Monday, December 15, 2014

Purely Professional Interview with Elia Winters #BDSM #EroticRomance


Today we have erotic romance author Elia Winters in the spotlight, chatting about what's in her nightstand (which is by far more interesting than her lack of a desk) and her spicy BDSM release, Purely Professional. Elia will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

Interview questions for Elia Winters… .

Quick round:
Coffee, tea or…what’s your vice?
I’ve been a tea drinker all my life, but over the last few months I’ve finally developed a taste for coffee, and it’s a dangerous road. I asked for a Chemex for Christmas and I’m so excited to try it.

Favorite Movie:
I have a special place in my heart for Contact. It’s part of why I was an astronomy minor in college. (Advanced physics is why I didn’t keep an astronomy major in college.)

Favorite Color:
Pink. Really. I’ve been in denial about it but it’s true.

Favorite book/author:
The Red Tent by Anita Diamant.

How do you feel about bacon?
I love it. There is no food that cannot be improved by the addition of either bacon or chocolate. Chocolate-covered bacon is the perfect food.


The REAL questions…
Tell us a little about yourself.
I’m a sex-positive feminist geek girl. I love gaming, especially tabletop games, and my husband and I host Dungeons and Dragons every week for our friends. I also love animals: we have a cat and a rescued mourning dove (who are never in the same room together). I can’t imagine my home without animals, although our Christmas tree would be in better shape if it weren’t for the cat.

What’s under your bed?
The fuzzy socks I kick off in the middle of the night. Some people might say “sex toys,” but those are too valuable to keep under the bed, and instead my entire nightstand is dedicated to them.

What comes first, plot or characters?
I come up with a very broad concept first, then develop characters. The detailed plot arises from the characters.

Pantser, plotter, or hybrid? Tell us about your writing process.
I’m a NaNoWriMo veteran of 14 years, and my writing process has changed quite a bit. I’m more productive as a plotter, and that’s how I still tend to work. Sometimes, like last month, my story goes off the rails and turns (for instance) from a police officer overcoming his social hangups to a doctor getting involved with an underground boxing circuit, and in those cases I just pants my way through it and revise it much, much later when I have some distance.

Oddest thing on your desk?
The oddest thing is that I don’t have a desk. I have a laptop and write on the couch. I’m a teacher, though, and on my desk at work I have a selection of miniatures including Castiel from Supernatural and the Alien from Alien.

What’s your most interesting writing quirk?
I put together a writing playlist and listen to it on repeat the entire time I’m writing a book. It’s not even usually songs that are related to the book, just songs I’m digging at the time. For this past November, I spent the whole month listening to my Appoggiatura playlist.

What’s your favorite thing about the genre you write in?
I love reading and writing hot sex. I’m amazed at how sex can be new every time, and how even though biologically it’s a limited number of moves, it can be written so many different ways.

What is the hardest thing about being an author?
Learning which feedback to ignore and which to listen to. Also, believing in yourself enough to pour endless hours of work into something and knowing it will eventually come together.

What’s the easiest thing about being an author?
I’m a little stumped by this question, because none of it ever feels easy. Okay, some days the writing is easy, but most of the time it feels like putting an octopus into a snowsuit. However, it’s so rewarding. There’s nothing like starting with a raw idea and taking it all the way through to a published novel. That makes everything worth it. So very little of the process is easy, but all of it is rewarding.

What do you wish someone had asked you for an interview question? 
I wish someone asked me about my hot-button issues! I’m passionate about feminism and sex-positivity. I hate woman-on-woman hate, this idea that we’re all in competition for men, and that we have to hate our guys’ exes and gossip behind each other’s backs. That stuff needs to stop, in literature and in life. Support each other. Stop the internalized misogyny. Stop writing bitchy women.

Tell us about your latest release!

Purely Professional started on a lark - I decided to write the BDSM erotic romance that I always wanted to read. I love reading BDSM, but lifestyle BDSM isn’t my favorite. I wanted to read about the casual practitioners, those who enjoy their kinky sex but don’t live as D/s partners all the time. The book grew from that idea. I’m excited to see people enjoying the book and hope they continue to do so!


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BLURB for Purely Professional

Columnist Bridget Hartwell agrees to write about BDSM to impress her new executive editor at Sultry, the “sex-positive magazine for sex-positive women.” Unfortunately, it’s a topic she knows absolutely nothing about…but if she ever wants that promotion, she’ll need to learn the ropes, fast.

English professor Max Harlow is active in the Dom/sub scene, but only for casual play—he’s never found his ideal partner: a woman who is his equal, but sexually submissive. When he’s asked to explain the lifestyle to his cute but obviously inexperienced neighbor, Max is certain it’s best to approach it academically—to keep things purely professional.

Until Bridget’s first article is a huge hit, giving her the perfect excuse to delve deeper into the naturally submissive side of her sexuality. But as their encounters intensify and each of her boundaries is skillfully pushed, Bridget must decide what this all means… for her identity, her career, and, most importantly, her future with Max.

Purely Professional is available from:
and other ebook retailers.

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 Excerpt for Purely Professional

“What about your fantasies?”

Bridget hesitated.

“What? What is it?” Catching her hesitation, Max looked up from the Scrabble board.

“It’s just...” She paused and took a swig of beer. “I’ve had a lot of crushes on men in positions of power. My volleyball coach back in high school, my internship coordinator in college, a few professors...” Realizing he was grinning, she blushed, remembering he was a professor. “Right. Anyway, I never acted on any of them.”

“And yet you complain that you date weak men.” He swirled the beer around in his bottle and held it up to the light, his gaze thoughtful and distant.

“Well, I don’t want some guy to boss me around.” To hide the discomfort she suddenly felt, Bridget looked down at the board. She played reach off the H in hinder and fumbled as she chose four new tiles.

“I think we both know that’s a lie.“ Max said smoothly, and he drank his beer. “I’ll bet you’re just afraid of what kind of woman you would be if you gave in to those urges.” He rubbed a tile between a thumb and forefinger, then set it back on his shelf. “I’ve been doing this a long time, Bridget. You responded today like a natural submissive. You liked more than just the sex. You liked all of it.”

She set down her beer and looked at him. “All right.” She tried not to sound defensive. “So what does that mean?”

“It doesn’t have to mean anything.” Max shrugged. “Maybe this afternoon, I just want to play some Scrabble with you and order a pizza. But when we’re done with all this experimenting, you’re going to have a lot to write about.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Elia Winters has always been a New England girl, despite having spent much of her childhood in Florida. She holds a degree in English Literature and teaches at a small rural high school where she runs too many extracurricular activities. She balances her love of the outdoors with a  bottomless well of geekiness.

Elia dabbles in many genres, but erotic romance has been one of her favorites since she first began sneaking her mother’s romance novels. In high school, she kept her friends entertained with a steady stream of naughty stories and somehow never got caught passing them around. Her erotic fiction and poetry have been published online at Clean Sheets and Scarlet Letters under a different name. Elia currently lives in New England with her loving husband and their odd assortment of pets.

Elia’s virtual life is as busy as her real life. In addition to her website, http://eliawinters.com/, you can also find her on:

Twitter  
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Contest Details 

Elia will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Friday, December 12, 2014

Return to Corbin's Bend With Life's Unexpected Gifts #CorbinsBend

Today we're returning to Corbin's Bend with a look at Livia Grant's Life's Unexpected Gifts. There's a fun matching game and a giveaway at the end, so read on, and enjoy!

~Mia


Violence has been part of Hallie Boudreaux’s life for too long. Deciding all men are barbaric abusers, she’s once again on the run away from danger. Desperate to feel safe, if even for a few days, Hallie remembers the only time she had felt truly happy in the last seven years were the summers spent at her Aunt Gina and Uncle Adam’s. Taking a chance her aunt might take her in, Hallie points her dilapidated car towards Corbin’s Bend, praying she makes it there before her clunker takes it’s last gasp.

Troy Jackson can’t wait to surprise his sister on her 30th birthday. He’s recently moved back to Colorado to be closer to his only relative, Traci, a psychologist living in Corbin’s Bend. The surprise is on Troy when his normally conscientious sister runs amok on her big birthday proving that even intelligent, independent women still need the stern guidance of the men in their lives. Having grown up with loving parents who practiced the domestic discipline way of life, both Traci and Troy subscribe to the founding principles of the Corbin’s Bend community wholeheartedly.

Hallie’s family is thrilled to have her in Corbin’s Bend, but can Hallie come to terms with living in a community based on its endorsement of spanking, a practice Hallie sees as abuse. Can Traci’s counseling help her overcome her fear in order to accept her new life in Corbin’s Bend, or is it Traci’s brother who ultimately has the power to show Hallie that not all men are abusers?

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Corbin’s Bend – Match Game

We’ve had a total of fourteen Corbin’s Bend books released to date.  (Don’t look now, but my book, Life’s Unexpected Gifts, is next on December 17th!!).    I thought I’d put together a little game for Corbin’s Bend fans.   It’s easy.  Just match the two names or words that go together (one from each column).   Have fun! GO!

1) Carol                                   A) Muffin
2) Brandon                              B) London
3) Veterinarian                        C) Char
4) Housing Board                   D) John
5) Angela                                E) Sarah
6) Poker                                   F) Julie
7) Zachary                               G) Auntie Quincy’s Antiques
8) Kirsty                                  H) Kieran
9) Charles                                I) Roy
10) Endele                               J) Jerry
11) Kayla                                K) Crystal
12) Ellie                                   L) Disciplinary Board
13) Cadence                            M) Erin
14) Professor                           N) Baked Goods
15) Student                             O) Marcus
16) Teri                                    P) Bernie
17) Matt                                  Q) Carodine
18) Ireland                              R) Harris
19) Abby                                 S) Brent

KEY/ANSWERS:
1=K, 2=Q, 3=J, 4=S, 5=N, 6=R, 7=M, 8=B, 9=L, 10=P, 11=C, 12=A, 13=O, 14=D, 15=E, 16=I, 17=F, 18=H, 19=G

Post a comment to let us know how many you got right.
The piles of snow lining the streets are melting in the vibrant December sunlight, making Hallie choose her steps carefully to avoid the slushy puddles encountered on her way to Traci’s. She needs to zigzag across several tree-lined streets to reach Spanking Loop. She’s about two blocks away when she hears the unmistakable sounds of a woman crying out. Several long seconds of silence have her wondering if she’d imagined the whole thing before the sound of a loud crack followed by an even louder wail of pain breaks the silence of Corbin’s Bend. Over and over in a steady rhythm, paddle... cry... paddle... cry...

Hallie stands rooted, unsure what to do. As the sounds of a harsh punishment filter down through an open window, she has to fight down unwanted and conflicting emotions. Her brain is furious for the poor woman being abused. She has to resist her natural urge to take action, although what action that might be escapes her as she stands on the sidewalk in Corbin’s Bend, Colorado, a community founded for people who believe in corporal punishment of submissive partners.

Her brain sees this issue as cut and dry. Spankings are violent and therefore they are abuse. Period. She tries valiantly to hold onto her anger as she remembers what the abuse had felt like at the hands of her step-father and more recently her ex-boyfriend, but having lived through true abuse, she begrudgingly acknowledges that what’s happening behind closed doors on this sunny morning feels different. Her last trace of anger fizzles away when the thrashing finishes and the clear sound of passionate sex replaces the pounding punishment.

Hallie resents the flutter she gets in her nether region every time she is confronted with anything having to do with corporal punishment. The flutter turns to pulsing sexual need as she eavesdrops on the couple crying out in joint passion. She is acutely aware of an imaginary ache centered surprisingly not in her sex, but at the tender place where her ass meets her thighs. With shame, she feels the tingling in her pussy as she imagines being bent over on the receiving end of a correction like is in progress in the house she’s standing in front of. As unsettling as it is to feel the cream gathering between her legs, her pulse heats up when she realizes it’s always Troy Jackson she imagines standing behind her, delivering the spanking. She reasons with herself that it’s only because she has a clear picture of what he looks like in action, but if she’s honest with herself, she knows that’s only part of the story.

She’s spent hours talking with Traci and Aunt Gina trying to understand why women would ever want to live in a place like Corbin’s Bend. She’d started with the intention of convincing them they were both crazy, but in one short week, their gentle reassurances about the values of the DD way of life already have her doubting her own conviction. Both women have assured her there is nothing wrong or even unusual with how she feels. While she still doesn’t understand how she can feel both dread and excitement at the thought of a punishment, she’s coming to terms that she can no longer deny at least to herself that the thoughts of a punishment excites her on some level. With the history of real violence in her past, these feelings are more than confusing.

Hallie resumes her walk to Traci’s, anxious to escape her inner turmoil. The second Traci opens the door, the emotions she had been holding in bubble up and Hallie finds herself with unwanted tears streaming down her face.

“Come on in and tell me what’s wrong.” Traci ushers her in.

“I’m just being silly. It’s nothing.” She has her coat off and they are headed to the kitchen. Hallie swipes at her tears, trying to downplay the effect of the walk over.

As always, Traci has a coffee waiting. “So, what happened?”

“It’s warm out there.” She takes a sip of her coffee to calm her nerves. Traci is confused.
“And that’s reason to cry?”

Hallie hedges. “Some people have their windows open.”

Instant recognition. “Oh boy. You walked over past Danelle and Carrie Ann’s.”
“Who are Danelle and Carrie Ann?”

“They are a couple here in town. Danelle is the HoH and let’s just say that Carrie Ann is disciplined... often... loudly. It’s kind of their thing.”

“What do you mean, their thing?”

“Exhibitionism. Everyone here is pretty open about the lifestyle, but most keep the details behind closed doors. Danelle and Carrie Ann are a little less private. Parents of young children who may not understand the dynamics of Corbin’s Bend yet have learned to steer their kids clear of their block when the weather is nice enough to have the windows open. You never know what you might hear.”

“So everyone knows about this and it’s okay?”

“Theirs is a consensual relationship, Hallie. Just like the outside world, no two relationships are exactly the same, but we are accepting of all types here in Corbin’s Bend. We have several couples who live a BDSM lifestyle and other couples who live a domestic discipline lifestyle, but don’t incorporate spanking, choosing to use other less severe punishments instead, and every flavor of DD in between. Each couple has to figure what it means for them on their own through communication.”

The women sit in silence for a while Hallie thinks things over. She finally breaks the silence. “I’m pretty sure Aunt Gina got spanked last night.” Hallie is embarrassed, choosing to look at her coffee mug instead of her new friend and therapist.

“What makes you say that? Did you hear the punishment?”

“Not really. I could just tell at dinner Uncle Adam was not happy about something when he got home and they excused themselves right after dinner to go up to their bedroom, which was out of the ordinary. They were gone over an hour and when they came back down, I could tell Aunt Gina had been crying and she seemed to wiggle a lot while she was sitting watching TV with us.”
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Saturday, December 6, 2014

Guesting at Lacey Thorns, Gifts Galore, Updates #eroticromance

http://unlacedwithlaceythorn.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html


Today (Saturday, Dec 26) I'm guesting at Lacey Thorn's as she celebrates 25 Days of Christmas Reader's Celebration. 

On Dec 25, Lacey will draw for a grand prize. of a $100 gift card to a book vendor of your choice! Until then, feast your eyes on a Christmas parade of authors, each with a prize and a book spotlight to help you fill someone's Christmas stocking (maybe yours!)

My Spotlight and Prize...

I'm spotlighting the Campus Cravings: Higher Learning m/m bundle (which will be discontinued January 1) so get your copy if you haven't yet. Blurb and links to purchase are here

To celebrate readers, I'm giving away a signed copy of Just Ask or Spy Games: Trained for Seduction (e-book available if preferred.) 


That's Not All! 
(Because I've always wanted to sound like a creepy infomercial. Queue the English accent! LOL)

I also gave readers my own gift. My self-published novella, Spy Games: Birthday Games, is free Dec 6-8 on Amazon! 

Blurb for Spy Games: Birthday Games
What do you give the spy who has everything for his thirty-fifth birthday? A menage, of course. Secret Agent Jake Anderson can't believe his good fortune. He's always had the hots for his best friend's blonde bombshell wife, but Kate is also his partner and he knows better than to cross the line unless Chase gives the word. But all lines are erased for a night of sinful pleasure with his best friends, and even better, Jake gets to be in charge. Since Jake loves nothing more than missions that end in gun fights and car explosions, he's gearing up for one smokin' hot birthday party.

Contains: Explicit language, smokin' hot, kinky sex between consenting adults. Expect to enjoy light BDSM, spanking, m/f/m action, birthday cake and more!



Thanks for stopping by! 
(Now go visit Lacey Thorn's Blog.)

Friday, December 5, 2014

Trained For Seduction #Free For A Limited Time! #TWRP #eroticromance #mfm #menage #bdsm

Hi gang! Not sure how much longer this is free, but Spy Games: Trained for Seduction is free in all e-formats for a limited time on The Wild Rose Press website! This is book one in the Spy Games series and was nominated for a Reader's Choice Award in 2013.

Blurb For Spy Games: Trained for Seduction...
Emma Walters didn't choose to be a spy, but when her crazy father was caught selling bombs to the wrong people, she was given a choice--become a spy or rot in jail. Her exciting new life as agent Kate Wells becomes more so when she discovers her new boss is the agent--undercover and investigating her father at the time--who took her to third base. Emma is already half in love with the dark and dangerous Chase Sanders. Kate wants nothing more than for him to finish what he started, but he's the devil incarnate. And one doesn't make deals or fall in love with the devil.

If someone had told Chase he'd fall in love with a certain virgin when he was on his last mission, he would have shot them dead, sniper style. She was nothing more than collateral damage, damn it. But watching the sexy new spy morph into a bombshell killing machine is too much to bear. So when the powers that be command him to train her in the art of seduction for her first--and possibly last--mission, he's scared witless. Making love to Kate means preparing her for sex with another man.

Somehow, Chase has to find a way to get Kate in--and out--of her mission without dying. And without falling in love.

Book 1 in the Spy Games series

This title contains: explicit language, anal sex, ménage a trios (m/f/m), and light bondage. 354 pages.

Check it out! Available in all formats here.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Spotlight on Cursed by Evangeline Anderson #erotica





Evangeline Anderson is spotlighting her newest release, Cursed: Brides of the Kindred 13. She will be awarding $25 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

~Mia

Cursed: Brides of the Kindred 13
by Evangeline Anderson

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BLURB for Cursed: Brides of the Kindred 13
 
A fierce warrior, forced to feel the agony of others.

A girl with a past full of pain caused by his kind.

When the two of them go undercover on a dangerous mission will they bond?

Or are they Cursed to be apart forever?
  



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Excerpt of CursedBrides of the Kindred 13

“What is wrong with the female?” the male face boomed. The creature strode towards them, glaring at Charlie.

She backed away—all she could see was the two-faced monster that had terrified her so long ago. The recurring dream so dark and horrifying it made her afraid to go to sleep unless her sister was right there beside her. But Missy was gone now…had been gone for years…

Suddenly her back bumped into something hard and warm. She looked up to see Stavros standing behind her, looking down at her with obvious concern.

“Charlotte?” he said softly. “Are you well?”

“I…I…” The old fear robbed her of speech and she could only shake her head.
A sudden impulse struck her—the desperate urge to turn and bury her face in his broad, bare chest—to seek safety and shelter in his arms until the nightmare was past. He was so big and strong…clearly he could keep her safe!

Somehow she managed not to do it. She hung onto her dignity by a thread and stood her ground. But she didn’t try to shake off his hands when he placed them firmly on her shoulders. Instead, she huddled back against him, feeling his big body like a comforting wall, radiating heat and safety that surrounded her.

“Well?” The monster was getting closer and closer. Charlie couldn’t bear to look anymore—she closed her eyes.

“Step back.” Stavros’s voice was soft but it had an edge of steel in it. Pressed as she was against him, Charlie could feel it rumble through her entire body.

There was a little gasp from Nar’sa. “You must not speak so to a Joined One!”

“I will speak however I feel necessary,” Stav growled. “You are distressing my mate. Now step back.”


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Evangeline Anderson is a registered MRI tech who would rather be writing.

And yes, she is nerdy enough to have a bumper sticker that says “I’d rather be writing.” Honk if you see her! She is thirty-something and lives in Florida with a husband, a son, and two cats. She had been writing erotic fiction for her own gratification for a number of years before it occurred to her to try and get paid for it. To her delight, she found that it was actually possible to get money for having a dirty mind and she has been writing paranormal and Sci-fi erotica steadily ever since.

You can find her online at her website www.evangelineanderson.com

Come visit for some free reads and to find out what’s coming soon. You can also connect with her on Facebook, Pinterest, Goodreads, or Twitter.



Contest Details 

Evangeline Anderson will be awarding $25 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Cover Reveal for Ship Of Dreams! #RebeccaHeflin #ContemporaryRomance


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. A randomly drawn commenter will receive a $25 Amazon or Barnes and Noble gift card. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Advertising Diva, Laura Armstrong is after Imperial Cruise Lines, the biggest account of her career and the one that will lead to the next step in her Life Plan of becoming one of the most powerful women in advertising. That winning the account will also prove her father wrong is a bonus.

Sexy Southern Gentleman, Nathan Maxwell, is after that very same account, but for completely different reasons. Landing the account means a sizeable bonus just in time to save his family’s farm, and the only stable home his sister’s ever known, from foreclosure.

When the two end up on the same ship in the middle of the Mediterranean for a clandestine reconnaissance mission, Mt. Vesuvius isn’t the only thing that could erupt.

Will Nathan sink her ship of dreams before it ever leaves port, or will the way to love be smooth sailing?

Enjoy an excerpt:

Laura Armstrong strode toward the building housing the New York offices of Imperial Cruise Lines. Her stiletto heels clicked a staccato on the sidewalk as she tested the limits of her snug pencil skirt.

Tapping out a message on her smart phone, her mind five steps ahead, she nearly took a header when the heel of her shoe plunged into a sidewalk seam. The text message all but forgotten, she twisted and turned, unable to dislodge the stubborn heel.

Risking a tear in the cherry red patent leather of her sky-high Louboutin ankle-straps – the ones with the plunging vamp revealing her sexy toe cleavage – wasn't an option. But between the ankle strap and her figure-hugging skirt, she couldn't slip out of the shoe, nor could bend over and unfasten it either.

Perfect. She'd be late for her meeting with Imperial's CEO.

Daddy Dearest thought Giddings-Rose couldn't handle an account the size of Imperial. Check that. He thought she couldn't win an account the size of Imperial.

Determined to prove her father wrong, she'd get the account and the corner office. That is if she could pry her heel out of the sidewalk.

Bustling New Yorkers in suits and skirts just stepped around her, dodging her like an out-of-place trashcan. “Well, sh–”

“Hold still, Sugar, or you'll break the heel.” The masculine voice called to mind the mellow sweetness of the fine Kentucky Bourbon she'd once sipped at the Derby. Rich and mellifluous, with a hint of Southern graciousness. Even so, there was no denying the authoritative tone. “And that would be a damn shame.” The hand that wrapped around her ankle from behind was broad and masculine, but well-manicured, topped with an elegant Cartier watch.

Not her type. She preferred her men with a little more grit than polish. So why did tantalizing warmth spread up her leg?

With adept fingers, he unbuckled the ankle strap and lifted her foot from the still-lodged shoe. Having no other choice to avoid either resting her bare foot on the filthy Manhattan sidewalk or the humiliation of falling on her face, she reached back and grabbed his shoulder.

Hmm. No padding there. Nothing but muscle beneath that expensive tropical weight wool suit. She caught a glimpse of charcoal gray fabric, dark hair, and Italian shoes in rich mahogany leather.

But she'd yet to lay eyes on her rescuer's face.

Nathan Maxwell took advantage of the up-close and personal view. Trim ankles met shapely, muscular calves, and judging from the fit of her skirt, a firm derriere topped off those swimsuit-model legs. Beneath his touch, soft skin beckoned further exploration. Long honey-blond hair hung almost to her waist in a sleek ponytail. The fragrance of her haute couture perfume drifted over him, reminding him of magnolia-scented summer nights.

Focusing on the task at hand, he gently pried the heel from the sidewalk seam and examined it. “No harm done.” He grasped her ankle and settled her foot back into the shoe and fastened the strap, but not before noticing the firecracker red nail polish. He laughed. “Here you go Cinderella.”

About the Author:
Rebecca Heflin is an award-winning author who has dreamed of writing romantic fiction since she was fifteen and her older sister snuck a copy of Kathleen Woodiwiss' Shanna to her and told her to read it. Rebecca writes women's fiction and contemporary romance. When not passionately pursuing her dream, Rebecca is busy with her day-job as a practicing attorney.

Rebecca is a member of Romance Writers of America (RWA), Florida Romance Writers, RWA Contemporary Romance, and Florida Writers Association. She and her mountain-climbing husband live at sea level in sunny Florida.

Awards:

2014 Florida Writers Association Royal Palm Literary Award Finalist (Dreams of Perfection)
2013 Florida Writers Association Royal Palm Literary Award Winner (Rescuing Lacey)
2013 Colorado Romance Writers Award of Excellence Winner (Rescuing Lacey)
2013 Virginia Romance Writers Holt Medallion Award of Merit (Rescuing Lacey)
2013 Georgia Romance Writers Published Maggie Finalist (Rescuing Lacey)
2013 Shooting Star Award (Rescuing Lacey)
2013 Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence Finalist (Rescuing Lacey)
2013 Wisconsin Romance Writers Write Touch Readers' Awards Finalist (The Promise of Change)
2011 Royal Palm Literary Awards Finalist (The Promise of Change)

http://www.rebeccaheflin.com/
http://www.amazon.com/Rebecca-Heflin/e/B006RBM93C
https://www.facebook.com/RebeccaHeflinBooks
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5400814.Rebecca_Heflin
https://twitter.com/rebeccaheflin

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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Red And Her Big Bad Dom Spotlight #TWRP #Eroticromance




Today we have fellow The Wild Rose Press author Sydney St. Claire with a spotlight on Red and Her Big Bad Dom. There's a spicy excerpt to enjoy and Sydney is giving away a sweet swag bag with great things at the end. Enjoy! 


~Mia


RED & HER BIG BAD DOM
by Sydney St. Claire

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BLURB:

Wealthy computer genius Graham Winters is in love with a woman who
won’t join him for a stingy cup of coffee. How can he prove he’s nothing like her jerk of an ex if she won’t give him a chance? Then he spots her at a BDSM club and devises a plan. During the day, he’s “that damn geek.” At night, he’s the masked Dom known as The Wolf.

When it comes to her love life, Lucy Sanchez has one rule—no geeks. Not even rich, good looking geeks. She’s attracted to Graham but rules are rules. Besides, she has her wolf, the mysterious Dom who makes her blood sing. Then she’s invited to a fairytale event at Pleasure Manor and this Little Red Riding Hood plans to enjoy every delicious moment with her big, bad Dom.

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Excerpt for Red & Her Big Bad Dom

“Red Riding Hood. Your wolf awaits.”

Lucy stepped forward as did her wolf. He pointed to the ground. Lucy knelt, assuming a submissive posture. Her Dom circled her several times, then stopped in front of her.

He snapped his fingers. “Follow me. The woods await.”

His deep, husky voice with just a hint of an accent vibrated through her, warming her belly and heating her core. It amazed her that his voice alone made her throb. She stood, keeping her head bent, her gaze to the ground. When he whipped around to lead the way, she almost stumbled. Not only was his crotch cut out but so was the seat of his pants.

She stared at the G-string. The black set off his nicely tanned buttocks and was more temptation than she could resist. As soon as they exited through a side door into the garden, she cupped his cheeks, finding the flesh warm and firm. The man most definitely worked out.

He stopped suddenly, eyes narrowed to slits behind his mask. “Did I give you permission to touch?”

Head bowed meekly, Lucy licked her lips. “No, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir. I couldn’t resist. Guess you’ll have to punish me. Sir.”

“Ah, my lovely little sub wants to be punished?”

Lucy shivered. “Oh, yes, Sir. I need to be punished.”


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Sydney St. Claire is the pseudonym of Susan Edwards, author of 14 Historical Native American /Western/ Paranormal romances and the author of the popular “White” Series.

Sydney loves writing and sharing stories of love, happiness and dreams come true with her readers. She credits her mother for her writing success.  Encouraged to read as a child, she always preferred happy endings which meant romances were her favorite genre.  Sydney takes her readers into the world of erotica romance where her characters come together in explosive passion as they solve life’s problems and find true love along with the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.

Sydney’s office is quite crowded with three dogs at her feet and five cats to keep her company while she writes. Three cats always insist on beds on her desk, barely leaving enough room for her monitor and keyboard. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising…

When not writing, she enjoys crafts of all sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch and knitting. She and her husband of 30 + years are avid gardeners. He takes care of the veggies, and Susan is in charge of the ‘pretties’. Her medicine wheel garden is in a contact state of war: flowers vs. weeds. Sadly, right now the weeds are wining…

While writing, she listens to a wide variety of music. Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.

Contact Links    
Email:       Sydney@sydneystclaire.com
Goodreads:         https://www.goodreads.com/sydneystclaire
Wild Rose Press:  http://wilderroses.com

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