INTERNATIONAL LITERACY DAY

Okay, today is my day to blog over at Snarky Mom Reads for Snarktember and I am talking about International Literacy Day. Drop on by and learn why it is important for women–especially those in developing countries–to learn to read.

Here is the link: http://www.snarkymomreads.com/?p=7197 

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Thank you, Gia

30 Days of Snarktember!!!!!

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Change your calendar… it’s SNARKTEMBER !!
Celebrate the fun… the quirky… and sometimes even the smexy… days of SNARKTEMBER! Be sure to visit SNARKY MOM READS each day of Snarktember to learn about the daily celebration, featuring guest posts from awesome authors! Each author will offer a giveaway and there will also be a HUGE giveaway with the grand prize of a Kindle, sponsored by amazing authors, publishers and bloggers – so don’t forget to enter the SNARKTEMBER Giveaway!

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Today is National Happiness Happens Day!

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NATIONAL HAPPINESS HAPPENS DAY

Founded in 1999 by the Secret Society of Happy People as “Admit You’re Happy Day”, Happiness Happens Day is  celebrated each year on August 8.  This day was created to recognize and express happiness.  August 8 was chosen as it is the anniversary of the first membership in 1998.

The Secret Society of Happy People is an organization that was founded in August of 1998 and formed to celebrate the expression of happiness.  The society encourages members to recognize their happy moments and think about happiness in their daily life.   They have two motto’s which include; “Happiness Happens” and “Don’t Even Think of Raining on My Parade”.  Their main purpose is to stimulate people’s right to express their happiness.

For more information on National Happiness Happens Day, see: http://sohp.com/

Happiness depends upon ourselves.
Aristotle

nationaldaycalendar.com wishes you a HAPPY NATIONAL HAPPINESS HAPPENS DAY!

Genealogy

My mother is an avid genealogy expert. Several years ago she found out that a branch of our family was directly descended from the British Royal throne. 

So my husband said, “We’re descended from royalty?”

To which I answered, “I am descended from royalty, your children are descended from royalty. You, however, just married into the family!”

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Anybody else have royal blood?

THE FREEDOM HOP

WELCOME TO THE FREEDOM BLOG HOP WHERE WE CELEBRATE OUR FREEDOM TO LIVE, LOVE AND READ!

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IN HONOR OF THOSE MEN IN UNIFORM WHO KEEP US SAFE AND SECURE, HERE IS A BLURB AND EXCERPT FROM A FAIRY SPECIAL GIFT WHICH FEATURES A YUMMY COAST GUARD OFFICER!

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Fairies, fairies, everywhere…and not a flyswatter in sight.

Meara Magee sees fairies…and wishes she couldn’t. The unruly creatures are the bane of her existence. When these annoying creatures lead her to a handsome man washed up on shore, she can almost forgive them. Until she learns sexy Coast Guard officer Jamison Murphy can see them, too.

Jamison promises he can rid her of her fairy infestation—for the price of a kiss. He’s convinced his specially concocted magic dust will repel them. Despite her protests to the contrary, he’s also convinced Meara is meant for him.

But there’s more trouble afoot than a rowdy flock of pixies. The Celtic god Lugh wants Meara for his own, while the local Banshee pines for Lugh. Meara is certain that a Banshee makeover will solve all their problems, and get the pesky immortals out of her life for good.

When the otherworldly beings reveal their true natures, Meara must choose to accept her fairy special gift…

Or reject it, and lose Jamison forever.

 

(THE FOLLOWING EXCERPT CONTAINS SOME ADULT CONTENT.)

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Jamison led her to the bedroom and closed the door behind them. Meara trembled when he turned to her again and she saw the hunger simmering in his eyes. She took an involuntary step back and he smiled at her softly.

“Come here.” He held out his hand and leaned against the door, legs spread wide as he waited for her to obey. His gaze narrowed when she still hung back, but his hand didn’t drop an inch. “Do you want me to go home? Last chance to back out.”

Meara tried to return his smile. “I just don’t want you to think I’m too easy.”

His chuckle would have charmed a nun. “I know you’re not easy. How long has it been? Tell the truth. No smart-ass answer, not this time.”

Grinning despite her nervousness, Meara glanced at him through her lashes. “Figured me out already, huh?”

He shook his head. “Not at all. But I intend to spend the next several years making strides in that direction. Tell you what, forget the true confessions bit. How about I’ll take off my shirt and you take off yours.” He pulled his tee shirt over his head. “Your turn.”

Meara swallowed, the atmosphere suddenly grown dark and dangerous. He was more beautiful than she’d imagined and she wanted him with a fever. However it ended up in the morning, she needed to be with him now. Taking a deep and calming breath, she unbuttoned her blouse, wishing she had on some frilly bra and panties. Not that she thought he’d let her keep them on long.

She saw the appreciation on his face as she stepped closer, thinking he was every bit as glorious as any Celtic god or hero of old. Muscled and tanned from the hours he spent on the ocean, his body invited her to run her hands across it, feeling the heat of his skin, tasting his lips and whatever else she could manage to get her mouth on.

He hooked a finger down the front of her bra and pulled her against him, his sigh of triumph a magical sound. “Kiss me, lassie,” he commanded, his hands cupping her bottom to urge her hips against his. “Make the first move, and I’ll do the rest…this time.” He ran his tongue across his teeth, his smile growing by the minute.

Meara giggled, relaxing into his embrace. He really was wonderful. He knew all the right things to say—and she was absolutely certain he knew all the right things to do.

She traced her fingers across his mouth, watching in fascination as his eyes darkened and his breath sped up. His cock swelled in his jeans and he wiggled her harder against him, the thrill of the contact sending a blaze of desire racing from between her legs—a need so intense, Meara could not suppress a whimper.

“Now we’re making progress,” he said in satisfaction. His fingers traced up her back to undo the hook of her bra before sliding the straps off her shoulders. “I’m still waiting for that kiss,” he mouthed against her hair, one finger dipping beneath her bra to barely brush against her nipple. Meara felt it swell, begging for a harder touch.

He thunked his head back against the door, as if daring her to come and get him.

It was an unspoken offer Meara couldn’t resist. Leaning deeper into his embrace, she rose on her tiptoes and gently touched his lips with hers. He opened his mouth instantly, eagerly allowing her to delve deeper, and Meara let the kiss grow stronger, teasing him with her tongue…only to cry out in stunned desire when Jamison took over.

He wrapped one hand around her waist, holding her steady while he drove his tongue deep into her mouth. Meara shuddered and her knees grew weak as he plundered the heat of her. He took his time, easing the pressure, gentling the kiss, giving her a second to catch her breath before his tongue speared once more between her lips.

Without warning, he picked her up and carried her to bed, pulling away just long enough to peel off her bra and unzip her jeans. He tugged them down her legs and tossed them onto the floor before doing the same with his own.

“So much for ceremony,” Meara muttered, pleased when he smiled and jumped next to her on the bed.

“Do you need ceremony, sweet fairy princess?” He laid his hand on her stomach and she tried not to tremble. “You are as beautiful as I imagined.”

Meara felt herself blush. “I have too many freckles.”

“I happen to adore freckles.” His hand roamed lower. “I don’t need perfect…I just need you.” His fingers slipped into her curls before sliding down her thigh. They closed around one knee and pulled her legs apart.

Meara shook when those fingers trailed up to nudge into her slit.

“Um…shouldn’t we turn off the light or something?” Her voice sounded as breathless as she felt.

“I’d rather not,” he replied, his fingers beginning to circle her clit.

Meara whimpered and bit her lip. Jamison chuckled and captured her eyes with his as he snugged one finger high into her cunt. She was wet, ready, the scent of her desire strong and heady in the air. Jamison’s eyes burned as he pressed his finger deeper.

“Oh my G—” she started to cry, but Jamison stopped her with a shake of his head.

“Don’t you dare say god,” he warned, grinning wickedly. “Unless, of course, you are referring to me.”

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SUMMER LOVIN BLOG HOP ~ COVER REVEAL FOR BINDING CHERRY BLOSSOMS

COVER REVEAL

HERE IT IS, MY NEW COVER!!

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Sakura takes on more than she can handle when she asks Sensei Shoji to teach her the

Japanese Tea Ceremony.

What will she do when the master  demands her submission in return?

Coming soon to Ellora’s Cave.

In celebration I am giving away some pretty little Red Mask Bracelets.

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and I will get your bracelet in the mail!

In the meantime check out all the other authors participating in the:

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and sign up for some great door prizes HERE!

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2. Sue Lyndon 29. K C Maguire 56. Lynda Coker
3. Joanne C. Berroa 30. Denise Wyant 57. Lyndi Lamont
4. Denisea Kampe 31. Donna Cummings 58. Gia Dawn
5. Louisa Bacio 32. Janette Harjo 59. Jolie Pethtel
6. Cathy Brockman 33. Nancy Gideon 60. Tabitha Conall
7. Rosanna Leo 34. Serenity Sixx 61. KayAnna Kirby
8. Lori Gordon 35. Té Russ 62. Snarky Mom Reads…
9. Sahara Roberts 36. Iyana Jenna 63. Jean Joachim
10. Angela Christina Archer 37. Kimber Vale 64. Angelia Sparrow
11. V.L. Locey 38. Jackie Marilla 65. Kim McMahill
12. Erin McRae & Racheline Maltese 39. Zoe Forward 66. Ayla Ruse
13. Stacy Juba 40. Kimber Shook 67. Melissa Fox
14. Danita Minnis 41. Victoria Adams 68. Karen Mueller Bryson
15. Margo Bond Collins 42. Diane Rinella 69. Chelle Cordero
16. Angel Voisen 43. Natasha Blackthorne 70. Dany Rae Miller
17. Amanda Bretz 44. Reese Ryan 71. Rhonda Laurel
18. Kathleen Ann Gallagher 45. Kallysten 72. Cynthia Sax
19. Sharon Kleve 46. Naomi Bellina 73. J.A. Garland
20. Lena Hart 47. Terri Rochenski 74. ML Skye
21. Serena Zane 48. Diane Saxon 75. Skylin O’Thomas
22. Gemma Brocato 49. Loralie Hall 76. Draven St. James
23. Shauna Aura Knight 50. Allyson Lindt 77. Denysé Bridger
24. Alisa Anderson 51. Celia Breslin 78. M. S. Spencer
25. Casey Dawes 52. Ute Carbone 79. Clare Dargin
26. Danielle Lee Zwissler 53. Savings in Seconds
27. Amber Daulton 54. Anne Conley

My Sexy Saturday

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This is from the menage scene at the end of A Taste of Winter, Ryan and Alaina’s story.

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To Read Zayne’s story check out Master of Silk!

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Sometime later Zayne took her hand and brought it to his lips. “Thank you,” he said simply. “I have been alone for a very long time.” His voice held such sorrow Alaina longed to wrap her arms around him and tell him it would be all right, he was not alone, he had her and he had Ryan, both of them steady friends he could rely on.

And she wanted to tell him she knew what had caused him such pain, a pain he kept hidden so far beneath the surface it never appeared in the harsh light of day.

But she understood it was forbidden to ever speak to him of this moment—that tomorrow when they met at work they would go about their business as they had so many days before, both pretending this night had never happened.

He sat up quietly, gathering his clothes and slipping them on before he crossed the room, giving her a last look of longing before closing the door between them forever.

 

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