Archive for April, 2011

A change maybe good

April 28, 2011 By: Guestauthor Category: Guest Blogger, Latest News No Comments →

Been working on a story the last few days. I’ve been enjoying writing it and was racing toward the end but then something happened. Not with the story but outside it that made me stop. I couldn’t write since what happened messed with my head. So I took a few days to sort out the problems.

In sorting out the problems I decided with some others to make a few changes. It hurt to have to make the changes because we were looking forward to what we were planning but the cuts were necessary. Now a few days later I along with the others are still raw. We have some big decisions to make and are waiting a few to make them since if we did now in the frame of mind we’re in it will not be a fair or clear-headed decision. We want to make that sort of decision.

As for the change we already made we’re behind it but disappointed that we had to make it. Oh well nothing we can do about it now. This was something that was outside what any of us could have done. I’m being deliberately vague because it is taking everything in me to not say what I want to say.

So for now I am going with a change maybe good. Now back to writing.

McKenna Jeffries
http://www.mckennajeffries.com/
…. sensual, edgy, unexpected

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Conquering Jazz – What’s a woman to do when she unwittingly makes a tantalizing proposition to her best friend?

Be brazen, bold and set some ground rules. Her offer. One night of carnal bliss. No emotion allowed.

His counter offer. A continued affair to fulfill all their sexual cravings.

His hidden agenda. Conquer to make sure their affair never ends.

Buy here at Liquid Silver Book.

Branding…it’s not just for livestock.

April 22, 2011 By: Guestauthor Category: Contests, Guest Blogger, Latest News 7 Comments →

We have some close friends living on a ranch in Montana.  Right now it’s calving season, which means long days and nights, sometimes driving a pick up through snow on steep hills looking for newborns or cows in trouble.  Calving season last several months and when it finishes, after the last baby is born, it’s time for branding.

Branding is like a barn-raising – the entire community arrives to help with roping, vaccinating, branding and, oh yeah, close your eyes if you’re squeamish, castration when necessary. After a full day of work comes the pot luck and the party. The best part? Over the next month, you get to help your neighbors with their branding. What a great way to catch up after a long, cold, snowy Montana winter!

Once I became a published author, I started hearing about the importance of ‘author branding’. Author branding means that an author makes an effort to become known for one particular genre, and once she’s been ‘branded’, she sticks with it. To be honest, before I heard about author branding, it had never occurred to me to write in a single genre. I’ve since learned that I’m supposed to – it would be in my best interest to become ‘branded’. Call me contrary or maybe a little crazy, but I don’t. I write in several genres – romantic suspense, contemporary, and science fiction romance. In the meantime, I have two works in progress – one is a paranormal work of suspense and the other is a post-apocalyptic work of urban fantasy.

Why do I avoid author branding? It’s not a deliberate slight on my part…I can see the obvious advantages in terms of sales and audience. I guess my problem is that I have many stories in my head, they don’t all fit into a single category, and frankly, writing in a variety of genres helps me avoid burnout.

You know how there are times when you crave Mexican food, but other times it’s Thai food or Chinese or barbecue? That’s how I look at romance. There are times when I’m in the mood for a historical, other times when I want a hot Highlander and still others when I need a vampire or maybe a story about the Fae. I don’t stick with one genre when I read, and although I do have one four-book science fiction romance series out, I don’t think I can stick with one genre when I write. So many stories…so little time!

You can find out about my books and my weird life on my site:  http://juliarachelbarrett.net

My most recent release is a contemporary erotic romance, Pushing Her Boundaries, with Siren:  http://www.bookstrand.com/pushing-her-boundaries

Blurb:

[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance]

Maggie is done with men. Flying to Minneapolis, she’s seated beside the type of man she always falls for. A sexy, arrogant alpha jerk.

Mace Williams irritates the woman next to him. She’s so damn sexy, he doesn’t care. When their seatmate suffers a cardiac arrest, Maggie and Mace team up to save his life, but it’s too late.

In Minneapolis, Maggie heads to a restaurant with her sister, only to find Mace waiting. Worse, she learns he’s the brother of her sister’s fiancé.

Stuck in her sister’s apartment with Mace, Maggie offers him one night of sex, anything goes. No obligations, no recriminations. Mace agrees…he wants more than Maggie’s body, he wants her heart.

Thrown into a disastrous canoe trip, they must work together to survive. Maggie must face her demons and trust Mace with her life. Mace is determined to save her, regardless of what the future brings.

A Siren Erotic Romance

All my books are available on Amazon and via my publishers.  Here’s my Amazon webpage:  http://www.amazon.com/Julia-Rachel-Barrett/e/B003AKG9NE/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

To celebrate May Day, I’ll be giving away a gift basket of paperback books – all you have to do to participate is sign up for my newsletter!

Guest blogger: Heather Boyd and Giveaway

April 21, 2011 By: Guestauthor Category: Contests, Guest Blogger, Latest News 15 Comments →

An Interview with Viscount Ramsbury

No matter how long you work with someone, eventually they will disappoint you.

I’m here in Devizes, ready to interview Viscount Ramsbury for the Romance Junkies Blog. However, it soon becomes apparent that the viscount is running noticeably late. Our appointment was set for early in the day, around two in the afternoon, and despite the encouraging bumps and thumps from the floor above, the master of the house has failed to appear.

I suppose setting up an appointment so soon after a wedding was a risky affair. Yet it was Ramsbury who requested this meeting for his new wife’s benefit. The tattered state of her reputation, although the stain was erased by their marriage, still lingers in the minds of the local gossips. He led me to believe he wished to smooth her way but keeping anyone waiting like this isn’t helping.

Given that Ramsbury hasn’t shown his handsome face yet, I should tell you how it all started. Once upon a time in a sleepy country village:

The sleepy afternoon silence of the Davey Lending Library ended abruptly with the harsh jangle of the doorbell and rushed footsteps crossing the room. Winifred Moore turned from the bookshelf in time to glimpse a dark shape disappearing behind the bookshop counter.

Fearing a thief had designs on the day’s meager takings, Winifred hurried to protect her father’s business interests, holding a tome before her as a weapon.

“Please, pretend I’m not here,” a deep, masculine voice rumbled up from the vicinity of the floor. “I shall inconvenience you just a few moments.”

Winifred rounded the corner of the counter and spied a Dandy lying on the shop floor. Quite unused to such a dubious honor, she took a moment to memorize the image for her later fantasies. Dark, windswept hair, dark greatcoat open to expose the expensive tailoring of his superior class. Matching sapphire cravat pin and signet ring identified the owner of the piercing, blue eyes as the favorite son of the Duke of Devizes. His heir.

Winifred stepped back. “My lord, you should not be upon our floor.”

Tristan Greene, Viscount Ramsbury, propped himself on one elbow and flashed a cheeky grin. “My dear Mrs. Moore, I am exactly where I wish to be.”

Winifred glanced at the dusty floor, sorely in need of sweeping after a long day of business, and shuddered. “Have a care for your consequence, Lord Ramsbury, or you risk becoming quite unpresentable.”

The viscount laughed. “If I am indeed in Mr. Davey’s Lending Library on High Street, then my consequence will be utterly preserved.”

Winifred glanced toward the door, longing for her father’s early return from his book-buying trip to Bristol, or any other timely interruption that would banish this foolish delusion. After several moments, when no parental guidance or visiting custom intruded, she pinched her hand to return to sanity. Unfortunately, Viscount Ramsbury still adorned her dusty floor. Only one logical explanation occurred to her. “Are you foxed, my lord?”

Ramsbury straightened his greatcoat about his legs. “Oh, would that I were, but during times such as these a man must keep a level head upon his shoulders else he’ll run afoul of a fiendish plot.”

Winifred slid her book to the table. “Are you in danger, Lord Ramsbury?”

“Danger of the most perilous kind,” he murmured, glancing about him unconcerned. “But the shelter of your premises is the most perfect foxhole a desperate man can hope to find. I am most grateful to you.”

Clearly, the viscount had lied about his consumption of spirits. “Grateful?”

Ramsbury flashed another smile she felt all the way to her toes. A warm flush swept over her skin as his gaze skimmed down her body. Then, he tipped his head toward the front of the shop. “Yes, grateful that Miss Claribel Wheaton prefers not to read.”

Puzzled, Winifred glanced out the window and spied Miss Wheaton across the road. The young woman seemed most comical today, peering into all the Devizes’ shop windows with great enthusiasm, dragging her companion forward by the arm. Suddenly, a whisper Winifred had overheard and had discounted as ridiculous gossip explained the viscount’s actions.

She smiled at the man on the floor. “I believe I begin to understand your dilemma, my lord.” Winifred chuckled, and then quickly suppressed the unkind thoughts swirling through her mind. “Indeed you are quite correct in your assessment of your safety. Miss Wheaton does not visit the lending library often.”

The viscount sat up. “Do you mean to say she does come into this establishment?”

So, as you can see, poor Winifred Moore had little hope once the viscount made his mind up. But all’s well that ends well. I’m just glad everything turned out for the best.

Ah, it appears the viscount will be unavoidably detained. Overhead, a feminine laugh breaks the silence. What could they be doing up there? Decorating?

To celebrate the release of Love Me Tender I’m giving away a digital copy to one lucky commenter. 

About the ebook: Noble Romance released Love Me Tender on April 11, 2011 in multiple digital formats. Visit Heather’s website or Noble Romance to view an excerpt or purchase the book.

About the author: Heather Boyd is an author of erotic historical romance set in regency England. Brimming with new ideas, she frequently wishes she could type as fast as she conjures new storylines. A collector of very old things, Heather lives with her testosterone-fuelled family north of Sydney, Australia. Her published work include: One Wicked Night, In the Widow’s Bed, and her April release, Love Me Tender. You can find more about Heather at www.heather-boyd.com.

Renee Vincent’s Blog Tour Giveaway

April 20, 2011 By: Guestauthor Category: Contests, Guest Blogger, Latest News 22 Comments →

Hello Romance Junkies! Hope everyone is having a lovely day. And I’m here to make your day even better by giving you the chance to enter my Blog Tour Giveaway. All you have to do is leave me a comment in the comments section of this post and you’ll be eligible to win the following:

  • An autographed print book of RÆLIKSEN (Book 1) or MAC LIAM (Book 2) winner’s choice
  • $15 gift certificate to Amazon
  • assorted bookmarks and bookplates

See HERE for complete contest details.


For your enjoyment, I’ve posted a hot little excerpt from my new release, where the hero and heroine meet for the first time. As of right now, I’m proud to announce that SILENT PARTNER is both a “Best Selling Drama eBook” and the “Highest Rated Drama eBook” at ARe! I hope you enjoy!

Silent Partner

By Renee Vincent


Available Now At:

Kindle | Nook | ARe | Smashwords | CTR | BookStrand | Turquoise Morning Press

(Trade paperback format coming soon!)Blurb:

Grayson Anders has it all. He’s the co-owner of a happening nightclub in downtown Boston, he’s wealthy, and women practically throw themselves at his feet the moment he steps on the dance floor. But profiting from these obvious benefits is not his desire. His passion is dancing and he wants nothing more than to find the perfect dance partner.Chloe LaRoche is a talented artist, but a failing entrepreneur. Her once thriving studio is now on the brink of foreclosure and unless she paints the next Van Gogh Starry Night, she’ll have to cut her losses and say goodbye to her quaint little gallery. Fearing her career is at an end, she drags herself to the local hot spot, determined to drown her worries in the bottom of a shot glass. At least that was the plan…until she lays eyes on a wickedly sexy, swarthy dancer in the club—Grayson Anders.

Unable to resist, Chloe finds herself in Grayson’s arms, indulging in a passionate, out-of-control, one night stand. And when they awaken the next morning, they are both consumed with inspiration.

Grayson finds his perfect dance partner and Chloe finally finds her muse. But, will her secret destroy both their dreams?

Excerpt:
There he was.

Shaking his cute little ass on the dance floor of Gyrations, the hippest night club in downtown Boston, amid a flock of beautiful women.

Chloe had first noticed him, chatting with the bartender, when she entered the strobe-lit room and wandered up to the bar. Their discussion looked important since they were both hovered over a business calendar. But, once a change of song had happened, he skirted away from the conversation with a look of intent on his face—probably to score one of the many loose women who had caught his eye earlier in the night.

She couldn’t tell which one he was looking to get lucky with as there were so many dancing around him, their barely-there clothes shimmering underneath the illuminating black light, each one competing for his attention. She didn’t blame them. He was quite possibly the sexiest man she’d ever seen.

He wore sleek, black, painted-on leather pants, a tight white tank, and a have-your-fill-of-me grin on his handsome face. He was enjoying himself—that was for certain—as he moved his body to the beat of the booming bass, his hips looking as if they were dislocated from the rest of him.

Oh, he knew how to dance—quite well—and he was not afraid to show it among the many who crammed into the joint. In fact, he held many people’s attention—not just hers—as if he had a reputation to live up to. As if the status of ‘the best male dancer’ was up for grabs.

She didn’t think there was such an event going on at the crowded nightspot, but she would definitely cast her vote in his favor if there was. No one in the place could even come close to matching his abilities. His steps were graceful, his rhythm was spot on, and his lithe muscular body moved in ways she didn’t think possible. His hips entranced every female in the club, and probably infuriated every male who was left holding up the bar.

Chloe gazed around the trendy, atmospheric room and took in the many grievous faces of the men standing in random corners, drinks in hand, their attention focused. She assumed they were all either watching Casanova in hopes of learning something, or, more likely, waiting for him to make a move on their girlfriends just so they could have a reason to open a can of whup-ass and vent their jealousies.

As she glanced back at Mr. Gyration, he was now grinding against some blonde’s tight-jeaned derriere, his hands on her hips as though he was having sex with her. She noticed the bimbo’s expressive face, her lips parted and her eyes half-closed from the pleasures he was dishing out, and it was obvious the girl wished he’d get into her pants before the night was over.

Chloe sighed and looked away, tossing back a shot of Tequila, knowing the only way she was going to get ‘lucky’ tonight was if she awoke tomorrow morning without a horrendous hangover. At this point in the game, she didn’t look beyond her next shot, and let the burn of the alcohol soothe her troubled mind.

She was two drinks in and raised her hand for another.

The bartender, cool and confident, opened the broad-bottomed bottle of Patrón and leaned toward her, his weight casually resting on one elbow. “You sure ‘bout this, honey?”

Of course she was sure. She wouldn’t have ordered it to begin with had she been apprehensive about the drink’s potential. She knew well what the hard liquor could do, and since she was there for one thing and one thing only, she had high hopes it would soon help her to forget her worries and drown her stress.

She was an artist—a starving artist. If she didn’t find a way to sell more of her paintings, she was going to lose everything. Her shop. Her home. Her life.

Every little bit of her savings had gone toward the funding of her big dream. And for a while, things looked promising. Her paintings were moving out the door on a relatively regular basis. Her biggest clients had been young, wealthy doctors and lawyers who aimed to spruce up their bachelor penthouse pads with risqué nudity in an artistic form. On occasion, she had even locked in a few hairdressers who wanted the more tasteful pieces for their salons.

But those avenues had soon run dry.

Word of mouth had only gone so far, and with the changing economy, no one was willing to spend their hard-earned money on needless fine art. If she didn’t figure out a way to stimulate the public’s senses enough to open their wallets, she would have to give up her small independent business and kiss her entrepreneur life goodbye.

With a flip of her hand, she gestured for the concerned bartender to pour another shot, fixed on the goal of drinking away her problems.

“This may look like water, darlin’, and go down just as smooth, but it ain’t so easy on the body once it hits your head.” He looked her over, as if measuring her determination, and after a few seconds, he popped the cork-lined glass top. “What do I care, huh? As long as you’re paying…”

“You shouldn’t care at all, Jack, especially if I’m footing the bill. And make that two.”

Chloe looked to her left upon feeling something brush against her arm. To her surprise, it was Mr. Gyration, flipping a twenty on the bar.

Her stomach fluttered and she lost all sense of herself. Being on the receiving end of that cocky smile really did a number on her heart. As her breath staggered out of her, all she could do was smile in return.

She glanced at the crisp Jackson resting next to her shot glass, appreciative of his generosity. At least he was trying to be a gentleman, which was completely opposite of the impression he had made on her from the dance floor. She could only hope he’d continue to be that way, for she had no intention of tolerating anything less.

“You’re a pretty little thing,” he said, leaning against the bar. “A girl like you shouldn’t be anywhere alone. Especially here.”

“Easy, Don Juan,” Jack interrupted as he slammed another shot of Tequila on the slick lacquered wood of the bar. “She’s new.”

“I can see that.”

Chloe had to look away. His devilish smile was too much to handle. And even though a warning had slipped from the bartender’s lips, Mr. Gyration didn’t seem to care. He was staring at her with such hunger, she half expected him to growl like an animal if some other man-whore got too close.

In trying to rid the weight of his close presence, she reached for the alcohol, dying to douse the flaming heat of his dark, amber eyes from her memory. But his hand stopped her.

The abruptness of his actions caused the drink to slosh and splash her fingers. She barely noticed. All she could feel were his masculine fingers, curling gently around her tiny wrist and the warmth of his palm, flattened across her forearm, spreading like wildfire throughout her body. The shock of his touch nearly stopped her heart. What stunned her more, was watching him lift her hand and taking her wet finger into his mouth, sucking the small droplets of Tequila from it.

Her stomach dropped to her pelvis and a sweltering inferno raged from within her core. The only thing that kept her from incinerating right there on that barstool was the tingling sensation dispersing between her thighs. Though his tongue only swirled around her one knuckle, she could feel its torment on her whole body, a warmth spreading like fire between her legs.

She crossed them tightly, trying to get a grip on her emotions, trying to keep him from weaseling into her good sense. But the manner in which he withdrew her finger ever so slowly from his soft, full lips clouded her brain, his inviting brown eyes blurring everything around her.

No one existed, save him.

“Let’s dance first,” he suggested coolly. “Then we can shoot the good stuff together.”

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Previous Blog Tour visits:

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#1 – April 12 Romance by Chance

#2 – April 13 History Undressed

#3 – April 18 Coffee And Romance…A Book Blog

#4 – April 19 Tina Donahue Presents…

Character Overload

April 18, 2011 By: Guestauthor Category: Guest Blogger, Latest News 10 Comments →

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I am often  plagued with a severe outbreak of character overload. If you’re a writer, I know this has happened to you. It may even happen to a reader if you read several books at the same time. How do you read several books at the same time? I don’t have a clue, but one of my friends says she does. I doubt she’s alone. Anyway, my definition of character overload is a condition in which all the characters you have, whether in books being edited, in the work you’re currently writing or those you have plotted that are awaiting their opportunity for the turn of your pen (or computer keystroke), begin to war in your mind for dominance.

When this happens to me, I find myself balanced on a piece of thin wire, hopping from thought to thought and unable to settle down and make noticeable progress on any one project. It’s happening to me again. Editor 1 sent me front edits for a co-written book that will be released in June. Editor 2 is gearing up to send me the same on a short work coming out in May. At the same time, I just finished edits and need to publish an indie work and there’s still another one waiting for its last 6,000 words. But, you see, the characters in that book are so fed up with my not completing their story, they’ve clammed up and they aren’t talking.
I doubt I’ll ever have Alzheimer’s because my mind gets a great work out. I may, however, end up with one heck of a case of multiple personality disorder. Who am I kidding? I already have it and have professed to it on several guest blogs. Character Uprising, a poem I wrote a long time ago, tells the story about this kind of writer’s block:

My characters are not too pleased,
With whom I’ve written them to be,
They’ve been grumbling, and they might
Form a union, go on strike.
 

It’s a lot longer than that, but you get the idea. So, the question is how do I get out of this stalemate and negotiate with my characters to open up? Here are my top four ways to cure my temporary block:

 1)     Take a break and do something else creative other than writing. One great way to do this is to draw or paint. I like to make a mandala. You can Google this, but basically it’s a circle with designs. Many folks use them when meditating or in spiritual pursuits. Maybe that’s why I like to do it, because it gets me in touch with my inner self.2)     Go for a drive or just take a walk outside. There’s something about being out in the sun and fresh air that rejuvenates the mind, allowing for it to process once again.3)     Work on a mind puzzle and stimulate the left side of your brain. The right side will rise to the occasion and start producing.4)     Get plenty of rest. If you’re sleep deprived, it’s doubtful you’ll produce anything that’s creative. 

I’d love to hear from other writer about your techniques, and readers, what helps clears your mind so you can produce?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Bobbye Terry is the multi-published writer of fantasy, suspense and romantic comedy novels under her own name, her solo pseudonym, Daryn Cross, and her co-authored one, Terry Campbell. Her previous works have garnered finalist awards in the Booksellers’ Best and other RWA-sponsored contests. Bobbye’s most recent releases are Millicent and Frozen Assets(w/a Daryn Cross), available now on Kindle AllRomance Ebooks and Smashwords and her first mystery novella, Buried in Briny Bay (w/a Bobbye Terry), was released in March by Turquoise Morning Press.  

Win an Amish Quilt Hanging from Bestselling Author Wanda E. Brunstetter!

April 16, 2011 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News 2 Comments →

 To celebrate the launch of her new website, Wanda E. Brunstetter is having a “Lose Your Heart in the Amish Life” contest. The grand prize winner will receive a beautiful, Amish-made, quilted wall-hanging. To participate, simply visit www.wandabrunstetter.com and click on the Lose Your Heart in the Amish Life Contest banner on the right-hand side of the page. Hurry! The contest ends on April 22nd!

Remember, if you participate in this request please send me a link to your blog post along with your address and I will send you three copies of Wanda E. Brunstetter’s newest release, The Journey.

New York Times Bestselling Authors Eloisa James and Sarah MacLean Featured in LiveStream Online Book & Author Event

April 14, 2011 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News 1 Comment →

RomanceLive!

The ‘Traditional’ Book Signing Revolutionized:

New York Times Bestselling Authors Eloisa James and Sarah MacLean

Featured in LiveStream Online Book & Author Event

 Wednesday, April 27, 2011; 5:00pm EST; Live from HarperCollins Studio (New York, NY)

www.avonromancelive.com

New York Times bestselling authors Eloisa James and Sarah MacLean headline a much-anticipated virtual book signing, powered by LiveStream, taking place at 5:00pm EST on Wednesday April, 27, 2011. Veteran romance writer James will interview rising star MacLean about her newest release, ELEVEN SCANDALS TO START TO WIN A DUKE’S HEART. Both authors with answer questions and sign copies for virtual event attendees, live from HarperCollins studio in New York, NY. Information regarding the LiveStream event can be found online at www.avonromancelive.com.

The virtual event will be immediately followed by a live, in-store appearance of Sarah MacLean at WORD in Brooklyn, New York (126 Franklin Street) at 7:30pm. Fans are invited to meet MacLean in person and enjoy complimentary refreshments.

“This is the sixth live-streaming event brought to fans by Avon Books,” says Senior Publicity Director Pam Jaffee. “Our recent ‘online signing’ from Turn the Page Bookstore in Boonsboro MD featured authors such as Nora Roberts and Jeaniene Frost, and was enjoyed by more than 1500 romance fans around the world via Livestream.  Attendees travelled (virtually) from as far as Germany, Kenya, India, Pakistan, Ireland, Nigeria and Tunisia!”

 What is an “untraditional” event in this day and age? These new streaming signings marry bricks-and-mortar with online; driving a dedicated digital fanbase to support stores at local independent booksellers.

 “Eloisa James and Sarah MacLean are two of our all-time favorite romance writers,” says Event Manager of WORD Jenn Northington “So we’re thrilled to be able to be a part of this event series. This will be WORD’s first time participating in a Livestream event; we’re really looking forward to it – and we know our customers are too.”

 Readers can contact the skilled staff at WORD Bookstore in Greenpoint, Brooklyn (info@wordbrooklyn.com; 718 383 0096) to order personalized copies of the participating authors’ newest titles.  Newly released books from both authors include When Beauty Tamed the Beast by Eloisa James and Eleven Scandals to Start to Win a Duke’s Heart by Sarah MacLean.

 More information is available online at www.livestream.com/romance and www.wordbrooklyn.com

 WHEN:

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Virtual Event at 5:00pm EST

Live Book Signing at 7:30pm EST

 WHERE:

Virtual event at http://www.avonromance.com/romancelive/

Live Book Signing at WORD in Brooklyn, New York (126 Franklin Street)

 NOTE: Readers can log onto the WORD website to pre-order signed and personalized books.

http://www.wordbrooklyn.com/

 

Out of Whack

April 13, 2011 By: Guestauthor Category: Guest Blogger, Latest News No Comments →

After a fun filled time at the RT Convention I am out of whack. Time zone wise. At RT I was in LA which is 3 hours behind where I usually live so the time messed me up. It was strange being up at 11 pm LA time and knowing it was 2 am my time. It took a few days for me to get it straight. RT was a blast and I met lots of awesome people. When I finally did it was time to come home. Now that I am home I am up late since my body is still on LA time. I should be fine in a few days. Until then using the out of whack hours to get some writing done.

Taige Crenshaw
http://www.taigecrenshaw.com/
…increasing the sizzle factor

Blog: http://www.taigecrenshaw.com/blog
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Free Reads Site: http://www.satinnotes.com/

Indigo Rain – To save the world and humanity from extinction from a being that can herald Armageddon a woman must trust a man whose race destroyed the people she held most dear. There’s more at stake… their hearts.

Buy here at Summerhouse Publishing.

Hot Spanish Nights and other Hot Topics

April 08, 2011 By: Guestauthor Category: Guest Blogger, Latest News 11 Comments →

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In the novella I’m currently giving birth to, my challenge is to make a demon sympathetic enough for the heroine and the reader to fall in love with him.  In fact, she must choose him over her guardian angel.  Salseph isn’t your normal, run-of-the-mill demon.  He was created by the fallen angel Paimon, General of Hell, to look like an angel with beautiful black-and-white wings.

           

Which makes him an outcast in Hell.

            I am finding it difficult—and the going has been slow—showing the character arc as Seph’s motives change from murder and revenge to love and the yearning to be accepted for what he is.  Getting there!  Then all I have to do is sell it, which may be more of a challenge than writing (tentative title) Doomsday.  Or Child of Armageddon.  Which do you like?

            I found it surprisingly easy to write Hot Spanish Nights, an erotic novella published by The Wild Rose Press.  The character arcs built themselves—Erica and Damian finding themselves and each other in their passion. A sexy bullfighter and master horseman and a Virginia socialite in Spain to buy a horse sizzle the Spanish nights.  The Andalusian horse, which I bred for many years, is the co-star in this story of lust, love and lurking revenge.

Here is a teaser for Hot Spanish Nights:

Damián slid to the ground, offered her his right hand, the reins looped through the fingers of his left. In a voice that should be reserved for the bedroom, he invited, “Señorita.”

The hunk isn’t wearing underwear.

He didn’t try to hide the enticing shape of his balls and the chiseled head of his cock, exhibited to perfection by his riding breeches. When he saw where she was looking, amusement flashed in his dark eyes. The handsome devil knew she lusted after him. But probably every woman who came within ten feet of the electric charge that was Damián Xérès fell in lust.

He tossed the reins to a stable boy and motioned her ahead of him into the barn’s cool, shadowed hall. Red flowers in aged, wooden sherry barrels lined the brick expanse. Bay, black and gray stallions peered through the brass bars over the half-doors of their stalls. The barn smelled of straw, horses and clean leather.

If Damián were merely an instructor at the famous school, not the eldest son and heir to the sherry empire in Jerez de la Frontera, she might entertain the idea of trying to snag his heart. The Xérès family was famous for fine sherry, award-winning wines and exceptional Andalusian horses. Damián excelled as a rejoneador, fighting the fierce Iberian bulls on horseback. One false move from horse or rider ended the challenge, the bull the victor. The man quite simply had everything—courage, looks, money, talent and to-die-for charm.

And he knew how to use his attributes.

Her gaze traveled from the polished boots hugging muscled calves up the tan riding breeches that fit like a second skin, lingered for a heartbeat at his zipper then continued up his chest. When their eyes met, there was no amusement in the depths of his dark eyes, only heat. She felt as if she would spontaneously combust in the Spanish sun. He gave her a lazy, sexy smile as his gaze slid down her in a slow appraisal that sent the blood pounding in her veins. Her riding breeches molded her figure as his molded his physique. His gaze paused at the apex of her legs. A fluttery feeling awoke low in her belly.

For another excerpt and the book trailer for Hot Spanish Nights as well as a free erotic read, please visit Bianca’s blog.  You can also see what reviewers are saying about this hot novella.

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Author: LJ DeLeon

April 06, 2011 By: Romance Junkies Category: Guest Blogger, Latest News 9 Comments →

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I’ve been asked by many people what makes the Warriors for Light series different from other fantasy/paranormal series. As the author, I always feel uncomfortable when asked to explain my work. The stories themselves seem to come out of the ether, fully formed.  Yet there is a difference in these books. The elements from action to romance are balanced. The romance arises naturally out of the situations and the characters involved. Neither the hero nor heroine is totally dominant over the other and sometimes not even their battles with demons, real or internal.  Even the level of heat also arises out of the characters. In Warrior’s Rise, the staid Padraig and inexperienced, overprotected Deva must explore each other slowly. Deva has been raised from childhood for war, yet she never knew why. The night Padraig walked into her bar, she blows the head off a Fomorii demon with her shotgun, learns she fated to be the leader of the Army for Light. This forces the untested Deva to become a military leader who must balance her budding romantic side with her leadership side and to maintain the control of her emerging powers. Padraig is haunted by his past and a mistake that cost him his twin. Deva is struggling with her new role as leader and a sensual woman. Only together can they survive, but can he overcome their pasts and the belief the Army of Light’s leader must remain a virgin?  dragonchild.jpg

On the other hand, in Dragon Child, Saraph shapeshifter Moira and wereleopard Steve battle not only demons from the Abyss but each other and their animal nature. Animals are so much earthier; they want what they want. And when Steve’s internal leopard recognizes Moira as his mate, the stage is set for hot sex and the man trying to control his cat. And Moira? She wants to explore her newfound dragon abilities and sexuality without the trap of a mate. So she takes advantage of her ability to take the shape of Steve’s animal in order to make wild leopard love that steams up even the natural hot spring where they first make love. The sex goes from hot to hotter because they have the liberty to go where their animal nature drives them, yet neither character wants a mate. Fate, it seems, enjoys a good laugh. Romance and action lovers will enjoy both these books. There is a balance of both that is natural and flows from the story yet neither overwhelms the other. The sex is hot, the action is hot, too, because the safety of the world is at stake. Thus, the lovers make smart choices as to when to relax their vigilance enough to be comfortable making love. As the series progresses, you meet characters from previous stories in their own books, but each book is a stand-alone novel. Warrior’s Rise Blurb:  For Fae-human half-breed Deva Morgan, life as she knows it changes on her thirtieth birthday. One moment she’s a barkeep, the next she is a warrior fated to save Earth from the Dark Lord and his demon hoard. Shunned by both her races, she faces a danger-filled quest with few allies. Too bad her powers haven’t fully emerged or stabilized. 

For Deva it is life or death, on-the-job training with her companion, Padraig O’Neal, a Fae warrior with a shadowed past. Can he quiet the storm raging inside her, help her harness the growing power within her, and provide a barrier between Deva and a fatal outcome? Will their love be enough to save Deva and stop the Dark Lord’s demons from entering Earth?  Amazon Kindle:  http://tiny.cc/ng7sv Dragon Child Blurb:  A fire-breathing dragon, Moira O’Neal, was exchanged at birth for a Fae princess. Discovering the truth, she escapes the cage of the royal court and joins forces with the sexiest wereleopard on Earthworld. She fights the urge to mate and the trap that comes with it as they race against time to find the missing princess and a master of the black arts who covets her power. Major Steve Taylor, a wereleopard in the Army For Light, partners with the impetuous Moira in the middle a dangerous mission where failure means all their deaths. Worse, his leopard decides Moira is his mate, leaving the man at war with his cat. Amazon Kindle:  http://tiny.cc/7bphw Bio:  LJ DeLeon is an Army brat and a world-traveled former CIA Intelligence Analyst who has seen enough of this world to appreciate other worlds. Working for the CIA proved great training for writing fantasy, paranormal, and futuristic romance–and understanding the warrior mentality. Amazing how real life and fiction overlap. Website:  http://www.ljdeleon.com  Blog:  http://www.warriorsforlight.com

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