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

Friday, October 30, 2015

Just in Time for Halloween--a New Release from Lisabet Sarai

No costume can hide who you really are…

Please welcome Lisabet Sarai and her new release, Coming in Costume.

Halloween-themed BDSM ménage erotic romance (X rated)
Approximately 14,000 words, 43 pages
HEA ending
ISBN (Smashwords): 9781311938695

#bdsm #eroticromance #lisabetsarai #menage #halloween #mfm #roleplaying


When her dominant husband Greg proposes that they attend a company Halloween gala, Isabella is too excited to be suspicious. Unlike her introverted master, she adores parties and dressing up. Greg provides the perfect costumes―a schoolgirl and her stern professor―outfits that are not too revealing or risqué while still celebrating the nature of their relationship. Only after they arrive at the party does Bella learn her Dom has planned a kinky, semi-public scene involving both pain and pleasure―a Halloween masque that includes a starring role for Greg’s best friend James.

This volume includes two bonus stories featuring the same characters. In Silver Bells, Greg gives his long-time friend James a spectacular Christmas gift―Isabella’s body and obedience. In On the Beach, the two dominants join forces to chastise Bella for her lack of self-control in coming without permission―and to reward her for her willing surrender.

Excerpt  (PG)

Greg had more than made good on his promise, dressing us as a schoolgirl and her stern professor. I loved the short, pleated skirt of green plaid and the crisp white blouse with the Peter Pan collar the minute I laid eyes on them. Matching knee socks and black Mary Janes completed the outfit. Underneath—somewhat to my surprise—Greg insisted I wear simple white cotton panties and a stretchy training bra that didn’t quite contain my woman’s breasts. I braided my hair, tying the plaits with matching Kelly green ribbons. The final look was sassy, even suggestive, but perfectly decent. Still, the way the skirt swished against the back of my thighs made me imagine, a bit wistfully, what it would be like to be bare underneath. I pushed the thought away, determined to act respectable if that was what my husband required.

As for his costume—well, it really didn’t matter what Greg wore. He always looked devastating. He’d gone for a bookish style: a white shirt with thin blue stripes open at the throat under a corduroy jacket with, believe it or not, suede elbow patches. He must have scoured the thrift stores to find that relic, but it really fit the part. A slide rule case was strapped to his belt. Glasses with dark plastic frames sat on his nose. His black locks were deliberately mussed.

His clothes didn’t really matter, though. What made his costume convincing was his serious, even severe expression—his aura of total authority. No one could look at him without immediately understanding that he was in charge.

To complete the role, he carried one of those wooden pointers that I remembered from my mother’s photos of her sixth grade classes, at least a yard long and perhaps half an inch in diameter.

“That must be practically an antique,” I commented in the cab.

“A classic instrument of correction,” he replied. “Passed down through the family. My father used this on my brother and me when we needed to be punished.”

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About Lisabet
LISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.

Thursday, October 29, 2015

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Devika Fernando Loved Dear Philomena!

Wonderful review of Dear Philomena from the ever ravishing Devika Fernando! Here’s some of what she says:

“This mix of raw feelings and wisdom, of situations and protagonists picked right out of real life and mixed with mystery and twists kept me entertained for the whole Sunday. Yes, I devoured the book in one go.”

Or in Goodreads and at Amazon.
You can find out how good the story is for yourself here:

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Dear Philomena Trailer

What a fantastic trailer for Dear Philomena from the inimitable Carolyn de Ridder:

Friday, October 23, 2015

Black Wings--Fantasy Romance from Iryna Combs

Welcome Iryna. We want to hear all about your first novel, Black Wings. I understand it’s a science fiction/fantasy romance.

Thank you for having me, M. S. Black Wings will be released by Roane Publishing on October 23. Here’s the story:
A new time. A new planet. A new world. New technologies. Two new humanoid species. A new war. The two species separate, but in the removal, some of the best are left behind among the worst. Captured and held as slaves, they are treated cruelly for entertainment. Torture. Pain.
Annabel endures a year of such cruelty, kept alive only by means of syringes which, while healing, cause a greater agony. She discovers a secret held by their leader, and decides to help her own kind by escaping. Even if it means a final death, it is preferable to the life she has endured. She escapes, and joins her own kind at the other side of the planet. Among her new friends she meets many who help her adjust to their happier life.

Will Annabel find romance? Or will another war break her down?

Sounds wonderful. You have some prizes for lucky readers, correct?
Yes, indeed. I’m giving away a $10 Amazon Gift Card and a paperback copy of Black Wings.

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Where can readers buy Black Wings?

Link for Black Wings on Goodreads:

Tell us about yourself, Iryna.
Iryna Combs
Originally from the Ukraine, I am still considered a new face to America. Speaking three languages including English, that became just as natural to me as my native Russian.

I grew up in a town on the south of Ukraine doing the same things that other kids my age did. Dreaming, hoping and wishing. Growing up, I spoke absolutely no English and never even saw myself somewhere abroad, never mind writing a novel in another language!

I went to the local school that brought mostly negative experience in my life, but it shaped me throughout the years. My college life was much more pleasant. I was known to study well and to go out partying as much as it was possible.

Now - owner of bachelor degree in finance/economic and enterprises.
In my first year of college I began to work in the marriage agency and met my future husband. We dated and traveled to most of the Europe as well as Egypt.

When I finally got my fiancé a visa, we both moved to the United States, where soon after we got married.  In the first few years I did some modeling and acting. Photo-shoots, run-way and photo in the magazine fulfilled my childhood dream.

A few years later I became a mother of a wonderful and most handsome little boy. Along with motherhood, I began to make hand-made jewelry and organic soaps to occupy my spare time. This hobby turned into a small business and became bigger than I thought it ever would.

In the last year I discovered that an author lives inside me. Never did I think that I would write an English book and that I would love doing it. But I did! And I loved it! I am hoping my readers will enjoy it and will look forward my next books.

Black Wings, my debut novel, comes from a dream that I had a few months before I decided to capture it on paper. After long thinking and developing an exciting story, I could not keep it inside me. I began writing and within only a couple of months the story was completed. I found my first publisher within the next couple of months and after a few more months of hard work, the book is finally here for you, dear readers, to enjoy!

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Smashing Review of Dear Philomena!

This is what Red Penn Reviews wrote about my new mystery romance, Dear Philomena, Love, Lust & Murder on Chincoteague Island

Sunset on Chincoteague
“[In] Spencer’s romance cum crime novel … the action is as well written as any crime or thriller. The descriptive passages of the environment on Chincoteague Island enable the reader to easily visualise a place they may never visit.”

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

I'm at Write Now Today with a Reassuringly Hot Excerpt

Stop by Mark Love’s intriguing site, Write Now, today for a sweet, sexy scene from my new romantic suspense, Dear Philomena: Love, Lust & Murder on Chincoteague Island.

Dear Philomena—romance, mystery, suspense all in one easy-to-read novel, has just been released by I Heart Books Publishing (ebook and print-on-demand). Enjoy a comforting Jack and a willing Dagne here: http://marklove024.blogspot.com/2015/10/guest-ms-spencer.html

But why wait? Get the book now at these fine locations:

Monday, October 19, 2015

Jessie Clever and When She Knows is My Guest Today

Welcome Jessie Clever! Tell us about your new romantic comedy/suspense book, When She Knows.

Thank you, M. S. When She Knows is the first in my series set in the White Mountains of New Hampshire, The Franconia Notch Trilogy. Here's the story:

His latest problem is her newest assignment. 

Shannon Wynter has it all figured it. Abandoned by her mother and left to care for her agoraphobic father, Shannon focuses on building her career as a journalist to the detriment of all else including her love life.

Ian Darke has his own problems. Battling past failures, Ian sets his eyes on launching a new factory for his father’s defense firm. But it’s the very father he failed that will do anything to sabotage Ian’s progress.

And when Shannon follows an anonymous tip that leads her to Ian’s factory door, the last thing she expects to discover is what she already knows.

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About the Author:
Jessie Clever

In the second grade, Jessie began a story about a duck and a lost ring.  Two harrowing pages of wide ruled notebook paper later, the ring was found.  And Jessie has been writing ever since.

Armed with the firm belief that women in the Regency era could be truly awesome heroines, Jessie began telling their stories in her Spy Series, a thrilling ride in historical espionage that showcases human faults and triumphs and most importantly, love.

Jessie makes her home in the great state of New Hampshire where she lives with her husband and two very opinionated Basset Hounds.  For more, visit her website at jessieclever.com.

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Excerpt (G):

"But fraud for a defense contractor is serious.  You don't want to defend your reputation as a provider to our armed forces?"
It took him a minute to realize that clicking noise was her following him over the pavement.  He spun around, his arms coming up once more to gesture his acquiescence, only she was standing too close, and instead of gesturing with authority, he ran into her, his arms striking her shoulders and knocking her against him.
He froze, feeling the length of her body collide with his, the scent of her shampoo invade his senses, her breath fall across the exposed skin above his shirt collar.  He felt her hesitation, the hitch in her breath, before she shoved against him, pushing herself away.
"I'm very sorry," he said, his hands moving uselessly in front of him as if to help her regain her balance.
She stood with her pad held against her chest like some sort of shield, and he felt his anger drain into annoyance.
"I'm sorry," he repeated, much more carefully, "I don't have a comment, and I need to get back to work.  Please excuse me."
He turned slowly this time, resuming his walk to the loading dock door.
"What is it that you're using this factory for, Mr. Darke?"
He didn't answer.  No matter how much he wanted to turn around and rail about his stupid brother's stupid decisions, he did not.  He kept walking.
"Fraud, I mean, come on, that's-"
And then he did turn.
"If you want a comment, you can call our PR department."
"Great!" she said, and he almost smiled at her enthusiasm as she pulled up a clean page of her notebook.  "What's the phone number?"
He shook his head at her and let his feet carry him back to where she stood on the pavement, notebook poised for the phone number.
"Shannon, was it?" he said when he was close.
He had felt her breath hitch when she had bumped into him, and now he dared to step a little closer than politeness would have dictated.  He saw it again, the slight hitch in her chest, and he felt a smile spread over his face.  He leaned in, dropping his voice to a soft, rich level.
"Have you heard of the Internet, Shannon?"
"Yes," she whispered softly, her eyes locked on his.
"Use it," he said and walked away, leaving her standing in the parking lot, her pen completely still.

Thanks for visiting with us, Jessie. By the way, I LOVE your hero’s name!

Monday, October 12, 2015

Dear Philomena--Romantic Suspense and Mystery--is Now Available

I am so excited! Dear Philomena will be released Monday, October 12 from the fabulous folks at I Heart Publishing. It is available in both ebook and print-on-demand from Amazon, Createspace, Smashwords, and AllRomanceEBooks.
 Here's a snippet:

Dagne Lonegan, aka Dear Philomena, advice columnist, hoped that spending a year on the Eastern Shore island of  Chincoteague would extinguish any feelings she had left for Jack Andrews, erstwhile lover and long-time jerk.  It’s just her luck that in her first week on the island she’s entangled in a murder.  Only she doesn’t know it.  Unfortunately, the murderer doesn’t know she doesn’t know.  Strange and dangerous things begin happening to her, disrupting her new romance with Aidan Ellis, the handsome manager of the National Wildlife Refuge.  As if that weren’t enough, Jack arrives to take charge of the murder investigation.

Will Dagne stick with the tall, cool glass of a Ranger or risk falling back into the arms of the man who broke her heart?
View from Dagne's House

Great Romantic Suspense--The White Lily by Susanne Matthews is with us Today

The Harvester is out there...watching, waiting, biding his time.

Please welcome Susanne Matthews and her latest romantic suspense novel from Crimson Romance, The White Lily. It is Book Two of her acclaimed Harvester Series.

Susanne, tell us what the story is about.

FBI cult specialist Lilith Munroe lives in dread that one day the man who tortured her when a case went bad will find her again. So leaving her sanctuary in Quantico to join the Harvester Task Force in Boston is her version of hell. But the Harvester is kidnapping babies, and Lilith's profiling skills may mean the difference between life and death for the most innocent in society.

Australian millionaire and former member of the New Horizon commune Jacob Andrews returns to the United States searching for his sister. Instead of the happy reunion he expects, he discovers she is dead and his twin brother may be responsible. He agrees to lend his law enforcement skills to help find his former cult leader before the man can implement his plan to kill millions.

Now uneasy partners, Jacob and Lilith must learn to trust each other even as they fight their growing attraction. But when Lilith's greatest fears materialize, will Jacob be able to set aside his anger and save the woman he loves?

Heat Level: Sensual

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Excerpt (G):
Lilith glanced through the window at the man they’d handled so badly. A prisoner at Guantanamo Bay probably got better treatment, whether he deserved it or not. While the law maintained a man was supposed to be innocent until proven guilty, she espoused the opposite philosophy, and since Jacob Andrews seemed to be on the level, the least they could do was offer him an apology.

As she watched, the prisoner raised his head and looked straight at her. She felt as if she’d been sucker punched. He couldn’t see her, she knew that, but the sensation that he was gazing into her soul, exposing what she kept hidden from the world, couldn’t be ignored. The grief on his face touched her heart as nothing had in years. She understood the pain of losing a sister, the guilt at being powerless to prevent a tragedy, and the shame that accompanied the sensation. Knowing she was probably going to regret this, she turned to her boss and mustered the sarcasm she used as a shield.

“Well, now that you guys have messed this up so badly, let me go in there and pull your bacon out of the fire. Since I wasn’t part of the welcoming committee, he may be more open to accepting our apology and not turn this into an international incident.”

“Go for it, Munroe. Maybe you can charm him into not pressing charges and having me demoted to meter maid. Besides, I’m lousy at apologizing. Just ask Faye,” Rob said. “By the way, does Tom know any of this?”

“Yeah. Your partner made some of the background calls. He’s over at his desk trying to figure out how he’ll ask for forgiveness for almost ripping the guy’s head off.” She reached for the basket of Andrews’s things on the table. “We can start by unchaining him, returning his possessions, and getting him a bottle of water,” she said, her eyes drawn to a large ring with the most unusual gold stone in it. “If we’re lucky, he’ll answer a few questions for us, but we can’t force him to. As it is, he could easily charge the department with unlawful confinement, and considering he has friends in high places ...”

“Here,” Rob said, tossing a bottle into the basket. “I haven’t opened it, and it’s still cold.” He stood. “If anyone’s looking for me, I’ll be with Tom, trying to figure out how to get both feet out of my mouth.”

Lilith chuckled. Considering the size of his feet, that wouldn’t be an easy task.
She licked her lips, picked up the tray, and left the observation room, hoping she wasn’t making another of her infamous bad decisions, but she was strangely drawn to the man and needed to know why. “It’s okay,” she said to the officer guarding the door. “It was all a big mistake. Now I’m going in there to eat crow for all of us.”

“Better you than me,” the officer said. “We really did a number on him. Hell, I checked his teeth. I wasn’t there when Mother Kate offed herself, but I searched the rest of the prisoners after that incident. No one else had one.”

“Most likely the Prophet didn’t think they knew enough to cause him any problems. Mother Kate was a different matter. You did what you had to do.”

Lilith opened the door, and Jacob raised his head to look at her. The anger she’d expected to see on his face didn’t appear; instead, there was distress and regret as well as concern. “I’m so sorry about this, Mr. Andrews,” she said, placing the tray on the table. She turned to the officer closest to her. “You can remove the restraints and then take a break.”

The uniformed officer removed the handcuffs and the shackles from Jacob’s wrists and ankles and left the room, taking the hardware with him. His partner followed him out, leaving Lilith alone with the prisoner.

About the author:
Susanne Matthews
Susanne Matthews was born and raised in Cornwall, Ontario, Canada. She’s always been an avid reader of all types of books, but with a penchant for happily ever after romances. In her imagination, she traveled to foreign lands, past and present, and soared into the future. A retired educator, Susanne spends her time writing and creating adventures for her readers. She loves the ins and outs of romance, and the complex journey it takes to get from the first word to the last period of a novel. As she writes, her characters take on a life of their own, and she shares their fears and agonies on the road to self-discovery and love.

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Thanks for joining us, Susanne. It sounds like a wonderful read--and what a great cover! May you have many sales!