Montana Spring- COVER REVEAL!

Only at LIZA’S!

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The Walking Dead-Who Walks Away & who Bites it?

Any Walking Dead fans out there? Ready for tonight? Damn, you know it’s going to be a nail biting event.

My prediction?

Lots and lots of dinner time, marrow sucking action.

However, I do see a “Claimed” event going on. Ya know that group Daryl has sadly found himself with? Where you have to yell “Claimed” in order to keep something yours?

They’re going to run into Beth and Daryl will finally state “Claimed.”

Safe: Michonne and Daryl.

HINT: They (producers) have stated that Rick will be pushed to the very brink. We need to prepare for either the loss of Carl or baby Judith. (Ima a flip shit-just staying)

Not Safe: Everyone else. I don’t even think Rick or Carol are safe and feel either Mags or Glen are certainly on the menu featuring a generous helping of tartare.

Blood Pudding anyone?

 

If (big IF) they discover what a hell hole Terawhatthefuckisthisplace is, it won’t be until they’re in the bowels of the place. Unfamiliar territory in a cannibalistic old plant create of maze of new death traps for the group as they scramble back to the bar-b-cue outside.

Leg of lamb…er, people?

Or if trapped, you still have Michonne and Daryl on the outside. So long as those two are still kicking, the world has hope.

Bottom line, the dynamics of the group are about to change. Drastically. Rick and Carol might not be the two heads, I see a new world of Michonne and Daryl with a new spunky side-order of Beth.

So tell me. What’s your prediction to tonight’s finale?

I’ll be back tonight with a recap and to offer a place of solace. I think we’re all going to need it.

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Kim & Kayne & Vogue AND Duke does Porn

Kim & Kayne & Vogue AND Duke does Porn

Late Night Saturday Random Thoughts

So in my should be asleep but am up surfing headlines sleepy but goofy stage, some randomness. (Go figure-read at own risk)

1) Duke Does Porn.

Okay, so if you haven’t caught he headlines for this yet, long story short. Smart college girls decides to become porn star.

Yeah, yeah, we all can think of better or to be fair, at least safer venues for her to take on her path to stardom. Fact: She’s over 18. (aintcha business) Fact: She’s an adult. Fact: There are plenty of people choosing this “career” so for some, it flips their switch and pays their electricity bill.

Get over it.

What’s scary and sad is NOT that some pretty college girl decided to do porn.

It’s the people who are jumping in her business, posting minor siblings high school locations, and other personal information and threatening rape and death, that’s disgusting.

Um, exactly WHO is the creeper here? Here or stalkers threatening death?

2) Kim and Kayne.

Now many of you will know I am not a Kardashian fan. No real reason, just am not. I don’t know, don’t hate and don’t care. I did read though the article on the Vogue blow up.

Again, WTF people?

Kim had a dream. She made it happen. Don’t hate. Get off your ass and chase your own dream.

Dinner tomorrow? Homemade Enchiladas, burritos, refried beans and corn. Dessert: Carrot Cake.

What? I said late night random.

 

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Happy St. Patricks Day!

Now Available Shara Azod, LLC, Amazon and a host of other fine ebook retailers.

His Lady Leprechaun.

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Collin Mathews lived a simple life in a simple town. Work, beer and getting laid.

Yeah, life was good. Until he overheard, “Hide and seek, hide and seek, find the rainbow and earn your treat.”

Ever since he’d heard those words and found the exotic naked beauty singing them, his world had been anything but normal. Uncovering the fact his mysterious woman might be a leprechaun shook his entire being.

Maybe this strange turn in his life isn’t about pots of gold at the end of rainbows but treasures far more exquisite…

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Baton Blog Hop

Baton Blog Hop

When Debra Kayn told me about the Baton Blog Hop, it sounded fun. I did rather bomb out at getting other authors to join me…but, did SNAG Author REN THOMPSON! Her post will go up MONDAY the 17th! Be sure and check hers out then, here:   http://renthewriter.blogspot.ca/

You can follow along and read more great interviews/excerpts by following the hop from the other authors who did this. (Check out Debra’s page for their info and links http://www.debrakayn.com/2014/03/baton-blog-hop.html )

Also, be sure and check out author Becky Flade. https://plus.google.com/112320469720308845292/posts

1) What am I working on? A new/old series. Huh? Yeah. Pretty much what I thought. I plotted a series a very long time ago I’ve decided to revisit. And uh, glad I did. This has many of the para’s featured and a potentially new species as well. *cue Twilight Zone music* – Wink.

2) How does my work differ from others of its genre?  Well, there are a few, er, hum. How to put this. In “It Came Upon a Midnight Dream” Dax, a white tiger shifter, falls deep in tune with his feline counterpart. How so? He marks her. How is that different?

It wasn’t a bite and she wasn’t pleased by the action in the slightest.

In One Way Ticket to Love, Gemma has a quite normal bodily episode. Sadly, though not something she could have helped, she debates whether her ass will fit out the narrow mirror in the bathroom. Air goes in and air sometimes…goes out.

3)  Why do I write what I do?  The voices in my head would have me doing strange things.

4)  How does your writing process work?  For the most, I sit…I write. I use both beta’s, autocrit and when time, post to a wonderful crit group I’m involved with.

5) SNIPPET from WIP

“Unlike Hollywood’s version of witches with crystal balls, her gift boiled down to picking up the aura surrounding people. The closer in proximity, the clearer their intent. For the most part, bounces hit strong enough she sensed whether good or bad, honest or dishonest. White for peace, red for love and so forth. Right now her inner radar must be on the fritz because she didn’t detect a damn thing.

The movements ahead stopped, and Tab slowed her pace. She raised the gun and used the scope thingy to search for anything limping or injured. Befuddled, as the noises seemed to come right in front of her. With the sun now set, she debated her decision of coming out to investigate. Alone. In the woods.

Okay, so not one of the best ideas. She should have called the cops and waited her happy ass inside. Tab got about two hasty steps backwards before a weight crashed down on her from behind. Hard enough to knock the wind out of her and cause a momentary panic of not being able to breathe. Its suddenness, dislodged the gun from her hand, but not before a loud shot rang out.

To her shock, she found herself pinned under an enormous man, quite unconscious, sexy and butt ass naked man.

She struggled to roll him off, but geez he weighed a ton. Her naked woodsman moaned a bit but never became coherent. Tab scoonched out from under him ignoring the hard muscle mass her hands pushed against and brushed the earthen debris off. Upon inspection she realized, mud didn’t cloak her naked woodsman, blood did. Further scrutiny revealed a nasty laceration which ran clear from his bulky muscled inner thigh to the curve around his-well, ass a quarter would bounce twice off of.

So shoot her. It wasn’t her fault the dude lay naked or anything. She did need to do the charitable thing and inspect him for any further injuries.

“Right? Who the hell am I arguing with anyhow? I’m in the middle of the freaking woods for criminies sake. Not like anyone’s around to catch me staring and know why?”

Tab shook her head.

“Peachy. Now I’m talking to myself.” she mumbled.

Still for good measure and out of habit, she glanced about to make sure no one lingered nearby. Yup, all alone, just herself and the naked woodsmen!” —©Bobbi Romans-2014

Debra Kayn-  http://www.debrakayn.com/

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Murphy’s Law – By Jennifer Lowrey

 

Murphy’s Law/Contemporary Romantic Suspense

  

                           He lost his family. She gave them back to him.

Blurb:

Home is the last place Jon Murphy can go. After being held captive in Azbakastan, he returns to the States only to find he can’t face his mom and sisters with what he did while he was a prisoner, so he retreats to the mountains.

Widow Sara Sheldon has made a lifetime of mistakes and is now running scared from her husband’s powerful family, who are determined to take her daughter away from her. When her little girl goes missing in the Rockies, Sara enlists the only help she can find: a gruff recluse with tracking skills to admire and a body to covet.

A storm strands Sara and her daughter at Murphy’s cabin, leaving her no choice but to hope her in-laws don’t catch up while she plans where to run next. Murphy resents the invasion of his privacy, but can’t seem to keep his mind–or his hands–off Sara. How can she stand to look at him, with all his scars? He’s not nearly as honorable as she might think…only enough to make sure she’s safe, and then he’ll go back to being alone, the way he should be.

CONTENT WARNING: Sexual content                         

Murphy’s Law: Previously published by Lyrical Press in 2013

**Murphy’s Law was a 2006 Golden Heart Finalist**

 

Excerpt:

Copyright © 2014, Jennifer Lowery

Murphy sat at the kitchen table, half in the shadows created by the soft light glowing above the stove, hair tousled from sleep. Naked to the waist. A bottle of amber liquid sat in front of him, an empty glass in his hand. Her gaze landed on his muscled shoulders and trailed across his tanned chest. So much for getting him out of her mind. Now she had the real thing to dream about. Looking at the dark hairs that veed down his chest and disappeared behind the table, she decided he’d been right. He was a dangerous man.

She tore her gaze away from temptation and looked at the granite lines of his face. Beneath the hardness of his expression, something haunting lingered. Drawn, she circled the table to the opposite end.

Murphy met her eyes with coldness that should have sent her running for the safety of her room, but she remained standing in place. He wanted to chase her away. This time she wasn’t running.

“Mind if I join you?” She grabbed a glass and from the cupboard and reached over his shoulder for the bottle.

His hand snaked out and wrapped around hers, preventing her from pouring a drink.

“I mind,” he growled.

“Well, get over it. I need a drink.”

Scowling, he let go of her hand and allowed her to pour a glass for herself. She refilled his glass next, set the bottle on the table, moved to the chair beside him and sat, lifting her glass.

“Cheers.” She brought the glass to her lips. His gaze as she drained the glass made her fight the urge to cough as the fiery liquid burned its way down her throat. Seconds later she felt the familiar warming sensation as it numbed her insides. Her eyes filled with tears. She blinked them away and reached for the bottle.

Murphy held it away from her. “What are you doing?”

“Having a drink. I’m not in the mood for warm milk tonight.”

His eyes darkened and narrowed. “You don’t strike me as the drinking type.”

She wasn’t, but tonight it sounded good. Maybe it would soothe away her problems and make her forget how screwed-up her life was. Talking about Kent earlier had brought back painful memories. She didn’t want to feel that misery anymore.

“Maybe you don’t know my type,” she said.

He studied her closely for a moment before rubbing a hand over his face. “Go back to bed, Sara. Sleep it off.”

“I don’t want to sleep it off. I’m tired of thinking about it.”

Maybe it was the whisky, or his naked chest, or the part of her that had been dormant for six years coming back to life. More than anything she wanted to discover it with Murphy, her strong, scarred hero.

She rose to her feet. He watched warily as she stepped in front of him and positioned herself between him and the table. He leaned back in his chair and sent her a thunderous look.

“You and I are alike in many ways, Murphy,” she said softly. “We’ve both lost pieces of ourselves we can’t ever get back and it has forced us into a life of loneliness and solitude. I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of being alone.”

He pinned her with a hard glare. “I’m not what you want. Go back to your room before I do something we’ll both regret in the morning.”

His harshly spoken words sent little electrical shocks through her body.

“I’m tired of people telling me what I want.”

 

This is what people are saying about Murphy’s Law:

I highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys Cindy Gerard, Tara Janzen, or Cherry Adair series. Each of these writers have the same flavor with a secret ingredient in their stories as does Jennifer Lowery. Great story!
- hmhibbit, Open Book Society on Murphy’s Law

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Author Bio:

Jennifer Lowery grew up reading romance novels in the back of her math book and on the bus to school, and never wanted to be anything but a writer.  Her summers were spent sitting at the kitchen table with her sisters spinning tales of romance and intrigue and always with a tall glass of ice tea at their side. 

Today, Jennifer is living that dream and she couldn’t be happier to share her passion with her readers.  She loves everything there is about romance.  Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong, independent heroines.  She believes that happily ever after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her characters find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are forced to look deep within themselves to discover love.  

 Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and two children.  When she isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family. 

 

Find Jennifer:

Author Website   Facebook   Twitter   Romance Recipes

 

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Re-Released for the low price of $3.99!!!

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FREE this WEEKEND!!

* Table for Three-Hold the Blood *

Currently ranked #12 at Amazon under Erotic/Horror!!

Go get your fun thrills and chills on for FREE!

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Happy Weekend and PLEASE help me spread the word.

Bobbi

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