Thursday, December 23, 2010

Get Bent! for Christmas...

On Sale Now at Mojocastle Press

Humor, Paranormal, Poetry
Ramshackle Castle
K. A. M'Lady
Rated: The Curtain Wall
Length: Sigil
Price: $1.99
ISBN: 1-60180-RCC

Come, walk the night road through your memory of childhood fairy tales, limericks, ghostly apparitions and the lingering breath of classic poetry gone awry. At the Castle, magick and mayhem are a lyrical delight spun with fairy dust. It may at times be dark, dusty and a bit bent but every word is a glamorours enchantment.
Tread Lightly
The road less traveled.  Whoever told me to take that damn road was an idiot!  Yellow woods indeed.  Maybe from the field full of fairies -- no doubt.  Crazy bitches with wings! 

Dead Birds & The Ghosts of Psycho Ex-Girlfriends

One would think that a mind numbing midnight drunk would still the incessant tapping; hammering its way inside my lonely chamber.  I groaned, “Be gone, I’m napping.”  Only this and the tome I chucked at said wavering chamber door.  Only this and nothing more....

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Show A Zombie Some Love with Author Paige Tyler

Have you met my friend, author Paige Tyler?  Paige is a full-time, multi-published, award-winning writer of erotic romance. She and her research assistant (otherwise known as her husband!) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their easy going dog and their lazy, I-refuse-to-get-off-the-couch-for-anything-but-food cat.  She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty, independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her wickedly hot stories of romance, adventure, passion and true love will bring a blush to your cheeks and leave you breathlessly panting for more!

Her latest - Dead Sexy shows you why we just can't get enough of the dead...

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Thanks so much for letting me guest blog today!

Readers often ask me how I come up with ideas for my books, so I thought I'd give you a little behind-the-scenes peek at how I came up with my new release, a paranormal erotic romance from Ellora's Cave called DEAD SEXY

Before I say anything else though, isn't that cover too hot for words?!  When the art department sent it to me, I probably gazed at it for a good ten minutes in mouth-drooling appreciation before I could email them back telling the artist it not only rocked, but totally fit the book.  The hero is "Dead Sexy," after all! 

Thursday, December 2, 2010

We have cover art...Just Another ParaNormal Christmas!

Well, I'm stoked - it's finally here!  The cover rocks.  Artist Vanessa Hawethorne did another outstanding job.  I can't wait to share this will all of you and it is for an amazing cause.  I hope that you enjoy it and even if you don't read it - you'll buy a copy of it anyway to benefit this wonderful and amazing organization!  As soon as final galley edits are complete I'll hook up the purchase link.  So please, stay tuned.  Also, watch for my blog and interview with Brenda - the Wayfairing Writer at the Moonsanity Blogspot on 12-14-10 for more details on this book, the charity and other upcoming tidbits.  Blessings and Merry Christmas to all of you.  K.

This Christmas the castle will make you believe again. 
Just Another Paranormal Christmas

Christmas 2010
From Mojocastle Press
Just Another Paranormal Monday Authors:
Brigit Aine, Candace Sams, Heather Kuehl,
K.A. M’Lady, Kayden McLeod,  & Susan Gabriel
All Proceeds to benefit The Armed Forces Children’s Education Fund

Once Upon a Dragon


K.A. M’Lady

Anything is possible with a little Magic


Jeremy Owens and his older siblings want to believe in magic,
but hope and belief are difficult things to hold onto
even when you’re a child.  After the loss of their parents,
three young children find themselves fostered off
on an Aunt who’s never known the love of a child. 
This Christmas will the Owens children find out
what it means to believe again? 

Anything is possible with a little magic.


Twenty minutes.  It had taken twenty minutes to get all of their bags down the train deck and piled next to Lennai’s car.  That was with her helping.  What in blue-blazes did these children bring with them?  And where am I going to put all of it?  Not to mention how in the world am I going to get it and them back to my house?  In this little car?  The mound of luggage stood higher than the top of Lennai’s car and she was completely out of her league already.

“Need some help?”

Pen.  Just his name brought a swarm of relief that Lennai would never be able to explain to anyone.  Today, of all days, she was happy to see him.  Again.

“You have no idea,” she stated, a smile of thanks filling her eyes even as it spread across her lips.

She watched Pen make quick work of filling the back of his old Dodge pick-up with the mountain of bags that were the children’s belongings.  She watched the way the afternoon light caught Pen’s dark hair.  How easily he seemed to get along with the children; already laughing and joking with the eldest boy, Tyler, and the little one, Jeremy.  For one brief moment her heart ached for all the emptiness that had been her life.

“Can we ride back to your house with Pen?” Tyler asked, his voice hopeful, his eyes bright.

“Yeah, can we Aunt Lennai?”  This from Jeremy who was tugging on her sweater, looking up at her with the same bright, brown eyes that were an exact match for her brothers’.

“It’s fine with me,” Sam stated.  “I’ll ride with you.”

Lennai blinked, trying to take it all in.  When had her like became so crazy?  Oh, yes.  Today.

“I guess so,” she told them hesitantly.  “That is, if it’s ok with you, Pen?”

“Sure, I don’t mind.  Besides, don’t think there’s much room in your car anyway.”

Lennai turned and looked at her little Geo which was loaded down from floor to roof with what apparently were all of Sam’s belongings.  The back end had actually sunk a good two inches and she was wondering if they’d even make it down the road from the weight.

“It’ll be fine, Lenni,” Pen said, as if reading her thoughts.  “Come on boys.  Adventures await.”  Then he lifted up Jeremy into the cab.

“Oooh, what’s this?” Jeremy questioned as he hung out the side of the truck, a shiny rock in his hands.

“Don’t worry, Lenni,” Pen whispered, taking Lennai by the shoulders and pointing her in the direction of her car.  “You’ll do just fine.  You’ll see.”

“Glad you’re so all fire sure of things,” she muttered.  “You  borrow some of Merlin’s magic?  Get yourself a crystal ball?”

Pen shrugged.  “Maybe.”  Then he winked at her and walked away.

“That there is a dragon’s egg, little Jeremy.  So don’t squish it.”

“A dragon’s egg?  Will it make a magical dragon?  Where’d you get a dragon’s egg anyway?  Can you get me a magical dragon?” Jeremy rapidly questioned, each word dripping with the excitement and exuberance of youth.

Lennai grunted.  Magical dragons.

Sam snorted.  Magical dragons.

Tyler laughed.  “Whoever heard of eggs that hatched magical dragons?”