It's....RELEASE DAY!!!! :D I'm so excited, I just need to celebrate with you all.  So here's what we're going to do. I'm gonna have a little party, somewhere I've never partied before. On twitter. And yes, I'm totally, shamelessly, copying EL James' idea with the #Ask thing, but it worked so well for her that I... All right, I'll behave. <eg> But in all seriousness, I think it could be fun. So join me on twitter! https://twitter.com/BSommerland or find the Cobras, who will be getting a lot more active! https://twitter.com/DartmouthCobras And if you haven't grabbed GOAL LINE yet, here's the links: AMAZON - http://bit.ly/goallineKIN Kobo - http://bit.ly/goallineKOBO B&N - http://bit.ly/goallineNOOK iTunes - http://bit.ly/goallineITUNES I'll be giving away prizes all over the place today, so make sure to comment, share, and most importantly, join me on Twitter! Let's make this the best release EV

Forward Pass by Desiree Holt Genre: Erotic Contemporary Sports Romance Amazon   Kensington   Kobo  iTunes B&N   Get Ready to Play Rough Shay Beckham grew up idolizing her brother’s best friend, star quarterback Joe Reilly. There was no one in their Texas town who had the moves to match Joe on or off the field. Years later, he’s still a player who has what it takes to drive any hot-blooded woman wild. But Shay isn’t a kid with a bad case of hero-worship anymore. She’s grown-up and independent, with her feet on the ground and a serious head on her shoulders. If she could just say the same for Joe. It’s been fifteen years, but Joe Reilly hasn’t forgotten the skinny little kid who used to follow him around like a shadow. What he can’t get over is that the skinny shadow has grown into one hell of an incredible woman. One any man in his right mind would kill to get his hands on. And one who seems to be completely immune to him. He knows he and Shay coul

Here's the last sneak peek for Goal Line before its release in just over a week! :) In other news, I'm flying down to Vegas today. Wish me luck!  And ENJOY! Excerpt: Oriana relaxed into the mattress, taking a moment to watch her infuriating, yet wonderful men prepare for the scene with the same harmony they’d once had on the ice. Sloan still held the dagger, but he acted almost as though he’d forgotten her as he observed Max lighting a few red candles—not for light, the room was bright enough and Sloan wouldn’t do a scene like this in the dark. They added some ambiance, but Max put one on the nightstand by the first aid kit, within Sloan’s reach, meaning blades wouldn’t be the only things on her flesh tonight. While Max shifted his attention from the candles to the Beatbox on the dresser, putting on a playlist of haunting classical music, Sloan turned his dark gaze to Oriana. In black jeans and a dark blue T-shirt, his black hair mussed up and a slanted smile

Here's the second sneak peek. This is a pretty big spoiler, so go no further if you don't want to know what's happening with Pischlar and White. Of course, even this doesn't give you the full story. ;)    The flight to New York was short, but they’d been sitting on the plane, waiting for clearance to take off for what seemed like forever. Shawn slid the window cover up to look out at the runway, counting the planes ahead of them and trying to guess how much time they had left. The pilot had announced a twenty-minute delay. Twice. The engine growled and the plane shifted forward. White grabbed Shawn’s knee. “Please close the window, man.” Not even bothering to ask why, Shawn slid the cover down. White always hated flying, but some flights were worse than others. And the bruising grip on Shawn’s knee made it clear that this would be a bad one. He had a few tricks to distract White—on a trip to LA, he’d actually read to the man until he p

I love you all so much. On asking who you'd want to see and giving you three choice, your replies were so touching for all three of them that I've made a decision! <g> I'm gonna put up THREE different excerpts from the choices over the next week! I figure every two day you get a taste of Goal Line. Then I disappear to Vegas and won't be around much.  Since they're the hero and heroine of Goal Line, we'll start with Dominik and Sahara! Excerpt from GOAL LINE (The Dartmouth Cobras #7) Dominik leaned over her, stroking her side, his eyes telling her he sensed she was in the right place for them to move forward. He smiled when she nodded. “Good. Now, the tape will give you the illusion of restraint, but if you really need to be free, all you have to do is pull hard.” She bit her lip, wondering why he’d wanted to make it so easy. She’d had real restraints at the club. “I won’t.” “We’ve never played before, Sahara. Don’t