Cruise Into Eden

I’m so glad to have Lexi visiting me today and talking about her new release Cruise Into Eden. her stories are inspired by classic literature, which is very cool indeed. And I know she is working on a most awesome project now, but my lips are sealed :)

Last April I spent some time with Lexi and her wonderful husband on their very special island, St. Croix USVI, where their house was right on the beach. I was in heaven and LOVED it so much, even if my air bed did have a leak that needed pumping up at 3am every night LOL (They were packing to move) Cruise ships would come into port on occasion and it was something to see.

Thanks for visiting today Lexi! Oh, and if you know how to make that Lime in the Coconut, share please :)

…and I was on this very beach below. Like I said, heaven.

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Why the Caribbean?

First, I want to thank Cristal for having me on her blog today. Knowing I was coming here, it wasn’t hard to pick a topic to discuss because I know what a beach girl, Cristal is J

In my new release, Cruise into Eden, I chose to set it mostly on a cruise, but not just any cruise, a clothing optional cruise. Part of the reason for this was that this is an erotic romance and I thought it would be great place to make the two heroes comfortable because Ware and Nase are from the planet Eden. In Eden, it is impolite to wear clothes!

Of course, once I made them comfortable I had to figure out where the cruise was going. One of the great things about a nude cruise is that it has to go to warm places. I mean, after all, no one is wearing clothes, so I chose the Caribbean as I lived in the Caribbean and know it well.

This cruise stops in St. Martin (that’s the French side), a private island owned by the cruise line, Jamaica, and finally Key West before heading back to its port. I picked these places because I knew for a fact they all have wonderful beaches. The bonus with the Caribbean ports was they also had places where not having clothes was allowed.

Can you imagine getting a tan with no tan lines on a pristine white beach next to turquoise blue waters in 88-degree heat with a soft ocean breeze and the palm trees swaying? Okay, how about with a bathing suit on, a cabana boy, and a tall drink called Lime in the Coconut? If you can imagine that, then there is a good chance you’ll enjoy Cruise into Eden.

Always, Lexi

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Excerpt:

Erin couldn’t help the big smile on her face as she strolled between Nase and Ware down the narrow path to the beach. What woman could blame her? She had two gorgeous hunks and they would soon be sunning on a beach. She’d be the envy of every woman there.

For such a popular place, she was surprised by how small the path was. She’d heard more than a couple of groups disembarking the ship talking about Orient Beach. Then again, it was a nude beach so maybe it had to be tucked away.

The salty smell of the ocean caught her just before the path opened up to a small beach flanked by two coral rock heads. Between them was two hundred feet of pure, white sand and the beautiful turquoise water she had seen from the ship. Now this was a beach, except it was empty.

Ware stepped up to her, his body barely touching hers. “Do you like it?”

She tilted her head up to look at him and caught her breath. His presence was almost overpowering. Her body reacted to him like a candle lit by a match, slowly melting but hot. Staring into his green gaze was mesmerizing.

The slightest twitching at the corner of his mouth had her mind taking over again. “I love it. But where are all the people?”

“It’s just us. Everyone else is probably on Orient Beach, which I imagine is quite crowded by now. We thought you might like to try a more secluded spot.”

She turned her body toward his. “Try it for what?”

“For being nude.”

She stepped back. “Why?”

He cocked his head slightly. “Why not? Did you sleep naked last night?”

She flushed. “Yes.”

Ware closed the space between them, pressing his hard body against her and cupping her cheek. “Then I would ask that you spend your time on this beach with us naked.”

Oh God, when he used that tone of voice she craved to do whatever he wanted. Again she wondered if he was a hypnotist.

She looked around the secluded beach. They were surrounded by hills and the only house she could see was far up on a mountain. “Okay. But you have to put lotion on my back. I don’t want to burn.”

Ware smiled, as in a real smile, and her heart jumped into double time, causing her to catch a breath. A warmth filled her chest as if she belonged. She clasped his hand against her cheek and shuddered at the sensual feelings that coursed through her body like a wave.

He pulled back. “I would be happy to help you.”

Erin shivered at the vision of Ware rubbing lotion onto her back.

Nase ran up to them, already naked. “The water feels like home. Anyone interested in swimming?”

She grinned. “I am. Skinny dipping I’ve done. Though it was at night.” She winked at Ware. “Where should we set our towels?”

Ware took her bag from her. “You go swim. I’ll set up.”

“Okay.” She quickly pulled off her sundress, throwing it over his arm. Taking one more glance around the secluded spot, she untied her rainbow-striped string bikini, and dropped the top into her bag. Before she could lose her nerve, she pulled down her bottoms and they followed her top.

Ware nodded in approval, but Nase grabbed her hand. “Come on, let’s catch some waves.”

He pulled her to the water’s edge, but there were no waves to catch. Without hesitation, he scooped her up and walked into the water until he was chest deep. “I’ve waited so long to hold you.”

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Taking Eve

TAKING EVE

 by Tina Donahue

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 A willing slave to possession, punishment, pleasure…

Dreams of a manor where submission and dominance once ruled draws Faith to hypnotherapist Colin Danes. Potently virile, he looks remarkably like her most cherished master from a past life. Desire smolders in his eyes, proving he’s never forgotten her.

Their carnal dance continues in the present and leads to their past when she was known as Eve. Through hypnotherapy, Colin brings her back to the Victorian era, a hidden estate where she eagerly submits to whatever he and her other noble masters crave. The exquisite discipline of the strap. Being bid on and mounted each night. Displayed and used for the enjoyment of all.

Most will take her. One will try to imprison her. Only he will be her true master in that life and this.

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 Excerpt

Taking her arm, Spencer brought Eve to the table so the mirror caught her in profile. He removed her bands and chains, tossing them aside. The fetters clinked against the snowy marble floor. He pulled off her fur boots, leaving her with nothing except the white satin ribbon.

“Bend over the table,” he ordered. He took off his derby and shrugged out of his greatcoat, putting both near the lone chair. “Spread your legs wide and present—“

“She’s not to be harmed,” Anthony interrupted.

Eve looked from man to man, feeling their struggle for power, Anthony’s indignation that he wasn’t in charge of her.

“No, my lord.” Spencer spoke as dismissively as he had earlier. “However, I have to examine and prepare her for tonight’s event, the same as I’ve done in the past with all the others. You’re well aware of that—are you not, my lord?”

Anthony clenched his jaw.

“Perhaps his Lordship would care to announce the girl’s arrival to the rest,” Spencer said. “Then await our entrance as he’s done before.”

Anthony seemed ready to argue the point, but didn’t. He left the room, slamming the door.

The thunderous sound had barely died out when Spencer edged close, his size and heat intimidating Eve, but also stirring something within her. A desire for a firm hand, a strict taskmaster.

Carefully, Spencer brushed Eve’s hair aside, his fingertips lingering on her shoulder. His touch light. Pleasant. Her breathing picked up. She waited for more. He leaned down, his cheek close to hers, his powerful body clearly restrained, his scent one of soap, wool, leather.

“Do as I ordered,” he whispered. “Be quick about it.”

She had no choice. Eve knew she wanted none. Unnerved, she obeyed, palms on the table, nipples touching the polished surface, legs parted widely, ass lifted.

Her position was deliberately revealing, meant to show Spencer both of her openings.

Eve lowered her face.

“No,” Spencer said. “Look at yourself and me in the glass. Watch what I do to you…what you can’t stop.”

Heat stung Eve’s cheeks. She turned to her reflection, seeing a face she scarcely recognized, one feverish with excitement and lust. Her hair was a black cloud drifting over her naked shoulders.

With his hands on his narrow hips, Spencer regarded her naked ass as a lord might—arrogant and unhurried—his pace telling her what she already knew. He ruled as all men did. As a woman, she yielded. Even to him.

Eve’s cunt grew damp with wanting.

He finally moved to the other side of the table, his stiffened shaft straining against his trousers. His arousal filling Eve with a curious combination of excitement and dread.

Would he take her before her other Masters did?

Would he whip her?

He returned to his original spot, a roguish look on his face. “Wider,” he ordered.

She spread her legs even more.

“Arch your back. Present your lovely arse to me.”

Eve strained to meet his demands, her body obedient even as her mind rebelled. She was more fully exposed to him than she’d ever been to Anthony.

A faint smile touched Spencer’s mouth. Minutes passed as he studied her scandalous pose.

Her skin reddened from the fire’s warmth and the turmoil building within her.

He dropped to one knee for a better look at her cunt and anus. His breath skimmed her thigh.

A low moan caught in Eve’s throat. She tried to swallow but couldn’t. She saw his arousal…and her own.

“You’re quite wet,” he murmured.

BIO:

 Tina Donahue is an award-winning, bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, and Kensington. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic romances (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the 2011 EPIC competition. The French review site, Blue Moon reviews, chose her erotic romance Sensual Stranger as their Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category). The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for Lush Velvet Nights, and two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition (2011 and 2012). Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.

 

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1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT

2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit

3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award

4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT

5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT

6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller

7. Take Me Away – #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books

8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR

9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR

10. Sinfully Wicked – Magnificent – Romancing the Book

11.  Claiming Magique – Top Pick – NOR

12. Illicit Desire – Four Stars Romantic Times

13. Come Fill Me – Five Stars – Guilty Pleasures

14. Losing Control – Four and a Half Stars – Sensual Reads

15. Shameless Desire – Four and Half Stars – The Jeep Diva

 

In Her Corner

Today I welcome Vicki Essex. She’s here to tell us about her new release IN HER CORNER and a little bit about herself.

Thanks for joining us today Vicki!

 Tell us a bit about your new release, IN HER CORNER.

In Her Corner is my third Harlequin Superromance title, and the second in a miniseries about mixed martial arts following my debut book Her Son’s Hero.

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Where do you get your ideas? For example Life experience, fantasies, experiences and fantasies of friends, etc.

I knew after writing Her Son’s Hero that I’d write a book with a female mixed martial arts (MMA) fighter. Women’s MMA was still trying to make inroads in the broader market when I started putting the story together, but by the time I’d signed the contract, a new women’s only fight promotion called Invicta FC had just started up and then a few months later the world’s largest MMA promoter, the Ultimate Fighting Championship (UFC) had announced they’d have their first women’s match. It was a lucky thing for me because I got to watch the hype grow over the internet and in the media and see how people really reacted to the idea of women fighting in the cage.

 What do you find draws you most to write?

I’ve always enjoyed working with words and figuring out what drives people to do the things they do. Understanding my characters and the challenges that face them has always made me think about my own interactions with the world, as well.

 What else do you have in the works?

 I’m contracted for three more Harlequin Superromance books over the next three years. Two take place in Everville, the town my second book, Back to the Good Fortune Diner, is set in. The other is a story about a celebrity pregnancy. I hope to tie all these stories together one day—in my mind, they’re all happening in the same universe.

 How do you name your characters? Any special tricks?

 I usually check the news to see what names I should definitely avoid. Often I’ll play phone book roulette and pick a name at random.

Do you own an ebook reader or read on an electronic device? If so, what?

I own a Kobo Touch, but I also have an ASUS Iconia tablet. I like the tablet since I can download and buy books from multiple vendors, but I enjoy the glare-free e-ink surface of the Kobo.

As a romance/erotica reader, what sort of stories do you personally prefer?

I love any stories where the characters are fully developed and layered—characters who have flaws and make poor choices, but redeem themselves somehow.

What’s your favorite guilty pleasure?

Sour cream and onion ring chips. They’re absolutely disgusting, can hardly be categorized as food and usually turn my stomach, but they’re so delicious. I only have them once a year on my birthday.

 Any vacation or appearance plans this year?

None that have been booked.

 What would your readers by very surprised to learn about you?

Anyone who follows me on Twitter will probably know this already, but I enjoy whiskey. I get a lot of strange looks when I order it at the bar.

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Krystal Shannan Spotlight

TAKING NICOLE

Vegas Mates, Book 4

 By

Krystal Shannan

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The last thing Nicole Demakis remembers was getting in the car with Sarah’s kidnapper and driving away. Now she faces the cold hard truth. The kidnapper, an agent of the Council, is her mate. But he refuses to claim her, and the Council may take everything away before she even has a chance to convince him to trust her.

 Aaron Katsaros was ordered to deliver Nicole to her grandparents, the Antipas royal wolves. It should’ve been an easy task. Clean. No hiccups. But this infuriating woman, this wolf, his mate…is one hiccup after another and she’s arousing him to the point of pain. With his sister’s life hanging in the balance, he refuses to allow his passion to cost him the only family he has left.

 Can he find a way to save his mate, or will he be forced to watch another claim the woman he loves?

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 ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

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Krystal Shannan goes to sleep every night dreaming of mythical realms with werewolves, vampires, fae, and dragons. Occasional a fabulous, completely human story slips into the mix, but powers and abilities usually crop up without fail, twisting reality into whatever her mind can conceive.

As a child, her parents encouraged her interests in Ancient Greek and Roman mythology and all things historical and magickal. As an adult, the interests only grew. She is a child of Neverland and refuses to ever stop believing in fairies. She is guilty of indulging in and being a Buffy the Vampire Slayer groupie as well as an Angel fan. For those of you unfamiliar with the world of Joss Whedon, you are missing out!

She also makes sure to watch as many action and adventure movies as possible. The more exciting the better. Yippee-Ki-Yay… If you don’t know the end of that phrase, then you probably don’t like the same movies.

She enjoys reading romance in all genres, but especially paranormal. Her favorite book is ACHERON by Sherrilyn Kenyon. But really, if it has a ‘Happily Ever After’, she’s on board!

Krystal writes stories full of action, snark, magick, and heart-felt emotion. If you are looking for leisurely-paced sweet romance, her books are probably not for you. However, for those looking for a magickal ride, filled with adventure, passion, and just a hint of humor. Welcome home.

 Krystal Shannan

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Vicki Lewis Thompson – The Inside Scoop

Today I welcome Vicki Lewis Thompson .She’s here to tell us about her new release WEREWOLF IN LAS VEGAS and a little bit about herself. I had the pleasure to meet Vicki a few years ago at RWA National and so glad she’s stopping by for a visit today.

Thanks for joining us today Vicki!

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Thanks for inviting me!  It’s terrific to be here.

1)     Tell us a bit about your new release, WEREWOLF IN LAS VEGAS.  So this werewolf walks into a casino . . . .  No, that’s not the story!  It starts off with a poker game, but that’s the end of the gambling part.  After that, we discover that a wealthy pack of werewolves do indeed have major holdings in Sin City and we learn how complicated that can be in such an urban environment.  I’ve also created a pairing I’ve never tried before – Giselle, who’s a werewolf, falls for Luke, who’s human.VLY cover

2)     Where do you get your ideas? For example Life experience, fantasies, experiences and fantasies of friends, etc.  I finally figured out that transformation stories are my favorite kind, and I’m inspired by any story in which someone makes a major change in his or her life.  They might be someone I know or someone I read about.  The werewolf stories lend themselves perfectly to that because for the lovers to end up happily ever after, they both have to make huge changes in their thinking.

3)     What do you find draws you most to write?  I write for the love of it –always have – but when I started making money at it, I realized this would be my job.  It’s my dream job, so I want to keep it.  I won’t keep it unless I continue to nurture my creativity and spend plenty of time actually writing.  Maintaining my career is a huge motivator because I don’t want to go back to any of my former day jobs.

4)     What else do you have in the works?  Cowboys!  I’m writing a series for Harlequin called the Sons of Chance.  I’m also about to begin a new project for NAL which is still in the planning stages.  I’m also self-publishing my backlist of the Nerd series and I’ve e-published a new one, NERDS ARE FROM MARS.  In the fall I’ll e-publish NERD OF THE JUNGLE.  I have such fun with my nerds and can’t seem to give them up.

5)     How do you name your characters? Any special tricks?  I have three or four baby name books, and my favorite one is falling apart from a lot of use and one unfortunate dip in the swimming pool.  Naming my characters is both fun and frustrating.  After more than 100 books, I have to be careful not to use the same names too often.  I have a real fondness for Jack, but I’ll have to retire that one.  I’ve had three heroes named Jack, and each of those books was memorable, so I have to be finished with Jack.

6)     Do you own an ebook reader or read on an electronic device? If so, what?  I own a Kobo, which I’ve used a little bit, but I confess I didn’t fall in love with it.  My plan is to get an iPad mini soon, because I want to jump into this brave new world but old habits are hard to kick!

7)     As a romance/erotica reader, what sort of stories do you personally prefer?  My reading candy is historicals, especially Regencies, because they’re nothing like what I’m writing.  It’s also fun to read books in which there are no condoms.

8)     What’s your favorite guilty pleasure?  I don’t know how guilty I am about doing it, but I’m fascinated with tarot cards.  Astrology, too, but I realized in order to become good at astrology I’d have to study a LOT.  I can absorb tarot a little at a time without bending my brain too much.

9)     Any vacation or appearance plans this year?  I’ll be at the Romantic Times Booklover’s Convention April 15-18!  So New Orleans, here I come!  Other than that, I plan to mostly stay home and nurture my creativity, although I can guarantee there will be a couple of Disneyland trips in there.  A trip to Disney does wonders for my muse.

 10)  What would your readers by very surprised to learn about you?  I have no TV reception!  I own a flat screen and a DVD player, but no cable or dish network for this girl.  I’m very picky about what I watch, too.  I sit in front of the TV once or twice a week at most, and then only at night.  I’d rather read!

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NYT bestseller Vicki Lewis Thompson loves her job and plans to do it until someone pries her cold, dead fingers away from the keyboard.  She’s worked with four major publishers during a career in which she’s written more than a hundred books, earned the Nora Roberts Lifetime Achievement Award, and experienced the pleasure of working at home dressed in a t-shirt and sweats.

Amorous Overnight!

Yay, it’s finally release day for Amorous Overnight, and I’m thrilled to be here with the lovely and generous Cristal Ryder!

When I wrote Alien Overnight lo these many years ago, I had no idea that Shelley Bonham would have her own book—I just thought she was a nurse (one of my own personal heroes), a great friend and the perfect foil for the heroine of that book, Dr. Monica Teague (aka Monica the Intrepid). Monica was thrilled to be living among the aliens and headed to a distant planet, while Shelley was practically afraid of her own shadow—she only took the job at the alien mating compound for the money and couldn’t wait to get away from the aliens themselves.

It took me a while to dig out the real Shelley, the one who was a heroine rather than a victim—the nurturing protector I’d planted the seeds for in Alien Overnight—but I think it was worth the time and effort. She turned out to be someone I’d really love to hang out and be friends with. I hope you like her, too. :D

And as for the sexy alien heroes of this story…Cecine and Hastion turned absolutely everything I’d originally thought about them upside down. Both of them proved once again that appearances can be deceptive—that strength can cover deep vulnerability and looking meek and mild-mannered doesn’t mean you can’t kick ass and take names later when the need arises.

Amorous Overnight

 

Blurb:

What’s better than one hot alien at your service? Two hot aliens in your bed!

After four months of orbiting Earth in a spaceship bursting with sex-starved aliens, nurse Shelley Bonham will do just about anything to get off. The ship, that is.

Not that the aliens aren’t hot enough to put her hormones on red alert. In fact, the more time she spends with the Garathani leader and his personal guard Hastion, the more she wants them. Knowing what Cecine and Hastion are doing to each other when nobody’s looking only makes it harder to keep her hands to herself.

But she’s already been betrayed by one alien—her dead douchebag of a husband. Can she trust her future—and her children—to another?

Reader Advisory: Contains the usual Robin L. Rotham smorgasbord of m/m/f ménage and D/s elements, plus a shipload of alien alphas in outer space.

R-Rated Excerpt:

Cecine’s naked torso streamed with sweat as he ran uphill, using one of the scenic programs Jasmine had designed. It was a challenging course, with steep slopes, panoramic mountain vistas, and an abundance of Terran flora and fauna, but he saw little beyond his upcoming engagement with the ensign. Anticipation had taken a severe enough toll on his own concentration that he’d excused himself from the council’s morning meeting and come to the training center to work off some of his excitement.

After his workout, he might make use of the probe too so that he had all his wits about him in the arena. It wouldn’t do to spook the ensign or betray the intimate nature of their relationship to any warriors who happened to be in attendance.

“Minister Cecine, Shelley Bonham seeks an audience with you.”

Frowning, he slowed to a walk. “End program, Empran, and direct her to come to my quarters in ten minutes.”

“Affirmative.”

The flare field vanished and he leapt off the aerobic platform. Slinging his towel around his neck, he picked up his hydration bottle and drained it before exiting the Command training center. When he strode through the door, he nearly collided with Shelley Bonham.

She reeled back with a squeak and would have fallen if he hadn’t seized her flailing arm to yank her upright. Pulling away at once, she stood there gawking at him and rubbing the spot on her bare arm where he’d touched her.

“Ms. Bonham,” he acknowledged with a nod. “I beg your pardon. I’d intended to shower and dress before greeting you.”

Her mouth still slightly ajar, she nodded at him, her eyes flickering up and down between his face and his bare chest, which was still dripping with sweat. Amused, he grabbed the towel and mopped off his face and neck while her gaze ventured all the way down to his bare feet and back up.

“You’re welcome to wait in my sitting area while I make myself more presentable,” he invited, gesturing down the curving corridor.

The rosy hue in her cheeks deepened to a splotchy red. “No! I mean, that’s okay, I…”

Her eyes slid down to his chest again as if drawn by a powerful magnet and Cecine bit the inner skin of his lower lip to keep from grinning. If he’d known she would react this strongly to the sight of his body, he’d have made it a point to accidentally intrude on one of her private sessions in the Ccommand training center weeks ago.

Then the tip of her little pink tongue darted out to moisten her lips.

Swearing silently, he closed his eyes for a moment and tried to stem the rush of arousal. Peserin, did she truly have no idea what the sight of a wet, healthy tongue did to a horny male?

When he opened them, her gaze had drifted below his waist once more.

So much for stemming the arousal. Against his will, hot blood pounded through his already overwarm body, tightening every muscle and thickening his cock.

He subdued a growl of frustration. As her mate, he had every right to grab her by her lacy tail of yellow hair, claim her pretty tongue and lush pink rosebud lips with his mouth and then pull down his exercise brief and claim them again with his cock. If she had any idea of the restraint he was exercising at the moment, she’d run all the way to her quarters without looking back.

Fortunately for her, his brief constricted all movement of his privates, so the discomfort was all his.

“Ms. Bonham,” he said abruptly, making her jump. “Do you wish to stand here or accompany me to my quarters?”

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Thanks for dropping by, and a special thanks to Cristal for hosting me today!

Married to the Job

Title: Married to the Job
Author: Cynthia Racette
Genres: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Twenty or Less Press
Release Date: January 14

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Dr. Miranda Perry is a workaholic whose job is everything to her. When sexy, smart, and suave Dr. Russell Rogers visits Palomar to give a seminar, he blows her world apart.

It’s love at first sight for Russ, and he uses every trick in his arsenal to convince Miranda to go out with him. In the short time they have together, sparks fly and sexual attraction burns up the sheets.

After Russ returns to his job in Boston, the two arrange hectic, emotion- and sex-filled moments, but the liaisons in the Midwest don’t cut it and a choice must be made. With each of them committed to prestigious jobs on opposite sides of the country, will they let the fire burn out because each is married to the job?

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• I am not a fan of science so I thought this book would be a little boring since the lead characters were both Scientists. Wow, I was wrong. If you have ever been in [a long distance relationship] you can relate to Miranda’s and Russ’ dilemma. If you haven’t, then you can ask yourself these questions…how far is too far to travel for love & what would you give up to finally be with the person who is the love of your life? Read Married to the Job and find out how far Miranda & Russ will go.
• I was a little leery at first because of the professions and was slightly worried that I wouldn’t like it because of that. Boy, I was wrong. I loved this story. I loved how Miranda and Russ had to work through distance and jobs in order to make their relationship work.
• The story is an interesting read on how workaholics manage a long distance relationship. This isn’t a typical fluffy romance. Cynthia Racette is very detailed with the main characters jobs and on how the long distance relationship worked. Some might find this boring but I found it fascinating. I really enjoyed this romance. The author’s writing style is easy to read. The plot was unique from stories I’ve read lately. It was nice to read about scientist geeks for a change instead of alpha rich guys. Definitely recommend.

Bio for Cynthia Racette:
I have been writing most of my life. My husband and I are newly retired, and have moved to a suburb of Buffalo in order to be closer to our children and grandchildren. We really enjoy being near our granddaughters and wee grandson and love them to pieces. If my fingers are not on my laptop keyboard, they are around my wee girls’ tiny fingers taking them to the zoo or a local festival.

Excerpt:
“I know we just met, but I want to kiss you,” he murmured, his nose in her hair. “There’s a dark corner over there. Come on.”
She shivered at his words, eager to feel his lips on hers. It seemed as if she’d waited forever for that touch even though it had only been a few hours since they met.
He led her across the floor to a dim space around the end of the bar. Pressing her into the corner, he brought his mouth down to hers, gently at first and then with more firmness. His arms closed around her waist and pulled her to him. Her body responded to the pressure of his, contouring itself around his shape. He nibbled on her neck for a few moments and then he brought his lips back to hers, insistently persuading hers to open widely in passion. Soon, they were both plunging their tongues into each other’s mouths, angling their heads for better access, frantic to get as close to each other as they could.
Heavy breathing filled the small space, and it emanated from both sides. This is so not good. She wanted to eat him alive, but they were in a public restaurant, and, if they didn’t restrain themselves soon, people would start to notice. If they hadn’t already. She stepped back, breaking his hold, and hating to lose his warmth, but they she knew they had to stop.
Slowly, as she dragged her lips from his, then leaned her forehead against his chest, she tried to calm her breathing and her heart. His lips touched her hair and then he set his cheek on top of her head. Finally, their breathing almost back to normal, they broke apart and drifted back to their chairs. She glanced around. No one appeared to be looking at them. She didn’t really care what other people thought, but still, she didn’t want to create a spectacle.
“I suppose I should apologize for that,” he said quietly as he pulled his chair in. “Except I’m not sorry about what happened at all.

 

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Cup of Sugar

I’m thrilled to have Karla Doyle here today so she can brag about her gorgeous cover. Look at it!

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After several failed relationships, Nia has one rule—don’t date neighbors. Simple, except the guy next door is single, handsome, and not inclined to close his blinds while naked. When her car dies, Conn takes “being neighborly” to a new level by offering a ride to her long-distance destination. Nia has resisted his looks and charm for months. Surely she can handle a few hours in his truck…

For months, Conn has blatantly put himself on display, hoping his pretty blonde neighbor would tire of secretly watching and come knock on his door for a cup of sugar—or more. No such luck—until an unusual opportunity arises. After a six-hour drive turns into a sweet-and-sexy weekend, Conn wants more than neighborly status with Nia. To get it, he must convince her to break the rule protecting her heart—by putting his on the line.

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Jaguar in the Sun

Thank you so much Cristal for hosting me today. I’m so excited that release day for Jaguar in the Sun, book four in the Unveiled Seductions series is finally here! I mean, come on, who wouldn’t be excited about unleashing a jaguar god on the world? Especially when he’s stalking the heart of a woman who’s decided the very last thing she wants or needs is love?

It’s one of those books where when I was writing it the characters really took over and dictated what their relationship was from the beginning, and what they wanted to do. Kind of exhilarating when that happens… It’s a friends-to-lovers story, with a side of right-man-at-the-worst-possible-time. Throw in a little sex magic and, well, things get really hot, really fast.

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Blurb:

Book four in the Unveiled Seductions series.

Cassandra Solinar has a bucket list and jaguar god Xbal Montegro is on it. About to undergo an essential rite she won’t survive, she wants to wring every ounce of pleasure out of the time left. Including discovering if Xbal’s sex magic technique is as good as rumored.

It’s no hardship for Xbal to accept Cassandra’s invitation for one erotic encounter, but far more difficult to let her go once he gets a taste of the explosive passion between them. Now he’s determined to hold on to her, no matter what.

Cassie can’t tell Xbal the truth about what she’s about to do. It’s illegal, but without her death the entire world will perish. It’s a job she’s been preparing for from birth, but the loss will be greater now. For in Xbal she finds a soul-deep connection she doesn’t want to lose, and the one thing she made a point of not putting on her bucket list—love.

A Romantica® paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

 

Excerpt:

Cassie wasn’t quite sure how to feel about the turn her encounter with Xbal had taken. It was one of those situations where you go in thinking you know what’ll happen but the script you have in your head turns out to be completely wrong. She’d been envisioning an immediate response—either a polite “no, thank you” or a crazy, gotta-have-it-now fuck on his couch or desk. Nowhere in her imagined movie was there banal conversation on the way to a restaurant, the prospect of lunch as a build-up to the actual deed getting done. He’d turned her plan on its head, and she felt as though she was upside down with it.

If she weren’t so completely rattled, the entire situation would be hilarious.

But she was rattled. Not to mention frazzled. Oh, and throw in a wild, inescapable side order of horny.

Yeah.

Hard to laugh when the sensation of Xbal’s lips on hers wouldn’t go away, when she kept remembering the timbre of his voice as he said, “Foreplay.” Then there was the slow, careful, terribly controlled way he’d closed her dress and tied the sash as she stood there trying hard not to tremble each time his knuckles brushed her skin.

Yes, it was all so ridiculous.

Yes, he was amazingly sexy.

Of course she’d wanted to sleep with him for years.

But, in the final analysis, it was still just Xbal, her friend and occasional business associate, a man she admired and genuinely liked. Just because she’d opened the door to them sleeping together didn’t mean any of that had changed, did it?

She glanced up from the menu she’d been pretending to peruse and another wave of need flashed over her skin and through her veins at the sight of him across the table. As though sensing her stare, he looked up too and smiled. Just a small tilt of one side of that beautiful mouth and her insides melted, need sending a hot, hard signal to her clit, which throbbed in response. Refusing to let him see just how affected she was by the entire situation and knowing from experience just how good she was at hiding these things, she smiled brightly back.

“So. What about this foreplay you promised me?”

Good. Nothing in her tone to indicate anything but light amusement. It was all she was willing to reveal.

Xbal waved an expressive hand, as though subtly brushing the words aside, and tilted his head a little, his eyes never leaving her face.

“We’ll get there, but I have a couple of questions for you first.”

“Oh?” Cassie tilted her head too, mirroring him, giving back as good as she was getting. “Like what?”

“Why me?” Nothing but curiosity in the words, but his eyes had darkened, his gaze turning sharp and probing. Cassie suppressed a shiver. Somehow that predatory stare was just so damn hot. “Why now?”

The urge was to look away, sever the sense of intimacy suddenly binding them together, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. She was about to lie to him, by omission if nothing else. Breaking eye contact would be too much an admission of…what? Insecurity? Dishonesty? Vulnerability? A mixture of all three?

She shrugged lightly, pushing those thoughts aside.

“Am I the only one to feel there’s a certain…” She lifted an eyebrow, drawing out the last word. “Chemistry between us? If I am—”

Again came that wave of his fingers, less subtle this time. “You know you’re not. I’ve wanted you from the first moment I set eyes on you, and you know it.”

No, she hadn’t really known it. She’d thought it, hoped it, even dreamed it, but he was such a cool customer she hadn’t been one-hundred percent sure. Hearing the words gave her an aching thrill she couldn’t—didn’t want to—fully suppress.

Arching both brows this time, she shook her head slowly. “Well, if that’s the case, what more is there to say?”

“A lot,” came the succinct reply. “Why me? Why now?”

By Sol, he wasn’t giving up, was he? What could she say to satisfy him that didn’t involve things like, “You’re on my bucket list” or “I couldn’t put it off any longer, lest I miss the chance”? The truth would lead to far more questions and admissions than she was prepared to allow. What could she say to fend that off and satisfy his curiosity? She settled on part of the truth.

“You’re a sexy man and I want to sleep with you.” There was some satisfaction in seeing eyes widen just enough to show surprise. “As for why now? It’s the right time for me, as I hope it is for you.”

His eyes still locked on her face, Xbal leaned back in the booth and, just from that motion, she knew he wasn’t satisfied with her answer. Mentally scrambling, she watched him for a second or two, waiting for him to start digging deeper, before inspiration struck.

“Of course, hearing you’re a master practitioner of sex magic doesn’t hurt.” She found herself licking her lips and didn’t stop the movement, knowing he’d seen the motion by the flicker of his gaze. When she continued she let her voice fall low, into a sexy whisper. “The combination of you and atraspa is too much for me to resist any longer.”

Now she had him.

Xbal’s stillness was complete, only his eyes flickering slightly, a big cat sighting his prey. Cassie suddenly realized she could hardly breathe, so caught up in the intensity of his gaze air seemed superfluous.

Foreplay. It occurred to her Xbal didn’t need to touch her, with hands or lips or magic, to turn her on. It was all in the eyes. The expression and concentrated focus.

Sol, he’s sexy.

There was a part of her wondering why she’d waited this long to initiate a sexual encounter with him, another urging her to run away. It was overwhelming, being the object of his attention in a way she hadn’t expected.

I didn’t expect any of this.

She’d thought it would have been over by now. The scenario seemed simple enough. He says yes, or no. They have sex, or she walks away. Now, mesmerized by the dark, compelling eyes, it all seemed a hell of a lot more complicated.

 

A Clever Tongue

Writing BDSM and Poly Erotic Romance

By Leia Shaw

This is the fourth book in the Badass Brats series written by me (Leia), Sorcha Black, and Cari Silverwood. You might think that’s an odd name for a series but let me explain it.

Bratting is a sort of controversial activity in the BDSM world. Some people hate bratting, some love the challenge and think brats are funny. As I’m sure you’ve figured out, our books contain a broad range of bratting. Now this doesn’t mean our subs are disrespectful, immature, or attention whores. This means they like to have fun. They have a sense of humor and use it to get their Doms to loosen up and have fun too.

We believe sex should be fun. There’s a time and a place for serious Domination and submission. And we include those in our books. But our goal is to show the lighter side of BDSM that isn’t often written about in BDSM erotic books.

The second unique part of our books is that it includes a polyamorous relationship. The first three books contain M/f/f or M/F/f, but that might change for the next book in the series. We started with two girls and a guy because we realized it was a situation that rarely gets explored in romance, outside of the occasional temporary threesome, and also because it’s what one of the members of our writing team had experience with. All of the characters in our books fall in love with each other. There’s no fantasy one night stand set up by the main two characters. The third is never the add-on or temporary fling. All three people are equally important to the relationship, which always ends in a serious commitment. We find that in books, and in real life, this works the best when it comes to ménage.

Without further ado, I’d like to introduce you to The Dom with the Clever Tongue!

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Blurb:

Reece and Scarlet have everything a loving couple could want, except a hot kinky sex life. Malachi, an experienced Dom, steps in to help them sort that out. But not only is he a terrible memory from Reece’s past, he’s a smartass and damaged goods, too.
As they all learn to trust each other, Malachi becomes more than just their kink coach. It’s a full-on brat smackdown, and no heart gets out unscathed.
Warning: this book contains unrepentant brats, surprise orgasms, a Domme with training wheels, and a Dom whose tongue is registered as a weapon of mass seduction.
BDSM elements, M/F/f, F/f

Excerpt:

Scarlet kept her eyes on Reece. “You sure you want to play this game with him?”

Malachi turned his head just in time to see the towel flick out. It snapped, hitting his ass like a whip.

Zero to Dom in point three seconds. Malachi wiped his wet hands on his jeans and walked slowly toward Reece, no longer a sweet, attractive man. In his place was a dangerous, predatory, sex-god. Scarlet’s girlfriend backed away, laughing nervously and twirling the towel again.

“You hit me again, kitten,” he growled, “and you’ll be a very sorry little girl.”

She looked scared but she snapped her arm out again and the dish towel cracked against his thigh.

“Game over.” He lunged at her and she bolted from the room then ran down the hall into the bedroom.

Scarlet couldn’t believe the girl’s nerve. When she caught up with them in the bedroom, Malachi was working on crowding her into a corner, but she kept slipping past him.

“The longer you run the worse this is going to be for you, brat. Stop now and beg for mercy, or you won’t like the consequences.”

Reece was laughing, though she looked both frightened and turned on.

“You talk big for a guy that can’t even catch me

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