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Come on over and get SCHOOLED 4.0 & enter for a giveaway!

Please welcome the effervescent and witty Deena Bright to the blog as she openly shares her journey toward writing one of her novella’s.  Deena is also generously giving away 2 copies of SCHOOLED 4.0 (Details below).

Now, let me first say that when I received Deena’s blog post, I had no idea she was going to compliment me so much. I didn’t even have to bribe or pay her in chocolate, pizza, wine or steak (Deena loves steak), and I am honored and humbled by her words. I actually blushed reading them, and it’s not easy to make me blush.

Right back at you, Deena, you’re a wonderful writer with a writing style I love, a great sense of humor and a good friend I am pleased to have found through your other work.

Okay, enough gushing, here’s Deena.

Deena is also sharing an excerpt from SCHOOLED 4.0.

SCHOOLED

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 Hey all you smut-loving fans of fiction, I’m Deena Bright.  I’m in love with Selena.  Why?  Why the Hell not???  She is about the most generous, thoughtful, and helpful fellow writer I have ever met.  I have never heard her speak an ill word about anyone else in this world.  LOVE THAT ABOUT HER.  Me?  Well, I’m the person you need to sit by if you want to trash-talk anyone—even the busboy with a rotten tooth and acne.  (Yeah, had one of those last night—at a restaurant—not in my bed.)

First of all, I want to thank Selena for letting me usurp her blog today.  Technologically, I cannot figure out how to create my own blog, so I thrive on commandeering other people’s technological possessions.  Selena just rocks for always being there for me!

Now since SCHOOLED 4.0 is four books in one.  I want to spend the remainder of this post discussing the fourth novella in the book, All Girls’ School.  It is a love story depicting the “sexual awakening” of one woman as she realizes her desire for female love and companionship.

Let’s go back in time—cue the foggy, blurry screen and flashback music.  My best friend was married to a man with a beautiful daughter and another on the way.  Sadly, that second daughter died in her arms when she was only eight days old.  It was devastatingly horrifying—as I’m sure anyone can imagine.  Well, what we don’t realize is that it is hard to grieve with another person.  We all grieve differently.  The different mourning paths she and her husband took veered them in very dissimilar directions, destroying their marriage.  It was sad to witness.

Eventually, my best friend found true love and complete understanding and acceptance in another woman.  They are now both blissfully happy. She and her ex-husband are great friends, so it all worked out for the best, despite the tragic and unbearable road they journeyed to get there.

Anyway, I wanted to write a lesbian-awakening.  I thought “short novella—piece of cake.”  Oh Hell was I wrong!  It’s really freaking hard, so damn hard, to write a book when you know virtually nothing about what your book is about.  I had to basically interrogate my friend on their relationship—their intimate affairs—everything!

One night, my husband and I went to dinner with them, and I just grilled both of them about lesbian sex and relationships.  They answered every single question—never letting me down or getting embarrassed by my inquisition.  My husband, however, struggled as he was about busting out of his boxer briefs—if you get my drift.  Actually, a little breeze or drift may have sent him over the edge at that point.

Then, later that night, I went on porn sites and watched some girl-on-girl action.  At that point, my husband was like “Honey, is there something you want to tell me?”  Hahaha!  I love that man!  He is such a trooper.

The point is, I didn’t want to let my friends down or write something that was so far from reality that people would roll their eyes and think “this chick doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” I wanted it to be real—sexually as well as intimately.  I wanted to tell a story that needs to be told.  My friend is happier now than she has ever been in her entire life, and I am thrilled for her.  I love…LOVE.  No matter what kind of love it is.  If it brings her happiness, then I don’t give a rat’s hairy ball sac if she loves a man or a woman.  Her heart is hers to give; she may give it to whomever she so desires.

Truthfully, I was terrified for my friend to read All Girls’ School.  I didn’t want to screw up the story.  I wanted to make them proud of me as well as themselves.  My friend sent me a text this morning.  This was her text, verbatim:  “I just finished the book.  It was wonderful.  It turned me on and made me tear up all at once.  You captured lesbian relationships perfectly.  It was so well-written.  Thank you for writing this book.”   So yeah, Deena Bright—NAILED IT!  😉  Thanks for reading today.  Hopefully, you delve into your smutty sides and give Schooled 4.0 a shot.

Four books for four bucks!  You can’t go wrong!

SCHOOLED

 EXCERPT:

BRIGGS

 From the Original Schooled (Book 1 in the Schooled Series)

“Damn girl, what took you so long?  Let’s dance.”  As I exit the bathroom, Briggs grabs me around the waist and pulls me toward the dance floor. My attempts at protest are futile. I’m no match for his strength and power—Hell, his magnetism.

It’s the slowest rap beat I’ve ever heard. It’s no “Push It.” Where are Salt-n-Peppa when you need them?  I cannot imagine how people dance to this music.  It isn’t the fast-pumping rap or upbeat pop music I’m used to dancing to.  It’s a slow, rhythmic pounding. I quickly learn that people don’t actually dance to it. They just slowly grind against one another.  It’s hot, slow, and so erotic.  It’s certainly a simulation of what else could happen if these movements were to continue all night. Oh, so hot. It’s been long, way too long.

Well this certainly isn’t helping my cause. Holy shit. Briggs places the front of his body tightly up against my back and bottom.  I can feel his breath on the side and back of my neck. His arms wrap around my waist, holding me tightly against his pelvis.  I can easily feel him rubbing, grinding, and moving into my backside, imitating a slow, easy, love-making motion.  He uses his hands to move my hips in a way that he wants them to move.  My body melts and melds into his.  I lose control of my senses and actions, letting him control my movements, as well as my desires.  This has got to be his ammo.  These moves, this seduction, have to be his weapon of choice.

I can’t allow my will to cave, for a student to do this to me.  But my God, it feels so good, so right.  It’s been so long, so frustratingly long.  I feel my will faltering, my decisions wavering. His penis begins to enlarge against me, finding its way to my ass. Only my linen skirt and thong and his loose-fitting athletic shorts stand between his hardening shaft and the crack of my butt.  I can feel its size.  Oh God.

“You’re so sexy Janelle.”  His raspy whisper tingles my ear, making me shiver and long for more. He just called me Janelle.  Oh shit.  This is getting out of hand. I have to stop this. Please give me the strength to stop this man.  No, to stop myself.  But instead of stopping it, I hear myself whimper, a sound of acquiescence. A sound of my will failing. I feel Briggs’ tongue slowly travel from the base of my neck to the tip of my earlobe. He starts to turn my body to face him. I moan and succumb to him, facing him.  His blue eyes are smoldering with the most passionate look of desire, a look I’ve never seen on a man’s face before. Never.  I have to have him.  I lean in to him; our lips meet.  His tongue finds mine, and my knees weaken.  I want to have him, devour him, feel him.  I need him. I swallow his moan and return my own.  His hands run down my back, pulling me closer into him, onto him.  I need this man.  I have to—

 Available on Amazon click here to buy.

 GIVEAWAY:

Simply leave a comment, and Deena will randomly draw two names on Friday, October 17th and each winner will receive a copy of SCHOOLED 4.0

 

Can’t Go Home (or can one?) Can’t Go Without (you should never go without a GOOD read).

A few weeks ago, Heidi Wiley (friend, avid reader and reviewer) recommended the book CAN’T GO HOME by Angelisa Stone.

I love getting recommendations from friends and readers, as I feel it’s a great way to discover new-to-me-authors.

I read this book (the first in Angelisa’s Oasis Waterfall Series) and fell in love with her voice, humor, and style of writing.

I immediately bought the second book in the series, CAN’T GO WITHOUT and devoured that book as well, and surprised myself, but I don’t want to tell you why, because I wouldn’t want to spoil the book for you.

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Night Owl

Thanks to Gitte Doherty and Jenny Aspinall from Totally Booked Blog for introducing me to a whole slew of new-to-me-writers and books to read. Gitte and Jenny’s joint reviews are entertaining and honest, and their author interviews are always an added bonus.
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Sunburn and Romance

rosannaPlease join me in giving a warm welcome (as only I know you wonderful people can) to romance author and fellow Canadian, Rosanna Leo.

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I’d like to extend a huge thank you to the super talented Selena for allowing me to be here today. What a thrill!

As an erotic romance author, I’ve had a chance to blog now about many different topics. Love. Sex. Gorgeous men and flustered heroines. I think I’ve touched on all of that now. I wanted to do something a little different  today. So because my fifth book SUNBURN was just released, I thought it was a good opportunity to consider what I’ve learned about writing romance.

1)      Good romance requires conflict. Sure, it might be easy to pen a novel about some guy who wanders to the corner store for milk, sees a gorgeous girl, they talk, fall in love and get married. But where’s the interest in that story? I think we’d all like an easy romance like that, but not in the books. Not that you need some dastardly villain lurking nearby, waiting to steal the dude’s milk carton or anything like that, but you need something to stir up some interest.

2)      I love seeing the normal girl-next-door get the hot guy. When I began writing, this was pretty much my mandate: geeky gal should end up with sexy (preferably immortal) dude. I still like this idea a lot. Heroes in romance lit are generally impossibly-beautiful men, and rightly so. However, there is nothing more gratifying to me than to pair that gorgeous fella with a regular gal, one with curves and hang-ups and issues. I love seeing those sparks fly.

3)      Be gracious to your readers. I’ve been darn fortunate. My readers have been incredibly kind to me, and I’ve been able to receive some lovely reviews that have warmed my cockles. Like any other author, though, I get the odd negative review. Do I stomp and curse? No. Do I plot that person’s demise? No, as tempting as it may be. There is no sense spreading negativity and I’m really pleased when anyone picks up my books. I say thank you and move on. Feedback is always a gift.

4)      And lastly, I think the thing that strikes me most is how supportive the romance community can be. Whether we’re talking readers or other writers or publishers, this community is warm and welcoming and inviting. I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be.

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Patience O’Conner is a travel blogger who lives for her work. Her dedication to her readers brings her to the famed Helios Resort in Mexico, a locale that stuns her with its beauty but at which she suffers from some very strange accidents.

Luckily, hunky resort bartender Apollo Delos is always there in the nick of time, a malcontent guardian angel. Apollo stuns Patience again and again with his life-saving abilities, to say nothing of his smoldering looks and apparent desire to keep her alive.

Before long, Patience wonders if there is more to the sexy bartender than mixed cocktails and insane first-aid skills. Something strange is happening at Helios and Apollo doesn’t want to talk about it.

Can Patience open herself up to this enigmatic man, even though she is terrified to be vulnerable again? And can Apollo recover from an eternity of hurt and learn to trust once more?

They must both decide before Death comes calling.

Excerpt:

She put her hand on his arm to get his attention. A sensual shiver ran up his spine.

“You do understand why I can’t drink, right? I come from a family of addicts. The addictive gene is in me. I can’t slip up even once. I’m terrified I’ll fall into the same patterns.” She paused, her eyes haunted and dark. “I was addicted to something, to someone, once. And I didn’t recognize myself by the end. I can’t go back there again. I have to stay strong.”

His head spun. Who was this person to whom she was addicted? He had to know. Was she married before? Was it a boyfriend?

Who hurt her?

He had to know, but there’d be time to find out later. Right now, she looked ready to crumple. Damn. Their conversation had struck a nerve in her.

He rushed out from behind the bar, knowing only he had to make her feel better, and pulled her into his arms. She yielded, all warmth and softness against him. She laid her head against his neck, and a tear dripped onto his skin.

Shit.

“Patience,” he whispered into her hair. “Please don’t cry. I won’t let him hurt you.”

Apollo with all his heart was making a vow. He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her; not the demon, and certainly not the little shit who’d hurt her once before.

She looked up, tears streaming down her face and her chest rising and falling with shaky breaths. “I’m sorry. It’s not like me to cry. I don’t know what came over me!”

“By all the gods,” he murmured, in a trance. Even in pain, she was mesmerizing. There was a healthy sheen to her skin. Her cheeks were rosy with emotion. Stray hairs had escaped her ponytail, ornamenting her face. “You are so beautiful.”

Her lips parted in a welcome she probably didn’t even realize she was extending. She sighed, and her breath poured over him, heating him to the core. He had to kiss her. There was suddenly no option but to kiss her.

He brushed his lips against hers, feeling no resistance. He moved slowly, bestowing feather-light kisses all over her mouth. And then, shocking and exciting him, her tongue slid into his mouth. Penetrating, seeking more.

Hungry.

Inflamed, he held her tighter, moving his body between her legs as she sat on the bar stool. Their kiss deepened as their tongues played and probed. He bit her lip, none too gently, and she moaned.

Oh, sweet Pandora’s box!

But as quickly as the kiss had crushed them, it was over. Patience pulled away and out of his arms. Dazed, his heart palpitated as she scrambled off the stool. And before he could recover to stop her, Patience ran away down the wooden path toward the lobby.

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One of the Original Bad Girls

Please welcome, Denise A. Agnew as she talks being a “Bad Girl” and her wonderful Daryk World Series.

Denise is also giving away a paperback copy of one of her books for one lucky winner.

(Contest details below)

Thank you so much to Selena Robins for the chance to say hello and sneak in a mention of Daryk Warrior, the last book in my Daryk World fantasy/sci-fi series at Ellora’s Cave. I’m also celebrating being one of the original bad girls of Ellora’s Cave. What does that mean? I’ve been an author with them for ten years.

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Do You Like a Little Danger with Your Romance?

Please join me in welcoming, award-winning, bestselling novelist, Tina Donahue, as she shares her thoughts on writing, introduces us to her two new releases, and holding a contest on this blog (details of contest below).

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Welcome Cat Johnson — A Sexy Cowboy, A Cookie Recipe & A Prize

Please join me in welcoming, fellow Samhain author, the award winning, Cat Johnson.

Cat is joining us for a chat, offering a wonderful prize to one lucky blog commenter, posting an excerpt of HOOKED and sharing a Cowboy Cookie Recipe.

Studs in Spurs and Cookies—delicious visuals. 🙂

Now available for pre-order on Amazon.

Prize:  To celebrate the September 13th e-Release of HOOKED (Studs in Spurs Book 4) Cat is giving away a download of RIDE (Studs in Spurs, Book 3) to one lucky blog commenter.

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