Mature Couples and Romance by Tory Richards – Guest Post and free book

Mature Couples and Romance
…and a free ebook!

Do you ever think of mature couples and romance? Or wish there were more romance books out there that depicted older people? I’m talking about people over forty—people who didn’t find love when they were younger, or maybe they’re divorced now and find themselves single and starting over. Maybe they had a long-term illness they had to battle most of their lives or were waiting for a prisoner-of-war to return home who didn’t. When I divorced my first husband after 20 years of marriage, I didn’t want another partner. I couldn’t even imagine starting over with someone else. And I really didn’t want someone else in my life.

But it happened—and I wasn’t even looking for it. I eventually found myself going to dances on the weekends. I wasn’t looking for a husband, just someone to spend time with and have fun. That’s where I met husband #2 at a church dance. He was 30 years older than me but looked much younger, and I couldn’t keep up with him! He loved life and it kept him young. We traveled, went dancing on the weekends, and had 17 years together.

With the thought in mind that there are women out there who are my age and would like to read a romance they could relate to, I decided to write a steamy novella centered around a mature couple. Mia is in her forties and King is in his fifties. Both are divorced and living in a small town up north. Maine to be exact, is where I’m from.

King released today.

The story is different from what I’ve been writing the last few years. So, it may flop for my readers who expect filthy-talking bikers and motorcycle club drama. Hopefully in time I’ll find a new audience who likes the kind of story like King. Not a second chance romance but another chance at love story. By the way Maine Silver Foxes will be a series of novellas and Cody, book #2 will be out later next year.

In the meantime, I will continue with my Biker Next Door Series and Tank, book #3 will be out early-to-mid 2025.

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A Simple Life by Tory Richards – Guest Blog + FREE Book

Long and Short Reviews welcomes Tory Richards, who is celebrating the recent release of Doc, the eighth book in the Desert Rebels MC series.

A Simple Life
Some of you may relate to this. When I first retired after working for forty something years, I had a hard time adjusting. I didn’t retire because I wanted to, I had to because of a disability. So, for a while there I felt lost. I felt lazy and useless. But once I embraced not working anymore things gradually began to change. I found myself enjoying my freedom. I could travel when I wanted. Take naps, stay up late and sleep in. I spent a lot of time with my grandchildren. Suddenly life was good again!

Now it’s my mission to keep my life as simple as possible. I’ve downsized considerably. Heck, if I downsize anymore, I’ll be living in my car. I was big on material things when I had the room but now I live with my daughter and her family. I have my own area in the house, and it reflects my tastes and likes, just less of it. My cats and I are content, and I have my vintage Etsy shop and writing to keep me busy.

Speaking of writing…

I want to tell you about my newest release, which came out on August 1. Doc, book 8 of my Desert Rebels MC series, may or may not be the ending of the series. Book 1, Cole, is free if you want a taste of what the Desert Rebels is about. The short version is that the series is about a motorcycle club. There’s a new hero and heroine in each book who get their HEA ending, and I recommend the series be read in order.

Doc has been a member of the Desert Rebels for a long time. He had his own clinic until a sweet, beautiful nurse came on board and ruined everything. Harlow is married and a complication Doc didn’t need. He tried; he really did. But after a while he couldn’t stand working beside a woman he wanted more than he needed air to breathe.

Giving his practice up seemed the only logical solution, but life has a way of kicking you in the ass when you least expect it. Harlow becomes friends with some of the old ladies and suddenly she’s frequenting the clubhouse and club owned bar. There’s only one way Doc can survive being around her.
Make the beauty hate him any way he can.

Enjoy an Excerpt

We were quaking with passion, unwilling and unable to break apart. Tasting her was like taking a hit of the strongest drug in existence, like something new and wicked. Addicting. As our tongues engaged in a rhythm of give and take, there was no way to determine which one of us was more demanding. We ground our mouths together, wet and sloppy and so fucking hot, until the need to breathe won out and we pulled apart, sucking in loud mouthfuls of air to fill our starved lungs.

“Fuck, that got out of control fast,” I rasped, burying my face into the side of Harlow’s neck. She smelled like sunshine and flowers. “I wasn’t expecting you to reciprocate so enthusiastically. Thought I’d have a fight on my hands.”

A short laugh escaped Harlow. “You’re the only man who’s ever kissed me like that,” she admitted in a breathless tone.

I leaned back to check out her expression to see if she was disappointed by how rough and demanding I’d been, but all I saw was smokey heat in her eyes. Her beautiful face was flushed with color, her mouth swollen and wet. I relaxed when I felt the subtle nudge of her hips against me as if she couldn’t help but do it. A feral smile spread across my face when I thrust right back.

“You don’t even like me,” she said after a minute of silence.

*Warning, may have triggers for some readers.

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Winter Blogfest: Tory Richards

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Fond Family Memories at Christmas

It all began on Christmas Eve. Every year my sister and I and our families would go to our parent’s house for my Mom’s traditional spam salad finger sandwiches. I can hear you laugh now but Mom had perfected the spread with mayo, onions and relish and we loved it. There were other goodies there to eat because she cooked for a straight week making pies, and cookies, and homemade bread. But the spam salad sandwiches were a yearly tradition and a must on Christmas Eve. 

Next, we would all gather around the tree in the family room which had mountains of presents for everyone. My dad always played Santa, sitting on the floor by the tree with his red Santa hat on. He would hand the gifts out one at a time. We would all sit back while someone opened their present and when they were done, he would hand out another one. It was a slow process but half the fun was watching everyone open presents and see their expressions on what they received. 

This tradition began when my sister and I were little girls. It continued after we grew up and had our own daughters until our mom passed thirteen years ago. Christmas is quite different for all of us now. My sister moved away, our daughters grew up and have their own thing going on with their families. We don’t get together at Christmas like we used to do, but Thanksgiving is still a family holiday where we do. 
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He’s a soldier home for the holidays, his brother’;s last wish for him to take care of his wife and baby weighing heavily on his mind. Keeping promises are important, but this one will be hard. Ryan has been secretly in love with Shannon for years. Their attraction is hot and consuming, but will they be able to get over the guilt that threatens to keep them apart?

 

 

 

 

 

Tory Richards is an author who writes smut with a plot. Born in Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida where she went to school, married, and raised her daughter. She’s retired from Disney and spends her time with family and friends, traveling, and writing.

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Latest Release by Tory Richards – Spotlight

Long and Short Reviews welcomes Tory Richards who is visiting with us today to celebrate today’s release of Demon, the second book in her Desert Rebels series.

Latest Release
By Tory Richards
Book 2 of a 5-book MC romance series is now available in ebook and paperback! The story of the Desert Rebels continues through all five novels but the hero and heroine in each book get their HEA at the end of every story. Each story can be read as a standalone but you may enjoy the series more if you read them in the order they are written.

Cole – Book 1 (Cole and Raven)
Demon – Book 2 (Demon and Bobbie)
LD – Book 3 (LD and Jolene) 2020
Sax – Book 4 (Sax and Holly) 2020
Bull – Book 5 (Bull and Viola) 2020

Demon – He’s a known womanizer and a man with secrets, but he runs Desert Rebels with an iron fist. He had an old lady once, and he doesn’t want another one. A spirited little club girl catches his eye, but fear of commitment forces him to push her away. Trouble and betrayal in the MC brings them back together, leaving him with a decision to make–either trust her and claim her, or send her away for good.

Bobbie – She’s a club girl whose purpose is to satisfy the men, but there’s only one man she wants–the president of Desert Rebels. He avoids her until the pain of seeing him with every other woman causes her to leave. But leaving doesn’t keep her from getting into trouble with the club, and soon she’s right back where she started. Distrust and betrayal comes between them, but Bobbie’s determined to prove to Demon that she can be the old lady that he needs.

Enjoy an Excerpt

I dropped the towel and reached for my panties.

“You’ve lost weight.”

I screamed and grabbed my tee, bringing it up to cover me. My eyes darted to the bed where the voice had come from, finding Demon sitting up against the headboard with his long legs crossed at the ankles. Relief and anger vied for first place in my emotions, but anger won out.

“What the fuck, Demon?! What are you doing here? How did you get in?” I watched him like a hawk as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and rose to his feet. A few short steps and he was stopping in front of me. I forced myself to hold his sharp, assessing gaze.

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His arrogance fueled my anger. “No. I’m not.” I so wanted to slip into my tee, feeling exposed in spite of the fact that I was holding the shirt against my body. He’d seen me naked before, but this situation felt far more intimate than when he’d watched as I’d tried to wash Roland off of me. His eyes hadn’t held that predatory, hungry look like they were now.

He took a threatening step closer. I took a step back, coming up against my dresser. I caught my breath, feeling a rush of heat envelop me. I did not want Demon; I didn’t want him to touch me. I hated him.

He leaned down close to my face.

“I caught you with our enemies, bitch. Considering the trouble we’ve had and the fact that you conveniently left the club right before all that shit went down, you look guilty as fuck.”

“You’re crazy!” I hissed. “My leaving had nothing to do with what happened at the clubhouse, or with your brothers. As for finding me with your enemies, they took me, asshole. One of those cages was mine!” I was trembling with emotion.

Something flickered in his eyes. “That may be, but there’s still too many unanswered questions right now. Until I get to the fucking truth you’ll be a guest of Desert Rebels.”

“Fuck you, Demon! Get out!”

“Maybe if you hadn’t run, I wouldn’t be here now,” he growled, so close to me I could feel his breath against my face.

About the Author: Tory Richards is an Amazon bestselling author who writes smut with a plot. Born in Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida where she went to school, married, and raised her daughter. She’s retired from Disney and spends her time with family and friends, traveling, and writing.

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Love at First Sight by Tory Richards – FREE BOOK GIVEAWAY

Long and Short Reviews welcomes Tory Richards who is celebrating the recent release of Ruthless, the first book in her Nomad Outlaws Trilogy. As a special gift, Tory is giving all of our readers a free copy of Phantom Riders MC – Hawk, the first book in her Phantom Riders Trilogy. See below for details.

Love at First Sight

Do you believe in love at first sight? I believe in lust at first sight, but love, that’s a whole other emotion. It takes time, work; compromise and the ability to overlook flaws, we all have them, to grow to love someone. When I first met Earl, at a church dance no less, I felt an instant connection. As if we’d known each other in another life. Okay, I see you rolling your eyes out there, but it’s true. There was just something about him, and I knew he was going to be an important person in my life.

Our relationship grew slowly, which is probably why we had seventeen years together before he passed. We dated and got to know each other, traveled, met each other’s families and friends, and in time our feelings grew into love. The kind of love that can destroy you when that other person is gone from you. I remember telling him once that I knew he was going to hurt me, and he did. Not in the physical sense, but when he passed away. This March will be six years.

Love at first sight? I’m sure exists. Some of my characters fall into instant love. But not the characters in RUTHLESS. I wouldn’t even say it’s instant lust, although there is a strong attraction between them. I think it’s more about survival for them. RUTHLESS is my newest MC romance release, and book 1 of my Nomad Outlaws Trilogy. It’s a standalone, and does NOT end in a cliffhanger.

Four years ago Rebel ruined Ginger by claiming her to keep them both alive, and then she disappeared. Bike Week at Daytona Beach brings them back together. He’s a dangerous nomad. A ruthless killer. But he’s her addiction, and she’s his. Can they keep the past where it belongs and move forward, or is it too late?

Enjoy an Excerpt

I grabbed Ginger by the hand and pulled her out of the room, down the hall and to the bathroom. Her resistance was futile, her fear unimportant. I knew what I had to do, and if she were smart, she’d realize it, too. If she wanted to live. I opened the bathroom door and yanked her inside, thanking f**k that I found it empty. It was filthy, but better than nothing, and it had a shower that everyone used when they felt the need to be clean, which wasn’t often.

Ginger spun around when I shut the door, the look of a trapped animal in her pretty blues. I ignored her growing terror, steeling myself for what I had to do. Even behind closed doors I had to make it real, had to be convincing that I was an unfeeling bastard. I saw her swallow, could see her tits rising and falling rapidly as the fear of the unknown overwhelmed her. She was expecting the worst, preparing herself to do whatever she had to do to survive.

“Take off your clothes.” I kept my tone harsh, indifferent to her growing panic.

She shook her head vigorously and stepped back, slamming hard against the cracked porcelain sink. A nervous cry escaped her, and her eyes were wild as she took in her surroundings and realized that there was no escape. Her gaze touched on the door behind me before meeting my eyes.
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“Please‒”

“Take off your f**king clothes,” I said in an uncaring, demanding tone. “You’re filthy, and not in a way that gets my dick hard. Now undress.” I removed my cut and the t-shirt beneath it. “In fact, I think I’ll join you.” Her eyes nearly popped out of her head at that. “If you’re not undressed by the time I’m out of my clothes, you won’t like the consequences.” I kicked off my boots as my hands went to the front of my pants.

About the Author: Tory Richards is a fun-loving grandma who writes smut with a plot. Born in 1955 in the small town of Milo, Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida, where she went to school, married, and raised her daughter. For many years life got in the way of her dreams. She’s been published since 2005, and has since retired from Disney to focus on family, friends, travel and writing.

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Winter Blogfest: Tory Richards

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Santa Clause

Since I’m pretty sure that no one young enough to still believe in Santa Clause would read this post I thought I’d be safe with the topic. I remember when my daughter first asked me if there was a Santa Clause, and I’d replied by asking her if she believed in him. When she’d answered yes, I told her that was all that mattered. I knew that eventually she’d find out; though I hadn’t counted on her very own aunt telling her there was no Santa while she was only in first grade.

Well, now her daughter knows there’s no Santa Clause and that mommy and daddy are the ones who buy all those gifts. Funny, but my daughter and I were just talking about it the other day. Alivia is ten and I asked Michelle if she thought it was funny that Alivia still believed in Santa. Low and behold a week later Alivia comes home from school and asks her mom about it. Apparently one of her friends told her there was no Santa. Michelle told Alivia the truth, but asked her not to tell her five-year-old brother. Yeah, we’ll see how long that lasts.

The news that there was no Santa Clause hit Alivia hard. After all she’d firmly believed in him, and the traditions around him. I mean, Ernie the Elf visits us every year right after Thanksgiving. I’m sure her little mind is thinking about the tooth fairy and Easter bunny, too. It was time for her to learn the truth, but a sad time, too. A little of her innocence is gone now.

However, she didn’t miss an opportunity the other day when she told her mom that she wants a hoverboard. Michelle said there was no way she was going to buy her a $300 hoverboard for Christmas so Alivia said, “Fine, I’ll just ask Santa.” Lol

I hope that all of you who celebrate Christmas have a wonderful and safe holiday! Thanks for letting me visit with you today. I hope that you’ll take a moment to check out my next big release, which comes out the end of this month. Pre-order is available at Amazon.
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Club trouble won’t keep Rock from bringing his son and Allie home.

Rock’s the VP of Phantom Riders MC. Dangerous. Unpredictable. Ruthless. A killer who’ll stop at nothing to keep what’s his. And he wants Allie and their son.

Allie had given Rock her virginity, and then ran away when she got pregnant. Seven years later he shows up at her door, demanding his son, and claiming her.

About the Author: Tory Richards is a fun-loving grandma who writes smut. Born in 1955 in the small town of Milo, Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida. Today she lives with her daughter and her family. She has her own woman-cave which she shares with four felines whose main goal in life is getting as much cat hair on everything that they can.
Penning stories by hand and then on manual typewriter at the age of thirteen, Tory was a closet writer until the encouragement of her family prompted her into submitting to a publisher. She’s been published since 2005, and has since retired from Disney to focus on family and writing.

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Two Kinds of Writers by Tory Richards – Guest Blog and Free Book

Long and Short Reviews welcomes Tory Richards.

Two Kinds of Writers
Let me stress from the beginning that this is my personal opinion and comes from my thoughts based on posts I’ve recently read on social media. I’m sure there are writers out there who would argue with my comment that there are two kinds of writers out there. I’m not talking about fiction or nonfiction. I’m not talking about genres. I’m talking about the reasons behind why we write.

I have always said that I write for me. I’ve always looked at writing as a hobby, a kind of therapy if you will. I’ve been doing it since I was ten, starting on notebook paper before graduating on a manual typewriter, electric one a few years later, and finally the computer. Technology has made writing so much easier and I’d be the first one to confess that I wouldn’t be published today if it didn’t exist.

I write because I’m breathing. I am part of everything that I have written. I enjoy sharing my stories, and yes, I enjoy every little royalty check, but that’s not why I write. I write because it’s my passion. If it became a job I probably wouldn’t write another word.

That brings me to what I believe to be the second kind of writer, the writer who wants to earn a living at it. There’s nothing wrong with that, and I applause the authors who have been able to do that. It’s a handful compared to all the published authors out there. Stephen King, Nora Roberts, JK Rowling and Jackie Collins to name a few. Their success seems beyond reach for most of us, and it probably is. Yet some aspire to reach those levels. It’s an ambitious endeavor that takes time and commitment.

Time and commitment, and let’s face it, a lot of luck. I’m just having fun at it but I wish all those writers out there who’d like to quit that day job and make a living out of it the best of luck.

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To piggyback on what I’m having fun at I’d like to talk about my latest release, His Possession. It released in May, and is an erotic, biker romance.

6_2 tory book cover Raze is a member of the Wreckers MC, sentenced to life for a crime he didn’t commit, all because of the damning words of his best friend’s little sister. New evidence surfaces, proving him innocent, and once he’s released he’s determined to find the woman responsible. It doesn’t matter that they had history, doesn’t matter that he’s wanted her for the better part of a decade. Rosa’s betrayal had cost him three years of freedom, and he wants retribution.

Enjoy an excerpt:

Once inside the small kitchen I went to the cupboard, where I knew the fucking booze was kept. I grabbed the first bottle of unopened whisky and started to reach for a glass before deciding that I didn’t need it. I needed more than a fucking shot to fuel me for what I wanted to do to Rosa. I couldn’t let her get to me. I wouldn’t. We may never have acted on our feelings for each other, but we both had known they were there.

Well, the time for acknowledgement had fucking lapsed. Her betrayal had sealed her fate, and I was ready to make her pay. I downed about three shots worth, letting the raw burn settle in my gut and fuel my hate. Running the back of my hand across my mouth, I headed for the bedroom where Rosa was locked up, thinking about her pretty face as she’d sat on the stand condemning me, hearing again her tearful words as she’d sworn that I had done the killing, and recalling the silent plea in her eyes as she’d stared at me. I’d understood then that she didn’t believe what she was saying, yet it hadn’t stopped her from lying.

I came to her door, turned the lock, and opened it. Rosa turned from the window she’d been staring out of, tear tracks lining her smooth, olive-toned cheeks. Even in her disheveled state she was fucking beautiful. Her midnight hair was shiny and half tumbling down to her shoulders. I let my gaze wander lazily down her full curves, taking in the slight changes that had occurred since I’d seen her last. She was soft and ripe, and I was going to devour her.

She took a hesitant step toward me. “How many men have you fucked, Rosa?” I asked from the doorway. My question startled her, and she halted abruptly. I could see the confusion shimmering in her eyes. Her brows furrowed. Those sweet, full lips parted as she opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out.

“How many men have been between your legs in the last three years?” I snarled, baring my teeth. She stepped back against the window in fear.
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She began to shake her head. “No one,” she whispered. “There’s been no one since—”

“I was locked up?”

Tears swelled in her fucking eyes. “Raze, I’m so sorry—”

“No!” I was on her before she could finish. “You don’t fuckin’ get to say sorry, as if that will make it all go away,” I gritted into her upraised face, upraised because my hand was in her hair, pulling her head back so that she was forced to look into my eyes. I could so easily snap her neck if I wanted to. “Three fucking years, Rosa. For three fucking years your lies kept me behind bars, kept me from my club.” I swung her around and crushed her against the window, moving my mouth next to her ear. “Kept me from fucking.”

Keeping her pinned, I reached for the zipper at the top of her dress and pulled it all the way down her back. When it stopped at the top of her luscious ass I took the parted material in my hands and ripped it the rest of the way open until her whole fucking backside was exposed. I ignored her gasp, taking in the smooth slopes of her rounded ass, naked because of the thong she had on. Lust slammed into me like a freight train at the sight of all that curvy flesh. I wanted to squeeze it until she was branded with the imprint of my hand, leaving no doubt as to who she fucking belonged to.

How many times over the last decade had I imagined fucking Rosa?

“Then I guess we’re both overdo, “I grated into her ear.

About the Author: 6_2 tory author page
Tory Richards is a fun-loving grandma who writes smut. Born in 1955 in the small town of Milo, Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida. Today she lives with her daughter and her family. She has her own woman-cave which she shares with four felines whose main goal in life is getting as much cat hair onto everything that they can.

Penning stories by hand and then on manual typewriter at the age of thirteen, Tory was a closet writer until the encouragement of her family prompted her into submitting to a publisher. She’s been published since 2005, and has since retired from Disney where she can focus on family, traveling, and life in general.

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Winter Blogfest: Holiday Reflections by Tory Richards

This post is part of Long and Short Reviews Winter Blogfest. Leave a comment for a chance to win a $10 Amazon GC.

Holiday Reflections
With the holiday season upon us, and I near my 60th birthday, I’ve begun to reflect on my past Thanksgiving and Christmas’s as I was growing up. The excitement around the holidays, the traditions, some of which have continued through the years. The sadness of those who used to share the holidays with me and have now passed on.

One of my earlier memories is of my dad and me going into the woods in search of the perfect little Christmas tree. Everything was white with snow and so cold and I remember we were weighted down with boots, heavy clothes, hats, scarves and gloves. We settled on a four foot tree, hardly worth the effort but that memory has always stayed with me and given me a sense of warmth and peace during the holidays.

Thanksgiving, which is my favorite holiday, brings back memories of spending time with my mom and step-dad, sister and niece. Even though we lived within 5 minutes of each other, there was always something special about that day. For once our schedules were conducive to us all be under the same roof at the same time. Mom would spend a week baking pies, cookies and homemade bread. Her cornbread dressing and giblet gravy was the best! My sister learned how to make her dressing, while I adopted the sausage bread dressing from my mother-in-law. The aromas that greeted me when first entering my parent’s house, the smiling faces and excitement of the kids, and ton of food, kept all of us satisfied as we spent the day reminiscing about our year.

Times change and over the years I’ve lost my dad and mom but my little family still has our traditions that bring us all together. Spouses and grandkids have come along. Though we can’t make it work on Christmas day, we do still get together for Thanksgiving. I’m in charge of the turkey and homemade dressing, while my daughter and niece split up the other table must-haves. The girls, the grandkids, and I still have our special before Christmas get together every year to enjoy dinner and open up our gifts to one another.

Traditions might change over the years because people move away, or pass away, but you learn to adapt and make new ones that work for everyone. I hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday season!

Did you know that I have a holiday romance out? A Soldier’s Promise takes place during Thanksgiving, and Christmas, at a snowy Vermont farm where a large family has gathered to celebrate. The romance is between a Marine home on leave, and his brother’s young widow, a woman he’s been in love with for years. They struggle with their feelings for one another, while trying to keep a promise they made to the same man.
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Keeping promises is important to Ryan, but keeping his promise to his younger brother David will be hard. David’s final wish is for Ryan to watch over his wife and daughter, but Ryan’s been in love with Shannon for years. This holiday season, Ryan will learn he can keep his promise and still have his heart’s desire.

About the Author: Tory Richards is a fun-loving grandma who writes smut. Born in 1955 in the small town of Milo, Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida. Today she lives with her daughter and her family. She has her own woman-cave which she shares with four felines whose main goal in life is getting as much cat hair on everything that they can.

Penning stories by hand and then on manual typewriter at the age of thirteen, Tory was a closet writer until the encouragement of her family prompted her into submitting to a publisher. She’s been published since 2005, and has since retired from Disney to focus on family and writing.

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Animals in Romance

You probably think that when I say animals in romance I’m talking about werewolves. I wish! Werewolf stories are hot. But I have yet to venture down that road. No, when I say animals in romance, I’m talking about your typical household pets.

I’m an animal lover. I have three furry felines of my own. And each one is as different as the next. They have their own little personalities and quirks. And they’re entertaining. Because of that, you’re going to find an animal of some kind in a lot of my books. And not just in the background, either.

They can bring a lot of character to a plot.

In Cupid’s Arrow, it was a dog that brought Emma and Mike together for the first time. In my first book with Whiskey Creek Press, Cupid’s Arrow didn’t have a very big role in the story but the concept certainly gave me something to think about, and the possibilities were endless. If a person is going through heart discover address sildenafil price related problems then you must get in touch with the doctor so that if any inconvenience occurs then you could have an instant help from their side. He bought Kamagra gel http://amerikabulteni.com/2011/09/25/ohio-mosque-designed-to-blend-in-not-stand-out-according-to-report/ cialis 20 mg Australia and started using it on the internet. You can avail the advantage of buying buy cheap levitra amerikabulteni.com them even at a discount if you are buying in bulk. Several tests are needed to find generic levitra out this sexual disorder and live a miserable life. It was like a light bulb going off. 🙂

I came to realize that animals can play an important role in stories. After all, we have them in real life, too. And with the right script they can be just as entertaining as the hero and heroine. You can use them to your advantage and their presence, under the right circumstances, is a great page filler.

Annie had a mynah bird named Harold in All the Right Moves. He added a lot of humor to the story and was a source of annoyance to the hero. Come to think of it he annoyed Annie, too, when in the mornings the first thing out of his beak was “You need a man”! I mean, can you imagine waking up in the bed of a handsome stud, to hear your pet bird saying something like that?

When the contract was over with the first publisher and I received the book rights back, I added over 20,000 words of new content including a whole new last chapter. It’s being considered for print publication with a new publisher. Keep your fingers crossed! I’d love to see this book go into print.

One of my little felines, Rufus, made his debut in It’s All in the Jeans. If it hadn’t been for him getting stuck up a tree Logan and Libby might never have met. Some, ah, interesting discoveries were made while they were rescuing Rufus from that tree.

A white wolf was our hero’s cabin companion in Someone to Love Me, a story that takes place in the Alaskan wilderness, and a mischievous dog named Dammit came between Mike and Maggie in Wicked Desire.

As an animal lover it’s cool reading romances that have pets in them.