Wednesday, January 9, 2019

A TALENT FOR TROUBLE by Landra Graf

A TALENT FOR TROUBLE

By 

Landra Graf 


Please welcome my pal Landra Graf to the blog. She's got an exciting new release, A TALENT FOR TROUBLE, and is doing a Rafflecopter giveaway to celebrate. The prize is a $10 Amazon gift card. (The Rafflecopter link is below.) 

Want to read more?  Here's the blurb and a couple of excerpts to whet your appetite! 

Blurb

Drug runner Emilio Morales is one deal away from being the sole runner from Earth to the upper planets—until his partner attempts a double-cross. Now, Emilio’s stuck in a disabled spaceship with an unpredictable, attractive female who’s willing to help him out if he’ll assist her in retrieving her ship from an impound facility.

Antonia ‘Toni’ Smith is sick and tired of being beholden to men. The only way to guarantee freedom is to get back her bootlegging ship to run her own business again. When Emilio kills her ticket out, she’s forced to rely on him for assistance. Emilio, the most wanted and annoying man in the solar system, is a sexy-as-hell means to an end.

But every plan the duo makes falls apart and every day they spend in each other’s company increases the tension between them.

With the death toll rising and their defenses low, can Emilio and Toni get the happy ending they want, without falling for each other in the process?

Excerpt  1

He poured himself a glass. Turning it slowly, spreading the liquid up the sides and back down, he noticed he wasn’t alone. “Can I offer you a drink?”

“No,” a sultry feminine voice responded. “There’s nothing over there isn’t made in the still or fermented in a barrel.”

“Suit yourself.” Emilio turned and took in the view. Mother Mary.

The woman, a vision of sin, stood angled toward the fancy window display where three floor-to-ceiling panels showcased the twinkling view. She wore a glimmering red dress, which sparkled even more as she turned toward him. Her hair was a pale-white blonde, short and framing her face, giving it a distinct diamond shape. She’d be labeled gorgeous, more than the word could construe, with her eyes the color of whiskey—and not the cheap stuff in his glass. No, the full-bodied swirling amber and caramel colors.

“What brings you to Casa Manolo?” He swallowed a little more whiskey than he intended and did his best to sound suave, but the words came out more like a croak.

“Nothing that concerns you.” The dismissal paired with a smile, a little thing revealing flawless teeth. He glanced down at her one note of defiance—boots. Grav boots to be exact, black and fierce. A deep, soul-encapsulating need clamped onto his brain, a need he’d waited years to experience. This was the woman he’d been waiting for. The type he’d always wanted. The one he’d call his.
He walked closer, eager to see if she took a similar interest in him. “Oh? Well, I’m happy to make this visit less business and more pleasure. Your name is?”

The words escaped his mouth as he glanced at her lips—expressive, full and waiting for his kiss, even when those same lips uttered, “Too expensive for you.”

Excerpt  2:

Emilio watched her like a hawk. “How the hell do you know how to do that?”

“I captain a ship. Most people don’t just get to run a vessel because they win it gambling.”

“So, you’ve heard of me?” He winked at her.

She groaned. “Yes, by reputation alone.”

“All good things?”

“If you call being a ladies’ man who attracts desperate, scar-loving station-clingers a good thing.” She left out the rumors of his bedroom prowess. Because she’d turned over a new leaf. No sex, no men and definitely no crazy stuff.

“I can tell from your expression you’ve heard other things.”

How easily he’d read her since the moment they’d faced off on Casa Manolo bugged her as well. She focused on the piloting. “Maybe that you won a fancy ship in a poker game.”

“Better to win one than lose one,” he replied.

The words stung, the sharp pain taking up residence somewhere in the center of her chest. Why am I attracted to him again? “You know what they say on Mars…can’t win big if you don’t risk big.”

“Mars girl, eh?”

Toni gave a single nod.

“Makes sense why you’re crazy.”

She wanted to take offense at his shocked tone, dismissive like so many of the men she’d met over the years. The way the upper planets still regarded woman as objects more often than as productive members of society drove her nuts. “Don’t let this dress fool you.”

“It’s doing everything but fooling me,” he retorted with a smirk.

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Author Bio: Landra Graf consumes at least one book a day, and has always been a sucker for stories where true love conquers all. She believes in the power of the written word, and the joy such words can bring. In between spending time with her family and having book adventures, she writes romance with the goal of giving everyone, fictional or not, their own happily ever after.


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Friday, June 8, 2018

The Cocky Cockers


 romance anthology is available at Amazon now! 
        

           The anthology is the brainchild of Jackie Barbosa. 

Contributing authors include:

Shiloh Walker                         https://www.shilohwalker.com/website/
Jane Bailey                             http://janebaileybooks.com/books/
Sela Carsen                             http://selacarsen.com/
Tom Eden                               http://www.tomeden.com/
Ann Gaston                            https://annegaston.com/
Missy Jane                              https://authormissyjane.wordpress.com/
Sadie Jay
Taryn Kincaid                         https://tarynkincaid.com/
Lucy Kinsley and Tara Song 
Rachael Kerr                         
Mia Koutras
L. J. LaBarthe                           http://www.ljlabarthe.com/ 
Elise Logan                            
Carrie Lomax                          https://carrielomax.com/
Mara Malins                          
Siobhan Muir                         https://www.siobhanmuir.com/
Marie Piper                            http://www.mariepiper.com/
Joanne Renaud                      http://joannerenaud.com/
Selene Grace Silver                http://selenegracesilver.com/
Naomi Tajedler     
Emily Veinglory                     https://veinglory.blogspot.com/             
Jules Voigt                            
Jody Wallace                          http://jodywallace.com/
Mary Winter                           https://marywinter.com/

Julia Wolf                               http://juliawolfwrites.com/


The 27 stories in the anthology are contemporary, historical, paranormal and steampunk romances and run the gamut from sweet to steamy, with pairings that include m/f, m/m, and f/f. 

And the special twist? All the stories feature a Cocker Spaniel.  Each story is short, about 5,000 words, perfect to read while sipping lemonade at the beach this summer.  

 Proceeds from the anthology will be used to defray any legal costs associated with publication, and then will be donated to the Romance Writers of America's  Perserverance Fund. 



Monday, May 28, 2018

Friday, February 3, 2017

DESTINED FOR EACH OTHER by Tina Donahue


DESTINED FOR EACH OTHER
A Wiccan Haus novel 
By 
Tina Donahue 

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She’s caught between the para and human world…he’s always been an outcast.
At the Wiccan Haus, they’ll find each other and paradise.

As a crossbreed good fairy, Bliss is tired of goodness, light, and everything that’s right. Talk about boring. Her human half demands a bad boy. Someone who’ll curl her hair and toes, while also cherishing her. In other words, the whole enchilada.

Enter Fallon. Tall, dark, handsome, and seriously dangerous. No, seriously. He’s a reaper. Trouble is he’s started to covet human emotions. Longing. Lust. Love. He needs healing fast to get his head screwed on right and go back to the way he was.

Bliss doesn’t agree and is determined to show him another way. Sometimes you have to break all the rules to find your destiny.

Excerpt:

Of all the places Fallon wanted to be, the Wiccan Haus wasn’t one of them. Of course, innumerable problems awaited him off the island he couldn’t escape any longer. His superior ordered him here to heal or else.
Fallon couldn’t imagine what new stuff he’d get stuck with that’d be worse than what he’d known his entire existence.
Dread dogged him, but he slung his knapsack over his shoulder. Time to get this show on the road. Then again, maybe not.
Bliss loitered in the doorway, gaze hopeful, lips parted, her fragrance lingering as she did. She smelled of the first warm breeze in spring. Air wrapped in sunshine. Yet her musk conjured visions of decadent nights lost in her carnal embrace. An enticing paradox.
No one had to tell him she was a good fairy with a darker, human side. Sin flared in her gray eyes. Oatmeal-colored freckles sprinkled her small nose and rosy cheeks. For a fae, her height amazed, but her hair color was the ultimate giveaway as to her true ancestry, being a crossbreed. The top part was startling white, the bottom half that grazed her shoulders was pure black. Two toned like Myron’s, but naturally so.
Bliss couldn’t hide what she was any more than Fallon could with himself. Beneath his T-shirt, he bore a mark that revealed his heritage. The seer didn’t have to see it to know what Fallon was. Humans didn’t either. Eventually and instinctively, they caught onto the danger he posed for them or their loved ones.
Bliss hadn’t noticed. Yet.
Her smile invited—a come-on no sane man could resist. Sugar and spice with loads of vice. By all the gods in the universe, she was something. Rather than walk, she glided and wore clothes once popular in the nineteen-sixties: a sheer white blouse with puffy sleeves and faded blue jeans. She was and wasn’t barefoot, having tied strings around her slender toes and ankles then decorated them with silver and crystal hearts. Wickedly cute.
She should leave.
She had no business being around him. For her to believe he could deliver anything but grief, as he had to countless others, was seriously nuts. His outer appearance and persona attracted her, not the monster inside. The reaper he was and would always be.
Contrary to what humans or many paras believed, reapers weren’t skeletal, decked out in funeral attire, their hair oily and slicked back, skin icy, breath fetid.
Even the bravest fool would run from someone like that, which made reaping far too difficult.
TGR, or The Grim Reaper, Fallon’s boss, came up with a solution. He made his male and female soldiers attractive so they could easily seduce those whose souls they sought. Like a moth drawn to a flame or a fly stuck in a spider’s web, the poor suckers didn’t see anything but good looks and forgot to protect themselves until it was too late. That’s when Fallon and his fellow reapers pounced. The mortals still fought, pleaded, and wailed, but by then they didn’t have a prayer.  

About Tina:

Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

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