Wednesday, December 14, 2011

The Twelve Days of Sexmas (Erotic Romance style)


When I threw down the guest post gauntlet to Lani Rhea & JP Archer, authors of "The Ark Hotel: Before the Dawn" in The Sexiest Time of the Year anthology, who knew how they'd rise to the challenge. 

Hi Louisa! We just wanted to say thanks for having us today. We’ve been blogging our butts off recently, but it’s been so much fun. Your question about keeping sex and romance alive during the holidays was very intriguing so we decided to answer you in true Christmas spirit. Here we go….

The Twelve Days of Sexmas (Erotic Romance style)



On the first day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, massage oil from a pear tree.

On the second day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.



On the third day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.


On the fourth day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.

On the fifth day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.



On the sixth day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, six candles burning, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.



On the seventh day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, seven sexy spankings, six candles burning, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.



On the eighth day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, eight bras with panties, seven sexy spankings, six candles burning, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.


On the ninth day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, nine dildos humming, eight bras with panties, seven sexy spankings, six candles burning, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.


On the tenth day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, ten voyeurs watching,  nine dildos humming, eight  bras with panties, seven sexy spankings, six candles burning, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.



On the eleventh day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, eleven erotic dances, ten voyeurs watching, nine dildos humming, eight bras with panties, seven sexy spankings, six candles burning, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.


On the twelfth day of Sexmas my true love gave to me, twelve OH MY GODS, eleven erotic dances, ten voyeurs watching,  nine dildos humming, eight  bras with panties, seven sexy spankings, six candles burning, five bondage rings, four phone sex calls, three French kisses, two nipple tweaks and massage oil from a pear tree.

Happy sexy Holidays!

Love JP and Lani!

Before you run off, our newly released story The Ark Hotel: Before the Dawn is featured in a Christmas anthology The Sexiest Time of the Year.



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About Jp and Lani

Lani Rhea and JP Archer are two women living in the heart of Oklahoma carrying out their dream. They write in the paranormal and contemporary erotic romance genre. You can find them either reading or writing. They’d love to hear from you. Email them at rheaarcherbooks@gmail.com.

Contest ALERT!

To enter for a chance to win one copy of The Sexiest Time of the Year go here Lani’s Blog http://lanirhea.blogspot.com/2011/12/sexiest-time-of-year-raffle.html

The Ark Hotel: Before the Dawn Blurb:

With the Mayan’s predicted doomsday a year away, inspires many to take a spin on the Wheel of Pleasure at the risqué Ark Hotel.

Running north from an abusive relationship, Angie Perkins, never suspected her life would change by a chance encounter. Repulsed, she despises the Ark Hotel.

Noah Hawthorne, part owner and CEO of The Ark Hotel, can’t know that fate would serve up his true love in a small town diner.

With Christmas around the corner, can these two give of their hearts, finding their way past their pasts to each other as the clock ticks down on the world’s final moments?




Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Boone Brux Lets Down her "Shield of Fire" with a Spicy Excerpt

There’s nothing yummier than a hot guy on a cold night. I for one wouldn’t mind curling up with Rhys, the hero in my new release, Shield of Fire. He’s gorgeous, and protects humans from demons. Add the fact that he’s over 300 years old and you’ve got yourself a wholelota experience, if you know what I mean. (wink—wink, elbow to the ribs)


Rhys has baggage, but not the debilitating kind. I’ll leave that for Icarus, my luscious and deadly demon. Being the last full-blooded Bringer has given Rhys a hero complex, which keeps him distanced from the ladies. Well, until he meets Ravyn. I won’t say their soul mates, but they certainly clicked.

Always trying to be a gentleman, Rhys is pushed to the limit by Ravyn’s antics. How much is one man supposed to take? Especially from a woman who is a lot like him. You can’t blame Rhys for hoping Ravyn is also a full-blooded Bringer, somebody he could love, fight demons and possibly grow old with. He’s a romantic at heart and in the case of Ravyn, he falls hard. (But not in a whimpy—I want to crush his skull kind of way).

I’d like to share bit from chapter seventeen. Usually I don’t give excerpts from this part of the book. You know, the whole give the milk away for free concept, but I’m feeling generous today.

He slid down her body and once again settled on his knees. Determination to pleasure her swelled. His fingers spread her lips and Ravyn opened to him. Encouraging. Trusting.

He tongued and teased her back to her euphoric state. The beast roared for its mate, and Rhys struggled not to give into the demands he so desperately wanted to surrender to.

Ravyn pushed against his tongue, wanting more of what he gave her. He felt her body tighten. His hands caressed the inside of her thighs and his tongue lapped and drank her in. She burrowed her fingers into his hair and bucked against his mouth. Sweet Sainted Ones, he’d never wanted to pleasure a woman as he did now.

Sorry, just a tease. I’ll say this, Rhys and Ravyn are just getting started. Hope you enjoyed it.

SHIELD OF FIRE Blub

Protecting humans is the Bringers’ duty. Sending demons to the Shadow World is their pleasure.

In one night, Ravyn’s life plunges from barely tolerable to deadly. Forced to flee the only home she’s known, she stumbles headlong into the clutches of Icarus, a powerful demon intent on stealing her powers. Unfortunately for him, she has no intention of cooperating.

When Rhys realizes the woman he’s rescued from the Bane Demon is no mere human, his obligation as a Bringer dictates he protect and train her in the ways of his people. But he’s unprepared for the intense desire he feels for the fiery Ravyn. To surrender to his need may mean her death.

As the Demon King’s desire for ultimate power escalates, fathers are slated against sons, and foes are made allies. The Bane threat upon them, Rhys and Ravyn must quest to unite the last of the Bringers—and explore a passion too powerful to ignore.



About Boone

Boone has lived in the beautiful state of Alaska for nearly two decades. She spent many of those years in the bush, where the internet and flush toilets were a luxury. Boone’s motto? “Have laptop, will travel.” It’s not uncommon to see her pounding away at her computer during camping trips, fishing expeditions, or in their family plane as they fly over the open tundra.

She’s won several awards for her writing and serves as the Alaska Chapter president for Romance Writers of America.



So what do you think? Sound delicious? Boone will be giving away one ebook copy of Shield of Fire for a commenter. Make sure to leave your email address!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

My Need to Read & Twilight Give-Away

Ready to snuggle into bed with a comfy read? Oh, man, what a guilty pleasure that is, and one that I don’t get to do very often these days. Visiting My Need to Read this weekend, and offering a tasty giveaway of Twilight Sweethearts!

Come stop by, say hello and click on the entry form for a chance at winning.



Friday, December 9, 2011

Story behind the title of DRAGON IN THE MIST with Nancy Lee Badger


Joining me today is multi-published author, Nancy Lee Badger, whose latest e-book release, DRAGON IN THE MIST, is set in Scotland on Loch Ness. Nancy has promised to explain her title choice, and why she chose this location. (And check out the contest that Nancy's holding for that fantastic window sticker. I WANT it!)


Thanks for having me today. I have wanted to explain the story behind the title since I released DRAGON IN THE MIST in August. This is the perfect opportunity. First of all, I love dragons. Scottish mythology is full of them. Who knew? I discovered this while researching Scotland for my first Scottish paranormal, DRAGON’S CURSE. There are pages and pages of information on dragons that supposedly lived in a variety of places. I read about a very famous myth concerning the Loch Ness Monster that goes like this:

When Saint Columba traveled through the country of the Picts, he had to cross the River Ness.* He came across Picts burying a man said to have been bitten by the water-monster. Not a stupid man, Columba ordered one of his men to swim across and return with a boat. The chosen man, Lugneus Mocumin swam off, but the monster saw him and charged. All on shore stood in horror except Columba, who raised his holy hand and inscribed the Cross in the air. He called upon the name of God and commanded the beast, saying, “Go no further! Do not touch the man! Go back at once!” The monster drew back, retreating to the depths of the Loch. Unharmed, Lugneus brought the boat back. Everyone was astonished. The heathen savages who witnessed the miracle were overcome and came to know the magnificence of the God of the Christians.

*for more information about stories like these, visit- http://www.fisheaters.com/animals13.html

The Loch Ness Monster in mythology is described as a wingless, serpentine-like dragon. I made my dragon female and gave her the ability to walk the shores of Loch Ness in human form due to a gift from a Faerie Queen. When writing fiction, an author has loads of leeway and paranormal writers can stretch the limits with world-building. I like to make sure my books are set in real locations. This was easy to do with Loch Ness.

Castle Urquhart on Loch Ness

My book’s first chapter depicts my heroine’s horrible outcome when she gives her heart to a human male. When he reveals he is already married, Nessía returns to her watery home after cursing the man’s entire clan. In present day, she again tries to find love. She meets Rory Hawthorn, an American geologist, when he walks inside the pub where she works. He has a secret, and Nessía is not going to like it.

Mist, in my title, is in reference to the thick porridge-like fog that blankets the loch—and a huge part of Scotland—most mornings. I think mist is very sexy. I do not know why, I just do. These are the reasons why I chose to title my book DRAGON IN THE MIST. I hope you will buy a copy, give a copy, lend a copy…whatever. Enjoy my tale of love, fantasy, and Scotland.

BOOK BLURB

Life without love is not worth living.

Nessía of the Loch has lived beneath the murky water of Loch Ness since ancient times. The pain of loneliness manifests in anger so strong, the entire valley shakes with earthquakes. In 1816, a Faerie queen pleads for her to cease the tremors and rewards Nessía with a human form. To stay human, she must find love. When the man she believes she loves casts her aside, Nessía responds to the betrayal by cursing the men of the MacDonald clan with the inability to keep a woman’s love. Only an act of true selflessness will break the curse.

After centuries pass, Nessía again searches for love. When Rory Hawthorn, an American scientist, arrives under the pretext of researching the earthquakes but in reality to research his MacDonald heritage and the curse, she believes she has found the perfect mate.

Amid stolen kisses, another earthquake, a steamy night of passion, and a broken heart, Nessía returns to the murky depths of the loch. When Rory dives in to follow her, he meets the green, scaly Loch Ness Monster. Assuming Nessía is in danger, he is intent on killing the monster and saving the woman he loves.

EXCERPT

Nessía wiped her hands, turned off the dining area’s lights, and stood at the open door. Staring at the loch, she crossed her arms to brave the cool breeze, then leaned against the doorjamb. Unwanted memories rose of the last time she lived in human form. A sigh escaped, the only sound other than footsteps on the gravel parking lot.
“Such a meaning-filled sigh. Anything I can do?”
The American—Rory—walked out of the dark like a Highland wolf of old. He stopped inches from her and she had to lean to the side to discern if he arrived alone.
“I thank ye for your concern, sir. A long day, ye might say. Where be your friends?”
“Kendra and Suzie? They went back to the B&B to…rest up. For tomorrow.”
“Urquhart Castle. You mentioned ye planned to visit the place. Great views of the loch, I hear tell.”
“What? A local and you’ve never walked the grounds?” Inches away, Rory raised an arm, then laid a palm against the doorjamb.
Directly over her head.
“I have seen it from the water. I do not care to trip over its ruins. But, have fun with the kids.” Nessía backed up, planning to lock the door, but his hand slid down to her shoulder.
“Don’t go,” Rory whispered.
His voice, as familiar as Monty’s sultry tone from long ago, made her hesitate a moment too long. Rory’s handsome face lowered until his lips brushed across her mouth. As his other hand gripped her waist, pinpoints of light followed the feathery sweep of his soft lips. A halo of desire, thick as morning mist, tangled around their bodies, and joined them as one. Had he noticed?
  
About the Author
Nancy loves chocolate-chip shortbread, wool plaids wrapped around the trim waist of a Scottish Highlander, the clang of dirks and broadswords, and the sound of bagpipes in the air. Nancy lives the dream. After growing up in Huntington, New York, and raising two handsome sons in New Hampshire, Nancy moved to North Carolina where she writes full-time. She and her family continue to volunteer at the New Hampshire Highland Games each fall. Nancy is a member of RWA, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Sisters In Crime, FF&P Romance Writers, and the Celtic Heart Romance Writers. Nancy is a proud Army Mom, and she also writes romantic suspense as Nancy Lennea.

Check out her website www.nancyleebadger.com
Follow her on Twitter @NLBadger
and on Facebook http://on.fb.me/scmtx5

Title: DRAGON IN THE MIST
Author: Nancy Lee Badger
Genre: Romantic Fantasy E-Book
Length: 17,000 words
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