For Your Eyes Only~Author Lani Rhea

Sexy Saturday #2

2012-03-17T02:00:00.000-05:00

Good morning to ya! Here are some spicy, sexy Saturday pics that should get your blood to pumping. Enjoy!

REVIEW:

Fire and Ice combine in Under Bonded Contract by Lani Rhea and Jp Archer. It contains two stubborn real estate agents with enough chemistry to melt your socks off. Now with a few bets between them, a trip to an erotic hotel, and a whole lot of foreplay used, this couple needs to decide whether or not they are going to become business partners, or something much more.

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

By Heather Powell at Sizzling Hot Book Reviews

Flash Fiction post #17

2012-03-15T21:31:00.000-05:00

Welcome to yet another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it’s worth 100 no more, no less. Thanks for stopping by and please follow the link to get to the other FFF posts. Flasher Fiction Friday.

Now here are my 100.

Lisa pouted, missing her husband. She hated his out-of-stateinventory job.

“When will you be home next?”

“In a couple of days.” Dave’s voice turned low, husky. “Youwant me right now don’t you?”

“Very much,” she purred.

“Lay on the couch. Touch yourself.”

She did as instructed and spread wide. Her fingers teased anipple, plucking like a harp string. Her breaths becoming increasingly rapid.

“I know what you’re doing. I want more. Play with your clit.”

Lisa lowered her hand, and slipped a finger inside herpanties, squirming, moaning louder.

“Yes. That’s it, baby. Fly us both home.”

I hope you enjoyed my FFF!

Have a great day!

Lani

Under Bonded Contract Giveaway with Review!

2012-03-14T11:37:00.001-05:00

Sizzling Hot Book Review:

Fire and Ice combine in Under Bonded Contract by Lani Rhea and Jp Archer. It contains two stubborn real estate agents with enough chemistry to melt your socks off. Now with a few bets between them, a trip to an erotic hotel, and a whole lot of foreplay used, this couple needs to decide whether or not they are going to become business partners, or something much more.

BLURB:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Camri Burns hasn't had sex in a year, not since she succumbed to the passion that burned between her and fellow real estate agent Jackson Pratt. But after a deal she thought they shared turned sour and he stabbed her in the back with his betrayal, she can't seem to give her heart, or her body to another man. He's truly ruined her chances at happiness. Then one day the unthinkable happens, and Jackson approaches her with another deal, one that would make her a whole lot of money. She's tempted with a capital T, but trusting him again would mean giving him another piece of her heart, and she's not sure she can do that. What she can do though is tease him, and make him beg for her body because if there's one thing she knows, it's that Jackson always thinks with more than one head.

Jackson can't help but want Camri's forgiveness. He knows he screwed up before, and he finally realizes that he can't live without her in his life anymore. The only thing he can come up with to solve this problem is to coerce her into signing a bonded contract. Sure the paper states the straight business end of the deal, but little does Camri know that the further the contract reads, the further away from business it strays. Jackson convinces her though that everything is by the book and there is no need to read the entire thing. She signs it of course, even though trusting Jackson is something she finds extremely hard to do. He does end up telling her after a short while what else is now expected of her, and this creates a very ticked off, but secretly very eager, Camri. Since the hotel they will be working for is an erotic retreat, she must experience it in all it's glory, and she must be with only Jackson during her stay. In simple terms, she has to explore her deepest sexual fantasies along with experiencing the true meaning during their upcoming stay.

It's now or never for this couple, and if they don't decide what they want soon, they may just combust from built-up sexual frustration.

I absolutely loved these two characters. They were written with such a passionate flair, and I felt as though their chemistry was off the charts hot! Jackson was a completely luscious alpha male. He loved to be in control, but yet, he always made sure that everything was done and special for the sake of Camri. He was passionate, eager, and so very charming. Camri, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. She was stubborn, unsure, and scared. She had every right to be though due to the fact that Jackson wasn't always the wonderful guy is is now though. I admired Camri's ability to stick to her guns and not give in to Jackson right away. She may have physically lusted after the guy, but her heart was broken and she needed to be sure she wanted to try it all again. She played it safe until the end, and her humorous teasing towards Jackson made her that much more of a satisfying character to me.

So if I was asked whether or not Under Bonded Contract was worth it, I would have to say most definitely. The plot line was well thought out, the passion was through the roof, and the characters were very well explored. I highly recommend Under Bonded Contract to anyone needing an erotic read that keeps them on edge and satisfied at the same time.

By: Heather Powell

Excerpt:

"Can you take that off?"
Camri's jaw dropped. "What? Here in the middle of the racks? Anyone could see me."
A frustrated growl escaped Jackson's lips. Abruptly, he tugged Camri toward the dressing rooms. Without even pausing for the 'One Customer at a Time Only' sign, Jackson pulled her into the cubicle and shut the door.
"Now, take it off."
Camri hesitated only a moment. The dark desire she read in Jackson's eyes had her reaching for the zipper. She shrugged the leather off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Nervous, she perched her hands on her hips, akimbo.
Her breasts pushed against the demi cup of lace. Barely covered nipples hardened with exposure to his gaze.
Jackson held the midnight blue to her torso, smoothing the fabric. His hands spread over the sides of her ribcage, to rest beneath the ledge of her breasts. His thumbs traced over the wire of the La Perla with tenderness.
Jackson massaged her breasts in time with each pull of air inhaled. It seemed as if he caressed her with his life's breath.
Camri looked at Jackson with every pant. The moment intensified. She wished she knew what he thought.
"I think we will take this. What do you say?" His hands flowed down over her small waist and full hips. Jackson tugged her closer, meeting the bottom half of their bodies together. She had no doubt about his level of stimulation.
A wild impulse filled Camri. "Do you think the bottoms will fit?" She felt her eyes widen with eagerness.
"Only one way to find out." Jackson bent to one knee. He snatched up the scrap of silk and lace. Camri couldn't help but see his cock straining against its denim prison.
His hands slid behind her knees, then up her leg and disappeared beneath the mini skirt. Camri shivered underneath his palms.
She saw his eyes widen when his fingers failed to find any barriers to his touch. In the small space, her own musky scent drifted in the air, broadcasting her arousal.
Jackson scooted closer smiling. He became eye level with Camri's molten pussy and evidently, quite happy to be there.
Camri chewed her bottom lip with anxiety. The curse of expectation had her fingers curled into tight fists. What Jackson might or might not do had her on the edge of desire.
"Raise a foot."
Camri closed her eyes and leaned her shoulders against the cubicle wall for dubious balance. This thrust her hips even closer to Jackson's eager smile.
She felt his hands guide her booted foot through the bit of material without a snag. "Okay, raise your other foot now."
She did.
Jackson slid the thong over her leather clad calves, past her knees and stopping midway on her thighs. He looked fascinated with the distance between the lacy material and the hem of the skirt. Slowly, he raised the panties higher, over her hips. The leather skirt rode his wrists to her waist.
Heaven...
Smoothing the thong, his fingertips swept over her soft belly, down to rest on her mound. His eyes, dark with longing, begged permission.
Camri gave him a small nod, yes.
Jackson leaned forward to rest eager lips on the fabric. Grazing them over the soft, silk material, he inhaled her scent. He kissed her mound. Hands that trembled slightly encircled to squeeze a handful of her bare ass.
Her hands found his shoulders, needing his stability. Her hips arched of their own accord toward what would soothe the ache building inside.
Jackson's tongue nuzzled her clit through the silk.
Camri bit her lips harshly to stifle a scream.
"I'd take this one, if I were you." He mumbled, kissing and nipping her pussy through the material that barely concealed her.
Camri shuddered under his expert caress. She felt a pounding in her blood that threatened to crash in on her. It took her dazed senses a minute to compute that the store clerk pounded on the dressing room door.
"Sir, only one patron is allowed in the dressing rooms at a time. You or the lady will have to vacate immediately." Camri recognized the voice of the surf stud stocker.
Obviously, Jackson did too. If his muttered curses and dire threats were any sign.
Jackson rose to his feet. His lips captured hers for a brief moment. A quick but thorough kiss, that left her lips swollen and tender.
"I'll go. Where did you leave your bags? I'll get them for you while you take a minute to ... straighten up."
Camri glanced just below his waist. His hard-on so prominent, there could be no disguising it. "What about you?"
His eyes were amused, his voice ironic. "This is normal for me when I'm around you. I am not the least embarrassed to be turned on by an amazingly, beautiful and wildly, sexy woman. Other men can only wish to be so lucky."
Camri hid her flush of delight for the compliment by bending to wiggle out of the underwear. "We defiantly will have to buy this outfit now."
"It will be my pleasure. Hopefully soon, it can be both our pleasures." With that, Jackson picked up the chemise from the floor and the panties from Camri's hand. He slipped from the dressing room, allowing Camri those extra moments she needed to dress and collect herself.
And need them she did.

Like what you read? You still want to wait until April 30th for this giveaway to be over? Are you sure? Well, okay. If you can wait leave me a comment with your email address, follow my blog and LIKE my Facebook Fan Page. This way I can make sure you, the one and only winner, will safely get your free eBook. *grin* (Entries will be checked to make sure the 4 rules were followed.)

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Have a great day!

Lani Rhea and Jp Archer

2012-03-11T10:50:00.001-05:00

Bonni Sansom's Blog Hop

Welcome to the Bonni Sansom's Blog Hop! I hope you have fun and enjoy playing along. I only have three rules.

1. Like my Facebook page. (Winners will be checked.)
2. Leave a comment.
3. Leave your email.

~One Winner~

Prizes: 1 person will win 1 copy of Under Bonded Contract.

BLURB:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

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Six Sentence Sunday #20

2012-03-11T10:50:00.000-05:00

These six come from my current WIP, a paranormal erotic romance short story, Unexpected Reunion which is under consideration with Lyrical Press, the future home of my paranormal erotic romance series Rising Currents': Louisiana Moon/Aeon Blood/Shadow Side.

Set up:

Justin Burns has yet to consummate his marriage with Lisa. He's standing outside the bedroom, debating if he should go to her now, or the next day. Just as he made up his mind to leave, he turns to walk away when a sexy voice, from his very sexy wife calls out to him. He opens the door to find her naked.

Here are the SIX:

Hismouth went dry. His body quaked with a need, and his blood pulsed, sendingwhooshing sounds through his ears. He took one step toward destiny, two stepstowards the desire and three steps towards devotion before finally reaching hisdestination. He’d vow to never upset her again like he did today—ever.

“Comehere.” Her voice hushed above a whisper, loud enough for him to make out whatshe wanted.

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BLURB:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Have a great Sunday!

Love,

Lani

Sexy Saturday post #1

2012-03-10T09:25:00.000-06:00

BLURB:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Under Bonded Contract is ready for purchase. Click here!

Have a great Saturday!

Lani

Flash Fiction post #16

2012-03-09T03:00:00.000-06:00

Here are my 100:

Jason stared at the darkened window below. Enough lightshowed the right amount of curves he desired. The idea of lacing his tongueover Rebecca’s naked flesh pumped blood to his dick, and he grew hard. He hadto find a way to speak with her. Since they bumped into each other a year ago,that’s all he ever daydreamed about. The only factor keeping them apart—her boyfriendRick, the bodybuilder from the gym he’d joined. No way in hell would he darestep between them? For now, he’d vividly dream and hope someday to catch hersmile again.

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BLURB:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Under Bonded Contract Excerpt

2012-03-08T02:00:00.000-06:00

This is from our latest release from The Ark Hotel series, Under Bonded Contract at Renaissance eBooks Inc.

Blurb:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Excerpt:

Jackson kept a steadying hand on the small of her back. The short walk up the steps to her apartment door had Camri dragging her feet. She wanted to extend these tender moments between them. She had her keys in hand, so it would be nothing to slip them into the lock.
"Thanks for helping me to the door and for paying for the cab." She smiled, feeling the alcohol stretching all the way down to her toes.
"Sure." Jackson took a moment to lean against the doorframe, blocking her path into the house. His head hung low. "I enjoyed your company tonight, Camri. I think we work well together."
Pleasure in his words filled her cheeks. Her keys jingled in her hand lightly. Another one of those pauses occurred between them.
"Well, I guess I'll see you in the morning."
"I won't be there, have some things to do."
Her back stiffened. "Oh? Like what? Do you need any help?"
He looked down at the ground, shuffling his feet. "No. I have to put a few things together. It may take a few days. I'll be in and out of the office."
"I'll see you in a few days then." She went to move past him, inside her house.
"Hey." He stopped her before she could enter.
"Yeah?" Camri turned back.
His fingers smoothed over his lips in a telling gesture.
Camri knew what he wanted to ask.
She smiled tenderly at him. "It's okay."
He stepped closer. "Are you sure?"
His heat washed over her body, sending shivers down her spine. His lips were near hers. Camri tilted her chin up. "I'm positive."
He kissed her.
He slipped his arms around her waist and molded her to him. It felt like his arms were meant to be there. Their hips connected with the tug. His need for her pressed thick and heavy against her belly.
The alcohol in her system surged faster through her veins. His tongue deepened in her mouth. She thrust back to taste him.
Her hands clung to his chest and brought him closer. For a wild moment she considered inviting him in.
Jackson lifted his lips from her mouth and kissed her cheek. A low groan vibrated out of his chest, over her breasts. His move seemed reluctant. A heavy sigh confirmed the thought.
"I think I should go, Camri. We've both had a lot to drink. I don't want to do something we would regret later. When I have you again, I want to know it was a conscious choice, not the effect of too much tequila."
Camri couldn't find her voice. Just as well. She couldn't be certain if she would agree with him or deny the charge, begging him to stay.
Pulling away, he turned to gallop back down the stairs. He slipped inside the cab and disappeared into the night.
The only thing left behind – his kiss. It lingering there on her lips, she could feel the sweet tingle. Still smell his cologne around her, on her clothes, her skin.
Without his body to elevate her temperature, Camri grew cold. She stumbled into the house and closed the door firmly behind.
When I have you again...
When I have you again...
Her mind replayed his parting words. Whether a promise, or a threat, Camri could only anticipate eagerly.

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Lani

XXX HumpDay Hotness 3/7

2012-03-07T02:00:00.000-06:00

Tattoo Edition

Enjoy!

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BLURB:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Have a great HUMPday!

Love,

Lani

From John Yeoman, Writers' Village blog--PayPal censorship threatens all authors

2012-03-06T15:15:00.000-06:00

PayPal censorship threatens all authors

Posted by John Yeoman on Tuesday, March 6, 2012 Under: Libels & Wickedness

News that PayPal, one of the world’s biggest on-line banks, plans to stop processing payments for books it doesn’t like has shocked me. Yes, shocked!

I rarely venture into controversy. No, truly! I meant no mischief by my recent suggestion here that Shakespeare’s name was a trade mark and that his birth name was Ned Turd. It brought me so much erudite hate mail (‘Yo aint fit to lic Shakspears boots, son’) that I pledged not to do it again.

But when infamy stalks the land, no honest citizen can stay his pen.

Infamy? PayPal has just told web site owners to stop selling ebooks that contain ‘rape, incest, bestiality and under-age sex content’. Otherwise, PayPal will withdraw its services from that site. PayPal’s first target was Smashwords. As Smashwords’ founder Mark Coker says, its ultimatum is impossible. Smashwords cannot switch to another on-line bank, nor can it vet every ebook on its site, a total of four billion words.

No villains in this tale. (Truly.)

Coker is at pains to point out that PayPal is not the villain in this tale. It has been pressured by its partners, vaguely termed ‘banks and credit card companies’. Didn’t Winston Smith meet these people? They are the faceless, unaccountable and unnamed ‘They’.

‘They’ is probably a mask for one rich Pharisee with a well-founded sense of guilt and powerful friends. He (it can only be a man) has cherry-picked solely those vices that are rooted in the Judeo-Christian doctrine of ‘sin’.

I hasten to point out that I personally deplore rape, incest, bestiality and under-age sex (though some of my best friends are textual deviates). Suffice to say, if ‘They’ are not quickly laughed back to the Middle Ages, it will be impossible to sell almost any classic work of fiction on a site that uses PayPal.

Whither Lolita (paedophilia) or Tom Jones (incest) or Tess of the d’Urbervilles (intimations of rape) or Black Beauty (with its sub-text of bestiality)? Indeed, what of Heinlein’s later sci-fi novels? His Stranger In a Strange Land challenges - graphically - every taboo in western culture.

Whither the Bible itself? (Lots of titillating stuff in the Bible...)

How could such a fiat be enforced? Even if a web site owner tried to read every book in his catalogue, what criteria should he impose? (When does bodice-ripping become rape? How would a Prudery Filter cope with our popular English saying: ‘Well, love a duck!’?) Must all of us who use PayPal on our web sites resort to the Ayatollah Khomeini Gambit and issue a fatwa against everything that is rumoured to be wicked?

There goes all of western culture.

I thought the censorship debate had been exhaustively explored in 1960 with the collapse of the Lady Chatterley’s Lover trial. Do we really need to reprise it, half a century later?

Alas, ‘tis no joke. PayPal’s acquiescence to ‘They’ is a major threat to our livelihoods as writers.

We should remind PayPal - along with the banks and credit card companies - that they are merely a utility, like sewerage services. We have granted them no mandate to wear the mantle of Oliver Cromwell. His edicts ruined England. And his head ended up on a stake.

‘They’ would do well to remember that.

To read more about the PayPal censorship furore, see:https://www.smashwords.com/press/release/30

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BLURB:

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

XXX Humpday Hotness--Under Bonded Contract inspired

2012-02-29T02:00:00.000-06:00

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BLURB

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Now your XXX treat!

Have a great HUMPday!

Lani

Want Sexy? Under Bonded Contract is OUT!!!!

2012-02-27T21:02:00.000-06:00

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BLURB

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction…

Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field.

As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail.

When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract.

Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

2012-02-11T05:00:00.000-06:00

Welcome to With Love Valentines Day Blog Hop! I hope you have fun and enjoy playing along. I only have three rules.

1. Follow this blog. (Winners will be checked.)
2. Leave a comment.
3. Leave your email.

~Two winners~

Prizes: 1 person will win 1 copy of The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract and 1 person will win a $10 Amazon gift card!

You may win on multiple sites hop and see. Click here The Blog Hop Spot to see the other blogs. Enjoy and good luck.

This is a Blog Hop and ends 2-14-12! xoxo

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The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract

2012-02-05T20:19:00.000-06:00

Coming soon to Renaissance eBooks Inc.

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A competition spirals intoa tantalizing game of skin and seduction …

Camri Burns, an ambitiousreal-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time.When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playingfield.

As the biggest earner withthe most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined theredheaded beauty won't prevail.

When the two-some enterinto a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. AfterJackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off thehook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of UnderBonded Contract.

Is it love, or simply agame of sex?

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Jp Archer and I are excited to show off our book cover! Under Bonded Contract is expected to release in March. Keep your eyes open, because you don't want to miss this story!

Love,

Lani Rhea

Naughty Nights Blog Hop

2012-01-13T04:00:00.000-06:00

Welcome to the Naughty Nights Blog Hop! I hope you have fun and enjoy playing along. I only have three rules.

1. Follow this blog. (Winners will be checked.)
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3. Leave your email.

~Two winners~

Prizes: 1 person will win 1 copy of The Sexiest Time of the Year and 1 person will win a $10 Amazon gift card!

You may win on multiple sites hop and see. (Upper right coner is the picture. Click it.) Enjoy and good luck.
This is a Blog Hop and ends 1-15-12!

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During the holiday season everyone's thoughts turn to amour. Everyone has an idea of what kind of romantic or sexual encounter they want as a present. No wonder it is the sexiest time of the year. Have a happy, merry, and - best of all - kinky holiday season with this anthology of yule erotica! Wishes are fulfilled from true love to forbidden sexual longings in these stories by Clarice Clique, JP Archer And Lani Rhea, Elizabeth J. Kolodziej, and edited by our own master of erotic romance, Sascha Illyvich!

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Six Sentence Sunday post #19

2012-01-08T04:00:00.003-06:00

This is from a work in progress with my besty JP Archer. We plan to turn this over to our editor Jan. 20th. So look for the title The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract coming soon to you!

Set up:
Camri Burns is about to accept an invitation she may not want to miss, but will never admit. Jackson Pratt is determined to see that she does accept and will never let her forget.

Six Sentences: (not edited by our editor)

“Okay, it’s your lie. You tell it the way you want. But one day soon, your no will twist to a palindrome and will be on instead. You watch.” His superior grin made her flush with irritation.

“Are you making a bet with me, Jackson?”

~*~

We hope you enjoyed our six. Have a great Sunday. We look forward to your comments. To view other great six sentences go here to Six Sunday.

Lani Rhea and JP Archer

Flash Fiction Friday post # 15

2012-01-06T02:00:00.002-06:00

Welcome to another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it’s worth 100 no more, no less. Thanks for stopping by and please follow the link to get to the other FFF posts. Flasher Fiction Friday. Now here are my 100.

“Yes, that’s it, doll, strut your stuff. Yeah. Yeah. Shake those hips.”

Cassie wanted to roll her eyes at this pipsqueak photographer. He would never be man enough for her to shake her hips the way she really wanted to.

“One more time, toss them, toss them.”

“Okay, you know what. I’m just going to stand here.” Cassie placed her hands on her hips to show who really ran the show. He didn’t know who Cassie Brands was. He needed a lesson taught. “I’m the number one plus sized model. You take my que.”

The photographer stared before snapping shots.
~*~

If you'd like a sexy holiday read please stop by any of these links to make your purchase.

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Bonni Sansom's New Year Blog Hop!

2012-01-03T21:16:00.003-06:00

Welcome to the New Year Blog Hop! I hope you have fun and enjoy playing along. I only have four rules.
1. Follow this blog. (winners will be checked.)
2. Leave a comment.
3. Leave your email.
4. Follow my Twitter. RheasRomance (If you don't have Twitter I do understand. Let me know in your comment. Just remember all winners will be checked.) =)

Prize: 1 Copy of The Sexiest Time of the Year!
You may win on multiple sites hop and see. Enjoy and good luck.
This is a Blog Hop and ends 1-8-12!

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Another review for The Sexiest Time of the Year

2011-12-23T12:00:00.000-06:00

The Sexiest Time of the Year

Winter by Clarice Clique

I was a little disappointed by this story. Other than a date, nothing seemed to have anything to do with the holidays per se. At times, it almost seemed a little disjointed. I did find the woman to be a strong character, though she came across as very brash at times. The ending was a little disappointing as it jumped right to the resolution of the couple’s problem without really giving you anything in between once they arrived in Peter’s home.

The Ark Hotel-Before The Dawn by JP Archer and Lani Rhea

I thought this was an interesting story. Angie found the strength to leave an abusive relationship, though because of that relationship, she had very big prejudice about a new attraction that was being built. The authors had Noah still pursue the relationship even though he knew it would cause problems in the future between them. I liked that there were safeguards in place for people to participate, though I would never thought of having a physiologist screen potential customers. The authors were also very subtle about giving hints about the hotel, but I did not guess what the whole premise was until they revealed it at the end. I would like to know more about The Ark as well as Angie and Noah.

Demon Protection Plan by Elizabeth J. Kolodziej

This was a fun story to read. I had to laugh at some of the antics that some of the demons pulled. Decland and Kasidy had a lot of chemistry, though both were trying to hide what they were. I got the impression that Decland wasn’t exactly human, though I don’t recall that what he was identified. Kasidy was an interesting character. She wanted more out of life, but didn’t think she could because she was half demon, and would normally not have been alive because of that fact. The way the author wove some mobsters as demons was interesting.

Overall I enjoyed reading this book, though I felt the first story did not really belong in this book. The other two stories were very clearly holiday stories, but I did not really get that impression from the first one. I would have liked to read more about The Ark Hotel and Demon Protection Plan. I refused to put the last two stories down once I started reading them.

Cecile

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Tonya Kinzer's Blog Hop

2011-12-23T10:52:00.003-06:00

I hope you have a great time during the hop. Book mark sites you want to return to, then head out to enter on all the other hops so you get your contest entries in on all blogs! Good luck to everyone!

PRIZE: Two winners - Each a $10 Gift Cards!
(Barnes and Noble, Amazon, All Romance book bucks)

MY contest rules: 4 things to do:

~Leave a comment
Include your email addy (santa.claus at yahoo dot com)

~FOLLOW my blog in Google or Networed (winners will be checked)

~If you're a winner, tell me which gift card you would like from one of the retailers listed above

~Tell me if you've got a New Years Resolution, if so, what?

Then you're done with my rules!

Nothing difficult and not a lot of hoops to jump through. When you begin the blog hop, leave my blog window open, right click on the next blog and open in a new tab. Close that window after you've finished their contest requirements, come back her and right click the next blog.

The linky tool is under the Days Until Christmas counter.

Winners contacted by Jan. 3rd.

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Six Sentence Sunday post #18

2011-12-18T06:00:00.001-06:00

It's been a while since I've posted. To view other sentences click here.

Set up:

Ryant Starga is talking with Kristina Knight. He needs her help and wants to protect her. Kris is being a little hard to handle, yet at the same time tempting.

My Six:

He wanted those sweet lips sucking on his fingers, his cock. He never understood his lusting after her. He let the topic drop.

“In all seriousness, I need you to help me track down a man who holds information leading to a great disruption in the Darkworld.”

“Like what?”

“He plans to start a war between the Underworld creatures in the hope of rising to the top of the food chain, so to speak, to take a seat on the Throne."

I hope you enjoyed my six. I'd love to hear from you. Have a great Sunday!

~Lani

Flash Fiction Friday post #14

2011-12-16T05:00:00.004-06:00

To view other great Flash Fiction Friday posts, go here Flasher Fiction Friday, where we all get one picture. Pictures are worth more than a 1,000 words, but we only 100 to give you, the reader, a flash. If you are ever interested in joining our group Will Blog for Sex on Facebook, and if we are not friends on Facebook, friend me and ask. We are always happy to accept new members.

John’s trance fixated on the wall in front of him and he didn’t even know Cody watched. Just moments before they made love for the first time in their relationship. Cody only hoped John would accept him, all of him after the moment they shared.

“Will you come back to bed?” Cody asked in a voice just above a whisper.

John’s lips twitched into an innocent smile as he trailed a finger down his chest. He looked in Cody’s direction. “Yes. Soon, baby. Promise.”

Happiness soared inside Cody. He concealed his excitement. “I’ll see you then.” He winked at John.
~*~

Thanks for stopping by today! I hope you liked my flash. Leave me a comment. I'd love to hear from you.

Recently published The Sexiest Time of the Year a Christmas anthology features The Ark Hotel: Before the Dawn. This is a story I co-wrote with my writing partner and BFF JP Archer.

Blurb

With the Mayan’s predicted doomsday a year away, inspires many to take a spin on the Wheel of Pleasure at the risqué Ark Hotel.

Running north from an abusive relationship, Angie Perkins, never suspected her life would change by a chance encounter. Repulsed, she despises the Ark Hotel.
Noah Hawthorne, part owner and CEO of The Ark Hotel, can’t know that fate would serve up his true love in a small town diner.

With Christmas around the corner, can these two give of their hearts, finding their way past their pasts to each other as the clock ticks down on the world’s final moments?

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12 Days of SEXmas--Naughty Pics

2011-12-15T09:22:00.002-06:00

Today, JP Archer and I are on Louisa Bacio's blog. The post is short and sweet, but sexy hot! We would love to hear from you. Stop by Louisa's blog when you've got the chance. There's a giveaway, too!

Have a wonderful Thursday!

Happy Holidays!

The Sexiest Time of the Year

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2011-12-12T06:00:00.015-06:00

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1st review for The Sexiest Time of the Year by Hotly Ever After

2011-12-09T12:36:00.000-06:00

The Sexiest Time of the Year: Erotic Encounters at the Yule Season
Author: Anthology edited by Sascha Illyvich
Publisher: Sizzler Editions
Purchase: Barnes & Noble, Amazon
Rating: 3.5 of 5 flames!

Blurb:
During the holiday season everyone’s thoughts turn to amour. Everyone has an idea of what kind of romantic or sexual encounter they want as a present. No wonder it is the sexiest time of the year. Have a happy, merry, and – best of all – kinky holiday season with this anthology of yule erotica! Wishes are fulfilled from true love to forbidden sexual longings in these stories by Clarice Clique, JP Archer And Lani Rhea, Elizabeth J. Kolodziej, and edited by master of erotic romance, Sascha Illyvich!

Review by Gabrielle:
If you enjoy the magic of the Holidays and the spark of love than you will certainly enjoy this book. Three different authors have come together to give the reader these stories of love. Each tale brings us a new look at romance. Different voices and different stories but one common thread: love.
Our first story Winter by Clarice Clique brings us a young woman’s journey. Have the gods really chosen her and just what have they chosen her for? So many questions remain unanswered for the young woman. All she knows is that she is not destined to die like Therion has declared. While she may not know her own name she does know what she feels, especially what she feels for her prince. This is a sweet story of chivalry and romance. Not your usual damsel in distress story but one with a strong female lead who captures your heart. I enjoyed seeing her inner turmoil and how she deals with it.

The second story THE ARK HOTEL – BEFORE THE DAWN by JP ARCHER AND LANI RHEA gives us Noah and Angie’s story. On the run from an abusive relationship Angie finds herself in a small town and at the mercy of strangers. Little does Angie know but the very thing that has prompted her reason to run is connected to the man she turns to for help. While I did enjoy this one I thought that the goodness in Noah was a little overdone. Nobody is as perfect as Noah is he is beyond perfect. Aside from that I liked Noah he is a sweetheart and is more than ready to fight for Angie’s love.

Last but not least is DEMON PROTECTION PLAN by ELIZABETH J. KOLODZIEJ. I really enjoyed this story. Decland and Kasidy have a great story. Kasidy has a secret and because of it she finds herself under police protection. Declan is the officer assigned to watch over her. The two are at odds from the start yet there is something there between them. Soon it becomes harder and harder for Kasidy to keep her secret. She must tell Declan or loose him. This story grabbed my attention right from the start and didn’t let go until the end. Kasidy is a strong woman who can take care of herself but longs for someone to share with. Declan may just be that man, he cares for Kasidy and fights for her. It was nice to watch their relationship bloom. The two find a relationship full of trust and love that only comes along once in a great while.

Each of these stories makes this anthology a good read. With such different styles and plots you are sure to find one if not all to enjoy. I have know found three new authors to add to my ever-growing list. Hotly Ever After link.

Come spin the Wheel of Pleasure

2011-12-09T10:41:00.000-06:00

Today JP and I are on Tonya Kinzer's blog. Leave a comment on her page asking us to spin the wheel for you and we'll tell which Kama Sutra position you landed on. Soon a copy of our book will be given away! Have a great Friday! TGIF!

Flash Fiction Friday post #13

2011-12-09T05:00:00.001-06:00

To read other great FFFs, go to Flasher Fiction Friday. As always, if you're interested in joining in on the fun, find me Lani Rhea on Facebook and I'll add you to our group Will Blog for Sex. Warning, some people don't always like what they see/read, as some of these Flash Fiction are sexy as hell and some sweet like candy. But if you do decide to join us you are given a picture each week. By every Friday you post that picture along with 100 inspiring words.

Here is the picture:

Here are my 100:

"My Annabelle"

The star studded gaze in her eyes drew me in like a siren calling a helpless man. But I am a helpless man. Her beauty like no other, I could envision my body underneath the material of her skirt, flinging wildly to taste the sweet nectar she offered.

My tongue sliding the length of her well-manicured honeyed slit, up and down I’d lick her. Feel her vibrate with desire from what I could give. At that moment my jeans tightened. I needed a break.

“Tomorrow, Annabelle.”

She licked her lips, teasing me. “Until then, Anthony.”

“As always, you’re brilliant. Beautiful pictures, ciao.”

Bonni Sansom's Birthday is today!!!

2011-12-08T07:56:00.000-06:00

She'd been nice - so Santa brought her heart's desire, a sexy new master! Aside from being broke, stalked and groped by Santa, Lissa Monroe wondered what would happen to her next? She never expected it would be love at first sight. Times are hard for Lissa, with her mother’s illness and her own financial problems. She took a job as Santa’s sexy helper in a department store. Her ex-boyfriend Rex is stalking her and leaving dirty messages on her answering machine. She thinks she can handle him, but things turn deadly causing her to have an accident. Being a widowed single father isn’t easy. Derek Baxter knows this first hand, but when your son wants a new mom for Christmas what are you to do? It’s not like you can go out and find one or is it? Jack thinks so when he meets Lissa as he sits atop Santa’s lap. Outwardly Derek is the polite, shy widower and devoted father to his son Jack. In truth Derek is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He harbors a naughty secret that would surprise his friends and neighbors. Derek is a BDSM-Dominant with a playroom hidden in his basement loaded with BDSM toys. Derek's not looking for a relationship; at least he doesn’t think he is until Lissa and Jack have an instant bond, causing Derek to wonder if maybe his son’s instincts have found him a new Wife. Derek and Lissa embark on a whirlwind relationship which accelerates and leaves them both breathless. They both want the same thing—each other, but Lissa’s past hurts in the name of love hold her back. Derek is determined to break down her walls one way or another and win her heart.

Slip on by and wish Bonni a Happy Birthday. Better yet, go out and give some Birthday cash by purchasing her book Jack's Chirstmas Wish at these sites:

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Happy Birthday, lady! I love ya!! muah xoxo

On Tonya Kinzer's blog now!!

2011-12-06T07:41:00.000-06:00

Come on! Stop by and see what the fuss is all about!! Tonya's Blog

Remember to stop back by here to sign up for the blog post The Sexiest Time of the Year book giveaway.

During the holiday season everyone's thoughts turn to amour. Everyone has an idea of what kind of romantic or sexual encounter they want as a present. No wonder it is the sexiest time of the year. Have a happy, merry, and - best of all - kinky holiday season with this anthology of yule erotica! Wishes are fulfilled from true love to forbidden sexual longings in these stories by Clarice Clique, JP Archer And Lani Rhea, Elizabeth J. Kolodziej, and edited by master of erotic romance, Sascha Illyvich!

The Sexiest Time of the Year Giveaway!

2011-12-03T13:20:00.000-06:00

All you have to do is follow the instructions on the raffle and you are in. You have 3 chances to win. Good Luck!

Blogging next week on Tonya Kinzer's blog

2011-11-30T22:31:00.002-06:00

Next week JP Archer and I will be blogging on Tonya Kinzer's blog for one week. That's right, for one whole week. Sounds like fun doesn't it? It sure does. Dec. 5th through the 9th we will blog three times. This is three times each guest can come by and leave a comment with their e-mail address. One lucky person will walk away with a copy of the Christmas anthology our story is featured in.

For now, if you can't wait to receive a copy given away by us, you can go to this link embeded for The Ark Hotel: Before the Dawn to buy.

THE SEXIEST TIME OF THE YEAR: EROTIC ENCOUNTERS AT THE YULE SEASON

2011-11-23T20:54:00.002-06:00

The release of The Ark Hotel: Before the Dawn was on 11-22-11 in a Christmas Anthology shared with two other authors. The name of the anthology is THE SEXIEST TIME OF THE YEAR: EROTIC ENCOUNTERS AT THE YULE SEASON-edited by Sascha Illyvich.

You can purchase your copy by clicking this link Renaissance eBooks Inc.

During the holiday season everyone's thoughts turn to amour. Everyone has an idea of what kind of romantic or sexual encounter they want as a present. No wonder it is the sexiest time of the year. Have a happy, merry, and - best of all - kinky holiday season with this anthology of yule erotica! Wishes are fulfilled from true love to forbidden sexual longings in these stories by Clarice Clique, JP Archer And Lani Rhea, Elizabeth J. Kolodziej, and edited by our own master of erotic romance, Sascha Illyvich!

To buy go here The Sexiest Time Of The Year!

Flash Fiction Friday post #12

2011-11-18T05:30:00.000-06:00

Welcome back to another flash. Sorry I've been gone for a while.

If you would like to read other great 100 flashes click here Flasher Fiction Friday. After all, each one is different.

Here's the picture:

Here are my 100:

He was magnificent, perfect in every way. Brad adored evenings spent with Anton over the past two weeks. When his business flew him out to France for a partnership, he never expected to partner up with Anton.

“Je vais vous voir demain soir, cher amour.”

Brad smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow, my lover.”

Anton leaned over the railing, outstretching his hand. Brad took his warm, callused hand in his. He leaned forward, kissing Anton’s knuckles, and left.

What would his wife Kathy say when she saw Anton stepping off the plane with Brad? After all, this was what she wanted.

Flash Fiction Friday post #11

2011-10-28T05:30:00.006-05:00

Welcome to the last Friday of October! To view other fab flash fiction go here Flasher Fiction Friday.

I'm continuing from my last flash fiction Friday.

My 100:

He rolled in with the fog. Swooped down from the darkness and waited. He sat in the shadows, stroking a black cat. He tapped his boot with impatience.
He watched Clarisse enter her shop and freeze. A smile touched his lips. He loved pivotal moments such as these.
“You have arrived?” her soft voice floated towards him.
“Yes, my puppet. That I have.”
“I didn’t expect you until next full moon.”
He laughed low and sensed her anxiety. “I came to collet your dues.”
“You’ll have to wait a moment.”
“Death never waits. Deliver now.”
“Yes, My Lord. I will.”

Flash Fiction Friday post #10

2011-10-14T05:30:00.003-05:00

"Soul Catcher" is back. Last week you meet the witch and she's continuing to suck souls from the living.

Here are my 100:

The next day a man and woman entered Clarisse’s shop. Right on time, she smiled. “I’ll be with you in a moment,” she yelled from the darkroom. Taking blended potions from the top shelf, Clarisse doused her hands in the powder. Closing her eyes, she bewitched the camera. A few more souls and she will have her dues owed to the Reaper.

“Are you two ready?”

The woman was stark naked. Clarisse stopped walking. “I want you to kneel behind her.” She instructed the man.

He did as she said. This photo should be one for the records. “Stand still.”

~*~

Thanks for stopping by today. To view the other participants work click here Flasher Fiction Friday.

Six Sentence Sunday post #17

2011-10-09T03:30:00.005-05:00

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon a paranormal erotic romance with suspense and thrilled mixed in the brew.

Set up:

Kris discovered the backyard cemetery. Fog is spilling in fast around her. Fuck tresspassing she says. Kris has to find a way out of the mess.

My six:

An eerie sensitivity crept along the cemetery floor, flowing white fingers, grasping for purchase. Fog rose to her ankles. Sticky suctions formed over her bare skin, latching on. Her feet almost pulled from beneath when the mists tugged some more. She would be dragged down to the ground and leached of her life in seconds. She sensed the death in the grip.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my six sentences. I'd love to hear from you. Have a great "spooky" Sunday~ Don't forget to stop by the six sentences I co-write with Jp Archer as Rhea Archer! To view the other great six sentences visit Six Sunday.

Lani Rhea

Flash Fiction Friday post #9

2011-10-07T03:30:00.007-05:00

Every Friday several of us are given a picture and we interrupt what we "see" with 100 words. If you're interested in joining us find me on Facebook. To view the other Flash Fiction Friday entries go here Flasher Fiction Friday.

Here is this weeks picture:

Here are my 100: (In honor of Halloween *weg*)

I call this "Witchy Buisness".

Clarisse moved in town ten years ago and made few friends—but stayed unaccompanied. She loved her photo shop business. She captured several different poses from young couples celebrating their wedding anniversary to older.

Today, Xavier, a youthful, local hunk, wanted to do something he never had the chance to do before. He wanted to model. Clarisse promised to help.

She snapped several pictures with him on the stone, a pitiful way to capture the position, yes. But the name of her business is Soul Catcher.

News of disappearance from the locals had always been hard for the townspeople.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my evil Flash Ficiton Friday. I'd love to hear from you. Thanks for stopping by!

TGIF!

Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #16

2011-10-02T01:02:00.000-05:00

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon a paranormal erotic romance.

Welcome to the first Sunday in my favorte time of the year! Each Sunday I will post the best scary stuff I can for the month of October. *evil grin*

Set up:

An investigation gone wrong, Kris is in the Hell House searching for a way out. She is face to face with a voodoo witch.

My six sentences:

Stark white, frizzy hair, with cataract eyes stared malignant holes into nothing. The toothless lady gummed her jaws together. “Who's there?” A fragile voice escaped, like a child asking for a tasty treat.

Kris wouldn’t offer any tonight. She didn't reply.

~*~

Thanks for stopping by today. I hope you liked my six sentences. To read other great six sentences click this link Six Sunday.

I look forward to hearing from you.

Lani Rhea

Flash Fiction Friday post #8

2011-09-30T05:30:00.006-05:00

Welcome to another wonderful, sexy Friday. To read other great flash fiction click this link Flasher Fiction Friday.

Here are my 100:

“Why did you trail me to the house?” he whispered.
“I don’t understand.”
To explain the secret club to the reporter who’d tailed would be hard. He stared at her bound, naked flesh. How would he tell her that no one left unless initiated into the club?
“You’ve been following me. Do you have something to say?”
“You’re my favorite baseball player.” She licked her bottom lip.
“Anything else you want to mention?”
“I want you.”
Her arousal hit his nose. His dick hardened. Here goes home base. Damian kissed her. She moaned. He wanted her before the others pounced.

~*~

Thanks for stopping by today. I'd love to hear from you. TGIF!

Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #14

2011-09-25T05:30:00.002-05:00

(I took my kids Geocaching yesterday. The cache happened to be in a cemetery. I took this picture and wanted to share.)

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon a paranormal erotic romance.

Set up:

Kris learned of a new lead and went to investigate. She lept over the Hell House's iron gates and is inspecting the grounds.

Here are my six:

A surprisingly intact statue of some long forgotten Greek goddess stood defiant in the center of a large marble fountain, in the middle of the oval drive. Kris’s heart pounded in her chest. Dry briar thorns enveloped the statue, showing hollowed eyes. In one graceful, cold hand the statue held a spear. Soul demons could easily use the damned statue as a host. With the daylight slipping away, she had better hurry her ass up.

~*~

Thank you for stopping by to read my six sentences. I'd love to hear from you. To view other great posts go here Six Sunday. Have a great Sunday!

Please stop by my author friend Jp Archer's blog page to read her six sentences. We also co-write at Rhea Archer. Stop by to read our Six Sentence Sunday.

Lani Rhea

Flash Fiction Friday post #7

2011-09-23T08:30:00.001-05:00

Welcome to another Flash Fiction Friday. To view others click this link Flasher Fiction Friday.

(I just wrote this flash this morning.)

Here are my 100:

Look at this man. Stare at the perfection, the sprawled opportunity to do as you wish. He’d be more than willing to follow any command. The cuffs are locked and he’s loaded. Would you have him call you Mistress? Master? Would you lick his skin? Explore the saltiness and let the flavor explode over your taste buds as his moans of gratitude excite you further. His scent is musky with a hint of wet earth as your tongue glides over his thigh. Under the restraints he wiggles. You gaze into his eyes. He needs you. He wants you. Tease him.

~*~

Thanks for stopping by. I'd love to hear from you!

Lani Rhea

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Six Sentence Sunday post #13

2011-09-18T04:50:00.006-05:00

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon

Setup:

Kris just went through a lot of shit—the hell house shaking like an earthquake, plaster falling in splats on the floor and shrunken heads. She is standing in the middle of the living room looking at a picture, she thinks is her suspect from 100 years before. Now she comes face to face with a witch.

Here are the six:

A reflection was caught in the glass of the photograph with the lightning strike. Kris felt her breath still in her chest. Snatching the picture off the wall, she wheeled around. She faced what she was sure was a witch.
Thunder crashed leaving and eerie silence in its wake. A high pitch keening filled the space between her and the crone.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my six! I'd love to hear from you. Thanks for stopping by and enjoy the rest of you Sunday.

Lani Rhea

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Flash Fiction Friday post #6

2011-09-16T03:45:00.001-05:00

Welcome back to another Flash Ficiton Friday! Remember, to view the other flashers go here Flasher Fiction Friday.

Here are my 100:

“Back to one,” the director yelled into the bullhorn.
Cassie rolled her eyes. For heaven’s sakes, she was freezing her tits off in the rain. “How many more takes is going to be before we get this scene right?”
Jeff laughed. “Your nipples are perky.”
“Well, I could say something about your package.”
“Hey now,” he grinned.
“I’m ready to go back to the hotel.”
“I’m ready to go with you.” He took her hand in his.
Cassie licked her lips. “We can’t let the paparazzi know we’re dating.”
“On the DL it shall be.”
They continued to walk forward.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my flash!

Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #12

2011-09-11T00:11:00.001-05:00

From Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon a paranormal erotic romance.

Setup:

Kris just discovered the Hell House and all its gloomy. What lurks and bumps in the night can be scary. But this was death knocking at the door—dark magic...

Here are my six:

She had heard a tree ripped from its roots once during a violent storm. The sound was eerily reminiscent of that tree losing its foundation. Beneath the terrible breaking, a blood curdling screech howled into the bleak darkness. Her heart pounded thunderously. Kris shuffled backward frantically, kicking up dirt as she scrambled toward the front of the house.

“What in the name of the Gods was that?”

~*~

Makes you get goose bumps, huh? I hope you enjoyed my six! Thanks for stopping by today. Please remember all the souls who fell 10 years ago today. Be with your family as much as you can. Love them and cherish them.

God Bless the U.S.A.

Lani Rhea

Flash Fiction Friday post #5

2011-09-09T07:17:00.000-05:00

I just wrote my flash this morning. I hope it's good.
To view the other members of Flash Fiction Friday click this blog link Flasher Fiction Friday.

Here are my 100:

Whoop! Whoop! Startled, Marie stopped her final lap. She leaned back from between Rita’s legs and shooed David away from her pussy.

“Did I just hear sirens?” Marie asked the swingers in the room. Loud knocks banged on the door and she jumped.

“Oh shit.” David responded as he jerked up from the floor. He scrounged for clothes—anything—to get dressed.

Marie searched for her clothes. She couldn’t determine what was whose and snagged someone’s belongings.

“I’ll see you all next week at my house, okay?” Wiping Rita’s juices away, Marie slipped out the bedroom window with lustful ambitions.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my last minute Flash Fiction Friday. TGIF!!

Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #11

2011-09-04T05:30:00.005-05:00

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon

After leaving the death ring the foursome are in Ryant's office. Kris is pissed. She wants the human and wants to leave the hellhole.

Here are the six:

Ryant looked at Zeke and twitched his head. The man stumbled to the side. Kris paid no attention to his beautiful, naked body, only his face. He appeared in shock, shaken with disturbing fear.

“Is it possible that tattoo over there could leave the room?” She wouldn’t stand for the vampires bullying a helpless human.

~*~

I hope you ejoyed my six. I would love to hear from you. Have a great Sunday!

Lani Rhea

Flash Fiction Friday post #4

2011-09-02T03:00:00.002-05:00

Welcome. Welcome. To this weeks Flash Fiction Friday. As always, look at the upper left hand corner of my blog to view my favorite Flash Fiction Friday bloggers. We each look at one picture a week. In our own way we uniquely bring you several different flashes. If you are interested in joining the group find me on Facebook and ask to join Flash Fiction Friday.

Here are my 100 words:

“I told my husband to watch and take pictures for records of your growth.” John hesitated as he glanced at Tom. “The lesson of obedience begins today.”
“What would you like for me to do?”
“You can start by kissing the diamond on my high heel.”
John bent and pecked the stud. A flash snapped. Kim smiled at her husband. He had a sexual glimmer in his eyes. “That’s all for today, John. More lessons of obedience will begin in a week.”
He roamed his hand up her leg. “Let’s start now.”
“Not until next week, my pet.” Kim smiled.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my 100 words. I'd love to hear from you. Have a great day! TGIF!!! Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #10

2011-08-28T05:00:00.005-05:00

From Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon, a paranormal erotic romance.

The setup:

Kris just discovered the ring of death and the grousome outcome. The man behind the slaying, Ryant. Since she denied to search for the man who holds information on the soul demons. He did warn that she would not like the outcome.

Here are the six:

Ryant held his hand out offering for her to accept. She wouldn’t. “Follow me. We’ll discuss the mortal’s life in private.” She didn't trust the comment, the mortal’s life, like the poor man was a simple product with a shelf life expectancy of zero.

“He comes with us,” Kris ordered.

~*~

Thank you for stopping by today. I would love to hear from you. Have a great Sunday!

Lani Rhea

Flash Fiction Friday post #3

2011-08-26T05:07:00.013-05:00

To view the other Flash Fiction Friday's participants look at my Favorite Flash Fiction Friday Bloggers on the upper left hand corner.

I want to give a big thanks to Kellie Joanne Kamryn and Luca Della Valle for allowing me to use them in my flash fiction. You can click their names to view their sites.

Thanks for stopping by today!

Here are my 100:

When the elevator opened to his Penthouse, Luca grabbed a handful of Kellie’s ass. “I want you now,” he growled next to her ear. She squirmed.

“How do you want me?” Kellie whispered.

“I want you bent over the edge of the bed with your legs spread wide.” Luca made his position quite clear as he placed his hand on Kellie’s lower back to steer her to his bedroom.

Luca twisted Kellie around and rest his lips on hers. Her lips were eager, sweet and moist. Luca could think of other places ripe with pleasure. She would be his soon.

~*~

Six Setence Sunday post #9

2011-08-21T03:52:00.001-05:00

WIP I’m co-authoring with Jp Archer. We write as Rhea Archer. The Ark Hotel: Before the Dawn.

The set up:

Noah has just finished carving the Thanksgiving bird. It’s tradition in his mom’s home to decorate a few weeks early for Christmas. The woman he is very interested in has come to dinner not knowing she was coming to his mother’s. She was very irritated with him moments before.

Here are the six:

She glanced above his head, then dropped her eyes to his. “It’s a tradition to kiss someone standing beneath mistletoe. You’re not going to leave me hanging are you? You never know, it might be bad luck or something. Christmas as we know it could cease to exist.” He coaxed.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed our six sentences. We would love to hear from you. Have a great Sunday!

Flash Fiction Friday post #2

2011-08-19T04:02:00.003-05:00

This is my first attempt to write m/m and it's PG-13. Gasp.

If you're interested in participating in the Flash Fiction Friday, let me know and I'll add you to the group. To view the other participants click their names Bonni Sansom, Benjamin Russell, Muffy Wilson, Lisa Worrall, Katie Harper, Chris Quinton, Betty Carlton, Monique Marie, and Davee Nielson

Here are my 100:

The nude marathon happened every year. The two most sought after opponents lined up, muscles flexing. Sun rays glistened off their sculpted frames. The gun fired and they were off, running fast.

Both raced along the smooth, sandy shore. Ocean waves lapped, bowing on the sand in sudsy froth. One man’s knee buckled. He fell to the ground in agony, screaming.

The other man slowed in the middle of the race. His muscles bounced in his legs as he turned to jog back to his fallen running contestant. He dropped beside the man and hugged him tight as they kissed.

I hope you enjoyed my first attempt. I'd love to hear from you. Have a great Friday! TGIF!

Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #8

2011-08-14T02:15:00.000-05:00

Katy and Dave are getting it "on" and she's about to come...

Here are the six:

He glided in and out, lifting Katy to the heavens. Warmth flowed over her body as she shook with the first convulsing climax nearing. She wanted to hold back, had to hold strong. Katy enjoyed coming with him.

His breath, hot and moist near her ear, tickling the fine hairs on her cheek, “How hard do you want it?”

“Hard. Hard,” she responded between breathes.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my six! I'd love to hear from you. Have a great Sunday!

~Lani

Flash Fiction Friday post #1

2011-08-12T04:44:00.020-05:00

A few of us have teamed up for a challenge each week. We look at pictures and write 100 words. If you are interested in joining, you can contact Benjamin Russell. To view the other participants you can click on their names Bonni Sansam, Benjamin Russell Lisa Worrall and Katie Harper.

Here are the 100:

Jessica peered over Kevin’s shoulder. He slept. She craved his dick, but would let him rest.
She slipped out of bed, dressing in her corset, panties and heels. After their sex marathon, he’d wake up starving.
Busy in the kitchen, Jessica prepared blueberry pancakes. As she flipped the last disc, a strong hand laced over her belly, swinging her about. Kevin lifted her, cradling her hips to his. She wrapped her legs around his waist.
A morning surprise sprouted between them.
“How about breakfast in bed?”
“Syrup ruins the sheets.” She pouted with a playful smile.
“So.”
“Bring the butter.”

~*~

I hope you enjoyed my Flash Fiction Friday! I would love to hear from you. Have a great day!

Six Sentence Sunday post #7

2011-08-06T22:33:00.007-05:00

Yep, I’m pulling a switcharoo on you! I began a new story this past week, and I wanted to share it with you. Please don’t hate me for leaving my other story behind for a bit. When new inspiration hits you take it and run. =)

Order your Diving Dolphin today from my friend Natalie Jett!
http://www.nataliejett.pureromance.com

Set up:

Dave is due for dinner that night and Katy just received an online purchase. A Diving Dolphin. She texts him, and he coaxes her into going to the bedroom to try a bullet out with him on the phone. He surprises her with a visit. She is naked on the bed and he joins her with the bullet deep inside.

Here are the six:

They hissed at the pure vibrating pleasure the new toy gave. The bullet shook inside making her very aware of how full he stretched her. The sensation sent waves to her G spot. Her sensitive pussy ached as he pumped in slow, circular motions. She wrapped her legs around him. Burrowing her heels in his ass, edging, guiding him closer to the bliss they both desired.

~*~

I hope you enjoyed the six from my new WIP! I'd love to hear from you. Have a great Sunday!

~Lani

Six Sentence Sunday post #6

2011-07-30T12:48:00.001-05:00

Kris steps out of the bathroom. Her curvy frames oh so lushes, and Ryant has had enough, but she surprises him one last time.

Here are the six:

Ryant moved his legs ready to stand, but Kris widened her stance as she was raising her hands slowly to her hair, her breast jiggling with the movements. The desire to suck her nipples into his hungry mouth was killing him.

The lovely array of curls framing her head fell in cascades of thick brown ringlets over her shoulders. The clear view of her breasts and dusky pink nipples were hidden under the lushness he could easily tangle his hands in to pull back to give him full access for nibbling on her neck. Ryant fought the urge by clenching his fists to rush across the room to push her hair away.

Instead, he glided his line of sight down over her sculpted body and settled in on the triangle of perfectly shadowed curls glistening in the candlelight.

~*~

Thanks for stopping by today. I hope you enjoyed my six. Over the next several Sunday's the scene will continue to play out! Have a great day!

Lani Rhea

Tonya Kinzer's blog tour day 3/3

2011-07-27T05:06:00.006-05:00

Day three of teasing! Your hostess Tonya Kinzer is back and will be around answering your questions. Today's book is "The Office Pet: Sharing Amoung Friends." Ooo

Blurb

“First, I’d like you to lean over here and kiss me.” Nick put his knees together so she had to straddle his thighs and he cupped her breasts as she leaned over. Their tongues melded and swirled hot together and he was already thinking of making love to her. That would have to wait. He reached between her thighs and her wetness covered his fingers.

“I think I’ll keep you wanton all day...no release for you this morning. You behave better that way. If you mind your manners all day, you can cum tonight. Now grab our coffee and let’s hit the hot tub. We have clients coming to the office today that I want you to meet.”

Nick uncovered the hot tub as she poured their coffee, and then they climbed in to relax.

She sipped her coffee then put her head back. “This feels so good! I love that we can come out here before heading to the office.”

“I’m glad I get to see you naked before we head to the office. I like this, having you here with me.”

Lifting her head, she met his gaze, her eyes sparkling in the morning sun. “I like being here with you. It’s a great way to start my day.”

“I know you don’t like to be naked, even in front of me, but we’ll work on that, just so you know. I will get you over that, so you aren’t so shy at showing your body. You’re a beautiful woman and men love to admire beautiful women.”

“I will work on it. I just wasn’t raised with a lot of nudity in our family. I’m sure you’ll enjoy helping me to get over my shyness.”

“Oh I will. We’ll start with getting you out here on the patio, naked, many times, until it becomes very easy for you. I don’t want you shy about being nude...or showing certain parts of your body to me while we’re out here. We also like to see women excite themselves, stroking their own bodies, for our visual pleasure.”

“Now that, I don’t think I could do!”

Nick laughed out loud, knowing full well the things he had planned for her to do. “That comment only presses me further to make you feel comfortable about yourself and learn what your body needs. Only by doing will you learn.” He watched her closely. “Later on, down the road, some of the parties we’ll be attending...women walk around nude. Their masters are helping them to get over being shy as part of their training. Another part of their training is being touched by another trusted Master.”

Choking on her coffee, Sondra sat straight up in the water, holding her cup so she wouldn’t spill it while she coughed. Now she stared at him. “I don’t think that’s in my contract!”

He chuckled again. “No...neither does it state that I can’t walk you around nude at a party.”

Fear narrowed her eyes. “You know I’m not ready for that!”

“I didn’t say it would be tomorrow!”

She sipped more coffee, her gaze moving out to watch the tree line at the edge of his property. Nick could see her mind going over many things. Now he’d given her more to contemplate and that’s what she needed. This would be good for her.

Submission was good for her. Working together at the office allowed Sondra to be in charge as far as her clients and his employees were concerned. She had an excellent head for business and the decisions that had to be made for her portfolios. The other advisors were also beginning to trust her investment strategies which Nick thought helped her standing in the eyes of his employees. Hiring her had been a good move, he never doubted that!

~*~

Tonya’s Bio

Tonya Kinzer writes erotic romance for readers who love to become a silent character within the story! You will be pulled into scenes to partake of the activities, to feel what her characters feel and taste what they taste...strong sexual desires! Be prepared to enter a world you'll not want to leave and can't wait to get back to. Their future holds new submissives and demanding Doms.

Her series, The Boss's Pet, will take you on a journey alongside Nick and Sondra as they venture into a lifestyle that pulls them deeper into a world of sensuality and submission. You'll not want to miss any of the books in this series so stay locked on her website to know when the next books get released.

Bk 1 - The Contract
Bk 2 - Office Training
Bk 3 - Sharing Among Friends
Bk 4 - ? Out in Oct??

Buy Links
B & N: http://tinyurl.com/6cgprjf
Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/3fetwfq
All Romance & OmniLit: http://www.omnilit.com/category237.html
SmashWords: http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/tonyakinzer

Site Links
Blog Site: http://tonyakinzer.blogspot.com
Website: http://tonyakinzer.com
FB Fan Page: http://tinyurl.com/4sh37tk
FaceBook: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_163160073732655&ap=1
Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/tonyakinzer
BookBuzzr: http://www.freado.com/users/26001/tonya-kinzer
IAN: http://www.independentauthornetwork.com/tonya-kinzer.html
Author’s Den: http://www.authorsden.com/tonyakinzer
Manic Readers: http://www.manicreaders.com/TonyaKinzer/

Book Trailer

YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HykMSl9FYvY

~*~

Thank you so much, Tonya, for being my guest blogger for the week. It was a pleasure to have you here. You're wicked awesome! ;) And you're welcome back anytime you wish.

I would like to thank everybody for stopping by these past few days. Please if you have a questions or comments leave them for Tonya. I know she'll be around to answer. She loves hearing from you as much as I do.

Remember to stop by Tonya's blog to enter the contest!

Have a great day!

Lani Rhea

Tonya Kinzer's blog tour day 2/3

2011-07-26T05:06:00.024-05:00

Today we will start off with book two "The Boss's Pet: Office Training Goes Home." Our lovely hostess Tonya will be around answering your quesitons. ;)

Blurb

There was only one light on in the long hallway besides the one in the conference room and she knew no one else would be down here. They only kept old files and a few supplies down here, yet it was a nice place for the larger conference room.

As she entered the room, the door suddenly shut and she was gently but firmly grabbed from behind. His arm went around her neck while His other hand grabbed her pad and file and tossed them onto the table, then He set down her cup. Her breathing became ragged with excitement as His hand reached the side of her thigh and moved higher, inching her skirt up. His hard arousal lay against her ass as He pressed her hips back against His. Warm lips touched her neck while His hand captured her breast, massaging her until her nipple hardened even more at his touch, immediately pressing the sharp points of the nipple ring deeper into her flesh.

She couldn’t help but let a moan of pain slip out.

“I’m glad my slut wasn’t late for our meeting. You know how I hate it when you disobey me.” He moved them to the edge of the large waist-high table and pressed her forward to lay flat onto the table, positioning her hands out to the sides.

“You know better than to move an inch.” Both his hands now caressed her outer thighs, inching her skirt up over her hips to expose her ass to his view. She heard him groan as He stared at her bare ass, her silk thong pressed between her cheeks, holding in her plug and she waited for further instructions. The waiting made her slippery and He knew it.

“Spread your feet, slut. You know you want to show Me how much you’ve seeped in the last hour. And arch your back so I can better see your wet thong.”

He sniffed the air.

Humility consumed her, but its part of what made her do this, knowing He had total control as long as she allowed it. She did as instructed and stepped as far apart as her legs would go, her high heels arching her back even more. As she tipped her hips, she felt so exposed as the silk thong moved between her lips. She heard His intake of breath the moment He saw the same thing.

Again she waited. And waited, sensing His gaze as it moved over her rounded cheeks and thong between them. She clenched her muscles around the training plug which then moved inside her.

Suddenly but ever so slowly, a hot tongue moved along crotch of her thong, making her gasp. The pleasure of His hot tongue engulfed her and she reveled in it, allowing herself to moan with the pleasure. Before she realized it, the oak paddle smacked hard against her tender cheeks, then once more. Pain brought tears to her eyes.

She dared not cry out.

“My pet….you DO know what that was for, correct?”

She whimpered. “Yes, Master. I allowed my emotions to be audible without permission, Sir. I’m sorry. I will be more respectful in the future and not let them be heard until you request it.”

“That’s better, slut.”

She bit her lower lip, hoping she would soon feel His hot tongue on her again, but instead, He twisted the plug and pressed it further, back and forth. He twisted in one direction, then the other, ever so slowly and it took all she had not to let her pleasures be heard. Nor could she move with the pleasure of His ministrations; that was also forbidden until she was given permission. She bit her lower lip to silence her pleasure. Then slowly, two fingers made their way past her thong and deep between her wet lips to swirl around inside, twisting her world in ecstasy.

~*~

Tonya’s Bio

Tonya Kinzer writes erotic romance for readers who love to become a silent character within the story! You will be pulled into scenes to partake of the activities, to feel what her characters feel and taste what they taste...strong sexual desires! Be prepared to enter a world you'll not want to leave and can't wait to get back to. Their future holds new submissives and demanding Doms.

Her series, The Boss's Pet, will take you on a journey alongside Nick and Sondra as they venture into a lifestyle that pulls them deeper into a world of sensuality and submission. You'll not want to miss any of the books in this series so stay locked on her website to know when the next books get released.

Bk 1 - The Contract
Bk 2 - Office Training
Bk 3 - Sharing Among Friends
Bk 4 - ? Out in Oct??

Buy Links
B & N: http://tinyurl.com/6cgprjf
Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/3fetwfq
All Romance & OmniLit: http://www.omnilit.com/category237.html
SmashWords: http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/tonyakinzer

Site Links
Blog Site: http://tonyakinzer.blogspot.com
Website: http://tonyakinzer.com
FB Fan Page: http://tinyurl.com/4sh37tk
FaceBook: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_163160073732655&ap=1
Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/tonyakinzer
BookBuzzr: http://www.freado.com/users/26001/tonya-kinzer
IAN: http://www.independentauthornetwork.com/tonya-kinzer.html
Author’s Den: http://www.authorsden.com/tonyakinzer
Manic Readers: http://www.manicreaders.com/TonyaKinzer/

Book Trailer

YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HykMSl9FYvY

Thanks for stopping by today! Leave a comment or quesiton for her. Tonya has one more treat for you tomorrow. You don't want to miss it! Remember to stop by her blog to enter the contest!

Thanks again, Tonya, for stopping by today! *muah*

Tonya Kinzer's blog tour Day 1/3

2011-07-25T04:08:00.010-05:00

I met Tonya last month, but it feels like I've known her forever! She is such a wonderful person. Tonya will share her stories with us over the next three days as she continues her book tour. Please stop back by tomorrow and the next day when you've got time. She would love to hear from you.

Let's start with day one tour on this one hot sizzling interview:

Lani: Tell us a bit about yourself. Do you have a day job?

Tonya: I DO have a day job and right now, I only need to go to the office a few days a week so the rest of the week is spent marketing at Twitter, FB, Goodreads, placing ads online, email, writing, doing covers, book marks, book trailers, etc. I’m sure hubby would prefer I went to the office more and sometimes I do. Psst, since we own the business and I’m the techie, I do my writing stuff at the office…ssshhh! *wicked laugh*

Lani: Some of us have things we do to get into the writing frame of mind like music, or drinks. Do you have anything special you do to get into the writing mood?

Tonya: I’m usually always in a writing mood. My dirty little mind guarantees that for me! Is that bad? Although sometimes my muse needs a bit of prompting so a visit to a few of those bondage sites helps a lot! My muse makes me do a lot of things, honest, it’s her fault! *my cheeks heat up some*

Lani: Do you have a card file where you keep story ideas? Where do they come from?

Tonya: I get story ideas from the normal places - news, TV, people watching, newspaper, and traveling. Ideas pop in of where I could take my characters and many times new characters just pop in or the current ones tell me what they want. They create a movie in my mind to make it easier for me to write the scenes out. I also have a writing program where I can keep all story ideas, character pics and bios, scene tidbits, etc. I love it.

Lani: You’re self-published. Can you tell us a bit about that and how it’s going for you?

Tonya: A while back, I got burned by an online publisher who I didn’t thoroughly check out, so I take the blame for that happening, but it makes me edgy to do more submissions. That’s not to say I won’t submit a story; I’ve just not done that yet. Marketing to get your name recognized out there among readers is time consuming and I love it. I know readers are afraid to take a chance on a new author, but that’s why I like places like BookBuzzr where we can post several sample pages of our writing. Other authors are willing to help us out by doing interviews for new authors, so thank you for having me here today. I also do that on my blog and have met some wonderful authors! My books are selling well but we always want more, right? I would like to thank everyone who has downloaded my work. Without you, we would have no reason to write. Seeing the numbers jump each week is a great high so thank you all for that. I promise to keep writing!

Lani: Are you a daytime writer, night time writer, and do you have to be alone to write?

Tonya: I like to be alone when I write. At home, Master and I share an office and we face each other. I love it! I think he can tell when I’m working on a juicy scene….oops, sorry, bad choice of words there! LOL But…I do write better alone. I have author friends who critique for me and I do the same for them. Another set or two of eyes on our work is a necessity!

Lani: Do you write better when you first have an idea of what your characters look like or do you write, then add character looks?

Tonya: It works best for me if I know what my characters look like before I begin writing. I create the story idea and characters but have to load photos of what they look like before I can really get down to the nitty gritty of scenes.

Lani: Where can our readers find you and your books?

Tonya: At the end of the interview, below, are my site links and a few of my buy links. My website also has buy links and several pages to explore so I hope our readers will hop over and roam around on my sites.

Lani: Is there anything else you want to tell our readers?

Tonya: My book tour for book three, Sharing Among Friends, goes through August and September. I have contest instructions on my website to get entered in the book tour contest. I will pull two winners each month and those who enter in August and don’t win, will be included in the September drawing. I’m also considering a newsletter - I have a poll on my blog site for voting and if I get enough votes to do a newsletter, I promise I’ll get one started and let those interested sign up on my blog and website as well.

Excerpt:

“You do know how to get a man’s attention, woman...but I’d like to return the favor so......” He wanted beneath her dress.

Her face turned a bit more pink, even in the dim light he could see that but to his surprise, she stood up, slipped off her pantyhose and turned around so he could unzip her dress for her...an invitation he gladly accepted. Unzipping it, he slipped it off her slender shoulders and it pooled at her feet. The curve of her back sloped to her firm ass and the black thong between her cheeks drew his attention. He placed fingers into the lace edges of her panties and moved them forward, pulling her close as he kissed her neck, breathing in the lavender oils. As his hands moved inside her panties, hair tickled his fingertips. Visions of what he’d find there swirled through his mind and he pressed his hardness against her ass. The lace of her thong moved lower as his fingers caressed the soft skin of her hips and thighs until her thong dropped to the floor.

“Nick....”

His name on her lips sounded wonderful. “Need it that bad, pet? I think I might make you wait a bit longer.” He moved to unhook her bra and with no objection, her arms slipped out of it and she tossed it to the chair. Over her shoulder his view was fabulous and from behind, he reached up to cup her full, firm breasts, pushing them up and in. The swell of cleavage made him bite her neck ever so careful and the groan that escaped his throat surprised him. She tipped her head back and laced her fingers through his hair, her nails touching his scalp.

Turning her in his arms, he wanted to see all of her. “You’re gorgeous, Sondra.” At the same time, she began to unbuckle his belt and loosen his slacks until they fell at his feet. His black thong sported a protrusion in the front. Sondra’s hand moved down his shaft and her nails lightly dug into the boys with a firm grip. “Be careful, woman...a silent danger lies there.”

“I can handle danger...it’s the after effects that might be hard to deal with.”

“I felt a few tension knots in your back and shoulders that we need to tend to first. Spread out your towels at the edge of the bed and lay on your stomach for me.”

Watching her in the dim light churned his needs. Sensuous curves begged to be caressed. She pulled one of her pillows to place on the bed where her stomach would be then spread out the towels along the edge of the bed, twisted her hair and put in the clip, then seductively lay on her stomach for him.

Immediately Nick thought of his tie in the other room. “Don’t move I’ll be right back, just close your eyes and relax.”

Back in her bedroom, Nick looped his tie around his neck then ran his hands up Sondra’s back, over her shoulders and down her arms. “Move your arms up over your head. I can get to the muscles better.”

Without hesitation, her arms rested on the bed above her head and Nick’s shaft hardened even more as he laid her wrists over one another then very lightly tied them together with his tie. A satisfied moan slipped from her throat letting him know she was okay with it. Visions of what he could do to her in the future filtered through his mind, seeing her tied and helpless while he explored her tender body. Taking it slow with her would gently introduce her to his lifestyle.

He grabbed the bottle of oil and straddled her thighs. Pouring oil onto his palm, he pressed down the squirt tip, dropped it on the towel and rubbed his hands together over her back, allowing a few drops on her skin. The scent of eucalyptus and lavender filled his senses; he would forever associate this scent with Sondra. Lightly his hands touched her back then firmly moved up her spine to her shoulders, feeling for knots and smoothing them out one at a time. The softness of her skin tortured his senses; he wanted inside her so bad he could taste it. Tasting her would be his next move but knew he had to take his time. His fingers moved to her sides as his thumbs moved along her spine, massaging the firm muscles of her well-toned back. The soft flesh of her breasts touched his finger tips and he pressed firmly there, too.

Then her back arched, pressing her pelvis into the pillows as she moaned again. A quick intake of breath filled Nick’s lungs. Her pleasure was in his hands and he was prepared to take her to the edge. Spreading the oil lower on her back, he rubbed it in along her hips before moving up and over her cheeks. How many months had he dreamed of having her naked ass in his hands? This was a dream come true and knew he was a lucky man.

The bottle of oil dribbled as he poured more in his palm, letting it drip into the crack of her ass and watched as the drops of oil slid lower toward her woman’s center. He dropped a few more as they slid to join the rest of the oil and imagined exactly where it was settling. Warming the rest of the oil in his hand, he then placed them directly on the cheeks, taking her flesh between his thumbs and fingers, massaging, swirling the oil over her skin, pressing up, then down. Nick spread her cheeks a bit wider apart then moved a thumb slowly down her valley and back up, taking each cheek and massaging, pulling them apart so he could peek then holding her open for a few seconds before continuing. Her pink rosebud winked at him more than once. He couldn’t resist holding her open with one hand while his fingers oiled the bud, barely touching as his fingers moved over her, watching her contract each time.

Lani, thank you so much for having me here for a few days. I’ll be around to chat with your readers who want to comment or have questions. Thank you all so much for stopping in to take the time to read about my work! Muah! Love you all! Remember - safe, sane, and consensual! *wink*

Tonya’s Bio

Tonya Kinzer writes erotic romance for readers who love to become a silent character within the story! You will be pulled into scenes to partake of the activities, to feel what her characters feel and taste what they taste...strong sexual desires! Be prepared to enter a world you'll not want to leave and can't wait to get back to. Their future holds new submissives and demanding Doms.

Her series, The Boss's Pet, will take you on a journey alongside Nick and Sondra as they venture into a lifestyle that pulls them deeper into a world of sensuality and submission. You'll not want to miss any of the books in this series so stay locked on her website to know when the next books get released.

Bk 1 - The Contract
Bk 2 - Office Training
Bk 3 - Sharing Among Friends
Bk 4 - ? Out in Oct??

Buy Links
B & N: http://tinyurl.com/6cgprjf
Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/3fetwfq
All Romance & OmniLit: http://www.omnilit.com/category237.html
SmashWords: http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/tonyakinzer

Site Links
Blog Site: http://tonyakinzer.blogspot.com
Website: http://tonyakinzer.com
FB Fan Page: http://tinyurl.com/4sh37tk
FaceBook: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_163160073732655&ap=1
Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/tonyakinzer
BookBuzzr: http://www.freado.com/users/26001/tonya-kinzer
IAN: http://www.independentauthornetwork.com/tonya-kinzer.html
Author’s Den: http://www.authorsden.com/tonyakinzer
Manic Readers: http://www.manicreaders.com/TonyaKinzer/

Book Trailer

YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HykMSl9FYvY

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Thank you, Tonya, for stopping by today! Ladies and gentlemen over the next couple of days Tonya will share more excerpts from her other two books. Stay steamy or tuned rather and visit back! ;)

Thanks for stopping by!

Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #5

2011-07-23T18:07:00.002-05:00

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon a paranormal erotic romance

Ryant is still waiting in that damned chair and Kris keeps agonizing him with her beautiful naked body.

Here are the six:

His cock twitched with the fantasy of biting her neck as she climaxed, sinking his teeth to the hilt.

Ryant’s hands balled into fists at the thought of her wild, sweet blood flowing down his throat as he drank from her. Too many years had passed since her trembling flesh moved with him, clenching him tight, milking him as she came. He swallowed hard, at the remembrance.

Kris moved from behind the rock wall, into the arched doorway hiding none of her flesh. Her naked body made his breathes quicken as he gazed from the ground up taking in the delectable sight of her.

~*~

Thanks for stopping by! I would love to hear from you!

Cheers!

Lani Rhea

Six Sentence Sunday post #4

2011-07-15T12:40:00.010-05:00

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon a paranormal erotic romance. (Posted early because I have a busy weekend.)

Thanks for stopping by today. I'd love to hear from you. I'm continuing the love scene between Ryant and Kris.

Here are the six:

Kris turned slightly displaying a pert nipple he wanted to flick with his tongue, tease between teeth, as he caused her to squirm beneath him.

Ryant’s mouth went dry as desert sand, at just the thought.

His jaw clenched with frustration.

Decades had passed since he’d sweat, yet, at that moment he remembered the feel of perspiration wetting his upper lip as it had the last time he’d had Kris writhering beneath him.

He watched her breast rise and fall with each steady breath, torturing him.

A vision slowly formed of her warm skin quivering under his touch, as he massaged her ample globes, while fondling her slick folds.

Have a wonderful day!

Six Sentence Sunday 7/10 SSS, post #3

2011-07-09T17:39:00.023-05:00

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon a paranormal erotic romance.

Well, I've decided to continue the sex scene with Kris and Ryant. If you want to follow the whole scene, start with post #1. This is post #3. Thanks to all who stop by! I would love to hear from you, too!

Here are my six:

With his legs spread wide, his hands itched to slide from her spiked heels up past her toned legs to her core. His breathing hitched as his cock swelled behind the confines of his pants.

Kris swung the door open. Half her body was revealed, living up to his active imagination. From her breast to her hip, curves so delicious, he could barely wait to pet and lick the silken valley of tender flesh.

With the bathroom light silhouetting her lush figure, he imagined all the different positions he could take her in, including a few in the bathroom if she didn't hurry.

~*~

Thanks for reading!

Go enjoy the rest of your Sunday!

Six Sentence Sunday 7/3-#12, post #2

2011-07-02T20:09:00.006-05:00

In honor of our troops and for July 4th, I opted for these six sentences to show Ryant fought brave in his human years.

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon is a paranormal erotic romance.

Moving on to the scene...

They intend to lure demons and Ryant insists she wear heels? Yeah right! She'd wear tennis shoes under her dress, and to get what she wants, Kris promises to wear the heels Ryant bought for the event that night, and only the heels...

A crimson spiked high heel attached to a sexy leg that went on forever stretched out from the partially opened bathroom door.

Ryant licked his lips. The moment he’d anticipated all evening arrived. A deep throb settled in his groin. He waited, surrounded by his converted medieval art collection and the many trophies won off men slain by his own hand. Tonight, he would conquer again—and claim yet another prize.

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Thanks so much for whoever visits today and especially your comments! I hope you enjoyed my Six Sentences! I'd love to hear from you. Have a great Sunday! And happy Fourth of July!

Six Sentence Sunday-6/26 #112 post #1 for SSS

2011-06-25T22:55:00.006-05:00

Thanks so much for whoever visits today, and escpically your comments!

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon is a paranormal erotic romance. Kristina Knight is a werewolf bounty hunter and her lover, a hot and steamy vampire named Ryant Starga.

They’re at an event luring demons. Tension has passed, but not desire. The moment is heated as Ryant embraces her close in their dance. And her mind is in other places. See the sentences below.

“Decades passed since their last union in flesh. She ached for him. Ryant placed his shaven cheek next to hers. His hard breaths feathered heat over her skin in a silken mist. Kris glided her nose alongside his jaw line as she inched her lips closer to his. One kiss and he could have her then.”

I hope you enjoyed my Six Sentences! I'd love to hear from you. Thank you so much! Have a great Sunday!

Soul Catcher with Vivi Dumas

2011-06-24T00:24:00.000-05:00

Today I have the pleasure of interviewing Vivi Dumas, one of my all time favorite friends! I’m proud to have met her through Savvy Authors. What a wonderful place to make friends! Towards the end of the interview, you’ll be captivated with an excerpt that will make you want to rush out and buy the book! Please, prop up your feet, relax and stay for bit. I promise you’ll love it!

Take the stage, Vivi!

Hi Lani! Thank you so much for having me here today. This blogtour is about re-introducing my debut novel Soul Catcher. I would love to share a copy with a lucky commenter.

Soul Catcher Blurb

Top supermodel, Angel Dias, lives the life of the rich and fabulous, until a heinous car accident mars her face. After thirteen surgeries and losing everything she deemed important, she seeks out the dark forces to salvage her life and decides to conjure the Devil for help, making a deal to recover her beauty. In exchange for his help, Lucifer forces her to hunt supernatural renegades, which have eluded the pits of Hell. In her quest to find beauty and get out of her contract with Lucifer, Angel stumbles upon love in the arms of a demon.

Commander of the Legions and an Underworld Demon, Jacque Toussant, takes a field commission to escape the madness of a failed relationship and prove himself worthy of his demon heritage. Jacque is content with his existence as a field soldier until Lucifer gives him a special assignment to oversee a new trainee, a supermodel nonetheless. Humans hold low appeal for Jacque, especially the females. That is until he meets Angel. Jacque risks everything, including his life, to find a way to break Angel’s deal with Lucifer.

What kind of research do you do?

I do some research. I do most of it online. I research different types of weapons and their usage. Location is big for me. Most of my stories are set in New Orleans, but I like to use real life buildings and places, even if I have to rename them. I love that someone could actually go and see a place I wrote about in my book.

What's the one writer’s tool you can't live without?

Me and my laptop have a special relationship.

What websites do you visit the most?

I tend to hang out at The Romance Studio and Savvy Authors a lot. Of course I’m a Facebook voyeur like most of others.

What is the most rewarding thing about being a writer?

The most rewarding thing about being a writer is creating a world and characters that people can fall in love with. When I get compliments on my work or a good review, it’s very rewarding.

Any encouraging words for unpublished writers?

My advice for aspiring authors is to have a passion for writing and never give up. Publishing can be a harsh industry. You have to build up a tough skin for criticism. For someone who is a perfectionist, denial and criticism can be difficult. I’m still learning and trying to improve myself. You have to push aside egos listen to feedback, but stay true to yourself. This is a hard balance to find.

What site/sites can we buy Soul Catcher? Where can we find you?

Where to find me:

Blog – www.vividumas.wordpress.com

Website – www.vividumas.com/worpress

Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001071377027

Twitter - http://twitter.com/#!/vivi_dumas

Where can we buy a copy of Soul Catcher?

Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Soul-Catcher-ebook/dp/B004AHKC8E

Barnes & Noble http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Soul-Catcher/Vivi-Dumas/e/2940011164828/?itm=2&USRI=vivi+dumas

Decadent Publishing http://www.decadentpublishing.com/product_info.php?products_id=180&osCsid=aec36ece5305e9e895f706843acd0cd4

All Romance Ebooks

Now something fun:

Strawberry/Vanilla/Chocolate?
Absolutely Chocoholic!

Pepperoni/Cheese/Supreme pizza?
Um…Pineapple and Ham

Favorite Movie?
What Dreams May Come or Pretty Woman

Favorite Book & why?
Paradise by Toni Morrison – I’ve never read a book more filled with emotion. It was a difficult read because it begins at the end and the book reads as a series of flash backs within flash backs, but the women in the story have so much to share it drew me in and engulfed me in their world.

Favorite Writer & why?
I’m a reading junkie so I have too many authors to name. It really depends on my mood.

Werewolf or Vampire?
After this season of The Vampire Diaries it might be a vampire/werewolf hybrid

Favorite color?
Purple

What makes you laugh?
My hubby and kids keep me entertained

Soul Catcher Excerpt

The growls and snarls inched closer. Angel’s feet pounded the dirt, kicking up red dust all around her. The barren trees provided little sanctuary. Her heart and mind raced as she tried to think of her next move. The skies darkened above and thunder rumbled through the thick air. The air smelled of dampness.

How long had she been running? It seemed hours. Other than Noel, the other cadets were long gone ahead of her. Being human sucked when it came to supernatural warfare, but she refused to give up. Every day the class waited, watched, wondering when she was going to quit. Two of the others had already dropped out, and they were demons.

Noel passed Angel on the left, ducking through the low branches of the charred trees, cackling as he passed. Angel picked up her speed, her calves cramping and an ache developing in her side. She wanted to stop. Stopping meant quitting. Quitting was not an option. The hellish howls closed in on her.

Angel glanced over her shoulder and caught sight of one of the ugly beasts. It’s long, rounded snout protruded from an enlarged head. Red eyes peered through the charred trees, scanning the landscape. A ridge of ivory spikes ran down the monster’s back extending from each vertebra. The dog-like fiend pounded through the forest on powerful, muscular legs, which carried its compact body. Out running them wasn’t going to work. She had to come up with another plan. Scanning the terrain in front of her, the only place to go was up. The trees disappeared into the grey clouds. If she could climb high enough, maybe she could wait them out. Or maybe they would go find another victim.

She lunged for the closest branch, leveraged her foot on the tree trunk, and boosted herself off the ground. It took all her strength to hoist her weight into the tree. As she reached for the second branch, three hounds pounced on the trunk, clawing at her dangling foot. The dark-haired one’s razor sharp teeth nipped Angel’s ankle. Stretching for the next limb, she stared down just in time to see the dagger like claws of the reddish colored beast rip into her calf.

Scurrying up the tree, she climbed higher until she was out of reach of the animals. Angel perched on one of the higher limbs, praying it could hold her weight. She clung to the trunk and observed the creatures clawing the burnt bark off the tree. Slowly, deliberately, a hound dug its sharp claws into the tree, using them like spikes, and began to maneuver its way to her.

Tremors quivered through Angel’s body, almost causing her to lose her grip and fall. Thunder clapped and lightning flashed. Ominous clouds gathered overhead, growing darker as the hound drew nearer. The animal swiped at Angel’s bleeding leg, barely missing as she jerked it onto the branch she sat on. Electricity hummed in the air. Angel felt the energy gathering about her, a strange, eerie sensation floating on top of her skin.

The hound’s red eyes glowed as it stretched towards Angel, drooling from its mouth and snarling. Angel stood on the limb, grabbing for the one above her. As she pulled on the branch, it snapped in her hand. She wrapped her arms around the trunk to keep from falling. The beast snagged her ankle, jerking its head, trying to yank her from her perch. Lightning flashed through the sky, hitting its target—Angel.

Angel closed her eyes as the bolt of electricity hit. The pain she expected never came. Her body absorbed the energy and channeled it to the beast attached to her ankle. The smell of burning fur wafted to Angel’s nostrils. The hound fell to the ground with a thud. The two other monsters sniffed its cohort and growled up at her. Angel redirected the remaining energy to the creatures below with deadly accuracy.

~*~

Thank you, Vivi, for this alluring excerpt! And thanks for blogging on my blog today! You’re wicked awesome! I hope the tour has been a success. =) And thank you readers for stopping by today. Please, if you have any questions or want to tell Vivi how great she is, feel free to do so. She would love to hear from you. Remember, she’ll give a free copy to one lucky commenter! If you wish to enter please provide Vivi with an email address.

So what are you waiting for?

~Lani Rhea

L.J. DeLeon Warrior's Rise

2011-06-17T00:08:00.000-05:00

It’s always a please to have L.J. DeLeon on my blog! Nice to have you back! Today L.J. will be discussing her book Warrior’s Rise. Do you like Fae, shapeshifters, gargoyles, angels, dragons, and demons? These are to name a few. Step into the world of Warriors For Light!

Take the floor L.J.!

I would like to thank Lani Rhea for inviting me today. I’ve always enjoyed reading her blog and to be here today is a privilege.

It’s a pleasure to talk to you about the first book, Warrior’s Rise, in my urban fantasy series Warriors For Light. While each book stands on its own, Warrior’s Rise introduces the reader to the world my heroes and heroines live and fight to save. It’s a world where humans unknowingly live next to Fae, shapeshifters, gargoyles, angels, dragons, and demons, to name a few.

Against this backdrop, a war is brewing and humans, who have always believed they were at the top of the food chain, have gone in the blink of an eye from predator to prey.

For Fae-human half-breed Deva Morgan, life as she knows it changes on her thirtieth birthday. One moment she’s a barkeep, the next she is a warrior fated to save Earth from the Dark Lord and his demon hoard. Shunned by both her races, she faces a danger-filled quest with few allies. Too bad her powers haven’t fully emerged or stabilized.

For Deva it is life or death, on-the-job training with her companion, Padraig O’Neal, a Fae warrior with a shadowed past. Can he quiet the storm raging inside her, help her harness the growing power within her, and provide a barrier between Deva and a fatal outcome? Will their love be enough to save Deva and stop the Dark Lord’s demons from entering Earth?

I’m often asked about the inspiration for Warrior’s Rise. I think it began years ago when I watched a Star Trek episode and Captain James T. Kirk said, “Good can triumph over evil, but it must be very, very careful.” That combined with the importance of honor, loyalty, friendship, and love are at the heart of the series.

However to make the books come alive, I had to do a lot of research, yet not let it show. Warrior’s Rise uses bits and pieces of Greek, Roman, Celtic, Norse myths, and in many cases turning them upside down. Yes, I’m a history junkie, but for some reason I don’t write historical. I think it’s because when I read it, I also think what if? and then want to change it. However, I adore, am passionate about fantasy and paranormal in all its forms and subgenres—as long as there’s romance in the story. Ah, romance, ah, sex, the expression of romance, what would life be without it?

You can buy Warrior’s Rise http://www.amazon.com/Warriors-Rise-Light-Book-ebook/dp/B004T39Y88/ and the second and third books in the series,

Dragon Child http://www.amazon.com/Dragon-Child-Warriors-Light-ebook/dp/B004THDM6Y/

and Absolution http://www.amazon.com/Absolution-Warriors-For-Light-ebook/dp/B0050D8OPU/ at

Amazon Kindle http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_c_1_9?url=search-alias%3Ddigital-text&field-keywords=lj+deleon&sprefix=lj+deleon,

B&N Nook http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/lj-deleon?store=ebook,

ARe http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-warrior039srise-528182-139.html ,

and Smashwords http://www.google.com/url?q=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.smashwords.com%2Fbooks%2Fsearch%3Fquery%3DLJ%2BDeLeon&sa=D&sntz=1&usg=AFQjCNGQy14lLsPlyym3hZap_CEpUAfEjQ.

For excerpts of the Warriors books, the Turner Chronicles, and free flash fiction please visit my website www.ljdeleon.com. My blog is at www.warriorsforlight.com. In addition to being a blog, it contains many interesting facts about the Warriors series and is always growing. I love hearing from readers, so please feel free to contact me.

~*~

Thank you, L.J.! You’re always intriguing me with your stories! I’m thrilled you blogged for me today. As L.J. said, please leave her any comments. She would love to hear from you, and so would I! Thank you for stopping by today to read about Warrior’s Rise!

~Lani Rhea

Whitely Gray erotic read Meredith Medical Center

2011-06-16T00:48:00.000-05:00

I would like to welcome Whitley Gray to my blog today! We met several months ago on Savvy, and love her to death! She’s a very talented author with many surprises. And edits wonderfully! Today we’re discussing her erotic story Meredith Medical Center published with RedHot Publishing.

Here we go!

1. Could you give us an insight about your book Meredith Medical Center?

Meredith Medical Center is part of the Everything Erotic series of anthologies, released monthly by RedHot Publishing.

Blurb:

Meredith City is a major health care hub, located in the upper Midwest. A major trauma center, doctors covet training positions at Meredith Medical Center, putting up with difficult schedules in exchange for the opportunity. Not all of the opportunities at MMC are medical…

2. Any inspiration, or did the story just appear out of nowhere?

The stories in Meredith Medical Center are all inspired by places I’ve worked, but the characters are purely imagination.

3. How long did it take for you to finish the complete rough draft?

The first installment took a month to write and revise. I’d never written a serial, and had to get the hang of a short piece with a beginning, middle, and end, left on a hook so the reader would want to move on to part 2, then part 3, etc. Now I can do one installment in about two days.

4. Did you research?

Not much. I chose to set the serial in a familiar environment. This minimizes the research I have to do, but I didn’t initially factor this in when I chose a medical setting. It turned out to be a wise choice as far as productivity. Working in these environments is essential in getting the particulars right.

5. What's happening now in your world?

I’m working on a M/M romance, with a target completion date of July 30th. The story involves a doctor, but is set overseas. As I’ve never traveled to these locations, I’ve had to do a lot of research to get it right.

6. When did you know you wanted to be a writer? How did you get started?

Like many writers, I started as a kid. I got lost in a career with a lot of technical writing, and then decided to try romantic fiction, which was a big eye-opener. Easier read than done.

7. What's the one writer’s tool you can't live without?

My laptop! Other than that, a pen and notebook paper. Writing by hand helps me brainstorm and untangle problems.

8. Give us an insight on your daily life of an author?

On days off from the “real job,” I start with cleaning out email by 9 a.m., then write until 6 p.m. Most nights I come back after dinner and try to work some more.

On days when I work, I get started about 3-4 p.m., then try to make it until ~11 p.m. If it’s one of those words-flow-like-water days, maybe 2 or 3 a.m. That tends to play havoc if I work the next day, but I take ‘em where I can get ‘em. Those days are precious to a writer!

9. What is the most rewarding thing about being a writer?

I’ve loved being part of several online writing communities. The support is terrific. I’ve met my crit partners there, taken a ton of fabulous workshops, and connected through them to RedHot Publishing.

10. Any encouraging words for unpublished writers?

Keep writing. Take workshops and educate yourself about the genre you write. Don’t take contest critiques too seriously, and find a group for support and critique.

11. What site/sites can we buy Meredith Medical Center?

The books are all available through Amazon.com, and Barnes and Noble online.
Everything Erotic Volume I, Everything Erotic Volume II, Everything Erotic Volume III, Everything Erotic Volume IV, Everything Erotic Volume V, Everything Erotic Volume VI, Everything Erotic Volume VII anthologies as ebooks for only $2.99 each! Want it in print? Everything Erotic - Volume I-III is now available in paperback for $12.95.

12. Where can we find you?
Website
http://www.whitleygray.com/
Twitter
https://twitter.com/#!/whitleygray
Facebook
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/profile.php?id=100001980608683

Now something fun:

Strawberry/Vanilla/Chocolate?

Chocolate. The darker, the better.

Pepperoni/Cheese/Supreme pizza?

BBQ chicken flatbread pizza!

Favorite Movie?

Varies. I’ve seen “Love, Actually” a zillion times. I love the way it’s made of interconnected romantic vignettes.

Favorite Actor & why?

Mmm… right now, Eduardo Verastegui in “Bella.” I have to have blue eyes and dark hair.

Favorite Actress & why?

Meryl Streep. She constantly reinvents herself.

Favorite Book & why?

Not fair, Lani! I couldn’t choose one.

Favorite Writer & why?

Another unanswerable question. I discover new authors all the time.

Werewolf or Vampire?

Vampire. Always.

Urban Fantasy or Paranormal?

Paranormal.

Where would travel to & why?

Italy, especially Tuscany. The light there is amazing.

Erotic or vanilla Romance?

Erotic!

Any Fetishes?

I’ll never tell… check out Everything Erotic and Meredith Medical Center if you want a clue!

Favorite color?

Pink. Any shade from pale to hot.

Favorite restaurant?

This is another mood-related question. Probably any local bistro that has a varied menu. When I’m out of town, I try to find one of those. They’re everywhere!

What makes you laugh?

Jimmy Fallon.

Could you delight us with a kick ass excerpt?

Sam trudged upstairs to the third floor physician’s lounge. No one showered or changed in this out-of-the-way spot at night, and the lock on the door ensured privacy. Which sounded pretty damn good at this point.

The door wasn’t locked. He walked into the room and shot the deadbolt. The place was semi-dark; the only illumination came from the bathroom opposite the entrance. On the right, six full-length lockers hugged the wall, and a narrow bench sat in front of them. To the left, the hospital had ripped out the lockers and replaced them with the typical hospital-issue cot.

Other than the muffled dripping of a faucet, silence filled the space. Sam didn’t bother flipping on the overhead light. He’d negotiated the area many times, and he walked on autopilot to his locker. He kicked off his shoes, stripped off his top, and rubbed a hand across his chest.

Maybe he should have said yes to the beer. Even if Leo wasn’t gay, friendship would be better than nothing, which was the current situation. Nothing. No one.

Shit. Too late now.

He sank onto the bench and leaned his forearms on his thighs, clenching his hands together. He couldn’t keep up this isolation thing. Next week, he’d invite Leo for a beer after shift change and find some way to bring up the subject of orientation. No sense in continuing with this standoff.

Yep, a good plan. He stood and pulled open his locker.

A dark figure stepped into the bathroom doorway, silhouetted in the low light. Sam squinted as the man advanced on him. That blond halo could only belong to one person.

“Leo? What are you doing here?”

“Waiting.”

Sam fisted his hands on his hips. “For what?”

“You.”

Leo stepped into view, shirtless, torso on display. Damn. In the low light, the shadows of the cut muscles of his chest and arms reminded Sam of fine Italian sculpture. God, the man was a work of art.

Heat flooded Sam’s groin, and he clamped down on his attraction. Or that was the intent, but his cock didn’t get the message. A hard-on pushed against his scrubs. Sam grabbed a shirt out of his locker and fisted it in front of his pants.

A few feet away, Leo stroked his chest, riveting Sam’s attention.
Shit. He couldn’t do this right now. He needed the weekend to psych himself up, plan what to say. Sam gripped the door of his locker. “Look, about the beer—”

“It’s not about the beer, Sam.” Leo’s hand drifted down the line of hair on his belly and stopped just above the waist of his scrubs.

Sam dragged his eyes back to Leo’s pale blue gaze. “What… is it… about, then?”

Leo took a couple of steps forward and dropped his hand to his groin.

Copyright © 2010 Whitley Gray

BIO:

Whitley lives in the Rocky Mountain West with her very understanding family. She works in a major medical center, and (ahem) swears episodes like the ones at Meredith Medical Center never happen…

~*~

Thank you, Whitley, for stopping by today! I always enjoy your company. =) And thank you readers for stopping by as well. Please, if you have any questions at all post them. Whitley will be happy to answer them for you. Or simply give her a hello! She’ll be around!

~Lani Rhea

Review for The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract

2011-06-13T13:27:00.000-05:00

Review from Janika Matthews over my story “The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract.”

The second erotic novella in a series Lani Rhea is planning and writing for “Sizzler Intoxications.” The novel fulfills its promise- that of taking you on a sultry and steamy erotic journey- and delivers that promise beautifully.

Camri and Jackson have worked together and lusted after one another for over a year, but managed to keep their interaction purely professional. There is a great deal of verbal sparring and sexual innuendo in their verbal exchange, and there is professional competition between them as well. Things change when Jackson takes it upon himself to discover the bubbling-just-beneath-the surface- sexual talents and passion Camri possesses. He does so by luring and tricking Camri into signing a contract in which she agrees to submit to his sexual demands, but what he doesn’t know is that he will lose his heart in the process.

When they finally get together , their sexual union is like fireworks bursting in the sky, and once the player, Jackson is a man changed, who will admit to his past sins, which include sabotaging her success in the workplace. (Who said that good sex cannot make an honest man? Apparently it can, and it does that.)

Lani Rhea’s strength in igniting, maintaining and escalating sexual tension between her characters is apparent in this novella. Her sex scenes are hot and erotically charged, and her characters are naughty.

“Under Bonded Contract” will entice you, mesmerize you, and leave you breathless by the end. Read it. You’ll be glad you did!

Janika Matthews.

http://www.janikamatthews.blogspot.com/

Guest Blogging on Louisa Bacio's blog today

2011-06-07T17:48:00.000-05:00

http://louisabacio.blogspot.com/

Steamy information on my characters and blurb for my Urban Fantasy story Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon.

Stop by!

~Lani

Weiner Let's it ALL HANG out!

2011-06-06T22:08:00.000-05:00

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_congressman_twitter_photo

It was great to hear the News say, "Weiner let's it all hang out!" I had to share.

~Lani Rhea

TV Shows and Movies

2011-06-06T14:21:00.000-05:00

I watched the new Teen Wolf show last night on MTV, after the awards. I thought it was okay. Tonight is the sequel. We will see how it turns out. Be that I am writing a wolf story at the moment, I thought I would watch this show. I’m not sure just yet if it will stick with me. Writing, reading and taking care of the family occupies a lot of my time and normally TV shows are a no no for me.

Now, the show I am waiting on is Spartacus on STARZ! Oh. My. Sweet. Goodness. Love this show! For this show I would gladly push aside reading and writing to get me some Gladiator Eye Candy! Mmm They could just melt in your mouth. Matter of fact, I may re-watch all the episodes to get caught up on what will happen next.

The next show I’m looking forward to is The Walking Dead on AMC. I’ve heard rumors that the premier will be in July. I hope that stands true. Yes the show is about zombies, but the show has a really good plotline.

The latest film I watched in theaters, Pirates of The Caribbean On Stranger Tides. I do recommend this movie. I laughed a lot. I love me some Johnny Depp!

What shows are you watching? Or have watched recently in theaters?

Thanks for stopping by!

~Lani Rhea

Flash Fiction with Mona Lisa Castillo

2011-06-03T00:27:00.000-05:00

I've known Mona for over a month now, but it feels like I've known her forever! She is an awesome friend and I'm very glad we bumped into each other over at a yahoo group we both belong to. Mona has several flash fictions published. I feel she is a wiz at these little critters because they are so hard to write sometimes. So I thought it would be nice to share some insight on how she cracks the whip and gets them in shape.

The floor is yours, Mona!

Flash fiction is a form of writing that does not get the attention or recognition that I think it deserves. The challenge in writing flash fiction is that one cannot waste a single word on page. There is no room for “fluff” in flash fiction. Every word must carry its own weight and perform its function to the fullest. A flash is a story condensed in one scene that must have a beginning, a middle and an ending that will satisfy the reader, and give him/her some sort of an “aha” moment- and that must be achieved, like I said, in the minimum number of words one can conceive.

Adjectives? Dump them, unless they really, really have to be in the story. And if they really-really have to be in the text maybe your nouns aren’t strong enough. Same goes for adverbs. An adverb would only show that your verbs weren’t strong either. So basically, in flash fiction the story must be stripped bare and the bones must be pretty and strong and attractive enough. And that, as anybody who has ever attempted to write any story of any kind knows, is not an easy task.

Some debate as how short a flash fiction piece can possibly be, what really could stand as a flash of fiction. Ten words? Less? One of the briefest, most famous flashes belongs to Ernest Hemingway, done in 6 words.

“For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

Is there a story in there, one might wonder. Yes, there is. It’s in the “never worn” bit. Has the baby died? Is this why the shoes were never worn? Why are the parents selling the shoes? The reader can only speculate, imagine, try to decipher the reason, the meaning- thus the “aha” moment.

Generally speaking, fiction under 1500 words is considered “flash fiction.” Some publishers cut that number down even more to 500 words, other to 100. (Try to write a story in 100 words, hmmm??) I belong to a Fantasy-Writing Group on yahoo, and the wonderful thing about this group is that they put forth a weekly challenge which often results in wonderful short fiction submitted for critique by many of the members. It is there I perfected my skill, and it was the weekly prompts that stimulated my creative juices. (Thank you, Fantasy Group!)  One week the writing prompt was “Limits” and that was to be achieved in the smallest number of words. My flash came in at 79 words (under 100), and it was the shortest of all. It got quite a few favorable comments and chuckles from my fellow colleagues. Here it is.

Breaking the Law

" I was only doing five over the limit, honest!" the girl smiles.
"Actually, two," the officer corrects her.
"So isn't that like...okay?"
"Not under the new law, it isn't." He pulls out a miniature wheel-of-fortune-like device and hands it to her: "You get to spin."
On the slices she reads: "Lose a Finger, Lose a Toe, Lose your Head..."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, miss."
A chuckle strangles her throat: “What’s this...the twilight zone?"
"No, this is Vegas, baby."

Before I leave you with the challenge to try your hand at writing flash literature and see if it is something you might like to pursue in the future, I will post my favorite flash, “Mimosa Tree.” “Mimosa Tree” stands at 310 words and has appeared in “Daily Bites of Flesh 2011” from Pill Hill Press. Enjoy.

Mimosa Tree

The zombie liked my garden best. All other gardens, he said one time, were full of parsley and thyme and carrots. Mine was full of roses and in the middle, a mimosa tree. He likes my garden so much, that, at night, after walking around the neighborhood, he’d come and sit under it. When the moon was full and the werewolves came out, the zombie would kindly invite them over, and converse with them until the wee hours of morning.

Oftentimes, at midnight, the werewolves would break into song and the zombie with them, but only guttural cries would come out of the later. The howling and the groaning was, in truth, too much for a sensitive ear.

My husband said he had enough one such night five months ago, so he opened the window and squirted them with water. The werewolves, rightly so, stirred. They barred their teeth and growled back. One gave Steven the finger (he later told me) and grunted such words that my cheeks burned under the covers I held over my face. Steve had no choice but to call the cops.

That was the night when three members of Clearwater’s police force “mysteriously disappeared”-as The Clearwater Review put it- you might have read it, it was big news, but I cannot, to this day, give testimony to as what happened. There were fierce sounds in my garden that night, but I kept my eyes shut and my face under the blanket. Steven, next to me, kept mumbling: “Those bastards! Those bastards!” But I didn’t ask whom he meant.

The following morning the werewolves were gone, but the zombie dug under the tree.
“Whacha’ doin’ Fred?” I called from my bedroom window.
“I’m moving my casket here,” he called back and waved a putrid arm at me. “I like you,” he said. “You guys have spunk!”

Bio
Mona Lisa Castillo is a writer of fantasy and romance. Mona lives in Nevada with her husband, two sons and their dog. She is currently fast at work on her first romance novel. Her short fiction appeared in “Daily Bites of Flesh 2011”, “Daily Flashes of Fiction 2011” and Winter’s Night 2. Her erotic short fiction appeared in “Daily Flashes of Flesh” under her penname Janika Matthews.

Thank you so much Mona for sharing the delightful details on how to hone the craft on writing a flash fiction. I enjoyed having you today. I can’t wait until your romance novel it done. It sounds juicy and hot! And thank you to the readers who stopped by today, please, if you have any questions for Mona feel free to leave them.

You can find Mona on Facebook here http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002269585197&ref=ts#!/profile.php?id=100002269585197

And at her blog here http://www.janikamatthews.blogspot.com/

Have a great day!

~Lani

D.I.Y. Editing by C.J. Ellisson

2011-05-19T23:25:00.000-05:00

I've known C.J. through Savvy for over a year now, it wasn't but a few months ago we really began to talk and she is such an adoring person! You couldn't ask for a better kick butt attitude than what C.J. has. She is a trooper, very strong and very passionate. C.J. is one lady you would want on your side in any circumstance. All around, she is a bundle of joy and I'm proud to say I know her. =)

Take the floor, C.J.!

D.I.Y. Editing

I’m not sure if I speak for all writers, or just the ones I know personally, but it’s safe to say we all dislike editing. Whether you call it critiquing, reviewing, revising, or editing, it’s all the same thing. You work endless hours trying to perfect the piece you wrote to the best of your abilities.

The creative process where the words spill out and flow across the page is like magic, isn’t it? You rush to keep up, thinking about the storyline, characters, and adventure the second you step away from the computer, even sleep eludes you as you race to reach the ending. It’s like being in love for the first time with the slight buzz from alcohol on an empty stomach.

Unfortunately, when we look back on our marvelous creation, we often see that it sounded much better in our head than it does now on the cold, harsh, first day of reading the draft. Where was that brilliant piece of dialogue you penned? That exciting fight scene or smoking hot kiss? Is it buried under repeat key phrases, echoes, fragments, and a data dump of back story?

So, how does a writer go about perfecting their prose?

There are a ton of great books out there on self-editing, and all of them will have something new for you to try. The advice I give today is pretty straightforward, but I hope maybe a tip or two is new to some of you.

1) The best thing you can give yourself is time. Time to look it over a few weeks after you penned it, time to edit for others and hone your skills before working on your own piece, and time to stock up on booze for that first read through.

2)Read the genre you write in. When you finish your draft, go treat yourself to a really excellent author who writes in your style and genre. If you write first person past tense, don’t focus on third person past tense books. In order to see how to master the craft and apply it to your own work, you need to be reading at a level higher than your own writing ability.

3)Do not ask a peer to look at it until you have gone over the piece at least three to five times on your own. I can’t tell you how frustrating it is for me when I edit and I see really simple mistakes (and trust me, I’m no pro). Mistakes the author should have caught if they read it over carefully (and by carefully, I mean word by word, very slowly).

This past winter, I had someone send me a piece asking for my opinion and editing help. It was so bad I was shocked. I spent three hours re-working the piece because she’s a friend. I then agonized over my diplomatic email and how to prepare her for my extensive edits. She wrote back thrilled with my suggestions and admitted to having just written the piece, proudly sharing it took her only forty-five minutes to write. She hadn’t even proofed it first before she sent it.

Do everyone you want to work with a huge favor – don’t waste their time until you have spent yours doing the best job you can. The work won’t shine if it’s riddled with errors, they will be all the reader sees and the tale you intended to weave will be forgotten.

4)Check out a website called autocrit.com. Use every free program they have and consider getting a year’s subscription. It will assess your work through a computer program and will likely show you weaknesses you didn’t even know you had. Overuse of “that”, “had” or “was”? Start too many sentences with “she” or “he”? Use clichés for emphasis… forgetting that everyone else does too? Have a habit of using really big three or four syllable words that readers will stumble over? This program will catch it all, and much, much more.

5)Read it out loud. Rhythm of the written word should compliment the rhythm of speech. How does it sound? Does a passage flow? Do you have moments where you stumble on a phrase? Does a word trip up your enunciation with its obscurity? Did you insert a line where you are blatantly talking to the reader?

This review can be tedious, time consuming, and make you feel like an idiot if someone catches you. Do it anyway. You will find rough spots, choppy short sentences you thought looked good for emphasis when you wrote them, but now read clipped, and long drawn out sentences where you need a period and not another damn comma.

Most PC’s have the ability to read your work back for you. In my Mac it’s under System Preferences, Speech. I highlight a selection in a document and hit Command+S for the computer to read it back to me. It’s pretty cool. And kinda creepy all at once.

6)Line edits – take the time and learn what they are and how to do them right. This writing gig is hard; there is no other way around that simple fact. Tightening your prose to cut out unnecessary words, implied words or meanings, and redundancy is key to producing a well-polished manuscript. And, it remains the hardest thing to receive from a critique.

I’m not sure if people just don’t feel comfortable editing a peer’s work directly on the page, and inserting a comment feels safer, or if they genuinely don’t see the errors. I can tell you when I first started out I got the best line edits from pros, not my writing peers.

As an example of how a passage changes utterly from inception to published draft, I’m including the first 260 words ever written of my debut novel Vampire Vacation. Only two people ever read it—my husband and my first writing partner— so please, no laughing ;-).

Be prepared, it’s bad. Not like I can’t spell and it’s in text speak, more like it’s just riddled with lots of the mistakes I’ve mentioned above. The bold sentences are the only ones that made it into the final without being cut or revised. The published product, 25 re-writes later, is at the end.

Vampire Vacation
Chapter One

I open the door and there is a body at my feet. The waft hitting my nostrils confirms it is dead. Yikes! What the hell happened? I flail out and to the right for the light switches. I know they’re there, after all, this is my Inn. Two lamps come on across the room, flanking the lush king size bed. One more lights up next to a comfy chair in the reading nook to my left.

The warm glow from of the lights is more than enough to clearly see the body. The corpse is male, and he’s spread out as if heading for the door with one arm outstretched. Death did not come right away for this man, it crept upon him slowly and stole his life with each drop of liquid lost. If it had been quick there would not be such a big stain on the rug. The heart stops beating when you’re dead and then the blood stops pumping out of the wound. Makes sense. I have learned something from all those CSI shows I watch.

This whole scene makes me wish I’d just stayed in bed today curled up next to my nice warm husband. “Crap, look at the rug.” Okay, out loud that sounds rather dispassionate. Whoever this poor stiff is, he’s dead. I’m the one left with a huge mess on my hands and guests arriving within the hour. It’s just after 5 p.m. and this was supposed to be a final walk through. Good thing I caught this and not one of the maids.

Thirty-five unaltered words out of 260. Here’s the published version:

I open the door to find a body at my feet. The rich smell of blood causes my canines to lengthen. Reaching out in the darkness, I flip on the switches. Light comes on across the room, illuminating the dead guy lying face down in front of me. The whole scene makes me wish I’d stayed in bed today, curled up next to my warm husband.

“Crap, look at the rug.”

Okay, out loud that sounds rather dispassionate. Whoever this poor stiff is, he’s dead. I’m the one left with a huge mess on my hands and guests arriving within the hour. Good thing I caught this before one of the maids did. Their screams from the last time were a devil to calm down.

Reaching out with my mind, I connect with my husband in a soft electrical tingle of sensation. Rafe? There’s a dead guy in suite six. We’ve got to move fast before the next group arrives.

Rafe’s rugged face appears in my head. My extended consciousness lets me see the room around him as well as hear his thoughts. He’s leaning against the sink in our private kitchen, wearing a robe, a steaming mug of coffee in his hand.

Does it look like an accidental overfeeding? His mental voice sounds incredulous. We haven’t had one of those in years.

No, there’s way too much blood. Can you come up here and help me?

Sure, Dria. I’m fresh out of the shower—give me a couple minutes.

If you read them side by side, you can tell a lot of the important info is there, just tweaked. The over abundance of data dump and meandering thoughts were cut. I manage to convey the needed information in the last draft in a more concise manner. Not as much telling, more dialogue, implying in the second sentence what my MC is without beating the information over the head of the reader.

In the end, no piece will ever be perfect. At some point you have to stop agonizing over every aspect and get it out to editors, publishers, and readers. They will find things you never thought of, trust me. Hopefully, over time, you’ll have developed a thick skin and learned a lot about editing along the way. Some suggestions will hit you personally, others will make you laugh, a few will jump up and scream “wrong” to you when you read them, but the best edits will showcase your work exactly as you intended all along.

Deciding on what editorial suggestions to take and what to toss is ultimately your decision as a writer. As you grow in your skills and build confidence in your writing, you’ll begin to feel comfortable with your voice and realize you don’t always have to listen to every scrap of wisdom bestowed on you.

Thanks for having me here today, Lani. I wish you all the very best in your own self-editing. It’s a thankless and tiring job. I can attest it helps you grow as a writer and learn from your mistakes.
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C.J. Ellisson owns a small publishing company, Red Hot Publishing http://www.rhpublishing1.com/, and writes erotica and urban fantasy. She lives outside of Washington DC with her husband, two children, two dogs, and a big fluffy cat who makes her sneeze. If you’d like to learn more about C.J.’s titles you can check them out on her website http://www.cjellisson.com/. She’s active on Facebook http://www.facebook.com/C.J.EllissonFanPage and you can find her there chatting with readers daily.

**CONTEST TIME**
 C.J. is running a unique pre-launch promo contest. She plans to give away ten signed and numbered copies of The Hunt, her second title in The V V Inn series.

Here is how you enter: You comment with your email on any blog she posts for six weeks. Notices with links to posts will appear on her Facebook business page http://www.facebook.com/C.J.EllissonFanPage, and she will Tweet http://twitter.com/#!/CJEllisson about it. Each comment counts as one entry (only one entry per post, but you can comment more if you'd like). The comments must be made within the first 48 hours of the post going live, and C.J. will post a "closing" comment when the entry period ends.

All entries will be tossed into a drawing, and the participants with more entries have a higher chance of winning. 

BONUS!! Every entrant who comments on at least six blog posts and does not win a signed print copy will receive a free ecopy when the book goes up for sale.  

Let the games begin!!

~*~
Thank you, C.J., for stopping by today! I'm very thrilled of the exact pinpoints you mentioned about self editing. You've given my ADD brain what it needs. Thanks again, hon!

Everyone stop by and comment on C.J.'s blog so that you will have a chance to win her new book! Leave her comments or questions here today too! I hope you enjoyed the post as much as I did.

Have a great day!

~Lani Rhea

Margie Church and her Kick Ass Supporting Characters

2011-05-13T13:34:00.000-05:00

It’s funny how Margie and I met. She would post these wicked hot profile pictures and we would both would comment on the same mutual friends Facebook page. She drew me in with those hot bodies by both sexes. So one day I requested her as a friend, and I’m very pleased I did. I’ve known Margie for a few months now and I will always have a lasting friendship with her. She is a very caring lady and funny. I love her to pieces. =)

Take the floor Margie!

My Kick Ass Supporting Characters

The supporting characters in my books really move the plot along. They are the troublemakers, the connivers, the criminals, the people wearing more than one social mask. When I start writing a new book, I spend quite a bit of time really getting to know the lead characters, but I often don't have a serious idea about how significant a role a supporting character might play until I'm actively writing . . . and they show up.

This happened to me last night. In my new book, Nopeming Shores, I was giving my heroine a new job. No big deal. At first I thought the shop would just involve the proprietor – a man. Suddenly he had a wife. And suddenly the two of them had a secret – a sad secret that might help my lead character overcome her grief. I sat back and wondered "where did that come from?" Well, there it was and it worked well with the story, so now I had to define this couple more clearly. It didn't take me very long because I don't expect them to have a huge role. I made notes about them…from the color of their hair to their nicknames and what their motivations are. That way I won't suddenly turn a blue-eyed redhead into a blue-eyed blond or start spelling their name differently. And I won't forget why this character(s) is so important to the story.

In my vampire series, Love Bites, a supporting character named Ladislav Husek fought hard to steal the show. He drives the entire plot in the second book, Dangerous Love. His personality really cloaks the story the in suspense and darkness. I spent hours developing Ladislav's character and refined him as I wrote the book, too. Physical characteristics weren't huge details to address, but his emotional motivations and behaviors had to be disgusting and dangerous. He's a very sick and twisted vamp that also happens to lead the vampire nation.

Since I'm a mere mortal woman who might be only a little sick and twisted, I sure had to dig deep. I read oodles of psychological profiles and crime reports. I took an online class in BDSM, and I delved into hot, gay male romance. Ladislav is extremely complicated! Reviewers and readers say his evil is palpable. I couldn't be happier with that observation. But I must say I didn't care for his nocturnal habits! Ladislav "visited" me frequently at night, and I lost a lot of sleep over his antics. He's absolutely a character that'll stay with you long after the book ends.

If you enjoy kick-ass supporting characters, I invite you to read my books. I think you'll agree, they definitely aren't wallpaper or mere props.

Blurb for Love Bites:

An accidental encounter turns into high stakes love when Jui Fabrice meets Wade Kairos in Germany. She has no idea he’s a vampire and Wadehas every intention of keeping his secret.

A vineyard cottage is the perfect place for Jui and Wade to make love until he discovers her unique link to his living years. He vows to stay away from her forever, but he can’t let her go completely. Wade’s repressed human feelings continue rising. He invades Jui’s dreams and communicates telepathically with her at will. Evil jealousy consumes him when Jui becomes involved with Rob Hawthorne and she rebukes Wade for his controlling behaviors.Then Wade’s lifelong companion dies in a vamp war and his desolation is too much to handle alone. He turns to the only person who cares about him—Jui— and during one hot night, he becomes the man she wants.

The Ancient One, Ladislav Husek, learns of Wade’s risky human behavior and gives Wade a taste of how viciously he’ll die if he doesn’t bury his tracks with Jui. Husek promises to turn Jui into his personal playmate and Wade has to choose. Can love prevail over evil in a relationship that never was supposed to happen?

Meet Ladislav Husek in an excerpt from Love Bites: Dangerous Love.

Ladislav teleported himself to the reception room where Mateo waited. Pleased that the unreliable prophet had obeyed his orders, Ladislav said, "Get V Two ready. I'm going to change."

Mateo snorted. "You think V Two would become upset seeing your bloody shirtfront?"

Ladislav arched an eyebrow and couldn't contain his smirk. "Patience. In time, they'll both bend, and what they see or think won't matter as long as they get what they want."

"What about the others?"

"Tell Dirk he can do what he wants with them. The usual rules apply, Mateo. Don't go off half-cocked leaving a trail."

The look on Mateo's face was murderous but he kept his trap shut.

"Good boy, you're learning. Between Dirk and me, you'll figure out your place." Ladislav laughed at the prophet who seemed to be trying so hard not to lose control. "Your place is dust. I walk on you. I shake you from my shoes, and I'll turn you to dust if you disobey. Maybe Dirk has a soft spot for you." A new realization dawned on Ladislav about why Dirk acted so protective of this particular prophet. "Is that true? Are you his favored one these days?"

Mateo clenched and unclenched his fists. "My relationship with the master is none of your fucking business." Before he knew what hit him, Mateo found himself thrown in a heap against the wall like a windblown lawn chair.

Ladislav released the death scent vampires cloak from humans—dank, overpowering, and vile. "Everything about Dirk is my business, you worthless maggot."

He grabbed Mateo by the shoulders and dragged him to his feet like a puppet. "I see your expression and read your thoughts. You want to kill me? You think you can destroy The Ancient One? You'll gargle piss for an eternity if I say so." He spat in Mateo's face. "That's the kiss of death." Shoving the prophet away, he said, "Get out before I change my mind about letting you exist."

About Margie Church

Margie Church writes erotic romance novels with a strong suspense element, in keeping with her moniker: Romance with SASS (Suspense Angst Seductive Sizzle). She has a degree in writing and editing and has been a professional writer, editor, and journalist for over 25 years. If you enjoy books that you can't put down, then read one of hers.

Margie lives in Minnesota, is married, and has two children. Some of her passions are music, flower gardening, biking, walking her dog on moonlit nights, nature, and making people laugh. She also writes children's books under the pen name, Margaret Rose.

Her m/m erotic romance, Hard as Teak, will be released by Noble Romance Publishing on June 27. She also has an erotic contemporary romance, The 18th Floor, coming from Sizzler Editions. A release date hasn't been set yet.

Keep up with Margie:

Margie's website and blog: Romance with SASS ( www.RomanceWithSass.com )
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/MargaretRChurch
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/MargieChurch
Noble Romance Buy Link: https://nobleromance.com/Authors/102
1Place For Romance Buy Link: http://1placeforromance.com/index.php?searchMe=margie+church&column=author&_a=viewCat

Thank you, Margie, for blogging today! I’m so pleased you stopped by.

Now Margie is giving away a copy of Love Bites to one lucky winner. All you have to do is become a follower on her blog page. Here is the link http://blog.romancewithsass.com/. Margie will choose the winner and will be in contact with the details. Also, if you have any questions please feel free and ask.

I hope you enjoyed the blog and have a wonderful day!

~Lani Rhea

LJ DeLeon about being an Indie...

2011-05-06T00:10:00.000-05:00

I would like to welcome my guest blogger, LJ DeLeon. Welcome, LJ! I’ve known LJ for a few months and she is a woman who knows what she is doing. And I’m very proud to know her personally. Today, LJ will be talking to us about being an Indie author and about her books.

The floor is yours, LJ!

I’m often asked why I went the indie route with my LJ DeLeon books http://www.ljdeleon.com/. While I’m multi-published under the two pen names, Terry Campbell and Alyssa Lyons, I wanted to write solo and tell stories that crossed the fantasy/paranormal romance genre boundaries.

Two things really helped push me in the indie direction. First was how Kindle and now the Nook have leveled the playing field for writers. It is no longer about how you get your work published, but rather how good your published work is.

The second was receiving the third rejection that said, “I love your writing, the book grabbed me, your world building is excellent, but I’m afraid I have to pass on this because it doesn’t fit our line,” I decided, I know there are readers out there who will love this story.

Before making this decision, research what is involved in bringing out a book as an indie. Treat your writing and indie publishing as a business, because it is. Edit, proofread, have a critique partner read, comment, and edit your work. Then edit again and hire an editor with experience in your genre and have a quality cover done by a trained graphic artist. Mine is an accomplished artist and the head artist for several small presses.

As with any business, you have to pay money to get quality work. Readers want a good product for their money. Give them what they want, and you will sell. It’s also important to set realistic goals and have a five-year plan. Don’t expect to be an overnight sensation. Very few of us will be like Amanda Hocking. And finally, don’t give up.

So, here I am an indie author. However, to ensure quality work, I have two great outside editors and a fantastic cover artist. If you go the indie route, both having an editor and cover artist are critical. My competition for the reader’s dollar isn’t just NY traditionally published authors, but small press and indie authors, too. The key to have readers return to my books is to produce not only a good story, but one that is well-written and not filled with grammar and punctuation errors. Nothing will turn readers away faster than a story that has these errors.

Unfortunately, even with numerous eyes reading my work, sometimes errors slip through. When that happens, I always appreciate a note from a fan, because I will correct the problem and upload a corrected version.

Everyone you talk to will tell you promotion is the key. Yet some books which are heavily promoted still don’t sell while others do. So what’s an author to do? For me, promotion is particularly hard, especially premarketing.

I’ve started a blog http://www.warriorsforlight.com/ and am giving interviews, doing podcasts, getting my work reviewed, which is both thrilling and terrifying, and guest blogging. I’ve created a Facebook Fan page http://www.facebook.com/pages/LJ-DeLeon/119234768153132 and Twitter account https://twitter.com/#!/LJ_DeLeon. I’ll be the first to admit, I’m still learning how to navigate through social media. Maybe because I worked for the CIA, I have trouble putting myself out publically. For years it was drummed into me, never put anything in writing you aren’t willing to see on the front page of tomorrow’s Washington Post, above the fold.

At the moment, I have the first two books of the Warriors For Light series out. This series deals with the eternal struggle of good versus evil and the multiple shades of gray that exist in war. The stories are about humans, were-animals, demons, archangels, and Fae, to name a few. There are good and bad on both sides. In these stories, life or if you like, fate, has a warped sense of humor.

Warrior’s Rise http://www.amazon.com/Warriors-Rise-Light-Book-ebook/dp/B004T39Y88/For Fae-human half-breed Deva Morgan, life as she knows it changes on her thirtieth birthday. One moment she’s a barkeep, the next she is a warrior fated to save Earth from the Dark Lord and his demon hoard. Shunned by both her races, she faces a danger-filled quest with few allies. Too bad her powers haven’t fully emerged or stabilized.

For Deva it is life or death, on-the-job training with her companion, Padraig O’Neal, a Fae warrior with a shadowed past. Can he quiet the storm raging inside her, help her harness the growing power within her, and provide a barrier between Deva and a fatal outcome? Will their love be enough to save Deva and stop the Dark Lord’s demons from entering Earth?

Dragon Child http://www.amazon.com/Dragon-Child-Warriors-Light-ebook/dp/B004THDM6Y/A fire-breathing dragon, Moira O'Neal, was exchanged at birth for a Fae princess. Discovering the truth, she escapes the cage of the royal court and joins forces with the sexiest wereleopard on Earthworld. She fights the urge to mate and the trap that comes with it as they race against time to find the missing princess and a master of the black arts who covets her power.

Major Steve Taylor, a wereleopard in the Army For Light, partners with the impetuous Moira in the middle a dangerous mission where failure means all their deaths. Worse, his leopard decides Moira is his mate, leaving the man at war with his cat.

May 15th, I’ll release the third book in the series, Absolution. He did the unforgivable. Druid Lucan Woods killed his surrogate father and best friend for the greater good. Wracked with guilt, he infiltrates the Brotherhood, hoping the mission is one way. Absolution may come from a missing Fae Princess, if he will accept it. Or will he reject her love and use her as a pawn in his drive to bring down the leader of the Brotherhood?

Fae Princess Alanna has just learned her twin daughters are alive. She leaves hIfreann to search Earth for them, and becomes a great healer. Only she can touch Luc’s heart. But will he let her? Will he open his stained soul and allow her to enter in time to save them both?

In addition to the Warriors For Light series, I’ve released the first book in the Max Turner Chronicles, The Ultimate Game http://www.amazon.com/Ultimate-Game-Turner-Chronicles-ebook/dp/B004UW2NIG/A con game from the past and a gamble on love in the future hold the key for world order in a cybernetic age. Max Turner awakens to a sterile cryo lab in 2484. Assisted by a renegade scientist, a rebellious cyborg, and his newfound wife, Max lays out his plans. His greatest asset is Maddie, a beauty with a calculating mind to match his own and startling new cybernetic skills. Can the lovers process their con game fast enough to survive the Riley Family’s attempts on their lives?

I hope you’ll stop by my website http://www.ljdeleon.com/and take a look, read some excerpts, and the free short stories. I’d also love for you to visit my blog http://www.warriorsforlight.com/. Don’t hesitate to send a message to me or ask for more information about your favorite characters.

Bio: LJ DeLeon is an Army brat and a world-traveled former CIA Intelligence Analyst who has seen enough of this world to appreciate other worlds. Working for the CIA was great training for writing fantasy, paranormal, and futuristic romance--and understanding the warrior mentality. Amazing how real life and fiction overlap.

Thank you, LJ, for stopping by today. Your stories are very intriguing and will have a place on my book shelf. I would like to thank all of you for stopping by today. If you could be so kind in leaving LJ a comment, question or a simple hello, that would be wonderful. Go check out LJ’s books today. I promise you’ll love them.

Have a great day!

~Lani Rhea

Louisa Bacio on The Vampire, The Witch, And The Werewolf: A New Orleans Threesome

2011-04-29T00:18:00.000-05:00

Louisa and I have been good friends for over a year now. We paired up on a paranormal team at Savvy, and been friends since. We are the two originals, but love our new found friends!!! Love you Preters!! =) I remember when Louisa was writing this book. We met up a couple of times in chats and she would tell me all about it. I was intrigued!

I'm currently reading the story for a review. And loving ever moment of it!! I'm very pleased that Louisa is blogging today to tell you all about her book: The Vampire, The Witch, And The Werewolf: A New Orleans Threesome.

Let's start the interview:

1) Could you give us an insight about your book The Vampire, The Witch, and
The Werewolf: A New Orleans Threesome? Blurb?
The book began with my obsession with New Orleans, and that persistent feeling that anything can happen within the city. And, the ultimate fantasy: The vampire and the werewolf. At the same time, I wanted my heroine to be able to hold her own in her relationship.

Blurb:

Haunted by paranormal abilities that she can’t control, and plagued by nightmares about a demon that seeks her soul, Lily Anima travels to New Orleans in search of salvation.

In the French Quarter, Lily dives into the paranormal world and enlists the help of an unlikely couple: a vampire, Lawrence Justice, and a werewolf, Trevor Pack.

As the trio encounters ghosts, voodoo and unspeakable evil, will Trevor and Lawrence be able to help Lily turn her powers into a gift rather than a curse? And when Lily discovers that she needs to lose her virginity in order to embrace her powers and get the demon off her back, will the twosome be able to survive as a threesome?

2) What kind of research did you do?

Jumped in bed with a vampire and a werewolf, of course! Seriously, I went to New Orleans last October, and took plenty of notes, photos and reveled in the atmosphere.

3) Where did your inspiration come from?

I’ve always been fascinated with the mythology of vampires. I have about 20 or more collected anthologies of short stories, history and fact books, and countless related fiction, such as the work of Anne Rice, Lynsay Sands and Charlaine Harris. One could say it’s always been part of my life.

4) What's happening now?

Right now, I’m trying to spread the word of my latest release, while also finishing up a contract on a f/f novel. At the same time, I’ve starting outlining the next two sequels to “The Vampire, The Witch & The Werewolf” because their stories are not quite finished ...

5) When did you know you wanted to be a writer? How did you get started?

I’ve always known that I wanted to write, and I’ve been fortunate enough to have done it. I worked on the yearbook and student newspapers while in high school and in college. Professionally, I’ve worked in newspapers, magazines and then moved online, and to fiction.

6) What's the one writer’s tool you can't live without?

A computer. I tend to surge electrical heat. A nickname has been Electra. I just kill my laptops. Each one only lasts a little more than a year … so I’ve learned my lesson(s) about backing up.

7) What websites do you visit the most?

In what aspect of my life? I’m regularly on news sites, Facebook and writing support sites such as SavvyAuthors.com

8) What is the most rewarding thing about being a writer?

Besides the creative passion that gets fueled when the writing is going really, really well, it’s connecting with readers. I’ve lost myself, and escaped from reality through so many books over my life. I hope to give a little bit of that magic to others.

9) Any encouraging words for unpublished writers?

Surround yourself with supportive people who understand what you’re going through. By that, I mean other writers! Also, remember that usually rejection comes along the way. You will hear “no,” every now and then. But, keep submitting and persevering and you will find the right venue. If you don’t try, and risk rejection, there’s no way you ever can succeed!

10) What site/sites can we buy The Vampire, The Witch, And The Werewolf: A
New Orleans Threesome at? Where can we find you?

via www.RavenousRomance.com

, Amazon Kindle and http://www.allromanceebooks.com/
http://www.facebook.com/louisabacio
http://www.twitter.com
http://www.louisabacio.com

Now something fun:
Strawberry/Vanilla/Chocolate? Vanilla with chocolate syrup, and whipped cream is always fun.
Pepperoni/Cheese/Supreme pizza? No cheese, pepperoni, olive and mushrooms
Favorite Movie? Grease – I grew up with the film, and it’s a classic. When I was at the RT convention recently, they played a melody of Grease songs. Amazing to have a dance floor filled with singing women.
Favorite Actor & why? Johnny Depp- more Chocolate than Pirates.
Favorite Book & why? It always changes …
Favorite Writer & why? Stephen King – for delving into the human psyche
Werewolf or Vampire? Do I really have to choose? I thought that’s why I wrote this book!
Urban Fantasy or Paranormal? Paranormal.
Where would travel to & why? It’s been more than 10 years since I’ve been to Italy … I’m a warm weather vacationer, though.
Erotic or vanilla Romance? Both – there’s a time and place for everything.
Any Fetishes? Who doesn’t? But, you’ll have to read and guess.
Favorite color? Purple and black.
Favorite restaurant? It’s an Asian-fusion cuisine called Tantalum in Long Beach, Calif. It overlooks a bay – too hip, but also too fun.
What makes you laugh? The sound of my children laughing. There’s something so un-self-conscious about it. Just love it.

Could you delight us with a kick-ass excerpt?

“I thought you two were supposed to hate each other.”

The question came out of the darkness, and beneath him, Lawrence could feel Trevor’s muscles flex, as if his werewolf lover were readying himself for combat.

The coppery taste of Trevor’s blood filled Lawrence’s mouth, and he stroked his tongue over his lips, making sure to catch every drop, always careful to avoid the sharp points of his teeth. By now, the act had become more than second nature. A young vamp had only to cut his tongue a few times on his own teeth before learning an ever-after lesson. As for Lawrence, he’d learned that trick of the trade more years ago than he’d care to count.

“And where did you get that mythos? That saccharine ’tween series that teaches abstinence?” Lawrence retorted, talking while getting a bearing on their intruder. “No one has sex in those stories. Just because the elusive and tortured vampire and the lovely nubile werewolf pretend not to like each other, doesn’t mean that the entire species feels the same way.”

As she stepped out of the darkness and into the shadows, her beauty struck him: petite, but muscular, well built, and well proportioned. Legs that took up more than half her body length, with a tanned creaminess that most people associated with beach bunnies slathered in silky suntan oil. Oh, baby, he could almost smell the sweet coconut allure and feel the sun’s warm rays from memory alone. Her short red leather skirt provided plenty of bare thigh to draw him in.

From the feel of Trevor’s cock growing hard against Lawrence, he obviously liked the way she looked, too. They had shared women in the past, but this one carried an air about her. A magnetism that called to him.

She took another step forward and stood directly beneath a light, the gold streaks in her red hair shone. She glanced up. As if on cue, the bulb flickered, sending out waves of darkness, until it shattered and went dark. She took another step forward, high-heeled boots crunching on broken glass.

“Holy shit,” Trevor said. “Law, let me up.” Trevor pushed against Lawrence with his hips.

After shifting his own straining member aside, Lawrence un-straddled Trevor’s body. The minute their bodies lost contact, he immediately missed Trevor’s comforting heat. Nothing like a were-boyfriend to keep one’s bed warm in winter.

“If left alone for too long,” Lawrence continued on his oft-spoken fantasy, “I’m sure the two haters would eventually become lovers.”

“That’s enough Lawrence,” Trevor said. “I’m sure our uninvited guest came here for a reason, and it’s probably best we hear what it is.”

The hair on the back of Trevor’s neck rose up beneath Lawrence’s fingertips. His senses on high alert, Lawrence could see the outer edges of Trevor’s nostrils flare out as if he was trying to catch her scent.

“She doesn’t smell right,” he said, whispering under his breath. “Not human … at least not totally, but I’m not sure what else.”

“That’s what I’m hoping you’ll help me figure out,” she said, walking closer. “I need to know what I am, and I heard that you two may be able to help me.”

With his hand extended, Trevor looked absolutely regal in his khaki pants, despite not wearing a shirt. He’d been working out the past few months, and the muscles on his chest stood out. He’d certainly buffed up since that night Lawrence found him beaten and near death in the alley.

“I’m Trevor Pack,” he said, offering his hand to their female guest. “This is my partner Lawrence Justice. And who might you be?”

“Lilianna Anima,” she said, “but my friends call me Lily. At least they used to. The past year, I’ve lost most of them.”

She ran her fingers through her hair, and the corner of her eye twitched as if she had been reading too much, and sleeping not enough.

“First, I’d like to know how you got in here,” Trevor said, stepping in front of Lawrence, and spreading out his stance. “And then, who sent you to us. We run an after-hours bookstore. I’m not quite sure how we’re supposed to help you with anything, unless you’re looking for some sort of rare, first-edition release.”

The lights above flickered, and with a quick glance upward, Lawrence interjected. “Don’t mind the manners of my young partner, Ms. Anima. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable, and I’ll make you some tea.”

With his hand on her lower back, Lawrence led her over to a black and white ’50s-style dinette set in the corner. Although they lived in an oversized loft, the living space had been broken down into different sections: kitchen, dining area, living room, and sleeping quarters. Within the middle space, high Asian-influenced black partitions separated the area. Around the outside of the floor, they had installed walls to afford privacy in the bedrooms.

As soon as Lilianna sat in the chair, her bravado deflated. Shoulders hunched forward, she rested her chin in the palms of her hands, and shook her head, as if she wasn’t quite sure what she was doing there. Lawrence motioned to Trevor to sit next to her, and he placed the teakettle on to boil. After more than 180 years of being in this world, Lawrence had learned that a soothing cup of chamomile tea with lavender honey calmed just about anyone’s nerves. And Ms. Anima looked to need a shot of whiskey in her brew too.

“So Ms. Anima, has anyone ever told you that your last name means ‘soul’ in Italian?” Lawrence asked.

“Not in the first five minutes of conversation,” she replied. “Has anyone ever told you that your name, ‘Law Justice,’ is a bit redundant?”

“Ah, touché. But when you get to be my age, you get to choose your name,” he said. “And I’m such a fan of irony. Isn’t that true, Mr. Pack.”

Trevor’s laughter expanded the space, pushing out the negative vibes surrounding Lily. She looked at him with a smile of her own, and Lawrence’s heart did a little lurch. While he couldn’t read minds outright, he could very much read people, and something told him that Ms. Anima would bring some pain and joy into their lives.

As Lawrence poured the hot water into three china cups, he readied himself for the conversation to come. Either they would turn the lonesome creature away from their home and refused to help her, or they would open the future to the unknown. He laid a slice of lemon onto each matching saucer and carried all three to the table. One look in Lily’s eyes, and Lawrence knew the choice already had been made. An option had never existed.

She studied the blue floral pattern on the china, dragging her ring finger around the delicate edge before picking up the cup and taking a slow sip. She closed her eyes, and he could imagine the warm liquid flowing down her equally delicate throat. Above the rim of his own cup, Trevor met Lawrence’s gaze and he lifted his eyebrows in question. Lawrence reached over and placed his hand on Trevor’s, sending an assurance that all would be well.

Lily opened her eyes, and took in their clasped hands. “Who’s the alpha?” she asked, disarming Lawrence’s sympathy.

“We have a long history together,” Trevor said, in explanation. As if that wasn’t the understatement of the decade, Lawrence thought, stifling further comment.

“Plus, having a werewolf as a lover,” Lawrence said with a slight laugh, “definitely has its furrr-inge benefits. You should try it someday.”

“Do you come as part of the deal?”
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And there you have it! I hope you enjoyed the interview as much as I loved asking the questions. Feel free to spread the word about this fantastic story. Ask questions, even subscribe.

Thank you, Louisa, for blogging today. You're wonderful!

~Lani

Backing Up Your Work--demon flash drive!

2011-04-23T21:38:00.000-05:00

When flash drives go bad......

So as a writer my laptop stays glued to my side. It’s basically my I.V. It keeps me alive in a sense with my creative writing. I didn’t have to worry about anything happening to my files. Wrong. I recently had a friend update my computer for me. I gave them my flash drive to save my 200+ documents on. The drive did NOT save my work, the demon. I was very agitated. Upset to the point that I did cry and ate ice cream. I rarely eat ice cream now days.

Long ago I created a file on Yahoo to hold such vital information for all my WIP‘s and workshops I’ve taken at Savvy Authors. I didn’t save the work. Pure laziness is what this is. Lucky for me I have online writing buddies and friends who had saved some of my work. They sent what they had back. Thank you my friends! Thank you! =)

Now I’m sifting through what has been sent trying to figure out the latest and greatest edits for each chapter for each stories. I’m extremely happy to have some work back. I’ll take anything at this point. I never want to go through this again.

So here are some things you can do:

Gmail, upload files into the Google docs

Yahoo, create a file and move the emails over to that file

Dropbox, you can download this for free if you choose the 2 GB

Carobonite, cost money

CD-R, non reusable

Photobucket, for your priceless pictures

Flash drives, if you dare. Not me ever again.

I hope this has saved you some headaches, heartaches and stress. I’m viewing what has happened to me in the most positive ways. This is why I wanted to create this short blog. If you find the information helpful and would like to share other ideas, please comment! I would love to hear your tips.

~Lani Rhea