PLEASE JOIN ME AND SOME OF THE SCP Authors DEC. 21ST!

Good Morning Readers,
On Dec. 21st, Romance authors, Dawne Prochillo, Sherry Gloag, myself, and who knows who else might drop by, will be having a chat at the Coffee Time Romance Erotic E-loop for a two hour chat from 6-8pm EST.

Join us for some great blurbs, excerpts, and contests. We'll be here and if you haven't joined, now's the time to do so. You don't want to miss this event. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/karendevinkaren/
See you there, Dec. 21st at 6pm EST....Tabs/Jaydyn

Please Welcome, the fantastic romance author, Jillian Chantal!

Good Morning Readers,
Please make welcome, the fantastic romance author and my friend, Jillian Chantal. Leave her a comment for a chance to win an E-copy of her wonderful book, The Tainted Keitre. 
 Bio: Jillian Chantal is from the Gulf Coast of Florida, where she loves to read and when she can't find the right story to read, to write it herself. She’s multi-published and loves to hear from readers.

Today I’m thrilled to be over here at Tabs’ blog to talk a bit about my newest release with Sweet Cravings Publishing- the not so naughty side of Secret Cravings Publishing. This story, called The Tainted Keitre, is set in New Orleans in the summer time which if you’re in colder climes than mine this time of year may make you a little bit warmer as you cozy up by the fire. I hope so anyway.

 This story focuses on Amina McDonough and Anton Benoit. He’s a New Orleans detective and she works in a library.  She’s best friends with his sister and has been crushing on him for years. What she sees as the main impediment to their relationship is he likes women with big breasts and well, she’s got what she calls mosquito bites.

This excerpt is near the beginning of the story where they’re both at a party for their friend who has recently passed the exam to be a palm reader. If you've ever been to New Orleans, you’ll be familiar with the various seers and palm readers in Jackson Square. I live around 2.5 hours from there and I love to visit the city. I hope this story speaks to the readers like New Orleans speaks to me. Oh, and if you’re wondering what a Tainted Keitre is, it’s the Bigfoot of the south also known as The Honey Island Swamp Monster.

 To celebrate that it’s the Christmas season, I’ll give away a free ebook of The Tainted Keitre to one commenter who shares their favorite Christmas song with me.  I’ll start. I love “Do you hear what I hear?”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AtdOGngx2BM

 EXCERPT:

 Amina headed straight to the big cooler where the beer was iced down and the wines were arrayed on a sideboard. She grabbed a glass and pulled a bottle of pinot grigio off the table. She poured herself some and moved over to stand to the side and check out who was in the crowd.

In a moment, she felt something cold on her back and let out a little scream. She turned around. “Ah, you bum, that was cold. Ice cold, even.”

Anton Benoit bowed. “Sorry, you looked hot.” He held up his dark brown bottle of beer, “I thought there was no better way to cool off than with a cold brew.”

“I think it’s meant to be taken internally, not rubbed up and down someone’s spine.” She grinned, “Although, now that you mention it, that did feel pretty good.”

“Turn around.” He twirled his finger and she faced away from him.

As soon as her back was to him, he ran the bottle over her bare shoulders and down her back again. She shuddered; not from the coolness of the beer, but from the nearness of him. Her nipples taut, she forced herself not to lean back into him since he had rejected her before. She said in a light tone, “Where is Titsy this evening?”

“Totsy. Her name is Totsy and you know it.”

“Yeah. It’s Totsy, but you have to admit, she is titsy.” Amina turned to face Anton. “Of course, that’s a requirement for you, isn’t it?”

“No. It’s not. It just happened to work out that way.” He grinned and ran his index finger down the side of Amina’s arm.

Ignoring his comment since he did always date women with large breasts, she asked, “Where is she?”

“She couldn't make it. She had somewhere else she needed to be tonight.”

So that’s why he came over to stand with me. No date, let’s hang with my sister’s best friend. Amina looked up into Anton’s dark grey eyes and tried to concentrate. Dang. Why did he have to be some handsome? And so unavailable. She stiffened her spine. “I can’t play nursemaid since Titsy couldn't make it. I find myself suddenly in need of some boiled shrimp. I’ll see you later.”

Buy Link:

http://store.sweetcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=112&zenid=f7566ad58f0b82e144f222cdd4f62cb7

 Contact Jillian:

www.jillianchantal.com

Twitter: Jillianchantal

FaceBook: Jillian Chantal

TODAY'S AMAZING GUEST, ROMANCE AUTHOR, JULIE D'ARCY!

Good Morning Readers,

Like a little magic in your romance? Who doesn't? Today's special guest, the fabulous Australian Fantasy Romance Author, Julie D'Arcy. Julie has years of experience as both an author and a publisher, although these days she's retired from the publishing world, you can't go wrong with one of her fantastic books. Please show some love and leave Julie a comment.

About the Author:

Lives in Wangaratta, North East Victoria, Australia with her life partner Philip and her spoiled Tonkanese cat Jessalyn. Julie attended Monash University in Melbourne, Australia where she majored in Art and Design. She started writing at 38 when she became disenchanted with the books on offer to read. So wrote a book combining her two favorite genres, Fantasy and Romance and has not looked back since.

 Julie’s first two novels Time of the Wolf  and Silverdawn were first published in 1999 and 2000 and Shortlisted for several prestigious awards, including the PEARL and Sapphire, with Time of the Wolf winning the 1999 RIO (Reviewers International, Dorothy Parker Award) in the Fantasy category for Women’s Fiction. Both books were also runners up in the prestigious Australian, RUBY* Award run by the Australian RWA.

 Julie began writing seriously in 1994, and is the author of a series of Fantasy romance novels based in her fictional medieval world of Tarlis. The first book, The Dragon and the Rose will be the next book released by Secret Cravings Publishing.

 Julie has written for such publishers as ImaJinn Books, Mundania Press, Eternal Press, Moongypsy Press, Noble Romance Publishing and is now proud to be part of  Secret Cravings Publishing.

Julie is the author of 8 full length novels (now out of print, but being released again soon) and 2 novellas. She has written in such genres as Fantasy Romance, Vampire Romance, Ghost Romance, with all books crossing many genres, such as witchcraft, reincarnation and all of her books are very much plot driven, with most reviews scoring no less than a 4-5 and several receiving BEST READS by Reviewers.

Hi and thank you for having me as a guest on your Blog today.

Today I would like to tell you a little about my new Fantasy Romance Novel, Elven Magick.

Elven Magick is along the lines of, The Lord of the Rings, but with a lot more romance J Sword and sorcery, Elves, action, love, lust, betrayal!

Elven Magick is the follow up novel to my previously released novel by Secret Cravings Publishing, called, The Dragon and the Rose. I have included a summary of the story and a review. Hope you enjoy reading about my new release. J

Cheers~

ELVEN MAGICK by Julie A. D’Arcy

 The Saga continues...but will the price be too high this time? It has been over twenty-one years since Narokah; the Dark Priest was overpowered and doomed to the Fiery Abyss. Vellandril was certain by keeping the Sword of Niraz in his care instead of returning it, he was doing the right thing, but years later, he finds himself on a new quest, that leads him to buried secrets as he once again must leave the elven village of Tarlis-Leah.

Vellandril Ballindoch, King of Tarlis-Leah cannot believe that the Sword of Niraz has been stolen. He had kept the sword close to him in hopes of remembering the days of old when he and the others had shared good times. It had been his only link and by thinking it was safe, he had been drugged and it stolen, from him, right under his nose. He feels like he has betrayed the Gods. Now he must go out and find it and this time return it to its rightful place. He seeks the advice of Meggahn, since she always held wise counsel. He could only hope that she would send the Knight Sir Gwayne, Johden's father, in Garrik's place, on this search for the sword.

Queen Meggahn is surprised to see Vellandril but when he inquires of her husband's whereabouts, she informs that Garrik and her son have gone west to fight in the raging war. The battlefield only grows worse and she can only hope that they will be spared and return to her when the fighting is over. When she learns why Vellandril has come for help, she insists that the King's First Knight go along with him to find the sword.

Johden has fought many years to try to forget the elven prince, Vellandril. Even after all the passing years, when she sees him again, her knees turn to jelly. To keep her heart intact, she must be bold and feisty, so she decides to be rude to him. She cannot believe she has to join the elf on some mission to find the sword again but she is the best of the Knights and she does enjoy a great adventure. And when Gabriene steps into the picture, she refuses for anyone to tell Vellandril that he is Vellandril's son. When she is ready to inform the elf, she will be the one to do so. For now she will accompany Vellandril every step of the way, while trying to keep her feelings locked deep inside her heart.

Gabriene Ballindoch has no idea that his father is the elf prince. After he decides to follow his mother on the journey, he hopes to uncover his best friend's killer. A moon ago, Jon, the Baron's son was murdered and it still bothers Gabriene. But in his way to locate the killer, he learns the identity of his father, as well as the woman fated to be his love. Morganna le Mordah is not the ordinary woman that Gabriene expected. He found her somewhat cold, unfeeling and cruel underneath all that beauty. But that was after she had wished him to lie with her, and discovered he was an elf, known as scum of the earth. Morganna had no idea that one man would make her come alive with a simple touch, after she had been told how awful it would be for a woman to mate with a man. She quickly learns that what she was informed was incorrect. After seeing that Gabriene is an elf, she gets irate and calls for help but after he is gone, she only remembers his delicate touch and how he made her feel so much like a real woman. Now she realizes where her love really lies, but after feeling the sensations that Gabriene instrumented to her body, she doesn't know if she will ever see him again. Even though he was forbidden, that only made her want him more.

It has been twenty-two summers since Vellandril entered the Castle de Danann, and twenty-one summers since he has seen the lovely face of Johden. He can't believe that he has returned to a place he sworn he would never set foot again. Vellandril may have betrayed her, but one thing that never stopped was the buried love he held in his heart for her. But more importantly, he never knew that there was a son that he never knew and one that would make him most happy. After Vellandril learns that he has a son, he is more torn with Johden and doesn't understand why she had to keep the secret. It is an intense battle between the two as their heart opens and the past is revealed, opening events that stir strongly for the two. If the sword were not enough to worry over, others are caught in their own upsweep of events with sworn revenge, losses of inheritance and escapades that abound as a war rages in the west with loved ones wondering if their husband or sons will return home again.

A review by “Romance at Heart Magazine.”

Elven Magick is a very impressive read. Once again this reader was captivated by the scenery and the characters that detailed this lovely fantasy. I could almost feel the sensation flowing through Vellandril when he hears that Johden was not married. And the meeting of the two after all the passing years was so real, so genuine, it just smoldered in the pages. I loved the character of Johden, strong, feisty and determined to stand on her own, yet a softer side to her whenever she is around Vellandril that just oozes through her pores. Not to mention Vellandril when he is near Johden, the chemistry between the two is remarkably written and the dialogue, magnificent. Gabriene and Morganna had their own fiery heat that sprinkled in the story-line  All the characters were so remarkable that it is hard expressing them in one word, but this reader could feel their emotions strongly.

Julie A. D'Arcy crafts another brilliant tale that engages immediately from the first page. With her in-depth characters, wonderful intrigue, and detailed description of a breathtaking area, this is one story that should not be missed. If you haven't read the first of the series, The Dragon and the Rose, it would be best to read it first, then spring right into Elven Magick. Just get a comfortable chair, sit back and get ready for a fascinating venture that will not be forgotten. She blends in excellent conversation, and a story-line that keeps the story moving along, creating a tale that practically comes to life with every flip of the page. From the lovely castles, the intense fighting and the damsels often in need of help, she pens a charming book that is a timeless piece of art. I like the way she makes her heroine's strong, yet tender, and her hero's ready to do anything for the one woman they love. This is one explosive read that shouldn't be missed. Why not pick your copy of Elven Magick up today. An exciting fun-filled adventure waits in this dynamite read! I love her work! And the covers are spectacular.

Sincerely good reading,

Romance at Heart Magazine

Linda

Elven Magick can be purchased at http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=23&products_id=444   from Wed. 07 November, 2012 onwards. And from Monday 13^th Nov. from Amazon.

 More of Julie’s titles, excerpts, extra Bio information and her gallery of book covers can be found at www.julieadarcy.com

You may visit her Blog at http://satinandlipstick.blogspot.com.au/

Julie also loves nothing better than for her readers to contact her with feedback about her novels. You may do so on julie.darcy3@bigpond.com 

Or, help spread the word about Julie’s novels by writing a short review to place on Amazon Book Reviews, found on the Amazon Book page under her titles.

Today's Special Guest, Romance Author, Helena Harker!

Hi Readers,
You'll love today's wonderful guest, romance author, Helena Harker. Please make her feel welcome and leave a comment.

Bio: Helena Harker is a teacher by day, writer by night, a daydreamer who loves to escape to other worlds. Her fiction is populated by strong men, passionate women and lots of paranormal creatures. In her free time she enjoys photography and curling up with a good book. She is multi-published and writes for young adults under her real name. 

The Male G-Spot:

My story is about a submissive woman who is asked to be dominant for the evening. One of the things she does to push her partner’s limits is try to get him to accept “ass play.” Of course he doesn't want to have anything to do with it at first, and she has to work pretty hard to get him to accept the idea.

The point is, men have a G-Spot, and it’s the prostate gland. It’s an area that has millions of nerve endings, and when it’s stimulated, the sensation can be intensely pleasurable. There are a lot of taboos associated with anal play, but it’s something you might want to explore with your partner. Have your man lie comfortably on his back, knees bent, giving you access to his anus.  Use a glove, lube and a lot of finesse. Ladies, trim your fingernails! Rectal tissue is very delicate. Slowly massage the area around the anus, and then insert one finger. Use as much lube as necessary. Bend your finger in a “come here” motion, and you will find the prostate approximately two to four centimeters (two or three inches) inward.

How do you know when you’ve found it? It’s roughly the same size and shape as a walnut, so when you feel a slight bulge against the wall of the rectum, that’s it. Ask him what feels good. Some men prefer thrusting motions, others prefer constant pressure or circular motions. Experiment and most of all, communicate. If you perform oral sex on him at the same time, it can produce a mind-blowing orgasm! 

Blurb: When Bethany reads her Master’s note, she expects it to contain the usual set of instructions telling her how to prepare for their Friday evening play session. But her Master asks for the unexpected—he wants her to be his Domme. Bethany is terrified at the prospect, but she doesn't want to disappoint Master. She’ll need to tap into her inner dominatrix if she’s to give her newly submissive lover what he needs.

Excerpt:

I stood by the bedside table, where Master had left his instructions on a piece of red paper he’d transformed into an origami swan. Beautiful.A shame to unfold it, really. Every Friday night, he left me prep work for the scene he wanted to act out when he returned from the office.

Sometimes he made simple requests, asking me to answer the door dressed only in my leather collar and crotch-less panties, and then kneel at his feet after he entered. Or he gave me more detailed instructions, where I had to cook a three-course meal, light candles, make up the bed in satin sheets and lay out the various crops and floggers in a straight line on the mahogany desk by the window. Master loved scenarios involving costume play, especially when I wore my corseted Victorian gown, and he tied me to the bed, ravishing me while I begged to be set free. Other times I draped myself in filmy veils and posed as a harem girl, shimmying my hips in an improvised belly dance. When I finished removing the veils, dropping them one by one at his feet, he played the sultan and demanded sexual favors.

I held the paper swan to my nose, inhaling its scent. His scent. I caught the faint hint of musky cologne, Fetiche, which I bought for his birthday. One fold at a time, I straightened the paper, tingling in anticipation. What did he desire this evening? Bondage? Spanking? A session with the flogger that ended in a frenzy of fucking? Warmth spread through my pussy as multiple possibilities spun inside my mind. Closing my eyes, I pressed the paper against my lips.

When Master wrote his notes, the pen left indentations in the paper. The precisely looped Ds and bold Ys reflected his assertive personality.

 Dearest Bethany,

Tonight, your task is to be my Domme. Do what you like with me.

Your humble servant,

Dylan

 What? Domme him? I didn’t have a clue how to be a Domme. I’d always been his submissive. We’d been together five years and for that entire time, I’d acted as his willing servant, surrendering to him, pleasing him. The roles suited us to perfection. My previous relationships were the same. I’d always been with a Dom, and never, ever considered any other role for myself. Being a sub fulfilled me.

I read the note a second time. He signed it Dylan, his real name. All the other messages had been signed Master.

What do I do? What do I do?

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