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November 19, 2013
The best secret. Simple, no whistles and bells. Just love...
The best secret. Simple, no whistles and bells. Just love :)
Secret from PostSecret.com
Out of my Twitter Mojo
Isn’t it strange how you can fall out of connection with something. What do I mean by that? Well, for writers, twitter is a very useful tool for spreading the word about your novels. For readers, it’s a great way to discover new books. But I sometimes find myself on Twitter wondering what to say or do. It’s almost like stage fright. Stupid, yep, that’s right. I’m trying to ease back into it and not sure if I’m succeeding. So, if you see me on there and you want to say hi, please do! I could use the hand-hold. Lol.
My handle is @SerenaAkeroyd and if you wanna say something to me, I’m looking forward to hearing it!
Simone: Part One: Fall Into Love
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKje
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKkC
Smashwords http://ow.ly/qtFFz
Simone: Part Two: Crazy Little Thing Called Lust
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKmm
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKnn
Simone: Part Three: All That Glitters…
US Kindle http://ow.ly/pXePq
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/pXfaj
Simone: Part Four: …Can Be Gold
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November 18, 2013
Holiday Blog Party! Travis Luedke - Blood Slave - PRIZES To Be Won!!
Blood Slave by Travis Luedke
Description:
"The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.
Her mother named her Esperanza Salvación – Hope for Salvation. But when a girl works as an escort for Colombian cartel in the ghettos of Spanish Harlem, there wasn’t much hope, or salvation.
Hope’s telepathic ability keeps her a step ahead of ruin, but her unusual gift attracts the attention of a psychotic vampire bitch. Trapped in a Manhattan penthouse with the psycho, she thought she was dead meat.
Her survival lies in the hands of Vampire Master Enrique. He seems to respect her, perhaps even care. As a measure of protection, he makes her his personal Bloodslave. Helplessly addicted to his bite, Enrique rules her every moment. As always, Hope must adapt to survive.
Swept into the decadent nightlife of Manhattan’s elite, she falls in love with Enrique and prays someday he may grow to love her, too. But is it simply a relationship of convenience? Is she nothing more than a concubine desperate to satisfy his nightly demands for blood and sex?
And forever in the background is the fear that one day the cartel boss she abandoned will hunt her down to collect on old debts.
˃˃˃ “Fast paced, no holds-barred, gripping, gut-wrenching, soul-ripping and most definitely tear-inducing. Perfection!”
˃˃˃ “Travis Luedke writes amazing characters and amazing stories and unbelievable passion flawlessly. After reading this book I was left in shock.”
˃˃˃ “You know when you see a violent or bloody scene in a movie and you cover your eyes for a couple of seconds until it has past? I caught myself doing that with this book, then I realized that the lines were not going to go away until I read them.”
Find out what happens to Hope as a BLOOD SLAVE…bite into your copy today!
Excerpt:
Hope, a telepath, is a Colombian escort, living in the ghettos of Spanish Harlem. She just finished having sex with her client, an Asian woman named Lia.
I pulled my hand out with a wet “plop” sound and a grunt from Lia. She had wet my whole forearm. She’s one of those women who squirt, like the ones in porn films. The smell of our sex permeated the room. As I walked to the bathroom to wash up, I passed by the mirror and stopped in shock. A thin line of blood ran down my neck.
“You bit me! Look at that!” I pointed at myself in the mirror. “That is so gross!”
I freaked and ran to the bathroom. I could feel the warm blood running down my shoulder onto my breast. “Shit!” I rummaged through the medicine cabinet for the hydrogen peroxide.
I found it and the triple antibiotic with shaking hands. Who knows where her mouth had been today, she was eating me out a few minutes ago.
Before I could begin to wipe up the blood she was on me. “Wait. Let me take care of it. It’s my mess, I’ll clean it up.”
Then her slimy wet eel tongue snaked out and licked from my breast all the way up to my neck. The girl had skills with that tongue. She could take that tongue on the road and make some serious money in a carnival freak show.
Then it hit me and turned my stomach over in flip flops. She actually licked up my blood. And I read it there in her mind plain as can be. She loved it. I tasted like a syrup-covered ice cream cone to her. She’d happily lick me all night long if I let her, as long as I kept on bleeding.
“Eww! Gross! Oh god, that’s so nasty!”
I almost lost it right there. I actually gagged for a second, barely swallowed it down. I kinda have this obsessive-compulsive thing about cleanliness, and blood is definitely unclean in my book. Blood borne pathogens. Diseases of the blood. Hospitals treat it like a damn biohazard.
Lia snickered at my gross-out reaction, like it was all some joke. But she couldn’t hide the fact she wanted more. The freak actually thought she was a vampire.
Then she got really weird. She stared intensely without blinking. I sensed her trying to somehow take control of me with her creepy stare. The chick was odd, a little too much for my tastes. The sex was fabulous, but I couldn’t deal with the blood thing. Just straight up sick. I may be an escort from a third world country, but I do have standards.
She kept staring at me, had been staring at me for some time. Then she spoke in a commanding monotone, “Tell me your name.”
The sad truth is I didn’t really want her to be a stranger. As odd as it sounds, I wanted her to come back, and not for the generous tip. I wanted more of those screaming orgasms. I’m not normally a screamer, but she had a way of bringing it out of me.
So, against my better judgment, ignoring the creepy aspects of everything that had gone down so far, I gave her what she wanted. “My name is Hope.”
I have never told anyone in America my real name. Esperanza Salvación just sounds so south-of-the-border. ‘Hope’ has a nice ring to it, one syllable. I delude myself into believing that if I can drop my Colombian accent, employ flawless English and use the name Hope, I can somehow rise above my humble beginnings.
Lia started in on me with that eerie command voice. “Hope, you will not remember our meeting or this conversation. You’re feeling tired. You feel like sleeping. You need to rest.”
This shit was getting old fast. “I get it. You don’t need to repeat yourself. I’m not stupid. I’ve been doing this a long time. I know the score. I’ll never tell anyone you were here. We’ve never met before, yada, yada, yada. I know the routine.”
Lia didn’t care for my attitude. She came at me again with that same monotone crap. “You will not remember our meeting. We have never met before. You will not remember that I bit you and tasted your blood.”
“Whatever. It was gross. But don’t worry about it. I’m not gonna say anything to anybody. It didn’t happen. This is our little secret. I respect your privacy. Actually … I was hoping you might want to see me again …”
I’d given this speech to dozens of cops, business men, politicians, even a priest. Everyone who’s someone of importance out in the community needs reassurance their freaky romp with an escort will remain confidential. I’m not into blackmail or extortion or anything stupid like that. It’s nasty business that never ends well. I have seen it done by the cartel to others less fortunate. Plus, being illegal, it wouldn’t be hard to get me deported.
She did not look pleased. I tried to put her at ease. “You already gave me a two hundred dollar tip, so I’m cool. And I really would like to see you again …”
She started looking at me funny, her head turned sideways, like I was the freak. I dug into her mind to see what the hell. She’d become extremely irritated over something.
“You’re a special kind of girl, aren’t you?”
She was trying to defocus her vision to see something else, off to the side of my head. Some kind of hazy color spectrum.
“Yes you are …” Her voice trailed off. She flipped like that into a raging-bull hatred. She pegged me with this totally wicked I-want-to-kill-you-and-dance-on-your-corpse look. “You Bitch! You’re digging around in my head, you bitch!”
I caught it a split second before she hit me, and I reacted. I flinched away, stepped back out of her reach, except she hadn’t moved.
“Gotcha, didn’t I? I knew it.” Her lip curled into a snarl.
“What? What’s your problem?”
Then I finally understood. She had been trying to hypnotize me into ignorance. When she realized it wasn’t working, she began to suspect I had some kind of psychic sensitivity, a telepath, or clairvoyant. I had just proven her right by reacting to her thoughts rather than her actions.
Staring at me with her head cocked sideways, she recognized something about this weird color she thought she could see, something yellow-gold in my aura. That decided it for her.
“You already know way too much about me don’t you.” She had this half-smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. But I think it’s time you should go.”
I presented a dilemma. If I couldn’t be hypnotized into forgetting, and I had read her mind, what to do with me? The thought came to her instantly. A toothy grin slid across her face. She would probably have to kill me to contain the situation.
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About the Author:
Travis Luedke is a husband, father, and author of Urban Fantasy Thriller, Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, and Sci-fi. He is currently catching a 3rd degree sunburn in San Antonio, Texas, and loving every minute of it.
As the author of the Nightlife Series novels, Travis lives very vicariously through his writings. He invites you to enjoy his macabre flights of fancy, but be warned: The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.
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November 17, 2013
REVIEW: Once Written, Twice Shy (The Broken Men Chronicles) By Carey Decevito
Once Written, Twice Shy
(The Broken Men Chronicles)
By
Carey Decevito
So, call me dumb, considering the clue is in the series title - Broken Men Chronicles- but only when I read the first page of the novel, did I realize this was in the male POV. Yeah, stupid of me or what? Although, I have to say it was a pleasant surprise. There aren’t many romance novels with the man’s perspective and I really enjoyed that change in direction.
I think we, women tend to believe men are about as emotional as old socks, so… The fact that the central character isn’t, is really great to read. Paxton is a well-drawn, emotional character who really feels the loss of his marriage.
If I’m honest, I wouldn’t say that he was broken, not that I’d want him to be. His divorce does affect him but he’s ready to live again.
I think for him to be broken, Carey would have had to really go into the aftermath of Paxton’s divorce and the heavy details into his ex’s adultery, but as that wasn’t the zenith of the story, I guess that would have been pointless. The future is the center of the story and all the surprises it holds. :)
As a reader, you don’t feel the rest of the characters like you do Paxton and I don’t mean that as a criticism. I think this is how it should be. It’s Paxton who makes you read on and it’s for Paxton’s sake that you root for him and hope against hope for a HEA for him. :) I won’t say if he attains the ultimate in the romance genre… that’s for you to read. ;)
All in all, a very enjoyable read. I’d recommend it.
November 16, 2013
All That Glitters... only 99 cents!
These last two days have been very, very busy and I can’t deny, I’m starting to droop! But I’ve had a couple of reviews in for Fall Into Love- 5 starrers!! So that has perked me right up!
As well as the fab response to my freebie promotion that I ran from Thursday to Friday on Crazy Little Thing Called Lust. But that isn’t to say the celebrations for my new release, Can Be Gold, are over! Oh no! All That Glitters, part three of the series, is at a reduced price! Only 99 cents!
The links below will take you where you need to go ;) Be happy campers, my naughty nookiers! And have a great weekend x
Simone: Part One: Fall Into Love
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKje
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKkC
Smashwords http://ow.ly/qtFFz
Simone: Part Two: Crazy Little Thing Called Lust
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKmm
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKnn
Simone: Part Three: All That Glitters…
US Kindle http://ow.ly/pXePq
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/pXfaj
Simone: Part Four: …Can Be Gold
US Kindle http://ow.ly/qS1Ze
US Kindle http://ow.ly/qS1MG
November 15, 2013
Can Be Gold is now on sale!
So, it’s done. Can Be Gold, the final part of Mona Barranquet’s tale is live on Amazon. And to celebrate, I’m running two promotions. Crazy Little Thing Called Lust, part two of the series, is free and will be until midnight. Part three, All That Glitters, is currently at 99 cents and will be for the length of the weekend!
If you decide to grab a copy of any of my books over the next few days, it’s my fervent wish that you thoroughly enjoy them. That they make you hot and cold, shivery with sizzling sparks and sheer pleasure in reading a most definite NSFW series!
Catch up with Mona, Zane and Jake… find out who’s the winner and who’s the loser… does Mona get her happy ever after? While you ponder that, watch out for the next part of the Naughty Nookie series. Marina’s tale is coming soon!
Simone: Part One: Fall Into Love
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKje
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKkC
Smashwords http://ow.ly/qtFFz
Simone: Part Two: Crazy Little Thing Called Lust
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKmm
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKnn
Simone: Part Three: All That Glitters…
US Kindle http://ow.ly/pXePq
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/pXfaj
Simone: Part Four: …Can Be Gold
US Kindle http://ow.ly/qS1Ze
US Kindle http://ow.ly/qS1MG
November 14, 2013
Question of the Week
Picture this…
You’re lying in bed, on your stomach (ass in the air, or not, pick and choose here :P) and you turn your head to the left. Ouch! You turn it to the right and you sink back into sleep.
What is it that makes one side more comfortable to rest your head than the other? Is it a mass phenomenon that the entire world lays there head to the right, if they sleep on their belly?
Anyone know?
Thanks in advance :)
PS. don’t forget, there’s a freebie coming soooooon. Which of the three below shall it be???
Simone: Part One: Fall Into Love
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKje
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKkC
Smashwords http://ow.ly/qtFFz
Simone: Part Two: Crazy Little Thing Called Lust
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKmm
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKnn
Simone: Part Three: All That Glitters…
US Kindle http://ow.ly/pXePq
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/pXfaj
AUTHORS SPOTLIGHT: K. R. HUGHES & T. L. BURNS
FATEFUL NIGHT
PART ONE
Did Marilyn Monroe...
AUTHORS SPOTLIGHT: K. R. HUGHES & T. L. BURNS
FATEFUL NIGHT
PART ONE
Did Marilyn Monroe commit suicide? Did someone get away with an elaborate plot to murder the famous sex goddess? On that “Fateful Night” in August 1962 find out what may have happened to her and why she was killed. Many argue that she was involved in way too many secrets from different factions of the world. She was a smart woman who could play the dumb blonde to attain her stardom yet she unwittingly learned of conspiracy plots and political threats that would not only end her life but that of the current president, John F. Kennedy.
In this fast paced suspense, every major player of the early sixties is involved, from the world politicians, to the Rat Pack, to Hollywood, and the mafia. What if Marilyn Monroe had lived and what if what she knew could have saved JFK? Fact or fiction? What if….
DARKEST DAY
PART TWO
On the tragic day of John F. Kennedy’s assassination, the nation mourns the loss of a president who stood for radical change and whose charisma carried him through the masses with never before seen devotion. Kennedy’s determination to pay the U.S. back for his good fortune never wavered, with a presidency riddled in strife from the Cuban Missile Crisis to the Cold War and finally to the Vietnam conflict nothing was easy for him.
In this fictional novel, Kennedy isn’t on a world tour or even in Texas in 1963. Instead he is in the Alps recovering from back surgery, a ruse that he had planned with Bobby, and his double months in advance of the tour. With the oval office tapped and the ever present Bobby running interference, there was little likelihood that anyone would realize this was not the president. In fact, no one did.
Now, the world believes their beloved president is dead, there is no going back for Jack. While the decisions are difficult, it is far better to leave his ‘death’ alone than to risk political failure for his family clan and ridicule for his young widow.
Kennedy must now take on another face, name, and identity. Who is behind the assassination? What was the ultimate goal in killing the president? Was it to topple the American government and take down the Kennedy’s with it? Find out in this action-packed conspiracy novel…
ABOUT K. R. HUGHES & T. L. BURNS
K.R. Hughes
Hughes is an English major from Amarillo, Texas. She now resides near Atlanta, Georgia. She enjoys writing with her co-author T.L. Burns. They have just finished writing book 2 in the trilogy and are currently in the process of writing book three.
Hughes enjoys working with budding writers and tutoring English. Her passion is for at-risk teens. She volunteers to help teens realize their potential and find their passion. Hughes has two grown children, Justin and Kayti, and two four-legged girls, MayZee and Ruthie.
Find other works by this author in the Historical Romance section, pen name is Kymber Lee, “Treasured Love” and “Lord Tristan’s True Love” are both a fun romp written in Regency England in 1811. Lee (Hughes) wrote these novels for her grandmother who is a huge supporter of her work.
T.L. Burns
As Burns’ co-author puts it “She is the foremost researcher and historical guru for the “What She Knew Trilogy.” They have just finished writing book two in the trilogy and are in the process of writing book three.
Burns’ passion is for at-risk families. She volunteers her time to help the needy, not with a hand-out but with a hand-up. She is married and has two grown sons; best sons in the whole world, Kenny and Deven and one four-legged son, Digby. Burns is very proud of her boys. Her oldest, Kenny, is married with three kids and is the artist for all of their book covers. Deven is in college pursuing his degree in Engineering.
November 13, 2013
Finally... Fall Into Love Is available wherever Smashwords distribute!
The clue is pretty much in the title! Fall Into Love has finally been approved for the Premium Catalogue, which means it’s available on the Apple store as well as Barnes & Nobles and wherever Smashwords sells their books! Woohoo. Great news.
Top that to a 4 star review for All That Glitters, this week is leading up to the release of Can Be Gold and I for one am happy with the direction of onwards and upwards!
Friday is the release date of Can Be Gold, so write it in your diaries. The longest novel of the series, notice the noun choice ;) Novel. Not Novella! Yup, at nearly 60 thousand words of lustful love and all round naughty nookiness, it’s one hot and steamy ride! So watch out for it and make sure to grab your copy that will finally tell readers what the hell is going on with the maze that is Mona’s love life!
And to celebrate, Crazy Little Thing Called Lust will be FREE for two days: on Thursday and Friday, and I’m running a promo on All That Glitters so you guys can catch up with the whole series this weekend at a reduced price!
Watch out for a wicked weekend filled with yummy dudes and lucky ladies!
Simone: Part One: Fall Into Love
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKje
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKkC
Smashwords http://ow.ly/qtFFz
Simone: Part Two: Crazy Little Thing Called Lust
US Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKmm
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/oEKnn
Simone: Part Three: All That Glitters…
US Kindle http://ow.ly/pXePq
UK Kindle http://ow.ly/pXfaj
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