Rochelle Weber--Author

Hi! I’m Rochelle Weber, and I write the Moon Rock series. ROCK BOUND—Jake saved Annie’s life. Now slaves on that God-forsaken rock, the Moon, how will they survive? ROCK CRAZY—Katie McGowan's abandoned, pregnant, bi-polar, and going crazy on that God-forsaken rock, the Moon! THE THIN PERSON INSIDE—when Kristen got help for her obesity, she never expected to fall in love—let alone with a rock star. Buy ROCK BOUND at Amazon. ROCK CRAZY and THE THIN PERSON INSIDE are at MuseItUp Publishing.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Jeanne St James

I’d like to welcome Jeanne St. James to my blog this week.

RW: Tell us about yourself, your family, where you live.

JSJ: I live in south central Pennsylvania. I’m not just an author. I work full-time in a government organization. I have my Bachelor’s Degree in Criminal Justice and a law enforcement background. I love to travel, and I’m hoping to retire from my job in about ten years and move to an island where I can snorkel every day. I’m a “water baby.” I can be out in the water snorkeling for hours. I have two French bulldogs and a boyfriend of over five years who is a police officer (a Captain).

RW: How many hours a day do you spend writing?

JSJ: It varies. I try to average a thousand words per day. Somedays I spend more time writing, others I don’t spend any time at all. Or I’m editing. Or promoting. Being an author is much more than just writing.

RW: What is the best thing about being a writer?

JSJ: Seeing your characters come to life. I’ve always imagined conversations in my head. I’ve always had someone (imaginary) telling me their story. And you get to live through your characters. Take adventures you may have never taken or never will get to take. You can write characters you yourself would fall in love with, or want to hang out with. You are only limited by your imagination.

RW: Who are your favorite characters among the books you’ve written?

JSJ: I would have to say my favorite character is Amanda. She’s the heroine in Brothers in Blue: Max. She starts out the story as a “spoiled rich girl” and is stuck raising her special needs adult brother. Through the story she grows into a responsible adult and falls in love. Her journey is one of my favorites.

RW: How does reader feedback matter to you?

JSJ: I don’t just write for myself. I write to entertain people. I know my books aren’t for everyone. But when someone tells me that they LOVED my book, it makes me feel good. I told them a story that they enjoyed. And that makes me happy!

RW: What do you do to relax and recharge your batteries?

JSJ: Yoga. Travel. Watch a movie. Or read a book.

RW: Generally, how long does it take you to write a book?

JSJ: It depends, the more books I write, the faster I write them. I now just sit down and write and go back and polish later. I need to get the story out and then make it shine. I would say it takes me about three weeks to write a novella and seven or eight weeks to write a novel.

RW: What can we expect from you in the future?

JSJ: I am finishing up my Brothers in Blue series this year. I am going to continue my Dare Ménage series. I have a couple stand-alone books which will be out (and one more to write for 2017). And I have an idea for a MC series. So, the answer is: you can expect a lot (and variety, too).

RW: If you came with a warning label, what would it say?

JSJ: Warning: Opinionated, highly motivated, and extremely determined!

RW: How many books have you written, how many have been published?

JSJ: Let’s see. I have six currently published. I have one which will be re-released later this year. So, that’s seven published total. I am currently writing two. I have three more currently being edited. Plus I have a couple books I wrote but will never see the light of day (for good reason).

RW: Are you in control of your characters or do they control you?

JSJ: I’m a pantser, so my characters control me. I start out with a premise, but as I write, the characters and their actions direct the story. Sometimes I’m surprised where they lead me.

RW: Party life or quiet dinner for two?

JSJ: Quiet dinner for two. I don’t enjoy crowds, or craziness anymore. I’m happy to spend quiet time with my boyfriend.

RW: Those are all the questions I have for you today. Thanks so much for visiting my blog.

DARING PROPOSAL

(The Dare Ménage Series, Book Two)

The Plot:

Never in her life has she been so bold to propose something so daring…

Since losing her husband years ago in a tragic accident, Eve Sanders hasn’t dated. Her husband’s death proved life is short, so why waste time denying her unfulfilled desires. Eve desires two men, but not just any two. Both happen to be former Super Bowl champions and best friends.

When both men participate in a Celebrity Date Night charity event, Eve’s determined to not only be the winning bidder for the retired NFL quarterback Lawrence “Long Arm” Landis, but also Cole Dixon, his former Boston Bulldogs teammate. However, Ren not only has a problem with another man dating the same woman, but he definitely isn’t planning on sharing her in the same bed. Even if it’s with his best friend.

Openly bi-sexual, Cole is sexually attracted to Ren and has secretly wanted him for years. He’s never acted upon it, assuming Ren wouldn’t want to be with another man. Eve’s daring proposal gives Cole hope his dream with Ren will come true.

Being with two men is one of Eve’s fantasies, but never in her life has she been so bold. Not only is she nervous about proposing something so daring to the two men, but will both be willing?

Jeanne’s Bio:

Jeanne St. James is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing, since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.

She has a few new releases coming up in 2017. So keep an eye on her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup

Excerpt:

The man next to her was solid, his arm wrapped around her bare shoulders. She leaned into him, practically tucked under his arm. She pressed her face into his neck and inhaled him, his scent. He smelled so good. She detected a fresh smell of what she thought might be honey…and oatmeal?

“Why do you smell like breakfast?” she murmured against his skin. His deep chuckle sent a shiver up her spine, hardening her nipples.

“It’s my soap. It’s locally made with honey, oatmeal, and goat’s milk. Are you cold?”

“No. Is it also made up with the tears of angels? Because you smell like heaven to me.”

Ren snorted. “Oh, you got jokes.” He squeezed her and lowered his face, kissing her hard, taking complete possession of her mouth and tongue.

Eve’s wrapped a hand around the back of his head, and moaned into his mouth. Their tongues danced together, their breaths mingled. She closed her eyes to sink deeper into the kiss.

Her other hand found his waist, trying to get even closer, if it was possible. His hands slid over her bare back, over her shoulders and down both arms until he got to her wrists. He pulled himself free and pulled back away from her slightly.

“Baby, unless you want me to take you right here, right on this deck, we need to hold off a bit. I promised you a beautiful sunset. Once the sun is down, all bets are off.”

Eve didn’t know if she could wait that long. Her breathing was strained and she was already wet. “How soon is the sun going down?”

Ren let out a ragged breath. “Damn, you’re not making this easy for me. We need to stand up.” He grabbed her hand to help her up. “I’m hard as fuck.” He adjusted himself in his tailored black slacks. He guided her to the deck rail. She leaned her belly against it, and he stood behind her, his hips tight against her ass. “Can you feel me?”

Eve’s breath caught; she could only nod.

Ren swept her hair to one side and nuzzled her neck. He worked his way down, kissing and licking her heated skin, then nipping her where her neck met her shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her waist, the weight of her breasts against his forearms. He leaned his cheek against hers.

“There. See that? Mother Earth is going to bed for the night. She’s giving us all those amazing colors as a goodnight.”

“It’s beautiful.”

“It never gets old.”

They watched as the sun lowered until it disappeared behind the horizon, the vibrant colors slowly turning to hues of dark blue, gray, and black.

Her heart skipped a beat when he grabbed her hand and escorted her back through the house. He led her to the impressive staircase in the foyer.

“That’s a lot of stairs,” she teased.

“Do you want me to carry you?”

“I thought you’d never ask!”

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