29 November 2014

Sinfully Sexy Saturday w. Jessica Jayne @JessicaJayne13 @evernightpub #SSS #contemporary #erotic #romance

It's Saturday! Yay! Here's a sinfully good treat by author, Jessica Jayne, to add to a great day. Welcome, Jessica Jayne!

First, what would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* I am a born and raised small town Ohio girl, who moved to the Sunshine State after graduating from college. I graduated with a bachelor's degree in English because I could not imagine doing anything else but reading and writing.
* In the journey of life, I became a lawyer and also a wife and a mother of three children. So, life is always an adventure.
* I love to read and write... obviously! I can usually be found with my Nook or a book in hand. I’m a huge sports fan, especially college football and the Ohio State Buckeyes! Go Bucks! I LOVE to travel... LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to travel. And I love sharing my love to travel with my children. Did I say I love to travel? I love to drink coffee in the morning and tea at night! I love a good glass of wine, especially if it comes from a bottle made by the FOOLS wine club… yep, I’m a founding member of that crazy group! :) I love hanging out with my family and my friends! Music makes me happy. I’m a mix between country girl and city chic. I love the beach, sunshine and to laugh out loud.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My erotic contemporary romance story, Board Indiscretion. It's book three in the Taking Advantage series.

A look into the story
~ Blurb ~
* Mark Olson isn’t just known for owning his three large care dealerships. He’s also known as a player, at least since his divorce. For a while, he believes he is satisfied as a member of Advantage Insurance Company’s board of directors and bedding a different woman every weekend. That is until someone decides to call his bluff.
* Suzannah McCormick is the sweet girl working hard as the executive assistant to Advantage’s CEO. But underneath her saccharine southern charm is a vixen-in-waiting. She’s never been with a man that tapped into that side of her, but she set her sights on Mark Olson with high hopes.
* Mark doesn’t realize his single status and his heart are in jeopardy.
~ Excerpt ~
* Since his divorce, he’d convinced himself that remaining single was what he wanted. It made things less complicated for his two pre-teen daughters. Shit! It made things less complicated for himself. But that lifestyle could also be quite lonely.
* That’s where Suzie came in and complicated the hell out of his life. She was the executive assistant to the CEO of Advantage Insurance Company, Michael Herron, and well… Mark was a member of Advantage’s board of directors, had been for several years. He loved his position on the board. Aside from the small amount of prestige it carried, he’d made great friends with the other members, particularly the two younger board members—John Dorsey and Greg Snow. A relationship with Suzie could compromise his position on the board and with the members, but truth be told, he also loved his most recent position between her legs.
* If only the situation was different.
* A familiar giggle wafted in from the direction of the dance floor. The delicate sound stirred his cock to life. It stiffened against his black trousers instantly. After several weeks of clandestine meetings involving dirty talk and hard fucks, he’d know that giggle anywhere. He’d heard it many times afterwards when they lay tangled in each other’s limbs. Turning his head in the direction of the dance floor, anger heated his face and his hands clenched into fists on the bar top at the sight he witnessed.
* Sandwiched between two guys that he’d now refer to as dickheads, danced the woman that wreaked havoc on his single life status. Her little black dress clung to her trim frame, emphasizing her small, but very perky breasts and showing off her figure that could easily grace the cover of any fashion magazine. Her legs stretched for miles and her creamy white skin contrasted nicely against the jet black of her dress. Flinging her silky blonde hair over her shoulder and down her back, her pink Pursecase carrying her iPhone dangled from her wrist as her hips gyrated against her two dance partners. The taller man dancing behind her slipped his hand over her hip and rested it over her low belly as he rubbed what Mark was sure to be a rock hard erection against Suzie’s ass.
* What the fuck is she doing?
* First, she never came to the Beach Club. Never. In all his regular visits to this club over the last couple of years, he had yet to see her in here once. Not once! Second, she was practically dry-humping two guys in the middle of the dance floor. That wasn’t her typical style.
* Suzie was one of those beautiful women that appeared to have the girl-next-door innocence. She didn’t dress too provocatively. She was sexy, but in that way that was just natural. Her bubbly Southern charm won over all the men on the board of directors and Mark speculated it would win over anyone. He flirted with her, teasing her on board days to get a rise out of her. There’d always been a twinkle of mischief in her eyes when he flirted with her that would leave him questioning whether he knew her at all.
* At last quarter’s board meeting, she left him dumbfounded when she responded to his flirtation with a proposition. After mulling it over for a bit, which actually had turned out to be a couple weeks, he called her bluff. He asked her over to his place for cocktails and she showed up. What he learned was that there was a lot more to Suzannah McCormick than met the eye. The rest was history.
* Throwing back the last remnants of his whiskey, he stood from his stool, tossed some cash on the bar, and turned toward the dance floor. He wrestled with what his next move should be.

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Thank you for joining us here today, Jessica Jayne. It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story. Have a sinfully good week everyone!

28 November 2014

A Look At Brian & Juliet Freyermuth & 'Mind of the Beast' @brianfreyermuth @julietfrey @GoddessFish #paranormal #urbanfantasy

Today we have authors Brian & Juliet Freyermuth visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourselves?
* After 18 years of marriage, Brian and Juliet Freyermuth decided to try something crazy; write a book together.
* Brian’s writing is not limited to print. For twenty years he wrote and designed games such as Fallout, Star Trek: Starfleet Academy, Epic Mickey 2 and Lichdom: Battlemage.
* Juliet’s love for writing began with a fourth grade assignment. She has been writing ever since. Her writing took a new direction when she enrolled in journalism and met amazing people. Whether it is an article about anthropology or a hero’s journey in a magical world, she hopes to inspire readers to new possibilities.
* When Brian and Juliet aren’t writing, they enjoy reading, watching shows like ‘Persons of Interest’ and going on road trips with their son, Kyle.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* We're going to tell about how we write together and our story Mind of the Beast.
* “You write novels together? My wife and I could never do that. We’d kill each other.” We hear this often. For us it made sense. We’ve been partners in every aspect of our lives since we were seniors in high school.
* When we decided to have Juliet rewrite Mind of the Beast instead of just editing, it seemed like a logical step. It was the best decision we ever made. Not only was Mind of the Beast a better book, but we learned a lot about each other. We’ve learned a few lessons along the way.
Lesson 1: Each of you has your own skills.
* Brian is a game designer. He’s written story and dialog for games like Fallout, Star Trek: Starfleet Academy and Epic Mickey 2: The Power of Two. He’s amazing at dialog writing because of it. In addition, writing multiple story branches in games helps him see plot holes before they become a problem.
* The profile articles Juliet wrote for her journalism classes helps her create multidimensional characters with strengths, weaknesses and quirks. She uses her visual memory to replay scenes from movies to write descriptions for action scenes. She watched the last fight scene in Avengers for inspiration for the fight scene in Sal’s apartment in Mind of the Beast, paying close attention to the walls when someone was thrown against them.
Lesson 2: Have a plan of who does what before you start.
* We tried writing the story at the same time. While it may work for others, it didn’t for us. Here’s what we do.
*** Step 1: Plan out characters and the story together. We use the index cards of Scrivener to outline the scenes.
*** Step 2: One of us writes at a time. Brian wrote the first version of the rough draft of Mind of the Beast and is writing Book 3. When he’s done, Juliet rewrites it, adding notes in MS Word if she makes major changes.
*** Step 3: Take turns going back and forth until both of us agree with the story. One major rule we have is that the book isn’t done until we both agree. We edited the mall scene in Mind of the Beast over a dozen times until Brian thought it was right. Don’t ever get married to your writing and let the other person know what you feel strongly about.
*** Step 4: Read each chapter out loud together, discussing possible changes. There was a scene in Mind of the Beast that changed three times because we kept finding holes in the description.
*** Step 5: When you think your book is perfect, hire editors experienced in your genre. We like to give potential editors the same sample so we can see who we agree with best.
Lesson 3: Eavesdroppers might mistake you for psychopaths or a couple of mental patients.
* We talk a lot about our book. Once we noticed a lady giving us a strange look at a deli we frequent. After a few perplexing moments, we realized that we had been discussing whether or not Sal’s body in Mind of the Beast would be easily identifiable after he was shot and a pack of animals mauled him. We’re more mindful of where we are when we brainstorm and have business cards readily available in case the police are accidentally called.
Lesson 4: Taking the dog for a walk together inspires us.
* While Layla does her sniff-a-thon during her walk, we brainstorm ideas to either unblock us or start a new project. Exercise and socialization combined really gets the juices flowing.
Lesson 5: Realize it’s a process and there are going to be disagreements.
* There were a lot of growing pains in the writing adventure and a few arguments. But if you have a strong foundation, the arguments won’t be any different than the ones you had before, just more surreal sometimes. Juliet’s favorite argument was whether or not Thelma’s clothes would be bloodied at the morgue. Imagine the points she would have to make to convince Brian that her Thelma’s clothes would get stained.
* We know that it’s a learning process. As we continue on this journey of ours, there will be more things to tweak about the process, more disagreements and more humorous tales to tell. But as we’ve shown with Mind of the Beast, if you can set aside your ego, your collaboration can be much greater than anything you could’ve done alone.

A look into the story
~ Blurb ~
* When a vampire asks Nick St. James to investigate his friend’s murder, the answer should have been easy, right? NO. Okay, not so easy. How do you say no to a friend like Felix?
* Besides, with Thelma by his side, what could go wrong? She’s got that, umm … cute pink backpack of Voodoo magic. Of course it hurts that she manages to look good even when she accidentally conjures and gets possessed by a drunk loa. No, it won’t be at all distracting to have her along.
* Since no good deed goes unpunished, a crazy man with starry eyes jumps out of the shadows at the victim’s apartment and pummels them. Their attacker doesn’t just beat them up but also infects them with some bad mojo that’s killing Thelma and making Nick angry … angrier.
* If the trail to the suspect—the Green Man—is any indication, they’ll be killed before the poison finishes the job. The old gods are more dangerous than helpful. The Watchers—even the one who seems to have a brain—are always a hazard. And what’s with the all the minions? Who has minions anymore? Not to mention the rapid progression of the infection that quickly upgrades Nick’s condition to ‘blind-rage-filled.’
* Why couldn’t Felix have just asked Nick to help him move?
~ Excerpt ~
* She shot him again, but he continued toward her. Two bloodstains formed on his ratty shirt. He swung at her, but she quickly shifted to the left.
* It was my turn. I punched him from the side and sent him flying into the desk across the room. Sounds of the monitor shattering and wood splintering filled the air as I rushed toward him.
* Another sound of gunfire rang out but didn’t stop him from getting to his feet. He barreled toward me like a freight train. The gunshots slowed him considerably, but it didn’t stop him. Pain radiated through my chest as his fist made contact, sending me into the wall between the two rooms. A crack traveled up the wall to the ceiling, and plaster rained down around us.
* More shots sounded as I got back to my feet. Two more holes opened in the man’s shirt. He was almost to Thelma when I grabbed him from behind. I used all my enhanced strength to lift him and toss him toward the kitchen. His body flew through the open door, smashing the wood of the frame in the process.
* On the counter was the third gnome, his hands covering his speak-no-evil lips. I grabbed it and swung for the man’s head. It contacted with a sick thunk, and blood splashed across the gnome’s face. The bastard wouldn’t go down! I snarled and swung again, but this time he grabbed my wrist in midair and twisted it before tossing me to the ground.

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26 November 2014

A Look At London Saint James & 'Spanked by the Bad Boy' @LSJRomance @decadentpub @LoveBitesSilk #spanking #erotic #thriller

Title: Spanked by the Bad Boy
Series: Bad Boy Fever
Author: London Saint James
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Release Date: November 4, 2014
Genre: Contemporary, erotic romance, suspense, thriller, spanking
Heat level: 5
Word count – 49k
Cover art by Mina Carter
A look into the story
* As the personal assistant to the owner of one of the top engineering firms in Denver, Tiffany Brooks has worked hard at maintaining a professional façade, intent on ridding herself of terrible habits—like her attraction to bad boys. But when the owner of DC Construction rides his chopper into her world two years after their one-time anonymous sexual encounter, everything turns upside down.
* Declan Cage is the type of guy who makes a lasting impression, especially with women, yet the gorgeous assistant at Stoub Engineering never remembers his name—or does she? Intrigued by her game, her sexier than sin body, and an infuriating prissy attitude, Ms. Brooks is begging to be taken into hand, and he’s the man to do it.
* Armed with the knowledge Declan doesn’t recognize her, will Tiffany give in to her desire for him yet again, or will her past come back to haunt them both and ruin their chance at something real?
Spanked by the Bad Boy Top 10 Facts
1. Declan Cage—a man with some rough edges that’s got a heart hidden beneath the bad boy façade.
2. Tiffany Brooks—someone who has allowed her abusive past to shape her dealings with people, especially with men.
3. Declan—intrigued by Ms. Brooks.
4. Tiffany—so wants to deny her attraction to Mr. Cage.
5. Declan and Tiffany—heat things up between them.
6. Declan—isn’t going to let Tiffany brush him off.
7. Tiffany—finds out there’s more than meets the eye when it comes to Declan.
8. Declan—will do whatever it takes to have a relationship with Tiffany.
9. Tiffany—the past comes back to haunt her in more ways than one.
10. Declan and Tiffany—achieve something real.
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* “Straddle me, sugar,” he said in a sandpaper voice, all grit.
* Willing to go where she knew she shouldn’t tread, she did what he asked, throwing one leg over his lap, knees sinking into the leather cushion on either side of his denim clad thighs. His hands went to her hips. Slid down farther, where he stopped. His fingertips touched her flesh. Using his thumbs, he stroked the front of her thighs, undoing her. Shivers traversed her arms and legs. Her sex pulsed.
* He inched her skirt up, working until the fabric bunched around her waist. When cool air struck the back of her thighs, one side of his mouth quirked up. He appeared pleased with himself for exposing her panties.
* “I’ll give you exactly what you crave,” he said and ripped the thong from her body.
* Tiffany sucked in a breath. He threw the tattered silk to the floor with his right hand while flicking her clit ring with the forefinger of his left. “Nice adornment.” He tugged on her piercing, giving her the right amount of pressure. “But you need me to scratch your itch, don’t you, baby?”
* She’d come too far to lie about what she needed now. Nodding, she whispered, “Harder.”
* He chuckled, and the sound was a flashpoint of sensation added to the slow stroke of the fingers he’d slipped between her crease.
* She leaned forward, hand resting on the top of the sofa by his head, and kissed him. While their tongues tangled, he rubbed her, his other hand going to her hair where he tugged the clip, releasing the long strands. They tumbled down her back in time with his palm curling around the base of her neck, claiming her.
* Oh, she liked the way he took possession. Everything feminine inside her needed the pure maleness of him.
* Tiffany nibbled at his bottom lip, pulling scant inches from his mouth. “You make me burn,” she admitted.
* “The feeling is mutual,” he said and plunged a finger inside of her.
* “Ahh, yeah,” she uttered her approval.
* He shoved his finger deeper. “You’re so wet.”
* “Yes.”
* Her hand went to his bulging crotch. She squeezed him through his jeans. He groaned. With nimble fingers, she unbuttoned his fly, freeing his thick cock from the denim. When the heavy head rested in her palm, she smiled. He was fantastic, and she’d known from past experience he’d be commando.
* Wrapping her fingers around the base of his superb erection, she began to pump him.
* “Good?”
* “Hell, yes,” he said and fingered her in earnest, inserting another. His thumb pressed hard against her clitoris, sending heated spikes of sensation through her body.
* She moaned, spreading the silken pre-cum leaking from him with her fingertip and licking her lips. Tiffany wanted to taste him. Put her lips over the crown. Skim her mouth along his shaft. Take him down the back of her throat. She swallowed, knowing the feeling when she took him inside her pussy would be even better. She needed to experience her sex stretched over the head of his dick again. The fiery invasion. The awareness of being totally filled when he pressed into her tight channel.
* Her chest heaving, she mumbled, “Condom.”
* “Sorry, sugar. We’ll have to settle for this,” he said. Declan removed his fingers from her body and tugged her hips down on him before he placed his steel between her feminine folds. “Slide your sweetness along the length of my cock.”
* Oh, God. She was so slick, she easily made the glide up and down, her chest rubbing against his.
* In the next instant, he splayed his large hands across her ass, pulling her against him even tighter. This was good, sex without penetration, something she’d never done before, and the delicious sensation had her nipples pebbled hard against the material of her bra, but when he flicked out his tongue, everything got better. She moaned and gave him access to her neck, where he wasted no time and tickled the hollow of her throat before he nipped at the soft flesh with his teeth. She shivered.
* “There you go.” The vibration of his deep voice sent a wave of pleasure across the canvas of her flesh. Every part of her body hungered for his touch. He slapped her ass.
* She jumped and lost her rhythm—taken aback. “Faster,” he demanded, and she didn’t have time to consider if she liked the swat or not. He spanked her again. “Move your fine ass.”
* She complied, sliding herself up and down. He slapped her ass once more, but this time the sensation sent a buzz to her already-stimulated clit. The joy spreading across her caught— a wildfire.
* “Again,” she uttered in a breathy voice.
* “Like that, do you?”
* God help her, she did.

* London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them. * As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.
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