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After three months of working almost non-stop I am taking a break. Woo Hoo. I have a couple of weeks off before I head out to RT and I’ve decided instead of starting a new story I’m going to do something crazy, like maybe clean my house or spend time with some friends. Don’t worry though, as soon as I’m home from RT my nose will be right back to the grindstone. I have a few stories ideas just waiting to be let loose. I am excited to announce Veterans: Through the Fire is going to be released in print. All four Veterans stories will be put into two volumes and my story will be paired with Rachel Bo’s story, Veterans: Risen from the Ash. I don’t have a date yet, but stay tuned and I’ll let you know. Next month I’ll be telling exciting stories of RT, so until then … ~Liz
I just finished up In the Cards, the second story in my Paranormal Powers series. Now that it’s done, I’m going to take a little break to get ready for RT but when I get back it’ll be full steam ahead on the sequel to Hotter Than The Fourth of July.
I’ll be attending the Romantic Times Booklovers Convention in Pittsburgh, April 16-20th. I forgot to mention in last month’s newsletter I will be part of a special group of authors doing a reader’s event on Friday, April 18th at 3 pm entitled, “Sinfully Sweet! Or Come and Get Some!” Do you like sweets, games, and erotic romance? If so then join some of your favorite erotic romance authors and come have some fun! Play wickedly funny games for awesome prizes and have some sweets while you're at it. So get ready to have some naughty fun in the Sinfully Sweet Workshop. I am also going to attend Book Expo America 2008 in Los Angeles, California, May 29th -June 1st. I’m very excited to see what this event is like. Finally, I’ll be attending the Lori Foster Reader Writer Get Together in West Chester, Ohio, June 6 – 8th. I’m looking forward to talking to readers, so if you plan to attend any of these events, please stop by and say hi. Maybe we can get together for lunch or drinks at the bar. That’s always a good time. I’ve already had a contest winner for the Faery Court Scavenger Hunt. Congratulations to Billie. Don’t fret though because there are a lot more possibilities to win. Check it out.. HOW TO PARTICIPATE IN THE FAERY COURT SCAVENGER HUNT: Entrants must be 18 years or older to participate. Visit each Faery Court author’s site listed below. Find where the faery is hiding. Make a list of the faery’s location (what website page it’s on) at every author’s site and e-mail the complete list to Eden Robins. The members of the faery court hold the magical key, so here they are for you to see: Cheyenne McCray Eden Robins Liz Andrews Brit Blaise Taige Crenshaw Sahara Kelly Kayce Lassiter Lena Matthews Amanda McIntyre Liddy Midnight Bridget Midway Joy Nash Cassie Ryan Vijaya Schartz Cricket Starr Eve Vaughn FAERY COURT SCAVENGER HUNT RULES:
Sugar and Spice, Loose Id When they finally reached the empty campground area, Scott spread a red and black checkerboard-designed blanket underneath a shady tree and gestured for her to have a seat. The spot was perfect. Concealed from the regular hiking trails, it was a diamond in the rough. Most people passed right by it without knowing it even existed, which was exactly what he wanted. No one would disturb them here. They could be as wicked and wild as they wanted. “We won’t have weather like this for much longer.” Rayne noted as she took a seat on the blanket and turned her face to the sun. “That’s the beauty of an Indian summer. All the warmth without the killer heat.” Scott joined her on the blanket, kicking out his legs in front of him. “So what’s in the picnic basket?” “That’s a bit of a secret.” Scott took his time planning this little outing. Everything in the basket had a dual purpose and if he had his way, he’d feed her physical hungers as well as the carnal ones. “Sounds very mysterious.” She had no idea. “Prepare to be dazzled.” Reaching into the basket he pulled out a chilled bottle of champagne, a plate of cheese, and a bowl of strawberries. Her eyes lit up with delight. “Consider me dazzled.” He uncorked the bottle and poured them both a glass. She tilted the glass back and he watched the white column of her throat as she swallowed the cool liquid. With a seductive little smile, she leaned back on her elbows, pushing her breasts out as if in invitation. Damn she was beautiful, like a Rubens painting come to life. He wondered what she would do if he asked her to unbutton her sundress for him. After taking the lid off the bowl, he removed a strawberry and pressed it to her closed lips. She opened her mouth to take a bite of the luscious fruit. “Hmmm, delicious.” Yes, she was. He wanted to taste her like she tasted the red berry, savor her sweetness and devour her whole. Some of the juice dripped from the side of her mouth and without conscious thought he leaned forward to lick at the droplets. Although sweet, he knew her lips would be sweeter and moved to capture her mouth. She parted her lips to accept him. As they kissed, she reached up and wrapped an arm around his neck, holding him closer to her. Lost in her touch he slowly lowered her to the blanket. Her eager response roused his passions, but he had plans for their outing and he didn’t want to forgo anything. He reluctantly broke their kiss, but didn’t immediately move away. Instead he ran a finger along her jawline and down her throat to the opening at the top of her dress. With nimble fingers he popped open two of the buttons. “What…” Her dazed expression detailed the effect of their kiss on her. “Just improving the view.” The flush that covered her face spread over the generous curves he’d just exposed. He reached out to the food he’d laid out and picked up a piece of cheese, popping it into her mouth. She lowered her gaze as she chewed, but with a finger under her chin he tilted her head up. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing, it’s just weird to know you’re watching me eat.” Scott frowned in confusion. “Why?” “Because.” She shrugged her shoulders as if that answered everything. It didn’t. Not even close. “Because why?” Rayne began to sit up, but Scott nudged her back down, refusing to allow her to run away. “Talk to me, baby.” “Because you look like you and I look like me.” “I like the looks of you. A whole lot.” “There’s a lot to like.” Her derisive tone came through loud and clear. “Hey now.” Scott brushed his thumb over her bottom lip. For the life of him he couldn’t believe the words coming out of this sexy mouth. “Don’t you know?” “Know what?” “Know how utterly beautiful, sexy, and desirable I find you.” “Why?” “Because you’re you.” It was as simple and as complex as that. “From the first day I met you, you’ve been on mind nonstop.” “You’ve been in my thoughts as well, daily.” “I really don’t want to let you out of my sight.” “I’m glad,” she replied almost shyly. “And feeding you is for my own pleasure. You bring out the caveman in me. I want to feed you, care for you, take care of you.” “Drag me home by my hair?” She teased. “Maybe.” The thought did have some merit. He had never felt such an intense connection with someone before. “But I have some plans for you before dragging you home.” “Sounds interesting.” She licked her lips and he groaned remembering those lips wrapped around his cock. “Damn baby, you make me want to forget my seduction campaign and just move in for the kill.” “Ah ha, so the big plan was seduction. Tell me more.” “Good food, good wine, good loving.” As he spoke he reached down and grasped the bottom of her sundress, slowly pulling it up and exposing her legs to his touch. “And a good time for all.” “I like this plan.” “I think you’ll more than like it.” Sitting up, Scott dipped his hand in the basket once more and fumbled around until he felt a satin cloth. With a wicked grin he pulled out the blindfold and dangled it on his finger. “You’ll love it.” Rayne’s gaze shot from his to the black material then to his utter and complete pleasure, she smiled. “When you’re right, you’re right.” Damn. There was no two ways about it. Scott was in love.
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