Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Building Ties On SALE for $.99 (And An Excerpt)

I've put Building Ties (Book 4 of the SEAL Team Heartbreakers Series) on sale until the 17th of December.  The book has a 4.8 rating out of 5. So if you like Hot SEALs and Hot Romance... I'd love it if you'd check it out. 




Navy SEAL Brett 'Cutter' Weaver is on a mission to Nicaragua when he learns his bride-to-be, Tess Kelly, has been injured in a car bombing. At Homeland Security’s demand, he’s rushed home on the next available transport and arrives to find Tess embroiled in three controversial stories. One may offer the key to her attacker.

On top of the emotional and physical upheaval of the bombing, Tess has been offered the journalistic opportunity of a lifetime at the Washington Post. If she accepts the job, she and Brett face living on opposite sides of the country. With their wedding two weeks away, she has temptations to face and tough decisions to make.

Serving as her security detail, Brett sees Tess’s remarkable investigative reporting skills in action, and acts as her sounding board and partner. He’s willing to sacrifice to ensure her happiness, but more, he wants to keep her safe. Because there’s a killer stalking her, and one interview at a time, they mean to catch him.

An Excerpt: 

After eating a quick meal of beef stir fry and rice, Brett stripped off his uniform and stretched out on Tess’s bed in his boxer briefs. While he watched her undress, he realized, out of all the things he missed when he was gone, it was the small things she did he missed the most. The way she laughed at his corny jokes. The way she moved, the sound of her voice, the way she slept curled against him, the way she would run her fingernails down his ribs to tickle him.
Tess pulled loose the scrunchie she’d used to confine her hair while cooking. The dark auburn strands had grown since his deployment and now fell down her back. A quick grimace of pain flitted across her features, her normal graceful movements disrupted.
Every time she hesitated while doing something, every time she flinched, the anger trapped beneath his breastbone flared hotter. He would find the bastard responsible for hurting her. He wouldn’t kill him, though he wanted to. But he planned to seriously fuck him up.
“Did you call your mom and let her know you’re home?” Tess asked from behind the closet door.
From a glimpse of her movements, he guessed she was slipping out of her dress and putting on something else to lie down in. Was she hiding her bruises from him? The anger tripped over into rage.
She glanced around the edge of the door, and he homed in on her face. The falling sensation hit the pit of his stomach, similar to when Harding notified him about the car blowing up. If something happened to her, he’d go crazy. God, he loved her so much. “I called Mom while I was on the plane and told her we’d see her tomorrow. I knew HQ would want to debrief me before I could talk to you or anyone else. Then Homeland and the FBI met me at the base.”
“So you got a triple dose. Poor baby.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder. “They asked me the same questions, a hundred different ways. It was a complete waste of time.”
At least he’d been able to write his report about the mission enroute and submit it before they landed. He ran a hand over his eyes. He was flagging fast. He’d been without sleep for more than twenty-four hours. Without the adrenaline of physical activity and danger to keep him primed, he craved sleep.
Tess climbed onto the bed dressed in a T-shirt and bikini panties.
“Oh, babe. Why don’t you hold that pose for a minute or ten and let me look at you? It’s been ten long, long months.”
Tess laughed and rose on her knees to put her hands behind her head, her movements careful, as she stretched her lean body back in a model pose.
She took his breath away, she was so beautiful. She’d still be gorgeous when she was seventy. The urge to sleep evaporated and his body quickened.
He needed to be close. Real close. And make up for being so far away for so many months. He patted the bed beside him.
“I thought you wanted me to hold the pose.” She smiled, a teasing light twinkling in her sherry-brown eyes. Her gaze tracked down to his obvious erection. “Or do you have something else in mind?”
With his cock just begging for attention, Brett said, “I want to get as close to you as I can, for as long as I can. I’ve missed you like crazy.”
The teasing light dimmed. She crawled to him and straddled his hips. Bracing her arms, she looked down at him. “I love you. I’ve thought of you a hundred times a day and reached for the phone to call you at least that many times. Every day.”
“Ditto, honey. I’m sorry—”
“Shh…” She pressed her fingers against his lips. “I love you and I’m so proud of what you do.” She seemed to struggle between a smile and tears for a moment until the smile won out. “But while you’re here you have to make up for all the sexual frustration I experienced while you were gone.”
Brett laughed. “No problem.” He ran his hands beneath the satiny weight of her hair to cup the back of her head and pull her mouth down to his. Their lips and tongues meshed, then tangled in deep, slow, kisses. Had he ever wanted a woman this much? He wanted to hold her, make out with her, for hours.
She pulled her T-shirt up just enough to rest her breasts against his chest. He caught his breath at the silky glide of her skin against his. “God, you feel so good, Tess.” He cupped the rounded curve of her ass and groaned when she moved her hips to tempt him.
When he pulled up her T-shirt, she tensed. “I have some road rash along my shoulder blades. It’s a little tender.”
“Let me see, honey.”
“Nope. Later. You’re supposed to be concentrating on us, not a few scrapes.”
From the way she moved, she had more than scrapes. If she wanted to put dealing with them on the back burner—But he couldn’t.
He pushed up into a half-seated position and traced the edge of her jaw with his lips. “As much as I want you, Tess, just being here with you is more important to me. If you’re too sore, we have time for the other stuff later.”
She hid her face against his shoulder and collapsed against him. “You’re so full of shit, Brett.” She thumped his chest with her fist.
The blow was just a ruse to cover up her quick tears. Tess didn’t cry at the drop of a hat. She worked through things. Concern rocked the pit of his stomach. She’d been through a trauma, something she needed to work through physically and emotionally. He needed to focus on that, not on getting his rocks off. Brett nuzzled her neck. She shivered and nestled against him. He relaxed against the pillows and splayed a hand along the small of her back to hold her close, her weight a precious burden he’d support for hours if she wanted him to.
Eventually she straightened her legs and moved to lie along his side. Brett turned with her so their limbs lay tangled and their faces close.
“I’m so glad you’re home.” Her breath, warm and moist, skimmed along his collarbone. Her voice sounded soft, drowsy.
“Me, too. This is what I dream about when I’m away.” Being skin-to-skin with her, knowing she was alive, in one piece, safe, was all he needed right now. He brushed her forehead with a kiss.
When her breathing was finally even and deep, Brett allowed his muscles to relax, but his thoughts raced. She didn’t want him to know how badly she was hurt. Now that she wasn’t kissing him, he ran a searching gaze over her body. The shadowed impression of a bruise was forming along the thigh bent over his. The elbow resting along his stomach was already marred by a dark blue mark. Why hadn’t he noticed her injuries before?
Because he’d been focused on her face, the sound of her voice, and the joy of occupying the same space with her.
But now reality reared its nasty head, and with it the rage came rushing back. As soon as she woke, they were going to talk. And he was going to make some phone calls and arrange some backup protection while they conducted her investigation. The San Diego police wouldn’t provide protection for long. And once the Federal guys ruled out an act of terrorism, they’d be gone as well. The FBI or Homeland would figure out who it was eventually, they always did.
He couldn’t do anything about catching the fucker, other than keep her safe while she covered her stories. But in the meantime he and Tess had a wedding coming up, and she would be out and about open to attack.
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No one was going to get close enough to hurt her again. It wasn’t happening. Not on his watch.

Here are the links in case your interested: 

Barnes and Noble http://bit.ly/1qx0WpB
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Google Play: http://bit.ly/1CRcsY2

Read On,
Teresa Reasor 

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Thursday, November 3, 2016

I Ain't A Writer Without You Dear Reader





Dear Reader:

Thank you for reading my words. Without you I would be writing for an audience of one.
Thank you for spending your hard earned money on my books, because I know it doesn't come easy.
Thank you for interacting with me on my social media sites. I know that takes up your time.
Thank you for helping me promote my books by sharing my posts, tweets, and sharing the books themselves. I gain more readers from your efforts than my own.
Thank you for writing reviews for my work, and letting me know what I'm doing right, and what I'm doing wrong. It is so helpful.
Thank you for your encouragement when I am overwhelmed with...life.
Thank you for understanding my obsession with my work.
Thank you for not thinking I'm crazy when I talk about my characters as though they are real people.
But the biggest thank you is for giving me your time for all of the above, because it is so valuable.
Because of you, I have the joy of doing something I love in my life and nothing can show the gratitude I feel for that.
Love,
Teresa Reasor

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Does Size Matter? --In Books?

I've been seeing a trend in the writing-reading world. A trend toward shorter books. Mostly novella length things that run between 20,000-35,000 words. I suppose some readers like them because they're usually less money to purchase and can be read in about an hour and a half instead of the all day marathon most of my books demand. I'd love to know what you think so please leave a comment to this post if you have time. I've highlighted the questions I'd like you to ponder on as you read this blog.

I have written several shorter works. My latest is Have Wand Will Travel a Magic and Mayhem Kindle World novella of 35,324 words. But I have to tell you writing short is difficult for me. I've posted the word count for all my shorter pieces below.


To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Beginning is  3,064
Caught In The Act is  3,331
An Automated Death is 14,099

To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Courtship is 19,958
Breaking Ties (A SEAL Team Heartbreakers Novella) is 28,344
Magic and Mayhem: Have Wand Will Travel is 35,324

Questions: Do you prefer shorter books?  A full length novel is considered anything over 40,000 words. Would you prefer works closer to the shorter end or longer? Do you feel like you've gotten your money's worth when you purchase a shorter work for the same amount a longer work is charged? Or does that even play into the books you choose? 

As a writer, I've been used to the comfortable 100,000 word length of my books. Most everything I write is that length or close to it. I have five books that have exceeded that Breaking Through (book 2), Breaking Away (book 3),  and Breaking Out (book 6) of the SEAL Team Heartbreakers Series, Captive Hearts  a Historical set in 1799 London, England, and Timeless my Paranormal Time travel.


Here are the word counts for all these:

Timeless  139,379
Breaking Out  (Book 6 SEAL Team Heartbreakers)136,356
Breaking Through (Book 2 SEAL Team Heartbreakers) 129,638
Breaking Away (Book 3 SEAL Team Heartbreakers) 115,949
Captive Hearts 100,515

Question: Are you hesitant to purchase a book as long as these because of the time it will take to read them?  Timeless is over 400 pages as is Breaking Out.

The shortest full-length that I've written so far was 72,930 words is a paranormal. It's Deep Within The Shadows (book 1 of my Superstition Series)



It's difficult for me to write short because I don't normally write linear plot lines and I don't write straight romance. I can't go directly from point A to point B without someone being threatened or at least causing them a world of trouble. LOL

The closest thing I've written that would be considered a straight romance would be my short stories Caught In The Act, and  To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Beginning and my novella To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Courtship because they are linear plots and they deal with just the relationship between two people.

But if you want Romantic Suspense, I'm your girl. I usually have someone pursuing someone or generally have my characters caught up in some tangled web from which they have to fight their way free, while they're trying to figure out the relationship stuff and falling in love.

And I have been known to give my readers more than one romance in a book. Like Breaking Through has 3 romances and a suspense plot. Breaking Out has 2 romances, 2 parallel family situations my 2 couples have to extricate themselves from and a suspense plot line. So if you want more bang for your buck, I'll try and give it to you.  I'll give you what we writers call a braided plot with everything but the kitchen sink woven into the story, lots of emotional turmoil and still give you the Happy Ever After at the end of the book.

Questions: As readers would you prefer the romances to be separate? Each getting their own book? Does the transition back and forth between two or more romances bother or confuse you? 

I can't write a braided plot in only 30,000 words. I'm caught up in my characters' worlds throwing curve balls at them to see what they're made of and making them work for the Happy Ever After they want. And that takes words. Three chapters at least just to introduce the inciting incident and start introducing the characters so you, the reader, will get to know and care about them.

Questions: Do you like for your characters to know one another before the book starts so those introductions can be shortened?   

With those questions asked, here are the word counts for the rest of the books I've written from shortest to longest.

To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Wedding Night ( Pt. 3 of the Highland Moonlight Spinoff)  73,947
Whisper In My Ear (paranormal Romance)  80,293
Breaking Boundaries (book 5 SEAL Team Heartbreakers) 80,908
Breaking Free  (book 1 SEAL Team Heartbreakers) 92,547
Building Ties (Book 4 SEAL Team Heartbreakers) 92,743
Highland Moonlight (Scottish Medieval Romance) 94,679



As you can see I have something for everyone from short short stories to very, very long novels. From 3,000 words to almost 140,000.

I'm just going to post the blurb from my last SEAL book Breaking out  and my novella for the Magic and Mayhem Kindle World Have Wand, Will Travel to make a point.

Breaking Out 

Navy SEAL Zach O’Connor was dumped while he was deployed on a high-risk mission, and the fallout from the breakup nearly cost him his career. Never again will Zach allow his feelings to make him lose sight of what really matters. Not even when his attraction to Piper Bertinelli makes him long for the very thing he’s vowed to avoid.

Violence and heartache have nearly shattered Dr. Piper Bertinelli’s life, and the last thing she needs is to be attracted to a military man scheduled to deploy. Though all Zach wants is a distraction instead of a commitment, Piper is unable to resist the charismatic Naval officer. He makes her feel safe, something more seductive to her than him being a SEAL. 

When an overzealous policeman from Piper’s past comes after her, Zach has to make a decision: walk away from the woman who's cracked the shell he built around his heart, or stick by her and possibly risk his career. 

And there are other hurdles to face: the family who drove Piper away, but whose secrets may hold the key to understanding why her father was killed. And someone who’s a greater danger to Piper’s life than an angry cop. The man responsible for it all.

Can you even imagine being able to cram all that conflict into 30,000 words? I had trouble containing it in 136,000. 

Questions: Do you prefer less conflict? Or less intense conflicts? 

Magic and Mayhem: 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 Baba Yaga can make sure the wand isn’t used to destroy the careful balance between witch and vampire kind. If they can find her.

Assjacket, West Virginia here they come. 

But it is possible to put as much conflict as possible even into 36,000 words, but most of the time they have to be contained in a linear plot line that goes from point A to point B.  
I loved writing this because it's comedic and the characters are quirky. 

Question: Do you prefer more comedy? 

I'd like to hear from my readers. I'd love to know how you feel about some of the questions I've asked because I'm currently working on two different projects and what you tell me here may have a bearing on how long they end up being because I want to please my readers.

My next two projects are Breaking Point (a SEAL Team Heartbreaker project with Langley and Trish)

And the second book of my Paranormal Superstition Series Deep Within The Stone.


What I do with these projects could be influenced by what you tell me. So sing out. I want to hear your opinions and ideas.

Read on,
Teresa Reasor


Friday, October 21, 2016

Releasing Two Books in one Month is Tough

I love writing. It's been my life-long dream to be able to write for a living since middle school. And I love to write different genres. So far this year I've released a historical romance, To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Wedding Night, a military romantic suspense, Breaking Out (Book 6 of my SEAL Team Heartbreaker Series) and now a paranormal romantic comedy Kindle World novella, Magic and Mayhem: Have Wand, Will Travel

I've written 235,627 printed words this year and am working on two more books. I'm about 8,000 words into Breaking Point, the eighth installment for my SEAL Team Heartbreakers Series. I don't know if the book will be a novella or a full length novel yet. Probably somewhere in between. A short novel of 45,000 words I think. And I've written the opening scene (about 1000 words) of my next paranormal the second installment for my Superstition Series Deep Within The Stone. 

My family says that I'm obsessed and I am. I write every day. Even if I'm traveling, sick, or crazy busy. Even if it's just 200 words.(Though I try to write 1000 words a day.)  I love the brainstorming, storyboarding, and character development of the whole process. And I love to have readers read what I've written.

I've been either writing or editing the last two projects Breaking Out and Have Wand, Will Travel for the last six weeks. And setting up promotional things to get the word out there so I haven't done as much writing as I'd like in the last three or so weeks.

And getting the books I write before the readers is very difficult. Especially because I write such different genres. Those people who read Navy SEAL romance don't read my historicals and those who read historicals don't read paranormals. I probably have very few people who read all my stuff. Unlike me who reads EVERYTHING.

But I'm throwing all these out there just in case you're like me and read EVERYTHING.

I've release two projects this month. Breaking Out (Book 6 of the SEAL Team Heartbreakers Series)   

Here's the blurb: 

Navy SEAL Zach O’Connor was dumped while he was deployed on a high-risk mission, and the fallout from the breakup nearly cost him his career. Never again will Zach allow his feelings to make him lose sight of what really matters. Not even when his attraction to Piper Bertinelli makes him long for the very thing he’s vowed to avoid.

Violence and heartache have nearly shattered Dr. Piper Bertinelli’s life, and the last thing she needs is to be attracted to a military man scheduled to deploy. Though all Zach wants is a distraction instead of a commitment, Piper is unable to resist the charismatic Naval officer. He makes her feel safe, something more seductive to her than him being a SEAL. 

When an overzealous policeman from Piper’s past comes after her, Zach has to make a decision: walk away from the woman who's cracked the shell he built around his heart, or stick by her and possibly risk his career. 

And there are other hurdles to face: the family who drove Piper away, but whose secrets may hold the key to understanding why her father was killed. And someone who’s a greater danger to Piper’s life than an angry cop. The man responsible for it all.


And my Kindle World Novella  Magic and Mayhem: Have Wand, Will Travel   I'm writing in my own imaginary town Superstition Kentucky first and then I travel to AssJacket, West Virginia to Robyn Peterman's town and borrow a few of her wonderful characters for the climax of my story. I had a blast writing this. And I hope to write a few more. Loved my characters and they're just waiting for another story.


Here's the blurb: 

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 Baba Yaga can make sure the wand isn’t used to destroy the careful balance between witch and vampire kind. If they can find her.

Assjacket, West Virginia here they come. 

This is Amazon released only so here's the link:  https://amzn.com/B01MF8NAD7


And just for good measure because I've mentioned the two I released this month. I'm putting   To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Wedding Night out there just in case there are readers who are interested in the third project I released this year. 



Here's the blurb:
Highland warlord Gabriel Campbell plans to wed Grace MacNab, but is stunned to learn the banns have been challenged on the grounds Grace is a lady by birth. They cannot marry under the king’s law without permission. 

The man Grace fears most has come to Caisteal Sith to force her into marriage. And there are others eager to offer for her in exchange for access to the charter the king’s regent has given her, but she’s in love with Gabriel. Though she doubts the depth of Gabriel’s feelings, she’s convinced he’s still the best man to lead her clan and fulfill her heart’s desire. 

Can the two stand together to fight tradition and win? Or will their chance at happiness be forever out of reach?
Amazon Canada:  http://amzn.to/1Vdas4o           
Smashwords:  https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/615642

If anyone has any ideas about how to promote all three of the genres don't be shy. Sing them out loud and strong. I'm all ears. And if you've read all my stories or just some of them. THANK YOU. 
Without you I wouldn't be able to do what I do. 
Read on,
Teresa Reasor 



Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Magic and Mayhem Kindle World Release!!!

I'm so thrilled to be a part of the Magic and Mayhem Kindle World. It's been wonderful to be a part of this project and to work with all the great writers involved. I know most of them personally and we've all had a wonderful time.  Robyn Peterman is the very best person to work with to do one of these releases. Her world is really fun to write in and she's such a hoot! Always upbeat, always fun.
You can find all the books at her website, but I'll be putting the links on my blog as they become live, but just in case:  http://robynpeterman.com/kindle-world/


Here's the list of authors and the titles of their books and the links.
Magic and Mayhem: Have Wand, Will Travel
by Teresa Reasor
Magic and Mayhem: Witches Be Crazy (Stacy Justice Magical Mysteries Book 0)
by Barbra Annino
Link: https://amzn.com/B01M2Z1O70
Magic and Mayhem: Witch, Please (Ida May Chronicles Book 2)
by Deanna Chase
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MEGESAO
Magic and Mayhem: Witchin' Hard
by Claudy Conn
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MCVG8FC
Magic and Mayhem: Risky Witchness
by Saranna DeWylde
Link: https://amzn.com/B01M5D6E2R
Magic and Mayhem: Witchin Impossible 2: Rogue Coven (Witchin' Impossible Mysteries)
by Renee George
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MF99P0F
Magic and Mayhem: The Witch Singer (Witches of Mane Street Book 1)
by Heather Long
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MA5MZSF
Magic and Mayhem: Wicked Is As Wicked Does
by Cherie Marks
Link: https://amzn.com/B01M9CT8PC
Magic and Mayhem: To Yaga Or Not To Yaga (Baba Yaga Saga Book 3)
by Donna McDonald
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MEGSZ8L
Magic and Mayhem: Reality Shift (Southern Shift Book 2)
by H.M. McQueen
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MCVGAGG
Magic and Mayhem: Heidi: A 'Not-Quite' Hellhound Love Story (The 'Not-Quite' Love Story Series Book 5)
by Julia Mills
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MA5MZMV
Magic and Mayhem: Protecting Alabama's Kids (SEAL of Protection Book 99)
by Susan Stoker
Link: https://amzn.com/B01MDO4OKN

Magic and Mayhem: Witch In Fire
by Isabel Micheals
Link: https://amzn.com/B01M2Z2QCM
Check out the book trailer featured on USA Today HEA http://happyeverafter.usatoday.com/2016/10/19/robyn-peterman-trailer-reveal/

Of course I have to toot my own horn just a little. I loved writing Have Wand, Will Travel. Loved my characters and my Vampire is HOT!  He has real Woo-woo. 



Here's the blurb: 
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 Baba Yaga can make sure the wand isn’t used to destroy the careful balance between witch and vampire kind. If they can find her.

Assjacket, West Virginia here they come. 

I'll be putting the links to all these stories on my webpage for the Kindle worlds as well so you can check them out. http://www.teresareasor.com Robyn's link is on there until that happens.

Here's a Sneak Snippet from mine: 
She dropped the shielding she’d used to cage the vampire, but kept her eye on him.
He reached out to feel for the barrier and, finding it gone, stuck his hands into his pockets and relaxed. Damn him, he looked like a GQ ad. Model-gorgeous and masculine as hell. He even had a little charm. Too bad he didn’t have a pulse.
She pointed a warning finger at him. “Don’t try using any of your vampire woo-woo on me. It won’t work. I’m immune to it."
He bowed his head and flashed her a fanged smile that shouldn’t have been charming, but was. “I will keep my woo-woo to myself.”
The way he said it made it seem about something more than his ability to compel. Her cheeks burned.
“How much are they paying you to find me?” he asked.
“Five thousand dollars.”
“They may have more in mind than a thank-you, since I know about the jewelry.”
“Let me recover from one disappointment before you pile on another, will you?” It was depressing to discover your clients weren’t exactly what you expected them to be.
He smiled, and with his fangs retracted and in the soft glow of the security lights, he looked human. But he wasn’t, she warned herself.
And there was no proof what he said was true. But she would look into the Sutherlands’ finances, just in case. Dammit.
“So you’re a private detective?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“And a witch.”
“Yes.”
“You’re exactly what I need at the moment.”
Wow, the gall of some people. “If that’s a pickup line, you can forget it.”
“No. It wasn’t.”
Now she felt a little insulted.

“Not that you’re not attractive enough for me to want to pick you up, but I need a witch who’ll help me rescue someone very important to me.”

Thanks for swinging by and checking out our news. Hope to see you at the Facebook party.
Teresa Reasor 

Monday, October 10, 2016

RELEASE DAY for BREAKING OUT!!

It is October 10th and it is RELEASE DAY for Breaking Out!! This book has been a journey. I've been working on it for five months and I'm so thrilled it's out and my dear readers can finally read it.


An Excerpt: 


God, he hated working with explosives. The other guys loved blowing shit up. He couldn’t feel the same way. Being the medic of the team, he’d dealt too many times with the carnage left behind after IEDs ripped guys apart. Seeing the aftermath had made him wary. The C-4 they were using to bring down the building wasn’t what spooked him. The stuff could burn like a log if he set it on fire, but it wouldn’t blow up until he added the blasting caps he was carrying… In fact, just one of those blasting caps could do significant damage and set off the entire cache in his pack.
He dragged in deep breaths to stifle the rush of anxiety. Sweat rolled down his sides. As soon as they returned to base, he’d email Patricia and feel better. The thought steadied him, and his hands only shook a little while he set his supplies out and paused to check the stability of the stacked crates in his way. Moving them would take too long and be too noisy.
He rested a booted foot on one of the wooden boxes and shifted his weight atop it in increments. The lid gave a little, but seemed strong enough to support him. He tucked the hated blasting caps into one of the many pockets in his BDUs and laid the bars of C-4 atop the crates. He climbed the first tier. The lid of the top box wobbled, and he eased it aside. It was packed with rifles. How many were in the room?
And what else might there be?
They were sitting on top of one huge IED with the fuse in their hands. He reached into his front pocket for his cell phone and took a quick pic of the interior of the crate, then another to document the crates in the room. Satisfaction blocked out some of his anxiety while he mashed several blocks of plastic explosive along the weight-bearing wall behind the boxes.
Working quickly, he linked the explosives, embedded the last blasting cap, and hooked it to the timer, finishing the circuit. He glanced at his dive watch. The clock had to be set at just the right second so they’d all go off at once. The steel supports of the building created too much interference for them to use a remote to set off the explosion. This would give them time to bug out and be long gone before the building collapsed.
Clicks on his com system signaled his team members, first Hawk, then Bowie, exiting the building. Need to get a move on.
The sound of voices outside the door sent an electric charge through his system, and he jerked his sidearm free. With the stacks of crates in the room lining the walls, there was nowhere to hide. If they opened the door, they wouldn’t see the charges, but they’d damn sure see him.
Gingerly, he stepped down off the boxes, placing one foot, then the other, on the floor. Even the rustle of his clothing sounded loud. The voices receded. He snagged his pack, which still held his med kit and other supplies, and slipped it onto his shoulders, grabbed his assault rifle, and sidestepped to the window.
If all hell broke loose, he’d take his chances outside the building, away from the explosives. Every bump of the wooden frame as he raised the window sounded like a sonic boom. He slid, legs first, out the window, then lowered himself to the ground.
The crunch of the sandy grit beneath his boots grated as loud as an avalanche. He froze and waited while he scanned the area. The buildings around him seemed to lean in, waiting, watching. Nothing moved, and he sneaked from shadow to shadow, away from the building and back to his position across the street, just catty-corner to the structure’s fa├žade. It wasn’t until he was under the cover of a broken masonry wall that he signaled his all clear on the com.
Derrick Armstrong, aka Strong Man’s signal followed a few seconds later.
Fifteen seconds passed, then fifteen more. Cutter. Where the hell was Cutter? Shit!
Derrick broke radio silence. “Cutter’s a no-show.”
Every nerve in Doc’s body went taut, prickles of concern racing over his skin, all his attention on the building. How the fuck could Strong Man’s voice be so calm?
His commanding officer, Lieutenant Hawk Yazzie, replied over the com, quiet, controlled. “Cutter, come in, over.”
Silence.
“Last location, over?” Hawk asked.
Derrick’s tone remained flat. “Ground floor. I thought he was right behind me.”
Greenback, Oliver Shaker, the teammate protecting their back door cut in, “Five minutes.”
A slight movement diagonal from his position drew Doc’s attention. He focused on the spot, and the NVG-green illumination picked out a shadow shuffling along the side of the building just behind some scrub. A guy with a Boonie hat hiked himself up over the edge of the window, his hat fell off, and his hair, light in color, shone in the odd, greenish glow. Was it Cutter? Why the fuck was he going back inside the building?
“I’m going back in for him, over,” Hawk’s decisive voice cut through the silence.
No. If it was Cutter climbing inside the building… Maybe… Why the fuck would he go into a building set to explode? Was it Strong Man? If it was, why hadn’t he acknowledged he was entering the building?

He needed to say something to rescind Hawk’s decision. He needed to break radio silence and see if it was Derrick. He needed to fucking do something.

Here's blurb and the links in case you decide you just have to have the book: 


Navy SEAL Zach O’Connor was dumped while he was deployed on a high-risk mission, and the fallout from the breakup nearly cost him his career. Never again will Zach allow his feelings to make him lose sight of what really matters. Not even when his attraction to Piper Bertinelli makes him long for the very thing he’s vowed to avoid.

Violence and heartache have nearly shattered Dr. Piper Bertinelli’s life, and the last thing she needs is to be attracted to a military man scheduled to deploy. Though all Zach wants is a distraction instead of a commitment, Piper is unable to resist the charismatic Naval officer. He makes her feel safe, something more seductive to her than him being a SEAL.

When an overzealous policeman from Piper’s past comes after her, Zach has to make a decision: walk away from the woman who's cracked the shell he built around his heart, or stick by her and possibly risk his career.

And there are other hurdles to face: the family who drove Piper away, but whose secrets may hold the key to understanding why her father was killed.  And someone who’s a greater danger to Piper’s life than an angry cop. The man responsible for it all.  

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October 19th  I'll have a novella titled Have Wand, Will Travel releasing. It's part of Robyn Peterman's Magic and Mayhem Kindle World. I loved writing this. It starts out in my own imaginary town of Superstition Kentucky and moves to Robyn's Assjacket, West Virginia.  It's funny and snarky and I'm totally in love with my vampire hero.  


I'll be sending out another newsletter later with an excerpt and links, but for now here's the blurb:

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 Baba Yaga can make sure the wand isn’t used to destroy the careful balance between witch and vampire kind. If they can find her.

Assjacket, West Virginia here they come. 


There will be other books about these characters at a later date. I'll keep you posted.

Here are some of the other ladies involved in this October Magic and Mayhem release. Each has written a kickass novella for this.


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My friends Marliss Melton and KaLyn Cooper have both released books recently. Both write SEAL Romance like I do so I thought I'd share their releases with you.  

Marliss Melton 



Here are the blurb and links in case you want to check it our. Love her guy. And the story has military war dogs in it like mine. 


Master Chief Rusty Kuzinsky has thrown his heart and his savings into preparing a warrior’s retreat. Never Forget is a special place for SEALs to find solace and to heal after grueling operations like those he endured his entire career. Just as his first guests are due to arrive, a military war dog suffering from PTSD lands in Rusty’s lap, requiring attention he simply can’t spare.

NCIS Special Agent Maya Schultz has her hands full raising a teenage son while investigating crimes taking place within the military. When Rusty offers her son a summer job caring for his new dog, practical Maya can’t tell what’s more dangerous—the crazy dog or her attraction to a man who witnessed her husband’s death ten years ago…and claims to see him, still.   

But when danger threatens Maya’s remaining family, Rusty’s special gift and his unhinged dog become her only defense against a suspect who’ll do anything to avoid going to prison. With time running out and life or death at stake, Maya has to choose whether to follow her head as she has always done or to trust her heart this time.  

KaLyn Cooper 

Here's a short excerpt: 

“Hello, Kat.” Those two words, soft and seductive, hit her like a jet blast, searing and overpowering.
She wanted to run to him and have him hold her like he should have done when they buried Ty.
She wanted to smack the shit out him because he hadn’t been there when she needed him most.
She wanted to cry in his arms and have him comfort her.
She wanted to cut him to the core with her words and actions, making him hurt as much as he’d hurt her.
In the wave of reactions, Katlin realized that she had overwhelming emotions for the first time in three years. She felt…something…everything…as sensation poured into the void that had been left cold and empty far too long. Since the day they had stood in Arlington Cemetery and said goodbye to the man who had been best friend to both of them. The man she had loved, and trusted, longer than he had deserved.
She should have known Alejandro’s mere presence would do that to her. Standing casually before her was the only man who could infuriate her to violence one second and stir her passion to the edge of orgasm in the next.
Stunned by internal war, she stood there.
Speechless.
And naked.

Blurb and Links: 


Women in SpecOps? Never…until he sleeps with the most lethal woman in the world. 

Alex Wolf would never believe that women could handle Special Operations, especially someone like Kat with her soft skin, feminine curves and party-girl attitude. When he discovers her real job, he wants to protect her from the terrorists who would kill her, and make her his forever. 

Katlin Callahan spends weeks, sometimes months, hunting the most dangerous men on earth as the covert Ladies of Black Swan team leader. Between missions, the only man she wants in her bed makes her heart pound and her body zing. Losing her heart, and focus, could get them both killed. 

Unrelenting Love is the first book in KaLyn Cooper’s Black Swan series. Each romantic suspense features one of five, active duty women secretly trained in SpecOps. If you like the action-packed stories of Susan Stoker, Gennita Low and Sharon Hamilton, you’ll love this series. 

Buy this sizzling hot romance and meet the Ladies of Black Swan today! 

Thanks for swinging by to check out our news. 
HOOYAH!!
Teresa Reasor