AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: Lucy Monroe
January 19, 2010 by Melissa · 2 Comments
Today I want to talk about a very special lady. Lucy Monroe is possibly one of the sweetest women in this biz and a fantastic author. I love all of her stuff, from her presents books to her historicals to her Bravas. And, I truly adore her Children of the Moon series.
Finally, she has the next book coming out, and I cannot wait! Here is a little info and the fantastic book trailer.
Moon CravingFeb 2010 – Berkley Sensation
Children of the Moon Book 2
If it were up to him, Talorc—laird of the Sinclair clan and leader of his werewolf pack— would never marry. But when the king orders that Talorc wed an Englishwoman, the lone wolf is shocked to find his mate in the strong-willed Abigail. And after an intensely climactic wedding night, the two fiercely independent souls sense an unbreakable bond…
Deaf since childhood, Abigail hopes to keep her affliction from Talorc as long as possible. And for his part, he has no intention of telling her about being a werewolf. But when Abigail learns that the husband she’s begun to love has deceived her, it will take all of his warrior’s strength—and his wolf’s cunning—to win his wife back. And Talorc will have to face his biggest challenge yet: the vulnerability of a man in love…
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As a special thank you to readers, Lucy is giving away a prize pack of pamper yourself products and paranormal romance. All you have to do to enter is send an email with Moon Craving Contest in the subject line to moon_craving at yahoo dot com before February 28th, 2010. The drawing will be held March 1st and the winner will be announced on her blog at http://www.lucymonroeblog.blogspot.com.
Retro Friday: Jordanna Kay
October 16, 2009 by Melissa · 9 Comments
Everyone welcome, Jordanna Kay, who also writes as Leslie Dicken , a friend and fellow Samhain author:) As I said before, any books I feature on Retro Fridays will be over a year old. Jordanna is giving away a choice of download OR a print book:) All you have to do is comment by tomorrow morning and I will draw a name from that list:) Good Luck!
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A sexy alien with secrets to hide, an irresistible reporter determined to expose
the truth; when resistance succumbs to temptation, they are forced to pay the
price of discovery.
On the hunt for a juicy story and a promotion, Erin Price is determined to prove
she can move beyond her past mistakes. An eerie Victorian house in the middle of
nowhere and a sexy stranger hiding secrets could be her ticket to success.
Racing against time and a competing journalist, Erin breaks every rule to be
near the stranger. When she discovers the truth, she’ll be forced to decide if
her career is more important than her heart.
Drakor has nothing but contempt for Earth after his best friend disappeared on
the planet during a previous assignment. When his family accepts a critical
mission to find a cure for bone crippling disease at home, Drakor is forced to
return to the planet he despises. As his birthday nears, Drakor is losing time
to find his life mate. Will his encounters with a nosy reporter change his
opinion of Earth and is his deep attraction to her proof that his true life-mate
is human? When a series of failures force Drakor to take his family and run,
will he leave behind the only person he can ever love?
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Reviews:
Once Upon a Romance: “I really enjoyed the storyline of The Price of Discovery.
It is unique…I always like a book that grabs my attention on the first couple
of sentences. I instantly wanted to know what was going on. I reckon that’s the
mark of a good book.”
Two Lips Reviews: “A fantastic futuristic storyline with characters I really
wanted to root for was found in these pages of The Price of Discovery. Jordanna
Kay has a talent with creating an absorbing story.”
The Romance Studio: “Fast paced this story will quickly carry the reader along
on this excitingly erotic adventure. The Price of Discovery was an enjoyable
read and I highly recommend this book to the adult readers that enjoy paranormal
romances.”
Welcome New Author, NIKKI DUNCAN
October 12, 2009 by Melissa · 3 Comments
I want everyone to welcome Nikki Duncan, a good friend and a very talented author. She has her first ever release with a great romantic suspense featuring a sexy blind hero. Good luck, Nikki and readers, don’t let this one pass you by!
Mel
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Are eBooks real books? Why are they popular? How are they purchased and read?
Yes! Any book, whether it’s published or not and regardless of the format, is a real book.
When I first contracted with Samhain my sister asked if I’d sold a “real book.” Now, I’m not the type of person who’s easily offended and I knew that she was asking if I had sold an eBook or a print book. She did get me to thinking though. This sister is like a lot of people today. She isn’t a huge reader and when she reads she’s conditioned to read print books.
So why are eBooks popular? Why should readers consider them?
It’s a digital world and things are changing more every day. Aside from being environmentally friendly, eBooks offer readers massive convenience. You can shop online, download the book and start reading it instantly. There’s no need to leave the house or wait for an order to be delivered to you. In many cases eBooks are less expensive than print books. And one of the best things about eBooks is that if you have an eReader they travel easily. You can load numerous eBooks on a reader that weighs considerably less than the paper books you would otherwise carry.
Now, I still love my print books. There’s something about curling up on rainy afternoon with a book and feeling the paper beneath your fingers, but it’s tough to argue the validity of eBooks.
If you’re new to eBooks and want to know how it works, feel free to practice on mine. Sounds to Die By released today.
Said about Sound to Die By – “Nikki Duncan has spun a web of intrigue, suspense, and scorching hot love scenes that will entice any reader.” ~ Talia Ricci, Joyfully Reviewed
Sounds to Die By, Sensory Ops book 1
Samhain Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-60504-677-8
Pre-Order: Samhain | Kindle Version | Books on Board
Also, check out my month long blog party. I’m giving away some great prizes with an eReader for the grand prize on Halloween. www.nikkiduncan.com/blog.
Thanks for having me here, Melissa.
WINNER
October 1, 2008 by Melissa · 2 Comments
Hey, thanks everyone for participating. Be sure to check out my contest page for my own contests and remember to stop by and say hi to Rowena at her own webpage.
The winner of the 25 dollar GC is MINNA! CONGRATS, and thanks again everyone!
Knight’s Fork-excerpt #1
September 29, 2008 by Melissa · 10 Comments
What is a Queen to do when the sperm donor of her dreams says no?
When forced to choose between two evils, pick the one you’ve never tried before….
The virtuous White Knight, ‘Rhett, is caught between a problem father who has all the moral integrity of a Mafia Don, and a married Princess who would stop at nothing to have his seed in her belly. No matter which way he turns, he’s “forked”
KNIGHT’S FORK
Excerpt from Chapter Five
Pleasure Moon of Eurydyce
‘Rhett’s bedchamber
“Alienating a Mated female’s affections is the wrong thing to do in any civilized world,” he recited. “Where I grew up, a married man may sue his wife’s paramour and receive compensatory and punitive damages for ‘alienation of affections’ and ‘criminal conversation.’
“I do not expect you to alienate my affections!” Her whispered vehemence sounded a touch overdone. After all, she wouldn’t be there, in his bed, begging to have his baby if she didn’t find him attractive.
“Nevertheless, it could happen,” he insisted.
After all, any stud would warn a casual conquest that she would very likely fall in love with him and get her alley-cat heart broken. Did it matter that he was not the experienced, sexually sophisticated lover of her dreams? No, because she wasn’t going to find out.
“You think so?” she sneered.
“I do think so.”
Cocksure was the way to play it. He didn’t want her to like him. Nevertheless, he stopped short of questioning whether there was any genuine love and affection to be destroyed. Electra could not possibly love her bald, hairless, naked Volnoth King with his flashing, pop-up body parts and a surgically deformed warhand that could rip her throat out.
“How presumptuous of you. My affections are not an issue. My Mate needs an heir. He cannot sire one on me, and he cannot and will not admit it.”
“Are you sure of that?” He curled his lip, insulting her. The more she thrashed about for an acceptable reason to fool around, the more she brought out the latent predator in him.
“I need Djinn semen.”
“So I gathered.”
Do you realize the power I would have over you? Over Viz-Igerd? I could prove, any time I wanted to do so, that your baby was my get.
‘Rhett considered the temptation, and his head rejected it. On the other hand, she was gorgeous, hot, a goddess, she wanted to have his baby, she knew the risks, and yet still she was in his bed.
He was master here, in this place with his brothers and his father within earshot. He could do what he pleased, and she wouldn’t dare to cry out. She was his to punish. Who knows, he might learn something.
“Supposing I were to agree, let’s discuss delivery.”
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“What is there to discuss?”
‘Rhett was being difficult on purpose. Electra understood that, and for once she did not know what to do about it.
Here they lay, together, on his bed, shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, whispering like lovers. He was naked, she was fully dressed, and yet she was the one who felt vulnerable despite her protection.
His arm was raised, holding hers, and the tantalizing scent of his pheromones made her want to bury her nose in the sensitive softness of his armpit and breathe in. His bare skin smelled of heady arousal, a recent washing, and of male. The dark centers of his cold, green eyes were large and unfathomable.
Either excitement, contempt, or anger flared his nostrils. He smiled a welcome, but showed his teeth in warning. The Moonstone’s light threw sinister shadows across his face.
“The Lovers were in my cards,” he murmured, as if this was the triumphant conclusion to an inner debate.
“I do not require a lover.”
“What if I do?” he murmured. “Tell me exactly what you expect.” As he spoke, his thumb caressed the soft skin on the inside of her forearm.
“I expect you to—” It was unexpectedly hard to say. When she’d decided to come here, she’d mentally rehearsed different versions of the same basic conversation. She’d thought of speaking in impersonal, clinical terms, of demanding his body fluids in the same way that royal gynecological faculty servants explained how Her Majesty should provide a urine sample.
But he was more than a delivery system.
She’d considered treating the entire process as an embarrassing practical joke, but jokes were ultimately shared, and what she wanted was a deadly serious matter. If she made a joke of it, he might share the joke with others or take his participation lightly. Or he might presume upon the connection and develop a delusion that they were intimately entwined.
“I expect you to ejaculate.”
“Mmmm. Here’s the problem. I am not the sexual equivalent of an espresso machine. I don’t ejaculate to order. How will you bring me to the point where I want to ejaculate?”
He is trying to humiliate me! Electra did not understand his comment about what kind of machine he was not. She did understand that he was angry about her choice of words.
“Perhaps you could touch yourself?” she suggested.
“Where?”
“Down there.”
“I could“—his sinfully beautiful lips curved into a wicked slow smile—”if I wanted to. How will you make me want to touch myself? ‘Down there’?”
Electra swallowed. With a shock of surprise, she noticed that her private parts had begun to pulse and snatch nothing, like the pelvic floor exercises one performed.
“I might touch myself,” she offered.
“Where? How?” he demanded.
“I might run my hands down my sides, if you let go of my arm.”
‘Rhett lifted one eyebrow at her.
“Masturbation is not like yawning, my dear.”
Electra blinked at him. “I do not understand you!”
“No? You do know what a yawn is?” He opened his mouth wide, and sighed aloud to demonstrate. “When an ordinary being without special powers sees another person yawn, the yawn is contagious. One yawn sets off a spontaneous and involuntary chain reaction of others’ yawns.”
He stroked a line from her armpit to her hipbone with one finger.
“You seem to think that, if you run your hands down your sides, I will be unable to stop myself from running my own hands down my own sides. Real men…and gods…don’t do that. Try again.”
“I might cup my breasts.” The instant she made the offer, she saw his eyes light up with malicious laughter—or lust—and she knew she’d made another bad choice.
“Now, why would you do that?” he purred.
“Wouldn’t that make you feel like touching yourself?” There was no going back, so she moved forward.
“No. It would make me feel like touching your breasts. If you were to lift your breasts in your hands, I would look on that as an offer. I would dip my head and lick and suck on your breasts. I might lick gently and suck hard. Or lick hard and suck gently. I’d take my time…a very long time. I’d play with your breasts with my mouth and with my hands until my tongue was tired and I’d run out of ways to make your nipples change shape and color and size and texture. That’s what I’d want to do. Soooo. Is that what you’d like me to do?”
“Absolutely not.”
Again, she’d said the wrong thing. He was the most difficult god she’d ever tried to talk to.
“Do you expect me to become sexually excited by watching you make a cynical gesture designed to manipulate my feelings, knowing full well that your breasts are not on offer?”
His voice shook, probably with outrage.
“Yes. No.”
“Then, I find myself unable to deliver.”
“I beg your pardon. I am unaccustomed to males who are not animals.” From a flicker in his eyes, she understood that bringing Viz-Igerd into bed with them was not a good idea. Prince Djarrhett would not be moved to ejaculate out of speciesism.
“I have heard that semen donors on other worlds find the necessary urge to release by looking at pictures and using their imaginations.…”
“I lack imagination.”
“Possibly we could hire one or two of the professionals in this establish—”
His raised eyebrow stopped her. “That would hardly be discreet,” he said dryly.
“Could I pay you to look at pictures until you find yourself…?”
“Paying me would cheapen things, wouldn’t it?” He smiled unpleasantly. “How much—in terms of currency—do you think it would take to send me into transports of sexual ecstasy?”
Electra saw the trap. Any sum, great or small, would be a body insult.
“In chess terms, you are forked with that one, my dear,” he crooned. “Let us go back to the beginning. Suppose you touch me?”
“Where?”
“Why waste time? Go for the operative part, just as you were doing when I woke up and intercepted your hand.” He still held her arm. Now, he shook it gently. “Imagine your fingers are wrapped round my joystick. Imagine your mouth…”
“Excuse me? Your what?”
“My joystick. My root of all evil. My shaft of all pleasures. My volcano of love. My magic mushroom that springs up in the dark. My full-boost vertical. My—”
“Do ridiculous sayings like this excite you, Prince Djarrhett?”
‘Rhett laughed softly and harshly.
“Not in the least. I leave exciting me to you. This is all your idea, so seduce me at your peril, if you can….”
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Today’s Featured Author-Rowena Cherry
September 29, 2008 by Melissa · 40 Comments
Rowena Cherry
Rowena Cherry has quickly made a name for herself over the years with her trademark hot futuristics. But is so very different from the world she grew up in.
Born in England, she was a chess champion and was schooled at Cambridge. Rowena taught in some of the most exclusive schools in England before meeting her husband. After some time in Germany, they settled in the US. Her first book, Forced Mate, blew away the critics and the rest they say, is history.
Please join me in welcoming her to the blog. I will post some excerpt from her new release, Knight’s Fork, and there is a PRIZE of course! Comment on the blog and get your name in the hat. There will be two more posts, so be sure to post on all three posts about Rowena and your name can go in the hat three times for a $25 Gift Certificate from Ebookisle!
