Hello! Welcome to my Sunday newsletter.
Last week we had some great guests at the blog and this week we have four more coming up. Check out their links below and I hope you can stop by.
If you’ve visited my main site recently, you’ll notice that there have been a few changes. The updates should be completed by the end of March, so please excuse any inconsistencies until then. To say thanks for your patience, I’m holding a Site Updates Contest. For details on how to enter, visit http://kate-hill.com/co.html.
For writing news, I’m currently working on a m/m paranormal romance set in the world of Witches and Wolves. It’s the start of a new spin-off series that will introduce several new magical characters and include appearances from some of the Witches and Wolves characters.
Have a great week and thank you for visiting!
Kate
Recent Guests
Rebecca J. Clark
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4828
Nina Pierce
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4836
Kathy L Wheeler
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4777
Kelly Rae
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4808
Jade Onyx
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4796
Upcoming Guests
Monday March 2 – Alice Gaines
http://www.alicegaines.blogspot.com/
Tuesday March 3 – Lily Vega
www.facebook.com/LilyVegaWriter
Thursday March 5 – Erica Ridley
Saturday March 7 – Katherine Kingston
Excerpt of the Week: Gascon Victors and the Batty Beautician
by Kate Hill
Curvy women did something to Harrison.
Then she turned to him. Her face was concealed by a mask of black and white feathers. His stomach clenched and his heartbeat quickened.
The woman’s hands swept her breasts and ribs. They roamed over her hips and caressed her inner thighs. She disappeared from the tower and Harrison dropped his pencil.
He stepped closer to his window, straining to see her. A hand touched his shoulder. Since he was home alone, he should have been surprised, but somehow he knew it was her.
He turned and stared into her beautiful brown eyes that gazed at him from behind the feathered mask. When he reached for it, she lightly grasped his wrists. She wasn’t strong enough to stop him if he wanted to fight her hold, but if she wished to remain anonymous that was fine with him — even if it was his fantasy.
Taking her hand, he sank to the floor, tugging her with him. All light faded. He could no longer see the woman, but he felt her. She straddled him and caressed his chest, then she kissed him. Harrison stroked her thick, satiny hair. Then she sat back and moved down his body, gently whipping her hair over his chest.
Harrison groaned. His heart pounded and his hands trembled a bit as he hurried to unfasten his pants. This was the best fantasy he’d ever had and he didn’t want it to fade.
http://kate-hill.com/gasconvictorsandthebattybeautician.html
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