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Wednesday, July 6th, 2016
Smart as a Bag of Hammers and Contest! #paranormal


Hi, there! Rebecca Hamilton here to tell you how SUPER excited we are to bring you this MEGA giveaway! First place prize is a $1,000 Amazon Gift Card, but we also have 12 runner up ebook and paperback prizes! Entering will connect you with 21 paranormal romance and urban fantasy authors for more great deals, freebies, and giveaway, so in a way, everyone wins!

Before you enter the giveaway, check out an excerpt of ROGUE HUNTRESS by Thea Atkinson, one of the authors sponsoring the giveaway!

This wasn’t going at all as I planned. I looked from one man to the other, realizing the quiet message that had passed between them, and exactly what implications it had for me. "You can’t mean –"

"That’s exactly what I mean," Caleb said, throwing me a snide smile. "I can’t leave you alone, not even to take a piss. Although I hate to share sight of your most voluptuous form with any other man, at least he’s just a human, and a good alpha does what he must for the good of his pack."

"They’re not your pack," I ground out.

His gaze traveled across the room to where the rather overly done and posh en suite bathroom waited. "You have exactly one hour," he said. "Make it worth my wait."

I watched him leave, pulling the door that shut off the suite from the portico closed behind him with quiet rage. I was still chewing over a dozen different ways I was going to kill him when I felt Jeb’s hands pull my wrists toward him through the bars. I winced as the silver burned my skin, and before I realized what he was doing, he had the silver handcuffs snapped closed around them.

"You can’t be serious," I said, breathing through the pain. "How can I take a bath like this?"

Jeb shrugged. "The quicker we get it over with, the quicker you’ll have them off."

He unlocked the cell door and stepped inside.

"I already have a bullet embedded in my shoulder. What the hell do you think I can accomplish?" I said, watching him lock the door and toss the key on the other side and realizing I’d wasted a chance to escape.

"The cuffs aren’t for control," he said. "They’re for containment. The bullet is for control."

"Bastard," I said. "I’ll dig the fucking thing out myself."

His sandy brow quirked. "Be my guest," he said. "Go at it."

"What does he have on you?" I demanded, but instead of answering, he disappeared into the en suite bath, and I heard the sound of the taps running water into the tub.

"It won’t work you know," I shouted toward the door. "I might not be able to transform, but neither am I going to soap up into some revolting froth for a sick wolf’s fantasy or for yours either."

I squirmed as I stood shackled to the bars. Everywhere the silver touched set fire to my skin and I had to pant through the pain, focus so I wouldn’t pass out.

He poked his head around the door jam. "You don’t get it, do you?"

"Get what?" I said. "That he wants you to watch me take a bath, get your jollies while I touch myself." I chuckled loud enough that he would get the dripping sarcasm if he missed the message in my next words.

"Oh buddy, I get it. What you don’t get is that there’s no way he’s going to let you live afterwards."

I thought mocking him might make him angry enough to barge back into the room where I could grab him. Worst-case scenario, let me go because he feared for his life. I didn’t expect one sandy brow lifted with seeming amusement.

"You’re not very smart for a bad ass assassin."

I leaned against the bars, careful to let only my clothes touch, and hissed at him. "Come closer and see how smart I am."

He leaned against the doorjamb of the bathroom, crossing one ankle over the other as he crossed his arms over his chest. "About as smart as a bag of hammers."

"Human bastard," I said. "What do you know?"

"I know you’re about ready to sink to your knees from the pain," he said. "I know that you won’t be able to stand that agony for much more than a few more moments. I know that I’m going to have to wrestle you into the tub and then I’m going to have to hold you up out of the water to keep you from drowning as you struggle."

"Struggle," I said, panting as the burning found its way beneath the top layer of skin. "An assassin doesn’t struggle. An assassin goes to war."

"Oh, you’re going to struggle."

"And what makes you say that?"

"Because I’m going to wash that voluptuous body of yours and you’re not going to like it."  

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Monday, July 4th, 2016
A Winged Monster Haunts the Bathroom and CONTEST #paranormal


Hi, there! Rebecca Hamilton here to tell you how SUPER excited we are to bring you this MEGA giveaway! First place prize is a $1,000 Amazon Gift Card, but we also have 12 runner up ebook and paperback prizes! Entering will connect you with 21 paranormal romance and urban fantasy authors for more great deals, freebies, and giveaway, so in a way, everyone wins!

Before you enter the giveaway, check out an excerpt of STONE´S KISS by Lisa Blackwood, one of the authors sponsoring the giveaway!

With the hilt of her fencing sword a solid reassurance in her hands, Lillian followed the sound of running water as she retraced her steps until she came to the living room and the curving stairway that led up to the second floor. Discarded pieces of jewelry and the occasional smudge of a bloody footprint marked the path the creature had taken. She climbed the stairs and turned down one dark hall. The first bathroom on the second floor was silent and empty. That left one other. She entered her bedroom, intent on her master bathroom.

The door was ajar, a curl of steam drifted out across the floor. Inside, the bathroom was dark and full of steam. The monster didn’t know how to turn on a light switch, but could figure out a shower? She pondered that a moment. Perhaps it didn’t need light. She eased into a defensive stance as she reached in and flicked on the light. The room was flooded with yellow light and her breath caught.

Her rational mind had expected to find a monster, and there was one. He filled her walk-in shower, and the massive shower still wasn’t big enough for the entire gargoyle. His wings arched across the length and width of the large bathroom, and his tail sent water droplets spraying across the room as it lashed back and forth, its blade-tipped end twitching like an agitated cat’s.

One wing arched back and gave her a view of the rest of the gargoyle. His head brushed the ceiling and his horns clinked against the small tiles when he moved. With his eyes partially squeezed shut against the sudden intrusion of bright light, he turned his muzzle in her direction and flared his nostrils, drawing in a deep breath. She had the distinct impression he tasted the air.

When his muzzle dipped down, his eyes locked on the sword she held, and he turned fully toward her.

He had muscles most men would envy. Then she reminded herself he also had a tail, wings, horns and talons. Still, even in all his otherness, he was majestic. Scary as hell, but lovely as a predator.

Fear was absent and she should have worried for her sanity, but somehow it all seemed right. The statue of the gargoyle had been a prominent part of her childhood. Impossible as it was, he had always been home to her.

And ‘home’ was presently extracting himself from the shower. When he stepped out, he straightened and the bathroom shrunk.

Mercy, he was still hunched over.

Over eight feet of gargoyle crowded her master bath. She couldn’t beat that in a fight. Her sword’s point dipped again, but she didn’t lift it back into a defensive position. One solid hit and he’d put her through a wall. Heck, he could probably snap her blade in two with a thought. Yet she did not fear him. Foolish as it was, ever instinct whispered that she could trust him.

“Hello,” she said. Her voice came out faint, hollow sounding. She cleared her throat, unable to stop the nervous reaction. “I’m Lillian.” How intelligent. At least her voice sounded stronger.

He cocked his head, his jackal-like ears sweeping forward from the depths of his wiry mane. She hadn’t noticed his ears earlier. They’d blended into his ebony mane and the crown of bone that formed the base of his two large horns.

Then he spoke in a flowing language. Deep, beautiful, smooth like the wind in a forest, it reminded her of night’s shadows and the lull of beckoning sleep. He repeated himself, or she thought he might have. She couldn’t be sure because she didn’t know what he’d said the first time, and it became no clearer on the second try.  

Don’t forget to also check out the complete list of books included in this promotion! Some of the authors have even put their books on sale just for you! Click any book to check it out on Amazon!

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A B B2

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C3 C C4

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Sunday, June 26th, 2016
Field Stripped is live today!

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Friday, June 10th, 2016
The Paranormal and Urban Fantasy Giveaway #contest


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Monday, May 23rd, 2016
Field Stripped Spring Fling Super Sale and Giveaway #99c


Check out the Spring Fling Super Sale & Giveaway!

35 Romance Authors are offering 64 books…

Most of them are on sale for a limited time. It’s just our way of thanking our loyal readers.
Even better, we’ve pooled our funds to offer an awesome giveaway! Enter to win Kindles and Amazon Gift Cards just for subscribing to our newsletters or following us on social media.

The book I’m promoting is the Field Stripped box set. Grab your copy today for 99c!

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Monday, May 9th, 2016
My Estranged Lover: New Addition to Middlemarch Shifters series #paranormal #romance

Welcome to Middlemarch, home of the Mitchell brothers and their friends. My Estranged Lover introduces Marsh and Caroline Rutherford.


Here is the blurb:

Mistakes are easy. It’s fixing them that can make or break a marriage.

Caroline Rutherford is at the end of her marriage tether. As much as she loves her husband, it’s time to admit defeat. Their long-term, love-at-first-sight relationship is no longer working, and they’re hurting each other and their two young sons by continuing the happy family farce.

Feline shifter Marsh Rutherford knows his relationship is in trouble, and he and Caroline, his human wife, haven’t shared a bed for months. He made a mistake at the start of their marriage, omitting to tell the truth, and now the secrets are strangling their happiness. Admitting the reality to himself is simple, but finding a solution to fix the problem is tearing him apart because reality has the potential to destroy what little trust remains between him and his wife.

Their future looks murky until a new opportunity presents itself—a fresh start for the entire family, a means for husband and wife to reconnect in and out of the bedroom. Caroline and Marsh agree to grasp the chance for a new future. Things are going well and their sex life has never been better, but those mysterious secrets hover in the background like pesky flies. Marsh must discover a way to make everything right because Caroline is his mate and the only woman who can make him happy. Losing her isn’t an option.

Warning: contains a sexy feline shapeshifter felled by a good woman. He’s confused and befuddled and makes mistakes, but it’s not too late, folks. We can fix this mess with love, with tears and a few humorous mishaps during the romantic journey. Fingers crossed…let’s go!

Purchase: Amazon | All Romance

(the links for other retailers will be available very soon)

Friday, May 6th, 2016
Firsts ~ Free For All #free #books

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Friday, May 6th, 2016
The Mother’s Day Hop #contest #books

From Friday, May 6th at 12:30am EST until Monday, May 9th at 12pm EST, 133 authors and blogs have come together to offer prizes on every page PLUS the chance to win part of the grand prize through the giveaway below.

Don’t miss out! Visit one, or all to participate. Easy entries.

Meet some new authors! Discover some awesome blogs.

Most of all…have fun!

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Thursday, May 5th, 2016
Travel: A Younger Me with Braids

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This is another photo of a younger me. It was taken in the Central African Republic after the local ladies came to our campsite and braided our hair. I kept my hair like this for a few weeks, and when I finally took the braids out, I looked like the wicked witch of the west. Lots of frizz and hair sticking out in all directions!

Hubby got his beard braided, but that’s an entirely different post…

Have you ever had your hair braided?

Monday, May 2nd, 2016
Delicious Oatmeal Cookies #recipe

Oatmeal Cookies

This weekend I had a yearning for cookies. After checking through my favorite recipes, I decided I’d try a new one for oatmeal cookies. They turned out very well – the recipe is a keeper.

Oatmeal Cookies


4 ounces brown sugar

3 1/2 ounces fine caster sugar

4 ounces butter

1 egg (large)

1 teaspoon vanilla

1 tablespoon milk

7 ounces plain white flour

1/2 teaspoon baking powder

1/2 teaspoon baking soda


3 ounces of rolled oats (oatmeal porridge)

6 ounces of either – chocolate chips, raisins, chopped nuts (walnuts or pecans)  coconut or dried cranberries.


1. Cream the butter and sugar until pale and fluffy.

2. Beat in the egg, vanilla and milk.

3. Add your choice of the optional ingredients – I added chocolate, cranberries and a few walnuts.

4. Add the baking powder, baking soda, salt and flour and mix well.

5. Roll into walnut sized balls and flatten slightly. Place on greased baking tray.

6. Bake for 10 – 12 minutes in a pre-heated oven 180C/350F until lightly browned.

7. Leave on the baking tray for a few minutes before placing on a rack to cool. Makes aprox. 35 cookies.

Shelley’s Notes:

1. I cooked mine for ten minutes using fan bake. They turned out soft and a bit chewy.

2. Next time I’ll cook them slightly longer to see how they taste when they are a bit crisper. Just an experiment. This batch was delicious as they were.