Until death—or a secret—make them part.
Nora “Can’t Say No” Lenhart’s life is way past complicated. To add stress to everything, she’s just been appointed maid of honor for the upcoming wedding of the World’s Worst Boss and her ex is the best man. Looks like she’ll need to buy stock in an antacid company and try her best to ditch the green-eyed monster of wedding envy.
Camden Webber is an FBI agent with a massive chip on his shoulder—namely not being able to forget the woman whose usual inability to say no didn’t keep her from shooting down his proposal five years before. Though he has jaded views on weddings and marriage, Cam agrees to stand at his best friend’s side.
When Nora and Camden are thrown together at an engagement dinner, despite their tumultuous romantic history, they devise a plan to break up the ill-suited bride and groom. As the big day nears, emotions hit a breaking point, proving that wedding planning is more suited to a reality show and while happy endings are optional, they exist amidst the rubble, if the couple looks hard enough.
Autumn, is my favorite time of year. I love the chilly air, the sweet scent of decaying oak leaves, and watching the miasma of color from the leaves floating down the street during a rainstorm. It’s a river of spices sprinkling down from the trees.
This may be the result of living on a corner lot, when I was a child, with a number of different trees in the yard.
I love trees.
Now as an adult, I’ve planted over twenty trees in my yard. And in 2005, after my father died, my husband purchased a cranberry tree in his memory. So now my father is always in my garden and the tree is loaded with berries feeding the birds, something he did all the time.
So although this season may appear gloomy and dank at times, find the joy in the moment. And while you’re there, pick up a book and take an adventure.
It seems appropriate that I got a blog on the eighteenth. It’s been eighteen years since I started dating my husband. Eighteen is a magical number in our society. It’s the age when we are considered an adult. Historically we leave the home or finish your last year of high school. Either way it’s the culmination of your youth.
Now how does this relate me dating my husband? Simple. My relationship is officially grown up. Trust me this was something I never saw coming. We’ve had our growing pains. Especially in those pesky tween and teen years, but somehow we’re old enough now to vote, drink and get tattoos.
We all remember infancy when everything was new and cool. You wanted to smell, taste and feel everything. For the first few months you can’t see past two feet. You want to be held and snuggled. Yes… we all know those lust filled early stages of falling in love. Slowly new friends are introduced and you adapt to your surroundings. Learning to get along and discovering new activities you would have never tried if someone else hadn’t brought you there.
As we grow we discover new things find new passions, but do so with support. Raging against each other, but still returning to the one person that loves us most. Now since I’m a grown–up it seems as if my husband and I are setting out on a new journey, just like when I left home and went to college. True, we have a kid who just entered high school so as he finds autonomy we seem to be too. New adventures are around every corner and much like when I went off to college the world around me is what I make of it. I’m ready to take chances once again. In my writing I’ll be trying new genres and attempting to push myself. And isn’t that what an eighteen year old should do?
I’ve graduated, I’ve achieved something most don’t anymore. My parents for the most part didn’t make it this long. In my relationship we’re taking steps and setting out in the world. We have the maturity of an adult mixed with the adventurous spirit of a teenager. What could make a relationship better than that?
And here we are again. Do you have plans for Halloween? We’re doing the standard fair around here. Well not quite standard. There’s an event at our church a Trunk or Treat, and then the older kids are going to take the younger ones out trick or treating. As if anyone will need more candy after that.
If you don’t like going out on Halloween, how about a scary story?
Hoping to rekindle the sizzle in their marriage, Harmony Evans plans a romantic getaway. A secluded cabin at Juniper Lake resort is the perfect place to seduce his wife and if he can get in a little ghost hunting, even better.
Jade is more than happy to spend the weekend getting reacquainted with Harmony, without the ghosts, but when their cabin appears haunted and the spectral inhabitant shoves their belongings to the door, she figures it’s time to leave.
No one told them Juniper Lake had a sordid past complete with a serial killer and its own host of earthbound spirits. When the other guests begin to die, the best they can hope for is to survive the night. With a sadistic killer on the loose and bodies piling up, romance will take a backseat to murder.
The hairs at the nape of her neck lifted and Jade paused in chopping the stalk of celery for soup. She had the sensation of someone standing behind her. Breath, warm and a little wet, fluttered her hair.
Floorboards creaked and something brushed her shoulder. She gripped the knife handle tighter and whirled, brandishing the blade in front of her.
Her heart raced and she sucked in a breath to steady her rapid pulse. She scanned the room. Nothing was in the area that she could see, but she felt something.
She’d have dismissed her feelings as ridiculous if strange things didn’t keep happening. Like this morning, her bathrobe had been draped at the foot of her bed, but she found the garment hanging neatly in the closet along with her husband’s and he hadn’t placed it there.
She jumped. Someone was in the cabin with her. Her hands shook.
“Harmony?” Maybe he was playing a little trick on her. He knew she didn’t care for his hobby of ghost hunting, which was one reason they were in this little cabin tucked in the woods. The other reason was so they could spend time together. And he was off fishing or chasing a rabbit in the forest, while she was being…haunted.
With knife in hand she checked every room of the cabin, which didn’t take long. The cabin had open architecture, the living room flowed into the dining room and kitchen so she could stand in the living room and look into both rooms. The bedroom door stood open and if she leaned just so she could see into the bathroom. Nothing.
So why did she get the impression that someone was watching her?
She peered out the corner of her eye, hoping to catch a glimpse of what wasn’t there. A flash of light. She whipped her head to the left. Nothing.
Snap. Thud. Fingers swept down the side of her cheek while muted laughter wafted through the air.
“This isn’t funny,” she said to the empty room.
Metal scraped against metal. She hit the light switch, plunging the room in darkness. Jade fastened her gaze on the doorknob and clutched the butcher knife to her chest. She backed away, feeling for the wall with her free hand. If she had to, she could jump out the bathroom window.
A rumble of thunder rolled overhead. And that was another thing, their romantic weekend was turning into a soggy nightmare. She just wanted to go home and leave this place to its spectral inhabitants, if it was indeed haunted.
Wind shook the windows, rattling the glass in the panes. She tensed and bit back a shriek as her back brushed the wall. The fibers of the roughhewn walls grabbed at her shirt in an attempt to hold her in place. Damn Harmony and his quest to find the supernatural. Now would be the perfect time for him to be around to tell her there was no such thing as spooks.
Click clack. Her heart thudded against her ribs so loud she feared it would jump from her chest. This wasn’t the romantic weekend her husband promised her and now he wasn’t even here. Cursing the day Harmony ever brought her to this hellhole, she flexed her fingers.
The door wobbled. She sucked in a breath. Hinges creaked. Her back hit the wall.
Sweat slicked her palms. A shadow fell across the threshold.
She raised the knife.
Here’s a fun recipe for your next Halloween party.
1 (10 ounce) package frozen raspberries
2 1/2 cups cranberry juice
2 envelopes unflavored gelatin
2 liters ginger ale
2 liters sparkling apple cider (non
6 gummi snakes candy
|1.||To make the frozen hand: Wash and rinse the outside of a rubber glove. Turn glove inside out and set aside. In a 4 cup measuring cup, combine the thawed raspberries and cranberry juice.|
|2.||Pour 2 cups of the raspberry mixture into a small saucepan. Sprinkle the gelatin over and let stand 2 minutes. Warm over low heat, stirring constantly, just until gelatin dissolves. Mix back into the reserved raspberry mixture in the measuring cup.|
|3.||Pour raspberry mixture into the inverted glove. Gather up the top of the glove and tie securely with kitchen twine. Freeze until solid, or several days if possible.|
|4.||To serve: Carefully cut glove away from frozen hand. Place frozen hand, palm side up, leaning against side of a large punch bowl. Pour in ginger ale and sparkling cider. Garnish with gummy snakes.|
When I started writing and discovered what I wrote was a “niche” I went looking for conventions. I was so excited. The idea of talking with different people, meeting new folks…just basking in the glow of some of the authors I read in the past. It was exhilarating and a let down. Let me tell you why. There were no conferences out there in the publishing world exclusively IR. Sure there were some wonder cons that had minor IR aspects but nothing on the grand scale I was in search of.
Inspiration struck again…Have your own. That little vice that usually talked about characters whispered in my mind. Create something fantastic. My muse was on a mission and it had nothing to do with writing a book. The barrage of do it…do it…do it…rang through my head.
And I did it. With the encouragement of several great authors and the help of several close family, friends and readers The Interracial Romance Authors Expo was born and although it is only a day and a half, let me say this. It will be one jam packed event. Starting Friday May 15th at 6pm with a Sex Toy Scavenger Hunt. After that you won’t have time to sit down.
First let me introduce you to the attending Authors. To date 20 of the hottest IR authors published. We are still confirming a few.
Jeanie & Jayha
- Sage Young
- Laurel Cremant
- Yvette Hines
- Violette Dubrinsky
Until a few more authors are confirmed the actual event program is tentative but here is the outline. AND lets not forget the goodie bags that will be filled with fun stuff. I don’t now about you but to quote a Pointer Sister (yes I am showing my age) I’m so excited and I just can’t hide it. Did I mention that all this will take place on Disney property. Imagine a weekend where the kids can play cause there is always something to do but so can you with the grown and sexy at the conference. Hope I see you there.
Saturday, May 16th, 2014
7 AM – 8 AM Breakfast with the Authors (Some of them) and Registration for anyone arriving that day
8:05 AM – 8:50 Panel (Subject to change) BDSM – Smack that Ass and Why I Like It.
8:55 AM – 9:35 Panel (Subject to Change) Military – Ain’t Nothing Like A Man In Uniform…or Out of one.
9:40 AM – 10:20 Panel (Subject to Change) Paranormal – Don’t Let The Hero Fool You – He’s All Beast.
10:25 – 11:05 Panel (Subject to Change) Is IR Truly Colorblind
11:10 – 11:55 Panel (Subject to Change) Ask The Author ANYTHING!
12 – 1PM Lunch with the Stars (Authors will be present)
1:05 to 4:05 Awards Ceremony!!! 8 Categories you voted on.
Plus – Favorite IR Author 2014
4:15 – 5:15 SPEED SIGNING ( Authors tables will be up and ready for you to purchase or have your favorite book signed.)
6:30 -11:00 CHARACTER BALL
Come as you are or come as your favorite Character. Varius Hero’s will be making appearances for photo opts and the DJ will be blasting the music. Hor De Vores (I spelled that wrong) will be served and there will be a cash bar. The fun doesn’t have to end…Say it with me AFTER PARTY…
Through out the day there will be giveaways and fun contests, Get ready for some FUN!
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When I approached SSP with my idea for Pack Rulez I only had three books in mind. Never did I think I would spin of so many books in that series or even dream up other worlds within that universe. It was like the door to shifters opened and ideas just poured through my mind. I was awed at the ferocity of my ideas and how quickly they came. What started as three books turned into twelve. Then there was the other shifters flitting through my head, demanding their own stories. Other worlds were created. From a tiny seed came three different series and characters that are still yet to be unveiled.
The creative mind is an amazing thing.
I would like to introduce you to the next set of Pack Rulez and their release dates. I would also like to thank those of you that read the series. Your belief in my characters is what spurs me to write on. :)
Blurb ~ Coming Oct 11th
Colin Blaidd did it all for love.
She was his mate, but fate kept them apart. He was a father with responsibilities not just to his family but to his clan. Avoiding the landmines in his life was a tedious lesson in patience. Robbie was worth the struggle. In the end he would possess her and lead the Shifter Nation. All it took was time.
A world she never knew existed.
Robbie was recruited by Malachai before she finished college to work in a government installation. She didn’t realize those very people she had grown to trust would betray her. Playing a deadly game of charades she turned to the one man that had promised to protect her. Colin was both man and beast, a test subject. But she hoped his savagery would be enough to save them all.
Blurb~ Coming Nov 15th
Loubel Teche knew from the time he could shift Kiele Porc was his. He watched and waited until the time was right to claim her.
In one glorious evening they came together, and their mating was explosive. Secretly, they planned a life together. Then she disappeared and his family was in shambles. With a son he couldn’t claim, he stayed close navigating the various clans of Betaille, he knew didn’t like him.
To watch his boy grow and wait for his mate to return.
Kiele is back, and she brought trouble with her, misere. After her absence she can’t turn to her family for fear they will be caught up in her problems. But she wants to hold her son she left with her kin to protect her clan and claim the man she mated all those years ago. She knows only Loubel can help her.
And he is prepared to rain hell down on anyone that would stand in the way of him reclaiming his family.
And the saga continues…