Black Friday Blog Hop!

Welcome to the blog hop!!  Here's the fabulous prizes, including mine:

EACH blogger will have a giveaway. Yessiree! There are over 200 giveaways to be had, hosted by that Author or Blogger.
But that's not all....

There are THREE grand prizes. You can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times!

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet

2nd Grand Prize: A $75 Amazon or B&N Gift Card

3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!

A $20 Amazon gift card AND a swag pack of goodies from me.

Nothing sends shivers down Sheri Fredrick’s spine faster than the words “Black Friday”.

(c) flickr sdis

In the city, where department stores and mega crowds abound, people line up for hours – if not days!- to be the first ones through the door.

(c) flickr Michael Holden

Not for this laid-back country girl. First off, we don’t have those kinds of stores in my dinky town on the central coast of California where I live. Oh, the local mom and pop retails try to capitalize on their version of Black Friday, but it isn’t the same.

Take your pick. We’ve got the restaurant on your left…or the feed store on your right. 

No, I don’t think I’ll hit Black Friday this year, or any year. Maybe I’ll take up a good book and read my day away.

(c) flickr Guy Jaques

What do YOU do on Black Friday?

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Man by day, Centaur by night, Rhycious is a remedy maker who needs his own healing.

He's the royal physician, famous for his cures. War and posttraumatic stress disorder has broken his spirit, preventing him from finding true happiness. Then a direct order from the queen to investigate an uprising forces him out of his secluded cabin at the edge of the forest.

Patience is an optimistic, good-natured Wood Nymph who works as a mediator to ensure harmony within the Nymph sector.

Environmental pollution in the aquifer stream that feeds the taproot tree of her heart is slowly killing her. Resigned to the fact she will not live long, she sets out to discover the mysterious disappearance of her sister. Experience has taught her to deny herself the love of a male, but the gruff Centaur is different. He doesn't push his expectations on her, only his healing nature.

When Rhycious loses his grip on reality, he believes his inability to control his disorder will drive Patience away. Nevertheless, desire flares, and Patience draws him close. Kidnapping and betrayal turn their mythic joint venture into a deadly bout.

Will their love endure when survival hinges on trusting each other?

For a chance to win my $20 Amazon gift card and a swag pack prize, please leave your email address below.

To find other authors and bloggers in this hop, please click HERE.

Friday Flames - Turn Up the Heat

It's been a while since I last posted an edition of Friday Flames. And I miss the steamy fun.

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I've been pushing myself to finish Aleksander's story, titled Troll-y Yours, the next book in my Centaur Series. This is the novel following Remedy Maker, which is Rhycious's story.

For those of you who have been asking, here's a little taste of what's to come:

Troll-y Yours

(unedited)

 

Just a little taste . . . a little touch. What could it hurt?

 

Trained to keep his opponents off balance, Aleksander employed military strategy in overcoming Ella’s final resistance to his charms. While his tongue plunged in and out of her mouth, his fingers played with the points of her nipple—and his other hand stole south to comb through her soft patch of fuzz and dip into the hot wetness he found.

 

Ella gasped at the invasion of his hand. He quickly caught the sound in his mouth. Her hips bucked outward, but he snaked his arm tight as a vice around her waist, holding her in place.

 

Prized warm syrup coated his fingers and she whimpered, her shapely hips undulating against his hand. He matched the rhythm to his thrusting tongue.

 

“Relax, angel.”

 

“It’s too much,” she said.

 

“I’ve got you.”

 

“And it’s not enough.” Her eyes closed, head thrown back, mouth slackened with lust.

 

Holy horns of Pan. The little Troll was one hot number.

 

 

 

I hope you enjoyed this little taste of Troll-y Yours. Leave your HOT scene below, along with a buy link if you have one.

 

Looking forward to some tantalizing Friday Flames reading!