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Friday, April 22, 2011

Rocking the Boat by Christopher Koehler

Title: Rocking the Boat
Author: Christopher Koehler
Release Date: 02/28/11
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Genre: M/M, Contemporary/Romance/Erotic

Blurb: Nick Bedford, closeted coach of California Pacific College’s men’s rowing team, is struggling with professional ethics. He denies his attraction to Morgan Estrada, a rower on the crew, though the heated glances between them drive Nick wild. Then Morgan makes a move... and though Nick panics, Morgan gets what he wants: Nick.

Safely assured that he’s not preying on a younger man, Nick gives in to his feelings for Morgan. They take pleasure in sharing their daily routine, and the sex sets the sheets afire. Everything seems perfect until an anonymous complaint is filed against Nick right before the biggest race of the year. It’s exactly what Nick has feared most—and it may be enough to capsize the fledgling relationship.

Welcome to Sizzling Releases, Christopher. I’m so pleased you could join me today. What is your Sizzling Release?
Rocking the Boat

What is Rocking the Boat all about?
Rocking the Boat tells the story of Nick and Morgan, coach and athlete, from both men’s point of view, particularly Nick’s struggles with the ethics of his attraction for one of his rowers and Morgan’s uncertainty why an older, more sophisticated man would be interested in him.

That sounds intriguing. How did you come up with the idea?
I’ve rowed competitively myself for over a decade on the masters level (ignoring a short, inglorious collegiate rowing career) and even coached, and my club’s boathouse is next that of a collegiate crew.

Several years ago, one of the college men contacted me as he was coming to terms with his own orientation. I’ll state right here that while I’m a happily married and very much monogamous gay man, this strapping fellow gave me all kinds of ideas about what I’d like to do to him had I been single, emphasis very much on the subjuctive mood.

So there’s the relationship between coach and athlete. But this fellow was struggling, and even if I’d been single, it would’ve been immoral to take advantage of that. But that’s where the similarity ends, and from there, I let the characters tell me their stories.

I know this is book number one in the series The “Row”-mances of the CalPac Crew. Did you begin writing with a series in mind, or did your muse take over?
A bit of both. Publishing definitely favors writers who produce worlds people want to read, and the more you produce in a given world, the easier it is, I think. There’s a built-in fan base, if you will, a ready-made market.

That said, while I first set out to tell a single story, that of the Nick and Morgan, it became clear to me that there were more stories to tell.

This is your first published work, which must be very exciting for you. What was it like for you to write your first book and get published?
I’ve published a number of non-fiction articles, mostly in the history of science and medicine that were of little interest and no consequence. I’ve dreamed of writing books since I was a child, so the publication of Rocking the Boat was both the culmination of a dream and the start of what I hope proves to be a successful career as a novelist.

Congratulations on fulfilling that dream. What are you working on now?
I’m working on Tipping the Balance, the follow-up to Rocking the Boat. I suspect readers of Rocking the Boat will figure out whose story is told in Tipping the Balance. I wasn’t particularly subtle about the interest shown between two supporting characters. But if anyone’s unsure, they are more than welcome to email through the contact link on my webpage.

Do you have an evil day job? How do you find time to write?
I suppose it depends on how you define ‘evil’ and ‘job.’ I’m an at-home dad to an highly demanding ADHD-addled little boy, and that consumes the bulk of my time and attention. I also do some freelance proofreading and editing on the side.

Wow, that's a full time job all by itself, and a labor of love, I'm sure. Now I'm going to ask a question I hate answering when I do interviews! lol What is your creative process?
I try to have several projects in various stages at any given time. So for a while I was editing Rocking the Boat, writing Tipping the Balance, and doing a bit of pre-writing for Settling the Score, the third and final CalPac Row-mance.

In terms of the pre-writing, I create fairly detailed sketches of the main characters, anything from physical appearance to mannerisms to profession. I also just jot notes about plot and dialogue without too much concern for order, although if a sequence makes itself known to me, I don’t look away.

I follow a fairly formal plot structure, so a lot of my brainstorming at this point contributes to the highs and lows and the actiona and emotional arcs. Once I’ve got those nailed down, I’ll fill in with scenes that advance from point to point along the plot structure.

You are highly organized, and I am so, well, not! I admire people who are able to sit down and really plot out their stories. What does your family and friends think about you being a published author?
My friends are thrilled, although I have to wonder if some of my straight rowing teammates know how…uh ‘realistic’ the sex is. My husband is likewise overjoyed for me, and our son is happy for me, although he has only a vague idea of what I write. It’ll stay that way until he’s older, too.

This means, among other things, being careful with the recycled paper for the printer, because some of it contains very details accounts of just what Morgan and Nick get up to behind closed doors. There are things I’d rather not explain to a seven-year-old just yet.

Understandable. I have 12 children, all grown now, but I remember some touchy moments when they walked in the bedroom when they should've been sleeping! Now, it’s April and spring is here. What is your favorite season?
My favorite season is in fact fall. Where I live in northern California, although the leaves take forever to turn color (sometimes it’s close to Christmas before some of them do), the light in autumn takes on a soft, golden tone and the stifling heat of summer is only a memory.

I am from northern CA myself, Humboldt County and the mountains are covered with evergreens, so I know what you mean. Besides being springtime, April also means Easter. How do you celebrate?
By hiding eggs over and over again for our son. I’m no longer observant and my husband is wearingly vocal about his atheism, so Easter’s pretty much just cultural at this point.

Chocolate bunnies or Cadbury Eggs?
Cadbury Mini-Eggs are the vile and empty work of the devil, and I try to save civilization by devouring as many of them as possible to save the lot of you.

LOL You are to be commended for making that sacrifice for the sake of humanity! Thank you so much for being here. Is there anything else you’d like the readers to know?
Just that I’m humbled and grateful that people like my story, and I welcome their comments. So far, even the people with critiques have been quite polite about it, and I appreciate that. My response to rudeness and a lack of civility is simply not to engage, frankly. But then, the atmosphere in my house can be almost comical in terms of civility and deportment.

And before we go, can we get a juicy excerpt from Rocking the Boat?
Sure! I’ve edited it slightly for clarity.

NICK was at home, where he often spent his Saturday nights. Usually, he studied and read. But that night, he knew what was going on across town. He hadn’t even asked Drew where they were going. He didn’t want to know. He didn’t want to be tempted to interrupt. To fall to his knees at Morgan’s feet to confess his lie and beg for a chance.

But he knew that somewhere, the man he wanted to call his own was being wined and dined, and not by him, and he hated it. He’d never been so uncomfortable in his own skin. He felt twitchy and irritable, like he had an itch that couldn’t be scratched. He didn’t know what he feared more, that Drew and Morgan wouldn’t hit it off... or that they would. Whatever happened, Nick just knew it couldn’t end well, at least not for him. No, he thought, getting up from his desk to pace around his apartment again, this evening had regret written all over it.

Nick looked at the clock on the microwave in his kitchen. Nine p.m. “Damnation,” he said, knowing full well what he was about to do.

He stomped off to his bedroom, shedding his sweats as he went. Aspects was just getting going, and the best way to get over someone was to get under someone else. He kept telling himself that as he put on a shirt so tight it looked like he’d sprayed it on. That and jeans so low his pubic hair would’ve peeked over the top if he hadn’t trimmed it made it clear he had an eight-pack, that he’d earned his muscles through sport and fitness, not by haunting a gym. They also made it clear what he was looking for.

He sprang for a cab. He didn’t intend to be in fit state to drive home. Fifteen minutes later, he was at the bar, surveying the room through his first shot of tequila, the first of many.

“You drink like a man who’s serious about it,” a voice rumbled in his ear.

Nick glanced over, and next to him was a man he hadn’t noticed before, about his height, with close-cropped blond hair and ice-blue eyes.

“It passes the time,” Nick said.

“Maybe I can help you pass it better.”

Nick raked the man with his eyes and liked what he saw. He had the tightly leashed look of power Nick associated with military men, a man with a body to match his own and, with any luck, the will to use it and him. Oblivion was oblivion, wherever it came from.

Nick passed the bartender money to cover his liquid dinner and then some. Then he stood up and smiled. “Lead on.”

Nick’s quarry stood and smiled like a predator, and Nick smiled right back, already buzzing like a hornet’s nest. The man matched him inch for inch, muscle for muscle, and, Nick discovered on the dance floor, move for move.

They settled into the beat like they were made for it. Nick didn’t waste any time. When the man looked at him with ravenous eyes, Nick grinned right back and moved in closer.

When the man moved to unbutton his shirt, Nick let him. When the man ran his hands over his chest, Nick raised his arms overhead to give the man room to play. He closed his eyes and tried to lose himself.

People stared, but Nick didn’t care. Let them stare. He was nothing. His best friend was out there somewhere, romancing the man he wished was touching him, and nothing else mattered. When the beat changed and the muscular blond man turned him around to dance front to back, Nick wasted no time in making his wishes known. He ground his ass against the man’s crotch and felt the answering hardness press back.

This was what he wanted, Nick told himself. What he needed. So when the man’s hands found their way to the button fly of his jeans, he gyrated harder and let him pop the first few buttons.

Nick closed his eyes again, allowing himself to think that it was Morgan’s hands on him, that it was Morgan who reached around to take him in hand. Strong fingers wriggled their way to his cock, smooth palms sliding over taut flesh.

Nick’s eyes jerked open. Smooth palms. There were no calluses, no rough spots created by the friction of the oar handles. He was suddenly as cold and sober as if he’d taken a bucket of water to the face.

He pulled away and turned to face the man, frantically buttoning up. “I’m sorry. It’s just... you’re not him.”

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Champagne Books Awards - And The Winners Are.....

Author of the Year (Carnal Passions) Lori Witt - Author Site

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Author of the Year (Champagne Books) Linda Rettstatt - Author Site

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Best Selling Novel of the Year -- Pesto Packing Mama by Nan D. Arnold - Author Site

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Novel of the Year -- Shadow Fox by Ashley J. Barnard - Author Site

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Publisher's Award of Excellence -- Kaylin McFarren - Author Site

Congratulations to each of these Champagne Books/Carnal Passions authors!

Harmonica Joe’s Reluctant Bride by Sarah J. McNeal

Title: Harmonica Joe’s Reluctant Bride
Author: Sarah J. McNeal
Release Date: April 15, 2011
Publisher: Western Trail Blazers
Genre: Time Travel/Western

A haunted house, a trunk and a date with destiny.

Joseph Wilding left his prosperous Virginia ranch and his grieving father to live in obscurity and guilt over his brother’s death until he marries Lola instead of Callie McGraw, the woman he abhors but whose life he was attempting to save.

Lola discovers a warp in time in an old trunk when she falls into 1882.  She finds herself married to Joe, a stranger shadowed by secrets.  Mistaken for Callie McGraw, a thief and a woman of ill repute, Lola finds her life is threatened by a scoundrel who believes she stole his money and only Joe stands between her and death.

With danger threatening all around and secrets keeping them apart, can Joe and Lola find their destiny together or will time and circumstance forever divide them?

Welcome to Sizzling Releases, Sarah. I’m so pleased you could join me today. What is your Sizzling Release?
Harmonica Joe’s Reluctant Bride

What is Harmonica Joe’s Reluctant Bride  all about?
It’s about a woman with a chaotic childhood longing for a better life, who falls into the past and finds a man full of secrets and a dark history—and she’s married to him.

That sounds awesome. I love westerns and time travel. How did you come up with the idea?
Honestly, I was sitting around kind of taking it easy playing my harmonica, with my feet propped up on my grandfather McNeal’s old trunk one day and I thought, what if a woman travels into the past in an old trunk full of someone’s history and meets a guy who plays a harmonica?  And that gave me the idea for the story and the title.

Did you begin writing with a series in mind, or did your muse take over?
Although Harmonica Joe’s Reluctant Bride is not part of a series, I am working on a sequel to it with one of the characters in it that I just couldn’t let go—the homeless boy, Banjo-- only all grown up, of course.

As a multi-published author, what advice do you have for those just beginning a career as a writer?
I’m just chocked full of advice but I’ll be brief.  Write every day.  Keep a writer’s journal.  Read voraciously and, no matter what, never, ever give up.

That is good advice, especially about not giving up. Tell the readers about your backlist.
The Violin published with Amira Press: Timeless love brought together by a violin.
Bitter Notes published with Amira Press:  An abandoned piano heals a broken heart.
I Promise You my free read with Amira Press: A cancer victim finds hope from a spirit.
The Curse of the Amber Tomb another free read at Amira Press:  An archeologist and photographer discover a deadly secret.
The Dark Isle the first book in the Legends of Valmora series now out of contract and in revision: Love abides in the darkest places.
Lake of Sorrows second book in the Legends of Valmora  series also out of contract and in revision:  A curse, a quest and undying love.

What are you working on now?
I just submitted The Light of Valmora to several publishers.  It’s the third in the Legends of Valmora series.  Two brothers love one woman as darkness threatens.  I hope I can find a home for the whole series and keep going with the other books I plan in that paranormal series.

I am presently writing the sequel to Harmonica Joe’s Reluctant Bride with the young man, Banjo as the hero. I already have the theme or tagline for it: Deceit stands between a man’s love and his destiny.  

Do you have an evil day job, and if you do, how do you find time to write?
I am a retired emergency room nurse.  I retired early so I could spend my time doing what I love most—writing.

I think it's so great when we are able to do what we love to do full time. What is your creative process?
I start with an idea that I write into a tagline or theme.  I work up the blurb to get my story line clear, then I write the synopsis.  If I change something when I get into the story, I’ll tweak up the synopsis.  I hate writing a synopsis after I finish a story so this works out best for me, plus I get the added benefit of having an outline to follow so I don’t get off course and ramble.

What does your family and friends think about you being a published author?
When my first book published they were all excited and crazy.  We had parties and celebrations for days.  After the third book published, they started taking it all in stride and just saw it as my job.  I personally, still get excited and crazy with each and every contract.

It’s April and spring is here. What is your favorite season?
It used to be Halloween until my dog, Kate, was diagnosed with cancer of the bone on Halloween night and died the next February.  Now I think I like the Fourth of July best.  You don’t have the stress of buying presents or mucking through the winter weather and you get warm days, food cooked outside with no dishes to wash, and fireworks.

April means Easter, how does your family celebrate?
My ragtag bunch of heathens are unpredictable.  My sister and I try to get Easter Baskets made for her two kids and her granddaughter, and have a great dinner either inside or out depending on the weather.  Sometimes though, they have other plans like the beach or whatever, and it’s just my sister and me.  On those occasions, my sister and I have a plan B - we invite our friends over who don’t have family and cook out.

I think that's great to invite others who may be alone too. Now, the important stuff: Chocolate bunnies or Cadbury Eggs?
Neither.  I’m not a big chocolate lover.  I like marshmallow peeps and jelly beans.  A bit of a weirdo here.

ARRGGHH! You just drove a blade through my heart! LOL Thank you so much for being here, Sarah. Is there anything else you’d like the readers to know?

Besides my website, and Facebook, which I barely understand, I am present every day on my author/reader Yahoo group that I co-own with Tina Donahue - an accomplished, award winning author - Sweet N Sexy Divas. We have several male writers there as well, and sometimes the discussions are hot and heavy.  Everyone is welcome to join us.

And before we go, Sarah has given us an excerpt from Harmonica Joe’s Reluctant Bride:

     After another long silence, he pulled the harmonica out of his shirt pocket with his free hand while the other loosely held the reins.  He began to play something that almost sounded like a tune while the horses loped along pulling the wagon over every rock in the road.  His mood seemed to have darkened.

     Lola sensed there was a mystery to Joe Wilding, something he was not willing to share with anyone, especially someone he barely knew like her.  Curiosity crept into her veins and spread like wildfire.  Nothing enticed her more than a good mystery.
     Studying his stony features for a moment, Lola guessed that something very sad or very bad had happened to Joe, something she determined to find an answer to.  But for the sake of peace between them, she would let it rest for now.  “What’s that tune you’re playing?  Sounds something like that noise you were making last night.”

     “It’s the same tune.  I only know the one.” 
“It sounds like pots clanging together.”  There, she got a good lick in for the insult back in the barn.  His face was unmoved and somehow she felt just a little guilty for saying the smart remark since he seemed in a pensive mood.

     “Maybe so,” Joe acknowledged.

     “Why do you carry the harmonica with you all the time if you only know one tune?  You don’t even play that one very well.”  A little stab of conscience needled at her chest, but Lola ignored it.  Why was she being so mean spirited toward this man?  He had only hurt her pride some.  She shouldn’t make such a big deal out of it.

     He wiped the harmonica on his shirt before he put it back in his pocket.  With a narrow glance toward Lola, he took a deep breath and answered.  “It’s not my harmonica.  It belonged to my brother.  He died.  I killed him.  Now will you just let me have some silence for a while?”  The words seemed to grind up from the bottom of his throat as if he were choking on a bale of tumbleweed.
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Friday, April 15, 2011

Downstroke by Desiree Holt - Release #100!

Desiree Holt
Ellora's Cave

It’s been twenty years since Charley Roper and Dallas Creed had their bitter parting. Now a killer in stalking mode has brought the trained security specialist and the country music icon together again, but are either of them ready for it? It’s obvious that the explosive chemistry is still there. She can’t forget the feel of his hands on her body. He can’t forget the hot touch of her mouth. When they finally tumble into bed together, the sex is hot enough to singe the sheets. But is it enough?

Set against the background of the music industry, with a killer nipping at their heels, Dallas and Charley find themselves on a roller coaster ride that is hot, suspenseful and erotic. Can Dallas convince Charley to trust her heart to him one more time, to reach out for a richer, deeper, more mature love? Can she keep him safe long enough to take a chance?

Today I would like to welcome author Desiree Holt, who has announced the release of her 100th book. Wow! What an accomplishment, Desiree. Are you on Cloud 9 right now?
Maybe Cloud 29! It is a totally unbelievable feeling.

What is the title and what's it all about?
Downstroke. It’s a romantic suspense but it’s really about losy lovers reunited after twenty years having the wade their way through bitterness, danger, and the adrenaline of the msuic industry to find each other again.

Tell me 3 things about:

The story –
1. A killer is stalking the hero. We don’t know who or why.
2. All of it plays out against the excitement of the music industry and a high profile concert tour
3. Can love survive once it’s thrown away?

The hero –
1. An icnonic country rock star
2. Threw everything away to  pursue his dream, made it and was deserted by everyone except his brother
3. He’s back on tlop now, has no idea who wants to kill him, and realizes what he lost when he made his choices

The heroine –
1. Top security specialist who resist guarding her old lover
2. Feisty and independent, smarty, has put everything into building her agency
3. Resisted taking the job to guard Dallas after 20 years of anger but can’t deny that she still loves him. She’s older but is she wiser?

The villain –
1. Part of the concert entourage, but which one?
2. Angry and wants money
3. Caught in a trap of his own making, just wants to kill Dallas and get on with it

How long have you been a published author?
Five years, and it’s been a wonderful journey

Wow. 100 books in 5 years? You're a maniac! When your first book was published, did you ever imagine you would one day have your 100th title published?
I never imagined I’d get 10 books published, never mind 100! I was so grateful just to see that first book out there and have people buy it.

What is the title of your very first book?
Love With a Proper Rancher

Do you remember how it felt to get that first contract?
Like I’d had a combination of too much caffeine and too much wine! I pinched myself until I had a bruise.

How does that compare to number 100?
The feeling has never, ever left me. I feel that same way with every book, every contract. It’s an unbelievable thrill. I know how very fortunate I am and don't think I’ll ever lose that.

How are you going to celebrate this grand event?
I will be at RT Booklovers Convention and I will be in the bar that night with tons of my friends having a huge party!

That sounds like fun. You know, with all authors, it's never about what's out right now, but what's next. What is book 101 about?
Book 101 is Rawhide: Crack the Whip, a cowboy kin story for The Wild Rose Press that’s the first in a series of novellas about a fetish club called Rawhide and the cowboys who are clients.

Finish the sentence:

I cannot resist warm chocolate chip cookies.

Bad behavior makes me cringe.

I'm a big baby when it comes to exercise.

If I don't have that first cup of hazelnut decaf with my kittens sitting around me I'd be in a really bad mood all day.

My greatest moment was marrying my late husband. He is all my heroes.

If chocolate was a pill I'd be taking it every hour.

When it comes to people who take advantage of others I can be a real witch.

If I couldn't write, I would probably shoot myself!

Thank you for playing along, Desiree. It's been a pleasure having you as my guest but before we go, do you have an excerpt to share from book #100?
Yes, of course!

Excerpt from DOWNSTROKE:
“You better take that burr out of your ass, Dallas,” I snapped. “This is no laughing matter and we can’t make it work if you continue to be an idiot about it.”

He spun away from the window and was beside me in three quick strides, his fingers closing over my wrist. “How about a little truth, Charley.”
He was completely in my space, so close to me a piece of paper would get stuck between us. He might be older and more used up but the rampant sexual heat was still there between us and the flare of it terrified me. I closed my eyes to hide what I felt, but his fingers tightened fractionally.
“It’s still there.” Statement, not question. “Look at me, Charley. Tell me you didn’t feel it the minute you walked into that trailer. Just like I did.”
Silently I cursed my traitorous body, the way his touch and his words made my nipples harden into diamond points and the lips of my cunt swell with desire.
Shit, shit, shit.
Before I could even take a breath, his other hand gripped my face and those lips I’d remembered every night since the last time I’d tasted them came down on mine with ferocious hunger.
The slightly rough surface of his lips, the heat of his mouth, the possessive greediness of the kiss brought back every memory I’d worked so hard to bury. When his tongue pushed inside and sought mine, I was lost. Truly lost.
I couldn’t move. Not just because Dallas had me gripped in both hands but because my legs were so weak I wasn’t sure they’d even hold me upright, and my brain had suddenly gone on vacation. When he finally lifted his head I was dazed and shaking. What the hell had just happened? What had I let happen?
We were still pressed together, tightly enough that I could feel his rock-hard erection hard against me through the worn denim of his jeans. Age and circumstance apparently hadn’t diminished that part of his anatomy at all.
“Go ahead, Charley.” His mouth was still only a breath away from mine. “Tell me you didn’t feel that the way I did. Tell me it didn’t affect you one bit. And tell me there hasn’t been a piece of your life missing all these years.”
I wanted to say something, anything. Deny this…whatever this was. But my brain was still out to lunch. All I could do was look into those older and wiser smoky gray eyes and wish I could turn back time.
“It’s still there, Charley.” His warm breath feathered across my mouth. “And it’s been there all these years.” Abruptly he dropped his hands and took a step back. “Let’s order lunch. You need to get me to rehearsal.”

Author Bio:
Desiree Holt is flavored with the rich experiences of her life, including a long stretch in the music business representing every kind of artist from country singer to heavy metal rock bands. For several years she also ran her own public relations agency handling any client that interested her, many of whom might recognize themselves in the pages of her stories. She is twice a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award, a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio, as well as twice a CAPA Award for best BDSM book of the year, winner of two Holt Medallion Awards of Merit, and is published by five different houses. Romance Junkies said of her work: “Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.”

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Galinn by Kiera Thomas

Title: Galinn
Author: Kiera Thomas
Author Website:
Release Date: April 1, 2011
Publisher: eXcessica publishing
Genre: Paranormal/Erotic/Non-consensual Oral Sex/F-M-M

Blurb: Sexy overweight Leoma is hunted down by a thirst to kill, soul stilling, mate craving Alp creature from the forbidden world. The way the Queen of the forbidden world takes care of her problem Alp will be to send her three immortal human warriors-Galinn, Kallisto and Alexios after the heart of the Alp and bring it back to the forbidden world.
The three warriors, while hunting the Alp, decide to risk their immortality and not return to the forbidden world. But they need a plan, a plan that will risk their own lives from the Queen when she learns of their decision.
While hunting the Alp, Galinn falls in love with Leoma. Leoma is everything a woman should be to Galinn, soft, with rounded curves he can hold on to. Promising to protect her and find a way not to return to the Queen, she is captured by the Alp. The Alp hides her in a hidden cave in the mountains of Kentucky. Inserts the mating hormone inside her that could destroy her, could change her future with Galinn forever…

Welcome to Sizzling Releases, Kiera Thomas. I’m so pleased you could join me today. What is your Sizzling Release?
Thank you for having me at Sizzling Release! My book is an erotic dark fantasy, paranormal titled Galinn.

What is Galinn all about? 
In Galinn, six worlds are separated by thin invisible membranes. The human world is one and the forbidden world is another. The forbidden world is ruled by a shape-shifter queen. The creatures that live in the forbidden world are dark, full of hate creatures called Alps.

A creature breaks through the membrane to our world. He falls into the mountains of Kentucky. The Alp’s goal is to mate, kill, steal a few souls and eat humans.

The Queen sends her three human warriors, Galinn, Kallisto and Alexios to capture the Alp and bring back his heart.

During the time the warriors are tracking the Alp, Galinn meets Leoma and falls in love. The Alp picks Leoma to mate with and hides her.

That sounds kind of scary. How did you come up with the idea?
A few years ago I thought what if there were other dimensions of worlds. The only thing separating each one would be an invisible membrane. None of the worlds would know about the other. Different creatures would live in each world. Then the story just evolved from this idea.

I know this is book number one in the series The Forbidden World. Did you begin writing with a series in mind, or did your muse take over? 
My muse took over. I intended it to be a stand-alone story but when I was writing I knew that Alexios, Kallisto and Levi needed their story told.

As a published author, what advice do you have for those just beginning a career as a writer? 
Well, my second book, Bloodmobile will be out June 24, 2011 from eXcessica. This will be a series also. Since I’m still learning as I go, my advice to writers would be to not get discouraged. Keep writing, do your homework, and read, read, read.

What are you working on now? 
I’m working on a book about a super sexy yummy boxer. His mother was a drug addict and he was sent to a foster home. His brother sort of fell in his mother’s footsteps and becomes a casino junkie who gets into debt with the mob. This book isn’t titled yet, and the name of the boxer doesn’t have a name yet but there will be suspense, romance, and sex.

Do you have an evil day job, and if you do, how do you find time to write? 
Nope, I decided to pursue my writing career. I am a full time college student. I should have my bachelor’s degree in English/Creative Writing by the end of 2012.

What is your creative process? 
First I get an idea, I call my best friend my sister and we ping pong ideas back and forth. By the time the conversation is over I have a really good outline of a story.

What does your family and friends think about you being a published author? 
They were excited about it. I meet so many people that want to write a book, or have a book written about their lives.

It’s April and spring is here. What is your favorite season? 
Summer! The older I get the less I like the cold. Give me warm weather any day.

How does your family celebrate Easter? 
I have Easter dinner with my three children and two grandchildren. I’m happiest when all my kids are with me.

Chocolate bunnies or Cadbury Eggs? 
Cadbury Eggs any time. The sweet creamy centers are sooooo good.

Thank you so much for being here. Is there anything else you’d like the readers to know? 
I hope everyone enjoys Galinn, soon the other books will follow.

And before we go, can we get a juicy excerpt from Galinn?

The three warriors were excited about going back to their world, even though they knew they would be in a different country in a different time. Keeping the Queen content was foremost important. Her temper was something a creature did not want to witness. Walked forward, nodded to the Queen “I live to bring you pleasure my Queen.” He knelt between her knees, placed both hands on her trim, smooth waist. Pulled her further to the edge of the bed then quickly lowered his head to her pussy. She loved Galinn’s wide, exquisitely long tongue.
  “Mmmmmm, Galinn, suck me hard.” The Queen bent her head back, grabbed his hair with her slender fingers to hold him close to her. Grabbing her swollen, moist nub with his teeth, he bit aggressively then pulled. She liked pain. Anyway, they couldn’t hurt her she was an immortal shape shifter. After he let go of her nub he hungrily encased her whole pussy into his mouth using his tongue to lash around it then did as she asked. He sucked excessively hard. His breath was hot against her skin. He made a meal out of her, sipping the juices, deeply licking. One thing about the Queen, she could make herself taste anyway she wanted, sometimes like honey, other times like cotton candy. She always tasted sweet. He pushed hard with his tongue, swirling it around her clit.  Pushing her hips even closer toward his mouth, he wanted to get closer to pull both pussy lips into his mouth to suck. Cream started to pour out of her as he sucked the sweet honey flavored cream into his mouth.
Alexios and Kallisto walked forward knelt on each of her side. Each placing a hand behind her back for support, they lifted a breast towards their mouth. Her breast even though they were large D cups, hung straight out, the pointed nipples peaked high. Each warrior placed a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. They pulled as much as they could into their mouths. Scraped, suckled, pulled, a normal human would have teeth marks on her soft skin, not on the Queen.
Galinn shoved his tongue deep inside her, trying desperately to lick the dripping cream that flowed from her. He kept fucking her with his thick wide tongue as she moaned. Kallisto reached down with the pad of his thumb he started to rub her nub in a circular motion. “Yesssss, that’s it boys…..make me come.” Panting, she could barely talk.
“Oh, oh, oh, fuck, this is good” the sensation started to increase, suddenly exploded from her pussy clear up her back.  Her back arched with a stiffness that looked like it should break. She screamed out Galinn’s name as the orgasm flew through her body. As the orgasm deceased he grabbed her waist, lifted her up, turned her around, threw her on her stomach on top of the bed. Kallisto crawled up on the huge bed, grabbing the Queen he turned over to lie on his back, pulled her over on him, lifted her up till her pussy was at the tip of his cock. Suddenly he slammed her down on it fully. There was nothing gentle with the way Kallisto fucked her. The Queen looked back, watching Galinn behind her. “Get ready for a rough ride my Queen.” Galinn grabbed her hips, spread her ass cheeks apart while she was imprisoned onto Kallisto’s cock. The head of his thick cock was at the entrance of her ass. With one long shove he drove his cock all the way inside her, he didn’t have to worry giving the channel time to adjust, with her…she liked it rough, she wasn’t human anyway. Feeling completely full Galleon stretched her ass while Kallisto stretched her pussy.
Alexios moved in front of her, brushed his throbbing cock across her lips. “Suck me my Queen while you get fucked.” Placing his hand on the sides of her head, Alexios positioned the head of his cock to her lips.
She opened her thick red lips, sliding them over the width of his dick. She was able to adjust to the thickness simply with shifting her body. She knew how to suck a cock. It didn’t matter how thick or how long she could accommodate it. Sucking the cock all the way to the base Galleon and Kallisto started to pound in rhythm. Kallisto pulled out then Galleon pushed in. Her full breasts where hanging over Kallisto, he lifted his head near the tip of her nipple, opened his lips he gently enclosed the nipple in his mouth.
“Oh yesss, this is so good, you boys fuck so good….harder. Faster.” Screaming out her wishes the warriors did as she asked, they fucked her harder. Galinn was pushing so hard her ass cheeks were bouncing in his hands from the pounding. Alexios loved it, every time Galinn pushed forward Alexios cock slammed harder into her mouth, when they pulled back she sucked him hard. He felt his balls draw up, the pulsing sensation from his seed shot up his cock, spurted inside her mouth. She sucked as he came, trying to take every drop of his seed out of him. Alexios slowly pulled out of her mouth while Kallisto and Galinn kept thrusting their cocks inside her.
“Oh, yess!” Her body started to shake. Screaming as her orgasm shot through her ass and pussy, reaching down she grabbed Kallisto’s shoulders for support before collapsing. While her orgasm was easing up Kallisto and Galinn shot their seed inside her, groaned from their own orgasm. While the boys pulled out of her ass and pussy, she slid off of Kallisto, rolled over onto her back staring at their handsome faces.

Friday, April 8, 2011

His Perfect Submissive by Alyssa Aaron

Title: His Perfect Submissive
Author: Alyssa Aaron
Release Date: 3/9/2008
Publisher: Black Velvet Seductions   
Genre: Erotic/Romance/BDSM-D/s

Kara was the victim of a brutal rape that occurred when she was seven. The event destroyed her family and left her fearful and distrustful of men.

When Kara's brother embezzles $30,000 from Slade's company, Kara goes to Slade’s office determined to talk him out of going to the police.

Slade wants a peaceful, obedient, submissive with whom to share his life and in Kara he glimpses what  he wants. He seizes the opportunity and makes Kara an offer she can't afford to refuse. The only way she can save her brother from certain prison is to accept Slade's marriage proposal and become his submissive.

Kara faces her wedding with anxiety. She can't tell Slade she can't submit sexually without risking her brother's freedom, yet she doubts she'll be able to keep her promise to be a submissive, obedient wife.

This romance explores the role of trust in even the most mismatched of partnerships and explores the complex connections between dominance and submission while it demonstrates the power of real love to heal even the deepest wounds.

Welcome to Sizzling Releases, Alyssa. I’m so pleased you could join me today.
Thank you for having me here today. It’s a pleasure to chat about books, writing, and life in general with you and your readers.

What is your Sizzling Release? 
His Perfect Submissive

What is His Perfect Submissive all about?
Ultimately His Perfect Submissive is a story about learning to trust…not just someone else…but one’s self as well. In His Perfect Submissive Kara is put in the position of having to face her worst nightmare in order to save her brother, and ultimately, her mother who is in poor health and who would not survive her brother’s trial and subsequent incarceration. 

Kara was kidnapped and raped when she was a child. Her family never really recovered from her ordeal, and as a result the ordeal and avoiding the memories, avoiding the panic attacks that still come when a man is too close or she catches an unexpected whiff of familiar aftershave has remained as the primary force in Kara’s life.

When Slade offers her one chance to save her brother (marry him and become his submissive) she thinks that the hardest thing will be having sex with Slade…especially kinky sex. What she learns though is that Slade won’t let her hide from him, or from the ordeals of the past. When she can no longer hide from the past and she must confront it she begins to heal. She finds that as scary as trust is, she also likes the feeling of trusting Slade. She likes the power she gains over her past as she follows Slade’s lead.

That sounds um, mysteriously kinky! How did you come up with the idea?
I should probably lie here and make up something (creative license and all that) but the truth of the matter is that I have been interested in power exchange, dominance and submission, spanking, and BDSM for many years.

Through the years I’ve read many forums, Yahoo Groups, and other posts about women with backgrounds that involved abuse, molestation, rape, etc., who were drawn to the lifestyle. I found it odd that someone with abuse in their background would search out a lifestyle that included bondage, flogging, spanking, and submission. It seemed odd to me, and yet I was intrigued. His Perfect Submissive came about as I mentally worked on the pieces of how someone with that background could find happiness in a power exchange relationship. I created Kara, a character with a background so chilling most of us couldn’t even imagine it. Then I put her in a plot in which she couldn’t escape the dominance and submission aspects, and then watched to see how she (and Slade) dealt with it. I did not really know how it would turn out. There were many points at which the characters surprised me.

That is perfectly normal around here! I have a very good friend who is a sub, and has lived the lifestyle for quite a while. Now, I understand this is your first published novel, which must be very exciting for you. What was it like for you to write your first book and get published?
Well, it was different for me than it is for some authors. As I neared completion of His Perfect Submissive I began to look for a publisher. Though there were several publishers that were attractive, each of the publishers I looked at had some major drawbacks. Either their books weren’t available anywhere but on their website, or they had a poorly designed website where it was difficult to find things, or some other issue.

Not finding any publishers that were everything I was looking for I began to think about self-publishing. However, once I began to look at what was involved in making self-publishing successful I decided it would be more advantageous to start my own publishing company and publish other people’s work as well as my own. I would still need to do much of the same work as for self-publishing but the network that was built would be used again and again.

With that idea in mind I approached my husband who spent much of his working career as a consultant and business analyst for Fortune 500 companies. We talked about the idea of starting our own publishing company, did some research and soon decided to go forward with the idea.

I became so busy with the start-up of the publishing company that His Perfect Submissive wasn’t finished for another three years.

Holding the book in my hands for the first time was a huge moment. You invest all the energy to write it, revise it, re-revise it, re-revise it again, but the whole thing doesn’t really seem real until you hold the finished book in your hands for the first time. Then it’s almost surreal.

For me it was even more so because His Perfect Submissive quickly climbed the bestseller’s list at Fictionwise and finally attained #1 for erotica there. I was thrilled. There was a sense of the hard work really paying off. It was even better when the book was given a reviewer’s choice award from Romance Junkies.

Wow, you are very energetic with high expectations. That's amazing. What are you working on now?
I’m working on Dominant’s Regret.  I fell in love with the idea for Dominant’s Regret when my mind was wandering and Trent and Lacey wandered in complete with all of their really heavy emotional baggage. The part of the story I knew at that point was the emotion that each character had. Like a snapshot, I knew where they were emotionally…but I didn’t really know how they got to where I was envisioning them.

I’ve always been fascinated by what would happen if a Dom really screwed up…really made a bad decision or a series of bad decisions. In Dominant’s Regret I’m exploring how a couple can rebuild a power exchange relationship after it goes off the track because of poor decisions on the part of the Dom.

With writing and publishing, do you also have an evil day job, and if you do, how do you find time to write?
Well…I suppose you could call it an evil day job, though I love it! I’m the CEO at Black Velvet Seductions Publishing. There are a lot of days that I don’t find the time to write. That’s the only part of being CEO that I don’t enjoy. Running the company does take up much of my own personal writing time. It’s a balance, like all things are a balance. I’m currently working through edits on manuscripts that were acquired a long time ago when we were still acquiring manuscripts that needed a lot of revision. We’re not acquiring pieces that need that level of editing and revision at this point. Once these pieces are worked through to release there will be a better balance between my writing and editing other authors because the editing jobs will be smaller in scope.

What is your creative process?
There isn’t really a process. My mind is just creative in its natural state. Everything is a source of fodder and I am always pushing the pieces of fodder around pondering the various decisions I could make relative to the story I am working on or one of the ones earmarked for the future. I basically audition a lot of things…and eventually something falls into place…at least enough that I can start the book. Then the pieces come together as I write. With His Perfect Submissive the characters took the lead. I just turned up every day to find out what happened.

What does your family and friends think about you being a published author?
My husband is very proud of me. He likes to tell people I’m published. Of course their first question is, "What’s the title of the book?" When I tell them the title there isn’t a lot of doubt that it is erotic. He likes to see me blush as I stumble through this. One of these days I’ll get over the blushing – maybe – but it hasn’t happened yet.

My mother hasn’t read the book but she’s proud of the fact that I’m published, that I own a publishing company, that I teach writing workshops.

My sister read the book and really enjoyed it. She feels like Slade and Kara are real people and wonders what they are up to. Maybe that’s a hint for me to write a spin off with one of Slade’s sisters.

It’s April and spring is here. What is your favorite season?
My favorite seasons in order are fall, spring, winter, summer. But then again, I am always ready for the change of season…except the change from spring to summer. I could do with just a really long spring. J

With Easter just around the corner, how will your family celebrate?
For many years our nieces and nephew would come to visit us during their spring break, which was usually before Easter. We would usually dye Easter eggs, have an Easter egg hunt, all well before Easter. It always made me feel odd to see all the Easter merchandise still in the stores long after we had done our Easter celebrations.

This year we don’t have any special plans for Easter because we are amidst a move from Indiana to Iowa so that we can be closer to our youngest niece who is four, and our great niece and nephews who are four, three, not quite two, and eight days.

That sounds lovely. Thank you so much for being here. Is there anything else you’d like the readers to know?
Thank you for having me. It’s a pleasure to be here and to share a bit of my life and work with your readers. I can’t think of anything else, other than to invite your readers to join me at the Black Velvet Seductions blog. We have a lot of contests, a million pages in 2011 challenge, and a lot of other fun stuff going on on the blog. The blog’s at

And before we go, can we get a juicy excerpt from His Perfect Submissive?
Of course.

 “Are you feeling better? Is talking helping?” he asked as he maneuvered the SUV off the exit ramp.

At the bottom of the ramp he turned right and followed the sign that advertised several restaurants in that direction.

“Yes it’s helping. I don’t feel quite as scared. I still feel—” he cast a sideways glance at her, mesmerized by the tangle of emotions that played over her expressive face as she searched for the right word.

“Uncertain?” he supplied. “Steak okay?” he asked as he turned the car onto the frontage road that served several fast food restaurants and a steak house.

“Steak sounds wonderful. No, not really uncertain, although that’s part of it I guess.”

He pulled the SUV into the Ned’s Steakhouse parking lot
and parked. “So, if it’s not uncertain?”

“More like—lost—.”

“Uhm—Lost huh?” He pondered her choice of words, wondering what she meant by lost, what she still needed from him that he hadn’t given her. He killed the engine and turned in the seat so he could give her his full attention. “Talk to me
about feeling lost Kara.”

She sucked in a deep breath and dropped her gaze to her hand that was still enclosed in his. He stroked her with his thumb.

“I feel like I don’t know anything.” Her voice was earnest. “I don’t know where I fit in this whole dominant submission thing. I don’t know anything about being submissive or what that means to you.” Her voice rose and caught and he thought for a moment she was going to cry. He longed to pull her against his chest and wrap her in his arms but she was too tense, her breathing too ragged and he knew that such a move would only make her pull away.

He knew she was used to knowing where she fit and that she was probably also used to feeling confident of her abilities. He hadn’t meant to, but he had taken that away and left her feeling uncertain and inadequate.

He wished he had it to do over again, and could take the time to make things right between them instead of rushing her into the marriage as he had, but he didn’t have that luxury.

“Dominance and submission is complex Kara. It’s different for every couple that does it. I cannot explain what it will become for us, partly because it will depend some on what you want it to be too. It’s the kind of thing you’ll have to experience to really understand.”

“Yes, but I’m afraid I’m going to mess everything up before I get there,” she sighed.
Her voice was so solemn that it cut at him. He stroked her cheek. “There is nothing to mess up Kara. I know I dumped a lot in your lap the day I asked you to marry me but really all I want from you right now is to earn your trust and get to know you better. The rest of it will fall into place over time.

She didn’t know how it happened or when she had stopped fearing him and had started trusting him, at least a little but his reassurance soothed her. He stroked her cheek and she nodded her understanding. Then his mouth pressed against hers. She tensed, anticipating the breathlessness and the terror as the memory of being held down, her breath cut off by someone larger and stronger teased the edges of her consciousness.

The kiss wasn’t like the ones that she remembered. This one was a gentle caress that coaxed more than it demanded. Slade’s mouth didn’t hamper her ability to breathe, didn’t cause her to feel dizzy or to black out.

She relaxed a little, bemused by the gentle stroke of Slade’s tongue along her lip and the command to open her mouth that he whispered against her lip.

She opened her mouth, unprepared for the soft stroke of Slade’s tongue as it teased her mouth. The unfamiliar intimacy sent a stab of heat to her center.

She was shocked by the warmth that filled her and by the lack of terror. There was no fear, no dizziness, no nausea, no panic attack. Only sweetness and the sense that she was okay, that Slade wasn’t going to hurt her.

She lifted her hands to his broad shoulders, liking the solidness of him beneath her hands. She didn’t protest as his tongue slid into her mouth, teasingnan intimate dance of liquid warmth in its wake.

Her mind raced. He’d been kind and gentle and matter of fact when he’d explained his feelings about dominance and submission and what he wanted from her. The whole day he’d treated her with kindness and respect. He hadn’t belittled her when he could have. He’d remembered her headache and gotten her medicine, he’d cared that she preferred Mountain Dew from the fountain rather than a bottle. It all combined making her feel soft and warm, cared for, and taken care of in a way that was completely new to her.

She clung to him feeling grateful to him for helping her brother and for trying to make her feel comfortable in this new marriage. His kiss deepened, his mouth urging hers to open more as one large hand slid up her back and beneath the curtain
of her hair to caress the tight spot at the base of her neck.

She opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to find hers again. His hand kneaded her tight muscles, easing the strain that had overwhelmed her. His tongue explored her mouth engulfing her in unfamiliar pleasure that made her open to him, admitting him, like a flower opens to admit the sunshine.

She felt his hand move as it slipped beneath her sweater. She shifted slightly, moaning a protest that was swallowed up by his mouth. “Um—please. Slade—no—” she murmured, twisting to avoid the touch of his palm as it slid up her rib
cage toward her breast.

“Shhh Kara, I just want to make you feel good,” he whispered against her neck as his hand stilled. His other hand stroked her hair and her neck.

She heaved a sigh of relief, the knowledge that the hand beneath her sweater had paused that he was waiting for her permission to go forward eased her fear and made her feel more comfortable. The knowledge that he would stop if she insisted made her feel safe. His hand felt good where it rested against her rib cage. She both wanted him to touch her and wanted him to stop.

“Relax and let me make you feel good Kara,” he whispered in her ear as his hand began to slip slowly up her rib cage toward her breast.

She wanted to protest but her breath caught in her throat as his large, warm hand closed over her breast.

Alyssa Aaron read her first romance novel (A Stranger's Kiss by Sondra Sanford) when she was in eighth grade. She was hooked by the romance genre and became an avid consumer of Harlequin novels. It wasn't until she was in 9th grade that the praise of one of her teachers made her think about writing a book. The romance genre was a natural choice for her efforts. Once the idea was born Alyssa was off like a shot. She completed her first novel a very tame marriage of convenience story and submitted it to Harlequin in the summer following 10th grade. It was rejected the following year but Alyssa continued to write dabbling in many other genres for many years. His Perfect Submissive is her first, but she hopes not her last romance novel. When she is not writing Alyssa enjoys gardening, quilting, collecting recipes, and volunteering for various causes. Her volunteer positions have included working as an advocate for abused and neglected children, grooming police horses, and caring for cats at a no kill animal shelter. Alyssa loves to hear from her readers. Email can be sent to her through her publisher at: or by snail mail through her publisher. 
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