The first review for Protect and Serve is in from Sizzling Hot Book Reviews.
I'm giddy with excitement. Check it out and see if it doesn't spike your curiosity about our couple, Officer Stone and Tami Cassidy.
Oh and if you're interested in purchasing Protect and Serve, go over to the book cover on the right and click on it. This will take you to the publisher buy page, or it is also available at Amazon and All Romance eBooks.
Now, back to the wonderful world of writing...
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Protect and Serve on Amazon
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Available Now "Protect and Serve"
RELEASE DAY IS HERE!
You first met Kevin Stone in "Spliced". The sexy, romantic cop is back and he's got his hands full with the love of his life, Tami Cassidy. She's fun, HOT, and everything he didn't know he wanted. Her adventurous side has landed her in trouble and he's up to his neck in danger trying to keep her safe.
Who knew a simple phone app could be so deadly?
You can grab Protect and Serve here. You can also read an excerpt.
As soon as it becomes available on Amazon I'll post link.
I do hope you enjoy Kevin and Tami's story and as always...
HAPPY READING!!!
You first met Kevin Stone in "Spliced". The sexy, romantic cop is back and he's got his hands full with the love of his life, Tami Cassidy. She's fun, HOT, and everything he didn't know he wanted. Her adventurous side has landed her in trouble and he's up to his neck in danger trying to keep her safe.
Who knew a simple phone app could be so deadly?
You can grab Protect and Serve here. You can also read an excerpt.
As soon as it becomes available on Amazon I'll post link.
I do hope you enjoy Kevin and Tami's story and as always...
HAPPY READING!!!
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Fun Phone Apps That Turn Dangerous
Caught your attention with that post title didn't I? What the heck is she talking about, is that what you're thinking? Well, let me explain.
We've all seen them advertised on TV, "Text 1234 to such and such and find out if your crush is your true love" or, and this is my favorite. "Text 1234 to such and such and find out when you're going to die" These apps are supposed to be for fun, but my brain took that simple idea and twisted it until I came up with story.
Protect and Serve
Tami Cassidy with her free willed, always looking for an adventure, what could it hurt attitude - decided to give the Death Clock app a whirl. At first she got a good laugh. In three months time she'd be dead, yeah, right. But then the clock started counting down and she began to receive messages reminding her of her impending death.
A nuisance, but nothing serious, until they started arriving every hour on the hour. A simple number change would stop that. Not so much. And, couldn't this all come at more inconvenient time? The hot cop, Kevin Stone, who she's been blatantly flirting with for months has finally taken the hint and asked her out. Her life becomes a roller coaster ride. The ups of spending time with this passionate, all consuming man and the lows of fear that this app isn't as innocent and fun as the thought.
The countdown is beginning.....
We as a society simply expect there is nothing malicious behind those apps or games we download. But what if something more sinister is lurking. A power we can't see or don't understand. Are you willing to turn your life upside down or possibly die for a few moments of entertainment?
Protect and Serve coming November 2, 2012 from Ellora's Cave
We've all seen them advertised on TV, "Text 1234 to such and such and find out if your crush is your true love" or, and this is my favorite. "Text 1234 to such and such and find out when you're going to die" These apps are supposed to be for fun, but my brain took that simple idea and twisted it until I came up with story.
Protect and Serve
Tami Cassidy with her free willed, always looking for an adventure, what could it hurt attitude - decided to give the Death Clock app a whirl. At first she got a good laugh. In three months time she'd be dead, yeah, right. But then the clock started counting down and she began to receive messages reminding her of her impending death.
A nuisance, but nothing serious, until they started arriving every hour on the hour. A simple number change would stop that. Not so much. And, couldn't this all come at more inconvenient time? The hot cop, Kevin Stone, who she's been blatantly flirting with for months has finally taken the hint and asked her out. Her life becomes a roller coaster ride. The ups of spending time with this passionate, all consuming man and the lows of fear that this app isn't as innocent and fun as the thought.
The countdown is beginning.....
We as a society simply expect there is nothing malicious behind those apps or games we download. But what if something more sinister is lurking. A power we can't see or don't understand. Are you willing to turn your life upside down or possibly die for a few moments of entertainment?
Protect and Serve coming November 2, 2012 from Ellora's Cave
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
"Protect and Serve" Cover Love and Release Date
Oh Yeah. A matter of minutes ago I received my cover for "Protect and Serve"
Would you like to see it?
Kevin Stone—the good-hearted, passionate friend from Spliced—is back, and this time he’s getting his own adventurous tale of love and desire.
Red hair, crystal-blue eyes, a heart of gold and a sexual beast all rolled up in one perfect package named Tami Cassidy. She satisfies every need a man craves, intellectually and sexually. Tami takes his body to the limits and stimulates his heart in ways he never thought possible. Her free spirit is contagious and releases hidden desires she’s more than happy to fulfill. Even her ability for finding trouble isn’t enough to cool the raging fire. All Kevin Stone has to do is survive her misfortunes and life will be perfect.
Tami Cassidy has found the man of her dreams. Officer Stone takes his vow to protect and serve seriously. He serves her body in extremely delicious ways that make a girl scream with pleasure. Unfortunately, even Kevin’s undivided attention can’t protect them both from a poorly chosen app she downloaded on her phone and strange happenings taking place in her home. It’s going to take every ounce of love and courage she has to end this nightmare.
RELEASE DATE: November 2, 2012
Click here to be taken to the Coming Soon page that will eventually turn into the buy page.
This is a Super Plus Novel so it isn't quick reading. I hope everyone enjoys Kevin's story.
Would you like to see it?
Kevin Stone—the good-hearted, passionate friend from Spliced—is back, and this time he’s getting his own adventurous tale of love and desire.
Red hair, crystal-blue eyes, a heart of gold and a sexual beast all rolled up in one perfect package named Tami Cassidy. She satisfies every need a man craves, intellectually and sexually. Tami takes his body to the limits and stimulates his heart in ways he never thought possible. Her free spirit is contagious and releases hidden desires she’s more than happy to fulfill. Even her ability for finding trouble isn’t enough to cool the raging fire. All Kevin Stone has to do is survive her misfortunes and life will be perfect.
Tami Cassidy has found the man of her dreams. Officer Stone takes his vow to protect and serve seriously. He serves her body in extremely delicious ways that make a girl scream with pleasure. Unfortunately, even Kevin’s undivided attention can’t protect them both from a poorly chosen app she downloaded on her phone and strange happenings taking place in her home. It’s going to take every ounce of love and courage she has to end this nightmare.
RELEASE DATE: November 2, 2012
Click here to be taken to the Coming Soon page that will eventually turn into the buy page.
This is a Super Plus Novel so it isn't quick reading. I hope everyone enjoys Kevin's story.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
"Protect and Serve"
Great News! I was offered a contract for my latest story. In my last post I mentioned the working title was "Mine to Kill", well that got axed because the publisher doesn't like references to death in the titles. No big deal. So, I kicked it around and came up with "Protect and Serve"
If you read "SPLICED" you remember Officer Kevin Stone and I thought this new title fit him so well. He takes his job seriously and it turns out, he takes loving his lady seriously as well. I have to say, I was shocked at how hot and eager to "serve" he turned out to be. Stone, you dawg! Gotta love a man who puts everything into a relationship.
I side note, a contract was also signed by a buddy of mine, Robby Mills, for her second title "REKINDLE THE FLAME" Now, if you're easily offended by graphic words and explicit sex scenes, best not check that book out. BUT! If you're into hot, melt you computer screen, curl your toes scream out loud stories, well, enjoy! Her stories aren't for the faint of heart, I warn you now.
Also, on this day of remembrance, I'd like to take a moment and say my thoughts and prayers are with families who lost loved one's on this day 11 years ago. A tragidy of epic proportions which should never be forgotten or never made light of. I remember the day so well and have no doubt it will stick with me until my dying breath. What I choose to think about now is the sight of the first responders rushing into two damaged buildings as others rushed out. Men and women who put others before them and paid the ultimate price.
It takes a special person to be a Police Officer,Fireman, EMT, Paramedic. Those people we depend on when we are at our lowest are selfless and I can honestly speak from experience when I say they are few and far between.
And, let's not forget our Soldiers who went into battle to defend our country from further cowardly attacks. Bless each and every one along with their families. Once again sacrifices were made by selfless individuals and for all who were affected by this day 11 years ago, for those who were left behind, I haven't forgotten about you either. You are constantly in my thoughts and I wish the very best future for you all.
Happy reading everyone......and take a moment to simply remember.
If you read "SPLICED" you remember Officer Kevin Stone and I thought this new title fit him so well. He takes his job seriously and it turns out, he takes loving his lady seriously as well. I have to say, I was shocked at how hot and eager to "serve" he turned out to be. Stone, you dawg! Gotta love a man who puts everything into a relationship.
I side note, a contract was also signed by a buddy of mine, Robby Mills, for her second title "REKINDLE THE FLAME" Now, if you're easily offended by graphic words and explicit sex scenes, best not check that book out. BUT! If you're into hot, melt you computer screen, curl your toes scream out loud stories, well, enjoy! Her stories aren't for the faint of heart, I warn you now.
Also, on this day of remembrance, I'd like to take a moment and say my thoughts and prayers are with families who lost loved one's on this day 11 years ago. A tragidy of epic proportions which should never be forgotten or never made light of. I remember the day so well and have no doubt it will stick with me until my dying breath. What I choose to think about now is the sight of the first responders rushing into two damaged buildings as others rushed out. Men and women who put others before them and paid the ultimate price.
It takes a special person to be a Police Officer,Fireman, EMT, Paramedic. Those people we depend on when we are at our lowest are selfless and I can honestly speak from experience when I say they are few and far between.
And, let's not forget our Soldiers who went into battle to defend our country from further cowardly attacks. Bless each and every one along with their families. Once again sacrifices were made by selfless individuals and for all who were affected by this day 11 years ago, for those who were left behind, I haven't forgotten about you either. You are constantly in my thoughts and I wish the very best future for you all.
Happy reading everyone......and take a moment to simply remember.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Summer Is Over.. Schools in and writing commences
As a mother of three summer is a hectic time and the older my children get the more my time is limited to accomplish things. Here's the good news. I may not have been posting on my blog, but I did write and completed a story which is now in the hands of my editor. If you read SPLICED you may remember adorable, lovable Kevin Stone. Well, I had to write him a story with a fun, out of control woman who wrapped him up in knots and then unraveled him in the sexiest of ways.
I'm still waiting to hear from my editor and fingers crossed she likes it and offers a contract. The working title....MINE TO KILL
In the meantime, I'd like to ask my followers and readers to please do me a favor. If you've read my books, please, go to Amazon and click on the LIKE button. The more likes and author gets the more exposure they receive. I hate groveling like this, I really do, but I've discovered while I sit back and not make use of these advantages, others are pushing ahead and their sales are exploding.
So, I'm groveling.......(down on my knees, sad, puppy dog eyes) PLEASE, click the little LIKE button on Amazon so my books get more exposure. I would be forever grateful. And hey, if I get a up to 50 likes on each book, I think a give away is in order. Sound good?
And, if you're an author and LIKE my books, let me know. If I haven't already clicked the button for you, I'm more than happy to return the favor. Drop me a line, it's that easy.
So, until I hear from my editor, I'll be working on another story. Hopefully, I'll be popping in to write about upcoming events and possibly a release date.
Happy reading everyone.....
I'm still waiting to hear from my editor and fingers crossed she likes it and offers a contract. The working title....MINE TO KILL
In the meantime, I'd like to ask my followers and readers to please do me a favor. If you've read my books, please, go to Amazon and click on the LIKE button. The more likes and author gets the more exposure they receive. I hate groveling like this, I really do, but I've discovered while I sit back and not make use of these advantages, others are pushing ahead and their sales are exploding.
So, I'm groveling.......(down on my knees, sad, puppy dog eyes) PLEASE, click the little LIKE button on Amazon so my books get more exposure. I would be forever grateful. And hey, if I get a up to 50 likes on each book, I think a give away is in order. Sound good?
And, if you're an author and LIKE my books, let me know. If I haven't already clicked the button for you, I'm more than happy to return the favor. Drop me a line, it's that easy.
So, until I hear from my editor, I'll be working on another story. Hopefully, I'll be popping in to write about upcoming events and possibly a release date.
Happy reading everyone.....
Friday, June 1, 2012
Patriotic Work of Art
I came across pictures of this amazing car and thought I'd share them. The talent it takes to create this moving tribute is remarkable. It gives me the shivers. Take a look, see what you think.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
FREE READ! Limited Time Only
Hey everyone! Good News for readers. For a limited time my first published work Black Smoke is free.
Who doesn't love a free read, right? Wanna see what the reviewers had to say about it? Visit my website www.robinleighmiller.com and click on the review tab. You can also read a few reviews at Ellora's Cave.
More good news, if you like Black Smoke the other two books in the Agents of Mercy series are under 2$.
Boomer's Fall
Ricochets Rogue
Enjoy!
Who doesn't love a free read, right? Wanna see what the reviewers had to say about it? Visit my website www.robinleighmiller.com and click on the review tab. You can also read a few reviews at Ellora's Cave.
More good news, if you like Black Smoke the other two books in the Agents of Mercy series are under 2$.
Boomer's Fall
Ricochets Rogue
Enjoy!
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Dance for you Sex
On Friday March 9th a new erotic story is releasing at Ellora's Cave for the Men's Line
Dance for your Sex
Clay Bower has an insatiable appetite when it comes to his sexual pleasures. His women need to be wild and hot with stamina that matches his own. He’s not interested in relationships, now or in the future, and even the sexy banker with the quick blush can’t change his mind—not that she’s made any attempt to.
Imagine his surprise when he sees the hot banker on stage shaking assets she normally keeps neatly covered. Better yet, her attention is solely on him and when she hops off stage and gives him a personal dance, Clay’s blood boils. Turns out he doesn’t know the woman at all and she’s willing to teach him a few things.
Of course, these stories can and are enjoyed by many women, so don't be shy! Who doesn't want a little hot sex every now and then?
Dance for your Sex
Clay Bower has an insatiable appetite when it comes to his sexual pleasures. His women need to be wild and hot with stamina that matches his own. He’s not interested in relationships, now or in the future, and even the sexy banker with the quick blush can’t change his mind—not that she’s made any attempt to.
Imagine his surprise when he sees the hot banker on stage shaking assets she normally keeps neatly covered. Better yet, her attention is solely on him and when she hops off stage and gives him a personal dance, Clay’s blood boils. Turns out he doesn’t know the woman at all and she’s willing to teach him a few things.
Of course, these stories can and are enjoyed by many women, so don't be shy! Who doesn't want a little hot sex every now and then?
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Rant Time!!! Are you willing to let big business dictate what you'll buy?
Has everyone heard about paypal forcing merchants and publishers who use their services to ban erotic writings? If they don't, paypal will cancel their accounts. What does this mean? All Romance eBooks, Smashwords, Bookstrand, you won't be able to buy your favorite erotic romance from them anymore. My question? Who the hell are they to police what is read and written and how exactly are they getting away with it? Censorship, freedom of speech, any of this sound familiar?
Here's a great article on the subject Paypal Strong Arms Indie Publishers Over Erotic Content
I for one will be terminating my account. There are other alternatives to use and I will be be checking them out.
Exactly how much money do you think paypal will lose over this? I hope it sinks them. I know, that's cruel, but that's the way I feel. I simply don't understand why corporations think they can manipulate the public this way.
Nows the time for a new payment service to surface and blow them out of the water. I wish I knew how to do it. Sadly, I'm not teck savvy.
Anyway, it's to you whether or not you choose to continue using them. If they get away with this, what will be next? Keep that in mind.
What are your thoughts on this matter?
Oh and keep in mind some of the oldest classics will be banned as well.
Here's a great article on the subject Paypal Strong Arms Indie Publishers Over Erotic Content
I for one will be terminating my account. There are other alternatives to use and I will be be checking them out.
Exactly how much money do you think paypal will lose over this? I hope it sinks them. I know, that's cruel, but that's the way I feel. I simply don't understand why corporations think they can manipulate the public this way.
Nows the time for a new payment service to surface and blow them out of the water. I wish I knew how to do it. Sadly, I'm not teck savvy.
Anyway, it's to you whether or not you choose to continue using them. If they get away with this, what will be next? Keep that in mind.
What are your thoughts on this matter?
Oh and keep in mind some of the oldest classics will be banned as well.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Lady Start Your Engine!!!!!!!
Sitting here watching the Daytona 500, probably the only race I'll watch this season. With life as hectic as it is, I don't have much time or care to get involved the entire season. That being said, I may have to check in once in a while to keep watch on Danica Patrick. Third woman ever to start the Daytona. Possibly the only one with a chance to make a mark in NASCAR.
She's got balls people. I'm talking big, beefy ones made of brass for a tiny woman. I love her attitude as well. In an interview with the great Daryl Waltrip she stated that she didn't much care for the term role model. She said people should want to be better than her, and ya know what, she's right! It's good to look up to people, but you should want to strive to be better. Here's a question for ya? How many men would you have heard those words come from?
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not man bashing, but anyone who watches pro sports knows ego's and arrogance go hand in hand. I simply found it refreshing to hear someone shrug off being the center of attention and say people should push to be more successful.
Of course, there are so many people out there bashing her. She doesn't belong. She can't drive, blah fucking blah. I say she scares the hell out of them, that's what their problem is. Excuse me, but the woman cut her teeth in INDY racing, won and was a force to be reckoned with. Get over yourselves, sit back and give the woman the credit she's due. Put your wanker back in your pants and stop armchair driving. Get your assess in a car and see what it takes to put over 2000lbs of metal powered by 900 horsepower around a track without bouncing off everyone and everything. Then I'll listen to ya!
Some of you may know, most probably not, I spent 6 years in a stock car being the only female to race upward to 20 men on any given night. I raced dirt, not asphalt and I much prefer dirt. More forgiving, especially when you roll 8 times. But, that's another story. The point is, I know how hard it is to put yourself out there and be criticized. IT SUCKS!! The crap you have to put up with is unbelievable. The disrespect, nauseating. So yeah, I go a little nuts when I hear shit being spouted from the ass holes positioned on the face. Of course, with the "role models" in our government disrespecting women every time they open their mouths, it's no wonder our nation still spouts this trash. But, enough of that.
I for one hope Danica tears up the track, keeps her head and remembers she has to be better than the men she races, not only in talent, but with her remarks and ego. Women like me, women who've been there, dealt with the garbage sure would like to have a woman to point to and say, "Take that egotistical ass wipes"
Whew, sorry, didn't mean to go on a rant. Anyway, racing gave me needed confidence in myself, standing up to those who claimed I belonged in bed with my legs spread let me see I could do anything I put my mind too. Take not ladies. We can be anything we want to be.
And, if you're lucky, you find a man who stands beside you and cheers you on, rides in the ambulance with you and makes sure you have a race-able car for the next week as you lay there tied to a board not able to move. My hero didn't ride a white horse, he drove an awesome red and white Camaro that he painted himself, won a trophy for and brought that bitch home to victory lane several times. He's still my hero and stands beside me in my new adventure of writing.
Go Danica! And, appreciate your hero behind the scenes.
She's got balls people. I'm talking big, beefy ones made of brass for a tiny woman. I love her attitude as well. In an interview with the great Daryl Waltrip she stated that she didn't much care for the term role model. She said people should want to be better than her, and ya know what, she's right! It's good to look up to people, but you should want to strive to be better. Here's a question for ya? How many men would you have heard those words come from?
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not man bashing, but anyone who watches pro sports knows ego's and arrogance go hand in hand. I simply found it refreshing to hear someone shrug off being the center of attention and say people should push to be more successful.
Of course, there are so many people out there bashing her. She doesn't belong. She can't drive, blah fucking blah. I say she scares the hell out of them, that's what their problem is. Excuse me, but the woman cut her teeth in INDY racing, won and was a force to be reckoned with. Get over yourselves, sit back and give the woman the credit she's due. Put your wanker back in your pants and stop armchair driving. Get your assess in a car and see what it takes to put over 2000lbs of metal powered by 900 horsepower around a track without bouncing off everyone and everything. Then I'll listen to ya!
Some of you may know, most probably not, I spent 6 years in a stock car being the only female to race upward to 20 men on any given night. I raced dirt, not asphalt and I much prefer dirt. More forgiving, especially when you roll 8 times. But, that's another story. The point is, I know how hard it is to put yourself out there and be criticized. IT SUCKS!! The crap you have to put up with is unbelievable. The disrespect, nauseating. So yeah, I go a little nuts when I hear shit being spouted from the ass holes positioned on the face. Of course, with the "role models" in our government disrespecting women every time they open their mouths, it's no wonder our nation still spouts this trash. But, enough of that.
I for one hope Danica tears up the track, keeps her head and remembers she has to be better than the men she races, not only in talent, but with her remarks and ego. Women like me, women who've been there, dealt with the garbage sure would like to have a woman to point to and say, "Take that egotistical ass wipes"
Whew, sorry, didn't mean to go on a rant. Anyway, racing gave me needed confidence in myself, standing up to those who claimed I belonged in bed with my legs spread let me see I could do anything I put my mind too. Take not ladies. We can be anything we want to be.
And, if you're lucky, you find a man who stands beside you and cheers you on, rides in the ambulance with you and makes sure you have a race-able car for the next week as you lay there tied to a board not able to move. My hero didn't ride a white horse, he drove an awesome red and white Camaro that he painted himself, won a trophy for and brought that bitch home to victory lane several times. He's still my hero and stands beside me in my new adventure of writing.
Go Danica! And, appreciate your hero behind the scenes.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Liebster Blog Award
Yippy Skippy! I'm so thrilled. I received the Liebster Blog Award from the awesome, rocking, cool chick Jennifer James.
Okay, I'll admit, I had to Google it to find out what this wonderful award was and now that I'm a tad bit smarter, I'll share what I found with you. M'kay?!
The Liebster Blog Award is an award givin by one blogger to another. You can give this to a blog that you find cool, informative, fun, because you think the blogger is hot, because they have wicked awesome hair, really for any reason you'd like. All you have to do is follow the rules.
1. The blog must have less than 200 followers. (not a problem for me)
2. You use your manners and say thank you to the person who passed this award on to you.
THANK YOU JENNIFER JAMES (okay, I said thank you on her blog as well)
3. Nominate 5 blogs you think are awesome, cool and top shit!
4. Post a link to the person who nominated you. (if you look up at the beginning of the blog you'll find Jennifer James' name. simply click on it and you'll be taken directly to her really fun blog)
5. Comment on the person's blog you are passing it on to.
Simple.
Seriously, I love popping in to Jennifer's blog. She's funny. I love her personality.
Now here's the thing. I'll have to list my 5 nominee's later because I need to keep in accordance to the rules. So I have some research to do. Cause, it seems everyone has more followers than me. (sheepish gin)
In the mean time, go check out Jennifer James. You won't regret it.
Okay, I'll admit, I had to Google it to find out what this wonderful award was and now that I'm a tad bit smarter, I'll share what I found with you. M'kay?!
The Liebster Blog Award is an award givin by one blogger to another. You can give this to a blog that you find cool, informative, fun, because you think the blogger is hot, because they have wicked awesome hair, really for any reason you'd like. All you have to do is follow the rules.
1. The blog must have less than 200 followers. (not a problem for me)
2. You use your manners and say thank you to the person who passed this award on to you.
THANK YOU JENNIFER JAMES (okay, I said thank you on her blog as well)
3. Nominate 5 blogs you think are awesome, cool and top shit!
4. Post a link to the person who nominated you. (if you look up at the beginning of the blog you'll find Jennifer James' name. simply click on it and you'll be taken directly to her really fun blog)
5. Comment on the person's blog you are passing it on to.
Simple.
Seriously, I love popping in to Jennifer's blog. She's funny. I love her personality.
Now here's the thing. I'll have to list my 5 nominee's later because I need to keep in accordance to the rules. So I have some research to do. Cause, it seems everyone has more followers than me. (sheepish gin)
In the mean time, go check out Jennifer James. You won't regret it.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
CONTEST
Another chance to win a free read.
Visit Riverina Romanctics from now until Feb 12 and enter for a chance to win a free copy of Running Blind.
Jessica Crist is a top-notch psychic called on by the Sioux City Police to help stop a serial killer. Seeing this as just another case, she agrees, but the tables turn and the hunter becomes the hunted. Running for her life, she travels hundreds of miles, still able to sense the killer on her trail. But how is he tracking her? Exhausted, hungry and scared, Jessica takes a wrong turn down a dirt road and crashes into destiny.
Reclusive Reed Baker is heading to his home in town when headlights blind him on the private road leading to his cabin. The badly injured driver pleads with him not to call the authorities. Abandoning his vow not to become involved in another person's problem, he takes her home. With each passing hour, she causes him to question his sanity and his decision to become involved in her problems. Problems that could cost him his life.
Running Blind can be purchased at Ellora's Cave or on Amazon
Visit Riverina Romanctics from now until Feb 12 and enter for a chance to win a free copy of Running Blind.
Jessica Crist is a top-notch psychic called on by the Sioux City Police to help stop a serial killer. Seeing this as just another case, she agrees, but the tables turn and the hunter becomes the hunted. Running for her life, she travels hundreds of miles, still able to sense the killer on her trail. But how is he tracking her? Exhausted, hungry and scared, Jessica takes a wrong turn down a dirt road and crashes into destiny.
Reclusive Reed Baker is heading to his home in town when headlights blind him on the private road leading to his cabin. The badly injured driver pleads with him not to call the authorities. Abandoning his vow not to become involved in another person's problem, he takes her home. With each passing hour, she causes him to question his sanity and his decision to become involved in her problems. Problems that could cost him his life.
Running Blind can be purchased at Ellora's Cave or on Amazon
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
A Chance to win Spliced!
Feb 1 and Feb 2 I have an interview and blog up at The Book Queens Palace blog. Stop by and answer a few questions for a chance to win your FREE copy of Spliced!
http://tbqspersonalbookpalace.blogspot.com/
I love her blog and have been stopping by regularly to check it out!
http://tbqspersonalbookpalace.blogspot.com/
I love her blog and have been stopping by regularly to check it out!
Friday, January 20, 2012
Recommended Read "Spliced" does it again!
I'm flabbergasted! Another recommended read for "Spliced" at Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews.
Here's a snippet.
This is an incredibly emotional and heartfelt book and I am so happy that I got the chance to review it. Please get this book as soon as you can. You will not be disappointed!
Check out the blog for the entire review.
Here's a snippet.
This is an incredibly emotional and heartfelt book and I am so happy that I got the chance to review it. Please get this book as soon as you can. You will not be disappointed!
Check out the blog for the entire review.
Monday, January 16, 2012
"Spliced" Reviewers Top Pick
A review from Night Owl Reviews hit today. A Top Pick! Here's a snippet of the review, for the rest visit Night Owl Reviews
"Wow. I'm speechless—literally speechless. Spliced was, quite simply, one hell of a roller-coaster—and easily my favorite book of 2012. Maybe of all time—ever! Within the first few pages, I was hooked, and I couldn't walk away even if I had wanted to. And believe me: I didn't want to.
Spliced is pure perfection: steamy, emotional and gripping!
5 STARS! Robin Leigh Miller, you have yourself a new fan for life! I'm still reeling from the emotional and passionate battle that Spliced waged on me, and yet at the same time I can't wait to pick up more of your novels! I loved this book so much it's going on my favorites list for good, and I plan on re-reading it as soon as I come down from this virtual high that it has left me in. I hope that Officer Stone gets his own story, as I was sad to see him all alone (though I knew Ridge was the only one for Avary). There are not enough words in the dictionary to accurately capture my feelings on Spliced, but I will say this: I've enjoyed countless books over the years. I've loved quite a few. But Spliced may be the only one I have ever fallen for so hard, with my heart, soul, and body all tied up in the gut-wrenching story that is Avary and Ridge. Do yourself a favor and buy this book. Now! You won't regret it. But be prepared—grab a box of tissues, a pitcher of ice water, and a quiet corner. Then settle yourself in, because this is going to be one hell of a ride—and one that you won't want to take a rest from until the very end!"
Spliced can be purchased at Ellora's Cave or Amazon
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Less Talk, More Action
Yay! The new Men's Line at Ellora's Cave launched today. As I said before, these stories are written for men from a man's Point of view, but ladies are welcome to dive in with both feet and get the heart pumping. Here's a peek at what hit the cyber shelves today. Check out these sizzling excerpts!
Less Talk, More Action by Robin Leigh Miller
Rylee Shotts strolled into his house as the clock ticked to one a.m. Normally he wouldn’t be home this early on a Friday night but his friends had other plans, mostly dates, and that left him rolling solo for the evening. It had happened before, but most times he could find a soft, warm body to keep him company. Tonight, no such luck. Maybe the midsummer heat kept people in. He didn’t know and didn’t really give a damn.
After grabbing an ice-cold beer from the fridge, he made his way out to his back deck. The air felt heavy, thick and wet. Humidity hung like a heavy blanket over the area and he had to admit it dampened his partying mood. Looking out over his backyard, he decided an early morning lawn mowing would be a good idea. He could have it finished by mid-morning and then camp out in the air conditioning the rest of the day.
A sound caught his attention and had him turning toward the house next door. A dim light flicked on, barely illuminating the small cement patio. Rylee took a sip of beer and turned his attention back to his property. If the weather wasn’t going to be so stifling this weekend he’d consider starting that backyard barbeque pit he’d always wanted.
Another sound came from next door. Rylee turned his head and glanced down to find a chaise longue sitting in the dim light with a large bottle of water and a frosty glass of some kind of brightly colored drink sitting next to it. Since when did the old man who lived there drink, much less fumble around at this hour?
The door opened and a long-legged brunette stepped out wearing a short, strapless sundress that hugged her body tightly and accentuated her curvaceous hips and, hello, round popping ass. Fuck, he loved full-loaded asses. Damn, old man Foust either had a granddaughter visiting or the old bastard still had it up and working.
Rylee stepped into the shadows near the end of his deck so he could get a better look without being seen. The last thing he needed was the old man charging over with a rifle, ready to blow his balls off for peeping on his granddaughter or piece of ass, whichever the case may be. Tipping back his longneck bottle and taking a draw, Rylee settled in to see just what Legs was up to.
Hard Days Reward by Cara Carnes
There weren’t many things better than a cold beer after a shitty day. Only one came to Chad Barlow’s mind immediately—one of Shelly’s surprises.
He knocked on the apartment door and edged closer to the entrance. She’d driven him crazy most of the afternoon. The hands-off-at-work bullshit was getting old, but she made up for it when they did get together, so he couldn’t bitch too hard.
The door creaked open and a curvy brunette answered with a smirk on her full red lips. Her blue eyes scanned him in silent appreciation and his cock hardened instantly at the perusal. Her I’d-fuck-you-hard-any-day look almost made him forget why he was here.
A red, thin-strapped shirt hugged her palm-sized tits and stopped short of nice, full hips. Snug shorts stopped mid-thigh, offering him a bountiful feast of tanned skin, which ended at dainty red-polished toenails. But her lush lips and long, curled hair drew his gaze back to her bemused grin. His hands itched to run through the thick mass and press her to the floor. Maybe then he could sample exactly what that hot little mouth could do.
“You must be Chad.” She stepped aside. “Come in and join the party. Shelly’s told me all about you.”
Crap. He’d fucked up already and hadn’t even gotten in the door. His cock throbbed, aching for relief from the tension his thoughts had stirred. Shelly never went for drama, but getting a hard-on for whoever this was probably wasn’t the best way to start the surprise.
“Hey, baby.” Shelly wandered in, her long blonde hair swishing around her shoulders as she flip-flopped her way to him and stood on tiptoes to kiss him. Her hand ran down his chest and dipped lower to cup his balls. He groaned into her floral-scented hair. “I knew he’d find you hot, Marcy.”
The appreciative lilt in her voice revved his libido into overdrive. He’d make sure she purred good and hard tonight.
The white lace bra and panty set he’d gotten her for her birthday taunted him from beneath a white lace kimono. He never cared much what she wore. Her sexy-as-hell molten lips and the sensuous swish of her hips always captured his attention first.
The wicked grin he recognized lit up her face. She’d planned something naughty. “I’ve put out a beer for you.”
That’s one thing he always enjoyed about Shelly. The no-frills décor of her house made him welcome—from her eclectic black-and-white scenery photographs to an endless assortment of shot glasses. Nothing in the place matched and he loved every inch of it.
Marcy angled toward the loveseat and perched on the edge. “I was worried he wouldn’t since you’re so gorgeous.”
He’d lost track of the conversation somewhere between the gorgeous tits and sultry lips, but he didn’t much care. Shelly’s soft laughter tumbled through his jumbled mixture of shock and excitement. Fucking woman loved to shake things up—and damn if he wasn’t ready for whatever she was about to dish out tonight.
Nailing the Boss by Katie Blu
Billy Galan collected the papers and clips his assistant had just dropped all over the floor. Again. Poor kid was something of a mess. He shook his head while she continued to babble apologies. Thinly carpeted concrete bit into his kneecap through tailored slacks.
He reached for a paper that had fallen toward the aisle when his gaze snagged on an approaching pair of legs. Long, slim and toned, he could tell they were smooth and silky by the muted gleam of polished skin. She probably took long moisturizing baths with gentle cream rubdowns. Dear God, it made his cock twitch.
Billy’s gaze traveled down, not missing an inch of high-arched, delicate foot wrapped in candy-apple-red leather. A thin strap across her instep served no other purpose than to tease the flesh as it skimmed across, kissing her translucent skin and mocking him by doing so. Three inches lifted her heel, forcing her ankle to flex and delineating every rise and dip of the small bones and pushing her lean calf into a tight swell.
He’d know those long legs anywhere. He grinned as he sat back on his heels and blindly handed the wayward paper to his waiting assistant.
The red shoes pivoted and long fluid strides brought the sensual stems to Billy. He barely kept from cupping one slim ankle and dragging his palm up her calf.
“Morning, boss,” Billy drawled.
His gaze rose slowly, taking in the full effect of short, straight skirt at mid-thigh. She stood with her legs slightly parted, drawing the black fabric tightly against her firm, round thighs and making him think about the folds hidden in the shadow between them, just out of sight.
Would it be too much to hope for commando? Maybe a lacy thong he could hook his finger on, and draw aside for a leisurely lick. He nearly groaned.
Tanya squatted expertly, keeping her lovely knees together and letting her tight black skirt define the sweet curve of her ass. “Enjoying the view from down here?”
It was difficult, but he managed to drag his eyes away from her open neckline and exposed cleavage to ruby-colored lips and sexy bedroom eyes of soft green. She lifted one artful arch.
Take Me at the Ball Game by Cassandra Carr
JT Lovejoy looked out over the baseball field, still lit from the game tonight, with its crosscut grass and cleat marks forged in the dirt around the bases. The home team he covered for the local newspaper had just squeaked out an 11th-inning win and he’d been lucky to make his deadline—working so late he was now alone in the press box. His fingers were cramped and he could use a beer.
Too bad they don’t let us drink in the press box. Would make for some interesting stories for the paper.
JT was about to pack up his computer when he heard a noise behind him. He turned to see the team’s public relations intern, Sydney, standing just inside the door. His cock began to harden as he took in the tight team polo shirt stretched across tits he’d dreamed about more than once and a flippy little black skirt that made him wish for one of those under-the-skirt cameras so he could see what was hidden underneath. She tucked a strand of her long brown hair behind her ear and smiled. It was anything but innocent.
“Hi, JT. I saw the lights on but wasn’t sure anyone was up here.”
Sure you weren’t, honey.
They’d been flirting for weeks now and JT decided then and there to do something about it. “Yep, still here. Just turned in my assignment.”
“You, um, got everything you need?”
He raised an eyebrow.
What an opening…
“As a matter of fact, no.”
“Oh? Can I get you something else? Wait, you sent in your story already, though, right? You must have.”
“My story isn’t what I was talking about…”
What I need is you. Your tits, your pussy…
Sydney’s brow furrowed. Was she really this obtuse? JT would bet not. “Another feature?”
“Sort of.” He motioned her closer. “Come here and I’ll tell you.”
Her gaze darted to the closed door just behind her. “All right.”
She approached and he gripped the arms of the chair to keep himself from reaching for her. Sydney sat in one of the adjacent chairs and leaned forward a little, almost as if she were offering herself to him.
Hopefully she will before long.
He took a deep breath and went for it, staring out the window at the now darkened field.
“You’re what I need.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. Under me, on top of me, hell, side by side is fine…” He checked to see if she looked repulsed or about to slap him, but all she did was lick her lips. Images of those lips tightened around his cock flooded his sex-deprived mind.
“That’s pretty forward.”
“I’m a forward kinda guy,” he lied and held his breath.
Her eyes darted down to his lap and when she looked back up he could see the heat in them. “Well, we can’t have you needing something and not getting it, now, can we?”
JT tried to speak but a sound that could barely be classified as a croak was all he could force out as she slid off the chair and fell to her knees.
Less Talk, More Action by Robin Leigh Miller
Rylee Shotts strolled into his house as the clock ticked to one a.m. Normally he wouldn’t be home this early on a Friday night but his friends had other plans, mostly dates, and that left him rolling solo for the evening. It had happened before, but most times he could find a soft, warm body to keep him company. Tonight, no such luck. Maybe the midsummer heat kept people in. He didn’t know and didn’t really give a damn.
After grabbing an ice-cold beer from the fridge, he made his way out to his back deck. The air felt heavy, thick and wet. Humidity hung like a heavy blanket over the area and he had to admit it dampened his partying mood. Looking out over his backyard, he decided an early morning lawn mowing would be a good idea. He could have it finished by mid-morning and then camp out in the air conditioning the rest of the day.
A sound caught his attention and had him turning toward the house next door. A dim light flicked on, barely illuminating the small cement patio. Rylee took a sip of beer and turned his attention back to his property. If the weather wasn’t going to be so stifling this weekend he’d consider starting that backyard barbeque pit he’d always wanted.
Another sound came from next door. Rylee turned his head and glanced down to find a chaise longue sitting in the dim light with a large bottle of water and a frosty glass of some kind of brightly colored drink sitting next to it. Since when did the old man who lived there drink, much less fumble around at this hour?
The door opened and a long-legged brunette stepped out wearing a short, strapless sundress that hugged her body tightly and accentuated her curvaceous hips and, hello, round popping ass. Fuck, he loved full-loaded asses. Damn, old man Foust either had a granddaughter visiting or the old bastard still had it up and working.
Rylee stepped into the shadows near the end of his deck so he could get a better look without being seen. The last thing he needed was the old man charging over with a rifle, ready to blow his balls off for peeping on his granddaughter or piece of ass, whichever the case may be. Tipping back his longneck bottle and taking a draw, Rylee settled in to see just what Legs was up to.
Hard Days Reward by Cara Carnes
There weren’t many things better than a cold beer after a shitty day. Only one came to Chad Barlow’s mind immediately—one of Shelly’s surprises.
He knocked on the apartment door and edged closer to the entrance. She’d driven him crazy most of the afternoon. The hands-off-at-work bullshit was getting old, but she made up for it when they did get together, so he couldn’t bitch too hard.
The door creaked open and a curvy brunette answered with a smirk on her full red lips. Her blue eyes scanned him in silent appreciation and his cock hardened instantly at the perusal. Her I’d-fuck-you-hard-any-day look almost made him forget why he was here.
A red, thin-strapped shirt hugged her palm-sized tits and stopped short of nice, full hips. Snug shorts stopped mid-thigh, offering him a bountiful feast of tanned skin, which ended at dainty red-polished toenails. But her lush lips and long, curled hair drew his gaze back to her bemused grin. His hands itched to run through the thick mass and press her to the floor. Maybe then he could sample exactly what that hot little mouth could do.
“You must be Chad.” She stepped aside. “Come in and join the party. Shelly’s told me all about you.”
Crap. He’d fucked up already and hadn’t even gotten in the door. His cock throbbed, aching for relief from the tension his thoughts had stirred. Shelly never went for drama, but getting a hard-on for whoever this was probably wasn’t the best way to start the surprise.
“Hey, baby.” Shelly wandered in, her long blonde hair swishing around her shoulders as she flip-flopped her way to him and stood on tiptoes to kiss him. Her hand ran down his chest and dipped lower to cup his balls. He groaned into her floral-scented hair. “I knew he’d find you hot, Marcy.”
The appreciative lilt in her voice revved his libido into overdrive. He’d make sure she purred good and hard tonight.
The white lace bra and panty set he’d gotten her for her birthday taunted him from beneath a white lace kimono. He never cared much what she wore. Her sexy-as-hell molten lips and the sensuous swish of her hips always captured his attention first.
The wicked grin he recognized lit up her face. She’d planned something naughty. “I’ve put out a beer for you.”
That’s one thing he always enjoyed about Shelly. The no-frills décor of her house made him welcome—from her eclectic black-and-white scenery photographs to an endless assortment of shot glasses. Nothing in the place matched and he loved every inch of it.
Marcy angled toward the loveseat and perched on the edge. “I was worried he wouldn’t since you’re so gorgeous.”
He’d lost track of the conversation somewhere between the gorgeous tits and sultry lips, but he didn’t much care. Shelly’s soft laughter tumbled through his jumbled mixture of shock and excitement. Fucking woman loved to shake things up—and damn if he wasn’t ready for whatever she was about to dish out tonight.
Nailing the Boss by Katie Blu
Billy Galan collected the papers and clips his assistant had just dropped all over the floor. Again. Poor kid was something of a mess. He shook his head while she continued to babble apologies. Thinly carpeted concrete bit into his kneecap through tailored slacks.
He reached for a paper that had fallen toward the aisle when his gaze snagged on an approaching pair of legs. Long, slim and toned, he could tell they were smooth and silky by the muted gleam of polished skin. She probably took long moisturizing baths with gentle cream rubdowns. Dear God, it made his cock twitch.
Billy’s gaze traveled down, not missing an inch of high-arched, delicate foot wrapped in candy-apple-red leather. A thin strap across her instep served no other purpose than to tease the flesh as it skimmed across, kissing her translucent skin and mocking him by doing so. Three inches lifted her heel, forcing her ankle to flex and delineating every rise and dip of the small bones and pushing her lean calf into a tight swell.
He’d know those long legs anywhere. He grinned as he sat back on his heels and blindly handed the wayward paper to his waiting assistant.
The red shoes pivoted and long fluid strides brought the sensual stems to Billy. He barely kept from cupping one slim ankle and dragging his palm up her calf.
“Morning, boss,” Billy drawled.
His gaze rose slowly, taking in the full effect of short, straight skirt at mid-thigh. She stood with her legs slightly parted, drawing the black fabric tightly against her firm, round thighs and making him think about the folds hidden in the shadow between them, just out of sight.
Would it be too much to hope for commando? Maybe a lacy thong he could hook his finger on, and draw aside for a leisurely lick. He nearly groaned.
Tanya squatted expertly, keeping her lovely knees together and letting her tight black skirt define the sweet curve of her ass. “Enjoying the view from down here?”
It was difficult, but he managed to drag his eyes away from her open neckline and exposed cleavage to ruby-colored lips and sexy bedroom eyes of soft green. She lifted one artful arch.
Take Me at the Ball Game by Cassandra Carr
JT Lovejoy looked out over the baseball field, still lit from the game tonight, with its crosscut grass and cleat marks forged in the dirt around the bases. The home team he covered for the local newspaper had just squeaked out an 11th-inning win and he’d been lucky to make his deadline—working so late he was now alone in the press box. His fingers were cramped and he could use a beer.
Too bad they don’t let us drink in the press box. Would make for some interesting stories for the paper.
JT was about to pack up his computer when he heard a noise behind him. He turned to see the team’s public relations intern, Sydney, standing just inside the door. His cock began to harden as he took in the tight team polo shirt stretched across tits he’d dreamed about more than once and a flippy little black skirt that made him wish for one of those under-the-skirt cameras so he could see what was hidden underneath. She tucked a strand of her long brown hair behind her ear and smiled. It was anything but innocent.
“Hi, JT. I saw the lights on but wasn’t sure anyone was up here.”
Sure you weren’t, honey.
They’d been flirting for weeks now and JT decided then and there to do something about it. “Yep, still here. Just turned in my assignment.”
“You, um, got everything you need?”
He raised an eyebrow.
What an opening…
“As a matter of fact, no.”
“Oh? Can I get you something else? Wait, you sent in your story already, though, right? You must have.”
“My story isn’t what I was talking about…”
What I need is you. Your tits, your pussy…
Sydney’s brow furrowed. Was she really this obtuse? JT would bet not. “Another feature?”
“Sort of.” He motioned her closer. “Come here and I’ll tell you.”
Her gaze darted to the closed door just behind her. “All right.”
She approached and he gripped the arms of the chair to keep himself from reaching for her. Sydney sat in one of the adjacent chairs and leaned forward a little, almost as if she were offering herself to him.
Hopefully she will before long.
He took a deep breath and went for it, staring out the window at the now darkened field.
“You’re what I need.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. Under me, on top of me, hell, side by side is fine…” He checked to see if she looked repulsed or about to slap him, but all she did was lick her lips. Images of those lips tightened around his cock flooded his sex-deprived mind.
“That’s pretty forward.”
“I’m a forward kinda guy,” he lied and held his breath.
Her eyes darted down to his lap and when she looked back up he could see the heat in them. “Well, we can’t have you needing something and not getting it, now, can we?”
JT tried to speak but a sound that could barely be classified as a croak was all he could force out as she slid off the chair and fell to her knees.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Erotic Tales for Men Will it work?
On January 11, 2012 Ellora's Cave will be launching the new men's line. These stories are written from the male POV and basically feature no romance, or very little. Not like you'd find in most traditional erotic stories. It concentrates mostly on the physical relationship.
I have a short story releasing in that line on that day. Less Talk, More Action
Here's the question. Do you think men will buy erotic stories?
Today I participated in a chat at Whip Cream Reviews with two other authors debuting stories in that line on the 11th. Two very talented authors. Cassandra Carr and Cara Carnes. You should check out some of their books. AWESOME!
A lot of curiosity about this line. The thing is, I'm just as curious because I don't know where it will go either. Now, I'm sure Ellora's Cave has done sufficient research before launching it, so they must believe it will work. Some very valid points were brought up during the chat. Men will buy Playboy and similar magazines and watch porn, but will they read an erotic story?
What do you think?
I'm going with yes, some will. I'm thinking there are some closet readers out there who will enjoy a well written story without all the heavy relationship scenarios. I also believe there are women who will buy the stories for their men. Why not? It could turn into a nice little game of foreplay, right? I mean, read him a hot story from the male point of view and, well, grab the fire extinguisher cause things are gonna start smoking.
I'd like to hear your opinion. Would your man read an erotic story targeted toward him?
We'll give it a few weeks, see how the releases go and what kind of feedback we get and then we'll chat about this again. How's that sound?
I have a short story releasing in that line on that day. Less Talk, More Action
Here's the question. Do you think men will buy erotic stories?
Today I participated in a chat at Whip Cream Reviews with two other authors debuting stories in that line on the 11th. Two very talented authors. Cassandra Carr and Cara Carnes. You should check out some of their books. AWESOME!
A lot of curiosity about this line. The thing is, I'm just as curious because I don't know where it will go either. Now, I'm sure Ellora's Cave has done sufficient research before launching it, so they must believe it will work. Some very valid points were brought up during the chat. Men will buy Playboy and similar magazines and watch porn, but will they read an erotic story?
What do you think?
I'm going with yes, some will. I'm thinking there are some closet readers out there who will enjoy a well written story without all the heavy relationship scenarios. I also believe there are women who will buy the stories for their men. Why not? It could turn into a nice little game of foreplay, right? I mean, read him a hot story from the male point of view and, well, grab the fire extinguisher cause things are gonna start smoking.
I'd like to hear your opinion. Would your man read an erotic story targeted toward him?
We'll give it a few weeks, see how the releases go and what kind of feedback we get and then we'll chat about this again. How's that sound?
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