Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
You’ll receive direct announcements of her new contracts, new releases, new book reviews, new chat appearances, new interviews, and new contests. All her, all the time. None of anybody else.
Every Sunday ’til they’re gone, she’ll take all the week’s new members, put them in a hat (that pink Hello Kitty sun hat, as a matter of fact), draw a name, and draw a prize from the prize box.
For a complete prize listing, visit Emily's Web Site today!
Thursday, July 26, 2007
But then one day, he comes knocking at her door…
Read an excerpt
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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Publication Date: July 24, 2007
Cover art by Scott Carpenter
The destruction of a historical landmark sparks a treacherous chain of events…and Reed Harris’s life isn’t all that’s in jeopardy.
Tall, dark and sinfully seductive, Bain Kavanagh won’t stop until he gets his ex-fiancée, Reed Harris, back in his life and his bed. Danger and unbridled desire keep her there, for now. But with gun-toting treasure hunters thwarting their search for answers, Bain’s resolve, his strength and his love will be tested.
A sweet little old lady drags freelance writer Reed Harris into a world of dark intrigue. Not only does Reed have merciless killers chasing her heels, but one ruthless male pursuing her heart. Spurred on by a lifelong dream of becoming an investigative reporter, Reed casts aside caution to help Bain solve a deadly mystery. Unfortunately, she has no idea what she’s in for. It’ll take more than her sharp wits and a nail file to get her out of it.
Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, mild violence…and a man with a killer body.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Phaze, HeatSheet, Force Series
Paul Bentley is a NARC, his estranged wife Kayla is a drug counselor trying to keep others from running afoul of the law. The stress of the job breaks their marriage, but can the passion that remains help Paul and Kayla get back "on again"?
"Kay? I'm lonely."
"Better to be lonely alone." Her lip trembled and she prayed it didn't show in her voice.
"Yeah. Look, I know I agreed to leave you alone. I know there's no going back. You're better off without me dragging you down. But I was thinking, maybe I could come over? We could open a bottle of wine and try and talk again."
"You never dragged me down when you were here. It was losing you and having to see you still here that hurt." Her stomach twisted and she inched lower in the tub, letting the water soothe her wounds.
"I feel like I should take that hurt away, you know? I want to hold you and let you know none of it had anything to do with you. I didn't want any of it to touch you."
"I don't live in a bubble, Paul." She took a deep breath for courage. "You don't want to change. You just don't want to be lonely right now. And on again, off again is not good for either one of us."
"We haven't tried on again. Let me come over. I'll bring a bottle of your favorite wine and you can mess up my head. And then once I get it together we can mess up our bed. It's been way too long, Kayla."
"We can talk on the phone." Her eyes felt heavy, tears threatening. She wanted him, the old him, here in the worst way. But she didn't think she had it in her to tell him to leave again.
The phone clicked in her ear. She called his name a few times before giving up and setting the phone on the ground. She closed her eyes, trying not to think of him, but it was too late. His image loomed in her mind, teasing her.