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Wednesday, May 27, 2015

New Romantic Suspense Release: Kiss the Killer (From the CIA 2)!


“Have you killed anyone?”  Swedish chemist Alina Runesson feared his answer.  Men have died for her.

“Not today.”  CIA Agent Vic Grant responded callously.  Women were not part of his agenda.  

It’s hard to admit they have a connection called love and have to trust it’s not fatal.

 
That's what you'll find in the second of my series, From the CIA!  The ebook's release was yesterday, May 26, three weeks earlier than planned as, amazingly enough, the editing was right on.
The following discussion gives you a taste of the world my agents live in and the people they run into (or kill!) in Kiss the Killer (From the CIA 2).  The paperback is scheduled for July.  Read on to learn more about the spine tingling adventure of Alina Runesson and Vic Grant...   

 Kiss the Killer (MF)

Chemist Alina Runesson lives in Sweden under the government’s witness protection program.  Her look-alike cousin is imprisoned in Baghdad and fiancé killed saving Alina from the same fate.  She cannot love a man because he will die for her, but she needs help to rescue her cousin.

CIA Agent Vic Grant escapes to Sweden to correct the illegal orders of his boss.  Vic plans to recover his agents left by the US to be buried with their assignments.  Sometimes the bad guy has to be killed along the way.  His life is not made for relationships.

Vic and Alina meet by chance and align their missions. 

Tension, frustration, and sparks of passion guide Vic and Alina as they execute their personal goals.  Their itinerary is repeatedly changed according to assaults by double agents and terrorist. 

He kills, she kills, and bodies are left on the side. 

They have a connection called love and have to trust it’s not fatal.

Please read my book, please love my book, and let me know!

Happy reading,
Dawn Kunda

 

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Pure Romance Box Set of 10 Romances for 99 Cents!



USA Today, bestselling, and award winning authors share their favorite romances in this boxed set that includes suspense, paranormal, science fiction, contemporary, and historical stories of pure romance. 

Available for Pre-order. Releases June 15th!

aHunter4Rescue - Cynthia Clement
A unit of elite alien warriors, known as Hunters, crash lands on earth. Fiona witnesses the collision and helps the wounded. Their leader, Ardal, is torn between getting his men to safety and protecting Fiona, the woman he has bonded with.

Dreaming of Him - Wendy Ely
Loneliness has clouded Amber Addaire's life for a while. It's only when she starts dreaming of a familiar man that she begins to feel better. Trace is a spirit stuck on earth long enough to let his childhood friend know how much she meant to him before he died. He can only communicate with her through her dreams and hopes she will realize who he is soon.

Studs and Stilettos - Bev Pettersen
An aspiring actress struggles to prove her worth on a Kentucky movie set shadowed by the mysterious disappearance of a groom twenty years ago. However, her hopes for redemption are threatened by a sexy horse trainer…and a stone-cold killer.

Protecting Katie – H. D. Thomson
Morgan Stone will do anything to keep his daughter, Katie. But would he steal? Lie? Cheat? Most definitely. Caught in the middle of a battle between two men, Kristin doesn’t know whom to trust. She finds herself falling for Morgan, her fiancé’s enemy. But when it comes to loving Kristen, will Morgan be willing to give up everything, even Katie?

More Than Cookies - Christine DePetrillo
Caterer Sage Stannard is sick of watching everyone else get served a happily ever after. When will it be her turn? Chainsaw artist Orion Finley is itching to carve a new life for himself with his daughter. How can he get custody back from his ruthless ex-wife? When Sage and Orion meet over a bloody couch, will they need more than cookies to sweeten each other and make their dreams come true?

Elusive Justice – K. T. Roberts
Book Two of the Gerard-Kensington Series. Two detectives, two cases…seemingly unrelated until a baffling discovery entwines them forever.

Poetic Justice - Alicia Rasley
A renegade rare-books dealer and an heiress embark on a sham betrothal for a lofty literary aim–to prove Shakespeare really was Shakespeare. It would be the greatest acquisition of his checkered career–a play in Shakespeare's own hand. But between John and his prize is an obsessed villain. The heiress can lead him to his goal, but only if he'll risk his life, his freedom, and his loner's heart.

The Mating Moon - Buffy Christopher
Ivy knows that as a female Were-tiger, finding a mate is supposed to be her top priority. But when you can't control your animal side why does that matter? Add being traumatized by a recent violent attack from her past she feels like she can't win! How can she control her tiger during the full moon when she’s more concerned about being killed?

Immortal Heat - Loni Lynne
Book One in The Guardians of Dacia Series. Some legends are better left to folklore. Marilyn Reddlin refuses to take heed of a stranger’s warnings to leave Romania. Draylon Conier must save her from herself and the legend before they both succumb to Immortal Heat.

Loons of a Feather - Kayce Lassiter
Book One in The Delta Jane Series. One woman, two men, an inept fairy godfather in pink cowboy boots, a redneck fairy godmother on a Harley with lips tattooed on her ass, and a love-match in the making. What the hell can go wrong with that? 

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Friday, May 22, 2015

Holy Flying Vodka Bottles!!!

Hey there, how ya’all been?  Good, I hope!  I’m doing better now…now that Murphy has been evicted from our couch!  Okay, I know none of you have any idea what I’m babbling on about, so let me back up and fill you in on what’s happened.  I’m currently on an extended road trip from Arizona to Pennsylvania, and back again by way of the scenic route.  In short, I think we are going to hit about 25 states by the time we are done.  All right, maybe not quite that many…but close!

Anyway, this trip has been a real learning experience for me and the toughest part was learning to drive a 30’ motor home.  Driving 5000 miles isn’t a problem.  Staying away from home for 3 weeks isn’t a problem.  Traveling with a woman I’ve met only once before isn’t a problem.  But getting this stinking house on wheels down the road seems to be a life-altering challenge.  I kept thinking if others could do it, I can.  But I might have been wrong.  LOL

Okay, here’s the deal.  Within the first week on the road, I’d broken 2 pairs of reading glasses and a pair of flip flops.  Then I broke the motor home.  Okay, I’m getting ahead of myself here.  Remember Stupid Girl—my alter-ego that does all the stupid crap…or at least takes the wrap for it?  Well, she’s along on the trip too.  I tried to make her stay at home, but the bitch jumped in the RV and refused to get out…so I had no choice but to take her along.  Who knew she was going to insist on driving?!  And who knew she'd invited Murphy to tag along too.

Well, the second or third night out, we pulled into a gas station in Oklahoma (with Stupid Girl behind the wheel).  We had been either behind or ahead of the tornadoes the entire way through Texas and Oklahoma, so she was a little on edge and still trying to get the hang of missing curbs.  Well, there was this stupid ‘ol curb at the gas station…one of those things that sticks way out in everybody’s way for no logical reason at all and serving no purpose?  Yeah…you got it…Stupid Girl hit the damn thing and the RV momentarily became airborne.  Woo Hoo!  Who knew she’d need a pilot’s license to drive the damn thing?!  We all got out and walked around the RV and looked it over and all was well…only a little curb, nothing damaged, we’re good.  We get gas and we head on down the road.  It was a huge relief to finally get to the RV park without having the RV picked up and blown into Kansas like a flying cow.  So we parked and got out, hooked up the utilities, and then noticed one of the 4 tires on the back was flat as a pancake.  Crap!  Stupid Girl!  So we call the RV rental place and they dispatch a fix-it guy to the RV park.  I’m imagining a long night going from place to place trying to get the tire fixed.  But we lucked out.  We got a smart guy who realized the absence of a hubcap on that wheel meant the valve extender thingies were hanging outside the rim.  So when Stupid Girl hit the curb, she took a little chip out of the rubber valve and all the stinking air leaked out.  Voile…flat!  So our clever fix-it guy just pulled the valve extender off, put air in the tire, and we were good as new.  Yeah for smart fix-it guys!

 (smart fix-it guy)


Now, you might think that was the extent of Stupid Girl’s idiocy…but you would be dead wrong.  She got us to Pennsylvania right on schedule and we picked up our third passenger and set about visiting family.  Now, anyone who has ever driven in Pennsylvania knows the roads this time of year are either crap or under construction.  They are rutted and torn up everywhere.  It’s a mess!  So here comes Stupid Girl still learning to drive a 30’ RV into a town with teeny tiny narrow streets that go up hills and down hills and the straight roads only have 6 curves per half mile.  Holy hell…we need Batman to drive these roads and all we’ve got is Stupid Girl.

So…first couple of days she does good.  She makes every turn, doesn’t hit anything going forward or backward, and life is good.  Then we head to the park for a picnic and this is where Stupid Girl really earns her reputation.  We make it down the incline on a very rutted dirt road into the park just fine.  No problem.  Then it’s time to go home.  Uh-Oh!  Going down the incline wasn’t a problem…crawl and take the bumps very slow.  Going up is a different story because you have to go at least fast enough to maintain upward motion.  So she is doing good until we come to the big hole where the entire RV seems to be swallowed up and spit out like we’d fallen into the belly of a whale.  The motion causes all of the upper cupboard doors in the RV to fly open and the little gremlins that were hiding in the cupboards started throwing everything across the RV.  This is where the flying vodka comes in.  Now…just to be clear…no one had had a drop to drink.  This was a totally teetotaler picnic.  The vodka was just inappropriately stored in an upper cupboard and the little gremlin living in that cupboard had a terrific arm.  Because he hurled the damn vodka bottle across the interior of the RV.  Stupid Girl heard the pans hit the floor and the horrific thud of the vodka bottle.  So she stopped dead on the incline which now looked like Mount Everest!

Everyone else in the RV scrambled to make sure no one had been hit and to retrieve all of the projectiles from the floor and stow them safely in the lower cupboards.  When everything was once again stowed, Stupid Girl was still shaking from the commotion that had scared her half out of her wits.  So when she started to again pull out of the park and onto the teeny tiny little street made for mice pulling garden carts, she didn’t see the curb on the passenger side.  In her defense, she was sitting with the front end pointed in the air and she was shook up from the near-miss with the flying Smirnoff.  So imagine her surprise when she hears the bottom of the RV scrape the curb!  Maybe it only scraped the bottom, huh?  Noooo.  Then someone says, “I think you caught a post.”  Noooo!!!  Okay, let’s stop right where we are and let’s get out and see what happened.

It is not pretty.  We get out and look and there we are…we are off the curb and there are no steps to get into the RV.  Huh?  That’s not right.  What’s all that metal crap hanging down under the RV?  Oh crap…those are the steps?  Maybe we can just straighten them out, but first we gotta get out of the road.  So Stupid Girl jumps back in the RV and pulls it straight across the highway onto a side street where we can better assess the damages.  Then we get out again and this time we notice the odor.  Definitely not good!  Sewage is now spilling from the bottom of the RV onto the street.  I think I actually recognized last night’s dinner as it floated past us on the street.  We stared, dumbfounded, as our black water tank emptied itself on the streets of Wrightsville, Pennsylvania.  Residents of Wrightsville…we are soooo sorry!

Now what?  Let’s open the door and see how badly damaged the steps are.   No…let’s not!  We open the door and there is a 2’x2’ hole in the floor.  Where there used to be steps inside the entry door, there is now a drop to the pavement.  That’s not good.  Oh, and under the steps…that’s where the 2 house batteries are stored.  We are screwed!  We have a 2 foot hole where our steps used to be, the batteries are wedged in sideways about 6 inches off the pavement, sewage is pouring out of our black water tank, and the broken pipe is hanging about 3 inches off the ground.  Holy Crap!

But, Thank God, we are not without resources.  We have a wonderful friend named Debbie who manages to come up with a pair of pliers and some wire.  She fearlessly crawls under the RV and manages to wire the pipe up so we have a good 6 inches of clearance now.  Yeah, what a woman!  We have called every RV repair shop in the county and no one is willing to come out and look at it.  Did I mention this all happened at 4pm on a Friday afternoon?  Well, of course it did…because Stupid Girl was driving!!!

Long story short, we limp back to our camp in the next town over where my friend’s 3 wonderful, amazing, resourceful brothers all show up with blow torches and hazmat suits…okay, maybe a slight exaggeration.  But they did show up with tools and know-how and they took the steps out, found the backup shutoff valve for the black water tank, put a temporary patch over the 2 foot hole in the floor of the RV, and straightened the door out enough that we could open it in case of a real emergency.  Then the next morning we make more phone calls and find a wonderful repair guy in Dover, PA who comes up with an ingenious temporary way to put another fitting on the black water tank so we can use the toilet and dump it at the parks.  Yeah again for smart fix-it guys and good family!!!
          (those were our steps)          
 (that's where the steps used to be)


So how, you ask, are we doing now?  Well, we can’t use the door so we have to enter/exit the RV through the cab by climbing over the seats.  But we can use the toilet.  Yeah!!!  We have to crawl under the RV to dump it and often have to get creative on where/how to park so the drain tube will reach, but we’re getting pretty good at that.  Stupid Girl seems to have finally figured out how to miss the curbs, so life’s been pretty good for a few days.  Now we just have to deal with the rental place when we return the unit.  Of course, we have been good doobies and kept them appraised of the events and progress, but I’m certain they are sitting there holding their breath and expecting Stupid Girl to return their RV as a convertible.  It could happen, ya know.  We have 3 more days to go, so cross your fingers that Stupid Girl is done being…well, STUPID.

That’s my story, stupid and stinky, and I’m stickin’ to it. Hold on tight now ‘cuz we’re gonna go real, real fast.......(and Stupid Girl is driving)!

Love ya,

Kayce

(Thanks to Peg for the pictures...check out some of her pics and quotes on Facebook at "Humans I Meet".)

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

The End


          The End.
          These are the two most beautiful words in the English language (or any language really) to a writer.       
          There is such anticipation when an author takes the germ of an idea, fleshes it out and begins a new story. There is something magical and exciting about introducing a new character to that blank page and the words are flowing so furiously, we can’t type (or write long hand) fast enough to keep up. I love that! There’s no feeling in the world quite like it (for a writer). The rush to get the words out of one’s head before it’s gone is thrilling and a little scary, too. Can’t tell you how many stories I’ve started simply because I didn’t want to lose an idea or that piece of dialogue or the scene flitting around my head even if I’m in the middle of something else. Truthfully? My characters talk to me and sometimes they talk to me AT THE SAME TIME…it gets kinda loud in my head.
          There is the perseverance of writing the middle of the story, when some of the anticipation has died down (although the magic is still there—always there) and we try so very hard to make it as exciting as the beginning.
          The last third of the book—where everything comes to a conclusion, where all the pieces fall into place—has it own kind of magic. For some of us, the closer we get to the conclusion of the story, the faster we write. Not sure how that happens, but it does and then one gets to write those wonderful words “The End”. That’s a whole other kind of excitement. It signifies an accomplishment—a huge one. It shows that no matter how long it took to write the story, you finished it. For some writers, it can take years. Other writers? Not as long. All those words that were whirling around your brain are now down on paper (or safely saved on your computer, flash drives and/or the cloud).
          I was able to write those fabulous words on my latest work in progress this past weekend and I’m pretty darn happy about it. At the same time, I’m feeling a little lost, too. I’ve been with these characters, living in their story, for a while now….it’s hard to let go….but I’m not really letting go because now the real fun begins….editing!

As always, happy reading!
Marie

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Jacqueline Noir Interview and Giveaway!


Alexis: Today we are chatting with Paranormal Erotic author Jacqueline Noir

Welcome Jacqueline. What made you chose this title for your debut book?



Jacqueline:  There are a few reasons why I named the book Red. One of the biggest is because of Sadie’s red hair. In my head I pictured her with this long, gorgeous light red hair. The other reason is a spoiler so I can’t disclose the reason. You will just have to read it and see why.



Alexis: Can't wait! What are you working on now?



Jacqueline:  I’m working on Layers of Smoke which is a dark contemporary romance. It has a forbidden, dangerous, and intoxicating vibe. There is a sneak peak at the end of Red.



Alexis: What has been the best piece of advice you ever received for your writing career?



Jacqueline:  Patience. I’m a ball of energy and tend to do things on a fast paced setting. This is a good and bad quality to have. Sometimes I reread what I wrote on a writing binge and can tell where my fingers didn’t match the speed of my mind.



Alexis: Does your pet help with your writing or distract?



Jacqueline:  I have three pups but the biggest baby is my mastiff mix, Ruger. He likes to lay his head on my arm while writing. My husband is constantly having to take him out of my office so I can focus.



Alexis: What do you think everyone should know about your husband?



Jacqueline:  My husband keeps me alive. Literally. Throughout this journey I have found my head in the sand. He makes sure the bills are paid, the house is clean, and that I have a stockpile of coffee at my fingertips.



Alexis: You are one lucky lady! Thank you, Jacqueline, for visiting us here on Happily Ever After Thoughts.



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Red Blurb: 
The first time those haunting gray eyes pinned her, they’d stared at her from the face of a creature that was supposed to only be a legend. A cliché.

 

When Sadie VonRouge moves to Casterton, Oregon to live with her aunt, she expected a sleepy little town; the perfect backdrop for her to start piecing back together her life. She wants nothing more than a normal start to her freshman year of college.



Normal is the last thing she’s going to get.



The night she was attacked, it’d been a wolf that chased her down. A wolf that tackled her to the ground. A wolf that began sniffing her. Then she’d opened her eyes, and she’d come face-to-face with him.



But she was delusional. She knew this. There’d been no man.



At least, that’s what she tells herself over and over, even while fighting back the memory of how sinfully gorgeous the man had been, or how viciously he’d growled out that one word:



Mine.



Sadie doesn’t know what is happening to her, or why she’s beginning to exhibit odd symptoms after the attack. All she knows is that her world has been drastically changed. She has no idea how much, or how serious that man’s claim was. Not until he comes back into her life, demanding the one thing that he owns above anything else.



Her.



Thrust into a new world, Sadie is going to be forced to deal with a reality she never expected.



And a dominating, scary, dangerous male that might just not give her any choice but to accept her new life . . . and the fact that he comes along with it.



“You belong to me. I own you. Forever.”



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About Jacqueline:

Jacqueline Noir lives in Phoenix, AZ with her loving husband, three pups, and her 'small human'.



She loves everything paranormal from the movies, television, books, and adventures to haunted places. When she isn't dreaming of werewolves, witches, and all things that go bump in the night, she is busy creating hot and romantic stories that bring to life all these creatures in their most alpha form.



Her stories feature kick-butt female leads, hot dominant alphas and a whole lot of wicked trouble. Her love for books has taken from being an avid reader, to a book blogger and now an author.



Her debut novella, Red, is the first in the paranormal erotic VonRouge series.



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