Welcome to another Snippet Saturday! Today’s theme is ‘Horror’. Check out my excerpt, and then click on the links below to read others! Now I’m never a really big ‘horror’ish author, so I had to pick my most likely to be horrorish. This is from my book This Spells Trouble.

This Spells TroubleArianna’s a holistic witch who tries to stay out of trouble. But trouble finds her when the Hell’s Ball she’s attending lives up to its name. She meets a cocky vampire who’s creating havoc on her hormones.  But he’s also her only hope at getting through the night alive.

Jake’s a casino investigator, working undercover as a bartender on Halloween night. When a sexy, green-eyed witch becomes the targeted victim for a sacrifice ritual, he’ll go to any lengths to save her. Especially when he realizes she may be more to him than just another casual lover.


Armon Driscotti stood near the wall with his men, watching the
woman with the green eyes and black curls dart across the dance floor
toward the exit.

Yes. She would be the second sacrifice—one of the two women
who were to be given to their dark Master this Halloween night. Then, the
Master would rejoin them and walk upon the earth once more.

The requirements for the sacrifice were to find two women with
green eyes. The first woman they had discovered at a roulette table in the
gambling room. She’d been young and naïve, and had followed them
willingly outside.

She had barely struggled—seemed to accept her fate once the
group of vampires had finished taking their pleasure with her sexually.

Her death afterwards had been brutal and no doubt painful.

And sadly anti‐climactic. Armon’s thin lips tilted downward.

Perhaps it was selfish of him, but he was hoping this next woman would
put up more of a fight.

Humans were pathetic. They were a weak waste of space on this
earth. Preying upon them had been one of the few pleasures he took since
the death of Lucius.

The thought of his lover made him want to weep. The memory of
Lucius’ death was fresh in his mind, though it had happened nearly two‐
hundred‐years ago in the nineteenth century. He’d been hunted down and
brutally slain by a vampire hunter while he slept.

For centuries now Armon had sought a way to bring him back.
And until he’d met a reincarnated gypsy a few months ago, he’d nearly
given up hope.

The gypsy had informed him of the one possible way to bring
Master Lucius back. It would include the sacrifices of two women, both to
be killed on Halloween night.

Once the gypsy had divulged the information, he’d killed her—
sank his teeth into her skull as if she were a ripe apple. The horror and
fear in her gaze had only lasted a few seconds, before the vacant stare of
death replaced it.

Soon you shall be back upon this earth, Lucius. And then we will be
together once more.

Knowing his men were watching him, he nodded. They were
anxious for the opportunity to fuck and kill the next woman.

They were blood‐thirsty savages, vampires of a different breed.

Lately many vampires had gone soft, using animals and blood banks to
satisfy their hunger. Or perhaps taking from a human, but not drinking
enough to kill or turn the human into a vampire.

Foolish. Once Armon sank his fangs into a human, his face was the
last thing they ever saw.

“Let us complete the second sacrifice before the midnight hour.”

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Welcome to another Snippet Saturday! Today’s theme is ‘Emotional’. Check out my excerpt from Dangerous Grounds, and then click on the links below to read others!


Somethings hot in Seattle, and its not just the espresso. The Seattle Steam series. Madisons needs are simple. All she wants are two things: Make Ooo La Latt the newest trend in espresso, and seduce the sexiest cop in Seattle.

But things arent going exactly as planned. First, Gabes a little hung up on the fact that shes his best friends little sister, and hes determined to keep his hands off. Second, her shop gets robbed by the increasingly violent Espresso Bandit, and now shes the only one who can identify him. Gabe whisks her into hiding for her own protection, but soon finds his heart is under assault by the lusciousand persistent Madison.

But no matter where they hide, danger follows. On such dangerous grounds, the trick will be to live long enough to keep the flame alive.


The first shot may have missed, but the man who stood in the entrance to the shop had raised his gun to take aim at Madison again.

“Get down, Maddie!” Gabe ordered as he pulled his own gun from its holster and put in a quick call for backup.

Madison snapped out of her frozen stupor, and finally fell to the ground so fast it was almost comical.

Gabe used the espresso counter as cover and stood just enough to where he could get off a shot. The other man had the same idea, and right after Gabe fired, a stinging heat seared across his shoulder.

The other man wasn’t unscathed either. He groaned and grabbed his arm, then turned and fled the shop.

Gabe jumped up and ran after him, his feet pounding the sidewalk as he tried to keep up. But the man had a car parked near the curb, and a second later he jumped in it and squealed out of the parking lot.

“Shit.” He slowed to a walk and put his gun back in the holster, then reached for his radio. After calling in a description of the getaway vehicle, he gave his shoulder a tentative roll to determine the extent of his own injury.

Very little blood and pain. It was only a graze, nothing serious. He turned and hurried back to the shop.

Madison wasn’t in sight and his heart pounded with sudden fear.



Gabe followed the sound of her voice to behind the counter. She still lay on her stomach, her face cushioned on her arm. She didn’t sit up or even turn to look at him.

“You can get up now. It’s safe.”

“I know.”

Gabe sighed, not in the mood to accommodate the hysterics she might be ready to embark on.

“Do you think I’m a complete idiot?” Her voice trembled. “Because I am. I was so damn sure of myself and my own invincibility. If he had shot me, I would have deserved it.”

His anger diminished some. She realized she’d been out of line. This was the Maddie he liked and admired. Gabe knelt down beside her and rubbed her back.

“You deserve a good spanking, but not to get shot. That reminds me.” He glanced up at the sound of sirens.

“What?” She sat up and gave him a quizzical look. “You want to spank me?”

“No, I need to have my arm looked at.”

“Your arm? Oh, God!” Madison lurched to her feet to inspect his injury. “Oh my God! You were shot? Gabe, you were shot! This is all my fault.”

She started to babble and tears were falling. Gabe’s mouth twitched with slight amusement, even if it was wrong. He watched her for another moment before trying to calm her down.

“It’s a graze, Maddie.” He pulled her into the curve of his good arm. “I don’t even feel it. Easy, girl.”

“A graze?” She hiccupped. “Are you sure? You need to go to the hospital. Now. Go get it looked at, Gabe. Please, before you bleed to death.”

Gabe laughed, and before he could respond the bell above the shop rang. He gently set her aside and went to greet the half-dozen officers who’d just arrived. Brian came in behind Sarah, Maddie’s lone employee. He watched as the girl rushed to Maddie’s side.

“Oh no! What happened? Madison? Are you okay?”

Thankfully she had a friend to talk to now. Maddie still looked pretty shaken.

Gabe turned back to the officers and began to fill them in on the situation. Once done he turned to glance at Madison who still spoke with Sarah.

“She was lucky she wasn’t shot,” Brian said, shaking his head.

“Yeah, she ran out alone ahead of me. I told her not to. The woman doesn’t seem to get how bad this situation is.” He jerked a hand through his hair. “This is getting way too dangerous for her. Look, I need to get my arm checked out, and I want to have a talk with the sergeant. I’m going to head out. Brian, stay alert and keep her—them—safe.”

“Of course,” the younger man said, his hand covering the gun at his side. “Nothing’s going to happen.”

“Damn right,” Gabe muttered and walked out the door. “I’m going to see to it.”

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snippetsaturday-300x87 Welcome to another Snippet Saturday! Today’s theme is ‘Holiday’. To which I’m interpreting as ‘vacation’. Check out my excerpt, and then click on the links below to read others!

Tourist AttractionMelanie goes to Hawaii with two major goals. To get a tan, and to have a fling.
Then things take a twist–or at least her ankle does–and she finds herself in the care of a sexy doctor. One who’s more than willing to show her his bedside manner.

When she realizes her feelings for Brian go way beyond the boundaries of a fling, Melanie panics and flees.

But Brian isn’t finished with her just yet, and just how far will he go to get his sexy little tourist back?

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Melanie Kemble took a sip of her Daiquiri and watched the
Hawaiian sunset. The dramatic swirls of orange and purple clouds
hypnotized her. Even after the sun melted into the water and the sky
began filling with stars, the heat barely dissipated.

This was paradise. No doubt about it. Almost every item had been
scratched off her To Do List. Parasailing, snorkeling, a helicopter tour, and
ingesting enough alcohol to maintain a decent buzz throughout the entire

There was just one item left. The one with a big honking question
mark by it. A symbol in itself an admission that she wasn’t sure she had
the nerve to go through with it.

“Mel, you kinky broad!” a voice rang out, followed by a high‐
pitched giggle. “What the hell are you doing out here alone?”

Melanie tossed back the rest of her drink before turning to face her
friend. Unlike her, Piper had absolutely no problem completing that last
item. It showed in the glow in her face—not to mention the sexy Greek
arm candy.

“You remember Nikolos, right?”  Piper clutched the bulky arm of
the man next to her.

“Mmm hmm.” Melanie glanced over the couple. God, they were
disgustingly perfect. Piper was tall, blonde, and gorgeous. Nikolos was
taller, dark and just as pretty.

Piper leaned forward, and in a bad attempt at a stage whisper
asked, “You find someone to have sex with yet?”

Melanie’s cheeks warmed. “Yeah, about that. I don’t know if I

“Excuse me?” Piper’s eyebrows shot up, and then she turned to
Nikolos. “Baby, will you please get me another piña colada?”

He nodded and gave her an intimate smile. “Of course.”
After the sexy Greek had left them alone, Piper spun back to face
her. “We had a deal.”

“I know.” Melanie groaned and crossed her arms across her chest.
She should’ve known it would come to this. “And I’ve been thinking
about it, and well, I just don’t know if—”

“No,” Piper interrupted. “No, no and no. We booked this vacation
with two intentions. One: to have fun and get a great tan. Two: we each
have a fabulous fling that we remember when we’re old, shriveled, and
surviving on hormone pills.”

“I know,” Melanie conceded. Piper had every right to be mad.
They’d made a pact. A pact she was trying to weasel out of. “I just haven’t
seen anyone worth flinging with.”

“Hello there, beautiful.”

Melanie turned to appraise the beefy blond surfer who’d come up
to hit on her. He was pretty cute, but probably more bronze than brains.

“Not interested, thanks.”

After he’d wandered off, Piper shook her head. “You’re too picky.
He had a great ass.”

“I saw that, but I’m looking for more than a great ass.”

“For a fling? Why?”

Good Question. Melanie shrugged. When they’d made the pact, it
had sounded so exciting and spontaneous. But now that she was here and
actually contemplating the idea of throwing herself into bed with some

“We have two days left, Melanie. Two days for you to find some yummy
guy to hook up with.”

Melanie nodded, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth. What
should she do? Just say screw it? That guy a minute ago would have been
perfect to have a fling with. Hell, he’d been a walking sex symbol. Her
gaze drifted back to the surfer who was now walking down the beach
away from the resort.

“You’re going to back out on me.” Piper sighed. “I should have
known. You’re way too straight‐laced for this.”

“I’m not straight‐laced,” Melanie protested. Who was she trying to
convince, though, Piper or herself?

Tons of people had flings. There was no reason she shouldn’t do it
too. Just as long as she took precautions and made sure it stayed purely
sexual. Would it be so bad to let her hair down and have some fun?

“Go after the surfer, Mel. Come on, you’ve got to admit he was

“He was a little hot.” Piper was right. She needed to loosen up. This
wasn’t about finding a soul mate; this was about having some good
vacation sex. “Okay. I’ll do it. I need to lose my born again virginity

“Mel’s gonna get some,” Piper sang, and then squeezed her hand.

“Hurry, before he’s gone.”

Piper’s excitement for her made Melanie’s enthusiasm kick up a
notch. “All right, here I go. Wait!” Melanie hesitated. “What if he says

“To a cute, busty, redhead? Shut up and get going.”

“You’re just saying that so I’ll go have sex. But its okay, I expect no
less from you.” Melanie grinned. “Wish me luck.”

“Good luck. I’ll stay with Nikolos tonight. You can have the room.”

Melanie barely heard her. She was too busy running. Shit! She was
actually doing it. Her blood pumped through her veins with the
adrenaline rush.

“Hey,” she shouted, trying to catch up with the surfer.

She emerged from the palm trees onto the sandy beach and tried to
pick up her pace, but her feet kept sinking and slipping in the sand.

“Hey!” she yelled again, gaining on him.

He started to turn around. Bingo. He’s mine. Her heel twisted in the
sand and she yelped, flailed her arms, and fell flat on her face.

Of course. Of course I would fall. And why wouldn’t I?

When she looked up, the surfer had turned and walked away.

How embarrassing. What the hell had she been doing? Chasing
after a surfer to convince him to have sex with her? This was a whole new
low for her.

Screw the pact with Piper. The whole idea had been ridiculous
anyway. She wasn’t that desperate for sex.

“Are you okay?”

Oh God, someone had actually witnessed her tumble to the
ground? Melanie looked up.

“I’m…” she trailed off, dazed by the man who knelt beside her. He
was… “Fine.”

Visually, he was male perfection. His shoulders were broad, and a
well‐defined six‐pack rippled his abdomen. Lowering her gaze further she
observed the muscular legs under the black board shorts.

He must have been out for a jog, because a slight sheen of sweat
shone on his mocha‐colored skin and his breathing was slightly labored.
He looked like a local.

“That was quite a fall,” he said. “Next time you go running on the
beach, you might consider taking off your heels.”

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First, drop on by Naughty and Spice where Amy Ruttan is blogging and giving away a book!

I had a great time at the Emerald City Writers’ Conference last weekend! Great workshops, speakers, friends! Had a chance to meet my wonderful editor from Kensington Peter Senftleben. He was just as cool in person as on the phone/email. I think he charmed over the conference attendees. He also hinted my cover for Need Me is pretty great. YAY!


I also did a workshop (which I think went great!) with both him and Gina Robinson, another of his authors. From left to right: Me, Peter, Gina

I also had the chance to meet several other editors and agents. Including some extra time when the board took some out to dinner Saturday night (here’s a pic!) Hmm I could try and describe who everyone is and where they’re sitting, but that might get confusing. So just know that somewhere at that table is the entire GSRWA board, conference chair/asst. chair, and the following agents: Elaine Spencer, Steven Axelrod (well okay, he’s the only guy, so I think you can guess that one!), and Alexandra Machinist. And one editor: Wanda Ottewel. And our guest speaker: Claire Delacroix.

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And of course singing karaoke with a bunch of romance writers was a blast. Who wouldn’t want to get down to Bohemian Rhapsody?


And finally, thought I’d share a great review I just got *bounce!* for my book Luck be Delanie. Thank you to Silver Winters at Paranormal Romance for such a lovely review! The book is not a paranormal, but I’m still thrilled to have been reviewed!

“Shelli Stevens pens a sizzling short story that makes for a good lunch hour or two read. Hard to put down and too hot for the office, so be warned.” Paranormal Romance Reviews


Long ago, Delanie made one gigantic mistake. Or committed one small felony, depending on how you look at it. Stealing a coin from a sexy stranger was just a prank to help a sorority sister get revenge. The sleeping with him part was totally unplanned. Yet she holds the memory of that one intense, passionate connection close to her heart—like the coin she still wears around her neck.

Six years later, she’s invited to a beautiful resort in the San Juan Islands to not only accept a donation for an abused women’s shelter, but to consider a job opportunity as well.

Instead, she finds herself face-to-face with her past.

Grant has always suspected Delanie stole his rare, lucky coin. He just never knew why—or why she disappeared the morning after their hot night together. After spending years looking for her, he’s lured her right where he wants her. He’ll have his answers, come hell or high water.

And, if things go his way, he’ll have Delanie, too.

Available at Samhain Publishing.

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Welcome to another Snippet Saturday! Today’s theme is ‘Character in Danger’. Check out my excerpt, and then click on the links below to read others!

This Spells Trouble
Arianna’s a holistic witch who tries to stay out of trouble. But trouble finds her when the Hell’s Ball she’s attending lives up to its name. She meets a cocky vampire who’s creating havoc on her hormones.  But he’s also her only hope at getting through the night alive.

Jake’s a casino investigator, working undercover as a bartender on Halloween night. When a sexy, green-eyed witch becomes the targeted victim for a sacrifice ritual, he’ll go to any lengths to save her. Especially when he realizes she may be more to him than just another casual lover.

* * *
“Tell me your name.”

Arianna opened her eyes and swallowed hard, watching the
approach of a thin vampire with white hair. He oozed control and
confidence. He was the leader of this rogue group, she would bet her life on it.

Bet her life. She pushed back the hysterical laughter that threatened. Stay calm, Ari.

When was the last time she’d used her magic for something other
than harmless little spells?

“My name is Arianna.” She let her purse fall from her hand to the
ground, hoping it looked like she’d dropped it in fear.

As inconspicuously as possible, she pressed her fingertips together
and then closed her eyes. Fire ball of heat and light; keep me safe this Halloween night.

“Praying will not help you, Arianna,” the man murmured.

Heat surged between her fingertips, and she opened her eyes. The
leader’s gaze was almost bored as he watched her, unlike his followers whose eyes were glowing as they literally salivated.

“I wonder if she tastes as good as she looks,” the largest one of
them spoke, licking his lips. “I’m going to eat you nice and slow, baby. And then? I’m going to eat you. You’ll enjoy the first one,
I promise.”

Her stomach rolled with revulsion; bile clawed at her throat. She
wouldn’t go down without a fight.

“I don’t think so.”

Lifting her hand, she pitched the ball of fire into the group of men.

“She’s a fucking witch,” the leader roared. “Get her!”

Arianna spun and took off back down the alley. Let the door be
unlocked, please. Unfortunately the fireball wasn’t enough to
burn them to ashes—but, it would slow them down a little.

She picked up the pace, pumping her arms to try and reach the
door. But she could only go so fast in stilettos. Air rushed up her back again, and she cried out in terror.

The vampire landed on top of her, ripping the butterfly wings from
her costume as he tackled her to the ground. Her knee caught on the pavement, but she barely felt the pain as the skin ripped open.

She struggled under the weight of the vampire, trying to free
herself as he flipped her over onto her back. More of them caught up with them, pulling at her arms and legs and holding her down on the pavement.

It was her vision, exactly as she’d seen it when she’d first entered
the alley. And although she hadn’t seen the outcome, she could easily guess.

Would they kill her quickly? Or would they take their time with
her? She jerked against their hands, trying to free herself again. But she could barely move with her body spread‐eagle and held down by different vampires.

“You fucking, cunt.” The largest vampire, the one who’d tackled
her, reached out and grabbed her breast, squeezing it until she cried out in pain. “You like that bitch? Because this is just the beginning.”


Arianna’s stomach dropped as she watched the leader raise his
hand and knelt down beside her.

“So you’re a witch, little one?”

She ground her teeth together. Why even bother answering? Was he going to join in this rape and murder? Or just watch? He lacked the lust in his gaze that the other vampires had.

“I was not prepared for you to be a witch.” He stroked his chin and
ran an appraising glance over her. “I wonder how this will affect things? I presume it can only help.”

Affect things? What was she to them? Arianna struggled again.

“Please, you don’t want to do this.”

“No. I don’t want to.” He smiled without humor. “But my friends
do. Have at it, boys.”

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Welcome to another Snippet Saturday! Today’s theme is ‘Dialog’. Check out my excerpt from my book Ain’t Misbehavin’, and then click on the links below to read others!

Ain't Misbehaving On a pre-wedding vacation to Europe with her friend, Lena learns her fiancé is cheating on her. Deciding she needs to have some fun herself, she indulges in the sexy New Yorker who’s been trying to get into her pants. But will she lose her heart in the process?

Business brings Tyler to Amsterdam, but a petite bombshell on vacation is what convinces him to stay. Each day brings them closer, and he begins to think she could be the one to curb his bachelor ways. Until he realizes that he’s just the pawn in a game of revenge.

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Lena let out a breath from between her teeth as Stephanie walked
away. Fantastic. As if walking around Amsterdam didn’t have enough temptation to offer, she’d be strolling along with Mr. Sex on a Stick.

“You look cute.” Tyler gave her a quick look.

“Thanks.” Lena gave an inward cringe.

Always the cute one. Why couldn’t she be the damn that chick is hot girl? She made a little groan. Did it matter at any rate? You are engaged, Lena. Try to remember that tiny little, massively significant fact!

“You weren’t thrilled about meeting up for breakfast this morning,
were you?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she lied. “I’m all right with it. We
all gotta eat somewhere.”

“You just seem like you’re a little…uncomfortable around me.” He
guided them toward the river.

“I’m not…it’s not….” Lena’s cheeks grew hotter from his
confrontation, and she cleared her throat. Damn, he was doing it again.

“That’s ridiculous. Why would I feel that way?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you’re not used to people hitting on you?”

Her head swiveled toward him in surprise. He may have a point,
but she had to intention of acknowledging it. “Or maybe I’m not used to people being so vulgar about it.”

Tyler laughed. “Vulgar? Oh, sweetheart, if you think that’s vulgar,
you ought to see—”

“I’d rather not,” she interrupted. “And please, lose the sweetheart
part. It makes you sound like a redneck or something.”

“Right. But I have to warn you, I go by Billy‐Bob back home,” he
drawled with a poor attempt at a southern accent. He smiled when she gave a reluctant laugh. “In any case, I’m glad we get to be alone.”

She made to follow him as he crossed the street toward the bridge.

“Oh really? Why is that?”

“Because I never got to kiss you last night.”

Before she realized what his intention, he’d grabbed her around the waist and had dragged her body against his.

“Wait!” She slammed her hands against his shoulders in panic. “It’s not that I don’t want you to kiss me, because I do. Okay? I confess. It’s just that there’s things you don’t know, things that make this whole situation—”

“Do you ever stop talking?” His mouth came down on hers, and
she gasped, bringing her hands down to push him away. The moment her palms touched his chest, she reconsidered. Damn. Talk about hard.

Her resistance melted on a soft sigh, and she gave herself over to
his kiss. A light kiss, teasing and as addictive as any drug Amsterdam had to offer.

Tyler gave a murmur of approval as she wound her arms around
his neck and pressed herself closer to him.

His hand buried into her hair, and he deepened the kiss. Lena
moaned and opened her mouth to let his tongue take control of hers.

Obviously more than willing, he tightened his grip around her waist and let his other hand reach down to stroke her neck with his strong fingers.

When he let her go, she couldn’t catch her breath. She stared at him with wide eyes and touched her fingers to her lips. “You kiss like the men in the movies.”

Tyler gave her a small smile and ran his glance over her again. “I
don’t think you should fly home tonight. We could have a great time in Amsterdam together.”

“Fly home…” The blood drained from her head. “Oh, my God. I’m
flying home tonight. Jeez.” She winced as the sharp slice of guilt cut through her. “What am I doing? What am I doing? Don’t kiss me, okay? We can’t do that again.”

“Okay. What just happened?” His glance turned wary. “Did I miss
something? Unless I’m mistaken, that kiss had you as turned on as it did me.”

“Turned on…right.” She sighed and bit her lip. “Don’t get me
wrong, Tyler. I liked that kiss. I liked it a lot, but I can’t do it again.”

“I’ve always felt self‐deprivation to be a complete shame. But what
ever makes you tick, lady.” His stiff shrug revealed some of his irritation as they resumed walking again.

Another twinge of guilt made its way down her spine. She couldn’t really blame him. She had become that irritating yes I mean no girl.

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