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All or Nothing by Susan Behon

 

 

 

Susan Behon’s 5th Madison Falls book is out now!

 

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Blurb:

Christopher King had everything. He had his family, his security company, and most importantly, he had Fiona O’Malley. Almost. Until he has to let Fiona go for reasons he can’t reveal.

He thought he’d shut her out, but every stolen look and lingering glance gives him away. Fiona knows things aren’t as they seem, so she comes up with a plan to get Chris to tell her the truth. It works a little too well when the very reason he stayed away comes to light and threatens everything he’s fought to keep safe.

Unable to live the lie any longer, Chris needs Fiona by his side to put a stop to the danger that’s following her and tormenting him. Fiona becomes the key to unlocking his every secret, including the love he can no longer deny.

Excerpt:

Chris took Fiona by the waist and pulled her against him in an echo of their earlier embrace. “You want to know what it was? Why I dragged you back there?” She had to tilt her head back to look him in the eye. Chris’s heart thudded because he knew what he was about to confess. “It was me wanting you so much that every day without you has been my own special kind of Hell. And it was all of my own making. I couldn’t touch you or taste you because I forced you out of my reach. All that time, it was me seeing you, but not being able to stare, taking in your scent without being able to really inhale, and hearing your voice and not being able to say what was on my mind or in my…”

No, he’d said enough.

“To say what was in your what?” Fiona clutched at his shoulders. Chris didn’t know if her heart was pounding too or if it was the reverberations from his own slamming against her.

“Never mind.” Chris skittered back from the edge.

“Damn it. Tell me!” It was the closest he’d ever heard Fiona come to a shout. Her dormant Irish temper was wide awake now. “Come on, Christopher King, I’m right here.” She grabbed his hand and set it over her heart. Christ. Her upper chest was so soft and warm, it wasn’t much of a struggle to keep his hand right where it was. “Here I am. Feel me…see me…tell me what you want to say. Tell me what’s on your mind and in your…?”

“Goddamn it, Fee!” He felt goaded into raising his voice as well. “My heart, okay? I wanted to tell you what was in my heart. I love you so fucking much I ache with it.”

There. All his cards were on the table now. The absence of sound was deafening. Had they both stopped breathing? Fee hadn’t said anything yet and the suspense was killing him. He’d never told a woman he loved her before and waiting for her to either laugh at him or love him too, sucked. Screw it. He dropped his hands and stepped around her. “I’ll show you to your room. It’s been a long day. You’re probably tired…”

“I’m not tired.” She kept pace behind him.

He kept going. “The bathroom is to the left down the hall. You might want to take a shower…”

“I don’t want to take a shower…not alone, anyway.”

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Susan Behon, author of the Madison Falls series, enjoys creating a world that brings readers romance, laughter, and a healthy dose of sexiness. Susan graduated summa cum laude with a B. A. in English from Norfolk State University. She currently lives in Ohio with her very own romance hero of a husband and their two wonderful daughters.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Cover Reveal: Stiletto Secrets by Bella J

Nicholas Blake is your typical class A, rich bastard who loves getting what he wants. He’s spoiled, selfish and enjoys all the lavish pleasures life has to offer—especially those that involve women and getting naked. Nicholas’ life is just damn near perfect. But one night out on the town with his friends and everything changes. One encounter with a stripper in stilettos who fittingly calls herself Cinderella, and his life suddenly doesn’t seem so goddamn perfect anymore.

 

As if that isn’t enough, there’s also Emma, the new maid in his father’s mansion that immediately piques his curiosity with her sweet smile and blue-green eyes. He finds himself drawn to her and wants nothing more than to seduce her into his bed, to make her his. But he just can’t seem to stay away from the stripper that makes him burn in ways he never knew possible.

 

The more he starts to care for Emma, the stronger his obsession grows for Cinderella.

 

Insane? Absolutely.

 

Twisted? Yes.

 

Completely screwed up? Hell yes.

 

A decision needs to be made; he needs to choose. But will Nicholas be able to make that choice when he finds himself all tangled up in a giant cluster of love, lust and stilettos?

 

Release Date:  04/25/16
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Excerpt:

“Pick one.”

Nicholas jerked his head to the left in the direction from where the woman’s voice came, and noticed the dark-pink curtains.

“Pick one what?” He scanned the room.

“The shoes. Pick a pair,” a soft, sultry voice replied.

Then Nicholas noticed movement behind the curtain. Whoever it was dragged her hand along the fabric while leisurely pacing, apparently waiting for him to choose.

Instantly intrigued, he glanced at the cabinet and then back at the curtain. “You want me to choose a pair of shoes?”

“Yes, pick a pair and I will wear them.”

Nicholas felt a little tingle in the back of his neck when she spoke. He had only been in this room for five minutes and whoever was behind the curtain already had all his attention.

He moved a little closer to the curtain. “You know, a lot goes into choosing the right pair of shoes. For example, I’d need to know what you’re wearing first.” He tried to get a better look at the woman behind the curtain, but the fabric was just too damn dense for him to make out anything other than a silhouette.

“Why don’t you just pick a pair under the assumption that I’m not wearing anything,” she replied with soft, smoothly spoken words. Somehow it reminded him of melted chocolate.

“Why don’t you let me see for myself what you’re wearing?”

“That’s not how it works, Mr. Blake.”

The curtain swooshed a little as she moved behind it.

Nicholas turned to the glass cabinet with the shoes. How in God’s name was he supposed to choose? It was like telling a kid to choose one item in Willy Wonka’s candy factory. Im-fucking-possible.

After inspecting each pair, he finally opened the door and reached for a white pair of stilettos with a little diamond bow on top. A simple design, but it was the pair with the sharpest heel, and Nicholas loved those damn heels.

“So what do I do with these?” Nicholas inspected the shoes more closely.

And then a hand reached out from the other side of the curtain. Nicholas noticed the freshly manicured nails and beautiful dainty fingers. “Now you give them to me, and take a seat, Mr. Blake.”

Nicholas looked to the chair before handing her the shoes.

“On the table next to the chair you will see a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold. You need to sit down, lock one of the cuffs around your hand, put on the blindfold and then place both hands behind the back of the seat.”

Nicholas frowned. “Okay, I’m not sure I’m entirely comfortable with this. I thought this was a show. How am I supposed to enjoy the show if I can’t see anything?”

“Mr. Blake, I have three different types of shows I present. See, feel, and touch.”

“See, feel, and touch?” he mimed silently with his mouth.

“You can’t experience all at once.”

“Well, I’d sort of feel cheated then.”

“When you lose one of your senses, the other senses get heightened, Mr. Blake.”

Nicholas could not get over the beautiful sound of this woman’s voice. It was like her voice had a direct line straight down to his cock.

He started to leisurely pace around the room. “So I’m just curious, which show did my friends book me for?”

“Feel,” she replied.

Being the smart-ass that he was, Nicholas asked, “Isn’t that kind of the same thing as touch?”

“No, it’s not. With touch you would be allowed to use your hands, guided by me of course. With feel, you will only feel what I want you to feel.”

Okay, now he was really damn curious.

As he turned to the table and eyed the contents, he contemplated what his options were. Either he turned around now and then got labeled as a pussy by his friends, or he could put on the mask and the cuffs and see where this all went. But honestly, there was no way in hell he would be able to walk away now.

“What will it be, Mr. Blake?”

Nicholas shrugged and picked up the cuffs. “I guess we should get this show started then.”

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Bella J lives in Cape Town, South Africa with her husband, two kids, & chihuahua. Her love for writing started in eighth grade when she received her first writing assignment—which she flunked. But the positive side of her failure—her newly found passion for writing. The negative side—now she’s completely spaced out half of the time living in her little pretend world of romance, love, & insanely hot heroes

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OTHER TITLES BY BELLA J

Resplendent Ruin (Resplendence #1)

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26319763-resplendent-ruin?from_search=true&search_version=service

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Resplendent-Ruin-Resplendence-Book-1-ebook/dp/B016TQFI00

Resplendent Rush (Resplendence #2)

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28018678-resplendent-rush

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Resplendent-Rush-Resplendence-Book-2-ebook/dp/B01AGZATK4

Resplendent Rage (Resplendence #3)

Release date: 03/28/16

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28693569-resplendent-rage

Pre-order link:  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/resplendent-rage-j-bella/1123483698?ean=9781622103454

 


Annette Mardis’ “The Shore Thing” New Release Guest Post

Today I have fellow LSB author Annette Mardis visiting to talk about her upcoming release The Shore Thing. Take it away, Annette.

Thank you so much, Kimber, for hosting me on your blog. Liquid Silver Books will release my new contemporary romance novel, The Shore Thing, on Sept. 1. It’s the first book in a series set in the fictional west-central Florida beach town of Gulf Shore, where you’ll feel sugary white sand between your toes, the warm sun on your shoulders, and a sea breeze ruffling your hair.

You’ll meet swoon-worthy alpha males who aren’t embarrassed to cuddle a rescued baby dolphin in their muscular arms, and accomplished women looking for an equal partner who thinks that smart is sexy.

You’ll get up close and personal with sea life, join the “snipe and gripe” club for girls’ nights out, and fall in love with a talking parrot who acts like a little boy in a bird suit.

You’ll go behind-the-scenes at the local aquarium and out to the beach to rescue marine animals in distress. And once you visit Gulf Shore, you just may find yourself wishing you could stay.

Here’s what The Shore Thing is about:

Danielle “Dani” Davidson vows to just say no to workplace romances after her first post-college job is soured by a messy breakup with a manipulative coworker at a fish hatchery. That’s just one reason she doesn’t trust any man with her heart, let alone one who swims with sharks for a living. So why can’t she get cameraman Evan Sanders out of her mind?

Evan is twice shy, too, after an alluring but self-absorbed colleague at Gulf Shore Aquarium takes a bite out of his heart. Thought he’s dead set against dating anyone else he works with, he’s intrigued by Dani’s shyness and tempted by her intelligence and low-key sexiness.

Dani leads tours and educates guests, and Evan is the chief photographer/videographer at the aquarium and marine animal hospital in Gulf Shore. Their attraction smolders until an unfortunate encounter with a stingray sends Dani to the emergency room, and Evan steps up to help her through her recovery.

The two also bond over the rescue of an orphaned baby dolphin. But will Evan’s vindictive ex-lover, his career ambitions, and Dani’s inhibitions tear the young lovers apart?

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Here’s an excerpt:

Evan Sanders felt his swim fins touch bottom as he settled into position with his camera pointed at the two ten-foot nurse sharks circling above him. It was feeding time, and Fred and Barney were restless and hungry. Evan watched as black drum, striped mullet, mangrove snapper, and other smaller fish scurried out of the predators’ way.

He was in full scuba gear and had only his camera for protection, but he wasn’t worried. He’d shot still photos and video in Gulf Shore Aquarium’s Florida Fishes tank many times, and the nurse sharks hadn’t shown the slightest interest in him.

Still, the usually sluggish bottom-dwellers did have thousands of tiny, serrated teeth capable of crushing shellfish and delivering a nasty bite to errant hands or feet, so Evan couldn’t afford to be careless.

Leaning against the clear face of the tank for support, he noticed an attractive young woman watching him. She had her long chestnut hair pulled back in a neat ponytail and wore khaki slacks and the aquarium’s standard-issue teal polo shirt with the GSA logo. A small crowd gathered around her, and Evan knew she was regaling them with facts about how nurse sharks in the wild use vacuum-like suction to snatch fish, mollusks, and crustaceans from their hiding places, sometimes even yanking a sea snail right out of its shell.

He wished he had time to take a closer look at her because he liked what he could see. But duty called.

Evan zoomed in and fired off frame after frame as Fred sucked a freshly thawed herring from the stainless steel grilling tongs a trainer held just beneath the water’s surface. He tracked Fred with his camera as the shark circled around for another handout.

Suddenly, Evan’s peripheral vision picked up a hulking shape closing in fast on his right. He pivoted to find Barney’s snout within inches of the camera lens.

Pulse pounding, Evan barely had time to react. He bumped the shark’s nose just hard enough to discourage him from coming closer. The lumbering fish veered away at the last second and swam up to a second trainer, who enticed him with a hunk of squid.

On the dry side of the Plexiglas, the young woman stared wide-eyed. Evan gave an exaggerated shudder and patted his chest over his heart. She laughed, and he grinned around his regulator mouthpiece and wiggled his fingers. She waved back.

As Evan held her gaze for a moment longer, the young woman blushed.

 

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Fifteen minutes earlier, Danielle “Dani” Davidson had returned from an early dinner break to see the diver standing on the concrete deck of the tank, looking like he belonged on the cover of Hot Hunks Monthly. He checked his air tank and hoses, spit in his mask to keep it from fogging, and collected his camera gear. He’d zipped up his wet suit only as far as his flat waist, and it was only natural for Dani to pause and admire the wide set of his shoulders and the muscles rippling over his tanned arms and chest.

Just then, he raised his head as if he felt her gaze roaming his body and, face reddening, she hurried toward the stairs. She stopped on the top step, hidden by a sign identifying the animals in the tank, and watched as he worked his arms down the sleeves of his wet suit and then zipped it closed.

The show over, she headed down to the underwater viewing area to narrate the nurse shark feeding.

Now, as Dani’s heartbeat returned to normal, the guests gave her an expectant look, obviously waiting to hear what she had to say about the diver’s close call.

“Barney was just making sure our photographer got a nice close-up of his handsome face,” she ad-libbed, adding a reassuring smile for good measure.

“You wouldn’t catch me in the water with those monsters,” one woman proclaimed.

“Sharks are awesome!” the boy with her enthused. “During Shark Week on TV, they showed a great white leaping out of the water with a seal in its jaws, and the seal was all bloody and flopping around and stuff, and its guts were hanging out, too. It was so cool!”

“Eeeewww,” a girl behind him squealed. “That’s totally disgusting.”

“Well—” Dani began, but was interrupted by the man beside her.

“So, would that shark have bitten that diver just now?” he asked.

“Nurse sharks usually aren’t aggressive and are tolerant of people,” she told him. “Unless, of course, someone is careless enough to step on the shark or foolish enough to pull its tail. Our diver is anything but an inattentive imbecile.”

Several people laughed.

“Then why did that shark charge him?” the man pressed.

“‘Charge’ is an overstatement. Sharks are attracted by bright and shiny objects, like a camera flash.”

“Won’t they eat those other fish in there?” someone else asked, setting off a flurry of questions from the group.

“Not as long as we keep Fred and Barney well-fed,” Dani said. “Nurse sharks are lazy hunters who forage at night when their prey is resting.”

“How often do you feed them?”

“Four times a week.”

“Why don’t you just throw the food in there instead of using tongs?”

“The trainers need to keep track of how much fish and squid each shark eats,” she explained. “And they also get vitamin supplements in their food.”

“How big do nurse sharks get?”

“They average seven to nine feet, but it’s possible they can reach fourteen feet.”

“How long do they live?”

“About twenty-five years in human care.”

“Human care? Let’s call it what it is—captivity.”

“Well—”

“Are these, like, the only sharks you have? Because they’re, like, totally lame,” said a bored-looking teenage girl.

“We have a lot of other species at Shark Pier, which is near the back of the property,” Dani answered.

“So, um, why are these here, then?”

“Fred and Barney came to us before we built Shark Pier. A local man had them at his home and gave them to us after they outgrew every tank he bought. They’ve settled in here, so why move them again? Think of them as the aquarium’s greeters, like the ones at Walmart, but with much sharper teeth.”

Dani smiled, but the teenager stayed stone-faced.

“What’s the most bloodthirsty shark in this part of Florida?” asked a man wearing a floppy fishing hat and a sticky layer of coconut-scented suntan lotion.

“We prefer not to use words like bloodthirsty and vicious. Yes, they’re top predators, but sharks don’t hunt humans. Of the more than three hundred and fifty species, fewer than ten are considered dangerous to people.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” the man accused, his hands folded across his chest. Then he spoke with a deliberate pause between each word, as if she had rocks for brains. “Which sharks should we be most afraid of when we’re in local waters?”

“Bull sharks. They’re aggressive and unpredictable.” Dani’s smile wavered, but she kept it pasted on her face.

“Anybody been attacked?”

“Off Gulf Shore? No. None reported, anyway. South of here, in the Tampa Bay area? Yes, but not many. You don’t have to worry. I swim in the Gulf all the time.”

“Hey, it only takes one bite! What happened with those attacks? This is stuff we have a right to know!”

“Yes, sir, absolutely,” she agreed. “Nobody’s trying to keep secrets. In 2000, a nine-foot bull shark feeding on mullet killed a retiree who jumped off his dock near St. Pete Beach and Gulfport.”

Several guests gasped, and someone muttered, “Good Lord!”

“That happened in Boca Ciega Bay, where nine years later a teenage girl was swimming—”

“Wait a minute. Boca Ciega Bay? Oh! My! God! We’re staying right near there!” shrieked an older woman who looked like she’d just come off the beach and now regretted sticking even a toe in the surf.

“Did that girl get eaten?” the young Shark Week fan asked before Dani could say anything else.

“No, she was bitten just below the knee. It was serious but not life-threatening.”

“We need to stay someplace else if there are killer sharks in that bay,” the woman insisted, on the verge of a full-blown frenzy.

“Ma’am, sharks are found in every major body of saltwater in the world,” Dani said.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better, young lady?”

Dani’s shirt was sticky with sweat. “Your chances of being attacked are about one in eleven million,” she assured the woman. That didn’t seem to satisfy her, so Dani launched into tips for lessening that already minuscule risk.

“Don’t swim alone, at twilight, after dark, or if you’re bleeding. Don’t wear shiny jewelry. Be extra cautious in murky water. Don’t splash a lot or let pets in the water with you. Avoid going in the water where people are fishing.”

The woman’s face looked like she’d just sucked on a lemon, and the man who’d raised the specter of shark attack gave an impatient huff.

Geez, what’s with these people? Dani thought, sneaking another look at the diver with the camera. I’d be safer in there with him, not to mention with Barney and Fred.

 

 

The Shore Thing is available for pre-order from Liquid Silver Books at www.lsbooks.com/pre-order-coming-soon-romance-books-c322.php. Order now and buy the book for $3.99, which is 20 percent off the regular cover price.

 

 

Now, a little about me. I’m a veteran of some 30 years of newspaper work in the Tampa area, most of it with The Tampa Tribune, and work as a freelance editor in addition to writing books.

In July 2013, I published the e-novella Getting Her Money’s Worth, inspired by and dedicated to a close friend who died in June 2012 after a failed bone marrow transplant.photo (3)

In my spare time, I greet and educate the public as a volunteer at Clearwater Marine Aquarium, home to movie star dolphins Winter and Hope from the Dolphin Tale films.

I also enjoy reading; riding on the back of my husband’s Harley-Davidson; playing with my pets; and cheering for my favorite NASCAR drivers and Tampa Bay area sports teams.

 

Visit me at my website, www.AnnetteMardis.com, my Facebook page at www.facebook.com/AuthorAnnetteMardis and my Pinterest boards at www.pinterest.com/annettemardis/the-shore-thing/ and  www.pinterest.com/annettemardis/getting-her-moneys-worth/. Follow me on twitter: @AnnetteMardis48.

I also post book reviews, publishing news and other reader-friendly content through a public forum at www.facebook.com/PostHereReaders.

 

 

 


Winter Wonder Man Blog Hop $50 Gift Card #giveaway and More!

Welcome to the Winter Wonder Man Blog Hop. I’m one of your many hosts, Kimber Vale. Our topic is sexy men who make your toes curl and keep you warm on those cold winter nights.

Well, here’s a babe who keeps my dreams spicy-hot.

Nothing I love more than a sexy singer covered in tattoos. Swoon. I’ve got a history of writing characters exactly like that, as a matter of fact. 😉

I’m days away from sending my second rock star book, Double Takes, Shooting Stars Book 2 to my publisher. To celebrate, I’ll include a snippet from that book.

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“Can’t be too careful, huh?” Gio said. Cities were cities, but still it seemed a little paranoid to lock your door just to walk down the stairs. Maybe he had an undesirable neighbor.

“Just a creature of habit, I guess,” Lance answered, as they stepped into his place. He dead bolted the door behind them. “Too many bad guys out there.”

“And yet you let me in.”

Lance turned to Gio with a serious expression.

“Are you a bad guy, Gio Savale? If you are, tell me now.” His face broke into a half-grin. “Yeah, it would shatter a decade-long fantasy. But if you’re here to spend the night, it’ll hurt much worse tomorrow.”

Gio’s stomach flip-flopped. Was he here to spend the night? And was he a good enough guy to live up to whatever Lance made him out to be?

I’m just a guy. Not a god. Not a hero. Hell and gone from perfect. Gio raked a hand through his hair as he searched for the truth. “My life’s a fucked-up mess.” He coughed a laugh. “I’m totally conflicted about even coming here…” He shook his head, asking for understanding with his eyes. “But I couldn’t stop myself.” Gio stepped closer to the man he’d inexplicably wanted since the first moment he saw him. “I’m just a guy who can’t get you out of my head. Is that good enough?”

Lance closed the distance between them. Their bodies nearly touched, and his warm hands reached up to frame Gio’s stubbled cheeks. “That’s perfect,” he said.

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If you love someone, set him free. If he steals something of yours, hunt him down and make him sorry. Alex Bremen is over Chance Ralan. Ever since his high school boyfriend ditched him nine years ago, Alex has barely thought of Chance at all. Sure, Alex attended a concert or two when his ex’s band, Armageddon Showdown, was in the area, but that was more curiosity than anything else. Who wouldn’t want to see firsthand how his once clean-cut boyfriend transformed into a pierced and tattooed heavy metal god? But when Chance has the nerve to record a love song Alex wrote for him years ago, Alex crosses the country to confront him. Revenge becomes a dish best served sizzling hot. The two men lock horns, but find the chemistry between them has only intensified with time, and occasionally love needs to do some growing up before it can be done right.

If you love someone, set him free. If he steals something of yours, hunt him down and make him sorry.

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I Suck at Blogging!

I must think I’m on vacation from blogging, huh?  Lame. Very lame.

Well, I’ll fill you in on the latest and make false promises to blog more often, especially phenomenal content that you won’t want to miss.

My newest news is that my book Forever is Now is due for release from Liquid Silver Books on 9/9/13!  We are rockin’ through edits and I’ve gotten the mockup for the cover art from the awestastic Valerie Tibbs.  It’s an M/M rock star romance. I’m so excited to have it out and read and I’m working on the second in my Shooting Stars series when the procrastination devils aren’t tempting me too badly.

Image courtesy of Photostock via FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of Photostock via FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Actually, Gio’s book (called Double Takes at the moment) is about 38 K done, and the light is shining at the end of the tunnel.

Of course, today I started writing on another book I’ve been mulling over for a while now, rather than working on Double Takes. It’s kinda dark sci-fi/futuristic with super hero stuff and it’s going to be tons of fun to write.  And read.  I’m leaning toward making it M/M, but not entirely sure it won’t be M/F. Decisions, decisions. I do so love my boys.

So, here is where I say I’ll be better about blah, blah, blogging.

As soon as I get the go-ahead, I’ll flash you all my … cover. Oh, and the cool trailer I’m working on.

Here’s my blurb in progress for Forever is Now:

If you love someone, set him free. If he steals something of yours, hunt him down and make him sorry.

Alex Bremen is over Chance Ralan. Ever since his high school boyfriend ditched him nine years ago, Alex has barely thought of Chance at all. Sure, Alex attended a concert or two when his ex’s band, Armageddon Showdown, was in the area, but that was more curiosity than anything else. Who wouldn’t want to see firsthand how his once clean-cut boyfriend transformed into a pierced and tattooed heavy metal god?

But when Chance has the nerve to record a love song Alex wrote for him years ago, Alex crosses the country to confront him. Revenge becomes a dish best served sizzling hot. The two men lock horns, but find the chemistry between them has only intensified with time, and occasionally love needs to do some growing up before it can be done right.

-Kimber


Scrap Metal Author Jennah Scott

Fellow Liquid Silver author Jennah Scott stopped over for an interview, and to share a bit of her new book, “Scrap Metal,” written with Alexi Raymond.  I love this cover, and sounds like they’ve got a story just as delish to go with it!

1.        So, Jennah, what is your writing process like?  Are you a planner?  Pantster?  What is your favorite writing tool or tip?

I’m a ploster—plantser—whatever you want to call a combination of the two. I usually start with a loose plot that I can follow throughout, but still give the characters room to make their own decisions. My favorite tool would be Scrivener. My favorite tip…never delete anything for good. Put it in another file to be used for later. I don’t know how many times I’ve gone back and retrieved a line here or there for a scene.

2.        How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Hmm depends on the size of the woodchuck’s teeth.  J

3.        Who are your favorite erotic romance authors right now and why?

Jayne Rylon comes to mind first. Her Hot Rods and Powertools series are fantastic. She’s mastered telling a good, well-rounded story that don’t take hours upon hours to read. Also, Cassandra Carr and Avril Ashton—who I just discovered. If you like bad boys, as in really bad boys, you have to check her out. Lorelei James is another of my favorites; she’s an auto-buy no matter what she writes.

4.        Please give us a two-hundred word teaser from your latest release, as well as the tag line for your book.

Tagline: Love is like art; you can take scrap and mold it into something beautiful.

Excerpt:

He was ready to put his plan into place when they walked inside, but she jumped onto the counter and sat with one leg crossed over the other. Her hands propped up behind her, pushing her breasts out to further torment him.

“So about that adventure on the desk.”

This woman knew what she was doing to him. When she hopped on the counter, her eyes lowered a fraction of an inch, a look that screamed, “I’m yours to do with what you want.”

The sound of a truck out front turned both of their heads. Ryke wanted to tell her he could lock the door or hell, forget whoever was out there. He was hard and aching and had a beautiful woman on his countertop.

Angelica hopped from the desk, cupping him in her hand. “Probably not good for business, huh,” she pouted, her hand trailing across his zipper as she started to move behind him. “You have an office back here, right?”

Ryker looked between the door and the woman who turned his world upside down and his dick hard enough to break concrete. She motioned with her thumb behind her. “Come find me when you’re done.”

 scrapmetal

5.        While you’re writing/planning—music or no music?  If music, what kind?

Music—most of the time. As far as what kind, that depends on the story. When I’m working on a western, then it’s country music. Otherwise, alternative.

6.   Do you find it easier or more enjoyable to write male or female protagonists?  If you have a preference, why?

Male protagonists for sure. They don’t hide what they feel, sometimes to their detriment.

7.     Do you have only one WIP, or do you bounce around between projects?

I tend to bounce around until I get into a groove with one. Then I stick with it until I’m done.

8.   What genre would you write if you didn’t write erotic romance?

Urban Fantasy. I have a wip that’s about halfway through. I’ll finish it one of these days.

9.    Where can we find more information about you and your books?

http://www.jennahscott.com

 

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Twitter: www.twitter.com/Jennah_scott

Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorjennahscott

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Blurb:

Not one to settle down, Angelica Rousseau never thought she’d consider planting roots in the small town of Kimmswick, Missouri. When her art speaks to her—and gives her a reason to get up close and personal with body shop owner, Ryker Talcott—sticking around starts to have appeal.

Ryker has to deal with a lot of personalities and has found that custom orders for women almost never end well. Especially when the women are as picky and confident as Angelica. This time it’s different. He’s never met a woman like her. She rivals his confidence and has the attitude to back it up.

When the past threatens their future, Angelica and Ryker have to decide what’s more importanttheir own promises to themselves, or the love they both feel for each other.

 

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Deciding to Write

I have TD Hassett guesting on my blog today.  TD is a fellow Liquid Silver author whose book Isabel’s Awakening is available now.  She’s here to tell us about her decision to write.

Hi, TD!  Thanks for visiting!

Thanks for letting me stop by today! I don’t get out of my office nearly as much as I would like, at least not for fun stuff like talking about writing.

I only took up writing very recently and it was kind of a fluke.   I teach a SAT prep class, among other things, and oddly enough was inspired to start writing by one of the students in that class.  She was an inner city teenager with more baggage than I’ve ever come across. This girl is a smart kid with a ton of charisma.  Often times I would catch her on the computer typing away but not about what was assigned.  I’d try and redirect her and she’d say, “Miss, I can’t do that, I’m writing my novel.” I would get her to do a little bit of the class work and then she’d be back at her writing.  It was both frustrating and inspiring. I went home and reflected on this student’s determination to write and it was contagious.

I started a book that evening and by the end of a week had  forty pages written.  It was slow going, but whenever I wanted to give up I just thought about my student who kept writing despite all the very real roadblocks life had thrown at her.  What was my excuse for quitting?  Could I really give something up because I had some writer’s block or was too busy?  What would I be too busy doing at nine at night?  It took me 6 months to get a polished draft ready to send to the publishers for consideration but it was worth it. I got plenty of rejection letters but finally three publishing houses offered contracts and I chose  Liquid Silver Books because the acquisitions editor  reached out to me with all kinds of support and encouragement.  I waited until I had a contract to tell my family and friends (and that inspirational student) that I had been writing.  I suppose I was afraid to let them know about the writing for fear of it not being ‘good enough’ whatever that means.  I can happily say that I am still writing and enjoying some wonderful support from friends, family and fellow writers.

Happy Writing!

Author Biography

T.D. Hassett  grew up reading the romance greats, Jackie Collins, Julie Garwood and Judith McNaught.  She was certain that life should be like a romance novel, lots of passion, some incredible adventures and a guaranteed happily ever after.  She attended college in New England earning a B.A. in history and a M.S. degree in clinical psychology before changing her mind again and studying education.  Currently Ms. Hassett lives in Connecticut with her very patient husband and two young children.  Her rambunctious family shares their home with 3 crazy cats and a darling golden retriever named Delilah.  Her eccentric relatives and their quest to make her feel like the only normal nut in the family tree inspire her writing.

 Isabel's Awakening

 

It’s been five busy years, and Newcastle-born singer/guitarist Thomas Morgan is still punishing himself for his younger brother’s death.

Thomas’s young, fashion-model wife once led her husband’s idolizing brother, Chris, into both drugs and an adulterous relationship. The loss of his brother and total destruction of his marriage destroyed Thomas. To avoid entanglements with others, even his young son, Thomas focused on promoting his music and the management of his now highly profitable record company. He thought he had everything at a safe distance, at least until Isabel literally slammed into his life.

High school teacher, Isabel Warren, finds herself falling head over heels in love with the sexy-as-sin guitarist for the rock band Becket. Soon Isabel’s orderly world of lesson plans, thesis writing, and student loan debt is competing against desire, passion, and her vulnerable heart.

Isabel struggles to navigate her newly stirred passions with her rising academic career and independent nature. As the sex sizzles, the two lovers will have to decide which parts of their dreams they will sacrifice for their fledgling relationship.

Can Thomas ever trust and love again, and will the young woman he meets ever have the confidence and strength to be with him?

Excerpt:

It was well after midnight, and Isabel felt the buzz of concert beer and party wine. Thomas had been working the room steadily and checking back to ensure she was chatting happily with a group. She saw him cornered with a radio show producer he’d introduced her to earlier. Thomas had a tortured expression on his beautiful face. She finally understood why the whole band didn’t show up at these things.

The ladies she’d been chatting with were working up a sweat on the dance floor, and part of her longed to join them. The rational side won out. She really couldn’t dance and preferred others not to know how clumsy she could be, especially after a few drinks. Isabel parked herself by the bar and prepared to enjoy some people-watching. She couldn’t believe how packed the place was. She did meet some really nice people and only got snubbed by a few drunken idiots who must have been trawling for celebrities. Part of her was disappointed it was time to go when Thomas returned from his latest round of shop talk and asked if she was ready to head out.

Thomas escorted her to the elevator while tapping out a message on his iPhone. He was letting the hotel’s driver know they were ready to go and where to meet them. They stepped into the mirror-lined elevator and headed down to the lobby level. Suddenly, Isabel was nervous, and not in a front-door-kiss-or-no-kiss-end-of-the-date sort of way. She hadn’t had the talk with herself about this date because it just all sort of happened. She had really expected just to go to the show and then be home by ten thirty, reading thesis notes and petting her cat. Even at the backstage party, she’d still thought she’d get to chat with him for a few minutes and then be dismissed with the rest of the hordes. Why did he want to be with her when there were so many other girls? Insecurities washed over her.

Thomas overwhelmed her. He was so out of Isabel’s little world. On Monday, she would teach the Crusades to disinterested seventeen-year-olds, and he would be many miles away somewhere, crooning out megahits to a stadium filled with adoring fans. Oh my God. What was she even pretending to do?

Her disparaging thoughts suddenly flew totally out of her head. Thomas looked right into her eyes and stroked her lower lip.

“You did great tonight. I’m really glad you came,” he huskily whispered. Before she could ask for clarification, he continued. “I saw you talking and laughing with the staff from Marketing and Planning, and I liked that. In my line of work, you get a little sick of people always brown-nosing the celebrities and forgetting who’s responsible for the whole fuckin’ operation.”

It sounded as though he was about to say more, but the elevator jerked to a stop, and the lights went out, only to flicker back on seconds later. Must have been a power surge and the backup generators were kicking on.

Isabel stared back, wide-eyed and openmouthed. He leaned closer, and without any further hesitation, his lips met hers.

This was a kiss, a real, soul-sucking and tongue-sliding-over-her-lips kiss, the kiss of all kisses. Oh my.

One of his hands slid from her jawline to the back of her neck and pushed her lips into harder contact with his own. The other hand gently tugged her jaw down so her mouth opened slightly. His tongue slipped into her mouth and tickled her inner lip. He swirled his tongue around and caressed hers. She tasted the heady mix of wine and good stout on their mingling breaths. Before she could stop herself, she let a little moan escape. Their mouths became even hungrier for each other, and she pressed her breasts to his chest. He nibbled her lip a bit and then resumed the dueling of tongues deep in her mouth. The hand on her neck dropped down and gently squeezed her ass, pushing her harder into him. She felt his erection against her lower belly, and very wicked parts of her longed to pull his leather pants down and stroke him. Isabel rolled her hips against him and was rewarded with a wonderful growl.

He slid his hand up her clingy tank top and cupped her breast. She wanted more. Her breasts swelled, and her core became soaked with just the rhythm of his tongue in her mouth, sliding in and out and around. His slender fingers slid their way under her bra, and finally, he stroked one engorged nipple. The blood in her body flooded to two very special spots.

Isabel strained against his fingers, wanting him to pinch and stroke her nipple more. Hell, she wanted him to slide his other hand up and play with both breasts. He ground against her, and she responded with animal like mewling noises. This was not the teacher her students would even realize existed.

The elevator shook and resumed its downward journey, jolting both of them apart. Cool air flowed against her heated skin, and they each took a deep breath. Thomas stepped sideways a bit. He smiled like a male model and said simply, “Wow.”

She couldn’t help replying, “Wow to you too.”

You can find Isabel’s Awakening at Liquid Silver Books and Amazon.

-Kimber

 


Star Catcher has a Release Date!

And I’ve been sitting on this cover for far too long.  Can you blame me?  Who wouldn’t want to sit on this?  Sit and spin, that is.

Coming June 3rd from Liquid Silver Books!

Coming June 3rd from Liquid Silver Books!

Lord, that’s huge!  Just the way I like it.

Observe, the blurb:

Lust flares hot and bright when Stella Aims’ world collides with the gorgeous and mysterious Noth Zobor. The tall dark stranger doesn’t speak a word of English, but Stella is happy to teach him everything she knows, including a crash course in the universal language of love. Their passion burns down to sweet and smoldering before Stella’s reality is completely spun around.

People aren’t always what they seem—but what if they aren’t even human?

Concerned that Noth’s been lying to her, Stella searches for him and walks into a trap straight out of a nightmare. When she wakes, she finds the real deception was far worse than she ever suspected, and her lover is not at all what he seems. Forgiving him might be the easiest thing Stella has to do, because getting out alive and saving her fellow humans from captivity and experimentation will be the toughest challenge of her life.

Can lovers from two different planets overcome forces that push them galaxies apart? When the fate of two species hangs in the balance, love may be the only thing strong enough to save them all and give hope for a new future.

-Kimber


The Perks of Being an ePublished Author

Today I have author Tara Quan guest posting about ePublishing.  Interesting stuff, so read-on, McDuff.

When I was researching options for my novella Tower in the Woods, I was able to find a good number of articles on the merits of both traditional publishing and self-publishing. However, I wasn’t able to find much information on the perks of going through an ePublisher, which is what I ended up doing. I thought I should take the time to summarize what I liked about going this route.

Disclaimer: I am NOT comparing ePublishing to self-publishing and/or traditional publishing. What I have written in this post most likely pertains to the other two mediums as well. I’m just writing about my personal positive experience with an ePublisher.

#1 – Free High-Quality Feedback

There are only a limited number of times my husband will beta-read my writing. When I first confessed my dream of becoming a romance writer, he was excited and wanted to read everything I wrote. That enthusiasm has since died. He will beta-read my completely finished work once, and he will not read it again even if he suggested extensive revisions (he’s the type that reads Strunk and White for fun). I don’t blame him.

Once I signed the contract with my ePublisher for Tower in the Woods, I was sent comments their readers provided during the acquisitions process. While the manuscript was not meant to be revised based on this feedback, it was good information to mull over. Just reading someone’s (very extensive comments) about something I wrote makes me a better writer. The readers noticed a plethora of inconsistencies I didn’t see, as well as elements of my style that weren’t quite up to snuff, and I put their comments to good use in my WIPs.

#2 – Editing Services

During my Content Edits, I realized my penchant to use “-ly” adverbs, my extensive overuse of the word “that”, my obsessive and unnecessary use of the “em dash”, as well as the fact that my math sucks when it comes to keeping characters’ ages straight over time. I added scenes, and I wrote out scenes. The finished product is far superior to the manuscript I submitted. Most importantly, I learned from the process and didn’t do quite as bad with the second manuscript (although I was still guilty of “that” and “em dash” abuse).

And then comes the Final Line Editor – the grammar guru extraordinaire (yes, I just used an em-dash). Semi-colons and deleted commas got put back in, and more compound sentence structures got tweaked. She caught all the little things that both my CE and I missed, and I bow to her detail-spotting abilities. I don’t possess them, and I may never develop them, so I need someone like her in my corner.

#3 – Cover Art

I am not a visually artistic person. I buy books based on recommendations, usually in electronic form, and I almost never look at cover art. I have less time to read now, and my book purchases are limited to those written by my favorite authors. I pre-order these even before the cover art finishes loading on Amazon.

Therefore, having an ePublisher handle this portion of the publication process for me is great. All I did was complete the cover art questionnaire and send it back. The amazing cover artist sent me back a draft, I sent her my very vague comments, and she sent me the final version. I adored it. The process, in a nutshell, took very little time and was painless.

#4 – Formatting and Distribution

I edit an internal newsletter as part of my day job. Therefore, I know what a pain formatting is. It’s not fun, and it takes a lot of time for everything to be perfect. (Note: Please, please, please do not put hard tabs at the beginning of each paragraph.) In this day and age, ebooks need to be available in a variety of file formats to reach the widest audience, and all those formats have quirks. Then they need to be sent to all the different retail venues, which  have nitty-gritty guidelines of their own.

Can I do the formatting and distribution myself if I wanted to? Probably, but the ebook won’t be as clean. It won’t go to all the retail venues that it needs to show up on, and more importantly, doing this myself is perhaps one of the least fun things I could think of doing.

#5 – Networking (aka Passive Promotion)

It’s a hard pill to swallow, but selling a book isn’t an exact science. ePublishers will not be buying advertisements for books willy-nilly (perhaps for one of their top-selling authors, but usually not for a first time author). Lack of promotion is perhaps the biggest criticism I see lobbed at ePublishers as a whole, and different publishers do promote to varying degrees.

What I want to point out, however, is what all ePublishers do even if they don’t have the budget for any marketing at all – they connect you with other authors. Those authors have readers. They have experience in the field, and they remember what being a new author was like. I hate to say this but, even if 1-2 of those authors buy your book (sometimes just out of solidarity), that’s 1-2 more readers than you would get without that publisher. If they retweet your book release, have you as a guest author on their blog (by the way – thanks for having me Kimber!), or even point you in the general direction of a book blogger who might review your book, that is considered promotion. Moreover, when an established author’s readership comes to the ePublisher’s website to buy their book, there is a chance an errant click can send that same reader to your book. If you’re super lucky, that reader might actually buy it.

So what do authors give up for these perks – between 60-80% of royalties, depending on the ePublisher. I hate to admit this, but this isn’t a lot of money based on average ebook sales. If this is your first year as a published author, this is really not a lot of money. I can attest to this as an obsessive NovelRank checker—moneywise, I am getting the much better end of the deal. Like me, they’re banking on making money off the tenth or so book I get published, not the first nine.

Tara Quan’s post-apocalyptic zombie romance, Tower in the Woods, was released by Liquid Silver Books on January 14, 2013. It is currently available on the publisher’s website, as well as on Amazon.com and All Romance eBooks. It will be available at other retail outlets in the near future. Consolidated Buy Links can be found at http://taraquan.com/undead-fairy-tales/

Tara’s Arabian Nights-inspired fantasy erotic romance, Warlock’s Pawn, will be released by the same publisher on April 15, 2013.

 Tara’s Website/Blog: www.taraquan.com

Twitter: @LaylaTarar

Thanks for stopping by, Tara!  For the record, I just bought your book.  You had me at sniper.

-Kimber

 


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