Saturday, May 9, 2015

To the best military spouse and mom around!

This post is going live a little later than I'd wanted it to. Sometimes life gets in the way. In this case, I've been traveling so much the past 2 months that my dog has developed an attachment disorder.

But I digress...

Yesterday was Military Spouse Appreciation Day and tomorrow is Mother's Day. And my blog post day falls squarely in between. So like any good daughter, my thoughts turn to my mother. Hey! I try to be a good daughter. I made the ultimate sacrifice of spending a long weekend in an oceanfront condo so that I could be with my mother on her birthday. If that's not a good daughter, I don't know what is!

I keep digressing...

By the time my parents married, my father had been in the Air Force for 10 years, well on his way to making it a career. As a college senior, I doubt she knew what she was getting into, marrying into the Air Force. Especially when, less than 2 years later, she had to move to Madrid with a 6 month old pain in the neck who turned into a toddler PITA (me). But she sucked it up and dealt with it, because that's what military spouses do.

This is my mom and dad in Spain (aren't they the best looking couple!). I'd tell you that this is a picture of my parents on their wedding day, but that would annoy my mother and as a good daughter, I'd never dream of annoying my mother. For the record, it was their second wedding. 

Any way, about 3 months ago, I posted a picture of my brother. It was his birthday and as his big sister, it is my job to torment him relentlessly. I'm really good at my job.

The fun thing about old pictures is that they come with stories. So my mom told me the story behind this picture. It was my brother's 6 month birthday party. We had it when I got home from school because daddy was TDY...huh? what? Back up the train. Daddy was TDY? I don't remember Daddy being TDY after Tony was born.

And then it hit me. That's what military spouses do. They keep the family fires burning. The keep the routines in place. The keep the children living typical children's lives. When there's absolutely nothing normal about your parent being done for months or even a year at a time. But they suck it up and deal with it, because that's what military spouses do.

So here's to my favorite military spouse and the best mom ever - Liz Forella!

To all the military spouses and moms out there, grab your favorite book and enjoy!

Happy Reading!


Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Win a SEALed at Midnight (Hot SEALs) Audiobook!

Hot SEALs by Cat Johnson

My SEALed at Midnight (a Hot SEALs romance) is in Audio!

Readers, do you do audio? I have to admit, I never did until I had to start reviewing the files from the narrator I hired to record my SEAL series and now I enjoy listening to my stories come to life. Although it is still odd for me, as an author, to hear my own words read aloud, particularly the sex scenes!!

Anyway, to help introduce readers to audio, or feed the audiobook habit for existing audiobook lovers, I'll give 5 (yes, FIVE) lucky readers a FREE download code for my SEALed at Midnight. It's a great way to give audio a try and see if you like it.

The Rules: Email me at to enter to win one free download code for the SEALed at Midnight audiobook. One entry per person please. 5 (five) winners to be chosen at random on April 17, 2015 at 9 am Eastern Time and posted here. International entries accepted however, the winner must be able to access either the Audible US or Audible UK sites to retrieve their prize download.

Here is a little teaser. Please note the audiobook only contains the sexy male narrator's voice. All the extra sounds in this video (footsteps, squeaking door, etc) were added by me because I discovered a cool sound effect tool in my MacBook's video editor and I was having fun using it!

Cat Johnson

More videos HERE

Download SEALed at Midnight for Kindle HERE

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Friday, April 3, 2015

Long Awaited Stone Hard SEALs Duet—Get it now at a discounted price!

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Last summer, Hot Alpha SEALs took the book world by storm, getting rave reviews for this collection of scorching military romances, and earning spots on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists.
Ryder’s story was such a hit, readers asked to read Drake’s story as well. Here, now, for the first time, are BOTH adventures!
The duet (a full length novel) will retail for $2.99, but I wanted to offer it at a discounted price during preorder for those of you who have read Ryder’s story and have been waiting so patiently for Drake. This is a great deal as well for your friends who missed the Hot Alpha SEALs Collection and are new to this exciting read.
Release Date: April 9, 2015 PREORDER NOW
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STONE HARD SEALS A Duet of Steamy SEAL romance by NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Sabrina York 

Book One: Ryder A hostage rescue mission turns Ryder “Stone” Maddox’s world on its ear when he comes face-to-face with his greatest fear: A woman he cannot resist. But he has to resist Lily Wilson. He’s vowed never to fall in love. Besides, as the daughter of a senator, she is definitely off-limits. Lily sees things differently. Irresistibly drawn to this hot, hard SEAL, she is determined to prove they belong together…and that her man does not have a heart of stone.(Originally published in the NYT and USA Today Bestselling Hot Alpha SEALs collection)

  Book Two: Drake Drake Ronan is all man—a rock hard SEAL who doesn’t need help from anyone. Doesn’t need anyone. But when he’s shot during a dangerous rescue mission, and has to rely on a beautiful nurse to survive, he realizes he has to rethink his resolution. Suddenly he can’t imagine his life without Brandy in it. It’s a damn shame she has a secret that could ruin everything.


 “Are you hungry?” He asked because her belly growled loudly enough to attract pirates on the mainland.

“A little.” She licked her lips. “But I’m really thirsty.”

 He pulled out the straw of his CamelBak and leaned forward, holding it to her lips. He should have shuttled off all his gear and just handed the damn thing to her because when she leaned in close and he got a whiff of her, he nearly passed out. You would think a woman who had been held prisoner by filthy pirates for nearly a week would smell bad. She did not. She smelled like heaven. There was a light musky odor of sweat—it was hot in the tropics—but it twined with something that was essentially female. He’d never felt such hunger. It screamed through his soul. And, on top of that, their faces were close. And she was sucking on the nozzle.

And fuck.

He was a warrior. A trained weapon. On a mission. This was no time for a hard on. But he was hard. Damn hard. Her lashes flickered as she glanced up at him; she moaned as she swallowed. A shiver walked down his spine. Walked right down his spine and coiled in his balls. When she sat back with a sigh, he put the nozzle to his lips as well. Not because he was particularly thirsty, but because he wanted a taste of her mouth, while it was still fresh. What he really wanted was to kiss her. But she was the senator’s daughter and he was a grunt. That wasn’t going to happen. It couldn’t.

 “Did…did you say something about food?” Damn lashes. Fluttering again. He had the urge to grab his Gerber and snip them off. He pulled an MRE from a pocket on his left leg, read the label, and grimaced. He hated the meatloaf. He should have paid more attention when he prepped his gear. He had more in his pack, but this would do for now.

“I have this.” Her nose wrinkled as she studied the silver foil. Yeah. Wait ’til she got a taste. He ripped open the packet, broke off a piece, and handed it to her. It was messy, because of the gravy, but he didn’t want to unload everything to find an implement. They needed to eat and go.

 She took a bite. Her eyes widened. “Yuuum,” she said in an unconvincing tone. It was all he could do to hold back his laugh. “What…” She swallowed heavily. “What is this?”

 “An MRE.”

 “What does that stand for?”

 His lips quirked. “Meals Rarely Edible.”

 Her brow wrinkled, and then she laughed. And ah, what a laugh. A melodic trill. Some kind of sound he figured you might hear in heaven. “Do you eat these often?”

 “Not if I can help it.” He shoved a chunk in his mouth and fired it back. “But we have a long way to go today, and these have a lot of calories.”

 She froze, a niblette of mystery meat halfway to her mouth. “How-how many calories?”

 “About twelve hundred a meal.”

 She gaped at him. “Twelve hundred?” She glared at the meatloaf as though it were made of turds. Then again, it might have been. “And you gave it to me? To eat?”

 “Yeah. You’ll need it.”

 “Why didn’t you warn me?” She smacked him. It was like being batted by a kitten. “Twelve hundred calories is my whole day!”

 He grinned. He could burn that much with a good fart. “Perfect. It’s probably all you’ll get. Eat up.”

 “For twelve hundred calories, I could have eaten a cheesecake.” He looked around for the cheesecake. She shoved her tiny chunk of meatloaf at him. “Here, you eat it.”

 He pushed it back. “You eat it. We have a lot of ground to cover today.”

 “We do?” She tipped her head to the side. “Where are we going?”

 “There’s an island to the south.” He grabbed a stick and sketched out a quick map. “We’re here. At the north end of this island. And the secondary extraction point is here.”

Her throat worked. “How will we get to the other island?”

 “Swim.” She paled. “I-I can’t swim.” It was probably rude to stare. But really? She couldn’t swim? Who couldn’t swim?

“You never wanted to learn?”

 “Oh, I wanted to.” She sighed. “My mother was afraid I would drown.”

 “Not drowning is kind of the point of swimming.”

 “She wanted to keep me safe.” He didn’t miss the exasperation in her tone. “I didn’t get to do a lot of things. Which is probably why— And wouldn’t you know it? The first time?” She gazed at him as though she’d finished a sentence. As though he’d understood a bit of what she’d said.

 “Well, don’t worry. We’ll get you home safe. And then everything will be just the way it was before.”

 Her sudden frown mystified him.  

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About Sabrina York Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York, is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of hot, humorous stories for smart and sexy readers. Her titles range from sweet & snarky to scorching romance. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york, on Facebook or on Pintrest. Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on Amazon or wherever e-books are sold. Visit her webpage at to check out her books, excerpts and contests. Free Teaser Book: And don’t forget to enter to win the royal tiara!   Bookshelf! Website: Follow my Amazon Author Page: Tsu: Like my Facebook Author Page Follow me on Twitter @sabrina_york Follow me on Goodreads: Check out my Pintrest boards:  

Monday, March 30, 2015

Kaylea's First Military Gala

On the weekend I got to attend my first ever military gala and it was AWESOME! My uncle Kev is a captain in a reservist armored unit here in B.C. and he invited my hubby and I to attend this year's event.
I wore a camo scarf with my evening gown, and pinned it in place with my grandfather's WWII regimental pin. I think he'd have been tickled.

This being the 70th anniversary of VE Day, there was a WWII theme, complete with the orchestra playing 40s music, which is my favorite and what I write to all the time. There were military bagpipe bands and swing dancers to entertain us throughout the evening.

But my two favorite moments were the Toast to the Fallen, and then I was proud to be on my uncle's arm during the Grand March through the ballroom. I was even introduced to two lieutenant colonels and one brigadier general in the Canadian forces. A great night had by all!

Hope I get invited back next year.

Kaylea ;)

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Its' GO Time For The Bad Boy

SEAL My Home

It's Go Time For The Bad Boy 
ETA:  3-31-15

Bad boy Rory Kennedy was raised in foster care, bouncing in and out of trouble along the way. He finds his true family and real brothers as a Navy SEAL, one of the Navy’s elite warriors. When his BUD/S instructor barked the SEAL’s Motto: Only Easy Day Was Yesterday, he knew he had found home.

Megan Palmer works in a bookstore and finds her passion in life through reading steamy romance novels. Her brief affair with a man she later found out was married has left her damaged, until she meets the handsome SEAL, who stands ready to open her world and give her things she’s only dreamed.

On a skiing trip, Rory suffers a possible career-ending injury and also comes face to face with a past he never knew of, and a family who had abandoned him. His relationship with Megan is tested to the breaking point as Rory wades through the dark waters of recovery and  whether or not he can live without the life he loves. A home-grown terrorist cell forces his hand and he discovers his true purpose.

Available Preorder:

Sharon Hamilton
Life is one fool thing after another.
Love is two fool things after each other.

Sunday, March 15, 2015

New Hot SEALs Release : KISSED BY A SEAL

Kissed by a SEAL


The Hot SEALs series
by New York Times & USA Today Bestseller 

Cat Johnson

in eBook & Paperback March 17, 2015

Retired SEAL Chris Cassidy knows the bro code—no messing around with teammates’ sisters. However, Chris never was one for following rules. Besides, his teammate Rick’s gorgeous sister Darci is worth breaking the rules for.

Darci Mann is tired of being alone. Since Zane, the bad boy SEAL she formerly had a crush on, fell in love with someone else and her best friend Ali found her own happy ending Darci’s feeling her single status extra keenly. Though she suspects her brother’s buddy Chris would be willing to change her status . . . if she decides to let him.

When a routine assignment turns deadly and Chris switches from charming joker to capable trained warrior willing to kill or die to save Darci’s life, she might have to reevaluate her feelings about the perpetual bachelor and her own future.

CHAPTER 1 Excerpt (G rated)

Chris watched the sway of Darci’s hips as she skirted the stool that stuck out from beneath the kitchen island. She headed toward the fridge and pulled open the door.
When she bent at the waist to grab a can of coke from the bottom shelf Chris got one hell of a nice view. The fabric of her pants stretched across the ass he’d been itching to get his hands on for many years.
Good God almighty, that girl could work it.
A sight like that was enough to make a man’s mouth water. Sometimes it seemed as if the doggone woman put a little extra sashay into her walk just to torture him. But if she was doing it on purpose, Chris knew it wasn’t for his benefit.
There had only been one guy Darci Mann had her eye on, that Chris knew of.
Sadly, in spite of what he considered his good looks and unending southern charm—if he did say so himself—that one man in Darci’s sights wasn’t Chris Cassidy.
For better or worse, that honor belonged to his teammate, Zane Alexander.
Meanwhile, Zane had always been such a self-centered player he’d never even noticed how Darci couldn’t drag her eyes off him whenever he was in the room.
Chris had noticed, though.
Man oh man had he noticed, and it ate a hole in his gut every time he saw the expression on Darci’s face when Zane would hook up with one random woman or another, while not giving Darci more than a passing friendly hello.
Jealousy was an ugly trait, but Chris couldn’t fight it, any more than he could fight his feelings for Darci.
Now, Zane was off the market, thanks to his new and surprisingly serious girlfriend, Missy.
Zane apparently settling down hadn’t helped the situation much. It was like Darci was extra determined to prove to Zane what he’d missed out on.
It seemed her skirts were shorter, her lips more pouty, her glances sexier . . .
The results were enough to have Chris walking around like a dog drooling over a bone any time he was near her, and it had him waking up to some pretty steamy thoughts at night.
He was like a damn schoolboy when it came to Darci. It was as if he was forty going on fourteen, and thanks to circumstances Chris couldn’t have stayed away from Darci even if he’d wanted to, which he didn’t.
“So what do you guys think?” Jon’s question tore Chris’s attention off Darci, and how hard she was working it, and back to actual work.

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