Grand Prize Winners of Casey’s Gunslinger Giveaways Announced! #giveaways #Amazon #prizes #books

Congratulations to the winners of Catherine Wolffe’s grand prize drawing for Casey’s Gunslinger‘s release.  The event was so much fun and we had so many readers drop by!  I asked each person to share several links and then share in the comment section of the grand prize post when they were done.  I’m pleased to announce we have three winners.  The first place winner will have the choice of three different prize packages.  The second place winner will pick between two awesome bundles and the third place winner will get a wonderful gift along with my utmost thanks for all their help!

First place goes to Kathy Osborn!        Second place goes to Michelle Thomas!    Third place goes to Angelina Brown!

Kathy Osborn will have her choice of one of the three bundles from me – Catherine Wolffe, Wendy Ely and Ally Thomas.

Michelle Thomas will choose between the remaining two bundles and Angelina Brown will receive the remaining prize packet.

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Congratulations to Sherri Williamson – the Winner of A Final Kiss by Wendy Ely!

Help me congratulate the winner of an ebook copy of A Final Kiss by Wendy Ely!  Sherri Williamson left  a comment on the interview post I did with Wendy.  Celebrating the release of a new book is a wonderful time for an author and Sherri helped with the celebration.  Thanks again for all the followers who commented and keep watching.  Another chance to win will come soon.

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Win a Copy of A Final Kiss by Wendy Ely

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I’m thrilled to have one of my favorite authors on my blog today.  Wendy Ely is a contemporary romance author with several published novels.  Today she’s visiting to share about her new release, A Final Kiss.  Please help me welcome her and check out the giveaway I have for you!   Settle in with your coffee or hot chocolate and learn about A Final Kiss.

What inspired you to write your first book?

My first published book is Jesse’s Brother. Before I wrote the book I was dating two men. One night I was out with one of the guys. Guy #2 called me when guy #1 went to the bathroom. They both knew about each other and I told guy #2 I was on a date at the moment. Then I started thinking about what a great story that would be and started writing the book.

And the guys? I ended up being friends with both of them for a while.

Do you have a specific writing style or approach to writing your books?

I’m a pantser. That means that I don’t plot my books in advance. I usually do some character outlines to get to know them and then I start writing. My book is done when the story naturally ends.

How did you come up with the title?

My newest release is A Final Kiss. This novel had a different name until I wrote the last scene. You see, I figure out titles while I’m writing. A word or phrase grabs usually grabs me and that is how I figure out the title. When I wrote the part where Kate’s stalker wants to give her a final kiss, I knew that would be the new name.

Here’s the blurb from A Final Kiss:

Kate Morris is so close to finally having what she wants in life; a supportive group of female friends, a potential new career she’d almost given up on, and a romance on the horizon. No matter how right things go for her, trouble bites at her heart at every turn. Someone is out there always watching her. She can feel it all the way down to her bones.

And he is waiting for his perfect moment to step into her life permanently. He almost had the perfect woman once before, but one thing stepped in his way then. He needs a new woman and Kate fits the bill perfectly. Nothing will come between him and Kate. Once Wade reveals his love to Kate, she’ll love him too. After all, they were meant to be together at all costs… even if it means taking away anyone else who might interfere.

Tony walked out of Kate’s life so many years ago, leaving a wrecked girl in his wake. One trip to the Phoenix airport shoves the all-woman version of Kate back into his life. He wants to get to know her again, but she isn’t playing easy with him this time. If given one more chance to make up for lost time, he would never leave again. Gone on his deployment, he decides to email her anyway. Through the emails she starts slowly warming up… enough to express her concern about a stalker. With the police officer’s lack of help, Tony heads to Phoenix instead of home upon his return to the states. Kate doesn’t trust herself around Tony, so he takes matters into his own hands. Will he be able to watch over Kate without her finding out and resist falling in love with her all over again? Will Tony be able to catch the stalker before Kate is harmed?

Join both of us as we celebrate the release of her book tomorrow with an event on Facebook.  The party starts at 4pm MST and runs through 7:30pm.  There will be loads of fun and giveaways.  Wendy has some awesome prizes she’d like to give to some luck winners, so sign up now!  Click on the book cover to be transported to the party!
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I ‘d like to get the ball rolling with a giveaway of a ebook copy of A Final Kiss to one lucky reader that leaves a comment here on my page.  See you all at the party!!

New Western Romance by Catherine Wolffe & Giveaway

New Western Romance by Catherine Wolffe & Giveaway.

Casey’s Gunslinger Releasing Soon!

Parties are fun!  Release parties on Facebook are a blast when you can celebrate with the people who read your books!  I’m thrilled and looking forward to March 7th and the official release of Casey’s Gunslinger #2 from The Loflin Legacy series.  Click on the book cover to be transported to the party!

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Click on the picture to be transported to the party on Facebook!

Those of you who know me and are familiar with my stories, know I enjoy writing western romance.  I also like mixing it up a bit and adding a few paranormal elements to my work.  Check out The Western Werewolf Legend series if you don’t believe me.  The Civil War will never be the same.  Lol

Click on the picture to check out The Western Werewolf Legend series on Amazon
Click on the picture to check out The Western Werewolf Legend series on Amazon

Did you know I enjoy steampunk romance as well?   That’s one you need to remember for the upcoming release party.  (Hint)  I also love a good regency romance.  I still enjoy a steamy old fashioned bodice ripper as well.  Some may need to look up the definition to that one, by the way.  *eye wink*  Still, my favorite romance is a western and a historical one to boot.  You get such dynamic variation in your characters that aren’t available in the contemporary work.  This is just my opinion.  Where can you ride a horse, rope a steer and shoot somebody for messing with your woman all before sunset?  See what I mean?  Lots of action, lots of thrills and lots of danger go into a jam packed, bronc busting ride when you read a western romance, or it should.

In Casey’s Gunslinger, Charles Harrison is a reformed hired gun turned attorney-at-law.  In 1858 most attorneys were seen as shady and not worthy of trusting.  Casey St. Clair rides into Tyler, Texas with a mission.  She wants to find her father, the one who abandoned her as a baby because she has a score to settle.  She seeks Mr. Harrison’s help.

Charles lays eyes on the lovely blonde and his world shifts.  You’ll want to learn the reason behind her hatred for her father and the trouble she gets into because of that deep seeded hatred.   You’ll also want to understand why Charles is so taken with the petite young woman fresh off the stage from New Orleans.  I hope you enjoy reading Casey’s Gunslinger as much as I’ve enjoyed writing the story.  If you haven’t read Comanche Haven #1, please do so, as the storyline overlaps and Casey’s Gunslinger is really a continuation of the tale from two new and very different viewpoints.

Again, thank you for your support and thank you for reading my books.  I enjoy talking with each reader and would love to hear from you!

Click on the picture to check out Comanche Haven at Amazon.
Click on the picture to check out Comanche Haven at Amazon.

Hearts on Fire Blog Hop February 10-14 #free #western #romance

The Grand Prize (given away by Close Encounters and Read Between the Lines)  for this hop is this Gorgeous heart pendant with a 20 carat lab ruby and 14k gold chain! (Shown below.) Included as well are various Signed paperbacks by many of the authors in this hop.

This hop is sponsored by Eve Langlais, Kym Grosso, Victoria Danann, Close Encounters of the Night Kind, and Read Between the Lines.

Here’s how to hop…

1.) Kym, Eve, and Victoria have supplied the first nine items on the list of Top Ten Favorite Valentines/Romantic movies and Top Ten Favorite “pick up lines”. YOU provide #10. Comment with your answers and add your email address to enter for the site prize.

2.) Click here to view all 10 of the Free ebooks I’m giving away.

3.) Then go to the next hop site on the list below and repeat.

4.) Don’t forget to go here to also enter the GRAND PRIZE RAFFLE.

(20 carat lab ruby, signed paperback series of Immortals of New Orleans – Kym Grosso, and signed paperback series of Black Swan – Victoria Danann, plus a fabulous SWAG bag from Eve Langlais.) http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/share-code/ZTVjN2Q1MGI3NjJkMGNiZTA0OGU5OGUwYjdhODRmOjIx/

TOP TEN FAV VALENTINES/ROMANTIC MOVIES

1. The Princess Bride – Eve (because I love a giggle with my romantic fairy tales)

2. Pretty Woman – Eve (gotta love a poor girl/rich guy flick)

3. Warm Bodies – Eve (Zombies can be sexy, lol)

4. Sabrina – Kym

5. The Proposal – Kym

6. Forgetting Sarah Marshall – Kym

7. A Walk in the Clouds – Victoria

8. The Notebook – Victoria

9. Made in Heaven – Victoria

10. _______________________ What’s yours?

TOP TEN FAV “PICK UP” LINES

1. Eve’s Corny p/u lines: Did you sit in a puddle of maple syrup? Because you have a swe-e-e-t ass.

2. Eve: Do you live in a corn field? Because I’m stalking you.

3. Eve: Your lips look so lonely. Would they like to meet mine?

Note from Eve: Funny how most pickup lines are from guys to girls, and have to do with sex. lol. Then again, can you imagine a woman going up to a guy and saying “Hey gorgeous, I brought along my ten inch ruler because I’ve got a feeling you’ll measure up.” Hehehe.

4. Kym’s Corny p/u lines from movies: “Do you wash your pants in Windex? Because I can see myself in them.” ~Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery,

5. Kym: “You know, it’s dangerous for you to be here in the frozen food section… Because you could melt all this stuff.” ~My Blue Heaven

6. Kym: “I couldn’t help but notice that you look a lot like my next girlfriend.” ~Hitch

7. Victoria’s fav lines that actually worked on me: (The lifeguard.) “You all might as well go home because this storm isn’t going away. (looks at me) Except you. You stay and we’ll go swimming.”

8. Victoria: “Have you seen Jeff?” “Who’s Jeff?” “Who cares? What’s yourname?”

9. Victoria: “You’re my pick for student body president. Run and I’ll make sure you get elected.”

10. ___________________ What’s yours?

Thanks for stopping by. Be sure to comment so you will be entered in the Grand Prize!

Keep Hopping! Visit all the authors in this blog hop so you can increase your chances to win! Good luck and thanks for stopping by!

1. Close Encounters with the Night Kind 53. Brandy L Rivers
2. Read Between the Lines 54. MYTHICAL BOOKS (INT)
3. Eve Langlais 55. Regina Morris (INT)
4. Kym Grosso 56. BGillian’s Blog
5. Victoria Danann 57. Dana Delamar (INT)
6. Alexandra Anthony 58. Kendall McKenna – Love & Dog Tags
7. A.R. Von DreamZ of Dragons 59. Rosanna Leo
8. Lena Hillbrand 60. Randi Alexander
9. Literal Hotties Naughty Book Reviews 61. Lusty Penguin Reviews – US
10. Susan Arden 62. Share My Destiny (INT)
11. Minding Spot 63. Michelle Lowhorn
12. Natasha Blackthorne 64. Kate Baum
13. Lena Loneson 65. Renea Mason
14. ThatsErotica 66. Victoria Embers
15. MaryLynn Bast 67. Book Liaison
16. Susan Griscom 68. Jessica Jayne
17. Morticia Knight 69. J.A. Garland “Where Fantasy Becomes Reality!”
18. Michel Prince 70. Crystals Random Thoughts (INT)
19. Dianne Hartsock -Int. 71. Misa Buckley
20. May Water’s Erotica 72. Cassandra Giovanni
21. Craves the Angst 73. Linsey @ My Little World – Books ‘n’ Things
22. Amber Kallyn (INT) 74. Dana Littlejohn
23. Draven St. James 75. Tabitha Conall
24. Deal Sharing Aunt USA 76. Barbara Hicks
25. Love Bites and Silk Ties (INT) 77. 2 Bibliophiles Guide
26. Traveling Cats 78. Laura Greenwood
27. Lea Barrymire (INT) 79. Jodi Redford
28. Dianna Hardy 80. Booklover Sue
29. Author Wendy Ely 81. Valerie Twombly-Author
30. Booked & Loaded 82. Penny For Them
31. Nya Rawlyns 83. Danielle Duncan
32. Nya Rayne 84. Desiree Holt
33. Shannan Albright 85. Paulina Woods
34. It’s All About the Romance! 86. Cristina
35. Vikki 87. KaSonndra Leigh
36. Kristine Cayne 88. Alicia @ Addicted Readers (INT)
37. Victoria Vane 89. Bookswagger
38. Elizabeth Morgan 90. Lesa
39. Romance Novel Giveaways 91. Danielle @ Coffee and Characters (INT)
40. JL Oiler 92. Michelle Graham
41. Nikki Prince 93. Imagine a World (INT)
42. Tempeste O’Riley 94. Beverly @ The Wormhole
43. Catherine Wolffe 95. J.R. Pearse Nelson
44. Eden Glenn 96. Bookworm Bridgette
45. Jezebel Jorge 97. Elizabeth Lawerence
46. Sedona Venez 98. Hennessee Andrews
47. Crazy Four Books (INT) 99. Nessie Strange
48. Susan Frances, Romance Author (INT) 100. Mandy Harbin
49. Allison Merritt (INT) 101. Karen Mercury
50. Surviving Being Me 102. Ambrielle Kirk
51. H.K. Sterling 103. Jocelyn Dex: Demons Do It Better
52. Shelli Rosewarne (INT) 104. Romance Novel Giveaways
Click on the picture to hop with other bloggers in this awesome blog hop!

The Grand Prize (given away by Close Encounters and Read Between the Lines)  for this hop is this Gorgeous heart pendant with a 20 carat lab ruby and 14k gold chain! (Shown below.) Included as well are various Signed paperbacks by many of the authors in this hop.

This hop is sponsored by Eve Langlais, Kym Grosso, Victoria Danann, Close Encounters of the Night Kind, and Read Between the Lines.

Rafflecopter giveaway link – go here to enter to win!

I’m giving away a $5 Amazon card to those who like my author page at Amazon.  Here’s the link:  

http://tinyurl.com/c4vmtwl  Go to Amazon and like, come back here and comment with the like #.  My count stands at 372 as of today. 

You’ll find a list of my books including COMANCHE HAVEN, THE LOFLIN LEGACY series # 1.  Here’s a steamy bathtub excerpt from the story of Seth and Celia.

Comanche Haven…

“Do you need help with your back?”  Celia rose.

The question came out of the blue.  To Seth surprise, she got up and walked toward the tub.  Leaning over the squat table to retrieve the soap, she began to lather his back.

What was she up to?  Seth stilled in the water.  His next thought had nothing to do with the cooling temperature of the water.  He realized the true reason he’d been driven to get back to the ranch so quickly, which had nothing to do with her safety and everything to do with her.

The stroke of her fingers along his back had him tensing and sent blood rushing to his shaft.  Seth closed his eyes and willed himself to focus on something else.  His back muscles twitched as her hands glided up and down in a slow, rhythmic dance along his backbone.

“Seth, I wanted you to know how much I appreciate all you’ve done for me.” Her voice sounded like distant music. “I don’t think I would have made it without you.”

Trying valiantly to regain his composure, Seth sat in the water in silence for a time.  Her words sounded sincere.  Then as if driven, he slowly leaned back in the tub.  He had to admit, if she was toying with him, she was damn good at deception.  “No need to thank me, Celia.  You’ll always be able to count on me.”  Seth took mental stock one more time and assured himself he was in control.  But the need churning inside him had other ideas.  One look into those emerald green orbs and his heart gave a little lurch.  His mind simply stopped working.

Celia’s fingers continued to glide over his soap-slicked skin.  With each stroke, her fingertips were sending molten heat straight to his loins.

They reminded him of satin.  He wanted more.

Before he realized what he was doing, he reached out and clasped the nape of her neck.  Feeling her start to pull back, Seth whispered, “Relax girl, I won’t hurt you.”  With his eyes on her lips, Seth hesitated briefly, searching for something – anything, which would let him know how she would react.  Then he reached up and took her mouth with his.  The hunger breaking free had nothing to do with sensibilities.  This time he coaxed her mouth to open and let him taste the sweetness of her tongue.  Seth’s pulse hummed as her lips gave warm and tender under his.  She opened for him like a flower and Seth tasted the warmth of her lips, which were pliant against his.  He groaned softly.  She tasted like honey and the line of her throat like cream heated by the sun.  He thoroughly explored the inside of her mouth and then the slender neckline she offered when her head lolled to the side on her own gentle moan.  Slowly he discovered every slick, wet curve of her mouth.  His teeth grazed her lips and tasted the salt of hunger in her response.  Did she want him as much as he wanted her right now?

Celia exhaled and her eyelids fluttered shut.

The hunger growing inside him knew only one end.  Long agile fingers sank deep into the silken strains of her hair as he levered himself up the side of the tub angling for a better hold on her warm skin.  Cupping her head in his big hand, he kissed her again.  This time it was with the fever of need.  A need he’d, long ago, locked away.  It surged up from the cold depths of his own desire and rocked Seth with its intensity.  Taking her mouth in an attack meant to capture and possess, Seth realized too late he was losing the battle with reason, but he’d lost the will to care.  She tasted so good.  Her head fell to the side on another soft sigh of pleasure.  Seth found himself trailing long wet, ardent kisses down her neck.  The soft dip of her collarbone was a perfect place for him to linger.  He could feel the blood pulsing there, just under her skin.  Her smell, the smell of roses was all around him.  Another soft moan escaped.  So full of life, a life he’d thought he’d never hold in his arms again.  The warning bells were going off in his head by then.  His blood was roaring in his ears.  He was in too deep to heed any of it.  He felt like a drowning man with no desire for rescue.

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I hoped you liked the story.  Here’s the direct link to COMANCHE HAVEN on Amazon.  Remember to like my author page while you’re there and come back here to comment with your like #.  A $5 Amazon card is up for grabs!!

Enjoy the hop and drop by anytime!

Comanche Have (The Loflin Legacy #1)
Click on the link to buy at Amazon. Available at all major outlets.

While the Turkey Cooks

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Start reading for FREE! Click on the picture for a free sample of the complete book – Comanche Haven. Also free at Barnes & Noble. Download your copy today!

Some of you in cyberspace may remember a television soap opera entitled, ‘As The World Turns’.  As with most daytime soap operas, the heros and heroines dealt in drama after drama, lover after lover and continuation after bla, bla, bla on a daily basis.  You get the point.  Yet, we became hooked on the story lines and found ourselves enthralled in the perils facing the actors.  I hope you’ll join me as I share my version of such a soap opera called ‘While the Turkey Cooks’.  The limited run of this enthralling drama will hopefully whet your appetite for the second book in my western romance drama, The Loflin Legacy.  In this limited soap opera setting, you’ll meet Seth, the rancher and Celia, the half-breed Comanche as they face each other after years apart.  The fire still burns between these two.  So, join me now as we embark on our soap opera journey with an excerpt from ‘Comanche Haven‘…

“Do you need help with your back?”  She rose.

The question came out of the blue.  To his surprise, Celia got up and walked toward the tub.  Leaning over the squat table to retrieve the soap, she began to lather his back.

What was she up to?  Seth stilled in the water.  His next thought had nothing to do with the cooling temperature of the water.  He realized the true reason he’d been driven to get back to the ranch so quickly, which had nothing to do with her safety and everything to do with her.

The stroke of her fingers along his back had him tensing and sent blood rushing to his shaft.  Seth closed his eyes and willed himself to focus on something else.  His back muscles twitched as her hands glided up and down in a slow, rhythmic dance along his backbone.

“Seth, I wanted you to know how much I appreciate all you’ve done for me.” Her voice sounded like distant music. “I don’t think I would have made it without you.”

Trying valiantly to regain his composure, Seth sat in the water in silence for a time.  Her words sounded sincere.  Then as if driven, he slowly leaned back in the tub.  He had to admit, if she was toying with him, she was damn good at deception.  “No need to thank me, Celia.  You’ll always be able to count on me.”  Seth took mental stock one more time and assured himself he was in control.  But the need churning inside him had other ideas.  One look into those emerald green orbs and his heart gave a little lurch.  His mind simply stopped working.

Celia’s fingers continued to glide over his soap-slicked skin.  With each stroke, her fingertips were sending molten heat straight to his loins.

They reminded him of satin.  He wanted more.

Before he realized what he was doing, he reached out and clasped the nape of her neck.  Feeling her start to pull back, Seth whispered, “Relax girl, I won’t hurt you.”  With his eyes on her lips, Seth hesitated briefly, searching for something – anything, which would let him know how she would react.  Then he reached up and took her mouth with his.  The hunger breaking free had nothing to do with sensibilities.  This time he coaxed her mouth to open and let him taste the sweetness of her tongue.  Seth’s pulse hummed as her lips gave warm and tender under his.  She opened for him like a flower and Seth tasted the warmth of her lips, which were pliant against his.  He groaned softly.  She tasted like honey and the line of her throat like cream heated by the sun.  He thoroughly explored the inside of her mouth and then the slender neckline she offered when her head lolled to the side on her own gentle moan.  Slowly he discovered every slick, wet curve of her mouth.  His teeth grazed her lips and tasted the salt of hunger in her response.  Did she want him as much as he wanted her right now?

Celia exhaled and her eyelids fluttered shut.

The hunger growing inside him knew only one end.  Long agile fingers sank deep into the silken strains of her hair as he levered himself up the side of the tub angling for a better hold on her warm skin.  Cupping her head in his big hand, he kissed her again.  This time it was with the fever of need.  A need he’d, long ago, locked away.  It surged up from the cold depths of his own desire and rocked Seth with its intensity.  Taking her mouth in an attack meant to capture and possess, Seth realized too late he was losing the battle with reason, but he’d lost the will to care.  She tasted so good.  Her head fell to the side on another soft sigh of pleasure.  Seth found himself trailing long wet, ardent kisses down her neck.  The soft dip of her collarbone was a perfect place for him to linger.  He could feel the blood pulsing there, just under her skin.  Her smell, the smell of roses was all around him.  Another soft moan escaped.  So full of life, a life he’d thought he’d never hold in his arms again.  The warning bells were going off in his head by then.  His blood was roaring in his ears.  He was in too deep to heed any of it.  He felt like a drowning man with no desire for rescue.

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Let me know what you thought of the excerpt and you’ll be added to the drawing for a signed copy of ‘Comanche Haven‘, which I’ll be giving away during the release of the second book in the series, ‘Casey’s Gunslinger’ , January, 2014.  Don’t forget to leave your email in the comment.  Thanks and drop by next week for another excerpt in ‘While the Turkey Cooks’.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Join Me for Home for the Holidays Hop with The Romance Troupe

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We’ll be dishing up our favorite recipes and sharing some great prizes along with tons of free stuff.  Don’t miss out!  Mark your calendar for the 13th of November for a rolicing good time hosted by the ladies who do romance right!  See you there!

Hot Halloween Heroes Blog Hop with Wolfen Secrets

Click the image to view all the authors in this blog hop.
Click the image to view all the authors in this blog hop.

What makes a hero lovable?  We’re asking that question in Felicity Heaton’s Hot Halloween Heroes Giveaway Blog Hop.  Does a hero have to be strong, blatantly male, no inhibitions, no apologies, or a diamond in the ruff to be sexy?  Describe your hot Halloween hero in a comment here and you’ll be eligible for the drawing of an ebook copy of Wolfen Secrets, the third book in the series, The Western Werewolf Legend.  Join us for the hop which includes over 120 blogs, all with something to share on the subject of hot Halloween heroes.  Click the Blog Hop pic above for a complete list of blog sites to visit. Also, click the cover of Wolfen Secrets, The Western Werewolf Legend series listed below for the Amazon link to  it and all my books.

Now check out the steamy excerpt from Wolfen Secrets:

Sonja Brooks’ body jerked, waking with a jolt.  She’d been dreaming again.  Running trembling fingers through her hair, she released an unsteady breath.  The darkness was always filled with hands clawing at her flesh, moans of anguish or sharp stabs of pain.  Being a werewolf had brought all kinds of changes to her life.  This latest plague was the worst.  Depending on an ordered, tidy existence was a thing of the past.  Would she ever be able to sleep without nightmares or rest peacefully again?

Her mentor, the witch, Hortence, had given her potion after potion to relieve the restless nights of dream after unsettling dream.  None had helped.  So, the night sweats and visions continued like premonitions from a horror play.

Her hands came down, punching the quilt on either side of her thighs in an act of frustration.

Immediately, Ty’s arm came around her.  Her lover, Tyler Loflin, wrapped her close.

“Easy, Sonja!  Baby, I’m right here.”

His strength – so solid and dependable along with his words – so warm and gentle enveloped her.  Nothing could penetrate his protection, nothing, she mused.  Sonja wrapped her arms around his solid strength, languishing in his hold.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes… the dream…I had it again.”  Seeking the crook of his neck as a haven, Sonja released a shaky breath.  Ty’s heart beat in solid, rhythmic cadence.  His long, dark hair skimmed her cheek in a soft caress.

“Here, now, let me hold you.  You can tell me what happened.”  With big, bronzed hands, he adjusted the covers, arranging a nest of sorts for her comfort.  “Shamans say it makes a bad dream better when you talk about the fool thing.”  Ty punched up the pillows.  Easing her back, he made sure she was comfortable before joining her against the cool cotton.  In a gesture as old as time, he reached out, brushing her curls back from her face.  “Now, that’s better?”

She let out a slow breath.  It was worth a try.  Nodding, she frowned, trying to recall the details.

“It’s the same one I keep having.  We are fighting the vampires.  There are so many!”  Her voice cracked with the last words.  She swallowed hard.  The tears couldn’t break free.

“I got you, Nymph.  You’re safe.  Nothing will hurt you, now.  Keep going.”

Sonja sniffed before sending him a trembling smile.  She loved it when he used the pet name he’d given her right after they’d met over three months before.  “All right.”  Shoving at her hair, she tried again.  “This time, the bloodsuckers are everywhere.  They’re coming out of the woodwork, Ty.”  She glanced at him, the fingers of unease showing again.  “There’s so many, I don’t think we will stop them.”

He patted her back gentle like, rocking her slightly in his hold.  “Just a dream, it’s okay, I got you.”

“We’re separated.”  She slid her hand between their bodies, wiping at the tears.  “I can’t see you, yet I hear you.  You’re swarmed by vampires.”

Panic clawed at her chest.  She clutched at her breast, the pressure there cutting off her air.  On a strangled cry, Sonja shoved away.  Suddenly, his comfort had turned into a vice-like sensation.  “I…I can’t breathe, Ty!”

He released her, rolling from the bed, before, reaching for her to follow.  Sonja went immediately into his hold.  “Watch me, Nymph – breathe,” he commanded.  “Breathe…that’s it.  Now again…deep.  Let it out slow.  That’s a girl.”  He raised her arms up over her head, standing with her until her chest eased its rapid constriction.  With his big hand, Ty gently rubbed between her breasts.  “Feel better?”

She nodded.  Soon, the feeling of security his hold invoked returned.  The anxiety attack eased.  Threading her arms around him, she smiled when his sturdy embrace encircled her once more.

“I’ll speak to Hortence again about the damn nightmares.  There has to be a better way to handle them.”

“Do you suppose they’re more than figments of my imagination?”  A frown crossed her brow.  Was it possible for someone or something else to hold control over her nightmares?  “Like a vampire spell or perhaps black magic?”  She leaned back in his hold, gazing steadily into his eyes.  “We may not be considering all the possibilities, Ty.”

“It’s not off to consider the vampires have powers too – maybe even access to magic.”  Ty shook his head before resting his brow against hers.  “We know so little about these damn creatures of the night.  It frustrates the hell out of me.  So, somehow they get inside your head, conjuring up a wicked dream.”  Gathering her close again, he tried to reassure.  “Tomorrow we’ll talk to Hortence.  She’s got to have something that will block the dreams.  I won’t give up until I find one.  I promise, Nymph.”

Resting against his chest, the vibration of his voice next to her ear as a welcome balm, Sonja closed her eyes.  Could the dreams be her anxiety manifested or the future about to play out in reality?  God, she hoped not!  Unable to stop her body’s cringe, the memory of the screams came back to her.  In the dream, Ty needed her help, yet she wasn’t able to reach him in time.

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Hot Halloween Heroes Blog Hop with Wolfen Secrets

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What makes a hero lovable?  We’re asking that question in Felicity Heaton’s Hot Halloween Heroes Giveaway Blog Hop.  Does a hero have to be strong, blatantly male, no inhibitions, no apologies, or a diamond in the ruff to be sexy?  Describe your hot Halloween hero in a comment here and you’ll be eligible for the drawing of an ebook copy of Wolfen Secrets, the third book in the series, The Western Werewolf Legend.  Join us for the hop which includes over 120 blogs, all with something to share on the subject of hot Halloween heroes.  Click the Blog Hop pic above for a complete list of blog sites to visit. Also, click the cover of Wolfen Secrets, The Western Werewolf Legend series listed below for the Amazon link to  it and all my books.

Now check out the steamy excerpt from Wolfen Secrets:

The fire sprang up unexpected.  A lone, extended note of pain erupted from somewhere in the haze of smoke and flames.  Ty’s anxious search of the smoldering blaze didn’t go unnoticed.

“She’ll be all right, Lieutenant.”

Ty whipped around to glare into the eyes of the Guardian.  “How in the bloody hell can you be sure?  You stand here in the safety of the cool glade, while Sonja is out there in the flames somewhere searching for a lost child.”  Unable to stand in the wolf god’s presence any longer, Ty huffed out a breath before wheeling away to stare at the flames once more.  “Your audacity astounds me.”  He whipped back around, punching out a finger in the direction of the flames.  “I want you to tell me she is here with me, you overgrown bag of bones, not “she is all right”.”  He wheeled from the Guardian toward the fire again.  Sparks burned his eyes.  The change to a werewolf came on him like a refuge for his anger.  He embraced the shift.  With the glow of a shifter’s essence still fresh on his wolf’s coat, Ty growled low, leaping into the firestorm, leaving the Guardian standing there.

He could hear the fire moan as another gust of wind fed the blaze.  Hortence’s voice came to him on the wind-swept smoke.  In his mind’s eye, she appeared next to the Guardian.  Now, she showed up.  Unbelievable!

“He seeks his mate.”  Hortence’s words rang flat.

“Yes, he is having a hard time with the responsibilities she faces.  His nature is to protect a woman.  This woman is different,” the Guardian added.

Hortence nodded absently at the flames.  A great ball of fire erupted, spewing sparks into the darkness.  “He will find his way.  Compromise is the great mediator.”

Guardian flicked a glance her way.  “Sonja was correct.  You are full of riddles and conundrums, Witch.”

The old woman glared in return at the great hulking beast.  “And you smell.  What’s your point, wolf god?”  Without waiting for an answer, she turned to go.  “Soon, you’ll have your hands full.”  She flung the jab over her shoulder as she walked away.  “I’ll be taking my leave of this place now, along with its company.”

How’d the two ever get anything done?  Arguing was their only means of communication.  Still Ty remembered the Guardian’s words.  Was it true?  Sonja would have to face the demons on her own.  Surely not – they were wolf mates.  If anything, he’d be the one to face the bastards, not her.

She was in the damn fire alone, right now.  Struggling with something akin to panic, Ty swore low, before scanning the flames again.  Where was she?  Suddenly, the ground trembled as a great fireball erupted into the sky.  Searing heat washed over him in waves.  The fire was getting worse.  He had to find her!  Noting the girth and depth of the inferno, Ty sprinted forward.  The fire breathed as a living thing.  The flames continued to consume everything in their path.  “Sonja!  Where are you?”  No reply!  A sensation of helplessness washed over him, promising to engulf him in its grip if he wasn’t careful.

Stumbling, he covered his muzzle with his paw.  The smoke choked the oxygen out of the air, making it hard to breathe, not to mention think.  Something akin to terror gripped his chest.  Recalling the night she’d been bitten by her undead husband, Robert, he had to fight the notion she may be lost.  “Sonja!”  Ty’s howl echoed in the thick smoke.  No answer!  His chest tightened again as his vision raced in every direction at once.  “Sonja!”

Suddenly up ahead came a whimper.  His keen ears went on alert.

The fire moaned and yawed with another gust of wind.  The flames shifted toward him.  The whimpering stopped.  Scanning a few feet ahead, Ty bent low on all fours, forcing his way through with the fire licking at his fur.  He kept going.  Scorched and singed, he paid no attention as he struggled to clear the downed timber and burning treetops.  There she was, a smoldering figure staggering toward him.  Her fur, matted and burned in places, resembled a half-charred piece of white paper someone had crumpled before throwing into the flames.  Yet she lived.  Blinking, Sonja’s werewolf stared blankly up at her mate.  Those golden eyes of hers bore misery mingled with defeat.  She belched a plume of smoke from her muzzle.

“She’s gone.”  With those two words, she slumped against him.  The retched ache of her mind’s words wrapped around his heart and squeezed.

Still his mind cried out with relief.  Ty’s one and only wolf had made it back to him.  She reeked of smoke, yet she lived.  Gone was the pristine white of her mane, in its place a molten gray and black body swayed precariously in front of him.  He noted the large raw patches of scorched flesh and oozing wounds scattered along her back.  Still, she lived.  He gathered her in his front paws, licking her muzzle.  “Don’t do this to yourself, Nymph.”  His wolf’s mind tried to comfort.  The nudge he gave her with his snout didn’t rouse her from her misery.  “Were it in my power, I’d take this from you.  I’d make everything right.  You should expect nothing more when dealing with the vampires.  For all we know, this was a vision, like another of your hellish dreams.  Take heart in the fact, you gave it your best shot.”  Ty’s limited connection to her grieved him almost as much as the sadness in her eyes.  “Come, let’s get you back.  You’re injured.”  He ran a paw over the gash in her hind leg.  “A major part of my loving you lies in your courage, Nymph.  I’d never question your attempt at saving a life.”

With that, Ty nudged her neck, licking at the wound in her leg.  The attention was enough to rouse Sonja.  It was time to leave.  The portal was in sight.  She stumbled toward the light

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