As many of you may know, our beloved sister hostess SHARON DONOVAN, tragically passed away on 11th April 2012. We who knew her, loved her, and were inspired by her courage and determination to face head on whatever life threw at her. When she could no longer see to paint she turned to writing and showed her amazing talent in the Inspirational Romance and Romantic Suspense genres, and her story 'Charade Of Hearts' was awarded the coveted Predators and Editors Award in January 2011.

This Blog was a source of great delight to her, she was one of the founder hostesses and she contributed to the fun and silliness in her own original way, and was kind enough to let her unique creation, the hunky butler 'Oliver' join us for our Friday romp and prepare 'virtual breakfast' for the guests on the following morning. It's beyond hard to have to go on without her, but we know that she would have been the first to insist that 'the show must go on.' She is, and will always be with us in spirit.
Sharon, dear friend, we will never forget you.
The Author Roast and Toast is part of the legacy you left us. Let's raise a Toast to you as well as all our guests.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Sandra Cox celebrates 'Moon Watchers' in the forest of wolves

The girls are off for a trip to the Black Forest. Shapeshifters, vampires and all sorts of creatures are out this night, but mostly, mostly the woods are full of Werewolves!

The three hostesses of the Author Roast and Toast find themselves in a woody, dark, forest. Somewhere along the trail they followed there is supposed to be a party happening. "Listen Mary, I don't want you to pet any of the 'doggies', I keep telling you they are not dogs!" Sharon tries to warn her, shakes her head, and the motion sets her big butt to swaying. "They're werewolves for goodness sakes. There's a big difference dummy!"

"They're canines aren't they? Who cares what they do during the day as long as they are doggies at night!" Mary peers into the gloom ahead anxiously. "Sharon, you are just a fraidy cat! That's why you don't like them. How bad could it be?"

All three of them are dressed in black, Lyn has added a long cape to her outfit, she twirls every so often as she walks along. Sharon has opted for a black boustier with her tight jeans, hoping no one will notice her BB(big butt), and Mary a long, black, low cut, empire waist, dress, that trails behind her, enhancing her ample cleavage..

"Yeah, Sharon, what's the big deal. I'm sure the werewolf society would love to have someone with hooters like Mary's as one of their kind." Lyn, barks and laughs hysterically. "This place is givin' me the creeps. Where the heck is this cabin where we're supposed to be having Sandra's roast?"

"There it is!" Sharon points to a dark wood log cabin just ahead. "Look there's Oliver. "Oh Oliver, we're herrrrrrrreeee!"

Oliver smiles his sexy grin and waves. He is also dressed in black and his tee shirt hugs ample muscles. Oliver guides them into the cabin and inside everything is ready and waiting. a fire crackles in the fireplace, and candles are all over the room.

Hot pizzas sit on warming plates, bowls of potato chips brim with crispy delights.
 Mounds of pop tarts line plates, each one marked as to flavor. Ding dongs, HoHos, and Twinkies, among every kind of snack cake known are on plates piled high as possible.


 A large coconut cake with a miniature copy of Moon Watchers on it takes up one whole table

Oliver passes them their choice of mochas and lattes

"I wish you'd get your clodhopper off my foot Lyn.  You're gonna break it! Then what will I do."

Mary hops and holds her foot when Lyn frees her.

Lyn glares at Mary. But Mary smiles and hugs her. After all she can't help it if her feet are huge. Lyn looks at her friends, "group hug?" They all three throw their arms around one another.

"Hey, here comes Sandra and her friends, Jo, and Braden." Sharon points out the open door. "Come on girls let's go wish her luck." As they rush out the door they can hear Oliver laughing behind them.

"You look lovely Sandra" All three of the hostesses chuckle as they chime in together She is dressed in fantastic jeans, boots, and a fancy top. "Welcome to your roast, let the party begin."

"Thanks you guys, No Mary! Don't pet that...!!!" Sandra tries to stop her. But too late Mary has gotten herself into trouble. A large wolf snaps at her and manages to nick her in the hand before Mary pulls it back."Uh

Oh,"Sandra whispers. "Mary has just been bitten by a werewolf. Mind you a very handsome man resides somewhere in all that muscle and fur. He has just made her into, into...Well you'll see later."

"Gosh fellow, I was just trying to pet you." Mary sticks out her lower lip. "Bad dog." The huge brown wolf shows it's fang, but runs away when Sandra snaps her fingers.

"Sharon and Lyn could I speak to you?" Sandra makes sure that Mary can't hear her. "You know what she's done right?"

"I knew it, that ding bat is now a- a- I can't say it." Sharon sighs."She always gets herself into some kinda trouble. Oliver?"

Oliver winks at Sharon, nods he knows what to do. He knew one of them would get bitten today and he is ready

"Well, we don't need to get that watchdog anymore." Lyn laughs. "We'll take care of her Sandra, don't worry. Oliver knows all kinds of magic and he will turn her back. But not right away. Let her be for a bit." Lyn looks at Sharon and they both crack up. "Mary is gonna love it, I know her." Lyn adds.

Mary walks up and raises one eyebrow. "I know what you're thinking. I know you want to say I told you so, but I love doggies, aannnddd wolves of all kind. I wonder what color I'd be if I was a werewolf? Don't look at me like that. I can't help myself. Besides." Mary howls! "It's Sandra Cox's day and her book is gonna sell like hotcakes. Look there is already a line at the book table!" Several shapeshifters stand in a long line waiting to buy 'Moon Watchers' "This party is gonna be fantastic." Owwwww OOOOUWWWWW!" Mary belts out.

"Mary you haven't changed," Lyn says, "yet..."

So the thing is. What should Mary do now? Will she turn into a wolf??

What would you do if you were bitten by a werewolf?

That's the real question today! What would, you do?


Some people think being a Were hunter is weird. For me it’s perfectly normal. What I see as odd is my attraction to the hunkalicious Braden Knight. Why? I think he’s a vampire.

As the full moon rose above the leafless black trees, an eerie howl shattered the night. I rubbed the goose bumps on my arms and felt the hair on my neck rise. Moonlight fell in shadowy patches across the living room floor of the cottage I’d inherited on my eighteenth birthday, last week to be exact.
Dad’s in Europe, tracking down a tip he got on a Weres pack. That’s how I’ve come to be alone deep in the forests of Minnesota where there is considerable werewolf activity.
I’ve hunted Weres since I was thirteen, but this is the first time I’ve been completely on my own.
A branched tapped against the window. I jumped then shook my head at my nerves. “Geez.” When my heart settled down, I leaned forward and peered out the window. My hand tightened on the long silver knife at my waist. Nothing moved outside. “Get a grip, Jo.”
I took a deep breath and started toward the kitchen. The tapping came again, this time louder. I whirled. It wasn’t the window, it was the door. Someone or something was on the other side.

My legs stiff, my knees locked, I took one slow step after another. My hand wrapped around the knife and tightened till my knuckles turned white. Who could be out at--I glanced at my watch-- ten at night in an isolated corner of the north. I crept through the living room into the tiny foyer.

I took a deep breath and cleared my mind, the way dad taught me. Nerves left me. The cold logic of the warrior set in. Making sure the chain was in place, I cracked the door, ready to slice anything too close to the opening.
“Hello, Jolene.”
My hand fell to my side. I gaped in astonishment. I removed the latch and stood in the doorway, one hand on the frame, stunned.

“Braden! What are you doing here?” I’d met Braden Knight briefly when I visited my distant cousin Zoe Tempest, vampire hunter extraordinaire. Perhaps you’ve heard of her. If not, I guarantee you will. She’s come to hunting the undead rather late in life--seventeen--but she’s taken to it like a pro, swift, vigilant and tough.

But I’m stalling. I’d felt an attraction for Braden Knight from the first moment I saw his bronzed pecs and thick chestnut hair.

“Zoe told me your dad was in Europe and left you alone in the middle of Nowhere Minnesota. May I come in?”
Damn good question. Zoe had confided her fears to me that the handsome man standing in front of me was of the undead variety. But whether of the pranic--that lives on other people’s energy and aren’t truly undead--or the blood--that survives on warm, red heart fluid--she wasn’t sure.
Zoe’s not even sure he’s a vampire. All she knows is that he has extraordinary powers for a nineteen year old human.
Suddenly, the decision was made for me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a huge black wolf rush forward, its lips drawn back in a snarl, its fangs gleaming, its eyes blood red.
Without thought, I jerked Braden inside and slammed the door.

Multi-published author Sandra Cox lives with her husband, five cats, a dog and an occasional foster cat in sunny North Carolina. She’s a vegetarian and has two grown children.

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  1. Good morning Sandra,

    Walcome to your Roast, I hope you enjoy it - do have a latte and slice of pizza while we wait for the guests to arrive.

  2. Thanks, Lyn. What fun. I think I'll start with a latte and a pop tart and have pizza for lunc.

  3. Welcome to your roast, Sandra! This Black Forest is giving me the wee willies, so full of mystery and dark werewolves, oh my! Lyn, keep your clodhoppers ready to stomp on anything that tries to attack us, unless it's Mary! Trust our sweet soul sister to get bitten by a werewolf and now she's gone missing! Sandra, do something. In the meantime, Oliver, more garlic on the pizza!

  4. Hi Anny, do enter the Black Forest at your own risk...but beware of werewolves because rumor has it they bite. Oliver, do pass out more garlic

  5. Hi Anny

    So glad you enjoyed our little bit of fun to celebrate Sandra's release. Do help yourselfr to refreshments. Oliver's busy stacking up the garlic!

  6. Lyn hugs Sharon, hello sweet sister hostess, move your butt so I can get to the refreshments - it's too big to walk round! Don't worry Anny hopefully Jo and Braden will be along soon, they'll take care of the werewolves.

    Yes, Sharon, dear, you're right. Only Mary could get herself bitten by a werewolf so early in the show, bless her. Oh well, all the more pizza for us!

  7. Hey, Anny, thanks for stopping by.

    Ladies, be cautious on your romp through the forest.

  8. Lyn, sweetie. Bear hug right back and air kisses too. Go on, kid all you want aboutt my cute little bubble butt but we'll just see who has the last laugh when I use it to sslamdunk a werewolf or two into last century. Come to think of it, you can kick them back to medieval times-- what a pair we are. Let's go off to find the she dog Ricksen. Sandra, lead the way. Holding hands, garlic around their necks, they sing...
    We're off to find the werewolf, the wonderful werewolf of OZ because of the silliest thing she did

  9. No Worries Sandra, we have you and Jo to protect us - right?

  10. Hello, Sandra! What a fun site! If I were bitten by a werewolf? Get my rabies shot and move to the woods, ASAP!

  11. Hi Julia, good answer. Do flag down Oliver for some food and drink. Or you could join us in our search for Mary and her missing hooters...

  12. Hi Julia

    Yes, that's probably a very sensible idea - would a rabies shot stop you turning into a wolf too though?

    Yes, our sweet Mary's gone missing and her hooters are missing too you say, Sahron, Oh dear. Hold on to my hand Julia, here's some garlic.

    What's that? Oh yes, I know garlic won't protect us from the werewolves, it's the vamps I'm worried about!

  13. Hi everyone!(Hugs all around) As always, everything looks fantastic over here. Think I might grab a chocolate pop tart. :)

    Sandra, Moon Watchers sounds super! I'm currently writing my first Lycan romance and I'm luvin' every minute of it!

    So, what would I do if bit by a werewolf? Prepare myself for the next full moon...it's bound to be a little painful for me.

    Enjoy the rest of the party all. Cheers!

  14. Hello Sky, dear friend, welcome to the Roast. Can't wait to read your Lycan romance - and doesn't 'Moon Watchers' sound great!

  15. Hi Sky, Sharon hugs her just as a full moon floats across the midnight black sky.Awwwwwooooo werewolves of London...awwwoooooo

  16. Hi Amarinda, welcome to the Roast.
    Grab some pop tarts or whatever you fancy from Oliver's tray - and R-u-u-u-n!!

    Isn't that a spine tingling excerpt from Sandra's book?

    Awooooooooooooh, awooooooooh, werewoves....

  17. Hello Amarita, join the party, even though our guest of honor is nowhere to be found, but never fear, Lyn and Oliver and I are here to entertain you. Aoooooo

  18. Hi ladies! Sandra your book sounds great! Hmmm, I'm a bit worried about Mary. If her 'endowments' survive the change she'll have every male Were in three counties after her!
    If I had been the one bitten, I'd of stocked up on Alpo and sequestered myself for the duration; no hunting and ravishing for me ;)

  19. Hello Rachel, there’s plenty of pizza and food left, so help yourself to whatever strikes your fancy. Lyn and I are quite concerned about our dear Mary. Just an hour ago we received a ransomed note from the werewolf that sunk his fangs into her hooters. He claims she is safe and healthy, giddy with delight actually, with all the attention she’s getting from every male were in the surrounding counties. Grin. But, nonetheless, since they are holding her hooters for ransomed and all, we’re heading into the cave where they’re doing God knows what to her. Oliver is on it, leading the way. We’re worried sick as the note was signed in blood by the Werewolves of London…awooo!

    Where’s Sandra, you ask? That’s what we were wondering all day long. As you know, since you were such a fantastic guest last week, Lyn, Mary and I put a lot of time and hard work into these skits each week for our authors, creating a unique and one of a kind theme party to promote an author’s new release. We are all extremely busy authors, and although we totally love roasting an author each week, we can’t be expected to do all the work. We do ask that the author being roasted mix and mingle with the guests all day long to chat about the book and characters. It’s a common courtesy, after all, right? Thank you!

  20. ...unlesss of course there's a problem, like loss of internet, or alien abduction - or abduction by wolves! In which case we understand completely and will do our best to hold the fort! :)

    Welcome Rachel, thank you so much for stopping by. There's still plenty of virtual food and drink to be enoyed, so help yourself.

    Oh you'll never guess what. If you look in the sidebar you'll see Mary's beloved dog, Junior. He crossed over the rainbow bridge a while ago, and he and my little unicorn have been playing together in the celestial meadows ever since. Well he's obviously still watching over her. We just had a message from him. this is what is said:

    Don't worry about me. Me and my hooters are just fine. Don't bother sending ransom. Bite's not fatal or permanent and will wear off in a day or two. Meanwhile, these weres certainly know how to party!

    Wowooooooooooooooooooh! See you all next week, Mary!

  21. Hi Everyone,
    For those with bites, beware, there is a healing process, but its not fun.
    Apologies for my absence but cornered in the forest by the white wolf.

    Ms. Julia is a smart author...getting a rabies shot is planning ahead.

    Sky, good luck with your Lycan romance. They are fun aren't they.
    Rachel, sounds like you'd be a were with a pure heart. A rarity I'm told.

    Ms. Amarinda, as always thanks for stopping by. I appreciate it.

    Mary, Lyn and Sharon, Its day break. I hope you're safe.

  22. Phew! Thank goodness you're OK, Sandra, that's the main thing! You obviously charmed the white wolf into letting you escape?

    I think our Mary will be OK. She has a few secrets of her own, and Junior will watch over her.

  23. Phew! Thank goodness you're OK, Sandra, that's the main thing! You obviously charmed the white wolf into letting you escape?

    I think our Mary will be OK. She has a few secrets of her own, and Junior will watch over her.

  24. Glad Mary's okay, the cure isn't pretty. I believe I've heard something about gunpowder in the blood.

  25. Oooh nasty - but as I said our Mary has some tricks of her own up her sleeve, I wouldn't want to be the wolf that got her riled! lol

  26. Sounds like Mary would make a good Were Hunter.

  27. LOL Sandra, now don't go giving her ideas! :)

  28. There were some great responses here, but my favorite was Julia Barrett's, 'get a rabies shot'. Julia wins her choice of download from my site.

  29. Thanks so much, Sandra, it was such a fun roast, despite our Mary being kidnapped by the wolves! :)

    Don't worry folks I'm sure she'll be back next week. Thanks again for being our special guest Sandra, good luck and much success with 'Moon Watchers

  30. I'm free!!!!
    Leave my hooters alone will you!


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