Hi, it's Casey. I'm taking over here at Spanking Romance Reviews today.
Halloween is coming! Have I mentioned I love to dress up? Seems I have been obsessed with playing dress up since I was a kid. Reflecting on my past Halloween costumes I have realized they were largely based on the type of skirt that accompanied them. I was a witch two years in a row (I think that had something to do with the pointy hat though as I don't remember my witch dress being all that appealing). Then I was a cheerleader (pleated skirt!), a can-can dancer (lots of tulle! Cute tights!), a gypsy (skirt made of scarves that lifted up when I spun in a circle!), a ballerina (hello, tutu!), and I know there were a few princesses thrown in there- I had a thing for tiaras too.
Other than dressing up and free candy the whole Halloween season sort of scares me. I don't like horror movies. I don't like being scared. I don't like spooky things jumping out at me. I am really afraid of the dark.
So I wrote a book that has zombies in it. That makes sense, right?
Whatever, it's fun, and it's got spankings and some hot sex. What else do you want? Oh, zombie killings? Yeah it's got that too.
Cursed Waters Excerpt:
Roxy lifted her head up and realized she was definitely not alone. There were about half a dozen people milling around on the sidewalks. Slowly, milling around, as if they were out for a stroll, as if they weren't walking in a hurricane, almost as if they were zombies. She quickly shook herself, no, not that, there was no such thing.
Trying to keep her head up, so she could avoid running into anyone, the rain and wind whipped against her face and stung her eyes. She squinted, trying to clear her vision, then let out a yelp as her feet tangled in a fallen branch. Roxy saw the sidewalk advancing towards her and she placed her hands out in front to brace for her fall. Her palms and knees stung as the skin scraped away on the rough concrete of the sidewalk.
She felt hands on her waist, lifting her off the hard, wet sidewalk. She panicked and tried to remember what Seaweed had told her about fighting zombies. Failing to recall any zombie fighting techniques, Roxy turned and swung at her attacker, fists flying. Her wrists were caught before she ever landed one punch. Surprised, she looked up into Trevor's angry glare.
“Are you nuts?” he yelled. Roxy barely heard him over the sounds of the whipping wind.
Her heart was pounding and she was too stunned to answer his question. She saw one of the slow walkers coming up behind Trevor and gestured for him to turn around. It was a man, his features drawn and gaunt, he looked past them as if not even seeing them blocking his way. Roxy pulled on Trevor's hands, which were still wrapped around her wrists, and the two of them ducked into a doorway of a storefront.
The slow moving man stumbled past them. Roxy and Trevor shot each other curious looks. Trevor stuck his head out of the alcove looking both ways up and down the sidewalk. He grabbed Roxy's elbow and jerked her back in the direction towards her apartment. She dug her heels in, pulling back, when Trevor spun around she gestured towards the flooded lot and her car. He shook his head and pulled her again. They got into a brief tug of war in the middle of the sidewalk. Roxy was pulling on Trevor with all her strength trying to get him to release her arms.
He pulled Roxy tight against him with one arm, slamming her into his muscly chest. He reached around with his other arm and placed a hard smack on her rain coat covered ass. Her eyes flew to his in surprise and her body stiffened. Trevor loosened his hold on her, but still gripping her elbow, he pulled her to follow behind him and this time she complied.
Cursed Waters Blurb:
Roxy Wilson is going through the motions. She's running her deceased grandmother's psychic readings shop, but she's not a psychic. Hoping to expand and just become a gift shop, she contacts her ex-boyfriend, Trevor Dale. Only she doesn't anticipate the feelings she's still having for him after four years of separation.
Trevor could never get Roxy out of his system, and now with her so close to him again, he's reluctant to let her go. But a 40 year- old curse involving evil spells and zombies overtaking the small, seaside town of Ocean Pointe may put a stop to any sort of romantic reunion.
Can Roxy and Trevor break the curse and save their town from zombies? Find out in Cursed Waters!
Warning: This book contains spankings and anal play between two consenting adults. If you are offended by this subject matter, please do not read this.