Coloring Outside the Lines (with a New Release)


Why did you do this to me? 

I’m an extremely dominant woman and usually can’t be told what to do, unless it is in role-play, but unless you are my mate, don’t even think about it.  So, what I concluded is that I have a very hard time hearing ‘you belong to this box’.  I belong in no-one’s box.    So I did not write a non-interracial book to irritate fans or to do anything but the obvious: to avoid being pigeon-holed.    I could have come up with another pseudonym but I  already have enough muses talking to me, I really don’t need another ‘voice’ coming at me with ideas.  So I wrote a non-IR work for no other purpose but to flex my literary muscle.

Love is colorless 

It doesn’t matter what color of skin you live in, all that matters is that love conquers all things.  Now, could I take some flack for not being a certain color and writing about a heroine in that color? Yep, but I’m not hearing you.  Love is colorless and no matter your pigment, you know distress, you know romance and you know emotions.  Emotions are not based upon how much melanin is in your skin or what ‘hood’ you grew up in.  As far as I know, rage is rage, hurt is hurt and love is love.

The New Release

As you can tell from the cover, this is a non-Interracial book that exceeds color lines.  LOOK AT THAT COVER!  How could you not want to write about them?  Look at that embrace, the look in their eyes.  It is sensual, seductive and erotic.  How could I not craft a story for this wonderful couple?

Initate and Ignite
Initate and Ignite

So now that you know somewhat why I wrote this  touching and endearing story of a PTSD suffering Marine and a touch therapist, how about an excerpt to entice you?

Blurb – Massage therapist Celine Beauregard came across all types of people in her line of work; those who were nice, and those who could be classified as the scum of the earth. Then there was Gunnery Sergeant Xerxes Talmay, a war-weary vet with a case of post-traumatic stress disorder. Something always ached in Celine when she set eyes on the tall handsome Marine, and her job was to help. The soldier needed different therapy, and Celine decided it was time to initiate the man to the true power of touch.

EXCERPT

Perhaps it was her mind playing tricks on her. She’d like to think she’d always kept the relationship between her and Xerxes one hundred percent professional, but in his arms now, she questioned why she always made him the last appointment of her day. Maybe it was because she wanted his face to be the last face she saw before she settled in for the evening.

“I’ve never tried to dance with a client before, Xerxes. This isn’t typical.” Celine felt like she needed to defend what she was doing in his arms, as if there was some sort of code of conduct she signed. The only code she was going by was her own personal morals, and she didn’t want to feel like she was taking advantage of someone.

“I wouldn’t think it was typical for you, and if I had any inkling that it was, you wouldn’t have seen me after the first session. I’m a Marine, Celine. I’m trained to spot inconsistencies.”

“Then you and I are a lot alike. I’m trained to spot them as well. Care to tell me what you think your anchor is, since I’ve been trying to figure it out,” Celine said. She didn’t expect him to twirl her around and dip her in a move that could have been in a Fred Astaire movie. When he pulled her into his embrace, and wrapped his arms around her, her body involuntarily shuddered with delight.

“My guess is that my anchor,” Xerxes said as he looked her up and down, “is you.” His gaze strayed to her lips again. She knew he was going to kiss her even before he licked his lips. It was the look in his eyes, and she wasn’t going to stop him. Her eyes fluttered closed even as he took his time leaning down to her lips.

The kiss was as soft as a whisper, at first, dancing across her lips, leaving the memory of his mouth on hers. Working with Xerxes over the past months, she’d always kept her distance, letting him find his own pace with their sessions. Now, in his arms, she realized the months of touching him, trying to soothe him, she’d formed an attraction to him that went beyond his mere physical appearance.

He raised his head from the kiss, his deep brown eyes burrowing into hers, making her feel hot, desired, wanton and scared shitless all at the same time. She met his gaze unwaveringly, and tried to read his expression. It was lust for sure. She’d seen that plenty times before. However, Xerxes lustful look contained just enough longing to make her womanhood clench.

“Will you be my anchor?” He asked as his lips descended on hers again, this time, the light kisses were gone. His tongue plundered her mouth as if he was on a mission to capture every single one of her breaths and inhale it as his own. Over her mouth, his tongue raked against her lips, his teeth nipping the corners, his hands roaming over her bare back. Every motion whipped up a frenzy of lust that made her feel faint. He broke the kiss, and she had to take in big gulps of air.

“Anchor me, Celine. Be the calm in the midst of the noise.”

If you want more, click the cover and head on over to Beautiful Trouble Publishing to get your copy. 

Until we meet again, love is limitless, color outside the lines and break free from stereotypes.  

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New Release! Get Ready To Chase Nickels…


 

Chasing Nickels Around Dollar Signs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Are you ready for a little treat?  This inexpensive little treat will definitely get you revved and ready.  Are you ready for a little heat to start your summer off just right?

I know, enough with the questions right? (See what I did there *smirk*) The tax season is finally over and we all get a little punch drunk and woozy during those times.  Let’s face it,  working into all hours of the night, your mind tends to run away with you.  You never know what may happen once your brain is fogged.

Take Sasha Nickels for example.  She works hard and well…take a peek ~

The April tax deadline is fast approaching for Sasha Nickels, and the last thing she needs is an unannounced visit from her questionable client Cesar Parisi and his associate Sonny Amato.  Cesar and Sonny are two men who won’t take no for an answer. Obedience is expected.

When they show up unannounced on the busiest tax day of the year, she wants give them both a good piece of her mind.  However, Cesar and Sonny make it known they’ll take a piece of her mind, but they want her body as well…

Excerpt:

It was difficult to stand in their menacing presence one at a time, let alone both of them at the same time.  They both stood well over six feet, but Sonny had the advantage by an inch.   The stare down couldn’t last all night.  She moved to the side and pushed her hair behind her ears.  Keep it quick and simple, stick to the points, and don’t think about touching their hair.    Touching their hair was always on her mind, as Sonny’s hair was jet black and Mr. Parisi’s hair was a tussle of blonds and browns.  For the two years of their working relationship, she was more often tempted to touch their hair than their money. Clearing her throat, she motioned to the leather chairs in front of the desk.  She watched as they sat and noticed there wasn’t a briefcase between them.  What the hell is going on?

“So to what do I owe the pleasure of your presence, Mr. Parisi?”
Sasha walked to her desk, sat down, and folded her arms in front of her.
“Come on, Sasha.”  His voice dipped, and her name sounded like a melodic seduction rather than a greeting.  “You’ve known me for years now. Can’t you bring yourself to call me Cesar?”

Not if I want to keep myself from sitting in your lap as if you’re Santa.
“Mr. Parisi, I’m a busy woman.”

“And Mr. Parisi is a busy man.”  Sonny’s voice was as gruff as always.  She cut her gaze to him. Like she didn’t know that.
“Since we are both so busy, why don’t we skip this verbal sparring and get to the point of why you’re here?”   She’d directed her question at Sonny, but it was Cesar who answered.

“You’re amazing.”
That wasn’t what she’d expected.
“Excuse me?”
“You said to drop the verbal sparring and that is exactly what I’m doing.  Sasha, mia cara, you’ve done an amazing job for me for the last few years, and I wanted to show you that I’m more than grateful.”

“Send me a bottle of Chianti and a box of chocolates and we’ll call it even.”  She waved him off with a flick of her wrist and picked up her pencil with the other hand.  Sasha didn’t have time for this. She needed to review returns and try to get at least three hours of sleep tonight.

“You are worth far more than a box of chocolates and some wine,” Sonny said. For once, he didn’t sound ticked off.

She turned to look at him.  In her line of work, as frigid as it may seem, she wasn’t surprised by much.  In her life, being the only child, growing up dirt poor and having barely enough to eat, she could match attitude for attitude, but this bad cop, good cop or whatever these two were doing was unraveling her carefully constructed wall of self-preservation.

“Your eyes are sparking.  Does that mean you are interested, mia cara?”  Sonny’s voice was definitely lethal, and he was using it to his full advantage.  She’d never bothered to wonder if her eyes sparked or not because they were hidden behind her glasses most of the time.   Sasha stared at him a long time before she spoke.
“Interested in what, Sonny?  You haven’t proposed anything for me to be interested in.”

“A proposal would be a bit premature. How about one night together first? We’ll get around to wedding plans later.”

End Excerpt

Want to know how Sasha responds?   Pick it up: Available at the Beautiful Trouble Publishing website ONLY:

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Book Review – Accidental Lovers by Naomi Jones


I just finished Accidental Lovers by Naomi Jones on Kindle for Android! http://www.amazon.com/kindleforandroid/

http://beautifultroublepublishing.com/xcart/Accidental-Lovers-EBOOK.htm This is a late night post but I needed to share with the world how much I loved this book. Two jilted exes meet at the wedding of their exes. Wow right? This book starts with the drama from page one. First, the hero, Brent is a handsome man who works hard but loves harder. He was so attentive to the heroine the simple things he said made me sigh. Brent was so refreshing as a hero because throughout the book he admitted his mistakes but he went after Ailey with a fierce passion. And the love scenes were so tastefully done I need a hot bath and a glass of wine. The story of these two was that they came to each other out of a pure need to sleep and be held, but they became so much more. I don’t want to give too much away but man…Ailey and Brent are a hell of a sexy pair and all romance junkies like myself should go get this book. Go now…and get some wine ready.

BTP SCAVENGER HUNT


Ahhhh…It has been a ride for 2012, hasn’t it? I could expouse on the political climate, the tragedies and the triumphs. I could, but I won’t. A simple reason. THERE IS STILL MORE FUN TO BE HAD!

In times of change and turbulance, we cling to those feel good comfort security blankets. For me, my blanket is and always will be books. Beautiful Trouble Publishing has had an awesome year as far as books go. You’ve been introduced to Gynger Fyer, Shanayah Taylor and other authors to tantalize and tease your pallette, your desire for a good read, a good read that is a warm blanket in these cold months.

Its the Winter Solstice, people! A long cold winter day (and a Friday to boot!) that just calls for something warm and spicy, ahem, like many of the books at BTP. We bring to you a Scavenger hunt with prizes to make your adrenaline pump and get you ready for a long Winter and a holiday season. We love all of our fans and friends. So lets get on with it, shall we?

Click on the BTP author’s blogs below to collect more riddle answers. Once you have all 10 answers collected email btpcontests@gmail.com. Three lucky winners will be chosen at random to receive a $10 BTP gift certificate. Contest closes at 12 am 12.22.12.

My Riddle

When I look at her She smiles at me When I wink at her She winks at me When I kiss her She kisses me back When I say I Love She says it back Who am I?

Now guess my riddle and continue on your hunt! HAPPY HUNTING

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REVIEW – Elixir of Wife (Dux Ducis Book 1) by Jeanie Johnson and Jaya Leigh


Elixir of Wife - To Buy, Click the Cover
Elixir of Wife – To Buy, Click the Cover

I was smart with this one.  Anything written by the duo of Johnson and Leigh, well, a woman needs to be prepared.  I had my night all planned out, a bottle of Ecco Domani Moscato, 3 chocolates, each picked out specifically by my mate.  After pouring us each a glass, I gave him the look.  You know, the look that says I’m about to read, please don’t breathe in my direction until I’m done sighing to myself and have put away the reading apparatus and glasses.

Let me tell you something about this book here, if you don’t love chocolate by the end of it, see a therapist; a good chocolate therapist.   Not only do they describe some of the most sin-inducing chocolate truffles in this book that made my mouth water, the things Nerva Imperatores does with this chocolate made me almost jealous.  I say almost because my mate likes to read on these things every once in a while and I’m not about to get paddled.

You see, Nerva Imperatores is a genius, a financial whiz, yet his way with chocolate is what has garnered his fame, and the attention of a choco-a-holic  named Sorpresa Venetia.   Now Sorpresa, have you ever met a character that you wonder, is this me, or perhaps a relative of mine?   There is a line in the book that sums it all up about Sopresa and Nerva:  “Originally, she’d only wanted Nerva for what he could do with cocoa and sugar but now she wanted him for what he could do to her heart: make it damn near beat out of her chest.”

Nerva was convinced he was setting up his Sopresa for someone else.  He’d convinced himself she was the perfect match, just not for him.    However, the way she barged into his life, demanded his chocolate, his time and his ear, he couldn’t help but to fall for her.  Yet, he’d already set in motion a plan that meant  Sopresa wasn’t his.

Jeanie Johnson and Jayha Leigh always make a book worth the time it takes to read it.   The males are always so alpha they make you sweat just reading their names.  The women are strong and fearless and have no problem going for what they want, especially if  what they want is their man.

This book made me want two things:  to find a piece of chocolate that makes me want to do half the things that Nerva did with his chocolate, and to try to patiently wait for the Dux Ducis 2.

To buy the book, click that hot cover above, or take a browse around on: www.beautifultroublepublishing.com 

New Release! Midnight and Mayhem by Nevea Lane


CLICK TO BUY! Midnight and Mayhem by Nevea Lane

I’ve got a new release for you all and it is longer than most stories I’ve written.   I’ve always wanted to create a vampire.  I didn’t think I had enough knowledge to create a believable one.  Let’s face it, I was a pre-teen when Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles hit bookstores and Ms. Rice created such angst and believable characters, I was convinced that she’d captured what a vampire should be. I’ve been hooked on the blood suckers ever since.  I read every book in that series, some of them twice.   A part of me hid away the desire to create a vampire universe because I thought it would be too time consuming. The thought nagged at me for years.  Finally, on a whim, a hunch and a really good bottle of red wine, I tied myself to the computer and created this.  Book One in my Midnight series, Midnight and Mayhem.   Continue reading for an excerpt.

Blurb

Etienne Le’Maistre was dedicated to hunting rogue vampires and anything that threatened his status as the vampire leader of his coven. Everything he did was part of his vow as a warrior and a leader. When he heard the terrifying screams of a child in the night, he acted from a new perspective, that of protector. Saving the life of a human mother and child from a vampire attack was just a part of his duty—or so he thought.

Thirty years later, that child was a grown China Kincaid. Since that fateful night, she’d focused all of her energy on one thing: revenge. She knew vampires were real and she was going to kill them all, or die trying. When her hunting led her back to Etienne, the vampire who’d saved her all those years ago, China realized there was another world out there she didn’t know. Would she be able to survive in Etienne’s world of midnight and mayhem?

***EXCERPT***

“Miss Kincaid, please understand you are going to start a lot of trouble, and I can assure you there are less understanding people out there than I. You could get hurt.”

“People, you aren’t people! You are dead things playing alive and you…”
Before Etienne could stop himself, he rounded the desk and had China in his arms. He looked down at her shocked face, her pink mouth slightly agape, yet her eyes half-lidded, as if she was drunk. There was nothing he could do against the strong pull to kiss her. Before he could find the willpower not to kiss her, his hand had entwined in her ponytail and he tugged her hair back just a bit. His lips danced lightly over hers, kissing, prodding. The pleasure of her mouth on his forced him to keep his top lip curled over his incisors, even as they began to descend. He didn’t want to nip her. However, there was nothing he could do to shield her from the hard line of his painfully aroused cock pressing into her stomach.

Breaking the kiss with a hiss, Etienne backed away from China and made sure she saw his gaze. He knew what he looked like caught in lust: his eyes would be glowing, and his skin would be flushed. His pronounced canines would be gleaming by now, fully descended and ready for a drink.

“Did that feel so dead to you, Miss Kincaid?” Her hand flew to her lips in horror. He told himself that he kissed her to make her see the danger she was in, but he just couldn’t bring himself to believe that lie.

REVIEW – Chocolate Surprise by Gynger Fyer


 

I don’t know what type of novels most people prefer, and no, I’m not talking about genre. I’m speaking of ’emotional’ novels, ‘true-to-life’ novels, fun or silly novels.  Do you like stories that move you or do you like something to get you through your lunch break?

This isn’t one of those books you want to sit down and just whip through and forget about.  Author Gynger Fyer tackles a ‘real-life’ issue, especially for older couples.  Most of us read about heroes and heroines that are mid twenties to mid-thirties, but what about those couples that are in their fifties? Or even a better question, what about those May-December romances that start with a bang, but what happens after twenty years of marriage? To put it plainly, is the sex still hot after all that time?   Can your body keep up with your younger partner’s sex drive?

Michael is the hero in this story.  He is in great shape, he coaches college football after all.  He loves his beautiful wife, and their sex drives have always been high.  But Michael in his late-fifties, and all of a sudden, the magic stops happening.  It isn’t that he doesn’t want to make love to his beautiful wife Carmen, his soldier just decided to take a leave of absence.

Carmen loves her husband deeply, madly, and truly  but she becomes desperate when he refuses to get help.  Typical as it sounds, but what man wants to go to the doctor and tell him that he ‘can’t perform?’.   Gynger Fyer  weaves us through the what-if’s from both the hero’s and the heroine‘s point of view.   The depth of the characters are obvious as the story unfolds.  You will understand and empathize with the fact that Carmen decides to take matters into her own hands, with the help of a bit of chocolate.

This is a great story and was definitely a surprise to me as a voracious reader. I was pulled in by not only the hot opening sex scene, but I also began to think about the things after the ‘happily ever after’.

Awesome read by an awesome author.  Make sure you stop by Beautiful Trouble Publishing and pick up Chocolate Surprise.

 

https://www.beautifultroublepublishing.com/xcart/Chocolate-Surprise-EBOOK.html

REVIEW – Till Dawn by Thirteen


 

There is something about a book that reaches up and makes you stay up until two a.m. to finish it.   This is what happened to me when I first started reading Till Dawn by Thirteen.   I needed to get my writing juices flowing again, but I hit a wall.   I picked up my trusted cell phone, opened my Kindle app and saw the cover for Thirteen’s Till Dawn staring at me, beckoning me to open it.  The cover is eye catching enough.   The lovers embrace on the cover spoke of passion that was perfect for a late night read.

So I opened the page as was met with a stylistic prose that immediately caught my attention.  It opens with a forlorn man contemplating his life when he sees a beauty about to take the plunge off of a bridge.   I  don’t want to give too much away for this short and sweet read, but you become entangled in wondering in will she or won’t she jump?   I will tell you it isn’t a typical love story, but it has every element of a passionate love story that will make you sigh and yet keep you on the edge of your seat.   Thirteen has a way of weaving a story that not only makes the reader feel but it engrosses them in the story within a few short lines.

“Cal saw her first as a silhouette, there on the bridge, spotlighted under a streetlamp.  He paused at the sight, his heart thumping.”

I’m a big fan of novel first lines.  If the first line can grab your attention, then you don’t have to wait to delve into the meat of the book, it is right there for you.    The above first line was amazing and exhilarating   Can’t you already feel your heart pounding?

Speaking of heart pounding, the intimate scenes are so good, you find yourself sighing, and fanning yourself.   Another interesting thing to ask yourself  while reading, would you rather be the hero or the heroine in the lovemaking scene.  You’d have to read it to find out why I say that.  🙂

This was my first story that I’ve read by Thirteen.  I can guarantee you it won’t be my last.   Check out Till Dawn by Thirteen at Beautiful Trouble Publishing, you won’t regret it.

New Release! “Falling Leaves in Autumn” Available Now


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I love Autumn!  I love the smell, the sounds of leaves crunching under your feet.  Your eyes become sensitive to all the sensitive hues of orange, yellow and gold…  Which is why I had to give Autumn its own book in the Seasons of Love series.   There was “Disturbing the Yuletide” then “Shaking up the New Year” and now you have “Falling Leaves in Autumn.” Check out the excerpt below and enjoy! 

 

Justine Marshall is in a mood. Not that she doesn’t adore the fact that her best friend Topaz is was marrying the great love of her life; she’s ecstatic, but being alone while trying to plan the wedding to end all weddings has her in a funk and admittedly jealous. In an effort to keep her emotions from spilling into Topaz’s happy day, Justine comes up with one surefire solution: find a bed buddy. 

Clark Pinot has been trying to get Justine’s attention for months, which is the only reason he volunteered to go shopping with the guarded woman in the first place. When she comes to him with the ridiculous idea of being her “booty call,” he sees it as the one opportunity to prove he isn’t the Casanova she thinks he is and what he wants is much more than a tumble in the sack. Breaking down Justine’s defenses won’t be easy, but he’s determined to see them fall like the leaves in autumn.


**EXCERPT**The sun was setting, casting a comforting orange glow over the turning leaves. It was my favorite time of year, the transition into autumn, and I found the hues of oranges, yellows, and reds comforting. Taking in a deep breath, letting the partially chilled air fill my lungs, I knew I had to get a grip. What are you doing? You know dang well Clark Pinot is nothing but a rolling stone with an accent. Who’s to say you can’t have a bit of a fling before he leaves? I sighed. Flings weren’t in my nature. Even as I tried to summon up some of my courage to just flirt with the man, I couldn’t even do that. It’s funny how when you are warring with yourself, you can’t pick a side. 

“Well that is one way to end a discussion.” His voice made me gasp. It was a rich baritone that vibrated when he laughed, like it was doing now. I had to cross my legs to keep my wayward womanhood under control. 

“There was nothing to discuss. You have your opinion, and I’ve got mine. You don’t make it in this world without having to drop the rose-colored glasses sometimes. I’m not jaded on love, I just don’t think it is perfect, and I haven’t found the other half to my imperfection yet, just like you, Clark.” 

“I can see that, Justine.” Oh the way he said my name made me want to curl up beside him and purr. Yet, I still couldn’t bring myself to even entertain the idea of making a bed buddy out of Clark. It would be too dangerous. 

“So, you want to take some bags with you back to…” His lips touched mine before I even realized he was standing that close to me. It was a gentle, tentative, and explorative kiss that left me breathless. His hand, which was resting slightly on my shoulder, moved down my biceps, down my forearm, and then, just when I thought I couldn’t take any more of his subtle touches, his large, tanned fingers intertwined with mine. It wasn’t the kisses I’d read about and hoped for in my novels, the ones that bruise your lips, but a light kiss, an appetizer with the promise of so much more.

So Amusing – Midnight Muse by R.W. Shannon (A Review)


Going on a trip to Greece never seemed so appealing until now!  In Midnight Muse, R.W. Shannon gets you wrapped up in a tale of how a terrible first meeting can turn into something more.

Grace Bower was on a working vacation to the beautiful Greece isle of Rhodes.  She rented a cottage from whom she thought would be a short and balding man.  The man who opened the door was a one-eighty from what she assumed.

No, the man who opened the door was a six-foot three, blue-eyed mix of Greek and Italian.  Can you say delicious?  (If you can’t I sure can). Oh, you didn’t say it yet? Get this, his name is Evander Vicenti.  Now, can you say double delicious?  With a name like that, how could this man be anything but FinE with a capital F and E.   Yep, F’in’E… he’s hot and can speak four languages.  I so want one of these!

After getting off on the wrong foot, these two must battle past their differences to even be in the same room with each other.

R.W. spins such a delightful tale.  The  little nuances that are so real life with such things like: Grace says ”So what’s my ringtone” and a scene about talking on the phone while going to the bathroom, you have to read this book for a good laugh, a nice sigh and not to mention hot and heavy making love sessions that will leave your glasses steamed. And well, I almost teared up a little and I’m not telling why but a hint: it was a photo (I’m a sap).

Get this book, seriously, go now…why are you still here? Click the book below to go and get it.  Off you go!

Midnight Muse by R.W. Shannon