#DD – a recipe, giveaway and excerpt from W. Lynn Chantale

I’m not really in the mood for Christmas. So much has been going on, it just doesn’t seem like the holiday. The promo has slowed down, but being a writer the voices in my head have taken the opportunity to chatter. Incessantly. And no one is enunciating their words, so I can’t even write down what’s being said. How many shopping days until Christmas? Three or four?

Still a little bummed, try this. Cuddle by a roaring fire with a mug of steaming cocoa, and pop in your favorite Christmas movie. Mine is ‘It’s A Wonderful Life,‘ and more recently ‘Moonlight and Mistletoe.’  Don’t forget to add the marshmallows.

The recipe makes quite a bit, but it’s just as good reheated.



1 (14 ounce) can EAGLE BRAND®

Sweetened Condensed Milk

1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa

1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract

1/8 teaspoon salt

6 1/2 cups hot water

Mini marshmallows (optional)




In large saucepan over medium heat, combine sweetened condensed milk, cocoa, vanilla and salt; mix well. Slowly stir in water. Heat through, stirring occasionally. Do not boil. Top with marshmallows, (optional). Store covered in refrigerator.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic

Thanks so much for hosting me. When I’m not dreaming about a roaring fire I can be found

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Make sure to leave a comment for the chance to win a copy of Santa’s Naughty List: Christmas Treats #1 Anthology.

Excerpt: Mistletoe Mambo in Christmas Treats #1 Anthology Santa’s Naught List

Blurb: Only one man dances to the music of Madeline’s heart.

She was aware of the crowd parting to accommodate their slow foxtrot, but she kept her focus on Max. Her knees wobbled so badly, if she ignored the intensity of his gaze she might stumble. He held her closer than necessary. Each glide of his hips brought his erection against her thigh. Surprised, she held her breath. Was it possible the attraction wasn’t one-sided, after all?

As if sensing her thoughts, he winged a brow. When his hand drifted lower on her hip, her heart thudded harder. Maybe he was flirting with her and merely used their dance as an excuse to hold her. Or perhaps this was wishful thinking on her part. Dancing wasn’t unusual at the Christmas party, but somehow dancing with him, knowing how she felt made the experience more exhilarating. Each brush of his pelvis sent an answering tremor through her body. She wanted more than three or four minutes in his arms. For a brief second, she rested her head on his shoulder. He tapped her right arm and she rotated into a spin. She completed two turns before he clasped her hand and drew her against the heat of his body once again.

She became lost in the depths of his eyes, glimpsing a longing she never noticed before as they circled the dance floor. The strength of his arm clasped her waist. The sure grip of his hand tightened on hers and the smooth texture of his trousers met her skin when he dipped her over his leg. Every nerve ending crackled at the sensual slide of his hard, powerful thigh beneath her bare back. He pressed his lips to the hollow of her throat and she forgot to breathe.

He stood her upright and glided them around the well-worn linoleum. Amazement must have shown on her face because he smirked. She followed his lead, too unsettled to do anything else. Did his little kiss mean he was interested, or was that just part of the dance? One more twirl around the floor, and then his steps slowed. Swaying in time to the music, he held her in his arms.

All too soon the song ended and they were forced to bow when thunderous applause cascaded through the room. Madeline pressed her hands to her cheeks while she struggled to catch her breath. She cast a sidelong glance at Max, his hand resting in the small of her back.

“I love dancing with you,” he whispered, leading her to the edge of the dance floor. “The scent of your perfume, the slide of your skin against mine, and when I lift you in my arms all I can think about is the way you would taste.” He squeezed her bottom.

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10 Responses to #DD – a recipe, giveaway and excerpt from W. Lynn Chantale

  1. Regina Ross says:

    thanks for sharing the recipe =)


  2. Shelly says:

    Recipe looks yummy! Enjoyed the excerpt. Would love to read the rest of the story. 🙂

  3. W. Lynn says:

    Thanks so much for having me here today.

  4. Valentina Rodriguez says:

    Nummy recipe!! I just recently found you through another blog so I am very excited to start reading your work 🙂

  5. Tessa says:

    I love hot cocoa. It’s raining and stormy outide, so this sounds perfect. Hot cocoa and your book. I’m gearing u for my holidays…

  6. W. Lynn says:

    Thank you everyone who dropped by or left a comment. Cngrats Valentina. You’re my lucky commenter. You’ll receive an email from me shortly. Thanks you Jossee for hosting me. I’ve had a grand time.

    Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

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