Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Dust of my Wings Blog Tour Day 6



Hi Y'all!! I'm on two places today and of course, giving away prizes because I can't help myself. I'd love for you to join me! Thank you so much!

First, I'm on Reviews By Molly is a fantastic 5/5 Book Review. I'm am so blessed and thankful. Plus, because she's part of the Goddess Fish Tour, we're giving away an angel wing necklace, a $25 Amazon Gift Card, and a swag Pack!

Secondly, I'm on Gabrielle Bisset's where I got to sit down with Shade and Lily and do a character interview! We're giving away a special swag pack too!




Monday, July 30, 2012

Dust of My Wings Blog Tour Day 5



I'm all over the place next month and would LOVE for you to join me!

First, I'm on Star-Crossed Romance talking about What Makes Your Hero Worthy. I'm giving away a special prize pack with a Dust of My Wings Wrist Band so come on over!

Secondly, I'm on Books are Magic talking about why I love reading, writing, and falling into stories. I'm giving away a swag pack, a $25 Amazon Gift Card and an angel wing necklace!

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Dust of My Wings Blog Tour



I'm in an interview over on Rosanna Leo's today! I'm talking about Dust of My Wings, my plotting addiction, and the reason I won't eat syrup anymore! Plus there's a giveaway. *winks*

Friday, July 27, 2012

A Hero's Blog Hop: DUST OF MY WINGS



It's another blog hop! Yay! Welcome! So what are we here for? Well, the heroes of course! What do we love about them? You’re sitting on your couch, panting, reaching for a glass of water to cool your aching throat, as you turn to the next page. Your hero walks through the scene’s door, eyeing the crowd. You bite your lip as he fists his hands in frustration and glares at his foe. His muscles bulging under his tight T-shirt, his legs encased in form-fitting jeans.
Of course, this man is a fictional character and you’re getting worked up and begging for chocolate over him. But who cares right? That man is yours for the 350 or so pages and you only have to share him with the heroine. Or the other hero, or two or three more heroes depending on your tastes. And we all know we love a wide array of romance. That’s what makes this field so amazing.

My newest hero, Shade, is a warrior angel who is sexy, strong, and so alpha I love him. He'll do whatever he can to protect his people, and the love of his life, Lily. 

Dust of My Wings – Dante’s Circle Book 1 
Humans aren’t as alone as they choose to believe. Every human possesses a trait of supernatural that lays dormant within their genetic make-up. Centuries of diluting and breeding have allowed humans to think they are alone and untouched by magic. But what happens when something changes?
Neat freak lab tech, Lily Banner lives her life as any ordinary human. She’s dedicated to her work and loves to hang out with her friends at Dante’s Circle, their local bar. When she discovers a strange blue dust at work she meets a handsome stranger holding secrets – and maybe her heart. But after a close call with a thunderstorm, she may not be as ordinary as she thinks.
Shade Griffin is a warrior sent to Earth to protect the supernaturals’ secrets. One problem, he can’t stop leaving dust in odd places around town. Now he has to find every ounce of his dust and keep the presence of the supernatural a secret. But after a close encounter with a sexy lab tech and a lightning quick connection, his millennia old loyalties may shift and he could lose more than just his wings in the chaos.


Find it On:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble | ARe | Kobo

 Now, about that contest....If you comment on this blog you're entered in FOUR giveaways. First, my giveaway, a $25 Amazon Gift Card and Swag Pack. The others are listed below. Now to enter, follow the rafflecopter rules. :-) 





 Over 100 Authors and Bloggers are sharing their favorite things about romance heroes, a character post from them, and what we love about romance and men in general.

And while we do that, we are EACH doing a giveaway. Yep. There will be over 100 giveaways on each blog hosted by that Author or Blogger.

But that's not all....

We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 100 times!

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $50 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: The following Swag Pack!




To find the others, click the link below to see the list!

Dust of My Wings Blog Tour




I'm on Krystal Shannon's today for Faboulous Author Friday with an interview anda  giveaway!! Come on by and say hi!

http://krystalshannan.blogspot.com/2012/07/fabulous-author-friday-carrie-ann-ryan.html?zx=ecce6f174816fd9





Find Dust of My Wings On:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble | ARe 

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Dust of My Wings Blog Stops




I'm on Reading Romances today talking about Angels and if they are the better choice. We're also doing a giveaway and would love to have you!



Thank you in advance for stopping by, commenting, and sharing!

Thursday Tales: Melissa Keir




Hi! Thanks so much for coming today. Tell us a little bit about yourself.

Thanks for having me over Carrie! I love your books and would love to be just like you when I grow up! I’m a mom and wife in a blended family, not unlike The Brady Bunch. Unfortunately we don’t have an Alice to do all the cooking, cleaning, etc. so that I could do the PTO stuff. I am actually an elementary teacher during the day and steamy writer at night.

Tell us a bit about your book.

My latest release is titled “Protecting His Wolfe”.  It is a twist on the tale of The Three Little Pigs and the Big Bad Wolf.  In my story, Betsie Wolfe is a small town minister’s daughter who arrives in the big city and immediately gets into trouble.  Jonah Pigg is the police detective who lives at home with his two younger brothers and is a silent partner in The Pigg Detective Agency.  Jonah falls for Betsie and sets out to keep her safe, but will the Pigg be able to save the Wolfe?

Is this part of a series?

Yes, Protecting His Wolfe is the first in what is supposed to be a three book series about the three Pigg brothers. Marcus is demanding his book is told next and he won’t stop until he gets his way.
What did you find the hardest part of writing it to be?

Finding the time to sit down and write. Without Alice, my house doesn’t get cleaned as often as I want nor does the laundry just do itself. I keep trying to convince my husband that I need an Alice… maybe even a male one… hot and sexy one.

What was your favorite part?

I love sharing my stories with my readers. My favorite part is hearing that someone laughed about a comment that a character said or that they were moved by the story or characters.

Rate your story in terms of steaminess.

Protecting His Wolfe is at a level of three little piggies of steaminess. Hot as bacon!

Who is your favorite romance author?

Do I have to just pick one? There are so many different authors that I love for different reasons. I love Johanna Lindsey for her historical stories and the fact that I was raised on her books. They were my afterschool specials. But most of the authors that I love today have an edgier side. I love paranormal authors like yourself and contemporary spicy authors like Liz Crowe. Those are the books that draw me in as an adult.

What is your favorite romance book or series?

I know I’m whining, but do I have to pick just one? There are so many that I love from Eve Dallas to Anita Blake.
Who is your favorite romance character? If you could go on a date with that person, what would you do? Details please! *wink*

Now with regards to men…I would love to be on a date with Micah from Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake series. He is a shape-shifter who knows how to take care of a woman. But why limit it to just one man! I’d also love to have a double with Micah and Roarke from JD. Robb’s Eve Dallas series. Who wouldn’t love a man with the money, dark good looks and sexy accent of Roarke?

Boxers or Briefs?

I’d much rather they not wear them, but on the right guy both can look amazing!

What is next for you?

Summer vacation is next for me. I have time now to write and finish my books. I have a sequel in the works for The Wilder Sisters series and one for The Pigg Detective Agency series.


What were your first impressions of each other?

Betsie: He looked like a hero standing above me putting his coat over me after Johnny died. I was so shook-up and this guy walks up in a tan coat…he stood over me and looked like a hero.

Jonah: She was huddled in this police blanket, shaking and looked so alone. I wanted to reach out and comfort her, protect her and keep her safe.

What are your favorite parts about each other?

Betsie: I like his family, his integrity, and how he took care of his brothers after his parents’ deaths. He is a stand-up guy. He will always look out for those that he loves.

Jonah: I like her self-reliance. She doesn’t want to rely on anyone else but needs to do things her own way. I like that she doesn’t need me to fight all her battles and will stand up to me.
What’s next for you?

Jonah: I’d like to continue spending time with Betsie seeing where our relationship goes. We love each other and have plans for marriage but there’s no rush.

Betsie: I agree.




Betsie Wolfe was a small town girl who left her cozy little life for a job in the big city. She never expected to become a witness to a murder or face vicious threats. Detective Jonah Pigg was immediately attracted to Betsie’s lavender eyes and small frame huddled in the gray wool blanket when he arrived on the scene of the murder.
When threats on Betsie's life surface, Jonah takes her into his home under the protection of the three Pigg’s who own the Pigg Agency. It will take all of his detective work to keep her safe. Passion has a way of igniting when people are in stressful situations and lust leads Betsie and Jonah into each other’s arms. But is their relationship only a matter of desire or is it something more?

EXCERPT:
Finally fed up with the tension, she left her desk, shut down the lights in the office, and locked the door. With her small clutch purse in one hand, she started the lonely walk to her apartment, six blocks over from the employee parking garage. Someday, I’ll have enough money for a car of my own. She thought with envy. Maybe something in a green color but with good gas mileage.
So focused on the noises around her, Betsie tripped over a patch of broken concrete and went sprawling on the floor, her purse hit the concrete and one lipstick tube rolled across the garage floor. Crawling on her hands and knees, Betsie yelled at herself in her head for her accident. Oh no. Isn’t that my luck! Everything has gone wrong today! Where is my purse? What fell out?
Suddenly a car appeared around the back of the garage and screeches to a halt. The sounds of yelling and gunfire erupted in the silence of the parking garage. Diving flat on the ground, Betsie begins to say all the prayers she remembered from the past twenty-three years of Catholic Mass. As a body crashed to the ground, the black sports car with the silver trim drove away.
Betsie hid on the ground near the edge of a large blue sedan, praying no one could hear her. The silence after such a deafening noise grated on Betsie’s nerves. Without thought for herself, she rushed over to the body to see if they needed help.
“Oh, my, gosh, it’s Johnny from the warehouse. Johnny, Johnny, are you okay?” She placed her hands on his chest to see if he was still breathing, only to pull away abruptly when she felt the wetness of his shirt.
Looking down at her hands, “Oh no. Blood! Johnny!” But his death was as evident as the large hole in the front of his shirt gushing blood on the pavement.
“I can’t be caught here.” Betsie realized with the dead body beside her that the garage wasn’t a safe place.
After a long argument with her conscience over what was right and what might happen, Betsie found her purse with the office keys inside and went back into the office to call the police.



BIO:
Melissa Keir has always wanted to be an author when she wasn’t hoping for a career as a race car driver.  Her love of books was instilled by her mother and grandparents who were avid readers. She’d often sneak books away from them so that she could fantasize about those strong alpha males and plucky heroines.  In middle school and high school, Melissa used to write sappy love poems and shared them with her friends and still has those poems today! In college her writing changed to sarcastic musings on life as well as poems with a modern twist on fairy tales and won awards for her writing. You can find many of these musings along with her latest releases on her website and blog.  
Melissa doesn’t believe in down time.  She’s always keeping busy.  Melissa is a wife and mother, an elementary school teacher, a book reviewer, an editor for a publishing company as well as an author. Her home blends two families and is a lot like the Brady Bunch, without Alice- a large grocery bill, tons of dirty dishes and a mound of laundry. She loves to write stories that feature happy endings and is often seen plotting her next story.
Melissa loves hearing from readers!



Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Writer Wednesday: Lia Davis



Hi! Thanks so much for coming today. Tell us a little bit about yourself.

Hi Carrie Ann! I’m so happy to be here today. Thanks for having me!
I’m a mother of two wonderful young adults - my son is 19 and daughter is 18 - and a wife to my real life hero and soul mate. I love reading and writing paranormal and suspense filled stories. Although I’ve always made up stories since I was very young, I became serious about becoming an author a little more than two years ago when I started reading paranormal romance.  

Tell us a bit about your book.

Forgotten Visions is about a forgotten love and the journey the couple goes through to repair the past. Here’s the blurb.
Kalissa Bradenton isn’t your average coffee shop owner. Born to an elite witch bloodline with a rare genetic mutation, she’s a Divinity on a mission. The death of her parents sends her away from her Maxville, Florida home and into an ancient war between witches and demons. When childhood friend, Ayden Daniels, comes to her aid after an almost fatal accident, visions of a past she doesn’t remember sparks an old flame and new desires. With the past slowly becoming clearer, she eagerly sets her sights on mending Ayden’s heart and gaining his trust – until a ghost from her past returns to claim her as his demonic mate.
Ayden, the new Sheriff of Maxville and grandson of the oldest living Divinity, is investigating a series of Divinity killings. When he comes face to face with the one woman he hopes to have little to no contact with, old pain rises, quickly followed by anger and resentment. Through his rare power of adaptability he learns actions from the past may not be what they seem. Hope fills his broken heart and determination pushes him to do whatever it takes to win Kalissa’s heart once more before his loses her forever.
Together they must find the strength to mend their tormented souls, while fighting an evil out to destroy the world. 

Is this part of a series?

Yes. Forgotten Visions is the first book in The Divinities series. Right now I have five books planned.

What did you find the hardest part of writing it to be?

The hardest part is finding time to write. Seriously, I have a day job and teenagers! Lol Throw promoting and touring… I’m still trying to set my pace.

What was your favorite part?

Writing! Creating worlds and creatures that mingle with the human world. I actually like the revision side where I start to mold and shape my draft into a readable story.

Rate your story in terms of steaminess (Make up your own fun scale here)

The steaminess is like all the elements rolled into one: Spirit - emotional, water - refreshing, air - can come at you fast or slow, earth - spicy, and fire - HOT!

Who is your favorite romance author?

This is hard. There are so many great authors, but the main ones I follow are JR Ward, Lara Adrian, and Sherrilyn Kenyon. There are others I read but those are the ones that started my love for paranormal.

What is your favorite romance book or series?

Black Dagger Brotherhood, Dark Hunters, and Midnight Breed.

Who is your favorite romance character? If you could go on a date with that person, what would you do? Details please! *wink*

Rhage from BDB. J What’s not to like? He’s a vamp that turns into a dragon! I’m not sure what the date would be like because I’m shy, but I’m sure he’ll think of a few things. ;)

Boxers or Briefs?

Boxer briefs!

What is next for you?

Right now I’m getting the second book in The Divinities series, Death’s Storm, ready to submit to Soul Mate Publishing. I have a new series plotted called Sons of War and can’t wait to start on book 1.


What were your first impressions of each other?

*Ayden’s smile reaches his baby blue eyes * Kalissa and I have known each other all our lives, but the first time that I really noticed her we were fifteen.  *his smile faded* Then something happen and we parted ways. When I came back to Maxville I was angry at first. But it worked out in the end.

What are your favorite parts about each other?

I love her violet eyes and the way they lighten and darken with emotion. There are other parts I like, but those are rather personal. *he gives Carrie Ann a wink*

What’s next for you?

The Divinities and I will continue to hunt demons and be a constant throne in Khan’s side. Because he has to go through us to get to the humans. 




FORGOTTEN VISIONS

By

Lia Davis



Book Blurb:

Kalissa Bradenton isn’t your average coffee shop owner. Born to an elite witch bloodline with a rare genetic mutation, she’s a Divinity on a mission. The death of her parents sends her away from her Maxville, Florida, home and into an ancient war between witches and demons. When childhood friend Ayden Daniels comes to her aid after an almost fatal accident, visions of a past she doesn’t remember sparks an old flame and new desires. With the past slowly becoming clearer, she eagerly sets her sights on mending Ayden’s heart and gaining his trust–until a ghost from her past returns to claim her as his demonic mate.

Ayden, the new Sheriff of Maxville and grandson of the oldest living Divinity, is investigating a series of Divinity killings. When he comes face-to-face with the one woman he hopes to have little to no contact with, old pain rises, quickly followed by anger and resentment. Through his rare power of adaptability, he learns actions from the past may not be what they seem. Hope fills his broken heart and determination pushes him to do whatever it takes to win Kalissa’s heart once more before he loses her forever.

Together they must find the strength to mend their tormented souls, while fighting an evil out to destroy the world.

Excerpt:

A cool sensation passed over Kalissa Bradenton’s subconscious as she entered her bedroom. She shivered, suddenly finding it hard to breathe. Abandonment rose from deep inside to coil around her like a cold watery current. Panic and fear raced in her veins as her heart rate increased alarmingly. Her intuition screamed something was wrong.

She rushed to her dresser, picked up her phone with shaky hands, and dialed her mother’s cell. No answer. With blurred sight, she tried her father’s … it went straight to voice mail. Kalissa’s dread cut through her soul and the bile taste of fear rose in her throat, as hot tears slid down her cheek.

Gods No! She dialed again, and again. Still nothing. It wasn’t like them to ignore an incoming call.

Her parents had driven into Jacksonville for a quiet dinner to celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary before sharing their milestone with the coven in the upcoming days. They should have been on their way home.

She staggered back a few steps as images flashed in her mind’s eye, sucking her into the vision. One minute she was in her bedroom, in the next, she stood on the side of a highway. A royal-blue Mercedes barreled past her and flipped repeatedly across the median into oncoming traffic on Interstate 10. Crunching metal cut through the stillness of the night and the broken glass, littering the ground, left a trail to where the car slammed into a large oak tree, and stopped.

When the vision cut off, tightness gripped her chest painfully and a lump stuck in her throat.



  

 Author Bio:

Lia Davis is a mother to two young adults and two very special, equally different kitty cats. She’s a wife to her soul mate, who drives her crazy during editing/revisions. She and her family live in Northeast Florida battling hurricanes and very humid summers. But it’s her home and she loves it!

An accounting major, Lia has always been a dreamer with a very activity imagination. The wheels in her head never stop. She only recently got serious about publishing her work and loves it more than she imagined. Writing a stress reliever that allows her to go off in her corner of the house and enter into another world that she created, leaving the day job where it belongs.

Her favorite things are spending time with family, traveling, reading, writing, chocolate, coffee, nature and hanging out with her kitties.


Tuesday, July 24, 2012

DUST OF MY WINGS is HERE!

It's Here! It's Here! I'm so freaking excited! My baby is here! Dust of My Wings is now out and ready to roll! Yay! Thank you guys so much for being with me while I wrote this! Love you guys! Now go out and buy. LOL (You like that?)





Dust of My Wings – Dante’s Circle Book 1 
Humans aren’t as alone as they choose to believe. Every human possesses a trait of supernatural that lays dormant within their genetic make-up. Centuries of diluting and breeding have allowed humans to think they are alone and untouched by magic. But what happens when something changes?
Neat freak lab tech, Lily Banner lives her life as any ordinary human. She’s dedicated to her work and loves to hang out with her friends at Dante’s Circle, their local bar. When she discovers a strange blue dust at work she meets a handsome stranger holding secrets – and maybe her heart. But after a close call with a thunderstorm, she may not be as ordinary as she thinks.
Shade Griffin is a warrior sent to Earth to protect the supernaturals’ secrets. One problem, he can’t stop leaving dust in odd places around town. Now he has to find every ounce of his dust and keep the presence of the supernatural a secret. But after a close encounter with a sexy lab tech and a lightning quick connection, his millennia old loyalties may shift and he could lose more than just his wings in the chaos.


Find it On:

Amazon | Barnes & NobleARe | Kobo




Monday, July 23, 2012

A Hero's Blog Hop is Coming!



Are you ready to hear what your favorite romance heroes have to say? Well, we authors are ready to share our hunky heroes! Starting on Friday and ending on July 31st, over 100 Authors and Bloggers will share their favorite things about romance heroes, a character post from them, and what we love about romance and men in general.

And while we do that, we are EACH doing a giveaway. Yep. There will be over 100 giveaways on each blog hosted by that Author or Blogger.

But that's not all....

We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 100 times!

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $50 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: The following Swag Pack!



Yep. ALL of that! Whoot! Be sure to come back here on Friday and over the weekend to enjoy some stories and facts about our favorite Romance Heroes and enter to win!


Sunday, July 22, 2012

Dust of My Wings - Six Sentence Sunday #48




Hi All! Thank you so much for coming today! Love y'all! Below is a snippet from Dust of My Wings, the first book in my Dante's Circle Series that comes out this Friday!!! WHOOOOOTTT!



Lily’s head ached, and her eyelids felt heavy. Her body still pulsated and tingled, and energy fluctuated through her limbs, shocking them before weighing them down like heavy sandbags. As she tried to move, her body revolted and shuddered. It was too hard to think. Her mind fizzed as if she’d had too much to drink. No, that wasn’t right. 

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Enforcer's Redemption Blurb Reveal




           Adam Jamenson has suffered through the worst loss known to man. The only reason he lives day-to-day is to ensure the safety of his Pack. As the Enforcer of the Redwood Pack, it is his job to protect all in his path, though he was unable to protect the ones he held dear. The war with the Centrals is heating up and Adam must try and grit through it in order to survive. Though the broken man inside of him may not want to…
            Bay Milton is a werewolf with a past. And a secret. She’s met the Redwood’s Enforcer only once, but it left a lasting effect. Now she needs to find him or everything he had thought he lost, may be lost again.
            Together, they must struggle and find a way to fight their pasts and present in order to protect their future. But the Centrals have a plan that might make their path one of loss and destruction.

Off the Page: Edward and Pat—Babysitting Finn and Brie



Hi all and welcome to another Off the Page. Here is where you get a glimpse a the daily life in a few of my characters! I hope you enjoy!



Off the Page: Edward and Pat—Babysitting Finn and Brie

Edward Jamenson braced himself as the small creature wiggled in his arms. He looked down at his six month old granddaughter, Brie and smiled. She stopped her wiggling and looked up at him and grinned.
Well, maybe it was just gas. Either way, he’d take it.
Then she moved again, twisting and moving her body so he had to move fast not to drop her.
“Edward! Hold her correctly!” his wife of over a century, Pat admonished. She sat on the floor and played with blocks with their grandson Finn and shook her head. “You raised seven children with me, what is wrong with you.”
“Were they ever this small?” he asked as Brie scrunched up her nose and looked about ready to cry.
“Of course they were, Cailin was only a baby a couple decades ago. How could you have forgotten so quickly?”
Brie wailed and he held her to his chest, rubbing small circles into her back. “I’m sorry, darling. You’re big and bad. A fearsome wolf. I promise.”
Brie settled down with a whimper and he knew he’d been had.
Oh yes, Jasper’s daughter would be a heartbreaker all right.
He lowered her to his lap and looked down at her bright little face.
“You just wanted to prove you’re tough, didn’t you?”
She smiled and blinked up at him.
Yep, not gas this time.
Finn toddled up to him and grinned. “Play?”
His grandson, and future Alpha, could only speak a few words at a time, but would be a damned heartbreaker as well. He smiled at the thought of his alpha sons trying to tone these two down.
Not gonna happen.
Thankfully they had their wives to corral the kids. They were much better at it.
Edward scrunched his nose as a putrid smell assaulted his senses. He looked down at his granddaughter and groaned.
“Don’t even think about it, Edward,” Pat said as she picked up Finn to play airplane.
“What?”
“You were going to ask me to change Brie. Not gonna happen.”
“But I hadn’t even thought it.” Yet.
“I know you well enough that it would have been your next thought. Now go clean her up. Don’t worry, you won’t die.”
“But Pat…”
“Don’t whine. You’re an Alpha. Act like it.”
“But she’s not an enemy. It’s a dirty diaper.”
“Far more treacherous. Now show me how big and bad you can me and change a diaper.”
He growled, held Brie from his chest and carried her to the changing table Pat had put in the spare room as soon as their children started having children.
He laid her on the table and she looked up at him expectantly.
“Fine, I’ll do it. But really? You couldn’t have waited twenty minutes for you mom to come?”
She let out a giggle and picked up her legs for him.
Damn. There was no getting out of this.
He unsnapped her onezie and undid the strips on her diaper. He gaged at the smell but put the offensive diaper in the genie.
Brie giggled again and his shirt stared to feel wet. He looked down and groaned. His little granddaughter had decided to pee on him. Damn, her aim was good.
“I should have waited to put the new diaper on you then take off the old one. It’s been too long since I’ve done this.”
“I’d say.” Pat said from the doorway, Finn in her hands.
“Help me woman.”
“Oh no, you’re the big bad Alpha, you can manage.”
He growled and picked up Brie’s bottom holding her ankles in one hand. He quickly wiped her until she was clean, powered her little butt, then put on the diaper. His granddaughter gave him an indulgent smile and lowered her legs so he could fix her onezie.
“There. Now you’re clean.”
“And you’re not, Grandpa.” Pat laughed. “Hand me Brie, and go change. I can handle it.”
He growled again and kissed his wife softly on the lips. “They’re lucky they’re so cute.”
“You love them.”
“Yes, and I love you.”
“Ah, there’s my big bad Alpha.”
He walked away with a laugh and shook his head. Yeah, he was the big bad Alpha all right. But his grandkids could take him every time.
And there was nothing wrong with that.



Friday, July 20, 2012

Fresh Friday Reads: A Fireman and some Paranormal


Happy Friday! I didn't read that much this week other than these two series. I've been working hard at writing and it was my anniversary! But tell me what you've read anyway!


The Fireman Who Loved Me - Jennifer Bernard

This is a cute series about fireman and how hunky they are. I enjoyed it and will probably read more in the series as they come out.

Fearless, smoking hot, and single: meet the Bachelor Firemen of San Gabriel. These firemen might be heroes, but it's their bad luck in love that makes them legendary.

News producer Melissa McGuire and Fire Captain Harry Brody couldn't be more different, though they do have one thing in common: they're both convinced they're perfectly wrong for each other. But when Melissa's matchmaking grandmother wins her a date with Brody at a Bachelor auction . . .

Sparks fly. Passion flares. Heat rises. (You get the picture.)

Add a curse, a conniving nightly news anchor, a stunningly handsome daredevil fireman, a brave little boy, a couple of exes, and one giant fire to the mix, and Melissa and Brody's love may not be the only thing that burns.

Kiss at Your Own Risk - Stephanie Rowe

Yay! Very, very steamy and vivid paranormal! I'll be finishing this series up and starting on more Stephanie Rowe soon!

He needed a killer woman...

Blaine Underhill is one lucky man after having recently escaped a century and a half of imprisonment at the hands of an evil witch. Now he's determined to save his still-enslaved friend, but in order to do so, he'll need the help of one of the world's most lethal women.

She was drop dead gorgeous, literally...

Trinity Harpswell is sick and tired of being a Black Widow. Having managed to go three years without accidentally killing anyone she loves, she's one short week away from freeing herself from this killer curse forever.

When Blaine tracks her down and convinces her to help him, little does Trinity know that the next seven days are going to be murder

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Thursday Tales: Rosanna Leo



Hi! Thanks so much for coming today. Tell us a little bit about yourself.

Hi Carrie Ann! Thanks so much for having me. It’s a real pleasure to be here! Well, I’m Rosanna and I’m still a bit of a newbie at this author thing! It’s been a whirlwind year. My first book was released in April, a second in May and now my latest, Sweet Hell, is now available. I have a fourth book coming soon. Between all this writing and promo (LOL), I am the mother of two sons and am happily married. I live not far from Toronto, Canada, so I say “eh” a lot, drink gallons of Tim Horton’s coffee (if you haven’t tried it, you must), and think Sidney Crosby is a god!

Tell us a bit about your book.

Sweet Hell takes off where my first book, For the Love of a God, left off.  Sweet Hell is the story of the Greek god of wine, Dionysus. He is gorgeous, mostly idle and lives to pleasure women. However, as we learned in the first book, he is a good friend and a fierce god with powers. He is happily working his way through the world’s women when he stumbles upon Josie Marino, an Italian/Canadian baker. Josie is everything he is not: she has a good work ethic, love for family and doesn’t get much time to spend on her looks. Upon seeing Josie for the first time, Dionysus has an intense physical reaction to her…if only she weren’t so annoying! Sweet Hell is the story of these unlikely lovers and how they discover their love…as well as how they must descend to the underworld to preserve it.

Is this part of a series?

Although Sweet Hell continues from where For the Love of a God left off, they can be read independently. Both books feature two different couples, so it’s not really a series.

What did you find the hardest part of writing it to be?

Balancing writing time with promo time. Promo can take every waking hour one has. And I love it too! For someone who spent many years being shy, it’s actually quite liberating to be able to promote myself and my work. However, one must still write! And if I don’t write for a while, I really regret it.

What was your favorite part?

My favorite part of Sweet Hell is near the beginning where Josie realizes Dionysus is not just “a” Dionysus…he’s “the” Dionysus! He’s a Greek god! I love her reactions and how she makes him prove his godliness to her. After all, Josie’s a no-nonsense girl. She puts his powers to the test…in a way you might not expect.

Rate your story in terms of steaminess

My scale would be:
1 wink= wishy-washy. Maybe you should be writing for a YA audience
2 winks= getting there. Those were some nice kisses…elaborate, please!
3 winks= ho ho! That’s the ticket! Touch me there!
4 winks= caliente! Descriptive sex involved…show some ID.
5 winks= Oh my! You wanna do what? Please don’t tell my mother about this book!

Sweet Hell would likely come in at a 4 winks level. It’s hot, has several scenes of descriptive sex, but I don’t get into long discussions of human anatomy.  No one’s being stretched out on a rack in my book…not that there’s anything wrong with that! Wink! 

Who is your favorite romance author?

Hmm…right now I really love Syrie James. I haven’t read all her books yet, but I did read Nocturne and it was beautiful and sad and poignant. I think if there’s a book I wish I had written, that would be it.

What is your favorite romance book or series?

Definitely the Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon. Diana’s a goddess in my eyes! Such research, such knowledge and such a wonderful romance between her characters. Although the series is not just about kissing and cuddling, there’s a good amount in there too! And Jamie Fraser is so dishy with his tartans and long, red hair! Yum!

Who is your favorite romance character? If you could go on a date with that person, what would you do? Details please! *wink*

Oh, well, I think I gave myself away a second ago while gushing over Jamie Fraser from Outlander. He would be the one! He’d whisk me off to his Highland castle, lay me on his tartan before a roaring fireplace and…eat oatmeal with me!  WHAT?? He’s Scottish! We’d eat oatmeal, okay? LOL! (Well…maybe not the whole time…)

Boxers or Briefs?

Boxers. Fitted ones, preferably!

What is next for you?

My newest book The Selkie just got contracted and I’m so excited! I don’t have a release date at the time I’m writing this but hope to soon. Look for it on the Liquid Silver Books website. I had such a blast writing that book too. It’s about a sexy, immortal Selkie man…mythical shapeshifters from Scotland who are reputed for their love-making abilities!


What were your first impressions of each other?

Dionysus: Josie was a mess! A sexy one, though! Gods, she was covered in flour, wearing old sweats and working so hard in her bakery, my immortal head spun. Luckily, I could see under all that bakery sludge and noticed the fine ass under those sweats!

Josie: Dionysus! You never stop. (glares)

Dionysus: (pulls her to him) You know you love it.

Josie: (giggling) Okay, okay, I love it. Just don’t be so cocky in front of these nice people. (she removes his hand) When I first saw Dionysus in my bakery, I pegged him right away. A player. Always a new woman on his arm. No responsibilities in life. And he was my most annoying customer…(she smiles over at him) Luckily, he proved himself to be a lot more. He’s kind and protective and sexy (she bites her bottom lip while gazing at him)…sorry, what was I saying?

What are your favorite parts about each other?

Dionysus: Oh, that’s easy! Her boobs! No, her ass. (looks her up and down, one eyebrow cocked) Hang on, maybe her cat eyes…no, it’s gotta be that sexy, little belly. (grins) Of course, if we’re talking about heading south….

Josie: No heading south here, buster! (she grins over at him) It is hard to choose, though. I could pick his rock-hard abs or his long, dark waves. Maybe his knowing, brown eyes….nope, it’s gotta be his penis. It’s huge.

Dionysus: Josie! You shock me…good girl. I like that.

What’s next for you?

Dionysus: Babies, and lots of them. When we escaped from Hades, I promised Josie I’d give her the family she always wanted. I can’t wait to be a dad. And I told her I’d enjoy giving her every last one.

Josie: (blushes and smiles) Yup.

Sweet Hell is available through Liquid Silver Book at www.liquidsilverbooks.com

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BLURB/EXCERPT FOR SWEET HELL

Dionysus, Greek god of wine and theater, is the world’s original playboy. But lately, he has been restless, moody, and he knows something is wrong. His carefree and bacchanal lifestyle is starting to feel like one long string of meaningless, sexual escapades. Even worse, he is suddenly aroused by the idea of marriage. And to top it all off, Josie Marino, the mouthy, disheveled, and eternally annoying woman who serves him coffee at the local bakery, sets him on fire.

Josie, a Toronto baker of Italian heritage, is not looking for love or lust. Especially not with Dionysus Iros, the most aggravating, demanding customer she'd ever had to serve. With his rippling muscles and sexy, knowing eyes, he's obviously trouble with a capital T. Unfortunately, he's also the star of her every X-rated dream. She’s known players like Dionysus before, and one of them almost got the better of her. Josie determines she will not fall for his considerable physical charms, come hell or high water.

But Dionysus turns strangely protective when a sinister character arrives at Josie's bakery, and they can no longer deny their unwanted feelings for one another. They are forced to embark on a bizarre, sexually-charged journey to hell itself, which threatens to either change them for the better, or destroy them.

Excerpt:
There were usually two men Josie Marino had contact with at the ungodly hour of five in the morning. Not good contact. Certainly not sweaty, chest-heaving, “take me, take me” contact. And definitely not contact with Petter, the Norwegian male model who lived next door.
Nah. That would have been too perfect, wouldn’t it?
Instead, most mornings, Josie had to settle for haggling with her two least favorite men on the planet. Nelson Tate, the deliveryman from her most important supplier. And Dionysus Iros. Worst. Customer. Ever.
Because of the business, she just had to put up with Nelson. He’d been delivering dry goods to her family bakery for years. Had known her parents, schmoozed with her brothers, and basically enjoyed making life hell for her. Not that he was a vicious sort. He was just far too handsy for her liking.
In the case of Dionysus, he was just an early bird and a womanizer. And couldn’t function without the coffee she brewed first thing in the morning. Invariably, he was already waiting for her when she got to the bakery each day.
Oh, joy of joys.
Not that he was a horrible person either. He just intimidated her with his unearthly good looks. Men like him, not that most men came close to looking like him, rattled her. They were best kept at a distance.
Dionysus was so bloody perfect; Josie wanted to shake him to see if she could muss his seemingly unmussable hair. Most days, though, she just contented herself with a lot of grumbling in his presence. He unnerved her, with his sexy brown eyes and long, dark waves of hair any woman would die for. To say nothing of his body… No, it was best not to say anything about that smoking body at all. She couldn’t help hating him, just a little. No man should look so divine at dawn, when she felt about as put together as a cavewoman.
To makes things worse, the man acted as if he were a Greek god. His parents, in a tragic case of bad judgment, had even named him after one. It was no wonder he was so obnoxious.
On this morning, too, he was waiting at the door when she got there. Looking as if he’d just tumbled off the cover of GQ, and the birds weren’t even up yet. At least today he didn’t have a sleepy bimbo on his arm, like he often did.
“Mr. Iros,” Josie drawled, yawning, as she unlatched the bakery door. “You’re losing your touch. I haven’t seen you with a woman in, what, forty-eight hours?” She pushed ahead of him into the bakery, catching the scent of wine on him.
God, how much did the man drink? She was sure he dabbed a little bit of the stuff behind his ears, and splashed it on his face instead of aftershave.
On any other man, the strange cologne would have been a red flag. An indication he drank more than coffee in the morning. But on this man, it just smelled delicious. As if the scent were his pheromone, oozing out of every pore, inviting her to mate with him. In very dirty ways.
He chuckled, low and deep, and sauntered in after her as if he owned the place. Within seconds, he was seated at his usual spot at Josie’s counter. “Just be a good girl and fetch my coffee.” He lowered his shades and peered at her through sensuous dark eyes that should have been bloodshot at that time of the morning, but weren’t. “And don’t forget. Make it a tall, half-skinny, half-one percent, extra hot, two shots decaf, two shots regular latte with whip. And exactly…”
“I know, I know,” she interrupted. “One hundred fifty degrees. Has it ever been anything less, Your Highness?” She pasted on her sweetest of smiles and turned to prepare the elixir of the gods. She heard him huff as he flipped open the day’s newspaper.
“No need to call me that, Josie. ‘My Lord’ or ‘He From Whom All Good Things Come’ will do just fine.”
She reached for the one percent milk, and contemplated tossing in some heavy, artery-clogging cream just to soften up some of his sculpted muscles. A man with that kind of body had to be on some sort of special diet. With that brawny physique he must spend hours a day at the gym and ingest copious amounts of protein powders.
She snuck a peek at the bulges rippling under his sleeves, turning her head sharply when he grinned.
It was one thing to look like God’s gift to women. It was another thing to act like it.