Monday, September 13, 2010

And so a New Era Begins...

It's official. After years of knowing it was going to happen and preparing myself for the inevitable, the day has finally arrived... I am now the proud (if not psychotic) mother of a TEENAGER!!! Yes it's true. Kyle is thirteen today!

I'm not sure how it happened. I swear just yesterday my little boy was smiling up at me with only four teeth and an innocence that warms the heart. I was the centre of his world and well... moms ruled back then.

Now, he's nearly tall enough to look me in the eye, and I swear the xbox has taken my roll as gravity queen and said centre of the universe...oh, I'm in there somewhere. I'm the "mom can I have 5 bucks for lunch?" and "mom, can we go to a movie, oh and you have to drive." Yeah, I'm there... just not quite the way it used to be.

Don't get me wrong. I love having older kids. Getting the freedom back to finally grocery shop without all three in tow. I'm sure you all remember chariot races down the aisles and crying children right at checkout time. Then there's being able to go for a run without worrying about finding someone to watch them. Having real, adult-like conversations and going to movies that aren't animated and rated higher than G. But it's also a constant reminder that the years, are indeed, passing and it won't be long before driving then living on their own...dare I say grandchildren?

Okay, maybe I'm jumping the gun just a bit, but thirteen is huge!!!! The last step before true adulthood. He's not a child anymore, he's a teenager, soon to be adult... I think I need a drink.

Anyway, here's a huge Happy Birthday to my son, Kyle. He's a great kid and I couldn't be blessed with a better kid to ease me into my new role as mom of kids with hormones and crushes. I hope you have a great day!!!!! I love you and I'm so very proud of you.

cheers,
Kris

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

School, Motorcycles and a Deadly Obsession...

Well, today was the first day of school, and quite frankly, I'm not ready for summer to be over. I know there are lots of parents who celebrate the ending of summer vacation and dance into another school year...but I'm not one of them. Quite frankly, I love summer vacation and wish we had another month of it.

Now it's not to say my kids don't get on my nerves and I do enjoy the brief quiet in the house, but other than that, I quite dislike school time. The driving back and forth, the arguments over homework and projects...struggling to make it to the school bus stop on time and the herculean acts to get them out of bed... yes, I dislike school. Did I mention endless lunches and early bedtimes.

I am starting to think my children and I are a lost horde of vampires who really want to stay up all night and sleep 'til noon. And I'd love for someone to tell me what the hell happened to school being from 9 to 3:30? My kids are out the door at 7:30 and home by 2:30...I'm certain the school system is royally screwed up.

But alas, another school year is here and I'm trying to embrace it...if we only survive the first week.

In other news, my brother took a spill on his motorcycle. Now I don't normally talk about such things, but the man broke two ribs, his collarbone and his scapula in three places... all this and he just finished racing in the Ironman in Penticton... I'm just glad he was wearing a helmet...nothing too serious, but lord knows he's not happy and won't be running anymore 'races' for a while... here's wishing you a speedy recovery, bro.

Finally, one piece of good news...

It seems Deadly Obsession is still hanging on to third spot in the Thriller category at All Romance ebooks. I'm tickled pink it's doing so well. In its first week it soared up to third place and became a best seller. I know it won't last forever, but it's sure great while it lasts.

Okay, time to hit the sack. It's late and the bus comes whether we're out there or not.

Kris
Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

Monday, September 6, 2010

It's Time for Keeping Faith!

Squeeeeee.

Today, my new book, Keeping Faith, is available from Total-e-Bound as part of their Threefold Anthology. It's the first time I've ever been in an anthology, and what company I'm with. Authors Brynn Paulin, Kim Dare, Desiree Holt, Charolette Stein and Suzanne Graham... I couldn't be more thrilled. I'm seriously planning on sponging off their fans in the hopes I'll grab some new ones. And even better is that I'll ve able to see this one in print soon, too.

Okay, so what is the Threefold Anthology about? Well, I'm sure you've guessed it's a ménage collection, and I believe that all of the stories include two hunky gentlemen and an extremely lucky lady. There is a huge variety of genres here, and I know you won't be disappointed if you pick one up. From BDSM to contemporary to the beginning of a new series, this collection has it all.

As for my story, I decided to put my years as a helicopter pilot to good use, since I'm not making a living flying anymore, lol. Here's the blurb and a quick peek inside...

Blurb...

Faith is about to discover why three is a prime number.

As a helicopter pilot, Faith Anderson is pretty open-minded. But when she finds her lover’s best friend in his bed, naked, she assumes the worst and leaves, not realising she’s just walked out on years of planning.

Donovan can’t believe his ultimate seduction has just gone up in flames, not after finally finding a woman he and his friend, Parker, know is the other piece to their puzzle. They’ve spent years watching her, and after being together for over a year, one miscalculation has ruined everything…until Parker comes up with a plan that’ll have Faith flying back into their arms, and their bed.


Excerpt...

A strong gust of wind buffeted the aircraft, dropping it a hundred feet. Faith tensed, dragging her thoughts back into the cabin. She looked at the horizon, cursing the band of clouds building ahead of her. Pockets of visible rain loomed over the flatlands periodically illuminated by flashes of bright lightning. She glanced at the map, gauging the distance to the small drilling station. It’d be tight, but she might be able to get back in the air before the storm reached the clearing.

Faith pulled more pitch and pushed the nose forward, gaining speed. It would only buy her a few minutes, but that might be all she’d need. The helicopter shimmied in the gusting wind, making her grateful she’d missed dinner. As strong as her stomach was, the constant turbulence grated on her nerves.

She cursed and lowered the machine, skimming across the treetops. An opening in the landscape blossomed into view, marking the cabin’s location. She lowered the power, broadcasting her intentions out across the radio as she readied the chopper for landing. Large drops of rain splattered on the bubble, distorting her view as she bled off the remaining airspeed and settled the machine across the small log pad. A flash of light flickered across the sky, followed by a low rumble.

“Bloody hell.”

She shut the machine down, not willing to chance the gusting winds. The men hadn’t so much as glanced out of the cabin windows, adding to her growing tension. If they didn’t get airborne before the edge of the storm passed over, they’d all be stuck for the night.

Faith jumped out of the helicopter, secured one of the blades as it slowed to a stop and grabbed the rifle out of the baggage compartment. While it was only sixty feet to the cabin, she never left the machine without it. Grizzlies were unpredictable this time of year, and she wasn’t in the mood for any more delays. She shielded her face against the onslaught of wind and rain, and ran for the door. How the guys hadn’t heard the chopper land was a mystery to her, but she’d tan their hides if they weren’t ready. They had five minutes—ten tops—to beat the weather before they were trapped. And as nice as it’d be to spend a night away from the camp, holing up in a drilling rig with two silver-spoon mama’s boys wasn’t her idea of fun.

She yanked open the door and stomped her feet on the rough, burlap mat as she stepped into the cabin, slamming the door shut behind her. “Why the hell aren’t you boys geared up and ready?” she snapped, leaning the rifle against the wall as she rounded the small corner that led into the main area. “I swear. I’ve already had to extend my duty time—if you guys strand me out here all night, I don’t care who your daddy is, I’ll…”

Her voice faded into a stunned silence as she stopped dead, staring at the dimly lit room. Dozens of candles wavered in the growing darkness, their tiny flames creating pockets of warm light, bathing the room with a cosy glow that made the shadows on the walls flicker and dance. A large blanket had been wrapped around the rig, hiding the dull metal and keeping the draughty air from swirling about the room. A small table and three chairs had been squeezed into one corner, while an oversized bed dominated the other. Pillows spilled across the duvet adding depth to the already thick mattress.

A flash of movement caught her eye and she turned as a shadowy figure stepped out from behind the rig, his brown hair flecked with red from the muted light. The tight feeling in her chest increased, and she blinked, not sure how she stayed on her feet as a wide smile broke across his face.

“Hello, Faith.”


Thanks for dropping by. I plan on making some trailers for a couple of these stories over the next couple of days, so stay tuned.

Kris
Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Photo Finish

I'm sooo bad. Photo Finish came out two weeks ago and I haven't even blogged about it. I just have no time these days. Between squeezing out the last of summer with the kids, trying to get ready for school to start, the day job... and yeah, let's not talk about how long it's been since I wrote... well, blogging has gone by the way side. Maybe soon I'll be able to get back into it.

Anyway, I have a brand new book out and it's part of the Handcuffs and Lace collection. Here's the blurb...

Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words, but this time, they all spell betrayal.


Photo Journalist, Paige Sommers, is out to get digital proof to put longtime arms dealer, Jason Tate, away for good. After losing her fiancé, Brogan Johnson, during an undercover operation with the same dealer six months ago, she’s finally ready to rejoin the world, and put an end to Jason’s rule. But when her zoom lens brings a familiar face into view, she’s not sure what to believe.


Special Agent Brogan Johnson is just a night away from bringing down the largest weapon’s dealer on the west coast. Having given up all connections from his previous life to go deep undercover, he’s willing to do anything to see Jason Tate brought to justice.... That’s until his ex-fiancé enters the picture, literally. With photographic evidence of the deal, she’s just placed her name at the top of Jason’s hit list. If Brogan can just get her to trust him one last time, they might have a chance at their elusive happily ever after.


I've also made a book trailer for it. I hope you enjoy the quick visual peek into the story.


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Cheers,
Kris
Romancing life...one adventure at a time.