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Sunday, 28 February 2016

#WeWriWa Lost Time Teaser 9 #8Sunday #timetravel

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Here's another 10 from one of my old favourites, Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) Skipping ahead a bit, Hannah has arrived in Llandeilo (Wales) and purchases a bus ticket to Swansea after overcoming yet another language barrier with the ticket agent who then kicks her out of the bus depot, two hours before the bus is due in...

“What am I going to do? Wait outside?” And, as if things couldn’t be any worse, it began to piss rain.  

The lady pointed to the pub down the street where some sketchy-looking men milled around out front, in the mounting fog. “Perhaps you could go enjoy a cuppa,” she suggested.   

“I can’t…” Hannah paused when she heard the glass door lock behind her, the lights inside darkening. 

“Oh, this is a magical trip. It just keeps getting better and better,” she complained to herself as the rain took on a steady beat.

She looked down the street. Maybe she could get a cup of coffee in one of the establishments, she thought, but changed her mind when she realised the shadows down by the pub seemed to be moving in her direction. 
 
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Sunday, 14 February 2016

#WeWriWa Lost Time - Teaser 7 #8Sunday #timetravel

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Here's another 10 from one of my old favourites, Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) Skipping ahead a bit, Hannah is on a bus on the second leg of her UK holiday, headed for Wales. Her dream vacation is slowly turning into a nightmare...

Someone tapped her shoulder.  

She must have dozed off, she realised. She thought he’d spoken to her in Welsh, which she didn’t understand. It was such a guttural-sounding language. 

“Pardon, I’m sorry, can you speak English?"

He grinned and spoke slowly. “This is the last bus tonight. This is as far as it goes.” 

“Did I miss my stop?” She had a sinking feeling. 

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Sunday, 7 February 2016

#WeWriWa Lost Time Teaser 6 #timetravel #8Sunday

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Here's another 9 from one of my old favourites, Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) When we left Hannah, she was cursing her friend who'd stood her up...

Hannah had boarded the plane headed for Heathrow with raw excitement humming through her. But after a week of sightseeing all by herself, she was second-guessing her decision. Vacations weren’t meant to be experienced alone. 

She’d seen the Tower of London and Big Ben. One day, she had taken a bus tour of castles, including Windsor—on the next day, she saw cathedrals and abbeys. Another one she had spent shopping, buying touristy trinkets and a T-shirt that read Kiss Me, I’m Scottish, which she had every intention of wearing for that leg of the trip. 

She had also spent a day on the Internet, trying to locate the house that her mum had grown up in. When she found it, she had called a taxi and told the driver the street address, but when he took her there, the house had been torn down. So Hannah had taken a picture of the street sign and sadly returned to her hotel room.

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Sunday, 31 January 2016

#WeWriWa Teaser 5 - Lost Time #timetravel #8Sunday

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Here's another 10 from one of my old favourites,  Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) When we left Hannah, she was cursing her friend who'd stood her up...
 
The cell went quiet and Hannah resisted the urge to spike the damn thing on the floor. She spent the next thirty minutes panicking and pacing, trying to convince herself not to go back home.  

You’ve come this far. Everything you’ve dreamt about is only a plane ticket and an ocean away.  

She was insane to travel unaccompanied. Not only the danger, but what fun would it be to sightsee and bar-hop on her own?  She was just asking for trouble. Right?

Damn it, she argued, she’d scrimped and saved and budgeted for so long and she’d already spent the money. This was her dream. 

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Sunday, 24 January 2016

#WeWriWa Lost Time - Teaser 4 #timetravel #8Sunday

Here's another 10 from one of my old favourites,  Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) When we left Hannah, she was cursing her friend who'd stood her up...
 
“And you can’t meet me why?” Hannah asked a little too loudly, causing other waiting passengers to look in her direction. 

“Because I don’t want to leave him now,” she whined, as if that should explain it all.  

“But you can spend the rest of your life with good old Paul after we get back. Cassie, we’ve planned this trip for seven freakin’ years, and I’m standing in the airport all by myself waiting for—” 

“Oh, I knew you’d understand, Hannah. You’re the best. I’ll see you when you get back and you can tell me all about the Gerards that you shagged without me. Send me a postcard from Ireland. I’ll make this up to you, Hannie, I promise, ’kay? Love you, bye-bye.” 

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Sunday, 17 January 2016

#WeWriWa Lost Time - Teaser 3 #timetravel #8Sunday

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Here's another 10 from one of my old favourites,  Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) When we left Hannah, she was on a bus headed for Wales cursing her friend who stood her up...

“What do you mean you’re not coming?” Hannah had asked through clenched teeth.

“Paul proposed last night!” Cassie'd gushed. “Isn’t that the best news ever, Hannah?”


Hannah might have been happy for her at any other time, or if she hadn’t thought Paul was a complete dick and had only asked Cassie this life-altering question the night before the big trip because he didn’t want Cassie to go off without him…even though it had been planned long before he’d even met her. But, as much as Hannah disliked Paul as a person, she secretly envied what Cassie had with him. She wanted that for herself—someone to share her life with, someone to love and who loved her in return. Though she’d never had much luck with men or relationships. Guys only wanted one thing, and it wasn’t her heart.
 


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Sunday, 10 January 2016

#WeWriWa Lost Time - Teaser 2 #timetravel #8Sunday

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Here's another 10 from one of my old favourites,  Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) When we left Hannah, she was on a bus headed for Wales cursing her friend who stood her up...

Excerpt:

Hannah had read everything she could get her greedy little hands on, whether it be a history book or a historical romance novel or the old books her mum had brought over. She’d always been enamoured with anything English—the monarchy, the castles, and the history— while Scotland and Ireland held their own share of legend and lore that lured her imagination. Her mother had made everything sound so romantic, and now that her mum was gone, Hannah needed to see where her mother had come from.  

The plan had always been to see the UK with her mum, but when her mother got sick, everything had changed. But she had made Hannah promise that she would still take the trip.

That was when her best friend Cassie had stepped in to take her mother’s place. And it hadn’t hurt that Cassie had just seen 300, starring Gerard Butler. After that, Cass was convinced that every other guy in the UK might possibly look like Gerard, and she was all in.  

At least Hannah'd thought she was all in. But as she’d stood in line at the airport, with images of old stone castles and moors in bloom, rowdy pubs and Stonehenge running through her overly-excited mind, waiting for her BFF to show, the last thing she’d expected was for her cell phone ring and have her FBFF—former best friend forever—abandon her. Although Cassie had attempted to apologise enthusiastically, it would be a cold day when Hannah accepted it.  



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Sunday, 3 January 2016

#WeWriWa Lost Time #timetravel #8Sunday



I'd like to wish you all a Happy, Healthy and Prosperous New Year. Being a new year, I was hoping to share something new but my something new doesn't come out until later this month and is still in the editing stage. So I thought I'd share some teasers from an oldie but goodie and one of my personal favourites, a snip from Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013)

Excerpt:

Hannah Keys rode sleepily on a bus headed for Wales. She was alone, thanks to her friend Cassidy who’d flaked on her at the last possible moment. Hannah and Cassie had been planning this trip to the UK for years—a month in England, Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland, a week for each.  

Twenty-four years old, Hannah—a Canadian girl raised by her transplanted English mother—used to sit and listen for hours as her mum told stories of growing up in London, of the family she’d left behind, including Hannah’s father. His death had been the catalyst that had sent her mum fleeing to different shores before Hannah was born, to get away from the memories that were far too painful. Her mum had talked of friends from school, the beautiful countryside, of haunted castles and the amazing architecture that stood the test of time. 



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Sunday, 27 December 2015

#WeWriWa Mistle Tow - Teaser 3 #8Sunday #holidayread



This Sunday, I'm sharing another snippet from newly released Mistle Tow.




Brant took one last sip of his coffee in time to hear the unmistakable rumble of a large truck pull up outside, followed by the obnoxious warning back-up beeper that tow trucks were mandated to employ these days.
  
Placing his cup on the counter, he took a deep calming breath and hurried over to the door separating the house from the garage.  

Hesitating, he stood there with his hand on the doorknob.  

“Are you sure about this?” he asked himself for the hundredth time. He’d struggled with this decision for months now. Even after he’d made it and taken the steps to follow through, putting his girl up on the auction block was one of the hardest decisions he’d ever had to make. But it was time to move on. She brought back too many memories he needed to put behind him.



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The last thing Brantley Holley wants to do this year, is spend the holidays at home with his family.

In an attempt to move on from his failed marriage, Brant places the marital home on the market and also decides to clean house, ridding himself of any and all reminders. Although it wrecks him to do so, that includes selling his beloved ’66 Chevelle, which may also have contributed to the demise of his marriage.

Brant puts his baby up on the auction block at one of the premier auction houses— the auction to be held over the holidays. But instead of racking up needless extra miles on her, which might be a detriment to potential buyers, he hires a flatbed tow truck to convey his precious cargo from Philadelphia to Arizona.

But when the rollback shows up, Brant is totally unprepared for the sexy blonde bombshell in the red Santa hat, who steps out of the massive red tow truck.

All of a sudden the holidays are looking a whole lot more festive.




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Sunday, 20 December 2015

#WeWriWa Mistle Tow - #8Sunday Teaser 2 #holidayread




This Sunday, I'm sharing another snippet from newly released Mistle Tow. When we left Brant last week, he'd just hopped behind the wheel of his beloved '66 Chevelle...




 Brant pressed the accelerator and gave it a couple of quick shots of the gas pedal, enjoying the sound of the guttural revs. “Man you sound pretty, baby. I’m sure gonna miss this.” Covetously, he ran his fingertips over the black dash pad, polished to the nines. 

On the spur of the moment, he hit the remote tucked in the visor above his head. Automatically the garage door began to rise. He popped the car in gear and slowly drove outside. Normally he wouldn’t even consider driving his car at this time of the year. Since his Chelle had come under his tender care, she'd never been winter driven.  

Brant eased out onto the road, dumped the clutch and squealed the tires the entire length of the quiet neighbourhood street.


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The last thing Brantley Holley wants to do this year, is spend the holidays at home with his family.

In an attempt to move on from his failed marriage, Brant places the marital home on the market and also decides to clean house, ridding himself of any and all reminders. Although it wrecks him to do so, that includes selling his beloved ’66 Chevelle, which may also have contributed to the demise of his marriage.

Brant puts his baby up on the auction block at one of the premier auction houses— the auction to be held over the holidays. But instead of racking up needless extra miles on her, which might be a detriment to potential buyers, he hires a flatbed tow truck to convey his precious cargo from Philadelphia to Arizona.

But when the rollback shows up, Brant is totally unprepared for the sexy blonde bombshell in the red Santa hat, who steps out of the massive red tow truck.

All of a sudden the holidays are looking a whole lot more festive.




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Sunday, 13 December 2015

#WeWriWa Mistle Tow - #8Sunday Teaser 1



grinch emoticon Switching gears once again  and attempting to get into a holiday frame of mind— which isn't easy, here in Ontario with no snow yet and not a flake in the forecast, ☃️ it's shaping up to be a green Christmas even here in the great white north—This Sunday, I'm sharing a snippet from Mistle Tow, releasing this week.



Brant Holley wiped down the hood of his precious ‘66 Chevelle. The glossy black finish gleamed even under the dull fluorescent lights in the garage.

Off in the distance, in the house, the phone rang, but he made no attempt to get it. Eventually, the answering machine picked up.

“Brant? It’s Mom. Are you there? I thought I’d try one last time. I’m really hoping you reconsider joining us for Christmas dinner.”

Brant hopped in the car and cranked the engine, blocking his mother and everything else out.

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The last thing Brantley Holley wants to do this year, is spend the holidays at home with his family.

In an attempt to move on from his failed marriage, Brant places the marital home on the market and also decides to clean house, ridding himself of any and all reminders. Although it wrecks him to do so, that includes selling his beloved ’66 Chevelle, which may also have contributed to the demise of his marriage.

Brant puts his baby up on the auction block at one of the premier auction houses— the auction to be held over the holidays. But instead of racking up needless extra miles on her, which might be a detriment to potential buyers, he hires a flatbed tow truck to convey his precious cargo from Philadelphia to Arizona.

But when the rollback shows up, Brant is totally unprepared for the sexy blonde bombshell in the red Santa hat, who steps out of the massive red tow truck.

All of a sudden the holidays are looking a whole lot more festive.


Hope you enjoyed the tease from Mistle Tow, out this Wednesday December 16th. Hop on over to WWW central for this week's list of Weekend Writing Warriors participants. 

Sunday, 6 December 2015

#WeWriWa Teaser 5 - Lustful Possession #8Sunday #PNR


 
For the last few weeks I've been sharing extracts from the Lustful Possession Mini Series. In this snip, Neve is trapped and fighting for her life in the crumbled ruins of Cairnnon Castle. Here's what happens next... 
 
The pain is immense. Like nothing I've ever endured in my life.

Oh, God, please! I implore wordlessly. I cannot speak, scream, moan. 

My eyes are shut. But beyond me, is bright, so much so that I detect it through my closed eyelids. I try to open them, but none of my faculties seem to function. I am heavy. My lungs are burning.




Travel through time in this paranormal erotic romance mini series where key players must unravel the mystery of O’Cairnnon Castle in order to save the lives of two innocents caught in a demon’s whirl of manipulation. 

7 stories…
 
7 main players…
 
1 mysterious and legendary haunted place, Cairnnon Castle, home to one of the most evil entities ever documented, Bás a thagann, loosely translated—death comes…and its history will mesmerize and beckon you to step through its doors….

Dare ta enter?
 


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Sunday, 29 November 2015

#WeWriWa Lustful Possession - Teaser 4 #8Sunday #PNR


Last week I shared a snip from the Lustful Possession Mini Series—Cairnnon Castle was crumbling. Here's what happens next...

The earth under me quakes. The sky above me falls. It rains down on me. Pain explodes inside my head. My ribs break. I am crushed. 

A deafening rumble offends my ears. My body is tossed and crumpled, battered by debris. It goes on for an eternity.

And then...

Silence. Stillness.





Travel through time in this paranormal erotic romance mini series where key players must unravel the mystery of O’Cairnnon Castle in order to save the lives of two innocents caught in a demon’s whirl of manipulation. 

7 stories…
 
7 main players…
 
1 mysterious and legendary haunted place, Cairnnon Castle, home to one of the most evil entities ever documented, Bás a thagann, loosely translated—death comes…and its history will mesmerize and beckon you to step through its doors….

Dare ta enter?
MuseItHot     Amazon

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Sunday, 1 November 2015

#WeWriWa Teaser 9 Naughty Fairy Tale - Jack and the Jean Stock #8Sunday



Here's the next 10 from Jack and the Jean Stock. Last week, we left poor Jack holding the goods when an overly touchy feely cop showed up on scene. Here's what happens next...

The cop reached into Jack’s pocket and retrieved the drugs. 

“Not again. I told you to stay the fuck away from here.”

“I know, but she needs them, man. Give me a break … please?”

“I cut you a break the last time. And the time before that. I can’t keep doin’ this, Jack.”

The click of the cuff and the touch of cold steel on his wrist sent Jack’s hopes dwindling. He’d run out of luck.



Blurb:


Strapped for cash and drowning in his ailing mother’s medical debt, the one bright spark in Jack Castor’s life is working his dream job for a specialty clothing manufacturer that caters to large men. Although his personal life is all but nonexistent, career-wise, he thrives under the tutelage of his friend and father-like mentor, Cronus Gigandet, a gigantic man with a heart to match. But when Cronus dies suddenly, the company’s future is thrown into uncertainty.

Titan Gigandet, Cronus’ wayward son, a giant of a man in his own right, is furious when he learns his father has included his upstart protégé, Jack, in his will, leaving him equal shares in the family-run factory. Reluctantly, Titan rescinds his own self-imposed exile and returns to a company in turmoil.
 
The gloves come off, and the major players fight for control. With the shareholder’s agreement about to run out, decisions concerning the business need to be made, and quick. But Jack and Titan clash at every turn. The pair is so at odds, the quarrels rapidly become physical, but fists soon give way to angry, forbidden kisses. Though the blazing new attraction does nothing to quell the antagonism or distrust between them.
 
While battling to save the company, Jack’s mother takes a turn for the worse. Just when it seems like all hope is lost, Titan unearths a stunning find.
 
Could this new discovery be Jack’s ‘golden goose’ or just the beginning of the end to everything Jack holds dear?


  
Amazon      Evernight


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Sunday, 25 October 2015

#WeWriWa Teaser 8 - Naughty Fairy Tale #8sunday Jack and the Jean Stock



Here's the next 9 from Jack and the Jean Stock. Last week, we left poor Jack holding the goods when an overly touchy feely cop showed up on scene. Here's what happens next...

With his muscular frame, the lawman pressed Jack up against the wall, coaxing his palms flat against the cool brick. “Keep ‘em up there.”

With his shiny black boot, Tabart kicked his stance wider. “Spread ‘em.”

All hands once again, Rick unzipped Jack’s coat and continued to frisk him, molding his strong hands over Jack’s chest.
 
“Mm, been workin’ out, Jackie?”

But just as he was about to reply, Rick ran the heel of his hand down the length of Jack’s dick, still at half mast from the first overlyfriendly body search. Rick then pressed his body to Jack’s and rubbed his own hardened cock against his ass.

A noise farther up the alley had Rick pulling back.



Blurb:


Strapped for cash and drowning in his ailing mother’s medical debt, the one bright spark in Jack Castor’s life is working his dream job for a specialty clothing manufacturer that caters to large men. Although his personal life is all but nonexistent, career-wise, he thrives under the tutelage of his friend and father-like mentor, Cronus Gigandet, a gigantic man with a heart to match. But when Cronus dies suddenly, the company’s future is thrown into uncertainty.

Titan Gigandet, Cronus’ wayward son, a giant of a man in his own right, is furious when he learns his father has included his upstart protégé, Jack, in his will, leaving him equal shares in the family-run factory. Reluctantly, Titan rescinds his own self-imposed exile and returns to a company in turmoil.
 
The gloves come off, and the major players fight for control. With the shareholder’s agreement about to run out, decisions concerning the business need to be made, and quick. But Jack and Titan clash at every turn. The pair is so at odds, the quarrels rapidly become physical, but fists soon give way to angry, forbidden kisses. Though the blazing new attraction does nothing to quell the antagonism or distrust between them.
 
While battling to save the company, Jack’s mother takes a turn for the worse. Just when it seems like all hope is lost, Titan unearths a stunning find.
 
Could this new discovery be Jack’s ‘golden goose’ or just the beginning of the end to everything Jack holds dear?


  
Amazon      Evernight


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