Prymal Passion Edit-Cave

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For the first week of 2015, I’ve been  in the edit-cave juggling between Prymal Passion—Bandit and Kata’s tale and Sinner—Sinner and Destiny’s.

I wanted to start my 2015 blog with both book covers and that’s the reason for delaying the post until today.

Aren’t both yummy?

Hope you’re having a salacious Sunday 🙂 Have a great week everyone!

Cheers,

 Jianne

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Merry Monday!

Jianne

Happy 2015!

confetti 3H A P P Y    N E W    Y E A R!

 

MAY THE BEST OF 2014 BE THE WORST OF 2015!

Ricky – In Memoriam

rickyMy beloved Richard Louis Schader, aka Ricky, passed away on Monday night. I am devastated. Ricky brought joy, light, and sheer happiness to the lives he touched, including mine and the Viking, and my three sons. And he wasn’t even my Golden Retriever.

We were privileged to be able to care for Ricky for six months while his true master looked for a pet friendly place to live. During those wonderful six months, we fell in total love with Ricky and he became part of our family.

When it was time for Ricky to leave, I negotiated custody rights, and our home became ‘Ricky’s Vacation Home’ a few times a year. Ricky visited three times this year; for my birthday, for a week in the summer, and for a long weekend in October. I am so happy I was able to have him recently.

Here are a few of the hundreds of pics I took of Ricky.

RIP, Ricky. I will always love you.

 

 

 

 

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Today, Ricky’s Vacation Home is in mourning.

Our sincere condolences to Andrew.

A Sinner For 2015!

Today’s December 29, and my middle son—‘the wayward one— turns 29. It’s called a golden birthday. I’m so proud of him and the man he’s become.

As a mom, I love my three sons, but at Christmas dinner this year, I realized that I also like, respect, and admire all my ‘boys’. During my short lifetime, I’ve set tons of goals and achieved most of them—run a successful business, managed our immigration to the U.S. without any major mishaps, did a buddy-parachute-jump, flown a fighter jet, but there are two things I’m most proud of. The Viking and I still love, like, and enjoy each other after thirty-eight years of marriage. And I’ve raised three incredible men.

Feeling incredibly lucky this last marvelous Monday of 2014!

Oh, and I just received the cover art for Sinner, book #1 of The Hades Squad. Isn’t the cover hot??? Here’s a teaser excerpt from Sinner.

Sinner-Jianne_Carlo-200x320Sinner Excerpt (not final version):

Linc suppressed the anger boiling and bubbling in his veins. Tipping her chin with a finger, the pressure slight but firm, he promised, “I’d never betray your confidence, Destiny. I’m honored you trusted me. And when you decide to confront your father, I’ll be right by your side. Got that?”

Mist shimmered in her eyes; her lower lip quivered. The muscles in her throat worked and she ducked her head.

“What?” He jiggled her hands, her flesh now toast warm. “Talk to me, Destiny Driven.”

“I, um. You’ll be by my side when I decide to confront my father?” Her eyes darted to his face, and then she focused on a spot near the fridge.

“Yeah,” he rasped, and the effort to not say any more nearly killed him. “You’ll have to give me a couple days’ warning. I’ll need to work off some energy. No one. No one hurts my woman. Got that?”

“You’ve known me for less than two days,” she pointed out.

“You’ve been mine since the minute I laid eyes on you.” Time to change tactics. “Did you find the popcorn?”

Her eyes crossed. She smacked his forearm. “I hate it when you do that.”

“What?” Lincoln tried for an innocent, “I wasn’t even in the room when it happened” look, but couldn’t hold it together, angled his head back, and roared with laughter. “Your eyes cross when you get frustrated. You look adorable.”

“I’m five-seven. Adorable works on petite women.”

He tweaked her nose. “Uh-uh. You. Are. Adorable.”

The beak of a flamingo slipper sprawled on the floor tickled his knee. He grabbed the bird. “Only an adorable woman could wear these with such flair.”

“Linc?” A fingernail tapped his forearm when he fitted the fuzzy slippers on her feet.

“Destiny?”

“Where do you go after you finish with the fire?”

He stood, hauled her up with him, and draped an arm over her shoulders. “This was my last mission. I’m heading back to Long Island.”

“You’re quitting?”

“Yeah, Satan, Lucifer, Demon, Devil, and I are venturing into the security business. Piracy on the high seas is rampant, especially in the Indian Ocean area. Satan’s family is Greek, and he has contacts in the shipping industry. We’ve secured contracts to protect three shipping lines.”

“You have to explain the nicknames.”

“We’re the Hades Squad.” He formed quotation marks around the name. “When we’re not deployed, we do aerial shows around the country. Mostly charity gigs. There’re a few more team members. Most are still on active duty. A few are due to retire soon, and we’re hoping they’ll join us. Actually, we’ve pretty much decided to actively recruit from our current and ex-members.”

“Why the Hades Squad?”

“In Afghanistan, the enemy collectively referred to any American in uniform as the great American Satan. Our Senior Chief decided to use the term to intimidate the shit out of the locals. At first we called ourselves The Devil’s Squad, but the bureaucrats and brass decided the word ‘Devil’ wasn’t politically correct. Hades was the Greek God of the Underworld, so we settled on The Hades Squad.”

“That’s actually very clever. Just how did you get the moniker, Sinner?”

“Senior Chief Googled alternatives for Devil and antonyms for Saint and put all the names into his helmet. I picked Sinner.”

“And Lorcan picked Satan. Demon, the guy who loaned me the cabin, is one of you, isn’t he?”

“Yeah.”

Emotions churned in her eyes, and she tapped one foot on the floor; the flamingo’s obsidian beak danced like a drunken domino.

He cupped her jaw and turned her gaze to his. “You do that whenever you want to ask me something but won’t. What?”

“What happens when the blizzard stops?”

Hope you enjoyed!

Have a magnificent Monday!

Cheers,

Jianne

Merry Christmas To All!

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Christmas is my favorite holiday! I love everything about it. I get to buy presents for the people I love. No one can nag me about spoiling everyone outrageously. And people are smiling and grinning and simply being nice.

I’ve neglected my blog and am late in getting contest wins to everyone, but I swear all will be merry and nice before the day is out. My three sons are home, my mom comes in on Saturday, and my middle son has his golden birthday on Monday (that’s like when you turn 13 and you were born on the thirteenth).

This year (*blush*—every year), I’m wallowing in family and joy and happiness. My wish for all of you, my friends, colleagues, and readers is the very same. I hope every single one of you is surrounded by all your loved ones.

Here’s my favorite Christmas Video – hope you enjoy!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFHHChUKzgg

Merry Christmas Everyone!

Cheers,

Jianne