July 8, 2014

No. 1 Time Travel Bestseller in Canada!

I have a very special guest today (SQUEE!). 

She's a multi-published (200+ to date) author, a collegiate-level creative writing instructor, and currently has three time-travel books on the bestseller's list on Amazon. (SQUEE!!)

Please give a flaming welcome to Melodie Campbell.


By Melodie Campbell

It happened when I was writing the third of the Land’s End trilogy, the one that starts with Rowena Through the Wall.  “Bawdy, Lusty and Fun! Total escape” said one reviewer.

So here I was, thinking this may be the last of the adventures for Rowena.  (Maybe.  We’ll see what readers say.)  Love that girl, Rowena.  Want her to have the time of her life.

And so I started thinkingwhat would be my final fantasy?  If I could choose any ripping, rollicking, fantasy, what would I want it to be?

And more important, who would be the man to share it with?

Keep in mind that I’m a pretty physical girl, myself.  Yes, I love books, but that is for the adventures they give me.  For me, adventure is not shopping in New York on a Saturday.  Nope – I’m more primitive than that.  I love fast cars and horses at a gallop, and travel to distant climes.

Thane, the lover from the first book, is an intellectual hunk.  At first I thought he was the ideal man.  But then when I wrote the second book, Rowena and the Dark Lord, it came to me clearly that Thane was too logical.  He wouldn’t fight if he knew he would lose.

Note to self:  Passion is not about logic.  In my fantasies, I want a man who will put passion before reason.

So this isn’t real life we’re talking about here.  Nope, if I am being honest, in my fantasy, it comes down to biology. 

I want the leader.  The man who stands tall and is respected by all other men. I want the man who will not back down when challenged, and will risk all for me.
I want a Viking Warlord.


I awoke to a strange scratching noise.

Dawn light was streaming through the window. I was lying on my back on the bed. A fur throw covered me from mid-hip down.

Lars was sitting, still naked, on the wooden chair with his feet resting on the bed. He had something in his hand.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He looked up. "I am drawing you." He returned to his task.

Lars, the great Viking warrior, was an artist? It was the last thing I could have imagined.

"I want to savor this moment. Who knows what war will bring and whether I will even survive it," he said.

"Don't speak like that. I can't bear it."

His eyes whipped up. "You have a big heart, Rowena. By rights you should hate me for what I have done this night."

"I don't hate you. I understand you have done this to protect me."

He snorted. "That shows you know nothing of men."

I was bewildered. What did he mean?

"You said that thisnight in your bed would mean that I am claimed."

"Indeed it does." His hand worked furiously with the charcoal. "Which is what I want. What I want, Rowena, mark those words. I wanted you. I have for weeks. Do not make me out to be heroic."

ROWENA AND THE VIKING WARLORD  - currently the No. 1 Time Travel bestseller in Canada!

Billed as Canada’s “Queen of Comedy" by the Toronto Sun (Jan. 5, 2014), Melodie Campbell achieved a personal best when Library Digest compared her to Janet Evanovich.  Winner of nine awards, including the 2014 Derringer (US) and the 2014 Arthur Ellis (Canada) for The Goddaughter’s Revenge (Orca Books), Melodie has over 200 publications, including 100 comedy credits, 40 short stories, and seven novels.

July 7, 2014

Romantic stories to inspire your inner goddess!


Featuring many of the same authors who brought you STRANDED WITH A BILLIONAIRE, HOT SOLDIER and WICKED FAIRYTALES this is one 
BOXED SET you won’t want to miss! Especially for ONLY .99! (Buy link at bottom)

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by Seraphina Donavan

Scorned, desperate and broke, Penny has no idea that her housekeeping job at a luxurious Vegas hotel has placed her in the paths of meddling gods and goddesses. She also has no idea that in an effort to make her happy and give her the love she deserves in the form of Marik, a cursed demigod, Aphrodite might very well have released Armageddon. But every couple has their issues, right?


by Shyla Colt

Julian Sorrow has lived a life that would break most people, but his music has helped him survive. Colette, his muse, has watched helplessly in love with him and unable to ease his suffering. Striking a deal with Aphrodite, Colette has one year on earth to win him. When put to the test, will Julian choose the woman who loves him or the music that saved him?


For every gift there is a price, even for the gods. Medusa and Poseidon have nurtured their secret love for one another for years, until one fateful day, they succumb. But for that moment of bliss, the price is steep indeed. Can Poseidon save the woman he loves from a curse that will mean death 
to them both?

by Siobhan MacKenzie

On a mission from Odin, Loki has journeyed to Midgard to visit a seerees about a prophecy. But the trickster finds himself to be the tricked when the short, squat woman he expected turns out to be a beautiful Jotun woman with a dark past. As passionate as she is prickly, Loki must submit to her to have her And Loki submits to no one...or does he? 

by Kate Baum

After losing eighty pounds, it isn’t just Lauren’s body that has changed. Her dreams have become increasingly sensual and erotic, a gift from the Maiden of the Mist, according to the women of her tribe. Then she meets time face to face and has to ask herself, is it real or is it all just a dream?

by Leanore Elliott

Bored and miserable, Delaney escapes her life at the Date Palms Inn at Indian Wells, reinventing herself as the mysterious and enigmatic Gigi. Little does she know that she isn’t the only celestial being at Date Palms. What’s up with the hunky Val and his sister Jade who are running the Inn? And why does her life as Gigi suddenly feel more like reality while Delaney is fast becoming a distant memory?

by Leigh Savage

Writing everyone else’s destiny, but never living her own, Moerae decides to take matters into her own hands. Alexander, a demigod living obliviously on Earth, has always had women falling at his feet but he’s never loved any of them. He’s also the perfect instrument for Moerae’s rebellion. What she intended to be no more than a little fun, soon turns into much more for both of them. Could it be they were destined for one another?

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July 4, 2014

Cowboys are heating up the summer!

One lady I met when I first started to write is now a multi-published author with a cowgirl attitude. (Can I get a YEE-HAW??) 

Not only does she write of the authentic cowboy and his fading way of life, she also lives the dream!

Please help me welcome D'Ann Lindun and her latest western romance to
The Flames.

Blurb: Afraid to love, Lily Halderman is determined to never feel despair like when she lost her husband to cancer. Left alone to continue their custom farming business, she struggles to stay afloat, both financially and emotionally. Until Will comes along to help with the farm, impressing her with his hard work ethics, and presenting a danger to her heart because he is just the kind of man she could love.
Will Wainwright is running from the pain of the past. Feeling responsible for the death of fellow soldier—the woman he loved—Will takes a job working for Lily, hoping the dawn-to-dusk labor will help him forget his sorrow. But, Lily’s grit and determination to move forward catches him off guard.
Friendship turns to passionbut can they heal one another?

“Make love to me, Will.”
For a moment, she didn’t think he was going to respond. “Are you sure, Lily? Even after what I just told you?”
 “I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.” Placing her hands on either side of his head, she bent forward and brushed his lips with hers. “Now make love to me.”
 “Yes, ma’am.” He pulled her on top of him and circled her waist with his arms, holding her against his big body. He slid his hands down and cupped her behind, sending a shiver rocketing up Lily’s back.
Mounting him, she rocked against his erection pressing against the middle seam of her jeans. Wet heat flooded her and she squirmed against his rigid penis.
She sat up to allow him take off her top; he threw it aside. She unsnapped the buttons on his western shirt and he shrugged out of it. Goosebumps rose on her skin when he undid the front clasp of her plain white bra. With a gentleness that belied his urgency, Will slid the straps from her shoulders, baring her breasts to his hot gaze. Splaying his hands across her upper back, he tipped her forward and took a beaded nipple in his mouth. Lily moaned and dug her fingers into his chest as he sucked deep.
When he changed sides the cool evening air caressed her damp, erect nipple. A wave of unbridled desire washed over her and she pressed her center against the hard length of him again. A moan of dissatisfaction slipped out of her.
He took his mouth from her breast. “That’ll work even better without clothes.”
Uncertain, she hesitated. Should she undress herself first? Or him?
 “Let me.” Will reached for the snap of her jeans. She slid off him and onto her back to wriggle out of her snug Levi’s. After Will helped her, he kicked free of his own boots and Wranglers.
In the dappled moonlight he was magnificent.
Muscled. Masculine. Male.
He settled on top of her, but held his weight off with his elbows.
She swallowed. “Will, I—”
He silenced whatever she planned to say with a kiss. His lips covered hers, prying them open to taste, tease and torment until she gasped. The hair on his chest brushed her erect nipples, making her stomach clench.
Holding himself up with one hand, Will pinched her nipples between his fingers until she thought she’d scream. Maybe she did. She wasn’t sure.
Will settled his weight between her thighs, the tip of his erection prodding her damp opening. He slid a hand between them, over her clit. She did cry out then. And dug her nails into his shoulders.
 “I can’t wait.” She arched her hips. “Please.”
 “Hold on, baby.” He reached for his jeans and withdrew a condom from a pocket. Slipping it over his straining cock, he moved over her again. She lifted her hips and he slid into her in one fluid motion.
 “Oh, God.” Lily wrapped her fingers around his biceps.
 “All right?”
A little uncomfortable, but she wouldn’t be anywhere else at that moment. “Uh-huh.”
He wrapped a hand in her hair and bent her head a little to nip her jaw and neck. Slowly, he moved his hips, until she began to match his pace. The discomfort faded, replaced with pleasure. Little crimps in her lower belly built until she thrust her hips into his, each time a little faster until they met in a frantic heat that led them both to a shattering crescendo in near unison.
“You okay?” he asked near her ear, his breathing harsh.
How to answer? She’d gone to the moon and back. “Perfect.”
 He chuckled. “Good.”
 “Yes, you are.”
His chuckle turned to an outright laugh. “Thank you.”


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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