Riding on Instinct by Jaci Burton

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Big Brutus

We took a trip to West Mineral Kansas this last weekend and saw Big Brutus. The following was taken from the site for Big Brutus. http://www.bigbrutus.org/index.html
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Dedicated To The Mining Heritageof Southeast Kansas
Located at West Mineral, Kansas
Big Brutus put the oooohs and aaahs in the backyard of the Heartlands!!! Miles before you reach this retired giant — you can see it on the horizon south of West Mineral, Kansas. Standing beside it makes one aware of how fragile he or she is.

The statistics give the hard cold picture —
Bucyrus Erie model 1850B
second largest electric shovel in the world
16 stories tall (160 feet)
weight 11 million pounds
boom 150 feet long
dipper capacity 90 cu. yds (by heaping, 150 tons — enough to fill three railroad cars.)
maximum speed .22 MPH
cost $6.5 million (in 1962)

There is more to Big Brutus than cold steel and long shadows falling across the Mined Land Wildlife Area. Big Brutus is not just a symbol of the past, but an eternal tribute to the mining heritage of Southeast Kansas and to miners all across this nation who toiled to support their families.

On July 13, 1985, Big Brutus was dedicated as "a Museum and Memorial Dedicated to the Rich Coal Mining History in Southeast Kansas."

In September 1987 The American Society of Mechanical Engineers (ASME) designated Big Brutus a Regional Historic Mechanical Engineering Landmark, the 10th since 1971 to be so designated.

Big Brutus is a museum open year round. Hours vary with the season. Call (620)827-6177 for more information.
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If you look closely you can see two people in the balcony...that is my son and grandson! In the bottom right of the same picture you'll see a picture of my dautghter-in-law. Definately BIG!






Here is a picture of my son, daughter-in-law and my grandkids!

Dara Joy is back...Can it be true?

I received an email today saying that a settlement was reached with Dorchester and that Dara would be publishing books again. I sent an email to Dorchester asking if it was true but haven't received a reply, in the mean time the following is the message I received.

Dear Readers,
Wonderful news!!!
For those who haven't heard, yes, Dorchester and I have reached a settlement agreement!!
I want to take this opportunity to thank the thousands upon thousands of readers who sent me their best wishes and letters of support. It was a long and difficult six and a half years and your kind words meant more than I can say. These letters often came on the days I needed them most and I will be forever grateful to all of you for that. It has always been a pleasure to write for you.
Although neither side can discuss the terms of the settlement, I am happily looking forward to bringing you the very best novels I can deliver. Get ready, the stories you have been waiting for will be coming your way soon! Within the next few months, I will have more great news for you concerning the release dates of my upcoming novels, which will be brought to you via traditional publishing channels.
To add to the celebration, I have an special Valentine for my readers. I know so many of you have been waiting really, really patiently for another Matrix story and I do not want you to have to wait any longer . . . so, as of today, I am immediately releasing a brand new Matrix of Destiny story called:
DEATH BY PLOOT PLOOT!
The story is available now for immediate delivery directly to your computer for $4.50.
(Yes, you read that right $4.50) There are no shipping charges. We will be doing this for a limited time only so if you want to receive your copy or would like more information, just go to
http://officialdarajoy.com/MarketPlace/marketplace.html
In keeping with the festive mood we are all feeling at OfficialDaraJoy.com, we have entirely renovated the website. We have new BBoards, a blog, chatroom, a marketplace- you name it. You are personally invited to stop by, check it out, and give us your suggestions and comments. I look forward to seeing you there!
And from the bottom of my heart, thank you again for all your prayers and hugs!
Love Always,
Dara

Riding Wild By Jaci Burton

Lily West is a self-assured independent woman, an ex-cop working for a Private Investigation Agency. While on a job to test a museum’s security Lily sees someone break in and steal an artifact with something terrible hidden in it. Something is very familiar about this thief…low and behold it’s her first love Mac, the one who took her virginity and then broke her heart. She gets the drop on Mac, but while trying to apprehend him they get shot at. Mac can’t get away fast enough, but he decides he has to take Lily…with or without her consent. He tries to tell Lily that he’s not the bad guy, but he can’t give her any more info and she has to trust him. Lily decides she has to bide her time for now and wait for a chance to take back the item and get it to the proper authorities. What follows is a wild ride. I found myself thoroughly enthralled with the story. Understanding what and why Mac was doing things, but also being enraged for Lily, because of her helplessness at times…then jealous and envious of what she was getting! Wink Wink! This book is not for the faint of heart…Jaci knows how to put a great story together! I look forward to the next in this series…and hopefully some how to on a Harley included! BG

THE FOLLOWING IS AN EXCERPT FROM JACI'S SITE

He stared at her, not even moving while she advanced on him. And he didn’t say a word. Fine then, she had plenty to say. “For your information, I spent three years on the police force before leaving to become a private investigator. I know how to handle a gun. The one you knocked out of my reach. I could have helped. But, oh no. You had to throw yourself on top of me like some freakin’ superhero and prevent me from grabbing my gun.”
“You were a cop?” His eyes widened.
“That’s not what we’re talking about. We’re discussing your macho show of over protectiveness back there.”
“I was trying to prevent you from being shot.”
“I didn’t need your help.”
Ignoring her outburst, he unzipped his jacket and slowly started peeling it off his shoulders, as if he wasn’t paying the slightest bit of attention to her.
“Are you listening to me at all, Mac? Are you hearing what I’m saying? I am competent, goddamit. I am not some air headed idiot who needed protecting. And where’s the vial?”
Once he had the jacket off, she zeroed in on the dark stain on his arm and a river of blood pouring off the ends of his fingers. Any anger she felt dissipated in a rush of panic and concern.
“Oh. shit. You were shot?” She rushed over and began to pull up his shirt.
“I’m fine,” he said, but he didn’t try to stop her.
“You’re bleeding.”
“Bullet just grazed me.”
Her gaze rocketed to his. “Oh, and you’re some kind of psychic doctor, I suppose. How do you know?”
He shrugged. “I’ve been shot a few times. I know.”
She shuddered at the thought. “Spare me the details. Let’s get this shirt off.” She drew the shirt over his head, then peeled it gently away from his shoulder, taking special care when she pulled the fabric down his injured arm.
“We need more light.” She looked around the campground, spotting a grey brick building with a single overhead light a short distance away. Bathroom. “Have you got a first aid kit in the bike?”
“Yeah. Left saddlebag.”
She hurried over and fumbled through the bag, found the first aid kit and a flashlight, then pushed him toward the bathroom. The light switch revealed a dim bulb hanging from the ceiling. Thankfully there was a wink and paper towels in there.
“Sit,” she ordered, pointing him toward the wooden bench next to the shower.
“Bossy,” he teased, grinning up at her.
Ignoring him, she wet some paper towels, turned on the flashlight and placed it on the edge of the sink so it was pointing toward his arm. She cleaned the wound, wiping away the blood so she could get a look at the injury.
Like he said, it was a graze. Mean looking and about three inches long, but not deep enough to need stitches. He was lucky the bullet had barely scraped the flesh of his arm. She cleaned it, applied pressure until the bleeding stopped and after spreading some antibacterial ointment on it, placed a bandage over the wound.
The hot rush of adrenaline she’d felt after she’d seen the blood dripping down his arm calmed somewhat. She was surprised at the fear she’d felt seeing him bleeding like that, having long ago convinced herself she was immune to ever having feelings for Mac Canfield again. She should have known better than to think he would ever mean less to her. She sighed.
“You’re going to be fine,” she said, pushing her emotions deep as she cleaned everything up and turned to him.
“I could have told you that.” He stood. “But thank you anyway.”
“You’re welcome.”
Mac couldn’t believe the woman standing in front of him. The one who’d faced down a barrage of bullets, hopped on the back of his bike for a quick escape, then yelled at him because he’d prevented her from diving for her own gun.
She sure as hell wasn’t the same Lily West he’d known so many years ago. That girl had been sweet and gentle and fragile. The woman who stood in front of him now looked similar, though obviously more grown up. And a hell of a lot tougher. Curvier too, with low slung jeans hugging her hips, a snug-fitting polo shirt that accentuated fuller breasts and a slender waist. But what was completely unrecognizable was her attitude.
She stared at him, not speaking. Hell, he didn’t know what to say. She licked her lips and he followed the track of her little pink tongue swiping across her full bottom lip.
His gaze went from her mouth to her eyes and the past mingled with the present.
God, she really was here. He moved toward her and she took a step back, stopping when she hit the wall. But her gaze never left his. Even in the darkened bathroom the look she gave him was unmistakable. She was thinking the same thing he was.
Ten years ago. The heat between them. The fact they’d just been shot at a little while ago.
Aw, fuck it. He never was much good at thinking things through. He braced his hands on either side of her head and moved in closer, crowding her.
“Your arm,” she said, looking at the bandage, then back at him.
“Is fine.”
Her lips were still parted and he heard her breathing. Rapid little pants in and out, like she was having trouble catching her breath. But this time she wasn’t pushing at him to let her go.

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The Last Twilight by Marjorie M. Liu

A WOMAN IN JEOPARDY

Doctor Rikki Kinn is one of the world’s best virus hunters. It’s for that reason she’s in the Congo, working for the CDC. But when mercenaries attempt to take her life to prevent her from investigating a new and deadly plague, her boss calls in a favor from an old friend -- the only one who can help.

A PRINCE IN EXILE

Africa -- a land of lush veldts and roaring falls, untamed splendor and primal fury: Amiri's home, where he was raised to race as a cheetah, to wake with the sun. It is also a land of lingering nightmare, where he was kidnapped and experimented upon by the evil group named the Consortium. Now, against his better judgment, Amiri has been asked to return to his homeland by his colleagues in Dirk & Steele -- men who are friends and brothers, who like himself are more than human. He must protect a woman who is the target of murderers, who has unwittingly involved herself in a conflict that threatens not only the lives of millions, but Amiri's own soul...and his heart. (Blurb from: B&N web site)

Go here for an excerpt & also to see the full picture of the cover: http://www.marjoriemliu.com/LT.html Marjorie has had some really beautiful cover art.

This is the 7th in the Dirk & Steel series.

Rikki finds it very hard to trust and get close to people since something horrible happened to her and Amiri is afraid of hurting anyone that gets to close to him. It makes for allot of great interaction between the characters. The majority of the story takes place in the jungles of Africa. Marjorie does a beautiful job of describing it and the action so you feel like your right there with them. This 7th book of the Dirk & Steel agency packs a punch...especially seeing one old enemy/friend (you decide) again.

Sex And The Immortal Bad Boy

First came: Date Me, Baby, One More time

Justine Bennett is cursing her life. She’s the Guardian of the Goblet of Eternal Youth, she hasn’t left the house in ages, and it’s been over 200 years since she’s had sex. Oh, and the Goblet has shape shifted into an espresso machine. Not exactly the stuff grand destiny is made of...

Derek LaValle is worried. Due to a family curse, he’ll be dead in the space of a week unless he finds the Guardian of the Goblet of Eternal Youth and beheads her. Which wouldn’t be a problem if she wasn’t so sexy, smart... and ready to behead him right back. (Blurb from Stephanie's website)

Then there was: Must Love Dragons

Single Female Dragon seeks love and good times in the big city. Theresa Nichols is a red-blooded young woman—trapped in a red-hot dragon’s body. Then the chance for a real-live date with her cyber boy toy Zeke sends her running to Satan to strike a deal. After all, when you've gone without sex for over two hundred years, a night of good lovin’ is worth your eternal soul, right?

Single Male, ex-Dragon Slayer, seeks fiery sex goddess. Zeke Siccardi is a private detective trying to live a normal life—and outrun his dragon-slaying past. Not easy to do when his sexy online paramour turns out to be a dragon with a contract out on her life. Now Zeke has to protect a woman he was born to kill. But with the love of a fire-breathing sexpot, how hard could it be? (Blurb from Stephanie's website)


Now theres: He Loves Me, He Loves Me Hot

Her heart may be in the right place...but her soul belongs to Satan. Being Satan's most infamous minion is the only life Becca Gibbs has ever known. But now she's restless, sick and tired of stealing souls, and ready to break free on her own. Unfortunately, this gig isn't like any other job. Its first rule is: Walk out on the Devil—and kiss your life good-bye.

He's a man with a mission. Too bad it's impossible. Nick Rawlings is the last of the Markku, a race of fighters that broke from Hell to pull for the good. When his sister goes missing, and her ransom is the death of Satan, Nick's more than willing to take on the fight. The first step? Getting the devil's sexy right-hand helper on his side. The second? Well, if he can take his eyes—and hands—off of her, he's sure he'll think of it... (Blurb is from Stephanie's website)

And now we'll soon have:
Sex And The Immortal Bad Boy
If the road to hell is paved with good intentions... Paige Darlington is finally free of the literal boss from hell—Satan. There's just one hitch: she's been cursed, and will soon lose her soul. The only way to reverse this ultimate buzz kill is to skinny dip in one of Heaven's cleansing moats. But Heaven has defenses against girls like Paige…and they typically involve being charred to a crisp. Maybe the road to Heaven is paved with sexy ones.

Jed Buchanan, shadow warrior and Satan Jr.'s favorite assassin, is on a fast track to hell. Until sexy, spirited former Rivka Paige Darlington begs him to help her sneak past the pearly gates. Heaven's no place for a man as dark as Jed, but one look at Paige's sensual eyes and long legs and he knows one thing for sure – he's in for a hell of a hot ride… (Blurb from Stephanie's website)

This is not a book to be missed. It is a Hot, Fun, Sexy, Dark, Hilarious adventure, kind of like Abbott & Costello meets Dark Shadows! For a great time without leaving the comfort of your favorite reading place...try it, you'll like it! I sure did.

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Hunting The Demon by JACI BURTON

Here I am at my local Hastings and look at what I found! Right on the top shelf too.

Jaci, congrats on your newest demon novel!

(handing you a glass of champagne)

Heres wishing you great things with the demon series!

Okay everyone now you know where you can get it...what are ya still doin reading this! LOL

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