Showing posts with label excerpt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label excerpt. Show all posts

Saturday, September 03, 2016

BEFORE is featured in Cosmopolitan!


Thrilled to see BEFORE featured in COSMOPOLITAN!

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Monday, August 01, 2016

RELEASE DAY! Saving Sara


Super excited about the release of SAVING SARA, my 1st women's fiction (& 59th!) novel that is a #1 romance/women's fiction bestselling novel in the UK/Aust before release!

Check out an exclusive excerpt at Heroes and Heartbreakers.

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Friday, September 06, 2013

The Smutty Kitty


The WICKED HEAT blog tour rolls on and today, there's an exclusive excerpt from the book over at THE SMUTTY KITTY.

Plus more chances to win that $50 gift card!

Friday, July 26, 2013

Monday, July 15, 2013

Smooch



Here's a smooch from my current Harlequin Kiss release.

(Plenty more where that came from! *kiss kiss*)

Monday, May 27, 2013

My last Kiss for May


This is the last week for HER DEAL WITH THE DEVIL to be on shelves before the next batch of Kiss books launch.

Here's my final snippet.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: NOT THE MARRYING KIND


This week's snippet from NOT THE MARRYING KIND follows Beck and Poppy's wedding reception.

Poppy needs some space, Beck follows her along the Vegas Strip.
He's asking the hard questions she doesn't want to answer, namely how 'real' she wants this fake marriage to be.


“I hate you,” she muttered, indecision pinching the corners of her lush mouth. “But I have to give you points for being up front about what you want.”
“What do you want?”
She hesitated an eternity, gnawing on her bottom lip, before her challenging gaze met his.
“You.” 

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Sunday, August 05, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: Not the Marrying Kind


This week's Six Sunday snippet follows Poppy and Beck's wedding ceremony in NOT THE MARRYING KIND.
They've arrived at his desert home in Red Rock Canyon and have been flirting madly.


“What’s the next tradition?”
“The wedding night.” His hands spanned her waist and lifted her slightly so she came in contact with evidence of how excited he was to consummate this marriage.
“But it’s still morning.”
His lips grazed her ear. “Good. Gives me a chance to see you better when I...”


And yeah, it gets hotter from there!


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Sunday, July 29, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: NOT THE MARRYING KIND


Last Sunday I introduced you to Poppy Collins, the divorce party planning heroine in my new release, NOT THE MARRYING KIND ($2.99, Entangled Publishing's Indulgence series.)

In this snippet, she's discussing heading to Vegas to meet her first client, bad boy Beck Blackwood, with her BFF and assistant Ashlee.


“And here’s another tip. When in Vegas, always bet on black.”
“I’m not gambling—”
“Black silk, satin, lace, whatever. LBD, push-up bra, stockings, you’ll have him throwing the big bucks at you.”
“Dressed like that, it won’t be for my party planning skills,” Poppy muttered, earning a grin from Ashlee. 


Head here for more Six Sunday snippets.


Sunday, July 22, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: NOT THE MARRYING KIND






My first Six Sentence Sunday in a while courtesy of life intruding but I'm excited to be back!


With NOT THE MARRING KIND releasing this week, I thought it fitting to introduce you to Poppy, the party planning heroine who's snarky and sassy and downright fun.


Here, she's chatting with her BFF and assistant Ashlee about launching Divorce Diva Daily, a blog promoting her divorce party idea that will save her sister's party planning business.
Ashlee isn't convinced.


“Hey, I’m mature.”
Ashlee raised an imperious eyebrow and pointed at her desk. “You’re saving a printed RPatz autographed Twilight flyer, your Gryffindor Forever stick-on tattoos are plastered everywhere, and you’ve been clubbing three times this week.”
“I like to bust a move.”
“And the rest?”
“Can never have enough sparkly vamps or Harry 
Potter around.”



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Saturday, April 07, 2012

Lucky 7 meme

I got tagged for this by the lovely Kathy Bradey, YA writer and Sydneysider who I love chatting with.

The Lucky 7 Meme Rules

■Go to page 77 of your current MS/WIP

■Go to line 7

■Copy down the next 7 lines–sentences or paragraphs–and post them as they’re written. No cheating.

■Tag 7 authors

■Let them know

So here's mine from NOT THE MARRYING KIND (Entangled Publishing Indulgence series) releasing soon!

She wanted him, wanted this, whatever this was.



He plundered her mouth, long, hot, moist kisses that left her boneless and mindless with desire until all she could do was sag against him, soft and pliant and wanting. So much wanting.


An eternity later his lips eased away, lingering long enough to place a surprisingly sweet kiss on the corner of her mouth.


“So what do you say?” He traced her bottom lip with a fingertip, the residual tingle from his kiss intensifying as he stared at her with the determination of a guy used to getting his own way. “Marry me?”


She wanted to say no.


She wanted to tell him where he could stick his proposal.


Instead, she nodded, a reluctant “yeah” tumbling from her lips a second before he claimed them again.


Tagged:

Natalie Anderson
Liz Fielding
Rachel Firasek
Cathryn Hein
Kate Hardy
Rachel Harris
Rachael Johns

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: Interview with the Daredevil


Today's Six Sentence Sunday snippet is taken from my current release, INTERVIEW WITH THE DAREDEVIL.

Ava and Roman meet under interesting circumstances (colliding in a hotel swimming pool).
Ava, freshly divorced and the ex-PM's daughter, can't help flirting with the hot extreme sports fanatic.

“You’re a sporting neophyte.”

“I’ll have you know I’ve taken great interest in Aussie Rules since I’ve moved to Melbourne, and I watch the tennis and the occasional golf.”


“That’s because you like men in tight shorts, Nadal’s broad shoulders and Adam Scott’s torso when he swings a club.”


Laughter twitched her lips. “Let me know whether to pack my binoculars when I come watch you get pulled behind a boat on a ridiculously small board.”


“Neophyte and a perv.”

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Sunday, December 04, 2011

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY: Busted in Bollywood


It's that time of the week again, SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY.

With BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD now released in print and e-book form, I can divulge Shari and Drew have faced many obstacles to get to this point.


“I like the way you think,” I whispered, as his hands and mouth played me like an instrument. 
A well-used, much-practised, finely tuned instrument that sang the more he played.
I sang—boy, did I sing. Beyonce, Pink, and Lady Gaga had nothing on me.
Drew had me coming back for encore after encore.
All night long.

For more Six Sundays, check here.

(Don't forget my Booklover's Giveaway below.  And today I'm over at Kerrin Hearfield's blog with another fabulous Indian recipe taken from BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD. Easy, delicious masala chai.)

Sunday, November 27, 2011

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY: Busted in Bollywood


Just over a week until BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD releases, eeek!

Today's snippet takes place when Shari meets the Rama family for the first time, and her 'betrothed' Rakesh. (In reality, her friend Amrita's betrothed-she's posing as Amrita and she needs to ditch the guy!)


I’d met the three stepsisters and the fairy godmother—of my nightmares. Before I could beg a drink from the nearest servant, who moved among the guests with a fancy gold tray bearing goblets filled with fresh lime juice, Rakesh appeared and I blinked at his beauty all over again.
“Could we talk?” His soulful brown eyes reminded me of a beagle puppy I’d once found as a kid: docile, trusting, and eager to find a good home. In this case, I hoped Rakesh didn’t have his sights set on the Big Apple. New York wasn’t big enough for the both of us, considering one of us was a big, fat phony.

Check out more Six Sundays here.
 
(Don't forget the Black Friday giveaway in the post below ends tonight, Sunday, at midnight US time.)

Sunday, November 20, 2011

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY: Busted in Bollywood

 
This week's snippet from BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD takes place when Shari and Drew finally catch up for a drink in New York City at her favourite bar.
Where she runs into her ex...
 
Not introducing Bollywood Boy to the Toad would make me look like a bitch and as much as I wanted to:
a) throw a drink in the Toad’s face;
b) wiggle my little finger to indicate the size of his dick and smirk knowingly;
c) saunter away;
d) all of the above.
I took the wuss option:
e) when in doubt, put your best Manolo forward and hope it crushes the loser beneath it.
Sliding my hand around Drew’s arm, I managed a smile as fake as the Toad’s. “Drew, this is Tate Embley. He’s a liar—oops, I mean lawyer. Silly me.”

And their chance meeting fires up after this!

For more Six Sentence Sunday snippets, check here.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY: Busted in Bollywood

Another Six Sentence Sunday snippet from BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD (releasing in less than a month, woo hoo!)

In this set up, Shari has accompanied Amrita to JFK, where her friend meets Rakesh (her arranged betrothed) for the first time. However, Shari has other motives, namely seeing her secret crush Drew.

Trying not to launch at him like a depraved fiend, I shifted my weight side to side, waiting until he stood before me, six-feet-plus of corruptibly hot English male, complete with Burberry coat and loafers.
“We meet again, Miss Jones.”
That voice. Rich and warm, like hot honey spreading through my veins and sweetening every inch of me.
I’d mentally rehearsed a thousand witty, casual remarks to demonstrate my sophistication and how my presence here meant nothing other than as support for Rita. Predictably, I couldn’t think of one as his smile sparked his eyes until all I could focus on was endless, gorgeous blue.

Check out more SSS here.

Sunday, November 06, 2011

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY: Busted in Bollywood

The week flies and here we are again, time for another SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY.

BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD: After surviving the intrigue, fake engagements, secrets and lies in Mumbai and NYC, Shari and Drew may finally have their chance...

“Extra large?” I plucked the gold foil packet out of his hand, excitement making mine shake.
After all the crazy shit I’d dealt with over the last year, the karma fairy had finally gotten something right.
“Scared?”
“Impressed, more like it.”
And hopeful, very hopeful.

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Sunday, October 30, 2011

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY: Busted in Bollywood


This Six Sentence Sunday is a snippet from BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD (Entangled Publishing, December 2011).

Shari's ruminating over her relationship with Drew.

As much as I loved the incredible sex, I knew this wouldn’t last forever.
But I couldn’t help craving a little intimacy.
Late twenties, single, female. Do the math.
Flirty flings were fabulous until you hit the big three-O, all downhill from there. Biological clocks started ticking like time bombs waiting to detonate, gravity exerted more force on your life than your mom, and suddenly, the dog-ugliest creep looked like Jake Gyllenhaal.


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Don't forget I'm giving away 3 signed copies of my current release, SEX, GOSSIP & ROCK & ROLL in the Spooktacular blog hop below.


Sunday, October 02, 2011

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY: Busted in Bollywood

Here's another Six Sentence snippet from BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD.



           “Yes, yes, very exciting. The young man who delivered it was very handsome, very big, great body, make good husband.” She clapped her hands like a hyperactive child while I resisted the urge to clap my hands over her ears in a swift judo chop.
            I didn’t want a husband, least of all one who delivered letters reeking of Brut 33.
            Choosing silence as the best defense against Anjali at her matchmaking worst, I tore open the envelope and reeled back as the overpowering stench shot straight up my nostrils. Even if this guy was Will Shakespeare and Dan Brown rolled into one, I couldn’t tolerate longer than a quick scan of his prose before I fainted from the fumes.

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