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The Winners from the Be My Valentine Tour

Congrats to all the winners, especially Cathy M. who won a copy of my Tastes of Pleasure: Taking It to the Edge!

Amy S.
Wolf’s Tender by Gem Sivad
TBA Book by Christa Paige
Once Bitten by Trina M. Lee
Virtuous Vampire by Monette Michaels
Sound of a Voice that is Still by PG Forte

Beth C.
Retreat by Alanna Coca
For a Price by Olivia Brynn
Doll by Juniper Bell
Flash of Dark by Sara Brookes
TBA Book by Sandra Sookoo

Carol Luciano
Red Dawn by Annie Nicholas
The Summerland by TL Shaefer
Fireproof by Tina Holland
Cougar by the Tail by J. Hali Steele
Queer Hauntings: True Tales of Gay & Lesbian Ghosts by Ken Summers

Cathy M.
Stallion of Ash and Flame by Savanna Kougar
TBA Book by Nina Pierce
Tastes of Pleasure by Shara Lanel
Surprise Gift from Jeanne Barrack
Seducing Regan by Stephanie Adkins

Gabrielle Lee
The Last Celtic Witch by Lyn Armstrong
The Cain Letters by Pierre Roustan
Promo Pack from Adele Dubois
One Wilde Night (ARC) by Rhonda Leigh
Were Love Blooms by J.Morgan

Jen R.
Frozen by Morgan Q. O’Reilly
Alitus, Tales of the Chosen by Kayelle Allen
Dining In by Elise Logan
The Challenge by Serena Shay
Come Monday By Mari Carr

Jennifer Mathis
Hearts Afire: December by Ella Drake, Elise Logan & Emily Ryan-Davis
Satisfy Me by Madison Scott
Rip Cord by Jeanne St. James
Prodigal Slave by Roxy Harte
Close to Perfect by Tina Donahue



Pick Your Favorite Valentine

How’re you enjoying the Be My Valentine Blog Tour so far? If you’re at all confused, hop on the tour bus here. Don’t forget to leave a comment before continuing on your way.
Like it a little wet? How about your Valentine all wrapped up in red?

He’s offering you some roses and a little more… But this last guy beckoning you to join him. Yum. I think he’s the best of them all.


Hotties all day–Fri. 12/11–and prizes to win!

Over 25 authors participating = over 25 grand prizes! AND tons of EYE CANDY!

Join the authors from Liquid Silver Books (and friends) for our Holiday HOTTIE Blog Tour and Chat, which runs from midnight 12/11 to midnight 12/12. The chat is from 7a-7p on 12/11, all EST. All you have to do is hit every blog on the tour with a quick comment and you’ll be entered for the grand prizes–we’ll draw several winners so everyone has a good chance. (Some of the authors are offering individual prizes too!)

Here’s the chat link (no password required to join in):

Here’s the blog tour participants in order (in case you lose your way) followed by the list of prizes:

Trina M. Lee Chatting
Serena Shay Chatting
Jolie Cain
Tina Holland Chatting
Stephanie Adkins
Emily and Elise Chatting
Paige Tyler
Juniper Bell Chatting
Alanna Coca Chatting
Roscoe James at SEx
K.Z. Snow
Ella Drake Chatting
Jeanne St. James Chatting
Annie Nicholas
P.G. Forte Chatting
Shara Lanel Chatting
Olivia Brynn Chatting (when Alanna’s not )
Dhympna du Maurier
Morgan Q. O’Reilly
Sara Brookes
Savanna Kougar Chatting
Christa Paige Chatting
Vivian Arend Chatting
Cat Kane Chatting
Dee Carney
Jambrea Jo Jones Chatting
Gem Sivad Chatting


Preja Vu by Alanna Coca
3 paperbacks from Emily and Elise
For a Price by Olivia Brynn
Wolf’s Tender by Gem Sivad
Once Bitten by Trina M. Lee
Bound by Deception by Christa Paige
Rocky Mountain Heat by Vivian Arend
Banged Up by Jeanne St. James
Endangered Hearts by Jolie Cain
Flesh and Blood by Tina Holland
Between Heaven and Hell by Stephanie Adkins
The Challenge by Serena Shay
Protective Custody by Paige Tyler
Human Nature by Cat Kane
Backlist book by Dee Carney
Semper Fi by Jambrea Jo Jones
Red Lioness Tamed by Savanna Kougar
The Spirit of the Place by PG Forte
Iron by PG Forte
In the Dark by PG Forte
Winner’s choice of any book by K.Z. Snow
Six Foot Hero by Shea McMaster
TBA by J. Morgan
Hearts Afire December by Emily, Elise and Ella
Signed print copy of Destiny’s Magick by Rae Morgan
The Omegas by Annie Nicholas
The Extremist by Juniper Bell
Tastes of Pleasure by Shara Lanel

From the Still Obsessed to the Retro Top 40 Stations…

If you’re a Rick Springfield fan, tell me if this strikes you too: Everytime I hear an RS song on the radio it is ALWAYS, WITHOUT FAIL “Jessie’s Girl” as if that’s the one and only song Rick ever had played on the radio. Without even delving deep into his discography you can find something to vary it up. I love RS, but I’m sick of “Jessie’s Girl”. Yeah, it’s catchy, but he wasn’t/isn’t a one-hit wonder.

Working Class Dog

Working Class Dog

Flashback: the skating rink in Pike, NY. Hardwood floors echoing with the sound of rubber wheels striking and sliding, and the occasional butt hitting the floor, especially during the “Hokey Pokey.” Before I even knew who Rick Springfield was, I remember skating to the strains of  “Affair of the Heart” and “Human Touch” from his Living in Oz album. I was a late bloomer as far as rock music was concerned. I was raised on Willie, Waylon, and Dolly Parton, not Queen, Led Zeppelin, or Kiss. In fact, Kiss was probably the whole reason I wasn’t allowed to listen to rock music in the first place. But as soon as I started learning about Duran Duran and Laura Brannigan via my best friend Joy and my Walkman, I fell in love with Rick Springfield. Hard to Hold was the first RS album I was brave enough to ask for for Christmas.

Man, that man was hot with a guitar. Still is!

Ricks Beat of the Live Drum concert video

Rick's Beat of the Live Drum concert video

Okay, back to my campaign: underplayed Rick Springfield songs.

Let’s start with the album the ubiquitous “Jessie’s Girl” was pulled from: Working Class Dog.  According to Rock on the Net, “I’ve Done Everything for You” hit the Top 10 in October of ’81 and “Love is Alright” hit the Top 40 in December. But do we hear them played now? No. Personally, one of my faves from that album is “Red Hot & Blue Love”, which I doubt was ever played on the radio.

Rick still looks good.

Rick still looks good.

Next album: Success Hasn’t Spoiled Me Yet. Come on! “Don’t Talk to Strangers” used to get played all the time in the 80s, but I never hear it now. “Don’t Talk to Strangers” hit the Top 10 in April ’82. “What Kind of Fool Am I” and “I Get Excited” also hit the Top 40 that year. I loved all the songs on that album, but my romantic self played “April 24, 1981” over and over again (followed by “My Father’s Chair” from a later album).

Then 1983, I’ve already mentioned a couple of the songs above, one a Top 40, one a Top 10 hit. He also hit with “Souls.” (Btw, in case you’re obsessed like me, RS was nominated for either a Grammy or an AMA award from ’82-’84.) “Me & Johnny” was my guitar anthem, once I gave up violin, and I crank up “I Can’t Stop Hurting You” after every break-up.

RS’s last Top 10 hit (so far) according to Rock on the Net was “Love Somebody” from the movie Hard to Hold which was only fully appreciated if you were a teeny bopper at the time, then you’d swoon over his naked butt.

Shara and bud at RS concert

Shara and bud at RS concert

Conclusion: Pick another damn song please.  I’m not telling you to play deep tracks from obscure albums–just play something other than “Jessie’s Girl”!


Time for holiday shopping? Check this out!

Fall asleep with this lovable teddy!

Fall asleep with this lovable teddy!

Explore Shara Lanel’s CafePress store to find momentos of your fave romance books! You liked the wolf in BLAME IT ON THE MOON, then how about outfitting your personal hound in the gorgeous cover? And you’ll definitely want to fall asleep with this lovely teddy sporting the FINDING MR. RIGHT IS MURDER cover. Both of these covers were created by April Martinez, cover artist extraodinaire.–Shara

Shara Lanel covers on products

Shara Lanel covers on products

Join me at Greenbrier Mall Nov. 9th!

We’re having a multi-author signing on November 9th at Waldenbooks at Greenbrier Mall, Chesapeake, VA from 1 – 4p. You will be able to purchase books and get them autographed by your favorite authors. Take photos with the authors, chat, find out upcoming news, get freebies.  These are the authors participating:

  • Andrea Jackson
  • Alexis Ke
  • Barbara Donlon Bradley
  • June Bradley
  • Denise Jeffries
  • Judi McCoy
  • nikki hale
  •  (moi!) Shara Lanel

So get the bad taste of all those election digs and calls out of your system and come on out and see us!


Congrats to the Winners of the Trick or Treat!

Congrats go first to Dani K.–she’s the grand prize winner and will be receiving a prize from each of the authors in the circle. (Dani, I have your email so I’ll be contacting you,)

Next, congrats to Lindsey Ekland! You’ve won my giveaway of a copy of FINDING MR. RIGHT IS MURDER! Please email me at and I’ll send you your prize.

P.S. Sorry I was a day late announcing this. Had to clean my house from top to bottom for a party we had last night. Yes, it took a VERY long time to clean!


Trick or Treat for some Eye Candy!

Trick or treat! How ’bout some treat? This 1st pic is one of the reasons I love Criminal Minds.

 Scroll down for more pics and a chance to win…

I’m particularly fond of this set of abs and he’s promoting green wind energy…

Keep scrolling…

Oh my my! I’m taking this one home…


To win a copy of


just post a comment to my blog.

I’ll pick a winner on Nov. 1st!


Want some more? Visit fellow Liquid Silver author Stephanie Adkins’ blog:




Shara vs. the Big Bugs

Just in time for Halloween, a post to totally creep you out. At least, I’m creeped out! Here’s the story:

We’ve lived in this house in Richmond for–hmm–9 years, and we’ve never had this particular problem. Yes, we get those microscopic black ants every spring and hubby puts down some gooey stuff on cardboard and that usually eradicates them. We also had a carpenter ant situation (I’d never even heard of carpenter ants!) that we discovered after the Flood of 2001 (hot water heater explosion, 1 month in hotel while our carpet dried out). And, of course, the occasional mosquito or other outdoor escapee that I get hubby to squash promptly. Oh yeah, spiders–I try to give them a break because they eat other bugs, but if they cross the threshold into my bedroom–their life is mine!

But this year…

It started with one random bug so big and ugly that it had to be an aberation, something that crawled in when my son held the back door open, or something that hopped from a tree branch and shimmied its way inside. After much screaming, I slammed the yellow pages onto it, told my son and dog to keep far away from it, and left the smushed body there until hubby came home to get rid of it. The next one, a couple of weeks later, appeared upstairs coming out from under my decorative cabinet. I screamed at it and my husband, who was trying to dream (it was 1am after all), until 1 woke up and the other scurried back under the cabinet. Hubby pulled out the cabinet and said it must be gone. I said it was not gone and he could not go back to bed until he proved to me that it was well and truly dead.

Finally he tipped the cabinet over, found the bug on the bottom, which sent it promptly scurrying toward the bedroom. Eek! Hubby killed it finally–I think with the heel of a shoe that time.

This is why–no matter how much I care for the environment–I can’t defend all living things. At least not when they’re in my house. I’m fine with non-toxic bug traps, but only if they work!

Next bug sighting: before I’m awake (9 am–rediculously early) my son comes into the bedroom and says there’s a bug in the kitchen. It ran under the fridge. Okay, I could ignore this in favor of sleep, but I should be my son’s hero, right? Plus the dog might catch it and get some horrible disease. So I stumble downstairs, ascertain that it’s still under the fridge, then drag son off to the grocery store to buy 1 large bottle of bug spray. This sucker was going to die!

I sprayed under the fridge, so the bug trotted out and ran under the oven so I sprayed under there. A little while later we discover an upside down dead bug in the middle of the kitchen. Can you guess what I did? Yup–I left it until hubby got home to take it away. This is what hubbies are for, in case you’re wondering. My single girl friends don’t have this luxury, though I have occasionally offered hubby’s services to them.

The grocery store did not have LARGE bug traps for some reason, so I went on a hunt. Think I found them at Walmart. Came home and tucked them in all the places I’d seen the bugs so far. This resulted in another upside down dead bug body. But then, after I thought it was safe to sleep in again, son was up in my bedroom (before 9am) to tell me there was another bug, this time in the living room.

This one was to prove quicker and more evasive. It ran over the back of the chair, so I sprayed down the back, it ran under the bench (doggy spotted it) so I sprayed, then it ran under the couch. Not only did I spray but I used a long stick to push a trap under the couch. Eventually–you guess it–a dead upside down bug appeared just beyond the dust ruffle.

You would think, after all this, that the war would be won. Ugh! Today doggy starts staring at and messing with the bag of bags in my office. I see nothing, but he keeps returning to the bag, so I sit really still…and I can hear something moving in the bottom of the bag! Perry looks at me expectantly, since I never actually let him kill the bugs. I grab the bug spray and douse the entire rim of all the bags and I spray down between the bags. I never saw the bug, but I’m hoping it asphyxiated.

And I’m throwing out all the rubber spiders I have as Halloween decorations.


P.S. I did not pick up the thing, as shown in one of these pictures–I found the pic on the web and it immediately sent shivers up my spine!


Finding Mr. Right is MurderBLURB: In Finding Mr. Right is Murder, Leanne Aimes can’t believe that a woman is found dead on the first night of her best friend’s new business venture, Pajama Dates. A nasty murder won’t be good for business, but it might be good for Leanne, if solving the murder of Ms. Dead leads her into the arms of Mr. Right.


“Ice weighs a lot.” Leanne joined her friend near the center island. “Might’ve messed up a few lines.”

“I should’ve had this in town, shouldn’t I?” She hung her head.

Leanne patted her shoulder. “Look at the bright side, if we’re stranded, then they’ll have more time to fall in love.”

“Or hate each other,” Gage said.

“You shut up. You are not helping!”

Jenny sighed and straightened. “Anyway, I thought it might be a good time to pull out the ice cream fixings.”

“Excellent idea. What do you need?”

“Why don’t you peel and cut some bananas? And, Gage, could you be a dear and pull down that big thing of hot fudge in the pantry?”

Once his back was turned, she winked at Leanne. Leanne threatened her with the knife she was using to cut the bananas, but her friend stuck out her tongue before trotting to the large freestanding freezer.

“Here’s the fudge,” Gage said, plopping the gargantuan container on the counter with a thud. “Wanted to make sure you didn’t run out, huh?” He paused. “What’s wrong with her?”

“Huh?” Leanne looked over her shoulder at Jenny to see that her friend had turned sheet white.

“Leanne, could you come here, please?” Her voice was a scratchy whisper.

“Okay.” She stepped to Jenny’s side and looked down at the freezer lid. “What’s up?”


By now Gage was crowding both of them from behind. Leanne lifted the lid.

“Holy shit,” she said.

“Yeah, holy shit,” Gage echoed.

Damned if there wasn’t a body shoved in the freezer, with the head covered by a frying pan. Leanne decided then and there that she wasn’t having any of the ice cream. She’d eat the fudge straight.

“Is that blood?” Jenny asked in the same low voice, pointing at the clumpy stuff on the cast iron pan. The clumpy stuff was a brownish-red color and had string–no hair–sticking out of it. Leanne’s stomach rolled like a barrel going over the falls. Below the pan was a white terry cloth robe, also spattered in red, and peeking through the folds was the sheer material of a nightgown.

It just seemed so wrong amid the pints of Ben and Jerry’s and the bags of frozen peas and corn.

“Shouldn’t we see who it is?” Gage asked sensibly, not realizing the two women in front of him were frozen in shock. Dumb ass. Like they saw bodies everyday. Leanne slowly ratcheted her head, so she could look over her shoulder at the man. Her mouth was slightly open and she was trying to breathe as shallowly as possible while remaining upright. Perhaps he hadn’t noticed the nightgown.

“Was she trying to cook?” Jenny asked stupidly, glancing up at the pot rack suspended from the ceiling.

“Somehow I doubt it,” Gage said. This time Leanne found enough motor function to smack him in the arm.

He finally seemed to notice her expression. Then he noticed the knife she held in her right hand. “Um, why don’t you give me that?”

“She wasn’t murdered with a knife.”


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