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Friday, September 30, 2011
Blurb for KybernatiaKybernatia was supposed to be humanity’s newest paradise but that dream is all but gone. Ruined in an horrible terra forming accident, the planet was deemed no longer fit for humanity. Gabrielle Burle, project manager for the development of the planet, was forced out of her job as a veil of secrecy suddenly shrouded the planet.
Determined to find out why or how it could happen, Gabrielle goes on a journey of discovery that leads her two one man who she knows has all the answers.
“What do you now? May I ask? Your file didn‟t say,” she asked, walking beside him. Her heels ground into the soil just beneath the soft grass.
“It didn‟t? How much of my file did you read?”
“Most of it,” she smiled.
“What is it again that you wanted?” he asked, eyeing the gear piled at the door. Gathering up an armful, he headed toward the garage.
“I wanted to ask you why you left,” she responded thoughtfully.
“Burle, but you can call me Gabrielle.”
“Ms. Burle, that is an immensely private question and we‟ve only just met. And as you can see, I have much to do. And I have to get it done before my wife comes back. So if you will excuse me?”
“Mr. Mezey, please. I need to speak with you.”
“Call me Gabrielle.”
“Gabrielle, I‟m not telling you. First, as I stated earlier, that‟s an immensely private question. Aside from my wife, I owe no one any explanations. Besides, how do I know you are who you say are?”
“Do you have an Ident-screen?”
“That can be faked. I‟ve seen the latest news.”
“Call them. Call Washington. Call anybody you know.”
“You don‟t seem to understand. I don‟t know anyone in Washington anymore. That‟s what happens when you lose your job. It‟s also what happens when the president loses his job. But that‟s another topic.”
“Call Secretary Tillbury.”
“The head of the Department of Non-Human Relations? Do you think I actually have his number?”
“He has yours. I‟ll have him verify who I am.” She pulled out a signal-link messenger.
“No, that won‟t be necessary. And I‟m still not going to tell you.” Glancing skyward, Gabrielle sighed. “Mr. Mezey, please.”
Stopping in front of the porch next to his patio, James sighed, paused, and shook his head. “Why do you want to know?”
“Because I‟ll be starting your old job soon and I want to know why they forced you out.”
“Why? So it won‟t happen to you?”
She looked away.
“I suppose I ought to be flattered, really, that somebody still cares about what I think.” Pausing for a moment, he glanced at the pile at the boat house and then at Gabrielle. “I didn‟t feel like cleaning out the boathouse anyway. Come on. Let‟s go inside. This is not a conversation for the neighbors.”
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Monday, September 26, 2011
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Wednesday, September 21, 2011
The Lure of Lingerie
By Em Petrova
Men stand in the doorway of Victoria’s Secret and drool over it. They ogle silken garments in your underwear drawer. So what’s the allure of lingerie? I explored this question and here’s what I found.
Women’s bodies are a marvel anyway, but slip into something that leaves—or doesn’t leave—something to the imagination and your man will fall at your feet. It’s like garnishing an already delicious dish. Men love a show, and the visual addition will amp up your sex.
Dressing up for hot sex especially in an established relationship can add new spark to your lives. Reviving your sex life with lingerie is something many couples try—and succeed at. Whether you’re role-playing with costumes or simply sliding into a new negligee, your man will definitely thank you, and you’ll reap the benefits of your creativity.
So what are the top pieces of lingerie? According to a study in “Ask Men” magazine, these are the little bitties that rev their engines:
Chemise—a short, slinky nightie worn with nothing underneath will titillate his senses. Add the tempting treat of you sans panties and the decadent feel of silk or satin and you’re asking for an amazing encounter.
Babydoll—made to enhance a woman’s breasts, these little numbers are just what men want.
Teddy—a garment that opens at the crotch turns every man into a rabid animal. And believe me—you want him to be.
Camisole and Thong—these go together like bread and jam. Give your lover a terrific view of your backside, while still playing peek-a-boo with your other parts.
Push-up Bra, Garter Belts and Stockings—these are erotic accoutrements every man has fantasized about at one time or another. And women, who knew that you could feel so sensuous and powerful in so little?
When writing erotic romance, I often forget about the foreplay that can be achieved by adding a sexy wardrobe to the scene, but now that I’ve spent some time inside a male’s head, I know I’ve got to give my heroes what they want—lingerie!
Do you own any lingerie? If so, what pieces are your favorites? And if not, what would you love to purchase? Personally I’m dying to own a corset. Something about the classic hourglass figure in a racy red color excites me…
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Saturday, September 17, 2011
Most of my life has been dedicated to killing the monsters people believe are myth. I masked my loneliness by sleeping with too many women, but then I met Madison Wescott and she changed my perception of the world. Strong and dedicated to her son, she’s smart and sexy. She’s the only woman outside my family I’d sacrifice everything for, including my life. I nicknamed her Mads because in her darkest hour, she had the courage to fight like a mad woman. I’d traverse the road to hell for her. And against all supernatural odds, I’m placing my bets on her success.
Until Mads, I never dreamed about the future, never wanted more than I had been given. Mads changed everything. Left me craving things I shouldn’t want and a life I couldn’t have. She haunts my waking dreams as well as my sleeping ones. Dreams of tasting her skin and caressing her body. To taste her whimpers and sighs against my lips, desperate to discover her erogenous zones and to hear her climax. My fondest fantasy is taking Mads against the wall, declaring my love for her, while making love to her. Who knew my fantasy would be acted out in one of the darkest hours of my life? Or that it wouldn’t play out as I had envisioned?
The following excerpt from Pandora's Box is appropriate for ages 18 and over. If you’re not 18 or older, leave now!!!
She jerked on his shirt, knocking him off balance so he crashed into her. They stumbled, her back hit the door, and Nix caught himself with his palm beside her head. “You big moron.”
Shifting his other hand to brace against the door, he trapped her between his arms and bit the corner of his mouth. Such an adorable curse.…
Nix cinched Mads’s wrists with his thumbs and forefingers and pulled her arms above her head. Anchoring them against the door with one hand, he slithered the knuckles of his other down her arm, admiring the smooth, soft texture of her flesh, until they came to rest at her hips. Turning his palm over, he gripped her hip. The thinness of her black yoga pants clung to every curve of her delectable body. They’d be easy to remove, even less restrictive to push a hand inside.
Mads stared at his mouth and licked her lips. “Repeat the question.”
“Pay attention, Mads.”
“Okay,” she said, sounding distracted as she stared at his lips, appearing fascinated with them.
Tears sparkled against her cheeks, glittered in her eyes. Nix wondered if she wanted him to kiss her as much as he wanted to.
“You’ve got Zen and Amos.”
The comment sent a fresh batch of tears sliding down her cheeks. Flanked by her arms, she rolled her head against the door. “Amos is my son. Zen is….not you. He’s my best friend. Like a brother. My relationship with them isn’t the same, Nix. Not even close.”
“How many best friends do you need?”
“Huh?” Her gaze shot to his.
“You said I am your best friend. I asked earlier if that was all I meant to you.”
“Oh.” She said nothing further, but stared into his eyes, and Nix wanted to look into hers as he drove his dick into her body. Wanted to know if she’d be as demure and shy climaxing as she was with people? Or would a hidden wanton emerge?
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Sunday, September 11, 2011
Join me at the Facebook page, All my Book finds, for a chat from 8:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. Central Standard Time (CST) on Monday, September 12th, 2011. I'll return around 10:00 p.m. CST to answer any questions or reply to any comments after I leave at 2:00 p.m. and I'll also draw a winner to receive an e-copy of Pandora's Box! Don't miss out on the fun or the chance to win a bunch of different things!!