Giselle Renarde's Blog, page 50
October 21, 2015
This is the day we've all been waiting for!
Okay, it's the day I'VE been waiting for. (No, not Back to the Future Day...)Ever since I got that email from CreateSpace saying they're FINALLY going to start distributing directly to the Amazon.ca site, I've been antsy about seeing my new lesbian novel, The Other Side of Ruth, pop up there.
Well, today's the day! http://www.amazon.ca/The-Other-Side-Ruth-Lesbian/dp/151776159X
Okay, maybe not THE day, because although Ruth is listed at the Canadian Amazon site, it's listed with this caveat:
Temporarily out of stock.
Order now and we'll deliver when available. We'll e-mail you with an estimated delivery date as soon as we have more information. Your account will only be charged when we ship the item.
Ships from and sold by Amazon.ca.
Gift-wrap available.
I'm guessing it'll be listed as "in stock" soon, so if you're Canadian and waiting anxiously to purchase your copy from Amazon, be sure to fill in your email address on the page and Amazon will email you when it's officially available.
Here's that link again: http://www.amazon.ca/The-Other-Side-Ruth-Lesbian/dp/151776159X
If you buy your books elsewhere, like at an independent bookstore, or if you get books at the library, ask them to order a copy. They should be able to, although I think it can take a number of weeks for titles to populate from CreateSpace to certain vendors. But can't hurt to ask, and you'll be doing me a huge favour by spreading the word about Ruth.
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Canada just got hotter!
October 18, 2015
Guest Post: On Doing, and Writing, Blood Sports
A Guest Post by Xan West
Part of the "Show Yourself To Me" Blog Tour
The first play party I went to was at Castlebar, a dungeon space in San Francisco that has been closed for over a decade. It was originally a warehouse, had high ceilings and a big central room where most of the play happened. There were also smaller rooms you could rent for private play, and social areas with comfortable chairs and couches. I was a novice, and I’m sure my eyes were wide and my gaze hungry and fascinated and frightened all at once, as I took everything in.
I had braved my way into a dyke leather social. I went alone, heart in my throat, hands that couldn’t stop fidgeting, fascinated by things that barely made sense to me. Why was there a bowl of clothespins on each table that seemed to delight people so much? They were colorful, different sizes, but what did they mean?
I managed to connect with a few folks at the social, despite being completely distracted by the fact that all these queer women were actually kinky. Our small group, that included a couple other novices and one experienced player, decided to go out to dinner and then go to the women’s play party that very evening. I was barely able to pay attention to anything during dinner, barely able to eat. Excited, scared, trembling a bit with nerves, I walked in the door.
Castlebar had this disclaimer form that you signed before they let you in, acknowledging that you understood what you were getting yourself into, along with a set of rules to read. They also had a list of what you might see in huge letters right at the door. I had read a lot about BDSM, of course. But I didn’t know enough terminology to understand some of what was on that list. The words I did know made me feel even more nervous. But also…free. Like the point was to accept that I might see anything, or everything, that I had fantasized about, and a hell of a lot more possibilities I hadn’t even dreamed of.
I wandered around the party, losing my group almost immediately. I must have spent a good three hours in the big dungeon space, watching. Just watching. It was enormously liberating, the idea that it was totally ok to watch. I’d been to fag public sex spaces before, and there was often this air of secretiveness, of avoiding the gaze, hiding in the shadows of the back room at the bar. This was very well lit, and the edges of the room had chairs where you could just sit, and look, welcomed that. It was a revelation, this ability to just look, and listen, as people did kink. To let myself sink into fantasy as I did so. It changed me.
After I’d had my (temporary) fill of watching for the night, I was a bit giddy. I went into one of the social rooms and sat on a comfortable chair, began to chat with some dykes close by. One of them was this butch who was preparing to top someone in one of the private rooms, and was revving herself up for that. She pulled out some needles and explained, in a casual cheerful tone, that piercing was one of the ways she got herself ready to top, that it put her in the right headspace. She stripped off her vest, and began piercing her own chest. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, so close, no voyeuristic distance between us.
Her gaze lifted and she looked right at me, and said, in this husky voice all changed from the firm cheerful one of a moment ago, “This works better if someone does it for me.”
I explained that I didn’t know how. She said she’d teach me.
Oh, she did, giving a quick and dirty explanation about safety precautions, then holding my gaze as she explained that she thought of it as fucking. That you were fucking someone’s skin this way, and that’s what made it so hot. That made a lot of sense to me, especially once I had a needle in my hand, and it was inside her skin, blood running down her chest. Oh yes, this was a glorious way to fuck someone.
She gave me a few needles to take with me. I kept them for years.
That was my first lesson. The next time I learned blood sports was in a class I had organized a few years later, because no one else was asking people to teach the damn subject. A leather dyke stood in front of the room and had us practice on mangos with scalpels. She talked about the need to be especially careful and responsible when doing blood sports in public because they were so taboo (a huge contrast to my first lesson in blood sports). What I remember most about that class was learning that I didn’t have to draw the blood for blood sports to get me high as a kite. Just watching her cut into her submissive, and I experienced this intense beautiful rush that had me loopy for hours.
I don’t just get that experience from doing blood sports, or watching. I get it from writing blood sports, too, especially when characters drink blood. If I write a blood sports scene well enough, I can see it so clearly in my mind, feel the deep sadism and burst of desire and satisfaction all wrapped together. I’m a sadist who loves making tears fall and loves drawing blood. When the writing is good, it can get me off just to write about licking either fluid from a bottom’s skin, or watching the glory of them slowly dripping.
I write blood sports into my stories more than most folks, and it’s not just because I love them and get off writing them. It’s also because blood means so much, is such a nuanced and varied path for play, for intimacy, and for communicating culture. Blood play is a lovely element that can add so much to a story.
Most of the vampire erotica I’ve read seems to think of feeding on blood as a metaphor for sex, an aphrodisiac, an expression of power, or a path to intimacy. And certainly blood sports can feel like all of those things, but they are also a pleasure unto themselves, complete and beautiful and scorchingly hot. My vampire story, “Willing”, is written from the perspective of a sadist and a blood sports enthusiast, and I think it brings something different because of that. Here is a taste for you, a short ride inside this vampire’s desire for blood. As a heads up, this excerpt includes descriptions of pain play, D/s and blood sports.
Having a taste of blood sports as a novice helped me know something very important about myself as a top, was one of the first times I touched my sadism. I came to kink as an edge player, and this experience was a vital moment of recognition that I was an edge player from both sides of the kneel. I treasure that, and want to offer opportunities for similar moments of recognition in my erotica.
About Show Yourself To Me
For ebook or print copies at Go Deeper Press: http://godeeperpress.com/projects/show-yourself-to-me-by-xan-west/
For ebook on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Show-Yourself-Me-Queer-Erotica-ebook/dp/B015RVWLGM/ref=dondes-20
Barnes and Noble:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/show-yourself-to-me-xan-west/1122731925?ean=2940152666939
Book Description:
In Show Yourself to Me: Queer Kink Erotica, Xan West introduces us to pretty boys and nervous boys, vulnerable tops and dominant sadists, good girls and fierce girls and scared little girls, mean Daddies and loving Daddies and Daddies that are terrifying in delicious ways.
Submissive queers go to alleys to suck cock, get bent over the bathroom sink by a handsome stranger, choose to face their fears, have their Daddy orchestrate a gang bang in the park, and get their dream gender-play scene—tied to a sling in an accessible dungeon.
Dominants find hope and take risks, fall hard and push edges, get fucked and devour the fear and tears that their sadist hearts desire.
Within these 24 stories, you will meet queers who build community together, who are careful about how they play with power, who care deeply about consent. You will meet trans and genderqueer folks who are hot for each other, who mentor each other, who do the kind of gender play that is only possible with other trans and genderqueer folks.
This is Show Yourself to Me. Get ready for a very wild ride.
My website: xanwest.wordpress.com.
The stops on the blog tour:October 1: Xan West https://xanwest.wordpress.com/October 2: Book Birthday! Go Deeper Press http://godeeperpress.com/October 3: Heather Elizabeth https://kinkopedia.wordpress.com/October 4: Sinclair Sexsmith http://www.sugarbutch.net/October 5: Hermia Swann http://www.cuntext.com/October 6: Dilo Keith https://dilokeith.wordpress.com/ and Cecilia Tan http://blog.ceciliatan.com/October 7: Kinky Brits http://thekinkybrits.com/October 8: Stella Harris http://stellaharris.net/October 9: F. Leonora Solomon https://fdotleonora.wordpress.com/October 10: Tasha Harrison http://tashalharrison.com/October 11: Benji Bright http://www.theeroticledger.com/October 12: Tamsin Flowers http://tamsinflowers.com/ and Karida http://submissionandthecity.com/October 13: Cassandra Perry http://cassandrajperry.com/October 14: Peep Scoop http://www.peepscoop.com/ and Radical Access Mapping Project https://radicalaccessiblecommunities.wordpress.com/October 15: Sugar Cunt http://www.sugarcuntwrites.com/October 16: Emily Byrne http://writeremilylbyrne.blogspot.com/October 17: Oleander Plume http://poisonpendirtymind.com/October 18: K. A. Smith https://authorka.wordpress.com/October 19: Giselle Renarde http://donutsdesires.blogspot.com/October 20: Butchtastic Kyle http://www.butchtastic.net/October 21: Lisabet Sarai http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/October 22: Syrens https://syrens.wordpress.com/October 23: Anna Sky http://www.iamannasky.com/October 24: Jade A. Waters http://jadeawaters.com/October 25: Ashley Young https://indigostheory.wordpress.com/October 26: Rebekah Weatherspoon http://www.rebekahweatherspoon.com/October 27: Malin James http://malinjames.com/October 28: BD Swain http://www.bdswain.com/ and Jillian Boyd http://jillianboydauthor.wordpress.com/October 29: Kaleigh Trace http://thefuckingfacts.com/October 30: Kiki DeLovely https://kikidelovely.wordpress.com/October 31: Xan West https://xanwest.wordpress.com/ and Annabeth Leong http://annabetherotica.com/Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
Part of the "Show Yourself To Me" Blog Tour
The first play party I went to was at Castlebar, a dungeon space in San Francisco that has been closed for over a decade. It was originally a warehouse, had high ceilings and a big central room where most of the play happened. There were also smaller rooms you could rent for private play, and social areas with comfortable chairs and couches. I was a novice, and I’m sure my eyes were wide and my gaze hungry and fascinated and frightened all at once, as I took everything in.
I had braved my way into a dyke leather social. I went alone, heart in my throat, hands that couldn’t stop fidgeting, fascinated by things that barely made sense to me. Why was there a bowl of clothespins on each table that seemed to delight people so much? They were colorful, different sizes, but what did they mean?
I managed to connect with a few folks at the social, despite being completely distracted by the fact that all these queer women were actually kinky. Our small group, that included a couple other novices and one experienced player, decided to go out to dinner and then go to the women’s play party that very evening. I was barely able to pay attention to anything during dinner, barely able to eat. Excited, scared, trembling a bit with nerves, I walked in the door.
Castlebar had this disclaimer form that you signed before they let you in, acknowledging that you understood what you were getting yourself into, along with a set of rules to read. They also had a list of what you might see in huge letters right at the door. I had read a lot about BDSM, of course. But I didn’t know enough terminology to understand some of what was on that list. The words I did know made me feel even more nervous. But also…free. Like the point was to accept that I might see anything, or everything, that I had fantasized about, and a hell of a lot more possibilities I hadn’t even dreamed of.
I wandered around the party, losing my group almost immediately. I must have spent a good three hours in the big dungeon space, watching. Just watching. It was enormously liberating, the idea that it was totally ok to watch. I’d been to fag public sex spaces before, and there was often this air of secretiveness, of avoiding the gaze, hiding in the shadows of the back room at the bar. This was very well lit, and the edges of the room had chairs where you could just sit, and look, welcomed that. It was a revelation, this ability to just look, and listen, as people did kink. To let myself sink into fantasy as I did so. It changed me.
After I’d had my (temporary) fill of watching for the night, I was a bit giddy. I went into one of the social rooms and sat on a comfortable chair, began to chat with some dykes close by. One of them was this butch who was preparing to top someone in one of the private rooms, and was revving herself up for that. She pulled out some needles and explained, in a casual cheerful tone, that piercing was one of the ways she got herself ready to top, that it put her in the right headspace. She stripped off her vest, and began piercing her own chest. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, so close, no voyeuristic distance between us.
Her gaze lifted and she looked right at me, and said, in this husky voice all changed from the firm cheerful one of a moment ago, “This works better if someone does it for me.”
I explained that I didn’t know how. She said she’d teach me.
Oh, she did, giving a quick and dirty explanation about safety precautions, then holding my gaze as she explained that she thought of it as fucking. That you were fucking someone’s skin this way, and that’s what made it so hot. That made a lot of sense to me, especially once I had a needle in my hand, and it was inside her skin, blood running down her chest. Oh yes, this was a glorious way to fuck someone.
She gave me a few needles to take with me. I kept them for years.
That was my first lesson. The next time I learned blood sports was in a class I had organized a few years later, because no one else was asking people to teach the damn subject. A leather dyke stood in front of the room and had us practice on mangos with scalpels. She talked about the need to be especially careful and responsible when doing blood sports in public because they were so taboo (a huge contrast to my first lesson in blood sports). What I remember most about that class was learning that I didn’t have to draw the blood for blood sports to get me high as a kite. Just watching her cut into her submissive, and I experienced this intense beautiful rush that had me loopy for hours.
I don’t just get that experience from doing blood sports, or watching. I get it from writing blood sports, too, especially when characters drink blood. If I write a blood sports scene well enough, I can see it so clearly in my mind, feel the deep sadism and burst of desire and satisfaction all wrapped together. I’m a sadist who loves making tears fall and loves drawing blood. When the writing is good, it can get me off just to write about licking either fluid from a bottom’s skin, or watching the glory of them slowly dripping.
I write blood sports into my stories more than most folks, and it’s not just because I love them and get off writing them. It’s also because blood means so much, is such a nuanced and varied path for play, for intimacy, and for communicating culture. Blood play is a lovely element that can add so much to a story.
Most of the vampire erotica I’ve read seems to think of feeding on blood as a metaphor for sex, an aphrodisiac, an expression of power, or a path to intimacy. And certainly blood sports can feel like all of those things, but they are also a pleasure unto themselves, complete and beautiful and scorchingly hot. My vampire story, “Willing”, is written from the perspective of a sadist and a blood sports enthusiast, and I think it brings something different because of that. Here is a taste for you, a short ride inside this vampire’s desire for blood. As a heads up, this excerpt includes descriptions of pain play, D/s and blood sports.
“Please use me, Sir,” is all he says.
Mine. Possessiveness washes over me. I double the belt and start slamming him with it, the welts rising rapidly. Vision begins to blur. This is all about sound and movement. My body senses where to strike. My blows hammer him into the table. I can feel a growl building in my throat as his scent shifts. My cock swells as I hurl the belt into his back in rapid crashing surges.
“Mine,” I growl. “Mine to hurt. Mine to use. Mine to feed on. Mine.”
The possessiveness rises in me, a tsunami cresting and breaking over him as I blast the belt into his back, rending his skin. Welts form on top of welts and break the surface. He is moaning as I howl, the beast fully in my skin and oh so hungry. I lay the belt across the back of his neck and crouch on the table above him, eyes focused on the gashes opening his back to me. I drop on top of him, rubbing my chest into the blood on his back.
I breathe the scent of him in and growl happily, “Mine.”
I free my cock, swollen to bursting, and shed my pants. I will savor the first real taste. Right now, it’s enough to smell it and feel it against my skin, and I know there is more for the taking. I rub it onto my cock, stroking it in as I close my eyes. I want inside, now. Want to rend him open. Thrust myself into him, bloody and hard. I want to tear his back open with claws and teeth, and feast.
I describe this to him, and he moans his consent. “Please, Sir,” he says softly. “Please.”
He is all want and need and crave, and where his hunger meets mine, we will crest.
Having a taste of blood sports as a novice helped me know something very important about myself as a top, was one of the first times I touched my sadism. I came to kink as an edge player, and this experience was a vital moment of recognition that I was an edge player from both sides of the kneel. I treasure that, and want to offer opportunities for similar moments of recognition in my erotica.
About Show Yourself To Me
For ebook or print copies at Go Deeper Press: http://godeeperpress.com/projects/show-yourself-to-me-by-xan-west/
For ebook on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Show-Yourself-Me-Queer-Erotica-ebook/dp/B015RVWLGM/ref=dondes-20
Barnes and Noble:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/show-yourself-to-me-xan-west/1122731925?ean=2940152666939
Book Description:
In Show Yourself to Me: Queer Kink Erotica, Xan West introduces us to pretty boys and nervous boys, vulnerable tops and dominant sadists, good girls and fierce girls and scared little girls, mean Daddies and loving Daddies and Daddies that are terrifying in delicious ways.
Submissive queers go to alleys to suck cock, get bent over the bathroom sink by a handsome stranger, choose to face their fears, have their Daddy orchestrate a gang bang in the park, and get their dream gender-play scene—tied to a sling in an accessible dungeon.
Dominants find hope and take risks, fall hard and push edges, get fucked and devour the fear and tears that their sadist hearts desire.
Within these 24 stories, you will meet queers who build community together, who are careful about how they play with power, who care deeply about consent. You will meet trans and genderqueer folks who are hot for each other, who mentor each other, who do the kind of gender play that is only possible with other trans and genderqueer folks.
This is Show Yourself to Me. Get ready for a very wild ride.
My website: xanwest.wordpress.com.
The stops on the blog tour:October 1: Xan West https://xanwest.wordpress.com/October 2: Book Birthday! Go Deeper Press http://godeeperpress.com/October 3: Heather Elizabeth https://kinkopedia.wordpress.com/October 4: Sinclair Sexsmith http://www.sugarbutch.net/October 5: Hermia Swann http://www.cuntext.com/October 6: Dilo Keith https://dilokeith.wordpress.com/ and Cecilia Tan http://blog.ceciliatan.com/October 7: Kinky Brits http://thekinkybrits.com/October 8: Stella Harris http://stellaharris.net/October 9: F. Leonora Solomon https://fdotleonora.wordpress.com/October 10: Tasha Harrison http://tashalharrison.com/October 11: Benji Bright http://www.theeroticledger.com/October 12: Tamsin Flowers http://tamsinflowers.com/ and Karida http://submissionandthecity.com/October 13: Cassandra Perry http://cassandrajperry.com/October 14: Peep Scoop http://www.peepscoop.com/ and Radical Access Mapping Project https://radicalaccessiblecommunities.wordpress.com/October 15: Sugar Cunt http://www.sugarcuntwrites.com/October 16: Emily Byrne http://writeremilylbyrne.blogspot.com/October 17: Oleander Plume http://poisonpendirtymind.com/October 18: K. A. Smith https://authorka.wordpress.com/October 19: Giselle Renarde http://donutsdesires.blogspot.com/October 20: Butchtastic Kyle http://www.butchtastic.net/October 21: Lisabet Sarai http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/October 22: Syrens https://syrens.wordpress.com/October 23: Anna Sky http://www.iamannasky.com/October 24: Jade A. Waters http://jadeawaters.com/October 25: Ashley Young https://indigostheory.wordpress.com/October 26: Rebekah Weatherspoon http://www.rebekahweatherspoon.com/October 27: Malin James http://malinjames.com/October 28: BD Swain http://www.bdswain.com/ and Jillian Boyd http://jillianboydauthor.wordpress.com/October 29: Kaleigh Trace http://thefuckingfacts.com/October 30: Kiki DeLovely https://kikidelovely.wordpress.com/October 31: Xan West https://xanwest.wordpress.com/ and Annabeth Leong http://annabetherotica.com/Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
October 16, 2015
#MySexySaturday Our Sexy (Lesbian) Love
I guess I haven't explained this in a while.My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop where all the authors post a book excerpt of 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs on roughly the same topic.
This week's theme is Our Sexy Love, and it's suggested that we might feature a couple that's been together for a long time... or a short time.
Well, my new book, The Other Side of Ruth, has both.
Ruth is celebrating her 25th wedding anniversary with her husband, Lawrence. Not so fast... she's also fallen hopelessly in love with a 24-year-old girl. Ruth knows she shouldn't give in to that love, but she doesn't care. After more than 50 years of feeling like she was missing something, the pieces finally fit together. Ruth's never felt physical chemistry with her husband, or for any man. With Agnes, everything is different. Twenty-five years of marriage, and Ruth realizes she's a lesbian.
When Agnes comes on to Ruth, it's full steam ahead--husband or not.
Agnes leaned in, leaned close. “I mean… do you want to?”
That’s when Ruth realized she was about to get kissed. She focused on Agnes’s pink lips because, goodness, they were so full and beautiful even without cosmetic enhancement. She found herself drawn to that mouth, moth to flame.
Ruth’s chocolate-mint breath bounced from Agnes’s lips back to hers when she said, “Sure I want to.”
When Agnes’s hands landed at Ruth’s sides, attraction transformed to fear. Ruth tried to escape, but Agnes insisted. The back of Ruth’s head met a stair. Nowhere to hide. Their chests touched with every breath, and Ruth found herself hoping the girl would press those gorgeous breasts fully against hers. She could feel that sensation on the horizon, like a blast of hot anticipation.
Yes, she wanted it.
Agnes kissed her, softly, on the lips, and Ruth’s whole body turned liquid. She would have dripped down the stairs if Agnes hadn’t been there to hold her in place. When that youthful tongue infiltrated her mouth, she moaned. The heat was unbearable. She felt itchy on the inside, where nothing but a kiss could scratch—a cause and cure wrapped into one.
How long since she’d been kissed this way? Since she’d kissed her husband, even?
The Other Side of Ruth is available as an ebook from numerous retailers, including:
BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-other-side-of-ruth-giselle-renarde/1122799015All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-theothersideofruthalesbiannovel-1907042-149.html
Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/ebook/the-other-side-of-ruth-a-lesbian-novel
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/585628
Excitica: http://www.excitica.com/index.php/the-other-side-of-ruth-a-lesbian-novel.html
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Ruth-Lesbian-Novel-ebook/dp/B016P2CTL4?tag=dondes-20
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B016P2CTL4
Amazon Canada: http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B016P2CTL4
Amazon Australia: http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B016P2CTL4
Read my waaaay TMI post about The Other Side of Ruth at http://ohgetagrip.blogspot.ca/2015/10/make-room-for-ruth.html
Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
The Other Side of Ruth: A Lesbian Novel
There's so much I could tell you about this book. I said a great deal about it yesterday at Oh Get A Grip! I will say more in the days and weeks to come. But, for now, the basics:
My lesbian novel The Other Side of Ruth is now available as an ebook from eXcessica Publishing and in print. Many of you have been waiting for Ruth for YEARS. Thank you for your patience! I'm so pleased with how it's turned out, and I know you'll enjoy it too.
The Other Side of Ruth
A Lesbian Novel
by Giselle Renarde
Ruth loves her husband, but she keeps secrets from him. Big secrets.
When a notoriously lesbian neighbour returns home to Toronto from Art School in Montreal, Ruth finds herself unmistakeably attracted. Agnes is quirky, creative, and significantly younger. Despite their age difference, Agnes welcomes Ruth’s attention.
But Agnes has secrets of her own. She plays hide-and-seek on Ruth, disappearing for months at a time. Where does she go? And what emotions are brewing between Ruth’s husband and his closest friend? Everyone on the block seems to be hiding something, and Ruth isn’t sure how long she can conceal her true self from the neighbours.
After twenty-five years married to a man, can Ruth find a place in her life for ambiguous, artsy Agnes? Or will the younger woman’s demons devour them both?
A lesbian novel.
Get ready for lots of links.
Ruth is available as an ebook from numerous retailers, including:
BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-other-side-of-ruth-giselle-renarde/1122799015All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-theothersideofruthalesbiannovel-1907042-149.html
Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/ebook/the-other-side-of-ruth-a-lesbian-novel
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/585628
Excitica: http://www.excitica.com/index.php/the-other-side-of-ruth-a-lesbian-novel.html
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Ruth-Lesbian-Novel-ebook/dp/B016P2CTL4?tag=dondes-20
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B016P2CTL4
Amazon Canada: http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B016P2CTL4
Amazon Australia: http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B016P2CTL4
“You still live with that bald guy?” Agnes asked.
“Lawrence? Yes.” Ruth watched the girl slip into the front room. She ached to follow, but couldn’t bring herself to move. “That bald guy is my husband.”
A sour sensation rolled through Ruth’s stomach.
My husband.
She took a sip of peppermint hot chocolate, and that helped.
Agnes tilted her head to read the titles on the built-in bookshelf. “I always thought you were too good for that dude.”
Ruth watched through the stair railings, not knowing quite how to respond. Too good for him? Was that a compliment?
“You always looked so young and beautiful, out there working in your garden. He looked old. Way too old for you.”
Ruth laughed without meaning to. “Lawrence looks younger today than he did ten years ago. Men are lucky that way.”
Agnes looked Ruth straight in the eye. “Bet you could still get lucky if you really wanted to.”
Was that… a come-on?
The Other Side of Ruth is also available in print at http://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Ruth-Lesbian-Novel/dp/151776159X?tag=dondes-20
If you purchase directly from https://www.createspace.com/5794017
you can use Coupon Code AN5EWZTX
for $5.00 off the purchase price!Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
October 14, 2015
I figured out how to do something cool AND it'll save readers money!
Many of you have been purchasing my books in print lately (especially the lesbian fiction), and I LOVE that about you! AND I've got good news:
My lesbian novel The Other Side of Ruth comes out with eXcessica on Friday, but the paperback is already available for purchase.
Exciting? Yes!
More exciting: I just found out how to generate coupons at CreateSpace!
If you purchase directly from https://www.createspace.com/5794017
you can use Coupon Code AN5EWZTX
for $5.00 off the purchase price!
If you want the ebook, it's just two more sleeps. If you're going to buy the paperback anyway, get it at CreateSpace and save five dollars!
Oh, and I just finished writing a blog post about Ruth for Oh Get A Grip, but it doesn't go live until 10/15/15 at 1 in the morning. So if you're reading this after that, get the inside scoop: http://ohgetagrip.blogspot.com/2015/10/make-room-for-ruth.htmlGiselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
My lesbian novel The Other Side of Ruth comes out with eXcessica on Friday, but the paperback is already available for purchase.Exciting? Yes!
More exciting: I just found out how to generate coupons at CreateSpace!
If you purchase directly from https://www.createspace.com/5794017
you can use Coupon Code AN5EWZTX
for $5.00 off the purchase price!
If you want the ebook, it's just two more sleeps. If you're going to buy the paperback anyway, get it at CreateSpace and save five dollars!
Oh, and I just finished writing a blog post about Ruth for Oh Get A Grip, but it doesn't go live until 10/15/15 at 1 in the morning. So if you're reading this after that, get the inside scoop: http://ohgetagrip.blogspot.com/2015/10/make-room-for-ruth.htmlGiselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
October 13, 2015
Canadians Can Be Thankful
Got a nice bit of news yesterday, which was Monday of the Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada. I planned to share it last night, but, due to a turkey-induced food coma, I fell asleep on the couch.
But I'm partially awake now, so here is the news I received from CreateSpace:
What does this mean for YOU (assuming you're Canadian)? It means print versions of my books will now be available directly via the Canadian Amazon site.
I know this sounds like "so what?" news, so I'll tell you why it matters to me.
A couple years ago, when I published my award-winning trans lesbian novel The Red Satin Collection at CreateSpace, a library system in New Brunswick expressed interest in carrying the book. The problem was that they purchased their books at Amazon.ca (which was a surprise to me--I thought all libraries purchased through special secret library-only channels) and The Red Satin Collection was not available for purchase at Amazon.ca. For whatever reason, they couldn't buy from the .com site or any other channels.
When you're an author who starts self-publishing (especially when you began your career in a small press world), suddenly you're thrust into handling all aspects of your own little publishing business. And sometimes you don't know what the hell you're doing.
In this instance, I contacted CreateSpace and asked how this library could go about purchasing the book at Amazon.ca. In the end, I couldn't solve the problem. Now, two years later, CreateSpace has solved it. They're making print books available at the Canadian site.
Why it took so long... well, don't ask me. I still find this business baffling. But, in true Thanksgiving tradition, I'm grateful that Canadians will now be able to purchase my paperbacks more easily.Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
But I'm partially awake now, so here is the news I received from CreateSpace:
Hello,
Starting October 8, we began making CreateSpace titles enrolled in the Amazon.com sales channel available directly to readers in Canada on Amazon.ca. Your title may already be offered on Amazon.ca through Expanded Distribution or other channels, but now you can earn the same royalty on Amazon.ca that you would earn for a sale on Amazon.com.
You can expect to see a title enrolled in the Amazon.com sales channel on Amazon.ca in 30 days. [...]
Best regards,
The CreateSpace Team
What does this mean for YOU (assuming you're Canadian)? It means print versions of my books will now be available directly via the Canadian Amazon site.
I know this sounds like "so what?" news, so I'll tell you why it matters to me.
A couple years ago, when I published my award-winning trans lesbian novel The Red Satin Collection at CreateSpace, a library system in New Brunswick expressed interest in carrying the book. The problem was that they purchased their books at Amazon.ca (which was a surprise to me--I thought all libraries purchased through special secret library-only channels) and The Red Satin Collection was not available for purchase at Amazon.ca. For whatever reason, they couldn't buy from the .com site or any other channels. When you're an author who starts self-publishing (especially when you began your career in a small press world), suddenly you're thrust into handling all aspects of your own little publishing business. And sometimes you don't know what the hell you're doing.
In this instance, I contacted CreateSpace and asked how this library could go about purchasing the book at Amazon.ca. In the end, I couldn't solve the problem. Now, two years later, CreateSpace has solved it. They're making print books available at the Canadian site.
Why it took so long... well, don't ask me. I still find this business baffling. But, in true Thanksgiving tradition, I'm grateful that Canadians will now be able to purchase my paperbacks more easily.Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
September 30, 2015
The Lesbians Have It!
What do they have? Top spot in August print sales--that's what!
Bestselling Giselle Renarde paperback books this August were:
Wet Weekend
When Girlfriends Talia and Cassie set off on a romantic resort getaway, who knew they'd discover a wet and wild new fetish on vacation?
Cassie's a good sub who'd do anything for her girl, but what happens when Talia springs a scary surprise on her? If Talia requires total control over her bodily functions, will Cassie be ready to submit?
As a special BONUS, this paperback edition of Wet Weekend also includes Lesbian Gold--an unforgettable collection of lesbian fetish erotica!
Have Yourself A Sexy Lesbian Christmas
Is your holiday lacking lesbian cheer?
Have you been craving seasonal sensuality since your neighbours erected a ten-foot inflatable Santa?
Then this is the short story mini-anthology for you!
What's inside?
Three fan favourites plus a brand new meet-cute holiday hotmance Giselle wrote exclusively for this collection.
Unwrap the woman of your dreams right here in Have Yourself a Sexy Lesbian Christmas!
What Do Lesbians Do In Bed?
Have you ever wondered what lesbians do when they get together? Is it all fingers and scissors and lips between legs, or is there WAY more to the slippery story of lesbian sex?
In this hot new anthology, enjoy twenty-one explicit tales of lesbian love. From shoe fetish to opera gloves, sex in public to quiet winter mornings, even connoisseurs of fine girl-on-girl action are likely to discover a new idea or two in this sexy new collection.
Whether you can appreciate this book's title ironically or you're authentically curious about what girls who love girls do in bed (or in parked cars or at the office or in a church basement or in a restaurant bathroom), grab a copy today and get in on the nitty-gritty secrets of lesbian sex. Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
Bestselling Giselle Renarde paperback books this August were:
Wet Weekend
When Girlfriends Talia and Cassie set off on a romantic resort getaway, who knew they'd discover a wet and wild new fetish on vacation?
Cassie's a good sub who'd do anything for her girl, but what happens when Talia springs a scary surprise on her? If Talia requires total control over her bodily functions, will Cassie be ready to submit?
As a special BONUS, this paperback edition of Wet Weekend also includes Lesbian Gold--an unforgettable collection of lesbian fetish erotica!
Have Yourself A Sexy Lesbian ChristmasIs your holiday lacking lesbian cheer?
Have you been craving seasonal sensuality since your neighbours erected a ten-foot inflatable Santa?
Then this is the short story mini-anthology for you!
What's inside?
Three fan favourites plus a brand new meet-cute holiday hotmance Giselle wrote exclusively for this collection.
Unwrap the woman of your dreams right here in Have Yourself a Sexy Lesbian Christmas!
What Do Lesbians Do In Bed?Have you ever wondered what lesbians do when they get together? Is it all fingers and scissors and lips between legs, or is there WAY more to the slippery story of lesbian sex?
In this hot new anthology, enjoy twenty-one explicit tales of lesbian love. From shoe fetish to opera gloves, sex in public to quiet winter mornings, even connoisseurs of fine girl-on-girl action are likely to discover a new idea or two in this sexy new collection.
Whether you can appreciate this book's title ironically or you're authentically curious about what girls who love girls do in bed (or in parked cars or at the office or in a church basement or in a restaurant bathroom), grab a copy today and get in on the nitty-gritty secrets of lesbian sex. Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
September 29, 2015
Canadian Readers! Last Chance to Enter!
Just a quick reminder that my contest for a $25 CAD iTunes Gift Card code ends really soon. Enter now!
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Tweet this link to share the contest: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/cfaac6021/?Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
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Tweet this link to share the contest: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/cfaac6021/?Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
September 25, 2015
New Charity Anthology! LGBT Love: 10 Queer, Trans, Bi, Lesbian and Gay Romance Stories
Cover art features jeans and hightopsLGBT Love 10 Queer, Trans, Bi, Lesbian and Gay Romance Stories
by Giselle Renarde
***All royalties from the sale of this anthology will be donated to charitable organizations supporting LGBT individuals and communities.***
LGBT Love is in the air! Fall for romance with 10 sensual stories by award-winning queer author Giselle Renarde. From lesbian cops to gay professors, bisexual businessmen to transgender soldiers, diverse characters find the everlasting affection they’ve been searching for in LGBT Love.
You can buy this anthology as an ebook, but you can also buy it in print and the royalties will still be donated to charity. Same goes for the large print edition.
Since today is My Sexy Saturday, I'll share with you the first 7 paragraphs from the first story in the collection--one of my favourites, about a young trans woman and trans man who fall in love: Everybody Knows.
You know when you’ve just given some guy a blowjob and then you have to take the subway right after and you feel like everybody knows?
So, that’s where I’m at right now. Just sitting here on this faux-fancy velvet red seat, smelling like cum, and feeling so conspicuous I could hang myself. Sure I swallowed, but that’s never good enough. The scent doesn’t go away. It sticks to your hair, doesn’t it? And your skin. Sex is in my aura, gossiping with other passengers, telling strangers secrets that aren’t really true.
I’m not a total slut. And I’m not a whore. Shut up, aura! You wanna take this outside?
There’s a guy all in black standing by the doors. I know he’s looking at me while I pretend to read that subway ad about Why Can’t Street Kids Just Get A Life? I get the feeling he knows it’s for show. I’m glancing his way, really subtle, catching only outlines of his bulky body.
I imagine myself whipping my head around and shouting, “What are you staring at, motherfucker?” but I second-guess myself. Maybe he’s not looking at me. Maybe I’m wrong. Hey, it happens. But I think I’m right this time. I’m pretty sure I’m right.
So I turn my head to meet his gaze, but he’s not looking at me. He’s not. He’s just staring into oblivion, and suddenly I’m the one staring at him… because I’m not sure anymore if he is a him. I look at his chest, look for telltale boobs, but I’m still not sure. He’s got a vest on. It’s hard to say. Smooth cheeks, though. Too smooth. Butch dyke? Maybe. Or trans guy. I don’t know.
And suddenly he’s looking at me, right at me, and he asks, “What are you staring at?” He doesn’t say “motherfucker.”
I'm offering LGBT Love at an introductory price, so if you want to snag a deal AND feel great about where your money's going (ie. to help queer people who need a little support), now is the time to buy!
Barnes|Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lgbt-love-giselle-renarde/1122642963
Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1038917868
All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-lgbtlove10queertransbilesbianandgayromancestories-1894075-166.html
Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-CA/ebook/lgbt-love-10-queer-trans-bi-lesbian-and-gay-romance-stories
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/576050
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0155ZIXXU?tag=dondes-20
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/LGBT-Love-Lesbian-Romance-Stories-ebook/dp/B0155ZIXXU
Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
September 22, 2015
Out Now! – Eyes Wide Open by Lucy Felthouse #erotica #romance #bdsm #menage #mmf
The following is a post by Lucy Felthouse
Eyes Wide Open CoverA standalone novel from the Totally Five Star imprint.An ordinary girl catapulted into an extraordinary world meets two even more extraordinary men—but what will she do when she discovers their sexy secret?Fiona Gillespie moved to London shortly after graduating to take advantage of the opportunities the capital could offer. However, months later, she’s still living in a horrid flat and working in a grimy East End pub. The problem is, she doesn’t really know what she wants to do, career-wise. So when she happens upon an advertisement for a job at a plush Mayfair hotel, she jumps at the chance. A great deal of determination and a spot of luck land Fiona her dream role.But working at the Totally Five Star London is just the beginning. She adores the role and flourishes, impressing her bosses and making her increasingly determined to climb the career ladder.While her career is flying, though, her love life is non-existent. She hasn’t even thought about men, never mind met or dated one for months, so when she bumps into two gorgeous businessmen in the hotel, she’s surprised to find her head has been well and truly turned. Even more surprisingly, they flirt with her—both of them! She’s drawn to James and Logan, despite feeling that they’re way out of her league.When a misunderstanding leads Fiona to James and Logan’s sumptuous top-floor suite, she has no idea what she’s about to uncover. Scenes of people-trafficking, drug-pushing and wild sex parties all appear in her active imagination. Yet what she actually sees is something she’d never even considered before, something that piques her interest.After discovering their sexy secret, what will she do with this new-found knowledge?Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal play, spanking, sex toys and bondage.Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/eyes-wide-open-totally-five-star-london/Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26080607-eyes-wide-open Book trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ld7t_6fL46w
Excerpt:
Continuing to surreptitiously peer at the men over the rim of her glass, it hit her that this was the first time in months that she’d looked at a man with interest, much less two men—and at the same time! But, ready to snatch her gaze away if one of them happened to glance at her, she realized that it wasn’t surprising that the pair had attracted her attention.The tailored business suits would draw the eye even on an ugly guy. But on these two, the fine clothing was practically an orgasm for the gaze. They sat opposite each other, and their angle to her meant that she had a view of both their profiles—lucky her.The one to her right had very dark, almost black hair, with a bit of a curl to it, a long straight nose, a trimmed goatee and, if she wasn’t mistaken, deep blue eyes. It was hard to tell for sure from this distance and perspective.The one on her left had lighter, shorter hair, stubble that by some magical feat still looked smart, and the most sinful lips she’d ever set eyes on. And speaking of eyes, she thought perhaps his were green. What she wouldn’t give to go and check both of them out close up, preferably naked.Shocked at her own sudden lustful thoughts, she inhaled more than drank another sip of the juice. Unfortunately, it hit her throat all wrong and she almost slammed the glass down as she started to cough. She tried so hard to suppress the cough, eager not to draw attention to herself, that she made it worse. Snatching up the thick linen serviette from the table, she held it to her mouth as she spluttered in a most embarrassing manner, and tears began to roll down her cheeks. By now, she was sure that the whole damn restaurant was staring at her, and she wished the tablecloths reached the floor, like the ones in the restaurant upstairs, so she could hide under the table until she regained her composure.Swallowing repeatedly to try to soothe her irritated throat, she gasped as a gentle hand laid on her shoulder, which set her off all over again.“Oh God,” came a voice. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you jump. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. See if I could help.”Unable to speak, Fiona waved a hand to try to signal that she’d be okay, but unless the guy was a mind reader, he’d have no luck figuring that out. Blinking through the tears that marred her vision, her urge to hide underneath the table grew stronger. Christ, it was only the hottie with the blue eyes. And, if she wasn’t mistaken, his sexy friend with the green eyes was also hovering close by, concern etched into his handsome features.Managing to drag in a breath, she huffed out, “Thank you.”Just then, Jeremy arrived with a carafe of water, complete with ice, and poured her a glassful. “Here you go, Fiona. Drink this. Are you all right? Anything else I can get you?”
Author Bio:Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebookand Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
Eyes Wide Open CoverA standalone novel from the Totally Five Star imprint.An ordinary girl catapulted into an extraordinary world meets two even more extraordinary men—but what will she do when she discovers their sexy secret?Fiona Gillespie moved to London shortly after graduating to take advantage of the opportunities the capital could offer. However, months later, she’s still living in a horrid flat and working in a grimy East End pub. The problem is, she doesn’t really know what she wants to do, career-wise. So when she happens upon an advertisement for a job at a plush Mayfair hotel, she jumps at the chance. A great deal of determination and a spot of luck land Fiona her dream role.But working at the Totally Five Star London is just the beginning. She adores the role and flourishes, impressing her bosses and making her increasingly determined to climb the career ladder.While her career is flying, though, her love life is non-existent. She hasn’t even thought about men, never mind met or dated one for months, so when she bumps into two gorgeous businessmen in the hotel, she’s surprised to find her head has been well and truly turned. Even more surprisingly, they flirt with her—both of them! She’s drawn to James and Logan, despite feeling that they’re way out of her league.When a misunderstanding leads Fiona to James and Logan’s sumptuous top-floor suite, she has no idea what she’s about to uncover. Scenes of people-trafficking, drug-pushing and wild sex parties all appear in her active imagination. Yet what she actually sees is something she’d never even considered before, something that piques her interest.After discovering their sexy secret, what will she do with this new-found knowledge?Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal play, spanking, sex toys and bondage.Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/eyes-wide-open-totally-five-star-london/Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26080607-eyes-wide-open Book trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ld7t_6fL46wExcerpt:
Continuing to surreptitiously peer at the men over the rim of her glass, it hit her that this was the first time in months that she’d looked at a man with interest, much less two men—and at the same time! But, ready to snatch her gaze away if one of them happened to glance at her, she realized that it wasn’t surprising that the pair had attracted her attention.The tailored business suits would draw the eye even on an ugly guy. But on these two, the fine clothing was practically an orgasm for the gaze. They sat opposite each other, and their angle to her meant that she had a view of both their profiles—lucky her.The one to her right had very dark, almost black hair, with a bit of a curl to it, a long straight nose, a trimmed goatee and, if she wasn’t mistaken, deep blue eyes. It was hard to tell for sure from this distance and perspective.The one on her left had lighter, shorter hair, stubble that by some magical feat still looked smart, and the most sinful lips she’d ever set eyes on. And speaking of eyes, she thought perhaps his were green. What she wouldn’t give to go and check both of them out close up, preferably naked.Shocked at her own sudden lustful thoughts, she inhaled more than drank another sip of the juice. Unfortunately, it hit her throat all wrong and she almost slammed the glass down as she started to cough. She tried so hard to suppress the cough, eager not to draw attention to herself, that she made it worse. Snatching up the thick linen serviette from the table, she held it to her mouth as she spluttered in a most embarrassing manner, and tears began to roll down her cheeks. By now, she was sure that the whole damn restaurant was staring at her, and she wished the tablecloths reached the floor, like the ones in the restaurant upstairs, so she could hide under the table until she regained her composure.Swallowing repeatedly to try to soothe her irritated throat, she gasped as a gentle hand laid on her shoulder, which set her off all over again.“Oh God,” came a voice. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you jump. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. See if I could help.”Unable to speak, Fiona waved a hand to try to signal that she’d be okay, but unless the guy was a mind reader, he’d have no luck figuring that out. Blinking through the tears that marred her vision, her urge to hide underneath the table grew stronger. Christ, it was only the hottie with the blue eyes. And, if she wasn’t mistaken, his sexy friend with the green eyes was also hovering close by, concern etched into his handsome features.Managing to drag in a breath, she huffed out, “Thank you.”Just then, Jeremy arrived with a carafe of water, complete with ice, and poured her a glassful. “Here you go, Fiona. Drink this. Are you all right? Anything else I can get you?”Author Bio:Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebookand Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
