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Saturday, October 31, 2009

Saturday Spotlight - Sapphire Phelan

What better way to start Halloween than with a paranormal romance?

Please welcome back author Sapphire Phelan with her book Unwitting Sacrifice.

**Author Note: This is an erotic paranormal romance**

Sapphire Phelan is an author of erotic and sweet paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction romance, along with a couple of erotic horror stories. She also writes as Pamela K. Kinney, for horror, fantasy, science fiction, and a nonfiction ghost book, Haunted Richmond, Virginia and the upcoming Haunted Virginia: Legends, Myths and True Tales. She lives in Virginia with her husband and two cats, Ripley and Bast. You can find out more about her and what she has or will be coming out at her website: http://fantasticdreams.50megs.com/ Check out her MySpace at http://www.myspace.com/SapphirePhelan , her blog at http://sapphirephelanspassioncorner.blogspot.com/, and subscribe to her newsletter at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SapphirePhelansParanormalNewsletter .

Sapphire admits she can always be found at her desk and on her computer, writing. And yes, the house and husband sometimes suffers for it!

What do you get when you blend H. P. Lovecraft's Old Ones with an erotic, but scary story? The erotic Lovecraftian horror novella, UNWITTING SACRIFICE.

Lisa Selvey moved to Necro Bay, just on the outskirts of Chesapeake, Virginia. She moved there because of its reputation for peace and quiet. To free herself of her nightmares. But her nightmares were just beginning. . .Necro Bay was just your average American seaside town. The house she bought a normal home. The handsome man, Jacob Lindan that she met, nothing more than a sexually attractive man that whose touch made her mad with desire. Things nightmarishly changed and made her wonder if she wasn't going mad. Even worse, it made her wonder if something lurked in the shadows.

EXCERPT--must be 18 and older to read the excerpt and the novella:

When she glanced up at the policeman again she caught what she thought was some kind of fear in his eyes, then a shuttered look filtered over his face and his eyes revealed nothing. It had been so fleeting that she thought that maybe she imagined it.

"Yes, it will. Just keep following to the next street over that goes the same way this one does, then make a turn on Cobblestone Court after ten blocks. Follow that street until you leave the outskirts of Chesapeake. You'll find yourself in Necro Bay, if that's what you really want."

"Yes, I want-"Lisa watched as he turned about face and left her. With a sigh, she rolled the window back up and did as he had instructed.

She had decided to move to this part of Virginia because of its reputation for peace and quiet. To free herself of her nightmares. Least that's what her psychiatrist, Dr. Tomson, told her back in L.A. So far, things weren't. A movie being filmed here just like back home, then its director found dead, possibly murdered. She admitted it was the next town over from her final destination, but still closed enough. She had quit her job back home in California and had moved across country to Virginia, spending all her money on a house by the ocean. A house with its own private beach, in fact. This move was for her health and even more important, her sanity. Unlike Virginia Beach and even Chesapeake, Necro Bay was supposed to be a small town, maybe more like a village. Unlike bigger Chesapeake, it was supposed to be idyllic.

She saw that the road had left Chesapeake and entered Necro Bay by the signs. Not completely countrified, she noticed that the place's main street held a tiny drugstore, a small grocery market, a real estate business and a few other stores there. Not a name brand company anywhere. Sidewalks marched along in front of the stores, showing how nice it would be to go for a stroll on them. She caught sight of two different doctors' offices. One was her future psychiatrist, Dr. Emeritus's. The other a G.P. She passed a nice-looking park. It had a playground for kids, and she saw quite a few benches scattered around, along with a basketball court. No children playing there now, though. But she remembered it was a school day and a good reason for no kids. The houses all looked uniform in style, white clapboard with colonial-blue shutters and slate-grey roofs.

Just your average American seaside town. Charming.

Well folks, hope you enjoyed this week's spotlight - stay tuned for more in the coming weeks!

Until later - may angels surround and God protect you from the ghosts and gobblins tonight.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Last Week to Win!

This is the LAST week to participate in White Roses in Bloom Authors’ “Our Cup Runneth Over” Contest!

You must visit the website or blog of each participating author and find the White Rose Publishing mug – notate the color and where the mug is located for each author and email your answers to: mailto:hcarolann.erhardt@gmail.com with WRIB Contest in the subject line.

There are still prizes to be had and a Grand Prize winner will receive: Seven e-books, A box of White Rose Organic tea, Your very own beautiful White Rose mug, and A little basket of Arbonne skin care products.

Here are a list of participating authors and their site:
Pamela Thibodeaux http://pamswildroseblog.blogspot.com/
E.A. West http://thewestcorner.blogspot.com/
Karen Cogan http://www.karencogan.com/Cami Checketts http://camicheckettsbooks.blogspot.com/
Janelle Ashley http://www.janelleashley.com/Wendy Davy http://www.wendydavy.com/
Diane Miley http://www.diannemiley.com/
Sandy Wickersham-McWhorter http://www.sandywick.com/Teri Wilson http://www.teriwilson.net/
JoAnn Carter http://home.comcast.net/~jo.glenncarter/site/
Nicola Beaumont http://inicola.net/Carla Rossi http://authorcarlarossi.blogspot.com/
Carol Ann Erhardt http://www.carolannerhardt.com/
Sharon Donovan http://sharondonovan.blogspot.com/
Cindy Green http://cindykgreen.blogspot.com/e-mail
Vicki Caine http://victoriapitts-caine.blogspot.com/

I'll give you a couple of hints - to find the location of my mug scroll down and watch the sidebar.......for Nicola Beaumont's mug....think books, reviews & lighthouse. ;-)

Have fun and GOOD LUCK!

Until later take care & be BLESSED!
Pamela S Thibodeaux
"Inspirational with an Edge!" (tm)

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Saturday Spotlight - KM Daughters!

Please welcome back writing team, KM Daughters with their book Beyond the Code of Conduct.

K.M. Daughters is the award winning writing team of sisters, Pat Casiello and Kathie Clare. Their penname is dedicated to the memory of their parents: Kay and Mickey Lynch. Pat is married to Nick Casiello and has three children, Jen, Emilie and Brian. Kathie is married to Tom Clare and has two sons, Tom and Michael. She has two grandchildren, Natalie and Michael and a new grandbaby is expected in September. K.M. Daughters’ career began with two book contracts from The Wild Rose Press and White Rose Publishing on the same day – January 26, 2008. Three more book contracts followed in 2008 in three romance genres: Inspirational, Romantic Suspense and Contemporary Romance. The Visions of Love inspirational series features Jewel of the Adriatic and Rose of the Adriatic. The author’s romantic suspense Sullivan Boys series includes: Against Doctors Orders, Beyond The Code of Conduct, Capturing Karma and working titles: All’s Fair In Love and Law and In The St. Nick of Time. Find out more at their website.

The Sullivan Boys series, Book 2FBI Agency brass and Sullivan family connections force Special Agent Bobbie Leighton into an undercover operation with inactive Homicide Detective Joe Sullivan. Posing as a cattleman and his arm-candy wife the couple is assigned to infiltrate Bradley Sterling’s illegal operation. Suspected of baby trafficking, Sterling may be connected with Jimmy Sullivan’s murder. How do Bobbie and Joe adhere to their professional code of conduct living under the same roof? Can they forget their personal history, ignore their volatile feelings for each other and ensnare their target when they might be next on Sterling’s victims list?

Excerpt: “You want hot? I’ll give you hot.” In one swift motion she picked up a mug off the table and whipped it towards him, a perfect strike.

Lucky for him he still held his jacket in his hand. He swept it up like a toreador in front of his face. The coat took the brunt of the hit, but hot liquid splattered on his hands.

“Ouch. Damn. Stop it.” He dropped the wet coat on the floor. His hands burned and he wiped them on his thighs to stop the heat. It had the opposite effect on his arousal. She batted her eyes around, apparently for something else to throw at him and tugged at the pillow on the back of the sofa. When it didn’t give, she hopped up on the seat cushion and tugged at it harder. If she realized how seductive she looked, she’d stop doing that. A glimpse of lace panties made him groan.

“Honey, add a sorority sister and a little water on the front of your T-shirt and you have everyman’s wet dream. You’re killing me here.”

The fury mounted on her face and he laughed.

She stepped down from the couch and stormed off to the kitchen.

“I’m sorry. I’m not laughing at you.” No response from the kitchen.

Gathering together the launched items, he stacked the books and magazines on the coffee table and tucked her shoes beneath. He kicked off his shoes and placed them in a neat pair next to hers before settling on the couch.

It’s fun to goad her. “While you’re in there could you grab me a beer?”

Realizing a little too late why she had marched to the kitchen, a plate swished past inches from his ear and crashed against the bookcase.

“Damn.” The next plate hit him in the shoulder. “What is wrong with you? Stop it.”

“What is wrong with me? With me? You take off. Leave me here alone to face the home inspection. And you are stupid enough to ask me what is wrong with me?”

Each sentence was punctuated with the crash of a dish around him. Hands empty, she disappeared again, surely on her way to stock up on ammo.

Beyond The Code of Conduct, Book 2 in The Sullivan Boys Series Released on May 20, 2009 in digital and print from The Wild Rose Press!

Oh Boy, sounds like another great book by this prolific team! Hope you enjoyed the spotlight...check back often for more great authors and their books and to find out what's happening in my life.

Until later....be blessed!
Pamela S Thibodeaux
"Inspirational with an Edge!" TM

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

VBT - Overcomers, Inc!

Hello Friends,
This book seems appropriate for many right now - myself included. Hope you enjoy the spotlight and find encouragement in the book should you purchase it.....
About the book Overcomers, Inc: True stories of hope, courage, and inspiration is the perfect book to read when you need a lift. Filled with gripping stories by 36 people from all walks of life, Overcomers, Inc will make you smile, move you to tears, and fill you with the strength you need to face life’s challenges.

Mission Statement Overcomers, Inc: True stories of hope, courage, and inspiration will give readers the knowledge and emotional resilience to face the most difficult times of life by sharing inspiring stories of triumph and fortitude.

Book Summary:
Overcomers, Inc: True stories of hope, courage, and inspiration will give readers the knowledge and emotional resilience to face the most difficult times of life by sharing inspiring stories of triumph.

You will find this a book of diversity. There are many authors, from many walks of life. However, they all share a common bond. They triumphed over tragedy and gleaned wisdom in this process. While this is not a religious book, there are stories full of faith, of many kinds and flavors. It is funny how in your darkest times, faith often becomes your brightest light.

All of the contributors to this book want to encourage you to hold tight to your belief that a better day will come. It is their sincere desire to pass along what they’ve learned through their own trials, to make your journey easier.

Purchase Overcomers, Inc., True Stories of Hope, Courage and Inspiration (from Amazon) and to claim nearly 100 free gifts from noted transformational leaders such as Wayne Dyer, Christine Kloser, Chris and Janet Atwood and more.

Please visit: http://www.overcomersbook.com/booklaunch for more information.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Saturday Spotlight - Jennifer Childers

Today's spotlight is author Jennifer Childers aka: Candace Black (or maybe that's Candace aka Jennifer) LOL!

Either way, let's welcome her to Saturday Spotlight!

Author Bio:

I'm the girl next door. 25 years as a CNA has given me exposure to a variety of people.
I've worked as a volunteer guardian ad litem, appearing in court to speak out for the best interests of abused and neglected children. The nurturing program was a child abuse prevention class teaching children and parents how to interract with one another in a more loving way. President Bush SR. wrote me a letter thanking me for service. I wish I could have done more. My stories will have a happy ending because life throws enough hard punches to warrant escape. I love history. I believe if we learn enough from the past we can write our own happy ending to our own piece of the story. A better history.

I filled the syringe with morphine. My hands shook. Could innocent blood ever be washed away? Would my hands ever be clean again if I continued on this course? The gas would make them choke, gasping for breath as their life was strangled to nothingness. Morphine would make them euphoric, and an overdose would put them to sleep, peacefully, with no pain. I filled the second syringe, I thought of each child as I punctured the rubber stopper, the needle sucking up the lethal fluid filling the tube. Little Wilhelm. My treasured leader of the pack. The braces on his legs never stopped his imagination from soaring. Lara. An artists soul expressed with the one good arm she had. Art was reflective of the beauty living in her heart. The twins. Isnt intelligence measured with creativitiy? I would sorely miss their energy. My hand slipped, the needle grazed the knuckle of my thumb. I swore and bit my lip. Perfect. I'll kill myself before I get the chance to euthanize my children. Then after I enter Heaven's gate, if He lets me through them, I can tell God I'm and idiot and a murderer. I rubbed my shoulders they hunched with an invisible wieght making my back ache.

Kindertransport is available now in ebook and print from The Wild Rose Press!

Hope you enjoyed today's spotlight - check back for another edition next week!

Until later....Be Blessed!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Special Guest - Beth Caudill

Hello Friends,

Fellow author Beth Caudill has a new release!

Beth Caudill resides in North Carolina with her husband and two children. Her home is lined with bookcases and filled with books. Although she does not claim the computer manuals, those belong to her husband. In her life prior to becoming a stay-at-home-mom, she worked as a technical support analyst and quality assurance software tester. Now she plays chauffeur and cook for her family and fits in writing when she can.

She is a member of Romance Writers of America, her local chapter Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, and the online chapter Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal. You can find out more about Beth and her stories at http://www.bethcaudill.net/.

Corliss Rumdone hides behind her status as Healer to avoid the normal wolf pack hierarchal challenges. A forced mating changes the course of her life. Instead of Raymond, the beta wolf selected for her, she mates with Liam—her best friend and heir to the Alpha pair.Liam whisks them away to a shifter retreat so they can allow the mating bond to settle in private. But interference from those seeking power and two terminal children arouse past hurts and challenge their new relationship. Even their home is not the haven it should be as Liam must watch Corliss fight for the right to stay his mate. For one healer, death becomes a weapon to balance life.

Excerpt: Liam couldn’t watch the ceremony that would mate Corliss to someone else. He could’ve challenged for her, but that meant fighting his father—the ruling wolf, who was neither a tyrant nor senile. Both of them in their prime, a fight would have ended in one of their deaths, and he couldn’t justify the loss of life.

Not even for her. Unable to keep control of his wolf, Liam let the animal free to seek solace in the forest. Except every tree, every scent roused memories of her, and the wolf circled back towards the clearing, towards the woman who should be his.

Stark quiet alerted him to trouble as the wolf crept along the edge of the grass. People were missing and those who remained stood as if waitingfor the ceremony to start. He circled around to the front to get a better view, hiding in the shadows so as not to alert anyone. Raymond was unaccounted for. Corliss stood stiff-backed, facing away from the audience.

Her caramel-colored hair was piled atop her head, darkened to walnut in the moonlight. Shadows hid her sea-green eyes and emphasizedher high cheekbones. She appeared cold, harsh, and removed from events going on around her. Yet he knew her to be warm and caring, often too caring.

Giving to others more of her personal energy through her healing powers than she should. As her friend, he could offer support, but he couldn’t push too hard for her to rest, or she’d rip out his throat.

He chuffed. The dark blue specks in her eyes glowed when she was angry. That spark had been missing from her eyes for days. He repressed agrowl as Corliss bit the inside of her cheek. Before the wind shifted, he backed away. She wouldn’t appreciate someone seeing her close to tears.

The wolf wanted to rip a hole in Raymond’s belly, but even the animals had rules for a challenge. He trotted to a cache of clothes. Only the man could help her now.

Healer's Fate is available NOW! and can be purchased from Whispers Publishing, All Romance Ebooks and Amazon Kindle!

Well Friends, hope you've enjoyed this special guest. Join me Saturday for a spotlight with Candace Black!

Until then, be blessed!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Saturday Spotlight - Sapphire Phelan

Please welcome Ms. Sapphire Phelan with her book Being Familiar with a Witch (ISBN: 978-1-60659-118-5) to our Saturday Spotlight.

Sapphire Phelan is an author of erotic and sweet paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction romance, along with a couple of erotic horror stories. She also writes as Pamela K. Kinney, for horror, fantasy, science fiction, and a nonfiction ghost book, Haunted Richmond, Virginia and the upcoming Haunted Virginia: Legends, Myths and True Tales. She lives in Virginia with her husband and two cats, Ripley and Bast. You can find out more about her and what she has or will be coming out at her website. Check out her MySpace , her blog and subscribe to her newsletter. Sapphire admits she can always be found at her desk and on her computer, writing. And yes, the house and husband sometimes suffers for it!

Tina doesn't know she's a witch. It will take Charun, her demon Familiar, to convince her to make love with him and let loose her witch powers. For if she doesn't, then with the demon army about to bring Armageddon to the Mortal Realm on Halloween, she won't stand a chance in Hell.

Excerpt: A year later, Charun stood in front of the mirror on the wall and whispered a few words. The glass warped in and out, becoming something not unlike a television monitor. In it, he saw his witch working in the Cup of Tea and a Book bookstore, handing a bag of books over to a customer.

"She's gorgeous," he whispered.

He ached to reach his hand through the glass and finger the long, blonde strands of her hair. He itched to stroke the skin of her face and see if it felt as soft as it looked. He took a few steps back, for if he didn't he would jam his head through the glass and kiss her on the lips. Lust tore through him like a ravenous animal ready to devour its prey.

The time had come.

About time, too.

Taking spirit form and not looking back, Charun rose from the bowels of Hell to the mortal realm. He touched ground just down the street from Cup of Tea and a Book bookstore and became a handsome, naked man. He shook his head. No, it was too soon for him to assume the man form. He frowned, thinking.

A cat! He would become a cat. That would do—for now. A strange feeling slammed into him and he cried out as he dropped to his knees on the pavement. Thrusting out a hand against the ground so he wouldn't topple over, he began to metamorphose, growing smaller and smaller as he did. Black fur sprouted all over his body and head. His ears sharpened into points and shot up over his head, while his hands and feet became paws edged with sharp claws. Whiskers pinged out of his cheeks, and from his buttocks snaked a long tail. He hunched over and then fell over onto his ass. Within seconds, his metamorphose completed, he was a black cat. Resisting the peculiar urge to wash his face, Charun stretched and rose onto all four paws. He padded over to a puddle of rainwater to inspect the change.

He sat down and viewed his reflection. Not bad looking as far as cats went. Lifting a paw, he splashed his image. Then he trotted to the street and paused to sniff the air. He sneezed as the full force of odors hit him. A multitude of different things, from the smell of blasted sunshine to the grime of city life. The lack of moisture in the air revealed that it would not rain for days. The last time it had stormed was last week. He had arrived a day too late.

He needed heavy rain to make his first appearance to his witch, as a reason for her to feel sorry for him and take him in. From what he remembered, she would not leave any animal drowning in a torrential downpour. But, from all the viewing he did of her growing up he knew she wasn't an impulsive person, either. She loved animals, but felt that she couldn't afford one right now in her life. He might end up in an animal shelter. This kind of operation needed the right things in place.

Timing was important, too, even now. His witch's survival was the true equation here. If she died before he made her a witch, he knew the fate for Earth if the demons took over.

Well if this doesn't sound interesting.....The author warns that this IS an erotic paranormal romance!

Well Friends, hope you enjoyed this week's spotlight. Stay tuned every Saturday for another great author/book.

Until later.....Be Blessed.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The Numbness Has Lifted.....

For the first few weeks after my huband's death I lived in a world of disbelief - I can't belive this is real...I can't believe this has happened....I can't believe I'll never see/hear/touch him again....

I had bad moments in othewise good days and bad days in otherwise OK weeks.

Well Friends, the numbness has lifted and in it's place is agony ~ such agony. I've cried more in the last 2 weeks that I did in the 5 before - Yes, it's been SEVEN weeks!

There is still a sense of disbelief, but more and more the fact is becoming real....I will NEVER see/hear/touch him again. He's gone. Life as I knew it is over.

I wonder what's next....acceptance, peace, wholeness, a new sense of purpose? One can hope.

They say it'll get easier....time heals all wounds....life will go on....faith will pull me through...I'll be ok.

I wonder who they are, I'd like to sit and have a talk with them!

Seven is God's perfect number so maybe, just maybe my life -at some point - will make perfect sense...I'd be happy for this situation to make even a tiny bit of sense!

Alas, life does go on and I KNOW I must continue to go on - to walk through the maze and work through the haze of pain and confusion and despair ~ to battle the darness trying to eat away at my soul and surrender to the light of love and healing only God can bring.

Once again I'd like to THANK each and EVERY ONE of you, my friends and family, near and far for your continued prayers and positive thoughts - I truly feel your love and support.

May God BLESS you All!

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Saturday Spotlight - Margaret Tanner

It's that time again....time for me to introduce you to another prolific author! Today's guest is Margaret Tanner and her book, Stolen Birthright.

Margaret Tanner is an award winning multi-published Australian author. She loves delving into the pages of history as she carries out research for her historical romance novels, and prides herself on being historically correct. Many of her novels have been inspired by true events, with one being written around the hardships and triumphs of her pioneering ancestors in frontier Australia. She is a member of the Romance Writers of Australia, the Melbourne Romance Writers Group (MRWG) and EPIC. Her fellow writers from the MRWG have been an inspiration and a tower of strength, so generous with their help and support that she will always feel indebted to them. In 2008 she won Author of the Year at AussieAuthors.com. Her contemporary novel Holly and the Millionaire went to No 12 on the Fictionwise Romance Best Sellers list. Her favorite historical period is the 1st World War, and she has visited the battlefields of France and Belgium, a truly poignant experience.

Margaret is married to Laurie and they have three grown up sons. Outside of her family and friends, writing is her passion. Find out more about Margaret at her Website!
Sequel to Savage Utopia
Can an English aristocrat ever hope to marry the daughter of convicts?
Georgina, a wild colonial girl, is brought up by O’Rourke, a rough and ready Irishman who she believes is her uncle. While helping the bushranger Johnny Dawson escape from prison she meets and falls in love with a dashing young English aristocrat, the Honourable Marcus Lindquist.

When Johnny Dawson is ambushed and killed, Marcus finally learns the secret of what has bound the young outlaw to Georgina. Johnny is her brother, not her lover as he had jealously supposed, but even darker secrets from the past overshadow their love.

Meanwhile, twelve thousand miles across the sea, Marcus’ Godfather, is plotting Georgina’s death to keep his dark secrets from ever seeing the light of day.

Excerpt: The Honourable Marcus Lindquist cursed inwardly as another bump almost unseated him. What did this idiot of a driver think he was doing? Bloody half-witted colonial. He had been forced to leave England to save the Lindquist name from being dragged further into disrepute, now he was exiled in this Godforsaken penal colony. Australia was only fit for convicts and destitute immigrants.

Sylvia had ruined his life. She had betrayed him. Cast him aside to marry the heir to a Dukedom. He was just starting to think about marriage and settling down to produce heirs, when he had met and become infatuated with Lady Sylvia Hayworth. Just the thought of her full lips and lush, ripe body being given to another man almost destroyed him.

“Youse have to stay the night here.” Their uncouth looking driver poked his head through the coach window. “Too late to travel on the road now.”

“Road!” Marcus bit off an oath. Is that what they called it? Rutted track seemed more appropriate. He felt bruised and battered as he stepped stiffly from the coach and waited for the other occupants to alight.

He stamped his feet to get his circulation moving again after eight hours in the cramped coach. They had stopped only to eat and change the horses; now he was forced to spend the night in some revolting, bug-infested tavern, undoubtedly run by villainous riff raff.

Automatically, he offered his hand to help a middle-aged lady alight. A good night’s sleep would help. The voyage out from England had been nothing short of a bloody nightmare. Still, it did have a few lighter moments, including a troupe of eight painted, but pretty chorus girls who had kept him entertained.
“This way.” The driver took charge of the lady’s bag, leaving Marcus to pick up his own.

The roadside tavern looked anything but impressive, although the light spilling out on to the verandah offered some reassurance. A large, fat fellow in grubby pants met them at the door, and Marcus shuddered with distaste. Fastidious in his own habits, if this oaf’s appearance was anything to go by, he teetered on the brink of a hideous nightmare. Their driver, having dumped them like pieces of flotsam, disappeared without a word. Not even bothering to hide his disdain, Marcus stepped across the threshold.

Stolen Birthright is available now in ebook and Print from Whiskey Creek Press.

Well Friends, that wraps up another edition of Saturday Spotlight - check back next week for a sneak peek into another great author/book!

Also, check White Roses in Bloom blog for the latest addition of websites/blogs for the scavenger hunt!

Until later....be blessed.