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Thursday, August 30, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
The Sexy Werewolf - Why Woman Can't Resist Him
The sexy werewolf is all alpha male. He drips power and strength wherever he goes. He knows what he wants and he will do anything to protect and keep it. The only problem is sometimes that very thing he wants to own is you. The feminist in you bristles at being someone's property, but somewhere deep down you have a secret. A small part of you likes that he would do anything to have you. He would die to save you and that is hard to resist.
You try to convey calm in the face of his anger. He is pacing back and forth in front of you. His beast is getting harder and harder to contain. "You were with him when I told you not to." His voice was little more than a growl.
"You don't own me. I can see who I want." you hate that your voice is shaking. You hate that you said it to convince yourself as well as him.
He stops in front of you. You fight to meet his glare. "You are mine. You see no one else. I can smell him all over you." His eyes have a hint of amber in them, a hint of animal.
"You have no right." You can't think of anything else to say.
He pulls you up and into his arms. You make a weak attempt at getting away, but you both know you don't want to. You rest your hands on his strong broad chest. He is so warm the urge sink to into his embrace is almost overwhelming. It would be so easy to let him take control.
His lips gently touch the top of your head as his hands slowly caress your back. "I will kill him if he touches you again." His voice was calm now, but you know he means it.
"He was a gentlemen I swear. We only talked." You feel ashamed that you are reduced to justifications and not ire.
His long finger pushes up your head by the chin. "You are mine, to love, to protect, to cherish." He lifts you up like you are made of air. He carries you to the bedroom. "You are also mine to fuck."
You want to protest, but the voice that was telling you this is wrong is getting smaller and smaller. He slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his smooth hard upper half. Your fingers itch to touch him. Then your eyes drift lower. You lick your lips waiting for him to continue to disrobe.
"Please" You don't know if you said it to stop him or hurry him along.
His naked body crawls over you until his mouth comes down on yours. You expect it to be rough and violent, but his lips barely brush yours. He takes a deep breathe and nibbles on your lower lip until he sends his tongue into your mouth.
You give in and start to respond. "You are mine." He kisses his way down your neck undoing buttons as he goes. His strong hands, always impatient, tear open your bra. Your already erect nipple is in his mouth. "It makes me look weak when you are seen with him. Is that what you want?"
What you want is for him to stop talking and get on with it. "I..." He captures your tender bud with his teeth and it makes you moan. "I am sorry."
You hate that you gave in so easily, but it is hard to think with his hands in your pants. He knows where to touch you and how you will respond.
"You are beautiful. You drive me crazy and when I think of you with someone else I feel like I will lose my mind." You hide a tiny smile, now you know you have power too.
He strips the rest of you. You are now under him naked and vulnerable, but you know he will never harm you, his touches are not always gentle, but they always bring you bliss. He drives into you. There is no tenderness. He is claiming you. You are his. He nips at your neck and growls in between grunts. The pleasure he is sending through your body is blocking out all your other senses. It builds and builds. You feel yourself on the top about to fall, you want to fall. The perfect little ache in your core becomes unbearable and at last you can hear again. You hear your own screams as you come.
When the after shocks are over and the world drops down around you once more, you hold your wolf very tight. You whisper in his ear. "You are mine."
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You try to convey calm in the face of his anger. He is pacing back and forth in front of you. His beast is getting harder and harder to contain. "You were with him when I told you not to." His voice was little more than a growl.
"You don't own me. I can see who I want." you hate that your voice is shaking. You hate that you said it to convince yourself as well as him.
He stops in front of you. You fight to meet his glare. "You are mine. You see no one else. I can smell him all over you." His eyes have a hint of amber in them, a hint of animal.
"You have no right." You can't think of anything else to say.
He pulls you up and into his arms. You make a weak attempt at getting away, but you both know you don't want to. You rest your hands on his strong broad chest. He is so warm the urge sink to into his embrace is almost overwhelming. It would be so easy to let him take control.
His lips gently touch the top of your head as his hands slowly caress your back. "I will kill him if he touches you again." His voice was calm now, but you know he means it.
"He was a gentlemen I swear. We only talked." You feel ashamed that you are reduced to justifications and not ire.
His long finger pushes up your head by the chin. "You are mine, to love, to protect, to cherish." He lifts you up like you are made of air. He carries you to the bedroom. "You are also mine to fuck."
You want to protest, but the voice that was telling you this is wrong is getting smaller and smaller. He slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his smooth hard upper half. Your fingers itch to touch him. Then your eyes drift lower. You lick your lips waiting for him to continue to disrobe.
"Please" You don't know if you said it to stop him or hurry him along.
His naked body crawls over you until his mouth comes down on yours. You expect it to be rough and violent, but his lips barely brush yours. He takes a deep breathe and nibbles on your lower lip until he sends his tongue into your mouth.
You give in and start to respond. "You are mine." He kisses his way down your neck undoing buttons as he goes. His strong hands, always impatient, tear open your bra. Your already erect nipple is in his mouth. "It makes me look weak when you are seen with him. Is that what you want?"
What you want is for him to stop talking and get on with it. "I..." He captures your tender bud with his teeth and it makes you moan. "I am sorry."
You hate that you gave in so easily, but it is hard to think with his hands in your pants. He knows where to touch you and how you will respond.
"You are beautiful. You drive me crazy and when I think of you with someone else I feel like I will lose my mind." You hide a tiny smile, now you know you have power too.
He strips the rest of you. You are now under him naked and vulnerable, but you know he will never harm you, his touches are not always gentle, but they always bring you bliss. He drives into you. There is no tenderness. He is claiming you. You are his. He nips at your neck and growls in between grunts. The pleasure he is sending through your body is blocking out all your other senses. It builds and builds. You feel yourself on the top about to fall, you want to fall. The perfect little ache in your core becomes unbearable and at last you can hear again. You hear your own screams as you come.
When the after shocks are over and the world drops down around you once more, you hold your wolf very tight. You whisper in his ear. "You are mine."
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Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Why We Can't Resist Him - The Sexy Vampire
Vampires need to be sensual, mature and beautiful. They have to have power and the need to protect a chosen few. Those that are of the male variety need to be masculine, strong and know who and what they want. Their very touch can bring pleasure.
You know he is bad for you, but you can't help yourself. He draws you in. Somewhere in your mind you know you should run, but then you are in his arms and his cool lips are on your neck. They hover right over your pulse. His tongue darts out and tickles your skin. Oh God he needs to just do it. You want to feel his fangs as they pierce your skin. You want to feel your life essence leave your body, knowing how much pleasure you are giving him. He is not selfish. His very bite can bring you over. He teases you, his razor sharp fangs graze your skin. You arch your neck to encourage him to continue. You can't wait any longer, he knows this. He plunges into your skin, his name escapes your lips as pleasure surges through every cell.
His pull is hard. You feel your very life rush into his mouth. You feel that perfect ache down below. It builds until you feel you will burst. Someone is screaming and somewhere in your brain you realize it is you. He knows you are close. So he pulls harder. Ecstasy floods your body. He smiles against your neck. He loves it when you don't hold back. When you give into what he has to offer. You float above everything on a raft of pure sensation.
When you come back down he is licking the wound. It is over and you are already thinking of the next time. He murmurs he loves you over and over. You don't believe he is capable of it. It doesn't matter. His touch is what you crave. He craves you too. That is better than love. It means he can't resist you. It means he will always come back.
Just a sexy little vignette for your pleasure. If you enjoyed it please check my books available at amazon.
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You know he is bad for you, but you can't help yourself. He draws you in. Somewhere in your mind you know you should run, but then you are in his arms and his cool lips are on your neck. They hover right over your pulse. His tongue darts out and tickles your skin. Oh God he needs to just do it. You want to feel his fangs as they pierce your skin. You want to feel your life essence leave your body, knowing how much pleasure you are giving him. He is not selfish. His very bite can bring you over. He teases you, his razor sharp fangs graze your skin. You arch your neck to encourage him to continue. You can't wait any longer, he knows this. He plunges into your skin, his name escapes your lips as pleasure surges through every cell.
His pull is hard. You feel your very life rush into his mouth. You feel that perfect ache down below. It builds until you feel you will burst. Someone is screaming and somewhere in your brain you realize it is you. He knows you are close. So he pulls harder. Ecstasy floods your body. He smiles against your neck. He loves it when you don't hold back. When you give into what he has to offer. You float above everything on a raft of pure sensation.
When you come back down he is licking the wound. It is over and you are already thinking of the next time. He murmurs he loves you over and over. You don't believe he is capable of it. It doesn't matter. His touch is what you crave. He craves you too. That is better than love. It means he can't resist you. It means he will always come back.
Just a sexy little vignette for your pleasure. If you enjoyed it please check my books available at amazon.
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Thursday, August 2, 2012
Series That Go On too Long
Have you ever read a series that you loved and you never wanted it to end? You read each one in such quick succession that they all seemed like one big novel. Then around book 7 or 10 or maybe even 16 you start to read out of some sense of duty. You have invested so much into the characters and you want to see how things end, but it starts to become a chore.
In paranormal fantasy, series are the norm and I prefer a series as opposed to a stand alone book. Too much of a good thing does exist. Sometimes characters become so powerful that there is no suspense. You know they can't be hurt. The main character sometimes becomes a parody of their former self.
I will give an example. Laurell K Hamilton, The Anita Blake Series. It turned from a book with imagination, suspense, vulnerable characters to in my opinion, porn. Don't get me wrong, I like porn. I read porn, but this series was really good. It is disappointing that it went on so long.
I went through the reading a few out of a sense of duty and have missed the last few. I just couldn't handle it anymore. As a writer I know Hamilton has every right to do with her character what she will, but Anita became a parody. Lets face it she fucks what maybe 30 or 40 men and she still pretends to feel shame. Come on please. She is better at everything than everyone else. She is pretty much every creature you can think of all rolled up into one. Good characters are good because they are not perfect. They commit wrongs, they have chinks in their armor, they are weak sometimes.
It is time to end the series. I hope I know when to end mine. I hope my readers will still want more when I bring Cassandras saga to completion. I don't want to jump the shark. So please readers if you see a fin in the water let me know. I will at least promise to think about it.
In paranormal fantasy, series are the norm and I prefer a series as opposed to a stand alone book. Too much of a good thing does exist. Sometimes characters become so powerful that there is no suspense. You know they can't be hurt. The main character sometimes becomes a parody of their former self.
I will give an example. Laurell K Hamilton, The Anita Blake Series. It turned from a book with imagination, suspense, vulnerable characters to in my opinion, porn. Don't get me wrong, I like porn. I read porn, but this series was really good. It is disappointing that it went on so long.
I went through the reading a few out of a sense of duty and have missed the last few. I just couldn't handle it anymore. As a writer I know Hamilton has every right to do with her character what she will, but Anita became a parody. Lets face it she fucks what maybe 30 or 40 men and she still pretends to feel shame. Come on please. She is better at everything than everyone else. She is pretty much every creature you can think of all rolled up into one. Good characters are good because they are not perfect. They commit wrongs, they have chinks in their armor, they are weak sometimes.
It is time to end the series. I hope I know when to end mine. I hope my readers will still want more when I bring Cassandras saga to completion. I don't want to jump the shark. So please readers if you see a fin in the water let me know. I will at least promise to think about it.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Updates
I am puttering along on my sequel to Blood and Loss. I am enjoying the world of Cassandra, Quintus and Lucius. My first draft is done and I am in the process of rewriting and editing. Some find this a tedious part of the writing experience. I love it. To look at a paragraph and tweak it until it is exactly the way I want it to sound and to have it evoke exactly the feeling I want it to is so satisfying.
My first draft for Blood and Loss was just under a hundred pages and when all was said and done it ended up being 256. Some writers pare down, but I build up. I write sparsely and try to get everything in my brain on the page as quickly as possible. Then I work on the detail fleshing it out so the reader can see what I see, feel what I need them to feel. I am not always successful, but I do my best and it works for me.
The sequel for Russian Pawn will be out the first of next year. The sequel will be a full length novel. Sloane and Ian will be back and still at each others throats.
So please check out the rest of my blog for samples of my first two novels and if you get the chance click on my advertisers. They pay the bills.
My first draft for Blood and Loss was just under a hundred pages and when all was said and done it ended up being 256. Some writers pare down, but I build up. I write sparsely and try to get everything in my brain on the page as quickly as possible. Then I work on the detail fleshing it out so the reader can see what I see, feel what I need them to feel. I am not always successful, but I do my best and it works for me.
The sequel for Russian Pawn will be out the first of next year. The sequel will be a full length novel. Sloane and Ian will be back and still at each others throats.
So please check out the rest of my blog for samples of my first two novels and if you get the chance click on my advertisers. They pay the bills.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Hey You Don't Need a Kindle
Hey everyone,
Sad because you don't have a kindle but you want to read my raunchy erotic thriller Russian Pawn or my sweet sexy funny urban fantasy Blood and Loss? Well here is some good news almost anyone can read my books or any other ebook. You just have to have one of the following and lets face it if you are reading this chances are you do.
1) any computer with a Mac or Windows operating system
2) iphone ipod touch, android, windows phone7, blackberry
3) ipad or android tablet
So now don't you feel better?
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Saturday, July 28, 2012
Russian Pawn
Today I am going to be shamelessly plugging my erotic novel Russian Pawn. If you are not 18 please go elsewhere. This is a very explicit book. If this makes you uncomfortable read no further. If you are 18 or over and like a little down and dirty then read on and enjoy.
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Sloane is a sexy professional thief who has been hired by some of the richest and most powerful men in the world. She helps them complete collections they legally can't own. Precious artifacts, royal jewels and any other treasure that may be hard to obtain. Its just a game to them, but it has made her some very powerful enemies.
The most powerful of them all is her estranged husband and head of the Russian mob. Sergei isn't used to being stolen from or rejected. Sloane has done both. Will she be able to escape his clutches? Will the man he hired to capture her let her go or turn her over?
It seems bleak, but Sloane can be very persuasive and she will use any trick of the trade to get away. (pun totally intended)
If you like an erotic story that will not only turn you on, but also has characters that will entertain you as well, then Russian Pawn is for you.
It gets intense, dirty and rough and Sloane gives as good as she gets.
This story is meant only for people over the age of 18 the themes and content are very mature.
Chapter 1
The weather was humid, the kind where you need a thunder storm to clear the air. My grandmother would call it close and I always thought that was the perfect description. It was like suffocating under the touch of a hundred hot damp hands. I hated the heat, I grew up in a town hotter than hell and when I left I traveled north until I felt comfortable.
My long curly hair was matted to my back with sweat. I would give anything to pin it up off my neck, but that wasn’t possible. I had failed, what my nephew would call an epic fail. When you break your own rules, it will always bite you in the ass.
For a professional thief, rule number one is check and recheck every detail of your plan. Rule number two is trust no one. I had ignored both of those. My success had made me careless and now I had no one to blame for my predicament but myself. One of my mother’s favorite lectures crept up on me like a bible thumping ghost.
“Pride goeth before the fall Maude.” I winced at the name even being said in my head. I had been Sloane for a very long time. I took the name from the first person I killed. Oh don’t worry she deserved it. She had a cool name though and since I was looking for one I took it.
This job was supposed to be an easy get in, get out and no one get hurts. Yuri Koslov wasn’t even living here so the security would be very lax. I could grab the brooch and pocket a cool ten grand. That brings me to rule number three if something seems too good to be true it likely is.
Screaming into the empty room I yanked on the leather cuffs around my wrists. My back was aching, my arms were numb and the chains that strung me up didn’t even allow me to plant my feet flat on the floor. I had fallen right into the bastards trap.
Perspiration rolled down my back. I was only wearing a lavender bra and panty set and a pair of my favourite stilettoes, but a large fire roared beside me. Security had lit it before they stripped me and strung me up. They took great care to make sure my breasts and cunt weren’t packing heat. Perverts!
I was in Samara, Russia and apparently it was going through a bit of a heat wave. The fire was lit to make me uncomfortable. Mission accomplished.
Ian would be here soon, he wouldn’t leave anything to chance. He had been chasing me for a long time and I had finally given him the rope he needed to hang me. He was a bounty hunter and I had to admit one of the best in the business. The bounty on my head was so large it made me blush and trust me, not a whole lot makes me blush. So he had made it his personal goal in life to capture me. He didn’t want to take me to the police. No, the men who offered money for my head wanted me to go away, but quietly.
I was like a twisted Robin Hood. I stole from the rich to give to the wealthy. You see some of the filthy rich are collectors. It doesn’t matter what it is, jewels, artifacts or anything else that is coveted, but illegal to own.
If they want justice they have to resort to other means. No one has been able to bring me before their employer yet. My bounty gets higher and they get more desperate. For some they want revenge, for others capturing me has become part of the game. Ian is the only one who has been able to get me in his talented clutches. In fact he has been able to apprehend me twice. Well the second time I may have let him.
He’s a sexy motherfucker and he knows how to push my buttons. The only draw-back is he takes his job a little too seriously. He just can’t resist fucking me first; so far it has given me the advantage and the time to get away. I’d rather deal with him, then the owner of the house. Yuri is a balding fat fuck who drinks too much vodka and not enough mouth wash. I thought I might have to deal with his wrinkly prick, so tonight I would be thankful for small favours.
I heard the door open behind me. A blissful puff of cool air wafted in and caressed my damp skin. A warm hand trailed down my back and cupped my ass. I was wet already. “I am tired of having to explain to my employers why I fucked up and let you go.” Ian’s smooth deep voice sent a shiver down my spine.
His hand continued to caress my bottom. “I know I had a good time” I hoped taunting him would make him angry. Ian rarely made mistakes so anything to put him off his game, I was going to use.
“Shut the fuck up.” He pinched my butt hard. I whimpered. It didn’t hurt that bad, but a girl has to get sympathy where she can. “I don’t care how good a lay you are, I am not letting down my guard.”
“What about just your pants?”
A very hard, loud slap hit my bottom. “No foreplay if you aren’t going to fuck me Ian. That’s hardly playing fair.”
He laughed and stroked where he had hit me. “Like you know anything about playing fair.”
“Maybe not, but you still want to fuck me.”
Another ten slaps rained down on my rump, each leaving a hot burning delicious pain. I arched as much as I could into his hand. “You know I can have sex with almost any woman I want. You aren’t so special.” He wasn’t just bragging, the man was handsome, but it wasn’t his looks or even his muscular build, he had an alpha male quality that oozed from every pore. Woman turned when he walked by.
A hand wound around my waist and slammed me into his erection. “Your penis seems to be disagreeing with you. You know you want me. You’ve had what, almost three months to plan what you were going to do to me when you caught me?”
“It isn’t working Sloane.”
Oh but it was. He was already slowly stroking his cock in the crack of my sore behind as his hand slid down inside the front of my underwear. He lightly rubbed his finger up my slit, but didn’t venture inside my secret folds. It was where I needed him to go and he knew it.
“Then punish me Ian. Get me out of your system; it may be your last chance.” My voice was low and husky. The need was overwhelming. I hated the power it gave him.
Ian came around and grabbed my hair behind my head. His face was very close to mine as we looked into each other’s baby blues. I licked my lips. I wasn’t just his weakness, he was mine and I needed him out of my system just as much as he needed me out of his. Six and a half feet of hard muscles, lean body, and perfect skin topped off with a gorgeous head of black hair was very hard to resist. His big dick didn’t hurt either. Well it did a little, but in a good way.
“I want to hurt you.” His hand left my hair and wrapped around my neck. My airway was compromised, but not totally cut off. “I don’t like anyone getting under my skin, certainly not a thieving whore.” I should have been offended, but I knew what I was.
I wanted to reply, but I was saving my breath for silly things like living. Ian looked at me not with anger, but curiosity, trying to figure out what I was. I had to stay cool, but a little panic started to kick in. I was not ready to die. His grip was getting tighter.
Stars flashed in front of my eyes before he let me go. Rage flooded from every pore and the heat of his anger scorched my skin. “Sergei is coming. He will be here in less than an hour. You will not be so cocky then. He doesn’t like being betrayed.”
My voice was hoarse and compressed. “It was just a tiny brooch.” I tried to sound innocent, but he knew me better than anyone. It was a sad fact that the man who knew me best was a relative stranger, who was paid to hunt me down.
“It had belonged to Alexandra. It is worth a fortune.” Nose to nose he was so close I could taste his breathe. Mint wafted, everything about him was clean and crisp.
Keeping my mind on our conversation and not how much I wanted to kiss him I continued. “My employer tried to buy it fair and square. I can’t help it if he had to resort to other means.”
I closed my eyes as he molded his body into mine, every hard angle of his muscular torso driving waves of pleasure through my bound form. His mouth was at my ear. “I want to fuck you raw. I want to fuck you day and night until you are out of my system.” His tongue circled my ear. “I don’t have that luxury. I guess I’ll just have to quit you cold turkey and hope never seeing you again rids me of your constant presence in my head.”
Oh! I was so wet. I tried to arch up into him. His arm circled my back and his lips came down on mine. His tongue pierced my mouth. It was a violent kiss, where lips are bruised and teeth sometimes scrape. I moaned as his erection hit that perfect spot. He pushed me back and slapped my face. My tongue snaked out to lick off the blood from my split lip.
Breathing heavily, he supported himself with his hands on his knees. “Once you are gone then I can get on with my life.” He said it out loud, but he wasn’t talking to me.
I couldn’t take it anymore. “Just fuck me you bastard. Tie me to the bed. How could I get away then? Ian if Sergei comes and takes me it may be the last orgasm I have.” I was desperate now. Sergei would make me pay and if I was lucky he would kill me sooner rather than later. He was a creative bastard too. I had to get out of these chains.
His eyes widen then he laughed. “I have heard he is a dud in bed is that why you left him?”
“I left him because he is a giant ass hat and our marriage was the result of too much vodka and too little sense. The best thing that little prick ever did for me was allow me to know the layout of his home so stealing that brooch was easy.”
“Will he hurt you?” His eyes softened. It was only a second before they steeled again, but I caught it.
“Oh yes. He will be ruthless. I humiliated him, whatever he does will have to make up for that. I know I only have myself to blame, but its…well it isn’t going to be pretty.” I looked away feigning fear, although I didn’t have to ham it up too much. Before Sergei became the big boss, he was an enforcer and they called him the butcher. Getting involved with the head of the Russian mob was the most moronic thing I had ever done.
Ian shook his head, like he couldn’t believe what he was going to do. Reaching up to unhook my arms he braced himself to take my weight. Men are such sentimental idiots. They can’t resist a damsel in distress. I wanted to make my move now, but my arms were lead weights hanging off the side of my body. Ian walked me over to the bed and I had no way to stop him. We shuffled over to the giant bed in the corner of the room. He shackled my wrists to the bedposts. What kind of crazy shit was this Yuri guy into?
My legs spread open over the silky cover on the bed. He kneeled in between them and started to undress. Ian wasn’t overly buff, but he was fit and he was inhumanly strong. It had saved his life many times when his opponent underestimated him.
The look on his face changed back and forth from lust to hate. I ached to trace the scar that ran from his left nipple into his pants. When he was naked he laid over me. He was still for a long, he was such a tease. His hard cock nestled against my side, but that is not where I wanted it.
Snapping out of his trance he shredded my bra and sucked my sensitive nipple into his mouth. His teeth bit into my tender flesh until it was painful and then his tongue lapped it away.
“Untie me I want to touch you.”
A playful smirk lit up his face. “Did you honestly think that would work?”
“A girl can dream can’t she?”
Lips, soft and dry moved lightly up my neck until his tongue flicked around my earlobe. Hot breath scorched me as he spoke. “I can’t resist you. I have lived my life with discipline and you have taken that. You are a thief through and through.” I smiled to myself. Of all the things I had taken, that felt like my favorite.
I was ready and I didn’t need any more foreplay. “Just fuck me Ian we don’t have much time.” I didn’t like the desperation in my voice.
“If you insist.” He ripped my panties and plunged into me with one thrust. He was a monster and I loved every inch. Pounding me hard, his thrusts pushed me up the bed until I hit the oak headboard. He knew my body and everything he did was just right. I must be truly twisted that the only man who can play my body so effortlessly, is one I hardly even know.
Then we flipped over and I was sitting on top of him. It was awkward at first. I still had my hands chained to the bed, but there was enough slack to make it work. I started slow. Rocking back and forth, I could tell he wanted me to speed up, but his needs didn’t interest me right now. His hands went to my hips and it became a fight for tempo. I struggled to slow down and he tried to force me to speed up.
Another bout of vertigo and I was bent over with my rump in the air and upper half support by the plethora of pillows. He was pounding me again. I had to use every bit of strength to stay upright. “Get out of my head bitch. I can’t have you in there anymore.”
I was coming and I wanted more. “Play with my clit, I want to come again.”
“Controlling bitch.” He did it though. His last stroke he held himself there as he came inside me. Then we collapsed on the bed laying side by side, each of us gulping in air like we had run a marathon. He kissed my back and neck, so tender after what had just happened. “Sloane?”
Always at the end he whispers my name. Like he can’t believe he did it again and he is just checking to make sure it’s me. I felt sorry for the asshole. He hated me, yet he couldn’t stay away. Sergei would help him get over that. If I was lucky it would be with a bullet to my head, if I wasn’t it would be something much uglier.
http://www.amazon.com/Russian-Woman-Named-Sloane-ebook/dp/B008GWP9PK
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Russian-Woman-Named-Sloane-ebook/dp/B008GWP9PK
Sloane is a sexy professional thief who has been hired by some of the richest and most powerful men in the world. She helps them complete collections they legally can't own. Precious artifacts, royal jewels and any other treasure that may be hard to obtain. Its just a game to them, but it has made her some very powerful enemies.
The most powerful of them all is her estranged husband and head of the Russian mob. Sergei isn't used to being stolen from or rejected. Sloane has done both. Will she be able to escape his clutches? Will the man he hired to capture her let her go or turn her over?
It seems bleak, but Sloane can be very persuasive and she will use any trick of the trade to get away. (pun totally intended)
If you like an erotic story that will not only turn you on, but also has characters that will entertain you as well, then Russian Pawn is for you.
It gets intense, dirty and rough and Sloane gives as good as she gets.
This story is meant only for people over the age of 18 the themes and content are very mature.
Chapter 1
The weather was humid, the kind where you need a thunder storm to clear the air. My grandmother would call it close and I always thought that was the perfect description. It was like suffocating under the touch of a hundred hot damp hands. I hated the heat, I grew up in a town hotter than hell and when I left I traveled north until I felt comfortable.
My long curly hair was matted to my back with sweat. I would give anything to pin it up off my neck, but that wasn’t possible. I had failed, what my nephew would call an epic fail. When you break your own rules, it will always bite you in the ass.
For a professional thief, rule number one is check and recheck every detail of your plan. Rule number two is trust no one. I had ignored both of those. My success had made me careless and now I had no one to blame for my predicament but myself. One of my mother’s favorite lectures crept up on me like a bible thumping ghost.
“Pride goeth before the fall Maude.” I winced at the name even being said in my head. I had been Sloane for a very long time. I took the name from the first person I killed. Oh don’t worry she deserved it. She had a cool name though and since I was looking for one I took it.
This job was supposed to be an easy get in, get out and no one get hurts. Yuri Koslov wasn’t even living here so the security would be very lax. I could grab the brooch and pocket a cool ten grand. That brings me to rule number three if something seems too good to be true it likely is.
Screaming into the empty room I yanked on the leather cuffs around my wrists. My back was aching, my arms were numb and the chains that strung me up didn’t even allow me to plant my feet flat on the floor. I had fallen right into the bastards trap.
Perspiration rolled down my back. I was only wearing a lavender bra and panty set and a pair of my favourite stilettoes, but a large fire roared beside me. Security had lit it before they stripped me and strung me up. They took great care to make sure my breasts and cunt weren’t packing heat. Perverts!
I was in Samara, Russia and apparently it was going through a bit of a heat wave. The fire was lit to make me uncomfortable. Mission accomplished.
Ian would be here soon, he wouldn’t leave anything to chance. He had been chasing me for a long time and I had finally given him the rope he needed to hang me. He was a bounty hunter and I had to admit one of the best in the business. The bounty on my head was so large it made me blush and trust me, not a whole lot makes me blush. So he had made it his personal goal in life to capture me. He didn’t want to take me to the police. No, the men who offered money for my head wanted me to go away, but quietly.
I was like a twisted Robin Hood. I stole from the rich to give to the wealthy. You see some of the filthy rich are collectors. It doesn’t matter what it is, jewels, artifacts or anything else that is coveted, but illegal to own.
If they want justice they have to resort to other means. No one has been able to bring me before their employer yet. My bounty gets higher and they get more desperate. For some they want revenge, for others capturing me has become part of the game. Ian is the only one who has been able to get me in his talented clutches. In fact he has been able to apprehend me twice. Well the second time I may have let him.
He’s a sexy motherfucker and he knows how to push my buttons. The only draw-back is he takes his job a little too seriously. He just can’t resist fucking me first; so far it has given me the advantage and the time to get away. I’d rather deal with him, then the owner of the house. Yuri is a balding fat fuck who drinks too much vodka and not enough mouth wash. I thought I might have to deal with his wrinkly prick, so tonight I would be thankful for small favours.
I heard the door open behind me. A blissful puff of cool air wafted in and caressed my damp skin. A warm hand trailed down my back and cupped my ass. I was wet already. “I am tired of having to explain to my employers why I fucked up and let you go.” Ian’s smooth deep voice sent a shiver down my spine.
His hand continued to caress my bottom. “I know I had a good time” I hoped taunting him would make him angry. Ian rarely made mistakes so anything to put him off his game, I was going to use.
“Shut the fuck up.” He pinched my butt hard. I whimpered. It didn’t hurt that bad, but a girl has to get sympathy where she can. “I don’t care how good a lay you are, I am not letting down my guard.”
“What about just your pants?”
A very hard, loud slap hit my bottom. “No foreplay if you aren’t going to fuck me Ian. That’s hardly playing fair.”
He laughed and stroked where he had hit me. “Like you know anything about playing fair.”
“Maybe not, but you still want to fuck me.”
Another ten slaps rained down on my rump, each leaving a hot burning delicious pain. I arched as much as I could into his hand. “You know I can have sex with almost any woman I want. You aren’t so special.” He wasn’t just bragging, the man was handsome, but it wasn’t his looks or even his muscular build, he had an alpha male quality that oozed from every pore. Woman turned when he walked by.
A hand wound around my waist and slammed me into his erection. “Your penis seems to be disagreeing with you. You know you want me. You’ve had what, almost three months to plan what you were going to do to me when you caught me?”
“It isn’t working Sloane.”
Oh but it was. He was already slowly stroking his cock in the crack of my sore behind as his hand slid down inside the front of my underwear. He lightly rubbed his finger up my slit, but didn’t venture inside my secret folds. It was where I needed him to go and he knew it.
“Then punish me Ian. Get me out of your system; it may be your last chance.” My voice was low and husky. The need was overwhelming. I hated the power it gave him.
Ian came around and grabbed my hair behind my head. His face was very close to mine as we looked into each other’s baby blues. I licked my lips. I wasn’t just his weakness, he was mine and I needed him out of my system just as much as he needed me out of his. Six and a half feet of hard muscles, lean body, and perfect skin topped off with a gorgeous head of black hair was very hard to resist. His big dick didn’t hurt either. Well it did a little, but in a good way.
“I want to hurt you.” His hand left my hair and wrapped around my neck. My airway was compromised, but not totally cut off. “I don’t like anyone getting under my skin, certainly not a thieving whore.” I should have been offended, but I knew what I was.
I wanted to reply, but I was saving my breath for silly things like living. Ian looked at me not with anger, but curiosity, trying to figure out what I was. I had to stay cool, but a little panic started to kick in. I was not ready to die. His grip was getting tighter.
Stars flashed in front of my eyes before he let me go. Rage flooded from every pore and the heat of his anger scorched my skin. “Sergei is coming. He will be here in less than an hour. You will not be so cocky then. He doesn’t like being betrayed.”
My voice was hoarse and compressed. “It was just a tiny brooch.” I tried to sound innocent, but he knew me better than anyone. It was a sad fact that the man who knew me best was a relative stranger, who was paid to hunt me down.
“It had belonged to Alexandra. It is worth a fortune.” Nose to nose he was so close I could taste his breathe. Mint wafted, everything about him was clean and crisp.
Keeping my mind on our conversation and not how much I wanted to kiss him I continued. “My employer tried to buy it fair and square. I can’t help it if he had to resort to other means.”
I closed my eyes as he molded his body into mine, every hard angle of his muscular torso driving waves of pleasure through my bound form. His mouth was at my ear. “I want to fuck you raw. I want to fuck you day and night until you are out of my system.” His tongue circled my ear. “I don’t have that luxury. I guess I’ll just have to quit you cold turkey and hope never seeing you again rids me of your constant presence in my head.”
Oh! I was so wet. I tried to arch up into him. His arm circled my back and his lips came down on mine. His tongue pierced my mouth. It was a violent kiss, where lips are bruised and teeth sometimes scrape. I moaned as his erection hit that perfect spot. He pushed me back and slapped my face. My tongue snaked out to lick off the blood from my split lip.
Breathing heavily, he supported himself with his hands on his knees. “Once you are gone then I can get on with my life.” He said it out loud, but he wasn’t talking to me.
I couldn’t take it anymore. “Just fuck me you bastard. Tie me to the bed. How could I get away then? Ian if Sergei comes and takes me it may be the last orgasm I have.” I was desperate now. Sergei would make me pay and if I was lucky he would kill me sooner rather than later. He was a creative bastard too. I had to get out of these chains.
His eyes widen then he laughed. “I have heard he is a dud in bed is that why you left him?”
“I left him because he is a giant ass hat and our marriage was the result of too much vodka and too little sense. The best thing that little prick ever did for me was allow me to know the layout of his home so stealing that brooch was easy.”
“Will he hurt you?” His eyes softened. It was only a second before they steeled again, but I caught it.
“Oh yes. He will be ruthless. I humiliated him, whatever he does will have to make up for that. I know I only have myself to blame, but its…well it isn’t going to be pretty.” I looked away feigning fear, although I didn’t have to ham it up too much. Before Sergei became the big boss, he was an enforcer and they called him the butcher. Getting involved with the head of the Russian mob was the most moronic thing I had ever done.
Ian shook his head, like he couldn’t believe what he was going to do. Reaching up to unhook my arms he braced himself to take my weight. Men are such sentimental idiots. They can’t resist a damsel in distress. I wanted to make my move now, but my arms were lead weights hanging off the side of my body. Ian walked me over to the bed and I had no way to stop him. We shuffled over to the giant bed in the corner of the room. He shackled my wrists to the bedposts. What kind of crazy shit was this Yuri guy into?
My legs spread open over the silky cover on the bed. He kneeled in between them and started to undress. Ian wasn’t overly buff, but he was fit and he was inhumanly strong. It had saved his life many times when his opponent underestimated him.
The look on his face changed back and forth from lust to hate. I ached to trace the scar that ran from his left nipple into his pants. When he was naked he laid over me. He was still for a long, he was such a tease. His hard cock nestled against my side, but that is not where I wanted it.
Snapping out of his trance he shredded my bra and sucked my sensitive nipple into his mouth. His teeth bit into my tender flesh until it was painful and then his tongue lapped it away.
“Untie me I want to touch you.”
A playful smirk lit up his face. “Did you honestly think that would work?”
“A girl can dream can’t she?”
Lips, soft and dry moved lightly up my neck until his tongue flicked around my earlobe. Hot breath scorched me as he spoke. “I can’t resist you. I have lived my life with discipline and you have taken that. You are a thief through and through.” I smiled to myself. Of all the things I had taken, that felt like my favorite.
I was ready and I didn’t need any more foreplay. “Just fuck me Ian we don’t have much time.” I didn’t like the desperation in my voice.
“If you insist.” He ripped my panties and plunged into me with one thrust. He was a monster and I loved every inch. Pounding me hard, his thrusts pushed me up the bed until I hit the oak headboard. He knew my body and everything he did was just right. I must be truly twisted that the only man who can play my body so effortlessly, is one I hardly even know.
Then we flipped over and I was sitting on top of him. It was awkward at first. I still had my hands chained to the bed, but there was enough slack to make it work. I started slow. Rocking back and forth, I could tell he wanted me to speed up, but his needs didn’t interest me right now. His hands went to my hips and it became a fight for tempo. I struggled to slow down and he tried to force me to speed up.
Another bout of vertigo and I was bent over with my rump in the air and upper half support by the plethora of pillows. He was pounding me again. I had to use every bit of strength to stay upright. “Get out of my head bitch. I can’t have you in there anymore.”
I was coming and I wanted more. “Play with my clit, I want to come again.”
“Controlling bitch.” He did it though. His last stroke he held himself there as he came inside me. Then we collapsed on the bed laying side by side, each of us gulping in air like we had run a marathon. He kissed my back and neck, so tender after what had just happened. “Sloane?”
Always at the end he whispers my name. Like he can’t believe he did it again and he is just checking to make sure it’s me. I felt sorry for the asshole. He hated me, yet he couldn’t stay away. Sergei would help him get over that. If I was lucky it would be with a bullet to my head, if I wasn’t it would be something much uglier.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Blood, Loss and Self Promotion
I recently did a free promo, giving away 1200 books. It feels weird that I have that many people potentially reading my work. I had such a hard time for so long to let anyone read it and now it is out there for all to see. I have received positive reviews and that has really boosted my sales. I didn't know how important a review could be until one reviewer from the UK read my book and raved about it. She has her own blog and reviews books all the time. This has bumped up my says immensely. I had never sold more than a couple books in the UK before and now I am almost selling as many there as I am in the states.
It has taught be that when I like or love a book I should share it by writing even a small quick review. Pay it forward as they say. That author has worked hard to entertain me and now I want to repay in kind. Especially for indie authors who have to do all their promoting themselves. So in that vein I am going to do a little self promoting of my own.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
http://www.amazon.de/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
If you lost everything that made you who you are could you recover?
Would you be stronger than before or would you crumble under the mountain of grief?
When Cassandra Myles is faced with this question her answer is to do what ever it takes to move on. She rebuilds her life and finds happiness once again. She doesn't do it alone, she has two very special men in her life, who have been there for her while she has recovered.
One is her boss. His name is Quintus and he is a very old and very powerful vampire. He took her under his wing when she needed someone and now she would do anything to repay that debt.
The other is her roommate Declan. He is caring, charming, gorgeous and in her eyes perfect in every way except one. Cassandra feels they are meant for each other and Declan feels he is meant for every woman who walks in his bar.
Life might not be perfect, but it was filled with possibilities and she was going to meet them with strength, courage and when all else fails a huge dose of sarcasm.
Then Quintus comes to her and tells her what was once lost can now be restored. A painful part of her past can be undone. Will this make her life complete or should some things remain buried.
This novel contains several erotic scenes that may cause an increased heart rate and other more pleasant side effects. This novel is not meant for a younger reader.
If I wasn’t his best friend I might have called him a slut. He uses his job as a bartender to pick up anything that walks in his bar without an Adams apple. He has never once brought any of these skanks to our home, but he does stay out all night several times each week. That is why I don’t understand his angry dad routine when I have a platonic dinner with my boss. He was clearly not interested in me. I had made it as clear as I could and still keep a little pride that I was available and he never made one move on me.
Sometimes I just get the cold shoulder and sometimes he loses his mind. If he wasn’t such a sweet guy in every other way I don’t think I would put up with it. I swung the front door open bracing myself for a conversation I had a thousand times already.
“Sorry I’m late Dad. I tried to make curfew.” Maybe if I kept it light so would he.
His moss green eyes narrowed to slits, radiating anger from every pore. “You know for someone who has been through what you have, you’re still pretty naïve when it comes to vampires.”
I wish I had the strength to knock that smug look off his face. My hands formed into fists anyway. “Seriously Declan I am not in the mood for this. You’re like a broken record.”
“I can’t believe you’d trust him enough to let him kiss your neck.”
My eyes widened and I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. I hadn’t thought of it that way, but if Quintus really wanted my blood he could have had it six ways from Sunday by now. I was alone with him all the time. “That is none of your business.”
I brushed by him to go to my room, but he grabbed my arm. I tried to pull away and it only made him tighten his grip. “You let that corpse kiss your neck and I saw the look on your face. You were aroused.”
“That is the line Declan and you have so crossed it.”
“Are you fucking him?”
“What do you care?”
He pulled me closer. His breathe tickling my ear as he spoke. “I care Sweets. You know I do. He isn’t good enough for you.”
“You are overreacting. I haven’t had sex with him. Quintus has been nothing but good to me. I am tired of this. You have to stop doing this Declan.”
“I just hate to see his hands on you. It is very inappropriate for a boss to be all over one of his employees.”
“What do you care Declan you fuck anything that walks in your bar and I hug Quintus good bye and you freak out. Hell you told me once you did your manager on a pallet of beer. So don’t pull that one.”
“Those girls don’t mean anything to me. They are just a means to an end.”
“Wow that is romantic. What a catch you are.”
I couldn’t tell if he looked hurt or ashamed. I hoped it was both. “Don’t be mad, I just want what is best for you.” I was mad at him, but I knew he meant what he said.
“I was hugging Quintus because he has a meeting with Illi. He is pretty sure she is going to lift the geis. So if you want what is best for me then that includes Quintus. He may have finally found a way to get my magic back.” He dropped his eyes to the floor and let go of my arm. I went to my room and gave my door a very satisfying slam.
It has taught be that when I like or love a book I should share it by writing even a small quick review. Pay it forward as they say. That author has worked hard to entertain me and now I want to repay in kind. Especially for indie authors who have to do all their promoting themselves. So in that vein I am going to do a little self promoting of my own.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
http://www.amazon.de/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
If you lost everything that made you who you are could you recover?
Would you be stronger than before or would you crumble under the mountain of grief?
When Cassandra Myles is faced with this question her answer is to do what ever it takes to move on. She rebuilds her life and finds happiness once again. She doesn't do it alone, she has two very special men in her life, who have been there for her while she has recovered.
One is her boss. His name is Quintus and he is a very old and very powerful vampire. He took her under his wing when she needed someone and now she would do anything to repay that debt.
The other is her roommate Declan. He is caring, charming, gorgeous and in her eyes perfect in every way except one. Cassandra feels they are meant for each other and Declan feels he is meant for every woman who walks in his bar.
Life might not be perfect, but it was filled with possibilities and she was going to meet them with strength, courage and when all else fails a huge dose of sarcasm.
Then Quintus comes to her and tells her what was once lost can now be restored. A painful part of her past can be undone. Will this make her life complete or should some things remain buried.
This novel contains several erotic scenes that may cause an increased heart rate and other more pleasant side effects. This novel is not meant for a younger reader.
If I wasn’t his best friend I might have called him a slut. He uses his job as a bartender to pick up anything that walks in his bar without an Adams apple. He has never once brought any of these skanks to our home, but he does stay out all night several times each week. That is why I don’t understand his angry dad routine when I have a platonic dinner with my boss. He was clearly not interested in me. I had made it as clear as I could and still keep a little pride that I was available and he never made one move on me.
Sometimes I just get the cold shoulder and sometimes he loses his mind. If he wasn’t such a sweet guy in every other way I don’t think I would put up with it. I swung the front door open bracing myself for a conversation I had a thousand times already.
“Sorry I’m late Dad. I tried to make curfew.” Maybe if I kept it light so would he.
His moss green eyes narrowed to slits, radiating anger from every pore. “You know for someone who has been through what you have, you’re still pretty naïve when it comes to vampires.”
I wish I had the strength to knock that smug look off his face. My hands formed into fists anyway. “Seriously Declan I am not in the mood for this. You’re like a broken record.”
“I can’t believe you’d trust him enough to let him kiss your neck.”
My eyes widened and I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. I hadn’t thought of it that way, but if Quintus really wanted my blood he could have had it six ways from Sunday by now. I was alone with him all the time. “That is none of your business.”
I brushed by him to go to my room, but he grabbed my arm. I tried to pull away and it only made him tighten his grip. “You let that corpse kiss your neck and I saw the look on your face. You were aroused.”
“That is the line Declan and you have so crossed it.”
“Are you fucking him?”
“What do you care?”
He pulled me closer. His breathe tickling my ear as he spoke. “I care Sweets. You know I do. He isn’t good enough for you.”
“You are overreacting. I haven’t had sex with him. Quintus has been nothing but good to me. I am tired of this. You have to stop doing this Declan.”
“I just hate to see his hands on you. It is very inappropriate for a boss to be all over one of his employees.”
“What do you care Declan you fuck anything that walks in your bar and I hug Quintus good bye and you freak out. Hell you told me once you did your manager on a pallet of beer. So don’t pull that one.”
“Those girls don’t mean anything to me. They are just a means to an end.”
“Wow that is romantic. What a catch you are.”
I couldn’t tell if he looked hurt or ashamed. I hoped it was both. “Don’t be mad, I just want what is best for you.” I was mad at him, but I knew he meant what he said.
“I was hugging Quintus because he has a meeting with Illi. He is pretty sure she is going to lift the geis. So if you want what is best for me then that includes Quintus. He may have finally found a way to get my magic back.” He dropped his eyes to the floor and let go of my arm. I went to my room and gave my door a very satisfying slam.
I hope you enjoyed this sample and decide to buy. My next Post will be about my other book Russian Pawn so stay tuned.
Monday, July 23, 2012
When the Smut Hits the Fan
I have recently published my first erotic novel. I read erotica always have. I enjoy it and am not afraid for people to know this about me...accept... Well truth be told when it came out I never told my parents or any other older close relative. Why? When I write I don't necessarily only write about my own fantasies, but they are in there, so do I want my mom and dad reading these things ah no. I certainly don't want to know that they have.
My mother checked out my book Russian Pawn. She called it dirty. I told her well don't read it. No actually please please don't read it. My great Aunt wanted to download my books. I had to ask her daughter to convince her that Blood and Loss was an awesome read, but my other book was not for her.
Does this make me repressed, ashamed of who I am or a hypocrite? No I don't think so. I believe a woman has a right to enjoy erotica, porn, etc in whatever way they choose as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else. Woman (and men but lets face it in my experience men can have sex with the house on fire as long as he knows he has another 5 minutes before the roof caves in) especially those of us with kids and jobs be they stay at home or any other kind have a burden of worries, to-dos, responsibilities etc that weigh us down and sometimes sex is the last thing on the list. Reading can be a way to take our minds off it and maybe slip into someone else shoes for a while.
So if those shoes happen to be five inch stilettos and the story line happens to be -insert sexual fantasy here- then when she lays down her book she will likely be in the mood to lay down with her man. If she doesn't have one, maybe she can at least please herself and get in a little stress relief.
Clearly 50 shades of grey hit a nerve. There are so many good erotica books out there. The range is endless. It doesn't have to be of the soccer mom variety a la 50SOG either. It can be hard core BDSM, whether she wants be be the S or the M. It can be a romance with the guy from the other side of the tracks. It can be as in my book a woman who is strong, kick-ass adrenaline junkie who enjoys sex in all flavours, but vanilla and uses that to her advantage. The important thing is that when you read it you feel turned on.
Then buy a bunch of them. In whatever form you prefer. Read them in the tub, at bedtime etc then when you feel that tingle down below call your man in the room and tell him how to satisfy it, or don't maybe you want to do it yourself either way you will be in a much better frame of mind. Oh and don't worry about the kids, that's why they have bedtimes and locks on the bathroom door.
So ladies (and gentlemen) go buy my book or whatever other smut that helps you reach the finish line sit back and enjoy.
My mother checked out my book Russian Pawn. She called it dirty. I told her well don't read it. No actually please please don't read it. My great Aunt wanted to download my books. I had to ask her daughter to convince her that Blood and Loss was an awesome read, but my other book was not for her.
Does this make me repressed, ashamed of who I am or a hypocrite? No I don't think so. I believe a woman has a right to enjoy erotica, porn, etc in whatever way they choose as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else. Woman (and men but lets face it in my experience men can have sex with the house on fire as long as he knows he has another 5 minutes before the roof caves in) especially those of us with kids and jobs be they stay at home or any other kind have a burden of worries, to-dos, responsibilities etc that weigh us down and sometimes sex is the last thing on the list. Reading can be a way to take our minds off it and maybe slip into someone else shoes for a while.
So if those shoes happen to be five inch stilettos and the story line happens to be -insert sexual fantasy here- then when she lays down her book she will likely be in the mood to lay down with her man. If she doesn't have one, maybe she can at least please herself and get in a little stress relief.
Clearly 50 shades of grey hit a nerve. There are so many good erotica books out there. The range is endless. It doesn't have to be of the soccer mom variety a la 50SOG either. It can be hard core BDSM, whether she wants be be the S or the M. It can be a romance with the guy from the other side of the tracks. It can be as in my book a woman who is strong, kick-ass adrenaline junkie who enjoys sex in all flavours, but vanilla and uses that to her advantage. The important thing is that when you read it you feel turned on.
Then buy a bunch of them. In whatever form you prefer. Read them in the tub, at bedtime etc then when you feel that tingle down below call your man in the room and tell him how to satisfy it, or don't maybe you want to do it yourself either way you will be in a much better frame of mind. Oh and don't worry about the kids, that's why they have bedtimes and locks on the bathroom door.
So ladies (and gentlemen) go buy my book or whatever other smut that helps you reach the finish line sit back and enjoy.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
I've Been A Bad Bad Girl
I must apologize for not updating my blog for such a long time. Time gets away and then you can't believe its been three weeks. One of the reasons for such a long hiatus is the farm. We grow organic veggies and fruit and it is our busy season. I have been slaving away as much as possible outside. We have been weeding, picking and planting. I will try not to let my outside job interfere with my inside job again.
I have been busy writing too. I am on my second draft for the second book in my Cassandra Myles series. It is coming along and I am confidant that it should be ready by the end of October. I want it out for Christmas.
I had a two day free promo for both of y books and it was a great success. I gave away 1280 books and have since increased sales and have received some awesome reviews. It has been such a positive fun experience, that I will definitely do it again.
I have been busy writing too. I am on my second draft for the second book in my Cassandra Myles series. It is coming along and I am confidant that it should be ready by the end of October. I want it out for Christmas.
I had a two day free promo for both of y books and it was a great success. I gave away 1280 books and have since increased sales and have received some awesome reviews. It has been such a positive fun experience, that I will definitely do it again.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Russian Pawn
Russian Pawn is now available for only 99 cents. It is an introductory offer only and will only be available at this price for a short time. So get it while its hot. (well my book will always be hot). It involves very adult content so please only buy if you are over 18 years old.
I am already outlining the next in the series so if you enjoy Sloane and Ian, they will be back in the next book.
Blood and Loss is doing well and it is priced at 2.99 for the summer. It will make sitting in the sun an even hotter experience. I am currently editing and reworking book two and hoped to be done by November so I can have it ready for Christmas.
This weekend was the first time since I published Blood and Loss that I took time off from promoting. It was a nice getaway, but now it feels like I am very far behind. We go to my parents cottage on the weekends in the summer and there is no internet access. While not great for my profile on twitter, it was great for writing. You can't be distracted by checking email, facebook etc. So I think when it is crunch time this fall and I really need to finish up my sequel to Blood and Loss, heading down to the cottage might be the thing I need. We don't even have a TV. Sitting on the porch swing writing on my laptop while taking time to enjoy the view of the lake makes me think I am a pretty lucky writer.
I am already outlining the next in the series so if you enjoy Sloane and Ian, they will be back in the next book.
Blood and Loss is doing well and it is priced at 2.99 for the summer. It will make sitting in the sun an even hotter experience. I am currently editing and reworking book two and hoped to be done by November so I can have it ready for Christmas.
This weekend was the first time since I published Blood and Loss that I took time off from promoting. It was a nice getaway, but now it feels like I am very far behind. We go to my parents cottage on the weekends in the summer and there is no internet access. While not great for my profile on twitter, it was great for writing. You can't be distracted by checking email, facebook etc. So I think when it is crunch time this fall and I really need to finish up my sequel to Blood and Loss, heading down to the cottage might be the thing I need. We don't even have a TV. Sitting on the porch swing writing on my laptop while taking time to enjoy the view of the lake makes me think I am a pretty lucky writer.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Russian Pawn is Done
After an unfortunate delay I have finally finished Russian Pawn. I am excited to go live, but I am going away for the weekend and I think I will publish it on the second of July. So I hope every one is going to get this first installment of my new series.
Sloane is a sexy professional thief who has been hired by some of the richest and most powerful men in the world. She helps them complete collections they legally can't own. Precious artifacts, royal jewels and any other treasure that may be hard obtain. Its just a game to them, but it has made her some very powerful enemies.
The most powerful of them all is her estranged husband and head of the Russian mob. Sergei isn't used to being stolen from or rejected. Sloane has done both. Will she be able to escape his clutches? Will the man he hired to capture her let her go or turn her over?
It seems bleak, but Sloane can be very persuasive and she will use any trick of the trade to get away. (pun totally intended)
If you like an erotic story that will not only turn you on, but also has a storyline and characters that will entertain you as well, then Russian Pawn is for you.
It gets intense, dirty and rough and Sloane gives as good as she gets.
Monday, June 25, 2012
People of the World
http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
here is the link for all kindle users in the United States and Canada
http://www.amazon.es/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
here is the link for those in the UK
http://www.amazon.fr/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
here is the kindle link for France
New Author starts of with a bang with this fantastic new series! The lead character shows both a vulnerability and a growing strength. I greatly anticipate the next installment to see how she grows into her strength, and to experience the new adventures the cast of characters will develope around. I'm so happy that I picked this one up!
just one of the five star reviews
http://www.amazon.de/Blood-Cassandrayles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
the kindle link for Germany
http://www.amazon.it/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
the kindle link for Italy
http://www.amazon.es/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
kindle link for Spain
Here are all the kindle links for my book. I hope you check it out no matter where you live. It will have you sleepless until you are done.
I can't get the links to work for some reason, but if you copy and paste it should work. I willkeep trying.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Therapy for the Multitasker
As I was putting away my 12th load of laundry (no that isn't exaggeration for effect), I started thinking about all the other things I needed to do. Like weed my garden, clean my kitchen, make supper, take care of my sick son ( he just has a sore throat), write my blog, check on my facebook page, tweet about my book, work on my next book, water my garden, try to get more followers and make a list of everything else I have to do so I don't forget.
Now I know I am not the only person out there who has these things to do and maybe even more. I am writing about this, because I am wondering when you spread yourself thin can you do any of these well? Do you just muddle through and hope for the best? Do you become uber type A superwoman who has every moment of life scheduled down to bathroom breaks? (shudders in horror) Do you just jump from one project to the next hoping something gets done?
I do a little of all three.
Hoping for the best can never hurt. Some days that is all you have. Big fat hope that tomorrow will not be quite the shit storm today is. This may come in the form of selling more books then you have in a while, your kids helping with the housework, your hubby making supper or even an extra retweet you weren't expecting.
Scheduling is not my forte. If I set a schedule and then don't get everything done, then I get stressed and work until I either can't because of exhaustion or until someone tells me to take a chill pill and relax for a second. So I do a loose kind of schedule where I work until 10am on my writing and tweeting and blogging. Then I work outside in the garden until lunch. Afternoon is the same as the morning. Write for an hour then work outside. After supper I spend with the kids and then I write some more. So that is me scheduling and jumping everyday.
You must do whatever fits into your life. Remember it is also okay to schedule a time for nothing. That is sometimes the hardest thing to do when you always feel like you are behind. Your family needs your time as well. Mine has been super supportive, but I still feel the guilt when I am inside and my husband is outside playing with the kids.
So if I have to answer the question am I doing any of these things to the best of my ability, then the honest answer would be no. I am trying my best and this period of transition will end and maybe things will get easier. It will right? The first year we owned the farm I was having a panic attack over not being able to do it. By the next season my husband was across the country for 3 months and not only did I do it, but I did it with no help and kids to take care of by myself. So this year I added a book in the mix. Maybe next year I will wonder why I was so stressed. Of course next year I won't release a book in the spring. (see I can also learn from my mistakes).
I feel like I was just in a therapists office and my 60 minutes is up. So I will toddle off feeling a little better from unloading. Deep breathe....ahhhh.
happy reading
Electa
Now I know I am not the only person out there who has these things to do and maybe even more. I am writing about this, because I am wondering when you spread yourself thin can you do any of these well? Do you just muddle through and hope for the best? Do you become uber type A superwoman who has every moment of life scheduled down to bathroom breaks? (shudders in horror) Do you just jump from one project to the next hoping something gets done?
I do a little of all three.
Hoping for the best can never hurt. Some days that is all you have. Big fat hope that tomorrow will not be quite the shit storm today is. This may come in the form of selling more books then you have in a while, your kids helping with the housework, your hubby making supper or even an extra retweet you weren't expecting.
Scheduling is not my forte. If I set a schedule and then don't get everything done, then I get stressed and work until I either can't because of exhaustion or until someone tells me to take a chill pill and relax for a second. So I do a loose kind of schedule where I work until 10am on my writing and tweeting and blogging. Then I work outside in the garden until lunch. Afternoon is the same as the morning. Write for an hour then work outside. After supper I spend with the kids and then I write some more. So that is me scheduling and jumping everyday.
You must do whatever fits into your life. Remember it is also okay to schedule a time for nothing. That is sometimes the hardest thing to do when you always feel like you are behind. Your family needs your time as well. Mine has been super supportive, but I still feel the guilt when I am inside and my husband is outside playing with the kids.
So if I have to answer the question am I doing any of these things to the best of my ability, then the honest answer would be no. I am trying my best and this period of transition will end and maybe things will get easier. It will right? The first year we owned the farm I was having a panic attack over not being able to do it. By the next season my husband was across the country for 3 months and not only did I do it, but I did it with no help and kids to take care of by myself. So this year I added a book in the mix. Maybe next year I will wonder why I was so stressed. Of course next year I won't release a book in the spring. (see I can also learn from my mistakes).
I feel like I was just in a therapists office and my 60 minutes is up. So I will toddle off feeling a little better from unloading. Deep breathe....ahhhh.
happy reading
Electa
Monday, June 18, 2012
Blood Sex Loss and Russia
“My eyes are up here Goldilocks.” He pointed to the body part in question.
Oh! Just great, I got caught checking out the sexy vampire. He was arrogant enough. He certainly didn’t need me feeding his ego.
an excerpt from Blood and Loss
“I can’t help it. It has been a long time since I shared a bed with a human and I forgot how a night of sleep can… transform you.”
“You are no piece of cake to wake up to either.” He actually looked good enough to eat, but I wasn’t about to tell him that.
“Would you like me to check your hair for creatures or anything else that may be lurking in there? It does look rather nest like” His voice was playful, but I was in no mood for being teased.
“Do you charm all the ladies with that silver tongue?”
Blood and Loss http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Cassandra-Myles-Series-ebook/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
the section below is not for a reader under 18
“Shut the fuck up.” He pinched my butt hard. I whimpered. It didn’t hurt that bad, but a girl has to get sympathy where she can. “I don’t care how good a lay you are, I am not letting down my guard.”
“What about just your pants?”
A very hard, loud slap hit my bottom. “No foreplay if you aren’t going to fuck me Ian. That is hardly playing fair.”
From the soon to be released Russian Pawn.
“I don’t like anyone getting under my skin, certainly not a thieving whore.” I should have been offended, but I knew what I was.
From the soon to be released Russian Pawn.
Please take a look at Blood and Loss on Amazon.com or Amazon.uk
It is worth the read. You will laugh, cry and have a few other naughtier emotions.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
New Cover For Blood and Loss
I have designed a new cover for Blood and Loss. I really think it is much better than the first. Tell me what you think.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Rewrites, Strawberries and Missed Deadlines
Blood and Loss is doing well, but if you get the chance you need to take a look for yourself and dive into the world of vampires, werewolves, witches and the fae. I have finally solved the problem of how to start the second book. I have started book two ten different ways and wasn't satisfied with any of them. So on my drive into the city to get my hair done and an hour to kill I solved it. Won't say anything because it would be a major spoiler, but when you read it, just know that the first chapter was not an easy one. I love when you finally click with a scene and you know you made the right decision.
I will have to postpone my release date for Russian Pawn. I hate missing a deadline, but I can't release it if it isn't ready. I really like this book and there is a section I can't get right. Plus I also have a hobby farm and it is our busy season and maybe a book release was a little too ambitious. Strawberries won't wait on the vine for me to rewrite a chapter.
On the whole things are going very well.
happy reading,
Electa
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_ybGWpb0APWJK9
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Russian Pawn
Russian Pawn is due out June 15th. So far I am on schedule. It isn't your normal erotica. Russian Pawn is the first installment about a thief named Sloane. She steals priceless objects for her clients, when buying is not an option. Her clients are rich and collecting is serious business. Sloane is the best, but her success has earned her many powerful enemies. Men and women who want her dead for revenge or as a preventative measure will pay any price to see her taken down. Ian is a bounty hunter and he is hired to capture Sloane. He has captured her before, but she has always escaped. Will this one stick? Will the man who hired Ian take his revenge on Sloane's body. You will have to read to find out. This book is not for anyone under 18. There are very adult sex scenes. If a whip and paddle make you pale this book isn't for you. Sloane can take it can you?
Monday, June 11, 2012
5 Star Review
5.0 out of 5 stars This book is now among my top 10 favorite Vampire books :), May 23, 2012
By Elaine L - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Blood and Loss (Cassandra Myles Witch Series) (Kindle Edition)
I found myself with some "precious me time". I opted to read a book over watching TV alone. So I searched amazon.com for a new book to download on my PC kindle. I poured myself a glass of wine and escaped in Cassandra's Myles world for a few hours. I don't want to give away the plot but these are some of the things you should know about the book . It takes place in Canada, beautiful Nova Scotia, Vancouver and Alberta are mentioned in the book. The story includes witches, vampires and more .... the book gets better with every chapter and leaves you wanting more at the end. Oh and how could I forget, it is actually funny, the author could have you wanting to cry one minute and laughing out loud the next. I am eagerly awaiting for Electa Graham to release the next book in the Casandra Myles Witch Series.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q Here is the link to my book. You can download the first few chapters free. So kick the tires and try it out risk free. You can also read the other reviews.
Happy Reading,
Electa
Sunday, June 10, 2012
True Blood
True Blood is on tonight and I am too excited. I may have to have a coffee to stay up, but I will be staying up. Join me tomorrow so we can talk about it. It is the season of the bromance. So lots of screen time for Eric and Bill. You can't go wrong there.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Meet the Characters
Lucius is a sexy vampire. He is tall and broad. Unlike most vampires his muscles aren't long and lean, but thick and bulky. With his closely cropped hair and piercing blue eyes he looks like the drill sergeant from hell. He scares the shit out of Cassandra, until he is the one who is responsible to keep her safe and everything is about to change.
Lucius is just one character who may keep you up at night, but in a good way.
Quintus is a 2000 year old vampire. He would do anything for Cassandra. He is the one who helped her when she needed it most. He helped her rebuild her life when everything was taken and she felt she couldn't go on. He has made it his mission to give her back what was taken. Now when it seems he has finally succeeded, Cassandra is in more danger than ever.
Quintus would do anything to make Cassandra happy. If making her happy means he has to never see her again, could he except it and walk away?
Declan is Cassandra's roommate. He is the human in her life and she loves him. She would like more than just a friendship, but Declan gets around. Declan uses his job as a bartender to chase after everything in a skirt and tells Cassandra he is not ready for a relationship. If this is true why is he so jealous of the other men in her life? The answer is good. So good you won't see it coming.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q/ref=tsm_1_fb_lk
Friday, June 8, 2012
Quotes from my Book
Hello all those lovers of the sensual and the fanged. It has finally arrived. It is the weekend we finally get to see True Blood season 5. I can not wait. I have read Charlaine Harris' latest to get me in the mood. We shall see where Mr. Bell et al takes us this year. One place we know we get to revisit is a Bontemp that has Russel Edgington in it. He really was too good a character to just leave under the ground. Speaking of that, I am hoping they explain the whole Godric speaking to Eric from the great beyond.
I will be giving my opinion about the episode on Monday so if you want to discuss it please join me and leave your comments. Can't wait to see what everyone thinks.
I haven't worked much more on my novels. Yesterday I was working in the garden and I have a ton to catch up on. So today I will leave you with a few snippits from Blood and Loss and Russian Pawn. Hope you enjoy them. Russian Pawn comes out the 15th and Blood and Loss is available now. I hope you give them both a read.
“Since when do you take orders from Quintus and you didn’t have to have him in your bed.”
“Technically I take orders from him all the time, he is my boss.”
“So he told you to have Mr. Muscles sleep in your bed?”
“What do you care who is in my bed, it isn’t like you’ve ever shown any interest in being there.” Wow, my amazing ability to make an awkward situation even more uncomfortable never fails to shine.
I will be giving my opinion about the episode on Monday so if you want to discuss it please join me and leave your comments. Can't wait to see what everyone thinks.
I haven't worked much more on my novels. Yesterday I was working in the garden and I have a ton to catch up on. So today I will leave you with a few snippits from Blood and Loss and Russian Pawn. Hope you enjoy them. Russian Pawn comes out the 15th and Blood and Loss is available now. I hope you give them both a read.
“Since when do you take orders from Quintus and you didn’t have to have him in your bed.”
“Technically I take orders from him all the time, he is my boss.”
“So he told you to have Mr. Muscles sleep in your bed?”
“What do you care who is in my bed, it isn’t like you’ve ever shown any interest in being there.” Wow, my amazing ability to make an awkward situation even more uncomfortable never fails to shine.
from Blood and Loss I hope you enjoyed it. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
please don't read the quote below if you are either under 18 or you have a sensitivity to harsh language and spicy dialogue.
“Shut the fuck up.” He pinched my butt hard. I whimpered. It didn’t hurt that bad, but a girl has to get sympathy where she can. “I don’t care how good a lay you are, I am not letting down my guard.”
“What about just your pants?”
He gave me a very hard slap to my bottom. “No foreplay if you aren’t going to fuck me.”
from Russian Pawn. I hope you check it out when it is available.
happy reading,
Electa
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Potpourri
Her are some tiny teasers from Blood and Loss, I hope you enjoy.
His cool lips moved across my neck, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. “You are important to me too. I have come to rely on you. I haven’t done that in a long time. Now go inside before your roommate wears a hole in your floor from his pacing.”
Lucius had already made himself at home. He was lying in my bed wearing only his boxers. I only ever thought of him as scary, but right now he looked so sexy I had to close my mouth to prevent excess drool from escaping. His muscular chest begged for me to run my hands over it. I swallowed hard trying to come out of my hormone induced trance.
“My eyes are up here Goldilocks.” He pointed to the body part in question.
Oh! Just great, I got caught checking out the sexy vampire. He was arrogant enough. He certainly didn’t need me feeding his ego. “You are not staying in my bed.” Could you die from embarrassment? I think I was slipping away.
Working on another series has been good for the creative process. I enjoy going back and forth. Cassandra, the main character in Blood and Loss is such a complex character. She is strong because she allows herself to be vulnerable. She feels it all and keeps going, because as she says what is the alternative. Her struggle to always do the right thing and keep those she loves safe makes her road a hard one to walk.
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Sloane is almost the polar opposite. She can take a punch like the toughest man and will use anything at her disposal to win. She owes no loyalty to anyone except herself. The thief leads a dangerous life and having feelings for someone would make her weak. Her deepest connection to anyone is to the man who has been paid to capture her. He is her weakness. She hates him, but she has never wanted a man more in her whole life. They are each others chink in the armor. Sometimes the death of the other seems like the only solution.
Part one of my Sloane series is almost finished. I am editing it now. I am far from done part two of the Cassandra Myles series, but the first draft has been written. It just needs to be edited. The good thing about this time around is I have a lot of volunteers for beta readers. So I hope you enjoy the tease and the update. I would love to hear from you.
happy reading
Electa
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
His cool lips moved across my neck, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. “You are important to me too. I have come to rely on you. I haven’t done that in a long time. Now go inside before your roommate wears a hole in your floor from his pacing.”
Lucius had already made himself at home. He was lying in my bed wearing only his boxers. I only ever thought of him as scary, but right now he looked so sexy I had to close my mouth to prevent excess drool from escaping. His muscular chest begged for me to run my hands over it. I swallowed hard trying to come out of my hormone induced trance.
“My eyes are up here Goldilocks.” He pointed to the body part in question.
Oh! Just great, I got caught checking out the sexy vampire. He was arrogant enough. He certainly didn’t need me feeding his ego. “You are not staying in my bed.” Could you die from embarrassment? I think I was slipping away.
Working on another series has been good for the creative process. I enjoy going back and forth. Cassandra, the main character in Blood and Loss is such a complex character. She is strong because she allows herself to be vulnerable. She feels it all and keeps going, because as she says what is the alternative. Her struggle to always do the right thing and keep those she loves safe makes her road a hard one to walk.
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Sloane is almost the polar opposite. She can take a punch like the toughest man and will use anything at her disposal to win. She owes no loyalty to anyone except herself. The thief leads a dangerous life and having feelings for someone would make her weak. Her deepest connection to anyone is to the man who has been paid to capture her. He is her weakness. She hates him, but she has never wanted a man more in her whole life. They are each others chink in the armor. Sometimes the death of the other seems like the only solution.Part one of my Sloane series is almost finished. I am editing it now. I am far from done part two of the Cassandra Myles series, but the first draft has been written. It just needs to be edited. The good thing about this time around is I have a lot of volunteers for beta readers. So I hope you enjoy the tease and the update. I would love to hear from you.
happy reading
Electa
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
A Change is as Good as a Rest
I am still working on the sequel to Blood and Loss, but sometimes my mind wanders and it wants a change of pace. So I have started a new series. It is erotica, but not your typical variety. The lead character is Sloane - " I had been Sloane for a very long time. I took the name from the first person I killed. Oh don’t worry she deserved it. She had a cool name though."
Sloane is a strong capable professional thief. She doesn't steal the family silverware and large screen TVs, but things the very rich and powerful covet, but can't buy. She deals with these rich powerful men and women, but because she is Sloane she plays by her own rules. This gets her in trouble. She has a bounty on her head that makes her blush thinking at how high the figure is. Ian is the man who always comes closest to catching her, but they have a strong attraction to each other that Sloane uses to her advantage.
Sloane uses everything in her arsenal of tricks to get in, get out and remain alive. She is an expert in weapons, street fighting and seduction. All is fair with those she deals with and sometimes a sway of the hip or flick of the tongue is more powerful than her glock. In the first installment Russian Pawn, Sloane finds herself being hunted by the Russian mob, they have hired Ian to finally find her and bring her back to Sergei. He wants to punish her for leaving him. No one leaves Sergei. Will Sloane make it out alive and if so which weapon will she use.
Russian Pawn is due to be released on June 15th. Keep the date open.
Sloane is a strong capable professional thief. She doesn't steal the family silverware and large screen TVs, but things the very rich and powerful covet, but can't buy. She deals with these rich powerful men and women, but because she is Sloane she plays by her own rules. This gets her in trouble. She has a bounty on her head that makes her blush thinking at how high the figure is. Ian is the man who always comes closest to catching her, but they have a strong attraction to each other that Sloane uses to her advantage.
Russian Pawn is due to be released on June 15th. Keep the date open.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Here is the Milk... Don't Forget to buy the Cow
“Okay drunk girl it’s time for bed.” I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me to my room.
“I thought you would never ask.”
“Not tonight, Luscious Lucius doesn’t have sex with drunk girls, especially ones who seem fond of alliteration.”
“I can’t stand the thought of his hands on your body.” He pulled me into him. I didn’t even struggle. He was too strong. “Touching you everywhere I want to touch you. His lips on your lips, I want to kill him.” His voice was little more than a growl.
A red tear fell on my hand. He smiled at me. “Yes I agree. We will say good-bye when we have to. I am not ready to say it either.”
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Quotes from Blood and Loss
If you like the above dialogue you will love the book.
Monday, June 4, 2012
People of the World Unite
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0082ZQF8Q The link to my book for all those vampire fans who live in the UK and those that just love a funny, erotic, real and intense story.
http://www.amazon.fr/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in France who want to purchase my book.
http://www.amazon.de/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in Germany who love vampires and want to purchase my book.
http://www.amazon.it/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in Italy who would like to purchase my book.
http://www.amazon.es/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in Spain who would like to purchase my book.
I hope everyone everywhere enjoys my book. I believe you will enjoy it so much you will want me to hurry up with the sequel. I am doing that as I type this.
Electa
http://www.amazon.fr/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in France who want to purchase my book.
http://www.amazon.de/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in Germany who love vampires and want to purchase my book.
http://www.amazon.it/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in Italy who would like to purchase my book.
http://www.amazon.es/dp/B0082ZQF8Q For those in Spain who would like to purchase my book.
I hope everyone everywhere enjoys my book. I believe you will enjoy it so much you will want me to hurry up with the sequel. I am doing that as I type this.
Electa
Twilight...Best Books Ever or Worst Piece of Fiction Ever Written
I want to make it clear that I have never read the Twilight books. I try my best not to make judgments, when I don't have all the facts. I have watched some of the first two movies. I didn't like the movies. I thought they were terrible. I couldn't finish more than about 20 minutes of the first movie and watched most of the second movie. I didn't like the fact that they had created such a pathetic female character, especially since the movie seemed geared to teenage girls. The thought of a teenage girl becoming so despondent over a boy terrifies me as a mother of a girl. It wasn't just how she was acting, but it was supposed to be romantic.
The other main problem I have is a vampire who is over 100 years old going to high school. I am 40 and the thought of going to high school is about as appealing as cleaning the toilets in the NY Subway system with a toothbrush. Plus as a mother of a future teenage girl if a guy in his 30's came after my daughter when she was 17 I would definitely have a sharpened stake in my hand. So a hundred would really push my buttons.
So here is the thing what do you find so appealing about it. There must be something appealing about it, God knows it has sold enough copies. Explain to me why it is such a good series. On the flip side those in the haters camp let me know why you hate it so much. Tell me your beef. Are they similar to mine or do they go deeper. No one seems to walk in the middle of the road on this one.
Let us discuss why.
Electa
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Writing Volume Two
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_ybGWpb0APWJK9
I was working on the sequel to Blood and Loss yesterday and decided to reread a few chapters of the first book. I didn't realize how much I missed the characters. I always thought getting through the first book would be the most difficult, but now I have created these people who have personalities and desires. I have to stay to true to those in the second book. Continuity is key.
I have read many series where a character has done something that I felt he/she would never do. Sometimes something is said about a character in book one that is disregarded to further the plot.
It used to annoy me. How could a writer do that? Now I know sometimes it is a mistake. You can't remember everything even about your own characters, all you can do is have as many as you can read the next book. Others will see things, very obvious things, that you missed. The kind of things where you smack your hand to your forehead and can't believe you didn't see it.
Cassandra is very important to me and I intend to be true to her. There will be many new characters in the next two books (I have already written the next two books in a rough draft) and I can't wait to for you to meet them.
Another little plot twist in the adventure of writing is how hard it is to make a character you love be flawed. How hard it is to make him do something terrible. It is necessary. People are flawed creatures and they screw up. Sometimes their actions hurt those they love. Sometimes even I want two characters to get together, but I know deep down it wouldn't work no matter how much I may want it.
I apologize for my ramblings, but I feel close to my readers. They take the time to let my world into theirs and that is a special thing to do. I appreciate that more than you can know. So anytime you have questions or comments about anything please let me know. I will answer anything you want to know. (except what the next book is about I don't want to spoil it for you ;) ).
Electa
I was working on the sequel to Blood and Loss yesterday and decided to reread a few chapters of the first book. I didn't realize how much I missed the characters. I always thought getting through the first book would be the most difficult, but now I have created these people who have personalities and desires. I have to stay to true to those in the second book. Continuity is key.
I have read many series where a character has done something that I felt he/she would never do. Sometimes something is said about a character in book one that is disregarded to further the plot.
It used to annoy me. How could a writer do that? Now I know sometimes it is a mistake. You can't remember everything even about your own characters, all you can do is have as many as you can read the next book. Others will see things, very obvious things, that you missed. The kind of things where you smack your hand to your forehead and can't believe you didn't see it.
Cassandra is very important to me and I intend to be true to her. There will be many new characters in the next two books (I have already written the next two books in a rough draft) and I can't wait to for you to meet them.
Another little plot twist in the adventure of writing is how hard it is to make a character you love be flawed. How hard it is to make him do something terrible. It is necessary. People are flawed creatures and they screw up. Sometimes their actions hurt those they love. Sometimes even I want two characters to get together, but I know deep down it wouldn't work no matter how much I may want it.
I apologize for my ramblings, but I feel close to my readers. They take the time to let my world into theirs and that is a special thing to do. I appreciate that more than you can know. So anytime you have questions or comments about anything please let me know. I will answer anything you want to know. (except what the next book is about I don't want to spoil it for you ;) ).
Electa
Friday, June 1, 2012
The Wait is Almost Over
It is June 1st and that means the start of hotter weather and most importantly the month when True Blood starts its new season. Season 5 seems to be going to take its greatest departure from the books. I personally don't mind the show being different from the books. It still gives me a chance to be surprised by what the season has to offer.
I can't wrap my head around Christopher Meloni playing a vampire. He will play the head of the authority. He does have a very alpha male kind of prescience and that would be needed if he is to play Roman. I will reserve my judgement until I have seen him in action.
What storyline is everyone most excited to see this season? Is Tara dead or alive. The powers that be say she is alive, but if so who saves her from a gunshot to the head? Is it Lafayette and his brujo mojo? Will she become a ghost?
Then there is Eric and Bill and their killing rampage at the end of season four. I can't say I was upset to see Nan go. She was so irritating. She was like a bitchy boss or bossy mother in-law, except she could live forever and tear your head off if she didn't like you. Sorry but that Nan really got under my skin. I can only guess that the authority isn't going to be overly happy about them killing her.
Alcide is the one who finds out about Russel Edgington's rise from the "dead". Will he try to protect Sookie? Will he assume the alpha role of pack leader. Will he look for Debbie Pelt and find out it was Sookie who killed her.
Then there is that weird scene last year when Andy Bellefleur had sex with that fairy woman. What does that have to do with the tea in china. I am not a fan of story lines that take away from my favorite characters. Will he become a fairy baby daddy?
Jessica is a character I thought I would dislike and I like her more and more every season. She is funny and sexy as hell. She is finally coming into her own and enjoying being a vampire. It is nice to see someone enjoy it instead of being all broody about it. So this season she should get even better.
I know Sam is supposed to be a tortured sole, but I hope they give him a little happiness this season. His story line is not one I am dying to see. I am curious about why they have brought in Scott Foley to play Terry Bellefleur's platoon captain.
So those are my thoughts and many more that will come to me when I press publish. What are your thoughts, questions, concerns? Let me know so we can discuss.
Before I go I will leave you with a bit of trivia. Did you know that Lauren Bowles, who plays Holly Cleary on True Blood is Julia Louis Dreyfus half sister. If you look closely at the old Seinfeld episodes she often plays the waitress in the diner.
Waiting does Suck,
Electa
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_ybGWpb0APWJK9
What storyline is everyone most excited to see this season? Is Tara dead or alive. The powers that be say she is alive, but if so who saves her from a gunshot to the head? Is it Lafayette and his brujo mojo? Will she become a ghost?
Then there is Eric and Bill and their killing rampage at the end of season four. I can't say I was upset to see Nan go. She was so irritating. She was like a bitchy boss or bossy mother in-law, except she could live forever and tear your head off if she didn't like you. Sorry but that Nan really got under my skin. I can only guess that the authority isn't going to be overly happy about them killing her.
Alcide is the one who finds out about Russel Edgington's rise from the "dead". Will he try to protect Sookie? Will he assume the alpha role of pack leader. Will he look for Debbie Pelt and find out it was Sookie who killed her.
Then there is that weird scene last year when Andy Bellefleur had sex with that fairy woman. What does that have to do with the tea in china. I am not a fan of story lines that take away from my favorite characters. Will he become a fairy baby daddy?
Jessica is a character I thought I would dislike and I like her more and more every season. She is funny and sexy as hell. She is finally coming into her own and enjoying being a vampire. It is nice to see someone enjoy it instead of being all broody about it. So this season she should get even better.
I know Sam is supposed to be a tortured sole, but I hope they give him a little happiness this season. His story line is not one I am dying to see. I am curious about why they have brought in Scott Foley to play Terry Bellefleur's platoon captain.
So those are my thoughts and many more that will come to me when I press publish. What are your thoughts, questions, concerns? Let me know so we can discuss.
Before I go I will leave you with a bit of trivia. Did you know that Lauren Bowles, who plays Holly Cleary on True Blood is Julia Louis Dreyfus half sister. If you look closely at the old Seinfeld episodes she often plays the waitress in the diner.
Waiting does Suck,
Electa
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_ybGWpb0APWJK9
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Just a Nibble
I gave him my most sceptical look,
but he still made eye contact without looking away. “I can sympathize. Why
don’t you go freshen up before supper? You kind of stink.”
“Well you’re kind of a bitch.”
“True, but that isn’t likely to
change before supper, however if you use a little soap and water I’ll be able
to enjoy my meal without having to block out your stench.”
Another quote from my book Blood and Loss
Farming my Thoughts
Most authors have a day job. I am no exception. My day job involves creating as well. I own a hobby farm. So today instead of writing the next volume of my series or tweeting the day away, I will be wrist deep in ground, weeds and seeds. My two passions fit together perfectly. When I am working outside my mind is allowed to wander to wherever my imagination can take it. I have solved my most stubborn narrative problems in the garden. So I write in my head and when I do come in and need a rest my trusty computer is waiting for me to download everything I came up with while I was outside.
So today I will plant some carrots and weed my strawberries. Who knows what might come to my wicked mind.
Electa
So today I will plant some carrots and weed my strawberries. Who knows what might come to my wicked mind.
Electa
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
I have to do What?
I hope I don't sound like a whiner when I write this post. I am not complaining. I have loved every part of writing and publishing my book. I just thought that would be the hard part. I didn't think the marketing would be so much work. Don't get me wrong, I have loved meeting new people (even if the meeting has been electronically only), but the volume of things I could be doing stacks up. This pile is so high I feel like the things I am doing is standing in its shadow. The good thing is I have felt this way before. Anything you want to accomplish as badly as I want to accomplish selling my book is worth every bit of hard work. Eventually what I thought was overwhelming, I will get used to and wonder why I found it so hard in the first place. I will learn the tricks of marketing my book like the back of my hand and it will be one more skill set I have learned in life.
I hope I can help others the way some authors have already helped me. So I am going to choose to enjoy myself. This is new and exciting. I have done something I always secretly thought would be on my to do list and never checked off. I have published my novel and everything else is gravy.
Hope you are enjoying my blog. Please read my other posts and send me any questions or comments. I'd love to hear from you.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
More Teasing
Give me strength. “You should stop smelling me all the time.
It’s too frigging creepy.”
The air in the room changed. It was thicker and electrically
charged, caressing and teasing at the same time. Nothing else existed in the
world but the three of us. I looked up into his eyes. They glowed slightly. He
leaned down and kissed my forehead, then a chaste kiss on my lips.
The
wall was infinite, stretching out in all directions, but I only had to worry
about one small part. It was not made of bricks or stone, but of billions of
threads. Some thought it was the Fates tapestry, some the last bit of physical
material a soul leaves behind when they cross over. Whoever was responsible for
its construction, the wall was responsible for keeping the living and the dead
separate.
Monday, May 28, 2012
5 Star Review
This is just one of the 5 star reviews Blood and Loss has received.
By Elaine L
Amazon Verified Purchase
I found myself with some "precious me time". I opted to read a book over watching TV alone. So I searched amazon.com for a new book to download on my PC kindle. I poured myself a glass of wine and escaped in Cassandra's Myles world for a few hours. I don't want to give away the plot but these are some of the things you should know about the book . It takes place in Canada, beautiful Nova Scotia, Vancouver and Alberta are mentioned in the book. The story includes witches, vampires and more .... the book gets better with every chapter and leaves you wanting more at the end. Oh and how could I forget, it is actually funny, the author could have you wanting to cry one minute and laughing out loud the next. I am eagerly awaiting for Electa Graham to release the next book in the Casandra Myles Witch Series.
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I'm Such a Tease
Here are just a few passages from my novel Blood and Loss http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0082ZQF8Q/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_ybGWpb0APWJK9
After reading them I dare you not to crave more.
He stood over me looking down. “Are you naked under there?”
He asked as he took his index finger and pulled back the quilt a little to see
if he was right. Apparently everyone was getting a free show today.
His
eyes took in my naked upper half while he licked his lips. He was hungry and I
was a tasty morsel. My heart tried to pound its way out of my chest. I wanted
him to kiss me and he did. The kiss was hard and angry, his tongue assaulted
mine.
“The corset is
cinched tight to accentuate the narrow waist, to keep your posture straight, to
push out your breasts and most important to make taking a deep breathe
impossible. You should always feel a little short of breathe, like you are on
the verge of excitement all the time.” No problem there, except I wasn’t on the
verge of excited, I was way passed it and I saw no signs of stopping.
I am Back
It has been so frustrating to have limited access to the computer, when I wanted to get the word of my book out. My laptop power cord went. It only left me with the dinosaur the kids use in the basement. It is slow and doesn't have any of the pictures or software I need. Well I survived and now I am eager to get back in the swing of things. I am going to start posting some short passages to my book here to give everyone a taste. In the near future, once I have enough followers I am going to have a contest with some interesting prizes. I will be putting my thinking cap on to come up with something fun.
Friday, May 18, 2012
I'd Love to Hear from You
Cassandra and all those in her life she cares about are waiting for you to buy Blood and Loss and get to know them. My book is full of loss, romance, impossible choices, violence and some very hot scenes that will make you glad you picked it up.
The biggest disappointment is now I have no choice and I have to wait for the next installment to find out what happens next. I think Electa Graham has a lot more to offer and I am looking forward to where she takes her characters and what more we can learn about them.
This is a small snippet that came from a review from one of my readers. I hope you decide to read my book and leave your own review. Please contact me anytime with your thoughts and questions. I'd love to hear from you.
The biggest disappointment is now I have no choice and I have to wait for the next installment to find out what happens next. I think Electa Graham has a lot more to offer and I am looking forward to where she takes her characters and what more we can learn about them.
This is a small snippet that came from a review from one of my readers. I hope you decide to read my book and leave your own review. Please contact me anytime with your thoughts and questions. I'd love to hear from you.
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