http://para-fanatics.blogspot.com/
Friday, April 30, 2010
An interview with Barbara Elsborg and a chance to win The Power of Love
http://para-fanatics.blogspot.com/
Friday, March 26, 2010
Cyber-Launch Party
Hear ye, hear ye. A cyber-launch party on Sunday, March 28th. Come one, come all and leave a comment for a chance to win one of my e-novels.
See you Sunday.
Here's the link: http://www.cyberlaunchparty.blogspot.com/
See you Sunday.
Here's the link: http://www.cyberlaunchparty.blogspot.com/
Monday, March 22, 2010
Guest Blogging over at Paranormal Romantics tomorrow.
Blogging about the bad boys in fiction and my bad boy Ian Saefa in Slipping the Past. Stop by and tell me about a few of your favorite bad boys.
http://paranormalromantics.blogspot.com/
http://paranormalromantics.blogspot.com/
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Great information for the less tech savy
Visit Lexi Valentine's blog for tips on protecting your personal information online. She's got a great post here: http://www.lexvalentine.com/
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Last Flight of the Ark
We have launch on March 8th, 2010.
Nuf said.
http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/forums/showthread.php?t=10610
Nuf said.
http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/forums/showthread.php?t=10610
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Slipping the Past Reviewed.
Check out the latest review of Slipping the Past.
http://www.nightowlromance.com/nightowlromance/reviews/Review.aspx?daoid=5722
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Chops from Last Flight of the Ark
As Last Flight of the Ark heads to the proof editor, I find myself mentally reviewing the metamorphosis of this story. In the last month it’s grown and changed in ways I hadn’t originally imagined. At one point I extracted an entire plot thread. It took two weeks to unweave it from various chapters, to get the leaner meaner version that’s soon to be released with Liquid Silver Books. I worked through Christmas, crammed to get it done before I traveled south to Parris Island for my son’s boot camp graduation and spent countless hours in my car on my lunch break to plug those holes I’d opened.
I’d like to show you the chops, the bits and pieces you won’t see in the story that give you a glimpse at the lost threads.
Warning: This is an erotic romance. Excerpts contain graphic language.
Excerpt 1:
He’d gone down to the hold to check the animals and the crew. Everyone appeared a little shaken but fine, until he’d reached the final cage. Frank blinked and rubbed his eyes. He hit the button on his com and opened a channel to the flight deck. “Uh, Captain Deluzio, this is Lieutenant Jeffers.”
“Captain Deluzio, here.”
“You might want to come down to the predator bay. There’s something you’ve got to see.”
“Roger, I’ll be right there.”
Frank stared into the bars at the naked people. They’d been wolves an hour ago. Where did the wolves go? He glanced into the other cages. Wolves. Real wolves, but what was in this cage was anything but animal.
A blonde rose to her feet. As beautiful a woman as he’d ever seen. Long legs, full breasts that didn’t have the slightest sag, platinum hair and the sweetest mouth he’d ever seen. A walking wet-dream. She stumbled toward him and placed her palms against the bars as though her fingers didn’t work, or she was uncertain how they did.
“Hello,” Frank said.
“Olo,” she repeated and cocked her head, holding his gaze so intensely he couldn’t break away. Frost and fire, sunshine and moonlight and Frank suddenly became a believer in love at first sight.
“I’m Frank.”
“I Frunk,” she repeated.
“No, I’m Frank.” He patted his chest then pointed at her. “Who are you?”
She leaned forward and sniffed him. A male behind her rose to his feet and snarled. She swung around and growled in response. He sank back to the ground and rolled to his back. Frank flinched. Dang dude, grow some balls.
The woman turned back around to study him. Her gaze traveled from his boots, stopping at his groin for longer than appropriate and then up to his face. The corner of her mouth curled and a dimple emerged. Frank’s heart skipped and squeezed in his chest. He was gay. What the hell was going on with him? He wanted a woman?
Scratch that. Women? Oh shit, he’d mutated into a heterosexual.
Twice today he’d gotten hard. Once with Melissa in the bay and now with this delicate, very naked female. It just wasn’t natural.
She pressed tighter to the bars, her breasts protruded through and her nipples were close enough to make more than a polite introduction. Heat washed through his body and his erection became painful. What the hell. He coughed and tried to take his eyes off her. Impossible. His gaze remained on her breasts. “You need some clothes.”
“Clothes?” She drew her brows together, as though she thought nothing of being naked. Then again, there was nothing wrong with what she was wearing. Fuck. Yes there was. She was a chick. No matter how he tried to be disgusted, he couldn’t. Oh God, Bryant wasn’t going to like this a bit.
“Clothes”, she said softly. Her eyes lit and she reached through the bars to tug on his sleeve. “Clothes.”
“That’s right. Your boyfriend could use some too.” The man wasn’t bad looking, but the wood Frank had wasn’t because of him.
Her mouth turned into a full smile, illuminating that perfect face. She pushed on the bars and gave him a pleading look. She was beautiful. Inhumanly beautiful. Frank studied her face and contemplated if he should let her out. She didn’t look dangerous.
Oh hell, why wait for Melissa? He unlocked the latch and the door swung open. She stepped through and stopped a foot from him. She reached up, touched his jaw and moved closer, pressing her naked body against him.
“Clothes.” She tugged on his shirt.
“No. These are mine. I’ll get something to fit you.”
“Mine,” she said and pulled at his top again. She brought both hands up and sandwiched his face between her palms. She sniffed his neck.“Mine, Frunk.” She obviously had no inhibitions. She pressed closer, grinding her hips into him. None at all. Damn he was going to need to bathe in ice to knock his hard-on down.
It didn’t help that he could sense her interest. Hell, any red-blooded male would have to be blind not to sense it, but he’d caught all the extras a normal man wouldn’t. Her heart pounded staccato in her chest, beating out a primitive thrum that made his body ache. And...he could smell her. Wet. Excited. She ran her hand across the scruff on his jaw, practically inhaling him while she did it. She liked him.
“Frunk,” she whispered and ran her hand down his body to grope his nuts. “Mine.”
“Whoa, hey there.” Frank pulled her hand away. No, not liked, wanted and that knowledge had his pants growing tighter. Her breath grazed his face as though she wanted to kiss him. He closed his eyes and took in her essence, waiting for her lips to touch his. Oh hell, he’d never experimented with the opposite sex before. What could it hurt?
Instead, a soft, wet tongue ran from his chin to his forehead.
Frank’s eyes snapped open. What the fuck?
“Olo, Frank. I’m Sheba.” Pain rocketed through his head as the back of his skull bounced off the iron bars. Teeth clamped onto his shoulder and punched through flesh and fabric. Seconds later, everything went dark.
Excerpt II:
“I can’t believe you let her out,” Melissa snarled. “She’s not human. She’s dangerous.”
“Yeah, I figured that out. After she bashed my head into the side of that cage, bit me and stole my clothes.” Frank slapped a bag of ice against the back of his head. Melissa had offered him a blanket, which he now wore wrapped around his body like a toga. “She looked pretty damn human to me. She even spoke.”
Melissa lifted a brow. “Spoke? What did she say?”
“Olo, Frank. I’m Sheba.”
“She did not.”
“Uh, think again. If that girl was a wolf, that’s a thing of the past. She’s humanoid and a quick learner.”
“Organize a team. We have to find them.”
“I’ll get dressed first.” Frank gathered the blanket around him and headed for the bay.
I’d like to show you the chops, the bits and pieces you won’t see in the story that give you a glimpse at the lost threads.
Warning: This is an erotic romance. Excerpts contain graphic language.
Excerpt 1:
He’d gone down to the hold to check the animals and the crew. Everyone appeared a little shaken but fine, until he’d reached the final cage. Frank blinked and rubbed his eyes. He hit the button on his com and opened a channel to the flight deck. “Uh, Captain Deluzio, this is Lieutenant Jeffers.”
“Captain Deluzio, here.”
“You might want to come down to the predator bay. There’s something you’ve got to see.”
“Roger, I’ll be right there.”
Frank stared into the bars at the naked people. They’d been wolves an hour ago. Where did the wolves go? He glanced into the other cages. Wolves. Real wolves, but what was in this cage was anything but animal.
A blonde rose to her feet. As beautiful a woman as he’d ever seen. Long legs, full breasts that didn’t have the slightest sag, platinum hair and the sweetest mouth he’d ever seen. A walking wet-dream. She stumbled toward him and placed her palms against the bars as though her fingers didn’t work, or she was uncertain how they did.
“Hello,” Frank said.
“Olo,” she repeated and cocked her head, holding his gaze so intensely he couldn’t break away. Frost and fire, sunshine and moonlight and Frank suddenly became a believer in love at first sight.
“I’m Frank.”
“I Frunk,” she repeated.
“No, I’m Frank.” He patted his chest then pointed at her. “Who are you?”
She leaned forward and sniffed him. A male behind her rose to his feet and snarled. She swung around and growled in response. He sank back to the ground and rolled to his back. Frank flinched. Dang dude, grow some balls.
The woman turned back around to study him. Her gaze traveled from his boots, stopping at his groin for longer than appropriate and then up to his face. The corner of her mouth curled and a dimple emerged. Frank’s heart skipped and squeezed in his chest. He was gay. What the hell was going on with him? He wanted a woman?
Scratch that. Women? Oh shit, he’d mutated into a heterosexual.
Twice today he’d gotten hard. Once with Melissa in the bay and now with this delicate, very naked female. It just wasn’t natural.
She pressed tighter to the bars, her breasts protruded through and her nipples were close enough to make more than a polite introduction. Heat washed through his body and his erection became painful. What the hell. He coughed and tried to take his eyes off her. Impossible. His gaze remained on her breasts. “You need some clothes.”
“Clothes?” She drew her brows together, as though she thought nothing of being naked. Then again, there was nothing wrong with what she was wearing. Fuck. Yes there was. She was a chick. No matter how he tried to be disgusted, he couldn’t. Oh God, Bryant wasn’t going to like this a bit.
“Clothes”, she said softly. Her eyes lit and she reached through the bars to tug on his sleeve. “Clothes.”
“That’s right. Your boyfriend could use some too.” The man wasn’t bad looking, but the wood Frank had wasn’t because of him.
Her mouth turned into a full smile, illuminating that perfect face. She pushed on the bars and gave him a pleading look. She was beautiful. Inhumanly beautiful. Frank studied her face and contemplated if he should let her out. She didn’t look dangerous.
Oh hell, why wait for Melissa? He unlocked the latch and the door swung open. She stepped through and stopped a foot from him. She reached up, touched his jaw and moved closer, pressing her naked body against him.
“Clothes.” She tugged on his shirt.
“No. These are mine. I’ll get something to fit you.”
“Mine,” she said and pulled at his top again. She brought both hands up and sandwiched his face between her palms. She sniffed his neck.“Mine, Frunk.” She obviously had no inhibitions. She pressed closer, grinding her hips into him. None at all. Damn he was going to need to bathe in ice to knock his hard-on down.
It didn’t help that he could sense her interest. Hell, any red-blooded male would have to be blind not to sense it, but he’d caught all the extras a normal man wouldn’t. Her heart pounded staccato in her chest, beating out a primitive thrum that made his body ache. And...he could smell her. Wet. Excited. She ran her hand across the scruff on his jaw, practically inhaling him while she did it. She liked him.
“Frunk,” she whispered and ran her hand down his body to grope his nuts. “Mine.”
“Whoa, hey there.” Frank pulled her hand away. No, not liked, wanted and that knowledge had his pants growing tighter. Her breath grazed his face as though she wanted to kiss him. He closed his eyes and took in her essence, waiting for her lips to touch his. Oh hell, he’d never experimented with the opposite sex before. What could it hurt?
Instead, a soft, wet tongue ran from his chin to his forehead.
Frank’s eyes snapped open. What the fuck?
“Olo, Frank. I’m Sheba.” Pain rocketed through his head as the back of his skull bounced off the iron bars. Teeth clamped onto his shoulder and punched through flesh and fabric. Seconds later, everything went dark.
Excerpt II:
“I can’t believe you let her out,” Melissa snarled. “She’s not human. She’s dangerous.”
“Yeah, I figured that out. After she bashed my head into the side of that cage, bit me and stole my clothes.” Frank slapped a bag of ice against the back of his head. Melissa had offered him a blanket, which he now wore wrapped around his body like a toga. “She looked pretty damn human to me. She even spoke.”
Melissa lifted a brow. “Spoke? What did she say?”
“Olo, Frank. I’m Sheba.”
“She did not.”
“Uh, think again. If that girl was a wolf, that’s a thing of the past. She’s humanoid and a quick learner.”
“Organize a team. We have to find them.”
“I’ll get dressed first.” Frank gathered the blanket around him and headed for the bay.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Dawn's Debut Novel Released Today!
*** NEWSFLASH! ***
Our own D. L. (Dawn) Jackson's debut e-novel--a Futuristic Romance titled SLIPPING THE PAST--is released today by Liquid Silver Books!
SLIPPING THE PAST is a soaring love story with some wicked twists and surprises.
Here's the blurb from the Liquid Silver website:
Some love affairs last a lifetime, others never end.
Jocelyn Miller is a fugitive. She’s blind, homeless and was doomed to spiritual incarceration from the moment she drew her first breath. On the run since her eighteenth birthday, she’s somehow managed to stay one step ahead of the reapers. If she’s caught, she knows she’ll lose her soul, but what she doesn’t expect—is to lose her heart.
Innocent people don’t have warrants.
Or do they?
Gabriel Solaris is an enforcer, a genetically enhanced psychic often referred to as a reaper for his ability to take souls, and he’s charged with collecting Jocelyn’s. When he finds Jocelyn outside the store, he’s sure she’s up to something illegal. Proving it isn’t necessary, he already has a warrant. But the closer Gabriel gets to Jocelyn, the more he begins to question his duty. Her claims of innocence have a ring of truth he can’t deny.
I loved you once.
Gabriel loses control and kisses her. Instead of taking her soul, he gives her a week to prove her innocence for past-life crimes. Now it isn’t only Jocelyn’s soul at stake. If she can’t prove her innocence, Gabriel will go down with her.
Congratulations, Dawn,
on the release of your debut novel
(with the gorgeous cover!)
SLIPPING THE PAST.
From your co-bloggers on Take it to the Stars.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Here's a brief blurb. You can read more on the web site (link above).
Alek sighed, eyed the mistletoe above his head, and ignored the co-worker eyeing his backside. He suspected Loki didn't have a New Year's Eve date, and the silly stalker wouldn't accept the fact Alex wasn't interested. He stretched to his full potential and managed to pinch the tip of the dangling grey-green vine between his thumb and forefinger.
Wow. It felt hot. Interesting. He'd thought it was plastic, or at least long dead, but it was turgid. Short broad, smooth-edged evergreen leaves were paired along the woody stem and waxy white berries hung in dense clusters of ten or more, throughout the one foot strand.
He tugged and it fell from the chain, missed his head and caught round his shoulder.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Slipping the Past.
To be released January 11th, 2010.
Excerpt:
Blind, homeless and on the run for crimes she committed before she was born, Jocelyn Miller is hunted by a reaper who's a living nightmare…or her greatest love.
“I’ve loved you from the moment I first kissed you.”
Jocelyn opened her mouth to say something nasty and snapped it shut. She reached up and touched his shoulder. “You loved me since you kissed me outside the convenience store?”
“No. I’ve loved you since I kissed you in the street, while soldiers marched by. I loved you as a Roman soldier, as a knight, as a farmer in Salem, a Confederate man fleeing across enemy lines and yes, I love you now as the man sworn to take you in. I’ve loved you from the beginning and I’ll love you to the very end. As I said before, having sex has nothing to do with this. Don’t challenge me, Jocelyn. You won’t win.”
“That’s playing dirty.”
“I don’t have time to play fair.”
http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com
Excerpt:
Blind, homeless and on the run for crimes she committed before she was born, Jocelyn Miller is hunted by a reaper who's a living nightmare…or her greatest love.
“I’ve loved you from the moment I first kissed you.”
Jocelyn opened her mouth to say something nasty and snapped it shut. She reached up and touched his shoulder. “You loved me since you kissed me outside the convenience store?”
“No. I’ve loved you since I kissed you in the street, while soldiers marched by. I loved you as a Roman soldier, as a knight, as a farmer in Salem, a Confederate man fleeing across enemy lines and yes, I love you now as the man sworn to take you in. I’ve loved you from the beginning and I’ll love you to the very end. As I said before, having sex has nothing to do with this. Don’t challenge me, Jocelyn. You won’t win.”
“That’s playing dirty.”
“I don’t have time to play fair.”
http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com
Saturday, December 12, 2009
We have a winner.
Aries18 is the winner of the print copy of Dark nest.
Please email me your mailing address at dlareejackson(no space)1@gmail(dot)com
Thanks to all for participating in the SFR Holiday Blitz!
Please email me your mailing address at dlareejackson(no space)1@gmail(dot)com
Thanks to all for participating in the SFR Holiday Blitz!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
The Cover.
Here's a nail-biter. Waiting for the cover to your novel. A good cover can boost sales and a bad cover, well, we've all seen what can happen.
Covers drive authors crazy. Some publishers give authors a lot of input, others give us no voice as to what it looks like. We obsess about it, fidget and worry. In the end, it's what we have the least control over and we either hit the lottery or we don't. Sometimes, even with input, the cover just doesn't fit the writer's vision.
But what happens when the artist is in tune with the author's vision? Covers like the one for my soon to be released futuristic romance with Liquid Silver Books, happen. I can't tell you how excited I was when I saw it.
I have to say, Liquid Silver Books is one of the best when it comes to asking for input. Even better, they listened to everything I said. I got my skyscrapers and my Roman Colosseum. And yes, the heroine has the right hair color, which might seem trivial, but trust me, it's not. It's beautiful. The artist did an amazing job and really captured the spirit of my story. The cover fits the mood better than I could have hoped for.
Stick around, I'll be unveiling it soon. Not yet, but soon. I promise.
Now it's time for a little gratuitous blurbage:
Some love affairs last a lifetime, others never end.
Jocelyn Miller is a fugitive. She’s, blind, homeless and was doomed to spiritual incarceration from the moment she drew her first breath. On the run since her eighteenth birthday, she’s somehow managed to stay one step ahead of the reapers. If she’s caught, she knows she’ll lose her soul, but what she doesn’t expect—is to lose her heart.
Innocent people don’t have warrants.
Or do they? Gabriel Solaris is an enforcer, a genetically enhanced psychic often referred to as a reaper for his ability to take souls, and he’s charged with collecting Jocelyn’s. When he finds Jocelyn outside the store, he’s sure she’s up to something illegal. Proving it isn’t necessary, he already has a warrant. But the closer Gabriel gets to Jocelyn, the more he begins to question his duty. Her claims of innocence have a ring of truth he can’t deny.
I loved you once.
Gabriel loses control and kisses her. Instead of taking her soul, he gives her a week to prove her innocence for past-life crimes. Now it isn’t only Jocelyn’s soul at stake. If she can’t prove her innocence, Gabriel will go down with her.
Covers drive authors crazy. Some publishers give authors a lot of input, others give us no voice as to what it looks like. We obsess about it, fidget and worry. In the end, it's what we have the least control over and we either hit the lottery or we don't. Sometimes, even with input, the cover just doesn't fit the writer's vision.
But what happens when the artist is in tune with the author's vision? Covers like the one for my soon to be released futuristic romance with Liquid Silver Books, happen. I can't tell you how excited I was when I saw it.
I have to say, Liquid Silver Books is one of the best when it comes to asking for input. Even better, they listened to everything I said. I got my skyscrapers and my Roman Colosseum. And yes, the heroine has the right hair color, which might seem trivial, but trust me, it's not. It's beautiful. The artist did an amazing job and really captured the spirit of my story. The cover fits the mood better than I could have hoped for.
Stick around, I'll be unveiling it soon. Not yet, but soon. I promise.
Now it's time for a little gratuitous blurbage:
Some love affairs last a lifetime, others never end.
Jocelyn Miller is a fugitive. She’s, blind, homeless and was doomed to spiritual incarceration from the moment she drew her first breath. On the run since her eighteenth birthday, she’s somehow managed to stay one step ahead of the reapers. If she’s caught, she knows she’ll lose her soul, but what she doesn’t expect—is to lose her heart.
Innocent people don’t have warrants.
Or do they? Gabriel Solaris is an enforcer, a genetically enhanced psychic often referred to as a reaper for his ability to take souls, and he’s charged with collecting Jocelyn’s. When he finds Jocelyn outside the store, he’s sure she’s up to something illegal. Proving it isn’t necessary, he already has a warrant. But the closer Gabriel gets to Jocelyn, the more he begins to question his duty. Her claims of innocence have a ring of truth he can’t deny.
I loved you once.
Gabriel loses control and kisses her. Instead of taking her soul, he gives her a week to prove her innocence for past-life crimes. Now it isn’t only Jocelyn’s soul at stake. If she can’t prove her innocence, Gabriel will go down with her.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Take it to the Stars supports the Science Fiction Romance Holiday Blitz!
The holiday season upon us, and that means 2010 is simmering just below the horizon. Start your New Year off right with a chance to score a FREE read in one of the hottest up and coming genres around—Science Fiction Romance!
Here’s the scoop: 12 bloggers have teamed up with 17 authors for your chance to win over 30 SFR books. Whether you’re new to the genre, or a fan looking to add to her collection, this event is for you.
Best of all, it’s dead simple to enter: There are no quizzes to answer, no hoops to jump.
For your chance to win a print copy of Prism Award winner DARK NEST by Leanna Renee Hieber, all you have to do is leave a comment for this post. Print book prizes are limited to U.S. residents. The deadline to enter is midnight on Friday, December 11, 2009. The winner will be announced on Saturday, December 12, 2009.
But don’t stop here! Increase your chances of winning even more books by visiting all of the participating blogs.
It’s easy: Just click on one of the links to the participating bloggers below. Make sure to leave a comment on the post titled “SFR Holiday Blitz.” From there, you can then jump to the next blog. There’s a wide variety of books to win so why miss out?
Alien Romances
Dirty Sexy Books
Ella Drake
Enduring Romance
Flying Whale Productions
Lisa Paitz Spindler
Love Romance Passion
SciFiGuy
Spacefreighters Lounge
Take It To The Stars
The Galaxy Express
Queen of the Frozen North
Please drop by and check out our participating authors sites:
Ann Aguirre
Katherine Allred
Margaret L. Carter
Rowena Cherry
Ella Drake
Jess Granger
Susan Grant
Nathalie Gray
Leanna Renee Hieber
Claire Delacroix
Barbara Elsborg
Susan Kearney
Jacqueline Lichtenberg
Karin Shah
Linnea Sinclair
Susan Sizemore
Ann Somerville
Have fun and may the force, uh, may you be lucky--no? *scratches head*
Good luck, Skiffy Romers!
Dawn
Count Down has Commenced.
In honor of the Holiday Science Fiction Romance Blitz, due to launch at eleven-hundred hours EST, I'm going to give the floor to the readers first. There will be a battalion of science fiction romance writers moving around the blitz blogs, some you might recognize, others may be new to you. Here's your chance Skiffy Rommers, to tell us what you want to see more of.
And don't forget to come back for launch and your chance to win a print copy of Dark Nest by Leanna Renee Hieber. (Print books are limited to U.S. residents only.)
Have you ever wanted to tell your favorite sci fi romance writer's what you'd like to see more of in their books?
Now's your chance.
Do you want more action and battle scenes with beefcake? Do you like your heroines to kick ass or do you want them to be a little more conventional? Star-ship, star-base or planet based stories? What kind of science do you want to see? What hooks you? What makes you search relentlessly for an author's next book or pre-order months in advance?
You've got our ear. Tell us? What do you want more of. Less of?
And don't forget to come back for launch and your chance to win a print copy of Dark Nest by Leanna Renee Hieber. (Print books are limited to U.S. residents only.)
Have you ever wanted to tell your favorite sci fi romance writer's what you'd like to see more of in their books?
Now's your chance.
Do you want more action and battle scenes with beefcake? Do you like your heroines to kick ass or do you want them to be a little more conventional? Star-ship, star-base or planet based stories? What kind of science do you want to see? What hooks you? What makes you search relentlessly for an author's next book or pre-order months in advance?
You've got our ear. Tell us? What do you want more of. Less of?
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Two Days = Four Five Star Reviews!
Barbara's STRANGERS had been released for all of two days when the 5 STAR reviews started pouring in on the Ellora's Cave website. You can read them here: Reviews of STRANGERS
Congratulations, Barbara. Your fans are affirming what we already know (and have been shouting from the rooftops!) :)
Congratulations, Barbara. Your fans are affirming what we already know (and have been shouting from the rooftops!) :)
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Finally! It's Here!
Hands down the best contemporary romance/erotica I've ever read. Kate Snow and Charlie Storm will make you laugh, cry, wonder, grieve and shout for joy. This is a story you'll never forget.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
DOING THE RIGHT THING Reviewed
A great review of Barbara's DOING THE RIGHT THING (original version) is up on Romance Reviews today. Check it out here.
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