tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47737848130207988832024-03-19T03:50:59.146-07:00Barbara ElsborgBarbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.comBlogger341125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-174622195535724072014-03-23T08:13:00.003-07:002014-03-23T08:13:43.946-07:00New blog and WebsiteFrom now on my blog and website are combined at <br />
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I hope this transitions smoothly!Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-6501456613894591482014-03-21T00:30:00.000-07:002014-03-21T00:30:03.710-07:00Crash into Love - by Sofia Grey<h1>
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I'm one of the blogs on Sofia's tour for her new book - Crash into Love! </div>
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to my playlists. I like his laid back, gentle style, and it’s a song I now
associate with the sea. If you watch the YouTube clip you’ll see why. Despite
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and kissed me back, hard. He rolled to lie on his back and urged me to go on
top, then wrapped both arms around me. I squealed with glee inside. Thirty-four
years old and making out on the sand like a horny teenager. I ran my fingers
through his hair and rubbed myself against him while he explored my mouth. I
had to lift my head. I needed to breathe. He lay there, flushed and panting,
wild hair covered with fine, powdery sand, and gave me the sexiest grin I’d
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<span lang="EN-US">“What do you think?” We kissed
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reminder of our dinner, but he tasted dark and delicious. He slid his hands
down my arms, and every nerve ending jumped to life. He was creating erogenous
zones that I didn’t know were possible. Right now, my entire body was rewriting
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<span lang="EN-NZ">Catch me
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Romance author Sofia Grey spends her days managing projects
in the corporate world and her nights hanging out with wolf shifters and alpha
males. She devours pretty much anything in the fiction line, but she prefers
her romances to be hot, and her heroes to have hidden depths. When writing, she
enjoys peeling back the layers to expose her characters’ flaws and always makes
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Isn't this the most fantastic cover!!! I'd love hair like that, not sure I'd like to be a vampire though. My blog is one step on Sotia's tour. You have a chance to win this book by entering the draw.<br />
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movie industry, Cherry Stem has to rely on her mesmerizing vampire gaze for her
meals and money. With the rent deadline approaching, settling for pocket change
isn’t an option, so she reluctantly decides to let tall, dark, and handsome
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more than another “girl meets boy, girl feeds from boy, girl erases boy’s
memories” hook-up. Once missing young women, the vampire council, and her
irresistible ex are thrown into the mix though, she realizes nothing is as
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my body seemed silly after we’d already had sex, so I didn’t. Not that he
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you’d want clean clothes as soon as you were dry,” he said. “Got a couple tees
and sweatpants from my place. They’ll be too big for you, but at least the
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throat while I gaped at him. As it was, I was grateful I’d opened the shower
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already run my fingers down his chest and abs, but seeing the smooth, flawless
skin stretch over rippling muscle made me itch to caress it. His shoulders were
wide; I knew that already, but the way they rounded, leading to his flexing
biceps, was a sight to behold. And that’s what I did. I <i>beheld</i>, wishing he was closer, that I could press my breasts
against his chest and see goose bumps rise.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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probably have kept staring at his six-pack for much longer if his fingers
hadn’t gotten in the way. Splayed across his abdomen, they touched what I
longed for, ghosting their way down to the front of his pants. I wanted to lick
my way along the trail of fine hair beneath his navel that disappeared inside
his waistband. I sucked in a breath when he undid the button and another when
the zipper lowered, allowing his slacks to fall to the teal, tiled floor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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followed them, until he stepped out of the pooled fabric and toward the shower
stall.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Book Title:</span></i></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Cherry
Stem (Book I of the <i>Cherry</i> Series)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Author:</span></i></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Sotia
Lazu<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Genre:</span></i></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Erotic
Urban Fantasy<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Length:</span></i></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> 74K<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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3.15.2014<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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| Coming Soon on Amazon (http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Stem-Sotia-Lazu/dp/148415570X/)<b><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Sotia cries at sappy movies and wishes she could take
in all the stray dogs in the world. She lives in Athens, Greece, with her
husband—whom she met through writing—their son, and their two rescue dogs, one
of which might be part-pony.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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urban fantasy novels, always with vivid erotic elements. Her characters aren't
exactly hero-material at first glance; she likes making them fight for their
happiness. Still, the romantic in her can’t resist happy endings.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Sotia’s books:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Amazon (<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sotia-Lazu/e/B006ZXWZYK">www.amazon.com/Sotia-Lazu/e/B006ZXWZYK</a>)
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Website (<a href="http://sotialazu.com/">http://sotialazu.com</a>)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Blog (<a href="http://sotialazu.wordpress.com/">http://sotialazu.wordpress.com</a>)
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Goodreads (<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4597070.Sotia_Lazu">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4597070.Sotia_Lazu</a>)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Or write to her at <a href="mailto:author@sotialazu.com">author@sotialazu.com</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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When my kids get all bent out of shape about something and want to right a perceived wrong, I always say - what end result do you want? Will it make everything right again? Because if it won't, then think twice about saying or doing anything. Cowardly behaviour is not right but better to walk away from confrontation that step it up into something you never wanted it to be.<br />
The world's a big place. We should be able to share nicely!<br />
Apart from that bitch who keeps telling her friends to vote--oops sorry - did it again!Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-84553326446167132292014-02-12T00:30:00.000-08:002014-02-12T00:30:06.150-08:00Today is the day!!!!!!!!!!!My erotic romance Summer Girl, Winter Boy is out today with Ellora's Cave. Yippee<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Jai Winter is trying to do the right thing,
even though he knows it’s wrong. Forced to participate in kinky sex games, the
renowned model spends his spare moments creating an impressive list of suicide
options. Until a snowy day provides a bit of Summer…a pink-haired burst of
sunshine w<a href="" name="_GoBack"></a>ith a ready smile. What begins as the hottest
sex of his life turns into a ray of hope.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Summer Dey has baggage of her
own—literally. Having spent eighteen months in South America trying to escape a
shocking accident, Summer finds an illegal nightmare hidden in her suitcase.
She doesn’t want to put Jai in danger, but his gorgeous face and killer bod
prove hard to resist.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Boy meets girl, girl falls for boy, and
everything would be perfect if it wasn’t for blackmail, drug dealers and tragic
events in both their pasts. Staying together could be their salvation—or their
ultimate undoing.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">An Extract From Summer Girl, Winter Boy<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">(The pair have just met and are stranded at
a snowbound airport)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> An hour later, Jai was drowning in a
perfect way. Summer was smart and funny. Too smart and funny for him. Even so,
at a different time, and in a different place, he’d have persuaded her back to
his bed, and the telephone number he’d give her would have been the right one,
and he’d have called her when he said he would because she might be The One.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> His dick went rigid with shock. Or
something else.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> But there was no different time, no
different place. He was who he was and he had no future until Marta and Saul
were either bored with him or were dead. Or he was dead. Buried under a ton of
ice in an ice age. Not a likely scenario and not going on his list. <i>Oh hell, why not if it might happen next
year?</i> His cock deflated.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “You’ve gone all moody,” Summer said.
“What’s wrong?”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> He’d thought he’d hidden that. <i>Shit.</i> “Just thinking about how hard that
floor is going to be.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “I’ve slept in worse places. At least it’s
clean. No llama poop or guinea pig bones.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> He’d slept in worse places too though the
beds had been comfortable and the sheets high-quality Egyptian cotton, but the
people with him—<i>fucking bastards. </i>It
wasn’t where you slept but who slept with you.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> They left the bar when shutters rattled.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Guess we should try to get some sleep,” he
said as they moved into the concourse, though sleep was the last thing on his racing
mind. “Welcome to the latest in innovative hotels. We have a wide selection of
extremely spacious open-plan accommodations available tonight. Bedrooms with
and without views. I’m afraid the beds are a little firm and only a few have en
suite facilities. On the plus side, they’re economical.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> Summer shivered. “Think there’s anywhere
warm?”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> He looked at her long, tanned bare legs,
her skimpy dress, the metal at her nipples, then at the snow plastering itself
against the windows.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “I know,” she said. “I’m not dressed for
winter, but I left eighty-degree heat and assumed I’d get straight off one
plane and onto another. I intended to change into my jeans when I arrived in
London. I’ve a coat in my…suitcase, which is probably languishing under three
feet of snow because the guys who are supposed to unload went home while they
still could.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Want a sweater?” He took one from his
carry-on and handed it to her.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Thank you so much.” She pulled it on.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> The dark-blue sweater swamped her but she
looked so cute, his cock flickered back to life. <i>Give it up. There’s no point. </i>She shouldn’t have looked sexy in a
guy’s sweater, though he’d prefer her in nothing but those piercings. He wanted
to suck them, rub the head of his dick over them. Blood flowed south. <i>Damn it. Stop thinking.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> They wandered through the airport, looking
for somewhere to settle. All the more comfortable-looking spots were already
taken.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Nowhere is warmer than anywhere else,”
Summer said. “Here will be fine.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> She dropped onto the floor next to the wall
and lay on her back with her head resting on her bag. <i>Oh god, her legs go on forever.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “You are approaching the end of the
walkway,” intoned a voice.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> Summer sat up and groaned. “Not here. That’ll
go on all night.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> They headed away into the gate area.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “I’ll just use the restroom,” she said.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Good idea. I’ll join you. Well, not join
you.” Though the idea appealed.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> He took out his last two temazepam and then
stuffed them back in the bag. Maybe he didn’t need them. After he’d splashed
water into his mouth and on his face, he accidentally looked up into the
mirror. He hated what he saw—dark shadows under his eyes, a wary look on his
face, a tense jaw, yet under all that, a guy women seemed to find irresistible.
All those years he’d thought he was something special and now he longed to be
nothing special at all.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> When he emerged, Summer was already lying
on the floor with her head on her backpack. He unzipped his carry-on to take
out a pair of chinos and folded them to put under his head. His stomach
fluttered as he settled next to her, his face inches from hers.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Are you sleeping on the side of the bed
you prefer?” he asked. <i>Does anyone
usually share your bed? Are you married, engaged, have a boyfriend?<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “I’m fine unless your side of the bed is
more comfortable, in which case I hope you’d be a gentleman and swap.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Sadly not.” <i>I’m no gentleman. You could lay on me except we’d get arrested.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> She was so close he could almost count her
eyelashes. Her eyes were the strong blue of the sky on a cold winter’s day, the
irises ringed with a darker hue. She had a couple of freckles on her tanned
cheeks and he wanted to kiss them, kiss her lips, kiss her cute nose, kiss her
nipples, kiss her all over. His cock twitched.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Are you going to close your eyes?” he
asked.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Eventually. Are you?”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Eventually. I like the view too much at
the moment.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Very smooth, Mr. Winter.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Thank you, Miss Summer. Are your nipples
pierced?” The question slipped out before he could stop it.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Yes.”</span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US"> No,
you can’t come out and take a look</span></i><span lang="EN-US">, he yelled at
his cock. <i>There’s nothing to see at the
moment.</i> The stupid thing still tried, pressing against his zipper.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Why did you have it done?”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Why do you think I had it done?”</span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US"> Oh
Christ, don’t splutter, don’t tell her what you think, what nearly every guy
would think. </span></i><span lang="EN-US">“Somewhere to hang your car keys?”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> She grinned. “Damn, I never thought you’d
get that.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Anything else pierced?” <i>Cut out my tongue now.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Maybe.”</span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US"> Ask
her what</span></i><span lang="EN-US">, said his cock.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Tattoos?” he choked out.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Maybe.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> A low growl burst from his lips and she
giggled.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “What an interesting young lady you are.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> He moved a fraction closer and could feel
her breath hitting his face.</span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US"> Do
it, do it, do it</span></i><span lang="EN-US">, yelled his cock.</span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US"> Do
what?</span></i><span lang="EN-US"> he yelled back. <i>If I kiss her, where’s it going to go? We’re lying in a public place
and you know what you’re like. This won’t stop at kissing. You’ll embarrass me.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> Had <i>she</i>
moved closer? Yes. <i>Oh god.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Hi there, folks.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> The voice jolted them both and they clashed
heads as they jerked upright.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Ouch,” Summer yelped and rubbed her
forehead.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Sorry,” he blurted.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “No, I’m sorry. Are you okay?”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> He rubbed his head. “Yep.”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"> He’d hoped their first touch would be less
painful.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> Two female airport employees stood in front
of them.</span></div>
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thought police?</span></i><span lang="EN-US"> He hadn’t done anything—yet<i>.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Sorry to disturb you,” one of the women
said. “We’re giving out blankets, pillows and a few essentials to help you
spend an easier night.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> They were each handed a bag.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “Thank you,” Summer said. “That’s
brilliant. Is there an inflatable bed in here?”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"> “Sadly not. You two have a good night.” The
women wandered off again.</span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US"> Define
“good”.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> Apart from pillows and emergency blankets,
the bags also contained bottles of water and snacks.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"> “No condoms either,” Summer said and
clapped a hand to her mouth. “Shit.”</span></div>
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-54743619392727047502014-02-09T00:30:00.000-08:002014-02-10T04:05:37.721-08:00Please welcome A.E.Via to the blog with her new book - You Can See Me<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Author
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Title: You Can See Me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">M/M/M
GAY EROTIC CONTEMPORARY <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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COUNT - 78,200<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Release
Date: February 07, 2014<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">World renowned chef
Prescott Vaughan was at the height of his career. Right before he's
to leave for Paris to work alongside his idol, a horrific car accident
leaves him completely blind. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">His female fiancé
leaves him in a state of desperation and depression. He pines for love,
companionship, and so happens to find it in the form of his very sexy
neighbor. Sexy <i>male </i>neighbor, Dr. Rickson 'Ric'
Edwards. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Prescott's not gay - at
least he never considered himself gay - until Ric saves him from a date, gone
terribly wrong. The two neighbors hit it off quickly and waste no
time exploring and learning each other. Things are great until
Ric begins to have his doubts about meeting Prescott's many
wants. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">When Ric insist he and
Prescott take a breather, Pres finds himself lonely and lacking
again. Enter, male escort and aspiring chef, Blair McKenzie to
fill the void. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">In the meantime, Ric works
on his issues that prohibits him from displaying the love he knows he
has for Prescott. When Ric is finally ready and returns to claim Prescott he's
not sure that Pres can let go of the sexy, southern, hotness that is Blair
McKenzie. After Ric has his own personal encounter with the sinfully sexy
man, he can't help but become entranced and crave more as well. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Pres soon realizes
that there's no need to choose between his two men, because when all
three of them finally come together - grab a cold drink - the heat is going to
go all the way up! </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">This is not your typical
gay ménage romance. Everyone is not happy, skipping along, and loving life.
These men are at each other’s throats. They live completely separate
lives; fuss, cuss, and fight until they all realize exactly what the
problem is...too damn much sexual tension.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Via is the new best-selling author in the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her
writing embodies everything from spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include
intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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she’s not clicking away at her laptop, A.E. runs a very successful
paralegal-for-hire business and in her spare time, she devotes herself to her
family – a husband and four children – her two pets, a Maltese dog and her
white Siamese cat, ELynn, named after the late great gay romance author ELynn
Harris. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Ric
leaned his head back against the elevator paneling and watched the numbers
light up all the way to floor ten before his eyes drifted shut for the rest of
the way. When the doors opened, he came face-to-face with Prescott’s Texan. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Fuck me.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Instead
of the gorgeous prick getting on the elevator and leaving, the cocky bastard
took a couple steps back and leaned against the wall on the opposite side of
the hallway and stared openly at him as if he hadn’t a care in the world. His
hazel eyes scanned Ric up and down, taking in his disheveled, stressed-out
appearance. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Do
you have a fucking problem?” Ric growled, refusing to pretend to be cordial to
the man even though he was a complete stranger and had done absolutely nothing
to him. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
man had the nerve to smirk at him and shake his head as if pitying Ric, or
perhaps throwing it in Ric’s face that he’d definitely had a better night than
he had. Ric did try to hide his anger at knowing the man had slept with his
Pres. Why the hell else would he be leaving at five in the damn morning? Unless
he delivered newspapers or milk, he had absolutely no reason to be on this
floor this time of morning. <i>Bastard.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“No,
I don’t have a problem,” he drawled slowly, making sure to put extra
enunciation on the “I” part of his sentence. “But, obviously, you do. Or else
you wouldn’t be scowling at me for no reason.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Fuck
you,” Ric snarled, stepping just a little closer. He wanted to tear the man’s
lips off for talking with that accent. Then he wanted to rip his hands off for
daring to touch his Prescott. <i>The man’s
probably a male gold digger.</i> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Did
you enjoy taking advantage of Prescott? Did you get what you came for?” Ric
growled like a rabid animal three inches away from the man’s face, but he’d be
damned if the asshole didn’t even flinch at his showcase of fury. No reaction
whatsoever. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
Texan had one hand casually tucked in his jeans pocket, kicking back one side
of his stylish blazer, while he lazily rubbed his other hand over his taut
chest and washboard abs that showed through the thin material of his untucked
dress shirt. Ric hated to admit it, but the man looked well fucked, and he wore
it well. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“How
could you do that to someone like him?” Ric fumed, and it took everything in
him to control his rage. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">If I hit him, no one
would know. There’s no one around, no witnesses. It’d be his word against mine.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“I
knew I’d peg you in less than five minutes.” The man spoke with one dark brown
eyebrow cocked up. He ran his fingers through his bed-tousled dark brown hair
and let out an exasperated breath.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Excuse
me?” Ric blinked.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Now
I know why you were too stupid to hold on to Prescott Vaughan. You were too
busy feeling sorry for him. Instead of you seeing a brilliant man, a
world-renowned, accomplished chef who happens to be one of the most talented
men to ever set foot in a kitchen, you see a needy, helpless man. Ahhh. Now it
makes perfect sense.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Don’t
try to act like you know me because you don’t,” Ric growled, still trying to be
mindful they were in the hallway of the floor that he lived on. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
Texan pushed off the wall and closed the few inches between them. His six feet,
two inches of height had him eye to eye with Ric, and the man showed no fear.
His handsome face was now a mask of furious anger. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“I
saw you treat him like shit on the bottom of your shoes last night. I watched
him beg you for five fuckin’ minutes of your time, and you spat in his face.
Now, you have the audacity to say I’m mistreating him? Fuck you,” he snarled
right back at Ric. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Just
as fast as the man’s anger came, it disappeared, and he composed himself to
reveal that smirk that Ric selfishly rejoiced Pres couldn’t see, because it was
sexy as fuck…and the man knew it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Ric
watched his competition push the elevator button as he rubbed his hand over his
morning stubble before speaking again. “You know what they say, don’t you, Doc?
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, and Prescott Vaughan is definitely a
rare, precious treasure.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
Texan inched in even closer, which surprised the hell out of Ric since they
were practically nose to nose. Ric was smacked in the face with a faint
soap-and-water fragrance that made his eyelids flutter and his own dick jerk to
life. Ric’s half-lidded eyes were riveted to the Texan’s plush lips as he
leaned in and whispered directly into Ric’s open mouth. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“If
you don’t pull your head out of your ass and claim Prescott Vaughan like he
wants, I won’t stop until I’ve fucked the sexy strawberry ten ways to Sunday
and there’s not a single trace of your existence left in his mind, because with
or without you, he needs love, and I was the one there last night to lick his
sweet tears when you walked away.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
elevator doors opened at his final words, and the smooth Texan took a few
graceful steps backward into the elevator and gave Ric a sexy wink right before
the doors closed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Ric thought. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-25715110453436177662014-01-31T13:17:00.000-08:002014-01-31T13:17:02.227-08:00Please welcome Molly Ann Wishlade!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">Molly's new book - Trying Too Hard came out on the 29th January with Carina Publishing. It's a contemporary erotic romance with a rugby star as its hero. For those American </span></span><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"><span style="line-height: 17.119998931884766px;">unfamiliar</span></span><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"> with rugby - it's a bit like American football but faster moving! The aim - like American Football - is to carry the ball over the line and in rugby - that's called a try. Hence Molly's great title - Trying Too Hard.</span></span></div>
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Hired as an intern at a coveted talent agency, blonde bubbly Catrin Owens knew
she could be brilliant at the job. The code of conduct is crystal clear –
business is business, pleasure is pleasure…and the two should never, ever meet!
No problem for Catrin - she’s hardworking, and determined to excel. Until, that
is, she meets the 6 ft-something wall of lean muscle that is her boss’ top
client…<br />
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Scarred, and brimming with forbidden sex appeal, the French rugby star Henri
Chevallier crashes through the walls of Catrin’s neatly-ordered life – and
throws her polished professionalism aside like a scrap of sheer French
lingerie!<br />
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The sex is fierce, exhilarating…life-changing – and almost all the more
exciting as she knows she’s risking the career she dreamed of. Catrin knows she
should step away. The problem? Henri is a temptation she can’t seem to resist…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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“There you are!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The voice was like silk
against Catrin’s skin and a flicker of lust darted like a hot tongue between
her legs. The poky, clinical office kitchen suddenly seemed too warm, its aroma
of burnt toast overpowering. The air conditioning hummed in vain as Catrin’s
body was flooded with heat.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The new arrival took hold
of her shoulders in large, powerful hands and pushed her towards the counter so
that her stomach pressed against the hard melamine edge. Her heart picked up
its pace. The fine hairs on the back of her neck pricked up.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Catrin,” he whispered
into her right ear, causing a blonde tendril of hair that had freed itself from
her chignon to flutter.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yes?” she whispered, her
nipples tightening in anticipation.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I missed you this
morning.” He nibbled her earlobe. She shivered as he ran his fingers slowly
down her sides.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Henri.” She leaned into
his warmth, felt the strength of his stomach muscles against her back, his heat
searing through her thin blouse. “I had to get back to my apartment. You
know...feed the cat.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What cat?” he said,
trickling slow kisses down her neck then sliding his hands under her arms to
cup her breasts.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She sighed as his
exquisite touch fired her passion and her breathing quickened. She slid around
in his arms then pressed a trembling hand upon his broad chest.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Please, Henri…”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What is it, <i>chérie</i>?” He tipped her chin upwards with
a fingertip and his cologne washed over her. She savoured the fresh green woody
tones. At their edge she could make out something else, something even more
delicious: his musky masculine scent. It made her want to open his shirt and
press her face against his belly to breathe him in.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I can’t keep going like
this,” she smiled, trying to regain her composure but desire pulsed through her
core like a lusty demon possession.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Like what, Catrin?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He reached out and
stroked the back of his free hand over her black satin skirt and she groaned,
moving towards him even though a voice at the back of her mind reprimanded her.
He laughed softly at her body’s betrayal and turned his hand around, pressing
it against the apex of her thighs and cupping the ready flesh beneath.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She slumped against the
counter, her eyes half-closed. Her legs turned to jelly as he lifted her skirt
to her thighs.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Here I go again!<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Her common sense drifted
away like cobwebs on the wind and her body revealed her true emotions with
every breath she took.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“<i>Oh, t’es la plus belle femme du monde!</i>” he gasped.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Sorry?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“<i>Pardon, chérie!</i>” he laughed. “I said that you are the most
beautiful woman in the world.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh,” she smiled, “Thank
you.” She loved it when Henri spoke his own language but wished that she could
understand him better. A GCSE in French hadn’t equipped her for communicating
with a French lover.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She relaxed and closed
her eyes again as he ran his hands over her thighs.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“And this is what I love
about you!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her eyes shot open.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Love?<o:p></o:p></div>
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He pushed her skirt right
up to her hips then fingered the tops of her hold-ups and she realised what he
meant. This Frenchman loved a woman’s body with all the trimmings, which was
lucky as she liked pretty underwear. It was just more fun to have someone to
appreciate it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mere moments ago she’d
been spooning two sugars into her coffee cup, desperately in need of a caffeine
fix after yet another long night of French loving with the handsome rugby
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She was exhausted.
Exhilarated. Still horny.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was hard to believe
that it was only two nights ago, on a rather cold, drizzly July evening that
she’d accompanied her boss – the renowned celebrity agent Liam H. Clarkson – to
an annual dinner. It had been the sixth anniversary of the establishment of
Clarkson and Gwillam Celebrity Agency. It now had five branches across Europe,
with the possibility of further growth, so spirits were at an all-time high.<o:p></o:p></div>
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And it had been there,
deep in the cavernous candlelit corridors and ante-chambers of Cardiff Castle,
polished, manicured and poured into her best lbd, that Catrin had met Henri.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-90084850696474929952014-01-26T05:18:00.001-08:002014-01-26T05:18:28.681-08:00Summer Girl Winter Boy - available 12th Feb from Ellora's Cave<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This story is about Jai Winter who's the twin of Richard Winter in Strangers. Kate and Charlie have a scene in this book! I'm always getting asked - well two people have asked - for more about Kate and Charlie. I don't find it easy to take up with two characters again when I've given them their happy ending, but I don't mind putting them in other books. Richard was horrible in Strangers and I'm afraid he's still a bit of a D... </div>
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-66716966901044370152014-01-10T08:15:00.001-08:002014-01-10T08:15:57.019-08:00Another endingI'm within spitting distance - though I never spit - er unless I'm cleaning my teeth - or maybe if I swallow a bug - I think I've covered everything there - back to the point - I'm within spitting distance of finishing an MM paranormal. Bloodline is the story of a faerie called Micah and a vampire called Inigo. It's a follow up to Jumping in Puddles. Though the two books are linked and best read in order, they do also work as stand alones. This is the first time I've picked up a story where it left off and written another. While Jumping had a proper ending, readers asked me what happened to Micah - hence the story I've been working on for the last few months.<br />
It's only going to be 70,000 or thereabouts. Not quite as long as many of mine but hopefully long enough for the publisher to consider for print. Any longer and they won't and though I make a pittance from paperbacks, I do so like to see them on my bookshelf.<br />
I've not even written a blurb for Bloodline - tentative title - yet. I struggle with that more than anything - apart from the last few thousand words. I don't like it when my stories end. I've loved my characters, loved being in their world - apart from at 2.00 am when I toss and turn trying to sort out a plot problem. But at some point in the next few days, I'll be able to mentally write - the end - and the story will wing its way to my beta readers.<br />
Next on the cards - a suspense story - NOT erotic though there is plenty of sex in it. It's been on my laptop for too long but I'm going to have to self-publish this one. After that I have an idea for a contemporary MM - got a title - Falling Forever.<br />
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-43447309134993372062013-12-28T00:30:00.000-08:002013-12-28T00:30:00.488-08:00Midnight kiss blog hopI'm thrilled to be part of Gemini Girls midnight kiss blog hop. <a href="http://www.geminigirls.com/hop" id="yui_3_7_2_1_1388150620020_2130" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://www.GeminiGirls.com/hop</a><br />
There are prizes galore to be had including the grand prize - a $25 book voucher from Liquid Silver Books!<br />
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What could be better than a midnight kiss?<br />
Er... chocolate, a mojito, diamonds - oops - distracted there. Of course a midnight kiss beats everything hands down. No, not hands down there!<br />
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One thing that I feel is very important when I'm writing is to make that first kiss perfect and I'd like to share the first kiss in Strangers - my most popular and probably my favourite book!<br />
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<span style="font-size: 11.5pt;">His hands moved to her hips, pulling her against him.
When Charlie buried his face in her neck and felt her soft, warm lips on his
shoulder, he was swept away in a flash flood of desire. He slid his hands up
the sides of her body, curved them around her neck, tipped up her chin and
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<span style="font-size: 11.5pt;">He was as tormented with desire as if he’d been a
schoolboy offered his first chance to snog a girl. He hovered on the verge of
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<span style="font-size: 11.5pt;">Too hungry for slow, too desperate for gentle, he
kissed Kate as if it were the last thing he’d ever do. If she’d shown the
slightest resistance, he thought he might have cried, but he knew she felt the
same. Their tongues invaded each other’s mouths, twisting together, surging,
discovering. His mind reeled with the scent of her, the taste </span><span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">of her, the feel of her, and Charlie growled deep
in his throat like some sort of animal. It bloody scared him, but he couldn’t
help it. Neither of them breathed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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gasped simultaneously and rested their heads side by side, ear to ear, panting
in unison. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“Fuck, fuck. Are you okay?” Charlie whispered. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“No.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“Me neither.” He was in imminent danger of coming
in his pants. His balls had drawn up to the base of his cock and had started
their telltale tingle. </span><i><span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt;">Shit,
from a kiss? </span></i><span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt;">Women
didn’t know how lucky they were. If they came fast, everyone was happy. If men
came too soon, everyone was disappointed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt;">He pressed his forehead against hers
and they stood for several moments not doing anything other than holding each
other while they dragged their breathing back under control. <i>This </i>was
different. <i>She </i>was different. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt;">“What are you thinking?” he asked.
Had he ever asked a woman that? Not something he needed to do because he always
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt;">“That I’ve never been kissed before,”
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 11.5pt;">Charlie pulled back and gave her a
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This is the roof of our orangery! A visit from Jack Frost.<br />
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A tree in Highlands Park - in Dallas<br />
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-88375432126463763332013-12-13T07:59:00.001-08:002013-12-13T08:07:32.279-08:00Competitions, contests and meI don't enter my books into contests, competitions etc because I hate to lose. Oh no, rewind that, I didn't mean to say that, but actually, when I think about it, I DO hate to lose. Damn that competitive spirit. But I do have an issue with books, covers etc in competitions. Unlike a maths exam where you rise and fall on your own merits against a fixed outcome, that can never be true with any artistic endeavour. Because of course, it's all subjective. A cover one will love, another will hate. A painting adored by one will be decried by another. A story one finds compelling, another will find boring. So when you enter your pride and joy in a contest you're already up against it.<br />
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So who judges? Readers? A team of reviewers? Fellow authors? Artists? Probably all of those. I have entered a few contests in the past. One for BRAVA - just a start to a story and got nowhere, though I did get that story published soon after. I also entered a contest on All Romance ebooks - where I wrote a short story that went into a voting system and gradually numbers of entries were whittled down by the number of votes they got in their section. Maybe in another section, a story could have got through. Who knows? I read some super stories that didn't make it through and some poor ones that did. It turned so quickly into - how many friends do I have that I can convince to vote for me? Once I'd implored my friends in the ARe contest, I swore never to do it again and I never have.<br />
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I noticed that I have a few books and a cover in a GR readers' poll. I looked by chance and saw them. I haven't put them forward myself, some kind reader - readers did. Thank you so much if you are reading this. It means something special to me when others put my work forward, rather than me. And although I won't solicit votes, I would of course be delighted to win. But that's not going to happen - purely because I won't plead with every person I know to vote for me. Oops - now it looks like I'm saying that the one that wins will be the one with the most friends and not necessarily the one with the best book. Doesn't matter. There IS no best book. There can't be. It's impossible to judge fairly no matter what level of competition. Even the Booker Prize causes controversy because the judges have different views.<br />
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city of New Zealand. I though it would be fun to feature a different part of
the city – especially those mentioned in the book – on each tour ‘stop’. Come
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it’s central for a lot of Wellington’s night life, but underneath, she feels
the pull. It’s not a shifter bar, but it definitely has something going on.
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for the explosion he knew was coming. Jake was going to be beyond angry. As he
prepared to make the call, his phone buzzed with a new message: <i>Jake
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 11.5pt;">“I’m nearly there,
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on? Got to go, I’ll update you later.” He terminated the call and switched off
the phone. With luck, Jake would pacify the Kiwi wolves, he'd make the meeting
and recover from tonight's monster fuck-up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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short distance when he scented her again. <i>Megan</i>. His wolf pricked up his
ears and scratched at him. She was close and Sasha hesitated. If he delayed any
further he’d only be compounding the level of trouble he’d be in. Fuck it. Two
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standing just inside the doorway to a sprawling trendy bar, with her back
leaning against the doorframe, head bent and the evening sun casting fiery
sparks through her hair. She spoke brightly into her phone, one finger absently
playing with the hem of her shiny top while she chattered. The fabric draped
softly over her gorgeous curves and Sasha couldn’t drag his eyes away. Leggy
blondes were overrated. He now had a passion for curvy brunettes, and this one
in particular. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Sasha's not a looking-to-the-future kind of guy, but he's
made an exception with his plans to travel and meet lots of pretty girls. Too
bad his Pack Alpha, fate, and reality have other ideas about his trip abroad.
He's pretty sure he didn't sign on to be a diplomat for the Snowdonia Wolf
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Megan knows better than to let a sweet-talking charmer get
under her skin, but Sasha's sexy playfulness is making her forget all her
rules. Except one: she's not willing to risk her heart by falling in love. The
gorgeous boy from Wales can only be a fling, especially since her
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In the midst of a wolf uprising, a hesitant Mate, and
Megan’s complicated family ties, Sasha learns that sometimes impulsiveness is
dangerous and even lethal. Can he show Megan why they belong together before it
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<span lang="EN-NZ">I’m giving away 3
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a comment at whichever site you visit, and you’ll go into the draw. The more
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<span lang="EN-NZ">Catch me
blogging with Allyson Lindt at <a href="http://www.geminigirls.com/">www.GeminiGirls.com</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– <a href="http://www.geminigirls.com/">www.GeminiGirls.com</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Silken Sheets & Seduction
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– Facebook Party!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Rosanna Leo (http://rosannaleo.blogspot.com)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Barbara Elsborg (http://barbaraelsborg.blogspot.com)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Love, Lust & Laptops (http://lovelustandlaptops.wordpress.com/)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– CoverReveals (http://coverreveals.blogspot.com)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Daisy Banks Advent Calendar (http://daisybanks.wordpress.com/)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Sotia Lazu (http://justsotia.blogspot.com)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Lissa Matthews (http://lissamatthews.com/blog/)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Kimber Vale (http://kimbervale.wordpress.com/)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– Layne Macadam (http://www.laynemacadam.com/#!blog/cfxc/)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Romance author Sofia Grey spends her days managing projects
in the corporate world and her nights hanging out with wolf shifters and alpha
males. She devours pretty much anything in the fiction line, but she prefers
her romances to be hot, and her heroes to have hidden depths. When writing, she
enjoys peeling back the layers to expose her characters’ flaws and <i>always</i>
makes them work hard for their happy endings. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-73903774788536729742013-11-26T00:30:00.000-08:002013-11-26T00:30:02.741-08:00A little promo!Like to read a section from my book, Cowboys Down? Check out -<br />
<a href="http://www.gaydatingsuccess.net/2013/11/25/excerpt-from-barbara-elsborgs-gay-romance-cowboys-down/">http://www.gaydatingsuccess.net/2013/11/25/excerpt-from-barbara-elsborgs-gay-romance-cowboys-down/</a>Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-36821820645276255322013-11-25T06:19:00.000-08:002013-11-25T06:19:10.503-08:00Please welcome Molly Ann Wishlade to the blog! 18+ excerpt!!!!<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
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like to write in? A routine you need to go through - such as 6 chocolate chip
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and anytime I can get. As I currently work fulltime, it’s hard to write as much
as I’d like but I do my best! So I write at the kitchen table, in bed, in a
chair – any way I can! Unfortunately, that means I don’t have time for a
routine as such but coffee really helps me get going! I’m very lucky that my
husband and kids are understanding. They know how much this means to me and how
hard I try to make sure that they’re all fed, clothed and happy, so they try to
let me write when I get the chance.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">Do you plot or write by the seat of
your pants? How did you develop that technique?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">I was a ‘pantser’
but I kept hitting that middle of the story sag because it meant that I wasn’t
always sure where it was going. So now I plan. Carefully. The stories don’t
always stick to the plan because, as you know, characters often take off in
directions you hadn’t thought of, but that’s a great part of writing! It’s
exciting when midway through a novel, the characters guide you where they want
to go. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i>I do admire you for plotting. I wish I could but I agree whichever method you use, stories have a life of their own!</i><br />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">I have always
wanted to write. I grew up convinced I’d be a journalist or a poet. I wrote
stories and read voraciously. I constantly had a book in my hand and when I
discovered Jane Eyre…well, I fell in love with romance! I went to University at
eighteen to study English, Media and Drama and I continued writing but I had a
bit of a confidence crisis, thinking that I probably couldn’t do it as I didn’t
have sufficient life experience. I allowed my life to drift for a while and
kind of fell into teaching. Fast-forward some years (lol) and I finally thought
it was worth trying again. And here I am. Still trying but much, much harder! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">I have so many
stories that I want to tell and I’m striving to get them out there! 2014 will
be a busy year! Look out! ;)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;"><i>I had the same crisis of confidence, Molly. Studying all the greats of English literature left me feeling I was a fraud for thinking I could write.</i></span></div>
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being published?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">This is a difficult
one because it’s just amazing being published. Seeing a book that you created
on sale with a beautiful cover created especially to fit your story is AMAZING!
From acceptance, to contract, to edits to release day to first sale, I love the
experience. I’ve had a tough few years for a variety of reasons but when I’m
writing I can escape and to know that the product of my imagination is
providing others with their own form of escapism is incredibly satisfying. I
just want to keep on going!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">What sort of books do you like to
read? Why!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">I read all sorts
– from gothic romances to Stephen King – but I’m definitely a romance junkie! I
find so much enjoyment in the stories but also in admiring the craft itself and
studying how other romance authors create the conflicts and the intensity
between their characters. It fascinates me. Also, I’m addicted to books about
the Tudors. I went to Hever Castle in the summer for my birthday and it was
fabulous! I have lots of photographs which I’ll post soon on my blog. I also
have a plot for a novel featuring Anne Boleyn prepared and I can’t wait to get
writing it. I’m currently researching for it and enjoying reading some
biographies. It’s amazing how different the portrayals of that fascinating
woman are but it will hopefully make for a great read! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">At the moment,
having signed up to Netflix, we’ve become addicted to The IT Crowd. It’s just
so funny! We’re watching several episodes at a time but the humour is just daft
and my kids love it! It’s a battle at breakfast times to see who can quote the
funniest line! I also enjoy more serious shows though such as Braquo and
Hannibal. And whenever I’m a bit blue, re-runs of Friends are brilliant for
lifting my spirits.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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few words of advice - what would they be?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">Wow! This is a
BIG question. I spent a lot of time wishing that I’d dealt with things
differently when I was a teenager – like when my parents divorced. I won’t bore
you with details but I guess it’s always easier to think about what you would
have done or could have done, with hindsight. I am a worrier and I’ve wasted a
lot of time worrying when it changed nothing at all. So I would say <i>Don’t worry so much and grab every day and
live it to the full</i> because we spend a lot of time wishing for the time
when things will be easier, or less stressful, and those times either don’t
come or you find that when they do, you’re missing someone you lost along the
way. It’s easy to regret things but regret is a waste of time because you can’t
change yesterday but you can have an effect upon today and tomorrow. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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10 years from now.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 12pt;">Hopefully,
writing fulltime and no longer teaching. It’s sad but much as I enjoy the
teaching part of the job, the bureaucracy in the profession in Britain has gone
mad and you can’t simply enjoy seeing the pupils make progress. Plus writing is
what I’ve always wanted to do. So writing whilst being a loving wife and mother
with a happy and healthy family around me. And maybe a few chickens and that
rescue greyhound I keep asking for. Not much, just simple things and peace of
mind. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i>Thanks for answering my questions, Molly!</i></div>
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<b><u>Wanton in the Wild
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<strong><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Sometimes a train journey can take you in an
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<strong><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">It is 1890, and the Chicago and North-Western
Railroad now runs into Deadwood. After a year in Chicago, Amber Carpenter is
homeward bound via steam train, escorted by two gorgeous cowboys. Amber swore a
long time ago that she would never let a man hurt her, but that doesn’t mean
that she’s not open to the idea of some fun.</span></strong><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 7.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Harry Delaney and Gideon Swain have their sights set
on a bright future … if only their tragic past wasn’t holding them back. But
from the moment they laid eyes on Amber Carpenter, they knew that there was
something different about her.</span></strong><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 7.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Can the three of them turn their lives around within
the space of a train journey?</span></strong><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 7.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<b><u>EXCERPT – 18+<o:p></o:p></u></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Amber stirred and opened her
eyes. She blinked rapidly trying to clear the disorientation she felt. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">She was naked. Outside.
Wrapped around a naked man.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Harry!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">She lifted her head and
looked into his hazel eyes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">“Hey there, beautiful!” he
whispered, then leant towards her and kissed her softly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">She enjoyed the warmth of
his lips on hers, the feel of his strong, hard body and the growing erection,
which pressed into her belly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">“Hello, Harry.” She smiled
then realized that the day was cooler. The sun was lower in the sky. “Shouldn’t
we be getting back? Before we’re missed?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Doubt flooded into his gaze,
and she wished that she could withdraw her words. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">“If that’s what you want.
We’ve not been gone all that long though, and they’ll call. Or Gideon will come
looking once they’re ready to go.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Amber placed her forefinger
over his lips.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">“Okay. Then what do we do
while we’re waiting?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Harry kissed her finger, and
then his lips curved into a broad smile. “I can think of a few things.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">He rolled her onto her back
and started to kiss her. Amber stretched out, savoring the exquisite sensations
shooting through her limbs and flooding her body. She was amazed at the effect
that this man had upon her. Just a touch or a kiss could set her skin on fire
and her heart racing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Was this just a physical
reaction? Like the engine of the train, which was powered by coal or wood, were
her feelings for Harry just powered by lust and desire? Or was there something
else unfolding here? Something out of her control that could threaten her very
resolve to remain single and independent.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">His insistent mouth worked
away her fears and her confusion, and she surrendered to him. His mouth on her
breasts, his skilled fingers working her clitoris, and his erect cock as it
pressed into her leg all took her further away from rational thought. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Then he moved his hand
lower. Amber gasped as he tenderly probed between her folds and found the tight
hole that led into her body. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">He looked up from her
breasts for a moment, seeking her approval, and she nodded at him. She wanted
this. He returned to suckle her breasts, a feeling so delightful that she felt
as if something inside her moved in time with his mouth. She gasped when she
felt him inside her, touching her secret place tentatively with a finger. As he
moved it in and out, Amber sighed and entwined her hands in his hair. She moved
her hips in time with him, enjoying yet wanting more. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">When he slid in another
finger, she felt her opening stretching. A slight burning. Then nothing but
incredible intense ecstasy. So many new and wonderful feelings! He plunged into
her then withdrew before plunging again. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">She moaned as he covered her
clitoris with his mouth, cradling her bottom in his left hand whilst working
inside her body with his right one. And she began to ascend again, her
excitement winding up inside her like a coiled spring until suddenly it burst
from her with a hot gush, and she throbbed into his mouth, time after time
after time, riding wave after glorious wave of delight.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Harry continued to kiss her
pussy for a while, running his tongue over her silken folds and sucking at the
place where he had entered her, and she shivered with delightful little
aftershocks. Then he climbed up her body and lay over her, resting on his
elbows. His face was shiny with her juices, and his eyes shone with lust and
something else, something so intense that it made her heart flip.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">“Harry,” she whispered as
she cupped his bristly chin between her palms. “Thank you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Everyone has at least one deep-seated fear. For Tyler, it’s being in debt. He’s so desperate to get out and stay out of it, he’ll do almost anything—including selling his body at Saturday night sex parties.<br />
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Contains a “for hire” bad boy with a filthy mouth, an awkward guy with a penchant for BDSM, a hypochondriac butler who won’t shut up, a dog called Alcide, and a lot of hot and dirty M/M sex.<br />
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While I spent a couple of hours trying to order information into some sort of logical fashion in order to put a page about me on Wikipedia. I discovered I now have over 30 books published and several novellas and short stories. Since my first book only came out in 2008 - I think that calls for a celebration. Where's my cake? (Oh I should add, I didn't write all those after 2008 - many were written before!)</div>
Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-8341755412698435482013-11-11T10:23:00.001-08:002013-11-11T10:23:27.989-08:00WorriedI had a book recently published called Perfect Trouble - it's a shortish paranormal, an MF, featuring Jinx the werewolf and Jonah the faerie. Did you read it? Did you like it? If you didn't, would you tell me why? It's difficult writing in a vacuum, I never know whether readers like that I mix and match genres or not. Most MM writers seem to stick to that in all their books but I've written everything, MF, MMF, MM but not FF. Similarly with settings - I'm as happy writing contemporary as I am paranormal but do readers like that?<br />
My second ever Sci Fi romance is done. Awaiting judgement from a couple more beta readers before I launch it on the perilous trip to a publisher and no matter how many books I've had accepted, there is always that worry - is it good enough, funny enough, sexy enough?<br />
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-35058574642269478132013-10-29T08:12:00.003-07:002013-10-29T08:12:59.396-07:00That time of yearDaughter and son in law have been busy carving pumpkins. I don't do it any more. What is that stuff in pumpkin that makes your fingers all weird??<br />
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-66612046088068796652013-10-20T11:33:00.001-07:002013-10-20T11:33:58.544-07:00My new book now available!My paranormal MF erotic romance Perfect Trouble is now available for early download from Totally Bound.<br />
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Unwilling to forgo final respects even from a distance, Jinx sneaks to the funeral of a mother she hasn't seen for fifteen years, and lands in the worst trouble of her life. The alpha of the Washburn Valley pack never stopped searching for her and now he has Jinx, he's not going to let her go. She's extraordinary breeding material—a super wolf in every way; fast, smart and an exceptional shifter—but she'd rather eat her own eyeballs than mate with him. She just needs to figure out a way to escape.<br />
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Jonah's been in trouble all his life. The faery is currently under an indenture punishment for theft, but the idea of doing an extraction from the Washburn Valley pack fills him with dread. The wolves know his face, know he stole their gold and if they catch him, they'll eat his guts, with or without ketchup. But saying no when he's ordered north isn't an option. His plan to get into the compound works, but that's the only thing that does. He's staked and wrapped in iron without even getting a glimpse of his target.<br />
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For a pair born to trouble, a shifter and a fairy could be perfect for each other, if only they survive long enough to do more than run.<br />
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<br />Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-13122226649850047172013-10-17T08:34:00.000-07:002013-10-17T08:34:25.195-07:00A taste of Africa inside FloridaAs a late birthday treat, daughter and husband arranged a visit to the Giraffe Ranch near Dade City in Florida. What a great place. We were incredibly lucky that we were the only guests for our particular tour so we had the expertise of the very knowledgeable and friendly guide all to ourselves.<br />
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And we held a tiny piglet, an albino hedgehog - there was so much to see. It was great. I'm never likely to go to Africa so this was a close as I am ever going to get. Most of it was seen from the back of a camel. I rode Clay and husband was on Doofus. </div>
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-66188820393117532172013-10-14T03:17:00.001-07:002013-10-14T03:18:22.793-07:00Please welcome Cate Masters to my blog to celebrate the 200 INS story from Decadent Publishing!<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
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of my favorite things about writing 1Night Stand stories is the versatility. So
far, I’ve written a contemporary, Tonight You Belong to Me; a fantasy, A Hard
Day’s Knight; another contemporary, Homecoming; a futuristic with time travel
back to the Eighties, Cinderella Dreams.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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most recent 1NS release, Sweet Revenge, is a contemporary with a not-so-sweet
history. Will the heroine and hero find a sweet ending? You’ll have to read it
to find out. ;)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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cool thing is, no matter which direction you take a 1NS, you can make it work.
I’ve read so many paranormal, fantasy and contemporary 1NS, and loved them all.
If it doesn’t have a forever ending, it might have the promise of one, and
that’s just as good for me. Is it any wonder the 1NS series is so addicting?
For me, as a writer and a reader.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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more contemporary 1NS is coming up for release from me – one with a bit of
humor, The Ex Factor. Will it be the 200th? *gasp* No, I doubt it, but I’m
still partying to celebrate. Congrats to Decadent on the wonderful success of
the 1NS series!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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give away one ebook of any of my 1NS titles to one commenter. Just tell me what
type of stories you love best.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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cheerleader to news anchor to…yoga instructor? After Zoe Golden lost everything
she thought was important, she found the inner strength to pursue real
happiness. The simple life provides everything she needs—except love. Once,
long ago, she met a real man, but her insecurities made her deny her heart’s
desires. Can Madame Eve find her a guy like the one who got away?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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sculpted, successful owner of a chain of
fitness studios, Ty Hardin can have any woman he wants. Fifteen years and 150
pound weight loss, has changed him beyond recognition. Now the girl who crushed
his heart teaches yoga in one of his facilities. Not for long. Before he fires
her, he wants one night with her. Wants her to know what she missed out on. But
will revenge still be as sweet the morning after, or will it leave a bitter
aftertaste?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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be the best thing that ever happened to each other—if they can avoid doing
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cinderella-Dreams-1Night-Series-ebook/dp/B00E4RH9WC/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1374687682&sr=1-1&keywords=cinderella+dreams+cate+masters">http://www.amazon.com/Cinderella-Dreams-1Night-Series-ebook/dp/B00E4RH9WC/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1374687682&sr=1-1&keywords=cinderella+dreams+cate+masters</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and Noble: <a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/cinderella-dreams-cate-masters/1116204067?ean=2940148771555">http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/cinderella-dreams-cate-masters/1116204067?ean=2940148771555</a>
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<i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Cate Masters has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but
she’ll always be a Jersey girl at heart. When not spending time with her dear
hubby, she can be found in her lair, concocting a magical brew of contemporary,
historical, and fantasy/paranormal stories with her cat Chairman Maiow and dog
Lily as company. Look for her at <a href="http://catemasters.blogspot.com/">http://catemasters.blogspot.com</a>
and in strange nooks and far-flung corners of the web.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-17220516508467072312013-10-06T05:18:00.003-07:002013-10-06T05:18:49.781-07:00How bad is bad?A recent post by a friend on Facebook got me wondering about back stories on heroes. The point of her post was why the heroes of BDSM stories have to have such terrible backgrounds. She wondered why sadists and masochists couldn't just be normal people with happy family lives below their preferred sexual leaning. Well, I don't personally know any sadists or masochists so I have no idea if they have wear slippers and stroke little puppies in their cosy homes. Maybe they do. But it raised the point in my mind as to how far we writers should go down the path of creating horrible back story for our heroes - and heroines.<br />
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I have to admit - I do like to give people tortured pasts. When I tried to think if any of my characters have loving normal parents - I drew a blank. If they did, I'd usually killed them off. Though the Trueblood clan have loving parents, don't they? Not sure if it counts if they are vampires. Plus they had to send their kids away to keep them safe, so maybe they don't count either. I suspect Addie - out of Doing the Right Thing - has the worst mother - the woman didn't love her at all. Though Ash in An Ordinary Girl - her mother was - ah - better not give that story away. Even Charlie's mother in Strangers - had her moment.<br />
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So why do I like to write about cruel people? I think maybe it's to show how the hero or heroine can rise above that cruelty and be a good person, that just because you had a bad childhood, it doesn't mean you'll be unhappy as an adult. We're all responsible for our own happiness. Life's too short to give up on smiling. I just like to make my characters suffer to find their HEA.<br />
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And because this picture makes me smile - maybe it will make you smile too! of course moments later, Charlotte the Golden Retriever, threw up on the rug!<br />
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Barbara Elsborghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15825994197656747262noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773784813020798883.post-37150516432765217772013-09-23T00:30:00.000-07:002013-09-25T05:49:52.757-07:00Naughty No-No's Blog HopI've joined the Naughty No-No's Blog Hop!<br />
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parents, he’s saddled with the crumbling money pit of a mansion that’s been in
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The sins of a past generation fall on faerie Ellie and her
family, and each year they must trek to the exact center of the UK to recharge
their energy. Until they find the Kewen, treasure guarded and lost by their
ancestors hundreds of years ago, they’re banished from Faeryland. Ellie’s
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As a stunning woman sweeps into Jago’s world in a
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reason other than her sweet and generous heart, Ellie is helping to put
Sharwood to rights and leaving him more and more suspicious she wants something
other than him. When family and duty clashes with trust and love, it’s
debatable whether a perilous leap of faith, directly off a bridge into treacherous
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I do love this cover - it shows my rain dancing faerie off perfectly BUT this is an erotic romance and that doesn't really come across. It's one of my favourite stories and I'm just about to write another about one of Ellie's brothers.</div>
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