Thursday, 28 November 2013

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Lawyer Alaina Simmons never imagined that she would be defending her deceased father against accusations of terrorism when she agreed to protect his legacy, a group of documents he’d placed in an archival repository.  FBI Lawyer Donovan Prentice insists that her father and the organization he worked for were terrorists and that crucial evidence is in the documents Alaina has sworn to protect.  Now she is forced to combat the FBI and her compelling attraction to Donovan Prentice while unaware that she is also Donovan’s suspect. 
Special Agent Donovan Prentice is working undercover posing as a lawyer in an attempt to gain access to the evidence he needs to convict a group of terrorists as well as determine if Alaina Simmons is working with them.  Things become complicated as Donovan becomes more intent on getting his suspect in bed than putting her in  jail.
When the bullets start to fly and the lies begin to unravel Alaina and Donovan begin to explore their intensely sexual relationship, but the couple will have to learn to trust each other both in and out of bed before the terrorists’ game of intrigue can end.
Warning: This book contains steamy sex scenes and amusing banter.

Tuesday, 12 November 2013

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Here's my favorite Christmas Cookie Recipe

Cinnamon Roll Cookies

Prep time30 minutes
Total time2 hours 30 minutes
Portion size60 cookies
3/4 cup (175 mL) butter, softened
1 cup (250 mL) packed brown sugar
1 egg
1 tsp (5 mL) vanilla
2-1/2 cups (625 mL) all-purpose flour
1 tsp (5 mL) cinnamon
1/2 tsp (2 mL) baking powder
1 pinch salt
Cinnamon Sugar:
2 tbsp (30 mL) packed brown sugar
2 tbsp (30 mL) butter, softened
1 tsp (5 mL) cinnamon
Cream Cheese Glaze:
1/4 pkg (250 g pkg) cream cheese, softened
1/3 cup (75 mL) icing sugar
2 tbsp (30 mL) milk, warmed


In large bowl, beat butter with sugar until fluffy; beat in egg and vanilla. Whisk together flour, cinnamon, baking powder and salt; stir into butter mixture in 3 additions. 

Divide dough in half; shape into discs. Wrap each in plastic wrap; refrigerate for 1 hour. (Make-ahead: Refrigerate for up to 24 hours.) Let stand at room temperature until soft enough to roll out, about 15 minutes. 

Between waxed paper or on floured surface, roll out 1 disc of dough to 12- x 10-inch (30 x 25 cm) rectangle. 

Cinnamon Sugar: Combine sugar, butter and cinnamon; spread half evenly onto rectangle. Starting at long side, roll up dough. Wrap in plastic wrap and refrigerate until firm, about 30 minutes. Repeat with remaining dough and filling.

Cut rolls into 1/4-inch (5 mm) thick slices; place, cut side down and1 inch (2.5 cm) apart, on parchment paper–lined or greased baking sheets.

Bake, 1 sheet at a time, in 375ºF (190ºC) oven until pale golden on bottoms and edges, about 10 minutes. Let cool for 1 minute on pans on racks; transfer to racks and let cool completely. (Make-ahead: Store in airtight container for up to 5 days or freeze for up to 2 weeks.)

Cream Cheese Glaze: Combine cream cheese, icing sugar and milk; drizzle over cooled cookies.

Relentless-Coming December 2013

Michaela Prentice and Jordan Marsh's friendship began in the worst of circumstances after she discovered his girlfriend in bed with her fiancé.   It had seemed only natural to spend time together as they got over their mutual breakups, but she soon realized Jordan wanted more than friendship.

Jordan Marsh knew the minute he met Michaela that he had to have her. Unfortunately she was already taken, but he wasn’t about to let her get away. When Jordan sets a goal he’s relentless until he gets what he wants, and what he wants is Michaela.

As they make the transition from friends to lovers, Jordan exposes a sensual side to his nature that Michaela didn't know existed and can't seem to resist.  However, Michaela quickly learns that Jordan isn’t the friend or lover she thought she knew. His world is filled with secrets and she soon finds herself caught up in his deceptions.  Is she facing another betrayal?

“Wow! You look good enough to eat!” Michaela declared as she opened her front door, eying the handsome tuxedoed man standing before her.  Jordan Marsh was hot with his thick, wavy, dark blond hair, and sculpted features.  And, God, let’s not forget that lean, fit body.  He was the kind of man that women fantasized about, unfortunately the two of them were just friends.
“Well, if you insist. Go right ahead. I’m certainly not going to stop you.” Jordan casually leaned his broad shoulder against the doorframe as he tilted his dark blonde head to the side in his usual cocky manner. “I might add you look pretty hot yourself tonight,” he said, his blue eyes sparkling as he appraised her figure with obvious appreciation.  “Nice… You look great in that red dress.  Now turn around so I can get the whole picture.” Michaela did as he asked and Jordan nodded in obvious appreciation.
 “Yep, very sexy. I definitely like the way it scoops low in the back and the front.  It looks like I am going to have to beat the men off with a stick tonight.”
Michaela laughed, her chestnut curls bouncing as she leaned forward, giving him a quick hug as she pulled him inside her town home.  She hadn’t been able to resist buying the full-length evening dress, with its spaghetti straps and plunging neckline; it showed off her figure to perfection.  She might be petite, but she was proud of her hourglass figure. “Feel free to shower me with as many compliments as you like,” she insisted good-naturedly.  She scrunched her pert nose, her chocolate brown eyes clouding with momentary self-doubt. “You don’t think it’s too much for an office Christmas party do you?”
“No,” Jordan insisted, his warm eyes sparkling with humor. “That dress looks awesome on you, and it disguises the fact that you’re vertically challenged.”
Michaela tried to look annoyed at his teasing, but failed miserably.  “Do you always have to make fun of my height?”
“Of course I do it’s too much fun not to.”  Flashing a pleased grin at what he obviously thought was a clever response.
“I think you need another hobby besides making fun of me,” Michaela informed him, enjoying the easy banter they always shared.
Jordan shook his head in denial, his face softening as he smiled at her. “Nope, I don’t think so.  I am perfectly content with this one. It satisfies all my needs.”
Michaela shot him a skeptical look and gave an unladylike snort before saying, “If that is satisfying all your needs, I suggest you start dating more.”
Jordan’s eyes filled with self-deprecation and something else she couldn’t quite identify. “You’re right about that one,” he said, pausing briefly before asking, “I hate to put an end to this stimulating conversation, but shouldn’t we get going to your party?”
Michaela looked at her watch quickly. “You’re right we should get going. Let me just grab my wrap.”  She opened the hall closet and  retrieved the garment along with her purse. “I just want to thank you again Jordan for taking me to this party.  I hate going to these things alone and since I’m not dating anyone I thought you were the ideal candidate.”
Jordan took the wrap from her hands and placed it on her shoulders, his hands lingering a little more than necessary.  He moved his hands up and down her arms lightly before he released her. Michaela felt a shiver go down her spine at his touch while she breathed in the scent of his spicy cologne.  What was that about she wondered?  Jordan is just a friend, nothing more she reminded herself.  Although it wasn’t the first time she had been forced to issue that particular reminder.
“You know me, free food, free drinks, I’m there,” he said easily as he escorted her out the door with a firm touch on her lower back.
Michaela was so distracted by her reaction to Jordan that she didn’t even notice the crisp, cool air of this December night in Boston.  She turned and locked the door. Angling her head toward Jordan she treated him to a satisfied smile.  “Well, in that case I guess I am doing you a favor.” 
Jordan gently grabbed her hand and guided her down the steps beside him. “No way, Michaela, I am not letting you get away with that. Let’s get this straight.   I am doing you the favor which means you owe me.” When they reached the sidewalk, he raised his free hand to hail a cab.
“Does everything have to be a competition with you?” she asked in exasperation while wondering when they had begun this hand holding thing.  It wasn’t that she was old fashioned, there were just some invisible lines that weren’t crossed when you were just friends.  Hand holding was definitely crossing one of those lines, she was sure of it.  She tried to ignore the way he was rubbing the inside of her palm with his thumb.  It felt so intimate that it made her body shiver.
“Michaela everything is a competition,” he told her as a taxi pulled up to the curb, and then he casually helped her into the cab.
Michaela shifted on the seat making room for his large frame. “Even between friends?” she asked.
“Especially between friends,” he assured her.

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Friday, 8 November 2013

Waking Sarah Blog Tour

Vegas Mates, Book 3

Council threats and Renata’s deadly attack leave the Vegas pack scrambling to regroup…

Heartbroken over the death of her fiancé and tortured by a voice in her mind that’s haunted her since childhood, Sarah McLain learns her true ancestry after attending her best friend Margaret’s wedding. Can the pack save Sarah from the darkness that threatens to overwhelm her? Or will the wolf inside drive her over the edge before they can show her being a supernatural being is a good thing?

Chris Michaels is in charge of training the new latent werewolves at the O’Hearn mountain inn, now known as Woodhaven. His focus is tested when he finds out the beautiful but sad redhead, Sarah McLain, is his trainee.  The connection he feels to her is strong but not magickal, and his wolf claims it foolish to listen to his human instincts.  Can Chris heal her broken heart in time, or will he lose the woman he knows is perfect for him.

Stop #5 – Excerpt

Chris Michaels trotted across the meadow behind Woodhaven, the name Margaret christened the old inn with. It was a good name. The inn was impressive after all the work they had put into it. It had a huge main living area downstairs, a smaller commons area on the second floor, a dining room that could seat about sixty-five, a kitchen that could feed an army, and thirty-six guest rooms spread between the second and third floor. It also had a hidden entrance to a huge basement area through the pantry in the kitchen.
He darted down the narrow walk between the inn and the work shed to avoid any prying eyes that might be peering out their windows. The dew-covered grass between his paws was invigorating and even nicer on bare feet, he noted, shifting quickly. Much more inviting than Vegas sand, though the nightlife in Vegas was fabulous. This place was like living under a rock —literally.
A pair of sweatpants lay exactly where he’d left them by the door. He slipped them on and ducked inside.
He’d taken the Demakis girls out to see a movie last week at the one and only theater in Logan. They didn’t serve alcohol, and he’d suffered through an emotional chick flick without a single drink in his system. Then Nicole had told him he wasn’t her mate. He already knew, but it was sweet that she’d tried to let him down easily. When he’d arrived at Woodhaven a month ago, he’d already been told she’d turned twenty-five. A little harmless flirting never hurt anyone, but he wanted the same thing she did —a true mate.
To be continued tomorrow…

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Meet the Author:
Paranormal Romance author, Krystal Shannan, lives in Texas and is married to the love-of-her-life. They have a spunky young daughter who believes in fairies. Krystal professes to loving shoes, but avoids wearing them at all costs. She teaches in the public schools and writes as much as she can in her free time. If any more spare time can be squeezed from her day, she enjoys reading romance in all genres, but especially paranormal. If it has a 'Happily Ever After', she's on board!

Krystal Shannan
Putting Magick in Romance one Soul Mate at a Time.
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