January 2010 On Sale: January 1, 2010 384 pages ISBN: 0061894451 EAN: 9780061894459 Mass Market Paperback $7.99 Add to Wish List Paranormal, Romance Anthology Buy at Amazon.com “Other” Cupid stories Bitten by Cupid by Jaime Rush, Pamela Palmer, Lynsay Sands New York Times bestselling author Lynsay Sands and Avon Books rising stars Pamela Palmer and Jaime Rush bring readers Valentine’s Day tales with a bite. Vampire Valentine by Lynsay Sands Mirabeau LaRouche knew she had a job to do, but she never expected her assignment to take her through New York CityŒs dark, dank underground-in her bridesmaid gown, no less! And when her partner turns out to be mortal private investigator Tiny McGraw, Mireabeau knows itŒs no ordinary CupidŒs arrow that has struck her heart this ValentineŒs Day. Hearts Untamed by Pamela Palmer Ten years ago Zeeland left D.C. to join the Therian Guard, needing to put some distance between himself and the still- too-young Julianne. Now he’s returned, in the midst of a Valentine’s celebration to find Julianne more beautiful than ever, still angry at him for leaving, and up to her lovely eyebrows in an intrigue that threatens both of their immortal lives. Kiss and Kill Cupid by…
There is a fine line between creativity and clinical pathology. I can say this with some conviction because the love of my life is a psychologist and he knows about these things. The whole topic came up one day as I was readying myself to sally forth to find a nice coffee pub that would keep me supplied with caffeine and sugar while I casually wrote a best-selling novel before lunch (one can dream, can’t they?). As I said my good-byes, I flippantly remarked, “I’m off to play with my imaginary friends.” The look on my love’s face was a Kodak moment, I can tell you that. And it stopped me in my tracks. “What?” I asked, not seeing anything alarming or unusual in the repartee up to that point. “You do know,” he answered sounding rather serious, “that to many of my colleagues you would be an annuity.” “Hey, look on the bright side,” I parried. “With me you don’t have to choose between business and pleasure.” Then I turned serious myself. “Fix whatever you can. God knows, I need it, but don’t mess with this.” I handed him a copy of my novel, WANNA GET LUCKY? He read…