Sunday, 29 December 2013

The Perfect Kiss

The Perfect kiss for me has to be the first kiss. The very first time your lips meet. Its a testing time, a tasting time. If the taste is wrong, the kiss too wet, too sloppy, too eager then the romance dies. But if the kiss is perfect - it doesn't have to be slow and sensual, it can be desperate and hungry, but it has to be perfect, then the romance is allowed to blossom and grow.


“How about a good luck kiss for a brave soul?”
She held still so long that he wondered if she was going to make him look foolish. He could feel his smile waver as he held his breath and waited for her to make a move. If she would only dip her head and place her lips on his cheek, it would be a huge step forward and would save him a ribbing from the boys.
Lydia raised a hand and brushed a stray hair back from her face, and then brought the same hand down to rest on his cheek, bringing her other hand up to cradle his face. Christ, he had no idea she was actually going to touch him. Her cool fingers delicately rested on his face, and his pulse shot through the roof. His heart hammered in his chest as she took her own sweet time while she decided whether to kiss him or not. He’d thought it would be amusing to corner her, but it appeared she’d turned the tables on him now. She’d wiped the smile off his face as she studied his lips like it was a life or death situation. She stared at his mouth for so long that he shifted uncomfortably and moved in closer so that she didn’t have far to go.
It was just a kiss. A brief, innocent kiss.
For one split second he imagined a light of devilment glinted in her eyes as she touched her tongue to her bottom lip and almost made him beg.
Rosie clapped and Aaron stood quiet and serious as Lydia leaned toward him. Sam slowly closed his eyes, almost shuddering as her soft lips met his harder ones with a gentle pressure that she held for a moment, and that devil he suspected was inside her obviously became too much of a temptation.
Her lips parted and her cool, sweet tongue swept lightly across his closed lips.

His eyes shot open, and before she could draw in a breath, he snatched her off the fence and into his arms. His mouth, hot and hungry, captured hers as he allowed himself to indulge in a deep sensuous kiss, sweeping his own tongue into her mouth, tasting her. Slowly he pulled back before she had the opportunity to withdraw. Her eyes were still wide open, her breath shallow and quick, and he smiled as he let her body slide back down his until her feet touched the floor. 
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Tuesday, 24 December 2013

A Peaceful Christmas Where Dreams Can Come True

This time last year it was my dream to write a book and have it published.  Loving Lydia, Book 1 of my Atlantic Divide Series was almost ready to send out to publishers. I was at the stage most authors will understand - I have a book, it means so much to me - how can I let someone see it, criticize it?

Well, I did send it, it was criticized and I survived. And thanks to Liquid Silver Books, my fourth book, Flight of Her Life, was published on 25th November 2013. 

See - dreams really can come true.

I hope you all have a truly peaceful Christmas and all your dreams come true - and if they don't, give 'em a bit of nudge, you never know ...

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Flight of Her Life

Traveling from New York City to Houston to meet her future in-laws and announce her engagement, accident prone Bailey finds herself in a situation beyond her control. All flights are cancelled the night before Christmas Eve, leaving Bailey stranded at the airport with a cowboy from her past.
Against all odds, Sebastian manages to rescue Bailey from one disaster after another, but is it too late to rescue her from her future? Faced with a heartrending dilemma, does Bailey turn her back on the man who offers her a life of security, or does she run off to Maui with a cowboy?

She drew in a breath and closed her eyes briefly, while she tried to ignore the pulsing warmth spreading through her stomach.
“Right, let’s go.” She turned to march away and was brought up short as he restrained her with the grasp of his strong hand on her elbow.
“It’s this way; you never could find your way anywhere worth a damn.” He turned her in the opposite direction, tucked her arm into his elbow. “And you should hold on to me so you don’t slip on your naked little tush. You don’t want everyone getting an eyeful, do you?”
She cast him an irritated sideways glance, but he was intent on moving through the crowds, toward the exit.
“I’ve booked a hotel. There’s a shuttle bus about to leave in five minutes. It’ll be the last one of the day. They can barely get through the roads now, so get a trot on.”
“I hope you’ve booked separate rooms.” She made her voice as waspish as she could, but he ignored her completely.
They stepped out into the minus fifteen blizzard. She sucked in a shocked breath and felt it turn to icicles in her lungs, making her want to cough it back out again.
She ducked her head just as he wrapped his thick, sheepskin coat around her shoulders, engulfing her in his warmth, and she automatically slipped her arms into the sleeves, which dangled almost to her knees.
“Thank you.” Not in the least inclined to refuse his offer, she pulled the coat snug around her and tucked her nose inside the collar to absorb the warm, spicy scent of him. It smelled of horses, and leather, and man. So different from the cool, aloof lemon and washing powder aroma Phillip emanated.
She whipped her nose back out of Sebastian’s coat and snapped an accusing glare over her shoulder at him as his hands firmly gripped her backside and pushed her up the two steps into the shuttle bus.
He held his hands up and gave her an innocent look.
“Just giving a helping hand.”
“Well, don’t. I can manage fine without…” Her heel slipped in the wet and as her legs shot from underneath her, Sebastian neatly snaked his arm around her waist and let her back hit his chest.
“Ooommmff.” He steadied her. “You’re not as light as you used to be.” His cool lips touched her burning ear and his breath puffed gently across her cheek, sending delicious goose bumps chasing themselves down her spine. “Must be the boobs you’ve developed since I last had my hands on you when you were sixteen.”
That same fickle spine jerked to attention. She pushed away from him and lifted her chin while she stepped cautiously along the aisle.
The bus was full, except for one seat which she sat in, making sure his coat was securely wrapped around her and tucked under her knees, so she didn’t expose herself to any of the other passengers. She understood why crossing your legs at this stage could be considered vulgar.
“You have to find a seat, son, or you’re walking. No standing when we have to travel the interstate.” The bus driver turned his head and pinned her with a look over the top of his glasses. “You could ask your girl to sit on your knee, but I can’t allow you to stand.”
She didn’t even have time to shake her head in denial before Sebastian leaned down, scooped her up and plunked her on his lap. Her legs dangled between his wide spread ones, and his arms wrapped snugly around her waist. He burrowed his icy nose into the collar of his coat and buried it in her neck as she snaked her freezing legs against his warmer ones. She knew she should tell him not to get so close, she shouldn’t allow him to snuggle in, but she felt the shudder run through him and figured it wouldn’t harm under the circumstances if she relaxed against him and they shared their warmth. She was sure Phillip would understand.

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Tuesday, 17 December 2013

Guest Post - Allyson Lindt - Learning New Tricks


Welcome back to my blogspot and congratulations on your new release, pull up a chair and tell us about it.

Thanks so much for having me today, Diane. If your readers are willing to stick with me until the end of the post, there are details about a couple of awesome giveaways I’m holding (including one here) to celebrate my new book launch, and links to more posts like this one.

I pondered for while what to write my post about, and it hit me. The holidays are about friends, family, and food. Fortunately for me, Archer, the hero in my new release, Learning New Tricks, is a fantastic cook. I mean, dude makes pancakes from scratch… just because.

Keep in mind though, he’s been a bachelor and living on his own for a while. So when I asked him about his favorite dishes to make, some of his answers were a little… unusual. I’ve tried them all, though, and they’re all tasty.

For instance, this one:

Stuffed French Toast
This makes 2 servings, and Archer likes to turn the left-over egg mixture into scrambled eggs to serve on the side, but that’s completely up to you

 - 1 loaf unsliced French bread (the crusty kind you find fresh in the bakery)
 - 6 large eggs
 - 1/4 cup milk
 - 1 tsp vanilla
 - 1/4 tsp cinnamon

 - 3 oz cream cheese, softened
 - 1 tbsp orange marmalade

And grab your favorite fruit topping or syrup to top it all off. Strawberries and whipped cream, are yummy but pick and choose and try different things.

 - Beat eggs, milk, vanilla, and cinnamon in a bowl large enough for the bread slices, and set aside.
 - In a separate bowl, mix the cream cheese and marmalade until it's well blended
 - Slice the bread so every other slice isn't cut all the way through. In other words, you want 4-6 six pieces of 2 slices of bread stuck together at the bottom, so a kind of pocket is formed.
 - Stuff the cream cheese mixture into the bread 'pockets'
 - Preheat a non-stick skillet on medium heat on the stove
 - Dip each bread/cheese pocket in the egg mixture right before you cook it, cook each side until golden brown, about 2-3 minutes each side.
 - Serve warm with your favorite French toast topping

If you’d like to meet Archer, and find out what he does besides cook, make sure you check out Learning New Tricks.


Archer should be focusing on how to keep his comic book shop from financially crashing and burning in an epic way. However, when his sexy-as-hell best friend and Sunday-afternoon-movie buddy, Tori, asks him to teach her how to keep emotions out of sex, he welcomes the distraction.

Tori couldn’t ask for a better best friend than Archer. He respects her fandom, and he lets her sell her custom-made costumes in his store. Even better, he’s willing to give her a hands-on demonstration of how to keep love and sex separate. Experience has taught her not to fall for a guy who’s as infatuated with an ex-girlfriend as Archer is, so she’s already got the no-love bit covered.

With each new lesson, the line between the physical and emotional blurs a little more. Can they let go of their pasts—and learn a few new tricks along the way—or will they lose their friendship and budding relationship for good?

I’m giving away a $10 Amazon gift card, and copies of Conflict of Interest (Bits & Bytes, #1), and Toeing the Line (Bits & Bytes, #2) to one person who visits during my blog tour. Each time you comment on another post is another entry, so if the recipes aren’t enough to entice you, make sure you leave a comment below, and visit all my other generous hosts as well.

Tour Schedule
Dec 17: Silken Sheets & Seduction
Dec 18: Diane Saxon
Dec 19: TF Walsh
Dec 20: Shiloh Saddler
Dec 21: Love, Lust, & Laptops
   (I’ll also be offering a second prize on Daisy’s blog, as part of her advent calendar)

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About Allyson Lindt

Allyson Lindt is a full-time geek and a fuller-time contemporary romance author. She prefers that her geeky heroes come with the alpha expansion pack and adores a heroine who can hold her own in a boardroom. She loves a sexy happily-ever-after and helping deserving cubicle dwellers find their futures together.