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Kissinger Kisses, Book Three

Dexter Zegray is up to his eyeballs in diapers and formula. That’s what happens when a baby that isn’t even his gets dropped off on his doorstep and his teenage brother – the father – decides to run off to “figure stuff out.” Dex wishes he could run away, too, but that’s not an option.

Zoe Bradley has for months successfully avoided getting caught in the Casanova trap that is Dex Zegray. But when he comes into Decadence with baby in tow, asking for help, she can’t resist the little girl or the man who might just be more than the philanderer name tag she’s assigned him.

Dex needs a nanny, and Zoe’s the only one with the time to do it. But will forced togetherness open Zoe’s eyes to his true charms? And why does it have to be precisely when he’s unavailable?

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He ran a hand over his hair, not knowing where to start but knowing he had to say something to diffuse the tension thickening the air. “Look, I know I handled the other day badly.”

She gave a little snort that could have been in disgust or a short burst of laughter. He had no idea which but had to power on, regardless.

“You do things to me, I admit it. If it were any other time, or a different set of circumstances, you know I would be on you faster than you could take your next breath.”

There was a hitch in that next breath, a sign he was not doing this right, or he was doing it right, but not for the result he knew he should want—for her to go back to professional and friendly, instead of tempting him to break his own rules.

“I really need you to be here for Phoebe. I can’t change how I feel about the best course of action with her. I have to give her my attention and my time. If you and I started anything, I wouldn’t be doing that. I’d be jeopardizing the best thing that’s come into her life recently.”

“Sure.” She crossed her arms over that chest he’d dreamed of. She had his own breath hitching, though more quietly.

“Look at how awkward we’re being, and all we did is kiss. Can you imagine if we slept together and then you decided you didn’t want us anymore? It’s not just my own needs I have to think about.”

“Why do you keep insisting that I’m going to be that fickle?”

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HRshoretopleaseMeet Paul “Flipper” O’Riley

Thanks so much for hosting me on your blog. I’m thrilled to introduce everyone to the hero of Shore to Please, Book 3 in my Gulf Shore series, to be released June 22 by Liquid Silver Books. Flipper is the head dolphin trainer at Gulf Shore Aquarium, the jewel of the tourist district in the west-central Florida beach town of Gulf Shore.

Flipper sets hearts aflutter when he dons a wet suit and interacts with his finned friends at the aquarium’s Dolphin Inlet habitat. But animal rights activist Tara Langley isn’t happy that Flipper sets her pulse to pounding, too. After all, the group she cofounded, Stop Whale and Dolphin Suffering, SWADS for short, is against keeping dolphins in captivity. If she had her way, the job Flipper loves would be rendered obsolete.

Flipper and Tara are a classic case of fire and gasoline. Why, then, are they both itching to strike a match?

I sat down with Flipper recently for a very revealing interview.

Q. I have to tell you that I’m puzzled you’re even considering spending private time with Tara Langley. What could you two possibly have in common?

A. Well, we both love dolphins, for starters. Yes, we disagree on a very controversial issue, and it’s obviously a huge stumbling block because of what I do for a living. But she has a right to express her opinion, as long as she continues to do it in a respectful way.

Q. You weren’t always so open-minded where she’s concerned. What changed your mind?

A. My boss will kill me if he finds out I said this, but I can’t get the woman out of my head. There’s just something about her. I mean, it’s obvious she’s gorgeous and very sexy. But she stirs something in me that I haven’t felt in a very long time. Not since…well, that’s in the past, and I’d rather not talk about it.

Q. You mentioned your boss, Kenshin Hamasaki. I hear you two haven’t been getting along so well lately. Didn’t you two used to be good friends?

A. At one time, yes. But he’s been a real jackass lately, especially after he found out I had lunch with Tara at the aquarium’s Shoreline Cafe. It didn’t seem right that both Kenshin and Wesley Coffey, Jr., the director of our aquarium, have ignored her repeated requests for a meeting. I thought if I sat down and talked to her that maybe it would allay some of her concerns about our dolphins.

Q. You can understand, though, why your supervisors don’t want you spending time with her, can’t you? Isn’t she the enemy?

A. First, it’s nobody’s business but my own who I associate with away from work as long as I’m not hurting anyone or breaking any laws. Ken has some misguided idea that I’m going to spill inside information. I’d never do that. And I’ve never given the people I work with any reason to doubt my loyalty. As for Tara being the enemy, I felt that way at first—until I got to know her a little bit. Now I want to know everything about her. I strongly suspect that prim exterior she clings to hides a really passionate soul, and I want to be the one to expose it. Oh, hell, did I really just say that? I’ll be lucky to keep my job once this interview appears online. But I’m not going to sit here and deny how I feel.

Q. Tara’s not the only critic of Gulf Shore Aquarium’s policies as they relate to marine mammals. What’s the deal with these threatening letters the aquarium’s been getting?

A. The anti-captivity contingent has had us in its sights for a while, especially since the controversy over SeaWorld and its killer whales. But lately some anonymous notes have been arriving in the mail, and the language has been increasingly nasty. And then I came home from work to find a message nailed to the door of my cottage. Taking issue with us keeping dolphins is one thing. But threatening bodily harm to me and other aquarium staff unless we release those animals… Some people are really sick, that’s all I can say about that. Detective Jo Tompkins of the Gulf Shore Police Department has been working very hard to track down the source of these threats. She hasn’t made any arrests, but I’m confident she’ll find the guilty party before someone gets hurt.

Q. Wow. I didn’t realize things had gotten that serious. Are you taking any precautions to protect yourself?

A. I imagine we’ll be ramping up security at the aquarium. And I’m considering applying for a concealed carry gun permit.

Q. Be careful, Flipper, and stay safe. One last question, because I know you need to get back to helping that adorable orphaned dolphin calf, Trident, get acclimated to his new surroundings. What’s the latest on Dani and Evan’s wedding plans? Are they getting married in Dani’s Missouri hometown like her mother wants? Or will they follow their hearts and exchange their vows on a moonlit beach behind the aquarium?

A. I’m the best man, so I’ll be there no matter where the wedding is held. But I really hope Dani doesn’t let her mother pressure her into anything. Dani and Evan deserve to have the wedding of their dreams, not anyone else’s.

Shore to Please excerpt

Paul “Flipper” O’Riley backed away from the note as if he expected it to somehow lunge at his throat. The outrage, disgust, and, yes, he’d admit it, fear he felt at reading the vile threats composed on the single page of common white printer paper had his stomach roiling ominously.

The letters of each word had been cut from what looked like a glossy magazine and glued on like a ransom note from a classic crime drama. If the message hadn’t been so loathsome, Flipper might’ve laughed at how cartoonish it looked.

But the warning had been nailed to the front door of the cottage he rented across the street from the beach, and that in itself represented an alarming development. It meant, of course, that the animal rights crusaders who’d been hounding Flipper’s employer now knew where he lived.

With a hand he fought to keep from shaking, he drew his cell phone out of the case attached to his belt, scrolled through his contacts, and pressed a familiar number. It rang several times before the person on the other end answered with an impatient huff.

“Jo?” Flipper asked. “Is that you?”

“No, it’s the queen of England. What do you want?”

Joanna Tompkins’ characteristic grumpiness and brusque manner usually amused him, but Flipper wasn’t in the mood for her tough-chick act right now.

“I’ve got something here at my place that you need to see. Can you come over?”

“How many times do I have to tell you, Fish Brain? Even if you show me yours, I’m not going to show you mine. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.” She gave a chuckle that he didn’t appreciate, given the circumstances.

“Hilarious, but I’m serious. Another of those nasty notes came, and this one’s even more personal than the others.”

Jo’s tone immediately changed into her no-nonsense cop voice. “It mentioned you specifically by name?”

“No, but it’s nailed to my front door.”

“At your cottage?” She sounded even more concerned now.


“Don’t touch it. I’ll be right over with a tech to dust for fingerprints.”

“I know the drill. I’m hanging up now and calling Kenshin.”

“See if he can meet me at your place. That’ll save me a trip to the aquarium.”


“And if you’re still on your doorstep, haul your happy ass inside right now and lock the door until I get there.”


“Did you call me for help or not?”

“All right, all right. You’re the boss.”

“And don’t you forget it.”

Wary now, Flipper looked around before doing as she ordered. Then he called his boss, Kenshin Hamasaki, supervisor of marine mammals at Gulf Shore Aquarium, and filled him in. Kenshin promised to drop what he was doing and be right over.

Flipper looked around his cozy living room—with its bland, impersonal furnishings straight from the rental property decorators’ manual—and then moved to his front windows to fully close the mini blinds. He wasn’t too proud to acknowledge Jo’s admonition had freaked him out, and he was too antsy to sit. Not that he’d feel safe settling onto either the loveseat or his favorite recliner, both near windows. He yanked his hand through his hair, annoyed with himself for letting the situation unsettle him and pissed off at whoever was disrupting his life this way.

Who would’ve thought being a dolphin trainer carried such potential for danger?


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In Gulf Shore, you’ll feel sugary white sand between your toes, the warm sun on your shoulders, and a sea breeze ruffling your hair. You’ll meet swoon-worthy alpha males who aren’t embarrassed to cuddle a rescued baby dolphin in their muscular arms, and accomplished women looking for an equal partner who thinks that smart is sexy.
You’ll get up close and personal with sea life, join the “snipe and gripe” club for girls’ nights out, and fall in love with a talking parrot who acts like a little boy in a bird suit.
You’ll go behind-the-scenes at the local aquarium and out to the beach to rescue marine animals in distress. And once you visit Gulf Shore, you just may find yourself wishing you could stay.

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Books: J.C. McKenzie!



As an ambassador with the Supernatural Regulatory Division, Andy McNeilly is responsible for acting as the Liaison for the Vancouver Vampire horde. The problem? She detests the Vampire Master, and the SRD can’t discover the beast she keeps locked inside.

After a menacing Demon throws an important Vampire event into chaos, Andy finds herself sniffing out crime scenes to identify and locate the mystery fiend from the nether realm. What she learns chills her bones.

Threatened by the Master Vampire to deal with the Demon, Andy’s complicated personal life doesn’t make things easier. She’s willing to risk her life and pride to keep loved ones safe. But how can she make a choice that will break one heart…and complete another?


The Demon’s grin widened. Standing a foot away from him with no room to maneuver and nothing to separate us, the serrated details of his shiny enamel glared at me.

My fingertips tingled as I started to shift.

Not fast enough.

The Demon lunged. His long nimble fingers closed around my neck as I shot my hands out, inside his arms, and dug my claws into his face. My elbows pushed against the insides of his arms. His hold should’ve weakened, but this Demon possessed uncanny strength. His frame stretched, growing to almost eight feet in height and giving his body an emaciated appearance. He pulled me close, his nose touching mine. I wrenched to the side, but my toes dangled above the floor.

“Bola sends his regards,” he said, his breath hitting my face.

My gums stung as fangs protruded and I hissed at him, ready to make the full change and get my fight on. I yanked on the mountain lion and spurred her into action.

“By all means, little nugget, shift into one of your animals.” He gnashed his sharp teeth together. “I love to rend the flesh of livestock, to mutilate the bodies of creatures, and to smash the bones of beasts.”

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Books: Daisy Banks!


Thank you so much to Misty and Vicky, and all at the wholeshebang, for helping me celebrate the release of my latest book,

Marked for Magic, published by Lyrical Press, a Kensington Imprint, on the 28th of April 2015.


I decided that as palmistry was the initial inspiration for this fantasy romance I’d offer you and the readers a little something on palmistry marks.

This image is of the main lines most people have on their palm:

Main Palm lines

1: Life line – 2: Head line – 3: Heart line – 4: Girdle of Venus – 5: Sun line – 6: Mercury line – 7: Fate line

These main lines above and their meanings are fairly well known, but the lesser lines are not quite so well understood and it was these I was studying when I got the idea for Marked for Magic.

For this post I have chosen The Star. This mark can appear on any part of the palm and most usually denotes good fortune. If it appears in some specific places such as on the mount of Mercury, the fleshy pad beneath your little pinky finger it signifies success in business and science. If the star appears on the mound beneath the Jupiter finger it shows the person will be honourable and respected for their success. If you find a star on the fleshy pad on the percussion side of your hand opposite your thumb, the mount of the moon, they you will be successful through creative endeavours.

The star is one of the most fortunate marks to possess.

Thanks so much for reading. I’d love to know if any of you discover somewhere on your hand. Let me know.

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The witch mark on Nin’s hand is a curse. She has no magic powers, whatever the lore says. But the village believes. The old crone’s wisdom is to see her banished. Ragged and hungry, she must serve the Mage. Alone in his tower, she is his chattel. But Mage Thabit is not what Nin expected—the bright green eyes and supple form under his cloak are not the stuff of nightmares, and kindness hides in his brusque heart. Thabit senses that Nin is more than she seems, too. When true nightmares haunt the land, it is precisely her elusive powers that might deliver them…


He woke with the dawn, listening to the peaceful sounds of earth and sky as he dressed. On the stairs, he heard movement from the kitchen. Nin, too, woke early, it seemed. Surprised to find the fire burned high with golden red flames, he paused in the doorway.

She stood, bent at the hearth, busily stirring a wooden spoon in his smallest cauldron.

“What are you doing?

She looked up with a tentative smile. She had bathed, for her face glowed clean. The golden shimmers caused by the firelight on her fair hair increased his surprise.

“I found a bag of oatmeal at the back of the cupboard. It’s porridge. Do you have any honey?”

The hopeful glint in her eyes made him laugh. Years of experience and learning all slid away, and he couldn’t help but smile with her. He liked honey, too, but the jar had been empty for weeks. “No, Nin, I don’t. Perhaps we can trade for a pot of it in the village.”

Her mouth dropped open. “I can’t go back. They’ll kill me. Agnes swore they would kill me if I ever went back.” Her dark, fearful eyes locked on him as she moved her hand toward the pot.

Before he could warn of the heat, she yelped with the burn. He strode over, took her hand, and dragged her across the room to thrust her palm into the full water bucket. “I may leave you behind, after all,” he said. “Not that you should fear them, only because of what you might do.

She bit her lip.

“If you accompany me to the market, believe me, not one of them will lay a hand on you. When they sent you here, Nin, what did they say would happen?”

The red flush on her cheeks confirmed his suspicions, while her closed eyes suggested more. “Tell me if you can,” he said. “I will stir the porridge. Leave your hand in the water until the burn feels cool.”

“I’m lost to them,” she murmured after a minute or two. “I’m marked with the sign. No matter what I do, it will find me out. I can’t live among them. I’m…”

He glanced back over his shoulder. “Yes.”

She opened her eyes and stared up at the ceiling. “I’m meant for you.”

Her words came slow. He sucked in a deep breath at her obvious meaning. Surely, they had spared her the more lurid of the old legends. He studied her, sensing the pain in her hand did not cause her sorrow. How could they?

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Daisy Banks writes sensual and spicy romance in the Historical, Paranormal and Fantasy genres. She is an obsessive writer and her focus is to offer the best tale she can to readers. Daisy is married with two grown up sons. She lives in a converted chapel in Shropshire, England. Antiques and collecting entertain Daisy when she isn’t writing and she occasionally makes a meal that doesn’t stick to the pan.

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Books: Peggy Jaeger!


perf5.000x8.000.inddWhat genre do your books fall into or is it a genre blended? I write mainly contemporary romance. The books focus on strong-willed, talented women who for some reason or other have problems in the romance department. We’ve all met these women: the girl who looks like she has everything, but who really just wants everlasting love.

What inspires you to write? The tagline for my website is “Writing is my oxygen.” That about sums it up. If I don’t write something everyday, I feel as if I can’t breath. You know that old question “if you were stranded on a desert island, what’s the one item you would need before all others?” To me it would be my laptop. A close second would be the charger!

Do you listen to music or set the mood somehow to get writing? I live in the woods in New Hampshire so it’s always quiet when I write – no cars bustling, no kids yelling. Just quiet. Music tends to disrupt my mind and I find myself singing along with a favorite song instead of writing. Most of the authors I know do have music playing while they create. I wish I could, but it’s really just too, too distracting.

Do you come up with the plot or characters first? For me, characters are always first. I’ll be in a coffee shop and see a waitress. She’ll be looking around furtively at every new customer who comes in and I’ll think – is she running from an abusive ex? Is she the daughter of a mob boss and ran away from the life? Or I’ll see a guy in a business suit on the train and notice that the cuffs on his pants are a little frayed. Scenarios about why that would be will jump into my head. From there I develop a character name – names are very important to me , as is birth order – and go from there.

Do you have a favorite book of yours? It’s silly because I’m an adult, but my favorite book of all time is The Little Engine That Could. Best book about self-actualization ever penned.

Who would you consider an influence on your writing? Nora Roberts first and foremost. Then a writer who doesn’t do romance by the name of Carol O’Connell. Both of these women weave stories like nobody’s business and to me, the ability to be an effective storyteller is what it’s all about .

Tell me something quirky about yourself. My left eye is dramatically smaller than my right and my face is ridiculously crooked. In photographs I look like a caricature drawing.

What do you aim to make people feel when they read your books? The gamut of emotions. When I read I want to feel what the character is feeling. Loss, sadness, glee, giddiness. All facets of the emotional spectrum. In the book I’m currently in final edits for, the heroine’s cat dies. When I was writing it I was crying. My editor actually tagged the portion of the book and said, “this is so emotional. My heart is breaking.” Those words were manna from heaven for me!

What’s next for you? Book 3 in the MacQuire Women series is in production, titled First Impressions. After that, books 4 and 5 and I’ve got a little something worming its way in the back of my mind for an unplanned book 6. I’ll be attending the national RWA conference this year.
Do you sing in the shower? Badly, but yes.


Symphony pianist Moira Cleary comes home after four years of touring, exhausted, sick, and spiritually broken. Emotional and psychological abuse at the hands of someone she trusted has left her gaunt, anxious, and at a crossroads both professionally and personally.

Moira’s best friend, veterinarian Quentin Stapleton, wants nothing more than to help Moira get well. Can his natural healing skills make it possible for her to open her heart again? And can he convince her she’s meant to stay home now with the family that loves her – and with him – forever?


“Remember when your cousin Tiffany got married in the backyard here?”

Confused, Moira nodded.

Quentin rubbed her bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. “When the Reverend told Cole ‘you can kiss your bride,’ and he swooped her off the ground, spun her around and kissed her silly? Remember what you said?”

“I think I said it was the most romantic thing I’d ever seen.”

He nodded. “The exact quote was, ‘I hope someone kisses me like that some day.’”

Her grin was quick at the memory. “Pat snorted and said I’d better be satisfied with licks from the horses and Rob Roy because no guy was ever gonna kiss me.”

“He wasn’t known for tact back then.” He rubbed a hand down her back as he held her. “Remember what happened later on behind the barn?”

Because she did, she couldn’t stop the heat from spreading up her face like wildfire. When she nodded again, he said, “You wanted to know what it felt like to be kissed like that and since I was your best friend, you thought I should be the one to do it, because you – quote – felt safe with me – unquote.”

“What was I? Eleven?”

“Thirteen. And I was more than willing. Almost broke my heart in two when you said afterward, ‘I don’t see what all the fuss is about.’”


“Hush.” He kissed her forehead. “Ever since that day, all I’ve wanted is a second chance. Now,” he pulled her body closer, wrapped both arms around her small waist, his hands resting just above the dent in her spine. “We’re both a little older, a little more mature. Some of us are much more experienced—”

“And conceited.”

“Experienced,” he said, the laugh in his voice quiet and seductive, “and things can be so much better.”

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Peggy Jaeger’s love of writing began in the third grade when she won her first writing contest with a short story titled THE CLOWN. After that, there was no stopping her. Throughout college and after she became a Registered Nurse, she had several Nursing Journal articles published, in addition to many mystery short stories in Literary Magazines. When her daughter was born, Peggy had an article titled THE VOICES OF ANGELS published and reprinted in several parenting magazines, detailing the birth and the accident that almost turned this wonderful event into a tragedy. She had two children’s books published in 1995 titled THE KINDNESS TALES and EMILY AND THE EASTER EGGS, which were illustrated by her artist mother-in-law. While her daughter grew, Peggy would write age appropriate stories for her to read along with, and finally, to read on her own. Her YA stories are mysteries involving smart and funny 12-13 year old girls and an unusual collection of friends and relatives. They all take place in the 1980’s.

She has a Master’s Degree in Nursing Administration and had several articles published on Alzheimer’s Disease when she ran an Alzheimer’s In Patient care unit during the 1990’s

In 2005 she was thrilled to have an article on motherhood placed in the CHICKEN SOUP FOR EVERY MOTHER’S SOUL edition. She has won several awards in various Writer’s Digest short story and personal article categories over the years. Recently, she has placed first in the Dixie Kane 2013 Memorial Contest in the Short/Long Contemporary romance Category, and in the Single Title Contemporary Category, and third place in the ICO Romance Contest for 2013, and in 2014 she was a finalist in the Put Your heart in a Book contest.

A life-long and avid romance reader and writer, she is a member of RWA and her local New Hampshire RWA Chapter.

Peggy has embraced the techno age and writes for three blogs, all detailing events in her life. One titled, 50 pounds for 50 years is a personal blog about weight loss, one about her life as an EMPTY NESTER and her most recent one MOMENTS FROM MENOPAUSE, a humorous and informative guide through this time in a woman’s life.

She also has her own website where she writes about everyday life and how it relates to writing. Twitter is her current obsession, but she is never far from her Facebook pages.

In 2015 she will have her first three contemporary romance novels published by The Wild Rose Press: Skater’s Waltz, book 1 in the MaQuire Women Series, and There’s No Place Like Home, book 2. Book 3 is titled First Impression. Three more are in the works for this series, in addition to her Cooking with Kandy series.

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Books: K.T. Black!


HRwickedmagicWhat genre do your books fall into or is it a genre blended?

I only have one book published so far, but the way I write is more genre blended. Wicked Magic is a contemporary lesbian adult fairy tale with paranormal and fantasy elements, and a touch of mystery. Personally, I like stories that have a little mix of everything—to read or write. One thing that is usually predominant in my work is the paranormal element.

What inspires you to write?

All kinds of things. Dreams, people I’ve met, places I’ve traveled to, or just from out of the blue. My imagination is always turned on. When I’m not writing, I’m thinking about what I could be writing. I love it. It’s the one thing that’s always made me happy.

Do you listen to music or set the mood somehow to get writing?

Yes. I always listen to music when I write. Two reasons. I’m a little bit ADD, so it helps me to keep focused. It also allows me to go deep inside myself, and fall into that perfect zone where the real world slips away. When I enter this state of Zen where my writing is almost effortless, not perfect, but a place where I can let go and get out of my head, I see the fantasy world of my story and the characters that inhabit it. Like I’m watching a movie, and all I have to do is write down what I hear and see.
Do you come up with the plot or characters first?

I think most of the time I come up with the story idea first, but I tend to have an idea of how I want my protagonist to be in that same moment. The more I consider the idea, the clearer the main character becomes. I know it may sound crazy, but when the story really clicks, my characters become real and talk to me. Sometimes it takes a chapter or two before that happens, but when it finally does, it makes writing their dialogue, etc., so much easier.

Do you have a favorite book of yours?

Each one of my stories has elements that I enjoy, but to pick just one, I don’t really think I could do that. They’re all special to me.

Who would you consider an influence on your writing?

I think I’m more influenced by a story than by anyone. Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier & Green Darkness by Anya Seton, have definitely influenced me as a writer. More times than not, I tend to write on the darker, more moody side, and sprinkle paranormal elements in just to add some flavor. The Twilight Zone and The Outer Limits were favorite shows of mine growing up. I loved how they took an average looking story and threw in a supernatural twist. I like to do the same thing with the majority of my stories. But I don’t always go dark. Humor often finds its way into my stories. I have a crazy, funny dear friend whose personality often finds its way into one of my secondary characters. In Wicked Magic, it would be Chandler’s best friend Kara.
Tell me something quirky about yourself.

I do seem to draw unique and unusual people to me when I’m out and about, or on vacation. Maybe they sense that different doesn’t bother me, or perhaps, they just see a kindred spirit. Normal, in my opinion, is boring.

What do you aim to make people feel when they read your books?

I hope that as they read my stories, they are able to relate enough to the character(s), and find themselves becoming a part of the story on some level. Either connecting with them emotionally or viewing the story through their eyes. I don’t try to write a particular way, just for a reaction. It’s like with humor. If you try to be funny, you usually aren’t. It has to come naturally.

So I guess basically, my goal is to entertain the reader, and maybe teach them something, even if it was only to get them to look at the world from a different point of view. I enjoy traveling, when I get the chance, and I tend to come across some very remarkable people. Where it fits, I try to relay something about them in my stories, whether it is an event or just their personality.

What’s next for you?
Currently I am working on two different projects as K.T. Black. I’m nearly at the halfway point on Book 2 of my Spellbound series. It’s called Strange Magic—a variation on Alice in Wonderland. At this point in time, I see at least one or two more books past that. Different fairy tales with a modern spin, but all the books will be linked together. The second book will elaborate further on just what direction I’m planning on taking the series, and will be more complex than the first one. All the books will be contemporary full of witches, magic and some shape shifters.

The other one is called The Assistant. It’s a short M/F contemporary romance novella with some paranormal elements. (I recently found out this one has been accepted to be published).
Do you sing in the shower?

I have on occasion, but usually only when I’m in a really good mood.

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K.T. Black often mixes genres when creating her romance stories. Whether her (F/F or F/M) stories are filled with witches or regular people, they frequently include mystery/suspense, sci-fi, fantasy or paranormal elements. She never limits the direction her imagination takes her when telling a good story.

When she’s not writing, she enjoys spending time with family and friends, going to movies, cooking, traveling, playing video games, and meeting interesting/eccentric people–many of whom help color the worlds she creates while writing.


Imagine Cinderella falling for the seductive charms of the Evil Queen. Wicked Magic is a modern retelling of an old favorite.

Magic is in the air after Chandler Gray silently wishes for her predictable work-filled life to change. When a mysterious woman, fascinated with beautiful images, moves in next door, Chandler finds herself falling under the spell of the last person she expects to make her happy. There’s just one problem:  an ex-girlfriend with a grudge and the power to curse her happiness.