Friday, June 29, 2007

Need a laugh today

Happy Friday!!!
Today is breaking class for karate and looking forward to putting some aggression to those poor innocent pieces of wood *lol*

Thought you could use a funny today. I know I sure needed it.

Two bored casino dealers are waiting at the crap table. A very attractiveblonde woman from South Alabama arrived and bet twenty thousand dollars ($20000) on a single roll of the dice. She said, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I playtopless." With that, she stripped to the waist; rolled the dice; and yelled,"Come on, Southern Girl needs new clothes!" As the dice came to a stop, shejumped up-and-down and squealed "YES! YES! I WON! I WON!" She hugged each of the dealers...and then picked up her winnings, and herclothes, and quickly departed. The dealers stared at each other dumfounded.Finally, one of them asked, "What did she roll?" The other answered, "I don't know... I thought you were watching." Moral of the story: Not all Southerners are stupid. Not all blondes are dumbBut all men... are men.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Second Chances ~ Part 17

Well, the Chris Benoit death is going from bad to worse *sigh and shaking head* Such a shame.
I know, this is a day later than I said, but spent the day at Disney's Blizzard Beach yesterday and let me tell you...I'm not as young as I once was *lol* I'm still recovering from all the stair climbing and sore feet. Still trying to decide if it was worth the $40 entrance fee.
Okay, here's the next part....

Chapter 17

Zack was restless. Even strolling in the warm spring sunshine, he felt on edge. He was tired of being in the house all the time and had taken to walking in the late morning hours. The fresh air was good for him and the walks helped his healing body, strengthening him with every day that passed. Today, his arm, still encased in a cast, was throbbing.

Maria had taken the other guest room and turned it into a studio for Zack to continue with his painting. A kind and thoughtful gesture, but everything he started painted ended with a set of gray eyes staring back at him. Sometimes they were cold as steel, other times they glittered with warmth and understanding. It was frustrating beyond belief how both of the Hayes men still invaded so much of his life. Rob filled his nightmares, while Ryan fell into his daytime fantasies. Zack should have no interest in another intimate connection anytime soon, but Ryan seemed infested in his thoughts. Thoughts of Rob only brought fear.

He dreaded the day he had to appear in court. Luckily, the courts were dragging their feet, postponing each court date that kept coming up. Zack could only assume Charlie’s father had a hand in that.

Looking around, Zack was startled to find himself standing in front of an apartment building. He knew where he was. He knew who lived there. He’d overheard Charlie and his father talking the other day. It appeared Zack’s subconscious was trying to tell him something.

Ten minutes passed before Zack took the first step toward the stairs. The logical part of his brain screamed for him to stop. To turn around and run as fast as possible. But his feet didn’t listen. He took another step closer. Damn, his body.

Zack’s stomach started fluttering with nervousness when he reached the building’s front door. Once more his brain shrieked for him to stop. Instead, he watched in horror as his hand reached out and grasped the knob. It turned slowly or maybe time itself had slowed down.

The world swirled dizzily and when it cleared Zack stood before a door labeled with the number twenty-two. He took a step back, but didn’t move any further. His stomach cramped, nearly bending him over. What the hell was he doing? He shouldn’t be here. Damn it all to hell and back, he should turn tail and run as far away from Alameda as he could get and never look back.

Instead, Zack raised his hand and knocked on the door.


If his hands weren’t chained to his waist, Rob would reach out and throttle the man sitting across the table from him. His lawyer. The incompetent fool his father had sent to take care of his case. The idiot who was supposed to have gotten him out of this shit hole they call a jail. The fuckhead couldn’t even get bail.

“Mr. Reynolds,” Rob said through clenched teeth, trying to keep hold of the hot, bubbling fire brewing inside of him. “Are you telling me that my court appearance has been delayed again?”

The young man, barely out of law school, fidgeted in his chair. He looked nervous. Uncomfortably nervous. “Uh, yes, sir. I,um, got the notice first thing this morning.”

Rob’s fingers balled into fists while a string of curses fell from his lips. He knew the Sheriff had something to do with this. And his lawyer was too green to fight for him. At this rate, he’d never get out of this dump.

Mr. Reynolds stood abruptly, his eyes shifting from Rob’s face to the chains holding him on his side of the table. He was backing away slowly, briefcase in hand.

“I’ll request council with the judge and find out what the holdup is. I’ll keep you informed.”

The dimwitted lawyer disappeared in a rush. Rob pulled on the restraints and screamed. The officer at the door jumped in surprise, eyes wide and fearful. The door opened and two more officers came in.

“That bastard will pay for this.”

Monday, June 25, 2007

Found dead :(

While I was working on the next chapter for Second Chances this evening, my husband was doing his usual channel surfing. It being Monday night, he stopped by WWE's Monday Night RAW. Instead of the usual high impact 'drama' of wrestling, we find them honoring Chris Benoit, who he and his family was found dead today in thier home in GA.

I'm not a die hard wrestling fan, but I remember my dad and brothers watching it on Saturdays when I was growing up, and I've watched it off and on with my husband since we got together 13 years ago. Needless to say, when I first started watching it with him, Chris Benoit was one of my favorite wrestlers (along with Sting and Goldberg *G*) I even got to see him wrestle live a time or two.

The details of his death is few, but sounds fishy from what I've been able to find on the net. I'm sure we won't know what really happened to he and his family, but I hate to see the unexpected death of a good entertainer - for that's what wrestlers are. I'll miss seeing him on the fly by surfing my husband tends to do, though I always made him stop so I could watch him. It just won't be the same.

I will be posting my next chapter to Second Chances sometime tomorrow, rather than today since I'm watching the memorial they are airing instead.

That which must be will be. ~ Danish proverb (Accept situations so you can move forward) - Boy, that really fits my mood tonight *sigh*

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Loose Id June Bash

I'll be posting an excerpt from A Master's Love :)

The Loose Id authors are holding a bash!And we're giving away prizes!

Following are the official times, location and rules of the June Bash. Please email liauthors@... (no spaces) for questions or clarifications.

WHERE:The Loose Id Community on Yahoo Groups. must be a member of the group to participate.Authors will be posting excerpts and chatting all weekend, not just in and around the contest.

Starting with June 8th, the June Bash will take place Friday through Sunday for four successive weekends. The participating Loose Id authors will be posting excerpts on the following themes:- June 8-10 - All "real" or "true to life" fiction books-
June 15-17 - All speculative fiction books-
June 22-24 - All "real" or "true to life" books-
June 29-30 & July 1 - all speculative fiction books

"Real" or "true to life" fiction means there are no fantastic or "out of this world" elements to the story; the category could include (but does not need to be limited to) straight contemporary, historical or adventure stories.
"Speculative fiction" means that there are speculative elements or paranormal elements to the story, which could include fantasy, paranormal, and science fiction.NOTE: Interpretation of the themes is completely up to the author and is not enforced.

One $25, two $10 and two $5 Loose Id gift certificates will be given away each of the four weeks.
At the end of the four weeks, one grand prize of a Loose Id VIP membership will also be given away.

During the contest days, the authors will be posting official excerpts. The subject of each official excerpt post will include the phrase "JUNE BASH EXCERPT". Example, "JUNE BASH EXCERPT: Heaven by Jet Mykles".

Between 12AM EST on each Friday and 11:59PM EST on each Sunday, send an email to liauthors @ yahoo . com (no spaces) and include the following from any ONE official excerpt:1) Author's name2) Title of the book for the excerpt3) The name--first or last or both--of any one of the main characters mentioned in the excerpt

Again, the excerpt containing your information must be for the current weekend, not the previous weekend and the words "June Bash Excerpt" must be in the subject line. Entry emails will only be accepted between Friday and Sunday.

You only have to include infomation from ONE excerpt, not all of them.

Each entrant may send ONE email per weekend. With the exception of the grand prize, each winner may only win once for the month.

On the Wednesday following each weekend, the winners of the prizes will be posted by email to the group. Each winner will also be sent an email directly. Winners have until Friday to respond. Those winners who do not respond by Friday will lose the prize and another entrant from the appropriate weekend will be selected to win the prize.

Winners of each week's gift certificates are not eligible to win gift certificates in the following weeks.

The grand prize of the VIP membership will be awarded to one entrant among all the official entrants from each of the four weekends. Previous winners are eligible.

Above rules are subject to update at any time. Updates will be posted to the Loose Id Community group.

Friday, June 22, 2007

Well, it's been a strange week. I've been restless. Having trouble concentrating on one thing *sigh* I feel like I have spring fever, yet not. It's hard to describe. I've been having trouble concentrating on writing, editing, and reading. So, I finally finished my new website and put the finishing touches to my MySpace account. I put out a link exchange and it's going well. I'm hoping to get them up by next week. It's just a time consuming thing. And then there's the fun of visiting my new friends on MySpace. I've found that I like looking at other's pages. That's enough to keep me busy.

Anyhoo, as I'm catching up on my email, I noticed that Stella Price did a new post on the blog she shares with her sister(Delicious Darkness) the other day, titled - What i like to call the Janus Syndrome. It's an interesting piece...along with their other posts. I suggest you putting this blog on your list and check it often because those women have great insight - at least in my opinion. So swing by when you get a chance.

Without comment, little will result.

Monday, June 18, 2007

Second Chances - Part 16

It's on time this week, though a little short. I'll try to make it up to you next week. ;)

Chapter 16

Three days Ryan spent in the hospital recovering from the gunshot wound. Three days of being cooped up in a small room. Three days of rotten food and rotten TV. By the end of the first day, Ryan was up and wandering the room like a caged tiger. He never did well in small spaces.

Ryan’s father came to visit every day, bringing a chess set. They would sit for a time in silence, their minds on the game in front of them. It had been years since he’d done this and actually enjoyed the peace it brought. Even if it were for just an hour.

Sheriff Mulligan visited every day, checking in on his newest deputy and assuring him that he still had a job when he was healed. Ryan wasn’t sure if he would come back, but he kept those thoughts to himself.

Surprisingly, Maria slipped into his room the second day. She was all smiles. Nice change from the worry that had clouded her expression the last time he was around her. Ryan took the moment to lie back in the bed, his knees already weak from his stroll around the room.

“I hear that you are driving the nurses crazy.”

It was hard not to let this woman’s infect you when her beautiful eyes sparkled and thick lips curved into a smile. Ryan allowed himself to return a quick lift of the corners of his own lips. He shrugged his good shoulder, ever cautious of the wounded one.

Maria’s expression sobered and she sat in the chair Ryan’s father had vacated just a half hour before. “Look. I don’t know what happened between you and Charlie. He refuses to talk about that night or why he left here so…” her words dropped off. Ryan didn’t push. He didn’t want to think of the cruel words he’d said to Charlie.

“Anyway. I just wanted to thank you.” She smiled again, but this time it trembled. “Thank you for saving my husband’s life. And for Zack’s life.”

“Maria. I’m not a hero.” Ryan interrupted her before she said more. “Don’t make me out to be Superman. I’m not really a nice person.”

Maria left out a soft breath, not really a sigh, but close to it. “I know. Or at least I know about you. I hear the talk. But I don’t believe it. I look at you and I don’t feel the cold slither down my spine as it did every time I saw Rob. I don’t see the emptiness in the depths of your eyes like Rob.”

“I don’t need a flaw by flaw comparison to my brother,” he bit out.

Maria’s fingers twisted in her lap, clearly nervous. Her gaze never left his. “I’m sorry. You’re right. It’s just…”

“It’s alright, Maria. Just go home and enjoy them.” He turned his head away from her, ending the conversation.

He heard Maria get up and go to the door, her heels clicking on the tile. “I’m really grateful you are here, Ryan. No matter what you think, you are a good person. With a heart of compassion. People just need to give you a chance. To quit comparing.”

Ryan closed his eyes and fought back the tears. He didn’t want to believe he was a good person. He shared blood with Rob. He’d killed people, no matter it was in the line of duty. He’d broken hearts to the point of being unfixable. No, he wasn’t a good person. He just knew his duty.

Maria left him alone. Always alone.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

In need of a laugh

When fortune knocks, open the door. ~ Italian proverb (Take the chance while you can)

Friday, June 15, 2007

Another one down...

Well, it's the middle of June and I've finished my Christmas story *whew* Talk about hard work. Already, it's hard to be in the Christmas Spirit when it's December and it's 80 degrees, but to write a story in the spring?? Well, it was interesting...

It's been submitted to a publisher. So all that's left is to wait to see if it's accepted. Here's a blurb...

We first meet young, charming, and sexy Christopher O’Malley on Valentine’s Night in New York City helping his friends Michael and Todd complete their most hidden fantasies. This night helps Christopher create his own flights of the imagination of love and bondage along with the erotic BDSM book series written by Master Stafon.

Christopher now finds himself spending the Christmas holiday alone at a beach house on the east coast. That is until he meets little Emily, her mother Devyn and her uncle Mason…the writer whose pen name is Master Stafon.

Christopher is instantly attracted to Mason, even before he discovers the man’s profession. As Christmas draws near, the holiday looks more appealing as Mason gives Christopher the opportunity of a lifetime. To experience some bondage play first hand. Will it lead to more?

Now, I'm smoothing out my story Who Says Three's a Crowd? to get it off to one of my editors come Monday.

Then?? *shrug* There are so many things on my platter, I'm not sure where to start *sigh* Maybe rewrite a couple of my short stories...I guess we'll see where my muse leads :D

Be more trusting of yourself and others.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Second Chances ~ Part 15

I know, I know...I'm a day late. My muse just wasn't working until today. So, no more delay...

Part 15

Ryan stared at the closed door and felt as if he’d just lost his best friend. What the hell was that? He didn’t even know Zack. He was his brother’s boyfriend…ex-boyfriend. His victim. And why in the hell would Zack want anything to do with him? Looking like Rob was a big deterrent.

“We need to talk,” Charlie interrupted Ryan’s inner thoughts.

Ryan slowly turned his gaze to his ‘partner’. His mind felt sluggish from the drugs. It seemed only Zack freed it, but the moment he left, so did the clarity. Meeting Charlie’s gaze, Ryan saw the irritation in the man’s eyes.

“I’m fine, Charlie. Go home with your wife,” his voice still gruff. His head fell further into the soft pillow. He had a feeling this discussion was going where his brain had just come from. Not something he wanted to talk about with Charlie.

Charlie sat in the chair Zack had vacated, still next to the bed.

“I don’t want to talk about tonight,” Ryan sighed when he saw that Charlie wasn’t leaving.
“We have to.” Charlie ran his hands over his face.

“No, we don’t.” He closed his eyes and wished Charlie would go away, leaving him to his morphine and the funky dreams he was sure to have.

“We need to talk about Zack.”

Ryan ground his teeth, cursing, but still didn’t open his eyes. “I’m staying away from him. It was you who left him in here. Hell, I wouldn’t have ever called him.”

“Fuck you, Hayes.”

Ryan hoped that he’d pissed Charlie off enough to make him leave. He just wanted to be alone. What was so wrong with that? Only deep down, Ryan didn’t want to be alone. He missed having someone close to talk to. Someone to share his worries and doubts. And the way it was starting here in Alameda, he wasn’t going to find someone like that.

Had to give Charlie credit. He didn’t leave. “He’s been through hell.”

Inhaling a deep breath, Ryan finally opened his eyes. “You don’t think I know that? Christ, Mulligan. I found him covered in blood and a daisy from death.” He was pissed now. He didn’t want to relive that night. “I held a fucking gun to my own brother’s head,” he ground out. “Hell, I lived under Rob’s torture for 18 years.”

“And you never thought to warn anyone? You knew what he was capable of, but you moved away without a thought to anyone who crossed his path.” Charlie jumped up from the chair and started pacing the length of the bed.

Ryan shifted his body and winced, biting his lip as sharp pain coursed through every nerve ending. “Rob is cruel and possessive. I knew that, but I swear to you, I didn’t know he was seeing anyone. Let alone living with someone. He and I hadn’t talked in nearly two years.”

“Then why did you show up at Rob’s house? Why that night? Damn it, Hayes, why did you even come back?”

Ryan’s good hand balled into a fist, the nails biting into his skin. Anger burned his veins speeding up his pulse. If he could, he would have gotten out of the bed and punched Charlie.

“It’s none of your business.”

Charlie stopped at the foot of the bed and stared at Ryan, who met his gaze without wavering. He refused to let this small town boy intimidate him.

“Go back to New York, Ryan. You’re nothing but a distraction.” Charlie’s voice was low and held a calm, growling tone. Like a mother protecting her young.

“A distraction? How the hell am I a distraction? If it weren’t for me both Zack and you would be dead.” He hated pulling the hero card, but from where he was standing…okay, lying, it was true. And this is his thanks? Ordered to leave?

“You are interfering with Zack’s recovery.”

“I didn’t ask him to be here!” Ryan screamed, sitting up, no longer feeling the pain, only anger. And it felt good. Too good. “And what? Do I distract you, Charlie? Has one night with me distracted you so much that it messed with your ability to do your job?” Charlie’s eyes widened and he took a step back surprised. Ryan knew he should stop there, but the anger was driving now and it wanted to lash out at everything it could. “If it’s infatuation or lust, I think you should talk to your wife about it. Not blame me. Or maybe I distract you because you are partners with a gay man? Is that it? Oh, let’s just blame it on looking just like my fucking psycho twin brother! Hell, while we are at it, blame it on our parents since they birthed us.”

Charlie was slowly backing away from the bed toward the door. His right hand fell to his waist, but he didn’t have his gun belt on so it just hit air instead of the holster. Ryan could see the fear in his eyes. Glittering bright like a beacon in those hazel eyes. That look sobered Ryan quickly.
He fell back into the bed, body trembling, the adrenaline still looking for an outlet to be used. But Ryan was exhausted both mentally and physically. He was tired of fighting because of his past and for his present. Just plain tired of it all. He suddenly wished he’d moved a second sooner so the bullet would have went into his heart instead of his shoulder.

He closed his eyes still feeling no pain but he knew when all those chemicals settled, it would come crashing down on him like a Mac truck.

“Just go, Mulligan. I’m out of commission for awhile. I’m not going anywhere near Zack. Just leave me alone.”

The silence was thick and suffocating. A couple of minutes went by before he heard the door open and slide shut. He was finally alone.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Let's laugh...

Keep your options open a little longer.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Loads of news...

All is good with the exception of one. I won't have a new chapter for Second Chances until Monday. I'm sorry, really I am. But I finished the Christmas story I'm submitting for a Frost entry at Phaze and am in the last stage of edits before sending it off. Also, I'd volunteered to proof the Phaze Fantasies III that is coming out next month and it's taking longer than expected. Let me tell's HOT! *drool* I've got the last story to go through yet. But needless to say, that has kept me busy on top of it being Summer break and my kids are getting restless being home so much.

A Master's Love has recieved two more reviews...

4 cups from Coffee Time Romance
"Ms. Rayne wrote such a scorching and stimulating description of Kyle and Nate arousing themselves, I found myself flushed with excitement. If you love a good romance, you will thoroughly enjoy reading this one. " ~ Candy

5 roses from My Book Cravings
"Oh ladies and gents, this book was so great and I couldn't put it down. " ~ Nicole

Also, spent some time at the TTABBB group where Angela Knight was supposed to be the featured author yesterday. Unfortunately, Yahell was being a b**** and she couldn't get on. But we had a ball!

Here's the BIG news. My story, Dragon Riders: Bonded Hearts is being accepted by Loose-Id! *doing the happy dance* So, I'm doing the contracts and all the paperwork that goes with it so we can get started on it.

And the very last, I'm in the middle of doing some CEU courses in order to keep my LMT status (Licensed Massage Therapist) so that too is taking some of my time. I just love the fact that I can write some initals after my name. HEE!

My new website should also be officially opened next week, as will my MySpace (I'm so lonely there. I need friends :) )

Oh, and can I say that Laurell K Hamilton's new book, The Harlequin, is burning a hole on my desk. I'm soooo needing to read it! It's scary addicting how I am with her books when they are released. *lol* Doesn't take me long at all to get through it.

And here I thought June would be easier. *LOL* That's what I get for thinking

Do what you can and is within your grasp.

Monday, June 04, 2007

Loose-Id's June Bash

I know this should be the post for a new chapter of Second Chances, but due to real life greatly interferring with my writing life, the new chapter is not complete. But it's scheduled to be on as soon as I can I'll get it up. Sorry about the wait...

In the meanwhile, I have an announcement from Loose-Id:

The Loose ID authors have banded together for a June Bash ! Come join us forexcerpts and prizes and fun on the Loose ID Community loop!

Starting the weekend of June 8th, the Loose ID authors will be stopping by the Loose ID Community Loop to post excerpts for current as well as past releases. We're going to be talking about all Loose ID books!

There will be prizes! Every reader will have a chance to send an email to our prize email address for a chance to win. One $25, two $10 and two $5 Loose ID gift certificates will be given away each of the four weeks. At the end of the four weeks, one grand prize of a Loose ID VIP membership will also be given away.Offical contest and themes are on the following weekends (yes, Fridays areincluded in the weekends):-

June 8-10 - All contemporary books-
June 15-17 - All non-contemporary books-
JUne 22-24 - All contemporary books-
June 29-30 & July 1 - all non-contemporary books

All other genres--i.e. BDSM, m/m, BBW, fantasy, paranormal, sciencefiction--will fall into the contemporary or non-contemporary themes as theauthor sees fit.Official rules--including the prize email address and what needs to beincluded in the emails--will be posted before the contest weekends.

Come join us for some early summer fun!

I hope you all stop by and see the great authors we have signed up to participate. I'll be stopping by with excerpt from A Master's Love.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Been working on my site half the day. I'm hoping to announce its opening within the next week *crossing fingers* and at the same time, I'll be announcing my June contest where my prize is a pamper bundle of goodie.
Also, my muse has gotten a little kick start and nearly done with my Christmas story *sigh*

They can conquer who believe they can. ~ John Dryden (Keep faith in what you are wanting)

Friday, June 01, 2007

Another review for A Master's Love

Just recieved another review in the mail for A Master's Love. This time from FAR (Fallen Angel Reviews). I recieved 4 Angels! You can check out the review here:

Also, today I'll be posting at Sierra Dafoe's group, The Sierra Club as part of her Birthday Bash. I'll also be doing a little contest, so stop by and see what's up.

I'm also nearly done with my website. Working with my friend Tuesday to get my graphics done and then putting some final touches to it. Once it's ready, I'll announce it and do a contest for a Pamper Bundle. So keep your ears open.

Oh, one last thing. I was informed last night that I'd be a grandmother ... again!!! My daughter-in-law is pregnant again. Nearly 5 months. Hopefully we'll find out the sex of the child next week. *crossing fingers for a boy since I already have 2 granddaughters*

Listen to others. There is an important message to be heard.