Monday, October 24, 2016

#Snarkology Halloween Hop with #TGTBTG #ghost #romance

Hi everyone,

Thanks for stopping by I hope you enjoy yourself.

Today, I want to tell you about a Box Set that I'm doing with 8 other authors.

Get 8 stories for the price of one at Amazon

What do you get when you mix cowboys with ghosts? A collection of eight (stand-alone) amazing stories from the Old West with haunts of every variety.

Get your love of alpha cowboys on and feed your addiction for the bizarre (and sometimes spooky) world when you download The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly.

Bestselling and Award-winning authors are pleased to save you more than 75% on this fantastic boxed set! (Price if books sold separately)
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Wild, Wild Ghost by Margo Bond Collins

With everyone she loves in the grave, Ruby specializes in the dead.

Comes An Outlaw by Keta Diablo

An outlaw returns to his childhood home to find his parents 
and brother dead, and the lovely widow in grave danger.

Long A Ghost, and Far Away by Andrea Downing

Ghosts are restless souls, and Lizzie Adams is one of them. 
 How many lives will she get to find the perfect love?

A Ghostly Wager by Blaire Edens

Even the most skeptical detective can use a little otherworldly help.

How the Ghost Was Won by Erin Hayes

There are ghost stories. And there are ghost legends.

McKee's Ghost by Anita Philmar

The ghost living in his house might have saved him from an unhappy marriage and brought him the girl of his dreams but when his ex- fiancé returns, the same spirit turns his life upside down.

A Ride Through Time by Charlene Raddon

P.S.I. Agent Burke Jameson wants to find out if Eagle Gulch, Colorado has genuine ghosts. But he found far more than he expected, including a horse ride that could change his life forever.

The Ghost and the Bridegroom by Patti Sherry-Crews

She's sent west to solve a case. What she finds will change her forever.

McKee's Ghost is also available 

at amazon

and includes a bonus story which is not included in the box set.

Excerpt from Bonus Story - McKee's Family.

The light breeze running across the plains halted. With the hot sun beating down on her, she grew warmer. A trickle of sweat ran down her back. Doubts plagued her. Damn, she should have never let her daughter talk her into coming here.
“Midnight, here, is one we raised from a colt. We currently have two mares ready to foal and have a total of eight horses. That’s not counting the ones we are training for other people.” Barton continued talking as if unaware of her conflicting emotions. 
“That must keep you and your brother very busy. I’ll have to make sure Genna and I don’t cause you any problem while we’re visiting.” Arlene wondered how long before her sister drove her back into town. Who wanted to help a down and out relative? Especially after all the fights, they had as kids.
“Don’t worry. It’ll be fun to have someone new to talk to. Other than my parents and my sister, we rarely get any visitors. Except during the holidays when other assorted relatives get together.” Barton glanced at Genna and smiled. “Only problem is your daughter will probably be spoiled rotten by the time you leave.”
Amused by the possibility, Arlene grinned. Her daughter had many talents. One was wearing on people’s nerves. “I’m sure she’ll enjoy the attention.”
He chuckled, “What child doesn’t?”
She noted the spark of amusement in his eyes. Something about his carefree attitude attracted her, and she wondered what it would be like to have this man’s love. Her marriage had been less than harmonious. Her husband, a gambler, had moved them from place to place always looking for a better game. When they were first married, she’d loved discovering new places. Then Genna had come along, and everything had changed.
“So how long do you think you’ll be here?”

Let's round out the hop with a  free read - Hot Prairie Nights is a Historical Western erotic romance.

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#MidWest #RomanticTravel with @KetaDiablo & #Excerpt from Comes An Outlaw

Autumn is a great time to plan a fall get-a-way. You won't find lovelier places to visit than the Midwest. Before trees shed their leaves in preparation for winter, they often put on a brilliant display of color...deep burgundy, buttercup yellow and sunburst orange.

Many small towns hold fall festivals and Halloween galas meant to attract not only local residents but adventure-seeking tourists.

Here's hoping you take time to schedule a short vacation this fall and enjoy the same beauty depicted in this image from the state of Wisconsin.
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Keta's latest release is Comes An Outlaw, a western romance where cowboys and ghosts take center stage. But don't worry...there's plenty of romance for the love-bugs too.

About Comes An Outlaw
When a tragic accident claims her husband's life, Jesse Santos must find a way to keep the ranch, the only home her 12-year-old son has ever known.  The ranch hands have abandoned her, a gang of cutthroat ranchers want her land and an ancient Yaqui Indian insists a spirit has taken up residence in the house.
After a fifteen-year absence, her husband's brother, Coy, returns to his childhood home. He doesn't plan on staying, and he certainly doesn't intend to settle down with a widow and her son…no matter how pretty she is.
He's an outlaw, after all, and made a decision to put an end to his gun-slinging days long ago. Will his conscience let him walk away from family, or will his heart overrule his head?

"I loved all the components of this story. The Indian lore was probably my favorite though."
"The storyline is brilliant. This novella has many twists and turns. A page turner."
"Diablo has created a set of compelling characters. Jesse captures the essence of the time, when women had very few options, and even fewer good ones."

Setup and Excerpt:
In this scene, Jesse wonders if loneliness has driven her to desperation. Is she really holding a conversation with a ghost...or has her late husband returned to help her fight for her land?

Chapter One
Arizona 1885
Dawn caressed the homespun curtains in the cramped bedroom, rousing Jesse from a restless night's sleep.  A delicate breeze rustled through the two-inch gap between window and sill, doing little to motivate the damp, heavy air in the room.
She tossed back the blue and white quilt, slid from bed and crossed the room to the pitcher and bowl on the bureau.
Gonna be another scorcher today, Jezebel. Might want to tie your hair back.
For a brief moment, she closed her eyes and willed the voice in the room to leave.  He wasn't there, not in a real sense. Like every other day since his death, he invaded her thoughts, spoke in her head. She opened her eyes and fought the overwhelming urge to turn around, prove once and for all ghosts didn't exist. 
"Are you set on driving me crazy, Cain? Don't I have enough to deal with without you tormenting me? Besides, I don't like it when you call me Jezebel, and you darn well know it."
That's why no one calls you Jezebel except me.
She spun around and glared at the rocking chair under the window. "Ah, another one of your tricks to make me think I'm losing my mind—call me something no one else does."
Yes, I'm in the rocker, the one my mother always sat in beside the hearth. You remember after she died, we brought it into our bedroom?
"Stop…you must stop." Her hands went to her temples. "If you were real I would see you sitting there."
If only I could show myself. You have no idea how hard it is to project my voice. Takes so much energy. I'm working on it though, have high hopes I'll get better at this spirit realm thing.
"I don't want you to get better at it; I want you to stop speaking to me entirely."
We talked about this, agreed that if something happened to one of us, we'd do our best to come back, watch over the other one.
She paced a small area at the end of the bed. "I only agreed because I thought it would never happen, could never happen. I wanted to please you, knew how much you loved your line of work, believed in it."
Nonetheless, Jezebel, it happened. I'm here and I mean to look out for you. I didn't want to leave you so soon but we must deal with what is now.
Stopping her harried pace, she looked to the chair again. "You don't think I'm doing my best to deal with what is now? And stop calling me that!"
You'll always be my precious Jezebel.
She heard a contented sigh filter through the still air.
My Jezebel with the tangle of long, copper hair, eyes the color of Robin's eggs and the lovely bowed mouth. I recall the first time I saw you. Slop bucket hanging off your tiny arm, you walked from the back room of Two Bits, skirted the bar and dropped to your knees to scrub the floor. Do you remember?
She hung her head. "How could I forget the day you saved me from a life of…well, destitution, offered me safety, security?" Looking up again, she fanned an arm over the room. "Offered me a home."
And I want to make sure you keep that home, our home, Grange's home.
"That's why you're here?"
For the most part. I always said this is a unforgiving land. People aren't careful it'll swallow them whole and—
"Kill them."
Yes, and I aim to do everything I can to make sure it doesn't take you and Grange.
"I don't think I can do this, dark forces are at work, conspiring against your son and me. Lord knows I've tried, Cain, but how can a woman and a boy fight against the harsh elements, the day-to-day struggles without a man? Hard enough when you were here, but now, most days I think the land is going to win. Every morning I walk out onto that porch and think I'm walking into the fires of Hell. There's more…someone's been cutting the fence lines, scattering the cattle. Takes us days to get them back again."
Not someone, Jezebel. Search your heart; you know who's behind it.
She walked back to the bureau, opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of leather trousers. After pulling the nightshirt over her head, she grabbed Cain's flannel shirt from a hook, slipped her arms into the sleeves and pulled the trousers over her hips. "I know who the varmints are, all right. Domingo and Benito. Am I right?"
The Torres brothers.
"Yeah, and the low-bellied snakes they ride with, Mutton-Chop Walsh and Digger Newly." She blew an exasperated breath and looked over her shoulder to the window. "How do you expect me to stand up to that, Cain? I can't do it, I tell you. Let them have the land because it ain't worth dying for, or God forbid, losing Grange over."
You can't give up the land, love. Been in my family for generations. Ma and Pa will be turning over in their—
"I don't care. I'm not sacrificing my son, our son, for a piece of scorched earth in the middle of nowhere."
You're talking foolish now. You love the land as much as I do, I mean did. You're tired, worn out; I get that, but….
"But what?"
I never thought I'd hear you say you want to give up the land, give up on life.
"It's different now that you're gone. You might as well face it, I'm leaving, Cain. And you should leave too, find that white light you always talked about and forget about this place."
Help is coming, Jezebel.
"Yeah, and so are monsoon winds, dried up creek beds and taxes. Or did you forget taxes are due…again?"
I'm asking you to hang on for a little while, that's all.
"You expect me to believe a knight on a big white horse will be riding in soon to save us?"
He rides a Piebald.
I said he rides a Piebald with black and white spots, sixteen hands tall.
"Who…who rides a spotted horse and how do you know he's coming here?"
I'm fading, Jezebel. Used up everything I got this morning.
"No you don't! You can't waltz in here, drop your innuendoes and disappear like a snuffed out candle."
Trust me. Hang on…please hang on.
"Cain, wait…don't go! You can't leave like this!"
Hang on, Jezebel…hang on….
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Wow, the place in your picture reminds me of a park I visited near Milwaukee. Love it there in August.

Thanks for sharing,


Saturday, October 22, 2016

DNA, #Neanderthals, and Humans, Oh, My, the Science!

Do you remember those scientist classes where they talked about the Neanderthals and other Homo Sapiens?

Funny, but I do. I watch a number of special programs where scientists argued as to whether or not humans and Neanderthals existed at the same time. Each side argued for and against the possibility. Then I found research proving Neanderthals and humans did have fun together because Neanderthal genome is in human DNA.

The book “Neanderthal Man – In Search of Lost Genomes” by Svante Paabo is the story of what the scientists had to go through in their search for answers as to whether or not Neanderthal genome was in human DNA. The book is not an easy read, but I couldn’t let that stop me. So I skipped over those long technical words and tried to get to the meat of what the author/scientist was trying to tell me.

It was a fascinating adventure, which spanned the globe. Dr. Paabo is from the Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Anthropology in Leipzig, Germany. It is a truly amazing story and if you are interested in how scientist discovered Neanderthal DNA in human's genome, I recommend spending time with this book.

Now, after reading about Neanderthals, I had to work them into a book. I loved the idea that we as humans may have inherited some special skill from our Neanderthal ancestors. This is how I created my new series, the Ancient Warrior Prophecy. 

The series is built on the idea that people with Neanderthal DNA have special skills such as psychic abilities and they are using those abilities to save the world. Add in a murder and a hot romance, the first book reveals the story behind the story of the announcement of the Neanderthal’s DNA being in the human genomes.

Title: The Warrior In Me
Series Name: Ancient Warrior Prophecy
Theme(s): Action-Adventure, Murder/Mystery 
SubGenre(s): Paranormal, Suspense, Futuristic/Sci-Fi     

Blurb: Special Security Agent Sebastian Berlin is eager to track down his partner's killer. Instead, he’s assigned the job of baby-sitting a scientist. His boss thinks she's the key to an Ancient Warrior Prophecy. Science never interested Sebastian, but the know-it-all female standing at the end of his Alaskan dock could persuade him to do a little experimenting. That is, if he can keep his Neanderthal Warrior genes from taking control.

DNA specialist Lily Sinclair is in need of a vacation, or so her over-protective ex-husband tells her. Arriving in chilly Alaska instead of sunny Cancun, she's tired and cranky and so not in the mood for her bodyguard's he-man tactics. Still, there's something about the sexy eye-candy that makes her want to lick him all over even as she's demanding to go home.

Then Lily's ex is poisoned, and Sebastian is certain the two murders are connected and she could be next. She knows he's hiding something, but with the worldwide release of Neanderthal DNA project only days away, she has no choice but to trust him to protect her. But can she trust him with her heart?

Hope you enjoy,

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

#RomanticTravel with @JeanneStJames & Brothers in Blue #Excerpt

One of my favorite places to go in Fall is Moosehead Lake in Maine. I’ve stayed several times in the quaint town of Greenville, ME, at the south end of the lake. It has no commercialization at all. Everyone is friendly. Every morning and evening, it is a habit to go “hunt” for moose. Hunting, as in a camera, not a gun. The majestic beasts are impressive in person. You can find them grazing in and around bogs. There’s plenty to do there every season. It’s a hidden gem!

New release by Jeanne St. James: BROTHERS IN BLUE: MAX

Book 1 of the Brothers in Blue trilogy
Genre: Contemporary Erotic romance involving an Alpha man in uniform!
Length: Novel


Big city party-girl Amanda Barber has been spoiled most of her life. But life for Amanda suddenly becomes a major challenge: adapting to small town life, dealing with her handicapped brother and constantly butting heads with a frustrating local cop.

As a police officer and former Marine, “responsibility” is Max Bryson’s middle name. Never having been in a serious relationship, he has no plans for being in one in the near future. He likes being his own man. And even if he were interested in a serious relationship, he certainly wouldn’t choose it to be with someone so immature and irresponsible as Amanda. But no matter how hard he tries, he can’t get sexy Amanda out of his head or his heart. Watching her mature in front of his eyes, his protectiveness towards her only strengthens.

Bossy and possessive aren’t the only words Amanda uses to describe this frustrating cop. She can’t deny just looking at the man makes her tremble. But she’s done with having anyone control her and this man isn’t going to be any different. Or is he?


She laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled her nose into his neck. She could feel his strong pulse against her cheek.
It felt so good to be in his arms. She circled his tattoo with her finger. Semper Fi. Mary Ann had made sure to tell Amanda that it meant “always faithful.”
“Did you always want to be a cop?”
He had one hand on her hip and the other on her thigh, rubbing it slowly back and forth. “Yes.”
She waited a moment, and when he said nothing further, she prodded. “Why?”
His deep voice resonated through his chest. “I was always in awe of my grandfather and my father. That’s why I followed in their footsteps. That’s why all three of us did. The Marines first, to serve our country, and then the police department, to serve our community.”
“To protect and serve, huh?”
The pride exuded from his words. “It’s the Bryson family motto.”
She moved her nose up to nuzzle him behind the ear. “Well, you can protect and serve me anytime.”
“I’d planned to since the minute you bitched me out in that parking lot when you first came to town.”
She raised her head, pushing herself up with a palm against his chest. “You were only trying to get into my pants.”
“True…” he said slowly.
Amanda grabbed a nearby decorative pillow and whacked him.
“Hey! You didn’t let me finish. True, but when you saw me in my uniform, you just wanted a big ol’ piece of this bad boy.” He opened his arms wide as if offering himself to her.
Amanda whacked him again. “Yeah, right.”
“You can’t say you didn’t want this.” He reached out, and his long fingers cupped her face as he leaned in to kiss her. It was only a slight brush, leaving her wanting more.
“No, I didn’t.”
“Would you have kissed me if I had torn up the ticket?”
“For twenty-five bucks? Get real. I wanted to take out that retractable metal stick you carry and beat you over the head.”
Max laughed. “You mean my ASP baton?”
“Only because you were sexually frustrated.”
“You wish.”
He poked her side gently. “Admit it.”
“Okay. You’re right. I was sexually frustrated because I couldn’t jump your bones right there in the middle of town, in the free parking lot on the pavement amid a bag of spilled dog toys, while Greg looked on. Satisfied?”
His smile widened. “Yep.”
“Good. Now kiss me again.” She grabbed the back of his head and pulled it down until their lips were a breath apart. “And do it like you mean it this time.”
The light peck was easily forgotten as he claimed her mouth with his, crushing her to him. This was what she had been waiting for. She groaned into his mouth, tangling her tongue with his. She felt a twinge and wiggled her hips in his lap, feeling his body harden.

Author Bio:

Jeanne St. James is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only 13 started writing when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.
She has a few new releases coming up in 2016 and 2017. So keep an eye on her website at or sign up for her newsletter.

 Thanks for sharing,


Tuesday, October 18, 2016

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