For the first time in six months I did not wake up feeling like I had eleventy million things to do and nowhere near enough time to do them. I still have eight million things to do, but that’s manageable, mostly.
I finished INSATIABLE and got it to my editor and I am able to work on some other projects before I need to begin writing INSIDE OUT. Yesterday I looked through some stuff I’d had to put aside to finish up the pressing contracts on my calendar. I’d forgotten about a few of them – but realized they’d be fun to polish up and get out there. My agent will love me in a few weeks, LOL!
Megan Hart’s No Greater Pleasure released last week. This book is part of her Order of Solace series – which I highly recommend! Anya Bast’s anthology Hot For the Holidays also released and by the way, made it to the NYT list! Congrats to Anya, Lora Leigh, Jennifer Ashley and Angela Knight! For those of you who love Gennita Low’s awesome military style thrillers – her newest – Virtually Hers, is now available at Samhain publishing (and Amazon at the Kindle store). I’ve been waiting for this one since forever and a day before that.
I need to go deal with laundry (jealous aren’t you?) but I thought I’d leave you with a snippet of INSATIABLE
Phantom Corps: INSATIABLE by LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2010, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, the Berkley Publishing Group
Releasing July 2010
She must have hit her head in the passageway. There was no other explanation for why she couldn’t seem to stop thinking about the strength in his hand as he’d helped her up, the way his voice had softened as he’d told her she was doing a good job.
Ridiculous to be excited by such a rude man. Though, she thought as they ran, he was so very masculine and imposing, but not at all like Hartley or her father. She killed the time and tried to ignore the fear by thinking of other things. But those other things were about Daniel.
Whatever he was, whoever he was, he’d unleashed something inside her, sent it rushing through her veins. At least she could blame any breathlessness or flushed skin on the running. If she lived long enough to stop, that was. Good gods, she’d not done this much physically intense activity in many years.
The Portal city was always awake, always working. People milled around but not in as great a number as they did once the suns had risen. Luckily, they ignored the three people heading toward the departure decks. They were just like everyone else, leaving, arriving, doing business.
They passed an open air fried dough booth and wondered if they had anything like it on the other side. She’d miss the smell of home, miss the people, miss how they spoke, their accents, the way they looked on festival days. She would have to leave it all behind.
An ache rolled through her as she tried to shove it aside. She couldn’t afford to lose it right then.
The Portal was just ahead and Daniel stopped, pulling her into a space between two outbuildings. They entered a back door and stopped in an abandoned room.
“You’ll need to change into traveling clothes. You’re my sister and we’re on our way to Monteh to attend the harvest festival and to meet your intended. We’ll call you Rina, since it’s close enough to Carina.”
With that, he turned his back and began to strip. Though she knew it was rude, there was simply no way she could stop herself from staring at the wide expanse of his shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist. Oh! He stepped from his pants and his rear was the finest she’d ever seen. Not that she’d seen a lot of bare asses in her lifetime, not on adult men anyway! Still, she was quite sure it was a very fine specimen.