When it’s this hot, and let me tell you there’s not a lot of places hotter than the Central Valley of California in August, I like to stay cool by staying inside with a good book. My recent release, Matrix Crystal Hunters, is just such a book to help you take your mind off of the summer heat.

Team Alpha Three’s spaceship is out of power after fighting a wormhole, and parked on the primitive world of Zenevieva. With half the team sick from radiation poisoning, the team commander entrust geologist, Maya Gladstone, to find enough matrix crystals to power up their spacecraft, so they can go home to Earth. Vach Namaste of the powerful Clan Namaste, a native of the planet, has desired the lovely Maya since she stepped off the spaceship on that astonishing day a year ago. He’s hounded her every step since. As Hymeneal Night approaches, he makes plans to take her as his bride… willing or not.

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s a bow in the rock wall.” Vach backed up, causing Maya to withdraw. “I’m bigger than the last time I went through here, but that was several years ago when my cousin, Xeno, brought me.”

He handed her the flashlight.

“Is there another way?” She shone the light around, noting how the crevice narrowed overhead.

“Not that I know of.” He grunted, trying to remove his robe, but there wasn’t much room to maneuver.

“Here, let me help you.” Maya pulled the robe off his shoulder. “Surely the ancients didn’t come through here?” She jerked one sleeve down over his hand and then reached to get the other side too, but found herself wedged between the rock wall and his hard body. Fighting the impulse to feel his muscles, she managed to get his other sleeve down.

“If there’s another entrance, it must have been blocked a long time ago.” He started to pull his tunic off, but struggled, thanks to his big arms and the lack of room. “Can you help me with my shirt?”

As Vach lifted his arms over his head, Maya grabbed a handful of cloth so she could lift the material high over his shoulders. “What are you going to do? Strip down and lube yourself with my cooking oil?”

“No.” He chuckled, his voice muffled by the shirt. “But that’s a good idea.”

With his arms up, Maya got a whiff of his spicy, male scent. It always surprised her that the Zeemen didn’t stink after exertion as humans did. I wouldn’t mind rubbing his body down with oil. Warmth spiraled through her middle. She bit her lip. Keep your mind on business and not on being in a tight spot with a handsome Zeeman.

Vach stuck his clothes in the tote and then sidestepped through the narrow opening. Grunting as he pushed past the bow, he finally got through.

Maya approached the bend and realized it was about breast height on her. No wonder Vach had a problem, with his deep chest and heavily muscled back.

Contemplating the aperture, she stood on tiptoe but couldn’t get high enough. Finally, she squatted down but then found she needed to keep her knees bent out sideways. Oh no, not awkward at all.

She managed a few crab steps before she got stuck. Vach grabbed her arm to pull her the rest of the way through. Her hiking boots slid over the loose gravel, while her thighs took the strain. He helped her to stand, leaving his hands placed on her waist as she leaned against the wall, panting. “I don’t know how we’re going to manage that going back.”

“At least we know it’s there.” His breath puffed against her face. It smelled of mint.

He must have used my toothpaste. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

With an electric jolt, Maya realized her shirt had risen up and Vach’s hands were resting on her bare skin. She became hyperaware of his scent, his closeness and the fact that he wore no shirt.

Moving even closer toward her in the confined space, he whispered in her ear. “I like the smell of your hair.”

His hand slid further under her shirt, gliding over her ribs.

Heat went through her as she rested her hand on his shoulder. “It’s my shampoo.”

“It’s nice.”

“You can borrow it sometime.”

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Void were prohibitive.

Jan 6 2014

The Winner of the Baby it’s Cold Out here Blog Hop is

And the winner is…

Giedre!

Congratulations, Giedre!

She wins the amethyst pendant.

I’ve already contacted Giedre and will be mailing the prize tomorrow.

Dec 31 2013

Winner of the Mistletoe Hop is…

Eva.

Congratulations, Eva.

I’ve already contacted Eva and I’ll be mailing off her prize today.

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Aug 8 2013

Ella’s Turning What? Blog Hop

If you are looking for the Ella’s turning what blog hop then you have found it!

***$100 Amazon or Barnes and Noble (winner’s choice) Gift Card***

Leave a comment here and at the other stops for a chance at the grand prize.

The Winner will be announced and contacted on Monday morning.

Happy Birthday, Ella.

My favorite birthday was in May of this year. My husband took me to Sizzlers. I had a nice salad and lobster. It was fun eating out with my favorite guy. Then we went shopping.

I have exciting news. My short story will be published in August

So soon, very soon you can purchase Persephone’s Song anthology and read my short story, Weather Witch.

Still available and now only .99 cents, Windswept Shores.

Blurb: The sole survivor of a plane crash, Megan is alone on a deserted island in the Bahamas. Then she finds a nearly-drowned man. Another survivor, this time from a boat wreck.

With only meager survival skill between them, will they survive these windswept shores and can they find love?

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And for the Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AS9NDNO

Excerpt:

“How’s the leg?” Seth asked.

“Better. It doesn’t hurt.”

“Let me have a look.” He removed his blood stained shirt, washed his hands, and sat sideways at the dining table.

Megan walked over, showing him her injured thigh.

He pulled her closer so she stood between his legs. Running his hands down to the bandage, he asked, “Megz, have you been shaving?”

“Um, no.” She gazed down at his warm hands on her tanned skin.

“Blimey, no hair or stubble. Not even one.” He carefully examined her leg.

“That is the wonders of modern technology.”

“Howzat?” He furrowed his brow.

“I had my hair removed with laser treatments.”

“Smooth like a baby’s bum.” He grinned. Gingerly, he took off part of the tape so he could peek under it. “It looks a bit better. Just a small pink ring around the wound, but it has a decent scab.”

“Oh, good.” She briefly closed her eyes as relief washed through her.

He smoothed the bandage back down, then smiled at her.

“I want to thank you for taking care of me.” She cupped his face, leaned down, and kissed him on the forehead.

“Try a little lower, love.” He tilted his head back.

“Well, since you went to all the trouble of shaving.” After a moment’s hesitation, she bent down, giving him another kiss on the lips.

The moment she did, his arms went around her waist. Seth pulled her against his bare chest. He deepened the kiss, brushing his tongue against hers.

Megan melted against him, making a small noise in her throat as an incredible flare of desire took her completely by surprise. The kiss was long, deep and very intense, while his large, warm hands slipped under her shirt, massaging her back.

Megan pulled back, looking down at the passionate expression in Seth’s gray eyes. “That was…”

“Bloody amazing,” he finished for her.

Megan’s eyes went wide. She took several steps back out of his embrace. She leaned against the counter. “Oh, I really shouldn’t have done that.”

“Don’t whinge, love. You needed that and so did I.” He gave a lopsided grin.

Megan found she wanted to trace his full, kissable lips with her fingers. Oh, no. She ran outside, breathing deeply of the clean evening air. What’s the matter with me? I’m married. You don’t kiss other men when you’re married.

“Megz,” Seth called, ducking as he stepped through the doorway. “It’s okay, love.”

“No, it’s not.” She wrapped her arms around herself, even though she really wanted to throw them around Seth. Megan bit her lip. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I shouldn’t feel anything for Seth. He is a big happy-go-lucky lug, also handsome and sexy as hell. Oh, damn.

He walked up behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders, sending warmth right through her. “When’s the last time you and your bloke threw a leg over?”

“That’s none of your business,” she snapped. Heat rose to her face.

“Megz,” he said gently, “ya act like yer haven’t been touched in a very long time. A lot longer than the two weeks that yer been here.”

She didn’t answer him. He’s right. Jonathan hadn’t slept with me in six months. I must be touch hungry. “Are we going to cook that pig or what?”

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Exodus Arcon Trailer

The first of a new Science Fiction series

Exodus Arcon

Exodus Arcon two

*new*

Exodus Arcon Three

Alien Heart, which follows these free reads, will be available sometime this year.

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Contest rules: The prize is a five dollar gift certificate to Amazon. The prize is valued at no more than five $5.00 USA dollars. Contest starts August 9th and ends August 11, 2013. If no one claims the prize within Forty-eight hours of being notified, then another winner will be selected. No one under the age of eighteen need apply.

Winners are those who leave the best comment in the comment section and leave an email address.

By entering your email in the comment section you are agreeing to the Official Rules and stating that you are older than eighteen (18).

Void were prohibitive.

Jul 3 2013

When Sparks Fly Blog Hop

If you are looking for the When Sparks Fly Blog Hop, then you have found it!

I have exciting news. My short story will be published August.

So soon, very soon you can purchase Persephone’s Song and read my short story Weather Witch.

Still available and now only .99 cents, Windswept Shores.

Expert:

“Megz, you’re making me head spin.” Seth moaned, wanting to taste her lips again. He fought for control.

“Am I going too fast?” She tweaked one of his nipples.

He closed his eyes briefly. It shocked him that one small thing would rock his control. “I reckon with all the times you knocked me back when I tried to get a leg over.”

She furrowed her brow. “We can do this another time. It’s okay. I can wait.” Her face showed her disappointment.

Seth stared at her bare breasts. He wanted to taste them again. “It’ll take a bit, but I reckon I’ll get over it.” He kissed her again as he tugged on her garment.

While he gathered the bottom of her dress, she put her hands over her head, so he could pulled it off.

She gave a nervous chuckle and smoothed down her hair, reclining back with a leisurely stretch. “I feel so free now. I want to share myself with you.”

His heart beat fast. He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry, watching his soon-to-be lover’s luscious figure. Her body, though scarred from the surgeries, was toned as an athlete’s, her breasts full, the planes of her stomach flat. His donger, already hard, throbbed and his body tightened. He needed to have her—all of her—soon.

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Trade paperback: https://www.createspace.com/4084680
Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AS9NDNO

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***Janice Seagraves’s Contest Alert***

Leave a comment and your email addy, for a chance to win a five dollar gift certificate from Amazon.

And just for stopping by, you also receive three free downloads, which is the start of my science fiction romance series The Alien Heart Series.

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Exodus Arcon Trailer

The first of a new Science Fiction series

Exodus Arcon

Exodus Arcon two

*new*

Exodus Arcon Three

Alien Heart, which follows these free reads, will be available sometime this year.

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Contest rules: The prize is a five dollar gift certificate to Amazon. The prize is valued at no more than five $5.00 USA dollars. Contest starts July 4th and ends July 8, 2013. If no one claims the prize within Forty-eight hours of being notified, then another winner will be selected. No one under the age of eighteen need apply.

Winners are those who leave the best comment in the comment section and leave an email address.

By entering your email in the comment section you are agreeing to the Official Rules and stating that you are older than eighteen (18).

Void were prohibitive.

Dec 13 2012

Christmas Blog Hop

If you’re looking for the Christmas Blog Hop you have found it.

Jared the Fierce Were-tabby

By Janice Seagraves

Part Two:

Jared Shows His True Colors—Orange

Inside the little cabin the fire burned merrily in the hearth, but standing outside Morgan’s teeth chattered. “Okay, show me,” she demanded.

“Are you sure you want to see this? It’s really horrible,” Jared warned as vapor plumed out of his mouth.

“Yes. Do it already.” She shivered and rubbed her arms. Impatiently Morgan bounced on her toes, almost ready to do calisthenics if it got her warm. “It’s cold out here.”

Jared shot her a dirty look. “Fine for you to say, you don’t have to do this naked.” He kicked off his shoes then stripped off his sweatshirt.

“Naked?” She stared at his bare chest.

The chilled air raised goose bumps along his skin. Glancing back at her, he stopped with his thumbs hooked in his pants. “It’s cold out here, so there will be… shrinkage.”

“Oh, do tell.” She smirked.

He slid off the pants, and the change started. Moaning, he dropped to the snow-covered ground, while his bones popped and rearranged themselves. Orange fur grew all along his back and limbs. When the change finished, he sat on his haunches and stared at her.

“Oh my God. You’re—you’re a…” Morgan stammered, eyes wide, she stepped back.

A low feline growl purred from his mouth.

“Cat!”

After staring a stunned moment at the orange tabby, ice form in her stomach taking away what little warmth she possessed. The pressure of a scream form at the back of her throat, but she swallowed it down. Get a grip, Morgan. He’s still the same person.

“So you were the cat I saw when Joan and I check-in?” After gathering up his discarded clothes, she opened the door to the cabin. She looked down at the feline. “Well come on, you’ll freeze out here.”

Jared scurried in before she could step through the threshold, and settled in front of the hearth with a contented purr. Logs crackled in the brick fireplace. Morgan tossed Jared’s clothes on the couch and turned her back to the fire. “Why does my butt always get so cold?”

Jared produced a un-cat-like snort and then jumped to the floor. His skin looked like it was boiling while his bones cracked and popped, as they rearranged themselves. His fur disappeared as his body returned to man size. Standing up, he turned to look at her with a challenge in his gaze.

Morgan’s gaze swept over his long, lean body. Yup, that weird orange hair was everywhere. “So you can do that inside.” She stared away from his deliciously nude form, which made her feel warm for a different reason. “Why didn’t you?”

He pulled on his sweat pants then walked back to her. “Cats don’t like loud noises. If you started to scream, I would need an escape route.

“Coward.” She stepped away from him.

“Hardly.” He took her by the arms, pulled her toward him. “Cats are fearless fighters, but a loud noise can trigger a fight or flight reflex.”

A smile teased the corners of her mouth. “I bet you run real fast, too.”

“I run faster, when I’m hurrying back to the one I care about.” Slipping an arm around her, he nuzzled the side of her face. “Ever have a butterfly-kiss?”

“Um, no.” Morgan lifted an eyebrow. “Aren’t those the kind you give to children?”

Jared grinned. “No, I mean the grown up version.” He set his lips to her throat. Opening his mouth slightly he dragged his tongue along her skin. Moving down a bit, he trailed butterfly-kisses along her neck.

She shivered. “Oh, I like that kitty-cat boy.” A tingling sensation ran down her body as heat filled her panties, but it had nothing to do with the fire blazing behind them.

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