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Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Cover Reveal: Linatar's Pet

I undertook a challenge to write a M/M science fiction short story. I'm not really that fond of science fiction but I did have one idea so I ran with it. I dusted off a WIP I'd started a year ago and will finish it today.

Linatar's Pet will be available as a free read tomorrow so stay tuned!

As you can see by the cover Linatar's Pet turned into the prequel for Linatar's Chosen. I can't believe how this idea grew! Once I got going with both of my characters I knew there was more to tell.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Bitten by Snake Oil -- Done!

In my last post you learned about Decedent Publishing's new Beyond Fairytales Line. I finally finished and submitted my story. Bitten by Snake Oil is a M/M historical western romance and a retelling of the Grimm Fairytale The Old Man Made Young Again.

I knew my retelling was going to be a M/M story and I knew I wanted it to be a western but that was as far as I had gotten...for months.

My deadline was the end of this month and it really put me in a tight spot. If you have read the Grimm story it does not easily lend itself to romance.

Bitten by Snake Oil was the hardest story I've ever written. I never thought I'd finish it! But I did. Whew.

Determination helps overcome writer's block. :)

Here is a fun excerpt:

A short wiry man stood on the pull out platform in the back of his brightly colored wagon playing a banjo and singing about an elixir that could work miracles. “Peter Saint’s powders and tonics can make the old feel young again and make the blind see. It can make the crippled walk and the ill-tempered glee.” Townsfolk doing their Saturday shopping gathered around taking in the medicine show.

I couldn’t recall the last time a medicine show had come through Tumbleweed. Leaning against the side of my blacksmith’s shop I took in the entertainment from a distance. My pulse quickened. The man’s strong melodious voice captivated me. No, if I was truly honest with myself I’d admit I was more interested in the way he filled out that sharp salesman suit. If only I could peel off his navy blue stripped vest and white shirt to run my hands across the planes of his chest and then open his sable trousers.

­­­The breeze ruffled Mr. Saint’s blonde hair under his chestnut colored derby hat. The movement drew my attention to the man’s emerald eyes. Realizing I was staring, I bent my head, and my cheeks heated. It must be nearing 100 degrees outside. I grabbed my shirt collar and tugged it up to wipe off some of the sweat oozing down my neck. I struck the match against the side of my blacksmith shop and lit my pipe. Tobacco wasn’t as good a distraction as a cool glass of whiskey, but it would have to do for the moment.

Taking a puff on my pipe, I tried not to look at the man with the perfect build.

Jed thinks the tonic might be able to help him git rid of the sinful thoughts of lusting after Peter. Of course, magic has limited powers and well doesn't usually work the way one thinks it should.

You don't know what Peter Saint's tonic and powders will do until you try some.

Do you want one? It is only a dollar a bottle. *grin*

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Book Spotlight: Once Upon A Marriage by Sara Daniel

Decadent Publishing's new line Beyond Fairytales has recently launched. I'm excited to have Sara Daniel on my blog today talking about her retelling of The Three Army Surgeons.

Once Upon a Marriage
Retelling The Three Army Surgeons
By Sara Daniel

My favorite school assignment ever was modernizing and retelling a fairy tale (sophomore English – Aced it AND got extra credit – Thanks  Ms. Seckler!), so when Decadent Publishing put out the call for a retelling of a Grimm’s Fairy Tale, my hand immediately shot in the air. I was given The Three Army Surgeons, an obscure, somewhat gruesome story that was definitely not a romance. (Read it here.)

At the beginning of the initial brainstorming, I thought, “You have got to be kidding me. What I have I gotten myself into?” But then I plunged in. Before long, I was giggling as I typed because Once Upon a Marriage was SO MUCH FUN to write. Yep, favorite assignment ever!

Time is running out for Armina Keer to have the baby she’s always wanted. Before she can move on with her life, she needs her estranged husband to sign their divorce papers. When she can’t get him to respond, her meddling uncles arrange for a trip to his inn. Despite vowing to guard her broken heart, she has to settle the past before she can have a future.

Ian Keer might not deserve a second chance with his wife, but he’s not going to give up one either, not with the immediate flaming attraction still between them. While her uncles’ antics wreak havoc on life at The Inn, he offers her the ultimate gamble: Spend the night with him, and afterwards he’ll sign the papers if she still wants to leave.

With everything riding on one night together, Ian must convince her that their love is strong enough the second time around, and Armina must decide if love is worth sacrificing her dreams.


“You hate me,” Ian whispered, feeling more nauseous than if he’d ingested a prosthetic eyeball. How could she not hate him when she believed their personal relationship had meant less to him than an employment issue?

Armina gazed beyond his left shoulder. “I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you. When we got married, I understood you had a strong work ethic combined with an unusual drive to succeed and a consuming passion for the Inn. I knew I’d come in second to this place.”

He opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but couldn’t. If she’d made him choose, he wouldn’t have picked her.

“I thought I was okay with it,” she continued. “After all, I loved the Inn, too, and wanted you to realize your vision for it. Turns out I wasn’t okay. I didn’t realize how distant second place actually was.” She shrugged her slim shoulders. “Live and learn, right?”

Not right. He wanted to take back the lesson and teach her about real love instead. “You never should have had to settle for second place. With me or with anyone else. No one has the right to ask that of you.”

“Agreed.” Her voice came out stronger, her shoulders squared, and she looked him directly in the eye. “Now you understand why I want a divorce.”

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Tuesday, July 1, 2014

4th of July Holiday Release: Wild and Tender Care by Haley Whitehall

I like holiday releases. I think they are a lot of fun. They get you in the mood for celebration and maybe even give you an idea of how to spice up the holiday with romance. I have read many holiday releases most for Christmas and Valentine's Day.

I'm pleased to have Haley Whitehall on my blog to share her Fourth of July release WILD AND TENDER CARE published by Liquid Silver Books.


He pressed his lips together and after a second forged on. “So if you wouldn’t mind, could I sit with you?”

She should tell him no. Make a scene and embarrass him so he never came around her again. It would be for his own good, but selfishly she wanted him to stay. The good people in town would set him straight later. Since he didn’t know about her sordid past he could not be blamed for keeping her company.

“I would like that very much, Dr. Steere.”

He sat next to her, folding his legs crisscrossed. Like an Indian. He clearly had some Indian blood mixed with the white blood in his veins. Probably a half-breed. It wouldn’t be polite to ask, and his ancestry did not bother her one bit. He took off his hat and set it in his lap.

A fluttering sensation in her chest gave her a heady rush. She had been with many men in her short lifetime, but none had given her this feeling. Swallowing a sip of punch, she wished he would hold her hand. Yes, it was a foolish notion. They weren’t children stealing a kiss in the barn loft. Everyone was watching them whether he was aware of it or not.

Finishing her plate in silence, she inhaled his masculine scent, a unique combination of the outdoors and antiseptic. It fit the doctor. She drank down the last of her punch and set the empty cup on top of her plate.

Dr. Steere stood and offered her his hand.

Hesitating a second, she let him pull her to her feet.

He glanced at the couples dancing. “Would you like to join them?”

That was a terrible idea. She didn’t want to be forced to leave the picnic, but the hope in Dr. Steere’s eyes quieted her protests. And damn it, she would like to dance. She untied her bonnet and left in the grass next to his hat. “Yes,” she said, offering a smile. “I would love to.”

He hooked his arm around hers and her body tingled. Being led across the lawn to the designated dance floor she felt like a princess. The reel ended and many of the couples left to get refreshments. The musicians switched to a slow song to give the couples remaining a chance to catch their breath.

He unwound his arm and wrapped his palm around hers, placing his other hand on her hip.
The back of her neck prickled. “I feel everyone’s eyes on us,” she whispered. The waltz was a song for lovers.

He grinned. “Let them stare. It doesn’t bother me.”

It shouldn’t bother me either. She enjoyed the warmth of his hands, the heat in his gaze, and the remnants of tobacco on his breath. Focusing on him, she blocked out the unfriendly vibes sent in her direction. Though not powerfully built, she felt the strength in his arms, his suit hiding his rippling muscles.

He peered down at her, holding her gaze. The pleasure in his dark brown eyes likely mirrored her own. For a second she forgot about her past and let herself get caught up in the music, caught up in his touch, and lost herself in his sensual smile.

The song ended, and Dr. Steere did not let her go. Again Ida knew she should protest. It would be unseemly if they danced together any longer.


Ida Page has seen the worst the west has to offer. Snubbed by the citizens of Big Rock, Colorado, ever since the town cleaned up its act and became civilized, she has tried to change with the times. No other line of work available, she became a laundress after the mayor shut down the whorehouse, but the good people will not allow her to forget her past as a shady lady. She has given up on ever being accepted, let alone falling in love, until a handsome half-breed stranger arrives in town.

After the War Between the States, William Steere has been looking for a town to build a medical practice. He answered a newspaper ad placed by the mayor of Big Rock and hopes their desperate need for a doctor will overrule their race prejudice against his half-breed status. At the Independence Day picnic, he is introduced to all the town citizens except for one woman sitting off by herself. This redhead draws him to her with merely a gaze.

Can the two outcasts find love and acceptance in each other’s arms or will the town’s cruelty and a smallpox epidemic tear them apart?

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Haley Whitehall lives in Washington State where she enjoys all four seasons and the surrounding wildlife. She writes historical fiction and historical romance set in the 19th century U.S. When she is not researching or writing, she plays with her cats, watches the Western and History Channels, and goes antiquing. She is hoping to build a time machine so she can go in search of her prince charming. A good book, a cup of coffee, and a view of the mountains make her happy. Visit Haley’s website at

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