Mistletoe and Sleighing for the Santa Baby Blog Hop #EQuills


Welcome to the 2014 Santa Baby Blog Hop. We will be giving away a pocket size Kindle Fire HD 6. It comes in Black, White, Magenta, Yellow and Blue. The winner will be able to pick the color. Here is a link to learn more about the new Fire HD 6.

Our theme is the classic Christmas song, Santa Baby, popularized by Eartha Kitt. Each author has a line from the song and each reader that finds the lyric will get an added entry in the grand prize.

Here is how it works. You get an entry for the following things:
Following the author on social media or on their blog.
You get an entry for buying one of the author’s books.
And you also get an entry if you can find the lyric of the Santa Baby Song in each author’s blog.

You can do as much or as little as you want.

Then you will email Carey Abbott at ([email protected])
Just list each author and what you did at each blog.

Holiday Anthology vol. 2
I am delighted to be one of the authors in the new Exquisite Quills A Holiday Anthology, Vol. 2. This is a diverse, FREE collection of stories to warm your heart while you wait for the kids, for the oven to buzz, on a 15-minute break from work, or when you just need to hide for ten minutes from everyone! Every story is PG, but a few have a hint of zing.

Blurb: The calendar on the wall says 2014 but the holidays are a magical time where anything is possible when it comes to romance. Prepare to travel through snow or to a tropical setting with a little dash of fantasy sprinkled in to make your holiday reading enjoyable. This heart-warming collection of all new, very short stories is our way of saying happy holidays to you.

My story, A Kiss and a Promise, takes place at Yule and is a prequel to How To Woo… a Reluctant Bride. You get a glimpse of Lydia and her brother Harry when they were young and carefree. The story also introduces two sisters, Sophia and Cora, who will have their own stories in the “How To Woo” series. The scene is a Victorian sleighing party with an excursion to collect holly and mistletoe to decorate the house.

Sophia, the heroine of my story, is from an aristocratic family, and she is a lady. So she would never make demands like these…

Santa baby, I’m filling my stocking with a duplex, and checks
Sign your ‘X’ on the line…

Sophia might, however, wish for a kiss from a handsome young man under the mistletoe.

Best of all, the anthology is completely free. Consider it our present to you, the readers. You can pick up a free copy at Smashwords or Barnes and Noble,. Coming soon to iBooks and Kobo. (Kindle readers will have to get their copy through Smashwords. If you have any questions, ask in the comments below or fill out the contact form at the website.)

For an entry in the Grand Prize, you can follow me on Twitter @LyndiLamont or at Goodreads. Or go to my Amazon page and click Add Favorite.

My prize for the blog hop will be a $10 Starbucks e-gift card. What is better for the winter holidays than a hot cup of coffee, tea or hot chocolate? If you’re a coffee fan, like me, Starbucks new Chestnut Praline latte is delicious.

What is your favorite holiday drink or treat? Leave a comment for a chance to win. And use the Rafflecopter below to enter my December drawing for a $10 Amazon gift card and a 2015 calendar mouse pad.

Have a wonderful holiday! And click here to find the rest of the blog hop.

Lyndi Lamont

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When Love Gets Real by Lisabet Sarai #MFRWauthor

We have author, Lisabet Sarai visiting us today!

Greetings! I want to thank Linda (and Lyndi!) for hosting me today. I’m delighted to have the chance to meet her followers.

I’ve been writing romance for about eight years. During that time, I’ve learned a bit about what readers want. Often, escape is at the top of the list – a quick trip to a fantasy world where the guys are all hunks who know exactly how to show a gal she’s adored. We want to be pampered and cherished. We want moonlight and luxury, exotic locations, flowers, champagne, and of course lots of physical affection. We want everything to be perfect, the way it so rarely is in our daily lives.

I’ve been thinking, though, that love shows its real colors only there’s some crisis or tragedy. Love means taking care of your partner when he’s ill, rescuing him when he’s in trouble, forgiving him when he has done something less than admirable, supporting him when he’s under attack. In the interests of escapism, romance sometimes avoids seriously negative situations (though that’s becoming less true these days). Yet these are exactly the circumstances where love shines brightest.


In my most recent novel, The Ingredients of Bliss, my heroine has to deal with the fact that her lover has been abducted by a ruthless gang of criminals. The mob boss has threatened to slaughter his prisoners. The police don’t believe her story. Emily knows she must save Harry herself – as unlikely a prospect as this might seem. Up until that point, she had not been sure he was the one man for her. It takes this crisis to make her love real.

Here’s an excerpt. Emily has made contact with the gang, telling them she has recovered the stolen goods she promised in return for Harry’s release. It’s all a bluff, though. She and Toni, the renegade police woman who’s become her ally, have nothing to rely on but their own wits.


It was barely two. Toni had promised to come fetch me at four-thirty. After the feverish activity of the last thirty-six hours, I wasn’t sure what to do in the interim.


I glanced around. At this hour, I was the café’s sole customer. One waiter hung out behind the bar, peering at his mobile and ignoring me.


All at once, I felt utterly alone.


Roger had called the Tastes of France team back to the States. No one knew how long it would be before Etienne and Harry were freed, and meanwhile, we didn’t want one of the crew to let the secret slip. If the police decided to take another look at the case, the Triad might respond by cutting their losses—and their prisoners’ throats.

We broadcast the official story that Etienne was in isolation due to complications from influenza. Apparently, the studio had been deluged with get well cards and messages of sympathy.


I’d stayed in France ‘out of concern for my colleague’, a tale that only confirmed the popular assumption that Etienne and I were a couple. Meanwhile, Harry was such a low key presence—at least outside the bedroom—that nobody even seemed to realize he’d disappeared.


Nobody but me, that is. I hadn’t had time think much about my Master since we’d spoken two days ago. Now it hit me, like a speeding train with failed brakes—sharp fear and terrible need. My beloved, rumpled, horny, bossy Harry! There was some possibility I’d never see him again. That he, or I, might not get out of this alive.


My stomach lurched and a sour taste filtered up into my throat. This wasn’t a game of Go. One false step and his life could be forfeit. I liked to imagine I was clever, some sort of woman of international intrigue, bargaining with the Iron Hammer as if I had the upper hand. But what did I have, really? Nothing. No drugs. No weapons. Nothing to offer in trade for Harry’s life. Nothing I could use to protect him.


Hysteria built in my chest. Tears blurred my vision. I had to get out of here. I tossed a twenty onto the table and ran for the elevator before the storm burst.


Back in my room, the floodgates opened. I sobbed and wailed, face down on the bed, until the pillow was soaked with tears. A fit of hiccups seized me. My moan became a silly yelp with each rhythmic clench of my diaphragm.


‘Get hold of yourself, girl.’ I could almost hear my grandmother, scolding me. ‘Crying won’t help.’


Closing my swollen eyes, I breathed deeply, trying to will the spasms away, along with my despair. I needed a clear mind for what was to come. Fear would only muddle my thoughts and corrupt my judgment. Gradually my panic ebbed. I released it, grateful for my Dragon training.


I focused my thoughts back on my lover. Harry wouldn’t want me to be upset. He’d tell me to relax, to let go, to trust myself and him. He’d take me in his arms and I’d know that all was well. New ease flowed through me as I remembered the magic he could work on my body and my spirit.


Get your own copy of The Ingredients of Bliss today!

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Meanwhile, I’m giving away a copy of the prequel to the book, Her Secret Ingredient to one person who comments on this post. Let me know how you feel about romance that includes dire situations and severe life challenges. Do you prefer that authors keep things light, or do you like to see the characters’ tested? Be sure to include your email address in your comment.


Thanks again to Linda for hosting me. You can find out more about me and my books at my website:


Or my blog:


And if you’d like to join my VIP email list, and get notice of my monthly exclusive giveaways, just send me email: lisabet [at] lisabetsarai [dot] com.

~ Lisabet