Friday, June 27, 2008

A Taste of Love:Richard Coming June 30th from Phaze

Dawn Summers has been in love with the sexy drawl of Richard Drace since she laid eyes on him three years ago. However, after the horrible incident in his office she finally realizes Richard is never going to return her feelings. She leaves in a fit of anger, declaring to never set foot in his presence again…until he seeks her out to help save his failing business.
Richard Drace isn’t known for saying the words “I’m Sorry,” but he’ll do anything and everything in his power to get Dawn back into his life. He promises himself that he will be the man Dawn wants and needs. Yet, he has encountered a road block he wasn’t expecting. Dawn is no longer in love with him.
Is it too late for him to win Dawn back and make her realize that she has given him his first taste of love?

Book#2 in the Drace Brothers Series

Friday, June 20, 2008

Taken by Storm is coming back!!!!

Storm took in the vision before him. Syleena’s hair was twisted up with only a small strand left out to fall gently on her smooth dark caramel cheek. A satin black robe was tied around her waist and her make-up was completed except for her lipstick. “Did you think I would let you leave with Brian before we finished what we started in the stables?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she whispered taking another step toward the bathroom.
He saw what Syleena’s was trying to do, but he wasn’t going to allow it. Closing the small gasp between their bodies with three quick steps, he wrapped his fingers around her small wrist and hauled her body to his. The scent of Apricot and Chamomile filled his senses.
Syleena tried to push him away with her free hand but she wasn’t strong enough.
“Stop struggling I would never hurt you, Vixen.”
Hearing the endearment she stopped and looked up at him. “We can’t do this, Storm.”
“Do what?” he asked. His eyes dropped down to her mouth and he could almost taste her. “All I want is just one kiss before you leave for your date,” he whispered before capturing her mouth with his.
Twisting in his arms and arching her body, Syleena sought to get free. She didn’t want to feel Storm’s warm mouth on hers. His lips were hard and searching and sent a jolt of awareness through her body. The tip of his tongue licked the side of her mouth and she swallowed down a moan.
“Stop playing around with me, Syleena,” Storm breathed against her lips. “Open that cute mouth of yours so I can taste you. I know you want it as much as I do.”
Her body screamed at her to do what Storm asked, but her mind was stronger for the moment. Storm really didn’t want her. He was only kissing her to prove a point that he could get her body to want his. She wouldn’t let him to that to her.
“No,” Syleena muttered tearing her mouth away. Taking a step back, she wiped Storm’s kiss from her mouth with the tips of her fingers. “I don’t want you to kiss me not now not ever.”
Gray eyes grew two shades darker right before her eyes, “Don’t tempt me with a challenge like that Syleena. I’m not a man you should taunt,” Storm growled.
Squaring her shoulder, she tossed Storm a hard look of her own. “What makes you think I’m not telling you the truth?”
Syleena didn’t have time to reaction before Storm reached out and roughly jerked her back into his arms. “Make no mistake of this Syleena. I known when a woman wants me and you sweetheart want me.” He planted another hard kiss to her mouth before moving away.
“Have a good time on your date tonight.” He opened the door and went out without looking back.

Coming in October from Marie Rochelle and Phaze

Sunday, June 15, 2008

All the Fixin' is now ready to buy in PRINT!!!

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Saturday, June 14, 2008

Coming Soon from Marie Rochelle and Phaze

Known as the ultimate bachelor Lee Drace never thought there was a woman out there that could make him stop in his tracks. He only wanted three things out of life: Money, power and more money. He wasn’t going to waste his time getting attached to any woman that wouldn’t be staying around that long away. Besides he had never met a woman strong enough to stand up to him until…..
Cherise Roberts hated that she was attracted to her mouth-watering brother in-law Lee Drace. He had been nothing but a pain in her side since his brother Zack married her sister Traci. She tried to stay out of his way as much as possible because she couldn’t let him find out her secret.
She wanted him like CRAZY!!
Will these two be able to overcome each other tough exteriors to find love in…..? CLOSER TO YOU: LEE
True Williams thinks she has it all: An excellent job, intelligence and a wonderful boyfriend that loves her more than anything in the world. That’s why when his betrayal cuts her to the bone and she flees town wanting to put her ex-boyfriend behind her. She vows to not let another devastatingly handsome man into her heart or life.
Hayward Campbell moved to Montana to get away from the life that still seems to haunt him. He isn’t interested in any woman until a pair of shapely mahogany legs gets out of a flashy red sports car.
Will Hayward and True be able to get over their tormented pasts and find love with each other in…..Loving True?
Jenisha Roman couldn’t forget the green-eyed devil that captured her attention. She never dreamt she’d ever get to see him again.
Construction Industrialist Clinton Campbell never forgot the ebony beauty that he met all those months ago, so when he received a phone call from her school to work on a ‘Expand the School’ he jumped at the chance.
Will the love between these two be strong enough to weather the tempests they will face?

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Mark you calendars for All the Fixin' in Print

“I can’t believe this shit!” The man growled jumping up from his seat slamming his hand face down on the freshly polished table. “I know she did something to trick my aunt into signing those papers.”
“Please retake your seat Mr. Evans. I won’t have that kind of outburst again in my office,” the attorney threatened pushing his glasses back up his nose. “This will is your aunt’s final wishes unless you can prove she wasn’t of sound mind when she wrote it.”
Craig Clark Evans known to his friends as C.C. fell back into his seat glaring across the table at the he had grown to hate over the last two years of his aunt’s life.
“Fine, don’t worry Mr. Terry. I’ll find a way to prove that Miss Anderson isn’t the nice and sweet woman she’s pretending to be. She used my dying aunt kindness to get her money and that’s why we are here today.”
“Mr. Evans, once again I ask you to please refrain from saying nasty comments about Miss Anderson,” Mr. Terry uttered. “She has been sitting here without saying a word for the past hour maybe you should learn something for her.”
Craig narrowed his hazel eyes at his nemesis sitting across from him at the table. Sure she would be quiet and not stir up any trouble. Why would she after his aunt left her in charge of an estate worth over six million dollars? She would never have to work again.
Today she was playing the roll of grieving friend by wearing a slim black dress that molded against all her curves. Subconsciously his eyes were drawn to the small silt in the front just showing a hint of rich Hershey chocolate skin. She even had pulled her shoulder length bob haircut back into a tight bun showing off her jawbone. He had to give her credit today Shea Anderson looked devastated about the sudden passing of his Aunt Rebecca, but he didn’t trust her as far as he could throw her.
How did she know his aunt wasn’t the founder of the firmer and plumper lipstick chain? Luscious Lips had been in his family for years and he was the only living relative how in the hell didn’t he get the company.
He was close to his aunt so there was no way she wouldn’t have left it to him. No, Shea did something to trick his aunt and he would find out what it was.
“Mr. Evans are you listening to me,” his aunt’s lawyer interrupted making him push thoughts of Shea to the back of his mind but only for the moment.
“Sorry Mr. Terry my mind was somewhere else for a few moments. I apologize,” he answered, “Can you repeat what you just said?”
Mr. Terry pushed his glasses up for a fourth time that today then swung his dishwater brown eyes from him back over to Shea before he continued. “Your aunt left a clause in the will.”
“Thank God!” He burst out happy his Aunt Rebecca hadn’t been completely fooled by the sexy siren in front of him.
“Craig, I’m not going to warn you again about speaking your mind. One more comment and I’m done reading this will,” Mr. Terry threatened.
“I apologize. I swear that was my last outburst.”
“It better have been,” Mr. Terry exclaimed, “The clause in your aunt’s will stipulates that Ms. Anderson has until Thanksgiving to turn down the estate. If Shea doesn’t claim it the estate automatically goes to you with no question asked.”
Craig knew there was no way in hell Shea was going to turn down that kind of money. Someone like her had finally found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and giving it back hadn’t entered her mind.
“Mr. Terry, I don’t want Rebecca’s money. I didn’t become her friend for that.” Shea’s raspy voice interrupted making him looking back at the woman who had been tormenting him for months. “I’ll sign them over to Craig right now.”
“I’m sorry Miss. Anderson, but you can’t sign the papers until now.”
“Okay…then I’ll be back in touch with you in a couple of weeks,” She uttered surprising him. What was she up to now?
Craig watched as Shea grabbed her jacket off the back of the chair and made her way toward the door. He hated how he noticed everything was perfect on her five feet five inch frame. She didn’t even glance in his direction as she went past his chair then out the door.
“Craig, don’t you bully her into not taking the estate,” his aunt’s lawyer warned him gathering up the will and other papers off the desk. “Rebecca had her mind up until the day she died. If she let Shea all that money it was for a reason. Now it’s left up to you to find out why.”
“The only thing I have to do is be here on the day Shea signs over what’s belongs to me.” He stated getting up from his seat then he left with room without a backward glance in his aunt’s lawyer’s direction.
* * * *

Shea Anderson shoved her arms into the sleeves of her jacket and buttoned it up wishing the elevator would hurry up and come on. She didn’t have anymore energy left in her to go another round the Craig. It took all her willpower not to stare at him during the will reading.
Craig Evans wouldn’t want her drooling all over him. He made it clear all the times that he visited his aunt that she wasn’t type of woman. No, Craig always brought the leggy strawberry blondes with him. Model types who would always be a size zero no matter how much they ate or didn’t eat for that matter and that had men like Craig dying to be with them.
Why did she have to be attracted to a man who thought she befriended his aunt for her money? God, he wouldn’t believe she didn’t know who Rebecca Anderson was until his aunt told her two weeks ago. Rebecca said that she was leaving her something in her will, but her six million dollar estate never crossed her mind. Hell, she thought it was going to be the silver Jaguar she loved driving so much.
Leaning her shoulder against the wall by the slow moving elevator she massaged her temple with the tips of her fingers. This day couldn’t get any worse for her.
“Don’t stand there and act all innocent when we both know you’re counting down the days until you have all of that money,” a deep timber voice accused. The man she dreamt about voice accused pouring all of her senses.
Spinning around she threw Craig a hateful looking praying he wouldn’t notice the crush she had on him. Today his dark brown hair was brushed back off his forehead and the ends were brushing the collar of his white suit. The dark blue suit molded the perfect body she knew he worked out five days a week to keep.
She dropped her eyes down to his full firm lips dreaming what it would be like if he ever pushed down the hate he harbored for her and kissed her. Shea quickly shook the thought from her mind. Craig detested her and didn’t mince his words about it.
“Mr. Evans, aren’t you late for a corporate meeting so something,” Shea sighed turning back around to the elevator.
“Shea, don’t you turn your back to me.” Craig uttered behind her.
Craig wrapped his fingers around her arm and spun her back around to face him. He pulled her so close to him that her breasts brushed the hardness of his chest. She bit the inside of her lip to keep from moaning as the unexpected electric shot charged through her body. She darted her eyes up to Craig’s face to see did he feel the same thing, but she only saw the same hard look he always tossed her way.
“I won’t let you steal my aunt’s money away from the family. You aren’t part of the family and never will be. That money should have gone to me to pass on to my future wife and kids.” Shaking off Craig’s touch she folded her arms under her breasts. “You’ll get your wish on Thanksgiving but until then stay out of my way, Mr. Anderson.” She shot back as the elevator’s door slid open behind her. “I want your aunt’s money as about as much as I want to be in a relationship with your arrogant ass.” With that finally comment hanging in the air between them. Shea spun away got on the elevator. It closed before Craig had a chance to
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Friday, June 06, 2008

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Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Don't forget about these Marie Rochelle favorites!!!

Why does everyone keep telling her that she needs a man? That’s the question that keeps running through Nicey Johnson’s mind. She’s quite content running her matchmaking business Pamper Me and doesn’t want a man in her life. At least she thinks she is until a chance meeting with the blonde hunk in the parking garage. Will Nicey take a chance on her blonde hunk or will she play it safe? Spencer Carlton is tired of being asked out on dates because of aspiring actress wanting to get closer to his famous Soap Opera sister. That is why when he spots the gorgeous chocolate dipped beauty hurrying past his car he decides to lie about who he is when he asks her out on a date. After a rocky starts Nicey starts to fall for Spencer but will all of it be ruined when she finds out his secret? Or can Spencer make Nicey forgive him in time to become his Valentine’s Day sweetheart? buy @

Romance writer Kissa “Bri” Collins tried not to notice how unbelievably handsome the model was the second he sauntered in horribly late to her model search. Dark brown hair with natural highlights brushed the collar of his white-t-shirt, compelling gray eyes held hers as she tried to keep her composure as his deep rich voice apologized for being late.
Never being involved with a case that he couldn’t handle FBI agent Forbes Huntington takes risks for a living. In the fifteen years he has been an agent there hasn’t been a job that he hadn’t used his strength, charm or good looks to get solved.
So, he wasn’t worried about this new case that his boss assigned him to. How hard could it be posing as a cover model for a romance novel to catch a banker robber? Forbes thought he had everything under control until he walked late into the modeling auditions and spotted the woman of his dreams, his soul mate. Now how could he pretend to be something he wasn’t and arrest her only living family member? When all he wanted to do was risk everything he had for a taste of her perfect mouth?

Sunday, June 01, 2008

Check out this HOT release!!!!!

Blurb and book details for V8: The Healer and the Alpha by JeanieJohnsonTitle: V8: The Healer and the AlphaAuthor: Jeanie JohnsonISBN: none, ebookAvailable formats: Adobe e-filePage Count: 188Download: 1 documents 1 document, 801 KBCopyright: © 2007 Jeanie JohnsonReleased: 29 May 2008Language: EnglishCountry: United StatesEdition: First EditionGenre: I/R, BBW, paranormal (werewolves and vampires).Available at:**Blurb**Intelligent and possessed of a calm demeanour, Jack Mann is the bestchoice to lead the wolf shifters and as such is given the mantle ofleadership. Alpha of the Black Ridge Pack and Supreme Alpha of allwerewolf packs of the Northern Hemisphere he is accustomed tobending people to his will. When you stand 7'1 ¼" and weigh 320pounds it's not difficult to do so. Jack was completely badass inhis wolf form. He was also badass in his human form but on top ofthat, he was lip-licking fine.Destiny Smith was many things (vampire, mechanic extraordinaire, thevamp votes 'most likely to accidentally usher in some kind ofapocalypse') but above all she is crazy. One-third of Trifecta, shehas carved out a name for herself in vampire lore with pretty mucheverything she did and continues to do. While her sister Star wasknown for diplomacy and her sister Jaylee was known for fucking shitup, Destiny pretty much stayed in the background testing theboundaries of crazy and pimping out anything that had an engine.The wedding of Astarla Hart and Commander Lukas Montague brings Jackand Destiny in direct contact with each other. Their first meetingis everything comedies are made of … and then some. In fact, itleaves the Alpha with a hard cock and a confused mind while leavingthe Healer unfazed for the most part. Subsequent meetings onlyexacerbate the problem for Jack; Destiny is too busy getting intoshit for it to bother her too much.A night of passion makes Jack determined to have her and Destinyjust as determined to avoid Jack. The problem is that Jack hasnever heard the word 'no' from a woman and Destiny has neversaid 'yes' to commitment. She's also in love with his car. If itwasn't for the pulsing heat between them they might've been able togo on pretending that they didn't need each other.**EXCERPT:**PrologueJack Mann could hear something being killed. Though a power male,his sensitive wolf ears just weren't able to take another moment ofthe excruciating sounds that were coming from the bathroom.Creeping towards the brouhaha, he approached the door on full alertas he wasn't sure what to expect. Opening the door, his eyesimmediately caught sight of the commotion and his cock went hard.Though his eyes were eating up the curvy, dark-skinned beauty thatstood under the four showerheads, his ear drums were battered by thetorturous noise emitted from her mouth. She wasn't engaged in afight to the death. She was … singing.She was singing something about average girls andvideos. He didn't know the song, but the song didn't matter. Theonly thing that his cock registered was all that fineness. Damn.Whoever she was, she was the most tempting woman Jack recalledhaving seen. Perusing exhibits at Guggenheim didn't come close tocompeting with the experience of perusing the temptress in all hernatural and wet beauty. Of course he thought that as his hearingwas being damaged.Hands down, she was categorically the worst singer he'd ever heard,and then she turned around. The blood that was filling his eardrumsquickly reversed itself and rushed straight to his groin. Whoevershe was, she was like a sledgehammer in his groin region. He felthis incisors lengthening as well as his cock getting a glimpse ofthe dips, curves, valleys and treasures of the front of her.Her full breasts which were tipped with the dark chocolate nipplesthat beckoned him to taste, to nibble. Slick with soap and theluckiest water known to man, they had the beast in him snarling ademand to be unleased. Those amazing breasts swayed as she did alittle jiggle to the music only she heard …hopefully, the tune sheheard wasn't hurting her as bad as it was hurting him.Blocking out the sound that was worse than nails raking across achalkboard, he licked his lips. Swallowing a moan, his eyestravelled down to the hair that was guarding her secret haven. Hiseyes widened and his wolf tongue involuntarily came out of his mouthas he saw that her hair was waxed in the shape of … a lighteningbolt. Damn. Jack could almost taste the pearl that he knew washidden beneath."Having fun there perve?"Shaking his head, Jack finally realized that the cacophony hadstopped. He probably hadn't noticed, possibly due to the fact thathis ears were still ringing through his brain like the brakes of afreight train. Swallowing, he moved his emerald green gaze up thecurvy body that had him sweating and locked on the amused eyes ofthe owner of the body that tempted him like fresh meat on a hunt.When he didn't respond straight away, the temptress raised hereyebrows a little more."I came to see if you needed help killing that packof wild animals you were fighting," Jack answered.Not even bothering to hide her nakedness, the curvy goddess cockedher head to the side and stared at him. Confusion flittered acrossher features and her caramel eyes looked thoughtful as she asked."What animals?""I'm sorry. I thought that a whole bunch ofsomethings were dying in here. It was only after I entered that Irealized that it wasn't a fight; you were simply attempting tosing," Jack goaded."I like to sing in the shower," she said not lookinginsulted in the least.Well maybe she did look insulted but Jack's eyes and brain werelocked in a battle. His mind said it was rude to leave her face yethis eyes and cock ganged up against his brain and said fuck that.This is why his eyes continued to wander down her delicious full-figured body. He was on the verge of grinding his teeth in aneffort to stop himself from giving into the need to tune her out andperuse her glorious feminine form."Can you hear yourself when you do that?" sheasked.He noticed that her eyebrows were once again raised but before hecould form a proper reply, a grin spread across her full lips – lipsthat would look fantastic around his thick cock. Jack shook hishead. Damn! Get it together man! He silently berated himself.Yeah, get it together and get her spread out under you! His brainand cock weren't into helping him out at all."Not really, all the water in my ears and what not,"she replied.Still stuck on ogling her, silence fell between them. Being fullydressed in the presence of a naked woman, and already having beencaught outright staring, Jack knew that the appropriate thing to dowas to back out now that he knew that there wasn't an all-out battletaking place in the bathroom. He also knew that it would be best ifhe left the bathroom without looking down. Jack's mind said onething but his eyes weren't even trying to hear that. Before hecould stop them, they looked down without his permission. His gazefell to the hair between the woman's thick thighs and wouldn't youknow it that the mouth-watering fine woman caught him looking."Don't you just love it? It's all about where you smooth the wax on.I was like, hey I want something different. I mean everyone'sgetting a Brazilian which is fine but it's like, seen one; seen themall. Ya' know?"Jack swallowed - hard. Without answering he turned on his heel andwalked back into his bedroom and slammed the door. Leaning againstthe door he gave his imagination free reign. Of course it sprintedto visions of the craziest, sexiest, curviest, worst-singing womanthat he'd ever met. Feeling the wolf trying to claw to the surface,he had to will his body to remain in human form as the sexualtension in his body rammed him hard. Why did his best friend have toget married the night of the full moon? And who was the womansharing his bathroom? He had more questions than answers but heknew one thing for sure: it was going to be one helluva weekend.Jack just hoped he survived it.*«*»*After the big, beautiful man departed, Destiny finished her showerwith the quickness. As she walked naked into the bedroom that Starhad reserved for her, she couldn't help but wonder just who in thehell that fine, emerald-eyed piece of eye candy was. Being that hewas in the fortress known as the Locke Mansion, he was obviously afriend. She hadn't met him before … because if she had, he would'vealready been pregnant with their fifth child.Crinkling her forehead in an attempt to retrieve the miscellaneousstuff she had stored there, she tried to recall what Star had saidabout any drop-dead gorgeous men and came up with nothing. Oh,wait, Star had mentioned something about being in the room next toLukas's best friend. And if Mr. Fine was Lukas's best friend thatmeant that he was in the wedding party, which meant that she'd getthe chance to see his delicious ass in a tux. Oh yeah!Lukas had fine friends. Unconsciously Destiny licked her plump lipsimagining Mister emerald eyes all mussed up and beneath her as shehad her wicked way with that panty-dropping fine body that had beenoutlined by his stonewashed jeans and t-shirt. She grinned toherself as she pictured him giving her the ride of her long life andthen reality crept in. A man that fine had to have a woman … orseveral of them.Oh well, dreams are free she thought wistfully as she slipped on theblack stretchy shirt and pulled on black jeans that moulded to herbody like a second skin. Studying her reflection, she turned tomake sure the jeans did her ass justice. They did. Hey, she wasn'tconceited, but she had a great ass and she liked to make sure it wasalways shown in its best light. After finger-combing her naturalcurls, she threw on some gloss and smiled back at her image."Hey, baby," she said to her reflection. "Sometimes I wish I wassomebody else for a minute so I could see how cool it is to date me."She wasn't conceited. She was simply a thick, black who was at onewith her size. Taking one more look at herself, she winked at herreflection, and strutted from the room. Reaching the foyer of theLocke Mansion Destiny found it quiet. The quiet meant that no onenor no thing was trying to infiltrate. That was good on the onehand because it meant that she didn't have to worry about having tokick something's ass, but on the other hand, the quiet was simply achallenge for a shit-starter like her. Smiling, she decided to findsome of the Locke Brotherhood to mess with. Being that the LockeBrotherhood was comprised of men and men were pretty much bottomlessstomachs and dicks, she headed in the direction of the kitchen.Walking into the kitchen, she smiled at seeing all that brawn standat attention when she entered. This was going to be such fun,Destiny grinned to herself."Ms. Smith," Craven the new second-in-commandgreeted her formally before bowing at the waist."Craven, how're you doin'?" she called him by hisfirst name, just as she did every title-holding Vampire with theexception of Lord de Vires. But then there was only one Lord deVires. "And please, this goes for all of you, call me Destiny. Ms.Smith sounds like a school teacher who actually does such stuff aswear underwear and doesn't do oral."A few of the Brotherhood laughed discreetly behind their hands.Boris, one of the few Locke Brothers who knew her, stepped forwardand bowed respectfully before hugging her."Hello Destiny," he greeted her.Destiny grinned and cuffed him in a broad shoulder. "How's ithangin', Boris!? Or should I simply ask all the fine ladies in thearea?"He smiled and tried not to blush at Destiny's brash greeting."That won't be necessary, Destiny. Obviously, youmistake me for the other Locke Brothers; I am the good one," hesmiled."That's what word on the street is," she grinned back."How can we be of assistance?" he asked her."Is Lukas still all up under Star?"Again several of the Locke Brothers hid their smiles behind theirhands as she continued talking."Cos' I was wondering if y'all were going to give him a bachelor'snight out?"Destiny was about to continue when she noticed the mass look ofconfusion."I know you guys are cut off from the rest of the world but come on,you've at least gotta' get Lukas fucked up on his last night offreedom.""You want us to hurt Commander Montague?" Cravenasked. Noticing his look of bafflement she burst into laughter sohard that she had to lean on Craven for support. Taking a muchneeded deep breath after her laughing fit, she spoke."Dude, you guys really need to get to know somehumans.""They are our source of nourishment–" Boris began.Destiny shook her head and smiled big before speaking."No you crazy guy! I mean actually get to know somehumans. They're fun once you get to know them.""We'll take your word for that, Healer," one of thenewer Brothers said.Her eyes flashed a warning at the vampire a split second before shespoke."Do not call me that," she snapped as anger replacedher good humour.She was about to get all up in the Brother's face when Borisdistracted her."So what do we do on this bachelor's night out?" heasked.Destiny grinned. Her ill humour forgotten and trouble brewing inher caramel-coloured eyes, she answered."Oh, don't you worry guys. Aunty Destiny is here tohelp."--our website: www.jeanieandjayha.comour bookstore: yahoogroup: blogspots: