No, I don’t plan to take a vacation anytime soon. Too many irons in the fire! But in my quiet moments, I do dream about taking some time away from my desk. Lately, I’ve been wishing for something different…not a cruise, not a road trip…I’m wishing for something impossible.

For my dream vacation, I’d love to travel to some faraway place in the universe—yeah, a galaxy far, far away. Here’s what it would look like…

My ship moors between two galaxies I can see in the distance. Pretty clouds of space dust and gas float by, appearing aimless. When we are back en-route, the captain calls everyone to the observation deck to view the latest black hole, forming in the distance. Aboard the ship, there’s plenty to do, playing on a Star Trek-style holodeck, heading to the pleasure lounge where you can hook up with your choice(s) of handsome bots. I love spending time in special meeting rooms with air and conditions set so that I can sit across from an alien from another planet to speak to him through a Universal Translator device—oh, the questions I would have for him! Unlike my mostly pleasure-seeking shipmates, I also prefer the captain’s tour, exploring belowdecks to see how everything works, sitting in a spectator’s chair on the bridge with the crew…

Sound like fun?

How about a voyage to a hotel at the bottom of the Mariana Trench? A trip into an alternate universe? How about something that is possible, but unattainable for you like a round-the-world cruise (Lord, how I’d love that!)? Where would you want to stop?

Okay, I’ve set this up for you.

What is your impossible dream vacation? 

There’s going to be a fun event happening today through Sunday! It’s called Springfest, and it’s a little different from your usual Facebook party. Instead of authors arriving and coaxing you into answering their questions, it’s your time to pose the questions! Your favorite authors will be available live to answer your burning questions. What have you always wanted to know? Pop in and ASK THE AUTHORS! Click on the Springfest picture below to head over and check out the schedule. The schedule is listed in CENTRAL STANDARD TIME. I will be hanging out there today from 1:30 through 2:30 Central Time. I’d love some company! You know there were be bribes, er prizes involved, so stop by!

The current list of authors who are playing this weekend includes: Marina Adair, Kayelle Allen, Sophie Barnes, Victoria Blue, Kimberly Cates, JA Coffey, T.M. Cromer, Delilah Devlin, Tina Donahue, Sherry Ewing, Houston Havens, Desiree Holt, Callie Hutton, Lynice Jackson, D’Ann Lindun, Tracy Madison, Jennie Marts, C.M. McCoy, Virginia McKevitt, Hildie McQueen, Donna Michaels, Lydia Michaels, Siobhan Muir, Angel Payne, Lauren Runow, Jill Sanders, Gary Stillman, and Paige Tyler.

I have a ton of celebrity crushes, but since my newest release – BROKEN STRINGS — is part of a country music themed collection called Love Notes, let’s talk country crushes!

My favorites come and go, kind of like a flavor of the month, but there are some musicians and songs that have a long-standing place in my heart. I’m also a bit of a concert ho, so all the pics here are from concerts I’ve been to!

1. Kenny Chesney

Kenny is my longest-standing country crush. Oh, those arms. Whenever I need a good arm-porn fix, I turn to Kenny. I’ve seen Kenny in concert 5 times, with concert #6 planned for this summer. He always plays the weekend of my mother’s birthday at Gillette Stadium, so I take her every year for her birthday. He’s an amazing performer. The energy at his shows is incredible and we always have a great time. The song that got me hooked? Somewhere With You.

2. Dierks Bentley

Speaking of concerts, my next concert is Dierks Bentley in June. I’ve had a crush on him ever since I Hold On. That song was the theme for Bryan Curtis in The Sound of Deception, but it rings true for all of my heroes. It’s no surprise that Dierks is one of the inspirations for Jake “JD” Donovan in Broken Strings. With Dierks, my crush is inspired by the whole package, the curly hair, the blue eyes, the sexy smile … oh, and that nice tush! He sure does fill out a pair of worn jeans like nobody’s business!!

I saw Dierks for the first time last summer and we even got a shout out from the band for our poster “We’re With the Band.” Yes, Dierks made eye contact with me and smiled. I still haven’t recovered.

3. Eric Church

Springsteen is the song that got me hooked on Eric Church, and that song is the inspiration behind my next Superstitious Brides book, 3^rd Trip to the Altar. But it was seeing him in concert a second time that put him in the ovary exploding category of country crushes. The first time I saw him, the experience could best be described as meh (he opened for Toby Keith and I won the tickets on the radio). He didn’t suck, but I wouldn’t have paid to see him. The second time, he opened for Kenny Chesney. I went in with low expectations only to have my mind and ovaries blown. The performance was explosive and I will even admit it was my favorite part of the Kenny Chesney experience that year.

4. Kip Moore

Kip is a relatively new crush for me. I like all of his music, but Running for You nabbed me. Well, okay, so did his arms. He’s another giver when it comes to the arm porn. He opened for Dierks last summer and it was such a fantastic show, I mean, all that arm porn!! Running for You is now a favorite in my writing play lists but I do love all of his songs. There’s something about the gravelly voice … it’s a melodic seduction of the senses.

5. Chris Young

My newest country crush is Chris Young. He’s really hot in country music right now and while I’ve listened to him for years, it’s only been recently that he’s burrowed into my heart. I love his deep voice and the sincere, heartfelt lyrics in his love songs. I haven’t seen Chris in concert YET, so I don’t have any pictures to share, but you can be sure if he comes to my neck of the woods, I’ll be there! The radio show host of the local country station I listen to LOVES Chris Young (she calls him Chris Yum) and since she helped inspire Colleen “CC” Cooper in Broken Strings, I listened to a lot of Chris Young while writing that novel!

So tell me, who is your country crush and why? If you’re not into country music, who is your biggest celebrity crush?

About the Author

National Bestselling Author Susan Ann Wall writes racy, rule-breaking romance and women’s fiction. Her newest release, Broken Strings, is available April 19, 2016 in the Love Notes ebook collection. Looking for other great deals? You will find the first novel from her Puget Sound ~ Alive With Love series, The Sound of Consequence, in the upcoming collection First Glance, which features 13 first-in-their-series romances for only $.99 (available April 26, 2016).

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I’m so excited to be here to talk about SEAL FOR HER PROTECTION, Book 1 in my brand new military romantic suspense SEALS OF CORONADO Series.

I write a lot of romantic suspense, much of it with military and action themes. But out of deference to my husband—a 20-year Army veteran—I’ve always refrained from writing anything in the Navy SEAL world. I typically lean on him for the guy’s perspective and military expertise in my suspense/action stories, and he was never thrilled with writing about something so far outside his wheelhouse, but then Cat Johnson (she of the Hot SEALs fame) asked me to write a story in her HOT SEALs Kindle World Series and that changed everything!

Cat has helped me out with so much, from boxed sets to promo suggestions, to the best way to increase my indie sales, I simply couldn’t say no when she asked me for a story. Besides I’ve wanted to write something involving SEALs for a while and this seemed like fate calling.

So I plied my husband with compliments and pizza until he agreed to help me, then dived into the world of the Navy SEALs. In between my other book commitments, I knocked out MY SEAL BODYGUARD and had an incredible time writing it. Once I got hubby involved in the research and action sequences, he started enjoying it too (though I’m sure he’ll never admit it).

When I got done writing with that first SEAL story, I knew I couldn’t stop. I was hooked! So I thought about it for a while and came up with the SEALs OF CORONADO, a series featuring the guys on SEAL Team 5 in San Diego and the women who fall for them. I figured everyone was showing all kinds of love to the SEAL guys on the East Coast, so I decided the ones on the West Coast should get the same attention. The first book in the series—SEAL FOR HER PROTECTION—hit the shelves on April 12^th and I’m stoked! I couldn’t be more excited to plunge into the world of those hunky Navy SEALs! Hope you are, too!

He saved her from danger once before. Can he save her again, this time from danger he doesn’t even see coming?

When investigative journalist Hayley Garner is kidnapped by terrorists, she’s sure they’re going to kill her. But in sweeps handsome Navy SEAL Chasen Ward to rescue her. After getting her to safety, he disappears into the night before she can even thank him.

Weeks later, while covering a story on the local navy base, Hayley runs into Chasen again. Even though she didn’t see his face that night he rescued her, she can’t forget his beautiful blue eyes. The attraction is immediate and intense, and Hayley finds herself falling into a fiery romance with the hunky hero out of her dreams. Guys like this aren’t supposed to really exist, but Chasen does, and damn is he hot.

But ever since she got back home, Hayley has had the feeling someone’s been watching her. Is it post-traumatic stress or does she have a reason to be afraid? Good thing she has a Navy SEAL to protect her.

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Wedding planner Felicia Bradford is in trouble. Mercenaries are holding her sister hostage and threatening to kill her unless Felicia helps them steal top secret information from the Navy’s Special Operations Headquarters. Having no other way to access the base, she pulls a gun on the first man in a Navy uniform she finds, demanding he get her through the gate.

Navy SEAL Logan Dunn just got back from a mission in Syria and is looking for a little down time to relax. That plan goes out the window when a beautiful woman shoves a gun in his back and begs him to do something he can tell she doesn’t want to be part of. Logan does what any Navy SEAL would do in the same situation—he saves the girl and takes out the bad guys.

But their actions that day kick off a crazy chain of events, including a fast-burning whirlwind romance, an out-of-control sister, an insane covert plot involving a defecting Russian pilot, a mercenary bent on revenge, and a sunrise wedding for a bride who never wakes up before noon.

Getting through her sister’s kidnapping will look like a piece of cake compared to what comes next.

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Paige Tyler is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of sexy, romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

She is represented by Bob Mecoy.

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I’m in writing mode. Head down. Fingers cramping as they tap the keyboard. I’ll come up for air sometime this weekend when I finish the story I’m working on. In the meantime, here’s a little vampire fun. From the pic below, you know there are several stories in this series. I’ll be writing another very, very soon. If you haven’t already read all of them, catch up! 🙂

And to help you do that, here’s your chance to win a free copy of one of the stories! Let me know if you’ve read any of the Night Fall series, and if you have, who is your favorite character? A “no” answer is just fine, and just as valid an entry as a name, because I will be using a random number generator… So get set, ready…go!

Comment for a chance to win one of these stories!

Knight in Transition

“Vampires, werewolves, and babies — oh, my! [Knight in Transition] is a sensual and thrilling ride into the world of the paranormal.” ~ Romance Reviews Today

“Ms. Devlin knows how to use her words to draw you into her story. She has created characters that are easy to fall in love with. When you combine her excellent characters with the great plot, this story becomes a must read.” ~ 5 Angels, Fallen Angel Reviews

A member of an elite police unit sworn to hunt vampires, Joe Garcia’s life is turned upside down when he’s transformed into one. On a quest for a cure, Joe’s search brings him to New Orleans in a last ditch effort to recover his humanity.

Professor Lily Carlson, a renowned expert in vampire lore, has a condition of her own. Her sexual libido has been in hyper-drive for months. Her only defense is to hide behind her glasses and tweed suits and stay as far away from men as possible. However, she’s thrilled to discover vampires really do exist when Joe shows up on her balcony.

Although Joe deflects her attempts to make him a case study and confirm a few vampire statistics, he is drawn by her powerful allure. When werewolves join the chase and track her through New Orleans, Joe’s cop instincts tell him there’s a mystery to solve. Intent on protecting her, he must seek help from the last vampire on Earth he wants to ask.

While his hopes for deliverance from his fate dwindle, Lily’s life is forever altered by an unexpected inheritance.

It had taken Joe half an hour and a quarter pint of blood to find her apartment in the long, white two-story stucco building in the center of the French Quarter. The super led him straight to the door, then walked off, his eyes glazed under the influence of Joe’s suggestion he give his wife a tumble.

It took another half an hour to feed from the man who lived in the apartment next to the professor’s until he slept, just so Joe could climb out on his ironwork balcony and make the leap to hers.

Finally, he stood hidden in the shadows while he watched her through lacy curtains. Her French doors were opened to the sultry night air. With only light from the streetlamp outside to chase away the darkness, Joe could discern every detail of her bedroom. She lay not five feet from him atop pale pink sheets. Naked. Her knees bent; her creamy thighs splayed. So close he could smell her ripening scent.

She was pleasuring herself.

Joe’s cock stirred and unfurled, lengthening by the second as he watched her.

A fan pulsed from the ceiling above her, lifting the gold-brown hair curving over her breasts to tangle with the fingers tugging at her nipples. When her hands moved down her rounded belly, his gaze clung hungrily to the turgid points surrounded by their pale rose circles. His mouth watered, imagining the velvet-soft flesh surrendering to his kisses. Succulent morsels yielding the sweetest gift—her blood from the heart of her femininity.

She truly sealed her fate when one hand glided past the fur at her mons to cup her sex. Joe’s cock pressed insistently against his jeans, tightening when her fingers stroked between her outer labia to caress the thin folds within. Moisture glistened as she rubbed it over her lips, long sliding strokes that dipped inside and swirled outward.

Then her other hand entered the play, and her fingers parted the swollen labia, pulling them back to expose her engorged clitoris. She touched the shiny nub once and shivered as though the spot were too sensitive, and then her fingers glided away.

She circled the mouth of her vagina, dipping her fingertips into the well and spreading her moisture. Liquid seeped to coat her hand, and she brought her fingers to her mouth and licked the tips clean. Soft appreciative groans broke from her throat.

Joe sweated. He’d never seen a woman enjoy her own essence like this one. His body was gripped with the need to shove his cock deep inside her juice-filled channel.

Instead, he braced an arm against the window casing and his other hand went to the hard bulge at the front of his jeans. Desperate to take the edge off his need, he flicked open the button on his waistband and eased the zipper down, shoving his briefs beneath his balls, enjoying the way the elastic constricted. His hot flesh escaped its prison, filling his hand. He encircled his shaft and stroked it, letting urgency fill his loins as he watched her.

Her hand slid beneath her pillow and pulled out a long, flesh-tone object that she caressed like a man’s cock. She sucked the head of the dildo, wetting it with her spit while she closed her eyes. Did she imagine a man shafting into her mouth?

Joe did. His cock pulsed and a pearl of pre-come beaded at the tiny opening atop the crown of his sex. He rubbed the moisture around the tip with his thumb.

She fingered the base of her symmetrical shaft and it hummed, just like his body, triggered by her sexy moan at the first touch of her vibrator to the tips of her breasts. Her mouth opened around a gasp.

Joe’s breath drew in sharply, imagining her taking his cock into her mouth. He squeezed himself, gliding the skin stretched tight as a rubber band over his cock, back and forth, faster.

She circled the dildo on one tit while her free hand massaged the other, the nipple winking between her fingertips. Then she placed it between her generous breasts and squeezed them around the dildo as her body writhed on the bed, her hips lifting, pulsing in the air.

Joe’s hips answered, pushing his cock through his clenched fist, faster now, building heat and friction. He dropped spit onto his shaft and worked it with his fist, gliding easily, imagining the woman’s undulating body convulsing along his cock.

Abruptly, the woman rolled onto her stomach and came to her knees, planting them wide apart on the bed, letting her chest fall to the mattress. Reaching between her legs, she spread her lips and coaxed the vibrator into her pussy, working it inside her, inch by inch, twisting it in her cream to lubricate its length and push deeper.

Joe’s grip nearly strangled his cock. The sight of her pale cheeks quivering in the air, the dildo clutched in her fist pumping in and out, pushed him over the edge. He felt the pressure build in his balls.

Her chest rubbed on the sheets and her hips circled on her hand-held cock, until she cried out and shoved the dildo deep, cramming it inside as far as it could reach with the flat of her palm. She moaned and bucked; her soft whimpers carried on the air. When the pulsing of her hips stopped, she sobbed and fell to the blanket, turning to her back, her legs askew, her hair a tangled cloud on her pillow.

Looking at her quivering belly and the dildo that peeked from inside her body, Joe groaned and spent his seed in a hot stream on the floor of her balcony.

Too late, he realized he’d cried aloud.

It’s been a while since I’ve had the pleasure of sharing the lovely Delilah Devlin’s spectacular and saucy blog. Thank you for having me back, DD and fans! I do so love the company. So much so, I brought presents!!

What have you all been up to? Seriously, tell me in the comments.

Oh, what about me?

I’ve been caring for my hottie husband. This pic was taken on our last big hiking adventure before he had ACL reconstruction and meniscus surgery last week. It sounds awful. It’s had its moments, but when you can cry (me) and laugh (him) through the hard stuff you know you’re with the right one. Your one.

Every now and again, I find myself a bit jaded with the always Happy Ever After of romance. Some times people don’t get a HEA. What about those people? Are their stories not worth telling? Why do I always write a HEA?

One day, I might take a jaunt away from romance. But during times like these I’m reminded that love stories aren’t all the same. The roads to those HEAs differ widely. That thought has reignited my passion for unique stores with winding paths, shocking valleys and sudden peaks. Stories similar to the first two I wrote not too many years ago. Where friends become enemies and enemies become lovers in Enemy Mine. Where a heinous injustice paves the way for love and retribution in Justice Mine.

I did mention I bring presents…

Enemy Mine is FREE on all outlets!! Also, Enemy Mine & Justice Mine (plus another surprise book) are FREE to those who sign up for my newsletter at www.meganmitcham.com!! I promise no spamming. Who has time for that? Not us.

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Thanks for hanging out with me! I look forward to catching up in the comments.

All the best,

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Megan Mitcham
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Sizzling Suspense – Are you sizzling yet?

The inspiration for On an Escort’s Arm came, oddly enough, from listening to my grand-nieces and grand-nephew lament about school dances. Now bear with me as I walk you through the convolutions of a writer’s mind. They mentioned hating to walk into one without at least one person either they were to meet inside the entrance or that they walked beside as they greeted the entire group of their peers, some of whom were judgmental to the point of meanness. I remember my own similar feelings from when I was younger.

I don’t write YA so I advanced that person ten years into the future and gave her (in this case) a career she’s good at but one that has kept her somewhat isolated. I searched for a similar situation, still wanting to tap into those insecurities that in some of us never go away. What I decided upon was an awards ceremony where she’s to receive an award for developing a successful computer dating program but (ironically) doesn’t have a man in her life to bring along as a date. Hence, the need to seek a paid escort—the basis for the plot of On An Escort’s Arm.

She hired him for business, he promised pleasure.

Kimbra Wilburt has devoted so much time and energy to her new matchmaking computer program that her social life has withered. Shuddering at the idea of arriving dateless at a business awards dinner, she hires a male escort. But the younger man at her door is sex-on-a-stick and awakens a hunger she hasn’t fed in a long while.

While Dez Renato grows his house restoration business, he hires out as an escort to pay the bills. One look, and he knows exactly what strait-laced Kimbra needs and sets about relaxing her sexual inhibitions. But soon Dez has a tigress on his hands, and he can’t help but wonder if he’s in too deep.

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EXCERPT

He extended the forms in her direction. “If you could fill out the last few questions, this part will be finished.”

Remembering the content of those questions she’d left blank, she jumped to her feet and crossed to the bay window overlooking her terraced garden. “This…circumstance is new…and I wasn’t sure how to answer all the specifics.”

Rustling sounded behind her, and she braced. For what? She didn’t know. Large hands rested on her shoulders, his warmth immediately seeping through the fabric to her skin. After the initial shock, she almost swayed. How she missed the physical closeness of a confident male.

“Can’t have a frown marring your pretty face. Let me rub away that tension you’re feeling.” Strong thumbs rubbed along her shoulders and worked up the column of her neck.

Her eyelids drifted shut, and she let her head drop forward. “Mmm, that feels great.” This was special treatment she could get used to.

“At Galaxy, we know the first time may be confusing for clients.” His tone soothed while his hands kneaded. “We’ve discovered a great deal of success with conducting the final interview in person.”

“Do all the interviews come with massages?” The sensation of warm hands against her stiff muscles was heavenly. She envisioned them on other parts of her body, and suddenly her skin flushed with heat.

He chuckled. “Only if a massage will help.”

A nagging thought reminded her—his actions were just part of the company’s services. “I don’t know anyone who wouldn’t appreciate what you’re doing.”

“You’d be surprised.”

About the Author

On a dare from a close friend, Layla Chase challenged herself to explore the steamier side of romance and discovered all sorts of characters whose stories needed sharing. Surrounded by acres of mountain forest, she writes contemporary and historical stories about strong personalities who know what they want…or rather, who they want, and set out to get it.

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