Please Welcome My Special Guest, Romance Author, Julie A. D'Arcy!

Good Morning Readers,
Today's special guest is the fantastic paranormal romance author, Julie A. D'Arcy. I'm so honored to have her for my guest today. Please leave a comment for Julie so she'll know you came to visit her.

First I would like to thank Tabitha for hosting me on her blog this morning. I will just be telling you a little about myself and my NEW novel coming out with Secret Cravings Publishing in March 2012, Whisper of Yesterday. I wrote this novel seven years ago, but grew ill and decided not to seek a publisher, I am now well and back to writing and Whisper of Yesterday is my first novel to mark my foray back into the writing world.

So please make yourself comfortable, put up your feet, grab a cup of your favorite whatever ... and take the time to read about Whisper of Yesterday. I really enjoyed writing this novel! As it is set in Cornwall, a place I have always had a fascination for and would dearly like to visit oneday. I am sure I must have lived there in another life J

Also if you leave a comment in the comment box, naming two of the characters in the book. The answer can be found in my blurb. You have a chance to win an e-print copy of my novella “Beyond the Green Door”. Good Luck!

AUTHOR BIO:

Julie A. D’Arcy-

 lives in Wangaratta, North East Victoria, Australia with her partner Philip and her spoiled Tonkanese cat Jessalyn.

Julie’s first two novels Time of the Wolf  and Silverdawn were first published in 1999 and 2000 and Shortlisted for several prestigious awards, including the PEARL and Sapphire, with Time of the Wolf winning the 1999 RIO (Reviewers International, Dorothy Parker Award) in the Fantasy category for Women’s Fiction. Both books were also runners up in the prestigious Australian, RUBY Award run by the Australian RWA.

Julie began writing seriously in 1994, and is the author of a series of Fantasy romance novels based in her fictional medieval world of Tarlis. These books will be re-released over the next 2 years.

She has written for such publishers as ImaJinn Books, Mundania Press, Eternal Press, Moongypsy Press, Noble Romance Publishing and will release her brand NEW novel Whisper of Yesterday with Secret Cravings Publishing, March 2012 in e-Print formats, and August 2012 in paperback. Whisper of Yesterday is a Ghost Paranormal sensual romance, with elements of witchcraft and reincarnation.

Julie is the author of 8 full length novels(now out of print, but being released again soon) and 2 novellas.

She also writes under the name of Jewel D’Arcy for Erotic Romance and her recent and first foray into this genre can be found at https://www.nobleromance.com/Books/361/Beyond-the-Green-Door

Julie’s hobbies include reading, gardening, oil painting, making fantasy pottery, watching good paranormal, romance and fantasy movies, and creating video clips and book covers for other authors.  She loves to hear from people who have read her books. julie-darcy@bigpond.com

Blurb: Whisper of Yesterday

By Julie A. D’Arcy

A cry for help, echoing through the ages, inspires a young nobleman to rewrite history – and rediscover a passion he had only dreamt of…

      Cole d’Morgan is contacted by a lawyer telling him he has been left a castle in Cornwall, but to inherit he must arrive at Castle Thornwood on  All-Hallows-Eve. As he pulls his car to a halt at the castle gates he sees a beautiful red-haired woman clutching at the bars in the rain. However, before he can climb from his car she vanishes into the night.

Arriving at the castle he learns that she is the ghost of Alyssa d’Morgan a woman who was tried as a witch in 1644.

      He is related, by the caretaker of the castle, the tragic tale of Aidan and an Alyssa d’Morgan … a love story that spans three hundred years.

      Alyssa d’Morgan burned as a witch for refusing to wed her dead husband’s father haunts the castle where she was put to death and takes revenge on the man responsible. She is sworn to haunt the castle until she is reunited with her husband and soul mate, Cai. But the rejected father, Gedrych d’Morgan being of superstitious nature, orders the druid stones outside the castle walls to be dragged into the courtyard to surround her pyre. Little does he realise that he has unleashed magic eons old that will enable Alyssa to appear as a real woman within the boundary of the stones.

      Aidan d’Morgan, re-incarnated soul of Cai d’Morgan is reborn in the early 1900’s.  As a child he once heard a story of a great castle in Cornwall that once belonged to his family. Whilst visiting a gentleman’s club in London with his cousin, he overhears a young man making a wager, and wins back Castle Thornwood on the turn of a card.

      On entering the castle he cannot shake the feeling that he is being watched, and soon learns that the castle is haunted not by a murdered Countess as he has been told, but by a beautiful red-haired woman who speaks to him in his dreams. However, these are not simply dreams, but a past life, which he is forced to revisit in order to find an answer to an age old curse…

      In the morning he becomes confused when he meets his Steward’s niece, who bares an uncanny resemblance to his resident ghost and later becomes torn between his love for a woman he can never have, and a young woman who wants him.

      Then there is the mystery of who is trying to kill him. Is it Landan Denero? An agent for the Crown, a man who Aidan suspects of being a double agent, and seems to pop up in all the most unlikely places? Or someone or something more sinister as Aidan’s cousin Freddie suggests? Alyssa d’Morgan herself…

What follows is an interwoven tale of chilling betrayal and haunting love story that traverses three centuries... 

 Readers, please watch for Julie's new book coming soon from Secret Cravings Publishing!

  

AND THE WINNER IS...DRUM ROLL PLEASE!

Hi All,
I hope you've had a wonderful Halloween. For some of you, I know the fun is probably just beginning, but it's ending here in the little town where I live. I finally got a moment to draw the winning name from the Trick-or-Treat Halloween Blog Hop. Congrats goes out to Mahalia. Her name was the one drawn from the witch's hat. So, let's all send a big congrats her way and a BIG Thank You to everyone who took a moment to drop by and leave a comment...
Tabs/Jaydyn

One Last Detail For the Halloween Blog Hop!

Hey All,
Please forgive the add on, but it's late here and I didn't want to delete and begin again and for some reason, my edit button isn't working so that's the reason for the two add on's...I meant to include this information in my contest...I'll also be giving a goody bag to the winner. And for those readers who already have a copy of Witch's Fire, if you're the winner, I'm offering a copy of WILD, instead, book five and the conclusion of the Montana Men Series. However, you'll have to be patient and wait for its release sometime in 2012, if that's okay with you.
Tabs

BEWITCHING TRICK-OR-TREAT BLOGHOP--IT'S Heeeerrrrreeee!

Good Morning Everyone,
At last, it's my turn to post for Drea's blog hop...and what fun this has been. I get to ask the last question. Well really, I have a couple of questions or two or three. To enter the contest, all you have to do is leave a comment, but I think answering the questions will prove fun too. I love Halloween. Don't you? It lets the inner child come out in all of us. Do you dress up? Do you hide behind bushes or the door to scare the kids? I love playing spooky music and having spiders and creepy things light up when the kids approach the house.
Anyway, time to get this show on the road. To win a free copy of my book, Witch's Fire, as I said, leave a comment. Hope you enjoy the blurb and excerpt. And don't forget the questions at the end of the
excerpt.

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 BLURB:

In a world where magic is dying―two people meet under unusual circumstances…

Realm of light―New to this witchy stuff, Kirrah Walker crashes her broom into a stranger and knocks him unconscious. Feeling guilty, she takes him home with her and nurses him back to health. However, she soon discovers a terrible secret―the stranger is on a mission to assassinate a witch. Now Kirrah must decide if she’ll set him free or keep him tied to the headboard of her bed…

World of darkness―Prince Stry, future King of Ru-Noc awakens to find he’s not only a captive, but captivated by the charming witch who flutters around him like a nervous butterfly. Her magick is wild and so out of control, he knows in his heart he should steal her soul, but kissing Kirrah is habit-forming.

Kirrah and Stry―magical beings who must face the fear of their past, acknowledge their future and trust in destiny in a world gone mad…

EXCERPT:

She sighed, shoved up her sleeves and went to work dragging off his low-heeled boots and socks. Carefully, she swung his legs onto the bed. Only―somehow her legs tangled with his. She stumbled and fell clumsily across the poor man’s chest.

His eyes flew open. A half-smile flirted at the corners of his mouth. Kirrah glared at him. How the heck did he manage to look so darned sexy with a big ole’ purple bruise fanning over his right eye?

Slowly, he slid his arms around her hips and squeezed her buttocks. “Well, hel-lo.”

Kirrah widened her eyes. Oh, crap, that’s all she needed, a concussed Romeo with a sexy voice hot enough to curl her toes and set her thighs on fire, a voice that both compelled and could easily lead a woman astray.

The man looked at her as if he’d never seen her before and had just discovered his favorite eye-candy. “Aren’t you just a sweet little beauty?” he purred, sounding for all the world like a hungry cat whose appetite had just been satisfied. A big, dopey, contented cat.

Sweet little beauty? She blinked. Oh, yeah, the man was definitely off his meds. Obviously he was no stranger to seduction 101, either, if the way he massaged her butt was anything to go by.

And damn, did he have to have such dreamy bedroom eyes? Tiny gold specks sparkled like angel dust in the warm amber depths. Thick gold tipped lashes completed the allure of his heavy lidded gaze. He had the kind of gold-flecked irises that attracted a woman and sucked her right in.

He might as well wear a sign around his neck that read: Come and get it, sinful indulgence right here!

And boy was she ready to go get it.

Her brows knitted together in a deep scowl. What was wrong with her? All of a sudden her hormones were out of control? She wondered if her face was as red as it felt. Since she had red hair, her complexion was the fair one typical of redhead’s. She blushed as easily as she sunburned.

His gaze wondered from her hair to her lips. Oh, my. Those tiger-colored eyes fixed on her mouth. He licked his lips as though he’d just discovered a delicious snack he contemplated nibbling on.

Startled, Kirrah gasped as he suddenly tugged her closer.

Her hands splayed across his wide chest. “Uh-Mr. Wa-Wa, I think you might be getting a tad bit carried away here. Unhand me.”

“No.” One hand slid up her back and his fingers curled around her nape holding her in place. “I don’t think I should do that at all. You belong to me,” he whispered, and took her mouth.

That was the only word for it. Took. He ravaged her mouth with a slow steamy gut-wrenching kiss. Warm and wet. Hot and melting. Yum. He might be half-dead, but he had a mouth to die for and he knew how to use it.

BLOG HOP QUESTIONS:

1--Who is your favorite author?

2-What is your favorite book and why?

3-What is your favorite genre?

For those readers familiar with my books, here's some questions about my Montana Men Series for you to answer. And the readers who aren't familiar with my books, don't worry about it, this is just for fun. 

4- Which of the four published MM books is your favorite in the series?

5-Which hero from the MM series is your favorite? Why?

6-Which heroine from the MM series is your favorite? Why?

 And last but not least, one last question for everyone--Cowboy or vampire? Why?

Have a safe and fun Halloween!

Tabs/Jaydyn

http://www.moongypsypress.com

http://www.jaydynchelcee.com

http://www.tabithashay.com

  

COMING SOON! THE BEWITCHING TRICK-OR-TREAT BLOG HOP!

Hi Readers,

I love Halloween, don't you?

It's my favorite holiday of the year, along with Thanksgiving. This year, I'm so lucky to be a part of a wonderful hop that includes too many authors to name, just know it's going to a fabulous tour with some great prizes. Each author runs their own contest and picks their own winner, so you'll want to scope out each author's post. Be watching for the Bewitching Trick-or-Treat Blog Hop coming your way beginning October 28, 2011, and ending October 31, at midnight, Monday. I'll post my contest right here on October 31. I'm going to ask a very intriguing question and I can't wait to see the answers. I'll have a great goodie bag for the winner and who knows what else? So be sure and follow the tour. I'll post a link here on the morning of October 28, so you can start from the beginning with the very first stop. Ooh, I can't wait!
Tabs/Jaydyn

WOO HOO!!! Witch's Fire Nominated For Best Paranormal of 2010

Hi Readers,

I'm so excited to announce that Witch's Fire is a nominee for best paranormal in 2010 at Dawn's Love Romances Cafe and has made it to the finals. This is such an honor. The competition is fierce and there are some great books and authors in the contests, so be sure you drop by and cast your vote for your favorite when the voting begins. Best of luck to everyone!

Woo Hoo!

Hi Readers,

I'm so excited about my new cover for the upcoming novel, WILD, the final installment of the Montana Men series. Wild, along with Playing For Keeps, will be released later in the year from Moongypsy Press. In the meantime, why not get to know the characters from the series by starting with book one, In the Arms of Danger. Book two, No Holds Barred is scheduled for re-release and coming soon, also from Moongypsy Press. You can find book three, Too Close To The Fire at Fictionwise or in print at Amazon.

Thanks to all my fans and readers for hanging in there and waiting patiently for these final two books, for your prayers and understanding while I took time away from writing to deal with my daughter's health problems.I appreciate all of you.

Happy Reading,

Tabs

AND THE TRUTH IS...

May we have a drumroll please...I cannot tell a lie...I've had two tubaligations...Yep, the first one failed ten months after my fourth baby was born and baby number five was conceived...I thought the entire pregnancy I had a tumor...I refused to believe I was pregnant...lol....So, that makes Laura the winner...she was the only one who guessed correctly....Thanks to everyone who dropped by and took a guess....I really appreciate you taking the time to play....Tabs

THE BEST LIAR AWARD

Hi Readers,


My latest release, Witch's Fire was such fun to write, mainly because of the familiar I used in this book. I hope you'll pick up a copy at http://www.moongypsypress.com/ and discover the antics of Kirrah's delightful, magical companion.


I have just been given The Best Liar Award. Per the rules, I will:

1: Thank the person who gave you the award and link to them.

2: Add the award to your blog.

3: Tell six outrageous lies about yourself and One Truth.

4: Nominate six creative liars... I mean writers and post links to them.

5: Let your nominees know that they have been nominated.


Okay. First, Thanks to Maggie Dove!

The award appears on my blog.

Next, the seven statements, one of which is truthful. If you think you know which is the truth, leave a comment. If any guess correctly, I'll drop your name in the witch's hat and give a pdf copy of Witch's Fire.

1. I speak fluent Russian.

2. I once drove an ambulance.

3. I once worked as a volunteer fireman.

4. I once worked as an intern at the White House.

5. I was had a bit part in a movie.

6. I once dated a doctor.

7. I once had a tubaligation to prevent pregnancy, but one time wasn't enough.

Ahem. The dubious distinction, I mean honor, I now pass along to:

Ginger Simpson

Kayden McLeod
Diana Rubino

Linda Wisdom

Jannine Corti Petska

Foery MacDonell

Congrats guys! As Cate noted, these awards may make for an extra workload, but anything we do to get our name out on search engines helps promote our work. And like the commercial says, we're worth it!
All links to these talented authors can be found on the right side of this blog site...just
scroll down to Talented Writers and scope out these wonderful authors blog sites...

Tabitha Shay

IT OFFICIAL!!! WITCH'S FIRE HAS BEEN RELEASED!!!

Hi Readers,
Yes, Witch's Fire has been released  and is currently available in E-format at Moongypsy Press...The links are on my web and blogsites....the print version won't be ready for another week or so, but you can pre-order from MP if you'd like. I can't wait to get my hands on a copy....I'm so excited...book five...wow...and later this year, the long awaited, Nyra's story in Witch's Touch, book six....Expect a lot of things to happen in book six...expect the laughter, but expect some tears, too...I'll be pulling all the characters from the first five books into this one and concluding their stories...but hey, it's not the end by a long shot...book seven, Witch's Dream will begin the second generation and you'll see a lot of familiar names as well as many new ones as the Winslow witches of Salem stories continues...so if you haven't started this series, now's the time to get to it, because there are still several tales to be told...
Happy Reading,
Tabs

Today's Tale About Dear Hubby!!

Hi Readers,

Remember those lovely, funny tales I shared with you about my deer hunter hubby during Thanksgiving? Well, I was sitting here thinking of some of the funny things he's done over the years we've shared...belive me, he's done plenty.

Now you'd have to be acquainted with my hubby to know him and that's really easy to do. He never meets a stranger and I swear to God, he can talk more and faster any woman I know.

He doesn't really care what the subject's about, as long as he gets to talk.

This particular time, we were on vacation. We'd been to Las Vegas and on our way back home. We were somewhere in Arizona. It was hot, dry, but I love the hot weather. And I love to stop at every souvenir gift shop along the way.

I'd sweet talked hubby into taking the next exit so I could check out the Native American Dolls, rugs, jewelry or whatever other interestings things I could find...

Well of course, man style, he didn't really want to look around, but he loves me, and I did, so he caved...

Anyway, we get out and walk into this little building and there sat two little boys, alone inside the very small shop...They looked to be about 10 and 12...very quiet, and I figured maybe just a little scared of two strangers...I tried to chat with them a little, but they were pretty unresponsive...except for watching every move we made, they had nothing to say.

Well, not one to admit defeat, or pass up an opportunity to talk, dear hubby doesn't take things like this lying down and he could drag words out of a corpse.

Out of the blue, he stopped browsing, turned to eye the wide-eyed little boys and says, "How come you boys aren't fishing?"

I turned and I know my mouth had to be gaping wide open. I glanced at the little boys and they were staring at dear hubby like they thought he was insane. The oldest boy said very solemnly, "Ain't no water, ain't no fish."

My hubby looked completely bamboozled by this. "No water, no fish?"

"Hon." I stepped up beside him, laughing. "We're in the middle of the desert...there's no fish here, no water, at least not right here."

"Oh. I forgot we're in the desert. I guess you boys can't go fishing."

Amazingly, those two kids came out from behind the counter and started chatting with hubby...about fishing, not fishing...etc...We spent a good hour there talking to them and even bought a rug...but I can still see the looks on their faces, their big and round when dh asked them why they weren't fishing...

You'd have had to be there and saw everyone's expressions to really appreciate this tale, but I hope you've enjoyed this cute and funny story a little...

Happy Reading,
Tabs

LOVE IS IN THE AIR!!!

Hi Readers,

Wonderful news this Christmas Day...My granddaughter Tabitha got engaged. She shared this exciting news with me this morning, and I'd like to this moment to share it with you and to welcome her fiance, Jordan into the family.

Tabitha also shared a picture of her engagment ring with me...

The couple haven't set a date yet, but are thinking about a fall wedding.

Congratulations, Tabitha and Jordan. May your future be bright and blessed always. Love, MiMi

 

THE DEER HUNTERS STRIKE AGAIN!!

Dear Readers,

Today, and once again DH and his friend Bill hit the woods in search of that almighty buck with all those points they're itching to shoot.

The thing is, they leave the house about 5 a.m. and I'm expecting them to be gone all day, after all, their hunting was torn up a day for Thanksgiving. But by golly, they were back home by eleven-thirty. Seems it was too windy to hunt. I guess when the wind's blowing, the deer don't travel, either that, or the mighty hunters bullets get blown off-target!

So, their theory was to let the wind settle and they'd go back to the woods about two-thirty. Again, they left anf again, they're back home hours before dark. Really, I think they just like to drive up and down the highway in orange vests and hats and pretend to hunt. It's a man thing...

Anyway, dh comes in and he's sooo upset. They didn't see a single deer.I'm thinking yeah, I know why, because the deer are too smart to commit vehicular suicide. THEY'RE IN THE WOODS!!!

Now I tell ya, dh is very upset, but not nearly as upset as Bill, who has started threatening to shoot the peanut butter off the trees to punish the deer for not jumping in front of a bullet for him...Of course, he claimed it's just so he can say he got to shoot his gun, but I know peanut butter abuse when I see it....Poor deer, poor trees, poor peanut butter!

Happy Hunting,
Tabs

RETURN OF THE BUMBLING DEER HUNTERS!!

Dear Readers,

OMG!!! After sharing yesterday's deer hunting tales, I couldn't pass up yet another hysterical story to share with you today.

Remember Dear Hubby's hunting buddie? For the sake of privacy, we'll just call him Bill. Well I failed to mention Bill is also our neighbor who lives directly behind us in our little neighborhood. For the last three years, since we bought here and the neighbor did the same, well, these two hunters bonded over the backyard fence.

They've shared family history, holiday dinners, health troubles and personal problems daily for these three years. So now having some understanding of this great friendship, you comprehend just how close they are. It isn't a bit unusual for one of them to hop in their truck, dash to our local Wal-Mart and buy some kind of fishing or hunting gift for the other just for the hell of it.

So, a day or two before deer season opened, Bill brought home the "Bacon." He bought a contraption of sorts that only a male could understand or yearn for, and he generously bought two, so DH would have one.

It's camouflaged,a bit like a very tiny tent, totally enclosed except for a little opening big enough to poke one's head out and shoot at the poor unsuspecting deer.

Inside, it's just big enough for a chair. It rather reminded me of a small outhouse. Since in my opinion these two particular deer hunters are 'full of it' they need these little houses.

After yesterday's fiasco with the water, I think this tale tops it. Once they reached their happy hunting grounds,DH and Bill parted way and set their "portable potties" in the woods some distance apart.

However, before they enshrined themselves inside said out house', they each rubbed doe urine on their clothes. (Yes, folks, one can actually purchase this liquid gold off the hunting department shelves of you-know-where.

Anyhoo, here they are, all set up in their own little hunting place, surrounded by trees painted with peanut butter, and Bill is having a few quiet moments when he hears a noise outside his little home.

Bill pokes his head out the "window" and OMG!! There it is! The biggest buck he's ever seen, the one he's been waiting on for three days, and they're looking eyeball-to-eyeball!!

Now I'm certain both these male animals are very excited, but for two entirely different reasons. You just know with Bill wearing the doe's inviting, "Come and get me" fragrance all over his clothes that the big buck is anticipating a different kind of creature.

Bill is beside himself. Here's his chance to prove his manly prowess as the great white hunter. "The buck! The buck!" Sounds so much more riveting than,"The plane! The plane!"

Bill grabs his gun, sticks it out the "window" and pulls the trigger.

Nothing.Total silence.

The buck stares through the hole at him, (probably snickering) no doubt wondering where his sweet smelling doe ran off to.

Now I ask you, why would a mighty hunter go to all that trouble to set himself up in nice, warm, comfortable surroundings and fail to load his rifle?

Yes, folks, this a true tale of the buck that got away and lives to hunt for his "lady love" another day.

And no, so far the peanut butter hasn't done the trick, but now we know the doe urine works just fine. All you gotta do is remember to load your gun!!

Happy Hunting,
Tabs

DEER HUNTERS...YOU GOTTA LOVE 'EM?

Good Morning Readers,

Today's topic is about deer hunters. I have nothing good or bad to say about deer hunters, other than my own personal experiences with Dear Hubby for the last thirty years or so. Personally, I love deer meat, when I can get it, because although DH loves to hunt, he rarely brings in the kill.

Every year, it's the same old sorry thing. Along about the first of Sept., he gets "itchy." Drives me insane, because, one, he only hunts during rifle season and it doesn't start where I live until the first Sat. of the week of Thanksgiving.

All the same, he starts talking about getting his hunting license, his tag, his gun ready, his bullet, because hey, he'll only need one for the kill. His orange hunting vest he'll have to find because God knows he can't remember where he put it from the year before. (Pssst. Damn good thing I hung it up in the closet just like I've done for the last...well by now, you know how many years.

Included in this long list, is getting his other supplies and food gathered. (He's like a bear preparing for winter hibernation and no matter how many times I say, "Hon, we'll take care of that closer to time.") Do ya think he listens? No way!

Along with gathering these yearly supplies, he's changing the oil in and gasing up the 4-wheeler, cause Lord knows these little jewels are sooo quiet, one can sneak right up on the poor unsuspecting deer.

I won't even begin to tell you the number of times he loads up said 4-wheeler and hauls his buns to the woods just so he can look for "Deer Sign." Because you know, where that deer is today, it'll certainly be there tomorrow, same time, same place.

He puts out corn. (Numerous sacks of corn)Waste of time and money. He did this one year and some other hunter took his spot he'd been preparing for weeks. Cracked me up when he came home griping about it.

The latest thing he's putting out to attract that big buck? Peanut butter! On the trees. OMG!!! I can't imagine how many trees he's painted with it. He came home last night from the deer woods telling me how he and his hunting buddie bought four jars of peanut butter and smeared it on the trees.

Again, I'm cracking up and told him all he'd attract with that was ants. But hey, that's okay cause he said the deer would just eat the ants too...

Is it just me or do the males of our species go just a little bit insane every year about this time? I see hundreds of campers, men in orange and all they're doing is driving up and down the highway a dozen damn times and I'm thinking, Aren't the deer in the woods?

I can think of better places I'd rather be at four a.m. than out in the cold, stealing through the woods, possibly getting mistaken for a deer and shot for my trouble.

This morning, however, topped it off for me...DH was getting ready to leave and in his hurry to dash out the front door, poured a glass of icewater on my keyboard.

Now there's nothing that sparks my temper any quicker than for anyone to stumble around in the dark at said four a.m. when I'm trying to sleep, and dumps water on my computer board.

Knowing how anal I am about my precious computer when I ask him what he's doing (Because I keep hearing this odd sound of him cleaning) he tells me he knocked over some quarters I have stacked on my desk. But this odd cleaning sound goes on and on and it's not like I have a big stack of quarters there.

Suspicion flares."What are you doing?" I ask.
"Oh, I spilled a little bit of water on your computer."

Let me tell you, my eyes popped open and out of bed I rolled because I know his little bit and my little bit are two entirely different numbers. It turns out to be the flippin' glass full of water. Big glass.

By now, I'm wide-awake. He's apologetic. I'm ticked. I have no clue what damage it will do to my computer, but right at the moment, my "V" keeps sticking and some of the keys seem to be getting harder to press down...

However, basically I'm a pacifist. I won't mistake him for a deer in my bedroom and plug DH with his single bullet.I'm nice. I tell him to go on hunting, but underneath it all, he KNOWS there won't be any supper cooked and waiting on him when he returns home later today.

Gee, I hope his hunting buddie doesn't fall asleep in the deer woods today the way he did yesterday and miss that big buck snacking on peanut butter!

Happy Hunting,
Tabs

The Covey Award

I'm so happy my new release, Witch's Magic's book cover is up for the Covey Award for August. Scope out the link. And go vote for number 19...that is if you have other favorite. Thanks in advance...Tabs

Count Down!

Hi Readers,
I don't know bout you, but I'm counting down the hours until Witch's Magic is released. Sept. 7, boy has that been a long time getting here, or what? I hope all of you who have been keeping up with the Winslow witches of Saylym series are as excited as I am with its upcoming release. Just to whet your appetite, I'm posting a teaser...WARNING:MOST LIKELY CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT.

EXCERPT/WITCH'S MAGIC/BOOK FOUR/SHAY

She scraped his right nipple with a long fingernail. “So sexy,” she whispered. “I want to taste you.”
“Taste me, then. Do what you will.”
Oh, to feel her naked beneath his body, feel his cock push through the hot, velvety muscles of her feminine channel, each layer surrounding his aching shaft until he was buried deep within her honeyed sheath.
It wasn’t to be.
From the look on her face, she wasn’t here for him to sex her. No. The deadly intent in her eyes was easy to read. The ugly thing she held in her small hands looked ominous. Potentially lethal. Scary as hell!
His pulse jumped, pounded fiercely. Sweat dampened his face. This was it then. The end. “No!” The word slipped past his lips from deep within his undead body, a furious growl of denial that she would do this terrible thing to him.
His heart squeezed out the next painful beat.
“You said do what I will. I will this.”
You cannot do this!
I can. I will.
Terror clenched his muscles. Before where he’d been restless, now Valerian remained stone still, paralyzed as if he’d been bitten by a Shun-Rock Spider from his home world of Pi-Ram.
He knew what came next. The horror of it froze him as nothing else.
Then she committed the worst act of his nightmare, the one that sent chills down his icy flesh and solidified his already sluggish blood. She placed the sharp-tipped of wooden stake on his bare chest, directly over his heart. Her laughter was no longer happy or sweet, sunny or warm, but cold and cruel and ruthless. He saw no mercy in her lovely eyes, only merciless determination.
The needlepoint tip pierced his flesh. His mouth flew open with the shock of it. So sharp. So sharp! Valerian tried to scream, but no sound moved past his lips. The pain crushed, as if his chest was weighted with stone. His heart raced at such a high speed, he thought it might explode.
Frozen in a place somewhere between his world and hers, he couldn’t move. He couldn’t breathe. Held captive by the magnetic force of her cruel gaze, he watched the hammer swing down, felt the deadly stake pierce his chest and drive through his heart.

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Hi Readers,
This author is happy dancing today! I learned this morning that two of my books have been nominated for the Christmas Award at Red Roses For Authors...Witch's Heart and In The Arms of Danger. So, if you have nothing better to do with your time and no favorites on the list, please go vote for one these books for me. Here's the link...All votes appreciated...Tabs

http://redrosesforauthors.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-awards.html

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