Birthday Celebration Means Gifts For You! #RomanticSuspense #Military

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Welcome to my 49th Birthday Celebration! Some folks are freaked out at the prospect of being “this close” to the big Five Oh, but not me. I couldn’t be happier. I happen to be one of those odd ducks who love getting older.

Well…

top of the world birthdaOkay so I don’t like the aches and pains that come with it, but the idea of reaching 50 and beyond doesn’t freak me out one bit. I have been through a lot during this lifetime and I wouldn’t change a thing. All of it has lead me to the place and the person I am today. I’ve had an amazing 23 year career as a veterinarian. I found my soul mate after giving up on ever finding him. I’m living my dream as a published poet and author several times over. I can’t complain!

3D MistletoeTo celebrate this milestone in my life, I want to give away signed copies of my holiday novelette, Meet Me Under the Mistletoe. All you have to do is leave a comment and enter your information in the Rafflecopter. Now, this version of WordPress doesn’t allow the Rafflecopter to be in this same post. All you have to do is click on the link below and it will take you to a separate page to finish your entry.

 

That’s it! The giveaway is only open to those in the US and Canada for the print version. For all others, you can still enter, but the prize will then be for the electronic book version (EPUB or MOBI)

 

Click on the following link to get your entries!

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Thank you all for helping me celebrate!

~Tammy

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Debut #EroticRomance from Elisabeth Joye Brings the HEAT

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Hello all! I know I’ve been MIA for a bit. I’ve been all over the place with my evil day job and gearing up for the holidays…including my birthday coming up in 8 days. In that light, I wanted to help celebrate the debut erotic romance of Elisabeth Joye. She’s a new author to me and I have to say I’m thrilled to have been asked to be one of the first to read and review her foray into the crazy world of romance!

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Invisible Ink is right up my alley. It’s strong and in your face erotic right out of the gate. Elisabeth’s writing style pulls you into the world of her characters and you feel as if you’re living the story right along with them. At first glance you may think you’re reading the typical Rock and Roll erotic tale. This is so much more than that!

I posted my review HERE and will put it up on Amazon as soon as the book goes live. Right now, it’s up for pre-order and you’ll want to reserve your copy now. Go on and read my review and see why. Seriously. I’ll wait.

What? You don’t want to read it yet? Okay, here’s the blurb

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Lex has never felt more exposed.

She has just allowed Jake Reed, the lead singer of rock band Inkjet, to undress her and tie her to a chair backstage after a show, only to have him leave to go sign autographs.

It is the start of a dark, obsessive relationship that will lead Lex, a 20-something public relations professional from L.A., to lose herself almost entirely as she struggles to break through her sexual boundaries without falling in love with Jake, an intimidatingly gorgeous Hollywood actor/rock star who closely guards his emotions.

What starts as a series of casual hookups ends up a powerful addiction that will push Lex past all her sexual boundaries as Jake moves repeatedly in and out of her life, making few promises along the way. Lex fights to keep a sense of herself while she succumbs to Jake’s glamorous world and his irresistible allure.

Still not convinced? How about a smokin’ hot adult excerpt?

 

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“What are you up to?” I asked.

“Stay here, don’t move.”

He went and flipped on one of the stage lights right on me and then planted himself in a front row seat. I could barely make out his face.

“Strip,” came his instructions over the microphone.

I stood and looked at him blankly for a second.

“This is why you brought me here?”

“I can’t hear you, but if I could, it doesn’t matter, because no talking, baby girl. You know my rules,” he ordered, his soft voice booming through the sound system.

I had already proven to him I was up for anything he asked for, so I did as I was told, removing my tank top and jeans and stepping out of my slip-ons.

“All of it,” he said.

The air was cool on my skin, but the lights were hot as hell. I looked around for a minute, over my shoulder and into the wings of the stage.

“No one’s here, I checked, don’t worry,” he breathed into the mic, his voice lowering.

I took off my underwear and I stood there naked in front of him, exactly what he wanted.

“Good. Now, walk the catwalk for me.”

I shot him an exasperated, confused look.

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“See that curved path in front of the stage right before the seats? That thing. Walk it.”

I felt utterly ridiculous as I padded my way down the catwalk and moved back and forth across the crescent-shaped little path that brought me closer to where Jake had perched himself.

I concentrated mostly on not falling and trying to look as poised as possible. I could feel his eyes on me from below, burning into me.

Then he laughed.

It wasn’t into the mic, but I was close enough to him that I could hear him.

“God, Jake, don’t be a fucking asshole and laugh at me up here!” I glared at him and he looked so smug. I wanted both to climb on top of him and also to punch him. If I would have known I would be naked on a stage, I would have worn heels or hit the gym more this week or…

“I was thinking about how a lot of girls wouldn’t do this if I told them to,” he said, smiling. “And if they did, they’d try to…do a stripper show for me or look seductive. But you’re …like…” he searched for the word he wanted to use. “there. You’re real. It’s fucking perfect.”

“You don’t have to flatter me, Jake,” I said, suddenly feeling more exposed. “You already have me. Obviously.”’

He looked me in the eye for a long time. His stare made the moment suddenly serious. Then he looked me up and down for longer than I was comfortable.

“Spin.”

I did.

“Slower.”

He was silent and I felt sick to my stomach with nerves, overwhelmed with self-conscious fears. He was pushing me too far.

I faced him again and stood there, my hand on my hip.

“Jesus Christ, Lex,” he said. “You’re so fucking hot. And you don’t even know it.”

I looked down at him, shrugged slightly, and said, “It only matters that you know it, Jake.”

He smiled big, showing off his perfect teeth.

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“Is that so?” He stood up and used all his strength to lift himself up on the walkway. He pressed himself up against me, picked me up, and moved us both back to the main part of the stage.

My naked skin rubbed against his clothing as I wrapped my body around him, my legs gripping his waist, his hands cupping my bare ass. I kissed his neck lightly and then moved to his lips as he set me down and cupped my ass in his hands.

“So you said you wanted to do something I’d never done before,” he said, pushing my shoulders down so I knelt on the stage in front of him. “I’ve always wanted to fuck a girl on a stage and where better to do that than the Los Angeles Amphitheater, right?”

On my knees, I knew he wanted something else first. A blow job. My stomach flipped again. Although we’d obviously already had a lot of sex, I had tactfully avoided trying to put his erection in my mouth until now.

I didn’t have a ton of confidence about my blow job skills in the first place, and his cock was by definition intimidating — larger than average, attached to a famous, super hot guy, and sexually powerful enough to take over my mind and life. It had unwittingly become the center of my universe.

Oral sex with Jake would put me in control for the first time. What if I didn’t do what he liked and I was desperate to please him the way he had pleased me.

“Don’t worry, I’ll tell you what I want you to do,” he said softly, cradling my chin with his long fingers. He was a mind reader.

He undid his zipper and lowered his jeans on his hips enough that I had access to his full length.

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I gripped one hand around the shaft and positioned my mouth around the tip, waiting for whatever instructions he had in mind. But instead of speaking, he grabbed me roughly by my hair and pushed into me as far as he could until I let out a muffled cry.

I closed my eyes and let my tongue dance around while he pulled my head into him and then out again by my hair, slowly at first so I could adjust and then at the pace he wanted.

I could not have been more compromised or exposed on a stage meant for an audience of thousands giving a fucking blowjob. But all I could think about was him and my hot breath and his skin against me. The setting fell away and time fell away with it.

 

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About the Author

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Elisabeth Joye used to write about Congress. Now, she writes about sex. A former political journalist, she’s wanted to write a romance novel since she was 12 and finally found the inspiration to do it by incorporating her love of concerts and musicians. Invisible Ink is her first self-published novella.

When she’s not writing, Elisabeth is a stay-at-home mom to her four year old son. She lives in the Midwest with her husband and family.

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What to Do with Extra Military Leave for #ScintillatingSunday #RomanticSuspense

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Yay! I made it back again this week. It was touch and go there for a day or two as my “Evil Day Job” took over and sidelined me from quite a few things on my author to do list. No worries! I’m here and ready to share another eight paragraphs from my new special release Meet Me Under the Mistletoe. 

In cause you’re new to Scintillating Sunday Showcase, let me bring you up to speed. This is a weekly blog hop for erotic romance and romance authors of all heat levels. It’s hosted my the Mile High Muses and they’ve asked all participants to share EIGHT words, sentences, or paragraphs of one of our stories we feel is scintillating. The definition varies and that’s why you’ll see a variety of different posts each week. It’s also a great way to learn about authors new to you, or get sneak peeks at the works in progress of the authors you’re already following.

Okay enough of the yammering. Here’s my eight…

Meet Me Under the Mistletoe“Open your eyes, Jo. I need you to look at me.”

She did as he asked. Her hazel eyes positively glowed in the dim light of the room. Her pupils dilated even further and pulled him in.

This moment he craved every second they’ve been apart from each other. The connection between them deepened beyond physical at that instant and he finally allowed himself to let go completely. His orgasm slammed through his body as he exploded deep inside her. Even though his knees nearly buckled from the intensity of it, he kept pumping into her, filling her with his seed.

He rested his forehead against hers as their breathing slowed and the hot water rained down upon their flushed bodies. “God, I missed you.”

She brushed her hair off her forehead as he placed her down on her feet. She settled her back against his chest, her head under his chin. “I can tell.”

He kissed her forehead and reached for the shampoo. He loved to wash her hair while she clung to his body after sex. Caring for her like this made him feel just a little less guilty for leaving her alone for a month or more at a time.

She reached around and rested both her hands on his thighs as he lathered her hair. “You sure know how to treat a gal. I may just have to marry you one day.”

He chuckled. “You say that every time I come home on leave. Am I away so long you forget we’re already married?”

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I hope that’s enough to spark your interest in this one. Sassy Vixen Publishing has released it exclusively on Amazon for the next three months only. Next month I’ll have special signed print copies to hand out to readers at the Emerald City Writer’s Convention in Bellevue, WA. I can’t wait to find out what you all think of Jolene and Steve’s love story!

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Now for the hopping part! Since I have the WordPress version that doesn’t allow java, I had to come up with a way for you all to find the list of the participants. All you have to do is click on the following graphic and it will take you to the list. Easy peasy! Go on and click away and have fun!

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#MSS79: My Immortal Valentine #FirstBornCain

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday here at Behind Closed Doors and Happy Valentine’s Day! This week’s post to be dedicated to sexy lovers everywhere. For my contribution, I thought I’d share seven paragraphs/lines of dialogue from Curse of the First Born Cain. In this scene, Michael gets down to the real reason he chose Abigail as the one to interview him and his family for her magazine. Seems that the two of them are fated to be together—because of one person. Even though she’s reluctant to believe she’s been chosen as the bride of the most influential human on the planet, she finds she can’t keep her interest in the Kayne family a secret any longer.

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Season of Sun and Sin on AMAZON

The jolt flew up Abigail’s spine once again. She realized there was no hiding anything from him, and she didn’t want to do it anyway. For some reason she couldn’t explain, she felt safe enough with him to address the most outlandish rumor about his family heritage. She willed herself to keep her voice calm and neutral. “Is it true? Are you all descendants of the biblical Cain?”

“I’ll do you one better. How’d you like to meet him?”

She rolled her eyes and sighed. Now she had her proof he was pulling her leg all along. “Stop! You can’t be serious. Cain’s alive, in the twenty-first century?”

“He is and right behind you.”

Abigail turned around and looked into another set of steely gray eyes.

The late middle-aged man before her smiled—Michael’s smile—and held her hands in both of his callused ones. There is no way in hell this man is Michael’s grandfather. He looks barely old enough to be his father.

“Abigail? Meet my grandfather, Adam. You may know him better as Cain, the First Born.”

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Thank you for stopping by today! Make sure you check out the other authors participating this week.  Click on the “click here” link below to take you to the list, or you can click on the banner at the top of the post.

Have a wonderful day!

~Tammy

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@dochappycamper Rings in the New Year with a New Release! #bisexual #EroticRomance #vampires

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Happy New Year!  It’s already a great one as 2015 has started off with a bang. SEASON OF SUN AND SIN has finally been released! After all the delays it’s finally out on Amazon. For a limited time, it will be exclusively with them. If you’re a member of Amazon’s Kindle Unlimited borrowing program or Kindle Prime, you’ll be able to read this collection for free. For the rest of us it’s still a steal at $2.99. For less than the price of a Starbuck’s cup of coffee you’ll enjoy two erotic tales from me and one form my alter ego Lia Michaels.

Here are the blurbs for my two novellas:

Bound in Paradise

final Reflection for Sun and SinUp and coming L.A. artist Julia Santos had searched for a Domme strong enough and confident enough in their relationship to allow her to be wild and free while trusting her to give over complete control to them in private. Unfortunately very few meet up with her expectations.

Except one.

Carmen Hall had longed for a partner who would be more than her pet, one who would challenge her skills as Mistress and yet offer themselves to her—heart and soul. She’d all but given up until she laid eyes on the fiery Julia.

Join Julia as she remembers her early days with Carmen and a love that spanned over two decades and would know no bounds.

 

Curse of the First Born Cain

In the first book of the Kayne Legacy series, we meet reporter Abigail Matthews after she is awarded the interview of a lifetime. She’d been granted no holds barred access to everyone associated with one of the most powerful foundations in the world, including the current CEO Michael Kayne. Sparks fly between them the moment they meet but nothing compared to the jolt she receives when she comes face to face with Michael’s grandfather—the biblical legend Cain.

In hopes she’d accept her destiny as his grandson’s chosen mate, Cain opens up and shares his heartbreaking tale— everything from the tragic fight with his brother Abel to his journey to find Lilith and make her his wife. Together they were to create a family of immortals sworn to protect the Essence of the Tree of Life from the one hell bent on destroying it.

 

Both of these stories are close to my heart. Bound in Paradise is the answer to all the questions about how Julia and Carmen from The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3) first met. While it’s not an official part of the series, the companion novella fills in some of the blanks in their love story that I thought were important to tell. Julia is such a colorful, heart-wrenching character and many have felt a kinship with her. She fought her way through hell and back again to be with Carmen. This novella gives you another glimpse of her past and what she did to overcome it.

Curse of the First Born Cain is the beginning of my new Kayne Legacy series. Two years ago I started writing this for NaNoWriMo and it took a life all on it’s own. Cain spoke to my soul and I had to tell his story. First I outlined it through poetry in The Courtship of the Vampyre.  Through the poetry I became totally immersed in Cain’s world from the loss of all he’d ever known to his life with Lilith. Here is a man who only wanted his father’s love and acceptance. He’d been denied it at every turn. Come to find out, he was the Chosen One to carry out the mission his parents lost. Through him, man’s greatest gift would be protected. When his story came to me, I had to tell it. My editor remarked a few times that she could tell Cain’s story is close to me. It is. I hope as a reader you will see it too.

Until next time,

~Tammy

Two New Tales from @dochappycamper to be Included in a New #Erotic Anthology

Hello my friends! It’s great to be back here at Behind Closed Doors. It’s been a long time but I had to bury myself in packing and purging for the last two months. Now we’re safely relocated to our new home in Washington, I’ve started working with a whole new group of veterinary hospitals and I can finally get back to writing. Yay!

I want to take a moment to thank all of you for hanging in there with me during this rough patch. Your well wishes have meant the world to me and kept me going when I wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep for a week. The stress was enough to cause me to drop fourteen pounds. I like it, but not how it happened. Not eating or sleeping well over the last two months were the culprits, but now I’m back on track and determined to keep the weight loss going.

Now for the exciting news…

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“Bound in Paradise” and “Curse of the First Born Cain” will both be included in the next anthology from Sassy Vixen Publishing, Seasons of Sun and Sin. We’ve had to delay the release of this one because of the move, but now we’re moving forward full steam ahead! Our editor has completed “Bound” and the novelette by my alter ego Lia Michaels. I’ll have “Curse” completed and ready for edits by next weekend. I’m so excited to be back in the groove again. Being away from my characters has been torture.

“Bound in Paradise” is the prequel erotic romance to The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3). Here we’ll learn how Julia and Carmen first met and fell for each other and how their Domme/sub relationship blossomed. Julia Santos is one of my favorite characters because on the surface she’s this evil wench. Underneath she’s a lost and tortured soul who uses sex to get what she wants from those around her. Ultimately, it takes near tragedy to get her to see she’s worth having the love of a lifetime. She’s a lot like me in that regard. I lived through a hell of a time where I didn’t think I deserved a happily ever after. Now I have it, and Julia deserved one too.

Released February 22, 2013

Released February 22, 2013

“Curse of the First Born Cain” is the introduction to my Kayne Legacy series. While there are love matches between the various couples, this isn’t a true romance. It’s more vampire erotica with romantic elements. This first novelette introduces the characters and teases you with the stories yet to unfold in the next installments. I thought the anthology would be the perfect way to introduce the series inspired by the poetry in Courtship of the Vampyre.

While there are many characters in this series who have stories to tell, the first helps to set the tone. In this one we start off in the present day and meet the newest recipients of the Legacy: Abigail and Michael. During their first meeting, we discover Michael is the direct descendant of Cain…the first born of Adam and Eve. We’re shocked right along with Abigail when Cain shows up to tell her his side of the Biblical story. We learn just how much of the story we haven’t been told all these years.

We’re shooting for a November release date either the week before or the week of Thanksgiving. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, we’ll be ready to go on time. If life gets in the way again, it will be out in time for Christmas for sure. A few people asked if the name of the anthology would be changed since it was supposed to be “the summer anthology”. The answer is an emphatic NO. The title works for any “season” and who doesn’t think of hot sultry nights in paradise when they’re buried under a blanket of snow? It’s a good time of year to get folks thinking about the warmer weather and the fun that can be had in and out of the bedroom no matter what the temperature is outside.

I hope you enjoy these tales as well as “Sweet Surrender” I’ve written as Lia Michaels. This one is the continuation of the Candy Kisses Gang’s story and continues right where “Have a Naughty, Naughty, Christmas” left off. So stay tuned! I’ll update you on the release date for Season of Sun and Sin and for the other books I have coming out over the next few months. 

Until then,

Tammy

#MySexySaturday: @dochappycamper Revisits an #Erotic Limo Ride Through #Vegas

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Welcome back to Behind Closed Doors! This is the first time I’m participating in My Sexy Saturday and I can’t wait to share my “seven” with everyone. This week’s theme is sexy carriage rides. The rules state it could be any kind of carriage such as a space ship, taxi, or in my case a LIMO. The scene I decided to share is from my first published novel For the Love of Quinn (Now and Forever). It’s the first time that one of the heroes confesses he’s falling in love with the heroine. I got a lot of flack about this love triangle. Even now there’s a “Team Steve” and a “Team Jake.” The following seven paragraphs are my nod to “Team Steve.”

Let me set this up for you. Quinn and Steve spent the last few hours at the House of Blues. Quinn had performed for the very first time with her brother and his band. Jake Hartley, the other man vying for Quinn’s heart, was at the concert as well. Sparks flew and tension grew between the three, but only took Quinn home with him that night. Enjoy!

Released September 2011

Released September 2011

“I’m falling in love with you, Quinn.” He stared deeply into her eyes as he unhooked her bra. “I know I said no strings and I meant that at the time. It’s just the more time I spend with you, the more I want. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but I want whatever time we have together to be magical. I’m not asking you to feel the same for me. Just let me love you for as long as you need, as long as you want.”

“I want you to love me right here and now. I can’t promise you anything beyond that, but I haven’t felt this close to anyone in such a long time. It’s all because of you, and I don’t want this to end.”

“Does that mean you’ll stay with me whenever you’re in Vegas? Be my lover even if just for one night?” He slipped her shirt and bra off in one motion and nuzzled each of her breasts before looking back up into her eyes.

“Would that be enough for you?” Quinn unbuttoned his shirt, touching his chest and the tattoo of her alter ego with her fingertips as she went. His muscles rippled at her touch, and she could feel the excitement rising in her own body and in his. Quinn wanted this man more than anything at that moment simply because he wanted her.

“No, it isn’t nearly enough, but I won’t ask you to give anything more than you’re able to give to me.” He sat up so Quinn could slip his shirt the rest of the way off him. He held her like that for a moment, cradling her in his lap before he started to shift forward, laying her back on the seat. “You’ve had a hold over me from the moment I saw you get off the elevator, and somewhere between then and now, you’ve stolen my heart.”

“I tell you what, if you let me borrow your heart for a little while, I’ll share mine with you, too, as well as anything else you desire.” Quinn’s hands trailed down between them then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Her eyes never left his. She fell deeper and deeper into them. “You’re all I desire, Quinn. Nothing else matters anymore.” She slid his pants off his hips as he finished unzipping her jeans. His hands slipped inside to slide them off her, taking her thong right along with them.

Now they were both completely naked in the back of his limo, bathed in the lights of Vegas. Quinn guided him down on top of her so she could wrap her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her as she felt him enter her slowly, touching every part of her inside. “Ohhhh, Steve.” The heat built between them, a smoldering, steady burn that intensified every time they were together. She arched her back and lifted her hips to receive him, each time taking him in deeper than before.

©Tammy Dennings Maggy 2011 All Rights Reserved

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~Tammy

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