Monday, December 16, 2013

Auhor Takeover

Today I'm over at This Redhead LOVES Books Facebook page today! I have some awesome prizes to hand out, ebooks, jewelry, and more!! 

https://www.facebook.com/thisredheadlovesbooks?ref=ts&fref=ts

Also, I'm on Delilah Devlin's blog today! 

http://www.delilahdevlin.com/blog/2013/12/16/tonya-renee-callihan-the-proposition/

Happy Monday!!


Saturday, October 26, 2013

Seductive Lies by Colleen Connally



BLURB

Only love can heal a heart betrayed... 

Harriet Burke has long been haunted by a family scandal. Abandoned by her mother as an infant, she has grown up in the shadows of the events that led up to that scandal. But all changes when she meets the future Viscount of Daneford. The dashing young Lieutenant Arthur Hammett defies his grandfather. Professing his undying love, he proposes to Harriet. Harriet quickly learns that all is not what it seems. Secrets, lies, and betrayal shatters Harriet's life, leaving Harriet little choice. She has to begin life anew… 

They were destined to be together but fate had other plans… 

Lord Arthur Daneford made a rash decision years ago that cost him greatly...his biggest regret. Now, though, his past has reemerged. Chilling information has been called to his attention that Harriet's life is endangered. He will stop at nothing to ensure her safety, but will she accept his help before it's too late? 

ABOUT

Family scandal...Forbidden love...Ghosts and Curses 

Harriet Burke has been cursed or so says her grandfather. In her youth, a gypsy’s blessing gave Harriet the ability to disregard the boundaries of death. Lord Arthur believes it is total nonsense, but he cannot deny there is no explanation for her knowledge. Haunted by visions of wrongs once done, Harriet fears there will be no escape. 
 
Excerpt
 
Arthur Charles Francis Hammett, Lieutenant in His Majesty’s Navy, heir to the Viscount of Daneford, rode his horse up the steep hill. He took a path that led to the point where the cliff rose steep and straight from the sea along an indented coastline. He reined in his horse before a scene of breathtaking beauty. Across the cove, his home, Ayercombe Manor, stood on the cliff’s plateau facing the sea, lit brightly under a full moon in a cloudless sky.
This was the last night he would be home for quite a while. He was set to depart for his ship and the war on the morrow. His spirits lifted up on the magnificent sight of the granite mansion, majestic and noble, that towered over its domain and defied all who came against it. Pride surged forth as he soaked up the view.
Ayercombe Manor had been in his family for many generations. The manor had been built during the reign of King Henry VIII. Only once had his home fallen out of his ancestors’ hands—during the Civil War. The Hammetts had been staunch Royalists. Only after Cromwell’s death and the crown restored was Arthur’s family fortune and estate returned. Since that time, the Hammett name had been held with respect and honor within all of Devon.
His great-grandfather, Charles Tristan, the Baron Sandrow, had been the first Viscount of Daneford. The title was bestowed upon his great-grandfather for his service to the Crown as ambassador to Russia. His father, Francis Geoffrey, had served within the diplomatic corps, but his service was cut short on a diplomatic mission to Lisbon when his ship sank during a violent storm. Both his father and mother perished. Though Arthur remembered little of his father, he felt his decision to serve his country against the devil himself, Napoleon Bonaparte, would do honor to his father’s memory.
In his youth, Arthur would never have taken solace upon the sight before him now, but in his youth he had been brash and reckless, quite the devilish rake. Arthur rebelled against most told to him. Acceptance did not come easy to his nature. Resentment gnawed within him and oozed out in his behavior. A rebellious soul against the boredom that being the heir meant to a young gentleman, he gave his grandfather many a sleepless night.
That was before Harriet. Miss Henrietta BurkeHarriet. The woman had changed everything about his life. The daughter of a major in His Majesty’s Army. The granddaughter of the local squire. Most of his life, he had given little notice of the family, much less to Harriet. At a glance, he had thought Harriet plain and dowdy in their previous meetings: her hair pulled back too tightly from her face; her dress ill fitted to her frame. Nothing in her manner demanded any more attention from him other than a polite nod.
His eyes fixated on the cove. That was where he first met her, not a polite formal greeting. He met herthe real Harriet, the one behind the façade of polite society. That was where he was to meet her this night. Where was she?
Surely, she would have been able to sneak out tonightthis night of all nights. He didn’t know what he would do if he wasn’t able to see her one last time. A moment later, his fears eased. He saw her emerge, rounding the bend of the shoreline on her horse.
Arthur whistled and waited only for her to look up in his direction before he began his descent down to the beach. He wasted no time. Every moment was precious.
The cool night breeze greeted him when his mount stepped onto the sandy beach. She smiled at him. How had he ever thought her plain! She looked incredibly lovely in the moonlight. Beautiful. Simply beautiful.
Her bright eyes sparkled in the moonlight reflecting off the water’s gleam. She had a flawless complexion enhanced by the silkiness of her long eyelashes and full rosy lips. Her golden, almost sunlight color, hair pulled back in a fashionable manner, framed her oval face. Her dark brown eyes met his with a mixed expression of annoyance and adoration.
“You are late.”
Arthur had no time to answer. She kneed her mount’s flanks and galloped down the beach. He didn’t know whether to laugh or curse. The race was on! Faster and faster, the two galloped along the stretch of deserted beach. She glanced over at him and laughed.
For a brief moment, his eyes warmed at the sight. The gown she wore gathered up about her knees; her hair, freed of its bounds, blew back in the wind. Gawd! How was he ever going to leave this woman!
Suddenly, she reined back and slowed her pace. He followed suit and rode to her side. In one swift motion, his arms rounded her, pulling her off her horse and into his arms. Off balance, the two fell back into the rolling waves.
Drenched, Harriet coughed. Her soaked cloak hung back on her back, leaving Arthur with a full view of her gown that clung tightly to her figure. The wet fabric left little to the imagination, outlining her round, firm breasts.
She gave little thought to her appearance. She pushed back against his chest, trying desperately to gain her balance. “My horse! Arthur! Look at him! What if he returns to the stables? Uncle Walter will know!”
“I don’t give a damn what Uncle Walter knows,” he said. He held her so his eyes bore into hers. She didn’t back down, but challenged him.
“I do, Arthur. You are leaving. I have…”
He would have none of it. He wrapped his arms around her, drawing her up to face him. Swiftly, he bent down and pressed his mouth upon hers. He kissed her before she had time to object and not sweetly either. He took her mouth hard, releasing a swelling hunger within him for this woman.
He seduced her mouth open so his tongue was in her, tasting, exploring, and possessing her. Her gasps spoke her shock, yet he felt her relax in his arms. His hand slid up to her breast, coaxing a cry from her. He kissed her neck as his hand cupped her breast.
“Harriet, my love,” he whispered. “Whatever are we going to do?”
“Arthur, I can’t,” she protested rather weakly.
He broke from her only far enough back to see into her eyes. She would. She would let him ravish her at this moment. He felt her needhis. Bloody hell! He wanted her, but it would never do. He was to leave in the morning and would not be here if there were consequences. He had to suppress his want.
“I know. I know,” he answered her with the greatest reluctance. “It was not my intention to seduce you, but God knows I want to, as do you.”
Harriet nodded, seemingly lost for words. Pressing her lips together tightly, she nodded as tears began to well in her beautiful eyes.
He reached over and caressed her cheek. “I love you, Harriet.”
The words undid her. A dam of tears burst. She fell into his shoulders and wept. He held her then in the stillness of the night with the only sound of the waves rolling in and out.
“I love you, too, Arthur.” She choked back her tears. “I’m so proud of you. You are going to do your family proud. It is onlyI’m going to miss you so.”
“And you do not know where we stand. You and I. I have been so thoughtless, Harriet. I should have well proclaimed my feelings before this night. Be strong, my darling. I will return.” He leaned down and brought her chin upward. He kissed her lips, gently this time. “I will return and make you my wife.”
She could do little to contain her shock. “Your wife? Oh, Arthur, whatever will your grandfather say?”
“It is not his consent I want to hear at this moment. Tell me, Harriet Burke, that you will be my wife. I know what is true. I want only to remember this feeling between us, how it feels to touch you, hold youlove you. Let me leave knowing you will be here for me when I return.”
“If you want to know I love you and will wait for you forever, then go and hold no doubt I will be here,” she uttered before his mouth claimed hers once more.
 
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Sunday, October 20, 2013

That FOUR letter word that gets in the way....LIFE!!!

Hello everyone!!

Life has definitely gotten in the way the past two months! I have learned several lessons since deciding to venture out on my own into the world of Indie Publishing!

1). It's not as black and white as I first assumed. There are many grey areas, many obstacles, I didn't really prepare myself for.

2). I jumped in blindly! I didn't do my research thoroughly. I thought I knew everything I needed to know...boy who was I kidding!

3). No matter how much you plan, plot, prepare, wish, hope, pray, beg, and plead....if life is going to take over...well, it's going to take over!

I started school back August 19, 2013, to finish my nursing degree! A long time coming, and I won't be finished until May of 2015! Which really isn't that much longer to go!

I didn't realize how demanding and stressful my schedule was going to get! I'm a single mom, my son is about to turn 18 months old. So between the demands of school and managing time for my son I haven't had the time I need or wanted for writing, editing, promoting, etc. I do have major time management issues.

So what's next....

I have signed up for several writing workshops over the next few months. Another thing I have realized is I still have a lot to learn and a lot of growing as a writer to do.

I'm excited to push myself to learn better time management skills, learn from these upcoming workshops, and no matter what keep writing.

Stay tuned! I promise some great things are coming up soon!!

Tonya

Sunday, August 18, 2013

EDGE by Tonya Renee Callihan

The cover reveal will be on 8/20 :)

Here is a sneak peak 


I'm excited to share it with everyone. 

In the mean time let me introduce you to my hero and heroine :)





Saturday, July 27, 2013

Tonya's Street Team

Hello,

It's been a while since I have posted an updates! A lot has been going on! I am getting ready to self-publish my first ebook! I am so excited and nervous. This story is my baby.

I also started my street team, so far I have 15 members. I would really like to get about 5-6 more members. The team is a private Facebook group. If interested in joining you can email me at author_tonya_callihan@hotmail.com
Or go to this link https://www.facebook.com/groups/392562857512677/

The title of my upcoming book is Edge
Release date is set for September 30th.
I am putting together a blog tour, will post dates once it's ready.

Will be having a cover reveal soon as well, will keep update you once the cover is read.

Tonya

Saturday, June 29, 2013

An Interview with Inspector Turtan's Beautiful ALIEN wife Yaneta(Yani) with John B. Rosenman

Kingdom of the Jax, the sequel to Inspector of the Cross

An Interview with Inspector Turtan’s beautiful alien wife Yaneta (Yani)

1. Tell us about yourself.  You’re a Cen, right?  A member of the enemy.

That’s right.  And my people hate Turtan.  For four thousand years he’s been our greatest enemy, traveling on ships in suspended animation in search of weapons and devices that could be used against us in the war.  If it weren’t for him, we would have conquered your species long ago.

2. So why did you marry him?

It was the logical thing to do, and my race is logical.  We captured Turtan and hoped to recruit him to our cause and then clone him, to seed the stars with duplicate Turtans.  But he is the humans’ greatest hero, their greatest knight and clever beyond description.  By the time I shared his bed and company a few times . . . well, I began to fall in love with him.

3. Fall in love with him?  Was that the logical thing to do, especially if it led to betraying your own people?

I know, I know.  But you don’t know this man!  Turtan opened my eyes, he made me feel.  He made me love.  For the first time, I experienced emotions and sexual passion and desire.  With other people, I quickly reached their limits, but with Turtan, I always found I had only just begun. I was always just beginning a journey with him.  It was an adventure just to hold his hand.  Once he gave me a Bible he didn’t even believe in, and the description of a savior I found in it resembled him so closely because he wanted to save his people.  Yet he would have scoffed at the comparision.  Each time, when he made love to me, he made me new all over again.  I became so much more than I was before.

4. This is getting awfully poetic for a Cen.  

I concur.  We are radically different from you humans.  We live for three hundred years.  I’m well over six feet tall with golden, multi-prismatic eyes and long blonde hair that writhes like snakes in the air when I get excited.  My body moves far faster than yours and is three times as efficient. And, as I’ve said, we aren’t troubled by emotions.  We’re rational.

5. So rational you not only continue to forgive Turtan for killing so many of your people, like he did your own Emperor, you’ve joined humans and help him do it.  How can you do that?

[A long pause.]  Sweetie, if you met the man just once, you’d understand.

 
Short Excerpt
 
 Yaneta was right.  When he woke up to her kissing him thirty-one years later, he liked it very much indeed, especially since her kisses soon grew into something more.  As the needles withdrew, he knew they should follow protocol and practice reintegration exercises (however, their current exercises appeared to be an admirable substitute!), and they should rush to the bridge to see how close they were to their destination, or even if their destination still existed.  Only as Yaneta mounted him for the second time and began undulating in interesting and creative ways, any thoughts of duty uncharacteristically left Turtan’s mind.   
 After a while, he tipped his loving Cen adversary over and rose on top.  The war continued, with the Cross now ascendant.  Yaneta grew sleek, slippery, and supple beyond belief.  She kissed every centimeter of his body, though he didn’t know how.  Next she tossed him over in a friendly revolt and coaxed yet another orgasm forth where he’d thought only exhaustion remained.
 “My God,” he gasped, “did you inject me with an aphrodisiac?”
 “Natural pheromones,” she said.  “Very mild.  By the way, how is your shoulder?”
 Oh yes, a ricochet at the station had given him a nasty burn.  During their lovemaking, he’d forgotten.
He twisted to examine the wound.   “It’s almost gone.  How—Oh.”  He remembered her licking it.
 “I just wish I could lick away your past,” she said.  Her hands slipped down, cupping and coaxing his buttocks.  “Come on, take us to paradise again.”
 He huffed and puffed.  “I’m too old for this.  Even older than Methuselah.”
   “Who’s he?”
 “Check your Bible.”
 “Check this.”
 She moved her hands.  
 “God,” he said.  “Holy—”
 “See what I mean about the hands of some Cen females?  Believe me, they can work miracles.”
 Turtan sucked in his breath.  Before him the doors of paradise not only opened, they yawned wide.

Website  www.johnrosenman.com/
Blog  www.johnrosenman.blogspot.com/
Email  j.roseman@cox.net/
Buy links: MuseItUp at http://tinyurl.com/mkyv3ro Amazon at   http://tinyurl.com/kkpa7pl              Amazon UK at http://tinyurl.com/nqg8pff


Saturday, June 15, 2013

My New Blog

Tonya's Book Shelf 

I read so many books and on occasion I post reviews on this blog. I also love to have authors drop by and leave posts, book spotlights, etc. I am also a published author trying to promote my own work. 

I feel it's time to separate the two. 

On this blog, Tonya's Ramblings, I will continue to have Author Spotlight Days every Thursday and Saturday. I will blog about my journey as an author and so much more.

For my book reviews, contest, cover reveals, and new releases I will be posting at Tonya's Book Shelf
http://www.tonyasbookshelf.blogspot.com

Hope to see you there!

Tonya 

Thursday, June 13, 2013

A Great Quote From Being Me

Being Me by Lisa Renee Jones breaks top 100 in Amazon sales

A Taste of Summer Camp

Thanks to Kayelle Allen and Marketing for Romance Writers for an amazing opportunity to participate in this event!! Because of this my post has landed on two front pages of online magazines! 

I am still speechless!

Didn't read the blog post, view it here
http://tonyasramblings.blogspot.com/?zx=ed526fbd9a42744b

The post was on MFRW ORG front page June 11th edition, which was shared by Karen Cote, who helped but A Taste of Summer Camp yogether
http://paper.li/kayelleallen/1340913374?edition_id=41276020-d2fb-11e2-ac9c-0025907212f4

Author's United front page June 12th edition
http://paper.li/jeffmp3/1368203209?utm_source=subscription&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=paper_sub

Thanks again for all the continued support from MFRW and everyone else who follows along with my writing journey!

Tonya 

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

A Taste of Summer Camp with Chilli Rellano Casserole

 
 
Wow! It's summertime my favorite time of year! Why, you may ask? Oh, there are many reasons. I love being out in the sun, hiking, camping, playing in my garden. Most of all I love sitting out on my back patio with a great book and relaxing.
 
When asked to take part of this I was excited! And I tried so hard to think of recipes that would be great for 'A Taste of Summer Camp' hosted by Marketing for Romance Writers.
 
A book inspired my decision, which comes to no surprise if you know me at all. If I Were You by Lisa Renee Jones, a suspenseful erotic romance. Full of hunger, passion, heat, suspense and desire. Kind of like the recipe I am about to share with you.
 
Hope this adds a little kick to your summer! If you are lacking suspense and desire, be sure to check out this book, first in the series 'Inside Out' which has been optioned to STARZ for a TV series! And it so happens, Being Me, the second book releases today!! So, it's meant to be! I am going to kick back with this hot meal and enjoy an even hotter book!
 
 
CHILLI RELLANO CASSEROLE
 
Recipe and picture curtesy of Rae!
 
 
 
 
 
 
You will need:
 
2 cans (4.25 OZ.) whole green chilies, you may use diced if you can’t find whole, (drained)
12 ounces Monterey Jack cheese, Needs to be shredded
3 eggs, slightly beaten
Salt and pepper to taste, don’t need much a pinch of each is all I use
2 tablespoons milk
Picante sauce for serving
 
In a greases 8 inch square greased glass pan, add ½ of the cheese, cut the chili so it will lay flat, layer chilies on top.  Add rest of cheese
Slightly beat eggs in a small bowl, add salt and pepper, milk, Mix then  add on top of cheese.
 
Cook at 375 degrees for 30 minutes or until set.
 
Slice and serve with picante sauce or salsa.
Enjoy!
 
 

Monday, June 10, 2013

If I Were You by Lisa Renee Jones

The first book in this intensely seductive series, optioned to STARZ is on sale in anticipation of the release of Being Me, the second book Tuesday, June 11th.

It's only $3.99 at Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/Were-You-Inside-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B0095VKZUK/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1370846096&sr=1-1&keywords=if+i+were+you

And $3.99 at Barnes and Noble
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/if-i-were-you-lisa-renee-jones/1112622048?ean=9781476726045

This is only for a limited time, so take advantage of this offer quickly!!


Saturday, June 8, 2013

Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker with Mickie Sherwood

Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker - Mickie Sherwood



Mickie's Bio/Intro: 
First, I'd like to thank Tonya for allowing me to share with you today. 

Thank you Mickie for stopping by my blog today! I really love the sound of your latest release, can't wait to read it :)

I'm Mickie Sherwood.

I'm a cruise-loving, people-watching, picture-snapping baby boomer with time on her hands. So, I write sweet and spicy relationship-based mainstream contemporary romantic love stories.

My love stories star a more mature heroine. Their ages range from thirty-something to forty-something. I'm contemplating bumping that up a notch in future storylines.

Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker has a forty-something heroine, and something else that I love to see—a customized 18-wheeler, driven by a cowboy trucker. (Take a look at my blog to see a few 18-wheelers that rule the road.)

The intrigue doesn't get any better than that. How about you? What are your feelings about mature heroines? Cowboy Truckers?




Blurb: 
Widow Veronica Torres needs something desperately—invisibility. Escaping the clutches of her conniving brother-in-law and traveling incognito in the RV she traded for online sets her on a collision course with her new destiny, and a barreling fiery-red 18-wheeler.

Trucker Mike Masterson steams at the close call. First, he nearly sideswipes her. Now, she ends up at the same rest stop with mechanical trouble. Maybe, she deserves to sweat it out in the June heat since she has the attention span the size of a pea. But, the child in her company deserves better. What else can Mike do besides cart them to his garage for repairs?

Will their burgeoning relationship ignite more fireworks than the upcoming Fourth of July celebration? Or will the sparks of six nights and seven days of summertime sizzle—fizzle to an end?



Excerpt:
Veronica approached the door and immediately remembered the rattletrap sounds from earlier. She decided to steal a look at the situation. 

But first, she kneeled in front of her son for an eye-to-eye chat. “Sammy, Mama’s got to check the roof.” She stepped into the RV for something to hold his and Bingo’s attention for a while, and came out with a big red ball. Strapping the dog leash around his wrist, she instructed, “I want you and Bingo to stay right here and play. Can you do that for me?”

“Where are you going?”

She recognized the tremor in his voice. “I’ll never leave you alone, Sam.” A humongous substantiating hug brought a smile to his face. Veronica kissed him until his giggles chimed on the wind, signifying his acceptance of what she’d said. “Stay where I can see you. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Veronica monitored the scene, checking to see if they’d garnered any unwarranted interest, before climbing up the side ladder to the roof. Looking down on him from the top rung, she reminded Sam, “Stay put.” His acknowledgment sent her on her hands and knees along the hot metal roof, to the troublesome area. 

The lid moved easily at the touch of her hand. Screws hung in their holes, giving her the idea of tightening them with her fingers. That worked only so well, not well enough to make a tight seal. Only one thing to do. She maneuvered her way back to the ladder, peered over the edge, and almost had a heart attack.

“Sam!” She screamed his name, and he looked straight at her, then to the man sitting at the picnic table. She looked at the man, too. Veronica scrambled to grab the ladder for a fast descent. A couple of erratic steps nearly cost her dearly as she slammed hard against the side of the motor home when the ladder moved.

She readjusted her grip. “Get over here, Samuel!” she demanded between spastic heaves.

If she thought things couldn’t get any worse, she had another think coming.

A metallic noise captured her attention while she was suspended midway between heaven and Earth. Her eyes widened as she pinpointed the problem. It was the fasteners at the top of the ladder. They popped loose with a scraping sound—one at a time—while she watched.

The feeling of floating washed over Veronica as she steeled herself for impact. At the same time, she thought of her baby boy below, witnessing the scene. Several seconds passed without any pain inflicted on her body, causing her eyes to open. She still clung to the ladder although in a horizontal position, staring up at the deep blue sky, hands glued in place, rear end sagging, and her sandaled toes hooked backward over the rungs. 

She scoped out the distance left to tumble to the hard ground, finding a wonderful sight to behold. The bottom of the ladder had stayed anchored even as the metal above bent perpendicular to the RV. Veronica let go and thudded the two feet or so to the grass. She craned her neck as her concern returned to Sam, who, by that time, stood next to her with tears in his eyes. Bingo showed appreciation for the unrehearsed stunt by showering her with kisses.

Veronica laughed nervously.

“Okay, okay, Bingo.”

What caught the breath in her throat as she attempted to regroup were the man-size reptile-skin boots poised behind Sam and planted widely on either side of his little sandals.

“Need help?”

Veronica noticed the cocoa-brown hands clamped on Sam’s shoulders. They bore the pinkish spotted discoloration of healed burn scars. That in
itself was an insignificant matter. The sight of his grip arrested any relief she felt at overcoming her close call. Struggling to free herself from her caged position, she scraped to her feet, grinding grass stains into the knees of her jeans, desperate to come to the rescue.

“Take your hands off my son!” She attacked, reaching to snatch Sam away from his clutch.

His top lip curled under the full, neatly trimmed salt-and-pepper mustache he sported.

She backed up a few steps, never wavering under his gaze shielded by mirrored shades and a soft-looking crushable Stetson. Her own disheveled reflection in his lenses broadcast alarm, but not the uncertainty swirling in the center of her abdomen. Her butterscotch complexion deepened as she stared him down. Or better yet, up and down, for even at her five-nine height, he was still head and shoulders taller. 

 “I’ll take that as a no,” he intoned with a rumble, turned on his booted heels, and stomped away.


Louisiana Lagniappe:
I'm sure you know lagniappe means "a little something extra". Well, I have a little lagniappe for you. Take a thrill ride with Mike Masterson as he catches his first glimpse of Veronica Torres in his character interview at my blog. 

My novels are available at: Amazon | Bookstrand | B&N   |   Goodreads

Find me at: www.mickiesherwood.com www.mickiesherwood.com/blog  www.twitter.com/MickieSherwood www.blurbsinbloom.com www.twitter.com/BlurbsinBloom

Thanks for visiting.
Mickie Sherwood
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away! ~~

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Monday's Tease

Contest

Another awesome contest going on through raffelcopter!

Help promote Tawny Weber and win!!

All you have to do is log in using your Facebook account or email and follow the directions on how to enter each option! The contest runs until June 16th! Be sure to come back daily, there are a few options you can enter daily through the contest!

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/c2e4750/" rel="nofollow">a Rafflecopter giveaway


Contests!

I have 3 Awesome Contests going on!

CONTEST #1 500 Likes on Facebook

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Once I reach 500 likes on Facebook I will have a drawing for the following prize:
3 books: Better Than Chocolate by Sheila Roberts
The Fireman Who Loved Me by Jennifer Bernard
My Lord Vampire by Alexandra Ivy
Artistry Make-up Bag
Eye Shadow
Lip Gloss


Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Author-Tonya-Callihan/155567004477447?ref=hl

Contest #2 Twitter

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Once I reach 1,000 followers on Twitter I will have a drawing for the following prize:
The Taker by Alma Katsu
The Secret Bride by Cheryl Ann Smith
Unbuttoning Miss Hardwick by Deb MarLowe
Dark Kiss Body Spray from Bath and Body Works
Satin Hands Lotion from Mary Kay


Twitter @tonyacallihan

Contest #3: Blog Feature

This contest is 2 contests in 1. You can win two on two different blogs. Lisa
Renee Jones is hosting a Blog Feature Month all of May. Each day a new blog, I
was lucky to be asked to participate in this! On Lisa's Blog you by commenting
on my blog feature you could win a $10 Bath and Body gift card and Team
Mark/Team Chris bracelets. On my blog, by commenting on the post announcing my
blog feature you can win a free download, Kindle, Nook, etc of any of Lisa's
books. In order to win on my blog you have to also comment on my blog feature on
Lisa's blog as well. You can win something awesome every day so be sure to check
it out. You have the entire month of May to comment. June 1st the winners will
be drawn and shortly announced.
My blog
announcement


Lisa's Blog

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Monday Tease

Hope this helps you through the week!!


I feel a cowboy novel coming soon ;)

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Monday, May 6, 2013

Blog Feature

Bestselling New York Times Author Lisa Renee Jones is celebrating bloggers the month of May. You can stop by everyday and comment for your chance to win gift cards and more. If you miss a day...that's ok you have all month to stop by and comment. Winners will be chosen the first of June.

Today's blog feature is yours truly!! I'm super excited that Lisa would want to feature my blog on her site.

For all the newcomers thanks for stopping by. I hope you will look around and stop by again!!

And for those stopping by from Lisa's blog be sure to follow my blog and leave a comment. On June 1st I will draw a winner, the winner will get a free download of any of Lisa's books!

Be sure to comment on my feature for a chance to win a $10 Bath & Body Works gift card and Team Chris/Team Mark bracelets!!

http://www.lisareneejones.com/blogger-appreciation-month-day-4-tonyas-sensual-romances-w-prizes/

Monday, April 22, 2013

C is for Craft Creek



Craft Creek was first established in 2012 by Ashley Archer, who decided to take a well-loved hobby and turn it into a business. Right now it's mainly homemade crochet items, if she plans to venture out with anything else we will have to wait and see.

Here is a recent item she added, a securtiy blanket, can be made in any color to fit a boy or girl.

Item #AS01
Baby Security Blanket
Dimensions: 24" across from point to point
Message for Color Options
$35
Pattern By: http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/9-pointed-star-round-ripple



She does such beautiful work. One of her specialities, in my personal opinions would be hats. Who doesn't want a picture of their little one wearing a cute hat these days. I will share a couple of options below.

Item #HU01
UK Hat
Sizes: Newborn Through Adult
$22.00
Pattern Base By: http://repeatcrafterme.com/


 
This is my little man, Mason, wearing a UK hat!
 
Item #HMC01
Cow Hat
Sizes: 0-3m Through 3T
$25.00
Pattern By: http://justbehappycrochet.com/
 
 
This is her beautiful niece, Bristol, wearing her cow hat! Isn't she a doll?
 
Check out many more hats, scarves, and other cute designs at her Facebook page, Craft Creek.
 
Be sure to visit her Etsy shop as well.
 
Oh and FYI she makes things for our four legged babies as well :)
 
 
 

Friday, April 5, 2013

B is for Bayou

Researching the Bayous
by Elle James

 

My sister, Delilah Devlin and I took a trip last August to Louisiana. We drove all the way down to Grand Isle then back up to Thibodeaux, LA and then over to New Orleans for the Authors After Dark conference. We were determined to get a feel for what it's like to be live in bayou country. So we stopped along the way. Stayed on Grand Isle for a night where houses are built on stilts and fishing is for fun and a livelihood. In Thibodeaux, we took an airboat ride touring the swamps, took great pictures and I pet a 12ft long alligator. Yikes! There are people who actually rob alligator nests. We stopped by one and the mamma alligator was pretty adamant we didn't get close to her eggs! It was fun, beautiful and creepy all in one. And the driver was insane! Talk about great fodder for the air boat chase scene in DEJA VOODOO! Then we drank mint juleps at Oak Alley, a sugar plantation house that made you want to put on a hoop skirt. We wrapped up our research trip in New Orleans where we explored some of the Voodoo shops in the French Quarter, had our palms read and experienced the charm and smells of the city. All these forays were great research for my Cajun Magic series which combines Voodoo, romance and suspense in an exciting group of books coming out this year from Entangled Publishing.



VOODOO ON THE BAYOU (Feb 2013), VOODOO FOR TWO (April 2013) and DEJA VOODOO ( Jun 2013)
Voodoo on the Bayou
Book #1 of the Cajun Magic Series
by Elle James (aka Myla Jackson)

Blurb
“By day a frog, by night a man, ‘til de next full moon...”
At first, lawyer and ladies’ man Craig Thibodeaux thought Madame LeBieu’s chant was a strange bayou joke. But the voodoo worked and Craig is spending his days as...well, a small green frog. Now he has only two weeks to find love, or his new froggy transformation becomes permanent.
When she receives the anonymous toxic water sample from Bayou Miste, research scientist Elaine Smith decides a trip to the bayou is the perfect excuse to escape the lab, and forget about her cheating ex-fiancé. Then she accidentally stumbles upon Craig’s oh-so-fine naked form, and her science-nerd brain is overrun with naughty thoughts about her new gorgeous night-time bayou guide.
But there’s more to Bayou Miste than voodoo curses and sexy late-night trysts. Dark secrets threaten the delicate ecosystem, and there are those who would do anything to keep those secrets hidden. Even murder...






Elle James Bio

Elle James aka Myla Jackson spent twenty years livin' and lovin' in South Texas, ranching horses, cattle, goats, ostriches and emus. A former IT professional, Elle is proud to be writing full-time, penning, sassy western romances, intrigue
s and paranormal adventures that keep her readers on the edge of their seats. She has 34 works with Harlequin, self published works under pen name Elle James, over many works with other publishers including Samhain, Ellora's Cave, Kensington and Avon and 19 works self-published under pen name Myla Jackson. Now living in northwest Arkansas, she isn't wrangling cattle, she's wrangling her muses, a malti-poo and yorkie. When she's not at her computer, she's traveling, snow-skiing, boating, or riding her ATV, dreaming up new stories.


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Thursday, April 4, 2013

A is for Alpha!

Welcome to my blog!

During the month of April you will see several posts, all beginning with letters from the alphabet for the annual A-Z Blog Challenge.
This is my first year to participate and I’m excited to see what topics I come up with and other topics from other blogs.

I am running behind so today, April 4th, I will post A and B, tomorrow, April 5th, I will post C and D to catch up some! Thanks for stopping by and if you have any suggestions for future posts please comment!! 

I’m a writer, more to the point a romance and erotic writer. So A is for Alpha. In every romance/erotic novel you need an alpha male! 

A is for Alpha

What is an Alpha Male?
An alpha always knows what is best. He’s a protector, confident, sexy and importantly sexual and confident in his abilities in and out of the bedroom. And he’s always stubborn! To the point he makes your knees weak while you want to bang his head in for being ridiculously overbearing! He takes control, all the men and women around him lean on him and follow in his footsteps. He stands out, but can blend in if needed. He’s dreamy and sexy. Says the right thing, only after putting his foot in his mouth.
At least that’s what I think of when I think of an alpha.
In my opinion he is the hardest character to write…90% of the time. He’s easy to get wrong. I’ve finished a book only to realize my alpha is all wrong, by the end of the book it comes together for me, but that means going back to the beginning of the book and rewriting the alpha the way he should  be and not how I thought he should be. And in most cases that can mean rewriting several scenes and/or the entire book!

In my opinion there are two authors I know when I pick up one of their books, I am going to find the perfect alpha! He’s going to add up to everything I defined plus more…a whole lot more!

First is Sylvia Day, I love her style of writing, especially when it comes to the alpha. They add up to everything I explained and oh so much more!

One of my fave alpha’s has to be the scandalous Alistair Caulfield, from Seven Years to Sin by Sylvia Day.
Oh Alistair is near perfect. He’s gorgeous, flawed, very intense and sexual. He’s the guy that makes good girls go bad!

To learn more about the book and/or order it visit Sylvia’s website for this book and many other great reads!







My all time favorite author is Lisa Renee Jones, she has some serious hot alpha’s. They are flawed, but there flaws make them perfect and memorable.

The Walker Brothers! Oh, how I love these boys! They are bad boys that protect the women they love and the family that always has their back!

In Secrets Exposed we meet Lindsey, she’s strong and beautiful and stubborn. Then we meet Mark…oh Mark!! Mark Reeves is one of the sexiest men alive! He is ruthless, in the courtroom. Romantic and oh so dreamy!  You have to check out The Walker Brothers!

Be sure to check out Lisa's site for more about this book and the other books in this Tall, Dark and Deadly Series, which you can get as a boxset at AMAZON for only $2.99!

Thanks for stopping by Check out the other bloggers particpating in the A-Z Blog Challenge Here:

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/p/2012-to-z-challenge-sign-up-list.html