Archive for April, 2011

Everyone wants to know right? Well it’s the incredibly lucky Bobby! Your instructions are to email Rocki: roxannestc@cfl.rr.com with your info to get your book.

And everyone – what to look forward to in the coming month of May? Well the Guest Author & A Giveaway feature is Lynn Raye Harris. Then, my reader feature will be by our very own irrepressible Joy Harris, of Joyfully Reviewed! The Teaser Tuesday features lined up are Jess Dee, and Shiloh Walker – and there may or may not be more/random giveaways. 🙂

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So I’ve taken to watching Michael Fassbender movies while doing  mundane tasks that require me to be stationary. Generally, I watch Centurion. I’ve seen it maybe five times now. I think we can all say MF is my current celebrity crush. I  think there’s comfort in  routine, and the added bonus of me not having to pay close attention to the screen. That, and Centurion is one of the few movies MF stars in pre-Jane Eyre where he doesn’t die. >.<

Now the shred, is Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred. It’s an intense circuit work out, and a bunch of us are doing it together. I’ll update later with the twitter group (is it sad I only know like twitter names?) – and we started today. I’ve done it before… but couldn’t complete it because I’m not allowed to do anything high impact, so I do a modified version of the modified version :X

Near the end Jillian says, “If you feel like you’re going to die, stick with Anita – she’ll carry you through.” But at that point you’re half dead so it seems like Jillian is telling you “if you can’t handle it, follow Anita.” And I’m always like “I am following Anita!!!” (Jillian has two assistants helping out/doing different levels/versions of the same work out.)

Feel free to join in, and we can commiserate together!

As for the sadness… my computer, my beloved macbookpro is on the fritz. There was water/liquid damage and I’m going to have to send it in to be repaired/gutted although the guy thinks only two components will be replaced, which… I guess is okay only not really because what about anything and everything else that is damaged? So… that’s probably going to happen next week because now Apple knows and nothing is covered under warranty until they fix it. Believe me, my wallet and bank account are weeping. Blood.

So that’s me! What about you?

ETA: The group is Liz Maverick (@lizmaverick), Megan Frampton (@meganf), Kwana Jackson (@kwanawrites), Jen Hill (@greybon), Heather Waters (@redline_), and Regina Thorne (@reginathorn). It was April 14 – I remember because I was sitting at a gate in MKE – and Liz said she was looking for a Bridal Bootcamp. I told her she should do the shred – and that I’d join her. And she pulled a group together so we can all suffer together… and shame each other if we miss a day ;). Everyone’s welcome!

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Today we have an exclusive excerpt from rock star author Roxanne St. Claire! Face of Danger is out today so it’s so much perfect all in one little post! Roxanne is an excellent writer who has books out in a number of romance sub-genres – I “discovered” her reading her Silhouette Desire stories. She’s also super nice and accessible – gotta love that in an author, yes? So without further ado… why you’re all here 😀

When investigator Vivi Angelino takes on the job as a body double for a movie star targeted by a possible serial killer, FBI agent Colton Lang will do anything to protect her.. Secluded in the star’s Nantucket mansion, digging deep to unravel a mystery that is much deeper and more threatening than anyone imagined, risk-taking Vivi and rule- loving Lang are polar opposites in every way. But we all know that opposites attract, ignite, and, sometimes, they combust.

Lang let his hands fall, and land on Vivi’s shoulders, plucking at the T-shirt. “Why are you wearing my shirt?”

“I borrowed it.”

“Take it off.”

Her knees actually buckled at the order. “You want it back?”

“I want it off.”

And, dear God, she wanted to take it off. Deep inside, an ache twisted. Lusty and low, superseding everything else.

She stared at him, taking a few steps backwards into the room but he didn’t let go of her shoulders. “I’ve been thinking about you.”

His eyes went smoky. “Good. Keep thinking about me.” He walked her backwards until she reached the bed. No smile on his face, no humor in his eyes. Dead serious, pure Lang. “Think about me while you take off that shirt that belongs to me.”

She sat when her knees hit the bed, fingering the bottom of the T-shirt, as she looked up him. “I have to say something first. I have one…rule.”

He lifted his brow. “You follow rules now?”

She had to feel…safe, or she couldn’t do this. That was her only stipulation. She had to know she had an escape if her brain betrayed her body and freaked out. “If I say stop, you stop.”

“Here’s my rule.” He pressed knees against the bed, holding hers between his as he eased her backwards. “You shouldn’t say go if you’re gonna say stop.”

Her gaze slipping to his sleep pants, the tent even bigger than it was before, the tip of his hard-on already straining the waistband. Her throat went bone dry. “If I did say stop, like if I had to…” she whispered. “I just want you to know it’s not because I’m teasing you. It’s just because…I changed my mind.”

He braced over her, all muscle and man, all hard and ready. Her whole body liquefied with want, falling back on the bed, already fighting the need to writhe against him and release the pressure that was building between her legs.

“If you change your mind, let me know. Until then, take my shirt off.”

With shaky fingers, she lifted the cotton hem, watching his eyes move down to devour the sight. She revealed her stomach, her ribs, her breasts. His jaw loosened, his pupils darkened, his breath slowed to a ragged pull.

“All the way,” he said.

She slipped it over her head, dragging the long, damp hair through, unintentionally making the extensions fan out next to her face. She held the undershirt up in one hand.

“Here’s your shirt, Lang.”

He took it and threw it across the room. “Now the jeans.”

“Oh, God.”

“What’s the matter?” he asked, his eyes narrowing at her tone.

What was the matter? What could she tell him? That she’d never…. No. He’d stop. He’d ask. He wouldn’t believe her unless she told him the whole story. He’d demand to know what she’d refuse to tell.

“What is it, Vivi?”

“Ummm…I forgot to wear underpants.”

That made one side of his mouth hitch up with sexy interest. “Yeah? Let me see.”

She reached for the jeans snap, popped it, and unzipped, never taking her eyes from his.

But he looked down, inhaling slowly as she pushed the jeans down, slowly lifting to get her hips to reveal…everything to him.


“Christ, you’re gorgeous.” He barely breathed the words, and they obliterated every argument threatening to make an appearance in her head.

He helped drag the jeans off her completely and tossed them like the shirt.

Then she lay completely naked before him, barely able to take the next breath. Could he see her heart clobbering her chest? Could he hear the blood rushing though her? Could he possibly know what this meant to her?

“So why’d you change your mind?” he asked, kneeling above her, burning every inch with his eyes, splaying his fingers hands like a maestro about to play. “A few hours ago, you said you were morally opposed to friends with benes…now, you’re pretty friendly.”

“The friend saved my life.”

His hands came down and closed over her fists, which, she only realized then, were clenching the comforter. “I don’t need you to reward me.”

“I’m not rewarding you.”

His eyes grew smoky as he took another slow trip over every inch of her. “Then what are you doing?”

“Something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.” Years. “So please kiss me. Please.”

“I will.” He almost smiled, his eyes tapering. “I’m trying to decide where to start.”

She closed her eyes and tried to breath. “Anywhere you want.”

He lowered his head to her mouth, but skimmed away before they made contact, blowing soft air over her throat, collarbone, her cleavage. His tongue flicked over her breast, and she sucked in a breath, but he moved south, a kiss on her stomach, a brush of lips over her naval, the scrape of his cheek right on her pelvic bone.

She let go of the comforter, moved her hands to his shoulders.

“Yeah,” he said gruffly. “This is where I want to start.”

Yes. Oh, God, yes. This.

About the author:
Roxanne St. Claire is a New York Times bestselling author of The Guardian Angelino series from Grand Central/Forever and The Bullet Catchers from Pocket Books. The author of nearly thirty titles, Rocki (as everyone calls her) is a five time RITA finalist (and one time winner!) and very active on twitter & facebook.

Isn’t that teaser a killer? I told Rocki she was mean for leaving it like that! But she’s not being mean to you, because one lucky person who comments today will win a brand new shiny copy of Face of Danger! So tell me – did that excerpt get you? Have you read the previous two books in the series? (Edge of Sight, and Shiver of Fear – and what great titles, right?!) So if you weren’t paying attention… let me spell it out for you 😉 CONTEST! COMMENT!

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Miss Ali, who is one of my most favorite people ever, was supposed to guest last week. I think we can all agree that it was fortunate she didn’t because we wouldn’t have heard the following story otherwise. And yes, this is the story/post I was hoping she’d share/text me. 😀 Isn’t Ali the best?

So many things went through my head as I wondered what my topic for this guest post would be. Shall I share about my frustration over planning an upcoming surprise birthday party on my own… or my latest obsession with Doctor Who… or maybe how my co-worker was convinced that this guy, who had spent about twenty minutes talking to her, was going kill us (um, yeah, she had a few drinks)… better yet, I could whine about all my unfinished home improvement projects.

Which one am I going to write about today? I’ll go with the crazy episode I had with my co-worker, lol.

The day started out normal enough, I had lunch planned with my co-worker (we’ll call her T) and her friend, since we both had the day off from work. After lunch we decided to go to a bar for drinks. That was my first mistake. My second was not stopping her after her first drink, heh.

After a few minutes, this man approached us and tried to talk to T. Things were going fine for about ten minutes or so, until… T quickly goes through her purse and hands me her keys. She the looks at me and whispers, ‘Run to the car.’ 0_o

I tried to tell her I wasn’t leaving without her, but then she gets this desperate look and proceeds to tell me that this guy is going to kill us. Wowzers. That was definitely not something I expected to hear. I had been there for the whole conversation, and unless she could read minds, there was no mention of killing anybody.

Her conversation with the guy was getting louder. Uh-oh. She got upset with me and asked why I hadn’t left yet. For five minutes she tried to convince me to go, telling me we would both die if I didn’t. I guess it was a nice gesture that she wanted me out of harms way, but I didn’t know whether to laugh or call the men in white jackets, lol.

This was definitely surreal for me. I asked the gentleman to leave and told her we were leaving the bar. She informed me that he would follow us and we needed to hurry.  I told her that I would make sure we weren’t followed and get us out of there quickly… I’ve learned that it’s best to go along with things when necessary.

We finally made it back to her place, and after making sure she was okay, I high-tailed it out of there. For a day that started out normal enough, it sure did take a strange turn for the crazy.

One thing’s for sure, I’ve never been one to say my life is boring. Have you ever had a day that went from good to omg-this-can’t-be-happening?

And Ali chose to be my special guest in April, because it’s her birthday month! (Her birthday was on the first. Fitting, right? 😉 Heh.) But! Ali is awesome and generous – and she’s giving away a $20 Amazon giftcard to someone today! Or… for international readers, a $20 giftcard to the Book Depository. It’s pretty clear why everyone loves her, yes?

You can find Ali at her blog or on twitter. Twitter is actually how I “met” Ali, and when we found out we were both going to RT in 2010 …  we of course had to meet in person. Ali was rooming with Joy and Maya (who couldn’t go). So that’s where the Ali/Joy/Lime everything-ness began.

So come on – make it good, and tell us about one of your crazy day life stories! And remember – you’ll have to come back to see if you’ve won. 🙂

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New, Old, and Upcoming! (And Winners)

Um… so Ali’s post should go up later… once she sends it to me 😛 I tried to tell her to drunk text me her post but she didn’t! Can’t you believe the nerve? 😉

Anyway, I realize I’m super tardy on the winner for Susan Lyons’s Guest Author & A Giveaway post. Sorry, friends, and sorry, Susan! Anyway, the lucky winner is GrowlyCub – so use that handy dandy contact form please and shoot me an email with your info.  (I feel like there should be a chorus of “yay, randomizer.org!” here…)

The winners of Jill Sorenson and Jackie Barbosa’s guest posts are in the comments of their respective blog spots… (the attack of the J’s!). And… let’s see. Upcoming – on Tuesday, we have the awesome Roxanne St. Claire sharing an exclusive excerpt of her new book that release that very day, Face of Danger. It’s all timed so perfectly, yes? (And by exclusive, I mean its not posted anywhere else. That’s the agreement of Teaser Tuesday features. Fun, yes? :D)

And then on May 3, we have Lynne Raye Harris as the Guest Author & A Giveaway feature for the month.

Exciting stuff? And… I’ll try to post some reviews. I’ve been re-reading bits of Maya Banks’s “Sweet” series… and Lauren Dane’s Seattle series as I call it… (LOVE that one, incidentally… if the guys in that were real I’d so move to Seattle. Not that it’d be a hardship since I loved the city while I was there.)

So enough babble. Still sick. (I know, right?!) But glad it’s a holiday weekend. I was informed by my parents that I have to go to the/an early service on Sunday so I can have “Easter Dinner” with them. Heh. So do you celebrate Easter? Have any plans? Gonna gorge yourself on all the chocolate and candy you can find in stores?

And… do you (we?) care about reviews? [In general, yes, but also content-wise.]

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This Is How I Feel…

I thought about doing a “DC Recap” but… I didn’t really do anything. Also the only pictures on my phone are basically… closed [brewery] at airport, cupcakes, hot guy, “museums,” and… other airport. I’m still sick – really we’ve all taken to calling it the plague. So, I’ll document how I feel about so many things in general via the pup.

I started out as such:

And then I finally got on to the metro. And when I hit familiar places like Crystal City, and then really in the city like L’Enfant etc. Especially once I was on the red line, and it was all Gallery Place Chinatown! Metro Center! Dupont! Adams Morgan!!! ❤ ❤ ❤ Even Tenleytown brought a slight smile. (Despite the fact that the red line is now where everyone dies…) I was like this:But sadly… most everything fell through, and one of the people I was looking forward to seeing was good until he and the other guy started being jackass assholes and what with that coming after the horrible rain + power outage + me effectively having no sinuses by Sunday it was all:

(Yes, the slitted eyes really conveys it.)

A̶l̶s̶o̶ ̶l̶e̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶j̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶p̶r̶e̶t̶e̶n̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶p̶o̶s̶t̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶n̶ ̶T̶u̶e̶s̶d̶a̶y̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶T̶h̶u̶r̶s̶d̶a̶y̶ ̶s̶i̶n̶c̶e̶ ̶T̶&̶S̶a̶ ̶w̶e̶r̶e̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶
o̶r̶i̶g̶i̶n̶a̶l̶ ̶b̶l̶o̶g̶g̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶d̶a̶y̶ ̶g̶o̶a̶l̶s̶ ̶a̶n̶y̶w̶a̶y̶,̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶w̶h̶o̶o̶p̶s̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶k̶n̶o̶w̶ ̶I̶ ̶d̶i̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶g̶e̶t̶ ̶h̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶u̶n̶t̶i̶l̶ ̶n̶e̶a̶r̶l̶y̶
̶m̶i̶d̶n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶o̶n̶ ̶T̶ ̶a̶n̶y̶w̶a̶y̶.̶.̶.̶ … Babbles.

I did get to go to Dolce Zza, which was like one of the two things I REALLY wanted to do in DC. And I discovered Poste, and Dragonberry Rum… so you know, it’s the small things 🙂 How about you? How was your weekend? Or your last trip?

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Invisible Special Guest Ali?

So… if you’ve been following the patterns, you’d know that this is the third Saturday of the month, and I should have a special guest. Well, I do. It’s Ali F.

But she’s been out and about and super busy … (as in I think she should tell her boss what’s up and get a few personal days…) so there’s no post yet. No worries-  it’ll happen eventually 🙂

Me-wise, I’m also still sick. [Yes – still T_T going on two months now…] And I had been recovering my sense of smell this past week! But… relapsed when I traveled and some other stuff 😦 Sad.

Um, I’m in DC now for a few days, so if any of you are in the area we should meet up! Cuz Joy also abandoned me. *sobs* (She had an understandable reason though.)

And winners for some of the guest posts? Well, you should check the comments 😉 And of course the Swag one from the most awesome Stacie is still open! Happy weekend!

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