Enjoy!
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Friday Fun!! Come into the world of DARK FAE ~
Dark Fae- A Wild Ride into Celtic Lore
Thank you SO much for helping me spread the
word about my new release, “Dark Fae”! This is the final book in my Celtic
Legacy series, that follows Quinn as she fights to save her little sister
Ashling. Quinn battles her fears, monsters dredged up from Irish Mythology and
the pull of her heart strings between two stunning men; one she’s prophesied to
be with, the other her heart can’t let go of.
Overview
of “Dark Fae”
With Chaos free in the world, Quinn finally faces the truth. She
must kill the one she has spent her life trying to protect in order to save the
world. But with leader of the Tuatha against her, her own brother seeking her
blood and the world in upheaval, Quinn may not see the day that prophecy has
claimed will come to pass.
At least, not without a sword that no longer exists.
At least, not without a sword that no longer exists.
Praise for the Celtic Legacy Series . . .
"This
is a story of integrity, determination, sisterly bonds, and courage laced with
fear. The characters are multi-layered, and they come to life in Mayer's
skillful hands."
“Start with "Dark Waters", hang onto your hat through
"Dark Isle" then hold your breath waiting eagerly for the final
volume. I'm telling you, this series will take you to another, better place.
I'm going to read all of Ms. Mayer's stories. I'm a fan!”
“When I found out this was a trilogy, I had to go back and get
book one. Very good story and I literally could not put either book down.”
“Of the myriad fantasies I have read this summer, this one stands
out among the best. Shannon Mayer brings some very old magic into the modern
world, and the result is a wild ride through West Coast forest, the shining
Pacific and beyond. She creates characters we can care about in a setting we
can see, feel and smell.”
Dark Waters, Celtic Legacy Book
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Dark Isle, Celtic Legacy Book
2- http://bit.ly/NWJd7dR4F
Dark Fae, Celtic Legacy Book 3-
http://amzn.to/SpnBTs
To learn more about me and my
books please check out my blog, http://shannonmayer.blogspot.com
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Man Candy Monday!
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Thursday, September 20, 2012
Release for hot, new "Vegas" Series – Are you feeling lucky
Thank
you, Jennifer, for letting me visit your blog today and for your support in
helping me spread the news about my new series called "Vegas"
~Welcome~
This is release day for the new romantic suspense
Vegas Series by Mimi Barbour
"Partners"
Book One in the new Romantic Suspense Vegas Series.
Riveting and
fast-paced, this short blockbuster will introduce you to Aurora Morelli and Kai
Lawson, the characters who are the stars of the Vegas Series.
In this novel, Aurora
is forced to accept one very difficult fact—she's lonesome for her partner
Debbie. An attack by a maniac put paid to their working together and Aurora is
pissed. She's out to get the madman who hurt her friend and God help anyone who
gets in her way. Therefore when a new
partner is forced on her, a bloody hotshot no less, the kind of dude she always
stays as far away from as possible, she's even more pissed.
This action–packed
short is humorous and will sweep you into the lives of these Las Vegas Detectives.
Short Excerpt – Chapter One
So this is what missing someone feels like. Kind of
sad and lonely mashed together, eating away at you all day long. Aurora had
never felt this way before; wouldn’t have given herself permission. This time
the annoying ache refused to stop.
She seldom allowed gloomy thoughts to grab hold and
mess with her head. But looking around the small office assigned to her and
another, seeing the empty desk, sorrow gnawed away until she gave in. Her old
partner Deb left behind a hollow emptiness, a sensation she wouldn’t ever admit
to anyone else. What did you expect? She chastised herself. Not having
the person you trust more than anyone else in the world backing you up sucked
big time.
Two weeks ago, life had been normal. She’d gone to
get a cup of the sludge they called coffee and left Debbie working on their
backlog of case files. Returning to their office, Lieutenant Cory Ashton had
caught up with her and they’d stepped into the room together, both coming to a
dead stop. Debbie, who’d lately taken to the layered look with sloppy clothes,
had bent over to pick something up from the floor and everything had draped
open— her pregnant belly had been revealed for all to see.
"Roll
the Dice" Book Two in the romantic
suspense Vegas Series.
“You shot me!” Aurora is incensed. Her new partner
shrugs and answers. “I saved your life.” From the very first page of this
riveting story, these two battle for supremacy in trying to catch the serial
rapist who ripped both their lives apart. With all her might, she fights the
attraction to his baby blues that tease and start her internal warning devices
humming. After all, her job is her life and determination has always been her
lifeline.
Kai has a mission of honor to undertake. The man
who’d raped his sister can’t be allowed to live. After all, she hadn’t! Revenge
fills his soul while visions of his new partner fills his heart. The sassy
woman rattles his calm, and he can’t keep his hands to himself. Doesn’t mean
she has the power to stop him from doing what has to be done.
“You shot me!”
“You told me to.”
“Dumb shit!” Aurora
pushed her new partner from hovering over her so she could sit up. “I didn't
mean it. I just wanted you to scare Rhondo.” She felt blood poring from the
wound on her arm and purposely kept her head turned away.
“Shooting you did
scare him. He let you go, didn't he?”
Aurora frowned at
him. Why did his voice have to sound so damn reasonable?
“What-ever!” She
hoped her scorn would get to him.
“Hey! I saw his eyes,
you didn’t. He had every intention of
using that knife. You know, the sharp one he had pressed against your throat.
If I’d shot him instead of you…” He shrugged.
Aurora shuddered,
fighting off nausea. She didn’t want to listen to reason. Being angry made the
situation a whole lot easier to deal with. Sarcasm, the best weapon she had in
a macho man's environment, replaced whining.
She glared at him and
saw his shapely eyebrows rise. The light of the bulb hanging from the ceiling
of the cruddy apartment haloed his head making the bare skin shine. “Just my frigging luck to end up with a
partner who thinks and looks like Bruce Willis."
Kai chuckled. Her
glower put a quick end to his merriment. He tried changing the subject with
sweet talk. "I've been told I have a nicely shaped head for being
bald."
"Sure and it
goes swell with your baby-blue eyes." She sneered on purpose. No way would
she admit he did look good.
His response was a
grunt of displeasure. “Are you always this crabby?”
Disbelief shone in
her amazed expression. “Not at all…” She said, disdain evident. “…only when
I’ve been shot.”
"Vegas"
Contest Rules
(Sept 15 – Sept 30th)
1. Read the book called "Roll the Dice".
2. Write an honest review for Amazon.
3. Send a copy of Amazon's notice to
mimibarbour@hotmail.com
Then…
you'll have a chance at being the lucky winner of a
$50
Amazon Gift Certificate
I've purposely set the price of the book down to $.99
for this contest and on Sept 19 & 20 it will be promoted in the
and will be …
…you guessed it!
FREE!!!
Good Luck!!!
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Friday Fun! Meet Paige Tyler and her BUCKLE BUNNIES Series!
Thanks so much for letting me guest blog, Jennifer!
What's better than a hot cowboy? Two hot cowboys, of course! Which is exactly what you'll get in RIDE OF HER LIFE, the first book in my new BUCKLE BUNNIES SERIES!
A while back I mentioned that I hadn't written many westerns, but after the success of, and reader response to, my bestselling KARLEIGH'S COWBOYS and AND THE RANCH HAND MAKES THREE, not to mention how much fun they were to write, I couldn't wait to come up with some more! This time, though, I'm going to focus on hot, hunky rodeo riders and the women who can't get enough of them!
The rodeo is a nod to one of my aunts. She was crazy about the rodeo (only she pronounced it row-day-o, like in Rodeo Drive) and couldn't get enough of her cowboys! My books might be a little too risque for her, though. She was very old-fashioned and read the kind of romances where the man and woman held a hanky between their hands when they touched. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but you get the idea! All the skin-on-skin contact in my books would have scandalized her!
Okay, back to the series! It'll be filled with menages - both M/F/M and F/M/F - spanking, bondage and, of course, hot, sizzling sex! There'll even be some surprises tossed in along the way! Hope you'll check them out!
Happy Reading!
A while back I mentioned that I hadn't written many westerns, but after the success of, and reader response to, my bestselling KARLEIGH'S COWBOYS and AND THE RANCH HAND MAKES THREE, not to mention how much fun they were to write, I couldn't wait to come up with some more! This time, though, I'm going to focus on hot, hunky rodeo riders and the women who can't get enough of them!
The rodeo is a nod to one of my aunts. She was crazy about the rodeo (only she pronounced it row-day-o, like in Rodeo Drive) and couldn't get enough of her cowboys! My books might be a little too risque for her, though. She was very old-fashioned and read the kind of romances where the man and woman held a hanky between their hands when they touched. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but you get the idea! All the skin-on-skin contact in my books would have scandalized her!
Okay, back to the series! It'll be filled with menages - both M/F/M and F/M/F - spanking, bondage and, of course, hot, sizzling sex! There'll even be some surprises tossed in along the way! Hope you'll check them out!
Happy Reading!
This ride lasts a lot longer than eight seconds!
Barrel rider Daisy Hollins has run into bronc riders Sawyer Jones and Beau Monroe quite a few times on the rodeo circuit. She’s flirted with both of them, but things have never gone any further than that. Before an event, they're all too focused on the competition, and afterward, they’re usually too sore and tired to do anything but fall into bed.
When she runs into the two hot cowboys in the hotel bar at the Rodeo Finals in Las Vegas, however, there’s a different vibe in the air. When the flirting starts this time, it doesn't stop, and Daisy goes upstairs with both of them for a completely different kind of rodeo ride.
Excerpt:
Daisy turned to ask Beau which way his room was and found him standing six inches from her.
“I can't wait any longer,” he growled, pushing her up against the wall beside the elevator and kissing her hard.
She kissed him back, even though she knew the elevator door could open at any moment, or that someone—another family even—could come down the hall. She couldn’t wait any longer, either.
Beau twined his fingers in her hair and pulled her mouth tighter against his own, his tongue bulling its way in. She met him halfway, giving as good as she got. One of her hands slid down his side to his grab his ass and yanked his crotch into perfect contact with hers. She wrapped one leg around his thigh and ground against him.
Dear God, she’d never been this hot in her life. She might just explode on the spot.
Beside her, Sawyer cleared his throat. She ignored him, moaning into Beau’s mouth.
Sawyer cleared his throat again, louder this time.
She dragged herself away from Beau to see Sawyer leaning against the wall beside them.
“Sorry for the interruption, Daisy,” he drawled. “It's not that I'm concerned you’re grinding against Beau out here in the hallway where anyone can see you — it's that you're doing it without me.”
Daisy laughed and reached out with her free hand to grab Sawyer's shirt front and pull him in for a kiss.
His style of kissing was completely different from Beau, but no less captivating. His mouth slowly moved over hers, his tongue teasing hers. She would have kissed him harder, but still trapped in Beau's arms like she was, she had no choice but to let Sawyer take the kiss where he wanted it to go. The effect was intoxicating.
She felt Beau's mouth on the side of her exposed neck, trailing kisses up and down from her earlobe to the top of her shirt collar.
Between the warmth of his lips and the light scrape of his scruff, she thought she was going to go crazy.
She whimpered, close to tearing off both men’s clothes right there where they stood.
Fortunately, the two women coming down the hall made enough noise for the three of them to drag themselves apart just in time. Sawyer still waited until the very last moment, and when he did, it was so abrupt she was left reeling. Daisy leaned back against the wall, trying to look as casual as possible.
The elderly woman smiled politely at Daisy and her two cowboys as she poked the elevator button, but other than that she took no notice of them. The younger girl with her, however, immediately sensed something was up. She looked at Daisy, then at Sawyer and Beau, then back to Daisy again. Her expression went from curious to knowing in the blink of an eye. A huge smile spread across her face.
“Ride 'em, cowgirl,” she said with a barely controlled laugh.
Heat suffused Daisy’s face. How the hell had the girl known? Were her lips plump from Beau and Sawyer's kisses? Had she drooled on her shirt? Did she have an I'll-begetting-it-from-two-hot-studs-within-the-next-fifteen-minutes expression on face?
The older woman turned to look questioningly at the girl. “What was that, hun?”
A smile played around the girl’s lips as she motioned to Daisy. “She’s with the rodeo, Aunt Margaret. I just told her to have a good ride.”
The woman looked at Daisy closely, her eyes searching behind her big glasses.
“They let women in the rodeo now? That's nice. Do you get to ride ponies?”
Thank God the elevator arrived before Daisy could answer. If she had, a comment about how women could even vote now may have popped out. The girl quickly hustled her aunt onto the elevator, then turned to give Daisy a wave. “Have fun riding your ponies!”
Daisy heard the aunt murmur something just as the elevator doors closed.
“Can you believe that?” was all Daisy could say.
Beau’s mouth quirked. “The part where Aunt Margaret thinks you ride ponies, or the part where her niece figured out you’re going to be riding the two of us?”
Daisy groaned. “Both. But enough about them. Where the hell is your room, Beau?”
The two men grabbed her hands and practically dragged her down the hall. Beau fumbled with the key card for a second before getting it straight. Daisy felt like snatching it out of his hand, but was concerned hers would shake so much it would take even longer to get inside the room.
The moment the door swung open, Sawyer had his hands on her ass herding her in.
As it closed behind them, he gave one of her belt loops a yank, spinning her around to face him. She melted in his arms as his mouth captured hers. Beau moved up behind her, pressing his jean-covered cock against her ass as he swept her hair off her neck and began to nibble.
Their hands roamed over her body freely, touching her anywhere and everywhere they wished as they used their lips and tongue to drive her crazy. She wasn't sure if she’d survive the incredible sensations racing through her body.
She dragged her mouth away from Sawyer’s. “Whoa there, boys. Let's slow down before I pass out. This isn't supposed to be one of your eight second rides, you know?”
Both men laughed, but backed off, giving her room to breathe. She felt a little chilled without the heat of their bodies pressed up against her. She had no doubt she'd be wedged back between them soon enough.
Daisy took the opportunity to look around the room, and was immediately struck by something total unfair.
“Hey, why is your room so much bigger than mine?” she asked.
The bed was a king-size monster, complete with four posts that ran as high as the ceiling, gauzy curtains and half a dozen ornate throw pillows.
She wandered over to peek into the bathroom, and gaped.
“Dang, you have a Jacuzzi tub, too?”
Daisy had seen swimming pools smaller than the big heart-shaped thing.
“They didn't have anything else left,” Beau's said from the bedroom, “so they gave me a honeymoon suite.”
“Huh.”
She wished they’d offered her one. It would have been nice to have that tub to soak in every night after riding.
She walked out and looked around the rest of the suite. It was obvious to anyone who walked in that Beau was a rodeo rider. The room was filled with the unmistakable scent of leather and horse. There was also a saddle sitting on the small couch, along with a pile of tack piled beside it. She walked over to look at the gear. It was pretty standard rodeo stuff—bridles, bits, halters and a surcingle rig that bareback riders used to stay on their horses. It was the saddle that threw her. It was damn nice. Well worn, but expensive looking.
“I thought you only rode bareback, Beau. What's the saddle for?”
He came up behind her, casually resting his hand on her ass as if reminding her of his fascination with that part of her body. Would he do what he’d described downstairs to her bottom soon?
“Rodeo riding doesn't pay all the bills. I do a little ranch work here and there when I can get it. I don't trust leaving my saddle down in the trailer.”
She ran her hand over the smooth leather. “I can understand why. It's beautiful.”
Beau chuckled in her ear. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliment, but do you really want to talk about my saddle right now?”
Daisy turned to see both men standing side by side regarding her with evident heat in their eyes.
She smiled. “I do love a nice saddle, but you're right. How about you show me some of your other gear instead?”
Without waiting for an answer, she reached out and unbuttoned Beau's shirt. As the band of bronzed skin became exposed, she had to fight the urge to lean forward and kiss it. She had two men to think about now.
So she moved over to Sawyer and did the same thing to him. Once both shirts were unbuttoned, she stepped back and raised an eyebrow. “You two aren't going to make me do all the work, are you?”
The men shrugged off their shirts, then stood there looking buff and magnificent.
They were both of the same build—long and lean with wiry muscles—and Daisy couldn't help but stand there and admire them. Dang, they were something to behold.
Daisy stepped closer and placed a hand on each of their chests. The muscular planes of their pecs gave way to equally hard abs as she trailed her hands down. This close, she could define the slight differences between the two men. Sawyer was just a bit broader than Beau, and had a light trace of dark hair that ran down his happy trail from just above his belly button and disappearing into his jeans. Beau's abs were more defined, and she had a crazy urge to drop to her knees in front of him and trace her tongue along every nook and cranny. The idea of being on her knees in front of both of them was doing all kinds of wild things to her tummy.
She was about to do just that when Beau slipped a finger under her chin and tilted her head up.
“Do I need to remind you about the basic rule?”
“Rule?”
He grinned. “You show us yours if we show you ours?”
It took a moment for that to sink in—she was a bit distracted by all the manliness on display. But when it did, she laughed.
“No problem.” She reached for the buttons of her shirt. “Fair's fair.”
“And go slow.” Sawyer gave her a lazy smile. “I like a girl who takes her time.”
Daisy was surprised they still wanted to take it slow, especially after all the verbal foreplay and downright scorching hot kisses. But if they wanted her to take it slow, she could do that.
She started at the bottom of her shirt, undoing one button slowly, then taking a good, long time working her fingers up to the next button, making sure they got a good look at the skin she was exposing.
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Barrel rider Daisy Hollins has run into bronc riders Sawyer Jones and Beau Monroe quite a few times on the rodeo circuit. She’s flirted with both of them, but things have never gone any further than that. Before an event, they're all too focused on the competition, and afterward, they’re usually too sore and tired to do anything but fall into bed.
When she runs into the two hot cowboys in the hotel bar at the Rodeo Finals in Las Vegas, however, there’s a different vibe in the air. When the flirting starts this time, it doesn't stop, and Daisy goes upstairs with both of them for a completely different kind of rodeo ride.
Excerpt:
Daisy turned to ask Beau which way his room was and found him standing six inches from her.
“I can't wait any longer,” he growled, pushing her up against the wall beside the elevator and kissing her hard.
She kissed him back, even though she knew the elevator door could open at any moment, or that someone—another family even—could come down the hall. She couldn’t wait any longer, either.
Beau twined his fingers in her hair and pulled her mouth tighter against his own, his tongue bulling its way in. She met him halfway, giving as good as she got. One of her hands slid down his side to his grab his ass and yanked his crotch into perfect contact with hers. She wrapped one leg around his thigh and ground against him.
Dear God, she’d never been this hot in her life. She might just explode on the spot.
Beside her, Sawyer cleared his throat. She ignored him, moaning into Beau’s mouth.
Sawyer cleared his throat again, louder this time.
She dragged herself away from Beau to see Sawyer leaning against the wall beside them.
“Sorry for the interruption, Daisy,” he drawled. “It's not that I'm concerned you’re grinding against Beau out here in the hallway where anyone can see you — it's that you're doing it without me.”
Daisy laughed and reached out with her free hand to grab Sawyer's shirt front and pull him in for a kiss.
His style of kissing was completely different from Beau, but no less captivating. His mouth slowly moved over hers, his tongue teasing hers. She would have kissed him harder, but still trapped in Beau's arms like she was, she had no choice but to let Sawyer take the kiss where he wanted it to go. The effect was intoxicating.
She felt Beau's mouth on the side of her exposed neck, trailing kisses up and down from her earlobe to the top of her shirt collar.
Between the warmth of his lips and the light scrape of his scruff, she thought she was going to go crazy.
She whimpered, close to tearing off both men’s clothes right there where they stood.
Fortunately, the two women coming down the hall made enough noise for the three of them to drag themselves apart just in time. Sawyer still waited until the very last moment, and when he did, it was so abrupt she was left reeling. Daisy leaned back against the wall, trying to look as casual as possible.
The elderly woman smiled politely at Daisy and her two cowboys as she poked the elevator button, but other than that she took no notice of them. The younger girl with her, however, immediately sensed something was up. She looked at Daisy, then at Sawyer and Beau, then back to Daisy again. Her expression went from curious to knowing in the blink of an eye. A huge smile spread across her face.
“Ride 'em, cowgirl,” she said with a barely controlled laugh.
Heat suffused Daisy’s face. How the hell had the girl known? Were her lips plump from Beau and Sawyer's kisses? Had she drooled on her shirt? Did she have an I'll-begetting-it-from-two-hot-studs-within-the-next-fifteen-minutes expression on face?
The older woman turned to look questioningly at the girl. “What was that, hun?”
A smile played around the girl’s lips as she motioned to Daisy. “She’s with the rodeo, Aunt Margaret. I just told her to have a good ride.”
The woman looked at Daisy closely, her eyes searching behind her big glasses.
“They let women in the rodeo now? That's nice. Do you get to ride ponies?”
Thank God the elevator arrived before Daisy could answer. If she had, a comment about how women could even vote now may have popped out. The girl quickly hustled her aunt onto the elevator, then turned to give Daisy a wave. “Have fun riding your ponies!”
Daisy heard the aunt murmur something just as the elevator doors closed.
“Can you believe that?” was all Daisy could say.
Beau’s mouth quirked. “The part where Aunt Margaret thinks you ride ponies, or the part where her niece figured out you’re going to be riding the two of us?”
Daisy groaned. “Both. But enough about them. Where the hell is your room, Beau?”
The two men grabbed her hands and practically dragged her down the hall. Beau fumbled with the key card for a second before getting it straight. Daisy felt like snatching it out of his hand, but was concerned hers would shake so much it would take even longer to get inside the room.
The moment the door swung open, Sawyer had his hands on her ass herding her in.
As it closed behind them, he gave one of her belt loops a yank, spinning her around to face him. She melted in his arms as his mouth captured hers. Beau moved up behind her, pressing his jean-covered cock against her ass as he swept her hair off her neck and began to nibble.
Their hands roamed over her body freely, touching her anywhere and everywhere they wished as they used their lips and tongue to drive her crazy. She wasn't sure if she’d survive the incredible sensations racing through her body.
She dragged her mouth away from Sawyer’s. “Whoa there, boys. Let's slow down before I pass out. This isn't supposed to be one of your eight second rides, you know?”
Both men laughed, but backed off, giving her room to breathe. She felt a little chilled without the heat of their bodies pressed up against her. She had no doubt she'd be wedged back between them soon enough.
Daisy took the opportunity to look around the room, and was immediately struck by something total unfair.
“Hey, why is your room so much bigger than mine?” she asked.
The bed was a king-size monster, complete with four posts that ran as high as the ceiling, gauzy curtains and half a dozen ornate throw pillows.
She wandered over to peek into the bathroom, and gaped.
“Dang, you have a Jacuzzi tub, too?”
Daisy had seen swimming pools smaller than the big heart-shaped thing.
“They didn't have anything else left,” Beau's said from the bedroom, “so they gave me a honeymoon suite.”
“Huh.”
She wished they’d offered her one. It would have been nice to have that tub to soak in every night after riding.
She walked out and looked around the rest of the suite. It was obvious to anyone who walked in that Beau was a rodeo rider. The room was filled with the unmistakable scent of leather and horse. There was also a saddle sitting on the small couch, along with a pile of tack piled beside it. She walked over to look at the gear. It was pretty standard rodeo stuff—bridles, bits, halters and a surcingle rig that bareback riders used to stay on their horses. It was the saddle that threw her. It was damn nice. Well worn, but expensive looking.
“I thought you only rode bareback, Beau. What's the saddle for?”
He came up behind her, casually resting his hand on her ass as if reminding her of his fascination with that part of her body. Would he do what he’d described downstairs to her bottom soon?
“Rodeo riding doesn't pay all the bills. I do a little ranch work here and there when I can get it. I don't trust leaving my saddle down in the trailer.”
She ran her hand over the smooth leather. “I can understand why. It's beautiful.”
Beau chuckled in her ear. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliment, but do you really want to talk about my saddle right now?”
Daisy turned to see both men standing side by side regarding her with evident heat in their eyes.
She smiled. “I do love a nice saddle, but you're right. How about you show me some of your other gear instead?”
Without waiting for an answer, she reached out and unbuttoned Beau's shirt. As the band of bronzed skin became exposed, she had to fight the urge to lean forward and kiss it. She had two men to think about now.
So she moved over to Sawyer and did the same thing to him. Once both shirts were unbuttoned, she stepped back and raised an eyebrow. “You two aren't going to make me do all the work, are you?”
The men shrugged off their shirts, then stood there looking buff and magnificent.
They were both of the same build—long and lean with wiry muscles—and Daisy couldn't help but stand there and admire them. Dang, they were something to behold.
Daisy stepped closer and placed a hand on each of their chests. The muscular planes of their pecs gave way to equally hard abs as she trailed her hands down. This close, she could define the slight differences between the two men. Sawyer was just a bit broader than Beau, and had a light trace of dark hair that ran down his happy trail from just above his belly button and disappearing into his jeans. Beau's abs were more defined, and she had a crazy urge to drop to her knees in front of him and trace her tongue along every nook and cranny. The idea of being on her knees in front of both of them was doing all kinds of wild things to her tummy.
She was about to do just that when Beau slipped a finger under her chin and tilted her head up.
“Do I need to remind you about the basic rule?”
“Rule?”
He grinned. “You show us yours if we show you ours?”
It took a moment for that to sink in—she was a bit distracted by all the manliness on display. But when it did, she laughed.
“No problem.” She reached for the buttons of her shirt. “Fair's fair.”
“And go slow.” Sawyer gave her a lazy smile. “I like a girl who takes her time.”
Daisy was surprised they still wanted to take it slow, especially after all the verbal foreplay and downright scorching hot kisses. But if they wanted her to take it slow, she could do that.
She started at the bottom of her shirt, undoing one button slowly, then taking a good, long time working her fingers up to the next button, making sure they got a good look at the skin she was exposing.
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To check out my other sexy romantic fiction, visit my website at http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/ You can also follow me on Facebook, Twitter and my blog there!
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Paige
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Man Candy Monday!
Enjoy ;)
Friday, September 7, 2012
Friday Fun- MYSTICAL PRESS is here!
Greetings and Salutations!
Many thanks to Jennifer for hosting us on her blog
today! We’ve got some really exciting news to share with everyone so grab that
cuppa and let the blogging begin!
September 1-15th marks the official
Grand Opening of Mystical Press Services!!!
This means 50% Off all our classes
and services through
September 15th!
In case you haven’t yet heard about our website, allow me to
introduce you to a place where you just might find the fulfillment of your
dreams. That’s right! The talented folks at Mystical Press want to help you
reach your publishing goals!
How do we do that?
I’m glad you asked!
Mystical Press is the culmination of an
idea that came from two authors and professionally trained editors—Arial Burnz
and AJ Nuest—where we help authors bridge the gap between the form rejection
letter and publication. In fact, we believe in this venture so passionately,
our tagline is “Helping authors achieve their dreams.” 
At Mystical Press our primary goal is to help writers.
As authors, we understand the frustration of not receiving constructive and
useful feedback, the aggravation of navigating the murky depths of the
publishing industry and that, sometimes, authors just need a place to vent.
Well, we’re here to tell you, the insanity can end!
Like-minded individuals can gather online at Mystical Press to
work one-on-one with professional editors who help authors prepare their
manuscripts for submission. Whether you are looking for a Manuscript
Evaluation, Submission Evaluation, or a full story edit, we will give you
honest, encouraging feedback and work diligently with you on your story to make
sure it’s ready to land on an editor’s desk. No project is too big or too small
and all receive the same precise attention to detail.
Perhaps your submission is ready but you
need assistance with smaller editing projects like a query letter and synopsis?
Have no fear! Mystical Press is here! We offer a full edit of query letters and
synopses with comments and suggestions that come directly from AN EDITOR! TAH-DAH!
And don’t worry! If your goal is to write your very own
dynamite synopsis, at Mystical Press we believe in “teaching a man to fish”.
Our Power Class, How to Write a WINNING Synopsis, is designed to easily guide
you through the process of crafting your very own synopsis! Yes, that’s right.
I used “easily” and “synopsis” in the same sentence!
The self-paced course curriculum at
Mystical Press can assist in tackling those pesky problem areas as well (e.g.,
show vs. tell, POV shifts, realistic character and story development, etc.). If
you’ve read books, articles and/or taken workshops and are still in search of that elusive contract offer, perhaps Mystical
Press can help. Take one class or take a whole series—our online classes are
designed to meet each writer’s individual needs.
Is your next project of the
self-publishing variety? Mystical Press has a selection of pre-made covers we
guarantee will only be used once! No one will have the same cover! Or, if you’d
like, we can design a cover specifically tailored to your vision—you will work
one-on-one with our talented cover artists! We are also happy to edit your baby
and can even format the document to meet the specifications of most popular self-publishing
platforms.
Remember to mention Mystical Press to all your friends and
fellow writing pals – here’s why. Mystical Press offers a free Referral
Program. Just register on the site and we will assign you a Referral ID. If
anyone clicks on your link and makes a purchase, you earn a referral fee!
Whether you choose cash or a credit for products or services on the site,
consider this our thank you for helping us spread the word.
Oh! And before I forget…we offer a wide
range of gift certificates designed specifically with the writer in mind. Tired
of searching for the “write” present for your author pals? Maybe that next
birthday calls for an eGift from Mystical Press!
So now that you know all about us, please tell us all about
you! Head on over to Mystical Press and register free on the site. Everyone who
does will be entered into our drawing for fabulous gifts and prizes! Join our celebration
and together we will strive to get your voice heard!
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Man Candy Monday!
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But wow! Amazing abs!!
Enjoy:)
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