Hearts In Danger – Now a USA Today Bestseller!

First, let me say OH MY GOD! *snoopy dance* Just moments ago I was informed that Hearts In Danger hit #60 on the USA Today Bestseller list!  *faints*

Okay – where was I? Oh, right.

Several of us here at Love, Lust and Laptops have been affected by heart disease–directly and indirectly. Odds are, you have too. According to a recent American Heart Association journal, an estimated 85.6 million American adults (>1 in 3) have ≥1 types of cardiovascular disease. Of these, 43.7 million are estimated to be ≥60 years of age. (AHA Journal)

Those are some scary numbers, my friends. I implore you. Know the warning signs: Cold sweat, pain (can be anywhere, not just the chest), shortness of breath, nausea. Rosie O’Donnell created the acronym HEPPP to help women remember the signs–which can be different from those men experience. Hot. Exhausted. Pain. Pale. Puke. Say it with me – Hot, exhausted, pain, pale, puke. One more time … hot, exhausted, pain, pale, puke. Got it?

It’s never too late to start paying attention to your cardiovascular health. Please. Don’t delay.

I am humbled and awed by the response to Hearts In Danger. If you haven’t picked up this fabulous set – there’s still time! It’s only $0.99! (proceeds benefit the American Heart Association). And here’s what you’ll get:


FOURTEEN stories of thrilling romance to benefit the American Heart Association. These full length, Romantic Suspense stories come from NEW YORK TIMES, USA TODAY, AND NATIONAL BESTSELLING AUTHORS!

Accidental SEAL by Sharon Hamilton: Newbie Realtor Christy Nelson holds her first Open House but is given the wrong address, and finds a hot naked SEAL in the master bedroom.

Pick Your Poison by Roxanne St. Claire: Meet Benjamin Youngblood – he’s sexy, smart, spectacular and … about to lose his job for the best security firm in the world. He’s got one chance to prove himself and nothing will stop him. Not even a flower farmer.

Protective Custody by Paige Tyler: Someone is stalking reporter Paisley McCoy, and police detective Gray Beckham is the only man who can protect her. And while she might be sexy as hell, there’s no way he’s going anywhere near the captain’s daughter.

Hot Pursuit by Lynn Raye Harris: When someone starts shooting at Evie Baker, there’s only one man dangerous enough to help her–the man who broke her heart ten years ago. Hostile Operations Team soldier Matt Girard uses all his considerable black ops skill to protect Evie.

SEAL’s Honor by Elle James: Two Navy SEALs jeopardize their lives and hearts in a battle-torn land when they vie for the love of one sexy Night Stalker helicopter pilot.

Against The Dark by Carolyn Crane: Angel is an ex-safecracker forced into one last heist. Cole is an undercover agent with big plans for his gorgeous thief—he’ll make her pose as his girlfriend to help with a dangerous mission.

Hidden Prey by Cheyenne McCray: Tori is in the wrong place at the wrong time and witnesses the execution of a Federal agent by the son of the head of the Jimenez Cartel. Special Agent Landon Walker rescues Tori and sets out to protect her, but soon protecting her isn’t enough.

Dangerous Curves by Nina Bruhns: A spec ops transporter for STORM Corps takes on drones, bad guys, and car chases on the coast of Italy—and falls for a beautiful scientist whose curves are far more dangerous than the road!

Deadly Pursuit by Misty Evans: When Londano escapes a maximum security prison and begins picking off Celina’s friends and coworkers, everyone she knows becomes a target. Including DEA agent Cooper Harris, the man who once broke her heart and is now assigned to be her bodyguard.

Protecting Caroline by Susan Stoker: Caroline helps foil a terrorist plot when she finds herself on a plane that’s hijacked (with the help of three members of a SEAL team), but after she gets home she finds herself still in the sights of the terrorists. She can only hope Wolf and his team will be able to save her in time.

One Night Stand by Parker Kincade: Amanda Martin decides to have a one-night stand. No relationship, no promises just hot, indulgent sex. What she doesn’t anticipate is meeting a handsome-as-sin stranger who gives her pleasure unlike she’s ever known. A stranger with a deadly secret.

Brody by Mandy Harbin: Brody thinks the skittish Xan is sexy as hell, but it’s not her hot body that has him rocked to his core. He knows her from somewhere, and in his line of work, that’s a dangerous thing. Following orders have never been this hard, but when he finds out she’s his next assignment, he will protect her at all costs.

Enemy Mine by Megan Mitcham: Born in the blood of Sierra Leone’s Civil War, enslaved, then sold to the US as an orphan, Base Branch operative Sloan Harris is emotionally dead and driven by vengeance. With no soul to give, her body becomes the bargaining chip to infiltrate a warlord’s inner circle.

Caught in the Crosshair by Barb Han: On a tropical island with a hurricane brewing and dangerous men closing in, private security firm owner Jaden Dean will need to work side-by-side with Lauren James to survive and find her brother. He will have to use all his specialized training and risk everything, including his heart, to outwit the deadly group and keep Lauren safe.

This set is only available until the end of June so, order your copy today!

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Shadow Maverick Ranch Series Boxed Set

Hi, my lovelies!

In honor of Valentine’s Day Month, I’m offering my Shadow Maverick Ranch Series Boxed Set for $0.99! This is for a limited time, so get it while you can! (Offer ends March 31, 2015. Regular price for this set is $6.99.) Here’s what you’ll get…

Hard workin’, hard lovin’ cowboys. Welcome to Shadow Maverick Ranch.

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Gavin Mathis is ready to settle down. He’s quit his job and come home to Shadow Maverick Ranch to do just that. Too bad his decision caused his beautiful former colleague to lose her job.

Lauren Delgado is a no-nonsense businesswoman. She’s had a crush on Gavin for years, but has a strict “hands-off” policy with the men she works with. When her life takes an unexpected turn, there’s nothing to stop her from accepting his invitation to Galveston Island, where the policy is definitely hands-on.

Borrowed Cowboy

Paxton Mathis is committed to bachelorhood. One failed marriage was more than enough to remind him of the dangers of getting too close. He has his work on the ranch; he has his family. He has everything he needs.

Event planner Reese Jameson accepted the job at Shadow Maverick Ranch for one reason: to face her biggest regret. Paxton Mathis was her first love, her first everything. And ten years ago, after a night of unbridled passion, it all came crashing down.

The moment they see each other again, it’s clear the years haven’t doused the heat between them. On the contrary, their flames burn hotter than ever. Despite Paxton’s attempts to keep things casual, old feelings emerge alongside a fierce hunger to keep Reese in his life forever. Reese willingly accepts Paxton’s need to keep things casual, but she’s worried her heart won’t get the message.

When Paxton is forced to face his fears, will history repeat itself, or will he take a chance on a whole new future?

Cowboy Redeemed

Unlike his brothers, Clayton Mathis isn’t looking for the woman of his dreams. He works hard, plays harder, and enjoys every minute of it. And with his family preparing to expand Shadow Maverick Ranch, settling down is the last thing on his mind—until a sexy blonde makes him an offer he can’t refuse.

Of all the men in the bar, Ainsley Russell has to go and proposition the one man who will cause her nothing but trouble. The Mathis family has been persistent in their bid to buy her property. Inheriting her uncle’s ranch has given her the first home she’s ever known … along with a mountain of debt that threatens to take it all away.

After learning Clay’s identity, Ainsley can’t run fast enough. Or far enough … since the gorgeous cowboy shows up on her doorstep the next morning, looking to pick up where they left off the night before…

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Get your copy today! And spread the word! 🙂

As always, thank you for reading.

Until next time,


A Matter of View

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It snowed last night, just a little, but will probably be gone within hours. No, this is not a black and white picture although it seems to contain little more than shades of gray

This morning, as I considered the dusting of snow we had last a night—a rarity, by the way, for my Eastern Tennessee home—I searched for my morning mountain fix. The fog, or perhaps snow falling in the distance, prevented me from seeing the Great Smoky Mountains I’ve grown to need every morning along with my coffee.

For me, the snow was nothing, but for those who have never lived anywhere else, it was a reason for near panic. The local news showed pictures of empty bread shelves and milk coolers. My Internet news-feed featured similar scenes in New York City where residents prepared for several feet of the white stuff, not inches.

Growing up south of Buffalo, New York, I know snow. I lived with it every winter until after I graduated from college. Learned to drive in it. Winter often started in October and an April snowstorm was to be expected. It just happened, every year, and you dealt with it.

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My usual morning view this time of year as the sun breaks over the Smokies. It will eventually burn off the fog rising from the river that runs from the mountains you see in the distance.

It’s a matter of perspective, and experience.

The same could be said for writing.

Each of us brings our own, unique experiences and viewpoints to everything we write and read. Just the other day I wrote a scene that came so easily to me. It was about one of my women assassins, from my upcoming Black Swan series, who was finishing a mission in a Middle Eastern country. She couldn’t wait to shed the abaya she’d been forced to wear in the Muslim nation. Grace, my character, had to follow a male operative around her plane for flight pre-check, because even driving a car was a punishable offense, flying a plane would get her killed.

As a feminist, I felt her oppression, her need to be free once again.

Again, is the key word here. Grace knew what it was to have freedom of choice. She’d grown up in America where we women can do, and be, whatever we want. We learn from a young age about making choices, because we have them.

And it’s not just women. Last year I almost got my friend killed. Yes. Murdered. Executed. He’d asked me for a copy of my first book when it was released. I sent it to him. In Afghanistan. He had to hide it the whole time he was there. Because my book, Explosive Combination, has explicit sex scenes and a strong female heroine, it is banned in many countries.

So, like my character, Grace, who knew she would discard the abaya, and fly her jet and team of women home, I know the snow will melt, and I’ll see my mountains again in a day or two.

But there are women in this world who will never have the perspective those of you reading this do. They will never know the choices we take for granted. They can’t make the choice to read:

  • KaLyn Cooper’s hot, sexy book Christmas in Cancun
  • Lynn Lorenz’s Bayou Des Enfants, a male/male 4+ flames
  • Vanessa North’s Double Upinvolving two men who fall in love with each other
  • Aliens having more sex than you in Monette Michaels’ Prime Claiming, a Prime Chronicles short story,  erotic scifi romance
  • About Jianne Carlo’s Prymal Passion, a SEAL paranormal suspense that’s 4 flames HOT
  • Perhaps Rosanna Leo’s The Stand-In where the male and female have sex before marriage ~slaps face OMG!~ (just kidding, more like ooo-yeah!)
  • You could choose Becca Jameson’s Bound to be Tested,Emergence series Book 3, a BDSM menage m/f/f and 4 flames smokin’ hot
  • Seducing Kate by Emilia Mancini, a cougar/cub erotica and comes in with a 4 on the heat level (who caught the pun?)
  • Who can resist a Cowboy Redeemed by Parker Kincade, a contemporary western romance, M/F, 3.5 flames. 🙂 that’s hot and explicit
  • Robin Danner’s paranormal, slightly hot, shifter romance

We can choose to buy these books and read these books. We bring to these stories our emotional and life experiences, whether it’s as a reader or a writer.

I thank God every day, that I was born in the United States of America, free to make my own choices….and to write hot, sexy romance novels.

~~stepping down off my Rant box now~~

By the way, in the time it’s taken me to write this blog, all the snow has melted and the clouds are lifting. I can see the first ridge of foothills. 🙂

Happy Thanksgiving

Celebrate Thanksgiving

It’s Thanksgiving day here in the United States.

While I know many of you live in other countries, today’s post isn’t about promotion. Today is about appreciation. Gratitude. Being thankful.

And really, isn’t that what every day should be about?

Thank you for being here. Thank you for reading. Thank you for taking this journey with me. I wouldn’t be where I am without you.

“I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

I wish you all a safe and happy holiday season.


One Night Stand Gets a Makeover!

While I’ve been creating stories since I was a child, my professional career as a writer started just a few short years ago. Two, in fact. And it all started with a trip to Colorado … a month of peaceful writing time in the mountains … where I wrote a good portion of One Night Stand.

Now, two years later, I thought it was time for a fresh look. The ridiculously talented Pickyme has branded The Martin Family in a way I could never have imagined. When I first opened the file she sent me for this new cover, I gasped, clapped my hands together and said (out loud), “Hell yeah! Now that’s the Joe I envisioned when I wrote this.”

What do you think? Is this the Joe you envisioned?

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Get your copy today – only $2.99!

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Until next time…

You’re Invited!

It’s almost wedding time at the ranch, and you are all invited! White Collar Wedding is now available for preorder for only $0.99!

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Exclusively for Kindle and Kindle Unlimited, White Collar Wedding is a 7,700 word bonus short story from the Shadow Maverick Ranch series. You asked for it – here it is! 🙂




You’ve been cordially invited to the wedding of Gavin Mathis and Lauren Delgado.

What’s a cowboy to do when his bride-to-be cancels the honeymoon?

He takes matters into his own hands…



“A delightfully sexy addition to the Shadow Maverick Ranch series. Can’t wait to see what’s up next for Parker Kincade’s hunky cowboys.” — Monette Michaels, author of the Security Specialists International and Prime Chronicles series

RSVP (preorder) NOW, exclusively at AMAZON. ONLY $0.99!

Spread the word … and I’ll see you at the wedding!

Fall Madness and a Wedding

Happy Thursday my darlings! I love the fall. You know what I love best?

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That’s right, I’m one of those people. I buy pumpkin in bulk during the winter months, just to have it on hand in case I get a craving for something orange-ly delicious in the summer. (Yes, I’m aware orange-ly isn’t a legitimate word. But it works, right?).


Pumpkin pie, pumpkin cookies, pumpkin custard (are you seeing a pattern here?), pumpkin bread, pumpkin muffins, pumpkin latte … I’m starting to sound like that dude from Forrest Gump.

I shouldn’t discriminate against the other varieties of winter squash. The truth is, I love them all. My current favorite is the sweet dumpling squash. I like to carve out the top and clean out the insides (as you would a Halloween pumpkin – which is NOT a cooking/eating pumpkin). Then, I fill it 3/4 full with chicken broth. Replace the top and pop it in a 375 degree oven for an hour or so (until tender). Here’s the best part. Once I pull it out of the oven, I remove the top and spoon in 3 tablespoons of couscous. Replace the top and wait 5 minutes and voila! Dinner!

I wish I could take credit for this delicious way of preparing the sweet dumpling squash, but the credit goes to a male friend of mine who loves to cook. You know who you are. 🙂

This fall also brings the wedding of Gavin Mathis and Lauren Delgado to Shadow Maverick Ranch! And you are all invited! Mark your calendars – for $0.99, this is one event you won’t want to miss!











White Collar Wedding is an Amazon exclusive, bonus short story from the Shadow Maverick Ranch Novella series. Thank you to all the readers who requested this story. I’m thrilled to share Gavin and Lauren’s day (and night) with you. Available November 18th for the low price of $0.99!




Do you have any favorite pumpkin recipes? What are your favorite things about the fall?

Until next time,


New Release: Cowboy Redeemed

Hello my darlings! It’s time for another hot cowboy from Shadow Maverick Ranch!

Thank you to all the readers who’ve given my guys at Shadow Maverick a home. In appreciation, I’ve written a bonus short story, White Collar Wedding, that will be available for $0.99, exclusively from Amazon for Kindle and Kindle Unlimited. Stay tuned for the cover reveal, and the wedding is November 18th!

In the meantime, how about a little hotness from the ranch? Here’s a sample of what you can expect from Clayton Mathis in Cowboy Redeemed.


The Texas sun was in full force by the time Ainsley finished in the barn. Her clothes were soaked with sweat. She smelled like a horse and probably had hay sticking out of her hair like a scarecrow. And she felt fantastic.

Her muscles ached, but in the deeply satisfied way only achieved through physical exertion. Not the physical activity she’d hoped for once Clay had shown up unexpectedly this morning, but her work in the barn had done the trick in burning off her libido and filling her with a sense of accomplishment.

Using the hose, Ainsley rinsed off her arms and shook the excess water from her hands. She locked the paddock gate behind her and started the walk back to the house. Her grumbling stomach convinced her to swing by the kitchen long enough to make a sandwich before she headed into the garden.

As she neared the house, a soft bang sounded.

Ainsley stopped, cocked her head, and listened. Nothing. She resumed her walk, only to stumble three steps later when the sound echoed again.

What in the world?

Ainsley took off running. When she rounded the house, she came to a dead halt.

The place where her porch had been was now a mangled mess of discarded, rotted lumber. The steps were gone. The path to the front door? Yeah, gone.

And there on his hands and knees, shirtless and glistening with sweat, was Clay Mathis. All tanned, bulging biceps, and ropes of muscle undulating as he swung the hammer in his hand.

Bang, bang, riiiip.

Another board went flying.

Ainsley was stunned. A truck bed filled with lumber was parked next to the house. Panic threatened. She’d have to dip into the operational account to pay for that kind of purchase, which meant less money to pay what little help she’d managed to keep.

Goddamn it.

Bang, bang, riiiip.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Clay straightened his back. His mouth curled into a sexy smile when he saw her. “What’s it look like? I’m fixing your porch.”

“I didn’t ask you to fix anything. Put it back the way you found it.”

He wiped his hands down the front of his jeans and stood. “No can do. Jesus, Ainsley. You’re lucky you haven’t hurt yourself. Some of the boards disintegrated the minute I touched them. Even if they hadn’t, there’s no way I’d put it back. Damn thing was a death trap.”

“So you just decided to take it upon yourself to fix it? Without asking me?” From the looks of it, he’d been at it for a while.

“Pretty much, yep.”

Beyond irritated, she snapped. “And how much is all of this going to cost me?”

His eyes darkened as he looked her over, head to boots and back again. Ainsley’s cheeks heated as she waited for him to come out and say what was clear from his expression. The arrogant bastard wanted sex for fixing her porch.

Ainsley’s stomach flipped. She wanted him, but sleeping with him to resolve a debt came too close to whore territory. No thank you.

He jumped down, his long legs eating the distance between them in no time. “Hey, it’s okay.” He ducked his head to capture her gaze. “It’s not going to cost you a thing, Ainsley.”

“Then what was that look about?”

“Damn, you’re suspicious. I was just enjoying the view, darlin’. You look mighty pretty with dirt on your cheeks and straw in your hair.” He reached up and pulled a stray piece from her hair and let it drift to the ground. “What’cha been doing to get so dirty?”

Her nipples tightened.

How does he do that?

“I cleaned out the barn. It’s something I’ve been meaning to do for awhile, but hadn’t gotten around to.” She stepped back, needing distance while they talked. “I won’t let you pay to fix my porch, Clay.” As much as it would set her back, she’d make it right.

He waved an arm toward the truck. “The lumber didn’t cost anything. It’s left over from a deck my brother and I built a few years back. I kept the leftovers for a project I don’t have time for. Honestly, by using the lumber to fix your decrepit porch, you’re saving me the guilt of having an unfinished project hanging over my head.”

“I can’t let you do this for nothing. If you won’t let me pay for the lumber, then I’ll pay for your time.” She wouldn’t be indebted to him. Not in any way.

He seemed to consider that for a minute. “You know how to cook?”

Ainsley puffed out a laugh at his unexpected question. “Yes.”

“Then my fee is dinner.” He patted his flat stomach. “And don’t laugh. I’m a hearty eater. It’ll take me a few more hours to shore up the frame and add the new decking. I’ll need a shower when I get finished, but if you don’t mind me using yours—it’ll save me the drive home and back—we can eat before nightfall.”

The image of Clay in her shower hit her. With his height, he’d have to bend his knees to accommodate the showerhead. She imagined him, rivulets of water racing over his muscular body, the scent of her soap on his skin. Would he stroke his length to full erection and picture it was her hand instead of his own? Would he want her to join him?

Ainsley shifted. “And this is how you wanted to spend your Sunday?” She doubted it as much as she doubted his story about the lumber. He’d said his interest in her had nothing to do with his brother’s attempts to convince her to sell. Did she believe him? Or was this another attempt to gain her compliance? Improving the house added to the value, didn’t it? If Clay were in cahoots with his brother, he could kill two birds with one stone, so to speak. Add value to the house while endearing her to him with the gesture.

“The scenery is better here than at my place.” His voice turned thick, husky. “And we have some unfinished business to explore.”

Sweet mercy.

“So, how about it?” He stuck his hand out. “Have we got a deal?”

Ainsley studied his tanned face. The sharp angle of his jaw, the curve of his nose, eyes dark as coffee. He stared at her with a mixture of interest and amusement. There was no indication he was anything but sincere.

No sense fighting the inevitable. She’d started them down this path when she’d tried to pick him up last night. They were adults. And she wanted him.

“I planned to make spaghetti tonight.”

“My favorite.”

“None of that store-bought crap. I make my own sauce from ingredients out of my garden.”

“Even better.” He twitched his hand. “You gonna leave me hanging?”

Her sex clenched. Oh no, she wouldn’t leave him hanging. Not now, not later. She placed her hand in his and gave it a shake. “You’ve got a deal, but this is the last time you pull a stunt like this. If I need something fixed, I’ll take care of it. This ranch, this house—both are my responsibility. Got it?”

Even as she scolded him, a strange sense of satisfaction settled in her chest. She would take care of him tonight, in more ways than one. Her hands would create something to sustain him, while later, those same hands would give him relief—a massage for his strained muscles—and release—while she stroked him.

Ainsley wasn’t a girly-girl, but the innately feminine part of her purred at the knowledge she’d know him intimately before the day was through.

Clay jerked her against him, brows lifted. “What’re you thinking about, Ains? ’Cause I gotta tell you, the sexy expression on your face has me intrigued.”

The way he shortened her name made her heart flutter. She curled her arms around his neck and went up on her toes. “I’m thinking I’ve got a half-naked, sweaty cowboy all to my little ole self.”

The arrogant, panty-melting smirk made a reappearance. “That right? What’re you gonna do about it?”

Ainsley didn’t wait for him to take the lead. She dove in, lips first, and took the kiss she craved.

Clay didn’t disappoint. She half expected him to wrestle her for control. He didn’t. Instead, he kept his hold on her firm, but not pushy. His mouth opened at her insistence, and he seemed content to let her explore—his teeth, his tongue, his lips—to her heart’s content.

And explore she did. Not only with her mouth. She speared her fingers through his sweat-soaked hair and massaged his scalp with her fingertips. She traced the curve of his ear, tugging slightly when she reached the lobe. His broad shoulders were slick and hard. The light smattering of dark chest hair tickled her palms as she moved over the curves of his pecs. She took her time, learned what he liked by the rumble in his chest.

When she swiped a thumb over the flat disc of his nipple, his breath hitched. He stilled her roaming hands, nipped her bottom lip, and pulled away.

“Unless you’re prepared for me to fuck you right here in the dirt, your clever little hands better take a rest.”

She blinked. “What if I said I wanted you to fuck me right here in the dirt?”

He groaned and dropped his forehead to hers. “I’d say you’re an evil woman. I’d say give me the word and I’ll have you on your hands and knees. I’ll yank your shorts down and shove my dick so far inside you, you’ll feel me for a week. And I won’t give a shit if anyone sees us.”


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Parker’s Top Ten : TBR List

Happy Thursday naughty readers!

First – congrats to the BINGO winners. We all hope you enjoyed playing with us!

Okay – now on the the business at hand. It’s been awhile since I’ve done a top ten. So, in the spirit of fantasy football (yeah, I do) – I give you my TBR lineup for the fall.

Of course, with thousands to choose from on all my shelves and various devices, I reserve the right to change my mind. 🙂 So, in no particular order:

Parkers Top Ten TBR

1. Vipers Run by Stephanie Tyler. This is a new MC series for Stephanie that combines two of my favorite things: Military men and badass motorcycles.

2. Own the Wind by Kristen Ashley. Another MC series – are you starting to see a pattern? Hot dudes on motorcycles – I’m in.

3. Hell on Wheels by Julie Ann Walker. I know, I know. You are probably beginning to think I’m predictable (you’d be wrong!). I met Julie in San Antonio – got some really silly pics of us together too. She’s a cool chick and I’ve been wanting to read this series for quite some time. I ended up getting several of the other books (signed, of course) while I was there, too!

4. Straddling the Line by Jaci Burton (you predict that?). I mean, come on. Have you seen her covers? I love this Play-by-Play series, so having this book in my lineup was essential.

5. Hillbilly Rockstar by Lorelei James. Now, normally I’d have read this the moment it came out. I’ve been a little busy trying to finish my own western romance, Cowboy Redeemed (two scenes to go!), so I haven’t gotten to Lorelei yet. She’s a fav, so very excited to dive in!

6. Immortal by JR Ward. I mentioned these weren’t in any particular order, right? ‘Cause this book comes out on October 7th … and I will drop whatever I’m doing (probably at midnight) to read this one. I’m a die-hard JR Ward fan. 🙂

7. Mercy by Helen Kay Dimon. Okay, so here’s the deal. I kept seeing these intriguing ads for this book all over the hotel elevators at the RWA conference in San Antonio. I even snapped a photo (something I do a lot) to remember I wanted to read it. Lucky for me, I later met Helen and she signed a copy of this book for me! SCORE!

8. Masked Cowboy by Sarah M. Anderson. Sarah is one of my fellow blog gals over on the Wild and Wicked Cowboys blog. Actually got to hang with her briefly in San Antonio and she made me sorry I didn’t have my cowgirl hat with me. 🙂

9. Hard as it Gets by Laura Kaye. Another that’s been on my device awhile. I’ve managed to keep buying the series so, I’ve got them all, now it’s time to get started! I love tats almost as much as motorcycles. *swoon*

10. I’m reserving this spot for any and all of the releases happening with my Love, Lust and Laptop ladies. I get behind sometimes gals, but I do read your books!! Dear reader – you should too. 🙂

So there you have it. My subject-to-change-on-a-whim-or-new-release top ten TBR lineup. What about you? What are you reading? Anything on pre-order?

Thanks for hanging out with me today!

Until next time,


Time’s almost up … and Bingo Clue #9

Hello my darlings!

The time to puOccupationalHazardBundle_2500pxrchase White Collar Cowboy for $0.99 is almost up!

On August 31, Occupational Hazard, The Ultimate Workplace Romance Box Set will disappear … FOREVER!

Of course, White Collar Cowboy will still be available at all major eBook resellers, for it’s regular price of $2.99.

I’ve shared White Collar Cowboy on many occasions, how about a little taste of another book in the box set?

Written by my friend and partner-in-crime, Mandy Harbin, Against Company Policy, is a super sexy story about co-workers (who live in different cities) who find creative uses for technology to make up for the distance that separates them.

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CoverWhen desire is faced with physical boundaries, it’s time to get a little creative…and a little kinky.

Cassie Tucker, a hard-working project leader at a software design company, can’t believe her luck when she’s assigned to work with the hottest guy at the firm. Too bad his office is hundreds of miles away. Technology will get them through—both in the boardroom and the bedroom.

Ian Cope has had the hots for Cassie for two years. Landing this project with her is a dream come true. Until he discovers he’s expected to use Cassie to aid in a consolidation plan that will shut down her office. He really should keep things professional, all things considered. But she’s a temptation he can’t refuse…and he’ll go against company policy to have her.

Reader Advisory: Our clever heroine orchestrates a hot BDSM experience for her lover to enjoy via video chat. And if she must utilize the aid of her best friend to make it happen? Well, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do…


Either Cassie was starting to feel the effects of all this yummy wine she’d downed so far or she was lightheaded from what just happened. She preferred to put the blame on the alcohol. She was getting ready to respond when a new message window popped up.

Hi. You’re up late.


Gotta go, Sasha. Ian just messaged me.

Get out! Girl, I want deets on the morrow.

She closed their chat and stared at Ian’s message. What the hell was she going to say? Guess honesty was the way to go.

Was working. You have some great ideas. I sent you some other changes that I think need to be made.

Good. You have a Skype account? Since you’re working anyway, we can meet right now and go over some things without being interrupted.

Er, no, she didn’t have a Skype account. Her family lived close by and the only people she talked to online like that were through work.

Nope. But I can sign up real quick. I’m sure it’s not rocket science.

I’ll log on. Just do a search for my name and add me as a contact. Then select me and click video call.

Cassie created an account and added him as he’d requested. It was really easy. She opened up another window and logged on to her work network through the VPN connection, so she’d be ready for their impromptu meeting. Then she clicked the appropriate button on Skype to initiate the call.

“Hi, there,” Ian said when he came into view.

God, he was gorgeous. Cassie had only seen him in a tie, unless he wore a polo on casual days. Now he was in a tight-fitting t-shirt. It was faded but showed some football team and fit him like a second skin. He sat far enough back from his computer that she could see the tops of his lounge pants and upper thighs, but was too far for her to notice any bulge to discredit Sasha’s silly broken-dick theory.

He took a swig of his beer and set it aside, his muscles rippling with little effort. When he licked his lips, moisture pooled between her legs. She fantasized about what he could do with that wet tongue. Her nipples hardened, making her acutely aware of how thin her spaghetti-strap top was. She suddenly realized she’d had way too much to drink tonight and shouldn’t have agreed to this, but was too buzzed to care as much as she should.

“Hey,” she said a little too breathlessly, grabbing her glass of wine, swallowing the last of it and filling it up again, damn near draining the bottle. With as much as she’d had to drink, her mouth shouldn’t be so dry.

He chuckled. “Looks like you’ve had fun tonight. Unless you had someone helping you with that bottle.” He took another pull of his beer.

“Nope. And I actually stopped working before I really started feeling the effects, just so you know.”

He threw his hands up, one still holding his beer. “Oh hey, I’m not here to judge. I’m on my fourth one of these.”

“Good, then if I go down, I’m taking you with me.” She chuckled as she took another sip.

Something dark flashed across Ian’s eyes but was gone before she could fully analyze it. “So tell me about yourself, Cope.”

He cocked an eyebrow with his beer halfway to his luscious mouth. “What do you want to know, Tucker?”

She tilted her head as she thought. “Do you live at home with your mom?” Cassie blurted.

He spewed beer before throwing his hand up to his mouth. He swallowed and coughed as he laughed. “Where the hell did that come from?”

She was trying not to laugh at the scene he made, but she wasn’t doing a very good job. “Just answer the question, Cope,” she said with mock seriousness.

“No, I don’t live with my mom.”

“Damn,” Cassie muttered as she took another sip of her wine. There goes one possible theory.

“What did you say?”

“Oh nothing, nothing.” She waved her hands dismissively. “I probably should’ve just asked how tall you were instead.”

“What does that have to do with living with my mom?” There was genuine amusement in his eyes.

Cassie shrugged innocently. It wasn’t as if she could come out and tell him about her conversation with Sasha.

“I’m six-two.”

“Damn!” she mumbled into her wineglass.

He laughed. “I don’t know if I should be offended or what. Normally, women like a tall man who doesn’t live at home with mommy.”

“Not me.”

Ian leaned forward, setting his beer down. “No?”

“No. I like short titty babies all the way. Even better if they have broken dicks.”

He threw his head back in a fit of laughter and slapped his chest, leaving his hand over his heart while he got his composure. Damn, but he was sexy. Cassie wished she could just crawl through the screen and straddle his lap.

“Well, I’m batting zero, darlin’,” he said as he wiped his eyes.

“I knew it’d never work,” she said, feigning disappointment.

His smile began to fade and he swallowed, though he didn’t take a drink. He rubbed his hands on what had to be his legs, but Cassie couldn’t see that far. He seemed to be getting uncomfortable, and she felt guilty for allowing the conversation to trickle into an inappropriate area. Heat tinged her cheeks, but as much as she wanted to say it was because of embarrassment, she knew that’d be a lie. No matter how he felt, she was turned-on and too buzzed to be smart about this. Her pussy was wet and she ached to touch it. Oh yeah, as soon as she ended this call, she’d be taking care of herself, pretending it was Ian Cope.

She finished her wine quickly. “Well, I think I’m too drunk to get any work done.” And too horny. “I’ll catch you tomorrow.”

“Wait, I—”


Cassie clicked the button and the screen got smaller. Then she pushed her laptop away and fell back on her bed. God, why did that man have to be the hottest thing she’d even seen? And now she knew he was tall, self-sufficient with a working dick. She groaned at the thought of what he could do with his big, hard cock and pushed her pants and panties down her thighs. She let her fingers trail lightly over her belly to her pussy, slowly tracing the seam.

“I want you to touch me,” she whispered, imagining it was Ian’s finger about to breach her barrier.

Her finger slipped into her wet folds and she gasped. She pushed two fingers inside and fucked herself slowly, teasingly. She worked her fingers, thrusting until more cream flooded her. Then she pulled out, circling her swollen nub.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Like that.”

She wanted Ian’s mouth on her, ravishing her, drinking her honey, sucking her clit, his large body hovering over her, dominating her. Even though she tried it once, she never really got into the whole Dom/sub dynamic, but she had to admit a little domination was sexy as hell. Just the thought of him holding her down, seeing to her pleasure, ensuring his own, was enough to send her to the edge. She stopped teasing herself and shoved her fingers back inside her pussy while she used her other hand to rub her clit. She frantically tried to get herself off, thrusting her hips up, fucking herself while she fingered her hard button. She was moaning, so close, almost there.

She squeezed her eyes shut because she started to see stars. Then colors exploded behind her eyelids as her climax hit. She was panting as she brought herself down from the heights of her pleasure when she heard a masculine roar. She shot up in the bed, yanking herself out of her foggy bliss to see Ian’s image within a smaller screen on the laptop. Oh, fuck! Please don’t be a live shot. She clicked to enlarge it and gasped when she saw him sitting in the same place he’d been when she had disconnected their video call—or when she’d thought she’d disconnected it.

Only he wasn’t watching her. His head was thrown back, his hand fisted around his cock, stroking it while cum shot onto his belly and all over his hand.

She was frozen as she stared, mortified at what he’d witnessed, yet fascinated at what he was doing.

Groaning, he looked up and saw her looking at him, her image sobering him.

“Cassie, I—”

She shut the laptop before he could finish.

This was bad. This was very bad.

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And now … BINGO CLUE # 9! Good luck!

Until next time …


Clue 9


Cover Madness

Can you believe it’s that time again? I can’t. I feel like the slowest writer on the planet, yet here I am, revealing another cover for your viewing enjoyment. Due to all the traveling I’ve been doing these last few months, this book isn’t quite done yet. But, how about a little (unedited) teaser?


“I want more from you than just coffee, Ainsley, as I made clear last night. You were pretty clear in what you wanted from me, too. And before you go insulting me again, this is about you and me. Nothing else.”

You and me.

Oh, shit. She liked the sound of that a little too much.

“You’re only here because I ditched you.” She palmed his chest as he leaned into her space. His masculine scent filled her nose, made her want to bury her face in his neck and breathe him in.

“Ah.” Clay teased his lips along the line of her jaw. “And I’d still be here if you hadn’t ditched me last night. The difference being we missed the pleasure in the middle.”


How about a little cover action for Clay? I’d love to hear what you think about it!



Watch for Cowboy Redeemed, coming mid-September!


We will be having our very first Bingo game starting Monday, August 11! Email Emilia at emilia (dot) a (dot) mancini (at) gmail.com to get a card. She’s doling them out to anyone who wants one. Starting August 11, we’ll be sharing clues to help you determine which space to mark on your card. The first person to call Bingo (across, diagonally, or up and down) wins a print copy of Love In The Cards autographed by several of the LLL ladies. Only one card per participant please!!

Until next time…