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June 5, 2011
18 & Over Blog Tour Giveaway forth and final day
Welcome to the 18 & Over Blog Tour Giveaway. I if you have you have been following this tour this is day 4, the final day. I will be drawing tomorrow for the prizes which are 2 ebook copies of "Monogamy Sucks" by George Pappas and one $10 Amazon gift card at the completion of this tour. So if you want to win, make sure you leave me your email address with your comment below.
I have been posting free books from Amazon the previous days, so if this is your first time stopping in, you might want to check out the previous 3 days of posts. Today I am leaving you with an excerpt from "Spell Checked" which is due to release 1 Sept 2011. After today the posts for this tour will be taken down, so that I can remove the contents warning from my blog.
Mae looked to him as she held his hand, "I am scared Beck, I don't know how to fed and I don't want to hurt you."
Beck laughed, "Rest assure my love, pain is the last thing I will feel and don't worry, I will walk you through it. If you are ready, I think it is time for you to learn what it is like to be a Vampire.
Mae nodded her head in agreeance. Beck lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom placing her on a wooden chair that sat in the middle of the shower. He removed her clothes, and then his, before turning the shower and steam on. Once it was warm he kneeled on a folded towel on the floor in front of her, gently taking her hand in his, as he moved her legs to straddle his hips. "Mae, look at the side of my neck," he placed her fingers on his jugular. "Feel the pulse…breath in the metallic smell of the blood running under my skin."
She inhaled deeply, the tin like smell of his blood permeating her sense of smell…its intoxicating scent making her heart run wild. The heat of his pulse appear like an aura around his neck as she started to hearing the drumming of his pulse in her ear, beckoning to be shared.
Beck noticed her eyes dilating as if to bewitch, a telltale sign she was ready to feed. He put his arms around her pressing his body against hers. His lips eagerly meeting hers for a brief moment before he moved over to her ear and whispered, "Mae you are ready to drink. All you have to do is move your lips to my neck and do what comes natural."
She made a trail of kisses down his jaw and neck until she got to the point to where his pulse was the strongest. Her canines extended to long points, impaling his jugular without hesitation, where it lay shallow under his skin.
Beck couldn't help but to cry out as her teeth sank into his neck. It was an experience unlike anything he had ever felt, having never been fed on before. Any pain he might have felt was over ridden by overwhelming excitement growing across his body and down to his core. His blood spraying across Mae's body and face added to his excitement as she fed with added vigor. As soon as she had gained enough strength to wrap her legs around his waist, he lost all control, picking her up and moving her to one of the wooden benches that lined the wall of the shower. He laid her on her back as she continued to feed, their bodies becoming one in an unbridled frenzy, both of them unaware of anything but fulfilling a primal need. Beck cried out as Mae arched her back in pleasure, her orgasm pulsing around his shaft so hard he could no control his unbound release. Tears ran down his face as he became overwhelmed with ecstasy.
Mae withdrew from Becks neck, she shuttered as the last wave of pleasure left her body. The whole event had become a blur, having no idea how long they had been in the shower as Becks body still loomed over hers. She released her legs which had been wrapped around his hips and he pulled away still breathing heavy from their coupling. Mae looked around the shower, horrified and turned-on by the blood that was everywhere. It looked like some terrible murder scene instead of the most intense love making she had ever experienced.
Beck could read Mae's face as they sat up on the bench. "That was the most incredible thing I have ever felt in my life." He pulled Mae close and kissed her. "Don't worry about all the blood. We can shower it all off."
"I hope I didn't hurt you my love." She kissed him once more before getting up and realizing her legs could hold her weight. "Beck look, I can walk!" She took a couple of steps forward and threw her arms around his neck in excitement.
He lifted her from her waist and swung her around as he smiled in delight. "Being able to walk should be just the tip of the iceberg of the things you can do," he said as he put her feet back on the ground and let go.
Mae raised her brow, curious as to what he meant. "What else can I do?"
"If you listen real hard you can hear Gemma and Nikola on the other side of the house."
Mae strained to listen, at first the sounds were faint but when she concentrated in was like listening to a radio. "Oh my god, I can hear them," Mae blushed and tuned them out. "That was way more than I wanted to hear!" blushing at the noise Gemma and Nikola were making down the hall.
Beck laughed at her reaction, "As you already know from our little Sai fight, you are about as strong and as fast as I am. Only now you should be able to control it at will."
"Well as much as it is turning me on, I think we need to use some of that speed to clean up this bloody mess," she laughed.
Beck and Mae helped each other to get clean between touches and kisses. When they were done they started to clean the blood off the walls and floor of the shower. At first Mae started humming, but before long she was singing. Beck smiled as he cleaned, it was the first time she had willingly sung in front of him. It was her way of showing him that she was comfortable with him in all things, even the ones that embarrass her. Beck turned off the water and brought her a towel, when he had his back turned she snapped him in the ass with the wet towel she was using to clean the walls and ran out the door into the bedroom laughing.
"I'm going to get you for that," Beck yelled as he took off after her.
Mae was half way down the hall by the time he made it out of the room. She turned the corner to a small hall that Beck knew was a dead end. So he ran full speed and turned the corner only to run face first into one of Mae's rubber walls. He lay on the floor naked trying to catch the breath that had just been knocked out of him.
Mae ran over to where Beck lay and offered her hand to help him get up, instead he pulled her down on top of him, rolled over and pinned her to the floor. "That was very naughty Mae, now I am going to punish you," he grinned.
"And how do you plan on doing that? I'm as strong as you, fast as you and obviously smarter than you," she grinned.
Beck laughed at her remark, with her Witches powers she certainly had the upper hand, something he would have to keep in mind in the future. He let his hard body settle on top of her, his lips gently touching hers. She raised her head to meet his kiss and he pulled away from her, just far enough so she could still feel his breath on her but too far to touch. She just fed and he knew sexual tensions were running high. So his torture would be to tease her. He moved his tongue up her neck till he reached the lobe of her ear, where he bit and tugged gently, then whispered. "Do you like that Mae?" he said, moving his hips so his hard shaft was rubbing just the right spot. "You want more don't you?" his lips lightly kissing down her neck as she moaned. He sucked on her neck using his mouth, bringing the blood to the surface as she struggled to move her hips to meet his. He released his mouth from her neck leaving a large purple mark that had already started to heal its self. "I know you can feel my hardness against you. You want me to fuck you so hard, that I make you shutter all the way to your womb," he whispered in her ear.
Mae screamed out, "Yes!" as she struggled once more.
All of a sudden Beck stopped what he was doing, got up and walked away. Mae yelled at him down the hall as she ran towards him. "Oh no you don't Beckett Worthington! You are going to finish what you started." Right before she got to him he disappeared, then reappeared behind her pulling her arm up her back and bending her over the rail by the stairs. He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. She could feel his hardness grinding into her backside.
"Is this what you want Mae, for me to fuck you like some wild animal?" he said through gritted teeth.
She cried, "Yes! God yes fuck me."
Once again he let go of her and walked away. She had enough of his games, so she followed him down the hall until he got to the doors of his room where she set a veil so he could not pass.
When he got to the doorway her magic prevented him from walking through. He looked back at her and smiled, right before she caught up with him, he apparated into the room and she let out a scream in utter frustration. She walked up to him as he stood at the foot of his bed, her eyes dilated as she attempted to bewitch him.
He looked at her and gave a loud laugh. "My love you have a lot to learn about being a Vampire."
Her fangs were now showing as she hissed like some wild animal at him and started to walk away.
He clasped her hand and drew her close. "Don't let the monster over take you Mae, I was just kidding."
Mae sat at the edge of the bed and took a couple of deep breaths before she said anything. "I don't know what got into me. I'm sorry."
"Mae, this is part of what we are. When we feed our primal urge to have sex takes over and sometimes it can be overwhelming. I should not have taken my game so far." He sat on the bed and put his arm around her, kissing her cheek. "Now if you are done snapping me with towels and trying to break my neck with those damn rubber walls of yours. Would you mind crawling into bed next to me, so I can make love to you the rest of the night?"
Mae let out a giggle and kissed him, before climbing into bed.
It was morning, Gemma could feel Nikola stir beside her so she laid her arm and leg across his body hoping he would realize she was awake too and didn't want him to get up just yet, for now she wanted to revel in what they had shared last night.
Nikola gave a small laugh, "My pet, this is no way to try and keep a Vampire from leaving."
Gemma threw the covers back and ran her tongue down the entire length of his torso, stopping at the inside of his thigh long enough to make a hickey. "Are you sure about that?" she asked.
"Okay, I could be mistaken," he moaned as she grazed the tip of his shaft with her lips. "Stop your teasing woman, I have business to attend to and you are making me want to spend my time in bed instead of tending to what needs to be done." Nikola kissed the top of Gemma's head before he crawled out from under her and headed to the bathroom.
Gemma followed Nikola to the bathroom. They both stood in the doorway stunned at the amount of damage that was done. "Oh my fucking god, Beck is going to kill us." All of the mirrors were broken; thankfully they were also glued to their frames, keeping the glass contained. The shower door was ripped off the hinges and broken on the cracked floor tiles. Most of the fixtures were torn from the walls and sinks, as water leaked down the broken pipes on to the floor. All of Beck's decorative antiques were in pieces as were most of the light fixtures and the whole mess was covered in enough blood to make it look like a slaughter house.
"Don't worry about this mess, my sweet. I will settle it with Beck. Maybe we should use your bathroom though, this one seems to be a little out of sort." Nikola let out a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. It would not be the broken items that would concern Beck, as much as the bloody mess. It was not something he could send housekeepers in to clean up.
They went to Gemmas room and got ready to start their morning. It would be her first day as a Vampire and she had a lot to learn. First thing on the list was control; she could not see spending the rest of her life destroying the bathroom. They held hands as they went downstairs to the kitchen.
Please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
I have been posting free books from Amazon the previous days, so if this is your first time stopping in, you might want to check out the previous 3 days of posts. Today I am leaving you with an excerpt from "Spell Checked" which is due to release 1 Sept 2011. After today the posts for this tour will be taken down, so that I can remove the contents warning from my blog.
Mae looked to him as she held his hand, "I am scared Beck, I don't know how to fed and I don't want to hurt you."
Beck laughed, "Rest assure my love, pain is the last thing I will feel and don't worry, I will walk you through it. If you are ready, I think it is time for you to learn what it is like to be a Vampire.
Mae nodded her head in agreeance. Beck lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom placing her on a wooden chair that sat in the middle of the shower. He removed her clothes, and then his, before turning the shower and steam on. Once it was warm he kneeled on a folded towel on the floor in front of her, gently taking her hand in his, as he moved her legs to straddle his hips. "Mae, look at the side of my neck," he placed her fingers on his jugular. "Feel the pulse…breath in the metallic smell of the blood running under my skin."
She inhaled deeply, the tin like smell of his blood permeating her sense of smell…its intoxicating scent making her heart run wild. The heat of his pulse appear like an aura around his neck as she started to hearing the drumming of his pulse in her ear, beckoning to be shared.
Beck noticed her eyes dilating as if to bewitch, a telltale sign she was ready to feed. He put his arms around her pressing his body against hers. His lips eagerly meeting hers for a brief moment before he moved over to her ear and whispered, "Mae you are ready to drink. All you have to do is move your lips to my neck and do what comes natural."
She made a trail of kisses down his jaw and neck until she got to the point to where his pulse was the strongest. Her canines extended to long points, impaling his jugular without hesitation, where it lay shallow under his skin.
Beck couldn't help but to cry out as her teeth sank into his neck. It was an experience unlike anything he had ever felt, having never been fed on before. Any pain he might have felt was over ridden by overwhelming excitement growing across his body and down to his core. His blood spraying across Mae's body and face added to his excitement as she fed with added vigor. As soon as she had gained enough strength to wrap her legs around his waist, he lost all control, picking her up and moving her to one of the wooden benches that lined the wall of the shower. He laid her on her back as she continued to feed, their bodies becoming one in an unbridled frenzy, both of them unaware of anything but fulfilling a primal need. Beck cried out as Mae arched her back in pleasure, her orgasm pulsing around his shaft so hard he could no control his unbound release. Tears ran down his face as he became overwhelmed with ecstasy.
Mae withdrew from Becks neck, she shuttered as the last wave of pleasure left her body. The whole event had become a blur, having no idea how long they had been in the shower as Becks body still loomed over hers. She released her legs which had been wrapped around his hips and he pulled away still breathing heavy from their coupling. Mae looked around the shower, horrified and turned-on by the blood that was everywhere. It looked like some terrible murder scene instead of the most intense love making she had ever experienced.
Beck could read Mae's face as they sat up on the bench. "That was the most incredible thing I have ever felt in my life." He pulled Mae close and kissed her. "Don't worry about all the blood. We can shower it all off."
"I hope I didn't hurt you my love." She kissed him once more before getting up and realizing her legs could hold her weight. "Beck look, I can walk!" She took a couple of steps forward and threw her arms around his neck in excitement.
He lifted her from her waist and swung her around as he smiled in delight. "Being able to walk should be just the tip of the iceberg of the things you can do," he said as he put her feet back on the ground and let go.
Mae raised her brow, curious as to what he meant. "What else can I do?"
"If you listen real hard you can hear Gemma and Nikola on the other side of the house."
Mae strained to listen, at first the sounds were faint but when she concentrated in was like listening to a radio. "Oh my god, I can hear them," Mae blushed and tuned them out. "That was way more than I wanted to hear!" blushing at the noise Gemma and Nikola were making down the hall.
Beck laughed at her reaction, "As you already know from our little Sai fight, you are about as strong and as fast as I am. Only now you should be able to control it at will."
"Well as much as it is turning me on, I think we need to use some of that speed to clean up this bloody mess," she laughed.
Beck and Mae helped each other to get clean between touches and kisses. When they were done they started to clean the blood off the walls and floor of the shower. At first Mae started humming, but before long she was singing. Beck smiled as he cleaned, it was the first time she had willingly sung in front of him. It was her way of showing him that she was comfortable with him in all things, even the ones that embarrass her. Beck turned off the water and brought her a towel, when he had his back turned she snapped him in the ass with the wet towel she was using to clean the walls and ran out the door into the bedroom laughing.
"I'm going to get you for that," Beck yelled as he took off after her.
Mae was half way down the hall by the time he made it out of the room. She turned the corner to a small hall that Beck knew was a dead end. So he ran full speed and turned the corner only to run face first into one of Mae's rubber walls. He lay on the floor naked trying to catch the breath that had just been knocked out of him.
Mae ran over to where Beck lay and offered her hand to help him get up, instead he pulled her down on top of him, rolled over and pinned her to the floor. "That was very naughty Mae, now I am going to punish you," he grinned.
"And how do you plan on doing that? I'm as strong as you, fast as you and obviously smarter than you," she grinned.
Beck laughed at her remark, with her Witches powers she certainly had the upper hand, something he would have to keep in mind in the future. He let his hard body settle on top of her, his lips gently touching hers. She raised her head to meet his kiss and he pulled away from her, just far enough so she could still feel his breath on her but too far to touch. She just fed and he knew sexual tensions were running high. So his torture would be to tease her. He moved his tongue up her neck till he reached the lobe of her ear, where he bit and tugged gently, then whispered. "Do you like that Mae?" he said, moving his hips so his hard shaft was rubbing just the right spot. "You want more don't you?" his lips lightly kissing down her neck as she moaned. He sucked on her neck using his mouth, bringing the blood to the surface as she struggled to move her hips to meet his. He released his mouth from her neck leaving a large purple mark that had already started to heal its self. "I know you can feel my hardness against you. You want me to fuck you so hard, that I make you shutter all the way to your womb," he whispered in her ear.
Mae screamed out, "Yes!" as she struggled once more.
All of a sudden Beck stopped what he was doing, got up and walked away. Mae yelled at him down the hall as she ran towards him. "Oh no you don't Beckett Worthington! You are going to finish what you started." Right before she got to him he disappeared, then reappeared behind her pulling her arm up her back and bending her over the rail by the stairs. He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. She could feel his hardness grinding into her backside.
"Is this what you want Mae, for me to fuck you like some wild animal?" he said through gritted teeth.
She cried, "Yes! God yes fuck me."
Once again he let go of her and walked away. She had enough of his games, so she followed him down the hall until he got to the doors of his room where she set a veil so he could not pass.
When he got to the doorway her magic prevented him from walking through. He looked back at her and smiled, right before she caught up with him, he apparated into the room and she let out a scream in utter frustration. She walked up to him as he stood at the foot of his bed, her eyes dilated as she attempted to bewitch him.
He looked at her and gave a loud laugh. "My love you have a lot to learn about being a Vampire."
Her fangs were now showing as she hissed like some wild animal at him and started to walk away.
He clasped her hand and drew her close. "Don't let the monster over take you Mae, I was just kidding."
Mae sat at the edge of the bed and took a couple of deep breaths before she said anything. "I don't know what got into me. I'm sorry."
"Mae, this is part of what we are. When we feed our primal urge to have sex takes over and sometimes it can be overwhelming. I should not have taken my game so far." He sat on the bed and put his arm around her, kissing her cheek. "Now if you are done snapping me with towels and trying to break my neck with those damn rubber walls of yours. Would you mind crawling into bed next to me, so I can make love to you the rest of the night?"
Mae let out a giggle and kissed him, before climbing into bed.
It was morning, Gemma could feel Nikola stir beside her so she laid her arm and leg across his body hoping he would realize she was awake too and didn't want him to get up just yet, for now she wanted to revel in what they had shared last night.
Nikola gave a small laugh, "My pet, this is no way to try and keep a Vampire from leaving."
Gemma threw the covers back and ran her tongue down the entire length of his torso, stopping at the inside of his thigh long enough to make a hickey. "Are you sure about that?" she asked.
"Okay, I could be mistaken," he moaned as she grazed the tip of his shaft with her lips. "Stop your teasing woman, I have business to attend to and you are making me want to spend my time in bed instead of tending to what needs to be done." Nikola kissed the top of Gemma's head before he crawled out from under her and headed to the bathroom.
Gemma followed Nikola to the bathroom. They both stood in the doorway stunned at the amount of damage that was done. "Oh my fucking god, Beck is going to kill us." All of the mirrors were broken; thankfully they were also glued to their frames, keeping the glass contained. The shower door was ripped off the hinges and broken on the cracked floor tiles. Most of the fixtures were torn from the walls and sinks, as water leaked down the broken pipes on to the floor. All of Beck's decorative antiques were in pieces as were most of the light fixtures and the whole mess was covered in enough blood to make it look like a slaughter house.
"Don't worry about this mess, my sweet. I will settle it with Beck. Maybe we should use your bathroom though, this one seems to be a little out of sort." Nikola let out a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. It would not be the broken items that would concern Beck, as much as the bloody mess. It was not something he could send housekeepers in to clean up.
They went to Gemmas room and got ready to start their morning. It would be her first day as a Vampire and she had a lot to learn. First thing on the list was control; she could not see spending the rest of her life destroying the bathroom. They held hands as they went downstairs to the kitchen.
Please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
June 3, 2011
18 & Over Blog Tour Giveaway Day 3 "Private Games"
Hello and welcome to the 18 and over blog tour. I will be giving away 2 ebook copies of "Monogamy Sucks" by George Pappas and one $10 Amazon gift card at the completion of this tour. So if you want to win, make sure you leave me your email address with your comment below and don't forget to check out what other giveaways the other great Bloggers on this tour are offering.
Today's free book is called "Private Games" by Tawny Taylor- Who would have thought a simple board game could change your life. Three women learn it can when they toss the dice, face a challenge or two, and win...love, laughter, and hot, hot sex. Playing for Keeps Maddy Beaudet needs to shake things up a bit, but playing a board game isn't exactly what she considers exciting. Jace Michael has just moved across country to recover from an ugly divorce. Anxious to dive into work with both feet, the last thing he needs is a distraction, but the minute he meets Maddy, his employee no less, and learns about the game she's playing with her friends, a whole different game comes to mind. Master May I? Britt Olsen is shocked when Andre Cruz-Romero delivers a birthday gift, mistakenly mailed to Britt's former home. Unfortunately, what she finds in the box isn't what Britt expected. Then again, neither is Andre. The sexy entrepreneur who sports golf shirts and khaki pants by day wears leather by night. And the room that used to house Britt's workout equipment now holds a different kind of...apparatus...for an entirely different kind of game. A Game of Risk Taking risks is what day-trader Olivia Blake's life is all about. Well, at least financially. Personally is another story. It takes the draw of a card for her to approach the man she's pined over, her older sister's brother-in-law. The minute she does, she wonders if she's made the right decision. EMT Ty Wilcox spends his days rescuing people who toss caution to the wind and get injured or worse in the process. Playing it safe is the only way to live. But after seeing Olivia in a skimpy dress that almost covers her vitals, he wonders if risk is the four-letter word he'd always thought it was. "Private Games" Free on Amazon
I know this book has some negative comments on it, but many of the comments were similar…. "It was pretty much porn on paper - there was no "love" story". I don't know about you, but is that such a bad thing? I downloaded it as soon as I read that comment ;)
Don't forget to check back every day and leave a comment each day, to better your chance to win. And please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
Today's free book is called "Private Games" by Tawny Taylor- Who would have thought a simple board game could change your life. Three women learn it can when they toss the dice, face a challenge or two, and win...love, laughter, and hot, hot sex. Playing for Keeps Maddy Beaudet needs to shake things up a bit, but playing a board game isn't exactly what she considers exciting. Jace Michael has just moved across country to recover from an ugly divorce. Anxious to dive into work with both feet, the last thing he needs is a distraction, but the minute he meets Maddy, his employee no less, and learns about the game she's playing with her friends, a whole different game comes to mind. Master May I? Britt Olsen is shocked when Andre Cruz-Romero delivers a birthday gift, mistakenly mailed to Britt's former home. Unfortunately, what she finds in the box isn't what Britt expected. Then again, neither is Andre. The sexy entrepreneur who sports golf shirts and khaki pants by day wears leather by night. And the room that used to house Britt's workout equipment now holds a different kind of...apparatus...for an entirely different kind of game. A Game of Risk Taking risks is what day-trader Olivia Blake's life is all about. Well, at least financially. Personally is another story. It takes the draw of a card for her to approach the man she's pined over, her older sister's brother-in-law. The minute she does, she wonders if she's made the right decision. EMT Ty Wilcox spends his days rescuing people who toss caution to the wind and get injured or worse in the process. Playing it safe is the only way to live. But after seeing Olivia in a skimpy dress that almost covers her vitals, he wonders if risk is the four-letter word he'd always thought it was. "Private Games" Free on Amazon
I know this book has some negative comments on it, but many of the comments were similar…. "It was pretty much porn on paper - there was no "love" story". I don't know about you, but is that such a bad thing? I downloaded it as soon as I read that comment ;)
Don't forget to check back every day and leave a comment each day, to better your chance to win. And please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
18 & Over Blog Tour Giveaway Day 2 "Ecstasy"
Welcome to Day 2 of the 18 & Over Blog Tour Giveaway….or should I say welcome back, if you made it here yesterday. I will be giving away 2 ebook copies of "Monogamy Sucks" by George Pappas and one $10 Amazon gift card at the completion of this tour. So if you want to win, make sure you leave me your email address with your comment below and don't forget to check out what other giveaways the other great Bloggers on this tour are offering.
Today's book is called "Ecstasy" By Bella Andre…Candace, a newcomer to writing erotica, is thrilled when Charlie, a veteran of the industry, agrees to be her mentor. But neither of them ever expected that Charlie's lessons on new positions, using toys, varying locations and role playing would spiral from verbal instruction into hot, hands on education. Unfortunately, Candace's deception about the new erotic romance she's writing--where Charlie plays the starring role--is about to threaten their one chance at true love. "Ecstasy" by Bella Andre Free on Amazon
I will have a new free book listed on the 3rd and 4th plus a special treat on the 5th, so don't forget to check back every day and leave a comment each day, to better your chance to win. And please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
Today's book is called "Ecstasy" By Bella Andre…Candace, a newcomer to writing erotica, is thrilled when Charlie, a veteran of the industry, agrees to be her mentor. But neither of them ever expected that Charlie's lessons on new positions, using toys, varying locations and role playing would spiral from verbal instruction into hot, hands on education. Unfortunately, Candace's deception about the new erotic romance she's writing--where Charlie plays the starring role--is about to threaten their one chance at true love. "Ecstasy" by Bella Andre Free on Amazon
I will have a new free book listed on the 3rd and 4th plus a special treat on the 5th, so don't forget to check back every day and leave a comment each day, to better your chance to win. And please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
June 1, 2011
18 & Over Blog Tour Giveaway!
Hello everyone…that is everyone over the age of 18…Hehehe. Thank you for stopping at my blog, I love visitors, especially those who follow my blog and leave comments. I will be giving away 2 ebook copies of "Monogamy Sucks" by George Pappas and one $10 Amazon gift card at the completion of this tour. So if you want to win, make sure you leave me your email address with your comment below.
Today I am featuring a free book called "Masks" By Evangeline Anderson. What I like about this book is that it is short and it is free. But I really enjoyed reading it…so I hope you enjoy it too! Free "Masks" on Amazon
I will have a new free book listed on the 3rd and 4th plus a special treat on the 5th, so don't forget to check back every day and leave a comment each day, to better your chance to win. And please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
Today I am featuring a free book called "Masks" By Evangeline Anderson. What I like about this book is that it is short and it is free. But I really enjoyed reading it…so I hope you enjoy it too! Free "Masks" on Amazon
I will have a new free book listed on the 3rd and 4th plus a special treat on the 5th, so don't forget to check back every day and leave a comment each day, to better your chance to win. And please check out the other stops on this blog tour, we are all doing giveaways!!!
May 30, 2011
First or Third Person?
I finally got up the nerve to have beta readers take a look at my book…and the prognosis was not well. When I started writing the book I had no idea what POV stood for (In the military it meant Personally Owned Vehicle), so with that in mind, the first half was written in first, second and third person all at the same time…You could say my Point Of View was, well everyone's POV…apparently well written books can't be written that way which is too bad because, if I keep it in first person you only get to know what the main character is thinking, and what is the fun in that? I like the idea that one person was telling the story and as if by magic we could also know what everyone else is thinking. Almost like the readers little secret.
But alas, this is my first book so we will chalk that up to inexperience and move forward. I am currently changing the entire book to third person…I still like to get in everyone's head and see what they are thinking, it is the one thing I find fascinating about books, not only do you get to hear multiple conversations going on, in different places, at the same time. You also get a glimpse of what is going on in that noggin of theirs, a power I would personally love to have in the real world.
On the bright side of this writing fiasco, almost everyone who has had a chance to read "Spell Checked" has loved the story itself….further proof that I am a story teller and not a writer…at least not yet, but I am working on it.
When you are reading or writing, which do you prefer: First person or third person?
But alas, this is my first book so we will chalk that up to inexperience and move forward. I am currently changing the entire book to third person…I still like to get in everyone's head and see what they are thinking, it is the one thing I find fascinating about books, not only do you get to hear multiple conversations going on, in different places, at the same time. You also get a glimpse of what is going on in that noggin of theirs, a power I would personally love to have in the real world.
On the bright side of this writing fiasco, almost everyone who has had a chance to read "Spell Checked" has loved the story itself….further proof that I am a story teller and not a writer…at least not yet, but I am working on it.
When you are reading or writing, which do you prefer: First person or third person?
May 28, 2011
Put it down on paper already!!
Okay, it's been almost 4 months since I decided to write a book. For some reason I thought the writing part was going to be the hardest part of this journey, but I was wrong. Now that I have entered the world of edit, network, cover art, blurbs and publishing. I know It seems like it took forever to write the story (a little over 3 months), but I have given myself 4 extra months to get the book cleaned-up (with professional help), get a cover (yea, I have someone helping with this too), write a blurb about myself…done (but I got help), write a blurb about the book itself and finally get this beast published.
I feel like these are daunting task at times, but then the other published authors remind me that the work starts after you publish and have to market your book. I guess a writer's work is never done, at least not if you expect to be a successful one. When I look back to the start of all of this, I never really gave anything, other than writing the book itself, much thought. I still have a lot to learn about this very complicated industry and the steps to getting published. I will add that without the help of the other writers I have met along the way, I would be walking blindly into all of this and might have even considered not publishing at all.
I have learned so much along the way and if I had to give someone who was thinking about writing a book advice, it would have to be this. Pull out that laptop, notepad or whatever it is you like to write on and just do it…you can think about the rest of the crap later.
I feel like these are daunting task at times, but then the other published authors remind me that the work starts after you publish and have to market your book. I guess a writer's work is never done, at least not if you expect to be a successful one. When I look back to the start of all of this, I never really gave anything, other than writing the book itself, much thought. I still have a lot to learn about this very complicated industry and the steps to getting published. I will add that without the help of the other writers I have met along the way, I would be walking blindly into all of this and might have even considered not publishing at all.
I have learned so much along the way and if I had to give someone who was thinking about writing a book advice, it would have to be this. Pull out that laptop, notepad or whatever it is you like to write on and just do it…you can think about the rest of the crap later.
May 24, 2011
C.G. Powell's Author's Bio
As a teen C.G. Powell was selected as a member of her school's newspaper staff. After her first article the editor decided the darkroom was a more suitable place for her skills…or lack of. Since then, she has traveled everywhere—thanks to her innate curiosity about the world and the Navy. In her life time, she has learned: aviation electronics, CCNA networking, Gemology and how to get bloodstains out of the carpet (you never know when you might need that). But her latest, all-consuming, endeavor is storytelling. When asked why, her response was "I live to challenge myself; I like to be pushed outside of my comfort zone and writing is one of those things that pushes my boundaries. Besides it was the only way to share all of the crap bouncing around in my head!"
C.G. Powell lives in Virginia with her husband and children. When she is not writing, you might find her watching hot guys jog passed her front window, ordering the cabana boy to fix her another drink or abusing the local authorities…but that's just hearsay.
Thank you for your help Nichole Chase and Liz Schulte, your input was priceless.
C.G. Powell lives in Virginia with her husband and children. When she is not writing, you might find her watching hot guys jog passed her front window, ordering the cabana boy to fix her another drink or abusing the local authorities…but that's just hearsay.
Thank you for your help Nichole Chase and Liz Schulte, your input was priceless.
May 22, 2011
Spell Checked Excerpt Update
I finally finished my first book "Spell Checked." A few days ago, I sent it to beta readers, so I could get some feedback. In the mean time I have decided to post an excerpt from the book…Please tell me what you think. Below is the temp bookcover.
They drove down the coast for about thirty minutes, stopping at a small park near the water in Kinsale. Beck had packed a picnic lunch for them consisting of cheese, wine, bread and fruit. It was peaceful as they sat on a blanket by the water, eating and watching the boats pass by.
"What do you think of Ireland so far?" Beck asked.
"It's beautiful! I find it amazing the people here have persevered over so many atrocities. I'm glad Gemma dragged me here," Mae replied, closing her eyes and enjoying the breeze off the water.
Beck stood up, gathering the rest of the picnic basket's contents and handing all of it to Donald to take back to the car. "There are a couple of micro breweries here in Kinsale if you would care to do a little beer tasting while we are here."
"Sounds good to me as long as it's not stout beer, I don't think I could ever acquire a taste for something that looks like motor oil and tasted like burnt coffee." Mae got up from the blanket and helped Beck fold it before walking back to the car.
Beck laughed at her. "You Americans with your light beer cannot handle the real stuff."
"Are you insinuating that I drink watered down beer because I'm a wuss?" she said defensively.
"I do not know, are you?" Beck shot back teasingly as he threw the blanket in the trunk of the car.
"Being able to hold my liquor is in my genes. I will drink your ass under the table if you give me the chance." Mae found out during her first year at college that, for whatever reason, she just didn't get drunk.
"Is that a challenge?" Beck asked raising his brows. He knew that as a vampire this was a challenge Mae could not win; he could metabolize alcohol about as fast as he could drink it. Aidan had tried a thousand times to out-drink him, but always failed.
"Game on!" she said as she was thinking, I would love to see Beck drunk off his ass, then maybe I could take advantage of the situation, because this sexual tension is starting to get the better of me.
Beck debated whether or not to tell Mae about the unfair odds, but vampires always love a good challenge. It was part of their nature. "Oh, well then…It is on!" he replied playfully.
Sitting at a table in the middle of the pub, they ordered another round, their tenth in the past two hours. Mae was getting tired of going to the bathroom every twenty minutes and suggested shots instead. One way or another we are going to have a winner, she thought.
Beck yelled across the pub to the bartender. "Twenty shots of Bushmills, please." The bartender just shook his head as he poured the shots and brought them to the table.
Each of them lined up ten shots as a small crowd, mostly consisting of the pub staff, started to gather around the table. "The rules are: Ten shots…two minutes, last one to finish has to stand on the table and sing I'm a Little Teapot, agreed?" Mae challenged him with full confidence that, she could win this hands down.
"Agreed! And the winner gets to video tape it on their phone," Beck added as he set his phone down on the table, insinuating that she would be the loser.
She thought about it for a second, then replied. "Fine, but only for their personal viewing, no posting on YouTube or Facebook." Then they shook hands to seal the deal.
The bartender volunteered to keep time and referee. "Are you ready?…Go!" he said, in a heavy Irish accent.
The glasses were hitting the table in perfect synchronicity as they finished each shot, with the crowd cheering them on as they raced to finish. Everything went quiet when their last shots hit the table in a single clunk! The crowd all looked to the bartender to provide a definitive answer to their question…"Who won?"
"Looks like we have a tie!" exclaimed the bartender. The crowd booed at his ruling. But not wanting to miss the free entertainment, they started chanting. "Sing! Sing! Sing!"
Beck looked at Mae, wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "It appears we shall have a riot on our hand if we deny these good people their song."
She laughed and rolled her eyes. "Surely you don't intend for us to stand on the table and sing?"
"That is exactly what I am suggesting. So, are you ready to give them a little show?" Beck asked as he stood on the chair then stepped onto the table, offering her his hand in assistance.
"As ready as I'll ever be," she sighed, clasping his hand and joining him on the table.
They handed their phones to bystanders to record them. A minute later they finished and bowed while the crowd cheered.
"How are you feeling?" inquired Beck, as he helped her down from the table. He had never expected to take things so far. It worried him because they had each drunk enough alcohol to make a horse pass out. Oddly enough, Mae was not only still standing but appeared completely sober.
"I feel fine except for my crushed ego and utter embarrassment," she laughed.
"Yours and mine both," he laughed as he paid the tab.
Please leave me a comment...If you read it, I would love to hear from you.
They drove down the coast for about thirty minutes, stopping at a small park near the water in Kinsale. Beck had packed a picnic lunch for them consisting of cheese, wine, bread and fruit. It was peaceful as they sat on a blanket by the water, eating and watching the boats pass by.
"What do you think of Ireland so far?" Beck asked.
"It's beautiful! I find it amazing the people here have persevered over so many atrocities. I'm glad Gemma dragged me here," Mae replied, closing her eyes and enjoying the breeze off the water.
Beck stood up, gathering the rest of the picnic basket's contents and handing all of it to Donald to take back to the car. "There are a couple of micro breweries here in Kinsale if you would care to do a little beer tasting while we are here."
"Sounds good to me as long as it's not stout beer, I don't think I could ever acquire a taste for something that looks like motor oil and tasted like burnt coffee." Mae got up from the blanket and helped Beck fold it before walking back to the car.
Beck laughed at her. "You Americans with your light beer cannot handle the real stuff."
"Are you insinuating that I drink watered down beer because I'm a wuss?" she said defensively.
"I do not know, are you?" Beck shot back teasingly as he threw the blanket in the trunk of the car.
"Being able to hold my liquor is in my genes. I will drink your ass under the table if you give me the chance." Mae found out during her first year at college that, for whatever reason, she just didn't get drunk.
"Is that a challenge?" Beck asked raising his brows. He knew that as a vampire this was a challenge Mae could not win; he could metabolize alcohol about as fast as he could drink it. Aidan had tried a thousand times to out-drink him, but always failed.
"Game on!" she said as she was thinking, I would love to see Beck drunk off his ass, then maybe I could take advantage of the situation, because this sexual tension is starting to get the better of me.
Beck debated whether or not to tell Mae about the unfair odds, but vampires always love a good challenge. It was part of their nature. "Oh, well then…It is on!" he replied playfully.
Sitting at a table in the middle of the pub, they ordered another round, their tenth in the past two hours. Mae was getting tired of going to the bathroom every twenty minutes and suggested shots instead. One way or another we are going to have a winner, she thought.
Beck yelled across the pub to the bartender. "Twenty shots of Bushmills, please." The bartender just shook his head as he poured the shots and brought them to the table.
Each of them lined up ten shots as a small crowd, mostly consisting of the pub staff, started to gather around the table. "The rules are: Ten shots…two minutes, last one to finish has to stand on the table and sing I'm a Little Teapot, agreed?" Mae challenged him with full confidence that, she could win this hands down.
"Agreed! And the winner gets to video tape it on their phone," Beck added as he set his phone down on the table, insinuating that she would be the loser.
She thought about it for a second, then replied. "Fine, but only for their personal viewing, no posting on YouTube or Facebook." Then they shook hands to seal the deal.
The bartender volunteered to keep time and referee. "Are you ready?…Go!" he said, in a heavy Irish accent.
The glasses were hitting the table in perfect synchronicity as they finished each shot, with the crowd cheering them on as they raced to finish. Everything went quiet when their last shots hit the table in a single clunk! The crowd all looked to the bartender to provide a definitive answer to their question…"Who won?"
"Looks like we have a tie!" exclaimed the bartender. The crowd booed at his ruling. But not wanting to miss the free entertainment, they started chanting. "Sing! Sing! Sing!"
Beck looked at Mae, wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "It appears we shall have a riot on our hand if we deny these good people their song."
She laughed and rolled her eyes. "Surely you don't intend for us to stand on the table and sing?"
"That is exactly what I am suggesting. So, are you ready to give them a little show?" Beck asked as he stood on the chair then stepped onto the table, offering her his hand in assistance.
"As ready as I'll ever be," she sighed, clasping his hand and joining him on the table.
They handed their phones to bystanders to record them. A minute later they finished and bowed while the crowd cheered.
"How are you feeling?" inquired Beck, as he helped her down from the table. He had never expected to take things so far. It worried him because they had each drunk enough alcohol to make a horse pass out. Oddly enough, Mae was not only still standing but appeared completely sober.
"I feel fine except for my crushed ego and utter embarrassment," she laughed.
"Yours and mine both," he laughed as he paid the tab.
Please leave me a comment...If you read it, I would love to hear from you.
Spell Checked Excerpt
I finally finished my first book "Spell Checked." A few days ago, I sent it to beta readers, so I could get some feedback. In the mean time I have decided to post an excerpt from the book…Please tell me what you think. Below is the temp bookcover.
Beck stood, gathered the picnic basket and handed it to Donald to take back to the car. "There are a couple of micro-breweries here in Kinsale if you are interested in doing a little beer tasting while we are here."
"Sounds good to me as long as it is not stout beer, I don't think I could ever acquire a taste for something that looks like motor oil and taste like Burnt coffee." I got up from the blanket and helped Beck fold it before walking back to the car.
Beck laughed at me. "You Americans with your light beer cannot handle the real stuff."
"Are you insinuating that I drink watered down beer because I'm a lush?" I said defensively.
"I do not know, are you?" Beck shot back teasingly as he threw the blanket in the trunk of the car.
"Being able to hold my liquor is in my genes. I will drink your ass under the table if given the chance." I found out in College early on that I just don't get drunk.
"Is that a challenge?" Beck asked raising his brows. He knew that as a Vampire this was a challenge I could not win, he could process alcohol about the same speed he could drink it. Aidan had tried a thousand times to out drink him but always failed.
"Game on!" I would love to see Beck drunk off his ass, then maybe I could take advantage of the situation, because the sexual tension was starting to get the better of me.
Beck debated whether or not to tell me about the unfair fight but Vampires always love a good challenge. It was part of their nature. "Oh…It is on!" he replied playfully.
Sitting at a table in the middle of the pub we ordered another round, it would be our tenth in the last two hours. I was getting tired of going to the bathroom every twenty minutes and suggested shots instead. One way or another we were going to have a winner.
Beck yelled across the pub to the bartender. "Twenty shots of Bushmills please." The bartender just shook his head as he fixed the drinks and brought them to the table.
Each of us had ten shots lined up as a small crowed mostly consisting of the pub staff started to gather around us at the table. "The rules are: Ten shots…two minutes, last one to finish has to stand on the table and sing I'm a little teapot, agreed?" I challenged, confident I could win this hands down.
"Agreed and the winner gets to video tape it on their phone," Beck added as he set his phone down on the table, insinuating that I would be the looser.
I thought about it for a second then replied. "Fine, but only for their personal viewing, no posting on YouTube or Facebook." We shook on it to seal the deal.
The bartender volunteered to keep time and referee. "Are you ready…Go!"
The glasses were hitting the table in sync as we finished each shot, the crowd was cheering us on as we raced to finish. Everything went quiet when our last shots hit the table in a single thud. The crowed all looked to the bartender to provide a definitive answer to their question…Who won?
"It looks like we have a tie!" Exclaimed the bartender. The crowd booed at his ruling. Not to wanting to miss out on free entertainment, they started chanting. "Sing! Sing! Sing!"
Beck looked at me, wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "It appears we shall have a riot on our hand if we denied these good people their song."
I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Surely you don't intend for us to stand on the table and sing?"
"That is exactly what I am suggesting. So, are you ready to give them a little show?" Beck asked as he stood on the chair then stepped on to the table and gave me his hand.
"As ready as I'll ever be," I sighed, clasping his hand and joining him on the table.
We handed our phones to bystanders to record us. A minute later we were done and the crowd cheered.
"How are you feeling?" inquired Beck, as he helped me down from the table. He had never expected to take things so far. It worried him because that was enough Alcohol to make a horse pass out. Oddly enough, I was not only still standing but also completely sober.
"I feel fine except for my crushed ego and utter embarrassment," I laughed.
"Yours and mine both," he laughed as he paid the tab.
Please leave me a comment...If you read it, I would love to hear from you.
Beck stood, gathered the picnic basket and handed it to Donald to take back to the car. "There are a couple of micro-breweries here in Kinsale if you are interested in doing a little beer tasting while we are here."
"Sounds good to me as long as it is not stout beer, I don't think I could ever acquire a taste for something that looks like motor oil and taste like Burnt coffee." I got up from the blanket and helped Beck fold it before walking back to the car.
Beck laughed at me. "You Americans with your light beer cannot handle the real stuff."
"Are you insinuating that I drink watered down beer because I'm a lush?" I said defensively.
"I do not know, are you?" Beck shot back teasingly as he threw the blanket in the trunk of the car.
"Being able to hold my liquor is in my genes. I will drink your ass under the table if given the chance." I found out in College early on that I just don't get drunk.
"Is that a challenge?" Beck asked raising his brows. He knew that as a Vampire this was a challenge I could not win, he could process alcohol about the same speed he could drink it. Aidan had tried a thousand times to out drink him but always failed.
"Game on!" I would love to see Beck drunk off his ass, then maybe I could take advantage of the situation, because the sexual tension was starting to get the better of me.
Beck debated whether or not to tell me about the unfair fight but Vampires always love a good challenge. It was part of their nature. "Oh…It is on!" he replied playfully.
Sitting at a table in the middle of the pub we ordered another round, it would be our tenth in the last two hours. I was getting tired of going to the bathroom every twenty minutes and suggested shots instead. One way or another we were going to have a winner.
Beck yelled across the pub to the bartender. "Twenty shots of Bushmills please." The bartender just shook his head as he fixed the drinks and brought them to the table.
Each of us had ten shots lined up as a small crowed mostly consisting of the pub staff started to gather around us at the table. "The rules are: Ten shots…two minutes, last one to finish has to stand on the table and sing I'm a little teapot, agreed?" I challenged, confident I could win this hands down.
"Agreed and the winner gets to video tape it on their phone," Beck added as he set his phone down on the table, insinuating that I would be the looser.
I thought about it for a second then replied. "Fine, but only for their personal viewing, no posting on YouTube or Facebook." We shook on it to seal the deal.
The bartender volunteered to keep time and referee. "Are you ready…Go!"
The glasses were hitting the table in sync as we finished each shot, the crowd was cheering us on as we raced to finish. Everything went quiet when our last shots hit the table in a single thud. The crowed all looked to the bartender to provide a definitive answer to their question…Who won?
"It looks like we have a tie!" Exclaimed the bartender. The crowd booed at his ruling. Not to wanting to miss out on free entertainment, they started chanting. "Sing! Sing! Sing!"
Beck looked at me, wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "It appears we shall have a riot on our hand if we denied these good people their song."
I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Surely you don't intend for us to stand on the table and sing?"
"That is exactly what I am suggesting. So, are you ready to give them a little show?" Beck asked as he stood on the chair then stepped on to the table and gave me his hand.
"As ready as I'll ever be," I sighed, clasping his hand and joining him on the table.
We handed our phones to bystanders to record us. A minute later we were done and the crowd cheered.
"How are you feeling?" inquired Beck, as he helped me down from the table. He had never expected to take things so far. It worried him because that was enough Alcohol to make a horse pass out. Oddly enough, I was not only still standing but also completely sober.
"I feel fine except for my crushed ego and utter embarrassment," I laughed.
"Yours and mine both," he laughed as he paid the tab.
Please leave me a comment...If you read it, I would love to hear from you.
May 17, 2011
Spring Photos?
Every spring I usually pull out the camera and shoot lots of photos of the flowers and bugs. Not this year…I have only managed to snap a few because it has been overcast or raining almost every day since March. On the plus side, my yard…the one we have been struggling to grow the grass for the last 8 years, is all nice and green. Well at least until the summer drought kills it again.Maybe I can take some photos of cemeteries or dark woods, all I need is a little morning fog.
I hope you enjoyed the photos...Please leave a comment. It's what I live for.
I hope you enjoyed the photos...Please leave a comment. It's what I live for.
