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banner Weekend Writing Warriors_smallHe everyone. I enjoyed last week’s snippets very much although I didn’t make my return visits until after I got Miz launched. Thank you for stopping by my blog to leave a comment, give advice, or lend support.

Double thanks for the information I received concerning Kindle Unlimited. After a lot of research  that included this blog by fellow Author/Weekend Writing Warrior/Cara Bristol, I decided to try out the program.  What the Chinese Dragon Reveals…

Although I really didn’t have much trouble with the launch, and Call Me Miz is available now, I have to say, I find the extra work involved in self-publishing more than a little daunting.

The snippet I’ve posted this week, continues last week’s scene. The rest of the snippet is available here.

from~Call Me Miz

“You some kind of sex fiend?” Miz asked.

“Do you want me to be? I like sex. A lot of it. Often. How about you?” Thomas feinted left, using her distraction to get through her guard.

She shifted her stance and went airborne, landing her heel on his chin.

Ouch.

© 2015 Gem Sivad LLC. All rights reserved.

Call-Me-Miz-72dpi-1500x2000Call Me Miz Synopsis:

Masseuse, hedgewitch, healer… Although Missouri Hess can take suffering away with her touch, and pull truth from a liar every time, she considers her strange talents a curse. Being a healer is a lonely existence when the people you help, shun your truth-telling side.  Nevertheless when misery calls, Miz is compelled to answer.

Thomas Hunter is a government agent and  a member of an elite Special Forces team—emphasizing the word special. In human form, Thomas is a mouth-watering hunk of rippling muscles. Since he’s in Bitter Creek Holler to meet the local werewolves, he’s spending most of his time prowling the woods as a jaguar, ready to greet shifters in parlay or meet the enemy with fang and claw.

But Thomas doesn’t know the area, or realize until too late, that he’s become prey. When Miz rescues his furry form from a conibear trap, the beast in him claims her as his own. It’s up to Thomas to work out the details and convince the bewitching healer she’s his mate.

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 (In case you have time to mark the “To Read” at Good Reads, many thanks.)

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 (Woot Woot!! In case you want to buy or borrow Call Me Miz)

 

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Have a great week, everyone!!

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from~Call Me Miz

“You some kind of sex fiend?” she asked.

“Do you want me to be? I like sex. A lot of it. Often. How about you?”

She shifted her stance and went airborne, landing her heel on his chin. Ouch. His head snapped back and his beast went crazy. Thomas caught the next kick and pulled her toward him, holding her boot secure in one hand and tilting her leg higher, stretching its length.

She didn’t make the mistake of leaning backward and giving up her balance. She pushed her foot at him, leveraging as much strength as she could. Before she could jerk loose, he had her boot off.

Her nails were painted red. She wiggled her foot and flexed her toes. His cat pounced at the new toy and nipped her big toe, then licked. Her foot jerked in his hand and she struggled like crazy trying to get free. It was too late. He’d already had a taste.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she demanded and grabbed his head, looking for hair to pull. When she found no purchase there, she grabbed his shoulders, her nails biting deep.

He licked the side of her foot.

“I sweat in my boots, you moron. Turn me loose, that’s gross.”

“No it isn’t.” He purred his assurance and nibbled his way up the arch of her foot. “I like the taste of you.”

© 2015 Gem Sivad LLC. All rights reserved.

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Hugs all around, everyone!

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