NEW RELEASE!! Strange Bedfellows: Dead Sexy

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Good afternoon, friends!  I’m so happy to be here pimping my own book for a change.  I know, it doesn’t happen often.  I’ll try not to let it go to my head.  Anyway, you know how I’ve been writing that series for Mocha Memoirs Press, Strange Bedfellows?  Well, I finally managed to finish the third installment!  Cali and sexy vampires Andre and Leo are up to more shenanigans in this one.  There’s a walk through Hell, a zombie speed dating party and evil attack spiders with baby faces.  A new character is also introduced, Seth, a fallen angel that is in desperate need of Cali’s help to save his soul.  It was a total surprise to me when he showed up, but my muse seems to want to be in everything these days (ahem… paging #BenedictCumberbatch).  Anyway, here’s a little excerpt since y’all are my friends…

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“Hello,” she said softly.  Her voice wavered a little but strangely she found that she wasn’t afraid.  Not like before.  Perhaps she was bewitched, but her mind was quiet.  “Who’s there?”  No one spoke, but she could feel the warmth of a body close by.  She knew he was male, she could smell him.  A light scent of leather, cool mint and a light musk permeated the air and Cali couldn’t help but shiver.  She wanted him to come closer, but she was afraid to ask.  She should be frightened.  Panicking that some stranger was watching her, taking in every naked inch of her flesh, but she wasn’t.  She wanted him to look and in fact, could feel herself arching slightly and thrusting her breasts into view.  “Is it you, Necromancer?” she hissed.  “Standing there in the dark, wanting me but afraid to touch?  I can smell you, you know.  The scent of your desire is pungent, Sir.”  Cali inhaled deeply, a seductive smile crossing her ruby lips as she took in the masculine aroma.  She shuddered, her body responding almost involuntarily.  He hadn’t even touched her and already she could feel the dewy pearls of wetness forming at her center.  “Has it been so long? So long since you felt the touch of a warm, living body that hasn’t been poisoned by your obsession?”

Her visitor still did not speak, but she could feel him coming closer.  The bed bounced lightly as he sat down beside her, still just staring.  She could hear him breathe, slow and even, trying to hide any note of his own arousal, but it was too practiced.  Cali grinned, knowing that she was having some effect.  The stranger reached down, his arm lightly touching hers as he leaned forward.  This time Cali did gasp, as the sound she heard at first was unrecognizable.  Then it dawned on her that there was water being poured from some vessel into a bowl.  A heavy, liquid sound that was just beside her ear.  She would have expected it to be cold, but she could feel some kind of warmth emanating from whatever basin the liquid was being poured into.  The pouring ended in a slow dripping and the basin was brought across and laid by her side on the bed.  She could hear it sloshing around and she tried not to move.  If she spilled the contents, her strange host might be angry and in her current predicament, that could be exceptionally bad.

The light scent of lavender and cherry bark wafted through the room on a still breeze.  Slow dripping, warm water over hot flesh.  Cali gasped as the drops hit one by one across her chest.  Almost deliberately they beaded just over the curve of each breast and then slid down lazily to heavenly valleys below her sternum.  A single bead alighted on the rose point of each nipple.  They hardened immediately, as if reaching out for the source of the wet heat.  Cali wanted to moan, but she bit down on her lip hard enough to bring blood, afraid that if she made a sound that this delicious sensation would end.  Whoever was with her had perfect control and knew just how high to place the drops so that the warm, scented liquid kissed each erogenous zone as he continued this gradual, sweet Chinese water torture.  A dotted path led the way down the curve of her belly to the subtle dip of her navel.  Her captor dribbled more of the warm water into the tiny cup until it spilled over and began to gently flow down the slope and into the nest of fine, downy curls that hid her femininity.  This time she gasped. She couldn’t help it.  She pulled at her bonds, lost in the delayed pleasure and frantic desire.  “Touch me,” she rasped, but still he did not speak.  Only the sound of the basin being moved aside would answer her command.

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Wasn’t that just hotter than summer in Calcutta?  Yeah, I thought so too.  So now, here’s the good news— if you haven’t read the first two stories, you can get them separately for #99cents on Kindle until July 20th.  BUT, to get all three stories, including the newest installment, “Dead Sexy,” you can get all three collected for just $4.99!  The collection is also available in #paperback for those of you that want something to take on the beach.  Don’t forget to read, review, tweet and share with your friends!  That’s right… pimp it!!

Here’s that link again…  http://www.amazon.com/Strange-Bedfellows-Behind-Red-Door/dp/1500407895/ref=la_B009QU3UD4_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1405618183&sr=1-2

Guest Post: How to Bring the Drama, or, I Don’t Know What I’m Doing by Elise Hepner

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Hey kids!  Today I welcome an amazing author, Elise Hepner, to the blog today.  She’s talkin’ ’bout drama– one of my personal favorite subjects– AND telling us all about her new release, Furious Temptation.

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So, sometimes I have these days—these days where I’m watching some drama play out on my TV and wondering how in the hell someone made that believable. Because in the era of Reality TV, Twilight angst, and NA Billionaire Bonkfests with extra emotional vulnerability and a side of trauma, I never know how much drama to bring to the table or whether it’s going to be too much because it’s so cheesy I could put it in a fondue pot and call it dinner. How does an author toe the line or is there even a line anymore? How does an author paint drama on so thick, but it doesn’t feel like it’s too much, like it’s fake?

These are the questions constantly spiraling through my head.

Do my hero’s and heroine’s have issues, of course, what would be a good backstory without a little bit of pain. But somewhere along the writing road someone decided that it wasn’t good enough to come from a broken home with commitment issues now it’s a drama free for all where emotional wounds are flung around like paintballs. Who’s got the bigger therapist bills is the question of the year. And I don’t think I’m ready to play in that league—at least not while making it believable and not laughter worthy.

So what hope is there for me when alphaholes push the envelope and heroine’s cry every five paragraphs ripping off their emotional bandages to let their pain bleed off the page?

I’ll be over here with my whips, my chains, and my riding crop working out my emotional pain the old fashioned way. With not a lot of talk, but a whole lot of moaning in the dungeon, letting the subspace override reality in a nice, white blankness.

Let me know if you’d like to join the movement. Billionaires need not apply.

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Blurb from Furious Temptation by Elise Hepner

For millennia Megaera, a Fury, has functioned as Hades right hand by passing judgment on demons who break the sacred laws. Stalwart in her  moral compass, but harboring a curse triggered by rage, she walks a thin line between perfection and destruction. But when she digs into a case  uncovering a string of demon rapes, she incites a war with Mount Olympus that could ripple chaos throughout the ages.

Omen Cole was demon made during the Civil War after repeated torture at the hands of his enemies.  Sentenced to an eternity as watchdog over  his emotionally frail, once human ex-wife, he’s haunted that he couldn’t save her from a brutal assault.

    Now it’s happened again. And Megaera needs his testimony. Omen will sell his body—and anything else—to avenge his fragile ex-wife. If that means  an alliance with Megaera, he’ll make it the most memorable of their eternity.

         About Elise….

Elise Hepner lives with her husband and two eccentric cats in Maryland. She spends the majority of her free time in her basement office concocting smutty characters and sinful situations that leaves readers satisfied. When not writing, she researches everything from automatons in the 18th century to gladiatorial rules in Ancient Rome. She prides herself on being an avid information hound as well as a blog reading addict–which is her favorite way to procrastinate. Her previous publications include books and stories with Entangled, Excessica, Xcite, Ellora’s Cave, Secret Cravings Publishing and Cleis Press.

         Author and Buy Links (the best part!)…

Buy it at Secret Cravings!  http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/bmz_cache/8/8e8570dd0a232f3c9bc2ac10dce9bde8.image.366×550.jpg

Website: http://www.elisehepner.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/EHepner

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Elise-Hepner-Writing/311925106401

NEW RELEASE: Olde School by Selah Janel

olde school picDo you like fairy tales?  I’m a huge fan and therefore SO excited for my next featured release to go live.  Olde School is the new book by my very good friend, Selah Janel.  It’s an incredible fantasy that mixes fairy tales, humor and a diner from Hell.  Not to mention a kickass heroine.  I’ve already started reading and I can tell you– you will NOT be disappointed!  Check it out…

BLURB TIME!!

Olde School introduces you to Kingdom City, which has moved into the modern era. Run by a lord mayor and city council (though still under the influence of the High King of The Land), it proudly embraces a blend of progress and tradition. Trolls, ogres, and other Folk walk the streets with humans, but are more likely to be entrepreneurs than cause trouble. Princesses still want to be rescued, but they now frequent online dating services to encourage lords, royals, and politicians to win their favor. The old stories are around, but everyone knows they’re just fodder for the next movie franchise. Everyone knows there’s no such thing as magic. It’s all old superstition and harmless tradition.

Bookish, timid, and more likely to carry a laptop than a weapon, Paddlelump Stonemonger is quickly coming to wish he’d never put a toll bridge over Crescent Ravine. While his success has brought him lots of gold, it’s also brought him unwanted attention from the Lord Mayor. Adding to his frustration, Padd’s oldest friends give him a hard time when his new maid seems inept at best and conniving at worst. When a shepherd warns Paddlelump of strange noises coming from Thadd Forest, he doesn’t think much of it. Unfortunately for him, the history of his land goes back further than anyone can imagine. Before long he’ll realize that he should have paid attention to the old tales and carried a club.

Darkness threatens to overwhelm not only Paddlelump, but the entire realm. With a little luck, a strange bird, a feisty waitress, and some sturdy friends, maybe, just maybe, Padd will survive to eat another meal at Trip Trap’s diner. It’s enough to make the troll want to crawl under his bridge, if he can manage to keep it out of the clutches of greedy politicians.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Olde-School-Kingdom-City-Chronicles-ebook/dp/B00J4UGVIM

Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/olde-school-selah-janel/1118944108?ean=2940149568864

Happy New Year!

Greetings, everyone!  I hope that your Holiday celebrations were wonderful and that Santa brought you all you were wishing for.  So now it’s time for the New Year’s celebrations to begin.  Time for us all to pause and count our blessings and make hopes for the year ahead.  Some of us are also in for a long weekend at home with those new Kindles, Nooks and Kobos we got for Christmas.  So I’ve decided to do a little post to tell you what I’m reading on my little holiday:

1.  Creek Walking by Tally Johnson:  Now this one is currently out of print, but I have high hopes that it’s going to be released in a revised edition very soon.  Creek is a book of mostly Southern Gothic short stories penned by Southern historian, Tally Johnson.  Up until last year, no one knew that Johnson could write prose, as his previous works were true ghost stories from South Carolina, but damn what a prose writer he is.  He has a truly amazing voice that comes shining through such wildly different characters– you seriously won’t believe that the same author wrote these stories.  For example, one story is a high Victorian piece written in proper British English circa 1860.  Another is a very Southern Gothic retelling of, I shit you not– Oedipus.  My personal favorite story is one called “Route 666.”  It incorporates ghosts and mythology in such a clever way.  It’s just so strange, I can’t help but love it.

2.  Bubbly by Anne Holly:  This book comes from one of my fellow Rebels and is a brand new Contemporary Erotic Romance for New Years.  Anne’s going to be here on The Southern Belle from Hell in the coming weeks to promo her book, but I just had to go ahead and buy it so I could read.  And it is burning up my Nook!!  It’s a story about a poor little rich girl who ends up getting all hot and heavy with a rough and tumble bartender.  Anne is a fantastic writer that creates deep characters with an intelligent and witty voice.  She also writes really hot sex.  And as you know, that’s really important.

3.  Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell:  I started reading this book just before Christmas.  I’ve been a fan of the movie for as long as I can remember, but I’d never read the book.  Ladies and gents… if you’re a romance writer– READ THIS BOOK!  All of those little archetypes that we cling to started in this book. Now, old Margaret was in desperate need of an editor.  The book tops out at 1400 pages.  But it’s like a blueprint for every romantic character you’d ever want.  And the story is just so engrossing and over the top.  I love it.

4.  11-22-63 by Stephen King:  I admit it… I’m a slut for a new Stephen King novel.  I’ve blogged before about my long romance with Stephen King’s prose.  If I was half the writer he is, I could die happily.  When I was a kid and read my first King novel, Carrie, I marveled at his ability to scare the shit out of me while still making it a great story.  As an adult, I can still appreciate the story, but I understand all the subtle nuances of each character.  How he ties the plotlines together.  Even if I don’t like the story, I’m constantly amazed by the writing ability that King demonstrates– even just in his notes about the stories.  As a writer, the one person I’d like to sit down and have dinner with is Stephen King.  This book, obviously about the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, promises to deliver suspense and general creepiness.

So there’s my lineup of New Year’s reads to get me through the long, cold winter.  I dunno about you guys, but I always read more in the wintertime.  It helps to pass the time until spring.  So feel free to read some with me and comment back.  We can have our own little book group.

Available 12/17 @ BN.com, Bookstrand, and AllRomance eBooks

Of course, I wouldn’t be a proper author if I didn’t plug my own books for your winter reading.  My latest, “Masquerade,” makes a great quick read that will warm you up nicely.  It’s a hot and heavy story about a married woman who needs a little variety in her life.  The variety comes in the form of two seductive men who sweep her off her feet at a mysterious masquerade party.  I’ve been told it’s pretty hot, so why not give it a try on that new Kindle or Nook?  Then hop over here and tell me how you liked it.  I’d love to use your words to shamelessly promote myself!

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Alexandra’s books are available through Barnes and Noble, Amazon, All Romance eBooks and Bookstrand.