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25 November 2015

Taryn Kincaid & 'HER CAPTAIN' @TarynKincaid @GoddessFish #ContemporaryRomance

Today we have author Taryn Kincaid visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Taryn Kincaid writes paranormal, historical romance and contemporary romance, sometimes spiced with a little humor or a lot of snark. She enjoys pinching and tickling words to make them dance. Her latest, RAIN, a post-apocalyptic retelling of Sleeping Beauty, is out now from Decadent Publishing. HER CAPTAIN, a Tempting Signs romance (Capricorn) from Fated Desires Publishing, will release in December, 2015. HER CAPTAIN is available for Pre-Order now!
* Visit Taryn at her website, or her blog, as well as Twitter, Facebook, tsu, Pinterest, Goodreads and Amazon. Links can be found on her website.

Today Taryn Kincaid will be talking "Of Spiders, Astronauts, Weather and HER CAPTAIN."
* Most writers, when asked “How did you become a writer,” talk about how they always wrote and have characters on the brain, and in their ears, constantly yammering at them. They’d have you believe that, they lay on their backs in their infant cribs and stared at the spinning mobiles above their heads, they secretly thought, “I can take that cow and have it jump over that crescent moon.” No. Wait. “I can have that puppy dog stare at the full moon and become…a WOLF.”
* OK. Not really.
* When I was very young, though, somewhere in the lower grades of elementary school, I wrote my first published story. It was on construction paper. The “hero” was an astronaut (I always loved a country-serving man in uniform!), but he ran into some sort of space weather storm and the end of his journey seemed in doubt. Enter The Itsy Bitsy Spider who, after all, is something of a weather expert. And the next thing you know our Gravity-floating astronaut hero was climbing down some sort of weather spout.
* Maybe that’s why the titles in my Sleepy Hollow series of paranormal romances are LIGHTNING, THUNDER, FROST, HEAT WAVE and IN FROM THE COLD. And why I’ve got a short, shot, hot HOT erotic contemporary called BLIZZARD. Or why my post-apocalyptic take on the Sleeping Beauty fairytale is called RAIN.
* Who knows how a writer’s mind really works.
* HER CAPTAIN features a huge winter nor’easter that traps the hero, ex-Navy SEAL Slate Claybourne (a Capricorn) in a dilapidated island inn with effervescent Aries, Holly Harper. They’re about as compatible as oil and water. But combustible as gasoline and a lit match. HER CAPTAIN is part of the Tempting Signs series of romances from Fated Desires Publishing. Each author chose a zodiac sign. I chose Capricorn, which is mine. All I knew when I started out was that I wanted the hero to be the Capricorn…and I wanted him to be a real captain. Billy Joel’s video of “Downeaster Alexa” affects me every time I see it and I had a lobsterman in the back of my mind. But Slate had other ideas. American Sniper kinds of ideas. “I’ve been in country,” he told me. “I’m exhausted from all my tours. Something bad happened to me last time out. Real bad. I need to come home.”
* I decided that “real bad” thing would have a big impact on the heroine. Holly Harper and Pieberry Island were born. And Slate and Holly and I were off to the races.
A look into...
~ Blurb ~
* Capricorn Slate Claybourne, an ex-SEAL and former sniper who has seen and done things in country that no man should endure, returns to his bucolic hometown on Pieberry Island, desperate for the mundane, everyday routines he once wanted to escape.
* A broken, soul-dead man unable to be around people, his body still a lethal weapon when his night terrors wake him from sleep, Slate’s failed to keep the promise he made to the commander who died in his arms: to look after the older man’s baby girl.
* But animated Aries Holly Harper is not the pigtailed tot Slate expected her to be, when she lands on the island to take over the decrepit Pieberry House, determined to turn it into an inn for summer tourists, and even more determined to yank Slate back into the land of the living.
* First she crashes into him at the island’s holiday Winter Festival, dumping a towering stack of pies at his feet, then she drags him off to a fortune teller against his better judgment. Except for the sizzling attraction smoldering between them, they’re incompatible in every way.
* But when a furious December nor’easter traps them together at Pieberry House, will Slate and Holly overcome their pasts and discover they are two halves of a whole?
~ Excerpt ~
* “I like the tousled look on you,” she confided.
* “Jesus. You really have no boundaries, do you?” He raked her with a glare and rested the cartons on the hood of a nearby car, then brushed a hand through his disheveled hair. His attempt to restore some semblance of order failed miserably when a wayward lock flopped over his forehead. Growling, he flipped the stray curl away with an irritated gesture.
* “I think not,” she responded. “I’m never going to have them where you’re concerned.”
* “We’ve just met, Holly.”
* “But I don’t feel like we’re strangers, really. Didn’t my dad ever mention me? He talked about you. Besides, I’m an Aries. Get used to it.”
* With his now-straggled hair and a puzzled air reorganizing his features, he appeared almost boyish, or might have, if it hadn’t been for the wave of pure, unadulterated lust smacking her like a two-by-four every time she gazed at him.
* “You have no idea what Aries is, do you?”
* “It’s a constellation. I’m a sailor.”
* “It’s also a zodiac sign. You know, like in horoscopes? And it’s not actually aligned with the constellation anymore because of the way the equinoxes have caused a shift.”
* His eyes glazed over a little.
* “Aries are impulsive, impetuous, impatient, and daring,” she nattered on, surprised at her breathlessness, but not her need to babble. “I’m guessing that’s everything you’re not.”
* He frowned. “I can be impatient,” he said, as if that was a good thing. The look he shot her indicated his nerves might, in fact, be wearing a little thin at the present moment
* “And I suspect, given your last employment, daring, too.”
* “Maybe that,” he conceded. “Not by inclination or choice.” He shrugged. “Anyway, I’m a lobsterman now. And I run the ferry when needed.”
* “But still mainly serious, driven, hard-working, and wise, fiercely loyal, tough, and unapproachable on the outside but with a soft, warm, and squishy nougat center. I have you pegged for a total Capricorn. I bet you’re a secret romantic at heart, although you never show the world that side. When’s your birthday?”
* “Do we have to play this idiotic game?”
* “We do. And it’s not idiotic. You’d be surprised how telling astrology can be. Was I wrong about you?”
* “Well…” He paused, and the silence between them lengthened.
* “I’ll take that as a no.” She grinned at him.
* “All right.” Again he said nothing more, and she wanted to shake him until a confession fell out of his mouth.
* “Chatty, too.” She tapped her foot and crossed her arms over her chest, drawing his gaze to her breasts. But he still didn’t take the hint. She groaned. Such a man. “Eyes up, sailor.” She flicked a finger in the vicinity of his chin until he raised his focus. “Birthday?” she demanded again.
* “In a couple of weeks,” he said at last, the admission apparently so difficult it might have been wrung from him on pain of torture.
* She snapped her fingers. “Knew it. Do I have you sussed or not?”
* “Do you?”
* “I mean, we’re completely incompatible. Like oil and water. The tortoise and the hare.”
* He shot her another incendiary look, and then glanced at the exit as if contemplating how fast he could make his getaway.
* “Oh, wait. So I ruffled your feathers a little, and you’re not going to help me now?”
* Instead of replying, he seized her fiercely by the arm and spun her around, dragging her into him until he’d caught her up against his rock-hard chest. Then his mouth came down on hers, hard, harsh, and demanding. Giving absolutely no quarter. Shocking her into utter and complete silence.
* Whoa! I thought this man lacked spontaneity? Holy simmering cinnamon buns!
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24 November 2015

A Look At Jessica E. Subject & 'Alien Attraction' @jsubject #romance #scifi

Today we have author Jessica E. Subject visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Jessica E. Subject is the author of science fiction romance, mostly alien romances, ranging from sweet to super hot. Sometimes she dabbles in paranormal and contemporary as well, bringing to life a wide variety of characters. In her stories, you could not only meet a sexy alien or two, but also clones and androids. You may be transported to a dystopian world where rebels are fighting to live and love, or to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.
* When Jessica is not reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk with her giant, hairy dog her family adopted from the local animal shelter.
* Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at the links below.

What are you going to tell us about today?
Alien Attraction is book three in the Alien Next Door series | Erotic Sci-Fi Romance | ISBN: 978-0994843111
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Related titles:
Alien Next Door book one: Alien Adoration
Alien Next Door book two: Alien Admirer
~ Blurb ~
* She wants to be more alien.
* He wants to be more human.
* Born a galaxy apart, will Angela and Chal have a chance at love, or will their extraterrestrial secrets leave them running to stay alive?
~ Excerpt ~
* “We need to talk.”
* Tossing the clothes and keys inside, she stood in the entrance, blocking his view of her home. “No, we needed to talk last Saturday, last Sunday, or Monday even. Not today. It’s too late. I get the message. You’ve avoided me all week, because you weren’t away on business. I heard you enough times slamming cupboards, drawers, and arguing with the voices in your head.”
* “With my brother.”
* “Whatever. Plenty of time to come over and talk.”
* She ducked inside and shut him out, but couldn’t quite latch the door, Chal obviously pushing on it from the other side.
* “I know what you are.” The words came out in barely a whisper, but loud enough for her to quit fighting him. “I know what that thing is on the floor behind you, and even though it’s giving me a killer headache, I’m still here because, as I said, we need to talk.”
* Grabbing the front of his shirt, Angela yanked him inside, and locked the world out. “Fine, what do you know?”
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23 November 2015

A Look At Lily Harlem & 'Muscling In' @lily_harlem @evernightpub #Gay #menage

Today we have author Lily Harlem visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of contemporary erotic romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride Publishing, Evernight Publishing, Xcite, and Sweetmeats Press. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.
* Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot, In Expert Hands and Scored have been blessed with many 5* reviews since their release.
* Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Best Seller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior .
* Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes under the name Harlem Dae - check out the Sexy as Hell Box Set available exclusively on Amazon - The Novice, The Player and The Vixen - and That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel 'every woman should read'.
* One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy. Enjoy!

What are you going to tell us about today?
* Muscling In is award-winning author Lily Harlem’s latest release. It’s a hot and sexy MMF novel with a military theme and delves into the desires and passions of a threesome who are determined to be together despite the restraints of the world they live in.
* The story is set in London and follows tattoo artist Sian as she decides to let her husband Coben rekindle a relationship he’s had with a man from his past. This man, Ed, is still serving in the Royal Air Force, he’s the elite of the elite, the best of the best – it’s going to get complicated. And there is of course one condition from Sian, she wants to be part of the fun too. Why should she miss out when they’re having an amazing naked and sweaty time? That’s just not fair…
~ Blurb ~
* My husband has a secret. Desires he’s kept locked away in a deep, dark place.
* Determined to pry details of this forbidden longing, I had no idea how much this new side of him would turn me on. So when I met the object of his lust I couldn’t let it rest.
* Edward Moorland was a force to be reckoned with, a man who fought for his country and what he wanted. But did he want me and my husband? Would I ever experience his passion let loose or would I remain on the sidelines, watching, waiting, hoping?
* One thing I knew, I wasn’t the type of girl to give in without a fight. I wanted to be part of the action too. More than part of it, I wanted to be in the goddamn middle of it with bells, whistles and fireworks when it all exploded. Yes…I wanted it all.
~ Excerpt ~
* “Where is your husband? You forget to bring him?” A cheeky smirk crossed Ed’s face.
* “He’s just catching up with Harold about something, business stuff, you know.”
* “Oh, what’s he do for a living, then?”
* “Cyber security, Middle East is his speciality.”
* Ed’s eyebrows raised slightly. “Sounds interesting.”
* “It keeps him very busy.”
* A noise in the hall caught my attention and I turned. The click of shoes on the floor grew louder. Coben appeared in the doorway.
* He stopped and scanned the room. His gaze settled briefly on me, then flicked to Ed.
* His mouth slackened for a second before squeezing into a straight line. He kept his attention firmly on the man at my side.
* Harold stepped past him and up to the drinks cabinet. “Coben, old fellow, what are you drinking?”
* Coben said nothing. It was as if he’d been rooted to the floor. His eyes flashed and his hands curled into fists.
* What the hell is the matter with him?
* “Coben? Drink?” Harold repeated.
* “Er…Scotch.” His voice was hoarse. “Please. If you have one.” He pushed his shoulders down and tilted his chin. He looked a little paler than he had earlier.
* “Coben,” I said, hoping he wasn’t coming down with something. “Come and meet Harold and Mable’s godson. Ed Moorland.”
* Coben accepted the drink Harold passed him and took a large gulp. He walked up to me.
* I reached for his hand. His fingers were cool, his palm a little clammy. Perhaps the talk with Harold hadn’t gone according to plan.
* Still he stared at Ed.
* Ed stared right on back.
* “Funny thing is…” I started, trying to fill in a weird silence that had descended and wondering why the air felt like it had an electric current running through it. “I actually met Ed today. What a coincidence, eh?”
* “You met him?” Coben dragged his attention from Ed to me. “What? How?” He narrowed his eyes.
* Why is he being so rude?
* “He came into Dragon’s Ink. He was a client.” I tried to keep the irritation out of my tone. “I added a bird to his half-leg tat.”
* “Nice to meet you.” Ed held out his hand to Coben. His voice was tense.
* Coben took it, shook very briefly, then shoved his hand into his trouser pocket. “She tattooed you?” He paused. “My wife.”
* “Yes. Your wife.” Ed knocked back the last of his drink. He swept his tongue over his bottom lip and narrowed his eyes. “She’s very good.”
* “I know.” Coben mimicked Ed by finishing his freshly poured Scotch in one go. He shifted forward and back as though wondering whether to sit or not—or maybe leave the room.
* “I’ll be back in a moment.” Harold raised a large glass of red into the air. “Best just check the boss is okay in the kitchen.”
* “Sure.” I smiled his way. It was a false smile because something was going on. I had no idea what but I’d never seen Coben so twitchy.
* “Ed is in the military,” I said, tucking my loose strands of hair behind my ears.
* “Oh yeah?” Coben tilted his chin.
* “Yep.” Ed turned away and headed to the drinks cabinet. “Don’t ask me about it, though.”
* “He can’t tell you,” I said. “It’s top secret.”
* Coben kind of grunted.
* I poked him in the ribs. “What’s the matter?” I mouthed, frowning.
* “Nothing.” He clenched his jaw and a tendon jumped in his cheek.
* Ed poured himself another drink. As he turned back to us, Mable appeared. “Ah, here you all are,” she said, holding out her hands. She came up to me and kissed my cheek. “Sian, you look beautiful.”
* “Thank you.” I smiled. “So do you.”
* “Coben, thank you so much for coming this evening.” She angled her face toward him.
* “My pleasure.” He politely touched his lips to her cheek.
* I glanced at Ed. He was staring at Coben. Two lines plowed across his forehead and he was breathing deep, his shirt tightening over his broad chest.
* I’d never known Coben to be anything other than perfectly polite and controlled when we’d been out, so this reaction to Ed was weird. But it seemed Coben had a strange effect on Ed too—I just didn’t understand what.
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