Today I'd like to welcome Author Michaela Rhua as my guest. I'm featuring her most recent book.

MATED FOREVER
By Michaela Rhua

Excerpt

"I am so sorry to draw you into all this Lou, I … I didn't mean for it to get this far." Jorie put down the hot mug on the table next to the sofa.

"It's okay. I asked you to stay, you didn't force this on me, so chill," Lou said. "Anyway, I'm going to take a shower."

Lou got up from the sofa and disappeared into the bedroom.

Damn it! Jorie kicked herself mentally. Why did I not just do what I wanted to, just touch her. She knew exactly how she felt about Lou. She wanted her as a lover and mate. Things were so complicated now. Sleeping with Malachi had been a colossal error. Every time she looked into Lou’s beautiful brown eyes something melted inside.

The noise of the shower interrupted her thoughts. Jorie fisted her hands and gritted her teeth. Then, with decisive steps, she walked through the bedroom to the bathroom. The door was ajar, almost inviting her in. Once inside, the hot steam fogged her vision. Her eyes adjusted quickly, and she made out water cascading over golden brown skin. Rivulets journeyed their way down the perfect body, which was all curves. Jorie wanted to stroke Lou’s round ass, and kiss it all over. She stretched out her hands. Her skin tightened, and heat radiated throughout her body. She knew exactly what was happening. Her wolf begged to be let out to play with her mate.

Breathing deeply, Jorie stepped forward. The steam cleared at little more and Lou turned around. Jorie stared at Lou's round breasts topped off with dark chocolate nipples, and licked her lips. Lou glanced up. Her eyes deepened then a ring of copper formed around her pupils. Lou continued to soap her body. Jorie watched Lou's hand circle down to her bare pussy with the sponge. Her own pussy ached with need. Lou dropped the sponge and leaned her body into the water, washing the suds off her skin. Jorie wanted to touch her so badly.

Lou turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower. Jorie took a deep breath, trying to get her wolf under control. She wanted Lou in human form, to delight in her body. In her wolf form it would be fucking. Her animal instincts would take over like it had with Malachi. There had been little tenderness. When he’d realized she was willing, it became all about taking her quickly. The act had been painful and cold. Where she’d wanted to take it slow, this would be about making love. She wanted to experience love, an all-consuming love. Tender and soft, not hard and fast.

"You're so beautiful, Lou. I want you so much. I've never felt this way before," Jorie whispered.

"I want you, too, Jorie. Only if you’re sure?" Lou gave her a tentative smile.

"Yes, so sure, like never before," Jorie said.

Jorie unbuttoned her shirt. Lou came closer still, helping Jorie to release her arms. Warm hands massaged her breasts. Jorie untwisted Lou's hair and let those dark curls loose. They were silky smooth, and Jorie massaged Lou's head then cupped her face.

Their lips met. Heat surged through Jorie, the air hot and heavy. Lou pushed her toward the bedroom. Jorie delved deeply into Lou's mouth with her tongue, tasting and licking. Her beast growled with delight. This was good, this was right.

"You taste so good, Lou," she said.

Lou pushed her onto the bed then stood over her. A flicker of hesitation registered in her eyes. Jorie undid her jeans, ridding herself of any clothing to reassure Lou this was what she wanted. Words were irrelevant. Lou seemed like watching her strip because intensity deepened her gaze. Once bare, Jorie sat up and held out her hand. Nothing happened. Lou looked at the offered hand. Afraid Lou would back away, Jorie slowly opened her legs. She wasn’t fully bare as Lou, but she hoped Lou would understand.

"I can't wait, Jorie, I have to taste you." Lou licked her lips.

She watched Lou lower her head and inhale the scent of her arousal. Lou growled then pounced on her.

"Get ready, honey." Lou winked.

Mated Forever by Michaela Rhua is an All Romance ebooks BESTSELLER!

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Author Bio
Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she loves writing!

She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

Michaela is a multi-published author with Breathless Press, Evernight Publishing and a self-published anthology with authors from The Nuthouse Scribblers.

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By Chris Redding

Designing a room is a lot like writing a book.

I have two friends who are interior decorators. One taught me to sew (thank you Emily!). The other taught me about color and how to decorate a room.

You begin with a focal point. This is the piece the theme of the room revolves around. We have a front room. One of those rooms people make a formal living room then put a velvet rope across it. Me, no velvet rope across mine. We use it. Or at least I do to write in the winter. It’s the warmest room in the house.

DH and I didn’t begin the room with a focal point. We were going to paint the walls a Kelly Green. Through some odd circumstances we did not get around to buying the paint before we started shopping for the couch. Good thing.

            We went to our favorite furniture store to see our favorite salesperson. They don’t make commission and spend a lot of time with you. We’d bought stuff here before this adventure. She ended up showing us a couch that we fell in love with. If you had said I would love a couch in this shade of green, I would have laughed. But I loved it. Too bad it would not go with Kelly Green.

            Oh well. We can rethink the paint.

            This is what it’s like when an idea finally congeals for a book. I think I’m going to write about A when I finally think it through or it goes to that place in my brain that solves these problems, I end up writing about B.

            While at the furniture store, I sat in a wing-back chair. I hate wing-back chairs. I’m short and that hump in the back hits my write at the top of my head. I swore once I’d never have a wing  back chair. This one was different. This chair was also a recliner. And it fit me. Perfectly when I flipped up the foot rest. And it matched the couch.

            This is like using a plot device you swore you’d never use. For me it would be changing your identity to hide the past. My heroine in A View to a Kilt did it to hide who her ex-husband is. You must use the tools around you. Never say never.

            So now we had a couch and a recliner. So now was DH’s turn to pick a chair. We went somewhere else for that. He picked what I considered something that didn’t match. At all. I could not talk him out of it.

            Guess what. It has aged and now looks great in that room. On top of that, it’s the most comfortable chair in the house. Sometimes your editor has an idea for your book and you don’t want to do it. When you finally do, your book is so much better for it.

            So now we had couch, two recliners and DH was going to make the tables. We found a paint and the next thing we needed were window treatments. I was going to sew these (thank you Emily). I called on my other interior decorator friend for a fabric book. I described the paint and the idea behind the room. She dropped off a book and I chose the fabric before she’d even driven out of my neighborhood.

            This is like brainstorming with your critique partners. Sometimes they come up with some fabulous ideas for where your plot needs to go.

            Writing a book and making it the best it can be is just like decorating a room. You need a clear idea of what you want. Input from others is always welcome and never put aside a plot device that might actually work in the long run.

EXCERPT 

    She didn’t have time to soothe his ego. If he couldn’t understand about animal emergencies than she couldn’t explain it to him.

    Not now. Not ever.

    Running down the steps in front of the hotel, she stumbled. When she landed upright, the heel of one shoe broke. “Damn. Cheap shoes.” She pulled them off, standing in her stockinged feet.

    She gave the valet her ticket then waited for her car. A light drizzle, dropping the temperature. She shivered hoping the valet hadn't parked too her car far away from her.

    After what seemed like an eternity, the young man pulled up. She shook his hand, slipping him some bills for his trouble. At least she tried. She ended up dropping the bills. He reached for the money the same time she did. Her shoulder hit him in the eye.

    “Ouch.”

    “I’m sorry.”

    The parking guy managed to stay on his feet. Daria landed on her butt in a puddle. Another dress ruined. “How about I let you get the money?”

    "Can I help you up?”

    “Maybe you better not.”

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Thanks for having me today.

cmr