09 October 2015

Spotlight: Mine to Love - Lea Bronsen


Book two of the Hot Model Mine trilogy is finally here! Did you wonder what happened to erotic romance author Andrea and her irresistible cover model, Yushka, after the conference in Cannes?

In book one, The Perfect Shoot, things were complicated for the couple. He was much younger than her—practically the same age as her twins—and she'd spent half her life without a man. After much reflection, she ended up giving into her desire and taking Mr. Hot Model for lover. But what then after they traveled back to their separate lives?

Wait no more: They're here to tell the continuation of their sizzling love story :)



The writing conference in sunny Cannes was fantastical, a dream. Back at home, reality catches up with author Andrea Johnson and the sexy cover model of her book, Yushka. With tough working schedules, challenging family relations, and seductive temptation from all sides, the couple’s explosive romance is put to the test.

Will their love be strong enough to have a future?




While Yushka gets his duffel bag in the back seat, I lean against the side of the Corolla and stretch my arms on top of its roof. “You got everything?”

“Yeah.” He lifts the bag over his shoulder and tilts his head in direction of the front door. “We good to go?”

My pulse beats a little faster at the thought of him dropping that bag on my bedroom floor and lifting me in his arms instead. I’m so excited to be with him, I simmer inside, aching to touch and hold him. I want to have all of him at once, right now.

A spark of amusement plays in his gorgeous Asian eyes as he waits for me to make a move. “What’s on your mind, Princess?”

Holding his gaze, I smile, my fingers tapping a beat on the car hood to buy some time because I don’t know what to reply. I have a feeling whatever might come out of my mouth now, like I can’t wait to rip those clothes off you or I’m going to make you scream, will sound too cheesy. Why do we need to put our attraction into words, anyway? Once we’re home, there’ll be no reason to talk that much. We’ll do the talking with our more-than-capable hands and … um … mouths.

I tap a quick rap before stepping back from the car. “Come on.”

“Okay.” Widening his smile, he follows me to the front entrance.

I unlock and push the wood door open. “I hope your bag’s not too heavy. The elevator doesn’t work.”

“When are they gonna fix it?”

“Huh, good question.” I step forward, but when in the doorway, I spin to hold the door open for him. “I have no idea.”

“No?” With a raised brow, he passes me.

Just then, I move toward him, chest-to-chest, blocking him and his thick bag between myself and the doorframe.

“Oh!” He laughs.

As the door pushes into my back, squeezing me tighter against him, I put my hands on his waist. First above his clothes––the thick leather jacket and his shirt––then sneaking underneath both of them, my fingers splaying on his warm skin and stroking him.

Completely stuck, he tilts his head and stares into my eyes, his own sparkling with playfulness. “What are you up to?”

“You have a problem?” I move my hands out from beneath his shirt and go downward to palm his tight ass cheeks, pulling his crotch to me. My lower stomach and increasingly heating inner thighs seek to meet his. I want to be so near him he’ll feel my lust, and I want his lust to grow, too. I need us to join and be a match, a melting pot of desire, irresistible and untamable.

“I have to bribe you?” he asks, voice lower, and leans down to kiss me.

How did he guess? At the warm touch of his parted lips, delight rushes through me as if I’d had a shot of alcohol.

He retreats his face a few inches, enough to have a view of what he just kissed. “This good enough for you?” His voice comes out husky, a bit short of breath. With his free hand, he strokes and kneads my butt.

“One more,” I mouth with the next exhale of air. Though the door bores painfully into my back, I don’t want to move, loving the feel of being so close to Yushka, so intimate. It’s amazing how instantaneous and intense our connection is. Just wait till we get our clothes off.

Again, his warm lips land on mine, and we kiss greedily, nose-to-nose, wet tongues playing with each other. My inner pussy muscles clench, remembering too well what it’s like to have his cock inside. I breathe faster. A growing hardness in his crotch presses against me, provoking more tightening. Oh, God. Hot wetness glides down my pussy, wetting my panties. So ready, so soon… I mew into his mouth, and he rewards me with a guttural response, our mouths practically eating each other.

But this isn’t the right place. We need to move and play this torturous game and its grand finale somewhere else.

Releasing his lips, I gasp from our separation, but still manage to pull away.

“Fuck, you’re hot.” He inhales deeply and looks up, feverish eyes widening and trying to refocus.

As I step backward, forcing the door to open again, cold evening air sneaks between our heated bodies. “Let’s go,” I say with a croak, my chest heaving.

He gives a small nod and steps inside the low-lit lobby.


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29 September 2015

New Cover Alert! Paramour by Julie Morgan

Welcome to the cover reveal of Book 5 in the Southern Root Series!

Let's start with the blurb to Paramour..

Are you ready.




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How about the full cover now?

Author Bio:

Originally from Burleson, Texas Julie always had a love of books, especially paranormal stories. Julie finally took the leap to begin writing with encouragement from her family.

Having worked in IT her entire career, Julie now spends her free time writing. Living in Central Florida with her husband and daughter, her favorite pastime is reading children's stories to her daughter, especially those around animals.

10 September 2015

Suicide Prevention Day

So National Suicide Prevention Day kind of snuck up on me. As someone who deals with depression and has had suicidal thoughts in the past, I wanted to take a minute to share some things with you guys.

I'm a huge music person. I love music as much as I love writing and reading, which is to say, a lot. And on those days that the depression seems to be winning, I have some go-to songs that help me get into a better frame of mind. If you're like me and music is the balm that heals your soul, hopefully these will give you some new tunes to rock out to. And since I'm always on the lookout for new music, maybe you guys can share your power songs with me! (Also, I already know that these videos are going to look weird. I apologize in advance.)

This is my hardcore power song. It's one of those that, when I first heard it, I said, Holy crap, it's me. It's the first one on my playlist, and I crank it UP.

One of my favorite current bands. This song gets me pumped up and kind of excited for the future, even when it's scary.

This is one of my favorite bands and one of my favorite songs. This one gets my blood pumping and helps me feel better about the future.

A new-to-me band. It's a cautiously optimistic song about letting go of the past to head into the future.

Last one is one I use to remind myself that I don't need to compare myself to other people. No one wins when you do that.

Guest Post - Landra Graf

Raven -- Video Game Style

Thanks, first and foremost, are due to my host, Catherine Peace. Can't thank her enough for allowing me to hijack her blog. That being said I wanted to think about my story in a different way, and the idea suddenly came to me. What if Raven Pirate Assassin Spy was a video game?
Would it be RPG? Hell yes, I'd want people to choose which character they play. Either Sorella, Ian, or even a secondary party like Sorella's first mate, Bastille.  Heck, I'd even endorse role playing choices to change things up, but for those we'd have to add some more characters to the story, ones not part of the main book.
I'd definitely want this action based. So there's lots of fighting and continuous stream of challenges to face as the characters help Sorella locate her brother. It's perfect as a video game, right? Tough, assassin heroine on a journey to find her long-lost sibling. The other characters are there to help and would give insight into life on Sorella's ship, tag along on missions.
And then, add in some first-person shooter POV at certain tense scenes. Making it to the ship after a bar in Bourbon Street Pub in New Orleans. Taking out enemies as Sorella's ship the Liberte battles in the skies against a mercenary vessel.  There's so many possibilities - for action, romance, and a gazillion other things. The story building would be amazing, as well as weapon design. That gets my blood pumping...weapons.

That leads me to my question - Is there a book you've read (extra smiles if you name a romance) that you'd want to see in a videogame format? 

Blurb: Once Upon A Time...
Sorella Corvino lost her brother to The Cursed years ago. Sorella is so determined to find him, she'll make any deal, rescue the outcasts and those like him, and risk flying into any port to rescue him. When her latest pirate efforts partner her with a bounty hunter who's too charming, sexy, and handsome for his own good, she knows she's in trouble.
Ian Marshall no longer believes in fairy tales…
Disowned and a marked criminal in the United States, this merchant turned bounty hunter, is one bounty away from freedom; and freedom's price is handing over one person to the most cutthroat gang in the world, The Cursed. Yet, he can't get to them without Sorella's help. Too bad she's gorgeous, aggravating, and a little trigger happy.
As the attraction mounts, the danger grows and the pair find themselves invading a skin trader den, the ballrooms of dictator-ruled Germany, and fighting battles in the sky in the hopes of getting everything they want. Only thing they didn't plan on... falling in love.
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“I already paid off the police, at least for the moment. Until your cousin offers them more.” The words rolled off her tongue matter-of-factly as if this sort of situation occurred every day. His pants tightened at her words. A woman who feared nothing, who didn’t believe in danger.
“Very generous of you.”
“Hmm?” She stopped playing with her balisong knife and looked at him.
He came toward her, arms open, expecting her to move away from the door and put distance between them. She didn’t. “You protected me at your own expense.”
“I thought you might take my generosity as replacement for me losing the bet.”
Less than six inches separated their bodies. The pulse point at her neck fluttered, her breath shallow. Her knife stilled in her hand, closed, but ready to deploy. She waited for him to make a move.
The distinct possibility existed he’d be dead in the next minute, but her lips were deep red, like cherries he’d eaten in late summer. To leave them untouched would be a crime. “You thought wrong.”
He leaned in. She gasped, and then he kissed her.
She’d been kissed before, but it had merely been her parents’ chaste touches to her cheeks or forehead, and, once, her fiancĂ© had brushed her lips with his. Otherwise, she had remained untouched until now. As he touched the tip of his tongue to her closed mouth, a sinful sensation swamped her body. Gooseflesh broke out underneath her clothes, and little hairs stood up on the back of her neck.
Sorella grabbed the lapels of his coat and opened her mouth. Something carnal took over, an instinct to engage his tongue in some primitive dance. If this was considered uncivilized, she’d gladly abandon society and all its norms.
As fast as the moment began, it ended, and Ian pulled back a few inches. “You taste amazing.”
He did, too; like peppermint, and…. “You taste familiar.” Not as if she’d tasted him before, but somehow the aromatic tang of his mouth and the scent of his breath on an exhale resonated within her. She’d bottle it if she knew how. “Kiss me again.”
“As my captain commands.”

31 July 2015

Welcome to Wiccan Haus

Meet the unusual residents of the Wiccan Haus.

The staff can get a little hairy, and not all of the guests eat what’s served in the dining hall. But the Rowan siblings do what they can to make the resort a place of healing and peace, using all of their years of practice. At the Haus, where humans and paranormals reside side by side, everyone in need of the services are welcome. If some happens to fall in love then all the better.

Welcome to the Wiccan Haus.

Shifting Hearts
Book 1 in the Wiccan Haus Series
By Dominique Eastwick
Decadent Publishing
Release date July 31st 2015
Heat Level 4
Isbn 978-1-61333-841-4

The last of his kind…
Rekkus is the last of the great Black Tiger weres, and he’s happy to stay that way. Working as head of security for the Wiccan Haus, a magical spa for inner healing, he has enough danger to keep him busy. Unfortunately, the Fates are not content with him being comfortable.

Alone and discouraged…
Dana has walked away from everything—her fiancĂ©, family, job, and apartment. A stay at the Wiccan Haus may be the only way she can move on. But what she finds isn’t what she expects, nor is it what she thought she’d been seeking.

If they can open themselves up they might discover that being together can be better than being alone and learn that passion can burn in those who least expect it.

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“It’s not safe for you here with me. I left you alone last night, but, if you stay, I’m not sure I can honor a request to stop a second time.”
“I felt it, too,” she blurted, unable to keep it to herself any longer.
Rekkus moved so fast, she never saw him actually take a step. Strong, wet arms wrapped around her, and her breasts pressed against his chest. His eyes searched hers. He must have seen what he searched for because his lips were on hers with feverous desire before she formed another thought, demanding she open for him. And no part of her considered denying him anything. Butterflies churned in her stomach until she shook. In all the years with Frank, and it had been a great many, she’d never felt this, like fire threatened to engulf her.
Dana wound her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his damp hair and deepening the kiss. His moan allowed her to gather the nerve and strength to urge him forward. He forced her past her comfort zone into accepting the sexy seductress screaming to be let out. She knew what he most desired because she wanted it too. Wanted him, all of him, every naked inch, right there, next to the lake, not even a ten-minute walk from the Haus. Anyone might stumble across them, and she didn’t care. It almost added to the allure of having him. What she needed it to be.

Wiccan Haus Order of Books  

Shifting Hearts by Dominique Eastwick 
A Man Worth Fighting For by Sara Daniel 
An Apple Away by Kate Richards 
Siren's Serenade by Dominique Eastwick 
Psychic Lies by Sara Daniel 
Shifter's Dance By Vanessa North 
Unveil my Heart by Nya Rayne 
Shifter's Song By Vanessa North
Finding Her A-Muse-ment by Rebecca Royce 
Guarding His Heart by Carolyn Spear 
Lifebound by Leigh Daley 

The 13th Guest by Rebecca Royce 

30 July 2015

Guest blogging + GIVEAWAY!

Still not sure if Uri & Shadi are for you? Why not hop over to Jessica Subject's blog where I'm sharing a long excerpt and giving away an Amazon Gift Card?

Wanna see something cool?

I'm over at Jessica Subject's blog today sharing an exclusive excerpt from Gemini! Plus, I'm giving away a $5 Amazon gift card to one lucky commenter. Stop on by!
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