Happy Halloween – It’s Steamy!

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So last year I went with a Werewolves vs. Vampires theme.  It remains a great debate with no clear winner. This year – Steampunk !

I’m not sure if Steampunk is for everyone but as of late, it has really captured my writer’s imagination.  I find the photography stimulating in it’s beauty, darkness and cold metals with luxurious fabrics.  It just sounds SEXY. 

So are you a Steampunk fan or are you wondering what all the hype is about?  Comment below for a chance to win my EPPIE Finalist E-Book, “Sexing up the Spy”. 


Halloween Blog Hop – Join us

Mark your calendars! Friday 10/29/10 at 7am EST to Sunday 10/31/10 at 7pm EST

We’re gathering a plethora of romance authors and bloggers together to celebrate All Hallow’s Eve.

Trick or treat with us, as we hand out eye candy galore. Enter to win your share of a huge grand prize.

Check out the ever-growing list of prizes!

Wolf’s Magic by Rebecca Royce
Choice of back list by Gem Sivad
$5 MBaM gift card from Hailey Edwards
Shifting Passions by Xakara
Choice of backlist by Trina M Lee
Preja Vu by Alanna Coca
A Sight to Dream Of by P.G. Forte
Choice of backlist by Monette Michaels or Rae Morgan
Choice of backlist by Juniper Bell
Choice of backlist by Sara Brookes
Choice of backlist by Jolie Cain
Winner’s choice of $10.00 Amazon gift card or $10.00 Starbucks giftcard from Sandra Sookoo
Choice of back list by Christa Paige
Choice of backlist by Dee Carney
Choice of backlist by Lauren Frasier
A character in her next book named after you from CJ Black
Print copy of “Healer’s Garden” (shipping to US or Canadian resident an international winner would receive a $15 Amazon certificate) from Nina Pierce
Choice of backlist from Tina Holland
Choice of backlist from Olivia Brynn
$5.00 Amazon gift card from Maddy Barone
Terran Realm: Measure of a Man by Bonnie Dee
Secrets of Night by Virginia Cavanaugh
Choice of Backlist by Stacey Kennedy
A character in her next book named after you from Rhonda Print
$5 MBaM gift card from A. Catherine Noon
$10 gift card to preferred e-book seller (i.e. Amazon, Sony, B&N, All Romance) from Annemarie Hartnett
Sleepy Hollow Dreams by Taryn Kincaid
Personal Research by Cari Quinn


Saturday Sexcerpt – Hat Trick by Cerise Deland




HAT TRICK Cerise’s  Oct. 20 release in the COUGAR CHALLENGE series at EC—a ménage with two younger men for a sassy older Texas woman!  Awesome…here you go Naughty Girls…

“You have children?” Trey’s brows shot up. “You don’t look old enough for that.”
“I am,” she said flatly as she whisked drops of moisture from her glass, wondering if this revelation about age and children would have both men walking out the door. “Clay is nearly twenty-four and in med school in New York. He is my husband’s and my only child. A great guy, too, I must say.” She lifted her glass in a toast. “To great men.”
“Carla tells us you were crazy about your husband,” Gage said.
“I was. Walt was a sweet man, a hard-working rancher and when he died, I thought I had lost all my passion for living.” She tried to smile and failed. “But I am still here and loving my life.”
“You never thought of leaving Winterhalter?” Trey asked.
“Never had a reason to. It’s certainly small, and I know everyone, which is good and bad. But don’t get me wrong, I love to travel, too.”
“Really?” Gage looked intrigued. “We do, too. Where do you go?”
“Every six months or so since my husband died, I pick a city in Europe and go alone for two weeks. I do the ruins and the cathedrals. I shop ’til I drop. And wow, do I eat!”
Both men grinned.
“Can’t prove it by us,” Gage praised her.
“You are one terrific-looking woman,” Trey told her, his green gaze caressing her face and drifting ever so deliberately down her throat to the vee of her white cotton blouse. “So what are you? Forty-two? Three?”
“Five. Forty-five.”
“I’m thirty-three,” Gage told her in a hushed voice.
“And I’m a year younger.”
Her lips parted. Each man sat silently looking at her, waiting for her reaction. What could she say without sounding like a predatory female? You are both stunning specimens of manhood? I want each of you? “Seems like age has nothing to do with how successful you both are.”
“It hasn’t.” Gage nodded and took in a huge breath. “The three of us went to Texas Tech together and from our folks we were each fortunate enough to inherit some money. We pooled it after we graduated, bought a ranch outside Dallas ten years ago and turned it into a shopping mall.”
“We built from there. Now, we are committed to finding a piece of land in an area where we can develop a five-star resort.” Trey finished his margarita. “We’ve done some research of this area. Jed and Gage and I think Carla’s ranch and some adjacent acreage might be the right place. But we need more help. Someone who knows the land. The ecology. The politics. The people. Gage and I hoped you would ride around with us for a few days. Show us the sights. Tell us about the town.”
Belle didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. They wanted her around not for good loving, but for her knowledge? Wow, had she gotten this all wrong. She felt like a fool. Did she look like one, too?
Gage seized her hand. “Belle? Darlin’, look at me.”
She felt Trey stroke her arm.
She gulped and trained her gaze on Gage.
“We had the research planned before we came. Before we met you. Before we enjoyed being with you. And now that we have and we see how lovely you are, how sweet and smart, we want to stick around. We want to be with you.”
“Belle, cara,” Trey crooned. “We thought you’d like the idea of being with us. Helping us. But we want your company. You.”
She bristled with excitement. Beneath the table, Gage’s foot slid over to stroke hers.
Trey’s knee pressed hers. “Belle, with all your long auburn hair. And those pink lush lips. And your dreamy purple eyes. Honey, you are a vision. A ripe and delicious-looking woman who needs good company. And we want to show you how we treasure you.”
With compliments like that, what was a girl to do? Say no? Not likely. Say absolutely? Darn right! Say…
“I would love to help you. Be with you.”
“We don’t want to rush you,” Trey said. “But if you prefer one of us, the other would be disappointed, but good with that.”
If I prefer one of you? If? Her mind whirled. There was no question in her mind now about the topic they really discussed. With a few teensy issues left barring the way, she knew she was now ready to take the Challenge. “You don’t have relationships back home in Dallas with anyone who might get jealous? I wouldn’t want to damage—”
“No,” Trey replied. “I need a woman who gets in my head, first. Not any like that I’ve met in years.”
“And I meet too many women who are looking at my wallet, first,” Gage said.
“Where are their brains?” she wondered, then collected her own. “Have you both been attracted to the same woman before?”
“We have. Once.” Gage played with her fingers. “Trey and I know we have the same tastes. We don’t let jealousy become a problem. We know how to share.”
Wow. Two men who share. Had she ever dreamed of such a thing? She squeezed her thighs together. Her pussy was getting all swollen and juicy just imagining the fun she was about to have.
Trey fiddled with her wedding ring. “But the last time we shared was years ago. We haven’t found a woman in a very long time who is fascinating. And you, Belle Sterling, are one rare and exciting lady.”
The waiter appeared at Gage’s elbow. “Have you had a chance to look at the menu?”
“We certainly have,” Gage told him, checking Trey’s face and then Belle’s.
The waiter nodded in deference to Belle. “For starters, we have the soup or the salad. What would the lady like?”
She considered the possibilities. With a knowing smile at Trey and then Gage, she looked up at the waiter and told him. “Both.”
(Copyright 2020 Cerise DeLand)

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AuThursday – Cerise Deland

Please help me welcom fellow Resplendence author, Cerise Deland.  So Cerise, when and why did you begin writing?

Not counting my writing from age 8 as anything professional, I would tell you that more than 25 years ago I began to write for newspapers, magazines and then corporations and finally fiction! (Although I often say that what I wrote in the corporate world was also fiction, the time I spent there was invaluable in terms of character studies. And because it was Capitol Hill in Washington, I learned ever so much more!

Q:  What do you feel is the most important aspect for all new authors to remember when writing or creating their own stories?

Tough question!  I think making it realistic is the biggest challenge to any writer. This means so many aspects, such as dialogue, action and period details must be accurate.

Q:  Do you have a specific writing style?

I am a good mimic. That quality made me a good speech writer on Capitol Hill and it makes me a good dialogue writer. Given that, I think my voice changes according to the period, but my themes do not. What are they? Ah. I have discovered them (as I think most writers do, over a long period of time just by writing) painstakingly.  They are that romance and love are essential to a full life. That love, when honored, soothes the wounds of reality and makes life joyful.

Q:  What books have most influenced your life most?

KATHERINE by Anya Seton I read when I was a teenager and it inspired me to write historical fiction that was accurate, dramatic and yes, romantic.  Kathleen Woodiwiss’s novels were the next most influential, because I saw that this kind of writing could be commercial and accurate.

Q:  What are your current projects?

Under my real name, I write a non-fiction book, but also a big novel about an American nurse on the battlefields of World War I. Also with my son, I write a screen play about a woman who saved French art from Nazi destruction in World War II.

As Cerise DeLand, I am finishing two projects –both erotic thrillers—with my dear good friend, Desiree Holt!

Q:   Name one entity that you feel supported you outside of family members.

I would not be where I am without the guidance and inspiration of those who head ROMANCE WRITERS OF AMERICA, a wonderful organization that has helped to make female authors of fiction respected in this industry.

Q:   If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?

One allllllllllllways wants to change something!  That’s why every author writes The Next Book!

Q:  Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

Plotting. Plotting. Plotting!

Q:  Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

My new website (not yet complete but working) at www.cerisedeland.com

or my blog, http://cerisedeland.blogspot.com

Join me on Saturday when we read an excerpt from Cerise’s Hat Trick!


Have you been Naughty Today?

Saturday Sexcerpt – Blood Moons by Alianne Donnelly

Dara reached out; then, her fingers brushing his brow, his temple, down to his cheek. “Your face is changing,” he heard her say. “Does it hurt?”

He heard his own growl, a purely animal sound no human vocal cords could produce. Did it hurt? Christ, yes. He was in agony just keeping still under her touch. Her fingers brushed into his hair, sifting through it, and he almost purred. Was his sight changing again? She hadn’t been so close to him before.

But it wasn’t Dara who’d moved. Without meaning to, he slid his hand forward to just beside her hip and shifted his weight on it in a slow, fluid motion, leaning closer to her. He never blinked as he watched her face. He could hear her heartbeat quicken and she was breathing in little gasps. Her pupils went wide, her cheeks became rosy, and her lips … Ah, it was a beautiful sight to behold them plumping the slightest bit and parting just a little.

He’d dreamed of this. Seeing her like this. Feeling her tremble beneath his touch. He’d imagined the feel of those lush lips on him so many times he’d lost count. In his dreams, he’d had her on all fours before him as he slammed into her and bit her shoulder in a frenzy. He’d seen her riding his cock in complete abandon, as wild as he felt. Tristan had felt her go down on him in his mind so many times he could almost believe it had really happened.

Dara thought he was trying to forget their kiss. She had no idea.

AuThursday – Alianne Donnelly

Please welcome my fellow Liquid Silver Author Alianne Donnelly.  So tell us Alianne, where are you from?

A: I am originally from Slovakia but for the past eleven years I have been living in California.

Q:  What inspired you to write your first book?

A: Lol the first one was mainly a challenge to see if I could do it – keep a story going for 100k words or more. The very first day I sat at a computer and typed 20 pages. Yeah, it was a mess… But five more books later, I learned how to do it right. It’s true what they say: Practice, practice, practice.

Q:  What books have most influenced your life most?

A: Early on it was fairy tales, and they still fascinate me to this day. They’re the reason I write Happily Ever Afters. Now I read mainly romance and history/mythology books. When life gets really stressful or glum books become my escape. More often than not, what I read tends to influence what I write and how I write it.

Q:  Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

A: Names. This gets me every time. I come up with an amazing place, or a really great character, and I can’t for the life of me think of what to name them. I even put together a notebook of just names I like. Now I read through it and think… what the heck kind of a character would be named that?? Lol

Q: What was it like, getting the “call” that your first book, “Blood Moons” would be published?

A: When I saw the email in my inbox I figured it was another rejection. I read through it, looking for the “regrettably…” part and never got to it. I think I actually stopped breathing and my eyes went wide as saucers when I read it a second time and realized it was an acceptance. I called every person I knew just to say, “I’m getting published!!! Okay, gotta go!”

Q:  Who designed the cover?

A: I honestly don’t know. I believe all the back-and-forth was handled through an intermediary. I wish I knew so I could thank them in person. The cover came out even better than I imagined. I love it!

Q:  What was the hardest part of writing your book?

A: Writer’s block. Most of the time I fly through a story blind and let it develop the way it wants to. The hardest part is when I get stuck. I’ll sit there, staring at my computer screen for hours and end up browsing the web instead of writing. Usually it means I messed up somewhere. I’ve scrapped entire chapters before and rewrote whole sections just to steer the story in a better direction.

Q: Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?

A: I learned that you should write what you want to read because you never know what an agent or publisher will respond to. Blood Moons is the first of my novels ever to get published and if you’d asked me a year ago, I would never have guessed this would be the one. But I would have written it anyway. =)

Q: Do you have any advice for other writers?

A: Don’t give up. People will put you down, they’ll condescend to you, they’ll tell you it’s all nonsense and nothing will ever come of it. I’ve been there. I’m still there with some people around me. I don’t write for them. I write for myself, because it’s what makes me happy.

Q:  Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

A: My blog: http://aliannedonnelly.blogspot.com and

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Alianne-Donnelly/136408409725584?ref=ts


Join me on Saturday when we read an excerpt from Alianne’s book Blood Moons.


Saturday Sexcerpt – Nightwalker by Rhonda Print

Welcome back naughty boys and girls!

Today we are reading an excerpt from Rhonda Print’s Nightwalker available at Liquid Silver Books.

Ian took my hand and led me to a glass-enclosed atrium. Stars glittered above me through the glass ceiling and the desert outside was backdropped by the mountain range. A jetted spa that trickled a waterfall into a large swimming pool illuminated the room. Palm trees surrounded the edge of the spa, providing privacy. Wow.

“It’s like an oasis in the desert.” I spoke softly so as not to disturb the natural peace in the room. Like talking in a library.

Ian walked over to a large stone bench and sat. He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his pale skin and muscles hidden beneath. I silently gasped and felt a wave of desire heat my body. Each muscle flexed and tensed as he moved to kick off his boots; then pulled his socks over his feet. As he bent and exposed his back, I couldn’t help but admire the breadth of his shoulders, my eyes following his spine down to his narrowing back and waist. His wavy black hair fell over his face and I was left with a view of his neck. I had the sudden urge to run my tongue along his exposed neckline to his kissable mouth. I wanted to slide my hands over the strong shoulders and let them slowly caress a path down his chest and along the expanse of his stomach, tracing the trail of soft, dark hair that led from his navel and disappeared under the denim of his jeans. I wanted to feel his hands fist in my hair as I explored his body.

I shook myself out of the thought.

My face blazed red as I saw Ian’s eyes bore into mine, the look of passion on his face that a man gets when he knows you’re interested in more than just conversation.

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