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Monday, June 30, 2008

RRP's First Anniversary Scavenger Hunt

Red Rose Publishing is having a Scavenger hunt to celbrate it's 1st Year Anniversary.

So all you need to do is go here : Red Rose Publishing Contest Page

And click on this icon ---->

Then follow the direction you find on the contest page. Each Icon will take you to the next author's website who is participating.

One lucky reader will win this --->

Along with e-book prizes.

Good luck.


Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Ares has finally escaped

Nature's Whim

Ares had one goal, to become the most powerful of the old Gods. And now with Mother Nature missing, presumed dead, and the world in complete chaos, his wish was almost a reality. He never dreamed that the twenty first century could hold so much promise and power. Now was the time to act, he’d planned out ever contingency he could think of. Nothing could stop him. Nothing except her! How was he supposed to plan for something he neither saw coming nor ever expected to find. To make matters worse, he felt an attraction to her he couldn’t understand or resist, and he’d tried.

But Mother Nature was back. She’d been reincarnated into the body of a young woman with a quick wit and sharp tongue who didn’t have a clue. Now Ares had to make the most difficult decision of his immortal life. Does he help Desdemona Carpenter get both her powers and the elements under control or does he smite what could be true love and aim for the power he so desperately desires?

Tied for Cover of the Month
November 2007

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Excerpt :

He walked to the opening of his tent and surveyed all that was his. Yes he missed the comforts of his home, but they held too many memories. Memories that even after months of planning and preparing still distracted him from his destiny. Yet he couldn’t deny that there was a pull, and urge to go after her that he fought with the iron will of a warrior.

Lightning flashed in a clear blue sky, and struck the only tree in the camp splitting it straight down the middle. The singed and burning wood reminded him that he had other more pressing things to worry about. For one he needed to find Gaia before she ruined all his carefully laid out plans. He needed to learn why she was working against him and where she received such power. It was time to return to Mount Olympus and speak with his family.

The earthquake hadn’t been the only disaster to hit the earth of late. Tornadoes, Tidal waves, Hurricanes and a record number of Volcanoes had become active all over the world. Always within his personal vicinity, and always killing his men just before they were ready to go to battle. He’d noted one other thing in his searches, the attacks always occurred while he was asleep and dreaming of her!

The dark circles under his eyes attested to the fact that he hadn’t been sleeping much of late. It was a good thing for him that a God needn’t much sleep. Those dreams always felt so real, so vibrant. Like Desi was there in the room with him.

Her lips would kiss him, her tongue teasingly run over his nipples, her teeth nipping him to distraction. Her hands would roam all over his ready and willing naked body beneath hers. She’d tease him to a fever pitch, her cries and moans of pleasure driving him insane with lust. Then when he’d be ready to scream in frustration she’d relinquish power to him to do with her as he pleased.

He always started the same way, he wasn’t sure why. But first he’d crush her to him and devour her mouth with a kiss of desperation, and only when he felt her desperation was as high as his, would he enter her. Thrusting deep inside of her, until he felt they’re bodies merge. Desi clinging to him with a desperation of her own whispering word of love and regret until they both climaxed together.

Ares shook himself out of the trance last night’s dream put him under. It was the first dream he’d allowed himself in weeks. They're lovemaking showed that. It had been quick and rough; like they’d both craved the others touch and couldn’t wait to come together. Once they caught their breaths, they’d come together again slowly this time, sensually.

He shook his head to dislodge the mental image; Desi was the last person he wanted to think about today. Today he needed to find Gaia! It was time to stop her from throwing her temper tantrums. He couldn’t rule the world as the supreme God if she destroyed it in her blind jealous rage.

Ares grabbed his cloak and left his tent. “Matius, I’m leaving you in charge of this group of recruits until I return. I want them ready; we put my plans into motion the moment I get back.

“Yes my God Ares.”

“No one is to enter my tent while I am away. If I sense a single presence in there I will kill the culprit with my bare hands. No matter the reason for their entrance.” To put weight behind his words with a wave of his hand Ares erected a barrier over the tent. He didn’t know how, but Desi came to him in that place and he didn’t want anyone desecrating the space in his absence.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Come and join me

On March 17th between 6pm and 9pm at Love Romance Cafe Yahoo Group.

I'll be joined by some friends as we introduce you to some of our hot new releases.

Come meet a handsome Scottish Duke who find the woman of his dreams in his bed.

a sexy Irish Restaurateur whose Goddess bring him his soulmate in a bowl of soup.

and other delicious heroes as they find the loves of their lives.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

It's out, it's out, it's out...weeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Toss of a Coin
Mainstream Holiday Historical / Time Travel
ISBN: 978-1-60435-101-9
Word Count: 12,468
Price: $1.99

Blurb: A grandmother’s last request, a mysterious old coin, and a heartfelt wish.

Armed with a mysterious package, Angelica travels to Scotland to fulfill the requirements of her grandmother’s will. The package contains an ancient coin and a letter telling her to make one wish.

Angelica’s wish for true love sends her back in time and into the arms of a man who could make all of her dreams come true – if she’ll let him.

Duncan woke, the sun shining in his eyes. The fact that the sun touched his face meant his servants had disobeyed a standing order of not entering his bedchamber without consent. They knew better, he’d made it perfectly clear in the past to never disturb him until he called for them.

His mood lightened when he realized his Angel was wrapped around his body, cuddling as close as she could, while the blankets covering her were all but stripped away from her body. Lord, she looked beautiful laying there, the sunlight glinting off her copper colored tresses. He knew it had never before been done; but he was never letting this woman go. Once he learned of her past, he was going to find a way to make her his Duchess.

Moving away just an inch, he smiled when she cuddled closer; closing the gap he’d created between them. Her hand, which rested over his heart slid lower when she moved, causing him to harden instantly. The temptation to take her again washed over him, he needed to find out who she was and where she came from.

Soft caresses along her skin evoked a lusty, low moan in Angelica. A soft, cool breeze against her skin had her cuddling closer to the warmth she felt right beside her, eliciting a groan of desire in return. Her body stilled its movements as her eyes snapped open. “Who’s there?”

“Ah my Angel, glad to see you’re finally awake. I’ve been attempting to entice you to open your beautiful emerald eyes for an hour now. You’ve been quite stubborn and may I add I’ve enjoyed every moment of it.”

“You mean this isn’t a dream?” She asked, stunned.

“You are most definitely my dream come true, Angel.”

“I… I have to go.” She cried, pulling the blanket up to her breasts trying to cover herself as she slowly scooted away from him as far as she could on the bed. “What have I done?”

“Go? Go where? I forbid it. You promised me answers this morning, my Angel, and I intend to collect them.” The determined scowl on his face propelled her out of bed with the sheet wrapped tightly around her.

“Answers? What kind of answers? I don’t know anything. I don’t even know how I got here.” Angelica felt panic rising uncontrollably within her. A full-blown panic attack just waiting to be set free. Where were her clothes?

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

E-Book week special promo

I thought I'd share this with you all. It's a great deal.


Book Week Begins Today

March 2nd through March 8th has been designated E-Book week and at Aspen
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Monday, February 18, 2008

Party Time!!!!!

Come one come all, you are all cordially invited to join Bianca D'ard and friends.

Bianca D'arc's Yahoo Group

There will be chatting, promo's and excerpts for you to enjoy.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Happy Sunday

Coming February 22nd, 2008 from Aspen Mountain Press The much anticipated sequel to Blood Red.

The Ravenson Project: Chronicles of the Cursed Book 2

Malek DeWinter, learnt the hard way that the Raven Lord he’d thought had aved him from death so many years ago, wasn’t what he appeared to be. After a night of passionate lovemaking with his new found mate, he wakes from his cursed sleep to find himself chained to the dungeon walls. With his mate at the mercy of his Lord, the house he'd thought had abandoned him comes to his rescue. Can he make things right before it’s too late? Or will he lose his true love to the hands of a traitor?

Excerpt : Unedited

Malek growled, his senses coming alert all at once. Her scent infused him, she smelled of desire and need. Her lips tasted of eagerness and something he hadn’t tasted in decades… Could it be innocence? His eyes snapped open. Could it be? Could Sharra still be an innocent? The thought excited his senses and deepened his desire.

He rolled over pinning her to the mattress below his body. She’d been warned to stay away until he rose for the evening, yet the stubborn woman refused to obey the simplest of commands. If his Sire hadn’t given him leave to take a keeper of his very own, Sharra would be in serious danger for the stunt she’d just pulled. He’d decided within moments of being granted that permission that Sharra would be his keeper, keeping her safe under his protection. A slow throaty chuckle escaped his throat at the thought, he’d always wanted a human lover he could bite into orgasmic bliss. Seeing her surprised expression, he grinned evilly. “Good evening Sharra.”

“Malek, you’re awake!”

“You sound surprised pet! I must say Sharra; this is definitely the nicest way I’ve been woken in ages. But you know this isn’t where you were told to meet me.”

He grinned at the frown that caressed her lips, she hated being ordered about like a slave. “I’m no one’s slave Malek and I missed you.”

“No you certainly aren’t that Sharranna. But you could be mine! I wouldn’t object in the least.”

“Why you vile, disgusting, despicable excuse for a man.”

“You have no idea my pet, none whatsoever, how vile I could be.” He released his hold on the desire he felt for her and kissed her again. He expected no resistance since she’d entered his chambers and his bed freely, and he didn’t receive any. Five years of waiting and wanting were set free in her one act of defiance. His hands roamed eagerly down her side to her thigh, slipping under the dress she wore and climbing back up to rest on her hip. Her dress bunched above his left hand, his right holding her chin steady while he plundered her mouth kissing the breath out of her.