Friday, June 28, 2019

WOUNDED WARRIOR #SALE in honor of #ArmedForcesDay (@suzdemello #Free #KU #RomCon #PTSD @Veterans_Carer ‏@HealingPTSD ‏)

Although there are comedic aspects to Wounded Warrior, at heart it's a very serious book. Set in Alaska, the story starts in August and ends in December, and the mood of the story grows darker along with the passing seasons.



At the heart of the book is the wartime experience of the hero, Fisher Chugatt.  Here's an excerpt describing some of what he feels:

*****

parasomnias, pa-ra-som-ni-as: (n): sleep disorders, including night terrors, sleepwalking, dream anxiety disorder

Gasping, Fisher awakened, trapped in sweat-soaked pajamas and twisted sheets. Horrific images sped through his mind.
The road again, the bombed-out one in the mountains.
Orphaned kids missing limbs because they’d stepped on a land mine.
Hollow-eyed teenaged girls, gang-rape victims, flinching at the approach of any male.
Entire families, staggering with the weight of all the possessions they could carry, stumbling away from their looted and burned homes toward dubious safety at the end of the road.
Fisher blew out a resigned breath. Banishing the frightful memories to the past where they belonged, he disentangled himself from the mangled bedclothes and padded to the bathroom. He discarded his damp pajamas, ran a cold shower, then stepped in to sluice away the stinking detritus of his military career.
After drying himself, he took another of his dozen pairs of washable cotton P.J.’s from a drawer, noting that he had four sets left for the rest of the week. He donned only the drawstring bottoms before opening a window. The sound of the ocean waves flowed in, nearby and comforting. The cool, crisp night air spilled over his flesh.
His tingling body reminded him of Valerie Percy, and the way he felt about her.
He’d known she was going to be trouble the moment she drove off the ferry. She was too cute, too charming, and too all-out-sexy, even when she smashed into his truck or drenched him with soup.
She had a directness about her, an honesty that made every silly thing she did forgivable. She’d slipped under his skin way too fast.
Archie had made avoiding her impossible. Fisher had tried to discourage her from staying in Alaska, and that tactic had also failed.
What was he going to do about Valerie Percy? Beautiful and bright, she lit up every room she entered. And the sex… If he knew what was good for him, he’d quit doing her. She was hotter than any woman between Alaska and Aghanistan. She was everything any sane man would want in a woman.
But he wasn’t quite sane. What normal man was tortured by ghosts from the past, night after night, for years?

He sighed, surveying his wrecked bed, the pillow clammy with sweat. While changing the pillowcase, he again decided that he couldn’t subject Valerie or any other woman to his life.

*****

I did a fair amount of research on PTSD and post-combat disorder while writing this book.
So if you care about our soldiers, get some insights by reading Wounded Warrior. It's on sale now for 99 cents at Amazon and is free with KU.
And please leave a review. THANKS!




Monday, June 10, 2019

Read DOMINATION by Tina Donahue...and there's a Rafflecopter!





Domination

(Surrender – Book 2 – Reverse Harem)


by Tina Donahue












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Three dominant men will rock her world…



Surrender might be a wanton Malibu club, but it’s 

hardly fun and games for Jacquie. As the owner’s 

assistant, she’s all work and no play. That changes 

when three bad boy rockers scout the lifestyle club  

as a provocative idea for their new album.



As the frontman for Dominant Men, Max is lusciously

 male and unqualified alpha, eagerly playing Dom to 

a willing sub. Backup singer and lyricist Andy is more

laid back. However, his wild, reddish locks hint at the 

fire within, which he proves in bed. Entertainment 

reporters have dubbed composer Devlin ‘the blond 

devil’. To him, vanilla sex is for when you’re too old to 
make the effort. The more daring the play, including 

BDSM, the faster he’s onboard.


Ready to live, Jacquie offers to be their carnal guide 

through Surrender, willingly delivering herself to 

these sexy beasts for an adventure like no other.



This is book two in the Surrender series but can be 

enjoyed as a standalone



Publisher’s Note: This steamy, contemporary, reverse harem romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of sensual scenes, power exchange, and adult language. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

  



EXCERPT: (safe for work)



The door swung inward.

My freaking god. This is actually happening.


Max entered first, pure alpha, his features rough, grin mischievous, his freshly washed hair dancing over his shoulders, his stubble tempting as hell. Tonight, he wore a dark blue suit, a sapphire shirt, and matching tie. Totally hip. At twenty-nine, he was male to the extreme.

Bree rattled the papers to catch Jacquie’s attention for the performance she suggested.

No good. Jacquie couldn’t look anywhere except at him. To keep from throwing herself into his arms and ruining her badass-chick act, she dug her nails into her palms.

His gaze zipped down her, crawled back up, settled on her cleavage for a long, long while then inched up to her mouth, where he also lingered, then met her eyes.

Male interest sparked in his, his grin widening.

Warmth poured through her, followed by certainty she’d rarely known. Bolstered, she returned his smile. Not as a fan, but as a woman needing a man’s firm touch, followed by his regard, respect, and tenderness. Something crossed his face.

Pleasure? Passion? Both? Neither? She couldn’t read the emotion. Crap.

Tempering his earlier joy, he stepped deeper inside, homing in on her, Bree forgotten, no one else existing for him.

Worked for her.

Andy entered the office, his auburn hair striking, his baby blues soulful yet also eager. The perfect combination in any man and ideal for a lyricist who wrote songs that brought her to tears. She liked his burgundy suit, gold tie and shirt, the colors outstanding on him. Unable to wait any longer for his smile, she grinned hard enough to make her cheeks hurt.

His preppy features lit up. He blushed then beamed, more beta than alpha.

Fine with her. He was a year younger than Max and Devlin, his response to her the greatest gift she’d known.

Devlin elbowed past both men, his dark blond hair swinging, his leather suit outrageous and totally him. Like Max, he was alpha to the core, at least during their performances and in entertainment articles she’d read. His tuxedo shirt and bowtie tamed him—somewhat. His beard-shadowed cheeks, upper lip, and chin showed what a bad boy he was. He winked.

Her smile approved of it and everything he was.

Bree cleared her throat and tossed the papers on the desk. “We’ll go over those details tomorrow. For now… Gentlemen, welcome. Max, Andy, Devlin, this is Jacquie Reynolds, my assistant. Jacquie, Dominant Men.”

They stepped forward as one, delivering their heat.

Max offered his hand first. She slipped hers inside his and almost died. His palm was calloused and hot, one thousand percent masculine, his touch firm yet tempered in strength. At six-three, he looked down at her, the stilettos not making a dent in their differing heights.

“Nice to meet you, Jacquie.”

His smooth, deep voice caressed her name. She’d never forget the sound. “The pleasure is mine.”

No lie, given how she melted inside. However, her tone remained even, not betraying her arousal or anxiety.

He offered another killer smile and leaned closer, his brown eyes so dark they looked black.

His scent washed over her, something fresh and aquatic, similar to the sea. Fitting for a man who resembled a pirate. Wild. Unrestrained. Commanding. He was definitely starring in her first romance. She shook inwardly.

Devlin offered his hand next, crowding out Andy who either didn’t mind being one-upped or wouldn’t show it.

Not liking Devlin’s behavior, she gave him a cool look.

He smiled sheepishly and bobbed his hand up and down, reminding her what to do next. “It’s great to meet you, Jacquie. I hear you have no equal in your work. I don’t doubt it for a second.”

At his praise and silky baritone, her disapproval crumbled faster than a sandcastle during a hurricane. His solid grasp said he wouldn’t let go anytime soon. Exactly what she needed from him in bed. “I do my best. I’m delighted to meet you, too.”

He stroked her thumb.

Pleasure blossomed within her. She reeled.

“I’d say we’ve waited far too long to meet.” He brushed his lips over her knuckles, his stubble rough, mouth ungodly soft.

Another second of him being his devilish self and she’d beg him to do her then ask the others for the same. His sensual, bold fragrance enthralled, a spicy-musky scent bringing to mind torrid summer nights, satin sheets, and naked flesh.

Before she lost what scant control she had, she eased her hand from his, ready to meet Andy.

He regarded her boobs, plumped by the dress, then met her gaze, with naked craving in his eyes.

His brief intensity surprised her, his grip as impressive as the others, but also friendly and caring. His scent proved minty, pleasant, and masculine.

It should have calmed her. Instead, her desire shot into the stratosphere. “Hey.”

His grin stretched ear to ear. “Hi. Great to meet you, Jacquie. Thanks for showing us around tonight. I’m sure you have other work you could be doing.”

Loving his rich voice, she shook her head hard enough to make the earrings tap her jaw. “Not in the least. That stuff can wait until tomorrow.” She looked at Bree. “Right?”

Bree struggled not to smile. “It’ll be waiting for you at your desk when you come in. Until then…” She regarded the guys. “Have fun. Enjoy Surrender. Let your imaginations run wild.” After giving Jacquie a knowing look, she ushered them from her office.





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About Tina:



Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.



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Saturday, June 1, 2019

WEDDING BELL NEWS...Read THE WILDER BRIDE, Romantic Comedy (#JuneWedding #BrideRomance #RomCom #KU )

As my (few) followers know. I've been busy re-editing and reissuing books that have reverted to me from publishers which, alas, have floundered. 



Here is June's offering--appropriate because June is wedding month for many.





Do you like sexy twins in a mistaken identity romance involving two hot brothers, sugar kink and a June wedding? If so, this is the light, funny romance for you!

For Colton Wilder, the invitation to his brother’s wedding is an invitation to trouble, because Colt, having boinked the bride, knows what she’s really like. He doesn’t want his brother Max marrying selfish, manipulative Nicole Newcombe, a famous supermodel. In his view, Nicole stole the groom from her sister Dana.

For staid scientist Dana Newcombe, the invitation to her identical twin’s wedding is an invitation to humiliation. While Nicole was conniving to steal Max away from Dana, Dana had wild monkey sex in a glass-walled elevator with his brother Colt.

When they meet again at the wedding, she doesn’t want to want Colt, but she can’t help remembering and re-enacting their earlier sexy tryst in oh so many different ways.

Praise for an earlier edition

“Enjoy a few hours with twins, hot men, steamy sex and lots of good fun!”
Long and Short Reviews, Amazon

“This is a truly fun read, Colt and Dana are a hoot.”
Emily, Goodreads reviewer


That's the last of the lot--now I can focus on moving to Mexico and writing another romance--
this time, a Regency.

Wish me luck!