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Welcome to the first revamped Oh My! Monday here at Behind Closed Doors. This week we have an extra special treat. My friend and fellow author Natasha Blackthorne stops in again to share another of her fabulous Regency erotic romances. Not only does she write about those Dominant Alpha Males, Natasha has them fall for the curvy girl. Since I can relate to that sort of heroine, I’m immediately drawn to Natasha’s stories. Long or short, I want to read them all! This time, she’s here to share a bit from A Measured Risk.  Sit back, relax, and let Natasha tell her tale.

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A MEASURED RISK features a shy, intellectual, strong-willed widow with real life curves (Rubenesque/BBW) and a protective, possessive Dominant, alpha male hero. This is a story of Dominance and submission with light BDSM, emotional healing, trust and love.

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 A Measured Risk is an Erotic Historical Romance. This means it contains graphic sexual language. It also means that there is a greater focus on the development of the romance through eroticism than in Mainstream/Traditional Steamy or Spicy Romance.

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 He is her most dangerous temptation and now he is demanding her submission. Dare she take the risk?

Emotionally scarred in the horrific accident that took her husband’s life, Lady Cranfield is imprisoned by her lingering terror of horses and carriages. She longed to be closer to the fascinating Earl of Ruel. She sensed intuitively that he could teach her how to overcome the terrors that held her in bondage.

And now she’s willing to risk almost anything-her reputation, even her virtue-to find out. But what he proposes startles her.

When the shy, studious and socially awkward young widow approached him, Ruel instantly sensed she would be the sweetest, most submissive experience of a lifetime-if only he can gain her total and complete trust. He makes her a non-negotiable offer. His help in return for her submission and obedience.

But Lady Cranfield grew up neglected by her ducal parents, raised by servants and then later ignored by her handsome, charming husband. She’s learnt to protect her heart at all costs and she trusts no one but herself.

How can the jaded Earl of Ruel break through her self-protective defenses and show her how to love when he has spent his lifetime avoiding that tender trap?

 

Adult Excerpt

ameasuredrisk_800risk“Why did you run away?” His deep voice settled in her belly, rich and warm, like crème brûlée on a cold winter’s night.

“Because I wanted you to follow.” She tried to sound sophisticated and seductive, but her voice choked off on the last word.

Ruel placed his hand on the shelf above her head and blocked her path to the door. His tall, solidly muscled body leaned over her, surrounding her with the sumptuous, sinful scents of tobacco, Scotch whisky and something masculine and undeniably dangerous. A slow, sensual smile stretched his hard mouth.

He appeared different. Softer. More approachable.

At the change, her insides seemed to flip over.

“Well, sweeting, getting us off alone was a very inspired idea.” He touched one of her fallen ringlets. “I am bored to distraction with endless hunting and fencing.”

As he slowly wrapped the curl around two fingers, he brushed her collarbone. Fiery sparks tingled down her spine, so intense that she shivered and her nipples beaded, pressing against her stays. By some instinct she hadn’t even known she possessed, she arched her back, presenting herself for his assessment.

His eyes shone so vividly blue against his bronzed face that they resembled cornflowers. She swallowed tightly and wished for a long drink of claret. This more personal side of him suddenly seemed far more hazardous than his usually fierce exterior.

Well, no matter. There was nothing to fear. She would allow only as much contact as need be to get to know him a little. Since being torn from her lonely yet secure life in Ireland and thrust into society at age sixteen, she’d spent her time allowing people only as near as was comfortable. She was an expert at emotional evasion.

It should be easy to regain her control.

But now, as late afternoon sun rays played over his pale hair, turning it to the colour of winter wheat, all her carefully rehearsed words flew away.

Say something—anything—else he will think you’re a bird-wit.

An intimate smile, one that invited her to play, tugged at his mouth.

“In a situation like this, alone with a gentleman, it’s perfectly normal for a lady to feel some apprehension.” His hushed voice, barely audible above the piano and boisterous singing from down the corridor, accentuated their isolation. He brushed his fingertips over her cheek and his gaze became so piercing that she had to lower her eyes. “She will invariably ask herself if he will try to kiss her.”

She jerked her eyes back to his face. God, he couldn’t mean to—Not yet, surely… Peculiar, heated chills swept over her. She tried to take a step back, but found her arse flush against the bookshelf.

He leaned closer; so close that his Scotch-scented breath tickled her face. “And just in case you are wondering, Lady Cranfield—the answer is most assuredly yes.”

She should demand that he put his arm down so she could pass by and leave. She really should. But she couldn’t stop looking at his hard mouth and wondering what it would feel like upon hers. He was so close to her, his breath blew on her lips. If she moved but a fraction, she’d be kissing him.

Kissing him.

Dear God. Her breath began to come very fast and short. Her throat went tight with a suppressed moan.

His eyes burnt as brightly as aquamarines. He looked so fierce. If he kissed her, if he dared… Oh God, it would be so harsh. That cruel-looking mouth could express itself no other way.

Excitement rushed through her, sending tingles to every point of her body, even her toes.

But no, he wouldn’t. Not yet.

He kept leaning closer. He didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he seemed to focus all the harder upon her.

Heart pounding and unable to move away, she braced herself for his assault.

His lips brushed hers, barely. A gossamer caress.

He lifted his head.

It was done.

Ended.

And it hadn’t even begun.

He held her chin, appearing so cool, so unaffected. His kiss had seemed to sear her. An urge to put her fingers to her lips arose in her. She resisted it, for it would give away too much of how she was affected.

Never show your feelings.

He traced his thumb along her lower lip, slowly, deliberately, as he studied her with eyes that now glittered with something powerful and predatory. Heat pooled in her pelvis, low and spreading even lower.

She went weak all over, as if she’d lain in a sunny window seat for too long. Her knees almost buckled. She forced them to lock. To be strong.

It should not have affected her so profoundly. It had just been a peck—not a true kiss at all. William had poured out all of his skill upon her and hadn’t garnered even a tenth of the reaction in her that this man’s peck had.

Ruel traced her jaw line with his fingertips. Unthinkingly, she leaned in to his touch.

“Of course, once he has kissed her, then it’s his turn to wonder…” His voice sounded unnaturally loud to her ears. “How will she respond? Will she withdraw, or can he ignite some hidden fire?”

She sensed that he was toying with her. She’d didn’t understand flirtation—why had she imagined she could carry this ruse off? Was he making advances in order to have a laugh with Francesca and her simpering friends later? Hurt blossomed in her chest. She resented him for that. She ought to feel indignant, superior, uncaring—anything but hurt.

“Please don’t make sport of me.”

She cringed. Was that quavering, pleading voice really hers?

An infinitesimal pause. “Now, why on earth would I do such a thing?” His voice was as smooth as velvet.

“To please your vanity,” she replied, trying to regain her wits.

“Here.” He placed her hand to his chest. The contours of his muscles were hard, powerfully developed. Even more so than she’d expected. His body heat radiated through the satin and, beneath her hand, his heart beat was rapid and strong.

“Is that vanity?” He put a finger under her chin, giving her no choice but to face him. “Is it?” He gentled his grip.

The warmth in his voice settled over her like luscious hot chocolate. Melting her insides to quivering burgoo, rendering her speechless, unable to move.

“My dear, lovely Lady Cranfield, I am going kiss you again.”

Then he touched his mouth to hers, more firmly this time.

Delicious, steady pressure. Her lips trembled and she clutched his lapels. He lifted his head. At the loss, a throaty, pleading moan sounded in her ears. Had it really come from her?

Clearly, now was the time for her to reassert some control over her reactions. To put him at a more comfortable distance.

“Kiss me back.” At the commanding edge in his voice, hot, sweet honey pooled in her belly.

No. Focus.

What had she wanted to ask him? Focus? Dear God, what rubbish. She could scarcely remember her own name, much less anything else. What madness had made her think she could maintain control over him?

He traced her mouth with his tongue. Deliberately; lingeringly. This time she couldn’t hold back a moan. She had grown to dislike it when William kissed her opened mouthed. It had always seemed such an overheated, messy thing. But where was her coldness now? She was burning to know what it would feel like to know Ruel’s full kiss. She had to know—just once—or she would surely die.

Just once. Certainly once wouldn’t hurt.

Tentatively, tremulously, she opened her mouth…

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#Oh My! @tiffcarmouche Gives Us a Sneak Peek into the World of Her Alaska Trilogy #romance #suspense

Instead of dreading Mondays, I decided to take them back and make the day into something fun. What better way than to invite fellow authors to share sneak peeks at their latest WIP or new releases. This week for Oh My! Monday, I’m excited to have with us romantic suspense author Tiffany Carmouche and the second book in her Alaska Trilogy.

ECoverFinalRoseLG-TheImposterThe first book The Impostor, introduces us to Nicole, a young single mother, who escapes an abusive ex-boyfriend and leaves behind the broken dreams of becoming an artist. She travels to Alaska, a place she knows little about, on a journey of self-discovery.

Nicole is scared of getting hurt again, but Dylan’s chiseled body, chocolate-brown eyes and charm captivate her. She begins to fall in love. In Alaska, she discovers the power of friendship and true love and starts to let down her guard. But is her security a facade?

Soon Nicole’s innocent beauty taunts a sinister man, and she is caught in a web of deception and danger. Someone evil is stalking her. Someone she had trusted. Will she be saved? Or will she be hunted?

 

ECoverFinalLG-ObsessionAndSacrificeThe second book in the trilogy, Obsession and Sacrifice, promises even more suspense and intrigue.When Nichole wakes up in the hospital room from a coma, she has no memory of who she is or how she got there. Only the scars on her body reveal some horrific event took place and she is lucky to be alive…alive…but could she still be in danger?

Her only hope to rediscover her past and avoid a killer’s obsession lies in the hands of two men: sexy Dylan, her boyfriend, who used to captivate her and now prays she will remember how much they cared for one another, and Bradley, her charming best friend, who has secretly loved her all along. She feels safe around both men, but to her, they are strangers. Nicole must decide who to trust, not only with her heart, but with her life.

They are rivals–both men want to win her love. But they are allies as well. The two vow to give her a second chance at life and both will sacrifice everything to make sure she survives.

Wow! Those covers alone grabbed my attention. How about you? Do you want to learn more? Here’s a little teaser excerpt from Obsession and Sacrifice that promises to pique more than just your interest. 😉

…He laid her down on top of the covers so he could see her every curve, her every breath, her every desire. He wanted her, wanted her so badly.

He watched her gently pant as she lie waiting for him to take her. She was his. A mixture of the lustful passion and the genuine love he felt for her made the adrenaline race through his veins like a raging river. He wanted to cherish every moment, every inch of her body, every kiss because it could be their last.

“My body has craved your body.” He leaned over, brushing his hand over her hair so he could look in to her eyes as their lips met. “Every minute,” he gently kissed her again. “Of every day,” his kisses grew even more passionate and he pulled away almost teasing her, “since you last made love to me.”

He lowered himself to her, whispering in between kisses. “You. Are. Simply. Delicious.”

He caressed her breast and his tongue obeyed each nipple’s cry to be tasted. His warm mouth covered them, and they melted to his tongue like cotton candy. As he gently sucked her nipples, her body stirred as he teased. Sighing with obsession, she ran her fingers through his hair again.

As he traveled her body with his tongue, he continued down her tight abdomen, gently nibbling on the sides of her little waist. Tickling her and awakening all of her senses, he arrived again at the lace covering her essence. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils as his fingers slid beneath the fabric feeling the juices of her passion. As his fingers slid over her clitoris, she jumped. Her body trembled and she swallowed hard.

He tenderly slid her panties down her thighs and off her body, spreading her legs as his tongue slowly entered her again, gently sucking her clitoris. She squirmed in delight, clenching onto the covers below her. The tip of her toes curled as she shivered. Goosebumps traveled up her body. “Aaa,” she softly sighed, as he stimulated her again…

If you want more of these books, you’ll have to pick up your own copies. They’re available on Amazon right now. Tiffany will also be visiting my sister blog Sassy Vixen Publishing on Saturday March 30th for an author spotlight. Let’s see if we can tease a bit more out of her about her books!

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Tiffany author picture B&WWhen Tiffany Carmouché is not writing romance novels, you can find her sculpting, traveling, teaching, singing, dancing, escaping in music or enjoying her family.

From skydiving in Alaska to scuba diving in Hawaii, Carmouché has traveled the worls seeking adventure. These include riding camels in Africa, swimming under the stars in Puerto Rico, dancing salsa in Ecuador, and walking the cobblestone roads of Assisi, Italy. She has also found fulfillment working with the disabled and orphans in Argentina and Mexico. Her most cherished moments, however, have been watching her two beautiful daughters grow and strive to accomplish their own dreams.

Despite all of these amazing experiences, she has survived many struggles. There was a time she felt defeated, but now she is recommitted to savoring experiences both in the novels she writes and in the life she lives each day. Her secret hope is that anyone who is struggling will realize there is a light at the end of the tunnel and no matter how hard the fight, no matter how many times they have been knocked down, it is always worth staggering up to their feet and learning to breathe again.

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#OhMyMonday @SloanArcher Shares A Bit of Female Shower Fun from Mercy’s Debt

Welcome to Behind Closed Doors. It’s time for our Oh My! Monday feature where we share adult excerpts from various novels from all ADULT genres. Since I write erotica and erotic romance, there won’t be any books featured here that could be considered for the Young Adult audience. I don’t want to freak anyone or their parents out with the content on these pages. So if you are not at least 18 years of age, please leave this blog now. If you continue to read, you acknowledge you are over 18 years of age and that you’ve been warned that the content in this post and in most of the others on this site could be considered offensive to some people. If you are one of those folks, kindly leave this page. If not, stick around and enjoy!

This week I’m happy to have a new author here with me today. She’s sharing the first book in her paranormal romantic thriller series about those sexy vamps! You know how I love those fanged ones in all genres and heat levels! Anyhoooo…today author Sloan Archer is sharing an excerpt from Mercy’s Debt. Two days ago, she did the House of Taboo Spotlight Interview with my alter ego Lia Michaels. There you’ll find one steamy excerpt. Today you’ll get another between two FEMALE characters.

I thought that would get your attention! LOL

First a bit about the author…

Sloan Archer photoSloan Archer is a bona fide California native who works full-time as a writer, occasionally in the desert as an archaeologist, and has a ten-year employment history in marketing. She has been penning fiction since childhood; her first stories were spooky mysteries inspired by horror films and the howling coyotes on her family’s farm.

She is a seasoned world traveler whose journeys have taken her from Madagascar to Indonesia, and many countries in-between. In 2007 she founded a jewelry label, VIVI+VIVI, and received international recognition for her creations, her most coveted designs worn by celebrities and carried in trendy boutiques like Fred Segal in Los Angeles. In 2012, she closed her business to focus on her true love, writing.

When Sloan isn’t composing books, she enjoys traveling, running marathons, painting, reading, baking, and spending time at the beach. She is currently working on two novels: Mercy’s Doubt, the second installation of the Montgomery’s Vampires Series, and Lilac Coma.

Now the BLURB

Mercy's Debt coverAfter graduating from the prestigious Dewhurst University, Mercy Montgomery finds herself in a bit of financial trouble: over $108,000 worth of financial trouble, in fact. She can’t find a job to save her life, and with bill collectors constantly at her heels, she has no idea how she will ever come up with the money needed in order to keep her head above water.

Mercy’s monetary worries seem to be over after a chance meeting with mystifyingly pale Michael Graves, who offers her a high-paying job at his company, Dignitary. But there’s a catch; the seemingly harmless Dignitary is an underground organization that offers human chaperones to wealthy bloodsucking clients.

As if congregating with the undead doesn’t make life complicated enough for Mercy, there’s a savage killer on the loose who appears to have a craving for her blood. Soon Mercy is torn between a dark and dangerous underworld of supernatural desire and a simple life of practicality, and business magnate Robert Bramson is the man she blames for her confusion. If he just wasn’t so damn sexy… And dangerous. As the killer closes in, Mercy realizes that she must make a decision. But will she make her choice too late?

And without further adieu, the EXCERPT

Liz stepped into the shower first with her back turned to me, and then I followed.

The balminess of the air alleviated my headache almost instantly, but it also had the secondary effect of bringing back my buzz.

Liz handed me a bottle of mango scented shower gel and a puff. “Could you wash my back, please?” she asked coyly.

“Oh, you’re really pushing it.”

She bent over slightly, resting her forearms on the wall. I went to work behind her, rubbing the sudsy puff in a circular motion up and down her back.

“That feels incredible,” she cooed.

She lifted her arms, and I scrubbed at the pale skin underneath, moving down the back of her ribs. She took a step back, arching her back slightly, indicating that she wanted me to scrub higher. I pulled the suds under her cleavage, coming close to, but still avoiding, the apex of her chest.

“Don’t be shy,” she purred, turning around to face me. She leaned back against the tiled wall, widening her stance to steady herself. Her dewy folds pulled open, and I caught a quick peek of the rosiness hidden within. She’d shaved her pubic hair in a soft V-shape, which was atypical of her characteristic baldness. The downy pelt contained an auburn hue that complimented the plump pinkness beneath it perfectly.

I ran the puff across her areolas and something stirred inside her. She let out a suggestive whimper, shifting her body so close to mine that our hips touched. Without a second thought, I dropped the puff and went to work on lathering her with my bare hands.

She moaned louder, rubbing her slippery breasts against mine, the warm water cascading down her beautiful figure in a mango-scented stream. She abruptly embraced me. We kissed, then, tasting each other with our tongues, continuing to explore the intimate areas of our bodies.

My foot slipped on a glob of shower gel, and I threw my arm out to my side to maintain balance. Not in the clearest frame of mind, I put all my weight behind my panicked reach and toppled over when my hand plunged through the flimsy shower curtain. My knees cracked as they made contact against the edge of the tub. Liz fell over, too, landing hard on her tailbone.

The stumble had hurt something fierce, but it provided a brief moment of clear-headedness.
I blinked up at Liz, bewildered.

“What in the hell are we doing?” I exhaled.

“I… I don’t know…” she stammered.

“You fell pretty hard on your ass,” I said. “Are you hurt?”

“No, I’m fine,” she mumbled awkwardly.

“Okay. That’s good. I’m, uh, just going to get out.”

“K,” she said.

Hmmmm…will Liz and Mercy revisit their attraction again? You’ll have to get the book to find out for yourself! Mercy’s Debt is now available through Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

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Loving Leonardo Author @RoseAnderson_ Shares Her Thursday Thirteen

I’m thrilled to welcome back to my blogs an “old” friend. Rose Anderson was one of the very first authors to befriend me when I joined Siren a little over a year ago.  She was the one who inspired me to make my own video trailers too. After a bit of an absence, she’s now back again with a brand new book.  Loving Leonardo is set in the late 1800’s and is centered around three individuals discovering their true sexuality and maybe even love? You’ll have to read it for yourself to find out all the juicy details.

I’ve decided to change the guidelines a bit after reading Rose’s Thursday Thirteen. Now Behind Closed Doors and all of my blogs will feature any thirteen sentences you wish to share from the book you would like to feature. Rose was kind enough to not only send the first thirteen lines from her book, but also an additional set from later in the story. 

So sit back, relax and enjoy the little snippets from Rose’s Loving Leonardo.

Happy Reading and Blessed Be!

~Tammy

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Bound by limits dictated by society, Art Historian Nicolas Halstead lived a guarded life until a tempest in the form of Elenora Schwaab blew into his world. At first Nicolas can’t decide if the audacious American is simply mad or plotting blackmail for not only does she declare knowledge of his homosexuality, she offers him a marriage proposal.

 
After Ellie tells him of a previously unknown work of Leonardo da Vinci, a book of erotic love poems and sketches dedicated to the artist’s long-time lover Salai, Nicolas joins her in a race to save the book from destruction. Along the way they encounter Historian Luca Franco and discover a comfortable compatibility that comes to redefine their long-held notions of love.

 
The trio embarks on an adventure of sensual discovery, intrigue, and danger. Little do they know Leonardo da Vinci’s book is far more than meets the eye.

 

First Thirteen Sentences of Loving Leonardo

Carlo Posateri shrugged his cloak back on his shoulders, the thin wool gone heavy from absorbing the September fog. He peered into the night then checked his pocket watch under the misty gaslight. Few people would be out in an evening fog like this and there was a word to describe many who were — Ladro. It was a perfect night to make deals with a thief.  
The acquisition ritual played in his mind. To start: a warm bath and a brandy, followed by an excursion into the most brilliant and salacious mind ever produced by the Renaissance. He envisioned the sinful eroticism the book was certain to contain; the impression settled heavy in his loins. Salivating in anticipation, he swallowed. He wasn’t a sinner. His disdain for the sodomite artists didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy their unique and compelling art. But he wasn’t one of them. He simply appreciated their artistic technique.
Born and raised in Rome, he’d planned to return after his Silvia died. But her older brother Pietro encouraged him to stay because without other family, they were all each of them had in the world.

 

Bonus Thirteen!

He set his glass aside to rest his hand beside mine on the settee. “She seems an open-minded woman. I confess other than with my sisters, I’ve never found myself so comfortable in the presence of the fairer sex. She makes this easy.”
My little finger stretched slightly, I swear by its own accord. “She does, at that. She declares herself a progressive in her world view. Ellie is extremely open-minded, and this is a truer fact than many know.”
He raised his hand to the side of my face, and there his thumb traced along my bottom lip. My heart started to pound and my cock swelled. The hand slid around to the back of my skull and pulled me close for a kiss. A kiss I very much wanted.
I could taste him under the sweet tang of grapes and wine.

 

A Message from Rose…

I’ve been happily married to my soul mate for the past 35 years and together raised our two children on one of the prettiest places on earth in America’s upper Midwest. We share our lives with five feathered and furred loved ones, and a loving and supportive extended family as well – family we were born into, and family built with dear friends. I’ve been writing for at least twenty years but kept it all to myself after several unsuccessful attempts to send manuscripts to New York knocked the wind from my sails. In the summer of 2010 all roads converged and before I knew it I became a published author. My goal is to learn all I can about this business through five romance novels, then take that knowledge and apply it to the series I’ve been working on for the past six years. Three romance novels are in print now and two to go! After that – love stories of a different sort.

 

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Quinn and Jacob join the #WickedAfterDark Celebration

Welcome to Behind Closed Doors and the Wicked After Dark Halloween Blog Hop. For those of you who’ve visited every day since October 24th, thank you! If this is your first time here, I hope you enjoy what you see and visit the last posts as well as the next few days. You have several opportunities to win the naughty prize package I’ve put together. If you are the lucky winner, you’ll want to be sure you have someone to share the toys with. Sure they can be fun if used alone, but they are SIZZLING if shared.  In case you’re wondering…yes, the package does include batteries! 😉

I’ve had a marvelous time chiming in on the blogs and letting my characters take over too. Well, letting Steve take over may not have been the smartest move on my part, but all in all I still had a nice time with him. I just wish he’d stop telling folks about our past. Sheesh!

Today I have a special treat. We’re headed over to the Island to visit with Quinn and Jake. They’ve spent a bit of time together in paradise. I want to check in with them and see how their doing. Maybe they’ve decided what they’re going to do. For those of you who don’t know their story, let me bring you up to speed. 

These two people have been fated to be together for several lifetimes. Instead of being able to have their happily ever after, both of them have made choices that lead them away from each other. Their hearts continued to long for each other and their souls cried out to The Three to have mercy on them.  The Goddess Fate listened and championed their cause to her brothers, Yeshua and Lucius. Together they agreed it was time these two star-crossed lovers got their happy ending. More importantly to the gods, Quinn and Jacob’s life paths crossed many others. If they didn’t find each other in this lifetime, the paths of the others would be altered as well. There was too much at stake for too many people in this life cycle and the next.

In order for us to travel to the Island, we have to go into a dream state. All you have to do is sit back, relax and let your mind settle.  Clear your mind and leave this world behind. Don’t worry about your bodies. The Guardians will watch over them for us while we visit our heroine and hero.  Go on.  Let yourself go. Listen to the waves hitting the beach. The tide is coming in as the sun is setting. Open your eyes.

We’re here.

Look up the beach. There’s someone waving us over. Is it? Yes! It’s Jake. I hope you all don’t mind. I did send word to them we were coming. I didn’t want to show up to find them…well, you know! 😉

Come on over folks. Quinn and I have a whole barbecue planned for you. She’s inside working on some of the dishes and told me to keep you all entertained for a bit.  My pop was here with Quinn’s brother Danny earlier. He said you had some questions you’d like to ask. Why don’t we start there?

Thank you for agreeing to see us today, Jake. You guys didn’t have to do all of this for us, but to be honest, I’m a bit hungry. Dream walking takes a lot of energy!

LOL! So I’m told. I haven’t tried it yet myself. Quinn will be happy to fill you in on her experience when she joins us.  Come sit by me, Tammy. You and I have a lot of catching up to do.

What do you mean, Mr. Hartley?

Oh, don’t be coy with me. You are the one person who can tell me why I didn’t see the signs sooner about Julia.

You did see them. You just chose to ignore it. I think your heart was yearning so badly for Quinn, that you mistook what you had with Julia for what is destined to be with Quinn. You shouldn’t beat yourself up over it. You only wanted what your parents had, that once in a lifetime love that will never fade. You can have that.

I’m starting to believe it. This place has powerful magic. (his face lights up as Quinn walks through the sliding glass doors holding two large bowls of fruit.) And here’s the most powerful magic around. 

What have you been saying about me out here, Mr. Hartley? (Quinn’s smile lights up her face and her eyes sparkle. I can definitely see why Jacob’s in love with her. She’s stunning!)

He’s just saying the Island has powerful magic. As a Wiccan, I have to agree. You can feel the energy here course through your veins. My skin has been tingling since we arrived. Can you feel it, Quinn?

(she stares into my eyes a moment before slowly nodding.) Yes. It was just a tingle when I first woke up here, but now after spending this time with Jake, it’s like something has reawakened inside of me. I don’t understand it. 

I do. You’ve found your faith again. More importantly, you’ve found your faith in yourself and in your destiny. By the look on both of your faces, It seems we’ve come at the right time. You’ve made your decision haven’t you?

(Quinn places the bowls out on the banquet table and gestures to everyone to dig in. As we start to fill up our plates, she takes Jacob’s hand and holds it to her heart.) Yes we have. The sunrise this morning gave us both the sign we were waiting for. (Jake kisses her lips softly and smiles along with her.)

And?

Now and forever, Tammy. Now and Forever.

Well, how about we leave it at that for today. Join us back here tomorrow when I bring back a very special character from For the Love of Quinn to give his opinion of what has happened for our couple. Don’t forget to visit the other folks in the hop. You still have time to visit the over 200 blogs and get entered in their contests. Make sure you head over to my sister blog Sassy Vixen Publishing. There’s another prize package up for grabs there too. My alter ego, Lia Michael’s takes over the interrogation duties today. You don’t want to miss her guest!

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Video Trailer for The Island (Now and Forever 2)

I’m in the planning stages for a virtual book tour to promote The Island, coming up with a variety of posts, a media kit with all my links, bio, covers and of course the video trailer. Recently I did a blog post for Writer’s Words of Wisdom about creating video trailers. I used the techniques described in it to create my latest video. Even though it took me a while to put it all together the way I wanted it, it really wasn’t hard to do.

Once I collected and purchased all the photos I wanted to use, I listened to the variety of royalty free music I had on my computer from iTunes and from Incompetech.com. The latter is a site put together by Kevin MacLeod. He has hundreds of pieces all for free to use in projects. All you have to do is give him credit somewhere in your work and you are all set. If you can’t or don’t want to give the attribution, you can purchase the music as well. Kevin also offers a service where he will create an original composition for you if you desire.

Well, being on a very tight budget, I of course went for the free music for now. One day I may have to hire Mr. MacLeod to compose something for me, but for now I’ll just enjoy the beautiful pieces he has on his site.  The budget this time around was used to purchase a few more pictures from Shutterstock.com. I found several that just caught my eye immediately. The photos of the Goddess Fate, Michael Hartley, and Daniel Quartermarsh were the most striking. They captured my vision of these characters perfectly! I couldn’t be happier.

For my hero and heroine, I had to try to not get photos that were steamy, but not too risque. I also wanted to give an idea of how I pictured Quinn and Jacob, but didn’t want to make those the only images in the reader’s mind. The fun part is coming up with your own interpretation of the characters as you read their story, and maybe even put yourself in as one of them. During the upcoming Wicked After Dark Blog Hop, I’ll be doing character interviews and posting pictures of the actors who I used as inspiration. There is no right or wrong answer to how someone pictures my characters. I hope the posts generate a lot of discussion. It will be fun for me to see what folks think of my vision versus how they see the characters.

Enough chit chat! Here’s the video you all came here to see. Let me know what you think, and if you have a few moments, please stop by YouTube and view the trailer from there so the view count will go up. And if you can give it a like, I would really appreciate it!

Saturday Spotlight Shines on Author Jennifer Denys

Once again I’m thrilled to welcome another fellow Siren author. Jennifer Denys is here today to share a bit about herself and her latest release Chasing Emily. Jennifer has created an entire world where women are a rare commodity, dwindling in numbers with every childbirth. This is actually the second book in her Duoterra series and looks to be just as sizzling as the first.

Before we go any further into talking about the her books, let’s bring Jennifer out to join us here by the pool. The food and drinks are all ready, so grab some of your favorites and and one of the lounge chairs and let’s get started!

 

Are there recurring core issues in your stories?

Oh yes indeed and they go back to me as a reader. The ‘friends who fall in love’ theme is one of my favorites and all six women in the ‘Friends’ and in the ‘Doms’ series fall in love with someone they already know and love.

Why do you think you are drawn to these types of characters/plots again and again?

I have no idea why I love that so much?! As for characters – the heroine is often based on me, my feelings, my needs, my desires. I can then empathize with her. I try to make myself write about someone who is totally out of character for me – and it is hard! The heroine in Chasing Emily is a middle aged woman (like me) with middle aged body issues (like me) who much prefers younger men (like me!).

You and I are very much alike. I’m a middle aged woman with those same body issues and I simply ADORE younger men. Yep. I am a cougar! Fortunately for me, My husband fits the bill. 😉  What are your favorite fiction genres to read from? 

I’ve changed over the years. I used to love historical romance but it kinda went out of fashion (at least here in the UK). I then moved onto the Mills & Boon type romantic fiction but after a few years got bored with it and then I discovered erotic romance! Throughout I’ve always love sci-fi (preferably with romance in it).

What are your favorite non-fiction genres to read from? 

History! And the reason I haven’t attempted any historical novels so far is I know how much research you need to do to get it right!

I love history too. I’m partial to the US Civil War era but I don’t think I could tackle a historical set in that time period. I would love to read more of them though!  Besides reading and writing, what activities do you enjoy in your leisure time? 

For many years my passion was genealogy – my own, other people’s (I researched and wrote up Family Histories on commission), giving workshops in genealogy. These days I don’t have time for it as writing takes up so much of my time (writing, editing, promoting, checking figures/reviews/emails etc etc. A writer’s life is never done). I have plans for a series that will cover 80 years within one family drawing on my expertise in this field – but don’t know when I will get around to that

Now let’s get back to Chasing Emily. In one or two sentences, give the core premise behind your story.

The second in the Duoterra futuristic sci-fi series is set on a planet some sixty years after it has been colonized.  The entire series deals with what happens to that society when women start to die because of childbirth, death and disease and become something of a commodity in an increasingly patriarchal society.

What’s your heroine running away from (literally or figuratively)?

Haha!  Had to laugh at this question since in the book Emily is always running away! In Chasing Emily she is a middle aged woman used to freedom and when she is forced into a marriage she runs away only to be chased by her two lovers – who are at odds with each other.

What obstacles will she encounter in this story? From what I hear, the obstacles abound!

Obstacles include one lover who is jealous of the other, an infuriating judge determined to marry her off to keep her out of trouble, trying to avoid being sent to the state brothel, wolf-cats, spankings, and a dunking in the horse trough!

How many books to you anticipate will be in this series?

I am not entirely sure how many stories will be in the series but I will say the wolf-cats make an increasing appearance, the illness (only briefly mentioned in Chasing Emily) will make a recurrence, and men will get their comeuppance by the end!

What are you working on now?

I’m writing a werewolf BDSM story about an alpha wolf, three betas and a human woman. I am also working on a follow up story to bring together both the Friends & Doms series into one book as they had cross over characters. This one is set ten years on and life didn’t go the way they all expected. Oh and I have  a comedy sci-fi in the works, using one of the common themes of an alien abducting a human woman to be their mate I am a sucker for those types of story, but in this one the alien has ended up with a middle aged woman who is not playing ball and refuses to comply to his demands to take her clothes off – let alone have sex with him!

LOL! That last one in particular sounds like a hoot to write. I can’t wait to read the situations you put the alien and the woman in and their reactions to each other. Can you imagine what the poor alien is thinking when he gets such an uncooperative abductee? What’s coming soon for you? Is it one of those you’ve mentioned here today?

The next book out is my first collaboration. This is with lovely Finnish writer, Susan Laine, and it is an MMF werewolf story set in England and Finland (mostly the latter). We liked the idea of drawing on our mutual European roots for this story. It is due out mid-October through Evernight Publishing.

Fantastic! I’ll keep my eyes out for that one. Make sure you come back and visit with us again…especially when you release the alien abduction novel. 😉 I’m giggling already just picturing the possible situations you will come up for them.  

Thank you for sharing with us today, Jennifer! For those of you who wish to find out more about Chasing Emily, Jennifer will be my guest on Sassy Vixen Publishing blog on October 1st.

Where to find more about Jennifer and her books

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