The season is upon us!

Sitting here listening to Lunchbox Lewis. Thinking about the holidays. I love the lights and the Christmas movies. I am really looking forward to seeing the new Seth Rogen one. The name is not coming to mind right now. Jgl (Joseph Gordon Levitt) is also in it and Anthony Mackie. It looks so funny. My kind of humor.

My absolute favorite Christmas song is....

I know, I know we skipped right over Thanksgiving. But I believe that is the way it works. I am looking forward to turkey and sweet potatoes though! What about you?

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Meet Jessie Lane on Day 12

Jessie Lane is the best-selling author of The Star Series, Big Bad Bite Series and the Ex Ops Series.

The Jessie Lane pen name was previously the writing duo of sisters-in-law Crystal and Melissa.

M.L. Pahl (Melissa) has departed from the Jessie Lane pen name after writing her one and only book, The Frozen Star, to pursue other things. She will be sorely missed, but I know she has an amazing future ahead of her. You can follow M.L. Pahl at: Facebook and Twitter

You can also check out her Facebook page that she shares with her older brother Matthew Leo for their upcoming book, Zombies Don’t Ride Motorcycles, HERE.

Crystal will be staying on to write under the Jessie Lane name. She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in the making and her over protective alpha husband. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them.

You can follow Jessie Lane at: Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Goodreads & her Amazon Author Page

Jessie writes Upper YA Fantasy/Paranormal Romance & Adult Paranormal and Contemporary Romance. She’s currently working on her next two novels, The Demon Who Loved Me (Big Bad Bite Series #3) and Stripping Her Defenses (Ex Ops Series #2).

Meet the author J.C. Valentine

Best selling author J.C. Valentine is the alter-ego of Author Brandi Salazar, whose enjoyment of tales of romance inspired her to branch out and create her own.

She lives in the Northwest with her husband, their wild children, and far too many pets. As a university student, she studies literature, which goes well with her dream to become an editor. Brandi entertains a number of hobbies including reading and photography, but her first love is writing fiction-in all its forms.

Get to know J.C.

     What does your writing process look like?

I’m up at 5 a.m. and off with a cup of coffee in hand. I do my best writing before the sun rises. I have a file I keep open that contains my notes and really rough outline, which I may or may not refer to depending on the mood of my characters. We struggle, my characters and I, in a battle of wills, for an hour minimum, until one of us (usually me) is too exhausted to continue. We part ways, and agree to try to get along tomorrow.

 Do you have any strange writing habits (like standing on your head or writing in the shower)?

While writing in the shower sounds like a fun and interesting challenge, I’m quite boring. My only requirement is a snack and drink to be on hand at all times.

What book do you wish you could have written?

Pfft. Every book I read. Right now, though, anything by Katie McGarry.

 Just as your books inspire authors, what authors have inspired you to write?

Just about every author I read inspires me to write, but the main ones have always been Kresley Cole, J.R. Ward, and Gena Showalter. More recently, I have added Emily Minton, Colleen Hoover, and Abbi Glines. There are more, but we’d be here all day :)

 If you didn't like writing books, what would you do for a living?

Editing. I finally figured out what I want to be when I grow up. I can’t wait to get my hands dirty!

 Are you a plotter or a pantster?

Half and half. I always enter into a project a pantster, but I try to finish it a plotter.

 Do you read your reviews? Do you respond to them, good or bad? Do you have any advice on how to deal with the bad?

I know many advise against it, but I do read my reviews. It’s a compulsion, really, but as scarring as some of them can be, I use them as a learning experience. What do the readers want from me? What works and what doesn’t? Those are invaluable guides in my writing process. I NEVER respond to a reviewer. It’s their opinion, and they’re entitled to it. As for how writer’s should deal with a bad review: ice cream (or any other manner of junk food). Just stuff your face until your emotions balance out, then get back to writing. It’s just an opinion, after all.

 What is your best marketing tip? One word: persistence.

Is there a certain type of scene that's harder for you to write than others? Love? Action? Racy? Weird, but true… considering what I write, but I have a really hard time writing a racy scene. Sometimes, it can take me a couple days to get to it, and get past it.

Do you write naked? Anytime I get the opportunity! Granted, I have kids, so the opportunity hasn’t presented itself yet, but when I do, watch out!
What is your biggest failure? If I have one, it’s doubting myself. I try very hard to succeed in everything I do. As long as I try my best and don’t give up, I don’t consider anything a failure. 
What is the biggest lie you've ever told? That the Tooth Fairy exists. Oh, the lies I have told to keep that myth alive.
Have you ever been in trouble with the police? Possibly, but I’ve never been convicted of my crimes, so we’ll never know.

What is your biggest fear? Failure, which is why I push myself so hard to succeed.

What do you want your tombstone to say? Respawn in 3…2…1…

 Where is one place you want to visit that you haven't been before? I really want to visit Rome someday.

 If you could have any accents from anywhere in the world, what would you choose? Scottish

 Do you have any scars? What are they from? One on my lip. I got it while drag racing my two wheeler on my elementary school blacktop when I was six. But I won, and really, isn’t that what matters?

Here's a taste of her latest book!

From the wrong side of the tracks...

Alyson Blake had learned early on that the only one she could depend on was herself. The only light in her life was a boy whom everyone agreed was destined for prison; but with his first kiss, he had set her soul on fire. Since the day the police dragged him away in handcuffs, she had managed to lead a quiet life, but when she attends an event fraught with mayhem, trouble resurfaces.

The one person she can’t forget...

Jamison Weston is the kind of guy dads load their shotguns for; endowed with a hot temper and a rap sheet as long as both tattooed arms. Known as “The Judge,” Jami’s hot temper, lethal fists, and cocky attitude have earned him respect and admiration both in and out of the ring. But just when he thinks he’s pummeled his past to death, Alyson Blake reenters his life.

Two paths collide…

After years of separation, Alyson is eager to reexplore the man who’s never left her thoughts, but for Jamison, she’s both the distraction he wants, but doesn’t need. As the two embark on a relationship that neither of them expected or bargained for, an outside threat closes in. When Alyson crosses the line of professionalism and takes her work home with her, her life is put in danger, leaving Jamison with no choice but to once again step in and become her protector.

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Sneak peeks from Ink 4!

Hey hey! Today I want to share some of Ink 4: Grim Encounters. Be kind, it's raw and unedited.

Five houses down

The grit of the sand between my toes told me exactly where I was even if I couldn’t see a thing because Slade’s hands were over my eyes.

When he said surprise he really meant it. And I was dying to know what it was. I had never seen him so enthused about anything before.

“Can I look?” I asked again letting him steer me over the sand. I held on to his shirt afraid I was going to fall. I could hear the sea doos behind us and planes flying overhead.

“A few more feet,” he said.

“What is this?”

“It’s a secret, and you’re starting to ruin it. Just shut up and go with it or I’ll never do this again,” he said laughing at me.

I shut my mouth . He was even sexier when he was ordering me around. The sand was beginning to burn a hole in my feet so I hoped he would hurry.

“Okay,” he said. “Take a look.”

I blinked a few times my eyes settling on a beach house. It wasn’t the best, it was in bad shape like ours when we first moved to Cherry. I looked at Slade. He moved in, throwing an arm around me. “What do you think?”

“I think I can see my house from here,” I said looking at my own house. “What is this?”

He led me by the hand to the gate, the yard was overrun with weeds and debris. “This is my new place.”

I raised an eyebrow. “You’re joking.”

Slade shook his head letting me go in first. “I kid you not. I signed the papers today. No more Rv. No more Henry Park.”

I could see it in his eyes the last part bothered him. “There’s always Henry Park.” I wrapped my arms around him. “And this is great.”

He kissed my forehead taking it in with me. “It’s a piece of shit. But Kidd and Oz promised they would help me fix it up. And Henry Park is being shut down.”

“What?” I pulled away to get a good look at him to make sure he wasn’t pulling my leg. “How could that even be possible?”

He shrugged. “Thank the church for that one.”

My heart ached for him and his dreams. He loved singing there. Henry Park was just as much a part of Slade as his tattoos and bad boy attitude.

“No worries. We have a few ideas to keep on singing,” he told me. He worked the lock carefully with his key while I stayed very still so I didn’t plunge through the porch. The place was a mess.

After a few shoves to the door with his shoulder we were inside staring at old furniture and outdated kitchen appliances.

“This has a lot of potential,” I said with a smile. “I really mean it.”

Slade smirked. “You and I have a lot of potential.”

Talk about weak in the knees. I did my best to hide what I really wanted to do at that moment and settled for kissing him on the lips. Even now he still made me feel like a groupie.

I didn’t know what to say so I settled on enjoying the moment.

“I can help,” I said, twirling around to face him. He was blowing dust off of one of the lamps the previous owners left behind.

“Are you good at pulling weeds?” Slade asked his brows knitted together as he looked at me.

“I’m from Georgia, of course I am.”

“I knew there was a reason I saved you that night instead of letting the crowd trample you,” he said grinning.

I rolled my eyes.

We spent the next hour washing down walls and sweeping the floors. Slade removed every dust cover and old curtain. He fixed the only ceiling fan in his house and swept out the windows before opening them to let some fresh air into the place.

“Looks better already,” he said pulling his shirt over his head. He was sweaty and a bit filthy but still hot.

I agreed giving him a peck on the lips. I brushed some hair from my eyes and dropped the sponge in the bucket of dirty water. “I’m hot.”

He nodded. “You are. But be careful throwing that around all the time someone might think you’re conceited.” He walked across the room and took my hands in his. “I might have another surprise.”

I searched his eyes. “What now?”

“Lift up your shirt,” he said.

I laughed staring down at my black bathing suit top. Before I could check out my bottoms he slid a hand along the waist of my shorts and worked them down. They were black too.

“I like it,” I said.

“Remember the first time we got in the water together?” His arms wrapped around me. I had literally a million butterflies swarming my stomach all at once.

“Yes I do,” I said, stroking his arm. I touched his face. “That was the first time we were together. And you were incredible.”

“You weren’t so bad yourself,” he said making my heart skip a few beats. God, he still knew how to make me feel like the best thing in the entire world just by looking at me.

I dusted off my hands on the seat of my shorts. “I have to run home. But I will be back.” I lifted my mouth to his and we kissed. His hand found my waist just like they always did and he backed me up until we were pressed against the wall.

I wasn’t fighting any of it because I would rather be doing what we were doing than taking my dog for a walk at that moment. I turned pushing him against the wall. The space got me excited at all the possibilities, we weren’t in the small Rv anymore.

Slade let me push him up against the wall. I unbuckled his belt and tore his pants down. “I want you.” I kissed him hard, taking my time to enjoy the feel of his mouth against mine.

His hands moved down to my ass, and I kissed him harder when his fingers grabbed a hold of me pulling me into him. I loved the familiar feel of him against me.

We moved against each other until I couldn’t take it anymore. I started pulling my shirt over my head and Slade stopped me. “You said you were going home.”

I looked at him breathless. “Are you kidding?”

He shook his head. “We have all the time in the world. Go home, we can finish this later.” He yanked me back to him when I tried backing away. “Fuck. What the hell am I saying? I want inside you right now. Fuck time, fuck the world, I just want to get you out of that swimsuit.”

I squealed when he lifted me up, pulling away long enough to ask him something I had been wanting to know. “Were you wanting to go for a swim?” Slade shook his head pulling the strings to my bikini top.

“Not anymore,” he said.

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I saw this girl next to me who wasn't beautiful until she smiled.

Today is favorite movie quote day. Here are my top 5 favorite movie quotes.

1. “You're growing up. And rain sort of remains on the branches of a tree that will someday rule the Earth. And it's good that there is rain. It clears the month of your sorry rainbow expressions, and it clears the streets of the silent armies... so we can dance.”
   ― Jim Carroll
2. “They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other ever day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other.” ― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
3. “And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.” 
   ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
4. “We accept the love we think we deserve.” 
   ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
5. "I carried a watermelon." Dirty Dancing

See you tomorrow for, the time I did a 180. Have you ever changed your views on something?

Don't be fooled by the past!

Today I will be talking about the past. *sounds the trumpets*

If there was one thing you would like to change about the past what would it be?

I have thought a lot about this all day. And my answer is when I was younger I cared way too much about what others would think. And that is the one thing that I would change. Now that I am 30 I don't care what other people think. I care about my feelings and how things are going to impact the life of me and my family.

Other people are not living my life so why do I care? The younger me would worry about what I wore, what I said, how I reacted. Now that I am older I say I don't care what these people think, I'm never going to see them again.

So that is my answer. I wish the world would stop following and do more leading. If you disagree say so. Who cares what anyone else says. Have your own opinion!

See you tomorrow, I will be discussing my favorite movie quote. What is yours?