Friday, August 19, 2016

COMING IN HOT BLOG TOUR & GIVEAWAY~#9~AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT MUFFY WILSON~

Walking on the edge with the underbelly of society in the shadows of the night could be hazardous to your health
…or worse—deadly.

Today's Spotlight: Healing Hearts by Muffy Wilson @SexyMuffyWilson #ASMSG #cominginhot #Rafflecopter #RPBP
'Coming In Hot'
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Today's Spotlight 
Healing Hearts


Healing Hearts
by
Muffy Wilson


Coming In Hot Paranormal & Contemporary Medical Romance Boxed Set 

Paramedical meets paranormal: 
Shifters, Werewolves, Vampires, and More!


Paramedical meets paranormal in this steamy set filled with doctors, nurses, paramedics, shifters, werewolves, vampires, and more!
Get a dose of romance, STAT! 
Featuring NYT, USA Today, and Amazon bestselling authors, we're Coming In Hot with paranormal to contemporary, and sizzling to seductive bedside manners by the doctors, nurses, paramedics, and more in this boxed set.

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Walking on the edge with the underbelly of society in the shadows of the night could be hazardous to your health
…or worse—deadly.

Brianna Denton walked the night and crawled the pubs searching for her sister’s murderer. Drugs and alcohol drove her twin to prostitution in the shadows and rat holes of the underbelly of North Beach society.  Brianna lived her sister’s life on the tight edge of the raw reality until she pushed someone too hard, too fast.

Someone wanted her dead too.

Tatianna’s life drew Brianna into the bowels of the dark underground society, but to who’s destiny—her own or Tatianna’s?

He’d seen her on the streets, in the flea bag bars and pool halls the midnight scum frequented. She fascinated him with her Mediterranean beauty and her disdain. She was fast, unapologetic, but her curves were slow and yielding. He ached for her until one night slithered into the wee hours of the early morning at Blu’s Balls. The smoke in the pool hall hung in the air like a noose from the ceiling.

She wanted a bath but she wanted the blond-haired, blue-eyed man with the heart-shaped face and the gentle mouth more, first.

Dr Ben James recognized Brianna immediately when the EMT’s brought her into his ER. He hadn’t seen her since that night—the night she picked him.
Can he save her life? If he can’t, can he forget her?



Muffy, likened in style to one of the Bronte sisters and Anne Rice, is an award winning bestselling author of provocative romance about love, sex, hope and passion. An American author of the popular Shadow Seduction Series (a paranormal love story) and the Ribbons of Moonlight Series (a contemporary romance), she has penned a dozen other books and anthology collections. 
Muffy was born in Texas to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and 'came of age' in France which forged her joie de vivre and love for books and writing. Married and living in the tropical paradise of SW Florida along the Gulf Coast, Muffy writes and enjoys life in the sun with her husband and wee Havanese pup, Burt. 
Join Muffy's mailing list to get the scoop on her new releases and special promotions at www.MuffyWilson.com. Follow her on Facebook at facebook.com/wilsonmuffy or /MuffyWilson.com and on Twitter at @SexyMuffyWilson. Muffy also blogs daily here: http://muffywilson.blogspot.com ~ Contact Muffy at Muffy@MuffyWilson.com.                                ~ Live, Laugh, Love with Passion




Curling Up with Muffy and a Good Book


Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?

Ha!! When I was younger, aaaaaand single, they were always red silk sheets, like most of my underwear. It is a mindset. I was independent, self-reliant and did whatever I wanted whenever I wanted—pretty much like the men I worked with at the time. I was the Midwest Regional Director of the Real Estate and Construction Division with IBM. I worked hard, travelled frequently and had to check hotel menus often enough to find out what city I was in! There was always a bar and a restaurant downstairs and the temptation the anonymity offered was often too much for me to deny. Anyway, I valued the sanctuary of my home and my own bed along with the indulgence of silk sheets. I know! You thought it was the other way around and that I did all my catting on my silk sheets…hahaha! Well, sometimes I was indiscriminate and I did. But, my silk sheets were like my little self-indulgence, like Belgium Chocolate, Irish butter and Chevas Brothers Lochan Ora. Some things were just for me. Anymore, after thirty years of marriage, I am afraid we would find ourselves slipped to the floor like molten lava if we slept on silk sheets.

What are you wearing?

Listen to you! I have my hair pulled into a ponytail and a red ribbon. I am in a spaghetti strapped black summer shift (it is nearing 90 here in SWFL on this early morning with the sun reflecting off of the pool) and I'm barefoot. My face is scrubbed and I am not wearing any undies, not even a thong! There are blessings to an empty nest! 

What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?

Oh, hot tea and cold chocolate. Belgium chocolate melts so evenly and deliciously in bed. It is never far from my nightstand. Something’s never change. Even though there are no more silk sheets, there is always Belgium chocolate and Cristal Champagne, the Wine of Tsars and Stars, both of which I am, or can be, in bed.

If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?

You are a Nosey Nellie!! And there are two: one may have a fun pack and the other just the remote and not too virginal vibrating balls! Let’s just go for the fun pack and hang the suspense! As you would expect, there are extension cords and spare batteries (just in case), a few favorite toys (some are the dog's!), the real stash is in the dresser (!) and a .38 snub-nosed revolver and no it is not a “Midnight Special”. There are creams and ointments and my collections of silk and satin scarves, a throwback from my traveling days.

Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?

I sleep on my back, open to the night, my dreams and inspiration floating in from any source. In Florida, I sleep in light shorty lingerie without blankets. In the north, I curl up, my husband tells me, near the foot of the bed wrapped in the warming comfort of velour blankets. My blood has gotten thinner down here and I have a low tolerance for freezing temperatures anymore. But, I do have to admit, it is certainly more conductive to warm-up sex!

Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?

Yes, you can, and please do. But you will pay for the convenience, in a big way, and perhaps more than once! Clearly, we have to get your blood warmed up and moving around and around—even back and forth! Although, you might consider a cold-toe fuck, another fine way to warm up your pinkies.

What are we reading? (include your cover art, buy links & excerpt)

Let’s curl up together (after all, we have been friends for a long time!), read, and maybe roll-play some saucy little highlights from this randy boxed set, 'Coming in Hot', written with some of my dearest, most talented friends. Here, let's read an excerpt from my novella featured in the collection. C'mere...


   Healing Hearts
by
Muffy WIlson

 Everyone gets what they deserve. Everybody knows that.
Hell, it didn’t matter anyway.
It was the wee hours of the morning and Brianna was all alone on the barren, black, wet streets. Curiously, she was unafraid to walk the night between the underbelly of society that lives in the darkness.
It was probably just like the night her sister was murdered. She was probably troubled by the same things—haunted by the depths of her own depravity. The clack-clack-clack of her heels on the sidewalk announced her approach as she headed…where? Home? That was a laugh. It made her think of the first time—her first time, maybe her sister’s first time—on the streets and in the black flesh pits of San Francisco that served up watered down whiskey, easy women and the finest drug connections money could buy, steal or cheat. Shrouded in the black lies hidden by the night, she did whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted and with whomever she wanted. The rain always had that effect, kept the good ones home while the creeps washed out of every skank black hole.
It was like that her first night…and he was a creep. But she did him anyway, holding her breath as he huffed, thrust, and panted into her young pink mouth. She thought of her kid sister. Was he the one?
The police didn’t know and had no more leads. What was she to do? She had to find out; she had to help. At least, she had to try.
But, she got swept away in the trying.
If she had any doubt about what she had become, it vanished with that blow-job stuffed into her sweet Mona Lisa smile. Every night since, her skirts got shorter and the nights longer and the creeps, well, the creeps were all still creeps.
It was getting harder to remember what her kid sister looked like and why she was here. It was getting harder and harder…and easier, too. There were nights she didn’t care who killed her sister and there were nights she could think of little else.
The line between purpose and obsession became obscure.
She could question how she wound up on the streets, but she already knew. It was a matter of choice—her choice—and the men, the trail of men in her life, were a matter of choice too—her choice and hers alone. She picked them; they didn’t pick her. Still…It was just a matter of time before she would call one of those black rat holes home to curl up with the viper that lived within.
There was a wild thought afloat that nothing positive ever happens until you hit the very bottom of the abyss. Nothing positive had even begun to happen in her life. Guess she had further to fall, since she clearly had not hit rock bottom. Could be. Until then, she entertained herself with the fine parade of men. The steady stream of eager lovers had only one thing wrong—there was no love involved. No names, no “what do you do for a living”, no talk about wives, lovers, divorces or kids. Those were her rules and if you wanted to fuck her, you did it on her terms. Clear, simple, no muss no fuss…and no kissing. She didn’t want to kiss the underbelly of society. They were all scumbags and she liked it that way—on the edge, the tight, unforgiving edge. 




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Healing Hearts by Muffy Wilson

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Wednesday, August 17, 2016

COMING IN HOT BLOG TOUR & GIVEAWAY~#8~AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT D.F. KRIEGER~

FINDING A MAN WHO KNOWS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN NO AND MAKE ME...

Today's Spotlight: Joy's Edge by D.F. Krieger @dfkrieger #ASMSG #cominginhot #Rafflecopter #RPBP

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Today's Spotlight 
Joy's Edge
by D.F. Krieger!

@dfkrieger
Coming In Hot Paranormal & Contemporary Medical Romance Boxed Set: Paramedical meets paranormal: Shifters, Werewolves, Vampires, and More!
Paramedical meets paranormal in this steamy set filled with doctors, nurses, paramedics, shifters, werewolves, vampires, and more!
Get a dose of romance, STAT! 
Featuring NYT, USA Today, and Amazon bestselling authors, we're Coming In Hot with paranormal to contemporary, and sizzling to seductive bedside manners by the doctors, nurses, paramedics, and more in this boxed set.
See It On Facebook!
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Joy wants two things from life--to be the best damn veterinarian possible, and to meet a Dom who can handle her deepest desires. The problem is finding a man who knows the difference between "no" and "make me."

When D. F. Krieger was banned from writing contests at her school, she immediately set it in her head that she would become a professional writer. Since then, she has thrown away her plans of world domination through books, but she still enjoys writing. By the time she pens her final book with a hand ravaged by age, she hopes to introduce her readers to many alternate worlds, lines of thinking, and captivating characters.

When she’s not writing, she can be found surrounded by rescue cats who call her, “Mom” while she’s cross-stitching, crocheting, painting, or playing video games. Her family loves that she plays video games, though they refuse to play first person shooter games against her anymore because she makes an awesome sniper.

You can find D. F. on the East Coast, hiding away from the real world with a gleam in her eye and a plot in her head. She resides with her husband, kids, and pets; who all kindly put up with her random bouts of laughter—over things she can’t explain—and journal collecting fetish.

Wanna keep an eye on D. F. online? You can find her at her website dfkrieger.com where she updates what she’s working on and occasionally posts to a blog.

Konnichiwa, Bon Jour, Aloha, Greetings, Salute…and I’m out of ways I know to say hello. Thank you so much for stopping by to let me prattle on about the awesome box set I’m in. Let me tell you, these authors are rocking it, and I’m not just saying that to toot my own horn. I hope you’ll enjoy my little contribution in this interview as much as I know you’ll enjoy Coming In Hot. Oh, and warning: Don’t drink things while reading this cause liquid out nose equals ouch.

Tell us about your title featured in this set:
Joy’s Edge came to me when I was writing the previous book in the series, Hope’s Edge. Joy, a veterinarian, is too spunky not to write about. Her story took me a little longer than I wanted because neither she, nor the hero, were willing to play as nicely as I planned. Then I realized, screw nicely. These two were meant to take off in a clash of sparks. So I let them have their way, and then they got around to really having their way and let’s just say I kinda felt more like a voyeur than an author sometimes.

Tell us something about yourself: 
I came from a place of cows and cornfields in central US, and chance, strange love, and a random encounter that involved a Drow and a Rakshasa brought me to the East Coast. I’m now married to the Rakshasa, I didn’t kill him as planned, and I spend my days editing, writing, and raising our kids.

Tell us about your writing process: 
There is no process. It’s sheer chaos in its truest form. I open a MS Word document, and then just kinda do the moving of the fingers and BLAM. Stuff and things cause rarrr, I am writer, hear me…type?

What is your favorite genre to read?
I’m actually a lover of many genres so long as the writing style is good. Fantasy, Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Romance…even the occasional Horror. But like rarrr scary things horror not ooga booga gore horror.

What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about?
What is with this one thing stuff? I can’t choose one unless it’s like Coke versus Mountain Dew. I’m passionate about animal rescue, my family, and video games. Order not indicative of importance. (It’s totally the video games.)

When you are not writing, what do you like to do?
I’m a gamer, hardcore. I live on Final Fantasy 14. LIVE. Liiiiiive. I also do things like cross stitching, crocheting, horseback riding, violin lessons, and say things like “Stop that!” like a freaking parrot to my kids.

If someone who hasn’t read any your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say?

Joy explores her edge play fantasy of forced seduction with an ex-military man turned horse rescuer.

Where can readers connect with you? 
Website: dfkrieger.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/D-F-Krieger-177107165643929/ 

Twitter: https://twitter.com/dfkrieger

Thank you so much for having me, despite my crazy butt and weird responses. I do hope any readers who lasted this long into my interview will give the box set a try because some of those stories (yep, I got a naughty sneak peek at some!) are hot, hot, HOT! And if you snorted liquid out your nose from laughing, I’m not taking blame for that. I totally warned you not to.

     I clicked the computer off without responding to that. How was I supposed to? I’d tried to dominate him, flat out. The man had effectively turned the situation around to his advantage. As much as it chaffed, it also thrilled me. Maybe I’d well and truly met my match. But would I give in to his command?

     Knowing time was of the essence, I darted to the bathroom and took a shower. The idea of going to dinner wreaking of barn, antiseptic, and cleaning agents didn’t appeal to me. I was sure it wouldn’t exactly incite desire in my dinner date either. Then again, he’d seemed perfectly at home in the barn. Normally, I would have enjoyed my little friend I had stashed in the shower, but I’d set a pretty restrictive time limit so the vibrator would have to wait…again.

     “If I don’t get some kind of action before this night is over, by his hand or mine, I’m going to scream,” I grumbled to myself as I towel-dried my hair.

     I picked out a cute little sundress that fell just past my knees. A date was a date, after all. When it came time to slip my panties on, I hesitated. Would he really spank me in the parking lot? How would he know if I didn’t wear them? Maybe I should wear them, then decide over dinner whether they stayed after I had a chance to get an idea of his personality.

     Yes, that’s what I’d do. I would wear the damn things, and see if he was even worth taking them off for.


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Monday, August 15, 2016

COMING IN HOT BLOG TOUR & GIVEAWAY~#7~AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT AMY LEE BURGESS~

PARAMEDICS SHARE PARANORMAL SECRETS...

Today's Spotlight: Vital Signs by Amy Lee Burgess @amyleeburgess #ASMSG #cominginhot #Rafflecopter #RPBP
'Coming In Hot'
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Today's Spotlight
 
Vital Signs
by Amy Lee Burgess!
@amyleeburgess
Coming In Hot Paranormal & Contemporary Medical Romance Boxed Set: Paramedical meets paranormal: Shifters, Werewolves, Vampires, and More!
Paramedical meets paranormal in this steamy set filled with doctors, nurses, paramedics, shifters, werewolves, vampires, and more!
Get a dose of romance, STAT! 
Featuring NYT, USA Today, and Amazon bestselling authors, we're Coming In Hot with paranormal to contemporary, and sizzling to seductive bedside manners by the doctors, nurses, paramedics, and more in this boxed set.
See It On Facebook!
http://bit.ly/CIHBox
Now Available for pre-order at #99cents for a limited time! ***BRAND NEW & EXCLUSIVE***
Don't forget to add to your *want to read* list on Goodreads: https://goo.gl/kDTJ5L

Paramedic partners keeping paranormal secrets!

Paramedic partners Jack Grady and Rosie D'Angelo have paranormal secrets. Jack can see ghosts. Rosie can heal with her hands. Despite Rosie's trust issues and Jack's bad blonde jokes, the heat between them is undeniable. A killer forces them to reveal their secrets putting their careers and their romance on the line.

Amy Lee Burgess is ruled by two rescued dachshunds, who graciously allow her to write about dragons, wolf shifters, vampires, gargoyles, and the occasional contemporary couple in her free time. When she’s not writing, she’s taking long walks in the woods(with the dogs, of course), exploring her new neighborhood in Apex, North Carolina (also with the dogs), and exploring farmers markets and other places around town (sometimes with the dogs). 

You can find her @amyleeburgess on Twitter or on Facebook. You can also reach her at amyleeburgess99@gmail.com. Don’t be shy!

Hi! Thank you so much for the opportunity to talk with you and share my story!

Tell us about your title featured in this set:

My novella, Vital Signs, is about two paramedics who keep paranormal secrets from each other and the world. Jack Grady can see ghosts – but only ghosts who need him to find their hidden corpses. He gets into lots of trouble doing this as you can imagine since only he can see the ghosts, and nobody can figure out how he knows where to look.

Rosie D’Angelo can heal with her hands. She’s freaked out several of her former partners with this ability, and now keeps it to herself and thinks she’s a freak. She’s afraid to tell her new partner, Jack, what she can do because she doesn’t want to destroy their growing attraction.

Of course events conspire so that they both need their powers to help save each other!

I was inspired to write about paramedics because I absolutely love the old tv show, Emergency. In fact, Jack Grady and Rosie D’Angelo have the same initials as the paramedic partners in the show – John Gage and Roy Desoto.

This novella took approximately one month to write – one really fun month! I wanted a medical title for this novella and Vital Signs covers it on many levels. When you read the story, I think you will agree.


Tell us something about yourself:
I was born in Manchester, Connecticut, but I’ve moved around a lot since. New Orleans was home for nine years until Hurricane Katrina drove me to Houston, Texas. I stayed in Houston for eleven years until I got laid off from my gas & oil industry day job.

Now I live in Apex, North Carolina. I’m still exploring my new surroundings, but it is incredibly beautiful here. What a shocking change from Houston!


Tell us about your writing process:
I like to plan my novels in my head while I’m trying to fall asleep and just after I wake up. I do most of my best plotting between the sheets! I write every day for at least two hours no matter how unmotivated I might feel. Routine really helps!

What is your favorite genre to read?
Paranormal romance is my current favorite genre at the moment. I also love mystery and horror.

What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about?
Helping animals! I adopted two dachshunds from Dachshund Rescue of Houston, and they changed my life. I ended up fostering after that, and I have learned so much from these rescue dogs. I can’t wait to find a day job here in North Carolina so I can foster again. You can’t save every dog, but you can save them one at a time!

When you are not writing, what do you like to do?
Playing with my dogs and exploring my new territory. Oh, and reading and watching Netflix.
If someone who hasn’t read any of your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say?
He can see ghosts. She can heal with her hands. They can’t tell anybody, but when a killer threatens to tear them apart, secrets must be exposed!

Where can readers connect with you?
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AmyLeeBurgess/

Twitter: @amyleeburgess

Thank you for allowing me to share my story with you today. I hope you enjoy all the fantastic stories in Coming in Hot!

     Here we go again! A familiar mixture of compassion and resignation flowed over Jack Grady as he watched the ghost stumble onto the edge of the highway. The figure held solid as any mortal man, but every hair on the back of Jack’s neck rose, alerting his special senses. His tingling nerves paired with the fact no one on the scene noticed the blood-drenched man shambling on the road proved this was no mortal.

     The ghostly face dripped blood. Scalp lacerations always bled like a bitch. However, more than a head wound plagued this particular ghost. His left arm dangled uselessly, bone protruding through the skin at the wrist. Phantom blood spattered, then evaporated, on the shoulder of the road as he advanced toward Jack. His face twisted as he reached out his good hand imploringly. He dragged one leg, the jeans shredded and bloodied. The gaping wound in his stomach had probably killed him, Jack figured, as he watched him lunge closer. Punctured by something. A tree branch? The edge of the SUV’s door? Something sharp. His mouth moved but no sound emerged. Not close enough yet or Jack wasn’t concentrating hard enough.

     The ghost stared at the wreckage of the SUV slewed sideways on the shoulder of the highway. The mashed-up front end steamed. Jack kept a wary eye out for fire even though Rico and Duke were hosing it down with foam. Fire had a way of erupting, especially when mixed with gasoline.

     Jack’s partner, Rosie D’Angelo, knelt by the side of a bloody woman, taking her vitals, which she relayed by field phone to Dr. Winchester at Fairhaven Hospital. Jack glanced down the highway. No sign of the ambulance yet. A police cruiser blocked the two-lane highway, holding back traffic. Several people milled about outside their cars, craning their necks trying to see the carnage. Lookiloos. Jack grimaced. Thanks to human nature, people gawked at car crashes, but that didn’t make their morbid fascination any less disgusting.

     The second car, the one that had been traveling the wrong way, lay flipped upside down on the opposite side of the highway. Two shaken college kids stood nearby. The girl, wrapped in a blanket, wept as she swayed back and forth. The boy, the driver, was taking a Breathalyzer test administered by one of the police officers. From the way he tried so hard to stay balanced, he wouldn’t pass. Stupid. Who got drunk at four in the afternoon? College kids and alcoholics. Jesus.

     “Help me!” The ghost’s voice floated into Jack’s head. The dead people Jack saw all had one thing in common. Their bodies needed finding. Some of them knew they were dead and led him to their final resting places. Others, like Jack suspected of this ghost, needed help to find their bodies so they could accept their deaths. Telling someone they were dead sucked.


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