Thursday, November 12, 2015

Twelve Days of Sales--COMING DECEMBER 1-12

Making the holidays romantic and sexy are New York Times bestselling author Jayne Rylon, New York Times bestselling author Izzy Szyn, bestselling author Jodi Redford, and the awesome Roxy Mews.
Jayne Rylon (Report For Booty)
Izzy Szyn (Fang-Filled Weekend)
Jodi Redford (Double Dare)
Amazon only
Roxy Mews (When the Lights Go Out)
Amazon only

Making the holidays heartwarming are USA Today bestselling author Edie Ramer, USA Today bestselling author Dale Mayer, and Amazon bestselling author Leigh Morgan.
Edie Ramer (Christmas at Angel Lake)
Dale Mayer (Skin)
Amazon only
Leigh Morgan (Second Chances)
Making the holidays fun are bestselling author Zoe Dawson, me, and the always-hilarious SL Carpenter.
Zoe Dawson (Hounded)
Mary Hughes (Beauty Bites)
SL Carpenter (SL Carpenter's Big Book of Lust)
Amazon only
Making the holidays magical are international bestselling author Michelle Diener, and the wonderful Elle J Rossi and S.C. Mitchell.

Michelle Diener (The Golden Apple)
Elle J Rossi (Indigo Dawn)
Amazon only
S.C. Mitchell (There's No Such Thing as Werewolves)
Amazon only

  • Jayne Rylon--winner's choice of any one of Jayne's 99c ebooks
  • Izzy Szyn--winner's choice of any one of: The Anniversary Present, Sexual Chemistry and Sexual Chemistry too
  • Dale Mayer--Skin
  • Edie Ramer--one of: Truth About Love & Murder or Rules of Love & Murder (3 copies of Truth About Love & Murder and 2 copies of Rules of Love & Murder available) (both are stand-alone)
  • Zoe Dawson--Hounded
  • Michelle Diener--one of: Mistress of the Wind or Dark Horse (3 copies of Mistress of the Wind and 2 copies of Dark Horse available)
  • Leigh Morgan--winner's choice of any one of Leigh's backlist
  • Jodi Redford--The Naughty List
  • Roxy Mews--one of: Hart Clan Hybrids 1, 2, 3; DM 1, 2 (1 each of A Love Worth Biting For, Love's a Witch, Three's a Clan, Coral-600, Interlocking Hearts available)
  • Mary Hughes--Biting Holiday Honeymoons
  • SL Carpenter--winner's choice of one of any of SL's 99c ebooks
  • Elle J Rossi--winner's choice of one of: Indigo Dawn, The Luminary, or The Soother.
  • SC Mitchell--Son of Thunder


November 23-30 Free ebook giveaway, $50 Rafflecopter starts.
December 1-3 "You make the holidays a warm family time." (Gift of emotional books.)
     Edie, Dale, Leigh
December 4-7 "You make the holidays romantic." (Gift of sexy-hot books.)
    Roxy, Izzy, Jodi, Jayne
December 8-9 "You make the holidays fun." (Gift of humorous books.)
    S.L., Zoe
December 10-12 "You make the holidays magical." (Gift of PNR/fantasy/scifi books.)
    Michelle, Elle, S.C.

His brother, her sister...

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Beauty Bites Warning: Contains a doctor with a bod for sin, an ad exec with a chip on his shoulder, sarcasm, sex, and a cabin full of annoying friends. Secrets are revealed. One heart-stopping, horrific moment leads to the ultimate of happily-ever-afters.


 Biting Me Softly Warning: contains explicit vampire sex involving absurdly large male equipment (hey, they're monsters), unbelievable stamina (just how long can he stay underwater in a hot tub?), hide-your-eyes violence and horrendously bad puns. And, just when you think it can't get any worse, a computer geekette trying to play Mata Hari.



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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

You work hard during the holidays...

photo credit: Thanksgiving via photopin (license)
photo credit: Thanksgiving via photopin (license)
If you're like me, this is an insanely busy season. Those hams and turkeys don't baste themselves. The gifts don't magically wrap each other, and it is a sad truth that the Decorator Elves exist only in fairy tales.

You do all that. You work hard during the holidays, making November and December a magical, romantic, fun, and warm family time.

But who makes the holidays magical for you?

We'd like to help. Starting the end of November, a dozen authors are banding together to give away 60 ebooks. Then from December 1-12 we're hosting a bash with 12 Days of 99c Ebooks--with a grand prize $50 Amazon/BN egift cerificate! Treat yourself right this holidays.

Making the holidays romantic and sexy are New York Times bestselling author Jayne Rylon, New York Times bestselling author Izzy Szyn, bestselling author Jodi Redford, and the awesome Roxy Mews.

Making the holidays heartwarming are USA Today bestselling author Edie Ramer, USA Today bestselling author Dale Mayer, and Amazon bestselling author Leigh Morgan.

Making the holidays magical are international bestselling author Michelle Diener, and the wonderful Elle J Rossi and S.C. Mitchell.

Making the holidays fun are bestselling author Zoe Dawson, me, and the always-hilarious SL Carpenter.

Hope you'll join us for your gift of a little extra warmth and sparkle this holiday!

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Biting Love/Passion Bites Celebration coming...December 1-11

I've got a whole lot of fun planned around the release of Passion Bites. And BIG NEWS about a sale at the same time, which I'll tell you more about as soon as I can.

Who likes 99c ebooks? I'm inviting many authors to share their 99c ebooks, to augment the

That may have something to do with the BIG SALE going on Dec 1-11 ;)

I'm also excited to let you know I've made arrangements with my friend Elle J Rossi of EJR Digital to create banners for the celebration. She's done excellent work for mutual friend Edie Ramer.

Friday, August 7, 2015

Passion Bites coming DECEMBER 8

Date update! Release has been moved up for Passion Bites (Biting Love Book 9) to December 8! If you're buying holiday gifts, why not indulge yourself a little too? :)

More info as it comes.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Passion Bites and MORE coming in December

Passion Bites, Luke and Alexis's story, is coming December 29. I'm so excited for this one. But I'm thrilled to be planning a bunch of fun events around this holiday-time release.

More information soon!

Monday, June 1, 2015

Little Blue Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf

I was asked to write my own little fable as part of the 2015 Fantastic Fables at Dark Faerie Tales, and I was really tickled with the results. Here's the story again, featuring Noah and Sophia from Heart Mates.

Once upon a time, witch princess Sophia Blue skipped along a path through the big forest, her heavenly blue cloak floating like a cape. She carried a basket of goodies to her little old grandma who lived in a cottage deep in the woods.

Well, not quite. At twenty-six, Sophia didn’t skip so much as powerwalk. And her cloak was really a banker-chic navy pantsuit. And her little old relative was her Aunt Linda, herself a witch.

But those are simply details, interchangeable scarves and belts on the little black dress of our Fantastic Fable.

As Sophia powerwalked along the wooded path, she swung her basket, thinking of how her dear aunt would enjoy the gooey chocolate chip cookies inside, baked fresh that morning—in the bank where Sophia worked. As penance for a terrible mistake, Sophia had given up her magic and embraced the life of a mundane.

So Sophia didn’t see the dark shape filtering between trees, following her.

*     *     *

Alpha wolf shifter Noah glided after the beguiling female, following her exotic scent like a dog on the trail of kibbles. Or rather, as an alpha wolf scenting a possible mate. He didn’t know who the female was, but as he ran to get ahead of her, he was stunned motionless by the most amazing eyes. Star-shot blue, like the moon sparkling on a warm sea dazzled him over a strong nose, pure skin, kissable lips…she’d passed him again.

The woman lifted the basket and did a little spin. “I just know Aunt Linda will love these cookies.”
Noah had heard of Linda Blue—she was a witch. He didn’t trust witches. Witches had killed his mother and nearly killed him. But he was desperate to meet the beguiling young woman, so he shifted to wolf, an alpha’s easy morph with his clothes shifting inside with his human, and ran ahead to Blue’s little cottage in the woods.

Nestled deep in the forest was a snug bungalow. At the round little door, Noah shifted back and raised his hand to knock.

The door flung open in his face. A kindly apple-cheeked woman peered up at him. Blue eyes opened wide and the little old woman gasped.

Scared? Noah winced. His big black wolf must still be bleeding through his human form. He’d never scare a woman, so he scrunched his eyes in concentration, willing the powerful beast to fade…

“Oh, aren’t you a good-looking wolf?”

His eyes flew open.

Linda Blue wasn’t scared. She was grinning in delight.

A plump, beringed hand grabbed his arm. “Well, what are you waiting for. Come in, come in.”

She yanked him inside—by tooth and claw, the woman was strong—continuing to natter. “You’re the new alpha, aren’t you? Unmated to boot! And guess who’s coming here? My little niece Sophia, a princess and unmarried too. You should go on a date!”

“Ms. Blue, I’m not here for a blind date—although I do want to meet your niece.”

“Oh, yes of course. We can do that” She smiled cherubically as she dragged him into a smaller room. “Just climb into bed.”

What?” He blinked from a raised old-fashioned four-poster back to Blue.

The little old witch’s cheeks pinked and she finally let go. “Well, how else can nature take its course?”

“Ms. Blue, that’s totally inappropriate.” He scrubbed a hand through his hair.

“Not if a mommy and a daddy love each other very much—”

“Ms. Blue!”

“Hmm.” She tapped a plump finger against her lips, costume jewelry clacking. “You’ll apparently need a bit of ‘convincing’. Okay. One for the money, two for the show.”

“Aunt Linda?” Sophia called through the cottage front door in her lovely alto. “I have cookies!”

Noah closed his eyes and a smile drifted onto his lips. He could listen to that voice forever…

“Three to get ready—”

So he didn’t see the witch’s wind up, and only felt her wallop him with a spell. “And four to go!”
Magic hit him like a blast of electricity, shocking him numb, then burrowing into every cell in his body. “What was that…?”

Something fluttered against his bare feet. His eyes snapped open, and he glanced down.

He was wearing a sack-like ruffled nightgown. His hand rose to his head…an equally ruffled dust cap was on his head.

Damn witches. Never trust a witch.

“Oops.” Linda tittered. “That wasn’t quite the spell I meant, but it’ll do. You’d better get under the covers.” She hooked a foot behind his knee and shoved him until he stumbled and fell onto the bed.
She shooped underneath.

“Auntie, where are you?” The beautiful Sophia came into the bedroom. Seeing Noah, her star-shot eyes widened.

They really are the most beguiling blue…

“Aunt Linda? Um, what big ears you have.”

“Huh?” was all Noah could think to say. His voice came out half growl, and he saw for the first time that the hands atop the nightgown were covered in a large amount of black hair.

By his fangs and claws. He was partially shifted.

A fist punched him from under the mattress.

“Um, all the better to hear you with?” He gazed at Sophia’s lovely skin and lips…he felt a stupid grin float onto his face.

She startled. Swallowed hard. “What big teeth you have.”

He snapped his snout shut. Damn, what part of half-shifted had he forgotten?

Another poke of the mattress made him growl. Enough was enough, accident prone spell caster or no. He rolled over the edge of the bed and snarled under it, “I am not saying ‘All the better to eat you with.’ That’s just spouting a line from a bad porno. Change me back.”

“I can’t.” In the dark under the bed, Blue twiddled her fingers and grinned innocently.

“Fine. I’ll have to do it the natural way.” He leaped to his hairy feet and tried to shift. He was an alpha and normally could do it almost instantly, but the spell had screwed something up. He couldn’t shift human so he tried wolf. He closed his eyes and rearranged, his black hair running down his body like rapidly laying overlapping roof shingles, his limbs flowing forward and down, his face extending, ears sliding up.

In less time than it took to think it, a huge black wolf stood in his place.

Sophia gasped, eyes wide in both fear and wonder.

He’d never scare a woman, much less one who might be his mate. He clamped eyes and practically forced his cells to shift human.

Again the spell interfered. Normally his clothes shifted out with his human form.

This time, when he opened his eyes, he’d shifted back naked.

Sophia’s jaw dropped. Then she swallowed hard and licked her luscious lips. “You’re…quite muscled.”

Shifters weren’t body conscious and he preened. “Thanks. You’re quite beautiful.”

“Oh. Um, thanks.”

“I’d like to get to know you better.”

“So would I.” She set the cookies down by the bed. A plump, beringed hand snaked out and snared them. “But you have to get dressed.”

“I can do that.”

After he dressed, they walked out, hand in hand, Linda beaming behind them.

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End

Monday, March 30, 2015

Serendipity Bites excerpt--a non-piratical R

Serendipity Bites
Part of the April Fools For Love collection
Biting Love Short Bites, Book 4

Best April Fools joke ever—falling in love.
Coming soon to more vendors!

Serendipity “Sera” Braun wears glasses and a bun to teach during the day, but at night, she adds a breast-plumping vest and dirndl for her job hoisting beer steins at Nieman’s. The big, leather-vest-and-earringed Viking bouncer? He’s bedsheets waiting to get sweaty, but all he does is scowl at her. She’s trying to keep her geriatric stripper of a granny from breaking a hip, but it’s hard when she keeps getting distracted by that sexy, smoky baritone.

Thorvald Thorsson is bitingly lonely—every vampire around him is mating. But his ex-fiancĂ©e rejected him as a killjoy (her exact words were he ate rules and s*** misery), so it’s high time Fun Thor comes out to play. No way he’d pair up with the cute but too-serious little schoolmarm who waits tables at the bar.

Sera bridles the wicked, delicious things she’d like to do with the muscular Viking, suppressing herself until she’s a volcano about to blow. Then they are thrown together in a prank war, and all his potent masculinity is focused on her. He makes her burn to let loose, but how can she and still be responsible for Granny and set a good example?

Warning: A terribly lonely vampire, a conflicted schoolmarm with a caged wild side, nosy roommates and the female version of a bromance, not to mention scorching sex, swearing with the **** filled in, a whole town full of busybodies—and the best April Fools joke ever.

This story contains material intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion advised.

Biting Serendipity
© 2015 Mary Hughes
Enjoy the following excerpt for Biting Serendipity:

My boss Camille leaned against the open door of the women’s restroom, tapping one impatient foot.
We hustled into the narrow, tiled room smelling of pine disinfectant and lime-and-coconut foaming soap.
Shutting the door, she came right to the point. “Our motto is Sexy And Fun. In the spirit of Fun, I’ve entered Nieman’s into the annual citywide April Fools’ Day competition.”
“That’s nice,” Thor said in a tone of voice that I’d use for snaking hair-clogged drains.
“Nice,” I echoed feebly.
April First in Meiers Corners was like New Years Eve in the rest of the world. Tons of people went out, did things they’d never do the rest of the year, and made utter asses out of themselves. The more sober townsfolk cringed at the antics and stayed home. But enough pranksters would be out, trying to get their video into the haloed winner’s circle, that I’d planned to call in sick to work and lock myself in my bedroom with a good book until it was all over.
 “I’m so glad you think it’s nice, because I’ve entered the you two.” She jabbed an index finger at me and Thor.
That finger could have been an icicle, jabbing me in the gut. “No. No way. That competition is for the most outrageous prankster. That’s not me.” Me, outrageous? These days, I colored so much within the lines, I felt weird smudging my eyeliner.
“Not me, either.” Thor flashed palms like stop signs. “Camille, I tried before and…let’s just say it didn’t work out.” Somehow, he made “Didn’t-work-out” sound like “Ti-tan-ic”.
The finger came out again, jab-jab. “Look, Not-Me and Not-Me-Either. I hired extra help to grow my customer base. The winning prank gets played at the award ceremony and covered in the paper—basically, free citywide advertising. So we win, we grow. We don’t win, we don’t grow, and I don’t need help. Capiche?
“But why us?” I exchanged another baffled glance with Thor, getting the same combination of zing and reassurance.
“Because you both need to loosen up and show more Sexy And Fun. Besides, no one else is available. Consider this incentive to prove to me that you have the right va-voom to be at Nieman’s. Win the April Fools’ Day competition—or you’re fired.”
My insides iced.
Camille sailed out, leaving Thor and me riveted in place, staring after her, shocked like we’d just had cattle prod enemas.
This was a disaster. Me, play a joke? And not just any trick, but a winning prank in a city of master pranksters?
Thor groaned. “It’s March twenty-ninth. How does she expect me to come up with a gag in three days?”
“We don’t stand a chance.” Now I groaned too. Maybe I could’ve done it when I was a kid, but, like Scrooge visited by the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come, I’d had a change of heart—although in my case, I’d been visited by the Kangaroo of Karma. Monkeyshines were no longer part of my life.
“We?” Thor said.
Slowly, he and I turned to face each other. I use the phrase “face each other” loosely. With me in my barmaid flats and him in his boots, he stood nearly a foot above me.
But his expression…it wasn’t the usual faint disapproval, but a stunned disbelief—strangely tinged with what almost looked like yearning.
He actually wanted to do this?
Then he gave a sharp shake of the head. “Ridiculous. She couldn’t have designed worse partners.”
That stung. “Hey.”
“I didn’t mean…” His mouth tightened.
I jumped in before he could pound in yet again what a killjoy I was for a little old lady just trying to have some fun. “My mistake. No we about it. Camille only said we had to do this, she didn’t say we had to work together.” My chin jutted.
“Don’t.” Thor growled, low in his throat. “We can work together. All I meant was neither one of us is into pranks.”
“Right.” I heard killjoy.
“Look, I’m just saying I’ve entered this contest before, and I didn’t stand a chance even when I had a fun partner.”
“A fun partner?” What was I, chopped obligation?
“All I mean is that it takes a sort of daredevil mentality to win. It’s not like either of us has a single adventurous bone in our bodies.”
“Keep talking.” The night had turned sour. “Reinforces just how much you don’t want to work with me.”
He looked away. “I want to work with you.”
His mouth said yes but every other stunning body part underlined no.
“Right. And all the sniping we do has nothing to do with our mutual dislike.”
I knew it was a mistake the moment it left my lips.
His gaze swung back. “Mutual dislike?” His eyes were like arctic storms. Angry?
Or hurt?
“You know what I mean. You’re always on my case about Granny.”
“Just because I don’t agree with how you treat Ms. Butt doesn’t mean…fuck. Doesn’t matter. Camille ordered us to do this, so we do this.” He jerked one shoulder in a shrug.
The sleeveless T-shirt and leather vest meant what shrugged was bronzed, naked skin, muscles jerking, especially luscious triple-scoop deltoids that I wanted to lick.
Wanted to lick so bad, to keep myself from doing it, I had to run my tongue over my suddenly throbbing lips instead.
His gaze dropped to my mouth and darkened, stormy this time like a steamy tropical squall. “What are you doing?”
“M-me?” Nerves prompted me to lick again. “Just…nothing.”
He leaned closer, his hair swaying forward to frame his chiseled, handsome face. “Nothing?” His pupils dilated to pools of black.
My heart shot into overdrive. Air seemed to have left the small room; contrarily, what there was of it smelled, not of lime and coconut, but leather and male.
Searching my gaze, he reached out and gently cupped my chin. His fingers, warm and slightly rough on my skin, thrilled me down to my toes. His face was so near mine now I could feel the heat of his breath on my skin.
He’s going to kiss me.
My lips parted on quickened breaths. My desire must have shone in my eyes because the saucers of his pupils lit with a red flame. Blood pounded in my ears.
The vampire was staring at me.
Insanely, that turned me on. I tightened toes in my ballerina flats and lifted toward him.
The moment crystallized between us. His red gaze was tethered to mine, the hand that so gently held my face was crowned by a hint of talon, and when his lips parted, fang tips were revealed.
Vampire, human. I was prey. Yet I was also something precious. My lids slid shut in anticipation.
His mouth captured mine.