September 27, 2013

Friday Flames is Through the Wall

Romantic comedy author
Melodie Campbell 
joins us today!

Melodie will start us off with a steamy selection from her book (which I rated FIVE stars)



He grabbed my arm and swung me around. Then his arms were around me, his mouth on mine and there was madness. I clung to him like a drowning swimmer fighting to stay above water. His fingers twisted in my hair, pulling me closer. I fell into him, his coal black eyes, his strong embrace, the fire in his body, in his kiss.

He laughed when we broke apart. "It's as I thought."

He put his mouth to the place where my neck meets my shoulder. And then―dear God―he bit down hard. I cried out in shock. His hands ripped my dress from the neckline, yanking it down my arms, frantic to get it off my hips.

My breath came in gasps. "Wait, I―"

We were on the bare ground. His mouth found my breast, taking as much of it as he could. His right hand cupped the other one, kneading it, rolling the nipple between his thumb and finger. Then he latched onto that and I roiled beneath him, moaning, my legs already apart.

His mouth was on mine again, demanding more, and I felt him moving against me. Heat surged over me, through me. He raised his face, looked into my eyes and then arched over me. He took me swiftly, his control slipping, changing to frenzy.

This was no dream, but something more sinister, wild and frightening. I fell into a world of ghostly images, envisioning the pounding of waves and the roaring of men in battle. A broadsword appeared in my hand.

Then I heard the growling, savage need of the man inside me.

I cried out.

He yelled a triumphant, haunting roar and then the ground melted away from me and the only thing keeping me from sinking down into the bowels of the earth were his arms around me.


Note from the Author: 

The Land’s End series starting with ROWENA THROUGH THE WALL is meant to be fun, comedic fantasy, and indeed, has been called “Hot and hilarious!” plus “The Princess Bride with Sex” by reviewers.  But in this excerpt, I set out to present the other side to the story…the overwhelming passion that Rowena experiences in this medieval world through the wall.

Note from Sheri:  I'm telling you - grab this book!! I couldn't put it down and laughed from start to finish. 

NOW ON SALE!  For the next three days, ROWENA THROUGH THE WALL is on sale for 99 cents!  (regularly 3.99)

“Is that a broadsword on your belt, or are you just glad to see me?”

When Rowena falls through her classroom wall into a medieval world, she doesn’t count on being kidnapped – not once, but twice, dammit. Unwanted husbands keep piling up; not only that, she has eighteen-year-old Kendra to look out for, and a war to prevent.  Good thing she can go back through the wall when she needs to…or can she?

“Hot and Hilarious!”  Midwest Book Review

“Jack Sparrow meets Stephanie Plum”  Former editor, Distant Suns Fantasy Magazine
Warning:  This book is not a sweet romance.  It is a sexy, funny, rollicking adventure that some may find outrageous! Continues in Book 2.


Rowena Through the Wall (Imajin Books) is available at:,,,, Smashwords, and Barnes&Noble.

Follow Melodie’s comic blog at

Melodie Campbell got her start as a comedy writer, so it’s no surprise that editors have called her work ‘wacky’ and ‘laugh out loud funny’.  She has over 200 publications, including 100 comedy credits, 40 short stories and 5 novels.  She has received six awards for fiction, and is the Executive Director of Crime Writers of Canada.


If you have a steamy scene you’d like to share, please do so in the comments section! Don’t forget your buy links.

Thank you for heating yourself up at….


September 25, 2013

September 23, 2013

Six-Pack Stud-A-Thon Blog Hop and Giveaway!

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September 20, 2013

Friday Flames is burning HOT!

Five things I love about Friday Flames:

   I’m introduced to awesome authors I may not otherwise meet.

         *    My Friday starts off sizzling!

      *    Reading the hot work of others is better than Starbucks.

          *   I get to decorate my page with pics of lickable men!

       *   Helping others gives me a sense of joy.

 Here’s a steamy scene from Remedy Maker, the first book in my Centaur Series.

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Taking possession of Rhycious’ mouth, Patience had just found his tongue when she abruptly arched her neck and broke away to gasp. His cock rode her, building the pressure below.

“Touch me more,” she said. “I love the way your hands feel on my skin.”

Insistent lips burned a path to her ear. A wet swirl traced the curved shape. Rhy nipped her neck, and then licked the sting, all while pushing against her, simulating the love act, his hard breath came fast, matching hers in tempo. 

Patience spread her thighs wide and raised them higher on his waist, tilting her hips to receive maximum stimulation. Behind the zipper of his jeans, his erection hit her clit…and she cried out.

In the comments below, please share your sexy scene and let’s steam up the screens!

Thank you for coming by Friday Flames!

September 17, 2013

Sunset on Summer Fun Blog Hop!

Welcome to the Sunset on Summer Fun hop!

Grand Prize 
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Sheri's Prize
eBook copy of Portals of Oz


Abelia rocked her hips forward. She rode his hand with instinct, and a passion so pure that it dragged Jack down into her uninhibited intensity. He grasped hold and tugged the top of her sundress down farther and used a ferocious suction on her nipple that caused her to cry out. His thumb pressed and flicked while his finger slid rhythmically deeper. Jack's hard won self-control all but disintegrated as he slipped a second finger into her amazingly snug channel.

Her body jolted with a burst as is she’d become overwhelmed with sensation, and he reveled in her responsiveness. Her hands gripped his wrist, desperately holding him to her, and she again cried out from his teasing fingers.

The wood floor lay unforgiving beneath his knees, yet he hardly felt its bite as he slid lower over Abelia’s body. When his eyes were even with her glistening sex, Jack removed his hand and in a quick movement, replaced it with his mouth. He sealed his lips to the lips of her sex, and sweet nectar tantalized his tongue. Craving more, he licked and sucked, stroking her receptive body closer to climax.

"Should I make you come, sweetheart?" His voice echoed in the empty room as a thought occurred to him. "Can I make you come? Are you different from humans that way?"

"Please, Jack." She gasped, her green eyes glittering like emeralds, filled with need as impatient as his own.

He doubted she was conscious of anything but what her sleek body cried out for, but her eyes were focused on him. He knew she saw him, saw the need within him.

"Please…" she repeated on a moan.

If he didn't get in her soon, he'd crawl out of his bloody skin. His cock was full, throbbing, ready to explode. Jack leaned up and sat back on his heels, easing the zipper down past the lump. 

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September 13, 2013

It's a Flaming Friday the 13th!

Welcome to the Friday the 13th edition of 
Friday Flames!

For some, this is a day of bad luck. But what's bad luck for one, is good luck to another!

Here's a scene from Troll-y Yours with Ella the Troll experiencing some bad luck and Kempor Aleksander, Head Centaur Guard, raking in the good luck.

       Al tossed the apple into a corner wastebasket with a thud and took the shirt from her. He held it to his muscular chest. In bright blue lettering it read, Hoof Arted?

       Ella burst out laughing, relief swamping her in waves. “Why didn’t you give it to him?”

       Al lowered the shirt and lined up the shoulder corners precisely in a fold, his smile fading fast. “He was arrested last fall, during a raid on a rebel nest.”

       “I’m sorry.” Talk about taking the mythic wind out of a person.

       “Yeah, me too.” Al handed the t-shirt back.

       When Ella reached for it—her damn towel dropped to the floor.       

        Kempor Aleksander thought he’d seen all the sexiest females within a hundred mile radius. Voted Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda fifteen years in a row by Mythic Magazine, the woods crawled with hungry babes. Nothing in his vast experience prepared him for the sight that literally blossomed in front of him.
        Lush creamy breasts with raspberry nipples his lips quivered to taste. When she turned away, the round curves of her smooth backside presented themselves. Such a delightfully naughty expanse of flesh, it called him to take strokes with strong passes of his hand.
        Kolasi! Dammit, he was in his true form. Oh Pan, why do you taunt me so?

        Ella squealed and turned a bright shade of pink. She made a grab for her fallen towel.

        Alek didn’t even think, he reached out and grasped her by the arm. He splayed his front hooves and drew her wriggling body closer.

        “Al, stop it. I’m naked.”

        “Yes, Kalos. You are.”

Woo-Wee! Alek really has his hands full now.

Please share your STEAMY scene and make the readers drip with sweat. Don't forget your buy link if you have one.

Thank you for visiting Friday Flames!

September 11, 2013

BTS Magazine is looking for YOU!



BTS Magazine is looking for current and future male models to feature in their monthly issues. (stipulation: you must have appeared on at least one book cover)

If you have what it takes . . . if you have the desire . . .
contact Nikki McCarver


September 9, 2013

Alpha Male Diner: Centaur Shifter Giveaway

I Smell Sheep

Stop by the Alpha Male Diner to taste a portion of Troll-y Yours. Leave your comment for a chance to win an ebook copy of Portals of Oz!

See you there!!

September 7, 2013

InD'Tale Magazine with pictures from the RONE Awards

If you haven't virtually thumbed through a copy of InD'Tale Magazine lately, then you'll miss their excellent coverage of the Romance Novel Convention and the RONE Awards.

See if you can find me in the pictures during the RONE Awards! I dare ya!

InD'Tale Magazine can be found here:

September 6, 2013

Yee-Haw! It's time for Friday Flames!

I couldn't be happier to welcome my critique buddy and good friend

D'Ann Lindun

We're going to burn it up with a hot excerpt from D'Ann's latest release:

He kissed her.

This time it wasn’t slow and easy. His tongue ravaged hers. Tasting, teasing. Pulling away, rushing back. Like a starving man, he devoured her mouth. And she kissed him back just as eagerly. She couldn’t get enough of him. She cupped his face with her hands, the slight stubble on his jaw grazing her palms.

He tugged at the edge of her sweater and she reached between them to undo the clasp on her belt. It fell away and his hand spanned her ribcage, the heat from his hand searing her skin. His fingers brushed the underside of her breast and she moaned.

She pushed him back until he lay stretched out on the sofa with one foot braced on the floor. Crawling up on him, she nestled between his legs, his erection obvious against her stomach. She wiggled and he groaned into her mouth. Pleased, she did it again.

“Lady, stop,” he begged hoarsely.

Instead, she kissed him once more.

His hands slid under her sweater, running them up her back. His palms were rough from work and their raspy texture against her bare skin created a wave of pleasure through her. The clasp of her bra gave way easily, freeing her breasts. Her nipples hardened more than she thought possible. “Make love to me.”

She reached for the hem of her sweater and froze in surprise when he placed his hand over hers. “Are you sure, Cat?”

All the reasons they shouldn’t be together raced through her mind. She looked into his deep green eyes and they vanished. “I’m sure.”

He took her breast in his hand, large fingers fanning over it. Capturing her nipple between his long fingers, he pinched until it stood erect. Even the lace of her bra against the tip almost too much to bear when he released her to shove her sweater up around her neck. She helped, sitting up to give him room to get it over her head. Her bra fell away, unnoticed.

Topless, she knelt above him and observed as he undid the zipper on her jeans. Through half-closed eyes, she watched him slide the denim past her hips. His big hands on her bare skin sent a shudder through her.

“You’ve got to stand,” he said in an unsteady voice.

Using his chest for balance, she stood and let her jeans fall to her feet. Carefully, she stepped out of them. Illuminated only by the firelight behind her, Cat stood completely nude in front of him. She fought the urge to cross her arms over her stomach, to hide the stretch marks a long ago pregnancy had put there. Instead she lifted her chin, dangled her hands at her sides and stood proudly before him as his eyes roved over her. Only a hungry passion burned in their depths. No disgust. No revulsion.

He rose off the couch and shrugged out of his shirt and boots. When he reached for the zipper on his jeans she placed her hands over his. “Let me.”

His hands fell away. And it was his turn to watch as she freed him.

He lifted his hips and helped her slide his jeans down his long legs and over his feet. She eyed his erection and licked her dry lips. They fit, she knew that, but right now she didn’t remember how she’d accommodated his size.

“Come here,” he urged.

When she hesitated for another moment, he placed a hand on her hip and pulled her forward. To keep from falling on top of him, she stretched out beside him. He covered them with a red and black plaid blanket from the back of the couch. With a quick flip, he moved over her.

She looked into his eyes. “Tanner?”


“I still don’t have a condom.” She thought bitterly of the box she’d purchased earlier, still stowed in the grocery bag.

He kissed her, then said into her ear. “I do.”


Falling in love with romance novels the summer before sixth grade, D’Ann Lindun never thought about writing one until many years later when she took a how-to class at her local college. She was hooked! She began writing and never looked back. Romance appeals to her because there's just something so satisfying about writing a book guaranteed to have a happy ending. D’Ann’s particular favorites usually feature cowboys and the women who love them. This is probably because she draws inspiration from the area where she lives, Western Colorado, her husband of twenty-nine years and their daughter. Composites of their small farm, herd of horses, five Australian shepherds, a Queensland heeler, two ducks and cats of every shape and color often show up in her stories!

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September 4, 2013

Happily Ever After at USA Today

Who's smiling today?

I am!

Joyce Lamb titled today’s Happily Ever After column after my fantasy romance book, Troll-y Yours!!