Showing posts with label blog hop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blog hop. Show all posts

Saturday, August 6, 2016

#MySexySaturday Lucky 7 Hot Lines








Well hi! If you've visiting from one of the other #MySexySaturday posts, welcome! I'm going to share seven lines from Change of Heart, my story in the NOLA Naughty 9 anthology. Change of Heart is a f/f-trans set in 1933 NOLA...here's a peak...








“You’re a peach, Clara Ryan,” she whispered, and then she kissed me. Her lips were soft and tasted of Max Factor lipstick and gin, and my breath caught in my throat. At first we pressed our lips together, sweetly, gently. I stood on tiptoe to get closer, and she wrapped a hand around my neck. This couldn’t be a sin. It couldn’t. Vaughn’s kiss felt way too much like heaven.





Momma says a body reaps what they sow, and Clarabelle’s planted the seeds of trouble. The year is 1933, and not much else is growing in the Oklahoma dirt. Clarabelle’s gone and fallen in love with her best friend, so she figures it's time to go out and see the world. 

If she’s lucky, she’ll find the kind of girl who'll kiss her back. 

Clarabelle heads for New Orleans, and that's where she meets Vaughn. Now, Vaughn's as pretty as can be, but she's hiding something. When she gets jumped by a pair of hoodlums, Clarabelle comes to her rescue and accidentally discovers her secret. She has to decide whether Vaughn is really the kind of girl for her, and though Clarabelle started out a dirt-farming Okie, Vaughn teaches her just what it means to be a lady. 







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Vespers on Goodreads






Thaddeus Dupont has had over eighty years to forget… 

The vampire spends his nights chanting the Liturgy of the Hours and ruthlessly disciplines those unnatural urges he's vowed never again to indulge. He is at the command of the White Monks, who summon him at will to destroy demons. In return, the monks provide for his sustenance and promise the return of his immortal soul. 

Sarasija Mishra's most compelling job qualification might be his type O blood… 

The 22-year-old college grad just moved across the country to work for some recluse he can't even find on the internet. Sounds sketchy, but the salary is awesome and he can't afford to be picky. On arrival he discovers a few details his contract neglected to mention, like the alligator-infested swamp, the demon attacks, and the nature of his employer's "special diet". A smart guy would leave, but after one look into Dupont's mesmerizing eyes, Sarasija can't seem to walk away. Too bad his boss expected "Sara" to be a girl.

Falling in love is hard at any age… 

The vampire can't fight his hungers forever, especially since Sara's brought him light, laughter and a very masculine heat. After yielding to temptation, Thaddeus must make a choice. Killing demons may save his soul, but keeping the faith will cost him his heart.



Friday, September 4, 2015

Because it's a LABOR OF LOVE #LOLHop #Prizes


Okay you guys, it's time! Some of my very favorite authors have banded together to put on a blog hop, and the grand prize is a KINDLE loaded with books from all the authors in the hop. There'll be a couple other Amazon gift cards, so be sure and check out as many posts as possible and enter - enter - enter! You can jump HERE to check out the event's Facebook page, where all the cool kids will be hanging...





My post is featuring a short excerpt from King Stud, which is discounted to $0.99! Only $0.99! (Amazon dropped the price today, ARe & Evernight will have it down starting 9/5.) The sale is on through 9/7!!!


(And someone should really disable my !!! key...lol...but I'm excited! I can't help myself!)





Danielle’s got three months to make her Grandmother’s rundown Craftsman house livable. Her game plan is to get in, get grubby, and get back home to L.A. She needs a carpenter, and her best friend’s younger brother is a good one. It’s hard to ignore the buffed body under Ryan’s paint-splattered sweatshirts, but her friend declares he’s off-limits so Danielle reluctantly agrees.

Ryan doesn’t have the cleanest record, anyway. His recently ex-ed girlfriend wants him back, and he has a reputation for brawling. He’s also had a crush on Danielle since he was a kid. Despite their nine-year age difference, he knows she’s worth pursuing.

Soon the paint under Danielle’s fingernails starts feeling more natural than the L.A. sunshine. She’ll have to navigate plumbing disasters, money problems, and one seriously cranky best friend to find something she hasn’t had before: a real home, and a man who loves her.






(Chosen because it shows Ryan working - hello, Labor Day - and 
Danielle swooning over him, which happens fairly often in the book.) 

“Right.” Ryan flipped the ice pack from one hand to the other. “Why’d your grandmother leave you the house?”

 “Because I’m cute.” She scraped back a stray hank of hair, her smile as blank as she could make it. Danielle suspected her grandmother had left her the house because it had always been her safe place, but Ryan didn’t need a rehash of her poor-little-rich-girl saga.


His eyes still held a question, but after a moment he nodded and stepped farther back. “Let’s get those boards.”

“Cool.”

They carried in the two-by-sixes, silence buffering their actions. Over the weekend, Ryan had widened the doorways on either end of the dining room, though the rough edges needed to be enclosed in trim. Once they carried in all the supplies, Ryan stroked the molding she’d sanded. “Nice work with these.” A half grin showed off his dimples. “This place is going to be sweet when we get it done.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” She went over to the kitchen sink, looking out over the old wooden porch to the Puget Sound. A single light moved across the blackness. “Was it hard to open up the doorways?”

“Just had to work around the king studs.”

I bet I could work around your king stud just fine. “The what?” Danielle broke out a super-plastic smile, hoping Ryan couldn’t guess what was on her mind. 

“The extra support beams framing the doors and windows.” He glanced at her, doing a quick double-take. “What?”

She dredged up willpower from some deep internal source, in need of every shred to keep pretending he was just a remodeling buddy. “Nothing.”

“The homeowner’s always right.” He chuckled and headed back into the living room. “If you’re happy with my work, next summer you can hire me to rebuild that nasty old porch out back.”

Danielle’s feet stuck as she got a sudden visual of Ryan, shirtless and sweaty, working in her backyard under the sun. By the time she could move again, he had his jacket on and was headed for the front door. 

“Well, thanks for dropping stuff off,” she said.

“Need more ice on my shoulder.” He paused with his hand on the doorframe, assessing her with that perfectly controlled heat, an expression way too grown up for only twenty-four. “I’ll swing by tomorrow and work on the trim.” 

Her fluttery response demonstrated all the maturity of a teenager.

“Oh, and while I’m thinking about it, Mom said to make sure you know you’re welcome to join us for Thanksgiving dinner,” he said.

Since she couldn’t hug Ryan, Danielle hugged herself. “Really? That’d be awesome.”

“Maeve didn’t mention it, did she?”

“No, but it’s not the night before.” She laughed, because Maeve had always sucked at planning things in advance. Her laugh made Ryan laugh, and then things were better.

Almost.








(And remember, King Stud is $0.99 till 9/7!)











I write romance: m/f, m/m, and v/h, where the h is for human and the v is for vampire…or sometimes demon...and I lean more towards funny than angst. When I’m not writing I take care of tiny premature babies or teenagers, depending on whether I’m at home or at work. My husband is a soul of patience, my dog’s cuteness is legendary, and we share the homestead with three ferrets. Who steal things. Because they’re brats.

I can be found on-line at all hours of the day and night at my website & blog , on Facebook, or on Twitter. Come find me. We’ll have fun!



Make sure to enter the giveaway, because the prizes are awesome...one LOADED Kindle, a $30 gift card for second place, and a $20 gift card for 3rd place...

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And for more chances to win, jump HERE to check out the list of all the participating authors. Some of my very favorite people are on this list...








Wednesday, June 27, 2012

...and the demons who loved them.

Welcome to my stop on the ANGELS Vs DEMONS Blog Hop...

















Why demons?

Why not vampires or zombies or other form or paranormal baddie?

Got two words for that one: Pure Evil.

See, a vampire might accidentally drain a human, which is a bad thing, but they're essentially predators, so killing humans is kind of what they do. Nothing personal, right? And zombies need brains to survive. The fact that those brains are stuck on human shoulders is just our bad luck.

But what is a demon, exactly? Wikipedia says, "In Ancient Near Eastern religions as well as in the Abrahamic traditions, including ancient and medieval Christian demonology, a demon is considered an "unclean spirit" which may cause demonic possession, calling for an exorcism."

These are NOT the good guys, and they really don't have any excuse for their behavior. They exist solely to make trouble, and they're pretty good at it. Anyone who has seen The Exorcist knows what I'm talking about.

Now some paranormal authors have deliberately diluted the absolute evil possessed by the traditional demon, making them closer to naughty-bad-boy characters. Aliagarept, the demon Rachel Morgan works with in The Hollows series, is way more complicated and interesting than any one-note bad guy I can think of. He does what it takes to get what he wants - although not always successfully, which is a good thing for Rachel.

So if you're casting around for a character who needs to be bad, but without the baggage of a vampire, the fur of a shifter, and the, well, yuck factor of a zombie, consider creating a demon. They're intelligent and cruel and absolutely selfish. Hmm, sounds like some of the men I dated...

And while you're at it, leave a comment describing your favorite demon character. I'll be giving away a $5 Amazon gift card to one commenter, and there will be a couple of grand-prizes for the blog hop as a whole - one Kindle Touch and one $60 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card. Leave a comment here and then peruse the list of participating blogs below. The more you visit, the more chances you have to win!

And if you're ambitious, click the link to see my brand new webpage www.livrancourt.com. I'll do a second drawing for a $5 Amazon gift card for those who use the 'contact me' feature on the webpage and tell me they came from the Angels & Demons blog hop.


She’s a quiet, unassuming bookstore owner by day, but by
night...

Kristen has a deadly secret—when she smells a vampire, she
turns into Jai, a beauti-licious babe who makes vamps
permanently dead. To a vamp, Jai is like ambrosia. They can’t
resist her. She uses this attraction, plus her super strength and
her trusty blade, Mr. Sticky, to end their undead lives. The thrill
of wearing miniskirts without worrying about cellulite stifles
any qualms Kristen might have about killing the undead. Being
Jai is the most fun she has ever had—until they come up
against the one vampire Jai can’t kill. If he and Jai have a history,
as he claims, Jai can’t remember it...or him.

But when her work catches the attention of some old
enemies—who won’t hesitate to destroy Kristen if it also
means the end of Jai—this vampire may be their only hope.
Can Kristen and Jai learn to tell the difference between good
and evil in time to defeat Jai’s ancient nemesis? Or will being
Jai’s hostess cost Kristen more than just her beauty sleep?