Thursday, August 29, 2013

On the Front Porch with Cathryn Fox!!

Even though its been hotter than blazes 
around here, the sunsets are as gorgeous as ever! Hovering that moment just before twilight, the sky is awash in a kalelidoscope of purple, pink, and peachy-yellow layers. It is my favorite time of day, and I reminds me of the Indian summer days ahead--with crisp evenings that promise a weather change is emminent! I hope you have a chance to find a shady spot on a porch to read a book, share a glass of tea with a neighbor, or just sit and enjoy the view! 

As promised, today we have another in the trio of talented authors writing the hot new series at Samhain Publishing--WHISPERING COVE!

Amanda: Without further adieu, here is a little bit about Cathryn Fox!

Cathryn Fox is a multi published author in the romance genre. She is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and watermelon. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love.

Amanda: I heard you have a favorite summertime drink? We've hit triple digits this week in the heat index, what have you got for us that's cool and refreshing?

Raspberry Lemonade

4 cups fresh lemon juice

3 cups sugar
1 bag frozen raspberries
Ice cubes, for serving
Squeeze the lemons and pour the juice into a pitcher. Mix together the sugar with 3 cups water and stir to dissolve to make a syrup. Add the syrup to the lemon juice and top it up with 8 cups water. Taste to make sure it's sweet enough for you, and then add the raspberries. Mix the lemonade together and let chill in the fridge. (Keep in mind that the raspberries are tart, so be sure to sweeten enough!)

Fill glass jars with ice cubes and top them off with the lemonade.

Amanda: Sounds positively delightful! While we enjoy a bit of this tangy & sweet concotion, maybe you could share with us , what inspired you to write this story?

Cat: Hum...what inspired me to write this story? I had just finished visiting the small coastal town of Lunenburg, Nova Scotia when I was chatting with Nikki.  She mentioned she wanted to do an anthology and I jumped on it, wanting to set the stories is such a beautiful place like Lunenburg.

Amanda: How about a sneek peek from Brazen??

Excerpt from BRAZEN:

He was just about to shout to Trent, who was chatting quietly with Katy, to tell him to close up the kissing booth so he could do a count, when another woman dropped down into the seat across from him. Adam lifted his head to see who it was, and opened his mouth to inform her that his shift was over, but when he caught sight of the beautiful girl sitting across from him, the world around him tilted on its axis and his stomach punched into his throat.
“Adam,” Josie greeted, those big blue eyes of hers staring at him as her mouth turned up in a warm, inviting smile—the same breath-robbing smile she’d given him earlier that day.
“What…what are you doing?” he finally managed to ask once he regained control of his voice.
She causally rolled one shoulder, and slid her dollar across the counter. “Like you, I’m just doing my part to raise money for the new community center.”
“Oh,” he said, and wet his lips. “I guess I just didn’t expect…”
She gave him an easy, playful grin, and everything in the way she looked at him had his body reacting with heated need. His glance raced over her face, taking in her big eyes, full, lush mouth and long blonde hair. Christ, she looked so gorgeous and sensual that it had his cock tightening to the point of pain. He shifted, uncomfortable, as his body reacted to her closeness, not to mention what that sweet jasmine scent of hers was doing to him. As his blood went from simmer to inferno, he cleared his throat and tried to relax.
“Didn’t expect what?” she asked with bright-eyed innocence, except beneath that innocence he thought he spotted something else. Something that looked like desire. White-hot desire, that was. For him.
Oh f***! (edited)
“I don’t know.” Flustered, he raked his hair off his forehead. “Never mind.”
Her mouth curved. “Shall we get on with it then?” Josie asked, her voice playful, teasing, as she leaned forward to poise her mouth open. With the top two buttons on her dress undone, her actions gave him a perfect, unobstructed view of her cleavage. Adam tried not to stare. He really did. But he was a guy, for Christ’s sake!
And a pathetic one at that.
When she toyed with the third button on her dress, Adam nearly swallowed his tongue. With his mouth salivating worse than his brother’s Saint Bernard on a hot summer day, he briefly pinched his eyes shut and worked to get his thoughts focused. But how the hell was he supposed to keep a calm demeanor when Josie, the sweet girl who’d invaded his fantasies for as long as he could remember—a girl who suddenly seemed to be coming on strong—was waiting for him to kiss her?
Adam drew a deep, rejuvenating breath and reminded himself this was all for charity. Just thinking of the kids helped him gain a modicum of composure. Okay, he could do this. He could give her a small peck and then once the night was over he’d go find Cheri, or one of the other women who’d openly invited him home for a late-night rendezvous, and f*** (edited) her long and hard and well into the morning until he got Josie out of his system once and for all.
“Adam,” she whispered, “I’m ready.”
When their glances met, sexual energy arced between them and nearly k nocked him backward. His dick jumped, his blood pumped faster, and a barrage of emotions tore through him and had his thoughts scattering in a million different directions.
He took a deep breath, but before he could get his head on straight, her warm hands touched his cheeks, igniting a fire deep inside him. That first sweet touch of her lips to his damn near shut down his brain. As tension coiled inside him, she made a small sexy noise, one that had him conjuring up erotic images of their naked bodies coming together, over and over again, and it was all he could do not to climb over that booth and drag her home with him.
Her kiss was warm, full of passion, excitement and something else, something he’d never felt before and couldn’t quite put a name to. Before he realized what he was doing, he widened her lips with his tongue and slipped inside for a deeper, more thorough exploration. At first the kiss was slow, sultry, but when he deepened it, needing in the most unfathomable ways to taste every inch of her, her mouth moved urgently under his, seeking, searching, demanding more than just his tongue.
As her mouth pressed hungrily, pressure began brewing inside him, and his body pulsed with raw need. Oh God, how he wanted. His fingers began trembling, and then, as though moving of their own accord, his hands circled her head and he fisted her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. His muscles bunched, his cock ached and a deep growl of longing caught in his throat. In the span of a second, this beautiful, sensual woman caught him off guard and completely turned his world inside out.
Amanda: Sounds like a scorcher!! Where can readers find your books, Cathryn?

Buy Links:

WET in Whispering Cove!

Cathryn is giving away one e-book to some lucky reader!!

Leave a comment about if you've read this series, or just ask Cathryn about the series if you like! You must leave a comment and your email addy so we can contact you for your win! Good luck!

With the summer waning (yet not the heat, go figure) my thoughts turn to fall! Autumn is by far, my favorite time of year! I'm wondering what our lack of rain may do to the fall colors this year! But I'm looking forward to a trip to Holland , Michigan with friends in October that's sure to have some gorgeous views!!

September 17-24 I'll be in Hagerstown, Maryland  celebrating with readers and authors the annual Lora Leighs Reader Appreciation Weekend! (RAW) It will be great to see old friends and meet new ones ! Watch for a recap here of the event!!

Until next time,

Kindness matters~

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

On the Front Porch, Mackenzie McKade!!

Today on the front porch we have another of the talented women involv ed in the HOT new series at Samhain called WHISPERING COVE!

I've known Mac through meeting at RT when we served on the faery court together and ever since we've been booksigning buddies due to our last name placement;) I told Mac this year at RT that I swiped her Mackenzie name when creating Rein Mackenzie--my tormeted cowboy hero in Rustlers Heart (Book #2-the Kinnson Legacy series!)

But enough about cowboys (though Mac is great at those too!) Lets get to know more about her first! mac , tell us about you!

Mackenzie: Born and raised in the deserts of Arizona, I love the mountains and lakes. If I'm not at the computer writing or buried nose deep in a book you’ll find me camping, or on a four-wheeler, or a jet ski, or being pulled behind a boat on an oblong tube called a ‘hot dog’ laughing my butt off.
My greatest accomplishment is my family. I have a wonderful husband of almost thirty years, three beautiful girls and three devilishly handsome grandsons who keep me on my toes!
As writing is a passion with many—it’s an obsession with me. Who knew that the wild things going on in my head someone would actually read? But I'm thankful you do and hope you find joy and entertainment in the sometimes—okay most of the time—risqué ramblings.
What inspired you to write this particular story?
Mackenzie: I love Brody, my hero from my first Whispering Cove book (Wild), so when Cathryn and Nikki and I agreed to write another series it seemed only natural to write about his brother. Reece's character was already formulated in my head, so he was a natural for me. I had already established his career, his carefree attitude, all I needed was a heroine that would keep him jumping. I knew I had to have a self-assured, strong and independent woman.

Every story needs conflict, so what better way to introduce it then forbidden love. With that thought Tabatha Taylor or Tabby who is the sister of Reece's best friend, his very protective best friend, arose.  Tabby has had a crush on Reece since she was a child. That crush has evolved into love and a helluva ride for one man who doesn't want to cross the line of friendship. But sometimes the heart is control, which Reece learns the hard way.

I love the way the characters in these stories crossover into other stories! Gotta love small town life!! Can you share an excerpt with us?

Excerpt from BOLD~
“Hungry, cowboy?”
 The sexy female voice at the bottom of the ladder had him missing the next rung. He bumped his chin on the upper step as he caught his balance, saving him from tumbling to the ground. When he looked down, his eyes nearly popped from their sockets. Damn if he hadn’t conjured the little minx, but her mere presence wasn’t what held him enthralled. The tomboy had turned into a beautiful young woman, hotter than hell, with a killer five-foot-five body that attracted every man between the ages of sixteen and ninety-two.
 Her full plump lips were parted by a self-satisfied smirk. “Whoa there. I never thought I’d see a ladder buck the great Reece McGrath off.” She batted long eyelashes the same sooty color of her elbow-length hair.
 Seconds passed and he still hadn’t found his tongue. Instead he continued to stare, and it wasn’t at her heart-shaped lips, because they weren’t the only plump items on her curvy body. No. Her low-cut, skin-tight T-shirt molded a perfect set of D-cups and a deep cleavage a man could get lost in.
 He swiped another gloved hand over his damp forehead and inhaled her exotic perfume, something flowery and untamed, uniquely Tabby. There was nothing like the scent of a woman to distract him and his appetite, because all he could think about was feasting on her delectable breasts.
 Whoa. Heat singed his neck, flaring across his face. Where that thought came from he had no idea, but it would be best for him to remember she was off-limits.
 Fighting male instinct, he forced his gaze to meet hers. “Hey, Tabby.”
 “Hey, yourself.”
 Her feminine tone softened into a glide of silk that smoothed across his nerve endings like the light caress of delicate fingertips against his heated skin. His cock twitched, his mind going places best not visited as he reminded himself exactly who Tabby was. Hell. He had known her all her life. Yet each year it had gotten harder and harder not to appreciate the woman she had become.
 And she didn’t make it easy. Like now, with those come-hither looks she flashed at him every time they were within twelve feet of each other. Her childhood crush on him had turned into something more and it was damned hard not to fall into the little vixen’s snare.

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Thursday, August 15, 2013

On the Front Porch: Nikki Duncan!

Today I have the vivacious and talented Nikki Duncan visiting to share with us about a hot new series over at Samhain Publlishing called WHISPERING COVE!

In the next few weeks, I'll be introducing the talented creators of WHISPERING COVE and their individual stories! So be sure to stop by , sit a spell, and ask your most burning questions about this wonderful new series!!

Let's start with getting a sneal peek behind this formidable writer!

About Nikki:
Heart stopping puppy chases, childhood melodrama and the aborted hangings of  innocent toys are all in a day’s work for Nikki Duncan. This athletic equestrian turned reluctant homemaker turned daring author, is drawn to the siren song of a fresh storyline. Nikki plots murder and mayhem over breakfast, scandalous exposes at lunch and the sensual turn of phrase after dinner. It is the pleasurable excitement and anticipation of unraveling her character’s motivation that drives her to write long past the witching hour.
The only anxiety and apprehension haunting this author comes from pondering the mysterious outcome of her latest twist.

So tell us, what's the inspiratiion behind Whispering Cove?

NIKKI: Small towns, close knit friends, meddling grandfathers, and steamy nights. It all makes for a perfect melting pot for pairing up couples who belong together, even if it means pulling strangers into the mix.

Whispering Cove is a small, coastal town, created by Cathryn Fox, Mackenzie McKade, and myself. Cobbled streets, colorful buildings and flavorful characters make the place home and a home away from home for tourists. It's one of my favorite places to escape to.

And what about your story? Can you give us some insight how you came up with these characters?

NIKKI: When I began planning BURNED, I knew exactly which characters I
would write about. Delving into their lives and the idea of why these two best friends had avoided a more personal relationship was only some of the fun. The biggest excitement for me, beyond the couple, was watching three people (father, daughter and best friend) come together as a family. Family, after all, is one of my hot buttons - I think everyone deserves one, in whatever shape or form that's right for them.

I LOVE stories that mesh a variety of people--especially friends, family and community! Maybe you could share an excerpt with us?

Excerpt of BURNED~

Hours later, after Sophie had gone to bed and Hauk was locking up behind the last patron, with the lights in the town going down as volunteers wrapped up their work on the festival booths, Vic turned her stool to watch him.

Pent-up rage drove his steps, as it had driven every move he’d made all night. It was an aggressive, dominant side of him she hadn’t seen in full swing before. She loved it.

“What are you doing, Vic?” He stopped a few feet away. His jaw flexed with tension.

“Looking for talent for the festival. Did you forget we were supposed to be working together?” She grabbed her drink, and without breaking their stare, she used her tongue to find the straw. Hauk practically growled, but he didn’t move.

“I’ve forgotten nothing.”

“I have some ideas on the headliner and have been thinking about some singing games that could be played to raise money for the community center. Night games mainly because they’re not exactly kid friendly.”

“Of course you have.” The energy he’d held in all evening snapped in each syllable he spoke.

“So.” She set her drink down and hopped off the stool. Moving around him, walking in a tight circle so she brushed his body, she smiled. “The first game is a sort of singing dating game.”

“How would that work?”

“We erect a screen with one chair on one side and three on the other. The bachelor…” sliding a finger down his spine, she lingered behind him, “…or bachelorette, sits in the one chair and asks questions of the contestants on the other side.”

His back rippled beneath her touch. “That’s not singing.”

“The questions have to be song related.”

He looked over his shoulder at her. “Like what?”

“Like…” She paused, leaned up on tiptoe to whisper at his ear. “How does it make you feel to hear a woman singing about the power of a kiss?”

Her breasts brushed his back and they both trembled. Her thong was getting wet as she seduced herself as much as Hauk. “Or, what would you sing to a woman you want to seduce?”

“This—” His voice cracked. “This is a dangerous game.”

She circled to his front, running her hand along his waist. Each step rubbed the moist lace against her clit, heightened her fever. “But is it one you want to play?”

Whoa! This sounds delish!! Where can readers find your books??


What do you look for in an escape? Commenters today will be entered into a drawing for a .pdf of WICKED or BURNED (winner's choice.)

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Thank you Nikki for stopping by! 
Visiting soon!! More Whispering Cove--
August 22-Mackenzie McKade
August 29-Cathryn Fox

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Aug 8: MONICA BURNS visits the Front Porch

Today on the Front Porch we have my good friend and talented author, Monica Burns. Monica and I met a couple of years back at Lora Leigh's Reader Appreciation Weekend. Vivacious and with a heart of gold, I'm pleased to heave her visiting today at the Front Porch!

Amanda: Finally , you made it!! I'm very excited to hear more about this book in particular. But before we get to your book, let's hear a bit about you---

A bestselling author of spicy historical and paranormal romance, Monica Burns
penned her first short romance story at the age of nine when she selected the pseudonym she uses today. Her historical book awards include the 2011 RT BookReviews Reviewers Choice Award and the 2012 Gayle Wilson Heart of Excellence Award for Pleasure Me. She is also the recipient of the prestigious paranormal romance award, the 2011 PRISM Best of the Best award for Assassin’s Heart. From the days when she hid her stories from her sisters to her first completed full-length manuscript, she always believed in her dream despite rejections and setbacks. A workaholic wife and mother, Monica believes it’s possible for the good guy to win if they work hard enough.

Amanda: Before I go any further, as I do with all my guests, they must come bearing a recipe to share--today, because of the sinfully decadent tone of this book, I want to hear more about this luscious Butter Cake that you make!!

Butter Scrumptious Cake
(I make this cake only once a year for our 4th of July celebration. The kids look forward to it immensely)

2 cup flour
1/2 cup butter
2 teaspoon baking powder
8 ounce cream cheese
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
2 eggs, unbeaten
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 1/4 cup sugar
1/2 cup milk

1/4 cup butter
1/2 cup flour
1/2 cup brown sugar

Cream butter and cream cheese. Gradually add sugar into creamed mixture. Blend well. Blend in the eggs and vanilla. Beat well. Mix all dry ingredients. Alternate adding dry ingredients to the creamed mixture with the milk. Pour into a 13x9" pan and sprinkle with topping. Bake at 350F or 30-40 minutes.

To make the topping, cut butter into flour and brown sugar until crumbly. For a really moist cake, double the topping.

Amanda: Accomplished cook, prolific and determined writer--an unstoppable combo, certainly!  I'm curious, what inspired you to write this particular story?

Monica: I wrote this story about eight years ago, and at the time, there were few, if any, older heroines in romance. And at the time, I couldn’t even find an older woman, younger man historical. So I simply decided it was about time someone wrote one. Love’s Revenge was first published in 2005, and I’ve always loved Sophie and Quentin. When I decided to reissue the book this year, I went back to the older book and revamped it for improved characterizations. I love this book. Maybe that’s because I’m an older woman to my husband’s tender years.

Amanda: I LOVE the premise of an older woman , younger man! I love when authors take risks in their writing-period! This is going on my TBR stack, for sure! And what a gorgeous cover!! Please give us an overview of this story!

All her life, Sophie’s tried to earn her father’s love to no avail. Even her one chance for happiness was crushed beneath his tyrannical thumb, leaving her firmly on the shelf at forty-one. Sophie accepts her fate until she impulsively uses her father’s criminal activities to escape a life of servitude and right a wrong at the same time. She never really expected the Devil of Devlyn to actually accept her rash proposal, and she certainly hadn’t planned on falling in love with a younger man.

When Quentin Blackwell, Earl of Devlyn, discovered the woman he loved was carrying another man’s child, he refused to marry her. In retaliation, her father ruined Devlyn. When Sophie Hamilton, the man’s eldest daughter, comes to him with an unexpected offer, Devlyn seizes the chance for vengeance. What he doesn’t bargain on is how revenge could cost him the one thing he wants the most. Sophie’s love.

Amanda: This sounds downright scandalous and delightful! How about an excerpt??

Excerpt from Love's Revenge:
“Please, my lord. It was a mistake to come here.”
“Perhaps, but nonetheless, I’ll have an answer from you.”
“Or what?” The sudden challenge in her voice amused him. Sophie Hamilton had backbone. He liked that.
“Hmm, what could I do to persuade you to answer?”
His fingers touched the snowy cravat tied around her neck. With a lazy movement, he gently tugged at one of the ties. She went rigid as his forefinger slipped between her skin and the white material before he slowly pulled the loose knot away from her throat. The cravat tumbled open to expose her creamy throat. God, she was a tempting wench. Quentin tensed at the way his body was reacting to her. Without thinking, he pressed his thumb against the hollow of her throat enjoying the way her gasp moved her skin beneath his touch. Again, the netting fluttered wildly against her face.
“My lord, please.”
“Please is a subjective word, Miss Hamilton. Are you asking me to do something wicked? Or are you begging to tell me your reasons for this interesting proposition of yours?”
“I…I wish to…oh bloody hell!”
Her oath was so completely unexpected as she jerked away from him that he found himself choking in an effort to swallow his laugh. Sophie Hamilton was far more interesting than any woman he’d ever met. 

Read the complete first chapter on Monica’s website

If you wish to get your hands on this deliciously wicked story, pick your favorite bookstore right her, right now!!

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More good reasons to buy this book!!

“…The sex scenes are scorching, but the love between her hero and heroine is better.” — RTBOOKReviews – 4 Stars

“Erotically crafted and sensually woven, this tale is interspersed with smoking hot love scenes and pithy dialogue between Devlyn and Sophia. Even as they circle each other like a couple of spitting cats, the desire between them sizzles, flourishes, and explodes..” ― Fallen Angel Reviews – Recommend Read

Sunday, August 4, 2013

ARe Bestseller!

It seems readers have made RUGGED HEARTS a bestseller over at All Romance eBooks! Thanks to ARe for the honor and thank you to readers who keep showin' some love to Wyatt and Aimee's story!