Friday, June 28, 2013

Release Me by Iyana Jenna

I’m so happy to visit London’s blog today to talk about my Romance on the Go book, Release Me, will come out on June 28 from Evernight Publishing.




 

Blurb:

 

Taking a break from dealing with his father’s clients on legal matters, Nicholas Haynes went out to the sea on his yacht—only to find a man floating in the water. The man was still alive, much to Nicholas’s relief.

 

Gregory Phillips was a private investigator and his last job almost turned him into fish food if not for Nicholas. Little did he know that the main suspect in his case was one of Nicholas’ father’s clients. When Nicholas insisted on taking care of Gregory after the incident that almost killed him, can he trust Nicholas enough with his life?

 

Excerpts:

 

Stanley Haynes threw the newspaper, and it landed with a slap on Nicholas's plate. The headlines blared at Nicholas as though his father had shouted at him.

Heir to US Banking Chain Wedded?

"You ever plan to tell us about this, Nicholas?"

Nicholas glanced briefly at his mother sitting across from him, but she kept stirring the cooling coffee in her cup. Nicholas could see a smile flicker in her eyes. He shrugged.

“Come on, Dad. You know it was impossible for me to talk about it before everything was done.”

“Are you saying you don’t trust me, or your mom—” Stanley threw a glance at his wife, and his eyes widened. “You knew about this?”

She threw her hands up.

“God, no, honey. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“All right, all right.” Stanley took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. “Is it that Phillips guy?”

“Of course. Who else?” Nicholas grinned.

His mother went back to stirring her coffee. Her voice was calm when she asked, “When was it, Nicholas? How come both of us didn’t know anything about it?”

“A moment after Greg was released from the hospital.”

“Wow. That fast?”

Nicholas chuckled. “Yeah. Now you can’t accuse me of being a playboy anymore.”

“That’s good, dear.” His mother took his hand, and Nicholas squeezed hers gently. “So those journalists—they just found out the other day?”

“They’ve just seen this ring, that’s all.” Nicholas lifted his left hand and eyed the simple platinum band around his ring finger.  Gregory had exactly the same kind of ring around his finger.

****

A month earlier

It was the lulling sounds of the waves and the gentle breeze above the vast, boundless ocean that Nicholas loved most. He could spend days, even weeks, drifting seemingly without any course and purpose on his boat, all by himself. After months dealing with his father’s clients about legal matters, he was always desperate for some time alone. Sometimes he just couldn’t understand why he had to work twice as hard as the other employees in his father’s bank when he was his only son. However, most of the time, he just couldn’t see it any other way. His father was not the type to want to spoil his family. Everyone had to earn what life had given to them. Nobody was allowed to simply ask and receive.

Today, though, he ended up not alone.

 

Release Me will be available on Evernight Publishing on June 28, 2013.

 

 

A little about me:

 

10 things most people don't know about me

 

1.      I write m/m romance

2.      I hate cock … roaches. :D

3.      I can’t work with Excel.

4.      I worshipped Leonardo Di Caprio

5.      My favorite soccer player is Frank Lampard from Chelsea FC.

6.      I completely forgot when I sent my first story submission that ended up being accepted.

7.      My first language is Indonesian.

8.      I studied to be a sanitary engineer (and ended up being an English teacher.)

9.      My comfort food is bread and my comfort drink is milk.

10.  I miss my gay BFF. :(

 

 

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Thursday, June 27, 2013

Bonded Hearts by Tamsin Baker

 
Eric and Malcolm are over nine hundred years old. They love one another but if they do not find their third mate soon, they will both go insane and commit suicide.

At a friend’s ball, the two vampires meet Jackson Essex. A gorgeous young Lord who smells like pure heaven to them both. They want him and crave the mating that will bind them forever.

Jackson has always known he had unnatural feelings and cannot believe it when he meets two male vampires that inspire passion in him. The sex is incredible, but Malcolm and Eric want him to stay with them. They want a relationship with him, and Jackson doesn't want to be a sodomite.

Two vampires on the verge of insanity and their human mate in denial about who he is. Disaster seems to be the only course for the ill-fated trio.




Excerpt:
A month of hot sex and whispered prayers later Malcolm stood in his evening finery, surveying the ballroom beside his mate, his best friend and lover of nine hundred years.
“Do you think it’s actually possible, Eric?” Malcolm asked his mate, trying to disguise the hope in his voice.
Then he turned his back on the ballroom full of the ton’s elite to adjust his breeches. “I hate evening clothes.”
Malcolm had been born in the age when his clothing was little more than furs that had wrap-around cords that tied it all together. Restrictive evening suits did not suit his temperament.
Eric chuckled. “I know you do, my love. And to answer your question, I hope so. Oh, God, I hope so.”
Malcolm frowned at the happy look on his mate’s face.
“But what is the possibility, Eric? I don’t want you disappointed again. We have searched every country for centuries for him, her. Why would they appear tonight?”
Malcolm looked around the room. They were surrounded by beautiful blue-eyed men and women but didn’t feel anything. Could Fate be so cruel as to let them live their whole lives without ever feeling whole?
Eric stepped close to him and whispered into his ear.
“Because, my pessimistic mate, of those twins upstairs. Miracles do indeed happen.”
Malcolm turned and stared into Eric’s blue eyes. He had loved this man with every fibre of his being for over eight centuries. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for him. If he could find their mate just for Eric, he would.
Another gentleman was announced as he walked in the door. His scent wafted over to them.
Heaven.
Malcolm’s fangs extended, and his cock hardened. They must claim him as soon as possible.
“It’s him.” Malcolm nodded to the handsome gentleman who was walking to the opposite corner of the room.
Malcolm stepped forward, and Michael appeared in front of him. Nathaniel was similarly in front of Eric. Anger pulsed through him at being denied immediate access to their third.
“We must go to him.”
His growl wasn’t intentional, but it rumbled out of him anyway. Eric and he could hurt the other two male vampires. There was no question. Their age alone made them twice as strong.
Malcolm was actually considering moving Michael out of his way when Margaret stepped between her mates. Malcolm and Eric froze. She blocked their view of the man whose scent called to them.
“Both of you. Step back into the alcove. Now.”
Malcolm turned to his mate in shock, and Eric nodded. What else could they do?
They allowed themselves to be pushed back several feet into a small alcove by the two vampires and one small human.
Margaret turned to Nathaniel.
“Find Albert, now.” Nathaniel disappeared, and Malcolm began to pant, his blood-lust incredible. Never had he smelt a human like the man who had walked into the room. When he had met Eric he had already been a vampire. It could only mean one thing.
They had found their third.
Margaret stepped close and examined them both with her eagle gaze. Michael blocked them from prying eyes.
Malcolm understood they were being protected, but he could think of little else than claiming the man across the room.
He growled at the small female in front of him
“What the hell is your problem, Margaret?”
Margaret indicated their fangs, and Eric stepped forward.
“We must have him, Margaret. We will turn him immediately. He won’t know until it is too late, and then we will have forever with him."
 
 
 
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Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Need You Tonight by Jezebel Jorge & Giveaway!


 



Saffron has as thing for muscled up, bad boy pro wrestlers. Going to the matches, and actually getting to hang out with the guys she sees on TV every week, is both an ego trip and an escape from her less than exciting real life. When she catches her favorite guy with another girl, she decides to get even with the cheating ex by seducing his arch rival.

 

Mik Daring isn't known for turning down the temptations of life on the road. He's more than willing to piss off his most hated nemesis in the ring with some action between the sheets.

 

Their attraction is so intense that by the next morning they both know one night of passion will never be enough.

 

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Excerpt:

 

He gave her ass another playful swat and then yanked away the pillows to resume his comfortable position propped against the headboard.

 

"What do you want?" She crawled up to him on all fours, her eyes sparkling with a wary eagerness that somehow put him on edge. 

 

How far could he push her? How far was she willing to go for him?

"Undo my tie."

 

Mik had to fight the urge to kiss her as she loosened the knot on his tie and pulled it from around his neck. He took the tie from her and for just a second considered using it to bind her hands. No, not yet. He wasn't ready to go there yet. Not with her.

 

"Unbutton my shirt," he said.

Like a good little girl, she did as he asked, slowly working open each button, almost as if she were teasing him by not allowing her hand to slip and touch his skin. It would be so easy to tie her up and just fuck the hell out of her. Get her out of his room and out of his head quick and easy with no unnecessary complications.

 

She reached to untuck his shirt and he tightened his grip on the tie.

 

"No." He stopped her with just the single word. "Take off my shoes."

 

Saffron slid her naked body down to his feet and stuck her bottom up in the air as she removed first one shoe and then the other. He knew she was working it as she straddled his legs, bending ever so slightly to give him the occasional sweet peeks of her pussy. 

 

He got so distracted by the view that he forgot to tell her it was okay to remove his socks. Her touch was electric as she kneaded the sole of his foot with surprisingly strong hands. Damn if he felt the pleasure all the way up to his dick.

“Okay," he said, struggling to keep his composure. "That feels great, but... let's keep going."

 

She crawled back up to face him. Not touching him. Just waiting for his next command. He glanced at the obvious bulge in his pants and her eyes followed. Those freaky lilac crocus eyes.

 

"May I?" Saffron's hand hovered over his belt.

 

He'd thought of her by name. This girl had so quickly become more than just another on the road piece of ass. He wasn't exactly sure how he felt about that. Thinking was highly overrated in a situation like this. "Go for it."

 

 

A Note from Jezebel:

 

Need You Tonight started out as a dare from my favorite ex. He challenged me to write a hot story with him as the hero and have it ready for him when he would be in town for a WWE Monday Night Raw taping at the Bridgestone Arena. A little verbal foreplay, you might say…

 

Our relationship began much like Saffron and Mik’s. I approached him in a hotel parking lot wanting to get even with a cheating ex by hooking up with the one guy he hated. Some twenty-five years later and we’re still pissing off J— every chance we get.

 

I hope you’ll check out my story and have as much fun as I did in reliving all those awesome 1980s Hot ‘Lanta nights.

 

About the Author:

 

Jezebel Jorge is a practicing witch and medium. Her indie released Ring Dreams series features wicked witches and hot pro wrestlers. She is also recounting her spirit guide, Odessa’s life with a series of hot short reads. If you would like to sample one of Odessa’s stories for free and sign up for our newsletter just email a receipt from purchasing Need You Tonight and I will send you a Smashwords coupon code for your choice of a free download of
Under My Skin or The Lady is A Tramp. JezebelJorge(at)gmail.com

 

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Monday, June 24, 2013

HER TYPE OF GUY


What happens when a group of authors get online and start chatting about potential stories? Well, in this instance a collection of 10 naughty short stories is born called Her Type of Guy, published by Evernight Publishing.



Blurb

For every desire, there's a man to meet it. Someone's annoyance is another's kink. In this naughty collection of short stories, indulge your fantasies, and follow our heroines as they find just the right type of guy or guys…

 

From bouncing cocks to virgins, slow coaches, true Scotsmen, and messy play partners, sex toy experts and their mischievous friends, these guys are in need of their ladies. Why is one guy too grumpy to believe, another always too early? And can there ever be a future with a hired killer?

 

Only one way to find out. You might just meet your ideal guy. 

 

 

Here are two snippets from my stories in this hot little collection.

 

Snail's Pace.

The deep timbre of his voice made her heart clench. She would miss the reassuring sound of his voice. Then she felt a warm hand on her shoulder, gently patting her. Looking up at his angular face, she did something she had longed to do. She reached out and stroked his beard. It felt bristly yet soft to touch. Then she dropped her hand.

 

 

Ahhh so sweet but it doesn't stay that way. Ready for more?

 

Only When Allowed.

He closed his eyes and felt at ease. This was not what he was used to. Women expected him to take control and lead the way, which he did with ease. This time he was quite enjoying doing as he was told. The bed dipped next to him and he looked forward to what she had planned next.

"Keep your eyes closed. Do exactly as I say. I'll take care of everything," she said.

One fingernail scraped up and down his cock, the feeling caused it to thicken all the more.

 

 

And who are my partners in crime? They are wonderfully talented ladies with rather wild ideas: Doris O'Connor, Raven McAllan, Ella Grey, Morgan King and me (Michaela Rhua – although I wouldn't necessarily say I am wonderfully talented!)

 

 

Why not check out this collection of naughty stories here:


 

Feel free to stalk me here:

Michaela Rhua






 

Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she is multi published and loves writing!

She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

 

 

 

Friday, June 21, 2013

SPANISH DIVERSION BY ELYZABETH M. VALEY


Thank you, London for having me at your blog!

 

Greetings everyone! As some of you might know from previous interviews and guest posts, music plays a crucial part in my writing process. Spanish Diversion was no exception and unlike some other novels, a few of the songs were fully integrated into the story.  This was due to the fact that not only were the songs inspiration for me, but they were, in essence the sort of music the boys enjoyed listening to.

 

From Jennifer Lopez’s, dance rhythms to The Black Eyed Peas feel good anthem to Kylie Minogue’s Can’t get you out of my head to Loreen’s Euphoria... there was an eclectic mix of music playing at all times while I wrote.

 

My personal favorites were the ones that inspired the naughty bits of the story. IAMX’s Kiss and Swallow and Beseech’s Higher Level. I love the lyrics on this last piece - Get down on your knees when I command lay back and take what’s yours to have – Yep, definitely inspiration worth, but, you know what? I’m going to stop bothering with my talk about music and invite you to experience some of those songs for yourself.


 

Enjoy!  

 


Blurb –

 

Ever since his last boyfriend labeled him as predictable and boring, Shane has gone out of his way to demonstrate that he’s not. He's moved to Spain, taken a job as an English teacher and decided that partying all night long is going to be his thing. Fun first is his new motto, regardless of what his heart has to say about it after meeting Alejandro.

After leaving his bed without even a goodbye, Alejandro thought he’d never see the sexy American again, so when he reappears in his life he can hardly believe his luck. With a chemistry between them that is off the charts, he wants something more than just a night of passion.

Shane insists he just wants to party but Alejandro is determined to make him see that, together, they can have much more than just fun.

Be Warned: m/m sex, BDSM

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Bio:

Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.

Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.

 

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Excerpt:

Someone was touching him gently on the shoulder. Soft slender fingers slid tentatively from the base of his neck to his shoulder and back. He kept his eyes closed as the person touching him squeezed his shoulder softly.

“Alejandro, you’re going to burn.”

Shane’s husky voice reached him. He had to be dreaming. Again, those fingers squeezed his shoulders. Alejandro bit back a moan. The pressure of the fingers increased, massaging his shoulder then sliding to the knots in his neck. Pleasure travelled to his groin, his cock slowly swelling, and caused him to sigh contentedly. The magical touch disappeared. Alejandro bit back his disappointment and turned his head to gaze at Shane. The blond was searching in his backpack.

“You fell asleep and your back is beginning to burn. I thought you should know,” Shane said, digging deeper into his bag.

“Thank you,” Alejandro said honestly. The American looked up, blue eyes as bright as the sky above. The corners of his lips lifted into a smile.

“Here,” he said, offering Alejandro the bottle of sunblock he’d found at the bottom of his bag.

“Would you?” Alejandro said.

“I don’t—”

“Please?” Alejandro curled his fingers around the container, purposely resting them above Shane’s. The other man chewed on his bottom lip and nodded.

“Thank you.” Alejandro relaxed against the towel again, eyes closed. His cock grew thick again as Shane poured lotion onto his back and proceeded to work the product onto his skin. His breath hitched as Shane’s tapered fingers slid across his lower back, close to the waistband of his swimsuit. His dick was steel against his stomach, and the muscles in his ass throbbed, but Alejandro kept perfectly still as the other man carefully slathered more lotion onto his skin. Firm hands worked their way across his thighs and below, all the way to his feet. Alejandro bit his arm to keep the groan lodged in his throat from bursting out as Shane retraced his path, his soft hands so close to his aching cock he wanted to scream. Breathing became difficult as Shane spread cream on his shoulders and his arms.

“You have to turn over.” Alejandro’s heart skipped a beat, the whisper of Shane’s voice next to his ear catching him by surprise. They were so close that if he turned his head in the right angle, he could probably kiss the other man.

Alejandro opened his eyelids and slowly twisted his head to face Shane. Immediately, the other man moved back as if he’d been burnt. So close and yet so far. Shane was on his knees, the book he’d been reading earlier hastily thrown across the erection Alejandro was certain he sported. His blue eyes downcast, he played with the cap of the bottle of sunscreen.

Alejandro’s pulse quickened as memories of his night of passion with Shane resurfaced. He hadn’t been covering his gorgeous hard-on then.

“I don’t think turning around would be a good idea. I have the same problem you seem to have.”