Monday, April 9, 2012

Guest Author and Awesome Friend, Ju Dimello with a giveaway!

Once again, I'm thrilled to host my fabulous friend Ju Dimello as she celebrates the release of her debut book, "Fiery Icicle," now available from Ellora's Cave! You might remember that we celebrated our shared month of signed contracts back in September. Now Ju is giving away a copy of "Fiery" to one lucky winner on her blog tour! Keep reading to find out more on how to snag the prize!


Thanks so much, Renee, for hosting me in your blog to celebrate my debut release!

Fiery Icicle starts off in New York, but that’s only for one scene…and after that, the majority of the story takes place in Boynton Beach, Florida and in Switzerland! And both these places were fun to research, simply because I’ve been there ;) Yep! :grins: My Swiss trip was a memorable one… I loved the train ride and the view of the majestic mountains, visited the Ice Palace in Matterhorn. And the fog scene (read excerpt below) did happen. One moment me and my DH were taking snaps and wham… in a few seconds, the entire place was covered in fog. I couldn’t even see my legs or anything beyond a few feet. I didn’t get scared, thankfully, because I was the one closest to the building that housed the cable car… And well, though this was back in 2007, I am glad I got to incorporate them in the story written years later! And with this short and sweet post, I thank the lovely author and my great friend, Renee, once again for giving me a chance to celebrate my debut release at her blog!

And before I bid adieu, tell me... if you could travel anywhere, what place would you choose to visit? Let me know in the comments.

I have one copy of Fiery Icicle to giveaway during the blog tour and every comment during this week will count towards it. I’ll pick a winner around the 15th of April and contact them! Don’t forget to leave your email id.

Blurb and Excerpt:

I thought I’d share a short version of the blurb and excerpt here, while a longer one can be enjoyed at :

This story contains a half-fae intent on claiming his woman, a half-demon bent on resisting her and a passion that's hot enough to melt the alpine snow


The snow-covered mountain peaks and the rolling fog took her breath away as she willed herself to enjoy the view, forget the cold, but the constant worrying took its toll. She clenched her fingers into fists, hating the dullness caused by the weather.

He steered her into the caves and left her staring at the ice sculpture of a huge wine bottle while he vanished into one of the side trails. Making a conscious effort to relax, she wandered around, taking in the beautiful pieces of art and marveling at the craftsmanship until he hovered at her side once more. Too soon for her peace of mind.

“Let’s go.”

“I’ve hardly seen anything.”

“We didn’t come here for sightseeing, Maddie.”

She clenched her teeth and stumbled behind him, totally immersed by fog in all directions. Where had that crept from? “Don’t call me that.”

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Monday, March 19, 2012

Guest Author: London Saint James and The Heart of Winter Series

Today I have the classy, fabulous London Saint James showcasing the fourth and final book in her epic series, The Heart of Winter. Make sure to check out the rest of her blog tour for Eternal!

The Heart Of Winter

Romance writer Winter Wells has found her new life with Hollywood Hottie, Cayden Cain, a blessing and a curse. He is the blessing. His career is the curse. Involved in an unprecedented web of strange events, and wound in a string of lies about to break with devastating consequences, Winter must battle ghosts from her past that threaten to harm Cayden. Faced with a choice she always knew would be inevitable, can the fairy tale of their relationship beat out the odds of their reality and really come true?


Wednesday evening had arrived, and I was standing on the balcony of my bedroom when it started to rain. I lifted my chin to the heavens, toward the dark night sky, and the cold drops hit my face, cheeks, lips, and hair. It didn’t take long before I was soaking wet. The ivory long sleeve shirt I wore was plastered to me, and my jeans were beginning to soak through, but I didn’t care. All I could think about was Cayden. How could I ever live without him?


In the distance of my mind, I heard Cayden’s voice calling out to me.

“What are you doing?” he asked. “Winter. It’s too cold. You are going to get sick.” Cayden’s arms encased me. He pulled me from the rain, into the warmth of the bedroom. He let loose of me and almost sprinted into the bathroom. I saw him pull one of the large fluffy white towels from the cabinet. He turned with a sense of urgency, and immediately came back to me. “What are you thinking?” Once he reached me, he unbuttoned my shirt, peeled it from my wet skin, and threw the soaked garment to the floor. Cayden whipped the towel out. It made a snapping sound before he wrapped the dry warm towel around me. “Winter, baby?”

Cayden stared at me. The expression upon his face, one of pain. He rubbed my arms with his hands as if the friction would warm the coldness I felt in my heart. It hit me. I wasn’t speaking.

“Sorry,” I said.

“Love, what were you doing standing in the cold rain?” He glanced down at my feet. “And you don’t have on any shoes.”

“I don’t know. I was just thinking. I guess I stopped paying attention.”

“Take those wet jeans off, too,” he instructed before he headed back into the bathroom for another towel.

I shed the jeans and left them in a wet lump in the middle of the floor.

“I love you,” I said when he came back.

He threw a new towel over my hair and started to rub it dry. “I love you, too. Tell me what is wrong?”

I placed my face to his chest, burying away my pain and taking in the scent of him. “Nothing is wrong.”

“Winter, tell me,” he pressed.

“Nothing, it’s nothing. I go a little crazy when you’re gone, but you are home now. We are together. That’s all that matters.”

“I have missed you,” he said. Cayden’s arms circled my waist and he picked me up from the floor. My feet dangled. “Do you know how much I hate to be away from you?”

“I know how much I hate being away from you.”

The towels fell to the carpet when I draped my arms around his strong neck and my legs around his perfectly tight waist, hooking my ankles behind his back. Cayden laughed his low musical laugh and brushed his nose into my hair. “I love how your hair smells. It’s like flowers and fruit, peaches.”

“I have missed you so much, Cayden.” I kissed him. It was a long time before I released him from my kiss.

Cayden’s eyes, silver-gray, flashed. “I think maybe you did miss me. But never bet it is as much as I have missed you,” he assured with his brilliant bright white smile.

I shivered. Whether from his eyes, words or touch I do not know, but probably from the combination of all of them.

“Cayden, make love to me.”

“You’re still cold,” he said. “Come on.” He carried me into the bathroom.

“I don’t care how cold I am. Please, make love to me.”

Cayden put me down. My bare feet felt the cool tiles beneath them. Cayden walked over to the stereo. He pulled back the glass wall panel and turned it on. He bent down, took off his black Adidas, and stripped off his socks. He placed them inside his shoes. With an underhanded toss, he threw the shoes out the bathroom door. They made a dull thud on the carpet in the other room when they landed.

There I stood. In the middle of the bathroom in my bra and panties, my hair tangled and wet, goose bumps covering my skin, mascara running down my cheeks, and probably looking pathetic, but I could not keep my eyes from Cayden. He turned on the steam and hot water in the shower. Placed his hands under the stream of water that was shooting down from overhead. He turned around, smiled tenderly, and closed the glass doors. The water hit the glass of the shower and mixed into the sound of the rain that pelted the roof. Everything melted into the music that played, becoming a symphony of rain.

“Please,” I said.

Cayden looked at me intently. He raked his penetrating gaze over my body. “I have every intention of making love to you, but I need to get you warm first.” His fingertips traced down my cheek, over the surface of my lips, down my throat then over my right shoulder. The warm water that was still on his hands trickled over the surface of my skin in every place he touched me. I trembled with his touch. Softly, he rubbed the mascara smudges from my cheeks.

“Cayden…,” I whispered.

“You are so utterly beautiful.” His lips skimmed over my shoulder, and his fingers made their way to the front of my bra. “I can't believe how beautiful you are.” With dexterous skill, he unhooked the golden clasp, sending my bra sliding down the surface of my skin until it hit the tiled floor at my feet.

“Cayden, I need you,” I murmured against his chest.

“Baby,” he whispered against my neck. “You have me. You know I’m yours.”

Throwing myself into him, I wrapped my arms around his neck; my mouth frantically searched for his lips. We kissed with an aching in my soul. I wanted every part of Cayden to touch me. Needed to feel the exquisite sensation of his warm skin upon mine. Desperation surged through me. My hands slid down his shirt. Gripped it. Ripped the buttons free and exposed his flesh. The buttons bounced and tapped across the tiled floor. One pinged off the glass of the shower door. My anxious fingers explored the length of his stomach until I came to his jeans. I unbuttoned them, allowing my right hand to drift lower. Cayden was fevered and firm inside my hand.

Cayden picked me up again, his lips eager against mine, his mouth moving with my mouth as his breath, warm in my mouth, found its place. Cayden’s tongue tangled deeply with mine. He never let loose of my body, shedding his jeans by stepping on the bottom edge of his right pant leg, yanking his legs free.

“Cayden,” I moaned. I stroked his manhood. “I need you so much.”

“God,” he groaned.

Cayden fondled my waist, outlining the top of my panties with his fingers. He brushed so lightly over the canvas of my skin that it sent shivers over my entire body. His hand rested for a moment on my hip before tucking fingers into the top of my waistband. Cayden grabbed the material firmly.

“Do it,” I said, placing my mouth to his.

Note: Eternal is the final in a 4-book continuing series, The Heart Of Winter. Best if read in order.
Enchanted (The Heart Of Winter, 1)

Requiem (The Heart Of Winter, 2)

Revelation (The Heart Of Winter, 3)
Eternal (The Heart Of Winter, 4)

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Friday, February 10, 2012

Guest Blogger: Anna Keraleigh

Today I'm waking up my blog out of its winter hibernation to make room for fellow Evernight author and overall awesome lady, Anna Keraleigh! Her novella Seven Days in Jade is out with Whiskey Creek Press. Check it out, and do NOT leave without reading the sexy excerpt!


Who’s up for a walk on the wild side? In my new novella, Seven Days in Jade, she is about to explore her most secret desire, another woman. After spending the last few days with her lover, Ryan, he surprises her with a trip to a nude beach and his lesbian friend Kate. Will Jade have the courage to continue? Below is a sneak peek of my new novel, part five: Share Me Saturday.


Jade is an unhappily married woman.

Ryan is a sexy Private Investigator that loves her.

He brings her secret fantasies to life, ice cream covered flesh, dominance, handcuffs and the ultimate desire of another woman. However, their wild sexcapade ends when Jade’s husband returns and their oasis returns to desert. Can they survive apart now that they have tasted true love?

These lovers have a one-week affair that will change their lives forever.


“Take off your panties.”

Jade’s look was wide-eyed and centered on Ryan.

“Please, baby.”

She bit her lip and rolled her eyes. Jade could see his erection thicken as she hid her hands under her dress. Soon black panties silently floated to the sand. She left them there as he approached. His voice was low and he ordered her to spread them. A thrill shivered up her spine. When she parted her legs, his hand slithered up her thigh. Two plump fingers plunged deep inside her. The groan was low and she squeezed her muscles tight around Ryan’s digits. “Bad boy…”

His fingers slowly retracted, moved to his lips and he sucked them clean. “I knew you’d be wet already. Well, my Jade, today you’ll have your wish…”

“Mmm.” She grinned, leaning forward. “And what wish are you referring to?”

He shifted sideways and the tiny white sign with black letters filled her vision. Her mouth dropped open, eyes scanning the area.

“A nudist beach!” he informed her while rubbing his cock through his jeans. “I have some friends who go here a lot. Since you wanted to have your pretty nipples sucked in public, I made us a plan. We play here; let them watch as I fulfill your wish and then I’d like to sink into your sweet pussy.” His tone lowered, as his lips came closer.

She was speechless for all of three seconds, then grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in for a hard quick kiss. “I…I love you.” There was this tense, almost awkward silence before he spoke, before he said the same and she could see in his eyes that he was telling the truth. He really loved her. The knowledge brought guilt and sadness to her eyes. If only they could be together. She said it, he said it, and they locked eyes. The moment was perfect.

“Hey there, Ryan!” a female voice called out, waving them over. Jade nervously approached. A long-haired blond, a little older than herself, was completely naked. Her breasts large, her nipples pink. She was sitting on a blue towel with her legs spread wide. Jade had this sudden urge to go over and finger the woman, to discover someone of the same sex.

Seven Days in Jade is only $3.99 and can be purchased here (