Posted in Brothers of Mayhem series, excerpt, Naked Heat

Excerpt from Naked Heat

Naked Heat should be coming out in February. It’s Wolf’s story. Now you get to meet his heroine, Sofia Cruz, beloved cousin of Toro. Toro is the leader of the Thirty-Second gang and mortal enemy of the Mayhem Brothers. Think Westside Story with a happy ending. All my books have happy endings.

Sofia and Wolf are at the Brothers of Mayhem clubhouse.

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They weeded their way through the crowd. A couple brothers slapped Wolf on the back and a few more nodded his way, but none paid her any attention. Were they used to him being handcuffed to a woman? They finally stopped at a bar that sat in one corner.

“What do you want to drink?” he asked.

“I’m not drinking a beer this early in the morning.”

“No alcohol is served an hour before church. So how about a soda or water?”

By the grin on his face, she felt silly for what she’d said. “Water would be nice.”

“Water for the lady, prospect.”

The man tossed a bottle his way. Wolf easily caught it one handed. His grin widened. His arms circled her as he twisted the cap and then handed the bottle to her.

“Thank you.” She took a large swallow.

“That’s one of the things I liked about you. Always so polite.” He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Sofia wanted to melt into his touch, and his sweet talking always caused her to blush. The way he looked at her with such tenderness had her heart pounding. She wanted to run her tongue up the side of his cheek. The man was dangerous to her self respect. He had been the one to dump her. Then again, any chance of them being a couple — what with the Mayhem versus Thirty-Second situation — was doomed.

“Who do you have here?”

The man with the deep voice had a crooked nose and deep scar across one high cheekbone, warning anyone who saw him that he knew all about pain. He leaned over the bar and grabbed a soda, his long braid swinging over a shoulder. With his black hair, tanned skin, and dark brown almost black eyes, he looked to be a Native American.

“Sofia, this is Cutter. Our VP.”

Without thinking, she reached out to shake his hand and came up short. The handcuffs stopping her. Heat seeped into her cheeks.

“What the f**k, man? Do you have to shackle your women now?” Cutter’s eyebrows lifted as he laughed.

Even if she could think of something to say, she doubted he or any Mayhem Brother would consider helping her if she asked.

“Long story. I’ll tell you after church.” Wolf nodded to where an older blond man walked down the stairs, stopping every couple feet to make a comment or point and laugh. “The asshole does love being president,” Wolf muttered.

“Yeah.” Cutter glanced her way before shaking his head at Wolf. “Later.”

The crowd started moving toward a door at the other side of the huge room.

Finally, he would have to un-cuff her. She lifted her arm.

“I’ll see you inside. The boss will be happy to see you made it.” Cutter slapped Wolf on the back and walked away.

“In a sec.” Wolf turned to her. The apologetic look alerted her that she wouldn’t like what he planned next. “Come over here.” She wasn’t sure why he thought it necessary to tell her that. It wasn’t like she had a choice.

He led her to the end of the bar where a thin pipe came out of the wall about eye level to Wolf and disappeared into the floor.

“No! Don’t you leave me chained up like a dog. You let me go.” With a simple click of a key, he attached his end of the handcuff around the pipe.

“I can’t risk you leaving. You’ll be safer here.”

“Are you crazy?” She leaned forward. “It’s like leaving out a bag of blow on a coffee table and not expecting a junkie to touch it,” she whispered.

His smile returned. That beautiful flash of white that always made her heart skip a beat. Damn him for being so sexy. With her emotions going from terrified to anger to desire, no wonder she felt dizzy every time he touched her.

“You’re no old bag, and I’ll break anyone’s hand if they touch you.” He caressed her cheek with the back of one knuckle. The sweet look he gave her brought warmth to her face.

She was in hell, and she had the hots for the devil himself.

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Posted in Brothers of Mayhem series, excerpt, Naked Heat

Excerpt from NAKED HEAT

I thought you might be interested in a little excerpt from NAKED HEAT.

A scene when the heroine remembers meeting Wolf Savalas for the first time.

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Calling him adorable was like calling a grizzly cuddly.

He’d noticed her standing a couple feet away with her hand over her mouth, trying to hide her laughter.

“What the hell’s the difference between a glaze, rub, and brine? I told them not to send me. What the hell? Thanksgiving isn’t for another two weeks.” He shook his head, tossing black hair into his eyes while the rest fell over his ears and straight around the nape of his neck.

His pale blue eyes peeked between the dark strands. God, they were almost otherworldly as he watched her. She guessed him to be taller than her cousin. That would make him easily six-three. The plain beaten-up brown leather jacket looked perfect for his olive skin and that gorgeous hair, giving him a bad boy look. She did have a problem being attracted to bad boys. She really needed to stay away from men like her soon-to-be ex-husband.

Turning on her heel, she made two steps before a hand reached out and lightly touched her arm. “Sorry, beautiful, but I have a feeling you know the difference. Could you help?”

Unable to say no when asked so nicely, she faced him and smiled. No one had called her beautiful before, and she didn’t care he was lying to assure her help. She blushed. He smiled back, and she knew she was screwed.

If she hadn’t been in the final stage of an ugly divorce, he would’ve had her panties off that afternoon when they met for coffee.

That had been the beginning of the most exhilarating time of her life. They’d seen each other almost everyday for the first three weeks though most times it had been only an hour or so. They talked about their childhood and their plans for the future, but never about their current life. Except on their second week together, she did mention she was going through a divorce, and her voice had cracked. His eyes had filled with compassion. Later, when he walked her to her car, he’d kissed her. It had been heaven.

Posted in Giveaways, My Books

Let’s Party Like It’s July 11!

PrintI couldn’t resist using that title.

Anyway, on July 11, I will be with a group of writers on Facebook giving away all kinds of goodies. My giveaway/post slot is 9 to 9:30 p.m. central time USA. (10-10:30 eastern; 8-8:30 mountain; 7-7:30 p.m. west coast).

I will be giving away Brothers of Mayhem cups (US only) and gift cards (US or International). So be sure to type it on your calendar and show up. Of course, I’m sure you’re wondering who are the other authors?

Jade Chandler (it’s her party)
Gillian Archer
Christi Barth
Claudia Connor
Ja Dena
Sarah Leyton
Carla Swafford (Me!!)

Considering what we all write, I have a feeling there will be lots of pictures of good looking men.

Go to the link below and click on Going or Interested.
https://www.facebook.com/events/1647867522203540/

Hope to see you there!

Posted in Brothers of Mayhem series, excerpt, Hidden Heat, Special Price

A Real Deal

My book, HIDDEN HEAT, is on sale for 99 cents. Presently, it’s on sale at Amazon and Kobo. Probably by Wednesday, it will be on sale at B&N and elsewhere. Remember that it only comes in e-format.

Hidden Heat_Swafford

Here’s a small excerpt.

Her gaze moved over the hood of the car and skidded to a stop on the man leaning against the bar’s outside wall facing the car. He inhaled on a cigarette and continued to watch her. Thorn. That was what Stonewall called him.

His eyes squinted against the bright sun. No sign of embarrassment in being caught staring, he remained there, one foot flat against the brick and a thumb hooked on a belt loop, taking another long draw. Silver rings on long fingers glistened in the sun. How long had he been there?

With a flick of his finger, the cigarette stub sailed over the hood to the asphalt parking lot.

Please go away.

Posted in My Books, Odd Observation

Helpful, Friendly Book Stores

Hidden Heat_SwaffordSome of you know (if you live in the Birmingham area) the Book Rack that use to be in Roebuck was bought out years ago and moved to Trussville near Kohl’s.  It has a new owner again, and DeDe is romance friendly.  New address – see below. YAY!

Be sure to go by and visit her store. So nicely put together.

Whenever I go by a used book store, I check to see if they have my book(s) there. So far none.

I believe it could mean 1) not enough were sold to be sitting in a used book store, 2) people hated them so much, they threw them away, 3) they are sitting in TBR piles (that’s why I hate TBR piles) or 4) they loved them, and they’re on their favorite bookshelf.  With my crazy imagination, it’s got to be number 4.  LOL!

DeDe’s Book Rack

104 S Chalkville Rd, Suite 101

Trussville, AL 35173

She’s on Facebook too. Go and click like.