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April 6, 2016
OUT WITH A BANG – Release Day!
Laura Harper has spent the past five years chickening out of reaching for what she truly wants, but when fate finally lays it out in front of her, will she have the courage to grab on?
Out with a Bang is the first contemporary romance story I’ve written so naturally I took it to a place that I’d fantasized about before…the office. Although I have to admit, my previous fantasies didn’t involve a ménage, but they certainly do now! I hope you enjoy these characters as much as I enjoyed writing their journey.
Blurb:
When Laura Harper walked into her interview for Dover and Harding Engineering, she never could have imagined how rewarding it could be to find a place for herself where her organizational skills were relied upon and needed so badly. Sure it didn’t hurt that the two men who had hired her were straight out of her wildest fantasies, but had she let her feelings go too far? Was it just wishful thinking that they might want her in return?
Greyson Harding and Barrett Dover knew the moment that Laura walked into their office that they’d finally found the woman they wanted to share their life with. So they began by hiring the sweet, shy woman and had hoped that they could convince her that their interest was more than a passing attraction. But after five years they’ve finally run out of time and if they aren’t careful, they could lose Laura for good.
Adult Excerpt:
Grey loved the way Laura’s eyes dilated even further at his whispered words, and when she licked her lips, he couldn’t resist any longer. He closed the distance between their mouths and kissed her finally. When her lips opened on a gasp, he pushed forward and took her mouth like he’d been imagining for all these years.
It was sensual, and deep, filled with all the longing he’d been holding back. She tasted just as good as he knew she would have, like strawberries and the wine she’d had with dinner. He pulled back when Barrett let out a groan, knowing that he had to share the bounty of her soft mouth, and when he did, she moaned and tried to follow his retreat. Grey liked that. His cock was already hard enough to hurt, and the little noises of surrender coming from those sweet lips of hers made him ache even more to slide inside of her.
When Barrett leaned forward and took Laura’s mouth in a desperate kiss, Grey moved his attention to the delectable body that he’d been imagining for what felt like eternity. Laura kept herself covered up, but in those sexy skirts, Grey imagining bending her over on just about every surface in the office. Truth be told, it was significantly cutting into his productivity. He thought about fucking her three quarters of the day, and knew that Barrett did the same. Ironically, without her here to keep things running smoothly, their business would have suffered.
He ran his shaking hands down her sides, his thumbs barely grazing the hard nipples he could see through her dress. The dress he had bought her. He really liked the thought that she was wearing what he had chosen for her. He wondered though, what she’d picked to wear underneath it, and as he found the side zipper and slowly lowered it, his pulse was racing at the thought of all that creamy white skin that was now theirs for the taking. When he reached up and undid the clasp of the halter top around her neck, the dress slowly cascaded down her curvy body, revealing bright, red lace that made both men groan in appreciation.
“You’ve been hiding this sexy body from us for too long, baby,” Barrett said with a growl. “I want to touch it all. Grey, let’s see what’s ours.”
Where to buy:
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About the Author:
Sarah Marsh is a hopeless romantic who loves a steamy twist to her plot lines and characters who will go the extra mile in order to find their happy endings.
Sarah lives in British Columbia, Canada. She’s still working a regular day job in an office, so the escape of writing and creating new worlds is the best way to relax and let go. Creating characters who can make her laugh and fall in love at the same time will always be her inspiration, and she hopes that you’ll love them just as much as she does.
Sarah currently has a science fiction romance series published with Siren Publishing, and a dark contemporary MF romance in the works with Limitless Publishing. This is year two into the writing adventure and it’s looking to be a busy one!
Looking for more Sarah Marsh? Why not check out her Coalition Mates series? These saucy heroines can make anyone believe in a love that’s out of this world…
Author page links:
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April 4, 2016
Writing The Dreaded Synopsis And Blurb
Great tips for writing blurbs and other hideous things!
Welcome to Ravenna’s Monday Mumblings!!
Honestly, and you can hate me for this, but I don’t dread writing a synopsis or a blurb.
Who knows the book you just wrote better than you? If you can’t summarize it in a couple of paragraphs for a blurb, or a page or two for a synopsis, who can? You’re the one who wrote the story. No one but you knows the plot, the characters, or the multiple nuances in the book any better.
Every day on social media I see authors complain about writing a synopsis or a blurb. So, in the spirit of trying to help, here is how I approach those two necessary aspects of each book.
1 – Keep Notes
Just what it says. Open a separate Word doc, or whatever program you use to write, as soon as you begin the new story, and keep all your notes in it. Your…
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April 3, 2016
Parker’s Profile by L.D. Blakeley
Thanks so much for having me on your blog today to talk about Parker’s Profile! I can’t wait for everyone to meet Parker and Lane as I’ve become quite fond of them since the day they sprang to life.
The boys first appeared to me last December when a certain viral video was making the rounds. You know the one I’m talking about. The one where the impossibly beautiful Brock O’Hurn teaches the ridiculously adorable Zach Kornfeld how to be sexy? Yep, that video. And because it’s the way my brain works, my first thought was, “oh, what if it were two slightly different men in that situation?” And thus sprang forth my story idea.
And, while I did envision Zach and Brock initially, it didn’t take long before Parker and Lane were two fully-formed characters with their own ideas about how their story needed to be told. So I listened. And I hope you enjoy.
Parker’s Profile by L.D. Blakeley
Available: April 4, 2016
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-77233-795-2
Parker Knowles needs a date. No, really. If he can’t find one by Valentine’s Day, he’s agreed to let his sister fix him up. And quite frankly, he’d rather chew off his own arm than go out with someone of his sister’s choosing.
Internet phenom, Lane Steadman, has offered to show Parker the art of the perfect selfie. After all, an outstanding dating profile is useless without a topnotch photo, right?
Can love really be found on the Internet? Or is a real-world connection closer to Parker than he thinks?
EXCERPT:
“What we need to do is get you wet.”
“Pardon?” Parker squawked.
“Yeah. Aside from that video Seth posted, my most popular pics are the ones at the beach or in a pool,” Lane explained.
There’s a shocker, Parker thought.
“I smelled chlorine in the lobby. I’m assuming there’s a pool in your building?” the other man continued.
“Yeah, there is, but…”
“Perfect.” Lane hopped up and slid his phone into his back pocket, giving Parker both the means and opportunity to ogle. And ogle, he did.
Until he realized Lane meant to take pictures of him in a bathing suit, and all ogling ground to a screeching halt. Oh, hell no
“I’m not sure if it’s such a good idea,” was what he actually said.
“What’s not a good idea?” With perfect timing, Seth strolled into the living room and handed them both a beer.
“Me posing in a pool.” Parker searched for a reason that wasn’t I don’t want to pop a boner near Lane that I can’t hide in a bathing suit.
“Maybe being in the pool will relax you,” Lane added. “Because I don’t think the beer is doing the trick.”
Parker knew the gorgeous man was trying to be helpful. Reluctantly, he nodded.
“Fine. Can I grab my trunks first?”
“Unless you’d prefer to be naked.” Lane winked and Parker felt his kneecaps liquefy.
He knew Lane hadn’t intended to come across as flirtatious. Unfortunately, his brain was having a tough time comprehending that. Pull yourself together, you drooling idiot. This guy is doing you a favor. The least you can do is behave like a sane, rational adult.
Too bad his id was projecting horny, teenage boy.
Pushing aside his inappropriate and misplaced lust, Parker headed into his bedroom and quickly changed his clothes, swapping out boxer briefs for swim trunks. He could do this.
As he headed back into the living room, he grabbed the security swipe card off the key rack by the door. “Okay, let’s get it over with.”
Lane and Seth followed behind Parker and kept up a constant chatter as the three of them rode the elevator to the lobby. Parker waved a quick hello to a neighbor as they exited and made their way toward the pool. When he heard voices coming from the direction of their final destination, however, he started to have second (and possibly third and fourth) thoughts.
“There’s people in there.” He faltered outside the glass doors that led to the pool. “Maybe this isn’t such a good—”
“Nope.” Seth grabbed the swipe card from Parker. “You’re not bailing on this.”
“M’not bailing. Just … can we do it when there’s nobody around?” He was prepared to start begging when the two older gentlemen who had been swimming laps, climbed out of the pool and started gathering up their belongings.
Seth had already unlocked the door and was holding it open for Parker and Lane to join him on the deck of the now-empty pool. “C’mon, stud. Let’s take some pictures.”
“Oh God.” Parker cringed at Seth’s choice of words. As they made their way around the perimeter of the pool, he looked to Lane, who had his phone out and looked keen to get started.
“Should I just…”
“Strip, baby.” Lane’s eyes crinkled in mirth as his mouth curved into a wicked grin.
“I hate you both,” Parker muttered as he fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
L.D. Blakeley is a pragmatist with a romantic soul & a dirty mind who’s a fan of horror movies, hot sex, and happily ever afters. Easily distracted by shiny things, L.D. is a slightly neurotic, highly ambitious dreamer who enjoys dabbling in photography & pretending she can carry a tune.
In another life, L.D. was a newspaper reporter, an entertainment & music writer, travel writer, website content editor, and a marketing shill. Now she prefers to spend her time writing hot, steamy fiction (with a healthy dose of romance) about intriguing, sexy men.
Although she dreams of living some place isolated with an endless supply of wine and an infinite number of titles on her eReader, she currently lives in downtown Toronto with her husband and their rock star cat.
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March 31, 2016
Hot New Release from Lily Harlem – DESK JOB
Hot off the press is Lily Harlem’s latest ménage a trois novel based in London, Desk Job. Her London Menage set of books are taking off, the first one Muscling In has received many 5* reviews and Desk Job is set to do the same. Currently working on the third book in this series, Lily says she never believes three is a crowd, and in her opinion more is definitely merrier!
Here’s the low down on Desk Job, which, incidentally, can be enjoyed as a standalone read, these books are only very loosely connected.
Desk Job
It’s just another PA job, right? Okay, the CEO is hot, and his partner hotter, but that doesn’t mean Stella Wright has to fall for their erotic brand of seduction. Does it?
Who is she kidding? Stella is only human, she has bills to pay and insecurities about how she looks the same as we all do. So when Andre Bramon asks her to work on more than just dictation she can’t resist.
Tristan Wainwright is a different matter. Brooding and dark, he barely has time to ask her to do anything. Then when he does finally pause, noticing her, all that pent up energy reaches a boiling point.
Before long Stella is swept up in a passionate love affair with not one man, but two. She never expected a threesome to be part of her job description, though now…well, perhaps it might prove to be the perfect solution to a whole host of her problems.
Excerpt
“I’m going to apologize in advance for this … but I can’t help myself.”
He ran his hand around the back of my neck, his fingers slotting into my hair, and pulled me closer. He pressed his lips against mine, his tongue sweeping into my mouth as he dragged me to him.
I released a groan of longing. He tasted exactly how I’d imagined—dark heat and man, a hint of coffee.
Releasing my grip on the chair, I grasped his shoulders. Beneath his cotton shirt was hard muscle. Damn, why was that shirt in the way?
He moaned into my mouth as he stroked over the top of my stockings, tracing the lace with his fingertips.
He kissed with the same skill and intensity as he approached his work. I surrendered to it. Allowed him to whisk me up into a heady soup of lust.
Could we? Here?
Fuck.
What am I doing?
I tore my lips from his.
He didn’t stop kissing me and traveled his lips over my cheek to my neck.
“Tristan.”
“Mmm, Stella. You’re so sexy. You’ve got me crazy for you. All week … how you look, talk, hell the way you walk…”
“No…” What about Andre? “But.”
“No, buts. Please, no buts.” He cupped my cheek and looked into my eyes.
“I’m sorry.” I pushed at his shoulders and tore my gaze from his. “I can’t.”
He tugged his hand free of my skirt and stood, releasing me. A flash of disappointment went over his face and I couldn’t help noticing a large bulge behind his zipper.
“Forgive me.” I stood, and in a strange, limping gate, rushed to the ladies’ restroom. I pushed through the door, then stood at the sink, staring into the mirror at my smudged lipstick.
My mind was swimming. What the hell was going on with me? I was a one-man woman. I never cheated. I didn’t two-time. That wasn’t who I was.
But Andre and I were hardly in a relationship. We’d had a night of fun. We were going for lunch tomorrow.
It was the start of something. But I wanted to start something with Tristan too. I liked him, more than liked him. I wanted him. I wanted his body, I wanted his mind, I wanted the special smiles that he seemed to save just for me.
“Stella. Please, come out.”
I glanced at the door. Tristan had opened it a fraction, though I couldn’t see him and he couldn’t see me because it opened in the opposite direction.
I didn’t answer.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”
“It’s not your fault.” I reached for a tissue and tidied my smudged lipstick.
“Clearly it is. Please, come out here and let’s talk this through. I can explain.”
“Explain?”
“Yes.”
I ran the cold water and put my wrists under the flow. It was as if a fire were burning inside of me.
“I promise you, Stella, there really is no reason to be so upset.”
“How do you know?”
“I just do.” I turned off the water. He knew nothing.
“Please … otherwise I’ll come in there and get you.”
I didn’t doubt it.
I went to the door. As I reached it, my broken shoe emerged around the small opening. The heel appeared reattached.
“I fixed it.”
“That was quick.”
“I’m known for efficiency.”
Of course he is. I took it and, with one palm placed on the wall, slipped the shoe back on.
“It probably won’t hold for long. But it will get you home,” he said.
I opened the door fully.
Tristan had one hand against the frame, his elbow locked. When he saw me, he released it and straightened.
“Thank you.” I stepped past him. “For fixing my shoe.”
“Stella, let me explain.” He gripped my upper arm and spun me to him, not roughly but not completely gently either.
My breath hitched as I looked into his earnest face.
“There is nothing to explain, Tristan. I like you, really I do…” And yes, given the chance I’d roll into bed with him in a heartbeat. He was someone I wanted to get to know better in every sense of the word, much better. “But I’m seeing someone.”
His eyebrows twitched, then he nodded. “I know.”
“How … But…?”
“Andre.” He kind of shrugged then released my arm. “It’s not a big deal.”
“How can it not be a big deal? He’s your business partner.” Damn, had Andre told him everything, the way I’d wondered if he had?
“He’s more than a business partner. He’s my best friend. We’ve been through the good and the bad times together and you…”
“Me?”
“We’d definitely like you to be the good times.”
“I’m not following…” I patted my hair, it was messy at the back from where he’d ran his fingers through it. “Why did you kiss me if you knew I was seeing Andre?”
“Because I know he won’t mind, not in the least.”
“How do you know that?” Most blokes I knew would mind very much if another guy kissed the girl they were seeing. “Is he missing the jealousy gene?”
Tristan gave a twisted smile. “Oh no. I can’t imagine he’d want anyone else touching you, kissing you, but me … well that’s different.”
“How? Because you’re friends, because you’re close?”
“That and…”
“And what?”
“Well…” He shifted from one foot to the other. “We decided a while ago that we needed a personal assistant to share, one person who understood what the other was doing so that our diaries and commitments didn’t clash.”
I nodded. I understood that.
“And we also decided…” He hesitated.
I wondered what the hell he was going to say next. I hadn’t known Tristan to be anything other than super confident but he was standing before me now, slowly gathering words. “What did you decide?”
“That not only do we want to share a PA, we also want to share a woman.”
To continue reading, please purchase from…
Evernight Publishing, Amazon, Amazon UK, ARe or your favourite retailer.
About Lily Harlem
Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of erotic romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride Publishing, Evernight Publishing, All Romance eBooks, and Sweetmeats Press. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.
Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot, In Expert Hands and Scored have been blessed with many 5* reviews since their release.
Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Best Seller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior.
Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes under the name Harlem Dae – check out the Sexy as Hell Trilogy – The Novice, The Player, and The Vixen – and That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel ‘every woman should read’.
One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy. Enjoy!
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March 29, 2016
OUT WITH A BANG: Cover reveal!
Cover reveal!
I’m super excited to be revealing the cover for my first book working with Evernight Publishing! They are lucky to have on staff one of the most talented cover artists, the amazing Jay Aheer.
Out with a Bang is a contemporary ménage romance, and I will hopefully have the exact April release date and links for you soon, until then…how about a little teaser?
Blurb:
When Laura Harper walked into her interview for Dover and Harding Engineering, she never could have imagined how rewarding it could be to find a place for herself where her organizational skills were relied upon and needed so badly. Sure it didn’t hurt that the two men who had hired her were straight out of her wildest fantasies, but had she let her feelings go too far? Was it just wishful thinking that they might want her in return?
Greyson Harding and Barrett Dover knew the moment that Laura walked into their office that they’d finally found the woman they wanted to share their life with. So they began by hiring the sweet, shy woman and had hoped that they could convince her that their interest was more than a passing attraction. But after five years they’ve finally run out of time and if they aren’t careful, they could lose Laura for good.
Adult Excerpt:
Grey loved the way Laura’s eyes dilated even further at his whispered words, and when she licked her lips, he couldn’t resist any longer. He closed the distance between their mouths and kissed her finally. When her lips opened on a gasp, he pushed forward and took her mouth like he’d been imagining for all these years.
It was sensual, and deep, filled with all the longing he’d been holding back. She tasted just as good as he knew she would have, like strawberries and the wine she’d had with dinner. He pulled back when Barrett let out a groan, knowing that he had to share the bounty of her soft mouth, and when he did, she moaned and tried to follow his retreat. Grey liked that. His cock was already hard enough to hurt, and the little noises of surrender coming from those sweet lips of hers made him ache even more to slide inside of her.
When Barrett leaned forward and took Laura’s mouth in a desperate kiss, Grey moved his attention to the delectable body that he’d been imagining for what felt like eternity. Laura kept herself covered up, but in those sexy skirts, Grey imagining bending her over on just about every surface in the office. Truth be told, it was significantly cutting into his productivity. He thought about fucking her three quarters of the day, and knew that Barrett did the same. Ironically, without her here to keep things running smoothly, their business would have suffered.
He ran his shaking hands down her sides, his thumbs barely grazing the hard nipples he could see through her dress. The dress he had bought her. He really liked the thought that she was wearing what he had chosen for her. He wondered though, what she’d picked to wear underneath it, and as he found the side zipper and slowly lowered it, his pulse was racing at the thought of all that creamy white skin that was now theirs for the taking. When he reached up and undid the clasp of the halter top around her neck, the dress slowly cascaded down her curvy body, revealing bright, red lace that made both men groan in appreciation.
“You’ve been hiding this sexy body from us for too long, baby,” Barrett said with a growl. “I want to touch it all. Grey, let’s see what’s ours.”
**COMING SOON!**
March 21, 2016
THEIR LINE OF DRIFT- Sniper Team Bravo 1 by Maia Dylan
BLURB:
Can he earn a second chance, or will their love be left to drift away…
The line of drift is the pathway of least resistance between two points, the place where you are and the destination you long to be. A sniper will follow that path when looking for his target. When Devon Roberts left Redwood Falls eight years ago, he knew his line of drift would lead him back. He may have spent those years helping to rid the world of evil, but the only destination he longed for was Finn McGregor.
Finn knew all about evil. He lived with it every day. Devon returns hell bent on getting him back and discovers that Finn’s been fighting his own personal war at home. Can Devon keep Finn safe, and convince him that their love is worth a second chance? Or will they allow their forever love to drift away?
**erotic romance, MM, Military, anal sex
PURCHASE LINKS AND FIRST CHAPTER HERE:
http://www.maiadylan.com/#!bravo-1-chpt-1/wroxv
BOOK COVER…
The story…
TEASER:
Forgetting all of his training and everything he should have done next to ensure the safety of his team, Devon ran forward, dropping to his knees beside the prone figure. “Oh, shit, Finn.” There was no missing the fear in his voice. With hands that shook, he checked for a pulse and breathed a sigh of relief at the rhythmic thumps he felt against his fingers.
As gently as he could, Devon rolled Finn onto his back, and his breath caught at the sight of swelling and bruising around his left eye. “Jesus Christ, Finn, what the hell happened?” Devon ran his hands over his skull, searching for any contusions or swelling that could indicate a head injury or concussion. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found nothing.
Finn moaned, and his eyes fluttered open, and not for the first time, Devon found himself drowning in his beautiful green eyes and wondering why in the hell Finn was in the house. “Dev?” Finn asked in a weak voice. An ache settled in his chest. He had heard that voice in his dreams on so many nights, but hearing it now, weak with pain rather than passion, just about killed him.
“Yeah, Finn, it’s me,” Dev answered as he swept a lock of Finn’s dark hair from his forehead. “Where else does it hurt, baby? I want to get you up onto the bed so Sam can get a look, but I don’t want to hurt you.” A flash of hurt that Devon knew had nothing to do with his injuries flickered in Finn’s eyes before his anger apparently rose to mask it.
“It’s none of your concern where the pain is, and I sure as hell am not your baby,” Finn said, sneering the last word and Devon nodded. He understood Finn’s anger and accepted it to a point.
“LT, Sam’s headed out to your truck to grab his med kit,” Marcel said from the door. “You need any help getting Finn up onto the bed?”
Devon looked in earnest at Finn whose eyes narrowed, attempting to read his mood. “No, Marcel, I do not need any help getting Finn into bed. I can do that all on my own,” he said with a bit of humor.
Finn growled over the guys’ laughter in the background. “Get the hell away from me, Devon Roberts, I can make it to the bed myself.” Finn gritted his teeth and rolled to his side, a groan of pain caused any humor on Dev’s part to evaporate. Frowning, Devon swiftly swept Finn up and into his arms, wincing at his quick inhalation of breath.
Devon moved swiftly to the bed, waiting while Marcel removed the dust cloth, then laid Finn down on the quilt, absently noting that it was the same damn one he had used all those years ago. “Stop it!” Devon ordered as Finn started to struggle to stand. “Stay there, Finn, and let Sam have a look at you.” Sam put his med kit on the bed and opened it, but Finn kept trying to stand. Devon reached out a hand and gently gripped his chin, tilting Finn’s face up so that their gazes locked together.
“I mean it, Finn. Stop trying to move around, and let Sam have a look at you. Once we have you all squared away, you are going to tell me what the fuck happened.” A red hue rose up Finn’s face and his gaze slid away, but Devon gently turned his face so Finn had no choice but to look at him once more. “You are going to tell me who did this to you, Finn. I know what being beaten looks like, and you will tell me who turned their fists on you.”
“What do you care, Dev?” Finn’s expression turned bleak and he kept his voice low, obviously uncomfortable with the attention, and Devon’s heart ached even more. “You’ve had eight years to pick up the phone and see how I was doing. Now, last time I checked my cell phone, I hadn’t missed any calls so I figure you didn’t really give a shit. So why bother now?”
© MAIA DYLAN, EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING, 2016
Five questions for the author
Q: Every book is special to an author. What is it about this book that makes it special for you?
A: This is my first MM. I have loved this genre from the first time I read Stormy Glenn, Sam Crescent and Cree Storm. There is something about the powerful expressions and imagery you can create with the scenes are between two male characters, especially the hot scenes!
Q: Sometimes things happen when you are writing a series that wasn’t expected at all. Have you had this happen to you?
A: Heaps! I am not a planner. I am a write-by-the-set-of-your-panties kinda girl. There have been moments where I will finish up a scene and be like WTF? I did not see that coming! This whole series started with an image I found that I simply couldn’t let go of.
Q: Why do you always include a danger element to your books?
A: I write what I love to read. I love books that take you on a journey, but where the characters face a challenge that adds an element of urgency to them and to the book. As a reader, there is nothing I like more than getting that goose bump, hair rising on the back of my neck feeling as I join the characters within the book I am reading on the journey to solve their mystery. I want to give that to my readers.
Q: What are you working on at the moment?
A: I have book eight of the Grey River series over half way, as well as book two in the Sniper Team Bravo series. There is also a new Shifter Ménage series coming soon and a standalone MM as well. Soooo many stories to tell, so little time!
Q: Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?
A: If you have read any of my books, thank you so very much! It blows my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope you enjoyed it! Did you? Please let me know, I find I suffer from a slight case of needy-nelly with my writing. If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love and laugher is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your alley!
If you have any questions for Maia, she would love to hear from you! You can post them on Twitter using the following hashtag #SniperTeamBravo and tag Maia using @Maiadylanauthor
I personally can’t wait to dig into this new series, I’ve read her Grey River and Freedom Springs series and I can definitely say that Maia never disappoints!
Author bio:
Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand. She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father.
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books. Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library. She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.
Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow. She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.
Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can. As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!
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March 18, 2016
Mad Love
I have no use for a love filled with sweet words and chivalrous gestures.
Love should be madness. It should be breathtaking. It should be glorious.
It should be messy. It should be desperate.
Love is too complicated a thing to ever be easy or simple.
If you aren’t willing to fight for it, or give up everything you have just to keep it,
Then you aren’t worthy of it.
It should be incorruptible. It should be endless.
It should be the voice in your head telling you to do better,
And the song in your soul bringing you peace.
-Sarah Marsh
March 17, 2016
Raven’s Ramblings and her Thursday thoughts
Very well said!
Raven’s Ramblings and my Thursday thoughts.
Where I ponder… Why can’t people accept you are what you are?
If I had a penny for every time someone said to me, ‘well do you have to write that?’ I’d be a millionaire by now. And If I add into the mix, the oft heard cry, ‘ohh only an eBook. When are you going to write a proper book,’ I could multiply that by ten… (but that is for next week, watch this space)
Instead I’ll smile sweetly and not even bother to try to explain.
It’s easy to say, ‘I write what I can, not what I think I should’. Add, ‘no one says you have to buy and read it’. Or ‘well wouldn’t it be sad if we all liked the same thing?’. Or even, ‘well, God/the Gods/whoever you chose to believe in gave me a skill and I’m using…
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March 15, 2016
*Guest Blog* Theirs for the Taking by Silke Ming
by Silke Ming
The very lovely Sarah Marsh has graciously accepted to host me today.
My new book – THEIRS FOR THE TAKING – is now on pre-order from Siren Bookstrand.
Pre-order link: http://www.bookstrand.com/book/theirs-for-the-taking
BLURB
Cody and Chelsea Stretton are looking to add a third person to their relationship, and Cody’s handsome, wealthy new boss, Eden Stone fits the bill. However, the couple is ill prepared for Eden’s addition into their lives and bed, and will test the strength of their relationship, ultimately enhancing it, as the trio deals with various problems that continue to arise.
ADULT EXCERPT
“Perhaps I should be going,” she said, getting up. “It’s getting late and I promised Cody that I’d call him when I got in.”
“Thank you for your wonderful company,” he said, “but before you go, there’s something I want from you.”
“What?” she asked, wondering what was on his mind.
“Give me your underwear,” he said, holding out his hand.
She gasped and they stared at each other.
“You said you trusted me,” he said, standing inches in front of her.
“But I trust you,” she whispered, not knowing what else to say.
“If you trust me, then give them to me.”
She lifted her skirt, lowered her underwear over her hips, down to her ankles, and handed them to him.
“That’s the first step in our relationship. I want you to trust me, Chelsea. I hope you wouldn’t challenge me when I ask you to do anything,” he said, drawing even closer to her.
He was so near she could smell his cologne. Spice! She loved the fragrance.
“Thank you for a beautiful dinner,” she said, walking toward the door.
He guided her by the elbow, suddenly stopped and pushed her up against the door.
“I want you, Chelsea. More than you’ll ever know,” he said, lifting her hair and sucking on the soft spot behind her ear.
His tongue circled the shell of her ear and she could feel his hardness pressing against her mound, causing her juices to ooze freely between her thighs. She writhed hungrily against him.
“You want me, too, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whispered, gazing into his face.
“Lift your blouse and show me one of your breasts,” he said, his voice husky and his eyes pinned on her chest.
She slowly raised her blouse, still holding his gaze. When he saw the swell of her breasts, his cock turned somersaults fighting to get out of his pants.
“Delicious! They have exceeded my every expectation,” he said, pulling on the bra cup with one finger and watching her nipple appear over the top, followed by the rest of her creamy breast.
She stared at him as his eyes took in every inch of her puckered peak. He looked from her breast back to her eyes, and he salivated as he stared down at that one mouth-watering mound of flesh.
“Is there anything you’d like me to do to you?” he asked, his voice a mere whisper.
“Anything you want, but I prefer to be licked,” she cried out, her head thrown back against the door.
It was as if a shot of passion had been injected directly into his veins, and his cock stirred.
“With your panties in my pocket, I know your cunt must be wet and dripping.”
“Yes,” she whispered, still holding his gaze.
“We’ll take this to the next level when Cody returns,” he said, running his tongue slowly across her lips. “At that time, I will grant you your wish and lick you all over.”
She stared at him, her lips parted and his tongue invaded her mouth exploring every corner. He sucked on her warm tongue leaving her breathless with desire, and then stepping away from her, he lifted the bra cup with two long fingers and covered her breast. But she wanted more and disappointment registered across her face.
“Next time we’ll discover each other, with Cody, of course,” he said softly.
He opened the door and she stepped out, one hot and bothered mess.
“I can sense your arousal,” he whispered, opening the limo door and allowing her to slide in. “There’s one more thing. Don’t make any plans for next weekend, because we’re going to my cabin by the lake. All of us.”
****
They were only about five minutes away from Eden’s home when the telephone in the limo rang. Robin picked it up and spoke to the caller, then asked Chelsea to pick up the receiver. Eden was on the other end.
“Chelsea,” he said his voice raspy and low. “I’m going to test you. I want to know that I’ve gained your trust.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“You said you like to be licked, so I want you to allow Robin to lick you. When the limo’s parked, Robin will join you in the back. You’re not to touch Robin, but Robin can touch you.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You promised you wouldn’t ask why. I’ll put it this way. If Cody, you and I are entering into a relationship, there has to be a certain amount of trust between us, wouldn’t you say?”
“Yes.”
“When I want you and I call, I want you to drop everything and come to me.”
“But Robin is not a part of the relationship.”
“I’m testing you, Chelsea,” he said as the limo came to a complete stop in a poorly-lit street. Robin opened the back door and climbed in. “I’ll be listening, Chelsea. Don’t disappoint me.”
His words rang in her ears. You aren’t to touch Robin, but Robin can touch you wherever he wants. She wondered why he kept using the chauffeur’s name, but she was too aroused to worry about it. Robin! Robin! Robin!
Robin removed his chauffeur’s cap and laid it on the seat behind them, allowing a sea of blonde hair to cascade around his face. Robin’s hands crept slowly up her thighs until they reached her warm center.
He pushed her skirt up around her waist, a sea of blonde hair falling over Chelsea’s thighs, and allowed his fingers to roam. He rubbed his fingers slowly around her clit and she purred like a kitten.
Already wet from the effects of Eden’s kiss and the promise of a hot and sizzling weekend with the two men, excitement caused her pussy to throb, and even though she had made a half-hearted protest, the feel of Robin’s fingers on her warm, wet clit had her squirming and bucking toward him.
SILKE MING BIO
I have always loved writing. I started out with poetry and then graduated novels. Not a day goes by that I do not do some form of writing. I have written six fictional novels, and when time allows, I try to read at least two books per month, thanks to the convenience of the E Reader which makes it easy to shop the bookstores from the comfort of one’s home.
In addition to my love of books, is my love of travel. Although my career was in travel, I am still bitten by the travel bug, and travel whenever I can. I have lived in The Caribbean, Italy, India and Germany, and now make Canada my home.
If I were to leave Canada for another destination, it would be to live in New Zealand, because I find the culture and landscape breathtaking. My two other passions are gardening and cooking, and I consider myself a gourmet cook.
I am new to the romance genre and it has been quite a challenge, but as you can see from my list of titles, it has become one of my favourite pastimes.
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Looking for some more Silke Ming? Check out these other titles!
Curious Series:
Paint me Curious Bronze
Paint me Curious Red
Josephine Series:
Possessing Josephine
Josephine Revisited
For the Love of Jonathan
Dancing with Angelique
The Five Widows Series:
Sasha’s Temptation
Indigo’s Final Surrender
The Colors of Autumn
Scarlet’s Redemption
Ruby Red
Endless Possibilities Series:
Endless Possibilities
Endless Possibilities – Call of the Heart
The Baron and the Violinist
The Layover (released Jan 4th, 2016)
March 14, 2016
TRR Readers’ Choice Awards- Surrender
What time of year, you say? Well, time for the nominations to begin for The Romance Reviews Readers’ Choice awards of course!
This year, book four in my Coalition Mates series, Surrender is up for nomination and I would really appreciate your vote!
Here is the link:
http://erotic.theromancereviews.com/viewbooks.php?bookid=19509
If you haven’t had the opportunity to check out Sally and Ark’s story, here’s a little teaser for you!
Surrender: Coalition Mates 4 Book Excerpts
Story Excerpt:
Sally made her way down the hall to the great room and quickly noticed that she seemed to be the last one to join. Most were speaking quietly in small groups, and a few were talking with the alien women that had rejoined them. The hyper little woman with the pink hair from earlier, however, seemed to be waiting for Sally to emerge because as soon as she spotted her, she jumped up and rushed toward her in an excited waggle that reminded Sally of a crazed squirrel looking for a place to stash her nuts.
“Hi, Sally!” the vibrating dynamo squeaked out. “So did you figure out what you’re going to do? I’m going to study marine biology! I’m so excited I could almost burst. I’ve always wanted to go to university but could never afford it back home. Isn’t this just the greatest thing that could ever happen?”
It was all Sally could do to not laugh outright at how excited the odd little woman was. Devyn was literally out of breath and panting when she finally stopped talking. The little dynamo obviously should be medicated or something to bring down the ‘perk’, but what she’d said did make Sally think about what was happening. Was this the greatest thing that could’ve happened? Obviously not. But was it the worst thing that could’ve happened to her? Sally had to take a hard look at her life as a whole. She wasn’t really leaving anything behind on Earth, no job, no family, no pet even. The only real friend that she had was Evie and she would be here with her, so there was nothing to do but adapt to her new situation as best she could. That was one thing life had taught her, you adapt or you get left behind.
“Yeah, that sounds great, Devyn. I’ve applied to enter the courtesan guild here on Sirus, so I hope it works out,” she answered, sounding much less enthusiastic than her neighbor.
“Oh.” Devyn’s eyes grew impossibly larger at that information. “That sounds exciting. I heard that the Sirotians have some sort of mind-control abilities. Guess that’s why they’re supposed to be the best at seducing people, huh? I wonder if they can teach you that?”
That was news to Sally. But she had to assume in this situation that she was no longer the smartest person in the room when it came to learning about all these alien species. Good thing they were teaching classes! But one of Sally’s hard, fast rules in life was, even if you don’t know exactly what’s going on, fake it till you make it. Uncertainty was a show of weakness that Sally had learned from a young age that she couldn’t indulge in. Predators always went for the weak or confused in the herd, and Sally wouldn’t ever be prey again.
“Well, Devyn, in my experience, as long as a man has a penis, he’s generally not that hard to seduce,” she answered with a liberal amount of sarcasm loud enough that a few of the other groups of women were chuckling when they heard her comment.
“Ladies! Please take a seat, and we will begin with your cultural and etiquette lessons. Now, there is a large amount of information to absorb, so you will be taking these classes daily for the time that you are with us, along with the curriculum for whichever career path you have chosen,” Lady Samal said as she casually went to the front of the room. It was obvious from her demeanor and grace that she had a lot of experience with speaking in front of groups.
As the rest of the women found comfortable seats on the low couches, Sally saw Caric come back into the room and speak in a low tone to the older woman. Sally couldn’t hear what was said, but clearly, whatever it was surprised Lady Samal from the look on her face. Then, when both women immediately turned to look speculatively right at her, Sally assumed Caric had just informed Lady Samal about her career choice. She couldn’t understand why it was such a big deal, but if Lady Samal was involved in the guild of her choice, she had better turn the charm on right now instead of waiting for her interview. Better safe than sorry, right?
Sally immediately put on her game face, ready to dazzle and distract with charm and charisma. Never frown. Never let them see what you’re really thinking or feeling. After all, when you put on a show, people rarely look deeper than the façade that you easily offer up. Sally could only hope that it wasn’t only human nature that adhered to the “out of sight, out of mind” adage. So with her empty bucket filled with bravado and bullshit, Sally smiled brightly, volunteered to help with any demonstrations, and absorbed as much information as she possibly could for the rest of the afternoon. As the women walked back to their rooms after their dinner meal, Sal’s face actually hurt from smiling so much. She couldn’t wait to get into her room and close the door so she could actually breathe. It was exhausting being someone else all the time. For a fleeting moment, Sally couldn’t help but wonder if this new world might be an opportunity to try to be herself for a change, but almost before the thought was done, it was replaced by all of the cruelty and disappointment that had littered her childhood. No, she couldn’t take that risk again.
Adult Excerpt:
“Are you cold, love?” he said in a low whisper as he ran the back of his fingers lightly up her arm, leaving goose bumps in their wake.
Sally had learned in one of her classes that Sirotians had a type of pheromone control that was frequently used in their seductions. Initially she’d disregarded the possible effects, thinking that she had superior self-control and it wouldn’t affect her, but as Arkenon’s warm, spicy scent became stronger and stronger, all she wanted to do was roll around in it…and on him. So much for her super self-control. Her policy of lying to everyone, including herself, was once again coming back to bite her in the ass.
“Hmm, yeah…cold. I am a little cold now that you mention it,” she answered, unable to stop the shiver that rolled down her body and settled firmly in her now-very-wet pussy.
“You can lie to us both, little one, but I can smell your desire,” he answered with a throaty low laugh. “If I were to run my hand up your thigh right now under this beautiful dress, I know I would find your pretty little pussy dripping with honey just for me.”
Sally’s legs almost buckled as she imagined him doing just that and then pushing her up against the elevator wall and fucking her hard and fast. She knew that when the doors opened and Benic stood there taking in the scene before him that she hadn’t come anywhere close to masking the look of desire on her face. Damn it! She needed to come so badly Sally was starting to shake with the lust that was overtaking her. She assumed that this overwhelming feeling could only mean that Arkenon was cheating and using his Sirotian pheromone mumbo jumbo on her, freaking cheater. But as she turned her head and saw his heavy-lidded look and felt his massive erection straining against her thigh, she thought that perhaps he was turned on enough that he’d forget their terms and just fuck her already. Might as well try, right? After all, he was still a man, and most of the men she had experience with would cut just about any corner when it came to getting a little action. Now it was time to see if she could give his self-control the little shove it needed.
“Why don’t you see for yourself then, sir?” Sally asked in a low, raspy tone as she widened her stance, inviting him to do just that.
She tried not to look away from Arkenon’s face as he slowly backed her out of the elevator and up against a wall in the foyer, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see Benic raise an eyebrow at her taunt, then smile and shake his head as he came closer to them.
* * * *
Arkenon wasn’t surprised that Sally was trying to tempt him into losing control of the situation. It was a tactical move that he’d assumed she’d mastered throughout her previous relationship history with submissive males. But he couldn’t say that he didn’t have a stronger reaction than he’d expected, making him want to dominate her even more. He had a plan, however, and he was sticking to it, and it started with Sally not keeping any secrets from him.
He pushed her back against the wall and slowly pushed her arms up above her head as he held her wrists in one of his hands, which he could see made her pulse jump.
“Benic, please see that Sally’s arms stay right where they are,” Ark said as the younger man stepped up to place his hand on Sally’s wrists.
Then he took a half step back and smiled as he saw a conflicted set of emotions run over Sally’s face. Her breathing was even more erratic, and she struggled with herself to relax and let Benic bind her. Ark could tell that she’d never let anyone restrict her movement before during foreplay or sex. Her reaction was genuine, and the dominant male in him reveled in the battle she was going through. When eventually he saw her mild panic move from confusion into lust, he was satisfied to continue, and he stepped back up to her, running his hands lightly along the sides of her breasts as he gently kissed her neck.
Sally was so distracted by his mouth that she gasped when his fingers quickly released the back of her dress and the green silk went sliding down her body. He continued to let his fingertips slowly drag up and down the sides of her chest until she was writhing in Benic’s grip.
“Please! Please touch me,” Sally said in a low whisper full of desperation that she hated to admit.
“Touch you where, Sally?” Ark asked her as he still used his fingertips to skim over first her breasts, then down her belly, and along the tops of her thighs.
“You said you wanted to touch my pussy. That’s where I need you,” she said in a whisper that had Benic, who was now standing beside her, groaning softly.
Ark could only frown and shake his head at the younger man, who’d fallen exactly into the obvious trap Sally had set. He had no doubt that if it were just the two of them here that Benic would be enthusiastically pumping balls deep between her thighs right now, giving her anything she wanted. He’d have to get Galen to work on Benic’s self-control a little more firmly. Sally’s eyes were closed, she was biting her lip in frustration, and it was a beautiful thing to behold. Ark slowly trailed his finger down her stomach, and when he got to her pussy, he had to stifle a groan himself when he found her folds soaking wet and swollen. Slipping one finger gently through the slickness, he gave her one light pass, circling her plump clit, and then moved back to leave his hand resting on her mound, which had her squirming in Benic’s grip again.
“Arkenon, please!” she whimpered, trying to arch up into his hand.
“What happened at the end of our meal tonight that upset you, Sally?” Ark asked her as he lightly teased the pad of his finger along her drenched pussy.
When Sally stilled for a moment and frowned, he could tell she was trying to clear her head to figure out what he’d just asked her. When her face evened out again and she bit her lower lip and looked down at him, he knew what she was going to say.
“It was nothing. I’m fine. I just need you to touch me,” Sally answered, rubbing herself against him as much as she could.
“One more chance, love, will you trust me enough to tell me what changed your mood?” he pushed.
He saw the lust slowly back down in her eyes, and the determination and anger rose as she looked back at him.
“I said that I’m fine. I don’t need you to fix me, Guild Master. I only need you to fuck me. Isn’t that what you do?” she snapped back at him.
Arkenon gave her a sad look, which only seemed to fuel her anger further as she looked back at him and raised an eyebrow, daring him to ask her again.
“Wrong answer, love,” Ark sighed as he leaned back and rose to his feet. “Only trust gets rewarded here. Lies will leave you wanting.”
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And don’t forget to check out the other Coalition Mates series books!
