Due to a family situation, I won't be posting this week. Please check in May 6 for a new blog with Sam Cheever.
Until then...
Enjoy a safe and happy week!
Sloane
Monday, April 29, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Looking for a Special Meal?
How about dinner with Lizzie T. Leaf? This week my awesome friend from Colorado steps in to help me out. So take it away, Lizzie!
Hi Everyone,
This salmon recipe has a wonderful flavor and is a breeze to prepare. It also tastes good without the sauce. Add fresh green beans, a little pasta, and a chilled bottle of white wine and you have a meal fit for royalty.
Salmon with Cucumber Sauce
Fish
2 salmon fillets (6 ounces each)
2 tbsp. mayonnaise
½ cup finely chopped pecans
½ cup seasoned bread crumbs
2 tbsp. grated Parmesan cheese
1 tbsp. minced fresh parsley
1 tbsp. butter, melted
Cucumber Sauce
½ cup chopped seeded peeled cucumber
½ cup vanilla yogurt
½ tsp. snipped fresh dill or ¼ tsp. dried dill
¼ tsp. garlic powder
Preheat oven to 425°.
Lay salmon skin side down in a greased 11 in. x 7 in. baking dish. Spread 1 tablespoon mayonnaise over each fillet.
In a small bowl, combine the pecans, bread crumbs, Parmesan cheese, parsley and butter; spoon over salmon.
Bake 10-15 minutes or until the fish flakes easily with a fork.
Meanwhile, in a small bowl, combine the cucumber sauce ingredients. Serve with the salmon.
Yield: 2 servings
For dessert check out my latest release that is guaranteed cholesterol free.:)
Here is a little from my latest spicy romantic release for your reading pleasure.
Following the Powers directive to unite soul mates, a Scottish Cailleach's magic will have repercussions in several realms.
Mixed-blood author Ian McCabe, grandson of Fae and gods, tries to deny his powers while hiding his true origins from the human world. When he discovers mortal, Emma Grant unconscious at his front door, his world starts to change.
Tour director Emma Grant leads a group of senior ladies through Scotland. The breakdown of their bus on a rural Scottish backroad has her sloshing through the rain and mud on foot. Her efforts to seek help results in a fall that knocks her unconscious. She awakens to find the man of her dreams staring into her eyes.
Both feel an instant attraction, but will his secrets and her distrust of men keep them apart.
A few lines that tweak a grin.
Yep, at this rate, a long three weeks lay ahead. No one had told Emma that the dozen school teachers ranged in ages from sixty-nine to eighty-eight. Good grief, what happened to women at this age sitting on the front porch and enjoying their rocking chairs?
Mildred waved away the correction “Of course, dear. Whatever you say. I just want to know, will we see any men in kilts soon? I want to see what they wear under them.”
Dirty old woman. She asked that question at least half a dozen times before we got on the bus and stated the reason just as often.
Lizzie T. Leaf has loved books since she opened her first one. Her dream was to write them herself. Lost in the hectic day to day world of family, job, laundry and housework, writing became a distant memory. When the twinkling ember did spark, it was usually doused by someone demanding their share of her time.
Lizzie's life went full circle. The desire to put the stories that continued to play in her head on paper emerged stronger than ever, and at a time when there was someone who encouraged. Now she lives her dream.
Learn more about Lizzie T. Leaf on her website and blog. Connect with Lizzie on Facebook and follow her on Twitter.
Hi Everyone,
This salmon recipe has a wonderful flavor and is a breeze to prepare. It also tastes good without the sauce. Add fresh green beans, a little pasta, and a chilled bottle of white wine and you have a meal fit for royalty.
Salmon with Cucumber SauceFish
2 salmon fillets (6 ounces each)
2 tbsp. mayonnaise
½ cup finely chopped pecans
½ cup seasoned bread crumbs
2 tbsp. grated Parmesan cheese
1 tbsp. minced fresh parsley
1 tbsp. butter, melted
Cucumber Sauce
½ cup chopped seeded peeled cucumber
½ cup vanilla yogurt
½ tsp. snipped fresh dill or ¼ tsp. dried dill
¼ tsp. garlic powder
Preheat oven to 425°.
Lay salmon skin side down in a greased 11 in. x 7 in. baking dish. Spread 1 tablespoon mayonnaise over each fillet.
In a small bowl, combine the pecans, bread crumbs, Parmesan cheese, parsley and butter; spoon over salmon.
Bake 10-15 minutes or until the fish flakes easily with a fork.
Meanwhile, in a small bowl, combine the cucumber sauce ingredients. Serve with the salmon.
Yield: 2 servings
For dessert check out my latest release that is guaranteed cholesterol free.:)
Here is a little from my latest spicy romantic release for your reading pleasure.
Mixed-blood author Ian McCabe, grandson of Fae and gods, tries to deny his powers while hiding his true origins from the human world. When he discovers mortal, Emma Grant unconscious at his front door, his world starts to change.
Tour director Emma Grant leads a group of senior ladies through Scotland. The breakdown of their bus on a rural Scottish backroad has her sloshing through the rain and mud on foot. Her efforts to seek help results in a fall that knocks her unconscious. She awakens to find the man of her dreams staring into her eyes.
Both feel an instant attraction, but will his secrets and her distrust of men keep them apart.
A few lines that tweak a grin.
Yep, at this rate, a long three weeks lay ahead. No one had told Emma that the dozen school teachers ranged in ages from sixty-nine to eighty-eight. Good grief, what happened to women at this age sitting on the front porch and enjoying their rocking chairs?
Mildred waved away the correction “Of course, dear. Whatever you say. I just want to know, will we see any men in kilts soon? I want to see what they wear under them.”
Dirty old woman. She asked that question at least half a dozen times before we got on the bus and stated the reason just as often.
Read the first chapter on Amazon.
To read excerpts from other books by Lizzie T. Leaf please click onto Amazon.
Lizzie T. Leaf has loved books since she opened her first one. Her dream was to write them herself. Lost in the hectic day to day world of family, job, laundry and housework, writing became a distant memory. When the twinkling ember did spark, it was usually doused by someone demanding their share of her time.Lizzie's life went full circle. The desire to put the stories that continued to play in her head on paper emerged stronger than ever, and at a time when there was someone who encouraged. Now she lives her dream.
Learn more about Lizzie T. Leaf on her website and blog. Connect with Lizzie on Facebook and follow her on Twitter.
Monday, April 22, 2013
Embrace Your Steamy Side
Please allow me to introduce you to my good friend Sara Daniel who just happens to be a phenomenal author. Sara's here today to share her new thigh-clenching book Haley’s Man . The floor is all yours, Sara!
I wrote the original version of Haley’s Man for a super-hot publishing line that subsequently quadrupled their word count requirements. The story developed into such a fun sexy fantasy that I couldn't bear to keep it hidden on my hard drive. This is the steamiest book I've ever written and will never receive my grandmother's prim-and-proper seal of approval. I'm okay with that. I enjoy writing the occasional erotic fantasy to compliment my less spicy romance novels. If you're looking for white-hot heat in your reading material and/or in the bedroom, Haley’s Man will deliver.
by Sara Daniel
Contemporary Erotic Romance Novella
Free May 16, 2013 - May 20, 2013 only from Amazon
When Haley Miller posts on a sexual fantasies forum that she wants to have an orgasm while surrounded by her friends, one reply stands out. Intrigued and desperately aroused, Haley prepares for the orgasm of her dreams. But when she arrives at her friend’s house, she learns that the man of her dreams, Seth Gardner, is back in town. Now she must decide if she wants to go through with her plans for public pleasure or go after her dream date with Seth, or risk losing them both.
Sara Daniel writes what she loves to read—irresistible romance, from sweet to erotic and everything in between. On the personal side, Sara is a frazzled chauffeur, chef, personal assistant and slave to her children. She's crazy about country music and the drama of NASCAR. She has her own happily-ever-after romance with her hero husband. She is the author of nearly a dozen romance novels, novellas and short stories. For a complete list of titles, visit her website.
I wrote the original version of Haley’s Man for a super-hot publishing line that subsequently quadrupled their word count requirements. The story developed into such a fun sexy fantasy that I couldn't bear to keep it hidden on my hard drive. This is the steamiest book I've ever written and will never receive my grandmother's prim-and-proper seal of approval. I'm okay with that. I enjoy writing the occasional erotic fantasy to compliment my less spicy romance novels. If you're looking for white-hot heat in your reading material and/or in the bedroom, Haley’s Man will deliver.
Haley’s Man will be free on Amazon for five days from May 16 through May 20, 2013. Download a copy and help me spread the word. Please be aware: This is a steamy erotic romance with very explicit love scenes.
Contemporary Erotic Romance Novella
Free May 16, 2013 - May 20, 2013 only from Amazon
When Haley Miller posts on a sexual fantasies forum that she wants to have an orgasm while surrounded by her friends, one reply stands out. Intrigued and desperately aroused, Haley prepares for the orgasm of her dreams. But when she arrives at her friend’s house, she learns that the man of her dreams, Seth Gardner, is back in town. Now she must decide if she wants to go through with her plans for public pleasure or go after her dream date with Seth, or risk losing them both.
Sara Daniel writes what she loves to read—irresistible romance, from sweet to erotic and everything in between. On the personal side, Sara is a frazzled chauffeur, chef, personal assistant and slave to her children. She's crazy about country music and the drama of NASCAR. She has her own happily-ever-after romance with her hero husband. She is the author of nearly a dozen romance novels, novellas and short stories. For a complete list of titles, visit her website.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Patriotism Down Under
by Vonnie Hughes
G'day all!
With Anzac Day a scant nine days away, people all over Australia and New Zealand are remembering our war heroes by wearing red poppies and baking our traditional biscuits. The tradition began in World War I. Wives and lovers wanted to provide a bit of home to their soldiers and nurses, but they needed a food that wouldn't perish on the long journey. These biscuits were created and have been a symbol of Anzac Day ever since.
Here is a recipe that is easy and flavorful. I hope you try them.
ANZAC BISCUITS (COOKIES)
1 cup plain flour not self-raising
1 cup rolled oats
¾ cup sugar
½ cup dessicated (shredded) coconut
2 tbsp. golden syrup (light molasses)
1 tsp. bicarbonate of soda (raising agent)
125 grams of butter (4.4 ozs)
½ teaspoon salt
2 tbsp. boiling water.
Preheat oven to 160C or 325°F (140C or 285°F for a fan-forced oven).
Line two baking trays with non-stick baking paper (parchment paper).
Sift flour into a large bowl. Stir in the oats, coconut, sugar and salt.
Combine butter and golden syrup and stir over medium heat until melted.
Stir the bicarbonate of soda in the boiling water and add to the mixture. It will bubble.
Quickly pour the liquid over the flour mixture and combine.
Roll heaped tablespoons of the mixture into small balls and place at 5cm (about 2 inches) intervals on the baking trays. Press the balls down with a fork to flatten.
Bake for about 18-20 minutes until golden brown.
Note that these are not puffed up cookies but more a flat biscuit type of cookie.
Vonnie Hughes is a New Zealander living in Australia. She loves animals and jogging. Vonnie writes Regencies and romantic suspense novels along with short stories.
Learn more about Vonnie Hughes on her website and blog. Stay connected on Facebook and Goodreads.
G'day all!
With Anzac Day a scant nine days away, people all over Australia and New Zealand are remembering our war heroes by wearing red poppies and baking our traditional biscuits. The tradition began in World War I. Wives and lovers wanted to provide a bit of home to their soldiers and nurses, but they needed a food that wouldn't perish on the long journey. These biscuits were created and have been a symbol of Anzac Day ever since.
Here is a recipe that is easy and flavorful. I hope you try them.
ANZAC BISCUITS (COOKIES)1 cup plain flour not self-raising
1 cup rolled oats
¾ cup sugar
½ cup dessicated (shredded) coconut
2 tbsp. golden syrup (light molasses)
1 tsp. bicarbonate of soda (raising agent)
125 grams of butter (4.4 ozs)
½ teaspoon salt
2 tbsp. boiling water.
Preheat oven to 160C or 325°F (140C or 285°F for a fan-forced oven).
Line two baking trays with non-stick baking paper (parchment paper).
Sift flour into a large bowl. Stir in the oats, coconut, sugar and salt.
Combine butter and golden syrup and stir over medium heat until melted.
Stir the bicarbonate of soda in the boiling water and add to the mixture. It will bubble.
Quickly pour the liquid over the flour mixture and combine.
Roll heaped tablespoons of the mixture into small balls and place at 5cm (about 2 inches) intervals on the baking trays. Press the balls down with a fork to flatten.
Bake for about 18-20 minutes until golden brown.
Note that these are not puffed up cookies but more a flat biscuit type of cookie.
Vonnie Hughes is a New Zealander living in Australia. She loves animals and jogging. Vonnie writes Regencies and romantic suspense novels along with short stories.
Learn more about Vonnie Hughes on her website and blog. Stay connected on Facebook and Goodreads.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Marci Boudreaux Front and Center
I'm excited to introduce you to a prolific author who never ceases to amaze me. Marci Boudreaux has a sexy new release you definitely want to read. Several times.
I wrote The Messenger just over ten years ago. I was still riding high on winning third place for unpublished manuscript in a Texas Writers’ League contest. Unfortunately, the world didn’t love the book as much as I did. After numerous rejections, I put it on the shelf and only recently pulled it off to give it another go.
It needed lots of work. Let me say that again: It needed A LOT of work!! Head hopping, showing not telling, repetitive writing…just to name a few.
But I was determined, so I cleaned it up, offered it up and it was accepted by Secret Cravings Publishing. I knew it still needed more polishing and scrubbing, so I turned to some great author friends—Vonnie Hughes, Parker Kincade, and yes, even our beloved Sloane all had a peek at it—to help me get my head on straight and attack this as an editor instead of a sentimental writer.
With their help I was able to rework this story that I’ve loved for so long into something that I hope you will love too!
Evelyn Thomas is tired of being treated like a little girl playing dress-up. Just because she is working at her father’s newspaper doesn’t mean she isn’t a good journalist. All she needs is a chance to prove it.
Unfortunately for seasoned reporter Wes Reilly, that chance turns out to be the exact same story he’s working on.
When the journalists get separate leads on the same insurance scam, they butt heads over who gets to expose it. However, when Eve’s source ends up in ICU she has no choice but to turn to Wes for help.
Every step they take brings them closer towards the truth and each other. But the path to vindication is filled with danger and leaves Wes and Eve struggling to get out of sticky situations and fighting for their lives.
EXCERPT:
Eve ran her hand along one of the many rows and skimmed the file tags until she got close to the numerical prefix she was looking for. She pushed the files as far apart as the overstuffed shelf allowed and tilted her head down to get a closer look. She went over each name, not finding any files which corresponded with names on the list Jerry had given her.
This was impossible, like finding the proverbial needle in a haystack. She pulled a piece of paper from her shirt pocket to verify the spelling of the name before she pushed the folders apart again in case she had missed what she was looking for the first time.
Suddenly a hand roughly grabbed her shoulder. She spun around, her heart racing and her lungs tight with the gulp of air she had involuntarily inhaled. As soon as she met the angry gaze of the man who had startled her, she let her breath out with a rush and sank against the wall of folders.
Wes pressed his lips together and flexed his jaw muscles as he stared at her. “What are you doing here?”
She looked at the white coat he was wearing with a badge which identified him as Dr. Henderson. “What are you doing here?”
Wes leaned down to get eye-to-eye with her. “Answer me, Thomas.”
“I’m following a lead.”
“What lead?”
“I don’t have to share my stories with you.”
“Your story?”
“Yes.”
He snorted as he leaned back. “Exactly what story would that be? How to properly file medical records?”
She felt the sting of his words go straight to her heart. Defiance set in and she stood a little straighter. “Insurance fraud.”
Wes stared at her for several seconds. He may have been trying to intimidate her, but his glare had nothing on her father’s. She simply cocked her brow in return.
“That’s my story,” he said.
Eve shook her head. “No. I got this tip on my own, Reilly, and if you think you’re going to steal it away from me—”
“Steal it away from you? I’d like to know where you got your tip ’cause I’ve been on this story since last week. You are so unbelievably—”
Eve raised her brows when he stopped mid-sentence and turned his head away. “I’m so unbelievably what?”
“Shut up,” he breathed. Her mouth opened and Wes put his hand over her lips. “Hush.”
Eve gasped when she was quiet long enough to hear footsteps. She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away. “What do we do?”
BUY LINK
Marci Boudreaux lives with her husband, two children, and their numerous pets. She is a freelance writer and video producer for a variety of local monthly magazines as well as a content editor for several small publishing houses.
Romance is her preferred reading and writing genre because nothing feels better than falling in love with someone new and her husband doesn’t like when she does that in real life.
Marci is currently working on her Masters in Publishing and has plans to eventually take over the world.
Learn more about Marci Boudreaux on her website and blog. Stay connected on Facebook and Twitter.
I wrote The Messenger just over ten years ago. I was still riding high on winning third place for unpublished manuscript in a Texas Writers’ League contest. Unfortunately, the world didn’t love the book as much as I did. After numerous rejections, I put it on the shelf and only recently pulled it off to give it another go.It needed lots of work. Let me say that again: It needed A LOT of work!! Head hopping, showing not telling, repetitive writing…just to name a few.
But I was determined, so I cleaned it up, offered it up and it was accepted by Secret Cravings Publishing. I knew it still needed more polishing and scrubbing, so I turned to some great author friends—Vonnie Hughes, Parker Kincade, and yes, even our beloved Sloane all had a peek at it—to help me get my head on straight and attack this as an editor instead of a sentimental writer.
With their help I was able to rework this story that I’ve loved for so long into something that I hope you will love too!
Evelyn Thomas is tired of being treated like a little girl playing dress-up. Just because she is working at her father’s newspaper doesn’t mean she isn’t a good journalist. All she needs is a chance to prove it.Unfortunately for seasoned reporter Wes Reilly, that chance turns out to be the exact same story he’s working on.
When the journalists get separate leads on the same insurance scam, they butt heads over who gets to expose it. However, when Eve’s source ends up in ICU she has no choice but to turn to Wes for help.
Every step they take brings them closer towards the truth and each other. But the path to vindication is filled with danger and leaves Wes and Eve struggling to get out of sticky situations and fighting for their lives.
EXCERPT:
Eve ran her hand along one of the many rows and skimmed the file tags until she got close to the numerical prefix she was looking for. She pushed the files as far apart as the overstuffed shelf allowed and tilted her head down to get a closer look. She went over each name, not finding any files which corresponded with names on the list Jerry had given her.
This was impossible, like finding the proverbial needle in a haystack. She pulled a piece of paper from her shirt pocket to verify the spelling of the name before she pushed the folders apart again in case she had missed what she was looking for the first time.
Suddenly a hand roughly grabbed her shoulder. She spun around, her heart racing and her lungs tight with the gulp of air she had involuntarily inhaled. As soon as she met the angry gaze of the man who had startled her, she let her breath out with a rush and sank against the wall of folders.
Wes pressed his lips together and flexed his jaw muscles as he stared at her. “What are you doing here?”
She looked at the white coat he was wearing with a badge which identified him as Dr. Henderson. “What are you doing here?”
Wes leaned down to get eye-to-eye with her. “Answer me, Thomas.”
“I’m following a lead.”
“What lead?”
“I don’t have to share my stories with you.”
“Your story?”
“Yes.”
He snorted as he leaned back. “Exactly what story would that be? How to properly file medical records?”
She felt the sting of his words go straight to her heart. Defiance set in and she stood a little straighter. “Insurance fraud.”
Wes stared at her for several seconds. He may have been trying to intimidate her, but his glare had nothing on her father’s. She simply cocked her brow in return.
“That’s my story,” he said.
Eve shook her head. “No. I got this tip on my own, Reilly, and if you think you’re going to steal it away from me—”
“Steal it away from you? I’d like to know where you got your tip ’cause I’ve been on this story since last week. You are so unbelievably—”
Eve raised her brows when he stopped mid-sentence and turned his head away. “I’m so unbelievably what?”
“Shut up,” he breathed. Her mouth opened and Wes put his hand over her lips. “Hush.”
Eve gasped when she was quiet long enough to hear footsteps. She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away. “What do we do?”
BUY LINK
Marci Boudreaux lives with her husband, two children, and their numerous pets. She is a freelance writer and video producer for a variety of local monthly magazines as well as a content editor for several small publishing houses.
Romance is her preferred reading and writing genre because nothing feels better than falling in love with someone new and her husband doesn’t like when she does that in real life.
Marci is currently working on her Masters in Publishing and has plans to eventually take over the world.
Learn more about Marci Boudreaux on her website and blog. Stay connected on Facebook and Twitter.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Scrumptious Lemon Almond Macaroons
Romantic suspense author Susan Rae is here to share an awesome cookie recipe and an easy sweet contest. Take it away Susan!
Hi Everyone,
These scrumptious macaroons are perfect for curling up with your coffee and your e-reader. And, because they don’t have any flour in them, I believe they are gluten-free. I admit I cannot take credit for the recipe. I found the original recipe in The American Profile magazine when I was looking for something tasty for my son who was on an almond kick. I’ve tweaked it a bit for my own use because I enjoy one big cookie versus two small. I love the fact that they are super easy and quick to make with only four ingredients.
P.S. If you’d like to win a coffee mug like the one in the picture celebrating the release of my new novel, ICE blue, and a free download of heartbeats or freefall, please click HERE to go to my website and enter the contest which runs through Friday, April 12th.
Scrumptious Lemon Almond Macaroons
2- 2/3 cups blanched almonds (about 12 ounces)
1- 1/2 cups sugar
3 large egg whites
3 heaping teaspoons freshly grated lemon rind
Position rack in upper third of oven and preheat to 350°F.
Line two baking sheets with parchment or waxed paper, allowing it to extend slightly over the sides of the baking sheet.
In food processor, grind almonds with sugar until mixture forms even crumbs. Add egg white and lemon rind and process until smooth. If you have a smaller processor, do this step in batches.
Drop by heaping tablespoonfuls onto prepared backing sheet, spacing about 1 inch apart. (I use a 1 ½” diameter cookie dough scoop which is about one heaping tablespoon.)
With moistened fingers, press slightly to flatten each macaroon until they are about ½ inch high.
Bake 18 to 20 minutes until very lightly but evenly browned. The centers should still be soft. Remove from oven.
Lift one end of paper and pour about 2 tablespoons of water under it, onto baking sheet. The water will boil in contact with the baking sheet. Lift the other end of the paper and pour about 2 tablespoons of water under it also. Tilt pan so the water spreads under all the cookies. When the water stops boiling, remove macaroons carefully from paper. Transfer to rack and cool. Store in an airtight container.
Makes 24
Mmmm, now kick back with your coffee and a macaroon or two and enjoy some sizzling suspense.
When lives are on the line, sometimes the wrong thing is the right thing to do.
BLURB:
Born into a Chicago cop family, while her brothers get their rush from catching bad guys, paramedic Angela DeLuca gets hers from saving lives. A tough beauty with a heart perhaps too big, Angela champions the underdog because, as the youngest of six siblings, she often felt like one.
ICE Special Agent Troy Deavers became a cop to prove he wasn’t like his father—a southern politician who brought his family down with greed and corruption. Troy doesn’t suffer victims well. At first intrigued by Angela’s passion, he soon fears that the fire in Angela’s heart will be her undoing.
What happens when Troy falls in love with the lovely but infuriating Angela, the Chicago paramedic who insists on protecting a young witness and her unborn baby—a witness who could break his case wide open?
You met the DeLuca family in heartbeats, now come to know them even better in ICE blue.
To read an excerpt of ICE blue, please click HERE.
To purchase a copy of ICE blue, please click a vendor's link.
Musa Publishing
Amazon
Barnes & Noble
Author of contemporary romantic suspense/mystery novels, Susan Rae loves writing romantic suspense because it allows her to combine a sexy, passionate love story with a gritty suspense tale--in her opinion, the best of both worlds. When she is not writing, you might find her on the golf course working on her handicap or traveling around the country with her husband and empty nest puppies, Ginger and Nikute, seeking out settings for her novels.
freefall, Susan's second novel, takes place in Wisconsin's Kettle Moraine Forest and beautiful Door County. ICE blue returns to the busy streets of Chicago and the shores of Lake Michigan to continue the story of the DeLuca family which began in her award winning first novel, heartbeats. She is currently working on the third book in the DeLuca series, TRUE blue, due out in 2014, where it seems her characters must take a trip to Montana's majestic Glacier National Park--a fact which pleases Susan immensely.
To read more about Susan Rae and her books, please visit her website.
I'll be back Monday with a new release from Marci Boudreaux. Until then...
Happy Eating!
Sloane
Hi Everyone,
These scrumptious macaroons are perfect for curling up with your coffee and your e-reader. And, because they don’t have any flour in them, I believe they are gluten-free. I admit I cannot take credit for the recipe. I found the original recipe in The American Profile magazine when I was looking for something tasty for my son who was on an almond kick. I’ve tweaked it a bit for my own use because I enjoy one big cookie versus two small. I love the fact that they are super easy and quick to make with only four ingredients.
P.S. If you’d like to win a coffee mug like the one in the picture celebrating the release of my new novel, ICE blue, and a free download of heartbeats or freefall, please click HERE to go to my website and enter the contest which runs through Friday, April 12th.
2- 2/3 cups blanched almonds (about 12 ounces)
1- 1/2 cups sugar
3 large egg whites
3 heaping teaspoons freshly grated lemon rind
Position rack in upper third of oven and preheat to 350°F.
Line two baking sheets with parchment or waxed paper, allowing it to extend slightly over the sides of the baking sheet.
In food processor, grind almonds with sugar until mixture forms even crumbs. Add egg white and lemon rind and process until smooth. If you have a smaller processor, do this step in batches.
Drop by heaping tablespoonfuls onto prepared backing sheet, spacing about 1 inch apart. (I use a 1 ½” diameter cookie dough scoop which is about one heaping tablespoon.)
With moistened fingers, press slightly to flatten each macaroon until they are about ½ inch high.
Bake 18 to 20 minutes until very lightly but evenly browned. The centers should still be soft. Remove from oven.
Lift one end of paper and pour about 2 tablespoons of water under it, onto baking sheet. The water will boil in contact with the baking sheet. Lift the other end of the paper and pour about 2 tablespoons of water under it also. Tilt pan so the water spreads under all the cookies. When the water stops boiling, remove macaroons carefully from paper. Transfer to rack and cool. Store in an airtight container.
Makes 24
Mmmm, now kick back with your coffee and a macaroon or two and enjoy some sizzling suspense.
When lives are on the line, sometimes the wrong thing is the right thing to do.BLURB:
Born into a Chicago cop family, while her brothers get their rush from catching bad guys, paramedic Angela DeLuca gets hers from saving lives. A tough beauty with a heart perhaps too big, Angela champions the underdog because, as the youngest of six siblings, she often felt like one.
ICE Special Agent Troy Deavers became a cop to prove he wasn’t like his father—a southern politician who brought his family down with greed and corruption. Troy doesn’t suffer victims well. At first intrigued by Angela’s passion, he soon fears that the fire in Angela’s heart will be her undoing.
What happens when Troy falls in love with the lovely but infuriating Angela, the Chicago paramedic who insists on protecting a young witness and her unborn baby—a witness who could break his case wide open?
You met the DeLuca family in heartbeats, now come to know them even better in ICE blue.
To read an excerpt of ICE blue, please click HERE.
To purchase a copy of ICE blue, please click a vendor's link.
Musa Publishing
Amazon
Barnes & Noble
Author of contemporary romantic suspense/mystery novels, Susan Rae loves writing romantic suspense because it allows her to combine a sexy, passionate love story with a gritty suspense tale--in her opinion, the best of both worlds. When she is not writing, you might find her on the golf course working on her handicap or traveling around the country with her husband and empty nest puppies, Ginger and Nikute, seeking out settings for her novels.freefall, Susan's second novel, takes place in Wisconsin's Kettle Moraine Forest and beautiful Door County. ICE blue returns to the busy streets of Chicago and the shores of Lake Michigan to continue the story of the DeLuca family which began in her award winning first novel, heartbeats. She is currently working on the third book in the DeLuca series, TRUE blue, due out in 2014, where it seems her characters must take a trip to Montana's majestic Glacier National Park--a fact which pleases Susan immensely.
To read more about Susan Rae and her books, please visit her website.
I'll be back Monday with a new release from Marci Boudreaux. Until then...
Happy Eating!
Sloane
Monday, April 08, 2013
A Summer Night Fling
Raine Delight is here to share a bit from her latest release A Summer Night Fling. This contemporary paranormal M/M short story has everything a reader craves. Check it out for yourself.
A Summer Night Fling
Raine Delight
ISBN: 9781301462667
BLURB:
Cal Larson wasn't expecting to find a hot sexy man stuck in a tree as he took his morning walk in the woods. When he meets Alex, sparks fly and these two find that love is waiting to claim them. Except Alex has a secret…one that may bring danger to Cal’s doorstep. Can Cal find it in his heart to accept Alex and let this summer fling turn into something much more?
EXCERPT:
Cal Larson walked into his house and knew something was different. The feeling of peace, of home, escaped him that moment. He tried to figure out what it was as he tossed his coat over the stair railing and asked, “Hey, Mal, you around?”
Silence answered him. He walked across the foyer to the living room, searching for his lover of five years. After spying no one in the room, he moved deeper into the house, his heart starting to pound and an uneasy feeling making his stomach churn. When opening the kitchen door revealed nothing, he made his way back to the stairwell and ran up to the master bedroom. Hoping that Malcolm was in the shower, he walked into the room and stopped short. Drawers were open, clothes scattered, but no Malcolm was in sight.
He ran over to the closet and saw the empty space where his lover’s clothes should have been. The suitcases they used on trips were gone, and with a heavy heart he sat down on the bed, anguish running through his soul.
“What the heck happened?” Cal turned to see the destruction of the room he had given him so many wonderful memories. Of Malcolm coming toward him, naked after a shower, smelling fresh and manly, and all he needed to do was touch Cal and he was lost.
Hearing a crinkle of paper, he turned and discovered a piece of crumpled paper stuck in the sheets of the bed. Smoothing it out as best he could, he saw it was from Malcolm.
Dear Cal,
By now you know I am gone. I can’t do this anymore. I have fallen out of love with you and moved on. I am sorry for this but hope you can forgive me eventually.
My best,
Malcolm
Blinking with shock, Cal stared at the paper in disbelief. His lover had decided to leave without even saying goodbye or offer an explanation at that. He left a ‘Dear John’ letter and wiped his hands of five years of being a couple. What happened to loving one another and giving each other support as they pursued their dreams?
“Well goddamn me to hell and back, “ Cal swore as he stood and walked out of the room, never glancing back while the letter slowly fell to the ground.
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Haunting Magic
Red Hot Magic
Sticky Magic
Raine Delight loves to be pampered by her harem of men that exist solely for her pleasure. Wait…..that was in a movie she saw. Hey, she can dream. Raine loves to fight with her muse, attack her manuscripts and find a way to silence the many voices in her head. Inspiration hits at odd times and for Raine, a blank word document page gives her many possibilities on story ideas. Living with her two kids, a significant other who supports her every move in writing and doesn’t seem to mind she gets up at 2 am to type away on the computer. With a love for Johnny Depp, movies and 80’s hair bands, Raine finds a way to bring all her chaotic thoughts into a story that tells her readers about love and romance.
Learn more about Raine on her Website and blog. Stay connected on Facebook and her Author/Reader Loop.
I'll be back Wednesday with a new recipe. Until then...
Happy Reading!
Sloane
A Summer Night Fling
Raine Delight
ISBN: 9781301462667
BLURB:
Cal Larson wasn't expecting to find a hot sexy man stuck in a tree as he took his morning walk in the woods. When he meets Alex, sparks fly and these two find that love is waiting to claim them. Except Alex has a secret…one that may bring danger to Cal’s doorstep. Can Cal find it in his heart to accept Alex and let this summer fling turn into something much more?
EXCERPT:
Cal Larson walked into his house and knew something was different. The feeling of peace, of home, escaped him that moment. He tried to figure out what it was as he tossed his coat over the stair railing and asked, “Hey, Mal, you around?”
Silence answered him. He walked across the foyer to the living room, searching for his lover of five years. After spying no one in the room, he moved deeper into the house, his heart starting to pound and an uneasy feeling making his stomach churn. When opening the kitchen door revealed nothing, he made his way back to the stairwell and ran up to the master bedroom. Hoping that Malcolm was in the shower, he walked into the room and stopped short. Drawers were open, clothes scattered, but no Malcolm was in sight.
He ran over to the closet and saw the empty space where his lover’s clothes should have been. The suitcases they used on trips were gone, and with a heavy heart he sat down on the bed, anguish running through his soul.
“What the heck happened?” Cal turned to see the destruction of the room he had given him so many wonderful memories. Of Malcolm coming toward him, naked after a shower, smelling fresh and manly, and all he needed to do was touch Cal and he was lost.
Hearing a crinkle of paper, he turned and discovered a piece of crumpled paper stuck in the sheets of the bed. Smoothing it out as best he could, he saw it was from Malcolm.
Dear Cal,
By now you know I am gone. I can’t do this anymore. I have fallen out of love with you and moved on. I am sorry for this but hope you can forgive me eventually.
My best,
Malcolm
Blinking with shock, Cal stared at the paper in disbelief. His lover had decided to leave without even saying goodbye or offer an explanation at that. He left a ‘Dear John’ letter and wiped his hands of five years of being a couple. What happened to loving one another and giving each other support as they pursued their dreams?
“Well goddamn me to hell and back, “ Cal swore as he stood and walked out of the room, never glancing back while the letter slowly fell to the ground.
Buy Links
Smashwords
Amazon Kindle
To read excerpts from Raine's other books, please click HERE.
To view trailers from Raine's other books, please click a title.
Haunting Magic
Red Hot Magic
Sticky Magic
Raine Delight loves to be pampered by her harem of men that exist solely for her pleasure. Wait…..that was in a movie she saw. Hey, she can dream. Raine loves to fight with her muse, attack her manuscripts and find a way to silence the many voices in her head. Inspiration hits at odd times and for Raine, a blank word document page gives her many possibilities on story ideas. Living with her two kids, a significant other who supports her every move in writing and doesn’t seem to mind she gets up at 2 am to type away on the computer. With a love for Johnny Depp, movies and 80’s hair bands, Raine finds a way to bring all her chaotic thoughts into a story that tells her readers about love and romance.
Learn more about Raine on her Website and blog. Stay connected on Facebook and her Author/Reader Loop.
I'll be back Wednesday with a new recipe. Until then...
Happy Reading!
Sloane
Friday, April 05, 2013
Time to Wrap It Up
The Magnificent Men of Munich saga draws to a close with book four. Yesterday's Lovers brings us Rhineholdt Hoffman, a man who has yet to realize his inner strength, and Isabella Carrington, an heiress who always gets what she wants.
Isabella Carrington has everything a pampered heiress wants, except for the most important item - love.
BLURB:
No matter how many designer items she buys or men she conquers, Isabella Carrington never seems to find what she’s looking for. When she meets the one man in the world completely unaffected by her charms, she is determined to have him, even if it means a dunk in the Grand Canal.
Rhineholdt Hoffman has sworn off women after a destructive relationship alienated him from everyone and everything he loved. Now on self-imposed exile in Venice, Holt lives a solitary existence until a wild French Canadian shakes the staid accountant to the core and makes him question his beliefs.
Issy and Holt are forced to come out of the past and face their future as they set the Venetian nights on fire. Especially after an odd turn of events and an old gypsy have them wondering if they were yesterday’s lovers.
EXCERPT:
Heat coiled through Isabella with Holt’s firm hands holding her in place. All those lonely nights she had spent thinking about him stroking her breasts, plunging inside her vagina, driving her closer to orgasm, raced through her mind. The fantasies had been sweet torture, but nothing compared to reality. Sacre bleu! She needed to ride him and end this torment. He had been the true reason she stayed on after the wedding. The hope of having him in her bed for the weekend had been worth a dunk into the canal.
The oval mirror above the sink gave a perfect reflection of her hand clamped tightly on his ass. He pulled open the glass shower door and she trembled with anticipation.
He twisted on the faucet, then slid her down his body, his hard-on pressing against her abdomen. A volley of shivers arced up her spine as she cupped his face.
“You are too impatient, Schatze.” He turned her around and rested an arm under her breasts, holding her in place as he adjusted the water.
She rubbed her butt against his zipper.
“Definitely too impatient.”
“I have waited a long time for you, Holt, and I have no intention of missing this bon opportunity.”
He turned her to face him and teased his palms over her tight nipples.
“Do you feel well enough to do this?” He skimmed a finger down her bruised cheek. “I do not want to hurt you?”
“Non, mon chér, you will not get out of this so easily by using a few dark spots as an excuse.” She squared her shoulders, striving for tough, but failed when her laughter bubbled up at his expression. “Remember? I have been a tres bad girl.”
“You are sure?” His lips trailed a path of fire down her throat to the scooped neckline of her silk robe.
“Never more of anything in my life.” She caressed the dark brown stubble on his chin, the short bristles crisp under her touch. He raised his head, his eyes smoldering. She traced his full lips with her thumb, then glided her tongue across their seam. He pulled away before she could plunge in.
“Nein, Isabella, I thought you had learned the other day, I am the one in control.” His voice thickened.
“Then I must be the submissive?”
He nodded, determination gleamed in his eyes.
She tapped his chin. “You do know the submissive has all the true control.”
He shook his head, a puzzled expression furrowed his brow. Her words were clearly alien to him.
“Oui, mon chér. The sub is the one who stops it all when they say the safe word.”
He looked up, his brown eyes blanked over. “But what if the dominant does not comply?”
Had she misread him? A chill whisked up her spine. Isabella liked sex—loved it, in fact—but she did not like pain. Of any kind.
“Why would you not stop if I told you it was too much?” She had to get this straight or there would be no playtime with the man who set her juices flowing. Instead, she would be on a jet to Canada that very afternoon.
BUY LINKS
Musa Publishing
Amazon
I'll be back Monday. Have a wonderful weekend!
Sloane
Isabella Carrington has everything a pampered heiress wants, except for the most important item - love.BLURB:
No matter how many designer items she buys or men she conquers, Isabella Carrington never seems to find what she’s looking for. When she meets the one man in the world completely unaffected by her charms, she is determined to have him, even if it means a dunk in the Grand Canal.
Rhineholdt Hoffman has sworn off women after a destructive relationship alienated him from everyone and everything he loved. Now on self-imposed exile in Venice, Holt lives a solitary existence until a wild French Canadian shakes the staid accountant to the core and makes him question his beliefs.
Issy and Holt are forced to come out of the past and face their future as they set the Venetian nights on fire. Especially after an odd turn of events and an old gypsy have them wondering if they were yesterday’s lovers.
EXCERPT:
Heat coiled through Isabella with Holt’s firm hands holding her in place. All those lonely nights she had spent thinking about him stroking her breasts, plunging inside her vagina, driving her closer to orgasm, raced through her mind. The fantasies had been sweet torture, but nothing compared to reality. Sacre bleu! She needed to ride him and end this torment. He had been the true reason she stayed on after the wedding. The hope of having him in her bed for the weekend had been worth a dunk into the canal.
The oval mirror above the sink gave a perfect reflection of her hand clamped tightly on his ass. He pulled open the glass shower door and she trembled with anticipation.
He twisted on the faucet, then slid her down his body, his hard-on pressing against her abdomen. A volley of shivers arced up her spine as she cupped his face.
“You are too impatient, Schatze.” He turned her around and rested an arm under her breasts, holding her in place as he adjusted the water.
She rubbed her butt against his zipper.
“Definitely too impatient.”
“I have waited a long time for you, Holt, and I have no intention of missing this bon opportunity.”
He turned her to face him and teased his palms over her tight nipples.
“Do you feel well enough to do this?” He skimmed a finger down her bruised cheek. “I do not want to hurt you?”
“Non, mon chér, you will not get out of this so easily by using a few dark spots as an excuse.” She squared her shoulders, striving for tough, but failed when her laughter bubbled up at his expression. “Remember? I have been a tres bad girl.”
“You are sure?” His lips trailed a path of fire down her throat to the scooped neckline of her silk robe.
“Never more of anything in my life.” She caressed the dark brown stubble on his chin, the short bristles crisp under her touch. He raised his head, his eyes smoldering. She traced his full lips with her thumb, then glided her tongue across their seam. He pulled away before she could plunge in.
“Nein, Isabella, I thought you had learned the other day, I am the one in control.” His voice thickened.
“Then I must be the submissive?”
He nodded, determination gleamed in his eyes.
She tapped his chin. “You do know the submissive has all the true control.”
He shook his head, a puzzled expression furrowed his brow. Her words were clearly alien to him.
“Oui, mon chér. The sub is the one who stops it all when they say the safe word.”
He looked up, his brown eyes blanked over. “But what if the dominant does not comply?”
Had she misread him? A chill whisked up her spine. Isabella liked sex—loved it, in fact—but she did not like pain. Of any kind.
“Why would you not stop if I told you it was too much?” She had to get this straight or there would be no playtime with the man who set her juices flowing. Instead, she would be on a jet to Canada that very afternoon.
BUY LINKS
Musa Publishing
Amazon
I'll be back Monday. Have a wonderful weekend!
Sloane
Wednesday, April 03, 2013
OPA!
I'm excited to introduce you to my friend from Down Under Eleni Konstantine. Not only is Eleni a fantastic writer, she's one hell of a cook! So take it away Eleni and dazzle us an awesome Greek dish.
Hi Everyone! Nice to meet you all.
I’m very lucky. I’ve been surrounded by good cooks my whole life. One food that I have loved since I was a kid is pastitsio. And my mum’s pastitsio has always been my favourite.
What is pastitsio? It’s Greek and is sort of like a mousaka, but instead of potato and eggplant, you use pasta. We cook it for my dad’s name day celebration. It is one of his favourite dishes.
There are three layers traditionally but we mix up the bottom two layers.
1. Pasta - bottom layer
2. Mince sauce
3. Béchamel sauce - top
You will find variations on the web, but this is the one that always makes my mouth water no mater what.
The following is for a dish 30cm x 40cm (11 inches x 15 inches)
I had to pin my mum down for this as she does this off the cuff and changes according to the size of the casserole dish.
Ingredients
500gm (1 pound) pasta of your choice. We usually go for penne as it mixes with the mince layer really well.
7 eggs (3 egg whites, lightly beaten for mince/pasta layer; the remainder egg yellows will go in the béchamel (white sauce) and 4 eggs in Béchamel sauce.
7 cups milk
6 tbsp. melted salted butter
250gms (1 cup) of corn flour
1 tsp. of nutmeg
salt
white pepper
8 tbsp. grated parmesan cheese or dried ricotta cheese or a mixture of both
800-1kg mince or 13/4-2 pounds ground - we usually do a mixture of Pork and Beef. 1/3 cup extra virgin olive oil
1 onion grated
2 tbsp. of tomato paste
1 14oz. can diced tomatoes or readymade pasta sauce to replace the paste and diced tomato
½ cup chopped parsley (continental)
1- 1½ cups water
8 tbsp. corn flour heaping
Mince Layer
- Heat oil and fry mince until brown.
- Add onion and stir
- Add tomato paste and diced tomato. Stir
- Add ¾ teaspoon nutmeg.
- Add salt and pepper to taste.
- Add chopped parsley
- Stir until there is little to no liquid left.
- Take off heat and put to side.
Pasta Layer
- boil the paster so it’s al dente. tip 1: add a few drops of extra virgin olive oil; tip 2: when you add the pasta, add some salt to taste.
- strain pasta
Combining Layers
- Mix the meat sauce and the pasta together
- Add 3 lightly beaten egg whites into mixture and stir.
- Butter or oil a casserole dish (we use Pyrex) before use.
- Pour mixture above into casserole dish and flatten out to cover the bottom of the dish.
- Leave for 10 minutes (so the meat takes up a bit of the heat)
- Add the 7 tablespoons of the cheese(s)
White Sauce
- Place 6 cups of milk, a pinch of white pepper, ¼ teaspoon with melted butter into saucepan to boil.
- As this is heating, add into a bowl, the remainder eggs (4 whole + 3 yellows), 1 cup of milk and corn flour and whisk until the corn flour is absorbed.
- Add the bowl’s ingredients into the saucepan and stir until the milk froths.
- If there are lumps in your white sauce, you can sift it through to make it more smooth.
- Add white sauce to the casserole dish. Spread out.
The Finish
- Add some dried grated ricotta cheese or parmesan cheese to top of mixture
- Put in oven at 180Celcuis (356 Fahrenheit) for an hour.
- Let it rest for 10 minutes when you take it out of the oven.
- Cut into how large you want your pieces to be, and serve.
- A Greek village salad makes a good side dish.
Eleni Konstantine is Fantasy and Paranormal fiction writer, with a number of shorts published. Her stories range from flash fiction to novels. She blames her mother for her writing bug because as a child she was given many books, including illustrated fairytales. That and a love of Greek mythology, and Eleni was destined to become a writer.
Eleni lives in Adelaide, Australia, with her family and feisty American Staffy.
Learn more about Eleni Konstantine on her website and her blog Eleni's Taverna.
Hi Everyone! Nice to meet you all.
I’m very lucky. I’ve been surrounded by good cooks my whole life. One food that I have loved since I was a kid is pastitsio. And my mum’s pastitsio has always been my favourite.
What is pastitsio? It’s Greek and is sort of like a mousaka, but instead of potato and eggplant, you use pasta. We cook it for my dad’s name day celebration. It is one of his favourite dishes.There are three layers traditionally but we mix up the bottom two layers.
1. Pasta - bottom layer
2. Mince sauce
3. Béchamel sauce - top
You will find variations on the web, but this is the one that always makes my mouth water no mater what.
The following is for a dish 30cm x 40cm (11 inches x 15 inches)
I had to pin my mum down for this as she does this off the cuff and changes according to the size of the casserole dish.
Ingredients
500gm (1 pound) pasta of your choice. We usually go for penne as it mixes with the mince layer really well.
7 eggs (3 egg whites, lightly beaten for mince/pasta layer; the remainder egg yellows will go in the béchamel (white sauce) and 4 eggs in Béchamel sauce.
7 cups milk
6 tbsp. melted salted butter
250gms (1 cup) of corn flour
1 tsp. of nutmeg
salt
white pepper
8 tbsp. grated parmesan cheese or dried ricotta cheese or a mixture of both
800-1kg mince or 13/4-2 pounds ground - we usually do a mixture of Pork and Beef. 1/3 cup extra virgin olive oil
1 onion grated
2 tbsp. of tomato paste
1 14oz. can diced tomatoes or readymade pasta sauce to replace the paste and diced tomato
½ cup chopped parsley (continental)
1- 1½ cups water
8 tbsp. corn flour heaping
Mince Layer
- Heat oil and fry mince until brown.
- Add onion and stir
- Add tomato paste and diced tomato. Stir
- Add ¾ teaspoon nutmeg.
- Add salt and pepper to taste.
- Add chopped parsley
- Stir until there is little to no liquid left.
- Take off heat and put to side.
Pasta Layer
- boil the paster so it’s al dente. tip 1: add a few drops of extra virgin olive oil; tip 2: when you add the pasta, add some salt to taste.
- strain pasta
Combining Layers
- Mix the meat sauce and the pasta together
- Add 3 lightly beaten egg whites into mixture and stir.
- Butter or oil a casserole dish (we use Pyrex) before use.
- Pour mixture above into casserole dish and flatten out to cover the bottom of the dish.
- Leave for 10 minutes (so the meat takes up a bit of the heat)
- Add the 7 tablespoons of the cheese(s)
White Sauce
- Place 6 cups of milk, a pinch of white pepper, ¼ teaspoon with melted butter into saucepan to boil.
- As this is heating, add into a bowl, the remainder eggs (4 whole + 3 yellows), 1 cup of milk and corn flour and whisk until the corn flour is absorbed.
- Add the bowl’s ingredients into the saucepan and stir until the milk froths.
- If there are lumps in your white sauce, you can sift it through to make it more smooth.
- Add white sauce to the casserole dish. Spread out.
The Finish
- Add some dried grated ricotta cheese or parmesan cheese to top of mixture
- Put in oven at 180Celcuis (356 Fahrenheit) for an hour.
- Let it rest for 10 minutes when you take it out of the oven.
- Cut into how large you want your pieces to be, and serve.
- A Greek village salad makes a good side dish.
Eleni lives in Adelaide, Australia, with her family and feisty American Staffy.
Learn more about Eleni Konstantine on her website and her blog Eleni's Taverna.
Monday, April 01, 2013
MEET SAM CHEEVER
A good friend and a terrific author. ESTHER EGG HUNT is Sam's latest release and the perfect erotic paranormal to tease all your senses.
ESTHER EGG HUNT
Sam Cheever
Ebook BIN: 06268-02014
Changeling Press
BUY LINK
This Easter, Esther’s gonna resurrect some serious feelings in her sexy perdition guide.
Esther Mills is caught in Hell’s version of Groundhog Day. Every year she’s resurrected on Easter and relives her death, only to be escorted to Hell again. The one thing that makes her life tolerable is being escorted back to Hell each time by Lucifer, her sexy perdition guide. Esther and Luc share a hot crush. But for some reason he won’t act on his feelings. So this Easter, Esther’s going to make sure Luc can’t ignore her any longer. She’s going to take her life back… and when she’s done with her sexy devil, he’s not gonna know what hit him!
EXCERPT:
Esther glanced at the clock again. Sixty seconds had passed since the last time she’d looked. Only three minutes until her past ended and her future began. Again.
She stood up and started to pace, her stomach twisting with nerves.
Any minute now.
Someone shrieked outside and she jumped, realizing too late they were just laughing. Esther tried to remember the last time she’d laughed like that. It had been at least three years. She started to pace again.
The clock ticked down another minute. Only one more min –
Esther opened her eyes, blinking as a big, black truck roared past. Two drunk guys screamed propositions out the window. She felt muzzy, her limbs heavy. Something niggled.
The smell of blood had her turning her head. She made a small sound of despair. It was the deer she’d hit with her car. Poor thing. She’d stopped to see if she could save it.
A low rumble sounded in the distance. A storm must be coming. No. That wasn’t right. Esther realized she was supposed to do something. But she couldn’t quite… A horn blared and she jumped. Adrenaline surged and her mind cleared. She remembered. A small blue car was going to fly past.
There it was. The driver scowling at her.
Run!
Another rumble in the distance; this time the ground shook.
Run!
Praying she wasn’t too late, Esther dug in and started running toward her car.
Another rumble, followed by the crash and crackle of falling rock. Esther tripped on a fracture in the asphalt and started to fall. Hard hands grabbed her and she screamed, trying to shake off Luc’s grip. “No!” She sobbed as he dragged her sideways. But he didn’t take her through the portal. Instead he opened the passenger side door of her car and tried to push her inside.
“Get in!”
Esther sniffled. “What?”
He ran around to the driver’s side. “Hurry, Esther. Get in the car.”
A large rock pinged off the hood, and she was startled into moving. As soon as her feet left the pavement, Luc had the car moving forward, tires screeching against the asphalt as rocks rained from the sky around them. Esther almost fell out of the car, but Luc reached over and grabbed her arm. “Close the door.”
She dragged at it, but the heavy door didn’t want to close. The car swerved as a huge boulder slammed into the asphalt ahead and Esther screamed, falling sideways. She grabbed for the seatbelt and managed to keep from tumbling all the way out, but her head and shoulders were hanging out the door, and the road spun past at a dizzying rate. Luc’s grip on her arm tightened.
A huge rock hit the windshield. The glass shattered, spraying her.
Esther screamed, and Luc yanked her backward as the door hit a guardrail and was torn away.
“Hold on, Esther!” He slammed his foot to the floorboards and the engine of the battered car roared, the tires skidded for a second on the buckling asphalt, and the car shot forward, leaving the falling rocks behind.
BUY LINK
Sam Cheever writes romantic paranormal/fantasy and mystery/suspense, creating stories that celebrate the joy of love in all its forms. Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Sam is the award-winning author of 40+ books and has been writing for over a decade under several noms de plume.
Learn more about Sam Cheever on her website, blog, and on Goodreads.
Stay connected on Facebook and Twitter.
ESTHER EGG HUNT
Sam Cheever
Ebook BIN: 06268-02014
Changeling Press
BUY LINK
This Easter, Esther’s gonna resurrect some serious feelings in her sexy perdition guide.
Esther Mills is caught in Hell’s version of Groundhog Day. Every year she’s resurrected on Easter and relives her death, only to be escorted to Hell again. The one thing that makes her life tolerable is being escorted back to Hell each time by Lucifer, her sexy perdition guide. Esther and Luc share a hot crush. But for some reason he won’t act on his feelings. So this Easter, Esther’s going to make sure Luc can’t ignore her any longer. She’s going to take her life back… and when she’s done with her sexy devil, he’s not gonna know what hit him!
EXCERPT:
Esther glanced at the clock again. Sixty seconds had passed since the last time she’d looked. Only three minutes until her past ended and her future began. Again.
She stood up and started to pace, her stomach twisting with nerves.
Any minute now.
Someone shrieked outside and she jumped, realizing too late they were just laughing. Esther tried to remember the last time she’d laughed like that. It had been at least three years. She started to pace again.
The clock ticked down another minute. Only one more min –
Esther opened her eyes, blinking as a big, black truck roared past. Two drunk guys screamed propositions out the window. She felt muzzy, her limbs heavy. Something niggled.
The smell of blood had her turning her head. She made a small sound of despair. It was the deer she’d hit with her car. Poor thing. She’d stopped to see if she could save it.
A low rumble sounded in the distance. A storm must be coming. No. That wasn’t right. Esther realized she was supposed to do something. But she couldn’t quite… A horn blared and she jumped. Adrenaline surged and her mind cleared. She remembered. A small blue car was going to fly past.
There it was. The driver scowling at her.
Run!
Another rumble in the distance; this time the ground shook.
Run!
Praying she wasn’t too late, Esther dug in and started running toward her car.
Another rumble, followed by the crash and crackle of falling rock. Esther tripped on a fracture in the asphalt and started to fall. Hard hands grabbed her and she screamed, trying to shake off Luc’s grip. “No!” She sobbed as he dragged her sideways. But he didn’t take her through the portal. Instead he opened the passenger side door of her car and tried to push her inside.
“Get in!”
Esther sniffled. “What?”
He ran around to the driver’s side. “Hurry, Esther. Get in the car.”
A large rock pinged off the hood, and she was startled into moving. As soon as her feet left the pavement, Luc had the car moving forward, tires screeching against the asphalt as rocks rained from the sky around them. Esther almost fell out of the car, but Luc reached over and grabbed her arm. “Close the door.”
She dragged at it, but the heavy door didn’t want to close. The car swerved as a huge boulder slammed into the asphalt ahead and Esther screamed, falling sideways. She grabbed for the seatbelt and managed to keep from tumbling all the way out, but her head and shoulders were hanging out the door, and the road spun past at a dizzying rate. Luc’s grip on her arm tightened.
A huge rock hit the windshield. The glass shattered, spraying her.
Esther screamed, and Luc yanked her backward as the door hit a guardrail and was torn away.
“Hold on, Esther!” He slammed his foot to the floorboards and the engine of the battered car roared, the tires skidded for a second on the buckling asphalt, and the car shot forward, leaving the falling rocks behind.
BUY LINK
Sam Cheever writes romantic paranormal/fantasy and mystery/suspense, creating stories that celebrate the joy of love in all its forms. Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Sam is the award-winning author of 40+ books and has been writing for over a decade under several noms de plume.
Learn more about Sam Cheever on her website, blog, and on Goodreads.
Stay connected on Facebook and Twitter.
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