Too Much Sex?

Be forewarned: my upcoming Extasy release, Dare to Adventure, reads more like erotica than erotic romance. Just sayin…

If erotic romance is your favorite genre (and for sure it’s ours!), what is it you crave? What sort of guaranteed experience makes you pick up a book and say “yes, this’ll deliver for me” and go buy it?

Most of the erotic romance books my husband and I co-author as Adriana Kraft strike a balance between the two key elements of the genre: “erotic” and “romance.” We love the thrill of that moment when the sparks first fly between the protagonists, the tantalizing chase, the agony of black moments and that fabulous final climax.

Our Swinging Games series at Extasy Books has a little different format. The key romance takes place within a long-standing marriage and stretches over the course of the entire series. Brett and Jen Andrews are Baby Boomers and empty nesters who decide to explore the swing lifestyle for two reasons:They’re hoping it’ll add variety to their marriage, and Jen is especially eager to finally make love with a woman.

So here’s a little advice: if you’re craving a good dose of romance in your erotic romance reads, check out Volume I in this series, Anticipation. It’ll give you a taste of how just thinking about swinging heats up the action for our hero and heroine – and it’ll set you up to enjoy the impact of all the sexual adventures to follow.

If what you love in an erotic romance is the hot sex scenes – if you fantasize about what swinging might be like, or you wonder how it’d feel to have several pairs of hands devoted to just your pleasure, or you’d love to find out what really goes on at an on-premise swing club, this book will feed your fantasies. I have to add, I just finished editing the galley proofs last Friday, and, um, yes. Even after countless read-throughs, this book delivers.

Here’s a blurb and a teaser excerpt:

BLURB: Brett and Jen Andrews enjoy a decadent weekend with their latest lover – the recently widowed Sarah Preston. Have they finally found their Unicorn? But Sarah is called away to care for family members before they can reconnect. Undaunted, they take their newest young protégés to an on-premise Swing Club for a stupendous evening of raw sex and voyeurism. They follow up with another house party, but this time their best friend Ryan discovers Brett is bi. Will Ryan flee, or will he join in?

EXCERPT

“I checked email this morning.” Jen arched an eyebrow and knew she had Brett’s attention.

“And?”

“Sarah’s coming back next weekend. Sounds like her parents are settling in nicely at the retirement complex and she’s getting bored. Also, she’s getting tired of hotel living and restaurant food.”

Brett chuckled. “I bet you’ll volunteer to have some home cooking ready for her when she gets back.”
“Oh, yeah. We chatted briefly about it online this morning. She’s thinking a large serving of cock a la mode would go down quite nicely.”

“Damn.”

“And she wanted me to tell you that she’s warming a tangy dessert for you and me to share.”

Brett wet his lips. “And we have to wait how long till she gets here?”

“Six days. Sarah’s really eager to get together again. Apparently she’s thought about us a lot—with vibrator in hand.”

“Jesus. What don’t you women talk about?”
Jen blew him a kiss. “She was also wondering if you might be up for a little phone sex tonight to tide us all over.”
“Phone sex?”

“It would be a first.”

“I wouldn’t know where to begin.”

“Sounds like Sarah thinks she knows how to begin. I expect you’ll know how to finish.”

Brett shook his head and then broke into a wide smile. “How did I get so lucky to fall in love with you?”

“Because I had a rope strong enough to tie you down. Now then, I’ve got lots to do yet today before we call Sarah.” She stood and brushed her lips across Brett’s. “You might want to give a little thought before tonight to how you’ll turn on a widow nearly two thousand miles away.”

My First Venture Into Self-Publishing

I have a new release this month. On July 15th I joined the ranks of the self-published when I released Teach Me, Master through Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Although I'm excited about it, I'm also a bit curious to see how the sales go on both the new book and the two books connected to it.

The story itself is a spin-off from my Neighbors stories ( Meeting A Neighbor's Needs and A Neighbor's Ultimatum). Vince Black is the co-worker who helped Gina, George, and Garrick save their marriage and I felt he deserved an adventure of his own. With a particularly unique woman, Triss Long.


This book was 34,000 words long, but it had the potential to go beyond that. That was my biggest issue with Teach Me, Master. There was so much more I could have added to the story, but Vince and Triss weren't ready to share it all. At least not yet. I don't think I'm finished with them, not by a long shot, since I do see scenes and incidents with the pair.


For right now, the novella is available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble.


Blurb:
Triss Long loved watching her neighbor and the games he played with his lovers. Whether it was ropes or whips, blindfolds or ball gags, the way his body moved mesmerized Triss, and fueled a few of her own fantasies. Not to mention inspiring a scene or two in the erotic novels she wrote.

Until the day she literally fell at his feet.

Now that Vince Black's attention is focused on her, Triss has to choose between the naughty girl who's dying to play along, and the good girl her mama raised who's screaming "Run Away!"

The Joy of Sequels by EM Lynley

Happy Monday!

I'm EM Lynley, author of gay erotic romances. One of my favorite aspects of writing romance is taking two characters who may not like each other on page one—or worse, absolutely hate each other—and get them into some semblance of a happy ending, making sure they get into bed along the way. Why let feelings get in the way of some potentially amazing sex, right? That's the motto of every erotic romance writer. But there is a definitely feeling of satisfaction to getting their hearts to follow their cocks, so to speak.

For that reason, sustaining an interesting storyline past their relationship has been something I thought was pretty difficult. I put a lot into messing with these characters, and once they got together, what's left to tell?

Plenty, it turns out.

As a reader, I do love series. Of course it all depends on the characters and whether I want to share another adventure—and several more hours of my life—with them. I particularly like series where we learn more about characters as the series progresses.

So, I decided to give a series a try. It happened for two reasons. Last year I wrote EMERALD: Rewriting History, about Tobin Wyler, a museum curator who sees his former boyfriend—and suspected jewel thief—at the reception for Tobin's brand new exhibition. He assumes Pierce Worthington is there to steal the main attraction, a huge emerald called the Green Sorrow. It was great fun to twist Tobin and Pierce's reunion around the theft of the gem. I also found myself fascinated with the art world, and the amount of fraud and shenanigans that go in, much of it by the museum establishment itself.

There was so much more to explore between Tobin and Pierce. They have lots and lots of incredible sex, but can a thief and museum curator build a lasting relationship? That all depends on what Pierce steals, and why. And on how far Tobin can bend the rules. If you like Leverage and White Collar, you'll know what I'm talking about.

The sequel to EMERALD, called ULTRAMARINE was born shortly after I finished the first book. This time Pierce and Tobin follow the trail of a suspected forged painting from London to Oxfordshire, and it doesn't lead where they expect. In fact, it puts one of them in very real danger, and it's going to strain their relationship even more to find the original and return it to the museum. How far will Tobin go to save Pierce?

The research for ULTRAMARINE was such fun, and it led me to want to take these characters on yet another adventure….which I'm currently writing. SIENA will take Pierce and Tobin to Italy, and against the backdrop of the Palio horse race, we'll follow Pierce as he discovers a secret about his own parents. But you'll have to wait for that. In the meantime, check out EMERALD and ULTRAMARINE!

Both are available from Torquere Press. Ultramarine releases July 30.

I've got plenty of free reads on my website, too. Stop by and entertain yourself.

EM Lynley writes gay erotic romance. Visit her online at http://www.emlynley.com

WOMEN'S BREASTS

So what's new? Once again I got so wrapped up in what I was doing, I forgot to write a blog. Well, it'll be a little late, but it's not too late. Let's see what should I write about?

I know. How about breasts? You know those roundish things that women lug around on their chests—breasts! Aka, boobs, knockers, headlights, hooters, melons, mounds, peaks, rack…ah, I think you get the picture.

First of all, before I get started, let me say that my views on women's body parts do not mirror most men, and they are of course my opinion, so when I say I absolutely hate implants and you happen to have them, don't get your titties in an uproar. So what if they look like somebody cut a grapefruit in half and glued each half on a woman's chest. There are plenty men around who will adore your oversized fake breasts—just not me.

Sure, if you have them, I understand why you got them. You were sick and tired of being deprived of one of the women's major sex symbols. Kind of like a man going bald at thirty and trying to decide between a toupee and implants. Can anyone even tell me if women still have feeing in their nipples after getting an implant? I wonder.

What do I like? Firstly, I'm a face man and I think at heart most men are too. Second, I'm leg man. After that it's a tie between a woman's posterior, breasts and midriff. Yes, I think a nice midriff is important, especially if you're getting a tan in a bikini. I think men really underestimate the significance of a sexy midriff. What can I say, a nice ass is a nice ass, but breasts vary like nothing else on a human being.

Okay, if there are some of you women aren't offended, don't go away. I'm not finished. When it comes to breasts, I like 'em all as long as they're well formed. I'll admit I tend to like large breasts the least, but that's because they tend to be less well formed. On a curious note, a survey of Europe showed that Great Britain have the largest percentage of large breasted women. Surprising isn't. When I picture a British Woman she's usually nothing special upstairs. And Italy 10%. C'mon.

Country……..D…..C…..B….A

UK………….57% 18% 19% 6%

Denmark……50% 19% 24% 7%

Netherlands…36% 27% 29% 8%

Belgium……..28% 28% 35% 9%

France……….26% 29% 38% 7%

Sweden………24% 30% 33% 14%

Greece……….23% 28% 40% 9%

Switzerland… 19% 24% 43% 14%

Austria………11% 27% 51% 10%

Italy…………10% 21% 68% 1%

I probably like B cup the best, but I think small breasts are sexy too, providing they fit the woman's body type. Lean and mean, flat is kool. Chunky and bumpy, no thank you. The problem with small breasts is they look best uncovered. And clothes really don't do small breasted women any favors. The trouble is society frowns on women shopping in the supermarket or going in the bank topless.

If there are any of you fair ladies who have yet to be offended, it's probably because you have a pretty face, fabulous legs, a great ass and midriff and a set of 34B breasts that are the envy of everyone. Well. I'm still not finished. How are your nipples? That's one of the things I don't like about larger breasts. The nipples seldom, if ever, stick out and I like the nipples to jut right out there, the farther the better. Call then suckable. A man should be able to suck on a nipple without holding the breast. Then his hands could be doing more important things, if you know what I mean. I also like medium sized—one-and-a-half to two inch areolas, color doesn't matter.

That's it. Now, for a little promo. My latest release, Playing with the Band received a nice five star review. Actually, I'm not surprised, because I think it's one of my better stories. As the reviewer points out it is short—ten thousand words—but it is mighty. BTW, the lady on the cover has very nice breasts. Midriff too!

Playing With the Band by Dee Dawning

Posted by Rachel Firasek

Playing with the Band by Dee Dawlings

Reviewed by Nattie

Blurb:

LOCATION: Monterey Pop Festival, 1967.
SCENE: A beautiful woman named Carol, a five piece band named Maidenhead, a motor home and desire.
RESULT: An incredibly, erotic, quinte-sensual experience.

After playing the set of their life, at the Monterey Pop Festival, the five members of the band, Maidenhead become mesmerized by Carol, a mysterious beauty who shows up at their motor home asking to use the restroom. As the night moves on they toke a little grass, shed a few clothes and get to know each other. It's The Summer of Love and they want her for sure and it's looking more and more like she wants them. Will she? Dare she?

My Notes:

I really didn’t think a book that only had 42 pages, could really pack a punch. Then I read it. J I was never more glad to be wrong about a little book like this one.

Quick Summary:

Carol is at a concert when something happens to the main band that was supposed to play; instead the opening band was asked to play in place of them. They kicked ass. When it was all over, Carol, seeing their tour bus, knocked on their door to ask if she could use the bathroom as the others are all full. She had gotten soaked with beer and really needed to change. When she enters the bus, she doesn’t realize they can see right through her soaked top. The boys in the band start making plays for her, and she decides to take them back to her hotel room. And so it starts the beginning of a well played out orgy.

Quick Review:

When I read Erotica, I mostly read one on one or a ménage. This was a full blown orgy, and I haven’t read an Erotica orgy so well played out in a very long time. It was hot, hot, hot, for a little book it managed to cover all the right parts, (haha get it right parts) sorry that was me trying to be funny, back to the book. It was without a doubt worth reading, and once again the boyfriend faired out pretty good after I read this book. J Enjoy…..I know I did.

Def a 5 star and it's so damn smoking hot, it'll burn ya!

buy link: Amazon All Romance Ebooks

By the way leave a comment and contact info for a chance to win a copy of my latest release to one of the commentors.

I need internet now.....

I'm typing this on a borrowed laptop from a friends house after a mini tornado hit our house ten days ago. My home internet came back online today but it is spotty at best and foes out with no warning whatsoever. (I was typing up a new short story when power blitzed earlier and I lost it all. UGH! Glad i had it written out) We still have no phone service. The repairs have been taken care on the home itself (Roof damage, fence down in sections and i still have to replace a piece of siding and then paint) but I'm going to need some detox asap if I don't get my internet service back pretty soon. Anyone know of any good comp withdrawal clinics?
Seriously though. Nowadays, when 99.9 percent of the publishing industry uses online media as their main way to communicate with their authors and readers, having a comp meltdown or losing internet service for any length of time is an author's worst nightmare.
Valuable emails aren't received, messages and correspondence goes unanswered. Info on edits and deadlines or a hundred other things are lost until the writer can log in and check things over. It's my idea of certain death, second only to writer's block. Without internet I can at least type in a word document or when a total meltdown occurs I can still write longhand in a notebook and then transcribe once I get back online. (I often do this anyway. Words for me just flow better when I use that method, though the double work of writing and then typing it up sucks. I have transcription software but speaking an erotic story out loud with three kids in the house is not an option and sometimes deadlines will not wait)
That is another problem with service going down. I've been writing through this whole disaster but now I have a finished short story due in for a deadline and no way to send it. Online research is at a standstill as well. Calling the editor isn't an option since service for my cell at home is a joke and no idea when the freaking phone company will have me someone reliable out to the house to get matters straight. Now I know why people spend a fortune for satellite internet. I'm waiting for the day when my paychecks will support that type of extravagance. Until then I guess I'll beg and borrow and get along the best way I can.
What do you do when your internet is unaccesible?
Beth
Women Gone Wylde
now available
www.bethwylde.com

Establishing the Paranormal Connection

As an author I've been known for writing the hottest in BDSM romances but did you know I write paranormal romance as well?

I sure do!  I've written several, a few at Total E-bound but most of my work is at Sizzler Editions.  In fact, I had one of the first releases in paranormal romance back ten years ago. 

Dark Traders was my first vampire story and is the tale of what happens when Vampires control the Stock market?  Shady things can certainly occur but for SEC employee Miranda Raven, her focus lies in keeping those things either under wraps or extinguishing them altogether. Except that she gets close to a secret and the shareholders of X Corp decide to take her out.

Using Jet, the super sexy but undead vampire hitman, they plan to kill her, except for the fact that Jet finds Miranda incredibly sexy so he turns her, rather than destroying her. 

Read an excerpt:

Buy Dark Traders on Amazon

Yes I wrote it under a different pen name for the purposes of trying to distance myself from violence Sascha likes.  It didn't work *G*

What to do on a road trip?

So far this summer, I've had one long road trip. It wasn't wonderful driving 16 hours each way, but since it was only my husband and I in the car, we muddled along well enough listening to the radio and talking.

The next couple of road trips I will be taking involve riding in a small car with my husband and another couple. None of us are children, fortunately (No offense to any parents out there who have to take their kids on trips this summer. And I wholeheartedly apologize to my parents for all the annoying things I did in the car as a child.). Even so, I imagine a 15+ hour drive squished in a car together is going to be a bit frustrating for all of us.

What I'm wondering is, what's the best way to combat road trip boredom? We'll have conversation and the radio, of course, but that won't last forever. I have a book of adult mad libs we can do as a group if I can manage not to get carsick. Other than kids' games, though, what else can we do? Most of the games and activities I've seen for car rides are geared toward children. I'd like all of us to still be friends after this trip (lol!), which means I need some great ideas.

Anyone out there taken a long road trip with friends? What did you do to keep everyone amused?

Cassandra Gold
Gay romance with a heart of gold
www.cassandragold.com

Here Pussy, Pussy, Pussy...

You bad. Get your mind out of that gutter.

Four cats rule my life. All are related, brothers and sisters. One of them, Beowulf, just fell off the windowsill. Again. He has this new habit of falling asleep on the windowsill, and then falling off. He's so disoriented when he lands on the rug. Poor kitty! He's a very pretty kitty but not too bright. He's far too big to nap on the windowsill because he's too wide to fit on it but that doesn't stop him from trying. And falling off. Over and over again.

Kitties keep me company when I write. Lucky is napping next to me right now as I type. He's a tuxedo cat who's seven years old but he still acts like a kitten. In the morning, he likes to wander all over the couch when I'm trying to write. It can be very distracting to concentrate on writing descriptions of sex toys (my day job as a copywriter for a British sex toys company) or working on hot erotic sex scenes when a playful cat crawls all over you, demanding petting, or food, or water from the tap, or generally being an attention hog.

When they aren't hovering around me I'm breaking up cat spats. A month or two ago, Lucky and his older sister Scully got into a week-long, knock-down, drag-out fight. I spent seven days separating them and protecting our belongings from getting broken in their many scuffles. Suffice to say writing came in fits and spurts that week. It's hard to concentrate when you have to get up every five minutes keeping two of your four furballs from killing each other.

The only one who doesn't give me grief is Domino, and she's the eldest. She knows how to stay out of trouble.

So do you have pets that keep you company and entertain you while you write? Let's exchange cat, dog, parrot, fish, reptile, and rodent stories!



And now for pictures. This is Beowulf.



This is Lucky. He's a tuxedo cat.



This is Scully on the right with mommycat Oreo.



Here are Beowulf in the front and Domino behind him. Their color pattern is called "cap and saddle".



And now information about "Purr", my erotic retelling of the fairy tale "Puss In Boots". As you can see, I have cats on my mind.

Want to win a FREE SEX TOY?  :)

I'm giving away two sex toys, one for a man and one for a woman. To win, purchase PURR and e-mail me your proof of purchase. E-mail your proof of purchase to trishcwilson AT comcast DOT net. That puts you in the running. Contest runs until July 31, 2011. I'll select the winner on August 1st, 2011.

Sex toys come from the company Sextoy.com, located at http://www.sextoy.com.

Here's all the information you need about PURR.

Name: Elizabeth Black

Title: Purr (Based on "Puss In Boots")

Publisher: New Dawning Bookfair

Genre: Twisted Fairy Tale

Size: Short Story

ASIN: B005407APY

Cost: $2.99

Buy Links:

New Dawning Bookfair: http://tinyurl.com/purr-ndb

Amazon Kindle: http://tinyurl.com/purr-kindle

Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/63792

AllRomanceEBooks: http://tinyurl.com/purr-are

Purr Blog Category:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/search/label/Purr

Purr Info Page And Excerpt:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/2011/06/contest-buy-purr-and-win-free-sex-toy.html

Blurb:

Muca was a kitty with a little something extra. Not your ordinary Puss In Boots, she shifted into human form to entice all she met. She aspired for her master to become the richest and most respected man in the land, but her job was cut out for her.  He was but a lowly cobbler whom she tried to pass off as the Marquis of Carabas in order to convince the local farmers to trust her against a cruel ogre who tormented them. Would the farmers believe her, and would they find her charms as alluring as she found theirs?

Excerpt:

Francesca knelt before Gyorgy, fiddling with his slacks until she lowered them to the ground. He stepped out of them as he pulled his shirt over his head. He wore no under-garments. The powerfully built man, who towered above her, pumped his erect cock with one hand while he fondled Francesca's ample breast with the other. His long, black hair fell across his chiseled features, not quite masking his aroused expression. Milk from Francesca's breast trickled down his arm to drip on the floor.

"Come here," Muca growled. "I want to lick your arm."

She purred as she ran her tongue along his warm skin, tasting the sweetness of Francesca's life fluid. Gyorgy held his cock to her mouth, fisting her hair with his free hand.

"Here, taste this."

His cock tasted of olive oil, rosemary, and juniper. One of her favorite food combinations that made her mouth water so much drool rolled down her chin. He thrust in and out of her mouth with such abandon she almost didn't notice the pair of strong hands that kneaded her calves. Tibor knelt between her legs, massaging her skin until it tingled. When did he remove his clothes? I had no idea he was naked.

She writhed on the comforter, as aroused by his passion as she was by her own. Gyorgy grasped her face between his palms and guided her mouth to his cock once again. Restrained and at their mercy, she gave in to helplessness and deep arousal as both men worked on her most sensitive spots. Gyorgy worked her breasts as he thrust into her mouth, and Tibor buried his tongue between her folds. She tightened deep inside, needing one of them to enter her.

When Francesca held up the glass dildo, Muca wondered if the lovely mother had read her mind. Hands slick with oil, Francesca lubricated the dildo and then with a smile, slowly penetrated Muca. Ah, she warmed it! She knows how to pleasure me.

Technology: I'm in

I'm writing this entire blog from my smartphone. I've had them since their inception way back when, and am on smartphone #5: the Droid Incredible 2. Got it two days ago and am in love. I add this phone to my Kindle, streaming Netflex, netbook, laptop, and of course desktop.

And of course it's the mostly e-pubbed author who is a champion of technology. We all should be, frankly, readers and writers alike--and those who are both doubly so. Would we be here without it? Isn't it easier finding new books and authors to love? And having a Kindle is like having a bookstore in your home: instant gratification.

I sometimes wonder if we will soon be in a world where we'll take it all for granted. What do you think? Technology, are you in, out, or on the fence?

Love & Magic,
Adrianne
www.adriannebrennan.com

Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.2

The Magic of Online Shopping

Did you know that virtually any and everything can be bought online now? I know. I'm way behind the times. I recently bought a few clothing items online. It was impulse and a coupon that made me do it. The package came in just a few days and everything fit perfectly. I went right back to the site to buy more.

Now I'm thinking repression has ended in our nation. You heard it here first. Keep in mind that I live 'out'. There are few places to shop here and nothing of much interest has opened in the last fifty years or more. But online...that's where the magic is. You can order porn magazines, fresh clams and even a bride if that's where your inclination turns. You don't have to worry about what your neighbor thinks or your mail person. Hey, I'm thinking of ordering something myself but I can't tell you what- small town, remember? haha

What have you recently found online? Besides books by Midnight Seduction Authors of course! Give me links, tips and advice about this new fetish of mine. Have paypal- will travel- virtually of course!

An Open Letter to Woody Allen

From A.J. Llewellyn

Dear Mr. Allen,

A few days ago I was in a bit of a creative funk which perhaps only another author can understand. The funk was brief, but deep. It stopped me in my tracks. Seriously messed with the muse.
On Saturday I finally took time off from struggling with words and went to see Midnight in Paris. My boyfriend and I were mesmerized.
I am atill emotional from the impact of seeing this movie and what it did for me. It made me so happy in a way no other movie has for a long time. I want to thank you for that. It is not just an exquisite piece of art but a total sensory immersion into another realm. I went to a July 4th barbecue last night where family members now living in Paris, came for the summer vacation. They too, raved about the movie. It's been a long time since I've heard such diverse people all saying the same thing. It's the best movie we've seen all year.
Now I know that you know something about the muse being messed with, right? Well, your muse is back and we are all grateful for that.
My only quibble is that I can't buy the soundtrack until it's released at the end of the month. And I will buy it, not filch it for free even though I am sure it will be online within minutes of its release.
I feel as if I really spent time with Mr. Hemingway, Mr. Dali -sorry, Dah-LEE!, Gertrude Stein, Alice B. Toklas, Mr. Bunuel, Mr. Fitzgerald and his crazy-adorable wife, Zelda, Mr. Porter, Mr. Picasso and oh, of course, Mr. Matisse, Mr. Degas and...Gauguin, Touluse-Lautrec, and T.S. Eliot. You are so imaginative!
Of course, I feel an urge to run to Paris and find those stairs and wait for the car to pick me up. I would love to be transported back in time to revisit the great voices of our artistic heritage. I'm not fussy. I'll take midnight in Paris at any given generation when artists and writers were respected and serious discussion on the nature of creativity was normal.
On a personal level, I enjoyed your sly digs at Hollywood and how screenwriters are not taken seriously...I always worry when great authors tell me it's their fondest wish to be screenwriters, but I digress.
If I could go back, I'd like to meet Ms. Stein. I would treasure every critical word she had to tell me. I'd like to drink Absinthe with Mr. Hemingway and dissect words. What am I saying? Thanks to you, I already have. And when I forget, I'll just return for another dose of Midnight in Paris.
Readers of this blog...I am curious...if it were possible and you could go back in time to some golden age which one would you choose? Who would you meet? What would you say?

Thanks again,

A.J.

Bittersweet Memories erotic/contemporary/romance

Bittersweet Memories released from www.extasybooks.com on July 1.
Blurb:

Renay has a secret that she’s kept hidden for five years. With the return of Jake Savage, her world becomes topsy-turvy. She finds it hard to resist him remembering how they’d made love years ago. Will she hold firm and not give in to her traitorous needs or will he break down her barriers as he did in the past?

Beware when ordering online.

I had the unfortunate experience to log onto EBay and order a VCR that I needed for some old tapes I still loved to watch, but didn’t have a machine they’d work on.

I should have contacted a reputable company and had my old tapes converted into DVD’s, but I thought I was saving a buck by ordering a used VCR from EBay.

After paying shipping and the cost of the machine, it was delivered within a week. When it arrived the sliding door that moves back and forth when the tape is pushed into the machine and ejected came wrapped separately in a piece of plastic. Not to worry if this was all that was wrong with the machine. My hubby connected the door and we set about hooking it to the TV.

After making the connections and putting the tape inside, all the machine accomplished was a loud whining noise. I immediately contacted EBay and they gave me the telephone number of the person selling the product online. (That came as a surprise to me for a company to give out the personal information of a seller.)

When I contacted this person, I told them the machine didn’t work and I wanted my money back. The person immediately started screaming at me that the machine worked and that I had no right saying otherwise. I couldn’t believe this and interrupted the loud man telling him that I still wanted my money back. He proceeded to curse me by calling me a bitch and hung up the phone.

I contacted EBay and told them what had happened. Here’s what they had to say. They couldn’t do a thing about it even though EBay does profess to have insurance if a buyer receives an inoperable or damaged product. Not once did they offer to reimburse me. As far as what the seller had called me over the phone, Ebay ignored what I told them.

So anyone out there wanting to use EBay or any of the other places to order used items; beware. Maybe you might have more luck than I did, but I’d be definitely wary.

I’m wondering if anyone reading this had a bad experience dealing with an online company and was it resolved to your satisfaction. Did the seller reimburse you or were you left hanging with something you couldn’t use?



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