Tuesday, 21 February 2012

Welcome K.A. M'Lady!

Today's guest of honour is the picturesquely named and uniquely talented K.A. M'Lady who's currently delighting readers with the build up of her exciting series of stories surrounding demon huntress, Faith Savage. Welcome to the party, K!

Do You Believe In Angels & Demons?  God Does… Got Faith?
By K.A. M'Lady

In every religion, culture and society throughout time angels and demons have been among us.  From mankind’s first breath they have stood as witnesses and watchers.  The Slavonic Book of Enoch (I Enoch; Dev. R 5) describes Gabriel and Michael as witnesses to the wedding of Adam and Eve.  They are the original watchers and, as their name describes; angel – coming from the Greek word aggelos, and the Hebrew word mal’ak, meaning messenger.  They have, according to Judeo-Christian belief been the harbingers of the Word of God, bringing forth the plight of mankind’s future and, in some instances, the beginning of end.

In the Christian Bible angels are mentioned approximately 108 times in the Old Testament and 165 times in the New Testament.  According to the books of Job and Luke however, (Job 1:14, Luke 7:24, 9:52) angels are ordinary people who carry messages.  But what is the message they bring?

To answer a portion of this question you must first ask yourself when did the angels fall?  The Book of Revelations (Re. 12:7) states, “Now war arose in heaven, Michael and his angels fighting against the dragon.  And the dragon and his angels fought back, but he was defeated, and there was no longer a place for them in heaven.  And the great dragon was thrown down, that ancient serpent, who is called the devil and Satan, the deceiver of the whole world – he was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him.”

In 1273 Pope John XXI, then the Bishop of Tusculum estimated that there were a total of 133,306,668 angels who sided with Satan in his revolt against God.  Hundreds of thousands of demons that, according to the books of Mathew, Peter, Jude and Ephesians, are under the leadership of Satan.  And in their deceit, rebellion and evil will stop at nothing to gain victory by subtlety.

It is here in this darkness that mankind will find Faith.

Faith Savage – A Demon Huntress Novel Series by K.A. M’Lady
Mojocastle Press

“Yum! I am in love with your series.  I just went to Mojocastle and purchased the rest of your books!  I had to…Thank you for the immense pleasure given to me as I read your tale.”
Amy J. Ramsey ~ Ramsey’s Book Reviews

This angel/demon world K.A. M’Lady has made is very addictive and is a great start to a great series.

Steph – Bitten By Books

Exciting, Scary, Sexy

I read all the Faith Savage stories at once and I’m so glad I did.  If I’d had to wait to read the next on in the series, I don’t know what I would have done.  Faith is feisty, strong, vulnerable as she fight the forces of Hell.  Lots of demon action in the stories, lots of scary stuff, and some hot sex.  If you like supernatural thrillers, you’ll love the Faith Savage stories.  And who knew angels and demons were so sexy?

Cara Marsi – Author
Faith Savage – A Demon Huntress Novel Series
K.A. M’Lady

In the beginning God created the Heavens, the Earth…and Angels.  No one is certain when the war started – when the Angels went astray.  All that is clear is that war erupted in Heaven and the Angels fell from Grace.  Today that war continues.

My name is Faith Savage and I hunt demons.  Some say that God has a master plan for all of us – from an Angel’s first brath to mankind’s final death.  Somewhere in between lays the battle for salvation.

Excerpt: (from Book 4 ~ When Angels Fall – A Faith Savage Demon Huntress Novel)

I crossed the street with a shuddering breath, the whisper of my fears fogging against the night’s chill, damp air. Father Daniel was a hard thought at my heels when we met the officer standing guard at the yellow tape.

“Ma’am, sir. I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to step back away from the scene.” Water dripped from the plastic wrap that covered his police cap. His jacket shimmered with speckles that collected stray hews of crimson light off the bookstore’s sign. Even his badge glowed dark chartreuse in the night’s subdued light beneath the clean-shaven face of a pasty white boy, mid-twenties. But the hard edge of one too many drunks on the roadways or two-too many domestic batteries and a few random, senseless murders rode the rim of his once hopeful light green eyes.

Life weary, some called it. And at such a young age. Seemed such a waste if you asked me. Of course, nobody was.

“I’m Father Daniel. Your Inspector called me,” Father Daniel told him.

His voice sounded so soothing, calm and reassuring amidst the fear that hid in the shadows. You could feel the stain of repressed violence creep along your flesh. Death and violence were out here in the rain-soaked night, watching each of us. Waiting to slither up our spines and whisper their dark magic in our ears. Waiting to tell us our most worrisome fears have come to life while they cackled on the wind like the deceivers that they were.

But Father Daniel, his was the voice of reason in this darkness. The voice carrying the power of God, come to settle peace among his flock. A voice Heaven sent to make sure that the poor unfortunate soul that had passed just beyond our view had been set free to join Him in eternal peace in Heaven. It was a voice that whispered comfort and peace and helped to chase away that darkness.

“Let him pass.”

Just like that my thoughts of turmoil then happiness faded and I was left blinking away my visions as another voice from the darkness sent chills coursing down my spine. Memories of the flesh encompassed me. Need and temptation, want and hunger roared through my mind like straight-line winds.

I felt my spine stiffen. My breath catch. Only dread and darkness washes the Light from your mind like that.

“Ma’am?” the officer questioned, turning those pale green eyes, now filled with concern, down to stare at me as though he could peer into the depths of my soul and see my darkness rising.

“Faith? Child, are you all right?” Father Daniel reached for me, and where he touched steamed in the cool night air.

My throat had become a hard knot. My heart thumped so loudly I could hear its rumble pulsing in my eardrums. Yet, I couldn’t make myself move. I couldn’t think beyond the voice from the darkness. It beckoned me. Slave, ye shall be. Eternity is waiting. The darkness calls.

It had Inspector Barry’s gruff baritone down to a T, but the foreboding that followed on the silence frightened me. I knew what was in the darkness and it seldom frightened me. This time I was truly afraid.

“Faith? Faith? Faith!” Barry’s yell finally managed to break through the torment that had invaded me like my worst childhood nightmare come back to life. I finally took a breath and felt the burn seep past my throat and into my lungs. Then I looked up, blinking into the pale blue of distressed, angry cop eyes.

“What in all the Saint’s name are you doing here? I thought after your most recent escapade you’d still be
home, asleep. Safe, which is where you belong. What are you doing at my crime scene?”

I looked at him, really looked at him, mouth agape, shoulders ram-rod stiff. What the hell was he talking about? Jeez, sleep with a man and he thinks he owns you.

“Can I have a word with you?” Aggravation oozed from every word as I stepped away from the police tape and Father Daniel.

“Faith, I don’t have time for this.”

I turned and glared at him saying, “I don’t give a shit what you have time for, Inspector. You have two seconds to trot your ass over here before I make a scene.”

The anger levels were extremely high. Which led me to believe that whatever had done-in Angeline was still lingering. The infestation of darkness was upping the angst. Motivating tempers. Stirring the madness.

“Look, Faith,” Barry began when we stepped away from the crowd to lean against the side of the nearest building, hidden amidst the shadows. “I know I shouldn’t have left you the way I did, but I really didn’t have a choice. We should have finished our talk,” he stated, reaching for my hand, “I had to check in with my Captain. And now we’ve had three homicides in a row.”

“What?” My voice had risen with my uncertainty. “What are you talking about, three homicides? And when exactly did you leave?”

“What do you mean, ‘When did I leave?”

“I mean, at what point during the night did you leave me, Barry? Was it before or after you had sex with me?”

His pale blue eyes were wide, his mouth making a perfect O. My stomach clenched in fear. Eight million horrific thoughts spun through my mind like a swarm of mosquitoes across a hot South Dakota roadway. Except this whirlwind was trapped inside me and each thought was sucking the life from within me.

I stared at him, like a hard thought would make him spill all of his innermost secrets. The world around us seemed to pause; the rain and the night held its breath waiting for him respond. There was nothing beyond the circle of us. Just two people in the dark, his hand connected to mine.

“We never had sex,” he whispered.

There it was, like a slap. If I hadn’t felt his pulse shudder and watched the small flicker of a shadow flash across the blue of his eyes I’d have missed it. Barry was lying. The question was, why?

He turned, began to release my hand and started to walk away. I yanked him back towards me.

“You’re a liar,” I growled. Irritation seeped through my teeth like venom, but I didn’t care. “There is a dead girl spiked to a light pole like a crucified whore just a few feet beyond us. Evil and darkness are filling this entire street like a mad-hatter with an empty pot and a ready plate anxious for its second course meal and you, Ian Barry, are a fucking liar. I may not remember all of the details of our little journey back from Hell,” I told him poking him in the chest. “But I do know this, there is a war going on between the Light and the darkness and for some unknown reason, I’ve been marked as a prize.

“What the hell you have to do with that is completely beyond me at the moment, but whatever it is I will find out and when I do, if you’re on the side of darkness, you’re going down right along with the rest of them.” I was fuming, my anger so intense that it bubbled in my gut until my stomach hurt. “So,” I continued, “unless you’re going to be straight with me, get out of my way, because I need to find out why the hooker I cast a demon from is hanging in this alley.”

I then shoved him away from me. So hard, in fact that he stumbled into the building. I didn’t care and I didn’t bother to check to see if he was all right, but instead kept walking. Father Daniel and the officer of the crime tape were still keeping guard over the scene.

“Let’s get on with this,” I said, trying without much luck to sound civil. Crime Tape Officer just lifted the tape and let us proceed. Father Daniel knew me well enough by now to not even bother to say a word.

“Faith, wait,” Barry shouted from the darkness behind me.

“I don’t have time for this, Inspector,” I snarkly returned as I kept walking down the alley, puddles
splashing with the force of each movement. The alley was now pretty much cleared out of beat cops and lab techs that had walked its murky road. Now they were just waiting for us to look over the scene, advise the Inspector of our professional opinions on death magic, ritual killings, the evil and the damned and then allow them to remove the body.

“Faith, you don’t understand,” Barry stated, his voice so close I could feel the heat of it against the back of my neck. His concern and misery were coiled together, each a touchable, palpable thing.

“Why don’t you explain it to her, Inspector Ian Barry,” Angeline sagely whispered from the darkness beyond.

My spine stiffened as the temperature dropped about thirty degrees. Rain froze on windows panes like cracked spectacles of snowflakes past. The ground fast became black ice steeped with blood that had apparently dripped from the victim. Blood that now hung in shards of icy crimson from the pierced hands of a not-so-innocent dead girl.

I stood there with my breath held tightly in my lungs, paralyzed with awe, watching as Angeline’s breath plumed before her. I watched while her head rose from slumped shoulders and cold, dead, black eyes stared back at us gleefully.

“Holy Mother of God,” I finally uttered.

“Fucking whore on a stake,” it laughed in reply.

Also Available Now in the Faith Savage Series at Mojocastle Press, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Are

Faith Savage – Faith’s Temptation ~ Bonus Story
Faith Savage – Book 1 ~ Glow
Faith Savage – Book 2 ~ Fear No Evil
Faith Savage – Book 3 ~ Transgressions
Faith Savage – Book 4 ~ When Angels Fall
Faith Savage – Book 5 ~ The Ash Collector
Faith Savage – Book 6 ~ Wicked’s Kiss
Faith Savage – Book 7 ~ Sinner
Faith Savage – Book 8 ~ Messenger – Coming Soon

K.A. M’Lady
Fantasy Romance Kissed With Dark Sensuality

Today, K is very generously giving away the first four stories in her Faith Savage series to one lucky winner who answers this question: What does K spend her days doing - besides writing? (Hint: check out the bio on her website :) ). Her contest will close at midnight tonight, and her winner will be announced tomorrow on this thread.


  1. Marie - thank you so much for inviting me to join you and your readers. I'm very excited to share my Faith Savage series with all of you. From sexy angels to dark, mysterious and deviously hunky demons... the possibilities are endless.

    Many blessings ~ K.

    1. Pleasure, K - great to have you with us!

      Tell me, do you have an ultimate ending in sight to Faith's story? And are you working on anything else right now?


    2. I believe (if the characters allow it) that the final battle and all of Faith's questions will be answered in Messenger - Bk 8. The majority of the stories, thus far have all been novella's but I believe that Messenger will be a full length novel - there is so much to put into it - so much to wrap up that a novella just won't cut it. And, thankfully, I already know exactly how it's going to end - I just have to get there.

    3. As far as what I'm working on now - I'm in the middle of finishing book 4 of my Realm series - Blood Oaths. Then it's on to Messenger. I have a list of about 11 things on my WIP list for 2012 so I'm extremely busy this year.

    4. The Messenger sounds very exciting, K - you'll miss her when her story's finished!

      Good to hear you're so busy in 2012! (Though you do have to take it easy sometimes :))


    5. I'm sure I will miss Faith but I know I have some really exciting new stories in the works to keep me busy as well as entertained - zombies, sci-fi vamps - time-travelling anthropoligists...

      and sleep? my motto - I'll sleep when I'm dead - too many stories to read and write! lol

  2. ok - so to keep this party rolling I'll share a bit more of Faith and her angels. In each story she meets her watchers - from Rafael to Michael and with each book the list continues but there are also the demons - like Salvitor from Faith's Temptation - here's a quick description to entice you:
    Bonus Story - Faith's Temptation
    by K.A. M'Lady

    When he sauntered those next few steps towards me, I knew I was in deep shit. Before I could get my next words out, a brilliant dark red light formed a halo all around him and the closer he got, the thicker and brighter the light grew until it consumed him. I had no choice but to put my hands up and close my eyes to block the burning light from my view.

    The warmth and strength in the hand that cupped mine as it pulled my arm down brought my eyes open in a tingling shock. The man attached to that hand was nothing I expected to see this side of Hell.

    “There. Is this a more comely image to gaze upon?”

    All those dark places inside me clenched with both fear and delight. It was still Salvitor’s deep baritone, but the being that now stood before me was not the beast of a moment ago. Holding my hand was a man of six feet six. Long, dark, illustrious hair hung freely to his waist. Deep black eyes that seemed to go on forever stared down at me, sending chills down my spine.

    I couldn’t help but stare at features that captured my breath; a strong, firm jaw with a bit of a chin cleft
    gave him intense charm and character. A sturdy nose with perfectly chiseled cheekbones completed a bold and disarming face. He was beautiful and dangerous. And then there were his wings. His rich, full wings were the thickest, darkest shade of obsidian I’d ever seen. In a word, the man was stunning.

    Salvitor smiled.

    Motionless, I simply gawked at the remarkable changes he wrought before me. When I finally gathered enough of my voice, I asked the only logical question I could think of. “Why?”

    “I thought it only fitting that if you were to have a date an Angel of Light”—the words Angel of Light came out through perfectly white clenched teeth—“you should at least be sensible enough to sample the pleasures that the Darkness has to offer as well.”

    “So you would be my, what? Dark Angel?”

    He smiled the most sinful of smiles.

    My toes curled within my boots. The offer had possibilities.

    Available Now at Mojocastle Press
    Barnes & Noble

  3. Oh, I am loving this!! My god, where have I been? This looks like a great series!!! I've got some catching up to do.

    in Germany

    1. thanks, Valerie. I react the exact same way when I find a new series I want to devour. In fact - Marie's books were like that - lol! I'm such a book junkie myself. If I don't have a book to read I go insane.

    2. :) Thanks for the kind words, K!

      Valerie, you won't be disappointed!


  4. As co-owner of the Paranormal group - Just Another Paranormal Monday we have been featuring Angels and Demons all month long. Our moderators have dug up a tremendous amount of research for our readers, as well as our authors.

    The first book of Enoch lists that there are 20 angels that lead all of the angels that originally fell. They fell because when they saw the beautiful creatures that God created (the daughters of man) they were captivated and took them as their wives.

    These are the leaders of 200 angels in 1 Enoch that are turned into fallen Angels because they took wives, mated
    with human women, and taught them the forbidden knowledge of God.

    Araqiel (also Arakiel, Araqael, Araciel, Arqael, Sarquael, Arkiel, Arkas) taught humans the signs of the earth.

    However, in the Sibylline Oracles, Araqiel is referred to not as a fallen angel, or Watcher, but as one of the 5
    angels who lead the souls of men to judgement, the other 4 being Ramiel, Uriel, Samiel, and Azazel.

    Armaros (also Amaros) in Enoch I taught men the resolving of enchantments.

    Azazel taught men to make knives, swords, shields, and how to devise ornaments and cosmetics.

    Gadriel taught the art of cosmetics.

    Baraqel (Baraqiel) taught men astrology

    Bezaliel mentioned in Enoch I, left out of most translations because of damaged manuscripts and problematic
    transmission of the text.

    Chazaqiel (sometimes Ezeqeel) taught men the signs of the clouds (meteorology).

    Kokabiel (also Kakabel, Kochbiel, Kokbiel, Kabaiel, and Kochab),[8] is a high-ranking, holy angel but, in
    general apocryphal lore and also in Enoch I, he is a fallen Watcher, resident of nether realms, and commands
    365,000 surrogate spirits to do his bidding. Among other duties, he instructs his fellows in astrology.

    Penemue "taught mankind the art of writing with ink and paper," and taught "the children of men the bitter and
    the sweet and the secrets of wisdom."

    Sariel (also Suriel) taught mankind about the courses of the moon (at one time regarded as forbidden knowledge).

    Samyaza (also Shemyazaz, Shamazya, Semiaza, Shemhazi, Semyaza and Amezyarak) is one of the leaders of the fall
    from heaven.

    Shamsiel, once a guardian of Eden, served as one of the 2 chief aides to the archangel Uriel (the other aide
    being Hasdiel) when Uriel bore his standard into battle, and is the head of 365 legions of angels and also
    crowns prayers, accompanying them to the 5th heaven. He is referred to as one of the Watchers. He is a
    fallen angel who teaches the signs of the sun.

    1. Fascinating stuff, K - thanks for this!


    2. I'm a research nerd - what can I say...

  5. How about a little peak into Glow - Book 1?

    And the light shall shine in the darkness...

    BOOK 1: GLOW
    K.A. M'Lady
    5 Quills: The Iron Maiden
    Length: Short
    Price: $1.50
    ISBN: 1-60180-FSDH-1

    Longer than time eternal angelic wars have been fought throughout the Heavens -- God's mighty warriors vying for supremacy over Lucifer and his brethren's fall from grace. Today that war continues, spreading among God's chosen.

    My name is Faith Savage, I hunt Demons. I have been to the edge of reason. Spoken with evil and walked the corridors of Hell's dark paths.

    To survive the darkness, I made a deal with an angel. But my decision may cost me the one thing most precious to me...

    My soul.


    "Open the book, Father. Just like we discussed," I told him, trying to shore up my own strength. I was hoping giving him something to do besides freaking out would calm him down and give me something else to focus on. Here’s hoping I was right.

    Taking a vial of holy water from my pocket I twisted the cap off, ready to bless the body before me; to begin the task at hand. When it spoke, calling me by name, my stomach sank to my toes. Father Daniel turned six shades of white, made the sign of the cross three times, said four Hail Marys, then turned and ran from the room. My unnerved sigh of disbelief was audible in the silence.

    "It has taken me quite some time to track you down, Faith Savage."

    That voice. I knew that voice. Strange hearing it come from this slight, frail woman who lay strapped to the bed before me. I stood blinking in confounded disbelief. Why in all that was holy—or unholy—would this particular demon be trying to track me down, again? For what possible purpose? And to what end? I mean, we’d been this route. So what game was he playing now?

    "Do you not wish to know why I have been seeking you?"

    I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The demon laughed; thick, rich, velvet-deep throated laughter. I remembered it caressing the depths of my bones. Closing my eyes to the tingling sensation, I remembered the lush blackness of his glorious wings. Long, dark, beautiful hair that hung in waves to his waist. Haunting obsidian eyes that seemed to peer into the very depths of the soul. The delightful cleft of his chin, centered on his firm, strong jaw. The whole of him lovely despite his darkness. Beautiful, despite the alter ego that I knew lurked on the other side. Evil, despite his angelic delights.

  6. Thank you, Angelique. There are many twists and turns that Faith must follow in this wicked game of the Lords. And as a sinner, even she is tempted, tortured and lured. But it's not only the demons that seek to lure her with the sins of the flesh. Her question remains...to what end?

    Are you tempted?

    Get in on the hunt....Got Faith?

  7. I know this is a bit of a bounce but I love Faith's first encounter with the archangel Michael. here's another sneak for you...

    Book 5: The Ash Collector
    K. A. M'Lady
    Rated: The Iron Maiden
    Length: Short
    Price: $1.50
    ISBN: 1-60180-FSDH-5

    In the beginning, God created man in his image; from dust and ash, hope was cast.

    Yet, as far as time remembers, in the scrolls of history’s past, it was written that woman brought temptation to the garden. Woman introduced death unto man. But have you forgotten about the trickster? Was mortal destruction not his master plan?

    There are those who say death is a celebration. One soul’s defiant, heavy passing; another’s gentle ease into the Light. Commemorations for the departed. Forgiveness of old transgressions. A final rest for pity, the end to immortal strife. But is death just the beginning? And who comes to collect you when you pass?

    What happens to the worthy if the Light turns against them? Do they stand their ground – Stay and fight? What about those who seek no forgiveness? Do the deceiver’s minions scurry from the darkness? Come and collect their next eternal victim? Is everlasting damnation the deceased’s future plight?

    My name is Faith Savage. I know what it is to walk the dark shadows at the edge of destruction. To feel the presence of The Collector in the night. I know what it is to bleed the dust of life’s possibilities, to sift through the ash of mankind’s hopes and dreams. To seek the evil that makes souls rot. It is here in this impossible darkness that I hunt demons, searching for my own answers and retributions, in the battle for the Light.

    “As smoke is driven away, so are the minions of hell driven away; as wax melts before the fire, so the wicked perish before God. See the cross of the Lord; be gone, you hostile powers!
    The stem of David, the lion of Juda's tribe has conquered. May your mercy, Lord, remain with us always. For we put our whole trust in you. In Jesus’ name,” I sighed. “Amen.”

    “Mighty big prayer for a sinner.”

    I turned to the sound of the wind rushing on jagged cliffs; a rumble of winter thunder in the midst of an encroaching ice storm. It was the resonance of voice turned to wood, once thought hollow, and then roughed into a timbre that settles against the bones.

    His voice.

    It startled me. Filled me with wonder and dread unimaginable. It was a sound I never thought to hear his side of Heaven.

    It was the rough-hewn song of Michael, the archangel made flesh, standing in my ransacked bathroom.

    "Close your mouth, Faith. I already know you’ve eaten nothing today but the lies and hate of the darkness.”

  8. In her spare time she does a couple of different things. She watches horror movies, westerns with hubby on sundays, plays fetch with dog, and buys weird shoes. She also spends her time calcuting life expectancies and morality and the certainity of death & taxes. (love it).
    I just read and spend time with my family when not working. LOL.
    Loved this excerpt and these books look awesome and would love to win and read. Thanks for the chance to win.

    1. sooo, does that make me a work-a-holic or a crazy person? don't answer that - I think I hear the tires screeching to a halt and the men with their straight jackets heading my way. Think I'll hide under my desk - .

  9. ok, so what is your favorite and least favorite angel/demon movie?

    Mine - least favorite - hands down - The Exorcist. can't even watch a commercial to this day. I had the worst babysitter ever and saw it when I was 7 - freaks me out still.

    Favorite - I really liked The Rite - Anthony Hopkins was amazing. The book was incredible. Stigmata was another good one. Constantine (I always watch that when it's on.) Um..what's that angel movie with Meg Ryan? (I'm horrible with names...) but I watch that everytime it's on too.

  10. You're spoiling us with all these fab excerpts, K - thanks so much!


  11. K, fabulously intense and dark excerpt. You have a splendid gift for this kind of story.

    1. awww, thanks so much Savanna! And thanks for poppin over. I greatly appreciate it - I know you're busy.

      Huge hugs ~ K.

  12. Hi K :)
    LOVE the excerpts!
    You spend your days calculating life expectancies, mortality and the certainty of death and taxes while in your free time the dead wander freely, buy shoes, homes, the occasional odd business or two and, if you even think of charging them too much in taxes…well, let’s just say the tax man may never come back. But if he does he might just shamble a bit.

    Mindy :)

  13. hey, Mindy - thanks so much for stopping by and reading all of my ramblings. I greatly appreciate it. Hope you're having a wonderful day!

    My best ~ K.

  14. A dark series fighting demons - right in my zone.
    You spend your days calculating life expectancies, mortality and the certainty of death and taxes. Something like a cross between insurance company statistican and accountant?

  15. Not sure your pastimes would suit me, K, but reading about them amuses me no end :).

    HUGE thank you for being such a fine guest of honour yesterday!

    And so to K's lucky winner who is:

    MINDY! Birdsoong@aol.

    Congratulations, Mindy - we have your email address, so you don't need to do anything except wait for your prize to hit your inbox :).

    Thanks all for another great party day!


  16. Congrats Mindy!!!

    in Germany

  17. Thank you, Marie and all of your wonderful readers for spending the day with me yesterday - I had a wonderful time! And congrats to Mindy - watch your in box (or spam - as aol is a stinker at times...) for your books.

    Wishing all of you a blessed week!

    K.A. M'Lady
    Fantasy Romance Kissed With Dark Sensuality

  18. WooHoo! Thanks Marie, K.A. and Valerie :)
    I add you to my address book K.A. so the e-mail will hopefully go through:)

    Mindy :)