Celebrating Desiree Holt's 100th Release-Downstroke

It's with my great honor to help my friend, Desiree Holt celebrate her 100th title, Downstroke with this sneak peek excerpt into this really hot story. It released TODAY so run over and check it out.

Blurb:

It’s been twenty years since Charley Roper and Dallas Creed parted with great bitterness. In that time she’s made a career for herself with the FBI and private security and he’s been a country rock music icon…tumbled to the bottom and risen again. Now someone’s trying to kill him and Morgan Creed wants Charley to protect his brother and find out who’s after him. When they meet again after all this time it’s obvious the chemistry is still there, stronger than ever. They’re older but are they wiser? Caught up in the bitter wash of memories and the tension of a killer in stalking mode, Charley and Dallas begin a roller coaster ride that is emotional erotic and suspenseful.  Is their love strong enough after twenty years to pull them back together?

Excerpt:

I could feel the energy sizzling through the crowd. Well, why not? If nothing else, Dallas Creed had always had an electric presence. Add in the staging, his suck-my-tongue voice and the electricity of his music and you had a knockout winner.

The soft notes of a viola floated in the air from behind the curtain, joined immediately by violins, and I wondered what the hell? Violins? Then I realized it was a synthesizer. And obviously a damn good musician coaxing music from it. The sound that mimicked violins seemed to hold the audience in thrall, as if they were expectantly awaiting a grand moment. The music built and built as the magician behind the synthesizer added the full-throated sounds of woodwinds and the rich tones and powerful chords of an organ, swelling to a crescendo. The last note held and held and held, flowing out into the crowd, pulling at us as if to say, Wait for it, it’s coming.

Then I heard the familiar first downstroke of the rhythm guitars as they began the intro to the first song. The curtain drew back slowly to reveal the band onstage, the bass guitar and keyboards now adding their voices, the drums accenting them with a syncopated beat.

All sound ended abruptly and the crowd stilled for a breathless moment. The band launched into a rich intro to one of Dallas’ hits, an upbeat tune called Cowboys Get It Right, a song I realized the synthesizer had laid the foundation for. The spotlight came up and the man himself jogged onto the stage.

To my dismay, my traitorous heart tripped at the sight of him and an emotion I refused to name clogged my throat. Dallas Creed was definitely a lot older, forty-three to the twenty-three he’d been the last time I saw him in person. Newspaper photos had kept me up with his aging process, but no picture could do justice to the energy still radiating from this man. The energy that had drawn me to him in the first place.

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Two Articles Equal One Article

(This is just an experiment, so y’all bear with me. I’m going to try to write two articles “within one” here. How am I going to do it? Well, the first paragraph of the first article will be in regular type. It’ll be followed by the first paragraph of the second article in italicized type. We’ll go back and forth from that and see what happens. Does it make any sense? No? I thought not. Let’s see what happens anyway)!

Mary Beth gets out of bed this morning alert and refreshed. She got her required eight hours of sleep, and that always gets her day off to a good start. Today’s Sunday, so she can’t wait to put on her Sunday best and head off to church. She especially likes the lessons her Sunday School teacher, Eric Ecstasy, teaches for her class. He makes her feel good about herself, and that’s something that’s very important. Sadie Sally falls out of bed after a night of ‘ludes and poppers, major injury being avoided only because her head hits the floor after her ass does. Whatever the case, it wakes her right up. She stumbles into the kitchen, slugs down three beers, and decides she needs more ‘ludes and poppers, and that she needs them now! She stumbles around for the phone number of her dealer, a very cool, good lookin’ guy named Eric Ecstasy. She calls him, but his answering machine states that he’s in church and will return home around one pm.
Mary Beth showers, then dries off thoroughly. She then applies lots of ointments, oils, and make-ups to make herself look her very best. Eric Ecstasy commented just last week during Sunday School on how pretty she looked and smelled, and Mary Beth enjoyed that very much. Once sprayed and oint-ed up, she picks out a pretty white dress to wear. After putting it on and combing her hair, she’s all ready for church. Sadie Sally decides to stagger over to her closet and pick out her cleanest dirty clothes, figuring she can’t wait ‘til one pm for Eric, she needs relief right now! More ‘ludes and poppers would cut the edge from yesterday’s drug inspired orgy, and nothing is better to Sadie Sally than cutting the edge anytime and anyway she can! She throws on some peach colored poly slacks, a purple turtleneck sweater, and her blue PF Flyers. As a finishing touch, she puts some American Crew Pomade in her hair so she doesn’t have to worry about washing it. Looking in the mirror, she decides she’s ready for Eric and fun and heads out the door.
Mary Beth arrives at church a bit early, and takes a seat right up front. Eric Ecstasy’s Sunday School lessons are so popular that they’re held in the main church worship area, and Mary Beth wants to be sure that Eric sees her whenever he walks in. Mary Beth would never admit this to anyone, but she’s a bit sweet on Eric. Lucky for her that she arrives when she does, for in ten minutes time the entire church building is packed with people. After jumping on her Harley and gunning the engine a coupla times, Sadie Sally heads for the church. She runs two stops signs and flips off a cop at a third. The cop scalds rubber and begins chase, which takes he and Sadie Sally though allies, ditches, and around a coupla trees. Miraculously she gets to the church with the cop maybe a quarter mile behind her. Lookin’ at the clock on the church steeple, she realizes that Eric should only be about 15 minutes into the service, now if she can just find him for some sweet relief!
Mary Beth has never enjoyed a Sunday School class more. Eric Ecstasy just complimented her on her appearance, and she thinks he may have even winked at her! On top of that, he actually motions to her that he wants her to come up and help him with part of the lesson. Mary Beth gets up and starts walking towards the front of the church, more excited than she’s ever been! Sadie Sally throws open the church doors, and is shocked to see so many people! Amazingly the first thing she sees is Eric Ecstasy up at the front of the church delivering the message. Slugging down the last swallow of the Budweiser she nursed during her chase with the cop, she throws down the can, marches up the aisle, and yells out, “Eric, I need some help, you good lookin’ thing!”
Wow! As she gets within five feet of Eric Ecstasy, some greasy haired harlot reeking of beer cuts in front of her and hugs Eric right out in front of everyone! The nerve! Then she starts whispering something to Eric about drugs and sex orgies! How disgusting! Mary Beth decides to walk up and tell this greasy haired woman off! The hug between Sadie Sally and Eric is gettin’ electric when some quaint, spinster lookin’ lady starts telling her off! Sadie whispers to Eric that this quaint lady is obviously rigid, frigid, and worse, and that some drugs and wild sex is exactly what she needs. In fact, she whispers to Eric to do something that’ll get the quaint lady to go off with the two of them, thinking that it’ll be a weird ass kick!
No one is more amazed than Mary Beth is when the greasy haired woman steps back, and Eric walks right up to her and plants a wet, juicy kiss on her lips! In front of everyone! Then, he smiles at her and says, “Stay here and repent, or come with me and Sadie Sally and have fun.” Which do you want, darlin’?” Sadie Sally watches Eric deep kiss the quaint lady. Then, she grabs her by the arm, yelling to both of them that they have to escape in Eric’s car as the cops must have her bike by now! They all start running towards the side exit of the church!
Mary Beth runs out the side exit of the church with the greasy haired lady faster than she ever has in her life! All she can think about is that life really is like a box of chocolates….. As they gun Eric’s car and jump over a drainage ditch to escape the cops, Sadie Sally figures life really is like a box of chocolates…..

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Why I Bang My Head ON My Computer

It happens to all of us, sooner rather than later and much more often than any of us would like. The computer—our lifeline, our connection to the world, the instrument of our creation—bites the big one. It happened to me last Monday morning.
I’m sitting at my desk with my mug of tea, minding my own business, with three documents and a few others things open and minimized on my computer, I download my email, but then, before reading it, I decide to check something in my bank account. But the…darned…page…won’t…open. Aargh!!!
I then say to myself, Self, close everything, reboot and try again. So I dutifully try to close everything that’s open. Nothing…will…close. Nothing! Not one program. Aargh!!!
So, taking a deep breath, I punch the button to manually shut off the computer. That works out just fine. But when I punch the same button to turn it on again, it gets just so far. Then it gives me the message that haunts all of our nightmares: Windows cannot load because it is missing a file. Reboot from the CD.
Okay, okay, okay. I can do that. I slip the CD into the drive and up comes six different messages. One of them is Do you want to repair the problem?
Well, of course I do, you stupid computer. Why do you think I’m sitting here pulling my hair out? Sooo, I select that option and the computer cycles through the instructions, reboots…and asks me the same stupid question!!!!!!! So once again I go through the process. And again. And again. And again!!!
By now I can tell you tea is not strong enough but I can’t bring myself to pour Jack Daniel’s at seven thirty in the morning.
My last chance to win-reinstall Windows XP from the CD. Of course…ha ha ha…we all know THAT WILL WIPE OUT EVERYTHING ON THE HARD DRIVE!!!!! But, smart me, I have an external hard drive that backs everything up on my computer every single night. No problem.
Sooo, here we go, reinstalling software. Voila! We are now in business!
Not!
Because I can no longer access the PC Backup files TO RETRIEVE MY THREE WIPS!! Well, &*(*&*(*&
NOW I’m banging my head on my desk.
By an accident of luck (not brains, I can assure you) I had two of them saved to my flash drive. Actually, all three but, of course (bangs head) one of the files is corrupted and only gives me four pages out for almost forty.
Banging head again.
Next step: calling son-in-law sobbing madly and throwing self on mercy.
By Tuesday I really was back in business, sort of. Everything was up and running except…I still can’t access the backup files, so I am buying new software. And I am manually backing up to the external hard drive every document I work on, as well as to two flash drives. And I spent the week pounding away at my computer doing my best to recreate my lost manuscript. (Much, much, much banging of head.)
By Tuesday night I was ready to drink the Jack Daniel’s straight from the bottle, but by Sunday night when I finally sent off my finished manuscript to my editor I decided one drink should be my limit. Next time I’ll give the rest to my computer.
Sooo. What horror stories do y’all have? Tell me about them. I just know everyone’s computer has been bad at least once.

But now that my computer's working again, let me give you a taste of my latest shifter releases.
Animal Instinct
Book Four: The Sentinels
http://www.total-e-bound.com/

When Ann Marie Knight literally fell into Drew Noland’s solitary existence as an injured white wolf, little did he expect her to shift into a woman whose scent called to him-mate! Already gathering to track a vicious group of men who maimed and hunted animals illegally, they turned their attention to rescuing her brother. But could Drew calm Ann Marie’s fears and convince her they were meant to mate for life?

Driven By Hunger
Sequel to Hot Moon Rising and Line of Sight
http://www.jasminejade.com/
Hunger drives the wolf. Hunger for food, for domination, for sexual satisfaction, and for revenge when one of their own is harmed. Rand not only satisfies his hunger with Hannah, his new mate, he also teaches her there’s no limit to the carnal pleasures they can enjoy. He is both frightened and enraged when Hannah is kidnapped by Rogan Mueller, an insane geneticist who wants the female shifter for his bizarre experiments. Now Rand hungers for revenge.
Derek, alpha of their pack, has been seeking his mate for a long time. Fate delivers Riesa, a psychic who can give him clues to Hannah’s whereabouts. With Riesa, Derek feeds his sexual appetite, strengthening his ability to lead his pack on a rescue mission.

And come see me at www.desireeholt.com