It’s a Party Up in Here

CR_Gaines and Losses_SMWell, it’s just about release time for me, and as always, I’m planning a big-ass party. Also known as Cowboys & Cocktails. We have signature cocktails, signature… well, cowboys. Plenty of eye candy.

My most recent Western romance is coming out next week, so I’m going to do a bunch of promo posts and book clubs and give a bunch of shit away. It’s gonna be fun. Trust me.

GAINES & LOSSES is the story of Paul Gaines’ one night stand. He meets a mesmerizing blonde who insists on no last names, no details, and no tomorrow. But the more Paul discovers who Sylvie really is–the version of herself she’s been hiding even from her own family–the more tomorrows he wants with her.

You’ll be able to buy GAINES & LOSSES, if you’re into Cowboy romance, starting next Friday. Check my website for more information. And please do stop by in the next couple of weeks to see pictures of cocktails and to win prizes and maybe even win a copy of my book, if you should desire it.

For now, just imagine… there are hot cowboys and delicious food, including a sexy moment with the creme brulee… well, I won’t ruin it.

~ Camryn Rhys

BLURB:
Sylvie Proulx has a very proper, professional life, where every second is scheduled and each mouthful of food carefully documented and exercised away. But a woman has needs. So she discreetly requests a 1NS date from Madame Eve, only to be paired with a free-spirited cowboy from Freewill, Wyoming with a thing for steak.

Paul Gaines needs a sponsor for the national rodeo circuit and travels back to Vegas to seek out a meeting. He needs a date to the fancy party, and calls on a dating service he’s known for a long time, expecting a night of fun and companionship. But the more he discovers about Sylvie, the more he wants to cover her in crème brûlée and teach her how to ride a horse.

Sylvie has very careful boundaries, and Paul only has one night to convince her to give him a tomorrow.

EXCERPT:
“You make for a good date, cowboy,” she said. With a tiny grunt, she pushed away and gazed into his face. He kept hands on her back, just in case. “Sorry, I don’t normally get loopy. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“It’s been a full evening.”

“Yeah.” She giggled. “It’s too bad I can’t tell my father about making out next to Alan and his bimbo. Trip highlight.”

“He won’t want to know?” Paul peered into the empty elevator as the doors opened, thankful not to see another person. He guided her inside and pressed the button for the forty-second floor, hoping Raul’s directions were correct.

Sylvie waved a hand at the thought. “Everyone knows Alan is unfaithful.” She took a deep breath, almost thoughtful. “I won’t be able to tell my father about you.”

Paul felt a curious pressure in his chest and dismissed it. “Why not?”

“Because you are my secret.” She put her finger on his lips. “Shhh.”

Like last time, Paul sucked her finger into his mouth and held it there, stroking it with his tongue. She leaned toward him, as though mesmerized by what magic he worked with her stray appendage.

“Everyone needs a secret,” he said when he released her finger. “You can bet I’m gonna tell everyone I know about you. No names, of course.”

A strange cloud settled across her face. “I would love to be able to do that.”

He couldn’t help stroking her cheek, trying to bring her back to whatever happy-go-lucky place she’d abandoned. “Then go ahead. You’re an adult.”

“Only in Vegas.” She pulled him toward her and locked her lips onto his, prying his mouth open and seeking out his tongue. Paul arched his back to keep her upright and held her close to him, awakening the monster that wanted to be inside her again.

He’d never thought about a true one-night stand. Knowing they only had one night didn’t bother him until—faced with the reality he might not see Sylvie again come the morning—he tried to think of all the ways he could keep her awake for as long as they needed to fully explore what unfolded between them.

Surely she hadn’t intended to hold to the one night limit. No matter what the rules.

Hey all! The third installment of the erotic spoof series from the Cabal of Hotness, Fondled and Gobbled 3: Back for More is releasing today! It’s on the Ellora’s Cave website right now fandgbackformore_msrand the third-party distributors will follow within a few days.

http://www.ellorascave.com/fondled-and-gobbled-back-for-more.html

This time the authors featured are:

Myself ;-)
Cara Carnes
AM Griffin
Lea Barrymire

Here’s the blurb:

A bakery owner gets much more than she expected from her discount android’s determination to serve her. A lovelorn stalker does whatever it takes to have the muscle man of her dreams. Two alien warriors experience the inconveniences and pleasures of being forced into human bodies. A woman has always known she was destined to join the paranormal world of shifters, and tonight all of her dreams—or nightmares—come true.
If you’re looking for the perfect romance with the perfect hero and heroine, this isn’t it! This is a series of spoofs, parodies, just-for-fun lighthearted take-offs. It’s for all us longtime, hard-core romance readers who can laugh at the clichés, purple prose and “suspend your disbelief” plot devices that haunt our beloved favorite genre.

 

There are two more volumes coming this summer, so watch out for them! And if you missed the first two volumes, Someone Had To Do It and Going Back for Seconds, they’re both available on the Ellora’s Cave website and at all major third-party distributors such as Amazon, B&N and ARe.

http://www.ellorascave.com/catalogsearch/result/?q=fondled+and+gobbled

Coming soon – Locking Horns (paranormal m/m)

It’s less than two weeks till the release of Locking Horns, the latest installment in the Greenwood saga. Locking Horns continues the adventures of immortal forest spirit, Herne the Hunter, and his fellow semi-stag shifter lover, Tam.  I’m kicking of the festivies here today with a teaser excerpt – plus there’s a chance to win a copy of the book over at Stumbling Over Chaos. Go there now :)

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This story can be read as a sequel to Bound to the Beast, a prequel to Bound for the Forest, or as an introduction to the Greenwood series.

Blurb: England, 1804. Herne the Hunter has roamed the forests for hundreds of years and he’s known love with fellow half stag-shifter Tam for the past two centuries. The passion between them sizzles hot as ever, but times are changing. Greenwood magic is fading and this threatens both Herne and Tam’s immortality and the bond between them.

After Herne discovers the Greenwood fairies are dying, and dockworkers felling oaks to build warships might be to blame, he wants to fight the modern world with his warrior’s sword. Tam, who embraces all things new, desires a dominant partner, not a brute who wants to drag England back to the Dark Ages. Soon the Wild Hunt, Herne’s ancient army of doom, are back, tempting him to unleash his wrath, and the rhythm of Herne and Tam’s lovemaking seems broken for good. When Tam’s plan to reinstate a spring ritual goes awry, only Herne can save him. Herne must choose between his past and future, and they both must decide what matters most—eternal life or eternal love.

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Teaser excerpt:

Tam’s words trailed to near nothing as Herne pressed forward and seized his lips in a ravishing kiss. He yielded at once, drawing Herne’s hot tongue inside, savoring the scrub of hard stubble against his softer skin. Even after all their years together, Herne’s taste and commanding demeanor sent a wondrous shock coursing through him. Herne’s raw masculinity had been wrought in a lost era of tribal lords, when he’d battled the might of Rome. His power as a spirit—gifted to him by the Mother Goddess, creator of all things—rolled in torrents from him too.

Herne crushed Tam against him, sweeping to such depths that Tam could scarce breathe. Tam didn’t care. He slipped his tongue against Herne’s and worked the kiss with an affection that sang sweeter each season they passed together. The demispirit of the holly, while not always in perfect agreement with his lover, had been created to cherish the oak.

When Herne finally broke the kiss, he cupped Tam’s face and growled in hunger. Tam gasped for air, and his cock ached. He needed Herne to pull him closer, to fuck him to oblivion, and he couldn’t contain the lust that flooded his veins.

An exquisite pain ripped through his head, and the pressure released. As Herne caressed him, his antlers surged upward from his skull. When Herne had made him a demispirit, he’d shared his crown. Though not as majestic as Herne’s, Tam’s horns were now as impressive as those of a buck in his prime, covered in a velvety down.

Panting, Tam scuffed his foot and straightened, adjusting to the weight on his head. When he leaned closer to Herne, their bony appendages interwove with a noisy clack.

Click here to win a copy!

Locking Horns (The Greenwood) Coming June 25th, from Loose Id. A new novella continuing the adventures of Herne the Hunter! Set in the Greenwood universe.

Goodreads Book Giveaway

Bound to the Beast by Kay Berrisford

Bound to the Beast

by Kay Berrisford

Giveaway ends June 30, 2013.

See the giveaway details
at Goodreads.

Enter to win

 

Bless my qeeky schizoid heart

I’ve been traveling so I didn’t get the word on what are subject is this month. I was visiting Japan. I LOVED it and would go back in a flash if I could be ‘beamed’ there like Stat Trek. It was over a 11 hour flight and I’m not rich, so we were stuck in coach. But, besides the arduous flight over and back, it was worth every aching muscle once we go there.

Japan fits my schizoid personality with my Virgo rising and retrograde birth planets knocking about. I love the Japanese aesthetic sensibility – every thing is presented artistically. I mean, even when they have to hold up tree branches they do it with an artistic flair!

Sm-Tree-image-webIt’s amazing that Tokyo, a city over 35 million, is quiet! We got around easily, using the massive subway and train system, which is clean and runs on time. Even the taxi drivers wear white gloves and they are always washing and polishing their cars.

Imagine! That just warmed my little Virgo rising heart!

On the flip side, they love their anime and manga and weird creatures that are even featured in corporate logos. And, there’s a street dedicated to just Boy’s Love yaoi and cosplay! My geeky heart nearly burst!

manga-angelBut seriously, Japan is a beautiful country rich in tradition. We were able to visit beautiful Shinto and Buddhist temples. Taste wonderful sushi, drink sake and indulge in French desserts. Walk miles and take in the neighborhoods. Soak in a hot springs. Drink coffee and people watch.

I’d love to go back, but maybe, somehow I can find a way to fly first class!

 

Happy Reading!

Viki

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loverstrill-100Viki Lyn: Award winning author of male/male paranormal and contemporary romances. You can find all of Viki’s books at the following sites: Amazon, All Romance Ebooks and GLBT Bookshelf.

Smut by the Sea Almost here!

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Smut by the Sea starts at 10am on the 22nd June at Scarborough Library. The daytime event is free and includes readings from top erotica authors Lucy Felthouse, Ashley Lister, Tabitha Rayne, Lexie Bay, KD Grace, Janine Ashbless and more! There’s also a book launch for Slave Nano and his book Adventures in Fetish Land and a panel on how to get your smut published. All this and  an erotic marketplace including the erotic tombola, Crowned Jewels and a book stall.  It runs until 4pm then we close for a few hours to prepare for the evening extravaganza.

Smut by the Sea Book Launch happens from 6-9pm and includes Seaside Smut readings, Burlesque by Moorita Encandata and much more. Tickets are £10 and include a glass of something bubbly (or a non-alcoholic alternative), tasty biscuits and a Smutty Swag bag!

Get your party tickets here.

And quote givelube to get a 30% reduction on the ticket price.

 

Right now I’m shining spotlights on the authors and sponsors of the event and if you comment on any of the spotlight blogs you’ll be in to win your own swag bag from the event signed by myself, and the other authors at the event.

Spotlight one

Spotlight two 

And keep an eye out for more over the next 2 weeks!

Back Home From RAGT and An Apology

LissaLogoYellow_reasonably_smallFirst, the apology. I missed my day a couple of weeks ago and I am so sorry about it. I completely forgot. I was writing and trying to catch up to a place I could live with before I left for RAGT and posting here just slipped my mind. I am terribly sorry.

Now, I am home from Lori Foster’s Reader Author Get Together. It was a blast. I go every year and always come back home looking so forward to going the next. I see so many faces that are becoming familiar and I meet new people who just turn out to be completely delightful.

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I was able to play chauffeur for a group of people and take them to lunch. A couple of readers (Susan and Rhonda), a couple of bloggers (Joy and Miranda (Miranda’s mom was there as well and we were snug in the booth hip to hip from Joyfully Reviewed), and a couple of authors (Jayne Rylon and Virna DePaul). .

I had the chance to sit and chat for a good long while with Amanda Usen/Miranda Baker and buy her ice cream. She writes some kinky books for Samhain and has several foodie books as well out with Sourcebooks and a new series with Entangled. She’s hilarious and fun and I am such a fan girl.

I met Blackraven from Blackraven’s Reviews and I met Slick Reads from Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews.

I caught up with old friends like authors Robyn Bachar and Dee Carney, several readers, new to me bloggers, and people I would love to spend more time with next year like Leah Braemel.

The con was crowded and the hotel was packed to the gills (there was a youth baseball tournament in town it appears and our hotel was also one of their host hotels.) There was a lot of drinking and cursing and more laughter than you could shake a stick at. I came away with new books, and new authors I need to look up and try out.

I only go to two cons each year and Lori Foster’s is generally the one that is more relaxed but this year I came home more exhausted than I can remember being before. We ate well, we gossiped and chatted and plotted out next year. We picked up ideas for new swag and realized some of our ideas were outdated. We got new ideas for books and worked out plot lines for current works in progress. We had a chance to connect with one another, to share our love of books with one another and though it’s one of the smaller cons, it suits me just fine. There’s a lot of chances to not get lost in a sea of thousands and a lot of chances to meet readers and let them find some interest in you.

My print book, Twisted Up from Samhain Publishing was in the bookstore at the hotel and all but one copy was sold to readers and I bought the last one. It will be given away to readers along with a Do You Know Vinter swag bag on my blog later this week.

I love this con and as long as I can continue getting in when sign-ups open, I’ll go.

Of course, it also means getting behind on work, of which, I need to get back to.

~lissa

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Melody Ashford has been in love with Vinny since she was sixteen. He told her to wait, come back to him when she was legal. Two years later she crawled into his bed and never wanted to crawl out. They spent one blissful summer together, before he left for boot camp and a life in the military.

Vinny comes back to their little South Carolina town as often as he can, then leaves again for parts unknown. The heartache when he departs takes its toll and Melody passes the time with work, friends, and casual companionship from men she’s known all her life.

If Vin were a better man he’d set her free. But it would kill him to let go of the one thing more precious than life…

Their love is volatile, and full of passion. No one has ever touched Melody the way Vinny does, but he’s never said the words, never asked the question that would ensure no one else ever had the right. He’s got secrets and missions he can’t share, and she’s got dreams of a life with him in her bed every night. Can they put both aside and simply love one another until the time is right, or is his request too little too late?

Undaunted and Unlawful, Gay SF Romance with a Free Book For You

undauntedcover2I’m celebrating today because my new release, Undaunted, Book 2 of the Freedom Series, is out on Amazon and other fine booksellers everywhere. It’s a gay science fiction romance and the sequel to Unlawful.  Here’s a blurb:

Larke didn’t know Droje was a rebel when he found him beaten and bruised in an alley. Now they’re on the run and there’s no going back. While Larke can’t get enough of Droje’s hot body, the man’s radical ideas — like freedom and justice for all — challenge his whole worldview. There may be more to life than illicit sex and survival, but unless Larke can get Droje to the safe house in time, neither of them will survive long enough to find out.

This sequel to Unlawful is the second short story in the Freedom Series, set in the universe of Jessica Freely’s novella, His Own Devices.’

Website Book Page:

http://www.jessicafreely.com/book-page-undaunted.html

Amazon Buy Link:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00D92G8FW

All Romance eBooks Buy Link:

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-undaunted-1217028-340.html

Smashwords Buy Link:

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/323092

unlawfulcoverliteAnd, if you haven’t read Unlawful: Book 1 of the Freedom series yet, now you can get a copy for free at these locations:

All Romance eBooks:

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-unlawful-1046791-340.html

Smashwords:

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/276560

Kobo:

http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Unlawful-The-Freedom-Series-1/book-13UZnq6bmUOm50q0Nn9C3Q/page1.html

My website

http://www.jessicafreely.com/book-page-unlawful.html

Here’s an excerpt from Undaunted:

The street appeared to be part market, part shipyard. Smells of spices, fruits and vegetables intermingled with the overall aroma of axel grease, sweat, and bezoprine, the fuel that allowed the ships to traverse warp space. Uncons were everywhere. A team of them unloaded crates from a hover truck, their naked bodies gleaming with sweat as they scrambled to obey the orders of their supervisor, a Hanovan with a holodisplay glimmering at his left hand and a whip clenched in his right.

A whip. God. Droje was right to be fighting this.

Larke kept his head down and scowled as he pushed the hover pallet along, going for the dispirited and surly air of the other uncons around him. Other uncons? He wasn’t an uncon. Not yet.

But what if Droje was also right about Larke? What if he couldn’t handle this? What if he screwed up and got them both caught? He wasn’t going to think about that right now.

Up ahead, a group of uncon children—Olbrans all—clustered around a basket, fighting over something he couldn’t identify. One of them, a little girl, stared up at him with wide eyes, then elbowed the boy beside her. The children scattered.

As he passed he peered into the basket they’d abandoned. It was full of potatoes, most of them rotten, all of them raw. His stomach turned. He took a closer look at the dwellings around him. The shacks were barely distinguishable from piles of scrap, full of holes and inadequate to protect anyone from the cold Hanovan nights. The dormitories were windowless, the concrete cracked and stained and roofed with corrugated steel that had rusted through in places.

How could people live like this?

Of course they weren’t considered people, were they? They were aliens and criminals, inferiors–like Larke.

But Larke was also Hanovan and until today a contracted employee of Zenesco. He’d benefitted from uncontracted labor all his life and never even thought about it. So was he a victim of this injustice or a perpetrator of it? And now that he was aware of the situation, what was he going to do?

Get Droje to safety. He might be a selfish corporate drone, but he could do that much, at least.

He arrived at the tar-paper house, knocked on the door once, paused, and then knocked twice. He waited, glancing up and down the street. Most of the people who lived here must be working now. It was quiet.

Why wasn’t anyone answering the door? Should he knock again? He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. What was that up there under the overhang of the roof? A tiny little black box with a lens in it. A camera? Were they watching him now? Why didn’t they let him in? He knocked again. What if he had the knock wrong? What if this was the wrong house?

He was about to risk tilting the lid up and checking with Droje when suddenly, the door opened and someone grabbed him by the arm and yanked him inside.

“Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?”

Larke stood face to face with a six-foot-tall cat man. Grey fur covered him everywhere but his chest and abdomen. He wore a kilt and nothing else.

You want me to write what?

No, a reader did not email me asking for a bestiality scene and my publisher(s) ASGT_Combined_300didn’t beg me for a pegging story. (Besides, I’ve already written one – A Spanking Good Time: An Adventure Twice Told.) No, no, it’s neither of those things.

You want me to write a wedding? Seriously? *shudder*

Not that there’s anything wrong with being married. I am married. But when you talk about writing a wedding scene, there seems to be about a million things you could do wrong and infinitely more potential to say something stupid.

As a reader, you might be laughing right now. A wedding? What’s so freaking hard about writing a wedding scene? You write menages with three men and one woman and you’re quaking in your boots at the thought of a wedding scene? What kind of writer are you?

The one who hates to do the same thing everybody else is doing. And though you can obviously put your own twist on a wedding, at its heart it’s the bride walking down the aisle, the groom getting misty-eyed, the two of them saying their vows, their first kiss as a married couple…not a whole lot of range available there.

About the only time this has been an issue in my writing is my Buckin’ Bull Riders series, since the time span from the first book, Impact, to the fifth (as-yetimpact_smaller unwritten) book, Inertia, is about five years. So it’s certainly within the realm of possibility Conner and Jessica from Impact would get married at some point. I spoke to my editor about it and she advised me to make the wedding “off-screen” so it didn’t take focus away from the current hero and heroine. Yay! I still don’t have to write a wedding scene!

Like I said, I’m not against weddings or marriage, but man, there are easier scenes to write. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m about to start a group sex in a rooftop garden in the rain scene. Piece of cake.

For more information about me or my books, check out my website at http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com.

– Cassandra

 

Sweat is Sexy!

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Do you like the way your man smells after he has been sweating? Not the stale stench, but when he’s still breathing hard, his brow is sparkling with perspiration and his eyes bright with achievement.

You may not think you do but apparently there’s nothing like the smell of a man’s sweat to get a girl going. Researchers from the University of California at Berkeley said women who smelled a chemical found in male sweat experienced elevated levels of the important hormone cortisol, along with higher sexual arousal, faster heart rate and other effects. Oh, yeah, it’s working for me…

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The study focused on androstadienone, considered a male chemical signal. A derivative of testosterone, it is found in male sweat as well as in saliva and semen. It smells somewhat musky. Cortisol is secreted by the body to help maintain proper arousal and sense of well-being, respond to stress and other functions.

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Perhaps that is why sporting romances are becoming ever more popular. Hot, hard, toned hunks who sweat for a living, work hard and play hard are enough to get hearts racing the globe over. Personally I have a fondness for hockey players – check out my HOT ICE series – though I also have a penchant for talented footballers (SCORED) and a recent crush on tennis heroes (GRAND SLAM co-written with Lucy Felthouse, coming soon).

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I’ll keep writing about the raw talent of these athletic men for years to come (God willing) and the women who tame them, because what’s not to love when their scent is just the first of many delights for the senses.

Thanks for reading :-)

Lily x

Oh, okay, one more!

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(pics found on Google and presumed to be public domain)

Something I’ve Never Written…

…is a wedding scene. I’ve written tons of short stories, novellas and a couple of novels, and not once have my characters gotten married. Why? A sign of the times, perhaps? People don’t get married as much as they used to, and all that.

Actually, no, that’s not why. I literally never thought about this until I sat down to write this post, so bear with me, but I suspect it’s because I’m not really that good at the mushy stuff. Yes, I write erotic romance as well as pure erotica and many of my characters get a happy ever after, or a happy for now, but I’ve never taken them right to the aisle. I’m fairly sure I haven’t even had any characters get engaged (correct me if I’m wrong, I’ve written lots of stories!). God, aren’t I just a mean bitch?

It’s probably not intentional, but I reckon my stories deal more with the characters getting together, or back together, etc, and I’m perfectly capable of handling the declarations of love and falling into bed, I just haven’t seemed to take it any further than that.

Hmm… it seems I really must rectify that, doesn’t it? Right, one wedding coming up. Actually, you’ll have to wait. If I marry the character I’m writing now to someone else, I think he might kill me.

If you want to read one of my books which has lots of lovey-dovey action but no wedding, check out my latest release, A French Affairhttp://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/a-french-affair/