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Calendar Boy is available today at Aspen Mountain Press.




Forty-five year old erotic romance author Stacy Oppenheimer has always been an introvert, and her recent divorce has left her scared of her own shadow. But when her favorite cover model, Michael Moretti, corners her at a writers’ conference, she swallows her inhibitions for a moment and teases him a little.

Michael Moretti, age thirty-six, knows his career as a cover model and exotic dancer is rapidly coming to an end due to his age. He has his own reasons for attending this conference—find an attractive older woman who he can woo into keeping him in the lifestyle to which he’s become accustomed. Lovely Stacy Summers fits his requirements nicely.

With Michael’s help, Stacy begins to overcome her shyness and engages in some exciting activities both outside and inside the bedroom. But she’s nobody’s sugar mama, and she makes that clear to him when she finds out his ulterior motive. Too bad for Michael, who finds out he just might be in a little deeper than he thought.

MEET THE HEROJonathan from Lancelot's Lady

Please welcome Cherish D'Angelo!

Thank you, Helen, for hosting me during my Cherish the Romance Virtual Launch Party, which celebrates the release of my contemporary romantic suspense Lancelot's Lady. Today I'm giving you a sneak peek at a scene in which my hero, Jonathan, has just found a stranded Rhianna on Angelina's Isle, and he isn't too happy about it. First impressions can be very misleading.

Jonathan almost laughed at the woman. How dare she look at him as if he were some uneducated, impoverished bum. If she could only see herself. Most of the women he’d known would never allow themselves to be seen in such disarray, with hair tousled by the wind, no makeup on whatsoever―not that she needed any―and tired, angry eyes.

Approaching, he surreptitiously studied her. The woman’s creased cotton pants were slightly damp at the hem. The blouse she wore, while feminine, was primly buttoned to the top. And her unmarked suitcase screamed brand new, suggesting this woman either wasn’t well-traveled or worldly, or she was and she bought a new suitcase for every trip.

Rhianna, he recalled.

She had eyes the color of jade, and right now they were flinging daggers at him.

He chuckled. She’s feisty, I’ll give her that.

Now that she was standing, he could see that her head only came as high as his chest, but she was curved in all the right places. She had long, slender legs―the kind he’d like to wrap around him.

Now where the hell did that thought come from?

“Where are you from?” he demanded.

“Miami.”

He let out a huff. “City girl.”

Staring into her thick-lashed eyes, he felt a shock of something akin to recognition. Yet he knew they’d never met before. Shaking his head, he reminded himself that women were nothing but trouble. He’d had enough of that to last him a lifetime.

Liars and cheats. All of them!

“How far is the resort?” she asked.

His laughter echoed through the trees...

Lancelot's Lady by Cherish D'Angelo

A Bahamas holiday from dying billionaire JT Lance, a man with a dark secret, leads palliative nurse Rhianna McLeod to Jonathan, a man with his own troubled past, and Rhianna finds herself drawn to the handsome recluse, while unbeknownst to her, someone with a horrific plan is hunting her down.

Cherish D'Angelo's bio: When romance author Cherish D'Angelo is not busy relaxing in her hot tub, sipping champagne, eating chocolate-covered strawberries or plotting romantic suspense with scintillating sensuality, she is ruthlessly killing people off in her thrillers as bestselling Canadian suspense author, Cheryl Kaye Tardif.

Prizes & Giveaways: I'm giving away prizes at every stop during my launch party today and at every stop during my Cherish the Romance Virtual Book Tour, which runs until October 10, 2010, so join the party and follow me on my journey.

Leave a comment here, with email address, to be entered into the prize draws. You're guaranteed to receive at least 1 free ebook just for doing so. Plus you'll be entered to win a Kobo ereader. Winners will be announced after October 10th.

Special prizes: Purchase Lancelot's Lady today from KoboBooks, Amazon's Kindle Store, or Smashwords and email me with your receipt as proof of purchase and you'll be entered into a special draw for signed paperback copies of Divine Intervention. Two copies will be awarded.

You can learn more about Lancelot's Lady and Cherish/Cheryl at http://www.cherishdangelo.com and http://www.cherylktardif.blogspot.com.

MEET ME AT CATHERINE'S

I'm visiting Catherine's blog today. Please stop by to read an excerpt from Pianist Envy!

And for your viewing pleasure...Jessie Pavelka, who happens to bear a striking resemblance to my hero, Chandler.

Do You Have Pianist Envy?Get It Today at Ellora's Cave!

Pianist Envy, my new contemporary erotic novella, is available today at Ellora's Cave! (The hump-day hunk will be making an appearance Friday.)


Huge success has so far eluded musician Jane Rock. Coming from a modest background, she’s had to work hard for everything she has. When a music agent attends one of her rock band’s performances at a local club, she thinks her big break has finally come, until an inebriated—though handsome and muscular—patron spoils her show.

Classical pianist Chandler Hamilton has had most of his success handed to him due to his family name. He has his reasons for detesting rock music, but he finds himself drawn to beautiful and talented Jane. Although the two sizzle between the sheets, outside the bedroom they bicker endlessly and envy what they perceive as the other’s good fortune. When Jane needs a favor, Chandler resists. Can love blossom amid clashing notes and tempos?

MEET THE HEROChase from Kilt-A-Licious

I'm pleased to welcome back my good friend Catherine Bybee. She has a hero for us today who is truly Kilt-A-licious! And who is that hunk on the cover??

Multi-published, bestselling author Catherine Bybee has been addicted to books for as long as she can remember. With the love of reading romance novels came the desire to write them as well. Creating worlds where passion and intrigue collide gives Catherine the perfect balance. She currently lives in Southern California with her husband and two growing sons. If she isn't busy at her computer or with her family, she's volunteering for any number of organizations or working as a RN in a busy Emergency Room.

Blurb:

Time traveling Highlander, Chase Donnach, would like nothing better than to enjoy his last days in the twenty-first century in the arms of the feisty, redhead Sheri Lansing. When their mutual sexual pleasure develops into much bigger emotions of love and forever Chase has to convince Sheri that he’s the Highlander for her.

All of Sheri’s life the people she grows to love leave her. When Chase slips into her heart, she reflexively pushes him away. Can Chase really love her as much as he says, or are the destined to only be lovers lost in time?

Excerpt:

A hand pushed up her skirt, but before she had a chance to break the weasel’s fingers, a large hand clasped onto the shoulder of fuzz-face and hauled him to his feet. Sheri jumped back to avoid being knocked over.

All noise in the bar stopped.

Pivoting, Sheri sized up Chase who didn’t look all that happy as he sent a death stare to the cop-a-feel reject.

Chase was pissed, and he didn’t hide it.

“The lass said she wasn’t interested.” Each measured word etched into her brain. Damn, that was hot. The way Chase stood staring down the kid with his feet shoulder-width apart was a complete turn-on.

When Chase pulled the man against his chest, she noticed the fear in the kid’s face. As hot as it might be to have Mr. Chivalrous coming to her aid, she didn’t think bloodshed was absolutely necessary.

“Chase, put the little boy down.” The kid did seem to be dangling in the air. He was all of five-ten where Chase was six-three on a bad day.

“I don’t think he’s learned his lesson, love.”

“He’s about to wet himself, hon.” Not that she cared if he did.

Lori fell in place beside her along with John, the bouncer. “Is everything okay here?”

“Fine! Chase, put him down.” When Chase’s blue eyes reached hers, they softened.

Slowly, the kid found his footing, and Chase let go.

The noise around them started to build as the tension dissipated.

Sheri continued to stare into his eyes. Deep in the pit of her stomach, she quivered. Damn, he was delicious to look at. Oh, baby, was it exciting watching him in action. Suddenly, the thought of him fighting with his big, massive sword and his big, burly muscles popped in her mind and had her breathing heavily in seconds.

She reached out and clasped his hand. “Lori, can you cover for me for a few minutes?”

The bartender laughed, obviously having the same Oh, baby, there’s nothing like a big, hunky guy to defend you thoughts Sheri had. “Take all the time ya need.”

Someone turned up the music in the bar. Sheri pulled Chase out of the main room and down the hall to the break room. Juan, the busboy, sat in one of only three chairs in the small space.

“Out,” she ordered. Juan scurried back to work. Once alone, Sheri turned the lock in the door, swiveled on Chase, and latched her lips onto his.

HUMP-DAY HUNK -- Jimmy Thomas

Yes, I'm taking this opportunity to showcase my new cover for Calendar Boy featuring the amazing Jimmy Thomas! Many thanks to Amanda at Aspen Mountain Press for the wonderful design. Jimmy has appeared on nearly 500 romance novel covers. He's the ultimate Calendar Boy, and I'm thrilled to have him on this cover. For your viewing pleasure, here are a few more of his hot covers...

MEET THE HEROMaximus from Forbidden

Last week I took part in my good friend Christina Phillips's blog party to celebrate her new Berkley Heat release, Forbidden. This week, I'm happy to welcome her here to talk about Maximus, her hero. Doesn't that name just conjure up all kinds of delicious images? Before we meet the man of the hour, here's a little about Christina:

Christina Phillips has always loved writing, and while her efforts in eighth grade usually involved space ships, time travel and unfortunate endings, as soon as she discovered romance novels a whole new world opened up. She now writes ancient historical romances about strong heroines and gorgeous warrior heroes for Berkley Heat who, no matter how torturous the journey, are guaranteed a happy-ever-after. Christina was born in the United Kingdom, but now lives in sunny Western Australia with her real-life hero and their three children.

Forbidden - the first in a new erotic historical series of magical heroines and sexy warriors

Blurb:

He was a master of seduction - but no match for the magical allure of the woman he wanted most...

Carys knew from the moment she first spied on Maximus in his naked barbarian glory that he was a dangerous Roman centurion - his taut, battle-scarred flesh marking him as a fearless warrior. But her desire for him was as undeniable as it was illicit.

Charged by his emperor to eliminate a clan of powerful Druids in Britain, Maximus never expects his mission to be thwarted by the clan's ethereal princess, Carys, his daring voyeur. Falling under her spell, he doesn't realize her true heritage - until he captures her heart as well as her body.

As Carys's loyalties are twisted, and freedom is no longer her single-minded obsession, an avenging former lover threatens to crush Maximus's people into oblivion. Now Carys and Maximus must overcome the devastation of war and face the ultimate sacrifice if their forbidden love is to survive.

Excerpt ~ Chapter One

Carys held her breath as her secret lover entered the sparkling waterfall, buried deep within the leafy shadows of the forest.

She pressed her fingers against the rough bark of the tree, and inched a little farther along the branch where she lay hidden from his sight.

From this angle she had a perfect view of his magnificent naked body. Even from this distance she could see the numerous battle scars that marred his tawny skin, but they marked him as a warrior. A hero who faced death without reservation and emerged triumphant.

He was the enemy of her people. And yet she couldn’t tear her fascinated gaze from him.

They had never met. They would never meet. Such a catastrophe didn’t bear thinking about. Yet she thought of this tough, brutal warrior constantly. Ever since she had first stumbled across his irregular bathing ritual three moons ago.

He turned within the shimmering rainbows of the waterfall, fingers raking through his short black hair. Carys released her breath in a shaky gasp and her body moved restlessly against her perilous ledge. The men of Cymru had long, flowing hair. How would it feel to touch such severely cropped hair? Sharp, like the points of reeds? Or—not? She couldn’t imagine. And yet she imagined endlessly.

His hands massaged his broad shoulders, and Carys’s fingers dug into woody crevices as she fantasized rubbing her own fingers over his knotted muscles. It had been fifteen days since he had last been to the waterfall. She knew because she had waited here, each morning.

But the wait had been worth it, and her imagination hadn’t enhanced his powerful muscles, his commanding height or his dark, exotic beauty. Her breath shortened as her heart rate accelerated, and her thighs tightened around the branch in reaction.

Slowly his hands slid over wet skin, fingers trailing through the sprinkling of dark hair that dusted his impressive chest. Lightning flickered in the pit of her stomach, and instinctively she rubbed her pussy against the abrasive bark.

Her only lover, whose possessive grip she had finally escaped three years ago, possessed no body hair aside from on his head. How would it feel to press against a masculine form so unlike any she had previously seen?

The tip of her tongue slid over her lips as her secret lover sluiced water over his rigid stomach. And then his fingers curled around his semi-aroused cock.

Carys stretched to the very edge of her branch, risking safety and the threat of discovery, but temptation was too great. She had seen naked men without number in her life, knew how insanely proud males were of their treasures, but she had never been impressed by that part of the human body before.

Not even her ex-lover’s. Especially not her ex-lover’s. And yet this man’s cock, this man who would murder her without compunction if he knew who she was, held fascination beyond reason.

HUMP-DAY HUNKS -- Gerard Butler and Clive Owen

Two classic hunks today -- why, you may ask?

Why not?

Actually, there is method to my madness. I'm helping my good friend Christina Phillips celebrate her Berkley Heat release, Forbidden. She and I have clashed for years over who is hotter, Gerry or Clive. Hmm, Scottish accent or English accent? It's a tough one for sure. So leave a comment and cast your vote. Me? I gotta go with Gerry :).

Once you've decided, visit me at Christina's blog where I'm talking about my favorite story of forbidden love. Leave a comment there and you might win downloads of two of my backlist!