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Twitter conversation with a reader.

I love hearing from readers but for the first time ever I was involved in a conversation while someone was reading Truth Or Dare! It went like this -

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill Reading Truth or Dare and I need a cold shower. Holy Hotness, woman!1:59pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee lol *blushes* Sorry ’bout that. *grin*2:10pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill The hell! You are not! *g*2:11pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee roflmao No, I’m not. *grin*2:14pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill I’ll bet you’re writing another one right now. Admit it.2:15pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee lol Actually, yeah, bk #5 is in the works. #4 is out September 25. 2:19pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill Nice. Good on you! *diving back into the shower scene*2:20pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee Don’t get too wet. *grin*2:26pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill And now they’re on the beach. Getting wet.2:27pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee They seem to get wet a lot in that book……..*grin*2:31pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill But think of all the water they saved…One shower instead of three. *tongue in cheek*2:32pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee And they do that repeatedly. *grin* Lots of water saving going on. lol2:37pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill Well, duah, of course they do. They’re always getting dirty. LOL Ya need to copy and paste the tweets. Excerpts of a reader!2:38pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee lol I will do that. As soon as I work out how……… *grin*2:42pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill Copy – Paste! Now they’re in the car. This is gonna get creative I think….2:42pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee Oh yeah, there’s a bit of creativity in the car…… 2:44pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill I’ve lost count, BTW.2:47pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee Oh, were you counting? 2:48pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill I can’t count that high. I need a calculator.2:49pm, Jul 15 from Web

RhianCahill: @catherinebybee I figure once you hit a certain number it doesn’t matter. It’s ALL good. 2:51pm, Jul 15 from HootSuite

catherinebybee: @RhianCahill Yes…yes it is.2:51pm, Jul 15 from Web

 

So you can see why I had to share. Catherine told me to.

I love Catherine. I had the pleasure of meeting her for the first time at the Romantic Times Convention in LA back in 2011. We get to sit next to each other at the Expo book signing. I can say without doubt she is one of the top five nicest people I’ve met over the years and not only that she writes great books to. You can check her out HERE! Her Brides of the week series are my favorite.

 

And now back to that book I said I was writing.

Blogging at….

I’m over at the International Heat blog all this week. Come on over and check out what I’m talking about. CLICK HERE!

App Celebration Contest WINNERS!

First a big THANK YOU to all those who entered and of course downloaded my app. I think it’s a really cool way for readers to have all my info right at hand wherever they are and I’m having fun added things to it which brings me to the second thing I want to say, or ask If anyone has any photos taken with me at any event I’d love to add them to my picture gallery so please send them to rhian AT rhiancahill DOT com and don’t forget to put your name and where the pic was taken. Now, on to the WINNERS!

  

Using a random generator the three winners are -

  

REBEKAH

  

ANNETTE

  

ROBBYE

  

If you ladies can email with your two choices of my digital backlist and what format you’d like them in I’ll get them straight to you!

  

I also want to let you all know about a new contest I’ll be running ever other month just for those with my app. Starting August 1 I’ll send out a message on how to enter. The winner will receive one download of their choice from my backlist.

Six Sentence Sunday – Bondi Beach Boys Pt5 – #sixsunday

It’s that time again. Back for another six and we’re still down at the beach hanging with the boys.

Their smooth backs and narrow hips, miles of leg beneath brightly colored shorts. But the gorgeous arses hidden under the quick-dry material drew Piper’s eyes the most.

She’d always been a butt girl. Something about a tight pair of cheeks just did it for her. Pip wasn’t worried what covered a guy’s rear end, but she had to admit to being partial to jeans before this summer. Now though…

You can find more info on Bondi Beach Boys HERE!

 

And don’t forget to check out all the other sixers participating this week HERE!

Tall, dark and dangerous.

Three words that sum up my latest hero. Lucas Wilhelm turned up while I was writing Spin The Bottle and of course he made an appearance in Twister but now he’s after his own story and to be honest, he’s a man no woman can say no to. I actually feel a little sorry for the heroine of Party Games #5. She doesn’t stand a chance now that Lucas has decided she’s his. But here’s the thing, Cassie isn’t so meek and mild little woman. Nope she’s the youngest of six and the only girl so you can imagine how tough she’s had to be. She runs her own business and doesn’t take orders from anyone. Well not before Lucas, anyway. These two are proving to be feisty already and I’ve barely started writing their story. For a sneak-peek head over to the Down Under Divas blog where I’ve posted a snippet of Lucas. CLICK HERE!

 

And because I’m in a sharing mood here’s a snippet of Spin The Bottle.

“You’re not getting away from me this time, Lilli.” He wrapped his other arm around her middle and spooned her body with his.

“Mac.” Lillian straightened her spine, tried to put space between them, but Mac tightened his grip, keeping their bodies pressed together.

“Watch the game. Things are about to get interesting.” His words, whispered against her ear, sent a shower of warmth down her back.

Heat radiated off him and soaked all the way through to her bones. She couldn’t stop her muscles from softening, couldn’t prevent herself from melting into his embrace. Lil focused on the game in front of her but she didn’t really see it. The room and people filling it faded out as her mind zeroed in on the pounding of Mac’s heart as it beat a steady tattoo along her back. Each thump hammered home the knowledge that this man could ask for anything and she’d be powerless to refuse.

He took a step backwards, tugging her with him as he moved to the rear of the crowded room. They could still see the game, but Lil no longer paid attention. How could she when Mac’s fingers were stroking her flesh through the thin material of her dress? The silky cloth sliding over her skin added to his sensual caress and fired starbursts of sensation through every nerve ending. His

hand slid higher until his fingers brushed the underside of her breast. Her nipples pebbled and goose bumps sprang up like waves on sand. The tiny mounds of awareness rippled back and forth as Lil’s body flushed with arousal.

Mac dipped his other hand lower. He palmed her hip before inching his way to the hem of her little black dress and slipping questing fingers up the back of her thigh. Lil’s knees shook as he teased her with a barely there touch. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip to stifle the moan bubbling in her throat. He skimmed his fingertips over the seam between her arse and leg, the stroke light, her reaction anything but. Her hips bucked, drove her buttocks into the cradle of his pelvis and the hard ridge of his cock pressed between her cheeks, the material of their clothes not hiding the evidence of his desire.

Lillian whimpered when Mac thrust forward. He cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple, the hard pinch turning the nub into a throbbing point of need. The hand beneath her skirt pushed higher, his fingertips probing the crease between her legs from behind. Moisture soaked her underwear, the thin strip of her thong no barrier to the flood of arousal he was drawing from her core. Mac nuzzled the side of her neck, his lips and tongue dancing on the sensitive area below her ear.

His grip on her breast tightened and the hand beneath her dress grew more daring. With ease, Mac pulled aside her underwear and strummed the slick folds of her pussy. Lil gasped as her body jolted with the electric touch. He probed deeper and she shifted her feet to part her legs. Her hands came up to grip his forearm and her elbow jabbed the man beside them. The sudden reminder of where they were—that they weren’t alone—worked better than a bucket of cold water dumped over her head.

You can find all the info on Spin The Bottle HERE!

 

And don’t forget, we’re down to the last few hours of my App Celebration contest. CLICK FOR DETAILS!

News, blogging and cover art show off

Lots going on here in the Cahill household. Of course you don’t want to know about the mountain of clean clothes that need folding or the three mountains of dirty clothes that need washing. But I bet you want to know what all those who’ve signed up for my newsletter know, right? Yeah, they heard it first and you could have to if you’d just hopped over there on the right and entered your email into the nifty little box.

 

So what do they know? Sand, Surf and Sunni has a release date! September 7 is the lucky day. I don’t have the official blurb or a cover but I’m hoping those will be finalized later this month so I can share. In the mean time here’s the ‘unofficial’ blurb.

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Sand, Surf and Sunni - Coming September 7, 2012 from Etopia Press

One bad date, a hug and a near kiss turn the tides on these three friends forever.

Inseparable since childhood, Brandon, Zeke and Sunni have developed a bond that has stood the test of time without the complicated addition of sexual attraction. Until now. Sunni always thought she’d have the perfect normal life by now but every guy she dates turns out to be a bigger dud than the last. It’s a shame her two best friends are off limits. They’d both be perfect for her but she could never pick between them and wouldn’t risk losing either one by choosing.

Rand isn’t sure what it is that’s different but the second Sunni comes storming in after another bad date he notices a change. Offering comfort is all he wants to do but doing so unleashes a desire he’s kept hidden for years. One he’s no longer able to control. One that proves more intense with each encounter. Taking the biggest gamble of his life he makes an offer he hopes neither of his friends can refuse.

Z knows the pact he and Rand made all those years ago is off. He also knows the rules of the game are different to any other he’s played. But being with Sunni is worth it and being with her without Rand is unthinkable so when his best mate suggests the three of them would work well in the bedroom he isn’t about to let the subject drop.

Together, Zeke and Rand set out to seduce Sunni into believing in what they have to offer.

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Of course add that to Spin The Bottle releasing on the September 25 and damn that month is gonna rock! You can find Spin The Bottle info on the book page HERE! But I thought I’d share the cover seeing how it’s just been approved and I can now splash it all over the net. 

It fits Mac and Lil perfectly. *sigh*

Anyway, in other news (that you would know about if you’d signed up for my newsletter) I’ve submitted a short story for a Christmas call. Christmas Wishes will be out in December whether I get offered a contract or not. I’ve decided to tackle the self-publish arena if I receive the big R.

 

I’ve also submitted a sooper-short hot story to another publisher and hopefully I’ll get some news on that soon. Again I’ll be self-pubing that if the publisher doesn’t want it.

 

As you can see I’ve been super busy but I still found time to blog over at The Romance Studio Blue about technology and how far I’ve come. CLICK HERE to check it out. I also talked about my app contest that’s still running. I’m closing it on the 14th so get entering people.

 

Now it’s back to work for me.

Six Sentence Sunday – Bondi Beach Boys Pt4 – #sixsunday

It’s that time of the week again. But before we get started don’t forget to download my app and enter the celebration contest. You can find all the info HERE!

Her temperature, already hot from the sweltering summer weather, went up a couple of degrees. Arousal swirled low in her abdomen, the once gentle stir now a churning whirlpool, and her chest rose and fell with her harsh breaths.

Today was no different from any of the others in the past few weeks. Her Bondi Beach Boys surveyed the waves as they rolled onto the sand of Sydney’s most famous beach. She studied them—her boys, not the waves. Their wind-tossed hair: one dark blond with golden streaks, the other black as night.

Find out more about Bondi Beach Boys HERE!

And don’t forget to check out the other participating authors HERE!

Who’s ready to party again?

The third book in the Party Games series, Twister, by my brilliant partner in crime, Lexxie Couper is out today!

 

 

Getting the upper hand—and foot—was never this naughty.

As the man who snared the reins of his father’s global media empire and propelled it to new heights, Lachlan McDermott is accustomed to people jumping to obey his every command. He knows he is painted as handsome, arrogant and influential with the power of information at his control. But no one knows he’s got a weakness. Only one. And now, that weakness is in his house. Braless.

 

Über successful fashion photographer Cameron Winters used to be the super-model known only as Kole. But Kole dropped out of sight a long time ago. Only one thing can bring Cameron out of her self-imposed exile from public life: a man who doesn’t know she exists.

 

The trouble is, when Cameron comes face to face with Lachlan at an exclusive Sydney party, he immediately brings out the “Kole” in her. And Kole doesn’t bow down to anyone. Not even the one man who monopolizes her fantasies.

 

When they’re pitted against each other on the Twister mat, surrender isn’t part of the deal, and getting tangled up is only the beginning. Especially when their secrets keep getting in the way.

Product Warnings

Read in private. Contains a sexy, brooding, smoldering, dominating Australian Alpha male hero who will make you want to take your clothes off and beg to play.

 
EXCERPT

“Your turn, McDermott,” Mac said beside him.

“Gotta pay to play, Mr. McDermott,” the referee said on his right. The man stepped forward from the crowd and Lachlan bit back a snort, recognizing the weather reporter from one of McDermott Media Corp’s breakfast television programs.

“Pay?”

Mr. Weather’s Fine and Sunny cleared his throat. “Piece of clothing, please.” He held out a hand, palm up, and Lachlan had to admire the man’s courage. It wasn’t everyday one found themselves asking for an item of clothing from the very person ultimately in charge of one’s career. The person who could destroy said career with just a word.

But you won’t. Because you aren’t a prick with a God complex. You aren’t your father, despite the lust you’re feeling for a model. You do know how to have fun, you just don’t. And this type of silly, harmless fun is exactly what you need to get your mind off her.

At the thought of the damned supermodel somewhere in his home, Lachlan toed off his boots and shot his best friend a quick look. “I’m going to make you regret this, Harris.”

Mac laughed. “Can’t be anything worse than the last meal you cooked.”

With a chuckled growl, Lachlan hooked his fingers under the waistline of his polo shirt and, in one single move, yanked it up over his head. The cool air flowed over his bare chest, pinching his nipples into hard points. He heard a few appreciative oohs, a wolf whistle and then Mac snatched the shirt from his hands before Lachlan could finish withdrawing his arms from the sleeves.

His best friend laughed. “That’s my ruthless Media Mogul Balloon Boy.”

The gathering horde let out another cheer, louder this time.

The Twister referee cleared his throat again and turned back to the masses. “So, who’s game to take on the Lachlan McDermott in a game of Twister. One piece of clothing is all it—”

“I’m game.”

The throaty call came from behind Lachlan a second before a long, slender arm extended over his shoulder, equally long, slender fingers loosely holding something black and skimpy and bra-like. Except no bra Lachlan had ever seen was made with so little fabric. Or made his balls rise so quickly and his dick harden so painfully.

Damn.

Kole stepped out from behind him. Her body heat caressed his bare chest as she slid past him, her unhindered breasts brushed his arm. Her stare held his for a fraction of a second before, with a curl of her lips, she crossed to Lachlan’s award-winning weatherman and handed over her bra. “I’ve paid,” she said with a seductive smile, and he couldn’t help but notice her nipples pressed against the flimsy silver strip of fabric she wore as a shirt. Her light blue eyes met his across the Twister mat as she slipped first one stiletto-heeled sandal and then the other from her feet. “Now, Mr. McDermott, let’s play, shall we?”

 

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You can buy Twister from Samhain here, Amazon here, and Barnes and Noble here

You can find all three available books in the Party Games series HERE! And the forth book, out Sept 25 HERE!

Six Sentence Sunday – Bondi Beach Boys Pt3 – #sixsunday

Back for another six!

No less appealing than the golden specimen on the other side of the vehicle, he made her heart race and her palms sweat. Together they were a

sexy temptation a nun would be hard pressed to refuse. Piper sighed and took another sip of her drink.

She watched them as they got ready, prepping their boards, throwing towels around their shoulders, and locking up the car. The blond picked up a backpack and turned toward the waves. For long moments, Piper admired the shift of muscles along backbones made for licking.

Get all the info on Bondi Beach Boys HERE!

And check out all the other great Six Sentence Sunday participants HERE!

 

Snippet Saturday – Say Anything

Say anything always makes it easy for me to decide which snippet to share. This will be my last Snippet Saturday post for a couple of months. Life is going to be flat out here in Chez Cahill over the next little bit so I’m taking a break from snippets but don’t panic, I’ll still be around blogging and sharing. For now…

She moaned into his mouth and thrust her tongue against his while grinding

her pussy on his thigh. He raised his leg, forcing her onto her toes, and felt her body

quiver with her building orgasm. The ding of the elevator barely registered but the

gasp of the elderly couple waiting when the doors opened did.

Saxon jerked away and Carly slid down onto the soles of her feet and kept

going. His arm shot out and wrapped around her waist. Holding her to his side, he

walked them out onto their floor. On wobbly legs, she tottered beside him.

Quickening his steps, he marched them down the hall. His blood boiled, every vein

filled to overflowing and his cock had never been so stiff. They’d never make the

bed. He’d take her the second they got inside the room.

Keycard out, Saxon swiped it through the reader and elbowed the door open.

They stumbled inside. He turned them around, used their combined weight to slam

the door shut and trap Carly between the solid timber and his hard body. Her soft

curves cupped his rigid angles, molding to him like she was custom made to fit.

Small hands slid up his back and gripped his shoulders as she thrust her pelvis into

his. His testicles drew up under his body and pre-cum leaked from the tip of his

cock.

The air was ripe with the scent of their arousal. Her aroma made his taste

buds water and crave a sample. He claimed her mouth first, indulged in the pleasure

of kissing her lush depths. Carly demanded as she gave, bold strokes and savage

stabs of their tongues meshed their mouths and sent his libido soaring. His balls and

cock stung with the urge to empty his seed. Their hips set in a rhythm as old as time,

they bucked and rolled in search of relief from the fire burning them alive.

He ripped his mouth from hers, sucked in a gulp of air before lunging for her

neck. Her skin felt like silk, smooth and delicate. He nibbled and licked his way to

the pounding pulse in the shadowy indent at the base of her throat. With an open

mouth, he kissed and suckled the tender flesh, her heartbeat vibrating across his

tongue. His nostrils filled with the smell of her, a light trace of the perfume she

always wore, the one that drove him wild, and her own unique musk. A

combination of clean skin and hot female enticed him to savor, to relish.

The sounds tripping past her lips drove him further into the carnal hunger to

take, possess. Purrs, whimpers, murmurs, the hitch of breath when he found a

sensitive spot, all dragged him into the inferno of raging lust that consumed them

both. He couldn’t wait. He had to have her now.

How he tore himself away from her he’d never know, but he did. He yanked

his wallet from his back pocket, fumbled for the condom he kept inside.

“Strip,” he ordered.

You can find all the info on Singapore Fling HERE!

This list of authors participating this week:

Megan Hart:Read in bed!

Rhian Cahill

Eliza Gayle

Jody Wallace

Mandy M Roth

Lissa Matthews

Leah Braemel

Mari Carr

McKenna Jeffries

Myla Jackson

Taige Crenshaw

Delilah Devlin

HelenKay Dimon

Shiloh Walker

Shelli Stevens

Zoë Archer

Lauren Dane