SALE…SALE…SALE

BoCreatures of the Moon_cvr.inddth of my novels are for sale this month on Amazon.  $1.99.

Creatures of the Moon was first published July of last year.  My first novel’s birthday!

If you haven’t already picked up your eBook you can follow this link and download either one of my books now.  If you have an iPod or iPhone, don’t worry you can download the kindle app for free at iTunes.  You don’t have to feel left out if you don’t have a device, Amazon also has an eReader for your computer.

If you prefer real books–I must admit, I still do–both books are available in paperback.Once Upon a Couch

While my books are a great value at any time, Crimson Romance, has decided to offer all Crimson Romance books for $1.99 for the entire month of July!  So after you’re done enjoying my novels, take a look at some of the other great titles they have to offer.

I don’t normally post what could be construed as an advertisement, but I would hate for you to miss out on a great deal.

Happy Reading!

Once Upon a Couch RELEASE DAY!!

 

Available December 10, 2012 wherever eBooks are sold

Available December 10, 2012 wherever eBooks are sold

 

Today is Once Upon a Couch’s release day! Happy birthday to my light paranormal romance, may you transport many readers to the town of Villa Hollow.

And now, the very last excerpt. This client, Amanda, is the one that turns Josie’s world upside-down. Josie’s first impression of Amanda certainly isn’t the most normal.

After closing the front door behind George, she turned to find Amanda on all fours sniffing the sofa cushions. Okay, sure. A perverse part of her wanted to wait to observe what the woman would do next. Unfortunately, the professional side said, “Excuse me.”

Amanda lifted her head and sniffed.

“Did you still want to talk?” Josie asked.

Amanda rose from the floor, her head tilted to one side. The hem of her skirt had hiked up to reveal about three inches of slip, and one of her shoes lay discarded on the floor behind her.

“Amanda?”

She sniffed again and tilted her head the other way.

“Amanda.” Josie spoke louder. She could be having a seizure. “Amanda.”

Her eyes refocused, and she seemed to wake. “Sorry, I blanked out there for a minute,” she said, smoothing her skirt and retrieving her shoe. “Are you ready for me now?”

“Yes, please go on in. I’ll get the paperwork.” Josie retrieved the clipboard and flipped through the pages.

Amanda worked as a real estate agent and lived alone. In the space where clients could list issues they wanted to work on, she’d started to write, but after the first few words, I think I may have, the pen trailed off the page. Apparently, around that time, she’d begun to sniff the furniture.

This is it.  The last day of our Share and Retweet drive.  So share and tweet this post to get the word out.  You have until midnight tonight to spread the word!  Tomorrow I will post the winner of our gift basket giveaway.

 

Day 6 – Share and Retweet drive – gift basket giveaway (meet client #1)

Available December 10, 2012 wherever eBooks are sold

Available December 10, 2012 wherever eBooks are sold

Where would a psychiatrist be without patients? But what if the client is nocturnal?  Most doctors don’t have hours after dark.  This scene has Josie being awakened from a dream by her would-be client.

“Doctor.” The man reached a hand toward her. “Doctor, I need to talk to you.” Hoarse and husky, the whisper intruded on her dream.  It faded, and she became aware of her bed around her, the sheets on her skin and a hand on her shoulder.

Fully awake, she jumped and searched for the lamp on the bedside table. With a click, its amber glow illuminated the room and the man standing by her closet.

“What?” She scrambled and crouched on her pillow. All at once, she smelled charred flesh and remembered the man from the deli the previous afternoon. “You?”

“Yes, Doctor, my name is Jared. Please, you must help me.”

“What are you doing here? You can’t just come into someone’s house, into their bedroom.” She grabbed the portable phone from the receiver on her nightstand. “My bedroom.”

“I need your help.” He backed up and sat in the little recliner situated in the corner of her bedroom. With the drape pulled shut, not even light from the street lamps filtered in.

His face was clean-shaven and pale, except for red welts where burned skin had healed. He dressed in black jeans and a black hoodie sweatshirt. His wide eyes and half-open mouth made him appear sincere. Clasping his hands on his lap, he leaned forward earnestly.

He was compelling. So compelling she wanted to climb out of bed and onto his lap. Or come closer. He really should come a little closer. She eased off the pillow and pushed her hair back. He should see her neck. She had a very nice neck. “Anything you want,” she breathed.

“Oh, damn, I thought being a doctor…” He raised the hood of his sweatshirt, removed a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, and slipped them over his eyes.

Those beautiful eyes lost to her, she wanted to weep.

It took another moment before she realized she had dressed for bed, a T-shirt and no bra.  Incredibly uncomfortable, she pulled the comforter up to her chin. “What sort of help?” she asked.

“I’m a vampire.”

Does she believe him?  Why would a vampire need a psychiatrist?  You can pre-order Once Upon a Couch here and find out.

There are only two days left to share and tweet and earn entries into my gift basket giveaway!

The poll is ready!

All right ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to vote.  Please look at these pictures and let me know which one I should send in for the cookbook advertisements.  I know they are all very similar.  That’s why it’s so difficult for me to choose.

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So have at it.  This is my first poll so I’m not sure how well it will work.  :)

Thank you for voting!!