I’m wrapping up the next Pryde Ranch Shifters story and thought I’d give you a sneak peek…
Hair still damp from the shower, Jason DiCaplis walked into the football field his wife called a kitchen. And there she stood, the apple of his eye. And she was a total wreck. Instead of greeting her with a playful nip and a hug from behind, as was his habit, he wisely kept his mouth shut and stayed out of biting distance. Given her current mood, he’d just grab a quick snack and a cup of hot coffee and get out of her hair.
He yanked open the doors to one of the huge stainless steel refrigerators when a sting radiated across his left butt cheek.
He cocked his head at his wild-eyed mate. “Ow, woman! What the hell are you thinking?” He hopped back in time to avoid the tip of another expertly snapped towel.
“This is a big deal, and you’re moving too slow. Clear out so I can get on with… God, I don’t know how I’m going to have everything ready by the time they get here. I haven’t even finished all the prep and the staff are all doing other tasks so I don’t have any one to mise en place for me and…”
Really? Neesia had them all in the kitchen late last night slaving away over the ingredients she needed for the clan-sized meal she’d planned. All four of the Pryde sisters, plus himself and all the household staff had been called in. Even their pilot had been recruited. They’d sliced, diced and cut both themselves and the mountain of veggies, fruit, seafood, and whatever else Neesia cracked the whip about for this week’s visitors.
“Neesia, we did food prep for at least a hundred people just last night. I only have four friends coming.”
“But the scientists coming to work with K and K…”
“Rescheduled, remember? We’ll have a total of ten people, not a whole malnourished rugby team. This is fucking ridiculous, Neesia. I don’t like it when you worry this way.”
Ooooh, wait a minute. Said bustling woman wore the little green silk robe he loved, the one that fell just below her hips and left most of her thighs bare.
Forget breakfast. Neesia looked good enough to eat.
With one hand, he rubbed the welt forming under his shorts, and tried to wrap the other around the frazzled female bustling about the kitchen.
“Jason, stop it. I’m nowhere near done and they’ll be here this afternoon. Damn it, damn it, damn it.”
No answer. She’d wiggled out of his arms and buried her head in the freezer.
A bag of frozen prawns and some carrots crashed to the floor as she snatched and tossed various items in a flurry of movement. Okay, enough was enough.
He eased her back and away from the fridges, freezers, and anything else that was stainless steel and involved with cooking.
“Look, these are my friends. My family. You don’t have to go through all this stress. They’re going to love you.”
“But they’re important to you. Cooking for them is a big deal, damn it! I want it to be perfect!”
“Neesia, you’re yelling. And your hair is all over your head from running your hands through it. If you pull any out, I’m telling you now I’m going to be very upset with you. If you’re going to be bald, it should be all over, rather than just one spot in the top of your head.”
His words earned the chuckle he was after.
After all, Jason understood where she was coming from. Cooking for her family was important to her. It was an expression of love into which she put her all. But this was fucking nuts. The woman was wearing herself to a nub over pleasing his friends. And while Jason was flattered that she cared enough to go to these lengths simply because these people meant a lot to him, he was not pleased that she was weirding out over it. Nobody, not even the James boys, were worth risking her sanity. And if Jason prided himself on anything, it was taking care of his mate.
When she wouldn’t stop squirming trying to get back to the damned fridge, his patience slipped. A deep feline growl pushed its way past his throat and reverberated around the stadium sized kitchen. Neesia immediately stilled and cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Are you growling at me, Jason DiCaplis?”
“I’m going to do more than growl if you don’t stop this madness. Relax, or else.” The firm grip he had on her shoulders eased as the tips of his fingers traipsed down to her wrist to hold her still. Leaning in, he inhaled his favorite fragrance–the natural scent at the nook of her neck. God, the woman smelled so good. And it always drove him wild. Especially when the scent of her sex blended into the mix.
And he knew how to make her cream in record time. Knew exactly what she liked and how she liked it.
“Damn it, Jason. Not now,” she semi-demanded and tried to push him away. But her fingers flexed on his bare chest and then played in the sprinkle of hair there.
“Now is the perfect time. I think you’re overdue for a bit of stress relief.”
Cradling the back of her head, Jason held Neesia in place as he gently kissed her lips. Well, it started out gentle, anyway. But in mere seconds, the attempt at seduction grew into flat-out raunchy need. The need to devour rather than simply taste. The need to rut rather than distract. Bottom line–Neesia simply brought the freak out in him.
As always AAD is about the readers, and the amount of
awesome we have put together for you this year, you would be INSANE not to
First, our amazing Master of Ceremonies is none other than
Alexandra Ivy! She will be doing a cool little event to celebrate your favorite
gargoyle, Levet on Friday! Wanna know more? Check out the FB group where Alex
will be talking about the awesome that she has going on!
Torquere and authors BA Tortuga and Julia Talbot will be
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How about Parties? This year we have a special event called
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J. Kenner, Liliana Hart, Carly Phillips, Janelle
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The ladies will be talking more about
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New for 2014 is the Paranormal Party!
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Welcome to my contribution to the My Writing Process Blog Hop. I was tagged by D. Renee Bagby, author extraordinaire. Every Monday you’ll find a new group of authors that are participating in this fun round-a-bout. Click Mizz Bagby’s name to see her post. At the end of my post below, you’ll find three new blog hoppers to visit next Monday.
Okay people, I am reeling after the Super Bowl! Just…gah!
While it’s true that I live in the Pacific Northwest, I’m not originally from here. In fact, I spent more time in Colorado than I have in the PNW. So, yep, after my hometown team (the 49ers), I’m a Broncos fan.
The game started out strange, yes? The first order of weirdness was a funky coin toss by none other than the legendary (and sometimes goofy) Joe Nameth. Next came the snap that sailed past Peyton Manning’s head and resulted in the Seahawks getting the first score.
And it went downhill from there. If you watched the game, what were the highlights (or lowlights, as it were) for you? Gotta say one thing – Peyton Manning is a class act.
I’m currently sitting in my office thinking about the wonderful year I’ve had. I didn’t have a ton of releases or make much money from writing, but what I did have were the most fantatic interactions, both in person and online, with people that share my passion for books.
You all have enriched my life so much, and I want to thank you for that. You could have been spending your time elsewhere, yet at conferences you chose to talk to me, have dinner or coffee, and sometimes just be plain silly with me. And online you shared my insane love of shoes and goofiness.
In a word, you all are WONDERFUL!
Again, thank you so much, and Merry Christmas from my family to yours!
We’re total foodies in my house. We cook and eat just about every type of food there is, from Japanese to Cajun to French to whatever.
Rigth now I’m getting ready to walk out of my office and head into the kitchen to begin cooking for Thanksgiving. As a native american woman, I probably see Thanksgiving a bit differently than many considering it was the beginning of the end of my people. However, my family does celebrate the holiday by spending time with loved ones and friends and remembering all the many blessings in our lives. Eventhough we try to express thanks and gratitude all year, Thanksgiving is a time for us to spend a day doing nothing but focusing on family abeing grateful.
So, what am I cooking? Cornbread dressing (or stuffing, as some prefer to call it), candied yums with cranberries (sweet potatoes), sweet potatoe pie, macaroni and cheese (made with real cheese), and turkey. My daughter is cookign some other stuff, but she’s being creative (as usual) so I’ll have to get back to you on what her sooper seekrit nom nom is this year
One thing we are very grateful for is having a full pantry! So remember that you can get the Passionate Cooks recipe book from All Romance eBooks – I have a recipe for Shrimp Creole inside, and it’s FREE! Click the graphic to get your copy.
Also, for your nom-nom pleasure, here’s a recipe I’d love to share with you from our good friend Emeril Lagasse, Mr. BAM! himself. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
Emeril’s Creole Cornbread Stuffing
Cook Time: min
1 baked Basic Cornbread (12 cups), broken into 1-inch pieces
1 tablespoon plus 2 teaspoons Emeril’s Original Essence
1 pound andouille sausage (or other smoked sausage), cut crosswise into 1- inch pieces
3 tablespoons vegetable oil
3 cups yellow onions, chopped
2 cups celery, chopped
2 cups green bell peppers, chopped
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
Pinch cayenne pepper
2 tablespoons garlic, minced
4 teaspoons fresh thyme, finely chopped
Increase the oven temperature to 400 degrees F. Grease a 10-by-15-inch baking dish or two 9-inch square baking dishes with the butter.
Combine the chicken stock, cream, milk, eggs and 1 tablespoon Essence in a large bowl and whisk to blend. Add the dried cornbread and stir to mix, breaking up the pieces with a wooden spoon. Cover and refrigerate for 1 hour.
Meanwhile, heat a large skillet or medium pot over high heat. Add the andouille and cook until browned, about 5 minutes. Add the vegetable oil and reduce the heat to medium-high. Add the onions, celery, bell peppers, remaining 2 teaspoons Essence, the salt, black pepper, and cayenne and stir to mix. Cook the vegetables, stirring occasionally, until very soft and golden, about 15 minutes. Add the garlic and thyme and cook until fragrant, about 30 seconds. Remove from the heat and add to the cornbread mixture. Stir to mix well. Pour into the prepared baking dish and bake until golden brown, 35 to 40 minutes.
I’m so thrilled that USA Today lists Seeker’s Solace: Vampire Council of Ethics Book Four, as a smokin’ hot new release on the USA Today Happy Ever After Blog. Love awesome Romance novels? Go check it out!
“Seeker’s Solace by TJ Michaels (Samhain Publishing). When Jovon Dawson-Li is asked to join an elite team to investigate who—or what—is behind the attacks on the Seeker Corps, the pressure is on. Jovon has long dreamed of proving herself worthy of becoming a Serati warrior. This is her chance. But there are two somethings challenging her focus—her team mates, elite Seeker Slade Tof-Li and clan liaison, Shale Reis Krulm.
Together, they form a deep matebond. For the first time in her life, Jovon’s determination to become a Serati wavers…and she wonders if she can have her dream and her lovers too. The enemy they face has a single-minded purpose to kill the Council’s most skilled and dangerous vampires and leave no tracks. But when they strike at the heart of Jovon’s matebond, no trail is faint enough to save them from the wrath of this woman.”
Reviews are starting to come in and they are FANTASTIC!
“I run a successful security firm, basically a bodyguard to some of the escorts that cater to the high-rolling vamps in our society.”
Jovon’s gaze rolled toward the ceiling. Why were vamps, the most sexual beings on earth, so narrow-minded in this area? She sighed, and then spoke slowly as if teaching a kindergartner. “No sex happens. That’s why I’m there. Basically, the escorts cater to men and women who haven’t had or made time for relationships but enjoy companionship. Besides, why show up at a high-dollar charity event alone when you can take runway-model material instead?”
“So here you are, a fashion doll’s muscle, headed into the investigation from hell. And single. I wonder…”
A good romance just wouldn’t be the same if someone didn’t do a little bit of chasing in order to win the object of their affection, right? In honor of the Septemer 24, 2013 release of Seeker’s Solace – Vampire Council of Ethics Book 4, here’s a bit of a peek at our main characters, and a hint of what they’re willing to go through for each other. Enjoy, then visit the Snippet Saturday authors via the links at the bottom of the post.
Gently stroking her jaw, he said, “And you still haven’t answered my question, Jovon. You don’t understand…what?”
She looked up at him. The mix of emotion that shone in her bright hazel eyes floored him. Her words even more so.
“I want you, Reis. And I don’t even know if I like you.” She chuckled, no heat behind the words. “Just not what I expected. Ever.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I don’t like you either,” he whispered as he sealed both their fates with a kiss that shattered her carefully cultivated calm.
His deep moan echoed her own the second she parted the seam of her lips to let him in. Reis was sweet cherry pie and cream followed by scalding-hot spice. And a woman was entitled to her dessert every now and then.
He tasted of mint and jasmine tea. And the way he moved his mouth over hers was confident, without hesitation and downright delicious. He dipped strong fingers into the hollows on either side of her spine, massaging her back as he pulled her closer. Soon she was wrapped up in him, literally, reveling in the strength that encompassed her.
God, she could lose herself in his kiss, his taste, his body…until his words actually sank into her desire-fogged and fairly overloaded brain.
She pushed him back using all her vampire strength. This time he barely moved.
“What do you mean you don’t like me?”
He threw his hands up and took a step back. Oh, he looked so adorably disgruntled. “What? What’d I say?”
“What did you say? Are you serious?”
He paused a moment and seemed to think it over. “How is it any different from what you just said?”
“I said I didn’t know if I liked you. I was still making up my mind. You, however, seem to have already come to a conclusion.”
“Really? Really, Jovon?” He looked as if she’d just crawled out of a crashed alien spacecraft and he wasn’t sure what to make of her. Well, she wasn’t sure what to make of herself either. For some reason, her hormones had shot out of control and landed beyond her reach totally on the wrong side of pissed-off. And she had no idea why.
Yep, the day was definitely catching up with her.
She snatched a clean towel off the rack, dabbed at the sweat on her brow and then stomped out of the room.
Without looking back, she snapped, “Good fucking night.”
She’d never know how she managed to bite back the smile brought on by Reis’s growl as it filled the air behind her. As she headed to her room, she shook her head at herself and considered how she’d gone from sinking into his kiss to taking his head off at the neck, and all at the speed of light.