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"and then the sex comes up and delivers the creamy payoff, and we are onto the next clue and location..."

A review of Lion Hearted from E-Read Erotica! This is one of those reviews that used to stun me and kind of confuse me and inevitably I'd get upset because it left me confuzzled. And now I'm very much amused by them. And I mean that sincerely. It's a "I really liked this book!"..."now let me tell you everything I thought was wrong with it" kind of review. Despite the fact that I can't really tell for sure if she liked Lion Hearted or not, despite her assuring the reader she did repeatedly, I found the review amusing and it really tickled me. So I'm posting it.

I really do think she liked it, despite all the picked over points. I really do!...mostly. I think. ;)

As always, I am so glad people take time to read and review me, even if you did not totally adore my book I'm supremely grateful you read it and thought enough of it to put your opinions down on the subject. I'm going to go out of my way to see if I can get the next book in the Divination Falls series (Beast in Me, due imminently!) to this reviewer. I really want to see what she thinks of it!!

A non-p.s. p.s. I am on drugs. Any typos, boo-boos, or general stupidity you see on my blog for the next few days...forgive it! I had surgery Monday (minor, I'm healing nicely) but wheeeee! Percocet ;)

XOXO
Sommer

Snippet Sunday: some words from Under My Skin

A snippet from Under My Skin! :)

The blurb to give a general idea of the book:


House bought for a steal online when it turns out there’s a damn good reason—check.Malicious ghost with a body count to his name—check.Sad, lingering female spirit pining for her still living (but currently dying) fiancé—check.What’s a widowed medium to do when a departed soul asks to ride piggy back in her body?To share her space and get under her skin? Juliet Bale does the only thing she can do—with her twin sister’s good counsel—she lets Lanie share her body to help her dying beloved Elijah cross over. The problem is that with all the reuniting, and sharing one body, things get seriously intimate and Juliet can’t help but see exactly why Elijah Rivers was so beloved.It’s so wrong to sorta kinda fall for a dying man, and yet—check. 
And now the snippet:

I felt her again. His fiancée. Her energy sidled up to mine, wrapped around me, invaded my heart.

“You look familiar,” he said.

Uh-oh. I was picking up some of her physical characteristics from letting her energy entwine with mine. But for some reason, I felt she needed this, and I didn’t try to stop her. So it was very much the dead Lanie who stood on my tippy toes and planted a gentle but fervent kiss on his full lips. His shock was brief, his embarrassment evident as we said our goodbyes. He spared me another glance as he got in his truck. Still blushing.

For more snippets go HERE.

Cassidy Kingston: Magical Misfire Promo

Good morning! We have a guest today on UF. Cassidy Kingston has sent some info about her new release here for us to sample.

So sample away, folks! Have a great Sunday :)

XOXO
Sommer

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Magical Misfire: Mortals for Magic Book 1 releases on Feb 15, 2013 with Torrid books. It is the first in a series that will follow the employees at the Mortals for Magic law firm.

Blurb:
Kayla Bradley is a witch and she has a problem. She is so attracted to her boss, Ryan Cooper, that she can not control her magic when she is around him. Kayla tries to stay away from him, but her best friend Samantha thinks the only way she can cure her problem is to sleep with Cooper.

Ryan Cooper is a lawyer that helps magical people who have been discriminated against. After many disastrous encounters with Kayla, Cooper contacts his sister who tells him that witches sometimes misfire when sexually attracted to someone. Cooper takes matters into his own hands and seduces Kayla in his office after work one day. Will Kayla fall for his seduction?

Excerpt:

“Kayla, you have to come out.”
“No! I may never come out again.”
“We have to be back in the meeting in five, come on. It wasn’t that bad. I’m sure they didn’t even notice,” Samantha said then quickly covered her mouth to muffle the giggle she let slip out.
“Sam, are you laughing at my humiliation? You’re supposed to be my best friend. I’m sure they all noticed, I mean, I set his tie on fire!”
“Well, it’s funny. Come out I’m tired of talking to the bathroom stall door. Stop acting like a kid.”
Kayla slowly opened the stall door and walked out; her cheeks were still blazing red with embarrassment.
“Kayla, why are you still having misfires? We’ve had our full powers for five years now. You should’ve out grown those years ago.”
“I know; it just seems that every time I’m around Cooper, I get all nervous and things just happen.”
“Ohmigawd! You like him! You’re getting all hot and worked up for him and that’s what’s causing the misfires.”
“Maybe, I mean yeah I’m very attracted to him, way more than I’ve ever been attracted to anyone ever!”
“How long has it been, ya know, since you were with a man? Maybe that is what’s wrong; you have all this pent up energy and it needs to be released…by Cooper.”
“Umm not too long, well maybe a little while.”
“How long Kayla?”
“Two and a half years.”
“Wow! I would die”
“Samantha, stop being so overdramatic. You know that when Brad cheated on me it hurt me badly and I just haven’t been able to get close to another guy ever since.”
“Well if that’s what’s causing you to misfire, you need to get laid before you do some serious harm to the poor guy,” Sam said with a giggle. “You don’t have to jump into a relationship, just the sack. Now come on, we have to get back in the meeting.”
* * * *
The two women walked into the large conference room and sat at the end of the large table. On one side were two older witches and their lawyer. On the other side was Ryan Cooper, head litigator for the “Mortals For Magic” non profit. He specialized in witches and warlocks who had been treated unfairly only because of their magical abilities. Since the magical world let itself be known to the mortal world, there had been a backlash and a new type of discrimination had formed.
Cooper was the mortal son of a magical mother, so he was perfect to run the company even though his mother had long ago shunned her abilities in favor of a rich husband and privileged lifestyle. He was tall, with a dark complexion and short well kept dark blond hair and looked every bit the part of a lawyer. He knew the laws and understood that the magical people were like regular people, just with a little magic.
Cooper sat across from the two older witches, with the top two buttons on his shirt undone and his tie long gone; his collar showing only slight singe marks. He grinned his million dollar smile at the two older witches.
“Ladies, I am honored to give you this check that was sent to us today as severance from your job. The company would like to apologize for the misunderstanding. They are thankful for your years of service and wish you both the best in future endeavors.”
The older of the two ladies took the check, looked it over and said, “Well I’m still pissed they fired us just because we came out about our powers. We worked there twenty-five years. But to tell you the truth, I was getting tired of those idiots. And I’m sure this check will be enough for us to live on for the rest of out lives. Come on Louise, let’s hit the mall.”
The two older ladies stood up and almost sprinted out of the room. Cooper shook hands with their lawyer and walked him to the door then turned to face Sam and Kayla.
“Well that went well, all things considered.”
“Cooper I am so sorry, I guess I must be getting sick. I can pay for your tie and dry cleaning on your jacket.”
“No need to worry Kayla, my sister did worse when she was getting her powers. But she was much younger. I guess you should take the rest of the day off and go see if you can figure out what is causing the misfires. Sam if you could give us a moment alone I need to talk to Kayla.”
“Sure,” Sam said as she turned and walked out of the room, looking back over her shoulder giving Kayla a quick wink when she thought Cooper couldn’t see her.
Cooper walked over and placed a hand on Kayla’s shoulder, looking down at her with his crystal clear green eyes, “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah Cooper, I’m okay.”
“We can’t have our best magical investigator sick; go take care of your self.”
As soon as he walked out the door a silver stream shot from her finger and caused a small clap of thunder and a rain cloud appeared over the table.
Sam rounded the corner and stood at the door, looking up at the rain cloud.
“Oh lord Kayla, go get laid,” she said as she quickly zapped the raincloud away.

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Doo-doo-deeee-dooooo!

As many of you know that is my trumpet noise. Fierce, innit? Trumpet noises only come out for big news, and I think this is super big news. It took a few days to sink in, actually.

Turns out my lovely publisher Xcite has sold the rights to my book Restless Spirit to Sourcebooks. So I will be part of a US invasion...um, even though I already live here. I guess I am the invader on the inside.

My book and some other wonderful Xcite books will be coming in print to the US.

How's that or nifty news? Look for me at a bookstore near you come December. *flails* *dies*.

XOXO
Sommer

I ♥ Alison Tyler, I ♥ Violet Blue!

And you will too. Alison Tyler's fiercely hot story "The Pick-Up Artist" from my book Gritty: Rough Erotic Fiction is up right now on Violet Blue's website Tiny Nibbles. Totally free. Whole story. In all its glorious hotness. Just for you.

So go check it out. Make sure to leave a thank you kiss on your way out.

XOXO
Sommer

Happy Valentine's Day! Something free and...

Sexy for your ears! I am so very excited that Rose Caraway's reading me. I've been listening to her Kiss Me Quick podcasts lately and man she is talented. So I'm blushing a pretty Valentine's Day red to hear her reading my words.

This story Laugh is from Rachel Kramer Bussel's Gotta Have It which Rose just read for Audible.

To get your MP3 copy of Laugh by right clicking the link below, and selecting "save link as". http://traffic.libsyn.com/kisstherose/Laugh_by_Sommer_Marsden_Gotta_Have_I.mp3

When you're done listening, be sure to friend Rose on Facebook and check out her other amazing podcasts. Your ears (and some other bits) will thank you!

XOXO
Sommer

"That being said, there was a lot of sex..."

I know I've posted here lately (and even way back) about trying to avoid reading reviews if I can. I figure if I need to see them I'll either stumble over them or folks will pass them along to me. People are awesome that way, they tend to pass on good news they see. Sometimes I do manage to do to the first, usually looking for a link or fiddling around in my Amazon page.

The other day I I stumbled over a new review for Lion Hearted on Amazon. It was short and sweet and the ending line made me laugh out loud: "That being said, there was a lot of sex."

The whole thing (and some other nice reviews) can be found on the book's page on Amazon.

Happy Fat Tuesday, chère! I'm going to try my hand at a gluten free King Cake today if I have the time. Cross your fingers for me.


XOXO
Sommer

I parted my lips so he could taste my tongue...

Did you miss me? I've sure missed you. I'll blog more about the last week of being away in the next day or so, but in the meantime...

Happy Valentine's Day! (almost ;) ) I can't imagine V day without V as in Victoria Blisse. And as usual, she has a big shindig going on to celebrate. Below is my Blisse Kiss Chase entry. A lovely, slightly taboo kiss from my book Wanderlust . For some reason when a person mentions kissing to me, my mind always goes to Johnny Rose. It's possibly wrong to be so hung up on someone who only exists in your head but, well, it is what it is... ;)

XOXO
Sommer













From Wanderlust
by Sommer Marsden



My throat, the part that still remained open, felt tight. I curled my fingers over him again, feeling his cock respond. He looked angry. Begrudging me the power I had over him and his body. Mine was great as his at this moment in time, despite the tableau you might see should you look at us.

He tightened his grip on my neck a little and I smiled. “Go on. Do it,” I said again. “This is the knife edge for you, Johnny. Do you want to run your fingers over it?”

He was in a position to hurt someone again. He might not love me, but he cared about me, that much I knew. This was where he saw what I saw—a good fucking man. A tainted, broken, fractured man who hid from the darkness in his past. But a good man all the same.
I rubbed him with the tip of my fingers and sucked in a thin sip of air. He kept his fingers curled around my neck but leaned in to kiss me.

“Yes,” I said against his lips and he grunted.

I parted my lips so he could taste my tongue. I took each slippery thrust as he kissed me. His hands stayed, pinning me there, while he worked his buckle and his fly one handed. “Push them down,” he said, meaning my pants.

I tried, both hands were free, but my fingers tingled from lack of air and fear. I had just enough air to be safe, but enough was restricted that I could feel the surreal floaty feeling of disconnect. He opened his palm for a moment, pushed with me and my jeans puddle around my ankles. Sweeping my panties down, he knifed his hand up the inside of my thigh, pausing just enough to test me. To see if I was wet. It was a perfunctory, clinical prod and it turned me on. He was too intent to finesse me and I liked that.

The hand was back, the great sweet gusts of air gone and his mouth returned to bear down on mine. “Open your legs, Aurelia.”

I'll be back...

On February 10th. I'm buckling down to work and have some down time. Until my return, I've given you something nice to look at. :)

Don't forget to stop back and see me then. I'm part of a fun Valentine's Day giveaway extravaganza. In the meantime, don't do anything I wouldn't do...which pretty much leaves you open to do whatever you like.

Much love,
Sommer


photo credit: rbbaird via photopin cc

I can't look!

Or at least I'm trying not to. There seems to suddenly be a crushing amount of...stuff in my life right now. Both RL and work life. For some reason I can't explain they are not one in the same. Anyway, life stuff is a mixed bag, some good, some bad, some very stressful. And the work stuff is just overwhelming at the moment.

So I am going to attempt, that being the operative word, to look at online stuff less for a bit. Maybe just pop on once or twice a day to say howdy if that. I think it will leave me with more time to work/manage stuff than I'm even anticipating.

That being said, I do get sad if my blog is naked for too long. You'll probably see me hopping on to show you a pretty picture or give a brief update. What's that song, though, from the 80s? Don't forget me when I'm gone...My heart would break...is that Wham? (Google says no. Glass Tiger is the band).

See! This is why I'm taking a little breaky-poo from being online 24/7, my brain has turned to banana pudding ;)

Of course, I'm always around on email if you get desperate. I'll be answering those as obsessively as ever. ;)

XOXO
Sommer