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Huzzah! You can now download Curse of the Ice Dragon, narrated by the talented Steven Garnett, in audio. Books two-three will be in audio soon as well. Click the links below to sample your audible copies.

Listen to Curse of the Ice Dragon on Audible in the US.
Listen in the UK.

I also have lots of prizes and fun this week celebrating my Keepers of the Stones Series.

I’m giving away a $100 GC to one lucky winner, as well as a signed pack of books, and a Harry Potter DVD collection. 

Go to my giveaway to enter.

And hang out with me in the LitRing reader group for access to more giveaways:

And as a thank you to my readers, everyone wins a FREE download of Curse of the Ice Dragon at most ebook retailers.


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Spirit of the Sea Witch is available for preorder for just .99 until release on January 23 when price will go up to 4.99

Spirit of the Sea Witch, Keepers of the Stones, Book Two by Tara West

Desperate to escape the wrath of the vengeful sky goddess Madhea, a group of brave young explorers flee to the sea in search of safe haven for their people while the apprentice witch Dianna steals away Madhea’s dragon to The Shifting Sands. Though they are an ocean apart, the future of all humanity lies within their entwined fates. Before they can defeat Madhea, they must stop the vindictive sea goddess Eris from destroying the world.

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You can preorder book one in my Keepers of the Stones Saga as part of the Wrath and Ruin Boxed Set. You get the entire boxed set with 24 sci-fi/fantasy novels for just .99. Price goes up after release week Jan 2.


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** Sea Witch artwork by Bob Kehl. Wrath and Ruin artwork by Rebecca Frank.





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Dead and Delicious, Eternally Yours Book Five, is almost here! Preorder yours for 2.99. Price goes up after release week.

Five things I learned while being a fallen angel zombie:
1. Duct tape works better than embalming.
2. Alopecia is not my favorite hairstyle.
3. Fried demons smell like bacon.
4. This brain breath is affecting my love life.
5. Nothing ruins a honeymoon like an apocalypse.

Preorder on Kindle, Nook, Sony, and iBooks.

Sample the first four chapters at Instafreebie. 




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I’ve gotten together with some friends to give away a Kindle Fire. Click the link below to enter!
Click here to win a Kindle Fire!

Here’s the best part, if we get over 1k entries, we’ll sweeten the deal and give away TWO KINDLE FIRES! 
Fill it with books by these amazing Paranormal Romance Authors:
Terra Wolf
Stacey Marie Brown
Ally Summers
Alexia Purdy
Steffanie Holmes
Sennah Tate
Karin Cox
Lisa Lace
Lily Thorn
Hailey Storm
Tara West
Wendy Owens
Hazel Thorne

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I’ve gotten together with some friends to give away a Kindle Fire. Click the link below to enter!
Click here to win a Kindle Fire!

Here’s the best part, if we get over 1k entries, we’ll sweeten the deal and give away TWO KINDLE FIRES! 
Fill it with books by these amazing Contemporary Romance Authors:
Dana Volney
Mignon Mykel
Heidi McLaughlin 
Jennie Marts 
Sydney Aaliyah Michelle
Violet Paige
A.O. Peart
Alison Ryan
Simone Sowood
Bethany Lopez
Tia Lewis
Wendy Owens
Athena Wright
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Click HERE to enter for your chance to win a signed copy of Say You Want Me or one of three signed books. Only one day left! While you’re there, read a sample from my new adult romance, part of my Something More Series. This is a stand alone book. You do not need to read books one through four in order to enjoy Cesar’s story. unnamed


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Say You Want Me is now live on Kindle for just .99 today. Price goes up to 2.99 tomorrow. Kobo, iBooks, and Nook links should be live either today or tomorrow. It’s also available in print at all major online retailers.

For those of you who loved my Say When novels, this is a continuation of the Cruz famiy with Cesar Cruz. I promise lots of pany-melting scenes and a swoon-worthy hero!



Scene from Say You Want Me: 

I couldn’t help gaping at the tall, tanned, and dripping wet hunk of man flesh before me. Cesar’s broad shoulders filled the doorway as he looked at me, wearing nothing but a smile and a skimpy towel draped low around his waist.

“Can I help you, bella?”

Ugh. Why did he have to call me that? I thought it was Spanish for pretty girl, or maybe it was a term of endearment. He hadn’t called me his bella since last week, when I told him to stop. No surprise he refused to listen. Cesar was persistent.

I averted my gaze, trying hard not to stare at the glistening water on his taut stomach or the tattoo on his shoulder. “You really should put some clothes on.”

“Sorry.” He ran a hand through his thick, dripping hair. “I was in the hot tub.”

My jaw dropped. “You have a hot tub?” It was only last weekend I’d had to sneak into his backyard to retrieve my wayward dog. I didn’t remember seeing anything other than a few lawn chairs, a punching bag, and a grill.

“I had it installed two days ago.” His wicked grin stretched nearly ear-to-ear. “I’m disappointed you haven’t been peeking over my fence.”

I scowled. “Why would I want to peek over your fence?”

“Same reason I want to peek over yours.” He laughed, a deep throaty chuckle that sent a jolt of lust straight to my lady parts. My poor vibrator would be working overtime tonight.

I tried to deepen my scowl, but it might have come out as a smile instead.

Get a grip, Savannah. Do not let this man have control over you.

Truthfully, I had intentionally spied over Cesar’s fence a few times when he hit his punching bag. He was usually shirtless, with his back to me. His skin was drenched in sweat, and his backside was ripped with tanned muscles. Now all those muscles were in my face, tempting me like a tall glass of iced tea on a hot summer day. One taste, I kept telling myself, was all I needed to quench my thirst.


Ever since I’d been old enough to take an interest in the opposite sex, I’d denied myself their forbidden fruit, all because I didn’t want to give my father an excuse to call me a whore. That asshole had my mind so twisted, I’d been terrified of even looking at boys. I’d missed my senior prom, not only because I couldn’t afford a gown, but because I knew my dad would accuse me of having sex with my date. I’d refused to give him the satisfaction of comparing me to my dead mother.

But Bud Boudreau was dead now, too. I’d cut him out of my life five years ago. Why was I still terrified of men? How had I managed to let that sick fuck wield so much control over my life when he was no longer a part of it?

Gah! My brain hurt too much from thinking about him. What I needed was a tall drink and a soak in the tub. Cesar’s hot tub came to mind, but no, I had to clear my mind, not muddle it even more.

“Look.” My shoulders caved inward with the weight of my depression, “I’m tired. Can I just get my dog?”

“Sure.” He threw open the door and stepped back.

I crossed under his broad arm, warily eyeing him as I stepped over the threshold.

“You look like you need to relax. Maybe a glass of wine and a soak in my tub?”

I stumbled, tripping over my own two feet.

He grabbed me, clutching my waist with a strong hand, preventing me from falling face-first onto his floor. I clung to his shoulder while righting myself.

“Easy there,” he said with a wink.

I turned into his embrace, gaping up at him as if I’d been struck mute. Was he a mind reader? How did he know I needed a drink and a soak? I looked at him through narrowed eyes as I pulled out of his embrace. “You don’t give up, do you?”

He shrugged, stepping back as he unwrapped the towel from around his waist. “I want to show you something.”

Dear God, was he going to show me his penis? I should have shielded my eyes, but I couldn’t move. Only after the towel had fallen, revealing a pair of black swimming trunks, did I breathe a sigh of relief, or maybe it was disappointment.

“W-What?” I asked, my voice sounding surprisingly small.

He slung the towel over his shoulder and wordlessly grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the sliding door leading to his backyard. “Just look,” he whispered.

My mind was too preoccupied with the feel of his warm hand cradling mine, and the way his breath tickled the exposed skin of my neck, to process what I was looking at. My gaze skimmed over the big square tub with steam rising from the top that sat on the patio. My eyes widened when I saw Nacho chasing Macy. She barked and wagged her tail, ducking under a lawn chair before tearing up the grass, zooming around the yard as if she had a rocket wedged up her furry butt. Nacho caught her, and she turned on him, chasing him across the patio. It was the funniest sight, especially since Macy weighed only ten pounds and Nacho, a yellow Lab, was easily ten times her size.

No wonder my dog was always sneaking over here. It was clear they were the best of friends. I felt bad for stealing her away from Nacho every night. She was happier when she was with him.

My throat constricted as I looked at Cesar through cloudy eyes. “They are really having fun, aren’t they?”

He softly smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Animals need companionship, just like people. It’s no fun being alone.”

I repressed the urge to shudder at his touch. I involuntarily swayed toward him, drawn toward his masculine heat like a moth toward flame. “No, it isn’t.”