Hi everyone--My guest today is new friend and new author, Milly Taiden. Milly has a great sense of humor and a great sense of HEAT! Check out the cover for her new release, Sharp Change. Milly will be giving one lucky commenter a $10 GC to Amazon! So generous! So don't forget to leave a comment with your email. Got it? Here's Milly!
I’ve become more outgoing. For a long time I was a quiet
person that couldn’t talk to men. When I started writing erotic romance I
noticed my ability to communicate with the opposite sex became much
more…evolved. I could flirt, joke, and speak plainly to any man without feeling
uncomfortable. WOW. But wait, that’s not all.
I’ve learned to embrace my sensuality. When I started
writing love scenes, I felt I needed to be more open, honest, and blunt. As my
husband says ‘say what you mean and mean what you say’. I needed to say what I
was picturing in a language that would capture the reader. And I also needed to
know what I was writing was accurate. That meant some fun research. Hehehe. My
husband will tell you he’s MORE than happy with my changes and research (at
least that’s what he says to me). I think when I finally let out the inner
erotic writer inside me, I became a new person.
I’ve stopped trying to fit in and learned to accept myself
as I am. For years I kept suppressing who I am because I was trying to fit into
a mold that wasn’t for me. I’ve opened the door to Milly and she’s not going
back inside the box.
Writing romance is very freeing. I love it and would never
change that. I tell people to be themselves. It’s the only way to live a happy
life. Maybe it wasn’t writing, maybe it was something else for others, but
whatever it was that has made them who they are today, they need to embrace it.
You are who you were meant to be. The question is: what made
you who you are today?
******
Here's a blurb and excerpt from Sharp Change! Remember to comment to win the GC!
Blurb:
Only the hottest sex can cool a wolf in heat...
After her sister is bitten by a werewolf, geneticist Sophia Reece begins researching shape-shifters and isolates a gene she calls Furry Beast—FB for short. But in her excitement over her discovery—dancing in the lab is never a good idea—she has a teeny little accident with the samples, one canine, one feline, and winds up landing on the syringes, pointy side up.
Werewolf Chase is head over heels in lust with Sophia. He can’t stop thinking about the human’s sexy body or how badly he wants to get her naked. But she acts as if he has fleas. So why, all of a sudden, does she stare at him like a wolf in heat? And what smells like cat?
When she experiences her first mating heat, Sophia isn’t prepared for the new feelings she’s experiencing, and her secret desire for Chase refuses to remain under wraps. For Chase, this is his wildest fantasy come true—to finally get his hands on the curvy, caramel-skinned Latina. But when some serious predators come sniffing around her research, Sophia will have to find out what she’s really made of, and Chase will have to decide if he’s man—or wolf—enough to make things permanent...
After her sister is bitten by a werewolf, geneticist Sophia Reece begins researching shape-shifters and isolates a gene she calls Furry Beast—FB for short. But in her excitement over her discovery—dancing in the lab is never a good idea—she has a teeny little accident with the samples, one canine, one feline, and winds up landing on the syringes, pointy side up.
Werewolf Chase is head over heels in lust with Sophia. He can’t stop thinking about the human’s sexy body or how badly he wants to get her naked. But she acts as if he has fleas. So why, all of a sudden, does she stare at him like a wolf in heat? And what smells like cat?
When she experiences her first mating heat, Sophia isn’t prepared for the new feelings she’s experiencing, and her secret desire for Chase refuses to remain under wraps. For Chase, this is his wildest fantasy come true—to finally get his hands on the curvy, caramel-skinned Latina. But when some serious predators come sniffing around her research, Sophia will have to find out what she’s really made of, and Chase will have to decide if he’s man—or wolf—enough to make things permanent...
Excerpt:
Chapter One
Holy hell!
She’d done it.
Sophia stared at the computer screen and couldn’t believe her eyes. Number and letter sequences in front of her drove her excitement. A slow sliver of fear raced up her spine when she thought of what could happen if the information got into the wrong hands, but it wasn’t enough to stop her from smiling ear to ear.
She’d finally singled out the particular chromosome in the DNA strand that made shape-shifters shift. This little baby was the hottest ticket in Shifterville. It’s what bonded with the rest of a person’s DNA and created the furry beast that lived inside them.
If it were a person she’d kiss it, hug it, probably spank it for being bad and making it so hard for her to find it. She grinned; she couldn’t help herself. Julia would be able to have a choice in life now after being attacked by a rogue werewolf the previous year.
The one positive outcome was that her sister had met River, the beta of his pack and her current husband. Talk about love at first bark. His animal had taken one look at her sister and had literally rolled over for her to pet his tummy. It was sweet and kind of creepy, considering how damn big he was in his wolf form.
River was a real nice guy too, but nothing beat freedom of choice in Sophia’s mind. He loved her sister and treated her better than any other man she’d ever been with, not to mention the man was absolutely gorgeous. Then there was his brother, the pack alpha.
Thoughts of Chase, the alpha of the Black Meadows pack, made her heart torpedo in her chest and rockets go off in her stomach. The better-than-a-sundae, delicious-looking man, with golden brown skin and enough muscles to share with his friends, turned her into a puddle of goo.
The man had so much sex appeal her girl parts were ready to lift a white flag in surrender just by looking at him. Even thinking of him made her tongue wag. Seeing him was like having your favorite desert and knowing you couldn’t eat it.
She was very aware of her physical appearance whenever he came around her. She was short, fat, and shy, and now that she’d hit thirty-two, she also felt old.
She had long ago given up on the idea of finding Mr. Right and had started focusing on Mr. Right Now. Unfortunately, that hadn’t worked out so well either. She ended up dating boring, geeky people, and sex tended to be nothing to write home about.
Shit, sex tended to be nothing she’d want to try again with any of those guys, having been responsible for her own orgasms for as long as she could remember. Heat crawled across her skin when she thought of the last guy she’d been with, Jake the Snake, before she’d moved to town. He was the reason she’d ended up looking for a new job.
He’d stolen her research and tried to pass it off as his own. Luckily, she always backed up her work with multiple copies and had months of data to prove the work was hers.
She blinked and squinted tired eyes, then rubbed cold fingers under her rimless glasses, drawing in a deep breath. A burst of energy rushed through her blood when she thought of what she’d just accomplished. Exhilaration made up for the lack of sleep. She’d been burning the candle at both ends working and doing her own private research.
She swatted away the guilt that tapped her shoulder over using the lab resources for her own experiment. Too much depended on the results of her first test to worry about being found out. And if she was—oh well, they did encourage “groundbreaking” and “outside the box” research.
Her sister Julia would have kittens if she knew. Or should she say puppies, now that Julia was a wolf shifter? The woman had been a straight pain before, but now that she had a dramatic animal inside, she’d taken theatrics to a whole new level. Her tears could appear and disappear faster than Superman at the scene of a crime.
As the older sister, Julia always wanted to take care of Sophia, so two years ago Julia had packed up her life and moved with Sophia to the town of Black Meadows.
Black Meadows was by no means a small town, but with only the research facility and a car plant, it was easy to see people as either scientists or engineers. Then there were the blue-collar plant workers and the small-business owners.
Looking through the microscope at the samples of the particularly special FB chromosome, Sophia had to smile. Yes, she had called the chromosome Furry Beast. It was her special way of keeping herself from losing her mind after working on this for what felt like forever.
Finally she’d pulled a sample of DNA from both sets of shifters and created a pure chromosome strand of cat and wolf. A slow smile slid across her face. She could swear she heard birds chirping and a Hallelujah Chorus above her head while she stared through the small eyepiece of her microscope.
“Goddamn, I fucking rock!” Laughter and excitement unlike any she’d ever experienced, not including meeting man-candy Chase, popped and fizzled through her until she was bouncing on her stool, grinning like a fool.
Now that she thought of man-candy Chase, her brain did the usual X-rated stripping of those rock-hard limbs. Mmm, man-candy Chase… He was her biggest temptation. If she had an affliction it was called Furry Beast Alpha, or FBA for short.
Side effects included, but were not limited to: making a woman stop, stare, and drool on the spot; panties somehow finding themselves off and thrown his way; and finally, if said subject were to smile, blacking out from sudden excitement.
She was still unable to figure out how one minute he could be smiling at her, and the next she would be sitting down on a chair counting fuzzy bunnies running across her field of vision.
Thank goodness she still hadn’t gone as far as the panty throwing, but she was tempted…God, she was tempted. Every single time she got near him, her hands itched to tear off the little slip of lace, wave her arm in the air, and yell “pick me, pick me!”
She giggled and bounced in her seat, causing her short hair to tickle the nape of her neck. Looking to celebrate, she turned on the radio at her desk to some dance mix. She stood up and stretched, lifting her white T-shirt in the process and showing her softly rounded belly. All alone in the lab, she didn’t care if she showed some skin.
Her full breasts strained against the cotton while her stonewashed jeans clung lovingly to her generous hips. When she bent down to stretch her back, the move made her jeans ride low, and cold air caressed her lower back enough to show off the one thing she had ever done to be wild—a tattoo of a pink and purple fairy on her upper right cheek. Thankfully, there was no one around to see that.
She started singing along completely off-key to some song that talked about being sexy and knowing it. Snorting to herself, she knew even singing it was a lie. There were no feelings of sexiness anywhere in her—they only happened when FBA was around.
She pulled out two syringes, filled each with both werecat and werewolf chromosome, and laid them on the small collection tube tray. She sang louder as she moved. It wasn’t like there was anyone around to hear her sad attempt at singing.
She needed to find her special vials so she wouldn’t confuse these specimens with any of her other samples. She put away the older mixed strands she wasn’t actively using in the cold storage only she had access to.
Because she was the head of the genetics department, she was allowed her own work space. It also meant she got a big lab to use for her research. Other than equipment and coded papers, the place was kept immaculate. Large and small machines were strategically placed to make the move of samples from one to the other quick and efficient, along with multiple computers and printers.
The lab was also really cold. Goose bumps broke on her caramel skin as she thought of the heater sitting by her desk. Outside the weather was beautiful, but an iceberg lived inside the building.
She knew complaining would do nothing, since the best way to keep instruments from growing bacteria was to keep them cold. She would have to go to her office, which was located right next door, to write her notes before she left, so at least there she’d be warm.
Bopping to the music, she was careful of the extension cable that crossed the floor. She’d used all the electrical plugs by her computer, so she’d run an extension cord to power the amplification machine.
Holding her precious tray of sharps, she walked toward her other metal table to get to her special colored vials.
Shaking her hips, she lifted one sneaker over the white cord and then the other. The cord caught on her right foot.
What came next she would later tell herself was due to her own stupidity at trying to sing, dance, and walk when she was not as coordinated as she liked to think.
Falling forward in a sickening loss off balance, she saw the floor rush up to meet her face. Instinctively she let go of the tray to stick her hands out and break her fall. Everything around her narrowed to just the sound of her breathing. Distantly, she heard the metal tray clatter across the concrete floor, and she landed on top of it.
Something stabbed her between her breasts.
She winced and picked herself up off the floor. The damn underwire in her bra, it always tended to break through the casing. She wouldn’t have bothered with them if they didn’t make her breasts look so lingerie-catalog good.
“Ouch, dammit!” Looking down at the tray, she saw that the sharps were not on the floor. Panic seized her, and sharp blades of terror stabbed her gut while she scanned the ground. A pinching sensation in her chest drew her attention to where the two long sharps dangled from the area between her breasts.
Icy fear numbed her brain and lodged in her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe. Frantic, she pulled the two long needles out carefully and examined the amount in each.
There was a minute amount missing from each of them.
A panicked scream wrenched out of her. Her first thought was to take a blood sample and check for any alterations in her DNA. After a second thought and some frenzied breathing, she decided a few days of wait were probably best. No notable change would show up straight away if there was a delayed reaction. If there had been any life altering changes to her DNA, she would see it for sure in a few days.
Tears of frustration filled her eyes. Had she destroyed all her hard work with a stupid accident? She’d have to wait until Monday when she returned to the lab to run tests, unless there were any strange occurrences sooner.
Her stomach churned at the thought of her foolishness, but there was not much she could do other than wait and see. She stood, carefully grabbed the two vials with shaky hands, and stored her previously untainted samples.
She secured her storage freezer with her fingerprint and voice, which turned on the double-locked safe. There was no way in hell she was going to take any chances with what was in there. It was a good thing the freezer was made of the thickest metal out there and resembled a bank vault.
She headed for her office. Her previous happiness turned into a desolate sense of impending doom when she thought of the notes she would have to write to detail the calamity from that night. Then she would head home for a nice long soak and finally catch up on much needed sleep. She was going to get the rest she’d denied herself for the past long months.
Holy hell!
She’d done it.
Sophia stared at the computer screen and couldn’t believe her eyes. Number and letter sequences in front of her drove her excitement. A slow sliver of fear raced up her spine when she thought of what could happen if the information got into the wrong hands, but it wasn’t enough to stop her from smiling ear to ear.
She’d finally singled out the particular chromosome in the DNA strand that made shape-shifters shift. This little baby was the hottest ticket in Shifterville. It’s what bonded with the rest of a person’s DNA and created the furry beast that lived inside them.
If it were a person she’d kiss it, hug it, probably spank it for being bad and making it so hard for her to find it. She grinned; she couldn’t help herself. Julia would be able to have a choice in life now after being attacked by a rogue werewolf the previous year.
The one positive outcome was that her sister had met River, the beta of his pack and her current husband. Talk about love at first bark. His animal had taken one look at her sister and had literally rolled over for her to pet his tummy. It was sweet and kind of creepy, considering how damn big he was in his wolf form.
River was a real nice guy too, but nothing beat freedom of choice in Sophia’s mind. He loved her sister and treated her better than any other man she’d ever been with, not to mention the man was absolutely gorgeous. Then there was his brother, the pack alpha.
Thoughts of Chase, the alpha of the Black Meadows pack, made her heart torpedo in her chest and rockets go off in her stomach. The better-than-a-sundae, delicious-looking man, with golden brown skin and enough muscles to share with his friends, turned her into a puddle of goo.
The man had so much sex appeal her girl parts were ready to lift a white flag in surrender just by looking at him. Even thinking of him made her tongue wag. Seeing him was like having your favorite desert and knowing you couldn’t eat it.
She was very aware of her physical appearance whenever he came around her. She was short, fat, and shy, and now that she’d hit thirty-two, she also felt old.
She had long ago given up on the idea of finding Mr. Right and had started focusing on Mr. Right Now. Unfortunately, that hadn’t worked out so well either. She ended up dating boring, geeky people, and sex tended to be nothing to write home about.
Shit, sex tended to be nothing she’d want to try again with any of those guys, having been responsible for her own orgasms for as long as she could remember. Heat crawled across her skin when she thought of the last guy she’d been with, Jake the Snake, before she’d moved to town. He was the reason she’d ended up looking for a new job.
He’d stolen her research and tried to pass it off as his own. Luckily, she always backed up her work with multiple copies and had months of data to prove the work was hers.
She blinked and squinted tired eyes, then rubbed cold fingers under her rimless glasses, drawing in a deep breath. A burst of energy rushed through her blood when she thought of what she’d just accomplished. Exhilaration made up for the lack of sleep. She’d been burning the candle at both ends working and doing her own private research.
She swatted away the guilt that tapped her shoulder over using the lab resources for her own experiment. Too much depended on the results of her first test to worry about being found out. And if she was—oh well, they did encourage “groundbreaking” and “outside the box” research.
Her sister Julia would have kittens if she knew. Or should she say puppies, now that Julia was a wolf shifter? The woman had been a straight pain before, but now that she had a dramatic animal inside, she’d taken theatrics to a whole new level. Her tears could appear and disappear faster than Superman at the scene of a crime.
As the older sister, Julia always wanted to take care of Sophia, so two years ago Julia had packed up her life and moved with Sophia to the town of Black Meadows.
Black Meadows was by no means a small town, but with only the research facility and a car plant, it was easy to see people as either scientists or engineers. Then there were the blue-collar plant workers and the small-business owners.
Looking through the microscope at the samples of the particularly special FB chromosome, Sophia had to smile. Yes, she had called the chromosome Furry Beast. It was her special way of keeping herself from losing her mind after working on this for what felt like forever.
Finally she’d pulled a sample of DNA from both sets of shifters and created a pure chromosome strand of cat and wolf. A slow smile slid across her face. She could swear she heard birds chirping and a Hallelujah Chorus above her head while she stared through the small eyepiece of her microscope.
“Goddamn, I fucking rock!” Laughter and excitement unlike any she’d ever experienced, not including meeting man-candy Chase, popped and fizzled through her until she was bouncing on her stool, grinning like a fool.
Now that she thought of man-candy Chase, her brain did the usual X-rated stripping of those rock-hard limbs. Mmm, man-candy Chase… He was her biggest temptation. If she had an affliction it was called Furry Beast Alpha, or FBA for short.
Side effects included, but were not limited to: making a woman stop, stare, and drool on the spot; panties somehow finding themselves off and thrown his way; and finally, if said subject were to smile, blacking out from sudden excitement.
She was still unable to figure out how one minute he could be smiling at her, and the next she would be sitting down on a chair counting fuzzy bunnies running across her field of vision.
Thank goodness she still hadn’t gone as far as the panty throwing, but she was tempted…God, she was tempted. Every single time she got near him, her hands itched to tear off the little slip of lace, wave her arm in the air, and yell “pick me, pick me!”
She giggled and bounced in her seat, causing her short hair to tickle the nape of her neck. Looking to celebrate, she turned on the radio at her desk to some dance mix. She stood up and stretched, lifting her white T-shirt in the process and showing her softly rounded belly. All alone in the lab, she didn’t care if she showed some skin.
Her full breasts strained against the cotton while her stonewashed jeans clung lovingly to her generous hips. When she bent down to stretch her back, the move made her jeans ride low, and cold air caressed her lower back enough to show off the one thing she had ever done to be wild—a tattoo of a pink and purple fairy on her upper right cheek. Thankfully, there was no one around to see that.
She started singing along completely off-key to some song that talked about being sexy and knowing it. Snorting to herself, she knew even singing it was a lie. There were no feelings of sexiness anywhere in her—they only happened when FBA was around.
She pulled out two syringes, filled each with both werecat and werewolf chromosome, and laid them on the small collection tube tray. She sang louder as she moved. It wasn’t like there was anyone around to hear her sad attempt at singing.
She needed to find her special vials so she wouldn’t confuse these specimens with any of her other samples. She put away the older mixed strands she wasn’t actively using in the cold storage only she had access to.
Because she was the head of the genetics department, she was allowed her own work space. It also meant she got a big lab to use for her research. Other than equipment and coded papers, the place was kept immaculate. Large and small machines were strategically placed to make the move of samples from one to the other quick and efficient, along with multiple computers and printers.
The lab was also really cold. Goose bumps broke on her caramel skin as she thought of the heater sitting by her desk. Outside the weather was beautiful, but an iceberg lived inside the building.
She knew complaining would do nothing, since the best way to keep instruments from growing bacteria was to keep them cold. She would have to go to her office, which was located right next door, to write her notes before she left, so at least there she’d be warm.
Bopping to the music, she was careful of the extension cable that crossed the floor. She’d used all the electrical plugs by her computer, so she’d run an extension cord to power the amplification machine.
Holding her precious tray of sharps, she walked toward her other metal table to get to her special colored vials.
Shaking her hips, she lifted one sneaker over the white cord and then the other. The cord caught on her right foot.
What came next she would later tell herself was due to her own stupidity at trying to sing, dance, and walk when she was not as coordinated as she liked to think.
Falling forward in a sickening loss off balance, she saw the floor rush up to meet her face. Instinctively she let go of the tray to stick her hands out and break her fall. Everything around her narrowed to just the sound of her breathing. Distantly, she heard the metal tray clatter across the concrete floor, and she landed on top of it.
Something stabbed her between her breasts.
She winced and picked herself up off the floor. The damn underwire in her bra, it always tended to break through the casing. She wouldn’t have bothered with them if they didn’t make her breasts look so lingerie-catalog good.
“Ouch, dammit!” Looking down at the tray, she saw that the sharps were not on the floor. Panic seized her, and sharp blades of terror stabbed her gut while she scanned the ground. A pinching sensation in her chest drew her attention to where the two long sharps dangled from the area between her breasts.
Icy fear numbed her brain and lodged in her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe. Frantic, she pulled the two long needles out carefully and examined the amount in each.
There was a minute amount missing from each of them.
A panicked scream wrenched out of her. Her first thought was to take a blood sample and check for any alterations in her DNA. After a second thought and some frenzied breathing, she decided a few days of wait were probably best. No notable change would show up straight away if there was a delayed reaction. If there had been any life altering changes to her DNA, she would see it for sure in a few days.
Tears of frustration filled her eyes. Had she destroyed all her hard work with a stupid accident? She’d have to wait until Monday when she returned to the lab to run tests, unless there were any strange occurrences sooner.
Her stomach churned at the thought of her foolishness, but there was not much she could do other than wait and see. She stood, carefully grabbed the two vials with shaky hands, and stored her previously untainted samples.
She secured her storage freezer with her fingerprint and voice, which turned on the double-locked safe. There was no way in hell she was going to take any chances with what was in there. It was a good thing the freezer was made of the thickest metal out there and resembled a bank vault.
She headed for her office. Her previous happiness turned into a desolate sense of impending doom when she thought of the notes she would have to write to detail the calamity from that night. Then she would head home for a nice long soak and finally catch up on much needed sleep. She was going to get the rest she’d denied herself for the past long months.
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Whoa. This book sounds great. Here's a bit on Milly and where you can find her and buy Sharp Change.
She began writing when she learned to put words together and her first book consisted of two homeless dogs living in a park for her second grade English class. She didn’t win a prize, but she acquired a love for writing that never went away.
When she’s not working full-time, texting with her best friend Heidi in England, chastising her son for pulling the dog’s ears, shopping with her sister Jewel or watching scary movies with her husband, she can be found writing on her laptop. She’s addicted to shoes, chocolate, Dunkin Donuts coffee and all Jimmy Thomas covers.
A major reader when she can get her hands on a good book, she loves reading all Mina Carter, Cynthia Eden, Cynthia Sax, Dianne Duvall and Laurann Dohner among others.
Contact Info.
Email: millytaiden@gmail.com
Website: http://www.millytaiden.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/millytaidenauthor
Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/millytaiden
Sharp Change Buy Links
Amazon buy link
http://www.amazon.com/Sharp-Change-Black-Meadow-ebook/dp/B0096SQF38/ref=pd_rhf_gw_p_t_1
ARe buy link
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Sounds like an interesting book, can't wait to read it!
ReplyDeletetiger-chick-1(at)hotmail(dot)com
Thanks Emily! I hope you enjoy it.
Deletecat and wolf...wow this will make for an interesting twist...does he really have fleas? ;)
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to reading more....congrats on the book.
Cheers
Elizabeth Knightbridge
decadentwriting@gmail.com
LOL! I can't comment on the fleas hahaha you'll have to read the book.
DeleteHi Milly,
ReplyDeleteLoving the cover. I'm so eager to read Sharp Change. Thanks for this chance.
Carol L
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Hi Carol! I love the cover too!! Thanks for participating :)
DeleteI saw this on Amazon the other day and just had to have it! I looks so good I'm hoping to get to it in the next day or two.
ReplyDeletesuz2(at)cox(dot)net
Hey Susan! I hope you like SC! I loved writing it.
DeleteSHARP CHANGE looks amazing. I loved the chapter thank you.
ReplyDeletemarypres(AT)gmail(DOT)com
Hi Mary I hope you like SC. Thanks for you comment :)
DeleteThank you so much for the chance!
ReplyDeleteKassandra
sionedkla@gmail.com
You're welcome Kassandra! Thanks for participating :)
DeleteCongratulations on the release. Sounds great! Being married to my hubby started me "growing up" to the person I am but really made me be the person I am was when my hubby went in for a simple operation and during his recovery at the hospital, he got an unusual infection. I fought for five months to keep him alive while he was in the hospital and continue to fight for his recovery even now 3 years later. The infection presented unusually and the final result was he has to live with strokes, seizures and being disabled. Definitely brought me out of my shell. jrobe 10689 at aol . com
ReplyDeleteHi Chris
DeleteHubby and I went through something similar 10 yrs ago. He needed multiple ops to survive. Spent months in the hospital. I watched him fight to live. It took years and over 15 surgeries to get on his feet. He's still trying to be strong. His strength and perseverance amaze me daily. He's a big source of inspiration. Thanks for sharing your story. :)
Sounds like a great read and I wish you the very best of success with it!
ReplyDeleteI have the same question as Elizabeth up there... Does he REALLY have fleas?? LOL
I look forward to reading the rest of your book.
Thank you for this chance to win!
~Ava~
dragonlady 029 @ aol . com
Hi Ava!
DeleteI think once you read about their thoughts on each other you'll see where the fleas come in. I love this couple :)
I am so grabbing this book this week. Thank you so much for sharing and for the great giveaway! I want to know how you build your world that your characters live in? I think that is a truly amazing part of reading, the different worlds that authors create.
ReplyDeleteslinkydennis@yahoo.com
Hi Rhonda. I write from what my mind sees. I need to try to describe as best as possible but its all in my head. When I visualize its whatever crazy stuff my brain put together lol.
DeleteThanks so much Tara! Welcome everyone :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a great boo. Please count me in. Thanks!
ReplyDeletegisu29(at)yahoo(dot)com
Thanks Gigi!
DeleteLove the cover. That is a great excerpt. Going to have to read to find out what happens. Thanks for the giveaway.
ReplyDeleteSue B
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Hi Kat. I hope you like SC. Thanks for participating.
DeleteThis one looks good! I love when Wolves and Felines go after each other ;P
ReplyDeletesummer_rose10@yahoo.com
Summer I do too! Tahnks for stopping by
DeleteI'm still just wading into shifter stories, but this looks fantastic!
ReplyDeletevitajex(at)aol(dot)com
Hi Vita I hope if you read it, you like it! Thanks!
DeleteWow awesome excerpt this is a must read for me .Shifters are my favorite paranormal being and I just have to say I love the cover .Have a great week.
ReplyDeleteflanagan@mebtel.net
I love shifters Wanda. But I also love writing contemp. I just love writing lol
DeleteI wish you authors would slow down in writing such great books - I can't keep up the funds to buy all the ones I want. :(
ReplyDeleteIn answer to your question I don't really think I have ever been anything but me. I've been outspoken, opinionated,caring of family and a bookworm all my life!
ilona
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Ilona that's great! People should be themselves all the time :)
DeleteSounds good,please enter me.
ReplyDeletecvsimpkins@msn.com
Thanks!
DeleteHi. Fleas, hmmm. Count me in.
ReplyDeleteHi Nancy lol
DeleteI can't comment on the fleas lol but I'm sure she'll go explore his body to see if he has some lol
Thank you Tara for the heads up on a new author for us!
ReplyDeleteCongrats Milly on your new release"Sharp Change". I love the excerpt. Sophia reads as a very strong female character. I love that she educated, and not a screaming wailing female victim that so many romances of any genre. I love the premise, and of course wolfshifters will always be my favorite in paranormal. I also love that Sophia isn't the perfect size 2. Your striking close to perfect in my love in m/f erotic romance...*S*
I wish you a screaming, or should I say howling success with this release, and many sales as well. I've definitely added your book to my gotta have list, and can't wait to read it..*S* I've been in a stretch of reading all m/m genre, but love finding authors I haven't read before.
Thank you for the giveaway Milly & Tara, and wish you both the best!
Darcy
pommawolf @hotmail.com
Thanks Darcy! I do hope if you read it you like it :D Sophia was a fun character to write. She's got interesting things going on inside :D
Deletecongrats on the release. it sounds like a fun read w/ an interesting twist to it.
ReplyDeletegamistress66 (at) aol (dot) com
Hi GAmistress, Thanks for stopping by. I did find writing SC to be quite fun :)
DeleteHi Milly. Congrats on your release. It must be very exciting for you. I know I'm excited! ;) I've just met you and your story. A story I'll be reading tonight. It all looks super HOT.
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Hi chris!
DeleteI am super excited! And honestly? Super scared. What is SC is just good in my mind? Lol its the stuff we writers have to deal with. I still love it and think its wonderful. Thanks for your lovely comments. I hope you enjoy it!
OMG!! This looks like SUCH a good book! I just ran over and bought it!! :-)
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on your new release Milly! Thanks for having Milly and spotlighting her book Tara!
In answer to your question, there wasn't any one thing that made me who I am today, just life in general. And I would like to believe that even at my age, I am continually changing. Who knows? ;-)
Off to finish the book I'm in the middle of so I can start Sharp Change!! Yay!
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Hi Kim!
DeleteThanks so much for your support and comments. I do agree with you, we're always changing. There's stuff I look back at that I say what the heck was I thinking? Lol. I think I've also lost some of the tolerance for some things lol. I'm turning into a grumpy old woman lmao
Hi Milly,
ReplyDeleteI haven't had a chance to Sharp Change yet, but I can't wait to.
And I completely understand about embracing who you really are. Books and writing helped me to do the same. I'm now known as 'the smutty one' at work. But we all get a good chuckle out of it. And I have more fun now.
Eden! You smutty woman you! lol
DeleteI hope you like SC. And I think we do have more fun when we stop suppressing who we are :D
Congrats Milly on the release of your book.
ReplyDeleteI guess just living where I do and growing up has made me who I am today. Sometimes I think though, that a person can do some little changes in themselves both with and without them knowing it. And sometimes I think having a life threatening experience can bring about some changes too.
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Hi Julianne!
DeleteThanks for your comment. Yes, life threatning experiences are probably the fastest ways to get a person to change. But I think life, experiences, etc all slowly build our character and personality. Thanks for coming.
Congrats on the book! I enjoyed the excerpt. The book sounds good.
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Hi! Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteWow that was great. Is there a book about Julia her sister? I will have to check out your books and find out. Thanks for the great excerpt!
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Hi Joanna!
DeleteThanks for participating!
Congrats on the new release Milly! Oh man! Sharp Change is right up my alley!
ReplyDeleteTo answer your question, there isn't really any ONE thing...I think it is a combination of things throughout my life (good & bad) that have made me who I am today.
Thank you Tara for hosting and bringing Milly to us!
Thank you Milly for sharing your thoughts and your book with us. Oh, and for offering us a prize ;)
teresa dot miller at tigerblossom dot com
Hi Teresa! Thanks so much for stopping by! Good luck. If you happen to read SC I hope you like it :)
DeleteCongrats! this book looks great, i love the blurb!
ReplyDeletemiriam.whitewolf@gmail.com
Hi Miriam! Thanks a lot. I hope you like it.
DeleteCongrats on the release. Great excerpt and awesome cover. Thanks for the chance.
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Congrats on your release! A book with a curvy girl in heat? Too cute! I love a nice shifter male, hope it's hot!
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Love the sound of this one!! I can't wait to read it. But which heat is she in? Feline or canine? Or is it a double whammy?
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Ok everyone Thanks for participating. Will anounce the winner in a sec!
ReplyDelete$10 amazon gc Winner is... Ms. Pommawolf Emeraldwolfeyes! Congrats! Will send you an email...but wait! I was feeling nice and decided to give a 2nd place $5 gc as a bonus. Winner is....Eden Summers. Congrats to both winners.
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