Thursday, August 11, 2016

Seducing Sarah - My Hell Yeah! Kindle World Story @Maddiejames

Yesterday I shared the news about my latest release, Seducing Sarah. Today I'd like to share one of my favorite scenes with you. Here's a excerpt from my Hell Yeah! Kindle World story, Seducing Sarah. Remember, you can pick up a copy of your very own at Amazon!

SEDUCING SARAH
an excerpt

Sarah woke in the same position in which she went to sleep—with her cheek resting against Cole’s
chest, and his arms wrapped snug around her. Not sure how long they had lain there together, she knew it wasn’t long enough. At least for her. She could lay in his arms forever and not complain.
But how was he feeling about all this?

She’d barged into his room like she’d owned the place and never stopped to think that perhaps he had plans. He had just showered—obviously—his skin dewy soft and damp, contradicting the hard plane of his chest, tempting her. The towel wrapped sloppily around his thin hips.

She’d wanted to run away and bury herself in his arms, all at the same time.

But God, what she really wanted was for him to bury himself in her.

Her thoughts shot back to him standing there in the room wearing nothing but a towel. Even in her frantic state of mind, she’d noticed that he was one fine-looking specimen of cowboy. His chest was hard, his stomach flat, with pretty much a six-pack instead of a belly. She liked that. What she’d wished, that she’d been brave enough to slip her hands down under that towel and slide them over his hips to see what else was underneath.

My. She was getting wet just thinking about it.

Cole stirred, and his knee pushed between her thighs. Damn. A little higher and she could almost rub herself up against him nicely and…

Stop it, Sarah. He doesn’t even think of you in that way.

Doesn’t he?

Of course he does. Right?

Her mind drifted back to him in the towel. He’d held her close, and she had felt something then, hadn’t she? Something hard against her lower belly—something hot and yeah…he definitely wanted her.

She smiled against his chest.

But had he planned to simply go to bed—or was he headed out for some nightlife, or perhaps down to the patio to socialize with the others? Maybe that raging hard-on she felt wasn’t even for her. Maybe he had some other chick in the wings.

He’d said he was turning in, but maybe he was just being nice. If he’d had plans, she had definitely stalled them—or had she?

To say she was confused was an understatement. How could she feel so wonderful, so darned quick, with him? She barely knew him, and yet, she was lying in bed with him now, wrapped up into his sinful body, like a human burrito.

This couldn’t happen now. As much as she liked him playing the white knight role, she knew he couldn’t be the one to save her—not from Max and perhaps, from herself. She was naive, a hayseed country girl, as her manager had said. She had no business sense. Heck, six months ago she was waiting tables at a diner in Sturgis, waiting to be discovered.

Then came American Star, and the discovering began. And now here she was—in a pickle of a mess, with no easy way out. At least as far as she could see. And in Cole Steven’s bed. As much as she loved the idea of that, she knew she needed to get a grip on herself and woman-up to face the situation at hand. She should have left this room last night. She shouldn’t even have come in the first place. She shouldn’t have forced herself on him.

Shouldn’t. Shouldn’t. Shouldn’t.

But she did.

And he’d insisted that she stay. With him. Right? So it didn’t sound like he was bothered by the fact he was stuck with her for the evening.

Darn it. She sure hoped he didn’t feel stuck.

Sarah shifted and sighed, snuggling in closer. She would enjoy this for a long as she had it. They really only had the weekend, didn’t they? She wasn’t going to expect anything else. But dammit, there was no reason why she couldn’t let her hair down for a couple of days. Right?

But she didn’t want to send him the wrong message. Did she?

And what would be the wrong message?

She hated one-night stands. She’d heard how her brothers talked about the women they’d hooked up with for a night, and she definitely didn’t want to be one of those women. But this didn’t feel like that, did it? Even though she wanted him to screw her brains out?

Geez. This man-woman thing could be so darned complicated, at times.

But the complication dissolved when Cole cinched his arms around her a little tighter. Something about the way he tucked her up into his long body, like he was claiming her—leg thrown over hers now, and everything—made her feel warm and secure and happy.

Yes, happy.

And still a mite confused
.
In fact, if she let herself, she might bubble over with the thought of how happy she felt when she was around him—while she was running down the hallway of this huge house screaming in fear of the unknown.

But he was awful nice. A great guy, it seemed. Kind, considerate, protective. Sexy. Hell yeah. Sexy… A gentleman. In her extremely limited experience being around him, that is....

Cole was different from most men she knew.

“Such a gentleman,” she whispered.

After a moment, he returned sleepily. “I sure hope so.”

“You’re awake.”

“Barely. Don’t move, please.”

“No chance.” She nuzzled against him with her cheek and snaked her arm around his waist to hug him. “I’m glad you’re a gentleman.”

He sighed. “If you knew the thoughts rolling through my head right now, you might not think I’m much of a gentleman….”

“Oh?”

He shifted and scooted back a little, and grinning, Sarah lifted her face to look into his. He smiled back and kissed the end of her nose. “You’re safe with me, Sarah McClendon. I have no plans to seduce you this morning.”

This morning? What about later?

“Rain check?” Sarah mentally slapped herself upside the head. What was she thinking? A small thrill raced up through her and she felt the corner of her mouth tip up. Oh my.

He cocked a brow. “Well…”

Her cheeks grew warm. “Well I suppose I’m disappointed,” she said, teasingly.

Colt jerked his head back and laughed. “You, little lady, don’t want to go there. Not right now.”

Sarah jutted out her lower lip.

Cole groaned. “Seriously Sarah. I had no idea you were such a tease and as much as I love that…” He perched himself up on one elbow and washed a hand over his face. “As much as I love a tease, don’t be offended if I don’t deliver.”

Sarah sat up. “There you go again,” she said. “Ever the gentleman.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he continued, touching her cheek and peering into her eyes. “I don’t know how to be any other way. My dad was a good, hardworking, honest man, and I try to live up to who he was, every single day. I lost him way too early, but I’ve never forgotten how he treated people—and especially women—and how he treated me.”

“I imagine you are a lot like him then.”

He nodded. “I strive to be.”

“Ummm.” She stretched a little. “I don’t know you very well but I do know that you are a good man. I trust you.”

Cole palmed her face in his big hand. She looked into his eyes and watched his gaze play over her. “Sarah,” he began, “You’re right. We don’t know each other very well…”

“And yet,” she added, “here we are in bed together.” She giggled. She liked talking with him and giggling and teasing while they were in bed. It sure beat the heck out of how she was feeling last night. And it sure did counter her confused thoughts from a few minutes ago.

She was being intentionally flirty, and she should stop.

“I know. I’m sorry. I should have slept in the chair. But…”

“No you shouldn’t. You slept right where I needed you to be.” She paused and searched his face. “Cole, I needed you, and you were here. That means a lot.”

“Sarah, I am right where I needed to be.” He briefly closed his eyes and exhaled, then opened them again. “I never want to take advantage of you. I don’t want to move too fast. I don’t want this to be the only weekend we have together. I…”

She put a finger on his lips. “Cole, stop.”

“What?”

“Just stop.”

“Stop what?”

“For just one moment, stop being such a damn gentleman.”

He blinked. “What?”

“Kiss me.”

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Hell Yeah! I'm in Sable Hunter's Kindle World @MaddieJames

Today I'm excited to share my latest release! I've teamed up with eleven other authors in the debut launch of Sable Hunter's Hell Yeah! Kindle World! 

We've all been working hard to pull this together and I'm happy to say that Seducing Sarah, my book in the series, is available at Amazon today!

Here's a peek at all of the launch books.


Let me tell you a little about....
Seducing Sarah

Sable Hunter’s Hell Yeah! Kindle World 
Montana Heat, Book 2
Sweet Water Ranch, Prequel 

Can a love-at-first-sight weekend turn into the happily-ever-after neither are sure they even want? 

When Cole Stevens travels from Montana to Texas to close a business deal with his old friend, Heath McCoy, he never expects to close in on a relationship, too. But with one brief moment of contact in the airport with a pretty young woman carrying a guitar, his heart starts to unravel.

Sarah McClendon, fresh out of the gate after landing the runner-up spot on American Star, is touted as the up-and-coming country music star of the year. When she tangles with her manager at the Highlands Ranch annual barbecue, Cole steps up to the plate to protect her from the smarmy, poor excuse of a human being.

But it’s just a weekend right? Cole will be back home on the ranch in Montana come Monday, and Sarah has a career to get off the ground. Can a love-at-first-sight weekend turn into the happily-ever-after neither of them are sure they even want?

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Monday, August 08, 2016

Today's New Release - A #Kobo exclusive - The Montana McKennas Boxed Set

Jan Scarbrough and I are offering a special deal to our #Kobo readers for the next two weeks. We are releasing the complete Montana McKennas series in a boxed set, currently listed at Kobo only, and for a really great deal at $2.99 for the next two weeks.

Don't usually buy your books at Kobo? No worries. It's easy to set up an account there and they have this cool Super Points thing where you can get discounts off the books you buy by earning points. Anyway... So don't let that stop you from taking full advantage of this deal.

I'll be honest--Jan and I are undecided if we will offer this set for sale at other retailers. If we do, it will be at retail price, I'm pretty certain. We're going to see how things go after August rolls by. So, I'm saying it COULD be released at other retailers down the road, but right now we have no plans to offer it at this low price again for quite some time. So now's the chance. (Remember, the regular retail price for this set is $8.99)

Not sure what books are included in this set? Well, here you go:

THE MONTANA MCKENNAS BOXED SET

Welcome to McKenna Ranch! Meet Brody, Callie, Mercer and Parker—the four siblings in the clan of James McKenna, a Montana rancher, and their mom/step mom, Liz. Growing up on the ranch was a great life, until Callie and Parker’s mother passed away, leaving James a widower. It wasn’t long, however, before he remarried, bringing Liz into their lives, along with her son, Brody. Soon, James and Liz added a new McKenna to the family, when daughter Mercer was born.

Brothers and sisters are prone to disagreements and this Brady Bunch family of step, half, and full siblings is no exception. As they grew up on the ranch, they learned values that stuck with them throughout their lives—even though they may live apart as adults. But there is one thing that will bring them all back together. Their father’s only wish.

Beginning with a short prequel novella that tells the story of James McKenna and Liz Caldera, and how they came to blend their families, these stories put you on the McKenna Ranch near Yellowstone National Park. This series continues with Jan Scarbrough’s Brody, and with Maddie James’ Callie following, with additional stories that bring all the siblings home to the ranch.

These sweet to sexy stories give you a glimpse into Montana rodeo and ranch life, and of course, provide lots of contemporary cowboy love and romance.

Included in this set: The Montana Ranchers Series

The Montana McKennas: Prequel, Book 1, by Jan Scarbrough and Maddie James
Brody, Book 2, by Jan Scarbrough
Callie, Book 3, by Maddie James
Parker, Book 4, by Maddie James
Mercer, Book 5, by Jan Scarbrough
Liz, Book 7, by Jan Scarbrough

The Montana Heat books written by Maddie James are not included in this set.

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Tuesday, July 26, 2016

LEGEND’S LANDING BED & BREAKFAST, THE COLLECTION – BOOK 1-13 @MaddieJames


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Bed, Breakfast and You – Chef Suzie Schul tangles with fling from her past only to realize that he’s come to town with a plan—and that plan includes making her his, forever.

Home for the Holidays – When Suzie’s estranged sister Chelly finally comes home for the holidays, Suzie does more than forgive her sister – she sets her up to reconnect with her old high school flame. 

Perfectly Matched – Chef Suzie is cooking up more than biscuits when she tries to work matchmaking magic with the town wallflower, and the hunky country music singer who has come to town.

Hot Crossed Buns – What’s a small town cop to do, when the love of his life runs away when he pops the question? He hires a matchmaker to lure her back.

Dates Du Jour – Speed dating? Speed eating is more like it when Suzie tries to matchmake puppy nanny Lyssa Larkin with every available bachelor in town.

Side Dish – When Nora Patterson meets Suzie, the Matchmaking Chef during a book signing at her store, she finagles a matchmaking picnic lunch date for two. But her date seems more interested in her best friend, Becca…

Mate to Order – When Suzie’s success as a matchmaker hits the national scene, about the same time as her debut cooking show, her new producer comes to her with a list of requirements—for a ‘mate to order’ husband.

Murder on the Mountain – Legendarian Kate Carpenter thinks her Tennessee State trooper husband is dead. ATF Agent Michael Lehman knows he is not. When he goes undercover in her Legend Elementary classroom, his mission is to determine how Kate fits in the middle…

Romancing the Scone – Suzie’s cousin Sidney Schul, owner of Sidney’s Sugar High Coffee Stop and Bakery, makes the best damned scones south of the Mason Dixon. All is well until a mysterious stranger stalks her scones, and attempts to romance her out of her famous recipe.

Better Than Chocolate – When chocolatier Scott Matthews escapes to Legend, he wants nothing to do with anything chocolate. New York transplant, Jillian Bass, only wants to start over in a new town with her chocolate shop, Bittersweets. When Scott takes one whiff of her Belgian truffle, all bets are off….

Hard Candy Kisses – New Year’s Eve is just around the corner and Patti Jo Baker has tried every trick in the book to land a date for the annual New Year’s Eve Bash at The Lodge. This includes setting up a kissing booth at the Legend Elementary Winter Carnival….

Star-Crossed – When Jasmine Walker returns to Legend after a fifteen-year absence, she doesn’t expect her troubled teenage past to collide with her well-planned, professional future.

Not This Christmas – Nora Patterson crashes into the back end of Reverend Rock Peterson’s SUV on a snowy Christmas Eve night, and finds herself snowbound with the attractive minister. She’s prayed for someone to share her life—could Rock be the one?

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Just Released - TRUST ME

What if you were the last blue-eyed woman?

The year is 2095. The Americas Revolution has ended. And Cyan Sebastian—the last blue-eyed, Caucasian woman known to exist in the Western hemisphere—is on the run. Her safe and sequestered life ripped apart, she is running with a man who has sworn to protect her. A man who once hunted her for the bounty she would fetch. The man whom days before, killed her father.

Devin McCrae is that man. Having tracked Cyan and her family for years, Devin never dreams her father will one day drop her in his lap, with a proposition he cannot refuse. He never imagines that instead of hunting Cyan for the bounty on her head, he will become her protector to the end, and safeguard her from all the others.

Most of all, he never expects he will fall for her. If ever there was a woman who is hands off—Cyan Sebastian is that woman. Turns out though, keeping her hands off him, is the bigger problem. And it’s a deadly one, at that.

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She woke later with a warped heaviness hanging over her, one that she couldn’t quite grasp. Sleep. Deep sleep had come in the night. Blessed sleep. And she was ever so grateful.
But the heaviness that encircled her came from something more than a sleep-of-the-dead night. It came from something warm and secure and safe, all-encompassing.
All consuming.
And it smelled like a man.
Cyan fluttered her crusty eyes, focusing her gaze across the way. Yes. Still in the cave. Facing the opening. But she was tucked back into a cranny, shielded from view.
She could only see the top half of the opening, and knew it was daylight. Bright sun pierced the depths of the cavern for about five feet inward. Beyond that, it was dark. Dark around her. Dark around them.
Them.
For what shielded her from view was McCrae’s arm lying protectively across her face.
Her father used to do the same, lay beside her—her and her mother—his arm draped over them, protecting….
Tears stung the backs of her eyelids. Her parents. Both gone.
What would she do now?
She lay on her side, half on her stomach, her right cheek resting against the cave’s dirt floor. McCrae was nearly on top of her, his bare arm draped snug over her from behind. His body wrapped protectively around hers. His weapon in his hand.
Poised. Pointed outward.
Nothing was getting to her unless it got to him first.
Drawn to his dark skin—much darker than hers—she almost lifted a finger to smooth over his forearm. Touch him. Run the pads of her fingertips over the dark, fine hairs of his arm.
But no. Not a good idea.
She had no doubt that should the smallest movement, the slightest sound alert McCrae, awaken him, he would be up and shooting within a millisecond. She wouldn’t risk touching him. Even though she was intrigued, fascinated by the tone, texture, and color of his skin. He was Mulatto. A novelty for her, in some respects, as much as she was a novelty for him.
Something to explore another time.
Mulatto. The term, she’d read and heard from her parents, was once derogatory to Blacks of African Heritage, and others in the United States of the Americas. Her father, a scientist, and her mother, a forensic empath, had home-schooled her well as they tripped from hiding place, to hiding place, across the globe. Although considered resident citizens of the United States, they called whatever country they’d landed in—temporarily or semi-permanently—their home.
In some cultures, she’d learned, the use of the term Mulatto was accepted—in the old United States, not so much. But now, on the cusp of the 22nd century, in the true melting pot that was the United States of the Americas, it was a common term worldwide.
Mulatto. It was the norm, rather than the exception.
She was the exception, rather than the norm. Caucasian.
But for now, he slept. And she would let him.
He needed to rest for whatever came next.
They needed rest.
It was okay. Her pursuers were far away. Off track. Off course. Frustrated.
She knew it. Sensed it. Her sight became clearer when she was rested, calm, safe… And she trusted her sight, her gift, more than anything.
Had to.
McCrae’s head lay lax against the side of her cheek. The heaviness comforted her, in a strange way. The steadiness of his inhale-exhale-inhale-exhale calmed her. The stubble of his whiskers raked against her temple. The pound of his heart beat against her back in a steady staccato rhythm. She could feel it. Somehow the murmur of it all reassured her.
He’d protect her. To the end. She was sure of it.
A slight snore escaped his lips. His breath sifted soft and moist across her cheek. Warm.
Hot.
Lying so damned protectively across her.
Dammit.
Something stirred in her gut. Zinged throughout her body. Her chest.
No. Not him.
Not now.
Trust him.
No, dammit. Not in that way. Not with her heart, anyway. But her father bade her to trust him. Trust this Devin McCrae. Those were his last words. His last action. She wondered if he realized how difficult a task that would be?
Trust him? Yes.
Give her heart? No.
Never.
She wasn’t even sure she had a heart to give. With her body? Maybe. That might solve at least one immediate problem. Although it was more than forbidden. Giving over her body to a man could mean certain death.
And likely death to whomever she gave it to.
****
There were days Devon McCrae pondered how his life had ended up as it had. After all, he was just a poor kid who grew up in a rough neighborhood in El Paso. He didn’t really know his father—just what his mother chose to tell him—and he figured what she hadn’t told him he was better off not knowing. He knew there was a jail term because he’d overheard his mother talking to their priest about it on occasion.
At least his mother had insisted upon his religious upbringing. For all the good it did him now. If there was a God, he had surely offended him and then some over the years.
His sins were many. He doubted atonement would come in his lifetime. Or afterlife. If there was such a thing.
He didn’t possess a college education but had earned a degree in hard knocks—not to mention natural street smarts. A few tours in the Middle East running special ops added to his education. Enlisting was the best thing he’d ever done for himself, until the Army turned him to the other side. At least he’d learned how to shoot.
Sniper.
Assassin.
Hired gun.
Bounty hunter.
Whatever you wanted to call him. Whatever he needed to be. Didn’t matter. All the same. A way to make a living. Survive.
This time, however, the tables were turned. Unexpectedly. Edward Sebastian had been the unlikely turner of the events.
As he lay still in the cave, his gaze trained on the entrance, the leaf-filtered morning light creeping in, and the floral scent of Blue’s hair tickling his nostrils—he decided he couldn’t ponder this turn of events any longer.
Block it.
Not a killer now. Protector.
He’d made a deal. A life-altering deal. In the process, he’d likely sealed that deal on his own life. Rather than the hunter now, he was the hunted.
Tables turned.
Maybe my soul has a chance now. Although he doubted that one act of good would erase the years of killing.
Edward Sebastian had gotten to him. Blue had gotten to him.
Tables turned.
Block everything else out. Mission at hand. Get them to Betatakin.
Get her to her safe place. Deliver her. Only then he could ponder the blunders of his own life.
Blue stirred in his arms. She would wake soon. He needed a game plan.

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