Social Medias

A long time ago I was a member of MySpace. I closed my account months ago and frankly I don’t miss it one bit. I don’t believe it picked up any new readers because of my sight…but I could be wrong.
I have so many things that are a time suck to me that take time away from writing and editing I have to ask – are the medias like FaceBook, MySpace and Twitter worth the time?
I attended a few workshops over the last year that claimed that twitter was a must have for writers. I came home excited and ready to sign up. I didn’t. why? Because to me it seems like a waste of precious time.
I have friends and family who spend all day long on Face Book. They all beg me to get an account. I’ve fought it for over a year now. At first it was because I was being stubborn because they wouldn’t stop harassing me, now it’s just one of those things I’m not feeling.
Give me your take. Do you find any of these social medias a benefit to your career as a writer or are they just what I perceive them to be – a time suck?

Butter, milk, cheese and eggs--goodbye to all that?

Trying to cut down on fat and get to the gym more often.

YOU?

Yeah, we all do this.

Now, doc tells me I have asthma! HUH? Then my son who is a nutrition expert, says why not give up diary to cut the production of mucus.

WOW. For a gal who loves yogurt, organic chocolate milk, cheeses and butter, this is tough!

This morning Hubbie persuaded me to try dark chocolate almond milk. NOT BAD. And it has 45% Calcium and that means it is 15% higher than my other milk. But how to eat my granola in the mornings without my yogurt?

Booo.

Suggestions?

Meanwhile, guy above? I will not be cutting out any consumption of good photography. No calories in that.

Ciao!

Ah...another Saturday!

And I have missed my second deadline...blech!

I am SOOO disgusted with myself.  I have found no inspiration at all this last week.  I wrote about 2,000 words all last month.  Sigh.

I have not even surfaced to post on my blogs. And little good that has done me.  I write a chapter, then I read it over, and dump it.  So much for my muse coming back.

Ah, well...I will keep slogging onward.  Wish me luck.

Hugs,

Fran Lee

Coming out of hibernation...

...with an announcement!

Some of you know that my contemporary romance, Pushing Her Boundaries, was released by Siren on February 21. It's currently number 14 on their bestseller list! Go! Buy! Read! Enjoy! http://www.bookstrand.com/pushing-her-boundaries

To celebrate, I'm holding a mega-contest on my site -

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Stop by Friday through Sunday, tweet my contest to your friends and followers and suggest that they tweet the contest. I'll have a grand prize, 1st, 2nd, and 3rd prizes. You can win books, Amazon gift certificates, candy...you name it. So, drop by my website: http://juliarachelbarrett.net and follow the instructions. Good luck!

I certainly can't forget my friends over at SSS!

I will be resuming my Friday posts.

Heating Things Up

This winter seems as if it will never end. I’m so tired of snow and ice and frigid temperatures! Here’s a scene from Treasuring Evie that takes place on a steamy July night.

An Excerpt From: TREASURING EVIE
Copyright © TESSIE BRADFORD, 2010
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

“How long are you in town?” She tried for casual.

“I plan on being here for the foreseeable future, Evie.”

“Really. Foreseeable, huh?” The urge to not give a damn, to break her own rule and let this man do whatever he wanted to her even if he was leaving town tonight was so consuming that her head swam with the effort to continue the conversation. “I’m sure you’ll have a relaxing vacation while you’re here. Did you rent a cottage or are you staying in one of the hotels?”

“I moved into my new home a couple of weeks ago, Evelyn, right there across the lake.” Matt wrapped his strong hands around her shoulders, turned her toward the water and brought her back tightly against him. “Howdy, neighbor,” he whispered against her ear.

“You’re going to live here year-round?”

“Absolutely.” When he started dropping featherlight kisses down her neck, Evie let her head lean back against his shoulder and her hands reach around to rest on his hips. “I thought being able to leave the rat race behind and spend my days fishing and enjoying nature was my dream come true, but right now, I’m trying to figure out what I’ve done right in my life to cause the powers that be to bring me to this little town, to the sexiest, most alluring woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.” When he flexed his hips, his erection brushed along the top of her ass. Evie whimpered when his fingers went underneath her top and slowly trailed up her rib cage to rest beneath her breasts.

“What are you doing to me?” she asked almost desperately. She covered his hands through the material.

“Worshipping your body, honey.” He cupped her fullness and squeezed gently. “You are so beautiful.” He ran his tongue across her bare shoulder. “And we fit together so perfectly.”

“But we don’t know each other and I don’t…” Evie was terrified that he was going to think that she behaved this way normally, but every fiber of her being wanted to be with this man. She helped him knead her breasts, encouraging him to use more pressure.

He pinched her nipples once and then pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the ground. Not giving her a second to protest, he drew her to him by running his hands from her waist to the underside of her breasts and back again.

Despite late July heat and humidity, Evie shivered as goose bumps rose along her skin where he touched her. She closed her eyes and leaned into him. She marveled at the texture of his fingertips, and with their slight roughness, she knew this man worked with his hands. He caressed her with a unique combination of tenderness and strength, taking his time to explore her ribs, her bellybutton and the valley between her breasts.

“Kiss me, honey,” he breathed against her ear before turning her in his arms and drawing her close. He twined one hand through her hair, using a fistful of the damp curls to tilt her head back just so. His other hand rested firmly in the small of her back.

When his lips came down on hers, Evie was thankful for his support. Matt didn’t start slowly or cautiously. He claimed her mouth, possessed it. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world to surrender to his mastery. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back with enthusiasm.

Evie moaned desperately as Matt ran his hands down her back and cupped her ass cheeks almost roughly. He played with the soft globes as he plundered her mouth. Her pussy was on fire and when he pushed his thigh between hers at the perfect angle, she rubbed herself against him with wanton abandon.

“That’s it, baby,” he growled against her lips while guiding her to ride his leg. “Get yourself off on me. Rub your little clit hard, Evie.”

The pressure he was exerting and the rough texture of the denim on her ultra-sensitive bud sent her hips into overdrive. She latched back onto his mouth, driving her tongue deep. Matt grabbed one of her nipples and twisted it hard. It was exactly what she needed.

Evie exploded, bucking against him wildly. Something in her orgasm-clouded mind told her that he wouldn’t let her fall. She clawed at his back while experiencing the first sexual release that she had enjoyed with an actual man anywhere in the general vicinity for a very long time. But it still wasn’t enough. She laid her head down on his shoulder and struggled for breath but kept moving on his leg.


“You need more, don’t you, baby?” Matt bit her earlobe and then laved the pain away with a swift lick. “You need my cock buried deep in your pussy. You need to be fucked, Evie.”

“Yes, oh God, Matt, please!” She squealed as he pushed her shorts down over her hips while she struggled with shaking hands to pop the button of his jeans. He yanked his t-shirt over his head. Mild-mannered Evelyn Ashlyn didn’t exist anymore and she didn’t care in the least. Nothing mattered to her except getting this mystery man naked and inside her body. Every cell of her being cried out for him.

Anyone feeling warmer yet??

Have a great weekend~

Tessie

www.tessiebradford.com

Cerise Deland, Desiree Holt, "Until Midnight"

What’s happens when you mix a really spicy Desiree Holt romance with Cerise Deland’s penchant for exciting locations and international intrigue?

You get “Until Midnight” which is a really steamy book that moves fast!

There’s a lot here to work with. The heroine Nicole Welles is the feisty owner of Nemesis Security and she has a big problem. Nemesis has just finished a brutal assignment rescuing a hostage from a Mexican drug cartel. During the rescue Nicole killed the drug lord’s brother.

Nicole desperately needs a little R&R and hopes to get some at a high-security tropical resort in Costalegre Mexico. 

On page one she is sunbathing in a teeny tiny bikini with her 9mm in a nearby beach tote when her relaxing vacation on the Mexican Riviera suddenly takes a hard left.

The story literally starts with a bang. Actually the “thunk” of the stunning Irish/ Israeli hero Adam Molloy’s “Desert Eagle” putting a bullet in Nicole’s would-be assassin. 

Adam steps out of the bushes after efficiently dispatching a man sent to kill Nicole and immodestly introduces himself as the man who saved her life.

Nicole is a woman used to taking care of herself but she responds strongly to Adam’s aggressive personality. 

After a brief but practical discussion about what should be done with the body, Adam, being a take-charge sort of man does the gentlemanly thing and disposes of the body for her.

She takes Adam back to her bungalow and offers him a drink as a reward. Sparks fly. He suggests she might want to return the favor by offering hot sex, right now in her bungalow.

Adam is just about the sexiest and most dangerous hero I’ve come across in quite awhile. His father was an IRA bomb maker and he’s a Mossad agent. He’s smart, well armed and lethal in bed. He travels with his gun and Israeli-intelligence gadgets and everything gets used to advantage in the story.

After reflecting on their current circumstances the two bond and become lovers, and it’s a good thing. It turns out, the man Adam killed on the beach works for the same drug cartel both have had past dealings with.

Nicole really needs Adam’s help and Adam needs a strong woman. Both discover they share a common enemy and dislike of injustice, and then things go boom. 

Their lives are threatened and two seemingly unrelated events lead back to the same drug lord who wants Nicole dead.

What I loved about “Until Midnight” was it’s genuine sense of intrigue and danger. Nicole and Adam have a serious problem to deal with that affects other people in their lives. 

The action is particularly well written and flies along. I loved the strong plot and all the details Deland and Holt added about the locations, weapons and cartels. Most of all I enjoyed seeing two strong people who have been alone in the world for so long, find each other and fall in love.

“Until Midnight” is the second book in the Nemesis series but it’s a strong standalone and can be enjoyed by itself. 

I highly recommend “Until Midnight”.

Cerise Deland, Desiree Holt, “Until Midnight” Ellora’s Cave Breathless Line.

http://www.jasminejade.com/p-8970-until-midnight.aspx

XXOO Kat

New Print Book - Wet

I'm excited to be in a new print book with such talented authors!

http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9133-wet.aspx

Body Shots by Amber Skyze
Got tequila? Sierra does, and Reed isn’t afraid to use it. He’s determined to do shots on every inch of her skin, but Sierra has insecurities preventing him from exploring intimate areas. Her insecurities won’t stop her from lavishing his body with the heady liquor though.

Ten years ago an accident tore Sierra Allen and Reed Walker apart. Now a chance encounter has them burning for each other. A bottle of liquor and a pool table has this duo ready to quench their thirsts with one night of body shots. But will one night be enough?

Shaken and Stirred by M.A. Ellis

Susanne is one final challenge away from winning a national beverage competition and reaching the pinnacle of her career—a management position with a very wealthy client. She’s intent that nothing will stand in her way. Not even the drop-dead-sexy cowboy who sidles up to her at the hotel bar.

Lucifer Treyton Ryder is under express orders from his uncle to find Susanne and do whatever it takes to have her disqualified. Trey plans to take her to bed and keep her there until the security team discovers them together. It’s against the rules. It’s a foolproof plan. Until the auburn-haired beauty shows more than a passing interest in a bit of yee-haw rope play.

Before Susanne realizes what he’s about, Trey has her hands expertly bound and she’s forced to make a choice—play it safe or allow the devilishly tempting man full rein for an evening of uninhibited loving? A “perfect” stranger and kinky sex? Susanne’s about to make a choice that could cost her everything.

Slow and Wet by Helen Hardt
Jillian loves her gorgeous bronc-busting boyfriend, Dale. She just hasn’t told him yet. After a satisfying romp, she walks naked into Dale’s kitchen, shocked to find another hot cowboy. Travis likes what he sees and is eager to take up where he and Dale left off four years earlier—as two men giving one woman the ultimate pleasure.

To please Dale—and herself—Jill agrees. Under the Wyoming summer sky, she yields to the desires of both men. They cover her in her favorite beverage, Dale’s homemade honey-lemonade, and lick every drop from her body. But will this erotic encounter with four strong hands, two delectable mouths and two determined men lead to what Jill ultimately wants—Dale’s love?

Set Me Up by Kat Alexis
Indigo Larsen can finally live her dreams of exploring the world. Her first stop is Ireland, where on a dare she accepts the Tongue of Truth liquor. The sex that follows is passionate and more exotic than anything she’s ever imagined. Waking up the next morning on Aedan Ciaran’s naked lap with his hard cock inside her is more than disconcerting. Convinced the liquor is the cause of her predicament, Indigo tries to leave.

What’s a leprechaun to do? Why, bring out all the luck he can find in hopes of loving his way into Indigo’s heart.

Sexpresso Night by Kelly Jamieson
After a disastrous D/s relationship nearly destroyed her, Danya swears she’ll never go back to that lifestyle. She tries to deny the dark hunger rising inside her, a craving to be pushed, taken to the edge, until the night she ends up at Karma Coffee for Sexpresso Night. She discovers how sensual and sexy coffee can be—and how sensual and sexy barista Carter Jarvis is.

Carter senses gorgeous Danya wants to let go of control with a man. When they end up back at his place “for coffee”, she submits to him so beautifully he knows she’s meant to be his. Carter seems perfect for her—not wishy-washy, but not a sadistic pervert. The true test comes the night he shows her his BDSM playroom



Jemimah's Genie by Ainsley Abbott

The promised toast Jemimah Murphy offered her deceased grandmother was one she’d never forget. As her great-great-grandmother’s homemade elderberry wine trickled down her throat, a poof and flash sent her reeling and the most delectable man she’d ever seen suddenly appeared. Brian, she discovered to her utter amazement and delight, was her personal genie.

Brian’s reason for existence was to pleasure Jemi and fulfill her deepest sexual desires. His fiery lovemaking introduced her to passionate, sensual experiences she’d never believed possible.

But the magical wine diminished each time Jemi summoned her lover, and both Brian and Jemi knew their perfect fantasy would inevitably have to end. Unless…