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Cover for Sleeves is ready!

Oh my word! My cover is ready for Sleeves! I'll be sending out ARCs later today or possibly tomorrow. It's not too late to tell me you want an ARC! All you have to do is review it on Goodreads and Amazon. Can barely sit still I'm so nervous and excited!!!

Knots mini teaser chapter 8

Mark from Chapter 8:
“It’s simple—I love you enough to care about giving reminders, but I don’t expect perfection. I do expect you to care though, too. And that’s all that matters. We’re both invested. That’s how this works. That’s why the fears go away. You know I’m completely devoted to you and your happiness, and I have the satisfaction of knowing I get the same in return. What about that doesn’t sound like everything you’ve ever wanted right down to your marrow?”

Sleeves mini teaser chapter 8

Casey and stranger in the grocery store from Chapter 8:
“Oh my God!” the blonde gasped and pointed at her. “You’re the one! You’re the one he’s destroying himself over. You have to come to the club tonight! He’ll see you and he’ll go ballistic. He’ll probably force you to do . . .” the blonde looked around then lowered her voice “. . . really kinky shit with him.”
Casey mimicked her to show her how ridiculous and childish she was being. She hunched over and whispered back, “I don’t think so. We’re not good for each other, and he’s merely a fantasy man. No one’s that perfect, even if he can work a crowd into foaming at the mouth without even trying.”

Publication date for Knots

After talking to my publishing team and family, the date for Knots release will be pushed back a few weeks. The new date will be September 20th, 2013. That will give me more time to make sure both novels get the respect and time they deserve from me.

Knots teaser chapter 7

Mark and Jeanie from Chapter 7:
“Is it swollen?”
“Mmm,” she hummed.
“Is it ready to make you come?”
Same reaction.
He bit her breast.
She moaned with such an edgy guttural force, he was leaking.
“You’re not ready yet.” Another look at the clock. “Forty-one minutes to go, sweet thing.” He took both her wrists into one hand then shoved two fingers back inside her.
She whimpered and closed her eyes. Her head lolled to the right.
“Grip them . . . Until you show them how tight you’re gonna be for my dick, you’re not gettin’ it.”

Sleeves mini teaser chapter 7

Kel and Maddie scene in the club from Chapter 7:
“Booooo! Get her out and away from there, then,” someone said.
“You heard them—get the fuck away from my cage, bitch.” He pursed his lips at her.
She glared at him then went back to the bar.
He paced, glowering at her friend, Maddening—his new name for her since he wasn’t about to ask her what it was.
In the next moment, he ripped his shirt off, he clanked his fingers against the bars but kept staring at her.
Maddening simply sat there, staring back. She drank and chatted with Max but was calm and undisturbed by the aggressive acts Kel displayed in his cage.
He huffed, gripped the bars, stood there for several moments peering into her impassive face.
His chest built up in pressure and became so tight he couldn’t bear it anymore. “Ahhhhhh!” he screamed.
He picked up his chair, threw it at the cage’s bars. He picked up his water, threw it at her, but it hit the bars, busted and splashed the women at the first table.
Instead of cowering away from him, the women catcalled and begged him to rip the rest of his clothes off.
So he did. He yanked his jeans off and stood there in nothing but his black boxer briefs, his chest bursting in flames and his heart pounding so loud he could hear what sounded like ocean waves in his ears.
Max turned up the pumping music, making the atmosphere more charged.
Kel clawed at his chest, stroked his cock through the material, and howled at Maddening over and over.
He climbed up the cage bars and hung from the top like some crazed gorilla.
How could she do this to him? How could she be here and act like none of it mattered?

I'm the newest member of the Mayhem Publishing team!

Exciting news!

My two novels coming out next month, Sleeves and Knots will be published through Mayhem Publishing. I'm so excited to be a part of this team...

Here's my bio they've added, and I'll be uploading my new AVI soon.

Chanse Lowell grew up in the desert southwest and still lives there with her husband, children, and pet cactus. She’s addicted to three things: reading erotica, writing erotica and sandwiches with a side of erotica to aid with digestion. She grew up watching programs with science fiction and historical fiction themes, and is determined she can combine her three favorite genres, creating a new breed of novel with scifi, historical and smut sandwiched in the middle.
 
The last thing she ever thought she’d do was pursue her dream to be a writer since her family tends to keep her busy. When she was introduced to fan fiction, she realized she wanted to see more science fiction and historical fiction to fill in the gap with lots of naughtiness thrown in, of course. Her true passion is creating her own worlds from scratch, letting her imagination go and take her to another place.
 She has two novels coming out soon, Sleeves a science fiction erotica and Knots, a contemporary BDSM that shows the softer, tender side of a Dom/sub relationship. Having recently entered the lifestyle and discovering she’s a submissive herself has opened her eyes to how few stories there are exploring the softer side of the lifestyle. She enjoys chatting online with others with similar kinky interests and has advisers in the lifestyle that help make sure her stories remain true and don’t veer off into outer space. Although aliens probably enjoy kink, too, since they like to dress in rubber fetish-wear while traveling. At least that’s her argument for why her new genre she’s created is valid.

Knots teaser chapter 6

Mark and Jeanie conversation from Chapter 6:
“I already told you—I never lie, and you, clever girl, have a way of making me damn near close to speechless and breathless. That’s quite a talent you have.”
He tugged on her hand, pulling them toward the beach.
“Story time—listen up because I don’t know if I’ll be able to say this more than once.” He squinted once the sun hit their faces, and he turned them away from the harsh rays. The sun wasn’t quite setting yet, but it would be soon, and there was something about a day ending, with him at her side that heated her insides into a smooth, silky feeling.
“I don’t know if you remember the first time we met four years ago, but I remember it better than anything that’s ever happened to me,” he began.
She nodded and squeezed his hand, to encourage him to continue.
“You were wearing this black, strappy little dress, and your legs went on forever in those matching, black strappy heels. I was caught up in how sexy you were right away, but I could’ve gotten past that. I was with another woman, and she and I got along great. But then Pono introduced us, and the second I shook your hand, there was this heat between us—like a spark of something dormant inside me came to life. You smiled, spoke with the softest, sexiest voice I’ve ever heard. And then when Pono left you to go get drinks for both of you, I was taken aback at how readily you followed my lead. I gripped the back of your elbow, led you over to the table where my date was, and chose where you sat. You were so comfortable with my touch right away, that I wanted more.”

Sleeves mini teaser chapter 6

Kel and Casey conversation from Chapter 6:
“Look at me—” he tipped her head up once more, and she managed to look into those bright eyes full of questions “—you’re different. No one ever comes to the club and actually talks to me, let alone touches me like I’m a person.”
“Why do you do it then? If it’s so awful, why put yourself through that?”
He blinked and offered a soft, forgiving smile. “You’re the know-it-all-bitch, remember, so I’m sure you already know the answer to that.”

Breaking Blood on Alabaster final post -- Murray Hall

http://www.outhistory.org/wiki/New_York_Times:_death_of_Murray_Hall,_January_19,_1901
 This article was a huge driving force behind writing this story. I simply had to share it with someone, and so it began...
Murray Hall was from Scotland. Her real name was Mary Anderson. She was orphaned, and after her brother died, she put on his clothes and went to work as a man until she was discovered. Then she came to America.
Sounds boring, right? Uh, not really. The fact this woman fooled politicians and high society in New York for so many years it's astounding to me. I was fascinated by her history and simply had to insert it into my story and turn it into the backbone of this story with Bella’s past marriage with Roman.
A desperate woman in those days might take extreme actions, just like Bella wasn’t afraid to scream in Edward’s face, demand wages, hold a protest and slap him all the time, no matter how much she loved him. She felt downtrodden and unsafe, and a frightened creature will do almost anything for survival. Including Roman pretending to be a man, when he was in fact Romona, a woman, trying to protect her sister and her best friend whom she deeply admired, Isabella.

Doesn’t seem too far fetched after you read Murray Hall’s information, does it? History’s better than fiction a lot of times. And stories like hers blow me away.
Thank you to all of you who took a chance on Breaking Blood on Alabaster. I was really obsessed with this story for about a month solid, and I’m so glad there were readers for it. I really figured this one might not have any because it’s so different. I was happy to be proved wrong. ;D