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February 21, 2014
This Week In My World
It has been a pretty awesome week, even the weather has taken a more gentle turn.
First off, I must announce THE WINNER OF THE ROMANCE… MY WAY VALENTINE’S HOP IS…AMY BOWENS! Thank you all so much for stopping by!
One Kiss got an awesome review from trips down imagination road! You can read every lovely detail right here: http://a-reader-lives-a-thousand-lives.blogspot.co.uk/2014/02/book-one-kiss-by-lisa-fox.html
In other One Kiss news, it is available in OverDrive for libraries. If your library has an eBook collection you can request they purchase it! Then you can read it totally free and legal!
I was interviewed by the lovely Angela Campbell this week. I bet you can guess who my celebrity crush is: Fun Friday Q&A with author Lisa Fox
I am reading the Jack Reacher novels by Lee Child and the Harry Bosch novels by Michael Connelly at the same time. My tablet is exploding with testosterone! I think I might need a woman’s touch though soon.
How was your week?
Filed under: Friday Roundup Tagged: Interview, Lisa Fox, One Kiss, Reading, Review, Sexy Men, Winner
February 20, 2014
February 19, 2014
Surrender to Fire by Skylar Kade
Skylar Kade is here today to share an excerpt from her latest release, Surrender to Fire
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BLURB
One scorching-hot lesson could leave her begging for more.
The Maison Chronicles, Book 3
Reeling from the double whammy of her Dom’s abandonment, and accusations of colluding with a plagiarizing author, all literary agent Camille Winter wants is some low-profile, drama-free quality time.
Just as she’s settling into a Maison Domine cabin with her to-be-read pile and a full slate of spa appointments, she finds herself sweet talked into playing topless assistant so some Dominant can run a BDSM educational demo.
Architect Damien Winter is on a relationship hiatus, so he focuses his dominant energies on teaching BDSM classes. A chance encounter in Maison’s parking lot with a woman who angrily insists she’s no sub—though every line of her body screams otherwise—turns shocking when she winds up as temporary replacement for his demonstration partner.
Damien is unprepared for the way her beautiful submission gets under his skin. And Camille never thought she’d fall, hard, for just the kind of man she’s sworn off. But when her ex’s vague threats turn serious, Damien fears he’s already lost the chance to claim her for his own.
Product Warnings: This book contains a fiery woman burned one too many times and the Dom who entices her to submit to the heat between them.
BUY LINKS
Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/surrender-to-fire-skylar-kade/1118197082
AUTHOR BIO
Skylar Kade, self-avowed hedonist and princess extraordinaire, started her writing career after throwing aside yet another romance she could not bring herself to finish. The run-on sentences! The purple prose! Oh, the horror of it was just too much. So she sat down to write her own tale. Her favorite part about writing is the extensive research.
She currently resides in sunny southern California, alternately cursing the polluted air and adoring the weather. Skylar spends her time asking the cabana boys to bring her more mimosas and feed her strawberries while she dreams up her next naughty adventure.
She blogs at the SkylarVerse and with the Nine Naughty Novelists.
AUTHOR LINKS
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorSkylarKade
Twitter: http://twitter.com/skylarkade
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/SkylarKade
EXCERPT
Three hours later, he was on his way up to Maison Domine. With his smartphone calling out directions, he could keep all his focus on the scenery and the satellite rock station he was piping through his speakers. The freeways of LA weren’t much for the view, but once he hit the mountains…wow. It was like the trees drained away all his tension. Or maybe he was relaxing because he was closer to sating his needs.
After missing the turnoff the first time he drove by, Damien pulled a U-turn and crept back down the road until he saw the weathered wood sign with an arrow pointing up a narrow, tree-lined road.
His car rolled down the long drive, soundtracked by Guns N’ Roses’ “Welcome to the Jungle”, then burst into a wide-open clearing with a jaw-dropping view of the surrounding mountains. A large rustic structure took up the right half of the clearing, with most of the rest devoted to parking. More cars filled the lot than he’d expected for a Friday afternoon, but if other Angelinos had had weeks like his, maybe it wasn’t that big a surprise.
Parking his car, he wondered what the large building held. Yes, he’d heard other kinksters rave about the private club, but he’d been to his fair share of upscale establishments before. What set this one apart?
The answer sauntered across the parking lot, seeming to come from nowhere and heading for the front door. The woman’s body hit him like a wrecking ball. Every sense went on high alert and his heart jacked up its beat.
Jet-black hair spilled around her shoulders in soft curls, obscuring her face. Her arms were crossed as she walked, as if warding off the mild day’s nonexistent cold. Slumping shoulders drew more attention to the beautiful hourglass shape of her back, her body encased in a flowing, black dress that clung in all the right places. She looked tall, maybe eye level to his chin, though maybe that was her black combat boots. Not fragile—supple. Warm.
And crying. Her shoulders were shaking as she turned away from the building, facing him head-on. His demolition experts had nothing on that look. He wanted to kiss her reddened nose, wipe the tears from under her eyes. He popped open his door and headed for her.
The woman’s eyes widened and she froze, a deer in the headlights.
Car door open, keys still in the ignition, nothing mattered but this woman. He approached slowly, not wanting to alarm her. “Are you okay?” His voice echoed through the parking lot, though they weren’t that far apart.
The dress swirled around her knees, tossed by the wind whipping around the mountaintop. The soft neckline of her dress draped around her full breasts. His palms itched to cup them.
She nodded, letting her hair once again hide her face, which looked like it was made of the finest bone china. “Shitty week.”
He took a few steps closer, then paused. He saw faint tan lines on her wrist, barely there, that looked like she’d been wearing a bracelet cuff for some time. “Is he really worth crying over?”
Her pink lips clamped shut, then opened. “Look, thanks for your concern, but, really, it’s none of your business.” She swiped aside her hair to reveal twilight-blue eyes cracking with anger.
Her defiance stroked down his chest and reached for his growing erection. “I’m sorry, but when I see a submissive alone and crying, I make it my business.” He invaded her personal space until she had to tilt her chin up to meet his eyes, but she didn’t back up. All traces of her dejection were gone. Good.
The wind pulled at her curls as she jabbed a finger in his chest, like she was digging straight for his racing heart. “I’m not a submissve.”
Her nails weren’t painted or manicured, not high maintenance like many women he’d dated. He found it refreshing. Authentic, like her anger. “Not a submissive?” He grabbed the hand that had poked him and raised her wrist to the light. Her pupils dilated and her breathing tightened. Her tongue darted out across her bottom lip and Damien had to restrain a groan. His thumb stroked along her inner wrist where her pulse was jumping like a living thing trying to escape. “How long did you wear his ownership bracelet while you weren’t a submissive?”
She tugged at her wrist. A halfhearted attempt, since her other hand was clenched halfway to touching him. Being the ever-helpful Dominant, he closed the space between them, pulling her wrist up to his lips and laying a kiss on the pale flesh of her pulse point.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she hissed.
In response, he let her go and stepped back. “I’m proving a point.”
She swayed toward him before scowling and taking her own shuffle backward.
Her cocked eyebrow made him ache to play her until she begged to submit. She was a sassy thing and they had some chemistry crackling between them—something he certainly didn’t have with Lara, his demo bottom. “If you’re not a submissive, then I’m the Pope.”
“That’s your point?” Her jaw ticced and when her hands fisted on her hips, it made her dress strain across her breasts. She looked beautiful when angry.
Through sheer force of will he held his ground, keeping the distance between them. “No, sweetheart, the point was that you’re not crying anymore.”
Her eyes spit every insult her lips seemed unable to form. It only made his cock harder. He replied with his most guileless smile, which only seemed to infuriate her. With a clench-jawed scream, she pivoted away and headed for the woods.
“See you later,” he called as she retreated. Yeah, coming up to Maison Domine early had been a good idea. He’d need the extra time to learn more about this mystery “not a submissive” woman.
Filed under: Guest Blogger Tagged: BDSM, Erotic Romance, Skylar Kade, Submission, Surrender to Fire, The Maison Chronicles
February 18, 2014
February 17, 2014
Two Free Reads & A Giveaway!
There’s all kinds of good stuff happening in my world! I’m giving away a copy of ONE KISS in the Scorching Book Reviews Romance… My Way blog hop. There is also a Grand Prize drawing for a $50 gift card! Find out all about it right here:
Romance…. My Way – Friends to Lovers
And though Valentine’s Day may be over, the love can go on and on FOR FREE! Yay! I have two, absolutely free, hot Valentine’s Day reads to help warm you up on these terrible winter nights.
A Valentine’s Day free read staring Trask and Rena from A MATTER OF LUST
The god of love sent his servant to grant Alyssa’s Valentine’s Day wish, but will she get her happily ever after?
Enjoy!
Filed under: Blog Tour, Free Read, News Tagged: A Matter of Valentine’s Day, Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance, Free Read, Giveaway, Lisa Fox, One Kiss, Valentine's Day, Wish Upon A Star
February 16, 2014
Sex God Sunday
Here is a little snippet from One Kiss.
A roaring cry from the party outside startled them both, and Kat glanced toward the closed bedroom door. She caught snatches of excited conversation, heard the rumblings of people getting into place, finding partners to ring in the New Year. “Two minutes!” a man yelled. Someone whistled and multiple champagne corks popped at once.
She patted the backs of Dean’s hands and sighed. “Looks like we fail. I wonder if there’s an exorcism app we can download?”
He chuckled and gave her a playful squeeze. “We could kiss each other.”
A spark of interest, of heat, ignited her blood, but she quickly squashed it. He was messing with her as usual. He almost had her that time though. If he knew how close she had come to falling for it, he’d never let her live it down. She snorted out a laugh and shook her head. “I don’t want your cooties.”
“Would it be so terrible?” he asked, curling his fingers into hers. He ran his thumbs over her knuckles and a strange feeling gathered in her chest. Not a bad feeling, just foreign, and kind of exciting.
You can still win a copy from the Scorching Book Reviews Valentine’s Day blog hop (and $50 gift card!) you can find it right here:
Romance…. My Way – Friends to Lovers
Filed under: Sex God Sunday Tagged: Blog Hop, Champagne, Giveaway, New Year's Eve, One Kiss, Sexy Men, Valentine's Day
February 15, 2014
Saturday Video – The Best “Valentine’s Day” Parody
Cockgobbler!
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If you’re looking for the Scorching Book Reviews blog hop ($50 gift card and the chance to win ONE KISS!) you can find it right here:
Romance…. My Way – Friends to Lovers
Filed under: Saturday Video Tagged: Chick Flicks, Giveaway, Just for Fun, Parody, Valentine's Day
February 13, 2014
Romance…. My Way – Friends to Lovers
Hello Everyone! Happy Valentine’s Day!
One of my favorite romance tropes is “friends-to-lovers.” I love how a good friendship with a ton of history and caring tied up in it can evolve into a grand and sweeping romance. Friends share so much – inside jokes, embarrassing moments, the everyday wonderful highs and depressing lows of life. In this type of story, the love evolves from a solid background, a shared array of experiences both sweet and sour, rather than the white-hot flame of instant attraction. Friends know all about one another – all the good, bad, and truly ugly – and they fall in love anyway. And really, isn’t that the ultimate dream? To have someone totally know you, know all your faults and all your awesomeness, and love you unconditionally.
In my novella One Kiss, Kat and Dean are best friends and nothing more until midnight on New Year’s Eve rolls around they find themselves single and alone… But is it worth risking that friendship for the sake of one midnight kiss?
Sometimes one kiss can change everything.
New Year’s Eve is supposed to be a night for celebration and new beginnings. For best friends Kat and Dean, it is a nightmare filled with disastrous dates and enraged ex-girlfriends!
Lucky for them, they’ve got each other to help laugh off the embarrassing, and downright inappropriate, moments. But then midnight rolls around and neither of them have anyone to kiss…
There’s no doubt this is a night they will always remember.
The real question is whether it will be a night they want to forget…
WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE ROMANCE TROPE? LEAVE A COMMENT TO WIN A DIGITAL COPY OF ONE KISS!!!
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Find all the other talented participants in the ROMANCE… MY WAY blog hop by clicking on the graphic!
Thanks so much for stopping by!
Filed under: Blog Tour Tagged: Contemporary Romance, Friends to Lovers, Giveaway, Lisa Fox, One Kiss, Romance, Valentine's Day
Hope For Spring
February 12, 2014
Fulfilling the Contract by K D Grace
K D Grace is here today to share an excerpt from her latest release, Fulfilling the Contract
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Fulfilling the Contract by K D Grace
Blurb:
Limo driver, NICK CHASE’s bad night gets worse when he picks up TANYA POVIC at a bar only to discover the explosive sex they share lands her in breach of her very strange contract. Blaming himself that Tanya will lose the large completion bonus earmarked for her mother’s surgery, Nick negotiates with her boss, the tough and mysterious ELSA CRANE, to allow him to fulfill Tanya’s contract and secure her bonus.
Elsa runs Mount Vegas, which offers voyeuristic pleasures for a price. Nick’s job, with Elsa and her quirky team, is to give clients something worth watching through the plate glass windows of Vegas’s luxury hotels and beyond. The learning curve is steep and kinky. As Nick and Elsa’s relationship sizzles and ignites more than hotel room rendezvouses are exposed. In this sequel to The Initiation of Ms Holly things get positively dangerous as Rita Holly and her team are called in from London to lend a helping hand. Bets are being placed. Will Nick fulfill the contract? Will he and Elsa take the gamble? And will they find a way to win at the high stakes, double or nothing, game of hearts?
Available from: http://kdgrace.co.uk/books/fulfilling-the-contract/
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Excerpt:
‘Surely you can give Tanya one more chance,’ Nick said. ‘And really, it was my fault. I’d had a bad day and I wasn’t on my best behaviour.’
Elsa tossed the headset back onto the dressing table and rubbed the back of her neck. ‘Mr Chase, unless you want to fulfil Tanya’s contract for her, this conversation is over. It’s been a long day, and I’ve had enough. Pagan will escort the two of you back downstairs and since Tanya no longer works for me, I don’t care if you fuck her brains out. Now if you’d –’
‘Alright,’ Nick interrupted. ‘I will.’
Suddenly all eyes were on him. ‘Tell me what to do and I’ll fulfil the contract for her.
After all, it’s my fault she’s in breach.’
Tanya gave a little yelp that sounded like a kitten in distress and Elsa laughed out loud. ‘Mr Chase, you don’t even know what Tanya’s contract involves.’
‘I assume it has something to do with what’s going on in room 2031. It’s not prostitution is it?’
‘No! No, is not prostitution,’ Tanya said, the excitement nearly vibration through her voice. ‘Is nothing like that.’
‘Well actually it’s something like that,’ Elsa corrected. ‘My people get paid for sex.’
‘I don’t understand,’ Nick said.’
She nodded him over to one of the scopes set up at the bedroom window. When he balked, she nodded again. ‘Go ahead; check out what’s going on in room 2031.’
Nick nearly knocked the scope out of focus at his first view of the naked ass of a man pistoning his cock into a woman bent over a big bed. Her head was buried between the legs of another woman, who was pinching her own nipples for all she was worth and writhing beneath the serious tongue action.
‘Then they are prostitutes.’ Nick’s voice was suddenly a whisper, as though he feared he might disturb the people he viewed through the scope.
‘No.’ Elsa leaned close to him as though she could see over his shoulder. ‘They all work for me, and they get paid a lot of money to have sex with each other while someone else watches.’
With difficulty, Nick took his eyes off what was going on in the scope. He suddenly felt dizzy. ‘Let me get this straight, these people –’ he nodded around the room ‘– All of these people and those –’ he pointed to the scope ‘—have sex with each other and people pay money to watch.’
Elsa nodded ‘A lot of money.’
‘And that’s what Tanya was doing? That’s what the contract’s about, having sex and letting people watch?’
‘That’s what the contract’s about,’ Elsa said. With a smirk, she pulled Tanya’s red panties out of Nick’s pocket where he’d forgotten he’d stuffed after he’d picked them up from the parking lot at the Mango. She handed them back to Tanya and replaced them with a black business card, briskly patting his pocket as she did so. ‘I know how much you loath your job, Mr Chase, and I can almost guarantee you’d find what Tanya does a lot more satisfying. But –’ she ran a hand down and gave his crotch a quick grope ‘– It takes some serious balls.’
He elbowed her away and shoved past Tanya and Pagan. ‘You people are all crazy if you think I would … if you think I might …’
Elsa offered him a smile that he felt, much to his discomfort, right down between his legs. Then she lifted an eyebrow and gave a shrug that made the dark gloss of her hair shimmer in the subdued lighting. ‘You asked.’
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Author Bio:
K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?
When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She also enjoys martial arts, reading, watching the birds and anything that gets her outdoors.
K D has erotica published with SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and others.
K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Heatwave trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on Violet Blue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Books two and three, Riding the Ether, and Elemental Fire, are now also available. She was nominated for ETO’s Best Erotic Author 2013.
K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis, The Exhibition are all available.
Find K D Here:
Websites: http://kdgrace.co.uk/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/KDGraceAuthor
Twitter: https://twitter.com/KD_Grace
Filed under: Guest Blogger Tagged: BDSM, Erotic Romance, Fulfilling the Contract, K D Grace
