Notes from Sierra
Hello, everyone! I can't believe the summer is almost over -- with all the rain we had in July, it feels like it just got here! It's been a lovely summer up in Maine, though, and it was really nice to see family and friends.
On the other hand, with August over it's been easier to settle back into a regular working schedule, and the first thing on the list was to clean up my website, with a crisper, hopefully less cluttered look, and I'm finally getting my blog updated and more organized. (see below for a special blog contest this week -- stop by and let me know what you think of the new look!)
GREAT NEW REVIEWS!
 The Dragon's Heir collection has been racking up all kinds of accolades! A Best Book award from Whipped Cream Reviews -- and a Book of the Week as chosen by WCR readers! Thanks to everyone who came out and voted!
WCR reviewer Holly wrote, "Sierra Dafoe has created a fantastic world, where dragons live and love in a myriad of ways. Her characters are deeply passionate, and extremely well drawn... She makes Dragon’s Heir an experience to delight the senses."
 Dragon's Heir also picked up five blue ribbons from Romance Junkies! "Once again, Ms. Dafoe does an incredible job with her writing. Her love scenes are scorching, and her descriptions of the planet are incredibly realistic. All in all, I would recommend this series to anyone who enjoys a smoking hot romance."
What a lovely review! You can pick up your copy of Dragon's Heir for only $8.99 -- just click here!
 And the Call of the Wild books have been getting some rave reviews, too! ParaNormal Romance gave Call of the Wild a Recommended Read -- and Call of the Wild 2: The Wolf Queen picked up a Reviewer Top Pick at PNR, too!
Reviewer Missy writes, "Ms. Dafoe does it again. The Wolf Queen picks up right where Call of the Wild left off. The love scenes are well written and hot!! Be sure to read Call of the Wild first, you will add it to your keeper shelf!!"
SHIFTER SISTERS NOW AVAILABLE!
 Yup, it's the return of Luna, Tori, and Persia, our dynamic trio of paranormal girl-rockers! I'm so delighted to have the Shifter Sisters trilogy out as an e-collection -- these ladies are definitely three of my favorite characters to date :-)
And the reviewers apparently agree! The Shifter Sisters novellas picked up a Staff Pick from Romance Junkies, a Reviewer Top Pick from Night Owl Romance, and a Recommended Read from Two Lips Reviews! You can get your copy right here, or scroll down for a naughty excerpt!
CHATS THIS MONTH
Thursday, Sept. 3: Romance Excerpts Only
All day on the Romance Excerpts Only loop, check out my latest excerpts and a special one-day contest!
Thursday, Sept. 10th: FARChatters
I'll be chatting from from noon to 5 at Fallen Angel Reviews loop -- stop on by!
Sunday, Sept. 20th: Sunday with Sierra!
Join me for our monthly Sunday with Sierra at my readers club -- come play from noon to 3 pm eastern!
BLOG CONTEST!
All this week, from Sept. 1 to Sept. 7th, anyone who stops by my blog and leaves a comment will be entered to win a free download of one of my single-title novellas -- your choice of title! Stop by daily; every comment counts as an entry! I'll be pulling the winner on Sept. 8th and announcing it on the blog. (This is also a good way for me to get back in the habit of blogging regularly -- I've been slacking! :p )
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SHIFTER SISTERS EXCERPT!
One's a canine. One's a cat. And one's a vampire who hates the sight of blood. Together, they're the Shifter Sisters, a hard-rocking band of misfits who stand by each other when the chips are down -- no matter how much the fur might fly the rest of the time!
Luna, the band's drummer and a werewolf by birth, has a talent for hooking up with men who only let her down -- until a sexy Irish songwriter convinces Lu she’s finally found The One. But how are you supposed to land the man of your dreams when you really do turn into a bitch at "that time of the month"? And can you ever find love while hiding half of who you are?
Tori hasn't exactly had a great time with men, either -- in fact, the last time she let a man steal her heart, she went to his bed a virgin and woke up a vampire. Now, though, she's being pursued by a wealthy, mysterious stranger, and Tori finally has to admit she's tempted. But what is up with Drake Foster? One minute, he's charming and witty; the next, he's arrogant, demanding, and even sexier than before. Is he just one more supernatural bastard out to fuck with her life -- or has Tori, all unwittingly, found two new chances at love?
Furious that Tori got the man she wanted, Persia is determined to find a beau who can outshine even Drake Foster. Which won't be easy; he'll have to be handsome, suave, sexy, romantic, powerful -- and rich. In the meantime, there's young, luscious Billy Gruff, a perfect consolation for her wounded pride. But when Billy takes her home to meet his brothers, Persia finds herself with an abundance of mouthwatering choices... enough choices to cool even this keyboard-playing kitten's wanderlust!
EXCERPTJesus!
Lu stared, swallowing convulsively, forgetting for a moment where she was or how she'd got there. Just inside the window she could see a small, sparsely furnished apartment -- a folding table, a stack of milk crates holding books and amplifier chords, a narrow bed...
And, sitting on it, the most gorgeous man she had ever seen.
Dressed in nothing but a faded pair of jeans, he sat, his long, agile fingers moving over the neck of a guitar. The music spilling from it was as entrancing as he was; a haunting, complex melody that sounded vaguely Irish. He looked Irish too, with that mass of unruly black curls, almost brushing his shoulders, and the sort of creamy-pale skin that only Irishmen seemed to have. A medallion dangled from a short thong about his neck, glinting in the light as he paused and leaned forward, jotting something in the spiral-bound notebook that lay open next to him on the bed. Then he went back to strumming the guitar.
Lu swallowed as she watched the tendons flex and release in his powerful forearms. They were dusted with a fine, silky black hair, and there were freckles sprinkled across his shoulders. He wasn’t as massive as Rick had been, not by a long shot -- Rick had been built like the proverbial brick shithouse. This man was lean, lean and rangy, with broad, sturdy shoulders and tight, bulging biceps.
He was singing softly to himself, but even so Lu could hear the way his voice rumbled in his throat, deep and warm -- and God, was it sexy. Her nipples hardened under the bib of her overalls just listening to him. He plucked a last chord from the guitar and fell silent, letting his hand dangle idly over the strings as he sat, staring intently at nothing, his black hair tumbling around his quiet face.
Then, with a sigh he put the guitar aside and stood. Outside, in the shadows, Lu sucked in an involuntary breath.
Whoever he was, he was built like a young god. His body tapered, all lean, hard muscle, from those broad shoulders to a deliciously narrow waist. Everything about him seemed carved of marble; the pronounced curve of his collarbones, the expanse of his chest, his tight, rippled abdomen with that enticing dip of navel. She could see the sensuous swell of muscle along his hipbone just above the faded denim of his jeans. And the same silky hair that dusted his forearms trickled in a black, beguiling line down the plane of his stomach.
Lu was suddenly aware of the dampness in her crotch, the hot, hungry thud of desire in her groin. God! How she wanted to trace that line of hair with one finger, follow its softness down to the hardness below...
Placing the guitar carefully in its stand, the man crossed to the window, and Lu slunk back further into the bushes. He stood, leaning against the frame as he stared out at the darkness.
He couldn't see her, could he? He certainly didn't appear to. There was a heaviness about him, a brooding quality that made her wonder what he was thinking. Who was he, anyway? The room was so bare it hardly even looked like he lived there. There wasn’t even so much as a poster on the walls.
Yeah, now there's a sign of stability, Lu. Christ! You really are attracted to losers.
But he didn't look like a loser. His face, shadowed softly by the light behind him, seemed both gentle and resolute. High, heavy cheekbones gave his face a look of determination, while his full, curved lips were expressively sensual. And his eyes... His eyes...
Lu pulled her thoughts back together with an effort. Blue. They were blue. A rich, deep cobalt, so dark it seemed almost black. Like an ocean, she thought distractedly, like deep, open ocean...
What would it be like to have them looking at her? Lu gulped at the thought, almost grateful they weren't. He was looking out absently, his gaze turned inward, his thoughts appearing to be miles and miles away.
Then he ran a hand across his chest, brushing lightly at his nipples. Lu swallowed, feeling the warmth in her crotch flare upward. Slowly, he stroked his hand down the flat of his stomach. Lu watched, entranced, as his fingers trailed along that trickle of dark hair leading down from his belly button, and slid, with his palm flat against his belly, into his jeans.
Oh, Christ.
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