My Chat with Jack

Hello and welcome!

My guest is one of my newer book boyfriends and he is a rogue but such a sweetheart once you get to know him. I have to thank Tanya for slipping me a picture she made of him le sigh

Welcome! Welcome!

Jack© Tanya Anne Crosby

What is your full name?
Jack MacAuley

Do you have a nickname?
Nope, just Jack. But I’ve been called worse.
I heard 😀

What is one word best describes you?
Hmm, jaded probably. I’ve been through the ringer with colleagues.

Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
You want to know what I’m wearing? Can I change first? Or maybe strip down? It’s messy work I do.
I don’t think Sophia would appreciate me watched you to strip, but don’t let that stop you 😛

Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
Yeah, you know, I think she understands me pretty well. She sure knew what I was looking for in a lady.

What makes you laugh out loud?
Sophia. That woman can take me to highs and lows in the space of a breath.

What is your favourite dessert?
Can I say Sophia? Will that be alright? he grins mischievously

What is your favourite drink?
Whiskey, probably.

What is your greatest fear?
Now that I have her, losing my darling Sophia. She’s pretty much everything to me.

What is your favourite colour?
Amber. The color of Sophie’s eyes. Love that woman.

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
ahem The same thing I’m wearing straight out of the shower.
Water droplets? I smirk

What is the perfect romantic date?
An evening sitting on the deck of my ship… a little cheese… wine… out on the ocean… with the moon as big as my eyes when I first saw Sophia.
I remember that, you were smitten at first sight.

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
Me? Ticklish? Um, maybe. But only Sophie knows where.

What’s your favourite smell? What does it remind you of?
The sea… it’s peaceful. But these days, just about everything puts me in mind of my lovely wife.

When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
Intelligent eyes. I can’t seem to tear my gaze away from those.

Do you have somebody in your life now?
I do. Sophia Vanderwahl MacAuley. She’s the only woman I’ll ever have eyes for again.

What is one word best describes her?
Spunky, intelligent, beautiful… oh yeah, you said just one.

Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
No, no series yet. But I’m part of a collection, and I keep trying to get Tanya to write about Kell. Don’t you think he deserves a good woman?

Thank you Jack for chatting with me. Hugs to Sophia. Love her name. I’ll add my voice to yours to convince Tanya, Kell definitely needs his story told 😉

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Thanks for dropping by and I hope you enjoyed the chat as much as I did.

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Jack hails from Happily Ever After by Tanya Anne Crosby, one of my fave authors that knows how to lure me back into her worlds again and again.

Boston heiress Sophia Vanderwahl has come to realize her fiancé is a rotten philanderer. Looking for retribution, she sets out to find the wastrel to give back his engagement ring, hiring an old rival of his to take her to Mexico.

Although suspicious of her motives, Jack MacCauley needs the money to finance his expedition. In this light-hearted seafaring romance, Jack and Sophie learn to trust each other as lovers and friends.

I listened to the audiobook narrated by one of my voice crushes, Braden Wright. I had a chat with him a few years ago, check it out here if you missed it.

My review: 5 stars
I enjoyed listening to Mr. Wright perform this awesome story. I love his voices, the passion with which he brings the characters and story to life. My fave was Jack’s voice. YUM
Ms. Crosby really knows how to make a story shine. Historicals are not my first go-to genre, but the way the author portrays heroines that do not conform to the norm is very much to my liking and I liked Sophie despite her being a disaster magnet, she cracked me up with her reactions. The chemistry between her and Jack was palpable and once they gave in, it was magic. Ending with an HEA, my fave kind, left me giddy, a 5-star experience for sure.

To find out more about the author and her books, also to keep up to date on what’s coming next, see below links. You should check out her Pinterest, especially the folder “My Art”, found some interesting concepts in there. Sign up for the newsletter, will be rewarded with awesome letters in your inbox aaaand a free books too 😉

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Unexpected visit from Tantalus

Hello and welcome!

Earlier today… as I was writing in my journal … YES! don’t judge! I still write by hand on paper, in a notebook, not as much as I used to and my handwriting suffered for sure. That story is for another day though… ok… where was I? Ah yes! Sitting in my comfy chair, writing in my notebook …

Are you busy? A soft, melodious male voice flows through my mind.

I can tell whoever is contacting me hails from Tantalus, but I have never heard this voice before. I am curious to find out what kind of surprise awaits me.

I am never too busy for my friends. I respond.

I will be brining some special people with me, if you don’t mind. The voice returns.

The more the merrier. You do realize I will be asking questions when you do. I tease.

I can hear the smile in his voice as he responds, We would be surprised if you don’t. You may be even more surprised with some of our answers. There are many changes happening on Tantalus and, although we can’t fill you in on all of the details, we can leave hints about what some of them are. The voice teases me back.

I can feel whoever contacted me leave my consciousness and I shout, You can’t tell me something like that and then leave me in limbo, get back here.

There is no response. NONE! As I pace the room, I swear I can feel my blood pressure rise and I want to hit someone. How dare he leave me hanging like this? You wonder why I hate cliffhangers so much? This is a prime example.

When I think I am about to blow a gasket, I hear a soft rap on my door. He is here, I can feel him, and boy have I got a few words to say to him.

I open my mouth with the intention of speaking my mind as I fling open the door, and then freeze. DAYUM!!!

Hello Eniko, I am Kyran.

I am Kystan, and it looks like Trysuil was right about you.

Trysuil? Right? Okay, so I sound brain dead, but DAYUM …. great mounds of Angel flesh!!! They are Kyllan’s sons, I can tell they are, they look like a younger version of him. Somehow, I find my misplaced wits and ask. What is Trysuil right about?

Your reaction to our presence. He sent us to fly you up to the ship. Would you like us to hold you in our arms? Or, would you rather ride on the platform?

I can’t help but grin or stop the words that flow unchecked from my mouth, nothing new there, right? Your arms are for me. M.A. would have chosen the platform. She is such a scaredy cat 😛

Who would you like to fly you?

Do I get to choose? I ask. Perhaps I could be the one in the middle, I think I would like that.

Interesting byplay on words, considering what you are thinking. Kyran snickers.

So bite me, right here, I don’t even think as I motion towards the spot I am thinking of with my hand. I am not even aware of the fact that I have spoken aloud, or that I am already blurting out the rest of my thoughts, Can I lick you, to see if you are real or if I am dreaming?

I thought that phrase was pinch me, to see if I am dreaming, Kystan wrinkles a brow as he considers the matter.

It is and I am willing if you are. I answer with a grin. All right, so I am flirting outrageously, but I can’t seem to stop myself.

Within moments Kystan whisks me into his arms and we are off to… who cares where… I am clinging tightly to his shoulders OH MY!!! I hope it will take long. A small opening appears ahead of us and we land inside their ship where Trysuil is waiting to greet me.

Welcome to Tantalus, Eniko.

Damn, he is hot. I allow my thoughts to flow through my mind and watch as he smiles slowly enough to make my blood heat up. He spreads his wings wide, so flames can ripple freely amongst them. I watch and give an excited squeal of delight. I can’t believe the Adjudicator has come to see me. Where is Alena, his lucky mate? I wonder if the Tantalarian Females realize how good they have it. They not only have men that are handsome enough to make a gal drool, but they are treated like precious dolls. I want one for my own.

Can I go back to Tantalus with you? I ask.

Trysuil shakes his head as he answers, You have important work to do here, but we have heard so much about you from Kyllan that we felt we should come see you for ourselves. We also have brought someone to show you, although this part of the story has yet to be told, as is Kystan and Kyran’s.

So far I am not complaining about a thing, I reply.

I would introduce you to my mate, Alena, Trysuil speaks, as he turns slightly to wind a wing around someone approaching him. There is so much love and pride in his face as he speaks that I can’t talk past the lump that forms in my throat. This is how love should be between two people!

Alena is covered by one of Trysuil’s wings as she comes forward. He unfurls it and I can see she is holding a small bundle in her arms. She is also glowing with happiness in a way that makes me glad I am wearing sunglasses. She is so beautiful. Are there Tantalarians that are not drop dead gorgeous?

We wanted you to be the first human to see our son, Alena’s voice is light and airy, and she unwraps the child from its little blanket.

My eyes grow wide, then misty as I see the perfectly formed little cherub being revealed. I reach for the baby and then stop. It is not my place to take a child from its mother. Besides, Trysuil might object and then he would fry my hide. Not a good thing.

Alena smiles wider and moves close, so she can place the baby into my arms. I feel tears running down my cheeks as I touch his soft skin and downy feathers. He smiles at me and I coo at him.

His name is Tyrell, Alena speaks while she watches her son with a tender expression. He is our miracle.

He certainly is that, as are all children, I agree, as he begins to fuss.

Alena is immediately there to reach out and hug her child to settle him. It is everything I can do to give him back to her, babies are so precious.

I look at Trysuil and ask, So what can we expect in the future?

Much! comes the answer Our world is coming into its own now and those that were hidden are almost ready to come back out into the world and out of their sanctuary. First, we must come to this world, so we can help those in need here.

When will we get to know more about the future? I want this information now, not in a couple of years from now.

Patience, Eniko. One story at a time, you have a much better idea now what to expect from us later, when People of the Phoenix releases. Until then, we will work to sever our ties with this planet.

Does that mean I will never see you again? I worry.

I give you my word, I will not forsake you, Trysuil promises wrapping his wing around his family.

I heave a great sigh as I watch him leave the room. I am already beginning to feel abandoned.

Kyran and Kystan wrap their wings around me and I am nearly smothered in wings and the heavenly scent of male Tantalarian bodies. I grin as I realize I forgot to even check to see what they were wearing. And here I am, sandwiched between Kyllan’s sons. I have to admit, I definitely don’t feel alone at this moment.

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That was bliss even though it was fleeting encounter and I didn’t get to ask many questions. We got glimpses of the distant future that I even didn’t know about, how cool is that? It was disconcerting at the beginning hearing the voices in my mind, but I like it! I would want that power too.

You get to meet Trysuil in The Phoenixes Choice, book 5 in the Tantalus series by M.A. Abraham.

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Kyllan has come home to find several surprises waiting for him, one in the form of a man he had thought dead. Trysuil is most definitely not lost to their people, and he couldn’t be happier. His daughter, Alena, is ecstatic, for her love has been returned to her.

The Phoenixes saved Trysuil from what would have been a certain death, for he had more potential than anyone could have imagined. They kept him in a state of suspended animation, until the time was right, with the knowledge that their world was about to go through many changes in the future. In his new position of power, he will be known as the Adjudicator. He only answers to the Phoenixes; he is their judge and jury.

Those who have gotten to know Kyllan respect and admire him as a good leader of uncanny foresight and abilities. As they get to know Trysuil, they find out that he is fair, just and a man of vision. He will not abuse his position. He would rather help those who have come to live on Tantalus build a future for the generations that are to follow, but he can bring down the might of the Phoenixes to bear on them, if there is a need.

Read Chapter 1 here.

Releasing on April 17, 2018. Here are the buy links:

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Did you know book 1 in the Tantalus series is out on audio too?

Book 2 is in production right now and I can’t wait for you to hear it. Brian Callanan‘s voice is perfect for the series.

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To celebrate the release of the new instalment one lucky reader will get an ebook copy of The Phoenixes’ Choice, courtesy of Miss Abraham. Sexy Mr. Random will pick a name after 3 pm on Tuesday, April 17, 2018.

Until next time read a book, listen to a book and don’t forget to show your love by leaving a review!

My Chat with Shelton!

Hello and welcome!

I am so happy to have my next guest here with me. He reminds me a lot of my cousin who I grew up with and were close to, I reminisced a lot about those long ago days after listening to his story.

Please welcome Shelton!

OMG he is gorgeous! Marla! A little warning would have been good, girl! Where is my ice water? Where is my notebook with the questions? Oh drat! I know the questions by heart or I’ll wing it. Ahem!

What is your full name?
Shelton Morrison

Do you have a nickname?
No. Well, my cousin Fallon calls me Shell, among other things. But, otherwise no.

What one word best describes you?
Ooh. Just one word? Hm. Focused? Determined? Maybe, loyal? One of those will work. he chuckles

Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
Well, I had another meeting today. So, today I’m wearing my dark blue suit, with a dress shirt. he looks a little self-conscious and amused…

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and I see he wears cufflinks OH MY … men in well tailored suits are my weakness

Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
Yes! On the one hand I think she makes me sound more interesting than I really am. But, on the other hand, she also doesn’t expose all of my flaws. So, it’s a nice balance.

What makes you laugh out loud?
We’ll I’ve been in two books so far. Have you read them? If you have, you’d know that I laugh a lot. Especially when I’m around Fallon. he shakes his head
I love your relationship with Fallon, reminds me a lot of what I had with one of my cousins growing up.

Would you say you’re easy going?
Yes and no. I can be just as easy going as I can be serious and everything in between. So, I guess I would say, I can be easy going. And, maybe I am most of the time. But, I’m not one of those people that is just easy going and nothing seems to bother them. A lot bothers me.

What is your favorite dessert?
Cheese cake. I love cheese cake. I don’t allow myself to eat it often. But, I love cheese cake.
It sounds like you really do love cheese cake.

What is your favorite drink?
Well, I drink a lot of water. I have to stay in shape and keep my cousin Fallon from getting ahead of me. That’s fairly easy, since she’s a chocoholic and she’s so much shorter than me. he chuckles But, she’s always competing with me. So, I can’t slip up and give her an edge. Or, did you mean my favorite alcoholic beverage?

You can tell me that too.
Tequila. Specifically, Herradura Reposada Tequilla.

What is your greatest fear?
I don’t like being in really confined spaces. I think I’m a little claustrophobic.

What is your favorite color?
Blue

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
Usually boxers or nothing.

What’s your favourite smell?
Freshly brewed medium or dark roast coffee.

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You are a coffee drinker, only then you would know the difference 😀
Good thing too because I made some for us and I only drink the good stuff.

What is the perfect romantic date?
The perfect romantic date would involve a beach, maybe several. Driving down the coast on a sunny, balmy afternoon with someone I love. And, watching the sunset disappear from the horizon.

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
No. I’m not ticklish.

When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
Appearance. And, I have a thing for stilettos. He looks thoughtful Yeah, I sort of lost it the first time I saw Savina in stilettos. I’m not sure. I like an interesting face. I don’t seem to have a specific type, except there’s something about them that is interesting.

Do you have somebody in your life now?
Yes. I do.

What is one word that best describes her?
Charismatic

Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
Yes. It’s part of Marla JosephsReluctant series. I’m not sure what will happen next in the series. I know there will likely be other books. But, I have no idea if I will be in them. I’ve made an appearance in the other 2 so far. And, have this one that I’m a main character in. But, I really don’t know what will happen in the future.

Thank you so much Shelton for spending some time in my corner of the blogging world. I hope you to see you again soon.

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Thanks for dropping by, I hope you enjoyed the chat.

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As Shelton mentioned he hails from the Reluctant series by Marla Josephs, specifically Forbidden, book two in the series, is his story.

Shelton Morrison has a strict and fast rule about not getting involved with his tenants. He doesn’t do it. It’s bad for business. But, his latest tenant is definitely testing his resolve. She isn’t just living in one of his various rental properties. She’s living in his upstairs apartment just a stairway away.
Savina Savagar is tired of her overbearing, male dominated family. She’s moved out and right into the upstairs apartment of her irresistible new landlord. Only, he seems determined to resist her. The more she gets to know him, the more she wants more than the friendship he is offering.

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I listened to the audiobook and it was a 5-star experience for me, especially listening to the delicious voice of DC Cole ❤ who was my guest for a chat in December.

I looove Shelton, he is my book boyfriend in this series. He caught my attention in book 1, and the close relationship he has with Fallon reminds me of a cousin of mine. I can’t say the same of Savina. She is nice and I like how all the Alpha overprotective men in her family are scared of her, but the way she acted sometimes just irked me. It doesn’t reflect on the story though, their journey to HEA is bumpy to say the least. Got some twists too where the author threw me for a loop which made it entertaining, keeping me engaged the whole time.
Mr. Cole did an amazing job as usual bringing the story to life and the characters feel so real. His voice is addictive, looking forward to more.

To learn about all the books and keep in touch with Ms. Josephs, check out the website,  the social media links below and if you chat with her, say hello from me 😉

One lucky reader will receive a copy of FORBIDDEN, courtesy of Ms. Josephs, in ebook or audio format, winner’s choice. Sexy Mr. Random will pick a winner from the comments after 3pm on Monday, February 5, 2018. GOOD LUCK!

Until next time read a book, listen to a book and don’t forget to show your love by leaving a review!

My Chat with Mike

Hello and welcome!

I met my next guest recently and he left a big impression. He is tucked away in my heart sigh… I want one…

What is your full name?
Michael Graham Rose, ma’am.

Do you have a nickname?
Just Mike, though Henri calls me Lionheart. he gives me this cheeky grins and I hope I am not drooling

What is one word best describes you?
Aside from Lionheart? That’s difficult. Hmm… let’s say protective.

Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
Nothing fancy. Cargo pants, an old t-shirt that says “I Like Big Guns” but the lettering is a bit faded. Looks a wee bit like, “I Like Big ’uns”. he gives a toothy grin and I can’t help but laugh

Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
Och aye, I’d have none other than Amy Jarecki write about my uncompromising, opinionated self.

What makes you laugh out loud?
Henri in the kitchen. That woman is an ace at many things, but give her fire and food and it’s never pretty.

What is your favourite dessert?
There’s nothing better than an old fashioned Scottish bun with raspberry filling. Mmm. he licks his lips
I have to check them out, I love anything raspberry.

What is your favourite drink?
That would be a wee dram of Tulibardine Whisky. Aye, straight up ’cause anything else would spoil the taste.

What is your greatest fear?
Dunna tell Henri, but I’m a bit squeamish with heights.
Aaaah I remember the jump from the cliff, I still shudder thinking about it.

What is your favourite colour?
I’d have to say blue—the colour of Oban Bay on a sunny afternoon.

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
he leans back and rubs a hand down his massive chest What do you reckon I wear, lass?
I reckon… nothing? The way he says ‘lass’… I am melting…

What is the perfect romantic date?
That would be eating takeaway Chinese in the whirlpool bath in my townhouse, overlooking Oban Bay. Candles, good wine, and…ah…you can read about it in Chapter Thirty-Four.
I did and it was very romantic … and hot 😉

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
I’m a Scot. I’m a spy and an SAS officer. That means I cannot be tickled. Just dunna touch me on the flank…especially if you want to keep your nose in the middle of your face.

What’s your favourite smell? What does it remind you of?
Jasmine, yes that’s it. Heady jasmine reminds me of Henrietta Anderson, wild and untamable.

When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
The woman. I’m a man. big shrug What can I say? Women are interesting. I walk into a room, the first thing I do is ensure there’s no threat. The second? Scan for females.

Do you have somebody in your life now?
Och aye I do. Eagle Eyes pinned me down for life in BODY SHOT. That woman is a hellcat through and through.
And a good match for you 😀

What is one word best describes her?
Exotic. Badass. Hell, that’s two…so shoot me.
Errr… I think not. I rather not get into Eagle Eyes’ crosshairs LOL and I agree, I really like her!

Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
Aye, all the books in the series are stand-alone. HUNT FOR EVIL is book one and establishes ICE, the International Clandestine Enterprise located 45 meters under a glacier in Iceland. Mine is BODY SHOT, book two, but not number two. If you ask me it’s the best in the whole series. Next will be MACH ONE, releasing January 2nd, with Aussie pilot Luke Fox and the mysterious Mia with no last name. I’m anxious to discover the trouble Fox dives into when he’s sent to Mexico to destroy the evilest drug cartel on the planet.

I am looking forward to “Mach One”. Thank you Mike for chatting with me, hugs to Henri. I really, really like her, so take good care of each other.

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Thanks for joining us and I hope you enjoyed the chat.

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As Mike mentioned, he hails from Body Shot, book 2 in the ICE : International Clandestine Enterprise series by one of my fave authors, Amy Jarecki. Check out his picture shared by Amy 😉

She has every right to feel venomous resentment…

Convicted of a murder she didn’t commit, sniper Henri Anderson suffers two years of hard time before she’s given a choice—accept an unknown assignment offered by a seedy foreign dignitary or head for home. The decision took all of two seconds. At least that’s what she thinks, until a mysterious Scottish man shows up and offers a deal sweet enough to tempt a saint.

But has the rugged blue-eyed closer met his match?

Annoyed that ICE is wasting his time by sending him to Utah to recruit a talented soldier who has already turned them down, secret agent, Mike Rose, has no intention of failing. He’s a tough guy with more persuasion in his hard stare than most people manage with an oration. Disarmed by a woman who’s not only tenacious, she’s downright stunning, Mike tempts Henri with something even a hardened Delta Force sniper can’t refuse. And once she’s hooked, Mike thinks he’s done—can go back to covert ops working alone. But Henri isn’t a woman who’s easy to forget. And when she’s snared by the clutches of the very man who framed her for murder, the big Scot will sell his soul to save her.

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The ICE series is quite different from the Highlander stories I listened to from the author and so worth reading/listening to.

You can read my 5-star review for Hunt for Evil audiobook here.

My review for Body Shot audiobook:

“excellent”
Overall 5 stars; Performance 5 stars; Story 5 stars
The first book in the series was a 5-star listen, this one is too and so much more. Maybe because Mike picked my interest in book 1, and Mr. Froomkin brought him to life with passion, his Scot brogue is to die for *sigh* his voice is so versatile it was a pleasure to listen. Kept pressing rewind on some scenes 😀
Ms. Jarecki pairs Mike, an Alpha male with a warm heart and Henri, a fearless, determined woman and they do get their HEA, the journey is exciting, suspenseful, mixed with some hawt scenes.
This will go onto my relisten list for sure.
I can’t wait for book 3!

MACH ONE, book 3, is releasing on January 2, 2017.

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Just looking at the mysterious and stunning woman brings trouble.

But former Australian Airforce pilot Luke Fox isn’t the type to shirk away from a challenge. When ICE sends him in undercover to take down the most notorious drug cartel in Mexico, he’s not planning to encounter tempting and complex Mia. Further, Luke believes the woman to be part of the drug lord’s gang…until he uncovers the truth.

Intrigued by the cartel’s new pilot, she takes reckless risks.

Kidnapped when she was a child, Mia has lived her life in fear under the roof of a cold and heartless tyrant. Though she knows the punishment for her curiosity, she cannot help but seek to learn more about the new man who is so different from the others–and he’s the only one who’s not afraid to talk to her.

As forbidden romance sizzles, they face the most dangerous challenge of their lives.

Luke must complete his mission, but the stakes have just quadrupled. Shocked by the brutal truth, he refuses to end it without taking Mia with him. As the enemy closes in, all seems lost. Who saves whom in his fast-paced, heart-stopping struggle of good against evil?

Preorder links found here.

Ms. Jarecki loves hearing from her readers and can be contacted through her website. She can also be found on Facebook and Twitter. If you do chat with her, say hello from me 😀

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If you missed my chat with Ms. Jarecki check it out, and I also had a chat with a few other hunks: Hugh in September 2016, William in July 2016, Calum in July 2015
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To start you on the journey into the series, Ms. Jarecki is giving away to everyone who reads this blog a free copy of HUNT FOR EVIL, can be downloaded thru InstaFreebie by clicking on this link. HAPPY READING!

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My Chat with Ethan *sigh*

Hello and welcome!

I am so excited for you to meet one of my recent book boyfriends, he is warm hearted, overprotective alpha and a good sense of humour.

Please welcome Ethan!

What is your full name?
Ethan Fauchere

Do you have a nickname?
No. I don’t. I think I’m the only one who doesn’t.

What one word best describes you?
Well, I guess that would depend on who’s doing the describing. his mischievous grin is killing me But, okay. One word? I’ll just say fun.
That you are!

Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
Oh, man. I didn’t dress fancy. Jeans and a t-shirt doesn’t sound chic. But, they’re really nice jeans with a really soft t-shirt. Want to feel?
Is the sky blue?
Oh that is really soft!
I am shamelessly taking advantage of the opportunity 😉

Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
Yeah, for the most part. I think she tones me down a bit. She doesn’t let me get too wild. But, otherwise, it’s pretty spot on.

What makes you laugh out loud?
Oh, man. What doesn’t? he laughs I’m a pretty easy-going guy that laughs easily. But, getting Lela, Jordan, Daisy, or any of the crew riled up is pretty funny. I do that a lot.
I know, you do like to stir things up, I enjoyed your antics.

What is your favourite dessert?
he laughs a naughty laugh You mean of the food variety? Hm, okay. I’d have to go with chocolate if I’m sharing. Sharing chocolate can get interesting. But, for me personally, I like lemon flavors. Doesn’t really matter what.

What is your favourite drink?
Well, if I go by what I drink the most, I’d have to say tea. I really like tea.

What is your greatest fear?
That’s an interesting question. I’m not really a fearful guy. I’ve been frightened before, of course. But …yeah. I don’t know. The only thing that comes to mind is driving down the street and having the front wheels of my car fall off for no reason. I actually have these thoughts sometimes while driving. Makes no sense, but I do. he laughs That sounds silly. Of course, I’m concerned about the safety of the team whenever we’re in dangerous situations. But, I don’t think I have time to actually fear anything then. I’m too busy trying to keep myself and everyone else safe.

What is your favourite colour?
Emerald. I just love that color.

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
Um…well. Let’s just say I don’t own any pajamas.
I bet you don’t.

What is the perfect romantic date?
The perfect romantic date is the one you create for the person you’re with. Everyone is different. But, when you really know what she likes, and she doesn’t have to tell you, she will know you planned it just for her. And, it will be the perfect date.
How can I not fall in love with him? SIGH

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
I’m not that ticklish. I do have a couple of places, but I’m not telling.

What’s your favourite smell? What does it remind you of?
You sure are making this hard to keep PG. I grin at him Let’s see. I’d have to say maybe the smell of fresh baked pastries in the morning. You know how the streets in Paris used to smell when all of the patisseries were baking all the pastries for the day? That’s the smell I love. It reminds me of home.
Oh I love that smell! I used to work in a French restaurant and loved the opening shift because the baking was done early in the morning mmmm

When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
Lots of things. I think though that maybe the eyes and smile get me the most. Yeah, I think I’d better stick with the eyes and smile just to be on the safe side.
his eyes sparkle with mischief

Do you have somebody in your life now?
Yes. I do.

What is one word that best describes her?
Wow, only one word? I’m going to have to go with perfect then.

Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
Yes. Under Suspicion is actually the first book of a new spin-off series. And, it is the first one where I am one of the main characters. But, I am in all of the other books from the original series as well. I’m not one of the two main characters, but I feel like everyone on the team are all main characters. I love this gig and will be around as long as everyone wants me here.

As far as the future of the series, I don’t know specifics. But, I know there are more books coming in both series. We are working on them now. The main Alexander Ranch series will still follow Lela and Jordan as the main characters. But, my understanding is that this new series, Alexander Consulting and Investigations, will still focus on a specific case in each book, but the main characters, or the ones being focused on will change.

Thank you so much Ethan for joining me today, I am looking forward to reading on your future antics. Hugs to Sasha.

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Thanks for joining us and I hope you enjoyed the chat.

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As Ethan mentioned, he hails from Under Suspicion, book 1 of Alexander Security and Investigations Series by Marla Josephs, a spinoff from the Alexander Ranch Series.

Ethan’s story is finally here in this spin off series from Marla Josephs’ Alexander Ranch series. The team is still fighting crime and solving cases with a few new faces. This case has Ethan working with Sasha to find out who is harassing a teacher at the local school and trying to frame their client. Or, is their client guilty? As the letters turn from harsh accusations to hostile threats, the team must work fast to solve this one before someone gets hurt.

You can read an excerpt here. I hope you give this book a chance, I promise, you will enjoy it.

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I listened to the audiobook and I wish I could give more than 5 stars

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Overall – 5 stars
Performance – 5 star
Story – 5 stars

I want an Ethan 😉 

I am in love with Ethan, the hero of this story. It is my first book from Ms. Josephs and I know it is not the last. I am impressed by her style, the story is captivating, keeping me in suspense till the twist when we find out who is behind all the bad stuff happening and OMG you will not believe who it is. While the investigation is happening we have Ethan and Sasha meeting and let me tell you, the sparks are flying. Him, overprotective alpha with a funny side, her, spunky and independent. Good match! Love the light paranormal but realistic touch, I hope the series continues because I want more.
Told by one of my fave voices, a recent addition, Mr. Cole is perfect for the story. Loooove the voice he gave Ethan, warm with quiet strength you can’t help but notice it, just like the hero. A must listen!

After listening to this story, I had to go and check out the original series, I have to tell you, I devoured them and I am itching to listen to more!

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To learn about all the books and keep in touch with Ms. Josephs, check out the website,  the social media links below and if you chat with her, say hello from me 😉

One lucky reader will receive a copy of UNDER SUSPICION, courtesy of Ms. Josephs, in ebook or audio format, winner’s choice. Sexy Mr. Random will pick a winner from the comments after 3pm on Monday, December 4, 2017. GOOD LUCK!

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P.S. Mark your calendar! DC Cole is coming for a chat on December 15, 2017 SQUEEEEE

My Bday Surprise!

As I trudge down the walkway towards my workplace, I reflect on how this is supposed to be my birthday. No one should have to go to work on the anniversary of the day they were born. It should be declared a national holiday for at least one, right? No such luck. Well, there is no help for it; bills need to be paid, so in I go.

Halfway into the building it begins to sleet and I race the last few steps towards the entrance of the building before I get wet. As I close the door behind me, I lean back against it and give a sigh of relief. I made it before any harm was done. It seems this is not going to be my day. I can only imagine the workload that is waiting for me. It is then that I notice that a puddle of water surrounds the cubicle that I call my office. I want to cry. There is water raining down from the ceiling, onto my chair and the floor that surrounds it. Luckily, that does not include my computer, or the tasks that were piled up beside it for me to do. Those things are safe, which means I will be able to work, but from where?

Eniko,” my boss’ assistant waves to me from the other end of the building to catch my attention.

I frown, but say nothing, as I have found it is something safer that way. I might be feeling borderline schizoid today, but I am not quite ready to blow quite yet. I walk to where she is standing, and she smiles nervously at me, as she points to the door of an actual office that no one ever uses.

You will be working in here today because of the water problem over your work area.”

What else can go wrong is the first question I ask myself. Well, maybe out of sight will mean out of mind will play a factor with the staff and I will actually get some work done. I am about to find out. I open the door ever so slightly, poke my head into the room, and do a double take. The room is partially hidden by a screen of flowering vines that strikes a memory in me of another place and time. There is soft music flowing through the air, and the scent of pine mixed with that of the exotic flowers. I grin and wonder if anyone else knows about this. I check, looking from one side to another. No one is watching to see what I am doing, or for a reaction from me. They are more concerned with the leak in the ceiling where I would normally work.

Star-Flower

I walk up to the flowers and close my eyes in ecstasy as I take a deep breath in to catch their fragrance. It is heavily mixed with pine, but the sense that I have smelled them before lingers in my mind. Ah yes! Star Flowers! Remember where I smelled them before? Check it out here.

I stand straight, remove my coat and stop short, as someone from behind me covers my eyes with a hand. I gasp loudly, as I am pressed back against a chest that feels like marble. My coat falls from my fingers, as a soft baritone voice flows through my mind, and the touch of breath tickles my ear.

You must not peek, my lady, or you will ruin your birthday surprise.

I feel suddenly giddy, as I wonder who could have arranged this so neatly, and for some reason I am not at all frightened. I can tell this person will not hurt me. I smile as he guides me around the wall that hid the rest of the room, and I get the impression we are not alone. We come to a stop, and he once again whispers against my ear. “Brace yourself, it will seem very bright in the room at first. You will take a few moments to get used to the difference. If you feel you need extra support, know I am here for you. All you need to do is say something and I will come to your aid.

It may be for the best if you don’t go too far,” I agreed.

The man takes his hands away from my eyes and, he is right, I am momentarily blinded by the sunlight in the room as it shines brightly through the windows. There is only forest out there though; again I can only wonder how that happened. I turn to ask, but the words die on my lips as I take in the scene before me. The walls are a light blue marble, the furniture rich and so comfortable looking. There are potted plants everywhere, looking like they were place indiscriminately around, yet they belonged where they sat. I look further and there is a man reclining on a couch in an alcove, as he watches me. Then he smiles widely as if inviting me closer.

Welcome Eniko, and Happy Birthday. We were told from a reliable source that this is a very special day for you,” the man on the couch addresses me. Something tells me he isn’t what he appears to be. He has done something to disguise his body, but not by much.

His hair is blond, his eyes a greyish blue, his chest… Oh yes, his chest… it is naked to the eyes, and I feast upon it. He is wearing trousers and a cape that is clamped at his throat with a jewelled catch. His arms are decorated with golden cuffs, decorated in Elven scroll. That is what I am sensing about him, he is an Elf, but his ears are missing their points. I wonder why.

Come sit with me, my name is Alexyndhe, and I will remove the glamour I placed on my ears, so you know what is real, and what is not.” He spoke.

Within moments the points appear on his ears, and I find myself drawn to him. I sit on the couch beside him and reach out to touch the edges of his ears. “They are real,” I breathe out in awe.

I look at Alexyndhe and his eyes are closed, even as his lips are parted as if in ecstasy. He sighs softly as I remove my hand and his voice rumbles with passion as he makes his objection known. “Don’t stop, your touch is like the softest of silk. It is sweet, and my soul yearns for more of the same.

The second Elf comes laden with glasses and a carafe filled with wine, and then places it all on a small table before us. His voice is smooth and warm , “My name is Cyran. Is there anything else we can do for you on this day?

Anything?” I can hear a slight squeak in my voice, and it has a wobble to it that doesn’t belong to me. Cyran is slightly darker than the first, his eyes are green, and his dark hair flows over his shoulders in silken sheaths. I feel a need to touch it, to feel the texture run over my fingers.

As my hand reaches for him, he steps closer, and my fingers come into contact with the skin on his chest. He feels like he is made of marble, just as I thought Alexyndhe’s chest was when I saw it. I look back at the light Elf and he takes my second hand into his, to place it upon his chest, as he smiles gently and speaks in a quiet manner. “On this day, anything you want can be yours.

Anything?” My voice quivers, and it sounds breathless even to me as I repeat the word in a questing manner.

Anything,” Cyran confirms. “We are at your command, and your wish is our desire.

Am I glad I went to work today!

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Don’t ask what happened next, because I don’t kiss and tell. Besides… I know you have good imaginations and you know me 😉

My many thanks to the reliable source, you know me too well XOXO

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My Chat with Michael

Hello and welcome!

Today my guest is somebody I met recently and oh boy did he leave an impression.

Please welcome Michael!

What is your full name?
Michael Zorn. Come to think of it, my parents never gave me a middle name. he chuckles I guess I was destined from the start to appreciate efficiency.

Do you have a nickname?
My younger brothers Eli and Nick have tried to give me certain nicknames over the years.  he clears his throat Most of them have started with the word, “ass.” You know, asshole, asswipe, that sort of thing.
What are brothers for, right? LOL

What is one word best describes you?
Focused. *grins* I like to give all my projects my, um, undivided attention.

Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
Pretty much what I wear most days. Faded jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt and my favorite Timberland work boots. Does my tool belt count? My girlfriend Emily says it’s the sexiest thing in my wardrobe but I’m still trying to figure that one out.

Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
Michael frowns I think Ms. Leo spent too much time talking about my muscles. Emily told me that’s the best part of the book. Personally, I think the author should have spent more time talking about our tile installation in Emily’s kitchen. Did you see the placement of the grout? Those lines were pristine. I would have dedicated a whole chapter to that grout.
I can barely hold my grin back I think Ms. Leo did it right, muscles are yum, grout not so much I wink

What makes you laugh out loud?
Two words: Property Brothers. I hate that show.

What is your favourite dessert?
Oh, man. Emily is known for her soups but she’s got a talent with sweets as well. She makes these Nanaimo bars that are so delicious my eyes roll back in my head just thinking of them. he has this dreamy smile… sigh One of these days, I might just ask her to wear that chocolate for me.

What is your favourite drink?
I’m a man of simple tastes. Give me a cold beer on a hot day and I’m happy.

What is your greatest fear?
A shadow crosses Michael’s face Since you read A Good Man, you know about the incident I was involved in last year. It was a bad moment in my life and it’s taken me a long time to deal with my feelings. Luckily, because of Emily, I can now. What happened that day … well, let’s just say my greatest fear would be something like that happening to Em. I don’t think I’d ever recover from that.

What is your favourite colour?
Michael’s eyebrow arches Eniko, do I look like the sort of man who has a favorite color?
I arch my eyebrow at him I have to pick one? Okay, green. Em’s eyes are green.

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
And again, I ask, Eniko, do I look like the sort of man who wears anything to bed? winks
I had to ask, readers want to know this kind of stuff 😀

What is the perfect romantic date?
I’m not much of a fine dining kind of guy. The best day I ever had with Emily was a day she planned at the Toronto Islands. We went on the ferry boat, toured the islands on a tandem bike and ate burgers. It was an awesome day and it ended in the best possible way, with her in my bed.
Oh I haven’t been there in more than 20 years, I should plan a visit with my son next summer.

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
I’m not telling. No, seriously, Eniko. Back up. Put that finger away! Do not tickle me under my arm! Do not. manly giggles as I tickle him Stop, woman. Please, you’re killing me. Oh, my God. Do you want to see a grown man cry?
OK OK I’ll stop, just don’t cry 😛

What’s your favourite smell? What does it remind you of?
Emily makes this one soup that is so delicious. It’s her Spicy Thai Soup. She served it to me when we were, um, just starting to flirt with each other. It smelled so good, full of lime and lemongrass. Every time I smell it now, I think of that night and how we almost kissed.

When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
I know it might sound dumb but I think I fell a little bit in love with Em even before I met her. We had been trading emails about her appearance on Handymen. Her enthusiasm and warmth just made me feel so good and so happy. Don’t get me wrong. I love a curvy figure as much as the next guy but if there’s no substance behind it, I lose interest.

I know what it is since I already read the book, but can you elaborate more on Handymen for our readers?
Well, that’s the DIY TV show that I host with my two brothers on the Inspiration Network. We help families realize their home renovation dreams. Emily was one of our guests, her and her douchebag fiancé. Sorry… did I say that out loud? What I meant to say was … never mind. I meant “douchebag.”
You can say it, and yes he was… what an ass…

Do you have somebody in your life now?
Bashful smile I guess I’ve mentioned Emily a lot, huh? She’s awesome. I love her. We’re getting married, you know? She said, “yes.” I’m the luckiest man in the world.
I heard and congrats to both of you!

What is one word that best describes her?
Persistent. I love that about her. She never gave up on me, even when I pushed her away. Oh, and she has the best smile. It lights up a room.  he laughs I guess that’s way more than one word, huh?

Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
You bet! My book, A Good Man, is book 1 of the Handymen series. From what I understand, Ms. Rosanna Leo has been snooping around my brother Eli lately. I hear she has some adventures in store for him. Oh, and you know we can’t leave our youngest brother Nick out of the fun. I can’t wait to see him get what’s coming to him! And I hear there might even be a surprise hero in this series. I guess you’ll all just have to read and follow Ms. Leo for details! I won’t give her secrets away … not even if you tickle me.
No more tickling, crying men are just not something I can handle LOL I am looking forward to reading their stories too and I hope we get news on you two also.

Thank you Michael for taking the time to chat with me, sending hugs to Em!

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Thanks for joining us today and I hope you enjoyed the chat.

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As Michael mentioned, he hails from A Good Man, book 1 of Handymen series by one of my fave authors, Rosanna Leo.

Today is release day! Congrats Ms. Leo!!!

Not only is Michael a star on a successful home improvement show, he’s also seen as a local hero. But no one knows about the demons he carries inside him ever since the day he risked his life to save others. All the accolades and honors only make the memories stronger and the pain unbearable. He would do anything to be able to forget, to put his past behind him and move on. Michael takes on a new home improvement project, convinced it’s the perfect distraction. Little did he know that Emily, the woman who’s supposed to be nothing more than a client, would turn out to be a huge distraction…and engaged. While Emily battles with her own personal problems, Michael is determined to keep his distance. The last thing he needs is woman trouble. But when it becomes clear that the attraction is mutual, he realizes staying away from her is not an option. Now Michael needs to decide if he’s willing to risk exposing his weakness, and his heart…by giving in to temptation.

Here is a taste… and you will see why it was so easy to fall in love with him 😉

“Come with me. I want to show you something.”
“Sounds mysterious.”
“I will admit I was keeping this a secret, but I’ve made an executive decision to break with Handymen tradition.”
“What will Lacey think?”
“Let’s not go there.” He brought her upstairs, to the room that used to be the master bedroom, the one where several crew members stowed their belongings most days. Michael opened the door. At the far end of the empty room sat a large object, covered in a long tarp. “I’ve been working on something for you.”
“You mean other than renovating my house?”
He grinned. “Remember those old family photos Lacey borrowed from you?”
“Yeah. She said they wanted to include a montage of old pictures in the show introduction.”
“That might have been a slight fabrication. I just needed a way to get some photos from you. Anyway, I was saving this for the big reveal, but I think I want to show you now.” He grabbed the edge of the tarp and pulled, revealing the object hidden beneath it.

It was an old wooden ladder, one he’d found months ago at a salvage yard. He’d decided to repurpose it, turning it into a set of frames for the old photos they’d borrowed. Faces now smiled out from the six gaps between the rungs. Nonna Olivia hugging two blond children, Emily and her brother. Nonna Olivia and her husband on their wedding day. Six photos in total, all part of the heritage Emily so treasured. He hoped she’d like the rustic look of the ladder. Rather than sanding and painting it, he’d left it rough and worn, so that it looked as if it might have been sitting in Nonna Olivia’s toolshed, just waiting to be used. All Michael had done was affix the appropriate hooks and backings and had blown all the photos up to sizes that would fit the spaces.
Emily gazed upon her grandmother’s face. Her chest heaved. She blinked once, then twice. All at once, big, fat tears began to roll down her cheeks. “Michael, it’s…”
“I hope you don’t mind I used the photos. I thought it might be nice for you to have mementos of your grandmother in the finished store.”
“Oh.” Her hand covered her mouth but it shook so much she was unsuccessful at covering her open mouth.
“I hope you like it. You’ve had a shitty week and I thought you could use a pick-me-up. I was supposed to keep quiet about it, so maybe you could keep it under your hat until—”
Emily threw herself at him and wrapped her arms around his torso, cutting off his words and his breath. Only when he hugged her back did he realize how hard she was quivering.
She wasn’t just crying about the old photos.
“It’s okay, Em. Let it out, sweetheart.”
The collar of his shirt grew wet but he didn’t care. Wardrobe had tons of shirts. Besides, she felt good in his arms, all soft and warm. He rubbed her shoulders and the back of her waist, exploring and familiarizing himself with her luscious body. He breathed, drinking in her scent. His nasal cavities had never known such bliss. It was like that first clear breath after a long period of congestion. His fingers were pretty happy too, enjoying the give of her womanly body. It was all he could do not to slide them down, cup her sweet ass, and pull her up against him.
Just not while she was crying over another man.
She lingered in his arms and he did nothing to push her away. In fact, it surprised him how badly he wanted to keep her there, so much so that when Emily finally extricated herself, he wanted to pull her back into his embrace. Instead, he wiped her cheeks of the remaining tears.
“The makeup ladies are going to kill me for making you cry.”
It might have been his imagination, but her tears made her eyes appear even greener. In fact, her entire face seemed a riot of tempting color. Each shade called to him. The crushed roses in her cheeks. Her strawberry lips, so plump and moist. Even the doeskin brown of her freckles fascinated him to no end. He wanted to count them, to kiss and mark them all.
Kissing her made a whole lot of sense right now. Kissing her senseless seemed even better.

Emily’s eyes widened. Her lips parted in invitation. Michael paused, knowing it was wrong, even though every raised hair on his arms told him it was right.
As he debated with himself for a split second, she brushed her lips against his. It was quick and soft, hunger masquerading as something platonic. Even though a spectator might have called it a friendly kiss, he knew the truth. As brief as it may have been, he felt her yield to him, even if just a little.
From the startled look in her eye, Emily knew it too.
She took a step back. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“You’re right. I should have been the one to do it.” Michael licked his lips. “Your lips really do taste like strawberries.”
“Michael, I can’t.”
“I think you just did.”
“You know what I mean.” She waved her hand between their two torsos. “This. I can’t do this.”
“What? Point at my chest?”
“You’re teasing me.”
“Maybe a little. Listen, Em, I understand. As unexpected as that kiss was, as much as I want to taste your lips again, I know it’s too soon.”
“It’s too much, too soon.”
He reached for her hand. “I get it. It’s okay.”
“Thank you.”
“But that doesn’t mean I won’t be spending all my waking hours waiting for the moment I can make it happen again.”
“Michael.”
“Don’t worry. I’d never force the matter. Besides, I enjoyed having you thrust yourself at me.”
“Are you ever going to let me live it down?”
“Not in this century, sweetheart.”

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My review:
5-stars
Heartfelt and realistic, this story is compelling in many ways. It deals with heartbreak, loss, consequences to actions in life, but most of all… HOPE… that it will be ok and also LOVE… a powerful force that can conquer and heal.
It is hard not to fall in love with Michael, strong yet vulnerable, humble and loyal, protective to the core. No wonder Emily falls for him, and she is a strong woman, loyal, warm. Ms. Leo made a perfect match, he helps heal her broken heart, she helps heal his spirit.
I am looking forward to the next stories, especially Eli’s, who caught my attention in this book.

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I hope you give this book a chance, I promise, you will enjoy it. I can’t wait to add the paperback to my treasure shelf, check out that cover 😉

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My Chat with Charlie!

Hello and welcome!

OOOOH you are going to looove my guest today!

I met him recently and oh boy he took me on some really naughty adventures.

Please welcome Charlie!

Charlie

What is your full name?
Charles Edward Handcock

Do you have a nickname?
Charlie

What is one word that best describes you?
Awesome? But that can come across as a little cocky… So how about tenacious?

Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
My airline uniform. I know… Boring, but it’s true. Gotta make a living. I’m just about to board a flight to L.A.
A pilot uniform? Boring? I think not YUM

Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
For the most part, yes. At times, she may have gone overboard with feelings, especially in the most recent book, which she plans to publish at the end of October or early November. Sure, shit really hit the fan for me, and I reached a new low, but… Whatever. I was a bit out of it. Maybe she wasn’t too far off, but I’m not too pleased with the way she described it all.

What makes you laugh out loud?
Bloopers. I always watch movies all the way to the end of the credits, just in case directors decided to include bloopers. There’s something about top-notch actors messing up, then laughing at themselves.

What is your favourite dessert?
I don’t have much of a sweet tooth. Whiskey or great sex would be my answer.

What is your favourite drink?
I’m not a picky drinker. I’ll drink what people give me, but if I’m celebrating something important, I’ll have Irish Whiskey, Knappogue Castle if I can find it.

What is your greatest fear?
I can’t say that I have one that rules my life. Like most people, I’m not a big fan of public speaking, and dying isn’t something I’m looking forward to, but I’m not “afraid” of those things. I’ll go with animals that could kill me, like bears or poisonous snakes.

What is your favourite colour?
I’ve never really settled on one. When I was a kid, I loved red. Then I went through a blue phase. Now, I’d have to say the variety of colors in my mysterious stewardess’s eyes. I can’t give it a name, unfortunately, but the color of her irises is my answer.

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
Nothing. I like to sleep naked.

What is the perfect romantic date?
I’m not picky. There’s nothing wrong with dinner and a movie, as long as it’s followed by a long love-making session.

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
Can’t say that I am.

What’s your favourite smell? What does it remind you of?
I can think of several smells I really like. One particular woman’s arousal scent comes to mind (the one I met in Spain), but you’re probably asking for something else. Let me think… Apple pie? My late mother used to bake it. Freshly baked apple pie reminds me of her.

When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
Depends on which way she’s facing. I’m an ass guy mostly, but her face is important. Her eyes need to tell a story. I need to see there’s life and something worth discovering behind her expression.

Do you have somebody in your life now?
Yes. I’ve met not one but two incredible women, but we’re still getting to know one another. I want them to become a much more significant part of my life. So much so in fact that I’ve started taking French lessons, and I’ve significantly altered my lifestyle so I can make more time for both of them. The recent self-discoveries I made while in Spain affected me more than I thought possible.

What is one word that best describes her?
As I said, I’ve got two women, and I don’t want to ruin my story if you share this interview with people who haven’t read it yet, so I’ll be a little vague here.

The one I’ve been obsessed with the longest: mesmerizing.

The new one? I can’t just use one word. I have to go with these words: gorgeous and incredibly talented.

Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
Yes, The Stewardess’s Diary is an episodic novel, which contains ten parts, but the story doesn’t end there. At least I hope not! The author is giving me carte blanche, but I recently came across not one but two new diaries. The stuff my special ladies wrote in there… you wouldn’t believe it! Let’s just say that I’m ready to move heaven and earth to create the happy ending my ladies and I deserve.

Thank you so much Charlie for joining me today and looking forward to new adventures. Safe flight and blue skies!

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Thanks for joining us, hope you enjoyed the chat.

As Charlie mentioned he hails from The Stewardess’s Diary by S. M. Pratt. This is a serial, which usually I avoid getting into, but the story intrigued me when I discovered the second instalment in an Freeboksy email. This are not your usual serial, each story can stand on its own and can be read out of order. Since I like things in order I had to go back and get the 1st one too…

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He never expected a lost diary to unlock a world of adventure, mystery… and lust.

Charlie wasn’t prepared for a journey like this. The airline pilot opens his briefcase to find a beautiful leather-bound notebook: a diary. Inside its intricate pages, he discovers a captivating series of erotic encounters that progress from naive to reckless to ravenously sexy.

Charlie reads the diary from cover to cover much more than a few times. His obsession leads to a question: How can he possibly find this incredible stewardess? As Charlie crisscrosses the globe in his search, he finds his own opportunities to expand his sexual experiences. But can he ever find the one woman who sets his appetite on fire?

The Stewardess’s Diary is a steamy novel written in episodes.

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My Chat with Dax

Hello and welcome!

Today I have a delicious man in uniform I met a few weeks ago. Not HAVE-have, I meant here… for a chat… I wish sigh

Please welcome Dax!
Thank you Susan! You are brilliant, but you should have warned a gal you know? He is sooo gorgeous… no wonder Mac was dumbstruck at first sight LOL

AHEM I clear my throat and try to gather my runaway thoughts and I see him smile as if he knows the reaction he caused.

What is your full name?
Daxton Chambers

Do you have a nickname?
Dax

What is one word that best describes you?
Patient

Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
looks down at self Jeans. Black T-shirt. And if you must know… boxers Mack bought for me with a moose on them.
cheeky isn’t he? 😀

Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
She did a pretty good job, although I love how she nailed Mack’s personality and her tendency to ramble.
Yes, she made me like Mack a lot and laugh too.

What makes you laugh out loud?
Mackenzie. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing, or what kind of mood I’m in…my Mackenzie can always make me laugh with her rambling ways.

What is your favourite dessert?
Double chocolate brownies
Oh Brownies are among my faves too… so yummy… I got a friend to make some, because I am hopeless at baking, but love to eat them

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What is your favourite drink?
Lone Star Beer

What is your greatest fear?
Not being there for Mackenzie. I don’t worry about myself, necessarily, when I’m on duty, but I worry about what it would do to her if something happened to me.

What is your favourite colour?
Brown.

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
he grins Do you really want me to answer that? I think the fact that I’ve got a beautiful sensual woman sleeping next to me every night can tell you what I wear.

What is the perfect romantic date?
he rolls his eyes I’m not romantic. At all. But for Mackenzie I’ve learned to make the effort because she is a die-hard romantic. The other night I bought three dresses for Mackenzie to choose from. Left them on her bed and told her when I’d pick her up. I didn’t tell her where we were going. I wore my Ranger uniform, because she loves me in it, and we went out to a special spot my buddy Conor Paxton told me about. He’s a Game Warden and knows all the good hidey holes. We had a picnic and we danced to the song that was playing on the radio on our first date.
If that isn’t romantic, I don’t know what is… sigh

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
I’m not ticklish, and it drives Mackenzie crazy that I’m not.

What’s your favourite smell? What does it remind you of?
he gives me a naughty grin chocolate and whip cream…and I plead the fifth on what it reminds me of.
I am sure we can use our imagination for that… right ladies?

When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
One of the things that attracted me to Mackenzie was her honesty. And the way she says whatever she’s thinking. In my line of work I usually have to dig and dig and dig to get at the truth, but with Mack, I know exactly what she’s thinking at all times. It’s refreshing and I like the fact she doesn’t play games. If she’s mad at me for something, she tells me straight out. It’s refreshing and I couldn’t imagine ever being in love with someone who hides stuff from me. Hell, I couldn’t imagine being in love with anyone other than Mackenzie.

Do you have somebody in your life now?
As I think you probably know by now…yes. Mackenzie.

What is one word best describes her?
his smile is warm Refreshing.

Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
Yes. I was first. You know that saying, “save the best for last?” It’s bullcrap. he laughs Susan wrote the best story first, mine. I heard that she was just going to write about me and my law enforcement friends, but then the firefighters insisted on getting in on the action. So the series will ultimately be fifteen books long. Book number nine will be out in November 2017 and the others will continue after that.

I am looking forward to read your friends’ books. Thank you for your time, Dax. Hugs to Mac.

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Did you enjoy the chat? I hope you did. Thanks for joining us.

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Dax is the hero from Justice for Mackenzie, book 1 in the Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes by Susan Stoker.

Mack blinked, hoping she’d be able to see something…anything, but she remained as blind as she’d been since she’d first woken up. She struggled desperately to hold the scream inside.

A member of the famed Texas Rangers, Daxton Chambers has dealt with more than his share of depravity. But the Lone Star Reaper takes evil to a whole new level, kidnapping and burying women alive. It’s Dax’s job to help keep San Antonio safe, but even with help from friends in various law enforcement agencies, the killer remains two steps ahead. It’s hardly the ideal time for a relationship, but Mackenzie Morgan is too luscious to resist. Dax wants her–which makes her an instant target for his newfound enemy.

When the Reaper gets personal, it will take every ounce of Daxton’s considerable skill and training to keep Mack alive. ​

I listened to the audiobook narrated by Erin Mallon, who is becoming one of my fave voices.

My review:

“I want a Dax ;)”
Overall 5 stars •  Performance 5 stars • Story 5 stars
It was easy to fall in love with Dax. Kind, loyal, strong and with a big heart, no wonder he caught Mack’s heart. She is hilarious, clumsy and talks a lot, but that is what makes her endearing. She made me laugh out loud with her rambles. I loved that the story is about a second chance at HEA for an older couple than the usual 20something. Quite a trip these two have on the way to that though. I cried when he talked to her while watching her last minutes on the monitor, my heart almost stopped but it all ends well. Loved the friendship between Dax and his crew from different divisions and how they have each other’s backs. Looking forward to Cruz’s story.
Ms. Mallon really breathed life into the characters, the various voices distinct and the story flowed easily with the emotions clearly expressed. Very enjoyable listening experience.

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My Chat with Bestiale and Charmeur

Hello and welcome!

Get a cup or glass of something and make yourself comfortable, do I have a story to tell you, I am so excited!!! Keep reading!

A few days ago…

Thankful that I’d dressed for freezing conditions, I cast a look around the snow frosted landscape. I’d been waiting for Heather Rainier to arrive for the interview for the last several minutes.

The portal was right where she’d told me it would be, and my destination was obvious when I finally got up the guts to open my eyes. I’m not a fan of rollercoasters but that’s how the pit in my stomach felt for several minutes as I crossed the frozen ground and climbed the curving flights of steps leading to the castle. Even frozen, it was a beautiful sight, all capped with snow like frosting on a cake.

I admit to feeling a little cowardly about using the knocker on the massive front door without Heather at my side. She knew these guys…or at least knew they wouldn’t devour her on site. As a stranger showing up on their doorstep, would they show me the same consideration?

Purr-kitt?

The unmistakable feline inquiry made me twirl around, the snow and slush crunching under my boots as I turned. An elegant, pristinely white cat perched on a wide baluster nearby. She sat there, Sphinx-like, as if she knew her greeting would startle me, the minx. She blinked eyes which were the color of violets and her ears twitched when an icy wind tossed her silky fur about.

She stood and stretched as I came close and reached out to stroke her. Hello there, kitty. You wouldn’t happen to know the occupants of this castle well, would you?

Purr-kittshe replied, leaping into my arms and rubbing her chin against mine, as if she knew me already. She made herself comfortable in my arms and began to purr. The sound and deep vibration had a definite calming effect on me as I turned back to the door and eyed the knocker, a representation of the face of some ferocious beast. The thought of lifting it and knocking didn’t fill me with confidence. I really wanted to wait for Heather to arrive, since she’d set the interview up, but I was freezing my butt off, and surely the cat wanted inside, too.

As if in response, she meowed again. Her tone, not plaintive with cold, but instead reassuring, gave me the confidence to go for it. Later I could tell Heather, who must’ve gotten held up, that I’d taken her advice. Seize the day, baby!

Maybe it was my nerves, but the sound the knocker made against the beast’s face seemed to boom through the whole castle. Somewhere within the structure, a door slammed. The cat nonchalantly watched the door, while making biscuits on my arms. I took a deep breath. She had to live here and she looked really well cared for. Surely if they didn’t eat her they wouldn’t eat me.

The door was flung open. What— A shadow filled the door, like filled it to the top, and a frightening beast suddenly loomed out and spotted me. No, he definitely glowered at me. He had fangs. He yanked open the door farther, coming into the light, and revealing his huge clawed hands.

I did what any self-respecting sissy would do. I screamed. He winced, showing more of his fangs, and I screamed again, even louder. Beasts in theory are one thing. Beasts in reality are a whole different deal. Still screaming, I had enough presence of mind to notice that the cat rolled her beautiful violet eyes and leap into his arms.

He winced at my screaming, looking at me as if I was some crazy loon while clasping the cat to him. With a sigh, he looked at the cat and said, Fleur, one guest is all I can handle right now. This one looks like she enjoys talking, and I don’t want to talk to anyone.

Purrrrr-kitt, the cat replied, bounding to his shoulder so she could rub against the side of his head while she purred.

He looked at her with surprise. Heather sent her?

Rowr. She wacked him on the side of his head with her long tail. I had the impression she was telling him to get with the program.

Sorry, my manners, the beast said in a gravelly, almost painful sounding voice. Please come in… He lifted a brow expectantly.

Eniko. Pleased to…er…meet you. I extended my hand and he began to offer his, looked down at the claws, and put it behind his back. He tried to smile which only showed more fangs and then settled for bowing to me.

You may call me Bestialehe said as he beckoned me into the dark shadows of his domain. Fleur’s purring eased my nerves as I walked into his lair. With a wave of his huge hand, candlewicks flamed to life in holders all about the huge entry hall.

My brother, CharmeurBestiale said, gesturing to another beast, just as huge, yanking a velvet and brocade coat into place on his massive torso, tugging gently at lace sleeve cuffs as he approached and gave me a courtly bow. Bestiale’s fur was a dark brown, and Charmeur’s was a lighter color. As he came into the light, I realized it was a deep auburn color.

I nearly giggled as Charmeur winked at me. This one was as huge as his brother, but Charmeur was every bit the pussy cat Heather had promised me he would be. If he’d answered the door, I wouldn’t have started this interview out with hysterics. And then he smiled. Okay, so I would probably have screamed, because fangs!

Charmeur is mute, so I will speak for him. Bestiale didn’t look happy about having to converse with a stranger twice as much as necessary. Charmeur pointed at her and rubbed his arms, as if indicating I must be cold, and reached for my coat. After he’d hung it with my hat and gloves on a coat tree nearby, he beckoned me with a gesture that was elegant and courtly, despite the presence of razor sharp claws.

As we entered a receiving room, I noticed that Bestiale was hurriedly tying the stock on his shirt, shredding it dreadfully with his claws, cursing beneath his breath until Charmeur knocked his hands away and made quick work of wrapping it and tying a loose knot. Was Bestiale nervous about talking to someone? A stranger?

I waved a hand. Please don’t go to any trouble because of me.

It is no trouble. We both just came in from…a run.

A run?

Yes. It helps…to run…sometimes. Please, have a seat near the fire. It will warm you. He cleared his throat. Mademoiselle Eniko—

Just Eniko, is fine… Bestiale. I know my arrival has caught you off guard. Heather was supposed to be here with me but something must’ve happened to delay her. She said she’d cleared this with Selena. I used one of her fae portals to get here.

A deep growl rumbled in Bestiale’s chest until Charmeur whacked him, cutting the scary sound off. He looked at his brother for several moments and then nodded. Selena failed to mention this to us. The fae enchantress is punishing—

A sudden draft whistled down the chimney, and blew sparks out of the fireplace, where they quickly faded to cinders. Charmeur’s furry brows shot up and he made a slashing motion across his throat with his clawed hands.

Bestiale nodded at him and then looked at me once more. Selena failed to mention your visit. We already have another visitor.

You do? I asked, excitedly, rising from my seat, but neither of them looked inclined to share my excitement. Can I meet her? Please?

Bestiale breathed deep and then let out a long sigh. I’m afraid she has locked herself in her room. She will not speak to us.

I glanced at Charmeur, and the last of my hesitancy or fear about interviewing them dissipated at the tender look of longing in his eyes, as he gazed toward the ceiling. But he looked sad, too, as he rested his chin in his clawed hand, and looked to us once more.

That seemed like the best place to start and I opened my notebook that contained my list of questions. Could you tell me about your visitor?

He hesitated and looked at Charmeur and Fleur, who crowded close to him. Finally he looked at me. Angel is beautiful. Her hair is a mass of wavy red locks. She smells very…good. And she has this way of looking at you…

Like she can see into your souls? I offered, letting my romantic side show a little.

No, well yes, I suppose.

But that’s not what you meant? I’m sorry. Please tell me?

She has this way of looking at you, and you know you’re in big trouble. We got that look right before we left for our run. Right before you arrived. He paused and then nodded and said, Charmeur hopes you didn’t have to wait long at the entry before I answered. You looked cold. We didn’t know you were here.

I shook my head, impressed by their thoughtfulness. I didn’t wait long. And the fire has already warmed me. So why is Angel mad at you?

Bestiale gazed at the fire and then said, She would like to go home but she can’t. And we can’t let her go. It’s not up to us—He glanced between Charmeur and Fleur who were leaning close to him and then finally said out loud. Stop talking at the same time! You’re making my head ache. I know! I know! Not youhe added to me. They were clamoring at me.

I blinked wide. Clamoring? Then I remembered Heather had told me Charmeur and Fleur communicated telepathically with Bestiale, since neither could speak. And I remembered that she’d also said they might be limited in what they could say about certain subjects. Evidently that fae was having some fun at their expense. Sparks sprang up in the fireplace again and I decided to veer to safer subjects.

Where do you sleep?

We have chambers in the castle towers.

So you sleep in beds like men? Oh that came out way worse than I’d intended. I mean, you choose to sleep indoors rather than outside?

He didn’t seem to take any offense. The first few years, I didn’t care where I slept. Outside, inside, it was all the same endless torture of winter. But Fleur complained when I slept outside, saying it made me look wild, and that I’d never… Just suffice it to say she was afraid no one would want to have anything to do with me if I didn’t look at least modestly civilized. I suppose she was right. Angel would’ve been much more frightened of us if I’d confronted her with an unclothed and unkempt appearance. Of course, Charmeur, he said, indicating his brother, never gave in to the wildness. He’s much more conscious of his clothing and appearance, and his former humanity. He is more courtly than I am. Fleur has her own chamber but has fully embraced her feline nature and will nap in your lap if you let her, or anywhere else she has a mind to.

Do you sleep in night clothes?

Bestiale shook his head, showing no trace the question was too personal. I liked to ask such questions in interviews because you never knew what the interviewee would say, and sometimes it helped to break the ice or take the conversation in a fun direction. Such didn’t seem to be the case until I noticed Charmeur shake his head and then sweep his hands across his torso as he half reclined on the chaise he sat upon. He gave her a half shrug and winked at her. Of course he slept in the nude.

Then Bestiale said, Our fur is very thick and warm, so additional clothing is simply for effect. In the nude doesn’t feel like ‘in the nude’ when you’re covered in fur.

Interesting. What is your favorite color? Bestiale, you go first.

Bestiale paused and then said, A clear blue… He rubbed his callused thumb against the rough surface of his fingers as if searching for the right words. With just a tiny hint of green. The color of Angel’s eyes. It changes with her emotions, growing stormy and darker when she’s upset with us—with me.

I wanted to reach out to him, to reassure him. I had a feeling Heather would work it out so he would see what Angel’s blue-green eyes looked like when she was happy as well.

I looked to Charmeur and Fleur. What about you?

The answer was almost instantaneous in coming, as Bestiale said, Red, the color of Angel’s hair. It is lovely and dark. We find red very appealing.

I’ll bet, I replied, feeling a faint blush cross my cheeks at the naughty smile on Charmeur’s face as he looked up at the ceiling again, before making eye contact with me. He held up his hand, and by magic, a rose at the peak of blooming sparkled to existence in his hand, the petals a lovely dark red with a hint of mahogany. He offered it to me and nodded when I took it. It was mine to keep.

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How lovely. Thank you. It isn’t very often you’re offered a magical rose and I wasn’t about to turn him down. I carefully placed it beside me and scanned my list of questions.

I’d wanted to ask them what word best described them. Sitting with them now, their very names were self-explanatory, but some instinct pushed at me and I asked them anyway.

Bestiale took his time in answering and I was glad I asked when he said, Worried. Maybe resigned?

Could you elaborate?

Worried that not only is Angel mad at us right now, furious, in fact. I’m also worried that she may be trapped her with us for all eternity, through no fault of her own. And I’m resigned because I’ve accepted that we may be in these forms for all eternity. I see no way forward for any of us. Who could love this? he asked, holding up his hands and gesturing to his large and animalistic features. She is right to be fearful of us, especially me. I am socially inept, as you’ve probably guessed.

I shrugged. I don’t know about that. You do all right.

He gazed at his brother and then looked back at me. Evidently his brother had reminded him of his manners. Thank you for saying that.

Shared communication didn’t seem to take long, because a moment later he said,  Charmeur asks me to tell you that he is hopeful. And Fleur … Fleur is a flirt.

Fleur’s response to his utterance was instantaneous, as she made biscuits on the leather of the coat he wore, a durable garment that would’ve been in fashion many years in the past. On him it still looked regal and manly, giving me a hint of the man he’d once been. Fleur purred loudly as she rubbed the side of her face against his furred cheek while wrapping her long tail around the back of his head.

She bids me to tell you she is also hopeful, because she’s going to pay Angel and visit, as if that would somehow do any good.

Purr-kittOh ye of little faith!

Fleur jumped down and padded across the floor to me, rubbing her head against my calves before bounding from the room. I watched as she scampered down the hall to a large staircase and flitted up the steps. Maybe she could somehow coax Angel from her tower rooms. It would be cool to get to meet her but Bestiale said nothing about that.

What makes you laugh out loud?

He shook his head. I haven’t laughed in a very long time. There isn’t much to laugh at around here. Charmeur tapped his shoulder, gestured the fireplace, made an exploding motion with his hands, and then Bestiale gave a slight smile and nodded.

There was this one time I almost laughed, and Charmeur laughed so hard he gave me an ache in my head. Fleur didn’t find it funny at all.

What happened?

She sat on the hearth one day, complaining for the millionth time that she was sick and tired of having to tongue bathe if she wanted to feel clean, because as a cat, she couldn’t stand getting her fur wet. Evidently, the fae heard her complaints and had grown tired of them, because stray sparks exploded from the fire, which she was sitting too close to, and the sparks landed on her tail and it caught fire. She hardly ever complains about her feline toilette these days.

Poor kitty! Did she recover? Wait, how did you know it was the fae that did it, and not just stray sparks?

Because she suffered no permanent damage or scarring. Her tail returned to normal within hours and she complained much less often after that.

What is your greatest fear? Living as a beast for eternity?

They both frowned and shook their heads in a negative fashion and though there were differences in their coloring, it was easy to see that they were brothers. Finally, after glancing at his brother, he held up his hands palm up, showing the rugged calluses, similar to what a leonine predator would have, along with the long, scary claws. We are most afraid of harming Angel, of giving her just cause to fear us. You must understand we would never willingly hurt her, but… He seemed to have trouble getting the words out and Charmeur caught my eye and bared his claws and gave me a mock ferocious expression.

I see. You wouldn’t want to harm her, but you still have the nature of a predator. Is that it?

Charmeur nodded solemnly for both of them and, hoping to lighten the mood, I asked, Do any of you have nicknames? The effect was a charming one as both beasts smiled, and I even heard a little rumble of amusement from Bestiale.

Gesturing to himself, he said, Growing up, my mother would call me Bête. Sometimes they call me by that name. I hope eventually Angel will feel comfortable with it as well. Angel has given Charmeur his own nickname. She calls him Char-moo. The French pronunciation of his given name is hard for her and I think she is self-conscious of her attempts to use it, so she teases sometimes and calls him Char-moo. And Fleur? Understandably, we have nicknamed her Cinder-tail which she finds incredibly irritating.

We spoke a while longer and then I spotted the question I’d saved for last. What one word best describes Angel?

It grew so quiet in the room all I could hear was the crackle of the fire and the occasional gust of wind against the leaded glass windows. It took longer to answer that question than any of the others, but Bestiale finally said, Determined. No, that’s not right. Strong? Powerful. She is all of those things.

One word, I pressed.

He looked to his brother and then looked at me and said, We are of one mind in this. He knows not only what I think but some of what I feel. He says she is everything. Every hope. Every fear. Every dream. With that said, his face relaxed, not exactly into a smile, but at least he seemed to be satisfied with that response. Charmeur nodded.

This question isn’t a part of the interview. I’m just curious. What will you do next?

Bestiale gave a half chuckle. Gesturing at his brother and himself, she said, The last time she saw us we’d lost our tempers with each other and were brawling, right out there, he said, pointing in the direction of the main corridor we’d entered through. She was quite angry at us for not being able to let her leave, which was justifiable, if not totally in our hands. Charmeur will continue in his campaign to charm her, and me? I will give her room to explore the castle. I will probably work in my greenhouse—

You have a greenhouse?

Yes. That is where the rose Charmeur gave you originated. It is the only thing that still grows here, amongst all of us thorns, he added with a wry smile. As I was saying, I will probably work out there and stay out of her way until perhaps she would be willing to spend time with us. And all the while, we will be hoping for assistance from the fae enchantress, Selena.

I had the feeling, even though Heather hadn’t said as much directly, that Selena was behind the current state of affairs in the castle, might possibly have even had something to do with why Heather hadn’t made it to the interview after all. Even so, I couldn’t doubt that Heather would make sure Bestiale, Charmeur, Angel, and even Fleur’s story turned out right in the end.

After I thanked them for taking the time with me, the two beasts invited me to stay for supper, saying that I would be most welcome. I wondered if perhaps they hoped Angel might come down out of curiosity, but I didn’t want to interfere in their plans to woo her, and I already had a date for supper planned, with a hot hero all my own.

I wished them luck at the door, and Bestiale bowed with a regal air. Charmeur took my hand and kissed it, tickling my knuckles with his fur while Fleur twined herself around my calves, wanting to be picked up.

I almost cancelled my plans just to stay a while longer, to soak up the old world charm, and experience the magic just a little longer. But then I remembered Heather’s admonishment. Saying my farewells once more, I returned to my own world, to seize the night and make a little magic of my own.

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So, what do you think of my adventure?

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You can find out how Bestiale, Angel, and Charmeur’s love story turns out when it releases on October 20, 2017 at BookStrand. Use the pre-order link to reserve your copy today.  You can read an excerpt there too.

Cursed with a beastly appearance by a fae enchantress, Bestiale and Charmeur live a lonely, wintry life in exile until a spirited redhead bursts into their lives—right out of thin air.

Angel Hunter challenges them at every turn, determined to return to her home because she misses her friends and what little family she has left. Though she can’t deny the growing connection she shares with Bestial and Charmeur, she must refuse them.

With the help of their crafty little sister and a meddling fae enchantress, they plan to convince her that the Northern Kingdom of Tangere is the only home she could ever want.

When an evil from Angel’s former life finds his way to her new home, intent on her destruction, will the magic of her happily ever after prevail?

Beasts in Winter is book 1 in the Tangere Tales Series by Heather Rainier. As you might know I am a big fan of Ms. Rainier’s Divine Creek Ranch Series and I am so looking forward to venture in her new world. I hope you will join me too.

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Book 2,  Midnight of the Fae is releasing November 10, 2017

After discovering an odd little canine while exploring a cave, Caresse stumbles into a world where fae magic and shape shifters are commonplace. She even has her very own distractingly handsome faery bodyguard.

On notice that the queen will pick a bride for him if he won’t cooperate with her plans to become a grandmother, Prince Sebastien wants nothing to do with any of the debutantes his mother keeps pushing at him.

Sebastien’s fae cousin, Leandre has a bombshell of a secret. Her name is Caresse, he’s her faery bodyguard, and he loves her even though she’s meant for Sebastien. Caresse is unaware that she hasn’t just stumbled into the mystical Southern Kingdom of Tangere, she’s actually returned home.

A powerful bond develops between the three of them as she comes into her own unique powers, jeopardizing the plans of an old, malevolent enemy.

Book 3, Dance of the Dragon Sorceress is releasing December 1, 2017.

Basile and Rainger are sworn to defend and foster the baby dragons of the Eastern Kingdom. While searching for the heir to the dragon king’s throne, they fall under the spell of a bewitching brunette. Desire takes a back seat to duty because they must find the baby dragon before it falls into the hands of the evil queen, Draconia.

Seeking shelter from a storm for herself and the odd little stray she picked up, Elaina takes refuge in the stronghold of the Knights of the Order of the Dragon. She’s discovered sound asleep with the tiny dragon king curled up beside her, and mayhem ensues when the prince, the huntsman, and the seven knights learn firsthand she’s not some damsel in distress.

When Draconia learns of the enchanting beauty has stolen the hearts of the men whom she desires for herself, she sets a plan into motion that endangers Basile and Rainger’s love for Elaina before it’s barely begun.

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And if you missed my other chats with Ms. Rainier or her hunks, you can check them out by clicking on the links below. If you didn’t, they are worth another read 😉

My Chat with Heather Rainier

My Chat with Samson and Ivan

My Chats with Justin, Val and Ransome

One lucky commenter, chosen by Sexy Mr. Random will get an e-book of Beasts in Winter, courtesy of Ms. Rainier. The contest is open until 8 pm EST, Friday, October 20, 2017. GOOD LUCK!!!

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