Hey kittens! Glad to see ya. This week I wanted to let you know about this fantastic romantic erotica giveaway I’m a part of. All these authors got together to offer a story for #free through Instafreebie from 8/24- 9/5. I’m giving away my infamous threesome story, Unmasked, but if menage isn’t your thing, there’s tons of stuff to choose from: contemporary, paranormal, kink, vanilla— whatever your pleasure might be. And no, you don’t need to tell me about it in the comments… 😉 Just go to the site, click on the title to get a description and claim the ones you like. Instafreebie offers stories in mobi, epub, and pdf formats, so you can read them on anything you like. Click the banner below and it will take you to the landing page. Got it? Good. Now I can go get a few books for myself…
Hey kids! You guys know that here at the Belle, I like to share the love around. So when one of my awesome author friends needs a hand getting the word out about their new release, I’m always here to help. Especially when that author is one of my favorite steamy, contemporary compadres.
Tina Donahue is here today to tell us a little about her new contemporary romance about a wicked tattoo artist and the nice girl who loves him– Wicked Takeover…
She’s just inherited a tattoo parlor…and the hunk who comes with it.
Lauren’s in a helluva mess. Not only has she lost her corporate HR job, she’s just inherited Wicked Brand, a struggling West Palm Beach tattoo parlor…along with the virile dude who runs it. Lauren’s full-figured, sorta pretty, and wanting him badly. Dream on. She’s here to sell the place as quickly as possible for some much-needed cash and score a new position in the corporate world.
Dante’s sinfully hot with a killer smile and beautifully inked biceps. He sees the heat in Lauren’s eyes despite her conservative appearance, recognizing the dynamite woman she could be if she’d just loosen up and have some wicked fun. Dominance and submission. Making love in a public place. Having her lush body always accessible to and ready for his.
Unwilling and unable to keep their hands to themselves, Lauren and Dante turn to carnal games and seduction. Until lust turns to surprising need and friendship to something deeper that might just change their futures.
Sounds like Lauren’s in a helluva mess that I’d love to help clean up. Whew! Anyway, the book is LIVE as of today– August 7, 2017. Check it out!
We creatives have perfect lives. We get up in the morning and make ourselves a cup of French roast coffee, then sit down in our underwear and blissfully pound out 5,000 golden words in our next masterpiece. By that time it’s just past lunch so that we can get together with our other glamorous friends to plot and discuss our last six-figure royalty check. Finally, dinner rolls around and we order something fabulous to go with the expensive bottle of chardonnay we’ve been chilling.
You know that’s bullshit, right?
No kittens, I’m afraid it isn’t like that at all. Most people in any creative field will tell you that this life isn’t for the faint of heart. You’ll likely never be super-famous. You’ll likely never be completely financially stable. Most of us have day jobs and obligations and soccer practices just like everyone else. To prove it to you, I’ve compiled a little glimpse into a day with Lexx.
7:30am: My alarm goes off for the final time after my husband Tally has attempted to beat it to death. I roll out of bed and into the bathtub. Mind you, this is the bathtub with the hole we’ve been fixing with epoxy for two years.
8:30am: I clock in at my dayjob as the jury coordinator for my county. That’s right, when you get pulled for jury duty, I’m the one you call and shout at. I begin answering calls with fairly lame excuses almost as soon as I walk in the door, in addition to helping folks with their court-related questions (What time is court? I forgot to pay this traffic ticket from two years ago and now they want to suspend my license. How much is my fine? I got served with a paper that I’m going to be coy and mysterious about so that you have to guess how to help me.). I put in my eight hour day at work. In between I try to get some words down (usually about 1000) and take care of marketing stuff (newsletter, social media, organizing events, researching ad space, writing blog posts– guess where I’m writing this).
5:00pm: I get home finally. Unless I have some other stuff planned (writers’ group “shenanigans” is on Thursdays, friends’ book signings, etc.), I try to sit down and decompress a little. I read books that I’m reviewing or beta reading, read for pleasure, play with my dog, peruse Facebook, or even nap.
6:00pm: The dear husband gets home and we cook dinner, do some laundry, clean up a bit, and finally manage to sit down and eat something.
7:00pm- 12:00am: I write, or try to write. That is not to say that I don’t get distracted. I have some shows I watch faithfully and often livetweet (@LexxxChristian on Twitter if you’re interested), but I try to write on either my WIP or sometimes blog posts if I need to catch up. I sometimes use this time to load up Hootsuite or create graphics for promotion.
When my day is done, I often drift off to sleep thinking about all the writing projects that I didn’t finish.
The point of all this is: don’t go into writing or any other artistic field thinking that it’s going to be an easy way to make money. Trust me, it isn’t. This dayjob is what pays my bills. I write because I love it. I write because I need to get the words out. I write because I need to escape. It isn’t glamorous, but it’s what I was born to do.
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In a pirate’s lair, nothing is as it seems . . .
Shipwrecked! When Royce Hastings is found washed up on the shore of a verdant tropical island, he tells the natives he is a merchant headed for Mozambique. The truth, however, is far more mercenary. Noble by birth, the once favored Royce has lost his fortune and family; now he is a hired henchman on the trail of an elusive pirate. His “shipwreck” was a fake. He’ll stop at nothing to infiltrate the island and capture his prey. His mother and sisters’ lives depend on it.
The last thing Royce expects is to be captured himself. But the lovely young woman who tends to his wounds in the tropics quickly takes hold of his heart. Simone is the island’s healer, and her skilled ministrations not only awaken his soul but disturb his conscience. His path has been predetermined; his identity must remain concealed at all costs. Yet the passion he feels in Simone’s sultry, loving arms cannot be denied. With his loyalties torn, Royce must make an agonizing, unthinkable choice. . . .
Of all the people to discover him, Royce hadn’t expected such a beautiful young woman. Simone the other native had said.
She couldn’t have been older than twenty. Her light brown skin complemented her dark hair. The ends grazed her waist. He detected a bit of European in her exotic features, and island custom in what little she wore. Simply a red silk cloth tied about her hips. Her breasts were full and lush, begging for a man’s touch.
Wary that she might scream, he’d released her quickly and had expected her to run.
She checked his arms, hands, and head. He supposed for injuries.
At last, she finished and peeked at him.
Cautiously, he pushed up, hoping she wouldn’t bolt.
She sat back on her heels.
Needing an ally here, he tried a smile.
Hers was wondrous, broad and carefree, no deception or caution in her soft brown eyes.
His arrival would eventually change that. No better way to destroy a woman’s trust and happiness than wresting her from an island Eden to imprisonment, lifelong slavery, repeated rape, and birthing children only to have them torn away.
Guilt and shame churned in his gut. Fear for his family competed with the other emotions. “Are you the only one here?” Besides, Tristan, his crew, and the other island woman. Their conversation had mentioned Tristan, but not Diana or Peter.
Simone tilted her head. A tress fell across her breast. Confusion swept her lovely face.
Royce had deliberately spoken English so she wouldn’t know he’d heard her speak French earlier when he’d feigned unconsciousness. He next tried Portuguese and received her same bewildered reaction. At last, he used her language.
Her eyes lit up. “My people live here. Once we have you in the stone house, I can see to your injury.” She touched his thigh. “Does it hurt?”
Not as much as when he’d arrived on this shore. “My head is worse.”
She brushed back his hair, her touch as light as an angel’s.
Despite his callous intent here, and what prudence demanded, his lids slid down, his heart pounding as hard as it had when she’d stroked his ribs.
She explored his wound carefully. “I can make a potion to take your pain away. As soon as the men arrive I—”
Voices and footfalls interrupted.
Tristan led the way, his manner and appearance precisely as rumor had described: tall, golden skin, blond hair, and light eyes that offered naught except challenge and possibly death if anyone dared threatened him or those he loved. Following him was an equally tall man with long red hair, his face and chest freckled. Had to be James Sullivan, Tristan’s friend and former quartermaster during their piracy.
An adolescent boy, fifteen or so, brought up the rear. Gangly, as youth were prone to be, he had long dark hair streaked with blond, his skin brown from days outdoors. Diana’s brother, Peter. His features matched Bishop’s depiction.
Tristan, James, Peter, and island men trained their pistols on Royce.
The land to their side jutted out, rocky and reddish as those found in Madagascar. A white woman stood there, wind whipping her dark hair and simple sheath-like gown in violet silk. Her slightly rounded belly didn’t prove pregnancy, though Royce would have staked his life on it. She wore a choker about her throat, the diamonds glittering in the light.
Royce’s pulse pounded. Diana was here, as Bishop had predicted. Along with too many armed men, as Royce had feared, though all islanders, not pirates.
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|Royal Protection: Little Queens Duet 1
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Miranda Royal, lead singer and songwriter of the band Little Queens, is about to headline her first tour with her sister Carmen, the drummer, and their bandmates. While being on the road is no new thing for them, the threatening letters Miranda has been receiving are coming more regularly and reach her in almost every city they perform. Focusing solely on the tour, Miranda tries to avoid everything but the performances and publicity the band needs to keep their dream alive.
Until Ryan King joins the tour.
Ryan King, Army Ranger turned personal security to the elite, has been hired by the Little Queens’ manager and father to protect Miranda while they’re out on tour. An unorthodox request combined with her adamant refusal to have personal security means Ryan has to go undercover as a writer for a popular rock magazine against his better judgement.
As he tries to find the stalker and grows closer to Miranda, he fights his overwhelming attraction to her, afraid it will impact her safety. Will one wrong move cause everything the Little Queens have worked for to come crashing down?
Read Miranda and Ryan’s story in Royal Protection: Little Queens Duet 1
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Hey kittens! I’m so glad to welcome author Lilli Carlisle to the Belle today. She’s here telling us all about her upcoming release from Boroughs Publishing Group, Omega’s Choice. It’s the first of an exciting new shifter series, The Black Ridge Wolf Pack.
AC: So tell us a little bit about yourself, Lilli.
My name is Lilli Carlisle and I’m the author of ‘Omega’s Choice’ Black Ridge Wolf Pack Series. I live outside Toronto, Canada. I’m a member of the Romance Writers of America and its chapter, Toronto Romance Writers. I’m a mother of two wonderful girls, wife to an amazing man and servant to the pets in my life. I write both contemporary and paranormal romance and believe love should be celebrated and shared. After all, everybody needs a little romance, excitement, intrigue and passion in their lives.
I’m visiting today to introduce my latest novel ‘Omega’s Choice.’
AC: What inspired you to write Omega’s Choice?
What inspired me to write ‘Omega’s Choice’ was the need to flip the normal alpha and omega roles by introducing a new world in which omegas have all the power. They choose who they mate with and they have the final say in their destiny. Of course the alpha in this book is very dominant but it’s interesting to see the dynamics change and how it all plays out.
AC: That’s a really interesting spin on the shifter trope! I look forward to reading it. You must have learned a lot about storytelling since your first book.
Since publishing my first book I’ve learned that when you type ‘The End’ it’s just the beginning. Thank goodness for my publisher, Boroughs Publishing Group, for taking the time to explain everything along the way. One more thing I learned was that the box of rejection letters I have in my basement shouldn’t have discourage me from following my dreams.
AC: I’m sure all us readers are so glad that you didn’t quit! Omega’s Choice sounds amazing. I can’t wait to read it! Thanks so much for visiting the blog today.
In a world in which werewolves, elves, witches and various other paranormal live, laws are essential for their own safety and survival. One law that is strictly enforced is the ‘Omegas Choice’. Born with powers far surpassing one’s imagination, Omegas are protected from those that wish to use their powers for their own gain. Alpha Aldric Forst of the Black Ridge Wolf Pack has come to the Omega Celebration hoping to finally be chosen as mate by an omega but with his many scars he doubts any will choose him. Princess Helena has waited years to choose her Alpha, and Aldric is the man she’s set her sights on. She worries that he will never accept her independent and strong nature but soon finds that they are perfectly matched. All is progressing well during the week-long celebration until the palace is attacked and omegas start to go missing. Now not only do the newly mated couple have a new life to begin but a mystery to solve before Helena and the other omegas powers drained and their lives taken.
I always describe my new sci-fi romance, NAKED, as James Bond with vampires, werewolves, and librarians. That’s because the protagonist, Cage St. John, is a slightly angrier version of 007. At least, that’s how he was intended. He’s a genetically altered super-spy that’s on the outs with MI6 (or SIS if you prefer) when he meets Phoe the librarian who needs his help to rescue her sister. Why did I want to write a book like that? Because I’ve been obsessed with James Bond movies my whole life. The gadgets, the double-crossing, the witty English banter– these are the elements I’ve tried to incorporate into my own spy thriller romance. So which Bond movies are my favorites? I’ve compiled a list for your weekend binge-watching pleasure!
#5– Never Say Never Again: This Bond film is one of the first I ever saw, which is probably not a shining testament to my supervision as a child. It stars Sean Connery as Bond for the final time and is regarded by many as not being an “actual” Bond film. It wasn’t produced by Eon Productions and while it’s a remake of Thunderball, it’s almost a comedy. I mean, an aging James Bond in a health spa with sadomasochistic nurses?! WTF?! But I do love it.
#4– Spectre: Two words: Andrew. Scott. If you know anything about me at all, you know
I’m a Sherlock fangirl. Andrew Scott became famous playing the creepily sexy and evil James Moriarty to Benedict Cumberbatch’s Sherlock Holmes. In Spectre he plays Max Denbigh, a slimy little pencil pusher that wants to turn MI6 into a global spy organization called “9 Eyes (I wonder if it’s supposed to sound like a Chinese triad gang)” and shut down the “outdated” 00 program. There’s lots of twists and turns and Christoph Waltz as the villain Blofield is just amazing.
#3– Goldeneye: The first outing of Pierce Brosnan as James Bond (my 2nd favorite Bond btw). I particularly love this one because it addresses the issue of “what does 007 do now that there are no more Russians to fight in post- Cold War Europe?” It has probably the smartest Bond girl sidekick in Izabella Scorupco’s Natalya Simonova. She’s a computer genius and an ordinary girl who steps up to the plate to do what’s necessary. She’s a great partner for Bond. This movie also exposed the world to the amazing Alan Cumming as the annoying hacker/programmer stoolie, Boris Grishenko.
#2– Skyfall: Now, Daniel Craig is not my favorite Bond. He’s okay, but he lacks the refinement that I feel is necessary. That being said, Cage St. John is probably the most like Craig’s Bond than any of the others. But this movie is AMAZING. The mystery focuses on Bond, which is something that I’d never seen in a Bond movie before that. Skyfall has two other things going for it– Dame Judi Dench and Javier Bardem. Who doesn’t love Judi Dench? She began playing M, a traditionally male role, with Goldeneye and continued through Skyfall. Her tough love approach with Bond is one of the things that offered these movies, which have the potential to be very shallow and misogynistic, a wonderful depth, taking them from good spy stories to great movies. And Javier Bardem is probably the scariest Bond villain I’ve ever seen as Raoul Silva. Bond villains have a tendency to be very “muahaha!” (see Gert Fröbe as Auric Goldfinger), but Bardem plays Silva as a complete psychopath that is driven to insanity by what he perceives as M’s betrayal.
#1– A View to a Kill: Go ahead, make fun of me. This Bond movie may as well be called “Bond Does The 80s.” But it is my absolute favorite. Probably because it was the first one I ever saw in the movie theater. But it is completely a product of it’s time from the theme by Duran Duran to Shannon Tweed’s wardrobe. And then of course, Christopher Walken as Max Zorin. They even cast Grace Jones as Zorin’s lover, May Day. This one is probably the most blatantly sci-fi Bond of the series. It’s all about genetic manipulation to create supermen (this may explain a lot about the Phoenix Rising series…). Zorin is a super-genius and May Day has super-human strength. The master plan is also about flooding Silicon Valley to force the computer industry into business with Zorin (kind of like Derek Machine letting Others in to force the human population to his colonies… just sayin’). And at the time at which View was made, computers had just exploded into the mainstream and everyone thought they were magic.
So there you have it. The best Bond movies, IMHO anyway. So AFTER you get your copy of NAKED, curl up on the couch with your sweetie or your cat and have a little marathon.