Wednesday, August 29th, 2012
Welcome Jackie Chanel today.
Jackie will be awarding gift baskets to two randomly drawn commenters which will include:
– a copy of the Untitled soundtrack
– a “I like Big Books and I cannot Lie” totebag
– Untitled themed or guitar shaped keychains
– $20 Amazon gift card.
Ya gotta read this book. It’s a must have.
For some, music is an escape from the every day norm.
For Aiden, it’s his life’s blood.
Already a star in his own mind & with the help of an unlikely partner, Aiden’s escape from a life less ordinary begins with the blues and a guitar. Only he can determine where it ends.
Halfway through his set, the announcement that I’d been impatiently waiting for came over the PA system.
“It’s that time…what we call a blues jam! I know there’s someone out there who wants to jam with us! Come to the stage, plug in, grab some sticks and let’s jam!”
I rushed the stage like a thirteen year old girl at a New Kids on the Block concert. Paulie was right behind me.
I picked the amp closest to Joey Clausen and plugged in Dee-Dee. I played a few cords to check that she was tuned properly. She sounded perfect.
The bass player, a smooth looking older black man, looked me up and down and started to snicker.
“You sure you want to do this, kid?” he asked.
“Hell yeah,” I muttered, slightly offended by his snicker.
“This is a blues jam session,” he added as if I didn’t know. “This ain’t no Guns N Roses concert.”
“I wouldn’t be up here if it was,” I replied shortly.
“White boy thinks he can play the blues, huh,” he gaffed. “You must think you’re Stevie Ray or something.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “You must think that.”
I took a few steps away from the dude. Now I was nervous. I know how I look to the all black band. After all, I am just a white boy in a Hendrix t-shirt, cargo shorts, and Nikes with no socks holding a guitar. There aren’t many of us who play the blues. Looks can be deceiving, because I can play.
I don’t care that I look different from other Blues players. Who says that all Blues players have to be black and from the South? However, the bass
When I looked at Sunny, she wasn’t sitting anymore. She was actually kneeling with one hand over her heart and the other wrapped around her waist. She was smiling and crying as I sang.
The energy in the room was electric and intense as the final notes reverberated out of the amplifier. I took in Sunny’s reaction as she crawled closer to me until she was in between my legs and looking up at me. She took my guitar out of my hands and sat it on the floor.
“That was beautiful,” she whispered. “Thank you.”
I grinned at her, overcome with an unfamiliar feeling…a feeling I never had around Sunny. I feeling that I’ve never felt…ever. Before I could say anything, Sunny was sitting on my lap, staring into my eyes with such a warm and inviting look that I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in and kissing her.
She inhaled sharply at the touch of my lips against hers, and then kinda melted into the kiss. For what seemed like an eternity I was lost in Sunny’s eyes and relaxed by the soft touch of her hand rubbing against my thigh while the other tangled itself in my hair.
I pulled her closer, allowing my hands to glide along her smooth back. Her mouth…her lips…her tongue taste faintly like toothpaste and alcohol. She smelled like a bed of roses. The urge to continue to explore her mouth and her body was the only thing dominating my thoughts.
Jackie Chanel is a contemporary romance author and self proclaimed badass. Her writing career began in high school when she began writing short romance stories about her celebrity crushes. Her very first novel was penned while she was a high school senior in Youngstown, Ohio. She insists that no one will ever read it.
Jackie studied at Georgia State University and currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia. When she’s not writing or daydreaming, she can often be found drooling over the latest Chanel shoes or reading on her Kindle with a cup of coffee in hand and a little Mayer or Hendrix in the background.
Her characters are a reflection of the people she has encountered along her writing journey and her books are often inspired by her favorite thing, music.
Twitter Handle: @JackieChanel
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Tuesday, August 28th, 2012
Debuting with the Sassy Seven to celebrate our Naughty Sleepover conference: We’re not only hosting the naughtiest girls gone wild weekend ever, we’ve written a series of stories to go with it. Read the stories then be sure to register for the conference. See the link below.
Releasing October 8, 9 and 10 from Decadent Publishing
Sugar Girl by Nicole Austin
A guy walks into a bar… And finds the girl he shouldn’t have left behind. Their differences kept Candy and Jeremiah apart until finally, the road lead them back where they belong. But in the harsh light of the morning after can she really hold on to a shooting star?
Say Yes by Regina Carlysle
All work and no play is no way to live and J.D. Stone aims to change that after a chance meeting at the Menger Hotel. When the lonely rancher meets sassy photographer, Melissa Bell, the sparks fly and passions burn hot enough to incinerate them both.
Spank ’Em Cowboy by Samantha Cayto
Tara hopes to survive her sister’s wedding without a wardrobe malfunction. Rob spots the voluptuous filly and cuts her from the herd. And when she craves someone to take the reins, he knows he’s the right man to saddle her up for the ride of her life.
More Than You Know by Cerise DeLand
One redhead. One bartender. Lots of laughter. A desire so tender that the sheets they burn up together could set the hotel on fire. But can he intrigue a woman who’s older? What if he never lets her out of bed? Will she still want him tomorrow?
Overnight Sensation by Desiree Holt
Pulled together in a crowd by an instant attraction, Abbie and Sam are powerless against the incendiary combustion that consumes them and turn a chance meeting into an overnight sensation
Blame it on Texas by Allie Standifer
Everything’s supposed to be bigger and better in Texas, right? Sexy plus size model Serena Morgan isn’t convinced until Texas country star Kale Winters takes her in a night of passion. Come morning will Kale convince Serena he’s the real deal or Blame it on Texas?
When a Lady Meets a King by Brenna Zinn
Lady Pembrook went to great lengths, traveling thousands of miles and assuming a false identity to satisfy her fantasy of a one-night stand with a real Texas cowboy. But when a mysterious stranger in dark sunglasses threatens to expose her scandalous behavior, a handsome King comes to the rescue.
See http://sassyseven.com/ to register for our conference!
Monday, August 27th, 2012
When Emilie is dumped by her boyfriend, best friend Jack Voss offers a shoulder and a place to live–the other side of his duplex. He’s always there, fixing her problems, her car, her sink. Emilie doesn’t know what she’d do without him, or with the feelings she’s having for him. His shoulder doesn’t just offer comfort anymore; his touch is a turn-on. Their shared wall is the only thing keeping them from sharing a bedroom—and fanning the flames might risk breaking something that Jack can’t fix.
Emilie hadn’t lied about the leak in her pipes. Just like she hadn’t broken her dishwasher, or the leg off her couch, or the alternator in her car on purpose. But, to be honest, it was almost a relief when those things happened, because they gave her an excuse to see Jack.
She’d called him first thing this morning when running water for her coffee had resulted in puddles beneath the sink. He’d come over the first chance he’d had and now he was on his hands and knees on the linoleum looking at the pipe that oozed moisture, oblivious to the woman behind him who was also soaking wet, albeit for an entirely different reason.
His ass looked good enough to take a big bite out of. Emilie couldn’t help herself; it was right there, sticking out from under her kitchen sink, and she had to clench her hands into tight fists to keep from grabbing it. Still, that didn’t keep her mind from wandering, and when one of his hands reached out for a wrench, she pictured it on her, cupping her breasts, thumbs circling the rosy buds. Instantly her nipples puckered, as tightly clenched as her hands, and her crotch dampened even more.
Mysti Holiday is the pseudonym of a very busy SAHM who dreams of warm climes and hot bodies. Most people know she writes, but not what she writes about: sexy men and the wanton women who love them.
She’s married to a wonderful man who happily sacrifices himself for research, and she spends most of her days dreaming of interesting and unusual situations in which to place her characters. But most of all, she’s a sucker for a happy ending.
Sunday, August 26th, 2012
And so it is with books. How many times do we reach for a favorite story to read it for the umpteenth time, enjoying it just as much as when we first read it. The heroes are just as exciting, I’m just as envious of the heroines, and I can shut out the world for a while knowing the time will be well spent.
For our readers, who we love more than anything, Cerise Deland and I are going to post Oldies But Goodies the 1st and 15th of every month. I’ll be talking a bout her earlier releases, she’ll be talking about mine. If you’ve read the book before, get reacquainted with it. But maybe you’ll find a nugget you didn’t even know existed.
So mark your calendars for the first and fifteenth of every month.
We’ll be looking for you.
Saturday, August 25th, 2012
I love alpha males, and I love to write about them. The ultimate hero in romance fiction is the alpha male… powerful, mysterious and totally attractive to the heroine.
So what is an alpha male?
The alpha male is the “man with the plan,” and women are wired to go for this type of guy. Look through the pages of my books and you will find cowboy, current and former military, lots of law enforcement, even some corporate icons. But they all have the same thing in common–they are alpha males. He is sexy, confident, great in and out of bed
The term “alpha male” is sometimes applied to humans to refer to a man who is powerful through his courage and a competitive, goal-driven, “take charge” attitude. Alpha males take greater risks. With their bold approach and confidence “alpha males” are often described as charismatic.
They are aggressive, results-driven achievers who insist on top performance from themselves and others. Courageous and self-confident, they are turned on by bold, innovative ideas and ambitious goals, and they pursue their objectives with tenacity and an urgent sense of mission. Their intense competitive drive keeps them focused on the gold – silver or bronze simply won’t do – and they’re always keeping score. Often charismatic figures who command attention, they exert influence even when they’re low-key and inconspicuous.
Whether heading a band of warriors, bringing a vital new product to market, guiding a team to glory or steering a giant conglomerate, alphas are hardwired for achievement and eager to tackle challenges that others find intimidating. Along the way, they inspire awe and admiration – and sometimes fear and trembling. Wherever they are and whatever they do, they stand out from the crowd, usually leaving an indelible impression on those whose lives they touch.
So next time you want a healthy dose of the ultimate male, the one who makes all your nerve endings sizzle and fulfills all your fantasies, climb into the pages of a romance novel. That’s what I do!
Want to check out my alpha males? Here are some suggestions:
The Phoenix Agency Books: Jungle Inferno, Extrasensory, Delicious Danger, F Stop, and coming soon—Touch Me
Attack Force: Unconditional Surrender and coming soon: Lock and Load
Rawhide, The series: Books 1-4 and coming soon Books 5-8