My First Smexy Guest Post by Sofia Grey
My first…Smexy by Sofia Grey
Celebrating the launch of my first story with Liquid Silver Books, I’m blogging about other Firsts of mine.
The first hero I created – that actually survived an entire manuscript instead of being thrown away somewhere after chapter three – was a racing driver called Jon Craigowan. I drafted a sexy novel about him falling for an innocent girl but it stayed in draft form. I moved on to write something else, and then another, and over the next fifteen years my lovely racing driver sat gathering dust.
I still remember clearly though, the agonizing hours spent writing their love scenes. Smexy books weren’t the norm back then. You had Mills & Boon, and then you had Black Lace erotica, but with very little in between. I wanted my characters to have an active and exciting sex life, not just a chaste kiss and a bit of touching.
The world is very different now. Smexy books are everywhere, and I am so glad, but smexy scenes and my journey with them is another post, and this one is about heroes.
My characters have also evolved over the past years, in particular moving from strictly contemp to paranormal romance. Wolf At The Door is my first shifter novel, and kicks off an entire new world for my writing. Set in the remote mountains of Wales, I’ve created the first in the Snowdonia Wolves series. Jake, my wolf, is very different to my first fictional hero. He’s totally Alpha and a little kinky in the bedroom, but some facets remain the same. He’s totally smitten with my leading lady, but playful too. Wolves are great fun to write and already I’m playing around with the characters in the next book.
As for my first ever hero, I have plans for him. His story was revamped and polished recently and one day, hopefully not too far away, he’ll get published. He also appears as a secondary character in another book coming later this year. You never forget your first, aye.
Who was your first hero? The one you swooned over? What was it about him that set your pulse racing?
Here’s a little snippet from Wolf At The Door (available 13 May 2013 from Liquid Silver Books). Lillian has challenged Jake to a game of tag.
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Lillian tore along the path a few yards and then ducked behind a shrub. She couldn’t hear Jake, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t there. She peered round the leaves and buds, but there was no sign of him. Cautious, she moved back, stepping carefully around a patch of bluebells to avoid trampling the flowers. A fat, old oak tree stood to the side and she slipped behind it. He wouldn’t see her here. Intent on watching the path, she never heard him. The first sign she was not alone, was the pair of hands covering her eyes.
“Got you.” He sounded so smug that she giggled.
“How did you get there? You didn’t come down the path.” His hard body pressed up behind her, and now they touched from shoulder to hip.
“I know my way around.” She felt the unmistakable nudge of a hard-on bumping against her ass and she sucked in a breath.
“I won. What’s my prize, Cariad?”
Desire made her dizzy for a second, and she had to focus on his words.
“Me.”
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Wolf At The Door is available 13 May 2013, from Liquid Silver Books or Amazon.
Blog tours are fun to take part in, and I only have a few stops left, see below for details:
Mon 20 – Sat 25 May – Wet & Wild Blog Hop
Fri 24-May – Layne Macadam – (http://laynemacadam.blogspot.com) Talking about my First Time at Faking It
Sun 26-May – My own blog (http://sofiagrey.com) Talking about My First Worldbuilding
Mon 27-May – Allyson Lindt – (http://blog.apathyshero.com/) Talking about My First Kiss
Tue 28-May – Jennah Scott – (http://www.jennahscott.com/) Talking about My First Shifter
About Author
Romance author Sofia Grey spends her days managing projects in the corporate world and her nights hanging out with wolf shifters and alpha males. She devours pretty much anything in the fiction line, but she prefers her romances to be hot, and her heroes to have hidden depths. When writing, she enjoys peeling back the layers to expose her characters’ flaws and always makes them work hard for their happy endings.
Find her at: www.sofiagrey.com and on Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/sofiagrey1.
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Balancing Life with Writing or My Premature Ejaculation
I was never the most organized person in the first place. You know, I’m one of those blondes who always has notes to self written on the back of her hand (right hand, because I’m a lefty).
When I was working as an RN, I had a number of things I needed to get done in a certain period of time. I had a system, and made allowances for the unexpected. It all got done—sometimes I stayed a little later than planned, but by the time I left, my slate was washed clean until the next time I reported for duty. I got to start over on a daily basis.
Now that I’m a stay at home mom and an author, the list of “things” is long and far-reaching into the future, and the “off-in-the-distance things” branch over the “daily things” for a combination of stuff that can be overwhelming at times.
Sometimes, it feels like I’m a snowball rolling down a hill. I just keep collecting more things to do. Some snow drops off on occasion, but the rate that I gather more far exceeds the pace of release.
English: Writing «Shit_happens» (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I have a calendar for real life and kid stuff (of which there is a lot). I have a calendar for blog posts and promo stuff and writing deadlines (of which there are also a lot). I have a book to keep track of writing expenses and a piles of shit (okay little slips of paper) surrounding my desk. My hand has the word “dentist” written on it in permanent marker and we depart in minutes. I couldn’t possibly fit my writing to-do list on my poor, abused skin.
Anyway, my point is, I misfired this morning; scheduled a post for the wrong date, and then realized and pulled it back immediately. I will still be posting it on the correct date. Anyone looking for Sofia Grey’s First Smexy this morning will have to wait a whole month. Editing to say I was right in the first place and now re-posted. I am just going to crawl back into bed and see if I can start this day over again. Shoot me. Shoot me now.
You can still check out her other first posts (here is the one for today). And here is mine for today. HOLY CRAP I’m an idiot! You can still go check out her new wolf shifter book, Wolf at the Door. No need to wait for me to get my shit together, because you could die of old age before that happens. 
And me? I’ll reevaluate my system and see if I can possibly shake a bit more snow off and find my frozen brain. The forecast doesn’t look promising.
-Kimber
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Lisa M. Owens Takes Us Back in Time
Author Lisa Owens is here today! She’s answering a few of my burning questions, and giving us a glimpse of her time travel romance, If Only. Reviewers are calling her book a “sweetly emotional” read that pulls off “the seemingly impossible.” I’m excited to check this one out!
1) Do you believe in Happily Ever Afters in real life? Why or why not?
I believe that Happily Ever Afters are possible but I also believe that they are somewhat rare. There is so much temptation that can lead a relationship astray. Nowadays, when people get married, it seems as though most of those people are only committed to those sacred vows until something better comes along.
I suppose in some way, that is why I write what I write. That way, they could stay in love forever.
2) How would you describe your writing style/tone of your stories to someone who hasn’t read you yet?
I write stories about everyday women in emotionally charged situations.
Full of love, red-hot sex and overflowing with emotion.
(How can an author write about love without expressing any emotion? I try to write stories about women that you will cheer for when they’re up and cry along with them with they are down.)
3) Let’s say you were abducted by aliens. Why did they choose you and why did they consequently let you go?
Why would they choose me: Probably because of my wild imagination.
Why would they let me go: Same reason. They would probably get sick and tired of me following them all around the spaceship, carrying my notebook and pencil, asking them all sorts of questions. (How fast does your ship go? What do you eat? How do you mate? What do you need humans for?)
Eventually, they would run away screaming and open the portal door, booting me out on my ass.
4) While you’re writing/planning—music or no music? If music, what kind?
It just kind of varies. Some days, I work better with music. On other days, I work better without.
The type of music I listen to mainly depends on what kind of a scene I am writing. When I am writing a sex scene, for example, I listen to Mariah Carey or Celine Dion. If I am working on an angry scene, like the confrontational scene between Bree and her ex-husband, I listen to more female empowered songs. For example: Pink, Avril Lavigne and Kelly Clarkson.
5) Do you have only one WIP, or do you bounce around between projects?
I like to have a couple of different projects to work on. That way, if I get stuck on one storyline, I can switch to the other. I limit myself to only having two works in progress at a time. That way, I always know my story line and I have a less chance of getting confused that I would if I had four or five projects that I was working on concurrently.
6) Tell us a little about your current WIP.
I am currently working on two manuscripts.
One is the continuation of my If Only series. It is about a woman who married for love instead of for money. Fourteen years later, she wonders how her life would have been different if she had married for money instead.
The other is the story of a Marine who returns home from fighting in Afghanistan to discover that things aren’t the same as they were when he left.
7) Please give us a two-hundred word teaser from your latest release, as well as the tag line for your book.
What would you do if you had the opportunity to go back and relive your greatest mistake?
Five years ago, Bree Sexton walked out on her fiancé and into the arms of a charming and handsome stranger. She has regretted her decision ever since. Instead of a fairy-tale marriage, her “prince” shattered her dreams and her spirit with physical violence and emotional cruelty she barely escaped.
She then mysteriously wakes up in bed with the fiancé she loved and left, the life she’d dreamed of now a reality, until her cruel ex-husband reappears to destroy her new life. But what is real, and what is make-believe? Is she really getting the chance she has always dreamed of? And when it is all said and done, will she finally end up with the man she has always regretted leaving? Or will she wake up to discover herself alone?
8) Do you have any manuscripts collecting cyber dust on your hard drive? What and why?
None collecting dust on my hard drive, but I do have a file cabinet filled with plays and stories from my teenage years. I recently went through them and I found several that although they were written poorly, the storylines were good ideas for teen novels. I am thinking that someday, I might dust them off and try writing a few books for teenagers. Until then, they will stay locked in my file cabinet, away from prying eyes, collecting dust bunnies.
9) What’s the meanest thing you ever did to one of your characters?
The meanest thing I have ever done to one of my characters has to be the trials that I put Bree Sexton through in If Only. Although it is first and foremost a romance novel, it goes into some detail as to the physical and emotional abuse that her ex-husband put her through.
10) Where can we find more information about you and your books?
http://www.lmowens.com/ https://twitter.com/_lisamowens
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lisa-M-Owens-Author-Page/401065116637549
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6884569.Lisa_M_Owens
Buy If Only:
from Liquid Silver Books
from Amazon
from Barnes & Noble
Thanks so much for stopping over to chat! I look forward to checking out your work!
Thank you for having me, Kimber!
Long Distance Relationships in the Space Age & Ring #giveaway
I’m at Rhonda Print’s blog talking about making relationships work, no matter how far apart you live (even if it’s galaxies).
Stop over and comment, and be entered for a chance to win your choice of a pink or blue crystal stretch ring. Follow my blog this week for another chance. You know you want to jazz up your outfit—maybe even your life—with one of these beauties!
-Kimber
Hop Against Homophobia
Happy International Day Against Homophobia and Transphobia!
To celebrate, The Hop Against Homophobia and Transphobia begins now, and I am thrilled to be taking part this year!
Participating authors are posting on LGBTQ-related topics, and everyone involved is hosting a giveaway of their own. With well over 150 participants, this hop is huge, with tons of opportunities to win books, swag, and whatever other LGBTQ-related prizes bloggers are offering. Make sure you check it out!
For my part, I logged on here to work on a post, and noticed that I had lost a blog follower. At first, I was a little hurt. Then, it got me thinking—should I do something different? Was it the photo of the naked butt I recently posted for the cover of my Love Has No Boundaries story? Was it the fact that I write gay erotic romance in addition to the heterosexual variety and someone doesn’t want to read my blog anymore because of one or the other? Was it my potty mouth? Shit!
I spent some time trying to mentally sift through my recent posts to figure it out, and then a thought occurred to me: it really doesn’t matter. I’m not going to change who I am or what I write. I can’t please all of the people, and those who enjoy my writing, or my potty mouth, or my naked butt pictures, will continue to follow me, or hopefully find me eventually.
I have to enjoy my writing first and foremost. Part of that enjoyment involves the notion that maybe, just maybe, I’m broadening someone else’s horizons with what I write. Whether it’s a story about a gay character, a hardcore environmentalist, a heterosexual female who isn’t shamed by her enjoyment of sex, or simply about a dude with a foreskin—I enjoy shining a light on ideas that I think deserve to be illuminated. Do I want to entertain? Absolutely. But I would love to make people think at the same time.
And that “take it or leave it” attitude is how I imagine people who are homosexual (or transsexual, or bisexual, or …fill in the blank…) feel as well. Or, at least, I want them to feel that way. I strive to have my characters embrace who they are, and say to hell with everyone else. I want them to have that empowering moment eventually, especially if the social ramifications of their sexuality are a factor in their tale.
I want everyone who has ever felt “different” to get to that point and hold onto it for a lifetime—to be proud of who they are, and to enjoy every precious moment on this earth.
So, let the people who aren’t interested unfollow you. Let them go their own way and read their own crap. Hang out with whoever they want. They can’t stop me from posting what I like, liking what I like, or loving who I love. They can’t stop you, either. And there will always be those who believe in you, think the way you think, and respect you for who you are, regardless of whether or not you walk identical paths. Those people are the only ones you want following you anyway.
“May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day. May songbirds serenade you every step along the way. May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that’s always blue. And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through.”
-Irish Blessing
For my giveaway, I’m offering a signed paperback of “Written in Flesh.”
For many people, there’s nothing hotter than a man with tattoos. He might get them to commemorate a lost loved one, celebrate an event, or just to look bad-ass, but there’s no doubt the man enjoys showing off his ink. Tribal, classic black and white, or elaborate colored artwork spanning the entire back, each mark has a story, an indelible reminder of the past etched onto the human canvas with care and precision. We’re showcasing four of those stories in “Written in Flesh”.
Key is “Bound by Ink” to a woman he does not—*cannot*—love. He runs to escape his fate, but finds Dax, another fugitive, and learns that some bonds go deeper than skin. In the heyday of the 1980′s, Ian Grothe’s club is about to discover the Next Big Thing, but Ian only has eyes for the lead singer. But as the band’s star rises, Ian gets left behind, his hopes turning to “Powder”.
Then, in “Helotry”, Rontak is an escaped slave who wears the mark of his service beneath his skin. While on the run, he is sheltered by Tréy, an artist with a heavy secret of his own. Finally, Ellis comes to the Sui Generis Protection Agency bearing the “Mark of the Familiar”, magical animal tattoos granting him remarkable shapeshifting abilities. When he feels a True Bond to William, the Wardsman of the agency, he has to convince William of the truth or risk losing his sanctuary, and perhaps even his life.
Comment for a chance to win, and follow my blog for a double entry. I’ll select a random commenter/follower at the end of the hop, May 27th, and contact that person for mailing details.
Happy hopping and don’t forget to make the rounds to all of the participating blogs–grab a cup of coffee, pull up a chair, and help make some noise for equal rights for every person!
Here’s the link for all of the other authors taking part! http://www.inlinkz.com/wpview.php?id=252494
-Kimber
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Rhonda Print is Here with a Free Book!
And her newest book, Phoenix is out now!
PHOENIX: A LEAH WOLFE SINS NOVEL www.LSBooks.com
Blurb: Leah Wolfe of the Supernatural Investigations of Non-human Species—SINS for short—is learning to control her necromancer skills while balancing her life as a federal agent and fiancée to the Marquis of the vampire world, Ian Nightwalker.
When her godson is kidnapped and the kidnapper offers to trade the boy for Leah, she doesn’t hesitate.
Leah finds herself in the lair of Phoenix, a former Marquis bent on avenging the death of his lover. He is also a scientist who is using DNA from various species with the hopes of creating an army of Supernaturals.
Leah must stop Phoenix, save those he has tampered with, and get back to Ian.
But first, she must save herself.
Excerpt:
Shifting, I trailed my mouth down his neck, teasing his chest and then sliding lower, where I confirmed that Ian was, indeed, naked, hard, and eager for me. Ian lowered his lips to mine and our tongues tangled together. Short, slow licks quickly smoldered into white-hot desire as we made love to each other’s bodies with our lips and tongues.
He pushed me away from him and I released him with a reluctant groan until he flipped me on my back and wrapped my legs around his shoulders. With his eyes fixed on mine, he slid his tongue out and gave me one long, torturing lick. I gasped, and he flashed me that crooked smile of his and did it again.
“I love to watch your eyes glaze over in ecstasy while I devour you, my love,” he crooned before tasting me once again.
I fisted my hands into the silky strands of his hair and lost all sense of sanity as he tormented my body with long, slow swirls of his skillful tongue. When I thought I could take no more, he slipped his tongue inside me and suckled on my center until I could only see white bursts of pleasure through my closed eyelids. My head thrashed from side to side. His pace relaxed and the slower he slid in and out of me, the more intense the pleasure became that shuddered through me until my body burst with rapture and insanity all at once. I screamed his name with my release, but Ian kept his mouth in place, drinking down my pleasure—as if it were the blood he existed upon.
To celebrate Rhonda’s most recent release, Liquid Silver Books is giving away the first book in her series, Nightwalker, for FREE for a limited time. Stop over and scoop it up before the offer is over!
About Rhonda Print:
Rhonda L. Print, the Author of several published paranormal romance novels, has 20 years of experience as a romance reader. Her work includes the five-star reviewed novel Nightwalker, A Leah Wolfe SINS Novel, The Order of Chaos, Justified and Guardian . Her latest release, PHOENIX will be available in May, 2013.
Born and raised in the Midwest, she relocated to the desert southwest and lives with her husband who is the love of her life and best friend, and their three children.
She loves to hear from her readers. You can leave a comment and read the first chapter of all of her published books free by clicking on the cover picture at www.RhondaLPrint.com Her books are available for purchase at www.LSBooks.com
Cover Reveal: Love Has No Boundaries (NSFW)
“Sticking It” by K. Vale
On our Goodreads thread hop this week, we are answering the question, “If our main characters had a time machine, where would they go?”
I wrote a 500 word flash in response. Yes it is in present, omniscient just for the halibut.
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Porta-Potty Time Machine
by K. Vale
“What the hell is this?” Dane knocks on the metal door and turns to give Adam an odd half-smile, half-scowl.
“Why, it’s a time machine.” Adam steps forward, chuckling at Dane’s expression. “See? T-I-M-E spells time. And M-A-C—”
Dane steps on his foot and twists like he’s putting out a cigarette. The maneuver works to put out Adam’s snark.
“Yeah. I can read, Poindexter. What the hell is a metal porta-potty marked time machine doing in my bedroom?”
“April fools?”
“It’s May…” Checks his sports watch …“6th, dude.”
“Maybe Paul was screwing with you.”
“Yeah? Look inside, then. If Paul did it, it’s probably going to spray something vile.”
“So, why would I open it?”
Dane harrumphs, stands to the side, yells “Fire in the hole!” and karate kicks the door which springs open while Adam ducks and covers.
Nothing jumps or shoots out. Cautiously, they peer inside. A digital display graces the wall where the toilet should be.
“Fuck me. It is a time machine,” Dane says, doing that weird face again so Adam cracks up as he tries to recover from his undignified retreat.
They squeeze into the porta-machine together.
“Where should we go?” Dane asks, purposely grinding against Adam.
“I wouldn’t mind going back to this morning and fixing the essay portion of my Psych exam. Pretty sure I spelled Wernicke’s wrong. Stupid core classes.”
“Seriously? You’d rather go back and retake a test than get busy in a time machine? It’s like I don’t even know who you are.”
“What? You didn’t say have sex. You specifically said where should we go?”
“Right. You wanna sit on the console or should I?”
“Hmmm….”
Dane yanks down his pants and underwear while Adam is deliberating. He folds his jeans in half and lays them over the buttons before hopping up on top.
Lights start flashing and the porta-machine begins to spin like Dorothy’s house.
“Fuck!” Dane jumps down and slams into Adam as the machine shifts around them worse than a tequila hangover.
“That’s what got us into this mess in the first place!” Adam yells over the sounds of howling wind and robotic beeps.
They slide to the floor, a tangle of naked and clothed limbs, vibrating against each other.
“Hey, not bad.” Dane mumbles, and finds Adam’s lips with his own.
“Really, Dane? Really?”
“Hey, when in Rome…”
“Rome? Oh, Lord. I have a calculus exam at three!”
“Come on. A little bathhouse action and I’ll have ya back by two thirty.” Dane squeezes Adam’s stiffening piece through his khakis.
Adam gives him an exhausted sigh, but Dane knows he’s got him by the balls. Because, in fact, he does have him by the balls.
“Okay. But only because I have our togas in my backpack for that stupid party later.”
“That’s the spirit.” Dane starts unbuttoning Adam’s shirt and kissing his way down his neck.
And the rest, as they say, is history.
-Kimber
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Interview with Layne Macadam
Hi Kimber, and thank you so much for interviewing me today on your site.
Thanks so much for coming, Layne! I love a hot Navy SEAL and can’t wait to read “Desire Unleashed!” Now, on with the questions!
What authors/books inspired your love for the genre?
I’ve always had a passion for the written word and devoured books from when I was first able to read. The romance books that inspired me initially, I guess were the classics, Little Women, Anne of Green Gables, Sense and Sensibility, Jane Eyre, but as for modern-day authors/books, Shannon McKenna’s Behind Closed Doors immediately springs to mind. Her graphic descriptions and the excitement she created captivated me right from the start, and her eloquent love scenes are some of the best I have read. I still look for her new releases.
Do you believe in Happy Ever After’s in real life?
Absolutely! I believe everyone has a special someone and love is out there. You might have to work hard to find it, and it may take longer to find, but it’s there, you just have to keep looking. Once you’ve found it though hold on to it tight because to go through life with your soul mate is a gift to be cherished.
Which of your books are you most proud of and why?
Definitely Desire Unleashed Book 1 in the Desire Series. It’s my first book so of course it’s special, and being over 100K words it was a mammoth task, so just completing it gave me a sense of achievement. And of course Shane Jackson, the hero is to die for, as are his Navy SEAL buddies! *grins*
What is your writing process like? Are you a planner? Pantster?
Oh definitely a pantster. I am striving to be a planner though. Really, it probably makes more sense to have your story plotted out in a sequence of events doesn’t it? I guess that would also eliminate a lot of unnecessary to-ing and fro-ing and going back to add things in. I’ve read quite a bit on plotting lately and am putting it in to practice with my current work Desire Denied using the Five Act paradigm.
What is your favorite writing tool or tip?
That’s easy. After my laptop of course, it’s the cut and paste feature. Being a pantster I’d write a number of chapters and then go back to read and edit them. That’s when I’d discover that a particular scene in chapter X fitted so much better with what was happening in chapter XY. Solution—cut and paste!! Voila all done. I’m in awe of those authors who had to use a typewriter!
I agree. And libraries to do research! Yikes!
Who are your favorite erotic romance authors right now and why?
Mm, that’s a hard one. There are so many wonderful authors out there it’s difficult to choose. Apart from the few I have named and you Kimber, I also count Annie Solomon as one of my favorites, and I’ve recently read and enjoyed books by several of my fellow LSB authors: Daisy Banks, Rosanna Leo, Christy Gissendaner to name a few. I’m finding new authors with a wealth of talent all the time.
You’re too sweet, Layne!
Please give us a two-hundred word teaser from your latest release, as well as the tag line for your book.
Tag Line for “Desire Unleashed“
Find out what happens when a career-driven, cocky Navy SEAL meets an old-fashioned good girl looking for love in all the wrong places. Intrigue, kidnapping, and danger await you in Layne Macadam’s explosive tale of desire unleashed.
Teaser
Wolf and Havoc watched fascinated from the boat. “He’s got it bad.”
“Yep,” Havoc agreed with a cheesy grin as he jumped over the side and into the water.
Handing the basket of food down to the big fella, Wolf beamed as he thought about the fun to be had at Ice’s expense. “Payback’s gonna be a bitch ain’t it?”
“Got that right.” Havoc chuckled. “And about time too,” he added as he waded toward the sand.
“Hey Havoc,” he called, and was waiting when Havoc spun back toward the boat.
“Say cheese,” he said, snapping the big man’s photo with his digital SLR.
Havoc flipped him the bird. “Get a life will you? I’m sick of that goddamned camera of yours, and while we’re on the subject, if you e-mail one more bloody picture to my mother I’m gonna knock your freaking block off.”
Wolf gave a belly laugh, zoomed in on Kathy and Ice on the beach, and snapped them too. Checking the images in the LCD, he was pretty happy with the results.
Thanks, Layne! It was such a pleasure having you today! I can’t wait to see what else you have up your sleeve and “Desire Unleashed” is going on my TBR pile for sure!
If you want more Layne Macadam, visit her website here.
Find “Desire Unleashed” on Amazon or direct from Liquid Silver Books.
-Kimber
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Tuesday Teaser
That’s right—it’s that time again. This tease is coming to you from my story “Cinderella in Hell,” which will be in the Ravenous Romance compilation “Slave to Love.” If you said, “Slave to Love? That sounds like a vampire BDSM anthology,” you’d be absolutely correct (and a very good guesser!).
Cinderella- Fairfield High School (Photo credit: swilfong44)
If you’re thinking “Cinderella in Hell? That sounds like a Cinderella story,” you’d also be right. Not so much a good guesser, though.
Anyway, here she blows, my Cinderella vampire BDSM snippet. Oh, there’s also a Fetish Fairy. Enjoy! 
—–Excerpt from “Cinderella in Hell” by Kimber Vale—–
Rella waited in her room, door locked, until the sound of the departing carriage faded with the light of day. She crept to Drizella’s room first. A draught sent goose bumps prickling down her arms. They added to the delicious sense of foreboding that had accompanied her into the chamber. She riffled through drawers until she found the objects of her desire. The butterfly nipple clips gleamed in the moonlight. Their miniature jaws sparkled like precious stones. She placed the stolen jewelry on the bed and stripped. Moisture gathered between her legs as anticipation thrummed through her body.
A cool breeze billowed the sheer curtains at the window. They reached toward her like ghosts that craved the touch of warm skin. Rella’s nipples were erect from excitement and from the chilly kiss. A shiver rippled through her as she pinched each of her stiff peaks with the jaws. She gave the chain a tug and sucked in her breath when the bite was amplified.
-Kimber
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A Small Smackerel from My LHNB Tale
Here we are again–another Love Has No Boundaries post. Because I am completely unoriginal, I am cutting and pasting my post from there. That’s right. It’s already been broughten.
Well, here I am on the kids’ computer because mine is asking to be thrown out a window. !@*&(@* is what I say to that.
http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1…
Anyway, Laylah’s day was yesterday. Her link is up there. See it? Good.
Today we answer the age old (or 1.5 decade old) question–paper or plastic?
Dane says, “Whatever the bagger guy puts it in.”
These are college boys. What do you expect? Someday I hope they choose the road less traveled and more green. Meanwhile, I’ll keep washing out plastic bags and tin foil to try to set a good example for lazy people everywhere.
I’m happy to report I’m done writing this (12,500 words and countless unpaid hours later, just as a reminder for people who favor unkind reviews–you don’t tell the party hostess her margaritas were weak at the end of the night, do you? You won’t get invited back that way. Or maybe your next margarita will have some added ingredients you weren’t expecting .
This puppy is in the beta stage! I also have a very cheesy cover to go with my very cheesy title. Can’t wait to share!
Enough cheesing, I mean teasing. How about a small smackerel?
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“Hey, Skinny Elvis! Twenty bucks says you won’t drop trou and do your pommel routine.”
Dane Christakos gave Justin Burns a dubious look. Behind him, their frat brothers Ben Erenfeld, Tyrone Martin, and the new guy, Adam Kennedy, laughed with varying degrees of control.
“Seriously? Where’s the challenge, dude? This is only my second beer.” Dane handed his headache-in-a-can over to Justin with a sympathetic shake of his head. “No taking it back, sucker.”
“I’ll even pay up front.” Justin crumpled his own beer can in his fist, tossed it over his shoulder, and took a sip of Dane’s Bud while fishing in his pocket. He produced a wrinkled up bill, which Dane snatched out of his fingers and shoved in a front pocket of his jeans. He’d already shucked his Vans and lifted his shirt over his head, careful not to fuck up the perfectly coiffed pompadour that had earned him his nickname. Dane’d learned long ago that sticking out like a sore thumb on purpose was better than trying to fly under the radar and failing miserably.
Walk in a room like you own it, and you will.
Being a gymnast could’ve gotten him beat up, and had once or twice in high school—only because he was outnumbered—so first semester freshman year, he began rocking his crazy hair, and that spring he rushed the most prestigious frats at Cornell. It’d definitely been the way to go, because giving up gymnastics to fit in was never an option.
He was popular in his fraternity, and if everything went as planned, he’d qualify this year for the next Summer Olympics.
When Dane unbuttoned his jeans and slid them off his hips, he was glad he’d only had tighty whities in his clean laundry pile this morning. Boxers would have set him up for unintentional flashing and restricted his movement. As it was, he saw a few sets of averted eyes as he grabbed his beer back from Justin to finish the dregs.
“Easiest twenty bucks ever,” he said with a cocky twist of his mouth as he handed back the empty can. Dane mounted the horse in a liquid motion born of countless hours of training.
His routine was second-nature at this point, even with his faint buzz. He’d done it a thousand times: front support, to leg cuts, to rear support. Hold, and then into scissors. Circles to a handstand, down to flairs and back up again. From his upside-down position he saw the guys ribbing each other.
What’s the big deal? All of them had roamed the house naked, or close to it, at one point in time or another. Hell, a few of the guys had even engaged in three-ways with the occasional sorority slut. There was no modesty in their house.
Well, except maybe for the new transfer, Adam. He hadn’t been around long enough for Dane to catch him half-naked and stumbling to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
But he sure as hell was looking forward to it.
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Jenna Wade http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1… and Eli Easton http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1… will be posting tomorrow, so check ‘em out!
-Kimber
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