And The Six Winners of The Bewitching Blog Tour Are…



(1) $15.00 Amazon Gift Card

Heather Williams

(5) eCopies of Soul Deep


Elena Istomina

Lisa Brown

Jolanda Love


Mai Tran

Congratulations to everyone! I’ll be contacting the winners via email. My thanks to Roxanne for organizing the tour!

Have a Superb Saturday!


My Alpha Excerpt!

Merry Monday Morning Everyone!

Can you believe it’s almost May? Where did the first four months of 2016 go? Honestly, the world must be spinning faster. I feel as if I’ve been playing catch up forever.

First my site crashed last week and the only backup that could be restored is from November, 2015. Aaaaargh! Gah. Like I need more work. At any rate, I now have firm release dates for the coming months:

My Alpha – June 2, 2016

Prymal Hunger – July 7, 2016

Wolf Raider – September 1, 2016

The Bear and The Bride – October 6, 2016

Gray Wolf – November 3 , 2016

The Dragon Slayer – December 1, 2016

Only two covers right now, My    Alpha and Prymal Hunger.

Prymal_Hunger-Jianne_Carlo--200x320 My_Alpha-Jianne_Carlo-500x800

Have a great day!


Soul Deep Blog Tour – Win Prizes!


Here’s the SOUL DEEP Tour Schedule:

Date Blog Site
4/18/2016 Zenny’s Awesome Book Reviews
4/18/2016 Lisa’s World of Books
4/19/2016 ParaYourNormal
4/19/2016 Roxanne’s Realm
4/20/2016 Fang-tastic Books
4/20/2016 Mightier Option
4/21/2016 Happy Tails and Tales Http://
4/21/2016 Ramblings of a Book Nerd
4/22/2016 The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom
4/22/2016 Book Lovers 4Ever
4/25/2016 The Recipe Fairy
4/25/2016 Deal Sharing Aunt

Tour Prizes

$15 Amazon Gift Card

5 eCopies Soul Deep




Mary, Mary, How Does Your Garden Grow?

Cherry Tomatoes All in a Row!

Cherry Tomatoes All in a Row!

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.

I love this time of year in South Florida because it’s food planting time!

Yes, I love food. And yes, I love to grow my own food.

Stupid, I know, but there’s something magical (at least for me) about being able to pick my own tomatoes and then eat or cook them. (Very few tomatoes actually make it into the house—my mouth claims domain).

Last weekend we planted out tomatoes, green peppers (a first-time grow), kale, and loads of different herbs. Guess what? Some of the tomatoes have flowers already. Sooo thrilled. Here are my very proud mama plant pics:



Pepper (in front), Onion Chives, Garlic Chives, & Basil

Pepper (in front), Onion Chives, Garlic Chives, & Basil












My Wiri-Wiri Pepper Tree. This one's for you Molly Daniels!

My Wiri-Wiri Pepper Tree. This one’s for you Molly Daniels!



Kale and Dill

Kale and Dill











Hope all Southern gardeners are as thrilled as I am!


Notorious’s Drool-Worthy Cover!

Merry Monday Morning!

Notorious-Jianne_Carlo-200x320OMG, I drooled when I saw the cover for Notorious, Wind Dancer Book Two.

Isn’t it totally scrumptious? Truly Georgia Woods of Hartwood Publishing does the best covers.

What a bod! And he totally looks exactly like I pictured Terrence O’Connor, my bad-ass hero (save for the long hair).

Of course, I’m going to start off your work week with an excerpt from Notorious. 

Notorious Excerpt:


“While I appreciate the view of your sweet little body, darlin’, you do realize that this is the men’s steam room, not the women’s?”

Naked, lying on a neon orange beach towel, eyes covered by one forearm, Jenny Su-Lin Taylor didn’t react.

At first.

As the whiskied baritone rumbled into her foggy tranquility, she jerked to a sitting position. Frantic eyes darted left, then right, and took a frenzied sweep of the mists swirling around the small chamber. A thousand Japanese Taiko drums pounded a war beat in her ears. Blood surged to the rhythm, pulsing hysterical tattoos at her wrists, throat, and temples.

She stopped breathing, moving, thinking, when eyes the color of storm clouds racing across a typhoon sky manacled her gaze.

Fantasy and reality merged.


Thor, God of Battle and Thunder, materialized through dissipating, opaque steam curls.


High, sculpted cheekbones, a square, stubborn jawline chiseled by anvils, her most erotic fantasy come to life sprawled on the marble ledge opposite. Wheat-streaked hair fired with auburn glints brushed the broadest shoulders she’d ever seen. One knee bent, the man leaned on a thick, muscled forearm, Popeye biceps bulging.

He drained the oxygen out of Su-Lin’s lungs.

Out of the room.

All about her, magic pooled.

Balmy condensation caressed her shoulders, the barest sigh of enchantment escaped her lips, and the world, no, the universe, pivoted on the mythical deity reclining before her eyes, glorious in his nudity. She’s heartbeat cavorted into loud, insistent hammering, which swelled to fever pitch. She noticed small details—the way the faint dusting of golden hairs on his torso swirled to the right, a thick forefinger stroking peach-pink marble, his taut stomach lifting and falling.

Around his neck hung a gold chain, and a dazzling pendant with intricate engravings punctuated a chest so defined, so Norse god-like, her fingers tingled with the urge to trace each ridge…

Fire licked every inch of skin, flared up her spine, and connected with her brain, igniting a frenzied desire. She scrambled for the towel. Nails scraped the moist marble—she clutched shaky fingers around soft cotton and bounded off the bench. His size dwarfed all five–feet-five inches of her too-big-for-gymnastic-competition body.

A warrior-resolute gaze examined every inch of her roasting flesh, lingered on her B-cup breasts, and his mouth pursed as he studied her. The intensity of those slate eyes had her hands trembling, her fingers fumbling to drape the towel around her chest. She muttered a Mandarin curse when her waist-length, straight-as-a-pin black hair tangled with the wet material.

“You don’t have to leave, darlin’. We can always lock the door.”

Propped on an elbow, the man angled forward, full lips curling at the corners.

“I’m at your service, darlin’, whatever milady wishes.”

Her subconscious noted the slight hint of Irish brogue. Seconds later, his words registered, but their meaning took longer to comprehend.

She couldn’t manage anything more than a panted “Oh.”

The Pause button that had suspended her brain functions thus far clicked off. Fast-forward took over, and she twirled around, intent on escape.

“I like the view from behind too, darlin’. That’s one fine backside.” He ended his pronouncement with a chuckle, which made her skin smolder even more.


Now tell me you don’t agree—doesn’t the cover totally look like what Su-Lin’s just seen? Minus a particular body part, that is *evil grin*.

Have a marvelous Monday!