Saturday Spankings – Abel’s Discovery

December 19, 2014 Posted by Patricia Green

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Saturday Spankings

cover the blacksmith's brideIt’s almost Christmas! Are you ready? I don’t celebrate Christmas, but I do celebrate the solstice, in my own fashion, so we put some lights up to scare away the darkness. Fortunately, this does not involve ladders and roofs.

For today’s Saturday Spanking, I’m sharing a bit from The Blacksmith’s Bride, my book from “The Sons of Johnny Hastings” box set. These books, and The Blacksmith’s Bride are historical westerns. In this segment, Abel is spanking Sunny, and he finds out something unexpected.

Sobbing, low and plaintive, gave him pause. He nearly stopped, but her bottom was barely red, and only in spots, bright blotches of color muted by the gloom of the shed. Abel was distracted by the sound and his aim was off, so he caught her between the legs instead of on the bottom proper. The sound was muffled, not the sharp slap that proved her bottom was target. Instead, she sounded wet. How could that be? He wanted to touch her there, to find out whether she truly was excited by this situation, by her bare behind showing blatantly and the heat on her backside. Had all of that been titillating for her?

I hope you have a lovely Saturday and that your last-minute shopping is not stressful. Happy Holidays!

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Liza O’Connor Provides A Right to Love

December 18, 2014 Posted by Patricia Green

Here’s something new for you. I don’t think I’ve ever shared Liza O’Connor’s wonderful writing with you before. I met Liza through the Science Fiction Romance Brigade on Facebook, but I have also seen her around the ‘net, commenting on romance authors’ sites and talking about books, writing, and her life. Liza is a very interesting person, dedicated, driven, and with a wonderfully acerbic sense of humour. I recommend Liza to you, knowing that you’ll enjoy what she has written as much as I’ve enjoyed knowing her.

Here’s Liza, in her own words…

Liza O'Connor - A Right to LoveToday, I would like to introduce you to Jacko B. Goodnow. Some of you who are reading The Adventures of Xavier & Vic, the Late Victorian Sleuth Series, have already met the handsome gypsy pirate. In Book Two, the Missing Partner, Xavier Thorn goes missing. Vic engages Jacko to rescue a suffragette from Bedlam and then help her find her missing partner.

Jacko not only achieves both objectives, but falls in love with the suffragette’s beautiful daughter, Alice. But she is a grand lady and he is a gypsy pirate.

This is their love story…

 

 

 

 

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Jacko, a gypsy with a great love for stealing, rescues a suffragette from Bedlam. Upon returning the elderly woman to safety, he meets her blue-stocking daughter. Alice has decided she prefers managing her estate farms over London society. She is resigned to never marry until the handsome and surprisingly wealthy man with a dark past and several identities steals her heart.

 

 

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“May I help as well?” Jacko whispered to her. “I’m very good with a knife.”

Alice laughed and retrieved another knife from the rack. She returned to the table and moved closer to him so they could share the same cutting board.

She handed him a carrot and then paused in her cutting until he was ready to begin.

Jacko laughed. “You wish to race?”

Her eyebrows rose with a challenge.

“I did tell you I’m very fine with a knife…”

“Stop bragging and start cutting.”

Jacko focused on his carrot, cutting a thin slice off lengthwise and then hacking it into thin slivers before moving it to the side and slicing off the next piece.

He glanced at his competitor’s efforts and discovered she had her carrot almost done, except had yet to dice the circles.

Unable to determine who was winning, he returned his attention to his carrot and focused on speed and accuracy.

When he finished, he looked up to discover Alice watching him with admiration. A neat pile of tiny carrot cubes lay on her part of the cutting board.

He smiled. “You are also good with a knife. I bear no shame in my defeat.”

“Nor should you. Watch.” She took the cutting board to May. “Which is better for Mother’s soup?”

May pointed to Jacko’s pile. “The others will take too long to soften. I can put them in the eggs if you wish.”

“Yes, please.” She returned to the table and handed Jacko half a green squash. “Again.”

This time she tried to mimic his technique, which resulted in him having time to admire Alice. The lady was most comfortable with a knife.

As they continued finely dicing vegetables for the soup, Jacko glanced at her. “Can you safely talk and dice?”

Alice laughed. “Yes. I’ve been talking and cutting vegetables most of my life.”

“An odd occupation for a young lady of wealth.”

He noticed she paused in her cutting before replying. “My stepfather, the man who placed my mother in that hell-hole from which you saved her, is, to be blunt, a monster of the worst kind. The kitchen was the safest place in my house. And I’ve never cared to be idle, so Addie, our London cook, taught me how to cut. She said if ever there was a young girl needing to know the handling of a knife, it was me.”

Jacko could hear both anger and pride in her voice. Anger at the beast who threatened her in her very home, and pride at the skill she had acquired.

His emotions ran in unison with hers. He had a great desire to return to London and slice Mr. Carson into finely diced meat.

Alice’s hand rested on his cutting arm. “I sense your rage, but if it is for my sake, I beg you to release it. I do not want bloodshed in my name, no matter how much the man may deserve it. You have served me the best way possible by bringing my mother home. I pray you to do nothing else.”

Jacko stared at her in shock. “So you carry the gift of reading minds, as well?”

She smiled as her hand tightened affectionately on his arm. “I cannot read your mind, but I’m good at reading expressions and carnage.”

He frowned in confusion at her ‘carnage’ comment. She nodded toward the yellow squash he had been cutting.

He looked at the pile of yellow pulp and rolled his eyes. He had murdered the poor thing.

 

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A Right to Love

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A Right to Love is a spin off of the Adventures of Xavier & Vic Sleuth series.

Humorous, Late Victorian, Romantic Sleuth series:

Book 1
The Troublesome Apprentice

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Book 2
The Missing Partner

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Book 3
The Mesmerist

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All Free with Amazon Unlimited

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Liza O’Connor was raised badly by feral cats, left the South/Midwest and wandered off to find nicer people on the east coast. There she worked for the meanest man on Wall Street, while her psychotic husband tried to kill her three times. (So much for finding nicer people.) Then one day she declared enough, got a better job, divorced her husband, and fell in love with her new life where people behaved normally. But all those bad behaviors has given her lots of fodder for her humorous romances. Please buy these books, because otherwise, she’ll become grumpy and write troubled novels instead. They will likely traumatize you.

You have been warned.

FOR MORE INFORMATION ABOUT

LIZA O’CONNOR

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Liza’s Blog and Website
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Thanks, Liza, for joining us here today. You always make me smile.

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