Friday, April 28, 2017

Holy hell, look what showed up on our door step


                                                             Enzo
                              Paranormal Romance

Blurb:

Could they hospitalize her because of the voices in her head? Every day they grew louder, and she grew more concerned. If that wasn’t enough, she needed a job and a place to live pronto. None of that seemed to be happening fast enough to keep her off the street.

Enzo crashed to earth with his battalion four hundred years ago; now his life was avoiding the government and taking care of his people. He never expected Deja to be able to breach the barrier and stand on the doorstep of his club looking for a job. His carefully planned life was going up in smoke and each new day was now better than the last.

Neither of them realized she was being hunted by both humans as well as other aliens. There was a battle brewing, and the only thing they had to fight with was the love growing between them. Deja told him love conquers all, he hoped she was right, but just in case he’d bring his beast to the fight.

Welcome to The Wolves Den where anything can happen.

#Romance #Scifi elements #Paranormal elements #Twist and turns



Excerpt:


“Hello?” she called out. No one was in the bar area and how was she supposed to get this job if no one showed up.

A door beside the bar opened. She hadn’t realized one was there until she caught the movement out of the corner of her eye. Two of the biggest men she ever saw came out.

Football players?

That voice was her libido; recently she’s been ready to make a move as long as it was living and male.

Not football players. I think it’s illegal for males this big to play sports.

They were tall, big, and wide. Deja felt like a little person the closer the males got to her. Seven feet maybe or close to it. She wasn’t sure all she knew was she needed a job, and they had a job available.

Let’s not forget they are hot. The voice in the cage growled.

She tried to ignore that voice. A simple glance at what she kept hidden in her mind was enough to scare the daylights out of her. Which is why she kept it in a cage, it didn’t help that her libido had decided to become the best friend of the voice in the cage. She refused to give it another name because insanity might be real if she ever defined it.

The voice in the cage was growling in her head. Her libido was demanding they get laid. Why couldn’t the other parts of her realize without a job there was a real chance they might be sleeping on the street?

Damn, they are hot. They were both wearing jeans that had that well-worn look to them. The kind that hugged just enough to keep your eyes on their dicks and not on their faces. They were wearing tees, when did a t-shirt start looking this good. If she weren't desperate, she’d try to talk to one of them. Okay, she’d try to talk to that one. The one with the green eyes. She groaned they both had green eyes. The tall one, she thought. Yeah because maybe there was an inch separating them in height. The one of the left she thought in desperation with the bedroom eyes and the kiss me now lips. He had muscles for days, and all she wanted to do was touch him. His brown hair was a little long at the temples and shorter in the back but still long enough to hold onto. She bet she could be on top without him accusing her of trying to kill him.

The one on the right was just as good looking, but the one on the left was making her wet. Shit, she needed a job, not a roll in the hay.

Why can’t we get both? Yep, she was ignoring that.

“Hi, I saw your help wanted sign and came in to apply for the position.”

“You want to be a waitress?’ The guy on the right said forcing her to take her gaze away from his friend.

“No, I don’t have any experience but you said you were willing to train a bartender, and I’m willing to learn. Sounds like a match made in heaven.”

Darn it when would she learn not to say stupid things. It’s a wonder she ever landed a job.

“I’m not sure about that position.”

No, hell no. She was tired of being rejected. It didn’t matter if it was skin color or body size she wasn’t putting up with it anymore.

“So what’s your issue? Is my skin too dark or is my body to big? Do your patrons only like women who look like Barbie? Or do they like them with just a little meat on their body but not full figured like me? Maybe somebody forgot to tell them that black is beautiful. Go ahead surprise me. Tell me which one you have a problem with or it is both of them.”

Why Deja, why? Do I ask for a lot? Okay maybe I ask for a lot, but only recently and then you threaten to lock me in the cage with my friend because you say I can’t keep my hands to myself.
For once she felt sorry for her libido. It was unfair to meet someone as hot as this and find out the male was a pig.

It wasn’t her libido that was concerning her it was the voice in the cage. She was practically growling now, rubbing her body against the cage like she was in heat. That feeling she got like sometimes there was something just a little bit different about her came back.

“Why don’t we start over again. That’s Declyn, and I’m Enzo. Declyn’s in charge around here, but I usually handle the hiring.”

Enzo she would so be dreaming about him tonight.

“I’m Deja, and all I want is a job.” She lifted her chin and stuck her chest out saying without words that she was proud of who she was.

“Pity, I want so much more,” Enzo gave her a wink.

“Enzo,” Declyn’s voice held a warning in it.

What’s his problem all her voices asked at once?

“Declyn the law of the land says we can’t base our hiring practices on preference. If we can’t hire her, we need a viable reason. Forgive him this is sort of new to both of us. Neither of us has a problem with your size. In fact, I would say you’re just about perfect. We’re big men, and scrawny women don’t appeal to us. Nothing against them either it’s just that I want to know my female can take my body.”

God help her now because she could feel a line of wetness trickling down to her panties. Her libido was presently rolling around and enjoying the sensation as if she never felt pleasure before.

Anger was killing her joy, though. It kept pointing out if it wasn’t her size then it must be her color they had a problem with.

She opened her mouth to blast him.

“I’m not finished yet.”

She closed her mouth and waited she could blast him in a few minutes.


“You mentioned your color. You are an enticing brown. I want to lick you, everywhere.” He threw her a quick grin. “Your color does not put me off it doesn’t even put Declyn off. What worries us about you, and personally excites me is that you are female.”



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Wednesday, April 26, 2017

You're like a fucking drug

 Coming April 29th

Available for Preorder

only $1.99


THE DARK AND DAMAGED HEARTS SERIES

BOOK 4

SEX, HEAT AND HUNGER: PART 2

JAMES AND EMMA

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“I lose all rational thought. Bear with me. I’m trying to be less controlling, but I’m a work in progress.” He ran his hands through his hair and across his face in frustration. “Emma… I’m addicted to you, you’re like a fucking drug, and when I think someone else wants my drug, I go mental.” His eyes were beseeching, sadness and remorse clouding his face as he reached for my hand again. I let him take it this time, though, I held my ground and didn’t move into his arms. “I’m sorry.”
I shivered, frowning as I sensed something deeper, something intense, a secret. It touched me but scared me too. Pain and loss flicked behind his eyes. Had he been cheated on in the past? Did he get his heart broken too? Was that why he was so possessive? But he would have told me if he had, shared with me when I spilled my guts about Tom. Right?

 I wanted to know what it was all about; wanted to know everything about this man I adored, loved… but at the same time perhaps I didn’t. I didn’t want anything to ruin our perfect holiday, our disgustingly surreal infatuation with one another where everything was blissfully beautiful. 



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?




Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Author Mary Quast Talks About Flirting

I love using flirting in my books and I don't hesitate to flirt with my honey. Flirting is a subtle and not too serious aspect of romance. It is a basic instinct to want to charm the other sex.  However, flirting isn’t only for singles; just because you are in a committed relationship doesn’t mean you need to stop flirting with your honey.  Flash an unexpected smile at him and watch his eyes begin to twinkle as he smiles back.  Flirting can be fun and sexy.

Here are a few tips for singles and couples:

Body Language
  • Throw sidelong glances frequently
  • Prolonged eye contact -Eye contact is very essential at the time of flirting. It shows that you are confident about yourself.
  • Arched eyebrows
  • Winking
  • Touch your neck or hair after looking at him
  • Smiling - A smile not only breaks the ice and makes the atmosphere easy going, but also improves your face value.
  • Licking of lips
  • Touching the lips or teeth with tongue
  • Thrusting breasts outward
  • Mirroring or copying posture
  • Leaning inward
Other Behavior
  • Any form of touching
  • Playing with hands 
Conversation
  • Laughter
  • Whispering
  • Personal questions, everyone likes to talk about themselves
  • Singling someone out in a group for conversation and questions

However if you are single and you flirt, keep in mind that flirting should indicate your interest in getting to know someone.   Flirting is designed to make the person you're flirting with feel attractive and special, not intimidated.



For fun, CLICK HERE to take a little quiz and find out how seductive you are.  

Visit Mary Quast's blog Romantic Interludes for more romantic tips. Today is Tasty Tuesday - Food For Sex, find out how certain foods can spice up your sex life.



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

Blurb:
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.

Excerpt:
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 http://msericalynn.com/ (wait about 6 seconds for the popup)
Serena Simpson http://serenasimpsonbooks.com/newsletter/
Jeanne St. James http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup
Christa Paige http://www.christapaige.com/blog/?page_id=1585
Bre Meli www.bremeli43.wixsite.com/bresspace
Cailin Briste http://cailinbriste.com/cailins-newsletter-sign-up/
Whitley Cox http://eepurl.com/ckh5yT


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.
Christa

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


THE DARK AND DAMAGED HEARTS SERIES

BOOK 4

SEX, HEAT AND HUNGER: PART 2

JAMES AND EMMA

Amazon    Kobo    B&N    Itunes




"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 www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup

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