Saturday, September 8th, 2012
|Sugar Girl (The Naughty Sleepover series)
by Nicole Austin
||Erotic Contemporary Romance
Author Page: Nicole Austin
Sugar Girl by Nicole Austin is short but sweet with enough heat thrown in to make you want to go on the Ferris wheel and spend a night in the Menger Hotel with your own hot stud!
I loved this story which is part of the Naughty Sleepover series. I think I am reading them backwards because Luke the handsome bartender makes a disappointingly short appearance and in the last book I read, he got taken by a lovely Rita Hayworth, and that one is worth reading as well!!
Candy Dillon used to know the child Jeremiah Lange. She doesn’t know the adult but boy would she like to. He left town and went on to become a famous bull rider and singer songwriter. Is he back for good or will he take off again and leave her behind for the bright lights that beckon?
Candy’s dad died a while ago, but with his death and the sudden reappearance of Jeremiah she decides she wants to live for the moment and do some very crazy things before reality settles in and she goes back to her normal life, the life that killed her dad.
Jeremiah literally takes the bull by the horns and takes Candy on a wild ride and shows her how to live in the moment and enjoy. Candy cannot believe the adult Jeremiah. He is a sexy hunk of goodness and she wants to do much more than lick him all over. Jeremiah has few regrets in life, but one is that he left Candy behind. Now he has a chance to get her back and he wants to make sure she stays! Will she be there in the morning or will he be the one left alone?
I love stories where the characters once knew each other but moved a way, grew up, changed and then came back to reclaim what they wanted. This was a short read but it was well worth it. Candy had some doubts after romping around with Jeremiah. He said the hotel was haunted and maybe the hotel’s ghosts played their part in getting these two lovebirds together! Will everything be rosy in the morning or will Candy go back to her normal dreary life? Grab a copy to find out! I hope you enjoy this as much as I did!
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Friday, September 7th, 2012
Thanks for having me, Desiree! Knowing your love of music, I thought I’d talk about my latest release from Ellora’s Cave, “In The Mood.”
Recently, Ellora’s Cave gave away the first book in the “Pure Wildfire” series of books, the first series I had out with them. The result was amazing and made me very happy. People went on to download the other three books in the series, and the reviews were fantastic. For which, dear reader, many thanks.
At the time I was working on a new series for Ellora’s Cave. “Nightstar” tells the story of another band, Murder City Ravens, but where Pure Wildfire was about firebird shape-shifters (and one phoenix), Murder City Ravens is a contemporary series. No dragons, vampires or firebirds in sight.
“Nightstar” tells the story of a band that is in the process of going stellar. Murder City Ravens nearly split up a couple of years before the first story starts, when the lead singer, Matt Scott, a.k.a Maxx Syccorraxx, OD’d and nearly died. The band fired him, and the guitarist and Matt’s best friend, takes him to rehab. Shocked by the near-miss, the band largely gives up drugs. They recruited two new members, Zazz, a Brit, and Riku, a Japanese-American who is heavily into visual kei, and reboot. This time, with the release of the third album, “Nightstar,” and an accompanying single, the band goes stellar. The world goes bonkers for them. So what do they have to worry about? The answer is, a hell of a lot. Many of the band members have alternative lives, and while Murder City Ravens gave them a good living, it didn’t break the bank. The series is set during a world tour, so locations vary from New York to Sweden and places in between. Will the band members stay in Murder City Ravens, now a coherent unit that works well together, or will they split and have to start again? Every member has to make that choice. So do the women they meet and fall for. The women are not pushovers, they’re not willing to trail along behind the band like groupies, they want their own lives. The stakes are high, but the choices are personal.
And I am loving writing this series.
The first story came to me when I visited Chicago two years ago, but took a long time to emerge. Some stories do. But by the time I went to Chicago again this year, for the RT Booklovers’ Convention, the story was well underway. The visit to the unexpectedly beautiful city gave me a chance to visit some of the sites in the book, and take lots of photos.
But “In The Mood” is the story of the man who fell from grace so spectacularly, Matt Scott, now clean and living in Chicago. He has started his own production business, and the band ask him to produce “Nightstar,” despite the distrust of their manager, who saw Matt at his most unreliable, drug-ridden worst. One night, walking home through the blues district, he hears something.
“A breath of a note shivered through the air as the club door opened. Matt paused, then stayed to listen. It sounded great. Better than great. Whoever was playing that saxophone knew how to wrench the heart out of the music.
Abruptly changing his plans for the evening, he walked toward the door. Chicago had managed to turn a thriving music area into a tourist trap, but for those who knew where to look, a few of the old-style clubs remained. Clubs that attracted tourists but were still all about the music. After all, tourists loved music too.
This type of club didn’t have people queuing behind velvet ropes and VIP areas or tourists turning up in droves. The savvy might pick this place out, because it was small and laid back and looked as if it had been there for some time.
The man at the door looked at him, then blinked and stared, dark eyes widening. “Are you Maxx Syccoraxx?”
He grinned. “People ask me that all the time.” He was used to the question by now. It was better than, “Didn’t you used to be Maxx Syccoraxx?” Yes, that was who he used to be; lead singer with an up-and-coming rock band. No more. Drink and drugs had finished all that for him, burned him out. Now, with his body filled out and hair cropped short, he looked like a different man, but sometimes people still recognized him.”
Matt finds V playing the sax. She’s a lovely woman, and Matt is smitten on sight. He takes her home and that night their relationship begins. But V receives an offer she can’t refuse. Matt offers her session work, and then, when the band hears her play, they want her. She improvises on the already recorded single, and the band insists on including her. Then they want her to join.
If she does, she has to go with them on their world tour, and that means leaving Matt behind in Chicago. He has his life, and with the new Murder City Ravens album, he can’t sell up and leave. Nor would she want him to.
Each book contains a similar dilemma, but at the heart of every story is a love story. A hot love story, because these people can’t keep their hands off each other.
“He opened the door and slammed it shut. Before she had a chance to take in the apartment, he had her against the wall, pressing her body against the hard wood, the panels scoring lines into her back. His kiss seared her mouth, hard and unforgiving, but she needed his desperation, because it echoed hers. Her whole body ached to be touched, learned, and she wanted to feel him skin on skin.
He jerked back with a gasp. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I want you so much. You’re beautiful, sexy, but it’s more than that.” As he regained a semblance of civilization, a smile flickered across his mouth and then was gone. “I’ve never wanted anyone so much.”
“Me too.” Honesty. She could try for that. Courtesy went when she reached for his black shirt and began to undo the buttons feverishly. As she revealed more of his skin, she moaned at the sight.
“You’re killing me here.” With a powerful flex of muscle, he bent and lifted her, heading for a room that turned out to be his bedroom. She got a vague impression of muted colors and a large window before he joined her and framed her face with his hands. Then he kissed her.
Several long, luscious kisses later, her dress came off and so did his shirt. She ran her hands over his hot, smooth skin, pausing to tweak his nipples. His sharp cry went a little way to assuage her. She wanted him to want her as much as she wanted him, and it seemed he did from his eager response. He cupped her breasts, still held in the soft bra she’d put on what seemed like eons ago but was in reality earlier that evening, after her shower. She sighed and moved from side to side, to feel his hands on her. He slipped one hand under the strap and released the clasp of her bra with an ease that spoke of years of practice.
But not now. Now there were only the two of them, for the whole night.”
The second book, “Born on the Bayou,” will be out soon!
Thursday, September 6th, 2012
Wednesday, September 5th, 2012
Be sure to leave a comment. Fabulous author Marie Trainor will be giving and $10 Gift Certificate to one lucky commenter.
…Edinburgh’s unique psychic investigation agency. Discretion guaranteed.
Using technical as well as psychic techniques, we investigate and resolve all paranormal issues, including unexplained noises and ghostly sightings. We can contact your departed loved ones, encourage troubled spirits to move on, give select psychic readings and provide séances in private or social environments.
We can also help with “normal” problems by paranormal means, such as tracing missing persons or valuable objects,
The team at Serafina’s is led by Serafina (Sera) MacBride, an experienced psychic and medium who, although young, has talked to spirits all her life.
Ably supporting Sera are research assistants Jillian Kerr, IT specialist; and history graduate Jack Urquhart.
On contacting Serafina’s, whatever your problem you will instantly be put at your ease by our sympathetic and discreet receptionist, Mrs. Elspeth Duncan .
When required, the team can also draw on the services of security consultant, Thomas Allen, and white witch Melanie Morrow.
Together, we make up Serafina’s, here to help with all your psychic needs.
Elspeth, can you please type this up to be made into flyers? Trying to bring in some more punters… [Shuts Elspeth’s vodka firmly in the desk drawer].
It’s not saying anything untrue, is it? So my IT specialist’s also my best friend and a computer hacker. And my security consultant is an out-of-work actor and pub bouncer. BUT, I really can talk to spirits – some of them, anyway – and trace people or certain objects by touch. There’s no need to mention the thousand pound séances with special effects courtesy of Jilly and Jack. Or the evil spirits I supposedly cleaned out of that big house last year for a stonking great fat fee – there may never have been any troublesome spirits to start with, but hey, all that cleansing and exorcising made the daft bats feel safer, didn’t it? Certainly did megood to have such a huge cheque in the bank.
Yes, I know the fake stuff’s generally much more expensive, but look at all the extra work involved! Take this new case, for example. Retired finance whizz Ferdinand Bell just hired me to catch someone he says is stalking his family. Only being the great Bell, it’s not your common or garden stalker, is it? Oh no, his has to be a vampirestalker. Apparently. How gullible does he think I am? Everyone knows there’s no such thing as vampires!
Anyway, I always take the piss better. Jilly and I are heading up there now to festoon his massive house with garlic and big ugly wooden crosses just in time for his posh party tonight. Oh and we’ve got this hilarious little scene set up with Tam playing a vampire who’s going to bite Jack before I rush in and “stake” him and he disappears into smoke!
The beauty of all this is, Bell can’t tell us to naff off without admitting he made up the vampire nonsense in the first place, so whatever happens we get one over on him andget paid. Fab. Did I mention that I love my job?
Wait, Elspeth, what are you typing??? Don’t put that stuff in the flyer! Stop after “psychic needs” …Which sounds pretty sexy, don’t you think? J.
SERAFINA AND THE SILENT VAMPIRE by MARIE TREANOR is available now in Ebook formats, $2.99 from:
Marie Treanor lives in Scotland with her eccentric husband and three much-too-smart children. Having grown bored with city life, she resides these days in a picturesque village by the sea where she is lucky enough to enjoy herself avoiding housework and writing sensual stories of paranormal romance and fantasy.
Marie has published more than twenty ebooks with small presses, (Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Changeling Press and The Wild Rose Press), including a former Kindle bestseller, Killing Joe. Blood on Silk: an Awakened by Blood novel, which won the 2011 Hollywood Halloween Book Festival prize for Fantasy, was her New York debut with NAL.
Wednesday, September 5th, 2012