Showing posts with label Denise A. Agnew. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Denise A. Agnew. Show all posts

Sunday, November 1, 2015

SWEET SENSATIONS - A Sweet Hot #Romance #BoxSet

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Sweet Sensations
Featuring Lynn’s story “In the Cards”
Publisher: Under the Sun
Release Date: Coming November 24, 2015 (ebook)
Genre: Contemporary MF
Length: Collection of Novellas
Cover Design by: Syneca

Billionaires, an Armed Forces officer, an heiress, and more, these eight contemporary stories offer the sugar and the spice of romance in one beautifully edited boxed set. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll fall in love as you read this collection by multi-published authors. 

IN THE CARDS, by Lynn LaFleur 
Catherine found her fantasy man stepping out of a greeting card… 
Can love break a curse put on Kane centuries ago, and bring him to her forever, this time? 

LOVE ME FOREVER, by USA TODAY bestseller, Ari Thatcher 
Lovers for one idyllic summer, he said he’d call but never did… 
When the laid-back billionaire and the new divorcee meet again by chance, 
Can they rekindle a summer love to last forever? 

A PATCHWORK ROMANCE, by Ann Jacobs 
A self-made billionaire, Jared has come home to the Smoky Mountains, 
Looking for an elusive something that’s missing from his life… 
Will he find it in the arms of Althea, a simple country quiltmaker? 

LOVE THROUGH A LENS, by Lucy Felthouse 
On location shooting film together, 
New graduate, Celene, is drawn to Edward, a British actor 30 years her senior… 
Can the inevitable romance between them blossom into love? 

MAJOR PLEASURE, by Denise A. Agnew 
Jemma has always wanted Blaine, but his Army career makes her afraid to give her heart… 
Will love let her overcome her fear, 
And commit to forever with the hot Special Forces officer? 

LOVING A GO-GO, by Anh Leod 
Lexie, an heiress, finds her match 
In fellow boot fetishist, Adrian, who sells shoes in her family’s store… 
Can a sexy romp during the holidays lead to a lasting relationship between these two? 

ESCAPING THE PAST, by L. M. Connolly 
His shady past, her present danger, and an international plot bring Jade and Gary together… 
Can love thrive as they dodge bullets from New York to Naples and beyond? 

CAT’S PLAY, by Marilu Mann 
In a sexy game of cat’s play, a thief and a billionaire make some interesting discoveries 
about each other… 
Will they learn things aren’t always exactly as they seem? 

IN THE CARDS by Lynn LaFleur:
Catherine Ryan has to find the perfect birthday card for her sister. Instead, she finds a card with the exact image of her fantasy man. She never expected to find a picture of the man of her daydreams—the same man of her erotic nighttime dreams. She doesn’t hesitate to buy the card, but keeps it for herself instead of giving it to her sister.
She’s shocked when the man in the card comes to life. She falls deeply in love with Kane, and he with her. But a curse placed on Kane centuries ago has to be broken before she can have her happily ever after with the man she loves.
(Previously published as It’s in the Cards. The set also contains stories by Lucy Felthouse, Ann Jacobs, Denise A. Agnew, Anh Leod, L.M. Connolly, Marilu Mann, and Ari Thatcher.)
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Excerpt:
Hunger gnawed at him, so he ate heartily. She remained silent while she ate. He took his cue from her and also ate without speaking. When he finished his meal, he pushed his empty plate aside and sipped his tea while waiting for her to finish.
She laid her fork in her empty plate and set it on top of his. Leaning forward, she rested her forearms on the table. “Did my sister send you?” she asked.
“I do not know your sister. No one sent me here. You are my mate.”
“You don’t even know my name. How can I be your ‘mate’?”
“I do not need to know your name. I know in my heart we are meant to be together.”
“You still want me to believe you came from that card?”
“I am no longer there. What other explanation do you have for that?”
“I don’t have any other explanation, but what you’re saying is crazy. People don’t materialize out of birthday cards!”
“They do if they are under a spell.”
She blinked. “A spell?”
“Yes.”
She remained quiet for several moments. “I think you’d better start at the beginning, Kane.”
Needing to move while he spoke, Kane rose and paced the small area between the table and cabinets. “I told you I do not remember many details from my past. What I do remember is being…involved with someone who cared more for me than I cared for her.”
“You were lovers?”
“Yes, for a short while. I told her she was not my true love and I could not marry her. When I tried to end our relationship, she became very angry. She was a sorceress and told me if she could not have me, no one could. She cast a spell that I would remain imprisoned until my true love found me.” He stopped by her chair. “You found me and set me free.”
“You’ve been imprisoned in a greeting card?”
“I do not know the details of my imprisonment, nor how long I have been captive.” Kneeling by her chair, he took her hand in his. “I only know that you found me and set me free. That means you are my one true love.”
“Kane—”
He placed one finger over her mouth to stop her words. “My memory may be unclear, but my feelings are not. I knew the moment I saw you how I feel about you. I have waited for you a long time.” He cradled her cheek in his hand and rubbed his thumb over her lips. “I know of your dreams of me. I do not know how I know, I simply do. You would not have dreamed of me for so long if we were not meant to be together.” His thumb brushed her lips again. “You are my true love.”

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

#NewRelease WINTERFALL Super Alpha Guys & a Super Volcano Disaster

Winterfall (The Wasteland Trilogy #3)
Denise A. Agnew

Winterfall

Thanks Kathy for having me on your blog! My idea for this trilogy came about when I studied super volcanoes for another novel I’m still writing. Because I like to write about military and former military, I wondered what would happen if I put some hot former military guys together with strong heroines caught in the aftermath of a super volcano explosion in California. (Yellowstone isn’t the only supervolcano in the U.S.) Although the characters are in Maine, there would still be problems to face if a super volcano erupted in California.

Winterfall is the third story in my Wasteland Trilogy, though there will be a novella coming out later this year that is an addition to the trilogy.

Blurb:

A firefighter and a former soldier have survived an apocalypse, but there is still danger lurking in the winter light…

Firefighter Juliet Van Pelt’s strength comes from previous adversity, but there’s an arsonist in town who wants to crank up the heat. When threatening letters target her, she turns to the one man she has never forgotten.

Former Army Ranger and sniper Mark O’Day can’t forget the woman he met months ago when their city was in chaos and they shared a dangerous moment. When opportunity brings her into his life again and danger threatens, he knows there is no alternative but to keep her close and never let her go.

 Excerpt:

Buckleport, Maine
October
“Damn, Van Pelt, the way you’re polishing that tumbler is giving me ideas,” Firefighter Decker Okono leered.
Juliet Van Pelt broke from her trance long enough to throw a glare his way. They stood at the sink in the kitchen area of Fire Station Three finishing kitchen duty. Soon she’d take the mandatory forty-eight-hour time off, even if they needed every hand they could get. Besides, her accounting job waited at home, demanding she take care of her “day job” business. As a volunteer, she didn’t get paid, she fought fires for free. Okono, on the other hand, was a full-fledged firefighter with a few years under his belt and the paycheck to go with it.
She continued to dry the glass, turning her attention back to the busy street beyond the station house. “Keep on dreaming, Okono.”
She’d been dreaming all right. Pretending that January’s Long Valley Super Volcano eruption in California hadn’t jacked up their world. Hadn’t wreaked havoc across the United States. Bangor’s population had increased tenfold since the disaster, as waves of refugees from the western states poured into the eastern seaboard and points north. Traffic jammed the streets, and they’d worked a record number of car wrecks in the last week. Fires, too. The job never ended. In the months since the volcano had destroyed the world as they’d known it, things had improved. Riots had ceased, but crime had skyrocketed, and poverty and a general economic downturn had made life a far grimmer situation.
She opened the cabinet to her upper right and deposited the glass.
“Baby, there’s no need for you to dream,” Okono said. “I have everything you need right here inside this uniform.”
Seriously? She almost choked on the idea of sharing anything intimate with the ex-Navy SEAL, especially sex. Even meaningful conversation with this goober seemed completely beyond the realm of possibility.
“I thought Navy SEALS were supposed to be all honorable and shit,” she said, injecting toughness into her voice.
She felt rather than saw him bristle, and for a second wondered if she’d crossed the line. She didn’t know him, not really. If he decided to go postal, she was in deep kimchee. Okono grunted and rinsed another glass. He handed it to her and she dried it thoroughly before adding it to the cabinet.
“I’m as honorable as you’re gonna get, little lady.” His accent changed to fake southern. He was from New Jersey. “There aren’t many good men out there, Van Pelt. A woman needs a protector in this big, bad world. You could do worse than me.”
She laughed, but the sound held nothing but derision. “Yeah, right.”
“I’m serious. This is a different world. More dangerous since Long Valley. And it isn’t getting better anytime soon.”
Got that right. But not this guy. No, she didn’t want or need his protection. Especially not a man who thought his status as a former SEAL entitled him to front row seats to everything, including sex. He seemed to never have heard of sexual harassment, and she could report him. Thing is, she didn’t want the conflict. She could handle his brand of idiocy with one hand tied behind her back.
No, there were other men...far more agreeable than Okono. Her mind flashed back to April when a nasty fire had taken down a warehouse. A serial arsonist had been operating in Buckleport for months now. Scores of buildings had burned and the arson investigators hadn’t closed in on a suspect yet. During that fire she’d met a man who continued to intrude on her thoughts day and night. Hell, he’d done more than that. The nameless man had been part of a security team making sure firefighters weren’t harassed by some bad-ass-wannabes. Her mind drifted to the conversation.
The fire had cooled down, the destruction pretty complete, the old warehouse a smoldering ruin. They’d be here for hours more knocking down any flare ups. One of the rednecks who’d harassed the crew stepped toward her when she’d stopped near the ladder truck to strip off her self-contained breathing apparatus.
“Hey, pretty lady,” the man said, his big body and ham-sized biceps showing pure power. “What the hell are you doing out here? Women shouldn’t be taking a man’s job.”
“What?” she asked, not even sure she’d heard him right. She wasn’t up for games--she was hot, tired, and grimy as hell.
He crossed those beefy arms. “Women ain’t designed to be firefighters.”
“I’m not taking anyone’s job, bub. I’m a volunteer. I don’t get paid.” His mouth dropped open, but before he could say anything else stupid, she continued. “If you don’t mind, I have work to do.”
The man’s glare grew hot with anger. “Listen, bitch--”
“Move along, sir,” a deeper voice said from slightly behind her.
She turned her attention to the man the voice belonged to, and he approached with his semi-automatic clasped in front of him. Her rescuer stood taller than six feet and had dangerous written all over him.
The dipwad who’d given her a hard time stepped back and held both hands up. “Hey, hey. No need to get all violent with me, cop.”
“I’m not a cop. Move back and let the firefighter do her job.”
Her rescuer wore a black baseball cap, tactical or flak vest over a black t-shirt, a pair of khaki cargo pants, and a seriously thunderous frown. She’d seen two men and one woman pile out of an unmarked black SUV not long ago and realized they were one of the private security teams who now supplemented police and military in protecting the city. Security dude owned a powerful, ripped physique that said he might have been in the military at one point. Sunglasses and a baseball cap didn’t camouflage his craggy good looks. His dark hair, almost black, was cut military short as well. All of that wouldn’t have normally drawn her attention, but his voice had a certain quality...an intense, whiskey-deep sound.
“Move along,” the private security man said to the redneck wannabe.
When the guy backed away and left, security dude took his glasses off. His dark chocolate eyes held an intensity that slammed into her with a force she hadn’t expected. She saw undeniable curiosity and attraction in the way he looked at her, but his attention didn’t feel slimy.
“You all right?” he asked.
“Of course.” Defensiveness dripped from her tone. “I can handle myself.”
His gaze swept up and down her body, the look in his eyes telling her he liked what he saw very much. Unlike the slimeball who’d just left, the security dude’s attention sent a wild thrill through her belly.
“I’m sure you can,” security dude said. “But I’m here to help if you need me.”
“Oh, don’t worry. I won’t need you.”
Her captain called her name right then, and when she saw security dude next he was at least fifty yards away.
After that day she hadn’t seen him again, but God she’d dreamed about mystery security man. Hot, sexy dreams that made no sense.

Winterfall is out at:






Bio for Denise A. Agnew

Denise A. Agnew is the author of over 60 novels. Denise has written paranormal, romantic comedy, contemporary, fantasy, historical, erotic romance, and romantic suspense. Archaeology and archery have crept into her work, and travels through England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales have added to a lifetime of story ideas. Denise is also a paranormal investigator, Reiki Master and Certified Creativity Coach.

Visit Denise’s websites at www.deniseagnew.com  and www.creativepencoaching.com.

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Saturday, December 27, 2014

RING IN THE NEW YEAR WITH ROMANCE!


The Sexy Scribbles are celebrating the NEW YEAR with lots of special book deals and prizes while we look ahead to exciting new projects for 2015. We’re having lots of GIVEAWAYS as a thank you to our readers too!

****Our special giveaway is a Kindle Paperwhite!!!****
(I just got one for Christmas and I looove it!!)




WHERE??

FACEBOOK PARTY

WHEN?

December 29th, 2014 Monday 7-10 p.m. EST

WHO?

THESE AMAZING AUTHORS: Check out their websites and sign up on their mailing lists to hear about their latest releases and giveaways.

Lisa Hughey – 2 $25 Gift Cards



AC James – a free audio book of Eternal Ever After and a free ebook of Eternal Ever After
Books by A.C. James

Geri Foster

Newsletter: link on her website

Stephanie Julian

Jan Springer -Free ebook Key Club Box Set, Vol 1



Krystal Shannon

Denise A. Agnew
Ashfall

Kathy Kulig – 2 free ebooks of either Burned Deep, Nightlord Lover or Red Tape.
Red Tape - Erotic BDSM Thriller Order Now!