declan’s probably got himself into a trouble I can’t get him out of.”

Quinn closed his hands into fists. “So all this is coalescing into an even bigger problem, and I, by opening my big mouth last night about the rally at the Poet and Patriot, just made it worse.”

The silence lengthened before she spoke. “It was bound to happen, considering what you think of me.”

His mouth thinned. “What I think of you has nothing to do with what I think of your politics, as I suspect you know.”

She raised huge eyes to him and he felt his chest constrict. “I don’t want to talk or think about politics. I’ll just clean up the floor.... She stopped and stared at him. “Just— Let's just forget this conversation.”

“Do you want to forget?” The look in her eyes made his heart pound. “Let me help. Together we can make short work of it.”

“No, I’ll do it. But later. Right now I want....” She let the words trail off. Then she slipped the top button loose from her blouse. Then another. Her eyes turned dusky, the pupils dilated.

“Make love to me, Quinn. I need you now.”

“You said this place was off-limits.”

Her eyes held his and sent spiraling need straight to his gut.

She rimmed her lower lip with her tongue. “That was yesterday. ”

*Sky here. Fantastic excerpt, Suzanne! I really enjoyed it. Thanks so much for sharing!*

Interested in reading more from this story? Click here.

Can't wait to read In Love and War? Purchase now!

What they’re saying about In Love and War…

"It's been a long time since a book so caught my heart that I skip doing my taxes, practicing my harp, and doing the dishes just to read another chapter. It's one of those great, old-fashioned love stories, delicious but not overdone, and very, very real, with interesting characters and lots of "sparks."

The setting is a small village in beautiful, green Ireland, complete with unique people, church, pub, and Meaghann's dairy farm. And injured journalist Quinn Lawlor, who is heart-wrenching and gorgeous.

This novel is a fine example of the "wish-they-still-published-books-like this" variety: unput-downable and unforgettable. "

As promised, Suzanne will be sharing a second title. Read on to learn more about Late Harvest..

Kurt von Daniken wants only one thing from Glenna Ryan: The key to making Eiswein—Ice Wine. Five years ago, while working at his family's California winery, she'd begun developing the method to simulate wine made from grapes gathered after a freeze. Now, when the winery desperately needs it, the only person who might be able to duplicate Glenna's process, Kurt's tyrannical Uncle Otto, lies paralyzed by a stroke and near death.

Glenna wants only one thing from the von Danikens: To be left in peace to raise her son, Robbie, who suffers from a birth defect and needs an expensive surgery to repair it. When Kurt suddenly appears at her home, demanding she return to Cresthaven and complete the process, Glenna knows the money she'll earn by doing so will provide Robbie the treatment he needs. She also knows she'll risk having her heart broken, again, by Kurt, the only man she's ever loved.

But, what if he discovers the real reason she left Cresthaven?

Read an excerpt here.

What they’re saying about Late Harvest ...

Really fine writing, attractive (honest!) characters, even the secondary characters feel like "real" people, and an interesting and amusing 5-year-old. (Interestingly, two of the secondary characters are gypsies!) Also great sexual tension and, sigh, a setting (Cresthaven winery) to die for and fantasize about. And, well, um, there's the hero, too.

Don't miss this book!

A deliciously romantic love story (just the way I enjoy them - full of melting emotional scenes that tied my heart in knots)... but by the wine-making expertise shown in this novel. Much, much solid knowledge is presented very subtly, but the expertise here will appeal to those interested in fine wine, wine-making and the vintners' world.

I love coming away from a book with a genuine soft spot for the hero and heroine AND a lot of fascinating new information.

This one's a real keeper!

Purchase Late Harvest here.

Learn more about Suzanne Barrett. Visit her Author Website or Jewelry Website

Enjoy blogging? Visit Suzanne's blog!

Head over to The Write Life to learn about another great author and perhaps be entered to win a prize!

Best Regards,
~Sky

Saturday, February 5, 2011

My Upcoming Cyber-Romps. Chance to Win a Set of Ebook Vamp Tales!

Hi Everyone! While my Celts and More Blog Event will continue here at A Writer's Mind this coming week, I'll be romping around the internet sharing more about my latest release, Heart of Vesuvius (sequel to Darkest Memory). Hope a few of you will join me. Here's where I'll be...

Katie O'Sullivan's Blog ~ Wednesday, February 9th and Thursday, February 10th. Discussing vampires and talking about both Heart of Vesuvius and Darkest Memory. Comment for a chance to win an Ecopy set of my vamp tales. 

Skhye's Ramblings ~ Friday, February 11th. Chatting about the research behind the book. Contest involved.

Enjoy your weekend!
~Sky

Kat Duncan's Contest Winners!

What a fabulous kick-off to my Celts and More Blog Event! I'd like to once more thank Kat Duncan for joining me this past week and sharing Without a Lord and 58 Faces. They sound wonderful!

I'm sure you're all eager to find out who Kat's contest winners were so I won't keep you waiting a minute longer. Congratulations....

Draw 1 - Caroline (DVD set, etc.)

Draw 2 - Hywela Lyn (Celts book, etc.)

Draw 3 - Bea (copies of 2 ebooks)

Please contact Kat at katduncanclc@yahoo.com 

Be sure to swing back in Monday morn as I welcome author Suzanne Barrett!

~Sky

Monday, January 31, 2011

Celts and More Blog Event. Kat Duncan's, Without a Lord. Giveaways: Celtic DVD's, Ebooks, Scottish Foods & Goodies

Welcome to my Celts and More Blog Event! As this week marks the launch of this blog event, I’ll briefly explain what it entails. Each week now through April a different author will be featured. All authors have written not only a Celtic romance but at least one of another genre as well. My goal? To expand the literary pallet of we who love our Celtic authors and introduce not only their Celtic stories but some of their non-Celtic work.

I’ve decided to do this event a wee bit different than previous events and skip the interview. What am I giving you instead? You’re going to love this. I’ve convinced each participating author to pen a ‘never-before-seen’ excerpt from their highlighted story. What does that mean? You’ll be reading either a deleted scene or one they wrote especially for this event.

Okay…on to the fun stuff! This week it’s my extreme pleasure to feature talented author, Kat Duncan. I couldn’t help but steal a bit from her home page in introduction… “She likes to write about teaching and teach about writing.” Fantastic!

As an added bonus, Kat would like to host a contest this week. From her lips to my blog…

Contest: What is the name of the monk who tends Caille's injury? You'll have to read more of Without a Lord to find out. Click HERE to get started then click the Green Arrow That Points Right to read on. You should find your answer within the first chapter or two (HINT: Really start keeping your eyes peeled by page 30!). Include the answer in a comment on the blog to win. All correct answers will be put into a hat and three random draws will win:


1) First Draw - The 3 DVD set of Celtic Journey Through Ireland, a basket of Scottish foods and goodies, a copy of Without a Lord (any ebook format) and a copy of Fifty-eight Faces (any ebook format).

2) Second Draw - A copy of The Celts by John Davies (a print book), a basket of Scottish foods and goodies, a copy of Without a Lord (any ebook format) and a copy of Fifty-eight Faces (any ebook format).

Wow! Those are some incredible giveaways. Thanks Kat!

As you might have guessed, the story Kat decided to reveal an extra skit about is Without a Lord. So read on and enjoy!

Denied the lands that had been long promised him, Sir Roger vows to take what is rightfully his, the lands of his own lord, and the lord's new lady along with them.

Lady Caille is not the type to run from a fight. Faced with an indecent proposal she must choose between love and honor or risk losing the lands King Henry II granted to her father.

Never Before Read Scene….

Sir Roger held his wife in his arms while she slept. Her breath purled warm rhythmic puffs against his neck. She smelled of heather and moss and of his lovemaking. Content at last, he murmured the long-forbidden words. "I love you, Caille."

Lady Caille's legs shifted, pulling Roger's cloak off his body. Exposed to the chill air, he opened his eyes to daylight. Thick fog hung like wanton drapings of silk on the little valley where they'd bedded down. Roger re-adjusted the cloak he'd covered himself and Lady Caille with, tucking it around her body.

"What is it, Sir Roger?" she asked, wiping her eyes.

He gazed at her angelic face, wishing his dream of having her for his wife were truth. "It is naught, my lady. It was but a dream."

"Oh. A pleasant dream?"

Her enchanting green-eyed gaze soothed the sorrow in his heart. "Aye, my lady. As pleasant as your company, and as beautiful as this mist-shrouded valley. I have never seen country so lovely or so peaceful."

"I am very glad Scotland pleases you, despite the desperation of our errand here."

Stifling a heavy sigh, he stood. She had provided a meal for him the previous day. It was his turn to serve her. He was her champion, after all. "Scotland does please me well. And now, my lady, I will gather us a morning meal."

A short walk brought him to the edge of the little lake. The reflected scene of mountain and mist held him spellbound, as if fate seized his breath, awaiting his decision to cross a forbidden boundary. Stepping from stone to stone he made his way out to where the water was deeper. He eyed clusters of mussels clinging to the rocks. Using his dagger, he removed handfuls of the large shellfish.

When he returned to her, Lady Caille was tossing more wood onto the fire. It blazed up, then settled down to a bed of hot coals when he added the mussels. The heat would cook the fish, steaming them open after a few minutes.

The lady sat on his cloak, using a comb to untangle the long plait of golden-red hair that trailed down her back like a streak of precious amber.

"Would my lady permit me to stand in for her handmaid?"

"Oh, it is not necessary."

"I have some skill with plaiting. You will want a fresh plait to keep your fair tresses from becoming unruly as we travel." He moved to sit beside her and took the comb from her hand. She held her body rigidly, but softened the moment he began to comb.

"How did you come by such a skill as plaiting, Sir Roger?"

"I spent my youth at court. The lord who fostered me was a favorite of King Stephen. There were many ladies who were more than willing to offer me tutoring in the care of women's needs."

He separated her hair to make a single long plait. Each time he caught a handful of silky hair to add it to the plait, the tips of his fingers brushed across the creamy skin on her neck. He was certain she could sense the amplified pulse of his heart.

"Mmmm...it must have been wonderful to be tutored at court."

"Yes. I spent many pleasurable hours at it." He bent his head forward and put his heated lips against the skin of her shoulder.

She sagged back against him and made a longing sigh.

"I would share this knowledge with my lady, if she wishes." He enfolded her waist with his arm and pressed her body against his.

She shivered herself alert and sat up straight, sending a cruel wave of cold space between them. "I would like to hear more of your experiences at court," she said.

"I would tell you, but more I would show you some of the things I learned." He skimmed the back of his hand against one soft cheek.

She turned and put a hand over his mouth. "No, Roger. You must not speak to me of such things."

He pressed her fingers to his lips and kissed them one by one, watching the emerald glow in her eyes. "I would stay here in Scotland with you forever if that is what would make you most happy."

"It cannot be. It is too great a sacrifice."

"True love often requires great sacrifice."

"True love...yes. Let us go now, before we furnish ourselves with regrets."

Sky here. Super excerpt, Kat! Utterly romantic.
Read more from Without a Lord, click here.

Purchase Without a Lord at Amazon or Smashswords.

As promised, Kat is also sharing another story titled Fifty-eight Faces~ Jewel of the Night Series

Chief of surgery at a small children's hospital, Caroline's last hope to save it from financial ruin evaporates when she loses the Blue Diamond case to greedy Evan Quinn. When Evan buys the hospital property for high profit condo conversion, Caroline's hatred shifts into full red-alert.

But Evan is not her real enemy. Rolf, the hospital's chief administrator, has had his eye on the blue diamond since he learned of it from his Nazi grandfather. To be the 58th face to possess the Blue Diamond, one for each of its facets, grants the owner unlimited power. Rolf plans to kill the current owners and use the diamond to build his Neo-Nazi regime. Can Caroline give up her hatred and Evan his greed before Rolf kills them both?

Read an excerpt, click HERE.

Purchase Fifty-eight Faces at The Wild Rose Press.

Interested in learning more about Kat? Visit her Website.

Enjoy blogging? Check out Kat’s Write About Blog.

Time for some social networking! Follow Kat on Facebook or Twitter.

Contact Kat at Kat@Katduncan.net

Don’t forget to enter the contest to win some super giveaways!

ALSO...Be sure to pop over to The Write Life to meet another super author and enter for a chance to win yet another great prize!

~Sky

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Celts and More Blog Event Launches January 31st!

It's nearly that time! In just a few short days, my Celts and More Blog Event launches. This event will feature a different author each week who has published not only a Celtic romance story but others of another genre. So it’s all about expanding the pallet this time around. Not only that but during this blog event you will be able to read a never-before-seen excerpt from each author's highlighted tale! And of course there will be some super fun contests involved.

Curious what the line-up looks like? Well, whip out your calendar and take notes, here’s who you can expect…

Kat Duncun ~ January 31st - February 4th

Suzanne Barret ~ February 7th -11th

Sharon Donovan ~ February 14th -18th

Skhye Moncrief ~ February 21st -25th

Nancy Badger ~ February 28th- March 4th

Kristen Tualla ~ March 7th - 11th

Amber Leigh Williams ~ March 14th - 18th

P.L. Parker ~ March 21st -25th

Lynn Crain ~ March 28- April 1st

We look forward to seeing you!

~Sky

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Check out my book cover for The Victorian Lure (Calum's Curse:Ardetha Vampyre)!


A very heartfelt, "Thank You!!!" to my cover artist, Tamra Westberry for creating such a gorgeous cover for the first novel in my upcoming trilogy, The Victorian Lure.

You outdid yourself, Tamra!

~Sky

Friday, January 21, 2011

First Quarterly Newsletter- 2011

I hope everyone's enjoying a great January!

I'm loving sitting back and devoting time to developing the characters in the second novel in my current trilogy. Working title for this book, The Georgian Embrace (Calum's Curse: Acerbus Lycan). Having such fun writing it!

As I take my little January 'writing' vaca I thought as a treat to provide a link for those of you who didn't have a chance to peek at my first quarterly Newsletter for 2011. If you'd like to do so now simply click HERE.

Hope to share more good news soon. Until then, here's looking forward to my Celts and More Blog Event coming at the end of this month!

~Sky

Monday, January 10, 2011

Heart of Vesuvius is in the Spotlight! Comment for a chance to win!

Hi Everyone! I’m basking in the Spotlight this week at The Write Life- Chicks of Characterization. It's all about celebrating the release of Heart of Vesuvius (Sequel to Darkest Memory). Pop over any day Monday, January 10th through Friday, January 14th and join the fun!

Comment at The Write Life for a chance to win a $10 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press and an Ecopy of Heart of Vesuvius.

We look forward to seeing you!

Cheers
~Sky

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Newsletter Time! Latest scoop.


Hey all! I'll be sending out my first quarterly Newsletter of the year soon. Full of great stuff! If you'd like to receive a copy please email me at Skypurington@live.com with your email addy.

XO ~Sky

Friday, January 7, 2011

I've been Roasted! Come join the fun. Comment for a chance to win big!


Join me today, Friday January 7th at the Author Roast and Toast as I celebrate my latest release Heart of Vesuvius (sequel to Darkest Memory). Its gracious hostesses have thrown me a fabulous party in ancient Pompeii! As always, there’s a contest. One lucky commenter will win an Ecopy of Heart of Vesuvius and a $10 Gift Certificate to Digi Books Café.

Click HERE to head over and join the fun!

Cheers,
~Sky