Gray’s Winter Warm-Up #HopsWithHeart

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Happy Holidays Everyone!

We’re back with a fun hop for you with over 140 Romance Authors/Bloggers to warm up your weekend! Each blog has it’s own giveaway. I’m giving away a $5 Amazon gift card so Ho, Ho, Ho, hurry and enter!

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How about a loving spirit to warm up your holiday? In my paranormal romance Adderley’s Bride, Gray is a 19th century gentleman inhabiting a drafty old house in Upstate New York. He wants his long-dead fiancée back. Welcome home Sophie…

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Adderley’s Bride

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Danita Minnis

Sofie is a singer, baker and a serious planner. When she finds her rocker boyfriend up against the wall in a vocal booth with a back-up singer, her five-year plan for a home and family is dubbed over like a bad music track.

Gray, a lusty ghost who acts like she is his long-dead fiancée invades her dreams and works her body over, night and after night. It isn’t long before Sofie’s plans include her beguiling lover, a ghost man with a plan of his own; be with me. Nice plan if you call that living…

Excerpt

He came up behind her at the island as she was kneading dough for the beignets.

The spacious kitchen should have been cold in the middle of the night but the hard body against her back enveloped her in warmth. She curled into him. At five-foot-four, her head only reached his chest. His pecs were a firm pillow.

In the seductive veil of the dream, her peripheral vision blurred so that she felt more than she saw. The only light on in the kitchen was the overhead light which pulsed above them. A thought teased her consciousness that maybe it was not the overhead light at all, but something more.

“Ah, Sweet Sofie.” He shifted until he was nestled between her legs. “I am drawn to you like a moth to a flame.” His arms came over her and as he helped her knead the dough, his shaft slid in and out between her legs.

She sighed her pleasure and leaned her head against his chest. Watching his big hands over hers with flecks of the flour and sugar mixture coating the hair on his knuckles was an erotic vision of teamwork. She wondered how those hands would feel as they kneaded her flesh.

Their hands worked in time to the rhythm of his slide, in and out. Their fingers clenched onto the mound of dough as he pushed forward, and released as he slid out from between her thighs. Their heavy breathing was the only sound as they clenched and released, clenched and released…

A lazy heat flared between her legs, warming her to the core and making her hips rock back and forth. Her legs were giving way and she spread them wider to stay upright. She stopped kneading the dough to lean over and hold onto the island.

He grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his hand so that she had to lean her head back against him. “Don’t stop,” his gentle scolding tickled her ear. “I have not had a decent beignet since I arrived in these United States.” He released her hair and pressed closer. She was now trapped between the island and his lean hips. “I’ll hold you up.” His low chuckle was a hot vibration between her thighs.

 

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The Cardiff’s Paranormal Romance Halloween Hop

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Welcome to the Paranormal Romance Howloween Blog Hop presented by Jane Wakely! Join us on a thrilling ride this Halloween and win fabulous prizes. I’m giving away  your choice of one of the Cardiff Novels. Each standalone story tells a chapter in the Cardiff family’s history of love, lust and demons.

But that’s not all. The Grand Prize for the Howloween Hop is a $50.00 Amazon gift card so leave a comment and your email address and click the above link to keep hopping!

 

Family Birthright…

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 The Cardiff Family

Family can be both a blessing and a curse. You don’t want to quibble over who gets the Stradivarius, or who gets Angel. Angel is no angel, and some demons just cannot be ignored.

Oh, and then there’s Falcon. Assassin, spy, lover, demon-fighter. Angel’s accent is clipped with fury at his betrayal, red-rouged lips turn up in a moue as he wraps his arms around her. He’ll keep her busy this night.

Orange talons reach to the sky, turning day into fiery night. Through the flames, they hold their breath yet the smell of brimstone still reaches them – and the cries of the dying.

On the other side the witch waits. Angel’s mum, Amelie. loveentwined very small

The flames die down as Amelie approaches. The sky lightens to purple pink. It won’t always be this way, but for now Amelie’s peaceful interlude helps them to see beyond the storm that is il Dragone, before the blood of the Cardiff’s was spilled. To the beginning and Angel’s father Roman and the other sentinels who wait to bring down il Dragone.

Family birthright can be a blessing and a curse.

 

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Falcon’s Fall Into Romance Giveaway

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Welcome to the Fall Into Romance Blog Hop! Join over 100 bloggers and authors as we celebrate love. There are fabulous prizes to be won so be sure to visit every stop on the hop. To enter the Grand Prize Giveaway, fill out the Rafflecopter box and press enter. (One entry per person.)

GRAND PRIZE:
1 $75 Amazon Gift Card

 

I’m giving away a copy of my paranormal romance Falcon’s Angel so remember to leave your email address and tell us what you love about falling in love. Whether it is the warm butterflies in your stomach just before that all important first kiss or the moment you realize that you’re actually in love! Leave a comment – inquiring minds wants to know. 🙂

 

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Blurb

Angelina’s passion is music but she has never felt this kind of want before.
Falcon wants the Stradivarius in her possession and goes undercover to track down a
thief. He soon discovers he is not the only killer in search of the violin.
il Dragone, a devil-worshiping cult, wants revenge for a past only they can
remember.
Falling in love was never part of Falcon’s plan but before he can have what he wants,
he must help Angelina unlock the secrets of a love, which ended in tragedy in eighteenth
century France.
This is one special assignment that must be completed before il Dragone gets what
they want.

 

Falcon’s got it bad for Angelina…

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Excerpt

He played an intro to the Brandenburg Concerto No. 4. and knew the Baroque
composition as well as she did. He closed his eyes and his long fingers glided across the
keys until her body wondered how those fingers would feel gliding over her.

She joined in with the Stradivarius. Her fingers ran up and down the scales, until she heard the Maestro’s gruff command. Andante…she must remember.

His masterful control beckoned her. She stopped and closed her eyes at the end of the first movement to listen to his piano solo. He was impulsive, driving. He owned the notes.

She resumed her part. His piano and her violin flowed together. The notes were a flower-spray of light energy against her closed eyelids.

At first, she did not understand what was happening. The hair on her arms prickled, and then she knew what it was…recognition, of a sort. She could not say what was so familiar in this first time they played together.

She looked into Tony’s eyes and heard another violin and piano. When the concerto ended, their gazes were still locked as she tried to remember where she’d heard it before.

Had he heard the other set of instruments too? She stopped herself before asking the
ridiculous question because his solemn eyes held remnants of desire, and praise.

“Are you a merciful angel?” He took the violin and placed it on the desk behind her.

She stood when he took her hand, moved closer and placed her arms around his neck. She moved closer still.

He nipped at her lips, tasting them, searching. When she opened to him, his tongue
slipped inside her mouth.

 

 

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Adderley’s Bride: Summer Lovin’ Blog Hop!

Welcome to the Summer Lovin’ Blog Hop! Join us for a sexy, sizzling ride with the hottest summer reads. I’m giving away an ebook of Falcon’s Angel, A Cardiff Novel Book 1 to a lucky reader. Remember to leave a comment along with your email address and then click this link to keep hoppin’: http://www.hopswithheart.blogspot.com/

Check out these Grand Prizes:

1 $75 Amazon Gift Card

1 $25 Starbucks Gift Card

1 $25 Amazon (or B&N)) Gift Card

So what do I love about the summer? Well that’s simple…L-O-V-E! Especially with a hot, hunky ghost. Grayson Adderley is his name and he wants his fiancee back. Sophie’s just the girl he’s looking for in…

ADDERLEY’S BRIDE

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Excerpt:

“You are a delicacy,” he said in her ear.

Sofie woke with a slow smile. She felt tingly inside, relaxed and exhilarated at the same time.

He’d given her what she had always secretly wanted but had been afraid to ask for up until now; wild, passionate sex. The kind that satisfied her on all levels. Mouth-wateringly good.

She turned her head on the pillow toward the sound of his voice. “And you are the most delicious man I have ever…”

She was in bed alone. Frowning at the pillow next to hers, she re-played their love-making in her head. All that had happened between them had been a dream.

She sat up, not at all surprised to find that she was naked again. “This isn’t happening…who are you?” She looked around the room. “Where are you?” She said louder, and then put her head in her hands.

“Of course it was a dream. I don’t even know who he is, I wouldn’t let a stranger…I am having a nervous breakdown. You Bastard, you did this to me.”

She must be going through Levi withdrawal. That’s why she was having these hot dreams. Then why couldn’t she shake the feeling that she was being watched? Even more alarming than that; she didn’t mind a bit.

She was enjoying the man with the golden eyes. Even though he was all in her mind, he was gorgeous and funny and so sexy. She loved the feel of his big body over hers. The way he took control of her body. He was a creative lover and put his all into it, into her. He knew just what she liked and didn’t mind getting messy.

“Better in bed than the Bastard.”

A lusty chuckle floated through the air and she looked up.

 

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