UPDATE: The winner is…Margaret!
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BlogSaturday, April 10th, 2021
UPDATE: The winner is…Margaret! Puzzle contestFor a chance to win a FREE book from my backlist, solve the puzzle and tell me what you’re reading this weekend! Friday, April 9th, 2021
UPDATE: The winner of the gift card is…Lisa C! I love this photo. I’m not sure how I’ll use it just yet. So, I thought I’d put it out there… Tell me a story about the woman. Doesn’t have to be long or very good. Have fun with it! Comment for a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card! More Open ContestsEnter to win!
Thursday, April 8th, 2021
We have another new SEALS in Paradise story! This year’s theme is centered around holidays. The latest release is by my friend, Becca Jameson! All buy links are below! April’s Fool
More SEALS in Paradise LinksHot SEAL, Heartbreaker by Cat Johnson Hot SEAL, Charmed by Parker Kincade Hot SEAL, April’s Fool by Becca Jameson **Hot SEAL, In His Memory by Delilah Devlin** Hot SEAL, A Forever Dad by MaryAnn Jordan Hot SEAL, Independence Day by Elle James Hot SEAL, Sweet & Spicy by Cynthia D’Alba Hot SEAL, Labor Day by Cynthia D’Alba Hot SEAL, Midnight Magic by Teresa Reasor Hot SEAL, Sinful Harvest by Parker Kincade Hot SEAL, Silent Knight by Kris Michaels Wednesday, April 7th, 2021
UPDATE: The winner is…Colleen C! I love the word “wonder.” The second I read it I see me, with my eyes wide-open radiating awe, my mouth rounded in an O of surprise, my mind bright with amazement. Songs like “God of Wonders” and “Wonderful Wonderful” make my heart sing. So imagine my delight when I started the research for this post on my favorite fairytale and learned that another description for fairytale is “wonder tale.”
The term “fairytale” is derived from the French conte de fées, i.e., short stories that contain all manner of nonhuman characters, not just fairies, and wonderment. I date my love for fairy/wonder tales back to my NYC public school days. In September during the first week of class, you received your subject books, one of which was a reader. You wrote your name and class on a bookplate then dug in for a year’s worth of reading. These books were broken up into three or four sections. I can’t remember what they were, but the final section always contained illustrated fairy tales. It is from those school readers that I first read about Rumpelstiltskin, the Shoemaker and the Elves, Puss in Boots, and the Three Billy Goats Gruff. I particularly loved the ones with talking animals. My favorite of all is The Bremen Town Musicians, a story that appeared in Grimms’ Fairy Tales in 1819. Briefly, it’s about a donkey, dog, cat, and rooster, all who have become old and of no use to their different owners. They set out to find the freedom they deserve as musicians in Bremen. They come upon a cottage in which thieves are counting their booty. The animals scare them off and enjoy the food left behind. When the robbers send one of their band to retake the cottage, the animals vanquish him. He hurries back with tales of a monster from which he barely escaped with his life. No longer troubled by humans, the animals settle down in the cottage to the life of freedom and plenty they deserve. Although the animals never made it to Bremen, the town has a famous statue erected in their honor. Take a look at the statue here: https://www.bremen.eu/tourism/attractions/bremen-town-musicians. I think about the little girl I was, who enjoyed reading over and over about these animals’ exploits. As an adult, I can see how each animal determining their own destiny and supporting one another would appeal to an urban kid growing up in the turbulent and heady days of the Civil Rights movement. How could the spunk of the Bremen Town Musicians not inspire me when I was seeing on television or overhearing adults talking about African-American people working together and not allowing others to determine their worth? I even see the Kwanzaa principles of kujichagulia (self-determination) and ujimaa (collective work and responsibility) at work in the story which adds another level of enjoyment to my favorite “wonder tale.” So how about you? Do you have a favorite fairy/wonder tale? Share its title in the comments for a chance at a $10 Amazon gift card. Better To Marry Than To BurnFreed Man seeking woman to partner in marriage for at least two years in the black township of Douglass, Texas. Must be willing and able to help establish a legacy. Marital relations as necessary. Love neither required nor sought. Excerpt from Better to Marry than to Burn… She sidled up to him, cupped his erection and fondled his balls. “Ready for bed or ready to bed me?” He moaned, placed his hand atop hers and increased the pressure. Already hard, he hadn’t imagined he could get any harder. “Is that beautiful brass bed new?” He gulped. “Ye—yes. Bought it—bought it for the honeymoon.” “I’m ready to be bedded now,” she whispered. “Or is that something we must negotiate?” All thoughts of dinner vanished. “No,” he rasped, leaning forward, as hungry for her lips as he was to be inside her. “Good.” She stepped back, out of reach. “But, let’s be clear…” She bent over, so her butt protruded toward him. She massaged each buttock so her crack parted invitingly. “Tonight it’s the Greek way or no way.” He blinked, stunned by this demand to be taken anally. His master had had books filled with drawings, depicting naked Greeks wrestling. Those pen and ink depictions flashed before him now. Arms constrained by arms, legs entwined with legs, butts and groins enmeshed in snug contortions. He’d love to take Queen that way, experience first-hand the erotic intimacy etched in the men’s struggle-laden features. He took one step toward her then stopped. No. One day, he would…but not tonight. Not their first time. Their first time would be the nose-to-nose, chest-to-breast, cock-to-vagina coupling he’d hungered five years for. Buy link: https://amzn.to/2KTaGPH Website: www.michalscott.webs.com Twitter: @mscottauthor1 Tuesday, April 6th, 2021
UPDATE: The winners are…Jennifer Beyer, Ann Ivey, and Arlene Miklovic! The Montana Bounty Hunters series located in Bear Lodge is complete. I am three books into the spinoff series, Montana Bounty Hunters: Dead Horse, MT. I loved writing the original series, and I can’t wait to immerse myself in writing many more of these heavy-duty, gritty guys in the near future. Have you seen the cover for Chase, which will release in June? Yeah. Some of the guys you love from the original series will continue to pop up here and there in Dead Horse—after all, they all work for Fetch Winter. Someday, he’ll get his happy-ever-after, too! Cochise
ContestAre you all caught up reading the Montana Bounty Hunters? For a chance to win a download of one of the stories you may have missed Here are all the Bear Lodge Montana Bounty Hunters! MONTANA BOUNTY HUNTERS Excerpt from CochiseCochise Mercier, the new hire at Montana Bounty Hunters, took a deep breath to force his heart to slow its pace. A trick he’d learned as an Army sniper to make sure a jerking breath didn’t mess up a shot. The trick worked in most situations when he needed his mind to slow and for his focus to home in on a target or a situation. Clearing his mind meant he was able to take in more of what was happening around him and enabled him to discard the things that weren’t important—like the way the wind beat a tree branch against the side of the house, a steady thump that sounded almost like clomping footsteps. Instead, he concentrated on the way the light, beaming through the tall arched windows at the front of the house, flickered whenever his target paced left or right, telling him where their mark was. An important fact, because in minutes, he’d have to breach the oak front door and be ready to take him down—with his weapon or his body, depending on whether Randy Pinter was armed. A fact Cochise would have to ascertain in a split second. “Can’t see any movement in the back rooms,” came Jamie Burke’s voice through his earpiece. “I think he’s alone.” He still wasn’t used to hearing a woman’s voice on the comms. He’d never had a female as part of any of his missions on the ground with the Army, and Denver’s SWAT had, at the time, been all male. That voice interrupted his calm. His instinct was to protect women and children, but she was a part of this team—and his boss—so again, he drew a deep breath, pushed aside his concern, and concentrated on his target. Pinter was pacing in front of the window to the right of the front door. “Girlfriend’s car isn’t in the garage,” came Sky Reynold’s deep voice. “Must have gone for takeout. I’m moving around to the front.” “Deputies just arrived,” Lacey Jones’s too perky voice sounded. “I’ll go brief them about what’s about to go down. Make sure they know we have the owner’s permission to be here.” Cochise could hear the excitement in her higher pitch. Thank God, she was back at the road with the vehicles. The thought of her cotton-candy sweetness being anywhere near Pinter made him shudder. The girl might have qualified with her weapon and might be doing well with her self-defense classes, but she had no real experience going head-on with bad dudes. He didn’t want to be around the first time she was truly tested. “You call it, Cochise,” Jamie said. With his heart as slow as when he slept, he felt the familiar ice-water chill flow over him. “Ready,” he whispered and then stepped away from the bushes beside the porch. “Moving toward the door… On three. One…two…three.” Read the rest of this entry » Monday, April 5th, 2021
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Sunday, April 4th, 2021
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