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November 18, 2014
November 17, 2014
New Project Time!
I always like the beginning the best. What’s your favorite part of the writing process?
Filed under: Writing Tagged: And So It Begins..., Lisa Fox, Wine, Writing Process
November 16, 2014
Spice Up Your Shelves is Coming!!!
The fun starts Wednesday! Join us for reviews, Q&As, and awesome giveaways! Get all the info right here: http://bippityboppitybook.com/spice-up/
Filed under: Blog Tour, News Tagged: Contemporary Erotica, Contemporary Romance, Giveaway, Lisa Fox, One Kiss, Romance, Spice Up Your Shelves
November 15, 2014
Saturday Video – Franz Liszt – Years of Pilgrimage
I love – LOVE – Haruki Murakami and the music he uses as backdrops to his amazing novels. This one’s from Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage.
Filed under: Saturday Video Tagged: Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage, Franz Liszt, Haruki Murakami, Years of Pilgrimage
November 14, 2014
November 13, 2014
Totally Uninspired
It’s snowing out, cold and grey and yucky, and I can’t think of one damn thing blog about today.
Filed under: Hot Men Tagged: Bath, David Gandy, I Got Nothing to Say, Sexy Men, Smoking
November 12, 2014
ONE NIGHT IN AMSTERDAM by Jaz Hartfield
‘One Night in Amsterdam’ follows a stag and a hen party as the different individuals explore the city’s Red-Light District. The characters experience the hedonism full on, with most of them embracing the madness offered by the tolerant laws. They get increasingly drunk on both the lager they are consuming, and on the extremes of pleasure offered round every corner. I have visited Amsterdam on a stag weekend, and tried to make the setting an integral part of the story. Many visitors feel out of their comfort zone here and react in bizarre ways. Walking around the streets filled with prostitutes and sex shows forces you to consider your own values and priorities. Dean and Chloe, in particular, have their past, ‘safe’ lives thrown into turmoil.
Amsterdam is a weird and wonderful city, most famous for its Red-Light District (Rosseburt) and the 200 cannabis coffee shops scattered through it. But it is also the home of Philosopher Baruch Spinozer, Holocaust victim Anne Frank, and footballer Johan Cruyff.
In the 17th century, the Dutch capital (it is still constitutionally the capital of the Netherlands, although the government resides in The Hague) was an important world trading post, and the leading centre for finance and diamonds. The canals of Amsterdam are a world heritage site, whilst the Rijksmuseum and the Van Gogh Museum are two of the finest art galleries in the world. The city also boasts some of the best examples of Renaissance and baroque architecture.
Amsterdam is one of the most popular European destinations for tourists, mostly because of the 16 million day trippers who visit every year. De Wallen is the most famous part of the Red-Light District, where prostitution has been legalised. The network of alleys contains hundreds of cabins where sex-workers ply their trade, by standing behind glass doors in their underwear. The area also contains sex shops, theatres and peep shows.
There are three significant locations in ‘One Night in Amsterdam’. Firstly, The Bananenbar, or Banana Bar, is a place where naked women dance on the bars, doing surprising things with bananas and other objects. Secondly, the Cassa Rosso, is a 180 seat theatre running non-stop ‘live erotic entertainment’ with shows involving single dancers and couples – sometimes with audience interaction! And thirdly, the Sex Museum Venustempel, which is a hilarious journey through erotic art and inventions through the centuries, including a Marquis de Sade room filled with the sound of a steam engine hissing over the screams of a never-ending female orgasm.
When you’re sick of seeing naked bodies, and of puffing on spliffs or drinking frothy lager, you can seek culture in the museums mentioned earlier, or be inspired by walking through Anne Frank’s House. Doing so is a sobering experience.
Amsterdam is a city of bewildering contrasts, intriguing culture and challenging experiences. It was certainly a weekend I will never forget.
ONE NIGHT IN AMSTERDAM by JAZ HARTFIELD
BLURB:
Chloe organizes Jo’s hen weekend in Amsterdam, glad to get away from the usual boring or married men that she sleeps with. Perhaps she’ll meet some cool guys up for a bit of fun. If not, at least she’ll make sure her best friend gets very drunk while they all party in style.
Dean is getting married to Tamsin, but having serious doubts. His mates take him to Amsterdam for one last weekend of debauchery before settling down for the rest of his life. But is Tamsin the right woman for him?
When Chloe and Dean meet in Amsterdam’s red-light district, they are immediately attracted to each other. Dean tries to justify one last fling before marrying Tamsin. Chloe feels bad about having sex with someone else’s intended. Yet, a night of amazing sex is exactly what both of them want. So, why shouldn’t they just enjoy one night of fantastic, guilt-free sex?
EXCERPT FROM ONE NIGHT IN AMSTERDAM
There came a knock on the door.
Chloe jumped up to let in Jo and Glynis. Everyone fell silent on sight of Jo’s sister, with her ever-judgemental stare.
Glynis cleared her throat. “So what’s the plan, Chloe? We should get going and not waste time.”
“The plan is to get pissed and get laid,” Chloe replied.
“You sound like fifteen year old schoolgirls,” Glynis said with a sniff. “Hope you’ve brought plenty of protection with you. Perhaps we should ask Joanna what she’d like to do. After all, it’s her weekend.”
“Oh God, who brought Miss Boring along?” Di groaned.
“Oi! That’s my sister. You watch your big gob—”
“Girls! Stop it.” Chloe stood between them all as the self-appointed mediator. “Let’s not get bitchy before the weekend has even begun. Maybe Glynis is right.” She turned to Di with a warning look.
“Whatever,’ said Di with a tone of resignation.
“You tell ‘em, sis,” Glynis said, as all eyes turned to the bride-to-be.
Jo studied each of them in turn, cranking up the anticipation. She tapped her lips in deep thought, and opened them as if to speak and then stopped. The others leaned in slightly to catch her words.
“I think we should…” Jo moved over to the double bed and sat down next to Ushma. “That is…it seems that, well, Glynis has a point about being responsible and staying in control…”
Glynis smirked and leaned smugly back against the wardrobe.
“But on the other hand,” Jo continued, “we’re in Amsterdam – city of debauchery – on my hen weekend. So I say we go out on the lash, get completely hammered, watch beautiful men ripping off their underwear and go and flirt with some horny guys.”
“Woohoo!” Chloe and Di screamed, rushing over towards Jo. Ushma joined them in a group hug.
Jo beckoned to her sister. “Come on, Glynis. We’re not married women like you. We’re still young, free and single – well only just for me, anyway. And I’m gonna bloody well enjoy this weekend. So come on, ma bitches. Let’s get out there and own this city.”
Even Glynis joined in the singing of Lady Gaga songs as they marched arm-in-arm down the corridor, stairs and through the reception, waving at the bemused receptionist.
Chloe used her mobile to track down the right tram to get them to Dam Square, on the outskirts of the infamous Red Light District, known locally as Rossebuurt. It was a clear, bright day with lots of people sitting outside eating, drinking or strolling along in groups and couples. The extensive canal network punctuated the roads with bridges, barges and houseboats. Market stalls added colour and life to various cobbled squares. Chloe had also read that many of the buildings were from as long ago as the fourteenth century, but she didn’t think this would interest the others. The Red Light District didn’t really come to life until it got dark, although it was easy to find signs and evidence of seedy nightlife and practices.
Chloe found a cash machine and prayed that it wouldn’t swallow up her card. Thankfully, it allowed her to take out fifty Euros, to add to what she’d already brought. She didn’t dare try for any more.
They wandered through a few lanes until Chloe suddenly shrieked outside a shop with a window display of condoms, vibrators and various sex toys.
“I guess we’re in the Rossebuurt then,” she said.
“We’ve found our first tarts,” Jo quipped, drooling over the gateaux and pastries. They all stared greedily at the chocolate fondue fountain, with molten chocolate waterfalling down a glass sheet.
“What a choice, eh?” Chloe said, standing where the shops joined and looking from one to the next, as if watching a tennis match. “Sex or chocolate?”
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AUTHOR BIO: Jaz Hartfield is a writer and actor who loves travelling. He’s always looking for his next thrill, having tried bungee-jumping, parachuting, white-water rafting, pot-holing and deep sea diving. Jaz has lived in many different places; his favourite parts of the world include New Zealand, Kenya, Ireland and the Lake District in England. Having been on a stag weekend in Amsterdam, Jaz is unwilling to admit whether this story has elements of the truth in it or not.
Jaz on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100005224159430
Filed under: Guest Blogger Tagged: City Nights, Erotic Romance, Jaz Hartfield, ONE NIGHT IN AMSTERDAM
November 11, 2014
Happy Veteran’s Day!
Today is a wonderful day to donate a Tweet or Facebook post to the WOUNDED WARRIOR PROJECT and show your support for this very worthy charity. You can do that (totally free!) right here: http://www.woundedwarriorproject.org/online-advocacy-center.aspx
Filed under: Holiday Tagged: Appreciation, Donate a Tweet, Military, Veteran's Day, Wounded Warrior Project
November 10, 2014
A Moment of Self-Indulgence
I was making a list of things I’d like to accomplish over the next year, and I took a rare moment to go over what I’d done in the past. I’m not as prolific as I’d like to be, but I am proud of all that I’ve produced so far.
Filed under: Writing Tagged: Accomplishments, Book Covers, Lisa Fox, Romance, Self-Indulgence
November 8, 2014
Jamaican Temptation by Afton Locke Release Day Blitz!
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Shopaholic Kyra Mays decides to shop for a rich man on her Jamaican vacation. Instead, she meets Justin Lance, a white reggae singer who’s nearly as poor as the orphans he devotes his life to helping. Overwhelmed by his magnetism, she decides to have a fling with him.
All that matters to Justin is being a perfect Rastafarian. He vows to avoid succumbing to temptation with the dark beauty at all costs. Unable to keep their hands off each other, they forge a bond that is just as emotional as physical as they explore their differences on the lush island of Jamaica. But Justin’s secret will put their ability to compromise through an impossible test.
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Excerpt:
“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined,” he whispered.
His hungry gaze bathed her with warmth. Clearly, he wanted her more than he ever had. Telling him she’d experienced poverty earlier must have been the magic words. Ever since, he’d looked at her as if they were on the same team…as if they could have a relationship. But why? What difference did her background make?
Her thighs trembled in response to his heated stare, anticipating the sensation of his tongue on her folds. Instead of lowering his head, though, he looked away, shaking it.
“Am I really doing the right thing?” he asked. “I can justify it by saying I’m giving you pleasure, but I can’t help getting pleasure out of it as well.”
Kyra’s jaw tightened as she cupped a palm over her cleft to hide it. “Justin, this back and forth business is driving me crazy. A little pleasure isn’t going to make the world end.”
“The Rasta way of life is important to me,” he said. “I have to stay true to my faith every minute of every day, not just when I feel like it.”
She sighed. “I respect that. Hand me my pants so I can get dressed.”
Instead, he lowered his head. His blue eyes, clear with his decision, sought hers on the way down. Apparently, he planned to continue. A shiver of anticipation she couldn’t have suppressed if she’d wanted to coursed through her.
“Yes, Justin, yes,” she whispered. “It’s all right.”
He kissed the insides of her thighs first, as gently as he’d massaged her feet earlier. His slight beard brushed her tender skin, igniting icy-hot flames everywhere it touched. Devon used to take her fast and hard. Foreplay was usually as compressed as his busy schedule. Closing her eyes and surrendering to the titillating sensations, she wished Justin had been her first lover.
Maybe her only lover.
He gripped the undersides of her thighs and the bed squeaked as he shifted position. He must mean business. Perspiration broke out across her forehead and she opened her eyes. If he changed his mind, she swore she’d scream.
“I want to feel your hair…on me,” she demanded.
Where had that come from?
Without questioning her strange request, he gripped one of his locks and held it in front of his face with reverence. “Do you
know what the dreadlocks signify, Kyra?”
They signify something hot and sexy I want on my body. Now!
“They stand for everything natural and good. No scissors, combs, styling gadgets, or dye touches them. According to the Rasta faith, those things are the work of Babylon.”
Babylon must be the name of her hairdresser because her hair was cut, straightened, and highlighted. Before she could reply, he grasped the end of one lock and brushed it across her mound. It probably went without saying that her bikini wax was also up Babylon’s alley. She watched, breathless, as his hair mingled with the scanty tuft of hers.
Then he lowered the tantalizing lock, brushing it across her clit. She cried out as each of his silky hairs brushed her nerve endings. How could the man be so spiritual one minute and scorching hot the next? The combination was more potent than fire and gasoline.
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Meet the Author: Afton Locke is a USA Today Bestselling Author who prefers romantic fantasies to everyday reality. Fantasies take her to different times, races, places, and beyond. She lives with her husband, dog, several unnamed dust bunnies, and a black cat that can be scary or cuddly, depending on the current book. When she’s not writing, Afton enjoys hiking, cooking, crafts, and reading.
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