I told y’all I’d be sharing more of Selena’s books on my blog today… She writes all sorts of paranormal. Dragons, vampires, shifters. You really should check her out if you haven’t already. And you should follow her on Facebook. She’s fun and light and sweet as pie. You’ll love her.
Now, you may be asking why I’m doing this. Because she deserves it. She’s been there for me in good and bad, supportive and encouraging. Even of my coffee habit. She’s a good person, a good friend, and a wonderful author.
So, let’s highlight a couple of her books…
Bounty Hunter and Dragon Dean returns home hoping to spend some time with his office manager and new mate Carrie. What he gets is confusion. He’s confronted with communication and connection issues. He feels attacked and backed into a corner with no direction to go in. To find a place to start he turns to Sundae’s Adult Easter Baskets hoping that this will give him a handhold to grip as he tries to break through the walls both of them have erected due to their pasts.
Carrie has missed her mate but can’t take the lack of communication she feels when he’s on the job. For the longest time she’s been alone. Now that she has a mate she wants to feel that connection to another person. She doesn’t know why Dean holds himself back from her, both on the road and while at home. She needs him to be present and here, to open up to her. But if she pushes too hard she could lose him forever. Can Sundae’s keep it’s sexily ever after guarantee?
Hockey player Brice Douglas has never gotten over the Christmas he spent with Ava Johnson back in college. Now, years later, he’s in trouble with his team, the Witch Fields Prowlers. Desperate to keep their rabble-rousing player’s head in the game, they hire a babysitter to keep his ass out of a sling and home in his bed at night: Ava. He’s determined to make up for lost time, while convincing her he’s not the man the team made him out to be, using every dirty, sexy trick he can.
Ava just got out a relationship with a cheating fiancé. She needs time to rebuild her life and babysitting her old college crush maybe the answer to her prayers–so long as sex isn’t involved. Yet, with his sexy nightly self-pleasuring sessions and dirty talk her resistance quickly starts wearing thin. With every day that passes, she’s growing more comfortable with him and his desire for her.
Will she be putting Brice on ice, or will he end up thawing Ava? (more…)
Call this host blog fail. I’m a day late and several dollars short and I totally screwed up. So, to make up for that, I am going to promote my (hopefully) forgiving friend Selena Illyria today and tomorrow on the blog.
She’s one of those people who is always there for everyone, always selfless in her friendship, in her willingness to help out, in her unwavering support. You should check her out…
Flushed and Fevered 1: Bewitching the Vampire
OUT NOW at Etopia Press!
A stubborn witch vs a vampire king…who will win on Halloween?
Bridget is a witch who has been given a sweet deal—nab a rogue vampire and score a big payday, but she must deliver him within twenty-four hours. She’ll need help from Joe, the local vampire liege, to find the rogue vampire fast. Joe agrees to give her the information…if she agrees to play a few hands of poker with him. For each hand, she must reveal a bit about herself. And for each hand she wins, he’ll answer any question she asks. But Bridget isn’t sure she can keep things objective—not when Joe gives her that seductive grin. (more…)
Selena is a very dear friend of mine and she writes some very sexy books. She’s got a new release about space pirates and you should check it out…
Creating Captain Drogan Carter
The first thing that struck me about Drogan were his braids. Long, dark brown braids, totally not military regulation, but then again this is Sci-Fi and future. The next thing that hit me was the small tattoo of a skull and cross bones behind his ear. Next were his eyes; intense, blue and determined. Captain Drogan Carter was commanding, caring, not above being an ass but also not above being sneaky. When putting together Drogan’s character I drew on two characters that stood out in my mind:
Tyr Anaszi (Played by Keith Hamilton Cobb on TV Series Andromeda)- The character was magnetic, mysterious, flirtatious and over all sexy as sin! He could be distant and a jerk but can be loyal and intense.
Captain Jack Sparrow- From him I drew on the idea of Drogan’s family having a history with pirates.
After I had my two main inspirations Drogan began to form in my mind as someone who cared a lot about his crew and respected each and every one of their abilities. He wants what is best for them in the end and No One, and I mean No One takes his crew without a fight. As a lover he likes to be in charge, take control and use his abilities to pleasure his partner. Giving her what she wants is important to him, it adds to the sexual atmosphere and increases the connection between them.
When it comes to seducing a lover he has to have a plan in place depending on the woman and what he wants to get out of the deal. Fleeting sexual encounters still need some sort of outline to him. A vague goal that’s to their mutual benefit. But when it comes to Rena, the object of his desire and admiration he knew he needed a different approach. Not only did he knew what she desired in the bedroom but Rena wasn’t just any woman, she was his assistant, his friend and his colleague. She wasn’t some nameless bed partner, he cared about her in every aspect of her life.
He couldn’t just seduce her. Regs forbid a relationship between ranking officers. Since he’s her Captain (the boss), she’s off limits to him. But that doesn’t stop him from wanting and needing her. Once he discovers her sexy little secrets it’s game on for him. As hurtful as the plan he formed to seduce her could be he knew that in the end he couldn’t go on denying his attraction to her any longer. So he used his sneaky side to win her over, much to Rena’s annoyance.
In the first edition of this book Rena was more forgiving of Drogan’s antics but with this re-release I knew I couldn’t just let it all end happily. Drogan’ needed to pay for his sneakiness. Knowing the man I knew Drogan to be he would accept that fate so long as it meant having Rena by his side. Also, in this new revised edition the tension between the characters had to increase. I had to find new traits in Drogan I hadn’t seen the first time around. I knew that Drogan was commanding but he had to be a hard ass at times, he was the Captain after all. In discovering this new facet of his character I rediscovered why I adored Drogan to begin with. Despite his flaws he does have a big heart and when he loves, he loves fully.
Creating the Drogan character was both fun and reminded of why I love this series.
Excerpt Rating (PG-13),
Series: Hades Helmet Crew
Genre: Sci-Fi/Futuristic, Paranormal, Interracial, BDSM
He commands her body…but can he win her heart?
Who knew one little disc could cause so much trouble? Certainly not Rena, until the disc in question—the one in which she lives out every sexual fantasy she’s ever had, including a few inspired by her crush, Captain Drogan Carter—falls into the wrong hands. Drogan’s.
Rena is desperate to get it back—she can’t let him know all her darkest, dirtiest secrets…
When Drogan finds the disc and watches the very private contents, his first feeling is guilt. But that guilt soon turns to a raw, sexual need to have the wanton, carefree Rena in his bed. He knows she’ll never come to him willingly, but once he gets her, he’ll have plenty of time to win her over, and to prove to her that reality can be so much better than fantasy. But first he needs a plan, a way to get her right where he wants her: at his command.
“Looking for this?”
She stilled and prayed that it was not the captain’s voice that had uttered those words. She hoped that in her panic she was hearing things, that her paranoia and anger were causing her to lose her mind.
“I believe you were in a similar position on the disc, only naked,” Drogan murmured in that rough and husky tone he had.
She bit her lip to keep from groaning aloud. Her nipples peaked and moisture gathered within her. Her labia flooded with heat and her clit thickened. Her vaginal walls fluttered. Not now, she admonished herself. But she was powerless to stop the effects on her body.
Slowly, she wiggled out from under the bed. She was on her knees, about to stand up, when she saw him shake his head, his tiny, dark brown braids swinging this way and that.
“Don’t move. Stay just like that,” he ordered.
Her eyes widened and she swallowed. Was he going to call security? Have her arrested? Panic started to overwhelm her. She couldn’t get arrested. Rena needed to find a new job. She couldn’t do that if she was booked as a criminal. She would do anything he wanted just as long as he didn’t call security. Anger mingled with her desire.
“Captain, sir, please, I’ll leave. Just don’t call security. Please, I’m begging you. If I’m arrested I won’t be able to get another job. I need to work.” As much as she hated to grovel, it was the only way to get out of this unscathed. She balled her hands into fists.
She knew Drogan was wealthy. He never had to worry about having a job. He could quit today and live off his inheritance. Some said it was due to his family’s history of piracy. Looking at him now, he looked every inch the pirate, and she felt like his captive, utterly at his mercy.
“Mmm, I always loved it when you called me ‘Captain, sir,’ in that sweet voice of yours.” His tone went lower, deeper, rougher.
I’m very picky when it comes to birthday cake. There has to certain element to qualify, most of all there has to be cake! You can have ice cream, sure, but to me it has to have actual cake in it. Otherwise it’s just ice cream in the shape of a “cake”. I’m not sure when this rule of mine started. I think it was a birthday where I had to run from store to store to find an actual ice cream cake with cake in it. Don’t get me wrong, I love icing and I love ice cream, put them together and you get sugar rush heaven but without that cake it was as if something was missing to me.
My favorite flavor is chocolate cake and vanilla (or cookies and cream) ice cream. I know I could go with other possibilities but that was first flavor of ice cream I ever had, so there’s something comforting about it. So every year, I want one thing for my birthday. It’s not a present, it’s not some extravagant thing, it’s the only thing on my wish list: An ice cream cake. I love presents, don’t get me wrong. I love ripping open the wrapping paper and finding the surprise but for me all I really want is one thing, the cake! That’s what makes my birthday to me.
So here’s the question, for you is it the cake, the presents, the people around or something else that makes your birthday really special?
Happy Birthday, Lissa! May your birthday be extra special and awesome this year.
Last Call Europe: Chocolate Shock, Out Now at Changeling Press!
All romanced out, Love Fairy Alastrina is tired of putting together happy couples. All she wants is a little bit of “me time” to forget her job for one night. She strides into Last Call: London looking for some action.
Chocolate Shock: Heat packed sexin’ — no baggage required or desired.
Rebellious leopard shifter Garrison Fredricks may be the answer to all her needs. Some sexy talk and a bit of action is just what the love fairy ordered. Only problem is he has a teensy-weensy little secret that may piss her off. And a Love Fairy pissed off is not a good thing.
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She was overwhelmed. Her body was a twisting, writhing foreign thing that made her hot and cold. Garrison. It was the most potent word buzzing around her mind. His scent, a mixture of spice and musk, tugged her down and surrounded her. All her
ideas of how the night should go dissolved. Trina stared into his eyes, mesmerized. Up close they weren’t just brown but liquid gold that shifted from the color of sunlight to bronze and then chocolate. Knowledge weighed in his gaze. This was not just a man. She was sure of that. Who is he?
“I’ve never… I don’t know… I thought…” She cursed herself for stammering and sounding like an idiot.
“Relax, sweet, let me take control. Let me show you what I want to do to you. Once you’re comfortable, you can take control. Deal?” He withdrew, taking his intoxicating scent with him, but the imprint of his body heat remained. She looked away, torn between desire and hesitation.
“Here, drink this. It will help.” He handed her the glass, which she took eagerly. The second the rich chocolate hit her tongue, she moaned. Decadent. The cinnamon gave the drink just the right kick, and the alcohol added a surprisingly soothing afterburn.
“Mmmm.” Her body slowly began to unwind.
“Good?” he asked, his face unreadable.
“May I?” He held out his hand and she gave him the mug. He took it and turned the cup around and placed his lips over the exact spot where her mouth had touched. He drank deeply, his gaze never leaving her face. “Mmm, very good. Let me taste it on your tongue.” Garrison lowered his head and took a kiss. The contact was gentle at first. A slow teasing touch before he added more pressure.
Heat slid through her body from his mouth. Alastrina wanted to feel him pressed against her. She reached up, grabbed the sides of his jacket and pulled him closer. He groaned. She heard, and felt, the vibrations of his purring rumble up from his chest.
Garrison pulled his head back and swore. “No sex in the hallway.”
His breath came out in harsh pants. The scent of whisky, chocolate and cinnamon wafted against her face with each exhale. “No one said –” she started, pausing to lick her lips. They were hot but not bruised, which disappointed her.
“Need you badly. Don’t want anyone else to see.” He looked up and she followed his gaze to the cameras mounted on the walls.
“Oh.” Heat flushed her cheeks. Her eyes drifted closed as she inhaled his scent. With her ear pressed to his chest, she heard the hammering of his heart and felt soothed. She wasn’t the only one feeling out of control.
They headed down the hallway again only to pause. Garrison shook his head, growled in frustration before taking her in his arms again and pressing her into a wall. She gasped as his erection pressed against her stomach. “Feel that, love? That’s all for you, every fucking inch.”
She let out a shaky breath as moisture pooled between her thighs to dampen her panties. He rocked his hips against hers, tearing a soft moan from her lips.
“I can smell how much you want me, and Goddess, I need you too.”
Every movement of his body stoked the heat inside of her that much higher. Her knees became jelly as arousal curled tighter in the pit of her stomach. All that held her up was his body pressed against hers and his hand on her back. Mindless, she moved with him, totally absorbed in only him.
Garrison lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her shoulder. “So fucking sexy. You’re killing me here, love. I’m tempted to just tear off both our clothes and fuck you now.”
Her pussy clenched and she groaned.
“I’m so close it’s ridiculous. It’s like I have no control. Any more movement and I’ll come in my pants, even though we haven’t done anything yet.” He stilled and she fought to stop rocking against him. Alastrina opened her mouth to say something only to be cut off by him moving away and pulling her down the hallway again. Garrison found the right door and jammed the keycard into the electronic lock and pushed the door open. “Quickly, love, before I take you in the hall. Patience be damned.”
Alastrina didn’t have to be told twice. She let go of his hand and rushed into the room.
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