Flotsam & Jetsam

What set Ellie off anyway? A thought intruded. No, couldn’t be. He checked her profile. Nah. But his mouth formed a hopeful smile, and he leaned back, humming his favorite tune. Flotsam & Jetsam

The dashing Frenchman or the handsome handyman? Who will she choose? For the Love of a Spy

Monday, December 31, 2012


How did I miss this? A FIVE-STAR review for Triptych from Rochelle Weber at Amazon. Here’s a quote:
“I simply have to say that M. S. Spencer is brilliant. I don't think I could write a book with so much intrigue and suspense…don't miss it. It's a keeper!”  Thank you, Rochelle!
Read the rest of the review here: http://www.amazon.com/Triptych-M-S-Spencer/dp/1618851454/

Monday, December 24, 2012

Next Big Thing Blogs This Week

Okay all, this week on the Next Big Thing Blog Hop you get to meet five more fabulous authors and hear all about their upcoming projects. On December 24 hop to:
Zoe Dawson: www.zoedawsonauthor.blogspot.com
On December 27: Beth Caudill at http://BethCaudill.net/blog
And on December 28 Donna Shields: http://www.donna-realworldwriting.blogspot.com

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Happy Birthday Amber Kallyn

Welcome to Amber Kallyn’s Birthday Bash. We’ve got some great giveaways for you to win!

Amber says: "I love the holidays, but not necessarily having my birthday fall smack dab in the middle of them, LOL. But this year, I’d like to do something special for my readers. Over 25 authors and bloggers have come together to celebrate my 24th birthday (I won’t mention how many years I’ve turned 24 again)."

We have some wonderful prizes, and all you have to do is leave a comment at the participating blogs to win. Easy.

And don’t forget, Bloodstorm (Heart of a Vampire, Book 1) is currently free right now for an early present.

Grand Prize

One commenter will win their choice of a NOOK Simple Touch™ with GlowLight or a Kindle Paperwhite (Up to $140 value)

Ebooks from the following Authors
Paloma Beck (Coming Home, Contemporary romance)
Jami Grey (Shadow’s Edge and Shadow’s Soul, Urban fantasy)
Zrinka Jelic (Paranormal romance)
Christine Fairchild (An Eye For Danger, romantic suspense)
Marian Lanouette (If I Fail, Mystery)
Sylvia Hubbard (5 Ebooks)
Kenra Daniels (Safe Heart and Kassern, Paranormal romance)

A $40 Gift card to either Amazon or Barnes and Noble.

My Prize
I'm giving away a beautiful mouse pad or key chain--your choice--to one lucky reader. Plus, there will be giveaways at some of the other blogs.

How to win
The contest is open from Dec 19th to Saturday the 22nd. Hop to all the blogs. The winner will be chosen from the commenters on all participating blogs. Leave a comment at each blog for additional entries to win. It's that simple! Winner will be drawn on Sunday the 23rd.
Enjoy meeting new authors and book bloggers, and good luck on winning the Birthday Bash Prizes. Here are the participating authors and their links:
M. S. Spencer (that's me) plus~
Cynthia Arsuaga
Gemma Murray
Keira Kohl
Kenra Daniels
Lynn Chantale
Elise Vancise
Mona Karel
Lynda Kaye Frazier
Sylvia Hubbard
Marian Lanouette
Jami Gray
KE Saxon
Harlie’s Book Blog
Dianne Venetta
Christina Ricci
Cassandra Carr
Deb Sanders
Shauna S. Roberts
Danita Minnis
Kelly Whitley
Sarah Grimm
Zrinka Jelic
Sherry Gloag
Christine Fairchild
Paloma Beck

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Happy Birthday Amber Kallyn!

The luscious writer Amber Kallyn, author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy, is celebrating her birthday December 19. Visit her here and at lots of other sites for a chance to win a Kindle or Nook. One lucky visitor to my site will also win a beautiful keychain suitable for framing—or using. Read all about Amber’s great books, including her Heart of a Vampire series,  and wish her a very happy birthday!

Monday, December 17, 2012

The Next Big Thing(s) Right Here & Beyond!

I’d like to thank Erin O’Quinn for inviting me to join this blog hop and giving me cover for droning on and on about my latest WIPs. The origins of the hop seemed to be lost in the mists of time (along with the true nature of Richard III and who ate the first oyster), but it’s already given hundreds of authors a chance to talk about their babies. I've tagged five wonderful authors to follow me next week: Zoe Dawson, J. A. Garland, Donna Shields, Lila Hart, and Beth Caudill. Be sure to check their sites (links below).

I have three WIPs in various stages of editing. Lapses of Memory, slated for release May 2013, is
a story within a story of a couple who meet every few years on a plane. Journalists, they become embroiled in all kinds of international crises, from the Iranian revolution to the Lebanese Civil war. Along the way they get to fly in the latest aircraft as it goes on-line.  The story is intertwined with the contemporary romantic troubles of the heroine’s daughter, who must choose between a reserved American and a mercurial Frenchman.

I’m in early edits of The Mark of Love and Death: Murder at the Masonic Memorial (an Old Town romance). Her first day as docent in the George Washington Masonic Memorial, Philippa Wilding finds a distinctly non-Masonic item: a dead body. As she deals with a smitten police detective, a handsome George Washington expert, faceless black ops agents, and two ruthless mothers, she learns more than she ever expected to about jewels and pennies, irregular Masonic lodges, and George Washington’s family secrets.

The book I'd like to talk about today is Mai Tais & Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine. A full-length novel of romantic suspense, it is set to be released by Secret Cravings Publishing in January, 2013. Here's the blurb:

When Tessa Diamond rescued a baby pufferfish from a hungry gull, her good deed led her into a shady world of smuggling, Russian gangsters, and coded messages, confronting murder, attempted ravishment, parrots, sea turtles and big fish, only to encounter blossoming romances at every turn, including one of her own.
She is drawn to Cameron Mason, tiger-eyed and handsome, but before she can drop her longstanding opposition to marriage and accept her true love, she must face the possibility that he could be a thief, and even a murderer. 


What is the working title of your current/next book?
Mai Tais and Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine (a Sarasota Romance).

Where did you get the idea for that book?
I spend a lot of time at Mote Marine, an internationally renowned marine science laboratory, when I’m in Florida—it seemed a perfect place for a murder. And no, the dolphin didn’t do it.

What's the genre of the book?
Romantic suspense/Murder Mystery

If you could pick actors to play the lead characters in your story, who would you pick?
The heroine Tessa Diamond—Long black, silky hair, jet black eyes, Gypsy features, long neck, long, long legs: how about Penelope Cruz?

The hero Cameron Mason—Golden brown wavy hair, swimmer’s build, hair on his chest, tawny eyes: Hugh Jackman, Chris Pine, James Marsden, Josh Duhamel, or Paul Walker?

Dugan Trevally (one of the villains)—reddish hair, bright blue eyes, wiry: Simon Pegg is perfect.

How would you describe your book in one sentence (10 words or less)? Boy meets girl, crisis, crisis, crisis, boy gets girl.

How will your book be published, submitted through the traditional route to a traditional publisher or will you be handling it yourself through Indie Publishing methods? Mai Tais & Mayhem will be published by a traditional e-book publisher.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of this book? About three months. But the first draft for me is really a glorified outline—usually runs about 30,000 words. I lay it out, then go back two to three times to fill in the meat of the story, build the characters up, and track the consistency of the plot.

What other books within your genre are similar to yours?
All five of my previous books—Lost in His Arms, Lost and Found, Losers Keepers, Triptych, and Artful Dodging—are romantic suspense. I’ve begun adding a dollop of murder mystery lately, with a bit more complicated plots.

Who or what inspired you to write this book?
I have a house on a barrier island near Sarasota and Mote Marine Labs and love the area. Mote Marine does a bang-up job in all kinds of oceanic research. That, and long white sand beaches, gorgeous weather, flora, fauna, food—I had to write about it!

What about your book will pique the reader's interest?
A reader will find quite a bit about sea life, about exotic birds, and even caviar to entice him or her. I think the twists and turns of plot, intrigue and romantic ups and downs should keep the reader glued to the book.

Next week please join the following authors at their sites, and continue the tradition.
12/ 24: Zoe Dawson at www.zoedawsonauthor.blogspot.com
12/24: Lila Hart at http://lilaharterotica.blogspot.com/
12/24: J. A. Garland at http://www.jagarland.blogspot.com/
12/27: Beth Caudill at http://BethCaudill.net/blog
12/ 28: Donna Shields on her blog http://www.donna-realworldwriting.blogspot.com/

Monday, December 10, 2012

Fabulous Cover for Mai Tais and Mayhem

Note to your left the beautiful cover that Dawne Dominique made for my January release Mai Tais and Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine. Note the turtle heading out to sea!

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Welcome to the Hot Winter Nights Blog Hop!

Once you’ve cooled off after reading the R-rated excerpts below, click on the hunky fellow in the right side bar to hop to home base, or click on any of the participating authors in the list in the right sidebar just below Mr. Hot.  We will be giving away a grand prize worth over $100 in value, which includes 11 eBooks and $60 in Gift Certificates:
$50 Amazon Gift Card
$10 Bookstrand Bucks
eBook prize package
In addition, one lucky commenter on this post will win a beautiful key chain, suitable for the key to some special place! Just be sure to include your email address in the comment.

Now let’s have at it:

What’s the best thing to do on a cold winter night? Make hot, hot love with a warm body, right? Here’s a collection of short, hot shots of winter love from three of my books, Losers Keepers, Triptych, and Artful Dodging.  These excerpts are all R rated. For more information on each of the books, click on the covers in the left sidebar.
Losers Keepers: Sex Under the Stars

An hour later, Jack paid and they walked arm in arm out to her car. Both Dagne’s stomach and heart were replete. Night had fallen. “The traffic should have cleared by now. Why don’t I give you a ride back to…I’ve forgotten where you’re staying?”
“It’s a B and B in New Church. Not far. Thanks.” They got in. As Dagne searched for her keys, Jack’s arm settled on her shoulder. She backed out of the parking lot and headed down the dirt road. His hand rubbed her neck gently. She pressed back. It felt so good. She didn’t even mind when his other hand began to wander down toward her breast but thought it prudent to suppress the urge to help him. His breath came huskily in her ear. “Dagne, I want you. Now.”
“Jack, we’re in a car!”
“On a deserted road. Out in the wilderness.”
“It’s a farm. Somebody’s farm.”
“Yeah, I know. Perfect. Pull over.”
Anticipation clouded her judgment. She could feel different parts of her body begin to tingle—whether at the secret thrill of the exotic location or the nearness of him, she couldn’t tell. He pulled her out of the car, opened the back door and pushed her onto the back seat. His hot breath seared her belly where he’d pulled up her sweatshirt. A tongue tickled her navel, then licked upwards till it reached her bra. His hand moved on her back and an instant later, she felt the sweet release of her breasts from the underwire. They weren’t free for long. His mouth fastened on her nipple and began to suckle. Dagne writhed in ecstasy. “Jack, no. You are too bad. No, don’t.”
For answer, he moved to the other nipple. When he lifted her skirt something cold and hard ground into her. The seat belt buckle gouged her naked thighs. Fortunately fingers distracted her from the pain as they pulled her silk panties aside—“Mmmm, silk. You know what that does to me, Dagne”—and pressed inside her. A second later, they were replaced by a mouth that began to massage her labia, blowing softly on the engorged lips. She felt his tongue dart inside, licking and sucking, setting the tender flesh on fire. Her orgasm crackled upward and sucked all the oxygen out of the tiny space.
“Jack…Jack…oh my God…Jack.” She fell to earth. As she lay panting she heard the sound of a zipper. Where his fingers had roamed there infiltrated a most welcome, rough, hard cock that beat up her thigh and entered her. It moved in and out, hardening with each thrust, faster and faster. She fell into the rhythm and they rocked, the car rocking in tandem with their motion.
Jack’s voice came urgently, muffled in her hair. “Dagne, come with me, come with me.”
“I will.” What else could she say? She rose to meet him and in a great whoosh they met and melded into one perfect creature, undivided. He let his body gently settle on hers and they lay quietly. Just as Dagne began to drift off to sleep, a light hit her eyes and the sound of a truck engine broke the stillness. “Jack, Jack, get off me! Quick! It’s the tow truck!”
Jack scrambled to the side, pulling his jeans up. He let out an oath and she heard a sucking sound. “Damned zipper.” Meanwhile she pulled both her sweatshirt and her skirt down, scrambled out the door and dove for the front seat. Just in time for the driver to pull off the road behind the Subaru.
“You the one needing a tow, Lady?”

Triptych: After Dinner Treat

He kneeled before her, took her hands, and slowly lifted her as he rose. Gently he wrapped her face in his palms and brought his lips close, closer to her heart-shaped mouth. She stood, not wanting to move or breathe, waiting. He barely grazed her lips with his, and stepped back. “Thank you.”
She opened her eyes.  He stood quietly, his expression both ardent and patient. A little voice sang in her ear. “Go for it.”  She leaned forward, put her arms around his neck and drew him to her. Her lips smashed against his with all the pent-up desire she’d been pretending didn’t exist. He opened his mouth and parted her teeth, his tongue probing, licking, teasing. Their bodies touched and pressed against each other and they hung on, swaying. Miranda felt wave on wave of an intense emotion that had to be passion pass through her. The tide did not ebb.
With sudden determination he lifted her and carried her to the bed. “Miranda, I’ve wanted this since I first saw you. Tell me you felt the same.”
Oh, God yes. “No. No, Luc, we can’t. No.”
He stopped unbuttoning her blouse. “Why not? Tell me.” His voice came thickly.
“Because…oh, Luc, it’s not right. I don’t know. I don’t tr—” He stopped the words with another kiss. This time it went deeper still, the streams of desire spreading through her lymph nodes. Her hands and feet tingled and her vulva melted. She let him take off the blouse. Her nipples peeped above the blue lace bra. With his tongue he nudged them out of hiding and fastened on one. Miranda writhed with the pleasure of it, knowing she shouldn’t allow it. But Luc had left the nipple and was trailing kisses down her belly. Strong hands pulled the skirt down to reveal her blue silk bikini. Before she could say a word he tore them off. With his hands he spread the vaginal lips and began to lick the folds, sucking up her juices. “Oh, my God, Luc, no.”
He stopped. “No?”
“I…uh…” She looked him full in the face. His black eyes flashed, his tousled hair fell across his brow. Her body let go.
Somehow he knew she had given in. He unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop. She ripped open the rose-colored oxford shirt he’d been wearing and spattered kisses on his chest. He pushed her down on the bed and rose above her. “Miranda.” Then he plunged into her.
So this is what making love feels like. With Edward it had been only sex. This, this is love. She went to meet him. And they rested.
Miranda’s body felt like a feather bed, like a warm bath, like the eye of the storm. She didn’t think she’d ever been so relaxed or so sure the world was a wonderful place. She gazed at her lover. “Luc?”
He opened one eye.
“Yes, mon chou?”
A tiny click. She looked toward the door. “Oh my God, Luc, we left it open! Someone heard us.”

Artful Dodging: Christmas with Benefits
He sniffed the air. “Smells like snow. Come on, Milo.”
She followed him, stifling both the disappointment and her desire. He’s going to offer me a drink and send me home. And that’s okay. I’ll be fine. Oh, but look at that butt and those shoulders. Is he sexier in Armani or L.L. Bean?
He closed the door behind her, ran his arms around her middle, and kissed the back of her neck. The little hairs rose to meet him. Electricity shot through her like a high-tension power line. He touched the top of her head and slowly spun her around to face him. His eyes burned into hers, and her mouth went dry.
“Yes, Tristram?”
“Do you know where you are?”
“Um…your house?”
He grinned. “Just checking. You didn’t remember much about our last…encounter, and I want to make sure you are conscious during every single minute you spend here.”
Yeah, right. Forget the small talk and take me to bed, you big gorgeous lug.
Oh my God, I said that out loud! Shit.
It was too late to take back. He didn’t appear to be listening anyway. He dropped her coat on the floor and lifted her, taking the stairs two at a time. Translucent shafts of light from a recessed panel illuminated the California king that took up most of the room.
Tristram lit a tall, white candle on the bureau and touched her shoulder. “Milo? May I?”
One hand went to the buttons on her blouse, and he undid them carefully. Why did he have to be so polite? Why didn’t he just rip her clothes off like he did the last time? Not that I remember. She let the blouse fall, her breath coming in short gasps. He reached out and cupped one of her breasts, encased in delicate orchid lace. He pulled the lace down with his index finger, allowing the nipple to lift its hungry head. He flicked at it until it stood up hard and ready for something more substantial. Obligingly, he leaned down and licked it. Then he gently unhooked the bra and licked the other nipple. Milo didn’t think she could stand much more.
His hand moved to the button of her jeans. She tightened her abdomen as he unzipped them and let his hand reach in and cup the mound. She fought the urge to press against it but gave in when he started to knead. Her vulva inflamed, releasing the juices like slow-moving lava, soaking the thin material of her bikini.
He pulled the jeans off and knelt before her. His fingers wormed their way under the panties and tickled her yearning lips. Her mind emptied of everything but the aching in her vagina. He rolled the bit of lace off, tossed it in a corner, and began to suck. Slurping and swallowing, he twisted the sensitive flesh and sent his tongue to palpate her clitoris. Milo spread her legs wider, her pussy riding his mouth like a rodeo cowgirl. The candle flickered, shimmering on his desire-glazed eyes. She shouldn’t have looked at his face—it brought her to instant orgasm. She held a hand to her mouth to stop the scream. He pulled away from her, dribbling wet kisses down the inside of her thighs.
Then her lover moved lightning fast. He tore his clothes off, pushed her onto the bed, and moved up to close with her. His cock, hard and healthy, inserted itself into her. She folded her legs around his back and began the delectable climb to climax. He slid in and out, his penis scratching the itch inside her vagina. There. Almost there. Almost…arggggh.
He collapsed on top of her.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

I'm in the Hot Seat at Jan Graham's

Ouch! Hot! Hot! Hot! Join me Friday, November 16 on the Hot Seat at Jan Graham’s wonderful blog:http://jangraham.blogspot.com.au/2012/11/author-hot-seat-ms-spencer.html . She asks me some unusual questions, like what I’d do if I could only save one of three people (think Kobayashi Maru test). You’ll also get a romantic excerpt from my latest release, Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders. Enjoy!

Friday, November 9, 2012

What To Look For in a Great Publisher

Join me at Jennifer Simpkins blog on Monday, November 12: http://www.jennifersimpkins.net/1/post/2012/11/secrets-of-a-great-publisher-by-m-s-spencer.html and read all about what to look for in a great ebook publisher. I use the example of my own publisher to prove the points. Comments welcome!

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Is that a real torpedo or are you just glad to see me?

Want to learn more about the cobblestoned colonial city of Old Town Alexandria? Come visit me at Cindy Carroll’s blog Life Write Now October 24. You’ll be treated to some interesting tidbits about the town and an excerpt from my murder mystery/romantic suspense novel Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders (an Old Town Romance). See it here: http://www.cindycarroll.com/blog/2012/10/24/artful-dodging-the-torpedo-factory-murders

Tuesday, October 9, 2012


Hear me squeal! Secret Cravings just accepted my latest romantic suspense/action/adventure novel. Tentative release date May 2013. Lapses of Memory is a story within a story of a couple who meet every few years on a plane. Journalists, they become embroiled in all kinds of international crises, from the Iranian revolution to the Lebanese Civil war. Along the way they get to fly in the latest aircraft as it goes on-line.  The story is intertwined with the contemporary romantic troubles of the heroine’s daughter, who must choose between a reserved American and a mercurial Frenchman.  It's lots of fun and has a great surprise ending (no peeking). 

Monday, October 1, 2012

Passionate Cooking For Free

It's out! It's out! Head on over to All Romance E Books and order the cookbook Passionate Cooks from

It’s FREE and full of wonderful romantic recipes, including mine: Fresh Fig, Caperberry and Fried Cheese Salad. While there you can also check out my latest release, Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders, from Secret Cravings.

Friday, September 28, 2012

I'm at Roses of Prose Today

Condoned Insanity—aka social media addiction. Come by the wonderful Roses of Prose website today and what happens to those who can’t separate themselves from a computer screen long enough to avoid disaster. The commenter with the best story about a similar incident will win a pdf of either Losers Keepers or Triptych, two of my romantic suspense novels. 

Friday, September 7, 2012

The sultry Tina Donahue is my guest today at Tale Spinner. She’s popping in to tell us about her latest hot hot hot romance Claiming Magique. Enjoy and be sure to leave a comment (WITH your email address) to enter her fabulous contest. See the details below.
Welcome Tina

DAY TWELVE - ‘CLAIMING MAGIQUE’ BLOG TOURIt’s been quite a Virtual Book Tour thus far - so many wonderful visitors and comments. I’m thrilled and I can’t say thank you enough. 
Claiming Magique , Book One in my Appointment with Pleasure series for Ellora’s Cave is hotter than any romance I’ve written to date. Hunt is the perfect Alpha hero, while Magique is a woman he cannot resist. 
Here’s the cover, blurb and a brief excerpt to give you an idea of the plot.
I’m also offering a contest – the tour winner will have her choice of THREE of my backlist ebooks. So, read on!! And leave comments at each of my stops (check my blog daily for details: http://www.tinadonahue.com/ for your chance to win! The more comments, the better your chances.

Claiming Magique
Book One – Appointment with Pleasure series
Tina Donahue

A man at the center of power…a woman who won’t be ruled…
They call her Magique.

Sought out by the District’s elite, she’s no ordinary call girl, deciding who will pleasure her for the evening. Her preference is for several men at once. Games of bondage and submission heighten her arousal and desire to have a strong male take her…to be adored.
Lobbyist Hunter Prescott was only looking for a good time, not a woman who unleashes a hunger so deep it changes his world. He won’t stop until Magique is his alone, a prisoner of his lust, powerless against his growing need for her body and heart.
With this man, resistance isn’t allowed. For this woman, he’ll create a world of sensual delight and yearning like none she’s known. Proving that only with trust and true surrender will she find unparalleled rapture.

Stepping back, she placed the empty tray on a side table, then lowered her other strap over her shoulder, baring it slowly. A millimeter at a time.
Hunt forgot to swallow his booze. His skin tingled.
When she seemed certain of everyone’s full attention, she turned away from them. “I need help with my zipper.”
Hunt handed his drink to David who took it instinctively, then grumbled, “Hey.”
Not bothering to comment, Hunt reached Magique before Tim could. To his delight, she leaned into him, her back against his chest. The top of her head came to his chin. Her scent wafted up, making him dizzy.
Tim edged closer, standing to the right. David joined them, standing to the left.
Hunt ignored them both. All that mattered was Magique, getting her out of the dress, exploring her body, imprisoning her softness beneath him.
Gathering her hair in his hand, he brought it to his face and inhaled deeply. God. It smelled as good as the rest of her. Fresh, delicate, womanly. He relished the scent, taking his time.
Tim mumbled something beneath his breath.
Magique paid him no heed. Lifting her arms, she held them above her head as a dancer would.
Not expecting that, Hunt debated whether to cup her breasts and decided against it—for the time being. Once they were in bed, all bets were off. For now, he intended to make her wait for his carnal attention just as she expected him to be patient for hers. She’d said she needed help with her zipper, so where the hell was it? On a guess, he ran his fingers down the right seam of her dress, straying off course only once to stroke the gentle swell of her tummy.
She released her weight into him, then wiggled her ass against his erection. As a test or a tease?
Didn’t much matter. He’d survive this game and come out on top, literally. Fighting a smile, he next concentrated on the left seam, locating the fastener. Little by little, he eased it down, stopping at the curve of her hip, resting his hand on it to see what she’d do.
With her right arm lowered, she turned her face to his as she had in his fantasy.
A bit closer and their mouths would touch, and then they’d be necking like horny teens. Or she’d be doing that with Tim and David after telling him to leave because he’d assumed too much, making his next move before she decided to allow it.
Steeling himself, Hunt continued to keep his distance, making her want their coming pleasure as much as he did.
She smiled, all sassy and confident as though she’d won their unspoken challenge. “Thank you,” she purred, then looked away, her hair falling across her face, hiding it.
Hunt made a noise of acknowledgment, struggling against an impulse to bring her to one of the chairs, haul her on his lap and direct her to take his cock inside her damp cunt. He sensed she would have enjoyed that, having seen her desire in the flush of her cheeks, the longing in her expression. So what now? It seemed she was waiting for him to be a good boy and move back. No way until he was ready.
He regarded the sides of her dress. They’d fallen away from her body, the deepening V exposing a lot of skin.
Heat rushed to his face and chest. He didn’t see the lacy edge of a bra or a thong. Was she nude beneath the garment?
Eager to know, he stepped back.
With a gentle twist of her shoulders and torso, the sheath slipped down, whispering over her hips and thighs, dropping to her feet.

Buy link:http://www.jasminejade.com/p-10319-claiming-magique.aspx


Tina Donahue
“Heat with Heart”


Website: http://www.tinadonahue.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/tinadonahue
Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/authortina/my-books/

*** CONTEST ***

To celebrate the release of Claiming Magique , I’m offering a contest. One lucky commenter during this blog tour will have her choice of THREE of my following ebooks**:

1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT
2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit
3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award
4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT
5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT
6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller
7. Take Me Away - #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books
8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR
9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR

** Winner chosen at random. Winner chosen September 13.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Friday Foodie: Meet Rose & Her Favorite Maine Dish

Aithne Jarretta has a new theme —this Friday, August 24, she features me and a delicious recipe from one of my books. Read about Rose Culloden, heroine of my romantic suspense Lost and Found, and the dish that—if only for a short while—took her mind off both her lost husband and the man she can’t help but love. Here’s the link: http://aithne-jarretta.blogspot.com/2012/08/friday-foodie-m-s-spencer-awesome.html. Hint: it’s Maine’s signature dish!

Saturday, August 18, 2012

And A Little Child Shall Lead Her: Blogging at Beyond Romance Today

I’m at Lisabet Sarai’s wonderful site Beyond Romance today, Saturday, August 18, where I blab for just a little too long about my adventurous life. The real point of the blog, however, is a trenchant and effective comment my son made. This is a tale about how he set me on the straight and narrow path to doing what I love most—writing. I think it’s called “tough love.” Look for his compelling tale of heroism here:


Saturday, August 11, 2012

Interviewed in Fuzzy Slippers Today

Come find me at Romancing the Book today, where you’ll hear about my tiara, my fuzzy slippers, and my “muses.” Oh, and read an excerpt from my latest romantic suspense mystery Artful Dodging. The comment with the most intriguing idea of a place to find a dead body will win a shiny new pdf of one of the four romances on my backlist.


Friday, August 3, 2012

Returning to the scene of the crime…unwillingly. Have you ever lived in a house where a murder had been committed? You might want to check out my blog celebrating Barbara Hightower’s second blogoversary today and add your two cents’ worth. She’ll be hosting several authors in the celebration. I'm scheduled for 12:30 pm. http://www.babsbook bistro.net/ blog

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

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Friday, July 27, 2012

Welcome to the Hero Blog

My Heroes, Love ‘Em or Leave ‘Em

I have published five romantic suspense mystery novels. Being romances, they each have the requisite hero and heroine, challenge, and happy ending. You might think that would make the characters cookie-cutter cardboard creatures, but you would be wrong. Let’s visit them.
 These are my heroes: Michael, James, Jack, Luc, Tristram and Cameron. Aside from a growing preference for more interesting names (although Michael remains my all-time favorite name and you’ll always find someone named Michael in every book), they are a motley crew.
Michael Keller (Lost in His Arms) is a CIA operative, wedded to his job, mysterious, reticent, a jack of all trades. He appears and disappears according to his schedule. He loves Chloe, but his duty comes first. He’s the epitome of the strong, silent type, unflappable in the face of danger and women.
Gruff and manly, James Stewart (Lost and Found) is also reticent. However, he’s not a loner like Michael, but a strong family man, a country man, who knows the importance of loyalty and backup. He is patient, looking at the long-term, waiting for his heroine to figure out her life.
Jack Andrews (Losers Keepers)…now, Jack’s a bit of a detour. Almost an anti-hero, he’s rather childish, quick, talkative, clever, and sexy. He’s an “earn-while-you-learn” kind of guy, failing for most of his life, but persevering, heading ever closer to adulthood. Luckily, his heroine is the forgiving sort. Of course, that couldn’t have anything to do with the fabulous sex.
Luc (Triptych) is…well…French. Mysterious like Michael, yes, but the mystery arises rather from a sense of aristocratic privacy and reluctance to publicize family secrets than from the requirements of his job.  Unlike Michael or James, he’s impatient, quick to condemn and withdraw. He needs his family and that of his heroine’s to nudge him in the right direction.
In Tristram Brodie, hero of Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders, we have a hero who’s come into his own. He has a sense of humor and a resilience born of dealing with the many vicissitudes of life. He is mature enough to handle any of my crazy heroines, and Milo Everhart, artist with the full-blown artistic temperament, is the craziest.
There’s one more. Cameron Mason appears in my upcoming release Mai Tais & Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine, a Sarasota Romance. But maybe we’ll wait to see what you all think of him…
That said, all my heroes are, naturally, handsome, sexy, and strong, and in the end they support, protect, defend, and love their mates. 
Next month: my heroines. Now there’s a handful!

I hope everyone is enjoying the hero blog hop. It runs July 27 to July 31. Please be sure to leave your email with your comment. Winner (picked at random from the comments) will get a lovely engraved pen (that works!). You’re also automatically entered in the Grand Prize contest.

Once you’ve finished here, please hit the more than 100 other great authors on the Hero’s Blog! Click on any of the links here: 

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

We Have Winners!

At my two blog posts, I offered a copy of one of my books to readers with the most interesting comments. Laura Thomas won at Sheri Fredricks' site and Rick Bylina at Anne K. Albert's site. Check out the two posts:

Friday, July 20, 2012

A Sampling of My Oddest Jobs: Interviewed at Romance Lives Forever

Kayelle Allen interviews me at her lovely site Romance Lives Forever and asks the interesting question: what kind of jobs have you held before you became a superstar author (well, she didn’t exactly put it THAT way). Come find out a few of the weirder ones at

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

2 Count 'em 2 Fun Guest Posts--Still Time to Enter

Drop by Anne K. Albert's Muriel Reeves Mysteries blog to read all about my greatest fear (you know who you are). You'll find me at : 
Then take a gander at all five of my current books and their covers at Sheri Fredricks' site. Let me know which of the covers you like best. The commenter with the best reason will win an engraved (and working) pen. Be sure to leave your email on the comment. You can comment here:

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Romance Lives Forever

Find out who I'd like as a mentor in a wide-arranging interview with Kayelle Allen July 20 at her wonderful site Romance Lives Forever. Click on her button in the left sidebar here to check her site out: http://romancelivesforever.blogspot.com/

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Lolita & Chocolate--Interviewed at Joyfully Reviewed--

Joyfully Reviewed interviewed me July 13.  In it I reveal my first encounter with Lolita and who I’d pick to play the lead in Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders. Quick note: Mai Tais & Mayhem is now in production!

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Monday, July 9, 2012

And Now FIVE Stars for Artful Dodging

Read Erin O’Quinn’s scintillating review for Artful Dodging at my page on Goodreads. Here’s a sample: “Artful Dodging is a hot read--a mystery with a plausible, tantalizing romance that literally had me at “hello.”

Thursday, July 5, 2012

So much news!

First, You Gotta Read Reviews gave me FOUR AND A HALF STARS for Artful Dodging! Quote: “M.S. Spencer has written a good murder-suspense romance, Artful Dodging, driven not just by multiple corpses and bewildering clues, but by sparkling wit and earthy, believable love scenes.”

AND Secret Cravings accepted Mai Tais & Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine today. I'm so excited. Set on the Florida Gulf Coast, it follows the adventures of Tessa Diamond as she deals with new love, old love, murder, sea turtles, big fish, smugglers, parrots, pigs and the Russian mob, not necessarily in that order. Look for it soon!

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Lost Dogs & Wayward Puppies: at Catriana's Muse Today

Stop by Catriana’s Muse today to hear my thoughts on how to deal with those perfect little scenes that somehow don’t fit the plot line but you just love them and want to corkscrew them in somehow even though in your heart of hearts you know they’ll have to be excised eventually.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Artful Dodging--the Hook

Check out my log/ad/hook line for Artful Dodging at Lynn Crain's The Log Line Blog--coming out today, June 22 at


Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Lost in His Arms IN PRINT

In the spinning world of 1991, when nations are falling like flies and a CIA fixer has his hands full, can two people find love? Find out in Lost in His Arms, my first romantic suspense, which is NOW AVAILABLE IN PRINT through Amazon. 

Here’s the link for the Amazon Print:

Friday, June 1, 2012

Please Welcome Cherie Denis Today

Please welcome Cherie Denis, multipublished author in several genres. Her latest book, Bad Blood, is an erotic vampire novel.

Tell us about your writing career, Cherie.

I have been fascinated with erotica since I was a teenager. But I didn't start writing it until I was middle aged. I wrote my first nine full length novels by hand on legal pads and in case you'd care to know it takes nine legal pads to write an 80,000-word manuscript. Boy was I thrilled when I bought my first computer.
I belong to the Romance Writers of America and the local chapter in Nashville, the Music City Romance Writers which meets monthly for seminars and critique sessions. I have been writing for over ten years and have at least twenty completed erotic novellas and nine completed spicy contemporary novels.
In the past, I reviewed spicy/erotic novels on a monthly basis for an online science fiction romance newsletter. I also have proofread and critiqued vampire erotica for a published author.
The Music City Romance Writers hold an annual writer’s contest and I judge and critique the erotic entries.

What kind of genres do you write in? Any particular authors inspire you?

I read constantly and stay within my genre as often as is possible. However, lately I've been branching out with my writing and have done a vampire romance, a PG13 novella, and a murder mystery. I’m also working on a dragon tale and a Steampunk novel. I am also multi-published in the non-fiction genre.

I have many favorite authors including Linda Lael Miller, Susan Johnson and Tori Carrington. Their works and others have helped inspire my writing. When it comes to erotica, I have a vivid imagination and never have trouble thinking of subjects for my books.

Now, tell us a little something about you.

My husband and I have been married since he was a sophomore in college. We have two beautiful daughters, one gracious son-in-law and three delightful grandchildren.
My husband and I have lived in several states including California (me) North Dakota (him), Washington State, Wisconsin and now reside in Nashville, TN.  We both agree this is the best place we have ever lived and plan to live out the rest of our lives here.
I think I would be lost forever if I could not read or write. It's been in my blood since I received the full set of Cherry Ames Nurse for my ninth Christmas.

Where can our readers find you?

I love to hear from my readers and hope you will take the time to write to me on Facebook, or at my website authorcheriedenis.com

Cherie, can you tell us about your latest book, Bad Blood?

Bad Blood, by Cherie Denis
Paranormal erotic romance (vampire)
26,423 words; M/F; Heat level 4 flames
Published by Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Available May 31, 2012
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/bad-blood

Colin’s family secret is about to be discovered. He could lose everything important to him. How much longer can he keep this dreadful secret from his beautiful Clarissa? Clarissa wants a child, but Colin cannot bear the thought of the child being a vampire.
A broken man, Colin only takes as much blood as he dares from Clarissa.
One evening Clarissa admits she knows his secret and is willing to help him find a cure. When they least expect it, Clarissa finds a possible answer in a tiny, ancient book.
The solution is simple, but can they do it? Will the plan work? Or, will Clarissa spend her life alone? 


He ignored her pleading and used his tongue to fuck her. He slid his hands up her body and cupped her breasts. He ran his fingers softly over her nipples, working them into hard knots, which he pinched and pulled on until she was a writhing mass of womanhood.
“More, Colin. Give me more. Fuck me, my darling. I beg of you.”
Colin raised his head high enough to peer over her pubic mound and smile. “Such language from a lady. I should spank your bottom for such naughty words.”
“Ooo, would you spank me, darling?”
“Of course, if you insist on using naughty words.”
She grinned. “Fuck me, Colin. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.”
Colin sighed. “My, my. You are a bad girl. Now I will have to spank you. Do you want the belt, my hand, or the brush?”
“I love it when you give me a choice.” She scrunched up her pretty face, and her lips pouted. “I think your hand will do for now.”
“Stand then, my lovely, and remove your nightdress.” He’d had the gown made of the finest silk available, and it was already rucked up over her waist, and the top was pushed to her waist. It was so thin it wouldn’t get in his way, but he wanted her nude. He wanted nothing in the way. He was going to kiss every inch of her body, and a gown would definitely hinder his foray.
Clarissa slid out of bed, and the featherlight gown fell to her feet. She turned a lighter shade of pale and grabbed the bedpost with a soft moan.
“Are you all right, my sweet?” Hells bells, he had taken too much blood from her. He must be more careful. He was killing her softly and cruelly.
She smiled. “Just a little dizzy. Probably the wine we shared earlier.”
He wanted to shout, No, it’s because of me, but he refrained. Instead, he turned and sat on the edge of the bed. Opening his robe, he showed her how much he wanted her. “Come, my little sweetheart. Climb up and lay across my lap. It is time for your spanking.”
“Be sure you do not hurt me too much, Colin.” Her smile turned into a giggle. “First, may I touch your cock?”
“Of course. You may lick it if you like, but not for long, because I want to come inside you. And, you still need a spanking. You know how much spanking you excites me.”
Clarissa leaned over and pushed his foreskin out of the way. She licked her lips and then flicked her tongue over the tip of his cock.
Colin cried out. “Devil, take me!
She smiled up at him. “Doesn’t it feel lovely, darling?”
Colin was speechless and could only nod. She clasped her fingers tightly around his swollen cock and flicked her tongue time and time again over the slit of his knob. Soon, drops of dew formed, and she continued to lick them as quickly as they surfaced.
“Stop, Clarissa. Stop now.”
“Not yet, darling.”
Colin put his hands on her head, urging her on and yet wishing he could stop her. His hips left the bed when she slid her mouth over his cock and took him deep in her throat. She had been taking lessons of a sexual nature from her best friend, Lady Rose Ellsworth. The woman had taught her well. Clarissa now knew how to please a man with her beautiful lips. He’d heard about the term “great head” from some of the men at his club, and now he knew what they were talking about. Her mouth was as talented as her cunt.
His climax was shattering and leaving him breathless.
She was smiling sweetly when she wiped the corners of her mouth delicately on his robe. “Lovely. Now, do I get my spanking for being such a bad girl?”
Colin gasped, taking in air as fast as he could. He had nearly lost consciousness. She was extremely talented in the bedroom. “Lady Rose has been a wonderful mentor, dear heart.”
“She has taught me some delicious things to do in the bedroom. I hope you will enjoy them.”
“I’m sure I will. Now, come here, you delectable tormentor, and get your just desserts.” Colin pulled her up off her knees and kissed her soft lips, tasting his effluence on her tongue. Her genuine sexuality and beauty were two of the reasons he’d married her. His father had counseled against their marriage, but Colin was glad he hadn’t listened. In their bedroom she was a perfect whore, his whore. Always ready for sex any way he suggested, and a few she had learned from Lady Rose. Yet, she was a lady in the drawing room. And, best of all, she loved him with all her heart.
Colin had once asked her where she’d learned her talent in the bedroom, and she explained about her liaison with Lady Rose, but she also assured him, he had been her first and only male lover.
She also told Colin once how she had found her father’s pornography collection when she was young and had studied it thoroughly. She reveled in practicing everything she had seen, heard about, and learned from Rose.
Clarissa climbed up and laid her body over his lap. Her breasts rested against the side of his thigh, and her feminine curls tickled his cock. Her rosy ass was right where he liked it.
He raised his hand and gave her a smack. Her bottom turned a shade pinker, and she squeaked. It only took three light smacks, and she was writhing all over his lap, trying to get his cock in her hands. Colin grabbed her right hand and held it behind her back so she couldn’t touch him. “Not yet, you bad girl.”
His cock was as big and hard as a policeman’s baton.
“Oh, Colin,” she sighed. “Please fuck me. I’m ever so hot and wet.”
“Hmm, really? Perhaps I should check and see.” He slipped two fingers across her tight pink anus and into her cunt. She was soaking wet and swollen. “My, my. It would seem you are ready.”
“Do you want to straddle my lap and let me fuck you? Or do you want the brush in your ass and me on top.”
“No wonder I love you so much, Colin. You know my likes and dislikes so well.” She thought for a moment then before he could stop her, she slithered off his lap, making sure her nipples rubbed against his cock.
Landing gently on her bare feet, she strolled to the dresser and picked up the brush. She slipped the silver handle of the brush into her mouth and made sure Colin was watching before she ran her tongue around the tip of the handle.
Colin had had the brush made especially for nights like this. The handle was a perfectly carved eight-inch penis. The bristles were fine and soft as human hair.
Colin held out his hand. She placed the unusual dildo in his hand and scrambled up on the bed. She put a pillow under her ass. He gave the brush back to her and let her continue to lick the silver handle until he was ready.
He spread her legs and licked her slit, drinking in her essence. He suckled her clit until she couldn’t lie still. He gently removed the brush from her hands and eased the silver cock into her anus with the soft bristles facing up. By this time, Clarissa was writhing and begging for more.