I can say that. It’s true. I have a book coming out with a major publisher next week, and Amazon won’t give it a pre-order button because the publisher, Hachette, is at war with Amazon. I could care less who wins. I just want readers to find my story. I labored over every word in the 70,0000-word novel. When I search my booklist on Amazon, His Every Fantasy doesn’t even appear, so there’s a double whammy of them hiding the book unless the reader knows the exact title.
So, today, I’m reminding you the book exists—and that it’s releasing in just one week. And that there are other options for purchasing/pre-ordering the story. I’ll be back this weekend to share excerpts and run a special contest to help you remember my book that Amazon doesn’t want you to know about. His Every Fantasy is the sequel to Her Only Desire which released in May. You don’t have to read the first to enjoy the second, but I think you’ll really love the first, so why not start there? 🙂
A Sultry Summer Nights Novel
The last thing ex-SEAL Sergei Gun needs is a complication. As part of a powerful black-ops company, he’s led an extraction team into the Mexican jungle to rescue two men who have been kidnapped. Everything has gone according to plan until Serge discovers a third hostage-an exquisitely beautiful woman with a secret haunting her stormy gray eyes . . . a woman who refuses to make this rescue easy. With no choice but to bring her back to the compound deep in the sultry, steamy Louisiana bayou, Serge vows to protect her, body and soul…
Kara Nichols never imagined that she’d capture the interest of a powerful man like Serge. Yet from the moment they met, she’s fantasized about his strong hands caressing her naked skin, his musky scent lingering on her sheets. What began as a simple rescue mission ignites into a passionate affair. As Serge teaches her the tantalizing art of surrender, Kara finds herself more than willing to shed every last one of her inhibitions and submit to him fully. But the dark, dangerous forces that captured Kara aren’t ready to let her go so easily…
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So, I did promise a question…
I quite smoking a week ago. I still want a cig every time the phone rings (I always stepped outside to take my calls). And it’s been hard concentrating on work because every time I reached a place where my brain ran out of story, I’d find another scene while staring at smoke rings.
Have you ever had to give up something you loved
because it was bad for you? How did you do it?