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Monday, January 5, 2015
New Year's Blog Hop Winners
Thank you to everyone who joined us for the New Year's Blog Hop. As promised I have two winners randomly selected from my commenters.
The winner of the Year's Worth of Romance calendar is: Patricia Burleson
The winner of the Siobhan Muir Mug is: Jennifer Mathis
Again, thank you all for joining me on the blog hop and have a wonderful new year! Happy reading.
Siobhan
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
New Year's Blog Hop and New Beginnings
Welcome to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked for the New Year's Eve Blog Hop. This has been a crazy difficult year for a lot of people, so why not send it out with a kick in the ass and some wonderful goodies.
Did you get an ereader of one kind or another for Christmas this year? Or is your current ereader feeling sad and lonely with no new books? You're in luck! My new release came out just before the holidays and it's all about new beginnings. It's called Take the Reins and you can find it everywhere ebooks are sold.
Social change is normal for a senator’s daughter, but affecting
gender politics in centaurs wasn’t on Bethany’s agenda.

All Bethany Stanton needed was time away to think. She never imagined a walk with her horse might lead her so far from home. When she steps through a rift between worlds at an old archaeological site, she realizes she has bigger problems than marriage to the man of her nightmares. Like a herd of centaurs with distressing views on gender equality and “mythical” humans.
As part of the Supernatural Anomalies Investigative Field Unit, Major Stephen “Mack” McMacken has seen and done more weird stuff than written in a science fiction novel. When called in to track down a U.S. Senator’s missing daughter, Mack figures it’s more a case of runaway rich girl than supernatural mystery. Until his team finds the portal and he’s nearly torched by a dying phoenix.
In a world ruled by mythical beasts, Mack and Bethany find themselves on trial for endangering the centaur village. With the only escape route they know gone, working together to establish their innocence might prove easier than avoiding seductive Sirens and ravenous native beasts.
And then there’s the not-so-simple matter of finding a way back home…
But this week I have a special treat, a companion story to Take the Reins, entitled A Centaur's Solstice Wish, a sweet M/M romance about two soldiers wishing for their hearts' desires. Good thing the Goddess is listening, yes?
Ronin had never been so glad to
see his erstwhile soldier in his life. Sedgewick Icetrotter had been
one of the worst soldiers he'd ever trained, but he'd shown
determination and persistence despite his setbacks. When he'd
dislocated his left arm trying to string a bow, Ronin had seen the
defeat in the younger centaur's face along with the pain. Ronin's
heart ached for him, but he'd kept his words to himself.
Now
Sedgewick stepped forward, arm in a sling, with more confidence Ronin
had ever seen him display, and some of his tension melted away. By
the Goddess, let him be able to do this.
Ronin rarely prayed, but he wanted the best for Sedgewick. The man
had a gentleness and beauty Ronin had never seen in any other centaur
and some part of him wanted to preserve that. It
would be ruined by fighting and war.
"What do we do, Sedgewick?"
Bethany fixed her green-brown gaze on the buckskin stallion. "Do
you know what caused the welts?"
"Yes, Master Bethany.
They're called Winter Lace Stars and they have a bad toxin that shuts
down the organs if there are enough of them." Sedgewick
ran his hands lightly over the welts on Navarro's arm and the man
groaned. "We're going to have to lance each one and smooth an
antidotal salve over them."
"Do you know what goes into
the salve?"
"Yes. My granddam taught
me." He grimaced and wouldn't meet Ronin's gaze. "The
problem is I can't make it with only one arm."
"I'll help you. Just tell
me what you need done and I can be your extra hands."
Both Bethany and Sedgewick gaped
at Ronin for a moment. Hellfire, he'd surprised himself with the
outburst, but he wouldn't go back on his offer. His men needed him
and he'd do anything he could. And
if you're really honest with yourself, you'd admit you want to spend
a little time with Sedgewick.
Bethany was the first to
recover. "Thank you, Corporal. That will be very helpful."
She nodded to the injured men. "First, I'll need you to to get
these men stripped so we can see the extent of the damage."
Ronin stuffed his disappointment
behind a sharp nod. "Will do."
"Good. Sedgewick, please
show me what you need and let's get started."
While Ronin helped Navarro and
Colver undress, he kept Sedgewick in sight as the buckskin directed
Bethany in a soft but sure voice. The men moaned when he lifted their
shirts and armor, and he cringed in sympathy. Great, swollen welts
spread across their backs from skull to tail, disfiguring them in red
sores.
Medicinal scents accompanied the
grind of a pestle against a mortar bowl, and Ronin turned just as
Bethany called for him.
"Can you please grind this
while I prepare the salve base, Corporal?"
"Yes, of course, Master
Healer."
Ronin took the pestle as the
human woman gave him a friendly smile and he tried to smile back, but
Sedgewick's presence beside him made it difficult. Oh,
for the love of Epona, I should be able to do one simple task. He
bent to it, putting his strength and focus into the action of
grinding the medicinal herbs. He almost jumped when someone laid a
hand on his forearm.
"Firmly, but gently,
Corporal. Marble isn't as good as the herbs for healing."
Sedgewick's voice held amusement as well as warmth.
Heat blossomed across Ronin's
cheeks and chest. "Forgive me, Sedgewick. My concern is with my
men."
Sedgewick lost his smile and
nodded, releasing Ronin. Ronin regretted his words
immediately and cursed himself for a nervous fool.
"Of course, Corporal. But
if you grind them too much, they lose potency." Sedgewick nodded
to the mortar. "I think they're ready. Bring them to the fire,
please."
Ronin dutifully followed his
former
soldier and brushed the crushed herbs into a pot of boiling water.
Sedgewick nodded and stirred them with a soothing rhythm, his good
arm flexing in ways that set Ronin's heart galloping. Sweet
Goddess, what I'd give to feel his arms around me.
Ronin mentally balked at the
uncharacteristically tender thoughts and shook his head. "Must
you keep stirring?" The question came out harsh, but Sedgewick
smiled.
"Yes. It's necessary to
boil them down to their essences." He shrugged. "Long work,
but worth the effort."
They stood side by side,
watching Sedgewick stir the pot of herbs in a companionable silence.
His motions added a level of comfort to Ronin's world, an unusual
sensation, and one he'd sorely missed. It reminded him of times spent
with his dam while just a wee colt, when she'd ruffled his hair and
told him he'd someday find a mare of his own to stable.
Ronin mentally shook his head.
Despite his mother's prediction, he'd never been interested in mares
or mating. His focus had been on the military life with his
brothers-in-arms. He'd striven to be the best soldier and leader to
those who depended on him. It had been all he needed.
Until now.
Ronin's gaze rested on the
bunching muscles of Sedgewick's arm and an unbidden desire for touch
welled up in his chest. Ronin wanted Sedgewick by his side and in his
barn, sharing the military life with him. Even if he does make a
terrible soldier. He took a breath to say
something, but an uncharacteristic fear closed his throat. Fear that
Sedgewick would find his interest unwelcome. The buckskin stallion
had never shown a proclivity for male-male interaction.
Please, Goddess, give me this
one chance.
I hope you enjoyed and this story will be available at the end of January 2015. But let's get to the good stuff - GIVEAWAYS! I'm offering a Siobhan Muir A Year's Worth of Romance 2015 wall calendar and a Siobhan Muir coffee mug to two separate winners. All you need to do to win is comment with an answer to this question: What new beginning are you going to try in 2015?
Leave your email address or Twitter handle (so I can contact you if you win) with your comment. The giveaway goes from December 31, 2014 to January 4, 2015 6:59 pm EST, and is open to U.S. and Canada only. You must be 18 yrs or older to win and please void where prohibited. Hopefully you came from Karen Michelle Nut's blog and if you click on the button below, you'll move on to the next blog and the next chance to win.
Happy reading!
Friday, October 24, 2014
#SpankorTreat: Under Her Spell
SPANK OR TREAT 2014
Spank or Treat 2014 is
finally here! Visit GoverningAna for the prize list, sign-up sheet, and full instructions. You
can win from a prize pool valued at over $1,000, including a Kindle Fire or
Nook HD donated by Blushing Books!
Many authors will also
offer a contest on their individual blogs.
Your comment on their blogs enters you in both contests!
How do you play?
- Visit each blog between Friday, October 24th and Sunday, October 26th to read the stories.
- Leave a comment on each blog. You must demonstrate that you have read the entire story. Copy-and-paste or inappropriate comments will be disqualified. You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing. Note: You must have a minimum of five entries in order to win a grand prize.
- If you have visited all of the blogs, visitAna’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize.
- Deadline is midnight EST (UTC -5) on Sunday, October 26th!
- If you successfully completed a previous challenge (Sci Spanks 2014, Love Spanks 2014, Spank or Treat 2013, Spankee Doodle 2013, Love Spanks 2013, or Spank or Treat 2012), you may add “VIP” to your comments. You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize. (Yes, we will be doing this again. Yes, if you successfully complete the Spank or Treat 2014 challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)
- If you are a writer of fiction (any kind), add “W” to your comments to be entered in the special author prize drawings.
- If you are a Spank or Treat 2014 Ambassador, please add “Amb” to your comments to receive your extra prize drawing.
- Visit Governing Ana or any of the participating blogs on Friday, October 31st to find out the lucky winners. Will it be you? We will also announce prizes on the Spank or Treat Facebook page.
Like these events?
Want to support your favorite authors? Become a Spank or Treat Ambassador! In
exchange for promoting this event, you will receive one extra prize entry, AND
you are still eligible to participate and win prizes! To find out the details,
sign up on the Ambassador page or message Ameliah Faith on Facebook.
For more information,
updates, and a list of participating authors, please visit Anastasia Vitsky’s blog.
- Like Spank or Treat on Facebook!
- Tweet #SpankOrTreat on Twitter!
- Join the exclusive chat with Spank or Treat authors! Message Anastasia Vitsky on Facebook or any of the authors to receive an invitation
For more spanking fun,
visit Saturday
Spankings for additional snippets.
Okay, now to the good stuff. My story Under Her Spell, will be in the Spank or Treat 2014 Anthology, set to be released in November 2014. Keep your eyes out for that. It will include all the stories from the blog event. In the mean time, you can get your hands on The Beltane Witch, the story that introduces Darius and Phinnius Winterbourne.
Magic, mayhem, and motherhood… a witch’s work is never done,
but Sabrina draws the line at the Fae.
After
almost two decades as a practicing witch in Cloudburst, Colorado, Sabrina
Foxglove is done with men, magic, and the fertility rituals of High Beltane.
She’s dealt with all three before and ended up with a young daughter and no
partner. Twice. She’s looking forward to a magic-free May Day, with nothing more exciting than
making brownies for a kindergarten class and decorating a May Pole. She
definitely doesn’t have time for a handsome, Fae-touched man.
After almost two centuries as the human chamberlain to the Fae’s Summer Court, Darius Winterbourne is a man accustomed to getting his way. So when the Summer Queen tasks him with finding a witch to perform the annual rituals and strengthen the ancient warding magicks, he figures it should be easy. He doesn’t expect Sabrina’s hardheaded refusal, her untrained abilities, or his attraction to her. With less than a week to Beltane, he must gain Sabrina’s trust before he loses his home, his position…and his heart.
After almost two centuries as the human chamberlain to the Fae’s Summer Court, Darius Winterbourne is a man accustomed to getting his way. So when the Summer Queen tasks him with finding a witch to perform the annual rituals and strengthen the ancient warding magicks, he figures it should be easy. He doesn’t expect Sabrina’s hardheaded refusal, her untrained abilities, or his attraction to her. With less than a week to Beltane, he must gain Sabrina’s trust before he loses his home, his position…and his heart.
To have a chance to win my $10 Amazon Gift Card, please leave a comment with your name and email address or Twitter handle with the answer to this question: If you could have any kind of guardian pet like Kendra's morgira demon, what would you choose? You must be 18 years or older to win, please void where prohibited. Good luck and thanks for playing. Happy reading!
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
New Release - In the Blind by S.J. Maylee
Thank
you so much for having me. I’m thrilled to be here talking about my new
release, IN THE BLIND. It’s the first book in my new series, CLUB BLIND. The
concept is simple and erotic. You won’t be able to see at Club Blind, but you’ll
be able to feel, bringing you to new heights of pleasure. When the eyes are
blind, it’s amazing what the heart can see.
Today,
I’m sharing five things about IN THE BLIND.
1.
Rob,
the hero is a much sought after Application Developer. He loves to dominate and
he’s crushing on our heroine. He’s thought about her daily. Not only was she
easy to talk to, but she has the most beautiful brown eyes, something his best
friend hears about constantly.
2.
Jane,
the heroine is struggling to lift her recruiting business to the next level. Rob,
the guy she met a couple months ago will be perfect for the latest job opening
she’s trying to fill and she hopes he’s right for her too. She’s been brave in
her professional life and now she’s determined to go after the man she wants,
but she can’t seem to find her way.
3.
Club
Blind may be a new series, but its stories will interweave with my Love
Projects series. In fact, this first book has many clues about my next Love
Projects story.
4.
In
the Blind is a story within a story. You’ll get to follow Rob and Jane on their
path while they get a second chance to find the love their needs are craving.
5.
In
the Blind is a hot read. It starts with our heroine having blind passionate sex
and ends with … oh, I can’t tell you that, but it’s delicious.
There
are a few things to get you acquainted with IN THE BLIND. I hope you get a
chance to read it and that you love it like I do. Thank you so much for having
me here today. I love talking about my stories.
In the Blind (Club Blind #1)
by: S.J. Maylee
Genre: Erotic Romance with D/s
Length: Novella
Published: October 15, 2014
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-77233-066-3
IN THE BLIND Blurb:
Jane thinks she’s ready to take the risks her business and love life
desperately need. Rob’s still punishing himself for a broken relationship that
wasn’t meant to last. When the pair let an opportunity pass them by, fate steps
in and throws them back together.
An evening of pitch black unrestrained passion at Club Blind opens
her eyes to life’s possibilities. Now, if they don’t fight past their personal
demons, they might never truly discover what they need most. If they can open
their hearts, it might lead them directly to each other where they can discover
their truth. If not, they may forever stay in the blind.
Where
you can find IN THE BLIND:
IN THE BLIND Excerpt:
The
door continued to open every few minutes. Finally, the woman in front of Jane
was taken away. She could see nothing past the door besides black. Until the
door closed, she continued gazing into the darkness. How would the loss of
sight change the experience? Would she feel more? What would he feel like?
Nerves shook through her limbs, and sweat tickled her palms.
The
door opened, and she stood straight as a statue. This was crazy. She searched
for pockets in her robe. When she found none, she swallowed back a curse.
The
escort stopped in front of her. “Are you having second thoughts?” He shifted
the goggles higher on his forehead.
“Maybe.”
“Would
you like to step back and wait to go or ...” He stepped back and cracked the
door open. “Sometimes it helps to hear the sounds of the other participants.”
She
closed her eyes and took in the moans and let her mind drift to what her body
would feel like to make her make those kinds of sounds.
“I
don’t want to pressure you. Tell me what you want.”
“Thank
you.” She opened her eyes and took a step towards him. The only way was
forward. “I’m ready.”
“Good
for you.” He reached out and took hold of her hand. “Come on, I’ll take you to
the lucky one, for tonight.” He winked and tugged her forward.
Once
the door closed behind them, Jane was surrounded by unending black. She looked
around, but there was nothing, no end to the darkness. A nervous shiver danced
along her spine, followed by thoughts of haunted houses. What would she find
around the next corner? Her escort tugged her forward, bringing her back to the
night's purpose.
She
needed to remember why she was here. She needed to live in the moment. There
was a good chance she was about to touch the man who would give her release.
They
slowed, turned a corner, and after a couple more steps they stopped. She
swallowed the lump in her throat when her escort placed her hand into
another’s.
“Enjoy.”
He squeezed her shoulder, and she sensed his presence leave the space.
A
pull on her hand forced her feet forward a couple of steps. She stopped just as
abruptly when she bumped into a hard chest—the man of the hour. This man would
touch her soon, but he wasn’t yet. He was only holding her hand. Her breasts
moved with her uneven breathing, and her nipples scraped against his chest.
Why
wasn’t he touching her? Was he nervous, too, or having second thoughts? She
reached up in curiosity to make sure he wasn’t wearing a pair of night-vision
goggles, but only found soft hair. She followed the section of hair to above
his shoulder and continued onto smooth skin and around his shoulder to his
bicep thick with muscle. Her heart thumped, and her breath quickened as
moisture covered her needy pussy.
She
breathed deeply, taking in his delicious musky scent. Her hand wandered to his
chest and found more of the same, firm skin rounding over firm muscles. A warm
hand landed over hers and held her hand tight to his chest. A nose tickled her
ear.
“Do
you like?”
“Yes,”
she admitted.
“I’d
like to explore you now, okay?”
“Yes,
please.”
She
pushed out the breath she held and worked to breathe normally. His hand landed
softly on her cheek, fingertips caressed her chin, and then up to her temple.
The gentle touches raised a long sleeping yearning within her, and she leaned
into his touch.
His
thumb swept across her bottom lip. Curiosity wore away her reserve, and she let
her tongue reach out and taste his fingers. One digit pushed into her mouth,
and she sucked lightly, enjoying his clean taste.
The
finger left her mouth, a second of waiting, and then his mouth crushed down on
hers. His lips were firm and demanding, feeding her hunger. He ran his fingers
through her hair, and then his warm wet tongue swept through her mouth. Back
and forth, deep, then gentle, their tongues dueled. She explored more of him as
her need to know him intimately soared.
His
touch lingered around her shoulders and down her sides. When he found her ass,
he kneaded the globes. The kiss ended as abruptly as it started, leaving her
wanting.
She
heard nothing but the driving rhythm of the music, each track feeding right
into another. The current song enchanted her, and her hips swayed. No one could
see her, so there was no reason for self-conscious thoughts. The brilliance of
the club hit her with full force. It didn’t matter who she was or who he was. Tonight,
they celebrated life and the pleasures they could bring their bodies. Everyone
deserved pleasure. Even her.
S.J. MAYLEE Bio:
S.J. Maylee fell in love with storytelling at a young age and
with it came a deep-seated desire for everyone to find their happily ever
after. She’s finding the happy endings for her characters one steamy story at a
time.
When she’s not reading or writing, you can find her caring
for her garden, laughing with her two young sons, or dancing to her husband’s
music. She’s a PMP (Project Management Professional), Nia instructor, and
coffee addict.
As a writer she has a tendency to break hearts, but she
always glues them back together.
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Monday, March 10, 2014
5 Questions of a Historical and Erotic Romance Author: A.S. Fenichel
Welcome back to the Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked. Today I have the honor of hosting historical romance author A.S. Fenichel with her newest release, Wishing Game! I met A.S. on Six Sentence Sunday when she shared her snippets of her Mayan Destiny series. She had me hooked with her storytelling and hints of magic. I’m absolutely delighted to have her here on my blog.
A.S. : I’m delighted to be here, Siobhan. You were
so wonderful to ask me.
What started you on the path to becoming a romance
author and what did you do before that?
A.S.: My mother always said I was Pollyanna. I
always believed everything would be all right as a child. I still do. I guess
my way of insuring the Pollyanna attitude can continue, is to write books that
must end in a “happily ever after”. For me, if the story doesn’t end in an HEA
then it’s not over yet.
Though I was only published in 2011, I’ve been
writing for about twenty years. So before I was published I had a day job. I
worked in Customer Service and Logistics for years and then finished off my
business career as an IT specialist for the SAP ERP software program.
Congratulations on your release of Wishing Game. Introduce us to the main
characters and premise of your story.
A.S. : Thank you. I’m really excited about Wishing
Game. This is my second published Regency historical romance.
Lady Mary Barrow is about to lose everything when
her ailing father dies unless she marries before that sad day. Mary gives the
impression of a really practical young lady, but she continues to refuse offers
of marriage. She makes a wish for a solution to her problems.
Avery is a distant cousin who is the next in line to
inherit. He is wealthy in his own right and riddled with guilt for his part in
Mary’s ruination. Having been contacted by the old earl and a solicitor, he
comes to the estate in hopes of being of service.
Did something in particular inspire this story?
A.S. : Ellora’s Cave had a Regency book call for
submissions. I love the idea of two people living within circumstances that
should rip them apart and feed into a mutual hatred. Then you thrust them
together and see what happens.
Wishing
Game
is a Blush romance from Ellora’s Cave, a departure from most of your other
books. Why did you choose to write this sweeter romance?
A.S. : As I said, EC “called” for sweet historical.
I wrote Christmas Bliss for the 2012 Christmas season and I loved writing that
sweet book with all the rules and customs of the Regency ton. I do love writing
erotic romance as well, but there’s something about the innocence of a
cotillion story that I will always go back to. It’s a nice departure and a
challenge to create a warm and engaging romantic story without the use of sex
or graphic language.
What other projects are on the horizon for you that
we’re likely to see?
A.S. : I hope you’ll see them all. ;) I just
finished the second book of a series that began with Kane’s Bounty. It’s a
paranormal erotic romance about psychics in law enforcement. I’m pretty sure
the series will be called “Psychic Mates”. Joshua’s Mistake is book two and
will come out this spring. I’m under contract with Ellora’s Cave to write two
more for that series and I’m nearly finished with book three, Training Rain. I
hope it will hit the virtual book shelves in the late summer 2014.
I have more going on that I can’t really talk about
yet. I can say, I just agreed to write a big paranormal historical romance
series. I expect to see the first book available summer 2014. As soon as all
the i’s are dotted and t’s crossed, I will be shouting it from the highest
mountaintops.
Thank you for joining me today, A.S., and we look
forward to all your upcoming releases!
A.S. : It’s been my pleasure to join you, Siobhan.
Thank you very much.
If you’d like a copy of Wishing Game, you can find it at:
Ms. Fenichel is gracious offering an ecopy of Wishing Game to one lucky commenter. Leave her a comment and a valid email address or Twitter handle. The giveaway is open internationally and goes from Monday March 10 2014 to 8:00 pm Pacific time Wednesday March 12.
You can find Ms. Fenichel at:
An Excerpt From: Wishing Game
Copyright © A.S. FENICHEL, 2014
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
It would be easier to hate Avery
Townsend, if he weren’t so damned nice. And why did he have to have those
arresting, amber eyes? They reminded her of a painting she’d seen of a lion.
She couldn’t tell if he was about to devour her or cuddle her as if she was one
of the barn cats.
Why was he encouraging her to
marry? If she had a husband, he would have no inheritance. “My cousin would
marry me if I wished it. He and I are very close, more like brother and
sister.”
He made a sour face. “I
suppose it is not a very appealing prospect to marry a man you think of as a
brother.”
“No. However, if I were smart
I would do it anyway.”
He frowned. Could it be he
really was worried he would lose the lands and house? The tea arrived and she
did not ask the incredibly forward question. Once the maid had left the parlor,
Mary poured the tea.
“You could stay here,
cousin.”
Her heart thumped wildly.
“What, in this house, after my father is gone and you are the owner?”
He did not look up from his
cup. “Yes.”
His strange eyes lifted and
his gaze settled on hers. She had no idea what the man was thinking. “Exactly
as you are now, if you choose. I shall not put you out of your home.”
“And where will you be,
cousin?” She used the familiarity he requested but bit out the word so there
was no doubt of her distaste.
He stood up and moved toward
the window. The rain continued to pour down. “I shall not trouble you much more
than to stop and check the accounts from time to time.”
Her entire body grew hot with
rage. Her voice rose in both volume and pitch. “Am I to be your mistress? Do
you think me so desperate?”
His neck grew red. When he
spoke there was no doubt, she had angered him. “You misunderstand me, madam.”
She stood up and carefully
placed her tea on the table. “Do I? How will it be proper in any way for me to
live in this house after you take possession? It’s already scandalous that you
are here before my aunt arrives.”
“It is your house.” His voice
rose over hers.
She took a step forward,
refusing to be intimidated by any man. “No, sir. That is where you are wrong.
When my father dies, you have the happy luck to be the heir to Heartshorn. If I
stayed, the neighborhood would be aghast.” She took a deep breath. “I hope you
will keep the staff on. I would hate to see them out of work after serving the
Earl of Westbridge most of their lives.”
He crossed to her and stood
towering over her with only inches separating them. His eyes flashed with
danger, but she held her ground. Her heart raced and fear rushed to every
nerve. Had she gone too far? She must learn to control her temper and stay her
wicked mouth.
She thought he might strike
her, but his hand came up and touched her cheek with a gentleness she wouldn’t
have equated with the man or the situation. She watched his Adam’s apple bounce
several times. His mouth opened and closed and his eyes flicked from her mouth
to her eyes.
Mary could not have moved if
the roof had caved in on her. She was in a trance.
He closed his eyes for a brief moment and when they opened, she could see his temper was quelled. “Forgive me, cousin.”
Thanks for stopping by and happy reading.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Saturday Souvenirs - What IS it? An unusual #Giveaway
Good morning. It's been awhile since I've posted a Saturday Souvenir, but this is the first Saturday of the year and it would be fun to play "Guess the Gift". I think if you can correctly guess what it is in your comment on this post, I'll give the winner a swag bag full of conference swag and books. Sound good? Okay.
I received this item for Christmas this year from my 94 year old grandmother and I believe it's in its original box...from the 1970's. Here's the picture on the box.
I stared at it a long time, trying to figure out if she sent me this thing that looked like a hairy vagina because I'm an erotic romance author. In fact, it didn't look much better OUT of the box.
Still no clue, I read the product name in hopes it would shed some light.
Yeah, not exactly synonymous with anything I know. But then, I didn't live in Germany. In the 1970's. Or now, for that matter.
So, do you know what it is? Can you guess before you do an internet search? Comment on this post with your guess and a valid email address or Twitter handle, and I'll randomly choose a winner from the correct answers. The giveaway goes from Saturday Jan 4 2014 to 11:59 pm Pacific Friday Jan 10 2014, and is open internationally. You must be 18+ years to win and please void where prohibited.
So, have you used your Fluppi today? ;)
Monday, December 9, 2013
Author Spotlight: Mellanie Szereto, Contemporary Romance Author and Giveaway
Good morning. Today I have to opportunity to introduce multipublished author Mellanie Szereto. I found Mellanie on Facebook when I realized her name means "Love" in Hungarian. We started talking about geology and cooking Chicken Paprikas. Which brings me to Mellanie's new release, Love Served Hot. Flynn Hastings is getting back in the kitchen and Lilith Montgomery is just the person to show him what's cookin'. Mellanie has generously offered an excerpt and a giveaway for you to enjoy.
But first, the Blurb for Love Served Hot:
As
acting director of her uncle’s retirement village, Lilith Montgomery must hire
a chef for the new restaurant. She’s interviewed several candidates, but
instantly decides on the sexy Irishman whose culinary creations give her
foodgasms. Her rotten luck with relationships makes her determined to resist
her attraction to him, even if it means sneaking into the kitchen at night for
a taste of his delectable entrées.Flynn Hastings is finally getting his life back on track after a year of anger and guilt over his sister’s death. He’s returned home to be near his family and has found the perfect job—with one small problem. His boss makes him want to cook in more than the kitchen. Putting aside his hard and fast rule about mixing business with pleasure, he sets his sights on Lilith, hoping their budding friendship turns out to be more than a flash in the pan.
EXCERPT of Love Served Hot:
A
glance toward the dark dining room brought him up short as he strolled past.
Light filtered onto the carpet from beneath the serving door to the kitchen and
through the porthole window.
Had
he forgotten to flip off the switch when he left earlier?
He’d
been distracted enough.
He
backtracked down the hallway to the other entrance. As he lifted his hand to
push the door open, a noise came from the other side.
Was that a moan?
Geesh. Please don’t
tell me old people are having sex in my kitchen.
And why do I smell
tomatoes and basil?
Hesitant
about whether or not to enter, he strained to hear another sound.
“More.
I want more.”
Was
that Lilith’s voice? Did she have a guy in there with her?
Not if I can help
it!
He
shoved the door open and stepped into the room, shading his eyes against the
brightness. A squeak brought his attention straight to the woman in question,
her face half hidden behind a tipped-up carryout box. Only her wide green eyes
were fully visible. She lowered the container, revealing flushed cheeks and a
dab of red sauce on her chin.
He
strode into the kitchen, grabbing a towel on his way to the sexiest female he’d
ever met. Wiping away the drop of sauce, he bit the inside of his lip to hold
in a combination of lust and amusement.
She
liked his food.
No, she loves my food.
The
week of not showing up for meals in the restaurant had nothing to do with his
cooking.
Was
she avoiding him because she wanted him as much as he wanted her?
Hope
built in his chest—and lower.
Her
gaze skittered away from him. “I was hungry. I didn’t have time to eat supper.
You said I could help myself whenever…”
He
took the licked-clean box from her to set it on the counter. “I did, and you
can. Did you enjoy it?”
She
nodded slowly, the tip of her pink tongue snaking out to lick the corner of her
mouth. “It was delicious.”
The
sensual action could’ve been involuntary, but it sent an electrical charge
straight to his dick, either way.
Was
she delicious too?
The
need to know proved too much, and he leaned in closer for his own taste. Sounds
like those she’d made deserved to be induced by something a hell of lot more
interesting than campanelle and ports.
Soft,
full lips met his, stealing his sanity and making his heart race. She raked her
fingers through his hair, tugging him against her full breasts as her tongue
slipped between his teeth.
Wrapping
his arms around her, he held her in place, letting the mixture of spices from
the entrée and the sweet flavor of Lilith feed his hunger. He rubbed his tongue
over hers, relieved to finally be able to kiss her. Barely keeping a tight rein
on his reaction, he rocked his hips forward, rubbing his erection against her
hip. Damn, but he wanted to be inside her.
I need to be inside her.
Mellanie is graciously offering a $10 Amazon gift card to one luck commenter who answers this question: What is your favorite holiday treat? Please leave a valid email address or twitter handle for us to contact you if you win. The giveaway goes until 11:59 pm Pacific time on Wednesday, Dec. 11 2013 and you must be 18 years or older to win. Please void where prohibited.
If you'd like to read more of Love Served Hot right now, you can find it at:
Smashwords
Amazon
All Romance eBooks
B&N
Mellanie's newest release is Love Served Hot, the first book in the Love on the Menu series. Look for Red Hot Pepper and Hot Tamale
Nights in the coming months, as well as the short erotic novel series, Love on the Menu…With Extra Spice!
For Mellanie Szereto
When
her fingers aren't attached to her keyboard, Mellanie Szereto enjoys hiking,
Pilates, cooking, gardening, and researching for her stories. Many times, the
research partners with her other hobbies, taking her from the Hocking Hills
region in Ohio to the Colorado Rockies or the Adirondacks of New York.
Sometimes, the trip is no farther than her garden for ingredients and her
kitchen to test recipes for her latest steamy tale. Mellanie makes her home in
rural Indiana with her husband of twenty-seven years, their two children, and
two cats. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Indiana Romance
Writers of America, Hearts Through History Romance Writers, and PASIC.
You can find her here:
http://www.mellanieszereto.com
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