Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Kinky thermometer spanking fun time


Lately, almost all the searches leading people to my blog have the words "anal" or "temperature" or "thermometer" in them, in addition to "spanking". I guess I'm not the only one with the thermometer kink. Yes, it's true. Reading a temperature taking scene in a book gets me as hot and bothered as a spanking scene. Guess what? Two of my books have naughty temperature taking scenes, Dark Without You and Shana's Guardian. How about some excerpts/teases?

Here's an excerpt from Dark Without You:

Toying with the thermometer still in his hand, he crossed the room and grabbed her elbow, leading her toward the bed. “Let’s get this over with.” He ignored her whimpers of protest as he guided her over his lap, but was pleased she didn’t resist physically. Her sweet, albeit reluctant, submission was a precious gift, and it moved a previously unaffected place in his soul. The profound depth of his feelings for Alice at this moment caused his heart to skip a beat as he rubbed soft circles on her back. “I’m going to take your temperature first,” he said, his voice thick with emotion and lust.

“Um, what do you mean?” Her innocent question brought a smile to his face.

“Pray you have a fever, Alice, because it’s the only thing that’ll postpone this spanking.” He yanked down her shorts and panties, letting them bunch around her thighs. When he placed a finger between her crevice, searching for her bottom hole, she tensed and one hand flew back. Grasping her wrist, he pinned it against the small of her back. “Hold still,” he scolded.

“What’s that?” she asked as he placed the tip of the thermometer at her entrance.

“I told you I’m taking your temperature. Now hold still.”

Dark Without You is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, and All Romance.


...and here's an excerpt from Shana's Guardian:

He gave her a warning look. “Young lady, if you don’t do as I ask, I will punish you again.” And it’ll be more embarrassing than a little spanking, he thought.

Continuing to refuse his request, Shana pushed against him with her hands. Her struggles didn’t faze Daman, and he pinched her clit harder, loving the new flush that stained her cheeks as he did so. She bucked her hips and managed to get one leg free, and she kicked him hard in the stomach. Shocked and in pain, Daman withdrew his fingers and stood up. She would regret that kick. She would regret not obeying his request to touch herself.

“You just earned yourself a session with the thermometer.” He spun on his heel and retrieved the items he needed from the medicine cabinet, trusting she’d remain in her room.  

He’d never used the rectal thermometer to punish Shana before, but knew from prior experience during an illness that she shied away from having her temperature taken in this intimate manner. In most cases, he’d have to threaten her with a paddling just to get her to accept it. His cock twitched and hardened painfully against his pants at the thought of moistening her bottom hole with the clear ointment, spreading it around and slipping a finger inside in preparation of the thermometer’s entrance. When he returned, Shana was frozen in place, clutching the covers up to her neck.


Shana's Guardian is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, All Romance, and Blushing Books.


Have you read a book with a delicious thermometer scene? I've read a few, but I'm having trouble remembering them all off the top of my head...so I'd love to hear from you! Please comment and share with the class:)



Sunday, January 27, 2013

Her first maintenance spanking...a peek at "Confession Time"


The following six sentences are from my story that will be included in an anthology called Coming to Terms, set to release in May. If you don't know about this spanking anthology, read all about it here. It's going to be hot! Okay, back to my six sentences. My story in the anthology is called "Confession Time" and the following scene takes place during the first maintenance spanking James gives Lucy. Before he takes her over his knee, she tells him she's nervous because he spanks hard. This is his response:


"Lucy girl, you blew my mind a few weeks ago when you came to me, asking me to spank you for something you felt guilty over. You trusted me with your secret and told me all about domestic discipline. It took a lot of guts for you to come to me like that. I know I didn’t quite understand at first, but I understand more and more each day. I don’t like causing you pain, but after all we've been through I won’t hesitate to give you a hard spanking when you’ve earned one. I know I spank hard. I’ll always spank hard."


Here's the blurb for the Coming to Terms anthology:

Summer means more than fun and sun, rest and relaxation. For the couples in Coming to Terms, vacation presents a chance to connect, and work through important issues in their domestic discipline relationships. From endeavoring to define DD to missing a DD partner to balancing erotic spanking and disciplinary spanking, these stand-alone stories penned by seven authors of spanking fiction cover a broad spectrum of issues commonly encountered in loving DD relationships. Will the obstacles prove too difficult to overcome? Or will each couple emerge from vacation with their relationships revitalized and stronger than ever?


Look for Coming to Terms in May 2013!


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Thursday, January 24, 2013

Coming to Terms ~ a domestic discipline anthology!!!


For the last few weeks, I've been keeping a BIG secret - but today I finally get to share the news! Hooray!

Here it is...

I'm joining six other authors of spanking fiction in an anthology to be published by Lazy Day Publishing in May 2013. The anthology is called Coming to Terms and it will contain seven vacation-themed spanking short stories.


Here's the blurb for Coming to Terms:

Summer means more than fun and sun, rest and relaxation. For the couples in Coming to Terms, vacation presents a chance to connect, and work through important issues in their domestic discipline relationships. From endeavoring to define DD to missing a DD partner to balancing erotic spanking and disciplinary spanking, these stand-alone stories penned by seven authors of spanking fiction cover a broad spectrum of issues commonly encountered in loving DD relationships. Will the obstacles prove too difficult to overcome? Or will each couple emerge from vacation with their relationships revitalized and stronger than ever?


The following authors will have stories included in Coming to Terms:

Alta Hensley

Anastasia Vitsky

Cara Bristol

Celeste Jones

Jade Cary

Renee Rose

Sue Lyndon


The story I wrote for the anthology is called "Confession Time". Here's the blurb:

A stay-cation at their lakeside home seems like the perfect way to start summer for Lucy and James - until an unexpected houseguest arrives, spoiling their plans to explore maintenance spanking and other aspects of their budding domestic discipline relationship. Determined to make the most of summer with his wife, James surprises Lucy with a last minute cabin retreat high in the Blue Ridge Mountains. But when Lucy's sister finds out about their DD relationship, she overreacts and assumes the worst of James. Lucy's attempt to smooth the situation over blows up in her face when James discovers her missing. Will hurt feelings, embarrassing confessions, and family drama ruin their summer? Or will James and Lucy find their way through the darkness and back to one another's arms?


I'm giddy with excitement as I write this blog post...I'm so thrilled to be working with such an amazing group of authors! Please visit the links above to check out the details of their individual stories and give them some love:)


Look for Coming to Terms in May 2013!

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Love Spanks...a Valentine's Day spanking story extravaganza!


What better way to say, “I love you” than to give (or receive) a sizzling hot spanking? After the rousing success of Spank or Treat, the Spanking Fiction Authors’ group has returned to bring you a collective Valentine’s Day spanking story extravaganza.  It’s love and kisses for adults, and we do mean adults! 



 
Even better, participation could earn you a GRAND PRIZE!

  • Kindle Fire or Nook Color (winner’s choice)!
    (donated by
    Blushing Books)

  • $40 gift certificate to Loose Id!
    (donated by Loose Id and Cara Bristol)

  • $15 gift certificate to Amazon!
    (donated by
    Stormy Night Publications)

  • A Book Bundle including:
        
The Knight's Prisoner by Renee Rose
 
Marked by the Alpha by Adaline Raine

My House, My Rules by Constance Masters

Two by Day, Three by Night by Breanna Hayse

Lords and Ladies: Two Medieval Spanking Stories by Renee Rose and Korey Mae Johnson

(donated by Stormy Night Publications)


FREE BOOKS!

As an extra treat, ALL Love Spankers are eligible for free books!  (Donated by Lazy Day Publishing)

  • Of Yesterday by Alta Hensley
  • To Love a Woman by Jade Cary
  • Rules of War by Sue Lyndon
  • Deep in the Heat of Texas by Amy le Blanc, Melissa Ecker, and Alta Hensley
 
Many authors will also be offering a contest on their individual blogs.  Your comment on their blogs automatically enters you in both the main contest and the individual contests!  Prizes range from $5-25 gift certificates for books or sex toys (what a great combination!), kinky accessories, and a custom-written short-short story! 

What’s the catch?  Absolutely nothing!  We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership.  Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right?  ;)

Here are the rules:

  1. Visit each blog between the Saturday, February 9th and Sunday, February 10th to read the posted stories and excerpts.
  2. Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog.  You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing.  You will also be automatically entered in that author’s individual contest, if she has one.
  3. If you have visited all of the blogs, visit Ana’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize. 
    Deadline is midnight EST (UTC -5) on February 10th!!
  4. If you successfully completed the Spank or Treat challenge and visited all 12 blogs, you may add "VIP" to your comments.  You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize.  (Yes, we will be doing this again.  Yes, if you successfully complete the Love Spanks challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)
  5. Visit any of the participating blogs on Valentine’s Day to find out the lucky winners.  Will it be you?
 
***I'll be giving away a $10 Amazon giftcard on my blog. My characters from Bad Kitty will also be making a return in a new short story called "Showing His Love"***
For more information, updates, and a list of participating authors, please visit: http://governingana.wordpress.com/2013/01/08/love-spanks-2013/

Sunday, January 20, 2013

When the truth comes out, will he still want her?


The following six sentences are from Surrender. In this scene, Merokk has just punished Fiona for leaving the house without a bodyguard. She feels bad about disobeying him, but she's more upset over her deception against him, and worries about their future should he discover her true identity.


“It’s over, little one.”

His words drew her back to reality, but she couldn’t stop the flow of her stupid tears. Dammit, she’d only cried a few times in her life before she’d met him. He brought her up in his lap, cradling her and kissing away her tears. She held on to him for dear life, praying he’d never find out her real name and praying he’d still want her if he did.


Surrender blurb:

Love with the enemy can be the ultimate surrender…

Fiona Lockhart struggles to survive after Earth is conquered by powerful aliens. She knows it's only a matter of time before her schizophrenic mother acts out at the wrong time and place and brings down the wrath of their captors. So when turncoats offer Fiona a way to keep her mother safe, she can't refuse—even though it means marrying a Kall warrior and posing as the First Daughter, Betsy Carson.

Kall warrior Merokk has mixed feelings about marrying a human woman, but it's his duty and he can't refuse. He enjoys taming the headstrong Betsy, and a good spanking now and then makes the passion burn. The sex is sizzling, and as the months pass, Merokk discovers the feelings for his little wife run deep. But when he learns of her deceit after the real Betsy Carson surfaces, Merokk's new world shatters. Can he learn to forgive Fiona, or will he spend the rest of their lives punishing her for a crime she never wanted to commit?


Surrender is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, All Romance, and Kobo.


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Friday, January 18, 2013

Book Spotlight: Body Politics by Cara Bristol


Today I'm spotlighting Body Politics by Cara Bristol, the third book in her Rod and Cane series.  I've enjoyed all the books in this domestic discpline series, but Body Politics was by far my favorite.  You can read my review here.

Body Politics Blurb:

Feminist Stephanie Gordon knows the instant she meets blind date Mark DeLuca it’s going to be a wasted evening. Sure the deputy chief of police is criminally sexy, but he's arrogant, domineering and sexist. Thank goodness after the date ends, she'll never have to see him again. A member of the Rod and Cane Society, an organization of men who discipline their women by spanking, Mark DeLuca is attracted to Stephanie like a paddle to a well-rounded ass. He sees beneath the shield of feminist militancy to the soft, sensitive woman she tries to hide. When she storms away in a snit, the chase is on. Can a man who spanks convince a diehard feminist her true strength lies in submission? Body Politics contains feminist indignation, old-fashioned courtship, hot sex and plenty of spanking. The third book in the Rod and Cane Society series, it can be read as a stand-alone.

Body Politics Excerpt:

“Please, sit down. You and I need to talk.” Mark gestured to one of the sofas.

It couldn’t hurt to sit, so she complied. The couch was firm beneath her bottom, but its leather was supple. What appeared hard had a softer side. Mark sat next to her, his knee touching hers, his face serious. This was a date, for goodness’ sake, and he was treating her like a recalcitrant schoolgirl called to the principal’s office. She felt a tingle between her thighs.

He surprised her by taking her hand. His fingers were warm as he stroked her palm, igniting more shivers up her arm. He kissed her hand, and her heart fluttered. Beneath his stern expression she spied desire, confirmed by his next words.

“I’m very attracted to you,” he said. “You’re a beautiful woman inside and out. I respect your spirit, your drive, your ambition. You turn me on—and you infuriate me. Like your behavior this evening.”

She opened her mouth to tell him she regretted her actions, but he shook his head. “Let me speak. I’ve learned something about myself over the years, in my marriage. I need to be the man in the relationship, the one who leads, who sets the pace, who decides what’s acceptable and what’s not.”

“You want to dominate.”

“I wouldn’t describe it quite that way, but I won’t quibble over your use of the word. I want you to express your feelings. In fact, I insist on it. But the manner in which you do so must be respectful. You were rude tonight. To me, and especially to Liz.”

She already regretted her behavior with Elizabeth. Chalk it up to the potency of the Bottom Burner, the stress of dealing with Bethany’s passive-aggressive shenanigans, and the shock of finding out the truth about Mark— she’d overreacted. But she wasn’t going to admit that to him. Not now.

“I was blindsided,” she said.

“I understand why you see it that way, but the fact is, I deliberately made an effort to be very open and honest with you from the start. I brought you to Rod and Cane so you would know the kind of man I am and what I expect. That’s why I’m going to be very blunt right now. Our relationship will be a domestic discipline one.”

Stephanie snorted. “It astounds me that you would assume we would have any relationship, let alone a domestic discipline one!”

“Denial doesn’t make it any less so. We’ve gone out twice. And you came back to my condo with me. We’ve started something, Stephanie. And because the beginning sets the precedent for the rest of the relationship, I’m asking for your permission to spank you tonight.”

His audacity, his unrepentant sexism caused her jaw to drop, while quivery, almost sexual warmth kindled down low and spread. She pictured herself laid out over his lap as he smacked her bottom, and her knees started to shake. Something crazy deep inside whispered for her to submit. It was akin to staring down a precipice and wondering what it would be like to jump. She tried to pull away from him, but he maintained his hold. “Spank me, my ass!” she whipped out.

Amusement lent a slight curve to his lips. “Generally that’s how it occurs, although on occasion I may administer a few smacks to your pussy.”

A strong spasm shuddered through the body part he’d mentioned. “The hell you will.” She yanked hard and freed her hand, but her victory was hollow. She suspected she’d gotten away only because he’d allowed it.

“You should know that swearing will get you spanked—unless, of course, what you’re yelling is, ‘Fuck me, harder.’”

She wondered how he felt about a face slap. No, she didn’t. She knew. Her butt muscles tightened.

“You’re entitled to your emotions and should express your feelings, but I expect respect.”

She ignored the wetness between her legs, the tightness of her beaded nipples. “You’re insane.” She was insane. Why was her body reacting to his outrageous pronouncement with arousal instead of anger? She should be charging out of his condo like a cat with its tail on fire. She clapped a hand over her mouth to smother a choke of laughter. That was what he wanted to do to her: set her tail on fire.

“Are you afraid you can’t tolerate a spanking?”

“I can handle anything you mete out.” She glared at him. “I just don’t believe you.”

“What don’t you believe?”

“Your absurd assumption that I would go along with this. What gives you the idea a feminist would allow a man to spank her?”

“I don’t assume anything,” he said. “That’s why we’re discussing this. As for why you would allow it, well, whether you like it or not, you’re a natural submissive. I see it in your eyes, in the way you carry yourself, in your body’s responses to me.”

Her hard nipples ached. She resisted the urge to glance at her chest. The vest was wool, thank goodness. “You don’t see anything!” she said, hoping it was true. He did turn her on, but it was in spite of his domineering ways, not because of them. Wasn’t it?

“You protest like being submissive is a bad thing. It’s neither good nor bad; it’s neutral—like being introverted or extroverted, gregarious or serious. Masculine or feminine. But fighting against your nature requires you swim against the current. How long can you maintain that before you deplete your energy?”

Was that why she was so tired all the time? Why some days she felt like the world demanded more than she had to give? Ridiculous. She worked long hours. That was why.

“So you’re saying men are naturally dominant and women are naturally submissive.”

“That wasn’t what I meant, but in general? Yes. It’s not true of all men and women, of course.”

“And that’s why men should spank women?”

“I’m not saying anyone should do anything. But for many people, that form of communication keeps the relationship oiled and running smoothly.”

“Communication. That’s an interesting euphemism.”

Mark continued. “The trust a woman gives to a man when she bares her bottom cuts through all the petty relationship strife and strengthens their bond.”

“Why can’t the trust develop by the woman spanking the man? Why don’t you drop your pants?” She dared him.

“Would that do it for you?” His gaze was serious, intense. “If I allowed you to spank me, would you trust me enough to lie over my knee?”

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Dealing with her disobedience - SURRENDER


In Surrender, the heroine, Fiona, must keep her real identity a secret from her new husband, Merrok. As far as he knows, her name is Betsy Carson and she's the First Daughter. Their marriage is a political union required by a peace treaty after a war between Earth and a powerful race of aliens known as the Kall ends. Keeping her secret isn't easy, especially when her feelings for him soften. On top of keeping her secret, she must contend with his rules for a proper wife.  He's upfront with her about his expectations and what she can expect if she disobeys - a spanking.

Excerpt:

Dinner began pleasantly enough, but Fiona soon became aware of Merokk’s foul mood. He barely commented after she said something, when normally they held a lively discussion during mealtimes. This wasn’t like him, but she didn’t have the guts to question his mood. What if he knew about her indiscretion this afternoon? Worse yet—what if he knew she wasn’t Betsy Carson? She prayed it was the former and finished her dinner in silence, avoiding Merokk’s fuming obsidian eyes.

The servants cleared the table and returned with glasses of wine. Fiona sipped the strong drink and stole glances at her husband. Oh, he looked positively livid. She considered whether or not to confess and couldn’t reach a firm decision. What if she confessed to the wrong crime? What if he was pissed about something else and her admission needlessly incurred his wrath?

“I had an interesting conversation with Rentzaq today,” he said casually. He swirled the wine in his glass and smiled coldly at her.

Fiona’s stomach dropped to her feet, and she froze in her chair, numb with fear. Why had she ignored his stupid rule? The idea of taking a chaperone along on her lunch date seemed pointless given the circumstances with Layla and the fact that the café was only a few blocks away.

“Is there something you want to tell me?” Merokk asked, still swirling his damn glass of wine.

She sighed. Time to pay the piper. “I walked to a café a few blocks away with Layla today, and I didn’t take Rentzaq along. I’m sorry.” Her eyes pleaded for his understanding and lenience. “The city seems safe. We didn’t run into any trouble.”

His next words came out quiet but infused with authority. “Go straight to the bedroom and wait for me. I’ll be up shortly to deal with your disobedience.”

Somehow Fiona found herself sitting on their bed, but she didn’t remember the walk up the stairs. Her heart hammered in her chest, and her throat felt like sandpaper. He was going to spank her. She thought of the times he’d slapped her ass during sex. She’d enjoyed it, even when he let loose and gave it to her good. Of course she wasn’t stupid. An actual punishment would hurt and likely be one of the most humiliating experiences of her life.

Where was he?

An hour passed. Then two. Her stomach twisted and churned, and Fiona was thankful she’d eaten a light dinner. She stood up and began to pace the floor, wishing Merokk would hurry up and get it over with—or better yet, change his mind.

She turned at the sound of the opening door. Her husband strode into the room with his larger-than-life presence causing the enormous space to seem the size of a closet. The first thing she noticed about him was his eyes. Instead of anger, she saw warmth and kindness in them. Her anxiety lessened. Maybe this was her lucky day, and he’d decided her infraction was no big deal. He gestured for her to join him on the edge of the bed. With heavy feet, she approached him and willingly sank onto his lap. Wrapping his arms around her, he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, causing her heart to flutter.

“You’re not mad anymore?” she asked, drawing back to meet his gaze.

He sighed and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m not happy with you, Betsy, but I’ve calmed down. I’m disappointed you disregarded a rule meant to keep you safe. There are a lot of desperate people wandering the streets right now. There’s no telling what could happen if you are in the wrong place at the wrong time, and the fact that you’re the president’s daughter only compounds the danger.” He cupped her face in his warm, large hands. “You’re not to leave the property again without me or Rentzaq. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir. I’m so sorry.” She bit her lip, apprehensive over his next move.

“Let’s get this over with.” He lifted her up, standing her on the floor. Reaching for her skirt, he pulled it down over her hips, taking her panties with it. Fiona felt like a doll being undressed, especially when her shirt and bra came next. She fought the urge to cover her exposed breasts. Sure he’d seen her naked plenty of times, but this was different. His gaze swept over her body, and a heavy sense of vulnerability took her unawares. It didn’t help that she craved his touch, anticipated it, and an unbearable ache had settled between her thighs. A strange mix of emotions and desires coursed through her, and it took all her strength to remain still under Merokk’s intense scrutiny.

A second later, Fiona found herself upended over her husband’s lap on the bed. This was really happening. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore the throbbing sensation rocketing through her center. If Merokk discovered her arousal, she would be mortified beyond belief. This was a punishment—how the hell could she be so turned on?

Merokk wrapped one leg around hers and shifted her higher, forcing her thighs to part embarrassingly wide. He placed one hand on her bottom and grabbed her wrists in the other to pin them against the small of her back. Her heart pounded and pounded. Burning tears formed in her eyes and threatened to spill over, leaving her perplexed. The strength of her husband’s affection overwhelmed her to the point of utter confusion. He had rules in place to guard against her safety, and this knowledge warmed her heart as much as it left herterrified—because the depth of her feelings for him seemed endless. If something were to happen to him…

She couldn’t complete the thought.

Did he feel the same way about her?

“What’s this?” His fingers glided through her folds, discovering her dampness. She tried to squirm away, but his hold remained firm. One digit pushed inside her channel, pumping slowly in and out. “Don’t fight me, little one. You know you deserve to be punished.” She felt his hand leave her and stiffened when his moistened finger suddenly poked at her bottom hole.

Surrender blurb:

Love with the enemy can be the ultimate surrender…

Fiona Lockhart struggles to survive after Earth is conquered by powerful aliens. She knows it's only a matter of time before her schizophrenic mother acts out at the wrong time and place and brings down the wrath of their captors. So when turncoats offer Fiona a way to keep her mother safe, she can't refuse—even though it means marrying a Kall warrior and posing as the First Daughter, Betsy Carson.

Kall warrior Merokk has mixed feelings about marrying a human woman, but it's his duty and he can't refuse. He enjoys taming the headstrong Betsy, and a good spanking now and then makes the passion burn. The sex is sizzling, and as the months pass, Merokk discovers the feelings for his little wife run deep. But when he learns of her deceit after the real Betsy Carson surfaces, Merokk's new world shatters. Can he learn to forgive Fiona, or will he spend the rest of their lives punishing her for a crime she never wanted to commit?

Surrender is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, All Romance, and Kobo.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Very Inspiring Blogger Award

I was nominated for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award by Joseph McNamara, a popular blogger on the D/s lifestyle with several books forthcoming. I always enjoy Joseph's posts. Be sure to check out his blog. Thank you, Joseph, for the nomination. :)

The Rules:

1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
3. State 7 things about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award and link to them.
5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination and the award’s requirements.


7 Things About Me:

1. My favorite color is purple and I have a special spot in my closet for my purple clothing.
2. I used to play the cello.
3. My husband and I have matching tattoos of a...snake.  LOL it's a long story.
4. Our middle child is named after a Star Trek character.
5. Last night I had a dream I was at a Madonna concert with my best friend.  We were fighting our way to the front row, quite successfully I might add.
6. I used to work as a K-college tutor for an online education company, but I left that job in September to write full-time. The subjects I tutored were Social Studies, Psychology, Statistics and Economics.
7. I've lived in Maryland my whole life and I've based a few of my books in my home state...Rules of War, Mountain Devil, Valentine Submission, and Tessa's Submission.

The 15 bloggers I am nominating for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award are...

1. Milly Taiden
2. Denise Wyant
3. Rhonda Laurel
4. Antonia van Zandt
5. Catherine Cavendish
6. Chloe Thurlow
7. Jane Wakely
8. Renee Rose
9. Constance Masters
10. Patty Devlin
11. Lea Barrymire
12. Cara Bristol
13. Celeste Jones
14. Anastasia Vitsky
15. Charley Descoteaux


Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Rules...what rules? - Why I love science fiction romance


I love science fiction books, particularly those with a dystopian and futuristic feel. My last three releases were sci fi erotic romances, all with varying plots that allowed me to make up my own rules of society.

Shana's Guardian takes place in an unspecified place in North America after a plague, a war, and severe solar flares wipe out civilization as we know it. 

Rules of War takes place in Western Maryland as a war between the United States and a fictional island civilization called the Free Islands comes to an end. 


Surrender takes place after a powerful race of aliens known as the Kall conquer Earth.
 
 
When I screw society up like this, I can do fun things I can't easily (or morally) do with contemporary.  Like create a plot with an arranged marriage (Surrender), a soldier who kidnaps a woman because he needs to take a wife in order to set a good example for the soldiers under his command as they rebuild after a war (Rules of War), and a young woman who is in love with her very strict legal guardian (Shana's Guardian).


My latest sci fi erotic romance books are available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, and All Romance.


Despite my love for sci fi, the next book on my plate to write is contemporary, and my next release, A Strict Husband, is a western romance - with spankings, of course!

Monday, January 14, 2013

Book Spotlight: Tumbling in Time by Denise L. Wyant


Today I'm excited to feature Tumbling in Time by Denise L. Wyant, a fun and romantic urban fantasy short story. You can find my review of Tumbling in Time here.

Blurb:

Tasha Hutchinson, a meteorology student at a suburban Kansas University, looks forward to tornadoes but not for the same reason as her fellow classmates. She uses the storms to travel through time to visit with and fight various demons with her crush, Arikk. She has fallen hard for the stubborn wizard. Arikk better be careful – if Tasha has her way, they will be sharing more than platonic kisses.

As an immortal wizard with unique parentage, Arikk is blessed with all sorts of special abilities. He serves as a high ranking sentinel with the Guardian Peacekeepers, a demanding organization devoted to maintaining peace and justice through space and time. While Arikk has fun with Tasha – his Sunshine – he knows his life is too dangerous for them to be anything more than friends.

Will Tasha, a fragile human, survive the battles with otherworldly creatures? Will she be successful in winning the heart of her wizard?

Excerpt:

“You want to explain that?” Tasha’s voice quivered just a bit. She didn’t like the idea that he was worried. Arikk normally exuded cockiness.

“Okay, here goes . . . don’t say that I didn’t warn you.” Arikk raked a hand through his chin length midnight black waves. “It’s December 32, 2256. We’re in what’s left of Frederick, Maryland.”

“What is it now? Does the United States still exist? Who’s battling and why?” Tasha couldn’t help the questions spilling forth from her mouth. She twisted the silver ring on her middle finger as her eyes flitted around the church.

“The United States does not exist as you know it. Various demons have conquered and settled the continent. It has been divided into independent federations. We are in the nation state of Elpisa, which is ruled by a group of fallen angels known as the Erienese."

“My, wizard, you are well-informed. Although, I would expect nothing less of a sentinel.” A new, bass male voice carried from the entrance of what was once the sanctuary.

“Hurry up, cast your cloaking spell! What are you waiting for?” Tasha whispered, her tone urgent.

Arikk rose from behind the altar despite Tasha’s furious tugs at his jeans. A smile spread across his face. “Good to see you, too, Rafe.” Arikk’s warm eyes looked down at Tasha. “Come on, Sunshine, let me introduce you to one of the best fighters I know. I can assure you that even though he is a fallen angel, he is definitely one of the good guys.”

Tasha allowed Arikk to pull her to her feet. She turned toward Rafe and froze. He’s a fallen angel? No way. Not with that gilded hair that looked soft as silk, perfectly proportioned features, and those huge white-feathered wings, laced with gold. He’s got to be a full-blown up in the Heavens kind of angel.

“You can blink now, Sunshine.” Arikk chuckled. “We wouldn’t want his halo to get any bigger.”

“That’s not funny, and you know it.” Rafe retorted, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“I’m sorry. I forgot that after all these years you still take your fallen status hard. My apologies.”


Tumbling in Time is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, and Amazon CA.


Author bio:

 Denise Wyant enjoys writing romance and urban fantasy stories where the good guys win and love conquers everything else. She makes her home in Maryland with her Himalayan cat, Willow. When not crafting works of fiction or working, she enjoys caramel lattes, cycling, and lazy Saturday mornings. She can be found at http://denisewyant.wordpress.com/






Saturday, January 12, 2013

Her unwanted desires....an excerpt from SURRENDER


Todays' six sentences come from my brand spanking new release, Surrender.  The following scene takes place the night before Fiona is married to Merokk.

His hands moved down to rest on her stomach, and his familiarity with her body sent involuntary waves of wet heat through her center. Her pulse raced as she stared up at her soon-to-be husband. He was a stranger—a Kall. How could her body so quickly desire that which her heart despised? She closed her eyes and willed the last six months to be a nightmare, but when she opened them, Merokk was still there, all dark skin and muscle. Why did he have to be so beautiful?


Surrender blurb:

Love with the enemy can be the ultimate surrender…

Fiona Lockhart struggles to survive after Earth is conquered by powerful aliens. She knows it's only a matter of time before her schizophrenic mother acts out at the wrong time and place and brings down the wrath of their captors. So when turncoats offer Fiona a way to keep her mother safe, she can't refuse—even though it means marrying a Kall warrior and posing as the First Daughter, Betsy Carson.

Kall warrior Merokk has mixed feelings about marrying a human woman, but it's his duty and he can't refuse. He enjoys taming the headstrong Betsy, and a good spanking now and then makes the passion burn. The sex is sizzling, and as the months pass, Merokk discovers the feelings for his little wife run deep. But when he learns of her deceit after the real Betsy Carson surfaces, Merokk's new world shatters. Can he learn to forgive Fiona, or will he spend the rest of their lives punishing her for a crime she never wanted to commit?



Surrender is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Amazon DE, Barnes and Noble, and All Romance.


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Friday, January 11, 2013

Release Day ---> SURRENDER

 
It's here!  Today is release day for Surrender, my erotic sci fi romance novella with Etopia Press.  Yes...another sci fi book. :)  Why so much sci fi lately?  Well, to be honest, the releases just lined up this way, even though my latest books were written months apart and I wrote some contemporary in between.  I'm a big sci fi/fantasy dork, so writing a book where I can create my own world and screw up society to my liking is lots of fun.  Add spankings, sex, and other kinky goodness to the mix and I'm in heaven.
 
Here's the blurb:
 
Love with the enemy can be the ultimate surrender…

Fiona Lockhart struggles to survive after Earth is conquered by powerful aliens. She knows it's only a matter of time before her schizophrenic mother acts out at the wrong time and place and brings down the wrath of their captors. So when turncoats offer Fiona a way to keep her mother safe, she can't refuse—even though it means marrying a Kall warrior and posing as the First Daughter, Betsy Carson.

Kall warrior Merokk has mixed feelings about marrying a human woman, but it's his duty and he can't refuse. He enjoys taming the headstrong Betsy, and a good spanking now and then makes the passion burn. The sex is sizzling, and as the months pass, Merokk discovers the feelings for his little wife run deep. But when he learns of her deceit after the real Betsy Carson surfaces, Merokk's new world shatters. Can he learn to forgive Fiona, or will he spend the rest of their lives punishing her for a crime she never wanted to commit?
 
Excerpt:
 
A haggard-looking President Carson guided a young, pretty redhead across the room. He cleared his throat. “Ambassador Merokk, may I present to you my daughter, Betsy Carson.” He urged the woman forward and stepped back.
 
Merokk stared into the bluest eyes he’d ever seen, taking note of the glimmer of fright she tried to hide behind a small, polite smile. The moment stretched on as they stared at one another, and he suddenly became annoyed they weren’t alone.
 
“Leave us,” he said sharply, glancing at President Carson.
 
Betsy’s smile vanished as she watched her father leave the room. She squared her shoulders and held Merokk’s gaze. Amusement curled his lips. Despite her brave front, the scent of her fear was a sweet cold sensation that flowed into his nostrils and caused his muscles to tense. Her distress coupled with the knowledge that she belonged to him stirred the darkest desires in the recesses of his mind, and he felt like a predator ready to pounce on his prey. He moved around her in a slow circle, taking in every curve of her body, from her shapely thighs to her firm, inviting breasts. The knee-length blue dress she wore hugged all the right places. As he finished another circle around her, he noticed the rapid rise and fall of her chest. He had to touch her.
 
Merokk tilted her chin upward with one finger and caught her eyes in his. He smiled and inhaled deeply, breathing in more of her intoxicating human scent. “The only time you need to fear me, Betsy, is if you’ve done wrong. Try to relax.”
 
Her thin brows knitted together. “I don’t even know you.”
 
“What do you want to know?”
 
She shrugged and tried to pull away, but Merokk caught her chin between his fingers, holding her in place. Her eyes darkened a shade. “I’ve been told this marriage will be in name only, that it’s one of many such political alliances formed to heal the hurt between our worlds. Am I to understand I won’t see you often after the wedding ceremony?” The optimism in her voice gnawed on Merokk’s nerves and wounded his pride simultaneously, though he’d never admit it out loud. His teeth clenched, and his hands moved to grip her shoulders.
 
“I will be your husband and this marriage will be whatever I want it to be. You’ll see me often, Betsy, in and out of the bedroom.”
 
 
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Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Braggin' rights and a naughty excerpt

The past few days have been pretty gosh darn exciting for me.  Last week, Shana's Guardian hit the erotica top 100 on Amazon, it was featured on All Romance, and also it received a silver star on All Romance.  I was so thrilled and incredibly thankful!  To add to my delight, Rules of War also received a silver star on All Romance.  I'm so happy people like to read kinky stories with spanking and discipline and all sorts of other naughty goodness!  :)


To celebrate, I'm sharing a spicy excerpt from Rules of War:

When she awoke, Emma found herself pressed down on the bed, her clothing removed. How long had she napped with John on the couch? A glance at the window told her it was still night, or at least early morning.

Brought back to awareness by the delicious kisses John was trailing up the inside of her thighs, she caressed her fingers through his hair and parted her legs in invitation.

“That’s it.” He met her stare. “Spread your pussy wide. Reach down and pull your lips apart.”

The coarseness of his words caused her face to heat. Jesus, had anyone ever spoken to her that way before? Unsure of whether or not he seriously wanted her to pull her pussy lips apart, she leaned back and did nothing.

Smack! Smack! He stung the front of her thigh with two sharp slaps.

“Ah!” Emma flinched from the pain as fear propelled her to full wakefulness. Her previous spankings were fresh in her mind and gave her a healthy respect for John, but she had not anticipated punishment for not following directions during lovemaking.

“I’ll give you one more chance to spread those pussy lips apart, princess.”

“No. I will not.” Her tone was firm and haughty. He could force her to marry him, make her come, and spank her if she disobeyed him outside the bedroom, but she sure as hell was not going to be his mindless puppet in bed.

“Very well.” His eyes flashed with danger.

Emma tensed and hid her face in her hands, expecting another smack to her thigh. Instead, John flipped her over his lap on the edge of the bed. Her wiggling was no match for his strong grip as he pinned her hands down and wrapped a leg around her flailing ones.

“I knew it would take more than two sessions over my knee to spank the defiance out of you.” He chuckled and Emma’s rising anger soon equaled that of her excitement.

“This is ridiculous. It’s not like I tried to run away.”

His huge hand covered one of her bottom cheeks and he began to rub. “Not running away isn’t my only rule, young lady. You will strive to obey my commands to the best of your ability, even in bed. You will cook, clean, and turn this cabin into a warm haven we can both enjoy. You will treat me – and others – with respect.”

“In other words, you want me to be a good slave?” Hostility laced her words, though a small voice in her head agreed with him.

“You’re my wife and those are your duties as my wife. As your husband, it’s my job to keep you safe and happy. I will make sure there’s food on the table, a roof over your head, and clothing on your back. If you’re sick, I’ll find a doctor. If you’re cold, I’ll build you a fire and wrap you up in a blanket. We each have different roles in this marriage, Emma, and I expect you to live up to yours. When I feel it’s necessary, I will warm your bottom to remind you how a good wife behaves.”


Rules of War blurb:

Can her greatest fear become her sweetest desire?

Emma Conrad's worst nightmare is realized when a bomb strikes her building and she awakens to discover she's been taken captive by a Free Island enemy soldier. Tensions and passions rise as she rebels against the man who has claimed her as his wife, whisking her away to a settlement in the mountains.

Unit Commander John Rousseau insists he's a good man Emma need not fear, but he does promise to spank her if she misbehaves...and he has lots of rules. Will she lose her heart to the stern stranger, or will a ghost from her past take away her last chance at happiness?


 
Rules of War is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, All Romance, and Lazy Day Publishing.


My other published spanking romances are Shana's Guardian, Dark Without You, A Firm Husband, Mountain Devil, and Karyn and the Crigon.