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January 8, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday – 1/8
It's another week and thought I would give a sneak peek at a project that I've been working on that I'm not a liberty to discuss yet. Sekrit project is sekrit. 
Roland set his wine glass on the table and he shifted closer to Korene. "Maybe you should let go of your restraint. Listen to your body for once. When is the last time you let it lead you? Gave into your desires?"
"The night you left me."
For those new to this, the rules are simple:
1) pick a project – a current Work in Progress, contracted work or even something readers can buy if you're published
2) pick six sentences
3) post 'em on Sunday
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January 3, 2012
I'm On Sale — Great Deal!
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January 2, 2012
Party!
I'm partying at The Romance Studio's New Years Party, sharing excerpts and giving away prizes. Come join in the fun and meet some fabulous authors and don't forget to enter for your chance to win a Nook! http://trsparties.com/
January 1, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday – 1/1
Happy New Year to everyone. Here's six sentences from a recent release, Slow Break, the fourth installment in the Sypricon Masters series.
The anticipation of what was to come burned hot in Denton's veins.
It was hard not to rush. To simply put Jack onto one of the raised areas and make an example of him. But Denton needed a few minutes to study Jack to familiarize himself with the man's tells again. And push a few boundaries he knew once existed.
Maybe even find out if those walls were still in place or had evaporated the moment Jack decided to come back to the club.
For those new to this, the rules are simple:
1) pick a project – a current Work in Progress, contracted work or even something readers can buy if you're published
2) pick six sentences
3) post 'em on Sunday
See? Easy. Want to play? See the site for information on how to do just that: http://sixsunday.com
If you have a Twitter account, you can add the hashtag #sixsunday to your tweets when you tweet a link to your Six Sentence Sunday post. If you're a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us!
December 29, 2011
Taking a Peek Inside the Process
If you're interested in seeing inside some of my writing process, I'm over at Layna's site today answering her questions about it.
http://laynapimentel.com/2011/12/29/interview-with-author-sara-brookes/
December 28, 2011
WiP It Wednesday
Thought I would do something today that I haven't done in a while. Work-in-Progress Wednesday gives a sneak peek at something I'm currently working on. This contemporary erotic romance doesn't have a title at the moment, but I'm heading back to Gatlin Falls. That's right, Patrick and Allison's story in Hardware isn't the only one I have to tell about the small town. This will be Ryan's story…
Surprise contest: Leave a comment & a lucky winner will win an ecopy, in the format of their choice, of Hardware.
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Beth fumbled the switch so the song she'd selected would start playing and scowled at the knock on the studio window. She wasn't used to the wide open visibility while she was on air, but short of installing some blocking curtains, she'd have to get used to it. The view of Main Street lit by the moon was too pretty to shut away behind heavy black drapes.
Had this been Nashville, those curtains would already be shut. But Gatlin Falls had a much lower crime rate to worry about. She'd learned a lot about the small town in the short period of time she'd been here—thanks to Ryan. He'd done his best to introduce her to all the locals so she felt comfortable taking over of the radio station. He'd also done his best to see she felt comfortable around him whatever the situation. So she wasn't surprised to find Ryan standing on the other side of the window.
She tapped the buzzer to unlock the door and waved him in.
He leaned against the doorway as he held open the glass door that separated her studio from the waiting area. The familiar smell of liquor and cigarette smoke drifted toward her.
"Just come from Rippers?" She'd quickly discovered it was the place for locals to hang out regardless of the season or time of day.
He nodded and gave her a sly smile. "I did. According to what I hear from the customers there tonight, sounds as if you're a hit."
Glad they feel that way because I sure as shit don't.
"Saying a bunch of drunks waiting for last call think I sound good isn't saying a lot. Besides, I'm fumbling my intros, and screwing up the cues. I sound like a fucking amateur."
Ryan shut the door behind him and moved closer, his hands spreading wide on the top of the sound board as he leaned over it. "Beth, relax. It's all right."
His voice reflected the epitome of calm which only made her angrier. "No, it's not. It's like I've forgotten how the hell to do my job." She pushed her hands through her hair, catching the elastic. The stretchy item snapped and she grumbled in frustration as she dropped it on the desktop.
Ryan's hand closed around her elbow, but she was too annoyed to give much thought to it. She jerked out his touch and punched a few buttons to cue up a set of songs so there was no way she would miss another song set up.
"Not like it really matters if I miss something at two in the morning. Just a bunch of drunks and stoners listening anyway. As shown by the compliment from Rippers' clientele."
Ryan pulled her away from the soundboard. Even as she started to protest, he pulled her out of the room completely and spun her around so she faced away from the sound room.
"Now is not the time, Ryan." She struggled in his hold, but he held firm.
"Relax. Just a bit of distance to help you cool off. Couple of minutes out of the booth won't kill you."
She slapped his hands away and nearly growled. "Stop trying to placate me. I'm working."
"So am I." Ryan's mouth closed over hers. He pushed closer, backing her against the door. Everything about him overwhelmed her, swelling inside her with such ferocity, she couldn't help but forget her frustrations. His muscular body pushed against hers and she easily let herself sink into him as he lifted her legs so they wrapped around his hips.
She'd wanted this since the second she'd seen him working at the shop and didn't care who or what he was. Nor about the fact she'd come to him two weeks ago to ask him to be her mentor. With her frustrations and emotions on edge as they were, she just needed to have a few minutes of something like this to lower her stress level.
His tongue brushed over her parted lips and she opened, groaning as his tongue slipped into her mouth. Her world spun as he took from her, spinning tighter and closer as he swept her away. She forgot about everything else, forgot about her surroundings, and allowed herself to just feel him. To breathe him and everything he'd come to mean to her in such a short time.
The quiet slide of her zipper coming undone ratcheted up her need for him to continue. His tongue drove deeper and his hand pushed under her panties. She tensed, holding her breath, as the pad of his index finger met her clit. He pushed against it and she all but melted into him.
He broke the kiss, skimming his lips along her jaw as she relinquished a sliver of herself to him. He pressed against her clit and set off an explosion she immediately fought against, writhing against his touch to fight off the release because this was all happening too quickly.
His laughter sounded in her ear. "There's the pushback I expected. Go ahead and fight as much as you want—you're already dripping wet. Makes me wonder how much more you'll get when I have you bound and begging for me—again."
Dear God yes.
December 26, 2011
Diane Alberts' Reclaimed
Fellow Decadent Publishing author, Diane Alberts is celebrating a new paranormal romance release with Reclaimed! Vampires, ahoy!
After moving to England, Sabrina tumbles into an unknown world when she meets the man of her dreams, literally. As a writer, her overactive imagination makes her believe the impossible, but recovering from shock, she wonders how Isaac could appear in her nightmares—when she's never met him in real life. Until now.
The staggering events catapult her into a world where ruthless creatures roam freely along unsuspecting humans, and battle lines are clearly drawn.
While embarking on a dangerous and passionate affair, a bitter enemy appears from Isaac's past that will stop at nothing to remove Sabrina from his arms. Permanently. In order to establish a foreseeable and solid future, she must first deal with tumultuous occurrences. Navigating a shadowy world she never knew existed, Sabrina fights for her newfound love…and her life.
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A strange stillness sat in the air outside Sabrina's house. No trees swayed in the breeze, no animals scampered in the forest, as if the world itself had come to a halt.
Uneasiness rolled over her, and she studied Isaac out of the corner of her eye. Surprisingly, he seemed to be as tense as her. He gripped her arm tighter than necessary, and his lips were pressed together as well. She could feel the tension pulsating off his body, and she got taken back into her dreams. For the first time in real life, he made her shiver in apprehension. As if sensing her fear, he shot her a quick grin.
"Well, I had a lovely evening." He spoke over his shoulder as he practically dragged her to the door. She stumbled in an attempt to keep up with his pace. At the door he pointedly stared at her, causing her to realize he waited for her to open it. She fumbled through the mess she called a purse to find the key. She turned to him and smiled as she studied him through the cover of her eyelashes.
"Would you like to come in for a nightcap? I have wine…or coffee…or tea, or…." She stuttered to a stop, unsure of what to say.
God, she sounded like such an idiot.
Nightcap?
Who the heck said nightcap anymore?
"While I'd love to take you up on that offer, I have something I have to take care of tonight. Could I get a rain check? For say,tomorrow night? We could do a movie and wine? Or is tomorrow too soon in the dating world?"
"No, not too soon at all. I'd love to see you tomorrow."She tried to hide her disappointment behind a bright smile. "You can call me,and we'll firm up a time. Good night."
She turned to go inside and got caught off-guard when he grabbed her elbow and spun her to face him. It happened so quickly she leaned back against the door in confusion; one hand on the doorknob and the other braced against the cool steel of the door. He moved his body closer to hers and placed his hand at her head. His other hand cupped her cheek while his thumb stroked her jaw line. All thought fled as his body pressed against hers, and a small swoosh of air escaped her lips at his touch.
"I didn't think it even possible for you to grow more beautiful, but you have proven me wrong." When his lips met hers, she lost all thought, all ability to move. She'd somehow been tied to this spot—this man.
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December 24, 2011
December 22, 2011
The Story Behind Hard as Stone
For my regular post day at Paranormal Romantics I'm talking about how one of my new releases, Hard as Stone, didn't start out as the novella that released. It was always meant to be an erotic paranormal romance between a doctor and a gargoyle (thought Garret with emphatically tell you that's not what he is…). But it went through some big changes during my process. Come see what they were!
