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#LGBT #FridayFantasy With @dochappycamper and Her Bad Girl Heroine

Here we are once again for Friday Fantasy Free For All. I’ve been working on finalizing The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3) and wanted to share an excerpt with you. For those of you who’ve read the first two books in this series, (thanks!) you’ll remember there was character only briefly mentioned in the first book who wouldn’t keep quiet until I told her story.

In the second book The Island, you got to see her in action: the good, the bad and the ugly. But unlike every other villainess I’ve come across, Julia kept calling out to me to give her equal stage time. I tried to do it in The Island, but her story was too large. It threatened to overshadow Jake and Quinn’s tale and I couldn’t have that…and neither could Siren!

The Surrender of Julia was born. Why she turned out to be the grade A bitch we think was responsible for Jake’s near fatal accident. Why she has a slew of lovers at her beck and call at all times. Why she pushes the one man away who seemed to love her unconditionally and why she can’t find true happiness unless she’s kneeling in front of her Mistress awaiting further instructions. It’s all there, ripe for the picking.

Yes you read it right. MISTRESS. You see, Julia is the best damn submissive Dr. Carmen Hall has every met and the only one who holds her heart. It’s when Julia finally surrenders herself to Carmen’s care does she find her heart and soul.

The following is an excerpt from the book where Julia realizes Carmen is who she wants and needs to help her relieve all the chaos surrounding her and turning her life upside down.

As always, let me know what you think.

~Tammy

Adult Story Excerpt from The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3)

Carmen chuckled. “As you said, the man is full of himself. It didn’t take him long to brag to me that he was nailing you in the supply closet while Kathy watched. He said Kathy was a threat to not only him, but to me. If I didn’t fire her effective immediately, he was going to see to it that the Board found out about our relationship. He tried to act like he knew about it all along, but I could tell he was pissed.”

Julia swallowed hard. That was exactly what she’d been afraid he’d try to pull. Even through Carmen told her repeatedly that it wasn’t a secret she was a lesbian, Julia never wanted to be the reason the other hospital administrators turned against her. She didn’t want Carmen to know she was still worried about it, so she put on the tough girl act once again. “I tossed our affair out at Mario to get a rise out of him. He wouldn’t take no for an answer and I wanted him out of my bed, out of my condo and out of my life. Finding out he wasn’t the only one I’d been sleeping with for more than a few years got his attention. Finding out it was you, sent him over the edge. If he wants to go to make a formal complaint about you, then let him. You’ve never made your sexual preferences a secret. Why would the Board give a shit about it now?”

“I’m not concerned about me. You have a reputation to consider too. For the last two years you made it clear to your adoring public you were with Jake. Now if all of this comes out—”

“All it would do is to create more buzz about my gallery. I love sex, Carmen, with men and women. You’ve known that right from the day we met. No man has been in my life as long as you have.”

Carmen got up from her desk and joined Julia on the love seat, taking her hand. “I know and you mean the world to me. I just don’t want anything to hurt you.” She squeezed her hand a bit before bringing it to her lips. “And don’t go pulling the tough chick act with me. I know you’re worried about my reputation here. It just makes me love you all the more.”

Julia leaned over and kissed Carmen softly at first, touching her honey-hued skin, then deepening the kiss as she felt Carmen relax in her arms. She loved the feel of this woman and all of her curves. That’s what attracted Julia to her in the first place, those classic Botticelli hips and thighs. She couldn’t get enough of her when they were together. It had been far too long, and Carmen had been so patient.

Carmen abruptly broke their kiss, panting. “I’m due at a hospital meeting in twenty minutes. How about you go home, and pick up the overnight bag you always have packed. Get out of that condo for a few days and let me work out your stresses for you.”

Julia felt the sudden rush of hot fluid between her thighs and she actually blushed. The last time Carmen worked out her kinks, she found herself on the receiving end of a humongous dildo. Carmen had feasted on every inch of her, worked her with the paddle and then tied her to the bed while fucking her with the strap on. Both women had been in heaven in their rolls as Domme and sub. No one had given Julia as much pleasure or cared for her more, except Jacob.

“I would love to spend the next week with you. You always know exactly what I need.” She kissed Carmen again, running her fingers through her curly, pale blonde hair, chasing her tongue slowly, giving her just a taste of her submission.

Carmen smiled and helped her from the couch. “Go ahead and make yourself at home. I’ll be there just after six. Make sure to wear the thigh high boots and the bells.”

Julia shivered and bit her lip, lowering her eyes. “I’ll be strapped in and waiting for your instructions, Mistress.”

Oh My! @twoodwriter and Her Fallen Angel #Lucius Find Heaven On Earth

Welcome to Oh My! Monday here at Behind Closed Doors. I have a very special treat today. Many of you know that my friend and fellow author Tara S. Wood has been a recent guest on my sister blogs Sassy Vixen Publishing and The House of Taboo to celebrate the April 1st release of Lucius the first book in The Fallen series. We had such a great time surprising her with two special guests at The House of Taboo, that my alter egos and I thought it would be fun to ask one of the surprises to join me here today. It seems that the lovely Tara had such a marvelous time with Lia, myself, Michael Fassbender and Tom Hiddleston last weekend, that she nearly missed her release party celebrations…

Okay, she wasn’t too late for them, just a couple hours. Michael, Lia and I blamed it on Tom. When he asked Tara to be his escort for another night on the town, how was she to say no? He is her favorite after all. That part didn’t sit very well with Michael and it took another wild night at The House of Taboo to make it up to him…and Tara’s promise to spend a night out with him the next time he made it to The Temptations Resort. Right now, Temptations is only open to authors and a few special guests, but later this year it will be open to the “public.” (readers and fans that is!)

Meanwhile, Tom felt so guilty about making Tara nearly miss her release party he agreed to join me here today and read the very same excerpt he read for all of us on Taboo’s Center Stage just over a week ago. So without further adieu, I’ll turn over the blog to Hiddles…errr…Tom Hiddleston. 😉

The need to be inside her was staggering now that he was naked. He wanted to go slow, to savor this moment, to bring her to the edge over and over again until she shattered with the force of it. Hunger clawed at him with every touch of her lips and hands on his body. She was doing the teasing, stoking the fires of his desire to a fever pitch and doing her best to damn him with sensation. His wings burned and itched under her touch, rippling with a life of their own. Muscles long out of use throbbed and surged beneath his skin. He couldn’t take much more of this.

“Persephone,” he panted, “I-I can’t-” He plunged a finger inside her and groaned, the slick folds parting with an ease that had him dying for more. Lucius heard her suck in a breath.

“God, please!”
He’d thought touching her would satiate the need to be inside her. His mind reeled at the hoarse sounds coming from her throat as he stroked the softness of her sex and knew he would never be satisfied. Ever.

Her breath came in shallow little gasps while she bucked under the cadence of his hand. His body hardened in response as he felt her tense under the strain. She was wound tight like a spring, ready to explode. He would take her there if it killed him.

Her head thrashed on the pillow and she grabbed at him with furious hands, her lovely face awash with pleasure. Beads of sweat broke out on his body as he gritted his teeth and tried to ignore the rock hard pulsing of his cock.

“Please, Lucius. More…I need…” Her voice was pleading. Lucius drove his fingers faster, sinking into her, drawing out her desire. He felt her snap and she cried out his name as her back arched in climax, her body jerking its release.

He held her close, whispering soothing words over the curve of her ear, but she wasn’t finished. Her hungry hands reached for him again, and he gasped as she found his hard length and wrapped her hand around it.

“I want you inside me. I want to feel you,” she whispered.

He was lost. Lucius spread her legs with his knee and positioned himself at her center. He growled, “Mine” again, and thrust hard, joining them deep. She absorbed the shock and hung on, urging him higher. Persephone’s body wrapped around his as if they were made for each other, locked together in a perfect fit.

At their joining, the wings on his back blazed hotter, the fire spreading through his limbs. He felt them shift and pull as if they were trying to break free from his earthbound form and unfurl into the night. They roiled under the surface of his skin, threatening to pierce their way out. He groaned louder, her sweet little body taking all of him and clasping so tightly he could barely breathe. He wanted to fly. His skin crawled with it. With each pounding thrust he could feel it, and the pain of his wings hissed and fought with the pleasure of his body. He wanted to soar.

Persephone’s soft moans and gasps fueled his desire, rocketing it forward, and he could no longer hold back. His hips pistoned back and forth, rocking her against the mattress, each satiny stroke destroying his sanity. Somewhere in the distance, he heard her call his name and felt her tense again. Her second orgasm drove him over the edge, the contractions of her sex triggering his blinding response. The explosion nearly knocked him over and everything went white. His balls tightened and his body flexed, and Lucius threw back his head and shouted in triumph. He was flying. After all this time, he was flying.

Thank you for stopping in today, Tom! I have to say, on behalf of myself, Lia and even Michael this makes up for monopolizing Tara’s entire night!

I hope you enjoyed that and make sure you get a copy of this FABULOUS book for your very own. Here’s where you can find it and more about Tara.

Two Special Guests for Our Last #ThursdsayThirteen! @LynnTylerBooks @kendallmckenna

Hello everyone! Today at Behind Closed Doors I have two very special author friends sharing the first thirteen lines or sentences of one of their new releases. Fellow Siren author Lynn Tyler will be sharing a snippet from her book Their Rebel Mate which is available for pre-order now. Author Kendall McKenna is here to share from her soon to be released Nights in Canaan. Both books promise some smokin’ hot love scenes between the characters. You won’t want to miss either one of them! Now let’s get the party started, shall we? Oh, and make sure you read all the way to the end. Kendall is offering a way for you to win a free ebook.

First up is the Lynn with the second book in her Helan Universe series. In this one, human females are being asked to mate with males from another world. Let me just share the blurb with you so you can get an idea of what obstacles the Helan males face convincing the human females to have sex with their hunky selves. Sorry…just had a brief hot flash with my day dreaming!

Chief of Communications Kerek and his mate, Ambassador Thantos are tasked with educating humans on Helan culture. It’s not an easy job considering there is a movement dedicated to making sure that no female mates with Helan males.

Kim McManus is determined to keep as many human women from being forced to mate the Helan males as possible. So what if the Helans have made mating with them voluntary? The Helans history of telling half truths makes them suspicious in her books. Suspicious enough that she hijacks a television signal to plead her case.

When she’s given a chance to stay on the Helan star ship for a month to learn about their culture, she grabs it with both hands. But what happens when she ends up bonded with Thantos and Kerek, two of the very males she’s been campaigning so hard against?

Now here’s her Thirteen Sentences

Gods, the humidity on this planet sucked the energy right out of him. Thantos breathed in another lungful of the sticky, heavy air and lifted his long hair off the nape of his neck. He really disliked the sweat that was rolling down his spine.

Disliked. That was ambassador speak for hated. At least that’s what Kerek, his mate, said.
But really, this humidity was disgusting. Every inch of him was damp and drooping, including the inches currently hanging left and limp between his legs.

Of course, he wasn’t the only thing that was limp. Even the trees were flagging. The grass had withered away to brown, straggly strands that would probably turn to dust at the slightest touch.

The scent of exhaust was stifling and burned his nostrils.
The house the United States Government had offered to put them up in loomed in the distance. It was a beautiful old building, the white paint seeming to shimmer in the heat.

More about Lynn and her books

Adult Excerpt for Their Rebel Mate featured at Sassy Vixen Publishing Blog

Saturday Spotlight at The House of Taboo March 2nd

And now for our second guest, Kendall McKenna who writes M/M erotic romances. Do you see why I paired these fabulous authors today for my very last Thursday Thirteen feature? What better to pair up with a MMF menage than a M/M? I knew you’d all see it my way, plus these ladies do NOT disappoint! So let me share the blurb from Nights in Canaan so you can get a little bit of a teaser before the opening lines.

Love and hate. Good and evil. Life and death. The universe requires balance, whatever the cost. An ancient vampire rises, time after time, threatening the survival of the human race. An ancient warrior is reborn, again and again, with the singular purpose of halting the vampire’s bloody rampage. With each encounter throughout time, their passions burn and their emotions deepen. The vampire shares his body and the warrior shares his blood. When they are no longer able to cause one another harm, the lovers hesitate to fulfill their destinies. Will the ancient warrior sacrifice the whole of the human race, in exchange for eternity in the arms of the vampire he loves?

Oooooo…she had you at vampire didn’t she? Then toss in an ancient male warrior who comes back lifetime after lifetime in order keep humanity safe from the blood drinker and you have me hooked. Top that off with the two of them falling for each other…OMG!

Here’s the opening lines from this amazing tale.

The night was moonless and warm. Jesse folded the edges of his bisht more snugly about himself. A short, bronze sword hung from his waist. A sword of considerable length was strapped to his back, his wings folded tightly over it. The sword was forged from a metal humans would not smelt for thousands of years.

Jesse pulled the end of his keffiyeh over his face as he strode between the dwellings constructed of mud brick and wood. His footsteps kicked up the dust and dirt that covered most of the pathways. Gina was a city in its infancy, still more village than metropolis, and had few paths paved with cobbles.

To the east, shouts of anger and aggression rose up and were carried to Jesse on the wind. That same wind held the scents of unwashed humans, penned livestock, and the waste products of both. Jesse hated when the mission for which he had been reborn pulled him from the desert and into a city. In the desert, the humans did not live so tightly clustered, wallowing in their own filth.

Now a word from Kendall about Knights of Canaan…

And that’s my first thirteen! I hope it gets your attention and makes you want to check out the entire story. It’s hard to get the full picture from just thirteen lines. Especially with this story, because it’s about two immortal beings who keep finding each other throughout all eternity. The story shows the Ancient Warrior and the Ancient Vampire at three different, distinct times in history, and the decisions they have to make in the face of their destinies and their love.

This isn’t your typical vampire love story. Like with my werewolves, I tried to write something different, out of the ordinary, not like all the other stories out there. I think I succeeded. So far, I’ve made two editors cry. If a writer’s job is to evoke emotion in their readers, I’m on the right track.

More about Kendall and where to find her book

Kendall McKenna’s first work of fiction was written at the worldly age of nine, and was a transformative work that expanded on the story told in a popular song of the time.
She tried her hand at vampire and cowboy fiction, winning high school poetry and short story contests along the way. It wasn’t until she discovered the world of m/m erotic fiction and found her stride with cops, Marines and muscle cars, that she felt inspired to share her stories with readers who enjoy the same things.

Putting herself through college by working in a newly-created HIV testing clinic in her local Department of Health, introduced Kendall to the gay and lesbian community. Understanding and empathy has made her a lifetime advocate of GLBT issues.

A brief bout of unemployment gave Kendall the time and focus she needed to finally produce a novel worth submitting for publication. Her first novel, Brothers In Arms, introduced the world to her authentic military stories and characters.

Kendall was born and raised in Southern California, where she still lives and works. A non-conventional relationship has kept her happy for the last decade. Her four dogs enjoy it when she writes, as she sits still long enough for them to curl up around her.

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Thank you all for celebrating my last Thursday Thirteen on this blog. Special thanks to both Lynn Tyler and Kendall McKenna for sharing their new releases with me today and every time they visit.

Donna Michaels’ Book Tour–Captive Hero

Welcome to the eighth stop in Donna Michaels’ Book Tour for Captive Hero. She has two great prizes she’s offering up on this blog tour. After you read about her book, stop by the bottom of this tour stop to find out how you can win a free download of any of Donna’s back list, plus a $15 Amazon Gift Card!

Test flying an invisible plane—unreal
Time-shifting to WWII—unbelievable
Capturing a hero—unavoidable.

When Marine Corps test pilot, Captain Samantha Sheppard accidentally flies back in time and inadvertently saves the life of a WWII VMF Black Sheep pilot, she changes history and makes a crack decision to abduct him back to the present. With the timeline in jeopardy, she hides the handsome pilot at her secluded cabin in the Colorado wilderness.

But convincing her sexy, stubborn captive that he is now in another century proves harder than she anticipated—and soon it becomes difficult to tell who is captor and who is captive when the more he learns about the future, the more Sam discovers about the past, and the soul-deep connection between them.

As their flames of desire burn into overdrive, her flying Ace makes a historical discovery that threatens her family’s very existence. Sam’s fears are taken to new heights when she realizes the only way to fix the time-line is to sacrifice her captive hero…or is it?

Can love truly survive the test of time?

PG-13 Excerpt:

The door suddenly jerked in and to the right with such force Sam stumbled forward into the cabin.

Son-of-a…

Before she could regain her equilibrium, something big hit the back of her calves and knocked her to the floor—hard.

Intruder? So help me, if he hurt the captain…

Instinct kicked in. Knee thrust upward, she made contact with a solid object and heard a muffled oath before she rolled in the opposite direction. Large hands gripped her waist, and despite her clumsy attempt to hold on to the threshold, he yanked her back.

Yeah, coming here without a weapon had been a real good idea.

Fast and precise, she drove her elbow into the vicinity of her assailant’s jaw and sent a sharp jolt up her arm. She swallowed a cry of pain and rejoiced in his second muffled oath. Two for me. With a quick roll, she scrambled to her knees and began to rise when a heavy weight hit from behind, dropped down and pinned her face-first to the cold, wooden floor.

“Not so fast. Sam is it?”

That familiar, deep voice split the silence, while hot, panting breathes stirred more than the hair on her neck. Uncontrollable shivers covered her skin as recognition stole the fight out of her. This wasn’t an intruder. It was Captain Mitchell. Thank God. He was safe.

But she wasn’t.

The instant she stopped struggling, her body became deliciously aware of every hard, solid inch of the six-foot-two-inch frame completely covering her from head to toe.

Holy Black Sheep.

The urge to wiggle just so he’d press tantalizingly closer was almost more than she could bear. If only I was on my back… The errant thought sent a wicked quiver straight to her core.

You’re a Marine. You don’t give in.

Sam tamped down her burgeoning desire and willed her voice to convey calm. “Let me up, Captain. I can explain.”

“No, and damn right you can.” He lifted up slightly, easing some of his weight.

Thank goodness…I think.

Instead of knocking him off balance and regaining the upper hand, she drew in a few breaths and refrained from retaliating. She’d abducted the man. He was out of his element. She needed to keep things civil.

Mistake number one.

A swift motion had her arms yanked behind her back, while he wrapped her crossed wrists with something strong and thin. Fishing line? Oh, hell no!

“What in the world do you think you’re doing?”

No answer.

“Damn it, Captain. You let me go, now.” She thrashed from side to side, trying her best to free her legs from his shifting weight.

“No,” he said, and granting her earlier wish, pressed closer.

Funny, she wasn’t as happy about the pinning as she’d originally imagined.

Unable to move, and barely able to breath, she stilled. Best to see what he wanted, and bide her time until he let his guard down. And he would let it down, of that she had no doubt. Men always did.

Cold from the floorboards cooled her heated skin as she twisted her face to the side. What little breath his weight would allow funneled into her lungs. “You can get off me now.”

No answer.

“Captain.” She tried to draw in another breath but only coughed. “I c-c-can’t brea…”

He lifted a mere fraction, but the extra space was enough to fill her lungs with a proper amount of air. “Thanks.” She coughed again.

In the next instant, he hauled her up off the floor and pulled her to the center of the sprawling living room. Alarm raced down her spine. He’d moved the furniture to the side. Damn man must’ve had this planned for days. Could she blame him? Of course not. He was a Marine. She would’ve done the same.

Plopped onto a wooden chair, arms hooked around the back, she clenched her teeth against the pain ripping her muscles. Dammit. If he wasn’t a Black Sheep, she’d kick his ass. Turning the tables on him would not be a problem. But she refrained. Barely.

He doesn’t understand, her mind reminded. You plucked him from the middle of war and dropped him in the middle of nowhere. Therefore, you will not give him a permanent limp.

Discipline once again kicking in, she relaxed her shoulders and the stiffness from her arms, and soon the sting of her restraints lessened.

“Now, Captain,” she said as calm as possible. “Kindly tell me what the hell you think you’re doing?”

“Why, I should think that was obvious…Sam.”

The Marine’s unfriendly tone sent shivers of the wrong kind down her spine. Her blood froze. This can’t be good. She lifted her chin, refusing to be intimidated. She also refused to look him in the eye. The last time had completely disoriented; not at all what she needed right now.

With her gaze fixed on his regulation tan shirt, she stared at the uniform, hoping to find the view safer.

Wrong.

Broad shoulders forced the material to hug his lean frame. Damn. He sure had wonderful muscle definition for someone born before the fitness craze. Her mouth dried. And the waxing craze. Ah hell. He had hair, too. A light sprinkling peaked out from his collar, teasing her with thoughts of what else his uniform concealed. She gave herself a mental shake and concentrated on the situation at hand.

“What’s obvious, Captain, is that you’re being a jerk. So you’d better spell it out for me. What are you doing?”

He stepped closer without a reply.

More intimidation tactics. Instinct cried out he wasn’t going to speak until she looked up. Damn, stubborn…

“I’m not interested in playing ‘who’s the baddest Marine’ with you. It’s been one hell of a long week. I’m tired, hungry, and thanks to you, I’m sore, so let’s call our tussle a draw.” Composed, her voice belayed the turmoil swirling in her gut. Fine, he wanted her to look up, she’d look up.

With fingernails biting into her palms, she tipped her head and stared into a pair of unmerciful, cold, blue-green eyes. Beset with an overwhelming urge to swallow—okay, gulp; his unfriendly gaze demanded she gulp—Sam’s cowardly side did an about-face and her chin lifted higher.

“Well? Do you always treat women this way? Does man-handling make you feel big and strapping?”

Frosting further, eyes now more blue than green narrowed as his clenching jaw cracked out an ‘I’m losing my control’ tune.

Way to go, Sam. She pushed him into pouncing tiger mode and was the only flesh around. At least she possessed the good sense to back down. Usually. Too bad she left good with common back on the base.

“Okay.” Keep your mouth shut. Zip it. “Can I take your silence to mean there’s a reason you attacked me and tied me up?”

Muscled arms folded across a broad chest, while a humorless grin crossed his face. “Oh, there’s a reason all right, Sam. A very good one.”

“And your reason is?”

His grin disappeared, along with her breathing.

“To capture the captor.”

R Rated Excerpt:

What the hell was he holding? A slingshot?

A very expensive, sexy slingshot. No, Mitch’s mind insisted. It was underwear. Samantha had a matching top. His gaze shot to the purple bra. The skimpy scrap of satin had to be underwear. Fuck me. His mind instantly conjured up a vision of the temptress wearing the decadent scraps. His groin dutifully hardened.

Damn, sexy spy.

Spy…

His gaze sought the purple satin in his hand again. Son-of-a-bitch! Maybe it was both. Underwear which doubled as a weapon. A small shaft of admiration broke through his haze. Ingenious.

“Um, if you’re done inventorying my bag, I’d like my clothes now.”

He dropped the slingshot at the same time his gaze ricocheted to the towel-wrapped agent dripping in the bathroom doorway.

Holy mother of God.

She was naked. Thanks to him.

In a towel. Thanks to him.

Dripping in the doorway. Thanks to him.

Try as he might, Mitch couldn’t get his mind past those facts. The same thoughts shot through his head over and over again. Probably because the sight of the sexy vixen sent all the blood rushing to his groin—where it now throbbed with painful precision.

Damn. She was pin-up worthy. The fierce urge to nibble, stroke, and lick had him squirming in his seat. That…and his zipper bit unmercifully into his swollen dick.

“Well, Captain?”

He blinked and attempted to focus on her face. Nothing doing. What a pair of gams. His gaze stayed glued to the legs he had known would be a sin to cover. Long and lean, curvy and supple, they gleamed under the glow of the fire since the sun had set. I should be the only thing allowed to cover those beauties.

Shit. Where the hell had that thought come from?

“Yo? Captain? Earth to captain? My eyes are up here.”

He heard her words, followed by a clicking noise. Mitch blinked again, and realized the woman was not only snapping her fingers, she was smiling.

“That’s better,” she said. “So, can I have my clothes back?”

“No.”

Hah! That wiped the smile from her smug face. Shit. Wait. Now she was striding closer, green gaze glistening like twin emeralds, a bounce rippling through gorgeous, full breasts, despite the tightly wrapped towel.

“No?”

Heaven help him, she grabbed the edge of the table and leaned closer. His mind went blank. What a view! Her delectable cleavage and all that silky skin filled his horizon. She was flawless, supple and he wanted desperately to explore.

“What do you mean, no?”

Yes…

“Captain!”

He jumped, and reluctantly ripped his gaze from her mind-drugging curves. “What?”

“I want my clothes. Now.”

She reached for a pile. But he was quicker. He grabbed her wrist, and a damn fission shot through his body again. What the hell? She yanked free and stepped back.

Ignoring the pounding in his veins—and both heads—he slowly rose to his feet, positioning himself between her and the table. Hell if he’d allow her to take anything until he knew it was safe.

“I’m not done yet.”

“Oh, for crying out loud.” She groaned. “It’s just my clothes.”

His brows shot up. “Really?” He reached behind him for the strange little packet of pills he’d found. “Then where the hell do you wear these?”

A small smile tugged at her lips, and son-of-a-bitch, a spot of color seeped into her cheeks. She was blushing. Why was she blushing? Spies don’t blush. Do they?

“You don’t wear them. Y-you take them.”

He waved the packet. “No shit.” What did she think, he was an idiot? His heart hammered and he wondered just what she’d planned on doing with the pills. He stared hard at his blushing abductor, but spoke soft. “You plan on drugging me, Samantha?”

Amusement flittered through her remarkable eyes. “No. Not unless you’ve grown a pair of ovaries.”

There wasn’t anything funny about…Wait? Ovaries? He glanced at the pills.

“They’re my birth control pills, Mitch. Give me them.” She stepped closer and reached for the packet.

Birth control what? He held the pills out of her reach and frowned down. “Control birth?” Shit. “Are you pregnant?” Cripes, he hoped not. Not after the way he manhandled her today.

“No!” She shook her head, her shoulders rounding in exasperation. “I’m not pregnant. The pills prevent pregnancy.”

Was that even possible? Maybe. He wouldn’t put anything past the Germans.

He folded his arms across his chest, his body heating before he even got the words out. “So, you are planning to seduce me.”

“What? Oh for the love of…” Her mouth clamped shut, eyes glittered and body stiffened. “If you must know, I need the hormone therapy to help with cysts. I have to take one pill a day at the same time every day, and I’ll need one first thing in the morning. Now, give me my damn pills!”

Before he could react, she lunged for the packet and gripped the bottom edge. Damn, she was fast. He pulled while she tugged, and he tried desperately to ignore the soft curves brushing his body or the mouthful of wet hair tickling his face. God, she smells great. More vanilla. He inhaled and a layer of warmth increased the heat already throbbing inside. Touching her was out of the question. He’d just have to keep twisting and lifting.

Several more seconds of sweet torture and he finally got the upper hand. Success. He ripped the pills from her grasp.

“Dammit, Captain,” she growled, her warm breath hitting his chin.

Didn’t the woman know how to give up? Apparently not. She continued her delicious assault, pressing against him, reaching, trying to crawl up his body for the damn packet. Fuck. She was potent.

And naked.

All the struggling loosened the towel which softly thudded on to his right foot.

“Shit!” She released him and bent down to grab the wayward towel, brushing his throbbing body along the way.

He went still. Very still. He didn’t even dare to breathe. But he did look. Oh, hell yeah, he looked.

The whole right side of her was in his line of vision. Her smooth back and fantastic ass mesmerized, drew him in until he became dizzy from not breathing. He closed his eyes and gulped in air. Damn, the things he wanted to do to her. Eyes opening, he stared at the naked beauty clutching the towel in front of her in a feeble attempt to cover up.

Too late. He saw every last glorious inch of the front of her body. God, she was mouthwatering.

And hairless…

How? His racing pulse stopped for two beats, then tripped into hyper speed. She was unhindered. No hair. Nothing. Just smooth, soft, silky…

His gaze lingered in the barely concealed section where her hand now held the towel in place. Was it a German thing? Hell, it didn’t matter. A strong urge to touch her and taste her, to sink deep inside tore through his body with unrelenting force. He fought back a groan. Fuck. He was hard enough to pound spikes into concrete.

“P-please, Mitch,” her soft plea rattled him.

Make that railroad ties. His dick was hard enough to pound railroad ties. With one swing. And no hands. He dragged more air into his lungs, praying it would unfog his brain as he slowly lifted his gaze to her face.

A Word From Donna…

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A little bit more about me…

Multi-published in eBook and print, I write from short to epic, sweet to hot across several romance genres through The Wild Rose Press, Whimsical Publications, and this book–Captive Hero marks my first foray into self publishing.

I’m married to a military man for over twenty-six years. We have four children, several rescued cats, and live in Northeastern Pennsylvania, where we enjoy all four seasons…although, I’d love to enjoy summer a bit longer and winter a bit less.

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The Island is available in print!

Hello everyone!

I’m sorry it’s been a little bit since I’ve been back to give you any more updates on my writing. It’s been a hectic last few months to say the least. Now that the official book tour is over, I can sit back and breathe a little bit. I had received word from Siren Bookstrand that The Island (Now and Forever 2) was going to be released in print much sooner than the April projected dates. Imagine my surprise when I was updating my links on Amazon to find that the book was available a full TWO WEEKS before the new projected date! Whoohoo!

So now you can get the paperback versions of The Island on Amazon and on Barnes and Noble. I’m sure there are other sites out there that may have it available and if you find them, just put the links up in the comments section with this post.

Thank you all for supporting me in my journey. I couldn’t do any of this without you. The new poetry book is nearly finished and will be edited shortly. I still have the goal of the end of this month to get it out on Smashwords. Amazon will follow shortly after that. I’m going to try a new writing program called Scrivener with my new projects. I have so many open WIPs and tons of notes all over the place under multiple pen names. I’m confusing the hell out of myself on a daily basis! If I’m confused, how the heck will I ever get my characters all sorted out and in the right books with the right authors. Oy!

Another project I’ll be undertaking is creating a shared world called the Tempations Resort series. I got the idea for a shared world project from the amazing one done by the authors with Wiccan Haus. I have loved all the books I’ve read by the multiple authors and I still plan on one day submitting one of my own for consideration in the series. If you haven’t checked them out yet, make sure you do especially if you love paranormal romances. Here is the LINK for their blog. It will explain their whole world.

For Temptations Resort, I wanted to create a world centered around an adult island getaway. There guests will be able to explore any and all of their sexual fantasies whether sweet, sensual, exotic, erotic, or taboo. Once the first book is out, then other authors can add to the world with their own works from all heat levels of romance. Now I write erotic romances, but the sweet stuff is very welcome too. The core idea here is that it’s a fantasy world where the characters get to explore their secret dreams and desires. They can learn about and experience the world of BDSM, create role playing scenarios with a partner or two, experience a menage with as many partners as they wish, or have a quiet getaway with their love. Look for that series to start being released later in the year, maybe by summer from Sassy Vixen Publishing.

All of my books are now on Amazon!

It’s official!

The Island (Now and Forever 2) is available for purchase on Amazon US and Amazon UK. I was expecting it to be there at the earliest sometime next week, but for some reason I decided to check last night and there it was. It’s being offered for $3.99. I’m still waiting for it to show up on Barnes and Noble and iTunes, but within the next couple weeks it should be there along with the first book in this series and my first poetry book.

Starting in about 3 hours is my 24 hour Release Party on Facebook. I’ve got some fun planned at different times during the day so that I can catch people from multiple time zones. Lots of swag and naughty gifts are up for grabs and one Grand Prize for one lucky person. I’ve set up the Rafflecopter for that one to make it fair.

December 14th is going to be another busy day. I’m stopping off at the blog of Miranda Stork as part of the promotional tour for The Island and I’m participating in the Candy Cane Kink Blog Hop on my Sassy Vixen Publishing blog and as my alter ego Lia Michaels on her blog The House of Taboo. Click on the tabs on the menu at the top of the page to take you to those sister blogs on December 14th. You can also find out where the next stop is on the tour by clicking another tab above.

Well, I’m off to get the Margaritas and Mai Tai’s ready for the party! I hope to see you around the tour and the hops over the next few days!

Brightest Blessings

~Tammy

The Island Tour Continues…

Hello all! I’m busy “traveling” with the virtual tour celebrating the release of The Island (Now and Forever 2). Today’s stop is over on my fellow Siren author Lynn Tyler’s blog. She’s been kind enough to host me this week AND get ready for her own release. She is simply amazing!

Make sure you stop in and leave a comment. Let me know what you think about the shorter novels vs. the epics. Which do you prefer? Here’s the LINK. See you there!

Brightest Blessings!

Tammy

Surprise Guest Crashes the #WickedAfterDark Party

Welcome once again to Behind Closed Doors and the Wicked After Dark Halloween Blog Hop. So far we’ve had several characters from The Island (Now and Forever 2) visit with us. I even got to spend time with Quinn and Jacob yesterday. I had intended on asking them questions, but somehow Jake turned it around to ask me a few questions. I didn’t mind. If it helped to solidify his decision about whether or not he was going to stay on the Island or go back to the real world to find Quinn again then I would gladly sit through hours of interrogation for him.

As most of you know by now, The Island is a prequel to For the Love of Quinn. One of my favorite secondary characters in that first book has been pestering me as of late. He’s wanted to weigh in a bit on the prequel. Since it’s very difficult for me to say no to this person, I thought it would be a good idea to bring him here today. He will show up again in book three, so why not get you all prepared for the whirlwind that is Anthony Mancouso.

Whirlwind? Really? Can’t you do better than that? You are the sassiest broad I know and yet you can only come up with “whirlwind?” Honey, please.

LOL! Can you stop with the melodramatics for once, Mr. Mancouso? How would you want me to introduce you? As the biggest pain in my ass? 😉

Well, that would be a bit better than a limp ass tornado. How about Typhoon Tony?

That is a good description of you. You zip in, take over and leave a person a complete wreck after you leave. Typhoon Tony it is!

(He crosses his arms over his chest and rolls his eyes at me. He knows I hate that, especially since he constantly reminds me this is how I look when I get upset with him. Another interview is going to be hijacked by a diva!) Oh come on! I wore your favorite purple shirt today. You are an author for Goddess sake and yet you stick with something silly as Typhoon Tony? I was joking, you know.

You are such a diva, Anthony! Did Steve put you up to this? He was here the other day and absolutely tortured me. He kept bringing up our past even after he promised to not to talk about it.

Of course I’m a diva and that’s why you love me. Seriously, did you actually think Steve wouldn’t try to turn the interview into a trip down memory lane? You are the one woman who got away. And don’t you say that was Quinn. We all know her time with Steve was just to get her to the point in her life where she found Jacob again.

So you’ve been paying attention to the story lines now, huh?

I always pay close attention when it comes to Stephen and those he’s allowed in his inner circle. You know better than anyone how he used to close himself off from anything but his work. I’m still not happy you had Quinn bring him out of his workaholic ways. It should have been you.

Stop it! This is supposed to be a discussion about Quinn and Jacob. Not about what could’ve been between me and Steve. You aren’t so innocent here. Aren’t you still in love with him yourself?

Just like you, he will always have a special place in my heart but I have found my always and forever now. As a matter of fact, it was Stephen who introduced us. Imagine that. He introduced me to you too.

For that I’ll be forever grateful. I couldn’t imagine my life without you in it, Anthony. Who would plan my vow renewal with Liam?

I wouldn’t let anyone else handle that. Your Liam is such a dreamboat, especially when he’s in that dress uniform. Who would have thought you’d end up with a hunky man in the Coast Guard? I always pegged you for a Marine Corps kind of gal.

LOL! Well, I do have a weakness for all men in uniform but let’s get back on track. Tell me about the first time you saw Quinn and Jacob together. Could you tell they were soul mates or were you still upset she wasn’t with Steve?

I will admit I was a tiny bit disappointed Stephen didn’t fight for her. Once I got over that, I understood why. He saw the connection between Quinn and Jake right from the start. I had to see it for myself to believe it and boy did I ever! I could feel the electricity between them even from across the room. It’s like those stories you read about in Reader’s Digest about someone who survives a lightning strike. Those victims could feel the static electricity in the air before they were struck. My skin literally tingles whenever they are around. Being able to see them on the Island helped put it all into perspective for me. When you are given a gift from The Three, it’s probably wise to not refuse!

I’ll have to agree with you on that one. Finding out you’ve been searching for each other for multiple lifetimes only to be torn apart again and again, has to be a bitter pill to swallow. I mean, is this time going to turn out like the others or will you finally get your happily ever after as promised?

(Anthony rolls his eyes at me again.) Honey, when the Goddess Fate herself gives her word, even a Sassy Vixen like you would have to think twice about doubting your foretold destiny.

You got me there, Anthony.

Here, there, everywhere. You know I always have your back, mi amor. So when are you going to let me start planning that vow renewal of yours?

When are you going to let me write more about you and the love of your life?

Meow! You sure have the snappy comebacks tonight. I’m serious. I have a ton of ideas.

So do I. 😉

Now who’s the one going off script?

Touche!

As much fun as we always have together, I’m afraid we’re going to have to wrap things up. There are many stops left in this blog hop and we shouldn’t keep everyone here. So many contests…so little time! Hurry up now. You only have until November 1st. Make sure you check out the Rafflecopter to see if you qualify to get more entries in our contest here. Also make a special trip to our sister blog Sassy Vixen Publishing to enter in that contest too. The frog linky below will take you to the list of the over 200 other participant. See you again tomorrow!

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Quinn and Jacob join the #WickedAfterDark Celebration

Welcome to Behind Closed Doors and the Wicked After Dark Halloween Blog Hop. For those of you who’ve visited every day since October 24th, thank you! If this is your first time here, I hope you enjoy what you see and visit the last posts as well as the next few days. You have several opportunities to win the naughty prize package I’ve put together. If you are the lucky winner, you’ll want to be sure you have someone to share the toys with. Sure they can be fun if used alone, but they are SIZZLING if shared. In case you’re wondering…yes, the package does include batteries! 😉

I’ve had a marvelous time chiming in on the blogs and letting my characters take over too. Well, letting Steve take over may not have been the smartest move on my part, but all in all I still had a nice time with him. I just wish he’d stop telling folks about our past. Sheesh!

Today I have a special treat. We’re headed over to the Island to visit with Quinn and Jake. They’ve spent a bit of time together in paradise. I want to check in with them and see how their doing. Maybe they’ve decided what they’re going to do. For those of you who don’t know their story, let me bring you up to speed.

These two people have been fated to be together for several lifetimes. Instead of being able to have their happily ever after, both of them have made choices that lead them away from each other. Their hearts continued to long for each other and their souls cried out to The Three to have mercy on them. The Goddess Fate listened and championed their cause to her brothers, Yeshua and Lucius. Together they agreed it was time these two star-crossed lovers got their happy ending. More importantly to the gods, Quinn and Jacob’s life paths crossed many others. If they didn’t find each other in this lifetime, the paths of the others would be altered as well. There was too much at stake for too many people in this life cycle and the next.

In order for us to travel to the Island, we have to go into a dream state. All you have to do is sit back, relax and let your mind settle. Clear your mind and leave this world behind. Don’t worry about your bodies. The Guardians will watch over them for us while we visit our heroine and hero. Go on. Let yourself go. Listen to the waves hitting the beach. The tide is coming in as the sun is setting. Open your eyes.

We’re here.

Look up the beach. There’s someone waving us over. Is it? Yes! It’s Jake. I hope you all don’t mind. I did send word to them we were coming. I didn’t want to show up to find them…well, you know! 😉

Come on over folks. Quinn and I have a whole barbecue planned for you. She’s inside working on some of the dishes and told me to keep you all entertained for a bit. My pop was here with Quinn’s brother Danny earlier. He said you had some questions you’d like to ask. Why don’t we start there?

Thank you for agreeing to see us today, Jake. You guys didn’t have to do all of this for us, but to be honest, I’m a bit hungry. Dream walking takes a lot of energy!

LOL! So I’m told. I haven’t tried it yet myself. Quinn will be happy to fill you in on her experience when she joins us. Come sit by me, Tammy. You and I have a lot of catching up to do.

What do you mean, Mr. Hartley?

Oh, don’t be coy with me. You are the one person who can tell me why I didn’t see the signs sooner about Julia.

You did see them. You just chose to ignore it. I think your heart was yearning so badly for Quinn, that you mistook what you had with Julia for what is destined to be with Quinn. You shouldn’t beat yourself up over it. You only wanted what your parents had, that once in a lifetime love that will never fade. You can have that.

I’m starting to believe it. This place has powerful magic. (his face lights up as Quinn walks through the sliding glass doors holding two large bowls of fruit.) And here’s the most powerful magic around.

What have you been saying about me out here, Mr. Hartley? (Quinn’s smile lights up her face and her eyes sparkle. I can definitely see why Jacob’s in love with her. She’s stunning!)

He’s just saying the Island has powerful magic. As a Wiccan, I have to agree. You can feel the energy here course through your veins. My skin has been tingling since we arrived. Can you feel it, Quinn?

(she stares into my eyes a moment before slowly nodding.) Yes. It was just a tingle when I first woke up here, but now after spending this time with Jake, it’s like something has reawakened inside of me. I don’t understand it.

I do. You’ve found your faith again. More importantly, you’ve found your faith in yourself and in your destiny. By the look on both of your faces, It seems we’ve come at the right time. You’ve made your decision haven’t you?

(Quinn places the bowls out on the banquet table and gestures to everyone to dig in. As we start to fill up our plates, she takes Jacob’s hand and holds it to her heart.) Yes we have. The sunrise this morning gave us both the sign we were waiting for. (Jake kisses her lips softly and smiles along with her.)

And?

Now and forever, Tammy. Now and Forever.

Well, how about we leave it at that for today. Join us back here tomorrow when I bring back a very special character from For the Love of Quinn to give his opinion of what has happened for our couple. Don’t forget to visit the other folks in the hop. You still have time to visit the over 200 blogs and get entered in their contests. Make sure you head over to my sister blog Sassy Vixen Publishing. There’s another prize package up for grabs there too. My alter ego, Lia Michael’s takes over the interrogation duties today. You don’t want to miss her guest!

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The Island’s Steve Reveals More for #WickedAfterDark

I was debating coming back here today with Steve. After he spilled the beans about how we met so many years ago, I’m not sure I want to be around when he lets more secrets out of the bag. Not that I’m worried my husband will find out about anything. I told him long ago about Steve and what we had together. I had to. Liam is my biggest cheerleader and I bounce ideas off of him. How would you think he would take it if I didn’t tell him about Mr. Vegas? Honestly, it was Liam who convinced me to come back today and finish the interview with Steve. When the love of your life says you should do something, it’s probably best to do it, no?

So here we are once again for another day of the Wicked After Dark Halloween Blog Hop. Many of you have taken advantage of the Rafflecopter and accumulated tons of entries in my contest for that naught prize package. Not sure what the prize looks like? Well, click HERE and it will take you back to the first post of the hop where I posted a picture of the items. Go on. I’ll wait for you.

Well, don’t wait too long. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover today. As for spilling the beans, I’m sure more than a few of your fans have already figured out that you and I have a past, darlin’. Instead of trying to ignore it, why don’t you just go with it. 😉

(there he goes again! It’s going to be another long interview!) As far as I knew, I was going with it and keeping you in the series. There was a time I was going to write you out. I was going to make you a tragic hero.

You were going to bump me off? Are you still upset with me that I didn’t tell Quinn about my illness sooner? You know it was the right decision at the time. I wasn’t sick and had been in remission for over ten years at that point.

I know. You were going to have a bad car accident and die of your injuries. Quinn was going to show up with Jacob and the gang and sing to you as you passed on. Unbeknownst to her, you had left your entire empire to her because—

But she did know. I told her about the change of my will. She didn’t like it one bit. She didn’t want to talk about me leaving her any time soon. That should have told you right there I made the right decision not to tell her about the Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.

Okay, I’ll give you that but you had to come clean about it when you got sick again. For a minute there, I thought you were going to go ahead and try to die on us anyway. You knew you couldn’t do that. Romance novels are required to have a happily ever after and my publisher would never allow me to kill you off anyway. What were you thinking skipping out on your doctor’s appointments like that?

As you recall, there was a lot going on around that time. I had a lot invested in getting Quinn and Jacob together. I guess I just got caught up in all the fun. I didn’t notice how run down I was getting until it was nearly too late. Lucky for me, the rest of the gang all had their blood tested to see if they could donate bone marrow. No one was more surprised than I was who matched.

I thought it would be a fun twist to have Jacob or Eric as donors, but that would make your relationship with Quinn even more complicated. Instead we were all surprised that Derek Quartermarsh matched you close enough he could be your sibling. Are you holding out on me here, Mr. Eischer?

Let’s just say I’m looking in to it. Derek was in foster care for all of his childhood. He was adopted by the Quartermarshs as an adult. It’s possible we could be related. There’s a lot about my parents I don’t know. My father kept many things from my older brother and me after my mother died. So how was it for you to write those scenes? Your dad passed away like Quinn’s because of Non-Hodgkin’s, didn’t he?

Yeah. He took eighteen rounds of chemo and still it thumbed it’s nose up at him. He left us ten months after he was diagnosed.

(Steve took both of my hands into his and squeezed tightly.) Just like Quinn’s dad?

Uh huh. Having to write the scenes where she is mourning Daniel’s death in The Island were hard enough, but having her talk about her dad’s death in the first book was difficult. Daniel talks about it again in The Island. He knows that his father is going to be taken away from their family. He’s torn because he can’t do anything to stop it. He is given the job of watching over you and Derek to be sure you both will be there for Quinn when she needs you the most.

Did you have anyone like me or Derek to turn to when your dad died? Besides your family I mean.

Here’s where you’re going to say Quinn and I are the same person. I did what she did. I buried all that pain and threw myself into my work. I shut myself off. I was in a marriage to a person who was more like a friendly roommate than a husband. It’s not his fault. We just didn’t mesh that way I guess. Living 2500 miles away from my family didn’t help. Can we talk more about Quinn and Jake, please?

You mentioned yesterday that you liked the way I enjoy fulfilling the dreams and fantasies of others. I wanted to thank you for giving me the chance to do that with the others in the Now and Forever series. Without Quinn and her sister Miranda walking into Saints and Sinners that night, I never would have met so many people I wanted to have in my life. Not only did I finally learn to take time away from work and enjoy all that my empire has given me, I get to share it with so many people.

And just what are you planning on doing next? You’ve started the ball rolling with Jacob’s ex-girlfriend Julia Santos. You’ve given her a chance to showcase her erotic art in Vegas and at the same time give her the opportunity to try to make amends with Jacob. That story will be told in The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3). Who else will you be working your magic on?

(Steve’s chest rumbled with soft laughter.) Oh you know me. I’ll have my hands in everything, but I hear that Quinn’s cousin Samantha is not only a veterinarian, but she’s looking to publish her first novel. I just may have to introduce her to my first wife. She’s the acquisitions editor over at Sassy Vixen Publishing. 😉

There you go again. Making sure you end up in books 4 and 5. Well, no matter. I’ve got a surprise for you in book 4.

Are you going to introduce me to my always and forever? You know I only have eyes for you, darlin’. No point trying to hook me up with anyone else.

Didn’t you learn anything from the visit from Lady Fate and the Guardians? You will be with your heart and soul very soon, Steve. You know the feeling that hits you when you lock eyes with your soul mate?

I’ve heard it described, but never had it happen to me that way. Jake’s brother Eric called it being thunderstruck. That’s how he described what he saw between Quinn and Jake on the dance floor. I saw it again between Eric and Quinn’s friend Jillian. It’s powerful enough that everyone around them can feel the attraction between them.

Well, hold onto your britches, Mr. Eischer. You are about to be thunderstruck very soon. And yes, you will meet her because of Quinn’s family. I should say because of your family. Didn’t both the Quartermarsh and Hartley clans unofficially adopt you?

Let’s say it was more I adopted them first and they had very little choice but to go with it!

Well, thank you so much for sharing more with me today. I have to admit it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be after yesterday. I’ll let you get back to running your empire now, but the invitation is open for you to come back any time.

Well, if things go as you say they will I’ll just have to take you up on that. I’ll bring my lady love with me next time.

For the rest of you, don’t forget to get your entries in the Rafflecopter and check out a few more of the other participants in this hop. As mentioned in other posts, my sister blog Sassy Vixen Publishing is also participating. Stop in there and talk more with the Guardian Michael Hartley.

Tomorrow Quinn and Jacob make an appearance. You don’t want to miss that!

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