Friday, November 21, 2014

Book Spotlight ~ Red & Her Big Bad Dom by @SydneyStClaire

Book Specs:

Title: Red & Her Big Bad Dom
Series Name: Once Upon A Dom
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press          
Editor: Diana Carlile
Cover Artist: Diana Carlile
Theme(s): Fairy Tales, Fairy Tales You Mother Never Read You
Genre: Romance
SubGenre(s): Erotica, BDSM
Rating:  (R) (Hot, explicit love scenes)
Keywords: Fairytales, Erotica, BDSM, Romance

Page Count: 114
Word Count: 32998
Digital Price: 3.99
Digital ISBN 978-1-62830-709-2
COPYRIGHT © 2014 by Susan Edwards


Wealthy computer genius Graham Winters is in love with a woman who won’t join him for a stingy cup of coffee. How can he prove he’s nothing like her jerk of an ex if she won’t give him a chance? Then he spots her at a BDSM club and devises a plan. During the day, he’s “that damn geek.” At night, he’s the masked Dom known as The Wolf.

When it comes to her love life, Lucy Sanchez has one rule—no geeks. Not even rich, good looking geeks. She’s attracted to Graham but rules are rules. Besides, she has her wolf, the mysterious Dom who makes her blood sing. Then she’s invited to a fairytale event at Pleasure Manor and this Little Red Riding Hood plans to enjoy every delicious moment with her big, bad Dom.

Excerpt #1 R

“Red Riding Hood. Your wolf awaits.”

Lucy stepped forward as did her wolf. He pointed to the ground. Lucy knelt, assuming a submissive posture. Her Dom circled her several times then stopped in front of her, so close that his gloved-cock brushed her forehead. It was tempting to lift her head, to stick out her tongue and touch him through the black fabric, but she didn’t.

He snapped his fingers. “Follow me. The woods await.”

His deep, husky voice with just a hint of an accent vibrated through her, warming her belly and heating her core. It amazed her that his voice alone made her throb. She stood, keeping her head bent, her gaze to the ground. When he whipped around to lead the way, she almost stumbled. Not only was his crotch cut out but so was the seat of his pants. She stared at the G-string tucked into the crease of his ass.

The black set off his nicely tanned buttocks and was more temptation than she could resist. As soon as they exited out a side door into the garden, she cupped his cheeks, finding the flesh warm and firm. 

The man most definitely worked out.

He whipped around, eyes narrowed to slits behind his mask. “Did I give you permission to touch?”

Head bowed meekly, Lucy licked her lips. “No Sir. I’m sorry, Sir. I couldn’t resist. Guess you’ll have to punish me. Sir.”

“Ah, my lovely little sub wants to be punished?”

Lucy shivered and the wetness between her legs dripped down the inside of her thighs. “Oh yes, Sir. I need to be punished.”

Her Dom swept in, picked her up, and slung her over his very broad shoulders. Lucy grinned. When the flat of his hand came down hard on her bare ass, not once, not twice but three times in rapid succession, she sighed. The sharp strokes of pain sent heat right into the heart of her clit. Her sigh gave way to a squeal when his finger slid into her.

“You’re hot and wet, Red.”

“Yes, Sir—” She squealed and swallowed her gasps of pleasure as he stroked his finger in and out. 

God, she wanted this man with an intensity that often scared her.

Her Dom carried her through the garden and headed along a path leading away from the mansion. 

“You are mine. Mine to play with, to do whatever I want.”

“Oh yes, Sir. Play with me. I’m yours. Only yours.” She groaned, her hands still on his ass, her fingers digging in as he slid his finger up through her wet folds. She bit her lip to keep from screaming when he found aching center. A soft whimper escaped.

He stopped. “I don’t hear you.” He pinched her clit.

The light sensation of pain sent need screaming through her. Lucy screamed then whimpered when he pulled his hand away.

“Let the games begin,” he whispered, his palm caressing her stinging ass.

Sydney St. Claire is the pseudonym of Susan Edwards, author of 14 Historical Native American/Western/Paranormal romances and the author of the popular “White” Series.
Sydney loves writing and sharing stories of love, happiness and dreams come true with her readers. She credits her mother for her writing success.  Encouraged to read as a child, she always preferred happy endings which meant romances were her favorite genre.  Sydney takes her readers into the world of erotica romance where her characters come together in explosive passion as they solve life’s problems and find true love along with the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.
Sydney’s office is quite crowded with three dogs at her feet and five cats to keep her company while she writes. Three cats always insist on beds on her desk, barely leaving enough room for her monitor and keyboard. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising…
When not writing, she enjoys crafts of all sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch and knitting. She and her husband of 30 + years are avid gardeners. He takes care of the veggies, and Susan is in charge of the ‘pretties’. Her medicine wheel garden is in a contact state of war: flowers vs. weeds. Sadly, right now the weeds are wining…
While writing, she listens to a wide variety of music. Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.

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Tuesday, November 18, 2014

What Stops You from doing NaNoWriMo?

There's a lot of division among writers whether it's being a panster or a plotter to whether or not to participate in NaNoWriMo.

I'm a supporter of NaNoWriMo. I love the shared community. I love knowing that other people are suffering just as I am. Er, that doesn't sound very nice. Sorry. I meant to say that writing is a very solitary activity. During the month of NaNo, I see dozens of posts on my social media every day by other writers sharing their joys at achieving their daily word count or sharing their woes at getting stuck on a scene or a stubborn character.

What it comes down to is this: I am not alone.

But what stops you from NaNo-ing?

I've done my best to participate every year, but I admit I'm not exactly successful every year. Some years I barely made it half-way to the 50k word count goal. I don't like to say I gave up, but I did have to postpone my novel writing for a while. And sometimes there are several reasons for this.

Work: Having a full-time job is a difficult challenge for a person wanting to make a career out of writing, or for that person who just wants to commit a month for this personal challenge. Unfortunately, you can't call in sick to your day job just so you can stay home and write the day away. Nor can you call in sick because you spent the entire night writing instead of getting the sleep that you need. You have commitments to your day job, especially if that's what pays the bills. I remember that was a great struggle for me when I was working at my job as Assistant Manager at Waldenbooks.

Solution: I can only offer tips that worked for me. I'm sure there are lots of different ways to tackle this obstacle. There were three different times I found that I could squeeze in some writing. If I woke early in the morning, I could get an hour or so of writing time in. If I was too lazy or too tired to wake early (I am not a morning person!), I'd take my notebook to work and I'd write during my lunch break. I'd only get a half-hour of writing, but I might be able to squeeze in 300-500 words. Maybe more if I wrote fast. And if my co-workers decided on that day to interrupt my lunch break with help on the sales floor (and that did happen frequently), then I'd leave my writing for night. Typically (before I had kids) my favorite time to write was at night anyway. I could easily get a good 2 hours of writing time every night.

“What do you want? What are you willing to give up to get it? Writing requires you make sacrifices. Be prepared to work hard to be a writer.”~Sandra Brown

Family: Family members can either be the best supporters of a writer or the worst obstacles. My family is both. My husband encourages me to write. However, he hates the month of November because of NaNo. He's become my arch nemesis when it comes to participating in this challenge. Apparently during the past years, I become very emotional about failing to meet my daily word count goals. I'm sure I've given a thousand excuses for not being able to write for some reason or other (I am creative with my excuses) and he just got tired of hearing about how I couldn't do it. And he's of the opinion that when you write, you should do your best on the first draft so you don't have more work to do later rather than writing crap just to have words on the page that you can edit later. But, he's not a writer, so what does he know anyway? Right?

Solution: Don't bother talking to family about NaNo. If they aren't writers, they won't understand the compulsion to get words on paper to complete this challenge. Instead, chat with other writers about any woes or joys you're feeling about your novel. There are tons of other writers out there going through the exact same things you're going through. Sometimes they can help motivate you better than your loved ones.

“All writers have this vague hope that the elves will come in the night and finish any stories.”~Neil Gaiman

Children: Children deserve a category of their own! As much as I love my kids, they also drive me crazy when I'm trying to write. Just as I sit down at my computer, they are at my knee asking for a drink or something to eat or maybe complaining that one of the others was hitting and I have to stop my writing (before I even began) to settle disputes or negotiate with them for a few minutes of writing time before I need to jump up to see to their needs. Of course, my children are young, I have three between the ages of 4 and 8. The last several years have been significantly challenging when it came time for writing especially NaNo. Sleepless nights with babies, changing diapers, spending time with homework and learning ABC's. There are so many things children need that parents must provide. And my kids have always come before my writing, but I admit now that they're a bit older, I just tell them to get their own drinks if they're thirsty. I couldn't do that a few years ago and I'm enjoying the novelty of self-sufficiency.

Solution: If you have the resources, whether its family, friends or paid services, getting a babysitter for a few hours of writing time is well-deserved. If not, (and I join those ranks!) writing early in the morning before they wake or late at night after they go to sleep is another option. Writing during the day has nearly vanished for me. I used to get in some writing during naptimes. Occasionally, if I see they are immersed in play I might be able to quietly open my laptop without them noticing. It never seems to last long. But remember, these times will change as children grow older. I hear many of my writer friends talk about the hours of free writing time they have now that they're children are teenagers. It won't be long before my kids are grown. I'm happy to keep my writing at morning or night and enjoy my kids during the day. They grow too fast anyway.

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed."~Ernest Hemingway

Self-Doubt: This is the worst! The absolute hands-down worst! I can handle any obstacles a job, family and children can throw my way but when it comes to my own brain I sometimes come out as a pile of poo on the floor. Writers are their own worst critics. No one can criticize my writing like me! And that is the number one thing that stops me from completing NaNo. I'll start out on a buzz thinking my new novel is going to be the greatest thing I ever wrote and usually after the first week I start wondering who would ever want to read this crap!

Solution: I know its tough, but you have to turn off your internal editor! Its hard for me, too! Usually, I like to go back to yesterday's writing to get back into the scene and that's when I notice the inevitable grammar or spelling errors that I cringe at. I'll try to fix a few, but if I don't stop myself, I'll soon be editing the whole piece instead of moving forward to write more words. And I do my best to not to wonder about what readers will think about my work. That just stops me in my tracks! My mind goes completely blank with fear and I have no words left. So when I NaNo, I'm writing only for my own enjoyment. I'm not thinking about readers or sales. I'm not thinking if I can manage to pay any bills with the end result of this month's efforts. I'm thinking only of having fun while I write. That's the only way I can finish.

"This is how you do it: You sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It's that easy, and that hard." --Neil Gaiman

Friday, November 14, 2014

Book Spotlight: Last Hope Alaska by Linda Trout

Emily Redfern's ex-fiancĂ© learned to kill on the back streets of New York.  Now, she is his target.  Broke, exhausted, and a step ahead of the man she once loved, she clings to one last hope: the wilds of Alaska.  The quiet safety of her hide-a-way becomes addictive as she grows to care for the man who offers her refuge.
Released from prison after a wrongful conviction, native Alaskan Sam Tarkington is determined to regain his business, repair his reputation, and rebuild his life.  But when he meets a desperate and vulnerable woman, guarding secrets of her own, she tugs at his heart.  She's a distraction he can't afford. Sam must choose Emily or achieving his dreams.
Like Emily's life, the peacefulness of the wilderness is an illusion as danger lurks in the distance.  Does Sam hold the key to her survival or will her past cost them everything?
His breath fanned her cheek as he stopped only inches away from her. His shadow blocked the sun. He tilted her chin and lifted one corner of his lips in a knowing smile. Then he lowered his head and pressed his lips gently against hers in a simple taste. He pulled back with a surprised look. Hesitating only a moment longer, he then took her mouth with a hunger that rattled her senses.

The kiss was much more than she had anticipated. Never in her life had she experienced such a connection, such wanton need. Sam wrapped his arms around her, crushing her breasts against the hard planes of his body. She inched her fingers into his hair and allowed him to deepen the kiss. Emily lost herself in his touch, the caresses up and down her back. She moved closer. Oh, yes. This was what she…

With a jolt her world came crashing back. What was she doing? She opened her eyes, taking in the forest around them. She pushed against his chest to break the kiss. Reluctantly he released her, and she met his gaze. Her cheeks heated with how she’d reacted to him. “We can’t—”

“Emily, I—” he said at the same time. He stepped back as confusion, followed by something else she couldn’t quite identify, spread across his face. “I promise that won’t happen again.”

Linda Trout is a true romantic at heart, living with her real life hero and various dogs and cats in northeastern Oklahoma. She counts herself lucky to have grown up in a small farming town with small town values. Getting lost in a good book is one of her favorite pastimes, so it was natural that she turned to writing, wanting to create intriguing stories of her own. She finds the greatest stress relievers in life are
writing a really good scene, and riding her Harley down the highway at 70 mph, plotting her next book.
Be sure to visit Linda’s website at