Friday, April 20, 2012

Behaving Badly by Ursula Whistler

Behaving Badly
by Ursula Whistler

Sexy nightclub entertainer Jessica Oldham has a secret. She's prim church secretary by day, but when the lights go down she becomes a siren on New Orleans' stages. Handsome security expert, Drew Favreau ignites the flames of lust she's held at bay for so long, trapped in her boring world by commitment. She feels free in Drew's arms, so free she entertains the idea of letting the naughty side of her come out to play until she can find a way to weave the dream into reality.

Drew has a problem--he's not into security, he's an investigator working undercover--and sexy siren Jessica is on his list of embezzlement suspects. Jessica is all sweet and innocence at her job, but when she leaves that world she becomes bold and wanton in his arms, and he wants nothing more than to forget the job at hand. Yet there's a crook to catch, and unfortunately, Jessica's name isn't so easy to clear.

Will Drew be able to resist the Jessica's lure and solve the crime? Or will she convince him she's innocent...except while Behaving Badly?

Click here to read an excerpt.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Endings and Beginnings

Recently my dog Leonardo, who was the subject of my Nov. 2011 blog on senior pets, passed away. Though I miss him, I know he's having fun in Doggie Heaven with no achy joints to slow him down. But this is not a sad blog, I promise. To mangle a famous line from Shakespeare, I come not to mourn Leo but to celebrate his life.
I adopted him when he was six months old from a local Humane Society. Though our family had a dog when I was younger, he was the first dog I ever owned by myself. We both had a lot to learn! He was a pretty big boy, in spite of still being a puppy. He also loved to chew! Leonardo was responsible for the demise of a sofa, two armchairs and a dining room set. Not to mention innumerable chew toys.

He could be naughty. He liked to play "keep away" and would steal things hoping I'd chase him to get them back. I know chasing him only encouraged the behavior, but when I tried the opposite tack and ignored him, he'd nose me as though to say "See how bad I am?" When we went for walks, he'd start squalling if he saw another dog, a cat or even a squirrel. The neighbors did not appreciate the commotion and we weren't too popular for quite some time. Eventually he settled down—it only took twelve years! The same people who used to frown when we walked down the sidewalk began to smile and tell me what a "good dog" he was.

Leo didn't leave me all alone—there are other animal friends who share my home. I adopted my dog Iris from a local shelter. Too many pit bull terriers languish in our shelters because the breed is so misunderstood. Iris was one of them. When I first saw her, her ribs showed through her skin. The attendant felt it was because she was depressed—she'd been in the shelter too long. Well, Miss Iris is no longer underweight. She gained ten pounds in one year and she's now on the verge of becoming "pleasingly plump."

Several cat friends also live with me. Snickers was a homeless cat prowling the neighborhood, subsisting on bread and peanut butter neighbors left out for the squirrels. I began feeding her and she soon became part of my family. She's now downright chubby. I think her hungry time on the streets has transformed into a chow hound.

I found Topaz when out driving one evening. A tiny critter dashed in front of my car and it didn't look like a rabbit or a skunk. I pulled over and sure enough, a little kitten was huddled at the side of the road. She was frightened, but also hungry and luckily I had a bag of cat food in my car. I used the food to distract her and managed to catch her in my hat (yes, really!). She's been with me several years now.

I've gotten to the end of this blog and haven't said a word about writing. Well, some of the true-life antics of my pets have worked their way into my stories. My upcoming book "Her Perfect Man" features a very bossy cat named Groucho.

In memory of Leonardo I am offering a ten dollar gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press to a random commenter. Please leave a comment about one of your animal friends. If you're a writer, have any of your pets worked their way into your stories?  Don't forget to leave your email addy so I can send the certificate if you're the lucky winner!
And don't forget to give your pet an extra hug today!

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Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Twice is Not Enough has a Sequel!

Fans of my Regency erotic Twice is Not Enough may be happy to hear that I've signed a contract with The Wild Rose Press for the sequel to the story, which shares the adventures of the hero's wayward sister, Miss Annabelle Abbott. And, here's a secret, her wild ways might earn her a spanking from the hero, a delicious Welsh duke.

In the meantime, the third book in the Mates of the Guardians series released from The Wild Rose Press today. It has no heat, but there's plenty of action. Click here to visit the buy page for His Capture, Her Rescue.

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Friday, April 6, 2012

Hotwired by Anita Philmar

by Anita Philmar

Hotwired for each other...

When Ross Dixon is kidnapped from his office, along with the sexy lawyer who'd been busting his balls over a deal that should have been a walk in the park, he wakes to find a devotion chip surgically implanted in his brain. If that isn't bad enough, the chip, designed to trigger emotional reactions between him and the woman lying next to him, is working overtime on his libido.

Mistaken for Ross's flavor of the month, Kayla Michaels, a 22nd century lawyer, doesn't have a problem spending time in Ross's bed--or over his desk--but she wants no part in the romantic feelings the chip is provoking. She's been down that road before and ended up burned.

Kayla and Ross struggle to find answers while coming to terms with the constant lust sizzling between them, but along the way each wonders if the emotions are real or just a side effect of being hotwired.

Click here to read an excerpt.