A Look At Elyzabeth M VaLey and 'Welcome Aboard' ( @ElyzabethVaLey @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Elyzabeth M VaLey visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.
* Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* The book I’m going to tell you about is Welcome Aboard, an Evernight Publishing Romance on the Go short story.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* Well, I was on the bus, feeling a little frisky after reading a story on my Kindle and my muse decided to pop in for a visit. It wasn’t long before I was playing with the idea of a train, a sexy hunk and -- *grin* I won’t say more.

Describe the hero in five words.
* He’s confident, sexy, sweet, charming and bold.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Julie is a little shy, fidgety, a bookworm, playful, courageous.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Richard. He’s sweet, but mischievous and quite sneaky (in a good way).

What's your favorite line in the story?
* “Are you blazing, Julie? Because I sure as hell am panting.”

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Julie is on vacation! After months of breaking her back at the office she’s ready for a weekend of absolute relaxation: a little reading, good food and some lazing at the beach are her idea of a perfect plan. However, when a handsome man with a sexy smile and naughty accent takes the seat next to hers on the train she’ll enter a wicked ride of passion and delight that will blow her mind and body away.

~ Excerpt ~ * “We’re on a train,” she hissed, gesticulating wildly.
* William laughed, the lines on his forehead vanishing.
* “I noticed.” He lifted the armrest and placed his hand on her thigh again. Julie bit back an unwanted moan. “What you failed to have seen, my sweet, is that we’re the only ones in this particular wagon.” He smiled smugly, drumming her thighs in a rhythm that almost had her lifting her hips.
* Julie huffed. Yes, her body was weak with desire but she wouldn’t back down so easily.
* “It’s a public space.”
* “And doesn’t that excite you?” William asked, grasping her flesh, his fingers digging into her skin pleasurably.
* Julie’s thoughts scattered. This was crazy. Out right crazy. She wasn’t a one-night-stand kind of girl. Sex in public had been out of the question, and yet—
* She observed William. He was impassive, waiting for her resolution while toying with her lust. She shook her head. They could get caught. There could be cameras on the train and it was illegal.
* “It’s illegal!” she blurted as the tips of his exploring fingers brushed against her sex.
* “So?”
* Grasping a strand of her hair between thumb and forefinger, he caressed it before neatly placing it behind her ear, brushing his thumb over the shell.
* “It’s only illegal if we get caught, my sweet. I have no intention of allowing that.”
* “But--”
* His brown eyes bore into hers, the desire swirling in them making her weak at the knees.“You want to, Julie. I know you do.”
* “How?” She cried out the question as he finally pried his way underneath her jeans, resting his fingers above her soaking panties.
* “For one, you’ve been squirming in that chair, a lot.” He smiled at her obvious discomfort. “Then,” he murmured, rubbing his finger over her swollen nether lips. “You’re dripping wet. If I wanted to, if you wanted to, I could probably slide this finger inside you without any restraint whatsoever. Maybe even two.”
* This was so wrong. His scorching eyes begged her to accept the challenge. Julie bit down on her lip. She couldn’t say yes, not here.
* “Tell me you want to, Julie.”
* William’s finger found its way under the elastic of her thong. A moan became lodged in her throat as he touched her, learning the wet contours of her cunt with a single digit.
* “I—” She hesitated. Did she want to? Did she really want to do this crazy thing? The tip of his finger hovered over her entrance, daring her to accept.
* “Say yes, Julie.” His gaze was heated, his breath as shallow as hers.
* She wanted this. Damned be it all, she wanted William’s fingers deep inside her pussy. She wanted the dazzling pleasure, the relief to the unrelenting throbbing between her legs. The realization of what she was about to do spiked her desire and cut off her ability to speak. Opening her legs wider, she smiled shakily. William’s lips parted slightly, his gaze fierce as he pushed a finger inside her. Julie reclined against her seat. Her eyes fluttered shut and she whimpered as another thick digit joined the first. She responded to him. He was her master puppeteer and she was his puppet, rolling her hips with every thrust. “You want more?” he murmured, his lips hovering over hers.
* Julie opened her eyes. William regarded her, his long lashes framing deep eyes that she couldn’t help thinking belonged to a poet at heart.
* “Yes,” she whispered, closing the distance. Soft and compliant, she mewled her approval, as she tasted him. Her fear had vanished and left behind an ardor that required urgent appeasing. William grunted into her mouth as she teased his bottom lip, nipping at the full bow with relish. Tilting his head to the side, he swept his tongue over the seams of her mouth in a request for entrance. She granted it readily, taking in his tongue with a desperate hunger that rivaled his as they tangled.
* He was relentless, his fingers toying with her sex even as he kissed her. In and out, the thick digits of his left hand pumped into her slowly. It was a delicious torture that only succeeded in making her hotter and more desperate for what was to come.

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A Look At Isabella Olivia Ellis & 'Becoming His Little One' ( @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Isabella Olivia Ellis visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Isabella Olivia Ellis is a freelance writer of fiction, poetry, and erotica. She spends most of her days trying to hold her tongue in classes, and most of her nights singing classic rock songs to her child and starting stories she never finishes.
* She considers Orange County, CA to be her home, but currently lives in Colorado with her daughter and a closet with far too many cocktail dresses.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Becoming His Little One is a standalone Romance On The Go (shorter) story.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* A long time ago, I met a man that the hero is based on. From his personality traits, Dave (hero) was born.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Confident, strong, loving, dominant, intelligent

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Shy, submissive, witty, independent, scarred (emotionally)

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* I love Dave, because I love dominant men. However, if we’re going with non-main characters, Carolyn’s best friend Amy is good for a laugh.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* He sighed, minty breath blowing over her, and said, "The relationship has been built, Little One. There's no use questioning the foundation once the house is up."

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Carolyn is a plain divorcee living a plain life. Though her sexual experiences have all been vanilla, she is drawn to the submissive aspect of BDSM. In the multi-player online world of Other Existence, she finds an outlet for this. It is there that she meets Dave, an older Air Force lieutenant colonel, who turns out to be her dominant counterpart. After weeks of chats in which they share their deepest desires, the two meet in real life and a match made in BDSM heaven is born.
* As their relationship develops, she discovers the tenderness and emotion that complements the lifestyle. There are whips and spreader bars, but also loving massages afterward. When Dave is suddenly torn away from her by his duty to his country, it is up to Carolyn to decide if the love they've found is worth the fight to keep it.

~ Excerpt ~ * His bedroom was heavy on the manly accents. The walls were a hunter green with brown trim, and the furniture was made to look like hand-hewn wood. The bed was neatly made with a flannel set of sheets and matching comforter.
* He brushed past her, saying, “Make yourself at home.” Then he disappeared into what she guessed was the en-suite bathroom.
* When he didn’t close the door and instead hunched down to open the cabinet under the sink, Carolyn assumed he must be finding a condom for later. Part of her wanted to feel insulted that he had assumed they would have sex, but a larger part of her felt a thrill at his assertiveness.
* He returned from the bathroom, tossed the condom onto the nightstand, and stood in front of her with his hands on hips. “Understand this, little one. When I snap my fingers, you suck my cock. When I clap my hands, you lick my balls. Got it?”
* Carolyn nodded, aching to begin the tasks assigned to her, but Dave narrowed his eyes at her.
* “You’re already making mistakes. You're too smart for that, Carolyn. And I know this because I would never accept any less from someone I would have as my Little One. You answer any command I give you with ‘yes sir’. Spoken or non-spoken.” He growled.
* “Yes, sir.” She replied, not missing a beat.
* He smiled coldly. “That’s better.” With deliberate, yet impatient moves, Dave unbuttoned the fly of his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. Then, he gave a sharp clap of his hands.
* “Yes, sir.” Carolyn lowered herself to her knees. Working the jeans down his thighs, she pushed them far enough down for him to step out and kick them to the side. His cock was clearly straining against his navy blue boxer briefs, and she leaned forward to kiss him through the fabric. She felt him pulsate through the cotton.
* Dave let out a lustful hiss, but then pushed her away by her shoulders.
* Confused, she looked up at him.
* Smiling deviously, he said, "Wait here. Just like that. This fun can wait for another time. I have something else in mind, and I am too impatient after talking about it for so long."
* And she did, kneeling with her palms resting on her knees.
* After a few minutes, Dave reappeared with a thin steel rod with a cuff on each end.
* Despite herself and the scenario, Carolyn gasped. "What is that thing?"
* He knelt at her feet, pausing to adjust the length of the bar. "It's a spreader bar, Little One. You've never seen one?"
* "I have never even heard of that."
* "Well, we are certainly going to have some fun then, Little One. Turn around and face the bed. Spread your legs a little farther apart. That's good, now straighten your knee. Good." He wrapped a cuff around both of her ankles, then something clicked and Carolyn assumed the bar had locked into place.
* Her legs were just slightly wider than what would normally be comfortable, but she didn't make a peep of complaint.
* Dave left the room once more and returned with a pair of handcuffs and a black leather flogger. He tossed the latter to the floor, and then without gentleness, he jerked her arms behind her back and cuffed her wrists together.
* There she was, vulnerable before him. She felt exposed being bent forward over the bed with her arms cuffed behind her. She had no way of supporting herself, so she let gravity take over and sank into the bed, her ass still up in the air and ready for the taking.
* With a jerk, Dave pulled her dress up over her ass to rest bunched up around her waist. The air kissed her bare skin as he shifted behind her. "Mmm. No panties. You listen well, Little One," Dave whispered, his hands beginning to skim and stroke along her ass and thighs.
* "Yes, Sir." She replied, trying not to push herself at him in impatience as his movements began to heighten her senses.
* His hands left her for a moment, and she heard him pull his briefs off. This was confirmed when the head of his cock brushed against her as he reached down for the flogger. Then she heard him step backward.
* The flogger snapped through the air as Dave brought it up and back and forth, over and over, each time getting closer and closer to where Carolyn's sensitive ass lay exposed.
* Each crack caused her breath to heighten. She could scarcely even hear the sound of the flogger over the pounding of her heart.
* "I am going to flog you, Little One. Flog that luscious, tasty ass of yours until it is inflamed and engorged, and then I am going to fuck it. What does my Little One think of that?"

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A look at Kate Pearce & 'Soul Sucker' ( @Kate4Queen @GoddessFish #WW #SO )

Hi all! Grab a cup of tea – or whatever it is you like to drink – have a seat and give the following a read. :) Today we have Kate Pearce visiting and giving us a look into her story Soul Sucker.
* About our guest, Kate Pearce ~
* Award winning author, Kate Pearce was born into a large family of girls in England, and spent much of her childhood living very happily in a dream world. Despite being told that she really needed to 'get with the program', she graduated from the University College of Wales with an honors degree in history.
* A move to the USA finally allowed her to fulfill her dreams and sit down and write her first romance novel. Kate is published by Signet Eclipse, Kensington Aphrodisia, Ellora's Cave, Carina Press, Cleis Press and Virgin Black Lace/Cheek.


~ Blurb ~ * Supernatural Branch of Law Enforcement empath Ella Walsh sucks memories from people's heads. The job fills her mind with others' nightmares and leaves her with little time for love, but if she doesn't pair off with a mate of the government's choosing soon, the psychic blowback will destroy her powers and her sanity.
* The last time shapeshifting SBLE superstar Vadim Morosov worked with an empath, he got her killed and himself assigned to a desk. He worries about taking on another partner, but helping Ella track down an empath killer might be his only chance to save his career.
* Naturally, the government decides to throw them together.
* They resist at first, but they can't deny the simmering heat between them. As the killer's strikes grow closer to home, their bond gets tighter. And when the murderer finally traps Ella, her developing link with Vadim might be the only thing that can save her.

~ Excerpt ~ * “I think the question you should be asking yourself, Ms. Walsh, is why you feel so threatened by me.”
* She screeched to a halt again. “Threatened, by you?”
* “Yes. I think you’ve got used to getting your own way in that office, and you don’t like anyone else coming in and questioning anything you say.”
* “And I think you’re talking out of your ass.”
* “I don’t like incompetence, Ms. Walsh, and I don’t like working with empaths on the brink of a break- down. I’ll work with you because I have no choice, but I’ll be questioning everything that comes out of your mouth, double and triple checking it and, if necessary, taking my concerns to the very top to make sure I’m heard so I don’t get left holding the can when everything blows up.”
* She stared into his eyes and for the first time in her life seriously contemplated drawing her weapon and shooting a fellow professional. But he’d probably like it if she did that, and she still had no way of knowing if he could actually be killed.
* Instead, she gave him her best professional smile. “I’m glad you shared your concerns with me, Morosov. I appreciate your input and will consider each and every one of your points very carefully.”
Text Copyright © 2012 by Kate Pearce
Permission to reproduce text granted by Harlequin Books S.A. Cover art used by arrangement with Harlequin Enterprises Limited. All rights reserved. ® and TM are trademarks owned by Harlequin Enterprises Limited or its affiliated companies, used under license.

Soul Sucker is available from the following places:
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Thank you for joining us here today, Kate! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your work.

ANNOUNCEMENT! Kate will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B&N GC, winner's choice, to two randomly drawn commenters during the tour! So be sure to leave your name and email with your comment and visit other tour stops (find them here: goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com-soul-sucker-by.html) for a greater chance of winning!

A Look At Raven McAllan & 'Will You Dance, Miss Laurence?' ( @RavenMcAllan @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Raven McAllan visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats—their children having flown the nest—surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books.
* She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge.
* Her very understanding, and long-suffering DH, is used to his questions unanswered, the dust bunnies greeting him as he walks through the door, and rescuing burned offerings from the Aga. (And passing her a glass of wine as she types furiously.)

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* This is book one, of the Dance Studio. It's called Will You Dance, Miss Laurence?

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I have absolutely no idea. They (the characters) started nudging me and then shouting until I gave in and wrote what they dictated.

Describe the hero in five words.
* determined, cruel to be kind

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Feisty, stuck in a rut

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* That's hard but by a smidgeon, it has to be Ava. She's changing her life.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* That changes every time I open the book. So this one hit me this time…"I'm as hot as Hades, as wet as a waterfall, and as ready as I'll ever be to have you inside me."

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Dancing lessons were supposed to be fun, but who ever heard of attending them without your knickers on?
* Shibari Master Ryan is intrigued by Ava, so when his cousin asks a favor, he is only too happy to help Ava out of the rut she says she is in.
* Will her past allow her to enjoy his bondage, or will true submission prove a step too much?

~ Excerpt ~ * "I expect you to answer me, Ava. You did it so beautifully when we last met. 'Yes, Sir' will be the proper response. So, I ask again, are you ready for your first lesson?" She swallowed and Ryan guessed she was wondering if she did indeed want what lesson he could teach her. He could almost read her mind, her face was so expressive.
* "Um…" She blinked several times and rubbed her hands down her skirt. Damp palms perhaps? That's good.
* "Yes, I think so. Oh, er, Sir." The last word tumbled out as if she was worried he would walk away without the title. Ryan chose to ignore her hesitation.
* "Good, take off your dress." He folded his arms, as he wondered how she would react to such a direct command.
* "Eh?" A soft rosy glow suffused her cheeks.
* "You heard. Take it off or walk away. Your choice. From now you do as I say." He didn't elaborate. He knew it would be no such scenario. Any person could negotiate a scene, and if they chose to, then walk away. His stark order might be cruel, but Ryan was intrigued just how Ava would react. He had a feeling that under her quiet demeanor was a hot, feisty woman just begging to be let free once more.
* She blinked again.
* Dammit, is this Morse code? Because it’s a helluva long while since I was a Boy Scout.
* Ryan tapped his foot slowly and deliberately.
* "Then I go." Ava walked past him, stopped and made her way back to stand in front him once more. Her five foot three height made her crane her neck to look up at his face. "I do nothing without freedom of choice, mate."
* "Sir. And good, that’s what I wanted to hear. Let's talk." He took her arm and walked to where he'd put the bench earlier and wished he could adjust his cock, which was rubbing his leather trousers as it swelled and demanded attention. Her attitude was one he preferred, and Ryan looked forward to their exchanges. He was under no illusion that they would be many and less than fiery and often. "Sit legs astride, there's a good girl. Let your pussy feel the leather. It might be soft, but It will make you wet. Are you going to stain my bench, love?"
* "What?" It was a squeak rather than a word. "Oh god, I can so not do this. I'm sorry, and I don't even know your name, but this is so not me. What on earth made Jane think I'd want knickerless lessons is beyond me. Seriously, I'm sorry I've wasted your time, but I'm not who or what you want. Whatever that is, it's not me. Really, it's not. Hells bells, I'm an ordinary overweight thirty eight year old widow with a dr…well with nothing that would interest you I'm sure. So Mr. ... Sir … er, whatever, I'll be off." She tried to tug her arm away from him.
* He'd never met anyone who could babble so much so fast, and still have breath left. He held his hand up, and to his surprise, she stopped the pull. It was just as well, because she had the stamina and strength of an anchorman in a tug of war team. He grinned inwardly. Definitely not the build of one though.
* "Calm down, sit how you want for now, and listen to me." She glared at him, and Ryan knew she teetered on the edge of acquiescing or slapping him senseless. However, she nodded and perched on the edge of the bench, the skirt of her dress tucked firmly under her and tight across her legs. Ryan was certain she had no idea how enticing the dark shadow of her pussy curls was. Even though he preferred a smooth hairless cunt, he wanted to be the one to make it so, and this hint of things to come had his body taut.
* "Okay, but no siring or anything…"
* He chuckled, he'd bet his new cuffs he'd have her Siring him before she left.
* "My name is Ryan. Ryan Culliver." He saw the moment the significance of his name registered.

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Rites of Spring Bl0g H0p ~ A first for Heather #RitesofSpring

Welcome! This bl0g h0p is about character 'firsts' ~ first kiss, the first intimate moment, or some other positive first for a story's character. So be sure to visit all the blogs on this tour to discover a host of firsts!

There's more too...

There are grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog (list is below), comment with your name AND email address, and be entered to win one of them. Yep, you can enter a bunch of times! Now what are those prizes?
*** 1st Place: Kindle Fire ***
*** 2nd Place: $50 Amazon gift certificate ***
Once you comment, then sign into Rafflecopter via the button under the list below and click the green button. This way your comment will be counted toward the grand prize.

This 'first' is when Heather, in Sunset Seduction, thinks about the man from her first adult affair.
* What made her as nervous and excited as twenty years ago with her first sexual affair? It wasn’t like she was some ingénue anymore.
* Lord, she’d been such a twit back then, so young, so naïve. She’d headed to Los Angeles the day after graduation from her small, Midwestern all-girl college. Ready to take on the world. Then she met him. Lane Stanwyck. Older by about twelve years, virile, very charming. He owned a local real estate development company. God, she’d adored him, her awesome paramour and confidant, loved him to the depth of her being. And he had promised her the moon and stars.
For more on Sunset Seduction, feel free to visit: Sunset Seduction at crmoss.com

C.R. Moss is also having a giveaway! One lucky winner will have their choice of a signed PDF of either Wild West Weekend or Sunset Desires & Sunset Seduction or Wild West Hauntings or Lovers and the Fiend. (Or if the winner so chooses they can be put on a list to receive either the next Double D Ranch Tale release or Sunset book release.) To be eligible for this blog prize, you need to answer this question: Where was your first kiss?
Me? My first kiss was at the 4-H Fair.
Looking forward to your answers! Thanks for stopping by & happy reading ~
C.R.


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You can either visit the other blogs via the list above or Click here to find the list of the participants in the Rites of Spring blog hop!
Winners will be chosen & contacted on or about March 24. Good luck hopping!

Where my Hump Day Hook is today... #HDH

Wondering where my March 20th post for Hump Day Hook is? Well, because a bl0g h0p will be starting shortly on this blog, I'm doing the hook over at my other pen name's blog. Check it out here: Casey Moss Blog
Thanks! & Happy Reading!
C.R.

Lucky in Love Bl0g H0p ~ Feeling lucky?

Lucky in Love? Well, are you? It's a time of luck and wealth...or not. With each romance we find ourselves in a new world of love and memories. Are these just by chance? Is it luck? Welcome to your second annual Lucky in Love Bl0g H0p where we want to hear about your love, your romance, and how much you love St. Patrick's Day!!! Are you wearing green? Ready to get pinched...or wait...do you like that? Almost 300 bloggers have giveaways and posts about those men we love!

But that's not all....

There TWO grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog (list is below), comment with your name AND email address, and be entered to win one of them. Yep, you can enter over 200 times! Now what are those prizes?
*** 1st Grand Prize: A $100 Amazon or B&N Gift Card (US & International) ***
*** 2nd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more! (US only) ***

C.R. Moss is also having a giveaway! One lucky winner will have their choice of a signed PDF of either Wild West Weekend or Sunset Desires & Sunset Seduction or Wild West Hauntings or Lovers and the Fiend. (Or if the winner so chooses they can be put on a list to receive either the next Double D Ranch Tale release or Sunset book release.) To be eligible for this blog prize, you need to answer the one, two or all three questions which will follow and comment as instructed above. The questions: So how much do you like this holiday? Are you Irish or just have the luck of the Irish? Do you like to get pinched? ;)
Me? Well, even though I like beer and going to Irish pubs, I can't say I'm big on this holiday. The pubs get too crowded for my taste. As for being Irish, that I am, and I might have a smidge of the Irish luck! And, do I like to be pinched? Not really. My tendencies lean toward being the dominator, not the submittee. ;)
Looking forward to your answers! Thanks for stopping by & happy reading ~
C.R.


You can either visit the other blogs via the list above or go to carrieannbloghops.blogspot.com
Winners will be chosen & contacted on March 19. Good luck hopping!

Hump Day H00k ~ Looking at Sunsets #HDH for Mar. 13

Hi all! Wow. Another week's come and gone, and we're back to Hump Day Hook where authors share snippets from their stories. :)
I'm currently doing edits on my third 1NightStand story, Sunset Temptations, so I thought I'd share a bit from my first installment. The following comes from Sunset Desires book 1 of my Sunset series for Decadent Publishing's 1NS series. Enjoy!

* Gwen shook her head. “No. Just a little nervous is all.” To calm down she sucked in a humid stream of air, bringing with it the heady scents of sand, sun, and surf mixed with the aromas of bar food and beer. Though the sun dipped toward the horizon, the heat still stuck around. The warmth didn’t bother her, but her anxiety about the upcoming situation did. Heather had asked some pretty personal questions. At the time, she’d figured her cousin had grown lonely—too much work, not enough socializing, and probably wanted a better connection with family, a friend. But now…. Despite the high temperature, a chill racked her body. “Oh my God, that fantasy question. You told a total stranger about my fantasy?” Her high-pitched squeal rose above the clamor of the bar.

Please don't forget to stop by and read the other authors participating in this week's HDH ~ http://humpdayhook.blogspot.co.uk

For more on my Sunset books, visit: Sunset books crmoss.com

A Scavenger Hunt, A Look At Kathleen Grieve & 'Dating Impossible' ( @KathleenGrieve @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Kathleen Grieve visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* I have Scavenger Hunt Instructions!
* For Dating Impossible, I wanted to do something a bit more than just a regular blog tour. I thought it would be fun if you all looked for a secret word. From day one, there will be a secret word inside the body of each post. When you string them together in order, they make a sentence. Be the first person to email me at kathleengrieveauthor@gmail.com with the completed sentence and win a $100 Amazon Gift Certificate! To be eligible, you must also leave a comment on each blog, follow my own blog at http://kathleengrieve.blogspot.com, follow me on Facebook and on Twitter
* I will also be picking one person from each comment section to win a free e-book copy of Dating Impossible, the second book in my Dating Series from Evernight Publishing.
* I look forward to hearing from you! Now let’s have some fun! First off, Thanks to CR Moss for hosting me on her blog today! This North of the border friendship has blossomed over recent months! So happy to know you, “neighbor”! This is the final stop on this blog tour and it is fun to end with an interview! The comments today will be different. Describe your personality in one word! I look forward to reading them and learning a bit about you as you learn about me!
* I’m super geeky. Besides reading and writing, I love all comic book heroes!
* Bio: Full time nurse, amateur cake baker, writer, and zombie obsessed, Kathleen draws a lot from the real-life medical drama she experiences as a RN for her novels. Writing romance is a creative outlet where she can effectively deal with the daily stress and sorrow, adding levity and humor to situations that provide a happily ever after when there isn't one.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Dating Impossible, Book 2 of my Dating Series. The first book is Dating 911

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* This is Firefighter Jett Avery’s twin brother’s story. Whew that was a mouthful! LOL In Book 1, there is a bit of a competition between Jett and Cruz for Roxanne’s affection. In Book 2, we find out how Doctor Cruz Avery dealt with the rejection and finds a love of his own.

Describe the hero in five words.
* How about 2? Rico Suave! YUMMY! Okay, that was 3! LOL

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Strong, independent vibrant woman willing to take risks.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* It has to be Dr. JJ Jones. She’s a gutsy woman who is doesn’t quite know what to make of her childhood crush now that he is aware of her as a woman.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* It is actually in my Excerpt below. Cruz points to himself in a mirror and thinks
* Who could resist this?
* My teenage son will point to himself and say, “How can you not love this?” And I thought (secret word #9: readers), that is exactly how my hero thinks! LOL

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Focused on her career, Dr. JJ Jones doesn't have time to date—and she certainly doesn't want to date the "player" of the ER none other than her girlhood crush, Dr. Cruz Avery. JJ found out the hard way that romantic relationships in the work place don't mix forcing her to relocate back to Arizona and change jobs. She's determined to spend her free time enjoying her Harley, reading true-crime novels, and learning about the new community she lives in. Dogged by the gorgeous Dr. Avery with his skillful hands, disarming smile, and hot lips, her resolve wavers. For now, she's having fun making his mission to date her down right impossible!

~ Excerpt ~ * But damn if she wasn’t all prickly one minute and hot and yummy in his arms the next. His cock hardened and he shifted in his chair. Large almond-shaped green eyes, pink pouty lips, and that sexy belly button ring and tattoos. Cruz shook his head. JJ was definitely a mix of contradictions. She was all innocence and badass rolled into one. And smart.
* None of his usual bullshit lines would work with her. So how was he going to get past her no-dating-a-co-worker rule and find out if they had the possibility of a real future together? Christ, she was making this entire dating thing impossible. He rubbed the tense muscles of his neck.
* Sex two nights in a row doesn’t mean we are dating. Or in a relationship.
* Her words looped over and over against his skull and were the other reason why he couldn’t concentrate on jack-shit today. What he needed was a plan. But what?
* He sat up straighter in his leather chair. The kernel of an idea blossomed. What if she didn’t realize they were going out on dates? Yeah, baby. He liked the notion already. But he’d have to tread carefully. JJ was a clever girl. Cruz would just have to be one step ahead of her in order to make his plan work. And once she was hooked on him… He glanced at his reflection in the full-length mirror that hung on the back of his office door and pointed to himself. His lips curved into a perfect smile and he winked.
* Who could resist this?

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A Look At Tyler Robbins & 'Immortal Thirst' ( @Robin_Badillo @evernightpub #MM #SO )

Today we have author Tyler Robbins visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Tyler Robbins is the pen name of author Robin Badillo, who lives in a small Texas town and is the mother of four nearly grown kids; two boys and two girls.
* Tyler enjoys stepping out of her comfort zone and pushes the envelope on the stories she writes every chance she gets. She hopes her readers are just as thrilled as she is with the chances she’s taking.
* Always the optimist, Tyler is a firm believer that grey hair is merely God’s graffiti!

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Today, I’m celebrating the release of my first ever GLBT vampire story that also happens to be a ménage, titled, “Immortal Thirst”.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I’d decided to write a vampire M/M with a particular reader in mind, and the book is even dedicated to him.
* I went to high school with Jason, and although we never knew each other, we recently crossed paths on Facebook. One day he asked me to suggest some good M/M paranormal books, and I realized I wasn’t as familiar with the genre as I needed to be as M/M writer.
* Well, one thing led to another, and having a pretty good idea about what he was looking for, I decided if we couldn’t find a good story, I’d just write him one. The rest is history, though the ménage part was entirely the fault of the characters— I had no idea they were gonna take it there, but I am so glad they did.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Gauge Roberts: determined, honorable, passionate, adventurous, trustworthy

Describe the second hero in five words.
* Tristan Deveraux: voracious, kinky, creative, seductive, loyal

Describe the third hero in five words.
* Caleb Medina: survivor, faithful, nurturing, charismatic, devoted

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* I have a soft-spot for Caleb. Caleb is comfortable in his own skin. He’s endured untold abuse and survived without being bitter. Having been to the edge of despair, he managed to bounce back and accepts things and people for who they are. He approaches life with his with eyes wide open and straight up.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* My favorite line is spoken when Tristan and Gauge become intimate for the first time.
* Tristan takes one look at Gauge’s … ahem … tool, and says, “Holy fuck!”
* To which Gauge laughs and replies, “Ain’t nothing holy about it.”

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Vampire, Tristan Deveraux, savored the night with his young progeny, Caleb, by his side. Satisfying his shameless desires, he took what he wanted without reprisal or regret, until Gauge Roberts darkened his door.
* Gauge, an ex-Navy Seal, offered more than muscles and brawn when he became Tristan’s personal security coordinator. Surrendering to an undeniable attraction, the dominating soldier scratched an itch both had ignored far too long.
* A remarkable bond is quickly formed between the three very different men, allowing each to fulfill individual needs while maintaining separate but equal relationships, until a surprising enemy threatens to destroy it all.
* Will they survive the deadly fight, or is heartbreak the only price for satisfying their kind’s immortal thirst?

~ Excerpt ~ * Unable to stand another second of the incredible orgasm, Tristan withdrew then collapsed onto the sofa. His mind whirled with warring thoughts of Gauge and then of Caleb. How would his protégé react to Tristan’s desires for the other man? Did he owe his creation an explanation at all?
* They’d shared lovers before, but this was different. Tristan didn’t want Gauge for a kinky romp. Part of him wanted to keep the hybrid around for a while, and that was quite a contrast from the current arrangement he shared with Caleb.
* Now, if Tristan could only get past the fact that Gauge intended to kill his brother. Wrapping his head around that information would take a little more time.
* Caleb got up and stood before Tristan, his spent cock dangling in Tristan’s face.
* “Sorry I didn’t return the favor.” Guilt weighed heavily on Tristan’s mind, knowing all too well he’d only reached orgasm this time because he’d been fixated on his lust for Gauge.
* “You always satisfy me, sire.” Caleb’s sweet smile encouraged one in return from Tristan.
* He took his lover’s hand in his and caressed his fingers. “Stay with me tonight?”
* “As you wish.”
* Tristan rose from the sofa and headed for the door while Caleb remained behind to oversee the removal of the food he’d prepared for their guest, and to make sure any remnants of their own meal hadn’t been left behind. Caleb was quite thorough with his duties.
* As Tristan entered the hallway, he found Gauge leaning against the wall a few yards away from the door. When their eyes met, Tristan’s stomach fluttered with excitement. He sauntered toward him, his body reacting to Gauge in ways he’d never experienced with other men, not even Caleb. “Been here long?”
* Gauge drew in a deep breath and exhaled. “Long enough to know Kathryn Guthrie knew what the fuck she was doing after all.”
* Though intrigued by the reply, Tristan fought hard not to let on. “How so?”
* Gauge started toward him until they met in the middle. His scent had deepened, adopting a musky, feral aroma that made Tristan’s balls tighten and pulse with need.
* Tristan backed against the wall.
* Gauge towered over him, muscular arms settling on both sides of Tristan’s head as he pinned him in. “Make no mistake. When I decide to give you what you want, you need to know that I won’t settle for anything less than all of you.”
* A worrisome pinch irritated Tristan’s side. “Caleb is my—”
* “I’m not talking about that. Caleb serves his purpose well, and I’m sure I’ll find use of his talents quite pleasing myself, but where our business is concerned, your head better be in the game or I’ll make you regret it.”
* Tristan swallowed hard and nodded.
* Gauge leaned in and barely skimmed his lips across Tristan’s.
* Just as Tristan responded and moved in for more, Gauge pulled back and walked away without a second glance.

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A Look At Rebecca Brochu & 'The Baker Gets His Man' ( @RayShippou @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Rebecca Brochu visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* I am proud to say that I live in a small town in North Carolina, surrounded by fields and fresh air. Naturally I spend most of my days crouched in front of a keyboard or curled up with a book.
* As an avid video game and anime enthusiast, it is an understatement to say that I have a vivid imagination. With a collection of games, dvd's, and books that number too many to count I am often neck deep in some fantasy world. I adore hearing from my readers and often look for ways to improve my writing through reviews and emails.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Today I'm going to tell you about The Baker Gets His Man which is an entry for Evernight's Romance on the Go Line.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* This story actually came to me rather naturally as I got the idea from a conversation I was having with my mother. She was having car problems and I was baking so it just seemed to come together. The idea of having a story centered around a baker and a mechanic seemed like a good one.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Race Carroway is a tall, strong, and normally serious mechanic who finds that his composure and restraint goes out the window whenever he's around Jacob.

Describe the other hero in five words.
* Jacob Stine is a sweet baker and co-owner of the Sweetest Taboo bakery. He's a normally relaxed guy with a mean right hook and an infatuation with Race and his surprisingly charming smile.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* I'd have to say that I love Race since I have a weakness for strong, controlled alpha males who don't mind working for what they want!

What's your favorite line in the story?
* Oh that's a hard one but probably, “Trust me if it was a porno all of us would be much more satisfied.”

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Jacob Stine, one of the owners of the town’s bakery, has wanted Race Carroway since the moment they first met much to the amusement of his best friend Kyle. Despite the obvious tension between them he’s always assumed that the hunky mechanic would never be interested in him. Jacob’s contented himself with admiring Race from a distance until the day he’s forced to call him for help.
* When the encounter turns steamy and then ends with Race running off without an explanation Jacob is torn between hurt and confusion. He has to make the decision between finally moving on and trusting Race with one more chance. Will the baker have what it takes to get his man?

~ Excerpt ~ * The wet heat of his mouth was almost torturous, and Jacob scrambled to find something to hold on to. His hands skated over the top of Race’s buzzed hair for a moment before he forced them away to claw at the wood behind him. Race reached up and grabbed one of Jacob’s hands, placing it on the back of his own head and pressing in silent permission.
* Jacob felt his heart skip a beat, but then it was back to racing hard and fast in his chest as he cupped the back of Race’s head in his palm and gave a short, shallow thrust of his hips. Race hummed low in his throat, and the vibration sent chills down Jacob’s spine. He pushed forward harder, forced his cock farther down Race’s throat. Race swallowed, and Jacob couldn’t help himself after that.
* His free hand went up to clutch at his own hair as he used the other to maneuver Race on his cock. One minute he pressed in deep, could feel the heat of Race’s breath on his hair and his tongue lapping at his base, and then he would pull him back, let him suckle at the head for a second before doing it all over again. Jacob was intoxicated by the very idea of having Race, strong muscular Race, even a tiny bit under his control, even when it was painfully obvious that Race allowed it to happen.
* He’d been so on edge around Race for so long that he knew he wasn’t going to last long, couldn’t last long, not with the way Race sucked him hard and fast and then soft and slow. Not with the way Race took him deep and hummed around his shaft, only to pull back and lave the head of his cock with his tongue. Jacob could feel it building, could feel his balls drawing up and tightening, and the hand on the back of Race’s head moved to his shoulder to push frantically in warning.
* Race’s mouth came off of his cock with an obscene noise and then his hands were in its place, trailing up and down his shaft, stroking him fast and confident as his thumb flirted with his slit.
* “Come on, Jacob. Want to see you. Been wanting to see you for months.” Race practically crooned at him, and the sight of him there, normally taciturn and dour-looking Race on his knees, eyes blown wide from desire and lips red from sucking his cock, was too much for Jacob. His eyes slammed closed of their own accord, and he felt the orgasm punch its way through his body as he spilled over the tight circle of Race’s finger while Race continued to croon at him almost sweetly.

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