Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Wanna join the mile high club? Then Come Fly with Me this New Year's Eve

The clock is ticking toward midnight...

It's been a year of billionaires, so I couldn't let the clock strike twelve without adding my own sexy billionaire:

This handsome hunk got himself on the front page of a British tabloid.
My heroine, Kacie Bennett, says it all in Come Fly with Me :
“Can you ask him to autograph his picture, Steph,” the redhead continued. “Pretty please?”
“Why don’t you ask Miss Bennett?” the attendant said, nodding toward Kacie and making her cringe. The woman was trying to make her feel uneasy. Why? “She’s a guest of Mr. Chantiers.”
The redhead’s eyes popped, then she smiled at Kacie. “Well, aren’t you lucky. Is he really the sexiest man alive?” she had to ask.
Kacie winced. “What did you call him?”
The Daily Sneek dubbed him the sexiest man alive. His picture is splashed all over the front page.” She winked and handed her the scandal sheet. 
Kacie’s eyes popped. It was him all right. There, sprawled on the cover of the glossy gossip sheet was the gorgeous hottie who bought her a ticket home. The man’s charisma grabbed her, as bold and sexy on paper as he was in person. The paparazzi had caught his hard, muscled body in a candid shot somewhere on a white, sandy beach. Shoulders so broad they spilled off the page, his naked chest glistening with sea spray, his abs tighter than a clamshell.
And a come-hither grin that would have any woman crawling on her knees to get close to him. His brooding black eyes stared straight into the camera as if daring the photographer to take the shot.
And she had to sit next to him for the whole flight, squirming in her seat, wild feelings stirring within her. Smell his woodsy scent, dream about unbuttoning his silk shirt and running her fingers up and down his muscular bronze chest. It would be pure hell not to let her fingers wander over the armrest and grab his sleeve, feel his forearm tighten under her touch. She’d fooled herself into believing she could handle it.
She couldn’t.
She was in dangerous territory with a man this powerful and, God help her, this sexy. She’d only get hurt. That didn’t change how she felt. She wanted to taste his lips, lose herself in his kiss, his body strong and warm against hers.
Kacie groaned inwardly as she followed the flight attendant up the winding stairs toward the first class cabin. With each step, her heart pounded louder in her ears. Mr. GQ was waiting there for her. The memory of the moment he held her gaze with his piercing dark eyes lingered within her like sweet, dark molasses on a stick. He wasn’t a soufflĂ© that needed more sugar or a vichyssoise choking with chives. He was the hunkiest piece of beefsteak she was ever going to meet in her life. A fantasy she’d always dreamed about experiencing with a stunningly handsome man, but never would back home in Forgotten Valley. 
Her case of the jitters just got worse. She wondered how she was going to handle being that close to him, inhaling him for the pure joy of it, her body aching for something she could never have.
Her New Year’s Eve sucked. 
Ready to pop the champagne and welcome in we go!!!!!!!!

Come Fly with Me is about a bad boy billionaire who hooks up with a lonely good girl on New Year’s Eve at 30,000 feet in the air where…

Anything can happen.

Happy New Year!!


Come Fly with Me — Amazon Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

Friday, December 19, 2014

Christmas Movies

Hello. My name is Casey and I'm a Hallmark Movie Channel addict. 

My favorite thing about Halloween is it kicks off Hallmark's Countdown to Christmas. I'm pretty I've seen EVERYONE of Hallmark's Christmas movies. Twice. 

But as heart-warming as Hallmark makes them, my favorite holiday movie is White Christmas. Actually it's my favorite of any movie. I LOVE Vera Ellen's dancing scenes since I'm also a dancer. I started watching it again last week for about the twentieth time. It never gets old!

What's your favorite holiday movie? Does your family have a tradition of watching a certain movie like Rudolph or It's a Wonderful Life

Since this is my last post until 2015 I want to take this opportunity to wish our wonderful readers a very Merry Christmas!

Southern Smiles,

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

National Maple Syrup Day


Did you see your honey drooling?

Now what if he drizzles maple syrup all over your...



Happy Holidays!!



Kristen feeds homeless vets as a way to honor her husband killed in Afghanistan in "The Christmas Piano Tree" -- find out more here on Joan Reeves Sling Words blog today, December 17th and 12 Authors & Christmas Past

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Random Acts of kindness and...

It's the Holidays. Surprise! Did they sneak up on you like they did me?
It's so tempting to want to do everything you can to make the season merry and bright, but sometimes the stress just kicks me in the head. This morning Mr. Amazing asked me to update the Christmas card database. I barked at him to do it himself. I'm not a mean's just that I was already up to my ears in Christmas preparations. Sigh.

Well, I was planning to write about the GOOD side of this season. And I'm going to. Right. Now.

Someone told me about the Boston Strong Ducks. Basically, they're adorable little rubber duckies with a note around their necks, explaining that in order to counteract the few acts of pure evil in the the Boston Marathon bombings, this new Boston revolution has begun. Do a random act of kindness, then hand the recipient the duckie which will explain that's what you're doing and asking only that it be paid forward.

So, cool! How fun and wonderful--at any time of year. In any city. So I went to the website and ordered 3 ducks. I'll put 2 in Christmas stockings, because why should I have all the fun? And they're only $5 with the proceeds going to the One Fund. Okay...I'm prepared, but what to do? It's supposed to be random, so I waited to see when inspiration would strike.

Yesterday I was at a large parking lot and couldn't find my car. I know. It happens, right? Well, I went up and down the same two lanes twice and a gentleman noticed me looking forlorn. He asked me to describe my car and said he'd help me look for it. My panic button didn't work, so I was sure it was stolen. A few minutes later, he found it! I was so relieved! I hugged this total stranger as if he'd just given me a new car. LOL

Well, that was a random act of kindness. Now it was my turn.
I had to stop at the liquor store to pick up a gift, and as I was walking in I thought about the random act. I bought an extra bottle of wine and knew just who to give it to. Gail--The wonderful woman at the post office in my little town always has a bright smile and pleasant attitude. This time of year must try her patience, but she never loses her cool.

On my way home, I swung my car into the post office parking lot, (without so much as a card to mail.) I waited in line, then plunked down my books, the bottle of wine, and the rubber duckie, saying, "This is a random act of kindness...Ducky will explain everything." And out the door I went.
I heard her exclaim in delighted surprise, then pick up the duck and say, "How cute!"

Boy that felt good!

I did another thing this season that felt especially good. I donated blood. I used to be one of the blood drive nurses, so I know how important those donations are this time of year! My pint of blood could save up to 3 lives...and it should be on shelves and ready by New Year's Eve.

So, think about the random acts of kindness you might want to do. Even though thinking about them makes them a little less random, all the kindness we can put back into the world should help make it a little bit better for someone else.

Oh, I suppose I should add a bit of promo here. One of my readers does random acts of kindness for me all year. She takes little snippets out of my books and tweets them. Today I found this one: Bliss hesitated…Sometimes honesty wasn’t the best policy @GoddessAsh's #pnr How to Date a #Dragon #shifters #humor

If you love an author's books and want to do a random act of kindness, try something like this! Thanks, Jennifer H!

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Get Naughty with Guest Blogger Evelise Archer!

DD here! As a special treat, we're getting naughty with an X-rated post from Evelise Archer. Take a quick look to make sure there are no kids, coworkers, or bosses around, kick up your feet, and enjoy the ride!

Thanks for having me on your blog. As a lover of history, I hope the readers find my book realistic with a heavy dose of sexy.

The Legend of the Diamond Globe

Three fierce warriors are hired to search for and retrieve a lost diamond- a diamond globe reputed to have magical powers for those who have it in their possession. Eri Akari, Cheveyo Cloud, and Adolfo Martino—mercenaries for hire, tired and restless, look to live a simpler life. Lovers and compatriots, one last mission with a large payoff can be just the ticket they need to get out of the business. Fahad Bahar al Menoit walks into their lives in need of help: little does he know that the help he may receive could cost him everything he treasures.
What happens when you mix an eagle, whale and wolf with a sleek panther? Can true happiness be found and what power does the diamond globe truly hold? Is wealth found in a bank account or is true wealth found in the heart?

Adult Excerpt (X Rating)
Fahad lifted his hips and Adolfo slipped the sweat pants down his legs and off. They landed on the floor with a slight swoosh. His cock was suddenly engulfed by the gorgeous Latino as Adolfo swallowed it down to the root. Adolfo’s body, poised between his legs, stretched his inner thighs apart until they burned. Taken by surprise, an unmanly sound escaped from Fahad’s mouth, his body bowing off the mattress. “Oh fuck, that’s so good.”
Adolfo worked his cock, his tongue running up and down the large, underside vein. The small appendage of the Latino’s tongue dipped into his slit. Pre-cum dripped into the man’s mouth as Adolfo laved his cock, his tongue going to task between fucking his slit and sucking the rod.
“That’s just the start,” Eri chimed in as he kneeled on Fahad’s left side. Fahad eyed the man with a wary look, unsure of what he was in for. He didn’t have to wait long to have Eri’s lips sucking on his left nipple while the other hand played with the right one. Eri pinched and tugged on the small nub, and the stimulation ran straight to his cock. The cock was so engorged with blood he didn’t know how Adolfo kept it in his mouth.
“Come on, baby, lift a little for me.” Cheveyo’s voice sounded far away, although the man positioned himself to Fahad’s right. Adolfo’s hands wrapped around his hips and lifted him ever so slightly as Cheveyo placed a small pillow underneath him. The pillow elevated him to just the right height and angle. For what? Fahad thought. Ass exposed, dick in Adolfo’s mouth, and nipples tortured by Eri, Fahad didn’t have to wait long to discover the necessity of the pillow.
A whirlwind of activity took place with Fahad as the centerpiece of action. Adolfo’s mouth never relinquished the sweet torture on his dick as the man repositioned his body to Fahad’s right, switching places with Cheveyo. Fahad’s mind endeavored to catch up with the flurry that surrounded him.
Warm air blew on his taint, and he attempted to close his legs as the large Native American’s frame prohibited the motion. Embarrassment and thrill simultaneously ran through his body, his blood aflame. No one had ever entered his rear entrance, not even Fahad himself. The most daring experimentation he ever did was a slight rub with some lotion to soften the muscle, but he had never penetrated himself. Fahad figured once he did, it would be somewhat like a virgin losing her virginity for the first time when her hymen broke. Yes, Fahad knew that sounded ridiculous, but he desired to save himself for the love of his life, his chosen destiny. In this case, three destinies.
First he felt a warm breath, and then the unimaginable. A tongue swiped across his hole, small, cat-like licks in between warm air. Stimulation became the new game. “No, no, no,” Fahad’s voice repeated as all three men continued to work him like a violinist with her bow. “Oh Allah, please no, don’t stop.”
“Shush, koji, relax and let us make you feel good. This is just to take the edge off. We have all night.” Eri’s lips were red with a slight coating of saliva from sucking on Fahad’s nipple. The man continued to play with his other nipple, a simple tug went straight to Fahad’s balls. “Oh, I think a piercing or two may be in your future.”
“I can’t, please. It’s too much. I’ve never.”
“Then come, koji. Give us your release and pleasure. The first one will be the strongest and then you can relax into the sensation.” Fahad tried to understand the words that came from Eri’s slick, stained mouth, but the tug on his nipple, his cock encased in the warm moist heat of Adolfo’s mouth, and the ass play left him few brain cells to rationalize Eri’s words. He needed release but he felt almost overstimulated, just on the precipice of explosion, but unable to find what he needed to tip the scale. And then it happened. He felt a wetness enter his channel. Not a lubed finger, but something smaller and pointed. Cheveyo’s tongue. The man actually entered his nether region with his tongue. He fucked his ass, in and out, his tongue swiping in a circular motion to stimulate his passageway. It was the catalyst Fahad needed to topple him over. He lifted his hips off the bed as Adolfo held his waist, and his cock drove to the back of Adolfo’s throat.

Author Bio

An avid reader and story teller, wife, mother and educator, Evelise is living her dream with her loving husband, two dogs , and three children who visit often. Fueled by desire for a strong cup of coffee and a passion for literature, Evelise can be found reading her favorite books on her e-reader or in front of her lap top spinning her next tale.

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Sunday, December 7, 2014

...And then I saw this!

I'm so sorry I missed my monthly blog yesterday, but I was signing at a bookfair all day. I figured I'd post about that event, but the rain made it a 'wash out'...literally.

And then I saw this:

 Words cannot describe it, but the pictures are priceless! Copy and past the link if you're nervous about clicking on it to see an honest to goodness Penis Festival!

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Cyber Santa is asking for your vote...

 Cyber Santa is asking for your vote...

"The Christmas Piano Tree" is included in the December Cover Wars on!

Check out all the wonderful covers and vote for your favorites...

I had a great time designing the cover for my book. Picking out the photos and putting it all together. This is a very special story close to my heart that involves my hundred year old piano...I'll be talking about that more as we get closer to Christmas.

The Christmas Piano Tree” is the story of a pretty young war widow who re-discovers the magic of the holiday season with the help of a homeless vet and an old piano.

Thanks for listening! And don't forget to vote...


Vote for The Christmas Piano Tree or one of several others:

Bonus this week:


Monday, December 1, 2014

Naughty Author Chicks Welcomes Kalista Kyle! Cool Contest!

  Thank you so much for letting me blog with you.  I am really very excited about the release of Shadow Games.  This is actually the second book in the West Wind Series.   Out of the Shadows is number one.  Dreaming of you is 1.5 and concentrates on the council. Then Shadow Games goes back to the West Wind Wolves at number two.  Amazon did not allow me to make a 1.5 so it is labeled as number three… did I confuse you yet J  

Shadow Games brings back Heath Mathis from Out of the Shadows. He is a detective in the West Wind Police force. He is also the brother of the new Alpha of West Wind.  Heath is strong but vulnerable in this book. He really has his hands full. 

Ezra is the Beta to the West Wind Pack.  He has always loved Heath but life has not allowed them to be together. Now when Heath is put in dangers way Ezra will do anything to protect him and make sure his mate lives.  

Heath Mathis has always loved Ezra Ryder. Ezra is the beta second in charge of the West Wind Pack. Heath never thought he had a chance with the man who grew up as his big brother’s best friend. When a string of murders happen in West Wind, the evidence trail leads Heath to the tiny town of Silver Lake. Ezra refuses to let Heath go into danger alone. But Heath is afraid his feelings for Ezra will confuse him, and he will not be able to do his job. Ezra won’t take no for an answer. Can Heath find the serial killer or killers while keeping his heart intact?

There is also a contest to win a very unique dog tag and chain.

Go to website here for more details.
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