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Your chance to win an ebook from my backlist

Yep, I thought that blog title might get your attention.

So, wanna know how you can win an ebook?

Well, it's really simple actually. Limecello is running a series of Tuesday Teasers on her blog. She's posting never-before-seen excerpts from some of her favorite romance authors.

And…guess who's featured today?

That's right! Me.

Okay, so technically, it's not me who's featured, it's my book: Full House.

Now, if you head on over the the post: Teaser Tuesday: Full House By Jess Dee, you'll see Lime has included a little contest. And the winner of the contest can choose an ebook of their choice from my back list.

So, what are you waiting for? Go. Win yourself an ebook.

Oh, and good luck.

Jess

PS – hope you enjoy the excerpt.

Are we ever prepared for goodbye?

Eleven days ago I received the call I'd been expecting for a very long time.

"Come to the nursing home. Now."

I asked no questions. I simply got in the car and drove.  I've gotten a few calls like this over the last few years. My hubby's even gotten used to me dropping everything and rushing out the house. Each time, I've come home, crisis averted, and carried on with everyday life.

This time, life did not carry on. I didn't even make it to the nursing home before finding out this very sad fact. I found out in my car, while driving there.

"I'm sorry, love," the nurse said simply. "Your mum's just passed away."

It shouldn't have been a surprise. I should have known it was coming.

I did know. And I thought I was prepared. Turns out, I wasn't. I guess, no matter how much warning you have, you can never be prepared for the death of a parent.

My mother has been ill for three years. For the last year, she's been very, very sick. Still no matter how bad it got during this time, she fought. She fought like a damn trooper. She hung on with everything she had. No matter how many crises she faced (and there were a lot), she simply took another breath and carried on fighting. There is not another person I know who could have, or would have, fought so hard.

I assumed she'd fight through this night as well.

But there comes a time when there's no point fighting anymore. When dying is a better option than living. And for my very brave mother, who'd fought so hard and so long, living was no longer the better option. This time, she didn't face a crisis. She simply chose the better option.

It didn't take long. After three years of fighting, it took just a few minutes and she slipped away.

She's in a better place now. Doesn't stop the heart ache or heart break that's left behind.

Maybe I'll stop being sad…some day.

Be free, ma.

Be happy, be heard, and soar.

You can now.

Full House: Available at last

Wahooo. It's out. It's available. You can get your copy now.

FULL HOUSE has released at Samhain.

So, in case you missed the last 25 posts on the subject, here is a little intro to Full House, and a spicy excerpt…

FULL HOUSE: THE BLURB

A full house beats a pair any day.

It's been a long, lonely business trip for diamond dealer Max Ashberg. He's missed his lover like crazy, and he's come to the realization that he's ready to take the next step: nominate himself to be Trev's new housemate. Except when he gets to Trev's place, there's someone living in "his" room. A woman—with the face of an angel.

Six weeks shouldn't make a huge difference in a man's life, but in that time lawyer Trev Greenfield has realized two things: He wants much more than a standing Friday night "date" with Max. And he's falling heart-over-head for his new housemate, potter Grace Miles.

Grace never meant to fall for Trev, but when a power failure turns their chemistry into live electricity, there's no denying the spark. There's also no denying the shock when Grace discovers a naked man in her new home.

With Grace poised to run and Max teetering between confusion and growing lust for the delicious possibilities, Trev has his hands full trying to hold the two loves of his life together…before it all slips through his fingers. Leaving them all with shattered hearts.

Warning: There's a lot of sex in this book. I mean a lot! Hot sex. Sweaty sex. Gay sex. Straight sex. Ménage sex (M/M/F and M/F/M).  Oh, and romantic sex. Lots of romantic sex. Hot romantic sex. Sweaty romantic sex. Gay romantic sex… You getting the picture?

FULL HOUSE: AN EXCERPT

(Warning: Do not read if you are under 18!)

Max grabbed his keys and made for the door, anxious to get out of the house, yet reluctant to walk away. He had to get away from Trev, and he never wanted to leave his fucking side.

Jesus, he was a mess.

He didn't make it outside. An iron fist clamped around his shoulder, physically preventing him from leaving. To anyone watching, it probably looked like a friendly clap on the back.

It wasn't.

Des, Alex and Megan left, followed by the terrible trips.

Trev sent them all on their way with happy farewells and a carefree grin. Then he slammed the door shut behind them, slammed Max into the door and kissed him until Max dropped his keys, gasped for air and burned for the man torturing him with his mouth.

"You don't walk away from me," Trev exploded. Without waiting for Max's reply, he yanked his shirt over his head. "You don't get to spend six weeks out the country, then come back and fuck with my mind. Or my body." He grabbed Max's shirt around the neckline and jerked it up, trying to get it off. "You understand me?"

The rasp of cotton ripping should have shocked Max, but it didn't. It just aroused him more, which shouldn't have been possible, since that one kiss from Trev had him full to bursting. "Who's fucking with who?" he shot back. "You said we had to talk, not me. You told me you were out."

Trev growled and tore the shirt in two so it hung like a rag from his shoulders. Then he was back, crushing his lips over Max's and pressing his naked abs against Max's stomach.

Holy fucking hell.

This was what he wanted. This was all he wanted. Trev, so hot for him he didn't stop to think out the consequences of his actions.

Trev wrenched his mouth away. "I told Des I was out, you stupid dickhead. And so what if we need to talk? You don't tell me you have wet dreams about me and then leave. Ever. Jesus, if I had my way, you'd never leave."

Never? The word made him see stars, made the world spin.

"You think I'd rather have a wet dream than fuck you for real?" Max grabbed Trev's ass and hauled him even closer, ramming their cocks together.

Trev kissed him, again and again, each kiss harder and more intimate than the last. They made Max's heart soar and his dick ache.

Trev's irritation and Max's frustration gave way to sizzling passion as they rocked against each other. The heat between the two of them could have started a fire.

It did start a fire. Max was in flames, so hot, so ready, so fucking in love, he couldn't stand it. He flattened his hands against Trev's lower back and slid them under the waistband of his jeans and undies until he held his hot, hard buttocks.

Jesus fucking Christ. This was it. This was what he wanted. Trev's nude flesh against his.

And then hands were moving, fingers were busy. Belts came off and jeans flew through the air.

"Bedroom! Now," Max demanded. He would have taken Trev right there on the carpeted floor, would have claimed him forever, if not for the fact he'd arrived here empty-handed. No condoms or lube. And for what he had in mind, they needed both. In copious amounts.

"Bedroom," Trev agreed and wrapped his hand around Max's cock.

"Trev…" The breath exploded out of him, and then they were kissing again. Kissing and moving, racing through the house in their urgency to get to Trev's bed. Trev knocked into a doorframe but didn't seem to notice, and Max refused to release his lips long enough to ask if he was okay. He'd check later. With his mouth.

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Full House is available now at Samhain Publishing.

And it's on sale. You can purchase it for $2.45!

http://store.samhainpublishing.com/full-house-p-6300.html

Happy reading.

Jess

Back from RT 2011

Yep, I'm home, and would love to post a long newsy blog about RT, but honestly, jet lag is setting in (in a big way) and the computer screen is swaying before my eyes.

So, instead of telling you everything now, and messing up the blog post, I'm gonna take the liberty of directing you to Jayne Rylon's Blog.

She has some brilliant piccies up that just highlight the amazing time we had.

I promise to return in a couple of days, when my thoughts are clearer, and Full House ahs released, and tell you more.

In the meantime, click here for Jayne's blog.

Jess

Coming Soon: Red Hot Winter (Print)

I've recently discovered the Red Hot Winter anthology, co-written with authors Lexxie Couper and Delilah Devlin, will be releasing in print in December 2011.

Not only that…we also have the cover art already.

What do you think?

And for curious minds, here's the blurb:

RED HOT WINTER

Two men, one woman and some red-hot loving.

True Heart by Delilah Devlin

True can't believe his brother Lonny rented out their isolated hunting cabin to a city girl. With a herd to keep alive, who has time to babysit? Erotica writer Honey needs no distractions to finish her next book, but the Wyatt brothers set her imagination free. Then a fire forces her to seek shelter under their roof—and the temptation to do some "research" is overpowering.

Winter Fire by Jess Dee

Rachel and Jackson can't imagine being with anyone else, but Jackson never dates his twin sister's friends. At the twins' birthday weekend at a mountain resort, Rachel tries to forget him by indulging in a fling. Garreth weaves a fantasy that brings Jackson to their bed. Funny thing about his fantasies…they have a way of coming true.

Triple Dare by Lexxie Couper

Anna can see trouble is written all over Joseph and Rob, two sexy Aussies on a snowboarding trip to the Rockies. Sure enough, they end up needing her survival skills. Stuck in a remote cabin, the temperatures rise until a double dare turns into a triple threat.

Warning: These stories contain two men loving one woman in ways that break every fire code invented and are guaranteed to warm you on the coldest winter night.

Jess

Australian Romance Readers Awards 2010

Ooh, I'm being very lazy here.

See the ARRA have put up such an easy, concise post about the winners of the ARR Awards 2010, I thought I'd just copy and post their blog

ARR Awards: 2010 winners

The winners of the 2010 Australian Romance Readers Awards were announced at the awards dinner on 26 March. Congratulations to all the winners:

Favourite Paranormal Romance

(sponsored by Galaxy Bookshop)

- Bonds of Justice by Nalini Singh
Favourite Sci-Fi, Urban Fantasy or Futuristic Romance

- Archangel's Kiss by Nalini Singh
Favourite Short Category Romance

(sponsored by Harlequin Australia)

- The Billionaire Baby Bombshell by Paula Roe
Favourite Historical Romance

(sponsored by Ever After The Romance Book Specialists)

- My Reckless Surrender by Anna Campbell
Favourite Contemporary Romance

(sponsored by Romantic Reflections)

- Home is Where the Bark Is by Kandy Shepherd
Favourite Erotic Romance

- Raising the Stakes by Jess Dee
Favourite Romantic Suspense

(sponsored by Love Books)

- Border Watch by Helene Young
Favourite Continuing Romance Series

- Psy/Changeling series by Nalini Singh
Favourite Australian Romance Author of 2010

(sponsored by Melanie Milburne)

- Anna Campbell

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Er, did any of you happen to notice the the winner of the Favorite Erotic Romance?


If not, here's a little clue:

Congrats to all the other winners. I'm honored to have stood beside you holding that award!

(From left: Kandy Shepard, Nalini Singh, Paula Roe, Anna Campbell, Moi, Helene Young)

Jess

Jenna and Garreth

Since the release of Winter Fire in January, I've had loads of emails asking whether I'll be writing Jenna and Garreth's story.

I've even noticed a few curious search engine terms on my blog:

'Jess Dee Winter Fire sequel'

'Jenna Garreth Jess Dee'

I apologize to everyone who doesn't already know the answer to this.

YES! I am writing their story. In fact, I'm about 3000 words short of completing the book.

I have tentatively titled it "Ties That Bind", but that may change.

If you're curious, here's a little excerpt. A short, not so sweet, and very unedited excerpt. (Please don't hold spelling and grammar mistakes against me. This is a very rough draft!)

TIES THAT BIND: An Unedited Excerpt

"You know I hate you, don't you?" she asked, very slowly and very clearly.

He dragged his gaze back to her face, looked into the eyes he longed to see brimming over with lust and desire for him again. The way she'd looked at him in the mountains, her eyes glazed with hunger… Christ, he'd dreamed about it every fucking night since.

Garreth shook his head, negating her words, seeing them for the lie they both knew they were. "You don't hate me, Jenn. You hate that you can't hate me, no matter what I did or what happened between us."

Her eyes glittered. Not with hatred though. For all Jenna's bluster, hatred was not something she felt for Garreth. The glitter reflected her struggle to maintain control. Her struggle not to give away one tiny glimpse of real emotion. She'd fight tooth and nail to hide her feelings, because that was Jenna. Hide it. Control it. Do not, under any circumstances, ever, confront it.

"Nothing happened between us." She gave a nonchalant shrug.

Garreth couldn't repress the smile that tugged on his lips. An arrogant, I-know-better smile. Because he did know better. Intimately better. "Nothing, hmm?"

Jenna stiffened and looked over his shoulder, refusing to meet his gaze. Fine with him. He could stare at her breasts again. Fantasize. Wish.

And he could challenge her. In fact, he relished the idea. "So by nothing, you mean you never threw yourself at me? Never stripped naked in my arms and demanded I make love to you?" The memory twisted his balls. Made them hard as stone. Jenna, naked and shivering in his arms. Naked and pleading with him, to take her, finally. Make her his.

If he hadn't relived that moment a thousand fucking times…

Jenna flushed scarlet. The color seeped into her face, down her neck and stained her chest as well. The memory might embarrass her, but that wasn't where it stopped. No, it had the same effect on her it had on him. She squirmed in her chair. The nipples he could not tear his gaze away from pebbled, prodding at her t-shirt, pointing to him, calling him.

He swallowed harshly, grit his teeth, desperate to take those nipples in his mouth, lave them, suck on them. Feast on them. Feast on the woman. Every inch of her.

But he couldn't. He was tied to a fucking chair.

Jenna shrugged. "It was a…mistake. A glitch. Hasn't happened before, won't happen again."

Ever in control, wasn't she?

Right then he hated her rigid exterior. Wanted to smash it to smithereens  Wanted to expose the woman beneath the veneer, prove to her the 'incident' wasn't the glitch, her control was.

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I'll post more when it's done, and let you know about release dates too. I promise.

Jess

FULL HOUSE IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER

Color me excited.

Full House is available now for Pre-order at Samhain Publishing.

And… it's discounted. Yep, instead of paying the full price of $3.50, if you order it now, it's yours for the discounted price of $2.45.

In my books, that's quite a bargain.

You can order your copy right here.

Forgotten what Full House is all about?

No worries. Here's the blurb and a short, sneaky excerpt for your pleasure.

FULL HOUSE: The blurb

A full house beats a pair any day.



Three of a Kind, Book 3

It's been a long, lonely business trip for diamond dealer Max Ashberg. He's missed his lover like crazy, and he's come to the realization that he's ready to take the next step: nominate himself to be Trev's new housemate. Except when he gets to Trev's place, there's someone living in "his" room. A woman—with the face of an angel.

Six weeks shouldn't make a huge difference in a man's life, but in that time lawyer Trev Greenfield has realized two things: He wants much more than a standing Friday night "date" with Max. And he's falling heart-over-head for his new housemate, potter Grace Miles.

Grace never meant to fall for Trev, but when a power failure turns their chemistry into live electricity, there's no denying the spark. There's also no denying the shock when Grace discovers a naked man in her new home.

With Grace poised to run and Max teetering between confusion and growing lust for the delicious possibilities, Trev has his hands full trying to hold the two loves of his life together…before they slip through his fingers. Leaving them all with shattered hearts.

Product Warnings: There's a lot of sex in this book. I mean a lot! Hot sex. Sweaty sex. Gay sex. Straight sex. Ménage sex (M/M/F and M/F/M). Oh, and romantic sex. Lots of romantic sex. Hot romantic sex. Sweaty romantic sex. Gay romantic sex… You getting the picture?

FULL HOUSE: An Excerpt

WARNING: Contains scenes not appropriate for anyone under the age of 18!

"Wanting her like I do knocked me sideways, I can tell you that." He lowered his towel and stepped close to Max. So close their thighs touched. And their dicks. "I never expected to feel this way about her. Not when I feel so much for you."

Trev's cock twitched from the contact alone. And the scent. Max hadn't yet showered. He smelled of sex. And of Max. And of Trev. He smelled so damn fine Trev was tempted to drop to his knees and inhale Max whole.

But he couldn't. He had to get to Grace.

Besides, Max's body had turned rigid when Trev mentioned his feelings for Grace.

"For months you've been the only one I want. I fucking hated it when you were away," Trev told the other man.

Max raised an eyebrow.

"Know how many times I jerked off to images of us making love, like we just did?" Trev asked.

Max shook his head. "No."

"Every freaking night," Trev admitted. "And most mornings too," he added with a grin.

Max's eyes became hooded and his cock shifted against Trev's, but his tone remained impartial as he asked, "What about…Grace? You jerk off to fantasies about her as well?"

Trev stilled. "I did."

Max stiffened further, his muscles tensing against Trev.

"I jerked off to fantasies about both of you." He was taking a chance being this honest. Max might listen to what he had to say, then turn his back and walk away. "I came imagining I was making love to her, and I came imaging you were making love to me. And I nearly fucking bust a nut imagining both of us taking Grace at the same time."

Max grimaced. "Don't be shy to tell me what you really fantasized about."

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Yep. I warned you. A short, hot excerpt.

Full House releases on the 12th of April at Samhain!

Jess

Facebook Firsts Party

Join the International Heat authors for their First Facebook party all day Saturday, March 19. Simply hop from page to page to read excerpts from the first books in each of their series. Lots of red-hot snippets and Prizes!

Participating authors:
Rhian Cahill, Mari Carr, Lexxie Couper, Jess Dee, Lila Dubois, Jambrea Jo Jones, Anne Rainey, Jayne Rylon

See you there!

Jess

My current inspiration

I'm in the middle of writing the sequel to Winter Fire, tentatively entitled Ties That Bind (yes, that's Jenna and Garreth's story for all of you who've been asking) and I've found a song that's inspiring me to write more and more.

I've only just recently discovered the wonder of The Script, but now I'm busy downloading a whole ton of their songs. (Can't seem to help myself. Have you heard the voice of the lead singer, Danny O'Donaghue? It's exquisite!)

This song is beyond beautiful, and every time I hear it, I just wanna write another love scene.

What do you think?

I know. Takes my breath away too.

So, you wanna see a little peak preview of the book? An unedited preview of the unfinished book?

Okay then…but please. No comment about bad spelling or grammar. This is a first draft!

Ties That Bind: A sneak peek

Seeing her all tied up was killing him. It made his heart beat fast and furious, demanding he touch her, hold her. Make her his. Once and for all. He could take her, just like that, bound to the chair, so she was powerless to refuse him.
The idea made him hard as a freaking pole.
Impossible idea though. He couldn't do it.
"You know I hate you, don't you?" she asked, very slowly and very clearly.
He dragged his gaze back to her face, looked into the eyes he longed to see brimming over with lust and desire for him again. The way she'd looked at him in the mountains, her eyes glazed with hunger… Christ, he'd dreamed about it every fucking night since.
Garreth shook his head, negating her words, seeing them for the lie they both knew they were. "You don't hate me, Jenn. You hate that you can't hate me, no matter what happened between us."
Her eyes glittered. Not with hatred though. For all Jenna's bluster, hatred was not something she felt for Garreth. The glitter reflected her struggle to maintain control. Her struggle not to give away one tiny glimpse of real emotion. She'd fight tooth and nail to hide her feelings, because that was Jenna. Hide it. Control it. Do not, under any circumstances, ever, confront it.
"Nothing happened between us." She gave a nonchalant shrug.
Garreth couldn't repress the smile that tugged on his lips. An arrogant, I-know-better smile. Because he did know better. He knew intimately better. "Nothing, hmm?"
Jenna stiffened and looked over his shoulder, refusing to meet his gaze. Fine with him. He could stare at her breasts again. Fantasize. Wish.
And he could challenge her. In fact, he relished the idea. "So by nothing, you mean you never threw yourself at me? Never stripped naked in my arms and demanded I fuck you until we both forgot our names?" The memory twisted his balls. Made them hard as stone. Jenna, naked and shivering in his arms. Naked and pleading with him, to take her, finally. Make her his.
If he hadn't relived that moment a thousand fucking times…

Jess