Tuesday, 20 June 2017

NEW RELEASE FROM PEYTON BRITTANY CLARKE: BOUND TO THEM

Hi there,

I'm really thrilled to be bringing you the new release from a very talented author and lovely friend, Peyton Brittany Clarke. 




[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual Cowboy BDSM Menage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, HEA]


Jake Hargate is a man with a past. Born into a rich and powerful political family in Massachusetts, they were all raised to believe one thing: protect the family's interests at all costs. After leaving that life behind, Jake finds love and happiness married to Max Krause, a Dom, and Ally Renjel, a submissive. Being Max's submissive gives Jake the security he needs, and topping Ally gives him the control he craves.

But when a political scandal threatens to ruin Jake's brother, a prominent governor who hopes to move up the political ladder, Jake is drawn into a dark world of vengeance he swore he'd never enter again. Jake's family gives him a choice: help them or risk the life he cherishes with Max and Ally.

Deciding to do whatever it takes to protect Max and Ally, Jake is drawn into a world of darkness. Will Max and Ally be able to rescue him, or will Jake be lost forever?


Note: This book contains double vaginal penetration.



A Siren Erotic Romance

STORY EXCERPT


Lear went to his favorite chair and sat down. He leaned back, crossed one leg over the other, and tapped his fingers on his thigh. If Baldwin’s marriage fell apart, his own life would go to crap. Not only would he be out of a very cushy, well paying job but he’d also lose access to the best pussy he’d had in a long time and the child it produced.

It was better for everyone to keep everything moving forward as planned. And in order to do that they had to make sure the public kept believing that Baldwin and Eleanor were happy and very much in love despite the rumors. Problem was Phoebe Jones was determined to get to the bottom of this affair thing and ferret out the truth.

“Phoebe may be snooping around, but she doesn’t know anything yet.”

“Tell that to my press secretary,” Baldwin said dryly. “She’s been fielding calls from that woman every day. And we’re both tired of it.”

I bet you are. It’s probably because it’s interrupting your fuck sessions.

“Really? I thought you liked having a reporter on your ass day and night.” Lear grinned savoring the little jab. His brother was a namby-pamby, he needed to have a little dirt shoved in his face on occasion.

As Baldwin’s senior adviser, aka crisis manager, it was his job to watch Baldwin’s back at all times. When there was trouble, he handled it. Why this escaped Baldwin’s brain now irked him.

“Fuck you too, Lear.”

“Whatever.” Lear checked his watch. He hoped he’d be able to get the airport early, so they could take off ahead of schedule. He reasoned it wouldn’t matter too much if he was late since he was using Baldwin’s private jet. “Are you done losing your mind? Because I have a job to do so back off and let me do it.”

He pulled the phone away from his ear while his brother yelled and ranted. He rolled his eyes as he waited for his brother’s caterwauling to end.

“Feel better?” Lear asked.

“For now, assuming you do your damn job,” Baldwin said. “How are you going to fix this?”

“Do you really want to know, or do you want to see the result?”

“Of course I want to know,” Baldwin snapped. “That’s why I’m talking to you.”

A smart politician would have said no, preferring to keep his hands clean, but not Baldwin. He was too controlling for his own good. In forty-two years, Baldwin had not changed one bit. He was still as high-handed as ever despite the everyman persona he showed to the public. His arrogant and dictatorial manner was legendary among his staffers and the servants that kept his house in tip top shape.

Lear knew Baldwin thought of him as just another lackey to do his bidding and not a partner in his bid for the White House. If there weren’t bigger things at stake, he would have dropped Baldwin a long time ago, leaving the asshole and his lofty political ambitions far behind.

“I’m going to use Dalcourt,” Lear said.

“What about him?” Baldwin asked.

“He’ll get that reporter and anyone else she’s alerted off of your back,” Lear said. “They’ll be too busy tearing apart his life to even think about you or your...friend.”

“Dalcourt is your big solution? I knew I should have went with Smith.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Lear asked.

“It means it’s a stupid idea. He’s not going to roll over and play dead for you,” Baldwin said.

“Yes he will,” Lear said. My talent is wasted working for him.

“Why?”

“Because he will. God, man you are infuriating. Father always said you had the brain of an ox.”

“I won’t say what he said about you. Mostly because it will piss you off too much and I still need your help.”

Lear sighed. “My God you are a pain in the ass.”

“Are you just going to give that reporter Dalcourt’s name and address and hope for the best?” His tone walked the line between bitterness and incredulity.

“No. A little birdie is going to tell her that I’m leaving town and that it has something to do with this affair thing. Naturally she’ll follow me, I’ll get her to meet me and then I’ll dangle our little brother in her face. The story will be so juicy she’ll have to bite.”

“Why don’t you do that here?” Baldwin asked.

“Dalcourt doesn’t live here. He lives in some dinky town in Wyoming called Wildsage. And I’m luring her to Wyoming to make sure she does her job and latches on to him, there. I can’t risk her getting distracted by you and your antics.”

“What if she refuses to bite and decides to return here?” Baldwin asked. The uncharacteristic fear in his voice was unnerving.

“She won’t. If you knew what I know about Dalcourt, you’d be drooling over this too,” Lear said.

“Finding dirt on Dalcourt is damn near impossible. He’s too shadowy,” Baldwin said. “You have got to tell me what you have on him.”

“I can’t. I’ve already said too much. The less you know about this the better it is for you and me.”

Baldwin laughed even louder. “You think that little pipsqueak scares me?”

“I didn’t say that. It’s my job to make sure your name stays out of these things and that’s what I’m doing.”

“Okay, okay.” Baldwin fell silent. “Once he finds out you that you’ve fucked him, he’s going to be pissed.”

“He won’t find out unless you tell him,” Lear said.

“I’m not going to tell him. But he will find out nevertheless. Doing that sort of thing was his job remember?”

“Okay so what if he does,” Lear said.

“You just need to be prepared.”

“I am because I know how to get him where he hurts,” Lear said.

“What if he manages to get that reporter off his trail?”

“He’ll have no choice but to do what I say if he knows what’s best for him,” Lear said.

“You’re a killer Lear, you know that don’t you.”

“That’s why you have me on your team,” Lear replied.

“Dalcourt’s our brother, why would you even think about doing that to him?” Baldwin asked.

We all have to make sacrifices for the family and it’s time he made his. “Don’t worry about it. I have to go or else I’ll miss my flight. I’ll talk to you later.”

Lear ended the call and glanced at his luggage beside the front door. He checked his watch. He had just enough time to get to the airport, to check in and head to the bar for a drink. He needed a few drinks before he dealt with his younger brother.



ADULT EXCERPT



Blindfolded Jake sat on his haunches. He felt a gentle brush of his Master’s finger across his chin.

“Relax Orchid,” Max said. “I can see the tension rising in your shoulders.”

“Yes, Master,” Jake replied with a sigh. He opened his thoughts to the messages his body was sending to his brain. The gentle sting of the rough rope entwined around his wrists as they lay nestled in the crevice of his upper back.

Jake inhaled deeply and centered his mind concentrating on the sensation of his body as he knelt on the floor. The plush, soft carpet enveloped his knees. It smelled of fresh flowers from the cleaner that their wife loved to use. He adjusted his position on the carpet, spreading his legs farther apart further increasing the tension on his legs. He groaned with pleasure, then flexed his chest and back muscles. Stimulated to the fullest, his mind threatened to overload.

“Orchid focus on my loving embrace,” Max said.

Jake sighed. “Yes Master.”

Stay in the present. Bondage had been the best thing Max had given him for handling his anxieties. Throughout their training, Max said the core of Jake’s anxiety was rooted in his tendency to stray away from the moment.

The rope around his torso tightened. Not enough to restrict his breathing but just enough to send waves of arousal to his dick. Instantly, all errant thoughts fled his mind.

“I love you Master,” he said.

“I love you too Orchid,” Max replied.

Jake tilted his head to one side. Master’s clean fresh scent wafted to his nose. Heat spread across his cheeks and his heart fluttered. He realized Max was inches away from. His hot breath dusted Jake’s cheek. It moved then he felt firm lips touch his. Jake opened his mouth, and Max’s tongue slid inside. Sweet and gentle, the kiss made his body tingle and his cock pulse. His hands, though bound elegantly behind his back with rope, tensed as he fought the urge to try to break free of his bonds and give his Master a passionate kiss.

He opened his eyes as Max pulled away. Jake mewled his protest. His cock was harder than before and he wanted more. He grimaced in order to maintain control.

“No,” Max said sharply.

A wave of adrenaline surged through his body. Jake allowed his head to fall back, as his eyes closed and his mouth opened. A calloused fingertip brushed lightly against his cheek.

“Enjoy my love,” Max said. His deep baritone voice melted Jake’s soul. “I’ll come back to you in a moment.”

Jake listened as Max expertly untied the ropes around Ally. She moaned softly as Max kneaded her skin. After a while, he heard her contented sigh.

“How do you feel?” Max asked.

“Good,” Ally said with a dulcet tone.

“Present yourself to me,” Max said.

Jake heard the gentle thud of Max’s feet as he walked to him.

“Orchid,” Max said.

“Yes Master?”

“Time to move on, come back to me,” Max said.

“Okay,” Jake replied.

Max removed the blindfold. Jake opened his eyes. The world around him seemed brighter. The colors more distinct. Max loosened the knots and deftly unwound the rope from Jake’s torso. Max set the jute rope aside and massaged Jake’s chest and arms. They sprang back to life this time bringing forth a surge of energy.

“Oh God,” Jake yelped.

His body was on fire with need. He craved his Master’s touch.

“You feel it,” Max said.

“I need you so badly, please give me more pleasure. Fuck me please,” Jake said practically whining.

“I will. But not yet.”

Max massaged his chest and back. His calloused hands were like sand paper further stimulating him. Max’s hands traveled the length of his arms and legs, grazing Jake’s aching dick.

“How do you feel?” Max asked.

“Good. Master, I want more.”

“I know you do. I will give it to you in time. But first you must pleasure me. Go to the bed.”

Jake did as was told. Once on the bed, he smiled, happy that he was able to serve Max.

“Flower suck Jake’s cock first, don’t stop until I tell you,” Max said. “Keep going until he’s on the verge. Jake, you are not to cum. Your orgasms are mine. Your cum is mine. You cannot shoot your load until I tell you. No matter what your body demands, ignore it and obey me.”

Jake licked his lips and nodded.

“You may proceed Ally,” Max said.

Jake gasped as her lips wrapped around his dick. His opened his mouth and let his head fall back as she worked his shaft with her tongue. Max licked and nipped his neck, sucking and kissing his burning flesh. Pressure built up in Jake’s balls as she pumped his shaft, alternately mouthing his mushroom tip while Max left a trail of pain on the side of his neck.

“Master please,” Jake said as a tear rolled down his cheek.

He didn’t know how much more he could take. His Master was an expert at giving him blue balls, keeping him on the brink, allowing him to see the edge but not letting him go over it. After a couple of years of play Jake was better at maintaining his control, but he was not that good. His ability to stave off his impending orgasm was starting to slip.

“You can stop now Flower. Orchid is on the verge. Aren’t you my love?”

“Yes Master,” Jake said. He closed his eyes and settled his mind on unsexy things like the work that awaited him tomorrow.

“Deep breaths Orchid. Listen to my voice and come back to me.”

Floating somewhere above them, his mind came back to the moment. He heard them kiss then stop.

“Oh God I’m so hard,” Jake whined.

“Then you’re ready for the next part. This time you can watch,” Max said. “Ally suck me.”





Buy Link-  Siren Bookstrand- http://www.bookstrand.com/book/bound-to-them

Amazon- https://www.amazon.com/Bound-Siren-Publishing-Menage-Amour-ebook/dp/B071Z8VZFC/


Bio-

Peyton lives in Michigan where she dreams of summers that aren't so humid. She and her husband have been married for over a decade years and he often lends a helping hand or opinion or two when she's writing a steamy scene.

She loves to travel and hopes to make it to a romance writers convention sometime soon to meet her idols in the genre without getting too much "stalkage" in.

When she is not on the net, she is reading about the life of her latest "book boyfriend" or creating one in her own works. If you'd like to to contact her. Drop her an e-mail. She loves hearing from her fans and admirers.


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Wow! I can't wait to read this one! Thanks so much for being my guest today, Peyton. Reader, feel free to leave a comment for Peyton below or message her on the above links, and thanks for stopping by.

Take care,



Monday, 22 May 2017

Suzy Shearer - New Release - Elephants and Ever-Afters


Hi there,

It's my great pleasure to welcome back to the blog my Australian friend, Suzy Shearer, with her latest release...

Elephants and Ever-Afters
by Suzy Shearer





AVAILABLE: Wednesday, May 17th
Heat Rating: SEXTREME
Word Count: 98,087


For plus-sized Laura, 55, sex means she’s in charge, she just needs to find a man who’ll accept that.
When she meets the sexy-looking Tobias Duncan she thinks he’s a bull elephant charging everywhere but all the same he strikes a chord deep inside her. 








BLURB

It’s like a clash of wills when Tobias Duncan, 57, meets Laura Keell, 55 but neither can forget the impact each had on the other. To Laura, Tobias is just like a charging bull elephant, but he still presses every button. For Tobias, Laura is everything he’s ever dreamed of.
Tobias tries everything he can to find out where Laura lives, he just can’t forget this beautiful plus-sized woman. Both try to forget, but when a chance meeting with a friend of Tobias means he can see Laura again he jumps at the chance. But there is a problem that neither share.
Tobias wants a woman who dictates the terms during sex. And Laura? Laura loves to be in charge. They drop hints over a few weeks until a rather interesting event sees Laura confess. Their romance goes from casual to sizzling almost overnight. Nothing can come between them as their love grows—that is until a tragedy strikes.
Will death separate these soulmates?
(Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, M/F, HEA)

STORY EXCERPT:  
When the train finally pulled into Central railway station, Laura pulled her warm black jacket over her cream top, slung her tote over her shoulder, and stepped from the train. After getting a taxi from the station to drop her outside a large building in the centre of Sydney’s business district, Laura checked the tenants’ board, confirming the solicitors she needed were on the third floor. Rather than use the lifts and trying to get some exercise, Laura opened the exit door and began climbing the stairs to the third floor, her heart pounding in wonder what the meeting would mean for her.
As she reached the third floor and went to open the door with her left hand, it was suddenly slammed open, knocking her backward. Somehow she managed to grab the door knob as she fell saving her from a dangerous tumble down the long steep flight of stairs.
“What the fuck?” A loud bull-voice screeched down at her.
Laura went to stand, putting her hands on the ground, only to have her left wrist send a bolt of agony up her arm. Twisting, she managed to get to her feet using the nearby railing. Standing, she glared across at the attractive man before her.
Before she had a chance to open her mouth, he continued yelling, “What the hell did you think you were doing?”
Never one to back down, Laura looked daggers at the man and shouted, “Me? What the fuck were you doing opening the door like a frigging bull elephant charging a car?”
Indignantly he replied, “I did not!”
“No? Well in that case how was I knocked off my feet?”
She wanted to add Mr. Smarty Pants but thought maybe it would be a bit too much.
“You shouldn’t have been there,” he said irrationally.
Laura couldn’t believe his attitude.
“What? I shouldn’t use the stairs but you can? Come off it Tembo.” She fought the urge to slap his handsome face as she suggested, “Just admit you charged through that door without thinking of other people.”
Full of indignation he bellowed at her, “I did not!”
“You did! You’re just a fucking angry bull elephant Tembo, charging without looking or caring.”
“Not true! And my name’s not Tembo,” he barked.
“It is, Tembo’s Swahili for elephant and that’s what you are—a crazy bull elephant!” she returned his shout with her own.
The pair of them glared at each other, sizing each other up for the next round of shouting when Laura noticed another attractive silver-haired man just behind the elephant trying very hard to stifle a laugh. He put his hand on the elephant’s arm.
“She’s right, Toby. You did slam that door open.”
The laughter in his voice was unmistakable. He side-stepped passed the elephant who’s eyes continued to bore into Laura’s in anger and something else which Laura couldn’t put a name too. She did notice the elephant had lovely light brown eyes to go with his sexy face, but she tried to ignore them as the other man picked up Laura’s bag then held it out to her.
“Are you okay miss?”
The adrenaline rush Laura had gotten when the door flung open now disappeared. She began to shake when she looked down the stairs and realised she would have been seriously injured if not killed had she not grabbed onto the door handle. The second man followed her look and grimaced. He looked at her kindly and put his hand under her right arm.
“Let’s get you somewhere where you can sit down.”
Thankfully, Laura allowed him to usher her through the door after she pushed the elephant rudely aside. Unfortunately, he followed the two of them as Laura was led to a large couch in a long airy foyer.
“Thank you,” she managed to stammer, then stared fiercely with what she hoped was an extremely angry look at the elephant.
The other man said something to him she didn’t catch and finally he had the grace to look slightly embarrassed as he nodded, turned, and walked through the large doors into the reception area of the offices opposite. A moment later, he came back with a cup of water. Laura’s hand shook too badly as she attempted to take it from him. Instead, he put it on the seat alongside her. Murmuring her thanks, she tried to lift her left arm.
She couldn’t hold back the gasp of pain as she moved it. She looked down at her swollen wrist. Already twice normal size, it was beginning to darken. The second gentleman looked at her wrist then up at the elephant.
“We’ll need an ambulance.”
“Fuck,” said the elephant with undue emphasis.
© Suzy Shearer 2017

ADULT EXCERPT:

His tongue did wonderful things to her body, then he dropped the cloth and began kneading the other full breast. Laura loved it, she threw her head back and enjoyed the sensation of his tongue, his fingers and the water—all caressing her. Her body tingled all over, her excitement gaining speed with every touch.
“On your knees,” she gasped, her voice gravelly with arousal.
Tobias dropped to his knees, looking up at her, and Laura looked down into his face.
“You told me you would do whatever I asked,” she said, lowering her voice sensuously.
“I did and I will, just order me. I promise to make you happy.”
Steeling her heart, she asked, her chest tight with concern, “So, if I want you to fuck me, you will?”
“Of course.” His words were almost breathless.
Laura held her breath. This was it.
She asked, “If I order you not to come until I tell you, would you? If I wanted to tie you up and ride you? If I tell you how to fuck me, you’d obey?”
“In a heartbeat! Oh my god Laura, nothing would give me greater pleasure.”
She looked at him in stunned amazement. Could it be? Oh god please let it be. She crossed her fingers, but she had to make certain he really knew what she was asking.
“You do understand what I’m saying Tobias? I… I have to control things in the bedroom, not you. At times I may want to spank you, tie you up, you’d have no say in what I did.”
He rocked back on his heels, a look of sheer ecstasy on his face. If possible, she saw his erection grow harder.
“I knew there was a reason I wanted you, sweetheart. It’s what I want, a woman who will control me when we have sex. It’s what I’ve always wanted.”
She searched his face, her heart pounded with joy. He nodded, she pulled him up by his hair and kissed him. Tobias gave back as much as she took, their tongues entwined. Laura melted against him, his cock pressed hard against her body. They finally broke apart, his mouth close to her ear.
“Order me. Tell me. I want you so badly, I want this so badly. I need you to command me.”
“Make me come with your mouth and your hand.”
Somehow she managed to give the order, her voice overjoyed but husky and low.
He dropped down to the floor again and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. Laura put a hand on his other shoulder and one against the wall to balance herself as he ran a finger up and down her wet slit. Her moan of delight burst forth as she felt his tongue run the length then stop as his mouth sucked in the bead of her clitoris. All she could do was close her eyes and hang on for dear life as he worked on her body with his magic tongue and those fingers of his. He soon had her writhing and screaming his name as she came.
Panting, she had to wait a moment before she could speak again. The sopping towel on her head had dropped to the floor sometime as she’d squirmed and twisted. She pulled on Tobias hair, unable to say anything and he crawled from under her leg and stood. She took hold of his cock and ran her hand up and down the length of it.
Finally able to speak, she said softly, “I’m going to suck this, but you can’t come. If you feel you will, tap me and I’ll stop. Just know I’ll be very angry if you do come.”
“I understand.”
Laura sank to the floor, kneeling on the soaking towel and looked at the penis as it bobbed in front of her. It was a lovely thick cock, its eye staring at her. She leaned forward and licked the length of it, feeling Tobias shudder as she opened her mouth and drew it in.
Right then Laura decided Tobias had a delicious cock. As she stuck the tip of her tongue into the eye, she knew she’d be sucking on it often. Working her mouth up and down it, she wrapped her tongue around the sensitive underside. She felt Tobias’s fingers grab her shoulder so she drew his cock almost out before trying to swallow it. His fingers tightened their grip on her shoulder and she smiled to herself. If she gave a few more deep pulls, he would come, but that would be unfair to both him and her. She needed to know how he fucked, if he truly wanted her to control things.
Drawing his cock almost out, she looked up. His eyes closed, his mouth open, breath rapid. The fingers on her shoulder had dug in as he tried desperately not to come. Laura took pity on him and stood after kissing the head of his dick. He’d leaned against the wall, still with his eyes shut, breathing hard and fast. Laura turned off the water and grabbed a few towels. She threw one at Tobias, wrapped another around her head, and used the third to partly dry herself.
“Come. Show me how hard you can fuck a woman.”
© Suzy Shearer 2017

Elephants and Ever-Afters is book 5 in the Dark Desires series.

This series is about the secret cravings we have, the things that go on behind closed doors. Those dark desires we harbour and crave but sometimes afraid to ask for.

Each book in the series is a stand-alone so the books can be read in any order.

  
LINKS - WHERE TO FIND SUZY:                                                                  


LINKS WHERE TO BUY:
Angus & Robertson (Aust): http://ow.ly/CxcGa
Bookworld (Aust): Bookworld


BIO:
Best-selling and Award winning author Suzy Shearer writes contemporary and paranormal erotic romances filled with mature and interesting characters. Her books have consistently reached her publisher's Best Seller list with several reaching # 1.  Her book Build A Love was runner-up in the Ménage category in the Easy Chair Bookshop's Fiction competition 2015 and A Hunter's Heart was runner-up in the Series Category.
Single, Suzy lives in the Western Suburbs of Sydney Australia with one very spoilt dog and two equally spoilt cats keeping her company.
She is a Buddhist, an Author, an Artist, a computer nerd and a voracious reader. Suzy has a penchant for crazy coloured hair - pinks, purples blues even rainbowed.... it changes every month - oh yes, also a penchant for tattoos!
Her books always feature older heroes and heroines; ranging from mid-40s to 60s. The heroines are usually confident plus-sized women who are proud of their curves. Suzy feels it's important for readers to connect. 
When she discovered many romance books seemed to cater for younger readers with their heroines and heroes in the 20s she decided to write about characters who were older but maybe not always wiser.  As she is in her 60s Suzy feels she can relate to her characters desires, fears and hopes and hopes her readers can as well.
Suzy also wants her readers to understand just because people are older doesn't mean they aren't intriguing, desirable, open to challenges and willing to experiment. Sexy isn't just for the under 30s.
When Suzy is not writing, she is usually painting - an accomplished watercolour Artist her subjects range from portraits and animals to nudes and landscapes. Check out her artwork at: http://sooziiiart.blogspot.com/



E-BOOKS OUT NOW
The Club series
The Club: Bound
The Club 2: Uncollared  
The Club 3: Waxed
The Club 4: Displayed
The Club 5: Submit
The Club 6: Unmasked

The Hunters series
A Hunter's Heart - Book 1
A Hunter’s Choice - Book 2
A Hunter’s Challenge - Book 3

Dark Desires series
(each book is a standalone)
Whipped Delights           
Craving Her Master        
Melting Her Dom’s Heart
An Artist’s Kiss
Elephants and Ever-Afters

Single Titles
Daemons Are Forever
Build a Love
Perfect Three                                                   
PAPERBACKS OUT NOW
Vol 1 - The Club (Bound and Uncollared)
A Hunter’s Heart
A Hunter’s Choice
A Hunter’s Challenge
Perfect Three
Daemons Are Forever
Build A Love
Whipped Delights
Craving Her Master
Melting Her Dom’s Heart
An Artist’s Kiss


Thank you so much for joining me today, Suzy - we must get together more often! Thanks to you, too, reader, for taking an interest. Please feel free to comment below or contact Suzy directly.Take care

Monday, 24 April 2017

My New Website

Hi there

I've been really busy lately working on my new website, http://www.bellasettarra.com/, which has all sorts of info about me, my books and even where I'll be signing, among other things. Go take a look if you have a minute, and while you're there feel free to sign up to my newsletter which will be sent out occasionally to keep you updated on what I'm up to and what I'm planning, as well as the odd competition or giveaway.

It took a while to get to grips with building the site, as I'm not much good at technology, but it was an interesting and rewarding experience. I hadn't realized just how many books I'd written until I came to put them on the site, along with covers and blurbs. If you've read any of my stories, and enjoyed them, I'd love it if you could drop a quick review on Amazon.com, it only needs to be one word if that's all you've got time for (and I hope it's a nice word that you choose, lol).

Take care,





Tuesday, 14 March 2017

Cavern County News

CAVERN COUNTY NEWS



Hi there,

Just wanted to fill you on the latest news about The Cowboys of Cavern County.

The third book in the series, Two for Trinity, will be released next month. As the title suggests it's a menage story (have you noticed a pattern emerging here?)

And I've also just heard that Totally Bound want to publish the next book in the series, too. Isla's Irish Cowboy is a MF story.

I'll keep you posted :)

Take care



Friday, 25 November 2016

Cowboy Romances? YOU?

Hello again, 

With my new series, The Cowboys of Cavern County, having it's second novel published recently I thought it a good time to explain a few things...


Cowboy Romances? But you’re British!

I’ve heard this so many times I thought it a good idea to address the proclamation head-on.  The thing is I LOVE cowboy romances. Something about the smell of leather and rope, the sight of cowboy in his tight jeans, boots and hat – or even out of them ;) just does it for me.  I enjoy reading about them and I adore inventing my own and writing about them!
Okay, so it might seem a little unusual – we don’t have cowboys in the UK. I’ve been asked many times how I can write about something which is so far removed from our culture.  Here’s what I think – it doesn’t matter. There are millions of stories out there depicting myths, fantasy, the paranormal, Sci-Fi etc. I’ve never seen a dragon, a fairy, a vampire or a werewolf – that I know of – and I’m sure I’d remember if I’d ever been to the moon! I’m confident that the authors who pen those books haven’t either, but it doesn’t stop them writing about them, does it? I admit there are some ‘rules’ when writing about these things – a vampire wouldn’t be a vampire without fangs, for example – but even then rules are often made to be broken.
We’ve all heard the old adage ‘write what you know’ and in a lot of cases that’s pretty sound advice. But it’s also a good idea to write what you want to know. I have learned about everyday life on a ranch, how to lasso an object and how to crack a bullwhip (okay, so that last one may have been more to do with my BDSM novels, but you get the idea ;)). If you have an interest in something – and why would you want to write about it if you didn’t? – you take the time and trouble to find out about it. I worry so much about offending anyone by getting my facts wrong that I have studied hard to make my stories as authentic as possible, while keeping the fun and enjoyment of a fictitious story. I hope I have succeeded and that you enjoy my foray into the wild (west) side of life!


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