Talk about a Wicked Kiss!

wicked-edge_hi-resHi all!  Wicked Edge releases on Tuesday (feel free to pre-order, LOL!), and I thought it’d be fun to have an excerpt here today:

Wicked Edge excerpt #1

The elevator door opened, and Daire clamped his hands on Cee Cee to keep her in place down the hallway and while he kicked open the door to his penthouse. Not wanting to wait another second, he took her lips, kissing her hard and taking her deep. A growl rose within him, a testament to his species, and he didn’t care.

He kissed her long and hard until neither one of them could breathe, and then, only then, did he lift his head.

A flush covered her face, and desire danced across her skin, the intensity of it palpable. Slowly, her chest moving as she panted, her legs released him, and she slid down his body. “You’re something, Daire Dunn,” she murmured, her hands going to her jacket.

He breathed in her scent, feeling it seep under his skin. “Take off your clothes.” They might as well get the parameters of the night straight now.

She smiled, a siren’s dare, and reached for her lapels. “I do like how you kiss.”

“Do as I say, and you’ll get kissed again.”

She gave a half nod. Regret twisted her lip.

He stiffened instinctively.

The tiniest flash of silver. She dodged forward, much faster than he would’ve thought, and stuck a needle in his arm, plunging instantly.

He roared and flew back, striking out. His knuckles impacted her chin, and she crashed toward the wall. Sizzling sparks shot through his veins. Gray covered his vision, and as hard as he tried to remain standing, gravity won. The last, bizarre thought he had before his face hit the cold marble floor was a hope that he hadn’t hurt her.

The world fuzzed. He lay on the ground, fighting to move, urging his brain to kick back alive. Sounds morphed in and out as he lay not feeling anything. Sounds, muffled and unclear, echoed back from other rooms.

Finally, spiked heels crossed his vision.

Cee Cee leaned down and brushed his forehead with soft lips. “I’m sorry.”

The touch awoke something in him, and his hand unfisted. He growled low, and she jumped back.

“You’ll be okay by tomorrow,” she whispered, turning on one of those deadly heels and leaving the apartment.

“This . . . isn’t . . . over,” he ground out. Then blackness covered his vision, and he passed out.

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Matchmaking 101, 102.

Guest Blogger-Maggie Kelley

Hi all! I’m Charly, Rebecca’s assistant. We thought it’d be fun to do a ‘Romance: The Good, the Bad, and the Disastrous’ theme with guest bloggers throughout the summer months. Every Monday and Thursday, we’ll have a guest blogger talk about fun stuff like horrible dates, good dates, etc. Some bloggers will have a contest, and some won’t – it’s totally up to them. If there is a contest, I’ll randomly draw a winner from the post comments, send the winner’s email address to the guest blogger, and they’ll take it from there. Rebecca will jump in and blog when she can. For now, enjoy as we play!

CAURWLY3As a single girl, I never ventured into the brave new world of online dating. Nope. Not me. I favored the tried-and-true, old-fashioned method. You know the one…being set up by friends who claimed to know what’s best for you. I even allowed these matchmaking efforts more than once. Okay, twice. But trust me, twice was enough.

The first attempted set-up was wonderful… initially. A few dates developed into a seemingly beautiful romance full of dreamy nights and soulful music. I was in love for the first time, happy beyond measure. Unfortunately sooner, rather than later, it became clear that I was involved in what the Guinness brothers might call The Worst Relationship Ever. Yep, world record terrible. The kind of terrible that makes you rethink your entire life. Survivable, yes, but barely. My well-meaning, gullible friends had been conned by a man very skilled at hiding the fact that HE WAS ACTUALLY SATAN. I’d been conned, too. Lesson learned, right?


Certainly after that fiasco, you’d think I’d be done with the matchmaking scene. But, no. I gave the whole “but he’s perfect for you” thing another chance, and let’s just say Matchmaking 102 hit closer to the mark. Set-Up Guy #2 wore a pair of retro-cool Wayfarers as he stepped from his red-hot Alpha Romeo and cruised toward me, flowers in hand. My friends owed me big time, and boy, had they delivered. We drove his convertible out to a picnic spot on the water, and enjoyed a lovely day of totally innocuous, easy, but passionless conversation. Despite the car, there was no heat. We went out a few more times (because…hello…Alpha Romeo) but the relationship quickly fizzled away. Why? Who knows? Not me. He was gorgeous and sweet and man, did he have swag. But we didn’t have the magic. Friends? Yes, absolutely. Even now, I think of him and those Wayfarers with fondness. Sigh. Damn that was a smokin’ car.

Years later, I met and married a charming, funny-as-hell hottie. He and I bought the first car of our married life together, a beat-up, square-shaped, literally smoking Chevy Cavalier. We paid a thousand bucks for it and that was probably too much. But he and I had heat. Good thing, too, because that old Chevy did not.

But love’s a crazy thing. Is the long-term all about ease and steady compatibility? Or does passion play a part in who we fall for? Ultimately, I think we can have both. But maybe that’s just me. One thing’s for sure…it’s November, time to turn up the heat.


After ten years of survival, aka working, in Hollywood, this former actress and current author of sexy contemporary romance is living happily-ever-after in Pittsburgh with her longtime sweetie, and their two punky kids. When not carpooling to birthday parties or testing her gourmet cooking skills by throwing a frozen pizza into the oven, Maggie daydreams about sneaking off to Vegas or Napa, or even just the movies. A love of red wine, Italian food, and music round out her list of life’s greatest joys. Oh, and Tuesday night karaoke, totally underrated fun.

Twitter: @kelley_maggie
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UH_500 CoverA match made in Manhattan…:

By-the-book Marianne McBride wants to prove she’s more than a computer geek in a pair of horn-rimmed glasses. But how did she end up hiding in a cake, waiting to sing “Happy Birthday” to Nick Wright, a sexy and arrogant serial-dater? Not exactly part of her plan. Especially when she finds herself kissing the birthday boy, and then running like hell…

Nick falls for no woman. No strings, no commitments, and no relationships. Not even with the sweetly curvaceous bombshell from his birthday. But then he’s hit by a bombshell of his own. He needs to find the perfect faux fiancée, or kiss his key to the executive washroom goodbye. Fortunately, his matchmaker sister has the perfect girl in mind.

Now Nick and Marianne have to pretend they’re in love for six weeks. No dating. No sex.

And definitely no acting on the wickedly-hot chemistry that could ruin everything…

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Win $100!

Hi All!  To celebrate the release of Wicked Edge next Tuesday, we’re having DAILY contests on the FB page.  The contest for the day goes up at 3:00pm EST, and we pick a winner by the next day.  Some of the prizes are print books, audio books, Amazon gift cards ($50 and $100), and super duper rare ARCs.  So stop by the page each day for a chance to win:


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My Most Romantic Date Ever!

Guest Blogger-Cathy Skendrovich

Hi all! I’m Charly, Rebecca’s assistant. We thought it’d be fun to do a ‘Romance: The Good, the Bad, and the Disastrous’ theme with guest bloggers throughout the summer months. Every Monday and Thursday, we’ll have a guest blogger talk about fun stuff like horrible dates, good dates, etc. Some bloggers will have a contest, and some won’t – it’s totally up to them. If there is a contest, I’ll randomly draw a winner from the post comments, send the winner’s email address to the guest blogger, and they’ll take it from there. Rebecca will jump in and blog when she can. For now, enjoy as we play!

Author Photo 2You know those people who sleep on planes? I’m not one of them. I have to stay awake and help the pilot fly the plane. Flying has never been my thing. Rocketing through the air at over 500 miles per hour, thirty-five thousand feet above the earth, is not my idea of fun.

You can guess I wasn’t that thrilled when my husband and I decided to take our two sons to Washington, D.C. for vacation about ten years ago. But I really wanted them to have that experience, so we went ahead and booked the trip. Flying from the west coast to the east is not cheap. To counter the cost, my husband had the bright idea to use connecting flights for less expense. Salt Lake, Atlanta, and Richmond.

In Salt Lake we didn’t have too far to go to our next gate, but in Atlanta we had a full-out run to reach our plane. Imagine herding two boys through a crowded airport in a tight time-frame. I was already having doubts about air travel. The turbulence we encountered in Atlanta sealed the deal, as did the moment we taxied down the runway to Richmond and saw our luggage still waiting on the tarmac. I was thoroughly done with air travel by then.

The trip was fun, but afterwards I told my husband that if we couldn’t afford non-stop, I wasn’t flying anymore. And I held to that promise for several years. Until my husband tricked me into the most romantic weekend trip I’ve ever experienced.

100_3865Once the boys were old enough to stay home with their grandpa, we started taking short trips over Spring Break, just the two of us. Car trips. Except that one April my husband laid out two carry-on bags and said we were flying to San Francisco. Of course I balked, but he assured me it was a non-stop flight. I was still jittery, but since there isn’t much air turbulence over California, I sucked it up.
It was a short, smooth flight. We landed in San Francisco, but that wasn’t our destination. I was surprised when he picked up a rental car. We drove north, over the Golden Gate Bridge, in the rain, and I was excited and curious. I’d made it through the plane flight unscathed, and now could enjoy the rest of our trip. I had no clue where we were going until we pulled off into a little wine country town called Healdsburg, and then I figured it out. He was taking me to the bed and breakfast inn we stayed at on our first wedding anniversary!

100_3864Oh, it was beautiful, and exactly as it had been twenty-five years before, just with more mature vegetation. We had a different room, though just as sweetly furnished, with a lovely pear tree in bloom outside our window. The bathroom sported a Jacuzzi tub, just like our first room had had.
My husband had chocolate covered strawberries waiting for us as well, and sparkling cider, since neither of us drink. He’d set the stage for a romantic getaway, and had blown me away in the process.

100_3858That weekend stands out in my memory as one of the most romantic “dates” I’ve ever been on. He planned and executed it all on his own, and hit it out of the park. We sight-seed in San Francisco, walked through Healdsburg, saw a movie, and generally reconnected as a couple. That trip was the start of many more lovingly planned ones.

When readers ask why I write romance, it’s never a hard question for me to answer. I married a man who has a romantic soul. He may swear and complain and tailgate on freeways (much like Jake in Prisoner of Love), but I never need to question his love for me. The longer we’ve been together, the more that becomes apparent. Of course I write romance; I’m living one.


Cathy has always loved writing, but that pesky thing called Real Life cast writing into the backseat for years. Now she has reunited with her creative passion, and devotes every moment she can to all the plots and characters milling about in her imagination. She admits she finds story plotlines in everyday occurrences going on around her.

When she’s not writing her special mixture of romance and humor, she likes to travel, read, and take long walks with her husband (the inspiration for her happily-ever-afters). Cathy looks forward to many years of writing for readers’ enjoyment.


What did you say to a man you’d allowed to stick his tongue down your throat, as well as grope your body?


Prisoner of Love

POL_500Risking his own life is one thing. Risking hers is another…

It was supposed to be a girls-only weekend in the California mountains. But when Lucy Parker is carjacked by an escaped prisoner, her fun weekend takes a nighmarish turn. Now she’s caught up in a dangerous world of stolen money, vicious drug dealers, and murder, and the only thing keeping her alive is her oh-so-hot captor.

Imprisoned for a crime he didn’t commit, undercover cop Jake Dalton wants answers-now. Worse, he’s dragged Lucy into the mix, and she’s now guilty by association. With their lives on the line, the race is on to get to Las Vegas before they’re killed…and they’re running out of time.


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Do You Like Soap Operas?

Have you ever heard of a soap opera in novella form?  Me either.  Well…now we have.  :)  Julie Kenner and Dee Davis put together a scandal filled soap opera, and I wrote episode six, which released today.  It’s called TAKE THE STORM. 

If you want to read something a little different and a lot of fun, take a look at RISING STORM. 

Graphic2Rising Storm Episode #6

Take the StormTAKE THE STORM – October 29, 2015

Secrets, Sex and Scandals …

Welcome to Storm, Texas, where passion runs hot, desire runs deep, and secrets have the power to destroy… Get ready. The storm is coming.

Marisol Moreno has spent her youth taking care of her younger siblings. Now, with her sister, Ginny, in crisis, and her brother in the throes of his first real relationship, she doesn’t have time for anything else. Especially not the overtures of the incredibly compelling Patrick Murphy.


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