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Limited Edition: Christmas Love

I am excited to announce the publication of Christmas Love from Black Velvet Seductions. This is a limited edition of two of my holiday books in one book!

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Cowboys in Charge includes seven stories of strong, loving cowboys and the women who try their patience.

Snowed in with Her Cowboy
James wants Kelly to quit work and start a family, but she resists the idea. Will he give up the idea of a family or will he give up Kelly?

Too Much Red at Christmas Time
Lizzie has a bizarre addiction to Christmas shopping and she can’t help herself, even knowing she will face the wrath of her husband who believes in domestic discipline.

For the Love of His Cowgirl
Amber misses the fun little games she and Adam used to play. There never seems to be time for steamy sex, or even the spankings he’d occasionally given her for various infractions of rules or for misbehavior.
Can she entice him back; get the dwindling fires of their love going again?

Cowboys and Their Toys
Jennifer loves Jason and she’d trusted him as he’d led her into the BDSM lifestyle. But now he wants to take things to a more intense level and she’s balking at it. Will she lose him if she doesn’t agree to go 24/7?

Plus three more equally hot stories of cowboys and the women they love.

Holly’s Big Bad Santa
Jared had left Danville, Kansas thirteen years ago determined to never look back. He’d hurt too many people and believed he couldn’t go home again. He’s a much harder man now and at a turning point in his life, filled with uncertainty.

Holly has decided to let go of the past and begin a new life in California. She’d loved Jared most of her life, but she was finally giving up hope of him returning home. Even if he did, neither of them were the same people who’d been in love all those years back. He’d made his decision to leave his family and her behind. She was making hers now. Another man wants her to be with him and she aches to be loved again.

As he is recovering from nearly dying, Jared he receives a message from his parents. They want him to come home for the holidays. And they tell him the young woman he’d once loved is preparing to leave town forever. Right or wrong, he can’t continue to stay away. He has to make peace with Holly and with his family.

But is it too late?

It’s hot out! Let’s talk “hot” Christmas stories.

It’s hot outside, at least where I live. I’m looking forward to cooler weather, to the holidays. Are you? Are you also in the mood for reading some “hot” Christmas stories?

Blushing Books is having a Christmas in July sale, with books from seven authors. This is a limited sale. Each book is on sale for $2.99, but goes back to regular price on July 23rd. The books include:

Starla Kaye – A Cowgirl’s Christmas Gift – AmazonBarnes & NobleBlushing Books

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Kelli Stanton’s life has been tragically changed forever, her beloved brother’s even more so. She gives up her dreams to help care for him, even though he doesn’t want that. But how can she go on with her life when the stubborn man needs her? How can she be happy at holiday time when there’s nothing to be happy about? Worse, how can she possibly be attracted to the man she blames for ruining their lives? A man her brother lured to their ranch for reasons of his own.



The other Christmas in July books on sale:

Lee Savino – Rocky Mountain Romp

Christmas is coming, and the Rocky Mountain Brides are hatching a plan to find a wife for the shyest man in town. When a blizzard snows all the couples in together, their mischief is exposed when their matchmaking plot goes horribly wrong. Will the women’s schemes lead to love, or a long, hard discipline session – or both?

Joannie Kay – A Christmas to Remember

A Christmas to Remember contains seven short stories, all filled with love of the season, and all of them contain naughty ladies who require a sound spanking to make the holiday happy.

Laurel Joseph – The Christmas Project

Bobby Sutterfield cannot believe the nerve of Lawson Carter when he shows up on her father’s ranch after daring to spank her for jumping her stallion on his property! All thoughts of Christmas, and trying to find a suitable project of her own for the season of giving, fly right out the window when she sees him standing right there talking to their foreman. Bobby runs through the house, grabs her father’s new gun from his study, and dashes out the door, shooting the hat off of Lawson’s handsome head.

Misty Malone – Christmas at the Ranch

Christmas at The Winding Waters ranch is always a busy time, but this year it’s even busier than usual. The ranch owner, Wyatt Granger, is marrying Kayla Robertson. The best man will be his foreman and best friend, Bo Hamilton, and Bo’s wife, Alicia, who is Kayla’s best friend, is going to be matron of honor. They are newlyweds themselves, and are swiftly learning that marriage requires adjustments.

Abbie Adams and Katherine Deane – We Need a Little Christmas

We Need a Little Christmas by Katherine Deane
Thirty-three-year-old, Ivy Henry seems to have it all. A well-paying job, a new house, and her wonderful HOH/husband, Jack. At her request, they had incorporated Domestic Discipline into their marriage a few years ago and she flourished under his love, guidance, and support.
But, this year’s holiday season is wrecking havoc on their calm relationship. Between the stress of work and hosting this year’s Christmas Eve party for all the family, Ivy is becoming more and more out of control. To top it off, she has a secret she can’t share with Jack.
A Little Sugar, A Little Spice by Abbie Adams
Christmas is a time of magic and anticipation. Meri is far less concerned about what might be under her tree than she is about who is showing up on her doorstep. Though she adores her sister, Kim, even she has to admit that the woman tends to be the ‘naughty’ to Meri’s ‘nice’. Her husband, Sean, has already warned his little girl that he won’t hesitate to turn her over his knee if she doesn’t remember that their household has definite rules that are not to be broken. If she wishes to test her Daddy’s resolve, instead of visions of sugarplums dancing in her head, his naughty little one will be dancing to the tune of a thick wooden spoon.


12 Days of Recipes: Christmas Breakfast Casserole

Christmas Breakfast CasseroleI love this time of year: getting together with family and friends, giving gifts, and sharing our favorite things. One of the favorite things I like to share and have shared with me are recipes.

Today I’m sharing one of my breakfast recipes that is a favorite with my family.






12 eggs
1/2 c milk
1 lb sausage (pork, breakfast, vegetarian substitute)
1 c chopped onions
1 c chopped green peppers
1 c chopped mushrooms
8 oz cream cheese (softened)
2 8-oz cans crescent rolls
2 c shredded cheddar cheese
Salsa (optional)



Preheat oven to 375 degrees.

  1. In medium bowl, beat eggs until foamy and add milk.
  2. In skillet, scramble eggs and set aside.
  3. In skillet, brown sausage. Add green peppers, onions, and mushrooms. Cook a couple of minutes longer.
  4. Add cream cheese and cook until melted into the mixture.
  5. Add scrambled eggs and combine.
  6. In an ungreased 13 x 9-inch baking dish, line bottom with 1 can of crescent rolls. Press down and seal edges.
  7. Spread sausage/egg mixture on top.
  8. Top with shredded cheese.
  9. Top all with remaining can of crescent rolls.
  10. Bake 25 minutes.
  11. Serve with salsa, if desired.

*NOTE: Filling can be made ahead of time and stored in refrigerator until ready to bake casserole.

Servings: 8-10

Prep Time: 15 minutes

Cook Time: 25 minutes

Total Time: 40 minutes


For more of my favorite recipes: Oh yeah, that’s good!
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12 Days of Recipes: Pistachio Marshmallow Salad

Pistachio Marshmallow SaladI love the holiday season, especially getting together with family and friends. And I love sharing wonderful goody recipes this time of year.

Today I am sharing one of my salad recipes, a favorite with family and friends.







20 oz can crushed pineapple
1 pkg instant pistachio pudding
1 c chopped nuts
1 c miniature marshmallows
9 oz carton whipped topping



  1. In large bowl, fold pudding mix into whipped topping.
  2. Add pineapple juice and pineapple.
  3. Mix in marshmallows and nuts.
  4. Refrigerate.


Servings: 4-6

Prep Time: 10 minutes

Cook Time: 1 hour

Total Time: 1 hour, 10 minutes


One of Starla Kaye’s Christmas Books



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Erzabet Bishop with Holidays in Hell

HolidaysInHell_ByErzabetBishop-453x680Today I’m welcoming back Erzabet Bishop with her paranormal holiday romance, HOLIDAYS IN HELL.


BLURB – Holidays in Hell

This year Christmas just got a little hotter.

Deck the halls with all things kinky. Jonas is an incubus with an incurable lust for women, gingerbread, and holiday lights. He needs one more soul to meet his quota. Amid the baubles and frivolity of the Winter Carnival, he meets Holly Pendleton—a woman with emerald green eyes and a body built for sin—and marks her as the final soul to end his contract. But now Jonas faces a heart-wrenching decision: take what he needs to feed his hunger, or sacrifice himself for the woman who has lit his own demonic soul on fire. Tied up with red ribbons, Holly just might be Jonas’s deepest Christmas wish and the one woman who could set him free.

Holly Pendleton is still recovering from the death of her husband and Dom. The holidays are especially lonely until a dark stranger walks in the door to Harlowe’s Bookery and Christmas Shoppe. The man’s enigmatic gaze holds her and ignites her body and her mind. When Holly accepts a job to decorate the sexy client’s apartment, she unknowingly steps into an age-old battle between the forces of darkness. Jonas Corsair is a man who makes her blood run hot and her dreams even hotter. But will she survive his hold on her soul?

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Holidays in Hell is the beginning to my new series, Demons in Darkness. The next two books will be released in 2016.

EXCERPT – Holidays in Hell

Holly Pendleton balanced a pile of books in her arms and made her way out of the stockroom. She glanced over at her boss and best friend, Gracie Harlowe, at the register and smiled. She enjoyed the busy throng of people at the winter carnival and usually looked forward to it. She had worked other retail jobs in the historic downtown shopping district, but working here was a dream come true. When Gracie had called her up three months ago and offered her the assistant manager’s job, she had taken it and hadn’t looked back.

Teetering on the edge of depression for months after watching her husband die of cancer, Holly was having a hard time finding the holiday spirit this year.

Derek had only been thirty-four, she thought bitterly. They’d been married for nine years, but she had known him since she was a geeky freshman in high school. The hole was too big to fill, and it left her feeling empty.

Still, she was grateful to Gracie for kicking her in the pants and getting her out of bed and back into the world again. Just in time for the holidays too. It was a special time that she and Derek had always shared. He would have wanted her to be happy.

She laid the stack of Christmas cookie books on a festive table near the window display and straightened the array of titles. Her gaze wandered to the small kitchen at the back of the store, and she made a mental note to grab some more cookies to refill the party trays on the dessert table.

“Holly!” Gracie waved her arms. “Can you grab me another stack of Fifty Shades of Grey?”

She glanced at the display where the books were and found they were down to one copy. Not good. Sales had started to slow down, but erotica had been steadily increasing over the past few months. It made her laugh to see the smut novels near the holiday displays, but it made the customers happy, so who was she to quibble? Besides, she loved reading them herself.

“I’ll get them!” Holly wound her way back into the stockroom and yanked a box off the overstock shelves. She grabbed a box cutter, deftly opened the box and placed the books on a cart, adding some of the second, third, and the new fourth book in the series, as they were getting a little on the low side too.

Erotic romance books were one of the few things she let herself enjoy these days, and she had several customers who came back to ask her about the latest and greatest. It was a fantasy land that took her beyond the walls of hospitals and now, the silence of the apartment at night. Reading was safe. She never even considered dating again. That part of her life was over.

Holly shook off the melancholy and hoofed it back onto the shop floor. Stacking the books onto the table, she arranged them in orderly piles of gray covers with erotic masks, ties, and handcuffs. She passed the romance section and gathered up some of her favorites to restock her promo shelf at the storefront. Cherise Sinclair, Kallypso Masters, Jasmine Haynes, Red Phoenix, Rachel Kramer Bussel…she loved them all. There were so many great writers that had made bondage erotica take off. Fifty Shades may have gotten the public reading again, but she had been a fan for years. Now the movie had come out for the famous books, and she wondered how it compared.

Smiling wistfully, she caressed the covers and wished her husband were still with her. She missed his firm hand and their power exchanges. He had been more than just her husband. He had been her Dom. Losing him had been the collapse of her entire world. If it hadn’t been for these books and Gracie, she would still be huddled in a miserable ball, crying her eyes out and wondering why he had to die. He was so young, and they hadn’t had much time.

“Can you help ring for a second?” Gracie called out and made a quick jaunt to the restroom in the back of the store.

Holly moved behind the counter and smiled as a woman arrived in front of her to check out. It was a unique store, and she loved being here. Gracie had crafted a special place for book lovers, and every holiday she spruced it up beautifully. Even when she wasn’t working here, Holly loved to come and check out the newest selections and pick up a couple of items for the house. Halloween, Christmas, or whatever was happening, Gracie always seemed to have the perfect balance of home décor and books to dive into, whether it was a cozy mystery or a pulse-pounding thriller. In the early days, it had just been decoration, but now she had expanded the business to selling the trees and offering to spruce up clients’ homes. The shop was every bit as special as Gracie, and it had, over the years, become Holly’s second home, even before she started working there.

Decorating clients’ businesses and homes and working behind the shop counter kept her busy. Putting up a tree gave her joy, and she saw how other lives were touched by a few twinkle lights and some tinsel. She’d done some decorations for the folks in the cancer ward, and this was a natural transition. If she could bring happiness by hanging a wreath or by delivering an order of books to a shut-in woman, then she was pleased to do it. It took her mind off the loneliness and gave her a purpose. This time of year especially.

The front door opened with a blast of snowy air, and an imposing thirty-something man sporting a thigh-length leather coat blew in. His chiseled features and mass of dark hair made her catch her breath and falter in her task of ringing up the woman in front of her. The black sweater he wore under his coat looked striking against the dark blue of his eyes. The gray slacks draped over his frame, his black boots befitting the weather outside. He said nothing to her, his gaze captivated by the display of holiday decorations.

How odd.

He reminded her of one of the Doms in her collection of books. Heat spiked through parts of her she’d thought were as dead as her husband. She wondered how it would feel to unwrap that package.

Blushing, Holly turned back to the customer in front of her. Good grief, she hoped he hadn’t noticed her staring.

Holly finished ringing the books up and slipped them into a bag. She tossed in a candy cane with a card offering their holiday decorating services attached. “Here you go. Have a wonderful day.”

The woman waved good-bye and shuffled out the door into the snow. Looking anywhere but at the enigmatic man in front of her, Holly fought the sensation of butterflies fluttering in her stomach. He was incredible. The way his well-built form filled the space made her eyes automatically seek him out. Warmth stirred in her lower belly, and she nibbled on her lip.

“Hello. Welcome to Harlowe’s.” She fiddled with the hem of her sweater and felt a surge of heat rush up the sides of her face.

Ugh. How lame was she to just blurt that out?

The man raised an eyebrow, a dark and sensual smile sliding over his features. “Thank you.” His voice melted over her like chocolate, and she shivered.

Holly turned away and busied herself with stuffing bags with holiday activity lists. What kind of horrible woman was she to even be reacting to another man just a year after her husband’s passing? Lusting after the man in gray. Her lips thinned. No. She wasn’t ready for those feelings. Especially not from a stranger she had seen for all of thirty seconds.

She sneaked a glance at him while she straightened gift bags. He walked up to the Christmas tree in the front window and stroked its branches. Fingering the ornaments, he explored their small holiday store with a reverence that reminded her of a priest in church. Men usually didn’t bother with Christmas tree ornaments, but he was enraptured. It was mystifying.

A flush crept across Holly’s face. Stirrings of longing zapped through her body as she wondered if this dark-haired stranger knew his way around a flogger. Sighing deeply, she knelt down to pick up a bag that had fallen off the counter while she worked.

“Time for a cold shower tonight,” Holly mumbled. Sensing someone in front of the register, she stood.

“Hi. Did you need help finding anything…?” The very source of her temptation stood right in front of her. Oh God. She wanted to reach right across the counter and run her tongue over those amazing lips.


Erzabet picAUTHOR BIO

Erzabet Bishop is a bestselling and award winning author who loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Dinner Date, Crave, The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Sigil Fire, Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop Collection, Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts: Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many anthologies. Erzabet has been a finalist in the GCLS awards for 2014 and 2015, winning the Goldie for her spot in two anthologies. She has been nominated for the 2016 Golden Flogger Award for Crave. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies. When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.

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12 Days of Recipes: Streuseltaler

StreuseltalerI love this time of year: getting together with family and friends, giving gifts, and sharing our favorite things. One of the favorite things I like to share and have shared with me are recipes.

Today I’m sharing one of my dessert pastry recipes that is a favorite with my family.






2 c flour
1 pkg dry yeast
1/2 c white granulated sugar
1/2 t salt
3+1/2 T butter
1 egg
1/2 c + 2 T warm milk

2 c flour
1 c butter, cut into small pieces
1 +1/3 c white granulated sugar
2 T vanilla sugar

Recommend one small jar of blackberry and one small jar of apricot

GLAZE (optional):
2 c flour
1 c butter, cut into small pieces
1 +1/3 c white granulated sugar
2 T vanilla sugar


Cake Base Directions:

  1. Whisk together the flour, sugar, salt and yeast in the bowl of a mixer.
  2. Add the butter, egg and milk and mix.
  3. When dough is smooth, remove bowl from mixer, cover and leave in a warm place for 20 minutes.
  4. Return the bowl to the mixer and knead again until the dough is smooth and elastic.

Streusel Directions:

  1. Whisk flour and sugars together.
  2. Add butter and knead everything together with your hands until you have one big ball of streusel.

Glaze Directions:

  1. In a saucepan, heat sugar and water together whisking until sugar is dissolved and mixture is smooth.
  2. Keep mixture warm until ready to use so it doesn’t harden and crack.

Streuseltaler Directions:

  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
  2. Line two baking sheets with parchment paper.
  3. Sprinkle flour on a work surface.
  4. Divide the dough into 16 equal pieces.
  5. Take a piece and roll into a ball between your hands.
  6. Use a rolling pin to roll out a circle 4″ in diameter. The thickness should be less than a raw sugar cookie cutout but not paper thin.
  7. Place on a baking sheet and repeat with the rest of the dough.
  8. Break off a handful of streusel from your big crumb and sprinkle on each disk, really pile it on.
  9. If you want to add jam, spoon it onto the streusel and then sprinkle a few streusel crumbs on top.
  10. Bake for about 10 minutes or until the edges just start to turn golden.
  11. Remove from oven and leave them on the baking sheets for about 10 minutes.
  12. For the plains ones, brush on a thick layer of glaze coating the entire streuseltaler.
  13. Transfer to a wire rack to cool completely.
  14. These are best if eaten within 2 days.

Servings: 16

Prep Time: 45 minutes

Cook Time: 10 minutes

Total Time: 55 minutes


For more of my favorite recipes: Oh yeah, that’s good!
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12 Days of Recipes: Cherry Pie Filling Salad

Cherry Pie Filling SaladI love this time of year: getting together with family and friends, giving gifts, and sharing our favorite things. One of the favorite things I like to share and have shared with me are recipes.

Today I’m sharing one of my dessert salad recipes that is a favorite with my family and friends.





1 can cherry pie filling
1 can crushed pineapple (drained)
1 can sweetened condensed milk
1 med. frozen whipped topping (thawed)
1/2 c pecans
1 c miniature marshmallows



  1. In large bowl, mix together cherry pie filling, pineapple, and pecans.
  2. Fold in condensed milk, whipped topping, and miniature marshmallows.
  3. Freeze well.
  4. Set out just before serving.


Servings: 6-8

Prep Time: 10 minutes

Cook Time: 2 hours

Total Time: 2 hours, 10 minutes


For more of my favorite recipes: Oh yeah, that’s good!
One of Starla Kaye’s Christmas Books

12 Days of Recipes: Low Sugar Oatmeal Cookies

Best Oatmeal CookiesI love this time of year: getting together with family and friends, giving gifts, and sharing our favorite things. One of the favorite things I like to share and have shared with me are recipes.

Today I’m sharing one of my low sugar cookie recipes that is a favorite with my husband, family, and friends.





1-1/2 cups butter, softened
1-1/3 cups white sugar/Splenda mix
1-1/2 cups packed brown sugar/Splenda mix
3 eggs
1-1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
3 cups whole wheat flour
1-1/2 teaspoons baking soda
1-1/2 teaspoons salt
2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
4-1/2 cups quick cooking oats



  1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Grease cookie sheets.
  2. In a medium bowl, cream together butter, white sugar, and brown sugar. Beat in eggs one at a time, then stir in vanilla.
  3. Combine flour, baking soda, salt, and cinnamon; stir into the creamed mixture.
  4. Mix in oats. Cover, and chill dough for at least one hour.
  5. Roll the dough into walnut sized balls, and place 2 inches apart on cookie sheets. Flatten each cookie with a large fork dipped in sugar.
  6. Bake for 8 to 10 minutes.
  7. Allow cookies to cool on baking sheet for 5 minutes before transferring to a wire rack to cool completely.


Servings: 3 dozen

Prep Time: 10 minutes + 1 hour

Cook Time: 10 minutes

Total Time: 20 minutes + 1 hour


For more of my favorite recipes: Oh yeah, that’s good!
One of Starla Kaye’s Christmas Books

12 Days of Recipes: Butterballs

ButterballsI love this time of year: getting together with family and friends, giving gifts, and sharing our favorite things. One of the favorite things I like to share and have shared with me are recipes.

Today I’m sharing one of my older cookie recipes that has been a favorite with my husband, family, and friends.





3/8 c. butter (softened)
2 T. butter
1/4 T. salt
1/2 c. baking powder
1 1/2 c. flour
1/2 c. sugar
1 t. vanilla
1 egg
1/2 c. chopped nuts
Powdered sugar


  1. Preheat over to 375 degrees.
  2. In large bowl, combine 3/8 c. butter, salt, baking powder, flour, sugar, 2 T. butter, vanilla, and egg.
  3. Blend until stiff dough.
  4. Blend in nuts.
  5. Shape dough into 3/4 inch balls.
  6. Bake on ungreased cookie sheet for 11-16 minutes.
  7. Cool slightly and roll in powdered sugar.


Servings: 3 dozen

Prep Time: 15 minutes

Cook Time: 12 minutes

Total Time: 31 minutes


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One of Starla Kaye’s Christmas Books
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12 Days of Recipes: Butterscotch Coconut Haystacks

Butterscotch Coconut HaystacksI love this time of year: getting together with family and friends, giving gifts, and sharing our favorite things. One of the favorite things I like to share and have shared with me are recipes.

Today I’m sharing one of my sweetest cookie recipes is a favorite with my family and friends.





2 (11 oz) bags of butterscotch morsels
3/4 c smooth peanut butter
2 t vegetable oil
1 T vanilla
2 (5 oz) cans chow mein noodles
1 c sweetened coconut
1 1/4 c peanuts (optional)



  1. In large bowl, combine chow mein noodles and coconut. Add peanuts if desired.
  2. Melt butterscotch morsels, peanut butter, vanilla, and oil over medium-heat in a saucepan. Stir constantly. Melt until mixture is smooth.
  3. Pour butterscotch mixture over noodles mixture. Stir until evenly coated. NOTE: This is hard to stir.
  4. Using two tablespoons, drop into small piles on wax paper (or parchment paper).
  5. Allow haystacks to firm up for approximately 3 hours.
  6. Store in an airtight container.


Servings: 4 dozen

Prep Time: 15 minutes

Cook Time: Cooling time: 3 hours

Total Time: 3 hours 15 minutes


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One of Starla Kaye’s Christmas Books
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12 Days of Recipes: Melt-In-Your-Mouth Gingerbread Cookies

Soft Gingerbread CookiesI love this time of year: getting together with family and friends, giving gifts, and sharing our favorite things. One of the favorite things I like to share and have shared with me are recipes.

Today I’m sharing one of my plain but tasty cookie recipes is a favorite with family and friends.





1 c margarine
1 1/2 c brown sugar, packed
2 eggs, beaten
1 T ground ginger
1/2 c molasses
1 1/2 c boiling water
1 1/2 t baking soda
5 c flour
2 t baking powder
1 1/2 t salt
1 T cinnamon
1 c chopped nut (optional)



  1. Preheat over to 425 degrees F.
  2. Cream margarine and brown sugar in a large bowl.
  3. Blend in beaten eggs.
  4. Mix in ginger and molasses.
  5. Stir in boiling water.
  6. Combine flour, baking soda, baking power, salt, and cinnamon in large bowl. Add to sugar mixture.
  7. Drop by teaspoonfuls onto ungreased baking sheets.
  8. Bake for 7-8 minutes.
  9. Cool for 1 minute on baking sheet, then cool completely on wire racks.


Servings: 5 dozen

Prep Time: 10 minutes

Cook Time: 7-8 minutes per sheet

Total Time: 45 minutes


For more of my favorite recipes: Oh yeah, that’s good!
One of Starla Kaye’s Christmas Books

Ayla Ruse with Racing Wild

AyR_RGRacingWild_XLToday I’m welcoming Ayla Ruse to my blog with her Christmas story, RACING WILD.

Thank you, Starla for having me visit today. I love the holidays—Christmastime in particular. Everything is bright, festive and full of love and laughter and joy.

For the past several years I’ve written short Christmas tales set around the North Pole and the variety of elves found in this magical place. This year is no different. My story is entitled Racing Wild and it’s the first in the Reindeer Games multi-author series by Changeling Press. Here’s a little more about this tale…

Varian Swift of the Border Elves has two pressing desires: to win the finals in the annual Reindeer Games, and to find a mate before dawn.

Randolwyn of the Wild Elves runs the Games’ blacksmith shop. Once she thought she wanted a mate, but that was years ago, before a cruel trick made her turn her back on love.

When an accident brings Varian to Randolwyn’s shop, he’s struck with the bone-deep knowledge that he’s found his mate. But she doubts his claim, even as she’s drowning in his kisses.

Games are meant to have challenges, but with love on the line, games should take a back seat. Instead, this Christmas Eve becomes a race against the clock, a race to catch up, and a race to outrun those who dare to break them apart.

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Now I would like to share with you an interview conducted with the elves Varian and Randolywn. Varian is a tall Border Elf and Randi is a slender Wild Elf with short, multi-colored hair.

Can you tell the readers a little about yourself?
Varian: There’s not a lot to tell, really. I’ve worked for Santa, patrolling the borders of the North Pole for too many years to count. I’m ready to settle down and find a mate, but the deal I worked out with Santa to retire is nearing its deadline. I’m racing in the Reindeer Games today, the last day, and I have until dawn to find a mate. I’m hoping to find someone to share the rest of my life with at the After Party tonight.

Randolwyn: First, please call me Randi. My adoptive herd, from the Wild, named me Randolwyn, and even though it’s sweet of them, I prefer the shorter Randi. Ah, what else? I don’t like being near the Pole and would much rather be back in the Wild, tending to and taking care of the reindeer herds there. But they seem to think I should find a mate, so they set me up a smithy shop during the Reindeer Games. Same story every year. I come, I work, I go home alone. I, ah, had a bad experience several years ago, so I’m good being alone. Very good, in fact.

What makes you blush?
Varian: Nothing that I can think of.

Randi: Umm…(she cuts her eyes to Varian), Varian actually.

Varian: Really?

Randi: You’ve not noticed? I’ve ,well, liked watching you since I first saw you win years ago. Your attention always makes me blush.

Varian: Is that so? Come to think of it, whenever I touch you like this…(he reaches over and runs a finger down her neck and follows the scooped neckline. Indeed, Randi starts to blush and I quickly clear my throat to get back on track.)

What upset your ordinary world and brought you into contact with each other?
Varian: Clyde, my reindeer, got a crack in his hoof—an hour before the last race in the Games. I had to find someone quick to make the repair, and lucky for me, no one was in front of me when we found the Reindeer Repair Shoppe. I walked in to ask the smithy to fix Clyde’s shoe. I left knowing I’d found my mate.

Randi: From my point of view, his coming into the shoppe is where we first officially met. Having the Sweet 5 chase us around all night is what really upset my world. Instead of bringing us together, they almost tore us apart.

The Sweet 5? What’s that?
Varian: It’s not a what, it’s a who. They’re a sweet group of pretty Southern Elves. Five of them, all best friends, who, uh, claim the winner of the Games every year as their own personal prize.

Randi: They’re very possessive and persuasive. Hopefully we’ve seen the last of them.

(I can’t help but note that Varian speaks of them with a slight fondness, even tolerance, while Randi scowls.)

What do each of you think about “love and romance”?
Varian: (he scratches the back of his neck and hedges a little). I think it’s important, but sometimes it has to take a back seat when there’s a deadline looming ahead.

Randi: (she snorts) It’s a bunch of hooey. Don’t’ fall for it, ladies. Nothing good can ever come of either.

Varian: (Takes Randi’s hand) But that was in the past, right? We’re something different now.

Randi: (Her grudging smile turns into a warm grin). Okay. Love and romance has its place. (She turns back to me) But it has to be real. It’s nothing but trash unless it’s real.

Who took the first step in heating things up between you?
Varian: Me.

Randi: Varian. I’d never have had the guts to do what he did.

Would you rather be caught in a wild moment of passion or tied down and taken?
Varian: I’m pretty much open to anything.

Randi: Caught by whom? I don’t like being spied on and if those five little devious little elves even think of chasing us down again… (she breaks off, her face screwed up. I change the subject, and I hope for their sake those five indeed leave this pair alone.).

What is the kinkiest sexual thing you’ve ever done?
Varian: (whispers) I really don’t want to say right now.

Randi: (overhears) Why not? You’re a legendary lover. Tell all.

Varian turns to Randi and pulls her close. “Nope,” he tells her, resting his forehead against hers, “I think the kinkiest sexual thing I’ve ever done actually hasn’t been done yet, because I’m saving that one for you.”

Randi blushes from her hair roots to her toes and kisses him full on the mouth. I try to ask a few more questions, but it’s obvious they believe the interview is over.

EXCERPT – Racing Wild

“Damn, Clyde. We have one more race before we can walk away with the grand prize. You couldn’t have waited to crack your shoe until after?” Varian Swift, a Border Elf from the Great River Expanse Region, lowered his reindeer’s hoof and shook his head. “Of all the lousy timing,” he muttered, setting his hands low on his hips and turning to look at the vendors scattered around the busy raceway. Peppermint Sticks made fresh, hot buttered rum served in classic peppermint vessels, and the Trinket Booth offered authentic jingle bells to adorn a reindeer’s antlers, but where was the repair shop? He’d never needed one before now, but surely there had to be a smithy somewhere nearby.

“C’mon, Clyde.” He motioned to his disabled reindeer. “Let’s hobble around the corner. Maybe the smithy’s closer to the back end of the loop.”

Varian moved away from the crowded vendors with Clyde doing a three-hoofed clomp behind him. Well-wishers and fans tried to stop the pair, but Varian was on a tight schedule. He didn’t let himself become cornered, but he gritted his teeth into a smile as he shook hands along the way.

For the past five years, he and Clyde had participated in the annual Reindeer Games, and every year they’d won all three divisions. If he won all three this year — which was now in question — he’d receive a bonus cash prize. True, he didn’t need the additional funds to purchase the stretch of land he had his eye on, but it would come in handy to set up his ranch.

He’d been protecting the western fringes of the North Pole for more years than he could count. He was itching for something different; he wanted to settle down. Last year, Santa had granted his permission for Varian to retire. The caveat was two-fold. Varian would have to own and patrol a sizeable piece of land along the western border (the easy part), and he had to find a mate (the hard part). The really difficult part, however, was that the agreement had a one-year term. It became null and void by sunrise tomorrow — Christmas Day. At which point, if Varian didn’t meet the two stipulations, he’d have to sign a new, twenty-year contract to continue patrolling the endless western border.

His reindeer nudged his elbow and Varian shook his head out of his musings to see what the reindeer had noticed.

“Good eyes, Clyde. Reindeer Repair Shoppe. Here we go.”

The vendor’s sign stuck out from oversized open barn doors. He and Clyde walked into the shop. A squat counter sporting an old cash register sat off to the right, and a placard along the wall spelled out services and prices, but other than these, the place seemed empty.

“Hello?” he called out. Faint sounds of metal clanging came from the back. Looking around, but not seeing anything with which to signal whoever was in the back, he shrugged and made his way to another wide opening on the left. He normally wouldn’t barge his way through anyone’s business, but he had a race to win and an Elven mate to find. He prayed that at the After Party, where Elves of all kinds gathered, he’d find at least one female he’d consider taking as a mate. He couldn’t be picky anymore.

The air grew warmer from the huge furnace he noticed on the left as he and Clyde entered the back of the shop.

“Hello,” he yelled, now spying a figure bent over an anvil. The thick apron, heavy gloves and welder’s mask shielded the figure.

After a minute the banging stopped. A sizzling sound sputtered through the shop as the Elf set whatever metal he’d been working on in a large vat of water and looked up, not giving any outward sign to acknowledge Varian’s presence. The Elf set down the tools he’d been using and walked toward him, removing gloves along the way.

The first thing Varian noticed was that this was no Workshop Elf. Too tall.

The Elf glanced at Clyde, made some kind of noise and Varian raised a brow when his reindeer lifted his damaged hoof. Were they talking to each other? What kind of Elf was this smithy?

The Elf nodded back and mumbled something else. Clyde chuffed out… a reply? The next thing Varian knew, the Elf removed the infernal welding mask.

Varian sucked in a breath and did his best not to let his jaw drop.

The blacksmith — a tall, willowy, female Elf — smiled, and he whooshed out a breath of air as if he’d been kicked in the chest by his reindeer. Damn, she nearly came to his chin in height. She sported short hair with streaks of red and black and burgundy. He normally wouldn’t think twice about it, but the multi-colors seemed to make her pale skin glow. An angular face, high-tipped ears and a graceful slender neck also captured his attention, but his gaze locked with her huge violet eyes. That is, until he zeroed in on full lips that promised pleasures untold with every movement.

Movement. Wait, she was talking to him.

“I’m sorry, could you repeat that?” he asked, stupidly. He’d never been tongue-tied before.

Her grin was a little shy and infectious. “I think I have a shoe to fit Clyde. You can stay or come back for him.”

He simply nodded, afraid if he tried to speak he’d trip over his tongue. Love at first sight was nothing more than human baloney, but damn, if it didn’t hit him hard right now. She turned around and his gaze immediately strayed to her slender back and slim waist where the apron strings cinched, to an uplifting, tight, curvy ass.

“Are you going to stay or leave?” she asked over her shoulder.

“I, ah, I’ll wait.”

His heart tripped and something in him grabbed his gut as if to yank him around to say, “She’s the one!”


Handed a historical romance at young age, Ayla Ruse fell in love with love and with happy endings.  Having grown up living life tasting a little of this and a little of that has not changed this attitude, but it’s expanded her views.  Love isn’t always happy and it isn’t always the way a person “thinks it should be.”  Sometimes it’s outside the box, and it’s always a challenge.

Ayla is a stay-at-home mother who also home schools three rambunctious children. In her (cough) free time, she loves the outdoors, reading, and exploring.

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