Decadent Decisions

Book Spotlight-Playing the Game by Stephanie Queen

2012-02-24T00:01:00.000-05:00

What would happen if the “priest” of basketball, the man most admired by all dedicated superstar athletes, Barry Dennis, met his match?

And his match was a woman?

Roxanne didn’t set out to figure what made the superstar tick, but she found out.

Playing the Game: about more than a ball

Excerpt

“Damn it,” Roxanne muttered. Her drink had splashed on her dress. The crowd was dense. Looking right, and then left, at the partygoers around her, she took a surreptitious glance down to inspect the damage.

A very large, dark, wet spot spread over her left breast. Luckily it was only ice water. Or maybe not so lucky, on second thought. She watched in horror as the red silk material clung to her skin.

“Double damn. My nipple is showing!” This time she forgot to keep her comment under her breath.

“Now that I’d like to see.” The man appeared from nowhere, towering beside her. He watched her reflection in the floor to ceiling window.

The heat of embarrassment ignited her face. The man was no gentleman. Her embarrassment turned to anger in a flash. She jutted her breast out for him to see.

“You can look all you want,” she dared, wanting to shift the discomfort to him.

She thought she’d succeeded, until the signature dimpled half-grin split his face.

“I’m Barry Dennis.” He held out his free hand for her to shake. He held a bottle of beer in the other. The famous lopsided smirk remained in place.

“Must be my lucky night.” She ignored his hand.

He laughed.

Biting her lip, she reminded herself to behave professionally. He was the star attraction at this gala and they were both there to raise money for a good cause.

“I’m Roxanne Monet.” She shook his hand. She eyed him, wondering if he’d dare to say something about her nipple.

“I know who you are. I watched you get fired from your job at the TV studio a few days ago. You were supposed to interview me.” Unrestrained amusement shone in his eyes now and his grin widened. She was really starting to dislike this guy.

The Realtor Series:Liz Crowe-Book Spotlight

2012-02-23T00:01:00.000-05:00

About the series:

The Realtors: Life in the House Lane

Love is an easy word to use, a hard one to demonstrate, and sometimes impossible to trust.

The Realtors is a sweeping epic, encompassing over ten years in the lives of two people who know how to love with their bodies, how to please and get pleasure, to control and be controlled. When it comes to the deeper meaning of the one word they both need however, their strong personalities get in the way. While their physical connection sizzles they continue to disappoint one another emotionally.

Jack Gordon has it all--money, success, a string of women—but sustains a deep longing for something more. When he thinks he finds it with Sara Jane Thornton, his world is never the same again. Sara releases his natural Dom, a side of him he'd thought buried out of frustration and unhappiness. Sara learns a true submissive must trust implicitly, something she cannot associate with him, no matter how many times she tries, and he fails.

With a rich cast of secondary characters, including a young man who presents a near-perfect foil to Jack's intensity, and who falls hard for Sara; The Realtors series is a romantic saga with an emphasis on contemporary life and love, with a healthy dose of white-hot eroticism. Modern, busy, driven characters living lives of purpose and real-time stress, seek the ever-elusive and highly coveted combination --a friend, lover and trusted advisor who will be there for the long haul.

Floor Time (The Realtors – Book 1): 01/23/2012

Jack Gordon is Ann Arbor's most delectable bachelor. At age thirty-five, he's made millions as a top-selling Ann Arbor real estate broker and has the right connections to close a deal by any means necessary. With his rugged good looks and compelling personality, he has a virtual black book most men would kill for and he uses it often, never settling for one woman for very long.

While his D/s past remains buried, exactly where he wants it, an undercurrent of boredom and dissatisfaction runs through his life now. A disastrous experience years earlier made him swear off the whole scene, but the more Jack suppresses his natural Dom, the more his frustration grows.

Sara Thornton, a rookie in the real estate game, has fast-tracked herself to the top of the Ann Arbor market. Her life reflects a disciplined and focused routine, exactly the way she wants it. However, as her career takes off, the fulfillment she seeks remains inexplicably out of reach. The one thing she knows for sure, she will not join the Jack Gordon groupies in her company, no matter how tempting that might seem.

A chance encounter, then a difficult transaction, throw Jack and Sara together and the sparks fly high and hot and often. Forced to confront the compulsions that gain momentum with each sizzling encounter, their relationship seems to spiral out of control until Jack finally admits what he needs, and shows Sara what she's been missing.

Sweat Equity (The Realtors – Book 2): 02/06/2012

Jack Gordon thought he’d finally made it. He had a wildly successful career, money in the bank and even returned to his life as Dom, putting an end to a string of unfulfilling sexual encounters. Now that he's made the ultimate commitment to Sara Thornton, he believes all is right in their world. However, a series of misunderstandings and a dose of self-fulfilling prophesy bring his perfectly crafted house of cards tumbling down around him, forcing him to confront lingering misgivings about marriage and trust. Could those be the only two things he can never achieve?

Sara struggles with her intense need for Jack and her desire for less volatility in her busy life, two goals which appear to be mutually exclusive. Although willing to put in the time and emotional effort to make their relationship work, she finds it futile and frustrating, littered with clashes thanks to near-identical personalities and temperaments. Given Sara’s history, easing back into the comfortable status quo becomes easier than fighting a war with the one person who should be her safe haven. But will the easier choice satisfy her the way only Jack can? Is her "war" one that comes from without or within?

Buffeted by circumstance, temptation and distraction, Jack and Sara’s tenuous relationship crumbles, sparking a continuous quest for the ever elusive: trust, love and acceptance. By the time they rebuild a foundation for renewal, fate has other plans. This leaves them both reeling, once again questioning their destiny.

Closing Costs (The Realtors – Book 3): 03/02/2012

Love conquers all? Not likely, according to Sara Thornton. She's spent eight years coming to terms with the new parameters of her life while resigning herself to the idea that “happily ever afters” are best left to fairytales. Sales manager for her successful real estate office and juggling an added element of responsibility she never thought she'd face, Sara continues to struggle with the men in her life. Love, for her, has only meant hurt, broken trust and anger; all of which she’s completely banished from her life, so she claims.

Jack Gordon has come a long way since his early days of obsession with Sara. As the general manager of Stewart Realty, his own level of responsibility for the well-being of others has ramped up. He’s even honed his caretaking skills, now that he has someone who loves him unconditionally.

Continuing to invest effort and rebuild their relationship, he and Sara grow close as friends. Despite this, his ultimate question remains unanswered; the one he keeps asking, no matter how many times she says no. Sara isn't prepared for the keen focus of his need--to have her back, once and for all. Her stubborn resistance nearly rips both lives apart

The epic conclusion to The Realtors series, Closing Costs brings Jack and Sara truly full circle. Proving that the heat of lust and obsession; the need for control and to be mastered in many areas of life can lead to love —surprising you when you least expect it – if you will only allow it.

Microbrewery owner, beer blogger and journalist, mom of three teenagers, and soccer fan, Liz lives in the great Midwest, in a major college town. Years of experience in sales and fund raising, an eight-year stint as an ex-pat trailing her spouse around the world, and making her way in a world of men (i.e. the beer industry) has prepped Liz for life as erotic romance author. When she is not sweating beer inventory, sales figures or promotional efforts for her latest publication, she can be found walking her standard poodles or doing Bikram Yoga. If you want a beer education follow her beer blog:. For writing-related topics, including her backlist.

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Hump Day inspiration

2012-02-22T00:00:00.000-05:00

Ahh some Wednesdays are more inspiring than others.

How do you feel about tattoos?

Cowboys?

Mmmm, chocolate.

Happy Hump Day.
Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic

Isn't She Lovely?

2012-02-21T09:58:00.000-05:00

One of the really cool things about being a writer is meeting people. Yes, I know I'm not a big fan of people, but when the opportunity to meet an honest to goodness beauty queen presents itself...well I just have to push that shyness aside and say 'hi.'

Aaneisha and Chantel

I had the pleasure of meeting Miss Black Michigan Chantel Knox as she crowned Junior Miss Black Teen Michigan Aaneisha Napier. Miss Napier is my niece.

Good things, good people are still providing positive role models for the City of Flint. In the meantime I'm going to sit back and enjoy the moment. Somewhere in all this there is a story brewing. Maybe I should shake the pail a little so the cream will rise to the top.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic.

Aren't they Lovely?

Unforgiven by Sarah Ballance

2012-02-20T00:01:00.000-05:00

Riley Beckett's past just came back to haunt her . . . and this time, he's got a gun.

When Gage Lawton finds his brother shot dead on his back porch, every shred of evidence points to one person: Gage's former lover, Riley. He and she didn't part ways on good terms, and he's not planning to rekindle anything now--not when he's got a revolver pointed at her head and a finger on the trigger.

A year after Riley swore she and Gage were over, he returns in a hail of gunfire. One look into those achingly familiar blue eyes and she knows how wrong she was to let him go, but now far more than their heated past stands in the way. A twist of fate puts them in the crosshairs of a killer, leaving Riley with two slim options: trust her greatest betrayer or face a murderer on her own.

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EXCERPT:

Something was wrong. Was the dark playing tricks on her? Riley Beckett froze, arm outstretched, hand poised to toss her keys on the table just inside her front door. But she didn't let go. Instead of dropping them in their usual spot, instinct whispered for her to feather pieces of the makeshift weapon between her knuckles. Heart pounding, she pressed the keys in a silent, white-knuckle grip and prayed her concerns were her imagination, that the paranoia of coming home alone to a dark house was getting the better of her.

One, two steps in. Wood planks echoed underfoot. She fought to breathe in air that grew thinner with every tense second.

Three steps.

Then it hit her. The scent. His scent. And with it a flush of memories. The burn of hot grass on her bare skin. Rough hands, a tender touch. Love so sweet she ached for it, her dreams raging, and her body drenched with need.

Their first time.

Her last.

"Gage?" Her voice broke on the single syllable. Riley's grip on the keys tightened, her blood raging hot and cold all at once.

A creak sounded from the corner chair. Her eyes refused to adjust in the darkness, but not even the faint light kept the blond streaks in his russet hair from giving him away. Like rays of sunshine, she used to tease, and her words never failed to draw a scowl across his rugged face.

"Riley."

God help her, her name on his lips sounded as it always had. Coarse. Dangerous. Forbidden. Even before . . . The memory surged, hot and vivid, leaving a metallic taste in her mouth. White heat assaulted her from every corner of the room.

The keys fell to the floor with a clink.

"An eye for an eye, is it?" His voice sounded unpracticed, as if he hadn't spoken in a long while.

She couldn't see his face, but she knew his expression. Flat and humorless. Broken. She remembered the day he stopped smiling. Every part of her wanted to flee, but she stood frozen to the spot.

"What do you mean?" Riley wondered if the words, whispered and weak, had the strength to make it across the room. Hadn't she always known she'd shatter the next time she saw him? Hadn't she dreamed of it anyway?

"You have to ask?" Gage laughed, cold and hollow. "Billy's dead. Hell of a thing to come home to, Riley. My brother blown to bits on my back porch."

"Oh, God." Riley swayed, bile rising in her throat. The room filled with a distant buzzing. She took one unsteady step to the side and stumbled.

When she found his gaze, it was over the business end of a revolver.

He leveled the gun in her direction. Everything else in her world trembled, but his aim held rock steady. Unyielding.

His eyes burned blue and bright. "What I want to know, sweetheart, is why you did it."

He worked his finger over the trigger, and a veil of blackness threatened her last discerning thought.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sarah and her husband of over fourteen years live on the mid-Atlantic coast with their six young children, all of whom are perfectly adorable when they're asleep. She often jokes that she writes to be around people who will listen to her, but her characters aren't much better than her kids. Fortunately, her husband is quite supportive, having generously offered to help her research "the good parts." She's never had to ask twice.

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Cowboys and Em Petrova

2012-02-18T00:01:00.000-05:00

Cowboys have their own style and attitude, which is exactly why I wanted to spend time writing them. Now I can officially say I’m a sucker for a cowboy hat and a rugged pair of Wranglers. Yep, ladies and gents, I’ve crossed over! Yeehaw!

While I was writing my latest ménage, Outlaws of Love, I spent some time researching all things cowboy and western. That means I watched some damn good movies. Here are some of the best of all time.

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly—a total classic. Anyone who hasn’t seen this is missing out. Nothing beats the one-word answers or the bad-ass glares of Clint Eastwood!

The Outlaw Josey Wales—since we’re talking Clint Eastwood, this is a must-see.

Young Guns—What the story might be lacking, is made up for with a hunk cast of actors like Emilio Estevez, Kiefer Sutherland, Lou Diamond Phillips, Charlie Sheen, Dermot Mulroney, and Casey Siemaszko!

Tombstone—this movie packs a powerful punch. I’m not a huge fan of Kurt Russell, but who could ever be a better Wyatt Earp?

Hell on Wheels—this modern western sucked me right in. The brooding Cullen Bohannen is one hot leading man. I have to admit, I didn’t catch this series until the last two episodes of the season. By then, I’d already written Outlaws of Love, but I was thrilled to find new inspiration for more books in my Hollis Boys series.

Now I’ll leave you with a very hot excerpt of Outlaws of Love. Thanks for stopping by, and thank you to W Lynn for hosting me!

Blurb:

Upon traveling west to marry, Annabelle Stephens longed to leave her nickname of Sweetheart Annie and the strict rules of Boston society behind, but the taboo freedom she faces wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. When a sexy outlaw storms into her rented room and kidnaps her, she’s embroiled in a dangerous game with not one man, but two.

Until now Xander Hollis wanted one thing—or maybe two—to stop the Southern Gorge Railroad from stealing the homesteaders’ land, and to act on his desires with his partner in crime James. Like Robin Hoods of the old west, he and James embark on a mission to rob from the rich and give to the poor. When he refuses to let go of the woman who could identify him, he finds he’s in true danger. Danger of losing his heart to the heiress of the very railroad corporation he struggles to bring down.

Adult Excerpt:

EXCERPT of OUTLAWS OF LOVE- RATED ADULT

James leaned in and drew a deep breath, his nose inches from her hair. She tensed in response, but her body throbbed. Her nipples tightened almost painfully. Xander gripped her waist and plucked her off her feet, settling her astride in the saddle. She tried not to wiggle to ease the ache between her thighs even as she avoided James’s steady gaze.

“What is your mother like?” She hoped to distract him from her need, though the spark was quickly growing to an inferno.

“You’re going to love everything about my ma,” Xander said, vaulting up behind her. He tucked her tight against his chest with his familiar arm locked around her waist. James crossed to his horse and loosened the rope keeping it from running away.

“His mother’s the best cook in the world.”

“Better than yours, James.”

“No lie.” The man hitched his foot into the stirrup with the barest of winces and seated himself atop Switchback.

Xander probed her ear with his tongue, and his cock jammed harder against her buttocks. “James’s mother burns everything.”

“I used to pretend to eat my meal and then ran like hell across the fields to get to the Hollis Ranch in time for supper.” He set his heels into his horse, and they took off.

Xander didn’t immediately follow but nuzzled her throat. “You’re so goddamned alluring, Annabelle. I need you.”

She twisted, threw her arms around his neck and drew him down for a kiss. The instant their lips brushed, a series of explosions detonated in her core. Her nerve endings pinged. Her breasts grew heavy with need. And her pussy pulsated, begging to be stroked. Stretched. Filled.

“Please, Xander. Touch me.”

“Mmm.” His chest rumbled against her side. Gliding a hand over her knee and up her inner thigh, he located the V of her legs. Through the fabric of her dress, he rubbed her heated folds.

Grasping her skirt, she hitched it up to expose her pussy to his fingers. She stole a glance at James’s back. He was still riding, either giving them a moment of privacy or oblivious to the fact they weren’t following.

Xander’s hard lips commanded hers. At the first touch, she opened her mouth to him, and his tongue swept inside. He tasted the walls of her mouth, his tongue working deeper against hers. When he strummed the bundle of nerves between her thighs, she gasped.

Quivering with need, she writhed against him, seeking more of his maddening touch. The blaze of desire in her belly was uncontrollable. If she didn’t get release soon, she’d go insane.

She’d tossed out her inhibitions and admitted that she craved his touch. When he stroked her, she lost all sense of time and place, which couldn’t be a good thing. She was about to arrive at the Hollis family ranch, where people would surround them day and night. And James couldn’t be far away, could he?

Xander tore his mouth away. “How long will it take, baby doll?” How many times do I have to do this” -- he circled her clit once, twice -- “to make you come on my fingers?”

“Oooh.” Flashes of delight sparked behind her eyes, and her world narrowed to include only Xander’s leather-and-musk scent and the pressure of his callused fingers against her sensitive tissues.

Even when the hoofbeats of James’s horse sounded nearby, she couldn’t open her eyes and make Xander stop. He parted her thighs with one hand, exposing her completely to the air and surely to James’s gaze.

Xander’s words drowned out all cares. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Feels good, doesn’t it? Your pussy is so pretty, all tight and wet. Your clit so swollen. You want to come for me, don’t you?”

In a blinding burst, she splintered. Wave after wave of blissful sensation washed over her. She clung to Xander, her gasps suddenly swallowed by his kiss. He ground her nubbin into her body, extending her release. Cream soaked his fingers.

James gave a soft moan.

And Annabelle’s eyes shot open. The man was mounted not five feet from them, his horse dancing slightly. James’s gaze was riveted between her thighs.

Xander lifted his head, looked right at James, and thrust his finger deep into her body.

A haze of rapture settled over her as another orgasm broke over her. The waves pounded her, the pinnacle sharper and more fulfilling than the last. Sensation ripped through her, and she stopped breathing for a minute. When she cried out, James’s gaze flashed to hers, caught and held. As her release pounded through her muscles, she couldn’t look away if she wanted. She was trapped again -- between Xander’s adept fingers and James’s stimulating stare.

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Assumed Identity with Lila Munro

2012-02-17T00:01:00.000-05:00

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

I’m a forty-something empty nester who’s married to her own real life hero in the form of a US Marine. Currently I live on the coast of North Carolina, although I’ve lived all over the place over the last fifteen years and in fact have moved nine times. I’ve held a driver’s license in four states and had an international driving permit at one time when I lived in Okinawa, Japan for three years. I have two pets, a Bernese Mountain dog named Rags and an overweight Sheltie named Lady, both of whom were rescue dogs and think they are tiny humans. I love research. Yep, that’s right. I love research. Not many people do and I’ve only found a smattering of writers these days that enjoy it, but I think it’s one of the most fabulous parts of penning, the hunt for the facts. And my research trips take me to some of the most unusual places, and I’ve met some of the most fascinating individuals that way.

What do I write? Everything from sweet to heat. I started out writing pretty tame characters in vanilla worlds and gradually progressed to individuals that lived in much less vanilla worlds with lots of toys…and…stuff.  My first love though was military romance and later this year I’ll see a return to that sub-genre for a while.

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

Absolutely! Stephen King once said if you don’t have time to read, you don’t have time to write. I read almost every day. My Kindle is filled with Maya Banks, Kitty Thomas, Loralei James, Tymber Dalton and KA Mitchell currently. This list is much longer on the archived titles and I find new things I want all the time.

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

Bubble baths…and decaf coffee. I’m not allowed caffeine anymore. Aside from that I write anything to get kick started. Blog posts, letters, character profiles…

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

I’ve been asked this question several times this year and my answer is always the same. It might seem pretty boring to most people, but here goes. My husband is a Marine. He’s been deployed this time for a year and isn’t home yet. The most romantic thing would be our back yard and a bottle of wine right now. 

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

Well, it used to be hard for me to write “those” words…you know, (murmuring out of the side of my mouth) body part. ;) Not anymore. I tell new writers, stand in front of a mirror. Repeat difficult word or phrase until you no longer turn red. Write. They will now come much easier while writing since you have no trouble saying them. 

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

I can’t tell all my dirty secrets and desires…my goodness. ;) I do so love Jillian Stewart though from book two in my Identity series, True Identity. Steph Sachelles is just yummy!

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

Regular trips to Vicky’s Secret…the sales clerks at my store know me by name. ;)

Lila Munro currently resides on the coast of North Carolina with her husband and their two four-legged kids. She’s a military wife with an empty nest and takes much of her inspiration for her heroes from the marines she’s lived around for the past fifteen years. Coining the term realmantica, she strives to produce quality romance in a realistic setting. Her genre of choice is contemporary romance that spans everything from the sensual to BDSM and ménage. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading everything she can get her hands on, trips to the museum and aquarium, taking field research trips, and soaking up the sun on the nearby beaches. Her works include The Executive Officer’s Wife, Bound By Trust, Destiny’s Fire, Salvation, Three for Keeps, the Force Recon series, the Slower Lower series, and the Identity series. She’s a member in good standing of RWA and Passionate Ink. Currently she’s working on sequels to several series to be released throughout 2012. And has a brand new line scheduled for winter 2012-13. Ms. Munro also works as the VP of Business Affairs for Rebel Ink Press. She loves to hear from her readers and can be contacted via her website http://realmanticmoments.blogspot.com or through Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/Lila_Munro You can also contact her via email at lilasromance@gmail.com For more information about Rebel Ink Press please visit their website at www.rebelinkpress.com

Innocent childhood games of dress-up and pretend…

Julie Stevens is as straight as they come. Or so she tries to convince herself. But it isn’t easy believing that little white lie when she has the two most sexually eccentric best friends on the planet. One is a bi-sexual Domme who believes if it looks fun, try it. The other is a gay man in the role of slave to his very sexy Master whom Julie often wishes wasn’t gay. Dante’s commanding presence makes her want to do things that set her on fire with need and embarrassment. Given her boring vanilla life, how exactly does she fit into their world? Would they like to have a shinier third wheel?

Are a completely different animal for grownups…

After one wild evening and a bit too much liquid encouragement, Julie discovers a side of herself she’s always tried to ignore. The realization she’s a sub not only scares her, it excites her and she yearns for more. But the process of finding the right man to teach her becomes a real issue, until Mason comes along. He’s everything Julie imagines a Dom should be. Armed with her masque and Renaissance costume, Julie is thrown for a loop when the handsome Master draws more willingness out of her than she ever thought possible. Is it possible she’s more than a submissive? And will the assumptions he’s made about her identity end up tearing them apart?

“Are you wet, angel?” Mason asked, running one hand down the middle of her back. Her intake of breath told him she was and that she didn’t want to admit it. “Answer me. Now.”

“Yes,” she whispered over a whimper.

Covering her body with his, Mason leaned over her and gently took her by her hair. “Tell me what you need, angel.”

Silence. Sniffling. Muffled moans.

“Julie. Tell. Me. What. You. Need.”

“Sex.” Her voice was barely audible.

“No. That’s what you think I want. I know what I want. You’re to free your mind of thoughts concerning what you think I want.” Mason pushed back up and began moving one hand over her back in a soothing pattern. “Tell me what you need.”

“I need…I…Don’t make me…”

“Say it.”

“I need to come,” she whined.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Now tell me what you want.”

“I don’t understand…”

“Yes, you do. Tell me,” he growled.

“I want you to make me come,” she gushed, arching her back into his constant touch.

“I’m going to do just that, angel,” he spoke harshly, leaning back over her and taking a handful of hair, raising her head enough he could nip her earlobe. “Tell me you understand.”

“I understand.”

“When’s the last time you had an orgasm?” She started to answer and he cut her off. “With a man?”

“I can’t remember.”

“Shame on them,” Mason told her.

He stood and while keeping one hand on her lower back letting her know he was still present, he unbuttoned his jeans then unzipped them slowly, adding to her agony by being forced to listen to the click of each tine popping open. Scooting his pants down his legs along with his boxers, he stepped out of them and when his hand left her so he could sheath himself, Julie grunted in frustration.

“Get on your back on the bed,” he said as he finished rolling the condom down. She needed the visual contact even if she couldn’t see anything but shadows and reflections.

She hesitated, looked behind her as if trying to determine if he was baiting her or not, then turned and backed across the mattress before lying down with her legs spread and her arms at her sides, her eyes tightly squeezed shut. So clinical, as if she expected to be used as a vessel. Who the hell had she been with before and what the hell had they done to her to make her think sex was about lying like a dead fish while the man got what he wanted? Then he remembered what she’d been like at the party, after he’d caught her in the chase.

She was carefree and happy, not at all a dead fish beneath him. As he’d lain on her in the garden, she was vital and eager. Mason believed she’d have done anything he asked of her she was so pliable…She’d been Hayden. Not Julie. She’d not just been dressed for the party. She was literally hiding behind her masque.

A bit of anger and sorrow wound around Mason’s state of arousal and squeezed him as he realized she had to assume an identity to feel. Then he was almost ashamed at the bit of happiness that crept in at the realization that she was not only fresh and new to his world but actually, she was like putty in his hands. She was ready to be molded into the person she was perfectly capable of being. He could be the one to show Julie how good it really could be, not just physically, but emotionally as well. For tonight though, she needed a safe haven, a place where she could turn her fears into dancing.

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Trust In Me & Skye Warren

2012-02-16T00:01:00.000-05:00

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

I’m Skye Warren, and I write dark erotica. The first book in the Erotic Nonconsent series, Keep Me Safe, came out in November 2011. The second book, Trust In Me, is out now. Trust In Me is an erotic and violent love story between a whore and the childhood hero who failed her. I also have two short erotic stories that are free, Beauty Touched the Beast and Sweetest Mistress, as a gift for my readers, though these are not nearly as dark as the Erotic Nonconsent books.

I’m also a wife and mother, as well as a working professional, and I consider it a privilege to write. Every reader who finds my work compelling, enjoyable or even disturbing feels like a gift.

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

Definitely! There’s a quote by Saul Bellow which says, “A writer is a reader moved to emulation.” That certainly describes me. Mostly I stay within the romance and erotica genres, only straying for an occasional recommended read. But with romance, I read erotic, historical, contemporary, paranormal – all over the romancelandia map! I write dark erotica, so some of my favorite authors in this space are Kitty Thomas, Annabel Joseph and Selena Kitt.

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

When I first started writing, I opened up a blank Word document and typed out a fantasy. Now I have novel writing software and plotting boards and a writing schedule to follow, but when my muse is uncooperative, I go back to the beginning. I open up a blank Word document, and just write. That reminds me why I do this – because I enjoy it! It also tends to get the juices flowing so that I can go back to my manuscript with fresh ideas.

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

Paris. Not only is it the romance capital, but it’s one of the few places I’ve been with my husband outside the US, so it’s special to us.

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

Things that aren’t sex. That may sound flippant, but it’s really not. To me, sex is this deep well of potential. Maybe some people see it as a shallow thing, like sex is the same for everyone in every situation. But for me, every encounter is layered with our hopes and insecurities, with power exchange and shades of consent, with a sense of purpose. It’s almost like I view the world, and our interactions with each other, through the lens of sex.

So I can happily write about sex in a thousand different variations, like a flurry of snowflakes, each one unique. But it’s hard for me to step back and write, say, a scene of a family moment or day at work. It feels flat, like a story I made up (which it is) as opposed to a living thing, like my erotic writing feels.

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

Oh dear, what a question. You see, my heroines are often seriously traumatized. The heroine, Rachel, from the first book in my Erotic Nonconsent series, was raped. The heroine in Trust in Me, Mia, was abused as a child and ended up under the thumb of a crime lord. So it’s hard to say which character I’d like to be because it’s a dark fantasy – not intended for real life! But I think they handle their situations with a certain grace and composure that is enviable. They both maintain a certain touch of humor about their lives, which to me is a sign that they haven’t been broken.

I also think that Mia was cared for in ways that were difficult for her to really appreciate. We only find out toward the end of Trust in Me. So I would say that I’d choose to be her, between the two of them.

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

Well, I have a young child, so I consider any alone time with my husband to be extremely indulgent. We’ll cuddle or watch a movie, and inevitably other things. For the busy woman, time is the biggest luxury. Time to spend with her lover, or time to read erotica ;-)

TRUST IN ME by Skye Warren

Can love be found between a whore and a knight in tarnished armor?

Mia longs for the daily torture to end, but one last task keeps her holding on. In a betrayal of the crime lord who pulled her from the gutter, she’ll free the shipment of human cargo, and if she’s lucky, die in the process. The alternative is unfathomable, even to a woman well-versed in erotic torture. But luck abandons her yet again when she meets the security expert in charge of the shipment and finds herself face to face with her childhood crush. The man she once begged for help. The man who failed her.

Tyler Martinez is an undercover FBI agent with one chance to right the wrongs of his past. Thrust deep into the seedy world of human trafficking, he must put aside his guilt over abandoning Mia all those years ago in order to save her now.

Someone’s pulling the strings in this sadistic play on trust, but Tyler and Mia may not live long enough to see the curtain fall. Trust in Me is a story of erotic pain and incipient romance, spiraling ever faster toward betrayal or redemption.

WARNING:
This book contains explicit scenes of dubious consent, graphic violence and sex. It also depicts abuse and captivity situations. Not appropriate for anyone uncomfortable with these situations or anyone under the age of eighteen. This is a work of fiction.

Buy it now: http://skyewarren.com/books/trust-in-me/

EXCERPT

Carlos looked down at me from his seat with a half-smile. The guy next to him was speaking in low, urgent tones, but I had his attention.

Other whores might try coy smiles or a flash of cleavage, but if you really knew El Jefe—and, unfortunately, I did—then you knew all you had to do was drop to his feet. I knew what he wanted and how he liked it, knowledge born of years of training. As long as I behaved, he wouldn’t kill me. I craved the release of death, but I was too well trained to earn it.

I reached his leather shoes and waited. The same Italian leather shoes that had kicked me only recently, but they weren’t a danger to me now. Carlos didn’t like to get too messy when he had guests. Even though I didn’t like performing, I could be glad this new guy was around today. Then again, I’d probably have to service him next.

Carlos unzipped his pants.

The guy sucked in a quiet breath, as if we’d shocked him.

That wouldn’t stop Carlos. He wasn’t an exhibitionist. He was a sadist, and the only thing better than causing someone physical pain was causing him emotional discomfort. Every pinch was designed to humiliate, every blow to subjugate. You’re not worthy, they said, and I lapped up every blow to my shrunken ego like the masochist I’d learned to be.

GIVEAWAY

Skye Warren is giving away a copy of Trust in Me to a commenter from each stop in the blog tour. In addition, every comment along the way enters you in the drawing for a $20 Amazon gift certificate. What do you think about stories that are so dark that they’re hard to read, heartbreaking or violent? Do you have to be in a certain mood to take them on?

Don't forget to include your email addy for the giveaway. Thanks!

Hump Day Inspiration

2012-02-15T00:01:00.000-05:00

It's Wednesday. Oh yeah. You know what day it is, Hump Day!

Perhaps a back rub?

Maybe an incentive to stay in bed?
I love chocolate.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic

Welcome Liberty Blake

2012-02-14T00:30:00.000-05:00

I'm pleased to have fellow SMP author and partner in crime, Liberty Blake. She was kind enough to party with me and my guys on the lovely Valentine's Day. Roses and chocolates for everyone! *mwah*

Tell the readers a little about yourself.

Hi, I'm Liberty Blake. I live in a small town in New England. I am the Queen of all Jobs (like a Jack of all Trades). I have cleaned toilets in exchange for Karate lessons, taught dancing, been a cocktail waitress, a radio disc jockey, a teacher, the chairperson of a multi-million dollar non-profit organization. I even spent a week working as a lumber jack. I have five children and I am always surrounded by small people.

As an author, do you take time to read?

Reading is my life. It has gotten me through some very difficult times. I reward myself with reading time.

Who are your favorite authors?

I have many authors that are on my must buy list. The one that has been on the list the longest is Georgette Heyer. She may not have invented the Regency Romance, but she defined what it was. Her books always bring a smile to my face. I love Hannah Howell's books. She knows how to write strong female characters that are believable for the times they live in and strong alpha heroes who love them. Andre Norton for all the wonderful fantasy novels she wrote. Carrie Vaughn's Kiity the Werewolf series. Sara Paretsky created V. I. Warshawski. Sherrilyn Kenyon. Christine Feehan. Lisa Gardner. Linda Howard. This list could go on and on, but these are the authors I buy as soon as they are available.

How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

I do the dishes. I hate cleaning, so this is a drastic measure for me. I also give myself permission to take a break, it is better than letting the frustration grow. If the Muse is still being obstinate I work on something else.

If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

Anywhere is romantic if you are with the right person.

What is the hardest thing for you to write?

Light and airy. A dark edge and sex are easy for me, it is the light and airy stuff that takes a lot of work.

If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

I would be Noelle from Christmas Spirit she's an optimist. She helps those in need. She loves her work and she is spunky.

What do you like to write about the most?

It all depends on my mood, but my tendency is more toward the dark. My characters must have strife in their lives before they can overcome the past.

What do you like to write the least?

Non-fiction.

The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

I am a free spirit. That is my greatest indulgence.

http://www.stillmomentspublishing.com/p/ebook-store.html

Valentine Delights Be Mine on Smashwords:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/130214

Please be sure to remove the adult filter. Be Mine has spice.

With Love Blog Hop-Last Day

2012-02-13T00:01:00.000-05:00

Well here we are, the last day of the blog. Have you stuffed yourself with chocolate, eaten a little too much steak and seafood? Maybe you're tired of all the love hoopla and nonsense. Well that's okay too. My middle son thinks Valentine's will be crappy anyway. He'll be all right.

I'll draw my winners on Feb. 15 and post them shortly thereafter. So that's four winners I'll announce and yes there's still time to enter. You have until Hump Day Inspiration goes live which is midnight EST. And I do give prizes internationally.

Have a Happy Valentine's Day.
Until next time Indulge Your Inner Romantic

V-Day with Anne Holly

2012-02-12T00:01:00.001-05:00

Hi there! Thanks for having me. I’m very happy to be here.

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

I have been a published writer of romance and erotic romance for a little over a year, and am a lifelong reader of romance. I have seven short works and a novel out so far, and have another novel and a collection coming in 2012. I’m also a mother to a three year old human and a one year old cat, and a teacher. I’m from Canada’s east coast, and I love the water. I am also a fan of coffee and movies, in that order.

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

I do, whenever I can. I will sometimes not allow myself to read when I’m in first-draft-stage, to make sure I stay focused on my writing and to keep wayward influences out, but I think it’s essential that a writer be a reader first, especially for genre lit, like romance.

What I read? Anything and everything. I read a lot of non-fiction for my job, and for fun, and I love biographies. I have a secret True Crime addiction. I am a fan of the classics, and am still catching up to about 1890 or so. I love Dickens, and Shaw, and Trollope, and, of course, Jane Austen and the Brontes. A little more recent, Graham Greene is wonderful, and was so prolific that I still haven’t exhausted his bibliography. My favourite contemporary fiction authors are mostly romance – Debbie Macomber and LaVyrle Spencer are my main favourites.

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

To be honest, I force it. I know that might not sound like a good idea, but I agree with whoever (Philip Roth, I think) said that amateurs wait for inspiration, while professionals just get up and go to work. With a small child and a job, I don’t have the luxury of waiting for inspiration, so I just sit down and write, even if it’s stiff at first. It usually starts flowing after the first few hundred words. If need be, I just cut the rusty bits after I’m done for the day. I am a plotter and big on outlines, so I just take my daily scene assignment, and I do it. Bum-in-seat/fingers-on-keyboard is the only way I know to get over a slump. Now, we all need to know when we need a rest or a change, but often just doing it will do the trick for me.

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

Actually, I’m a homebody, so I think you can’t get much more romantic than that. You can circle the globe and not find anything as wonderful as you have within your own circle of beloved people. But if I had to choose, I would love to see all the coasts of Canada. I find the north incredibly alluring.

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

Dialogue is, I think, both the hardest and most rewarding thing to write. Fantastic if it comes out right, but devilishly tricky to make realistic and smooth. Also, the exposition – it’s hard to give readers the information they need without making it sound like a big info dump. That was the first hill I had to climb over in my pursuit of professional craftsmanship, and is still something every writer has to consider while writing.

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

Josie, from Strings Attached, I think. I envy her strength. I covet her northern ranch, and her independent life full of outdoor work. I wouldn’t say no to her Australian hunk, either.

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

I am a fan of romantic books and movies, and I love to curl up in a comfy chair in my PJs, with a nice creamy, flavoured coffee or a mug of jasmine tea and some chocolates or popcorn. This is particularly wonderful after a long, hot lavender-scented bath. I don’t have as much time to do that these days as I did pre-motherhood, but I still make the time to indulge myself. Recharging the batteries is important for everyone.

Thanks again for a chance to meet your readers. Happy Valentine’s Day!

V-Day, an erotic romantic comedy for Valentine’s Day:

By Anne Holly

It all started with a serenade…

A family like Daniel’s and the solitary pursuit of musical excellence is enough to make a young man crazy. No wonder all Daniel Vouks dreams of is getting away. He knows his violin will take him places in life, but the only place he really wants to be is next door. He’s been in love with his neighbor since he was fourteen, but can he ever make her see him as more than just a lovesick kid?

V-Day is the story of a Valentine's Day weekend Daniel fears he may regret, but will never, ever forget.

For more information about my Valentine’s Day erotic romantic comedy, V-Day, please see my holiday stories website: http://annehollyholiday.webs.com/valentinesdaytales.htm

Anne Holly is a Canadian writer of romance and erotic-romance, as well as a mother and teacher. You may visit Anne at her blog or website, or find her on GoodReads, Facebook and Twitter (@anneholly2010). Sign up for her newsletter here. Email: anneholly2010@gmail.com.

With Love Blog Hop

2012-02-12T00:01:00.000-05:00

The really cool thing about Valentine's Day being on Tuesday, is one can celebrate the entire weekend. No doubt some of you have taken advantage of early bird specials, free shipping, extras so on and so forth.
I was going to talk about the flowers my hubby brought home to me. *sigh* Beautiful hot pink roses. While their sweet, heady fragrance competes with that of fried chicken I'm reminded of my mom.

Mom lived in Columbus, OH for several years and I saw her maybe once or twice. So the only way I could show mom I was thinking about her was to send her flowers.

I scoured the Internet and found a florist in her area and sent her, her favorite flowers, yellow roses. And if I sent them before or after Valentine's Day, shipping was free. Free shipping meant I could add a couple of balloons, a box of candy and a stuffed animal.
She was the envy of her work place. I sent her flowers every few months to let her know I was thinking about her. I think I need to do that again.
Valentine's Day is a day of love. Even if you don't have a lover this season, show that special someone how much you care.

Me? I'm going to go buy those f*ck me heels, since my honey gave me a gift card. They'll go great with the pink lingerie.

Sorry, I had to have a hottie.

Until next time Indulge Your Inner Romantic

Blog Hop, Fiction and Reviews

2012-02-11T00:01:00.000-05:00

I know you're wondering how I'm going to fit all of this in this post, right? Okay first order of business. Blog Hop. You know the drill, if you've been to Decadent Decisions before. I keep things simple. Leave a comment for a chance to win a Valentine prize. I'll post a picture of the prize a little later, on the contest page.

I'm also over at The Romance Studio Valentine shindig. Leave a comment there for a chance to win a $15 GC.

Oh and when you leave a comment, please include your email address. I need to know whom to contact. Links to The Romance Studio and the Valentine's Day blog hop are in the upper left hand corner.

In the meantime here a few authors I've read and have reviewed over the last couple of weeks. Maybe you'll discover a new author or two.

Hawthorne by Sarah Ballance Romantic Suspense

I loved the surprise ending. Yes, there is a surprise and I’m not going to ruin it. Let me tell you, I love a good ghost story and Hawthorne delivered on its promise with a vengeful ghost, a haunted plantation and a missing will.

This story caught me off-guard and knocked me for a loop. I’m one of those readers or viewers who can generally figure out the storyline fairly quickly, but this story just blew me away.

At the opening we glimpse Emma Grace returning to her ancestral home after a ten year absence, her grandmother has passed away and the will cannot be found. Despite knowing she needs to return to settle the estate, two things bother her, her accident and the love she had for the caretaker’s son, Noah.

Noah has some lingering sadness over Emma Grace’s accident, because she left and he never got to pursue the love he had for her. And he stayed at Hawthorne, hoping one day she would return.

Who wouldn’t want a guy like this and I couldn’t wait for these two character to get together. After all this is a romantic suspense and that first kiss...sigh.

This story kept me swiping my Kindle, I couldn’t read fast enough and the bread crumbs sprinkled throughout the story...I enjoyed the emotional element. Who hasn’t had a budding love just waiting to blossom, but there’s a twist. One I didn’t see coming until the author wanted me too.

So if you’re looking for a quick read, that will have you thinking about the ending long after you’ve read this great story, Hawthorne is the read for you.

Amazon

Rosemary & Mistletoe by Bianca Sommerland Erotica

This was a sweet, sexy story. All Rosemary wants to do is spend Christmas with her nest. After the trauma they all sustained I can see why. If you haven’t read Rosemary Entwined, no worries there’s enough backstory sprinkled in so the reader isn’t lost.

Rosemary is a succubus, a demon who feeds off sexual energy

Then of course I was curious as to how one woman could take on seven men. Call it a fascination of mine.

I just liked this story. It was funny, romantic, sweet, sexy and made me want to learn more about these characters. The characters are not perfect, they all have flaws and that really appealed to me.

Also once I started reading I couldn’t put it down. I was only going to read a few pages, since the hubby wasn’t home and ended up reading until about two in the morning. I love stories that keep me riveted to the page and willing to ditch sleep to find out what happens next.

Nicely Done!

Amazon

Daughter of Lust by Ann Mayburn Erotica

If you want to read a book your absolutely cannot put down. This is the one. The characters were so compelling, the struggle real. OMG I was only going to read a little bit of the story while I was in the car, but I tuned out my husband. When I got home I ignored my son. I did not put the story down until I finished and even then I didn't want it to end.

I loved Natalia Shura, a Cambion, part human part demon. She has no idea of her heritage and the emotions she goes through while coming into her powers, she thinks she's losing her mind most of the time. It was very nicely done.

And there are such vivid creatures in the story as well, like the Nightmare and some of the demons and devils mentioned.

Did I mention I didn't want this story to end?

If you've read this far, don't forget to leave a comment with your email addy.

Good luck and don't forget to Indulge Your Inner Romantic!

The War Between Digital and Print

2012-02-10T00:01:00.000-05:00

Today, I met with my colleagues for a safety meeting at work. The men, both over the age of fifty, stated their struggle with computers and technology. They emphasized their reluctance to change with the times, in part over their fear of the unknown. In other words, they worried that they’d “screw something up.”

It reminded me of the time I asked my father for a computer. It was the early 1990’s and I needed one to write papers. He laughed off my request, believing I had no need for such an item, and instead, bought me a word processor. By the time I completed my undergraduate degree, not only did he buy me a computer for law school, but instigated computers for his office. Even then, he purchased for me the same computer he used at work. Again, fear of the unknown.

It’s partly due to fear and misunderstanding that we now wage a battle between digital and print publishing. I love the feel of a book in my hand. I swore I’d never give in to this new technology. After reading one book on my husband’s e-reader, I was addicted.

I’ve never been one for delayed gratification. Instead of going to the library or bookstore, I simply download a book to my e-reader or i-Phone with only one click of a button. Easy. Simple. Quick. That’s my life and the life of millions of readers across the world.

There will always be naysayers, telling stories about the “good old days,” when women stayed home to raise their kids and individuals had time to go to the library to find a book. Let’s face it, that time is over. We’re in the twenty-first century. The digital age. Will we transition to digital books and eliminate printed versions overnight? Of course not. Look at the record album. People swore nothing could replace them. Since the record, we’ve had eight-tracks, tapes, CD’s and now, mp3 players. Technology evolves.

For the last month, I’ve studied Kindle’s Top 100 paid romance books list. The majority of those books are priced below five dollars. On January 28, 2012, nine of the ten top selling books were priced less than two dollars. Unknown and self-published authors are selling more Kindle books than famed authors Eloisa James, Sabrina Jeffries, and Kresley Cole, who all had new releases last month.

In contrast, Barnes and Noble’s Top 10 paid romance books included lower priced books by named authors Fern Michaels, Tessa Dare, Sharon Sala, and Nora Roberts. On January 28, only one book on the list was self-published.

Despite the success and impressive sales of digital and self-published authors, agents are still reluctant to take them on as clients. Furthermore, the authors no longer need or want an agent or traditional publisher. While we hear about those self-published authors who sell more than a million copies of their book, rarely do we hear about those who reach modest success. But let’s face it. Most authors don’t become household names. Still, if you can earn a living from your books, who cares?

It seems even those individuals with no experience in publishing are able to mull their way through the complicated field. Those companies offering “self-publishing” services such as Smash Words have made certain of it.

Ashley Barron posted a blog about author Colleen Scott’s experience with Amazon KDP Select Program. She experienced a huge increase of downloads of her book when she offered it for free. However, she pointed out that people download the free books and never read them. It’s only going to help if they read it, love it, and recommend it to their friends. The hope is it will lead to future book sales of not only that book, but past and future books.

Authors and readers now have a choice. Choice is good. Our country is based on the principles of a free market society. Since e-books are more affordable than printed copies and easier to obtain, the chance of it growing over time will increase. The market will make the decision for the industry.

Blurb:
When her younger brother marries on her twenty-ninth birthday, food addict Sara Friedman drunkenly vows to three hundred wedding guests to find and marry her soul mate within the year.

After her humiliating toast becomes a YouTube sensation, she permits a national morning show to chronicle her search. With the help of best friend, Missy, she plunges head first into the shallow end of the dating pool.

Her journey leads her to question the true meaning of soul mates, as she decides between fulfilling her vow to marry before her thirtieth birthday and following her heart’s desire. But before she can make the biggest decision of her life, Sara must begin to take her first steps toward recovery from her addiction to food.

http://www.shellybellbooks.com
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Kindle link: http://t.co/ScndqPlR

Moon Over Alcatraz-Book Spotlight

2012-02-09T00:01:00.000-05:00

Following the death of their baby during a difficult birth, Brandy and Weston Chambers are grief-stricken and withdraw from each other, both seeking solace outside of their marriage; however, they vow to work through their painful disloyalty. But when the man Brandy slept with moves back to their hometown, three lives are forever changed by his return.

Excerpt:

Three days later we were standing at the edge of a hole in the ground at Holy Sepulcher Cemetery in Hayward, the silence so thick, the insides of my ears buzzed like a distant swarm of angry bees. Mr. Peralta and another gentleman stood off to the side while Weston and I held hands next to the tiny casket.

Weston had chosen a simple mahogany box with gold handles, a bouquet of white lilies graced the top of the small box. I knelt down and laid a kiss on the smooth wood then wiped off the tears that had fallen on the wood. Weston joined me and placed a single red rose in the middle of the lilies.

He helped me up and we stood side-by-side in silence, my guilt over her death like a stone in my empty belly. I missed everything I’d dreamed would be happening right now, yearned for all that could have been.

Weston nodded at the man standing next to Mr. Peralta and our baby was slowly lowered into the gaping maw. She reached the bottom, and a bird landed on the rich brown dirt piled next to the grave. It pecked around, chirping a little song, then flew off - as if saying goodbye. My heart squeezed inside my chest.

I picked up a small handful of soft dirt. “Goodbye, Christine,” I whispered, throwing it on top of her casket.

Weston wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me in close to his side. Why her? Why my baby? Was this supposed to make sense? And, if so, to whom?

We drove home in silence. No words existed to express my grief.

Fascinated by broken-hearted couples and atypical families, Patricia weaves engaging tales of men and women who create cohesive families where love reigns supreme. She sprinkles her books with intriguing characters who struggle to find balance in life after tragedy. Whether an unwed teenager, desperate widow, abandoned father, or a couple who stray from their marital vows, her characters form relationships impacted by their desire to create a family.

Aside from writing, her favorite things to do include riding her Friesian horse, Maximus, dot-to-dot for adults, and watching Russell Crowe and Denzel Washington movies. She spends a majority of her days writing while her two very large Chocolate Labs lounge on the couch cuddled next to her and her MacBook.

She writes a blog every Wednesday, so if you're interested, sign up to be on the mailing list and she'll notify you after she posts her blog on this website. Or just drop by Wednesday mornings and leave a comment.

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Hump Day Inspiration

2012-02-08T07:28:00.003-05:00

I'm not feeling very inspired today, but for those of you who need a Hump Day Hottie. Here ya' go.

Now this is an invitation to explore.

And just in case you need a reason to stay in bed.

Happy Hump Day. Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic

Wicked Valentine

2012-02-07T00:01:00.000-05:00

Wicked Valentine

Samara King

Release Date: February 14, 2012

http://samaraking.com

Valentine “V” Jackson is not having a good day. It’s Valentine’s Day and she’s single. What could be worst? How about the fact that V is lusting after her neighbor and her boss’s son, Joaquin Bennett – the man who stole her job! Joaquin is sex-personified and if V was a brave woman she would give in to her sexual desires but deep rooted fears keep her from seeking the thing she wants most – love!

Joaquin Bennett wants one woman: V. If she could just get over her ice-queen act and give him a break maybe they could explore the fireworks between them. He knows it’s only a matter of time before one of them gives in and he’s going to love every moment of it!

Writing a Valentine's Day story is one of the best times of year to capture a character's story. In this short story, V Jackson has that quirky and real sense of humor about Valentine's Day and all it represents, even the secret desire to be with Joaquin. It was interesting to explore the element of fear of falling in love within V, due to her own self-limitations. Her character overcomes, takes the leap that we all take at one time or another in our lives. (Smile) And she had a handsome hero to catch her!

Samara King

Multicultural/IR Romance In All It's Sexiness!

http://samaraking.com

http://www.skminis.com

SK MINIs – For the reader short on time…not their read!

Undressed Inc, Now Available on Amazon

Check out my books on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2895785.Samara_King

Woot! Woot!

2012-02-05T14:16:00.001-05:00

Alrighty then! After all the fun chatting yesterday I get to draw the winner for the Decadent Seconds release contest. And the winner is....

DENA

Congratulations. You'll be receiving an email from me shortly. There is another contest, if you participated in the chats, you have until Monday to drop me an email.

Keep an eye out there are more later this month.

The Last Day

2012-02-04T00:01:00.000-05:00

All Righty then. Today is a busy day. Today I'm blogging in 2 different places. First, check out why I think romantic suspense is the best genre ever over at Naughty Between the Stacks. Did I mention I belong to the RWA special interest group Kiss of Death? Totally cool group of writers especially if you need to know how to dispose of a body, or kidnap someone, or well get away with murder...Shhh, I've said too much already.

Then head over to Whispers Authors' Blog for a chance to win a Kindle.. That's right, a Kindle. I'm chattering about rock bands and concerts. I love rock and roll.

Beginning at 7pm EST I'm chatting at the Yahoo Group Romance Lives Forever. Not a member, click on the link located at the upper left hand side of my blog. There will be prizes and a peek at my upcoming Valentine's story in SMP's Valentine Anthology.

And of course there's still time to enter for a chance to win a $15 GC from a choice of Amazon, ARe, or B&N.

Finally from 12noon to 6pm EST I'm chatting with the Breathless authors at Coffee Time Romance Erotic Chat Loop. I'll hand out a prize or two there as well. If not a member you can click on the link, upper left hand side. :-)

And if you visit me at all four functions today, leave a comment or an email I'll toss your name in a few extra times for my Valentine's Day giveaway.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic!

An Interview with Sinful Urges

2012-02-03T00:01:00.000-05:00

I’m very pleased to have Maria, Juan, and their priest, Father Delgado at Decadent Decisions today. Let me say how much I enjoyed the story. I appreciate the way you shared some of your most intimate moments.

Father Delgado, if I may, I’d like to start with you. My heart goes out to you and well, I was very moved at how you felt listening to this couple. My first question is

Have you recovered from their confessions?

Has this incident shaken or renewed your faith in God? I ask because at one point it seemed as if you’d totally given up.

Thank you for your concern, my daughter. My faith in God has never wavered, however. My faith in myself, as a priest capable of guiding my flock is what is in question, I fear. I am not deserving of my position in the church. I am seeking God for guidance on a daily basis as I try to decide what to do. Who is really worthy to spread the word of God? I am but a mere man…not worthy at all, and I have the urges and imperfections of a man.

Vaya con Dios.

For Maria. I must say I was blown away by your directness. Just a couple of questions, Were you happy in your marriage before and what really changed for you?

Why did you feel it necessary to seduce Juan?

I wanted him. I always get what I want. There was nothing wrong with my marriage…but a little variety is a good thing, si? Is fun…and oh, Juan is muy bonito. Something about him just—what do you say in America?—floated my boat. Si, he floated my boat…and I invited him into my home to sink it. (husky laugh)

For Juan, wow. I know you struggled greatly with your feelings for Maria. First question, were you happy in your marriage before?

Overjoyed? No. Comfortable, yes? When we had our little one, my wife began to focus on him. Isn't that normal with marriage and children? I saw Maria and that look in her eyes… I wanted to capture that again, the moment of intense desire, lust, and build up. My wife and I haven't had that in a long time. It's all about our little son. She's a good mother though. I would never say otherwise.

In light of the decisions you’ve made, would you do anything differently?

I think I acted a bit rashly…for what I did, I did to have Maria, but now I can't have her anyway. I don't dare show my face…

Oh, two more questions, Did you plan to confess at the same time? It seemed once one entered the church, the other would follow.

Maria: We confessed at the same time? Aye Dios Mio! That's crazy talk. I simply went to the only Catholic church in the vicinity.

Juan: Maria, do you go to Father Delgado too? Oh, something else we have in common, mi amor…

Maria: Juan, there is no hope for us…I can barely stand to be in your presence..

What’s in store for you now?

Juan: For obvious reasons, I am fleeing to Mexico. I hope Maria goes with me.

Maria: (shrug) I don't think so, Juan. I don't know… it wouldn't be right. Me? I think I shall seek a new lover after a decent period of time, of course.

Father Delgado: I'm debating whether or not being a priest is the right vocation for me. Am I worthy enough to care for God's children? Perhaps, he will send me a sign…

Well thank you so much for allowing me to interview you today. I know you're eager to leave, but help yourself to the buffet and bar.

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Follow the confessions of Juan and Maria as they fall prey to lust at first sight. Can they stop themselves before it's too late, or will they become victims of their own sinful urges?

A new neighbor sends Juan running to confession to rid himself of the lustful thoughts he experiences. Each confession becomes more erotic, more sinful than the last. Can Juan stop himself, or will he give in to the desire that threatens his very faith?

The man across the street causes Maria to question her own morals. When she seeks out a priest for confession, she weaves a tale of exotic kisses and stolen moments. How can Maria find sanctuary in her prayers when her body demands she finds solace in her neighbor's arms?

I sauntered outside, tossing my black mane, relishing in the feel of the setting sun brandishing my skin, wishing I could replace it with hot hands. I grabbed the hose from where it was connected in front of the house and, watching from the corner of my eye, I began running water over my car. Not even five minutes passed and I felt his eyes on me. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to turn and meet his stare.

It only took ten minutes for him to come outside under the pretense of playing catch with his little boy. By this point, I was soaked and knew my nipples were visible through my top. The smack of a ball repeatedly hitting a glove was the only background noise I heard as I grabbed a sponge from the soap bucket and scrubbed the roof of my car. I allowed my shorts to climb higher up my buttocks as my hips swayed with my scrubbing movement. I had a very dirty roof. It required me to reach further and further and my breasts squashed against the car windows. I felt my nipples harden under the cold water, but the rest of me, the lower part of me was burning up.

Still, I refused to turn, refused to allow Juan to see my front.

Thump went the ball into a glove.

I maneuvered around my vehicle at a crawling pace, keeping my back to the street. I bent over my trunk, reaching for a spot I had missed in the first scrubbing, the sponge clutched so tightly in my hand that it ached, much like the rest of my body.

Thump went the ball into a glove.

I finished with that spot and finally turned around, allowing my wet hair to swish and slap my cheek as I braced myself against the trunk, pretending to need my balance on the wet driveway. My eyes were closed, and I tilted my head back to catch the last of the sun's rays on my face, the front end of me dripping wet. The inside of my shorts were even wetter.

Crash went the ball into a car window.

I smiled as I realized I had obtained my goal. Juan was mine...

Desire, Headlocks and Hexes

2012-02-02T00:01:00.000-05:00

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

I am a practicing witch and medium. In the past year I've learned that Odessa from my Ring Dreams was once actually a very real person who now acts as my Spirit Guide. Being able to channel spirits has greatly enhanced my writing because I am able to talk to the other side to get inspiration for new stories. My anti-Valentine's Day novella - Infinity - was told to me by a spirit named Lucille.

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

I've always been an avid reader. Anne Rice is my all time favorite writer. I'm a huge fan of Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake series. If you like her stories I think I have a similar voice in my writing.

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

Since I take dictation from the voices running amok inside my head, if they aren't talking I tend to get stuck. That's why I always have more than one manuscript going. That way there is usually at least one of my characters eager to speak with me on any given day. I also tend to write by the moon phases. I work on first drafts when the moon is waxing until it's full. Then the moon starts wanning I work on edits. The days around the New Moon I usually just have to give my brain a break and do more reading than writing.

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

I would go to New Orleans. I feel in love with the city from reading Anne Rice's books. My first time there the very first place I went was to see the house on First Street where she lived at the time and was the setting for The Witching Hour.

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

My young adult novel Shattered was a huge challenge for me. Learning to keep it clean and age appropriate was difficult. With the other books in my Ring Dreams series I didn't even realize I was writing erotica until it was pointed out to me by an early critique partner.

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

Courtney, my heroine in my soon to be released, Séances & Suplexes. I've always said she was my inner bitch come to life. She's super fit blackbelt, own her own gyms, and was a former pro wrestling diva and Playboy centerfold. She's also got a super hot Boy Toy named Alex who forces her to believe in happily ever after.

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

White chocolate and good books. I couldn't image a life without lots and lots of books.

A love spell turns lethal when Rowan falls for professional wrestler, Dylan Dalton. Once she’s immersed in his world of scripted violence, endless drama, and constant temptations of life on the road, Rowan learns the identity of her birth father. Chaos ensues when she finally meets the man responsible for raping her 15 year old birth mother.

Guided by the ghost of her grandmother, Rowan sets out to avenge her birth mother’s untimely death. The young witch is willing to do anything to eliminate anyone who dares to try to come between her and Dylan. Their whirlwind affair reveals several scandalous secrets that threaten to destroy the already-dysfunctional Dalton family.

It was love at first sight for Billy and Lizzie. Their only problem is Lizzie’s father, a pro wrestling legend and a feared bad ass fighter both inside and outside of the ring. Paul Bryson is not about to let his baby girl hook up with the kid he’s grooming to take his spot as the territories top star.

Especially since Billy was already on his way to stealing Paul’s place as the Carolina’s leading ladies man.

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Hump Day Inspiration

2012-02-01T00:01:00.000-05:00

Another Hump Day. I've been celebrating the release of Decadent Seconds and there's still time to enter the drawing. All you have to do is leave a comment here or at Kacey Hammell's Kreations or Liv Rancourt's.

In the meantime enjoy.

I guess he knows how to make it rain. :-)

Happy Hump Day!

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic!

An Alpha's Path

2012-01-31T00:01:00.000-05:00

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

Hi! Thank you so much for having me! I’m a twenty-something chemistry instructor by day and a paranormal romance reader by night. I live in New England with my hubby and two kittens – who seem to take up much of my time.  When I’m not with them, I’m writing the stories that just won’t go away. And I love it.

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

Oh, if you only knew me. I own over 5,000 books. I’m slightly addicted.  I read anything romance really, contemporary, historical, paranormal, sci-fi, ménage, western etc. Pretty much anything. As long as there is a happy ending – I am happy.

I have too many favorite authors, to my great joy, to pick just one. So I will name an author I’ve read this week LOL. I just read a story by Shayla Black and I really like her. I really get into her character building – plus they are hot!

But I do have so many other authors that I love. 

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

I’m still learning how to do that. If I can’t get myself to sit and write something that I don’t consider drivel, then I go to my critique group and help with them, talk with my critique partner, or read a book. That usually gets my writing juices going. 

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

Hubby and I still haven’t gone on our honeymoon for some reason – so we are planning next summer to take a tour of Greece. I went there as a teenager and miss the crystal blue waters.

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

At this point, action scenes. I see them in my head, and know what I want them to do, but sometimes my words just seem like you should know what I’m thinking LOL. But I’m getting better at that. At least I hope. 

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

Hmm…Melanie got to live her dreams – and she’s met Kade. I think that is pretty much a win-win.

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

Reading. I read as much as I can and don’t feel bad about it. Even if you have things to do – step back and read a book. Bury yourself in it and enjoy it.

Thank you so much for having me today!

Melanie is a twenty-five year old chemist who has spent all of her adult life slaving at school. With her PhD in hand, she's to start her dream job, but before she does, her friend persuades her to relax and try to live again. A blind date set up through her friends seems like the perfect solution. Melanie can take one night away from the lab and let her inner vixen out on a fixed blind date - a chance to get crazy with a perfect stranger. The gorgeous hunk she's to meet exceeds her wildest dreams – be he is more than what he appears and Melanie's analytical mind goes into overdrive.

Kade, a slightly older werewolf (at over one hundred years), needs a night way from the Pack. Too many responsibilities and one near miss with a potential mate made Kade hide in his work, the only peace he can find. His brother convinces him to meet the sexy woman for a one night of fun. What could it hurt? But when he finds this woman could be his mate, can he convince her to leave her orderly, sane world and be with him and his wolf-half, for life?

Kade could only imagine how she would look with her pale, creamy, skin against his darker, bronze skin. Watching her lashes brush her cheeks as she glanced down at her barely touched meal he knew he wanted to kiss any fears or anxiety she carried away.

Mate? I think it’s time to go upstairs. Don’t you?

He couldn’t agree more with his wolf. But he didn’t want to rush her. No matter what happened tonight, they would be going upstairs – that was a guarantee. What they did once they arrived however – was up to the woman in front of him.

“You look as if you have the same appetite as me.” At the sound of his voice, her head popped up from whatever deep thoughts she was thinking. “What do you say we take a walk around the property?”

“Oh, okay. I guess I am just not that hungry tonight.” She smiled sheepishly as she set down her fork and any pretense of enjoying her food.

“Let’s go then, the check taken care of, so we can take our time tonight.”

She smiled timidly again and grabbed her wrap and black, beaded bag. He fluidly rose from his seat and offered her his hand/

“Where would you like to walk to?” Kade, again, toned down his wolf and waited for Melanie’s reply.

“Our room?”

Her face was still stunning with the shade of beet red it became at her surprising, yet not unwelcome, announcement.

His wolf growled in agreement and preened for attention.

He gave her a smile that promised sinful and wicked deeds.

“That sounds like an outstanding idea, Melanie.”

Carrie Ann Ryan is a paranormal and contemporary romance author. Her first book, An Alpha's Path, is the first book in her Redwood Pack series. She's also an avid reader and lover of romance and fiction novels. She love meeting new authors and new worlds. Any recommendations you have are appreciated. Carrie Ann lives in New England with her husband and two kittens.

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A Moment with Jorja Lovett

2012-01-30T10:29:00.000-05:00

Tell the readers a little about yourself.

My name is Jorja Lovett and I live in rain-drenched Ireland. My way of keeping warm is to write steamy love stories with a paranormal twist. Pyramid of Passion, is my debut novella with Breathless Press.

As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

I love reading and I probably buy books like some women buy shoes. I don't have a particular author I prefer, if it's a good story I'll read it! And the hotter the better!

How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

My muse can be a stubborn so-and-so at times and I need a little time out when this happens. A long drive in the countryside can usually tease him out ;)

If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

Right now, I would settle for a private island with no distractions and peace to get on with writing. I love the sound of the sea, it's very relaxing, so I think somewhere on the beach with my own cabana boy would suit me just fine.

What is the hardest thing for you to write?

A lot of my stories have a historical element to them, and while I enjoy writing the scenes, all that research to get there is hard work!

If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

I definitely like the idea of having Rosie Carter's life, my heroine in Pyramid of Passion. Who wouldn't want to be transported back to Egypt for fantastic sex with a well-endowed warrior?!?

The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

A long bubble bath is my way of indulging in some quality 'me' time. Preferably with chocolate and a hot partner…

What do you like to write about the most? The least?

The first kiss. I love the build-up of sexual tension and I do like to tease before the main event.

I don't enjoy writing sad scenes. Of course, every now and then we have to torture our characters but I always like a happy ending.

Thanks for having me today. I'll leave you with a little teaser Of Pyramid of Passion…enjoy!

Blurb

Rosie Carter starts her night shift at the museum by finding her secret crush, security guard Nick, screwing a redhead in the office. Running from her attraction to him, she distracts herself with the newly acquired Ancient Egyptian exhibit. The Gold of Valor catches her eye--a pendant bestowed on Pharaoh's soldier, Edifu. Its mystical powers transport her into the bedroom of the man himself who thinks she's a gift from the gods and worships her with his mouth, his tongue...

She discovers the joy of sex and a new found confidence with her hunky warrior and she's caught between her fantasy life and dull reality. When Nick starts to show his true feelings towards her, Rosie has to decide what it is she really wants.

Excerpt

"Hmm. Your strange attire would indeed appear ineffective armor for the Goddess of War. If you are not the Goddess herself and she has not sent you, then perhaps Qadesh? Such a gift from the Goddess of sexual pleasure would surely increase a mortal's prowess on the battlefield tenfold." He drew a thick fingertip from the hollow of her throat to the zipper on her smock. Rosie had gone from Goddess to sex toy in one fell swoop.

That channel of need Nick's earlier performance opened up now swelled within her at another's touch. Adrenaline buzzed through her eradicating rational thought and she clung to facts where she could find them. "You're a soldier?" she asked.

"Yes. In King Rameses' Army." He rasped the zipper up and down in wonder, exposing and covering her goose-pimpled skin until she wanted to rip the damn thing off herself.

When she set aside the pleasures of her flesh for a moment, the importance of his words filtered into her brain. His obsession with the simple metal fastener of her top coupled with the exotic dreamscape forced her to ask the question, "What is your name?"

"Edifu." With one final tug, he unzipped her uniform and pushed it from her shoulders.

Okay! If, somehow this whacky set-up could possibly be real, was she really ready to leap into bed with the first Ancient Egyptian soldier to try it on with her?

Large hands cupped her breasts through the white cotton of her bra. When he bent to kiss her full on the mouth, she gave herself over to the moment. If, on the other hand, this was all fantasy, why deny herself a starring role?

"By the Gods, you are a true beauty." His husky voice on her lips commanded a rush of liquid desire to flood south.

How long since a man paid me a compliment? Kissed me with such reverence? Too long. She returned the passionate kiss with interest; let her hands explore the broad expanse of warrior chest available to her.

The humidity of the night combined with the radiating heat between their responsive bodies, soon became too much to bear. Besides, she couldn't wait until Eddie here figured out the complexities of the modern bra clasp. Under his lust-filled watch, Rosie divested from the remainder of her clothes.

He took a step closer and she shivered in his shadow. Masterful male fingers palmed her uncovered breasts, his sun-kissed skin in relief against her porcelain complexion, and stroked a thumb across her nipple. It stood to attention and he rewarded it by sealing his mouth around the pink tip. Gasps of delight seeped from her when he suckled and his tongue joined in the courtship.

Powerful arms lifted her and carried her over to the bed to lay her on the virginal white linen sheets. Totally at his mercy, she was enjoying every sinful second. For however brief a spell, she would revel in her womanhood and experience this man with pure abandon.

She reached for his granite-hard cock. He caught her searching hand and pinned it to the bed above her head. With a sensual smile he started a slow descent along her body, marking a path with a trail of wet kisses. Starting with her mouth, he moved down the center of her body, diverting only to pay homage to one unattended breast. Goddess or not, soldier boy seemed intent on worshipping her.

Pyramid of Passion is available to buy now http://www.breathlesspress.com/pyramid-passion

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Celebrate Good Times...

2012-01-30T08:32:00.001-05:00

Oh yeah. I'm giving away a $15 GC to celebrate the release of Decadent Seconds. Winner's choice of Amazon, Barnes & Noble or ARe. All you have to do is leave a comment to any of my tours.

Come on. I know you want a little extra spending cash.

I'm at Kacey Hammell's today and
Liv Rancourt's tomorrow.

Stop by and leave me a comment for extra chances to win.

Until next time Indulge Your Inner Romantic!

Decadent Seconds Release and Giveaway

2012-01-28T00:01:00.000-05:00

Release day is always fun. So here is a look at my latest release, a short story, Decadent Seconds. Read on to the end for a chance at a giveaway!

As a caterer, Darling gets to witness some of life’s happiest moments, but yearns for a marriage proposal of her own. After years of waiting on her beloved to pop the question, she gives up on ever having a happy ending of her own and severs the relationship. When she learns she’s pregnant, she has no choice but to face her child’s father on a daily basis as well as the love and attraction she has for him.

Darryl Manning always believed Darling would be his forever. After all he didn’t need a piece of paper to show her how much he loved her, but when she leaves him to pursue her dream of owning a catering company and raising his son, he may have to rethink his views on marriage. That is if he wants a second chance at family.

Oh and here's an excerpt.

Drunken laughter floated just above the thrumming bass line of Lenny Kravitz’s Are You Gonna Go My Way, competing with the steady buzz of conversation. Soft pastel strobe lights flickered through the muted illumination. Darlene Williams, or “Darling” as she was known to friends and associates, surveyed the banquet hall full of guests.

She heaved a sigh as she glimpsed a swirl of ivory on the dance floor. For one wistful moment, where fairytales glowed bright and rosy, she imagined her own wedding. Her fairytale didn’t have a happy ending. She sighed again. Or a beginning.

A familiar face bobbed in the crowd, and her breath hitched. Twice he tried to take her picture, and she was determined he wouldn’t succeed. His gaze found hers, and her heartbeat matched the pounding bass line. He turned away, and she focused on a set of broad, muscular shoulders. She could spend hours smoothing her hands over his brawn. When he found her again, the corners of his mouth creased, and a familiar tingle crackled through her veins.

Just once she’d like to not react when she saw him. Despite the warmth knocking at the wall of her heart, Darling followed his movements to a group of similarly clad women. When they clustered around him, he raised his Nikon to his rugged face.

She loved his face, all angles and planes, and all that sharpness melted away when he smiled. Sadness and longing wiggled through a crack in her wall and squeezed her heart. They weren’t meant to be. Still she stared after him, envying the way he leaned close to one woman and lowered his camera. He gave a nod before moving away. When he passed beneath a wall sconce, the warm glow gave his smooth brown skin the fine sheen of melted chocolate. He should’ve been out of place in his black polo shirt and khaki slacks as he moved among the tuxedoes and long dresses, but his sexy smirk and camera made things easy.

The discordant clash of a body colliding with cymbals and snare drum drew Darling’s attention toward the dais next to the dance floor. A glassy-eyed young man in a tux tried to untangle his limbs from the instrument without spilling his drink. Succeeding, he then lurched onto the crowded dance floor and crashed into a couple of dancers. She shook her head when he sprawled on the floor, still trying to drink from the glass in his hand.

Not her problem. Darling regarded the decimated buffet, the food reduced to crumbs and half-dried globs of gravy—this was her problem. Swiping sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, she lifted her gaze again, this time scanning the room for the tall, sexy photographer. He was now taking pictures of the drunk on the floor. Good, she didn’t want to run into him or his camera again. Turning, she hefted the silver chafer by the handles and placed it on the rolling cart behind her.

She reached for the next chafer, moving the serving spoon aside when strong hands seized her shoulders. The spoon slipped from her grasp, splattering white sauce on her black slacks, before settling on the floor. A sensuous chuckle tickled her ear, sending warmth scurrying through her veins, and puckering her nipples. Yanking free, she spun around to glare into dark chocolate eyes. She shoved the owner of those eyes and straightened her clothes. He laughed softly, his gaze drifting leisurely over her white chef’s coat and work pants.

Darryl Manning, the sexy photographer, grabbed her hand and gently tapped the thick bandage wrapped around her index finger. “What did you do to your finger?” She tugged her hand from his grasp, wincing when she smacked the digit on the chafer. “I cut it.” She bent to retrieve the spoon from the floor, straightened, and placed the utensil in a gray plastic tub.

Darling wiped her hands on a towel. Darryl folded well-toned arms across his broad chest, the black knit shirt he wore strained to accommodate the expansion of muscle. She stifled a groan and the urge to run her fingers along the bulging biceps and perfect pecs. Why did her body pick today to rebel? “I don’t have time for this now,” she snapped, “What do you have time for?” His rich baritone conjured nights of hot, steamy sex and decadent morning afters. He lifted his camera, with a sexy smirk. “Maybe a photo or two?”

She resisted the seductive note in his voice and placed her hand on the lens. “I’m working.”

“And I’m not, just finished.” He stepped closer, the heat of his body instantly warming hers. Darling tilted her head back to maintain eye contact.

She studied his face, waiting for the familiar ache and longing to subside. It didn’t. Being this close to him, surrounded by his scent, a little soap and a whole lot of male, made her yearn to be in his arms, to feel his full lips against hers. What was she doing? She couldn’t think about him, about them. She moved away. Not today.

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Until next time Indulge Your Inner Romantic!

Embraced with Rebecca Royce

2012-01-27T00:01:00.000-05:00

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. We live in northern New Jersey and try not to freeze too badly during the winter months.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I've been told I'm a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you'll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

I read constantly. Anything I can get my hands on. Nalini Singh is probably my favorite author. She makes me want to be a better writer.

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

I read something or I write something else. I just make the Muse move on.

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

I have always wanted to go to St. Lucia.

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

When I first started out, it was the sex scenes. Now, it’s a case by case basis. Every story has its own challenges.

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

Oh…I don’t know. No one in the Conditioned world. It’s too disturbing. But I do love that they find absolute true love so maybe Seven then.

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

I love really really good food. And I love Broadway shows. I think those are my two indulgences.

Blurb:

Benedicte Lavelle is a single father raising two small daughters. When his neighbors put him in charge of handling the haunting that plagues their neighborhood, he has no choice but to use disreputable means in order to bring in a Conditioned ghost hunter to help with their problem. He doesn’t expect to be drawn to the young woman who arrives at his house in chains. He doesn’t expect to have his entire life thrown into upheaval when she is snatched away.

Conditioned prisoner Seven-Two-Four has never had a name. She cannot read, and is scheduled to die as soon as she is returned to the Institution. The Conditioned are not considered human, but Seven can see ghost energy and she can love Ben like no one ever has before.

When fate takes Seven from Ben’s arms, can he move on and find a new purpose in life or will he be forever trapped by the need to rescue those like his lost love?

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Book Spotlight-Whips and Wax

2012-01-26T00:01:00.000-05:00

Marie's day starts out fine when a hot delivery man brings her a new leather corset. After giving him a hot glimpse of her body she can't resist trying it on and masturbating in it along with the matching leather thong. Neil comes home early and catches her in the act and the long hard punishment begins.

After four forced orgasms its down to the dungeon, tied up, no control, Sir whips his kitten and follows with hot wax play, ending with the rough hard session they both enjoy.

Follow the whole hot story in Whips and Wax, culminating in the perfect end, the collar, Sirs kitten is truly Owned!

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Hump Day Inspiration

2012-01-25T00:01:00.000-05:00

Tomorrow, Jan. 26, I'm hanging out at The Romance Studios promoting my book Breaking Delia's Rules. I'd appreciate seeing some friendly faces. I almost didn't write this post, but what better way for inspiration to hit than ogling sexy men. Well men in leather or with tattoos. What do you think?

I'm not normally into leather, but I was inspired.

Tattoos anyone?

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic

A Moment with Cassandra Carr

2012-01-24T00:01:00.000-05:00

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

My name is Cassandra Carr, and I’m a multi-published writer of erotic romance. My debut novel, Talk to Me, released in March 2011, and then Head Games, book 1 of the Buffalo Intimidators series, came out in November 2011. Additionally, Caught was released in mid-December 2011. It was a busy year for me!

I live in the Western New York area with my husband and young daughter and I’m bit of a hockey freak. Go Sabres!

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

I think it’s hugely important that authors continue to read! I do take time to read almost every day. I read a lot in my genre, and I really like Cherise Sinclair, Maya Banks, Scarlett Parrish, Cat Grant, Viki Lyn – oh geez, the list goes on and on.

In non-erotic romance I love Lisa Kleypas and Jennifer Crusie.

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

Sometimes I don’t. If it’s really bad I’ll give myself a break of a few days, but I always go back to it. Other times I just kind of sit down and plow through. Usually once I start writing the words come.

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

If I could go to Europe for a month with my hubby I could die happy. I’ve been to Italy (without him) and he’s been to France (without me), but being able to take a nice, big block of time and just wander all over Europe would be divine!

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

Endings! Readers will probably crack up when they hear this, but since I’m a pantser, I oftentimes am writing along and kind of say, “This looks like a good place for The End.” Seriously.

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

Oh man. I love my heroes, so I’d probably want to be one of them. I’m going to go with Drew Milan, my hero from Talk to Me. He’s a filthy stinking rich retired hockey player who has a talk show on sports radio for four hours on weekdays. He has a big apartment overlooking Manhattan, uses a car service to get to and from work. That doesn’t sound like a bad life…

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

I indulge my addiction to Pepsi, lol. But on the romantic side? Wow, I’m not sure. I think I would have to say I indulge my love for books.

Leo Laporte and Scott Schaeffer are teammates on the ice and roommates off it who also share women. They’ve been coming into Kelly Chase’s bistro after games for months, and they know they want her. As the attraction grows, the men realize they want more than a one-night stand - they want forever.
Kelly’s not so sure. Yes, she wants both men. But a permanent ménage relationship? That’s taking giving her heart away to a whole new level, and a chance she’s hesitant to take. Then Leo is injured and Scott’s on the trading block, and she realizes this may be her only shot at true, everlasting love.
There are so many questions swirling around inside Kelly’s head. Can she believe in Leo and Scott’s love? And will her business and her reputation survive once people find out she’s with two men?

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Top 20 Love Songs

2012-01-23T00:00:00.000-05:00

Hi, everyone!

I’m Shadonna, author of An Unexpected Bride, a romantic comedy about Emma Wiggins who is about to marry her heart-stopping, gorgeous boss, CEO Evan Fletcher in seven days. Only he doesn’t know about it yet! Since An Unexpected Bride centers around the theme of dream weddings, I thought I’d compile a list some of the most romantic songs for weddings (in no particular order). Check this list out:

At Last by Etta James
When I Fall in Love by Nat King Cole
The Power of Love by Celine Dion
Can You Feel the Love Tonight? By Elton John
Eternal Flame by The Bangles
This I Promise You by ‘NSYNC
You Are So Beautiful by Joe Cocker
Here and Now by Luther Vandross
All My Life by K-Ci & Jojo
Have I Told You Lately? By Rod Stewart
On Bended Knee by Boys II Men
A Moment Like This by Kelly Clarkson
Thank You (For Loving Me) Bon Jovi
Everything I Do (I Do it For You) by Brian Adams
We Belong Together by Mariah Carey
My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion
I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston
Love Me Tender by Elvis Presley
Always by Atlantic Starr
Endless Love by Diana Ross and Lionel Richie

Hope you enjoyed the list. I thought I’d leave you with a synopsis of An Unexpected Bride. Enjoy.

Desperate to fulfill her ailing grandfather’s last wish to see her settle down and get married, Emma Wiggins, a 30-year-old, career-focused executive tells him a little white lie on his deathbed that she is in fact engaged--to her boss, deliciously handsome and emotionally unavailable, Evan Fletcher.
The situation takes an unexpected turn when her grandfather's condition improves slightly and to her shock, he goes ahead and arranges a wedding ceremony at his hospital bedside before he passes on. Now, all Emma has to do is convince unsuspecting, commitment-phobic Evan to tie the knot with her in seven days. Can love blossom in the most unlikely situation?

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Friday Fiction

2012-01-20T00:01:00.000-05:00

The hardest thing for me to do has been to review someone else's work. I've always loved to read and being a writer has deterred that passion. However I have a greater appreciation for what a writer goes through to go from idea to publication and then sending the work to receive someone's opinion.
This is my opinion. It doesn't mean I'm right, but it is how I felt after I read the story. So here are two reviews for authors whom I believe are very talented. You should definitely give them a try if you like a little steam with your plot.

First up is Fool Me Once by Lacey Wolfe. I believe this is Book One in the Hot Bods Series. Available from Beachwalk Press

Here's the Blurb

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice…

Drew is the last person Skylar wanted to see across from her at a local bar. A month ago he’d wined and dined her all weekend, leaving her feeling fully in love, but then she awoke alone in an empty hotel room and she hadn’t heard from him since.

The weekend Drew spent with Skylar was phenomenal. There had never been anyone who made him feel as complete as she did. He shouldn’t have disappeared, he should have called, but his feelings for her scared him, so he distanced himself. But when he saw her again, he knew he couldn’t stay away any longer.

Skylar’s determined not to give Drew another chance to hurt her, but he’s just as determined to win her back. Although it won’t be easy, he’s up to the challenge, and he’s willing to do whatever it takes to accomplish his goal.

Content Warning: Explicit Sex

The conflict between Drew and Skylar definitely kept me hooked to my Kindle. I wanted to see how they were going to resolve their issues. I may have cheered a little after the alley scene. Mean aren’t I? But from that moment I knew there was going to be some great chemistry and bad feelings the couple needed to work through.

As you can guess I was really rooting for Drew. I sympathized with the guy, he had to face fear of his feelings, fear of commitment before he could admit the truth. I wanted him to overcome and get the girl in the end. And there were a couple of times I found myself going “awwwww.”

Skylar was a little different, she was cool, but I wanted to tell her a couple of times to “man up.” Especially toward the end, but that’s just me. Keep in mind I live in a houseful of men and they’ve corrupted me over the years. :-) Do I think she was wrong for the way she reacted? A little overdramatic, maybe. Was Drew wrong for his actions? That’s just bad form. Now whether or not he made things right, well you’ll have to find out for yourself.

Also, I loved the dialogue between the characters, it kept things moving. The story read a little slow in some areas and one word in particular sent me running for my dictionary. But, all in all Fool Me Once was a decent read and I can’t wait to see more from this author.

I had the pleasure of meeting Tara via Facebook. I didn't expect to finish her story so soon, but I'm glad I did.

A Facebook Affair by Tara Chevrestt and available through Breathless Press

Here's the Blurb.

When Kelly and Brandon rediscover each other on Facebook after twenty years apart, it sparks an attraction that even distance can't extinguish. Do they truly have a future, or is this just a Facebook affair?

Kelly Littleton takes the plunge and finally joins Facebook to socialize without the limits that her hearing impairment gives her. On a whim, she looks up a childhood friend. In sending him that first message, she ignites the memories of a crush from twenty years ago. But will they turn into the flames of romance, or end up the ashes of a Facebook affair?

Brandon Hopkins has a lot on his plate. A recent divorce, a pregnant sister, and now, he realizes he's in love with a woman who lives states away. Can he overcome the boundaries of internet romance to make this desire turn into something real, or will adversity and distance be their undoing?

I LOVED this story. Once I started reading it was hard to put down. Kelly is hearing impaired. She relies on hearing aids and reading lips to navigate in the world. She’s not your average heroine and I adored her.

She didn’t make excuses, she didn’t hide who she was, but embraced what she could and couldn’t do. Kelly lived an active and full life. She had a job, an apartment, friends and getting a glimpse into her life and the prejudices she faced on a daily basis was priceless.

There was one point in the story when Brandon asked Kelly what she liked to do. Going to a movie theater wasn’t high on her list, one because not all theaters offer closed captioning, and snuggled on the couch is the best way to view a movie. I totally agree. I’m visually impaired and only see maybe 50% of any movie I view in the theater and I only go because it makes my family happy.

I loved the flashbacks. Without them I don’t think the story would’ve been as rich and in-depth as it was. Reading the glimpses into her childhood days allowed the reader to see the three people who impacted her the most. Brandon, Lindsay and Caitlin.

Lindsay and Caitlin. Give me a moment because there were a few times I found myself fussing at my Kindle. Nope I did not like those two little girls. They were mean and selfish and I lumped then in the same category as the Evil Queen from Once Upon a Time. Those two little girls were the epitome of children can be so cruel. How dare these girls tease and torture Kelly. Yeah I know these were just characters in a book, but I’ve met children AND adults just like them. More than likely you have too.

There was a saving grace. Brandon. *sigh* Even as a little boy he was sweet to Kelly. He would eat with her, play games and made her school life a bit more bearable. He accepted her for who she was.

Reading how the romance unfolded between these two, beginning with Facebook messages, was so romantic. Thinking about the story and the love, just makes me melt. There’s one scene in particular that just brings tears to my eyes. Kelly and Brandon have their first physical date. The restaurant is dimly lit and candles are at every table, it’s too dark for her to read Brandon’s lips. He moves the candle closer so she can see him. If I wasn’t in love with the character before I was at that moment.

This was a truly enjoyable story. I just loved the characters and I couldn’t read fast enough to get to the end. Actually I hated to see the story end. The mix of what it’s like to have a physical disability, the struggles one can face and people who are willing to treat the individual as a person was great.

Reading this evoked a lot of emotions because I could relate. I’m visually impaired and it’s amazing to see how many people are uncomfortable with someone who is different, like the condition is contagious or something. Go figure.

So if you haven’t picked up your copy of A Facebook Affair, go ahead buy a copy. This is a wonderful steamy story full of passion and romance.

The ABC's of Erotica

2012-01-19T00:01:00.000-05:00

What’s your favorite color?

My favorite color is yellow. I've just always been attracted to it because it seems so positive and sunny. That being said, it is odd that I don't have that many yellow things nor do I look good in yellow. I did once have a yellow bedroom though. 

What type of vehicle do you drive?

I have a 2001 Oldsmobile Alero. I hope I can get a new car soon. Though to be honest, my car only has about 65,000 miles on it so you can tell how much I drive it.

Describe yourself to me.

I'm a terrible procrastinator. This has been a lifelong challenge though I do usually manage to get something done. I love to read. I am musically inclined and played several instruments when I was younger. Now, I mostly listen but I enjoy a wide variety. In the past, I was always more of a cat person. But we have a dog now and I just love him dearly.

How would your mate describe you?

I think my husband would say I'm smart. I hope he'd say I'm sexy! I try very hard to be considerate and we try to treat one another with respect.

What really moves you, or touches you to the soul?

These days with pregnancy hormones, it's everything. I have to be careful what I look at or read these days.

What's the one thing you have always wanted to do but couldn't? What would happen if you did do it?

There are so many things it is hard to choose. I guess I'd better get busy! One thing I want to do more is travel. There are so many places I would like to see. I've travelled quite a bit in the US, Canada and even Mexico but I'd love to see some other continents. I'm sure it would broaden my horizons. Reading about something is not quite the same as experiencing it.

Describe your ideal mate.

I'm really fortunate to be married to my ideal mate. He's smart, considerate and kind. My husband is just a really good person and I feel very lucky.

What are you most afraid of?

I think perhaps I'm afraid of taking risks, yet afraid of not doing so too. People always tell me it is better to try and fail than to never try at all.

What's the most important thing in your life?

The things that are most important to me right now are my marriage and the child we have on the way. The focus on the upcoming arrival seems to get more intense each day. At first, it seemed to move so very slowly. Now I feel like a snowball rolling downhill.

What do you consider your special talent?

I'm a fairly accomplished cook I'm told. I'd think to think I'm an entertaining writer as well. I'm good at researching things and also synthesizing information.

How did you meet the hero/heroine?

In The ABCs of Erotica, each short story stands alone. Many characters only show up once. However, one recurring character has popped up and that is Mistress Ven. Thus far, she has figured prominently in C is for C*ck Ring as well as D is for Domination. She is a female Domme and has been kicking around in my mind as a character for many years.

Was it love at first sight or did it develop slowly?

I think the characterization of Mistress Ven has developed slowly over time. Though I have many general idea of who she is, she does continue to surprise me on occasion.

What did you like/dislike about him/her when you first met?

I like that she is assertive and willing to go after what she wants. However, sometimes I feel like I have to corral her so she doesn't go too far.

If you were granted three wishes, what would you ask for?

If you ask me tomorrow, my answer might be different. But today, I think I'd go for health, happiness and a peaceful home.

Thanks so much for having me as a guest!

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Malia Mallory is the author of The ABCs of Erotica series, which includes so far A is for Anal, B is for Beach, C is for C*ck Ring and D is for Domination. The ABCs of Erotica covers the erotic spectrum from BDSM to ménage and everything in between. More releases in the series are on the way. She has also released Mia's Cop Craving and Santa's Backdoor Baby. She has hit the bestselling erotica lists at both Amazon and iTunes. Her books are available in electronic format at major retailers like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes and AllRomance Books.

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Hump Day Inspiration

2012-01-18T00:01:00.000-05:00

Just a few things before I unleash the inspiration of the day. At 9pm EST the fabulous Whispers Authors will be chatting at Coffee Time Romance. This will be a regular occurrence every third Wednesday of the month. Cool, right? There will be prizes given out so save the date and time. Tell a friend and tweet the good news. Here's the link again http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/Chat2.html. I'm giving away a GC. So make sure you stop by. :-)

So with that out the way. Bring on the inspiration!

Oh and who needs to see a face when he has a body like this!

And just one more.

Happy Hump Day.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic

A Moment with Clarissa Yip

2012-01-17T00:01:00.000-05:00

Hi Clarissa, it's great to have you here again at Decadent Decisions. Please enjoy the buffet and the open bar. The guys are always eager to serve. :-)

1-Tell the readers a little about yourself.

My name is Clarissa. I write contemporary romance. I enjoy scrapbooking, video games, trying new foods, and traveling… Um…Usually I’m all over the place but I’ve currently moved from Hawaii back to the mainland and am staying on the East Coast right now. Can’t say I’m overly crazy about being in the cold weather…

2-As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

I’m reading constantly! I dabble in various genres depending on my mood.There’s not a day that I don’t open up a book. Some of my favorite authors are JR Ward, Julie Garwood, Jude Devereux, Lynn Raye Harris, Catherine Mann, Olivia Gates…my list could go on!

3-How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

I basically throw her out on the street and we get into brawls all the time. If she’s feeling like a cowgirl, then we might have a showdown, or if she wants to play Tomb Raider, then I have to dig out my guns. Sometimes we’ll have Street Fighter Tournaments…I guess I do everything that I can do to tease my muse into cooperating. She is pretty evil…

4-If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

Well. I’ve always dreamed of going to Europe, specifically Italy and Greece. If I could have a romantic dinner on a vineyard or on some hightop mountain facing the ocean, with some hot guy that loves me, I’d say it’d be a heaven of sorts. Just make sure there’s enough champagne and cake for me…

5-What is the hardest thing for you to write?

I would say historicals. I love to read them but I don’t think I have the mindset to write them or the overall passion I do when I write contemporary and suspense.

6-If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

I would have to say Sarah from Tempting a Prince. She sets out to look for Prince Charming, and is determined to get over her childhood crush on her best friend’s brother, Evan, only to find that her Prince Charming who doesn’t turn out to be so Charming-ish is actually Evan. Sarah is a school teacher, but she’s got spunk and she’s cute. I want to be a princess just like her.

7-The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

I indulge in everything sweet, caffeine, and boundless amounts of books in my TBR pile. I buy books, but I always finding myself buying more books even before I finish reading the ones I already have! Books are one of my weak points, what can I say? Lol

Thank you so much for having me here!

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Sarah Westfall is on a mission. Living the mundane life of a near spinster school teacher and sick of her parents throwing eligible men at her, she is determined to get over her crush on her best friend’s brother. She wants a prince and wouldn’t settle for less. What better way than a 1Night Stand?

Evan Hunt needs to figure out his enemy’s game plan. Chasing his nemesis to Las Vegas and signing up for Madame Eve’s service and masquerade, he never expected the woman he’s desired for years to appear before him…as his princess.

When their attraction fires the night, the inevitable happens. Her prince isn’t as charming as she’s hoped, but he does save her from trouble. Would he be willing to fulfill her fantasies also?

Stubborn and proud cowgirl, Lily McCormick, is finally coming to terms with her quiet life on her parent’s ranch, until her older brother, as payback, signs her up for 1NightStand. Kidnapped and forced onto a plane to a foreign location, she faces the dreaded cold and an unwanted tryst, until her ex-husband appears before her…as her date.

New York City District Attorney, Rafe Martinez, would do anything to get his ex-wife back, even if it meant taking drastic measures to pretend he was there for another woman. When jealousy and rage surfaces and Lily’s tough demeanor wanes, desire and lust sparks their once powerful connection as truths unfold. Will Rafe convince her to return to him or push her further away from giving their love a second chance?

Shy tomboy Jenna Faulkner has been in love her whole life—with her best friend. Except he’s marrying the wrong woman, and he doesn’t know it yet. But she’s determined to save him.

Instead of the normal bachelor party, Jenna decides to throw a different type of gathering…with just her. Alone. Will Cade finally come to his senses and see Jenna for more than a friend, or has she ruined their friendship once and for all?

A Vampire's Deadly Delight

2012-01-16T00:01:00.000-05:00

Thanks very much, Lynn, for the opportunity to connect with your readers. Hmmm… Is that Tyrell I see over there? He is SO pretty…

Tell the readers a little about yourself.

I was born on the cusp of Aries and Taurus, which I think has given me an ‘all or nothing’ take on life. I’ve always lived near the ocean, but I really don’t like to swim. I love to sing the blues almost as much as I love to sing Gregorian chant. I’m getting mellower as I get older, but I’m still never quite sure which version of Liv is going to show up.

That might be why I created a main character who has an alter-ego. In A Vampire’s Deadly Delight, Kristen’s a bookstore owner who turns into Jai when she smells vampire. Jai is gorgeous and deadly, everything Kristen isn’t, and they both have a whole lot of fun until they meet the one vampire Jai can’t kill.

As an author, do you take time to read? If so, what do you like to read and who is/are your favorite author/s?

As an author, I HAVE TO take time to read. The best way of learning to write is by reading other people’s work. I love Ursula le Guin and Octavia Butler and Virginia Woolf. For more current writers I’m a huge Charlaine Harris fan, and I think Janet Evanovich rocks. The list goes on and on…Neil Gaiman and A. Lee Martinez and Christopher Moore and Jim Butcher and…

If I had to identify a unifying theme, I’d say I like writers who are generally upbeat, and it’s even better if they write about vampires. If I want drama, I’ll go to work.

How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative?

I’m the cantor for the Saturday evening Vigil Mass at my church, which means that every week I have to come up with some meditative, prayerful music, regardless of the fact that I might have spent the day screaming on a kid’s soccer field or had a tough night at work the night before and I’d rather stay in bed. Mass happens, whether or not I feel like it. I try to bring that same attitude to my writing. It happens, at least a little bit every day, whether or not I’m really in the mood.

If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

I’d go to the Inn at Langley, on Whidbey Island in Washington state. My husband and I stayed there one night last summer, almost by accident, and it redefined what luxury meant to me. If I had more money than God (more money than sense?) I’d stay there for a week, and we’d walk on the beach and watch the sun set and read the paper over coffee in the morning and eat in their mind-blowingly awesome restaurant.

What is the hardest thing for you to write?

Lynn thinks she knows the answer to this one. She thinks I’m going to say “sex”. Hmmm. Not quite. I have more trouble writing a convincing fight scene. There are a couple in my novella A Vampire’s Deadly Delight and, while in the end they worked, I had to spend a lot of time figuring out who stabbed what and where the blood went and so forth.

If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be?

That’s a hard one. I’m kinda mean to my characters. Maybe Mack, the actress in The Santa Drag, because her boyfriend Joe was so hot.

What do you like to write about the most? The least?

I like to write stories where magic is a part of life, where the good guys win and there’s a happy ending. I absolutely love it when my characters say something funny or there’s a plot twist that makes me laugh. And I’m too old to write about stuff I don’t like, so there’s no answer to the second half of the question.

What one piece of advice would you give to an aspiring writer?

BICHOK. That’s butt in chair, hands on keys, right? Reading will help you a lot, talking to other writers helps some, and thinking about it helps a little, but the only way to get better as a writer is to write.

The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge?

This may clash with your red wine and chocolate color scheme, but I’m all about the pizza and beer, with maybe a side of rock and roll. My husband plays in two bands, so for me the perfect night out involves thin crust cheese pizza, some kind of amber ale, and one of his bands on stage.

An ordinary bookstore owner and a gorgeous instrument of vampire destruction share a secret that could kill them both. What will each of them give, and give up, to survive?

Oops. This one was a just little more than I could
handle...

I wasn’t alone. Vampire. Raw. Maybe a wild one. I looked
up, nerves tingling because of the quick change to Kristen and
back again. Saw him standing at one end of the alley, head
turned to the side. Shakespeare’s profile, with the firm brow
and the long straight nose. Streetlights glistened on his curls.
Very close, but not Shakespeare.

“I could tear your head off and let your blood mix with
the bile and garbage and mud.” His voice was Shakespeare’s,
too, but not quite. He moved enough to show the silhouette of
the sword he was carrying.

I stood straighter, opened my arms a little. “Bring it.”

“Bitch.” He came at me too fast to see and smacked me
across the face. My head hit the dumpster with a ringing crash.
I landed on one knee, grateful I was in boots. Upright, Mr.
Sticky and I had a chance. If he got me on the ground, I was
done.

His shadow towered over me. “The moon’s light begs
mercy. She tells me to save you now that we might savor you
together.”

“So much like him, but not Shakespeare.”

“Not Chaucer or Oscar Wilde, either, though they were
both good men. I am Sir Hugh Robartes. You are nothing.
You are dirt. You are dead.”

“You’re John’s brother.”

“Don’t say that name.”

His fist found my face again, knocking me back into the
brick. I felt Mr. Sticky fly off into the shadows—then I was
out.

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Liv Rancourt is a writer of speculative fiction and romance. She lives in Seattle with her husband, two teenagers, two cats and one wayward puppy. Writing stories that have happy endings is a good way to balance her work in the neonatal intensive care unit, and she is thrilled to be publishing her first novella with Black Opal Books. Liv can be found on-line at her website (www.livrancourt.com), her blog (www.liv-rancourt.blogspot.com), on Facebook (www.facebook.com/liv.rancourt), or on Twitter (www.twitter.com/LivRancourt).

Book Spotlight with Stephanie Draven's The Fever and The Fury

2012-01-15T00:01:00.000-05:00

Revenge is a dish best served hot!

Phaedra, a fury, is bound to make Lieutenant Luke Lazaros atone for his supposed crime, but her usual method of inflicting pain doesn’t work very well on a phoenix with the power to be reborn every time he dies. However, each rebirth leaves him with an overwhelming need for sex. Phaedra’s new plan: to drive Luke mad with desire.

But Phaedra has never touched anyone—even herself—except to cause pain. She’s an innocent when it comes to pleasure…but Luke isn’t. His touch is a revelation, arousing a passion in Phaedra that is as delicious as it is terrifying. For no matter how much she wants Luke, giving herself to a man risks awakening her goddess’s wrath.

A multi-published award-nominated author of paranormal romance. Stephanie’s critically acclaimed Mythica series asks: What if the monsters of ancient mythology still walked the earth...and what if you found out that you were one of them? Currently a denizen of Baltimore, Stephanie lives with her favorite nocturnal creatures–three scheming cats and a deliciously wicked husband. And when she is not busy with dark domestic rituals, she writes her books.

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Excerpt:

She'd already killed him twice this week.

Monday, the harpy bitch grabbed the wheel just as he was making a tight turn on a cliff-side highway. The car jumped the barrier and exploded in a fiery crash of glass and twisted metal at the bottom of Moraca Canyon.

On Wednesday morning, he'd chanced taking a shower and she dropped a hair dryer in with him, sending a deadly shock through his wet body.

It wasn't even the weekend and she was already trying to kill him a third time.

Luke had awakened to the sinuous slide of her body atop his and, for one groggy moment, he'd enjoyed the carnal sensation of a woman in bed with him.

Then her knee came crushing down on his windpipe.

Now Luke thrashed upon the mattress, grabbing at her supple thighs, trying to throw her off. The curve of her breast brushed his arm, her moist lips parted and she clutched at his face as if she were going to draw him into an intimate embrace…just before fingernails like talons cut his flesh to bloody ribbons.

Or at least that's what it felt like.

With the lightest touch, she could put an ordinary mortal man in complete agony. But he wasn't an ordinary mortal man and she should have known better than to touch him.

"Atone," the fury demanded, her voice driving needles of agony into his spine. “Atone!”

Luke was desperate enough to consider it. Anything to get rid of her. Anything to make the pain stop. Anything that might relieve him of the memories that haunted him. The blood in the sand and all the lies…

Take the money, Luke. There'll be more where that came from.

His traitorous lips parted in surrender, ready to tell the fury whatever she wanted to hear, but then he felt his square jaw clench tight in stubborn refusal.

No. Screw atonement and regret. Luke would rather die again.

Her lithe legs wrapped around his waist like a vise. They were locked together as tightly as lovers and in blind suffering he banged the back of his skull on the headboard. It started like a fever, a sexual rush of heat that seared its way through his veins, pulsing through his hammering heart, racing to his groin.

Damn it. He liked this villa, but he'd burn the place down to get free of her if he had to. Sparks leaped from his fingertips to the bedsheets and the scent of scorched linen rose to his nostrils. The fire would obey him—it was the one goddamned thing in his life he still had any control over—so Luke made the fire rise higher, engulfing them both in a flash of flames and searing pain.

His bones went white-hot, molten beneath his skin, and he screamed. He was turning to ash. He was burning her too, burning her alive. He could have held onto her. He could have forced her to share his torment to the bitter end, but he flung her away. And her tumbling body was the last thing he saw before he died….

Phaedra was accustomed to inflicting pain, not suffering it. But now every cell in her body screamed in protest as her burned skin rose up in blisters. She was immortal. She could never die. That didn't mean she couldn't feel pain, and making this man miserable had somehow become her own personal torment.

She lay dazed in agony on the floor, smoke filling her lungs while Lieutenant Luke Lazaros burned alive before her very eyes. Gods of Olympus, he was stubborn. He should have broken by now, but he was only getting more unmanageable. None of the men she'd been sent to torture had ever been so obstinate. Then again, she'd never been unleashed upon a phoenix before.

In the light of the crackling blaze, Phaedra's blistered body healed, new pink flesh knitting over the old with miraculous speed, and it occurred to her that the fire alarm wasn't shrieking. A quick glance up at the scorched ceiling told her that he'd disabled it. That he'd planned for this exact circumstance. He was handy that way. Good with modern gadgets. And a born strategist. He'd started anticipating her. Adapting…

All at once, the conflagration on the bed extinguished itself and a burst of air dusted her with Luke's charred human remains. A bit of stagecraft on his part.

Of course, she'd seen him do this before—rise from the ashes as a new man, his dark curly hair cut in sharp military style, his name and blood type displayed upon frayed patches on his desert fatigues. A backpack full of cash in his right hand.

This was how he looked the moment he was war-forged. The instant he stopped being an ordinary mortal man and became a monster. But as many times as she watched him die, she couldn't enjoy it. Watching him now, she took no satisfaction in his shudder of revulsion at the feel of a new body that wasn't his own. Nor did it encourage her to see the half hostile, half haunted look in his eyes as he tried to remember himself. Shaking his head as if to fasten upon his old memories, he caught her look of dismay and gave a dark smile-that-was-not-a-smile.

"What's the matter?” Luke asked. “Didn't expect me to be so hot in bed?"

Given that she was clutching the burned and blackened remains of her clothing against her body, Phaedra didn't appreciate the sexual innuendo. It didn't surprise her though. Every time the lieutenant was reborn, he battled overwhelming hunger. He'd be ravenous now, for food, drink…sex.

Still, he grabbed one of his white dress shirts from a drawer and tossed it to her. "Here. You can wear this."

The gallant gesture was starkly out of place considering their situation. Phaedra eyed her nemesis as she fastened the buttons, disconcerted by his scent on the shirt and how it mingled with the perfume of her newly healed skin. "Does this mean you're ready to be redeemed, Luke Lazaros?"

"Just means I was brought up right," Luke said through his teeth. "And that an officer falls back on his training in a crisis. Or maybe I've just always fantasized about a leggy woman wearing nothing but my shirt. Until I get rid of you, I might as well improve the scenery."

"How many times must we go through this?" Phaedra asked, ignoring the predatory glare in his eyes. She rose to her feet. She was tall, but he was taller. She was hard-bodied and imposing; even before they felt the torture of her touch, most men had the sense to cower. But not this man. "There is no getting rid of me, Lieutenant. Once a fury is unleashed upon a criminal, she's unbreakably bound to him until he atones or is driven to insanity."

"I'm not a criminal," Luke snapped. "And I will find a way to be rid of you."

I hope you do find a way, Phaedra thought. Because she was every bit as stuck with him as he was with her.

(Gasp!) My Heroine is Imperfect!

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Yep, she is. My contemporary romance, A Facebook Affair (Breathless Press, Dec. 9^th, 2011) has an imperfect heroine.

The average romance heroine is gorgeous with long, flowing hair, pouty lips, average intelligence, a generous bosom…*snicker*. Well, meet Kelly Littleton. I think she's beautiful. At least she was in my mind, and I hope she is in readers' minds, but she's got short hair, is pretty smart, and has an average cup size—no double Ds. What really sets her off though is the fact that she has a handicap/disability. She's "hearing impaired."

I don't really see her as disabled, however, or handicapped or impaired. She lives life just like anyone else with a little help from things such as closed captioned TV, text messaging, vibrating alarm clocks, and a skill called lipreading. And like everyone else, she's looking for love. She may or may not find it with Brandon Hopkins…

Why did I do this? As a reader, I'm tired of constantly reading about "perfect" women. We, the women in real life, are not perfect. We have weight problems, we have bipolar disorders, we small breasts, and we have handicaps. As a deaf woman, I've always been dismayed at the lack of literature featuring deaf heroines so I wrote one.

My goal in this was to educate as well as entertain. I am hoping that every reader walks away from A Facebook Affair having learned something about the life of a hearing "impaired" person, about school bullying, and how the hearing world often misunderstands.

Even the short hair has significance. No, it has nothing to do with my own hair. LOL. Throughout the novel, Kelly goes back and forth between a confidant young woman no longer ashamed of the world seeing the hearing aids in her ears to the little girl who hid them behind her hair. Kelly thinks she has left that beaten down little girl behind, but when school bullies from her past become a part of her present, will she revert back to that scared little girl? She no longer has long hair to hide behind…what will she do?

So…my heroine is imperfect. She has flaws just like you and I. 

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