Wilbur was used to going to his college formals alone. He thought the Halloween Ball would be no different. He’s amazed when a beautiful girl in a Victorian costume displays an interest in him and even more amazed to find himself alone with her on one of the campus nature trails.

What Wilbur doesn’t realize is that another woman has her eye on him too. The White Lady returns every Halloween to take revenge on the men of the campus for her brutal murder. She has chosen Wilbur as her next victim.

Over the weekend I read a fun and unique short story, Style me Sexy by Tara Chevrestt. Looking at the cover, this book looks adorable, and it is. 

Bridget doesn't think she's beautiful, but she is visiting the salon in hopes that her usual hairdresser can do just that. However, her hairdresser is away and she is forced to let someone else do her hair. In fact, a man wants to give her a full makeover.

As the reader we get to jump back and forth between Bridgett's point of view, and the hair dressers, Javier as they fight what they are feeling in the short time they are together. 

Once Bridget leaves the salon, the story isn't over. She in fact has a blind date she has to go on. But, I won't tell you what happens, you'll have to read it.

I'm so excited to be offering a free holiday read to my readers. For the next few Thursday's, I will be posting small parts to my story. Each week will pick up where the last weeks ended. Then, December 3rd, my story, along with several other Beachwalk Press authors will release for free in a downloadable anthology. :)

Tara took a long drink from her glass of wine. It was Christmas Eve, and she was alone. Well, not really. Her roommate Brad was there, and to her surprise, this year he was single too. Brad was one of those gorgeous men who was never without a girl hanging around. Though, her being alone…that was nothing new. She’d been having a dry spell the past six months. Perhaps she was too picky, but she liked to think it was just high expectations.

“Are you going to your mom’s tomorrow?” Brad asked as they sat in the dimly lit living room.

Tara glanced around at the decorations. This year they’d gotten a real tree. Nothing huge, but it reminded her of her childhood. Each day when she came home, she enjoyed the smell of the pine welcoming her. “Not this year. She’s got a new boyfriend, and I don’t really want to hang out with them.”

“I guess that would be weird.”

“You think? Mom and Dad have only been divorced six months. I can’t see her with someone else yet.”

Even in her mid-twenties, her parents getting divorced had been hard on her. They had waited until her little brother left for college and then separated. Tara assumed they’d made it work for them, so once all the kids left the nest, they went their separate ways. But thinking back, it never seemed as though they were unhappy. Then again, she was young and had no reason to look for those types of things.

“You know eventually you’ll have to, right?” Brad said.

“Maybe not. If I play it right, I may never have to.”

Brad laughed. Tara always liked the way he sounded when he did. He had one of those laughs that was animated and contagious. She couldn’t help but smile, even as she tried her best to suppress her own giggle.

“So, what about you? Plans?” Tara winked at him.

“Yup, very special ones.”

“Ooo, sounds promising. Are you going to share?” Maybe she was wrong about him not having someone in his life.

He shook his head and smirked. “Nope, you’ll find out soon enough.”
Tara picked up the wine bottle and topped her glass off. She held it out to see if he wanted more, and he leaned forward for her to add the white liquid to his glass. “Sometimes you’re so secretive.” She set the bottle down.

“Don’t you like that about me?”

There was a lot Tara liked about Brad, but that was her own secret. She’d had the hots for Brad from the moment she’d met him five years ago, but they’d always stayed in ‘friends’ territory. Often she wished she was more outgoing and could just offer herself to him, but if he rejected her, their friendship would go out the window. Tara wanted to at least be friends with him. So, she settled with where their relationship was, even though it was pure torture when he brought a woman home for a wild night.

Thank God for earplugs.

“I guess we better put out the cookies and milk for Santa,” Tara joked.

Brad leaned back in his chair and asked, “What are you hoping the jolly ol’ man will bring you this year?”

“Hmmm, let me think. How about a pony? I never did get one of those growing up.” Tara giggled.

“Would you settle for a stallion?”

I'm Lacey Wolfe and I'm a romance author. I write hot and steamy erotic romance as well as I dip my toes into the more sweet contemporary romances. Hopefully, I have just the romance for you. Be sure to check out my BOOKS page before you leave today.

This year, I am very excited about Halloween. We moved over the summer and now live in a subdivision. Before this, we had a house in the country on land and no one really did much when it came to trick-or-treating. My son is eight and daughter is five. They are just as excited as I am. We get to actually knock on doors and maybe get more then 10 pieces of candy. Yum, just thinking about the candy makes my mouth water!

A blistering turnaround for Jana.

After a risqué stunt gets her fired from her flight attendant job, Jana finds an even better position, as crew for Dominatrix Productions.

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The next morning, Jana checked out early, ready for her first flight with Dominatrix Productions. 

Cynthia had sent her a text message letting her know that she could wear anything she wanted, but the more skin she showed the better. Jana was taken aback by the message, but relieved she no longer had to parade around in khakis and polo shirts. She chose a thin, flowing tank top. The sparkles along the dark red fabric perfectly matched the hem of her black skirt that stopped short a few inches above her knee and revealed the murals painted into the sides of Jana's legs. Starting at her feet, the depiction of a beautiful vine wove around her ankle and up her leg, blossoming into bursts of flowers on her thighs before disappearing beneath her clothing. Jana felt sexy and capable when she looked herself up and down in the mirror. She went down to the lobby for the complimentary breakfast as she waited for her ride.

Today I was thinking about being a writer and then I started to think about what the hardest part of my job was. 

Is it writing the book? No
Is it the blurbs? That's hard, but no.
Marketing? Not really
Then what? The loneliness.

Being a full-time author means I spend a lot of time alone. Both kids are in school and the husband goes to work. Which means by 8:15 each morning, the house is all mine until 4. That is a lot of time. A lot of time that nothing is going on. If I'm having a bit of un-creativeness as I am now, that means I spend my day staring at walls, or the TV. If I'm lucky, I might get to talk to someone.

Unless I am on facebook or on chat with other authors, I get no interaction 5 days a week. Some days I think about hanging my towel up and doing something else. Something where I help people, talk to people, just interact. But then the thought hits of having to get dressed 5 days a week, leave my house all those days. While its not a bad thing, I'm accustomed to my loneliness now.

Today I have the very talented, Ella Jade, on the blog today, telling us about her new release, Passion's Pain. Enjoy!

Thanks so helping me celebrate the release of my newest contemporary romance Passion's Pain. The idea for this novel has been running around in my head for three years, but it was one of those plots where I thought maybe I couldn’t pull it off. The more I tried to push it to the back burner, the more the story wanted to be told. Finally, I gave in and went for it. I'm so glad I did.

I grew up on soap operas. I started watching Dallas and Falcon Crest with my grandmother when I was eight. I may not have known what was going on back then, but the ideas and plots stuck with me. I honestly believe watching all of those love triangles, secret babies, faked deaths and sexy romances fueled my desire to become a writer.

When I came up with the plot for Passion's Pain, I knew I was attempting to break the mold of what we're used to in a romance novel. I've created a bit of an unconventional triangle. But, for me, writing has always been about stretching my imagination and seeing where the story takes me. I've fallen fast and hard for my characters in this book. Even Jackson, my villain holds a special place in my heart.