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  • Guest- Tina Donahue August 22, 2014
    I’m so thrilled to have one of my co-authors of the Brought to His Knees anthology here today. Tina Donahue has another release called Carnal Takeover! (Love the title) During the day, she’s in charge—at night, he’ll take command of her body, their desires…   Dominance and discipline. Alexandra hungers for both from Daniel, theRead more...
  • 5 Reasons to participate in an anthology/Box set August 20, 2014
    I’ve said it before, this summer is the summer of the box set. Some authors hit some big best seller lists and loads of authors are jumping on the bandwagon hoping to replicate their success. I’m one of them. In fact, I was asked to participate in no less than 3 sets in one weekRead more...
  • Gender Reveal parties July 25, 2014
    I’m hearing about this new trend in the baby world: the gender reveal party. What happens is the doctor or sonogram tech writes the gender in a sealed envelope which is then delivered to a baker. The baker then bakes either a pink or blue cake with neutral frosting. Then a reveal party is hostedRead more...

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Guest- Tina Donahue

I’m so thrilled to have one of my co-authors of the Brought to His Knees anthology here today. Tina Donahue has another release called Carnal Takeover! (Love the title)

During the day, she’s in charge—at night, he’ll take command of her body, their desires…

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Dominance and discipline. Alexandra hungers for both from Daniel, the lead engineer on her Alaskan energy project. She imagines him punishing then mounting her while his team watches. Full-figured, Alexandra hasn’t had much luck with guys, especially ones so potently male. To change that, she invites Daniel to teach her submission to his most carnal needs. She also invites his men.

For too long, Daniel’s craved Alexandra’s lush figure and smarts. However, she’s his boss, it’s not wise to mix business with pleasure, and no damn way does he intend to share her. After one lusty night of her submitting to him and his men, Daniel claims Alexandra as his sub. On his terms. No regrets. No strings.

Yeah, right.

Tell that to their hearts.

EXCERPT:

Nat closed the door. The wind pulled it shut with a loud bang. She jerked. Daniel didn’t seem to notice the noise. He moved into her.

Stunned, Alexandra couldn’t budge. He was closer than he’d ever been. She caught his scent, a woodsy, masculine fragrance, clean and inviting. It mingled with the crisp aroma of snow on his parka and the fabric softener he’d used on his brown-and-cream flannel shirt. Several strands of his wind-tousled hair caressed his forehead and bristly cheeks. God love him, he hadn’t shaved.

She ached to run her fingers over his upper lip and chin.

Daniel didn’t give her the chance. With surprising ease, he slung his arm over her shoulder and drew her into him, their bodies touching. A jolt of desire hit Alexandra so hard she had to bite back a moan. His heat was incredible, chasing away the chill of his coat and the air she’d let inside. Nearly a head taller than her, he seemed enormous, virile, dangerous, and seductive.

Her heart beat out of time. They were near enough to kiss. His mouth rich and full, the stuff of her most salacious fantasies.

“You still want to do this?” he asked, low enough so the others wouldn’t hear.

Surprised by his question, she nodded. To have him leave now would be unthinkable.

“You feel safe?” he added.

His casual embrace ensured it, as though they were dating, comfortable with each other. “Yes, of course.”

Even though he didn’t have feelings for her, other than what appeared to be lust, he was a good man. He wouldn’t deliberately hurt her. Why was he asking?

He didn’t seem convinced of her answer. “You need to be certain,” he said. “This ends now unless you explicitly trust what’s going to happen.”

Alexandra started to perspire. “I do…what did you have in mind?”

Daniel studied her for a long moment, his expression unreadable, though there was a hint of indecency in his eyes. Heat prickled Alexandra’s cheeks and forehead, nourished by excitement not fear. Whatever he’d planned, she was definitely all for it. Downright eager.

“Everything,” he answered, parroting what she’d said yesterday. “I’m in charge. Not you. Not any of the other guys. Me, alone. If you can’t accept that, then this is over right—”

She interrupted, “I accept it.” He’d honored his part of their bargain by showing up and taking over in the best possible way. Now, Alexandra would honor hers. “You’re the boss.”

Delight danced in his eyes. “Yes, I am.”

He cupped the back of her head and pulled her into him, their thighs and bellies snuggled together. Alexandra inhaled sharply. Before she could release her breath on a wanting sigh, he slanted his mouth over hers and slipped his tongue between her lips.

God. She sagged against him, shocking need tearing through her, rendering Alexandra helpless and weak. If not for Daniel’s solid body, she would have dropped to the floor.

Tightening his hold, he deepened their kiss, his mouth greedy and demanding, hers loose and impassioned beneath his. She nestled closer. He ground his hips into hers, his opened parka allowing her to feel his erection, rock solid, long as freaking hell. Alexandra dug her fingers into his coat, wanting it off and them naked, him inside her.

Despite her wayward lust, Daniel didn’t stop and strip. He enjoyed her leisurely, fully, his tongue dancing with hers, then sweeping over her teeth. He tasted of minty toothpaste and a flavor that was unique to him which spoke of good health, a male at the height of his power. Alexandra finally moaned, unable to help herself. Daniel offered a faint growl in return, then broke their kiss and rested his forehead against hers.

As a lover and friend might do.

His behavior was so unexpected and enchanting, she lost all reserve and breathed, “I like you being in charge.”

He made a noise that sounded of contentment and amusement, then traced her jawline with his finger. “We’ll see.”

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5 Reasons to participate in an anthology/Box set

I’ve said it before, this summer is the summer of the box set. Some authors hit some big best seller lists and loads of authors are jumping on the bandwagon hoping to replicate their success. I’m one of them. In fact, I was asked to participate in no less than 3 sets in one week in March. I’m so glad I chose to go with the group I did. Here’s why:

1. You get the network effect. There are 11 authors in my set. If each of us has an average of 200 reader fans, that amplifies my reach times 11.

2. Publishing calendar: Authors can often be stuck with a slow schedule waiting on traditional publishers to do their editing and marketing thing. By participating in an anthology, I will have a book release this summer. Amazon likes prolific authors.

Brought to his knees_flat3. Cost: When I put a book out, I have to pay for editors, cover art, and formatting. With this anthology, I still paid but the costs were seriously lowered.

4. Education: I have my set ways of writing a book, publishing it and marketing it. Participating in an anthology allowed me behind the scenes of 11 authors marketing strategies and process. I learned about newsletters from Tina Donahue, Flash giveaways from Danica Avet, Facebook from AM Griffin, reader relationships from Cynthia D’Alba and so much more from Jennifer Kacey, Felice Fox, Sadye Grace, Amy Ruttan, Sabrina York, and Anya Richards.

5. Connection with my readers. I know I have reader fans, and I’m so happy to connect them with authors they might never have tried before without the option of a 99 cent anthology.

For authors: Have you or would you want to participate in a box set/anthology?

For readers: Do you like all these new sets? Do you feel as if you’re getting a good deal? Have you discovered any great new-to-you authors?

Gender Reveal parties

I’m hearing about this new trend in the baby world: the gender reveal party. What happens is the doctor or sonogram tech writes the gender in a sealed envelope which is then delivered to a baker. The baker then bakes either a pink or blue cake with neutral frosting. Then a reveal party is hosted and the cake is cut to announce the gender to all, including the pregnant woman.

So….what do you think? Have you heard of this? Hosted one for yourself? think this is gag worthy?

I’m not a huge fan for a couple of reasons- mostly personal…

I didn’t find out the gender of either of my kids. For one, in Judaism, bringing anything into a house for a baby before it’s born is considered bad luck. We had everything on order a the baby store, but nothing in the house. I also like the surprise of it. There are so few things in life that are surprises, why not hold on to the one huge one?

Two. There’s room for some major errors. There could be a sonogram error. True story- my niece was supposed to be my nephew. The mistake wasn’t discovered until her delivery. Surprise! It’s a girl. Good thing my sister-in-law is like me and also superstitious or they would’ve had a room full of blue. The baker could also screw up. Anyone follow www.cakewrecks.com. Funniest site ever, but also a good indication that bakers are not infallible. What if they bake the wrong color cake? Or give you the wrong cake?

I also see this gender reveal party as a trend in parenting to make a celebration of every little thing. Don’t get me wrong, I love an excuse to party. But for parents, it gets exhausting to celebrate 100 days of School, Valentines, Elf on the Shelf, Joey’s student of the week, and so many more I don’t even know about yet.

What do you think? Am I being an old curmudgeon? Should we embrace that life is short and we should celebrate the good stuff? Talk to me about wackiest made-up holiday you’ve heard of?

Songs of Summer

It happens every summer. An ear worm hits the airwaves and it’s in your head all summer. Some I like, some I could live without. (Remember the summer of Gangam style).

This summer, I’m humming along to Imagine Dragons, On Top of the World, Fancy by Iggy Azalea, and I could live without Happy by Pharrell.

What’s in your head this summer?