In anticipation of the September 30th release of Champion, my next in the Studs in Spurs professional bull rider series, I bring you this month’s desktop calendar wallpaper. Enjoy! And feel free to share.
Judging by the look of the September calendar, it’s going to be a busy month with mass market, eBook and trade paperback releases for 3 different titles!
SEPTEMBER 2 – I’ll head right from Labor Day on Sept 1st, to the mass market paperback release of my USA Today bestseller ONE NIGHT WITH A COWBOY. Keep your eye out for it on a store shelf near you.
SEPTEMBER 16 – It feels like a long wait since NIGHT WITH A SEAL (Hot SEALs #1) released in July, but SAVED BY A SEAL (Hot SEALs #2) is almost here. If all goes well, fingers crossed, I’ll have the trade paperback and the eBook out on the same day.
SEPTEMBER 30 – Yes! CHAMPION, the next Studs in Spurs novel, will be out in eBook the end of this month!
As we head into the long Labor Day holiday weekend here in the United States, this is your public service announcement.
Take time to …
ESCAPE. IMAGINE. READ.
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Your August 2014 Desktop Wallpaper is here! Inspired by a quote from my sexy Navy SEAL Jon in NIGHT WITH A SEAL (Hot SEALs, Book 1) available now in eBook and Paperback and coming shortly in Audio, this wallpaper comes both with or without a calendar page.
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Where the heck has June gone?! I mean I blink and it’s almost July 4th weekend?! Anyway, here is your July installment of hot desktop computer wallpaper, available with or without a July 2014 calendar page. Feel free to download and to share.
And if you like hot alpha Navy SEAL heroes in your romance books, don’t forget to grab your preorder for Hot Alpha SEALs on Amazon while it’s still 99 cents for 12 novella by 12 of some of your favorite military romance authors.
This hefty box set, weighing in at just under 400,000 words, will release on July 22nd and before you ask, yes, we’ll eventually have it up for sale on all the usual eBook vendors, but no, it is not going to print in paperback. It is a limited time promotional bundle that will come off sale in a few months.
For those of you following my promo, THIS is the box set that my new Hot SEALs series will debut in and until September, it’s the only place to get Book 1 in the series, NIGHT WITH A SEAL.
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Say hello to Jon, the hero from NIGHT WITH A SEAL (Hot SEALs, Book 1), the launch novella in my new Contemporary Romantic Suspense HOT SEALs series, releasing Summer 2014 in a multi-author box set featuring SEALs! He’s featured on this month’s desktop wallpaper, available for free download. Feel free to share with a friend. And don’t miss the sneak peek of Jon’s story below.
Night with a SEAL (Hot SEALs, Book 1)
Ten years of dedication to the Navy taught SEAL Jon Rudnick one thing—he’s not afraid to risk life and limb for his country. But when navigating military red tape begins to present more challenges than the enemy it makes Jon question his future. So does Alison Cressly, the woman he can’t get out of his head.
When Ali’s life is threatened and military rules won’t allow him to intervene, Jon decides it’s time to take back control.
A team of sexy SEALs, a terrorist threat, and an attraction that can’t be denied . . . it all comes together in this launch of the new Hot SEALs romantic suspense series from New York Times and USA Today bestselling contemporary romance author Cat Johnson.
Excerpt from NIGHT WITH A SEAL
Jon’s stare caught hers. Ali held it for longer than was proper for accidental eye contact. Feeling her cheeks heat, she yanked her gaze away.
“Holy shit. Look at the time. It’s almost midnight.” Rick’s announcement pulled Ali out of wallowing in her embarrassment.
She glanced at the screen on the muted television and saw the countdown had begun. The numbers on the screen said it was thirty seconds to midnight.
“I’m ready to toast to the end of this shitty year.” Thom raised his glass.
“Your divorce. My knee surgery. I’m right there with you, man. It was a shit year.” Rick held up his own short glass of liquor and Ali realized all the guys had abandoned drinking beer and settled on just the hard stuff.
“We’re all on the right side of the dirt, aren’t we?” Chris asked. He raised his glass to Thom and then to Rick. “Divorce and knee surgery aside, we’re all standing here together, safe and whole. If this was a shit year, I hope next year is just as shitty.”
“Amen to that.” Darci’s soft declaration came from closer to Ali than she’d expected.
Unexpectedly choked up at the words and the meaning behind them, Ali turned and clinked her glass to Darci’s. “Amen.”
The giant numbers had continued flashing on the television during Chris’s speech until the guests echoed the countdown aloud.
“. . . three, two, one.” The room resonated with a deep, loud, “Happy New Year” that could only be produced by a team of men used to working together. She laughed when she got a look at the coordinated toast made by the circle of guys, shoulder to shoulder, glasses raised high as they all met in the middle.
Then the moment passed. The circle broke and there was back slapping and hand shakes for everyone.
Chris broke off from the revelry and made a beeline for Darci.
“I’m not getting screwed out of a New Year’s kiss.” He tipped his head toward the guys. “They’re all too ugly, so it’s gotta be you, darlin’.”
Grinning wide, Chris reeled in Darci with one arm, dipped her deep and gave her a kiss worthy of one of those corny old black and white movies.
Ali watched, wide-eyed, from not a foot away. There was quite a lot of intrigue surrounding her. If she wasn’t mistaken, Chris liked Darci, while Darci was interested in Zane. And Zane apparently wanted any girl in his phone willing to text him back for a booty call. It all felt very high school, especially when Ali’s own crush stepped into her line of vision and her heart began to pound like she was a teenager again.
Jon put his glass down on the counter. “Happy New Year.”
She turned to fully face him. “Happy New Year.”
Not sure exactly what to do—shake his hand, kiss him on the cheek, kiss him on the lips—she waited for him to make the first move. And oh, boy, did he make one hell of a move as he palmed her face, leaned in and crashed his lips against hers.
Jon planted one hell of a kiss, dead on her mouth, while she stood there with a glass in one hand and uncertain what to do with the other. As the kiss went on for far longer than a peck, she reached blindly for him and looped the fingers of her free hand into his waistband.
Drawing in a breath through his nose, Jon moved one leg forward to nestle his thigh between hers. Pressing closer, he thrust his tongue between her lips.
She felt ridiculous still holding her glass, but couldn’t see to put it down. It didn’t matter anyway. The sounds in the room permeated the private bubble Jon’s kiss put her in and reminded her they were by no means alone. Feeling the erection pressing against her, she wished they were alone. But the taste of the scotch he’d been drinking was a reminder that unlike in July, tonight Jon wasn’t sober.
He’d been polite and pleasant but definitely aloof all night, but now, many drinks later, he was all over her. There was nothing like some straight alcohol to make a man horny.
Ali pulled back, breaking the kiss as her mind spun for something to say.
Jon took a step back and dropped his hold on her. “I’m sorry. That was . . .”
“The holiday? The scotch? The fact you’re happy to be home and alive.” She smiled. “Really, Jon, it’s all right.”
He laughed and shook his head. “Inappropriate was the word I was going for, but yeah, the rest of those all apply too.”
She waited. For him to ask her out. For him to suggest they go somewhere more private. For basically anything.
Jon hooked a thumb toward Rick’s bedroom door. “I’m gonna go hit the head.”
That was the last thing she’d expected, but she nodded. “Okay.”