Archive for August, 2012
Its been going on for a little while now, but you still have a chance if you’re in a commenting mood. And guess whose books are in the spotlight today?
RG Alexander :) *whispers* thats me
But Crystal and Eden are on it too. Great prizes everyday, and grand prizes as well. Go check it out!
1. My Secret Romance 2. Aestas Book Blog
3. House Millar 4. Day Dreaming
5. Close Encounters With The Night Kind
6. Swept Away By Romance 7. The Smutty Kitty
8. Lori’s Book Blog 9. My Odd Little World
10. Blackraven’s Erotic Cafe 11. The Book Tart
12. In Love With Romance
Check it out!!
ALL FOR SMUT AND SMUT FOR ALL!
GUEST BLOG FOR THE OH-SO-INCREDIBLE SMUTKETEERS!!!
Hello, everyone! I really want to say THANK YOU so much to these amazing goddesses for letting me park my ass in your midst, and let you know a little more about me, as well as my first book, out now from Loose-Id, appropriately dovetailing with the theme of this gorgeous blog: THREE-PART HARMONY.
I won’t bore you with all the gory “bio” details…those are on my website. Let me see if I can share a few juicy tidbits you won’t find there! Such as…
–Yes, I really did ask Eden Bradley about hyphenating “hard-on” during our writing retreat last weekend. I was curious; you never know, right??
–I get sloppy drunk after two glasses of wine, and then start launching into obscure show tunes. My exception to this is probably “Popular” from “Wicked,” which is not so obscure, but a damn-fun song to sing when you’re drunk.(Eden/Eve: She only ever had one glass of wine while on our writing retreat, so I have yet to be able say whether or not this is true-not a single show-tune out of her. I may have to pout).
–On that note…why yes, I’m a Broadway musical geek. I freely admit it. Go ahead. Scoff.
–HOWEVER: I also dig Muse, The Killers, Nine Inch Nails (especially if I’m tied to a St. Andrew’s cross somewhere, getting teased with a flogger), Halestorm and Green Day. Rock star fantasy? Matt Bellamy and Billie Joe Armstrong. Together? What do YOU think? *Giggle* (Eden/Eve: *swoon*)
–More sounds that are turn-ons? F-18’s streaking across the sky. The roar of a Harley. Husky alpha man laughter. The words “You’re mine” growled into my ear. Fireworks. Wind in forest trees.
Well, that’s a healthy handful to get started with! As you can tell, I’m sort of eclectic…and I’ve been told that often works its way into my work, which I hope makes me a unique pick for you in considering a new BDSM romance creator on the scene. “Three-Part Harmony” was a real labor of love, and it features a trio of people who have become super dear to me. Here’s a little snippet of David, Dasha and Kress just before they descend to their first “dungeon date” together. Have fun reading!
They moved in tighter, practically crushing her, and she felt tiny between their planes of masculine power. “All right,” she said, sounding timid and unsure and hating it but thoroughly unable to control it. Yes, these men were obsessed with protecting every cell of her body, but the heat radiating off both of them was so potent, so powerful, so overwhelming.
“Breathe,” David instructed, though lessening that possibility by nuzzling her neck with firm warmth. “And listen.”
“Yes, Sir.” Now she felt his pulse as well as hers, a thrum through all his muscles…and erection. She fell back against him, letting his energy wash through her, exposing her jaw for another of his commanding kisses.
“You must have surmised by now that I’d like Kress to assist with your punishment. I think he’s earned that right, don’t you?”
While he asked that, Dasha looked up to Kress. His features held the same protective intensity with which he’d always beheld her—only now, magnified by a thousand. As if she needed the impression reinforced, he shifted again, fitting the ridge between his legs into the apex of hers. She gasped. Dear God, even through their clothes, she felt the rough heat and huge length of him.
Lust tumbled from both men, filling her senses with its raw masculine magic. The elixir acted like a drug on her tongue. “Yes,” she finally answered David. “Yes, Sir, he has.”
Kress, his eyes now glittering, pressed even closer. Without warning, he whisked her arms above her head.
“Pretty words,” he drawled. “But too pretty and swift to be your truth.”
He shoved her wrists, now slammed together, back by another few inches. “Hold her for me,” he directed David. With her wrists now passed into her Dom’s crushing grip, Kress caught her face in a dual-sided hold. His fingers splayed against her cheekbones.
“I haven’t known you for years, sugar.” He’d used the term in flirtation five nights ago; now he flung it with pure command. “There’s a good chance my mercy has a lower threshold than your Sir. And a very good chance I’ll use some creative techniques he’s not brought out on you yet.” He loomed, his mouth just inches away now. “But be confident in this: my creativity won’t mark you in places you’ll have to be concerned about.” A smile touched that mouth now, and he brushed those made-for-sin lips against hers. “We’ll just make it count in other places, yeah?”
“Yeah,” Dasha echoed on a sigh. She parted for him, yearning for the invasion of his kiss. When Kress didn’t return the pressure, she gave a tiny buck of her hips, urging him to satisfy even a piece of the need that clawed at her pussy. In return, he tunneled his fingers into her hair and twisted.
“Oh, no, no, no, honey,” he ordered. “I’m not here to fuck you, remember? I’m here to help punish you. Maybe my cock will help me do that too, but you’ll have to earn that as well. Dishonest girls don’t get any cocks or any fucks until they’ve served their punishment. Perhaps together, we’ll convince your Sir that you’ve learned your lesson and are ready for those again.”
By gradual degrees, he corkscrewed his hold tighter. Heavy tears came, blurring her vision. But her heartbeat revved to full throttle. “Are you ready to help me do that, Dasha?”
She swallowed again. And honestly wondered how he hadn’t pulled her hair out, roots and all. But despite that, through the splitting pain and the struggle for coherent thought, Dasha only had one answer to give. Only one decision to render.
“Yes. I’m ready.”
“Three-Part Harmony” is available straight from LooseId Publications or via Amazon or for Nook readers.
**YES, I’M HAVING A CONTEST! Hit my website to check out your chance to win a GORGEOUS pop diva gift basket! A winner will be chosen on September 7th! (Eden/Eve’s birthday!)
Virgins in Romance. Really?
I write hot— hot and steamy—whether it’s contemporary or paranormal. I don’t really care for the ‘erotic’ label because it comes with so many different connotations, but let’s say my bedroom door stays wide open. In my stories, of course J. I’ve always had a hard time really getting invested in books with virgins (in current day romance) in the genres I write in. I mean…really? There would have to be extreme circumstances at play presented in a way that’s totally ‘buyable’. It’s doable, of course it is, but there have been quite a few books I’ve read with this scenario that didn’t really pull it off. Based on that, it was a bit of a surprise to me when I was writing my latest release, RISE OF HOPE, that the heroine ended up being a virgin. Hello! Of course, saying Devon’s circumstances are extreme is really an understatement, so I hope I pulled it off.
The below excerpt is from RISE OF HOPE and Seth is being…well, Seth. What more can I say? He’s not exactly a sensitive, touchy-feely, new-age guy, but that’s why I love him J. And he’s not dealing with the ‘discovery’ that well either.
“I’ve never been with a virgin before,” he blurted, letting her hand drop from him.
Jesus, he could barely remember being one himself. How the hell could he do this? And why was he even considering it?
“I’m not completely without knowledge, Seth,” she whispered. “I mean, I know the mechanics—“
“Christ,” he bit out. “Theory doesn’t count for much when it comes to this.”
He ran the fingers of one hand through his hair. It was a dumbass idea to begin with. It should have never even gotten this far, he should never have let it.
“Devon, I don’t—I’m not—I’m out of my league here. With this, with all of it.”
It was a first. He was always so sure of himself, always knew without any doubt exactly what needed to be done—but this, with her? No clue.
“Just…do whatever you’d normally do.”
Was she serious?
“If I did that, I’d be inside you and we’d be fucking already.”
Hell, the whole thing might already have been over by now.
JUST FOR FUN
Beer or girly drink with an umbrella?
I know I might lose my ‘Australianism’ for this, but I hate beer! LOL
Vanilla or chocolate?
Chocolate all the way, baby!
Boxers, briefs or commando?
Totally depends on the guy :)
Steak or sushi?
Jeans or stilettos?
Why not both together?
Elegant fop or rough-edged rogue?
The rougher the better I say!
BLURB – RISE OF HOPE
A secret ancient race of humans with fantastical abilities, the Vadïm are on the brink of extinction. Many of their women are imprisoned by an organization known as The Assembly, their history all but lost . . .
Devon Monroe has been a prisoner her entire life. She’s determined to make sense of the strange markings on her body, to learn why no one may touch her, to find where she belongs. That means escaping into the unknown, where she has no choice but to trust her self-appointed protector.
Soldier for hire Seth Eastman has a job to do: deliver Devon to safety. When Seth discovers the markings on Devon’s body, he’s stunned at what it means. And at how she awakens his long-suppressed needs. As they struggle to escape detection and search for the truth of the Vadïm, can he ever hope to claim her for his own?
So…what do YOU think about virgins in romance? Yay? Nay? Depends? Have you read one that you think was done well? I’ll give away a choice of ebook from my backlist to a random commenter through Wednesday 11:59 pm Eastern.
Kaily Hart, a seemingly straight-laced mother of four, left corporate America and a high-powered, lucrative career to be a stay at home mom. Right… That lasted about four weeks, during which time she realized she had a deeply repressed dream—to write. And (gasp) romance at that! Who knew? By day, Kaily plays conservative wife and soccer mom, but at night crafts hot and steamy tales of romance and love with gorgeous heroes who wouldn’t dream of leaving the toilet set up. Ever. She’s smart and sassy, at least in her own mind, and is creating as many happy ever afters as she can, one hot story at a time. Kaily never would have thought she’d be doing this, but now that she is? Well, you couldn’t pay her enough to do anything else.
Kaily’s books, PICTURE THIS, PAY UP, PLAY ME & POINT BLANK (yeah, she has a thing for book titles that start with ‘P’), are all currently available from Ellora’s Cave. Her latest release RISE OF HOPE, book 1 in the Fabric of Fate series, is now available from Carina Press. You can find out more information about all Kaily’s books here and read more about RISE OF HOPE here.
If anyone would want to contact me (which I would love by the way) or just keep up with what I’m doing, you can find me all over:
Web – www.kailyhart.com
Blog – http://kailyhart.blogspot.com/
Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/kaily.hart
Twitter – http://twitter.com/kailyhart
Pinterest – http://pinterest.com/kailyhart/
First I want to say thanks to the Smutketeers for having me on their blog. I’m so thrilled because I love all their books and I feel very, very special! I’m talking today about my latest release, Erica’s Choice. Its an MMF menage a trois erotic romance available from Samhain Publishing and wherever good e books are sold.
One three-alarm night ignites a firestorm of complications…
High school teacher Erica Shannon isn’t a one-night stand kind of girl. Pair that with an aversion to relationships, and she’s resigned to no love life at all. Then one horrifying discovery propels her off her take-no-risks path, and into the arms of the stars of her midnight fantasies.
When his friend and fellow firefighter threatens to make a move on Erica, Corey figures he’d better get over the notion that she’s way out of his league—fast—before he has to stand in line.
Griff never thought he’d get the chance to introduce Corey to the combustible delights of multi-partner play, until he senses the sheer volume of sexual energy surging beneath Erica’s repressed exterior.
A blazing night of passion has unexpected consequences. Corey is surprised to discover the woman of his dreams, and that he doesn’t mind sharing her—or himself—with Griff. But Griff finds his heart pulled down a romantic path he vowed he’d never venture again.
Erica? She’s got a problem on her hands. Hold two hardwired-to-rescue firemen at arm’s length—and away from her heart—until she’s fought and won a battle that may well destroy her.
One tortured woman and two hunky Aussie firemen indulging in three-way love. Scenes of the male/female, male/male, male/male/female and male/female/male variety (whew!). Also includes anal sex, mild spanking, cussing, phone sex, fire trucks and tearjerker moments.
Sami’s Big Comeback Blog Tour: instructions
There aren’t many instructions because this will be as easy as pie. All you need to do is follow my five stop blog tour (locations at the end of the post), where I’ll be showcasing a little slice of the book each time (the good news is you can go backwards from here if this is your first stop). Follow the excerpt trail, answer one simple question about the excerpt in a comment, and each answer will go in the draw to win the grand prize of a $25 gift voucher to spend on any book you want at the Samhain store, a copy of Erica’s Choice AND an ebook from my backlist. I’ll also choose two more winners at random from all the comments received, and they will win a copy of Erica’s Choice as well.
Easy, huh? So let’s do it!
(comment on as many of the excerpt posts as you can to increase your chances, but your name will only be counted once per post. Thanks)
Erica’s Choice Excerpt 5
Erica didn’t object when Griff gave her thigh a squeeze. Corey stared at the sight and wondered why he didn’t object, either. When Griff started slowly stroking his hand up and down, Erica caught her breath and glanced over at Griff.
Griff met her gaze. “Sure this is okay?”
Erica nodded, gasped again when Griff trailed his touch higher on her thigh. As Griff steered them through the maze of Friday-night traffic, Corey’s gaze remained fixed on the sight of his friend’s hand massaging Erica’s leg, shifting her skirt upward, exposing the pale column of her thigh. Griff slipped beneath the shroud of grey material.
Erica said, “Oh God.”
Inwardly, Corey echoed the sentiment. Griff was touching Erica’s most intimate place. Stroking her and making her hips rock in helpless response.
Corey wondered why he didn’t stop this, why he wasn’t angry. Erica was shocked but not surprised by Griff’s advances, giving Corey the distinct impression they’d hatched this plot together. He’d wanted to make Erica his, but at some point Corey’s plan had been snatched out from under him. He should be seriously pissed at Griff for intruding on the intimacy he wanted to create with Erica.
Yet he wasn’t. He was too turned on to think, so caught up in the unexpected, dirty beauty of watching Griff finger Erica that objection was the last thing on his mind. Perhaps he was in shock, or so swamped by arousal nothing else could penetrate his lust-fogged mind. All Corey knew was that he wanted to watch Erica come. This way, he’d be free to see every beautiful expression on her face while she lost herself at Griff’s hand.
Jesus. He was thinking threesome and he’d never done anything like it before. Corey knew Griff had—with two women. Had he ever done it in this combination?
Griff’s apparent self-assurance told Corey the answer was most likely yes. But Corey had no clue how something like this was supposed to play out. Suddenly, he felt as unsure as a virgin.
“Number eighteen, right?” Griff asked.
At Erica’s nod, he swung the car to the left, into the driveway of a Queenslander-style house. He had to release Erica to power down the car. Completing the task in record time, Griff unsnapped his seat belt and turned.
In the dim light from the dash instruments Griff had left on, Corey recognized the heated glint of pure lust in his eyes. He reminded Corey of a tiger. The shadows slanted across his face, dissecting the amber coloring of his hair and the topaz glimmer of his eyes. He all but growled, “It’s too bloody late to tell me to stop, Cor. I have to make your girl come now.”
Corey closed his eyes on a groan. Despite what Griff said, it wasn’t too late. Griff would back off if Corey asked him to.
Beside him, Erica squirmed. “Please, Griff.”
Hearing her utter another man’s name like that stung. But lust acted like a buffer, protecting him from the worst of it. Corey wanted to see Griff make Erica come more than he wanted her to himself. He clung to Griff’s words, how he’d referred to Erica as your girl. When this was all over Corey swore he’d make that happen, he’d make Erica his. Somehow.
Right now, she was theirs.
Question: Has Corey ever had a threesome before?
I’ll announce the winners at the end of the weekend on my blog, but don’t forget to leave your email address so I can contact you direct.
Here’s the blog tour schedule:
- Sami Lee
- Down Under Divas
- International Heat
- Smutketeers (right here!)
P.S. Like menage stories but not sure you like male/male? I have another book called Chasing Sunset, which is a straight MFM, no hanky panky between the guys : ). Feel free to give it a try.
But seriously, my boys Griff and Corey are really nice together *wink*
Bye for now
***You can buy ERICA’S CHOICE now on Amazon or B&N! ***
Today I’m on USA Today magazine’s Happy Ever After blog talking about BDSM, erotica, my wild times on Playboy Radio, my latest release TEMPTATION’S EDGE, and of course, the amazing phenomenon that is the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy! To celebrate I’m having an easy peasy CONTEST here! All you have to do to enter is stop by my USA Today interview and comment there, share it on Facebook or Twitter (there are links on my article)-then come back here and let me know you’ve done it. That’s it! I’ll announce my winner tomorrow here in the comments section!
What can you win, you ask? I’m giving away PDF’s of the first two books in my ‘Edge’ series, the Holt Medallion winning PLEASURE’S EDGE and DESIRE’S EDGE, 2012 Bookseller’s Best finalist, PLUS I’ll throw in a $10.00 Amazon gift card! Go forth and enter!
All For Smut, and Smut For All!
And the winner of Elle Kennedy’s contest is…
Congrats and thanks to all who entered!
Today, we bring you the awesomeness of Elle Kennedy. The Smutketeers are doing it up right with a sexy excerpt and a contest that will leave you feeling hot! Without further ado, let’s turn things over to Elle…
Elle: Hey everyone! So today is the release of my latest sexy contemporary with Samhain Publishing—FEELING HOT—and the Smutketeers have been kind enough to let me babble about it for a while J This is the seventh book in the Out of Uniform series, which features sexy SEAL heroes and sassy heroines. What makes this latest installment extra unique is that it’s the first full-length book of the bunch, and launches a new group of sexy, sexy sailors!
To celebrate, I’m posting a short excerpt, one of my favourite scenes from the book actually. The heroine Jen is determined to seduce our hero, Cash—and she’ll use any weapon in her seduction arsenal to make that happen. But Cash has been ordered to keep his hands off her, so she’s gonna have a tough time luring this stubborn SEAL to the sexy side…
Enjoy the excerpt!
Everyone who comments today will be entered into a draw to win an e-copy of the story. Just let me know what you think of the excerpt, or who your favourite OOU character is, or who you prefer to do the seducing–the hero or heroine, or really, just say anything!
Winner will be announced here on Thursday 8/23. And if you don’t win, pop over to Samhain or Amazon and pick up a copy of Feeling Hot!
In tight quarters, anything can happen.
It’s been a rough month for Navy SEAL Cash McCoy. Fresh off six months of celibacy during his deployment, he almost got into a hot blonde’s panties before they were interrupted. Since then, he still hasn’t gotten laid. The reason? He lost her number. And no other woman has replaced her face in his fantasies.
Then his CO asks him to keep an eye on his sister for a few weeks. Just until her psycho stalker ex is transferred. Cash’s new houseguest is none other than the same gorgeous, quirky blonde. And just his luck—his orders include an emphatic hands off.
Jen Scott is having none of it. Now that she has a second chance, she’s not letting Cash slip away. Orders be damned, he’s the one man capable of helping her explore her sexuality. She’s even willing to break her own rule—never date military men—to get the gorgeous SEAL into her bed.
Except Cash makes it clear he wants more than she bargained for. Much more. Not just her body, but the one thing she promised herself she’d never give to a man in uniform. Her heart.
Warning: Sexy SEAL? Check. Sassy heroine determined to seduce him? Check. Scorching hot sex bound to make you blush? Double check. A threesome and some man-on-man action? Triple check. You’ve been warned.
Feeling Hot Excerpt
Copyright 2012 Elle Kennedy
“So what’s your favorite sexual position?”
Cash choked mid-sip.
Coughing wildly, he put his bottle on the table and gawked at her. “Excuse me?”
“Your favorite sexual position,” she repeated.
He gritted his teeth. “I’m not telling you that. It’s inappropriate subject matter for two people who won’t be having sex.”
“Friends talk about stuff like that. Me and Tessa do it all the time.”
He gave a stubborn shake of the head. “No way.”
“Come on,” she cajoled. “Let me guess, it’s doggy-style, right? You totally seem like the doggy-style kinda guy.”
His jaw started to hurt, he was grinding his teeth that hard. “I know what you’re doing, Jenny, and it ain’t gonna work.”
Her expression epitomized innocence. “I’m just trying to get to know you. As a friend.”
“You want to get to know me? Ask me what my favorite color is, or my favorite movie.” He answered before she could say a word. “Black. Die Hard. There, sharing time is over.”
“My favorite position is missionary,” she said, ignoring him. “Very vanilla of me, I guess, but I think there’s a deeper intimacy there. Oh, and when the guy’s on top, it’s easier for me to come because his pelvis rubs against my cli—”
“Jesus!” Cash interrupted.
Too late. Her words had sent an onslaught of images into his head and now all he could picture was Jen’s perfect body writhing beneath him as his stupid pelvis stroked her clit with every thrust of his cock. His very hard cock. Like the hard cock pushing against his shorts at the moment.
Breathing sharply through his nose, he ordered the erection to retreat. When it didn’t, he had to wait for Jen to lean forward to set her beer on the table before he made a subtle rearrangement down below. From the smirk she shot him, he knew she’d noticed what he’d done.
“You really won’t tell me your favorite position?” she prompted.
“Okay. I’ll just keep guessing then.” She lifted her legs and sat cross-legged on the couch, her blonde hair falling over one shoulder. “I’m thinking missionary, except you’re on your knees and the chick’s ankles are up on your shoulders so you can drive deeper—”
“Woman on top,” he burst out.
Cash clenched his jaw. “Yes.”
Because there was nothing hotter than watching a pair of sexy tits swaying as their owner rode him like a cowgirl…
He bit back the response, shoved away the new swarm of dirty images, and glared at her. “Just because.” Then he picked up his bottle and drained the whole damn thing.
Aren’t we all winners? Really? Look at the fun we’ve had. And I’m pretty sure we made some new friends. Which was the point.
Okay I won’t tease you. *g*
After an intense eenie meenie miny mo session-we have our winners
4th place prize winner who will receive a copy of their choice of an ebook from Eden Bradley, Robin L. Rotham AND me-RG Alexander is….
(note: since original miny mo landed on reader WE KNOW has read everything we have lol-I had to do a second round on this one. Just keeping it real lol)
Crystal Guidroz !!!
2nd and 3rd place winners, who each win a $25 Amazon Gift Card are…
And the first place winner, who will receive the grand prize of a $100 Amazon Gift Card is….
All the winners should send me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org for their prizes :)
And for our new friends and old, you might want to stick around for a while, because we are gearing up for tons of visiting authors, new releases, and our special brand of Smutpaloozas now that summer is almost over.
ALL FOR SMUT AND SMUT FOR ALL!
We’re having a contest!! From Friday to Monday-The Smutketeers are having a Friends Are The Best Revenge Weekend Contest! *wink* (what? I’m feeling airship pirate-y)
*Prizes: Putting the cart before the horse? Me? Okay maybe. We’ll have 4 prizes. Any ebook from Eden Bradley’s backlist, Robin L. Rotham’s backlist, or RG Alexander’s backlist -as well as a print copy of Geared for Pleasure from RG’s alter ego Rachel Grace (Crystal is vacationing-but she’s here in spirit)-will go to one winner.
*2 winners will each receive a $25 Amazon Gift Card.
*1st prize? $100 Amazon Gift Card
Now what, you may ask, do you have to do for such a bounty? Well, I’ll tell you at the end of this post.*tease*
First, for those of you who may not know us as well as our Smutkedettes, let me introduce you to the Smutketeers.
Motto: ALL FOR SMUT AND SMUT FOR ALL!
Authors/Smutketeers: RG Alexander/Rachel Grace, Eden Bradley/Eve Berlin, Robin L Rotham, and Crystal Jordan
Genre: Erotic? of course. Contemporary, Paranormal, Science Fiction? Check. Whatever kind of erotic romance you enjoy, chances are, we have you covered.
RG Alexander/ Rachel Grace is a bestselling award-winning author who has written over 20+ books in the erotic paranormal, contemporary, and sci-fi/fantasy genres for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave and Berkley Heat. This year she won the prestigious Passionate Plume award for best Paranormal of 2012 for her menage anthology Three Sinful Wishes.
She maintains that she is the innocent Smutketeer, despite the denial of everyone who knows her. *g*
A taste of her work:
Best-selling and award-winning author Eden Bradley/Eve Berlin writes dark, edgy erotic fiction. Her work has been called ‘elegant, intelligent and sensual’. Eden has published a number of articles on writing and has written both print and e-books for Bantam/Delta, Harlequin Spice, HQN, Berkley Heat, Samhain Publishing, Magic Carpet Books, Phaze Publishing, and New Age Dimensions Publishing. Eden also writes erotic romance for Berkley Heat as Eve Berlin. Her debut Heat novel, PLEASURE’S EDGE, won the 2010 Holt Medallion Award for best Erotic Romance.
She is the shoe loving, big hearted, brilliant star that guides the Smutketeers
(okay this is RG talking, I’m a little biased)
Some of her work:
Robin L Rotham is a best selling author for Ellora’s Cave and Samhain Publishing who, along with being a busy mother and wife as well as a board member at Passionate Ink, has wowed the erotic romance reading community with her gritty farm hands and impossibly sexy aliens.
(RG again…I love Robin aka the dirty farm wife. That is all.)
A nibble of her treats:
Crystal Jordan is a best-selling, award-winning author who began writing romance after she finished graduate school and needed something to fill the hours that used to be eaten away by homework. What started as a hobby has quickly become a new career. She now writes paranormal, futuristic, contemporary, historical, and erotic romance. Additionally, she is a member of RWA and its erotic romance chapter, Passionate Ink. She also belongs to the award-winning author’s resource website and forum RomanceDivas.com, where she serves as a moderator and Paranormal Liaison.
(RG one more time. I’m surrounded by super women)
a few of my favorites:
Now you find out what to do to win all these wonderful prizes over the weekend.
We’re going to have fun.
There are multiple ways to enter, and the more you enter, the more chances you have to win. (Smutkedettes and newcomers alike will get the same chance)
1. If you’ve read our books and you have a fb or a twitter account, share your favorite book and/or favorite line with #smutketeers and post the link here. If you haven’t read any of them yet (oh the horror) just let your followers know about the contest and #smutketeers when you do
2. Follow us on twitter @RG_Alexander @EdenBradley @robinlrotham @crystaljordan and let us know you’ve entered the contest with a #smutketeers
3. Join our Smutketeers yahoo group http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Smutketeers/ or our street team http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SmutketeersStreetTarts/ and let us know-if you are already a member…bring a friend. The more friends you bring, the more entries you receive. :)
4. Anyway you have to share this awesome contest and let people know about it…do eet. Then share the link here.
It is good to have friends. Let’s see how many new ones we can make this weekend! The winners will be picked Monday night. Go forth and share!!
You know what I’m going to say don’t you? You should.
ALL FOR SMUT AND SMUT FOR ALL!!
You know the Smutketeers are all about the smut, but we’re also about romance and all things steampunk! This week an awesome steampunk story came out and we have to tell you about it! Suzanne Lazear is a friend of the Smutketeers, and in addition to being a very knowledgeable steampunker, she’s also a wonderful writer. Her story is a YA, but don’t let that scare you away, our dear Smutkedettes-we all read a variety of genres, and we’re pretty sure most of you do, too! So if you want something a bit different from our usual smutty fare, why not try this incredibly well-imagined world where steam and faeries collide…INNOCENT DARKNESS, book 1 of The Aether Chronicles, is Suzanne Lazear’s young adult steampunk dark fairytale debut.
Be careful what you wish for…In an alternate version of 1901 Los Angeles sixteen-year-old Noli Braddock’s hoyden ways land her in an abusive reform school far from home. On mid-summer’s eve she wishes to be anyplace but that dreadful school. A mysterious man from the Realm of Faerie brings her to the Otherworld, only to reveal that she must be sacrificed to restore his dying world. Her best friend, V, who has secrets of his own, appears to help Noli escape and return to the mortal realm. If they are successful, Noli will live, but if she does the entire Otherworld civilization will perish.
Thank you so much for having me on today. My fairytale steampunk young adult book INNOCENT DARKNESS released last week. It’s a mashup of steampunk, faeries, and fairytales. It’s a story of flying cars, evil queens, huntsman, wishes gone away, bad bargains, and, (of course), hot faery boys. Be carful what you wish for…and never talk to strange faeries.
The following excerpt takes place inside a dream. Noli has been taken into the Otherworld (faerie) by Kevigthn Silver, the high queen’s huntsman. Her best friend, Steven, whom Noli calls “V” is worried about her. He attempts to dream search for her…only when he finds her in her dreams Noli has other ideas.
She sat in her tree house, looking up at the full moon, unable to sleep. Often, she’d have trouble sleeping when the moon sat high and heavy. V would find her and they’d sit and gaze at the stars and talk—usually about books.
“Are you up there, Noli?” A soft and familiar voice cut through the night, clear, crisp, and breezy, just as she preferred.
“No, I’m in my room fast asleep like a proper young lady instead of up in a tree like a hoyden.” She grinned. Seconds later, a familiar face greeted her. As always, his hair was a mess. He wasn’t in his nightclothes.
“Noli. Oh, Noli, I missed you so much.” He flew at her, wrapping her in an embrace far more comfortable than was proper.
“Why?” She laughed. “We saw each other after school, like always. Oh, did your father punish you again?” V often needed to talk to her after he’d been punished.
His forehead furrowed in confusion. “Where have you been?”
She pressed a hand to his cheek. “Are you feeling well? After school, you helped me re-hang the shutters, then drilled me on my Latin while I did the wash.”
“Please, where have you been? Are you still at the school … or are you … elsewhere?” His voice held so much yearning she wanted to cry.
“Why would I be at school, silly? It’s evening. I don’t understand.” A strange feeling formed deep in her belly.
“Don’t fret.” He reached out and tucked a wayward curl behind her ear. “You still have the necklace I gave you?”
“You gave me a necklace?”
Her hand went to her chest. A lump lay under her nightdress. “You did. How could I have forgotten?” Pulling it out, she examined it. “It’s so pretty. Why did you give me a necklace?”
He sat close to her, and for some reason it no longer seemed brotherly. Suddenly, neither did her feelings for him. It seemed …
Oh. Was this what Mama meant when she said they were too old to be best friends?
“Please wear it always, Noli. Promise me you’ll never take it off.” His fingertips traced the necklace chain and when they made contact with her bare skin, little shocks of … something … reverberated through her.
“I will. What is it? Is it a love token?” Noli writhed. “I’m sorry, that’s such a silly—”
V’s lips pressed to hers, sweet and light, like feathers dipped in honey. When she tried to pull back, his arms wrapped around her, bringing them so close together she could feel his beating heart. Could he feel hers as it raced?
When he pulled back, his spectacled eyes looked at her, concerned. His finger traced her cheekbone. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine.” Not really. Her belly was aflutter and deep places, secret places, seemed to have awoken. “Why did you kiss me?”
“To see what it was like.” A boyish grin played on V’s lips. For some reason he looked even more handsome than usual. It must be the moonlight.
“Why?” Her heart raced and her skin blazed. If he touched her again something would happen—but she wasn’t sure what.
“Because.” V tapped her on the nose, making her laugh.
“Did you like what you found?” Oh, that sounded so idiotic.
His green eyes danced with excitement and desire. “I did. Did you?”
Before she could answer, his lips pressed to hers again. This time, she kissed him back.
INNOCENT DARKNESS, book 1 of The Aether Chronicles is Suzanne Lazear’s young adult steampunk dark fairytale debut. Suzanne lives in Southern California with her daughter, the hubby, and a hermit crab, where she’s currently attempting to make a raygun to match her ballgown. She’s also part of the Steampunk group blog Steamed http://wwww.ageofsteam.wordpress.com Learn more about the Aether Chronicles at http://www.aetherchronicles.com