Chamber of eXtasy

Previous Release - A. J. Llewelyn - Romeo and Julius

2011-08-01T10:59:00.001-05:00

Romeo Quiles has accepted a job online in lush and sunny Kauai. However, upon his arrival in the Hawaiian Islands, he discovers the job is a scam. The company that hired him has emptied his bank accounts and he must scramble to either return home to Cupertino, California, and certain unemployment, or to give paradise a chance.

He’s thrilled when he lands another job, ironically at the same resort hotel used by the scam artists to lure him to Hawaii. Except that Romeo’s fallen for hotter than hot Julius who just took on the job Romeo wanted—and he’s not a very nice boss. To top it off, there’s secrets. Secrets galore. There’s ancient fire knife dancing, mysterious chants and an old blind man Romeo comes to cherish, but love rips at his heart. Can Romeo and Julius break the curse that separates them? Or will they wind up apart?

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Previous Release - Mark Alders - The Hood of Justice

2011-07-25T10:52:00.000-05:00

Rookie police officer Casey Watson is dedicated to his job, works long hours and tries to make a difference within his district fighting crime. He is a can-do man, keen and eager to keep the city safe at night. Together, with his rough and tough work partner and good buddy, Bruce O’Connell, they make a great team.

Casey also has a magical foreskin.

When he cock docks with any perpetrator, when his foreskin tingles to let him know the criminal he has apprehended is guilty, the magic within his amazing foreskin makes any man tell the truth. What’s more, they forget how and why they told as soon as Casey climaxes, too.

But if anyone finds out about his foreskin’s abilities, he could be suspended, kicked off the force at the worst. Can Casey continue to perform his duties while using his foreskins abilities? Or will he have to reveal his secret to not only protect himself but Bruce as well?

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Previous Release - Stephani Hecht - Riley's Regret

2011-07-18T10:56:00.002-05:00

Hawk shifter Colin has been mentoring Eagle shifter Riley for several months now. Because Eagle shifters are so rare, Riley is constantly in danger of being captured and forced into slavery, so Colin has his hands full with training Riley to be a halfway decent soldier, protecting the younger man from their enemies and trying to fight the growing attraction they have for one another. Then Colin discovers a bigger threat to Riley, more dangerous than all the others. Riley can’t run away from this threat since it comes from within him. Will Colin be able to save Riley from himself, or will the Eagle be lost to his own internal demons?

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Previous Release - J.L McCale - Finding Flesh

2011-07-11T10:04:00.001-05:00

Conrad lost his love once. Ever since, he has waited for her to be reincarnated so he can have a second chance. A hundred years has passed since he held Elaine. He only has one more month before he can make her his bride. Unfortunately, renegade vampires hope to cripple the elders by killing their mates before they can be turned. Now that Conrad is so close, will he finally have his chance at love or will it be ripped away from him a second time?

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Previous Release - Charlie Richards - Werewolf at the Zoo

2011-07-04T09:58:00.001-05:00

Helping his brother escape the zoo, Rainy discovers more than just an array of animals.

Rainy scouts the zoo, planning a mission to rescue his brother, who’d been sold by poachers while in wolf form. He gets a whiff of the most intoxicating scent, the man Travis Carlyle, his mate. But he quickly finds out that before he can claim the handsome veterinarian, Rainy has to convince Travis that he’s worth coming out of the closet for.

Travis leads a quiet, discreet life, avoiding any situation that could possibly out him to his family. After so many years alone, Travis finds the love, affection, and acceptance Rainy offers him too hard to resist. But just when he decides Rainy might be worth the persecution of revealing his sexuality, he discovers Rainy has been keeping secrets, a lot of secrets: Werewolves, Shifters, Mates? When he watches a shift with his own eyes, Travis is forced to accept the truth.

Too bad not everyone wants Travis to know the wolves’ secrets, tossing him into a feud between shifters. When Travis’s father tries to come between them, can Rainy convince Travis to choose a dangerous, love-filled life with him instead of the comfortable, quiet existence he’s led with his family?

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Previous Release - Robin Badillo - The Betrayal

2011-06-27T09:54:00.002-05:00

Jason Craft is a vampire on a mission. Destroy the last of the rogue vampires he’s been enlisted to hunt and he’ll be released from a century old vow made to his creator. Freedom from his obligation is so close he can taste it.

Jazmine Fabré has spent the last fifteen years caring for her adopted younger brother, a vampire with autism, who was attacked and turned by her very own sire. All she wants is justice on his behalf and as fate would have it, Jazmine’s sire is next on Jason’s hit list.

Thrown together on a mission to hunt him down, they find more than they bargained for on their quest…they find each other. As the hunt heats up, they soon discover how hard it is to take down an enemy when they don’t know who it really is.

Will hidden secrets and betrayal destroy them before they have a chance start a life? Or were their lives fated for separate paths all along?

Hunting can be a dangerous sport when the prey has all the ammunition.

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Previous Releases - Annie Alvarez - Boi Toi

2011-06-20T09:51:00.001-05:00

When Julia, a power-femme, betrays McKenna, Lexi, pulls out all the stops to help heal McKenna’s broken heart. A party, a strap-on, cock worship and orgasm control is only the beginning of McKenna’s evening. Can Lexi convince her to become her new boi toi?

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Previous Releases - Allistar Parker - A Jack & Jill Invitation

2011-06-13T09:50:00.000-05:00

Of all the crazy things to happen, you never expect to find your neighbor staring at you while you are enjoying the delicate and intimate art of Jilling, but when a one night stand notices her neighbor watching them make love and the neighbor admits to watching her pleasuring herself, she wants revenge.

As a happy coincidence, Jennie happens upon a Jack and Jill club. Figuring that having a crowd watch him as he jacks off would be ample revenge, she offers Tommy redemption if he complies. Still infatuated with Jill, he has no choice but to go along.…but the club holds more surprises than revenge.

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Oldies, but goodies - Celine Chatillon - A Middle Class Existence

2011-05-06T00:03:00.001-05:00

When Riki’s "perfect world" is threatened she embarks on a plan of vengeance to take back what is hers from her husband's ex-boss, Morgan Fahr. She soon discovers that she revels in the feelings of power she has over men like Fahr, through casual sex, and seeks it out with a shady lawyer as well. But as her simple blackmail plot spirals out of control, Riki begins to realize the only way out… could lead to murder.

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Excerpt:

“What is a nice girl like you doing in a racket like this?” He sat beside me as I straightened up and tucked the wad into my back jeans pocket.

“Making a living like everyone else, I guess.” I crossed my legs to remove a spike-heeled sandal. “Everybody got to eat. Everybody got to breathe. Everybody got to fuck now and then, too.”

A dark cloud traversed his features, but the storm quickly passed. He leaned back on the bed and folded his arms beneath his head, watching me unzip my pants with unadulterated lust.

“You shouldn’t use such crude terms. You’re much too young and pretty to be talking like a sailor. You remind me of somebody… somebody I met once. Now, who could it be?” I shimmied out of my jeans, carefully folded them, and placed them by my jacket. Could he have remembered me from a company picnic? Or maybe those few times I actually came by the factory in the middle of the day to talk to Daniel about the kids? Did I have enough guts to bluff my way out of this situation if he did place my face and name together?

I turned around, facing him, and took a deep breath, filling out my black, lacy B-cup as much as possible as I peeled off my top. “Your Sunday school teacher perhaps?”

His gaze dropped below my chin. It worked. I wouldn’t have to worry about him studying my face too much. The man was going to explode if he didn’t get off soon.

He chuckled. “More like the little red-headed girl I snuck out of Sunday School with to make-out behind her father’s barn. Come on over here.”

Oldies, but goodies - Paula Calloway - A Cry in the Night

2011-04-29T00:03:00.002-05:00

Long before man knew of their existence, a bond formed which allowed Vampires to protect the Bitten and destroy the Beast so the Were and Humans survived.

His bitten beloved turned Beast and murdered by a cold Hunter, Talen continues as a Gatherer. When a Bitten stirs his heart, moves his soul and ignites his blood, he fears a repeat of the past, but fate tightens his grip.

Liana longed for someone who would love all of her, plumpness included. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine something like the handsome boss her company stuck her with.

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Excerpt

He lowered her hand, held her palm over his heart and tilted his head. His gaze roved her beautiful face. “I will never deny love. Nor you.”

Her fingers caressed his chest. “You’re one of the gifted in that you still portray the traits of the living with warm flesh, a heartbeat, consumption and walks in the sun. Lift me to the counter and give me your word.”

Eager to oblige, Talen cupped her ass and effortlessly slid her up his body. “I will forever provide those gifts for you, my sweet.” The wrap of her legs around his waist welcomed, he set her on the counter and wedged his hips between her silky thighs. “You have my promise and my word.” He stared into her eyes while the bob of his shaft brushed across her succulent clit. “Please?”

The demanding hunger in his gaze countered by the gentle pleading of his voice, Mireille uttered a soft laugh. “You place such power over you in my hands yet wield the ability to overturn any choice I make with a simple look or caress.”

He framed her face with his hands and winked. “I hope such never changes.”

“You have my promise. Seal it with a kiss and take me.”

“With pleasure.” Talen claimed her mouth with intense passion and glided his tongue along hers with insatiable hunger. His body thrummed. He tugged down on her shoulders and slid her backside forward. A thrust between her fleshy thighs buried his unyielding hardness deep inside her snug passage. Hungry need pulsed through his veins. Raw inner velvet walls swallowed his entire cock. A backward fling of her head broke their kiss.

Mireille sucked in a breath. “Fill me, Talen.”

“You only need ask, my beloved.” He captured her face between his palms and adored her euphoric expression. His dynamic plunges heightened her until her body rocked with uncontrolled shudders.

She clutched his biceps. “Let me…breathe!”

Slowed sexual strokes, now deep and steady, granted Talen time to rein in his desire. “Anything you ask is yours, my lady.” His lips embraced hers in a brief, yet soft caress of love.

Mireille met his gaze. “You’re a good man, Talen.”

Her shifted hips coaxed and he needed no other invite. His dynamic plunge spread the walls of her pussy to accommodate his thick length.

Oldies, but goodies - Beverly Rae - Fool Me Twice

2011-04-22T00:03:00.001-05:00

Jane Riggins, like all the other women working at Barton Enterprises, secretly lusts after the very sexy, very wealthy Brandon Barton, but believes she has no chance with him. When she meets cute and likable Charlie Hinderman, she sets her sights on the mediocre salesman, giving up her dreams about the debonair Brandon. But Brandon’s finally noticed her, even as her two best friends rig the charity event drawing, making sure one of them will win a date with the billionaire.

With Charlie’s help, she double crosses her friends’ scheme. But fate—or is it magic?—steps in when she wins the drawing and is whisked away on a romantic midnight date with her former fantasy man, Brandon. Jane, torn by her attraction to both Brandon and Charlie, can’t understand why the two men seem so much alike. From their smoldering eyes to the black stone necklace they wear, each man drives her crazy—emotionally and sexually. When she finds out they’re the same man, she has to decide. Does she love the illusion of Charlie more than the reality of Brandon?

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Oldies, but goodies - James Hagerty

2011-04-15T00:03:00.001-05:00

Hubert O'Halloran goes from timid biology professor to slave master in the sleazy subculture of 1960's San Diego. From the lowest of lows, Hubert climbs the social ladder of aberrant gay sex and intrigue within the secrets of a very wealthy, famous gay family.

Warning: Fully equipped dungeon, medieval rack

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Oldies, but goodies - Evelyn Star

2011-04-08T00:03:00.001-05:00

Family histories are tricky. Debi knows that. What seems to be the truth isn’t always. And what’s a girl supposed to do when truth and perception collide? When they both center on the one man who’s supposed to be her bitterest enemy? The one man who turns out to be the only man for her?

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Oldies, but goodies - Amy O'Connor - Moon Illusion

2011-04-01T00:03:00.001-05:00

Nate Moore’s business card may as well have read, “Randy Werewolf: Out for a Good Time.” Then he met Gina, a self-confessed, quietly boring woman. He didn’t have any choice; destiny was involved. So it was simple – all he had to do was convince her he really did understand the definition of ‘commitment’, save her from her scheming stepfather, sweet talk her into his bed, and… oh, yeah… explain about how he was a werewolf, and she was more than just a tasty midnight snack. Easy!

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Oldies, but goodies - Amy O'Connor - Vampire's Pet

2011-03-25T00:03:00.002-05:00

For a bored vampire, a charity ‘service’ auction seems as good a place as any to pick up his next meal. For Gwyneth Reilly, unwilling participant, it’s all horribly embarrassing. Being sold? Ewww.

But how bad could it possibly be? After all, it was only dinner with a handsome stranger. Nothing else! The way he kept nuzzling at her neck may have been a little strange, but Gwyneth certainly didn’t realise that she was slated to be the main course!

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Oldies, but goodies - Morgan Hawke - Hungry Spirits

2011-03-18T00:03:00.001-05:00

Kentoku is heir to a corporate empire, and the only one in his family aware that a very active spirit walks the hallways of his ancestral home. Keiko is a feisty young university student with an unusual spiritual talent -- the ability to feel ghosts as though they were flesh. Ryudo is an ancient samurai guardian spirit to an old and respected family, grown powerful in the modern era.

An invitation to tea becomes a seduction that binds all three together in a web of desire, appetites, and secrets.

Alas, they are not alone in the dark. There are those among the living, and the dead, who would bind them to their service.

Willing, or not.

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Oldies, but goodies - Morgan Hawke

2011-03-11T00:03:00.004-06:00

Bryn did not discover that the snow on the mountain road was too deep for her car until her Saturn slid into a snow bank and stalled. An hour later, an oncoming the driver of an SUV spots her and stops. The passenger side window buzzed down and a familiar Hollywood face smiles at her with snapping black eyes. His hair was almost pure silver and hung over his shoulder in a long tail pulled back from his broad and handsome brow.

"Having a bit of trouble, are we?" His accent was rich with European tones.

And so Bryn Savage begins a whirlwind sensual adventure involving some of Hollywood’s hottest vampires and just a dash of kinky sex…

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Oldies, but goodies - Amanda M. Holt - Reaper 3

2011-02-28T00:03:00.000-06:00

Reaper 3 - Evil Among Us

ISBN: 978-1-55487-291-6
Flame Rating: 5 Flames
Cover Artist: Martine Jardin
Release Date: 05/15/2009
Genre: Series, Paranormal, Contemporary, Horror, Thriller, Shapeshifter

Samantha Bennet, the angel-human hybrid, encounters a villain against whom she is helpless—Lust, an immoral woman who exudes a pheromone that places Samantha under her complete control. Samantha feels that she truly loves this strange woman and would do anything for her—until she wakes up the next day and realizes she had been forced into her first Sapphic encounter.

Officer Neal, Samantha's boyfriend, remains unaware that she is the Reaper, the vigilante the law has sworn to bring to justice. His kiss is redeeming, his blazing touch brands Samantha, reminding her she is his possession, Lust or no Lust.

Somewhere in the city is the artist responsible for promoting images of the Reaper. Samantha is shocked to learn the delicate girl possesses another strange power beyond her gifted sight—the ability to drain the life force. When clairvoyant predictions ring true, Samantha encounters more than she bargained for. Especially after an orchestrated attack leaves Samantha vulnerable and injured.

Will she survive the wrath of the righteous warriors? Can she heal from the holy fire that cuts through her armor and sears her very human flesh? Are the accusations true? Is Samantha truly a creature borne of darkness or is she endorsed by Heaven?

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The Romance Radio Presents...RM Sotera

2011-02-18T14:00:00.000-06:00

RM Sotera and I discuss her writing and the three books in the “Dirty” series: Dirty Dancer, Dirty Deed and Dirty Valkyrie. Her ability to create a world where vampires exist alongside of Norse Gods is exemplary. Each of her books can be read as a stand-alone volume, but, for the absolute best experience, I highly suggest you read them in order (as above).

While each of her books include characters from the others, a different protagonist takes center stage in each. These are a fun read, highly entertaining and the mix of mythos makes these stories wonderfully creative. When a good author mixes it up with her favorite paranormal characters, you are in for a real treat.

MP3 Audio link - http://rrn.me/f1JL5t
Dirty Dancer- http://rrn.me/fKvTtZ
Dirty Deed – http://rrn.me/eNslJa
Dirty Valkyrie – http://rrn.me/eqexgh

RM Sotera’s Blog – http://rmsotera.wordpress.com/
RM Sotera’s Web Site – http://www.rmsotera.com/

Oldies, but goodies - Amanda M. Holt - Reaper 2

2011-02-14T00:03:00.001-06:00

Reaper 2 - Villains and Allies

ISBN: 978-1-55487-252-7
Flame Rating: 5 Flames
Cover Artist: Martine Jardin
Release Date: March 15, 2009
Genre: Dark Fantasy, Paranormal, Contemporary, Horror, Shapeshifte

Love is brewing for Sam and Neil, but her dark side keeps things just at bay and commitment out of reach. When a simple weapon penetrates her armor and opens a nasty wound, Sam turns to the only source of help, the woman who offered her solace. A surprise photo hits the front page and the public is divided between support and outrage. With Phil now knowing her secret and Angela offering guidance and healing, Sam continues fighting everything in herself when forced to lie to the one man she cares most about. Just how much should she reveal to her lover and will he run if she does?

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Oldies, but goodies - Amanda M. Holt - Reaper

2011-02-07T17:04:00.001-06:00

Reaper - The Beginning

ISBN: 978-55487-225-1
Flame Rating: 5 Flames
Cover Artist: Martine Jardin
Release Date: January 19, 2009
Genre: Paranormal, Dark Fantasy, Horror, Shapeshifter, Demons, Angel

WARNING: This book contains content that may offend some readers.

By day, Samantha Bennet is many things—sister, daughter, friend, lover, associate, officer of the law… But by night, she is something—and someone—quite different. She is a Reaper, a vigilante Nephalim, an angel-human hybrid who has the soul of a human and the partial power of a Fallen angel.

By night she walks the streets of the City stalking her criminal quarry, using her supernatural abilities to make victims of those who would prey upon society’s innocent. Her dark half craves the blood of sinners, it is in that blood price levied against their crimes that she finds the strength to do what she must—seek out her destiny for the good of mankind.

When at a tender age Samantha is brutally attacked by three men, her latent supernatural abilities manifest for the first time. In anger, she hunts them down and dispatches of them in one bloody showdown after another. Years later as a police officer, she struggles to balance her duty as an upholder of the law with her calling as a vigilante of the night.

Complicating her life is the passion that she finds in the arms of a co-worker. Can she afford to fall in love with a fellow officer of the law, a man who might stumble onto the truth about her dual nature? Is Samantha a serial killer preying on monsters with human faces or is she a monster herself? Is she a plague upon mankind if her actions are endorsed by Heaven?

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OLDIES, BUT GOODIES - THE DRAKHORN TABOO II

2011-01-31T12:49:00.001-06:00

The Drakhom Taboo II
© Copyright Celia Jade
All Rights Reserved, eXtasy Books

Flame Rating: 4 Flames

Pages: 42
Cover Artist: Martine Jardin
Genre: Romance, Paranormal, Contemporary, Vampire, Fantasy Ganmes

Excerpt:

“Do not waste your time with me, Devon. I’m not interested in your propositions—particularly the second.” She stood and gave him a curt smile. “To be honest, you are not my type.” Bianca walked out of the restaurant with as much poise as she could muster under the circumstances. She’d taken only a dozen or so steps when a firm hand grasped her upper arm.

“Bianca, hold on a minute.”

She turned and met his ebony gaze, her heart beating out an erratic pattern. There was no denying the man affected her.

“I didn’t mean to offend you. Look, you’re not my type either…but I want you. At least I can admit it,” he said in a thick voice.

She extricated her arm from his grip. Her blood was rushing through her body like an electric current. Yes, she wanted him, too. One night of unbridled sex would get the emotional build up out of her system. “Really? And what is your type, Devon Slane?” she purred, oblivious to the crowd that parted and walked around them.

A corner of his mouth lifted. “I normally stick to my kind.”

“Ah, the Drakhom kind. I had a feeling. Well…you’ve just confirmed that you really are not my type.”

“Why is that, Bianca? Do you prefer tamer men?”

Oh, he knows how to press my buttons. She smiled and placed her finger on the lapel of his jacket, pleased to hear his breath shift. “You couldn’t handle me,” she said softly. Mischief flickered in his eyes and he chuckled. His fingers caught a lock of her hair and twirled it, sending a frisson through her.

“We are a challenge to each other. You’d like to humble me and I’d like to have my way with you…release your fire. But I intimidate you.”

The velvety timbre of his voice provoked her dangerously. She tilted her head back to meet his gaze directly. “You’re so sure of yourself.”

He grinned. “Take me down a few pegs, Bianca. If you can.”

Her gaze fell to his mouth and she had the urge to erase its smugness with a wicked kiss. She rose on tiptoes and brought her lips within two inches of his. “Damn you, devil,” she murmured before turning around to hail a cab. She heard his low chuckle as she slid into the backseat and forced herself to look ahead.

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OLDIES, BUT GOODIES - THE DRAKHORN TABOO

2011-01-24T00:03:00.001-06:00

The Drakhorn Taboo
© Copyright Celia Jade
All Rights Reserved, eXtasy Books

Flame Rating: 4 Flames
Pages: 36
Cover Artist: Martine Jardin
Genre: Paranormal, Vampire, Drakhorn, Romance, Fantasy Games, Fantasy

Excerpt:

Tanton Manning was damned if he let a woman like Kate simply walk out of his life. Within ten minutes of their first meeting, he knew he wanted her as sure as the sun rose in the east. Intelligent and feminine, late twenties or so, with looks any man would die for. Hair as smooth as silk…the kind of dark blonde that would be the color of honey if it were a shade darker. Arresting eyes—twin pools of sea-green and long lashes. A straight, delicate nose and deep pink lips so voluptuous they appeared bee-stung. Her heart-shaped face and perfect skin glowed with health. Although she was no taller than five-six or so, her womanly figure made impact, from her shapely legs and leanly curved hips, to her small waist and generous breasts…more than a handful.

She’d worked in his company for four days and each day he’d gone home physically aroused and frustrated. She had started the fire in his flesh and she’d put it out.

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OLDIES, BUT GOODIES - CAPTURED

2011-01-17T00:03:00.001-06:00

Captured
© Copyright Celia Jade
All Rights Reserved, eXtasy Books

ISBN: 978-1-55487-379-1
Pages: 166
Flame Rating: 3 Flames
Cover Artist: Martine Jardin
Release Date: August, 2006
Genre: Historical Romance

Excerpt:

His words shocked her. What a callous rogue he was! She pushed at his chest with her free hand but he didn’t budge. Lord, he was built like a rock! Her heart beat madly and she felt her legs weaken again. “How forward of you! You have no manners--no respect at all!” she finally managed to blurt out.

“Apologize!” he insisted, pulling her close. “Look at me, Miss Marquez,” he ordered, pronouncing her family name with mocking dislike.

She unwillingly looked at him, meeting his furious glare while tears pricked at her eyes. Once again he had managed to frustrate and humiliate her.

Alina regretted her recklessness. She should have known better than to poke at the beast. Or had she goaded him on purpose--hoping to get some sort of passionate reaction from him? She closed her eyes at the thought. Impossible. She wasn’t like that. Didn’t even like the man. She swallowed with difficulty because her throat had gone dry. “I--I apologize for what I said…I just want my family to know I’m alive.”

His expression softened a fraction and his grip slackened. “Yes, well, like I explained from the start, that will happen soon enough. You must learn not to be so stubborn.”

She raised her chin defensively but chose to remain silent.

Ramon stared thoughtfully into her eyes for a moment and then his gaze moved over her tense face, stopping at her mouth which was just as inviting now as it had been last night.

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OLDIES, BUT GOODIES - HER WARRIOR LORD

2011-01-10T00:03:00.005-06:00

Her Warrior Lord
© Copyright Celia Jade
All Rights Reserved, eXtasy Books

ISBN: 1-55410-820-9
Pages: 250
Flame Rating: 4 Flames
Cover Artist: Angela Waters
Release Date: December 1, 2007
Genre: Fantasy Romance

Excerpt:

"It seems as if you've lost your way, young lady," said a voice from somewhere.

Kyla gasped and looked nervously about but saw no one. "Who's there?" she called out anxiously.

From behind a thick tree appeared a man with long black hair and an angled face that was strangely charming. Kyla swallowed nervously and took in his long, black coat that covered what seemed like a sinewy frame. He stepped over a thick root with his black boots and came up alongside the horse to peer up at her. She was taken aback by the blackness of his eyes and a mouth that seemed oddly wide. And it grew even wider when he grinned.

"Now how did you come this way?" he asked in a gruff voice.

Kyla was perturbed by his odd look but thankful that at least he was human--well, looked human. She cleared her throat. "I meant to go to Gosforth. Unfortunately we encountered a snake on the way and my horse got spooked and ran straight into this forest," she explained, hoping the man would show her the way out.

He clasped his hands before him. "Snakes. Such nasty creatures, aren't they?" he said in a nonchalant way that made Kyla more wary of him.

"Could you--would you mind showing me the way out of here?" she asked, almost holding her breath for his response.

The man took a step forward and placed a hand on her leg. "Now why would I do that, my dear?" he replied as Kyla gasped and stared into his eyes, which had turned blood-red and her scream caught in her throat before she lost all consciousness.

She came to some minutes later and found herself tied to the trunk of a tree. The man reappeared right before her making her cry out in fear. But he wasn't a man anymore. She stared into the face of a horrible wolf-like creature with red eyes, a rough beard and two protruding fangs on its lower jaw.

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Author spotlight with Annette Shelley

2011-01-03T00:03:00.001-06:00

Hello Annette and welcome.

Tell us, what has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
For years, I would have various kinds of jobs, but I would not keep them for more than about three years at a time. I’m the kind of person that once I understand something, I need to move on. Despite my years working for newspapers, magazines, etc., I only began calling myself writer a few years ago. I went to my first Romance Writers of America convention and I couldn’t believe that there were other people like me with multiple interests and I felt more at home there than any place ever. I now write full time and I know this is the one career I will never leave because within the confides of fiction writing, I can live out all my fantasies and be whoever I want for however long I like. It’s the greatest feeling in the world!

I know the readers are curious. How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
No doubt I am a panster all the way! I write like I read. I get a thrill out of seeing what will happen to the characters so if I know in advance, it spoils all my fun. I made myself attend one plotting session to see how it worked and I still never completed the project I offered to that group. My philosophy is to entertain myself first and then hopefully others will like it, too.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
A great book has characters who we cheer for, tons of intricate mysterious details that all get neatly resolved in the end.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
Don’t give up! If you have the dream, work on it. You won’t become great overnight. It’s all part of the journey. In college, I had the opportunity to become editor-in-chief of my college newspaper because I was a great businessperson and the paper was in a financial mess. The problem was I couldn’t string more than a few sentences together at a time and I was responsible for writing two editorial columns per week. My staff taught me how to do that on the job, and today, to think the girl of so few words has written over thirty books and novels now is amazing. I worked really hard and still do. I only began writing fiction three years ago and I love it because it is so challenging for me. I’ve had to completely relearn how I was taught to write, but with every project, I believe I’m learning more and growing, and that is what life is about. I love it and I have so appreciated everyone at eXtasy Books! They have the best editors I’ve had the honor to work with so far.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.
My non-fiction name is Shelley Kaehr (www.shelleykaehr.com) and I am a real-life past-life regression therapist and energy healer. I get a lot of my sci-fi/horror material from my clients and some of the places I’ve lectured in that capacity. One of the best was when I was invited to present at the Roswell International UFO Festival. I rode on the Alien Autopsy float. What a kick! Many of these experiences will be trickling out into my work at some time or another.

What are you working on now?
My next one is a story based on the Hermit card in the Major Arcana of the Tarot for eXtasy Books. I’m writing a vampire, only this guy doesn’t drink blood because he isn’t from Earth! Stay tuned to find out!

Who is your favorite all-time author?
No doubt—Dean Koontz. I think he is a master storyteller who seems to continually work on his craft. A lot of the big names break in and don’t seem to refine themselves anymore. We all have to follow rules to get in, but even Koontz’s later works reflect that he is keeping up with the current trends in fiction writing. Plus as a fan of the macabre and the spooky, I love his stuff!

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
You would think as much dating as I’ve done over the years this should be easy for me, but it isn’t. I find it challenging to come up with new ways to describe body parts, etc. I am pleased to say that I no longer wonder what my parents will think when they read it. They’ve read all my books so far and I know they’ve read other racy material so it doesn’t faze them.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
I enjoy writing across genres under both pen names and my non-fiction name. I think it’s because I have a sort of ADHD *LOL J* or curiosity about things. When I first decided to write fiction full time,, I wrote everything from Sci-Fi, Western, Romance, Paranormal, etc. to get a feeling for what I enjoy writing. I don’t think you know what you like until you do it. Now I’ve found several characters I really enjoy and who I wouldn’t mind spending more time with in series formats. Among my favorites are my Sci-Fi characters in my forthcoming 2012 series. They’re from Venus and I will be doing a lot more with them over the years. I think of my fiction as an art form so it’s important for me to express my artistic self in the areas I love the most. Life is supposed to be enjoyed and I am doing just that.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
Since I decided to do fiction full time, I expect myself to produce material or edit material every day. The fact is, sometimes that doesn’t happen. I’ve come to understand that stories are born, especially for a panster like me. I believe I work on stories in the deep part of my subconscious mind even when I’m doing the dishes or working out at the gym. All things come in their time so I give myself a break and know that as long as I understand what the deadline is, I will get it done. If there are breaks along the way, so be it.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
Yes, I am a hypnotherapist/past-life regression therapist and also write books on the healing properties and lore of gemstones.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Thank you for reading books! I’ve come to believe that fiction allows us all to escape from the real world and enter into unknown places. By doing so, I think it helps us solve our problems, rest, regroup and gain the perspective that all things are possible in our lives, no matter what struggles we may face. None of that would happen without the readers so I thank you so much for supporting the artistic endeavors of writers.

Visit Annette online at www.annetteshelley.com

Author spotlight with C.R. Moss

2010-12-27T00:03:00.001-06:00

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
Learn the craft! This means grammar, characterization, plot, etc., all the good things that go into a story. You might be able to tell a good story, but if you can’t write it by showing what the characters are doing/feeling, your writing career won’t go anywhere. Get involved in a critique partnership/group. Learn the non-creative side of the business as well. Be prepared.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.
I used to crew for a balloon pilot.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
It’s a tossup between Anne Rice and Stephen King.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
Sometimes they’re easy, other times they’re hard. For me, it depends upon the story and the mood of the characters. In one story I worked on, my hero and heroine were supposed to have a threesome with another character and then my hero decided he didn’t want anyone else but him to touch his girl. We were at a stalemate and the story went on hold until he stopped having a hissy fit.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
I’m able to get paid doing what I love.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
To date, my favorite Extasy Books story is The Redeemer found in The Mystics. The one I’ve had the most fun writing so far is Dirty Little Trip in my Dirty Little series of books that follows scrumptious, bad boy demon, Ash.
Readers can find C.R. Moss at www.crmoss.net

Author spotlight with Courtney Breazile

2010-12-22T00:03:00.001-06:00

Courtney, what has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
Everything I have read. I have always loved books and all the enjoyment I found in them since I was a child, I wanted to create and share with others. Every time I read a great book, I thought about how much I wanted to write something like that.

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
So excited and scared. I didn’t know how I was going to get out of my shyness to be able to advertise myself and put myself out there.

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
I am definitely a pantser. I usually sit down with a vague plot line and a great opening scene in my head, but no real idea of where I am going. I really like the story to flow and not feel like I am stuck with an idea I already came up with.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
It makes you want to ignore everything around you just so you can finish it! I do that often, just ask my family.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
The best piece of advice I have ever gotten, and use quite a bit is, when you’re stuck, go back, re-read what you have written and figure out where you deviated from the book you were intending to write.
It works for me, I would recommend it to others.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
Oh yes, and they are my little secret…

What influences your writing? And why?
I am influenced by a lot of things. What I read, what I watch, my dreams and sometimes just what I hear from people around me. I often look at people or situations and think of how it would look in a story. I don’t think I am ever not getting ideas and storing them in my head for later.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.
Okay this is kind of funny but…I have never mowed the lawn! Seriously, I was a spoiled child I guess. I never mowed the lawn and never lived without a man to do it for me. I plan to keep it that way, a small but very attainable life goal I think.

What are you working on now?
Right now I am working on edits for the third book in the Immortal Council Series and also something new I am not quite ready to announce.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
I don’t have a favorite, there are so many that I love. One that stands out that I have loved for a long time is Stephen King. I love horror.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
It depends, some are easy and some are more difficult. It depends on how much personal experience I have to relate to the scene.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
There is always romance behind my stories, but I have written historical, horror, urban fantasy and contemporary. I write whatever feels good at the time. I like not being bound to one particular genre.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
On a tropical beach, always on a tropical beach.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
I try and force out words sometimes, just to see if I can get the flow going. If that doesn’t work, I read over what I have written or I get away from it and take a break. Sometimes start writing something else.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
I have a degree in elementary education and teach preschool.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
Knowing that I am doing what I have wanted to do since I was a kid, knowing that I am not one of those people who sit back and say I could do that or I want to someday, I am doing it and that feels great.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
My favorite story so far is Keeping Blood, the second in my Immortal Council Series. I absolutely love the characters in it and how it really created the series. I started writing it first, then went back and wrote Blood Visions, the first in the series.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
I take notes when I am beginning a story on the character. I picture them in my head and go from there. Setting is the same, I feel like the books play out as a movie in my head as I write.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Visit Courtney at: www.courtneybreazile.com

Author spotlight with Regan Taylor

2010-12-13T00:03:00.001-06:00

Hello Regan,
Tell us, what has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
Having a vivid imagination. My own every day life is pretty staid. I like it that way. I'm not big on needless drama and constant adrenaline rushes. But I do like the idea of going to other times and places. Reading is one avenue for accomplishing that and writing takes me every further.

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
Stunned. Utterly and completely stunned. It wasn't anything I ever saw myself doing.

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
Dreamer—most of my books come from my dreams. I have vivid dreams, often lucid dreams and write them down as soon as I wake from them. I've studied dream work since high school and have trained myself to wake up immediately after a dream and to write it down. Since I started writing, I dream the next scene for most of my books. So does that make me a dreamster?

What makes a book great in your eyes?
Three dimensional characters, solid research, being able to transport me into the story so I feel like I'm part of it.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
You know, even after, ummm, let's see, five years since my first book was published, I still feel like a beginning.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
I'm human, what do you think?

What influences your writing? And why?
My dreams, my day to day life.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.
I take classes like normal people go to movies.

What are you working on now?
With All Dispatch.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
Alexander Dumas.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
Painfully so.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
Most of my books are time travels so that seems to put me in several genres within the same book. I do like books—and writing—with reincarnation and dream themes.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
Right where I am—in my living room with my cats.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
Writer's block? Knock wood, never had it.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
I'm a legal secretary.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
I can decide what the ending should be.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
Traveling Bride—which hasn't been sold yet. The Thrill is Gone—it's my fantasy of what my life should have been.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
The characters tell me who they are and what they see.
Okay, at the risk of sounding crazy and going back to my other career—I was a therapist for awhile although I guess I still am because it's not really something you resign from. While completing my masters, Jung was my icon, my hoped for arrival point as a therapist. I believe when we say our characters speak to us that they are in fact parts of ourselves. They say most of us use 10% of our mental capacity. I believe authors have found a way to use at least part of that other 90% and that’s where those fascinating characters come from. They are parts of our psyche and if we listen to that inner voice, we know what makes a good story.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Happy reading.

http://regantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/

Author Spotlight with Blak Rayne

2010-12-06T05:23:00.000-06:00

Hi Blak and welcome!
Tell us, how did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
Excited and happy all in the same breathe, and I suppose there was a little fear of the unknown mixed in there.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
A great book maintains solid characters who aren’t impervious to change and an interesting secret helps as well.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
Smoking. I quit a long time ago, but I still get the urge to light up. The main character in the novel I’m currently writing is fighting with the same bad habit.

What are you working on now?
The story has a surreal futuristic setting. The main character, a bounty hunter, is asked by a close friend to assist with a murder investigation and stop a black market slave trade smuggling ring, while at the same time struggling with his feelings for his latest bounty. All I can reveal, it there are several stories within a story and a secret or two.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
I find them fairly easy as long as I’m in the mood. When I write, my moods shift from character to character, taking into account how they’re feeling during that particular scene.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
I’ve always written in several different because I find where one lacks or inhibits me another will allow me to release my full imagination.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
It gives me a chance to share my personal experiences, thoughts, feelings and opinions with the reader.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
Almost every character I’ve ever created is loosely based on someone I know. This can include my own personality traits or who I’d like to be. And it’s the same set of rules for the settings in my stories, most are again loosely based on places I’m familiar with and the odd time somewhere I’ve dreamt of traveling too.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
If anything I’ve written causes someone to pause for a thought, made them laugh or cry, or even made them angry, then as far as I’m concerned I’ve accomplished what I set out to do. Emotions are a powerful tool and when the reader feels as the characters do then the book has succeeded to entertain and perhaps even enlighten. I appreciate feedback so please don’t hesitate to drop me a line at http://www.blakraynebooks.com/ or at any of my other links listed in the website. Thanks!

Character spotlight with Reeve From Devotion

2010-11-29T05:23:00.001-06:00

Author: “Hello, my name’s Blak Rayne and I’m the author of a soon to be released novel titled Devotion. This is the first of two parts. It will be available for sale through Extasy Books and here’s the link(s) http://www.blakraynebooks.com/ or http://www.extasybooks.com/ where it can be purchased.”

Character: “Bestseller, babe, bestseller! You have to be confident!”

Author: “I’m so sorry for that untimely outburst. One of my characters is here with me as well and I guess he feels a need to be involved. Oh lovely…and I can see he’s drinking this morning.”

Interviewer: **Makes a failed attempt at cutting in on the conversation**

Character: “Only two, I swear!”

Author: “Anyway, I guess now’s as good a time as any to introduce you to Reeve Taylor. Go ahead, Reeve, knock yourself out.”

Interviewer: **Sighs loudly, giving up and holds the microphone closer to the cowboy**
Reeve: “Much appreciated, babe.” **Grabs Interviewer’s wrist, so the mike is even closer** “As my author already established, I’m Reeve Taylor and one of the central characters in her novel Devotion. I’m six foot six, sexy and balling the other male lead, Slade, blind. And is he hot! Ha ha! Well he is, trust me. I work for one of the world’s larger military bases we call Zone Zero. I went into training right after my father found out I was a homosexual and booted my ass out the door.” **Stops to swirl the ice cubes in glass**

Interviewer: “What makes you special? What differentiates you from your kind? Do you have special abilities?”
Reeve: “What makes me special you ask…well I thought that was obvious? I’m a sniper by trade–and a damned good one, actually the best in my world. I carry a big ass rifle called a Villarus 5000X, I’m hot–and if it’s not too bold, I’m incredible in bed! Would that be classified as a special ability?” **Laughs and points at lover’s abashed face** “Oh and you know it, sweet cheeks! There see he’s blushing! I am a god!”

Interviewer: “Tell me about your most current adventure.
Reeve: “Coping with Slade’s secret. I was sent away on assignment and ever since I’ve returned things have been real shitty.” **Pauses to emotionally regroup and suck back another mouthful of rye** “Sorry, I’d prefer not to talk about it right now and I don’t want to hurt the other half. He’s quite sensitive. And I’ve had a couple of drinks this morning and there’s certain things I won’t discuss when I’ve been drinking. I suggest you read an excerpt of the book my author has inserted at www.blakraynebooks.com on the Bookshelf Tab. The book’s due out on September 1-2010.”

Interviewer: “If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?”
Reeve: “Blak, babe, stop sniffing the glue–just teasing! Here’s my advice, she knows how much everyone loves my character and the relationship I have with Slade, so I wish she’d seriously consider writing a sequel.” **Taps mike** “Did you hear me, Blak?” **Writer pretends to ignore**

Interviewer: Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
Reeve: “I think so, for the most part. Okay that’s not really true. I’d love more exposure and I don’t think my character’s been written to its fullest potential yet. All right, I admit, I’m just an honest guy who’s got a few skeletons in the closet, but I never fail to get in trouble, and with my trusty sidekick and my undeniably witty sense of humour it’s a winning combination.” **Pauses to refill glass** “I want people to experience more of me—if that’s not to arrogant sounding. I want them to read the book and walk away with a sense that they need more. Popular! That’s it! I want to be every reader’s fantasy!” **Laughs**

Interviewer: “Does your author ever try to take over the story? And how do you deal with it?”
Reeve: “Of course she does, she’s the author, but there’s no talking to the woman when she goes off on a tangent. So that’s when I sneak off, ingest a stiff drink and try to ball Slade.”

Interviewer: “Is humor important? Why or why not?”
**Loudly laughs** “Sorry I’m still in stitches from the last question. Hell yeah I think humour is important! It’s the key to survival in my book, literally speaking, and it makes for awesome entertainment. Plus Slade doesn’t have a sense of humour, so I have to compensate some how. Okay…now he’s glaring at me.”

Interviewer: “Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?”
Reeve: “Not really, but for the significant other it is.” **Chokes** “Sorry about that, I disappeared for a second there. Slade just elbowed me and I spilt my drink. To be honest, I don’t embarrass that easily and personally I don’t give a shit what anybody thinks. I just say whatever leaps to mind. I’m an affectionate person so the verbal sharing thing comes quite naturally for me.”

Interviewer: “Is there a message you want to get across in this interview?”
Reeve: “Drinking is not the only answer, sex helps.”

Interviewer: “What does your significant other think about your adventures? And how do they deal with it? Do you ever ask your significant other for advice?”
Reeve: “More like misadventures and he wasn’t too thrilled with any of them. I guess he coped as best as he could. My forte is guns. I’m the one the government calls in to do their dirty work. It isn’t pleasant blowing people’s heads off, but I get paid well and someone has to do it. I don’t normally ask Slade for advice, actually I don’t usually ask anyone for advice because I might appear weak and I’d hate like hell to shatter my image.”

Interviewer: “Have you ever lost control?”
Reeve: “If you mean temper wise–shit yeah! And it was so bad I nearly killed the guy. As for anything else, I have developed a bit of a drinking problem…the only other thing I can think of is sex, but we won’t discuss that here. Is this interview over?

Interviewer responds: “Not quite, I’ve got just one more.”
Reeve: “Okay, well make it fast, because my rye’s gone warm and Slade’s giving me the look.”

Interviewer: “What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?”
Reeve: “In a word whipping cream…” **Roars with laughter**

Author spotlight with Melody Lane

2010-11-15T05:23:00.004-06:00

Hi Melody!
Thanks for joining us, today. Tell us, how did you feel when you got your first publishing contract? Ecstatic! I had self-published a few times, but that first real contract where you don’t have to pay out any money is stellar!

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter? A little bit of both. I try to do an outline as to what I want to achieve with the story—beginning, middle, end. It may change along the way as I love the freedom of writing. There isn’t a better feeling than being at a part in your book where you can just let your fingers fly over the keyboard…the dialogue, the sex, the emotion, the action. You know what you want to accomplish and can do it while having fun!

What makes a book great in your eyes? The plot, the characters, the pacing. I’m a reader who is bored with too much description of the outside of the house or someone’s clothes. I also don’t like slow pacing. I’m a believer in keeping it moving.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer? If it is truly your dream, don’t give up. Keep trying. When I look at my early writing, I see many mistakes. I have learned so much over the years. Continuous quality improvement are words to live by.

Do you have any guilty pleasures? Thinking of my favorite rock stars and actors make the romantic lead easy to write…especially the love scenes. I also have trouble turning down a good margarita, girly martini or fruity white wine. And if you tell me you have an airplane ticket to just about anywhere, I’m there with you. Are you ready to go?

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write? They were hard for me to write in the beginning because I had never planned on being a romance writer. But with a little genre studying, a little dreaming…and a little wine as I thought about some hot men…it has gotten easier.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it? I’ve been a registered nurse for many years working in a variety of settings. Since I have always enjoyed the medical field, I will be having books come out with a bit of medical in them. Can’t help it. Write what you know and all that.

http://www.melodylanebooks.com

Character spotlight with Ann Raina’s, Eric

2010-11-08T05:23:00.001-06:00

Hello Eric, thanks for joining us this afternoon. It’s very kind of you to share some time with me before…
Hey, lady, I’m always kind. You should know that. Haven’t I seen you last week at the farm?

Oh, no, you must be mistaken. *blushes* I would never…
I’m quite sure, lady. Who could forget those…

Wait a minute. Why not get started with the interview, okay? Tell me a bit about you.
*points his finger at her* If that’s what you want. I’m Eric Bletchley, one of the main characters of Ann Raina’s No Fool: An Undercover Mission that came out in August this year at eXtasy Books. If you want to have a closer look, check it here: I’m the experienced guy at the wellness farm of Lady Summerston. Means, I’m already there when that guy Matthew comes in, totally unaware of what he has to expect. I show him around, you know, and tell him about his duties. We become friends. Later in the story, we have some fun at a bar.

Fun? What kind of fun?
Uh, well… I’m a known charmer and no woman can deny me. That evening in the bar, some guys weren’t so happy about me trying to flirt with their girlfriends. Things got rough and…you know, punches flew and Matt had a real good time showing off with his fighting talents.

You say, he got you out of the bar.
Alive, yes.

That makes me wonder: What are your special abilities?
I’m not a fighter, lady, I’m a lover. Look at me. I’m six foot four, muscled, young, got a great face, good manners—all of Lady Summerston’s boys have to have good manners or we wouldn’t work there—and not to forget my black hair, paired with green eyes. Besides that, I can flow with the rhythm. Whatever the woman wants—with me, she’ll get it.

And what is your part in the adventure?
Matt doesn’t understand the undercurrent that exists in a group of men. He doesn’t know nil about competition, distrust and the fear of being exposed to the laughter of others. At the wellness farm, all men fulfill the dreams of women, but they don’t want to tell the world about their job. I’m sure you understand that. It was my task to help Matt get acquainted with the other boys.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Hell, give me a greater part! It’s Matthew here and Matthew there, and I get only the small scenes. That’s disappointing. I want her to write another story and give me the main part.

Do you like how people perceive you?
Yes! Yes! Though I admit that it is more important to me how women perceive me. It’s a wonderful push of ego to learn that women choose you for a night, a day, a week to show off with you. It makes me feel great. I love my job.

Is there a message you want to get across in this interview?
Sure. Women, take whatever you want. If you want soft love, make sure you get it. And if you’re the rough type, don’t hesitate to ask for that, too. I’m so sick of women who always hide their sexual wishes because they are afraid of what their friends would say about them. What about you? Did you tell your friends you were here?

I really like your enthusiasm.
I’m the enthusiast in person, yes.

What was the least interesting thing that has ever happened to you?
Lady, do you have to ask this? Once, a woman took me to the opera. Yes, she wanted to show off, but can you imagine me to live through three hours of singing and even more singing? God, I was bored to death and still had to smile and be good company.

If you could pull your author into your world, what do you think would happen to her?
*smiles broadly* First, I would recommendate to never attend the opera. Sorry, just a joke. Second, I bet that she would liberate herself and ask the right questions to reach fulfillment. In everything. Every time. I would personally take care of her if she wanted me.

If you had the chance to meet another character, who would it be and why?
Another character? Hum, that beautiful woman that Matthew gets in the end. Yes, I’m almost jealous that she voted for him and not for me. Matt’s much smaller. He can hide behind me, y’know. She’s a classy woman, intelligent, strong in mind. Thinking about it—I don’t know if I could handle her. She gives me the impression of a woman who likes to be in command.

And that is something you don’t want?
Come on, didn’t you check out the dungeon last week? Ha, I knew you did! I’ve been down there many times. And if you’re bound, the woman’s in command. Bet on it.

Tell us what it’s like to spend a day with you.
That depends if I’m alone or with a woman. If I’m alone, I go to the gym for three hours, training. My body’s a fine-tuned machine that needs exercise every day. After that, I’ll have lunch and go for a swim or take my bike. Lady Summerston doesn’t want us to be in town alone. She always thinks that her precious boys could get molested or something. So I spend much time on the premises. In the evening, there will be a woman on my list. I take her out to a restaurant or… Last week, I had a really nice lady who wanted to ride a motorcycle with me. Hell, that was fun! She was about fifty and had never ridden a bike before. She enjoyed it immensely. And I did, too.

What’s the oddest thing you’ve seen or done?
That’s a long list, lady! The one thing was painful, really painful. A lady chose me and lost control. Since that happened in the dungeon, you can imagine how I looked afterwards.

Tell us about the lady.
No, hell, no! She’s a kind of evil creature I want to forget. Most of the ladies are nice and kind, even if they live out their fantasies which include my body. I’m not shy, I’m open for any kind of game, but that one woman… Matt avenged me. That was a good feeling.

Thanks, Eric, for that insight. Is there a question you wish I had asked but didn’t?
*Looks her deep in the eyes* Aw, yes. You can ask me if I’m free for tonight. And the answer is…

Eric, I have a boyfriend.
Lynn, I’ve had many, many women, and I never told their husbands or boyfriends about what we did. I won’t change that principle.

*Takes a deep breath* Thank you for the interview, Eric, and have a good night.

Author spotlight with Kelly Jacobs

2010-11-01T05:23:00.001-05:00

Hi Kelly and welcome!
What has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
I think being a self-professed 90s kid was the big deal. In the 90s, we had this thing called the animation renaissance. We got the best cartoons the world had ever seen, and with most of the artist and writers among us, it instilled a belief that it was our duty to equal that beauty and imaginative quality of those works.

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
Because of the current recession (let’s not kid ourselves, it’s an economic depression with a smiley face sticker), my heart jumped for joy! Like so many people my age who got robbed of all of the promises for the future we had been raised with, this was a glimmer of light in a dark cave.

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
Texan. Maybe pantser. I start with a decade, and a singular character I like the idea of, and apply the story around that character.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
The ability to learn and feel from it. All the schmaltzy schlock that news anchors and celebrities in the world pile into pages just to sell a cheesy book is what’s killing the writer’s job. Those books have no feeling, or depth.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
Research all options, even strange and non-traditional ones, investigate new genres, and never give up. Did we surrender at the Alamo, no! The Mexican empire won, but only by default. (all the Texians died)

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
I don’t do anything I’d feel guilty about, like stealing. If it’s something like fudge or real Virginia ham, why would I feel guilty? My hips, my body, my rules. My ham, don’t touch.

What influences your writing? And why?
A desire to teach, and help others by any means necessary.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.
I don’t care for coconut. It’s not the flavor, but the texture.

What are you working on now?
Whatever the editor and boss say to. (I bow before Tina and Jay) Seriously, a new and soon to be finished gay (m/m), regency era romance, set during the Texas revolution.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
Herman Melville, or R.L. Stine. What? I’m a 90s kid, I can like Stine if I want.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
Only ones that are forced from the author, ones that I don’t care about.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
Over the grave of Jimmy Hoffa, or the grave of Genghis Khan. Just so we’d know where to dig.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
Bourbon, and staring at a picture of the Kiowa war chief Sitting Bear, and Walt Disney. I hate Disney so much. Happy now?

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
Embalming.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
If you have ever learned something from my books, that’s my reward.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Don’t touch my ham, kidding—do what is right, even if it is hard, even if you do it alone. Do what is right.

Author spotlight with Kelly Jacob’s, Tom

2010-10-25T05:23:00.001-05:00

Hi! I’m Tom, and I’m in a book. I think this is where the rest of the group stands up and groans hi Tom. No? Okay. I was born in Texas, not south Oklahoma, and I joined the Marines a few years ago. When I lost my leg I was put in a German hospital, where I met the cutest guy. His name is Jake, and he’s just... wow.

Do you have special abilities?
Well, I’m gay and I don’t know any show tunes, I don’t have anything with glitter on it, oh, and I can field strip an AR15 in 20 seconds. Does that count?

Tell me about your most current adventure.
Let’s see, Kelly had this early Texas, Alamo thing she’s working on. It sounds kind of neat, but I heard she’s going to have buffalo in it. I clean up goat mess on a regular basis, but a buffalo? She is way too patient.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Stop being so serious. Really, Kelly, when I said Adam Lambert was making me hot, I saw you turn the AC down. God, she is so literal, I told her it was chilly outside, and she got a bowl and some crackers.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
I had a reader come up to me and ask me about saving money, like I’m some kind of econo-guru. She was really sweet, but Kelly put a little too much detail in the book. Aside from that, all of the readers have been super-supportive.

Does your author ever try to take over the story? And how do you deal with it?
Kelly is well meaning, but every now and then I just wanna smack her. Kidding, only kidding. She could kick my butt.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
It’s not difficult in a private sense, but with Janie around, and the way a lot of people see me and Jake, it can get frustrating.

What is the most interesting thing that has happened to you?
Aside from getting my leg blown off, and the court battle? Maybe this time when me and Jake were hiking in the woods, and, well... take a guest.

Is there a message you want to get across in this interview?
Not really, but as for Kelly, can you say preachy? I was at her place last week, and she gave me a guide to canning with jars. We get it, girl. God, she’s so cheap.

If you could time travel, where would you go?
The fifties or the forties. I love the cars, the food, the decor, and that old rock and roll. Like with Screamin’ Jay Hawkins, Little Richard, and Chuck Berry. Not so much with the politics of the time, but I’d try to fix what I could.

What has been your all time favorite question from another character?
I really wasn’t asked a lot, but being fiction based, we non-existent characters get to meet so many other characters. Did you know Daffy really hated Bugs, learned to smoke cigars from Groucho, and was Jewish? Pretty cool, huh?

What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?
Defiantly my first time with Jake, it’s all in the book.

Is there a question you wish I had asked but didn’t?
I wish I would have asked Tina if they had chorizo, cabrito or regular food in Canada. We went to visit her, and there were ketchup flavored chips, no jalapenos, and gravy on the French fires. It was surreal.

What are your opinions on Jake?
He’s my world, without him, I’d be alone, and depressed, and without barbeque. God, that man can smoke meat.

What are the pros and cons to being a gay?
The pro is that we can wear anything we want, and help out straight guys with meeting girls. The con is, well, we’re in Texas.

How does one become a cool uncle?
The real trick is to just do some things that parents won’t do but keep it within reason. A sip of beer or wine is okay, a jug is not. Let them curse at your place when the parents are out, let them hold your cigar in front of their friends while you go get a beer, and teach them something cool, like guitar playing, or how to play poker. One of Jake’s cousin’s sons came over, and Jake taught him how to pick up a girl. I was surprised he knew how.

Describe your best kill. Why was it the best?
[n/a] After the military, I was done with that. Let’s not talk about it.

What makes being with a virgin the best sexual experience?
Jake was just so innocent and sweet the first time. Have you ever held a scarred kitten, it was like that, but with bodily fluids.

Character spotlight with Gwen Campbell’s, Jarek

2010-10-18T05:23:00.001-05:00

Welcome to eXtasy Books. My name’s Jarek and I’ll be your host today, heh, heh. By the way, I like your hair like that. It looks…sultry. Anyway, back to business. I’m the lead male character in Gwen Campbell’s The Muse. If you like what you read below and you’re interested in more, you can buy my book at
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What makes you special?
What makes me special? To be honest, I’m having a hard time answering that. In my time (about five-hundred years from now) art has become the new demigod. I’m a model you see. For a time I was popular and in demand. Then I got older and my looks became unfashionable. Oh I still dreamed about modeling contracts, but my day job (I’m a dock foreman) built up too much muscle. That ruined any boyish beauty I might have once had. The artist who discovered me thinks I’m special though. She’s a terrific lady. I hope she’ll be my lady, one day.

Anyway, despite life’s ups and downs, I’m a confident guy. I believe in myself. My friends are guys of good character and we have a good time together. I believe in my artist, too. Now there’s a lady life’s thrown a few curves at.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
Sometimes life just hands you a pile of luck, you know? That’s what happened to me. For some reason I still can’t understand, a master artist picked me out in a crowded bar. I didn’t even recognize her at first. When I saw her, I was blown away by her soft curves and that gorgeous red hair of hers. Staying professional was hard when she asked me to strip down for her and pose—at her place, not the bar. I’ll let Gwen tell you about it…
   “Are you ready to begin?” Calla asked after a time. She smiled at him gently.
   “Yes,” Jarek nodded firmly. “How would you have me pose, Master?”
   “Nothing so grand yet, Jarek.” Calla waved her hand and grinned. “Not today anyway. If I may, I’d like to see what I have to work with, then I’ll spend some time thinking about how best to portray those admirable qualities that drew me to you.” She couldn’t be sure but she thought he blushed. “If you are ready, please remove your shirt.”
   She watched to see how readily or how awkwardly he’d obey. She’d asked about his experience in an effort to carry on a conversation with this stranger but also to find out if he had any legitimate modeling experience. If he’d know how to pose or arrange his body when asked, how to hold a pose without becoming fatigued. She’d been shocked to learn he’d had not one but several bad experiences and from the sounds of it, he hadn’t done much work since. She wondered if he was past them.
   Jarek hesitated for only a second, then he stood and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt.
   Calla stood and started to move around him, giving him a wide berth so he wouldn’t feel crowded. “I will observe your torso from every angle, Jarek,” she told him calmly and matter-of-factly. “Your torso and your face.”
   “Not my—?”
   “I will not need to see your genitals unless I am going to paint them, Jarek,” she explained quickly. “I am not ready to paint you yet and asking you to display yourself before then would be a misuse of your trust.”
   His gaze lifted to hers and tracked her movement as she moved to his side. He felt something pass between them. Perhaps it was the trust she spoke of. Jarek’s expression said he felt confident and beautiful. Straightening his shoulders, he undid the rest of his buttons slowly and with obvious deliberation, then let his sturdy linen shirt slip off his back.
   Calla had to work hard not to gasp. Jarek’s shoulders were indeed a sensual delight, broad, sculpted and striated and his skin shimmered with golden warmth in the midday light. His shirt fell past his buttocks as he slipped his hands out of the sleeves. Calla felt like she was being teased, perhaps even seduced by the slow deliberation of his movements, although she did not mind. She chewed on her lower lip as he casually laid the shirt across one of the chairs. He straightened to his full height, lifted his chin and stood still.
   The smooth line of Jarek’s skin was broken by the defined ridges and dips of a full, pronounced and very male musculature. His lats fanned out in a mouth-watering arc, the muscular ridges on either side of his spine were deep, powerful and flawless. The muscles at the base of his neck flared out over his shoulders and provided the perfect shelf for the tips of his dark, curling hair to brush against.
   “May I touch you?” Calla asked before she was aware the question was in her head. She was surprised her voice was steady.
   “Of course,” Jarek answered without a trace of self-consciousness. He dipped his head to one side at the sound of her approach. His only reaction to her small, warm fingers on his skin was a catch in his breath he couldn’t hold back.
   Calla locked her knees to keep them from shaking. Her reaction to this vital and profoundly masculine man was even stronger in the quiet of her patio than it had been in the noisy animated tavern. Struggling to keep her breathing even, Calla ran her fingers down one side of Jarek’s back. His skin seemed unnaturally soft although it was taut and she could practically feel the strength humming through him. Slowly and methodically, she explored every dip and swell of muscle after muscle. She stroked his back, his spine, the dimples that graced the expanse of skin just above his belt…just above the rise of his perfect buttocks. She touched the backs of his arms, wrapped her fingers slowly around his biceps and tested the resiliency of his skin. She breathed him in—man and spice and what had to be a pheromone because she started breathing a little deeper and her cleft grew damp. Her nipples hardened and Calla fought not to lean into him and comfort their nagging arousal with the pressure of his body against hers.
   Jarek’s breath caught when she swirled her fingernails over the inside of his forearms. He straightened his fingers when she caressed them. He almost captured her hands in his but relaxed at the last minute, letting her fingers slip out of his grasp. Calla lost all track of time as she stroked the sides of Jarek’s body, seeing, feeling and scenting him with a growing need that trampled all boundaries of professional propriety.
   Deliberately, she stepped away from him. She moistened her lips and trembled from head to toe. “Thank you. You can get dressed,” she managed to say without her voice breaking, picked up his shirt and handed it to him. Calla kept her hands firmly at her side when Jarek turned around to face her. His slipped his shirt back on with a slowness that almost had her ripping it back off his perfect, powerful torso.
   “Did I pass the audition?” he asked with what sounded like deliberate audaciousness.
   This time, Calla blushed. “Definitely,” she breathed and fanned herself theatrically.
   Jarek grinned contentedly. He finished buttoning his shirt and tucked it into his pants. “When do I start?” he asked.
   Calla walked back to the table, picked up her cup of now cold tea and sipped it—more to give herself a second to breathe away from Jarek’s powerful sensuality than anything else. “Any time tomorrow. I can’t promise I’ll come up with anything brilliant by then but we will work through a few ideas.”
   Jarek nodded sagely, then ruined the effect by grinning down at her boyishly. “Any time tomorrow? How about one minute after midnight?”
   “One minute after midnight and you’ll catch me in my bedclothes.”
   The intensity in Jarek’s dark blue eyes jumped. He’d like to catch her in her bed and wondered how she’d react if he asked to take her there now. He leaned over the table, watching her predatorily. Calla’s breathing jumped and her nipples grew hard again.
   Something in her expression shifted, like he was overwhelming her or she was unprepared for the unexpected heat rising between them. Moved by compassion, Jarek was the first to look away. “Okay,” he said casually. “Two minutes after midnight then.”
   Calla laughed. “Anytime after sunrise will do nicely.”
   “Agreed.” Grinning, Jarek turned away. It seemed like a long time since he’d felt this good about himself. As he left the patio, he paused beside the marble statuette and looked at it once more. Like before, he laid his hand on the base. “What will it feel like,” he asked himself more than her, “to be immortalized like this? What did your model say when he saw this completed?”
   Calla’s mouth thinned. “He did not see it completed. He left me before it was finished. That is the last rendering I ever did of my ex-husband.”
   Jarek’s gaze rose slowly to hers and, guardedly, he watched Callandria’s face for anger, tears—even resentment, but found none. He let out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding.
   “If even the greatest fool of our time can be so perfectly cast, then there is indeed hope for me yet.” He took her hand and pressed a lingering kiss to her palm. “Until tomorrow, Callandria,” he said quietly, bowed his head and left.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
I wish she’d find a way to keep my artist’s dirt-bag ex-husband out of the picture. The guy’s a narcissistic jerk who’s happiest when he’s running Calla down.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
I guess I don’t think about it much. Like I said before, I’m a pretty confident guy. Sure I wish my life had been different…before now that is. I wanted to contribute to the arts, to support myself through modeling. That didn’t happen and I accept that. I treat people the way I’d like to be treated. Just don’t confuse my easy-going nature with an inability to step up in someone’s defense if it’s called for.

Is humor important? Why or why not?
Humor? Absolutely. Like it was five-hundred years ago, life sucks sometimes. People treat you like dirt. If you rise above that, don’t let yourself sink down to other people’s level, you’ll be okay. Humor helps me do that.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
When I was younger, yes. Nowadays, I’m more open to new experiences, feelings. Take my relationship with my artist for example. She’s a tough, classy lady whose ex betrayed her. To this day, he won’t lay off trying to grind down her spirit, even her credibility in the art world. Whenever Calla needs it, I make sure I’m there, supporting her, reminding her how terrific she is. I also can’t lay off staring at that great ass of hers whenever I get the chance. I like how it lights up her eyes whenever she catches me.

Share a little bit of the ‘real’ you with our readers. Any Dark secrets?
Yeah, I’ve got a few. I’m not proud of it, but when I was younger, I took some questionable modeling jobs. The kind where rich men gather around a private studio and the models assume various grappling poses. Nude of course. Hints of forced seduction, defilements…that sort of thing. I’m a big guy and I make other models look defenseless by comparison. I left the work when I realized these so-called artists were more interested in watching than sketching. And that they wanted me to move far more than pose. Calla hit the nail on the head when she referred to that kind of session as life sex shows under the guise of art. She never looked down on me after I told her though. Like I said, she’s a terrific lady.

What has been your all time favorite question from another character?
It was the day Calla came down to the docks and talked my boss into donating my work hours so I could work with her full time. As I was leaving, one of the guys I work with asked, “When will you be back and does she have a sister?” My answer? “If she had a sister she’d be far too good for the likes of you. As to when I’ll be back…I’ll be back after I’ve been immortalized.”

What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?
This is just between you and me, right? I’m not a kiss and tell kind of guy. There was this one morning…Calla was working in her studio. Life had been messing around with her, again, but despite that, she’d had a breakthrough. She was working on this wax model. A sculpture of me, of course. *wink* I was just so floored by her amazing talent I dropped to the tiles, sat between her knees and started kissing her…well, you get the point. She’s the kind of lady you want to worship, even if it means your balls ache for the rest of the day. I’m pretty sure she’ll make it up to me though.

Author spotlight with Gwen Campbell

2010-10-11T05:23:00.001-05:00

Hi Gwen and welcome!
What has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
Getting downsized from my job. No, really. I’ve always written (little stories and plays for my friends when I was kid, then historical romances that didn’t sell. Hundreds of magazine articles that did sell.) When I got downsized, I had a window of opportunity (before the bank balance got to zero) to focus on writing romance. I learned how to be real professional about the industry, how to read my work critically and accept and learn from the criticism of others, parked my butt in the chair and kept it there while I worked at my craft.

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
Relieved. Like all those hours and all those sacrifices my husband made so I could stay home and pound the keyboard had been worth it. I may write about delicious alpha males, but HE’S my hero.

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
A plotter, definitely. When I gave my life over to writing full time and ran the risk of dragging my family’s financial future down the drain with me if I failed, I put on my big-girl panties and approached writing like I would any business plan. I didn’t have time to waste on false starts or massaging a temperamental muse. What I’ve got is an on-going idea file. The genesis for a book might be a single picture in my head, a single scene or a character. That information gets added to the idea file. Over time, as I go back to the file again and again, that original nugget gets expanded on. Or not, depending. After awhile (some quicker than others) the idea for that book evolves into a fully realized plot outline, complete with fleshed-out characters, conflicts, over-arcing themes and (if I’m lucky) subtext.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
Chocolate. Hands down. And there’s actually NO guilt involved. Next question?

What are you working on now?
A Halloween-themed book about a time-traveler from the future and a DEA agent. She transports into his house because she needs a place to stay and faulty information told her he’s out of town on assignment. He wakes up in the middle of the night to find her standing in front of his open refrigerator, naked, drinking milk straight out of the carton. Like most of my books, there’s a dog in this one. A beagle named Toby. He’s not a time traveler though. He’s just cute.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
That’s assuming there’s only one. So many different genres and writing styles turn me on. I like Ann Maxwell’s early stuff. Stephen King, Patrick O’Brien. I used to be a massive Elizabeth George fan, but after fourteen books, she made her Inspector Lynley unlikable. I often wonder if it was deliberate, like Arthur Conan Doyle made Sherlock Holmes jump off a waterfall, killing him so Doyle wouldn’t have to write about him anymore.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
Paying back my local writing community. I remember those depressing years when I would use up my spare time writing one historical romance after another. I’d send out dozens of query letters and never get anything more than a standard rejection form…if I got a reply at all. I’m now a member of a local writers’ group and Romance Writers of America. At the meetings, it’s great talking writing and just listening to other people, but if I’m asked, I’m privileged to share whatever insights I have about the industry, getting published…but mostly I encourage, encourage, encourage.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Thank you! Really, really thank you.

www.GwenCampbell.net

Character spotlight with Mahalia Levey’s, Merikano Varadi

2010-10-04T05:23:00.001-05:00

Good Morning. Today I’m introducing Dare Merikano Varadi to everyone. His story is Merikano’s Fury available now at eXtasy books.

Here’s the buy link

What makes you special?
What can I say; I’m a one-of-a kind type of male.

What differentiates you from your kind? Do you have special abilities?
I possess both the genes of a Hawk and Cheetah. Special ablilities? Now that would be telling. But I do this and that. Work for a high profile shifter.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
Merikano’s Fury is a fast paced read, filled with tales of one woman oblivious to danger and the handsome as the devil male, *me* who get to chase after her and keep her safe.

Excerpt

   Dare followed at a distant pace, watching her move along the people crowding the paved walkway. He watched her flutter around with her fuzzy hood, taking pictures of any and everything. Damned crazy woman. He froze his gonads off while following her.
   He picked up his cell and got the voicemail for the CEO. “You so owe me, you lucky bastard. Next time you wish a tail on someone, make it someone who uses a car and has enough sense to stay out of the elements instead of some quirky crazy chick that’s snapping pictures of people she doesn’t know.” He slammed his phone shut and weaved through the people. He couldn’t wait to catch up to her and grill her for her inept way of placing herself in danger.
   His wish came true as she turned and boarded the A-Train. Finally, he shook his head. He had a way to confront her without causing a stir, a way to talk with her and not give away his position. Deryck and his damned ideas! He blew warm air on his hands and rubbed them together. For damn sure he’d be wearing a full-length leather trench tomorrow, provided he couldn’t sway her to stay indoors.
   He leaned against a pole in the fifth car. The jam-packed car made it hard to move at this time of day. He watched through the glass, using his hawk’s eye, where she stood three cars up, her camera poised as she snapped pictures of the train’s occupants. He wondered when someone would take her camera and shove it up her ass. She’d been riding the same car all week, taking pictures of the same people. Of course, they could think that she was some freak stalker. He heaved his lean body off the stationary metal pole and walked, holding onto the hand straps as he went from train-car to train-car. He stopped in her car and just watched her watching others. “A watcher of people, not birds,” he whispered, a hairsbreadth from behind her.
   Krissy turned around, mace out and ready. “Excuse me?”
   “If you watch them or take any more pictures, they might mob you.” He then motioned to the annoyed faces and tense bodies of the train’s inhabitants.
   Krissy looked at him and narrowed her eyes. “I know you…” She frowned, as if trying to place where she knew him.
   “Dare,” he replied, trying to help her to remember.
   “Ohh, you look different with clothes on.” She laughed out loud, oblivious to the questioning gazes of the fellow passengers whose attention was now riveted on the tall, dark man looming over the petite brunette who’d been invading their privacy.
   “Do I now?” Dare laughed and then plucked a broken branch from the fur surrounding her face. “Warm enough there, Eskimo?”
   Krissy laughed. “Well, you were in nothing but a sheet last time I saw you and then you dropped it.” She blushed.
   “Was it so bad?” He couldn’t help but to egg her on.
   “You’re the perfect image of the man my ma said to stay away from. You know, you and Truth had a lot of fun making fun of my innocence when you both double teamed me at the shoot.” She shook her head and moved a step away from him.
   “We didn’t tag team you, per say. We just persuaded you to try and think of new things.”
   Krissy choked. “I had on the most God awful ensemble for the shoot, Mr. Romance Novel model,” she pushed.
   “Like you said, I’m every woman’s dream,” he quipped back.
   “You’re ruining my project,” she replied with a frown.
   “You’re project isn’t safe.” He couldn’t help but gaze into her eyes and take in her flushed face.
   “It’s safe enough that I’m not harming anything.” She was becoming exasperated.
   “Okay, tell me that running in Central Park or going through Battery Park at dusk is a safe thing for a lone female to do?”
   “Spying on me, Dare?” She raised a brow, the mace container still primed and aimed for his face. She smirked, obviously certain he couldn’t see her little device in the palm of her gloved hand.
   Dare’s reflexes were quick—lightning quick, to be exact. He took her off balance and pulled her small body against his lean one. Her back hit his chest as his arms wrapped around her wrist. Krissy turned inward to break his hold, but encountered his thighs, preventing her from moving, the steel pole and seats preventing her from going elsewhere. The occupants seemed to be enjoying her folly. She stepped on the instep of his foot and jabbed back with her elbow, encountering rock hard abs.
   “Okay,” she grumbled.
   Dare didn’t fall for her mechanisms. As he let her loose, he gripped the hold on her wrist so that the tube cylinder would roll out onto the floor. He caught it with the instep of his boot and launched it upward into his palm before handing it back to her. “You don’t need to be spied on. You do the most insane things that are apparent. If you want to live long, then blend in. If you don’t, then keep doing what you are doing and you’ll end up raped and mutilated before you can say help,” he enunciated.
   “I have mace,” she said.
   “That would be the same mace I just disarmed you with. In a public setting full of people,” he vocalized. “Mace won’t help you against beasts of the night, sweetheart.”
   “Quit following me. What are you, a stalker?” she shrieked and gathered her things closer to her.
   Dare looked at her. “Look, I’m not stalking you, Krissy. I just have been in the neighborhood and witnessed for myself the way you innocently place yourself in harm’s way.”
   Krissy flushed red with annoyance. “I’m not changing my schedule for a what if. The chances of someone attacking me are zilch. I’m perfectly safe with my own safety devices and besides, I know self-defense.” She crossed her arms in defiance.
   “Suit yourself, sweetheart. Just don’t get mad when I say I told you so.” He tapped his finger on the tip of her nose and jaunted past her to make his way out of the subway.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
To mind her own. She has a habit of interfering in things that don’t pertain to her. I’m a man, Krissy is my woman. I hardly need a woman to tell me how to take care of what’s mine.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
At first I wasn’t. I mean, I’m a man. We chase skirts, until a good one comes along and we want to change. There’s nothing worse than a broad thinkin we’re unsavory.

If you could pull your author into your world, what do you think would happen to them?
She wouldn’t last a minute. I’d have to coral her muse and have a hero made for her to keep her safe…from herself. Okay, so she’s talented in bringing us out. I’ve met many a chick in her mind and seen the outcome. C’mon, they have to get their traits somewhere besides a psych research book. My bet is they’re more like her than she knows. She’d need a strong man like me to keep tabs on her alright.

What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?
Waiting excruciating months to mark Krissy. The wait was definitely an experience, I’ve never had and never will again.

Does shifting hurt?
When I was in puberty. You get used to it though.
Share a little bit of the ‘real’ you with our readers. Any Dark secrets? I’m a simple man. I have simple tastes. As for Dark Secrets, that’s classified information. I may look and be a romance cover model, and damn good at it…but my real job consists of much, much more.

Where do you see yourself in five years?
Surrounded by laughing children. *Grins* I plan on practicing real hard to make it a reality.

What kind of abilities do you get when you become a cheetah?
About the same as any shifter. I’m stronger, faster than any other shifter. My eyesight and sense of smell is enhanced. When I kill, and, I do kill, blood sustains me more than water.

Is silver dangerous for you or is that a myth?
Hell no, it’s a myth, although any type of bullet hurts like a son of a, so does being stabbed.

Thank you for your time.

It’s been pleasant, though not as pleasant as laying with my girl. You can find my author at her website. I’m aiming for brownie points. Rhaikar is determined to get revenge. I’m determined to ensure it doesn’t happen.

http://www.mahalialevey.com/

Author spotlight with Dianna Hunter

2010-09-27T00:03:00.012-05:00

Dear Dianna,
Thanks for agreeing to the interview.

What has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
Writing has allowed me to release all those emotions and stories beating against the walls of my brain.

What makes a book great in your eyes?The ability to keep a reader’s attention and put him inside the character’s skin.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
Write what you feel—no matter what it is. If you feel pain, put it on paper—if you are feeling erotic, tell us about it, etc.

What are you working on now?
The new title is Daemon Hunter. Leanna is a world-walker from the world of Haiti. She is tracking a rogue wizard through the Chain of worlds to rescue her brothers. Her biggest challenge is the chance encounter with other races who may mistake her for the fabled demons of their own mythology for Lea is a tall, slender young woman—with scaled bronze-gold skin, red/gold eyes and a magnificent set of horns curling through her locks of forest-green hair.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
It is both for no matter how much fantasy is involved, there is always just that touch of someone remembered and loved.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
Fantasy is the world I feel most at home.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
On the beach.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
I take a couple of days off and do something else—I take pictures or just read a book by one of my favorite authors to take my mind away from my own world.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
I am a photographer.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
I get to take some of the chaos out of my mind and organize it on paper.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
I think like The Druid’s Revenge the best. It was originally titled Hear the Wind Cry because it was how I heard the story told. I like Mariah’s way of gathering her power to her and coping with her inner pain.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
A character comes to me of her own and the world forms around us. Anything from a newspaper story to a real event can instigate this. In The Druid’s Captive, the murder at the beginning of the story was real—perhaps the perpetrator was not a big man in black but—well, they never did catch him.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Just keep on dreaming – and writing it down to share!

Author spotlight with Thadd Evans

2010-09-20T00:03:00.001-05:00

Dear Thadd,
Thanks for agreeing to the interview. Tell us, what has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
In elementary school, junior high, senior high and college, teachers praised me for my short stories and essays. In high school, my English teacher said, "You're the only one in my class who has anything to say. Write more!"

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
I was shocked, in a good way.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
It makes you laugh, think, imagine and hope. It opens your mind to many possibilities.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
Read Elements of Style by Strunk and White and The First Five Pages, Staying out of the Rejection Pile, by Noah Lukeman. Also, write as much as you can and join a writer's group. That is an over simplification, but it's a start.

What influences your writing? And why?
Images in my head, movies, books, newspaper articles. For about thwenty-five years, I read about quantum mechanics, a field that is so weird, so fantastic that it boggles the mind. Why? Because these provoke my imagination.

What are you working on now?
Beyond Portal 2212, a science fiction novel about a group of cloned humans who are trying to survive in an alternate universe.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
It's a tossup between James Joyce, author of Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man and Josesph Heller, author of Catch-22.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
I get tired, but I never have to deal writer's block.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
Today, it's the fact that my stories are the best way to articulate my ideas about the future. Although movies like Terminator and Blade Runner and other movies deal with that topic, there are many possible futures.

Author spotlight with Viola Grace

2010-09-13T00:03:00.001-05:00

Dear Viola,

Thanks for agreeing to this interview. Let’s start by asking how you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
Pantser all the way. Every time I plot, it goes off in a different direction.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
Emotional development of a character. If the characters don’t evolve, then what is the point? I want the females and the males to come to realizations and discover a part of their personality that they had forgotten about.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
Write, finish, submit. Write again.

If you don’t’ finish something, then you will never know if your writing can stand on its own. Choose your genre by writing a book you enjoy, not by what you think someone else may like. If you are lucky, your passion for your topic will come through and then your audience will come.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
A love scene is easy. A sex scene is difficult. With a love scene, I am concentrating on the feelings of the couple. The sensations, the seduction of the senses. With sex scenes, you have to break it down to the physical, steps in a dance. If someone steps on the other’s toes, the music stops.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
I write in both Urban romantic fantasy and in erotic romantic fantasy. I started in erotic writing because I knew I could do it well, but as I have evolved, the urge to tell the story has become all-consuming. It is easier to write an action/romance without having to work in a detailed sex scene.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
I call my friends and bitch about it. I craft, craft, do housework, craft, chat online and when my brain feels it is time, I go back to writing.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
Fan mail. I LOVE fan mail. I have suspected that someone is reading my work, but getting emails from readers makes my day. Better than a good review any day.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
Freak Factor is my current favourite story. The most fun one as well. Creating superheroes in space makes the Sector Guard my favourite set of books in general. They were all fun to write.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
For setting, I create a place where the characters can get together with a slight amount of privacy. The logic behind their seclusion has to make sense. As for characters, I pick a personality trait that I want the character to embody and I build the character around it.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Thank you so much for letting me do what I love for a living!

http://www.violagrace.com/
viola@violagrace.com

Author spotlight with Jon Bradbury

2010-09-06T00:03:00.001-05:00

Dear Jon,
First, thanks for agreeing to the interview.
Tell us, what has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
Not so much what as who. Five people, my high school English teacher, Mr. Sorgent, was the first person to make me realize I could be a writer. My college Journalism Professor, Francis Garland, and two guys I both knew and worked with on the college newspaper, Don McGee and Steve Elliot, plus a drama professor, Jerry O‘Donnell.

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
It was very exciting, but anti-climactic as well. I didn’t even speak to the person on the phone. All contact was through email. I submitted the manuscript. I got an email back saying, We like it but we need you to make changes. I made the changes and sent it back in. Then I got an email back saying, Here’s your contract.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
A book needs primary characters someone can relate to and imagine knowing. Strong vivid writing to place the reader in the moment as the events in the story are happening. Strong character and plot development.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
Read as much as you can from as many different sources as possible—books, magazines, newspapers, online articles, blogs, to get exposure to as many different writing styles as possible.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
Baywatch.

What influences your writing? And why?
A lot of pop culture, like music and music videos, gives me material for stories. Personal experience or that of others.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.
I love cartoons—Bugs Bunny, Elmer Fudd, Daffy Duck, ect.

What are you working on now?
I’m working on several stories right now—a sequel to Diamonds Are Forever, a story called One Good Reason, about two people in the Air Force who meet in Paris, and several other stories in various stages.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
Michael Crichton, Jurassic Park

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
Love scenes are usually difficult to write, but fun. You would think love scenes would be easy to write, but there are a lot of details involved. Much like porn movies, you have to plan the situation, where they’re at, what they’re wearing, positions, what they do, ect. It’s fun but it can be difficult.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
I write urban contemporary romance, but I am interested in branching out into swords-and-sorcery stories, and I have an idea for a vampire story. I don’t want to muscle in on anyone‘s action, I just think it would be fun to write other types of stories. Maybe one will see the light of day.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
Anywhere in the Southern Hemisphere. Or maybe just Baja LOL.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
I recognize that I’m trying too hard. I give myself a break and do something completely different to give my brain a vacation.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
Well, as of this interview, I am unfortunately not employed. But for the last several years I have worked in call centers.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
Knowing people are reading my books. Hopefully they like them.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
Wow, that’s a tough one. But I would have to say my favorite would be Midnight Blue. The one that was most fun to write was Infidelity. I let my inner bad boy out to play.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
I start with a character, either male or female, and put them in a situation, either good or bad, one they want to stay in or get out of, then take the plot from there, and add in lots of details.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Thank you to everyone who has bought my stories. I appreciate all the support, and there is more coming!

Visit Jon at:http://hstrial-jonbradbury.intuitwebsites.com

Author spotlight with Valerie J. Long

2010-08-30T00:03:00.001-05:00

Dear Valerie,Thanks for agreeing to the interview. I have to ask, What has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
It must have been one of two things: first, I love books. I always have more books than shelf space for them. I always have a pile of yet unread books. Second, although I read a lot, I still have an unstoppable imagination. I have to write down some of it—and when a friend asked why I don’t try to publish it, I thought: Yes, why not?

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?I felt, well, supported? Acknowledged? Surprised? It was one shot, one hit. I have to say thank you to Extasy Books for trusting me.

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?I had to look up pantser. Yes. I’m both. I can start a story, see where it develops to and then complete the outline that develops. Like in fantasy roleplaying games, I can let my characters run and see how they react to new situations. Open end, everything is possible. I can build a plan, like I did for my current trilogy, that will support three 100k word books and then add detail. I do research on certain topics, but I can let go.

What makes a book great in your eyes?Easy. Three characteristics, in that order: First, it entertains the reader. Moreover, it will suck him/her inside the story and make the reader unable to leave. Second, it will reach the heart of the reader. Make him/her laugh, cry or tremble in anticipation. Third, it is worth to be read more than once. If the reader can discover things he/she may not have spotted before. Those make a good book for readers. Perhaps not for critics, but I don’t write for critics.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?Don’t write for yourself, write for your readers. Use your imagination.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?Yes. Writing is—it takes up time which I can’t spend with my friends and family.

What influences your writing? And why?Everything. Books I read, movies I watch, the news, how I feel, and on top of all, music. For Lilith Rose, I listened to gothic rock like Moonspell, but another day it may be Dvorak.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.My real-life name, and that remains my secret.

What are you working on now?
I’m working on a trilogy in the Zoe Lionheart series. Right now I’m in the middle of the second book and next I’ll translate another sequel from German to English.

Who is your favorite all-time author?I’m not sure if I can name just one, but if I have to, it’s probably Robert Ansom Heinlein. I’ve travelled to the USA to buy a book that would not be sold outside the US, according to his orders.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?Easy, if I’m in the right mood. That is, I write love scenes only if I’m in the right mood. Music can help me to get into that mood.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?Somehow my stories move from one genre to the next. Film Noir? Yes. Action, Thriller, Erotic, Fantasy, Science Fiction, Romance, Drama—it’s all there. Somehow the inner logic of the story requires the move from one genre to the next, and who am I to refuse?

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?My first choice would be at Zoe’s side. Okay, let’s put fiction aside. There are three favorite places where I like to be. Broome in Western Australia, Vancouver, Canada, and my hometown, Wiesbaden, Germany. Luckily, right now I’m in one of these places.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?Writer’s block? What is that? My biggest problem is to find the time to write down all my ideas!

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
Yes. Writing is a hobby. I’m an IT project manager, I have to make computers do what people want them to do.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?Happy and touched readers.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?Lioness’ Dream, the fifth sequel. Or perhaps Lioness’ Pack, the sixth. When you read them, you’ll know why.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?My characters do their own development, I just give them enough air to breathe. I just shove them out of the door and into the story and say: Go, be a hero! Then they do the rest and I’m proud of them. The setting—well, okay, that’s my wicked imagination.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?Enjoy reading! Wait—why should I say just one thing? This is not the last time we will talk! Come and visit me on the exFactor loop or on Facebook!

http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/pages/Valerie-J-Long/96884542843?ref=nf

Character spotlight with Lilith Rose

2010-08-23T00:03:00.004-05:00

Hello, Lilith. Would you introduce yourself?Hello, all! Wow—it’s so exciting, I’m interviewed! My name is Lilith. Well, nobody calls me that, they all just say Lil. I prefer Lilly with a double ell. I am twenty-one and my hobbies are sports, anatomy, chemistry and music—classical opera like Troubadour or gothic rock like Moonspell. I also like books. I’m in a book myself, you know. It just came out some days ago, February 15^th, on eXtasy Books as one of the Fantasy Garden stories. Did I say that I like roses?

What makes you special?
Me? Special? Oh no, I’m not special, only that I have failed to keep my promise. Wait—let me think. Yes, there’s one thing. I’m absolutely committed to correct my failure.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
Adventure—well, yes, I think you can call it adventurous. But don’t you think I’d give away too much? No? Okay. You know, until I started my mission I had no idea…I was a virgin, y’know. Well, the first time—it hurt a bit, but I think that’s okay, it’s part of my—chastisement, I’d say. I pulled him in so quick that he didn’t have time to notice. And then, oh, it was such a great feeling! And that was just the beginning!

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
She shouldn’t be so sad. She knows I deserved what I got. It was my choice.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
Happy? You’re kidding. First, they see a little girl. Then they see some new toy in me. When they finally recognize how wrong they’ve been, it’s too late. No, honestly, I don’t care anymore.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
Well, yes, of course. But it’s a part of my role. I must appear authentic. They may never suspect it’s not the real thing. It’s difficult because I only know it from books and internet video, and there’s such a lot of fake stuff. I really think there are only two or three tapes with moans that are used everywhere.

Is there a message you want to get across in this interview?
If you fail, you have to deal with the consequences. Ultimately.

If you could time travel, where would you go?
A few minutes before that ugly incident. I’d tell my sis not to go to town alone.

How many sex partners have you had? How many at one time?Oh, I did them one by one. That was the only way to complete my mission. Each a different pace and a different method. I think it wouldn’t be fair not to dedicate yourself entirely to one man.

Is there a question you wish I had asked but didn’t?
Yes. You could have asked if it all had to happen this way. No. If my father had been a bit more understanding, if my sister had been a bit more careful, if I had been a bit more alert—but then I wouldn’t be here for the interview, right?

What are your opinions on Eva, Adam’s second wife?
Eva who? Adam? Are you talking ’bout the Bible? I’m not very religious, you see. But if you ask, I think she shouldn’t have eaten that apple. There must have been zillions of other fruit around. Just stupid to pick the one she was told not to. Just stupid to listen to a snake.

What are the pro’s and con’s to being a deity?
Dunno—why do you ask me? Probably it’s nice that you never need care about your moon days, but it must be ultimately boring to sit on a cloud every other day.

How does one become a deity?Look, I don’t know where this interview is heading to, but your questions are getting stranger and stranger. What do I know about becoming a deity?

Describe your best kill. Why was it the best?
Oops, what a question! But okay, it won’t matter anyway, it’s too late for the police. I think I can’t pick one. That would be like taking one aria and ignoring the opera. I think it’s the overall picture that counts.

Could you count on any special abilities?Except being a pretty girl with a firm pair of boobies? No—yes. Perhaps I’m a good actress. But otherwise I’m an ordinary girl, and I did my homework.

What’s the oddest thing you’ve seen or done?
Hmm—this interview?

If you could change one thing about you or someone you loved, what would it be?
Oh my. Perhaps I’d change the way Pop saw my sis. She wasn’t a bad girl and he was a good father. But they didn’t get along very well. Isn’t that so with all teenies?

How do you deal with stress?
I focus on my task. I just have to get it done.

Would you like to give any advice to our readers?I don’t think I’m in a position to give advice. I’m not a good role model. I have failed. I could say Don’t repeat my mistakes, but I think every situation is individual, and so are my mistakes. Use your own good judgement and use it better than I did.

Visit Valerie J. Long at:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Valerie-J-Long/96884542843

Character spotlight with Alex Marinos

2010-08-16T00:03:00.021-05:00

Hi, I’m Alex Marinos. I live in Athens mainly, but I spend four months out of the year on my favorite island, Zakynthos, where my family and I operate luxury vacation villas. I love the small and grand pleasures of life—especially beautiful women. As a bachelor, I’m free to indulge all I want.

What makes you special?
Special? I think I’m a lot like the average man…except maybe in some ways I play harder.

Do you have special abilities?
I’d say I have a pretty sharp business mind. I excel at my work because I’m determined to be one of the best in my industry. And, well, I don’t like to brag, but I’ve never left a woman unsatisfied.

What is your biggest professional accomplishment?
Becoming the owner of the Blue Star hotel. I worked very hard to achieve this and after five months’ of renovation, it’s become exactly what I had envisioned.

Tell us about your most current adventure.
Celia’s got me in one of her books titled: The Greek Bachelor, which is a fitting title as I am a bachelor—enjoyably so—and I’m Greek. My family is constantly trying to get me to settle down with a wife, but that’s not in the cards, at least not for a while. In this latest adventure though, Celia throws me a curve ball. Carlie, my sister-in-law’s best friend has come to Zakynthos to photograph our villas, and she’s living right next to me. I’m supposed to be a perfect gentleman and of course, I always am…just that when I saw Carlie again, I wanted her even more than the first time I met her. My brothers warned me to keep my hands to myself, but it’s going to be next to impossible with this gorgeous woman in my company every single day…and when it comes to women, I usually get what I want.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
That’s a difficult question. Celia has a way with words and she knows how to take a story in the right direction. One thing though, Celia, take it easy on us bachelors. Maybe give us a warning before tossing a gorgeous, irresistible and totally unforgettable female our way.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
I have very positive relations with the people who matter most and I don’t care much how others perceive me. Although, for the sake of this question, I’ve been called opinionated and a few other interesting adjectives. Going back to Carlie…what I find unsettling is that her opinion of me matters more and more. With women, I always kept things uncomplicated to avoid heartache, but I’ve realized that this connection between me and Carlie is far from simple.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
No, I tend to express my feelings easily. Now, love…there are different kinds of love. I love my family dearly and I’m nuts about my nephews and nieces. Romantically, I’ve experienced in love feelings, naturally, but no woman has given me enough reason to be exclusive to her the rest of my life. I’ll tell you a little secret…there’s a part of me that wants to love deeply…you know, eventually. I don’t dwell on it too much, though.

What is the most interesting thing that has happened to you?
Carlie Bowers. She’s the most interesting thing that’s happening to me now. She intrigues me unlike any other woman. I don’t even want to sleep with my lover. It’s got me a bit panicked, but I want her badly. Problem is, I know she thinks I’m a womanizer and she’s got her guard up. Hell, she’s even got me apologizing for my behavior!

Is there a message you want to get across in this interview?
Yes, to the other Heroes in Celia’s books—be prepared for the unexpected when it comes to love.

Have you ever lost control?
Only in bed.

What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?
Just looking at Carlie, I suspect I haven’t had it yet.

Character spotlight with Nate and Tina

2010-08-02T00:03:00.004-05:00

Nate: “You go first, hon.”

Tina: “Thanks, babe. Hi all. I’m Tina Cain. Felig fighter, along with my main man here.”

Nate: “ Hello, folks. I’m Nate Lowe. Fellow Felig fighter and lover to the hottie sitting next to me.”

Tina: “Nate, honey. I think saying hello is enough. If folks want to know details they can find out in PJ Dean’s The Felig Chronicles (www.fil.es//dz).

What makes us special?

Nate: “Special? Well people who are shortsighted would say it’s because we are an interracial couple. That’s not particularly special to me. We are just a plain pair who snuggle on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn, who make out like crazy—”

Tina: “And who battle Felig. They invaded Earth a few years back and humans have been running for cover ever since. It’s hard living because the Felig cannot initially be seen or heard. They just sneak up on their prey and BAM! Nasty-behind, life-sucking bug-birds.”

Nate: Tina, be nice. Your mom is one.”

Tina: “Not by her own choice. Your ex is one, too. She loves it. Evil ass cow.”

Nate: “Yeah, she is. Let’s get back to the Felig in general. Our latest adventure found us trying to neutralize these creatures. They generate an enormous amount of heat when around or are feeding off human energy and/or emotion.”

Tina: “That brought us together and Nate’s promise to get my mom back. That started our business partnership.”

Nate: “It has progressed to the very personal, very fast.”

Tina: “We haven’t been apart since.”

Nate “Yes we have.”

Tina: “When?”

Nate: When an encounter with my ex landed you in the hospital and when you ran away from me.”

Tina: “Okay. Okay. Shhh! Let people read about it. Also, we’d like to say that PJ’s story is very good, but she needs to spread the word more. She needs to prod people into wanting to know more about these aliens.”

People’s perception of you…

Tina: “People say that Nate is very organized, very controlled, methodical. He gets the job done. He has integrity and intensity. It’s all attractive to me. That’s why I love him.”

Nate: “People say Tina is in charge, considerate, no nonsense, prepared. She is devoted to those she loves. Plus, she’s beyond hot. That’s why I love her. I’ve heard some call her a hood rat.”

Tina: “Who said that? Teddy? I’ll break my foot off in his—”

Nate: “T! Please! People are reading this.”

Some final thoughts…

Nate: “As Felig fighters we have to keep our wits about us. That endeavor entails a lot of exercise, laughter and sex. They are the only three ways we can let off steam and remain fit and sane. The best and most interesting thing that has happened to us is meeting. If not for the Felig, we would never have met. As a team, we hope to improve on how to rid Earth of the Felig. We have a tiny start on this task. We wish to save the population and continue our journey together. We can’t reveal too much. The Felig may be reading this. *LOL* In the next five years we plan to make them sorry that they left their home planet.”

Tina: “Nate, what about my mom?”

Nate: “She can stay, babe.”

Character Interview with George Sullivan

2010-07-26T00:03:00.003-05:00

My name is George Sullivan, and you can find me in the newly released romantic comedy The Sweet Distraction. It’s available at http://www.extasybooks.net/.

Hello George! What makes you special?
What differentiates me is that I’m a full-time author of mystery/thrillers with no day job. Most writers have something reliable to fall back on, but I chose to make this my vocation and let the cards fall where they may. Having no steady paycheck makes it difficult at times, but I manage to get by and have a great time with my life.

Tell us about your most current adventure.
My latest adventure, The Sweet Distraction, was released on June 1, 2010. In this story, I’m about as far down the food chain as you can get—my last few books haven’t sold well, I drink too much, I sleep around and I’m in hock to a nasty bookie named The Greek for a gambling debt there’s no way in hell I can repay. I don’t know what other train wreck is in store, but my agent arranges for me to write the life story of a notorious mob boss named Vito Pasquale, who is a big fan of my books. The offer he makes is too good to refuse and I think I can write the book, get my reputation back on track, take the money and run. What I don’t see coming is his hot daughter, Cookie. Man, this is one woman who doesn’t like taking no for an answer when she sees someone she really wants, and even though I try to keep her at arm’s length, she wears me down and we start a hot clandestine affair. I only hope her father doesn’t find out! I’d look terrible in a cement overcoat in the middle of Lake Erie.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
The next time you write about me, how about showing more of the kinky sex I like to indulge in once in a while? Hey, I’m a footloose player with a lot of adventures to my credit. How about sharing those with the world?

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
I’m pretty happy with the way people perceive me. I’m laid back, but I like to have control over my life and I’m the original Good Time Charlie. The only people whose perception I could care less about are the critics. Nothing against them because they have a job to do, but I think critics are about as useful as training wheels on a bowling ball. Of course, the fact that they trashed my last couple of books probably influenced my opinion.

Tell us a little bit about your world.
I live in a nice little apartment in Kettering, Ohio outside Dayton. In addition to writing, I like to gamble, play the field and hook up with friends for fun. I take the business of being an author seriously and have fun doing promotional things like interviews and personal appearances, especially when they take me on the road. My philosophy on life is to enjoy it now because you only go around once and I’m afraid I might miss something good. I’d never forgive myself for that.

Is humor important? Why or why not?
It’s very important. I’ve never been keen on people who take themselves too seriously. Being serious about your work is one thing, but you have to temper whatever life throws at you with some laughs. Otherwise you’ll just walk around being gloomy all the time, and who wants to be around people like that? You have to follow the philosophy live, laugh and love. That and a good bottle of Irish whiskey will get you through just about anything.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
Yeah, it is difficult for me to express. In my thirty-two years, I got into a serious relationship once and it turned out to be a disaster. It’s never been easy for me to say the L word to anyone and the one time I did, the fallout was so bad it still gives me nightmares.

Did you do anything special after your first adventure?
I took Vito Pasquale up on his offer of an all expenses paid trip to Tuscany for a month, with Cookie as my companion. She’d been there before, but it was a new experience for me. Man, what a great time we had! Something about that place brought out the lusty beast in both of us, and the food and wine was pretty good, too.

What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve done?
A few years ago, I took a trip to Jamaica, alone. I was there to research a new book and see the sights, but what I saw at the clothing optional beaches beat the natural scenery. One night I hooked up with a group of partiers and after a few Mojitos, the fun began. That was my first orgy and it went on all night. I lost track of how many were involved, but it was the first time I’ve ever had sex on the beach. It was fun, but I made a disturbing discovery—that sand gets ev-er-y-where!

What’s the oddest thing you’ve seen or done?
On my trip to Jamaica, an acquaintance took me to a Santeria ritual, complete with an animal sacrifice. I’ve never been an overly devout person, but that sent me running to the nearest parish looking for salvation. Spooky stuff!

Tell us what it’s like to spend a day with you.
When I’m working on a book, I follow a pretty regimented routine. I’m generally up by 7:00 and working by 7:30 or 8:00. I’ll stay with it all morning and most of the afternoon if I’m really on a roll, then knock off around 5:00. After grabbing something to eat, it might be party time, hitting a couple of local bars and clubs I like, maybe catching a ball game or a good music group. If I’m under a deadline, the work continues through the evening until I can’t see the computer screen anymore, then I crash. I might take a break to catch a good movie on TV, preferably a classic film noir, and I usually have jazz playing in the background when I’m working. If I’m taking a break to get my head together, I’ll walk at one of the local parks or call a buddy to play racquetball.

What’s the one thing you wish you could change about yourself or someone you love?
Sometimes I wish I’d take planning for my future a little more seriously and stop living in the here and now. It’s fun, but I tend to forget that I’m not getting any younger and this won’t last forever. I tend to put off little things, like annuities and retirement planning.

How do you deal with stress?
Long walks on hiking trails are great for unwinding, and so is playing racquetball. There’s a tremendous amount of angst to be relieved by belting that little ball across the court.

Tell us about…
One time we held a release party for my second book and I was approached by an attractive woman. She chatted as though she knew me very well and she looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t quite place her. I thought, Wow, an honest to goodness fan who’s followed my career! Then I remembered that we’d hooked up a couple of years earlier. I couldn’t remember her name! Talk about embarrassing.

Finally, is there something you wished we had asked, but didn’t?
Yeah, I figured you’d ask if I’m going to return in another adventure. I wish I could answer that, but it’s really up to the guy who created me so I guess we’ll both have to wait and see. He’s probably waiting to see the royalties before he decides if I’m worth talking about again.

Author spotlight with Tim Smith

2010-07-05T00:03:00.000-05:00

Dear Tim, thanks for agreeing to this interview. I have to ask, what has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
I suppose having an active imagination and the desire to create something that people would enjoy. I’ve always been a creative person, whether it was music, art or photography, and I reached a point where I wanted to add writer to the list.

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
I felt elated, like a lifelong dream had finally come true. If I recall, my feet didn’t touch the ground for three days. Even now, five books later, I still get the same feeling when a new one has been accepted for publication.

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
Definitely a plotter. With me, an engaging plot is everything, whether I’m writing contemporary romantic comedies or mystery/thrillers. Even erotica needs a reason for the characters to get it on, unless your story is about the life of a professional escort.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
Colorful characters, realistic dialogue, believable yet imaginative situations and great atmosphere.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
When you find a good story idea that you’re passionate about, discipline yourself to sit down, write it, polish it, and don’t give up your dream of getting it published.

What influences your writing? And why?
This may sound odd, but my biggest influences have come from movies. I appreciate good cinematic story telling, especially anything scripted by Billy Wilder and Blake Edwards. When I think of what to say in certain life situations, I’m more likely to quote Billy Wilder than Oscar Wilde.

What are you working on now?
I’m currently developing a new romantic intrigue series, but with a twist: the only recurring character will be the male lead, with a different woman drifting into each installment for him to get involved with.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
I can’t fairly narrow it down to one, so here are four, in random order: Raymond Chandler, James W. Hall, Carl Hiaasen and—Shhh! Don’t tell anyone!—Mickey Spillane.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
To get them right, I’d have to say they’re difficult. There are only so many ways you can describe kissing and what usually follows without being clichéd—the trick is finding new ways to tell it.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
I write in the thriller and contemporary romance genres. I began as a writer of thrillers then decided I wanted to try something different, so I wrote my first romance. I like to alternate between the two to keep myself sharp. With the new series of romantic intrigue I’m working on, I think I’ve found a way to satisfy both urges.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
The Florida Keys, no question. It’s my favorite place to hang out and do research when I’m not parasailing or seeking out the perfect Pina Colada.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
When I hit a dead end I put away whichever project I’m working on, take a few days off, then work on something else for a while.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
My day job is working as a case manager for adults with disabilities. Although it’s very rewarding it’s also stressful, and writing provides a good release. Then again, so does a good bottle of twelve-year-old Scotch.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
Mt biggest reward is having someone tell me how much they enjoyed what I’ve written. When they say I can’t wait to read your next one though—man, it doesn’t get much better than that!

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
I’ve had fun writing all of them but it would be a toss-up between two. My favorite thriller was my third one, The Vendetta Factor, because I threw out the rules and added liberal doses of satire. My favorite romance novel to date is my upcoming release, The Sweet Distraction. I had a lot of fun with this one because I went primarily for laughs while telling a good love story against a subplot that became funnier the longer I wrote.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
My characters have to have flaws to make them believable. I don’t wish to offend anyone, but I’ve never been a fan of the knight on a white horse type of hero. I write contemporary stories and in the real world, those guys just don’t exist. I believe everyone has some event that shaped their personality, and it’s my obligation as a writer to use it to give the characters depth. As for settings, I try to stay away from locations or situations that have been overexposed. My two romances took place in Dayton, Ohio instead of somewhere exotic like Florida, and it was a challenge to make the Gem City look romantic.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
For those who have read any of my books, I’d like to say thank you, and if you liked them, tell your friends they were written by Tim Smith. If you didn’t like them, say it was Nora Roberts.

Check out Tim’s webpage at: www.timsmithauthor.com

Character spotlight with Ash – A C.R. Moss Character

2010-06-21T00:03:00.000-05:00

Hello mortals. My name is Ash. I am a demon born of a human female and Pruslas, assistant to the great Astaroth who is the demon prince of accusers and inquisitors. Tales of my conquests can be found in the Dirty Little series of books by C.R. Moss available at www.extasybooks.com

What makes you special? What differentiates you from your kind? Do you have special abilities?
I am a bi-sexual demon who lives in the human realm and can manifest as a physical person or spirit entity whenever I want. Along with this, I have romantic adventures and the ability to influence human minds to do my bidding.

Tell us about your most current adventure.
In the current Dirty Little adventure Dirty Little Girl, my son, Michael, takes charge of his first conquest—I mean romantic interest. *evil chuckle* Unfortunately, he bit her. A demon bite usually isn’t a big concern. Normally, it just creates what mere mortals like to call a vampire, but with certain individuals, a bite does more than turn them into the living undead. She’s one of those individuals that had what I like to call a reaction. Should you like more information on this story, you may find it at the end of the interview.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Keep the stories coming. I love being bad and having her write about my antics.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
Why, yes, I’m happy with the way I’m perceived. I’m evil. Aside from a couple of my lovers who adore me, people think I’m absolutely wicked and I love it!

If you could time travel, where would you go?
Back to Bethlehem, late BC early AD. I’d follow a particular man around as he grew up. Help out with the temptation.

Share a little bit of the real you with our readers. Any Dark secrets?
Contrary to popular belief, I do have feelings. I just tend to present them in a different light than humans and my contemporaries do. A dark secret? *scratches black-haired goatee* There’s a particular woman I’m in love with, but she’s with another and does not know the extent of my feelings.

What motivates you to continue on these adventures?
It’s in my blood, who I am. Plus, I have to continue on , hunt for the perfect drones to add to my master and father’s army. Perhaps by persisting with my adventures, one day I’ll be able to rid the world of my interest’s partner and claim her for my own.

What is your most favorite thing to do?
Enter humans’ dreams. It’s so much fun being able to woo them or frighten them in slumber’s reverie.

Do you think you are a superior being?
Of course I am. I’m a demon with great abilities. Need I say more? *brushes backs of fingers against burgundy silk shirt*

Describe your Demon abilities and how exactly did you get them?
I was born with my abilities. I can shift from a handsome man with dark hair and dark eyes to my true demonic form, which is dragon and monster-like. You know the kind with the bat-like wings, angular fear-provoking face, horns, claws…the works! In human form, my dark-eyed gaze mesmerizes my victims. I can tap into their minds, talk to them, invade their dreams. I can change matter with a thought, but most times, I chose not to. I like challenges too much to make life easy for myself.

Is your gift always right?
My gifts are always right. At least for me that is. Others might not feel the same though.

Does your gift get you in trouble?
No. I’m the one who creates trouble with my wonderful gifts.

What good thing have you done with your gift?
Traveled to a secluded cabana on one of my favorite tropical islands with one of my victims *cough* I mean love interests. We spent a nice bit of time in bed. She became the mother of my children. Good for me but bad for her. *snicker*

Would you trade your gift for a different gift?
Hell no. My gifts are wonderful and I wouldn’t trade them for the world. Oh wait, the world already is my playground. Guess I have both my gifts and the world. Isn’t life grand?

Dirty Little Girl available from eXtasy Books May 15, 2010

One bite and life will never be the same… Tired of living with her crazy mother, Jamie Sue embarks on an adventure of her own seeking life in a big city. A strange urge prompts her to stop and stay in Las Vegas so she gets off the bus and settles in. When she meets her golden angel, Michael, she believes she’s found the love of her life, but things aren’t always what they seem. Will the bite of his love change her forever?

Excerpt:

Michael pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them, then removed his black t-shirt. Naked as the day he was born, his chiseled muscles creating shadows on his skin and his cock jutting forth, he offered her a devil-be-damned grin. “Titillating, isn’t it?” The deep-voiced question reverberated throughout the congregational hall.

Jamie Sue squirmed against the restraints, her ass burning lightly against the rough red carpet. “I don’t know, Michael. What if we get caught?”

“No worries, my dear. We won’t. Now, be a good girl and spread your legs for me.” He knelt down and placed his large hands on her knees, making sure to move her extremities far enough apart for his body to fit between.

At his touch, the happy haze returned and she submitted herself to him.
He kissed her forehead, her nose and quick on her lips. His tongue trailed from her chin, down her neck to in between her breasts, then laved over to one areola and circled it. His mouth latched onto her nipple. He teased the peak with the tip of his tongue. Tingles of pleasure trickled up and down her body. He pulled off her tit, licked his way over to her other breast and suckled that for several minutes. She wanted to touch him, touch herself, and at any point she could have slipped her hands from the bonds, but didn’t. Being tied up was part of the game.

Character Interview with Torrek

2010-06-14T00:03:00.000-05:00

Thanks for agreeing to this interview, Torrek! Please, Introduce yourself.
I’m Torrek and you won’t believe that I come from a rural moon. Yes, I know all the jokes about the moon people, but, hey, we aren’t that far behind! You’ll find me and the great story of my life in Ann Raina’s latest trilogy Living for the Act, which you can buy at www.extasybooks.com. As reviews show, the story is worth more than a glimpse. You’ll find a fascinating world that struggles to get back to a life worth living after a disastrous war.

What makes you special?
You need to ask? I’m the special guy of the story, you bet on it! Those ladies from Raskayen put a hell of a lot in motion to get me on their planet. *scratches head*. Well, at first they wouldn’t know that I am so special, but that changed a little while later when they found out that I can…uh, you know, work better in bed than in a house as a carpenter. My ability to get women pregnant could be called my special ability. *grins* They call me a semency now. That’s the description for a valuable male member of their society here. Gets me great treatment and less freedom, if you don’t mind me saying.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
Oh, yes, it was quite an adventure to be thrown into a female ruled clan on Raskayen. I can’t say if I was lucky. At first, I complained a lot and wanted to be taken back. Home, etc. But the clan chief made it very clear—I couldn’t get back. And then the changes began, you know. I can’t say if it started with Ferris and his love for the clan chief or if the rebels had anything to do with it. I’m sure the changes were due sooner than later. Imagine, a world ruled by women! *shakes head*. That can’t be right, not for long anyway.

Let me give you a glimpse of my not so happy little adventure with guys I once called friends. I met them after I had been chosen as a semency and guess what happened.

“Hey, how are you doing?” Torrek arrived in the hallway, happy to bust. “It’s good to see you!”

“Indeed, yes.” Majerr’s eyes were small slits in his round face.

Torrek immediately took in the mood. He frowned with sympathy. “You’re pissed with me because I haven’t been ‘round for a while, hum?” He patted Majerr’s shoulder. “Sorry, my friend. really am. She wouldn’t let me come here. I ran into some trouble and—” He shrugged it off.

“Ah, right, got that. That bitch in red kept ya busy, hum?”

“I wouldn’t call her a bitch if I were you.” Torrek’s voice had dropped from friendly to warning, the gesture was noted.

Majerr smirked and shook his head. “Now that you got promoted and all you have to honor her, right?”

Torrek gaped at him. “Promoted? What in Erian’s bloody name do you mean by that?”

“Ah, come on, don’t say you have a worse life now!” Majerr laughed, rough and without humor, and touched the collar with the yellow stone. Torrek slapped his hand. “See? Bloody fucking honorable Torrek! Friends and foes forgotten!”

“How can you say that? I didn’t ask to be one of their studs! I really didn’t want to be!”

“Choke down on the lie, smartass! I heard what you folks earn! It’s more than I make in two moon circles! You have a fancy room, have your own frickin’ whore to read your wishes and fuck all women you want! Now they all come to you, precious moon man, and you don’t have to worry anymore about what chick you can get nailed!” Majerr spat. “Better shoe off before I forget my excellent moon manners!” “You wanna fight?” Torrek stepped forward, his anger blazing like a bright torch. “You wanna fight because you’re jealous? Is that it? That’s—” Majerr punched his face so fast and hard Torrek had no time to twitch. He blocked the second punch, but Majerr’s wrath leaned him strength and speed. The next blow got Torrek in the belly, followed by a series of gut-wrenching jabs and kicks. Torrek went down. It was ridiculous, he had asked Anjary to stay away to grant him some private minutes with his friends. Oh, right, friends they were, but no longer his. From down on his knees Torrek dared looking up. Tressin had joined Majerr, looking equally angry yet satisfied to have beaten the shit out of the new semency. “Happy now?” Torrek groaned. The pain in his belly wasn’t a good sign. Not a bit. He pressed his hands on his midsection and rolled to the side. “Got me.” He passed out.

Tressin slapped Majerr’s shoulder for the thorough job. They checked the surroundings, but no one was in sight that late in the afternoon. They turned and left the building site to get their transport back to their home.

See? And they once were my friends!

Thank you for this insight. If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
I won’t dare give any kind of advice to my author! Hey, she’s the one holding my fate in her hands. Maybe she plans a sequel right now. So, no, no, I’ll keep my mouth shut!

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
I don’t care that much about what people think about me. That’s not moon man style. When I was brought to Raskayen, I hoped to get along with the people there. Well, after learning that I can’t leave again. They had women aplenty, I can tell you! When I worked at the building site, no one told me how to proceed or something like that. The women chose me or didn’t. It was up to them and I’m a fair gentleman, I can tell you! I guess, I overdid my share. *chuckles* So one day, the ladies came and told me that from now on I would officially—yes, take that down!—officially serve the clan to make more women pregnant. Sounds like a job a man wants? Stop fidgeting! I wasn’t that happy at all. Suddenly, I had a farima—that’s the woman who makes your schedule—and she told me whom to make love to. Imagine! Before that I chose freely and now that woman was in charge! I struggled, of course, but then… Okay, to make it short, I learned a lot about women and about myself. The way I am and what I can do. It was a great feeling. Still is.

Is humor important? Why or why not?
Humor is very important to me and, hopefully, for the author, too. How could you survive in a strange world if you don’t laugh from time to time? My farima didn’t see it like that in the beginning. Maybe I was a rough guy. However, when we got a little closer—not too close, of course—she began to like me and had some fun. I hope.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
I’m not good at expressing love. Hey, I’m a man, okay? From a rural moon. We don’t talk about this, we just do it. It’s simple. Woman, man, they get together. I’m not like Ferris, who wants to make all the women happy. What does that give you aside from trouble?

Share a little bit of the ‘real’ you with our readers. Any dark secrets?
The real me? Honey, you must be joking! *inching closer and dropping his voice* How real should I get to you? Right under your skirt—if that thingy is a skirt and not just a belt? Or maybe we could choose a more comfortable surrounding? I know of a nice place that… Hey, don’t gimme that look! A man must do what he must!

The question was…

I know your question. My dark secret. Let me think. On my moon, love was a straight thing. On Raskayen, I was introduced to a lot of different ways of love-making, and I found out that bondage games aren’t that bad after all. I found myself…not that helpless as I thought it would be.

What makes being with a woman in control the best sexual experience?
The women love to be in charge. It’s a good feeling to give them what they want. They don’t waver, they don’t hesitate and you just get along with what they want. There are great players among them, oh, yes.

Have you ever lost control?
Uh, no fair question. *scratches head and grimaces* When that b…woman, Eshrina, got me in her clutches, I thought that given the chance I’d lose control gladly. I had her and she wanted sex with me. And after we were done, she accused me of being too rough with her. Imagine that! First, she’s all eager to get me in her bedroom and then… Okay, I only got some scratches, but I wouldn’t want to be with that weird person again.

Describe the most weird device you’ve encountered.
Oh, oh, that’ll get me into trouble if Mujon learns of that! Will you promise me, you won’t tell her? I knew you would. Well, Mujon’s a scientist and her job is to create interesting sex toys. One of them is a mattress that reflects erotic wishes. If you lay down there, everything you think is enhanced, enlarged and projected back to you. It’s so stimulating, you don’t know how to stop the influence. That’s the moment when the sex might get a bit rougher. Do you like it rough, honey?

It’s not my interview, Torrek, really. So let us get back to the subject. What are your opinions on the rebels on Raskayen?
Honey, you ask the wrong guy. If the rebels hadn’t been there, Raskayen would have stayed a female dominated world. The rebels made that basic change possible. Believe me, they are the good guys even if they destroyed some stuff here and there.

Tell us what it’s like to spend a day with you.
You can have that any time you want—if my farima allows it. Maybe you should call her and ask for an appointment. *grins broadly* Okay, a day with me is like a wonderful trip through homes where nice women live, who want to get pregnant. I’m there to serve with all I have. When I leave, the woman is happy and content and hopefully expectant. I can’t count the encounters that ended with a child. You’ll have to ask my farima for that information. I’m just the one playing good luck charm. You sure, you don’t want to have a date with me? I’m a natural charmer.

Thank you for the interview, Torrek.
Thank you, honey. Any time. Any place.

Get your hand off me!
You sure?

Well…

Character Interview with Zoe Lionheart

2010-06-07T00:03:00.000-05:00

Hi, Zoe! Would you please introduce yourself?
Hi, friends! I am Zoe Lionheart, involuntary heroine of a series bearing my name which just starts on eXtasybooks. I’m glad eXtasy offered me the chance to talk to you, my prospective fans, for the first time, and I hope we will have more opportunities to talk once I’ve found out what I am.

You can find my first mission, Lioness’ Heart, released April 1^st 2010, here:

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What makes you special?
Good question—I’d like to know that, too. So far it’s a mystery to me. You know, I’ve led a quite ordinary life, working for a small print shop in Phoenix, until the day my friend was shot down right before my eyes. I barely got away alive. But then, the killer has been after me, the cops have been after me, suddenly my life was a mess! I had to hide in the witness protection program and I needed a new job. Then I was offered a very special job in a very special unit. It didn’t take me long to go for it. First, all other options were ultimatively boring. Second, I’ve always liked this Mission Impossible stuff—the ones with Peter Graves—I simply couldn’t resist being part of it. Third, the team lead—Matt—is such a cute guy!

Do you have special abilities?
Yes, sure. I’ve been a computer geek all my life. There’s hardly a system in the world I can’t hack into—that’s what the team needed me for. Doing some research and such. However, it didn’t take long and I got my first field mission. Matt had to understand that some computers are not connected to a public network—then you have to go and look for yourself.

I have a knack for martial arts, too—and had a good teacher—but that’s probably not what you are referring to, eh? I recently found out that I can run hundred meters in less than eight seconds and I can keep that pace for half an hour. You’d call that special, do you?

Tell me about your most current adventure.
The one I’ve just finished? Perhaps I should give an idea how it started—have a look what Valerie wrote:

In front of Rick’s door, a parking space had just become available. Hastily she maneuvered her Mini into the gap. A last look into the mirror—fine. She opened another two buttons of her blouse as the stern office look was not to Rick’s taste and because she wasn’t just flat as a pancake, she could depend on that to titillate him.

Shit. She’d almost landed in the pit, which was gaping in the sidewalk—the municipal services had been in a hurry to knock off work. Well, she could understand that.

In the corridor of the old five-story building, she stopped once again. Today she would go the whole hog so she quickly removed her slip from under the new, trendy black Kate-Moss-look miniskirt, which she had bought last Saturday for this opportunity. For a moment, she pondered where she could leave it, then dropped it into Rick’s mailbox with a whimsical smile.

On the stairs to the upper floor, she had to restrain herself. She didn’t want to be out of breath—at least not yet. Impatiently she covered the last steps, key in hand. Silently she opened the apartment door. She smiled as she heard the light music from the kitchen. To the left, in the dining room, everything was prepared—candles, bowls, chopsticks—so he would be cooking Asian style. One look to the right—oh, rose petals on the pillow! Yes, Rick knew how to create a romantic atmosphere. The corners of her lips slightly lifted.

There was a loud bang and then Rick’s horrified, painful cry sounded from the kitchen. She ran across and jerked the kitchen door open. A cloud of steam gushed toward her. Rick lay on the floor with a blood-covered chest and a dark-red face, rice grains stuck everywhere—to cupboards, ceiling and floor. She leaned down to Rick and lifted his head—perhaps the wonderful curves in her neckline would help to clear his fogged senses—and cried out, “What happened? Are you okay? Does anything hurt? Should I…”

His index finger covered her mouth. “The pot exploded. I meant to change the pressure cooker’s valve seal ring long ago—must have been jammed.” He looked down his body and plucked a small metal piece from a bleeding wound in his chest. “Mmm. This must have been the bolt to the handle.”

He flipped the bolt away as she hugged him, glad that nothing too serious had happened to him. She didn’t care that her blouse was soaking up his blood—but she noticed very well how his trousers became too tight for him. With swift fingers, she opened his fly and seated herself on him. A pity about the dinner, but this would become a wonderful evening!

Still totally inebriated by the adrenaline rush of the exploding pot spectacular, their first intercourse was short and intense. Rick just let it happen, but Zoe took control, her sensual perception sharpened by the preceding shock—and resulting fear for his life. When he responded with passionate strength, the sex was better than she had ever experienced.

She’d had lovers before, had been with tender and patient partners as well as indifferent mechanics. She’d had short and intense relationships up to the three-minute balcony fuck—which hadn’t been too bad, had wasted painfully long, affectionate evenings with a half impotent Italian-American, but nothing could have prepared her for this moment.

And Rick was insatiable. While she still waited for her heartbeat to slow, his hands slid up her side, found the beginning of her breasts, wandered toward her buttons. Methodically, he opened her blouse, pushed the blood-spattered fabric away, let his fingers tenderly circle her round, firm breasts. Then suddenly he grabbed her waist, pushed her above himself. She tensed, spread out her arms, enjoyed the feeling of hovering above him.

They made love to each other a second time, short but intense, on the groaning, protesting kitchen table. Afterward, she wrapped her legs around his hips, let herself be carried around the kitchen table in waltz time while his tongue played with her nipples. Finally he settled her to the floor, ran his hand across her short black hair.

She admired his toned body as he faced her from the kitchen door and she sprawled herself, purring, on the rice-covered kitchen floor. Her gaze wandered up his trouser legs to his still open fly, followed his chest’s muscular curves, where suddenly two red flowers blossomed.

As if in slow motion Zoe watched how Rick’s knees gave in, how his breaking gaze ran across her body for the very last time, how his voiceless cry fought to protest, how the stream of his life pulsated from his chest, how his light went out forever.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
I prefer if she writes down my stories as I see them. I don’t like if she lets someone sneak up on my back and my readers learn about it before I do. Well, she promised me the fourth book would be first person narrative. Do you know what’s good about it? I’ll probably survive the next two books, too. But don’t bet on it—she’s a nasty person sometimes. I’m certainly not the one telling her what to do. If you have ever seen her eyes turn all black, you know you don’t argue with her.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
Not entirely. I feel the other people on the team still don’t see me as a full member. I’m just their hacker, and I’m supposed to be left in a safe place when the action starts. I can understand that, I’m new to the group and the other four have worked together for a long time. It’s always this group building stuff. They don’t know me yet, they don’t know if they can trust their lives to me, even if I’ve already saved their asses more than once. Probably we’re not talking enough.

Did you do anything special after your first adventure?
Well, doc said I should take some weeks off to recover from my injuries. I grabbed my bike and went north, up the coast to Vancouver. I like the Canadians, I like cities at the coast in general, and I very much like this one. I’ve met a nice young waiter in Gastown. We have a lot of fun together, and I think I’m to blame if he doesn’t get enough sleep.

When I’m alone, I try to find out more about me by testing my limits. You could see me in the early morning running around Stanley Park.

If you could pull your author into your world, what do you think would happen to her?
I think we might become friends, teammates, even lovers. We already share a lot, the computer stuff, common values, common thoughts, why not our bed? However, I don’t know if my world could bear someone like her.

What motivates you to continue on these adventures?
If you knew what I found out, you wouldn’t ask. Those guys we’re up against have some really ugly ideas. Now that I’m in the position to help, I feel I’m the best woman for my task. Also, I agreed to do that job, to become part of the team. I stand to my commitments. Always.

Hmm—maybe it’s Matt, too.

How many sex partners have you had? How many at one time?
I haven’t counted. There were quite a few during college and university, but rarely more than one at a time. There has been the occasional spring break gangbang, but that was just plain fucking and sucking, I don’t think that counts.

Do you think you are a superior being?
In a way I must be. Otherwise I couldn’t do what I did. But if by saying superior you mean better in ways of ethics, no. I have my virtues and flaws like everyone else. I’m not perfect, only physically enhanced.

What’s the oddest thing you’ve seen or done?
Me—taking several flights of stairs within the blink of an eye. If that’s not odd, what is?

If you could change one thing about you or someone you loved, what would it be?
Bring Rick back to life.

What’s the one thing you wish you could change about yourself or someone you love?
I’d like to know who I really am.

How do you deal with stress?
Concentration. If time permits, I think about good sex for a few seconds, then get back to business.

Tell us about your first meeting with Matt.
Oh—that! I broke his nose. Probably not the best way to get acquainted with your new boss, would you agree? It was a test. He played the bad guy, I had to wrestle him down, which I did. He feigned to give up and tried to attack me again. He wanted to teach me never to trust an enemy who is not entirely disabled. Well, he took a severe blow and was down again. That way I taught him that I’m not easily surprised and that it’s not a good idea to change the rules while I’m in the game without telling me. If anyone tries to cheat me, I play no rules. And believe me—you don’t want me to play without rules.

Matt now knows that. Well—it took him a while to recover, but then he invited me for a cappuccino and into his team.

Do you have any idea where your abilities could come from?
Honestly, no. See—I don’t have problems with garlic or sunlight, I don’t feel the need to drink blood, so my abilities are probably not vampiric. I can visit churches, so I don’t think I’m a demon or something like that—I don’t believe it’s anything metaphysical at all. I can’t remember having been exposed to radioactivity or been bitten by strange creatures or whatever marvels there may be. The only clue I have is that I need extraordinary amounts of nutrients to perform, so the laws of physics apply to me. I’m quite sure I have been born by my mother, not from a bio lab. What does that leave? Heredity? But I can’t ask my parents—they both died in a car accident when I was fourteen—and I have no other relatives I know of.

Finally, is there something you wished we had asked, but didn’t?
Will we meet again? Yes, if you like. Perhaps, if I really survive the next books, you have different questions to ask — and perhaps I can tell you more about me.

And a word to my readers — if you have a question you’d like to be asked in the next interview, don’t hesitate to write me: Zoe.lionheart@googlemail.com

Character spotlight with Queenie Taehlor

2010-05-31T00:03:00.001-05:00

My name is Queenie Taehlor and I guess you could say I'm pretty creative. Back in high school, I started a girl band called the Four Cups and we sang a lot of the old favorites like Book of Love and Leader of the Pack. That was before we started writing our own songs. That mainly would be Dee Dee Deeds aka dirty deeds and I. We actually did okay on the music charts, but as we moved into college and our 20's we sort of changed direction. Actually that was my idea. I started messing around by taking one of our songs and writing a story about it. Surprise, surprise, it sold and before you know it, all four of us started to write books based on our songs. Now, we're kind of at one of those turning points again. That's not to say our creative juices aren't flowing. And I had to admit my guy, Derek Conrad, inspires me in many other ways.

What makes you special? What differentiates you from your kind? Do you have special abilities?
Different, Himmmm. Well I guess forming our group and coming up with ideas for our songs and then taking those and making them stories. I wouldn't say I'm different. I'm just an average kind of girl with a decent singing voice and a flare for writing divine romance.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
Most current adventure. Himmmm. Well we just finished doing a television show that had an interesting twist to it. Then Karley, one of the Cups got herself into a situation that even those of us who have known her forever can't quite believe. You'll be able to read about that in the Knight of Pentacles.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Oh man, I LOVE my author. She gave me a hot guy, a hot younger guy and you know what they say about younger men—lots of energy. She gave me not one but two great careers and some awesome friends. And my hot younger guy, she made him daring. Advice…tell us Kimmie and Amber's stories!

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
Now that's an interesting question. I wasn't until Regan Taylor told my story. I didn't see myself the way she did, but by the end of The Thrill is Gone, I think I found the thrill and more.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
It was. I mean, here I was with this amazing guy -- Derek makes your heart go pit-a-pat double time. But I had my issues and I thought he had his issues with my issues, but not the way I thought the issues were getting in the way.

What is the most interesting thing that has happened to you?
My life! Imagine being a teenage rock star and then having your songs turned into stories that were all best sellers.

If you could time travel, where would you go?
Back to Atlantis and find out where it went.

What other characters have influenced you?
Definitely Karley, Amber and Kim, my fellow Cups.

Where do you see yourself in five years?
You know, the Cups and I have talked about this. We've known each other for years and have been through so much together. From singers to writers and now we're looking at writing something different. I'm thinking we should make our books into movies. Yup, we should produce our books and turn them into fantabulous movies!

Character spotlight with Gaëlle

2010-05-17T00:03:00.000-05:00

My name is Gaëlle, complete with the two dots, because I'm French! Also because I'm from France, I do a lot of thinking about my sex life, as well as enjoying what happens in it. I'm forty-ish, now and I've been exploring sexy experiences since I was twebty-four, when I met Jérôme. Our adventures appear in Gaëlle and Jérôme books one and two. No surprise there then!

In many ways we're just a normal couple, but a normal couple who love to explore sex in its widest sense. Whenever we try something, it's a joint decision. I've never done something purely to please Jérôme, but then, I've never wanted to say no to one of his suggestions either.

What makes you special? What differentiates you from your kind? Do you have special abilities?
My only special ability seems to be that people feel an erotic buzz around me and can be tempted into sexy experiences that otherwise they might not have considered. I am unable to fly, fight zombies or change shape, except by eating too much, which I try to avoid.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
Book one came out in January and tells how it all began, as well as how things developed after that initial experience. Here's an excerpt:

Before I could react, her hands were reaching under the dress, and sliding up the outsides of my thighs. I felt her fingers hook over the sides of my knickers, and, a moment later, I was standing there with my little black knickers round my ankles. I didn't have time to stop her. She patted my ankle, and, automatically, I lifted my right foot, then my left, leaving a little black figure of eight on the floor. She glanced at the scrap of black material, then back at me. She ran her hands down the sides of my body, straightening out imaginary wrinkles, and said:

“There, that’s better, just a clean line, all the way down.”

I thought that I caught a sly reference to my hairless belly, and shivered again.

“Just one more thing.”

I turned towards her, curious to know what else could possibly need changing. After all, I was naked except for the dress! As I said, the shape of my nipples was showing. But then, through the thin material, Gégé pinched them, really hard, so that they were totally erect. You could actually see them through the dress. She smiled at me.

“There," she declared. "Now you're perfect. Go and show your friend.”

As you can tell, my first experiences were about being exposed in public. From there, things developed quite a lot, but my early adventures still turn me on when I think of them.

Book 2 has just been published and continues my story. Things have moved on from the excerpt you just read…

She knew Jérôme would be the first, but she flattered herself that she would have recognised the erection that now slid into her vagina. It was clear that he was very excited, and he didn't last long. He patted her bottom affectionately and withdrew. After a second or two, she felt a tongue, licking away Jérôme’s sperm as it oozed out of her, and flicking over her clitoris. A further very brief pause, then another man was in her, for longer this time. An orgasm was building, and when another tongue slipped into her sex, she came for a first time.

There was no pause, though, as another man took her immediately, then another. That one pulled out before shooting all over her back and dress. She could feel the stickiness drying on her skin. A ridiculous thought went through her mind; that her dress, which was silk, would never be the same again.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Keep trying to let readers into my world so that they understand, as well as enjoy, what I do and why I do it.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
There have been moments when I have been unsure of how people might think of me if they had seen me during one of my adventures. I come from a conventional background and could never have imagined many of the things I have done, let alone envisaged them happening to me. Those people who are in the know seem to accept me for what I am, a happily married woman whose enjoyment of sex isn't restricted to her husband. I am amazingly fortunate that Jérôme takes as much pleasure in our adventures as I do myself. People who don't know that side of me see, I'm told, an attractive woman with a wonderful husband, a successful professional who cares deeply about those she works with, and a good friend.

Tell us a little bit about your world.
I've lived in the UK, but I was born in France and that's where I live now. I've also travelled quite widely. I have a well-paid job at a professional level. My sex life has to be kept apart from my everyday existence as far as I can. When that hasn't been possible, I've been astonished at how accepting people are, also how easily some people can be drawn into my erotic world. The books are dedicated to those who haven't yet dared, for that reason. Take the risk, and who knows what delights may follow?

Is humor important? Why or why not?
Humour—as I spell it—is vital. I share a similar sense of humour with Jérôme, and that has defused some quite tense situations for both of us. I've also become aware that many sexual activities have a ridiculous aspect to them, particularly when observed from outside, and that adds to the fun side of my sex life, lightening up feelings that can otherwise become quite demanding.

What other characters have influenced you?
Emmanuelle, from the book of that name. It made me aware of the world of sexual experimentation and gave me the push I needed to explore that world.

Do you ever ask your significant other for advice?
His encouragement and support have been crucial since we met. Without him, none of this would have happened. My lover, my friend, my support, my guide. We constantly discuss past and potential adventures, and provide ideas for each other for consideration.

How many sex partners have you had? How many at one time?
Many. Trios are lovely, but there have been occasions when more people than that have been involved.

What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?
I've learned never to compare experiences. Each one is unique and if you're setting out to create a top ten, you aren't fully enjoying the sexual pleasures of the moment.

What’s the oddest thing you’ve seen or done?
Being sold for use by someone I thought was a friend.

Tell us what it’s like to spend a day with you.
At work, deeply exciting! Boss of HR department, but one of the—rare—good ones, I hope. At leisure, swimming pool, gym, tennis club, out walking in the mountains alone or with someone else.

What’s the one thing you wish you could change about yourself or someone you love?
Read the end of book 2

How do you deal with stress?
With gentle, loving sex, preferably with my husband. Reading detective stories, Fred Vargas, Henning Mankell, are favourites.

Author spotlight with MP Frank

2010-05-10T00:03:00.000-05:00

What has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?
Curiosity as to whether I could write.

How did you feel when you got your first publishing contract?
Pleased, of course, but unsure of what it meant in real terms.

How do you categorize yourself: pantser or plotter?
If a pantser is someone who doesn't know at any given time where the writing is going, then that's me.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
If it makes me care about the characters.

What is the biggest piece of your advice you can give a beginning writer?
You'll know it's time to try when you can't reasonably avoid putting it down.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
Many.

What influences your writing? And why?
I know several languages and the different literary cultures that allows me to visit give me a particular way of writing…I think.

Name one thing readers don’t know about you.
I play a lot of tennis.

What are you working on now?
The sequel to my two published books, Gaëlle and Jérôme, books one and two.

Who is your favorite all-time author?
I read an awful lot, so impossible to say. Also, I'm unsure of the virtues of rank order in most things.

Are love scenes easy/difficult to write?
Love scenes are harder than sex scenes. Creating a scene that involves both is very difficult.

Do you write in one genre or several different ones? And why?
Only one so far. Romantic/erotic or vice versa.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
Wherever you go, there you are.

How do you deal with the dreaded writer’s block?
Wait for it to clear, maybe try out some ideas and see where they lead…if anywhere.

Do you have another career besides writing? What is it?
I do translations.

What’s your biggest reward in being a writer?
Making my characters be consistent with themselves.

To date, which is your favorite story? Which one did you have the most fun writing?
A couple of the chapters in Gaëlle and Jérôme were most fun to write, just flowed off the keyboard.

How do you go about developing your characters and setting?
Usually a setting comes to mind and I then set about working out what might happen there and why.

If you had the opportunity to say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
Reading Gaëlle and Jérôme most likely won't change your life…but for someone out there, it just might. Could it be you?

peter_s_u_a@yahoo.co.uk

Character Interview with Kintar

2010-05-03T00:03:00.000-05:00

From The AEROUD Entertainment News Desk.

The following is the transcript of the in studio interview conducted by Betty Templeton, for the AEROUD Think Tank Table. Her guest is Kintar, the male half of the Royal team from the Oredal Falory Quadrant.

INTERVIEWER BEGINS: “Good Evening, and welcome to this episode of the AEROUD Entertainment Think Tank Table. I am Betty Templeton, your host for tonight. My guest is Oredal Kintar, the male half of the Oredal Royal team. Kintar is one of the characters originally defined by author Diane Layers, who in the past few years has retired and passed her writing items on to her protégé AE Roud.” *Turns to Kintar* “Welcome to the Think Tank Table Oredal Kintar.”

KINTAR: *nods* “Thank you and I’m pleased to be here.”

BETTY: “My first question might be obvious, but your creative author started your species on a journey with Evolution’s Dice and then passed the reigns off to her protégé. You know them both well. What is your take on that situation and what advice would you give to your new author?”

KINTAR: *chuckles* “First off, Diane Layers endured an avalanche of personal problems while she wrote Evolution’s Dice. Her partner died in an accident involving a drunk driver, which devastated Diane and I believe it broke her. She could not look out of her kitchen window without seeing the accident site, so she moved her family in hopes of getting away from some of those memories and start new. Once resettled, Diane returned to Evolution’s Dice and it became her focal point. She wanted to tell the story from beginning to end as they previously planned. What she ended up with was a three book series put together into one book. She was not happy with that work although it was accepted and Diane was and still is very grateful for the chance eXtasy Books took on that work.

After that, Diane realized she needed more time to heal. She searched for several years and found another to turn the reigns of that storyline over to and that was AE Roud. Diane gave explicate instructions to write the series as it should read, from A to Z. Diane gave AE all the original notes for the series and she incorporated more of those ideas and previous research into the current work where I get a lot more page time than I did before, which for me is great. If I could advise on anything, write me in more sex. I am the male part of the breeding Royal lines and it is through us Royals that life becomes stronger and is able to adapt better to changes in a universe than before. The more females I can impregnate within a species, the stronger that species will be in the future. It is the same for my partner, the Royal Queen, who has more physical abilities than I do, but our mission is the same. Create stronger genetics within a species to sustain it into and through the future.”

BETTY: “How exactly do you do that? Strengthen a species?”

KINTAR: “We have sex with a partner with full intent of creating offspring. Not all the time though, we do like sex without the heavy weight of creating offspring. When we create life through sex with another species, that creation is not half of us and half of our partner, but a full genetic copy of our partner. We leave nothing of ourselves behind. Our assistance pulls from the strongest genetics of our partner and multiplies those items so that the result is different from the species parent, and provides a stronger and purer genetic string for the future. Inbreeding, which is a major problem with many planet locked species, is not a problem when our offspring of those special mating events mature to breeding age.”

BETTY: “Besides what you have already spoken of, what differentiates you from other Oredals? What makes you a Royal?”

KINTAR: The difference between the Royal lineage and the standard Oredal lines is that Royals are anomalies of our species. Somewhere way back during the time of our great, great, great and further back, the Royal lineage came into being. Our ancestors mixed and matched something and while trying to alleviate diseases and conqueror old age among the Oredals, they created us. Among our own, Royals are sterile. Our purpose is to provide a new genetic branch within an established species, but we cannot do that with our own. To our knowledge, our designed abilities and genetics are to save others from extinction. That is the whole reason for our being and what Royals do.”

BETTY: “What special abilities do you have that allow you to do what you do?”

KINTAR: “Royals have many abilities. The one ability that is most used to allow us to work is that we are changelings. Royals are the only Oredals that have the ability to change form. We just touch, for a moment, a species and we then change into either female or male of that species and live in the culture. Right now if medical people were to take a sample of my blood or genetics and put it through any tests, I would be nothing more than a human.”

BETTY: How and when do you know an Oredal is of the Royal lineage? Are you born as such or is there a method to create your branch of Oredal?”

KINTAR: “We are born Royal to standard Oredal parents. The unique abilities that are inherent to a Royal, begin to assert themselves when we near three years of age.”

BETTY: “Do Oredals mature at the same rate Humans do?”

KINTAR: *shakes head* “No, Oredals develop faster and live longer. An Oredal child at one of your standard years is beyond a human child of seven. We are near adulthood when we are in our third year of life. An Oredal in their late one hundreds to late three hundreds is in the prime of their life. When we get into our fourth century, we begin our midlife and around five hundred and fifty to seventy we begin our old age phase.”

BETTY: “Has your gifts or abilities ever gotten you into trouble?”

KINTAR: *laughs* “Yes, several times. While dealing with cultures that bond for life, I tended to seduce bonded females as it makes things easier for a child, if produced, to live in a dual parent relationship. That is not to say that I will not take a single being for a partner. I also have no problem with species that carry dual sexes. As for trouble, more than once the other half of a relationship has wandered in when the getting it on part of my job is good and it’s gotten me shot several times. I was lucky enough to survive those events. Not something I want to experience again so as I have aged, I have changed the way I operate to get my job done and not put myself in life threatening situations.”

BETTY: “How many worlds have you visited?”

KINTAR: *shrugs* “Many, but recently my partner, Queen Ramta, and I revisited some because there are species on those planets that are near extinction due to outside sources. The usual cause is due to over hunting out of greed or the overpopulation on a planet where they cannot provide enough food without going to another planet. Even our abilities are not always enough to win the battle against extinction, but we try.”

BETTY: “What is the most interesting thing that has happened to you as a character in the books that you appear and does the book or series have a title yet?”

KINTAR *chuckles, then groans* “That is a hard question to answer. I’ve encountered many interesting things. If I had to pick one event, I would have to say it was becoming a new species on a permanent basis in the new first book. That is something that no other Royal was capable of doing and that stands out as it was a unique and dangerous experience. At the time, Ramta or I were not sure we would survive because no one ever tried it before. As for the books, there is no current set title yet for the first book or the series. I do know there are plans to give each character a book for themselves that depicts that characters struggles in the universe where they live.”

BETTY: “What one thing, do you feel is the greatest thing you have done with your ability as a Royal?”

KINTAR: *thinks a moment* “The greatest thing I have done with my ability was to keep the Oredals from becoming an extinct species in my universe. Since our branch first came into being, we have helped every other species in the universe but we could never help our own, until we made the change and by doing so, kept the Oredals from extinction.”

BETTY: “What was that change?”

KINTAR: *motions to his physical form* “This body form that you see right now looks human. This is not my true physical form. Oredals look like a human and that is why it is so easy for them to pass as human. Our real differences are internal and genetic. My true form after the permanent change I endured, would unsettle you as close as we are at this table.” *Looks at the table height* In my true form, I would not be able to sit here at this table.

BETTY: “Hmm, okay. You should maybe think of staying in this form. I like what I see.”

KINTAR: *smiles* “Yes I know, your pheromones tell me a lot about how much you like what you see.”

BETTY: “Excuse me?”

KINTAR: *grimaces, then shakes his head* “Sometimes our abilities are a curse and get us…never mind. Excuse my comment.”

BETTY: *crosses her legs and continues* “How many times have the Oredals visited the planet Earth?”

KINTAR: “To my knowledge, we have visited Earth several times. The first time Oredals were here, several research teams were lost to what you understand and call dinosaurs. The Oredals did not stay long on that trip.”

BETTY: “So you were not with that first visit?”

KINTAR *negative head shake.* “No, my first trip to Earth was in the late eighteen hundreds and we left in the mid-nineteen seventies.

BETTY: “What did the Oredals do here on Earth?”

KINTAR *bites his lower lip and shakes his head* “I can’t answer that question because I do not know what they did.”

BETTY: “Let me rephrase that question then. What did you do, when you visited?”

KINTAR: “Ramta and I lived among the human population and studied the flora and fauna of the planet.”

BETTY: “What did you find interesting or not about humans?”

KINTAR: “I am amazed humans, planet locked as you are, are still a viable species. Your penchant for killing your own is horrendous. Oredal culture has some of the same problems. Where our cultures differ, you keep your misfits contained, sometimes until they die. We give our criminals one chance at redemption through a process we call rebirth. If that doesn’t work, they are condemned to die by vessel destruction. It’s a very humane way to kill, as in a vessel the energy of an Oredal has no past, present or future. Once we destroy the vessel, the spirit as your culture calls it, dissipates into the air and it is the end of that Oredal.

Another item of a personal interest to me while I was here was your drug culture. Your young people were wild and some unkempt. I particularly enjoyed the Make-Love-Not-War experience. Ramta and I fell right in with them and made our research of human breeding and mating rituals very easy. I tried some of the drugs that your young did, but I never found them worth trying more than once. Some of your young people thought those drugs were the cat’s meow and many found death through them. One of Ramta’s favorite things of Earth was the music. Her favorite was Rock and Roll. I couldn’t understand it half the time and I preferred Jazz. Another thing that was curious to us, your education system. Many human young could just manage to tie their shoes at the age of five when they begin their school. Oredal children at that age are beyond school and working in career fields of advanced sciences. That is a major difference between our species and cultures.

BETTY: “Did you take any physical thing away from our planet?”

KINTAR: “Yes we did. We took a building that now sits as the Royal Palace on the home planet of the Royals in the Oredal Falory Quadrant.”

BETTY: “That is not what I meant. Have you or your partner taken any humans or animals off the planet with you?”

KINTAR: *shakes head* “No, our purpose was to study the planet and the indigenous species here. We left with our clothing that we gained over our time here, our household items and our research journals. The clothes and other artifacts from our time here are in our Space Museum in the Universal Cultural area.”

BETTY: “Tell us about the building you found and what was so special about it that you took it from our planet?”

KINTAR: “The building we found was very unique to us. A human culture carved it out of a huge ancient lava flow. When we found the building, it was a big surprise as one whole side, time buried. Inside we found carved out shadowboxes with figurines in a variety of sexual positions, several large fountains and carved wall reliefs depicting naked dancers surrounded by groups of sexually excited men. We think the building was a temple to a sex deity and was where couples might come to be married or to begin a family. The building sparked Ramta’s interest and I concur with her as that one building’s purpose seemed and still is in line with what we as Royals, genetically emboldened to create life for the future. That is the reason we took that building.”

BETTY: “Can you tell us about your current adventure?”

KINTAR: “My current adventure takes place as my stolen warship is traveling through an area of open space called, the dream zone and it is a very erotic place in space.”

The Dream Zone

The heavy gray fog swirled around him. His mind filled with erotic visions of seductive females dancing, teasing and dodging his grasp. The dream carried him through the halls of a huge wondrous creature to an open door way. Curious, he stopped and looked in at the female on the stage.

Her body gyrated in an erotic fashion meant to excite the male senses. He’d seen these dances at other places, but this female was exciting him more than he thought possible. He remained by the stage and she knelt down in front of him, allowing him to see all she was and smell of her hot scent, making him hard with a need to touch, taste and penetrate her wetness to depth, filling her with his seed.

She looked at him and smiled. Do you want me?”

“Yes,” he answered.

The fog circled up around him and he lost sight of her, but smelled her scent hot in his nostrils. He relaxed enjoying the feel of the softness that surrounded him knowing she was somewhere near. The fog began to form in front of him and he saw her standing within reach in all her naked beauty. He reached for her, but could not move.

She walked around him, looking at his full nakedness, and ran her hand over and up his rock hard cock, then bent down and gave it a quick lick, then kissed the red-tipped head. Her hands were fire on his body as she dragged them across his stomach and down his legs.

“What species are you?” she asked as she turned in front of him and pushed her ass against his hardness.

He wanted to feel her on his cock, it buried deep in her hot depths. His throat was dry and he swallowed hard. I am of the Falory species. My branch is known as the Rontacks.”

Her hands touched his balls and rolled them around.

“Oh by the Ancients,” Ikel mumbled in his sleep.

She looked at him. “Who are your Ancients?” she asked as she continued to manipulate his mind and body. The female stuck a finger in her wetness then placed it against his lips so he could taste of her juice.

“The Oredals,” he mumbled.

The fog encased him again and he saw her walking away from him toward a backdrop of stars that were blocked from view by a huge cloud like object, then she disappeared. He ran through the fog, calling her, “Hey, hey, where are you? Don’t leave. Come back.”

Look to the clouds and there you shall find me,” her soft voice echoed in his mind.

The dream changed again, and she stood in front of him naked again and bent over at the waist, wiggling her hips in a come-fuck-me motion.

Look to the clouds to find me,” her soft voice said again in his mind.

He started toward her and just as her was about to penetrate her, she disappeared from his aroused mind in a bank of fog.

Look to the clouds. The fog cleared and he was in her holding her by the waist, his cock buried deep in her moisture.

“Oh,” Ikel moaned in his sleep.

He tried to hold on to enjoy the feel of her pulsing wetness but the moment passed.

Look to the clouds.

He couldn’t hold back and thrust forward and pushed deep in her as he held her hips.

She looked at him over her shoulder as she moved away. “To have in reality what you have in dream, help us, look to the clouds and find us, help us, as I am the desire of your dreams. Help us.

As the euphoric tide of pleasure began to erupt, he felt heat on his hands, and watched his juice spurt up into the air from his hard pulsing cock and spray his stomach and chest.

The fog engulfed her and everything dissipated.

Ikel woke with a start and cried out as his juice burst forth from his rock harness under the sheet that covered him and wet his stomach and his chest. He grunted as the last few spurts burst forth, then his pulsing stopped and it oozed out and made a pool of goo on his stomach.

Perspiration ran down his face. His bedclothes were wet from his sweat and his body shook from the excitement. He remained on his back, arm over his eyes as he continued to calm his excited body. “Wow, what a dream, I’ve not had a dream like that since I was a cub. It was so real.”

He heard a door open and close, and footsteps moving up the stairs. They moved up past his quarters and on to the bridge. He couldn’t tell by the sound of the footfalls if it was Thana or Karn.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deep, felt the sweat soaked sheets below him, cool against his short fur-covered skin. With little prodding, the images of the dream returned and he smiled as he relived the best parts of the dream. He sat straight up in bed, eyes open wide, and stared at the dark wall across from his bed. He shook his head. “No, that, no,” he said, then stretched back out and rolled over on his side. His comm link buzzed. He opened his eyes and looked at the link on the nightstand beside his table. It buzzed again before he picked it up and opened it.

“Ikel, go.”

“Ikel, you need to come to the bridge,” Salini said. “Karn had a strange dream, about a pinger. He came up here and asked me if I heard a pinger in this area. I have been listening to a pinger in this area, but I cannot find it. Karn also told me he dreamed about a Royal Queen, or something.”

Ikel sat up on the side of his bed. “Salini, all stop. I’ll be right there after I get a shower. Hold station, unless there’s danger.”

“Okay, Ikel,” Salini said and the link closed.

He hurried to his shower and as he turned on the water, thought about his dream. Help us. Ikel looked at his image in the mirror over the sink. Did Karn and I dream the same dream? In his dream, did he hear a woman ask for help?”

BETTY: “Thank you Kintar for taking the time to answer our questions and I have many more but we are out of our allotted time.”

KINTAR: *nods* “Thank you for the invite and it’s been pleasant.”

* * * *

Kintar walked across the grass toward a tree where Mindal hid. In mid-step, he disappeared from the bright of the day and reappeared on Mindal’s bridge. He smiled at Ramta in the center seat. “Honey, I’m home. Get the new science project subjects?”

Ramta nodded. “No problem pulling them from the various countries population.”

Kintar pulled out a minimized animal in stasis. “Humans call it a dog. Their sciences call it Canidae and the slang term is Canine, I have a new pet.”

Ramta laughed. “Mindal, take us out and head for home.”

Character interview with Dominic Santos

2010-04-26T00:03:00.001-05:00

Interview of Dominic Santos, just off the soccer fields in Coaches' Wives.

Reporter: Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed, Mr. Santos!
Dom: Please, call me Dom. Or Coach.

Reporter: Ok, um, Dom. Tell us a little about yourself, Dom.
Dom: Well, you know that my name is Dominic Santos. Most folks call me Dom, or Coach, since I'm the coach of the best youth soccer program in Northern California. I'm also the star, if I may say so, of the fabulous story about one of my greatest seasons. The story is called Coaches' Wives, written by that, how can I put this delicately, that hot, passionate team mom and coach's wife, CD Conejo.

Reporter: I'm sure she'll be flattered, Dom. Where can we get the book?
Dom: On line at eXtasy Books. http://tinyurl.com/coacheswives

Reporter: What makes you special? Do you have special abilities?
Dom: Believe it, baby. I've got special abilities that will make your toes curl.

Reporter: Can you be more specific?
Dom: This isn't a family site, is it?

Reporter: No, you can let yourself go a little. I think.
Dom: I was the star of the soccer team at Arizona in my day. And now my boy is the up-and-coming player of the year, in Northern California. He's got my natural abilities, his mom's brains, and my coaching. This kid is going to go far. And while I'm at it, I'm going to kick the ass of that Beckham-wannabe, John Campbell. Umm, yeah. Speaking of ass, he's got a lovely wife, a fine piece of ass, the delightful Bunny. Now that was a tough conquest.

Reporter: You laid your opposing coach's wife???
Dom: I guess you'd better read the book, honey.

Reporter: What about your wife?
Dom: What about her? Don't you dare insinuate anything about my wife. I keep her satisfied. Oh, yeah, when the coach is your lover, you don't need no other.

Reporter: You sound pretty sure. Have you read the book?
Dom: Not all the way through, I admit. Just the parts about me. Remember that time, when I took the team mom, Vivian, to that house I was building? Oh, she was hot. Made her do jumping jacks in the nude. And the time with the soccer ball between her legs…

Reporter: Is there going to be a sequel to your story?
Dom: Nope. CD had as much of me as she could take. But have you read the one she wrote about that lawyer gal, Almendra? Ooh, that was hot. You should see what her opposing counsel made her do in the jury room. I was jealous, I have to admit. He had her going big time. Check it out: To Conquer Almendra, at http://www.extasybooks.com/.

Reporter: If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Dom: "Don't be such a wimp!" Can you believe CD rained out our championship game? We would have beaten John's team, big time. Instead, she made us tie the first game, and rained out the second game, leaving us tied for first place. If I could get my hands on her, I'd punish her for that.

Reporter: What would you do?
Dom: Let's just say, after I put the soccer ball between her knees and a candle up her shapely derriere, and taught her a lesson, she'd be begging for more games!

Reporter: Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
Dom: Now that's a pretty deep question. Interesting too. I've been called arrogant, sexy, over-competitive. I remember Bunny's face when she found out that I was fluent in three languages, and had studied European Literature as my major in college. People think I'm just a dumb contractor, or a fabulous coach, or the hottest cock in Northern California, but they don't know the real me.

Reporter: Is expressing love difficult for you?
Dom: No. I'm a passionate man. I love deeply. The two people I love most in this world are my wife, Susi, and my son. They know I love them. I show it, and they show it back. My boy means the world to me. He's got all the opportunities I never had, and he knows how to use them. I never yell at him, the way I got yelled at. I let him make his own path, I just smooth the path he chooses.

Reporter: How does Susi deal with your adventures?
...

Reporter: Dom, if you don't want to answer that you don't have to.
Dom: No, I was just thinking before I answered it. Susi and I, our relationship is special. We give each other what we need, what we really could never ask from anyone else. She likes it when I play rough, when I film us. Then we watch it, and get all hot all over again. My little fun on the side, it means nothing. I didn't think she even knew of it until the Halloween party. Even then, I wasn't really sure. But she's all mine, and she always will be.

Reporter: If you had the chance to meet another character, who would it be and why?
Dom: Almendra, like I said. I'd like to meet her! And from that other story, Golden Briefs, I sure wouldn't mind bedding Angela Jacoby. That Joe, he was a quick thinker, ordering those condoms from room service! CD must have something for lady lawyers. Smart, hot, and tough on the outside. Lucky guys, getting to break down those reserves, making the ladies want it so bad. Ooof! I'm getting pretty hot here. Want to go cool off with me?

Reporter: Let's finish this interview first. Have you ever lost control? How many sex partners have you had? How many at one time? What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve done? Stupidest? Craziest? What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?
Dom: Take a deep breath, baby! Those are a lot of questions all at once! In a hurry to go cool off with me?
…
Dom: Like you said to me, you don't have to answer that if you don't want! Heheh… Okay, you want to talk about the Halloween party, don't you? Yeah, I learned a little something that night. What it felt like to be at a woman's mercy. What the gals must be thinking when I spread them out before me, watch them writhe with desire. I never felt so powerless, and so turned on, in my life. All the kinky things I'd ever done, it was like they were getting sweet pay-back on me! I'll never forget getting tied up by Vivian and Bunny, oh, wow! Of course, once I got loose, I really gave Bunny what she'd been craving all along.

Reporter: Do you think you are a superior being?
Dom: Baby, you know I'm a superior being! Want me to show you just how superior? You know the girls love it!

Reporter: Women. Not girls. Saying girls is sexist, Dom.
Dom: Sexist? Or Sexy?

Reporter: Are you winking at me?
Dom: Believe it, baby!

Coaches' Wives—A suburban sex satire, where the

Real game is played on the sidelines!

By CD Conejo

http://www.cdconejo.com/

available at www.extasybooks.com

http://tinyurl.com/coacheswives

Author spotlight with PJ Dean

2010-04-19T00:03:00.001-05:00

Hello PJ,

Thanks for answering some questions for us. Let’s start with the most important one, what has been your biggest influence on becoming a writer?

The biggest influence on my becoming a writer was and has been family and friends' attitude. They seldom wanted to read anything that I had written because in their eyes trying to be a writer was just not feasible. My deceased mom on the other hand encouraged me to at the very least try my hand at writing. So, both factions propelled me toward this life. My mom liked singing opera, mezzo-soprano, but never had the chance to further her dream. She sought out small opportunities to sing when she could in community productions. Since she could not fulfill her dream, I am trying to live mine and honor her. The rest of my distant family and a few of my friends are still disbelievers and say I'll be in the poor house for following my heart. I just ignore them and keep on stepping.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
I adore watching RuPaul's Drag Race, The Bill Maher Show and eating unreal amounts of popcorn.

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
I'd be in France right now. I love that freakin' country. I have a thing about castles. I admire all the labor that went into creating those masterpieces. I also like the great views, the nonchalance of the people. I love it when the workers go on strike. They just don't give a rat's ass. They strike for everything. They get their issues out there. I'd also visit Portugal and Spain again.

One thing people don't know about me.
I am extremely political. Politics bore many here in the States, until it touches them, then... Don't get me started.

One thing you'd say to readers if you could.
One thing I'd like to say to readers is: give new authors a try. Stay with your tried and true, but try to find it in your budget to sample one new author a month. Let that author know what you thought of their work. Also, please remember writing takes a while and takes a lot out of some writers. I say it's akin to giving birth.

Thanks for listening or reading!

PJ Dean