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Let’s go royal, shall we? Go forth and grab your copy of the newly released boxed set from The Mystical Boxed Set Babes. Ten stories for ninety nine little pennies. It’s available NOW! Get it while it’s hot! We also have a blog tour going on, so if you blog, please click on the link below and help us out.

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Mystical Royal Love Releasing Soon!

What could be better than getting your hands on ten paranormal stories by some amazing authors? Helping a good cause while you indulge your reading habit! The Mystical Boxed Set Babes consists of many amazing authors who are out to share their talents and support a cause they believe in. What are these stories about? The eternal fairy tale of the prince and princess…with a slight twist. You will find stories featuring wolves, dragons, fairies, witches, and love that is out of this world. These are definitely not your mother’s fairy tales!

Join P.T. Macias, C.A. Tibbitts, Darlene Kuncytes, Jami Brumfield, Bryce Evans, Joann H. Buchanan, Julia Mills, Marissa Storm, Billie Jo Hanlin, and myself in celebrating the release of this fabulous set.

For less than a cup of coffee you can help us support a great cause! All proceeds will be donated to St. Jude Children’s Hospital. (Oh and if you would like to see what else is available from these ladies, just click on their names and get whisked away to their Amazon pages.)

Available for pre-order now. Releases February 1, 2015.

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Today’s the Day!

That’s right folks, today is the day that the first McGregor book makes it’s debut! And to help me celebrate, I’ve invited a few of my dear critique partners to come over and hit me with some questions they were dying to know the answers too. So today I’m being grilled by the lovely Jennifer Shirk, Beth Rhodes, Nina Croft,  Debora Dennis, Megan, and Molly McLain. Careful, this could get dangerous…

Jennifer – What are some of your favorite books to read and why?

Moira – Oh that is tough. I’m a pretty eclectic reader. Sometimes I love to read paranormal romance and urban fantasy. The idea that a world exists where you can run into someone who is something more than they seem, like a vampire or shape shifter, is appealing. But I also really enjoy contemporary romance, because who doesn’t love to read a story that is somewhat of a modern day fairy tale? And mysteries for those moments when I want to immerse myself in an edge of my seat suspense.

Nina – I’m a strong believer in writing what you love. I love horses and I noticed one on your cover. So are you are horse person and if not would you like to be?

Moira – I love horses though I haven’t had the opportunity to ride since I was little and even then, the horse knew that I was afraid and inexperienced. If I had the chance, I would love to be a horse person though! I envy people who can ride and have their own horse!

Beth – If you could take two things and one person on a deserted island, what and who would they be?

Moira- Hmm….two things and one person? That’s really tough. The mom in me wants to fight to take both my kids so I’m going to pretend this happens when they are older and self sustaining. I will say my laptop, cellphone (because I can use it for music and should there be some random cell reception out there, internet), and for the person I think I will take Chris Pine because he’s super easy on the eyes. ;)

Megan – What’s your favorite way to turn around an unproductive/uninspired day? (Writing or otherwise…I have plenty of uninspired days around this place!)

Moira – Oh I can relate. Have plenty myself. Usually, my favorite thing to do is to step away from the computer for a bit, and then put on some music that ties into the book somehow like a little Luke Bryan, Colt Ford, or Thompson Square if I’m working on a contemp western, or if it’s a UF or paranormal I’m working on, then I go with some Linkin Park, Social Distortion, or Flogging Molly. Then I sing, clean, dance, whatever to help clear my head. That’s usually when things start clicking for me and then I’m excited to get back to my computer and the story!

Molly – If your book were a movie, who would you want to play your characters?

Moira – You would ask me such a question. You guys aren’t going easy on me are you? Let’s see…if my book were a movie, I think I would go with Christopher Pine to play Wallace (he just seems like he’d make a good Wallace in my opinion) plus I’m completely enamored with him. Cheyenne is a little more difficult for me to nail down…Ashley Greene or Jillian Murray I think.

Debora – If you were able to have lunch with one of the secondary characters in the book, which one would it by and why?

Moira – Well gee, can’t I sit down with all of them? They all have something that fascinates me and makes me want to know more. No? Okay I would have to say Quinn McGregor. He’s the glue of the McGregor clan and I really want to be able to peel back the layers and see what really makes him tick, what he’s passionate about other than his family, and what makes him happy.

Wow ladies! You really asked me some good questions and I’m so glad y’all stopped by to help me celebrate my book release! It is available from Amazon and Astraea Press.

Now on to the good stuff! For all you lovely readers out there, I have some prizes to give away.Today I will be giving away a grand prize package that will include a $15 gift certificate to Amazon, a $10 Starbucks gift card (because I’m a coffee junkie), an e-Book copy of Anything but Safe. From all the entries received, I will also select five readers that will win a book written by one of the members of my lovely interview panel. Their books range from steamy to sweet and are all enjoyable reads! Enter the Rafflecopter giveaway below and rack up your chances to win!

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Whatever She’s Got

We are gearing up for the release of the first book in the McGregor series ~ Anything but Safe! We are ten days out and what better way to start off the countdown than with a little country music in honor of this sweet contemporary western romance?

A Little Taste

So Anything but Safe, which is the first story in the McGregor series, is scheduled for release on March 18th, 2014! Yay! So very excited about the release of this story. It is a sweeter romance but it will take you through an emotional journey of heartache, love, and the search for happiness. Today I thought I would share the blurb with you. Ladies and gents, may I introduce you to Wallace McGregor and Cheyenne Murphy?

Anything but Safe Blurb

Wallace “Ace” McGregor ran off to chase the rodeo, but not before playing the knight in shining armor to his best friend Cheyenne Murphy after a tragic assault left her pregnant. With his latest injury leaving his chase for rodeo gold in the dust, he finds himself back home. Haunted by the past and trying to do what he thinks is right, he will have to mend his relationship with the best friend he all but abandoned in her time of need and the older brother he left holding the bag.
Cheyenne Murphy’s life hasn’t been easy. Now the man who’d left her broken and pregnant has re-surfaced and is threatening to destroy the safety and family she’s found at McGregor Ranch. At risk of losing her son and destroying the McGregor family, she will do whatever it takes to ensure they are all safe, even if it means relying on the parents that disowned her.
When everything is on the line, will Wallace and Cheyenne come to realize that in life and love, they are anything but safe?

Happy Dance!


What can I say – I just opened my email and Harry Black gave me some of his lottery winnings. That’s the fourth email I’ve received in the last few days telling me that someone has come into money or left an estate that they wish to share with yours truly. Can’t possibly be a scam right? No that is not really the reason for my post and yes, I really have received those emails.

However, I am doing a happy dance. And yes we are doing this again my lovely Facebook followers. I’m sorry, but how can I not continue the celebration? As an author, finding out a publisher and/or editor gets my story is huge. Even better? When they are as excited to see it reach publication as I was when I wrote ‘The End’. There is an emotional high that follows writing those two little words and it is reignited after hearing back on my submission and it results in a contract offer.

I can honestly say that when I was offered the contract for Anything but Safe, I believe I pulled a full on Calvin and Hobbes happy dance (at least mentally) and didn’t stop until my head hit the pillow. Then it resumed the moment I woke up and is still going on in the back of mind. What’s going on in the front of my mind? Well the next stages of course. Editing, cover art, paperwork, marketing, and writing the second book in the planned series.

In the end, we should see four McGregor books come into existence. Anything but Safe is the intro to only a small part of the family and focuses on Wallace McGregor. He has three siblings and each one of them has a story that is screaming to be told. So, while I keep you informed of all the happenings behind the publication of Anything but Safe, be on the look out for updates on Ian’s story because his story is underway.

In the meantime…join me in the happy dance!




Merry Menage Christmas Holiday Obsessions

I have a wicked obsession with Jack Frost. I imagine him as this extremely over the top sexy elf that has a very naughty streak. I caved to that obsession one year and wrote a little story about him. Now I’m feeling the need to elaborate on it. Get more inside Jack Frost than I did before. Afterall, who wouldn’t want a man who would go to extremes to get you back? Here is a sampling of the original story.

Excerpt from Frost~

I couldn’t let him go. Allowing him to walk away would mean I failed. No matter what the history was between us, I couldn’t let that happen. Without thinking, I grabbed his arm, leaned in close enough to smell the scent of cool pine-laced breezes wafting off his skin, and whispered, “I don’t want you to go.”
He turned his head slightly, his lips brushing against my cheek as he spoke. “Why?”
The slight contact wreaked havoc on my nerves and I began to tremble. He was so close. All I’d have to do is reach out and take him. But I couldn’t. Doing so was against regulation. He was my assignment. Taking him into custody and returning him to the North Pole was a direct order given by Santa himself. Giving in to my own wishes and desires was not an option.
“I…wrapping.” My voice sounded far off and distant. Like I was having an out-of-body experience. Around Jack, I always wanted to be present in body, at the very least. I started to hyperventilate.
“Oh.” A small, swirling pattern of snowflakes appeared to take form in the depths of his eyes. “Walk with me.”
He placed his hand at the small of my back, briefly brushing my handcuffs. “You were going to handcuff me?”
“Last resort only.”
“Really?” He pulled at my over shirt to reveal my gun and the corners of his mouth drew up in amusement “And this is purely an accessory?”
“Want me to shoot you?”
“Not if it’s filled with one of Doc’s tranqs. Wouldn’t want you to take advantage of me.” He chuckled as we walked through the crowd towards Macy’s.
“It’s no spiked eggnog.” I said, unable to keep the past at bay.
“Still equally as powerful.” With a wink, he maneuvered me into a corner. “We could test it if you like, you know, for old times.”
I didn’t like feeling boxed in, my back against a wall. It did give me a good view of the area though, allowing me to plan my escape route if I should need one. Around Jack, I’d learned to be prepared for the unexpected.
With his hands splayed on the wall on either side of me, Jack rested his forehead against mine. “Why did you leave that morning?”
Of all the questions he could have asked me in that moment, that one caught me off guard. I couldn’t think while he touched me and his breath warmed my cheeks. “It was a drunken night of wild abandon—”
“And wrapping paper,” he interjected.
“Yes, and while it was fun, it was one night. It didn’t mean anything.” Or so I’d been trying desperately to convince myself.
“Didn’t stick around long enough to find out, did you?” He leaned in and pressed his lips gently to mine.


Want to read the rest of the Frost story in it’s entirety you can find it on my Bookshelf page.

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Bewitching Book Tour Starts Today!

Hi everyone! This month I am on a month long book tour, courtesy of Bewitching Book Tours. I’m so excited and if you would like to follow along, check out some new reader blogs, pop in and say hi, or even just be a stalker….I welcome you with open arms!
November 2 ~ Brenda Demko’s Crazy Four Books
November 3 ~ Paranormal Opinion
November 6 ~The Dark Phantom
November 7 ~ Bending the Spine
November 13 ~ Mind Reading?
November 15 ~ Christina McKnight
November 16 ~ Happy Tails and Tales
November 17 ~ Books & Other Spells.
November 22 ~ Paranormal Cravings
November 24 ~ Tana Rae Reads
November 26 ~ Celestial Reviews
November 27 ~ The Reading Diaries
November 28 ~ The Wormhole

The Bewitching Blog Hop

Welcome to the Bewitching Halloween Blog Hop! If you’re just joining in, the hop got started at Jump on board for the full blog tour and enter to win fabulous prizes. Join us for an author chat Sunday 7pm EST at Gem’s Place.

So glad you dropped by for the Bewitching Blog Hop. All my witches are out taking care of their All Hallow’s Eve preparations. They left just a wee bit ago, mumbling something about sumpkins and lotions…or was it pumpkins and potions? No matter.  ‘Tis of little concern now as they aren’t on the premises. In fact, the only creatures left around here at the moment are some fae and wolf folk. They are demanding a little blog time, so I thought I would allow it. I will turn it over to Devlin and Kiara, my hero and heroine from Blood and Moonlight.

Devlin: “What did you want to talk about a ghrá?”

Kiara: “Nothing. I wanted to share a scene that was cut from the book.”

Devlin: “Aye, but does Moira wish for you to share it? Perhaps the lass has plans for it.”

Kiara: “Well then she had no business turning the blog over to us, did she?”

Devlin: “A ghrá, you make a good point.”

Kiara: “Besides, she left to refill her coffee. She won’t even know. I don’t think any of our guests would tell her, do you?”

Devlin: “You are letting that wicked streak show. You know what that does to me.”

Kiara: “Behave yourself. We have guests.”

Devlin: “Get on with it then.”

Kiara: “Very well. This scene was meant to be the prologue of Blood and Moonlight. It didn’t really add anything to the overall story, so it was cut. While it is unedited, and I do suffer a bit, I still found it fitting for this time of year. There’s blood, wickedness, and death. Hope you enjoy it.”

October 2008, Just outside Lake Tahoe

Trees passed by in a blur as my bare feet pounded against the forest floor and still I wasn’t moving fast enough. Blood dripped from my neck, soaking into my white cotton shirt. The soft evening breeze carried many scents—the strongest belonged to me. They’d find me soon. Wolves could always track blood. Being pack animals, they usually hunted as such, but this was no ordinary wolf or shifter. He was different, but I didn’t plan on getting close enough to figure out what separated him from the others. When I’d first spotted him, he’d been a man, standing alone at the forest edge, now he was in the guise of a wolf and in full hunt mode. I ran and as I did, it occurred to me that more of them could be lying in wait to ambush me. With no idea where I was running to, it was entirely possible I was playing right into the hands of my pursuer, which meant this could go from bad to worse in a matter of seconds.

Despite the cool night air, the shirt clung to my sweat drenched skin. With every bit of blood lost, my strength faded. Focus was a commodity I couldn’t afford to lose.

Why couldn’t I go faster?

The gun at my back provided little comfort. It wouldn’t stop what was coming. My options were limited and becoming more so by the minute. God and Goddess, please grant me a miracle. A break in the trees allowed a glimpse of small clearing. I ran out into the open area, barely big enough for what I had in mind, but it would have to do. Distant rustling of underbrush told me time ran short and I had to act quickly. God I hoped this worked. Words left my mouth in a whisper as I invoked the circle, sealing it at the four points with my own blood. Magic flared like electricity around me, so thick breathing became difficult.

The world swam in earth tones and I gasped for air. Power from the circle pulsed over my skin and quieted. It resembled standing in the eye of a storm. Eerie silence surrounded me and I knew any moment all hell could break loose. A raven emitted a deep, resonating call from its nearby perch and cut through the stillness. What I wouldn’t give to be back in Vegas right about now. This was supposed to be a simple weekend trip home for some Fae politics and a little girl rest and relaxation in Tahoe, but as usual, trouble found me.

I searched the darkness, took in the air and held it. The musky scent, laced with underlying notes of blood and pine just off to my left, alerted me to the beast’s approach. The spell wouldn’t hold. Protection spells were never my strong suit. The only thing I had any luck with, were tapping into visions, and even that was sketchy at best. Hopefully, Reese would make an appearance before time ran out, if she could even find me. Where in the hell was I?

“Oh Kiara,” the deep voice carried through the night. “Come out and play with me.”

He’d approached me while I’d been on my way to rendezvous with Reese and caught me completely unaware. My hands were laden with shopping bags and I’d failed to sense the threads of tightly controlled power that made him what he was until it was too late. His glamour far surpassed my own. Thankfully, his cockiness gave me the few seconds I needed to run. Power built in the air, pressing against the barriers of my circle. White light flashed in the thick of the forest with a crack like lightening. No longer in wolf form, the man stepped into view.

Tattered clothes hung from his body, revealing far more of the man than I cared to see. Between that and the huge production he made out of licking my blood from his partially clawed hand, it was difficult to look at him. The ability to control the change so distinctly was a testament to the power he held.

“Neat party trick. Halloween is still a week away. Still time to perfect it.” Being locked inside my own protection spell made me cocky, but the circle could fail and I wasn’t sure I wanted him to test its boundaries. Luckily, he was too busy indulging himself with my blood.

“Tasty. The blood of the Morrigan women always has been, but yours is truly a delicacy. I wonder…was my brother able to indulge in its taste before you killed him? Your blood is intoxicating—layered and so full of power, even for a Fae. He truly would have enjoyed it.”

A moan escaped him and it truly unnerved me, as did his discussing my blood as though he were at a wine tasting. He locked his eyes with mine and I realized what set him apart from other shifters I’d encountered—the irises of his eyes were similar to the Fae in color. It made my stomach turn. “You say Fae like it is a disgusting thing to be.”

“It is, if you are one of the pure ones. Not quite as powerful as those who are…more.” Another lick took care of the last bit of crimson on his hand and he regarded me carefully. “And you my dear clearly fall into the latter category. How intriguing.”

He reached out, as if to test the boundary of the circle, but withdrew. Apparently not so brave after all.

A ghostly chuckle emanated from him, sending chills up my spine. “Smart little one aren’t you? Using your own blood to cast the circle is more than I gave you credit for. You weren’t so quick thinking a year ago when my brother scarred that pretty body of yours and Riona—well she just didn’t have the time before I caught up to her. I will not underestimate you like my brother did, Kiara. If you escape this night, it will only be by my death. Know that there are others who will find you and send you to join your mother.”

“Depends on who’s doing the dying.”

A silver dagger flew past my head and embedded itself into the front of his chest. His eyes widened and as he dropped to the ground outside the circle, Reese walked over and knelt down beside him to retrieve the blade from his body.

“I left you alone for two minutes with strict instructions not to leave the parking lot.”

“Would you have preferred I let him catch me?”

“Of course not. Don’t get your panties in a bunch.” She sheathed the weapon, stood and slowly looked me over. “Lost your shoes I see.”

“If I’d known I’d be running through the woods I wouldn’t have worn the Jimmy Choo’s.”

“You lost the Jimmy’s?” She grimaced and then glanced down at the lifeless body, nudging it with the toe of her boot. “What a waste of life. Wonder what he was after?”

“I guess I could have interrogated him while he feasted on my blood. It just didn’t occur to me.” Following her gaze, I looked at the fallen man. “And he’s not going to answer any of our questions.”

“Not bloody likely in his current state.” Reese smiled.

The man who’d taken my mother’s life no longer walked among us. A little piece of knowledge that should have brought me a modicum of peace, but things were rarely ever so easy. His parting words troubled me and though the wolf’s lifeless body lay at my feet, I had the sneaking suspicion this was far from over.

Devlin: “Well I didn’t really enjoy that at all. That man had no business licking your blood. Guess I should be thankful Reese was there to keep you safe for me.”

Kiara: “You didn’t even know me then.”

Devlin: “Wouldn’t have even had the chance to know you if Reese hadn’t saved that sweet arse of yours then. How’s that?”

Kiara: “Hard to argue that point. Well, I hop you all enjoyed your stay. There is still plenty more for you to see. Lots more Bewitching to be done. If one of the witches, demons, or ghouls managed to pull you out of the tour line, you can find your way back by going to Enjoy the rest of your tour. Now run along before Moira sees what we’ve done.”

Friday Five ~ Blood & Moonlight Favorites

These are some favorite bits and pieces of my current release Blood and Moonlight, the first book in my Moonlight Trilogy.

1. In this bit, the heroine, Kiara is scolding her best friend Reese for taking away all her fun when Kiara unsuccessfully attempts to distract Reese from the wolf outside the office by flashing her new shoe purchase. Reese is quite a character as you will see by her line:

My nervously twitching foot drew Reese’s gaze to my recently purchased Louboutin heels and her eyes glimmered, but even shoes weren’t enough to divert her attention from the man in the other room. “Nice try, Kiara, but your mastery in the art of distraction will not work this time. Just smile and be polite.”

“You take away all of my fun.”

“We’ve been living in this neon jungle for months now, yet you spend all of your time here. If this is fun—” She dramatically waved her arm around the office—”Then I’m seriously misinformed.”

2. In this bit, Kiara and Devlin are sitting in a bar. A woman practically throws herself at Devlin who brushes her off. This is the exchange after the woman walks away:

“Wow, do women typically throw themselves at you like that?”

A wickedly seductive smile crossed his face. “Upset you didn’t beat her to it?”

“Don’t hold your breath.” I tossed back the whiskey, stood, grabbed my purse from the bar and muttered, “Thanks for the drink.”

3. I’m quite fond of the interactions between Kiara and Reese and you will find that their friendship does add a certain something to the book. Here is a scene where Kiara is having a bit of difficulty getting out of bed:

“True.” Reese pulled my pillow away. “Now, you can get up willingly, or I can fetch a man to come roust you from the bed.”

I moaned as the relentless throbbing in my head exceeded the point of being bearable. “Damn it, Reese!”

“Sorry, but I need you to get up. You know…concerns about a concussion and all that.”

“No concussion—just a headache. Nothing a little caffeine won’t fix. And Reese, it’s far too early for you to be speaking of rousting. We’re not at court.”

4. Here you get a bit of interaction between the fae queen, Kiara, and Devlin. Mostly, I love this bit for the few comments I’m sharing from Kiara and Devlin.

“The court’s still suffering from your mother’s absence. Even though you are exiled, seeing to your needs, in this instance, was the least I could do.”

“Thank you.”

Her smile was forced as she slid her arm through mine and led me to the rear of the car. Her driver opened the trunk. “I am certain these will suit your needs.”

I peered into the small lit area and smiled. “A woman after my own heart.”

“Ah, some things never change, wee one. I remember your fondness for certain weaponry.”

A somewhat maniacal laugh bubbled out before I could stop it. I pulled the gun and several rounds of ammo out of the trunk. The seemingly, now-permanent male fixture in my life moved up next to me and took in the relatively small cache of weapons.

“Are you going to war?” he asked.

Armed with guns and the mp3 player in my pocket grounded me. They made me feel like I had some control over the situation more than anything else. “Not planning on it.”

5. And last but not least here is a scene in the wake of the aftermath that followed a kiss between Devlin and Kiara. This is again, interaction between Reese and Kiara:

“Really, it was nothing, Reese. A simple kiss that shouldn’t have happened.”

She scoffed. “There is nothing simple about a kiss between the Cinniúint. Besides, I have never known Kiara Morrigan to sit and sulk over a simple kiss.”

“What would you like me to say? That he set my insides on fire? That every inch of me wanted more? That when he pulled back from me and apologized, a feeling of rejection washed over me? Not good enough? Even though I knew that it shouldn’t have happened in the first place? And don’t use the word Cinniúint when you refer to him.”

“Oh for the love of god and goddess! You two need a serious counseling session. Too bad I don’t know a good shrink. They would have a field day with the fucked up views on relationships you two seem to have.”

“Quite a morale booster there, Reese.”

“I just don’t understand how two people can be so obviously attracted to one another and fight it at every turn.”


So there you have it. Five little tidbits. No they are not the only bits I love in this book. They are five of my favorites, but truly there are so many parts I loved, it was difficult to come up with even this small selection.Have a great Friday everyone. Sláinte!