The Seven Game: Hope Restored

The awesome Jennifer James tagged me for the 7 game, and I’m finally getting around to do it. The rules are simple:

Go to page 7 or 77 in your current WIP.
Go to line 7 Post on your blog the next 7 sentences or 7 lines—as they are!
Tag 7 people to do the same.

My current WIP is Hope Restored, Book 3 in Divine Temptation. Book 2, Life Reignited is coming out on September 3. All three books feature Amazon warriors as the heroines. Here are the seven from page seven. It is not for the under 18, so if you are, please do not continue.  The scene is as follows. Our heroine, Marta, is sitting on a bar stool, listening to our hero, Payton (who is actually the half-god Paean) playing the guitar.  The music actually healing her, as she’s pretty damaged (physically and emotionally).


She’d never felt so alive. So free, So amorous. Sex rolled off of him in waves, spicing the air. Others began squirming in their seats around her.

As the connection between them strengthened, the sweetness morphed into a burning need, that had her nipples tight and her clit throbbing. If she could touch herself to relieve the ache, she would. From the way he shifted on his seat, kept moving his guitar to cover his loins and his now-ink black stare drilled through her, she guessed he was feeling it to. When he finished his song, he lay his guitar on the back of the stage and headed into the audience.


Book 1,  Thirteen Nights is out.  Book 2, Life Reignited releases from Ellora’s Cave on September 3.



Back to Innocence (nah)

Originally posted on Darker Temptations:

Marilyn Monroe in Niagara

I must be truthful. My favorite decade of last century is the 60s because people broke rules, dreamed big, and lived for a better w0rld. But two of my blogger peeps did the 60s so well, I’ll take another tack.  I’ll pick the 50s. They felt rocking, full of hope and promise. But society was fraying at the edges, and they danced to keep it at bay.

The 50’s shows up as an innocent time, and there is an appeal to that. Music was fresh, TV was still a new medium (I still watch I Love Lucy and Mr. Ed Reruns), movies were breaking new boundaries (Rashomon, Streetcar Named Desire, All About Eve, Rebel Without A Cause, On the Waterfront, Forbidden Planet).  There was an honesty in its innocence, a faith in the world that is provides hope to everyone who can partake. It broke open in the 60s, with…

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Recipes and Minions: Mine and others

Originally posted on Darker Temptations:

I ruthlessly and unapologetically borrow recipes.  That means that most of my favorites are from somewhere else. But I do give credit. So I will share one easy summer cooler from me and several links from one of my favorite food/recipe website.

Mine:  Flavored Ice Cubes

There’s nothing really original here but one of my favorite summer coolers is fruit juice frozen in ice cube trays.   Pineapple, orange, grape, anything you like. You can even mix them. But grabbing one to suck on outside on when you are running around in the heat is a great way to cool off in the blaze of summer.


Overnight No-Cook Refrigerator Oatmeal

I discovered this when a friend shared it on facebook. Its steel cut oats, which I never get to eat in the summer because I don’t feel like cooking or eating a hot breakfast. Yogurt and fruit and a few…

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The End: Atavistic Were Finale

Sabrina Garie:

The finale of the Round Robin story. Come read it and tell us how you liked this experiment. And your thoughts on the secret.

Originally posted on Darker Temptations:

INTRO: Over the past next two weeks, we’re experimented with story telling. Marcella started a story. Viki added the middle and now I have to complete it.  We had not talked about our plans or compared notes on the characters or plotline.  I pick up from the end of part II.  To write the story in order, click the names above.

“And if I decide to help you, what’s in it for me?”

“Anguish. Pain. A few pot shots I imagine. You will not be welcome by many.” He swore a flicker of anguish flashed across her face before the steel returned. “But you will also find redemption, an end to the loneliness buried so deep in your bones it shows in the stiffness of your back, the tic that flares across your knuckles as you struggle to keep your claws inside, the howl you swallow in every breath.


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Story Part 2: Atavistic Were

Sabrina Garie:

Another awesome installment of the Darker Temptations Round Robin. Viki Lyn continues where Marcella Burnard left off. I’ll finish it up next week. On Thursday, Tina Christopher adds the next piece. Come join the story.

Originally posted on Darker Temptations:

Here is part two of Atavistic Were:

INTRO: These next two weeks, we’re experimenting. Marcella started a story. My fellow authors are going to further the story and then finally complete it. But no pressure. :D We have not talked about our plans or compared notes on the characters or plotline. This should be a surprise for all of us.

Starting from the ending of Part One (click here to read part 1):

“I don’t want your pity.”

“What do you want?”

“It is possible, if unlikely, that I am not the only legend walking around and taking on fur with the moon phases. If other prides have cast out their misfits and those misfits have survived, I’d like you to help me find them.”

Samuel scratched his injured cheek with the tip of his pen. How the hell was he supposed to search for mutant weres? This…

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Story Part the First: Atavistic Were

Sabrina Garie:

The bloggers at Darker Temptations have started a round robin. Marcella Burnard started the story, then each of us will continue. Come follow along. If you haven’t read Marcella’s Enemy Mine, I’d strongly recommend it. Here’s a peak at just a great writer she is.

Originally posted on Darker Temptations:

INTRO: These next two weeks, we’re experimenting. I’ve started a story. My fellow authors are going to further the story and then finally complete it. But no pressure. :D We have not talked about our plans or compared notes on the characters or plotline. This should be a surprise for all of us.

“Ms. Smith? I’m Samuel Talbridge, the reporter you asked for.”
The woman pacing the faded, thread-bare carpet of motel room he’d been given a key to, glanced at him. The impression of pale, tawny hair, long, muscular legs, broad shoulders and a prominent jaw line made him hesitate in the open doorway. But it was the intensity in her amber eyes that whispered ‘danger’.
“Come in, Mr. Talbridge. Close the door,” she said in a rich, mellow alto. “Who do you write for?”
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A World Turned Red: The Unbearable Burden of Superheroines

Sabrina Garie:

I’m over at Darker Temptations blogging about the at times unbearable burdens of super heroines. What do you think they are?

Originally posted on Darker Temptations:

Well, I must admit Wonder Woman and the Black Widow top my list of all-time favorite female superheroines. But since Viki and Tina had the same thought, I had to dig deeper, think wider and come up with another  With some reflection, I decided to twist the topic just a touch–to look at a particularly difficult yoke all super heroes carry.

Isolation. The aloneness of an outstretched hand that never meets another.

While heroes feel it, in heroines it can take a very physical reality.

Two heroines in particular:  Rogue and Red Sonja–both redheads.

Rogue, of X-men fame, drew me from the start. Her inability to touch another human directly without draining their power and the 120px-Rogueemotional toll it took on her encapsulated the soul-wrenching loneliness of the powerful, the special, the supremely gifted. No other heroine or hero ever captured that reality as well as she did…

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Six Things I Learned from Adopting a Rescue #Puppy #Dogs

About six weeks ago, I brought home the sweetest little puppy from an adoption event. Here she is. Legacy at about 10 weeks, 10 pounds, rescued from the streets in New Orleans. We adopted her for a lot of the reasons people do–companionship, love of dogs/animals, increase our family, get outside more, exercise more and just simply because we wanted one.

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To an extent, as expected I got all that as well as not enough sleep (puppy’s need time to sleep through the night), an empty wallet, and lots of training classes. But the real gains from that little girl who is growing faster than weeds (she’s now 22 pounds and climbing), I never expected.

Legacy 4 months

1.) A new neighborhood:  Because I am out walking around more and just outside more attached to an adorable bundle of energy, I find myself talking to and engaging more people–neighbors I’ve never met, streets I’ve never visited.  I’ve rediscovered my neighborhood.


2.) Reorganized family dynamics:  Add a puppy, you change the time allocation in a family.  But its been for the better. My daughter and I have something else to share, to take on walks, sometimes to fight over but that’s mother-daughter relations for you. Overall, its another center for the family. Something we are all responsible for, and whose antics and needs are unique to our family.

3.) A no-stress zone.  When I’m with the puppy, I have to be with the puppy. Outside, on walks, at play.  If that sounds forced, it is and it isn’t.  I hadn’t really thought through, not in precise detail anyway, how a puppy would reorganize my time. But I like it. I like have space to be outside, with work and other worries far, far, far away. I’m not writing as much as my life reshuffles around the new addition, but I’ve also let go of some of the anxiety that was starting to weave itself into my psyche from the writing–how many sales, reviews, etc.. Its been a chance to let go, unwind and reclaim the essential joy and satisfaction that came from sitting down and writing. Something that’s been missing lately as I’ve been caught up in the world of publishing and marketing.

 4.)Forced reflection on the quality, or lack thereof, my patience levels.  Having the puppy reminded me to bolster up my patience levels. I’d forgotten how much the little ones needed. I did it when I had my daughter, but as she grew, and began to rebel–well so much for the patience muscles I had toned when she was an infant and toddler.  The puppy forces me to rebuild those skills.

5.) Club membership.  Being a dog owner has put me in a brand spanking new club.  Dogs seems to automatically bond two people who may have nothing else in common. Got my dog owner card, carrying it proudly.

6. Acceptance.  When we first saw Legacy, she was gentle and calm. When we brought her home days later, she was a bundle of energy, racing around the house in manic puppy mode, with an aggressive streak we did not expect. She’s a mutt. Pittbull may be a part of her DNA. When we had met her, the poor thing had been getting over some kind of virus. That veneer of serenity a residue of the disease or the drugs used to heal her or (or both). We had to wrap our heads around the dog we got was not the dog we thought we picked.

But that’s the same with all new additions–they bloom into their real personality. She’s also smart, learns fast, and is incredibly sweet when she wants to be and does listen–when there are no distractions around. We’ll be in training for awhile but we love her, growls and teeth and all.

So, tell me about your puppy.  What have you learned from living with a dog?




The Sin Circus Last Week at 99 Cents: Come one Come all and grab a copy

The Sin Circus

The Sin Circus

Everyone remembers their first trip to the circus–the home of fantasy and dreams. Where the idea that anything is possible meets a creative reality of alluring tricks and amazing acts of defiance. The big top is known for inspiring lust, awe, and happy memories, and now you’ll see it like never before.

Some of today’s hottest romance authors combine the decadent memories of the center ring with all the flavors in erotic fiction in The Sin Circus. Whether it’s with a dominating Ringmaster, a lion tamer’s bratty kittens, or a dark Harlequin King, this show is sure to shock the audience with its dazzling dares and tantalizing tales.

Dark Surrender by Rachel Firasek
He stole her control, but she hasn’t completely surrendered her heart…yet.

Claimed by the Blade by Mina Carter
He’s waited years to claim her. Tonight, she’s all out of excuses…

Ring of Fire by Lacey Wolfe
The Ringmaster must figure out his feelings before his ballerina goes up in flames…

Unmasking Her Dom by Jennifer James
Tormented by touch, the King of the Harlequin resolves to release his bratty sub before she strips away the last barriers between them, and discovers his secret shame.

The Bratty Lioness Tamer by April Angel
Two sexy female lovers. A new master ready to tame them. And the performance they’ll never forget.

Sweet & Sticky by Sabrina Garie
Recipe for forever: Mix a flailing writer with a down-on-his-luck agent, toss in a pound of cotton candy and an empty bleacher. Let simmer.

Twice the Pleasure by Georgina DeBurca
As the bindings unravel, two brothers race to save the woman who has captured their hearts.

With the Greatest of Ease by Anne Lange
He traded a trapeze and the catch of a lifetime for a life in a courtroom. Now he’ll share her, to catch her, one last time.


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Z is for Zenobia, Queen of Palmyra #AtoZChallenge

Zenobia, Warrior Queen, ruled the Palmyrene Empire in Syria during the third century.  She took over governance after her husband and his son from his first wife were assassinated in 267. The remaining heir was one year old so Zenobia ruled in his stead.  In her husband’s memory and for her son’s future, she expanded Palmyrene empire into Egypt and Anatolia, which is modern Turkey.  After a five year rule in Egypt, the Roman Emperor Aurelian defeated her and took her hostage. She is depicted in chains below as she looks over the City of Rome.
Herbert Schmalz-Zenobia

What happened to Zenobia once she arrived in Rome is not clear.  Some stories have her dying soon after her arrival, be it from her own hand through a hunger strike or a beheading by the Romans.  Other stories have Aurelian impressed by her, and thus gifted her freedom and a villa in Tivoli.

Just for fun for  Conan the Barbarian fans out there. Zenobia is the name of  slave girl who frees Conan and becomes his queen in the Robert E. Howard books.

I hope you enjoyed the A to Z challenge. This is the last post for that event. I’ll be back blogging about sexy books, woman’s empowerment, and the sweet challenges of motherhood. Come chat.