Facelift Made For Me

Well, as you can see, I got a facelift recently. Needed a change because I’m moody that way. What do you think? About the new look, not the moodiness. All the internals are pretty much the same, but feel free to look around anyway. I have put up the first three chapters of the current project I’m working on, Made For Me. It’s unedited, and may very well change, but you’ll get the gist of the story.

Anywho, I just wanted to make you all aware of the change in atmosphere in case you happened at my little spot of the world and thought you stumbled into the wrong house.

I’m off to get me a Dax fix… ;)

Catch ya later!

LJ

Manhunt Monday

Today is not just another Manhunt Monday, today is a special edition of Manhunt Monday because today I’m featuring my depiction of Max from my BFF, Loni Flowers‘ latest release, Witness To My Heart, which is set to hit the cyber waves tomorrow!

If you missed my post a few days ago about Loni’s new release, make sure you check it out! Here’s your ride: New Release Spotlight

And now, here’s my Max *sigh*

Matthew Jet Schaeffer A.K.A my Max

Matthew Jet Schaefer A.K.A my Max

What’s Manhunt Monday, you say? Well, let me tell you…

I declare every Monday “Manhunt Monday”. A day where we give a face to the men in our favorite novels. A day when we give our book boyfriends life! So, what say you, ladies (and gents, if you’re so inclined!)? Are you with me?

I want pics people. Show me who you imagine those characters to be. Any book, any character. Send them to my Facebook Fan Page, my Twitter Feed, my Pinterest Account, or just comment with them below. (Be sure to hashtag #ManhuntMonday)

Please, refrain from full nudity, however, as I don’t want to get kicked out of any of my social sites ;)

Enjoy!

LJ

New Release Spotlight & Giveaway: Witness To My Heart by Loni Flowers

You’ve all probably heard me on the blog here talking about my BFF, Loni Flowers. She’s an amazing writer and has been a huge part of me becoming who I am as an author. We’re the first ones to read each other’s books in the first and last stages of processing. So, it is my extreme pleasure to be spotlighting her new adult contemporary romance, Witness To My Heart, which releases on August 12th, 2014, today on the blog.

This book has everything you peeps could want in a book! Romance, suspense, hot alpha males, and steamy love scenes. You’ll be captivated by the characters and holding your breath as you turn the pages.

So, to spare you all from listening to me fangirling anymore, I give you special treats :) Below is a bit about Witness To My Heart and Loni Flowers. There’s also a sneaky peek from the book, and a GIVEAWAY!!! Make sure to stalk her out, friends. You will love the worlds she brings you into!

WitnessToMyHeart_Front_500x750Witness to my Heart
By Loni Flowers

Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance

Date of Publication: August 12, 2014

ISBN: 978-1500677626

ASIN: 1500677620 

Number of pages: 376

Word Count: 94,600

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Blurb/Book Description:

Keep a low profile. That’s what Abigale Peterson was supposed to do, especially when the person she was being protected from was one of the world’s worst crime lords. After seven years in the Witness Protection Program, she felt no safer now than she did when she was seventeen. Revenge was rarely forgotten when it came to a professional criminal like Zerilli.

Low profiles meant no social life and definitely no love life.

Paranoia and lies became daily habits, going against everything Abigale believed in, but they kept her safe. They kept everyone safe.

Until a house fire puts her out of that safety and into the arms of a stranger. Max Smith is sexy, smart, and has major attitude. He’s the only one who seems to get her. He calms her fears and comforts her from her nightmares. But he also sees right through her lies.

Before Abigale can stop, she’s in too deep; confiding too much and breaking the one rule she promised herself to uphold: Never fall in love.

 

LoniAuthor Bio:

Loni Flowers lives in Eastern North Carolina with her husband; two daughters, who never slow down for a second; and her couch-potato dogs, who only raise an eye when foods around. She spends her days working a full-time professional job and when Loni isn’t there, you can find her playing on the internet. Chatting on Twitter and Facebook are her weaknesses! She loves to read and loves most genres, but she’s a definite sucker for a good romance story!
Contemporary romance is her writing genre of choice, but she’s not opposed to writing something different should an excellent idea strike.

Some of Loni’s favorite authors include: Kristan Higgins, Darynda Jones, Jill Shalvis,  L.J. Kentowski, Stefne Miller, Cassandra Clare, J.K. Rowling, and Karen Marie Moning, Nicholas Sparks, and Mae Clair… just to name a few.

Blog:  http://www.loniflowers.com/?page_id=57

Web: http://www.loniflowers.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/LoniFlowers

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLoniFlowers

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5405526.Loni_Flowers

 Excerpt from Witness To My Heart

I tossed my phone in my bag and relayed the particulars to Max as I returned to the edge of the pond. Rain began to fall heavier, pelting the canopy above us, and creating large rings in the water. A few drops fell on me, but they felt cool on my overheated, sticky skin and I welcomed them.

“Well, we might as well pack it up,” Max said, sounding disappointed. “She’s getting in the car with him now. Plus, I don’t think the rain is going to let up. The clouds are getting darker.”

I turned toward him. “Not just yet. I love listening to it, especially now, when it hits the leaves. The steady rhythm is very peaceful.” Larger drops started to penetrate the branches, but I ignored it, as well as my dress, which was getting wetter by the minute. I leaned my head back, spread my arms out, and twirled in the rain like I always wanted to do. It felt wonderfully cool on my face. I giggled at my silly behavior, but didn’t care how childish I was acting. “I really am going to miss days like this… and places like this.”

“I know you’ve heard me say this before, but you do have a choice, Abi. No one can make you do anything you don’t want to do…. You know, like leave this place?”

I stopped and peered down at him. “I’m sure it seems like a reasonable choice when you’re not the one having to make it or knowing the reasons behind it.”

“Maybe I could understand better if you told me.”

“You probably would, but it’s still not going to happen.” My hair stuck to the sides of my face and my dress became heavier as the wet fabric clung to my skin. Max didn’t seem fazed by the rain anymore than I, and his eyes followed me as I continued to dance around.

He uncrossed his ankles and sat up straighter. “Can I be blunt with you right now?”

I stopped and stepped closer to hear what he was about to say. “When are you not blunt?”

“Would it change your mind if I said I didn’t want you to leave?”

Snatching a leaf from a branch, I pretended to find it more interesting than our conversation. We were heading down a path I didn’t want to travel.

“It would only change how I feel, and make it that much harder to leave, but I’d still have to go.” It was about as close to the truth as I could get. I smirked, peering back at him. “You’re not doing a very good job at being blunt,” I added, stepping closer and wondering where he was going to take this.

“I don’t want to go back to St. Louis. There’s nothing for me there. I’d be more than happy to stay around here and see how things pan out.”

“Bluntness, Max. I thought you wanted to be direct here? I’m still not feeling it. What do you want to say?”

I knelt down on my knees in front of his feet on the edge of the blanket, dangerously closer, and intended to press a few more of those buttons he had under his skin. But I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him when the rainwater dripped off the strands of his hair, rolling down his cheeks and neck. Max’s white shirt stuck to his skin like tape, revealing the black ink of his tattoos as it became transparent. My hair was soaked, and rain droplets fell over my shoulders and down my back as well as from the tips of my hair. The rain increased, pelting the canopy above, and soaking us both to the bone.

“How about if I tell you not to leave. And you tell me exactly what’s going on; and no matter what it is, or how bad it was, I promise to protect you. Is that the kind of bluntness you want to hear?” He licked the rain off his lips.

“You’re not being blunt now; you’re giving orders.”

His sultry grin made his dimple pop and I watched his eyes lazily sweep the length of me. “We’re both drenched and you look incredibly sexy right now. So we better go.”

Yes, I was definitely pushing his buttons. “I’m waiting, Max. Come out with it. Say what you really want to say. Why hold back now?” He stared at me a moment, and his caramel eyes contemplated my words.

“I want you, Abi. Every part of you. The good parts, the ugly parts. All the parts that you’re too scared to share with me. I want it all. From the first moment I laid eyes on you, I’ve wanted you. I may be the craziest person on this planet, but I’d move clear across the country if it meant I could spend some more days with you.” His fingertip traced my jaw. “Is that blunt enough for you?”

~~~

Hot, hot, hot!!!! Know what else is hot? The awesome GIVEAWAY Loni’s having! You can enter for your chance to win a heart/charm necklace (replica from the book), a signed paperback of Witness To My Heart, ebook copies of each of the three books she has out, including Witness To My Heart, swag packs, Amazon Gift Cards, and more!! Ooo la la! So, what are you doing here??? Get over there! ;) Here’s your ride: GIVEAWAY

Good luck and don’t forget to get your copy of Witness To My Heart on August 12th! Tell your friends, tell your family, tell your neighbors, hell, tell people you don’t even know! And don’t forget to write a review after you’ve finished the book. I heard authors love that kind of shit ;)

LJ

Manhunt Monday

Wow! I just realized I actually looked forward to Monday! Why? Because it’s MANHUNT MONDAY!!!

What’s Manhunt Monday, you say? Well, let me tell you…

I declare every Monday “Manhunt Monday”. A day where we give a face to the men in our favorite novels. A day when we give our book boyfriends life! So, what say you, ladies (and gents, if you’re so inclined!)? Are you with me?

I want pics people. Show me who you imagine those characters to be. Any book, any character. Send them to my Facebook Fan Page, my Twitter Feed, my Pinterest Account, or just comment with them below. (Be sure to hashtag #ManhuntMonday)

Please, refrain from full nudity, however, as I don’t want to get kicked out of any of my social sites ;)

Now, last week, I didn’t get many pics from all of you, so quit being selfish and give those bad boys up! I’ll wait…

Are you there?

Okay good, because I’ve got a hot one for you this week. How many of you have read Sylvia Day’s, Crossfire Series? If you haven’t, shame on you! Go now! Seriously, if you like rich, powerful, sexy men, and hot romances, this series is a MUST READ!!! Not enough to lure you in? How about this:

Nameless Hot Guy A.K.A. my Gideon Cross

Nameless Hot Guy A.K.A. my Gideon Cross

I had a tough time choosing between this guy (whose name I wish I knew! If you’re there, Nameless Guy, call me!) and David Gandy for my image of Gideon Cross, but Mr. Gandy has always held a special place in my heart as a character from another series, which you’ll see soon on Manhunt Monday. Ha! I just left you on a cliffhanger! Now you’ll have to come back!

Okay, peeps… show me what ya got! Break out your Gideon Cross representatives if you want! Or any other characters you want to share! I may even call you out on a Manhunt Monday post someday, so get em in!

LJ

Manhunt Monday

I declare every Monday “Manhunt Monday”. A day where we give a face to the men in our favorite novels. A day when we give our book boyfriends life! So, what say you ladies (and gents, if you’re so inclined!)? Are you with me?

I want pics people. Show me who you imagine those characters to be. Any book, any character. Send them to my Facebook Fan Page, my Twitter Feed, my Pinterest Account, or just comment with them below.

Please, refrain from full nudity, however, as I don’t want to get kicked out of any of my social sites ;)

I will start off with my new Dax from the latest novel I’m writing, Made For Me. Eric Winter is exactly how I picture him.

 

Eric Winter A.K.A. Dax

Eric Winter A.K.A. Dax

LJ

Ice Cream Savior A.K.A Appliance Dominator

It was Friday night, Little Man was in bed, hubby was working his 1st round of a 48hr shift, and the laptop was out and ready for a writing marathon of epic proportions. I went to get a little motivation heaven (Cookies ‘n Cream ice cream) to get the juices flowing, grabbed the bucket and… it squeezed inward from my hold.

Now, if you’re an ice cream expert, such as I, you know ice cream buckets should never, EVER, squeeze in your hands. It could only mean two things: It was almost empty, or it was melted.

I knew hubby had just gone grocery shopping and this was a new bucket. I thought hard. Did I eat a whole bucket of ice cream in the last day without knowing it? Could I have split personality disorder and my alternate identity is a ice cream eating hoarder? Could I be sleep-ice-creaming?

Being the ultra smart detective I am, I felt other items in the freezer for similar mush factors. Sure enough, they also felt as if they were thawing. What the hell?

So, I did what any other alone, clueless-to-mechanical-phenomena woman would do — I called my husband. After a lengthy, but weighty pause, he told me the freezer coils must have iced up again. Again?! What?! I felt the little bubbles of panic within me start to rumble around.

“What the hell do I do?” I asked.

After going through a list of friends around us who could NOT come over to help at 10:30 at night, we were left with one option: it had to be me.

Hubby rattled off a to-do list of how to tackle this menace in my kitchen, and I half-listened. I heard the words unscrew, panel, blow dryer, towels, coils, but none of it made sense to me when I eyed up the beast after I was off the phone. I must have opened and closed the freezer door six or seven times, thinking maybe, just maybe, I’d knock some sense into it and it would do its job, but it was steadfast in its stubborn resolve.

I was out of options (Maggie, Superdog of the Sofa, was snoring in her domain, so she couldn’t help), so I geared up and prepared to conquer the enemy on my own. I had to save the ice cream!!!

I dug deep and got to the guts of the beast. Here’s what I faced:

Frozen Beast From Hell

Frozen Beast From Hell

I learned more than I wanted to about a freezer that night. It took me about an hour and a half, but I was a freezer-kicking badass! The blow dryer became my lazer gun as I tackled the persistent frozen tundra of coils, never letting up… well, except when I was afraid the dryer would blow up in my hands, or when I thought my arm would fall off. But I prevailed dammit! And after I put it everything back together, I plugged that bad boy back in, felt the cold on my face, and smiled.

Sweet Sight Of Defeat

Sweet Sight Of Defeat

 

I was, and will remain, the Appliance Dominator!

There were a few casualties in the war, unfortunately. The ice cream didn’t make it, I’m sad to say. It is gone, but not forgotten. I know I will find it in my heart to love another bucket of Cookie ‘n Cream, but not today. Hubby doesn’t get to the grocery store until tomorrow.

So, how was your weekend? Learn anything new? Fight any monsters?

LJ