Christmas has always been a time for reflection for me and I’ve so many blessings to be thankful for this year, including you, my wonderful readers. Without you my job wouldn’t be as exciting as it is. Thank you for all you do. I wish you and your family a joyous holiday season. Merry Christmas! All material ©2005-2012 to Lily Graison
Since Christmas is fast approaching I thought I’d give a few glimpses into the Holiday stories I wrote for Tuesday Teaser. This week I have That First Christmas. Excerpt Travis heard the shower turn off and felt instantly nervous. It was silly really. He hadn’t been nervous around a woman in years. He certainly hadn’t went out of his way to impress one either, but here he was, standing in his living room staring at the first Christmas tree he’d ever bothered to cut. It was a great tree, though. He’d found it on the ridge, sitting off to itself. It wasn’t overly large but neither was his cabin. Anything bigger and they wouldn’t have managed with the thing in the room. He looked to the bathroom and turned, shrugging off his coat and hanging it on the peg by the door when he heard her humming behind the closed door. It opened a second later and he could only stare when she walked out. Her hair was pulled up high on her head, held in place by what looked to be pencils. A few tendrils dangled down her back and rested on the only thing she wore. A very short towel. It was barely decent. Water glistened on her ivory skin and all the blood in his body rushed south when she walked to the bed, turned her back to him and dropped the towel. Her perfect heart shaped bottom met his gaze and he must have made a sound because she turned suddenly, flashing him a quick peek at pert breasts, and lower things, before she gasped, grabbed the dropped towel from the floor, and quickly covered herself. That First Christmasby Lily Graison Meredith Gunter has always been Daddy’s little girl. Spoiled all her life, she’s never had to ask for anything and … Keep Reading!
Good morning! I’m guest blogging over at the Indie Romance Convention blogtoday. Head over for a chance to win a copy of my Holiday romance, Blame It OnThe Mistletoe! http://indieromanceconvention.blogspot.com/2012/12/lily-graison-guest-post.html Blame It On The MistletoeLily Graison When Macy Carter’s parents order her to bring her live-in boyfriend, Sean, home with her for Christmas she has no idea that her little white lie is just about to snowball into a fabrication of monstrous proportions. Sean isn’t her boyfriend, he’s her boss. Now she has to reveal the lie she’s been telling her family for the past two years or hastily concoct an elaborate ruse to fool them instead. When Macy tells Sean Mathis of her predicament he does what any gentleman would – he laughs and then agrees to help her out. Little does he know that one misplaced word in their little scheme will backfire and land them both in the hot-seat. Secluded in the mountains, surrounded by snow and good will, Sean and Macy can’t help looking like the perfect couple. So perfect that the family decides a Christmas wedding will make it a holiday none of them would ever forget! All material ©2005-2012 to Lily Graison
I’m pleased to welcome back author Kallysten to the blog today. She’s going to share a bit of her brand new book, Bodyguards with us and is offering up a few book swag packs as well. Bodyguards – QuickSilver Codex – Part 1 by Kallysten On the verge of her twentieth birthday, Vivien’s worries are those of a typical young woman: doing well in college, gaining more independence, and maybe managing to show Brad, her classmate and sometimes jogging partner, that she wouldn’t mind taking their burgeoning relationship to a different level. Everything changes in the blink of an eye. Vivien stumbles into a knife fight, watches a man die in front of her, and soon listens, stunned, as Brad and his brother Aedan tell her a story of magic, vampires and a murderous ruler intent on killing a princess in hiding – a tale in which she is the princess and heir to a realm she didn’t know existed. Vivien’s first instinct is to refuse to believe this incredible tale, even if it comes from a man she is attracted to. But when her self-proclaimed bodyguards use magic to take her to a different world, the edges of reality start blurring and Vivien has to figure out who she truly is. Excerpt In her dream, Vivien had run. Now, she remained frozen, unable to move as time flashed before her. It made no sense. None of it did. The dead man, still as a rock, with a knife in his chest, blood soaking into the ground under him. The other one, his knives twirling and gleaming as he attacked Brad. Brad’s very presence on this trail when he had had no way of knowing where she would be. The knife that he, too, handled effortlessly. Or rather, knives. The killing … Keep Reading!
Since Christmas is fast approaching I thought I’d give a few glimpses into the Holiday stories I wrote for Tuesday Teaser. This week I have Blame It On The Mistletoe. Excerpt Macy watched him expectantly, as did everyone else, and when he grinned and held up a large clump of mistletoe, laughter spilled across the room. “Where’s my wife at?” Gwen pushed her way through the crowd, leaning up on her tiptoes to accept Greg’s kiss. When they broke apart at last, laughter and cheers echoed off the walls. The mistletoe was hung as it was every year and everyone rushed to make sure they all had a turn under it. Everyone but her. She left the room, walking back to the kitchen. The table was set and the food laid out, waiting for everyone to gather in the dining room. Macy grabbed the washcloth and wiped the already spotless cabinets while the commotion in the other room grew. She heard her mother squeal, her laughter contagious, and she smiled while listening. Their silly little Christmas ritual was one of the many highlights of coming home for the holidays and every year she’d sat and watched until every last person in the room was kissed. Everyone but her. She sighed and dropped the cloth, turning her head when she heard someone behind her. Sean was standing in the doorway. “Let me guess,” she said. “They sent you in here for me?” “For a blonde, you’re rather smart.” “Hey,” she said, laughing. “No dumb blonde jokes from you. I get enough of those as it is.” He grinned and crossed the room, stopping once he reached her and turned, leaning back against the counter. “You should have told me your brothers were going to grill me on their little hunting expedition.” … Keep Reading!
Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday! Since the release of the Wicked Anthology is coming soon, I’ll be posting some of my favorite lines from the series, one book each week, until release day. This week’s six comes from Book 4 in the Wicked Series, Sweet Temptation, featuring Mick Sheppard, drummer for the band, and his leading lady, Faith Weston. “Are you just goin’ to sit there all day?” He focused his gaze on Faith and smiled before getting out of the SUV and walking toward the pond. “I was just enjoying the view,” he said, stopping when he reached her. “The view looks better up close.” She grinned and grabbed the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it to the ground. “Ever been skinny dippin’, city boy?” Wicked: The Seriesby Lily Graison The four men who make up the rock band, Wicked, the hottest act to hit the scene in years, have earned their wicked status without much help. They’re bad, sinfully delicious, and a temptation to every woman they meet. Gearing up for a worldwide tour, the guys are about to come face to face with the only women strong enough to tame them. But it’ll take more than a few smooth words to win the hearts of these ladies. When you can have any woman you want, how do you convince the one you can’t live without her? This Anthology will include ALL four books in the Wicked Series. Over 400 pages of those bad boy rock stars we can’t get enough of in EBOOK formats and PRINT! Wicked: Tempt Me NotWicked: Leather and LaceWicked: Jade ButterflyWicked: Sweet Temptation >>Releasing Fall 2012To be notified when this book is released, sign up for the Lily Graison Newsletter by filling in the form below! Subscribe to Lily’s mailing list … Keep Reading!
I have a special treat this week. The lovely Eden Summer’s is here to debut her brand new book, Sneaking A Peek. Help me in welcoming her here to the blog and read about her journey to publication. Taking the plunge into the great unknown and becoming a writer was so far out of left field that my own subconscious suffered whiplash. I’d never aspired to be an author. In high school I hated English. It bored me to death, so I spent a lot of time looking out the window daydreaming. I’ve always been a dreamer, a hopeless romantic and someone who can simply sit in silence and be entertained by their own thoughts. It wasn’t until I had my first child that I became an avid reader, and a few years later decided to put one of the bazillion story ideas in my head, onto paper. Then things took off at warp speed. I entered an RWA competition a month after I started writing and while waiting for the results I studied the craft. I joined RWA Australia and my brain became bombarded with rules and guidelines I never knew before. “Try to avoid these words – was, had, is, were, really, think, feel, like…” “Learn how to write in deep point-of-view.” “Don’t let your friends be your critique partners.” There was so much to learn and I began to read more critically too. My major problem though, was sticking to one project. I would start a story but become discouraged half way. Suddenly a huge brick wall would plaster itself in front of me and I couldn’t finish what I was writing. It wasn’t until December 2011, that I became completely fed up with starting projects and not finishing them. I was a plotter, I would spend days plotting entire stories that I never … Keep Reading!
Since Christmas is fast approaching I thought I’d give a few glimpses into the Holiday stories I wrote for Tuesday Teaser. This week I have That First Christmas. Excerpt “Feeling better?” Meredith turned her head, looking for the owner of the voice. She saw him an instant later, squatting in front of the fireplace, adding wood logs to the slowing growing blaze. “Where am I?” “My cabin,” he said, standing. “Your cabin?” She looked around the room. There were two chairs, a sofa, which she was currently occupying, a table by the left hand wall, and a bed on the wall opposite the only door she could see. One room? She was in a one-room shack with… She glanced at the man standing by the fire and her eyes widened. It was the Adonis from the road and he looked more nervous than she felt. “Why am I here?” she asked, slowly. “You fainted on the road.” “Oh.” “You’ve got a nasty cut on your head but it doesn’t need stitches. I didn’t see anything else wrong. Are you in pain?” Pain? Meredith squinted, doing a mental check and shook her head. “No. Nothing hurts other than my head.” “Good. The cut will heal. You’ll probably have a headache for a while but other than that, you’ll be fine.” He walked across the room and disappeared behind the sofa. She could hear him moving things around and lifted her head to see what he was doing. A small kitchen was directly behind her and another door that was closed. She sat up and that’s when she noticed her clothes. Or rather, her lack of clothes. “Oh my god, I’m naked!” she screamed, lying back down. Her head pounded instantly and she grabbed the blanket draped across her and held it … Keep Reading!
