Showing posts with label Erotica. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 15, 2015

Cowboy Dreamin’ by Starla Kaye


ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Starla Kaye wears many hats professionally and as a writer. She is the community coordinator for a Midwestern accounting firm, a gerontologist who volunteers with an active group of senior adults, a mentor/teacher of writing, and a multi-published author.

She has been writing and publishing in different romance sub-genres and lengths for twenty years. Her first published book, Tug of Love, was a “sweet” romance published with iUniverse. Now she mainly writes edgier romances with an erotic or slightly naughty focus.

Starla enjoys writing about strong-willed, independent women who butt heads with equally determined, self-confident, and slightly domineering men. Her belief in relation to her heroes is to find them their perfect match, but make him really work for the happily-for-now or happily-ever-after with the woman who wins his heart. Of course, she likes her heroines to be challenged as well. Love isn't easy.

To date she has published twenty novels, thirty-eight novellas, eight anthologies, three audio books, and eighteen short stories. Starla writes for Decadent Publishing, Black Velvet Seductions, and Blushing Books.

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ABOUT THE BOOK
Book Title: Cowboy Dreamin’
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Dates Published:
E-Book: February 11, 2014
Audio Book: October 26, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Erotic Romance, GLBT, Gay Romance, Ménage, Western Romance
Heat Rating: R+
Page Count: 66


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E-BOOK INFORMATION:
ISBN: 9781613336618
ASIN: B00IEO1D8W
BN ID: 2940148326496

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BLURB
Kendra spends her days and nights running a business, sculpting, and leading a Tahitian dance group in Kauai. She can’t squeeze anything else into her life, but she dreams of cowboys. Sexy, hot cowboys in tight jeans, low-tipped Stetsons, and dusty boots. Men who know all about how to please a woman. She enjoys her fantasies, but can’t imagine ever settling down. But one night with one would be so nice. Surely that would get her dreams of a white knight cowboy sweeping her off her feet out of her system.

Because of an accident that Shane believes left him “less of a man,” he doesn’t see a wife and children in his future. Carson, his ranching partner—and sometimes lover—thinks Shane is wrong. Carson refuses to let Shane settle for a life of rodeo bunnies who only want a romp in bed with a bull rider. Shane deserves more than that. He manages to sign Shane up with a matchmaking service to, hopefully, meet another kind of woman, maybe someone who will appreciate Shane for the man he is. Except Madame Evangeline expects both of the cowboys to go on this special one night date. It doesn’t take long for either cowboy to realize that one night with the purple-haired, hip-shaking beauty in Kauai might not be enough.

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EXCERPT:
“I can’t do this!” Kendra moaned and glared at Alexis in the dressing room mirror. She had one boob in a coconut cup and one boob that refused to go in the other bra cup. “I can’t!”

Alexis walked over and calmly pushed Kendra’s hands out of the way. She lifted the problem coconut shell cup and gently guided the uncooperative breast into place. “Situation resolved.”

Tears threatened and Kendra’s stomach churned. “That was only part of what’s wrong.”

She’d been stressed ever since learning about this arranged meeting between her and the two cowboys from Kansas. She’d been dreaming about a fantasy, sexy cowboy for so long. But two at the same time? What if neither of them met her visualization? Would she be soured on all cowboys? Would her fantasies be ruined forever? She didn’t have time in her harried life for more than the occasional fantasy. She needed it.

She exhaled deeply, wincing at the slight movement of the rough shells over her tender breasts. She still hadn’t gotten around to replacing the felt lining and she would pay for that negligence today. “My fantasies are all I have. If this goes wrong…. If they are—”

“This could be far better than those dreams of yours,” Alexis chastised with a frown. “It’s two cowboys.”

Kendra paced away and fluffed out her skirt. “Could be being keywords.”

A tear trickled down her cheek and she dashed it ruthlessly away. Then her shoulders slumped and she mumbled miserably, “I should never have agreed to any of this.” She glowered at Alexis. “You pushed me into it, all of it. Agreeing to spend some kind of night with two cowboys is bad enough. But you accepted this dance show without discussing it with me. And they are supposed to meet me here.”

She paced across the small room again, fluffing the sides of her grass skirt again. “First impressions are a big deal, you know. And here I’ll be shimmying my ass around wearing a pink skirt made of fake grass and bouncing my boobs in a really dumb coconut shell bra.”

To her disgust, Alexis laughed. “They’ll think themselves the luckiest cowboys in the world.”

Sunday, September 20, 2015

VIP Room Service (Other Related Duties #1) by Zenobia Renquist




** Interview **




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

ZR:     As many as I can, which is easy or hard depending on the day of the week. My routine is to get up, do morning stuff (wash my face, brush my teeth, get some food), and then get myself situated with a snack and some water so I can write until my hubby comes home from work. That’s my routine on a day when I have nothing else going on. Fridays and weekends tend to be lost causes just because the hubby gets home early or has the day off on Friday and he wants to spend time with me.

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

ZR:     The best part about being a writer is seeing my imagination come to life on the page. I get so into a story while I’m writing it, that later down the line when I read it again I can hardly believe the words came from me. I’m my first fan, so writing is a way to feed my need to read more.

RW:    Why did you decide to write?

ZR:     Waaaaaay back before I knew what e-books were, when e-books were still new for the most part, I had a hard time finding black heroines in the Fantasy/Paranormal Romance genre or anywhere else in Romance-land for that matter. I wanted to read about black heroines being whisked away to far off lands by space pirates or being haunted by a ghost lover and so on. Taking it one step further, I wanted to see black heroines in interracial relationships because that is the life I am living. Not finding any, I decided I would write some.

RW:    How much of your personality and life experiences are in your writing?

ZR:     I would say about one experience or personality trait per book. Everyone always says write what you know, so I do. I have dreadlocks so a few of my heroines do as well. Any wackiness with my health (and there’s been a lot in the last few years) ends up in a book so my heroine can suffer with it as well. If something even remotely interesting happens in my life, I find a way to include it in my stories.

RW:    If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?

ZR:     Japan. Specifically Osaka, Japan. I visited there as a study abroad student in college and would love to go back. I love Japanese culture (I’m an anime/manga geek) and the food is amazing.

RW:    What is your secret guilty pleasure?

ZR:     The erotic side of Tumblr—from puppies to porn in five seconds. I heard that joke and laughed until I visited the site. They aren’t kidding. Do a single search with the adult filter off and you’ll go from cute little puppies to boobs in your face in no time flat.

RW:    How do you come up with story ideas?

ZR:     The majority of the time my ideas start with the main characters arguing. Some sound while I’m walking or a phrase in a TV show will spark off an argument in my head between two people. But I come in at the middle of the argument and have to figure out what it’s about, how it got started, and how to resolve it. From there the story grows.

RW:    After you've written your book and it's been published, do you ever buy it and/or read it?

ZR:     Yes and yes. I buy it just to see how it looks in Kindle, which is what I have. I read it but only after a few months. I have a rule of not reading my own stuff while it’s still new or else I’ll get obsessed with what I could have done differently. I would rather focus on the next book that needs finishing. But half a year later or so, I’ll be focused enough on a new story that I can read the published one and just be content with how it turned out. Well sort of. No artist is ever happy with the final product because there is always something that could have been improved.


VIP Room Service (Other Related Duties #1)

A hotel erotica tale hot enough to set the screen on fire.

She offers satisfaction above and beyond what is requested.

Lexie's job as a maid at a five-star hotel doesn't normally include the unique and risqué form of room service that rich guest Mr. Malena has requested, nor the generous tip he's offered. Submission and exhibition and a ménage. Lexie can't resist. What should have been a one-time thing turns into an introduction into the sensual world of customer satisfaction. This is one workplace encounter that could get her fired...or will it?

NOTE: Title previously published as Wine Service (Professional Courtesy 1).


Genre: Contemporary BDSM Erotica, MFM, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism
Publisher: DZRB Books
Length: Novella—Approx. 83 Pages
ISBN: 9781634750004
ASIN: B00V8RE64K
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** Read an Excerpt **

She drew in a long gasping breath and then choked on it as someone knocked at the door.
“Room service.”
She widened her eyes, and her pleasure dropped to nil.
“Ah. Right on time.” Mr. Malena dialed off the vibrator, removed it, and set it aside. He called, “One moment.”
“What?” Lexie asked in a frantic whisper. She clutched at the comforter, debating if she should hide in the bathroom or under the bed. Had the server heard her? Had he recognized her voice?
She looked at her uniform draped over the back of the chair. He would know a housekeeper was with Mr. Malena. A housekeeper who was undressed with a wide variety of toys out in the open. No deductive reasoning was needed to figure out what was happening or who the housekeeper was.
Mr. Malena patted her belly. “Shhhh.” He held his finger to his lips. “Just relax.”
“I can’t relax,” Lexie whispered back. “He’ll see me.”
“No, he won’t.” He grinned. “Not your face, at any rate.” He urged her to lie back before draping a towel over her head. “There.”
“Wha—”
“Shhhh. You don’t want him to recognize your voice, if you know him. So long as you stay still, he won’t see your face.”
“What about the rest of me? What about my uniform? And the cart outside?” Lexie could see her job ending. She should have known this was too good to be true.
“I’ll take care of it. Now hush.”
Clothing rustled. Lexie peeked under the towel in time to see Mr. Malena fold her uniform into one of the dresser drawers and close it. He slipped on a robe and then glanced back at her. She yanked the towel back down. She wanted to roll herself in the comforter. Wanted to and didn’t at the same time.
She only had to keep her face covered, and the server wouldn’t know who she was. The idea of letting a virtual stranger see her naked titillated her. Her clit throbbed and ached to be touched. She clutched at the towel and waited.
Mr. Malena opened the door. “Thank you, my good man. I am famished. This way.”
Lexie frowned. When had he ordered room service? Had he done it before she arrived and known it would get here while they were playing? He did seem less flustered by this turn of events than she was, as if he’d planned it.
The server asked, “Where do you want— Whoa!”
A long pause followed that exclamation. The server had seen her.

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** Bio **

Zenobia Renquist is the alter-ego of D. Renee Bagby. Call her Zen or Renee; she answers to both. Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, she was born in Europe, has lived in Japan and in several states of the US, including Virginia, Florida, North Carolina, Texas, California, Maryland and Hawaii.

She moved a lot in her younger years and remembers all too well being the new kid in fish-out-of-water situations. But those experiences only made her better able to adapt, as well instilling a love of travel, preferring road trips over flying.

Turning her favorite pastime into her career, Renee loves to build worlds and torture her characters for the enjoyment of her readers. She can’t fill every day with writing alone, and also enjoys watching anime, reading manga, crocheting, knitting (yarn and mail), and binging shows on Netflix. She’s a Whovian (David Tennant for the win!), a trekkie (DS9 because Odo rocked), and a fan of pretty much every Marvel live action movie and DCU animated movie.

She has a wacky imagination and tends to write all over the place. In order to keep up, she only asks one thing—Leave Your Reality Behind to Discover Different and Unique Romance & Erotica.

Visit her website: http://zenobiarenquist.com

Follow her on Twitter: https://twitter.com/ZenobiaRenquist






**Thanks so much for visiting today, Zen/Renee. Best of luck with your sales.