Monday, March 31, 2014

New Release and Character Interview from A.S. Fenichel


Welcome back to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked! Today, A.S. Fenichel stops by on her blog tour for her newest release Joshua's Mistake, and a character interview with her hero. This tale is a hot and sexy sequel to Kane's Bounty, and continues Ms. Fenichel's paranormal romance series.

Interview with Joshua Lakeland from Joshua’s Mistake

A.S.: Joshua, we know that you’re a psychic government agent. Tell us how you came to join such a dangerous organization?

Joshua: I didn’t really join. I was recruited at a young age.

A.S.: Where were you before you were recruited?

Joshua: My brother Kane and I were living in an orphanage somewhere in the southern part of the United States.

A.S.: Can you tell us what happened?

Joshua: I was five or six, my psi gifts had already begun to show up in little ways. One day two men came and took me away. After that, I was trained to use my psi skills. I was taught to fight and survive in any conditions. When I was older I began getting assignments from the FBI and CIA.

A.S.: What happened to Kane?

Joshua: He was recruited a few years later by another organization. He became a bounty hunter, but I didn’t see him again for many years.

A.S.: That must have been difficult for you.

Joshua: (casual shrug) We found each other. That’s all that matters.

A.S.: Are you still working for the same organization?

Joshua: For the moment, but I’ve been thinking for a long time that it might be time to open my own agency. I want to make sure that people with psychic powers are not used for the wrong reasons or at least give them a viable choice of where to work. Some get taken advantage of, but for some the lure of a big payday is too seductive. When I open the Psi Alliance, it will be different.

A.S.: I understand there’s some resistance to you going private sector.

Joshua: (another shrug) The people who matter are in my corner. Tessa and I will make a go of it.

A.S.: But didn’t you and Tessa Clark meet under unpleasant circumstances? Weren’t you ordered to take information from her mind by force?

Joshua: You know, I’m grateful for only one thing, the greed and fear of some officials brought Tessa into my life. I don’t owe them anything. I gave it all already.

A.S.: You didn’t answer the question.

Joshua: (a wicked smile) I guess you’ll just have to read the book…

If you're interested in reading Joshua's Mistake, you can find it:
Ellora's Cave
Amazon
Barnes & Noble
Kobo

Here's the blurb:

Accused of treason and the murder of her Psychic Special Forces team, Tessa is in the custody of the FBI. She’s shocked and terrified when the most powerful Psi Agent in the world shows up to probe her mind and discover her guilt or innocence.

Joshua never expected to find a victim of one of his probes attractive, but he can’t seem to leave her behind when all hell breaks loose. Saving the stunning blonde means being drawn into a psychic war that will definitely end his career—and likely both of their lives.

The rhythm of their psychic auras hums to perfection and neither can fight the bond, but it’s all ripped away by a madman with a grudge. Tessa falls into a coma, and Joshua will have to risk his heart and soul to pull her back from the brink.

Excerpt

Joshua got up from the farm table. “I’ll be back in a little while. Peggy, can you show Tessa where she can rest?”

Peggy smiled warmly. “Of course. You’ll be wanting a shower too. If you give me those clothes, I’ll get them in the washing machine and have them clean when you wake up.”

“You’re very kind, Mrs. Flack.”
She waved a bony hand in dismissal. “You just call me Peggy. Everyone does.”

Tessa had said all the right things to Peggy. She had been polite and controlled her emotions. Inside, she was just short of full on panic. He was leaving her. Who could blame him? Tessa didn’t want to alarm the Flacks so she remained silent, yet practically screamed in her mind, “Where the hell are you going? Are you leaving me here?”

Part of her wanted him to hear and another part of her understood why he would want to get as far away from her as possible. Just because she could feel his emotions didn’t mean he would sense hers. He was undoubtedly very practiced at closing off his mind. If he was really a level ten psychic, he would have to just to stay sane.

He’d likely get killed if he stayed with her. At least he’d gotten her to a place where she could try to catch a few hours of sleep and then she’d be on the run. Probably for the rest of her life, however long that might be.

From the way his head spun around, she might as well have spoken out loud. His eyes widened and then he stalked toward her. He was visceral and terrifying. His body language said he wanted her and he might take her right there in the kitchen.

Tessa held her ground in the center of the old linoleum floor. She didn’t know if she wanted to move closer or run away. Everything about Joshua made her at once, curious, aroused and afraid.

Bill cleared his throat and walked out the door with his shotgun in his hand.

Peggy said, “Well, um…I’ll just wait for you in the next room, Tessa dear.”

Joshua didn’t stop until he was standing with only a sliver of light between them. She had to crane her neck to look up at him. His mouth came within a centimeter of hers, but he never touched her.

“I’m not leaving you.”

Her heart pounded in her chest and her stomach clenched painfully. “I can take care of myself.”

One side of his mouth lifted. His right hand came up and calloused fingers slid across her cheekbone. He was powerful. He could kill her. If his psi rating was true, he could likely kill her without touching her, but he could just as easily snap her neck. She could defend herself, but what would be the point. This was Joshua Lakeland. Eventually he would win.

Those same fingers continued until they were threaded through her hair and he forced her to look him in the eye. “I know you can, Tessa. I’m not leaving because I don’t want to leave you. I can’t explain why, but we’re in this together. You’re going to have to learn to trust me.”

She had to force air into her lungs. “I’ve already taken several leaps of faith. You just said you were leaving. If you want to go, then go.”

He shook his head, but didn’t release her. “I’m going to get rid of the car. I don’t want to get picked up by the local police because we made a rookie mistake and kept a stolen car too long.”

“Oh.” She could feel her cheeks flushing.

His left hand came up and cupped her other cheek. He ran a thumb along her bottom lip. She wanted to be impervious to his attention, but her body trembled at his touch.

His mouth drew closer. His breath mingled with hers as her lips separated partially in shock at what was about to happen and partially in need of his kiss. Those deep blue eyes locked with hers and she couldn’t blink or look away. He scanned her face to her lips, closed his eyes and stepped away.

Tessa’s instinct told her she should throw her arms around his neck and take the kiss he’d nearly given. Her cautious nature kept her feet planted in the spot on the linoleum.

Only the sound of heavy breathing filled the kitchen for several ticks of the clock.

“I’ll be back in a little while. You’d better get some rest.” Joshua walked out the kitchen door into the yard.

Thanks for stopping by and happy reading! :)

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Snippet Sunday - Bronco's Rough Ride - An Odd Request


Welcome to the Snippet Sunday on the Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked. Thank you so much for visiting. If you choose to comment today, I really appreciate it. The snippets are from my upcoming release, Bronco's Rough Ride, a military romantic suspense set in Las Vegas. It's a prequel to The Navy's Ghost, set 10 years earlier. No paranormal critters in this one, though there's plenty of kick-ass adventure and hot sex. You can read last week's snippet HERE.

Chief Petty Officer John "Bronco" Andrews has never encountered this situation in all his years as a SEAL operator. And now the detective playing the dangerous game with him needs him to do something for her...

Bronco wished he could ask her to repeat the question. Officer Lindsey Jarvis from the Las Vegas Metro Police Department wanted him to get a hard-on for her? Of all the things he’d been required to do as a SEAL in the US Navy, this had to be the oddest request ever. Not that it would be too difficult with her soft touches, sultry voice, and her exquisite body. Had he seen the woman in a bar, wearing the slinky black dress with a slit up to her ass, he would have made a play for her immediately.

Of course, in his current state, he wouldn’t be making a play for anyone until he got out of this situation. It had looked bleak until she’d walked in and told him who she was. Then possibilities had bloomed in his mind faster than he could lock on them. Must be the fucking drugs. They befuddled his mind for all they left him conscious. He hadn’t forgotten who he was, but the details of how he’d gotten here had fallen into obscurity. As far as he knew, he’d been on leave on his way…somewhere. Now he lay strapped to another bench of some kind, naked, with his body still unresponsive.

Ah, but at least Bronco has some fun company. ;) There are several great authors on the Weekend Writing Warrior list and in the Snippet Sunday Facebook group. A few of my favorites are Anastasia Vitsky, SJ Maylee, Gem Sivad, Goran Zidar, Zee Monodee, Veronica Scott, and Karla Doyle.

If you're interested in more from Bronco's Rough Ride, here's the blurb:

What happens in Vegas, stays in the heart...

Chief Petty Officer John "Bronco" Andrews only meant to stay one night in Vegas for a little R&R before resuming his duties as a US Navy SEAL in Coronado. But someone slips him a mickey in the bar and he finds himself in Madame LeBeau's sex trade. As the product. Doped up on ketamine to keep him docile, Bronco has no choice but to let it ride.

Detective Lindsey Jarvis has been undercover in LeBeau's sex slave racket for two years and she almost has enough evidence to take it down. Between abduction, prostitution, and murder, she has LeBeau by the short hairs. All she needs is a "product". John is the perfect witness if she can get him out before the drugs shut down his heart. Then she'll be free to start a normal life.

Lindsey doesn't count on her overwhelming attraction for Bronco or her need to see him through detox. But she's a cop in Vegas and he's a Navy SEAL, two lifestyles with too much unpredictability to maintain a relationship. Neither have time for more than one wild rough ride, and what happens in Vegas, stays. Forever.

It's now available at Smashwords, Amazon, and All Romance eBooks. Thanks so much for stopping by and happy reading. :)

Friday, March 28, 2014

#ThursThreads - Week 114 - Winners


Week 114 of #ThursThreads had some terrific tales and a great turnout. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers and read your stories. Thank you for coming back again and again to write and for helping me celebrate these years of flash. It was also wonderful to have some new folks stop by. Welcome! Great thanks to Fred Edwards for judging this week. Be sure to check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on FB to keep up with news, etc. And just a reminder: There will be NO #THURSTHREADS next week. I'll catch you on April 10th.

Entries:
  • Silver James | @SilverJames_
  • Olivia Starke | @OliviaStarke
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
  • Richard Gibney | @ragtaggiggagon
  • Sandra Bunino | @SandraBunino
  • Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
  • David Kluge
  • Charles W Jones | @ChuckWesJ
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • Anna Lund | @AnnaLund2011
  • Anne Odom | @AFOdom
  • Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
  • Hunter Frost | @HunterFrostMM
Fred says: All the submissions were great! It was tough to judge.

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Silver James | @SilverJames_

Richard Gibney | @ragtaggiggagon

Siobhan Muir| @SiobhanMuir
Fred says: I loved how you all sucked me into each of your worlds in so few words. I liked how all created a world and drew me into it. Also I liked the writing style as it was easy to read in all of them.

Week 114 Winner



Fred says: I especially enjoyed how the author took on the challenge phrase and made it part of the story. The story kept my interest, I enjoyed how it unfolded and it was easy for my antihistamine laden brain to follow - I’ve been fighting a cold – so “easy to read” and “capturing my interest” were key.

“You want a what?” I twisted my yellowing over-dyed hair into a knot and secured it with a pair of pencils.

“Cupcake vodka, with Limoncello, and a twist of lemon for garnish.”

“Here.” I passed her a slice of lemon poundcake and poured a splash of vodka over the top.

“That’s disgusting, Lu.”

“Well it’s the best you’re gonna get, because I don’t have all the rest of that crap.” I grabbed a cold beer for myself.

Ella scrunched up her nose but shoved the cake in her mouth just the same. “Who is it tonight?”

“Jogger. He runs alone. Passes in front around 10PM.”

“So what’s the plan?”

“He thinks he’s safe in the dark, what with being a man.” I knocked back a good half my beer and belched. “He heads to the park and runs off track into the wooded area. No idea why. But good cover for us.”

“Simple and clean.” Ella picked up her duffle. “Got fresh empty blood bags. Small ice chest for the organs. Better organ preservation bags, since the last one leaked. Oh, and refills of Celsior solution.”

“Excellent.” I strapped on my knives, downed the rest of the beer, and tossed the can across the room into recycling. “Two points! Now let’s go get the man.”

Congratulations Winner Anne, Silver and Richard! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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