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Guest Marguerite Labbe – A Home Away From Home

Today I have a wonderful treat for you. My dear friend and fellow m/m author, Marguerite Labbe, is giving us an insider view of her new release, All Bets Are Off. I’ve read this and enjoyed every minute of these two wonderful heroes. 

My Home Away From Home

From the first moment I came up with the idea of All Bets Are Off I knew that Eli was from New Hampshire.  His name might’ve changed half a dozen times when I first started writing it, but not the location.  There were a couple scenes and locations that I wanted to bring into the story that never made it.  For example, the final scene was supposed to take place at the Balsams Grand Hotel on Christmas Eve, but it didn’t work out that way in the draft.  In my mind that’s where they went for the holidays though.

Amwich isn’t an actual town, I made up everything about it, though I took little bits and pieces from various towns I’m familiar with back home.  Moose Alley however is a real place.  And you really do run into the chance of seeing one or several if you drive along it.  The last time I was home I wasn’t so lucky.  My son saw several over the summer when he was up in Pittsburg and he got to go swimming and boating on the Connecticut Lakes where Eli and Ash caught their dinner when they were staying at camp.

I particular love the way the mountains look around Plymouth so when I picture Amwich it’s those mountains that enter my mind.  And the falls behind Eli’s house were taken from Beaver Brook Falls up in the North Country.  It’s been a number of years since I’ve been back home and writing this book let me go back there at least in my mind.
Lastly, here’s a picture of Eli’s house.  I don’t know where it is, but I want it.  I love old homes with fireplaces and great views.  One day I’m going to win the lotto and get myself a little house like this in northern New Hampshire.  My husband wants a condo in Las Vegas.  I guess we’ll be meeting up somewhere in the Midwest for rendezvous

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All Bets Are Off

Author: Marguerite Labbe

Genre: M/M Contemporary

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

It only takes one night with Ash Gallagher to make Eli Hollister think he’s finally met the right man at the right time. Good thing he doesn’t bet on it, because Ash turns out to be a student in Eli’s class at the local college. Eli can’t deny he’s attracted, but now it’s complicated. He’s already in enough trouble with the department head, a man who would like to see Eli denied his tenure and fired.

Ash is looking forward to taking his life in a new direction. After serving one active-duty stint in the Marine Corps and another in the Reserves, he’s ready to put his military life behind him. The last new experience he’d planned for this semester was to fall in lust with his English professor, but the more Eli resists, the more Ash is determined to have him. Then he discovers Eli’s playing for keeps, and Ash is only interested in a fling… or is he? Between these two, when it comes to life and love, all bets are off.

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Guest Elise Hepner, Erotic Romance Author- Fairytale Hotties!

Fairytale Hotties

Today, C.M. was nice enough to host me in on her blog so I could talk about the sweet and wickedly hot heroes of fairy tales. A majority of these are movie heroes because I don’t want random strangers peeking into my head to look at what book heroes look like inside my head—they’re mine and you can’t have them. Plus, I imagine that would be bad for my brain. And I need for writing. But believe me when I say, my imagination doesn’t skimp on anything.

Without further ado here are my tried and true collection of fairy tale hotties:

James Marsden as Prince Charming in Enchanted:

This movie holds a very special place in my heart. Back when DH was my boyfriend we went to go see it together on our trip to Disney World on our two year anniversary. This was also the night he gave me my promise ring and told me basically “This is it, us, I’m done” but a lot prettier than that. So a year and a half later when he proposed and it was time to get married, I used the ballroom song from Enchanted as our first dance. I love the whole concept of Prince Charming in this movie, puffy sleeves and all, and I’m glad he got his happily ever after even without the fair maiden. Plus, hello, he’s drool worthy as hell!

James MacAvoy as Max/Johnny in Penelope

I don’t know what my fascination with James’s are today, but I can’t turn down a musical bad boy who wants to do right so badly in this quirky fairytale. From the moment he opened his mouth in this movie, I was smitten. And the way he has this particular look about him, as if he can see inside to the deepest part of a woman. Gut wrenching sexiness. He completely swept me off my feet in this movie even if he had no castle or gold to offer Penelope, his love was certainly enough. Though I think I’d want a little more than love, like some shirtless, pants less action. That sounds about right.

Flynn Rider voiced by Zachery Levi

I’ve got to admit…I’ve got a small thing for an animated character. I don’t know who this Zachery Levi person is, but he brought Flynn to life. So much so that I wish he was real so he could throw his wit and sarcasm my way and we would banter until dawn. *swoon*. Unfortunately, he’s a pretty piece of paper or CGI somewhere in the Disney studios made with super vibrant colors and someone with a penchant for Zachery Quinto eyebrows. So no such luck in getting him near me any time soon. But maybe if I wish upon a star? That’s supposed to make dreams come true, at least that’s how it happens in all the fairytales I know of. I think tonight I have a date with a shiny star and some wine.

Max Irons as Henry in Red Riding Hood

I’m so, so sorry to say that I went to see this movie in theaters. Dear God it was awful from start to finish and if I hadn’t paid an arm and a leg to watch this, I would have walked out. People all around the theater were bantering, making fun of it, and laughing at the tribal dance scene. The only thing that made the big screen worth my time was Max in all his “Am I or Am I not the Werewolf?” glory. And Red was an idiot for not seeing the incredible hotness, protectiveness, and all around good man that wanted to marry her. He was the perfect man aside from his deep need to kill paranormal, giant wolves. But hey, maybe we could make it work if he came back a little sweaty and dirty from a hunt…yeah…I’m okay with that picture. Thank God for Max Irons. That’s all I’ve got to say.

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Author Elise Hepner

Title: Not So Pure

Publisher: Ellora’s Cave

Erotic Romance ebook

White runs from her prison of a past and enters into a sexual deal with seven men that alters the course of her life for eternity. Caught between her need to take control and making up for her serious lack of good sex, she enters a wonderland of kinky possibilities with men who show her that Prince Charmings come in all shapes and sizes. For White and her men—once upon a time doesn’t cut it—three or four times sound just about right.
With each partner—not always one at a time—White beats back her trust issues. But the shadow of her past comes back to haunt them all. Now she must introduce them to her personal battle, hoping they’ll fight beside her as their sinful nights turn into hellish days. Happily ever after isn’t by the books anymore.


Bright morning sunshine filtered through the trees, casting warmth all over her dirty body, and not bothering to look down at herself, she continued to pick her way through the forest. The light breeze blowing against her cheek was thick with scents from the night before—blooming night jasmine and sweat. She gritted her teeth against the nausea rooted in her stomach and noticed the fine shaking running up her bare thighs. How long could she go without food or water before she passed out? Her last meal had been yesterday afternoon, would that be enough? She didn’t know.A plan was paramount.

She heard stories of men out here. They all lived together outside of town, away from the glitz and glamour of the city. Would they help or not? Either she found the nearest path back to a main road or she searched for a random cottage. There was no way to tell which would be easier.

Why had she even gone with Huntsman! This train of thought would get her nowhere and at least she was out of the house. She quickly stopped questioning and made a choice.

She would try to find the infamous cottage in the woods.

The reasoning was simple enough. It was logically easier to persuade a few people to help her out than walking to town and relying on a larger group of people. With more people, the odds of them saying no went up. Townspeople had that “who me?” aspect to them that made ignorance bliss. So many people would probably glance out of the corner of their eye at her begging and hurry along because of the implications of helping street filth.

And that’s what she looked like right now. With no money, no prospects and no work experience, so she had to start from scratch—there wasn’t much else but pity to fall back on.

This wasn’t a fairytale where someone would slip money into her hand and offer her a warm bed for the night. Most people were too selfish. White was better off going one-on-one with a group of men who’d already shed society’s rules by living in the middle of nowhere. Unfortunately, the trip was neither close nor easy.

Now she was caked in god-knows-what, looking toward the morning sky and waiting for a cottage to come in sight. What other option did she have? There was no indication of what awaited her there. But it had to be better than what was back in the woods—embracing destiny and all that jazz.

Or running away from it,” she mumbled.

All the same. But it was hard to ignore her survival instincts. They had at least gotten her out of that prison and from now on it was her own way or she could bolt if she wanted to. Yet, this was the first time she’d been out of the house in how long? For a second her whole world rotated a hundred and eighty degrees.

The fresh air was joyous as it whipped around her half-naked body. It moved along the sensitive nape of her neck and brushed lightly against her shoulders and her spine. Inside her head it was peaceful and maddening all at once. Sure, she could do whatever she wanted now—that was a relief—but she couldn’t do anything without a good meal. So technically, she still didn’t have half as much independence as she would have liked.

When the sun came through the breaks at the top of the tree-line, the outline of a house was illuminated and she tried to hold back her curiosity. Her stomach plunged as nervous butterflies fluttered in her abdomen and she crossed her arms around her waist. This must be the place, they had an auto body shop and car parts were spread everywhere.

Everyone in town knew about the men who lived in the woods to get away from the catty glitz of the real world. People said the men lived in a fairytale. White believed it when she had the chance to examine the cottage up close. Aquamarine windows lined with chipped, coal black casings glistened with grease. There was a sloping roof with red tinted shingles, though some were missing in a weird pattern.

No one did the place justice—because it was a complete mess

Why would they need a door with bars on the peep-hole window? Were there normally robberies in the middle of a forest?

They topped it all off with a yard of rusted metal—which made sense because they were rumored to be mechanics. But motorcycle parts, engines, and tires laying out on the lawn without rhyme or reason? She supposed everyone had to have a hobby.

White gingerly sidestepped her way through the car parts. The scent of cooked meat beckoned her closer toward the door and her stomach twisted with hunger. Caught between the need to bang on the door or to let herself inside—damn the consequences—she settled for something in between both actions.

Hey!” White shouted, throat burning with thirst. “Can I get a little help out here?”

She moved toward the door when she heard footsteps because moving backward was cowardly. A man, judging by his broad shoulders. He peered through the window. Barred rectangular shadows hollowed his face and forehead. He slightly opened the door to peek out at her with suspicion through the small crack.

Maybe she had been expecting a deformity because they lived in the middle of nowhere. But when she searched his face for a pockmark or fake eye, all that she could see was the bone structure of a model with a little bit of scruff on his chin. His amber brown eyes narrowed. Wasn’t she the one who should be suspicious?

A tiny tremor shot up her spine when he opened the door all the way and eased his toned, sculpted frame through the gap. No peg leg either. From what she could see, he was all there. A perfect specimen. She absently rubbed the fuzz on her head, wondering why men did it electively. Like the stranger in front of her with white blond hair buzzed to his scalp. She dropped her hand and tightened her jaw.

He squinted at her because the sun was directly in his eyes. It meant he stood somewhere in the range of six-feet-four-inches with a high metabolism as evidenced by his lithe, muscular build. He rolled his shoulders, hands ducking into the pockets of a pair of brown corduroys. The cotton shirt he had on exuded spicy, musky man smell and she shifted from foot to foot.

Are you willing to help me?”

It depends on what you want and why you’re here.” His voice came out in a guttural lullaby. “Not many people venture out here without a car.”

He gave her a cursory once over with his eyes.

And you really don’t have much of anything.”

I just want some food and to get some sleep. It’s been a long night.” She crossed her arms, acting like his answer didn’t define the next few minutes. “I’ll be out of your house by morning if I can help it.”

Where are your clothes?”

Long story, but at least I have underwear, right?”

His gaze snapped up and down with heat flickering in his tawny pupils. That look was familiar, lust was easy to pinpoint. He wanted her even if he didn’t know it yet. So, there was a foothold now and she was going to take advantage of it.

If this is what it took to get some food, then so be it. Weirder things had transpired at the mansion—and worse things had been traded for drugs. Besides, whoever got anything in life for free?

A simple flashing wouldn’t do her any harm. She hadn’t seen anyone react to her body who wasn’t coked up or twice her age in awhile and deep inside she enjoyed knowing that he wanted her. A little thrill made her heart beat faster—no one else would see her half naked—they were in the middle of a forest. But the idea that someone could see turned her on more than she’d like to admit.

There was no getting around the fact that he was hot.

She uncrossed her arms and let them rest by her sides, giving him an eyeful of her breasts. Without pausing, he was by her side, offering his shirt with an outstretched hand.

W—what?” she stammered, uncertain.

I’d feel more comfortable talking to you if you were dressed.”

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Favorite Books This Year

I’ve been so sick these past two days, but I’m making an effort to keep on my blog schedule and today is Friday, which means I need to post something. I decided on a favorites list.

I know this year isn’t over, but these are some of the books I’ve read this year that have made my FAVORITES shelf.

The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins (Young Adult, Sci-fi) – Just got around to reading this book and really the buzz it’s been getting is well deserved. The characters are interesting, the writing crisp and clean, and the world sucks you in. Really good book. I’ll get around to buying the others in the trilogy soon, so I can’t say how they compare, but the 1st on is excellent.

Bashed By Rick Reed (M/M Thriller, suspense) – This book was like watching a train wreck, in a good way. The stage in set and you sit back and wince as you watch as it all unravels around one young character. The characters are very human, which is what I loved about this book.

Cut and Run By Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux (M/M Crime-Mystery, Romance) – Okay, I’m in LOVE with this series. The characters are so alive and vibrant. They play off each other so well. They’re two damaged people and I love that about them. I can’t wait for the newest in the series to come out next month.

Sweet as Sin By Inez Kelley (Contemporary, Romance) – Yeah, you won’t see many contemporary romance making my favorites list but Inez Kelley is one hell of a writer. Sweet as Sin is far darker than most contemporary romance, so don’t let the traditional cover throw you. The hero is one dark dude, but, as usual, Inez really does a beautiful job telling his story. A fantastic read.

Risking Eternity by Voirey Linger (M/M, paranormal, Romance) – This on is a sweet little novella about an angel. It’s book two set in her angel world, and (in my opinion) better than one. No sophomore slump here. This book really helps flesh out a world only touched on in book one.

That’s in for now, I’ll make a more complete list around the first with all the delicious stories I’ve found this year.

Have a great weekend.

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Lillian Grant Book Giveaway and Interview

I have a guest this week, Ms. Lillian Grant, author of contemporary romance goodness, Under Wraps. Her newest story and sequel, Speak to Me of Abduction, came out this week. She was kind enough to stop by and pimp herself on my blog.

She’s giving away a free book too. Gotta love free. Her new book, Speak to Me of Abduction, is up for grabs this weekend. The contest runs from Friday to Sunday June 19th, Midnight EST. All you have to do is comment to win.

Now, on to the fun stuff.

I’m so happy to have you here today, Lillian.You’re new book came out earlier this week, did you have the sequel in mind when you wrote, Under Wraps?

By the time I was ready to submit Speak to Me of Abduction I had already written half of the sequel, Keep it Under Wraps.  A friend who read an early draft of Abduction begged me to let Jonathon had his own story. So, why not a sex scandal to tease my bad boy.  Besides, I love playing with my Hollywood brothers so why not.  I’m currently working on a third currently titled, Get Bent.

I have to say, Speak to Me of Abduction is a great title. Did this title just come to you, or did it take awhile to find the right title?

I had the title before I had the plot. It’s a line from a movie called The Libertine and was part of a writing challenge a friend set for me.  All I had to do was incoporate that line into the plot.  It became the title of the book and of the movie my character’s are in the process of filming.

The main characters in your book is are movie stars. Did you do a lot of research into the movie business? Did you find anything in particular in your research that surprised you?

I did do a lot of research, and I hate research.  I read somewhere that one of the midgets who played a munchkin in the Wizard of Oz fell in the toilet and had to be rescued, but that might be an urban myth.  Seriously, I was surprised to discover the first movie made was actually Australian and was about the bushranger Ned Kelley. The most amazing thing was all the different jobs that go into movie making. Have you ever read the credits and wondered what the focus puller did? Well now I know.  He focuses the camera for the cameraman.

Writing is a tough gig, but often rewarding. What is your favorite part of the writing process?

The best part is having someone read something I wrote and then tell me they enjoyed it. Especially if they’re not related to me and didn’t get the book for free.

Which character did you find was the most fun to write?

I have to say Jonathon. Even though he is not the hero in this book, I just love writing bad boys. The hard thing about writing both of the Hollywood brothers, Jacob and Jonathon, was making them seem real.  My editor and someone who read an early draft both said they loved the boys because they weren’t shallow plastic people even though they were movie stars. Giving a character  who lives that lifestyle depth was difficult but rewarding.  As one famous actor said he’s just a normal guy with a strange job.

Is there any advice you’d like to give to aspiring authors out there? Or any advice you were given that you’d like to share?

Never give up. Rejections pave the path to success. I have stopped counting how many times I have been rejected. If you fall at the first you will never get to the finish line, so develop a thick skin and send it to the next publisher, they might just love it.

Hehe, onto the fun quickies!

 What’s your favorite color?  Purple

How many Lillian’s does it take to screw in a light bulb?  None, it’s my husband’s job. He’s a great screw  🙂

If water is wet and rocks are hard, what is jello?  Something similar to what my arse looks like when I go jogging at night.

What celebrity do you look the most like?  I asked my critique buddy and she insists it has to be Emma Thompson, which is fine by me.

Last question. Would you eat green eggs and ham?  No I wouldn’t Sam I am.  Gees, Dr Seuss really sticks in your head. I can’t tell you how old I was when my mum read that book to me or how long ago it was.

LOL, great answers. Thanks for being a great sport. Here’s a little more about Ms. Lillian Grant’s new book, Speak to Me of Abduction.

Speak To Me Of Abduction

Author: Lillian Grant

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Siren


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Stranded in Rio and desperate for cash, Australian backpacker Charlene Paige accepts a minor movie role. When her costar, Hollywood hunk and serial womanizer Jonathon Deveraux, is abducted from the set, she turns to his older brother for help.

Jacob Deveraux is an Oscar winner and Hollywood good guy, but his past has made him a recluse. However, when his brother goes missing, he agrees to help the hapless Aussie who was deceived into taking a movie role so Jonathon could woo her into his bed. Despite being determined to keep his distance, Jacob is increasingly drawn to her.

When it becomes obvious Jonathon’s kidnapping is designed to punish him, Jacob worries his feelings for Charlene make her a target. Despite his efforts to keep her safe, she is grabbed off the street. Can he rescue Jonathon and Charlene, or will he lose not only his brother but another woman he loves?


Lost in thought, Charlene jumped when a hand squeezed her shoulder. She turned to find Jacob behind her.

He removed his hand and turned to lean his butt against the side of the boat. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He leaned closer and tipped her face up to look at him. “Are you okay? I heard you creep past my door.”

She stared into his eyes as lightning lit up his face. It was like a dream, standing in the rain thinking about Jacob, and then he appeared. “I thought you were asleep.”

Jacob shook his head. “Nope, the storm woke me.”

Me, too. Then I couldn’t stop thinking.”

He paused for a moment, his eyes drilling into hers. “About?”

She turned her face away and shrugged. There was no way she was about to tell him she had been fantasizing about how it would feel to kiss him. Although if she did, he might let her find out. She shoved the idea aside, even though being so close to him was torture, being pushed away would be even worse. She concentrated on keeping her voice steady. “Nothing important.”

The rain changed from a slow soaking drizzle to huge drops, bouncing off everything they hit. Jacob leaned in closer to her ear, brushing the wet strands of hair from her face with his fingertips.

You’re getting soaked. Come out of the rain.” His voice was soft and warm with concern, and when he put his arm around her shoulder, she let him lead her inside. Water dripped from the bottom of her T-shirt and the ends of her hair as she shivered in the cool air-conditioned room. Lost in thought, and basking in the beauty of the storm, she had been oblivious to everything, but as her teeth started to chatter, she became aware of just how cold and wet she was.

Jacob reached over and turned on a table lamp that looked like an old ship’s lantern, bathing the room in a warm orange glow. He nodded toward the sofa.

Sit down, and I’ll get some towels.”

Charlene did as he said and watched Jacob disappear through the door. He returned moments later with two fluffy white towels. He handed her one and began to rub his hair dry with the other. Charlene wrapped the warm towel around her shoulders and pulled it tight as she sat and watched Jacob, who had now turned his attention from his damp hair to his wet clothes.

Unable to tear her eyes away, she held her breath as he peeled off his wet T-shirt and tossed it on the floor. Drops of water caught the light and glistened as they made a slow trail over his well-defined chest muscles, flat stomach, and disappeared into the damp fabric of his shorts. The white body-hugging material was translucent everywhere except the very front, where a double layer of fabric kept the most interesting part of him hidden. The tantalizing glimpse of the top of his thighs and the front of his hips bones made her squirm. She desperately wanted him to continue the show. When he wrapped the towel around his hips, she had to fight the urge to tell him he shouldn’t be standing around in wet underpants.

He nodded at her. “You should take that wet top off while I go and grab you another T-shirt.”

Charlene glanced down at herself. The T-shirt clung to her body, and her nipples protruding through the soaked material had as much to do with seeing Jacob wet and semi-naked as it did with the temperature of the room. She didn’t want him to find her another T-shirt. She wanted to pull off the sopping garment and wrap her arms around him, warming her cool breasts on his damp chest. When he made no effort to move, she smiled shyly at him. Perhaps he wanted a show of his own.

It’s okay. I can just wrap the towel around myself.”

Her heart pounded, and she took a deep breath as she wondered how he would react to her obviously flirtatious behavior. Would she get the kiss she had been dreaming about?

She got to her feet and started to lift the T-shirt, wondering if Jacob would turn around. He didn’t. He stood and watched. Her eyes met his, and a smile flickered at the corners of his mouth, almost like he was daring her to continue.

He maintained eye contact as she dragged the shirt over her head, but when she pulled her face free, she caught him admiring what had been hidden underneath.

Jacob’s focus traveled up to her face. Her cheeks flushed as his face lit up with a slow, sensual smile that started with his mouth and ended with his eyes. He ran his tongue slowly over his lips, his gaze roaming her exposed body, and Charlene shivered.

The look of desire in Jacob’s face as he stepped towards her made her pulse race with anticipation. Would he pull her into his arms and kiss her? Would she get to press her naked breasts against his chest?

Her stomach lurched with disappointment when he broke eye contact and wrapped the towel around her shoulders. Once she had covered up, he looked back into her eyes and chewed on his bottom lip.

Charlene met his gaze, goose pimples covered her skin. A pain started to throb deep in her gut, and she breathed more deeply.

Jacob’s damp hair fell in front of his eyes, and she lifted a hand to push it out of the way. The towel slid off her shoulder exposing her left breast. His gaze dropped from her face to her chest, and he reached out and brushed his fingertips lightly over her nipple. Charlene closed her eyes as her nipple hardened and a pulse of desire flowed through her. She fought back a moan, desperate for him to explore further.


Thanks again Lillian for stopping by my blog. The book sounds great and I wish you all the best.

If you’d like to win this book free, just comment for your chance to win. Winners will be announced Monday morning, so stop back in to see if your name was called.

Have a great weekend.


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Interview and Giveaway with Author Elise Hepner

I’ve managed to con a friend and author into an interview this week. Ms. Elise Hepner has come to chat with me about her new release, Party Games, a steamy little m/m/f quickie. She’s also been kind enough to give away a copy of her new book to one lucky person who comments below.

Contest runs until Sunday June 5th Midnight EST.

She’s a a real sweetie, so let’s see what she has to say.

So, I heard fantastic news, your new book, Party Games, was just released. That’s exciting. Congratulations! Do you find promoting your books difficult? 

A: Sometimes, mostly because there are so many bases to cover in terms of the internet, social media, etc. It can be irksome to make sure everything is perfect at every point on a blog tour or that all the information matches from site to site. But all the hard work pays off. It doesn’t make much sense to write a book and then not have anyone read it, especially when I really enjoy writing them.

What’s your favorite part of the writing process, I mean, besides the hot men, steamy romance and *fans self* sex?

A: There’s a point I reach during every manuscript where everything kind of floats away and it’s just me and my mind fighting with how fast my hands can move over the keyboard. I love that rush, almost a high, of pure and complete love for whatever I’m working on at the moment. It’s all brilliant, awesome, my best work to date. I’m compelled to work on it like tomorrow is my last day on earth and I have to finish this one piece before we all blow up. Normally, I only get to that positive, manic place once in a manuscript, if at all. But that elusive rush of positivity among my writerly thoughts of doom and gloom keep me going for another sentence more–and it’s definitely my favorite part.

You have several books under your belt, so tell me, who’s your favorite hero and why?

A: I’m actually kinda weird, in that I tend to like my heroine’s better than my hero’s mainly because they are so fun and quirky! Their journeys and struggles are always more pronounced for me–maybe because I’m a Women’s Studies minor? Who knows!

If you had to do it over again, is there something you would have done differently in your career?

A: I probably would have gone through an intensive editing process sooner so that I could be readying my work for publication without so much trouble. In the beginning I was very stubborn and convinced everything was great. Mostly because every book was my child. Now I know it all sucks until, at least, the 5th draft. So, if I could go back, I would tell myself it all sucks and to try again–and again–and again.

Has there been anyone that inspired you during your career?

A: Absolutely, Charlotte Stein, my mentor, has really shaped me mentally towards the publishing industry and being an author in today’s changing market. She is super awesome, if you haven’t bought anything of hers, do so now.

I also really respect Sommer Marsden’s work ethic and her ability to churn out amazing books again and again. I love her writing voice and her sense of fun.

Is there any advice you’d like to give to aspiring authors?

A: If it isn’t ready to submit in five edits, it’ll never be ready. Bury it in the backyard, have a nice mourning session, and get back to a new book.

This new book, Party Games, tell me a little about it. 

A: Originally it came about as a short for an erotic anthology focusing on surprises and then I liked the premise so much I decided to expand it until it grew longer than the required word count for that anthology. There were so many possibilities that the cover of darkness provided, I couldn’t bear to let my little threesome be cut short from their boinking, sex positive, women empowerment escapade. Plus, I really wanted to give my heroine, Charlotte, some room to grow sexually because she was just so repressed and afraid of herself. I was really proud of her when she opened up a little more. My little firecracker gave everyone a piece of her mind!

Can you tell us about your favorite scene?

A: My favorite scene probably has to be the one where Charlotte takes total sexual control over both men while they both think they have the upper hand. She’s tricky like that–and what resulted was super sexy.

Okay, some fun quick questions:

How much wood can a woodchuck chuck?

Depends on how much lube he’s got on hand.

Or, when in doubt, ask the Beavers in the Narnia movies, they seem very nice and down to earth.

What’s your favorite color?


If stranded on a deserted island who would you wish was with you?

Christian Bale, my husband, and my friend Shallon because she would keep everything in perspective about never being found–while I was busy living up my last days with hot men.

If bull frogs had wings wouldn’t they still bump their butts when they landed?

This question reminds me of Thumbalina, which is, oddly enough, one of my favorite movies. And I think that depends on physics and gravitational pull and weight and counterweight….yes? *scratches head*

LOL! Thanks for being such a great sport. Great answers!

Party Games

By Elise Hepner

Erotica M/M/F


William’s boring lovemaking leaves Charlotte unsatisfied. Harboring fantasies she can’t put into words, she longs for a sexual voice but finds herself too stifled by her proper social upbringing.

When a blackout hits their resort hotel and William proposes a sexy version of hide-and-seek, playtime takes on a whole new salacious meaning. Charlotte’s mind races with sexual scenarios. But even her fantasies fail to compare to the titillating adventure her husband has planned for her—with the help of another man.

Soon everything she knows about lust will be irreversibly changed—and she’ll moan for more.

Reader Advisory: Contains scorching-hot M/M/F sexual scenarios, a woman giving orders on an erotic high and slight trickery.

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Her fingers trembled—should she risk giving into fear and walk out of the closet or wait for William? Without a doubt he’d planned this as a sexual hunt. A naughty bedroom game. But huddled among heirloom furs in her thin silk slip, she was already prey.

I’ve got you.”

She couldn’t mistake that wicked laugh. It was him. David, who had been a friend at galas she’d attended, but whose body she couldn’t help tracing with her gaze as he had made his way around the room. He was magnetic—and something she shouldn’t want. Which made her desire flare to life every time he had kissed her hand in formal greeting. Through her glove, his lips had been a seal of heat that had built underneath her flesh.

Until a sexual beast she hadn’t known she held inside roared to get out. Had it been fate that he had found her here? Or perhaps something more devious. Either way she couldn’t push back the relief that flooded her limbs at the sound of his voice.

At last, a voice she knew. One of the doors to her left unlatched and creaked, jerking back to reveal a lean, masculine figure against the weather’s cruel backdrop. One of his large hands groped her breast and tweaked the tender nipple. She muffled a groan between her clenched teeth. Goodness, this was wrong—but he moved in beside her and closed the door.

His fingers crept over her body against the slide of silk. He was gentle, but underneath her skin there was an elated tingle where he touched her, his caress stripping her mind of all logical thought. She wanted him everywhere at once. His heavy palms pressed and curved against her like he would memorize her form in the dark. He found her every reactive spot.

Against his eagerness she rose to the occasion. Their breaths came out in loud, tortured rasps. The roar of rolling thunder silenced their noises as the darkness shrouded them from reality. When his hand grasped her hip and he drew her in tight against his body, his cock against her stomach was a heated, pulsing barrier between them.

I’ve always wanted you, from that insipid garden party until this moment.”


You’re my ultimate conquest. My sweet as sin fantasy. I want to please you as only an illicit lover can please his lady.” He whispered against her cheek so she could only focus on the low rumble of his voice. “You need me.”

She wouldn’t deny it.

Then take me.” She sought out his lips. The thrill of possible sin with another man made her flesh burn from his touch.

William must have his fair share of dalliances outside their marriage bed. What would be the harm in her having just this one? Her husband worked nights often. She knew what the sewing circles whispered. William had never made any motion to make her doubt the gossip. If anything, his actions only enforced the rumors because he would come home at night with different women’s perfumes on his skin and wrinkles in his untucked shirts.

Briefly, the thought of her husband in an affair stung until she buried it away. They didn’t know each other well enough, like other married couples, for her to waste so much time on her emotions. Their courtship had never been a match of love, but their marriage was one of business between families.

So it didn’t make sense to waste pain on the hypothetical. It wasn’t as if she could change things. Where would hurt get her in the end? She wouldn’t be any better for it, so it was best for her to lock it away.

But surely William didn’t care enough for her for this to hurt him? He’d never done much but scold, reprimand or mount her―that is, when they saw each other at all. William couldn’t deny her curiosity. Not when David might bring her to life again. She couldn’t resist when the timing was so right.

If anything, William should be pleased that she might finally have fun in the bedroom—or a closet. Maybe this would teach her to bring her own desires to her husband. Wouldn’t that be ironic?

It was no secret that it took two to make a marriage. In or out of the bedroom. Though she and her husband had intercourse—because that was the only clinical thing to call it—often enough Charlotte rarely knew the whimsical pull of truly earth-shattering sex. Yes, she couldn’t begin to know how to ask for what she wanted—but William would probably laugh and then deny her everything.

David, on the other hand—he wouldn’t give her a choice in the matter. A hard, hot flush crept up her cheeks. There would be no going back now. She straightened her shoulders and came to her decision.

David held her back for a moment with his strong hands on her shoulders. Was he rethinking this? Caught between a frown and anger tightening her chest, she let it all go when he drew close again. Each inch was a mile. His tongue traced her lips in a sensory sweep that left her weak-kneed and dizzy.

As an excuse for something to do with her hands, she groped until she could begin to unbutton his dress shirt. When his mouth crushed hers, she took pleasure in exploring his hot, muscled upper body. God, it was much naughtier without lights.

When had been the last time she used the word naughty in her vocabulary? Not since school. And then it wasn’t for anything as serious as breaking a commandment or committing a sin. But if she was going to hell for the way David possessed her—body and soul—it was all worth it.

Now her hands trembled for an entirely different reason. Undeterred by his fingers inching up her slip, she raised her arms and her final protection slithered to the floor. In preparation for her husband, she’d removed all other garments that would get in his way before she got into the closet. William never liked to take his time. But now she leaned into David’s touch and tightened her grip on his body.

Determined to go slow with her exploration of his flesh—even knowing time wasn’t a luxury they had because of the game winding throughout the old resort hotel—she cupped the sides of his face in her palms. Under her hands his jaw hardened, a brief protest that died on his lips. He turned until his soft mouth delicately kissed her palm, sending a fluttery jolt of desire to her abdomen. Beneath his fingers she flushed from the attention as he traced her curves in tingling, barely there circles. Her fingers caressed his high cheekbones as she relied on her heightened sense of touch.

When his face tightened in a smile, she found the irresistible dimples that showed up whenever he complimented her at parties. Her fingers traced up and over his forehead, normally creased with concentration, and through his short, mussed curls. She didn’t need light to know and appreciate the raven color and feathery texture under her hands. A crash of thunder outside the room’s windowpanes made her startle and his wicked, honey brown irises lit up. From the crack in the closed doors there was just enough illumination to catch a glimpse of his cupid-bow lips parted in pleasure. His hungry gaze locked on her nude body.

I like when you look at me like that.”

Like what?” He coaxed her onward.

When I glimpse my attraction and what I’ve wanted to do to you all those long months dancing in your eyes. I’m glad we understand each other.” She sealed her words with a scorching kiss of tongue and teeth. But it was with reluctance that she pulled back from his eager hands. “But we can only do this once. This is my time to be selfish, but I can’t take the prolonged guilt that these engagements take out of a person.”

I think you’ve read too many romance novels.”

Please. I’m serious, David.”

All right,” He let out a small exhalation before returning to his deft work over of her body. “I’ll make it good then, my very best for the lady.”

Satisfied, she sank gratefully into his touch.

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Interview and Giveaway- Smexy Paranormal Romance Author Annie Nicholas

I’m so excited today. I have paranormal romance author Annie Nicholas joining me for a little chit-chat. She’s super sweet and an encouraging friend. I was so glad when she agreed to this interview.

Even better, she’s giving away a free copy of one of her ebooks today. So tell her how much you love her in the comments below to win a free book! Winner announced at the bottom of the page..

WELCOME Annie, so glad you decided to stop by for a little Q and A for the readers out there.

So, tell me, where do you get your idea? Haha, just kidding. I would never curse a fellow writer with a question like that. *snickers* We all know that’s like number one on the cringing list of questions we get asked.

C.M. –You do seem to love the paranormal though, so what draws you to these mythical beasties and yummy weres that grace your books?

A.N. -Thanks for inviting to your blog.  For as long as I can remember I always rooted for the monster in movies. I think King Kong, the 1970’s version, was the first monster movie I saw. Paranormal creatures are bigger than life. Their problems are not mundane yet they need love too. 

C.M. -You’ve written both werecreatures and vampires, which do you find more appealing and why?

A.N. -Vampires are my true love. I’ve never met one I didn’t like. They’re more twisted and darker by nature. I think the more tortured the character the more I love them. Vampires are good for this. Don’t get me wrong. I love shifters too but more for the animal nature and sexual magnetism.

C.M. -If you were to line up all of your yummy heroes up in a row and could only take one with you on a trip into the unknown, who would it be and why? — What? No, I wasn’t drooling at the thought of all those yummy heroes lined up shirtless and muscled and … *cough* You were saying?

A.N. -The choices, the choices…Actually, it’s a no brainer. Tane, from The Angler series, hands down. Even if he would probably kill me before the end of the trip.  Nosferatu vampires just don’t have patience like some other vamps. He sums up everything that frightens and attracts me all rolled up in one badass, uber-smart, ancient, bloodlusting vampire.

C.M. -So tell me a bit about your new book, The Beta.

A.N. -The Beta is the third book in my Vanguards series. The story is based on the lives of some geekie werewolves. There are different types of nerds/geeks and I’m talking from experience because I am one and hangout with others and raising at least one. The hero, Robert, is the quiet type. He’s smart but doesn’t like hanging out with other people, preferring the logic of computer programming then speech. He’s tossed, unwilling, into a leadership roll when his alpha is on his honeymoon and needs to take care of pack business for a few days. It’s his worse nightmare come true.


Three days of hell, in charge, and running out of antacids.

As the pack’s Beta, Robert needs to watch over the Vasi werewolf pack for a few days. He hates the responsibility, but his job is to dissolve any problems while his alpha honeymoons. Nevertheless, trouble comes to town and her name is Esther. She’s beguiling, beautiful and picks his pocket. Although Robert doesn’t trust her, he still wants to possess her.

Esther arrived in Chicago with the intention of slaying a vampire named Daedalus. While trailing her quarry, she encounters Robert who unhinges her world. He doesn’t know her trade, and she doesn’t know his connection to the vampire. Disturbed by her attraction to this unusual werewolf, she can’t decide which prey to hunt. The one who’s stolen her heart or the one who’ll fill her bank account.

Hot graphic werewolf sex, growing body parts, and one pissed off Nosferatu.

Buy The Beta at LyricalPress

C.M. -The blurb sounds very cool, can’t wait to pick this one up. Is this the same world as your other books or was this a fresh new world for you to explore?

A.N. -It’s the same world as The Angler series in the sense that the Nosferatu have a presence in this series as well but that’s the only connection. The Vanguards books are lighter in tone than The Angler story as well for those who shy away from blood and torture. LOL

C.M. -What’s next on your list of hot and yummy paranormal reads to shoot our way?

A.N. -I have a stand alone novella releasing in July titled Irresistible. “Werewolves believe in soul mates. Sirens eat theirs.” It’s a shifter meets hungry mermaid love story.

C.M. -Okay, I think I’ve taken up enough of your time. Thanks again Annie, for stopping by. You’ve been great. Is there anything else you’d like to add before you go?

A.N. -Never let anyone tell you can’t. With enough dedication anything is possible.

Thanks again for your time, Hon.

Take a look at other great reads by Annie Nicholas at her website: Annie Nicholas and don’t forget to check out her other Vanguard Books The Alpha, The Omega, and newly released The Beta

Comment below with some love and one lucky person will win their choice Annie’s book, The Alpha or The Omega, books the Vanguards series.
Contest ends Sunday Midnight EST. 

And the Winner Is Danielle! Congratulations! Annie will be contacting you shortly with your prize.


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New Books Out From Great Authors

Because I write for long stretches without reading I often have to do long stretches of catching up on some of my favorite authors. This means I need a place to stick all my favorites that have happened over the past month so I can finally get around to reading them.

So, I’m about to pimp some authors. I hope you like them.

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Magdalene by Moirah Jovan

Magdalene is book 3 of 5 in the Dunham series.

The Dunham Series

Mitch Hollander, the widowed bishop of a Mormon congregation, falls in love with Cassie St. James, the consultant hired to reorganize his steel mill. Meanwhile, a man in Mitch’s congregation plots to take over the position of bishop using Cassie’s past profession as a prostitute as his weapon.

A Mormon bishop.
An ex-prostitute.
A man with a vendetta.
Let the games begin…

All Romance Ebooks | Amazon | Smashwords | B10 MediaWorx | Barnes & Noble

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MAY 2007


New Release

When Kate Richards inherits a dilapidated English estate from her estranged grandfather, she finds herself thrust into a world full of hostile new family members, mysterious Romany tenants, and strange visions of “the net” – an invisible web that connects everything in the universe. Kate thinks she’s losing her sanity, but the odd family stories and disturbing tales of locals convince her that something sinister is going on at Weaverfields, while the inescapable pull of the net draws her deeper into the secrets of her new home.

But with those secrets come danger, and an old evil that refuses to let go of its hold on the net – or on Weaverfields. The only person who seems to understand is Joe, a Romany street artist with his own ties to the land. Kate and Joe must master the net before the past intrudes on the present… in very ugly ways…

Read an excerpt and buy The Weaverfields Heir at Etopia Press.

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JP Barnaby, Little Boy Lost Series

-I read the first one of this series, but I doubt I’ll get to the second for a while. (Up to my eyeballs in work) But I did want to give it some love, because the first book was great.

Little Boy Lost: Enlightened 
Release: March 2011
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Little Boy Lost is the story of Brian McAllister, the boy next door.

Brian goes to school, does his homework, and helps his foster parents around the house. Brian also has a secret. He is in love with his best friend, Jamie. In Crayford, Alabama being in love with another boy is the worst kind of sin.

In this first book, Enlightened, Brian and Jamie discover just how deep their emotional bond runs, and at what cost. From fumbling through their first sexual experiences to hiding every aspect of their relationship from everyone in their lives, Brian and Jamie battle for the one thing that is truly theirs – love.

What will they do if their secret is discovered?

Dreamspinner Press

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Little Boy Lost: Abandoned
Release: May 2011
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Little Boy Lost, Book Two

Jamie is gone.

Brian’s secret has been revealed.

Brian McAllister’s story continues as he tries to cope with the loss of his best friend and soul mate amid the alienation and ridicule of his classmates. When hatred turns to violence, Brian narrows his focus to two goals: surviving and finding Jamie. Along the way he meets Adam, whose life has also been shattered by violence and cruelty. Can Adam fill the hole in Brian’s life left by Jamie’s absence? The answer will change everything.

Dreamspinner Press

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FRICTION by Kim Knox

Book 2 of the Planetary Bodies Series

Release May 3rd

A deal is a deal.

But when that deal is to appear in Tomas Thorne’s office ready to offer herself for his…consumption, Shan Rayner runs, hides and has no intention of going through with it. That is until she’s hit by sheen, a turbulent force from the Uranian lower atmosphere. A force that brings her darkest desires to the surface.

Need swamps her and she finds herself outside his office and all too ready to agree to anything he wants. Absolutely anything.

Ellora’s Cave

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