Author Davee Jones

TGIF Fellow Fathomers and welcome to the last day of January 2014. I hope you are staying warm where you are. I skimmed an article today that explained parts of Alaska had warmer weather than parts of the contiguous 48 States. This is crazy. But, all this cold weather does mean you can cuddle with the one you love and keep warm. And, so the chill of the month is perfect for the picture below. Just how warm do you think these two are? What story do they have to tell? Well, here is my interpretation is just 100 words, no more, no less for this Flash Fiction Friday piece: “This is how I like it best, when I can look into your eyes and see how much you want me. What happened to that feeling? Where has it been?” “Stop thinking so much, just enjoy the moment…the here and now. I’ve missed you so much, can’t you tell?” “I didn’t think we’d ever find ourselves here again, wrapped up in each other. In a way it feels like I don’t know you.” “Maybe you don’t, Stormi, maybe we...

Saturday Sippers in The Locker Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. Each week I’ll post a new cocktail recipe for you to try. Many thinks to my Cali Bestie, Rhonda, for providing me with the deck of cards recipe book. J This is the last weekend before Christmas. This year went entirely too quickly, and I always get a little sentimental. I hope you and yours have a beautiful and safe holiday.     SUPREME EGG NOG! Ingredients 1 ounce pomegranate grenadine 4 blackberries ½ cinnamon stick ½ ounce lemon juice 1 ounce gin Club soda Strawberry for garnish Muddle blackberries, cinnamon stick, and grenadine. Add lemon juice and gin. Shake with two ice cubes and strain into glass filled with ice. Top with club soda. Garnish with strawberry.

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is the word "long". Please see how I use "long" in my new WIP erotic romance,  Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, uses a week to lose her inhibitions, but, did she lose her heart as well? “We had the lights off because the toddlers fell asleep on our bed. I wanted my Tammy time before I moved them.” Craig’s face turned bright red. “I don’t think I can finish this story, my buzz wore off.” Tammy shook her head. “Craig told me something didn’t seem right, but, I said the lube was fine, just squirt out a handful and let’s go. At that point, the babies were getting restless, we didn’t have much time.” Tammy shook her head. “This sounds like some kind of Mission Impossible thing.” Craig temporarily forgot his embarrassment. “With kids, intimacy is a Mission Impossible thing, Bea, trust us.” “Craig put a large dollop in the center of my girl parts and proceeded to, you know, enter me.” Tammy...

Saturday Sippers in The Locker Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. Each week I’ll post a new cocktail recipe for you to try. Many thinks to my Cali Bestie, Rhonda, for providing me with the deck of cards recipe book. J It’s almost Thanksgiving, my favorite day of the year. Nothing beats my Grandma Helen’s dressing, celery casserole, and of course the turkey. But, most of all, it’s spending time with my friends and family beside a bonfire sharing laughs and love. The kiddos get hot chocolate, but, the adults can have: HOT CHOCOLATE MARTINI! Ingredients 3 ounces hot cocoa 1 ounce dark Crème de Cacao Splash Irish Cream liqueur 1 ounce chocolate vodka Combine all ingredients in a shaker, pour into a martini glass and serve.

10/31/2013 Ahoy Fellow Fathomers, I’ve decided to use my blog not only to writing, music, and other facets of entertainment, but, also to share my journey. I found out on June 19, 2013 the reason for many of my ongoing health problems is because I have systemic lupus, also known as SLE. Thank you for listening, each week I will have a new installment chronicling my journey. Please, please feel free to comment, write, share. I hope to use this forum as a help to all of us, no matter what pain you are experiencing. You may also send stories to me via finlessbook at gmail dot com. I will respect your privacy and maintain your anonymity, if you so desire. Hugs for today … RAWR – BDSM and Chronic Illness…Really? Yea, Really There comes a time in most everyone’s life they evaluate their level of excitement, rating their existence on a scale from benign to buck-wild. For myself, I have several good stories that could make me blush, but, I’m proud to own them. Most of the good ...

I know last week I left everyone wondering where Joelle fell when the rotting walkway gave out. But, with this weeks' word prompt, abrupt, I couldn't fit it in! So, I'm moving back to my other work in progress, Sexy Bea Spelling. Let's see what Andrew thinks of Bea... “We don’t have to go home yet, do we?” “I’m still on administrative leave until they decide what to do with me, Andrew. You’re the one with a job in the morning.” The velvety nighttime sky set a perfect backdrop for the downtown Dallas skyline of lights. The ribbon of lights around the Omni Hotel changed colors as it cascaded down the numerous stories. The Reunion Tower ball glowed brightly with a dancing display of clear lights. They hopscotched around the orb in hyperactive motions. Andrew drove leisurely through the city holding Bea’s hand, his thumb stroking her palm. “You know what they say it means when someone scratches the palm of your hand, don’t you?” Bea leaned closer to him from he...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! For this week's Tuesday Tales, we are writing to the word prompt, "Sweet". Please see another excerpt from my paranormal thriller, Jerky.   “I’ve seen the near impossible happen right before my eyes so you know I believe you Jo, and it’s hard to imagine some mortal human was capable of something like this.” Wylder pointed to the scene below them. “I’m going to make my way down there, just in case someone is hurt.” “I’ll follow you, just be careful, I don’t trust this rickety walkway.” Joelle slid both arms into the backpack straps of her crime scene go-bag. Wylder tentatively pressed with increasing weight before he finally took each step. The wood groaned and creaked, almost speaking the horrors of the room. A musty odor wafted from the dank wood railing to which they clung with gloved hands. The sweet, metal scent of blood lingered in the heavy air. Joelle closed her mouth tightly, breathing exclusively through her nose to keep from tasti...

Saturday Sippers in The Locker Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. Each week I’ll post a new, sometimes, skinny cocktail recipe for you to try. Many thinks to my Cali Bestie, Rhonda, for providing me with the deck of cards recipe book. J The classic pina colada goes light for getting caught in the rain.... PINA COLADA COOLER! Ingredients 1 ½ ounces coconut flavored rum 3 ounces pineapple juice 4 ounces sparkling water 1 Tablespoon coconut lite cream Pineapple slice and cocktail cherries for garnish Pour ingredients over ice and stir. Garnish and serve 165 Calories

Thespian Wench Thursday! Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! today I have the delightful pleasure of providing Jo-Anna's debut release! Today in The Locker please see book blurb and buy links! Now, please meet Jo-Anna! Blurb from Break Me-- Amazon Buy Link Smashwords Running is always easier. Tori McLeod moved to the big city to get away from her mother—and her past. Her new routine is destroyed when she meets a mysterious stranger who won’t take no for an answer. Sebastian intrigues her, but his eyes hold secrets she would rather avoid. Sebastian Chelios, a hard-as-nails enforcer, is a new-in-town loner. He has to have her. Control her. Possess her. But he can’t—won’t—lose control, even though Tori’s innocence fascinates him. The last thing he’s going to do is love her, even after he gets her in his bed. Losing control is dangerous, especially when someone from Sebastian’s past covets Tori, putting more than just her heart in danger. Can Sebastian protect ...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is the word "sun". Please see how I use "sun" in my new WIP erotic romance, Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, uses a week to lose her inhibitions, but, did she lose her heart as well? Take a peek at  Sexy Bea Spelling- “Just tell me one thing, Bea, did you allow your bed to get messy last week?” “Yes, Craig, I certainly did.” Bea looked dreamily away out the office window. A contented sigh escaped her slightly parted lips. “But, I’m not on vacay anymore, so, let’s get busy. My time to be lazy has passed.” In the bland office atmosphere, they continued reviewing complaints, scheduling surprise site visits, and wrapping up documentation on other cases. Bea typed furiously on her keyboard, looking up only to answer a handful of phone calls. Finally cracking her knuckles around lunchtime, her rumbling stomach reminded her to eat. “Hey, Craig, did you bring lunch or can you head out?” “I br...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is a picture. I use this beautiful serene setting to kickoff my new WIP erotic romance, Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, uses a week to lose her inhibitions, but, did she lose her heart as well? Take a peek at  Sexy Bea Spelling- “Never in a million years would I have thought a ménage a` trois would be on my bucket list.” Bea’s cheeks reddened and she twisted the scarf between her hands. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. We all need something wild we can fantasize about into our old age.” Andrew smiled, gently grasping her hands in his, momentarily stopping her nervous fingers. “It seemed so delicious and sinful all at the same time. Since this resort encourages the release of inhibitions, I felt free.” “You are free, Bea, you are an adult woman over the age of twenty-one who has needs you’ve denied for far too long. Just because you are satiated doesn’t mean you’ll return to reality and start hitting hook-u...

Hello Fellow Fathomers! I'm very excited to introduce to you the cover for my first paranormal/thriller release- Blue Ink The Skin Stalker. Joelle unknowingly unlocked a portal to a demon- The Skin Stalker- who wants to vanquish her humanity and create a new demon hybrid with her using her former lover, Colin. Although she tried to forget him, Colin continued to break her heart from a distance, making her vulnerable. The Skin Stalker began brutally murdering Colin's "girlfriends", setting him up as the prime suspect-but does Joelle really care if Colin rotted away in jail? Using a softball equipment bag and public dumping grounds, The Skin Stalker morbidly disposed of his victims, celebrating the notoriety, and his ability to stump the police.  A unique blue "tattoo" behind Joelle's ear carries the key to her connection to the paranormal realm.   Can an average woman actually conquer a demon? Set around the backdrop of the beautiful Rocky Mo...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! I celebrate the first Tuesday Tales in June with a brand new WIP!  This week I take you to an installment in a  brand new  sweet romantic YA read,  Twister Fate.   This week the word prompt is "train":  Prologue September, 1993 The smell of roasted corn, barbeque, and kettle corn filled the air.  A clear blue sky provided the perfect backdrop for the small county fair in rural Oklahoma.  The bustle of school children out for the day created a lively atmosphere.  Each class grade manned a booth at the fair to raise money for their senior class trip. A dunk tank sat in a corner area, where the elementary principal awaited on the precarious perch for someone with impeccable aim. Ring toss, darts, and even a kissing booth boasted lines of kids and adults alike. Scarlett Johnson and Ricky Roberts walked hand in hand checking out the winning exhibits of farm animals. He was quiet, definitely unusual for s...

Break Me Book Blurb: Running is always easier. Tori McLeod moved to the big city to get away from her mother—and her past. Her new routine is destroyed when she meets a mysterious stranger who won’t take no for an answer. Sebastian intrigues her, but his eyes hold secrets she would rather avoid. Sebastian Chelios, a hard-as-nails enforcer, is a new-in-town loner. He has to have her. Control her. Possess her. But he can’t—won’t—lose control, even though Tori’s innocence fascinates him. The last thing he’s going to do is love her, even after he gets her in his bed. Losing control is dangerous, especially when someone from Sebastian’s past covets Tori, putting more than just her heart in danger. Can Sebastian protect Tori from Jose’s sadistic obsession? If he gets his hands on her, will she make it out in one piece? About the Author- Jo-Anna Walker: I've been writing my whole life but mostly in just my journals or diaries. I never thought of actually writing a story. Last ...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy May 21st! It's time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I take you  to a new installment in my YA series WIP,  Finding Love and Bigfoot.    We Tuesday Tales Authors take on the word prompt "bite":  "The others would be displeased if they knew of his unnatural interest in this other animal, especially a human. Those who would hurt, torture, or kill them, in the name of some superior curiosity- most other species were their natural enemies. Therefore, the Sasquatch breed lived in small pods, disguising their nests and existence in uncanny ways derived from centuries of adaptations.   Living in the hidden caves of the ridge worked successfully for he and his small group for several decades. Suddenly, another adult appeared, with a forceful grunt, she dropped a long strap of desiccated meat onto his chest. She left without another sound or inclination, cognizant of his dominance, although displaying her interest ...

Win Your Choice of One of My Books and $10 gift certificate from SCP For a complete list of participating authors please click here Contemporary Romance Blog Hop Every author is offering a different prize. Comment below WITH your email address and I'll choose a winner after the hop ends. Please remember to include the book you would like. You can choose from: On Ellicott Street Finless Ruby's Dance Lovedust and Trailblazers Eve's First Noel Finding Love Under a Rock (written under my YA pseudonym, Allee Mae) Now, spend some time this weekend getting to know us. If you didn't already know, my first book published was, ironically, not the first book I wrote. On Ellicott Street – a feisty, loving, cougar romance novella- holds the honor of being my first published book. I wrote it during the World Series matchup between the Texas Rangers and the San Francisco Giants. During the games, writing was the perfect avenue to release my nerves.   Finless, rele...