Monday, September 1, 2014

Author Amanda Meuwissen

I’m a Writer Because I Want to Change Lives

I’m the youngest of five children and my closest in age sister is six years older, so I had a lot of time as a child as just me, and a lot of time alone with my parents once I was a teenager. I could basically be considered both a youngest child and an only child, and my personality reflects that.

I also moved out into the country away from any nearby kids my age when I was only five years old, so I spent a lot of time playing alone. This, I feel, really fueled my imagination, because I was always outside in the trees fighting dragons, or deep in my toys thinking up fantastical tales. That was my entertainment.

That and TV, movies, and video games, which I devoured liberally all my childhood and which helped me develop an instant love of all forms of storytelling. It was inevitable that I would want to create my own stories. I wrote from an early age, though for years it didn’t occur to me to pursue being a writer. I wrote for me, and eventually for those few early fans of my fanfiction.

Finally, Junior year of high school when I was trying to decide where to attend college and what I wanted to major in, I realized that my two greatest loves were writing and acting. What finally made the choice between the two for me was a comment on one of my fanfics at the time.

There was a fanfic by another author that I had adored, dealing with depression and eventual suicide. I contacted her to say how much I loved it but that I really wished the character could have lived, that they could have found some hope. She agreed, but hadn’t been able to write it herself in a way that worked. She handed it over to me to create an alternate ending where the character was able to find some peace, at least enough to strive forward.

I received an anonymous review from someone who said that what I wrote really touched them, during a time when they were truly depressed and considering suicide themselves, and that it had made them stop and reevaluate why they needed to keep going. I was so dumbstruck, so touched that something I wrote could do that for someone that I knew I could never do anything else.

I strive with every piece of writing to maybe, just maybe, reach someone again as I did then. That mere possibility that we could change someone’s life for the better is all the reason anyone needs to take up the pen.

The Incubus Saga
by Amanda Meuwissen



INCUBUS: Nathan only ever wanted a normal life, but for him, life, family, and love are anything but normal.

On the other side of the Veil, dark and light fae exist outside the knowledge of most humans. Nathan Grier was born human, but his twin brother Jim is a changeling. On the run since they were children, time for both of them is running out. Turning to fae hunter Sasha Kelly for help, Nathan must soon face his growing feelings for the other man while trying to save himself and his brother from a fate worse than death.

CHANGELING: Nathan Grier’s dark fae bounty looms overhead. As he faces the very real threat of becoming a slave to the bounty’s owner, his brother Jim uses his changeling abilities more and more trying to save him. Every changeling throughout history turns evil once their powers manifest, meaning time may be running out for both of them as Jim nears True Awakening.

Fae hunter and incubus, Sasha Kelly, is prophesized to save Nathan, but while Nathan has embraced his feelings for the other man, he fears their time together will be cut short—either from his impending fate…or Jim’s.



Incubus Excerpt

Nathan Grier hit the ground hard on his hands and knees, gasping for breath. Traveling through the Veil with Jim had always been so effortless. Nathan had forgotten how much his brother’s presence protected him. Without Jim, even a brief trip just hurt everywhere.

Pushing up from the ground and sitting back on his heels, Nathan gulped down air to steady his pulse. He looked around quickly, taking in the dark landscape. It was still night but there was light steadily growing on the horizon.

He did not have much time.

Nathan struggled to his feet and took a few pained steps forward to the edge of the cliff. Below was St. Brides Bay, empty of divers and kayaks at this early hour. Normally, Nathan would be able to clearly see the lush green hills, steep drop-offs, and spattering of flowers that had not yet died with the growing autumn cold, but for now the world was covered in darkness.

He pulled his jacket more tightly around him, swallowing hard as he peered down the long expanse to the beach below. The wind was whipping harshly through his short black hair as if it desired nothing more than to see him blown right over the edge.

Turning back to the Veil doorway he had come from, Nathan saw that it was no longer visible, though he knew it was still there. He had crossed the ocean in search of a Power Point strong enough to summon a Messenger. The doorway was where the Messenger would appear.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Amanda Meuwissen is the author of The Incubus Saga and the novelette The Collector. She has a Bachelor of Arts in a personally designed major from St. Olaf College in Creative Writing, and has been writing and posting online for many years, including maintaining the blog for the customer engagement company Outsell. She spent a summer writing screenplay script coverages for a company in L.A., and is an avid writer and consumer of fiction through film, prose, and video games.

Amanda also serves as COO and Managing Editor for She oversees editing and series selection, as well as being involved in marketing and promotion, and is featured as a narrator for several BWN series.

Amanda lives in Minneapolis, MN, with her husband, John, and their cats, Helga and Sasha (no connection to the incubus of the same name).


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Amanda will be awarding a digital copy of both Incubus and Changeling to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Labor Day

Labor is the burden of our being,
A weight that weds us firmly to the earth,
Blessed servitude that serves a common meaning
On which each may erect a sense of worth.
Remember, then, the beauty of a calling
Demanding both integrity and skill:
A dancer in the drifts of early morning,
Yet traveling towards sunset through sheer will.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Excerpt of Wild Marauders MC

Almost done with this story friends. This unedited excerpt is from Lynch's point of view -

I took Kat to my office and continued through the room to where my bedroom was located. Pulling her inside the room, I slammed the door shut and released her. She turned to face me, slamming her hands on her hips. Sweet fuck! Her nipples were practically poking through the silk covering them and putting her hands on her hips only stretched the material tighter. But what really got to me was the arousal on her flushed face. I was glad to see that I wasn’t the only one confused over the fucking lust hammering at us.

I looked her up and down, crossing my arms over my chest. “Take it off.”

Her jaw dropped and her eyes grew round. “What?”

“Take it off. It doesn’t belong to you.” I glared pointedly at her top. She was going to have to learn to stop taking things without asking first. As far as I was concerned, this was a fucking lesson.

“Where’s my shirt?” she asked, looking around the room.

“Your shirt belongs to the club now. You belong to me. Now take it off.”

"I'm not a fucking piece of property!" she frowned. "I don't belong to anyone."

I could see the stubbornness in the tilt of her chin. For a moment we stared each other down. Jesus she was a pain in the ass. I had half a mind to give her to Chicken to take care of.

"You're crazy if you think I'm going to strip for you!" she hissed. "You're a pig!"

I narrowed my gaze at her insult, raising an eyebrow. "Is that the best you can do?" I don't know why I was putting up with her shit. The whole situation with her was turning into one big fuck-up.

With a huff she swung around and proceeded to pull the top out of the waistband of her jeans.

“No, baby.” She turned her head enough to look over her shoulder at me. “I want to see those tits.”

She turned back to me.If looks could kill I’d be dead but I didn’t let it bother me. My gut told me that she was fighting against something between us, too. Once the top was free of her pants she reached for the hem and brought it up and over her head. She threw the garment at me, her large tits bouncing with her movement. By the time I caught it and glanced back she’d crossed her arms over my favorite parts. With a snarl I tossed the top aside and went to her.

"Don't touch me!" she said, backing up with nowhere to go. A gasp escaped her when I backed her up against the wall.

“I told you I want to see your tits, and that includes your nipples.” I grabbed her wrists and jerked her arms apart, my gaze zeroing in on her magnificent, big nippled tits. Shit, I knew they were the real deal. I reached forward and covered them, squeezing the heavy mounds until she reacted.

The breath hissed from Kat and I knew I had to have a lick.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Look What's Available for Pre-order!

You can pre-order Out of Control at Amazon, Smashwords or All Romance Ebooks right now friends!
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Logan Knight is recuperating from a fire that killed his two best friends. Libby Turner is on a mission to keep her beloved grandmother out of an assisted living facility. From the moment the two meet, sparks fly and they can't keep their hands off each other. Can they stick to their plan of keeping their relationship strictly sexual or do they give in to the love that claims their hearts?

***Previously released as It's All in the Jeans at Whiskey Creek Press under the author's real name.***

Friday, August 22, 2014

Best Seller!

I got a nice surprise when I went to All Romance Ebooks yesterday and saw that Touch Me is a best seller! Nice, huh?  

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Stone by Rie Warren

Welcome to the cover reveal for STONE: AT YOUR SERVICE an erotic romance by Rie Warren, coming September 25th to a book retailer near you! This post is part of a tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions.

Rie will award a Carolina Bad Boys swag pack including an ARC of Stone to a randomly drawn winner during the tour via the rafflecopter at the end of this post (International winner).

Check out this gorgeous cover and find out more about the upcoming release:

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And here's what the story is about!

One bad boy mechanic, one sexy romance writer, and an impossible situation. Hell on wheels? More like hell in high heels.

Bad boy mechanic Josh Stone likes to get his hands dirty any way he can—the filthier, the better. Ever since his wife walked out on him and their young son, he’s only had room in his heart for two loves: the kid and cars.

Roped into playing his best buddy’s gay boyfriend during a romance writers convention, the player meets the girl who’s gonna rock his world. Leelee Songchild. Shy, bashful, beautiful Leelee who blushes at the drop of a hat yet writes hardcore smut to rival Josh’s backlist of Penthouse Forum.

The only problem is his hands are tied. Josh can’t stab his old friend/fake lover in the back even though all he wants to do is take luscious Leelee to bed, and maybe, love her. When the truth comes out, all hell breaks loose. Too bad romance is just for books.

WARNING: Uncompromisingly hot sex, hilarious hijinks, and heartfelt romance—STONE is a triple threat.

How about a sneak peek to whet your appetite?

Ramada’s valet parking sucked balls and cost a mint. The hotel was lit up like a fairytale palace—or a whorehouse, depending how you looked at it--with people coming and going. It was busier than Stone's before a holiday weekend, when everyone in the tri-counties seemed to get a flat tire. Bellhops wearing pained grins pushed wheeled-carts toppling over with boxes from the convention attendees through the carousel doors.

I wielded our cart into the lobby, following Nicky as he strolled up to the check-in desk. His demeanor changed the second we walked through the doors. Gone was the scrappy South Cackalackee bruiser who knew how to take a hit and knock a fucker to the ground. He rolled up the sleeves on his oxford twice, neatened his hair back into a slick knot, and greeted people with effortless charm.

While we stood in line and he made small talk here and there, a commotion at the back of the queue drew my attention. A gal wrangled with her cart and then watched—eyes and mouth open wide—as four boxes crashed to the floor. Books, dresses, shoes, wigs . . . lingerie swam onto the polished marble floor.

I noticed her cock-up with the cart first.

Her legs second.

Her tits third.

Her face last.

Holy fuck.

“Who the hell is that?” I whispered, pointing at the babe surrounded by ten tons of shit spilling all over the floor.

Nicky glanced over my shoulder. “No idea. New kid on the block, I guess.”

“I’m gonna go help her.” I shouldered through the crowd and squatted down before her. “Need a hand?” Because one thing Ma had taught me was always help out a woman in need.

She blew a tendril of the lightest red hair from her brow. “I’d sure appreciate it.”

And I was a goner.

I packed her stuff back up under her guidance and stacked it smartly onto the cart, willing myself not to look at her as I stepped back. Definitely not remembering the lace, the frills, the full-on feminine lingerie I’d handled.

“My knight in shinin’ armor?”

Shaking my head, I backed away. I saw Nicky at the elevators, waiting for me. “Not really, miss.”

Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. 
A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.

You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. 


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I have a VIRUS!

Just popping in to let you know I haven't posted much lately due to my computer being at the doctors. Yes, it has a bad virus! My old computer, the one I'm typing on now, sucks. Half the time it won't even sign onto the Internet. 

So I dropped my computer off Saturday morning with the promise it would only be a couple of days. Here it is Wednesday, so I called them and was told they couldn't find my computer. What!!?? They had the empty computer case I'd dropped it off in, though. 

After about an hour the guy called me back. We found it! But it had been forgotten and they still needed to finish getting the virus off. He told me to give him a couple of hours and he would personally take care of it so I could pick it up tonight. 

Well, we'll see...

Friday, August 15, 2014

Review for Touch Me Got Me to Thinking...

I have two interracial romances out right now and Touch Me recently received a nice 4-star review. Part of the review said,  "I don't remember the author ever mentioning their racial background. Don't get me wrong, it's well written and the characters are like able. Great sex scenes."  Do you have to mention the racial background? The cover clearly shows that the couple are interracial, and since this is the interracial version of Up in Flames, I did go through the story and make the necessary changes with regard to the heroine. It didn't amount to much, because even though the heroine in Up in Flames is white, the only thing in that version that indicates she's white, other than the cover, is her blond hair and eye color.

In Touch Me I changed it to black hair and brown eyes.

I've read several multicultural books. I don't recall the author going out of his/her way to state the racial background because I assumed if one of the characters on the cover is African American, Asian, Native American or any other race that that is the kind of hero or heroine in the story. 

Wouldn't you? I'm serious. I've never thought about it before. Maybe I take it for granted that readers will know when they pick up one of my stories that the cover pretty much explains the race of my main characters. 

Man, my brain hurts when I have to think! lol

Monday, August 11, 2014

On to Something?

I am pleasantly surprised that the interracial version of Up in Flames, Touch Me, has hit the ground running! Maybe I'm on to something, offering the same story in a different version. It didn't take much to go in and make a few changes to one of my main characters, a new cover and title, to be able to offer it to a new audience. 

My daughter, being married to an African American, has been bugging me to include one as the hero in one of my stories. 

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Touch Me Excerpt

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right after the elevator scene...

“You okay?”

His concern was touching. She smiled. “Very.”

The elevator began to move. Ohmygod! Talk about bad timing. Their gazes met. James moved quickly and hit the button to stop it. Rachel’s eyes rounded with fear but before she could say anything, he hit the button to the tenth floor.

“What, where are we going?” She tried to calm herself. The elevator was moving again and in a matter of seconds, she would be out.

“There’s no way in hell we’re going down like this.” He removed his shirt and brought it around Rachel’s shoulders. Then bent and scooped up her clothing. “We’re going to my office.”

The doors opened. Rachel rushed out, unconcerned with her undressed state. She sucked in several lung full’s of fresh air-conditioned air. A quick glance told her they were alone. The clock on the wall revealed it was almost seven-ten. The whole building was probably empty by now.

James passed her and she followed him to his office. He closed and locked the door behind them. She watched him toss her clothes to the sofa, and turn on a desk lamp. When he turned to face her, his gaze traveled down her body in a lingering, visual caress. Remembering her pussy was exposed, Rachel pulled his shirt around her. A crooked grin covered his face, too sexy for words. Suddenly she felt exposed and shy. They’d just had smoking hot sex in the elevator, where did they go from there?

He walked back to her with a lazy, satisfied look on his face, the glaze of their recent intimacy still evident in his eyes. Rachel tried to avoid looking down at his pants, when she knew they were still unzipped and parted. Excitement filled her senses. Cum was running down the inside of her thigh and she resisted rubbing her legs together to stop the tickle. She began to tingle all over, anticipating that they would fuck again. She’d enjoyed his magnificent cock inside her and wanted to experience it again.

“What do we do now?” she asked when James halted within an inch from her.

“I want to see all of you. Take your clothes off.”

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

INTOXICATED by Jeana E. Mann

Jeana is here today discussing how she comes up with her book titles, and her newest release, INTOXICATED. Plus, she's offering up an Amazon GC!

As a reader, the first two things that catch my eye when selecting a book are a snazzy cover and an intriguing book title. It is the book title that draws me in, piques my curiosity, and begs me to open the cover. As a writer, the title has to be a perfect conveyance of plot, genre, characters, and location without being too long or too short, too simple or too complicated. I prefer one-word titles for my current Felony Romance series and as a reader I’m drawn to one-word titles as well. The quest for a perfect one-word title is a never-ending challenge.

Inspiration hits me at the oddest times. Sometimes it’s a song lyric that I hear while I’m in the car driving. Other times it’s a phrase spoken by a friend. The best book titles appear from nowhere, on a billboard beside the road or on a scrap of paper meant for the trash can. I keep a list of potential book titles on my cell phone where I record all those spontaneous little bits of information and a master list on my computer. I actually came up with the title of my first novel, Intoxicated, before I developed the context for the book.

I don’t know how many times I’ve been deep in conversation with someone and said, “Wait a minute! That would be a great book title. I’ve got to write that down.”

by Jeana E. Mann


Love is intoxicating, but the hangover can be agony...

Conservative, straight-laced Ally Taylor has the perfect life – successful fiancé, beautiful home, great career – until she catches her fiancé and best friend in bed. Desperate to shake off the sting of rejection, Ally heads to Felony, a notorious heavy metal club on the bad side of town. Even more dangerous than the bar is Jack Jameson, the hunky alpha male bartender whose smoldering dark eyes and dimpled smile turns her common sense to mush and her knees to noodles. After eight long years in a failed romance, the last thing Ally wants is to hook up with someone like Jack, but she can’t help wondering if he’s really as good in bed as his reputation suggests.

Jack Jameson has had his eye on Ally for months, drawn to her smart mouth and tightly wound self-control. When Jack finds Ally sitting on a barstool in his club, heartbroken and miserable, he’s more than happy to offer a little heat between the sheets to distract her. Too bad Ally’s not interested in his “hit-it-and-quit-it” philosophy. If only Jack could convince Ally that he’s tired of the endless parade of girls through his bedroom, she might see him in a different light.

When Jack and Ally get together, everything goes wrong and it’s more than either of them bargained for. Ally’s got serious trust issues and a need for control that makes Jack crazy. Jack’s got more baggage than an airline carousel; the constant stream of women from his past stirs up all of Ally’s insecurities. Can Ally overlook Jack’s womanizing past and learn to trust him? Will Jack be able to commit to just one woman or will a secret from his past ruin everything?


Her cell phone rang and like an automaton, she answered it.

“Popsicle?” The voice on the other end of the call was deep and masculine, slightly rough, like gravel underneath silk.

“Jack?” Dismay gave way to pleasure at the sound of his voice, followed by a fluttering between her legs.

He chuckled, the sound warming her numb body. “Hi, baby. I missed having lunch with you today.”

“Look –– it’s really not a good time, Jack.”

“Why not?” He paused and she could picture the unlit cigarette dangling from his lips as he spoke, a gleam in his dark eyes. “What are you doing?”

Oh, hell, she thought. Why fight it? She felt like a salmon swimming upstream only to be pushed back time and time again. The strength to resist had ebbed away with her latest disappointment.

“Uh, well, I’m sitting in a parking garage staring at the wall.”

“Bad day, baby?” His voice lowered to a caress that raised goose bumps on her arms. For some reason, the compassion in his voice brought tears to her eyes.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I’m having a bad day.”

“Come and see me,” he said. “I can make you forget all about it.” Like a lamb being lured to slaughter, she was powerless to resist him when he spoke in that tone.

“I’m not sure you can,” she replied as she traced the curve of the steering wheel with a finger.

“Such a pessimist. Come and see me,” he repeated, his voice turned seductive. “And take your panties off before you get here.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jeana Mann is the author of sizzling hot contemporary romance. Her debut release Intoxicated was a First Place Winner of the 2013 Cleveland Rocks Romance Contest and a finalist for the 2014 Carolyn Readers Choice Award.

Jeana was born and raised in Indiana where she lives today with her two crazy rat terriers Mildred and Mabel. She graduated from Indiana University with a degree in Speech and Hearing, something totally unrelated to writing. When she’s not busy dreaming up steamy romance novels, she loves to travel anywhere and everywhere. Over the years she climbed the ruins of Chichen Iza in Mexico, snorkeled along the shores of Hawaii, sailed around Jamaica, ate gelato on the steps of the Pantheon in Rome, and explored the ancient city of Pompeii. More important than the places she’s been are the people she has met along the way.

Be sure to connect with Jeana on Facebook or follow along on Twitter for the latest news regarding her upcoming releases.


Twitter: / @JeanaEMann
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Monday, August 4, 2014

Switching Things Up

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I've been thinking about this for a long time now, and I've finally done it. I don't know of any other author who has tried this, and I'm hoping that it will be a success. 

My first self-published little story, Up in Flames was mainly written to give readers a taste of my writing style. It was also my way of testing the waters of self-publishing, a big step where the author is basically in control of everything with regard to the book. Between Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Nobles it has received 80 reviews and is rated a solid four out of five stars.

Anyone who's read the story knows that both main characters are white. I've been wanting to try something that I sure hope doesn't offend anyone, or wind up biting me in the butt. If it does what I hope it does it will be worth taking this step. 

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I decided to offer Up in Flames as a multicultural erotic romance under the name Touch Me. The new cover speaks for itself, and I've added a disclaimer to let readers know that if they read Up in Flames they will want to pass on this story. With a few minor changes I turned my heroine into a beautiful, African American woman. The story is the same. 

I'm really interested in knowing what you think about this idea.

Up in Flames is still available.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Sexy Siesta Series by Talina Perkins

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TITLE – Book #1 – His By Sunrise TITLE – Book #2 – Tequila Sunset SERIES – Sexy Siesta AUTHOR – Talina Perkins GENRE – contemporary erotic romance, military PUBLICATION DATE His by Sunrise, April 2nd, 2014 Tequila Sunset, June 24th, 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) His By Sunrise – 15,000 word count Tequila Sunset – 22,000 word count PUBLISHER – Indie Published COVER ARTIST – Bookin’ It Designs

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His By Sunrise, Book #1:

Forbidden Love Has Never Been So Tempting. . .

Isabella Marie thinks putting Blake in her rearview mirror will save them both from certain heartache. But when the sudden death of Blake’s father brings the Marine home before she can make her escape, Isabella is forced to acknowledge leaving Blake isn’t something she’s ready to do.

Honor bound by a promise to keep his hands off his best friend’s sister, Captain Blake Mitchell can look but never touch the only woman that lights his world on fire. Blake’s desires burn hotter than ever, but will he be able to throw away his late best friend’s trust to capture Isabella’s heart? If this mission fails, he’ll be stripped of the only woman he can ever love.

Tequila Sunset, Book #2:

What happens in Cabos stays in Cabos…

Lieutenant Gabriel Daniels is through waiting. Celebrating the wedding of his best friend, he’s determined to win the heart of one stubborn sexy Latina. He’s ready to throw down until she sees things his way. But when danger arises and threatens to take her away from him, he’ll stop at nothing to secure her safety first. Even if it means going toe to toe with a Mexican drug lord to prove the power of his love.

No one understands heartache like Esmeralda Vega. Losing her father to war and her mother to alcoholism, Esmeralda doesn’t believe in opening her heart to love. Left alone to raise her sister and carry on the family business, Esmeralda is faced with losing everything if she doesn’t find an investor, and soon. When opportunity knocks, she answers, unwittingly opening negotiations with a wanted drug lord. A night of drinks and celebrating quickly turns deadly, forcing her to accept more than she bargained for. Can Gabriel rescue Esmeralda from the clutches of evil and convince her a US Marine is just right for her in only one night?


HIS BY SUNRISE: >> Holding Onto Heaven (Nickelback) >> Gotta Get Me Some (Nickelback) >> Drunk On You (Luke Bryan) >> Crash My Party (Luke Bryan) >> Losing My Mind (Daughtry) >> Lovin' You Is Fun (Easton Corbin) >> Complicated (Avril Lavingne) >>Wish You Were Here (Avril Lavingne)

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TEQUILA SUNSET >>Set It On Fire (My Darkest Days) >>Move Your Body (My Darkest Days) >>Moviendo Caderas ( Daddy Yankee) >> El Amante- The Lover (Daddy Yankee ft. J Alvarez ) >>Talk Dirty (Jason Derulo) >> Bailando-Dancing (Enrique Iglesias)

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Strong arms slowly embraced her from behind. She tried to pull away, but if she wanted to be honest with herself—it just felt right. This moment. This man. His light aftershave enveloped her like a balm to her wounds. She leaned back and let out a sigh. Just make the ache go away. “Do you remember what I said to you the day we first met?” His words played in the hair against her neck while he settled his hand on her stomach. Chills tickled down the length of her spine in anticipation of the pleasure his tone promised. She nodded. “That when you close your eyes at night all you’ll see are my emerald eyes looking at you.” Her voice cracked on the last note. He ran his fingers up and down her arms while the one on her stomach pulled her snug against him. His touch was light, but the fire from the simple contact infused her skin and set her libido ablaze. Her heart softened a fraction more for the man and the power his touch held over her. As she spoke, he gently turned her around to face him. “And I meant it, sweetheart. Doesn’t matter if you decide to walk out that door. I’ll never forget the way you look at me. The way you have touched my soul. We might come at this from different angles, but there’s no denying what we feel for each other. Not any longer.” “Seems love should be easier than this, don’t you think? “Nothing is ever easy, love. I let your brother down once. Before tonight, I saw the promise I made as my penance.” He pulled her closer. “All that changed today when I thought I’d lose you forever. This,” he squeezed her just a little harder, “is all about you and me now.” She liked that. She turned. A wicked grin tilted his lips. She loved to see him smile. Especially this night. It had been so long since even the faintest hint of a smile had lit his eyes as it did now. Which brought everything back to center stage. What now? Her head screamed at her to step back across the threshold and run like hell. Her heart pushed her deeper into the warmth his words and arms offered. “Bella, look at me.” The lazy heat in his voice called to her. She licked her parched lips that burned with questions, yet she was so desperate for his lips to caress hers instead. Their gazes connected, and she had all the answers she needed. He lowered his head slowly, but she wanted more. Faster. Harder. Isabella threw her arms around him and leaped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist in one smooth motion. His hands landed firmly on her ass, pulling her closer. In a single stride he pinned her flush against the wall. Pictures clattered to the floor with only a small rug to break the fall. She broke their kiss and received a deep growl and a nip to her lip. She slid her tongue along the tender flesh and watched in awe as his gaze followed her every move. Like he couldn’t get enough of her. Her heart beat against her ribcage, threatening to burst with the love that filled her. “Take me, Blake. Not for just a night, but for now, and as long as you’ll love me. I’ll take it.” She felt vulnerable, unsure what to do now that she’d set it all out there. So she let her body react for her. “Baby, this isn’t a one night kinda thing.” His hands worked around her waist as he lowered her feet to the floor. “I am still waiting on an answer.” Solid muscle slid between her legs, opening her up to his touch. Electricity shot through her on contact. Her clit responded first with a pulse of heat that stole her breath away then gave way to delicious shocks that rocked her from head to toe. “Do you want to come for me, Isabella?”

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Ema eased out of Gabriel’s arms to face him. That same seductive tone she was powerless to resist washed over her like rich, dark chocolate, leaving her heart thundering. Hot liquid pooled in the crotch of her panties. “Like this?” She slid the buttons of her top out of their hold again and slipped the material first off one shoulder then the next before losing the material altogether. She cupped her breasts, letting her nipples slip between her fingers. A groan rattled deep within Gabe’s throat, giving her the courage to continue. “Let me see them.” He moved into her space to peel her hands away. If he kept looking at her with such fervor, she’d be lost. “God, I’ve missed you. I’ve dreamed about having you again. Just like this.” “You’ve dreamed of me, Gabriel?” His gaze simmered with a deeper passion than she’d seen before. From his kneeling position looking up at her, Ema saw the full force of the fire set deep in his eyes. The blaze burned hotter with each encounter, pulling her closer to the warmth he offered. “You know I have, precious. The proof is right here.” He guided her hand to stroke the ridge of his cock through his pants. Impressive in every way. With his forefingers and thumb, Gabe pinched both her nipples, forcing a moan from her. “I’m going to suck those delicate berries into my mouth and make you come for me. First, I want to see the rest of you.” He skimmed his fingers along her sensitive sides then worked his way toward the front clasp of her skirt. Shudders of anticipation raked through her. With the slightest touch, he had her wanting more than she could ever have. A family. A man to love her body and soul. She had to stop, pull back on her runaway emotions constantly edging her closer to him. In a flick, he released the final barrier. “Baby, I need you. We’re both in danger of me combusting right now if I don’t get you wrapped around my length soon.” Dios, he was going to be the death of her. She shouldn’t be here, but he looked at her with such intensity, as if she was his soul reason for breathing, and there was no way she could resist his allure much longer. What they had went much deeper than just lust and want. For both of them. And it scared her to the core.

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  Talina Perkins_PH 


Talina writes across multiple genres that include erotic romance, spicy military romance, and paranormal romance. Within her worlds you'll find steamy fast paced plots with unique characters filled with passion and grit. From sheriffs to military men to shape shifters and vampires, there is no hot blooded hero she doesn't love to write-and read-about.

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Saturday, August 2, 2014

Happy Weekend

I always enjoy receiving my royalty checks no matter how small or big they are, but I sure hate seeing my balance go back down to zero. lol I wanted to take this time to thank all of you who have supported me over the years and purchased my books. It means a lot to me, and I love sharing my stories. I also love hearing from you, whether it be here in the comments section, or on facebook, and in email.

The beautiful flowers I received from my wonderful son-in-law this week, for no reason other than to let me know he loves me, and I wanted to share them with you. 

Have a great weekend everyone, and do something for YOU!

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Ophelia's Lessons

The Challenge of Writing Erotic Fiction


Esmae Browder

When people ask what genre I write in, I tend to hesitate and giggle…

I know the moment I say “erotic fiction” the person will start to look at me differently. So I like to hold onto those final few seconds before I let the truth drop. It’s fun to see the comprehension cross their face as they realize what the word erotica means.

Next question is usually something like, “So do you write porn?” or “Isn’t that like smut or something?”

Both questions make me laugh. If you are an erotica fan, you know that there are all kinds of books that fall within this category. True, some of it can be pushing the envelope of being something else, but good erotica, the kind that gets your toes curling and your engine revving, is about creating a story where the sexual elements enhance the tale, drive the story even, but the end result is a well written book that keeps the reader’s interest.

One of my challenges as an erotic fiction writer is to show readers that the storyline is just as important as the sex! Without a strong narrative, the sex becomes boring. We want an emotional investment in our erotic characters just like we do with any other genre of fiction out there.

I hope the books in my Naughty Shakespeare series manage to hook you emotionally and get you hot and bothered at the same time. Shakespeare wrote these characters 400 years ago. All I did was provide them with a back story and spicy sex life. Ophelia’s Lessons is the first book in the series and is a modern day prequel to the play Hamlet. You may recall that Ophelia was a tragic, doomed character driven to madness by Hamlet’s treatment of her. Ophelia’s Lessons explains why she was so infatuated with Hamlet and the lengths she would go to in order to capture his heart. Gone is the innocent young ingénue! She is replaced by a sexually vibrant young woman ready to explore all the acts of love--even if it means sleeping with Hamlet’s best friend, Horatio.

This erotic book is definitely not the story you read in high school English class!

So what category of erotic fiction does my Naughty Shakespeare series fall under? Good question! Because of the name “Shakespeare” it may be tempting to think this is historical erotica, but actually it’s best described as erotic romance. However, there are certainly many subgenres of erotica out there like steampunk erotica, fantasy erotica, paranormal, etc. You get the idea!

I encourage you to dive in to the Naughty Shakespeare series! Start with Ophelia’s Lessons and then venture on to Ravishing Rosaline (a prequel to Romeo and Juliet). Round it all out with The Taming of the Prude (a retelling of Taming of the Shrew). Look for new titles to be joining this series soon!

May all your nights be erotic ones--Esmae Browder

Ophelia’s Lessons: 
The Naughty Shakespeare Series Book 1

by Esmae Browder


Sweet, innocent Ophelia--she wants nothing more than to marry Hamlet Elsinore. But what does a simple virgin know about pleasing a man like the sophisticated and charming Hamlet? Not a whole lot, but when her seductive roommate, Portia, learns of Ophelia’s interest, she gets Horatio to “teach” the innocent girl everything she’ll need to know to seduce his best friend, Hamlet.

Set in modern day, this prequel to Hamlet is steamy enough to have even the Bard blushing! Enjoy this first book of Literotica in the Naughty Shakespeare series.


“There’s a difference between flirting and sex.”

“Are you sure?” Horatio moved to her, his gaze intense, as he tucked a stray ringlet of her dark hair behind her ear. “Why don’t we find out?”


“Portia, you can go now.” He cut off her protests, but never took his eyes off Ophelia. “Come back in a few hours.”

“Have fun!” Portia winked at Ophelia. “You look fabulous.”

The click of the door behind her best friend caused Ophelia jump.

Could she do this? Should she do this? It was one thing to want to learn the art of sex to please the man you loved--even if he didn’t really see her like that yet--but another altogether to be seduced by his best friend.

And could she even claim seduction? After all, she was a willing party. She’d gone along with Portia’s plan without much thought.

Anything that would make her better for Hamlet.

“I didn’t know it would be you.” Ophelia swallowed hard. “I assumed it would one of Portia’s ex-lovers.”

“And who’s to say I’m not one of those?” Horatio laughed lightly. “Would you like a drink?”

He gestured to the champagne Portia had prepared for them, and without waiting for her answer, went to it. He popped the cork with expertise, filled their glasses and handed one to her.

“To you, Ophelia,” he said, raising his glass. “To the woman you are about to unleash.”

She drank deeply, letting the bubbles tickle her throat, letting the warmth of it relax her.

“Come here.” Horatio took her hand and led her to the mirror. “I want to show you something.”

He twirled her so she could see herself in the wide mirror on the wall above the couch.

“You are gorgeous.” Horatio stood behind her, barely pressing against her back. He sipped from his champagne glass. “Have you ever really looked at yourself?”

“No,” she whispered and to avoid doing so any longer, Ophelia drained the rest of her glass of champagne. “It’s not right to think about yourself like that. Very vain.”

“Who told you that?”

“My father, maybe my brother.”

“They were fools, afraid of the power you represent as a woman.”

“What do you mean?”

“You have everything a man wants.” His voice rumbled as he wrapped an arm around her and placed his hand over her heart. “We want this.”

She could feel him pressed harder against her, could feel his breath tickle her neck.

“And we want this.” He moved his hand to rest on her crotch. “Your heart and your desire. That’s what we want. Fathers and brothers don’t like seeing it in their sisters and daughters. It reminds them of the sexual animal inside all men.”

He dropped his hand, but didn’t move away from her. For a long moment, their eyes met in the mirror. Then Horatio stepped back just far enough to put down his glass of champagne.

He placed both hands on her shoulders.

“Let’s begin.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Esmae Browder is an ex-Catholic school girl from New Orleans who loves vodka tonics and romance. Combining her love of literature with a flair for erotic fiction, she has created a unique series which includes prequels and retellings of some of the Bard’s most famous works. Romeo and Juliet, Hamlet, The Taming of the Shrew--nothing is sacred in Esmae’s Literotica world. You may know your Shakespeare, but you haven’t heard the whole erotic story! An avid blogger at All Things Writing, you can learn more about Esmae there or stop by her website:

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