Monday, April 24, 2017

It Takes a Cat Burglar - Available for Pre-order

Cailin Briste here, and I have big news to share.

It Takes a Cat Burglar: A Thief in Love Romance will release on May 7th.

It will be available in Kindle Unlimited on that day.

Pre-order it now and it will be ready to download to your Kindle and keep forever at the low price of $2.99. Okay that's not low. If you can wait 30 more days, I'll be putting it on sale, but if you can't,

You can also sign up for my newsletter to get a reminder that it’s officially released. See link below.

Now for a taste of this hot 120+ page novella. 

It Takes a Cat Burglar: A Thief in Love Suspense Romance
By Cailin Briste

When Darcelle Lebeau throws off the invisible chains that keep her bound to her family, she discovers a new vocation. Tempted to enter the illegal playground of a man she nicknames Matou, she becomes a cat burglar in training. Deeply ensnared with each task he entices her to fulfill, she fails to discover his identity and true intentions.

Sebastian St. Croix, a wealthy businessman, has a dark side. He’s a thief, a cat burglar who steals art and historical objects. For one year, he trains Darcelle to become his assistant, remaining incognito, observing her from afar. His admiration grows along with his desire for her with every phase-one challenge she completes. Phase two will test the limits of his control. Hands-on personal training? Yes. Sex? No. With his sister’s happiness at stake, nothing, not even the tempting Darcelle Lebeau, can interfere with accomplishing the biggest break-in of his career.

Darcelle’s reflection stared back at her from the solid mirror that covered the side of the Jepsen Building where she hung, suspended twelve hundred feet above the city sidewalk. Anger and determination filled the charcoal-gray eyes of her mirror image. Even as an infant, the darkness integral to her nature must have peered out of round, solemn baby eyes that weren’t the expected dark brown of her mother and father or the amber of her twin sister. No, she’d been born with eyes best described as a grayish mist. With each passing year, they’d grown darker. Someday they might rival the night sky that tonight was a wash of black pushed back by the ineffectual streetlights below and the pale serenity of a waning moon. The skull cap she wore covered the braids she’d used to tame her masses of kinky cinnamon curls.

No breeze stirred the night air, for which she was thankful. The micro-cable anchored to the sidewalk didn’t allow for much sway as the winch above pulled her higher. The noise of traffic wafted up like a soundtrack to another reality.

She swung a leg over the ledge surrounding the roof of the building. Sunrise was less than an hour away, but for now, the wealthy residents of the Jepsen slept below her, convinced that the security they spent thousands of credits on created an impenetrable barrier around them. She smirked, satisfied she was about to prove them wrong. The latest antiskimmer technology may prevent aircars from landing, but it didn’t keep out birds or, as in her case, people who avoided the domed security field by slipping under it at the edge of the building’s roof.

Security plans always had holes. Her day job at the Art et Antiquités Institut de la Sécurité was to close those she discovered in her client’s protection profiles, or at least render them too small to be exploited. Your average cat burglar couldn’t accomplish what she was attempting. The mirrored facade of the building resisted any attachments, so any of the standard slick surface anchors were worthless, as were the nonslip soles of her shoes. It was worse than trying to climb on ice.

Over the last year Darcelle had honed her skills to surpass those of the typical thief. The instructions she received before each job had included training exercises and detailed steps for committing each robbery. It was as though she was being mentored by a master thief, a man she’d never seen much less met or spoken with. Notes were his sole means of communication, written in a flowing script that was both masculine and artistic.

This was the most difficult assignment she’d received. She couldn’t land on the top of the building, she couldn’t climb the side, and attempting to penetrate through an entrance was equally impossible. Not a problem.

The surface of the roof was covered in fine-grain sand. She dropped from the ledge, squatting to avoid skidding and falling on her ass. The bands of her harness burned as though they were embedded in her skin. She snapped the releases and pulled the harness off, rubbing between her legs and over her lower butt cheeks. The painful part of this operation was over. She let the harness fall next to the winch. When the break-in was discovered, they’d find the hoist chem-sealed to the ledge of the Jepsen’s roof. Let the security guards figure that out. It hadn’t taken her long the previous night to use a gravity drone to slip it under the security field and drop it onto the ledge. The breakable containers filled with chems on the winch’s underside had smashed, allowing the contents to mix and bond the winch to the stone, and the hoist had been ready to use.

She turned, squinting across the roof at an aircar circling in the distance. Time to get indoors.

About Cailin:
Cailin has been writing fiction for six years and non-fiction for two decades. Her non-fiction work has been published in magazines and in a non-fiction anthology. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America, the RWA Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal Chapter, and the RWA Passionate Ink Chapter.

Cailin likes to flip convention on its head, creating a universe in which each planet is a study in different what ifs. What would happen to alpha men on a matriarchal planet? How would society handle it if girls born on their new planet developed empathic senses?

She is currently writing the third book in her Sons of Tallav sci-fi erotic romance series. Shane: Marshal of Tallav and Maon: Marshal of Tallav were released in 2016 by Loose Id. She’s also working on a novella, tentatively title Educated by the Master, for an SFR Shooting Stars anthology.

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Sunday, April 23, 2017

World Book Day Give Away

Today is a celebration of books. All across the world, book lovers are celebrating the International Day of the Book.

World Book Day has been a part of literary history since 1923 and originated in Catalonia Spain.

Here are some interesting facts about World Book Day:

  • In 1995 UNESCO chose the date of April 23rd as World Book Day as a way to honor William Shakespeare and Inca Garcilaso de la Vega. They both died on this date.
  • Those in the UK celebrate in March.
  • In Spain, Don Quixote is read during a two-day "readathon" and the Miguel de Cervantes Prize is given by the Spanish king
  • It is celebrated by over 100 countries.
  • Each year they pick a World Book Day capital and in 2017 it is located in Conakry, Guinea
  • This year the RWBB crew is doing a give-away!

In honor of World Book Day, the authors of Romance Writer's Behaving Badly are happy to announce a 
$100 prize contest.

It is very simple to enter.

First go visit the RWBB Facebook Page and Like it: RWBB Facebook

From there, you can visit each of the author pages, and follow/like them as well.

Also, join the author newsletters.

All this information will be available at each Author Page. You can also come back here if you need to find links again.

Here they all are:

FB author links:
Erica Lynn
Serena Simpson 
Jeanne St. James
Christa Paige 
Bre Meli
Mary Quast 
Cailin Briste 
Whitley Cox 

Newsletter Links:

Erica Lynn (wait about 6 seconds for the popup)
Serena Simpson
Jeanne St. James
Christa Paige
Bre Meli
Cailin Briste
Whitley Cox

Good luck!
We hope you have a wonderful day celebrating World Book Day.
If you'd like to share with us here, we'd love to have you leave a comment about the first romance you ever read. I will start...mine was the Flame and the Flower by Kathleen Woodiwiss. That book was eye-popping, crazy-sauce, and romantic. I need to re-read it soon just to see if it stands up to the same impression as it did two decades ago.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

The urge to pursue and hunt, claim and win, came back the moment you looked at me

Coming April 29th

Available for Preorder

only $1.99





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"When you came along, fuck, you knocked me on my ass —the urge to pursue and hunt, claim and win, came back the moment you looked at me. I had to have you. You were mine before we’d even spoke. Have you ever wanted something so badly that you couldn’t imagine not having it? Felt that you would no longer be able to breathe if you couldn’t? That’s how you made me feel. How you make me feel every goddamn day"

From handshake to obsession…

Emma Everly only ever dreamed of meeting a man like millionaire project developer James Shaw. She never imaged she would fall in love with him, a man so intense, so dominating he radiates power and control no matter where he goes. What begins as a sex-only arrangement for pleasure becomes a heated, hungry, all-consuming obsession. James claims the keys to her heart and her mind, opening them to the wilder side of sex and bondage. But her painful history with relationships gets in the way of accepting that he finds her beautiful and worthy of love.
James is devoted to caring for Emma’s every need, but his past haunts him, too. Guarded and evasive, he avoids Emma’s questions, unwilling to divulge his secrets. She knows the only way to truly earn James’ trust and get him to open his heart is to show him just how committed she is. Despite her lingering fears and people determined to tear them apart, can she go all-in and give herself entirely to him, body and soul?

Friday, April 21, 2017

Cover Reveal: FOREVER HIM (An Obsessed Novella) by Jeanne St. James

Forever Him (An Obsessed Novella)
Jeanne St. James
Publication date: May 7th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Erotic Romance, BDSM
This is not just a love story, it’s an obsession…
I can’t keep my eyes off the tall, dark, and confident man who stops in the coffee shop every morning. I want this stranger more than I’ve ever wanted anyone before, even though I only know his first name. As an author, my imagination is my ultimate writing tool, men like Kane my muse. And the minute he leaves, I’m overcome with fantasies I can’t control and my fingers fly across the keyboard, … until one day, I almost snap. My embarrassing outburst has me running out the door when he catches me and takes me to his home.
Though it’s risky, I can’t resist him. And with one kiss, he now owns me. This man will capture my sanity and trap it forever. He’ll steal me one piece at a time until he possesses me completely. He’ll ruin me for any other man. But I don’t want anyone else, for it’ll always be forever him.
Note: All books in the Obsessed series are stand-alone novellas. It is intended for audiences over 18 years of age since it includes explicit sexual situations, including BDSM.

Author Bio:
JEANNE ST. JAMES is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.
She has a few new releases coming up in 2017. So keep an eye on her website at or sign up for her newsletter:


Thursday, April 20, 2017

WANTED & WIRED post-release hangover

My first-ever book released a couple weeks ago, and that means a few things:

1. I've been spending way too much time on social media. Bonus is that now I know much more about Serena Williams's procreative plans than I needed to. (But how cool that she won a flippin major when she was ten weeks gone. Yep, she's a goddess.)

2. I am not looking at rankings or reviews. Other people are doing it for me and just giving me the highlights. Bless those people.

3. Release day involved some significant wine. Wine-punch, even. This is a thing!

4. I have, however been paying attention to emails, so

gigantic thank-yous and smoosh-hugs to all my friends and family who not only bought the book -- and read it! -- but then also emailed or tweeted or called to say they enjoyed it.

5. Finally. I'm feeling a teensy bit like a rock star because blessed folk from item 2 of this list have generally had good news, I went around and signed books at all my hometown B&N stores, and also there was this:

Wanted and Wired was named by the editors of
Amazon as a Best Book of April for romance.
That's my little book, right there next to J. R. Freaking. Ward. *am ded*

Vivien Jackson writes stories with robots, grenades, pixies, and always, always down-home salacious kissery. She's an unrepentant fangirl of many fandoms and would love to discuss your favorite ships here or here or here.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

It's all you baby...






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“Thanks, and you look good enough to eat.” I rose up on my tippy toes and nipped at his jaw. He inhaled abruptly and then slapped my ass as he chased me into the kitchen.
“Oh, baby, don’t start something you don’t have time to finish.” His voice pitched low and threatening as he prowled after me. I opened the fridge to grab myself some orange juice, he pinned my body between his menacing frame and the closed fridge door. “I’ll take you right here in the kitchen I want you so badly. Can’t you tell?” His hips pushed into me, rubbing his ever-impressive hard-on into my pelvis.
I closed my eyes and bit my lips as the need to be dominated by his body surged through me, blood beginning to boil with lust, wetness pooling between my legs.
“You already took me this morning in the shower, where do you find the stamina?” I asked as he leaned his head into my neck, inhaling and running his nose along the vein that pulsed my hot-for-him blood.
“It’s all you, baby. You make me hard all the time. If I could fuck you every minute of every day, I would.”
“Well, we’ll have to get up earlier in the morning then if we’re going to work morning glory into our routine.”

“Or you quit your job, I retire, and we stay home all day, every day, and fuck like rabbits. Just screw until we pass out or die. What a way to go, eh?” 

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Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Cailin Briste's Tuesday Tease - Not!

I'm late! And, no, I'm not the white rabbit. I'm Cailin Briste, and we're not going down a bunny hole. Quicksand is more like it. The old first thing that's always certain type of quicksand. Taxes.

Through a serious of events sad and complicated, we ended up filing five tax returns, two for us and three for parents-in-law. Add in theft by fraud, a death, and dementia...well, it wasn't easy.

That's my excuse for posting late. Just sent Dr. K to the post office with an assortment of stuffed, and I do mean stuffed, manila envelopes.

So no Tuesday tease this month, but I do have a new Pinterest board to share about. Romance, Love, and Such. Here's the first three pics:

The Fashion Maven will have some petits délices to share tomorrow. Her theme is L'enfant fashionista. You'll adore these little ones.

In the A to Z Blogging Challenge today is letter O, A Maker Makes. Guess which fashion designer and win brownie points. (They're redeemable for virtual brownies at will.)

That's all for now. Please stop by my website, read my blog, buy my books, and have a lovely time on this depressing annual turn-more-money-over-to-the-government day. (Unless you're getting money back, and then you've probably filed your taxes way back in February, and I have a mini-hate for you, but not if you buy my books, (serious unabashed flogging).