Showing posts with label Mary Eason's Christmas Extravaganza. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mary Eason's Christmas Extravaganza. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

What I Want for Christmas. . .by Tina Donahue


When I began this post, I was thinking of all the sexy stuff a woman would want a man to give her or engage her in during the holidays. Visions of lingerie, chocolate (yeah, definitely chocolate), jewelry and some hot sex danced in my mind. I saw hubbies or boyfriends wearing nothing but mistletoe and maybe a little chocolate that just had to be licked off! :)

And then I thought that although those things are great, what I personally want is a guy I can trust, one who gives me a safe place to land, who’s there to pick me up when I fall. To me, it’s a bone-deep, soul-deep need. Nothing’s more romantic than trust.

It’s the type of feeling I tried to convey in my newest EC release Adored.

Although the book has tons of passion and steamy sex (“Fantastic” wrote Brande at My Foolish Wisdom; “. . .the fantasy scenes are that hot and the real love scenes between Danni and Adam are even hotter.” wrote Lilly at I Do Not Want to Wait, I Want the Book Now; “Hot! Hot! Hot! This was a smoking hot read.” wrote Reese at Night Owl Reviews; ". . .a sexy romance with some great love scenes and two characters you can’t help but like. . .I found Adored to be a very satisfying read.” wrote KB at Babbling About Books and More; “I loved this!” said Angelika Devlin at Alternative-Read.com), it also has heart. For too long Danni’s been cheated on and lied to by men. What she wants is an honest relationship. . .a lasting one. Read on to see what I mean:

BLURB:

ADORED - A shameless fantasy come true…When tall, dark and delicious Adam Farrell crosses Danni’s radar at a trade show in Vegas, it’s not lust at first sight. He’s been the star of her wicked fantasies for a while, pleasuring her in acts of domination and submission that leave her breathless. Aching for his masterful touch, believing she’ll never have it, Danni indulges in a public sex act Adam alone witnesses. What follows is a night of wild and unrestrained passion in his powerful arms. It’s only the beginning. An undisclosed business deal has turned Adam from competitor to Danni’s new boss. His hunger for her is absolute and he’ll make her fantasies seem tame as he takes her in ways she never imagined – whenever he wants, wherever he desires. Seduced by Adam’s plan to mix exquisite control with adoration, Danni’s swept into a sensual adventure she can’t resist. Until corporate politics intrude and she learns what Adam’s been hiding to protect her. . .a secret he’s long feared will tear them apart.

EXCERPT:

The hours ’til dawn moved too quickly. So did Saturday morning and afternoon. They decided on an early dinner to fortify themselves for the bulk of the evening. Their delivery of spring rolls, crab rangoon, dry garlic spareribs, twice-cooked pork, rice and noodles covered the end table in front of the fireplace.

An old hand with chopsticks, Danni deftly lifted morsels of food, tossed them in the air and caught them in her mouth. Although Adam smiled, his thoughts remained on their future or possible lack of it. On Monday they’d have less than five-and-a-half weeks together, unless he did something.

Halfway through their meal, a plan started to formulate in his mind, distracting him from Danni’s comment. He was about to ask her what she’d said when her cell phone rang. Swiping a noodle off her chin, she looked at the number. Instantly, he knew something was wrong and asked what he shouldn’t. “Who is it?”

“My mom. Sorry, I have to take this.” She went into his bedroom.
Adam turned down his Toni Braxton CD and listened to Danni pacing as she spoke in low, soothing tones.

He wondered if her mom had a drinking problem like his dad. For years, his father had abused alcohol and was now a decade sober. Even so, Adam couldn’t quite shake the terror he’d felt as a little kid, scared his dad would come home mad and yelling, or if the police would call, telling them he’d been hurt in an accident. He hoped her mom wasn’t causing her the same kind of grief.

She returned to the living room, clothes in hand. “I have to go.”

“What happened? Can you tell me?”

“It’s nothing serious. I mean, it’s not like my mom’s sick or anything.” She sat on his sofa and pulled on her socks. “My dad…” Shaking her head, she swore.
Adam joined her on the sofa. “I know this isn’t any of my business, and I shouldn’t even ask, but does he drink? Is he violent?”

“Oh no. He cheats.” She yanked on her right boot and laced it. “He’s been unfaithful since day one, and Mom usually pretends nothing’s happened. When that doesn’t work, she convinces herself to believe his lies. Still, it gets to her.” She put on her other boot. “Tonight he was supposed to take her to that remake of The Shining. She’s a huge horror fan. At the last minute, he said he had to work a security detail for the extra cash. He’s a cop. She asked me to go with her. I couldn’t refuse. She knows he’s with another woman. She needs me. I’ll probably stay over and keep her company tomorrow too. I’ve got such a screwed-up family.”

“Don’t we all.” He confessed about his dad.

“Oh.” Pain tightened her features. “I’m so sorry.”

He kissed her palm, desperate to make things right for her and them. “Thanks. I’ll throw on some clothes to drive you back.”

“I can take a cable car.”

“No. I’m driving you.”

She tried to lighten the mood as they headed back to the office, until Adam asked her to relax and just be herself. He couldn’t imagine anything better.

“You’re sure? I might cry.”

“Not a problem. My seats are waterproofed.”

She laughed briefly then sighed. “What I’m about to say doesn’t have any bearing on you, all right?” She continued before he could answer, “Some men don’t realize how deeply their deceit affects women. They believe it’s okay to lie, just as long as they’re not caught. And if they do get caught, they can always con their way out of it. To them, it’s a game. Let me tell you, it’s not. It’s like walking on hard ground that suddenly turns into quicksand, then back again without any warning. Eventually, you’re afraid to make a move. You don’t know what to believe or trust, including yourself.”

In all the romances I write, I want there to be a strong, lasting connection between my characters. Sure, there’s humor and sex and all that other good stuff, but heart is what really matters. At least, that’s what my fans say. 

For today’s extravaganza, I’ll be giving away a copy of Adored. Good luck, good reading, and Happy Holidays!

Snow Kissed

Today is one of those days Logan Reilly wished he’d stayed in bed. Not only does he have to deal with the annoying Winter Wonderland Carnival but his close friend, that whimsical lover of snow, Holly Armstrong, is leaving town forever. The question is why didn’t she tell him and why today, of all days, does he realize she might be more than a friend?

Holly can no longer stay in town knowing the man she loves only sees her as a friend. It’s time to move on; besides she has other career prospects.

As the carnival unfolds, watch God work in amazing ways. Can He change Holly’s mind and make her stay? Can He help Logan see beyond the friendship? Only time can tell.



Excerpt:

“Yes, Logan.” Holly tried to smile, but it was futile by the way he stared at her.

“I—I…would you like to dance?” He broke eye contact and pointed over at the activity above them.

His offer to dance couldn’t have been more surprising if he had expounded upon Bach’s harmonic chord analysis. Logan didn’t dance. Holly wasn’t even sure he could dance. The music playing was slow and romantic with the words sung in Italian by an awe-inspiring baritone. To dance in the muted light to such a song was way too romantic a gesture for Logan.

“You hate to dance.”

“Yeah, I know.” The smile he gave her was subtle as always, yet so darn adorable. Her legs went a little weak at the sight. Lord, help me. Seriously, Lord. Help! The last thing I need is to go head over heels—figuratively and literally.

****

How infuriating was this? Not only was he flubbing up all this with Holly, but now he’d roped himself into dancing. Not just dancing, but dancing in the gazebo at a major town function. Logan could just imagine the look on Muriel Potter’s face if she spotted them. He grabbed Holly’s hand and raced up the steps. No use in prolonging the inevitable.

It didn’t take long before they were face-to-face in one corner of the dance floor. He stepped closer, her profound blue eyes staring him down. She didn’t think he could do this. Her smile was almost a dare; it was definitely playful. He pulled her into his arms and began swaying in time to the music. Holly followed his lead without question as if they had been made for this moment in time, each movement fluid and together.

“You’re good,” she said, with a laugh.

“Surprised?” He gave her a slow spin.

“Yes!” she replied with energy when she faced him again.

“For that I just might make you dance again.”

“Threatening me now?”

“Is it a threat?” He tightened his hold around her waist and she pulled her perfect, sweet lips up into a radiant smile.

As they continued the slow dance, she rested her head on his chest and his heart began to thump rapidly. He lowered his head near her ear. “Why didn’t you tell me, Holly?”

Snow Kissed is Available at White Rose Publishing


All I Want for Christmas

Presents...Secret Santa...and One Determined Woman! That about sums it up…my new book, All I Want for Christmas.


Everyone loves to get a present, but what would you do if you had no idea who the gift was from and the only clue you had was a printed note with a thoughtful saying and signed Secret Santa?


I love Christmas and even if I didn’t, I have a five year old who wouldn’t allow me to Bah-Humbug it up. We’re fairly traditional and have a lot of fun during the season. I took that idea of families and traditions when I came to write this book. I asked myself that ‘What If?’ question. What if a person with a lot of family issues (who happens to hate Christmas) suddenly begins to receive gifts from a mysterious Secret Santa?


Voila! A story is born.



Best Friends or True Love? Only Santa Knows.


Kathryn Graham hates Christmas. She hates the snow, the decorations, the whole nine yards. Nick Pringle on the other hand can’t get enough of the season. He may be her best friend and fellow writer at Redburn Weekly Magazine, but sometimes his exuberance gets on her very last nerve. Now they’ve been assigned to cover the orphan toy drive story. It’s just a puff piece not the serious journalism Kathryn hopes for, but maybe—as Nick says—there are no old stories just new angles.


Nick Pringle has been in love with Kathryn practically since the day they met. When he realizes that she’s lost her Christmas spirit, he figures he’s just the guy to help her find it again. He enacts a plan to send her anonymous gifts from Secret Santa, but will any of this really make a difference in her? Will she ever see him as anything more than her smart-aleck partner even after their passionate kisses? Then again maybe he’ll get what he wants for Christmas after all.


Excerpt:

Halfway through the film, Nick’s fingers brushed over Kathryn’s wrist and a surge whipped through her like an electrical charge. His hand ended up on her knee, and he leaned over close to her ear. “You have any more of those Milkduds?”

“Huh?” Oh, candy. He just wanted more snacks. Well, of course, what other reason would he have for touching her like that?

“Here,” she whispered and held out the container to him.

His face remained close to hers, his warm hand still molded to the shape of her knee. She accidentally moved in too close and her forehead bumped his cheek. Looking up at him, Kathryn saw he wasn’t smiling. His eyes had grown serious and all thoughts of candy dissipated. His attention dropped to her mouth and suddenly Kathryn couldn’t swallow. Could he possibly be considering kissing her? Just then, he turned his attention back to the movie and lifted his hand from her knee.

An unexplainable inclination took over as Kathryn pushed his hand back to her knee. His face whipped back to her. Questions filled his features. His chest moved up and then down. He smoothed his hand over her pants from her knee to her thigh and back again. Her skin pebbled under the material at his touch. This was soon followed by heat tingling from her stomach to the tips of her toes.

She leaned in towards him and he met her halfway. And just like that their lips met. Giddiness spun through Kathryn’s head with sparks tingling her skin. The kiss was light and sweet yet searing all at once. Lucidity began to return to her the next moment. What was she doing? Oh, right, she was kissing Nick Pringle. She was kissing a co-worker. Worse yet, she was making out with her best friend. What was she thinking? She had to stop and yet it was the last thing she wanted to do.

The whole idea was ludicrous. An outrageous act and yet somehow her body’s sole response was that it wanted more. Whoa! Had it been that long since she’d had a date? Time to reign in those annoying hormones which threatened to take over her sanity.

She broke off the kiss and rested her hand against his chest. She could feel his heart speeding at the rate of a train. A train wreck is more like it. Ay-yi-yi! How was she going to get herself out of this one?


Available Now at Champagne Books