Friday, September 28, 2018


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.”


 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?


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.

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!! 


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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Teresa Reasor 

Wednesday, September 12, 2018


Back in June, I had the honored of being asked to write a book for a brand new SEALS in Paradise Series.  I was thrilled to be able to say YES!! There are eight writers and nine books. Each book will release each Tuesday of September and October.  My book Hot SEAL, Rusty Nail will be out October 16th. It's 52,000 words so more than a novella.

Sept. 4 - Hot SEAL, Salty Dog  (Elle James)
Sept 11 Hot SEAL, Sex on the Beach (Delilah Devlin)
Sept 18 Hot SEAL, Dirty Martini  (Cat Johnson)
Sept 25 Hot SEAL, Bourbon Neat (Parker Kincade)
Oct 2 Hot SEAL, Red Wine (Becca Jameson)
Oct 9 Hot SEAL, Cold Beer (Cynthia D’Alba) 
Oct 16 Hot SEAL, Rusty Nail (Teresa Reasor)
Oct 23 Hot SEAL, Black Coffee (Cynthia D’Alba) 
Oct 31 Hot SEAL, Single Malt (Kris Michaels) 
Below are the blurbs and buy links for each book:

Hot SEAL, Salty Dog by Elle James  (Sept 4) - Navy SEAL on vacation in Mexico wakes up married to a jilted bride and retraces his steps to matrimony. 
Confirmed bachelor and Navy SEAL Chase Flannigan is celebrating his separation from the Navy in the tropical paradise of Cabo San Lucas. After a particularly hazy night, he wakes up with a ring on his finger and a beautiful woman in his bed, and no memory of how they got there. Stood up at the altar, jilted bride Maggie Neal snags her best friend and goes on her honeymoon, one groom short only to wind up in bed with a hot SEAL, married and extremely hungover. 
Together, Chase and Maggie take a walk down their fractured memories’ lane to discover how they ended up hitched. In the process, they discover a bullet hole in Chase’s baseball cap, a drug cartel with a vendetta against them and a burgeoning love born of respect and adventure, a love they never expected to find in paradise.
Hot SEAL, Salty Dog by Elle James

   Hot SEAL, Sex on the Beach by  Delilah Devlin (Sept. 11) - Navy SEAL
Carson Walsh is ready to live the good life. After surviving fifteen deployments in ten years, he bailed on the SEALs figuring this cat had run out of lives. Now living in Cabo San Lucas, the only danger he faces is choking on an oyster or drowning in beer--and then he meets her. 
Gina Tripp is the Calamity Jane of bounty hunters. She's the stand-in for an absent groom on her girlfriend's honeymoon in Cabo when she meets a cute guy with a nothing but sex on the beach in mind. But she has her sights set on scoring a huge bounty--an ex-pat skip hiding out in Mexico. All she has to do is figure out how to perform her own extradition of her target. One drunken night later and a wild ride on a drug-runner's plane, she's pretty relieved she hijacked a Navy SEAL to help her with the job, even if he's an unwilling participant who has to put his rusty skills to use to keep them both alive.
Hot SEAL, S*x on the Beach by Delilah Devlin

Hot SEAL, Dirty Martini by Cat Johnson (Sept 18)
He wants seclusion. She craves the spotlight. The deal they make could give them both what they need...if they don’t kill each other first. 
Navy SEAL Clay "Dirtman" Hagan's retirement plans are simple. Buy the dilapidated beachfront cottage he found listed for a song, fix it up, and live out his days in solitude. Everything is set until an anonymous bidder starts driving up the price of his future dream home. TV talk show host Tasha Jones is flying high, until one word--CANCELED--sends her crashing down. Now she's looking to resurrect her career with a new home renovation show, if she can get around the obnoxious buyer standing between her and the perfect property. When her competition turns out to be none other then the a-hole from her embarrassing drunken one-night stand, the battle for the property really heats up as the insults--and the sparks--fly. Her agent notices the chemistry between them and decides the viewers will too and the concept for "Hot House" is born. If Clay agrees to have the self-centered star and her cameras in his house for the duration of the show, he gets to walk away with the property free and clear in the end. If Tasha can put up with living in the house with the Neanderthal control-freak during the construction, she gets a hit show and her career back. It shouldn't be hard since the director loves when they argue on camera, which is good since they agree on nothing. Well, almost nothing. They do both agree that they pretty much hate each other and neither one wants a repeat of their one night together. So why does it keep happening?
Hot SEAL, Dirty Martini by Cat Johnson

Hot SEAL: Bourbon Neat by Parker Kincade (September 25) A Navy SEAL walks into a bar…
Brooke Ramsey loves everything about the Midnight Bay Beach Resort on Grand Turk Island, her newest account and benefactor of her two-week, all expenses paid workcation. The sun, sand, and drinks with the cute umbrellas were her idea of heaven. Until an altercation with a drunken guest threatens to ruin everything. 
Navy SEAL Asher “Knots” Dillon hates everything about the Midnight Bay Beach Resort—the sun, the sand, and those stupid drink umbrellas—but he’s seen too much in his job to want his mom and teenaged sister traveling without protection. While the women in his life get their vacation on, he parks it at the beachside bar, soaking in the shade and much needed solitude … until a gorgeous woman gets into trouble, and Asher has no choice but to intervene. No one is more surprised than Brooke when a hunky stranger comes to her rescue, posing as her boyfriend and taking care of the situation like one sexy bad ass. Only now they have to keep up the ruse for the duration of her stay. What follows is a no strings, no expectations adventure with sexy consequences.
Hot SEAL, Bourbon Neat by Parker Kincade

Hot SEAL, Red Wine by Becca Jameson (October 2)
Ellie Gorman hasn’t had a vacation in years. Working herself to the bone day and night on Wall Street has kept her mind from wandering too often to the only man she’s ever loved. The man she left fourteen years ago after their high school graduation. When her best friend lures her to join a girls’ cruise, Ellie relents. The sun will do her good. Relaxation is her top priority. No stress for a full week. 
Noah Seager has spent more than a decade fulfilling his dream of joining the navy SEALs and serving his country. But he’s exhausted and worn out. It’s time to retire, find himself, and start a new chapter in his life. A vacation with his best childhood friend is the perfect way to decompress. Even better—a cruise. 
Neither Noah nor Ellie are prepared to run into each other at the bar on the lido deck as soon as they board the ship. They’ve been set up, and they will toss both their meddling friends overboard…as soon as they can find them. They had been very much in love even at a young age. They’d known. Everyone had known. And then the bottom had fallen out of their worlds. Ellie has a secret she has never shared with a single person. 
Noah has lived with the pain, hurt, and frustration of being dumped for unknown reasons. He never should have let her go, and that realization slams into him with a powerful punch as the two get reacquainted. While Ellie struggles with admitting her deep feelings for Noah have never subsided, Noah fights his own internal battle. She insists she can’t and won’t ever reveal the nature of their brake-up. Can Noah convince her to let him back into his life anyway? And more importantly, can he let their past go, bury it, and live a fulfilling life with the woman he never forgot, knowing he will never have all the answers?
 Hot SEAL, Red Wine by Becca Jameson

Hot SEAL, Cold Beer By Cynthia D’Alba (October 9) Nicholas Falcone (aka Nikko, aka Falcon) Dr. Jennifer Pierce A recently retired Navy SEAL in need of a vacation agrees to play fake lover for the Maid of Honor at a destination wedding only to discover that what happens on a Caribbean Island can sometimes follow you home.
Nicholas Falcone, aka Nikko, aka Falcon, is five months out from active SEAL duty, putting his pre-service accounting degree to use while going to law school at night. He’d love to take a vacation between semesters, but every buck is earmarked for his education. When a fellow accountant approaches him about his sister needing an escort for a destination wedding, Nikko jumps at the idea. With the wedding families footing the bill, what does he have to lose?
Surgeon Dr. Jennifer Pierce is still stinging from a broken engagement. Going to a destination wedding at the Sand Castle Resort in the Caribbean would be great if only her ex-fiancĂ© and his new wife weren’t attending also. Her options are to find a date or not go, but not going isn’t really an option. That means letting her brother set her up with a guy from his accounting office…Heaven forbid. When did accountants start looking like this?
** Cold Beer ** is part of the Diamond Lakes, Texas Series. Each book can be read as a stand-alone. They do not have cliffhanger endings. It is also in the “SEALs in Paradise” connected series. Each book in the multi-author branded SEALs in Paradise series can be read stand-alone, and individual books do not have to be read in any particular order.
Hot SEAL, Cold Beer by Cynthia D’Alba

Hot SEAL, Rusty Nail by Teresa Reasor (Oct. 16)
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?
Hot SEAL, Rusty Nail by Teresa Reasor

Hot SEAL, Black Coffee by Cynthia D’Alba (October 23)
Dealing with a sexy ex-girlfriend, a jewel heist, and a murder-for-hire can make an ex-SEAL bodyguard a tad cranky.
Trevor Mason accepts what should be a simple job…protect the jewels his ex-girlfriend will wear to a breast cancer fundraiser. As founder and owner of Eye Spy International, he should send one of his guys, but he needs to get his ex out of his system and this is the perfect opportunity to remind himself that she is a spoiled, rich debutante who dumped him with a Dear John letter during his SEAL training.
Respected breast cancer doctor Dr. Risa McCool hates being in the limelight for her personal life. Her life’s work is breast cancer treatment and research, which she’d rather be known for than for her carefree, partying debutante years. She agrees to be the chairperson for the annual breast cancer fundraiser even though it means doing publicity appearances and interviews, all while wearing the famous pink Breast Cancer Diamond for each public event. The multi-million dollar value of the pink stone requires an armed bodyguard at all times.
Past attractions flame, proving to be a distraction to the serious reality of the situation. When Risa and the millions in diamonds go missing, nothing will stop Trevor from bringing her home, with or without the jewels.
Hot SEAL, Black Coffee by Cynthia D’Alba

Hot SEAL, Single Malt by Kris Micheals (October 31)
A sense of duty drove Gunner Kincade’s twenty years of service as a Navy SEAL and after his Pops had a stroke, that same sense of duty drove him back to Half Moon Bay to help his old man run his bar, The Wayward Walrus. He meant to surprise Pops with the news he’d retired and was home to stay. It didn’t exactly work to plan. Pops had hired a tiny fireball by the name of A.J. Erickson. Before she’d even learned his name, A.J. managed to sic the local police on him, drown him in dirty mop water and crush his privates, and to his chagrin, she wasn’t going anywhere. Pops had sold her twenty percent of his bar.
After she healed enough to leave the east Texas hospital and testify against her ex-boyfriend, A.J. packed up and drove west. Answering Silas Kincade’s help wanted ad seemed an answer to a prayer. The old gentleman needed her skills and it didn’t hurt they got along like a house-a-fire. She settled in and made Half Moon Bay and the Walrus her home. After the physical abuse she’d suffered in Texas, she’d honed her ninja skills and though tiny, she stood her ground and defended the Walrus from a trespassing, six-foot-four, muscle-bound, hulk. When Silas introduced the hunched over male, the one cradling his balls, as his son, Gunner, she about died from mortification. Things went downhill from there.
What’s an ex-SEAL to do when a diminutive fireball worms her way past all the bruises she’s inflicted and into his unwilling heart?
Hot SEAL, Single Malt by Kris Michaels

I'm so excited to be a part of this series amongst such wonderful authors.

I hope you'll check out all the books.

I fell in love with my characters in this book. Their chemistry was amazing, and it was hard for me to end the book. I just didn't want to turn loose of them.  I may return to write another book in this series.... AFTER I finish Derrick Armstrong's book BREAKING CHAINS.  I'll keep you posted on that later.

Read on,
Teresa Reasor