Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Jacqueline Hopper: Read Aloud, Hear Your Errors by author Anna Kittre...
Jacqueline Hopper: Read Aloud, Hear Your Errors by author Anna Kittre...: Read Aloud, Hear Your Errors by Anna Kittrell Have you ever listened to a first grader proudly read a story while dragging his fing...
Sunday, September 1, 2013
THE QUEEN
THE QUEEN docked August 31, 2013 and awaits you to come aboard ...
Cole Masterson takes a ghost hunting gig aboard the Queen Mary to find out why pictures of his great grandfather and Hanna Amery are in an old locket.
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Hanna Amery finds the love she left behind on The Grey Ghost housed in the body of Cole Masterson, she just needs to figure out how to get to him.
What happens when they find each other on opposite planes of the Universe?
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Excerpt
Shrugging off the odd sensation of being watched, I went back to investigating, and snapped pictures of the bunks noting that even with a mattress they had to feel like a board. I certainly wouldn’t trade the luxury of my Sleep Number bed for one of these for an extended period of time for anything. I took several more pictures then covered the lens and turned off the camera.
“Other than my nerves, all is quiet in the Isolation Ward. Gonna call it a night.” I turned away from the beds, then shuffled back toward the sinks. A low groan filled the air, stopping me in my tracks. But looking back I saw no one. Had I just imagined it? Were my nerves playing me up?
“Who’s there?” I double checked the recorder finding the new batteries kept it barely running. Shoot, why I hadn’t thought to bring an extra set of batteries? Normally I would have done that, but tonight was far from normal. “Listen, whoever you are, I’m going to bed now. If you want to talk to me you’ll have to find me tomorrow.”
Quickly stepping out of the ward, wanting nothing more than to get my head on straight, I inched past the attendant’s room and hustled toward the stairs that will take me above deck.
“Dr. Masterson!” Clicking heels hurrying along the floor echoed softly behind me.
The soft feminine English accented voice made me freeze as every hair on my body suddenly stood at attention. Oh my god, I hadn’t imagined her. I spun around eager for a glimpse of her, hearing the urgency in her voice, and groaned when I found no one there. Damn, if she was so eager to reach out to me why wouldn’t she appear?
“Dr. Masterson, please!”
The disembodied voice made my heart ache and my fingers tremble as I once again checked the power of the nearly drained recorder hoping it caught her voice. Swallowing the lump in my throat I said, “Yes?”
Get your boarding passes here:
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Hanna Amery finds the love she left behind on The Grey Ghost housed in the body of Cole Masterson, she just needs to figure out how to get to him.
What happens when they find each other on opposite planes of the Universe?
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Excerpt
Shrugging off the odd sensation of being watched, I went back to investigating, and snapped pictures of the bunks noting that even with a mattress they had to feel like a board. I certainly wouldn’t trade the luxury of my Sleep Number bed for one of these for an extended period of time for anything. I took several more pictures then covered the lens and turned off the camera.
“Other than my nerves, all is quiet in the Isolation Ward. Gonna call it a night.” I turned away from the beds, then shuffled back toward the sinks. A low groan filled the air, stopping me in my tracks. But looking back I saw no one. Had I just imagined it? Were my nerves playing me up?
“Who’s there?” I double checked the recorder finding the new batteries kept it barely running. Shoot, why I hadn’t thought to bring an extra set of batteries? Normally I would have done that, but tonight was far from normal. “Listen, whoever you are, I’m going to bed now. If you want to talk to me you’ll have to find me tomorrow.”
Quickly stepping out of the ward, wanting nothing more than to get my head on straight, I inched past the attendant’s room and hustled toward the stairs that will take me above deck.
“Dr. Masterson!” Clicking heels hurrying along the floor echoed softly behind me.
The soft feminine English accented voice made me freeze as every hair on my body suddenly stood at attention. Oh my god, I hadn’t imagined her. I spun around eager for a glimpse of her, hearing the urgency in her voice, and groaned when I found no one there. Damn, if she was so eager to reach out to me why wouldn’t she appear?
“Dr. Masterson, please!”
The disembodied voice made my heart ache and my fingers tremble as I once again checked the power of the nearly drained recorder hoping it caught her voice. Swallowing the lump in my throat I said, “Yes?”
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Saturday, March 30, 2013
Within These Chapel Walls: Adrian's Choice
Within These Chapel Walls: Adrian's Choice: byVinita Eggers
Santa
Fe, New Mexico
Present
Day
“Meg!
Number fourteen wants to talk to you.”
In
the process of putting the finishing touches on the seven tier wedding cake for
her oldest brother’s wedding, Meghna Taylor winced as the unexpected bellow made
her hand tremble.
Meg
considered it a blessing that the customers at Sweet Bites felt comfortable
talking to the head chef. However, when she had so many orders to finish and
Easter was flashing . . . (click title to continue reading)
Within These Chapel Walls: A Free Choice
Within These Chapel Walls: A Free Choice: by Aryadne Leone
“Sorry to disturb your prayers , Reverend
Mother…”
The panic-tinged voice broke through
her inner stillness, bringing Mother Superior Eva-Luke crashing back to earth.
Once more, the flesh tugged at her, even as her spirit reached for liberation.
She opened her eyes and turned to the anxious young
novice.
“Yes, Sister Ruth,” the Mother
Superior replied in well-modulated tones, lilted by a rich . . . (click title to continue reading)
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Within These Chapel Walls: A Carpenter's Miracle
Within These Chapel Walls: A Carpenter's Miracle: A Carpenter’s Miracle by Anna Kittrell “Ouch! Son of a—” Zach ground his teeth, bit back the word hovering on the tip of his to...
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Within These Chapel Walls: Love and War
Within These Chapel Walls: Love and War: by Callie Hutton
Santa Fe, New Mexico
August, 1919
Deanie Lawrence stopped a few buildings down from the Loretto Chapel and took a deep breath. She chewed her lip in contemplation. This was not a good idea. Despite Father Ryan’s assurances, she doubted coming face to face with Peter after all this time would heal the anger in his soul. No. Her former fiancé despised her, and with good reason.
The church stood outlined against the crystal blue New Mexico sky. It had always brought her comfort, especially during her darkest hours. The majestic rise of the steeple and gothic design of the building itself brought a sense of calm to her raging nerves. Wiping her sweaty palms down the front of her skirt, . . . (click title to continue reading)
Monday, March 25, 2013
Within These Chapel Walls
A Knight to Remember
Chapter
One
England, 15th
Century
“Black Knight, pledge thy loyalty
and love to me and no other!” Queen Isabel Trenowyth demanded.
“I cannot, Your Grace,” the Black
Knight replied, ignoring her haughty tone while holding back his jet-black
Andalusian from prancing too close to the queen and her court. “My heart belongs
to another.”
“Another? Thou wearest the colors
of this kingdom. My kingdom.” Isabel snorted, her proud face suffused
with rage. “Thy heart canst belong to no other in this time or in any other
time.”
“Thou speakest the truth. I wear
the black and gold colors of Heartsease as a knight by my own pledge, sworn to
protect the castle walls and its people, nothing more, Your Grace. I cannot give
my heart to one who on a whim hast so many knights on bended knee.” The Black
Knight backed his snorting stallion a little farther from the anger of Queen
Isabel. He’d vowed to protect Heartsease and its lands for longer than the
queen’s reign; he’d never promised to be her lover.
“Of course, there are other
willing knights of Heartsease who would give me the pleasure I request. It is
what thou hast refused me all these years which I seek. I have offered thee everything,
and now thee shall have nothing.” Isabel waved him off like a finished piece of
meat.
“The tournament shall continue.”
A sneer marred her otherwise
beautiful face. “Ruin him, Sir Thomas!” Queen Isabel commanded of the Black
Knight’s opponent.
Sir Thomas backed his gray mount
away from Queen Isabel until he reined in solidly beside the Black Knight. The
line had been drawn, and the Black Knight knew Isabel would not take lightly a
refusal from two of her knights.
“My Queen, I cannot. I have given
my life to protect the people of thy kingdom. Heartsease is the place of my
birth and that of my family before me. Our alliance to thy father before his death
is long and unquestionable. It will continue as such. On this day, I refuse to
take the Black Knight’s life to ease thy pride and bruised heart,” Sir Thomas
replied, loudly enough for half of Heartsease to hear him.
“Thomas, thy protection of me is
admirable but not needed,” the Black Knight rebutted under his arnet to his
childhood friend and then turned to the queen. Her furor over Thomas’s refusal
was evident and so would be her vengeance. He couldn’t allow Thomas to face her
wrath.
“I refuse Sir Thomas’s protection
and challenge him to Joust a’ Plaisance.”
Queen Isabel thought for a moment
before coolly signaling for the Chief Marshall toapproach her. A wicked smile
crossed her lips as she whispered into his ear. A look of dismay soon turned to
pleasure as the Chief Marshall faced the Black Knight and Sir Thomas.
“These are the queen’s terms of
the challenge set forth. If the Black Knight loses, he will remove the coat of
arms signifying his alliance with Heartsease and be banished from these lands for
all time. If he should be the victor, then Sir Thomas will be stripped of
knighthood and work the land as his father before him. In addition, the Black
Knight shall do the queen’s bidding day and night as Queen Isabel so chooses.”
A hush fell over the list as all
in attendance waited for the Black Knight’s answer to the cruel request. If he
accepted this challenge and lost, he’d be forced to leave his homeland forever.
This was the place of his birth and the birth of his beloved Catherine. His
victory would bring shame upon Thomas and his family and devastate them, and
he’d be at Isabel’s mercy for the rest of his days. Either way, he was doomed.
The queen left him without a true choice.
The Black Knight backed his black
steed, turned, and then trotted around the list toward William, his young
squire. Passing along the rail, he paused long enough to take up the
lace-andpurple-ribboned offering from Catherine, the beautiful daughter of
Heartsease’s dressmaker. He leaned in toward the raven-haired, blue-eyed young
woman, his heart already hers. She smiled and tied the token around his lance,
making him her champion.
“How can I help but not fail,
Catherine,” he whispered to the lovely but plainly dressed maiden.
“I know not, but thou wilt find a
way to right this wrong,” she said, a trusting smile brightening her worried
face. Touched by her faith in him, he rode off to the east end of the list, doom
flittering down his spine. The only honorable way out would be to lose, even
though it went against his nature, and he could possibly lose Catherine as
well.
“Sir Reynold?” William queried.
He gave his squire a confidant
smile, seeing the fear in the boy’s eyes. “I will not allow the queen to
dictate my life any longer, my young friend. If I must leave my home and
country to save Thomas’s family name, I will.” Reynold dismounted and handed
the reins to William.
“The queen would rather see thee
dead, sir,” William commented, leading the stallion alongside Reynold toward
their tent.
“Beware what thou sayest, young
William. In this court, even the ground hast ears,” Reynold cautioned his bold
squire, placing a hand on the young man’s shoulder. “Lest thou take care in
those words, or it could be thee riding Abraxas and carrying a lance against
thy father instead of me.”
“What of my cousin?” William
tethered Abraxas to a post outside their tent. “What will become of Catherine
if thou art no longer here to protect her?”
“Catherine knows I’d not bring
shame on thy family name. I will find a home and send for her when the time is
right.” Reynold walked into his tent to prepare for his joust against Thomas, his
blood brother and childhood friend. “Wherefore Isabel hast chosen this course
now is beyond my knowledge, Will. Her jealousy runs deeper since her father’s
death.”
“Some say that Isabel hast
consulted the stones. They say the stones have foreseen thy failure and
disappearance from Heartsease, Reynold,” Will said in a hushed tone, as if
afraid to be heard by anyone but himself. “Father is fearful that Isabel plays
with the darkness of life to rid thee of thine. Her witch is powerful in the
black arts.”
Reynold handed his arnet to Will,
shook his head, and took a deep breath. It confirmed his own thoughts. “I have
heard the same words whispered behind tankards of ale. It is more than my life
she yearns to rid me of, it is my will to refuse her advances and physical
pleasures.”
* * * *
Reynold pulled himself into the
saddle and waited for Will to hand him his shield and cronel-tipped lance. Much
was at stake in this event. At the other end of the list, his oldest and closest
friend waited for their time at the joust.
They all had grown up
together—Thomas Astley, Catherine, Isabel, and he. Thomas was the son of a
farmer, and his cousin, Catherine, was the dressmaker’s middle daughter who was
more of a tomboy than a girl. As a child, Isabel hadn’t known the difference in
their positions in life.
Her father, King David, had
allowed her to play with the children of Heartsease. She’d been a big-hearted
girl, filled with passion and love. Reynold had been the king’s eyes and ears
even as a boy, up until the king’s death when Isabel was but an enthusiastic
girl of sixteen. Something inside her changed that day—something dark and evil.
At one time in Reynold’s life, he
had thought he loved Isabel. These past years with her ruling cruelly as queen
made him realize that Catherine, and not the selfish woman Isabel had become,
had his heart.
After years of fulfilling the
promise he’d made to Isabel’s father as he lay dying, Reynold continuously
refused the provocative suggestions Isabel presented him on a regular basis.
He’d promised the king he’d defend Heartsease and look after Isabel, not become
a bed toy for her to play with like so many others. Isabel proved to need no
looking after; she had plenty of willing knights to defend her honor and visit
her private quarters.
The sound of trumpets brought him
back to the present and the task awaiting him. His plan was a simple one that
he’d have to conceal from Will. If he didn’t, the young squire would find a way
to inform his father of Reynold’s planned deception.
Reynold spurred Abraxas ahead and
entered the list at the east end at the same time Thomas did from the west end.
They’d been through this many times before on the practice field. Abraxas
stomped in eagerness to charge, and Reynold spurred the stallion forward.
Galloping toward Thomas on the
opposite side of the tilt, Reynold felt the jolt of the lance against his
chest. He’d hit Thomas but not enough to knock him off his mount.
Gathering himself, he
repositioned the lance and charged toward Thomas again. As they met in the
middle of the tilt, Reynold lowered his weapon at the last moment and felt the
jolt of Thomas’s lance hit him squarely in the chest, causing him to teeter in
the saddle. The cheers of the crowd echoed inside his arnet, vibrating in his
ears.
One more pass, and it would be
over.
Ignoring Will’s questioning look,
Reynold spurred Abraxas around and charged his lifelong friend for what he
prayed would be the last time. When the two passed, Thomas lifted his lance, missing
Reynold by inches. Knowing in that instant Thomas was no fool, Reynold fell
sideways, allowing Abraxas to drag him to the west end of the list.
The pain shooting through his
body was nothing compared to the satisfaction of knowing Thomas would continue
his life as a knight. His plan may not have worked to perfection, but his honor
to Thomas was held intact. Reynold would find a new life—a lonely one but a
life nonetheless.
“Whoa! Whoa!”
The words came through the
blackness trying to take claim to his mind. Abraxas suddenly halted, and Reynold
felt himself lifted off the ground. Someone took his foot from the stirrup and pulled
the arnet from his head.
Focusing, he gazed into the eyes
of his raven-haired love. He had indeed found his place, at last, in
Catherine’s arms.
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Saturday, February 23, 2013
NEWS....
I received not one, but TWO, contracts today from MuseIt Up Publishing for Blood Ties and The Queen! 2013 is going to be busy!!!!
Release dates:
Blue Moon Magic (print only, w/a Debi Wilder Author) – April (approx)
Human Touch (erotica w/a Debi Wilder) – July(approx)
The Queen (Four Seasons of Passion series, Summer Lovin’, w/a Author Maxine Douglas) – August(approx)
Blood Ties (time travel, w/a Maxine Douglas) – September(approx)
THE QUEEN
Cole Masterson takes a ghost hunting gig aboard the Queen Mary to find out more why pictures of his great grandfather and Hanna Amery are in an old locket.
Hanna Amery finds the love she left behind on The Gray Ghost housed in the body of Cole Masterson, she just needs to figure out how to get to him.
What happens when they find each other on opposite planes?
Release dates:
Blue Moon Magic (print only, w/a Debi Wilder Author) – April (approx)
Human Touch (erotica w/a Debi Wilder) – July(approx)
The Queen (Four Seasons of Passion series, Summer Lovin’, w/a Author Maxine Douglas) – August(approx)
Blood Ties (time travel, w/a Maxine Douglas) – September(approx)
THE QUEEN
Four Seasons of Passion Series, Summer Lovin'
Hanna Amery finds the love she left behind on The Gray Ghost housed in the body of Cole Masterson, she just needs to figure out how to get to him.
What happens when they find each other on opposite planes?
Chocolate, Flowers, and . . . Happily Ever After
Chocolate, Flowers, and . . . Happily Ever After:
After Val and Tina Hart nestled in front of the fire in their suite and clinked wine gl...
After Val and Tina Hart nestled in front of the fire in their suite and clinked wine gl...
Chocolate, Flowers, and . . . Trust
Chocolate, Flowers, and . . . Trust: by Kathy L Wheeler
“Darling, you made it!”
Angelique Daugherty hugged her Aunt Tina tightly, a pang of emotion i...
“Darling, you made it!”
Angelique Daugherty hugged her Aunt Tina tightly, a pang of emotion i...
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Wild Stallions
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Wild Stallions: WILD STALLIONS By Christy Gronlund “Alright everyone,” Philomena Clark clapped. “Let’s place the tables four across t...
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Cupid's Cabin
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Cupid's Cabin: Cupid’s Cabin by Debi Rogers “Toddye Connors! It’s been too long!” The SweetHart Lodge’s bartender’s bright smile of recognition ...
Monday, February 11, 2013
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .A Recipe for Love
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .A Recipe for Love: by Heidi Vanlandingham
“Wouldn’t you like a warm, soft, gooey cinnamon roll to take with you?” Holly Cavanaug...
“Wouldn’t you like a warm, soft, gooey cinnamon roll to take with you?” Holly Cavanaug...
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Twins
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Twins: by Tamrie Foxtail
“You do know I don’t ski?” Andy said, casting a slightly bemused look at his daughter.
Kealy shrugged, corners of her mouth
“You do know I don’t ski?” Andy said, casting a slightly bemused look at his daughter.
Kealy shrugged, corners of her mouth
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Champagne
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .Champagne: By Anna Kittrell
“How are you holding up over there?” Kayla asked. Taffy waved through the center of the d...
“How are you holding up over there?” Kayla asked. Taffy waved through the center of the d...
Friday, February 8, 2013
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .:The Outsider
The Outsider: The Outsider by Silver James Megan Carter stared at the blank window open on her laptop screen. She’d returned to Valent...
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .
Be Mine: BY MARY JO SPRINGER ~~ “Your fantasy man is over there.” Angela Marchant’s gaze fol...
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .
The Golden Band: by Callie Hutton ~~ Aileen Kramer glanced out the car window and her breath caught at the magnificence of Valentine, Co...
Chocolates, Flowers and . .
Chocolates, Flowers and . . .: Welcome to SweetHart Lodge in Valentine, Colorado....: Your hosts, Val and Tina Hart, offer only the best in food, comfort, and fun. Come snuggle in front of the roaring fire or spen...
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