Seduction - One Fortune at a Time
Who doesn't want a fabulous fortune told - especially one featuring your dream hero?



Our new anthology features seven steamy novellas from seven acclaimed romance authors, guaranteed to bring good fortune (or at least a hot read) to any romance fan. There's a seduction for everyone in this collection of never-before published stories that range from sensual to erotic—all for one seductive price of 99 cents! (This offer is for a limited time only.) 

My story in this anthology is Love Charm for Fiona. Here's a blurb and an excerpt:


Blurb: When Fiona receives a fortuneteller's love charm, she casts the spell to bring her dead fiancé back to life. But a love charm has its own magic, and what she gets is a surprise in the form of a Navy SEAL on "shore leave".


Excerpt: In two minutes, Jack was back, hustling Fiona out of the car. "Come on. We've got the end unit."

"Are you always in such a rush?" The motel was bringing everything into stark reality. She was standing here waiting to hook up strictly for the purposes of sex with a man she hadn't known a week ago. How had this happened?

Then Jack grinned at her and said, "I'll be slow where it counts."

Her pulse sped up again, her body softened and she couldn't do anything but take the hand he held out. 

He closed the door behind them and Fiona stood there for a moment. The room had a quaint, old Cape Cod feel, with white painted furniture, light taupe walls, and a blue and taupe muted floral on the drapes and bedskirt. A snow white comforter covered the bed, which at first was the only thing she could see. Then she noticed she could see the ocean through the French doors on the far side of the room. That was a nice touch.

Jack's eyes followed her gaze. "We probably should close the curtains," he said.

"Just the sheers." She crossed the room and pulled them shut, grateful for something to do so she didn't have to think about the implication of his words. She knew why she was here and she didn't want to be coy about it. Jack disappeared into the bathroom, surprising her, but he was back before she had a chance to think about it. He reached for her in the pale gray light of the room.

"Removing our clothes is something that can be done fast," he said.

He reached for the hem of her cover-up and pulled it over her head. For a long moment, his gaze traveled up and down her body, as if he were savoring what was about to happen. He settled his hands on the straps of her swimsuit and pressed them over her shoulders. Her suit didn't fall, held up by the support of the bra inside. He drew both hands over those cups, removing them as he caressed her revealed breasts.

She heard him suck in a sharp breath. "Perfect," he said. Her suit fell to the ground. He gave a quick look down, but then returned to her breasts, stroking and fondling. Her nipples were already pointed with need, but he didn't seem satisfied with that. He continued to caress her until her back was arched, and she was breathing as heavily as he was.

"Isn't this the part that's supposed to be fast?" she moaned. She wanted nothing more than to fall on the bed and have him plunge inside her. How had she waited five long years—or was it her whole life?—to feel like this? "Take off your clothes." He was still fully dressed, in his damp swimming trunks and his Blue Angels t-shirt.

"In a sec." He propelled her toward the bed, finally picking her up and depositing her onto the poufy comforter. "I want to be sure you're ready. I won't last long once I'm naked."

He came down on the bed next to her. "This is going to be a slow part." He wrapped an arm around her, pulled her to her side, and closed his mouth over hers. He kissed her deliberately, licking her lips, licking inside her lips, holding her head with one hand, while his free hand drifted from her back to her breast, and began stroking fire through her.

His kisses moved down her neck, nipping and soothing, as tension built within her. When he reached her breast, she closed her eyes, finally giving up the attempt to reach under his shirt and touch his hot skin. He was pushing her onto her back again and when she was flat, her put his mouth over her nipple and licked her.

She almost shot off the bed. "Jack!" She clutched the back of his head. 

He lifted his head for a moment. "Easy," he said. "We're still in the slow part."

"I'll give you slow." She reached for his waistband.

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The Zombie Epiphany


I don’t often find the urge to write about zombies, but my hubby just watched World War Z, and I have to say it made an impact on me. We’re big fans of The Walking Dead, for whatever reason I do not know, and so World War Z promised to be fairly entertaining. However, I didn’t just find it entertaining, but a little eye-opening and thought-provoking.

What about zombies is thought-provoking, you might ask? I think on some fundamental level the idea of immortality fascinates us all, and zombies sort of represent that. They represent the kind of living, or unliving as the case may be, for eternity we all fear—a soulless existence based on endless need. Vampires live forever, but they represent a tolerable kind of immortality, if you don’t mind drinking blood and watching reruns of “Friends” for eternity. You get to dress fashionably, the sex is supposedly to die for (tee-hee), and depending on the variation of the vampire tale, you might be strong, fast, or sparkly, or some combination of all three. And you can read minds, too. 

Zombies don’t even have minds, just some part of the brain that drives them to eat and eat and eat, and not even good stuff like cookies or pancakes. No, they eat people and animals and sometimes each other if nothing else ambles into their path. Parts of them fall off, too, like fingers and noses, unlike vampires who are ethereally tempting and beautiful. So I think people watch zombie movies because they can safely experience a terrible kind of eternity and feel grateful at the end of the ninety minutes that they don’t have to chomp on their family members or neighbors to get sustenance. Sort of makes going to work on Monday a little less of a chore.

If you’ve ever watched The Walking Dead, you’ve seen what I always thought of as the typical zombie. The Walking Dead variety move slow, so you could probably out-run them, but they tend to lurk in places you’d least expect them and are masters at the surprise attack. One of these zombies is escapable, but when they pack up, they can tear down buildings or tear people apart, like an immense wave of decaying flesh. It’s more than a little terrifying to see a pack of them stumbling along, forwardly mobile eating machines that will munch on anything that can’t escape their numbers.

Even more terrifying were the zombies in World War Z. Being used to the lethargic, fairly low-energy Walking Dead zombies, I was shocked at how predatory and high-energy these zombies were, fiends on caffeine. Once exposed to the virus that caused the zombie-ism, a human would start flailing around like he was being shocked with a cattle prod, then go all crazy and start jumping on others and biting them, making more zombies. These were the fastest undead I’ve ever seen, and they didn’t just run in packs, but flowed like water around their victims. I’d always seen such slow moving creepers that these super-sonic flesh-eaters were a hundred times more frightening.

The most frightening aspect of World War Z, though, was in a scene with Brad Pitt and a zombie that was gnashing its teeth at him threateningly. At one point, I realized, horrified, that the zombie reminded me of…me. To be more exact, me when I’m nagging at my husband. It was a spot on resemblance, but my hubby didn’t seem to notice. I, however, am planning on taking nagging lessons. It’s one thing to be a shrew, but I don’t have to look like a flesh-muncher doing it.

What about you? Do you dig zombies? Have a fave zombie movie? Or do you have another terrifying creature that haunts your dreams? Please do share. 

Happy Reading!
Teasers
I have no graphic designs skills. I wish I did. How lucky for those authors who can design their own covers! And what about those cool teaser graphics you see everywhere now on Facebook and other social media. I wanted them! But aside from not having the technical skills to create them, I can't even visually imagine them to begin with. My creative talents do not lie there at all.

Luckily, I have a son who is very artistic. He's drawn and played around with computer graphics since he was very young. First, it was superheroes. You know, Spiderman posters and things like that. Then he graduated to imagining his own movie posters. Now, he designs posters for many of the community theater productions in our area. So I asked him..."Do you think you could make me some teaser graphics?" I showed him some examples, gave him some quotes and my book cover, and he came up with four teaser graphics for my September release, The Cottage Next Door. Aren't they great??


Maybe someday, he can design some books covers for me!

The Cottage Next Door releases September 16th and is available for pre-order now.

Natasha
Love Is... - available now
Playing for Real - available now
Her Royal Masquerade - available now
Her Royal Bodyguard - available now
The Cottage Next Door - coming Sept 16th
www.natashamoore.com
Grizzly Bears, Jester Bears, Angel Bears, Mauve Bears and Purple Sweater Bears, oh my!
Grizzly Bear
Grizzly Bear
I do have grizzly bear fabric to make more of them.
Best Friends Bear
Best Friends Bear
I don’t have any more Best Friend purple sweaters. Just checked because I had another request for one. But I do have a new sweater I’ve ordered that’s black and pink and says: Girlfriends on it, and I’ll show it when it comes in.
Angel Bear
Angel Bear
This bear was one of a kind. I have a different style angel bear I’ll be making up in the future that has been featured in Teddy Bear Review Magazine.
Mauve Bear
Mauve Bear
I have 2 more of the mauve mohair bears.
Pierre, Le Jester Bear
Pierre, Le Jester Bear
Pierre Le Jester Bear is one of a kind.
All these bears are on their way to new homes today! And I’m shipping off book and t-shirt prizes for the last contest. The post office must love me.
So as soon as I ship them, I’m back to writing and trying to make my 40,000 word goal this weekend.
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Seven Sexy Tales
Today is my birthday, and I’ll soon be getting a great present… On September 2nd, I’ll be one of seven authors in a new anthology called Seduction…One Fortune At A Time. My fellow Fierce Romance blogger Carly Carson is also featured!



All the stories revolve around a fortune teller’s prediction, but that’s where the similarities end. The anthology features contemporary, paranormal, historical stories and just about every genre in-between. A jam-packed 477 pages of romance, all for just .99 during the month of September!

My tale is called Fear Of Flying. Here’s the blurb:

“You’re never going to die in a plane crash…”

A mysterious fortune teller’s prediction plays right into book publicist Jessie Jordan’s biggest fear. A difficult childhood has left Jessie determined to control all aspects of her life, but she can’t control airplanes…

Travel writer Regan Quade also has control issues. A devastating event during his time in the military has scarred him into believing he needs to remain single. He can’t risk being responsible for anyone else’s life.

But during a nationwide media tour to promote Regan’s newest travel book, Jessie’s fear of flying prompts Regan to help calm her anxiety in a shocking and highly intimate way.

The sudden change in their relationship from professional to personal unleashes their mutual attraction, but Jessie doesn’t know if there’s any way to pierce the wall Regan’s built around his heart.

This tale is quasi-autobiographical. Almost everything in the story reflects something that’s actually happened to me in real life. The fortune teller. The fear of flying. The nail-biting, turbulent flights. Just not the sex-on-a-plane part of the story!

Fear Of Flying is also my first contemporary romance. I usually write Victorian romance or sagas set in ancient Rome, and I feel a little exposed with a contemporary tale. Weird, but true. I sincerely hope my readers will come along for this (literal) wild ride!

Oh, and here’s a fun fact:  I’ve read that Hollywood is making a movie of Erica Jong’s 1970’s book Fear Of Flying. Hows that for timing?

How about you? Afraid to fly? Another fear you’d like to talk about? Tell me all!

Leigh

The Best Way to Lose a Friend is to Read Her Manuscript
Sometimes in life things happen to you that are just so odd or unexpected that they can't be explained. One of these things happened to me recently, and I'm still not sure if I handled it correctly, although I'm not sure there was any other way to handle it.

Please remember that I'm a writer, and occasionally we encounter some weird stuff, especially from non-writers who think we're kind of nuts. That I can understand and expect, but getting a rebuff from a fellow author--a budding author, actually--threw me off. Here's what happened:

One of my friends who's always wanted to be a writer finally finished her first manuscript. All aglow with accomplishment, she e-mailed me and asked me to read it and give my opinion. Now, I cringe at this because she's my friend and I have no idea what shape her manuscript is in. What if she wrote it in crayon and it sucks?. Also, I know from very bitter experience that anything I say can and will be used against me no matter how positive my constructive feedback is. The minute that request to read a friend's manuscript pops up in your e-mail, everything changes. Friendships, like patience, are tested.

Against my better judgment, I said that I would read my friend's story and give feedback. What was I supposed to do? She'd been working on it for over a year, and I'd been encouraging her to follow her passion for writing the whole time. No problem with that, as people do it all the time. However, when a published author offers feedback to an unpublished author, it can be either a great experience or it can become extremely awkward. And so for us, awkward it was.

I read my friend's manuscript expecting it to have all the hallmarks of an amateur writer, or at least some of them. Then I'd have to tell her she needed to revise and re-write, which might be a little uncomfortable when I know what she'd like to hear is that it's the greatest book ever.

I finish the book, and it turns out it's freakin' awesome. I mean, it's something I would definitely have paid money for, and I'm glad I got the chance to read it. She's a natural writer, and her story was great. Yeah, it had a few places that needed some work, but not much. I couldn't believe how well done this book was.

So she invites me to lunch to pay me back for reading her book, and I gush about how great it is. I mean, I love this book, and I'm thrilled to not have to tell her it stinks on every level. And what happens? She gets ticked off. Totally and completely angry at the fact that I love her book. She thinks that I'm lying. Her low writer self-esteem apparently kicked into overdrive and she thought I was just trying to make her feel good about herself. She even accused me of not really reading her book closely, or I would have found major problems. Wait...what?

Sadly, she's still not talking to me, and I'm still chastising myself for agreeing to read her book, but perhaps time heals all wounds.
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And that's how my wildly bizarre weekend went. What about yours? Read any good books lately? I'd love to know. :)



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    Dragon Song

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