I got some amazing news this morning. Bound To Protect is a Bestseller on ARe in the suspense category and also a hot-selling title on Bookstrand.
Today, I’m over at three different places.
For Question and Answers, I have Raven McAllan with me today.
How long have you been writing? seriously, just over a year casually for ever it seems.What made you pick writing erotic? (Laughs) I didn’t, I think it picked meAre you the kind of author who needs a certain drink or snack near by when writing? If so what is it? Coffee and chocolate during the day and wine and chocolate during the eveningHow has your life changed since becoming published? More dust bunnies more wine more er erotic thoughts, less free timeWhat can you tell me about your newest release?
What do you do when a drop dead gorgeous man turns up on your doorstep, demanding his wife? Who, it seems has stolen your identity? Find out why of course.
When Gray Reynard turns up on Jules’ doorstep expecting to find his estranged wife and finds her instead both are surprised. Especially as the air between them sizzles. But before they can do anything about that sizzle they need to find out what is going on. Or so they think.But life doesn’t always pan out as you want, and Jules and Gray have to decide whether to work together or walk away from what they are feeling.Excerpt“Think positive.” She advised him. “You might get the diary where I’ve written about making love on a pool table or having sex with David Beckham in a swimming pool.”The look on his face was priceless. She wished she could capture it and sell it. She’d make millions.“You didn’t?”“Well, not David Beckham, sadly. As for the pool table? You’ll have to wait and see.”“Give me a diary,” he said fervently. “I need pointers.”He doesn’t, she thought. He really doesn’t.“Backwards.” Jules decided. “You work through them from when you met her. If anything stands out, or seems weird, and pool tables do not come under the heading of weird, make a note of it. I’ll start from my book being published and go forward. How does that sound?”“Long. But yes, I guess it’s all we can do.”Well, not all, she thought. I can think of several other things we could do. But they won’t help us read these diaries. As Gray laughed, the tone deep and sexy, she wondered if he had read her mind. But no, he had just read an entry in her most recent diary. Written the day before.“A drop-dead gorgeous, play-your-cards-right-and-you-can-have-me man appeared on my doorstep. I thought all my birthdays had come at once, before I realized he was a real up-his-own-ass type asshole.” He read her words aloud. “Pity, because I could do with a really good—”“Enough!” Jules’ cheeks burned and were no doubt scarlet. “Shit, shit, shit! I forgot I’d written yesterday. But why the hell have you got it? You should be reading three years ago.” Mortified, she realized she’d picked up her current diary when she took all the others from her bag. “Think I’ll have that back, please.”“Hold on.” Gray kept his right hand firmly on the diary, holding it in place while he wrote something under her entry, then handed it back.“Thank you so much. Oh.” She read what he’d written and her cheeks grew even hotter. “Oh, um, yes, er.”“Yes?”“Just shut up, Gray. Please. I’m hot and bothered enough, and do not even say it. Yeah, I know, you could make me even hotter . . . oh, bugger it. I’ve done it again. My feet are in my mouth as much as yours are. In your mouth, I mean, not mine and . . . . Fu . . . . Stop this right now.”Gray lay half out of his chair, laughing so hard tears streamed down his face.A second later, Jules was in the same state.“Oh, God,” she said when she could at last speak coherently. “I needed that. No more, though. No innuendos, no double speak. Nothing. We need to work.”Find me atI’m on Facebook as wellAnd If you like the excerpt, you can buy Taken Identity from www.nobleromance.com