Friday, April 27, 2012

I'm Back!

It's been a grueling year. I spent the last several months taking care of a critically ill parent, but I"m pleased to be back to writing. Musa Publishing has been wonderful to me. We've reworked my my released schedule and starting in September I will again be releasing a new Songs of Sappho story every month.

September's story will be Sophie's Lament. This is taking the place of Winter Companion which has been bumped back due to it being a Christmas story. In October A Lady Never Tells will debut, followed by The Goddess Pact in November and Winter Companion in December.

It feels so good to be back reading and writing. In fact, I need to finish up Sophie's Lament this weekend so I get it in to the editor and cover artist.

Peace, Love, and Joy to all.


Sunday, October 23, 2011

And the award goes to...

Sebrina! I'll have the review coordinator send you your copy of Lily in Bloom.  Hope everyone had fun with the blog hop. I really enjoyed meeting other authors. I can be a little shy, so don't be afraid to poke me if you see me on facebook or around twitter. I'm probably just lurking in the shadows wishing I could join in.

I'm pleased to announce that My Lady's Service is now available from Musa. I really hope people are willing to give f/f romance a try.

Thank you for all the wonderful comments.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Welcome to the party

Musa Publishing is celebrating the one year anniversary of their Aurora Regency imprint. While I don't write regency romances, I do write historicals so I jumped on in the blog hop. You can win stuff from them and stuff from me. It's super easy. 

To win a free copy of Lily in Bloom, all you have to do is follow my blog and then leave a comment. In this comment you must declare that you are at least 18 years of age. Lily is an erotic romance. Make sure you tell me how to contact you if you win your copy.

To participate in the full blog hop, make sure and follow the official rules.

1) TOUR STARTS: Saturday October 15th
THIS TOUR ENDS: October 22nd, at Midnight (PST)

Final Celebration August 22th 7pm -11pm (EST) at Two Lips Reviews Chat

***Individual Winners from Authors contests will be drawn and posted October 23rd on their individual sites***
1) Prizes at individual Blogs are completely at the discretion of the individual authors and are not in association with Musa Publishing and its prize system.  To enter the Contest on any given blog you must follow their contest rules and objectives.
2) By commenting on any blog on the tour the participant is agreeing to these rules and policies.
3) All prize winners will be chosen randomly using Random Line Picker.

To go to the next blog, just click the banner at the end of this post. If you jumped into the blog hop somewhere in the middle, you can click the banner at the beginning of this post to go to the Aurora Regency blog.

Good luck!

Friday, October 7, 2011

Lily is Blooming today

Lily in Bloom debuted today.  I'm a little too nervous to be coherent. How about I just let Lily speak for herself. Here is a tiny exerpt:

I protested again, but made no move to escape her loving assault. She abandoned my right breast, trailing kisses across my chest to move to my neglected left one. Her hand nudged my hips until I raised them enough for her to slide down my pantalettes. She brushed her fingers through my puff of curls. Her fingers delved deeper, sliding between my thighs to touch my aching slit. I trembled at the touch. No one had ever caressed me there. I hadn't even dared touch myself that way.
"Oh, Lily. My sweet Lily." She stroked my slit and groaned. "You're so very wet, darling. Let me pleasure you.
I'd never been so sopping wet in my life. Juice trickled down my slit to wet the crevice of my bottom. She slid a finger into me and her thumb brushed against my nub. I couldn't answer, could barely even breathe. I just clutched at her wonderful soft hair and pressed against those long fingers of hers.
 A second finger pressed inside. I cried out at the pressure. She had found something in me, a secret place that when she stroked it, ignited my body on fire. I writhed with the joy of it. She increased the pace of her fingers, moving them in and out like a man's cock, all the while making frantic movements with her thumb against my nub.

To read the full story for just 99 cents, visit HERE.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Another yummy snippet?

Why yes, I think it is time. Musa Publishing has finally launched. My first story won't be out until October 7th, but they have some great books on their site. So yes, time for a tasty tidbit. I got the final cover art for my November release, Songs of Sappho 3: A Sweet Revenge.   Lady Hammersly (Helen) finds comfort –and perhaps the love she has always longed for - when her errant spouse’s cousin Jane comes to visit. Helen is ready for a change. She knows she wants more from life than simply doing good works and trying to redeem the family honor after her husband’s public infidelity with his mistress. What she really wants is Jane, her husband’s cousin. She wants Jane in her bed and in her life forever. But does she have the courage to claim the life she wants?


"I want you. I’ll take you any way I can have you.” Helen untied her robe and let it slip to the floor.

The pale blue silken nightgown shimmered in the firelight, almost too ephemeral to be clothing. It was whisper thin and she wore nothing underneath. Helen could clearly see the outline of her nipples. She held out her hand for Jane and led her over to the bed. Words were unnecessary at this point. They had talked and talked over the last few weeks. Now they had a new way to communicate.

She placed Jane’s hand on her breast, to let her feel her wildly leaping heart, to feel the longing there. Jane lingered on the breast, cupping the weight and brushing her thumb over the nipple, which pebbled becoming more sensitive with each stroke. Tenderly Jane kissed the pulse at the base of Helen’s throat.

Helen took Jane into her arms for a lover’s kiss. There was none of the earlier exploration but pure hunger. She wanted, needed Jane to feel how urgent her desire was and poured everything into that kiss with mouth and hands, thrusting her fingers into the feathery chestnut curls surrounding her like a halo.

The silk gown warmed under her frantic caresses until Jane broke it off to step back and draw the gown over her head, baring her body to Helen’s gaze. Firelight kissed every smooth curve. She was petite but full figured, with plump firm breasts and high, dusky nipples. Her belly rounded beautifully to a shapely bottom. At the apex of her thighs, a dark nest of curls glistened.

Helen was glad to banish her own gown, exposing herself to Jane’s view. She wasn’t a great beauty, but having children had not diminished her attractions. Instead, her slender frame had filled out and she thought looked the better for the extra flesh. Her own breasts were heavier and looser, large and soft with nipples like ripe berries. The curls hiding her womanhood were thick and as golden as the hair on her head.

When she had first come to the marriage bed, Helen was bashful. But now there was none of the shyness left. Jane made her feel beautiful, just with the way she looked at her and touched her. She hoped Jane was aware how beautiful she was to her. Helen kissed her face, the dimples, her delicate brows, tracing the curve of Jane’s cheek until she buried her face against her neck.

Check back soon for most tasty tidbits and links to buy the whole story. Have a fabulous weekend.


Tuesday, September 27, 2011

More excerpts

Song of Sappho 2, My Lady's Service will be released October 14th. When Lady Kate's parents make a match for her, she is horrified to discover that her new bridegroom is very rich and very old. The only person who can calm her fears is her maid, Hannah. Hannah sets out to teach her young mistress how to pleasure herself , but receives more in return than she ever expected.

Excerpt: An excitement uncoiled from Kate’s belly, spreading through her veins like the intoxication of too much champagne. Her limbs felt heavy and yet energized. Her breathing increased. Hannah was feeling it as well, her shapely lips remained parted. They were both enjoying this too much.
First one leg and then the other. Hannah took her time, finding every knot, every muscle. Kate’s breasts seemed to swell within the corset, straining for release. As she breathed harder, her hard nipples rubbed the fabric. She fought the urge to take one out and touch the softness there.
Kate wanted to touch herself, to reach between her legs and stroke the silky dark curls. No, she wanted Hannah to touch her with those clever fingers of hers. Feeling the dampness pooling between her thighs, Kate shifted, letting her legs fall ever so slightly apart.
“My corset.” Her voice sounded thick, far away.
She moved to the edge of her chair, hands on knees to allow Hannah access to her back. Hannah stroked her neck, slipping Kate’s dark curtain of hair around to the front before opening the corset.
Able to take a full breath, Kate inhaled sweet air. The pounding in her blood only increased. She hunched her shoulders, shrugging out of the loosened corset.

Clad only in her chemisette, Kate left her hips on the edge of the chair but leaned back against the cushions of the dressing chair. She was glad to be wearing the French lace trimmed with contrasting ribbon. The midnight blue silk was luxurious and so complimentary against her pale skin. She wanted Hannah to look her fill, aware her nipples were clearly visibly over the tops of the fabric. She parted her legs further, and looking boldly at Hannah’s flushed face she held out a hand.
The little maid was breathing just as hard as her mistress. She took Kate’s hand and walked back around to kneel again at her feet. Kate stroked the girl’s glossy hair. She had never really touched another woman’s hair. It wasn’t greasy like the hair of a gentleman with its pomades and oils, but silky and clean as her own.
Emboldened now, Hannah stroked Kate’s legs, from calf to thigh and up past the lacy hem of her chemisette. Kate bit back a moan. She must be quiet, must not let anyone come looking for them and interrupt this unexpected pleasure. Thank goodness she had locked her door.
Hannah caressed the fragile skin at the juncture of Kate's thighs , carefully avoiding the dark curls. Everywhere Hannah’s hands touched a tingle of awareness remained, lingering on Kate’s belly and hips, until she began to squirm.
“Please,” Kate whispered. “Oh, please. Yes. Touch me.”

Song of Sappho 2: My Lady's Service, Oct. 14th from Musa Publishing

Thursday, September 22, 2011

New Cover Art

Musa will launch very soon. I'm excited to be a part of this great company. My editor has been amazing to work with and just take a look at the gorgeous cover art to the right. I think it perfect captures the mood of these stories. Hard to believe how far this series has come from the day I sent an email to the head editor suggest a series of Victorian f/f erotica.

The first story is Lily in Bloom. Lovely widow Lily Winslow isn't happy with her life. She longs for travel and adventure, but lacks the courage to leave her brother's home.  Her brother wants her to marry a local squire, but Lily never liked being married. She especially disliked sharing her husband's bed and believes herself frigid.  When Lily discovers a mutual attraction to her brother's governess, Emmaline, she undertakes a sensual journey which will bring all her dreams within reach.


Oh, Lily, I'm sorry. I took your attention." Emmaline caught my hand, then sucked my finger into her mouth.

The world stopped for me.

Everything fell away except the hot wetness of her mouth around my finger. She held it thus. Slowly she slid it past her plump lips. "Better?" she whispered.

I could only nod. An unspoken longing rose in me to feel those lips again. Not the hard demanding lips of a man, but the tender velvet of a woman's. Barely aware of what I was doing, I leaned forward ever so slightly.  Emmaline must have understood, for she met me halfway, brushing my lips with hers. They were as caressing on my mouth as they had been against my finger, more so, for she delicately feathered her lips back and forth. I experimented with her. I'd never been afforded a kiss like this and caught the back of her neck with my hand, unwilling to let her go.

Her tongue licked along the seam of my mouth and taking her meaning, I opened to let her in. Her invading tongue twined about mine in a sensuous dance. Out tongues mated, playing first in my mouth and then in hers.

I never thought I could enjoy intimate contact that way. I had believed my husband that I was frigid for that was how he made me feel. Cold. Frozen. Under her tender touch I warmed back to life.

I've no idea how long we kissed, but I didn't draw away until I became aware of her hands moving about my body. I broke off in surprise as her hand found my breast. I could feel the warmth and pressure through my gown. Her thumb brushed back and forth across my nipple which grew harder until it strained against the cotton as if seeking her flesh.

"We shouldn't." My words came out slurred and hoarse. I sounded drunk, felt drunk, intoxicated by the sensations.

"Let me, Lily," she whispered, her mouth wet against mine. Her tongue came out to flick my lower lip.
With a groan, I sunk my mouth back against hers. Her hand slipped inside my bodice, giving that greedy breast the touch it desired. Long clever fingers caught my nipple, pulling and twisting it.  Her hand moved from one aching breast to the other.

I sunk my hands into her hair in unbearable excitement. Her braid loosened and fell onto her shoulder, thick and soft, so very soft. Her attention to my breast grew rougher, but it was glorious. I never wanted her to stop.

Lily in Bloom, Coming October 7th from Musa Publishing.