Please Welcome, the fantastic romance author, Jillian Chantal!

Good Morning Readers,
Please make welcome, the fantastic romance author and my friend, Jillian Chantal. Leave her a comment for a chance to win an E-copy of her wonderful book, The Tainted Keitre. 
 Bio: Jillian Chantal is from the Gulf Coast of Florida, where she loves to read and when she can't find the right story to read, to write it herself. She’s multi-published and loves to hear from readers.

Today I’m thrilled to be over here at Tabs’ blog to talk a bit about my newest release with Sweet Cravings Publishing- the not so naughty side of Secret Cravings Publishing. This story, called The Tainted Keitre, is set in New Orleans in the summer time which if you’re in colder climes than mine this time of year may make you a little bit warmer as you cozy up by the fire. I hope so anyway.

 This story focuses on Amina McDonough and Anton Benoit. He’s a New Orleans detective and she works in a library.  She’s best friends with his sister and has been crushing on him for years. What she sees as the main impediment to their relationship is he likes women with big breasts and well, she’s got what she calls mosquito bites.

This excerpt is near the beginning of the story where they’re both at a party for their friend who has recently passed the exam to be a palm reader. If you've ever been to New Orleans, you’ll be familiar with the various seers and palm readers in Jackson Square. I live around 2.5 hours from there and I love to visit the city. I hope this story speaks to the readers like New Orleans speaks to me. Oh, and if you’re wondering what a Tainted Keitre is, it’s the Bigfoot of the south also known as The Honey Island Swamp Monster.

 To celebrate that it’s the Christmas season, I’ll give away a free ebook of The Tainted Keitre to one commenter who shares their favorite Christmas song with me.  I’ll start. I love “Do you hear what I hear?”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AtdOGngx2BM

 EXCERPT:

 Amina headed straight to the big cooler where the beer was iced down and the wines were arrayed on a sideboard. She grabbed a glass and pulled a bottle of pinot grigio off the table. She poured herself some and moved over to stand to the side and check out who was in the crowd.

In a moment, she felt something cold on her back and let out a little scream. She turned around. “Ah, you bum, that was cold. Ice cold, even.”

Anton Benoit bowed. “Sorry, you looked hot.” He held up his dark brown bottle of beer, “I thought there was no better way to cool off than with a cold brew.”

“I think it’s meant to be taken internally, not rubbed up and down someone’s spine.” She grinned, “Although, now that you mention it, that did feel pretty good.”

“Turn around.” He twirled his finger and she faced away from him.

As soon as her back was to him, he ran the bottle over her bare shoulders and down her back again. She shuddered; not from the coolness of the beer, but from the nearness of him. Her nipples taut, she forced herself not to lean back into him since he had rejected her before. She said in a light tone, “Where is Titsy this evening?”

“Totsy. Her name is Totsy and you know it.”

“Yeah. It’s Totsy, but you have to admit, she is titsy.” Amina turned to face Anton. “Of course, that’s a requirement for you, isn’t it?”

“No. It’s not. It just happened to work out that way.” He grinned and ran his index finger down the side of Amina’s arm.

Ignoring his comment since he did always date women with large breasts, she asked, “Where is she?”

“She couldn't make it. She had somewhere else she needed to be tonight.”

So that’s why he came over to stand with me. No date, let’s hang with my sister’s best friend. Amina looked up into Anton’s dark grey eyes and tried to concentrate. Dang. Why did he have to be some handsome? And so unavailable. She stiffened her spine. “I can’t play nursemaid since Titsy couldn't make it. I find myself suddenly in need of some boiled shrimp. I’ll see you later.”

Buy Link:

http://store.sweetcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=112&zenid=f7566ad58f0b82e144f222cdd4f62cb7

 Contact Jillian:

www.jillianchantal.com

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