Tuesday, November 13, 2012

A Chance to win my new ebook--IN SARAH'S SHADOW

Yep, I'm at it again!!

NEW RELEASE!!! 

IN SARAH'S SHADOW!!


It's available NOW!
Amazon.com
Barnes and Noble
Smashwords

Wanna chance to win a download from SMASHWORDS? Wanna know what it's about?  Wanna read an excerpt?

Tomorrow (Nov. 14, 2012) check out Cassidy Kingston's blog and leave a comment with your e-mail address and you'll be eligible to win!

SOOOO!!!! What are you waiting for?  David and Roberta are waiting for you!! :)

Have a great day!

Hugs,
Harris.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

HIS FOR THE TAKING!!!!

NEW RELEASE!!

Yep, I've been neck deep in designing covers but I've stuck my head out of my whack-a-mole hole long enough to release a new book!

It's called, HIS FOR THE TAKING.


What's it's about?  Well I enjoyed THE UNWILLING BARONESS so much I thought I'd continue with the Regency genre for a while.

Here's the blurb:

Lady Julianna loves Lord Jonathan Denbigh. But is he deserving? Julianna's grandmother, Lady Chesterfield certainly doesn't think so but wants her granddaughter happy.

When Jonathan refuses to marry Julianna, Lady Chesterfield puts a ploy into motion that will see her granddaughter engaged by the end of the season. To one man or another...

And here's a little nibble:

Julianna walked the path, the soft purple rhododendron blooms leaving her heart to ache. For when she returned to Oak Park, they would be gone, the camellias would be finished, the azaleas done for another year. She would miss her favorite season, trapped in the Whitcomb’s townhouse, surrounded by Constance’s things and not her own.

But she would enjoy them now and she plucked a purple bloom and studied it, still walking. Still trying to enjoy the moment despite the ache in her heart.

As she turned the narrow cobbled path that led deeper into the back garden and toward the orchard, she heard the soft thud of hooves on the packed earth of the drive just beyond the garden wall. Looking up from her blossom, her heart lurched. For just beyond the stone fence, atop his dark stallion was Jonathan, the sun glinting off his dark blonde curls.

Her breath caught in her throat at the sight before. There was no joy in his countenance. His intense gaze pierced hers and sent her heart in to a spasm of rapid beats. Dear Lord, what did he want? Anxiety skittered across her skin and left her feeling light headed.

Still, she lifted her chin and refused to look away. If he had something to say, he had better say it. You're a Chesterfield. That in itself has you deserving more…

Her grandmother's words encouraged her and she held onto the quaking pride with all the strength she could. It was now or never for them. It was time to move forward…together or apart.

In a swift motion Jonathan jumped from Arion's back and over the fence. Her heart fluttered again. My but he was as graceful as a Lynx.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, cursing herself for the quiver in her voice. "You said all you needed to say last night."

He didn't respond, just kept coming toward her, his shoulders squared, his gaze unwavering. She recognized that look. One that promised determination and a stubbornness that rivaled the barnyard's most obstinate mule.

"Why are you here?" she asked, taking a step back, her body colliding painfully with a Pipperidge bush. He came ever closer, a stealthy cat ready to pounce.

And still she stood there, wanting him to touch her, needing him to erase the pain his indifference had caused.

Now upon her, he set his hands on her shoulders and pulled her to him, his mouth crushing hers as he drew her into a strong, heady embrace.

She yielded to his kiss, her mind spinning, all her senses sparking to life. She pressed herself against him, her hands upon his chest, her finger curling in the fabric of his jacket.

What was happening to her? Never in her life had she expected his kiss to send flames licking through her body. Her core tightened into an aching knot.

God knew she should push him away. She should slap his face and yet she opened her mouth wider to receive his probing tongue. More, damn him, she wanted more. Needed all of him. A low, deep groan slipped from her throat and she slid her hands up, up and around his neck, her fingers entwining the soft curls that brushed his collar.

His hands traced the length of her spine, urging her ever closer.

She felt her self falling, sinking into him, losing herself in the kiss she never believed would happen, but he pushed her away. With her vision still shrouded with lust, she looked in to his eyes, they were darker than she had ever seen them before. His broad chest rose and fell, his mouth a thin, angry line. "You see, we are nothing but friends."

There was a cold, callousness to his words and an iciness in his stare. "If you felt nothing, then you are right." Her heart threatened to burst but what shred of pride she had left, refused to give way. Lifting her hand she landed a heavy blow to his cheek, her fingers stinging as she pulled away. The look on his face one of utter shock, his mouth agape, his eyes alive with anger. "Now leave and don't come back." Tears blinded her. "And consider our bond of friendship dissolved. You are a cruel man."

Finally, her tears lost their battle with gravity and streamed down her cheeks.

"You can't mean that what your grandmother said is true." He sneered. "Surely, you're not in love with me."

"I said leave." She turned her back on him, shame and humiliation spiraled upward from the pit of her stomach. "I have nothing to say to you."

"Julianna—"

"If I ever loved you, I no longer do. You are not the man I believed you to be." She felt sick to her stomach, her entire body quaking with disappointment.

"I'm sorry, I thought…Damnation, I don't know what I thought!"

Lifting her skirts, Julianna rushed into the house leaving Jonathan behind. She didn't look back. She would never look back, it hurt too much. She determined with the slamming of the door, that he had most assuredly kissed her goodbye.


Where can you buy it?

Try these handy dandy links:

Amazon.com
Barnes and Noble
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Thanks for stopping by and have a SMASHING day!

Hugs,

Harris.

www.harrischanning.com




Sunday, April 15, 2012

Welcome Cassidy Kingston!

Today I'd like to introduce you to Cassidy Kingston! She's a super nice person and a darned good writer! The cover art is my first ever cover for Whiskey Creek Press and Cassidy was so nice to work with.

Okay, okay, I'll stop gushing now and share the blurb, sample chapter and author info. about her first release with WCP Torrid...TASTE OF LOVE...


Blurb:

Laken is a strong willed woman who is tortured by the fact that being a vampire is not all the books and movies make it out to be. Her maker, Richard, is a controlling one hundred and fifty year old vampire that makes fledglings to do all of his daily shores for him. The only human contact Laken has is with her nightly donors, hers is a gay man named Eric. After Eric has to leave town she end up with a new donor, Hayden. She is so drawn to Hayden she fears her maker will find out. Soon she discovers she is forming a blood bond with Hayden she is scared once the blood bond forms and Richard feels it that he will be angry with her.

This is the first in a series of short stories based on the five senses.

Excerpt:

Laken finished showering and got dressed in a light pink silk gown. She pulled her hair back into a loose braid and sat on the bed waiting on her donor to arrive. There was a light knock on the door. Laken opened the door and gasped at the man standing on the other side. He was easily six foot-five two hundred-fifty pounds of pure tanned muscle. He had light hair cut short and emerald green eyes.

“Can I come in?” He asked

“Um, oh yeah come on in. I’m Laken, what’s your name?”

“Hayden, I’m Hayden. Where would you like me? This is my first time so I’m kinds scared.”

“You can sit right here,” She said pulling the chair out from her makeup table “Don’t be scared, I only bite,” She said with a giggle.

This seemed to make him relax a little. She watched him as he sat down and looked around the room. He didn’t strike her as a druggie so this made her feel better. She was glad to at least have such a sexy donor to drink from.

She walked and stood in front of him. “I’ll have to sit in your lap to feed, because you’re so tall, okay?

He nodded.

She straddled his lap and leaned down to his neck, she felt him tense up.

“Okay you have to relax. I’ll talk you thru this. First I’ll lick your neck. This will numb the area so it won’t hurt.” She leaned back down to his neck and closed her eyes, he smelled so good. She slowly took her tongue and ran it up and down his neck, feeling the rush of blood under his skin.

“Okay now I will gently insert my fangs into where I just licked, when I get thru to the blood I will retract my fangs and suck the blood out until I’m full, normal about ten minuets.”

She gently placed her fangs on his neck, she could feel his pulse, and she slowly inserted her fangs into his skin, feeling a slight pop when she punctured the blood vein. She retracted her fangs and closed her mouth over the two small holes and started sucking. Her mouth filled with his hot velvety blood, it was the best tasting blood she’d ever had. She had to make herself slow down. She really wanted to enjoy this. She shifted her body to get a better suction on his neck, when she did this she felt something hard beneath her bottom. She froze.

Hayden wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her body closer to him. She sucked even harder, drawing his blood into her mouth with a greedy pace, he moaned and his blood shifted flavor. It filled her mouth with a succulent and raw taste, she’d never tasted this before, but she needed more of it, she realized she was rocking back and forth rubbing herself on the rock hard object beneath her. She felt herself getting wet, she knew this was wrong but she couldn’t stop herself.

With her vampire speed, she flung herself out of his lap and stood on the other side of the room staring at him. She noticed he looked confused for a moment.

Bio:

Cassidy lives in Alabama and is a southern belle who happens to love writing about things that make other southern belle’s blush. She has multiple degrees in subjects that have nothing to do with writing. When she is not reading or writing she is chasing kids and animals.

My blog is CassidyKingston.wordpress.com
Twitter @CassidyKingston
Link to my publisher WWW.WhiskeyCreekPressTorrid.com

Thanks for stopping by, Cassidy.

Have a great Sunday everyone.

Hugs,

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

OMW! THE DEMON is REALLY PLEASED!

Hello all! I wanted to give you all the heads up and maybe ask for a little bit of help...

My novel, THE DEMON IS IN THE DETAILS has been nominated by THE ROMANCE REVIEWS as 2011's BEST PNR--ANGEL AND DEMON category! WHOOO HOOO!

How can you help? Well, I need your vote. So PLEASE take a moment and pop over to TRR and create an account (really easy) and then go here to find THE DEMON IS IN THE DETAILS by Harris Channing, (it's about midpage.) Click VOTE and make my day. See how much power you have? ;)

Thanks to any and all who vote...
Have a great day!

Hugs,