WELCOME AUTHOR SANDRA BUNINO: MAROONED WITH THE MILLIONAIRE!

Posted on April 24, 2013 by Carlene Love

I, for one, cannot stop gazing at our guest author’s cover. It’s sexy elegance and from having read Sandra’s Satin Rose Experience series, I know this story will be equally so. Adding Sandra Bunino’s books to your “to be read” collection is sexy (That one’s for you, Sandra, wink, wink.) Enjoy, friends! And thank you for being here Ms. Bunino…

Thanks for having me on your site to share my new release, Marooned with the Millionaire! I hope your readers enjoy the sexy little snippet I added below.

MAROONED WITH THE MILLIONAIRE

from Evernight Publishing

Release: April 9, 2013

Blurb:

A fierce Miami storm bring sexy strangers together at The Hotel Del Santos for a night of desire.

Stephanie, still reeling from a failed marriage, needs a break from the past. Shying away from the convention center crowds while on a business trip, she finds solace tucked away in a secluded hotel on South Beach.

Jason, a wealthy Seattle builder, has the worst luck with love. He swears he will never allow another woman to get under his skin, until the clicking of a pair of sexy stilettos across the hotel lobby floor attracts his attention.

Cut off from the outside world, the lives of these two strangers collide and burn with desire when a storm strands them together. Neither wants anything more than a glorious one-night stand.

Their chemistry is undeniable and propels them to a second meeting in Sin City. However, Stephanie soon learns she has more reason to be wary of her mysterious lover than a broken heart.

(Who hasn’t imagined themselves in this precarious situation??? I’m so there. Great blurb, Sandra!)

Excerpt:

Stephanie sipped her martini while glancing over to the window. The storm showed no signs of letting up. In fact, it seemed to grow even more fierce. As if on cue, a violent crack of thunder ripped through the lounge as the rain angrily batted at the window. Carlos poured her yet another martini and she lost count of how many times he’d refilled her glass. Was this the third or the fourth? She knew one thing for sure: Jason Royce was sexy as hell. The way his blue eyes sparkled, as the candlelight flickered shadows against his tanned features, rocked her to her core.

Stealing a glance at his strong, muscular build beneath his sports jacket caused her breath to catch in her throat. Until today, she hadn’t thought of another man this way, not since before she was married. As if in a trance, she couldn’t break her stare. However, she quickly became aware of his smile. He watched her drink him in, which made her blush and turn her head in embarrassment.

Jason moved closer and spoke slowly in his silky voice. “I wonder if you might dance with me.”

“I’d like that.” Whoa. What the hell am I doing?

He led her to the dance floor illuminated only with candlelight and the occasional flash of lightning. Placing one hand in his and the

other on his back, their bodies started out a respectable distance apart. Before long, Jason’s warmth drew her in, and she couldn’t ignore the electricity forming between them. Tentatively, she stepped closer and lightly rested her head against his neck. Jason took this as a cue to guide her hand up and over his shoulder. Suddenly, his strong hands urgently pulled her against his rock hard body. The force of his embrace awakened a passion that lay dormant inside her until now. Stephanie couldn’t fight the fire building within her. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, inhaling his musky scent while caressing his neck with her fingertips. Her face grazed up the side of his neck, stopping at his jawbone. Jason’s touch seared her skin as his fingertips skimmed up her side to her neck and came to rest on her chin. With his thumb and finger, he guided her face upward and she opened her eyes. His smoldering gaze burned a trail down her body. Uncomfortable with the intensity of his stare, she looked away.

“Stephanie.”

Her eyes shifted back to meet his gaze as he lowered his mouth and softly brushed his lips against hers, questioning her, awaiting a response. Accepting his invitation, she parted her lips and moaned softly. His lips were soft and enticing. It had been a long time since she was kissed like this. She surrendered her tongue to his and felt desire fill her belly as an overwhelming passion grew by the moment. Breathlessly, she pulled away, embarrassed by her body’s reaction to the kiss. She looked down and pressed her forehead against his chin.

“I don’t know why I did that. I need to go sit down.”

Find Marooned here!

Amazon / Evernight Publishing / AllRomance eBooks / BookStrand

Bio:

Sandra Bunino is a numbers crunching business professional by day who stays up past her bedtime thanks to her oh-so-sexy imagination. Who needs sleep, anyway? Sandra is constantly searching for different ways to achieve a heart-pumping, stomach-flipping, breath-catching reaction from her readers.

Her books include Marooned with the Millionaire and The Satin Rose Experience series including Mia’s Submission, Brooke’s Wish and The Submission of a Mafia Princess.

These days, Sandra lives on a wooded mountaintop not far from New York City with her family. She always looks forward to hearing from her readers and she may be contacted at sbunino@gmail.com. As a social media junkie in need of a ten-step program, you can also follow her on Facebook and Twitter (@sandrabunino).

Follow Sandra here:

Website / Email / Facebook / Goodreads / Amazon Author Page / Twitter @sandrabunino

Remember, following is sexy!

Yes, Sandra, it most definitely is! Thank you SO MUCH for being my guest today and bringing Mr. Jason Royce with you! Good luck with this hot new release♥

Always love,

Carlene Love♥

WELCOME AUTHOR ELYZABETH M. VALEY: A DRAGON’S HEART A DEMON’S BLOOD!

Posted on April 23, 2013 by Carlene Love

♥Today’s Post is For Adults Only My Lovelies♥

There’s a new release out and about with a gorgeous cover, an intriguing title and a lovely lady behind it’s magic. It’s my pleasure to host fellow Evernight Publishing author, Elyzabeth M. VaLey today. You’re not only getting a snippet treat of her new erotic paranormal romance…Since it’s April, and we all know about those infamous April Showers, I asked Elyzabeth to talk a little about characters and shower scenes in romance novels. Here’s what she had to say~

I love this question, Carlene. I think it all really depends on the characters themselves. To some characters jumping into the shower with someone else from the first moment would be awkward while to others it would come off as something natural. It also depends on the moment of the story. Overall, though, I think it’s something sexy. Watching water slide across the flesh of someone desired can be very arousing. Take Adrian from A Dragon’s Heart, A Demon’s Blood, twice he catches Victoria in the shower and twice he’s aroused by the scene. The first time, he doesn’t do anything about it, just watch:

Victoria stood with her back to him, the hot water spray sliding down her flawless skin, down her back and over the indention of her shapely ass. His mouth watered and his cock hardened in his pants. Had he been some other sort of man he’d have taken the opportunity of a lifetime and entered, with the intent to ravage the oblivious beauty. Yet, he slinked back into the shadows, his heart beating erratically.

The second time, he no longer refrains from his desires and she receives him with open arms.

Victoria stood in the shower, warm water cascading down her back and over her supple flesh. The urgency to lick every one of those drops until she was dry came over him. He silently slid off his trousers and stalked toward the shower like a lion stalks a prey about to be devoured. Quietly, he opened the glass pane and stepped inside with her.

“I knew you were there.”

Elyzabeth, I LOVE that last line! Thank you so much for talking April Showers with us today and congrats on the new release!

Blurb:

He is a shadow in the dark, smelling your scent and sensing your fear…

Legendary bounty hunter Adrian Ormonde is no ordinary man. His life is filled with secrets and questions, blood and lust. His only concern for 150 years has been survival and discovering the truth behind his demon-dragon nature.

Until he meets his new assignment: Victoria Green.

Victoria Green has felt eyes watching her every move ever since she can remember. Then, Adrian appears. The eyes vanish but new dangers arise as she falls for the mysterious hunter. Cast into an ancient conflict between dragons and demons, Victoria must trust Adrian’s skill to be enough to protect her from both the outside world and that which grows within her.

Chance brought them together but will love and passion be enough to keep them joined? Or will the other forces at play in the dragon-demon worlds destroy them forever?

Excerpt:

Glimpsing at the tent in his jeans, she gasped.

“Already?”

In an instant, he was upon her, his mouth devouring hers and making her legs weak.

“You make me lose control, sweetheart, and I’ll be damned if that hasn’t happened in years.”

His hands slid down her waist over her hip and onto her thigh. Her breath hitched as she searched Adrian’s dark eyes.

“Already, you ask?” He sneered, his calloused fingers rising higher and caressing the junction between her legs. His fingertips skimmed over her labia, finding her wet entrance. His grin became smug. Adrian’s nostrils flared and his eyes flashed red as he dipped two fingers inside her, wringing out a breath she’d not been aware of holding.

“You’re already wet for me, sweetheart.”

Bringing his lips down to her, he stole another short kiss that had her whimpering against him.
“Adrian.”

She hugged him, bringing him closer and searching for his warm touch again. His eyes scanned her face, his gaze softening.

“You don’t want this, sweetheart.”

“Yes, yes I do,” she replied pushing herself against his hand. His thumb brushed over her clit. Victoria tensed. Her orgasm hung from a cliff, ready to fall.

“I do want it.”

Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pulled him to her mouth, teasing the seams with her tongue. He groaned and she tasted him with longing. Sucking on his tongue, she made love to it as he pleasured her with his fingers. Her body became a mass of over-sensitized sparks as he coordinated his thumb with his seesawing digits. His hand on her waist, held her in place as she humped against him.

“Come on, sweetheart.”

His husky baritone triggered her release. Victoria cried out, her pussy convulsing in short waves, hot liquid dripping onto Adrian’s fingers. Her towel fell to a heap on the floor as she lost control, the cool breeze doing little to soothe her heated skin. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.

Victoria moved to embrace him but he stepped away from her. Drawing his fingers into his mouth, he briefly closed his eyes emitting a barely audible sound of pleasure. When he opened them again, she gasped. Red sparks danced in his green depths.

“No, Victoria. You don’t want this.”

Shaking his head, he turned around and strode out of the room. Victoria stood rooted to the spot, watching in shock as he left the apartment, the main door slamming shut. Tears dampened her vision. Picking up the t-shirt he’d given her, she put it on. More tears trailed down her cheeks as the smell of detergent mingled with his scent. Taking a deep breath, she hastily brushed them away.

“Get a grip, Vicky.”

Wrapping the discarded towel around her wet hair, she strode to the kitchen, her stomach growling. She didn’t think she’d find anything edible in the small kitchen, but luckily Adrian kept a box of cereal and a few cartons of unopened milk. Digging into the meal, she shivered slightly as an unsettling feeling grew in her chest. The watchful eyes were back.

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Author Bio:

Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.

Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she’ll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.

Contact Links:

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Blog: www.inadreambeyond.blogspot.com

Website: www.elyzabethmvaley.weebly.com

Always love,

Carlene Love♥

WELCOME AUTHOR MICHELLE CLAY: LIGHT THE SHADOWS!

Posted on April 22, 2013 by Carlene Love

Friends, today I’m very happy to welcome fellow Evernight Publishing Author, Michelle Clay and her new paranormal romance release, Light the Shadows! And, it’s an Editor’s Pick! Congrats, Michelle Can we just take a minute to enjoy this beautiful cover. I love the moon and the clouds, and what a tender moment for the hero and heroine…Enjoy♥

Blurb:

You only get one chance at life then you die. The game’s over, no second chances. But she was never one to follow all the rules.

In a strange twist of fate, a woman flees purgatory only to jump into a newly vacated body. When she wakes in the hospital, she has a brand new life and a whole lot of unanswered questions. Now she’s Micah Munroe, a real estate agent with broken memories of the messed up life she once lived. A mysterious man who claims to be Death says she’s his granddaughter and that she’s something called a grimm.

Sully knows she’s an imposter because he reaped the soul of the real Micah only a week ago. He suspects she might be a misplaced shadow, what he calls spirits and vengeful ghosts. He becomes obsessed with finding out who she really is and just how she inhabited a new body. He’ll stop at nothing to find the truth and send her back to purgatory where she belongs. What he didn’t bargain on was how his body would react to her or how powerful the white light within her is.

When a powerful shadow and her horde of angry spirits kidnaps Sully’s best friend, they must work together to get him back. Fighting their feelings for each other isn’t half as difficult as fighting the army of shadows bent on starting a war with the living.

Adults Only Excerpt:

His husky drawl sent a vibration of hunger through her and ignited a fire deep within her core. “You are so fucking hot.”

Recapturing her mouth, he pressed against her, proving just how hot, how hard she made him. Micah whimpered, and he drew his mouth away from her lips. Just like his tongue and hands, his incredibly sexy eyes ignited a fire within her.

“Sully.” She bit her lower lip and reveled in knowing she was the reason he was so hard.

His fingers were at her waist, unzipping then dragging the dress pants down her hips. Micah trembled with need as he shucked them from her legs and dropped them onto the floor. He closed the space between them, and her thighs closed around his waist. Her sex drowned with desire, clouding her mind with seductive thoughts and want. With him so intimately close, his hard-on pressed against her through the damp lace of her panties. She shifted her hips, and Sully rewarded her with a groan.

“Tell me something.” He grinned wickedly then slid his fingers up her inner thigh. They inched closer to her pool of desire and made her heartbeat race. “Are you wet?”

Her hands lifted from his shoulders, ran through his silken hair and down to his chest. Her nimble fingers fluttered across his shirt and even reached the second button before his hand closed over hers, stilling it. He prevented her from going any further by pulling her hand to his mouth. One by one, he kissed her fingers.

She frowned and pulled away from him to look up into his eyes. “Sully, I want…”

“I know what you want, doll.” His eyes glittered with feral passion.

A gasp shuddered past her lips when Sully’s index finger slid past the ribbon-thin panties then traveled downward. His finger slid through the tight coils of hair at the juncture of her thighs then lightly grazed her most delicate area. She clutched his shoulders and tightened her thighs around him. “Sully!”

“Want me to stop?” His voice was full of gravel and sexy as hell.

She nipped his bottom lip. “Don’t you dare.”

Stalk Michelle:

www.michelle-clay.com

www.michelle-clay.blogspot.com

https://www.facebook.com/Author.Michelle.Clay

Thank you for being my guest today, Michelle!

Always love,

Carlene Love♥

WELCOME AUTHOR ANGELINA RAIN & HIS GUARDIAN WITCH!

Posted on April 5, 2013 by Carlene Love

Is love stronger than magic?

(Great question, don’t you think? Thanks for bringing it, Angelina! Love this cover♥)

Morgan has never encountered a spell she couldn’t cast or a curse she couldn’t break. With her natural knack for witchcraft, she runs a magic store that helps others. When a handsome but cursed man walks into her store, she is pit against magic stronger than her own.

Daniel lived an ordinary life before he ended up on a witch’s bad side and was jinxed with non-stop bad luck. Out of sheer desperation he visits Morgan’s Magic Shop. Morgan agrees to help him and they must work together to find the witch and pinpoint the hex she used in order to undo it. As they search, feelings ignite and a romance blossoms. Will this bad luck spell end their love, or will their love be strong enough to break the incantation?

Be Warned: sex toys

Adults Only Excerpt:

Morgan opened her eyes and watched as the glittering aura lights danced before her. They reached the window and passed through the glass on the way to the girl. Once all the lights were gone, she glanced at Daniel. A big smile crossed his handsome face, but her attention went below it. A rock rose inside his pants, large and long. She gulped, and the need to see it minus his jeans suddenly grew too strong.

No, she shouldn’t look. Instead she closed her eyes and tried to conjure up more peaceful images of nature and sunlight. Those images didn’t come though. Instead, she saw her silky bedroom sheets.

Her body lay on those sheets, writhing in passion as her legs spread open and in the air. Daniel’s head bobbed between her thighs, and his tongue lapped at her warm, natural juices.

She gulped, gasped, and opened her eyes.

His lustful gaze met hers. Lust that matched her own and her heart pulsed fast inside her chest. Her center grew damp, and she longed for his touch.

“I think your thoughts were similar to mine.”

She didn’t reply to Daniel’s statement. Instead, Morgan tried to stand. Her knees grew weak as she rose to her feet.

Daniel stood, too. “You can’t deny you were thinking about it, too.”

“I wasn’t denying anything.”

He crossed to her and wrapped his arms around her back. Warmth filtered through her, and Morgan felt herself blush. When he spoke, his breath tickled her skin. “I was thinking about how good it would be to lay you down in my bed.”

“You don’t have a bed. It was stolen.”

His chuckling made her wetter. There was something so sexy about his voice. “The floor, then.” Daniel pulled her closer to himself until she rubbed against him. His hard cock pressed into her navel, and she tilted her head upward to meet his gaze. His lips brushed hers. The kiss started tender and slow. She opened her mouth to invite him inside.

She lay on the floor, his body pressing into hers. His hands touched her sides, slipping under her shirt. His lips left hers and instead kissed her neck. He found her breasts, rubbing his palms over her nipples. Only the thin lace of her bra separated her flesh from his.

Morgan moaned. The need inside her multiplied, and she wanted to touch him, feel him, taste him. She flipped him over until she was on top and he on the bottom. She raked her fingertips over his chest and abs, feeling the hard muscle beneath the black t-shirt. But feeling and seeing were two different things, and she wanted to see. Taking the hem of his shirt, she raised it until his smooth and taut skin lay open for her to feast on. She ran her tongue over the ridges of his six-pack.

Daniel inhaled sharply, and she smiled as she kissed him right below the belly button. Morgan glanced at the trail of hair leading to somewhere below his pants. She undid the button, her hands on the zipper.

“Is this supposed to happen?”

She tried to glance at his face, but who was she kidding? The hardness in his pants was more appealing. “You mean the hard-on. It means you’re excited. It’s totally natural.”

Morgan met his eye, and he shook his head. His gaze moved somewhere beside and beyond her. “No, I mean is the candle supposed to fly?”

“Shit!” Morgan pushed away from Daniel. She watched, bewildered, as black and dark blue winds danced around the room. The candle was high off the floor.

“I’m guessing something is wrong.”

“Very wrong.”

The flame didn’t go out despite the sudden winds in the room. It rose, high and strong and fierce. Then the wind died quickly. The candle dropped to the floor. Flames danced over the hardwood planks. The fire happened too quickly to be natural. Some sort of magical force was behind it.

“Come on, we have to go!” She urged him by pulling his arm until he stood and ran behind her. Once they were outside, her fingers fumbled with the buttons on her phone as she dialed 911. Daniel stood beside her. His face was white, whiter than the nice tan he had all day. “What…” He stuttered. “What just happened?”

“The spell didn’t work. Peace and forgiveness didn’t get to her. Something repelled them, and her anger came at us, manifesting itself as the wind. This spell is stronger than I first thought. Something or someone is controlling it.”

BUY IT AT:

Evernight Publishing

Amazon

BookStrand

All Romance eBooks

Thank you for sharing your hot and intriguing new release with us today, Angelina!

Always love,

Carlene Love♥

FIND ANGELINA AT:

Website: www.angelina-rain.com

Blog: http://www.angelinarain.blogspot.com

Happy Spring & a Friday Freebie!

Posted on March 29, 2013 by Carlene Love

Hello Friends!

Today marks the last day of a very different Spring Break than I’m used to. Being from San Diego, CA, I mostly equate this week with hanging out at Mission Beach and checking out what cool things MTV crews are filming for their annual special. Gosh, do they even still do that? Anyhow, the SNOW STORM that hit the D.C. area on Monday came as a shock but you know what? I will never diss a reason to stay home, snuggle, and catch up on Reading!

What did you all do this week in your corners of the world? Was it a warm, flip flops and shorts one for you or did that blanket you should have folded and put away stay out the entire week like it did at my house? I’d love to hear from you

And, I just received a very cool note from the lovely Kimberly Kincaid who was our most recent guest. She was letting me know that her novella we spotlighted, Love on the Line, is currently free and will be for a few days. If you enjoyed my interview with her and the excerpt, go on over and get it now! Here’s the Amazon link:

Love on the Line Free Link at Amazon

Before I crawl back to that blanket I mentioned, I wanted to send out a huge THANK YOU to everyone supporting reading, writing, books, music, live shows, basically the arts in general. They sure do make the Spring time snow a lot brighter. Summer will be here sooner than we know it so for now I wish you all a HAPPY SPRING! See you next week when I’ll post about the Evernight Book Boyfriend Blog Hop…it’s gonna be so much fun…Lucky and Trista helped me design a one of a kind Sidewalk Flower t-shirt that will be included in my prize

Always love,

Carlene Love ♥

WELCOME AUTHOR KIMBERLY KINCAID: LOVE ON THE LINE!

Posted on March 19, 2013 by Carlene Love

Good day friends! Not only am I extremely excited about our special guest today, fellow Washington DC Romance Writer and Author, Kimberly Kincaid, but I’m also feeling ravenously hungry for some reason…read our fun interview to find out why. Warning, scrumptiousness ahead…

CLF: Hi Kimberly! Thank you so much for being my guest today I was just visiting your gorgeous website and it has a delicious picture of a young man being fed blueberries by his lady. That image stuck with me and I think it’s because I’m used to being shown strawberries or cherries as the representative “sexy” or “romantic” fruit. Tell me what you love about that picture on your site and why the blueberry is so ripe for the feeding.

KK: I like to break out of the box! I think feeding someone you care about is fundamentally appealing on several levels. On the page, it’s the perfect way to show a character’s emotions and intentions without telling a thing. In my novella, Love On The Line, the hero Noah makes spaghetti for the heroine, Violet. On the surface, he’s just boiling water and warming up sauce, but truly, what he’s trying to convey is a deeper meaning. It’s not necessarily sensual, but that scene doesn’t end in the kitchen! His feeding her, as it were, created intimacy between them.

CLF: Doing our part in this mini-interview to spread music love, please feel free to gush over Matt Nathanson (or any musician/band) in let’s say, three sentences. Ready? Go—

KK: I wrote the first book in my Pine Mountain series (Turn Up The Heat, available early next year) *all* because I heard “Come On Get Higher” on the radio one night. The song is like this flawless little emotion-capsule of what I wanted in my story, and it exploded from my head after I heard that song. His music is just so evocative and lyrically brilliant.

CLF: What can you tell us about your new release Love on the Line? (Big congrats by the way!)

KK: Thank you! Love On The Line is the story of a rough, gruff detective who is injured in the line of duty and has to rely on a sexy, soulful personal chef as he heals. There’s a dash of mystery, and a whole lot of heat in the kitchen! I was lucky enough to have a little time between projects, and this novella was a perfect way to spend it.

CLF: I’m a newbie to Foodie Romances, but I definitely sense the appeal and can’t wait to read yours. What is it about the genre that you love most? Is there a favorite trope you have within the genre?

KK: I am equal opportunity with tropes. I love them all! And they all fit nicely around food. The thing I love most about foodie romance is that it incorporates all five senses organically. Being able to weave in the sight and sounds and smells of the food in such a natural way takes those scenes to the next level for me. I feel like I’m right there with the characters, living it like they do.

CLF: For this part, I’d like to do a little Man War Themed word association. Ready, set, go! (If you aren’t already following Kimberly on Facebook, go find her! Friday Man Wars is out of this world!)

♥When I say Uncle Mason, you say-

KK: Taylor Kinney!

♥When I say Chicago Fire, you say-

KK: Yummy firefighters, great drama…and Taylor Kinney!

♥When I say the initials T and K, you say-

KK: I’m sensing a theme here, but I love this theme. Taylor Kinney!

♥When I say white tank tops and a five o’clock shadow, you say-

KK: This picture was on my idea board as I wrote, haha! Taylor Kinney!

♥When I say eyes the color of the ocean, you say-

KK: Oh yeah. No doubt. Taylor Kinney!

Thanks for playing Kimberly, you are a super sport! Friends, please enjoy a little taste from Love on the Line:

“You were in my hospital room yesterday. Before I woke up.”

“I…I—”

But he barreled on, the memory as bright and vivid as if it had just happened a minute ago. “Your hair was braided, on your shoulders, and you were wearing a…a bracelet that sounded like wind chimes. You said the doctor was coming. It was you.”

The fan of her gold-tipped lashes fluttered wide, and the warm puff of her breath heated his cheek as she nodded. “I didn’t mean to intrude. I was looking for Jason, but I didn’t think you’d wake up.”

Noah shook his head to quell her apology. “It doesn’t matter,” he said, his resolve locking into place, and Violet went utterly still against him.

“It doesn’t?”

“No. You’re the first thing I’ve been able to remember since I got shot in the first place. In fact, you’re the only thing I can remember since I got shot.”

Author Bio:

Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet. When she’s not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a 2011 RWA Golden Heart® finalist who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. She is thrilled to have collaborated on a Christmas anthology with Donna Kauffman and Kate Angell, titled The Sugar Cookie Sweetheart Swap, to kick off her Pine Mountain foodie series with Kensington this October. Her first full-length novel, Turn Up the Heat, will follow in February 2014. Kimberly resides in northern Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters. Visit her any time at www.kimberlykincaid.com or come check her out on Facebook and Twitter.

Always love,

Carlene Love♥

WELCOME AUTHOR MICHAELA RHUA: TRUTH OR DARE

Posted on March 7, 2013 by Carlene Love

I am very excited and pleased to be hosting fellow Evernight author, Michaela Rhua here today! Her cover is gorgeous, kudos to the Sour Cherry Design team once again, and her story of pushing the boundaries of friendship sounds very intriguing. Thank you so much for being here, Michaela. Now I’ll hand the mic over to you…♥

May I just start by saying thank you for letting me visit your blog.
I am really excited and nervous with this release. It is my first solo book with Evernight Publishing and my first Alternative Erotic story. It is called Truth or Dare and centres on two friends who one day step beyond friendship but all is not roses the next day.

Here is the blurb for you all to give you a flavour…

Leah and Jess have been friends for years, and having set up business together, they are even more aware of the need to keep things strictly professional. However all that changes after one drunken dare leads them to discover unbelievable passion. Who knew when friends become lovers the result would be so explosive and life altering, even if things seem different in the cold light of day. Can two friends face the truth and find happiness or was it a dare too far?

Adults Only, Ready for a little taste?…

Leah sat shocked as Jess threw herself into an impromptu sexy routine. She began with seductive hip swinging. She threw her head down in front of Leah, and then quickly back so her golden locks fell messily around her face. Oh hell, she looked so hot.

Next came a slow unbuttoning of her shirt and Jess took her time in revealing a purple lace bra holding those full breasts in place.

Leah took a gulp of wine not believing her eyes.

Jess grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together as the song continued with its sensual lyrics.

Leah licked her lips, wanting to lick those fulsome breasts.

Jess took hold of the chair nearest to Leah. Standing on it, she began to unbuckle her belt, which she threw dramatically across the bar.

Leah’s mouth went dry at the vision of pure sex on legs in front of her. Moisture leaked from her pussy, wetting her panties. She leaned forward in her chair. The movement created friction against her pussy. The vision before her combined with the spinning light, sensual music, and the friction of the chair was driving her to the brink of orgasm.

Jess grabbed her crotch and rubbed the area, biting her lip and closing her eyes. She began to unzip her jeans slowly, not taking her eyes off Leah.

That eye-to-eye contact sent shivers of arousal through Leah, but the combination of actions caused the sexy blonde bombshell to lose her balance. Suddenly Leah saw Jess tumble. She shot out of her seat, but she was too late to catch Jess, who hit the floor.

“Oh my God. Are you okay, Jess?” Leah looked down at her friend, who lay with eyes closed and body motionless. Panic rising inside her, she looked round to see where her phone was to call an ambulance.

Suddenly the other woman erupted into a fit of giggles, much to Leah’s relief.

“Seriously, Jess, I thought you hit your head or something!” Leah moaned, letting relief wash over her now that she realized her friend wasn’t hurt. Her heartbeat was just returning to normal.

Jess held out her hand to Leah. Their fingers meshed together and Jess pull her down to the floor.

As blue eyes held her own, Leah knew her breathing had become uneven. Was this the dream she had longed to come true for so long? The club was silent. The track had finished. The disco lights spun, a shower of multi-colored lights creating a magical space around them.

Leah lowered her head down. It was a now or never moment. She looked at her friend with her halo of golden hair spread around her. She looked like an angel on the midnight floor.

Jess’ eyes softened the closer she got. Leah’s lips hovered over hers. She licked them slowly before kissing Jess passionately. She felt Jess’ hands in her hair, holding their lips together. She wants this as much as I do. Leah stroked Jess’ hair while her other hand went to her breast, squeezing and massaging.

Jess spread her legs under Leah and wrapped them around her, drawing her closer.

Leah ground her hips into Jess, enjoying the friction. She pinched a nipple, eliciting a groan from the woman beneath her. She moved from her lips to her neck, licking and biting the delicate skin down to her breasts. She sucked the hardened nipple though the lace and Jess’ moans became louder, her hands holding the back of Leah’s head to her breast.

Leah took her time enjoying the body she had longed to make love to. Her pussy was wet, but she wanted to focus on Jess’ needs not her own. She went from one nipple to the other before pulling the bra up to reveal full breasts with pink, wet nipples. She squeezed the breasts together, drawing both nipples into the center, then licked a trail from one to another.

Jess squirmed under her, gasping with each lick.

Leah kissed down her flat stomach to her hips. Her zipper was halfway down so Leah unzipped it completely, revealing matching lace undies. She pulled at the jeans.

Jess sat up a little to help ease them off, removing her shirt and bra at the same time.

She lay down and Leah drank in the sight of her creamy skin, pink in places where she had sucked or gently bitten. She buried her head between Jess’ legs, and she found the lace was wet with the other woman’s juices. Leah sucked her clit through the lace, enjoying the taste of her.

Here are the BUY links:…

Evernight Publishing

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/truth-or-dare-by-michaela-rhua/

All Romance Ebooks

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-truthordare-1090968-149.html

Amazon.com

http://www.amazon.com/Truth-Dare-Romance-Go-ebook/dp/B00BKQMOVG/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1361814770&sr=8-3&keywords=michaela+rhua

Amazon.co.uk

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Truth-Dare-Romance-Go-ebook/dp/B00BKQMOVG/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1361814976&sr=8-3

Author Bio:Michaela Rhua …

Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she loves writing!

She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

Michaela is a multi-published author with Breathless Press, Evernight Publishing and a self-published anthology with authors from The Nuthouse Scribblers.

Find her here:…

Website: http://michaelarhuaauthor.weebly.com/

Blog: http://www.michaelarhuaauthor.blogspot.co.uk/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MichaelaRhua

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/michaelarhua/

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/MichaelaRhua

Thank you so much for being my guest today Michaela. I wish you all the best with your tempting new release, Truth or Dare!

Always love,

Carlene Love ♥

HAPPY SNOWY HUMP DAY!

Posted on March 6, 2013 by Carlene Love

Well hello there friends,

I hope this post finds you happy and enjoying whatever weather that has taken up in your part of the world. For me, it is snow. And lots of it! Winter Storm Saturn has pulled into town and from the looks of the sideways blowing flakes and heavy frosted tree limbs curling downward outback, we may very well be housebound for the next couple days!

Perfect timing to share what’s new in my world with you

First things first though, HAPPY HUMP DAY! (from some of my favorite leading men…oh, and you’ll be sure to want to scroll all the way to the bottom where I’ve saved THE BEST of the boys for last…)

Now, for those of you not familiar with the Waterworld Mermaids, those are the lovely and talented gals I have been group blogging with for nearly two years now, please be my guest and swim on over to the pond. I’m the Mermaid hostess today and I’ve posted about how my Mardi Gras going grandma would have made the perfect romance novel heroine. And I’d love to hear your grandma stories as well. I know we’ve all got a few great ones to share Here’s the link to help you safely navigate your way over to our waters…WATERWORLD MERMAIDS.

And now for some super exciting tidbits about the places I’ll be book-partying this month…Catch me over at THE ROMANCE REVIEWS site on March 12, where Sidewalk Flower will be one of the featured Q&A’s to help celebrate TRR turning 2 years old! Have fun answering the trivia questions, playing the book cover matching game and garnering points to be entered into not just a free e-copy of Sidewalk Flower, but also prizes from the 400 plus authors who are also participating. And, the grand prize which is a $100 gift certificate! Here is the link to follow to the party…THE ROMANCE REVIEWS.

Still looking for more romancey book fun? Me too! That’s why I’d love to see you over at BARBARA VEY’S 6TH ANNIVERSARY BASH on March 15. I’ll be bringing Shirley Temples to the party, which yes is pretty tame but trust me, if you’ve ever been to one of Barbara’s bashes, they are a ton of virtual fun. So be my date, pretty please??…BARBARA VEY’S 6TH ANNIVERSARY BASH.

Before I make like a good girl and crawl back into my writing hut, I’d like to share what I’ll be doing tonight to keep my tootsies warm and stave off old Mr. Winter Storm Saturn…My critique partner, Ellora’s Cave author Lynne Silver, has another hot one releasing today from her CODED FOR LOVE series! Some cozy time with Program Soldier Chase Stanton sounds so very good…Happy FALSE MATCH Release Day, Lynne!

Happy Reading, Writing and Hump-daying friends!

Always love,

Carlene Love ♥

WELCOME AUTHOR DORIS O’CONNOR: SOL AND THE MAGIC FINGERS

Posted on February 28, 2013 by Carlene Love

Happy 1st day of March everyone! You know, sometimes you just sit around pinching yourself because you just feel that lucky. That’s me today because I get to play hostess again to one of my favorite Evernight authors, the one and only, Doris O’Connor! I absolutely love her newest treat, a sexy hot story about a genie named Sol who turns one woman’s e-reader into well….I’ll let Doris tell you all about it. Take it away, hot author mama!

Thanks so much for having me here today to share a little about my new release, Sol and the Magic Fingers.

This story was a dream to write, because it literally wrote itself :) I’ve always been fascinated by Genies. Aladdin was one of my favourite stories as a child. So, when a reader left a comment on my blog wishing for a magical e-reader, I immediately thought, “Oohh, now there’s an idea.”

I was busy with other things, until New Year’s Eve, when I was standing at my kitchen sink, doing the washing up, and … Poof … in true Genie style there was Sol in my head, telling me the entire first chapter.

Now, I love it when that happens, but it was New Year’s Eve and I had a poorly toddler to boot. However, I know when resistance is futile, and like the dutiful author I am, I sat down and took dictation. Four am the next morning saw me type The End.

So, there you have it. The magical journey of Sol, lol. I hope you enjoy reading his story as much as I enjoyed writing it…

Blurb:

Breaking your e-reader at the end of a long and trying day is enough to send any woman over the edge. Karen’s one treat are her naughty stories. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Saucy stories in the old library? It doesn’t seem likely, but when Karen is sent home with an odd looking reading device magic happens at the touch of her fingers. Is the drop dead gorgeous man she encounters real or just a flight of her imagination?

Caught in a weekend of sexual delight, will she lose her heart, as well as her inhibitions? And is there any future for the two of them?

Adult Excerpt:

She jumped up, rinsed off her plate in the sink, and grabbing a fresh cup of coffee on the way, headed for the sanctuary of her bedroom. Here she liked to immerse herself in her stories, to forget about her worries, and let herself be transported into another world of drop dead gorgeous men, who actually knew how to pleasure a woman, and didn’t leave their dirty socks on your bedroom floor. She giggled at the thought and ran her hands over the e-reader. Just like before it seemed to come to life in her hands. It shimmered and grew, and as if by magic the story she’d been reading appeared on the screen. Well, Mr. Jones had said it was in there. She found her place and started reading.

Two hours later she dropped the reader out of her clammy hands and drew a ragged breath into her lungs. Wow, that had been an intense read. The story was hot, but somehow, this time round it had felt as though she had been the heroine in the book, so engrossed had she been in the scenes unfolding in her mind. Beads of perspiration covered her body, and her breasts felt heavy and so sensitive that the slightest touch of her blouse against her hard nipples sent darts of stinging awareness between her thighs. Her underwear was soaked through with the evidence of her arousal, and a mere brush of her fingers over the engorged nub at the top of her slit was all it took for her to tumble into a breathtaking orgasm.

When she had her breathing back under control, she smiled, as her fingertips touched the reader. It brightened and vibrated slightly, and Karen couldn’t stop herself from murmuring her wish.

“If only you could magic me a real life man like the ones in your stories.” The reader grew hot, and Karen yelped as it burned her fingertips. She blew on them and frowned, but the reader was once again back to normal. Still that odd looking design, but not glowing, vibrating, or otherwise, and—she touched it gingerly—not hot. Karen shook her head at her fanciful imaginings and headed for the shower.

That’s what she needed, a nice long, hot shower to chase away the cobwebs and a chance to try out her new waterproof dildo. She sniggered as she turned on the shower and eyed the huge phallus shaped object. She would see…

She switched on the shower and stepped under the heavy stream. The power shower had been the major selling point when Karen had bought her apartment. Where other women soaked in the bath, she lingered in the shower. Nothing like letting the jets of hot water soothe cramping muscles and drain the stresses of the day down the swirling plughole. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander. She wasn’t really standing in the shower—no she was on a tropical island under a cascading waterfall, waiting for her lover to appear. She smiled and cupped her breasts, imagining it was another set of hands massaging the heavy globes. She leaned back against the tiles to steady herself, only in her imagination it was her lover’s hard muscled chest. Two strong arms circled her, and her heart did a silly little flop, as teeth grazed her ear.

“I’ve got you. Just let yourself feel.” The deeply seductive, slightly accented voice dripped over her senses, like hot, molten chocolate, and the unmistakable edge of command caused a delicious flutter of excitement deep inside her core. He trailed his large, slightly calloused hands along her arms and pulled them up high above her head. Something wrapped around her wrists and another tug brought her up on her tiptoes. She swayed until his hard arm ‘round her waist grounded her against him. A hair-roughened thigh slipped between her legs, creating delicious friction against her core, and a rush of her juices coated her nether lips.

“Who are you?” She had to ask, even if it meant spoiling the magic, for the hard cock pressing into her ass cheeks left her in no doubt that she was not on her own. Either she was fast asleep, having the most erotic dream yet, or she had indeed been joined in the shower by an unknown man, whose clean and slightly spicy musk permeated her consciousness, and pitched her arousal higher still. Like the strongest aphrodisiac, his scent surrounded her, strange and familiar all at once, and the frisson of fear the absurdity of the situation brought with it, just increased the intensity of her feelings.

“I’m Sol, and I’m here to make your dreams come true. Will you let me?”

(YES, YES, YES! says carlene quietly as she gives her e-reader a few shakes…)

Author Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

STALKING LINKS:

Website http://www.dorisoconnor.com/

Blog http://thetardisscribbles.blogspot.co.uk/

Twitter https://twitter.com/mamaD8

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/pages/Doris-OConnor-Romance-Author/241366635885432

Pinterest http://pinterest.com/dorisoconnor/

Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/pages/Doris-O%27Connor.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Doris-OConnor/e/B00694IRSI/

All Romance E-Books: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?searchBy=author&qString=Doris+O%26%23039%3BConnor

BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/doris-oconnor

Thank you so much for being my guest today, Doris, and for bringing a touch of magic with you!

Always love,

Carlene Love♥

WELCOME AUTHOR STELLA BERKLEY: I’LL BE DAMNED

Posted on February 19, 2013 by Carlene Love

Today’s guest is the dynamic & playful author, Stella Berkley! She’s here to tell us about her Hot New Evernight Release, I’LL BE DAMNED. But before we get down to that good stuff, let’s see what Stella had to say about my Valentine’s Kissy question for February’s Guests:

♥KISS N TELL WITH STELLA♥

Is a kiss meant to be more romantic or more heroic? Meaning do you think a kiss is meant to be pleasing or is it to say you are staking a claim to that person?

This is a really interesting question, one I had to step away and really think about. I stripped away what society suggests a kiss should be and what many of my friends wish it would be, and let myself imagine my ideal kiss. And yes, it would be a brand of sorts, a mark of mine.

I’m not a romantic. Never have been and probably never will be, and I know that sounds funny coming from a romance author. If you’ve read my stuff you would know the happily ever after comes after a lot of forks in the road, after heartache and tears. I’m enamored with dominant males, so naturally I would lean more toward the claiming than the romance. I do, however, think a kiss can change after a while, after certain emotional events, and can become that tender thing that weakens most women’s knees.

(I love this! Thank you for sharing your kissy thoughts with us, Stella! Now onto your hot new release!)

Blurb:

For one night, love is enough to bridge the distance between heaven and hell.

In Devil Be Mine, Lucifer’s soul whore, Delilah, is tempted by her favorite submissive, Micah, an angel as pure as she is naughty.

In Fire and Ice, heaven’s black sheep, Qenna, meets her match in Pyro, chaos incarnate and devilish charm in a designer suit.

In Raven, a reaper forces the Guardian, Mara, to accept what’s in her heart or say goodbye to her Raven forever.

In Hunting Pleasure, Lucifer’s Lieutenant, Selene, indulges in heaven’s highest ranking sentinels, Michael and Arael, who turn the hunter into the hunted.

And finally, in No Mercy, God’s right hand, Gabriella, must convince Lucifer to abolish the law standing between her brethren and their lovers. To right a wrong she played a part in, Gabriella agrees to a private meeting with the object of her darkest fantasies—the devil himself.

Excerpt from Fire and Ice

Giant snowflakes drifted down around me, where I perched on the ledge of the war monument. The wings of the stone angel at my back, along with the growing darkness, would mask my own silver wings from any humans who might wander through Centennial Park.

Beneath me, Micah, one of my brothers on high, walked by cloaked in a black trench coat and a fedora.

“You’re not going to Lu’s titty bar, by any chance, are you?” I shouted down to him while suppressing a snicker. “Gabriella’s going to be pissed.”

Micah stopped and turned striking blue eyes up at me, cutting across the winter twilight like beacons. “I—how did—it’s none of your concern, Qenna.” He rolled his head until his neck cracked. “What are you doing down here? Gabriella told you to remain in the upper realm tonight since she’s with Him and Lucifer and can’t keep you out of trouble.”

No wonder she was so crabby earlier. She totally wanted to bone Lu—it was written all over her every time someone mentioned his name. I quirked up an eyebrow and shrugged. “If you won’t answer me, why the hell should I answer you?” I snorted and leaned forward, my long, white hair tumbling over the edge of the monument in spirals. “And you’re one to talk. She told you to stay put, too.”

His eyes darkened before tilting his head forward, obscured once again by the brim of his hat. He gave a disgruntled huff. “Just do us all a favor and keep out of trouble, though saying that to you is like telling a kitten to stay away from a dangling scrap of yarn.” Micah continued in the direction he’d been going. “Lucifer isn’t around to watch his kind tonight, so you’re on your own.”

“Say hi to Delilah for me.”

Micah’s shoulders hunched up, but he never turned back. “And give my regards to Pyro.”

Buy Links

Amazon | All Romance Ebooks | Evernight Publishing

Stella Berkley’s Bio:

Stella Berkley grew up in small town Ontario as a farmer’s daughter, usually up to her ears in some kind of trouble. A career daydreamer, Stella has a vivid imagination and a love for fantasy, especially the dark and steamy kind. Two of her novellas have been published with Cobblestone Press, and two novels by her tamer self were published last year. When she isn’t writing, she hangs out with her husband and young daughter at their little house in the woods.