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March 24, 2018
Still Celebrating... Enter to Win! Final Week
I began March with my birthday and I'm celebrating all month long by giving away prizes! I'm hosting a Birthday contest. Enter a new contest every week fir a chance to win one of my books (ebook) and a pair of gorgeous earrings.
Week 4 begins today and the winner will be announce on Sunday, March 31.
Enter to win an eBook of Taming Rachael.
Week 4 begins today and the winner will be announce on Sunday, March 31.
Enter to win an eBook of Taming Rachael.
March 17, 2018
Still Celebrating... Enter to Win! Birthday Contest Week 3
My birthday was on March 1 and I'm celebrating all month long! I'm hosting a Birthday contest. Enter a new contest every week fir a chance to win one of my books (ebook) and a pair of gorgeous earrings.
Week 3 begins today and I'll choose the winner on Sunday, March 24.
This week, I'm giving away the eBook Eagle Dance.
I'm also giving away a cute pair of silver-tone Feather dangle earrings just like the ones featured in the book!
Week 3 begins today and I'll choose the winner on Sunday, March 24.
This week, I'm giving away the eBook Eagle Dance.
I'm also giving away a cute pair of silver-tone Feather dangle earrings just like the ones featured in the book!
March 8, 2018
Thursday Thirteen - 13 Love Surprises
Little things mean alot. I'm sure you've heard that before... but it's true. Some things such as a smile can brighten one's day. My hubby is a pilot and is gone often so I enjoy hiding things in his suitcase. My mother lives in an apartment and I have fun leaving goodies in her fridge or on her dresser for her to find.
Here's a list of some items for you to leave in often over looked places for your honey or someone special to find.
For your honey:1. Handcuffs.
2. A sexy photo of yourself.
3. A pair of panties scented with a favorite fragrance.
4. Small bottle of massage oil.
5. A key (to your heart).
6. A love poem.
7. A love letter.
8. Love coupons.
For someone special:9. A greeting or inspirational card.10. A photo of the two of you.
11. A small book.
12. Favorite CD.
13 Favorite magazine.
Other items may include Hersey kisses, a teddy bear, jewelry, a list of why that person is special to you, small artwork, and a small bottle of their favorite fragrance.
What other items can you think of?
Be sure to visit Romance Writers Behaving Badly for another Thursday Thirteen list from me!
March 1, 2018
Happy Birthday to Me! I'm Giving Gifts! Week 1
I turn 51 today and I'm going to celebrate all month long! I'm hosting a Birthday contest. Enter a new contest every week fir a chance to win one of my books (ebook) and a pair of gorgeous earrings.
Week 1 begins today and I'll choose the winner on Sunday, March 11.
I'm giving away a copy of my first book with Decadent Publishing. Handcuffs and Silk was in their first 200 books published and I was one of their first authors to write for the 1 Night Stand Series.
Along with the book, the winner receives a pair of silver-tone handcuff dangle earrings from Marysol Accesorries.
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Week 1 begins today and I'll choose the winner on Sunday, March 11.
I'm giving away a copy of my first book with Decadent Publishing. Handcuffs and Silk was in their first 200 books published and I was one of their first authors to write for the 1 Night Stand Series.
Along with the book, the winner receives a pair of silver-tone handcuff dangle earrings from Marysol Accesorries.
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February 27, 2018
#TuesdayTeaser from Eagle Dance "Snowstorm"
“Let’s pick up the ‘za then head to the cabin.” He dropped the phone into a cup holder.
Not able to stop her mouth from speaking her thoughts in a matter-of-fact way. “We should pick up some chocolate or caramel syrup too.”
He blinked his sinfully long eyelashes and with his lips formed a slow smirk as the suggestion of her words set in. Leaning over the center counsel, he cupped her cheek with one large hand. His eyes bore into hers with intensity.
“Your wish is my command.” He took her mouth in a searing kiss which ended too soon. “You got something planned for dessert?”
“Maybe.” She played coy.
He flashed perfect teeth in a full grin while he turned up the heat in the truck then put it into gear. The goatee on his chin and dark brows gave him a devilish appearance and when he smiled she ached to climb all over him. A wild night with a handsome Indian is what she requested but received much more.
The truck jerked, turning her attention to the storm. Working his way along the precarious road, the vehicle lurched and a dream catcher swayed from the review mirror. Gems stitched into the web reflected small facets of light, giving her a distraction from her fear of crashing into a tree along the road.
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Dyami Schafer, a Native American from the Chippewa tribe, leads a lonely life due to his large size and unusual appearance. When his nesting instinct sets in, he turns to Madame Eve and 1Night Stand to help him find his spirit mate. Or at least a woman who accepts him as an eagle shifter. Amanda Collins never stopped loving the Chippewa boy she knew from her childhood. Maybe a night with a Native American man will help her forget the past and let her move on with her life.
Sometimes, it’s necessary to take a step into the past before dancing into the future. With the help of Madame Eve, will the Spirit of the Eagle carry Dyami and Amanda?
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February 25, 2018
Sunday Spa - Vanilla-Infused Oil for Mouthwatering Romance
Sunday is a good day to set aside for some personal spa time. I don’t mean GOING to a spa, I’m referring to a make-it-at-home spa. Create healthy, soft skin during this somewhat therapeutic activity. Some ingredients you might already have on your pantry shelves; others can be found in a local market or health food shop. Your honey, a daughter or friend might want to join in the event as well.
Welcome to Sunday Spa
It has been said that men prefer scents of “edibles” such as vanilla, citrus and spice to those of flowers and powders. Maybe that’s were the saying, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach” comes from. Use a vanilla-infused oil on your skin and you just might get him drooling over you.
Vanilla-Infused Oil
Ingredients
8 oz jojoba oil or carrier oil of your choice (almond and coconut are nice too)2-3 vanilla beans4 vitamin E capsules
What you will need:Double boiler (if one is not handy, I use a glass measuring cup placed in a saucepan then fill pan half full with water.Strainer, 8oz bottle, funnel.
1. Boil water then turn down to simmer. Add carrier oil to top of boiler or glass measuring cup. 2. Using a sharp knife, slice the vanilla beans lengthwise and scrape out the seeds with the edge of the knife. Put the seeds in to the oil.3. Chop the vanilla pods into small pieces and add to the oil.4. Cover and let simmer for an hour or longer. Check periodically to make sure there is still enough water in the pot. 5. Remove from heat and let cool.6. Pour into bottle. (Straining is optional.)7. Pierce the vitamin E capsules, squeeze the liquid out. Discard gel caps. 8. Place cap on bottle tightly and shake. 9. Will keep 2 years or longer if stored in the bottle in a cool dark place out of direct sunlight.
Use as a moisturizer, massage oil or add a couple of teaspoons to bath water. Can be used as a base for body scrubs too!
Welcome to Sunday Spa
It has been said that men prefer scents of “edibles” such as vanilla, citrus and spice to those of flowers and powders. Maybe that’s were the saying, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach” comes from. Use a vanilla-infused oil on your skin and you just might get him drooling over you.
Vanilla-Infused Oil
Ingredients
8 oz jojoba oil or carrier oil of your choice (almond and coconut are nice too)2-3 vanilla beans4 vitamin E capsulesWhat you will need:Double boiler (if one is not handy, I use a glass measuring cup placed in a saucepan then fill pan half full with water.Strainer, 8oz bottle, funnel.
1. Boil water then turn down to simmer. Add carrier oil to top of boiler or glass measuring cup. 2. Using a sharp knife, slice the vanilla beans lengthwise and scrape out the seeds with the edge of the knife. Put the seeds in to the oil.3. Chop the vanilla pods into small pieces and add to the oil.4. Cover and let simmer for an hour or longer. Check periodically to make sure there is still enough water in the pot. 5. Remove from heat and let cool.6. Pour into bottle. (Straining is optional.)7. Pierce the vitamin E capsules, squeeze the liquid out. Discard gel caps. 8. Place cap on bottle tightly and shake. 9. Will keep 2 years or longer if stored in the bottle in a cool dark place out of direct sunlight.
Use as a moisturizer, massage oil or add a couple of teaspoons to bath water. Can be used as a base for body scrubs too!
February 13, 2018
New Boxed Set to Warm Cold Winter Nights
Cold winter nights are perfect to curl up with a hot book. Grab a soft blanket, a glass of wine, light a candle and let these amazing authors carry you away.
Love Me Hard includes the newest book, Tempting Him from Jeanne St. James.
February 12, 2018
New Release from Jeanne St. James - Tempting Him
Tempting Him (An Obsessed Novella)By Jeanne St. James
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, BDSM
On Sale for a limited time for 99¢ in the Love Me Hard Boxed SetA set of 15 hot & spicey romances that will tickle your fancy!
Buy Link: https://books2read.com/lovemehard
It’s not just a love story, it’s an obsession...
Skylar:
Every time my neighbor jogs past my house, I do my best to tempt him. Washing my car, watering my lawn, doing yoga in the grass with my all my assets in the air. I’m not sure if he notices me, but I sure can’t miss him.Then one day he falls... into my arms and into my bed. Surprisingly, we’re better matched than I would’ve expected. But when he reveals who he is, my world comes crashing down around me because if he finds out my secret we’re finished before we’ve even begun.
Cade:
Three days a week, I put myself through hell by jogging through my neighborhood. I suffer through it simply to catch a glimpse of a woman I don’t know. Every time I pass her house she’s outside tempting me. Until one day I fall... over my feet, over my heart, over this woman and into her arms.I know nothing about her, but I want to discover everything. Even her deepest, darkest secrets. However, little does she know, I have one, too. One that may sever the tie that binds us.
Chapter One Skylar:
I watch as sweat drips one bead at a time onto my over-priced yoga mat. The sun is so freaking hot and here I am, like an idiot out in my yard, bent over in the downward facing dog pose for the past million years. Okay, not years... maybe more like a million seconds. But my body has decided it hates me (nothing new) and is cramping while my head spins. Even better, my over-priced yoga pants have clawed their way up my crack (as well as one other place). And still...No neighbor.What the hell?Despite my eyeballs’ attempt at bulging out of their sockets, I peek at my sports watch. He should’ve been by here two-point-five minutes ago.Shit.The man is usually like clockwork, jogging by my house on Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoons every week. For the most part, anyway. Though, thunderstorms seem to discourage him from his cardio. (Not sure why.)On those days, I would be willing to recommend another type of cardio to get his heart pumping. And maybe get his hips pumping, too.Anyway... look at me! Doing yoga on my front lawn, on the uneven grass, waiting like a desperate woman. (I’m not, really, I promise! It just looks that way.)But, damn, the man is fine and when he jogs past shirtless, he’s shiny with sweat, which makes me want to drag him inside and give him a sponge bath with my tongue.My thighs start shaking as I peek between my spread legs, because, of course, my ass has to be facing the street. I want him to get a good look at what I’m offering.I may even wiggle it a little when he jogs by.That is if I don’t pass out into a heap first.I sigh.Then sigh again a little louder just for good measure.Maybe it would be easier if I just took up jogging. Wear one of those sexy sports bras, put my hair up in a cute little pony tail, plaster a smile on my face and follow him around the block at a perky pace.I’ll die first.**** Cade:
Why I ever started this shit, I’ll never know. No, I lie. I know. I thought, “Cade, dude, wouldn’t it be great to up your cardio game and start running?”I answered myself with, “Yeah, man, that would be great and fun, too!” And then maybe I won’t get so winded when I play basketball with the guys. I’ll have more endurance, I’ll look and feel younger, and...Fuck that.Running sucks. And I don’t even think what I do can be considered as running. No, it’s more of a jog. Or a lope. Or trotting like a donkey with a lame hoof.Inhell. Exhell.My chest burns, my leg muscles spasm, my balls feel like they’re floating in a puddle of sweat, and the crack of my ass...I’m not even going there. (Trust me, you don’t want to, either.)So, why don’t I just stop the torture? (Good question!)I’ve asked myself that for the past month.And the answer has always been...Her.I sacrifice three days a week just to see a woman I don’t know. Not sure why, but she always seems to be outside at the same time of the day. For that reason, I make sure that’s when I go running (jogging, trotting, limping) by.Am I crazy to torture myself because I find someone attractive and I’d like to get her attention?Eh. Maybe.Why don’t I just knock on her door and ask her out? (Another good question.)Maybe I want to impress her with my physique and athletic prowess.But honestly, something has to give and it has to be soon. Because this running shit sucks balls and I’d rather stick razor blades under my fingernails.At least my slow trot is the right speed to observe her without being creepy. Walking would be too slow and obvious. Driving too quick and useless, not to mention dangerous when she’s clearly a distraction.And, of course, my pace always allows me enough time to enjoy the show she gives me.On Wednesday, she was out washing her car, her top soaked, her nipples pushing through the thin fabric of her shirt, and when she bent over to scrub the hood of said car, my boner just about popped out of my shorts. You know, those little nylon running shorts. The ones with the mesh liner, clearly not made for sexual arousal.But I digress.The week before, she was out watering her lawn. And, once again, her top was wetter than her grass.Here’s the thing, the entire neighborhood has built-in sprinklers.Maybe hers are broken.It’s possible.I grunt as I turn the corner and try to push myself a little faster since I’m off my game today. I’m later than normal, and I want my running to look as effortless as possible. It needs to look as though I’ve got my shit together and I’m not secretly suffering.My eyes swing to the left as I jog. She’s the fourth house up. The brick ranch home with the two-car garage.Two houses to go yet.One house.My eyes widen as I see her ass in tight black yoga pants in the air. My step stutters but I can’t stop my momentum.My mouth becomes an O, partly because I’m falling over my own two feet, the other because she’s dropped to her knees and is now arching backwards grabbing onto her heels, her generous tits straining against her top.Last thing I see is her blinking upside down at me as her head hangs down her back.Suddenly, I’m staring at nothing but pavement (and my loss of manhood). The little bit of oxygen I had sucked into my lungs is now gone.Then, what seems like seconds later, bare, cute, red painted toes come into view.I want to just die.
About the Author:
JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling erotic romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK
To keep up with her busy release schedule check her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup
Author Links:
Website: http://www.jeannestjames.comBlog: http://jeannestjames.blogspot.comFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/JeanneStJamesAuthor/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jeannestjames/Twitter: https://twitter.com/JeanneStJamesAmazon Author Page: http://tinyurl.com/JeanneStJamesGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/JeanneStJamesNewsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup
Review & Book Crew: https://www.facebook.com/groups/JeannesReviewCrew/
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, BDSM
On Sale for a limited time for 99¢ in the Love Me Hard Boxed SetA set of 15 hot & spicey romances that will tickle your fancy!
Buy Link: https://books2read.com/lovemehard
It’s not just a love story, it’s an obsession...
Skylar:
Every time my neighbor jogs past my house, I do my best to tempt him. Washing my car, watering my lawn, doing yoga in the grass with my all my assets in the air. I’m not sure if he notices me, but I sure can’t miss him.Then one day he falls... into my arms and into my bed. Surprisingly, we’re better matched than I would’ve expected. But when he reveals who he is, my world comes crashing down around me because if he finds out my secret we’re finished before we’ve even begun.
Cade:
Three days a week, I put myself through hell by jogging through my neighborhood. I suffer through it simply to catch a glimpse of a woman I don’t know. Every time I pass her house she’s outside tempting me. Until one day I fall... over my feet, over my heart, over this woman and into her arms.I know nothing about her, but I want to discover everything. Even her deepest, darkest secrets. However, little does she know, I have one, too. One that may sever the tie that binds us.
Chapter One Skylar:
I watch as sweat drips one bead at a time onto my over-priced yoga mat. The sun is so freaking hot and here I am, like an idiot out in my yard, bent over in the downward facing dog pose for the past million years. Okay, not years... maybe more like a million seconds. But my body has decided it hates me (nothing new) and is cramping while my head spins. Even better, my over-priced yoga pants have clawed their way up my crack (as well as one other place). And still...No neighbor.What the hell?Despite my eyeballs’ attempt at bulging out of their sockets, I peek at my sports watch. He should’ve been by here two-point-five minutes ago.Shit.The man is usually like clockwork, jogging by my house on Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoons every week. For the most part, anyway. Though, thunderstorms seem to discourage him from his cardio. (Not sure why.)On those days, I would be willing to recommend another type of cardio to get his heart pumping. And maybe get his hips pumping, too.Anyway... look at me! Doing yoga on my front lawn, on the uneven grass, waiting like a desperate woman. (I’m not, really, I promise! It just looks that way.)But, damn, the man is fine and when he jogs past shirtless, he’s shiny with sweat, which makes me want to drag him inside and give him a sponge bath with my tongue.My thighs start shaking as I peek between my spread legs, because, of course, my ass has to be facing the street. I want him to get a good look at what I’m offering.I may even wiggle it a little when he jogs by.That is if I don’t pass out into a heap first.I sigh.Then sigh again a little louder just for good measure.Maybe it would be easier if I just took up jogging. Wear one of those sexy sports bras, put my hair up in a cute little pony tail, plaster a smile on my face and follow him around the block at a perky pace.I’ll die first.**** Cade:
Why I ever started this shit, I’ll never know. No, I lie. I know. I thought, “Cade, dude, wouldn’t it be great to up your cardio game and start running?”I answered myself with, “Yeah, man, that would be great and fun, too!” And then maybe I won’t get so winded when I play basketball with the guys. I’ll have more endurance, I’ll look and feel younger, and...Fuck that.Running sucks. And I don’t even think what I do can be considered as running. No, it’s more of a jog. Or a lope. Or trotting like a donkey with a lame hoof.Inhell. Exhell.My chest burns, my leg muscles spasm, my balls feel like they’re floating in a puddle of sweat, and the crack of my ass...I’m not even going there. (Trust me, you don’t want to, either.)So, why don’t I just stop the torture? (Good question!)I’ve asked myself that for the past month.And the answer has always been...Her.I sacrifice three days a week just to see a woman I don’t know. Not sure why, but she always seems to be outside at the same time of the day. For that reason, I make sure that’s when I go running (jogging, trotting, limping) by.Am I crazy to torture myself because I find someone attractive and I’d like to get her attention?Eh. Maybe.Why don’t I just knock on her door and ask her out? (Another good question.)Maybe I want to impress her with my physique and athletic prowess.But honestly, something has to give and it has to be soon. Because this running shit sucks balls and I’d rather stick razor blades under my fingernails.At least my slow trot is the right speed to observe her without being creepy. Walking would be too slow and obvious. Driving too quick and useless, not to mention dangerous when she’s clearly a distraction.And, of course, my pace always allows me enough time to enjoy the show she gives me.On Wednesday, she was out washing her car, her top soaked, her nipples pushing through the thin fabric of her shirt, and when she bent over to scrub the hood of said car, my boner just about popped out of my shorts. You know, those little nylon running shorts. The ones with the mesh liner, clearly not made for sexual arousal.But I digress.The week before, she was out watering her lawn. And, once again, her top was wetter than her grass.Here’s the thing, the entire neighborhood has built-in sprinklers.Maybe hers are broken.It’s possible.I grunt as I turn the corner and try to push myself a little faster since I’m off my game today. I’m later than normal, and I want my running to look as effortless as possible. It needs to look as though I’ve got my shit together and I’m not secretly suffering.My eyes swing to the left as I jog. She’s the fourth house up. The brick ranch home with the two-car garage.Two houses to go yet.One house.My eyes widen as I see her ass in tight black yoga pants in the air. My step stutters but I can’t stop my momentum.My mouth becomes an O, partly because I’m falling over my own two feet, the other because she’s dropped to her knees and is now arching backwards grabbing onto her heels, her generous tits straining against her top.Last thing I see is her blinking upside down at me as her head hangs down her back.Suddenly, I’m staring at nothing but pavement (and my loss of manhood). The little bit of oxygen I had sucked into my lungs is now gone.Then, what seems like seconds later, bare, cute, red painted toes come into view.I want to just die.
About the Author:JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling erotic romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK
To keep up with her busy release schedule check her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup
Author Links:
Website: http://www.jeannestjames.comBlog: http://jeannestjames.blogspot.comFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/JeanneStJamesAuthor/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jeannestjames/Twitter: https://twitter.com/JeanneStJamesAmazon Author Page: http://tinyurl.com/JeanneStJamesGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/JeanneStJamesNewsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup
Review & Book Crew: https://www.facebook.com/groups/JeannesReviewCrew/
February 3, 2018
Spicy Paranormal Saturday - Sin & Seduction Pre-Order
Get ready for a passionate and exhilarating ride!
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Bursting with sexy-as-sin heroes & devilish heroines, our titillating & romantic tales will seduce you and leave you craving more. Get ready for a passionate and exhilarating ride!
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January 31, 2018
Adult Fairy Tales - Hansel & Gretel Retold by Erica Lynn
Need a quick little tale to help you escape the middle of the week blues? How about a twist on an old childhood fairy tale?
This is the true account of Hansel and Gretel. Forget your silly, misguided tales of two siblings and a house of gingerbread and cakes. This is the story of what happens when love battles against lust. When the yearnings of the heart are forced to wage war against the base needs and desires we all possess. When the time comes to face who we really are. What we truly want. What we need.
A Warning: Their story should not be taken lightly, for we all toe the line between human and savage animal. We walk around in the light, hoping others don’t see the depravity lurking within, begging to be let free. So take a deep breath, set up your defenses, and slowly turn the page. I dare you.
**This is a dark and extremely explicit retelling of the classic fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel. In this novelette, Hansel and Gretel are NOT brother and sister.**
BUY NOW ON AMAZON
This is the true account of Hansel and Gretel. Forget your silly, misguided tales of two siblings and a house of gingerbread and cakes. This is the story of what happens when love battles against lust. When the yearnings of the heart are forced to wage war against the base needs and desires we all possess. When the time comes to face who we really are. What we truly want. What we need.
A Warning: Their story should not be taken lightly, for we all toe the line between human and savage animal. We walk around in the light, hoping others don’t see the depravity lurking within, begging to be let free. So take a deep breath, set up your defenses, and slowly turn the page. I dare you.
**This is a dark and extremely explicit retelling of the classic fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel. In this novelette, Hansel and Gretel are NOT brother and sister.**
BUY NOW ON AMAZON
