Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Two New Releases, One Navy SEAL Romance, One Paranormal Romance, & a Rerelease


October is proving to be a really big month for me this year.  I have 2  new books out this month!! One is a Navy SEAL Romantic Suspense in the new SEALS In Paradise Series.

My book Hot SEAL, RUSTY NAIL is released.  I'm really proud of the book. I loved writing these characters. Sloane is very witty and talented. And Connor is a complete Alpha male, very protective, very sensual.  It was hard for me to end the book because I didn't want to end it. I wanted it to go on. But I had to move on to my next SEAL Team Heartbreaker Book, Breaking Chains, so I ended it with as big a bang as I could. I think you'll love the book.


A broken engagement followed by six months of grueling work has Sloane Bianchi ready to hit the beaches of Hilton Head, South Carolina for some R and R. She isn’t looking for romance, but when she catches the gaze of a stranger at a local restaurant, her attraction is immediate. But he turns out to be just another guy who can’t follow through.

Karma isn’t always a bitch. Navy SEAL Connor ‘Hammer’ Evans decides a fender bender is a small price to pay for finally meeting the woman who got away. Even though he’ll only be on the East Coast a short time, he’s convinced he and Sloane can enjoy a sexy, no-strings adventure together while he’s here.

Their first kiss ignites a hunger for each other they can’t seem to quench. As their relationship deepens, Sloane realizes she has to be honest with Connor and share the reason behind her broken engagement. When he learns the truth, will he go wheels up and leave her behind? Or will he follow through?



           



SMASHWORDS: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/842706



If you're interested in checking out all the books you can go to my blog: http://mymusesmusings.blogspot.com/2018/09/seals-in-paradise-new-series.html
or to the Amazon  PARADISE AUTHOR'S page: https://www.amazon.com/Paradise-Authors/e/B07DSRSDQL

I love writing Military Romance, but I have a little side writing that I do in another genre. My Military Romances are very, very emotional and steeped in reality.  And I love it. But in between my Military Romance releases, I like to write Paranormal Romance to kind of cleanse my pallet before starting a new book.  In fact, I have 7 paranormal books and a short story in all.  If you'd like to check them out you can go to my website at http://www.teresareasor.com  or to my Amazon Author Page http://amzn.to/1j6OYPg .



 I have 2 rereleases in the Paranormal Genre and a NEW RELEASE. The Have Wand, Will Travel Series was originally a series inside of Robyn Peterman's Magic and Mayhem Kindle World. The first two books Have Wand, Will Travel and Once Bitten, Twice Shy were released in Kindleworld but have since gone through edits to remove all references to Robyn's world (a requirement now that they are no longer part of her world in order for me to release them as free-standing books).  So I have edited them and added to the first book.  The third book of the series Adventures of a Witchy Wallflower is a New Release.  Here are the blurbs and links to all 3 books. All three will be available in Kindle Unlimited.




A soul-sucking wand, a witch, a vampire, and a hellhound. ‘Nuff Said.

Private detective and gifted witch Zaira O’Shea has built her reputation on her ability to always find her relic, magical device, or man. When the Witches’ Council hires her to find and return a stolen wand, she can’t refuse, and she’s eager to recover the device. Until the clues lead her to a vampire with fallen-angel good looks, and talents that don’t require a bite to lead her into temptation.

History professor and vampire Christophe Bakas has brushed off his cat burglar skills to steal a powerful wand for the Vampire Council, but only because they are holding his uncle hostage. When he meets Zaira, he hopes he’s found someone who’ll help with the rescue. But from their first teleportation, he’s hooked on more than her flying skills. 

The more they learn about the wand, the more Chris and Zaira believe neither council can be trusted with the dangerous device. With both councils closing in, they’re forced to go on the run. Only the vacationing High Priestess can make sure the wand isn’t used to destroy the careful balance between witch and vampire kind.

If they can find her.






Phoebe Stewart only agreed to marry Trevor Ricci to secure peace between their warring vampire clans. When her groom poisons her during the wedding ceremony, and her life expectancy falls from forever to a week, “till death do you part” takes on a whole new meaning. When she catches up with her new husband, she intends to stake and roast the traitorous, narcissistic weenie. 

Especially now she’s met Hunter Knox, the bad boy alpha vampire she’s been waiting for her whole death. 

Agent Hunter Knox works for the National Vampire Security Council. When a poison that can actually kill their species surfaces, he’s dead set on finding and destroying it. But once he meets Phoebe, and realizes she only has days to live, the need for an antidote takes priority. 

And the more he gets to know her, the more he suspects she may be as important to vampire kind as she’s becoming to him.







And MY NEWEST RELEASE in this series!!!


For fifty years Madeline Montgomery has taught magic-challenged witches how to cast spells. And she’s good at it. When she loses her job at the college, she’s thrown into an identity crisis. If she can’t teach what will she do? 

Broke and desperate, Jake Cunningham has borrowed money from the wrong witches. With a moniker like Jake The Rake floating around, he hasn’t a chance of finding his next mark. Until he’s made an offer he can’t refuse—meet Madeline and he’ll be a hundred thousand dollars richer.

When Jake shows up on Madeline’s doorstep asking for her help, it’s a goddess-send. While she teaches him to spell, he brings a different kind of magic into her life. For the first time she wants to throw caution to the wind and let her heart lead the way. But Jake insists he has a curse and if she gets too close she’ll end up hating him.

But she’s an expert at magic and a curse can be broken. Or can it?
  





Hope you'll check all of my new releases. I could not do what I do without all of you. You are appreciated. 
And thank you for reading my blog!! 

Happy Reading, 
Teresa Reasor


Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Hot SEAL, Rusty Nail coming OCT. 16th. A new excerpt

COMING NEXT TUESDAY. Hot SEAL, Rusty Nail. Part of the SEALs In Paradise series.  I'm getting so excited!! I thought I'd share another excerpt.


EXCERPT:
The hostess seated Sloane while Connor stood at the highly polished bar and ordered drinks. The same bartender, goatee and earring still in place, moved with quick assurance, setting up a tray of drinks for one of the waitresses.
He approached Connor with a smile. “Hey. Rusty nail, right?”
“Yeah. And the lady will have a California white.”
While the mixologist worked his magic, Connor turned to study Sloane as the soft light played over her golden skin and dark hair. The sweep of her lashes, the slant of her brows, gave her face an exotic touch, as did the tawny tone of her eyes. And that lush mouth drove him crazy.
He experienced the same powerful punch of physical need he had the first time he saw her. In fact, it had never stopped. Just thinking of her made him hard.
How the hell were they supposed to scratch that particular itch with her roommates keeping tabs at the condo and his dad’s presence at his house?
It seemed sordid to suggest a hotel room. Sloane didn’t seem the type to sneak around for a little afternoon delight. But damn, he wanted this woman.
“Here you go,” the bartender said.
Connor laid a twenty on the counter, waited for his change, stuffed two bucks in the guy’s tip jar, and scooped up the glasses. He set the wine glass in front of her and took the seat to her left.
“When did you start drinking rusty nails?” she asked as she opened her menu.
He grinned. “The guys on my team frequent a bar called McP’s Irish Pub. Go there to wind down after particularly tough training days, or to blow off steam. It’s run by a retired SEAL. So we were there shooting pool, and one of the guys decided we each needed to choose a signature drink that went along with our nickname. Mine is Hammer. Since I like scotch, I chose a rusty nail, and it stuck.”
“Why do they call you Hammer?”
Muscles tensed, he hesitated. She didn’t seem squeamish or thin-skinned. If she was, she’d walk away before the night ended. “They say I drop the hammer and take care business.”
She lowered the menu and laid a hand over his. “I know you have a dangerous job, and a great responsibility to protect the people you work with, as well as innocent people under fire who can’t protect themselves.”
She did get it.
The waitress arrived to take their order, breaking the sudden tension.
As soon as she left he asked, “How often do you come to Hilton Head?”
“Twice a year. It’s close enough to drive, but far enough away to give me a break from work.”

His idea of a break from work was hiking in the mountains or going camping. He couldn’t picture Sloane sleeping in a tent or cooking fish over an open fire, but he wondered if she’d be open to giving it a shot.
“How long will you be here, Sloane?”
“Two weeks.”
“How about we make those two weeks an adventure?”
The consideration in her expression gave him hope. “What do you have in mind?”
“Have you ever been scuba diving?”
“No.”
“I’m an expert, and I can teach you the basics in my dad’s pool, then take you out in his boat. What about camping and hiking?”
“I was a Girl Scout, and I did both. I do enjoy hiking, but I haven’t been camping since grade school.”
“Horseback riding?”
“Never.”
The finality bumped up against him, and he decided to try a gentle pushback. “The reason you didn’t want to?”
She raised one dark brow. “The long way down if I fell off.”
He chuckled. “The key is not to do that.”
She studied him. “Why do you want to do all those things with me?”
“So I can be alone with you.”
Her tawny eyes looked tiger bright with amusement. “Hoping to get lucky, sailor?”
“That’s certainly one consideration.”
A slow smile worked across her face, and that small dimple peeked out.
He fought back the temptation to lean over and kiss her and find out what kind of control lay behind that Mona Lisa smile. He took a sip of his drink to ease the need. “There’s another reason.”
“What’s that?”
“I want to lay hands on you, and if I’m instructing you, I’ll get to do that.”
A bit of color rushed into her cheeks. “Scuba diving seems a challenge, and I’m up for challenges, but it’ll be expensive, and I always pay my way. And I like hiking, but not the arduous kind where you’re trying to reach a steep summit. I’d rather enjoy the scenery and take some pictures. And I might be persuaded to get on a horse, depending on how the horse and I get along. But I won’t camp out. The mosquitoes think my Italian blood is candy, there are chiggers hiding behind every blade of grass, and I have a perfectly good bed in a mosquito- and chigger-free zone, and I intend to use it.”
Connor laughed. “I take it you didn’t have a very good Girl Scout experience.”
She picked up her wine glass and took a sip. “We aren’t even going to discuss the poison ivy issue.”
He laughed again. “Okay. No camping out. But you’re going to miss out on sleeping under the stars.” Among other things.
“I’ll get one of those machines that projects the constellations on my bedroom ceiling and use my imagination.”
“What about fishing?”
“I’m good with that, but you have to clean what I catch.”
He shook his head. “Uh-uh. The rule is, you catch it, you clean it.”
She moved her shoulders as though shrugging off something uncomfortable. “Okay. I’ll concede that. Although you’re assuming a lot. We haven’t even made it through dinner yet.”

“I’m not worried, Sloane.”

ADDING THE BLURB & LINKS in case you're interested: 

A broken engagement followed by six months of grueling work has Sloane Bianchi ready to hit the beaches of Hilton Head, South Carolina for some R and R. She isn’t looking for romance, but when she catches the gaze of a stranger at a local restaurant, her attraction is immediate. But he turns out to be just another guy who can’t follow through.

Karma isn’t always a bitch. Navy SEAL Connor ‘Hammer’ Evans decides a fender bender is a small price to pay for finally meeting the woman who got away. Even though he’ll only be on the East Coast a short time, he’s convinced he and Sloane can enjoy a sexy, no-strings adventure together while he’s here.

Their first kiss ignites a hunger for each other they can’t seem to quench. As their relationship deepens, Sloane realizes she has to be honest with Connor and share the reason behind her broken engagement. When he learns the truth, will he go wheels up and leave her behind? Or will he follow through?


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Friday, September 28, 2018

NEW RELEASE!! ADVENTURES OF A WITCHY WALLFLOWER

On October 3rd ADVENTURES OF A WITCHY WALLFLOWER  will be available at Amazon in both ebook and print.  Witchy is the third book in the HAVE WAND, WILL TRAVEL series.  The first two books, HAVE WAND, WILL TRAVEL and  ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY were originally written for  Robyn Peterman's Magic and Mayhem Kindle World.  Since Amazon discontinued Kindle Worlds,  I've edited the first 2 books to take out any reference to Robyn's characters. And I've added to the first book to round out my story a little more with some delightful dragons. All three will be released October 3rd in ebook and print. The series is enrolled in Kindle Unlimited. 
I've loved writing this series. I hope you'll give them a read.




ADVENTURES OF A WITCHY WALLFLOWER is a paranormal romance with lots of comedy. I'm posting an except here. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

He focused in on her in a way that made her wary. “You really don’t dance?”
“No. I have two left feet, Jake. If you value yours, you’d be wise to give up the idea of teaching me.”
“I’m always up for a challenge.”
Did he just use her own words against her?
“Anyone who’s daring enough to try and transport a polar bear to the wilds of Alaska can’t be afraid of a little two-stepping.”
She jumped at the chance to distract him. “Is said polar bear still in the hallway?”
“No. Gee Gee put him back downstairs in the basement. And after our shopping expedition with her, I’ll explain what she said happened.”
“Why not tell me now?”
“Because with the lights down low and the smell of candles burning, it’s the perfect moment to dance.” He grasped her hand and slipped an arm around her to rest a hand against the upper curve of her back, being careful not to crowd her or force her against him.
“What about music?” Her hand automatically found a place on his muscular shoulder.
He snapped his fingers and some slow dance music started. She wondered if he had perfected that move with all the women he probably dated.
“Now to start with, we’re just going to draw a box using our feet.” Though they were standing inches apart, the heat from his body seemed to reach out and blend with hers. And he was only expending a tiny bit of magic to play the music, but it was like a force field wrapping around her, shooting tempting tingles down her nerve endings and stealing her breath.
“I’m going to take a step forward with my right foot, then bring my feet together, while you take a step back with your left and do the same. Then we’ll go to my left, back, and to the right, like we’re tracing a box with our feet. Want to give it a try?”
She nodded, even though her legs felt like rubber.
“Back—right—forward—left. Back—right—forward—left,” he counted off as they moved together. “Just relax and listen to the music.”
Relax! Relax! How could she relax with every sweep of his magic caressing her skin? Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of the pulsing red stone on the counter as it began to flare hotter. “Jake—”
He glanced over his shoulder and dove for the floor, taking her with him. A loud pop sounded, and red particles ricocheted off the cabinets like BBs. Jake bobbed back up to look down at her, his blue eyes wide with concern. “You okay?”
With his hard masculine form pressing down on her and his wide muscular shoulders shielding her, she was more than just all right. If he’d move just a little more to the right she’d be in seventh heaven.
Her mouth was dry and her voice weak as she said. “Yeah. I’m okay.”
The shift in his expression from concern to something more sent her heart soaring.
“How well can you see without your glasses, Madeline?”
“I’m blind as a blind bat.”
He reached for her glasses and removed them.
The world turned fuzzy. “What are you doing, Jake?”
“I want to see what you’re hiding.”
“I’m not hiding, I just like to be able to see.”
His chest brushed her breasts, and his mouth settled over hers, soft and warm. Every bone in her body turned to jelly. When his tongue brushed her lip in a bid for entry, she raised a hand to cup the back of his neck and parted her mouth. The featherlight caress of his tongue against hers intensified the tempting ache between her legs, and she fought the need to move against him.
The sound of Hopper landing beside them came close to her ear. His deep bullfrog voice croaked, “The house is on fire.”
“Not yet.” Jake kissed her again.
“No. The house really is on fire.”
Jake’s head jerked up. “Holy shit!” He rolled off her and leapt to his feet.
Madeline felt around on the floor for her glasses. Hopper handed them to her, and she shoved them on her face and hurried after Jake.
Jake grabbed a large pot lid they used earlier and forced it down over the flames shooting up from the plate of stones. It wasn’t a physical fire, but a much hotter, magical one. The haze and a stench like burned plastic saturated the kitchen as the fire subsided and finally died down.
Madeline rushed to open the windows and door to air out the house.

Jake grabbed some kitchen mitts and took the plate with the lid still atop it to the backyard and set it down. She hurried after him, concerned for his safety. He waved the mitt to dispel the smoke and flipped the lid off the plate. “It’s out.”

ADVENTURES OF A WITCHY WALLFLOWER

 For fifty years Madeline Montgomery has taught magic-challenged witches how to cast spells. And she’s good at it. When she loses her job at the college, she’s thrown into an identity crisis. If she can’t teach what will she do? 

Broke and desperate, Jake Cunningham has borrowed money from the wrong witches. With a moniker like Jake The Rake floating around, he hasn’t a chance of finding his next mark. Until he’s made an offer he can’t refuse—meet Madeline and he’ll be a hundred thousand dollars richer.

When Jake shows up on Madeline’s doorstep asking for her help, it’s a goddess-send. While she teaches him to spell, he brings a different kind of magic into her life. For the first time she wants to throw caution to the wind and let her heart lead the way. But Jake insists he has a curse and if she gets too close she’ll end up hating him.

But she’s an expert at magic and a curse can be broken. Or can it?







HAVE WAND, WILL TRAVEL

A soul-sucking wand, a witch, a vampire, and a hellhound. ‘Nuff Said.

Private detective and gifted witch Zaira O’Shea has built her reputation on her ability to always find her relic, magical device, or man. When the Witches’ Council hires her to find and return a stolen wand, she can’t refuse, and she’s eager to recover the device. Until the clues lead her to a vampire with fallen-angel good looks, and talents that don’t require a bite to lead her into temptation.

History professor and vampire Christophe Bakas has brushed off his cat burglar skills to steal a powerful wand for the Vampire Council, but only because they are holding his uncle hostage. When he meets Zaira, he hopes he’s found someone who’ll help with the rescue. But from their first teleportation he’s hooked on more than her flying skills. 

The more they learn about the wand, the more Chris and Zaira believe neither council can be trusted with the dangerous device. With both councils closing in, they’re forced to go on the run. Only the vacationing High Priestess can make sure the wand isn’t used to destroy the careful balance between witch and vampire kind.

If they can find her.



AMAZON UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Have-Wand-Will-Travel-Book-ebook/dp/B07H2HPHR8/


ONCE BITTEN TWICE SHY

Phoebe Stewart only agreed to marry Trevor Ricci to secure peace between their warring vampire clans. When her groom poisons her during the wedding ceremony, and her life expectancy falls from forever to a week, “till death do you part” takes on a whole new meaning. When she catches up with her new husband, she intends to stake and roast the traitorous, narcissistic weenie. 

Especially now she’s met Hunter Knox, the bad boy alpha vampire she’s been waiting for her whole death. 

Agent Hunter Knox works for the National Vampire Security Council. When a poison that can actually kill their species surfaces, he’s dead set on finding and destroying it. But once he meets Phoebe, and realizes she only has days to live, the need for an antidote takes priority. 

And the more he gets to know her, the more he suspects she may be as important to vampire kind as she’s becoming to him.






I'd love to hear back from you about the books.  
Read on,

Teresa Reasor 

Hot SEAL: Rusty Nail excerpt



I'm getting excited. The book is finished and it will be out October 16th.  I'm so pleased with the story and the characters. My editor tells me she starts thinking about them when she's not working and wondering what will happen to them next. WOW! What a compliment.

I thought I'd post an excerpt to whet your appetite.

She hadn’t felt nervous about a good night kiss since high school, but her breathing stuttered into choppy as they reached the steps. “You can come in for a drink or coffee.” They paused outside the door.
He shook his head. “Bernie and her sister will be eager to pump you about how our date went.”
“Yeah, they will. It’s been awhile.” A year.
“It has been for me, too. Deployments and trainings don’t leave much time.” He eased in close, slipped an arm around her and drew her lightly against him. “Since the first time I saw you, I’ve wanted this, Sloane.”
His lips hovered over hers brushing, tempting, tasting until need tumbled through her. She rose on tiptoe to increase the pressure of their lips, and he tilted his head to accommodate her, his mouth conforming to hers, urging her response with lips and tongue as his hand splayed against the small of her back, drawing her closer.
She gripped his shirt, holding on as the kiss grew hotter, deeper, desire like a ribbon of heat pulsing through her, challenging her heartbeat to match it.
By the time he broke the kiss they were both breathless. He pressed his forehead to hers, his hands moving restlessly up and down her back. “Jesus, Sloane…” His heart drummed against her palms.
Had she ever heard anything as sexy as his deep voice husky with frustrated desire?
She swallowed in an attempt to moisten a throat dry with need while fighting the urge to press closer. “It’ll ease off in a minute.”
His beard brushed her forehead as he pressed his lips there. “I’m not sure I want it to.”
She didn’t want it to either. And for the first time in her life she seriously considered having sex on the first date. She’d just met him, but if Bernie and Sheryl weren’t sharing the condo with her…
When she realized she was still clutching his shirt, she released it and smoothed the wrinkles, then rested her head against his shoulder, and his arm tightened to hold her. The gesture was so tellingly tender and protective, a knot tightened her throat.
His heartbeat eased to a more normal beat, but the way he released her showed a reluctance that made her smile.
She swallowed and said, “Be careful on the way home.”
“I will.” He brushed her lips with his once more.
She waited until he’d reached the base of the stairs before saying, “I had a wonderful time, Connor.”

The golden glow of the porch light illuminated his features and made his eyes look inky black. “Me, too. I’ll call you in the morning.”

I hope you enjoyed the excerpt!! 

THE BLURB AND LINKS:
SEALS OF PARADISE
HOT SEAL, RUSTY NAIL

A broken engagement followed by six months of grueling work has Sloane Bianchi ready to hit the beaches of Hilton Head, South Carolina for some R and R. She isn’t looking for romance, but when she catches the gaze of a stranger at a local restaurant, her attraction is immediate. But he turns out to be just another guy who can’t follow through.

Karma isn’t always a bitch. Navy SEAL Connor ‘Hammer’ Evans decides a fender bender is a small price to pay for finally meeting the woman who got away. Even though he’ll only be on the East Coast a short time, he’s convinced he and Sloane can enjoy a sexy, no-strings adventure together while he’s here.

Their first kiss ignites a hunger for each other they can’t seem to quench. As their relationship deepens, Sloane realizes she has to be honest with Connor and share the reason behind her broken engagement. When he learns the truth, will he go wheels up and leave her behind? Or will he follow through?

AMAZONUK:https://www.amazon.co.uk/SEAL-Rusty-Nail-SEALs-Paradise-ebook/dp/B07GNZ94SJ/                                                   

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READ ON,
Teresa Reasor