Penthouse and A New Night Fall Story!

How many people can brag they’ve been in Penthouse? So, maybe most people wouldn’t say it in public, AND most folks who might hear that news would be wondering, looking at me, whether I had a screw loose. But it’s true. And I’ve made appearances not once, but three times now!

Guess who’s in the December issue of Penthouse? Pretty cover, sexy pics, and my smutty little story, “The MILF Man“, right there on page 116. Look for it in the stores NOW!


And there’s the second cause for celebration, the release of the next story in the Night Fall series: Night Fall on Dark Mountain.


After the death of one of the members of the super-secret police unit aligned with the Vampire Council in southern Florida, werewolf Max Weir becomes the chief suspect. Sure a greater villain has used a were-clan’s hatred of vamps to strike against the unit, Max travels to the mountains of North Carolina to seek the truth and hopefully renew the centuries-old truce between the weres and vampires.

Alec Weir has a problem on his hands. The new sheriff on Dark Mountain must walk a fine line between upholding were-clan laws and saving his vamp-loving brother from certain death. Alec must find the traitor in the clan responsible for the attack on the vampires or watch his brother die. If that wasn’t enough, his chosen mate, Stasia McGwyre, seems to still hold a candle for Max.


I hope you’ll give both a try. I’d love to hear what you think. :)

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Guest Blogger Sandra Jones – There’s a New Sheriff in Town! – Win a $15 Gift Card

The newest installment in the River Rogues series, HIS MOST WANTED, is coming this Tuesday, November 17. This time our hero is Kit Wainwright, a hotshot gunslinger and heir to a St. Louis fortune.


While researching for my historical romance, I visited Fort Smith, Arkansas, the site of Hanging Judge Parker’s courtroom, to get a feel for sort of place where Kit would’ve lived. While there, I also ventured over to a real nineteenth century bordello and toured the boudoirs where Kit would’ve stayed many a night. Ohhhh, if only those walls could’ve talked!!

What would they have said? Well, I’m glad you asked. Here ya go—

It’ll take more than a badge to get her to confess her secrets.

Kit Wainwright only meant to stop the thief making off with his beloved uncle’s ashes. He wants to hang up his gun, become a law-abiding citizen and leave his violent past behind. But the mayor takes notice of his sharpshooting skills, slaps a badge on his chest and puts him in charge of cleaning up this lawless town. Starting with tracking down the notorious Velvet Grace.

Bordello owner Cora Reilly never meant to become a crusader. But after shooting the last corrupt sheriff in self-defense, she’s spent the last few months turning her hastily donned disguise into a local legend to defend the girls in her town from riff-raff.

There’s no way Cora can trust the handsome new sheriff. Yet Kit’s kisses leave her wanting to open her arms—and her bedroom—to soothe his grief. Even if it brings him too close to the truth that could send her to the gallows.

Warning: Contains a reluctant sheriff with a keen eye for a moving target, and a take-no-crap madam who isn’t about to let him get close. Okay, maybe just a little bit closer. Just this once…

To celebrate the release of HIS MOST WANTED, I’m having a release day blast. Head over to my website for a stop schedule and enter for a chance to win a $15 Amazon giftcard. Because who couldn’t use a little shopping money this time of year, right?

I hope to see you then. Check out all my latest news at

You can also pre-order HIS MOST WANTED at these wonderful places in PRINT and DIGITAL:


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Author Bio

Sandra Jones is a multi-published author of historical romances. A former bookseller and librarian, she’s always had her nose in a book.

When not researching or writing her next novel, she enjoys being with family, reading, cooking for her husband, and watching British TV. At home in the South, her house overlooks a river and a farm, where most days you can find her working to the sounds of wildlife and cattle.

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Holidays with Sexy Cowboys and Friends

Hi all. Happy Holidays.

It doesn’t get any better than spending the season with friends…unless you add nine sexy stories, with nine sexy cowboys to the blend. I’m one of the authors celebrating the season and bringing in 2016 in the Ring in a Cowboy Anthology.

Buy the boxed set right now while it’s on pre-sale @ $.99. Come on, that’s a dime each for stories from the awesome talent of Kathleen Ball, Rhonda Lee Carver, Amanda McIntyre, Hilde McQueen, Donna Michaels, Lexi Post, Tori Scott, Victoria Vane, and…Me. :)


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Wishing you holiday bliss!


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*Chance to WIN PAPERBACK of Quick On the Trigger, book #1 in the DIRTY DENIM Series*

By Sidda Lee Rain

Sooo…I’ve been working on a few things lately but the most important at the moment is the final novel in the DIRTY DENIM Series. I’m really hoping to end the series with a great book. Yet, I’m heading into new territory with these characters.

I’ve always been about far from perfect characters and far from perfect love stories. But, I’ve never written twists and turns like I am in Saddled, Straddled and Cinched. Characters that have been together since the very first book Quick On the Trigger will see their love affair come to an end. Babies will make their arrivals and new but completely unexpected love will begin.  *grins* It only feels right to leave these families with the happily ever afters they deserve.

That being said it’ll be hard to tell that will be the outcome when the very first words of the book are…

“Ashes to ashes and dust to dust…” Were the same seven words that had been playing on a loop in her head the last three hours. Glancing up she could see children running in the yard, playing tag in their Sunday best without a care in the world. Naivety of the young. Yeah, she’d still had some of that herself until five days ago that is.

Did I mention that there will be so many wonderful things happening with the DIRTY DENIM crew but also a few not so wonderful things too? (Far from perfect love stories, remember?)


Saddled, Straddled and Cinched will be hitting Amazon exclusively this December. You still have plenty of time to read the first four books of the series if you haven’t yet. Book one, Quick On the Trigger is only .99 right now!


For a chance to WIN a PAPERBACK of book one Quick On the Trigger please…

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Always remember…

    “If your knees ain’t dirty…

                 You ain’t doin’ it right!”


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Veterans Day – let’s celebrate with some military cowboys

Today is Veteran’s Day, a time when we honor all the men and women who have served and continue to serve to protect this country and guard our safety. I thought I’d give you a little taste of some of my military cowboys. And by the way, when you see anyone in uniform, be sure to say a\Hi and thank them for their service.

Leave me a comment. you might win your choice of one of these books:

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Slade Donavan is the leader of a Delta Force team, a Texas rancher who has left his horses to serve his country. But he’s so much more than just an alpha male on the battlefield, he also likes to dominate in the bedroom, a role he prides himself in. But what happens when he wants more than just a woman to play with, what happens when he needs someone to share his life with? Kari, an assistant district attorney, works hard and plays hard too. But since a meeting with a Dom, when she was a young, naïve sub, five years ago, she’s been searching for that very Dom but without success.


Lock and Load

Two people who want a relationship built on trust yet neither believe in it…until he shows her how to accept his domination and she learns the true meaning of submission.

lockandload_800Beau Williams, the perfect sniper, has achieved success by closing himself down emotionally. He desperately wants to find a permanent sub who enjoys spanking and caning as much as he enjoys administering them, but he doesn’t know if he can open himself up to another person ever again.

Megan Welles is still struggling with her need to be a submissive. She wants a man who will give her that without destroying the strength she needs for her job as sports reporter. And she’s tired of hooking up in bondage clubs but never connecting emotionally with anyone.

When she meets Beau and takes him home for the night, something clicks between them, but how will they deal with the struggle to open up their emotions to each other?


Ride the Mustang

Fletcher “Mustang” Call is a born and raised cowboy, hence his call sign, Mustang. He is also a dedicated SEAL and a committed Dom. The one thing he isn’t is relationship material. A tragedy in his past killed his desire for more than a good time on leave and a little D/s play. Until April Coe walked into his life, a woman unlike any he’s known. Problem is, she’s as vanilla as they come.perf5.000x8.000.indd

April was warned about Mustang, a man as wild and free as his call sign, so she doesn’t expect him to stick around for long. That’s okay, she’ll enjoy the great sex while she can. At least, she thought it was great. When she senses her sexy bronco is holding back, she has to decide whether to ride the mustang a little harder or set him free


And one who’s not quite a cowboy but cold be and stands for everything that SEALs mean.

Wet Heat

It was supposed to be a month in a cottage by the lake in Maine. For Peyton Gerard it was time to recover from not one but three disastrous breakups and try to find her muse again. A successful romance novelist needed to believe in romance to write about it believably, and Peyton had lost her faith in it.

For Dixon “Dix” Amendola it was supposed to be time to rehab his injured thigh from a SEALs mission that fell apart, to mourn the two team members who were killed and to deal with his guilt. Learning the mission had been compromised did nothing to ease the burden of blame he carried.DH_Wet Heat_web-ready_med

The problem: the cottage had been rented to both of them by accident.

Put two stubborn people in close quarters—a hot SEAL and a an appealing author, add in moonlit nights by the lake and suddenly they don’t mind sharing. But then reality intruded, Dix returned to lead a repeat of the mission and all Peyton could do was pray it was successful and that when he returned, he’d come back to her


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The Sons of Dusty Walker – SEQUELS! by Randi Alexander

Did you know that Jodi Redford, Desiree Holt, Sable Hunter, and I have written sequels to the bestselling Sons of Dusty Walker books?

They’re available for PRE-ORDER now, and will be released by Thanksgiving! So you’ll have something fun to read as you spread out on the couch after all that turkey and pie.

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Here’s a sneak peek at Rori and Jackson:

She pulled into her parking spot, not seeing Jackson’s work truck, figuring he’d left it at the office of D. Walker Mineral Company, across the street and down a few blocks. While everyone knew they were cohabiting, they still tried to keep their personal comings and goings private.

She smoothed her hair in the mirror, blinked at the excitement in her eyes, and grabbed her bag of gear and the box of cheese. In seconds, she was in the back stairwell, running up to see her cowboy.

The door at the top swung open and he grabbed her as she reached the landing. “Darlin’.” His low voice reverberated through her.

She dropped the box of cheese and bag of gear as he pulled her against him. Hot and firm, his body welcomed her home. She ran her fingers through his dark brown hair, loving how it’d grown a little long and curled around her knuckles. “Jackson. I missed you.” She looked deep into his inky-blue eyes.

“I missed you, too. A whole lot.”

He’d missed her? She let out a long, decadent sigh. In her chest, that lovely ache formed again. How had she gotten so lucky to have found this perfect, sexy, kind, hunk of man? What did she need to do to make him happy, and keep him here? The anxious thought cooled her enthusiasm a little. She couldn’t dwell on that or she’d go crazy.

His hand smoothed along her back and cupped her butt cheek. “I wish you could come with me more often.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. Work had been so busy, she’d needed to put in hours on weekends and evenings. She needed help, but ironically, didn’t have time to interview anyone. “I will soon. Things slow down a little in the fall.”

A buzzer went off in the kitchen. “Perfect timing.” He kissed her and set her loose, walked into the kitchen and opened the oven. “I made supper.”

She picked up the box of cheese and followed him in. “You’re the best…roommate I’ve ever had.” She stumbled over the word roommate, not sure exactly what to call him, not sure exactly what they were to each other. No matter what the technical term for their situation was, she loved how he enjoyed cooking. Finally, her oven was being used for something other than a frozen pizza.

Jackson stopped moving and gave her the stink-eye. “Roommate, huh? Is that all I am to you?” He pulled a pan of some kind of pasta and red sauce from the oven.

She started unloading the cheese into the dairy drawer in the refrigerator, feeling unsettled with the direction of the conversation. “No. You’re one heck of a boss, too.”

He smacked her butt as she giggled. Jackson owned the company that her business, Cyber Wise, contracted with. “Boss? Roommate?” He pulled her back against his body and leaned around her, pawing through the different kinds of cheeses. “Sounds like we need to have a conversation about our roles in this relationship.” Reaching lower, on the door, he took out the grated Parmesan. “And what kinds of cheese we like.”

She closed the refrigerator, excitement at his proclamation—about the relationship roles, not the cheese preferences—made her heart race. She wouldn’t push him, though. “I couldn’t say no to the cheese. They’re from a customer. And I dropped off about fifteen pounds with Lexi already.”

He kissed her neck and stepped back, sliding a cookie sheet of sliced Italian bread into the oven. “That’s nice of you.”

She remembered what Lexi had told her about the woman at the motel. Taking a breath, Rori tested the subject. “What time did you get back to Red Creek?”

“Early. Around nine, I think.” He tasted some of the pasta, then poured two glasses of red wine.

She accepted a glass from him and leaned back on the counter. “What did you do all day?”

He shrugged. “The usual. Showed my face at work, autographed some paperwork on the lines where Abby told me to sign.” Tapping his glass on hers, he winked. “Boring, but it’s the usual.”

She sipped her wine. No mention of a young woman at the motel? Was it work-related? Personal? Whatever the lady’s reason for being in town—and in her cowboy’s truck—was evidently none of Rori’s business. The though gave her anxiety a boost. “Okay, I need to change, and take a quick shower.” She set down her glass and sniffed her shirtsleeve. “I smell like cheese.”

With a wicked smile, Jackson put his glass on the counter and pulled the tray of bread from the oven, setting it on top of the cold burners. “Need some help with that?”

A wild race of desire centered down in her belly. She held up a hand to stop him and backed out of the room, grinning. “Now, wait a minute, boss.”

He stalked her, unbuckling his belt and pulling his shirt out of his jeans. “Boss?”

“Roommate?” She glanced back to make sure she didn’t run into the wall, and pulled her T-shirt off over her head.

“Let’s call it what it is.” He whipped his shirt off over his head then dropped his jeans and walked out of them, not missing a step. “Official cheese-smell remover.”


Have a great day, and don’t forget to send a note tomorrow to Veterans you know!
“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”


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Corsets with Sarah M. Anderson plus giveaway!

SarahMAndersonhiresFirst off, I have to apologize to the September and October book winners—it turns out that we moved my website around in anticipation of rebuilding it—and my email got cut off. SO! Joanna B—please email me again!

Plus, last month’s winner of The Nanny Plan was Tanya Bee! Tanya, email me with your address!!

Again, so sorry that modern technology wasn’t my friend there.

Okay! Now, onto today’s blog!

*Psst* I have a little secret to tell you:


Me as Big Red, Wolf Hunter for Halloween!

I’m wearing a corset. Right now.

Making that sort of statement out of nowhere gets me one of two reactions. First, people are worried that I’m harming my body to fit into some weird hourglass shape. They ask about permanent harm to my internal organs or weakening my core muscles.

The other common reaction is much simpler: Why? Why would anyone voluntarily lace up into what, as far as most people know, was an instrument of feminine torture for centuries?

To both, I basically say the same thing: It’s not what you think.

I came to corsets in a very roundabout way—I was in constant pain. I sit at a desk all day long, typing. Which is great! I love writing and I love telling my stories. It’s good for my brain! But not always my body.

I follow the blog Epbot—Jen Yates is an awesome geeky person—and she did a massive blog on why she’d started wearing a corset. And—surprise!—it had nothing to do with reshaping her body. (Read her blog for her excellent discussion and breakdown of corsets for casual wear. It’s worth it.)

The pain I mentioned earlier?

It was from sitting in my chair, all day long, with my upper body curved like a C and my legs out straight. My back, neck and shoulder muscles were messed up and no amount of manipulation or massage could keep them straight for long. True fact: every year for at least a couple of decades, I’ve resolved to have better posture. But shockingly, it hasn’t happened all by itself!

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How I look practically every day

So after reading Epbot, I bought a corset and laced into that sucker and you know what? The relief was INSTANTANEOUS. I couldn’t slouch in a C, so I sat up straight, which pulled my legs in. Within a week, my massage therapist was commenting on how much better my midback was. My ribs stopped popping out of joint (yes, it’s a problem).

Now this is where I point out the difference between how I wear a corset and the kind of corsetry that will, in fact, damage your ribs and internal organs. That kind of corsetry is called “tight-lacing” and the people who tight-lace are in it for the waist-whittling properties of a corset. Yes, you can lace down so much that you can’t breath or sit or do anything. If anything, my corsets are loose simply because I sort of need to be able to breath while sitting.

Another difference between old-fashioned corsets and what I wear daily in my office is the sheer amount of corset. Old-fashioned corsets came down over the hips–way, WAY over the hips. Plus, corsets were both over shifts and then under massive dresses. The sheer weight of it all had to be stunning. Throw in a hot, crowded ballroom and it’s no wonder ladies fainted all the time!

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The base layer–tank top and corset

(Although now that I wear corsets, I do enjoy seeing which historical authors have done their corset research…but that’s another blog!)

If you look at my corsets, you can see that they do not come all the way over the hips but instead, sit above the hipbone. Again, that’s that whole sitting thing. I need help to make sure I sit up straight—but I don’t want or need steel bars (no more whalebone!) digging into me. If it’s not comfortable, why would anyone do it?

And as for the concern that I’m weakening my core muscles by relying on a corset instead of, you know, sitting up straight—well, here’s the thing. The thing is pain. The way my body works is that one group of muscles are unable to cope with the me-ness that is me and a corresponding group of muscles does double duty trying to pick up the slack. This is the fact of my physiology, as medically verified by my pain-management doctor. So for me, corsets are actually giving those overworked muscle groups a break and helping the underworked muscles stretch out more. It’s crazy—but it’s true!

Most of my corsets are underbust and I just wear them over my regular clothes. In the winter, I normally layer anyway, so I’ll have on a t-shirt, a corset, and a sweater. I only wear them when I’m in my office writing. Every one of my corsets is from Orchard Corset. They’re amazingly affordable—perfect for starting out—and their blogs are a wealth of information on how to corset in today’s modern age.

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The aforementioned cleavage, totally wasted on the dogs.

What are the side effects? Well, I have really great cleavage when I’m wearing a corset—and, since I only wear them when I’m writing, which is during business hours, that cleavage is COMPLETELY wasted on the dogs. They truly don’t appreciate it at all.

In the summer, it can get hot—which is why I bought a mesh corset. It’s not as tight as the all-fabric ones, but it keeps me mostly in line. And sometimes I answer the door when I’m wearing a wild corset/shirt color combo and accidentally freak out a neighbor. Sorry! I do keep a cardigan handy just so the cleavage is under control.

As I’ve started wearing them more, I’ve started buying more. They’re so pretty! So then I started incorporating them into my Professional Author Look—yeah, that one. At the conferences I’ve been to, people are really surprised to see one. Plus we’ve started steampunking and look! I had all these corsets ready to go!

So what do you think? Would you ever wear a corset on a regular basis? I’ll pick one random commenter to win a copy of His Son, Her Secret! And this time, I’ll actually GET the email, I promise!

There wasn’tFalling Fiance FINAL jpeg a new release this month (whew!) but you can still go support your friendly corset-wearing author!

Falling For Her Fake Fiance buy links: AmazonB & N | Harlequin All Romance | iBooks | Kobo | Google

Byron NOT FINALHis Son, Her Secret buy links: Amazon | Powell’s | Indiebound B & N | Harlequin All Romance | iBooks | Kobo | Google

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Ride with the devils again by Beth Williamson

Howdy y’all, Beth Williamson here! I’m happy to say, I’m about to ride with the devils again. What does that mean? Why, it means I’m relaunching my beloved Devils on Horseback and bringing out two new series to accompany it.

The original 5 books were based on a ragtag group of ex-Civil War soldiers who moved to Texas to start over. I fell in love with these men and their emotional, gritty and sometimes bloody books. Giving them the happily ever after was wonderfully satisfying.

They will relaunch December 8 with new covers to herald the publication of the first book in the new series, Devils on Horseback: Generations, ADAM. December 22, ADAM hits the proverbial bookshelves. It’s the first in the next generation of devils – he is Jake Sheridan’s son and his life is about to get turned upside down and inside out by a grifter named Eve.

Yep, I went there. How could I resist? Adam and Eve? New beginnings. Yeah, but I brought it – the emotion, the gritty, the smexy times, and of course, the HEA. I hope y’all will pick it up and ride with the devils again!


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Delilah Devlin: Family Values is here! (Contest)

Update: The winner is…Clare O’Beara!


I hope you’re ready for some sexy good times. Swear there must be something in the water around Two Mule, Texas. But their women are the luckiest in the state! And their men really do consider it a duty to ensure a woman’s pleasure.

For a chance to win a download of one of the prequel books to Family Values, answer me this (ungrammatical, but I use that phrase all the time):

If a place like Two Mule, Texas, where unconventional hookups was the norm, actually existed, would you move there?


When coming between three brothers, it’s best to just let go.

Lone Star Lovers, Book 8

Angelina Flores lived a perfect ranch-kid childhood, complete with three princes on horseback who treated their housekeeper’s daughter like a princess. At age eighteen, the fairytale came crashing down when she realized she had to choose between Brand, Nate and Eli MacAfee.

And when she did choose one—she lost all three.

She’s older now. Wiser, thanks to her college education and a few years’ distance. A distance she’d planned to maintain…until her mother begs her to fill in at the ranch while she takes care of a sick relative.

The minute her boots hit the front porch, the memories come flooding back, right along with the hunger. It’s tough to put the past behind her when temptation is so close. Especially since the brothers seem bound and determined to woo her. Separately. Together. Whatever it takes to keep her right where she belongs—in their arms.

Warning: Three cowboys all aiming for the same goal, and one woman with the cajones to give it to them—or wipe the floor with their butts, if necessary.

Purchase at: Samhain | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iTunes |  Kobo

Excerpt from Family Values:

“I’m sorry, Angel. It’s all I can say. You have an education now. You’re grown. You can make your own choice.”

“But I can’t.”

He shot her a sideways glance. There were tears in her eyes. “Are you afraid of hurting one of us?”

Her chin trembled. “That, and…” Her gaze went to the wall, and she released a slow breath. “I love you. All three of you. So you see…”

He stopped breathing when he heard the I love you. The second sentence was disappointing, but better than a rejection. She didn’t know it yet, but they were going to make this easy for her.

Brand reached out for her hand and held it inside his. It was slender, soft and so small. He worried now about so many things. “Will you trust me? I know I haven’t given you much reason, but before I sent you away, we were friends, weren’t we?”

A tear rolled down one cheek, and she wiped it away with the back of her other hand. “You were always quiet, Brand, remote. A little too removed from me for us to be besties. But I did trust you. When I was scared, you were the one I ran to.”

“I was older. I had no business lustin’ after you.”

“Lusting?” Her plump mouth twitched again. “There’s only twelve years between us.”

He narrowed his eyes. “And back then, I could still see you in pigtails.”

“Do you see me as a child now?”

He tightened his jaw. “No,” he rasped.

“Brand…” She paused and bit her lip.

“Out with it. We’re bein’ honest here.”

“I was never sure you wanted me,” she whispered. “You never kissed me. Eli brought me flowers and kissed me in the barn. And you know what Nate and I did.”

He felt a muscle jump at the side of his jaw and forced himself to relax. “I wanted kisses, Angel. I wanted you in my bed. Don’t ever think I didn’t.”

She shook back her hair and angled her chin higher. “And now? Do you still want me?”

Brand saw the challenge in the jut of her chin, but he also saw the vulnerability. There in her doe-like eyes. And the only thing he could think to do, because he sure as hell couldn’t force another word past his tight throat, was lean toward her and kiss her.

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Hi Everyone!

I recently attended the fabulous (not-to-be-missed) IND’Scribe author and reader conference sponsored by InD’Tale Magazine, where I had the absolute delight of playing dress up and having pictures taken with one of the awesome and incredible (as well as sweet and sexy) Period Images cover models, Michael Foster.  We were totally goofy and playful and had a great time. After I got home and got the pictures back, I decided to play some more and made some “fake” book covers that I posted online. I was surprised when a number of readers said I should use these as real covers. I was flattered but thought they were a bit over-the -top and don’t really go with any of my books anyway. At the same time, I thought it would be great fun to use them somehow.


I have posted five covers on my website  that I am going to use for five short stories that I will (attempt to) write based on your suggestions! All you need to do is fill out the entry form for each book cover. At the end of the contest period, I will choose the winner and write the short story/episode based on the winners characters and plot idea. There will be at least one winner per story. There could be more than one winner per episode if I combine different people’s ideas.


The winner of each short story will get co-author credit on the published books! The stories will be published as free books (no profit for anyone) on Wattpad and several e-book retailers and MIGHT even be combined in a print copy but that will be determined by final page count.  They will also get a framed copy of the book cover autographed by both myself and actor/cover model Michael Foster.

THIS CONTEST BEGINS OCTOBER 10, 2015 AND WILL END OCTOBER 10, 2016  (I have to allow time to write the stories!!!)

Click picture below for entry form:


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