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.