Judging a Book by its Cover

Before I get too far, this was not my original intent when I sat down to write today’s blog post. I had intended to discuss the Arkansas Literary Festival that starts today in Little Rock. Then explain how these types of festivals offer great learning opportunities and provide the chance to make connections with other authors.

I was also going to mention (brag) that I get to have lunch with Sylvia Day on Saturday before she leaves town – me and the fabulous ladies of my RWA chapter group, that is (shout out to the Diamond State Romance Authors – woot woot!).

Don’t worry, if history holds true, the luncheon will sport its own hashtag and we will all tweet the out-of-context, totally inappropriate things said at the table. I’m not sure even Sylvia Day could tame this group…but Saturday (and Twitter) will tell the tale.

BUT, as I said, I want to talk about something else. Something I knew was happening, but was powerless to stop. My Nook…my Kindle. My iPad, for chrissake. None of them were safe.  

Someone please tell me…what the fuck is up with this new trend in book covers?

Well, someone had to say it! You know y’all are thinkin’ it!

This is especially annoying now that I have an iPad. You see, I enjoy looking through my Kindle and Nook libraries. The level of book cover hotness is (was) astounding. Seeing those covers in HD on my iPad gave me a happy, tingly feeling as I remembered the story…or anticipated one yet to be read.  

So, imagine my surprise when, one-by-one, my library of sexy book covers turned into…wait for it…fruit. Or dog tags. Or sunglasses. Or flowers. (I could go on and on). Take your pick. Bottom line –  a large percentage of my naked torsos and rock hard biceps are gone.

Seriously though, these new-trend book covers are beautifully done by talented artists. Artists who work hard and deserve loads of praise for the work they do.

For me, personally, I want a cover that screams “I’m a romance filled with hot sex and hotter men!” and “Look at me! I’m a proud, sexy book!”  I’m not sure what a pear screams…but I’m pretty sure it isn’t “open me because there’s smokin’ hot ménage sex on my pages.” (No offense to the fabulous author of this pear covered smokin’ hot ménage story).

My point is this – the covers on the books I bought were sexy. Some are gone now…I get that. But what does this trend say about the future of publishing and for the individuality of the author and their story?

I saw a cover the other day and I immediately identified its style to one I had purchased before. I thought…yay! Another book in the series. Only it wasn’t. It was the same style cover – exactly the same – only it was different author. So, in this case, the publisher is recognizable by the cover instead of the author. Let me say that another way. The author had no brand of their own. Hmm.

It’s not my intention to start a riot or ruffle feathers. This is basically me complaining that my hot covers are gone. I’ll get over it. Maybe. 😉

I’m the perfect example of a consumer that will buy a book for its cover. I’ve done it. I’ll do it again. It’s just the way of things.

How do you feel about book covers? Do you prefer handcuffs or hot male flesh? Sexy guy(s), sexy gal(s)? Does it matter to you?

Until next time…

Only human, after all.


As I write this, it’s been just over a day since bombs detonated at the finish line of the Boston Marathon. Forgive me if I ramble a bit. I am only human.

I am still sorting my feelings, so forgive me if this post feels too raw, too open, too personal. But I cannot bring myself to market a book today, or to chat about writing, because my heart is screaming.

I am a runner.

I am a marathoner.

I ran my first marathon at age 26, in what I considered to be “the best shape of my life.” I’ve learned a few lessons–and run a few more marathons–in the past few years. And in between that first “best shape of my life, yo” marathon, and my most recent one (NYC 2011) I knocked an hour off my best time. Marathon running is a part of my life. I may never qualify for the Boston Marathon, and yet, there it is, at the edge of my consciousness, those two letters “BQ” (boston qualifier) every time I register to run my next.

An American dream, when economics offer few.

A feat of physical fitness–26.2 miles. I’ve done it four times. I do not take this lightly.

A bomb went off at the finish line of one of the most prized races in American consciousness. 27000 runners is fewer than New York or Chicago–both of which I’ve run–but it’s a bigger statement.

It’s Boston, y’all.

You have to qualify. This ain’t no first come first serve shit with Boston. You get the time or you don’t. It’s the hard ass, you get your shit together and you do this race, race.

No one can possibly know or understand why these people, my colleagues, my friends, my fellow runners and their spectating friends and families were targeted.

There is a part of me…as I am–weak, human, fallible–who wants to be all “you come into MY house??? you do this?”

But I don’t know who “you” is. I only know who I am. And I am a writer who runs. Who wrote most of her first novel in the middle of the night, laying awake with sore muscles as she trained for the NYC marathon. I am runner who writes, chewing over plot ideas with Becca as we plod through our weekly mileage, believing there is something better at the end of each run for the work. For the companionship, for the friendship.

And there is. There so is. There always is.

So when I am stunned by yesterday’s news, I am brought to mind a line from one of my favorite TV shows ever. I looked it up, because I am that kind of girl. I wanted to be sure I had it right. From the West Wing, Season four, episode one:

“they ran into the fire to help get people out… ran into the fire. The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels tonight. They’re our students and our teachers and our parents and our friends. The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels, but every time we think we have measured our capacity to meet a challenge, we look up and we’re reminded that that capacity may well be limitless. This is a time for American heroes. We will do what is hard. We will achieve what is great. This is a time for American heroes and we reach for the stars.”

Run, America. Run for your very lives. I will join you. I am with you.

In Boston, if I don’t ever qualify, I will still boldly cheer you.

In New York, or Chicago, or Birmingham, or Grandfather Mountain, I will hold up my medal and cheer your racers on, because I have tread where they tread.

In the countless other races, across the wide world where the human spirit says “to hell with pain, give me glory” I am WITH you, my brothers and sisters. I embrace you.

A marathon is on some levels, a purely physical thing–it’s the bones and the joints and the muscles holding out. Anyone of a reasonable physical fitness could push his or her will through the race.

Any society could look at that will and see their honor, their spirit, their integrity in each grimace across the finish line.

My colleague and fellow writer Nulli Para Ora says: “We don’t run because we’re scared. We run because we’re alive. We run because we’re free. We run because it’s when we let everything go, and push ourselves past the barriers set before us. We run because we choose to, and we choose not to stop.”

Run again. and again. We are too tough to be terrorized.

What’s happening in my writing life? Lynn Lorenz

So, this spring has been far busier than I planned. Isn’t that the way it works? After I talked all big about slowing down, taking time, taking it easy? Man, open your mouth and WHAM! your foot gets lodged in there tight.

I’ve got a few books coming out and a few books due and just did a free read and I’m finishing another free read and I’m going to RT and appearing at Comicpalooza….*sucks in a deep breath* and that’s all before June!

What the hell was I thinking???? Oh, I remember, I wanted a long, leisurely leisurely summer to spend time working on a new book or two, that I didn’t have time to work on before…yeah, that’s right! Summer!

    Liquid Silver Books

Under a Moonlit Night – coming out May 14th – a collection of stories about shifters. Mine is McCallan’s Secret, and if you’ve read any of my McCallan books, you’ll know about Caroline McCallan, the matriarch of the werewolf clan who keeps her boys in line with a steely gaze and a mother’s love, not to mention a bit of guilt every now and then. Here’s the blurb –
When Carrie McCallan, matriarch of the lumber company McCallans, finally decides to remarry, she’s faced with not only letting a man into her life for the first time since her husband’s death, but telling this man about her family’s secret. Not so hard, unless the secret is your family is a pack of werewolves. Carrie will have to take a chance on Leon Wong and discover if he loves her enough not to turn and run.

The other authors in the collection are Vanessa North, Cherie Nicholls and Lea Griffith, all wonderful writers with great stories. Hope you’ll look for it in May!

Amber Quill Press – Amber Allure
Truth or Lie – this story will probably be released toward the end of May. It’s a novella for their Everyday Immortals PAX – a special collection of 5 books around a theme. My story involves the sexy but geeky descendant of Artemis and Socrates – a teacher who can tell when someone lies to him – and a hunky fireman with dyslexia who falls for him. Both have backed off of finding love, until a small red-headed boy brings them together. Where there’s sparks….

And I’m preparing to start on another novella for the Gothic PAX, due June 1st. This one will be a gay version of the governess/master of the manor trope, only set in the late 1800’s in New Orleans, called Coliseum Square. I’m planning it all out now, and will start writing next week. I don’t have a cover, but I’ll post it when I do. This one should come out sometime mid-to-late summer.

black-and-white-boyman-errrr-funny-penis-shirt-Favim.com-106439_thumbFree book – Love Has No Boundaries – for the M/M Goodreads group. We select a picture posted by a member (this is mine) and they give a writing prompt and we authors run with it. This is my first time doing this, and I’m really loving my story. It’s called Smartass and it’s about a young man, Ricky Vargas who’s looking for a hero. His method of finding his man is dangerous and reckless and pushes Dirk McAfee’s buttons like no one else since Dirk left the military. The kid is crazy and a smartass on top of it and well on his way to getting himself beaten or killed. But Dirk’s decided it won’t happen on his watch.

Appearances… Romantic Times Convention, Kansas City, Mo. April 30-May 5th.
I’ll be on several panels and hosting (along with 10 lovely ladies) a Reader’s event fast becoming an RT favorite – Pimp Your Badge! This year, the event has grown from 75 to 200 readers! We’re thrilled and awed and shaking in our boots! But everyone has such a good time, and we have wonderful door prizes and giveaways! If you’re going to be near or in Kansas City, please drop into the event and say hi! Oh, and pimp your badge!

Comicpalooza 2013 – Houston, Tx, May 24, 25,26th at the George R Brown Convention Center. This is a huge event – they’re expecting close to 15K people each day! It’s a celebration of all things comic book, sci-fi and there’s even a Battlestar Galactica convention happening at the same time. This year, they’re having a literary track, hosting panels on topics such as paranormal, sci-fi, YA, craft, and also, GLBT panels. Myself, Treva Harte, ZA Maxfield and Belinda McBride will be talking about GLBT characters in comics, manga, and anime. If you’re in Houston, come on out! (no pun intended).

And then that’s it. (exhale of breath) I swear, that’s it. This summer I’m finishing the sequel to Tor, WereWolf Fight League, called Ashland. Hoping for an early fall release. And I’m going to be working on those two books I’ve put off forever.
And getting my son ready for college. But three months of time to just write on these books will be heaven!

And if anyone asks me to do anything else…
Oh, who am I kidding? I have a manuscript out with a publisher and I’m waiting to hear about it. And if the sale comes through, then I’ll have edits sometime during the summer. But edits, that’s all.

Seriously. Do you think I have a problem?????

Guest Blogger – Paige Tyler

Karleigh's Cowboys WebsiteI’d like to welcome my friend, author Paige Tyler to the purple velvet couch. Did you bring hubby today?

You know it!

[Hi, Monette ]

Anyone visiting your web site will see you write a lot of books in a variety of romance subgenres.  What is your favorite subgenre and why?

That’s a tough question because I love the freedom to work in any genre that calls out to me. If I start thinking about a cowboy, my next story will be a western.  If the idea for a new romance pops into my head while I’m watching Dr. Who, then the story is very likely to end up as a sci-fi. Knowing I can let my mind go anywhere it wants helps me be more creative. But if I had to pick just one subgenre, I’d have to say paranormal. In general, the paranormal genre is just so much broader in terms of where you can go with it and what you’re allowed to do. Not only do I get to work with sexy shifters, vampires and a variety of other creatures (even zombies!), but more importantly, it gives me plenty of freedom to use these characters in a lot of different ways. That’s why you can read twenty vampire books and every one of them will be different and interesting. That’s harder to do in a western or a contemporary romance.

Of course, the best part of writing is breaking the rules—writing in mishmash of genres that don’t seem to go together. Steampunk, anyone?  I’m outlining a western paranormal right now with just that thought in mind. I’m breaking the rules and having fun while I’m doing it!

Your books feature “romantic spanking.”  Define “romantic spanking” as opposed to just spanking. 

As with a lot of things in the world, it’s all a matter of intent and degrees. In this case, it’s a question of why the spanking is occurring and how it’s being administered. Is it happening because the person on top wants to “punish” the bottom, without any regard to how that person feels about the spanking? If so, then that’s not my kind of thing, and is definitely not a romantic spanking. A romantic spanking involves a man (usually) warming a woman’s bottom in such a way that it brings pleasure to both of them. That doesn’t mean it can’t teach the woman a lesson at the same time— there just has to be a certain “bad girl” element in there for the spanking to work). While the guy might be holding the girl down during the spanking, there has to be a sense that she can stop it anytime things go beyond what she can handle. Some people call this topping from the bottom, which means the person getting spanked is really the one in charge. That element is critical for me and for the concept of romantic spankings.

What inspired you to write books with spanking in them?

I credit my fascination with spanking to all those Johanna Lindsey books I read when I was a teenager. All it took was one sexy spanking scene and I was hooked!

The funny thing is that I didn’t start writing stories with spanking in them right away. I played around with fantasy romance some, then contemporary, then another fantasy-style story. They worked out very well, and I was generating a look of interest in the places I sent them. Then, out of the blue, I found a website looking for spanking stories for publication. I thought about the books Johanna Lindsey had written, and said to myself, I can do that!  So, I grabbed the secondary characters out of another contemporary story I’d been writing for a while (it was going nowhere anyway), and put them in a story where the hero (a cop) spanked the heroine (a reporter) for sticking her nose in his investigation. The words literally flew off the page!

 How many books do you write in a year? What are you working on now?

I know this isn’t really an answer, but it varies a lot.  If I’m working on full-length books (80 – 100k), I probably write three books a year. If I’m writing shorter stories (20 – 60k), I can usually write five to eight books in a year. In reality, it’s usually about two full length stories, with maybe two to four shorter ones mixed in between. As far as what I’m working on right now, when you read below—about how my writing partner (also known as my hubby!) and I work—it will make more sense.

I hear your hubby helps with your writing process.  Can you tell us how that works? Do you work on one project at a time or multiples?

The answer to this question will make my really vague answer to the previous question more understandable. I write with—[my attractive, charming, patient…]—give me the computer back, dear! As I was saying before my laptop got hijacked, I write with my hubby.

Here’s how it works. We go to PF Changs [have to shout-out to our favorite restaurant!] and brainstorm an idea for a new story. We bat ideas and plotlines back and forth until hubby gets a good idea where I want to go with the story. Then he takes what we talked about and starts outlining the story on his laptop. I read it each night before we go to bed, making sure he stays on track. Even after twenty years of marriage, he’s still a little vague about this “romance” thing. He insists zombies and guns belong in every scene! Which is why I have creative control. So, he gives me a very rough draft of the story with the basic plot, the action stuff, and the mechanical aspects of the sex (insert Tab A into Slot B, etc., etc.) all pretty well-arranged.

While he’s outlining a future story, I’m free to add details to, and polish, the current project. By that I mean, writing dialogue, romance, emotion, character depth (essentially all the stuff that most guys are bad at). Then, we read it together, critiquing and editing the book.

This method allows us to work on at least two books at a time. And since I’m in charge, I also reserve the right to yank hubby off any draft he’s on and get him working on another (more urgent) story. It’s a crazy way to write, but it works for us.

As for what we’re working on now, hubby is re-outlining a sci-fi that we’ve had on the shelf for a bit and will be re-releasing, while I’m working on the second next book for Sourcebooks (you’ll find out more about that in the next question!). In between these main projects, we’re working on a few other smaller stories for indie publication and one of my ebook publishers.

I see that you recently signed with an agent and obtained a print book contract with Sourcebooks for your Special Ops series.  Was this an overnight sensation type of deal or many years in the making?

I’d love to say it was an overnight sensation kind of deal, but it wasn’t. It was more like a marathon that took many years—not to mention many books—in the making. I became very close friends with perseverance and determination, and hubby can tell you that there were a lot of times when I was ready to quit. But every time I wanted to, the thought of giving up my dream of being NY published became an almost physical pain. That sounds crazy, I know, especially since I’d already achieved what I like to think of as a lot of success in the small press and indie worlds.

I hate to admit it, but I was this close to giving up on the idea of my military/paranormal shifter series ever finding its way to NY, either. I’d subbed to every romance agent looking for paranormal romance listed on Query Tracker [over a hundred and fifty], and while I had some agents say they loved it, they didn’t want to commit to it because they didn’t know where to sell it since it wasn’t the usual paranormal romance. I thought that’d be a good thing, but they didn’t seem to think so. That whole I’m-looking-for-something-different-but-not-too-different thing can be really frustrating.

When I told my hubby what they said, he suggested I try agents looking for action/suspense/thrillers. I was skeptical, but figured what the heck? It was either that or give up on the idea completely. And I really didn’t want to do that.

Turned out, he was right (He loves reminding me of it, too)! I hit with agent number one-hundred-and-thirty-nine that I submitted to and he led me to a Sourcebooks deal within months. It was a painful time for me, but ultimately worth it.

Can you pass some tips along for the aspiring authors in the audience on how you went about getting an agent?

I know it sounds cliché, but don’t give up. Accept that you’ll probably have to hear a lot of “no’s” before you hear that first “yes.” Cast a wide net, and be willing to sub to agents outside the traditional romance genre if that works for your style of book. This is about perseverance and belief in yourself. Also try to learn from every interaction with possible agents. Get a feel for what they’re looking for, how they want to see it, and how you need to approach them.

Do you have any tips for new writers?

Be willing to spend some time finding your voice. It’s fantastic if your first book is the greatest thing since sliced bread, but if you’re like me, you might have to spend your first several (okay, more than that for me) books honing your craft, learning how to write better and most importantly, learning what kind of style is uniquely suited to you. That’s a writer’s voice, and it may take some time to get your voice just right.

And above all, write because you love it. That’s the one thing you can always control, and no one can ever take it away from you.

What is your guilty pleasure?

Chocolate, especially dark chocolate! Although I think that big Hershey’s Special Dark Chocolate should really be a single-serving size. But since it isn’t, I have to be content to eat a tiny square. *sigh* They cry out to me from the pantry even now. Come back, come back, don’t leave us!

Oh, and my other guilty pleasure is also my newest obsession—Monster High Dolls!  Books, movies, YouTube videos—if it’s Monster High, I’m there!

And since we’re talking guilty pleasures, it wouldn’t be right to leave out Sam and Dean Winchester from the television series Supernatural. I have a serious thing for those guys. And yes, hubby knows it.

Who is your favorite author?

I have so many, but right now, I’m all about Suzanne Brockmann and her Troubleshooters Series. Which you’ll see if you pick up my military/paranormal shifter series from Sourcebooks, tentatively titled SPECIAL OPS.

What are you reading now?

Right now I’m reading Officer Breaks the Rules by Jeanette Murray (a shout out to a fellow Romance Diva and one of my favorite authors!) on my Kindle and Tall, Dark and Dangerous by Suzanne Brockmann (one of my other favorite authors!) in paperback.

BTW, hubby is reading Blood Rights, by Kristen Painter (shout out to another Romance Diva) and is eagerly awaiting the next Harry Dresden book. [Get to work, Jim Butcher!]

 Some Quick Questions:

 Sex or Chocolate?

Why pick when you can use chocolate body paint in the bedroom? Or anywhere else!

 Alpha-males or beta-males?

Don’t even have to think about this one. Definitely alpha males! I like a guy who looks like he knows how to spank a girl. That said, though, he has to have a sensitive side to go with all that testosterone!

 Shifters or vampires?

Another easy one! Shifters!  I love the beach, so no beach, no love. What good is a hunky guy if he just bursts into flames when you’re relaxing on the sand?

PJs, nightgowns, or skin?

Skin! *wink* Well, we like to sleep naked, but our fur baby wears pink and blue argyle PJs to bed!  (Some part of that might be TMI, but I’m not sure which part.)

Action flicks or Chick Flicks?

 That’s a toughie. I really don’t like what I think of traditional chick flicks, though I like fun, romantic comedies. So, between the two, I’d pick an action movie, preferably one with a story and some romance. My favorite movies, outside of Lord of the Rings and Avatar, are animated movies, especially Disney movies!

Rock or Easy Listening?

 Between the two, rock for sure. I have really eclectic taste when it comes to music. I’m just as likely to have Lady Gaga and Justin Timberlake on my iPod as I am Billy Idol and AC/DC! If you can dance to it I probably like it.

 Where can your readers reach you?

  All over the internet!


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Tell us a little about the book you’re sharing with us today?

I’d love to! It’s called KARLEIGH’S COWBOYS and it’s a hot cowboy menage with some sexy BDSM thrown in. You know me and my fascination with spanking. There’s even some bondage!

It’s available on KINDLE (where it’s been a Top Ten Bestseller!), and NOOK, as well as at iTunes and ARe.


 Two ranch hands are better than one!

Karleigh Blake hasn’t take a vacation in years, so when her friend talks her into coming out to her Colorado ranch for some fun and relaxation, she jumps at the chance. Once there, she meets up with two hot and hunky ranch hands named Holden Donnelly and Mav Ryan who definitely know how to show a girl a good time.

It starts as two separate rolls in the hay, and she’s concerned she isn’t going to be able to hide that she’s sleeping with both of them. She’s surprised when the two cowboys compare notes and decide they don’t mind sharing her – as long as they can do it at the same time!


Beauty must have sensed Karleigh the moment she walked into the barn because the mare whinnied in greeting at her. Lips curving into a smile, Karleigh took a sugar cube from the basket and held it out to the horse. The mare gently took the treat from Karleigh’s outstretched palm, then nuzzled her hand affectionately. Karleigh ran her hand over the mare’s silky chestnut coat with sigh. On the other side of the barn, Loverboy and Highwayman stuck their heads out of their stalls to look longingly at the female horse. Compared to Beauty’s love life, hers didn’t seem nearly as complicated, Karleigh thought. If she was careful and did some strategic planning, she could keep seeing both Holden and Mav without either of them finding out. How hard could it be?

The sound of the door opening interrupted her before she could answer that question. Startled, she turned to see Holden and Mav walking into the barn. Her stomach did a crazy little backflip at the sight of them. It should be illegal to be in a room with two guys this gorgeous.

Mav gave her a grin. “Where were you hiding all day?”

Had it been that obvious? Karleigh ran her hands down the front of her short, silk robe. She wished she’d worn something a little less revealing, but she hadn’t expected anyone to be on the ranch. Not that it would have mattered. Both men were undressing her with their eyes anyway. Heat pooled between her thighs, and she stifled a moan.

“I went shopping with Heather in Colorado Springs,” she said.

Holden hooked his thumbs in his belt, his fingers resting lightly on the big buckle. Karleigh heard somewhere that when a man did that, it meant he was thinking about sex.

“Mav said you two went for a ride and a picnic yesterday.”

Oh crap. She reached up to nervously tuck her long, blonde hair behind her ear. “Um, yeah.”

“You know,” Holden continued. “You should have told me you liked anal sex. We could have tried it out the other night.”

Double crap.

Karleigh stared at Mav in shock, unable to believe he’d told Holden they’d slept together. But why wouldn’t he? Mav had no idea she’d wanted to keep it a secret.

She tensed, bracing herself for the anger she was sure was headed her way, but to her surprise—and relief—neither man looked angry. In fact, they were grinning.

She looked from one to the other. “You’re not mad?

“Why would we be mad?” Holden asked.

She thought it would have been obvious. “Because I slept with both of you.”

“Oh. That.” Mav chuckled. “You’re a whole lot of filly. We don’t mind sharing you.”

She blinked. “You don’t?”

His dark eyes took on that smolder she was coming to recognize. “As long as we do it at the same time. Or more precisely, do you at the same time.” He slanted Holden a glance. “Isn’t that right?”

Holden’s grin broadened. “That’s right.”

Her eyes went wide. “You mean, like a threesome?”

Mav nodded. “Unless you’re not comfortable with that.

Karleigh chewed on her lower lip thoughtfully. She’d never had a threesome, but the chance to have sex with two incredibly hot guys was too good to pass up.

She looked at them from beneath lowered lashes, her heart beating a little faster. “I didn’t say that.”

“So, what are you saying?” Holden asked.

“Just that I’ve never actually had sex with two men before,” she said.

“But I’m all about trying new things. Especially when they sound like they’re going to be so much fun.”

Mav’s dark eyes flared. “Is that a yes?”

She gave them a sultry smile. “It’s most definitely a yes.”

He grinned. “We were hoping you’d say that.”

Karleigh wasn’t sure what the rules were when it came to having a threesome—or even if there were any. Fortunately, Holden and Mav seemed to know exactly what to do because they immediately walked over to her. She waited expectantly to see which of them would take the lead when Holden pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She looped her arms around his neck, her lips parting as his tongue took possession of hers. His erection bulged in his jeans and rubbed against her tummy, telling her how turned on he already was.

His hands went to the belt on her robe, giving it a tug. As it fell open, Mav stepped up behind her, slipping off the garment and leaving her naked. Being sandwiched between two rock-hard male bodies made her pussy purr, and she moaned against Holden’s mouth. He slid his hands in her hair, gently tilting her head back while Mav pressed his mouth to the curve of her neck. Two sets of hands roamed over her body, caressing her everywhere. She tried to focus on who was touching where, but she lost track. After a while, it felt like she had a dozen hands touching her body, not just four. And it felt damn good.

When hands finally buried themselves in her hair again, she decided that must be Holden. Which meant Mav was cupping her breasts. As he rolled her hard nipples between his fingers, his cock pressed against her ass, straining at the material of his jeans. The reminder of how delicious he’d felt inside her asshole made her moan, and she rotated her hips in invitation, silently letting him know she wouldn’t mind him doing it again.

Holden made enough room so Mav could slide his hand down her stomach to find her clit in the downy curls between her thighs. While he began making circles around the sensitive nub, Holden took over massaging her breasts. He rubbed the pad of his thumb over her nipples before giving each of them a firm squeeze. Being touched in both places at once made the sensations that much more intense, and she let out an audible sigh as Holden pulled his mouth away to trail kisses down her neck.

Behind her, Mav brushed her ear with his lips. “Does this feel good?”

His breath was warm and moist against her skin, and she shivered


“Would you like us to make you come like this?” Holden asked.

The way they were touching her was making it difficult to think, much less speak. “Us?”

Taking one hand from her breast, he slowly glided it down her stomach to join Mav’s between her legs. Ah, so that was what he’d meant.


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And you can check out the sequel AND THE RANCH HAND MAKES THREE here!


Happy Reading!



Birthiversary Reflections

*Yeah, yeah, yeah, I tried to post this a week early. Poor Robin, I was trying to dance naked on her stage.  Whoops!   Sorry, ’bout that! Anyway…here’s my post at it’s regularly scheduled time:

Last week—Tuesday to be exact—I celebrated the most wonderful day. My birthiversary.

What exactly is a birthiversary you ask?

Well, One year ago, April 2, Emilia Mancini was presented to the world as a published author. Before that day, I didn’t actually really exist. I was a figment of my alter ego’s imagination, nothing but a name to blame for writing hot sexy romances.

A star (in my own mind) is born!

A star (in my own mind) is born!

But as soon as The Rebound was released, I suddenly became real. I am now one year old—Happy birthday!—and I’m celebrating one year as a published author—Happy anniversary!—which means, Tuesday was my birthiversary!

I celebrated by submitting my newest manuscript, Seducing Kate, and am anxiously awaiting word on it…yes, I know it can take weeks/months for a response, but I am easily excitable.

While I’m still young, fresh, and new, that doesn’t mean I haven’t learned a few lessons this last year.

What kinds of lessons, you ask? Well, let me share a few with you.

  • You’ve gotta have friends. The ladies here at LL&L don’t just toss out blog posts once very two weeks and an occasional free read. We are in constant contact with each other. Offer support, advice, laughs, and group hugs as needed. These gals keep me going when I want to give up, answer questions when I feel lost or confused, and remind me how lucky I am to have the career that I do, even if it is just starting out.
  • *Never give up your dream. My alter, Marci Boudreaux, is about to release her next book, The Messenger after that little (not so great) masterpiece sat on a shelf for ten years.It was the second book she ever wrote and it went through a lot of rejection before being set aside. For sentimental reasons, which are never good reasons, she decided it deserved another chance. It was contracted and then she spent weeks frantically reworking the entire thing to make it worthy of release. Despite all that, the real lesson is even though it may take a decade to get published, it can be done. Never, ever, ever give up.  (On a side note, The Messenger shot to the #1 Bestseller on the publisher’s site and has been there all week! EEEK!  That makes me so very happy!!)
This little beaut may just now be seeing the light of day, but it's got a decade on me.

 Not only is this  now available …it has been the publishers Best Selling Contemporary Romance since it’s release on Tuesday!

*Yes, this was a bit of a shameless plug intertwined with a lesson learned…but that leads into lesson three.

  • Not only are you a writer, you are a shameless attention whore. I walked into my first contract expecting my publisher to do, not all but a lot, of promoting on my behalf. Uh, no. Doesn’t work like that. They are busy finding new talent, publishing old talent, and editing your books. If you want people to know about your book, you best just get your little booty out there and tell them about it.  
  • Keep writing. Okay, this was a hard lesson for me. I have a lot of irons in the fire and the thing that always gets backburned seems to be my writing. It took much to long to get Seducing Kate written and submitted. An entire year from my last release date? That’s too long. By the time this book is accepted, edited, and released, it could be eighteen to twenty-four months. Yikes! I will never wait that long again. As a matter of fact, I’ve already started jotting down notes for my next story.

Wow! That’s a lot for a one year old to grasp, don’t you think? And actually, I could probably go on, but something I’ve also learned?

That I need to stop while I’m ahead.

Size Matters … Are We Surprised?

Marble_male_torso,_Roman_after_Greek_original,_2nd_century_CE,_Honolulu_Academy_of_ArtsRecently read an article in the USA Today Life Section about a study done in Australia about male organ size under the guise of a study on male attractiveness.

105 heterosexual women were surveyed. They were given over 300 images of life-size male outlines and asked to pick the most attractive male. The images were in a non-aroused state (and one presumes naked). The majority of women chose tall, broad-shouldered men for the most part — not surprising since studies had already been done in the area of body types. The researchers found that in this particular study male penis size was also a contributing factor in many of the women’s choices.

Of course, the study also noted that “attractiveness” results stopped increasing after a certain penile length was reached, which was three inches in a non-aroused state, and that much of the pleasing aspect of the male figure might have been due more to overall proportion than actual penile size. I took this to mean that tall, broad-shouldered men usually have larger dicks.

So this got me to thinking, one, where do I sign up for such a study? — and two, these researchers could’ve saved a lot of time and money by just polling romance authors/readers for their opinions. Because we know from reading and writing romance that size does matter. Romance readers like their heroes to have big equipment. Knowing how to use said penis is always a plus, too.

My question is this — has any romance reader ever read a romance (and this is romance where some kind of sexual activity occurs, so rules out sweet romances and the like) in which the hero or romantic male lead does NOT have a large dick?

Inquiring minds want to know.

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Story time…..

Hay All!!

Guess what? It was my birthday the Sunday just gone! *does birthday dance*  Look at one of the things I got….every charm is the cover of my book!!  I love it!


Yeah I know most people are like “pfft getting too old to care.” “or I don’t want people to know it’s my birthday cause I’m getting older.” But it’s different for me, every birthday is another poke in the eye for the medical “professionals” who said it wouldn’t ever happen, some of you who know me may already know this tale but for those who don’t are you ready for a story? Are you all sitting comfortably? well I shall begin…

Let me set the scene for you….it’s late seventies, the decade fashion forgot….trust me I’ve seen the pictures, it didn’t forget it pretended it never exsisted….however I digress…

So it’s late seventies and my parents have a lovely family, two boys and two girls and everything is peachy. Their kids are in the mid to late teens getting ready to start the adult lives. My mum doesn’t feel too well and is told she needs to have dialysis because one of her kidneys is not working to well. For several weeks, months she has dialysis and loads of meds.

On a standard visit to the doctor she mentions she’s not feeling well, perhaps coming down with something. The conversation goes something like this (fyi I obviously wasn’t there so in my head this it what it went like.)

“Mrs Nicholls, the symptoms your are decribing suggest you are pregnant”

“Doc, I’ve had four kids, trust me if I was pregnant I would know.”

“None the less, let’s just do a test to make sure and we can tick it off the list.”

“Sure, why not. Haven’t done one of those in nearly 13 years it will be like old times.”

Cut to a while later and both the doctor and my mum looking opened mouthed at a positive test result.

“But, but I can’t be.”

“You can and are Mrs Nicholls. Let me speak to your kidney specialist we’ll discuss next steps.”

So at this point my mother heads home and tells me dad who is shocked as well and then they tell their four teenage kids. My brothers are all like “yeah whatever, it’s baby just don’t expect us to change nappies or anything.”

My sisters are all squeally and already planning on baby clothes shopping…..

So a couple of days later my parents are called to the doctor’s office.

“Mr and Mrs Nicholls, we’ve run some more tests, and we have some serious major concerns about your health and the health of the baby.” Kidney Doc says

“Is that why I haven’t felt it move?” My mum asks.

“The medication you are on has in effect permanently been sedated the fetus, it hasn’t moved because it’s never woken up.”

More medical discussions occurs over several days. But let me break it down for you like this

* The child will be well over 11 pounds

*The child will be mentally and physically disabled

*The child will not survive

* You won’t survive Mrs Nicholls

* You need to have an abortion, It February, you’re not due until August, you can still abort.

So my parents went away and did some soul-searching. My mum went for that abortion, well I say she went, she walked out of our house down the street, turned around and came back. She couldn’t do it.

The doctors were less than impressed but she didn’t care.

Many tests and hospital stays later they send her home for some rest… yeah cause sending you home to a house full of kids is rest…..

Just as she gets home her waters break……yeah I know.,….. It’s early April and she’s not due until August…..queue major freaking out…..

Having been rushed back into hospital they tell her the only thing to do it have a c-section.

The operation causes my mum to hemorrhage and she is unconscious for 2 days. When she comes round, she asks what happened to the baby. No one tells her anything so my mum being tough as old boots goes looking for me, dragging her drip and the works with her.

She finds me, cause apparently I looked just like my oldest sister did, let me break down the health issues I had when I was born.


yeah that’s right I was born TO TERM, 6 pounds 12 oz, perfectly healthy!!!!!

Yeah that’s right not only did the get the month I was expected wrong, not but a little but by 4 months! but they tried to kill me….I am holding a grudge….just so you know.

So every birthday I do a little happy dance and think about those medical professionals……and thank my lucky stars my mum is who she is!

And that’s my story for today…… not exactly what you were expecting I know, but I like to share every now and then. It helps remind me that even on days where the world is not being as helpful as it could be, things could be worse….I may not be here at all.

See started off on a “where the heck is she going?” type thing to “aww happy ending”

Happy Wednesday EVERYONE!!!!!!!!

Remember……something as simple as a cuddle can fix so many things…..share a cuddle today!  (except with me, cause I’m really not a cuddler.)


Romance in the library

Now don’t get hot under the collar. This post isn’t about a nympho librarian seducing her male customer. But stick around, you never know!

Those of you who know me well know I am not just an author. I also work in a library. In fact, this week I am very excited to start a new role at my library. That’s right! I got a little promotion, and couldn’t be happier. 🙂 I get to dust off my pearls because I’m going to be a proper librarian!

My two careers are very complimentary. They’re both about books, the most awesome invention ever. They both celebrate knowledge and the written word. There are a ton of materials at my fingertips, making research a breeze. And for me to be surrounded by books all day is pretty much a dream job, even when I’m admonishing folks for their late fees. (Pay your fines, people!) Only downside I see is the dust, which often gets up my nose and makes me suffer massive sneezing fits.

Another reason I appreciate library work is because it allows me to gauge audience response to romance lit. Every day, people pass my counter and I get to see what sort of books they are reading. I see a lot of romance pass by. Yes, people are still a little shy when checking out their sexy books, but I usually do my best to reassure them. I’ll give them the old “I’ve read that one. Amazing book!” They then look at me with a grateful smile, happy to know they’re not the only ones reading this literature. If we strike up enough of a rapport, I let them in on the secret that I also write the stuff. Most of my customers have been so supportive and wish me well. It’s a good feeling. One of my elderly patrons calls me “J.K.” with a sparkle in his eye. I tell him, “From your mouth to God’s ears.”

So, what are readers checking out these days? Highlanders remain big, as do vampires and rakes and Regency rogues. I wish I had a nickel for every time Nora Roberts and Heather Graham and Janet Evanovich crossed my path at work. And every last person (and their granny – literally) has checked out 50 Shades of Something or Other. I love those patrons…I target them for my speech, the one that begins, “If you like this, you’ll LOVE this one!” I try to recommend authors who may be less well-known. Some customers are open to it; others just want that little bit of titillation, and then they return to their cozy English mysteries.

It’s fun, mixing my two worlds. One is filled with dusty papers and old tomes. The other is peopled by dashing heroes, lively heroines and the odd villain or two. Surprisingly, these worlds work well together, and thrive off each other. I’m inspired at my library. I walk into the stacks and sigh in contentment because I know I’m home there.

When was the last time you visited your library? In this day of electronic devices and Google, many assume the local library to be redundant. However, did you know today’s librarian is an expert in technology and social media? They pin images and tweet. They read voraciously and can recommend not only the hottest romance, but also books on philosophy and knitting and how to train your puppy. They can help you. And most libraries offer ebooks for free now! It’s a wonderful resource and unless you have trouble with keeping your date dues straight, it’s generally free of charge! Talk to your librarian. Use her knowledge. She’s only too happy to help you find what you need. And while you’re there, check out some romance books. The more you do, the more the library will buy them, which supports all your favorite romance authors.

Thank you.

Guest Blogger Capri Montgomery

When the Heart BreaksHold on a sec, Capri. Just checking to see if the room is free … yep, all clear.  Come on in and make yourself comfortable on the purple velvet couch. Thanks so much for agreeing to come by and visit today.

Ooh, velvet…I like. Thanks so much for having me.

I see you write in several subgenres of romance. Which genre or subgenre is your favorite? 

Picking a favorite is nearly impossible. I like them all. If I had to narrow it down I would say suspense and science fiction are the two I prefer.

What drew you to write in those genres?

I read a lot of mystery books growing up. When I started writing beyond poetry, mystery is where I found myself. As I got older I found myself building relationships into the stories. One of the editors of a magazine I published a short story in called me a “shipper” and I had no idea what he meant at the time. Later I realized what he meant. I build relationships in my stories. Science fiction or suspense I have a tendency to delve into the psychological complications of romantic relationships and I explore them. It just made sense with my love of suspense and science fiction combined with my “shipper” tendencies to write suspense romance and science fiction with a hint of romance.

 You self-publish your books.  How has that worked for you? What tips or advice can you offer an author looking to self-publish?

I have published with publishers in the past and for the most part, when it came to fictional writing publications, it didn’t work out so well for me. Trust is sometimes given to people and companies that it really shouldn’t be given to. I learned some hard lessons. Sadly, I think the experience left a bitter taste in my mouth. I stopped publishing fiction for a while and stuck with focusing on non-fictional pieces for magazines and websites. While I wrote fiction for myself I didn’t publish. Life circumstances landed me in a place where I figured I should try it again. I had published through Lulu.com before, but only in print so e-books were kind of new for me. Then I found Amazon publishing options. I bounced the idea around for a while, but it was my mother who really propelled me forward when she said, “why not,” as in what do you have to lose. So I went the way of Amazon.

There are ups and there are downs to anything, but I would say that it feels good to be able to do something I love and still be able to pay the bills. This is all I have. I don’t have a husband to fall back on, and I don’t have a retirement check coming in. This is it so I make it work the best I can. So far it has been relatively good to me.

My advice to any author looking to self publish would be to know your end goal. If you don’t know what your goals are then it’s easy to get lost. Know what you want and know what your dreams are first and then figure out if self publishing is the road that will help you get there.

You have quite a few books out. Do you work on one project at a time or multiples?

 I work on multiple books at a time.

You have several series out.  Tell us a little bit about them.

The Men of Action series involves men and women who are brave no matter the risk. Some of them are military, some are firefighters, former assassins turned bodyguard, photographers with a zest for exposing the truth, park rangers and more. They’re all characters who fight to protect the people they love and to make wrongs right.

The Special Ops series is a four segment series. The first segment is the Search and Rescue segment which follows four retired military men who started a company to go rescue the package, as they call the hostages they go after. If anybody is ever in a position where they’re held captive abroad, no matter the reason, these are the men they’ll want coming to get them and bring them home.

The Adventures Through Time series is science fiction. The Shadow Hills series is what I call a soap opera without the melodrama. The second season of Shadow Hills starts this year in July. I have the Write Me A Murder series which is suspense and mystery with romance. The Gifted Liaisons series is about everyday people with special gifts i.e. Dream Walker featuring my Cherokee Arizonan detective who can walk through dreams. I also have the Forbidden Passions series which follows the Tinsdale and Eastwick family.

 Is there one particular thing that you find challenging about writing?

When it comes to the art of writing itself I wouldn’t say there is anything I find challenging because the stories are in my head and I just have to get them on paper. The challenging part for me comes after the fact. Letting it go out there for other people to read is always hard. Just because I love my stories doesn’t mean anybody else will and in this business you have to be able to deal with the love and the hate and still keep your love and passion for writing.

What do you do to get in the mood to write?

I almost always seem to be in the mood to write. It doesn’t take much to get me there.

I see that you are a cellist – and that you have a book out with a cellist as a character — is your novel autobiographical in any way?The cellist front cover

Oh how I wish, LOL. No. I play cello. I always say I’m a C.I.T. (Cellist in Training). But I am nowhere near as good as any of my characters. My knowledge of the instrument and previous school-orchestra (on violin) experience does give me insight into what my characters have to go through for music so it does help in my writing. The Cellist definitely benefited from my studies, but it’s not autobiographical at all.



Some quick questions:

What is your guilty pleasure?

I’m not sure I have a guilty pleasure. Hmmm…something to think about I guess.

 Who is your favorite author?

Linda Howard is one of my favorites in the suspense romance genre.

What are you reading now?

Currently I’m editing so I don’t have any new books that I’m reading now. I just took a break and read After the Storm by Claudy Conn, which I enjoyed reading very much.

 Sex or chocolate?

Chocolate. I’m not a huge fan of chocolate but if I have to pick I’ll still pick chocolate.

Pajamas, nightgown, or nothing at all?

Nightgown, but in winter I’ll wear whatever is warmest.

Alpha-males or beta-males?

In books I like an alpha and sometimes a beta can be good too. In real life I like a man with a healthy mix of both, somebody who is confident and strong without being over the top alpha or excessively beta.

Where can your readers read more about your books?

My website is a good place to look for information about current and upcoming books www.caprimontgomerybooks.com

Where can your readers reach you?

I can be reached at the following places:

Website: www.caprimontgomerybooks.com

Blog: http://caprimontgomery.wordpress.com/

Newsletter: http://caprimontgomerybooks.com/blog/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/caprimontgomerybooks?ref=hl

What book are you sharing with us today? Tell us a little bit about it.

When the Heart Breaks is one of my non series books and what I call a dramatic romance.

When Seona Carson asks her husband and sister to watch over each other after she dies she couldn’t have known just how much that one request would alter their lives forever.  The promise they make does not come without a price. Ailey and Antonio are complete opposites and now that their common connector is gone being around each other brings frustration and pain. But when the tears clear and the heart starts to mend the bond these two form starts to push beyond friendship. Now that Ailey’s heart is on the line how can she know if Antonio is falling for her because of the woman she is and not just because she’s identical to the woman he lost?

When the Heart Breaks is a dramatic romance that test the bounds of love, friendship, obligation and heartbreak. At the end of the day two people must decide if love is strong enough to hold them together, or weak enough to rip them apart.

 Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share?


“She was worried something could have happened to you. I asked around the area trying to see if anybody saw you and they hadn’t which told me you were still on that island.” He said grouchily.

“Why worry then?”

“She thought you might hurt yourself.”

She looked at him incredulously. “What was I going to do; throw myself into the rocky waters below?”

He shrugged. “I do recall you telling Seona it was too bad they couldn’t put her brain in your body. Sounds like you were okay with dying then.”

To save her sister’s life she sure as heck would be, but she wasn’t suicidal now. “You probably would have liked it if they could.”

“Probably,” he said. “At least I’d still have her.”

She looked at him in shock for a minute and then nearly screamed in frustration. “Do us both a favor, make your weekly check-in calls and go on with your life.” She pushed the unlock button and the second she did he locked it back. She tried it again, but he had already switched off the controls so that he was the only one with control over the door locks. She sat back and looked at him with anger in her eyes. This was not the way she wanted things to work between them.

“Listen here,” he growled. “You meant a lot to Seona and I get that. She asked me to do this and while you might be okay with dishonoring her dying wish I’m not. So I will call to check on you and I will hold up my promise to help you through this.”

“Oh and I won’t?”

“Seems like you’re already looking for ways to get out of it to me.”

“Whatever. I have tried to be nice to you. I know you’re hurting right now and I’m hurting too, but I will not let you talk to me like this. I will not sit here and let you take your anger out on me.”

He shook his head. “Stick to your end of the promise and I’ll stick to mine. I’ll check on you next week.”

She bit her tongue to hold back her anger. “You know my number.” She jerked on the door handle but the door still wouldn’t unlock. She looked over to him sitting there with that smug expression on his face that she wanted to slap off of it. “Open the door,” her tone was terse.

“I’m planning to stop by to check on you. I’ll bring you tea or whatever it is you drink. Then I’ll call you later in the week too. Perhaps that’s what you need.”

She laughed. “Me…me…what I need? You know, forget it. I’m not going to get into a pissing match with you over who is hurting more. We’re both hurting. Let’s just allow understanding for that. We’re going to hurt in our own way and that’s perfectly normal.”

He shrugged. “There’s nothing normal about the way I feel,” he said as he unlocked the door.


“Go,” he said. “I’ll be seeing you soon.”


This one is available now in both print and e-book. Ebook versions can be found on:



Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/capri-montgomery

While print can be found via Lulu.com:  www.lulu.com/haremnights

Guest – Shoshanna Evers

We have a very special guest on the purple velvet couch today. Shoshanna Evers is here! I connected with Shoshanna on Twitter a year or so ago – after I read her Amazon Erotica Bestseller “Overheated.” I’ve learned that not only is she a talented writer, she’s a nice person who loves to connect with her readers (and other authors) as well. 

Shoshanna is gearing up for the release of Enslaved – book one in her new Enslaved Trilogy from Simon & Schuster’s Pocket Star – and is here today to talk about billionaires…and why we want them to do dirty things to us. I don’t know about you all, but I can’t wait!

Billionaire Erotica

Thanks for having me on your blog, Parker!

Let’s talk about why it’s fun to read and write about billionaires, like the BAD Boys in the Enslaved Trilogy. 🙂

Well, for me, I’m not a billionaire. Not even close. And I don’t even know any billionaires personally (boo). But…whenever I buy a lottery ticket (which would only make me a paltry “multi-millionaire” instead of the oh-so-coveted billionaire, LOL) I totally do the whole “all it takes is a dollar and a dream” thing.

Yeah, imagining what I’d do if money was simply not an issue is fun. I think of all of the things I could fund. The people in my life I could help. I imagine never having to do laundry or dishes again. Not having to worry about cooking dinner, since… you know, I’d have a personal chef!

And when I start dreaming like that, I get excited. My heart beats faster. I get an adrenaline rush if I can actually get myself to the point where I imagine it’s real instead of a fantasy. Same way I feel when I’m reading or writing hot sex.

Now imagine if a billionaire was incredibly sexy and he wanted YOU. He wants to fuck you with that hard body of his, shower you with gifts, and give you a couple million dollars to donate to your favorite charity (um…that happens in Enslaved). It may not be in the realm of our day-to-day realities, but it sure is fun to escape into the fantasy for a few hours…

Enslaved_02 Blurb for Enslaved, Book One in the Enslaved Trilogy

from Simon & Schuster’s Pocket Star:

From a red-hot erotica writer comes an original eBook—a sensual romp across the playgrounds of the unbelievably rich and extremely sexy.

Elisabeth Anderson has seen Trevor and his friends at the infamous Manhattan BDSM club WhipperSnapper, where everyone calls them the BAD Boys, for “Billionaire Arrogant Doms.” The BAD Boys—Trevor Brooks, Marc Wilde, and Roman Chase—are aptly named; they’ve made money hand over fist due to their aggressive investing at the Brooks Wilde Chase Fund. These guys are so rich they can get away with anything, or so the rumors go.

Trevor gives Elisabeth full reign of his estate in Westchester, letting her do as she pleases. He has only two rules. Rule One: she must obey and submit to him while she is living in his house. Rule Two: always answer the blue cell phone. She’s happy to oblige, because being with Trevor makes her want to obey, to love him the way he seems to be falling for her. But Elisabeth’s never been good at being the quiet sub; she’s feisty and gets off on the punishments more than she does by pleasing Trevor.

Elizabeth can’t submit to Trevor the way he needs her to, so his friend and business partner (and fellow BAD Boy) Roman takes her in hand. But love triangles can have sharp edges…and somebody’s bound to get hurt.

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And here’s an adults-only excerpt that you won’t find in the sample pages!

An excerpt from Enslaved, Book One in the Enslaved Trilogy

Copyright 2012 Shoshanna Evers

Simon & Schuster Pocket Star, All Rights Reserved

Elisabeth unlocked the door and went to the bed, kneeling. She remained as motionless as possible, her eyes shut, to give Trevor the chance to see her before she saw him.

What was going to happen? To spend one evening getting flogged in public was one thing, but to be alone in a bedroom with a Dom she’d met once before was another.

The door didn’t squeak on its hinges as it opened, but she heard it quietly latch shut. And a click as the lock turned in place.

She trusted Gregory, and Gregory said to trust Trevor. Which is why she shouldn’t be so frightened suddenly. Weren’t they just bantering on the blue cell phone not a moment before?

Yes. She could trust Trevor.

She must—at this point, there was no going back. Or was there?


So now she was alone now with him. With Trevor.

Elisabeth could sense he was quite close to her, despite being unable to see him, her eyes still shut. A whiff of expensive cologne that reminded her of something—someone?—and then the heat of his hand on her chilled face.

She whimpered, scared now.

She didn’t know this man. What he was into. What he’d do to her, or make her do to him. Men had some kinky tastes, that she did know.

“Are you okay doing this?” he asked. “Do I have your consent?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Open your eyes, Elisabeth. Look at me.”

She obeyed, and saw he’d dimmed the lighting, casting the guest bedroom in shadow, though still softly lit. Sconces on the walls threw golden highlights across the mahogany furniture.

“You look frightened,” Trevor whispered. “Were you scared I was going to slap you?”

Why would such a gorgeous man want her, when he could have anyone? His dark hair, neatly trimmed, contrasted sharply with green eyes the color of the emerald ring her mother had given her before she passed. Of course, that emerald was of poor quality, cloudy with flecks of—

“You need to answer me when I ask you a direct question,” Trevor prompted.

Well, then. Let the games begin.

“I forgot the question,” she lied, and gave him what Gregory always called her “brat face,” but that she preferred to think of as a cheeky grin.

“Then I imagine you’re not too frightened to continue.”

Elisabeth laughed. Trevor was totally different from Gregory. From the flogging he’d given her at the club it was clear he knew what he was doing. So what did he need her for? Certainly not to practice on.

“Keep laughing, princess.”

She promptly shut her mouth, her gaze flickering involuntarily over to the large duffel bag on the low dresser across the room. He’d brought it in with him.

“I don’t like to slap faces, but I will make it difficult for you to sleep comfortably tonight.”

“Sorry, sir,” she replied, as nonchalantly as possible, hoping to make it clear she wasn’t sorry. Her nerves continued their skitter jangle, but now she was in her element. She knew how to force a man to earn her respect.

Technically she was supposed to submit to and respect him automatically because Gregory had ordered her to, but that’s not how it worked for her. Never had.

“No you’re not,” he said.

“I’m not,” she agreed. “I’m a fucking masochist. A pain-slut, remember? Do your worst.”

Trevor reached out casually and grabbed her by her hair, twisting the black strands in his fingers until she felt the sting on her scalp. “As you wish.”


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About Shoshanna Evers:


Critically-acclaimed author Shoshanna Evers has written dozens of sexy stories including Amazon Erotica Bestseller Overheated. Her work has been featured in Best Bondage Erotica 2012 and Best Bondage Erotica 2013, the Penguin/Berkley Heat anthology Agony/Ecstasy, and numerous erotic BDSM novellas including Chastity Belt and Punishing the Art Thief from Ellora’s Cave Publishing.

The non-fiction anthology Shoshanna Evers edited and contributed to, How To Write Hot Sex: Tips from Multi-Published Erotic Romance Authors, is a #1 Bestseller in the Authorship, Erotica Writing Reference, and Romance Writing categories.

Her BDSM erotic romance The Enslaved Trilogy releases April 8th, 2013 from Simon & Schuster’s Pocket Star imprint.

Shoshanna is a New York native who now lives with her family and two big dogs in Los Angeles, California. She welcomes emails from readers and writers, and loves to interact on Twitter and Facebook.

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Bringing the Heat

In my latest works, both as Christy Gissendaner and Robin Danner, I struggled long and hard with upping the heat level. Despite my use of the fun “dirty” words, I always seem to be characterized as “sweet” or “sensual”.  Apparently my plot tends to overshadow the romance, so I set out to bring the heat this time around.

As a reader, I find myself torn. Repetitive sex scenes I tend to flip through. Yet I get mad if the sex never seems to happen. Like most gals, I always thought Jane Austen needed a bit of scrumping in her books. So how do I, as an author, find the fine line between romance and just plain porn?

For Robin, I was continuing my Princes series. It was the fourth book in the series, so to up the heat level at this point in the game seemed risky. But as my heroine was a widow, it’s completely understandable that her bedroom activities would be a bit hotter than the typical virginal gal I normally write about.

As Christy, I totally went out in left field to create my latest work. Having Cake is a story of what happens when one heroine’s birthday celebration ends in some really hot happenings between her and her crush and ex-boyfriend. It’s my first ever menage-type story and completely different from what I usually write. I’ve had the heroine choose between two men, but never had all three in the same bed…ahem or hot tub, as the case may be.

Here’s where I need help from ya’ll. As readers, do you want really strong plot-driven romance? Or do you want lighter stories with just tons of fantastic sex?