Juniper Bell, an author who lives in the cold, cold land of Alaska, has written an erotic regency romance that may well melt the snowcaps up there. I’ve already indulged and have to tell you that it is exquisitely erotic.

Blurb:

My Three Lords–Regency Exotika available now from Ellora’s Cave.

How is one innocent country girl to choose between a Duke, a Marquis and an Earl? Must she?

When Miss Alicia Silverwood marries the Earl of Dorchester, he whisks her off to Notre Plaisir, a country manor where erotic surprises await in the company of three powerful lords.

The young Earl needs a wife and heir. The cynical Marquis de Beaumont needs a playmate. And the commanding Duke of Warrington needs a reason to live. As for the new Lady Dorchester, she’s about to discover the true nature of her own sensual needs. On top of that, she’s falling in love.

It might take a miracle for Lady Alicia and her three lords come to an arrangement that makes them all happy. Or perhaps all that’s required is a little scandalous rule- breaking.

Note: Contains an M/F/M menage, brief m/m sex, and an extended menage, as well as a deflowering and much sweet loving.

Read Excerpt

Blurb:

Timid, geeky quantum physicist Molly Timmons lives in a man’s world of metaphysics when she meets a handsome John St. James at a Spin Wash and Go. One dark night trapped in the Spin Wash isn’t enough. Even as their relationship deepens, they learn of a dark secret the Spin Wash is hiding… a secret that could tear John’s world apart or could save his daugther‘s life.

Molly’s the key.

Time is running out. Will they figure out the Spin Wash’s secret or will they both be lost in time?

Excerpt:

His arms flexed as he slid the basket under his arm and walked around the washers. This was ridiculous; she needed to get laid if the simple pleasure of watching a man cross the floor had her flushed with sexual need.

Laundry detergent, White Rain shampoo, and something indefinable invaded her space and filled her senses as he walked past her.

It was hard to stay put.

She closed her eyes, took in another deep breath, and repressed a moan. This was why women loved sweaty men. Pheromones trumped common sense every time.

Forcing her eyes open, she watched him move; the hard muscles flexing and bending to his will A shift of his basket and his eyes clashed with hers, darkening. With a slow perusal, he took in her lightly muscled legs, encased in short blue shorts. She mentally slapped herself, thinking of how opaque her white T-shirt must look. Her mama had told her that, even with small breasts, she should always wear a bra.

Nipples peaked, pebbling through her shirt, as he continued his inspection, gray eyes almost black. She breathed shallowly, trying to ignore the ache blooming deep inside.

Molly was past shielding herself; she wanted those eyes on her. Her lack of propriety would have had her mother screaming a blue streak. Taunting a man like that, walking out of the house looking like a slut.

God, he had to stop looking at her.

He finally jerked his gaze away from her body and leaned down to drop his basket, then pulled the detergent and softener from it, those lovely muscles moving deliciously under his tan.

He was so close, and those jeans hit him in all the right places. She had to watch every movement, mesmerized by the bending and flexing of his thighs as he placed the detergent into the washer.

He was done too soon. His strong hands worked efficiently, the muscles underneath moving like strings on a piano. Strong. Graceful. Just the idea of those strong digits strumming her body, gliding across her skin, made her hold her breath.

She needed to get ahold of herself — and quick — if she was going to look him in the eye. Her face was tight, the skin undoubtedly flushed and almost feverish and not just from the heat and stickiness of the Spin Wash. She was letting her imagination get away with her.

You can email April at april.morelock@gmail.com today to receive great free reads; you’ll also be entered into a contest for a copy of her new book Best Little Spin Wash in Texas.

Or, you can click on the link below to get your copy of  Best Little Spin Wash in Texas.

Buy Now

Available Tuesday, July 27th at http://www.loose-id.com/

I just finished my latest wip, and have to share the sound that carried me to the end. Dierks Bentley’s Up on the Ridge, sent my characters into some pretty wild times under the old willow tree.

Hope you enjoy the music as much as I did…and keep watching for River’s Edge, the Graysons are coming soon~and often…

Amazon is running a sale on my print title, Breed True, slashing the $10.99 price to  $9.39.(for a short time).

OR!! You can buy all three full length novels now for $30.38 and be eligible for Free Super Saving shipping.

Check out these titles on my Book Page before you decide to buy.  You’ll find the excerpts, blurbs, cover pics, and purchasing links there.

Or, heck, you can just Buy Now.

Hope you enjoy, and come back for more *ahem* Five Card Stud is Coming Soon.  

Blurb:

Saul the Bastard is a fallen angel who works as a bounty hunter for powerful urban demon families. Rebecca Drake, a modern day demon princess, is being hunted by dangerous desert demons.

When Rebecca’s family hires Saul to protect her, they are both unhappy with the arrangement, but before long sparks fly as they try to resist their strong mutual attraction.

For the first time in living memory, Saul has someone to love; someone he is scared of losing; someone the desert demons have marked to be their next sacrifice.

Excerpt:

Fenner whined for mercy as he dug his own grave.

Saul’s heart remained hard. “Shut up. You’re embarrassing yourself.”

“You don’t have to do this.” Tears sizzled on Fenner’s cheeks.

Temperature flaring was the first sign of genuine distress Saul had seen in the demon, after hours of tricks and feints on the way here. Doesn’t matter how long a body spends on this earth, he reflected once again. When it comes to the crunch, everyone wants longer.

“No one even knows you have me. I’ll triple your fee. Quadruple. I’ll pay whatever you want.”

Saul cocked his pistol. “Throw the spade out that side and climb out this side.”

Fenner tried to hold him in a steady gaze as he scrambled out of the hole, but Saul avoided the hypnotic stare.

“Kneel on the edge.”

“Please!” The demon’s skin glowed fiercely. Evaporating tears and snot formed a small cloud of steam on his face. “We can both walk away. I’ll disappear. I’ll never tell anyone. I don’t even know who you are. And there are no witnesses.”

“There is a witness.”

The demon glanced wildly around the dark clearing, eyes glowing like lava as he searched for someone lurking in the trees. He frowned, and peered into Saul’s face. “You don’t mean God?”

Saul said nothing.

“God is your witness?”

Saul said nothing.

“You’re an angel? A fucking angel?”

Saul motioned with the gun barrel to indicate where he should kneel.

“Bastard.”

Fenner’s voice was flat now, and Saul envisioned truth drowning his final flame of hope.

“You’re Saul the Bastard.” He turned away and sank to his knees.

Saul took a silent half-step to his right and aimed the gun. When the demon spun around and sprang snarling into the empty space he had occupied a moment earlier, Saul blew a hole in his head.

“How was your journey?”

“Fine, thanks.” Rebecca wished Shirley would just stop the small talk and let her eavesdrop on her uncle’s conversation with the tall stranger.

“Did Carl meet your plane okay? He didn’t keep you waiting, did he?”

“He was there when I landed. No problem.”

“Those drivers get way above themselves sometimes.”

Rebecca tuned out her uncle’s personal assistant and watched the stranger through the partly open office door. He stood with his back to her, silhouetted against the rain-spattered window and glittering Manhattan nightscape that stretched into the distance.

Immobile as a statue, except for small movements of his head as he followed her uncle’s slow pacing, he dripped a circle of rainwater from the hem of his duster coat onto the crimson carpet. The only physical details Rebecca could make out were his height, with its suggestion of a lean build, and a wet mop of dark blond hair plastered to his head.

He seemed a man of few quiet words, similar to her uncle in this respect, and when he spoke his voice rang like a bronze bell in the depths of the ocean. It was a quality Rebecca felt rather than heard.

Uncle Alex opened a desk drawer and handed the stranger a plump brown envelope, which disappeared into the duster as the man turned to leave.

She stepped away from the door and to one side, intending to see without being seen. But when he walked into the reception room she couldn’t help catching her breath at the beauty of his sheer cheekbones and skin like cool marble glowing. He looked like no demon Rebecca had ever seen.

She remembered to close her mouth just before his ice-blue gaze swept across her, and then he was gone in a soft breeze of sandalwood.

Shirley tutted. “Your uncle will see you now.”

“What was that?”

“That was serious bad news.” Shirley paused her nail filing. “Saul the Bastard. Bounty hunter.” She arched a perfect eyebrow at Rebecca. “Don’t even go there.”

Trailer~Beauty and the Bastard

Click here to view the embedded video.

Thanks to all you bloggers who celebrated Independence Day with us at our BBQ yesterday. Susan Romito is the winner of my blog prize, Intimate Strangers.Congratulations Susan!

Ladies, Jake’s out doing chores this morning, but you’ll have to see him, to get those extra things you left behind.

Book Nibbles Gem Sivad Stop.

Happy Independence Day Everyone!!

The bunk houseboys have been working all week to get  ready for our BBQ. I’m glad you decided to stop by. There’s a keg down the way, icy lemonade too, and  the ribs are smoking over the coals right now.

The tour bus  sure is nice the way it lets you hop on and off. If you decide you want another mug of something cold, or decide to hang around a little longer with the ranch hands (who are definitely hot), come  back later, sit a spell at the campfire, curl up with your honey and watch the fireworks tonight.

Danny got the fire going at daybreak and has been tending it since.

Silly man dropped a hot coal down his pants. I sure hope he didn’t burn his unmentionables.

Got the keg in place. The boys brought in some ladies to help pretty up the bunk house.

I don’t know how much cleaning got done, but they seemed pleased with her work.

Hank’s got the lemonade stand covered. Darned if that’s all he’s got covered too.

Billy’s doin’ the ‘hello’s today.

He broke his leg in the spring roundup but he’s still ready to go!

Sean’s got the campfire blazing.

It’s ready for some cowboy lovin’ tonight.

Come back later and grab a ranch hand if you’ve a mind to set off some fireworks of your own.

We’ll be waiting. You can catch a ride back to the tour right here!

To enjoy  Sweeter Than Honey, Gem’s latest free read, subscribe to her newsletter  below.

Dreamcatcher

Five Card Stud is coming soon from Ellora’s Cave.

Blurb: Five Card Stud

Bounty hunter, Sam McCallister only knows two smart women. When he meets Eden Pace, he has to up his count to three. Eden faces him across a poker table and is all set to clean out his pockets. But Sam has a few cards to play she’s not expecting.The lady is the prettiest woman and the best card sharp Sam’s ever met. She’s also wanted for murder and he’s got a handbill with her picture on it, just waiting for him to take her in.

When Sam meets Eden, he finds himself in a high stakes poker game with his heart on the line. After he takes the lady gambler into custody, he finds out she has a few tricks of her own.

Eden is a widow determined to do her own outlaw hunting. She’s following the man who killed her husband. Seduction is her weapon to free herself from her bounty hunter captor. But Eden’s got more trouble chasing her than Sam McCallister. Ansell Black,the most dangerous outlaw in Texas, is hunting her, and it will  take all of Sam’s skill to save the woman of his dreams.

EXCERPT:(ADULT)

I have to give credit to the awesome music of Joe Bonamassa for getting me through Sam McCallister’s story.  When I heard Joe’s extraordinary riff- Happier Times, it helped me create the totally sexy, predator, Snake McCallister,  who stalks Eden Pace and plays a game of seduction where winner takes all.

To Buy Joe’s album from Amazon: Click Here

Live From Prince Albert Hall~

Joe Bonamassa

Happier Times

You just came from the blog of  Keta Diablo. Now, you’re here  with me, > Gem Sivad. Be sure and leave a comment on each blog  in the tour to qualify for the ebook prizes. When you leave here,  you’ll be travelling to the blog of > Jeanne St James.

I’ve redecorated my website since the last time you were here, so I hope you’ll take a few minutes to give it a look. If you’re interested in my Newsletter, there’s a place on the right sidebar to sign up for it and get a Free Read at the same time.

Relax in the country with us for a bit and see how we spend our time on these hot days and summer nights. So much work to do all the time. Tell me which job you’d like to try. Best answer wins an ebook from my back list…your choice.

The Chores:

Watering…

Barn cleaning…

Night patrol

Rock and dirt removal…

Sand shoveling…

Yep, it’s  sure hard work in the country. Hope you come back real soon for another visit.

Click on the pic for   a very hot excerpt

Sam McCallister is…

Coming Soon from Ellora’s Cave

Five Card Stud~The Bounty Hunters.

Have a great summer everyone!

Sweeter Than Honey is a serialized vignette that will have an installment in each month’s edition of my newsletter.

For those of you who are Eclipse western romance readers, you already know that Comfort Quince is a secondary character appearing in each book. I can’t talk about that since I’d be spoiling it for those who haven’t gotten the urge to merge with a cowboy yet. 

Anyway, I thought Comfort and Hamilton deserved their own story since I have readers who have asked about them.

I hope you’ll sign up for my newsletter and enjoy Sweeter Than Honey.

I don’t spam, won’t send lots of unwanted email, you will receive only a newsletter once a month, and you can unsubscribe at any time.

Visit the News & Info page to subscribe today and get Gem’s June Newsletter and the first installment of Sweeter Than Honey.

gem