Book Reviews now accepted through The Book Escape E-zine. Please contact Jennifer at: thebookescapemag@gmail.com with your blurb, release date, author name, and publisher. Thank you!

Monday, February 25, 2013

A Kitchen Affair & Wine Knowledge with Carol Preflatish...


Thanks for hosting me here today, Jennifer. I'm excited to share some new knowledge I have about wine with your readers.

My current book is "A Kitchen Affair" and about a culinary student trying to make ends meet when she's hired by a millionaire bachelor to cook for some of his dinner parties. If you read many romance novels, you know where this is going.

I'm not a wine connoisseur, so I had to do a lot of research to write the scenes where they have to order wine. I had to figure out what wine would go with the type of food they were having for their meal. I have to admit it was so much fun reading and learning about the different types of wines. I'm not letting that research go to waste with just one story either. My future books many have lots of wine drinking in them.

Surprisingly, the best place I found for wine research wasn't on the Internet. It was in my Better Homes and Gardens cookbook, which included a chart inside defining the different types of wines.

One of the more interesting things I also learned about wine is that different wines should be served in different style glasses.  For instance, red and burgundy wines are served in a glass with a larger bowl. White wines are served in a similar style glass, but a bit smaller. Who knew? Sparkling wines and champagne should be served in a long stem flute glass.

One thing that I was amazed to find out is that sherry is a type of wine made from white grapes. Remember watching the old television show, Frazier? He was always drinking sherry with his brother. Dry sherry is considered an appetizer wine and served cold, or it can be sweet and served at room temperature after a meal, like on Frazier. On that show, they usually drank it from a very small sized glass, but according to my research, it should be served in a glass similar to the red wine glass, but shorter.

If you want to see how well I put my new knowledge of wine to work, check out my book, "A Kitchen Affair," at: 

Sweet Cravings Publishing, http://bit.ly/VyZQxX
Amazon for Kindle at http://amzn.to/UM35iq
B&N for Nook at http://bit.ly/XmOIRV

You can also keep up to date on my writing by visiting my web page at http://CarolPre.webs.com or my Facebook page at http://www.facebook.com/AuthorCarolPreflatish

 
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I'd like to thank Carol for joining us today. I certainly learned a thing or two about wine. :) Don't for get to check out Carol's links and pick up your copy of A Kitchen Affair today!

Best wishes,
~Author Jennifer Labelle~
http://www.jenniferlabelle.com

Thursday, February 21, 2013

A New Release, A GIVEAWAY & A Blizzard that heats the pages with Taryn Kincaid...


Sometimes, when I’m traveling up or down  the New York State Thruway (usually down because it means my work assignment is finished and I can concentrate on making stuff up) and the 18-wheelers and semis go whizzing by me (or I whiz by Smart Cars and Mini Coopers), some weird fantasies pop into my head.

I love driving most especially in the summer and fall when there are often farmer’s markets at some of the rest stops (hello, Ulster County, I’m talking about you!) with all kinds of fruit and vegetable breads, wonderful crisp NYS apples (fall) and sweet corn (summer).

But I do have to make the trip, sometimes, in the winter.  And some of those have been in storms, my grip on the steering wheel, white-knuckled, the tension in my neck muscles like a vise.

Now the events of BLIZZARD have never happened to be in real life, but I do admit to a secret thing for highway rest stops! (One of my steamiest scenes, in an unpublished romantic suspense I thought I’d try, took place in the rest room of a highway rest stop. Between an FBI agent and his witness. But that’s another tale.)

This one’s BLIZZARD. It sizzles and it’s steamy, but it’s also tender and romantic, with a sweet HEA.


Do you engage in fantasies when you drive?  Do you make up stories? What’s your highway of choice? How’d you like to get stuck in a blizzard with sexy Jack Manning? Let me know and I’ll send a random commenter some swag goodies and an ebook from my backlist (anything except BLIZZARD or FROST).

 

                                                BLIZZARD

 

A short story from Decadent Publishing’s The Edge erotica line

 

BLURB:

Mandy Malone ditches her pharmaceutical convention and the married male colleagues hitting on her to hurry home to her waiting family. But she doesn’t bank on the blizzard that forces her off the road, into a deserted rest stop. When she meets another road refugee, their attraction is immediate and molten hot. Suddenly, getting stranded doesn't seem like such bad luck after all.

Although totally unprepared for Mandy’s unvarnished proposition, Jack is intrigued by the erotic offer promising a night of no-questions-asked sex. But when he notices the wedding band on Mandy’s finger, will he forego the lure of a torrid clandestine affair, or give in to the fantasy of blazing hot sex on a wintry night?
 

EXCERPT:

“Is this what you’re looking for, lady?”

            Mandy glanced up, startled by the deep, rumbling baritone that seemed loud in the fairly quiet building. Even more startled by the tall, gorgeous hunk of manhood bundled into a down parka and standing next to her table.

            I could totally jump him. Right here. Right now. 

From nowhere, steamy erotic images of what she wanted to do with the man leaped unbidden into her head. Beneath her sweater, her breasts swelled, her nipples hardened with need. She’d never felt such instant attraction to anyone, such a frantic desire to get naked and get fucked. Maybe it was a reaction to her frightening experience on the Thruway. Or maybe something else created the overpowering chemistry.

Besides being the most handsome man she’d ever laid eyes on, he held out a battery-operated pocket charger. Nearly alone with him in the deserted rest stop…and still she felt…safe. A sigh escaped her as he stared down at her.

“It’s not the only thing I’m looking for.”  Her voice, husky and sultry, and laden with blatant sexual innuendo, shocked her. Where had those words come from?

“Yeah?” The man removed his parka, revealing a plaid flannel shirt, the triangle of a white, cold-weather T peeping from the open neckline. As he raised his arms, thick bands of muscle rippled across his chest, beneath the layers of fabric.  He stared down at her with brilliant azure eyes, bluer than a lake under the summer’s sun. His hair, which curled a bit boyishly at his temples, resembled a wet beach, light, dirty brown, with shimmering bronze threads straggling through the locks. But this was no boy. No indeed.

God. Gorgeous did not even begin to cover it. The longer he looked at her, the hotter she became. So hot she suddenly felt she could do anything, dare anything with this man.

  

Taryn Kincaid lives in beautiful Bora Bora. Or wishes she did. When she's not parasailing up and down the Hudson River, taking care of her aging pet walrus, or volunteering at the local animal shelter [oh, HELL, no], she loves to arrange her voodoo doll-pin collection and practice chanting. At this moment, Taryn is busy adjusting the tin foil to throw the CIA (Culinary Institute of America) off her trail. She hangs around a lot on Facebook and Twitter with her trillions of fans and pops in at Goodreads from time to time. You can catch her on her website, http://tarynkincaid.com, and her blog, http://dreamvoyagers.blogspot.com where she lives for comments!

 
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I'd like to thank Taryn for joining us today. Please comment with your email address' and your choice of her backlist (excluding Blizzard or Frost) for a chance to win.
Taryn will announce her winner on Monday Feb. 25th
 
Best wishes,
~Author Jennifer Labelle~

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Dangerous Beauty & A GIVEAWAY with Tali Spencer...


Writing the Cross-Genre Series

Hi Jennifer, and thanks for welcoming me back. I was here a few months ago for my debut novel, Captive Heart, and your readers were so welcoming I’ve returned to tell them about the second book in the series, Dangerous Beauty. Just like last time, I’ll also be giving away a copy of the book to one of the commenters. All they need to do is leave a comment and an email address.

One thing I am doing with my Pride of Uttor series is blending genres. I don’t mean just blending romance and fantasy—something all of the books in the series do—but also orientation. Most of the books will be M/F, but a few of them will be M/M. Dangerous Beauty is one of the M/M books. Several people warned me against doing that, mixing orientations, but if all goes well I will be writing a very long series and not everyone in the series is straight. Just like the people all around me, the families in my Uttor saga have diverse sexual histories and interests. I find all their stories fascinating and want to tell them.

When doing a series with both M/F and M/M books, I feel it’s only fair to make each book completely standalone. That way a reader who loves the series, but doesn’t want to read about a particular sexual pairing, can skip the book and still be able to reenter the series with the next book. The events of one book aren’t necessary to understand or enjoy how the story unfolds in any other book. All information the reader needs to know is in the book itself.

So a reader of Dangerous Beauty doesn’t have to have read Captive Heart. A few characters from the first book make return appearances but it’s not necessary to have met them before: they make perfect sense as new characters, too. Because the Uttor series follows the romantic lives of a large brood of brothers and sisters, and members of another family in their new country, there’s overlap between their stories. Along the way, readers will get to know all the family members and their quirks, loves, triumphs and failures.

Blurb:

Once the Kordeun family ruled Sebboy…now they are imperial captives of the Uttoran Emperor. Devout and studious, Endre Kordeun loves his family and will do anything to free them, even if that means pretending he’s gay so he can pass messages to his father’s shady allies. With his golden good looks and a beautiful male courtesan posing as his lover, Endre finds Uttor’s decadent society more than willing to believe his ruse.

But when a passionate kiss from a dark, gorgeous man unlocks feelings Endre had been hiding even from himself, lies start to unravel. Arshad, prince of Tabar, is Endre’s match in every way…including a shared love for science and celestial mechanics. Going forward with his charade will be dangerous, and not only because he might be discovered. In that event, even his own father would kill him. How much is Endre willing to risk for love?

Excerpt:

Arshad pressed his right palm to Endre’s face and from there ran his fingers into the youth’s hair, unafraid now of exercising possession. For the first time, his quarry looked him in the eyes with clear consent. All he knew for certain was that he was about to lose his heart.

“Why me?” he asked softly. He knew all the answers, but it was important for Endre to articulate the right ones.

“I told you. I find you attractive. The other night, I could hardly take my eyes off your cock and I haven’t stopped thinking about it, in ways that feel wrong but…I want to explore them, and—” He was floundering prettily, but Arshad thought he would soon stumble back into reason. “And you’re interesting. I stayed late at one of Bamalfi’s parties just to listen to you discourse on optics. My captain, Jedrus, had to drag me away. And I respect you and I believe—or at least I hope—you respect and understand me, because you lent me that book, and then there’s what happened with Yanni when you tried to help me. You haven’t run to the emperor or anything and…and I think I can trust you.”

There. He’d found his way to it.

“Be sure, princeling. You will need to trust me a great deal.”

“I cannot trust you with everything. But I believe I can trust you with this.”

Arshad bent to press his lips to Endre’s, savoring the sharp intake of breath just before they kissed, the way the youth closed his eyes and simply waited. He moved his lips freely, laying leisurely claim, issuing reassurance along with desire. He spent time on tender discovery, tracing the shape of Endre’s mouth, finding his taste sweet. His breath was redolent of the fennel seed he had probably chewed on the way to his door. Charming, yet completely masculine, the deep cavern of his mouth inhabited by an inexperienced tongue that ardently sparred with his. When Endre relaxed, his mouth open and actively seeking exploration, Arshad pulled back. His cock was hard, eager to begin its conquest. But he knew better than to obey his single-minded companion.

“You have dreamed of me?” he said, “Well, I have dreamed of you. I have dreamed of what you might look like without these.” He plucked at the fabric of Endre’s tunic, lifting the fine linen away from his chest. When he let it fall back, he glimpsed the telltale points of hardened nipples. “Strip. Show me.”

Endre obeyed without hesitation. Indeed, he wore a slight smile. Nothing in his young life gave him reason to think his looks would meet with anything other than approval. He removed his boots first, then his garments. As each shed item of clothing fell to the floor, the body being revealed inspired Arshad to vivid and graphic fantasies. He held himself still, watching the unveiling with an excitement that rose quite literally with each span of exposed skin.

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Dangerous Beauty is available at Resplendence Publishing and also at AllRomance.

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I’m giving away a copy of the ebook to one commenter on this thread. To enter, simply leave a comment and your email address. The email is a must. Without that, I have no way to contact you if you win. I will draw the winner on Saturday morning, February 23rd.

Thanks, Jennifer, for allowing me to stop by and speak to your readers! I’ll leave some links for anyone who wishes to contact me. I’m pretty easy to find. My blog: http://talismania-brilliantdisguise.blogspot.com/

 My Amazon.com author page. 

My Goodreads author page.

I'm on Facebook

and Twitter


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I'd like to thank Tali for joining us again. It's always a pleasure to have you join us. Please leave a comment with your email address' to enter her generous giveaway.
 
Best wishes,
~Author Jennifer Labelle~


Friday, February 15, 2013

A GIVEAWAY & A Sneak Peak with Nell Dixon...


Thank you for inviting me to your blog today. How did you spend your Valentine’s Eve? Did you get roses? Chocolates? A romantic candlelit dinner? I’m willing to bet it wasn’t quite the same as my hero and heroine in Lights, Camera, Poltergeist! Fae, and her boyfriend, Flash, spent Valentine’s Eve in a spooky Scottish Manor house and everything was definitely not as it should have been.

Lights, Camera, Poltergeist! came about by readers requests. My previous story, Cue Me In,
 

led to lots of readers asking for another story featuring Fae and the Ghost UK team.

This time the story is set in Scotland. Romantic huh? I thought it might be fun to tell you a bit of a fun fact about Scotland. Author, Bram Stoker, is said to have taken the inspiration for his novel, "Dracula," from Slains Castle in Cruden Bay, which is wild and remote. Scotland has many myths and one is the selkie. This is a creature in the shape of a seal that can turn into a beautiful woman. On the fashion front, modern kilts have up to eight meters of material. A modern take on the kilt is to use leather, instead of traditional tartan. There’s a man in a kilt in Lights, Camera, Poltergeist! But I don’t want to give the mystery away.
Here’s a little about Lights, Camera, Poltergeist!
Things don’t just go bump in the night, sometimes they throw tea cups!
As the presenter for Ghost Uk, the leading TV show investigating paranormal activity, Fae thought she’d seen it all. Until a Valentine’s Eve live show from Scotland’s Fingelly Manor upsets both her preconceptions and her love life.
And a wee taster!
Fae snuggled down deeper into the chunky knitted roll neck of her sweater and wished she could shake off the eerie sensations. She puffed out a sigh and watched her breath condense in the air before her face. It wasn’t only the room that was chilly. The relationship between herself and John had taken on a distinctly frosty tinge lately too.
She strolled across the room to the huge diamond leaded window that would have filled the room with light if it hadn’t been shrouded in dust and some dark red velvet drapes that had seen better days. Out in the corridor the electricians and tech staff were hammering and cursing the ancient electrical wiring.
The afternoon light had already started to fade and fingers of frost were beginning to form at the corners of the window. A flicker of movement near the trees on the far side of the lawn caught her attention and she leaned forward, almost bumping her nose against the glass in her quest to see what it was.
Whatever or whoever she thought she’d seen had vanished and she relaxed back on her heels. Working as a presenter on Ghost UK had made her jumpy. Every dark corner now held the possibility of something spooky. In such a deserted spot it was unlikely that anyone would be outside in the grounds, especially in this freezing weather.
“Fae, darling, there you are!”
She turned around to see her producer, Tim, sweeping towards her. She pasted a fake smile on her lips when she saw he was accompanied by the owner of the house, Giles McGinty, Laird of Fingelly. She’d already met Giles when she’d arrived and her impressions hadn’t been favourable.
“Giles has invited us all to dinner tonight before we start filming. Isn’t that marvellous?” Tim raised his eyebrows at her.
“That’s very kind.” Fae was quick enough to pick up the signal.
Giles smiled at her, his gaze lingering just a fraction of a second too long on her bust before raising his gaze to her face. “The pleasure is all mine. I’m looking forward to getting to know you all better before the filming.”
She suppressed a shudder as his dark eyes locked on her face. “John and I will look forward to it.”
© Nell Dixon 2013
http://www.nelldixon.com
Romance with Heart
Amazon UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/Lights-Camera-Poltergeist-ebook/dp/B00AW5JC9I/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1357229677&sr=8-1
Why not read more about Fae in Cue Me In? Haunted happenings in a Welsh Castle.
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GIVEAWAY TIME!
 
I'd like to thank Nell for joining us, and for sharing her two very intriguing books with us. Today Nell has generously offered to giveaway a copy of, Cue Me In, to one lucky commenter so please leave a comment with your email address for a chance to win.
 
Nell will draw her winner on Monday Feb. 18th
 
 
Best wishes,
~Author Jennifer Labelle~

 

 

Monday, February 11, 2013

A GIVEAWAY & An Interview with J.M. Kelley

Sometimes, returning home isn’t about confronting your past; it’s about discovering your future.
Janie McGee, the black sheep of her family, is free-spirited, uninhibited, and never one to stay in the same place for too long. When Janie learns her father, Joe, is gravely ill, she reluctantly returns home to rural Pennsylvania to care for him. Joe’s neighbor, David Harris, sports a pocket protector, collects coins, and is addicted to Antiques Roadshow. Everything about him rubs Janie the wrong way, from his nerdy wardrobe to his enviable friendship with Joe. And to make matters worse, her father thinks they’re perfect for each other, proof positive of how little Joe knows his own daughter…or so Janie thinks.

A shared devotion to the elder McGee begins to close the gulf between Janie and David, but a burgeoning romance opens the door to new problems and unexpected consequences neither could foresee. Joe, however, remains steadfast in his resolve to show Janie that Daddy knows what’s best for his little girl. Can Janie finally open her heart to David while watching the first man she ever truly loved fade away?


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INTERVIEW

1.      How long have you been an author?

I’ve always loved writing, but about five years ago I started writing with the goal of publication in mind. Though, if you want to be literal, my first published work was in kindergarten. A thrilling two-sentence piece about horsies and being a millionaire was published in my local newspaper’s Junior Dispatch. They mailed me a dollar bill when it made the paper. Hey, it’s a writing credit.

2.      What is your favourite genre?

In terms of writing, I like to stay true to story and character driven romances and women’s fiction. Where reading is concerned, I’m all over the place. It truly depends on my mood. I can swing from horror to romance to one of the classics in a heartbeat.

3.      If someone hasn't read any of your work, what book would you recommend they start with and why?

I think Daddy’s Girl, my latest release, would be a great start. As much as I love all my characters, this novel was so emotional to write, and I’m incredibly proud of the end result. To say it is near and dear to my heart would be a massive understatement.

4.      What is the biggest surprise you’ve discovered about the writing process?

There’s much that surprises me: The emotional toll it can take, the excitement it brings, the despair when you can’t find the right words to bring what’s in your head to paper. It can be cathartic, and it can be stressful. Writing is either like having your own personal therapist, or is what is driving you to consider therapy…or it can be both at the exact same time.

5.      Can you tell us about one of your current works in progress?

I’m dabbling in the paranormal with a romance due out in June of 2013. It’s called Mediocre Magic, and my goal is to deliver a light touch of the magical in a fun, but sweet story. It’s certainly fun to write, though it’s also a challenge.

6.      Name one thing readers would be surprised to know about you.

Oh, that list could be endless. I’m a very sarcastic, dry-witted person, and that gives people a certain perception of me that might not always be accurate. I’m not as much of an open book as my followers think I am. There’s a lot I carry inside that is only revealed to those closest to me. The greater the emotional connection to an event or subject, the less likely I am to put my feelings out there.


7.      Name your top three writing goals?

To meet my current deadline, no matter what the gods, or my dedication to procrastination, do to throw me off course.

To stop abusing the word ‘then’ in my manuscripts. I’m a ‘then’ addict, and I just don’t know why.

To improve, improve, improve. I feel like I’m still learning, and my greatest hope is that each story shows forward motion in terms of learning my craft.

Fun Questions -

1.      If you had a warning label, what would it say?

Warning: Contents Under Pressure. Do Not Store Next To Open Flame.

2.      If you had the chance to meet one of your characters privately, who would it be and what would you do?

Can I choose a pair? In my work in progress, I’ve fallen in love with the aunt and mother of my heroine. They’re elderly identical twins, and I think if they existed in real life, they would be an absolute hoot. I’d do some shots with the old coots and sit back and watch what happens next.


3.      What is the naughtiest thing you’ve ever done?

I refuse to answer that on the grounds that it may incriminate and mortify me! But I will admit it was a hell of a lot of fun.


4.      Finally, can you give us your contact links? 

Readers can contact me via readers@jmkelleywrites.com. I’m on Twitter as @authorjmkelley, and Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/pages/JM-Kelley/108021242585994, and my website and blog are located at www.jmkelleywrites.com
 
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GIVEAWAY TIME!
I'd like to thank J.M. for joining us. It was a pleasure getting to know you. Today J.M. has generously offered one lucky commenter a Kindle or Nook copy of Daddy's Girl. So please leave a comment with your email address for a chance to win it.
J.M. will announce her winner on Thurs. Feb. 14
Best wishes,
~Author Jennifer Labelle~

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Perfect, by M.A. Chruch

What if the gods walk among us?
Cupid (Latin, cupido, meaning "desire") in Roman mythology is the god of desire, affection, and erotic love. His Greek counterpart is Eros, but Cupid is also known in Latin as Amor ("Love").
Many names for one person, right?
Eros appears in Classical Greek art as a young-looking, slender-winged youth who is often depicted as being mischievous, but during the Hellenistic period he’s increasingly portrayed as a chubby boy. It was during this time he acquired the bow and arrow that remains a distinguishing attribute; a person, or even a deity, who’s shot by Cupid's arrow is filled with uncontrollable desire. But he also has arrows that could fill someone with hate.
But… what if the gods do walk among us?
What if Cupid is more than what the mythology tells us? What if he isn’t married to Psyche, and insteads stumbles across a human male who is destined to be his mate while in Las Vegas at The Palms, shooting his arrows to meet his quota? Heavenly day, what if Cupid wants to take human form and age himself so he can attract the interest of this man?
What if we humans have no idea just how badly we’ve messed up the pantheon?
And finally, what if there’s a side to Cupid we’ve never heard about? The dark, obsessive side of love that’s caused more than one war throughout time; an alter ego known as Jealousy that even the god of all gods, Zeus, fears? Can the love of the human known as Jeff control Jealousy? Can he tame the beast?
Can Jeff be…
Sequel to Priceless
The Gods: Book Two 
http://youtu.be/q50GEjdliWo book trailer for Perfect
Blurb:
Jaded billionaire Jeff Mayfield loves only what his money and power can buy, but the Fates have plans for him. First a player in Jeff’s casino hits a huge jackpot and things turn hectic. Then, in the middle of the chaos, Jeff lays eyes on the unbelievably sexy Cam Smith—Cupid in his human form.
Seized by lust, Jeff makes a move, only to find himself on the receiving end of a blistering wave of sexual intent. Cam disassembles Jeff’s self-image and puts it back together upside down. But Jeff isn’t the only one struggling with control. Cam’s alter ego is Jealousy, and if he loses his composure, the consequences will be deadly.
Excerpt:
Jeff backed Cam into the door and brushed his lips across Cam’s. Heat flared between them as Jeff lost himself in the feel of Cam’s soft lips and scratchy five o’clock shadow. He enjoyed the kiss, but something was missing. He raised a hand and rested it on Cam’s neck. His strong, quick pulse thudded under the silky skin.
Cam slid his hands around Jeff’s waist and suddenly turned them around. Surprised, Jeff broke the kiss. He opened his mouth to say something but Cam leaned into him, backed him up against the door, and attacked his mouth. Desire roared out of nowhere, knocking Jeff off stride as Cam took over again.
Jeff’s head spun with pleasure as Cam ground against him. Shock waves of pleasure raced through his body. Shaking from the intensity, he moaned as Cam led him down a whole new path; he was actually concerned he’d come in his pants… from a kiss. Breathing harshly, they broke apart.
“I need to go inside.” Cam ran his thumb over Jeff’s wet bottom lip.
“Let’s go.”
“I’m going inside; you’re going back to your friends.”
Confused, disappointed, and aroused to the point of pain, Jeff ran his hands through his hair.
“Are you…? Do you mean to tell…? Dammit, Cam.” Jeff rested his head against the door. “I’m dying here. You really aren’t going to invite me in?”
“‘Fraid not. I told you, I don’t fuck on the first date.”
“Jesus God help me,” Jeff mumbled, trying simultaneously not to get angry and calm his raging body. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
“I have lots of ideas of what to do to you, but not right now.”
A shiver ran up Jeff’s spine.
“Take my number, and call me when you’re ready to meet in the morning,” Cam said. “I’ll be waiting.”
“You sure I can’t change your mind?”
“I’m sure.”
“Okay, fine.” Jeff struggled to keep the disappointment off his face. Cam really was serious. “Give it to me.”
Cam barely hid the grin that teased his lips. Oh, he intended to, and it was gonna blow Jeff away.
M.A. Church
M.A. Church lives in the southern United States and spent many years in the elementary education sector. She is married to her high school sweetheart and they have two children. Her hobbies are gardening, walking, attending flea markets, watching professional football, racing, and spending time with her family on the lake.
But her most beloved hobby is reading. From an early age, she can remember hunting for books at the library. Later nonhuman and science fiction genres captured her attention and drew her into the worlds the authors had created. But always at the back of her mind was the thought that one day, when the kids were older and she had more time, she would write a book.
By sheer chance she stumbled across a gay male romance story on the web and was hooked. A new world opened up and she fell in love. Thus the journey started. When not writing or researching, she enjoys reading the latest erotic and mainstream romance novels.
Links:
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I'd like to thank MA Chruch for sharing with us today. Perfect sounds like an intriguing read and I wish you many, many sales.
 
 
Best wishes,
~Author Jennifer Labelle~


Monday, February 4, 2013

Spank by Alan Daniels

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After a long career as a daily newspaper reporter working to deadline on stories assigned by editors,  I decided to write something for my own pleasure - and hopefully for the pleasure of others. Over the years, many people asked me if I had ever written a novel and my response was always the same: "With a young family and a full-time career, where would I find the time?” And in many ways, this was true.  
 
It's probably no different than being a chef, the last thing you want to do when you get home is cook for someone else! So while writing had always been a joy for me, the thought of putting pen to paper after a long day at the office or on assignment in some far corner of the world, held no appeal for me. So when finally I found myself with time on my hands - well, I had no more excuses, did I? 
 
The question then became, what to write? Like most writers, I had accumulated scraps of paper and scribbles in notebooks with ideas for that great 'first novel'. But when it comes to nailing one of them down it's not always so easily done. In the end, while I'd like to offer a great anecdote explaining why I chose erotica, I'm afraid the truth is more prosaic. It just occurred to me one day to get on with it...and so I did!
 
Spank: The Improbable Adventures of George Aloysius Brown tells the story of a would-be author who is challenged to delve into the world of erotica. He forms a literary alliance with a young university student he meets in his creative writing class, and the two of them join forces in a bid to win a literary award. Some might be tempted to call it a 'crossover novel'—because it's also a humourous story about love and relationships—but I think that does erotica writers a disservice. Just like my hero George, I believe good writing is good writing, whatever the genre it’s packaged in.
 
So I hope you will enjoy the ‘improbable’ adventures of my hero George, and his young friend Catherine Mallory Jones, as they begin their journey and are swept into a vortex of strange and fascinating characters.
 
And a big thank you to Jennifer for allowing me to share my work with you all.

 
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Excerpt:

It's my turn to lead. I play with him, teasing him, letting the excitement build slowly. I am the hunter. He is the prey. He lies on his back and closes his eyes as my fingers prowl his body. I kneel at his side, running my fingertips up and down his chest, dancing them lower, drumming on the taut muscles of his stomach, teasing the blond curls below, stalking the pearl black quarry. I don't touch it. He moans softly, his breath coming in shallow gasps. Then suddenly I reach for it, squeeze it, stroke it, and feel it spasm. A single white pearl appears at the tip and hungrily I swallow it, tasting its sweet saltiness. He cries out and covers my hand with his. Then abruptly he sits up, grabbing me by the wrist and pulling me across his lap.  In an instant, the hunter becomes the hunted. I feel a stab of pleasure between my legs. Gently, he strokes my thighs and buttocks. I thrust them up, feeling an old familiar longing. And then he spanked me. It was the sweetest, most erotic, most sensuous yet, administered at length until I knew I couldn't last another moment. I spun away, showing him his handiwork, how pretty in pink it looks. Then I took him, swallowing his black beauty between my burning cheeks.

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I'd like to thank Alan for joining us today. I don't know about you, but I love learning new things about writers that peak my interest, especially when they are new to me. Please enjoy the great excerpt above and follow the links to purchase the book and learn more about Alan and his work.
 
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~Author Jennifer Labelle~