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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Mega Author Blog Hop: Trip Around the World Winners!

Thanks to everyone who stopped by and participated in the Mega Author Blog Hop! I meant to post the winners list last night, but Blogger wouldn't let me sign in to do so.

The winner of my first place prize is: Kristi! The second place winner is: Leanne! I've already contacted the winners by email, but if for some reason the email goes astray and the winners are reading this, don't hesitate to contact me. I love to hear from readers anyway!

Thanks again!

Monday, May 23, 2011

Tuesday Tale--Ice Cream Prompt

This week I'm participating in Jean Joachim's Tuesday Tale. The prompt is about something smooth and creamy I love to eat--ice cream. Read on to see how I incorporate the cold stuff into my tale. Click on Jean's link above to read more fantastic ice cream tales. Felica Rogers' tale is the next in line!


Captivated

Gabe Preston watched as the ice cream left a tantalizing trail down the smooth skin he’d been checking out for the last ten minutes. The woman savored her treat with a childlike intensity, that pink tongue darting out and taking smooth licks. Now and then, her tongue would dip down and gather any stray drops before they could escape.

His gaze roved over her. Lord, there was nothing childlike about her figure, though. Tight black jeans and a little t-shirt hugged her lithe frame, reveling curves in all the right places. He stifled the urge to unfasten the top button of his polo shirt. What was she doing to him? This was a café, not a bar to trawl for women.

The lady tilted her head, and her eyes met his. A broad smile covered those delectable lips, stealing the breath from his lungs. She peered up through long lashes that he knew covered sparkling blue eyes. Her arched brows resembled the wings of--

He scoffed at himself. What was he? A poetic teenager? Gabe had long stopped being swayed by a pretty face after he’d seen how the size of his wallet could influence women. Some modicum of intelligence and kindness were essential. He didn’t know if she had either in abundance.

The ice cream cone wavered in her hand, and as it fell, alarm flared in her eyes. Her long auburn hair covered her face as she dove after it. The ice cream landed with a splat or the floor. Before he knew what he was doing, he was out of his seat and across the aisle to her table.

She glanced up, and her mouth trembled into a pout. “Oh dear, I lost my ice cream.”

Her voice flowed over him like a waterfall’s caress. Her accent--why couldn’t he place it? He’d traveled the world on business and pleasure enough to recognize most people’s.

Gabe reached into the pocket of his chinos and redrew a folded handkerchief. “We can get you another one.” He held out the piece of fabric.

She followed his gaze down to where her ice-cream covered fingers rested on the table. Rubbing her fingers together, she seemed fascinated by the melting substance.

Gabe narrowed his eyes. What was she doing? Wasn’t she a bit old to play in her food?


He cleared his throat and offered the handkerchief again. “Ahem.”

The woman tore her eyes from her hands and stared at him, her face glowing. “Would you?”

Confusion hit him. Would he what? “I don’t know what--”

She interrupted him. “Get me another one?” The woman clapped her hands together and cast him a hopeful glance.

Doubts about this lady’s eccentricities crept in. Was she all there? “Er, yes. Don’t you want to wipe your hands first?”

She inclined her head regally. “I think I will.”

As he handed her the handkerchief, her fingertips brushed his. Electric sparks zinged up his arms, cascading down to his toes. The woman froze, and then the moment passed.

Gabe crammed his hands into his pants pockets.

After wiping her fingers meticulously, she sat the fabric down on the table. “Thank you, Mr…?”

“Gabe.”

She folded her hands primly together. “Thank you, Mr. Gabe.”

He shook his head. “I go by the first name of Gabe. The last name is Preston.”

“I am Anha.”

A grin curved his lips. “Just Anha?”

A mysterious smile floated over her face. “Just Anha.”



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Through the Rabbit Hole
Social worker Natalie Danvers never thought she would fall head first into her very own dimensional tear — straight into a fey lord’s lap. The handsome but infuriatingly vague Lorh insists she’s stuck in his land for three weeks and that only she can discover the reasons behind her appearance in TirAnn. Natalie’s convinced this is all nonsense until forgotten memories of Lorh and his siblings resurface and collide with reason. Just who and what is she to Lorh and his family?



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Last Day of Mega Author Blog Hop!

Hi, everyone! This is the last day of the Trip Around the World: Mega Author Blog Hop. Don't miss out on your chance to win some great prizes!

You can start the hop here (if you haven't already done so):

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Thanks to everyone who's participated so far!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

A Pirate's Six Sentence Sunday



Ahoy, me hearties! Kary's Six Sentence Sunday.
This six is from my current work in progress The Pirate Princess.


The noble Prince Petra is on mission to rescue his betrothed, a lady he highly regards but does not love. Restless and unable to sleep on the south seas, he paces the darkened deck and meets with the sharp point of a pirate's sword.


Petra turned to meet the intense gaze of two bright green eyes and his heart leapt within him at the feral quality of her presence. The siren’s raven hair blew in jagged wisps across her face. A mist surrounded her as if the heat she emanated transformed the damp sea air to steam.


Her vision roamed his body like hot hands and her voice slid into his mind like a lover’s fingers through his hair. “Oh, I don’t believe you are a sailor. Are you?” She used her sword to cut the ties of his tunic and fold it back to expose his heaving chest.




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Saturday, May 14, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday

For this week's six, I'll be taking the lines from my current WIP, Mists of Eria, a fantasy romance. Cal, our heroine, has seen and dreamed of things that shouldn't be possible. She's been like this since childhood, but has learned the hard way that she can't share her tale.

Pressing a hand to her still aching forehead, she bent over to retrieve her bag but froze at what she saw. The floor underneath the bag, underneath her feet, rippled. The whole floor swelled into a mass of waves.

She jerked her legs up onto the bed, her heart plummeting through the floor. As she whimpered, her eyes stayed fixated on the floor.

A flickering, glittering mist formed on the ground, overtaking the strange ripples and leaving her blind while it slowly crept over the bed.

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Friday, May 6, 2011

Happy Mother's Day -- Six Sentence Sunday From Kary





Happy Mother's Day!

Here is a little bit of magic from my current WIP -- The Pirate Princess. Marchant, the commander of the armies of Komissa and renowned cadabout, has protected Brislyn, the spirited daughter of the Duke her whole life. During a celebration in honor of Brislyn's 19th birthday, March searches for the missing girl and finds more than he believed he could.


As March descended the path to the beach, the lively celebrations dimmed in favor of the whispering tide. As he suspected, the girl sat alone on a rock admiring the beauty of the sunset.
Finding her safe, he moved to return to the party -- and the earl’s daughter -- but stopped short. Bris began to play her lyre and sing; his feet sank in the sand. The lilt of her charming voice reverberated through him as if he had been deaf to music, to beauty, to love until that moment.




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Thursday, May 5, 2011

Astraea Press--15% off Mother's Day Sale

Head on over to Astraea Press to find a great read and then enter CELEBRATEMOM during checkout to save 15%! Come on, you know you want to:) There's something for everyone--YA, romance, mystery. A perfect gift for the mother in your life who likes to read.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Givaway Update--and Winners!

Because of the thoughtful comments I received about my sweet post, I decided to give away two copies of Through the Rabbit Hole. I wish I could give everyone who left a comment one! The responses were well-thought out and articulate--a joy to read.


I've e-mailed the two winners, Amy and Mary Anne. Any feedback from them is appreciated, but not expected:)

Six Sentence Sunday

My six this week are from my recently release fantasy romance, Through the Rabbit Hole, from Astraea Press. The hero, Lorh, had just introduced Natalie, the heroine, to a rather odd denizen of his otherwordly garden.

“Your hand, it’s in one piece?” His teasing voice came from above her head. She spun toward him so quickly she nearly got whiplash, but halted when her nose almost hit his chest. Yikes,
when had he gotten so close—and so tall?

He picked up her hand, which by now lay limply by her side, and made a show of inspecting it. “Your hand, my lady, is fine?”

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