Edits have been sent back and now Judge has my undivided attention. I'm sure you've heard the saying 'his bark is worse than his bite'. Well mountain lions don't bark, but they do bite their mates and boy is Judge going to be in trouble! But not for the reason you would expect.

One final read through and my edits are done. Then it's back to Judge, who I suspect is about to do something that his mate might not approve of.

I have been fighting with my edits all weekend and feel like I haven't got far at all. It has nothing to do with the amazing editor. She's the same one who helped me with Devil Takes His Innocent and has offered some great suggestions. My problem is that Judge keeps telling me more of his story. And unlike some other authors, my brain won't let me work on more than one WIP at a time! Maybe I'll go to bed and attempt to finish these edits in the morning. Sweet dreams everyone.

Sorry I haven't been around for the last few days. This last week and half has been hectic. Last week we celebrated my eldest's 10th birthday. That was followed up by my youngest (he's 7) having one of his baby back teeth removed due to overcrowding. He ended up being a lot braver than either his mum or dad. This week I've had my hubby's 40th and now I'm working on edits for A Conquest Like No Other. (I've come to a bit that requires my whole brain to be tuned in. Currently, barely half of it is awake).  

I can't wait to share Nikki and Viper's story with you all. It's such a beautiful one, and just you wait until the end. Are you in for a surprise :-)

It seems that Devil is his usual charming self. He's giving Judge's poor mate a hard time. Thankfully she's not afraid to tell him to his face that she doesn't like or trust him either. You go girl!

Hi there, everyone! I'm Michelle Roth and I'm here to introduce my latest release, Shakedown. Diamond and Diamond is a bit of a departure from anything that I've written thus far. My previous works have all been ultra-realistic contemporary romance. Shakedown still has the sexy, steamy elements just like any other erotic romance, but it also incorporates a bit of suspense and mystery as well. I certainly hope you enjoy!

Private Detective Mike Diamond is the low man on the totem pole. More often than not he finds himself investigating insurance fraud or cheating spouses. When he's assigned a dog-napping case, he is on the brink of refusing until he meets the client. One look at her changes everything.

When the police refuse to investigate her case, Cassidy Werner turns to Diamond and Diamond Private Investigators. Despite the bad first impression he's given her, Cassidy still hires Mike to help her find her prize Tibetan Mastiff. As she gets to know him, she realizes that he's not only dedicated to getting Roddy back for her, but also a pretty great guy.

Right after she receives a ransom demand, things begin to heat up between them. Will Mike be able to crack the case and save her dog? And if he can, does that mean that he gets the girl too?

Excerpt:

He was relieved to find the lobby was empty, so he stopped back at Lara's desk and asked, “Can you believe that shit? A dog napping?”

He didn't think for a minute she hadn't overheard every word. That woman was like the KGB and Secret Service all in one. Anything happened in this office, she had it under immediate surveillance.

Lara cuffed him on the arm and said, “She's in the bathroom, idiot.”

Mike winced, feeling bad he'd probably been overheard. But, seriously, who hired a PI to find a lost dog?

Seconds later, the bathroom door slowly opened. He almost did a double take as the woman stepped out. Aside from red eyes that had clearly been crying, she was a looker.

She was elegantly dressed and somewhere near his age, with a riot of auburn curls trailing down her back, like some sort of mermaid siren. All ripe, lush curves. He'd always liked his women soft.

And, he was ogling this obviously distraught woman like she was a steak. Not that he wouldn't be more than interested in taking a bite, but it was clear that now wasn't the time. So instead of voicing his thoughts, he stuck his hand out and said, “Mike Diamond. And you are?”

“Cassidy Werner,” she said, not bothering to stick her hand out.

Well, apparently she'd heard him. He'd need to apologize, if the look on her face was any indication. He dropped his hand and said, “My office is this way.”

She gave him a look that screamed 'You're on thin ice, buddy' but moved toward the open office door that Mike had gestured to. He followed her, once again appreciating the hourglass waist and full hips. Damn.

He moved behind his desk and gestured to one of the worn chairs. When she had settled in, he asked, “So I understand your dog has been kidnapped?”

About Michelle Roth:

Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.

In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels.

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Email: michelle@michelleroth.net

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Yesterday, I was partying with some lovely people, celebrating Mardi Maxwell's latest release in The Doms of Club Mystique series, The Ramsey Doms. An amazing book from an amazing author.

The Ramsey brothers have been told that Thor Larkin and Marisol Rios might have been killed by Carlos Mendez. Cade Ramsey refuses to believe that his business partner and best friend is dead. He leaves his pregnant wife, Addison, with his brothers while he goes to Colombia to search for Thor and Marisol. His father, Nate MacLeod and his fiancé Nymph go with him as well as Dirk and Sabre McCabe and their wife, Bridget. While they're away from the ranch the other Ramsey brothers and their fiancés keep an eye on Addison and make plans for their own futures. The holidays come and go and Addison grows closer to the birth of her child. Will Cade find Thor and make it home in time to see his child born? Will wedding bells be ringing on the Ramsey Ranch for Jackson and Jenna, Luc and Cassie and Logan, or Zane and Ravyn?

Buy Link

http://www.bookstrand.com/the-ramsey-doms

 

 

Lynn Burke is visiting me today. Longing For Her was released last month, and I think the best saying to describe this wonderful story would be 'when opposites attract'. Only Cole and Gwen's attraction won't just guarantee for an interesting relationship, it could have a devastating affect on their loved ones.

About Lynn Burke:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Her current work, the Risso Family Novellas, revolves around four siblings from Boston’s North End.

Website:  http://www.authorlynnburke.com/

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Straight-laced Cole Risso has longed for his sister’s bohemian best friend Gwen since he first laid eyes on her as a kid. Now, as future patriarch of the Risso Family, he’s expected to marry well. A free spirit and unconventional daughter of a pot-toking hippie hardly qualifies. 

When one night of giving into temptation ruins them both for any other, Cole and Gwen are faced with a decision - love the other enough to let them go, or defy family expectations and fight for their hearts’ desires.  No matter the decision, their choices have the power to destroy all they hold dear.

Purchase Links:

Evernight Publishing

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All Romance

Excerpt:

I rounded the couch, but halted as a body came into view.

Cole lounged against the far side, one hand behind his head, half-empty beer bottle in the other. “Hey.”

Our gazes collided, sending a shock wave of energy through my blood. My heel itched to spin, but his focus wandered down my body and back up again, lingering on my bare thighs.

Oh, the temptation to taste him one more time. Three years of simmering desire had my kettle ready to scream hallelujah. “Hey,” I whispered back. “I thought you’d left.”

His smile melted my bones. “Decided to stay a while and reminisce.”

My lips tugged up. “I was eyeing the back of the couch while stealing some whiskey and doing the same thing.” Kind of.

“Care to join me?”

I considered the cushion closest to me and bit on the inside of my lip as temptation and love for the sexy man a few paces away warred in my brain. Knowing I owed Cole an apology, I decided to sit, curling my legs under me. “Sorry for being so harsh earlier. I…I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Cole twisted sideways to place the bottle on the coffee table. “I shouldn’t have cornered you like that.” He started to sit up, but hesitated, a question in his eyes.

“It’s all right. I won’t run.”

The leather squeaked as he swung his feet to the floor and leaned back, hands on his thighs. His blue tie hung loose, the top two buttons of his dress shirt unbuttoned. A hint of dark hair called out to my fingers. Averting my eyes, I focused on the tumbler clasped in both my hands.

“I know I’ve said it hundreds of times, Gwen, but I’m sorry. Please say you forgive me.”

Another gulp of whiskey gave me courage to speak. “Forgiving in my mind means making things right—getting back to normal and moving on.” I lifted my head enough to focus on the knot of his tie. “I can’t do that with you, Cole.”

“Why not?”

“Because even though it’s expected you’ll marry an uptight, snobbish princess,” I sucked in air and allowed the words to spew, “I want you every second of the day.”

His chest stopped its rise and fall, and I glanced up at his face.

Mistake.

Longing like I’d never known reached out from his eyes and froze me in place. My breath caught. Nipples pebbled beneath my thin shirt.

Every muscle in my body quivered as he stood and walked toward me, unwavering gaze on my face.

“What—” I licked my lips, hating how my voice wavered. “What are you doing?”

“Give me the whiskey.”

My pulse thrummed with life, and I put the glass in his outstretched hand.

He set it on the coffee table without breaking eye contact and leaned down, placing his hands against the back of the couch on either side of me, making an effective cage. His face hovered mere inches from mine.

I breathed in as he exhaled, the subtle scent of peppermint flooding my mouth with saliva. His lower lip called out to my teeth; the shadow lining his jaw begged for my tongue.

“Did you mean what you said about once being enough, Gwen? Because it’s not for me. I want to taste every inch of your skin. Bury myself inside you.”

My breath caught, and moisture flooded my panties making me squirm on the cushion.

I opened my mouth, having no idea what words would tumble out, but he swooped down, capturing my parted lips before I could speak.

Blessed Mary, mother of God.

I'm so excited! I saw the cover for A Conquest Like No Other yesterday. It's so pretty I can't wait to show everyone.

Such much for my plan to write over the weekend. By Saturday morning I had a black eye, compliments of the surgery. My hubby banned me from going on the computer until the swelling went down. Now for those of you who know me would know that that wouldn't have stopped me if I felt okay. Unfortunately keeping the eye open for too long turned out to be a difficult feat. It would feel gritty, as if it had dried out. So I conceded that I would do as I was told for possibly once in my life.
My mum always shares the story of how she had to learn early. If she told me to do something I would stubbornly refuse. If she asked, I would do anything for her. My hubby of twelve years still hasn't learnt this lesson it would seem.
Anyway, it is now Tuesday. My stitches have been removed, my eye is almost back to normal and I managed to get some writing done. Yay!