I’m very excited about the November 5th release of Leave The Lights On, a contemporary romance from Samhain Publishing. Here’s a peek at the blurb and cover!
When I became an author at Ellora’s Cave one of the first fellow writers I met was Lily Harlem. She not only pens tons of smoking hot books, but she’s sweet as can be. It brings me great happiness to show off her latest release. If you’re looking for a way to heat up your cold winter nights, give Lily’s books a try.
Book four in the Hot Ice series. (Can be enjoyed as a stand alone read.)
What I know about hockey could fit on the back of a stamp. So my latest patient may be one of the NHL’s hottest defensemen, but I’m not exactly blown away by his stardom. Add in the fact that he’s a surly, growling grump, and I’m more than happy to work my magic on his battered body and then hot-foot to my date with his teammate, Todd “Pretty” Carty.
Todd is sex on a stick, a slice of man heaven and I want a bit of the action, preferably of the bedroom variety. But when Raven emerges from his bad mood and throws his energy into blowing my mind with just one kiss, I find my head spinning and my libido raging.
What I didn’t bargain on is these hard-training, hard-playing hockey players working as efficiently off the ice as on it when it comes to getting results. But who am I to complain when satisfaction is their ultimate goal?
Reader Advisory: Contains m/f/m. Go on, you know you want to indulge!
Read a steamy excerpt here!
Black Friday has different meanings to different people. For some it’s a day of watching TV, for others it’s a time to gorge on leftovers, many spend time with relatives, some spend the day trying to avoid their relatives and lots of us debate whether or not to brave the crowds at the stores or do some online shopping to take advantage of the holiday sales. Tell me how you spend Black Friday and you’ll automatically be entered for a chance to win an e-copy of one of my books.
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I told a friend of mine that I was writing a book with a hero and heroine hovering around big 5-0, and she wrinkled her nose in distaste. Apparently ‘older people’ can’t be sexy. I pointed out that my own husband—the very same guy she once described as a hottie-hubby—is fifty-one, almost fifty-two.
She was forced to make an exception to the rule.
But who made the rule? Where did we ever get the idea that people forty aren’t sexy? Were we supposed to leave lust in the dust once after our first-annual thirty-ninth birthday? Oops. Nobody told me. I’m more comfortable with myself, my choices, and the paths my life has taken than I’ve ever been before. I also think I’m much sexier than I was in my twenties.
George Bernard Shaw said the ‘Youth is wasted on the young.’ So true. They screw love up all the time. At least, I know I did when I was their age. Looking back on my twenties and thirties, I realize how much time I wasted anticipating and not savoring.
As I grow older, I come to appreciate those things younger people find so unattractive. Laugh lines, sun spots, and crow’s feet are symbols of a life well-lived. A second, third, or even fiftieth chance to fall in love?
That’s an opportunity too precious to waste.
You don’t have to be a spring chicken to fall in love.
The residents of Heartsfield, Arkansas think Lynne Prescott has it all. The wealthy suburban divorcee captures everyone’s attention when she blows into town to dispose of the family farm. But her nosy new neighbors don’t know she ran away from home.
Bram Hatchett’s interest in buying the land adjoining his farm is yesterday’s news, but the handsome widower’s inability to contain his attraction to the land’s beautiful owner quickly becomes fodder for the local gossip mill.
A rickety old porch and a disturbing decrease in the poultry population bring them together—but with wagging tongues and grown children against them, Lynne’s inclination toward flight comes smack against Bram’s aversion to fight. Can they whittle away the secrets of the past in order to scratch out a future together?
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Need something spicy to heat up the chilly fall nights? I included a fabulous recipe for chicken chili in the 2011 Wild Rose Press Garden Gourmet. Give this tasty pot of goodness a try!
Chicago Girl Chicken Chili
• 1 tbsp olive oil
• 2 cloves garlic, minced
• 2 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
• 1envelope McCormick Chili Seasoning
• 1can Rotel (diced tomatoes with jalapeño peppers)
• 1can chili beans (with sauce)
• 1can great northern beans (drained)
• 1cs black beans (drained)
• 32oz tomato juice
Cut chicken breasts into strips. Heat olive oil in large skillet. Add garlic and chicken strips. Sauté until chicken is cooked through. Using two forks, shred chicken into bite-sized pieces.
Add shredded chicken to Dutch oven or stock pot, season with packaged chili seasoning. Add Rotel, chili beans, great northern beans, and black beans. Stir to mix well. Add tomato juice to desired thickness.
Bring to a simmer then cook over low heat for 30 minutes, stirring occasionally.
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I’ve been on an ice cream making kick lately. Today’s creation is the best one yet! It tastes like pumpkin pie with fresh whipped cream. Totally yummy! And seeing as there’s a bit of pumpkin in it I think it counts as a serving of fruits/veggies! Enjoy!
Pumpkin Maple Ice Cream
1 3/4 cups heavy cream (whipping cream or full cream, depending on where you live)
1 1/4 cups 1% milk
1/2 cup grade B maple syrup (or amber grade A maple syrup)
3/4 to 1 cup of canned pumpkin
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/8 teaspoon ground ginger
1/8 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
2 pinches of salt
Whisk ingredients together in a bowl or in a large measuring cup with a spout (for easier pouring). Chill in fridge until cold (at least a half hour). Whisk again briefly, just to combine, then place in ice cream machine. It took roughly 22 minutes in my Cuisinart ice cream maker. Makes 1 quart.