July 23, 2014
Raine Delight’s Top Five Book Series to Devour this Summer
Thanks to Sloane for letting me have this spot to talk about my top five book series to enjoy this summer as well as my latest release.
It’s summer here in my neck of the woods and that means no school, lazy days and gorgeous weather…well maybe. I live in between Buffalo and Rochester, New York so our summers here are in flux a lot. One minute hotter than Hades, another so cool you need a sweatshirt or jacket. But I am determined this summer to get caught up on some of my favorite series considering I have seen more books come out and my time to read has been limited.
So without further adieu, let me list my top five series I am going to try to get caught up on this summer if it kills me.
5) Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark Hunters/Chronicles of Nick Series
Lord have mercy, I am so far behind it isn’t funny with this series. I think I stopped right around Bad Moon Rising (DH) and Infinity (CoN) and got swept away with other books and so forth. I really want to see if I can re-read all the books up to the new one, Styxx (DH) & Illusion (CoN), so I am somewhat caught up before the new books come out next year.
4) The Hollows Series by Kim Harrison
The author has the final book in the series releasing this fall and I am determined to re-read the books so I can get caught up with all the going on’s with Ivy, Jenks & Rachel Morgan. This series looks like it is going out with a bang and I am eager to get caught up with everyone before the new book appears.
3) JR Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood Series
Oh man, I am so far behind on this series, it isn’t funny anymore. I am hoping I can get caught up before the next book is out so I am not feeling so lost when I read the book blurbs and follow conversations on it online. I left off on Butch’s story so I am thinking I need my BDB fix soon.
2) Larissa Ione’s Demonica/Lords of Deliverance Series
I stopped on book two of the Demonica series and haven’t read the other books or the spin-off, Lords of Deliverance even though all the new books are sitting on my bookshelf waiting for me to pick them up. From what I remember this series touched all my love buttons right from the start and I am thinking it’s a perfect beach read.
And finally, my number one series to get to this summer is…..
Julie Kagawa’s Blood of Eden series
My daughter just raved about this trilogy and I got all three books staring at me. Darker than her Iron Fey series and dealing with a dystopian world with vampires and other bump in the night creatures on top of the food chain. I have been eager to read this series from the moment I heard of it and look forward to finding out more about the books as well as the characters.
So there you have it…My top five summer book series I hope to make a dent in over the next month or two. I am lucky I can skim read and whatnot because that is a lot of books to get a handle on.
So my question is to you, dear readers…what book series are you eager to explore or re-read again? I will pick one commenter for a $5 All Romance gift card as a prize. Make sure to leave your email address within the comment so I know how to contact you in case you win.
A short contemporary M/M Story
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It’s Valentine’s weekend, and for Skylar Everclear it’s a holiday he wishes he could forget. Mysterious roses keep popping up on his doorstep. No idea what is going, a little disturbed by this secret admirer, he tries to forget it all since he just got rid of the latest line of loser boyfriends and just wants to do his job at the local bakery. But when he meets his new neighbor, Marc Douglas, he finds himself drawn to the quiet young man even as he tries to not let his libido take over. But on Valentine’s Day, a mysterious rose again pops up with a note to meet his admirer that night. Will Skylar take a chance that love is right there waiting for him?
And now a short teaser:
Pulling into his parking spot, he wearily dragged his aching body out of the car then stopped suddenly. There was a guy walking out of the apartment building Skylar lived in, whistling some nameless tune. His jeans hugged his legs and the buttoned down shirt made his hands itch to see what was under it. Swallowing hard, Skylar pasted a sickly smile on his face and started walking again. Even up close, he looked amazing and his eyes were gorgeous…a deep emerald green with flecks of gold. They captured Skylar’s attention and he must have looked like a moron staring at the guy but he couldn’t look away. The stranger cleared his throat and had him gasping like a fish out of water, heat washed over his face.
“Sorry,” he mumbled as he tried not to stare anymore but man, this guy was hot.
“It’s…okay. Um, do you live here?”
That little hesitance had Skylar really feeling bad for scaring the guy. He didn’t mean to alarm him but there was something about this guy that had Skylar’s body humming and his cock was already half hard from the lust filled visions filling his head.
With a shake of his head, Skylar focused on what the guy was asking. “Yes I do. Apartment B3. Are you new to the complex? I don’t think I have seen you here before?”
“Yes…I …um just moved in today.” The poor guy looked like he wanted to bolt.
Skylar didn’t have a clue why he looked so fearful. He put out his hand, “Welcome to the building. I hope you get settled in and if you need any help, please just knock on my door. If I am not at work, I am home so it isn’t a bother. My name is Skylar…Skylar Everclear.”
He felt like an idiot with his hand out. After figuring he made the worst first impression, the mysterious guy shook his hand and smiled, tremulous, but still a smile that made his heart catch. He had these deep dimples and he made Skylar think very naughty thoughts.
”I’m Marc Douglas, and I’ll keep that in mind if I need help, Skylar. Thank you for your generous offer. I need to get to work, but I hope we see each other around.”
Skylar dropped his hand and watched as Marc walk to his motorcycle and climbed on. With a roar the guy waved and zoomed out of the parking lot. Heaving a sigh as he watched the taillights disappear, Skylar shook his head and walked to his apartment. Then stopped and stared…feeling as if the ocean was going to swallow him whole.
Another. Damn. Rose.
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Raine Delight loves to be pampered by her harem of men that exist solely for her pleasure. Wait…..that was in a movie she saw. Hey, she can dream. Raine loves to fight with her muse, attack her manuscripts and find a way to silence the many voices in her head. Inspiration hits at odd times and for Raine, a blank word document page gives her many possibilities on story ideas. Living with her two kids, a significant other who supports her every move in writing and doesn’t seem to mind she gets up at 2 am to type away on the computer. With a love for Johnny Depp, movies and 80’s hair bands, Raine finds a way to bring all her chaotic thoughts into a story that tells her readers about love and romance.
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July 21, 2014
Just for You – Absolutely FREE
I am excited to announce that my latest release All Roads Lead to Lucca, a FREE erotic romance, is now available for you reading pleasure.
Roads less traveled often hold the greatest rewards.
CEO Julia Dickenson is no longer consumed by the past. She is now eager to move forward and embrace the future. To celebrate her monumental decisions, Julia is on a short holiday in Italy when fate knocks her off balance and into the arms of a Roman god.
Letting go is difficult for Lucca Albanese, even though he wants to be happy again. He struggles daily with the inept employees at his tour company, the loneliness that rules his life, and his adult children who give him no peace.
Lucca’s headaches go on holiday when a disastrous tour throws him together with a fiery woman who is determined to enjoy life to the fullest, no matter what road she travels.
“I do not want to leave, Julia.” Lucca stepped back. “But are you sure this is what you want?”
“More than anything.”
The doors silently slid apart, and they stepped inside the cage.
“No regrets in the morning?” His worried face reflected in the marbled glass.
She wrapped her arm around his waist and murmured, “Lucca, this is everything I want right now. Let’s make the most of my short stay.”
The elevator stopped, and they walked to her room in silence with their arms twined around each other. At her door, Julia fished in her purse for the keycard. Lucca shuffled from foot to foot.
“Are you as nervous as I am?” She handed him the card.
Lucca flashed a sheepish grin. “A long time has passed since I have been drawn to a woman, let alone in her bedroom.”
The door popped open, and they entered the dimly lit room. Julia dropped her purse on a chair and propped her treasured painting against the dresser mirror. She glanced up. Her eyes met his, and they held.
Lucca turned her in his arms. He cupped her face in his large hands and tilted her to him. A century of longing passed before he gently touched her lips with his. He tasted of rich foods and expensive wine, and she couldn’t get enough. She licked his lips, anxious for the dessert soon to come.
He skimmed his hand along her cheek and down to her throat. She wanted to tell him how much this meant to her, but words were impossible. Her heart stuttered, and breath caught in her throat. Moisture pooled between her clenched thighs. More than anything, she needed this amazing man’s bare skin next to hers. To feel him enter her. Pumping in and out. A shiver of desire arrowed to her clit.
She raised her arms. He skimmed her top up and off, and then her skirt floated into a puddle at her feet. Her breasts grew heavy. Her nipples tight and hard. He traced the swell of her right breast before he popped open the front closure clip of her bra. In an instant, the lace joined her other clothes. He glided his hands along her torso and ignited streaks of fire in their path. He dropped to his knees before he whisked her panties down her legs. She placed her hands on his shoulders and stepped clear of her scant lingerie. She stood before him wearing just her espadrilles.
Lucca pressed his hot cheek against her abdomen and murmured a string of sweet-sounding words. She ran her fingers through his silky hair and held him close. He pulled back and gazed up at her. His dark eyes were shiny and black. The skin pulled taut over his chiseled face.
“You are a beautiful woman, cara,” His voice came out raspy, almost harsh, as if he had gone for days without a sip of water. “A man must not hurry pleasuring a woman. He must savor every moment. I believe a woman is born to be cherished. Treasured, like priceless art or an exquisite day you must never forget.”
His palms followed the sweep of her hips as he pressed tender kisses along her pubic line. Her body trembled with longing. He inched her thighs apart and breathed deep. The musky aroma of her sex perfumed the air. He spread her legs wider as he lowered his head. The sight of his dark head between her thighs…
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July 14, 2014
HOT New Collection from Sam Cheever
Actually, it’s a re-release of an old favorite. #:0) Freshly edited and updated and with a sexy new cover! If you haven’t read these sexy, action-packed paranormal stories, I hope you’ll check them out!
Book 1: Eros Unbridled (Formerly Nocked Over)
In the battle for true love, sometimes those who aren’t willing to fight sustain the most damage.
Like generations of Cupids before her, Daphne Charissa is doomed to a long and loveless life. Tall, smart and sexy, Bion Chronos is everything she’s ever wanted in a man…and nothing she can ever have. The Fates have decreed that none of the Cupid race will ever know lifelong love. But love has a funny way of testing fate, and the power of a woman’s tears should never be underestimated.
Book 2: Eros Unchecked (Formerly Nocked Asunder)
Love can grow amid monsters and misunderstandings. If only she has the strength to grasp it.
Athena Googlios’ new client is everything she thinks she wants in a lover. But Damian Leandar is a man of dangerous secrets and complex problems. Tormented by mythological beasts and struggling with her own innate prejudice…Athena is in danger of letting her perfect man slip away. Just as she realizes how much she wants him to stay.
Book 3: Eros Uncensored (Formerly Nocked Senseless)
He might have been high on Brimstone when he met her. But he wasn’t too drugged to recognize a good thing when she stuck a knife under his chin!
Hermes figured he had no future, so he gave up, wasting his days inhaling Brimstone in a Succubi House on Olympus. Cursed from birth, Nidras knew her future was sketchy at best. But the last thing she intended to do was give up. She thought she had to fight the curse alone, but she never counted on a drug muddled Cupid setting his sights on her and gumming up the works. Especially one as sexy and fun as Hermes. So what if he didn’t have the first clue how to protect himself in her dangerous world? It didn’t stop him from trying!
From Eros Uncensored
Inside the castle, we kept to the walls and shadows down a maze of long, stone hallways. My inner compass told me we were heading toward the back of the palace, deep into its ugly, stone bowels. The air was cold, damp and smelled like mildew. The stone walls we scraped against were covered in green slime. The floor was slick with the same green stain.
My curly toed shoes didn’t have much traction against the slime. It was all I could do to stay upright.
The only light in the halls came from the occasional torch, sending smelly, black oil smoke into the air to mix with the mildew.
All around us the skitter of little critter feet danced across the stone floor. Probably rats.
“I like what he’s done with the place.”
I lowered my voice. “This place is like a bad cliché.”
She glared at me but didn’t respond.
We climbed several sets of stone stairs and emerged into a larger, slightly better lit area. The large, wooden door opposite the stairwell was guarded.
I looked at Nidras and sneered.
The two gremlins were about three feet tall. They had soft, dark brown fur covering their bodies and a lighter, golden fur on their faces.
Their brown eyes were enormous and soft, giving them a decidedly squeezable look.
Nidras shook her head and stepped out, knives in hand.
The gremlins blinked once, twice and then were suddenly airborne. They hit us in a wash of fur and froth, their tiny little fur faces transformed in the blink of an eye into gaping maws filled with razor sharp teeth.
My rabid teddy bear clamped its teeth over the forearm I’d instinctively thrown up to protect my face and worked it with surprising strength. I swung my arm hard in an attempt to dislodge it but the thing held on, its teeth ripping through skin, muscle and even bone as I tried to shake it off me.
In my panic I momentarily forgot to use my sword.
Nidras had flung her gremlin to the ground and was plunging a knife into its tiny chest. I couldn’t get my teddy bear off me.
Finally, in desperation, I grabbed my sword and pulled it free with my left hand, arcing it through the air toward the furry little body.
The gremlin swung its back legs up and wrapped them around my arm, making itself too small a target for me to reach with my sword. Unless I wanted to lop my own arm off.
Pain radiated from my torn and bleeding arm. I was pretty sure I’d have a big scar.
I looked up and saw Nidras standing with her arms crossed, one dark eyebrow lifted in a definite “I told you so” expression. Her knives were back in their sheaths.
“You could help me here.”
She shrugged. “It’s just an oversized teddy bear.”
Okay, I probably deserved that.
I swung around and slammed the gremlin up against the wall. My elbow screamed from the impact but the thing stopped chewing on my arm and blinked. I slammed it a second and then third time, finally managing to drop it to the ground at my feet.
Blood ran from my arm as I jammed my sword into the gremlin’s chest, finishing it off.
I motioned toward the door. “After you.”
Nidras’ face softened as she looked at my torn arm. “Let me heal that for you.”
I shook my head. “I’m wearing it as a reminder that I’m an ass.”
Her perfect, peach-tinted lips tipped up slightly at the corners. “How about if I heal it and just keep telling you you’re an ass?” When I still hesitated she offered, “I can leave a scar to remind you.”
I thought about this for a minute. My hand was already going numb and I figured it would be hard to use my sword soon. “Okay.”
“Watch the door while I work.” Nidras placed exquisitely soft hands over my forearm and closed her eyes. Energy and light flooded the area around and under her hands and I gasped as intense heat infused tender, torn flesh. Gritting my teeth against the pain, I kept one eye on the door as pain seared up my arm and made my pulse pound in my temples.
Finally the pain and heat slid away and Nidras stepped back.
I looked at my arm. “There’s no scar.”
She shrugged, pulling her knives. “So I lied. I’m pretty sure you’ll have lots more reminders that you’re an ass.”
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USA Today Best Selling author Sam Cheever has published 50+ books of romantic suspense and fantasy/paranormal. Her books have won the Dream Realm Award for fantasy and The Swirl (interracial romance) Award. They’ve been nominated for and/or won several CAPAs, have been nominated multiple years for “Best of” with LRC and The Romance Reviews, and have won eCataromance’s Reviewer’s Choice award. Sam is published with Musa Publishing, Changeling Press; and Ellora’s Cave. She also publishes as Declan Sands, writing m/m fiction, and under her own imprint, Electric Prose Publications.
In real life, Sam lives in a cabin in the woods with 13 dogs and one husband. A self-proclaimed dog-aholic, Sam insists she’s holding at 13…maybe…
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July 9, 2014
Summertime is Party Time
by Sharon Ledwith
Two weeks ago we Canadians celebrated our National Holiday, Canada Day, that officially kicked off holiday season for me here in the northern hemisphere. Kids have big smiles, and adults are gearing up for family getaways. Some families head for their cottages or vacation homes while others prefer to pack up the trailer or tent and venture into Provincial or State Parks armed with bug spray and bathing suits. Still others choose a stay-cation, opting to stay at home, hang by the pool, or go on day trips with their loved ones. Whatever method of holiday people decide on, the anticipation of being with family for one or two weeks is well worth the wait!
Since this will be our last summer at our lake home (cue the tears), we had a big family gathering to say good-bye and celebrate all the good times we’ve had here. I expected a good size crowd, and had plenty of food on the menu. One such appetizer I prepared—Family Fiesta Dip—is popular at any summer bash, especially when family and friends drop by. So, juice up your taste buds and dive into my easy to make spicy dip at your pleasure.
Family Fiesta Dip
250g package of cream cheese (soft)
1 tbsp. margarine
½ cup of mayonnaise
1 small jar of salsa (vegetable chunk style)
1 medium red pepper, finely chopped
1 medium green pepper, finely chopped
1 medium tomato, finely chopped
3 green onions, finely chopped
1 cup shredded cheese of your choice (I prefer the nacho or tex-mex brand)
1 bag of Tortilla chips
Mix cream cheese, margarine, and mayonnaise until smooth. Spread in a medium-sized dish with edges to prevent spill over.
Cover with salsa – not too much so it’s not runny.
Layer as follows: chopped red pepper, chopped green pepper, chopped tomato, chopped green onions, and then top with shredded cheese.
Refrigerate before serving. Serve with tortilla chips (and napkins).
While you’re waiting for the Family Fiesta Dip to set, why not kick back on the beach or pool side or wherever you’ll be during your holidays and take a trip back into time with my Last Timekeepers MG/YA time travel series. Safe travels, everyone!
There is no moving forward without first going back.
Lilith was a young girl with dreams and a family before the final destruction of Atlantis shattered those dreams and tore her family apart. Now refugees, Lilith and her father make their home in the Black Land. This strange, new country has no place in Lilith’s heart until a beloved high priestess introduces Lilith to her life purpose—to be a Timekeeper and keep time safe.
Summoned through the seventh arch of Atlantis by the Children of the Law of One, Lilith and her newfound friends are sent into Atlantis’s past, and given a task that will ultimately test their courage and try their faith in each other. Can the Timekeepers stop the dark magus Belial before he changes the seers’ prophecy? If they fail, then their future and the earth’s fate will be altered forever.
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If you haven’t already read Sharon Ledwith’s novel, The Last Timekeepers and the Arch of Atlantis, here’s the blurb…
When 13-year-old Amanda Sault and her annoying classmates are caught in a food fight at school, they’re given a choice: suspension or yard duty. The decision is a no-brainer. Their two-week crash course in landscaping leads to the discovery of a weathered stone arch in the overgrown back yard. The arch isn’t a forgotten lawn ornament but an ancient time portal from the lost continent of Atlantis.
Chosen by an Atlantean Magus to be Timekeepers–legendary time travelers sworn to keep history safe from the evil Belial–Amanda and her classmates are sent on an adventure of a lifetime. Can they find the young Robin Hood and his merry band of teens? If they don’t, then history itself may be turned upside down.
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Sharon Ledwith is the author of the middle-grade/YA time travel series, THE LAST TIMEKEEPERS, available through Musa Publishing, and is represented by Walden House (Books & Stuff) for her teen psychic series, MYSTERIOUS TALES FROM FAIRY FALLS. When not writing, researching, or revising, she enjoys reading, yoga, anything arcane, and an occasional dram of scotch. Sharon lives a serene, yet busy life in a tourist region of Ontario, Canada, with her hubby, one spoiled yellow Labrador and a moody calico cat.
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July 7, 2014
An ADULT Fairy Tale from Sara Daniel
My favorite school assignment ever was modernizing and retelling a fairy tale (sophomore English – Aced it AND got extra credit – Thanks Ms. Seckler!), so when Decadent Publishing put out the call for a retelling of a Grimm’s Fairy Tale, my hand immediately shot in the air. I was given The Three Army Surgeons, an obscure, somewhat gruesome story that was definitely not a romance. (Read it here.)
At the beginning of the initial brainstorming, I thought, “You have got to be kidding me. What I have I gotten myself into?” But then I plunged in. Before long, I was giggling as I typed because Once Upon a Marriage was SO MUCH FUN to write. Yep, favorite assignment ever!
Once Upon a Marriage
A Decadent Publishing Beyond Fairytales Retelling of Grimm’s Three Army Surgeons
Time is running out for Armina Keer to have the baby she’s always wanted. Before she can move on with her life, she needs her estranged husband to sign their divorce papers. When she can’t get him to respond, her meddling uncles arrange for a trip to his inn. Despite vowing to guard her broken heart, she has to settle the past before she can have a future.
Ian Keer might not deserve a second chance with his wife, but he’s not going to give up one either, not with the immediate flaming attraction still between them. While her uncles’ antics wreak havoc on life at The Inn, he offers her the ultimate gamble: Spend the night with him, and afterwards he’ll sign the papers if she still wants to leave.
With everything riding on one night together, Ian must convince her that their love is strong enough the second time around, and Armina must decide if love is worth sacrificing her dreams.
“You hate me,” Ian whispered, feeling more nauseous than if he’d ingested a prosthetic eyeball. How could she not hate him when she believed their personal relationship had meant less to him than an employment issue?
Armina gazed beyond his left shoulder. “I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you. When we got married, I understood you had a strong work ethic combined with an unusual drive to succeed and a consuming passion for the Inn. I knew I’d come in second to this place.”
He opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but couldn’t. If she’d made him choose, he wouldn’t have picked her.
“I thought I was okay with it,” she continued. “After all, I loved the Inn, too, and wanted you to realize your vision for it. Turns out I wasn’t okay. I didn’t realize how distant second place actually was.” She shrugged her slim shoulders. “Live and learn, right?”
Not right. He wanted to take back the lesson and teach her about real love instead. “You never should have had to settle for second place. With me or with anyone else. No one has the right to ask that of you.”
“Agreed.” Her voice came out stronger, her shoulders squared, and she looked him directly in the eye. “Now you understand why I want a divorce.”
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July 2, 2014
4th of July Treat
from Dominique Eastwick
Italian Raspberry Torte
1 ¼ cup all purpose flour
½ tsp. baking soda
½ tsp. baking powder
¼ tsp. salt
2/3 cup sugar & ¼ cup sugar
¾ cup sour cream
½ cup butter, melted
½ tsp. vanilla
½ tsp. almond extract
1 8 oz pkg. cream cheese, softened
2 cups fresh raspberries
Fresh mint sprigs (optional)
Preheat oven to 350°F.
Grease a 9″ springform pan: set aside.
Combine flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt; set aside.
In a large mixing bowl combine 2/3 cup sugar, ½ cup sour cream, melted butter, eggs, vanilla, and ¼ tsp. almond extract with an electric mixer.
Add flour mixture to sugar mixture. Beat until combined. Pour batter into prepared pan.
Bake 15 minutes. Remove partially baked cake from oven and place on wire rack.
In a new bowl beat cream cheese and ¼ cup sugar with an electric mixer until smooth.
Beat in remaining sour cream and almond extract.
Spoon cream cheese mixture over top of partially baked cake, Spread mixture carefully to edges. Return cake to oven. Bake 20-25 mnutes or until top is set and edges are brown.
Place cake on wire rack. Mound berries on cake, pressing some of the berries gently into cake top.
Cool 10 minutes. Loosen sides of cake from pan.
Cool 30 minutes more. Remove sides of pan.
Serve chilled. Add mint sprigs, if desired.
Makes 12-16 servings.
While your torte is chilling, how about a hot read?
Even the big mistakes can be forgiven if you love enough.
If you love something…
Riley Sherman knew when to cut her losses. Although she loved Barret, he never seemed ready to commit. His business would always be his first love.
If it doesn’t come back…
Barret Briggs grew up poor and would be damned if anyone he loved ever went hungry again. Too late he realized that hunger can eat at the heart too.
But what if loves bumps back into you?
When fate throws them together again, can he prove to her he is now worthy of her love? And can she open herself up enough to let him back in?
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Dominique Eastwick currently calls North Carolina home with her husband, two children, one crazy lab and one lazy cat. Dominique spent much of her early life moving from state to state as a Navy Brat, because of that traveling is one of her favorite past times. When not writing you can find Dominique doing her second love…photography.
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June 30, 2014
BON JOUR, MES AMIS
I am elated to announce my five Naughty Ladies of Nice books are now available in a boxed set for $1.99.
Treat yourself to a mini vacation in France with five fun-packed books where intrigue, romance, and Haute cuisine collide into erotic adventure.
FRENCH Tart Book 1
Bon Appétit…Satisfy all your cravings at cooking school.
Determined to prove herself and shed her party girl image, Donatienne Dubois pins her hope on the exclusive cooking school in Nice, France. One by one her expectations are shattered by a foul-mouthed parrot, a bogus Michelin chef, and a headmistress with a heart of tungsten steel. Donni’s lifesaver is a bad boy too hot not to handle.
Mark Anderson is incognito and hating every moment. To pose as a student while keeping tabs on a rich wild child is his version of hell, until he partners with the dish of Crème Brulée good enough to eat.
Class takes on a whole new meaning as Doni and Mark heat up the kitchen when they discover honey has better uses than sweetening tea.
FRENCH Delights Book 2
Fantasy blooms in a garden of wicked delight.
Science is Paul’s life. Close to a major breakthrough, all he wants is to be left alone with his trees and not be forced to entertain a corporate suit. That is until the suit arrives in a sexy sundress. Now all Paul can think about is experimenting on her, not his orchard.
Lisette is less than thrilled about spending a month at a moldering chateau on the French Riviera with only some dried up old scientist for company. However the hot man in dirty jeans tending his scraggly trees proves more of a garden fantasy than the nerd in a lab coat.
Sex and science create a volatile formula resulting in total delight.
FRENCH Twist Book 3
Spies and lies bring a deadly twist to the City of Lights.
Interpol agent Claudette D’Laquois is trapped in the hellhole of life and unable to trust anyone. Desperate to regain control, she flees to the safety of her uncle’s rundown chateau on the French Riviera. But Claudette soon learns the countryside has its own dangers when she finds herself alone with a sexy foreigner.
Uptight accountant Donald Hobbs ditches numbers for dirt to oversee his friend’s orchard for three weeks. His well deserved vacation is perfect until a seductive mademoiselle drags him into a dangerous world of intrigue and erotic fantasy.
Illegal drugs and Russian mobsters take a back seat to a lethal night of sinful pleasure for Claudette and Don.
FRENCH Kiss Book 4
Man and the sea have one commonality – both have a great capacity to create evil.
Author Rachel Conklin rejuvenates her creativity on the French Riviera as a fishing boat cook. Her plan is perfect until a storm at sea sets in motion a series of violent events beyond her imagination. Afraid to trust anyone, Rachel pretends amnesia when she awakens on a deserted island in the arms of a sexy stranger.
Dr. Henri Bernier has the ideal life with a job he loves and an inherited old fishing boat he treasures. He may not be the best sailor, but he is always cautious of the evil that travels above and below the water. Henri is caught in a vicious storm and moors at a small island where he discovers his perfect life leaves much to be desired.
Treachery and sex traffickers force Rachel and Henri to stretch their limits and face what truly matters in life.
FRENCH Tickler Book 5
Lace and handcuffs…tools of the trade.
New Yorker Samantha Bradley has a fun, sexy career designing ladies lingerie. Now that her business is on the rise, she treats herself to a well deserved break on the French Riviera where the women are glamorous and the men are gorgeous. After a few days Sam is eager to sample more than just the local cuisine.
Cisco Bernier is France’s key criminal prosecutor, but his courtroom charm falls flat outside the hallowed halls of justice. From family relationships to romantic trysts, his success rate is abysmal until a chance encounter with a sensuous young American businesswoman spins his staid world out of control.
Sam and Cisco sizzle together, but any future is threatened when their pasts collide. Her mob-connected father and his deceitful mother resurface and drag them into a corrupt world of lies and danger.
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I’ll be back Wednesday with a new recipe. Until then…
June 25, 2014
From Sweden with Love
Please welcome a good friend and my adopted son Anders to the blog. He was born and bred in Norway, but now lives in scenic Gothenburg, Sweden. Click here to view pictures of the beautiful island. Anders is also the Founder and Administrations Manager for Queer Town Abbey, a respected online magazine for the LGBTQ community, friends, and supporters.
Along with all his other credits, Anders is an avid cook and baker. Today he brings with him an amazing carrot cake that serves four. I’m not sure if the frosting is the clincher, the cake, or the excellent combination, but Studs and I can’t seem to get enough of this delicious dessert.
2 large eggs
3 cups granulated sugar
1½ cups neutral oil (Crisco or Wesson)
4 cups flour
1 tsp. bicarbonate of soda (baking soda)
½ tsp. baking powder
2 tsp. ground cinnamon
1 tsp. ground ginger
½ tsp. salt
300g peeled carrots (5 cups finely grated)
1½ cups coconut grated or shredded
Preheat the oven to 175°C 350°F.
Cover the bottom of a springform tin with baking paper.
Beat eggs and sugar until white and fluffy. Add the oil and whisk together.
In a medium-sized bowl mix together flour, baking soda, baking powder, cinnamon, ginger, and salt.
Stir the dry ingredients into the egg mixture. Finish by folding in the grated carrots and coconut.
Pour batter into pan. Bake 45-50 minutes until a toothpick comes out clean.
Remove Your Carrot Cake from a Springform Pan
Cool the cake completely before you attempt to remove it from the pan.
Slide a flat-bladed knife, such as a butter knife, around the inside edge of the pan to loosen the cake. Unfasten the latch on the side of the pan and gently ease the side of the pan off the cake.
Gently place your serving plate over the top of the cake. While you hold the bottom of the pan upend the cake in a fluid movement. Carefully slide your knife between the bottom of the pan and the cake. Lift off the bottom of the pan. Peel off the parchment paper.
Cream Cheese Frosting
100g butter, unsalted
200g cream cheese
4 cups sifted powdered sugar
grated lemon zest/peel or vanilla to taste
Beat the butter until creamy. Add cream cheese and whisk together thoroughly, about 3-5 minutes.
Sift the powdered sugar over the top and whisk together until well blended and creamy.
Do you want to flavor the frosting? If so, add lemon zest or a little vanilla.
Spread frosting on the cake and decorate with, for example, pecan or walnut halves, or serve just as is.
I’ll be back Monday with Rebecca Royce and her latest release. Until then…
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June 23, 2014
What’s in a Name?
by Eleni Konstantine
Many writers write under a pen name and I decided I was going to do this as well. Firstly, I had been working as a librarian and I had wanted me the writer separate from that identity.
So why did I choose Eleni Konstantine?
Well, Eleni is actually my real name. Confused? When dad registered me at the Australian consulate (I was born as an Australian overseas as my dad by this stage was an Australian citizen), they used the Anglicized version of my name – Helen. So Helen I became as well as Eleni and I’ve been answering to both all my life. I believe if you’re going to pick a pen name, pick one you will respond to. If someone is calling your pen name and you don’t respond, that doesn’t bode too well for your brand name.
Hence, Eleni was a good fit.
But why Konstantine? Believe me when I tell you it took me a long time to find the right last name. I went through variations of different places, names, and influences. But nothing seemed to fit. Then one day I happened to look upon an icon we have at home (being Greek Orthodox, we have some of the Byzantine styled icons) and I had an ‘aha moment’. It was one of Saint Konstantinos with his mother, Saint Eleni (Konstantine and Helen). My godson’s name is Konstantinos (Kosta for short) and we celebrate the same name day, and so whammo, there it was. My name.
What’s a name day?
Those in the Greek Orthodox faith, baptize their children using the name of a saint. When the saint has their religious day in the calendar, it is said to be a name day (yiorti). All those who have that name celebrate that name day. Konstantinos and Eleni are May 21st.
So belated happy name day to me and all the Elenis (Helen, Helen, Helen, Elena) and the Konstantinos’ (Kosta, Con, Kon) out there.
So, my small name day gift to you is a little from my latest release to tease your imagination. I hope you like it.
Thom may be used to the dangers of the forest, but nothing has prepared him for this. When he stumbles across a woman dressed in weird clothing lying on the ground during a storm, he has no choice but to help her.
Ellie finds herself in another world, having traveled through time and space thanks to what Thom calls The Rifts. The question is whether she will ever be able to find her way back, or if she will be stuck in this new world forever. Or if she will even want to go home…
Vera’s dreams are haunted each night by a man she only knows as Angel Eyes. He feels more real to her than anything else in her life, including her fiancé. Vera must try to forget her childish dreams of soul mates and happily ever after… but are they really only dreams or can she find a way to be with Angel Eyes forever?
To read an excerpt from Enchanted Realms, please click HERE.
Eleni Konstantine is Fantasy and Paranormal fiction writer, with a number of shorts published. Her stories range from flash fiction to novels. She blames her mother for her writing bug because as a child she was given many books, including illustrated fairytales. That and a love of Greek mythology, and Eleni was destined to become a writer.
Eleni lives in Adelaide, Australia, with her family and feisty American Staffy.
Learn more about Eleni Konstantine on her website and her blog Eleni’s Taverna.
June 16, 2014
HL Carpenter – My Kind of Author
Please welcome HL Carpenter today. This superb mother daughter writing team has a new release. Taxing Pecksniffery is a space opera that had me hooked from the beginning and never let go.
Flying frizzles! The year is 2176, a rebellion is brewing, and the boss wants a recon report. Ichann Count is all wet as a spy, but she plunges into the fray. Will she emerge with her memory banks intact?
Ichann Count is an expert at accounting warfare. She spends her days crunching numbers at the Etherworld Tax Bureau and crushing on her really cute co-worker.
When the Water Tax Rebellion of 2176 geysers to the surface, Ike finds herself—and her really cute co-worker— drowning in trouble.
Can Ike save them both? Or will events continue to burble downhill?
The biggest surprise about the Shewawa Water Tax Rebellion of 2176 was that no one on Xerios saw it coming.
Oh, the Celestial Council knew cosmic numbers of Shewawans were swelling the ranks of the opposition. Who could miss that? Long before the proposed Water Tax had taken effect, news reports overflowed with stories of protestors and frivolous arguments—well, arguments the Council called frivolous. The protestors, as ever through recorded history, were deadly serious—so serious that when civilized avenues of protest failed, they turned to more forceful ways of expressing displeasure.
Tax accountants who’d been posted to Shewawa on standard duty tour understood the brewing danger. We encountered it every day, first hand. We sent urgent red-alert notices back to Xerios via the tax hotline, advising the Council’s Senior Tax Commissioner of the agitation boiling up all over the colony. The STC and the rest of the Council dismissed our warnings, refusing to believe a ragtag group of upstarts would challenge their authority to impose the Water Tax. So events continued to burble downhill, the way they do when no one has the courage to face the truth or the vision to chart a new course.
I never expected to get caught up in the rebellion. I was a Certified Etherworld Accountant, an expert at numbers warfare, not a Shewawantologist. Maybe I should have been less casual about the impact of the Water Tax, since I was part of what the protestors had begun to call the “oppressors.” But in some ways, I was as blind as the Council. As surely as my name is Ichann Count, I knew what was going to happen, even if I didn’t want to acknowledge my intuition or admit I thought the protestors had a point.
I considered myself an ordinary person, doing my ordinary job. Like a gazillion others across the Tri-Galaxies, I got up every morning, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, and went to work. I spent my days crunching numbers at the Etherworld Tax Bureau with a hundred other CEAs and crushing on my cute cubicle-sharer, Fifo Ventry.
The Monday the Water Tax went into effect, I was doing both. I sat behind my light-beam privacy curtain, trying to ignore the office turmoil surrounding me. My co-workers abandoned their desks and gathered in uneasy clusters by the main conference room, sipping hot fragrant Starshine coffee and muttering to each other. We were all waiting for our boss to brief us on his morning’s skull sessions with the political factions on Xerios who wanted us to enforce the legislation and the Shewawan revolutionaries urging its repeal.
None of us expected the news to be good. We’d hoped to be back home in Xerios by now, but redeployment was doubtful. The Water Tax meant a ton more work and the Tax Bureau was already short-staffed.
To read excerpts from the other books by HL Carpenter please click here or here.
HL Carpenter is a mother/daughter writing team. Learn more about HL Carpenter on their website and their latest story “Going Where You Look”, published in Chicken Soup for the Soul: Inspiration for Writers.
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