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Monday, September 21, 2015


Desiring a Demon is up for nomination in the The Romance Reviews Winter 2015 Readers' Choice Awards as a Novel with Strong Romantic Elements: Paranormal Romance. I need 50 nominations to be in the running. HELP! Please go here to nominate my book. You can nominate other books too. You will have to register on the website, but it's easy to opt out of their emails.


Sunday, September 20, 2015

Spotlight: Surrendering to the Beast by Tina Donahue

To celebrate the upcoming release of Surrendering to the Beast, Tina is giving away FIVE full-length, bestselling, award-winning romances to one lucky winner - 25 titles to choose from.

Surrendering to the Beast Paperback Look
(Book Two – Taming the Beast series)
Erotic Paranormal - Romantic Comedy
by Tina Donahue

Available for pre-order September 13
Ready to read October 13
Surrendering to the Beast - Teaser 3

Blurb: When she’s good, she’s very good. But when he’s bad, she’s better. Taming the Beast, Book 2 As a good fairy, Heather is empathetic and chaste to a fault. No bad language, no dirty thoughts, flirting and no sex. But when a satyr named Daemon steps up to her reception desk at From Crud to Stud, she finds herself on the fast track to exquisite corruption. Daemon is the total bad-boy package with a kiss straight from the dark side. Though he’s here for a supernatural makeover, Heather can’t imagine why any red-blooded woman would want him to change. A disciple of the god of wine, Daemon has had his share of good times. But sex has never been this good. Heather brings out a new side of him, a side that makes him want to protect as well as pillage. But Daemon needs a little creative backup to help set his fairy’s naughtiness free. And that means bringing in Mistress Jin. Under the genie’s tutelage and Daemon’s shameless lust, Heather is about to learn what it means to let loose.
Warning: Not your typical bedtime story. May lead to indecent behavior, a taste for voyeurism, discipline, bondage, m/f, m/f/f and f/f action, which will result in screaming orgasms. Proceed with caution.
Heather steeled herself to do battle with Satan. Cautiously, she faced her webcam and his image on her computer monitor. This evening, he’d assumed the form of a European playboy, a snifter of cognac held casually in one hand, dark hair slicked back, his blood-red ascot contrasting nicely with his white shirt and navy blazer. He certainly knew how to dress.
 “Cara mia.” Heat smoldered in his voice and dark eyes. “What can I do to you?”
 “For me,” she corrected gently, wondering when he’d ever get that right.
 Grinning, he focused on her white peasant blouse and jutted nipples, her areolas tightened from the chilly weather, not him. Tonight was damp and cool thanks to a spring storm that continued to rage in the French Quarter. Lightning flashed and the office lights flickered. Flames flared briefly in his pupils.
“We’ll do many things to each other, no?”
Heather smiled politely, a knee-jerk reaction for a good fairy. Needing to get tough, she held up his overdue bill, hoping he’d look at it rather than her chest. Her hand shook so badly the paper rattled. 
“How you tremble,” he cooed. “How pale you are. Allow me to put some color in your lovely cheeks. Heat that will last an eternity.”
Her skin got even clammier. “Please, just pay your account.” She waved the paper and talked fast before losing her nerve. “Your grandson failed to show for his last two appointments. I’m sure he had a good reason. Unfortunately, he didn’t call to cancel.” She offered an apologetic smile and pressed on. “Because you’re the cardholder, we had to charge you for the time. I’m so sorry, but it is the rule.” One she was honor-bound to enforce as an employee of From Crud to Stud, a makeover service for supernatural beings.
Howls from weres, hisses from vampires and obscenities from demons poured from the treatment rooms. Those poor souls were going through proverbial hell to suppress their beasts. They longed to date mortal women without freaking them out, while also winning their hearts the normal way. With real charm, not magic, with integrity and love, not lies and manipulation. But these makeovers took the staff’s valuable time and clients needed to pay for the effort. Even Satan should understand that. 
He gave her an indulgent smile. “What charges?”
Gasping, she dropped the flaming paper in her trashcan before it burnt her fingers.
“Later,” he said and killed the call.
Hurriedly, Heather put out the small blaze, chiding herself for letting the account get to this point. She should have been firm with Satan’s grandson when he signed up for the service. Determined to make up for being too nice, she brought up her bank account to pay the charges herself. She was about to transfer the funds when the lights flickered twice, thunder boomed and the front door flew open, banging against the wall. She flinched. A blast of dank air and rain blew inside, followed by a guy who looked to be thirty or so. He wore a black cowboy hat, snug navy tee, low-slung jeans and cowboy boots. Once he shoved the door shut, he slumped against it, breathing hard.
Heather stood so quickly her chair rolled into the wall. He didn’t notice. He’d closed his eyes and raised his face to the ceiling, his prominent Adam’s apple bobbing with his hard swallow. Alarmed yet intrigued, she regarded the short, dark hairs on his throat and took the rest of him in. His rain-dampened hair was the color of dark chocolate, thick and wavy, flowing to his broad shoulders. They heaved with his next ragged breath. Tall, possibly six-three, he was lean yet muscular. His wet tee clung to his well-defined pecs and abs, those bruising biceps. Stubble covered his strong jaw, upper lip and cheeks. His bronze skin spoke of days in the sun.
Even from where she stood, Heather smelled his scent. Clean and masculine, a woodsy, fresh fragrance along with something else…the unmistakable odor of liquor. Uh-oh. It wasn’t often that mortals, drunk or otherwise, happened upon this place. When they did, Heather had ironclad rules to follow. First, buzz Constance, a voodoo priestess who could remove memories by laying her hands on someone’s head. Following that, Heather was supposed to buzz Becca, a half-mortal witch who owned this place. Heather leaned over her desk to press the intercom button. The guy turned to her, blinked slowly and stared. Her hand stalled. His eyes were amazing, the color of Lipton tea, ringed by long, sooty lashes, his attention riveted as he drank her in. Given his slow, sexy smile, Heather suspected he was undressing her with his eyes. She swallowed and was about to press the button when he groaned suddenly and mournfully, the sound of someone in serious pain.
Heather paused and decided not to call for anyone just yet. “Are you all right?”
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About Me (You know you want to know!): I’m an award-winning, bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Kensington, Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, Booktrope, Luminosity, Decadent, and indie. Yay! Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised my work, and trust me, I’m forever grateful for that. I’ve had my books reach finals in the EPIC competition, one title was named Book of the Year at a review site, and others have won awards in RWA-sponsored contests. I’m actually featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Talk about feeling like a freaking star. Before my writing career, I was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company. Outside of being an admitted and unrepentant chocoholic, I’ve flown a single-engine plane (scary stuff), rewired an old house using an electricity for dummies book, and have been known to moan like Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally whenever I’m eating anything Mexican or Italian. Yeah, I like to eat (burp). You can check me out here – yes, I am everywhere! :)
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Saturday, August 1, 2015

And Now it's August

Happy August 1st. I'm not sure where the summer is going but it seems to be heading there fast. I just realized I didn't post a single blog in the month of July. To be honest, I didn't have a lot going on in my writing life last month.

August will be different. This month I am participating in the Long and Short Reviews' 8th Anniversary Bash. It lasts from August 17th through the 28th. At some point in that time frame there will be a trivia question from me. Answer it correctly and you'll be entered to win a copy of one of my books. I'm sorry to say that I don't remember which one I put up for grabs.

Also this month I will be working harder to get another book finished. My writing has been a bit stagnant for various reasons but I'm feeling the stirrings of my muse again. I have one Archangel series book left in my Entangled contract. However, there are still five more brothers who need to have their stories told. I promise those stories will be published one way or another.

As for my Gargoyle Masters... I'm still waiting on word from Samhain about contracting book two. If they decide not to offer me a contract then I might try my hand at self-publishing for the first time. I haven't decided yet if I'd like to go that route or try subbing it to a different publisher. To be honest, I don't want anyone who is waiting for this book to wait any longer than absolutely necessary.

On an unexpected note, I decided to ask Samhain if I can re-edit They Call Me Death. The contract expires this summer and there are a lot of things I would love to change in that book. They said yes. I don't know exactly what that means yet, but there it is. More info to come as I have it.

I hope everyone has been having a wonderful summer. Try to enjoy what's left of it and stay cool. We're boiling down here in Southeast Texas.

Monday, June 8, 2015


One thing that became clear after my travels in May is that my office is ridiculously cluttered. Since I don't plan to get rid of any of my bookshelves, I've had to clean it up and reorganize. That caused me to realize I have a HUGE amount of swag. There's really no need for me to keep it all to myself, so I'm going to give it away. There are a handful of books I'm willing to give up as well. All you have to do is enter the Rafflecopter give away by following the steps outlined on it here. The contest runs through my birthday, June 15th. Good luck!!

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

New Release! Desiring a Demon

It's here! I'm very happy to present my newest release from Entangled Publishing, Desiring a Demon. This is the sequel to Trusting an Angel, and part two of my Archangel series. 

Loving her is forbidden. Leaving her is impossible...

Raphael is the Archangel of Justice, a champion of humans and a warrior who has kept demons from the human realm. Having a half-demon hiding in his home is strictly verboten. And the fact that he can't keep his hands off her? Well, sometimes the war between good and evil is best fought between the sheets...

Astaroth Sinclair's demon side is taking over, staining her entire body red and raising her body temperature hot enough to incinerate her clothes. Even more complicated is the fact that she is helplessly and hopelessly in love with Raphael—even if they have nothing in common other than explosive chemistry. 
But when Asta starts digging for answers, she sets off a chain of events that no one could have foreseen. Now her love for Raphael will either save the world...or destroy it.

Buy it here.
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I will also be celebrating my new release over at Bitten by Books on April 30th. Join me for a chance to win a $25 Amazon gift card.