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A New Tale from the Coffin… JoAnne Kendrick

Tales from the Coffin book two is out, and if you can tear yourself away from the smexy cover below…. you can indulge in a naughty ghost hunter tale set in York and integrated into Lucy and Estella’s story. It’s just $1.99 to buy! And you won’t believe the ending. Something tells me a certain character from this threesome will be back in a later coffin story ;) oh, and watch for my future releases. I’ve a lot planned for this year! So far a book a month until August. But I’m sure I’ll be adding to that soon!

As Estella and Lucy’s story  unfolds a little more in each Tales from the Coffin book, I do recommend reading the series in order to get ‘the bigger picture’. But they can also be read as stand alones.

Book One: Strange and Beautiful

Book Two: All the Pretty Faces

Book Three: Bittersweet Symphony (coming August-ish)

Book Four: Treacle and Treason (coming Oct 26th)

More to follow.

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BOOK TWO, All the Pretty Faces
Estella is on edge. Why? The Bone Cruncher wants to collect his debt early. What’s a girl to do? Get her zombie lover to do her dirty work for her of course, while she entertains you with tea and a ghost hunter sandwich….
MidNight, a paranormal magazine show, transformed Lindsay from a jittery legal assistant into an almost famous TV presenter. Ghost hunting was the last job Lindsay ever expected to see herself doing, or loving. Best of all, the show had helped her face fears; the dark, and her own shadow. If only she could conquer Walker, too, her long time just-good-friends buddy.When her co-host Debra puts an offer of a threesome on the table after a live filming at York Castle Prison, Lindsay takes it into careful consideration. A menage with Walker and her nemesis will complete her confidence trip. But when things start going bump in the night, will three be a crowd?

EXCERPT

Estella, Vampire Queen of the Rejected, strutted back and forth across the basement, her feet clad in lace-up Victorian ankle books. Once upon a time white, they were now scuffed and stained. The metal-tipped heels chipped at the aged floorboards as she shuffled like a tap dancer on speed. Her vampiric movements caused her raspberry-red hair to flap about like butterfly wings, disturbing the stale, dusty air.

“Keep this up, and our guest will think you’re one of Dracula’s Brides,” Lucy crooned, her Yorkshire accent as crass as her platinum hair.

She didn’t just go there, did she? Estella didn’t have time for a lovers’ tiff, because The Bone Cruncher was coming early. His energy drew closer, raw and dripping with testosterone.

The strange tingle of nerves in her stomach wasn’t her style. Had she succumbed to lusting after men again? Or was it plain old hunger? Must be the latter. She had a sexy bombshell to quench her desires of the flesh—albeit rotting zombie flesh—and she’d sworn herself off men since the whole stood-up-at-the-altar-by-Dracula thing two centuries ago.

“Lucy, be a dear and send him down here, would you?”

“Send who downstairs?” Footsteps from above. Heavy. Masculine. They drew the blonde’s glance upward, and she sniffed the air. Recognition hit her expression. “The Bone Cruncher? How did you do that?”

“Dearest, I’ve told you a million times. I’m clairvoyant.”

Lucy rolled her eyes in disbelief. But the joke was on her. One of the eyeballs got stuck, and she had to finger it back into the normal position.

Estella snorted. “Yes. Really. I taught the Fox Sisters all they know, erm, knew.”

Lucy raised an eyebrow to further display how unbelievable it all sounded all while keeping her sight dead ahead, obviously trying not to find herself in the buggy-eyed predicament again.

Estella tsked and waved her away. “Oh, quit acting up in front of our guest and go get the Bone Cruncher.”

“Fox Sisters indeed. Sounds about right. They were charlatans, too. Only got away with making people believe they could talk to the dead because Victorian folk were gullible as f**k.”

“Am I gullible, dear?”

“Too right you are. Left at the altar much?”

“For goodness sakes, do as you’re told.”

“Like a dog, do anything for a bone.”

Estella slapped her hands to her hips and turned her nose up to assert some authority, and to distract from any telltale excitement of the impending visit from a certain man. She hoped it didn’t mean her feelings toward her little deady bear were waning. “You’ll do well to remember your place, dear Lucy.”

“Where’s that? Ball and chained up?”

Estella’s eyes lit. How silly of me to think I could stop adoring her. “That could work.”


WANT TO LEARN MORE? Tales from the Coffin NEWS over on Paranormal Romantics [inspiration for how I went to the dark side with this series] and Pop Culture Divas [full excerpt from Strange and Beautiful]
FOR AUDIO READING, EXCERPT, AND TRAILER CLICK HERE

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COMING SOON from the Tales from the Coffin series
Tentative Release: August 2012
& Book Four, Treacle and Treason
a Guy Fawkes special due for release October 26th

 by JoAnne Kenrick
www.joannekenrick.com


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A Bittersweet Release: Freedom in Chains

A couple of years ago I stumbled across a website that I found intriguing. It linked to an internet radio station and had fascinating shows lined up that informed us, entertained us, and helped nurture the strength and confidence inside us. Of course, I was hooked immediately. There was an added benefit- we got to have blog pages of our own right on the site!

This website is herewomentalksocial.com. I met Kay Van Hoesen, a fabulously talented woman who created the place, and others who had joined, needing to find their footing again. I shared some empowering poetry I’d written and found it had been appreciated. Over the past couple of years, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my attachment to the place. I don’t get there nearly as much as I used to, given the time constraints in my life, but I do always return. Like a baby bird returns to her nest.

This is where I met Dottie Laster, as well. And this is where my blinders came off to an insidious crime against humanity. Not too long after I joined I found and listened to Dottie’s radio show, TRAFFICKED. She exposes and explains the underworld of human trafficking of all kinds- slavery, sex. She reports on the ongoing efforts to prosecute those guilty of trafficking. And to this very day, she fights for the victims. Her company, lasterglobal.com seeks to bring awareness to companies about how to keep from hiring people who are being trafficked.

Breaking news came across the HWTS wire one day. A young woman had reached out to this very site and Dottie in an attempt to be rescued. After much machinations, terrifying moments, and a team of angels, she succeeded. She was brought to a facility specializing in helping those who have suffered long-term abuse and needed long-term care. It has been a long bumpy road, but she is healing and growing and learning what it is to be free and responsible for her own life.

Kay asked if I would write a short story celebrating this young woman’s freedom as well as bring awareness to the plight of so many. I agreed readily, and FREEDOM IN CHAINS is the result. I initially released it here, on my website, and simul-posted it on others’ sites who agreed to do so, on the anniversary of her rescue. But now, I feel like it needs a permanent place to live. A place where people can see it, purchase it, and know that by doing so, they’ve taken their BLINDERS OFF to this worldwide crime against humanity.

FREEDOM IN CHAINS releases today, and it is a bittersweet moment. I wish I didn’t have to write it. I wish there was no such depraved act such as human trafficking. But there is, and I refuse to put my head in the sand. Whenever I write something regarding trafficking, I use the phrase, BLINDERS OFF. This is to bring to our attention how so often we put them on to deny what’s going on around us, and trafficking is as close as our next door neighbor in many cases.

I hope you will go to FREEDOM in CHAINS on amazon or smashwords and purchase a copy today:

Proceeds from the sale of this short story will benefit millionkids.org.

Straight from their website, this is who they are and what they do:

Million Kids is the creator of the “Not In My Backyard”® anti-human trafficking campaign.

Million Kids is a 501(c)(3) public benefit nonprofit (EIN# 26-3174662) that combats human trafficking. Locally, we serve on the Riverside County Anti-Trafficking Task Force (RCAHT). We help activists and communities develop effective anti-trafficking programs in their locales.

At Million Kids, we…

  • provide educational, medical, and legal aid to survivors of trafficking and exploitation;
  • offer prevention programs that help children, youth and adults to stay free and to recognize how traffickers work;
  • equip activists and provide strategic support to assist law enforcement.

 RESTORE • PROTECT • EMPOWER

Million Kids serves on the Riverside County Anti-Trafficking Task Force (RCAHT). We educate and engage individuals, organizations and corporations about human trafficking.



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Crisis Diverted! A Space to Write…

Over the past few weeks I have been plagued with a finicky muse. She finally told me that the space I was using to write just wasn’t cutting it for her. The living room couch- no good. The office upstairs- nope. My bedroom- not happening. It seemed that everywhere I tried to write, there was always noise. Familiar noise that distracted me.


So I decided to block it out with white noise. Too high-pitched. But the pink noise was lovely for  a while. But then it became irritating to my ears, as well. So I tried music, something I already knew was a stretch. It’s so ingrained in me that I’m constantly distracted by it, so I didn’t hold out much hope. As suspected, I loved the music, but didn’t get much writing done.  

 

Well, my aunt came to my writing rescue! She offered her guest room, detached from the house, as a writing den whenever I wish. Just a room with a bathroom and closet. (No this picture is NOT her guest room.) SCORE! A perfectly quiet space to create. No more noise, no more masking the noise with more noise. I’ve been there twice this week and my muse is so happy. I have a snack table big enough for my laptop and a folding chair, just a tad uncomfortable as to keep me actively engaged. HEAVEN. I’m finally able to HEAR my story and write it down. This is a massive deal. You see, by next week, I’ll have a book to edit and yet another to continue writing. I need my peace and quiet to reach my goals. And so I shall have it. Ahhh!

Here are some famous writers’ writing areas…

Roald Dahl’s Writing Shed:                              Jane Austen’s simple area:      

                           

 

Piers Anthony’s:                                                Henry David Thoreau’s:
                

 

 

 


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Nely Cab is in the GUEST HOUSE with CREATURA! YA PROMO

 

ABOUT THE BOOK:

When seventeen year-old Isis Martin is having trouble sleeping due to perturbing dreams of a horrific growling beast, she decides to confront her fear. But what Isis discovers is something other than a menacing entity.

The human-like creature offers Isis assurance that he is not a figment of her imagination. Unwilling to accept his statement, Isis sets his words to contest by asking the entity to prove himself – a dare, he readily welcomes.

It is in her dreams that Isis innocently stumbles upon the silent existence of the divine lineage of those that man has long forgotten.

In a quaint town, deep in south Texas, this story leads Isis onto the path of impermissible love and captivating life-changing truths. Isis Martin’s journey is sure to leave any reader ravenous for more.

My website: www.nelycab.com
Blog: http://www.nelycab.blogspot.com
FB: www.facebook.com/authornelycab
FB: www.facebook.com/Creatura.by.NelyCab
Twitter: www.twitter.com/nelycab

Biography of Author

Nely Cab was born on December 9, 1974, in Matamoros, Tamaulipas, Mexico. She has lived and resided in South Texas most of her life. In 2001, the author relocated to Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico, where she dedicated time to the study of culinary arts and the art of oil painting.

After her return to the U.S., she resumed her employment in banking and later transitioned to the field of Social Work.

Today, Nely Cab writes from the comfort of her home in South Texas, where she lives with her husband and son. Currently, Ms. Cab is working on the second installment in her debut series “Creatura”.


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Alpha Male Exhibit Part 2- A Feast For Your Eyes on Hump Day

Here are more photos my sexually potent men have sent me to ogle over.  They’ve spoiled me for anyone else. And why should I go looking, anyway? I’m the luckiest woman alive!

Want a piece of this? Yeah, figured you would. I’m all about sharing with my friends so, let me re-introduce my angels and men to you. Rapturous misery loves company!

    

First, I’d like to introduce you to Raphael, my SAVIOR. No one does sex in a storm like he does. Raincoat NOT required! Just look at him. Who wants to be first to run their hands over his washboard and kiss away his troubles? Find him in RELIC, at AMAZON.COM

    

 Here’s my PROTECTOR, Michael. Riddled with angst and shame makes this angel of mine all the more appealing! Who’s up for stroking his, uh, self-esteem back to good health? Find him in TRINITY at AMAZON.COM

    

Nathanael, Nathanael, my WARRIOR. Broken, an addict of the most unusual kind, and blurring the line between good and evil. For his safety, his identity has been concealed. Who will protect and save him from evil’s clutches? All he needs is a safe haven. Could you fit the bill? Find him in BRETHREN BEGINNINGS VOLUME 1 at AMAZON.COM and soon in ELIXXIR, Book Three of the Brethren Series.

   

Next, is Remy Charles, a ghost of a man. Exuding latent sensuality, this ghost is all too ready to be brought back to life. Bring your chocolate sauce, and he’s putty in your hand! Find him in GHOST OF A CHANCE atAMAZON.COM

 

    

Finally, let me introduce you to Jamie White, a romance cover model and entrepreneur. Poor man is blessed with the sexy gene, but not with the opportunity to find true love. Who among you is strong enough to ignore the crazy women he attracts and get to the heart of the man behind the image? Find him in PICTURE PERFECT at AMAZON.COM

Well, these men have a passion in their pants, and I ain’t afraid to share it ON HUMP DAY!


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FREE for 24 Hours! My Anomaly: Picture Perfect

Anomaly? Why would I call PICTURE PERFECT an anomaly? Well, as you all know, I write paranormal romance. I love all things having to do with the battle between GOOD and EVIL. There’s such a rush I experience after writing  scenes where humans and immortals are tested. Where darkness seems to have the upper hand, but we, on the side of the light, rally back and survive victorious.

So, where on EARTH did PICTURE PERFECT come from? There’s not a shred of paranormal in it anywhere! There’s a villain, all right. She’s a badass bitch, but she hasn’t been sent by Satan to wreak havoc on my hero and heroine. Jamie and Hope are two normal, human individuals who have interesting careers and are like most of us, seeking a lasting love.

PICTURE PERFECT is a romantic suspense story.  And it came not from the twisted side of my brain, but from the tender, romantic side. It was a story that had to be written. I saw it as a Lifetime TV movie in my mind and wrote exactly what I saw. There’s a lot of sweet and charm along with spice and tension. And there’s more story to be told. So be on the lookout for these characters to return in a sequel.

If you know me for my paranormal, will you still like PICTURE PERFECT? I think so. My personality is the common thread. If you enjoy the banter, snark,  sensuality, and personalities of my paranormal realm, you will love Jamie and Hope.

Lucky for you, PICTURE PERFECT is FREE for 24 hours. That means at some point soon after midnight Saturday until midnight Sunday, you can grab yourself a copy absolutely free. Where? CLICK ON THE COVER…

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INDIE BOOK BLOWOUT… 99c SALE!

“Brethren Beginnings Volume 1” is thrilled to be part of the Indie Book Blowout featuring GREAT books at only 99 CENTS for TWO DAYS ONLY!

June 15th & 16th! 

Check it out! You’ll be glad you did! To enter to win a Kindle and a $25 Amazon gift card, simply visit indiebookblowout.com and sign up for our newsletter!

Find “BRETHREN BEGINNINGS VOLUME 1″  and other SCI-FI FANTASY TITLES here: http://indiebookblowout.com/scififant.htm 

Note: Indie Book Blowout is an author/IBB event. If you have any questions, please contact indiebookblowout.com not Amazon!¢


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SUMMER SIZZLER FR33 PAR-TAY!

 

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Alpha Male Exhibit Open, Sighing Is Encouraged…and there’s a Contest!

Oh, those men of mine! They’ve spoiled me for anyone else. And why should I go looking, anyway? I’m the luckiest woman alive to be surrounded by such raw, sexually potent men.

Want a piece of this? Yeah, figured you would. I’m all about sharing with my friends so, let me introduce my men to you. Rapturous misery loves company!

First, I’d like to introduce you to Raphael, my SAVIOR. No one does sex in a storm like he does. Raincoat NOT required! Just look at him. Who wants to be first to run their hands over his washboard and kiss away his troubles? Find him in RELIC, at AMAZON.COM

Here’s my PROTECTOR, Michael. Riddled with angst and shame makes this angel of mine all the more appealing! Who’s up for stroking his, uh, self-esteem back to good health? Find him in TRINITY at AMAZON.COM

Nathanael, Nathanael, my WARRIOR. Broken, an addict of the most unusual kind, and blurring the line between good and evil. For his safety, his identity has been concealed. Who will protect and save him from evil’s clutches? All he needs is a safe haven. Could you fit the bill? Find him in BRETHREN BEGINNINGS VOLUME 1 at AMAZON.COM and soon in ELIXXIR, Book Three of the Brethren Series.

Next, is Remy Charles, a ghost of a man. Exuding latent sensuality, this ghost is all too ready to be brought back to life. Bring your chocolate sauce, and he’s putty in your hand! Find him in GHOST OF A CHANCE at AMAZON.COM

Finally, let me introduce you to Jamie White, a romance cover model and entrepreneur. Poor man is blessed with the sexy gene, but not with the opportunity to find true love. Who among you is strong enough to ignore the crazy women he attracts and get to the heart of the man behind the image? Find him in PICTURE PERFECT at AMAZON.COM

Well, these men have a passion in their pants, and I ain’t afraid to share it!

YOU CAN WIN a GOODY BAG FROM ARIZONA DREAMIN’!

Which of these alpha males appeal to you most? Show me proof of purchase for any three out of five books and you’re entered to win! deenaremiel@yahoodotcom

TWO winners chosen, US contest only. Winners picked on Sunday by 9:00 pm PST


Hugs,
Deena


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How Could We Forget? Forget Me Not, by Belinda Boring

Forget Me Not (#2, The Mystic Wolves)

Only a fool would think they could steal from a werewolf …

Anticipating a quiet night alone with the man she loves, Darcy’s world is sent into a spin with the arrival of someone from the past—Mason’s. She is further shocked by the intruder’s claim she may not even be the true mate of the Mystic Wolves Alpha. Accusations start to fly, leading to her new enemy being granted asylum, and this is just the beginning of trouble.

Relying on the reassurances of Mason and the support of her friends and Pack, Darcy soon falls under attack. Suspicions are raised, and with no other choice, she must flee with Devlin to safety where hopefully they can untangle the lies hidden behind the use of magic. Time is quickly ticking away, leading to a showdown where everything is on the line. 

They need to uncover the truth before it’s too late, or once again, Darcy will need to fight to hold onto her dreams.

EXCERPT: (Get ready to swoon…)

“I can think of a number of things, Darcy.” He stared at my mouth.

“Name one then.”

He stood there, contemplating which answer to share, when a devious grin crossed his face. It wasn’t hard to guess what his response would be. He leaned in, tracing the curve of my cheek with his finger, twirling a strand of hair before resting his forehead against mine. We were standing so close, our breath mingling—lips barely apart.

“There’s something I’ve been dying to do, but wanted to wait for the right moment. Want to know what it is?” The tip of his tongue touched my bottom lip, his hands resting at my waist.

I was breathless, and he’d yet to kiss me—the anticipation was that intense. Heat radiated off our bodies, our individual scents combining and causing us to move in even closer. Every part of us touched, and my skin felt like it was on fire.

“Tell me.” I moistened my lips, waiting for him to seal the deal. I wanted him to kiss me, it didn’t matter what kind he chose, just as long as his mouth was on mine and I could taste him.

“Well, I would take you into my arms. Kind of like this.” He stopped long enough to hold me the way he wanted—one arm around my hips, keeping me locked against his own. The other was up by my shoulders, letting him bury his hand and fingers into my hair. This way he could anchor my head to his, holding me steady and at his mercy.

“Then what?” I whispered.

“I would lean in close—making sure every inch of you was against me.”

“Like now?” I moaned softly.

“Closer.” And with a gentle tug, he removed all space between us. The contact ignited sensations that pulsated, and I felt my head spin. I closed my eyes, trying to ground myself to the moment, not wanting to miss whatever he had left to share.

“Then I’d nestle my lips against your ear, maybe tug on the lobe a little with my teeth… definitely nipping softly at the tender skin there.”

I actually whimpered as he demonstrated, the small bites sending shoots of pleasure down into the soles of my feet. At this rate, if he kept it up, I’d be dragging him into my bedroom—forgetting any need for purity.

“Mason?” My voice was low and husky. I was completely under his spell—enthralled.

He paused, causing the anticipation level to skyrocket. He could’ve asked for anything at that moment, and I would’ve handed it to him on a platter.

He travelled lower, down to where my neck met my shoulder line, and swirled his tongue gently against my skin. I couldn’t stop the shivers that shot through my body. My legs gave way and not waiting, I moved my head so our mouths finally connected.

It was instant fire. It was his turn to groan as I waited for no invitation, and I parted his lips with my tongue. I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, and gave myself completely over to him.

Kissing him was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. There was no hesitancy or holding back. We gave everything, laying our hearts and souls bare. Each time we connected was something deeper, forging a stronger bond.

Tangling my hand in his hair, I forgot the world. I forgot earlier events. There wasn’t anything but him. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, both of us breathing heavy, I peered into his face, enjoying the flushed look I found there. It was an incredible feeling knowing Mason reacted the same way.

“Wow.” I leaned back in, unable to resist one last brush against his mouth.

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