Thursday, October 31, 2013

Happy Halloween! And Happy Birthday to the Dark Siders!


DarkSiders unite to bring you a mega pack of book giveaways. It's seriously scary how good it is!

Prize includes books by Cathleen Ross, Jenny Schwartz, T.F. Walsh, Maree Anderson, Shona Husk, Kim Cleary, Cheryse Durrant, Maggie Mundy, Christina Phillips, Erica Hayes, Nicola E. Sheridan, Janni Nell, and Eleni Konstantine.

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Monday, October 21, 2013

Big Cocks & Broomsticks Haloween Hop

Welcome to the Big Cocks and Broomsticks Giveaway hop! And do we have some hottness for you :-)


Not only is there a fabulous Grand Prize on offer (don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter below for that!) but each blogger is also offering goodies! To help celebrate Halloween and things that go bump in the night I'm sharing a sizzling snippet of my Regency vampire romance, Bloodlust Denied. I'm also giving away one e-copy of the book to one person who leaves a comment on this post!



Her heated skin branded his palm, and lust sizzled through his veins. His balls tightened and his cock hardened beyond all sanity. The flickering light danced over her face, her parted lips, and her eyes were dark pools of mystery. But still she made no move to touch him.

“What game are you playing?” His voice rasped, scarcely recognizable. “Do you require payment before you deliver?”

“I’ll deliver.” Her warm breath grazed his jaw, unbearably erotic. “And you will pay.”

He slid his other hand around her neck. The cool silk of her hair caressed his knuckles, as the tips of his fingers caressed her tender flesh. He inhaled her fresh, clean scent, rose petals and raindrops and something else, something he had never before encountered. Something dark and dangerous and so violently arousing, it momentarily obliterated the overwhelming lure of her luscious blood.

She tilted her head, exposing the pale column of her throat to his ravening gaze. Without conscious thought he lowered his head, and drifted his mouth across her tempting skin. He could feel the frantic beat of her pulse vibrating against his lips, against the tip of his searching tongue. His fangs pierced his gums, aching with need and want and rising desperation, yet unaccountably he held back.

Echoes from another time whispered through his mind, but the time was now and the echoes were the seductive strains of the violin. Yet the music was inside his brain, inside his empty heart, twisting through his veins and pounding along his rigid shaft.

He nibbled kisses along her throat, savoring the sensation of her fluttering pulse, the torture of feeling the rush of her blood beneath the flimsy barrier of flesh, and the evocative scent of ethereal rose gardens.

“I could take you now.” His hoarse whisper teased her earlobe. This woman aroused him to a degree he’d long since forgotten existed.

“Then take me now.” Her panted command arrowed straight to his throbbing cock, the sensation so acute for one incredulous second his fearsome control wavered.

No woman could exert such power over him. He would come only at his own command and no one else’s.



“The dangerous, addictive passion that singes the main characters is all-encompassing…”





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Saturday, October 12, 2013

My Sexy Saturday ~ BLOODLUST DENIED


Welcome to this week's My Sexy Saturday!  Every week published and unpublished authors share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published book.
 
 Today I'm sharing another 7 paragraphs from my erotic vampire Regency, Bloodlust Denied. Alexius and Morana have only just met, but right from the start Alexius knows there is something different about Morana...
 
 

“The dangerous, addictive passion that singes the main characters is all-encompassing…”
 
 
He cupped her breast, its satisfying weight filling his hand and in the wavering light, he could see the faint tracing of veins beneath the vulnerable skin.

So tempting. So why didn’t he simply slake his lust, fuck her and take her and end this agonizing scream of want that consumed every nerve he possessed?

His lips closed over the puckered nipple, and her gasp of shock only served to increase the power of his lust. Gently he sucked on the firm flesh, when every throb of his engorged cock demanded he plunge his fangs into her. That he drink from her full, temping breast, suck her sweet blood from her, and satisfy this ravenous frenzy.

He flicked his tongue over the hard bud, and her fingers raked through his hair, pinning his head more securely to her body. Involuntarily a smile twisted and the tips of his fangs grazed his lips.

She wasn’t as indifferent to him as she tried to pretend. 

With monumental effort, he forced his fangs to retract, the searing pain of denial ripping through his gums, shredding him from mouth to groin. A primeval groan of protest rasped along his throat but he increased the pressure around her nipple. Sucking, tugging, milking pleasure from her aroused flesh, from the way her fingernails gouged into his scalp.


“Harder.” Her breathless command stoked his lust, but he obeyed no man’s command, let alone a woman’s. Instead, he dragged his lips from her wet peak and heard her gasp of protest as the night’s breeze brushed against her nakedness.



 
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Thursday, October 10, 2013

Double Cover Reveal ~ Sara Hantz + Giveaway!

I'm absolutely delighted to be part of this double cover reveal for my dear friend and CP, Sara Hantz! Sara has two upcoming books with Entangled Publishing - In the Blood and Will the Real Abi Saunders Please Stand Up?

I've been lucky enough to read both of these YA books and they are sensational. I've been in love with Jed, the hero of IIn the Blood, for a long time now and am thrilled he's finally going to be out there in the world :-)

So without further ado here are the cover reveals - and all I can say is Entangled have excelled themselves!!! And don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter contest below to be in with the chance of winning a $50 Amazon Gift Card!


Today we’re revealing not one, but two covers for upcoming books by Sara Hantz. In the Blood releases November 5 and Will the Real Abi Saunders Please Stand Up? releases May 6, 2014.

In the Blood




For seventeen years Jed Franklin’s life was normal. Then his father was charged with the abuse and murder of four young boys and normal became a nightmare.

His mom’s practically a walking zombie, he’s lost most of his friends, and the press camps out on his lawn. The only things that keep him sane are his little sis; his best friend and dream girl, Summer; and the alcohol he stashes in his room. But after Jed wakes up from a total blackout to discover a local kid has gone missing—a kid he was last seen talking to—he’s forced to face his greatest fear: that he could somehow be responsible.

In a life that’s spiraled out of control, Jed must decide if he chooses his own destiny with Summer by his side or if the violent urges that plagued his father are truly in the blood…

Excerpt

Chapter One

Pedophile:       Noun

An adult who is sexually attracted to children.

Scum.

Sleazeball.

Creep.

Loser.

Lowlife.

Asswipe.

Dad.

Chapter Two

Benjamin Franklin. My Dad.

Not that Benjamin Franklin.

That Benjamin Franklin.

Pedophile and murderer.

Freaked out?

Did you even know a bastard like that could lead a regular life?

With a wife and two children. A son and a daughter. No, nor did we. Until it was too late.

Too fucking late.

The numbing shock when he was arrested. The disbelief. The conviction that the police had gotten it wrong. Way wrong. Even in the face of damning evidence, we knew that the truth would come out. That the evidence got switched. That there was a cover up, or something.

Something.

Then the police found locks of hair belonging to each of those dead boys, so well hidden in the little trinket box my dad’s mom gave him on her deathbed.

Then we knew. Really knew.

And that’s when our lives changed.

Forever.


Will the Real Abi Saunders Please Stand Up?





Abi Saunders might be a kickboxing champion, but when it comes to being the center of attention, she’d rather take a roundhouse kick to the solar plexus any day. So when her trainer convinces her to audition to be the stunt double for hot teen starlet Tilly Watson, Abi is shocked—and a little freaked out—when she gets the job.

Being a stunt double is overwhelming, but once the wig and makeup are on, Abi feels like a different person. Tilly Watson, to be exact. And when Tilly’s gorgeous boyfriend, Jon, mistakes Abi for the real star, Abi's completely smitten. In fact, she’s so in love with her new life, it isn’t long before she doesn’t have time for her old one.

But when the cameras are turned off, will she discover running with the Hollywood A-list isn’t quite the glamorous existence she thought it was?


Excerpt

“Abi, for God’s sake, concentrate,” Zak shouts. “Fairies don’t look like elephants when they fly. Legs together, arms graceful, and glide. Please.”

My cheeks are crimson and I want to die. I know he’s the director and has the right to holler, but doesn’t he understand that the louder he is the worse I am? We must have gone over this move fifty times and I still can’t get it. And I know, without even looking, the other guys have lost it with me. It’s easy for them but I’m a kick-boxer, not a freakin’ acrobat.

And now Zak’s saying something to one of the crew. Let’s all guess what it is: get rid of the silly girl. We couldn’t get anyone more incompetent if we tried. In fact a monkey could do better.

Well, he’s right, a monkey could do better. Then again, a monkey wouldn’t need to wear a harness that cuts badly into its thighs so it can fly across the room. We’re doing wire work, the one thing I was looking forward to. Ha. What a laugh that is.

At least we’re not filming yet. This is just the rehearsal or, as they say, ‘prepping’. We’re in one of the studios that’s full of equipment with pulleys and wires. I’ve no idea how it all works, except that it keeps me up in the air. I thought we’d be doing this outside but it seems they film wire work stuff indoors against a big screen, and then edit to make it look like it’s outside by dropping in a background. As Mom would say: “the wonders of modern science”.

What I’m doing is really basic stuff, nothing like the things they did on the Matrix. Which it wouldn’t be, obviously. I remember reading that those actors had months and months of kung fu training even though most of the stunts were done by stunt men.

Right. This is it. I’m going to really concentrate. I will not be beaten. I can do this. It’s not hard.

I’m a graceful fairy,

I’m a graceful fairy,

I’m a graceful fairy.

“Ready,” I call, for the first time feeling confident of success.

The technician holds up his thumb so I know we’re about to go. I take a deep breath, point my toes, bring my legs together and hold out my arms at a forty-five degree angle. So far, so good. I swallow hard as I begin to move.

Yay, I’m doing it. I’m actually doing it. Please let Zak say it’s ok.

“Hu-fucking-ray,” booms Zak’s voice. “At last, she’s got it.”

I’ve done it. I’ve actually done it. I can do wirework. And even Zak’s sarcastic tone can’t spoil it.

A loud crash, sounding like someone slamming the door, gives me a start and I jerk backwards. My legs splay and I lose all control of my body, until suddenly I’m hanging upside down.

This so isn’t happening to me. My hair flops into my eyes and my arms dangle in mid-air. And let’s not even think about how shallow my breathing is.

Crap.

After what seems like an eternity (which is probably only a few seconds) someone starts a slow handclap. And here’s me thinking it couldn’t get any worse.

I figure it’s Zak and wait for everyone to join in. Except they don’t.

The silence is deafening. Until…

“Look at that crazy bitch. You’re surely not expecting her to be my double.”

Tilly Winters in the flesh. And none too happy to see me!



About Sara




Sara Hantz originally comes from the UK and is one of four children, having three younger brothers. Although she was an avid reader from a very early age, she didn’t get the writing bug until much later in life, though English was always one of her stronger subjects. She’s an avid sun chaser and now lives on the beautiful Sunshine Coast in Australia (via 10 years in New Zealand). She writes young adult fiction and her debut book The Second Virginity of Suzy Green was published by Flux Books and made the prestigious list ‘New York Public Library Books for the Teen Age’. Sara has a PhD in Education and lectured for many years before deciding to devote more time to her writing and working in the family hospitality business. She has two grown-up children and w hen not writing, working or online with her friends, she spends more time than most people she knows watching TV - in fact if TV watching was an Olympic sport she'd win gold.


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Saturday, October 05, 2013

My Sexy Saturady ~ HER SAVAGE SCOT ~ Highland Warrior Chronicles



Series Description:
Fierce sexy Scot warriors pledge to keep the peace during the turbulent times of the ninth century, when both Scot and Viking coveted Pictland for their own. But each warrior is destined to fall in love with a brave Pictish princess. The three royal cousins, determined to save their beloved land from the savage invaders, instead lose their hearts to their wild foreign warriors.
Book 1 - Her Savage Scot            
Book 2 - Her Vengeful Scot
Book 3 - Her Defiant Scot


 


Welcome to this week's My Sexy Saturday!  Every week published and unpublished authors share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published book.

Today I'm going to share 7 paragraphs from Her Savage Scot, book 1 in my Highland Warrior Chronicles set in the ninth century. I don't have a release date for this book yet, but hopefully it will hit the cyber shelves before the end of the year :-)




She was aware he moved to her side. Far too close for propriety or comfort. Despite her good resolve, she shot him a glance, and saw the look of awe on his face as he stared at the repository of the entire heritage of her people.

“We have nothing to equal this in Dal Riada.” His voice was hushed. It was clear that, far from dismissing the learning of ages as some warriors did, he understood the magnificence of what she showed him.

“Perhaps when you’ve lived in the Highlands for more than a thousand years your people too will have something worth preserving.”

He caught her eye. Amusement glinted. “Is that a veiled insult, my lady?”

She hadn’t intended it as such, but now saw how it could have been received. And yet Connor had chosen not to take offense.

A silent sigh quivered through her heart. He was so easy to talk with. He made it so easy to forget this was simply his natural charm, and had nothing to do with him finding her desirable.

How tragic she still harbored the wish that he found her desirable.
   

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Friday, October 04, 2013

HER SAVAGE SCOT - We Have a Blurb!



Series Description:
Fierce sexy Scot warriors pledge to keep the peace during the turbulent times of the ninth century, when both Scot and Viking coveted Pictland for their own. But each warrior is destined to fall in love with a brave Pictish princess. The three royal cousins, determined to save their beloved land from the savage invaders, instead lose their hearts to their wild foreign warriors.

Forged in blood, United by Passion

The Highland Warrior Chronicles

Book 1

Her Savage Scot


When tough Scot warrior Connor Mackenzie rides into the barbaric lands of the Picts on a mission for his king, he never expects to be captivated by a beautiful Pictish widow. Drawn under her spell, yet unaware of her true identity, he risks everything for one passionate night in her arms.

Aila, princess of Pictland, swore long ago she would do anything within her power to help defeat the Vikings who invaded her land and murdered her husband. But after meeting Connor, her frozen heart thaws and once again she imagines a future filled with love and passion.

When Connor delivers the message from his king, Aila becomes a pawn in a deadly game of politics. Her heart belongs to Connor, but she must marry the prince of Dal Riada – Connor’s half-brother. But the fates have other plans for the star-crossed lovers as they fight their enemies and themselves to find true love.

A Romantica® historical erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

Book 2 - Her Vengeful Scot
Book 3 - Her Defiant Scot


 

Thursday, October 03, 2013

How Long Does it Take Me to Write a Book?

Today I'm over at Magical Musings, where my good friend Michelle Diener has interviewed me about research, the Regency and smoking hot warriors! Pop on over to discover all my writerly little secrets :-)







The milkshake has nothing to do with anything except for the fact I REALLY fancy having one right now!!!

Wednesday, October 02, 2013

To Steal a Highlander's Heart ~ Spotlight & Fabulous Giveaway





Today I'm absolutely delighted to showcase the lovely Samantha Holt's new release, To Steal a Highlander's Heart. I adore hot warriors (now there's a surprise!) and I'm so looking forward to reading this book! To celebrate the release, Samantha is holding an awesome international giveaway. See below for the fabulous prizes and don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter giveaway!




Title – To Steal a Highlander’s Heart
Author – Samantha Holt
Genre – Medieval Romance
Publication Date – 30th September 2013
Publisher – Indie       
Cover Artist – Kim Killion




Blurb:

Alana sets eyes on Morgann for the first time in several years and what does he do? He captures her! But Alana refuses to go meekly with the sexy Highland warrior. Her kidnapping will reignite the rift that’s existed between the two clans since her father accused Morgann of theft and she doesn’t want to see her father harmed in the inevitable war that will ensue.

Unfortunately for Alana, the faeries seek to interfere with her plans to escape. The sidhe have a debt to repay and Tèile, the green faery, is determined to mend the rift between the clans for good. And that means ensuring Alana and Morgann marry.

Morgann has his own reasons for taking Alana and they are nothing to do with marriage or war. He wants to use her to reveal a secret from the past, the one that had him accused of theft. If only he didn’t find his childhood friend so attractive. When circumstances force them together, Alana’s life is threatened and war is imminent. Can Morgann reveal the truth without losing Alana? And will the faeries meddling help or hinder his cause?








Steamy Excerpt:

And then that hand was upon one of her breasts, comforting and teasing at the same time. He cupped her through the linen, rolled her nipple tight. He groaned against the crook of her shoulder and teeth nipped lightly at her skin.
"Ye taste so good," he murmured. "So good."
Alana arched to his touch and angled her hips into him. Hardness greeted her, his plaid gone, as an ache took hold, one that could only be ended by Morgann. The scent of damp skin teased as his wet hair brushed her cheek. He pulled away suddenly, hand still clasped over her breast, fingers remaining under her hair.
"I cannae do it." His eyes were hooded, dark with lust, voice thick and emotion filled.
Alana's heart dropped. She leaned her head back, let the air release from her chest and dropped her hands to her side.
"I cannae do it, Alana. I cannae stay away from ye. I wanted to protect ye, to be strong for ye... I dinnae think I can be strong anymore."
Relief streamed through her. He wasn't turning her down. She placed her palm over his heart, the thud strong, reassuring. "Dinnae be strong, Morgann. Just be ye. And kiss me."
He gave a groan of resignation and the hand on her breast advanced around behind her, bundled her against him. Lips moved roughly over hers, claiming, seeking. He coaxed her mouth apart and the damp heat of his tongue shocked her, forced her to grip his arms tightly. Sinuously twining with her tongue, he explored every recess of her mouth as fire built between them. The throb between her thighs became more acute, almost painful. She rocked her hips into him to get some kind of relief.
Morgann pulled her away from the wall and his hands roamed her body. The linen chemise offered little protection against his probing hands as he grasped her bottom, fingers trailing briefly between her thighs and back up. Alana kept her eyes closed as he manoeuvred her around the room, mouth firmly upon hers, until finally the edge of the table bit into the back of her thighs.
Hands gliding over the planes of his chest, she opened her eyes and reclined. She'd intended to study him, to relish the sight of firm muscles and crisp hair but to see him, so gut-wrenchingly beautiful, a vulnerable glint in his eyes, forced a surge of impatient need through her.
"Kiss me again," she begged, hooking a hand around his neck and tugging him down.
He did as she bid. His mouth moved sensuously over hers yet there was an aggression behind the kiss. A sense of him taking everything from her. But he gave back so much. His fingers pressed into her hip, massaging her flesh. She fidgeted, longing for those fingers to put an end to her agony.



Amazon Kindle Link http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B008FKHIXY


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Samantha's Bio:


Samantha resides in Warwickshire, England with her twin girls and husband. She's a romance addict and has been devouring all kinds of romance for as long as she can remember.

Having studied archaeology, Samantha likes to blend her love of the past with her passion for romance to create thrilling and passionate tales set to medieval backdrops. She thinks there's nothing sexier than a rugged warrior and a feisty maiden falling head over heels for each other.

Contact Samantha:


Amazon Author Pagehttp://www.amazon.com/-/e/B008FKHIXY
Website/Blogwww.samanthaholt.org.uk
 


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2 x Gold Earrings
1 x To Steal a Highlander's Heart mug
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