My fabulous brand new cover!!!!

A Siren's Romance 

coming soon in October

More updates to come

A Siren's Romance!

A Siren's Romance has been accepted by Secret Cravings Publishing!!!!!

YAY!

It's the sequel to A Siren's Revenge and I'm very excited about this one. Annabelle and Aaron's story will be fabulous.

It's going to be available around October. I'll continue to post updates.

If you haven't had a chance to read the the first one, A Siren's Revenge you can pick up a copy on Amazon or Barnes and Nobles

 

 

 

In the late 1880’s, Grace’s sixteenth birthday was the most traumatic night of her life. Her mother had revealed a dark secret that ultimately killed her and everyone in her town. Only Grace and her two friends escaped the same fate. The secret: she was a siren. The murderer was her father.

 

Grace vowed to avenge all who died that horrible night. But before she killed her father she discovered he’d bore another child, a son. A son, who grew up to be an almost unstoppable sorcerer and would continue the cycle of revenge for his father.

 

 

 

New Release!!!

My new release with Secret Cravings Publishing

A Siren's Revenge is now available

blurb

In the late 1880’s, Grace’s sixteenth birthday was the most traumatic night of her life. Her mother had revealed a dark secret that ultimately killed her and everyone in her town. Only Grace and her two friends escaped the same fate. The secret, she was a siren. The murderer was her father.
 
Grace vowed to avenge all who died that horrible night. But before she killed her father she discovered he’d bore another child, a son. A son, who grew up to be an almost unstoppable sorcerer and would continue the cycle of revenge for his father.

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Demon Protector is out!!!!!

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Here is an excerpt from Demon Protector

The man got up from his seated position and moved quickly out of sight, seeming to simply vanish. Scarlet took a deep breath, then another, and gradually relaxed. The minute that she felt calm, the blue mist disappeared.
 
“Well,” she said aloud to the night air, “that was a neat trick.”
Suddenly, the man reappeared and grabbed her arm. Alarm engulfed her, and so did the blue mist. But, since the man had grabbed her arm, she was now trapped inside the mist with him!
 
“Please don’t hurt me. If you do, I’ll…I’ll stab you!” Scarlet told her assailant, as she frantically patted the pockets of her pants in search of something sharp.
“Hurt you?” He chuckled. “Mon chaton féroce, I have just saved you. Why would I hurt you?”
“Well, because you are in my bubble of mist. And…and…” She stared at him in sudden recognition. “You’re Mr. Coffee!”
 
“Ma chérie, is that what you call me?” He sounded amused. “Please take down your shield so that we can get out of here. More may be coming!”
“More? More what? Who are you? What do you want? What makes you think I am doing this?” she demanded, holding out her hands.
 
“Because you are doing it. I’ll explain when we are safe. Now relax and let the shield down.”
Relax? She realized that that was when the mist had disappeared—when she relaxed. Holy hell! But how could she relax? A drop-dead gorgeous man was standing in a ball of blue haze with her. The black T-shirt that had so perfectly sculpted to his body at the coffee shop was ripped, and his jeans…well, she’d like to rip them as well, to look at those thigh muscles. How had she not noticed the size of his biceps before now? Or the size of his chest? Or the size of his—
 
“Hey! Hello?” Mr. Coffee waved his hand in front of her face.
She could feel the heat radiating from his body. They were so close that she could have just leaned forward and licked him. His face was shadowed with a little stubble and his dark features were sexy. His green eyes were even more beautiful up close, and his dark, buzzed hair made her want to reach out and feel it. She struggled to remember why she had been so afraid to say hello to him.
 
Lord have mercy, she was a sucker for an accent, too—and she’d hit the jackpot with this one. French, the language of love. She nearly came in her pants when he started speaking to her. Maybe that was why he drank French vanilla. She’d have to find out what he had called her. It better not turn out to have been something nasty!
 
He had scratches on his face, probably from the fight he’d just had with the shoe-loving freaks. How dare they mess up the beautiful man’s face! His body was that of a sex god. Six months wasted. Those broad shoulders were meant to be clung to as he fucked whoever up against the wall…
What the hell was she thinking? He was still a stranger. No fucking the man who is trying to take you. 

God, I miss sex.
 
She tried to rein in her renegade thoughts. Jesus Christ, focus, woman!
“Scarlet, we don’t have all night. Drop the shield,” he said again, sounding aggravated.
“How the fuck do you know my name?” she yelped.
“You kiss your mother with that mouth? I’ll tell you later, ma chéri.”
 
She let out a frustrated breath. Her stomach felt normal. No waves of nausea, no fluttering. Things felt safe—sort of. Her breathing slowed, and she closed her eyes. Breathe in…breathe out…
Finally, the swirling mist vanished and he grasped her arm. “Come on,” he said.
His French accent made her putty in his hands, and she followed like an obedient puppy. Damn that accent and damn his gorgeous body.

I have a new COVER!

I have a new cover for Demon Protector.  Check it out everyone!!

And the winner is......

Kristina's Books & More

Congratulations!!!

 

 

Thank you so much for your comments and thank you all for participating in the Halloween blog hop!!!

see you on the next hop.

Have a happy Halloween!!!!

It's time for the HALLOWEEN BLOG HOP!

Looking for a trick or a sexy treat to get blood pumping? Then welcome to the Halloween Blog Hop.

Starting today, October 26 through 29th, there are tons of authors giving away some  treats for your ghoulish pleasure.

Make sure to stop by the others to win some goodies.

Halloween Blog Hop

During this spooktacular time I will be giving away a pdf copy of A Vampire For Halloween to one lucky vic... I mean winner.

Alexis is obsessed with Halloween. With her house decked out to the nines no one could possibly disagree. Ghosts and vampires sway against her walls while a scarecrow guards her front yard. Alexis, however has no one to guard her subconscious and is pleasurably invaded by a dark, sexy and mysterious man night after night.

Luke Ellis is a 472 year old vampire who is madly in love with Alexis. He invades her dreams, knowing it’s the only way he can be with her, until he gets the brilliant idea to invite her to his annual Halloween party.

Alexis has heard rumors about the wild parties held at the Ellis mansion and couldn’t wait to attend. What she doesn’t know is her mysterious man is also there… waiting. Will she have a real life encounter with her fantasy man or will her dreams turn into a nightmare?

So leave me a comment and a winner will be announced on October 30th!

Happy Halloween!!

Halloween blog hop!! Stay tuned!

On October 26th through the 29th I will be participating in an awesome blog hop with hundreds of great authors!

 So mark your calenders for the big hop and score tons of 
treats and possibly some tricks. 

I will be giving away a pdf copy of my new release A Vampire For Halloween to a hauntingly lucky winner.  

    

Available October 1st

Alexis is obsessed with Halloween. With her house decked out to the nines no one could possibly disagree. Ghosts and vampires sway against her walls while a scarecrow guards her front yard. Alexis, however has no one to guard her subconscious and is pleasurably invaded by a dark, sexy and mysterious man night after night.
 

Luke Ellis is a 472 year old vampire who is madly in love with Alexis. He invades her dreams, knowing it’s the only way he can be with her, until he gets the brilliant idea to invite her to his annual Halloween party.
 

Alexis has heard rumors about the wild parties held at the Ellis mansion and couldn’t wait to attend. What she doesn’t know is her mysterious man is also there… waiting. Will she have a real life encounter with her fantasy man or will her dreams turn into a nightmare?

Available at Secret Cravings Publishing on October 1st.
 Trick-or- Treat with a delicious sexy story this Halloween.
buy here

Coming Soon!!!

Coming Soon!

A Vampire For Halloween

Published by Secret Cravings

Cover Art

Cover art for A Siren's Revenge. Coming to Bradley Publishing. Look for it soon in September!

Signed and scanned!

A Siren's Revenge has a home with Bradley Publishing. YAY!!!!  My latest paranormal/fantasy story will be released around September. I will keep everyone posted with details. A Siren's Revenge, when a young girl turns sixteen, it's anything but a happy birthday.

And the winner is...

And the winner is...

SHADOW!!!

Congratulations!

A copy of Hotel Sinn is on it's way to you.  Hope everyone had a great Easter and a fun time with the blog hop. A big thanks to Drea for putting it all together. 

Contest for Easter Blog Hop

Contest 

Easter Blog Hop

 Want to add something delicious to your Easter basket? 

No, it's not candy, but a PDF copy of HOTEL SINN. 

I will be having a contest from April 6th to April 8th 

Winners will be announced on Monday April 9th

For a chance to win just leave me a comment and your email 

Hop around the rest of the blogs

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Hotel Sinn. She attended in hopes of reuniting with the dangerously sexy man who’d invited her. However, Anastasia would soon find out that having a one night stand would turn into something permanent in more ways then one.
Victore, a vampire, was sent out by the master to complete a task for the one hundred years ritual. But when he set eyes upon Anastasia, she had intrigued him and he was unable to resist temptation. After a night of pleasure Victore hid Anastasia in his suite only to be betrayed by a fellow vampire.
Now Victore and Anastasia are trapped, in an inescapable place, where anything can happen.

Excerpt for Demon Protector

Action and adventure, love and romance all in one story.

Here's an excerpt from my current release Demon Protector from Bradley
Publishing

“Please don’t hurt me. If you do, I’ll…I’ll stab you!”
Scarlet told her assailant,as she frantically patted
the pockets of her pants in search of something sharp.

“Hurt you?” He chuckled."Mon chaton féroce, I have just saved you.
Why would I hurt you?”

“Well, because you are in my bubble of mist. And ... And...”
She stared at him in sudden recognition. “You're Mr. Coffee!"

"Is that what you call me?” He sounded amused.
“Please take down your shield so that we can get out of here.
More may be coming!”

“More? More what? Who are you? What do you want?
What makes you think I am doing this?” she demanded, holding out her hands.

“Because you are doing it. I’ll explain when we are safe.
Now relax and let the shield down.”

Relax? She realized that that was when the mist had
disappeared – when she relaxed.
Holy hell! But how could she relax?
A drop-dead gorgeous man was standing in a ball of blue haze
with her. The black T-shirt that had been so perfectly sculpted to his body at the coffee shop was ripped, and
his jeans... Well, she’d like to rip them, as well, and look at those
thigh muscles. How had she not noticed the size of his biceps before
now? Or the size of his chest? Or the size of his—

"Hey! Hello?" Mr. Coffee waved his hand in front of her face.

She could feel the heat radiating from his body.
They were so close that she could have just leaned
forward and licked him. His face was shadowed
with a little stubble, and his dark features looked sexy.
His green eyes were even more beautiful up close, and
his dark hair made her want to reach out and feel his
buzzed hair. She struggled to remember why she had been so
afraid to say hello to him.

Lord have mercy, she was a sucker for an accent, too, and
she’d hit the jackpot with this one.
French, the language of love. She nearly came in her pants when
he started speaking to her. Maybe that was why
he drank French Vanilla.

She’d have to find out what he had called her.
It better not turn out to have been something nasty! He had
scratches on his face, probably from the fight he’d just had with
the shoe-loving freaks. How dare they mess up
the beautiful man’s face? His body looked like that of a sex god.
Six months wasted.

Those broad shoulders were meant to be clung to as
he fucked whoever up against the wall... What the hell
was she thinking? He was still a stranger.
No fucking the man who is trying to take you.
God, I miss sex... She tried to rein in her renegade thoughts.
Jesus Christ, get focused, woman!

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 Amazon  or Barnes and Nobles

New Release!

Scarlet was a normal, shy, woman until the day her world is turned upside down. Rescued by her dream man, she soon learns he's more than just human, and so is she.

Bo, an ex demon soldier, who once fought for the evil leader, Ryu, has been tasked with protecting Scarlet. After a few days of watching her, he instantly became fascinated. As the battle looms ahead to destroy his former leader, he's got to decide what he wants more- revenge, or the powerful witch who's captivated him?


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New Release!!!! Far From The Usual By Avril Ashton

A TASTY BLURB

He’s her ex’s brother, yet Arden Windham aches to be in Cam Mercer’s arms. The man is rude and obnoxious, his blue eyes cold and unfeeling, but he makes her body melt. Being with ex-con Cam is nowhere in her plans, not if she wants the affection she’s worked so hard to gain from her overbearing father. Still, Cam’s touch is unlike anything she’s ever felt and Arden finds herself having to choose between her wants and her needs.

Cameron Mercer is his family’s black sheep, a man apart. For six months he watched Arden waste her time with his twin and now she’s free, he’s not waiting another minute. He’s on a campaign to get her off the tight rope she’s been walking. There’s a rebel behind that smooth façade and he’s on a mission to set Arden free. Too bad she insists on putting up a fight.

AND IF THAT'S NOT ENOUGH 

 

Excerpt

“All done, Mr. Mercer?”

“Yeah, you’re good to go.” He held her gaze, heating her skin under all that ice as he quoted his price.

“Great.” She broke eye contact and fumbled with her purse. “I assume cash is acceptable?” At his curt nod she counted out the appropriate amount plus a nice tip and handed it over. “Thank you for your prompt service.”

He stared at her then flipped his gaze to the money in her hand and backed away without taking it.

“What the hell?” Arden scrambled out of the car, cursing those damned heels as they sank into the soft ground. Rain pelted her in the face as she yelled after Cam. “What the fuck is your problem?”

He ignored her and she kicked off her heels and raced after him. Grabbing his arm, she tugged.

“What the hell is your problem with me, Mr. Mercer?” She brushed wet hair from her eyes and glared up at him. “Did I kill your puppy or something?”

He shrugged and her gaze darted to those shoulders.

Briefly.

“I don’t like you,” he said.

What? Arden gaped up at him. She would never cop to how her chest felt like he’d sliced her open. “Everybody likes me.”

He laughed in her face. “You’re a spoiled, entitled rich kid.”

Where the hell did he get off? “You don’t know me.” She poked him in the chest. “You don’t know shit about me, so you have no right to judge me.”

Water dripped from his hood and down his chin. “My brother knew, right? And it seems he had enough of you.”

“Motherfucker!” She lifted her hand to punch him in the freaking nose, but Cam grabbed her wrists. She fought him, kicking at his shins.

“Get your hands off me, you son of a bitch.”

He lifted her off her feet and brought her down on the hood of his truck. Arden struggled as he grabbed her nape and brought their heads close.

“Does daddy know how dirty his little girl’s mouth is?” His lips brushed her ear and Arden shivered.

Damn. She struggled harder but his vice grip held her immobile. Rain poured, wetting her tight white dress, molding it to her skin.

“Did my brother get any of those dirty words or are they all for me?” His fingers at her nape tightened. His bulky frame covered her vision and Arden inhaled his scent of clean soap and anger. Her nipples beaded.

She tried sliding out from under his hold, but only succeeded in sprawling backward on the truck’s wet hood. Lifting her hands, she clutched his arms.

“Cam.” She heard the whimper in her voice, but rejected it. She didn’t whimper.

He lifted his head, met her eyes, and her tremors started. His fingers at her nape flexed. The coolness in his eyes bled away, leaving only heat. Leaving only flames.

“No.” She shook her head. It wasn’t right, but her cunt was all slippery. He didn’t like her, but she tightened her grip on his forearm. “You don’t like me.”

His lips curved, his hold on her slackened and Arden scrambled away, nearly falling to the ground in her attempt to get away.

Cam grabbed her hand, yanked her into his chest.

Arden held her breath to avoid breathing in his musk.

“I don’t have to like you to want you, Princess.”

She was burning up, melting, but Arden gathered her strength and pushed at his chest. “I don’t like you, either, Mr. Mercer. Nor do I want you.” Oh, God. She couldn’t even convince herself.

He chuckled, blue eyes flashing. “Liar. I’ve seen it in your eyes, Princess. You think I don’t know you’ve been avoiding me?”

“Shut up! Shut up!” She squeezed her eyes shut, panting. He knew. God.  She should leave, walk away, but there was a strange buzzing in her ear, her heart thudded in her chest, and her pussy was all kinds of hungry.

Wet fingers grazed her cheek, cupped her jaw. His hot breath fanned across her face. Arden forced herself not to inhale, not to move, not to moan. Soft, firm lips brushed against hers, feather light. Barely there. She sucked in a breath, reached for him, but he’d already moved back.

Away from her.

His gaze was hard, inscrutable. “If you want it then I’ve got it, Princess.”

She swallowed, coughed. “No.” Arden shook her head, the lie burning her tongue. “I don’t want it.” She straightened her wet dress and turned her back, walking back to her car.

Cam raced after her. “I’m not alone in this attraction, Princess. You can’t hide from it and me forever.”

She heard the words but chose to ignore them. He had no idea what the hell he was saying. This wasn’t an attraction, merely a lack in judgment. Arden bent over, digging out her heels from under a pile of mud with a grimace. “I have to go.”

He grabbed her arm. “The road is blocked because of an accident. No one is coming down this way, you’ll have to take the long way home.”

She stared down at his hand on her arm. “I should thank you, I guess. Right now, I just need to get dry. And drunk.”

He narrowed his eyes. “What are you trying to forget?”

“A lot.”


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HERE'S A LIL SOMETHING ABOUT THE AWESOME AUTHOR AVRIL

 

 l always wanted to have a sexy bio, one to reflect who I am, but after drawing a blank, l could only come up with: I eat cake and I read books…ooh, and I write ‘em too. No one liked it and after massive peer-pressure and pouting, I managed something more…suitable?

A Caribbean transplant, Avril now lives in Brooklyn, N.Y with a tolerant Spousal Equivalent. Together they raise an eccentric daughter who loves reading and school (not so much school anymore). Avril’s earliest memories of reading revolve around discussing plot points of The Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys with an equally book-minded mother  

Always in love with the written word, Avril finally decided to do the writing in August of ’09 and never looked back. Spicy love scenes, delicious heroes, and wicked women burn up the pages of Avril’s stories, but there’ll always be a happy ending; Av remains a believer of love in all its forms.

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New Release!!!!! Whip Me Real Good by Kassanna

What do you do when an unexpected party shows you an unexpected lifestyle... and you like it.

Mattie couldn't believe her luck... Not only had the Lexington Corporation agreed to fund her grant for the small organization she'd founded for abused women but she'd also received a complimentary ticket to the years hottest affair. Every year the Erotic Exotic Event was held and the who's who in society always made it a point of showing their faces at the exclusive party. Mattie's pleasure was two fold. This was her chance to come out of her shell to have some fun and thank the man that had personally chosen her little charity.

She had no clue what she was in for.

John ran Lexington Corp like the well oiled machine it was, however Club Lexx was his baby and his home if you counted his apartment above the dance hall. He was a strong believer of giving back to the community which is why he chose a non-profit entity to support every year. What he didn't expect was the latte beauty that looked like a librarian, but moved like a stripper, to come bounding through the clubs gold doors. She blew into the club like a whirlwind and turned his night inside out. Too bad he could never seem to get her to himself for more than a few minutes thanks to a comedy of mishaps that left him wanting her badly. Hoping for an opportunity to get her alone he took the chance when it arose.

That's when things really start to heat up.






And if that didn't wet your whistle...




Excerpt

"First time here?"
Mattie felt the light touch of gentle lips against the rim of her
ear. A soft waft of liquor-imbued air brushed her cheek.
"First time here?"
His words felt like a caress. She swirled her bar stool around
to face the man she'd briefly glimpsed in the mirror. Her knees
brushed his hard thighs.
"Yes. Is it that obvious?" Mattie put a smile on her face and
prayed her nervousness didn't show.
He backed up a step but stayed close. Mattie's eyes were
drawn to the way his fingers fondled the smooth sides of the glass.
His voice reminded her of the brown liquid swirling in his tumbler,
even and still with hidden torrents beneath its surface.
"A little. Newbies are rare for this party, though. My name is
John."
Mattie held her hand out. "Mattie Bedlam."
John raised an eyebrow. "Bedlam?"
She raised her chin. Mattie felt the devil on her shoulder,
prodding her on, when she answered. "Yeah. It's a known fact that I
leave chaos in my wake."
John leaned in closer. "Exactly what kind of mayhem do you
cause?"
That devil was using his damn pitchfork creatively. She
apparently didn't need that much help finding herself. "What kind are
you looking for?"
"Any you're willing to provide." John straightened and cocked
his head at the dark door she'd been eyeing earlier. "All you have to
do is step over the threshold with me."
Mattie shifted in her seat and took a good look at the man
standing in front of her. The bootleg cut of his dark jeans showcased
his lower body in the right places, and combined with scuffed boots
conveyed the image of a working man. He was a walking
contradiction. A casually dressed man attending a party that cost
thousands of dollars to get into, if a ticket could be obtained, and he carried himself with a confidence as if he hadn't a care in the world.
She followed the lines of his legs up to his crotch. Noticing the
large bulge, she hastily turned her head to look away. Trust her to zero in on his package. Noticing how others were dressed, maybe not:
people were in various states of dress and undress. Her eyes came
back to the man in front of her.
His sand-colored dress shirt resembled soft suede, stretched
across broad shoulders. The fabric pulled at the seams around his
thickly muscled forearms and biceps. Mattie's lifted her hand to run
her fingers along the fabric, wondering about the body beneath the
material, before she caught herself, placing her traitorous appendage
under her thigh. The shirt opened at the neck revealed a smattering of
dark hairs on his tanned chest. His straight black hair fell loose around a sharp jaw line, brushing his shoulders. The touch of gray hair at the temples gave him a distinguished air. She looked at his face and into his hypnotic blue eyes, everything happening around them seeming to pale in comparison than to simply basking under his gaze




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The supernatural

What is your favorite paranormal creature? There are thousands of paranormal books out there to choose from. Vampires, shifters, werewolves, and even Fae. Some nice and some naughty. For some reason I lean toward the naughty...

 

 Are you a fan of the vampire hunter or the drop dead sexy huntee? Do you prefer a supernatural shape shifter who can change at will or show the love for the shifter who must obey the moon? I happen to be a fan of all. But why do we fall madly in love with the non-existent creatures? What makes us drool over the sexy bad ass with a longer set of teeth? Because we can't have them, that's why!!! Perhaps it's because when we read about them, our minds conjure up the hottest thing imaginable. Sex and danger the perfect combo!

 

So tell me your thoughts. Tell me what creature of night gets your blood pumping.

Coming Soon Demon Protector!

Scarlet was a normal, shy, woman until the day her world is turned upside down. Rescued by her dream man, she soon learns he's more than just human, and so is she.

Bo, an ex demon soldier, who once fought for the evil leader, Ryu, has been tasked with protecting Scarlet. After a few days of watching her, he instantly became fascinated. As the battle looms ahead to destroy his former leader, he's got to decide what he wants more- revenge, or the powerful witch who's captivated him.