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October 29, 2013
So you want to write hot sex? (Writing Erotic Romance)
I know that I’ve been mostly absent on the blog these days. Instead, I’ve been hosting other writers while I’ve been getting Eternal Ever After ready for its release in December, battling one hell of a head cold, and getting ready to leave for RI to attend the Indie Symposium this coming weekend.
When I haven’t been immersed in my own writing I’ve been reading How to Write Hot Sex—Tips from Multi-Published Erotic Romance Authors, edited by Shoshanna Evers.
Despite my fledgling fan base, I consider myself very much a rookie. If it weren’t for my critique partner, I’d have all sorts of strange things going on with body parts and sex toys would run amok with a mind all of their own.
One of my biggest problems as a rookie sex writer is forgetting where I’ve stuck things. 
Choreography is key.
I tend to write sex scenes that incorporate BDSM. Props can prove problematic if you forget them. What goes on must come off—whether it’s ropes, nipple clamps, hand cuffs, or even just a condom—it’s important to remember where you stuck things (pun intended). 
Isabo Kelly discusses choreography and other elements when drawing the comparison of writing sex to fight scenes. Her essay along with Cara McKenna’s reminder about comfort levels in real ugly and tips on how to add realism to sex scenes were probably my favorite two.
In closing, Shoshanna Evers goes over some info on publishing which is good for those who are just dipping their toes into the ever changing publishing waters.
But with so much fantastic information from seasoned pros it’s hard to pick what I liked the most. So I suppose you’ll just have to buy a copy and see for yourself. This book is a must read for anyone who wants to try their hand at writing erotic romance.
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October 27, 2013
Justice, Vampires – Bad Cop by Angela McCallister
Bad Cop
Angela McCallister
Release Date: 10/28/13
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Vampires
Publisher: Entangled Covet
Tagline: His brand of justice is just what she needs…
Book Description:
A cop who tosses the rulebooks to get his way…
Vampire Ian McCready doesn’t care for Alice Capshaw’s opinions about his version of justice. Her humanity makes her off-limits, but that does nothing to lessen his overwhelming desire for her. To Alice, Ian is just another bad cop as detestable as the one who destroyed her family. She’s attracted to him, yes, but he threatened his way into her agency’s murder case and has too many secrets.
When a new case resurrects ghosts Ian believed long dead and buried, his law-bending ways might result in his execution. The second Alice becomes a target, his cold heart flares into blinding existence. But following the law for her sake may end with devastating results.
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About the Author:
Angela McCallister has always wanted to grow up to be someone who would never grow up, and lucky her, that’s exactly what she’s done. Nothing says adventurous more than being a career US Navy Sailor with an imagination wild enough to create stories and characters with a paranormal bite. A mother of five, she’s gained plenty of story ideas from her family as well as her military experience.
Angela is very laid-back and happy to try just about anything once, from skydiving, sailing, slacklining, Aikido, and even hang-gliding–as long as she doesn’t have to subject anyone to her “singing” or make an appearance in a bikini. Like all authors, she’s crazy for books, especially Romance, and will talk about them for days. She’s currently stationed at Naval Base Ventura County Point Mugu in California where she can be spoiled with some of the best weather in the country. With such platforms as an aircraft carrier, an amphibious ship, and an Aegis destroyer, and duty stations in Illinois, Washington, Hawaii, and California, her experiences vary widely. She’s visited Thailand (a favorite), Bahrain, Dubai, Jebel Ali, Hong Kong, Guam, Canada, Mexico, and Singapore. She’s a member of RWA San Diego, From the Heart Romance Writers, and Rose City Romance Writers and especially loves to hear from and meet readers and fellow authors.
Website: http://www.angelamccallister.com/
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October 23, 2013
Release by Annie Nicholas (Paranormal Romance)
Release
Angler Series Book 3
Annie Nicholas
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Annie Nicholas
Date of Publication: Oct. 21, 2013
Word Count: 65,000 words
Cover Artist: Kanax
Book Description:
Nosferatu rule from the shadow and keep order over their blood-thirsty people. Bald with pointed ears, they give vampires something to fear. If a law is broken, they have only one punishment. Death. They are the most powerful clan in the Vampire Nation and the most monstrous. Only a male vampire can be transformed into a Nosferatu, but not all survive.
Connie Bence is on the run with her two lovers, Rurik and Tane. As leader of the Nosferatu, Tane’s only threat is his own clansmen, and they want all three of them dead. When Rurik began to lose his hair, rumors spread, and the Nosferatu accuse Tane of trying to transform Rurik into one of them illegally.
With the Nosferatu on their heels, Connie tries to figure out what’s changing Rurik and cure him before she loses him to blood lust.
Chapter One:
Like music playing in the background, nobody in the meeting paid any real attention to me. I was just a human caught in vampire society, their king’s blood slave. His plaything, which meant if Tane decided to crucify me in his yard, no one would bat an eyelash. Good thing Tane seemed to love me in his own sadistic way; otherwise my pampered existence would truly suck.
Well, almost no one would care. Rurik would give a shit what happened to me. We’d been lovers for years. He was also Tane’s right-hand vampire since we’d become a threesome and his presence in court kept most of the predators off my tail.
So I couldn’t comprehend why Tane had dragged me to an emergency Nosferatu clan meeting and insisted Rurik stay at our hotel room across town. The sudden role reversal did horrid things to my stomach. A room full of Nosferatu warriors would make any regular vampire toss their cookies. Let alone little human me. Antacids didn’t cover this kind of stress.
Sweat trickled along the crease of my spine. Silk and moisture didn’t mix. I controlled the urge to pluck at my curve-clinging dress. Why did I let Tane pick it? I’d been leaning toward buying a business suit when he’d intervened. Something about needing me to be a distraction…
Tane sat at the head of the conference table. Board shoulders straight yet his posture molded into his chair in a relaxed manner much like tiger watching his prey. The artificial light gleamed of the surface of his bald head and the tips of his pointed ears. They curled around his head in a pretty fashion but I doubt anyone ever used that adjective to describe him. Words like hard, intimidating, and sensual came more to mind when I thought of him.
He faced five of the most powerful vampires in the world across the table. Their bald-headed and pointed-ear appearance made them seem more like Tane’s brothers than just clan. I stood behind his chair, where a good little blood slave should, and clutched his shoulder. That last bit wasn’t required, but touching him gave me the balance I required since my stilettos sank into the thick white wall-to-wall carpet making my stance unstable. I already felt like I stood on a tight wire. Any of these vampires could kill me with a thought. Only Tane’s favor kept me safe so when he launched into action, ordering his private jet prepared when they summoned us, my Richter scale of oh-shit registered a 9.0 on a scale of one to ten. I wish his clan had chosen another city to meet in though.
Monte Carlo was Las Vegas’s prettier sister. Gilded, it appeared more welcoming than its American sibling but under all the rich tapestry laid the same shit: drugs, sex, and rock and roll. Each shadow held a ghost of my past. The city sparked memories of empty liquor bottles and cheap motels. A time I wished I could permanently erase from my mind. Welcome to the adult version of Disneyland, where all your dreams could come true…for the right price. Even with the glitter, Monte Carlo was a tragic kingdom.
I could think of so many other things I’d rather be doing than attending a secret Nosferatu clan meeting. Tane might be king of the Vampire Nation, but the Nation didn’t include his nasty clan. They apparently ran things differently among themselves.
On the drive here from our hotel, he briefed me to stay quiet and follow his every order. If I gave him my usual attitude, he’d be forced to punish me in ways I’d rather not think about again. His clan didn’t take shit from anyone, which meant publically neither could he. I wore my good girl panties, crossed my fingers, and hoped I could keep my tongue in check. I’d like to keep my dignity intact thank you very much.
His clan brothers lined the wooden table, staring at us in silence. Not unnerving at all. I didn’t know the total number of members, but I was sure it took more than five to police all the vampires in the world. Two of them had humans hovering behind their chairs. Other blood slaves? Nosferatu weren’t known for herding, let alone bonding to someone forever—these types of vampires were predators, the things that kept regular vampire population in check. Had Tane started a new trend?
Being a blood slave was a two-edged sword. Our bond would last until death-do-us-part. His death, not mine. I would never age or get sick. However, Tane held my life and sanity in his hands.
With his hand resting upon his crossed knee, Tane assessed the others. “Why have you summoned me?” Straight to the point for a change. Tane’s whole existence revolved around subterfuge. I would have felt better if he’d started the meeting with a lie or started a rumor. This made me more nervous than the garrison of guards standing outside the room. Apparently, the brothers thought they should bring a small army with them, where we only brought Kam, the sole wolf shifter of the group. I chewed on my bottom lip. Poor planning on Tane’s part? I couldn’t believe that. He’d kept our group small for a reason. Inwardly, I cringed. That didn’t reassure me either.
Kam stood with the guards in the hall outside the meeting room. Hopefully behaving. His alpha personality could rub a person the wrong way. I knew this from firsthand experience. Maybe I should have asked for him to be present inside the room.
“Stop fidgeting.” Tane’s voice gonged inside my head.
A squeak escaped my lips. Allowing my mental shields to part, I reached out to Tane. “I’m very ready to leave. Let’s saddle this show pony and get the hell out of Dodge.” I sensed the muscles of his shoulders tense under my hand.
“Why haven’t you brought Rurik?” the brother with a strong chin sitting farthest from Tane asked. He was one of the two with a blood slave. The young Asian man stood at attention and stared forward as if in the military. Show-off. Tane hadn’t bothered with introductions when we’d arrived so I didn’t know how to address anyone in the room.
Tane folded his arms on the table. “I wasn’t aware Rurik had joined our clan, brother. Why would I bring him to one of our meetings?”
“This isn’t the time to play games, Tane. We’re your strongest supporters.” Chinny gestured to the others at the table. “Rumors are spreading, and we’ve gathered to warn you. Possibly to keep you from being executed.”
Tane’s shoulders jerked. It was so subtle that if I hadn’t had a death grip on them I wouldn’t have known. “What are you talking about, Damius?”
Sucking in my stomach, I stepped closer to his chair. The only exit out of this room was behind me if I didn’t count the window on the other side of the table. Leaping out that would only end with a Connie Bence-shaped pancake on the sidewalk thirty floors below. I’d choose the door guarded by the garrison if this became a fight. I wasn’t a fool. If fighting broke out among vampires, I ran. These weren’t regular vampires. All Nosferatu were warriors, born and trained. One glancing blow and I was toast.
“We know Rurik is losing hair.” Chinny, AKA Damius, tossed a set of pictures on the table.
I controlled the urge to gasp and almost suffered an aneurysm. “How do they know about him?” I sent this question to Tane. What the fuck? We’d been so careful to hide Rurik’s mysterious affliction but we hadn’t been able to find the reason for his slow hair loss. His blood lust had grown stronger as well these last few months. We could only assume a poison at this point, yet all our efforts to find a source or a cure had turned up nothing.
My first love, Laurent, had died of cancer. I couldn’t lose Rurik. No matter the cost. My heart had been beaten to hell all my life, and there was only so much duct tape in the world to keep it together.
Slowly, Tane inspected each picture. They were of the three of us in Mexico last month in our private rooms. A blush flashed across my cheeks. I wouldn’t prance around naked ever again. Thankfully, Rurik was the focus of each shot though. “All this trouble because my companion shaved his head. He still has stubble over most of it. Obviously, not naturally smooth.” He ran his hand over his own scalp. “He’s insanely jealous for Connie’s attention and thought to copy my appearance. Should we shackle him for it?” Tane chuckled and tossed me the best fake amused glance I’d ever seen.
I tried my best to return it. All the while I was trying not to shit bricks. Some men went bald. Vampires didn’t. Not unless they were Nosferatu, but Rurik never would have volunteered for that gig. Way too much drama in that clan.
The brother to Tane’s left set a small clear bag with black hairs on the table. “My sources within your home sent me these from your bed a few months ago. Before these pictures were taken.” He pointedly stared at my blond hair. “Don’t tell me they are from her.”
Tane raised his eyebrow. “Is this why you called this meeting? Pulled hair found in my bed? Who knows what these two are up to when I am away.”
The one on the right set his hand on Tane’s arm. “I understand your attachment to Rurik, but you can’t turn someone without a clan vote.”
Tane yanked his arm from his brother’s grasp. “You are making a grave accusation with very little proof.” He poked at the bag. “This…” He shook his head. “This is ridiculous.”
The vampires grew still like their kind could. Only the sound of my and the other human’s breathing broke the heavy silence.
“Either way, I doubt the rest of our clan will be pleased by this change.” Damius gathered the pictures. “We have also heard that Rurik’s blood requirements have tripled. Send for him. Let us examine Rurik for ourselves before the others learn of his hair loss.”
If they didn’t already know. Tane had told me his brothers would have spies in our home, just like he’d had them in theirs, so chances were his whole clan knew, even with all our precautions. All that work for nothing: Wigs, checking his suits for loose hairs before meetings, youtube videos on comb overs. When he arrived at the meeting how would we explain the smoother sections of his scalp that didn’t show in the pictures? The stubble would eventually fade. Then what?
Tane leaned back in his chair. “Connie, send Kam for Rurik and make me something to drink. There’s a bar in the room off the hallway.”
I startled at the mention of my name. Instinct cried for me to tell him to get his own drink but I was glad for the excuse to escape the room, even for a few minutes.
Shit. Rurik was on the Nosferatu radar. Vampires didn’t like change, and the unknown reason for Rurik’s hair loss might cause a panic. We used wigs to hide Rurik’s affliction but in Mexico, the humidity had made Rurik’s head itch. Within the confines of our apartment he had removed it. His brothers must have been spying on us for a long time to catch those pictures and find those hairs.
Maybe one of the other Nosferatu would have an idea of what was wrong with Rurik. His blood lust grew worse every night, and we needed help. Tane had been researching cures day and night since it had started, to no avail.
I exited the meeting room to come face-to-face a group of armed regular vampire guards. Kam, my personal shifter bodyguard, stood apart from them. He leaned against the wall, appearing both relaxed and alert at the same time. His dark chestnut hair reached his shoulders but he kept it back in ponytail at the nape of his neck. Easily the tallest person in the hall, he spotted me and met my glare. I’d seen many a woman and female vampire throw themselves at the muscular shifter’s feet. I couldn’t blame them. He had that rugged mountain man look that some women loved. I like my men less furry.
I approached him. Before I could open my mouth, I sensed Tane slip inside my head.
“Run.” The order was whispered yet sharp like a strike of a whip. “Get Rurik out of the city. This is worse than I suspected. They’ll kill him. I’ll give you as much time as I can.”
I stumbled at his sudden retreat from my head and landed against Kam. With wide eyes, I met his golden gaze.
He gripped my arms and his nostrils flared. Quickly, his gaze shifted to the other guards in the hall. He knew something was wrong but neither of us could verbalize anything in front of these warriors.
“I don’t feel well, Kam. Take me home. Tane will meet us there later.” Swooning against him, I did my best impression of a fainting southern belle. We needed to vamoose from this building. Tane had insisted on staying in a separate hotel across town. He must have suspected something, or maybe it was from past experience with his clan. Either reason, he did well by keeping Rurik out of easy reach.
Kam scooped me in his arms and strode to the elevator, hitting the button with his elbow. The muscles in his arms tensed as if prepared to attack at a moment’s notice. With my mind, I tried to touch Tane, but he shielded against me. The mental walls he could build blew away anything I’d ever encountered. Being king meant he kicked ass on high levels of vampire abilities. His brothers were strong, but he was stronger.
The door slid open with a ding, and Kam carried me inside. None of the guards questioned us. What damage could a small human woman and a hulking wolf shifter do? As soon as the doors closed, Kam set me back on my high-heeled feet. “What’s going on?” He took up most of the space in the small area.
“They want to kill Rurik. We have to get out of the city.” Pressing my hand to my stomach, I fought rolling nausea. “I’m a blank. I don’t know this area and I haven’t an idea how the fuck to hide from Nosferatu. I mean, they only have to scan the minds of surrounding humans to find us, right?” They’d done this in Rio last year when hunting Colby, my old slayer boss. We had barely survived that fiasco and we only had to deal with one rogue Nosferatu at that time.
Kam’s face paled. “What about our Master?” His pack served Tane and, by proxy, me. Kam’s sister, Gwen, used to be my bodyguard but she was on a personal mission to kick a certain stubborn vampire slayer’s ass otherwise known as Colby. I wished her luck and hoped she didn’t kill him. Since then, Kam took her place, my oversized shadow who against his will knew too much about me and my past.
“I think he can handle himself. They want Rurik dead, not Tane.” I slapped his rock-hard abs. “Focus. Where can we go?”
“The marina. Master Tane had his yacht brought here. He’d thought to surprise both of you with a cruise of the Mediterranean.”
My heart fluttered at the kind gesture. Since we’d become a three-way couple, he’d been non-stop romancing us. Damn his stupid brothers for wrecking that trip.
“Give me your cell.” My dress didn’t have enough material for pockets.
Kam pulled out his phone.
I dialed Rurik’s number from heart. My pulse hammered in my ears as I listened to the ring. I disliked speaking mind to mind but at the moment I would have been thrilled for Rurik’s velvety presence in my thoughts. We didn’t share a blood bond, so such a link was difficult. Distance made it even tougher.
About the Author:
Annie Nicholas writes paranormal romance with a twist. She has courted vampires, hunted with shifters, and slain a dragon’s ego all with the might of her pen. Riding the wind of her imagination, she travels beyond the restraints of reality and shares them with anyone wanting to read her stories. Mother, daughter, and wife are some of the other hats she wears while hiking through the hills and dales of her adopted state of Vermont.
Annie writes for Samhain Publishing, Carina Press, and Lyrical Press.
Website: www.annienicholas.com
Blog: www.annienicholas.blogspot.com
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October 21, 2013
Loup-Garou For You
Loup-Garou For You
Voodoo Bayou
Book 2
Katalina Leon
Genre: Paranormal erotic romance, shifters, time-travel, historical.
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave Publishing
Date of Publication: September 27th 2013.
ISBN: 9781419947322
Number of pages: 112
Word Count: 54k
Book Description:
Bayou Country, 1834. Aubert Marston awakens on the eve of his twenty-seventh birthday to discover he’s undergone some disturbing physical changes. His body is bigger, stronger and hairier than it’s ever been, and burns with the lust of a beast. To make matters worse, a hundred guests are about to arrive for the plantation’s annual ball.
A mysterious young woman named Corrine appears in his home, temping Aubert to unleash the inner lycan, and family secrets from a medieval past surface. Corrine lures Aubert to a bayou camp of Cajun Loup-Garous—werewolves, But Aubert’s wealth and good looks are no advantage here. He must surrender to his feral nature and fight tooth and claw against another male pack member to claim Corrine as his own.
Inside Scoop: This story contains mild bondage, southern hospitality, consensual sexual torment, f/f, m/m, anal play, cage fighting and unfettered animal lust. Enjoy!
A Romantica® historical paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
About the Author Katalina Leon:
I’m an artist, an author, mother and wife. I write for Ellora’s Cave, Loose Id Publishing and a couple new publishers to be announced soon. I try to bring a touch of the mystical and a big sense of adventure to everything I write because I believe there’s a bold, kick-ass heroine inside all of us who wants to take a wild ride with a strong worthy hero.
Website: www.katalinaleon.com
Author Pages: Ellora’s Cave Loose Id Amazon
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October 20, 2013
To Catch Her Death (Paranormal Humor)
To Catch Her Death
Grim Reality Series
Book One
Boone Brux
Genre: Paranormal Humor
Publisher: Red Hot Publishing
Date of Publication: Oct. 2013
ISBN: e-book – 9781938601118
Print – 9781938601125
Number of pages:250
Word Count: 60K
Cover Artist: Jennifer Meyers & Hot Damn Designs
Book Description:
What do you get when you cross a hockey mom with the grim reaper? Me, Lisa Carron.
If being a depressed, frumpy, widowed mother of three wasn’t bad enough, I just discovered I’m a grim reaper. I know what you’re thinking. Wow, that’s kind of sexy and full of awesomeness. Hardly. Oh, and my clients? Stupid people. Like I don’t get enough of that from the living.
Since Alaska is big and angels of death are few, I’ve been partnered with reaper extraordinaire, Nate Cramer. He’s strong, silent, and way too good looking for my recently widowed state. Oh, and he reaps violent criminals, so that should be interesting.
Forget the danger and the hours of self-analysis it will take for me to find my reaper mojo. My biggest problem? Hiding it all from my overly attentive family and nosy neighbors. Now that’s going to take a miracle.
Excerpt:
“You’re not welcome here.” He took a step forward and I slapped my hand against the wall, blocking his path with my arm. If he was a grim reaper then maybe he couldn’t enter my house until he was invited—like vampires. “Be gone.”
He smirked. “I’m not a vampire.”
“I know you’re not. There’s no such thing.” I rolled my eyes, trying to give the impression I hadn’t totally been thinking that. “What do you want?”
“Give me ten minutes. Then I’ll leave and never bother you again.”
It sounded too good to be true. “Never ever?”
“I promise.”
He didn’t do any kind of scout’s honor hand gesture, so I didn’t know if I could completely trust him. “Ten minutes.”
In that amount of time, he could have me sliced up and vacuum sealed, but what choice did I have. I spun and walked into my kitchen. The idea of he being a grim reaper was the lesser of two evils made me want to laugh. Not in a haha, ironic isn’t it way. But a deeply disturbed things keep getting weirder and weirder way.
His footsteps followed. I cursed myself. He’d probably leave big, stupid dirt marks all over my sparkling floor. I scooped up my glass and turned to face him. My upbringing forced me to offer him a drink. “Would you like a glass of wine?”
He held up a hand and shook his head. “No, thank you.”
Hmm, very polite—for a killer. I pulled out the chair and sat, indicating he should do the same. I sipped slowly, wishing it was something stronger. “Okay, speak.”
He lowered himself into the chair and propped his elbows on the table, leveling a stare at me. “You are a grim reaper.”
“So you’ve said.” I took another drink and set down my glass. “Are we done?”
“Hardly.” He eased back and sized me up, his gaze narrowing. “All right then, you explain what happened at the Holiday station this morning.”
I considered giving him Vella’s explanation, but those reasons sounded even more ridiculous than reaping a soul. I decided to change tactics. “Let me ask you this. Why do you think I’m a reaper?”
“We recently lost one of our own and you came on our radar as the next reaper in line.”
“Lost one of your own?” I didn’t like the sound of that at all. “You mean one of your reapers died?”
He shifted in his chair. “Yes.”
“That’s a bit ironic isn’t it? The angel of death dying.”
He shrugged. “We’re mortal, tools for the greater good of mankind.”
I refrained from telling him how much of a tool I thought he was. “Isn’t the grim reaper immortal?”
“You watch too many movies.”
That was true but I didn’t confirm his statement.
About the Author:
As a bestselling author, Boone Brux’s books range from high fantasy to humorous paranormal.
A former nanny, Boone has lived all over the world, finally settling in the icy region of Alaska, where she writes full time. Always looking for the next adventure, it’s not unusual to find her traversing the remotest parts of the Alaskan bush. No person or escapade is off limits when it comes to weaving real life experiences into her books or blogs.
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October 15, 2013
Are You Coded for a HOT Contemporary Romance?
Desire Unmatched
Coded for Love
Book Four
Lynne Silver
Genre: High Heat Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
Date of Publication: October 9, 2013
Word Count: 61,000
Book Description:
Coded for Love
Engineered with superior strength, agility and acumen, the genetically enhanced soldiers of the top secret Program do the dangerous assignments no one else can. Now, they’re tasked with one additional job. Breed.
But finding and convincing their perfect DNA match they are the right men for the job may be their most dangerous mission to date. And the hottest. Good thing, they’re Coded for Love.
Desire Unmatched
Genetically enhanced soldier Xander Bristack has spent his life under the imposing rule of his dictatorial, controlling father. Under his father’s watch, he is The Program’s deadliest and coldest killer. But when Xander is kidnapped by enemies of The Program only one thing motivates Xander to escape. His true match, the sexy Emma Harrison.
He’s been obsessed with Emma from afar, yearning to have her in his life and in his bed, but knowing he should never involve the beautiful blonde in his messed-up life. However, when Xander breaks out of his prison and returns home, Emma refuses to let him keep his distance, enticing him to surrender to the heat between them. She teaches him that passion trumps duty and that love doesn’t mean blind obedience. His desire for her cracks the shell he’s hidden in his whole life.
By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age.
An Excerpt From: DESIRE UNMATCHED
Copyright © LYNNE SILVER, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
“Oh, you startled me,” Emma put a hand to her chest. “What are you doing here and why are you sneaking around?” She was in the large main office storage room, putting things in boxes and helping to organize the chaotic room. Her hair was piled in a loose bun on her head, and sweat dampened her dusty pale-pink blouse. Nice of Xander to stop by now when she looked a fright.
Xander watched her soberly for a minute. “I heard you’re looking for a job.”
She nodded. “Yep. I don’t want to be a mooch. Everyone around here has done so much for me. I hate to keep taking without giving back.”
“So that’s why you’re inside on this gorgeous day up to your ass in dusty boxes of shit we’ll never need again?”
Way to make her feel useless, but she answered him anyway. “Yes. I overheard Shep complain he couldn’t find anything in this mess. I volunteered to help out.” She didn’t understand why after nearly a month of ignoring her, he was seeking her out now, but she finally had him alone and didn’t question his motives too hard. It was pathetic how much a single word from this man warmed her insides. Even without the blood work, they both knew they were a match. After her horrific kidnapping ordeal, she wanted the connection and the safety of belonging to someone. No, not simply someone. Xander.
“Will you look for a job off campus or on campus?”
“Off probably, and I want to take classes at the university. I hadn’t realized it was down the street.”
For some reason this made him scowl. Idly, she noticed his buzz cut was longer than she’d seen it. Normally he kept it at army recruit length. Today it was practically hippie length at two inches long. He looked good to her no matter his haircut.
“I didn’t finish my degree, remember, Xander?”
“I forgot how young you are.”
“I’m twenty-four. I took a year off between school and uni.”
“And I’m thirty. Like I said, you’re a baby.”
“Is that what has you keeping your distance? Afraid you’re robbing the cradle?” Her bare knee brushed against one of the many cardboard crates she sat among.
“Among other things.”
“Such as?”
He didn’t answer, but she hadn’t really expected one. Xander was a man of few words and even fewer explanations. “Why are you here, Xander? Did you want another kiss?” Maybe she was actually getting to him. She hadn’t imagined his flinch at the word kiss.
“I wanted to see you, that’s all.”
“Because we’re a match, and it’s getting harder for you to deny it. Isn’t it?”
“Something’s getting harder,” he muttered.
She tried to hide her smile. He obviously hadn’t wanted her to hear his words, but now they were out there. And speaking of, she sneaked a peek at his crotch. Yep, no place to hide that puppy. His erection punched out behind the zipper of his trousers.
Loren had told her how difficult it was for the Program soldiers to deny their instinct to be with their DNA match. So far, Xander had her questioning their connection. She felt the pull, but he’d been so distant, she thought maybe she was imagining the whole thing. Now she wondered. Perhaps Xander had been feeling the sexual pull toward her as much as she’d been toward him, but was better at denying his urge. She had no such qualms.
If he accepted her as his match, she’d belong here. It had taken her own father nine weeks to notice she’d been missing after Paulson kidnapped her. Xander wouldn’t misplace his match for more than nine minutes.
“Let’s blow off some steam,” she said, rising to her feet.
“What?” He looked startled.
She gestured to his crotch. “I want you, and you obviously want me. We don’t have to make a lifetime commitment. We can simply release some steam.” Lies, all lies. She wanted him sexually. She wanted him forever. Before he could refuse, she unbuttoned the sheer blouse she wore over a tiny pink camisole. She had his full attention now. The black fatigue pants he wore stretched tighter over the hard ridge of flesh.
Her friends at home would laugh to see her up to her usual tricks. She didn’t consider herself a slut, but she’d hooked up with her fair share of men. There was nothing wrong with liking sex, in her opinion, and she knew sex with this man, her possible match, would rock her world.
“Emma,” he said, but she didn’t know whether it was a plea to stop or keep going. So she ignored his wishes and went with her own. Which meant getting naked, right here right now in the dusty, crowded storage room. She could drag him over to her apartment down the hall, but if she interrupted this moment for even a second, she knew Xander would bolt. No, no time to get to a more private place.
Shep thought she wouldn’t want to be in the bachelor apartments after her experience at Paulson’s hands. She appreciated the distance from the bachelors, but not for the reasons thought. Living down the hall in the same building as Xander would’ve been torture. It would’ve been a battle every night not to sneak out and climb in bed with him. But now he’d come to her.
Oh shit. She was taking off her shirt, and yep, there was her bra, every bit as sexy as he’d imagined. And he’d imagined a lot. How the hell had this happened? He’d had a plan, a goal, and five seconds with Emma had blown it out of the water. He’d known Shep hadn’t particularly wanted him to match and breed, he was too much of a loose cannon.
Fine with him.
Easy as pie never to sign up to match. It wasn’t as if a guy’s perfect match would come strolling onto the compound. Except his had. And now she was getting naked, and, God help him, every reason he had for steering clear of her was flying out of his brain. Understandable, really when all blood flow was heading south.
“Emma, stop.”
“Not a chance.”
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Her Accidental Boyfriend (Contemporary Romance)
Her Accidental Boyfriend
Secret Wishes Series
Book 2
Robin Bielman
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing – Bliss
Date of Publication: October 14, 2013
ISBN: 9781622661657
ASIN: B00FCR3IV4
Number of pages: 175
Cover Artist: Jessica Cantor
Book Description:
Faking it with this flirt never felt so real…
Kagan Owens has a secret. One she thought she’d escaped by leaving New York, but when her past follows her to her temporary new life, Kagan lets a teeny lie slip. And now the town’s biggest playboy and flirt, Shane Sullivan, has become her pretend boyfriend—just until she’s ready to return to NYC. But the handsome, fun-loving Shane makes it tough to determine where their friendly agreement begins and ends…
Shane has no intention of settling down—in fact, his job depends on it, and nothing’s more important than his work. Still, he can’t help but agree to Kagan’s scheme, if only to find out more about the mysterious beauty. But when every touch from her sets his heart and body on fire, he realizes playing an accidental boyfriend may be more than he bargained for—and more than he can give.
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Robin Bielman lives in Southern California with her high school sweetheart husband, two sons, and crazy-cute mini Labradoodle, Harry (named after Harry Dresden from Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files books). When not attached to her laptop, she can almost always be found with her nose in a book. She also likes to run, hike, and dip her toes in the ocean. Filled with wanderlust, she longs to visit many different places and fulfill her curiosity. She wouldn’t mind indulging her sweet tooth in every location either. She’s a lover of Post-it notes, cable television shows and café mochas. Writing is a dream come true, and she still pinches herself to be sure it’s real.
Her other novels include Kissing the Maid of Honor, Worth the Risk, Risky Surrender and Yours At Midnight. She loves to connect with readers. Learn more and sign up for her newsletter on her website at http://robinbielman.com. She can also be found online here:
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Chatting with Contemporary Romance Author Shadonna Richards!
Welcome to my blog interview with novelist Shadonna Richards. If you like what you read, please investigate her books at Amazon.
A.C. James: Hello, Shadonna. Please tell us something about yourself, where you’re based, and how you came to be a writer.
Shadonna: Hi, A.C. Thanks for having me as a guest on your blog. I’m a romance author based in Canada. I enjoy writing stories about the power of love and happily-ever-after.
A.C. James: And what genre do you generally write and what have you had published to-date? What do you think of eBooks?
Shadonna: I write contemporary romance and romantic comedy. I’ve published more than ten titles in contemporary romance to date including the Bride Series and Whirlwind Romance series. I’m currently at work on several more romance novels. And, I love reading e-books on my e-reader or smartphone.
A.C. James: Me too… I’m addicted to e-books. Have you self-published? If so, what lead to you to become an indie author?
Shadonna: Yes, I am self-published. I was inspired by an article I had read on Amanda Hocking a couple of years ago. I then became a fan of her blog. Her journey in self-publishing really motivated me to have my fiction manuscript professionally edited and later published on Kindle.
A.C. James: I think it’s important to do it right. Hire out for editing and cover art. The misconceptions about self-publishing and the dodgy covers are slowly fading. Do you have a favorite of your stories or characters?
Shadonna: Hmm… Actually, they are all my favorites. It’s so hard to choose. J
A.C. James: Like children, right? Which authors did you read when you were younger and did they shape you as a writer?
Shadonna: I’ve read many authors when I was younger from the classics to contemporary and they’ve all shaped the way I write.
A.C. James: And do you manage to write every day, and do you plot your stories or just get an idea and run with it?
Shadonna: Good question. I write as often as I can. Mostly every day. I often plot my storyline beforehand and do my character development profiles. Then I flesh it out on the computer, but there are times when an idea slips into my mind and I can’t type fast enough to keep up with the flow of the events. I just run with it and let the characters tell the story.
A.C. James: Do you do a lot of editing or research?
Shadonna: I do tons of editing and research when I am writing my stories. Once I’ve been through my story a few times and I have polished it, proofed and copy edited it, I then send it off to my editor.
A.C. James: What point of view do you find most to your liking: first person or third person? Have you ever tried second person?
Shadonna: I prefer third person past tense, however, I have tried first person on one of my earlier works. As far as second person is concerned, that is something I’ve not tried.
A.C. James: Are you involved in anything else writing-related other than actual writing or marketing of your writing?
Shadonna: Not really. Writing stories, editing and marketing pretty much fills up my schedule. J
A.C. James: Tell us what you are working on at the moment or next.
Shadonna: I’m currently at work on several more books in the Bride Series and I’m having tons of fun with the intriguing characters. J
A.C. James: It does sound like a lot of fun and I can’t wait to have you back when they’re released. Where can we find out about you and your writing?
Shadonna: You can visit my Facebook page at www.facebook.com/authorshadonnarichards I love to hear from readers! It really makes my day!
A.C. James: Thank you for interviewing today on my Paranormal Passion blog! Good luck with An Unexpected Bride (Second Anniversary Edition)!
An Unexpected Bride
The Bride Series, Book 1
Shadonna Richards
Genre: Contemporary Romance/ Romantic Comedy
ISBN: 978-1463774820
ASIN: B005GXLALY
Number of pages: 260
Word Count: 54,000
Cover Artist: Ramona Lockwood
Book Description:
AN UNEXPECTED BRIDE (Book 1 in The Bride Series) – #1 Bestseller in Humor
Emma Wiggins is about to marry her heart-stopping, gorgeous boss, CEO Evan Fletcher, in seven days–too bad he doesn’t know it yet!
Desperate to fulfill her ailing grandfather’s last wish to see her settle down and get married, Emma Wiggins, a 30-year-old, career-focused executive tells him a little white lie on his deathbed that she is in fact engaged–to her boss, deliciously handsome and emotionally unavailable, Evan Fletcher.
The situation takes an unexpected turn when her grandfather’s condition improves slightly and to her shock, he goes ahead and arranges a wedding ceremony at his hospital bedside before he passes on. Now, all Emma has to do is convince unsuspecting, commitment-phobic Evan to tie the knot with her in seven days. Can love blossom in the most unlikely situation?
The Bride Series novels and novellas have sold over 260,000 copies in the last year
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Shadonna Richards enjoys reading and writing about the magic of romance and the power of love. She has sold over 260,000 copies of her bestselling romance novels, the Bride Series and Whirlwind Romance Series, in the past eighteen months.
Born in London, England, she has a B.A. Degree in Psychology and a Diploma in Nursing. She is also the author of the non-fiction books, A Gift of Hope, Count Your Blessings and Think & Be Happy: 365 Empowering Thoughts to Lift Your Spirit (an Amazon Kindle #1 Bestseller in Meditation).
Winner of Harlequin’s So You Think You Can Write 2010 Day Two Challenge, she is also a member of Romance Writers of America. She’s a proud mommy and wife and lives in Canada with her husband and son.
Website: www.ShadonnaRichards.blogspot.com
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October 14, 2013
A Walk in the Black Forest (Historical Time Travel Erotic Romance)
A Walk in the Black Forest
K.A M’Lady
Genre: Historical/Time-Travel Erotic Romance
Publisher: Mojocastle Press
Date of Publication: August 25, 2013
ISBN: 9781601801876
Number of pages: 312
Word Count: 81,874
Cover Artist: Patricia Dittman
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Book Description:
A Knight bred in the blood of battle…
Damon DeGracey is the Dragon of Blackmoor. Darkly mysterious, a cunning tactician of war, and William the Conqueror’s fiercest knight, he is a warrior any King would gladly claim as his champion. In a land awash in bloodshed and treachery, the Dragon must hunt and slay those responsible for the murder of his family while trying to keep the rebels from overthrowing the newly crowned King’s throne.
A sword forged in mystery…
Its ancient etchings and flame red stone draw Anthropologist, Gabriella DeVoux like a moth to a dragon’s fierce blaze. Its secrets she must know…its master’s hand she unwittingly craves. Will history yield to her its secrets or will the Dragon elude her in time’s lost pages?
A love that time cannot destroy…
Now that he’s found her, he will stop at nothing to have her – to keep her. And she will do anything to keep him safe. In these dark times an even darker treachery abounds. Will their love survive the hands of fate?
Excerpt:
She stood before him. Uncertainty filled her, as her breathing became rapid. He pulled her softly to him, slowly so not to startle her or cause any pain to her still healing wound.
Her sleek form fit like a glove against his large muscular frame, fitting his arms perfectly, her head just below his chin. With an intensity that arose from days of repressed need, he brought his lips down upon the soft fullness of hers.
She sighed into his embrace, lost the minute he pulled her against him. She had wanted him to kiss her, like this, for what seemed an eternity. She had dreamt about it in her sleep.
His tongue parted her lips and traced around its edges, sipping gently before delving deeply to taste her. Ecstasy coursed through her as he held her firmly against him, his hand tangling in her hair, his tongue dueling with hers. She was certain that at any moment she would melt in a pool at his feet.
What are you doing, Gabriella, she asked herself. This is insane…but God, he feels so good! No man had ever stirred her to this madness. No man had driven her with such need to match the loneliness that had once consumed her. That loneliness was melting from her heart as he backed her up against the door and kissed her more deeply, more passionately—if that was possible—than before.
This woman is a temptress, Damon thought. He had never in his life tasted a woman so wonderful, so pliant in his hands. She felt perfect against his body. Something in her called to the nether reaches of his soul. She tasted like heaven, smelled like the innocence of springtime. Felt like a goddess beneath the folds of satin.
As he clung to her lips, he knew he was doomed and didn’t care about the consequences. Knew that he had to have her, possess every bit of her and claim her as his own.
He pulled her tightly against him and pressed the latch of her door, easing her into the room. She was lost in his kiss, not noticing that he backed her towards the bed. The room was in utter darkness but for the small blaze the servants had set for the night’s fire. The subtle flame danced with her desire, darkened her deep green eyes as he eased back from the kiss.
Gabriella knew that madness had overtaken her. Was overtaking them. She knew that she should stop things before they got completely out of hand. But her own needs coursed through her, spoke to her heart as they never had before.
Even though she barely knew this man, her heart told her she knew all that she needed to. Life was too uncertain, the future too full of possibilities. Just once, she wanted to know. Know what it was to be desired with such fierceness. She needed to surrender to the passion that she had witnessed so often between her parents.
“I should go,” he whispered, his voice a gentle caress to her heightened awareness. His heart thundered in his chest as need washed through him. “Tell me to go, Gabriella, and I shall,” he whispered against the nape of her neck.
Her dragon was filled with hunger; desire filled his words as they gruffly, yet softly swirled around her in the darkness of her room. She knew she should tell him to go, but somehow, she could not. “Stay,” she whispered. Her entreaty filled the entranced silence of the room and sealed their fates.
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October 10, 2013
Behind the Mask (Paranormal Erotic Romance)
Behind the Mask
Jacqueline Paige
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance
Word count-26,000 words
Tagline: Her world is calm and predictable until one night, one costume party and one sexy masked man happen.
Warm up for Halloween with…
Book Description:
In a fit of temper, Gracelyn’s only sister curses her so she’s forgotten the moment anyone turns away from her. Only one thing, at an exact moment, can break the curse. After years of failed attempts, she is forced to accept living her life completely alone.
Her world becomes calm and predictable —until one Halloween night …
one costume party …
and one masquerading man change everything.
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About the Author:
Jacqueline Paige lives in Ontario in a small town that’s part of the popular Georgian Triangle area. No one has ever heard of Stayner, so she usually tells people she lives “near Collingwood” and no, she doesn’t ski at Blue Mountain or at all, in fact she’s not even fond of snow.
She began her writing career in 2006 and since her first published works in 2009 she hasn’t stopped. Jacqueline describes her writing as “all things paranormal”, which she has proven is her niche with stories of witches, ghosts, physics and shifters now on the shelves.
When Jacqueline isn’t working at her ‘reality job’ or lost in her writing she spends time with her five children, most of whom are finally able to look after her instead of the other way around. Together they do random road trips, that usually end up with them lost, shopping trips where they push every button in the toy aisle, hiking when there’s enough time to escape and bizarre things like creating new daring recipes in the kitchen. She’s a grandmother to four (so far) and looks forward to corrupting many more in the years to come.
Jacqueline loves to hear from her readers, you can find her at www.jacqpaige.webs.com , www.jacqpaige.blogspot.ca or http://magicseasonsbooks.blogspot.ca
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