6-13 Jan: Prep for move from Alaska to Texas.

14-16 Jan: Vacation in Seattle, Washington (gorgeous!).

16 Jan: Arrived in San Antonio, TX for my first day as a full time writer!

19 Jan: Edits for Primal Hunger were turned in to my editor.

20 Jan: Edits for A Familiar Kiss began.

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Genres: Parnormal, Christmas/Seasonal Theme

This is a short story!

ISBN: 978-1-60521-530-3

Sex, magic, and cookies…what a treat!

Recruiting for the Kitchen Witch Society has never been so sexy. Krista’s got all the eye candy (and magic skill) she could ever hope for in the hard body of amateur chef sensation Chase Hamilton. Now if only she can get him to show her a taste of his handiwork inside the bedroom…

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No whining from this side. Just life. So NaNo is a bust for me, but I can’t work up being upset about it. I’m back home with those I love during the holiday season. Kim Knox and I discussed the NaNo phenomena and how the month of November is packed full of crazy life interruptions. We miss the days of Sven and our own writing goals.

Lucky for both of us, Kait Nolan has set up a challenge I can sink my teeth into. A Round of Words in 80 Days. I love it! I’ve signed up and will be tracking it on my Writing Blog.

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Solar Skies
Genre(s): Science Fiction Erotic Romance
ISBN: 978-1-59578-646-3

Sometimes you’ve got to risk it all…

Kayanna Lord will stop at nothing to destroy project Sol before any more die, even if it means forcing a bond on the one man who holds her life in his hands.

Fighting for his life is nothing new to Auron Sterling. He’s on the run from men who would dissect him for his genetic secrets. Trust no one. Until Kayanna.

With the odds stacked against them in a universe opposed to genetic manipulation, only together can they find the strength to destroy the madman bent on creating the ultimate genetic weapon.

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In a moment she had the panel back open, and was knocking on Shon’s door. It slid open, and the greeting she’d planned died on her lips at the sight of him in nothing but white linen pants. Ebony skin stood stark against the material. It was thin enough that she had little doubt he entertained the same need she suffered from.

The breadth of his chest and the cut of his muscles brought an ache deep in her pussy. He was primal and delicious. “Hello.”

“I really like that you purr for me.”

Kaia arched an eyebrow. “Your ego is astounding.”

He held out his hand. “I’ve piqued your curiosity.”

Kaia tilted her head. One hand touched the curve of her throat. His eyes tracked the movement with sensual precision, leaving Kaia breathless. She strolled past him, letting her tail slide up and around his body.

“Has your Jake decided on a plan?” Was that a growl she heard in his voice? Her pussy slickened, and repressed feral appetites jumped again to the surface.

“Jake isn’t my anything. And yes, he has. We move when it’s time to attend the fireworks.” Her pussy ached. Damn, this was insane.

“And?”

A purr rumbled from her chest. “Until then we keep ourselves secure in your room.”

Her tail caressed his chest, and flicked away when he would have touched.

“Whatever will we do with the time?” Shon let the door fall shut. Kaia saw the subtle shift from host to predator, in the lines of his body, in the way he watched her. Shon locked them in with a quiet click of the mechanism. A sound that ricocheted through her heart, beating it into a rapid staccato.

“You play a dangerous game.” His voice was a warning growl, likely meant to startle or warn, but left Kaia with moisture dripping from her pussy.

“Would you prefer I leave?” Kaia lowered her lashes and waited, body primed for lust.

“You’re past that option now, sweet.” His expression turned hungry, and his pupils dilated. A spicy scent filled Kaia’s senses.”It’s begun.”

The hair on the back of her neck stood on end. “What has?”

“The hunt.” His grin was primal, dark.

Kaia slowly backed away, keeping her hands in front of her. “Do you like the suite?”

“It’s large and accommodating enough for my needs.” Fangs gleamed with his smile.

“What needs would those be, Elder?” Her inner muscles tightened with repressed excitement. When would he –
He moved, faster than any biped she’d ever seen. Kaia sprang from her spot, and ran through the entryway to the large sitting room.

Kaia kept the furniture between them while they stalked each other in a circle, each movement keeping the other equidistant. Shon ran his fingers down his hard chest until they hooked under the waistband of his linen pants. In seconds they dropped.
Kaia’s mouth watered at the sight of Shon’s hard dick. Thick and round and just as delicious as the rest of him. She wanted to taste, to lick. And if he didn’t do something soon, she was going to throw him down and fuck him. While her instincts protested that, she was human enough in her genome to want some satisfaction.

His palm stroked the length of his cock. A soft mewl escaped her throat, and she bit her lip to keep silent. His other hand touched his balls, rolling them around in his fingertips. What would her pale hands look like on his skin?

“You have no place to go. Why don’t you give up?” His mocking smile brought a spark of anger to the surface of her lust-filled mind.

“You should know what happens when a cat is cornered, honey.” She was tempted to strip as well, but stayed her hands. Soon enough.

“I might.” He stalked and the slow dance began again.

Kaia licked her lips. His body was beautiful. Sweat slicked his skin. Each movement was like sex in motion. He moved forward and she backed away. Shit, he was changing his direction. Her pussy creamed in anticipation.

He stepped forward again and she backed up. Her thigh hit something hard. Pain shot down her leg and she hissed through her teeth. He pounced and she jerked away, using her other leg to spring from her position.

She dropped to all fours and her gaze slid between his cheeky grin and the table his hand now caressed. Ambushed by a table. Her pride smarted a bit.

“I can taste your lust in the air.” His slow inhalation drew her gaze back to his cock. Fluid pearled at the tip and she moaned softly. Her hand touched the bruised muscle of her thigh, soothing the ache.

“I can see yours.”

What are the prizes?

Prize one:

Waiting for Wednesday ebook by Mari Carr

Autographed print copy of Dream Machine by Jayne Rylon

Only Yours ebook by J.R. Patrick

Choice of backlist ebook by Rhian Cahill or ARC of Coyote Home

Prize two:

Choice of ebook backlist by Jambrea Jo Jones

Death, The Vamp and his Brother tote bag, plus winner’s choice of Lexxie Couper ebook.

Choice of backlist title by Dawn Montgomery

Autographed copy of backlist print title by Nicole Austin

Prize three:

Bath and Body gift bag courtesy of T

Choice of backlist title and a package of TimTams from Jess Dee

Rodeo Heat by Desiree Holt

Prize four:

Choice of backlist title from Amanda Young

$10 gift card to Amazon courtesy of Valerie Tibbs

Choice of backlist ebook from Vivian Arend

Blog tour (you don’t need to go in order, but you do need to comment at all of them to be eligible for a prize.)

Mari Carr

Desiree Holt

Viv Arend

Pearl’s House of Romance

Jambrea Jo Jones

Z.A. Maxfield

J.R. Patrick

Carol Lynne

Jayne Rylon

Lexxie Couper

Dawn Montgomery

Valerie Tibbs

Larissa Ione

eBook addict

Amanda Young

Rhian Cahill

Nicole Austin

Jess Dee

Selena Illyria

Lila Dubois

I wrote a little something about our military in my LSB blog post today. From my husband, to my friends, my writing mentors, and my grandfather, I’m proud to know you and wish you a wonderful Veteran’s Day.

There’s a lovely model in Georgia who’s recently been in several magazines and photo shoots. I’m not her. So please stop sending me all the wicked and downright scary things you want to do to this poor woman. I hope she has body guards and an incredible sense of danger. I have no way of getting hold of her, so don’t send me emails that way either.

There’s a Jeri Dawn Montgomery in Houston who accidentally killed someone b/c she was texting while driving. Anyone who knows me knows how I feel about texting while driving. As a matter of fact, I hate phones as a general rule, so it wasn’t me. (Nevermind the fact that I don’t live in Houston and am not serving a prison sentence). So please stop sending me hate mail about irresponsible texting. I assure you, this isn’t me.

The awesome female basketball player. She’s awesome…really. You need to see her play. I did and I was amazed. But nope, not her. I’m only 5 feet tall.

So maybe I should tell you a little bit about myself. I’m short, chubby with red hair, blue eyes, and pale skin (and freckles!) that can only come from major sun avoidance. I’m Irish, Scottish, and Shawnee in my heritage which makes me all-American. LOL!

I’m happily married and have some of the best kids in the world…even if they do their best to drive me crazy. I’m scatterbrained and spend my time making people laugh or making them feel comfortable in their own skin. I’ll never be a model or basketball player. To be honest, the only sports I like are solo sports. Hiking, running, walking, weight lifting…I’m picked last in pick up games b/c I am just that bad.

Dawn Montgomery is a penname.

For those of you who wonder why I “hide” behind one, I need only look to the stalker-eque emails for these other Dawns to confirm my instincts. My family is my life and endangering them by allowing unknown people access to my personal information is reckless.

This will be posted up on my “About Me” page under the FAQs.

Genre: Paranormal, Short Story, Erotic Romance,

ISBN: 978-1-60521-260-9

Released: July 2009

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Written for Tariana, stay strong girl.

Prairie dogs may be low on the food chain, but Riley Cates is anything but. More man than dawg, he’s finally carved his place in Barkus. Until Tara walks back into his life. Now there’s no turning back, because once Riley has his taste, he’ll never be able to let her go.

Tara’s drawn to the one man who holds her soul, her happiness in his paws. And no matter what happens, this time, she’s playing for keeps.

Note: While this is a multi-author series, the title is standalone.

The concept of Dawg Town wasn’t my own but I jumped at the chance to write an unconventional shifter. I’m a firm believer in balance. The ladies and gents at Changeling were awesome (as always) to work with. I hope you’ll check out more of this series HERE.