Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Kelly Steel—Chasing Happy Ever After: Show don't Tell with Donna Michaels
Kelly Steel—Chasing Happy Ever After: Show don't Tell with Donna Michaels: Author Donna Michaels with a great post about Showing and Telling in Fiction Writing. Donna on the Web: Facebook Webs...
ROMANCE BOOK PARADISE: Spotlight on Donna Michaels and Her Forever Cowboy...
ROMANCE BOOK PARADISE: Spotlight on Donna Michaels and Her Forever Cowboy...: This week's Spotlight on Author is on Donna Michaels and Her Forever Cowboy. Please welcome Donna... Donna on the Web: Facebook ...
Memorial Weekend Dalton Prize Pack Winner Announced!
Time to announce my Memorial Weekend Giveaway winner!!!
Shannon Gesford
I'll get your Dalton Prize Pack out to you!
A big thank you to all who entered!
Saturday, May 24, 2014
Her Forever Cowboy~ @Donna_Michaels #MySexySaturday #MSSWeek43 #Saturday7
My Sexy Saturday Blog Hop!
Hello, I'm back for week #43! Welcome to My Sexy Saturday where authors post 7 words, sentences or paragraphs from a published book or WIP.
In my brand new release, Book Four in my Harland County Series Kevin is a brilliant computer programmer who is part owner of a horse ranch and the resident Casanova. Yes, he's damn sexy to look at with his ready smile, gorgeous body and killer wit, but that isn't what makes him so sexy to my heroine, Shayla. It's the sweet and tender way he treats her two-year-old daughter.
Here's 7 sexy paragraphs from:
Her Forever Cowboy
On AMAZON'S BEST SELLER'S LIST and HOT NEW RELEASES LIST
Here's my 7 paragraphs of Kevin being sexy without trying:
Shayla’s
heart was in her throat as she rushed into the living room and stopped dead.
All evidence of chaos and disorder from her daughter’s free rein while she’d
laid on the couch yesterday was completely gone. Erased. Deleted. The place was
spotless. But that wasn’t what tripped her heart and squeezed her chest so
tight she had to suck in a breath.
Fingers
pressed to her mouth, she fought to keep her reaction inside. God, they were so sweet. Leaning against
the wall, she stared at the cowboy slumbering on her couch in an unbuttoned
blue flannel shirt, well-worn jeans with his bare feet sticking over one end,
while Amelia slept on his bare chest.
He’d
changed out of his suit since last night. Probably Amelia’s doing. Her lips
twitched. They looked so cute. So relaxed. So…perfect.
Careful
not to wake the pair, she reached for her phone on an end table, and without
giving it much thought, snapped their picture should she need to remind herself
that the Casanova had actually done something nice.
Okay,
he’d done more than one nice thing. She inhaled and let it out slow. When
Shayla had answered Kevin’s knocking last night, she’d expected him to run away
and wouldn’t have blamed him. She’d looked like she’d felt. Horrible. But Kevin
had come in, then held her hair while she threw up. Who does that? No guy she’d ever known. Not even Bobby. But the
fun-loving cowboy had, and then he went on to take care of her, made her get in
bed, brought her crushed ice and a cool washcloth.
Her heart
softened toward the cowboy without her permission. Damn. She did not want to like him. Lusting him was fine. It made sense. She was a healthy female. He
was a healthy man. Her gaze ran down the length of him then slowly scoured
every inch of his bared torso. A very
healthy man. The cowboy had more ridges than she’d expected. And the sprinkling
of dark hair across his chest had been a surprise, too. A nice one. She
ventured closer for a better look because Amelia’s body was blocking the side
view.
Ah, hell. He had a happy trail.
Her knees
started to buckle. Blaming it on her weakened state, she bent to steady herself
on the coffee table, then closed her eyes and drew in a breath. Nope. Didn’t help. She drew in a few
more. Idiot. Wasn’t like she hadn’t seen a handsome man naked before, and
this one was far from naked. She was acting like a twit.
“What are
you doing out of bed?”
Heaven
help her, his low, sleep-coated voice was so damn sexy all the strength
returning to her legs disappeared again.
~ ~ ♥ ~ ~
*Contest*
In honor of Memorial Day, I'm giving away a Dalton Prize Pack, which includes a signed copy of Kade Dalton's book, HER UNIFORM COWBOY, and a dragonfly necklace like the one in Kevin Dalton's book, HER FOREVER COWBOY.
To enter:
1. Purchase HER FOREVER COWBOY (using honor system) Already purchased Kevin's book? No worries. Just follow step number two!
2. Email your mailing address to donna_michaels@msn.com with the word DRAGONFLY in the subject line.
One random winner will be drawn Tuesday morning and announced here at 10am Est.
~ ~ ♥ ~ ~
Don't forget to find more Sexy 7's here:
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
New Release! HER FOREVER COWBOY is live!
Book 4 in my Harland County Series is now live on Amazon!
Blurb
Single
mother, Shayla Ryan, longs to put down roots to create a stable environment for
her baby girl and her younger sister, but the threat of her abusive, ex-con
father finding them has made that almost impossible. Her newest residence in
Harland County, however, holds a lot of appeal, especially in the form of a
Casanova cowboy with eye-catching good looks and easy charm. Those two
qualities took her down the wrong road before, and though the sexy cowboy
interferes with her pulse, she can’t let her heart get in the way of the safety
of her family, or give it to someone who doesn’t believe in forever.
If
there’s one thing software company vice president, Kevin Dalton, loves more
than puzzles, it’s women. Size, shape, race doesn’t matter as long as they
don’t want a relationship—he’s not looking to repeat the past, and more than
happy to remain single. Until two beautiful redheads drop him to his knees—one
with her cutie-pie smile, the other with her elbow. Too bad the elbow-toting
beauty is both hot and puzzling. A killer combination too strong to resist. And
without realizing it, the redheads slowly rewrite the code around his
heart.
But
when the danger from Shayla’s past shows up, can he rise to the challenge to
keep them safe...and really be what they need? A forever cowboy?
Excerpt
“Why are you always on the defensive around me?” he
asked. “You’re not like that with Kade or Cole or Connor.”
She opened her mouth to protest, then stilled. He
was right. Shoot. “I…don’t know.”
Frowning, he cocked his head. “Do you have something
against having fun?”
“No.” she laughed. “Fun is a good thing.”
“And yet, you don’t like me because I have fun.”
“That’s not true.”
“Liar.”
“I’m not lying.” She shook her head, doing her best
to be truthful without revealing too much. “I don’t like you because you’re
dangerous.”
He reeled back and stared at her. “Me, dangerous?
No, darlin’. I’m a lover, not a fighter.”
She blew out a breath. “And that’s exactly why
you’re dangerous.”
His brows disappeared under his hat. “Oh, now I’m
really curious,” he said. “Does that make me irresponsible, or irresistible?”
Tempting as hell.
“Both.”
Heaven help her, a wicked gleam entered his eyes and
turned them positively electric.
“So this is probably a bad idea.” Placing his hands
on either side of her head, he leaned in and inhaled near her ear.
Breath caught in her throat while goose bumps raced
down her right side, perking her already perky nipples. “Yeah.” It wasn’t smart
at all. And neither was she because he hadn’t touched her. He was giving her
the opportunity to protest. To move.
She didn’t.
Yeah…stupid.
“And this,” he said, against her neck, knocking his
hat off, but he didn’t stop, just continued to blaze a trail to her shoulder,
giving her eyes a real good reason to roll back in her head.
“V-very bad.” Her legs were about to buckle.
Push him away.
She needed to push him away. Now.
“Then I definitely shouldn’t do this.”
Thrusting his hand in her hair, he cupped the back
of her head and kissed her full on the lips, and deep, very deep. That was it.
She was done. To hell with pushing him away.
Shayla dropped the jacket, reached around his back
and yanked him close, her perky nipples rejoicing at the contact with his hard,
hot body. And he was hard and hot.
All of him. A very impressive erection pressed impressively against her belly as his hips rocked against hers.
Someone moaned. Probably her. Didn’t matter. He felt
so damn good, plastering her against the wall, dipping and drinking as if he
couldn’t get enough. Or was that her? Again, it didn’t matter. Her whole body
was alive and on fire and wanted. It had been so very long since someone had
wanted her. Not since that cowboy in Amarillo. Amelia’s father.
Shoot.
Shayla drew back and sucked in air. “This…is…”
“Bad, I know,” he said, breath ragged, gaze as dazed
as she felt.
“It can’t happen again.”
He nodded.
“We’re too…”
“Combustible,” he correctly supplied.
“Exactly. We lead two different lives.” She inhaled
deeply. “You should go.”
“I know.”
He didn’t move. Why didn’t he move? She didn’t have
the strength, or willpower, to resist him if he initiated another killer kiss.
“You need to leave,” she tried again.
Amusement chased away some of the haze from his
gaze. “I will…as soon as you let go of me, darlin’.”
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Winner of the 10 Timeless Heroes Contest !
We have a winner!
The random name drawn for our Kindle Fire HD giveaway is...
Kelly Thompson
Congratulations, Kelly! Look for an email from me!
♥A big thank you to all who participated! ♥
Your support is greatly appreciated!
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