Rhea Regale

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The Romance Reviews Year-End Splash! Party

Happy November!  Don’t miss the fun going on at The Romance Reviews this month.  There are tons of prizes and awesome authors that’ll be hanging out and partying it up 🙂  One lucky winner will receive an e-book of Summer’s Wicked Cowboys during the month.  Keep an eye out.

Oh, are you looking for that hint for the hangman game?  Ah, I see.  Very well.  Here’s a brand new excerpt from Summer’s Wicked Cowboys, due out November 6th.  Don’t forget to pick up your copy at the special discounted price through November 13th!

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Excerpt:

“I hope your family doesn’t feel the need to leave ‘cause I stopped by,” Summer said. Carter snickered and shook his head.

“Honey, the last reason they’d leave is because of you. The first reason they’d leave is because they can’t control their dicks.”

Summer’s eyes widened. She quickly put the bottle to her mouth and took a deep drink when Carter turned back to her.

“Brother, I’m headin’ out, too. No beatin’ down fences, got it?” Landon said. He pointed to Summer. “You take care of him, hear?”

He waved and hustled out the front door behind the trio. Carter turned his hand over and looked at his raw knuckles. Summer nodded. “So that’s what happened?”

“Something like that,” Carter admitted. Summer placed her bottle on the table and scuffed her boot on the floor. “I’m curious to know if you’re here for me.”

“I’m not sure yet.” Say no. Tell him you’re here for Braden. What a lie that would be. “Why’d you beat the fence?”

“Many reasons. Many you may not understand.”

Summer clenched her teeth as a stab of hurt and anger shot through her. She lifted her chin, straightened her shoulders, and jammed her fists deep into her coat pocket. Carter arched a brow, a hint of humor flashing in his eyes.

“Carter Ryder, I’m not gonna stand for bein’ left in the dark ‘cause you don’t think I’d understand. Get it out, and get it all out now, if you have any hope of redemption.”

Carter’s arms dropped. He stepped into her. “Redemption?” She stepped back. He advanced again. “Is there a chance I might be able to redeem myself in your eyes?”

“I–I didn’t say that.”

“No?” He caught her around the waist and eased her against him. God, why did she go to him without a fight? His rich chuckle left her knees weak. “I’m pretty sure that’s what you said.”

His fingers brushed up under her shirt against the bare flesh of her lower back. A spark caught fire, that liquid flame filling her womb and hot juice seeping from her cunt. She struggled to get her hands free of her coat pockets, her heavy breasts pressing firmly against his hard chest.

“Maybe you heard wrong,” Summer said.

Carter caught her off guard when he claimed her in a kiss that slashed every reasonable thought from her mind. A long-suppressed hunger rushed her. She grew pliant in his arms, following the lead of his skilled tongue, indulging in a taste she had craved all these years.

When he tipped his head down and broke away from her mouth, she practically whimpered.

“Did I, Summer?” he whispered, his moist lips kissing a trail to her ear. “Hear wrong?”

“Maybe not,” she admitted, finally freeing her hands from her pockets. Paths of warmth and weakness flowed through her limbs.

“Good, angel, because all I want to do is take you in my arms and love you more than ever before,” Carter whispered against her ear, sending chills spiraling through her bones. She gripped his shoulders, hard-packed muscles she wanted to slide her hands down. The airy kiss of his warm breath made her tremble. “There was more to that night.”

Sneak peek at Summer’s Wicked Cowboys, Casanova Cowboys 3

It’s almost release day for Summer and her wicked cowboys 🙂

If you haven’t stopped over at Siren Publishing yet, here’s a sneak peek from the third Casanova Cowboys novel.  Want something a little more spicy?  Hot?  Down right sexy?  Check it out at www.bookstrand.com/summers-wicked-cowboys. 

Oh, and don’t forget to stop back tomorrow for a brand new excerpt, a special little glimpse into the life of Ryder’s most controversial member 🙂

xoxo

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Excerpt

“Seems you know how to hold yourself around horses,” Braden said, dully noting that this particular mare was a skittish three-year-old who didn’t like anyone besides him. The man finished speaking, pat the mare’s neck, and turned.

Braden stared for a long moment. Oh shit. He knew the color of those shadowed eyes that stared at him in what appeared to be the same degree of shock that stole the breath from his lungs. Only when his coffee mug smacked into the dirt at his feet, the liquid splattering in every direction, did he grab hold of his bearings long enough to observe the man who was awfully familiar and yet a total stranger in the same instant.

Carter tugged off his cap and ruffled his dark hair, the wavy strands barely long enough to brush against his forehead. The overhead lighting highlighted a deep scar that etched along the man’s right cheek and upper lip. His eyes, when he finally looked up at him again, held a haunting mist along their bright blues.

Braden’s stomach knotted. His heart did a strange flip inside his chest. At one time, he would have delighted in the feel of his legs weakening and his cock swelling. Right now, he hated it.

Carter had no fucking business showing up in Ryder like this after what he did. None!

“Well, now everythin’ makes sense,” Braden groused. He reached down and grabbed his mug, ignoring the dirt clinging to the sides. “I’ll be back to check on the horses, since it’s obvious you know your way around here better than me.”

Braden spun on a heel and stormed down the aisle. He barely made it ten feet when Carter grabbed his shoulder and brought him up short.

“Hey,” Carter said. Braden whipped around and away from the man who looked so different, yet so much the same, as he had five years ago. There was a powerful air surrounding Carter, something dark pulsing along his being. It left Braden half breathless, half cautious. He had grown in delicious muscle, each fine cut and curve evident, despite the tattoo and cotton shirt. Thigh muscles strained against dark-blue jeans. His face held telltale wounds that gave him a mysterious, almost sharp, appearance.

Gone was the once carefree, jubilant rebel Ryder. A new man stood in Carter’s body, one that held more secrets, darker secrets, than Braden could begin to decipher. Not that he cared to do much deciphering after the bastard disappeared under suspicious circumstances without as much as a two minute explanation.

Carter rubbed the strong frame of his jaw, turning his face away enough to hide the scars.

Braden glanced down at the T-shirt, hugging Carter’s hard-muscled body. Go Army was printed in bold black block letters on a grey background. He narrowed his eyes, taking a moment to scour Carter’s bare arms. Light marks marred his tanned flesh, some new scars, some old. He got a better look at the tattoo of a gothic style cross nestled in a bed of black thorns and branches. A pair of dark-red hearts perched on the arms of the cross, Rosalin etched in beautiful calligraphy above the cross.

Carter glanced down at his arm and frowned. “Got it shortly after the accident.”

“Murder. She was murdered,” Braden muttered. Carter’s eyes shot up to him. Within a split second, the man he had fallen hard and fast for five years ago shut himself off. A mask of indifference slammed down over Carter’s face. His eyes became hollow, distant, and cold. “It might help if you acknowledge the facts.”

“You’re being a bit outspoken.”

“And I don’t have the right to speak out about that night? What the hell happened, Carter?” Braden growled, taking another step back to put more distance between them. “You bailed Ryder within an hour after your momma was killed and your father put a bullet from the same barrel into his own head. You ran the hell away from that, from all the people who gave a fuckin’ shit about you. You made the town gossip about your part in your parent’s death because of your actions.”

“There’s more to it than that, Bray. You’ve no idea what happened that night,” Carter said, his voice taking on a chilling edge. Braden snorted. He punched his fisted hand deep into his coat pocket to keep from punching Carter’s handsome face. This was not how he wanted to start his morning.

“Maybe you should let me in on the secret, you selfish prick. You weren’t the only one affected by the events that played out behind closed doors.” Braden shoved his dirty mug into Carter’s chest. The man tensed, not moving an inch. He lifted his chin. “What about me, Carter? What about Summer? You remember her? You loved her, didn’t you? You know what you did to her?”

Something cut across Carter’s face, but vanished behind ice as quickly as it appeared. Braden nodded once.

“Yeah, that woman had it hard for you and you fuckin’ left her like all the rest you flung aside once you had your fill.” Braden took one step closer to Carter and warned, “Stay away from her. You don’t deserve either of us.”

Braden spun around and stormed out of the barn, his blood lava hot with more than anger. Once in his truck, he slammed both hands down on the steering wheel and cussed.

Five fucking years have passed and that man could still set him on fire like he did when they were together.

God, why the hell did you send him back?

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Happy Wednesday

It’s that glorious midway point in the week, if the week is Monday through Friday for you. Not me, not ever. But it is a happy Wednesday!

Lexi’s Untamed Cowboys continues to go strong at Siren, currently resting at #3 on the Menage and Multiples Best Seller list. Having a gap between this release and my last release, this is so exciting!

In addition, Mandy’s Homebound Cowboys was accepted by Siren with a tentative release date in April. MHC is the second book in Casanova Cowboys. I love this story as much as I love Lexi’s story.  Stop back for more information!

Wild Mates, the last book in the Blood Moon Legacy series, will be coming out later this month! I can’t wait for Jordan’s story to be told. Anyone who has read BML 3 knows just how scarred Jordan was at the end of the book. The story of Jordan and Lilia was a challenging one to write, but I believe it relayed the extend of the damage Eva did while following both of them through rebuilding their lives. I’m looking forward to sharing this story with you. The edits are in, and hopefully I’ll have an excerpt soon 🙂

For those of you who aren’t part of Facebook, here is the cover for Wild Mates: Dark Moon Redemption (BML 4).

 

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Have a wonderful Peak of the Week day! I’m heading back to the books 🙂

xoxo

Release Day!

I have anticipated this day for a long time now. After taking time off to spend with the baby, I’m back in my writer’s chair, plugging away at one of the things I absolutely love to do: Write.

And today marks the reason why I love writing, and that’s to share my stories with you, my readers.

Lexi’s Untamed Cowboys, the first in the Casanova Cowboys series, is now available at Siren (http://www.bookstrand.com/lexis-untamed-cowboys), and at a 15% discount until February 4th.

I’ll be hard at work finishing up the edits for Jordan’s story (BML 4), and keeping my fingers crossed that CC 2 will be accepted by Siren. I’ve done light plotting for the rest of the CC series, but I’m currently working on a paranormal (yummy vampires) story to share with everyone. I’ll be keeping you apprised of progress in the undead department!

I hope you enjoy Lexi’s story with her sexy cowboys, Travis and Brent!

xoxo

Rhea

Excerpt from Lexi’s Untamed Cowboys, out January 28th!

I’m hard at work finishing up the last little details on CC 2 and hopefully will have it in this evening.  Yay!  The exciting news is that Lexi’s Untamed Cowboys, Casanova Cowboys 1 is due out January 28th from Siren (www.bookstrand.com/lexis-untamed-cowboys).  It is available for pre-order, and there’s a 15% discount from now until February 4th (don’t miss out!).  What better way to steam up pre-Valentine’s Day than with hot cowboys lovin’ a hot city gal in a hot menage romance?  Umm, I’ll take some of that snow over here!  Need something to keep the temperature down 🙂

I do not have a release date for Wild Hunts at this time, but will let you know as soon as I do.

And here, a brand new excerpt from Lexi’s Untamed Cowboys!

xoxo

Rhea

Lexi’s Untamed Cowboys

(Explicit)

She lowered her gaze from Brent, trying to figure out the best way

to word her next nagging thought. “Um, how did you and Travis…”

“Ah, that.” Brent chuckled, a deep, husky sound that rippled

through her body and strummed her aroused core.

“Travis was under the impression I struck something in you last

night, but if you two are…well, you know—”

He pressed a finger to her lips, quieting her with a soft “shh.”

“You caught his attention when he picked you up off the side of

the road. First time I heard him piqued since we started our

relationship.” His hand smoothed back her bangs and cupped the back

of her head. Her heart stammered as he angled her face up to his.

“The moment I laid eyes on you, I could see why.”

“I would never have guessed that either of you held that type of

interest. You’re both so…masculine. You certainly have your pick of

women.”

“Doll, we’re as masculine as they come. Our relationship is not a

typical one. Nor is it a public matter. Miss Bess may have a suspicion,

but we try to be caught with a woman in town every now and again.

Most women are after Travis’s name and money. Me? I’m a bit jaded

when it comes to the fairer sex.”

Lexi’s hopes suddenly fell flat. “Oh. Is it about that time again?

I’d make an easy fling, being that I’ll be leaving when my car’s

fixed.”

Brent’s eyes narrowed on her. His face hovered a few inches over

hers, those kissable lips of his drawn taut. “Now what would make

you think you’d be a fling? I wouldn’t indulge in stories, and certainly

not my private life, if I wanted a fling.”

“The timing of the comment had me wondering.” She tamped

down the foolishness that rose heat in her face.

“If I were to kiss you, would the timing be off?” The hand resting

against her lower back slid to her ass and cupped one of her cheeks.

“Because I’ve been wantin’ to taste that mouth of yours since dinner

last night.”

A split second passed before she felt the heat of Brent’s lips brush

against hers. The tease of a kiss tugged every cord in her body tight as

wire, vibrating in her womb. She slung her arms around his neck,

pressed her body flush to his, and opened her mouth to his kiss.

Brent explored her mouth with slow, lazy sweeps of his tongue.

He kissed away the soft moan that rolled up her throat, filling her with

the masculine, hot taste of him. She drank in the subtle flavor of

sweetness as the strength in his kiss consumed her mind.

Her body reacted like a set of fireworks lit in concession with

each other. She arched into him, pressing her heavy breasts against

the hard planes of his chest. The whisper of friction against her

nipples sent a spray of tingles straight to her clit. Moisture filled her

pussy, the warm itch spreading from her labia to her lower gut.

Pressing up on her toes, she tilted her hips, seeking a semblance of

relief in his cock bulge.

The skirt around her thighs bunched. Brent’s rough, callused palm

slid against her skin, a deep, rumbling groan escaping him to resonate

in her chest. His hand was strong, masculine, the hand of a capable

man. The unsteady release of his breath gave away his tenuous

control, his fingers splaying along her thigh, drawing closer to the

hem of her panties.

(www.bookstrand.com/lexis-untamed-cowboys)

 

Back in Action

Hi everyone!
First let me start by saying Merry Christmas, as today is Christmas Eve Day! And Happy Holidays to everyone!

I know it’s been almost a year since I last posted.  I sincerely apologize for my absence.  Things this past year have been hectic, to say in the least.  The baby’s growing, and she is a terror.  I love her to death!  She is the complete opposite of how my son was as a baby.  This one gets into everything! Lol!  No exaggeration there.  My time comes during naps and late nights.  I’ve also taken on the exciting goal of obtaining a degree at the same time my husband is working toward his own degree.  So, it’s definitely been crazy.

The past four months have been relaxing, if one could call cramming everything possible into four months before core classes begin “relaxing”.  I have a game plan that I’ve been working out this past year in hopes of continuing the Casanova Cowboys series while studying.  It’s going to be a challenge, but I’m determined to continue to get a book out a month with Siren.  I’m already into book two, and have a couple more semi-plotted out.  I’m definitely not a plotter, but cracked down and plotted to make the most of the little time I’ll have over the next 16 months (that’s how long it’ll take to finish school).

Lexi’s Untamed Cowboys, Casanova Cowboys

Ahh, I’m changing tunes here.  Everyone familiar with the BML series knows that dark and grit is pretty common in my romances.  Well, with this new CC series (not Canadian Club 🙂 ), you’ll notice a lighter tone.  Yes, there’s danger and conflict and a dash of dark grit, but nothing like in BML. This series didn’t call for that.  Instead, I’m finding myself craving chicken and dumplings, or scones.  Maybe some fresh peaches off Miss Bess’s trees and a nice trail ride on one of Travis’s horses. I can’t wait to share an excerpt with everyone.  I should have one in the next month or so for ya!

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Wild Mates, Dark Moon Redemption, BML 4

Many of you may have heard that I’ve written the fourth, and final, book of the Blood Moon Legacy series.  Jordan’s story has been told, and yes, it was a dark book to write.  I wanted to make sure his internal battles were drawn out for the maximum effect, as he wished them to be known.  He’s fighting his “beast”, the monster inside him, and it is as much a part of him as his good wolf spirit.  He was tortured, and even though it was only a short time, Eva did damage not even Jordan’s mate could have foreseen. 

But even through the darkness, there is a HEA, and I’m certain you will be pleased with the outcome 🙂  I may have a spin-off series in the making–this I’m not sure of yet, but it’s a possibility for the future.

As soon as I have a cover for Wild Mates, I’ll be posting it.

Future ideas.

I think many people can relate to this. I was two chapters away from completing my vampire novel that I had planned to submit prior to CC, and when I tried pulling up the file, it was gone.  Completely and utterly gone.  172 pages of work disappeared, leaving me on the verge of a severe panic attack.  After that incident, it took a week to get back on track and focus on the CC series, laying my vampires to rest in their coffins until I could muster up the desire to face that story again.  I have salvaged 70 pages that, thankfully, I printed before the file vanished.  I plan on finishing this story, again, within the next couple months.  That may be the next project after CC 2 is complete.

In addition to the CC series, I’m toying with an idea for a dragon shifter series.  I would LOVE to hear some opinions about this!  I also hope to plot out a short wintry romance series for 2014.  Thinking about heating up a ski lodge in Colorado.  How about melting some snow?   

My plan is to have the last CC book come out in December of 2013 (yes, I know exactly what the story will be and how it’s going to be written, but can’t do it until I’m through with the rest of the series 🙂 ).  At this time, I don’t foresee any spin-offs.  I hope you all enjoy this new series!

To everyone during this holiday season:  May you all have a happy, healthy, wish-granting, loving Christmas!  Don’t eat too many cookies.  I’ve already suffered my belly-ache for the season 😉

xoxo

Rhea