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August 12, 2016
FREE until 8/20
So sorry guys but I was notified that the link to the free ebook I offered the other day wasn't showing up. I've decided to extend the coupon. The ebook is Burning Hunger.
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Coupon Code: DW25Q
Expires: August 20, 2016
August 11, 2016
She Let Herself Go by Hipsy Bohannon (Review Tour)
This is a review tour and yes, I read the book. My thoughts are at the bottom.Hipsy Bohannon - She Let Herself Go - Virtual book Tour
Romance / EroticaDate Published: May 25, 2016
Women like Elizabeth Lane were never supposed to find themselves in places like these. Dark places filled with shady characters, hell-bent on her destruction. Up until now, she had always played it safe. She had no business being on the bad side of town; in a place where a woman was a thing to be claimed, then used and abused. All she had wanted was one wild night to help her to forget all about her cheating husband, and the shattered heart he had left her with. What she got instead was something out of every woman’s worst nightmare.
A snap decision, a shady bar visited, and a man unlike any she had ever met before, all take her on a hard ride that has her questioning everything she thought she knew about life and herself.
Jezze Jamez Greyson was everything your mother would have warned you to stay away from if she hadn’t been so busy trying to get with him herself. Having been rode hard and put away wet by half the well to do women in town, Jezze Jamez no longer felt like he was anything worth having, and he damn sure didn’t want anything worth keeping. That was; until she walked into the bar, leaving him with no choice, but to play a role he was never meant to play. Hero. He couldn't stop himself from coming to her rescue. But now that he had, what was he supposed to do with her?Two different people, from two very different worlds. Sparks will fly, but will it warm them up or burn them down?
Hardcore smut meets deep depth in this; sometimes comical, heart-shaking tale of never meant to be love and body breaking revenge, that will leave you begging for more!
Meet Hipsy Bohannon, an avid writer and user of deep smut. Hailing from the photography world of dark art, her fans have affectionately dubbed her 'Half-naked Hipsy covered in blood.' A professional recluse, Hipsy uses most of her free time loitering, stalking, and confusing the masses. Her creative writing roots grew from an awkward youth spent roaming the roads of the United States, Gypsy style. Solitary confinement in a car, heading from one place to the next, gave her ample opportunity to practice the art of crafting stories. She now calls the middle woods of Upstate N.Y. home sweet home. Solicitors and company are not welcome! Contact LinksWebsite: http://hipsybohannon.weebly.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/catty4life1985Twitter: https://twitter.com/StalkingHipsyGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15257109.Hipsy_Bohannon Purchase LinksAmazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01G6ALRQI
My review: I received the book from the Ms. Bohannon to provide an honest review of her work.
Let me start out by saying that this is a very long story with a cliffhanger at the end for those of you who don't like cliffhangers. Also, there is one very brutal, descriptive rape assault on the heroine towards the end that left a lump in my throat. The author is very gifted in her writing skills and how she describes the incident put you right there as if you are watching the horror unfold. I don't want to give anything away but a discovery after the incident was a little unbelievable but I reminded myself that miracles do happen, and this is fiction.
The story is well developed, witty, suspenseful, gut-wrenching, and very entertaining. I thoroughly enjoyed the banter between Jezze and Elizabeth and the sex between them was off the chart scorching! We have two people here, one who had a shitty childhood filled with violence and turmoil, leaving him feeling unworthy, stupid, and used, and another who had the opposite upbringing and life until her verbally abusive husband left her. They seem to compliment each other in a mixed-up way that works.
Though there are challenges they must face and overcome, sometimes it's just plain heart-breaking to see how low Jezze has come with how he looks at himself. There were times when he seemed so strong and invincible, and then times when he let his past overwhelm his actions and thoughts. I especially hated when he resorted to his old ways to help Elizabeth out. It nearly destroyed him.
And Elizabeth, though she seems strong in most incidences, she's a complete door mat with her ex-husband. I hated how she didn't stand up to him. But I liked how she fought to keep her son and again the author did a great job of describing the horror of him being tugged back and forth between his parents, and the total sorrow that engulfed Elizabeth when she realized there was nothing she could do to stop her soon to be ex from taking the boy away.
This story had equal amounts of lightness and darkness, though probably more darkness toward the end. You find yourself rooting for Jezze and Elizabeth and that happy ending we all want at the end of a good story. Because that's what this is, a really good story that I enjoyed very much. There were a few misspelled words, and some missing words, and lastly point of view issues but none of that kept this from being a book that I was glad I had read. I look forward to reading part two because as you'll find out after reading She Let Herself Go, the story stops at a very critical part.
I hope you'll enjoy this book as much as I did!
Romance / EroticaDate Published: May 25, 2016
Women like Elizabeth Lane were never supposed to find themselves in places like these. Dark places filled with shady characters, hell-bent on her destruction. Up until now, she had always played it safe. She had no business being on the bad side of town; in a place where a woman was a thing to be claimed, then used and abused. All she had wanted was one wild night to help her to forget all about her cheating husband, and the shattered heart he had left her with. What she got instead was something out of every woman’s worst nightmare.
A snap decision, a shady bar visited, and a man unlike any she had ever met before, all take her on a hard ride that has her questioning everything she thought she knew about life and herself.
Jezze Jamez Greyson was everything your mother would have warned you to stay away from if she hadn’t been so busy trying to get with him herself. Having been rode hard and put away wet by half the well to do women in town, Jezze Jamez no longer felt like he was anything worth having, and he damn sure didn’t want anything worth keeping. That was; until she walked into the bar, leaving him with no choice, but to play a role he was never meant to play. Hero. He couldn't stop himself from coming to her rescue. But now that he had, what was he supposed to do with her?Two different people, from two very different worlds. Sparks will fly, but will it warm them up or burn them down?
Hardcore smut meets deep depth in this; sometimes comical, heart-shaking tale of never meant to be love and body breaking revenge, that will leave you begging for more!
Meet Hipsy Bohannon, an avid writer and user of deep smut. Hailing from the photography world of dark art, her fans have affectionately dubbed her 'Half-naked Hipsy covered in blood.' A professional recluse, Hipsy uses most of her free time loitering, stalking, and confusing the masses. Her creative writing roots grew from an awkward youth spent roaming the roads of the United States, Gypsy style. Solitary confinement in a car, heading from one place to the next, gave her ample opportunity to practice the art of crafting stories. She now calls the middle woods of Upstate N.Y. home sweet home. Solicitors and company are not welcome! Contact LinksWebsite: http://hipsybohannon.weebly.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/catty4life1985Twitter: https://twitter.com/StalkingHipsyGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15257109.Hipsy_Bohannon Purchase LinksAmazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01G6ALRQI
My review: I received the book from the Ms. Bohannon to provide an honest review of her work.
Let me start out by saying that this is a very long story with a cliffhanger at the end for those of you who don't like cliffhangers. Also, there is one very brutal, descriptive rape assault on the heroine towards the end that left a lump in my throat. The author is very gifted in her writing skills and how she describes the incident put you right there as if you are watching the horror unfold. I don't want to give anything away but a discovery after the incident was a little unbelievable but I reminded myself that miracles do happen, and this is fiction.
The story is well developed, witty, suspenseful, gut-wrenching, and very entertaining. I thoroughly enjoyed the banter between Jezze and Elizabeth and the sex between them was off the chart scorching! We have two people here, one who had a shitty childhood filled with violence and turmoil, leaving him feeling unworthy, stupid, and used, and another who had the opposite upbringing and life until her verbally abusive husband left her. They seem to compliment each other in a mixed-up way that works.
Though there are challenges they must face and overcome, sometimes it's just plain heart-breaking to see how low Jezze has come with how he looks at himself. There were times when he seemed so strong and invincible, and then times when he let his past overwhelm his actions and thoughts. I especially hated when he resorted to his old ways to help Elizabeth out. It nearly destroyed him.
And Elizabeth, though she seems strong in most incidences, she's a complete door mat with her ex-husband. I hated how she didn't stand up to him. But I liked how she fought to keep her son and again the author did a great job of describing the horror of him being tugged back and forth between his parents, and the total sorrow that engulfed Elizabeth when she realized there was nothing she could do to stop her soon to be ex from taking the boy away.
This story had equal amounts of lightness and darkness, though probably more darkness toward the end. You find yourself rooting for Jezze and Elizabeth and that happy ending we all want at the end of a good story. Because that's what this is, a really good story that I enjoyed very much. There were a few misspelled words, and some missing words, and lastly point of view issues but none of that kept this from being a book that I was glad I had read. I look forward to reading part two because as you'll find out after reading She Let Herself Go, the story stops at a very critical part.
I hope you'll enjoy this book as much as I did!
Hers to Claim
Has a cover! Due for release on 10/1.
More to come!
More to come!
August 10, 2016
August 8, 2016
A Little Pampering
Lately I've been spoiling myself. Why not? I usually spend money on the grandkids, or put it in the house in the way of new doors, carpet, paint, etc. Even though it's my daughter's home I live with her and helping out makes me feel good. They don't ask me for anything. Recently though I've been spending money on me. New clothes, purse, tickets for three up-coming trips, that kind of thing. It feels damn good, too! Last night I went to dinner with my niece, it was her birthday, and I spent a little more time on my appearance. The first thing she said was, "Wow, look at you, looking all nice and current." lol Meaning, up on fashion.
Okay, maybe I do wear my clothes to death. But they still look decent and they are comfortable. Maybe a little too big and baggy is a better description.
Okay, maybe I do wear my clothes to death. But they still look decent and they are comfortable. Maybe a little too big and baggy is a better description.
August 6, 2016
August 5, 2016
Excerpt Burning Hunger
Never before posted!
She turned gracefully into his arms, and he pulled her even closer against him. The first thing Chaz noticed was her light scent, then the softness of her fragrant hair against his nose. He clenched his teeth, unprepared for the rapid reaction of his body. They moved slowly to the music, and he was aware of every movement her lower body made against his tortured hardening cock.
A soft sigh escaped her, and to his surprise Val wound her arms up and around his neck. It meshed their bodies until they became one. Does she know what she’s doing? There was no way he could hide his hard-on, and he found he didn’t want to. He wanted her to know what she was doing to him, to know that he wanted her. Without protest from her he wedged his leg between hers. He felt her shudder.
His hands flexed against her waist. Then, unable to help himself, his palms smoothed over her hips and around to her shapely bottom. Her jeans were skin tight, letting him feel that she wasn’t wearing panties. His cock throbbed at the discovery and he squeezed her rounded cheeks before he could stop himself. His breathing turned heavy as he imagined what it would feel like fucking her sweet ass.
Chaz wasn’t the only one breathing hard. Val was definitely affected by their intimate proximity. In fact, the lady was straining against him like a cat seeking to be petted. Smiling to himself, he nuzzled his nose into the hair behind her ear, before clamping his teeth down onto her earlobe and giving it a tug. He wanted to devour her.
She gasped and pulled back to meet his eyes. Even on the dark dance floor he could see hers were ablaze with desire. “I think we should return to our table now.”
Her tone was barely above a whisper, and shaky, and yet Chaz heard her loud and clear. He glanced over to see that the waitress had just delivered their food. “Maybe we can finish this later.” A vision of their naked, entangled bodies brought him into full-blown arousal, the kind that would linger until fed.
He seated her and then went around the table to sit in his own chair. God, he was hungry. And it wasn’t for the thick steak sitting in a puddle of blood on his plate. He was ravenous for Val, not just any woman, as it had been in the past. He wanted to taste every inch of her…inside and out.
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She turned gracefully into his arms, and he pulled her even closer against him. The first thing Chaz noticed was her light scent, then the softness of her fragrant hair against his nose. He clenched his teeth, unprepared for the rapid reaction of his body. They moved slowly to the music, and he was aware of every movement her lower body made against his tortured hardening cock.
A soft sigh escaped her, and to his surprise Val wound her arms up and around his neck. It meshed their bodies until they became one. Does she know what she’s doing? There was no way he could hide his hard-on, and he found he didn’t want to. He wanted her to know what she was doing to him, to know that he wanted her. Without protest from her he wedged his leg between hers. He felt her shudder.
His hands flexed against her waist. Then, unable to help himself, his palms smoothed over her hips and around to her shapely bottom. Her jeans were skin tight, letting him feel that she wasn’t wearing panties. His cock throbbed at the discovery and he squeezed her rounded cheeks before he could stop himself. His breathing turned heavy as he imagined what it would feel like fucking her sweet ass.
Chaz wasn’t the only one breathing hard. Val was definitely affected by their intimate proximity. In fact, the lady was straining against him like a cat seeking to be petted. Smiling to himself, he nuzzled his nose into the hair behind her ear, before clamping his teeth down onto her earlobe and giving it a tug. He wanted to devour her.
She gasped and pulled back to meet his eyes. Even on the dark dance floor he could see hers were ablaze with desire. “I think we should return to our table now.”
Her tone was barely above a whisper, and shaky, and yet Chaz heard her loud and clear. He glanced over to see that the waitress had just delivered their food. “Maybe we can finish this later.” A vision of their naked, entangled bodies brought him into full-blown arousal, the kind that would linger until fed.
He seated her and then went around the table to sit in his own chair. God, he was hungry. And it wasn’t for the thick steak sitting in a puddle of blood on his plate. He was ravenous for Val, not just any woman, as it had been in the past. He wanted to taste every inch of her…inside and out.
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August 4, 2016
Up-coming Release
Hers to Claim will be available on 10/1 folks! I should get the cover any day now. It's a short erotic romance that was previously released with Ellora's Cave. With a brand new cover and added content, I can't wait to release it.
Here's a little teaser!
Here's a little teaser!
August 3, 2016
August 1, 2016
Why is it so hard to let go?
I've reached a point in my life where I want and need less. That includes my living arrangement and the life-sucking chore of doing housework. In my quest to downsize my life, especially since I've retired from Disney and now live with my daughter and her family, I live in a small but comfortable area in the house that is a bedroom/living room combination, and a huge walk in closet. Takes me all of have an hour a week to keep clean, and I love it!
The problem is that over my lifetime I've accumulated things that I like. I parted with a ton of it before moving in with my daughter. Yet I still find a lot of it stored in containers beneath my bed, stacked in the closet, and a tall curio cabinet I purchased for the good stuff. Don't ask me to part with any of it because I can't. Some of it are items passed down to me from my grandmother, dad and mom. It meant something to them, therefore it means something to me. I'd like to hand certain things down to my grandchildren.
The dilemma I suddenly find myself in is my bed. I want to purchase a new one, the kind with built-in drawers in the side. Ikea has one I like and it would take up a lot less room. However the bed I have now is a huge cannon ball bed of solid wood, and about forty years old and I love it! When my daughter was little she often crawled into that bed with me for the night.
Why can't I let things go? Why is it so hard to replace our old crap with new and better crap? Once that bed is gone I know that I will miss it. I'm one of those people that gives stuff away and then wants it back later. I wish I could just say goodbye and never think about it again. I really don't know what to do.
Whatever I decide, I'm going to have to live with it.
