What happened to Breeder??? #ScifiRom

A few readers have contacted me asking where they can find Breeder, the first book of the Breeder science fiction romance series .

Short answer: it’s temporarily unavailable for purchase. Breeder had been published by Loose Id and the rights have since reverted to me.  I will re-release Breeder and the other two books (Terran, Warrior) early this summer.

To be notified of it’s re-release, you can subscribe to my newsletter.

Share
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Behind the scenes: what actually happens when you a release book

You want me to do what on release day? Nooooo….

On release day, I dance to a frenetic beat, a la “Maniac” from the movie Flashdance. (See it on You Tube here)

I clear my calendar for the day and tell family I’ll be unavailable for anything. If it’s not bleeding or on fire, it doesn’t get my attention. If I had an evil day job, I would take vacation time on release day.

Before the release, I do everything I can in advance: my newsletter, my blogs, contest giveaways, even emails are written and ready to go, so that about the only thing I need to do is get the buy link out there. The only thing…ha ha ha. As soon as I have buy links, the scramble begins.

This was my task list (in prioritized order) once I had the buy link for the last month’s release of Claimed by the Cyborg:

  1. Update release day newsletter and schedule/send to subscribers
  2. Email buy links to book tour company and release week bloggers (5 people)
  3. Update links on my release day blog, my website book page, my website side bar, my email signature line
  4. Post release announcement on Facebook
  5. Tweet about release
  6. Post release photogram on Instagram
  7. Claim book on Amazon Author Central page
  8. Contact Author Central to have them link Claimed to the rest of the books in the series and link the ebook and paperback versions
  9. Claim book on BookBub Partner’s page
  10. Make book available for review on NetGalley
  11. Change bio URL on Instagram to contest page
  12. Post contest photogram on Instagram
  13. Update buy links on Instagram contest blog
  14. Develop, submit Facebook Ad
  15. Submit Amazon ad
  16. Send buy links to Delighted Reader pickup lines promotion
  17. Update remaining guest blogs with buy links and email them (14)
  18. Finalize guest blogs, update & email for Goddess Fish Book tour (10)
  19. Solicit reviews from sites requiring buy links
  20. Send follow-up newsletter

Is your release day as crazed as mine? Is there anything else that you do on release day?

My next book will be Alien Mate. Preorder March, release in April

Sneak Peek! Read chapter one here

Falsely convicted…exiled…forced to take an alien mate

Not only did my Earth government fail to protect me from the syndicate that wants me dead, they convicted me of a crime and packed me onto a ship with other female felons and sent me to a frozen primitive wasteland of a planet to become an alien’s mate. Earth needs Dakon’s minerals; Dakon is desperate for females after a catastrophe killed them off. As soon as my appeal comes, I’m outta here. I have no desire to be some barbarian’s “mail order bride,” even if he is super tall, muscular, and the chief of his tribe. Besides, he doesn’t want me either. His disappointment is written all over his chiseled alien face. His people are desperate for women, and he doesn’t like me? Well, fine! Mr. Law-and-Order would be more than disappointed if he learned what my crime was. He’d banish me into the wilderness, because that’s what they do to lawbreakers on Dakon. To stay safe, I’ll keep quiet and make the best of things until I can get back to Earth. There’s no chance I’ll fall in love with Mr. Hard-Bodied Alien and want to stay on Dakon. No way.

Share
Posted in Romance writing, Self publishing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

#8Sunday: He fought the good fight…from Claimed by the Cyborg

In this scene, former lovers March and Julietta are together. She has shown him a secret grotto in the palace, and she entices him to go skinny dipping. She is still supposed to be bonded to Naimo. The first line of dialogue is Julietta’s.

The pool was also slightly pink. Like many things on Xenia, it had a rosy cast—or perhaps his love-stricken state tinted everything.

“It’s what you Terrans call a hot spring. I’m glad you decided to join me.”

Emotions muddled together. Need, desire, guilt. Ethics? Until this trip, he’d believed they were rock solid. Get out of the pool–now.

Her toes brushed his legs; her breath kissed his wet face.

That’s all folks. That’s really all. Next week I’ll introduce a new book.

 Claimed by the Cyborg Description

March Fellows assumed he had all the time in the galaxy to pursue a relationship with Jules, an alien exchange student from Xenia, until she vanished without a trace. After years of searching, he finds his lost love on the eve of her arranged marriage.

The daughter of the Xenian emperor, Julietta never meant to fall in love with a Terran man while visiting Earth. Leaving to fulfill her responsibilities on her home planet opened up a hole in her heart that could never be filled. When March, now a cyborg, unexpectedly shows up just before she is to be bonded, she struggles to find the courage to turn him away a second time and follow through with her duty. Before she can act, the lovers are thrust into a political conspiracy that threatens the Xenian empire and their lives.

Amazon | iBooks | Kobo | Barnes & Noble 

To visit the other authors of Weekend Writing Warriors, click the logo:

Share
Posted in Weekend Writing Warriors | Tagged , , , , , | 14 Comments

Backlist to the Future: Space Cowboys & Indians by Lisa Medley #ScifiRom #SFR #TBT #B2F

Backlist to the Future is a weekly Thursday feature highlighting science fiction romances from authors’ backlists.

To be notified of future Backlist to the Future posts, you can subscribe to this blog (top of the sidebar). If you’d like to submit your book for this feature, click here to get the particulars.

 

By Lisa Medley

Every story has a genesis. Something that sparks the imagination and begins the what-if process. For Space Cowboys & Indians that spark was an NPR (National Public Radio) story I listened to in my car one morning as I was driving for my day job.

You can read the story here: When Science Beats Fiction courtesy of NPR

The gist of it is that after 10 years and 4 billion miles, a probe called Rosetta was about to harpoon a comet, and then place Philae (an exploratory lander) onto that comet. What? What? What?

Space?! Comets?! HARPOONS?!

What is this? The Wild West?

I was hooked. Of course, the writerly wheels began to spin, and I sped down the Google rabbit hole. I followed the Rosetta lander and the exploration of comet 67P. You can too. There are several stories here at NPR: http://www.npr.org/templates/search/index.php?searchinput=rosetta

You can Google Rosetta or Philae or Comet 67P and find more than you could dream of. The Rosetta Probe even has a Twitter account. https://twitter.com/ESA_Rosetta 

I incorporated a few of the real-life details into Space Cowboys & Indians, then tweaked them to my liking. Instead of a comet, my astronaut explorers are commissioned by a space profiteer intent on mining an asteroid called Amun, reportedly rich in precious metals and other resources. The first to reach the asteroid and mine its resources is sure to enjoy a financial boon that’s never been seen before opening the last frontier up the prospecting of near-Earth asteroids far surpassing to the California gold rush.

Space Cowboys & Indians blurb:

How can the chance of a lifetime go so horribly wrong?

Mining Engineer Cole Hudson signed up for NASA astronaut training, but after washing out short of getting his gold wings, he retreats to Alaska where he stakes out a gold claim. When billionaire entrepreneur Duncan Janson offers him an opportunity to join a mining team on an asteroid, Cole jumps at the chance.

But nothing is as it seems. Former NASA reject and rival classmate, Tessa Hernandez, is also a member of the team, and from the beginning of the mission test flight, things go wrong. They soon discover they’re not the only ones on the asteroid. As they try to escape, they are pulled through a wormhole and back to the early 1800s New Mexico desert where aliens and Apaches may be the least of their problems.

Book Excerpt

Roswell, New Mexico – the near future

Tessa Hernandez swirled her straw around the gin and tonic sitting on the bar top in front of her at O’Malley’s. Another Friday night in the Roswell bar—was this six or seven weeks since Janson had dragged her out of her self-imposed exile of humiliation with an offer she couldn’t refuse?

Ever since she’d been dismissed from the NASA training program, she’d been in a downward spiral. Anger issues, they’d said. Hadn’t passed the final psych eval. Even after completing the twenty-month program—she’d totally financed—they’d passed her over for promotion to astronaut. Let them try growing up with six older Hispanic brothers in a Catholic home in South Texas.

They hadn’t even seen anger issues yet.

She wasn’t sure what burned her ass the most, that she had been days away from fulfilling her dream when they’d booted her, or that they’d let her spend out before it happened.

Total toss-up.

But, now? Janson offered her a second chance. Her own personal patron saint of lost causes, it seemed.

She tipped back the tumbler and let the clear, tart drink slide down her throat.

“Want another?” Noah Wright slid up to the barstool beside her carrying a head-sized plate of greasy home-cut fries covered in cheese. His dirty blond hair feathered out beneath the ball cap, and his blue eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Sure. You buying?”

“Absolutely. Barkeep, send the lady another.” Noah gave her a crooked smile and shoved the plate of fries closer to her. “I’ll share.”

“No, thanks. You’re going to regret those tomorrow.”

“Probably. They’ll evacuate us, anyway, before we go. Might as well make ’em work for their money.”

“You’re disgusting.” Tessa smiled at him.

“I try. Besides, no way is my potentially last meal on Earth going to be space MREs.” He shoved a fistful of fries into his mouth. “Aaahve oooo sheen tha nooo ghay?”

“I had brothers—who were animals—and still, I have no idea what you just said. Swallow a few fries first, then talk.” Tessa slid her new drink closer to her and began again with the stir-and-ignore vibe she’d mastered.

Noah swallowed audibly. “I said. Have you seen the new guy?”

“No. You?”

“Heard Janson flew to Alaska and dragged him off a gold mine claim.”

“Alaska?”

“Yep. Also, heard he was in ‘The Program.’ A reject. Just like us.”

“You had better be freaking kidding me.” She laid her head down on top of her tumbler, disgusted by what she knew was coming next.

“What’s that reaction all about?” he asked, wiping cheese off his cheek.

“You got a name for this reject?” she asked, hoping against hope.

“Hudson, I think. Like the river. Can’t remember his first name.”

“Cole,” Tessa mumbled. Just as she’d feared.

“Was he in your class?”

“Briefly.”

“Reeeeally? You gonna make me drag it out of you? Spill it. If we’re going to space with this guy, I’d like to know whose hands I’m putting my life into.”

“Oh, you’re safe enough. Not dangerous. Pendejo.” Tessa sighed. “Besides, you’re on the wrong team for him to cause you any trouble.”

“Cole is gay? You’re mad because he’s gay?”

“Good God, no. He’s…”

“I’m confused. Granted, it’s a state I’m familiar with. Still. What’s your grind with this guy? Do you know why he got booted?”

Bar noise picked up behind them as the band came onto the stage. “Money problems from what I heard. But if not for that, he’d still be sleeping his way through the female recruits.”

“Ah, I see then.”

Tessa whipped around on her bar stool. “What’s that mean?”

“You had a thing for him. Am I right?”

“Not. Even. Close.”

“Okay, I give up. Clearly I have no idea what your damage is with this guy.” Noah used his last three fries to sweep the remaining cheese from his plate and then pointed them at Tessa. “Whatever it is? Let it go. This is our big shot. Those losers still in ‘The Program’…” Noah made air quotes with his fries and fingers. “They have to follow the rules. Us? We’re making the rules.”

Tessa watched as Noah licked cheese from each finger. “I think rules are the least of our worries.”

Buy on  Amazon

Lisa Medley bio

Lisa has always enjoyed reading about monsters in love and now she writes about them, because monsters need love too. She adores beasties of all sorts, fictional as well as real, and has a farm full of them in her Southwest Missouri home, including: one child, one husband, two dogs, two cats, a dozen hens, thousands of Italian bees, and a guinea pig. She may or may not keep a complete zombie apocalypse bug-out bag in her trunk at all times, including a machete. Just. In. Case.

Facebook |Twitter | Website | Lisa Medley Newsletter | Goodreads

Share
Posted in Backlist to the Future, Guest blogs | Tagged , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Cover reveal: ALIEN MATE, my next science fiction romance #SFR #SciFiRom

Falsely convicted.

Exiled to a desolate planet.

Forced to take an alien mate.

The unofficial blurb (subject to change, and it probably will)

Not only did my Earth government fail to protect me from the syndicate that wants me dead, they convicted me of a crime and packed me onto a ship with other female felons and sent me to a frozen primitive wasteland of a planet to become an alien’s mate. Earth needs Dakon’s minerals; Dakon is desperate for females after a catastrophe killed them off. As soon as my appeal comes, I’m outta here. I have no desire to be some barbarian’s “mail order bride,” even if he is super tall, muscular, and the chief of his tribe. Besides, he doesn’t want me either. His disappointment is written all over his chiseled alien face. His people are desperate for women, and he doesn’t like me? Well, fine! Mr. Law-and-Order would be more than disappointed if he learned what my crime was. He’d banish me into the wilderness, because that’s what they do to lawbreakers on Dakon. To stay safe, I’ll keep quiet and make the best of things until I can get back to Earth. There’s no chance I’ll fall in love with Mr. Hard-Bodied Alien and want to stay on Dakon. No way.

Cover by Sweet ‘N Spicy Designs

Want to read Chapter One? Click here.

Don’t want to miss the release? Subscribe to my newsletter

Preorder: March | Release: April (exact dates TBD)

#SharingIsCaring, social share buttons are located below

Share
Posted in Romance writing, Science fiction romance | Tagged , , , , , | 4 Comments

FYI for authors: updating a published book–it’s not as easy as you think…

Recently I updated Naughty Words for Nice Writers, a sex scene thesaurus I originally published  two years ago. Revising the book itself was easy; re-publishing the updated version hit some snags. I thought I’d share my experience so you’ll know what to expect if you ever update a book.

Changing the blurb, the price, the genre or keywords is a cinch; that’s not what I’m referring to. By updating I mean the content of the book itself. I wrote a lot of new material for Naughty Words, adding information to existing sections and writing brand new chapters. Also, I changed the subtitle, which necessitated redoing covers for the ebook and paperback.

I probably could have gotten a new ISBN and re-released the “2nd edition”  as a brand new book but I wanted to keep my reviews (they’re rave reviews!). I know if you release an old book with a new ISBN, Amazon Author Central can transfer the reviews, but I wasn’t sure if  they would carry over reviews from a 1st edition to a 2nd edition and didn’t want to risk it.

So: revised book, new subtitle and cover, same ISBN…

First little glitch: I went to CreateSpace to upload the new files and discovered the subtitle was locked. The title and subtitle are tied to the ISBN, and the system doesn’t allow to you change them. Eek! Fortunately, the fix was quick: I phoned CreateSpace customer service; and they changed the subtitle for me lickety split over the phone. Lesson learned: you can change your subtitle, but you’re going to have to contact customer service to do it.

Second little glitch: I uploaded my new book file and new cover to Kindle Direct Publishing and CreateSpace. When I got the email from KDP that the book had been published, I checked the listing. The old cover was still on the site. My author dashboard showed the new cover, but everyone else would see the old one! AND, the LOOK INSIDE feature wasn’t updated either. It showed the old content.  My new blurb talked about the new content, but if buyers”looked inside” at the table of contents, they would think they were looking at the old version! I phoned Amazon Author Central and they transferred my call to Kindle Direct Publishing where I spoke to a real live person in India who told me it takes 72 hours for the cover updates to show up. I didn’t fully trust him, but I had no recourse but to wait. In the end, the update took about 48 hours. Lesson learned: some updates don’t take effect immediately.

Tip: If you’re wondering how to call Author Central, you can find out in this blog post. There is no way to phone KDP directly, but Author Central will transfer the call. 🙂

Third little glitch: From having accidentally clicked on a book I’d already purchased, I knew Amazon won’t let customers buy the same ebook twice. So how could my readers of the first ebook get the updated one? I checked the Help section of KPD and found that if there are significant errors that have been corrected in an updated version, Amazon will notify customers that an updated version is available. But Naughty Words didn’t have errors–it had new content.

I emailed KDP Customer Service, explained the situation and requested they notify customers about the update.  They sent me a form response, restating their policy (that I’d already read and that didn’t address my issue) and saying that if the errors weren’t corrected in my manuscript, they would remove it from publication. What??? Freak out time. The book was live, and I’d planned to announce the launch in two days!

I replied to their email and told them they didn’t address my issue, it appeared they didn’t even read my question, and emphasized there were no errors. There was only new content. I got an email back, this one more personal (with an apology for freaking me out), and they said they’d look into sending out an update notice.

I think it was two days later that I learned that customers who had purchased the first edition of Naughty Words got their books automatically updated.

Lesson learned: I tried to do a good thing for my readers, but I almost shot myself in the foot. But I also learned that if you get the standard unhelpful form response from KDP, if you persist, you can get a personalized response.

Special note: If you want to receive whatever updates are available for any book, you have to turn on automatic updates on Amazon in “Manage Your Content and Devices.” Instructions here.

Naughty Word for Nice Writers blurb

If finding the right words for your romantic sex scene is challenging, Naughty Words for Nice Writers can help. USA Today Bestselling Author Cara Bristol has written a thesaurus for romance authors to help you find the appropriate words to make your sex scene sizzle.

Naughty Words for Nice Writers is packed with more than 2,000 usable, functional synonyms geared for romance, erotic romance, and erotica. Included are more than 50 word lists for male and female anatomy, foreplay, orgasm, kissing, sex scene locations, specific sexual acts, sexual noises, spanking terminology, and much more. The guide offers suggestions on how to write a sex scene and how to tighten your writing so it sings.

With an emphasis on verbs, this guide will help you “show” the intimacy between your characters rather than tell it. Whether you’re writing a “fade to black” scene or a graphic and explicit one, Naughty Words for Nice Writers will provide the tools.

Naughty Words on Amazon – Click Look Inside to see the updated Table of Contents 

Share
Posted in Romance writing, Self publishing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

#8Sunday: From Claimed by the Cyborg…if only she could regain what she gave away

Welcome to another installment of Claimed by the Cyborg and Weekend Writing Warriors. When we last left our star-crossed lovers, Julietta and March had said their final goodbyes. However…a lot happened after that, which I won’t tell you about because it would spoil the story. All you need to know is Julietta goes into seclusion at the Night Side Palace, and March ends up there. She has decided she wants one last night with him and plans to seduce him. The first line is hers.

“I thought we could have a bite to eat.”

Glassware, fresh flowers as close to the ones on Terra as she could find, and tapered glowsticks created an intimate tableau, reminiscent of their romantic dinners on Earth. They’d gone to small cafes where they’d scrunched in at tables so tiny they’d bumped knees. Sometimes the food had been good, occasionally it hadn’t been, but always the setting—a world of their making—and the company, had been perfect. Planetary race hadn’t mattered. They had been two people in love. One of them still was.

“All right,” he agreed with a wariness that stabbed her heart anew.

Claimed by the Cyborg Description

March Fellows assumed he had all the time in the galaxy to pursue a relationship with Jules, an alien exchange student from Xenia, until she vanished without a trace. After years of searching, he finds his lost love on the eve of her arranged marriage.

The daughter of the Xenian emperor, Julietta never meant to fall in love with a Terran man while visiting Earth. Leaving to fulfill her responsibilities on her home planet opened up a hole in her heart that could never be filled. When March, now a cyborg, unexpectedly shows up just before she is to be bonded, she struggles to find the courage to turn him away a second time and follow through with her duty. Before she can act, the lovers are thrust into a political conspiracy that threatens the Xenian empire and their lives.

Amazon | iBooks | Kobo | Barnes & Noble 

To visit the other authors of Weekend Writing Warriors, click the logo:

 

Share
Posted in Uncategorized, Weekend Writing Warriors | Tagged , , , , | 18 Comments

Backlist to the Future: Faring Soul by Tracy Cooper-Posey #ScifiRom #SFR #B2F #TBT

Backlist to the Future is a weekly Thursday feature highlighting science fiction romances from authors’ backlists.

To be notified of future Backlist to the Future posts, you can subscribe to this blog (top of the sidebar). If you’d like to submit your book for this feature, click here to get the particulars.

 

By Tracy Cooper-Posey

Faring Soul was the first science fiction romance I published, despite reading and loving science fiction since I was a teenager.  It only took me fifteen years of publishing to work up the guts to write it!  I must have done something right—Faring Soul won a SFR Galaxy Award that year.

Faring Soul blurb

Rumors emerge that Catherine Shahrazad has returned from the fringes and been seen in Federation space.  Wherever she goes, her name and her history cause civil unrest, riots and worse.  The Federation Board doesn’t want her there.  Neither do the leaders of Cadfael College, the educators and moralists of the galaxy.  No one pays any attention to the reticent navigator called Bedivere X, who pilots her ship better than she does.

The truth about Bedivere threatens the entire Federation.

His feelings for Cat might just save everyone.

This book is part of the Interspace Origins science fiction romance series:
Book 1:  Faring Soul
Book 2:  Varkan Rise
Book 3:  Cat and Company

Winner of the SFR Galaxy Award 2015

You won’t see the twist coming till it smacks you in the face. This is definitely a love story from the future. – Amazon Reader.

 Book Excerpt

Two minutes later, Catherine dropped into the navigator chair that Bedivere usually used and let out a long heavy breath. She put the hard case on the console and patted it.

Bedivere, who was sitting in the pilot’s chair, looked up from the instrumentation and grinned. The laugh lines around his warm brown eyes crinkled. “So…it went about exactly the way we expected. We’ll be in clear space in three minutes, by the way.” His brown-gold hair glowed in the light emitted from the overhead console. The warm color was nothing like the muddy color of native Shantans.

Catherine leaned back so her head was resting on the headrest and blew out another breath. “Nothing ever comes easy,” she muttered.

“You wouldn’t like it if it did.”

She rolled her head to the side and looked at him. She was too tired to smile. “Despite the rhetoric that surrounds my much-maligned past, I happen to like the quiet life.”

Bedivere sat back as she was. “Liar. If you liked it that much, you would live quietly. I don’t remember the last time you stopped to smell the roses.”

“Too much to do,” she muttered, glancing at the case.

The silence stretched and she looked at him. Bedivere was studying the case, too. He caught her gaze and looked back at the case again. “Next stop is Federation space,” he pointed out. “If you really do want a quiet life, Cat, this is the time to shut down the engines and go mute. There won’t be any going back after this.”

“Of course we’re going,” she said sharply. “I haven’t spent seventeen years scraping together every last centavo the fringes could cough up just to go live on some ball somewhere and get even older.”

“We don’t have to do this. All we’ve lost right now is time and that’s an infinite resource. If we head into Federation space, then much more than time is at stake.”

Catherine sat up. “Getting cold feet, Bedivere?”

He shook his head. “I’m worried.” His voice was very quiet. “Everything you’re doing, everything you’ve done. It’s too much.”

“Just shut up right there,” she said sharply and spun the chair to face him properly. “Look,” she added, reaching for a reasonable voice and tone. Reason would always win out with Bedivere. Logic was the supreme argument. “I have to go back to the Federation, anyway.” She touched her hair, which was liberally streaked with grey. The red that had been a rich, deep color was now faded. “You understand the therapy even better than I do. You’ve read even more widely and you never forget anything. You know that rejuvenation revives more than the cellular structure. I’ll feel young again. I won’t be this cranky old woman who has seen too much, has wrinkles on her neck and aches in the morning when she gets out of bed. After, I’ll be sweet and reasonable and even more determined to see this through.”

He looked doubtful.

Catherine grimaced. “Besides, it’s already too late.”

“It is?”

“If we stay in the fringes, the Shantans will come after us with everything they’ve got. But they won’t pursue us into Federation space and risk their membership on the Board. So we have to go there. It’s the Federation or bust.”

Bedivere considered that, then nodded. “As long as you’re not doing this for me.”

“Don’t be stupid,” she said and turned the chair back to face the console, to prep for the gate jump. “Of course I’m doing this for you. What else are partners for?”

He didn’t argue anymore, because the ship was technically a four-man crew ship, so jump prep took all their combined attention and effort. But the little smile at the corner of his mouth didn’t go away.

Buy the book:  All Bookstores.

Author bio
Tracy Cooper-Posey is an Amazon #1 Best Selling Author.  She writes romantic suspense, paranormal, urban fantasy, futuristic and science fiction romances.  She has published over 75 novels since 1999, been nominated for five CAPAs including Favourite Author, and won the Emma Darcy Award.

She turned to indie publishing in 2011. Her indie titles have been nominated four times for Book Of The Year and Byzantine Heartbreak was a 2012 winner.  Faring Soul won a SFR Galaxy Award in 2015 for “Most Intriguing Philosophical/Social Science Questions in Galaxybuilding”  She has been a national magazine editor and for a decade she taught romance writing at MacEwan University.

She is addicted to Irish Breakfast tea and chocolate, sometimes taken together. In her spare time she enjoys history, Sherlock Holmes, science fiction and ignoring her treadmill. An Australian Canadian, she lives in Edmonton, Canada with her husband, a former professional wrestler, where she moved in 1996 after meeting him on-line.
 

Website | Facebook Fiction Page | Newsletter | Amazon Author Page | Goodreads

Share
Posted in Backlist to the Future, Guest blogs | Tagged , , , , | 13 Comments

Guest Spotlight: The Velvet Chair by C.P. Mandara

tvc26

The Velvet Chair is Book One in a Dark Erotica Series called ‘Velvet Lies.’

Blurb

My name is Mark Matthews. I own half of London, and the part I don’t own, I’m working on.

Life was all going swimmingly well until Michael Redcliff entered my life, demanding that I marry his daughter. Actually, swap demand for blackmail. He’s got goods on me that I want no one else to see, so for the time being I need to be his little lapdog.

I’ll marry his daughter. I’ll give him all the status, money and power he can handle… for as long as it takes me to get a divorce. You see, I can’t renege on our little arrangement – but she can. I give her a week. One week and she’ll be screaming the place down for her legal counsel.

Excerpt – Jennifer

sexy blond in beige silk dress sitting on the black armchairMy hands were visibly shaking. Flexing my fingers repeatedly, I tried to still the tremors, but they were not to be subdued. It was hardly surprising. Today was the day I walked up the aisle and married… a monster. I was under no illusions that Mark Matthews would forgive me for what had happened, and I could hardly blame him. He’d been manipulated and sexually tortured until he could take no more, and then he’d been neatly cornered. He might have agreed to my father’s demands, but he’d come snapping and biting, feral as a wolf.

I sighed. Today was supposed to be a magical day – every little girl’s fantasy. A gigantic cathedral, a sea of flowers, a big fancy dress, and the man of my dreams. I’d imagined it would be filled with tears of happiness and protestations of love. How stupid was I?

Inhaling a shaky breath, I wondered what Mark would do with me. Having always been the sacrificial lamb in this family, today I was being sent off to the slaughterhouse. When I’d mentioned this to Michael, I’d refused to call him ‘Dad’ a long time ago, he’d laughed and told me to stop being so melodramatic. As if that made me feel any better. Dear old Dad couldn’t care less whether I lived or died, so I didn’t waste my breath trying to plead with him. All I had to do was play my part in this charade and he would be happy. I needed to keep Michael happy at all costs. The trouble was, in order to play my part, Matthews had to trust me, and I had a feeling that trying to coax that emotion out of him was going to be almost as impossible as trying to convince the Queen of England to relinquish her throne. Matthews wasn’t the sort to trust easily, and now that I had lost what little ground I had gained with him, I would be back to square one. Wrong, I thought grimly. I was going to be at least twenty stories below square one, trying to claw my way out with nothing more than my bare fingernails. Facing up to facts, I stifled a sob. The man was going to annihilate me.

Excerpt – Mark

As we pulled out of the Savoy’s car park, Jennifer was a mess. I had little sympathy for her. Each heartbeat that tore through my chest was full of fire, which spat sparks and burned like acid. I was sitting next to a traitor. My body throbbed with emotion, and not the good kind.

I had to admit the dress she’d changed into, just a tiny part of the massive trousseau that was now being shipped to my estate, was rather distracting. It was designed in a glistening oyster silk that caught the light every time she moved. It was seductive enough without the two splits that ran up the side of her thighs, and when she’d seated herself in my car, revealing a vast expanse of soft creamy flesh, my blood pressure had taken a direct hit.

My temper was already simmering in a large saucepan full of resentment, but that turned up the heat considerably. I did not want to be attracted to Redcliff’s daughter. I wanted to abhor her with all that was holy. Desire would weaken my anger, and that must not be allowed to happen. I needed to have a stern talk with my overactive libido and let it know who was boss around these parts.

Little did Miss Redcliff know, but she wouldn’t be requiring clothes for the duration of her stay. I would thoughtfully be providing her with all sorts of novel uniforms, and when she began to bore me, she could just go around naked. I’d decided to train her up to be a sex slave extraordinaire, and it was going to be an exacting and rigorous process. She’d be allowed six hours of sleep a day, and the rest of her hours would be accounted for. Cooking, cleaning, ironing, servicing me, pleasing me, attending to her own personal fitness regime, and some more ‘standard’ training sessions.

Failure to comply with her new routine would produce punishments the likes of which she had never experienced. After her first misdemeanour had been dealt with, I didn’t think there would be many more. I was in bastard-mode, and the girl was going to know about it. She had just become my property and I would deal with her however I saw fit. The mark of my ownership would be indelibly printed on her soul by the time I’d finished with her. The damn woman was going to fear the sound of my footsteps, her body would shrink away from me every time I approached her and she would learn to obey my every whisper or suffer the consequences.

My lawyer had already drawn up two sets of papers, one for an annulment and the others pertained to our divorce. It would probably take all the fun out of the arrangement if Jennifer opted for an annulment, so I didn’t intend to scare her witless in the first few days, but I fully expected the divorce papers to be completed inside of a week. I just needed to push the woman to her absolute limit, and then smash her body into the next dimension. If there was one thing I was good at, it was psychological and physical torture. Okay, so that might be two things. In any case, I’d get those papers signed, sealed, and delivered back to Michael Redcliff before the week was out. Piece of cake.

tvc30

Buy Links:

Get It On Amazon!

Enter The Giveaway:

Enter HERE

A little bit about C.P. Mandara:

aa112.jpgChristina Mandara is a USA TODAY bestselling author and tends to write dark romance with lashings of kinky naughtiness. Her favourite pastime is travelling, and if it involves sun, sea and… sand then it’s all good.

In her spare time she’s usually cuddled up with a good book, exploring the countryside or baking in the kitchen. In fact, she loves her kitchen so much she’s one of few woman who wouldn’t mind being tied to it! Her first and foremost love is writing, however, and more often than not you’ll find her on a laptop spinning tales of romance, erotica or dark, paranormal fantasies.

She’s a big fan of BDSM in all of its glorious forms, and her favourite item in the toy closet (a box simply isn’t big enough) is her riding crop.

Facebook  | Twitter | Blog | Goodreads | Amazon Author Page

Share
Posted in Guest blogs | Tagged , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

A funny story about the redo of Naughty Words for Nice Writers, romance thesaurus

In revising and updating Naughty Words for Nice Writers, A Romance Novel Thesaurus I added a dozen new chapters and 800 more synonyms, so of course the  book had to be reformatted for publication. Each “chapter” is labeled by subject.

In formatting the 2nd edition, cover designer Sweet ‘n Spicy Designs changed the chapter heading font type and size so they would stand out.

Boy howdy.

I was reviewing the new print edition and one of the first chapter headings I came across was Penis.

My first thought was, “my  God, that’s a big penis!”

Which leads to my next thought. Authors LOVED the first edition of Naughty Words for Nice Writers, but it did get one 1 star review in which the person said, “some of [the words] are too trashy and disgusting to use. Erotica is one thing, but let’s have some class!”

To which I can now respond, “Oh yeah? Well, now Naughty Words has BIG disgusting words!

(And wait until she reads the new chapter on things you find in a BDSM dungeon).

Seriously…I suspect that that reviewer does not read erotic romance, or she would not have been so shocked. There is wide breadth of synonyms in the book, from euphemisms relying on context to convey meaning to the slang terms commonly used in erotic romance. The word lists are alphabetized; I leave it up to the writer to decide which ones are nice and which ones are naughty, because it really depends on your story anyway!

Naughty Words on Amazon

Naughty Words is available in print and ebook. I highly recommend the paperback for its greater functionality. Get the paperback, and through the Matchbook program, you can get the ebook too for an additional 99 cents. It makes a great travel companion, in case you want to write while on the road.

The official blurb:

If finding the right words for your romantic sex scene is challenging, Naughty Words for Nice Writers can help. USA Today Bestselling Author Cara Bristol has written a thesaurus for romance authors to help you find the appropriate words to make your sex scene sizzle.

Naughty Words for Nice Writers is packed with more than 2,000 usable, functional synonyms geared for romance, erotic romance, and erotica. Included are more than 50 word lists for male and female anatomy, foreplay, orgasm, kissing, sex scene locations, specific sexual acts, sexual noises, spanking terminology, and much more. The guide offers suggestions on how to write a sex scene and how to tighten your writing so it sings.

With an emphasis on verbs, this guide will help you “show” the intimacy between your characters rather than tell it. Whether you’re writing a “fade to black” scene or a graphic and explicit one, Naughty Words for Nice Writers will provide the tools.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

One final thought: The previous subtitle was “A sexual and spanking thesaurus.” You’ll notice that spanking has been removed from the subtitle in the 2nd edition. Spanking is still in the book! I changed subtitle to make the book more marketable to wider romance-writing audience.

Share
Posted in Romance writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments