Midnight Seductions

Interview with Swinging Games’ Jennifer Andrews

2012-01-29T05:00:00.000-05:00

Today Midnight Seductions is interviewingJennifer Andrews, heroine of Adriana Kraft’s Swinging Games series at ExtasyBooks. With eight books already released and more on the way, Jen is havinga blast, and we’re glad she took a moment away from her adventures to give usthis candid up-close-and-personal interview.

Midnight Seductions: What makesyou special enough to be the heroine of not just a book but an entire series?

Jen: I’m not all that special,really – there must be lots of women out there just like me. Maybe they’re justkeeping quiet about it. I’m a happily married bisexual woman who is having thetime of my life with my husband in the swing lifestyle.

Midnight Seductions: Really? Haveyou always known you were bi?

Jen: No, I’m a late bloomer. I’min my early fifties now, married to Brett for over twenty five years, and onceour kids were out of the house we started spicing up our sex life with some sexyvideos created by women for women. I discovered that watching women having sexwith each other was a big turn-on for me, and that helped me put together somefeelings I’d barely thought about before. It didn’t take me long to own that Iwas sexually attracted to women as well as men. Pretty quickly I figured outthat the attraction alone meant I was bisexual – but what could I do aboutthat, as a married woman in love with my husband?

Midnight Seductions: Whathappened next?

Jen: One of our hot videos hintedat the swing lifestyle. I had no idea it really existed, but we started doingsome on-line research and joined a couple sites. I was amazed how normal someof the people sounded! Brett and I started chatting with some other couples online and finally decided to take the plunge – you can find that story in Swinging Games: Anticipation. It’sunbelievable how erotic it can be just imagininganother couple in bed with you!

Midnight Seductions: Tell usabout your most current adventure.

Jen: I’m so excited about ourlatest development – we’ve just formed a threesome, with a woman my age who’srecently widowed. She found us on line at one of our lifestyle websites. We gottogether briefly in Book Seven, Dare to Adventure,but she got called away to take care of her parents. Book Eight, Pushingthe Limits, opens with some hot three-way phone sex – I’d never triedthat before the lifestyle, either. What an amazing way to fill my bi-fantasiesand share the spice with my husband!

Midnight Seductions: Where do you seeyourself in five years?

Jen: Hmm, that’s a tough one. I’ll be nearlysixty – I’ve met lots of people in the lifestyle even older, so I hope I’mstill playing, for one thing. I do think staying sexually active helps keep meyoung at heart!

Midnight Seductions: Tell us alittle bit about your author. Where can we find more of their works?

Jen: Actually my author is twopeople, a husband/wife team writing under the pen name Adriana Kraft. They haveover twenty-five published erotic romance books at ExtasyBooks, WhiskeyCreek Press Torrid, LoveYou Divine and LogicalLust. You can find their books on their website, http://adrianakraft.wordpress.com,and their blog is http://adrianakraft.wordpress.com/blog(I know, those are long url’s, but their website is under construction, sothese links will take you straight to their pages).

Midnight Seductions: Does your authorever try to take over the story? And how do you deal with it?

Jen: That’s inevitable, I think! But I’mvery patient with them. They’ve had to take time to really get to know me andBrett. If they start writing something that’s not right for us, we just don’tcooperate, and they have to pull back and sort it out before moving on. Swinging Games: Anticipation is anexample of that – they dropped in on my life before I was really ready to startthe adventure, so they had to write the prequel first!

Midnight Seductions: Are you happywith the way people perceive you?

Jen: Readers and people who know mepersonally, yes – I’m playful, secure in myself, generous and warm hearted (oh,and adventurous, of course), and I think people in my inner circle appreciateme. I get tired of stereotypes about bisexuals, so I’m never happy when I runinto those. Sometimes I wish I could be real so I could join my authors intheir activism for my causes!

Midnight Seductions: If you couldoffer your author advice, what would it be?

Jen: Truly? I hope they keep tabson all my adventures so I can share my fun times with readers. And I hope theynever forget to follow their dreams.

Naked Guys: Good, Bad or Ugly? (Part Deux) by EM Lynley

2012-01-25T01:17:00.000-05:00

Time to revisit one of my favorite topics: male nudity in films.

I recently spent a pleasant Christmas holiday with one of my favorite people, author Cat Grant. I must admit that our choice of Blu-Ray films to watch might have been influenced by the degree of male nudity. At least we have the excuse "it's part of our job" of writing gay erotic romance.

Cat, about Velvet Goldmine: "Ewan MacGregor jumps around completely naked."
Me: "That's up next, then."
Ewan didn't disappoint. In fact, I'm not sure he's been in a film where he didn't show it all off.

We may also have paused and replayed scenes of other films with VPL, but let's get back on topic...

There's a film I can't wait to see: Magic Mike, with some of Hollywood's hunkiest actors playing male strippers (Joe Manganello, Matt Bomer, Alex Pettyfer and Channing Tatum). Of course, that's not likely to have anyone take it all off, which is a damn shame.

What do you think of male nudity in films? After seeing so many breasts, I'd like to see way more dicks in flicks than we usually get in the US.

I'm asking in the name of research. I'm not talking about porn films, because we expect it, but about mainstream films that aren't necessarily about sex, or just about sex.

In the US, there isn't much of it. I recall the furor over "naked" Richard Gere when American Gigolo came out (oops, I may be giving away my generation here), then being pretty damn disappointed. All that over practically nothing, yet it was such a big deal at the time!

In Europe, you can find a lot more penises in films, in scenes were nudity is natural or makes sense, and not for the shock or comedy factor that it's often used in American films. Shame on films like Bruno and Borat that use it to make everyone uncomfortable.

Naked men should be sexy!!

Why all the fuss? We've had naked women in films for decades, showing off their assets, bouncing around and luring straight men into movie theatres. But the double standard continues for men.

Playgirl magazine never had the success of Playboy? Is it because women don't like looking at naked guys, or they won't admit it? Or they're too afraid to buy the mag?

Did anyone else notice the irony that in The Full Monty we never actually get to see the full monty? In Watchmen, we have Dr. Manhattan and his bouncing blue bits, and that got plenty of backlash. Why? Probably because it didn't really fit into the rest of the film. Sure it makes sense in some of the scenes, but overall to me it should have been an all-or-nothing issue. Either he's always naked or he never is. The way it was done negated the value of his nudity.

Remember Dante's Cove, that gay/paranormal Canadian TV show that was so cheesy, but made up for it with plenty of dicks in season one? Then they cut way back on the nudity. What was up ( or not) with that?

What are the best recent films to find some good-looking nude men? Feel free to post a link to a screen shot if you want.

I'd definitely like to hear from the guys out there as well, what you think of the double standard? Are gay men tired of seeing boobs and not dicks in mainstream films? Are straight guys worried their ladies might start comparing you to the guy in the film? It's not like we haven't seen other dicks!

So, what's your opinion?

EM Lynley writes gay erotic romance. Her latest release is "A Christmas Bonus" available from Amazon, All Romance eBooks and Ravenous Romance. Read an excerpt. Visit her online at emlynley.com or on Facebook.

Alec Compton's dream job at a Wall Street investment firm is on the line if he can't close a make-or-break takeover deal by the end of the year.

The buyer is none other than world-renowned billionaire and corporate raider Brant Linton, recently named one of the hottest and most eligible gay businessmen. Electricity crackles at their first meeting, and Alec's thoughts drift far from business, despite his distaste for Brant's business practices.

When Brant takes off early to spend Christmas with his sister's family on the exclusive French Polynesian island of Taha'a, Alec has no choice but to follow if he wants to get Brant to sign on the dotted line. But Brant's sister has forbidden him from conducting business during the holidays and Alec must masquerade as Brant's boyfriend.

Then business turns into pleasure, but neither Brant nor Alec know whether the other is there for the deal, or for something more personal in EM Lynley's sizzling holiday novella A CHRISTMAS BONUS.

QUIRKY SAYINGS

2012-01-23T12:31:00.000-05:00

Idioms

I've always found idioms or colloquialisms, or if you prefer quirkysayings interesting. Take 'Crazy as a Bedbug'. From the first word we know it'sreferring to some form of craziness. It could be a person, a slogan, a scheme oreven a law, but it's crazy. Where did this saying come from? Is it very old? Iknow it's been around for awhile.

Here's a few more to scratch your head about:

Smart as a whip — a whip?
Hairbrained idea
Bun in the oven
Keep on truckin'
Flummox the lummox — I have no idea what this is a substitute for.
Jump right on it
Break a leg
Shake a leg
Keep your nose to the grindstone — man that's gotta hurt.
Cat's pajamas — did cats ever wear pajamas?
Bee's knees — bees have knees?
Get the lead out
Gnat's eyebrow
Dumb as a box of socks—well we have smart as a whip and dumb as box of socks
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer.
Is the Pope Catholic?
Only one oar in the water
Not playing with a full deck
You can't outthink someone who doesn't think
Can of worms — going fishing?
Doubting Thomas
Chip on his shoulder
An arm and a leg
At the drop of a hat
Barking up the wrong tree
Cock and bull story
Let's cut to the chase
Devil's advocate
All your eggs in one basket
Dead ringer
Eighty-six
Drive me up the wall
Dry run
Rags to riches
Beating around the bush
Graveyard shift — lookout for the ghosts
Head over heels
In the buff
Kick the bucket
Kitty corner
Stiff one — drink that is J
Let sleeping dogs lie
On the fence
Over the top
Raining Cats and Dogs
Under the weather
When pigs fly
Til the cows come home
Whole nine yards
Last straw
Spitting image
Ducks in a row

That's enough for now. As you can see, some idioms are insuch common use we think of them more like vocabulary. How about you. Can youshare any clever idioms with us?

In case any of you are interested, here are my latestreleases, Hollywood Witches and Going Deep. Both are on sale at Amazon or AllRomance:

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Stress Relief

2012-01-19T10:12:00.002-05:00

Life can be stressful, that's a given. Work, kids, dinancial issues, illness...the list goes on and on. Some jobs can and have to be done under extreme duress. It's the nature of the beast, but for me writing is not one of those. Stress absolutely destroys my creativity. When I'm really stressed I can't write and when I don;t write my stress just increases. It's a vicious cycle.
Now I'm not writing this post in search of pity but ideas.
We all have bad days. Sometimes we have a bad week even but I seem to be having a bad month, and then some. When the highlight of the last 30 days or so is making sure that my grandad's DNR order is in place I know I've hit a really rough patch in my life. I've tried all the old standbys I normally use to relax and now of them are working. I need some downtime desperately. So i want to know what you do to chill out. What sure fire cures do you have for finding relaxation even at the ugliest of times. I'm proclaming today national destress day. Let's get those ideas posted. Maybe lots of people will discover new ways to bring a little downtime into their lives. Lord knows I could use some.
Beth

A New Year and a New Start!

2012-01-11T11:55:00.000-05:00

It's a beautiful new year! I promised myself that I wouldn't make any New Year's resolutions. So I didn't. Really, I didn't! But things seem to have remodeled themselves around me anyway, regardless of my intentions.

The new gym in town opened (which I have been waiting for since we moved here six months ago)... so I joined yesterday. It's the only gym in town and it looks pretty usable.

I started with a two new publishers last year (Razor's Edge Press and Changeling Press). I ended up with a short erotica release for REP and a Christmas short for Changeling. Plus, I ended up with lots of little plot bunnies running around.

I grabbed several of those little plot bunnies and squeezed out their guts onto the computer. So now the first part of my new year is pretty full of new releases. Brand new, never-seen-before erotic, romantic fun.

December, 2011: White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings (Changeling Press)

January, 2012: Protect and Serve: Shifting Forces (Changeling Press)

February, 2012: Foxy: Grin and Bear It (Changeling Press)

March, 2012: Protect and Serve: Shifting Focus (Changeling Press)

April, 2012: B R E A T H E !! LOL

May, 2012: Protect and Serve: Shifting Heat (Changeling Press)

Yeah. That's the first part of my new year. Coming out of a pretty rough couple of years after my accident, it feels REALLY good to be writing again. I think the year 2012 is looking pretty nice so far... what do you think?

Cassidy

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Here's a little bit about my upcoming release on January 27, 2012 at Changeling Press: (isn't that cover HOT?)

Protect and Serve: Shifting Forces

by Cassidy McKay

~ Sometimes, the only way to have it all is by Shifting Forces
(M/M/F erotic urban fantasy/suspense/menage)

Aurora Monroe has detailed plans for her life -- and not one of them includes being barefoot, pregnant and under the thumbs of two decidedly alpha males. But what's a girl to do when she has two sexy shifters both trying to claim mating rights?

When two paranormals on opposite sides of the war save an injured human, they unintentionally mark her as their wife. Bonded by blood, fire and passion, the gryphon and phoenix shifters do everything they can to keep their new human mate safe.

Getting her to go along with the plan is a different matter. She has no intention of following their orders. Found in defiance of both human laws and paranormal traditions, the battle for their rights turns into a fight for their lives.

Sex between a human and her two shifters can be spectacular, but is it worth risking everything for a chance at forever?

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You can read an excerpt on my website: http://cassidymckay.com/shifting_forces.html

And on January 27th, 2012, the book is available at Changeling Press!

New Year's Resolutions: overrated, easily broken, or highly inspiring?

2012-01-09T11:21:00.000-05:00

Depending on how you approach your goals for the new year, the idea of resolutions can either be overrated, easily broken, or highly inspiring. New year for a lot of people psychologically means a fresh start, a chance to do something new! Use that energy to channel your best and possible self to get yourself on track towards whatever goals you wish to make, then make them!

Here, I'll cite mine as an example:
1) Continue working on my to-do lists daily to keep myself on track for appointments, tasks, and errands
2) Manage my time better so I can fit more things in a single day
3) Spend less time socializing and more time GETTING THINGS DONE
4) Write at least 1000 words daily
5) Exercise six days a week
6) Lose the remaining 5-10 lbs
7) Reduce my overhead so that in 12-18 months, I can be self employed with one of my second jobs

Okay...now that is a LOT...lol! If you have a list like this, find a few goals on it that will help you with the rest and focus on those.

What are some of yours for the new year? SHARE! Do you have a list longer than mine? Do you think I'm insane? TELL ME! :D

Love & Magic,
Adrianne
www.adriannebrennan.com

What if you could have All You Ever Wanted?

2012-01-08T14:54:00.003-05:00

My most recent release, All I Ever Wanted, is about a man who gets a sexual partner who is everything he's ever wanted. Think about it. What if you could get a partner that was absolutely everything you'd ever wanted. You want foreplay- boom, you got it. You want a kiss in that certain special place that drives you wild- done! Of course there could be too much of a good thing....but then again, maybe not.

I'm not afraid to ask for what I want and I hope you all aren't either. Decide what your perfect sexual partner would do, say and act like during the act. Then go tell your significant other. It really is that easy. Now I'm not saying your vanilla guy or gal will instantly be into spanking or that the mam/woman who puts your nipple rings on will let you try it on him or her one day, but hey, communication is key!

Here's more about All I Ever Wanted:
Buy Link: http://redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?products_id=1155

Excerpt:

I exempted myself from their droll company, and made my way in the direction of the slutty dressed temptress who boldness excited me. My eyes devoured every inch from her hot pink top all the way down to her too–tight, black skirt. Oh, yes baby, gaudy to the max. Half way across the room our eyes locked. What a twinkle. Don’t look away, I begged with silent longing. Her hands waved back and forth as she stepped away from the bluebloods, touching each of them on the shoulder as she moved. Touch me, touch me, I pleaded. How long had it taken this angel to stuff her folds into that stifling outfit? And next time would she let me help her? Every lewd action I planned to take against her formed into a plan before we ever spoke.

“Hey. I’m Mandy. Want to dance? Get a drink?” A red headed bimbo, perfect teeth and make up, slid up beside me, drunk as a skunk. I noticed a wink my way from Mr. Hizeman.

“No thanks. I’m meeting a friend over there.” I attempted to walk away quietly but she wouldn’t give up. I pointed to my dream girl. “She’s waiting for me.”

“That cow? What would you want with her? I can make your dreams come true, soldier.” She moved my hand to her ass. My destination girl’s eyebrows rose in question.

I shook my head vehemently back and forth. “If you were a man I’d punch the living daylights out of you. I haven’t even met her and I already know she’s more woman than you’ll ever be.” I jerked away from the simpleton and she fell face down on the floor. Several guests ran to her rescue throwing a few insults my way as they helped her stand. All that mattered was closing the gap between where I stood and the striking vision before me.

Hidden Mickeys and Astro Burgers

2012-01-05T10:29:00.005-05:00

By A.J. Llewellyn

As a kid growing up in Australia I fell in love with Hollywood...old Hollywood and pined for it from afar. When my father sent me to LA to stay with a woman he was dating and I began to attend school here, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I tasted peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the first time. I baked brownies with my adopted siblings and best of all, the stores were open really, really late every single day AND we had a real Christmas tree!

I couldn't believe it when my dad and his paramour broke up. I think I was more heart-broken than she was.

I couldn't wait to come back here and live my life in Hollywood. And I did.

I have a strong passion for Hawaii and travel there at every opportunity but my life in LA sometimes seems...mundane, until I get out of town visitors.

Now that my friend and fellow author Serena Yates is visiting me I have creaked open the box that locked my Hollywood dreams.

It's been fun showing her the LA I know and love. What I have realized is how wonderful all of California really is. I've been dismayed to see so many changes, particularly in Ojai, a town of cowboys and orange groves. I am shocked it's now all high-end wine bars and uppity clothing boutiques. Even the once-grungy dive bar, The Hub, has had a lick or two of high-gloss paint.

But we still have our Hidden Mickeys, and I was pleased to discover, Astro Burgers.

For those who don't know, Hidden Mickeys are a secret passion for us Angelinos. The pic above was taken in Disneyland and is an air vent in one of the saloons on Main Street. The Hidden Mickey inside was is only part of the inside joke...the real Hidden Mickey is the cut-out ears on the front panel.

These little gems are all over LA...and people are obsessed with them.

Me, I'm just glad some things don't change. Not every piece of our precious celluloid paradise has been, to quote Joni Mitchell, paved over and turned into a parking lot.

I've enjoyed showing Serena the Brady Bunch house and some of my favorite little pockets of LA. Showing her these little treasures has made me fall in love with my home town again.

That in itself is a Hidden Mickey...one I didn't expect. Love is like that. Living in a place for a long time is like an enduring marriage that becomes very comfortable but not especially exciting.

An unexpected outside influence can shine a light on how lucky you really are and for that, I am grateful.

So thank you, Serena, and Mr. Walt Disney. You both have a piece of my heart.

Aloha oe,

A.J.

A guide for women to follow with health issues.

2012-01-03T08:55:00.000-05:00

Inside Track To Love
Blurb

Teri loves to work on race cars learning her skills from her brothers back home in Indiana. When Pete Schaeffer stops at the garage where she’s working, he offers her a job on the spot to travel with him to his business in Illinois. She accepts his offer with one thing in mind. To compete in the Nascar race later in the year at the track near Pete’s garage. Pete assigns Teri Kelly O’Brien’s car to maintain, but tells her to keep a low profile because Kelly is very choosy about who works on his machines. Little does Teri know that once she meets Kelly O’Brien, her life turns into turmoil. Keeping her identity a secret is hard to do after she discovers she’s fallen for Kelly. What will happen when Kelly discovers her deception? Will he forgive and forget?

Available @ http://www.extasybooks.com/. An erotic contemporary romance.

Thank goodness the holidays are over. I breathe a sigh of relief that I’ve gotten through the madness, not only in my own home, but the stores, as well.

I could dedicate this blog about New Year’s resolutions, but why? None of us keep them anyway. So today, I’m offering some sound advice to every woman out there.

Below is a blog for women dealing with health issues. Be sure and read the entire blog to find out if this could help you.

Important Women's Health Issue:
* Do you have feelings of inadequacy?
* Do you suffer from shyness?
* Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?
* Do you suffer exhaustion from the day to day grind?
If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist about Margaritas
Margaritas are the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about yourself and your actions. Margaritas can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing to do just about anything. You will notice the benefits of Margaritas almost immediately and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from living the life you want to live.
Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will discover many talents you never knew you had. Stop hiding and start living, with Margaritas.
Margaritas may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Margaritas. However, women who wouldn't mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.
Side effects may include:
- Dizziness
- Nausea
- Vomiting
- Incarceration
- Erotic lustfulness
- Loss of motor control
- Loss of clothing
- Loss of money
- Loss of virginity
- Table dancing
- Headache
- Dehydration
- Dry mouth
- And a desire to sing Karaoke
WARNINGS:

* The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you are whispering when you are not.
* The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.
* The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to think you can sing.
* The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.

Please share this with other women who may need Margaritas.

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Happy New Year from Adriana!

2011-12-29T06:00:00.000-05:00

It’s only two days before New Year’s Eve – how will you and yoursweetie celebrate this year? Soft and mellow? Wild and crazy? Snuggling at homeor out with the crowds at Times Square?

Some years we sit home together with a bottle of wine andwatch the ball drop from the comfort of our living room. Some years we go outdancing in a tux and gown with a live band and don’t quit tillthe wee hours of the morning. This year we have a suite reserved in a downtownhotel and tickets to a new production we’re excited about, then champagne andour own private celebration after!

Whatever you’re doing, however many sweeties are involved,the two halves of Adriana wish you a happy and playful New Year’s Eve and afulfilling 2012.

White Wine in the Sun: Aussie Christmas and More by EM Lynley

2011-12-25T11:56:00.003-05:00

I was driving south to Monterey on a chilly Northern California Christmas Eve morning when I heard an intriguing spot on NPR. Australian singer Tim Minchen was performing a song about Christmas, called "Drinking White Wine in the Sun." Well, even in California, it's never quite that hot on Christmas. It really got me thinking about how most of our holiday tradition--including the songs--are so Northern-Hemisphere centric. Of course that only covers about half the world, and there are plenty of people who don't have snow or mistletoe and wouldn't even think of roasting chestnuts on an open fire in December.

For many people the ideal Christmas includes snow. "White Christmas" is arguably one the most popular holiday songs, at least in the US. But in general, the songs we hear involve snowmen and ice skating and Santa lives at the North Pole, with lots of snow. But not everyone's Christmas tradition includes freezing your ass off.

In Argentina, people enjoy fireworks and among the favorite dishes are cold salads and refreshing iced drinks. No hot chocolate and rich eggnogs.

Having a non-traditional Christmas setting was one of the key points in my holiday novella "A Christmas Bonus." Here, two New Yorkers Brant and Alec find themselves on a sunny island in French Polynesia (not far from Tahiti), finishing up a business deal, while trying to enjoy a traditional family Christmas. But they're both like fish out of water, Alec because he's an outsider with Brant's family and Brant because he's never taken time to appreciate his own family, letting business get in the way. This Christmas, it's Brant's niece and nephew, along with Alec who remind Brant how important holidays and family really are. He finds his own seasonal epiphany and changes his life--and that of many other people--for the better.

What are your favorite holiday traditions, wherever you live? And would you want to celebrate Christmas in another part of the world? Would a beach Christmas be fun, or just not really Christmas for you?

Who Dreams Up These Dirty Nasty Filthy Named Cocktails

2011-12-23T08:26:00.000-05:00

Dirty NastyFilthy Named Cocktails

The Holiday season is upon us, so I thoughtI'd touch on the absurd. So for all of you who have been dying to know, here isa list of all those dirty, filthy nasty named drinks you've been curious aboutand how to make them.
Perfect for those of you who are throwing aparty and want to serve drinks that are bound to start a conversation, or arein a festive but naughty mood or are just plain randy, this list is bound tospread cheer as well as your legs.

Slippery Bald Beaver

Ingredients
1/2 oz butterscotch schnapps
1 oz Bailey's® Irish cream
1/2 oz strawberry puree
Pour ingredients into a stainless steelshaker over ice. Shake until ice cold. Pour into an ice-filled old-fashionedglass, and serve.

Definitely not the drink you order whenyou are out with the guys to watch the Fall Classic. Maybe, just maybe, it isacceptable to get a few shots of these if you run into a cougar, and you arelooking for a sexually suggestive drink name that will simultaneously make awoman laugh, and alter the direction of your evening.
Bend Over Shirley

Ingredients
1 1/2 oz raspberry vodka
4 oz Sprite® soda
3/4 oz Rose's® grenadine syrup
Fill a 12oz. glass with cubed ice. Add 1.5 oz. of Raspberry Vodka. AddSprite, and top off with Grenadine. Garnish with two Maraschino Cherries.

Not the drink that you order at Grandma's80th Birthday. I don't care if it is open bar at the fancy ballroom that yourparents and aunts and uncles rented out for her, and even if there is no one inear shot. You can't let anyone in your family find out that you drink beveragesnamed this way.

Butt Sex
Ingredients
2 oz strong black coffee
1 oz vodka
1 oz triple sec
1/3 oz lemon juice
Fill with whipped cream
Start with the coffee, preferablyespresso. Add in the vodka, triple sec and lemon juice (lime juice can be usedinstead) and stir. Top with the whipped cream.

Butt Sex. See Bend Over Shirley.
Suck, Bang & Blow!

Ingredients
1 oz Jacquin's® orange flavored gin
1 oz Rumple Minze® peppermint liqueur
2 oz Goldschlager® cinnamon schnapps
1 oz Jagermeister® herbal liqueur
3 oz Jose Cuervo® Especial gold tequila
1 oz Hpnotiq® liqueur
1 oz Smirnoff® vodka
1 oz Absolut® Citron vodka
1 oz Aristocrat® triple sec
1 peeled, whole lime
5 oz strawberry daiquiri mix
2 cups cranberry juice
1 cup sugar
Add all ingredients to a blender with ice,and blend until smooth. Pour into a hurricane glass, and serve.

As this name would indicate, this drink isa whole lot of fun. Just look at that ingredients list. This would probably bemy last drink if I were on my way to rehab (literally drinking this whiledriving there), as well as If I were just about to be put down via lethalinjection.

Ass
Ingredients
1 oz Absolut® vodka
1 splash DeKuyper® Sour Apple Pucker schnapps
Almost-fill a shot glass with Absolutvodka. Top off with a splash of DeKuyper's sour apple pucker, and serve.

This is the kind of drink that you canjoke with your friends in a innocent pre-party environment. You just don't wantto be caught yelling for ass at the bar later that night.

Sex on My Face

Ingredients
1/2 oz Yukon Jack® Canadian whisky
1/2 oz Malibu® coconut rum
1/2 oz Southern Comfort® peach liqueur
1/2 oz banana liqueur
1 splash cranberry juice
1 splash pineapple juice
1 splash orange juice

Mix in tall glass w/ice.

This is a drink you may want to be caughtyelling for at the bar, especially if the bartender is attractive, humorous andyou actually have a chance with her. Most likely though, she's just flirtingwith you to get better tips and you've just been put in her mental file binlabeled "creepy guy".

The Blow Job

Ingredients
1/2 oz anisette
1/2 oz Irish cream
Layer in a shot glass; Irish cream on top,and serve.

Who doesn't love blow jobs? Asemmasculating as this drink sounds and looks when someone is taking one, youcan't deny that they are fun. Maybe it's just fun to hear girls say"it".

Screaming Orgasm

Ingredients
1 oz vodka
1 1/2 oz Bailey's® Irish cream
1/2 oz Kahlua® coffee liqueur
Pour first vodka, then Bailey's, thenKahlua into a cocktail glass over crushed ice. Stir.
Caution: use only high quality vodka.Cheap vodka can cause the Bailey's to curdle. Test your brand of vodka bymixing 1 Tsp each of vodka and Bailey's first.

If only mixing a drink would deliver an"O", right guys? Well, either way... this is a tasty beverage.Reminds me of a White Russian, but with a better name.

The Leg Spreader

Ingredients
1 oz 1800® Tequila
1 oz vodka
1 oz gin
1 oz rum
Mix in glass and enjoy.

The Leg Spreader. Not just a cleaver name.Everyone knows what happens when Tequila is brought into the mix. You justgotta make sure you don't drink too much or eat that gross worm the Mexicansput in there.

Slippery Nipple

Ingredients
1/2 oz Bailey's® Irish cream
1/2 oz butterscotch schnapps
Serve as is.

The Slippery Nipple is a fun drink name tosay, but once again you gotta be careful when you order this drink. I went toSan Diego and had some Slippery Nipples with a couple of Asian girls lastweekend. That is ok. If I were to go play some Golf with my friends fromcollege, however, I'd probably stick to Light Beer. Maybe a Microbrew.

Blue Balls

Ingredients
1 oz raspberry vodka
1 oz coconut rum
1 oz Blue Curacao liqueur

Pour one part of all three ingredients into a shaker, with ice. Mix well andserve as double shots.
I don't know when I'd ever want blueballs. I think the only time you'd ever get one of these drinks is if yourgirlfriend comes back to the booth with shots for you and all of your friends,and she gets everyone else a kamikaze except for you. Instead she gets you aBlue Balls. It's her clever way of telling you that she might be holding out onyou later, if you don't stop making fun of her weird ass family.

Afghani Whore

Ingredients
4 oz rum
1 can root beer
4 oz vodka
Just pour to taste and enjoy.

VariousMotherfucker Drinks

1. Adios Motherfucker
2. Adios Motherfucker #3
3. Blue MotherFucker
4. Blue MotherFucker #2
5. Cocky Carrot
6. Colorado Motherfucker
7. Colorado Motherfucker #2
8. Fucked Up Motherfucker
9. Happy Birthday Motherfucker
10. Mexican Motherfucker
11. Mongolian Motherfucker
12. Mongolian Motherfucker #2
13. Motherfucker
14. Motherfucker #2
15. Motherfucker Shot
16. New York Motherfucker #2
17. Purple Motherfucker
18. Purple Motherfucker #2
19. Purple Motherfucker #3

Motherfucker (Original)

Motherfucker, pardon the French, combines twoextremely potent liquors, a brand of 160 proof rum and absinthe which isbetween 100 and 140 proof

Ingredients

1/2 oz absinthe herbal liqueur
1/2 oz Stroh® 80 rum

Pour the two ingredients together in a shot glass(approximately equal amounts, or whichever you would rather have most of). Turna tall glass upside down, and place it over the shot glass. Have a straw at theready. Lift the tall glass up slightly, and light the shot glass, beforeplacing the glass back down again, making sure that as little of the fumes canescape as possible. Then inhale the fumes with your straw from the still upsidedown glass, finishing off by shooting the shot.

Cocky Motherfucker

Ingredients

1/2 oz Goldschlager® cinnamon schnapps
1/2 oz amaretto almond liqueur

Blue Motherfucker

There'sa Purple Motherfucker , Green Motherfucker and Yellow Motherfucker . Now a Blue Motherfucker has been spottedin Athens, Georgia and Orlando, Florida. Here's how it goes.

Ingredients

3 oz Absolut® Citron vodka
3 oz Blue Curacao liqueur
3 oz sweet and sour mix

Adios Motherfucker

Ingredients

1/2 oz Smirnoff® vodka
1/2 oz rum
1/2 oz tequila
1/2 oz gin
1/2 oz Blue Curacao liqueur
2 oz sweet and sour mix
2 oz 7-Up® soda

Ménage a Trois

Ingredients

1 part Rum, dark
1 part Triple Sec
1 part Cream

Mixing Instructions

Shake equal parts of all ingredients with ice;strain into a cocktail glass.

Hand Job

Ingredients

1 oz Vodka

1 oz Tequila

1 oz Banana Liqueur

1 oz Irish Cream

APiece of Ass

1 shot amaretto almond liqueur
1 shot Southern Comfort® peach liqueur
fill with sweet and sour mix

Pour liquors over ice in a glass. Fill with sourmix and serve.

There you have it. Now you are armed andready to Party.
You know, I wonder. I don't think I haveenough nerve to ask a bartender to fix me an Cocky Motherfucker or aPiece of Ass.
Do you?

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Now available, the longer and better Second Edition versions of French Kiss (one of my favorites) and Dumped (one of my best).

An admissions department snafu at Manhattan's prestigious Juilliard School for the Arts, pairs a lovely African American girl in the same dorm room with a blond blue eyed Frenchman. Maybe it's karma, but sparks of frustration turn into the heat of attraction and within the week the pair becomes a couple. But cruel fate steps in at Christmas vacation, when, after a second snafu, the lovebirds are separated the by an ocean of despair, the Atlantic Ocean.

Lila Patterson receives the shock of her life when, after being stood up for lunch by her husband, she returns home and finds her things being moved into a moving van.

Seeing her husband standing on the lawn directing the movers, she storms up to her husband, only to receive an even bigger shock and deep hurt when their lawyer, her long time friend from college, hands her a divorce petition.

Coming from Dee Dawning in the New Year:

Seducing a Geek
The Ruthless Preacher
EEK I'm Her
Rejected - a Letta Storm Novella
Cowgirls

FILTHY LEUKER - M/M Bisexual Werewolf Erotic Romance

2011-12-13T08:00:00.001-05:00

Have you read my novella Feral Heat, which is about the lives and antics of Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, two bisexual werewolves? Those two work as lighting technicians for stage plays. That book has always been my best seller. Since many people have written to me telling me how much they like Sam and Grant I've decided to write more stories that include those two characters. The first story appears in the book Explicit Encounters published by Romance Divine. It's called Fluff The Master, and it's a FREE READ! Yes, you read that right. FREE! So pick up your copy today. You may find it at AllRomanceeBooks. You may also e-mail me at trishcwilson AT comcast DOT net and I will give you a PDF copy of the book.

AllRomanceeBooks – Explicit Encounters – Contains Fluff The Master.

Here's my Feral Heat page on my web site. It has everything you need: buy links, excerpt, blurb, reviews, and cover.

The second story is called Filthy Leuker, and it released this past Friday. Look for it at AllRomanceEbooks, Barnes and Noble Nook, Amazon Kindle, Bookstrand, Kobo, and other locations. Filthy Leuker continues the story of Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, my bisexual werewolves from my novella Feral Heat. You may also find Sam and Grant in the free read Fluff The Master, published by Romance Divine in its Explicit Encounters anthology.

Here are a blurb and an excerpt from Filthy Leuker to whet your appetite. Treat yourself to some fantastic Christmas gifts by getting Feral Heat, Fluff The Master, and Filthy Leuker at the same time!

BLURB

Erotic author Elizabeth Black is back. And she brings with her those lusty, bisexual werewolves/stagehands from her hot and sexy Feral Heat. This time Grant and Sam have their eyes on the show’s luscious male dancer: Leuker. To keep it all interesting, the lithesome ladies, Lina and Charlotte, are also along. It’s a paranormal, erotic, anything goes FIVE-some. Blame it all on…Filthy Leuker.

EXCERPT

"I don't think we'll be getting much rest tonight. I'm feeling adventurous!" Charlotte dipped her finger in her Tuaca and rubbed it around her mouth, pursing her lips with the promise of much more. She pulled a pair of dice out of her back pocket of her jeans and rolled them in her palm. "What do you say we play with my Sex Dice?"

"What are Sex Dice?" Luke looked so open and naïve Sam wanted to hug him.

"He's adorable," Charlotte brushed her fingers against Luke's arm, making Luke double-take at her bold gesture. A pang of jealousy washed over Sam, but he immediately shoved the feeling away. They'd share each other's bodies soon enough. Charlotte continued: "Sex Dice are a game. We shake the dice and do whatever they tell us to do. One die says what to do and the other die says to whom to do it."

Luke reached for the dice in Charlotte's hand but Lina slapped him away. She likes slapping. I could get into a little swat. The pain would do me good.

"No!” Lina commanded. “I'd rather see your reaction the moment you have to remove your shirt or French kiss the person to your right."

"Good thing we're bi or that could be awkward." Mirth filled Grant's voice.

"Or enticing," Charlotte nibbled brie from an apple slice. Melting cheese dripped from the corner of her mouth, and the tip of her tongue snatched it up before it could get away, making Sam's cock twitched with delight. "Have you ever seen two straight women kiss? It's very exciting. All the giggling and petting. They love it. They just don't admit it."

"Enough talk! Let's play. Everyone on the floor in a circle." Sam took the dice from Charlotte as the five of them sat on the floor with Sam against the couch and to his right Grant, then Lina, Luke, and Charlotte.

"I'll go first," He took a long swallow of his Tuaca and tossed the dice on the rug.

A writer's Christmas... is it real or imaginary?

2011-12-11T14:15:00.009-05:00

As December rolls around, I find myself searching for that magical Christmas that exists in every writer's life. You know the one I'm talking about...snow gently falling, a fragrant twinkling Christmas tree, the yummy smells of food cooking, and family bursting into spontaneous caroling.

Hmm. Well, it sounds nice, doesn't it? Only it doesn't exist. Not in my house yet, anyway. Yes, Procrastination is my middle name. I'm thinking of changing it legally.

So I'm not there yet, and my Christmas probably won't be a Currier & Ives postcard moment, we have fun and it all seems to work out in the end. I do enjoy the season, and I've written two sexy holiday romances to celebrate.

The latest one is very, very naughty--Henry the Christmas elf is definitely on Santa's Naughty List.

The book releases this Friday, December 16th at Changeling Press. I hope you'll spend a little Christmas cheer and have some naughty fun with me.

White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings

by Cassidy McKay
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What's a Christmas Elf to do when he wants to sex up the North Pole a bit? Make adult toys, of course!

When Henry's Elven magic goes awry, Santa's workshop will never be the same.

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R-rated Exerpt:

The rest of the Approval Committee lined up their chairs behind the table where they could watch the show, their hands down their Elven pants, furiously stroking or frigging themselves. Henry wouldn’t have been surprised to see scoring paddles marked 10 held up by each and every Elf if their hands hadn’t been so busy. Still, Mrs. Claus likely would have confiscated the paddles for their pleasurable punishment after she was done with Santa.

As if that weren’t enough to permanently etch his name on the Naughty List, a very large purple dildo suddenly rolled out of the sack on the table in front of the Committee. It landed with a sparkling plop on the floor and started a wickedly sensual solo dance. The charmed instrument writhed and twirled, leaning in turn toward each of the occupants in the room. It stopped with a quiver when it pointed toward Santa.

Oh God, not the Pulsing Purple People Pleaser!

Henry felt the magic he’d created swirling, building strength as the dildo squatted down, widening at the base. It started pulsing up and down, the thickness throbbing with magic as it gathered, spring-like.

“Santa! Watch out!”

http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1742

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But if naughty elves aren't your Christmas wish this year, how about a sentimental paranormal holiday?

A Candle in the Window (an erotic holiday romance)

is available now at Cobblestone Press

http://cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/candle.htm

This year, after a heartfelt but unheard Christmas wish, Shelby Lassen invites more than a stranger into her home one snowy December evening - she invites the promise of true love, and the hope of the season.

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You can read an excerpt on my website at:

http://cassidymckay.com/a_candle_in_the_window.html

Giving

2011-12-03T09:30:00.000-05:00

Blurb:

Jackson Grant was caught between a rock and a hard place. Those youthful indiscretions could come back to haunt one, and Jackson felt his time at hand. His beautiful wife, Tosha, wanted to attend a rock concert by two of her favorite performers. But would doing so open up old memories? Ones that Jackson wanted to keep in the past? Who doesn’t dream of life on the road, on tour, part of a rock and roll entourage? But dreams don’t always come true, even as part of a Rock and Roll Fantasy.

Rock And Roll Fantasy due for release on December 9th from http://www.romancedivine.com/.
Christmas is just around the corner and already I’m tired of seeing the decorations in the stores and lit up on the main streets. Most of the people in our community have decorated their homes, lawns, ornaments in yards and every other place imaginable.
It’s not that I’m down on Christmas, but I’d like to wait at least until Thanksgiving is over and out of the way. Why is every one in such a rush? Is it to promote the idea that it’s time to start shopping for gifts already and helping store owners rake in the cash?
Some of you are probably saying bah humbug about my blog. What I want to emphasize is the reason for Christmas. To me, it isn’t the expensive gifts we give, or receive. There’s something missing in Christmas in our fast-paced society and we need to try to change things.
I’d like to get back to the true meaning of why we should celebrate. Giving is the main word. We should try to give to the less fortunate in our community and make sure their needs are met whether it’s donating to the food pantries or in giving to the bell ringers, or other charities that abound in this season.
I try to donate hoping to make someone else’s Christmas just a little brighter. This gives me more pleasure than receiving gifts. Well, I guess it’s about time for me to get off my soapbox. But don’t forget to keep the less fortunate in mind in this Holiday season. A little token or gift would probably help the person that isn’t going to have a good Holiday to having a great one.

Baby Boomers: Unhappy with their Sex Lives?

2011-11-29T06:00:00.000-05:00

Okay fellow Baby Boomers, it’s time to step up to the plate.Really? Boomers are less satisfied intheir sex lives than the generations on either side of them? How can this be?

Here’s the headline, from the Journal/Gazette:

Boomers bummed about sex, poll finds

WASHINGTON(AP) – The generation thatpromoted free love has grown old and cranky about sex.

I’m not taking this lying down! (well, maybe that’d be a goodplace to start J).Here’s what I think – the peeps who are older than Boomers mostly never set thebar all that high in the first place. They were in their late twenties or morewhen the sexual revolution gathered steam and really got rolling, and probablylots of them were in the front lines of those who disapproved. I’m guessingthey’re more satisfied with their sex lives because they have lowerexpectations.

But what about the peeps who are younger – those bornafter 1964? Are they happier than us Boomers because they’re having more andbetter sex? Or do they, too, havedifferent expectations – expectations that might be easier to live up to? AreBoomers less happy with their sex lives because they worked so hard to open allthose doors, and later generations take it for granted and aren’t as focused onit?

Probably it would take a bunch of additional researchstudies to truly answer those questions. One clue, though, is buried deeper inthe article: In addition to being less satisfied, Boomers are more likely tothink they have nothing new to learn about sex. Really? Whatever happened toadventure, trying new things, being open to surprise?

So here’s my advice, for all you Boomers out there – and anyoneelse who doesn’t want to shrivel up as we get older: Take a chance! Trysomething new! Read an erotic romance – you’ll find lots to choose from, righthere by the authors of Midnight Seductions. Just click on “Where You Can FindUs” in the right hand column. We’re writing hot steamy stories just for you!

Adriana Kraft is the author of over twenty five eroticromance novels and novellas, published at WhiskeyCreek, Extasy,LoveYouDivine,Torquereand Logical Lust.

Breaking Dawn by the Numbers by EM Lynley

2011-11-25T11:40:00.000-05:00

When the Harry Potter books started coming out there was a lot of hoopla. Zillions of copies were sold, kids lined up for midnight release parties and JK Rowling was being hailed as some sort of literary super-hero, if only for the growth rate of her net worth. I didn't jump on the Potter bandwagon, suspicious of too much hype. It was only when a fellow writer friend of mine told me they were good stories, that I finally gave in and listened to the audiobook version of the first Potter book. I admit I was hooked on the performance by Jim Dare. He didn't just read the book, he was the characters and brought the story alive in a way that allowed me to overlook the usual niggles when I read words on a page. Some of the books were better than others, but I cannot deny that JK Rowling created an infinitely fascinating world, 4.6and I was glad I gave it a shot.

Fast forward to Stephanie Meyer and the Twilight series. This time around, nearly every single writer I knew had nothing but scorn and contempt for the books. I glanced at page 1 of the first book and put it down immediately. I'm not a fan of first-person and this one had every single thing that writing instructors, editors and agents tell you not to do.... so I gleefully ignored the entire phenomenon, choosing instead to stare at the trainwreck of Twihards and their ridiculous behavior.

Then the films began. Robert Pattinson became the David Cassidy of his generation. At a local event here in San Francisco, girls mobbed a mall and someone fainted or got crushed, a la The Who. The event got canceled, but the true effect of the phenomenon was clear.

Of course I didn't read or listen to any of the books, and staunchly refused to pay money to see any of the films. So, it was just a week ago when I happened upon Twilight on TV that I actually invested a couple of hours of my life to see what all the fuss was about. What's a better word than underwhelmed? Not disappointed because I had negative expectations, which were more than fulfilled. But even taking the ridiculous aspect of the story out of the equation (and yes, I am getting to the numbers, I promise!), I couldn't see why anyone was so gaga over RPatz. I was hoping for more sparkle though. Just the one scene and I had to watch for like an hour just to get to that? Now that was a disappointment.

A few days ago Breaking Dawn (Part 1) opened. Already it's breaking records and some Twihards have seen it multiple times. I checked out the numbers on IMDB which is my first go-to website for film ratings, because you can look at the real stats behind a movie's user ratings. At the top level, the film currently has a rating of 4.6/10. A failing score by almost every grading system, unless it's on the curve, in which case it's doing well compared to the other films in the franchise.

When you take a closer look, nearly half of the users gave it a 10. So, to get an average of 4.6 that means everyone else hated it. A quarter of users rated it 1. And the scores of 2-9 were fairly evenly distributed with more users rating it higher than lower. So, this is a love-hate film. It's also pretty evenly demarcated along gender lines. Female voters gave it about 7.5 on average, while male voters 3.4. And the trend was not distinguished by age group. Unexpectedly, the highest rating came from females aged 30-44, who I expected to be the most cynical females.

See the ratings here: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1324999/ratings

The largest age group to vote was 18-29, and even those females gave the film a lower rating (7.1) than their older female counterparts. Men of all ages panned the film, but I still question whether more men aged 18-29 actually saw the film than females of that age group. Clearly, this is where the non-viewer voters are located. They vote just to drag down the scores. But the fact that every age segment had nearly the same score was very interesting. I guess some people actually enjoyed the film. And those who did enjoy it, loved it to death. Literally.

Which still surprises me since fandom aside, even the Twihards were saying it's boring..... so why did they give it such high ratings? Maybe they didn't want to diss their film by giving it less than 10. Or they were just so glad it was over? Whatever the reason, it's certainly fascinating to speculate about human behavior and thought processes simply by observing some statistics. On the other hand, as a trained economist, that's precisely what we do all the time. It's just much more fun to apply those methods to the Twihards than to consumers.

What do you think causes so many people (24%) to hate the film so much they just automatically give it 1 star? I know I won't go see a file I know I'll hate, but I won't go and rate it either. The low rating isn't keeping the Twihards away, so what's the point?

EM Lynley writes m/m erotic romance. Her latest release is RARER THAN RUBIES from Dreamspinner Press. Indiana Jones meets Romancing the Stone, set in Thailand. Find out more, read excerpts and free reads at her website or friend her on Facebook.

Thanksgiving

2011-11-24T09:18:00.001-05:00

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving,Blah! What do I have to be thankful for? After all, in this time of massiveturmoil, in the last four years I have witnessed the industry I once loveddisappear and my business at, which I happily toiled for thirty-five years, dryup and die. Like so many, my income stopped completely and totally, as if ithad driven off a five thousand foot high cliff into the Grand Canyon. Yet the mammothbills I had accumulated remained, bills that I had agreed to pay, but couldn't.

Ifelt guilty as a barrage of daily calls began from people I barely understood,demanding and if that didn't work, begging that I make one payment as if theirjobs depended on it—and maybe they did. I watched helplessly as friends,colleagues and competitors, alike were stripped of everything as if a swarm oflocusts had descended on them. I wasn't exempt. I lost my two million dollarhome, cars and was forced to file bankruptcy.

Recriminationsstarted. How could I have not seen this financial tsunami coming? Why hadn't Islashed my prices so I'd at least have somemoney? Why hadn't somebody warned me, us, the public? How could something socolossal and debilitating—literally paralyzing our great country—materializeout of thin air, without someone knowing?

Igrew bitter.

Forwhat, I asked myself, do I have to be thankful?

Butwhen I really thought about it, I had plenty.

Eventhough we'd lost everything, my loyal and beautiful wife of thirty years, stoodby me. For that I'm thankful.

Ourgrown children also stood by us and we're thankful.

Hmmm. What else do I have tobe thankful for?

Mywife, who'd been a realtor, managed to find work after a year, as a Special EdDirector. We're thankful for that.

Forthe time being, our credit is ruined, but who needs credit when you have nobills. I'm thankful for that.

Health,I'm rarely sick and when I am it's usually for a short period. I'm thankful forthat.

Onthe frivolous side, I have a thick head of hair and look young for my age. I'mthankful for that.

Fortunately,with no prior experience or education, I began writing as a hobby seven yearsago and now it has become my career. I'm thankful for that.

AlthoughI occasionally lose my train of thought and often forget names, my mind issolid. I'm thankful for that.

I'dlike to see and hear better, but hey, it's not bad and I'm thankful for that.

Althoughmillions are unemployed and suffering, we managed to find our niche and mine isin the growing robust field of digital publishing. I'm thankful for that.
Then despite the screwed up politics, I live in one of the prettiest states in the greatest country on earth. I'm very thankful for that.

WOW!Now that I think about it, I have a ton of things to be thankful for!

Ifeel much better now. I hope everyone who reads this has a lot to be thankfulfor. But even if you don't, if there is at least one bright spot in anotherwise dismal life, it's enough to build upon and be thankful for.

Happy ThanksgivingEveryone!

and while I'm at it, have a

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

buy link

Amazon - Playing with the Band

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-sexual experience.

After playing the set of their life, at the Monterey Pop Festival, the five members of the 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?

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, It was without a doubt worth reading, and once again the boyfriend faired out pretty good after I read this book. Enjoy…..I know I did.
Def a 5 star and it's so damn smoking hot, it'll burn ya!

Leatherfet appearance - welcoming authors of erotica

2011-11-19T21:45:00.002-05:00

In two weeks I will be hosting a vendor spot at Leatherfet in Charlotte North Carolina from December 2nd-4th.
As an author of erotica sometimes cons and other events are hard to find. Romance and sci-fi authors are usually welcome but those of us that write explicit sex have harder times trying to find places that welcome us with open arms. The BDSM events have been an amazing find for me. They welcome writers of erotica. There will be several of us attending leatherfet this year. We'll be selling and signing books, hosting a reading and a Q&A event plus a meet and greet too.

At my booth, along with my books, I'll be selling extra goodies and scheduling reading and adult novelty parties too. Master Pam has made us feel like family and for that mere thanks isn;t enough.

For more info on Leatherfet and to get your ticket now visit:
https://www.leatherfet.com/

All the authors have put together an amazing gift basket and when you purchase from any of us you get a ticket for the drawing. Don;t miss this awesome event. I'll have special free goodies on hand too.
Hope to see some of you there,
Beth
www.bethwylde.com

Get your copy of Women Gone Wylde now at:
https://www.createspace.com/3577926

or email me direct for a signed copy and a free bethwylde.com tote bag at b.wylde@yahoo.com

New! My Series Based On "Feral Heat"

2011-11-13T08:00:00.002-05:00

AllRomanceeBooks – Explicit Encounters – Contains Fluff The Master.

Here's my Feral Heat page on my web site. It has everything you need: buy links, excerpt, blurb, reviews, and cover.

In Fluff The Master, it's Sam's birthday and he and Grant take on a new lover. The problem Sam has is that he shifts into werewolf form when he becomes aroused. Not only is that embarrassing, it's dangerous.

Here are two excerpts from Fluff The Master for your reading pleasure. This short story is a FREE READ with other short stories by Romance Divine authors in the book Explicit Encounters. So pick up your copy today.

EXCERPT ONE

Grant laughed. "That's the whole idea."

"What idea?" Sam asked.

"This one." He grabbed Sam by the collar of his t-shirt and pulled him close. His kiss tasted of beer and the chocolate chip cookies he snacked on in place of a healthy lunch. I have to remind him to cut down on the junk food. Sam wrapped one arm around Grant's back and squeezed him tightly in an amorous embrace. Tongues meeting and mingling, he lost himself in a heady and exciting kiss. Arousal tingled at his mouth and traveled down his chest to slam into his groin. In seconds he was hard. He shifted in the seat to make room for his growing erection.

EXCERPT TWO

"Oh, my God, that feels good! It's so cold!"

"It's the lube. We store it in the cooler in the summer. Makes anal much more fun. It's like getting impaled with an icicle."

Sam grasped Trent by his hips and thrust his cock in and out, in a steady beat of movement, neither too fast nor too slow. As his arousal overcame him, he felt his skin once again thicken and pulsate. Muscles in his legs grew, hair lengthened and coarsened. He felt his beating heart enlarge in his chest as his torso expanded. Be careful… Don't let it go too far or you won't be able to control it. And then Trent's life will be in danger.

His jaws popped. Vision brightened as his eyes adjusted to the darkened theater, changing into their feral night vision. He glanced at the box seat and saw the shadow move closer to the edge of the balcony. A handsome face with vintage features stared at the triad that moved in and out of each other's bodies with such passion and grace. Sam smiled and shook his head. Not tonight, Hugh. Four's a crowd. The stage and house brightened in his gaze, not unlike seeing the darkened theater through infrared lenses. Sam scratched Trent's back with his lengthening claws, wanting to caress like a breeze but also wanting to rend flesh to get to the bloody meat beneath. I need to come fast or I'll hurt him.

Giving Thanks to our Veterans

2011-11-11T20:06:00.002-05:00

I write a lot of heroes and heroines in my books. From firefighters and police officers to military and special ops. Some are renowned for their heroism, and some quietly hide it away.

I know many people have commented on Veteran's Day today. While their service and sacrifices are honored just one day of the year, I would like to mention something else.

My father and uncles served in World War II. They all saw action, some received medals and special recognition for their service above and beyond. However, each and every one of them were the second kind of hero, who quietly put their service days behind them. They lived their lives without asking for much of anything, and yet they risked all to serve their country. None of them talked much about it.

Both men and women in my family have served, whether in the military or supporting it at home in some way or another.

I know there are the braggarts who demand recognition for every little thing they do, but I think the true heroes are the ones who just go out and do it—never expecting to be lauded for their sacrifice—and their loved ones who suffer an even greater loss when those heroes don't come home. It doesn't matter which country you come from, the feeling is still there.

So when you pass that little old man or woman on the street, just be aware that underneath their street clothes may lie the underpinnings of a hero.

Thank you Dad (recently passed), and all of those who have served or are serving now.

~Cassidy

Pets

2011-11-06T13:57:00.005-05:00

I read AJ's post and was surprised to find that he'd been thinking about his own pet a lot recently. A few weeks ago we went camping and found two dogs that had been 'dropped off' in the woods. People we knew promised to take the dogs home and one of them actually did. We went camping four days later and found that one dog got left behind. Those are the saddest words ever- left behind. She slept under our camper and foraged for food. I bought her a bag of dog food and yes, she came home with us. She isn't really a good fit with our German shepard or our cats but she's here just the same. My husband said it takes time and I guess that's true about most things.

I have to wonder about a person who can throw something away when it's no longer of use to them. I can see 'things' but not animals or people. I'm a softie for lost and stray animals and yes, sometimes for lost and stray people as well. A lot of people in today's society see our older generation as lost or stray people. I embrace them myself and often mold my characters after them. All of that knowledge and lived life is a cache of stories that we should be honored to write.

In the midst of all this chaos I have a new release- The Last Waltz. It's a very short sweet romance published at Red Rose Publishing and for the month of November you can buy it for only 89 cents. You'll have to use this code RedRose10 when you check out. Yes, it does have older characters and it's what I would refer to as a tear jerker!

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Passages

2011-11-04T18:49:00.003-04:00

By A.J. Llewellyn

The past few days have brought about a huge change in California weather. We have gone from 90 degree temperatures of last week to 50-60 this week. Some people are grumbling...me, I'm singin' in the rain.

I love the changes of season and yes, we do actually get them here like I said. I'm like a kid in school who is happy to hunker down and write...not like the summertime when everybody else is out playing and I'm stuck doing homework.

Deadlines schmedlines. Bring 'em on!

Passages.

I'm observing things slowing down...my beautiful, aging dog is showing increasing signs of fragility. I hang on to every moment with her. I watch her death-like sleep, relieved when I see her chest rise and fall. She is like a falling leaf, a spectacular, dazzling, brilliant creature I cannot, will not give up on. I coax her every movement, willing her to go on. For me. I need her and I love her.

She still has her usual ebullience, wanting to go out in the rain. She wants to walk, but her body gives her aches and pains. She wants my attention. I give it. I watch her struggle to lie down and I learn so much from her. She does it all with no complaints.

And yet I hear adults moaning about clouds and a bit of rain.

People cancel lunches, business appointments and dates because of potential rain.

Passages.

I've lost so many people I love recently. My darling friend and neighbor, Gia, died in childbirth. Her death also took her baby son, Samson.

The grief still clings to me. I wish its leaves would fall. Nursing my heartbreak feels like a harbinger of doom.

I don't want to lose anyone else...especially not my dog. I find myself bargaining with God. I won't shop online. I won't play Diner Dash. I will take 30 days of non-stop rain. I will write longer days...I will do anything.

Just let me, please, please, have my dog.

Passages.

An old aunt died last week. I feel so guilty because my cousin and I promised her numerous times we'd go visit. We didn't. And now I will never know what wisdom, what wonderful tales she might have told us.

This season, about to bring my favorite times of the year - Thanksgiving and Christmas - reminds me to take the time to slow down. Savor each leaf.

Passages.

I wonder how soon I can start playing holiday music without my neighbors going bonkers. I love the sight and smell of warm spiced cider in the market stores.

These seasonal foods too are like falling leaves. I love them as I eat them, mourning the fact they won't come around until next year.

Oops... if the Mayan calendar is wrong and we don't all perish then.

Passages.

The rain has come back. My dog has lifted her head to the sound. Content to be inside, dreaming of...what? Mobility? I hear her happy sigh as she shuts her eyes, her head on her paws.

Passages.

A friend of mine tried to take his own life a few weeks ago. I've stayed in touch with him each and every day, trying to remind him of all his reasons to live. This is not his first attempt and I hope his leaves aren't falling.

I love my life. I love this weather. I will make a bargain with God. I'll sweep up leaves for the rest of my life if he lets my friend find joy.

And if he please, please, please...just lets me have my dog.

Aloha oe,

A.J.

Useless, but amusing trivia.

2011-11-03T08:51:00.000-04:00

The Tie That Binds coming soon from www.romancedivine.com. Erotic/Contemporary/Western.

Also coming soon from www.romancedivine.com: Rock and Roll Fantasy (male-male, menage, hetero) Desire, Sex and Then Came Love Erotic, Lesbian, Menage, Hetero.

Useless, but amusing trivia.

Today, instead of the usual blog, I wanted to pass on some totally useless, yet amusing trivia about critters. So sit back and become enlightened. I’ll get back to seriousness next month. LOL

A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes. (O.M.G.!!!)
A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy, I'm still not over the pig.)
The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off. (Honey, I'm home. What the .... ?)
The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field. The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds. What do they find so tasty on the bottom of a pond?).
Some lions mate over 50 times a day. (I still can't believe that pig ... quality over quantity). Butterflies taste with their feet. (Something I always wanted to know.)
Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump. (Okay, so that would be a good thing).
A cat's urine glows under a black light. (I wonder how much the government paid to figure that out).
An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain. (I know some people like that).
Starfish have no brains. (I know some people like that, too).
Polar bears are left-handed. (Talk about a southpaw).
Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure. (What about that pig? Do the dolphins know about the pig?).
Now that you've smiled at least once, it's your turn to spread these crazy facts. (and God love that pig)!!!

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Perfect Weekend

2011-10-29T05:00:00.001-04:00

On crisp autumn days when I was a little girl, my mother often sang a song with the following lines:

Oh sun and skies and clouds of June
And flowers of June together
You cannot rival for one short hour
October’s bright blue weather

I found myself singing it last weekend, which seemed to stretch endlessly and beautifully, bright and blue and warm and gentle, the perfect goodbye for fall.

We worked hard and played hard – finished cleaning the garage, got the flower beds tucked in for winter, made at least a dent in the never-ending oak leaves, and finished our afternoon with a long walk along our favorite riverside trail, where the low water level and slower flow caused by a stretch of dry weather meant the usually brown and muddy river perfectly reflected the bright October sky.

I know winter’s coming (and I’ve got nothing against June and its flowers, either), but I love nothing better than a bright October weekend and I’m grateful for the gift.

Halloween: Love it or hate it? by EM Lynley

2011-10-25T02:29:00.049-04:00

I have some friends who think Halloween is the best holiday ever. They're already thinking up their costumes on November 1. They're clever and creative and people turn around when they show up at parties in their well-thought out costumes.

Then there's me. I dread Halloween. Absolutely detest it. I never know what to wear and if I do come up with an idea, I never really look like it, and people ask me "What are you?" So, I hate going to parties with the first group of friends. I could just rent an awesome costume, but for met that's kind of cheating. But yeah, I wouldn't mind showing up as a perfect Marie Antoinette or a 20s flapper. It didn't seem so difficult in college when I wore a leopard-print sheet as Cleopatra or a vintage dress and hat and became Greta Garbo. Now, I'm a Halloween failure.

I've definitely realized Halloween is one of those love-or-hate events.

Race Wilcox, the main character in my Halloween novella Disguises, is another person who'd like to hide away when everyone else is discussing their costumes. Ironically, he's an actor. Dressing up as someone else on set is "work" but when his network forces him to attend a Halloween party, it's torture. He knows everyone will judge him on how he dresses and try to read into his psyche. To make matters worse, his co-star and best friend Derrick Steele is one of the people who love Halloween.

Luckily for Race, this Halloween he finds out something he didn’t know about Derrick, or himself. Whether you love or hate Halloween, check out what happens when these two actors drop their Disguises, from Dreamspinner Press. Also available from Amazon.com.

Now, do you love or hate Halloween? And what are you going to dress up as this year?

EM Lynley writes gay romance. Visit her website for excerpts and free reads. Friend her on Facebook or follow on twitter.

A poll - What do you want to see more of?

2011-10-19T21:18:00.002-04:00

My blog post today has taken a turn on me into more of a reader poll. Since I;m at the mercy of my muse I'll run with it.

Here's my question. Readears, what do you want to see more of? Genres or pairings, I want to know it all. What can't you get enough of and what do you wish writers would quit writing?

As an author I am always interested in what readers want and don;t want to see more of.
Beth
www.bethwylde.com

Official Announcement, Career Growth and change

2011-10-17T03:00:00.002-04:00

Hello Dear Readers of Midnight Seduction,

When I was asked to join Midnight Seductions Authors at the start, I was honored that some of the folks in this industry thought I knew something about writing and brought a unique voice to their vision. Come four years (or was it five?) later my career has taken on huge growth, and new responsibilities.

Since the start of this blog I've had (and still have) two radio shows on Radio Dentata, pulled together over 100+ years of writing experience in erotica via WriteSEX, become an agented author with not one but two agents, and started my own erotic romance line at Sizzler Editions. I am in charge of about 13 authors now and that number will slowly increase.

That being said, I'm cutting back on writing projects that aren't geared towards taking my career to the top. I'm not blogging on my author site as much and quite frankly, there's enough promo on this blog that I'd get lost in the shuffle. I'm not really adding value here at Midnight Seductions any longer but I've enjoyed my time. This is a great group of writers with a varied audience.

I hope some of you will continue to read me, my past posts and continue to support our lovely Midnight Seductions Authors. Especially since I wrote a story about one of them. You can find "Taken Unaware" at Amazon and when you open up the first page to read the story about said woman whose shower was interrupted by a very sexy and dashing stranger, only to be seduced into fucking him while he remained unseen...you'll know which MS Author it was.

Hell, I'll even share an excerpt.

The door clicked. Dee didn’t bother to look up. “Rory?”

No response.

She started to turn but a hand yanked the shower curtain back while another covered her eyes.

“Rory?” No. It didn’t feel like his touch. The pads of the man’s fingers were rough and his touch was gentle with a hint of aggression.

Startled, Dee’s arms went to cover her breasts. “Who are you?”

Still, no response.

Screaming wouldn’t do any good, no one would hear her. Rory wouldn’t frighten her, especially after their last argument about sex. “This isn’t funny!”

“Who said it was?”

The voice was deep and masculine yet it held a hint of a foreign accent.

Unable to recognize the voice, Dee began to panic. She fought with her emotions to remain in control. “Who are you and what do you want?”

“Turn around, and you’ll see.”

She sighed, “Fine.” Dee turned and faced the wall while the stranger’s hand remained in place. “Happy?”

She felt his gaze burn into her body.

“Not entirely. I meant for you to face me, but,” he whistled, “not bad. Now,” he cleared his throat, “please understand I mean you no harm.”

She scoffed and threw her head back in mock laughter. Of course a rapist would say that before he attacked his victims. Serial killers said shit like that all the time! “Sure. I bet you say that to all the women you intrude upon.”

His voice remained soft. “I only talk to women when they’re as beautiful as you.”

She spoke dryly, “Charmed. Now what do you want? I have no money. I have a basic bullshit job and my husband will be here shortly so if you’re on about something, get it over with.” She hoped irritation and the mention of her husband would frighten the stranger.

He cleared his throat. “I’m here to show you how much fun your body can be, if you’ll let me.”

The whispered voice across her ear sent a shudder racing through her. Dee had never experienced such a sensation until hands wrapped around her bare waist. “I’d never let a man who wasn’t my husband touch me.”

A finger trailed down her spine. “Oh but I beg to differ. I watched you earlier today and saw the carefree way you carried yourself. I saw the way that sundress clung to your curves. A woman who wasn’t confident would never walk the way you do.”

She shivered against the stranger, felt large fingers spread out over heated skin. Her nipples beaded into tight peaks, yet fear coursed through her. She spoke in a hushed whisper, “What do you mean? Who are you?”

“An admirer,” he purred. His voice hummed along the line of her body and sent signals straight to her pussy.

She should be frightened but the hints of sexual promise subdued any rational thoughts.

His hands cupped her breasts and weighed them. Thumbs brushed over the nipples.

Electricity arced through her. She fought her body’s reaction and cursed herself for the obvious betrayal. “I’m not amused.”

“No,” he nuzzled her neck, “I could see that based on the lovely points of your large nipples. Now,” he lowered his mouth to her neck, “you smell so divine. I wish I could know your name.”

Trembling against him, she felt the press of his erection throb against her ass. He was rather well endowed, much like Rory but would he hurt her? Hell, they were already in the bath together. “Why do you want my name?”

His lips brushed against the crook of her neck and nuzzled her ear. “Because a beautiful woman like you deserves to be on the lips of every man who is willing to take you to the heights of sexual ecstasy you deserve.”

More electricity raced south, moistening her swollen lips. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Sex can be dirty.”

The throaty sound of his laughter echoed in her ear, tickling her. Goose bumps appeared on her skin. She moved one leg forward, swirled water with it.

The stranger’s hands shifted slightly on her breasts and his hips bucked gently against her ass. His thick cock nudged her. “That’s the point. You’re so soft. So pretty.”

At least he didn’t sound creepy. “How did you get in here?”

“The door was open.” Eyelashes fluttered across her skin.

She shivered at his sensual touch and cursed herself for her body’s betrayal. “Who are you?”

He voiced his response while nuzzling her neck. “If I told you that, you might refuse me. I can tell you who I’m not.”

“Fine,” she braced her hands on the wall and leaned forward with her legs spread. She couldn’t stand the violence but she could cry afterward about it. “If you’re going to rape me, get it over with.”

A hand slapped her ass. Pain jolted her in a way that felt odd. She started to turn around but a hand on her head stopped her.

He growled low, “I’m not a common thief nor do I treat women as objects. I’d never do that to a beautiful woman. I’m not scum. I’m a seducer. Not a heathen.”

“Some might confuse the two.” Her voice held a dryness most men would find distasteful.

“Ah, so they might.” He laughed again, the throaty sound resonating against her skin. “You’re so wet I’m betting.”

“How would you know? We’ve never met. I’ve…” Her voice quivered. She stopped short. This stranger had no business knowing her fiancé was her first lover. Rory wasn’t a bad lover either, just dirty.

“I’m guessing, my dear.” Lips trailed heated kisses down her skin over her back. “Such a beautiful waist and such lovely dark skin beg for a man’s touch.” He drew his mouth down along her spine while his hands slid over her ribs.

She shivered against him, pressing her ass against the firmness of his chest. “If you’re not going to rape me then I want to see you.”

Those long lashes fluttered along her skin and over her round ass. “I cannot allow that. If this were rape, you’d have my face. I can tell you I’ve seen you decided I needed to please you.”

Again another shudder forced her body against the cold tile while breath caught in her throat. He was doing things to her she didn’t understand, didn’t think she was supposed to like. The thought made her cringe at how horrific she was behaving

Memories of her upbringing filled her head as heat flooded her core.

His thick fingers dug into the soft spot of her thighs.

Dee wanted to resist. He swore he wouldn’t rape her, so he obviously thought she’d give in willingly to his seduction.

He didn’t know Rory called her a cold fish on occasion. When he wanted other sexual positions or to try different, more adventurous things she’d decline without reason. “Those things were for dirty, bad couples. We’re normal.”

Yet here she was, leaning up against the wall in the bathtub while a strange man pressed his lips along her body and told her she was beautiful. What the hell was wrong with her?

His teeth nibbled along the underside of her ass.

Her breath stilted in her throat. Hands pushed harder on the tile. Her legs stiffened and swirled more water around them.

Deft fingers parted her pussy lips.

She looked down to see the thick digits tugging lightly at her. Her lips formed an O and air left her lungs when those fingers slid inside.

A wet tongue pushed its way into her puckered asshole.

She squirmed against the fingers and tongue as sensation washed through and overcame her disgust.

The stranger’s tongue thrust in and out, mimicking his fingers.

Rocking gently back and forth against the rhythm of his mouth and fingers caused tightness low in her belly that she’d never experienced before. Was this an orgasm?

No. It couldn’t be and even if it was, it was wrong.

Wasn’t it?

Pros and cons: writing a series

2011-10-15T05:00:00.003-04:00

In about two weeks, I'll mark the release of a book that's not like anything else I've written. That's because it's my very first series novel. I've written a series of three novellas (The Outcasts series), I've written a series of books that are connected only by location and theme (The Fantasies series, all set at the Fantasies chain of resorts), and I've written a long novella in which a minor character from another book gets his HEA (Clay's Challenge), but I've never written what I consider to be a "real" series before.

That will all change on October 30, when The Institute, Book 1: Healer is released by Amber Allure.

What makes this series different?

Well, for one, while each Institute book with feature a different main pair, there will be an overarching storyline. I did this to an extent in the Outcasts series, but I've never tried it with novel-length stories with this many characters. Another difference is that I've concentrated more on building the world and the backstories. I generally don't make much reference to the backstories of nonessential characters in my books, but when I'm planning a series it becomes necessary to flesh out the characters a lot more. The biggest difference, though, is how much planning ahead I'm having to do. I'm generally a pantser, but that just doesn't work when future books depend on what happens in the first one. I'm well into the writing of book 2 now, and I've discovered that I'm going to have to rework the beginning in order to further explain the motivations of not only the main character, but a secondary person as well. D'oh!

As I've fumbled my way through this process, I've found quite a few pros and cons (your mileage may vary, of course!)

Pros of writing a series: Familiarity with the characters and settings, the ability to continue a storyline over multiple books rather than having to wrap it up in one book, readers seem to like them, you can revisit old characters in later books, you can reach the end without really reaching the end, the possibilities seem endless when you start one...

Cons of writing a series: My author ADD wants to jump to other things, the task seems more daunting than writing a single title, a lot of planning is involved, the complex storylines can be a pain to remember, if the series goes to long it runs the risk of annoying readers...

Working on a series has been an interesting experience so far, to say the least. I'm not sure if I'll want to tackle another after I finish the three (or four?) books I'm planning for the Institute series. I guess I'll have to wait and see if the series bug bites me again, or if my natural state of author ADD takes over.

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

Coming October 30 from Amber Allure — The Institute, Book 1: Healer

For years, Dr. Tristan Matheson has hidden his unusual abilities, pretending to be an ordinary doctor. He’s eluded detection—until now. When he’s targeted, Cam, a mysterious shapeshifter, becomes Tristan’s only means of escape.

A member of the Delphic Institute, Cam is capable of taking the shape of anyone he’s ever seen. Retrieving Tristan was supposed to be an ordinary mission, but the feelings the doctor stirs are surprising and unwelcome.

Unfortunately, Tristan and Cam have a bigger problem. A war brewing between groups interested in “recruiting” people with special talents could tear them apart before they ever get together.

Special Sale! Get "Don't Call Me Baby" For $7.99!

2011-10-13T08:00:00.015-04:00

Don't Call Me Baby goes on a special fall sale starting Wednesday, October 12. Buy it for $7.99 for the Fall Special! Keep an eye on my Facebook page and web site for updates and details.

Here is my blurb for Don't Call Me Baby.

But she asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content.

Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for - and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

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Here's an excerpt for your reading pleasure:

Catherine Stone looked around the amusement park and rides but saw nothing unusual. It was the end of another hot and humid day in Maryland during the summer of 1983. The sun had set behind the trees, casting shadows across the park hiding the car she sat in to some extent. Catherine wished it were a bit darker outside, because she was in constant fear of getting caught, but it was a hot June evening, so that was too much to ask for. Besides, the possibility of getting caught thrilled her, made the encounter all the more exciting for her. Every horn blowing and car pulling in made her hair stand on end. Will this be the cop who pulls us over? Can we get away with me sucking him off here yet again?

She unzipped Brian's trousers, and slipped her hand inside. Reaching into his briefs, her fingers wrapped around his growing cock and it jumped at her touch. Brian is so predictable. All he ever wants is for me to suck his cock. Good thing I demand a good, expensive meal after these trysts, or I'd get nothing out of them. She pulled his cock out of his trousers, feeling the organ spread out in her palm.

“Oh, that feels good. I love it when you stroke me off.”

She stroked his shaft, gripping him harder as her hand reached the base. Every time she squeezed, his cock jumped in her hand. She liked the way it looked and felt in her hand. Purple with arousal and thick with veins, the well-formed head glistened with pre-cum. In her years since starting college she had enjoyed many different types of cocks and Brian's was especially hot because it was so big and he was uncircumcised. She liked the look of hard cocks. When they were hard they were so sensitive. A twist a little too far this way or that way could hurt, yet she knew from what past lovers had told her, the pain felt so good. She liked pulling Brian's cock too far; just to get a painful, yet aroused reaction out of him. Although she felt impatient, she relished the fact that she was a good lay. Her blowjob skills had improved greatly over the months, and she could also make Brian come very quickly with her hand jobs.

As she gently rolled back his foreskin and stroked his growing shaft, she cradled his balls in her other hand. She liked the way his cock grew to nearly twice its size, when all she did was brush her fingers against it. It felt hard yet sinewy, like a garden hose full of water. She enjoyed the effect she had on him, and she relished her power. Sex was a heady power surge, and Catherine could not get enough of it.

Brian's cock was big; longer and thicker than other cocks she had the pleasure of sucking and fucking. Plus, at his age of fifty-eight, he stayed harder for a longer time, and it took him much longer to come than men her own age of twenty-two. Catherine never faked orgasms. She liked sex so much that she had no trouble coming every time she fucked. When she didn't feel like coming, she simply said so. Faking an orgasm was something she never even considered doing.

Tonight was one night, however, that she wished Brian would hurry up, come, and get it over with. She hated their trysts at the park because she got little if anything out of them. She would much rather stay in a nice hotel and spend the evening fucking without feeling any pressure, but that was not to be this evening. She needed to be at Silver Spring College in the morning for her new summer job. So here she sat, sexually unsatisfied and feeling a bit used wondering when she was going to meet a man who could satisfy her insatiable sexual needs.

Little did she know that several men, including a father and son, would please her over the upcoming summer weeks, including one man who was her match.

Relax!

2011-10-11T16:18:00.004-04:00

As the fall rains usher in cooler weather, I find myself going into my winter mode. Hibernation? Not really, but I do tend to stay home more.

This time of year, you will often find me curled up with a good book in my favorite chair next to the window with a blanket over my lap to keep me warm, completely engrossed in a story. I find the more I read, the more my imagination kicks into gear. After several years of letting my own reading slide in favor of writing and child rearing, I am finally enjoying my armchair travels again.

But I don't always stay indoors. Taking the dog hiking in the rain forest or on the beaches during the brighter days, and just wandering in the misty, drizzly weather brings to mind fantasy creatures and forest battles reminiscent of the stories I grew up reading. I swear sometimes there are elves or trolls just around the next bend, or a nest of dwarves hidden in the craggy rocks on the hills above the trail. My children swear there are fairies in the forests around us. Maybe they are right.

Who knows what might lurk just beyond the mist?

Those are some of my favorite things to do when Mother Nature draws the colorful curtains of autumn around the world. What are some of yours?

Cassidy

Fall into Food

2011-10-07T01:00:00.000-04:00

Fall is one of my favorite times of the year. Cooler weather, colorful leaves and trips to the apple farms abound during this season. I live close to Ellijay, Georgia, the capital of appley goodness! They have fried pies, apple ice cream, apple crisp, apple butter, apple decor and bags of every color apple imaginable. I can finally pull out my apple peeler, corer, slicer and go to town. Gala apples are one of my many favorites along with the granny smiths.

There's nothing better than sitting on an old quilt and reading a book while the breeze whips across your face....

What is your favorite fall past time?

A Test of Faith

2011-10-05T15:28:00.004-04:00

By A. J. Llewellyn

I had a wholly different blog planned today...but in hindsight, perhaps it isn't so different. I'd planned to address the issue of faith and how everything we do daily, as writers tests our boundaries.
I think each thing we do with our lives really is an act of faith.
Last night I had a discussion with a dear friend who agreed with me, saying how amazing it is that each time we get in our cars and hit traffic lights, it's an act of faith that EVERYBODY will abide by the rules. How utterly astonishing it is that we all sit there waiting for the lights to change, Of course there are people who don't, but that's a whole other blog. Besides...
He's right!
I find my notions of faith are tested constantly as an author and that was going to be my subject here...and then my dog was attacked by a pit bull this morning.
My elderly, frail, but valiant girl is doing fine though neither of us has stopped shaking. I believe divine intervention saved her.
Taking her for a walk every day and arriving home safely I suppose can be seen as an act of faith, but I refuse to dwell on fear or random acts of violence.
As an author, every day I work on writing, editing, promoting, reading, emailing, blogging...all of it geared towards reaching readers and other authors, sharing ideas, entertaining people (one hopes) and really, isn't it all an act of faith?
I keep thinking how lucky I am to be published when not so long ago, I collected rejection letters and dreamed of actually selling something.
I love what I do but the whole process really is a beautiful act of faith. When it works, when it gels, how lucky we all are, and yet this very fragility of existence reminds me never to assume. Never take it for granted and never stop working my hardest to produce the best stories I can.
Each and every day, like taking my dog for a walk is a test of faith.
The one thing I realized as Venus and I stumbled home today is that I could honestly say if I had lost her today, I have cherished every second of being her doggie parent. I never want to live without her but one day, I will. If my life were a romance novel she would never be old, infirm and of course, she would never die.
I won't take her for granted and will remind myself how lucky I am that there are medical advancements that have helped her live longer and more comfortably so we can be together. I think faith is fate in action. I don't know how else to explain it except to say make the most of every moment, whatever it is that you are doing. It's a lesson I keep learning.
But as ever, I roll with the punches and lead with my heart...
Aloha oe
A.J.

Perfect or imperfect characters in a story.

2011-10-03T09:05:00.000-04:00

The phenomenon of recording messages by placing a digital recorder on the slabs at the cemetery intrigued Riley so he had to try it for himself. Once he begins, the practice takes over his life. Will Riley receive any messages from the other side? If so, how will he deal with his unearthly find?

Available @ www.devinedestinies.com.

To Mandy Calahan it certainly didn’t feel like the holiday season, not in the remote Amazon rain forest. To make matters worse, it would be the second time she and Ethan, her Botanist husband, spent the Christmas season in the isolated area. She loved Ethan, she thought, then again there had never been anyone else but Ethan; she’d never “been” with another man. And now…she was having fantasies…of a threesome. But who? When Ethan’s old colleague, Rafe, comes to visit for the holidays and to help with Ethan’s research, the jungle gets even steamier.

Available October 8th from www.RomanceDivine.com.

When I turn on my computer and start a story, my first thoughts are my hero and heroines. How am I going to make them interesting to the people buying my book? Here are a few questions to consider in the next paragraph.

Do you as a reader want the writer to describe the characters as handsome, or beautiful without any flaws in their makeup? Does the male in the story rival Adonis in appearance? How do you feel about the female character? Do you want her to have a voluptuous figure with a complexion of peaches and cream? Does she have to look like Marilyn Monroe, or some other famous actress?

Those are a few questions I’d like to ask the readers when they pick up a book and begin reading a story. Going on how I feel the characters should look, I sometimes give them a little flaw so that readers can identify with them in some small way. The world isn’t a perfect place and neither are people.

I find reading a book more enjoyable if I can relate to the man, or woman described in the story. Maybe the male will have a slight scar along his cheekbone, or the female may not be so well endowed in the bosom department.

I’m sure if I notice little imperfections in a story description of a male and female character as a writer, most readers do the same. This is my question to readers. Do you want characters perfect, or will a little imperfection give the story more heart? Can you relate to a story more if the male and female are presented as every day people. or picture perfect?

Announcement:
Be sure and join Romance Divine authors on October 7th @ the Midnight Seductions site. There will be many excerpts, recipes and jokes offered for your enjoyment. Also, I’m holding a contest for a copy of one of my erotic romance e-books (Torn Between Two Loves). Time 12 Eastern until 6 p.m.

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There will be recipes, jokes and I'll be holding a contest for a copy of my erotic contemporary romance "Torn Between Two Loves". Many talented authors from Romance Divine will post juicy excerpts from their holiday e-books to give you a sample of what you have to look forward to when the books are released. Can’t wait to see you at the MSA site on the 7th.
Mary Suzanne

Romantic Moments...

2011-09-29T05:00:00.000-04:00

It was a tough and exhausting day. We’d put it off too long but wanted to take advantage of a sunny temperate fall day for tackling the garage – the boxes damaged last winter when ice dams backed the early runoff onto the garage floor, the items left along the garage walls by the previous owner, the boxes hastily thrown together from my parents’ last apartment before they moved to assisted living. They’re both gone now; no one will need most of what they so tenaciously hung onto all those years.

Physically moving things was easy. Emotionally? Not so much. My father’s high school newspaper columns? The gift cards from my mother’s baby shower before my birth? Stacks of yearly engagement calendars carefully inscribed with the daily temperature, the list of what was blooming, what birds were sighted, what the weather was like, what was harvested from the garden, for over forty years? We cannot keep and store it all; each item we let go of was saying goodbye all over again.

Together we kept moving through it, and by the end of the day we were finished. As we stood in the middle of the garage surveying our handiwork, my husband put his arm on my shoulders and said, “Guess it wasn’t a very romantic day.”

But that’s exactly what it was – the kind of devotion, caring, respect and hard work that knits two people together and keeps romance burning deep within. Sometimes I think as writers of erotic romance it’s tempting to focus on eroticism as the heart of our work. Erotic moments matter, greatly, and they keep our fires burning too. I believe their power – in our relationship, and I hope in much of our erotic romance – has its roots in the kind of day we spent this weekend. Romantic enough for me!

If There Is One Thing I Like About Writing...

2011-09-27T08:34:00.000-04:00

It's doing research. I know it sounds crazy and wonky, but tell me, what other job allows you to spend a weekend watching buildings burn, photographing a murder scene, shooting guns, driving a fire truck, and talking to a sniper?

Arson Investigation

Crime Scene Investigation

Sounds fun, huh? Well, this past weekend I had the privilege of attending the second Writer's Police Academy in Greensboro, NC. And oh my goodness, there is nothing better than talking to the people who do this kind of work every day. The public safety and protection, that is, not the writing.

Driving Simulator

Sniper Workshop

The event was organized by the High Point Library and I have the utmost respect and admiration for Nancy Metzner and her staff. You try wrangling nearly one hundred and fifty writers let loose on a college campus designed to train recruits in law enforcement, fire fighting, and EMT practices. Not a pretty site to begin with, then you add in non-stop rain for 36 of the 48 hours, and it only gets more tricky.

But they did it.

I'm hoping they'll do it all again next year...I always have so much fun!

The Legal Drug Kingpins

2011-09-23T08:18:00.000-04:00

In the nineteenth century, entrepreneursgenerically known as Traveling Medicine Shows, used to crisscross our countryin their horse drawn wagons, making a living by providing a minimal show forbored citizens and ultimately selling medicinal tonics, commonly known as SnakeOil. Whether they bought their product from a manufacturer or made the productthemselves, buyers could usually count on a pleasantly flavored innocuousproduct that would probably give the recipient a little buzz due mostly to asmall (10-15%) content of alcohol. Though these merchants seemed harmlessenough and provided a much needed break in monotony, the public never warmed tothese men, sometimes calling them charlatans and flimflam artists.

Whether any of these medicine men had names likePfizer or Merck or Lily or even Bayer I don’t know. What I do know and whatAmerica needs to realize, is that the Pharmaceutical industry is one of thelargest businesses in the county and making billions of dollars a year sellinglegalized drugs, which in many cases are just as addictive, mind numbing anddangerous as their illegal counterparts. In effect they are today’s charlatansand flimflam artists in thousand dollar suits. They are twenty-first centurySnake Oil salesmen! Folks, this is one hugemegalobby.

Billions and billions of dollars are at stakehere and right in the drug companies corner, is their pushers, the psychiatricindustry and to a lesser degree the medical industry. Can’t sleep? Here’s apill. Can’t wake up? Here’s a pill. In a bad mood? Here’s a pill. Can’t havesex? Here’s a pill. There's hardly a malady, medical or mental that the medicalcommunity doesn’t have a so called legal drug for and every drug out there hasside effects (many serious, like dying) and or can be addictive. If I get atooth filled, the dentist gives me at least one prescription for pain pills.For what? For four or five hours of diminishing marginal pain, I’m going to goto the pharmacy to fill a prescription for the dangerous addictive painkiller,codeine, or worse, which is an actual narcotic, derived from morphine, aderivative of opium. Have you or anyone you know, ever been to a Psychiatristfor treatment and not walked out with a prescription. It’s endemic.Psychiatrists no longer try to cure their patients neurosis’—they now merely,try to exert control over them with drugs. And it's shameless they way the coaxparents to start children on psychotropic drugs for imagined disorders and alife of drugs. They are the pimps of the legal drug cartel.

It is not only becoming apparent, to reasonablepeople, that legal drugs are dangerous to the people to whom they areprescribed, but more and more to the people around these people. The term‘Postal’ was born from numerous instances of school and workplace slaughter,being tied to the perpetrator’s ingestion of psychotropic drugs, such as Prozacand Ritalin.

So why are legal drugs so expensive. I don’tknow. You have to ask the drug companies. I do know this, many drugs that costover a dollar a pill to buy, cost less than one cent to make. Yes I’ve heardthe drug company arguments that new drug prices are high because they need torecover the enormous research, testing and approval costs that go in to newsuccessful and unsuccessful products and yet these companies make billions andbillions. They make so much that they spend thousands of millions of dollars onadvertising while lobbying congress to pass laws that are pro-pharma andanti-consumer.

The prices of these overpriced drugs come downonly when lower priced alternatives come on the market or the patent runs out,allowing other manufacturers to make the same drug. I also know that the samedrugs sell in other countries for as low as ten percent of the price in theU.S. Why, you ask, if the drug cartel can make money at ten percent of theprice there, they can’t here?

Selling medicine is no longer a way to make aliving. It’s now a way to make a fortune, a world class fortune at that. Wakeup America, we have become a culture of drugs. Drugs that in most cases aren'tmeant to cure you and don't. They are meant to keep you alive and dependant onthe drug so you become a lifetime customer.

Health care costs have skyrocketed so much in mylifetime that it has become one sixth of our economy. Think about that. Onedollar in six that is spent in the United States goes for health care and asignificant portion of that goes to Big Pharma and their legal drug pushers.

Drugs pervade our society and drugs have thepotential to destroy our society. In 2009 drug sales in the U.S. topped $14billion for antidepressants alone, $1.3 billion of which were for children.Many of these drugs are categorized in the same class as morphine, opium andcocaine. Bad enough we take these drugs ourselves but we give these drugs toour children, who trust us and have no say in the matter. More than 8 millionAmerican children are prescribed powerful stimulants, antidepressants and otherpsychotropic drugs for questionable if not dubious reasons.

We have become a nation of hypochondriacs.America is in the midst of a legal and illegal drug frenzy. Feel down? Here’s apill. Nervous? Here’s a pill. Can’t swim ten laps? Here’s some pills. Want toexperience something different? Try this. When will it end? I don’t mean to be an alarmist but your very lifeand those of your loved ones may be at stake here.

While I have several WIPs in progress, I have no recent releases, so I'm going to promote one of my favorite recent releases, Playing with the Band.

PWB is a sexy menage a six that takes place in the late sixties during the 'Summer of Love'. Here is the 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?

Coming Soon

choices, choices, choices

2011-09-19T19:52:00.002-04:00

Con season is heating up once again and with the state of most people's finances the decision of which event to go to gets harder and harder every year. I recently missed one con I wanted very much to attend though it wasn't strictly because of a money shortage. My point is that conventions and other events, now more then ever, have to work harder to attract readers and writers to attend. They need to offer something the other events can't or don't. Something special to make that event THE event to go to during the year. Afterall, without people to attend a convention isn't really a convention. Which events are must attends for you? Do you prefer a small get together or a national con? What would a con have to offer in order to make you drop everything and attend?

My musts for the rest of 2011 and for 2012 are Leatherfet, GCLS, and EAA. Any others will be added based on if i have the extra dough to attend but these three are definites, even if i have to grow wings and fly myself there.
Beth
www.bethwylde.com

Signs You Are Involved With An Erotic Romance Writer

2011-09-13T08:00:00.013-04:00

Top Ten Signs You Are Involved With An Erotic Romance Writer

Aside of the constant thinking about sex, there are signs you're sweetie writes smutty books. I know there are male erotic romance writers out there but since most of those writers are female, I'm referring to women in my list.

1. She reads sex news for story ideas.

2. She reviews sex toys both for fun and for research purposes. Chances are that vibrating cock ring or rabbit vibrator she used on you will end up in a story.

3. Your partner gets Facebook messages, friend requests, and e-mail from perfect strangers looking for sex on a regular basis - and she's never even been on Craigslist. For some reason, perfect strangers think because she writes about sex she's ready for it at any time - with them. No, she isn't.

4. That baby name book isn't to name your future progeny but to come up with character names that are more exciting than the usual Jeremy and Caitlin.

5. When new friends or unfamiliar family members ask what she does for a living the two of you only smile and say... it's complicated.

6. Your convention swag is much more exciting than most convention swag. DVDs, and smutty books galore!

7. You wonder if you've ever appeared in any of her books. Or you know you have and you're proud!

8. You're not ashamed that she's killed off past rotten lovers in her novels.

9. Men come up to you at book readings and parties and wonder what it's like to be so intimately involved with someone who writes about sex.

10. She tries out her sex scenes on your before writing them down in her books.

My new novel Don't Call Me Baby will be released by Naughty Nights Press on September 30, 2011. Here's a blurb:

Don't Call Me Baby is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis. It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes - married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job. But she asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content. Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for - and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

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Everyday Heroes

2011-09-11T13:30:00.005-04:00

As a romance writer, I love to write about heroes. Hot, sexy heroes and heroines who risk everything, even their lives, when it counts the most. Having worked in fire departments and law enforcement, many of my characters tend to have the same characteristics as those who work in these professions. But not all heroes wear uniforms.

It's been ten years since 9/11. Memorial services, television programs, remembrances on the Internet abound, bringing images, stories and memories of those who died that day. From firefighters who rushed into the buildings going down, police officers who tried to maintain the chaos and evacuate those in danger, to civilians and passersby and those just flying on a commercial airline and gave their lives, so many people were affected, both in the United States and abroad.

Everyone who came afterwards to help, professional or not, in the search for survivors and remains, search for clues and investigate, they also remember. Today, I remember not only these heroes, but the everyday heroes who don't get as much recognition or celebration.

Consider the spouses and children of those lost in the attack, who had to step in and take over, to try and maintain a stable home life and explain the unexplainable, and why Mommy or Daddy wasn't coming home. Or the families and friends who pulled together to help someone deal with their loss. The airline personnel who had to go up in the first plane after those hijackings, and pretend they weren't scared out of their wits -- and every plane thereafter. The mail carriers who walked the dust-laden streets to deliver the mail, etc. The people who pulled their emotions in tight and tucked them away in order to make lives function for those still in shock... everyday people who, when faced with unimaginable disaster, not only persevered, but illuminated the darkness for those who couldn't see the end of the tunnel they had inadvertently been plunged into on 9/11.

Along with all of the everyday heroes, are the heroes who every day fight and give their lives, limbs and peace of mind, so that we can live in the illusion that we're safe.

Today, I want to remember them all and thank them for the freedoms I have, and that I'm able to weave romantic fantasies where my heroes and heroines can save their loves and freedoms as well.

Cassidy McKay

http://www.cassidymckay.com

Re-Inventing Oneself?

2011-09-07T01:00:00.000-04:00

Have you ever had an urge to drop everything and run? When I say everything, I do mean everything. Grab a few clothes, one sentimental Item and get in your car and drive, never intending to come back.I believe a lot of people have this fantasy. I also think a lot of couples have this fantasy together but the logistics of it all are so heavy. You can't help but think- what about my stuff? What about my friends? What in the world will my family think?

All of these thoughts, and more, are going into my new manuscript I'm working on. Research is fun for me, always has been. So if you have had these thoughts before, either individually or as a couple, comment here or email me. I'd love to know all about it!

And if you have an idea for a title for this story- share that too. I was thinking 'All Over Again' but I'm not married to it!

Not Here, Not There

2011-09-05T08:25:00.003-04:00

By A.J. Llewellyn

My good friend, the yummy model Adam Killian, is a persistent traveler. Getting on and off planes is a daily thing for him. Until I got my dog 15 years ago it was for me, too. Now, everything has to be planned, and saved for.
When I first moved here in the 80s from my native Australia, I lived like Adam. I traveled extensively and have probably seen more of the US than most Americans have. In those days a wonderful--alas, defunct--airline existed called The People's Express. Looking back it was hilarious. You took your suitcase on board and it sat in the aisle next to you. You paid for your ticket on board.
99 bucks one way. It was packed, it was chaotic and I wonder now about the safety standards, but anyhoo, I flew everywhere. I picked a different city each weekend. There were no snacks, no movies, no niceties, but it was bloody fantastic. And then for some mysterious reason it went belly-up.
I am getting ready to fly to Honolulu this morning. It is the land of my dreams. Like many Hawaiians-at-Heart, I am filled completely when I land and bereft immediately upon departure again. It's hard to believe that a few short weeks ago a few close friends talked me into going.
I had no intention of leaving my beloved, and elderly dog, but the truth is, I really need the break. I have a great dog sitter and the lure of showing three wonderful people My Hawaii is proving irresistible. Not only have they never been there but Ruth. Lynne and David are my kind of travelers. They want to see Oahu's sacred places and meet my favorite Goddess, Pele.
For weeks the emails have been going back and forth until we decided. We all have things pulling at us to stay home but this is what we need. It's not The People's Express, but the spirit is there, willing us to be free...fly!
It's interesting however that in the day leading up to this trip I've been in a kind of limbo. Not here, not there. I am somewhere in between. A boarding gate that feels both good and bad.
I worry about my pets, about taking time away from work. I worry about random, obscure fears and can't help being mindful that the anniversary of 9/11 is next week. My plan is to visit the military cemetery, Punchbowl, the Cemetery of the Pacific. Hawaii has endured more losses in the war against terror than any other state. her cemeteries are filled. I will take a lei to a fallen soldier I do not know and thank him for his priceless gift.
I called my friend Lynn last night and asked how she was feeling. She and her husband David were waiting, just like me. It's a strange waiting room in which we've dwelt. Perhaps as we've gotten older, travel has become such a luxury we taste and savor every moment, even the waiting and preparations to travel.
This time 10 years ago I was waiting to fly to New York to see Mike Tyson fight at Madison Square Garden. Those plans were derailed by the attack on the twin towers. I was lucky. As we all know, so many were not.
So I will happily exist, not here, not there, knowing that so many others are not. I will wallow in this day of travel, and feel humbled that I am in fact, thanks to the sacrifices of men and women I have never met, free to fly.
Aloha oe
A.J.

Do intense and detailed scenes in a book bring more enjoyment to the reader?

2011-09-03T09:16:00.000-04:00

Menage/Threesome
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When writing a story, I form a mental picture of a love scene. The more erotic, the better. I want to transfer my mental picture to the readers in words. If scenes don’t come clear enough in my head and I continue with the love scene, I’m unsure if I’m leaving my readers hanging wondering what’s going on.

Sometimes it takes me a day or two to get the right image and make sure the description of a love scene isn’t vague. That’s what it’s all about when you write. Giving enjoyment to the reader and taking them along for the journey whether it’s in the bedroom, or an office setting.

I like to think my readers feel something when I put emotions into a heated argument between my characters, or an erotic bedroom scene. This is my whole purpose in entertaining even though it’s only for a short while until they finish the book.

In the back of my mind, I’m hoping they enjoy the first read so much, they’ll glance at it the second time. That’s when you know you’ve succeeded as a writer. The five little words I couldn’t put it down is music to an author’s ears.

Is this how you feel as a writer in conveying such realistic scenes that the reader can’t put the book down? And here’s a question for the readers out there that are reading this blog. Do you feel a writer goes into enough detail in love scenes and other scenes in the story to give you an emotional impact that remains with you long after finishing the book?

Jake's Revenge available @ www.extasybooks.com. Cowboy/thriller/romance.

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Just Bein' Naughty

2011-08-29T05:00:00.002-04:00

What does the word “naughty” mean to you? Here are some options, culled from dictionaries around the web: disobedient, mischievous, improper, indecorous, indecent, immoral, wicked, evil.

Were you naughty as a kid? I was, a tad – mischievous and a bit disobedient, at least often enough to have a little fun without suffering dire consequences. I know I drove my fourth grade teacher crazy – but hey, doesn’t every teacher need at least one class clown?

So it should be no surprise that I love being naughty in my fiction. I’m sure there’s a piece of my naughty inner child in nearly all my characters. I’m thinking especially of Meg Keenan (Meghan’s Playhouse), a bisexual sprite who loves bringing other couples together by sharing herself completely with each partner. Or maybe Jennifer Andrews (Swinging Games), who discovers her own bisexuality at mid life and throws herself into all the adventures the Swing Lifestyle can offer. And probably my favorite, Merry Delaney (The Merry Widow), conservative forty-ish widowed accountant who leaves no stone unturned to find out who she is and what her limits are.

I’d love to hear from you: Do you identify with any of those terms? Did you ever? What kind of naughty do you most look for when you’re reading romance?

Grab Your Passport by EM Lynley

2011-08-25T03:00:00.011-04:00

Who loves to read? Did you all raise your hand? Okay, maybe only a few of you actually raised a hand. Good for you! Who likes to travel? I raised both hands, even in the privacy of my office. For me, books don’t get better than when they combine a great story with a real trip, even if it’s just from reality….

When you’ve had a rough day or a particularly grueling week, you probably can’t wait to get away from it all by escaping into someone else’s world in the pages (or pixels) of a book. We’ve all been there. I admit to reading for escape as much as simple entertainment. A good writer can make us feel we’re in another place, time, world or even in someone else’s body. A great writer makes us want to stay there and never come home. If only we could.

Have you ever read a book that made you want to visit a place you’ve never been? Not only give you a description of somewhere else, but immerse you in the sights, sounds, smells, tastes and textures, so you really are there? I love when that happens. And it’s what I’ve tried to do in my latest release, Rarer Than Rubies, set in Thailand and based on my own visits there.

It’s little things that drew me in, almost as much as the spectacular scenery of the countryside or the magnificent temples and palaces.

It was a special pleasure to bring little details and delights of Thailand, from Bangkok and its heat, so thick you feel it wrapping around every limb, to the dirty backstreets where all manner of trade–more than you’ve imagined–takes place.

Food is a special passion of mine, so I wanted to share the duck with anise and ginger and my favorite coconut drinks they serve “to go” with a straw in a plastic bag and a looped rubber band to hold it, boucing along as you walk and sip.
My goal is to make you want to book your flight right away!

[Read a foodie excerpt from Rarer Than Rubies.]

Ready yet?

Where would you like to visit based on a book you’ve read? How did the author make the place come alive for you?

I’ll share one of mine: when I was a kid I loved horses. Probably this sounds familiar to some of you, right? I read every horse-related book I could, including all of Marguerite Henry’s books. One of them was The Wildest Horse Race in the World about the Palio in Siena, Italy. The race has been going on for hundreds of years and it pits different neighborhoods against each other, so much so that married couples from different parts of town split up for the week of the race! It took a long time, but I eventually made it to Italy to watch the Palio. In fact, it’s featured in one of the books I’m working on right now. If you visit my website or personal blog you can keep up with details on when that will be released.

That dream vacation was based on a novel, but I’ve read some great travel writing. I spent a year traveling around Europe and Asia on my own and I read plenty of books to prepare. One of my favorite authors is Paul Theroux. If you want to take an adventure without leaving the house, be sure to check out The Great Railway Bazaar. I read it before I visited many of the places in the book and re-read it after riding on a hundred different trains throughout Europe and Asia. Theroux travels by rail from London to Tokyo as long as there was a train. If not, he flew, but he rode a hell of lot of trains and talked to everyone along the way. His observations about food, culture, plumbing, scenery, and those of his travel companions are priceless. I absolutely love train travel, and wish we had better trains here in the US. It brings you back to a different age and time when getting there was part of the excitement and lure of travel, and when people weren’t in such a damn hurry. Now we rush here and rush there and have lost the joy of getting from place to place and the people we meet along the way.

Have you made it to one of the places you’ve longed to visit? Tell us all about it!

–EM Lynley

EM Lynley writes gay romance. Her latest release romance/adventure, RARER THAN RUBIES from Dreamspinner Press) is set in Thailand, described as “Indiana Jones meets Romancing the Stone.” Also available from Amazon.com. (Read an excerpt.)

Visit EM at her website, Facebook or follow her on Twitter. She’s even got some free stories on offer.

A Walk on the Wild Side

2011-08-23T07:06:00.001-04:00

Prostitution! Whether they call themselves escorts, working girls, street walkers, or call girls, prostitution is all around us. It’s also endemic with teen girls and was the subject of a recent CBS investigation. That’s something to think about, but that’s not the subject of my blog.
The idea of making a living selling their body is anathema to the vast majority of women. Though a shocking number of women, estimated to be over 2%, have been a prostitute some time in their lives. To my surprise, even an author I once interviewed had been a prostitute in a Nevada brothel for six months, supposedly to get background information for a movie she was going to be involved in.
Their reasons are as varied as their backgrounds. Many are addicts, either poor or rich, and have lost control of their lives. Others were born into the life, daughters of prostitutes, raised and abused to be prostitutes. These two groups fall in the lower end of the pecking scale. Though, I have sympathy for their plight, it’s the other groups, the ones who flock to the business that interest me. Particularly those, who have a romantic view of prostitution.
No, not the Dick and Jane hea view of romance. The other, swashbuckling, free spirt, non-conformist, hedonistic view of romance. Women like Kate Ames in East of Eden, who rejected the love of two brothers to be a common bordello whore. Yes, I believe these women exist, yearning for the excitement of lying in various men’s arms, looking forward to the next john like a wrapped up Christmas present. Some are excitement junkies, wives working on the sly or with their husband’s permission. Some are kept women, who whore on the side and some are college students allegedly trying to make ends meet (estimated to be as high as 4% of college women) and hoping to start with a clean slate upon graduation. All these women interest me, but I find the college students intrigui
ng. That is partially why I wrote a series of novelettes called Consequences, based upon four stunning college women who spend an unsavory spring break one year as high priced call girls in Las Vegas. The first two books, April Showers and Angel Love are out and the third book, Mysta Ree, was recently released. These are naughty stories about naughty girls who try to become respectable, when their Las Vegas past slams eight into their lives.
Can it happen? Excluding Amsterdam, Las Vegas is the prostitution capital of the world, but with the advent of the internet, prostitution is blooming all over the country and world. And what about cam girls. It showing it all to anyone who wants to watch is acceptable to these girls are pornographic films just around the corner for some of them? I'm afraid the question isn’t can it happen, but how often does it happen.
What is your opinion?

Blurb

Picking up where Angel Love leaves off, Randy weaves his spell of dominance and protection over beautiful black haired, blue eyed Mysta Ree as he had over equally beautiful April and Angel. Reintroducing her to the alluring, exciting, glamorous life of a high priced call girl, she had all but given up, she is anxious to please Randy and herself. Therefore, she resumes the life she, April and two other friends left behind seven years earlier, when as college juniors, the four had spent a debauched two week spring vacation as escorts in Las Vegas.

Mysta Ree is the long awaited third book of the very naughty, popular Consequences series. Those who have read April Showers and Angel Love won't want to miss the very sexy followup.

Warning: There are extreme sexual situations in this book.

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Mysta Ree

Excerpt

When the last of my pleasure shudders ended, Randy raised his head up and smiled. "Welcome back."

Randy rolled off me and I studied his well toned, mildly haired chest. "Whew, that was amazing. I didn't realize how inadequate my ex was until you showed me."

His head lolled back as he chuckled. "Sorry."

I wanted to hold him close, but I was still cuffed. "No, that's good. I'll never settle for hamburger, knowing I can have fillet again.
That is if I ever marry again."

His beautiful blue eyes thinned. "Pretty bad?"

I shook my head. "It wasn't his fault. I'm just too restless."

I stiffened as his hand slid between my legs and cupped my ever hungry sex. "Missed the life?"

"Ah-huh!"

"Want to get back to it?"

My eyebrows dipped. "Is that what Cindy and Helen are doing?"

"Yes, and we're making more money than Vegas. You want in?"

I eyed his slightly diminished, but still impressive dick and hitched my chin toward it. "I do, if I can have a share of that."

"You can. Would you like to start right now?"

"With you?"

He grinned. "Naw, we have paying customers in the hallway."

This surprised me. "Really? What would happen if I said no?"

"I don't think you will."

"But what if I did?"

"Then April or Angel would gladly take your place. The money is good."

"How much?"

"Two grand each."

I giggled as visions of hundred dollar bills floating down from above interposed over naughty images of what I had to do to make that money drifting through my mind. "Suddenly, I feel like getting my brains fucked out."

He laughed then yelled, "April, Angel."

The door opened and April and Angel, now dressed in flowing red satin robes and wearing masks entered. "Did you call us?" April asked.

"Yes. Cuff Mysta's ankles and put a mask over her eyes."

They edged up to the king sized bed and each closed a cuff around an ankle, then closed the cuff around the corresponding acorn on the footboard.

Spread eagle on the bed and naked, I asked, "Why are you restraining me?"

Randy smiled, "The customers like it. It makes them feel like you are their sex slave and they're in charge. Don't worry we'll be here the whole time watching out for our latest recruit.

April eased up to me, a mask in her long feminine fingers, then slipped the simple black mask over my eyes.

I wondered, "How many men are going to fuck me?"

She stroked my hair. "There will be six. All decent looking and your half will be six grand."

My breathing grew more labored. Even though I'd agreed, six men, seven if you count Randy, added up to a lot of fucking.

Randy spoke. "Angel, baby, send the first happy face in."

When Angel stepped out into the hall to usher the first john in, my pulse rate soared. I felt a tingling throughout my body from hyperventilating. I watched with apprehension as she walked the first customer through the door. April was right. He was decent looking. I'll be fine, once I get started.

Randy warmed me up, fondling my clit and nipples. His finger reciprocated into my slick channel and his thumb strummed my sexual bud while the first john undressed.

My nipples hardened, as the man's intense gaze scanned my body.
Despite his advanced age, his fairly hairy body seemed in good shape. His uncut wand wasn't hard, but with the aid of his fist, he grew hard. When he seemed ready, Angel sheathed his good sized pride with a condom. Gracefully clambering aboard the bed, he mounted me. I had no hands to guide him, so Angel directed his cock to the rim of my pussy. We sighed in unison as he entered me. He wasn't the pounding type. Instead, he fucked me with slow measured intrusions.

With a deep voice, he said, "You are very beautiful. I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to take my time and enjoy every minute of you."

I snickered. "Like they say, you're the boss."

His eyes sparkled. "Yes, for the moment I am. May I kiss you?"

I glanced at Randy, who shook his head. "Not unless you can get a condom over your tongue."

He laughed. "If it were possible, that would take the fun out of kissing you. Would it be all right if I lick your beautiful nipples?"

A chill passed through me knowing how much I like to have my nipples sucked on. "I would welcome that. My nipples are very sensitive."

Sexy Music and Contemporary Erotic Romance

2011-08-17T13:20:00.000-04:00

Some time back I wrote and published Caressing Caitlyn through Sizzler Editions . The story is sweet, soft and erotic but a short piece, used initially to sell my ability to write on other story sites. It's actually the ONLY form of promotion I really do aside from Social Media as it has results based on READERS.

I tend to love the music industry, primarily metal and Goth/EBM. But this video I wrote more than my share of sex scenes to. So, enjoy the song, buy the book when you're done and rewatch the video while fucking.

The song itself runs a little shorter than it should take to read through Caressing Caitlyn. And the book is only $2.95 so pick it up here!

A new beginning (or, Cassandra's kick in the pants)

2011-08-15T05:00:00.000-04:00

When most people think about the year, they think from January to December. Not me. Like many of my fellow teachers, my "year" goes from August to June. Instead of thinking in terms of 2011, or 2012, I think "2010-2011" or "2011-2012." When other people get nostalgic on New Year's Eve, I'm still thinking of it as the middle of a year rather than the end!

For that reason, this is the time of year that I start getting nostalgic, and motivated. I wouldn't say this summer was a great time for me, creatively speaking. I went on some fun trips with the hubby, and spent a lot of time working out and straightening things around the house, but I didn't do nearly as much writing as I would have liked. I didn't even read as much as I wanted to.

Now that a new school year is beginning (I go back Monday, yikes!!!!), it's like I'm getting a sudden kick in the pants. Last week, I finally finished cleaning up a manuscript that's been sitting on my hard drive for what seems like an eternity. Not only did I clean it up and sub it, but it was accepted! Yay!

On top of that, I've been working on the sequel to that book, and I've also gotten a bit more done on another story I've been plodding along on. In a week, I've accomplished almost as much, writing-wise, as I did in the two months prior. I can't decide if that's awesome or kind of pitiful.

This is the time of year when I feel like I have to cram as much as I can into the last dregs of summer. It's a time full of possibilities, when I look forward to meeting my new students and finding out what gets them excited about learning. It's also a time when my creativity is refreshed and renewed. Just like January 1 for many people, it's a new beginning--and I'm ready to get started!

Any parents out there getting ready for a new school year with their kids? Any fellow teachers? To everyone else, when is your new beginning?

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

Partner Betweenness And My Upcoming Release

2011-08-13T10:31:00.000-04:00

Elizabeth Black here, talking about sex again. A new study is out that found that, when it comes to straight men between the ages of 57 and 85, they may experience erectile difficulties if their wives/girlfriends/mistresses have close relations with other men. In other words, their willies feel threatened by the presence of other willies. An article on the subject noted the following: "Benjamin Cornwell, a professor of sociology at Cornell University and Edward Laumann, a professor of sociology at the University of Chicago, describe the situation as "partner betweenness" -- in which a man's female partner has stronger relationships with his confidants than he does."

I found this to be true when I was younger and dated men in the younger portion of that age range. I had a semi-exclusive relationship with a man of 57 when I was 21. He was insanely jealous when any man so much as stared a bit too long at me. Granted, I dated plenty of men and had sex with more than one partner, so he knew there was competition. I didn't want to be tied down. He didn't have erectile problems, though. In fact, when he felt insecure about not being the only man in my life, he tended to be a bit … how do I put this? … spirited. He thrust harder as if he needed to prove to himself he was my best lover. I did have another man who was 50 who did have erectile problems when he was with me. It never occurred to me he could have felt insecure over being compared to other men – and he fell short. I liked to play the field, even though I had one serious relationship along with "friends with benefits" before it became popular.

Catherine Stone in my novel Don't Call Me Baby has a similar outlook but not those kinds of experiences. This book will be released by Naughty Nights Press in September, 2011. Here's a description of the book:

Keep an eye on my Facebook page and my web site for more information about Don't Call Me Baby as the release date approaches.

How Hot Should You Trot?

2011-08-05T12:43:00.002-04:00

By A.J. Llewellyn

One of the questions new authors often write to me about is their sex scenes.It is obvious from my books that I am pretty comfortable writing the 'hot stuff' and as I always say, sex sells. But how hot SHOULD you trot?
In short my response is as hot as you can make it, but it HAS to make sense - AND it must be alluring.
Write what you know is the old cliche for authors and it is a cliche for a reason. It's true. We're writing fiction so this gives us a whole world to explore and titillate our readers.
However...
I'm seeing a disturbing trend in er...alleged M/M romance books that have scenes that are just grim. There is no other word for them.
I had to stop reading a book that had had an extensive scene with a coffee enema in it as a rousing sexual practice.
Eeeww~
Look, I am sure there are people out there who like 'brown sports' but most of your readers won't like it. And most publishers won't take it.I was surprised this one was published for that reason but I have since heard this scene was removed from an updated, renamed version of the book.
In other words, it was repackaged to actually sell...
So if you can't write what you know, know what you write.
So at least do some research and find out if gay men really enjoy doing this and if your straight female readers will get their romantic highs reading it.
It's easy to ask your friends on FB, Yahoo,Twitter, whatever...a plain old Google search also works...
Similarly, I stopped reading a book written by a prolific author in which her virgin male lead is fisted without any preparation, no lube and, improbably sitting on the roof of a car on an open road.
Hello? Is this hot?
NOT!
Plausible? Oh, hell no.
I think fiction is a safe place to explore your fantasies, good, bad, bold, whatever...but do a little homework first.
D/s relationships still seem to have a healthy fan base but the few I've read make no sense. Yes, it's fiction, but it takes me out of the book and makes me laugh my ass off when your sub is ordered to go to the supermarket dressed in his dungeon wear of puppy ass dildo (you know, the ones with the wiggling tail), leather g-string and a dog collar.
Judging by the extensive torture this clueless sub had just received it's apparent that blood is on his nipples and chest - all those needles, you know.
I mean, come on. Seriously?
Wouldn't you call the police if you saw a guy sniffing around the produce section looking like a torture camp survivor?
No, in this book, he shops and returns to his Dom, and more painful torture ensues.
Hot, or not?
Not to me.
Now, how about you?
I am curious about the weirdest, funniest, un-hottest scenes you read. Please don't name names, just give us the SCOOP.
Let me know what you think - I really want to know!

Aloha oe,

AJ

Happily ever after endings in a story.

2011-08-03T08:40:00.000-04:00

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It was supposed to be a well-deserved, three-week tropical getaway for Kaitlin. It turned out to be an erotic nightmare when she was kidnapped and taken away by a dark handsome stranger. Josh Anderson had returned to claim his prize, Kathleen. When fear battles with love, when the desire to escape wars with the need to submit, it can lead to “twin” confusions and a case of…Mistaken Identity.

Available @ http://www.extasybooks.com/

Josie prefers Tia her college roommate as a sexual partner. She doesn’t try to hide her bisexual state to Tia and her friend accepts her. Josie finds Tia excites her no end, but Tia believes she’s in love with Wade and wants to include him in a threesome with Josie. Will a menage work out, or lead to a disastrous outcome?

My blog today is about movies, books and happy endings. There is so much tragedy in our every day lives and this is proven when you pick up a newspaper or turn on the television. When I watch a movie or read a book, I enjoy losing myself in the plot and hope it has a hea ending.

Have you ever watched a movie and found you needed a box of tissues before it was over? Recently, I bought a DVD from Amazon and found that the ending caused me to burst into tears.

It was an older movie called Where the Red Fern Grows about a young boy that eventually saves enough money to buy two coon dogs. The male coon dog saves his master from a mountain lion and dies. The female grieves herself to death by lying on the males’ grave. After the female’s buried, a red fern grows at the sight. Thus, the name of the movie. I felt sad all that evening after watching the movie. I guess I’m an old softie.

The same thing goes for me with books. I hate to pick up a book and get all the way to the end to find the hero or heroine tragically killed in an accident. That ruins everything for me

When I’m writing a story, I always try to plot a happy ending. I’m not sure other readers feel as I do, but I’ll bet there are a lot of you out there.

Here are my questions for you. Do you like to see a happy ending in a movie or book? Does it bother you if the hero or heroine dies off as the film or book ends? I’d like other opinion to find out if I’m the only sentimental fool out there.

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Too Much Sex?

2011-07-29T05:00:00.000-04:00

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

2011-07-27T06:00:00.003-04:00

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

2011-07-25T11:17:00.010-04:00

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