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New Release, Contest, and Book Giveaway!
Thank you, Delilah. It’s a pleasure to be a guest on your blog. I’m Randi Alexander and I write cowboy erotic romance. I’m published with The Wild Rose Press’ Cowboy Kink line. My second Cowboy Kink, Her Cowboy Stud, was released March 23.
It feels rather odd to be blogging about erotic romance on Easter Sunday, but I’m up to the challenge! We do celebrate Easter, a holiday to gather with community and family. The kids, though, love searching the house to find where the Easter Bunny left their baskets full of candy.
Since then kids are now ten (Miss Fussy,) eight (Little Man,) and six (Pink,) we enjoy finding creative and hard-to-find places to hide the baskets. Taped underneath the kitchen table, hung amidst the coats in the foyer closet, or inside the air intake grate.
We’ve found a way to get the kids to work together to find them. We mark each basket with either a circle, a triangle, or a square. Once all three baskets have been found, we let them know which one is theirs. That way it becomes a team project.
A few years ago, we had the brilliant idea of giving the kids a rabbit. First off, one tiny bunny rabbit and three kids—the little fluff ball was held so much that first week, I don’t think his tiny paws ever touched solid ground. Because he was tan and white, the kids settled on the name, Butterfinger Blizzard. (Blizzard for short.)
We built a big pen for Blizzard by the garden where the kids could hang out with him and feed him early spring vegetables. The day we thinned out the garden, we set all the culled seedlings in his pen, thinking it would take him a week to get through all of them.
What we didn’t realize is that rabbits will eat everything in front of them, especially if it’s fresh veggies. Two hours later the kids ran in the house, yelling, “Blizzard turned into a basketball.” Sure enough, the poor thing looked like a furry, multi-colored blimp. It took another day for his belly to return to normal size. Lesson learned!
Another year, my brother gave us three chicks. Rhode Island Reds. Tiny little things that the kids named Birdchick, Dog Face Peep, and Colonel (after KFC’s founder.) After a few weeks, we decided to return them to my brother’s farm and keep visitation rights. We don’t know exactly what happened to the three Rhodies, but I imagine the KFC scenario is probably accurate.
I’m laughing right now as I look out the window and watch Little Man using his remote control Jeep to chase Pink around on the trampoline. They’re very good at finding ways to amuse themselves, but I’m thinking their lives would be much enriched if we try the animal surprise again this Easter.
Will I be able to talk hubby into another addition to our family? Every kid needs a puppy, right? Wish me luck!
I’d love to hear your stories of Easter baskets hidden in bizarre places, or gifts of animals that either didn’t work out well or did work out and have made a difference in your life. Leave a comment for your chance to win an e-book!
Trace McGonagall’s quiet life on his Houston stud ranch is shaken up when gorgeous Macy Veralta arrives to claim an inheritance left to her in his uncle’s will. Trace sees her as just another gold digger, but he also can’t resist her curvy body. When she hints at being the perfect submissive to his Dom, he has to have her.
Macy wouldn’t have been three months late to claim her inheritance if she’d known Trace was sin in jeans. The cowboy’s dominant bearing and the smoldering glint in his eyes send shivers to her toes and stirs images of being bound in his bed and disciplined at his hand. But could Trace’s perfect seduction be part of his plan to reclaim her inheritance?
EXCERPT: I chose a romantic excerpt today, but if you’re in the mood for more spicy, the first chapter of the book is on my website.
Pulling Macy on top of him, Trace grinned. “You won the bet. Anything you want is yours. You just need to ask.” His heart gradually slowed to normal while his body tingled with a major afterglow.
She kissed his shoulder. “Anything?” Her voice purred.
He pulled a pillow under his head to look down at her, combed his fingers through her soft hair. He would give her anything. His house, his horse, his heart. “Name it.”
“Would you feed me?”
His brow lifted. “Are we talkin’ food here, or is this sexual?”
She laughed. “This time it’s food. All the sudden I’m starving.”
His stomach growled at the thought of whatever JaniceLynn left in the oven for them, which smelled pretty damn good when he was in the kitchen before. He bent to kiss her. “I’m your servant, ma’am.”
He picked up his briefs and made a quick run to the bathroom. When he emerged, she stood and he handed her his shirt.
She slid into it, smiling. Nothing in his closet had ever looked so good. No one had ever felt so good in his arms, or been as perfect in his bed. He still didn’t know what Macy was thinking. Was this his one night with her, or would there be more?
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To celebrate the release of Her Cowboy Stud, I’m giving away, to one lucky *commenter, an e-copy of my new erotic romance short story anthology, Cowboy Bad Boys. Just leave a comment today and we’ll choose a winner tomorrow. *Commenter must be 18 years of age or older to win.
I’m also giving away a custom-made messenger bag and a $50 gift certificate to Pureromance to one subscriber to my newsletter. For more details, and to sign up for this contest, please go to my website, RandiAlexander.com And while you’re there, you can read the first chapter of Her Cowboy Stud.
Good luck, and thank you!
Randi
“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”
RandiAlexander.com
WildAndWickedCowboysBlog
Her Cowboy Stud available at The Wild Rose Press Wilder Roses
Kindle version is available at Amazon.com
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I will like to enter the contest.
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Omg, love your books.
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My parents never hid our Easter baskets, but my mom is one of nine and my uncles (she has 6 brothers) always gave us little animals. (They probably gave them to us to annoy my mom.) One of my uncles gave us a small white mouse and we all remember the day it made a break for it. My dad had to tear apart the kitchen cabinets to find our mouse. The best part, we had to get him out of bed and he was chasing the mouse in his boxer shorts. We still laugh about it and he still complains and that was 45 years ago.
PS – Our poor little mouse had to find a new home after that day.
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Wow!! This is definitely on my to be read books
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I just wanted to say holy moly Cowboy Stud should make you famous 🙂 talk about a book that just “BEGS” to be read lol. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE enter me into your contest , and are any in print form ? I feel for you and the poor little pets I really feel for the aminals try naming one little black lab and 5 kids, mom decied that we all got to name her, oldest going first, the poor puppy never saw it coming……her name was Madam Sabastain Louisie Marie Fuffy the 1, ok I’ll admit it , it was me and my sisters and brothers ,in my defence Madam and Fuffy were the only two names that made sence to me ,oh and mom just called her rags . We did get her as a Easter gift instead of colored eggs all of us kids are allergic to eggs lol
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I grew up on a farm with lots of space and lots of animals. Sometimes we would have to look for our Easter baskets out in the pasture. You always had to be careful where you stepped back there! LOL
Thanks so much for the giveaway!
Geishasmom73 AT yahoo DOT com
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I would love to have something new from you.
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Jeanette, you’re entered! Thank you, and good luck.
Mary, thank you so much for the kind words!
Lisa J, that is hillarious! I can just picture the scene in your kitchen that day.
Genevieve, thank you for stopping by. I hope you’ll enjoy Her Cowboy Stud.
Helene, no, none of my books are in print yet. Thank you for sharing your pet naming story. So funny!
StacieD, what a great memory. Racing through the pasture in your PJs would be such a blast.
Laura, thanks for dropping by, and good luck in the contest!
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God, I remember Easter as a child; gifts, candy, toys, and running around outside all day trying to burn off all the sugar I just spent an hour ingesting. Ahh, those were the days.
The story sounds pretty damn steamy, I look forward to reading more about your work.
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Jeffrey, I definitely remember the manic sugar highs followed by the grumpy sugar lows! Lots of fun.
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I have had Easter baskets hidden in trees and bushes. That is the most.. My dad had tied my sister, brothers and my Easter baskets hanging out of trees on a 10 acre farm one year. They also hid over 300 eggs to that we had to find. It took most of the day but we had a blast doing it. Also it kept us out of our mom’s hair while she was getting the dinner going.
Story sounds great..adding it to my need to read pile (it keeps growing..I dont thin I will see the end of it. B-P…)
thanks for the contest. 😛
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That is a great excerpt! I am going to have to order your books.
When I was a kid my sister and I each got a bunny. Like you we had a coop and fed them from our garden.
Yes, I think a dog is a necessity for your family! From the day was born I haven’t been without at least one pet. Right now I have a 16 year old dog and two cats. In the past I have had hamsters, mice and chicks.
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Melissa, what a great idea to keep you entertained all day and out of the way. Thanks for the kind words, and I think you and I have the exact same problem with our to be read list. It’s never-ending.
Hey, Susan. I’ve always had pets, too, but we didn’t end up with an Easter dog. It may still happen this spring, though! I’m glad you enjoyed the excerpt.
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I had a foster guinea pig that I named ‘Nu’ (you know, ‘Nu Guinea’) who kept me company while I was away at school. Unfortunately my boyfriend was terribly allergic to her so I gave her to a classmate when I left school. She kept me amused by her vocalizations whenever she heard me in the vegetable drawer of the refrigerator…the only reason I bought fresh vegetables was to feed her so the grocery clerk was always bemused to see a single carrot or celery stalk on the checkout counter (-:
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That’s so cute, ELF. I’ll have to check Youtube to hear what sounds Guinea pigs make. And how intelligent to recognize the sound of the vegetable drawer!
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Congratulations, Laura Bowles! Using Randomizer.org, you were chosen the winner of an e-copy of Cowboy Bad Boys! Please contact me at Randi at RandiAlexander dot com to claim your prize, and please tell me which version you’d like.
Thanks to everyone who stopped by and who left a comment, and a huge thanks to Delilah for hosting me!