Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Guest Blog: Excerpt Master of Two by Patrica Green and Karin Ito

Today, I'd like to welcome Patricia Green and Karin Ito to the blog. They're sharing an excerpt and blurb of their latest release. So sit back, relax and enjoy the delicious tidbit they've shared.

Kevin, Renee, Amiko and Ross embark on a race to reunite BDSM lovers. Can they do it?


Discover the world of Kevin Watson and his two lovely partners, Renee McNamara and Amiko Saito. In this story, Kevin and his women are sundered by an evil Countess, who claims to be in love with Amiko, so kidnaps her and drags her to the continent as her slave. Kevin can't countenance the loss of one of the women he loves and he and Renee embark on a mission to retrieve their partner and bring her back home to Los Angeles.

There are tribulations and dominance challenges along the way, often complicated by their rough, hired private detective, Ross Adler. Kevin's sadism peaks and valleys along with his moods. Renee is brokenhearted that her friend and lover is missing, but she is devoted to Kevin and his harsh way of showing his love. Amiko's experience is brutal and a trial to the lovely woman's fortitude.

Can Kevin and Renee vanquish the evil Countess? Will they get Amiko back, and if so, in what condition?

NOTE: This book includes intense BDSM themes among consenting adults, M/f/f ménage, and erotic content. If these things offend you, this is not the book for you.


Kevin’s exertions shone on his strongly hewn features as a light sheen of moisture and a burning heat from his body, even in the cool water, but it was the focus in his eyes that compelled Renee to greater heights. His gray eyes were gun barrel dark, moving from Renee to Amiko, then back again. He was drinking in the moment and Renee reveled in it.

The phone in the house began to ring and no one was inside to answer it—the maid was off for the night. Kevin mumbled, “Let it go.” None of the three skipped a beat, ignoring the insistent ringing until it stopped a minute later.

Amiko begged for release; Kevin grunted a non-answer, and the beautiful Asian woman groaned, her need bringing her too close to breaking the house rules.

Kevin growled and arched his back, filling Renee to capacity and beyond, then ground out a single word, “Now.”

Both women mewled and sobbed their release as a chorus of animalistic exhalations.

On the glass patio table twenty feet away, Kevin’s cell phone began its trumpet concerto ring, breaking the harmony of pants and sighs humming on the hot Los Angeles night air.

“Damn.” Kevin pulled out of Renee unhappily, his annoyance written clearly in the slant of his dark brows toward the middle of his broad forehead.

The phone stopped ringing as he levered himself from the pool and dried his hands, the rest of him dripping on the tiny, smooth rocks of the deck. As Kevin toweled his face and dark hair, the phone clonked to alert him to a voicemail message. He picked up the phone and touched its screen, then raised it to his ear.

Renee, still floating on a Sargasso sea of satisfaction, watched him through half-lidded eyes. His face darkened as she watched, the tiny lights climbing the palm trees in their yard illuminating him only dimly. The pool light added a blue tinge to his otherwise tanned appearance. She heard his low curse, and watched him stab the phone, closing its connection.

His voice was urgent, curt. “I have to go. It’s Lori. Something’s wrong. I have to go.”

Buy links:

Blushing Books: http://goo.gl/iwbQUU

Amazon: http://goo.gl/UkPm8y

Barnes & Noble: http://goo.gl/HVV9zd

Author bios and contact info:

Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-time fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She writes love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than two dozen published novels and novellas.

In her personal life, Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey and baseball.

You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:

Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) com

Website/Blog: http://www.patriciagreenbooks.com

Facebook www.facebook.com/Patricia.Green.Romance

Twitter: @PatriciaIGreen

Google+: http://plus.google.com/+PatriciaGreen

Amazon Author Page:  http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4541511.Patricia_Green

Karin Ito is a very private person, just starting out on her writing journey. Her life revolves around her family of five and her duties within her household. She is an avid golfer and enjoys cooking and reading. She's been writing for about two years.

You can reach Karin at:

Email: karin.ito.author (at) gmail (dot) com

Karin's stories are available on Literotica and through Patricia Green Books.

Thank you so much for stopping by, Trish and Karin!

Happy Reading!

Saturday, July 12, 2014

A writing update

Yeah, the blank page has been winning more than I'd like lately, but I am not moaning about it right now. Today, I woke up with ideas and solutions to a few of my writing problems. I freaking love when that happens and it seems as if it has been way too long since it last occurred.

By Fate's Desire (formerly SS#), it's the story I've been focusing on for the most part lately. I like the dragon, vampire and especially the witch in this story. She's a little vulnerable in her own way, although vulnerable is not quite the word I'm searching for.

Protective Affairs--Dallas--I've got to tell you that the heroine in this one, Maria is a tough woman, not only in the sense that she's werewolf and good in a fight. She's not very talkative and learning about her hasn't been easy even with pointed questions.

Future Menage--I haven't done much on this lately. I really should. After I get going on it, it shouldn't take too much to finish it. It won't be that long.

As for my handwriting forays, the bears is going all right since I decided to take out one of my favorite scenes. And although I haven't started the Feiral story, I think it's solidified. I like the heroine Lyra, although she's another tough customer, very tough, but a little quirky and funny too.

Happy Reading!

Saturday, July 05, 2014

Familiar Research

I always wonder about the research authors of some of my favorite books. I thought I'd share some of the research I did while I was writing Familiar Desires. Generally, I let the story flow and then go back and fill in some of the details.

Some things though I had to know while I was writing. A lot of the information never made it into the book, but it helped me solidify the world around the shifters and wizards.

I couldn't seem to get Michael and Kane's house right as I wrote it. So I spent some time looking for house layouts for the mountain home. I studied them until I found the one that suited the two men.

I also researched the layout of the police station in the book. Because honestly, I had no idea how the areas of a police station should be situated. I took a little license with it, but stayed as true to the sketch as I could.

Ski resorts and the nearby towns that supported them were also on my list of research. I had no idea what the citizens of Devoe would do when there wasn't snow on the ground and what would bring in money in the other three seasons.

There were other smaller things that didn't require as much time. Some investigation into animals and plants. I also looked into the traditional familiar/witch relationship even though I knew from the start that these Familiars, Witches and Wizards had a much more symbiotic relationship than that.

So, authors, what research do you do?

Check out this book here:
Ellora's Cave

Happy Reading!

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

Getting back on the writing track

I was sick early in June. Nothing too serious and after a few days I was feeling better, but writing-wise not so much. My mind was foggy and it was hard to concentrate. In the following days, I had a few days when I had some success, but overall, for a while everything was simply off. It's so easy to get out of the habit of writing every day and hard to get back into it.

So although, I'm still working on getting back to normal. I thought I'd post a list of ways to get back to writing.

  • Nutrition and exercise--Yeah, coffee and tea are a definite part of the writer diet, but, especially after an illness, it's important to eat better and move.
  • Get out and do something--a change of scenery, even going out to a movie, could be what's needed. Just being away from the keyboard might re-energize and inspire you.
  • Don't beat yourself up--There are going to be times when you don't make your goal. Maybe days of frustrating block are adding up. We're all human. Take a moment breathe and focus on what you're doing now. Yesterday is gone. Today's writing is what you need to focus on.
  •  Read--Maybe something outside your favorite genre or even a favorite book that has characters you love! Or how about picking up one of the craft books on the shelf and trying a few of the exercises there.
  • Read the last chapter you wrote--Get back into the flow of the story. Step into the world and let it excite you once again.
  • If the above step doesn't work, (and I particularly don't like doing this myself) cut that last chapter or scene and take your characters in a completely different direction. (Remember to save the cut chapter onto another document. You might be able to use it later.) It's a drastic step, but it might be the scene that's holding you back.
  • Goals!--Everyone has them even if they're not written down. Until you get back to your normal try writing down a specific number and see if you can absolutely destroy it.
  • Change your writing space--I'm not suggesting moving the furniture, although that might be a way to get a fresh outlook. If you normally write in an office, try the recliner or the nearest coffee shop.
  • Turn on the music--If music inspires your writing, start your favorite playlist and go.
  • Journal--About what inspires you, story ideas, characters.
  • Pen and Paper--Go back to pen and paper and write longhand. It might be the change you need.
  • Most of all, keep trying and keep writing. Even if it's a few sentences or paragraphs, you'll be making some progress.
So do you have any tips or tricks you use to get your mind focused and your writing back on track?
Happy Reading and happy writing!

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Guest Blog--Taking Eve by Tina Donahue

Today, I'd like to welcome Tina Donahue to my blog. She's celebrating her latest release, Taking Eve, which came out on June 25. She's given a us a very delicious excerpt, so read on and enjoy.


A willing slave to possession, punishment, pleasure…

Dreams of a manor where submission and dominance once ruled draws Faith to hypnotherapist Colin Danes. Potently virile, he looks remarkably like her most cherished master from a past life. Desire smolders in his eyes, proving he’s never forgotten her.
Their carnal dance continues in the present and leads to their past when she was known as Eve. Through hypnotherapy, Colin brings her back to the Victorian era, a hidden estate where she eagerly submits to whatever he and her other noble masters crave. The exquisite discipline of the strap. Being bid on and mounted each night. Displayed and used for the enjoyment of all.
Most will take her. One will try to imprison her. Only he will be her true master in that life and this.


Eve was still bathing when he came for her. A man whose presence she’d frequently felt. A stranger she’d often seen riding past this cottage, his steed magnificent, a sorrel with a startling white mane and tail.
At those times, she’d noted the man’s well-defined features, noble bearing, the way his attention had focused on her alone. How his gaze had lingered and possessed, warming her skin, calling to everything female within her, demanding her submission. She’d given it, not moving, scarcely drawing a breath, her work forgotten.
Nothing except him had mattered.
Not once had he spoken or made a demand. During his increasingly prolonged observations of her, he’d been content—or obliged—to do no more than look.
Now, she saw the rope he held in one gloved hand.
Eve’s belly fluttered.
The ends of the rope jumped as he moved past the doorway, his height requiring him to stoop to avoid striking his head. He wore no top hat. Snow dusted his dark hair and shoulders. His ankle-length cloak was of fine black wool, lined with fur, his eveningwear consisting of a dark coat cinched at the waist and trousers of the same color. Fresh milk couldn’t compete with the flawless white of his vest and cravat, tied perfectly about his throat.
He closed the door, bolting it against interruption of what he was about to do.
The thought of it—and the metal’s sharp clack—caused Eve to start. Her pulse pounded fiercely. The candles Mrs. Trumble had lit stopped flickering at the wind’s departure. A few stray snowflakes floated in the air.
Eve felt none of the chill that he’d brought inside, only intense heat, spreading from her chest to her belly and cunt, then to her neck. Her throat tightened, not allowing her to make any sound as he stopped just short of the tub. Close enough for her to see his lushly lashed eyes, of the purest blue, more glorious than any sky.
He regarded her naked breasts to the exclusion of every other part of her and spoke for the first time. “Pull back your arms and arch your back. Present yourself to me.”
His voice was quiet yet commanding, smooth yet rough with arousal.
Unsteady with desire, Eve did as he wanted. She had no other choice. She wanted none. With her back arched and her arms drawn back, she lifted her breasts in offering.
He studied the ripe globes and her tightened nipples at a leisurely pace, moving from one side of the tub to the other to get his fill.
Eve remained a silent, obedient witness to his brazen perusal. Craving and enjoying it, desire pulsing through her.
A small smile touched his lips as her breasts quivered with her quick breaths. At length, his attention moved lower, to the part of her the bath continued to hide. Its violet-scented water reflected the candles’ flames, which tinted it gold and orange. Warm colors that hardly matched the heat blazing within Eve.
“You know what to expect?” he asked.
She nodded.
“All of it?”
Eve thought not, so she shook her head.
He seemed pleased by that and began, “From this moment forward, you’re never to cover yourself in any of your Masters’ presence. Your breasts, nipples, mouth, cunt, ass and anus are ours to use as we please. Whatever we require of you, no matter how demanding or indecent, you’re to obey with the greatest haste. You belong to us now. We have your agreement. Did you make it willingly?”
Eve had.
Thank you so much for stopping by Tina!

Happy Reading!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Guest Blog--Katya Armock--To Snarl or to Snuggle

Today, Katya Armock has stopped by the blog to share the blurb and an excerpt from her latest release, To Snarl or to Snuggle. It's an erotic paranormal romance and the 3rd in her Hidden Lines series. So enjoy the excerpt and the gorgeous cover.


She just wants to make it through her whirlwind wedding. Too bad life isn’t cooperating.

Chloe thinks her life is just about perfect. She’s finally got her psychic abilities under control, her relationship with her father has never been better, and she’s finally marrying her shape-shifter boyfriend Jorge. But when a teenage shape-shifter in need of help leads Jorge’s rival to their door, Chloe’s perfect life deserts her. Chloe’s mother and grandmother find themselves in a psychic feud that leaves Chloe caught in the wake, and a woman with suspect motives insinuates herself into Chloe’s life. Throw in a shocking revelation about the origins of her family’s extrasensory abilities, and she’s not sure she’ll make it down the aisle in one piece, let alone live long enough for a happily ever after…

And she thought meeting her in-laws was tough.


I return his kiss and clumsily finish unbuttoning his shirt. We break apart long enough for him to strip his shirt and me to lose mine and my bra. I nuzzle his neck, nipping at the tender skin along his collarbone as I rub my hands over the rippling muscles in his back. He groans, pushing us down until we lie side by side on the bed. We kick off our pants and underwear, our naked legs entwined. His erect cock presses near my core and fires the heat between us.

“I can’t wait to be married to you. To have you be mine in that way.” His voice is husky, his breath a hot trail along my cheek between his peppering kisses.

I melt against him, utterly vulnerable yet feeling so safe in his arms. I reach out to him through our connection, sending images of our merging body and soul.

“Come in me.” It’s half demand, half plea.

With a sexy smile, he pushes me to my back, his body over mine, his arms tight along my sides. As he slides into my waiting sex, I arch into him and hook my legs around his waist. Heat rolls off of him and his rumbling purr sends shivering vibrations through me. Well, the purr and his cock. And if I’m being fair, his touch, his essence, his mind, his soul.

He kisses me quickly, and I look at him in question when he pulls back. He smiles, his pace slowing but steady. “Your mind seemed to wander off a bit there. Just ensuring you’re still with me.”

“Always.” It’s a promise I intend to keep.

Buy Links:

Etopia Press
Amazon UK

Special Sale on Book 1! To Hiss or to Kiss is $0.99 for a limited time.

Chloe can “talk” to animals…so why can she hear the thoughts of this hot, green-eyed man?
Abandoned by her mother and raised by a father who’d given up on life, Chloe doesn’t let anyone get close. Lucky for her, she can communicate with animals—telepathically. Animals are the only people she needs. When a suspected dogfighting ring comes to her attention, Chloe decides to do a little spying. In her rush to win the dogs’ trust, she almost gets caught.
Until a sexy stranger intervenes, and she finds she can overhear his thoughts. She’s never been able to hear people, and this man’s about as sexy as she’s ever seen. It’s more than intellectual curiosity that drives her to discover his secret: he’s a jaguar shape-shifter, and the presence of this cat among the dogs might be a bit too much to handle. But the animal attraction is just too hot to resist, and the passion between them makes both the sparks—and the fur—fly…

Buy links for To Hiss or to Kiss

Etopia Press

Author Bio:

I like books that are funny and fun to read (and hot!) but also make me think or look at the world in a new way.
These days you’ll find me writing, pet sitting, juggling a number of freelance gigs, and reigning as my home’s domestic goddess. I live in the Midwestern U.S. with my husband, dog and cats. Alas, I have, as of yet, been unable to teach my husband how to purr. I love to hear from readers. Connect with me:

Website: http://katyaarmock.com/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/katyaarmock
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Thank you for stopping by Katya!

Monday, June 23, 2014

Tiern's Five

On Facebook, I was tagged in a meme called Five for Five where you post five thing about the hero or heroine of a WIP. Well, I did it for the heroine of By Fates Desire (was SS3), Jannae, so I thought I'd post a list of five things for one of the heroes here.

Tiern Ro'Cosh

1. Tiern's a vampire with gorgeous, long black hair.
2.  Before he was sent to train with one of the older Dragon Vampire pairs, he lived in Geohn Hold near the edge of the Geshan Desert.
3. Sometimes Tiern feels disconnected with the other vampires. He's spent so much time away that in a way he feels as if he's an outsider even in the place where he grew up.
4. Tiern's very much an action man, but that can sometimes get him in trouble. It definitely does with the gorgeous lady he meets when he's searching for Draeus.
5. He's a bit overprotective in some cases

Bonus fact: Tiern wears a kilt like garment during a celebration early in the book. (I do love men in kilts.)