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Saturday, 9 March 2013

SERVICED: 500 Likes Giveaway

I'm sure you've probably seen it already, but just in case you haven't, we - as in all of the Serviced authors along with the publisher - have each chipped in with a copy of Serviced: Volume 1 for a giveaway to celebrate its release, and the launch of our dedicated book page on Facebook.

By setting up a dedicated page, you can now engage with us all in one central place, as well as read the reviews that come in, and find out about any special promotions.

Entry couldn't be simpler, and you can even do it from the page itself, by clicking on the blue Giveaway box. All you have to do to enter is 'like' the Serviced page. That's it. No clicking here, there, and everywhere. No tweeting. No commenting. No trick questions.If you want to boost your chances of winning, you could also like our indivdual pages as well, and gain bonus entries, but it is entirely optional. If you already like any of the pages listed, it still counts, just click to say you like the page already and get your free entries. Win Win!

On behalf on myself and the other authors, we would love to see you over there.

If you'd like to enter the giveaway right now, here is the entry form (or if you are on a PC, it is directly above this post)...

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The giveaway will roll on until the page exceeds 500 fans, which will then trigger the 'final call' and the giveaway will close within twenty-four hours. Prize winners will be contacted via Facebook within 48 hours of the giveaway ending, as well as announced on the Giveaway tab and Rafflecopter.

If you want the book in your hands sooner, get sharing. Tell your friends. Tweet about it. The more you share, the earlier the giveaway may close.

GOOD LUCK!

Serviced: Volume 1

REVIEWS...

"Each and every story was hot, sexy, fun and flirty! For those ladies out there looking for a hotter than hot read this one is it, the sex scenes of all books were remarkable and guaranteed to get your heart racing and palms sweating, not to mention the drop-your-pants and give me some soldiers! I highly recommend this read for lovers of short but powerful romances reads with hot, racy and sexy love scenes. After reading this one you will want to go out and get serviced by your very own uniformed hero!" 5/5 STARS - Romance Book Haven

"For One Night Only is simply perfect. A sassy novella with a high heat level, and characters we love... [it] is truly lovely; an erotica romance with a lot of depth. I strongly recommend it!" 5 STARS, Carmen Falcone, author of A Vengeful Affair and soon to be released Heating Up Hawaii

Sunday, 3 March 2013

SERVICED: Over a Dead Body by Leona Bushman



Following the release of Serviced on March 1st, I am running a daily spotlight for each of the stories featured in this hot new military-themed anthology from Breathless Press...


OVER A DEAD BODY 
BY LEONA J BUSHMAN


Riker thought he'd be meeting a friend and instead found him dead. When NCIS is called in, Riker's ex is there, looking as hot as ever. Even though the sight of her forced him to realize how much he missed her and wanted her, meeting her over a dead body with blood on his hands made it unlikely he'd get what he wanted—Edie.
Edie loved her job as a lead NCIS investigator, but why did it have to be Riker who found this murdered person? Riker had left her a few weeks before marriage, spouting logic and distance. Her heart remained cold, but her body steamed when he touched her. 
Could she clear his name and forgive him or would the killers get to him first?

Excerpt...


It didn't take much longer. Grady led her back to where the MA waited, but her height garnered her a clear view over the barely-past-regulation-height seaman. Her eyes never stopped moving, noting everything as she walked, he knew. He also knew the very second she recognized him. 

Her lips opened in an "O" before she clamped them together in a thin line. The flare of heat in her eyes quickly turned to frost as their eyes met. His own body flared up under her gaze, then his temper ignited. He didn't deserve her frost. He'd been honest and up-front and done what he thought to be right at the time. Hell if he'd feel guilty for it now. Remorse was bad enough. 

"Agent Lancaster," he said, acknowledging her first as she approached. Tactical advantage to him. 

"Chief Petty Officer Riker," she replied. Was it his imagination, or did she emphasize "officer" when she said his name? She'd made no bones about the way she felt about him turning down officer school when it had been offered to him. At the time, he'd thought to be out in four years. No one had been as surprised as he when he re-enlisted. 

Both stared the other down until the Master at Arms cleared his throat. "I see you know each other," he said. "CPO Riker is the one who discovered the body." 

"Yeah. We've met," he bit out. 

"But we don't really know each other," she added, with just as much snark. 

This time he was sure she emphasized a word. Her green eyes snapped in fury. He couldn't believe it. He'd heard that expression before, but until he stared into her eyes that literally seemed to be alive with her anger he hadn't understood how it looked. Although she'd probably be angry if he mentioned the heightened color in her cheeks brought out her eyes. They turned the same color when they made love. The wayward thought brought a half-smile to his face. 

She always did look good with a little heat on her face. 

***

Edie wished she could slap that half-smile clean off his face and into the nearest brig. "Did you touch the body?" she asked sharply, to get on safer ground. Whenever in doubt, go the business route. It had become her motto over the last five years and stood her well. 

"Yes." 

She narrowed her eyes at him. He knew better. "Why?" 

"I wanted to check if he was hurt. We had an appointment to meet here. When I opened the door, it hit the MCPO on the leg and I knelt down. As I pulled him toward me..." He paused. She wondered what images he relived in his mind's eye. "I saw that I couldn't help him and left and asked Seaman Grady to secure the door and not let anyone in. Then I called the Master at Arms." 

A very succinct accounting, and she'd expected no less. Then why did she get the feeling he'd left something out? "And the blood?" she asked, an eyebrow raised. 

"I apparently kneeled in it. I didn't notice the blood on the ground. The carpets are dark, as you'll see when you look at the crime scene." 

She heard the rebuke, but ignored it. "My team is right behind me. I was nearby when the call came in. While we wait for them, you need to have someone get you something to wear. I'll be taking your uniform as evidence." Damn it. She shouldn't be explaining to him. Especially since she hadn't cleared him. Well, her libido had, but that didn't count in an investigation.

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Serviced: Volume 1


ISBN: 978-1-77101-022-1
Heat Rating: 5
Word Count: 65386
Release Date: March 1, 2013

All's fair in love and war, they say. Come find out if it's true in these ten stories where soldiers prove that their skills in the field are only rivaled by their skills in the bedroom.

For One Night Only
by Allie A Burrow

Over A Dead Body
by Leona Bushman

Reds, Whites, and Blues
by Mickey J. Corrigan

Leave Taking
by Angelica Dawson

First Date: The Italian Colonel
by Jesabelle Jones

Major's Minah
by Ravan McAllan

Knock Out
by Natalia Petrovskii

A Chance At Love
by Shelli Rosewarne

Taking Command
by Zara Stoneley

Riding Out the Storm
by Natalia Petrovskii

Monday, 17 December 2012

Countdown to Christmas: 8 more sleeps...

The Captain's Christmas
by Leona Bushman


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$2.49 / £1.67
While on a rescue mission, Faraway must save her ship from pirates before they destroy her Christmas.

Captain Faraway Hastings sets off on what she thinks is a regular rescue mission, even if it did have the bad timing to be on Christmas. Disparate reports from the medical officer and captain of the downed ship cause her to look more closely at the situation.

Ethan Roarke, lieutenant commander and chief medical officer, is frustrated with the time it's taking for help to come. When he learns that his captain has neglected to inform their rescuers of the dire straits his people are in, he's angry and concerned. But worse, his loyalties are now torn between his captain who lied and the one trying to save them.

When Fara and Ethan meet, the attraction is immediate and strong despite the circumstances. Can Fara and Ethan discover the pirates hidden amongst them before they kill everyone on the ship? Or are they doomed to miss out on their chance of a Merry Christmas?

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About the author...


Leona Bushman
Leona Bushman lives in Eastern Washington with her husband and children writing, painting, gardening, running, camping, or just reading or crafting. She also loves to swim but rarely gets a chance to as she's busy chasing after the three of five children still left at home. Sassy and saucy, she can be found writing about her trials and errors as a mom and writer at the following places:

Blog    Website   Facebook

If you want more of her, she's found on Twitter as often as not at @L_Bushman just follow and don't be a spammer. She follows back if you look like a real person. Besides werewolves, she also likes zombies, vampires, dragons, and fairies. You're likely to catch her attention if you talk to her about any of the above. Or sports. She loves sports but rarely gets a chance to indulge that love. So speak up! Disclaimer: Watch out, she bites :D 

Books currently out with Breathless Press:


The Ulfric's Mate: Book 1 in The War of the Weres series
Ravaged Anthology
Rick Sexed Up the Doc (Naughty Nursery Rhyme) 


Excerpt from The Captain's Christmas...



"I assure you, my people can count. And the tally with the last group waiting below is," she pushed some buttons on her wrist unit. "Seven hundred twenty eight men, women, and children. Would you like the breakdown?"

"I'm telling you. I have a complete list of our manifest here, and there are less than six hundred people, sir."

They stared at each other. "Well," she said after a beat of silence. "It seems we have ourselves some stowaways. Possibly—likely—dangerous ones."

"The other ship. I didn't think about it, but there were two main directions that the largest groups came from. That means," he stopped and looked to see if she'd had the same thought.

"That means, Lieutenant Commander Medical Officer Ethan Roarke, that as I'd suspected before landing my first shuttle there, the enemy is amongst us."

"Why would they do that? Why would my captain not tell me or you?"

"You know him better than I, but my take is he's trying to protect us. That, in his opinion, telling us would put us in more danger than not knowing. I happen to disagree. Knowledge is power in my experience."

"And mine," he replied. "It's not like him to withhold this type of information from me. He'd normally want me to be apprised so I can adequately prepare my medical team for the right kind of injuries. Have you asked the first officer?"

"No. I will do so once everyone's on board."

"He's in sickbay from injuries during the walk."

"Thank you for the information. In the meantime, keep your eyes and ears open. It goes without saying that I don't like having an enemy on my ship."

"Any more than I like that my captain may be responsible for allowing it to happen." Somehow, during the last part of their conversation, their voices had become quieter, as if they were afraid of being overheard. He'd placed himself so they were practically touching by the last word. When she said ship, a puff of air had landed on his lips. Their closeness made the tone of his response sound intimate as he dropped his volume in reaction to her closeness.

"I don't like hotheaded medics," she whispered.

"And I don't like pushy, bossy captains," he replied just as softly.

"Then you're going to hate me," she said and kissed him.

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