Saturday, December 27, 2014

Don't miss these on sale

My apologies, I am once again caught short by someone not coming through with their blog invite. I do believe I have my answer that this experiment didn't work and invites and spotlights are now going to be left in 2014. So as I struggled to come up with a blog post I think we'll go with the spotlighting me because isn't it all about me anyway? In case you didn't know, I'm not one to put things on sale, I'm writing to get paid and I already have one free book and one only 99 cents at all times. Get them before the sale ends tomorrow.






Kate Frazier wants one night and one night only. It’s the only thing she’s made for, the only thing she’s capable of. She doesn’t want any hand holding or cuddling, she wants to get off and then she wants them to leave. She likes her men, bland boring and non-threatening only the Nordic god staring at her from across the pub is anything but. One by one she’s breaking her rules for only one night because the moment he gets close she can’t help herself. 

Only Trey refuses to let it go at one night. He knows her secret the one she’s tried so hard to pretend didn’t happen, didn’t exist even as her nightmares still haunt her. He knows and has her admitting to the rape she suffered from her mother’s boyfriend for two long years and he knows about the frantic, ugly things she did with anyone who would have her in her teens. He sees it all and it doesn’t faze him, he wants the woman she is now and he’s not going to let her go. 
Now Kate has to make the decision to go through the painful door of her past to the other side where Trey and the happiness she never thought she could know is waiting. 



This is a standalone novella at 38,572 
Please be aware this is an erotic romance and is explicit 
Please be aware this book deals with the issue of child molestation and a woman's attempt to cope with what she went through.






Lukas Everett is Avery Parker’s new reclusive landlord. He’s gorgeous but damaged, as damaged on the outside as Avery is on the inside. A car accident that killed his wife left him with physical scars that cause him to hide from the world. Avery hasn’t had it easy in her few physical relationships and isn’t looking to get involved with anyone let alone someone as cold and hard as Lukas. Lukas seems just as intent at keeping her at bay even though she knows he feels the same longing she feels. With her mind telling her to run and her body begging her to stay Avery accepts his job offer. She discovers that Lukas doesn’t just own properties but is hiding behind a pen name as a popular writer that she herself has enjoyed. It isn’t long before Avery demands all the passion she sees in Lukas but will she just be the next chapter in his story or will they find their own happy ending? 


This is a full length standalone novella at 36,543 words. 
Please be aware this is an erotic romance and extremely explicit and beta readers have called it romantic smut. 









Miranda Beckett has been born and bred in Chicago and with that comes the knowledge that the city built firmly on criminal enterprises by every group that could gain ground is still a city where crime is as much of the economy as the retail shops and hotels that line Michigan Avenue. Just like others in Chicago a blind eye is a content eye until it’s all brought into sharp focus by her younger brother one late night. She hasn’t seen her brother in years and the last time she had she’d told him she never wanted to see him again so she knew it was desperation that led him to her door. Before, he’d flat out stolen from her but now he’s pleading for the money. He pleas for the money that he owes the head of the IRA in Chicago and then he threatens that Declan Kelly knows about her and that she has the money and if she doesn’t give it then Kelly will come for it himself. 

Miranda refuses her brother and she knows she’ll be able to refuse Declan Kelly when the time comes. But she’s wrong, so very wrong. It isn’t money Kelly wants, it’s her. Her expertise as an accountant to audit his books and find who is stealing from him, that’s it he tells her but his eyes tell her there’s more. 
Without even being quite sure how and why she agreed, a deal is struck and Miranda wonders how long she can fight the need for a man she can’t have. It’s one thing to know what Declan Kelly does and another to allow herself become involved with him. She is sure she can keep Declan at bay, she has no plans to become a gangster’s girlfriend or lose her heart to him. 



This is a standalone novella at 36,218 words 

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Fear is a motherfucker

So yes I did move into a new situation and it hasn't really been conducive to writing. My output is about less than half of what I'm used to putting out and hopefully it won't last long. However, on top of that I was stupid enough to take my eyes of my paper and with all the sales going on during Thanksgiving and looking at the freebies and new stuff coming out from other writers I was completely thrown off my course. And I do mean my course, I don't write BDSM, I don't want to write it, I don't write MC books because I have very personal experience with them and they are in no way whatsoever romantic-fuck SOA it's not even half as gritty as the real stuff. Yet, there's all these quotes and titles coming out and I'm actually wondering to myself, is this what women really want? Should I try and write these and it will expand my readership?

No joke for two weeks I was frozen in fear I wasn't doing what I could be doing that could help me succeed. I was constantly looking at Facebook and the flood of books out there, reading sample after sample and then one of the quotes thrown up on the new 'it' book that should have been sexy made me laugh, I could not stop laughing. All I could think was, this isn't sexy this is sex, That isn't who I want to be, I don't ever want to write something like what I just read. It became crystal clear in that moment.  What I write isn't for everyone, I want to write something with a heart and soul and a whole lot of sex and although people would like to think they are different, special, unique and in one way or maybe another they are, we are more alike than different-and I don't think that's a bad thing. So my sales have shown me there are a quite a bit of people out there that like what I'm doing now and to change it up to try and be something isn't what I should do. 

So I'm going to take my eyes off the others that are out there and focus on mine, and damn did something really interesting come out of it (writing now and so excited) and write what I write. As I said before, just do what you do and the people that want that will find you. 

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Spotlight on Marla Monroe

This is one busy lady with a new book coming out about once a month. 
  • Marla Monroe has been writing professionally for about ten years now. Her first book with Siren was published in January of 2011. She loves to write and spends every spare minute either at the keyboard or reading another Siren author. She writes everything from sizzling hot contemporary cowboys, to science fiction ménages with the occasional bad ass biker thrown in for good measure.
    Marla lives in the southern US and works full time at a busy hospital. When not writing, she loves to travel, spend time with her cats, and read. She’s always eager to try something new and especially enjoys the research for her books. She loves to hear from readers about what they are looking for next. You can reach Marla at themarlamonroe@yahoo.com or visit her website at www.marlamonroe.com
Her newest just released yesterday. 
Link to buy: http://www.bookstrand.com/finding-them
Finding Them, check out the excerpt below. 



FINDING THEM, RIVERBEND,TEXAS HEAT BOOK SIX

 

 AVAILABLE: Friday, December 5th

Book Cover for Finding Them

Was Sierra jumping from the frying pan into the fire?


Sierra is in over her head. She has more responsibilities than she can handle with two sisters in college, an absentee brother, and a ranch under foreclosure. All she’s been able to do for the last eight years is take care of everyone else.
Rollan and Thorne are new to the area but are instantly attracted to Sierra with her quiet strength and sensual beauty. More than anything, they want to see her happy. When they find out she’s being blackmailed with her ranch, the men come up with a plan where they can spend more time trying to convince that they are meant to be a family.
Sierra’s unexpected attraction to the two men is baffling. She’s afraid to trust her instincts where they’re concerned but accepts their offer of help putting herself close enough to get burned. Are Rollan and Thorne the answer to her prayers, or will they be her downfall?
Now on Pre-order. You can get it now  BUY Finding Them  Enjoy the excerpt below :-)

WARNING! Adult Content Below 
Thorne dropped her on the bed with a bounce then set to work on removing her jeans. Rollan climbed on the bed and attacked her breasts once more, but had lost his shirt somewhere on the way to the bedroom. She welcomed him with open arms, eager to touch him. She loved how his hot skin felt over the hardened muscles of his arms and shoulders. They weren’t created in a gym somewhere. These were home grown and the result of long, hard hours out in the sun. She could appreciate them so much more since she’d labored trying to keep her ranch going.
The feel of callused hands on her thighs surprised her. She hadn’t even realized that Thorne had managed to remove her jeans already. She hadn’t even noticed when he’d pulled off her boots. Rollan’s hot chest, arms, and shoulders had her totally mesmerized.
 “Spread these sweet thighs for me, baby. I want to see that pretty pussy,” Thorne told her. “Aw, hell, Rollan. She has the softest curls down here, and she trims it. I like how everything below that clit is bare for us.”
“Please, Thorne. Touch me,” she cried out as Rollan sucked hard on one of her nipples while pinching the other one.
“Oh, I’m going to do a lot more than touch you, Sierra,” he said.
 In the back of her mind, she worried that she’d just jumped head-on into something she wasn’t ready for, but the way they made her feel soon drowned out the warnings. She wasn’t going to let her brain talk her out of this. They said they cared about her and wanted her for her, not for her land. They were already getting that. Why would they seduce her unless they truly did want her?
Thorne gently spread her pussy lips and the feel of his hot breath against her wet flesh sent chills down her spine. He slid his tongue from her slit up to circle her clit and hummed against the swollen bud.
 “Damn you taste good,” he said.
“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she groaned. He licked her pussy, drawing the wet lips into his mouth to suck on before starting all over again.
 The more he licked, the more her cunt ached to be filled. It felt so damn good, but she needed more of them. She wanted to see them and taste them as well. Sierra wanted them to fill her with their cocks and fuck her into next week. She’d gone without everything for so long that now that it was within her reach, she wanted it all and she wanted it now.
“Please, Thorne,” she whined.
 “What, baby? What do you want?” he asked as he stabbed her pussy with his stiffened tongue.
“Fuck me. I want you both to fill me up.”
“Aw, honey. We’re going to take good care of you. Relax and feel how good it can be,” Rollan said before nipping the side of her breast.
“Is this what you want, Sierra?” Thorne asked as he slid one finger deep into her pussy.
 “Yes!” she hissed. “More.”
He chuckled before adding a second digit and thrust both of them in and out of her cunt, varying the speed and depth until she wanted to scream with frustration. She wanted to come, but she wanted them inside of her, too.
 “Look at her face, Thorne. She’s all pink and her mouth is open, just begging for a dick to suck on,” Rollan said in a raspy voice. “Hell, I want to fuck her tits and her mouth. I don’t know what to do first.”
Thorne’s deep laugh vibrated along her pussy, sending sparks deep into her core. Sierra wiggled, trying to get more friction from his fingers as he pumped them in and out of her sopping-wet slit. She was about to beg him to fuck her again when he did something with those nifty fingers that curled them in just the right spot to rub over her sweet spot.
 Her loud moan had both men groaning with her as she bucked beneath them. The pleasure building with each stroke of Thorne’s fingers and twist of Rollan’s on her nipples promised to be more than she’d ever felt before. Sierra raced toward it, eager to find out just how hard she could come and how high she could fly.
Thorne seemed to pick up on the urgency as his strokes grew faster and his tongue rasped over her clit in tighter and tighter circles. When he curled his fingers deep in her cunt and stroked that special place while sucking hard on her clit, Sierra screamed as wave after wave of ecstasy poured over her in a warm wash that took her breath.
 Rollan climbed off the bed as she floated down from the high they’d given her. She realized he’d completely undressed when he straddled her waist and his thick dick bobbed near her face. The spongy head looked almost purple and the thick shaft jerked as if it had a mind of its own.