Monday, 29 December 2014

New Release Sneaky Peek - To Rome with Lust by K D Grace @kd_grace

Out Now - To Rome with Lust (Mount trilogy #3) by K D Grace 

The adventure that Rita Holly began in The Mount in London and Nick Chase took up in Vegas continues when a sizzling encounter on a flight to Rome has journalist, Liza Calendar, and perfumer, Paulo ‘The Nose’ Delacour, in sexy olfactory heaven. The heir apparent of Martelli Fragrance, Paulo wants Liza’s magnificently sensitive nose to help develop Martelli’s controversial new line. Paulo has a secret weapon; Martelli Fragrance is the front for the original Mount, an ancient sex cult of which he is a part, and Paulo plans to use the scent of sex to enhance Martelli’s Innuendo line. As Liza and Paulo sniff out the scent of seduction, they become their own best lab rats. But when someone steals the perfume formulas and lays the blame at Liza’s feet, she and Paulo must sniff out the culprit and prove Liza’s innocence before more is exposed than just secret formulas.

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‘People are looking. We should stop.’ Liza barely got the words out before he leaned in just a tiny bit further and, in his enthusiasm, his lips brushed hers. Everything spiked in a sharp stab of scent that settled right between her legs, as they both gasped and sat back, eyes wide, fingers pressed to lips. A flight to Paris was called over the intercom immediately after one to Frankfurt and, in the jostling and shifting and gathering of belongings, no one was paying any attention to them. Though she wasn’t sure it would have made any difference even if they’d suddenly been center stage. Their gaze locked on each other, cheeks flushed, chests heaving, they sat locked in a moment so tight, so full that its breaking apart was inevitable. It was ridiculous. She was seconds away from coming, and his cock was about to burst his trousers and his lips, my god his lips, she could think of so many places on her body she wanted those lips.
‘I have to know,’ he gasped. ‘Surely you want to know too.’ Then he did the unthinkable. He curled his fingers into the back of her hair and pulled her to him. This time their lips met with a clash of teeth and a gasping swallow of oxygen that transitioned into parted lips and darting tongues and an absolute explosion of scent. If he had smelled amazing by himself, if his scent had sharpened hers to the cutting edge of orgasm, then the mixing and blending that happened when they touched, when those two scents came together was shattering. ‘I’ve never smelled anything like it,’ she breathed into his mouth.
‘Me neither,’ He bit her lower lip and tugged and their blended smell became darker, more spicy, tones of earth and sea, pepper and honey and my god the guy could kiss!
She came first with a guttural grunt that began deep in her center and washed over her like a riptide. She tried desperately to hide it, but he knew it. He felt it, she even thought he smelled it, and he tightened his fist in her hair, breathing her into his open mouth. Both his hands then slid to her shoulders in a grip that was almost painful as he pulled back, his gaze locked on hers, and his whole body convulsed, and again, and again, his deep mocha gaze holding her tight as pupils dilated and eyelids shuddered.
For a moment they sat stunned, staring at each other, struggling to catch their breath. He looked shell-shocked, and she must have looked at least as bad. ‘I’m sorry,’ they both said at the same time as they mirrored each other in a nervous laugh.
Then the intercom called the flight to Rome. ‘That’s my flight,’ she gasped, suddenly awash in a wave of embarrassment. She grabbed her bag and her laptop and fled, feeling certain everyone was watching, feeling certain everyone knew exactly what they had done. She left quickly, babbling on about duty free and gifts, sounding like a total idiot. It didn’t matter though, at the end of the day, she’d never see the man again. And she’d never smell him again. That saddened her.

About the Author:

Voted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, and a proud member of The Brit Babes, K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?
When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She also enjoys martial arts, reading, watching the birds and anything that gets her outdoors.
KD has erotica published with SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and others.
K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiationof Ms Holly, Fulfilling the Contract, The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Witches trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on VioletBlue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Books two and three, Riding the Ether, and Elemental Fire, are now also available.
K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis, The Exhibition are all available.

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Saturday, 20 December 2014

New Release Sneaky Peek - Tempering Steel by Lea Barrymire

Tempering Steel
Book 2 ~ Coyote Bluff Series
Erotic/Hot paranormal romance
55K words
Self pubbed

Preorder: 12/3/2014
Releasing: 12/17/2014

After months of aching to be with grumpy Sheriff Connor Manning, Margarete Barrie finally gets her chance when a coyote shifter takes refuge in her home. She burns with need every time they’re close, but even she can only take rejection so many times before giving up.

Connor’s resolve to stay away from Margie weakens when she takes in his packmate. Fighting his inner animal and jealousy makes him question his decision to leave women and love alone.

They’re thrown together to catch a trapper or hunter threatening the pack. But once things start to heat up even the possibility of danger doesn’t cool the tension between them.

Series Teaser:
Coyote Bluff is a small, quaint town in the mountains of Virginia. With its diner run by Mama, the police force of one and a single stop light it's much like every other small town in America. Well, until you take a closer look.

Feel free to come visit Coyote Bluff... but keep an eye on the wildlife.

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Lea lives in Western New York with her hubby, three children, and miscellaneous critters. Before the rug rats, she lived a life of adventure, following her husband all over Europe with the US military. She's slept in a car outside Paris, drove six hours just to see tulips in the Netherlands, and knocked ash from her shoes at Pompeii. Now she spends her time in life's adventures at soccer games, PTA meetings and school plays.

Lea has loved reading from a very young age, spending many sleepless nights devouring books. Science fiction and paranormal were her favorite genres to read as a teenager, and that love bled into her adult life. She started writing during a bout of insomnia, to fill time, and found it filled a creative void. Now she communes regularly with the characters in her head and tries not to laugh out loud when they say something funny.

When Lea isn't reading, writing or corralling kids, she enjoys watching movies and sciencey shows, or just kicking back and listening to some music.

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First kiss:
“You… you shot me.”
“I did.”
He was already listing to one side and she rushed forward to help me sit against a tree. “Because you needed to calm down. I need to look at this wolf and I can’t do that if you’ve got him all pissed off.”
His eyes drooped. She leaned down and kissed the lines of confusion between his brows. “I know. That’s why I gave him a little more than you. He’ll be sleeping like a cub in about two minutes.”
“Sorry about being mad. She called me that before she left.” Connor mumbled.
The slurred words had her ears perking up like a fox’s after hearing the squeak of a mouse. She. Margie squashed the questions bubbling up. Instead she turned, gathered her gear and slowly approached the downed wolf. In the back of her mind Connor’s words swirled. Someone had hurt him. Some female. A growl of her own laced with jealousy and anger vibrated in her chest.

Excerpt #1:
His gaze swung back immediately and she could see the resolve gleaming from the dark depths of his eyes. “Sorry, Margie. I don’t mean to worry you. I came by for two reasons. First I was going to check on Zeke, but as you’ve said he’s gone. I also wanted to know if you’d accompany me to Cammie and Ian’s mating ceremony on Saturday.”
Her mind froze. Mating ceremony. Go with him? Together? “Um.”
“You don’t have to, but I thought seeing I’d be driving by your house and you don’t know the way to the farm I could pick you up.”
The small flutter of hope died a tragic, fiery death in her chest. “Right. You’re going to be driving by anyway, and me, being a woman and all, might have a tough time following directions. I see.”
Something that sounded close to ‘stupid moron’ fell from his lips, too quiet for Margie to hear. It didn’t matter. She’s taken as much shit from the man she’d craved for over two years as she could take.
“Connor Manning. You will leave my property right now or you’ll be held responsible for my actions. I’ve had enough of your redneck, condescending, male-chauvinistic bullshit to last me a lifetime. I have a fucking GPS in my car and know damn well where the farm is. I’ve been treating you people ever since I moved here. Hell, Skip has a tab account now because I spend so much time out there. And anyway, Zeke already asked me if I wanted to go with him. You don’t need to take care of lil’ ol’ me.”

Excerpt #2:
A large circle had been created on the wooden floor with small grey stones. In the center candles flickered and cast soft light which illuminated a roughly drawn chalk wolf head. Soft music played along the edges of her hearing.
“This is beautiful.” She whispered, afraid to break the tranquility of the scene. She felt like she’d stepped into a druid ceremony.
Connor wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her toward one of the tables. When she could concentrate on something other than the decorations she noticed they were some of the last people to sit. Each table had four seats with champagne bubbling in tall glasses. Almost everyone from town was in attendance, but that made sense with the number of folks in Coyote Bluff being of the shifter persuasion.
Margie opened her mouth to ask Connor something but he pressed a finger to her lips and lightly shook his head. He pulled out a chair next to Zeke and ushered her into it. He quickly slid into the last open chair at their table. He leaned into her shoulder and pressed his lips to her ear. “Just watch. I’ll answer questions afterward if you have any.”

Excerpt #3:
Margie couldn’t help the giggle which escaped her lips as she rounded the corner of the doorjamb. To have Connor whistle at her like that, and so loudly, as well as leave his scent all over her was too much to hope for. Her heart soared. He really was claiming her, and wasn’t being quiet about it.
“Damn, girl. You stink.” Ian’s voice carried from deeper in the barn and the sound of something solid hitting him let her know Cammie was there.
“Shut up. You can’t tell her she stinks. God, you’ll give her a complex.” Cammie’s words were punctuated with smacks to Ian’s arm.
“Fine. Ow. Stop hitting me, woman, or I’ll turn you over my knee.” He growled a little at his wife and she blushed. Well.
Margie laughed. “Look at you two. Married and already bickering.”
Cammie raced over and clamped tight arms around Margie’s waist. Her friend whispered, “I’m so glad he’s finally come around and accepted the truth.”
“Yes, he has and I’m so glad everyone needs to keep reminding her about my issues.”
Connor’s growl had everyone spinning, and most of the people standing around looking off, scuffing their shoes in the dirt of clearing their throats. Margie wanted to laugh, but then again, what was the fun in allowing him to get away with being gruff with all of his friends. Even she could sense the unease.

Excerpt #4:
With a twist of her hips, and a satisfied smile, she flipped Connor to his back. Climbing on top of him and settling her already wet pussy on his cock gave her the chills. His shaft was hot against her wet folds. Each wiggle of her body rubbed the mushroom head against her clit. “Mmm. This is better.”His eyes had closed for a moment but when she spoke they opened again. Half-lidded and lust-filled was a perfect look on her sheriff. She gave her hips a circle and ground down on his pelvis. A growl had her grinning. With light tickling fingertips she tiptoed up his stomach, loving how his muscles bunched and fluttered under her touch, she worked her way up to his chest. While she tortured him she continued rocking against his cock, rubbing his hot shaft through her folds and the head of his dick against her clit. She wanted to come with him deep inside her, but it felt so good to have his silky hot penis nestled within her pussy.
“What are you doing?”
She smiled. “What does it feel like? I’m rubbing on you, and in a few minutes I’m going to ride you.”

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Monday, 15 December 2014

Siren Authors Holiday Hop

I'm so glad to be part of this Holiday Hop and sharing the stage with some excellent authors, both new and well established with Siren Publishing. I've been published with Siren since 2011 and the giveaway I have as part of this blog is a copy of my first book, Finding Angel. There are another two books in the Wylde Shore series, but I thought it best to giveaway a copy of book one, just to whet the winners appetite for the other two...hopefully. 
                                                                                                            Prizes and participating Authors
When I received my first edits for Finding Angel I quickly found out that authors often overuse words and one of my overused words was and. I spent days reworking sentences to try and get rid of any that were unnecessary and was it a task? You bet. I hated the word by the end of edits. I try not to use it excessively anymore and I think that's been reflected in the subsequent books. But why am I telling you this? It's simple really. In order to enter the major prize draw you need to visit each participating authors blog (the list can be found by clicking the words prizes and participating authors above the sexy holiday hop image) and put together a secret code. In order to achieve this each author was give a code word to include in their blog post.

Imagine my surprise when the code words were handed out. Some authors have wonderfully expressive words (I won't tell you any of them because that would be cheating) but I got the word I hate.  I actually laughed out loud when I read it. Have you guessed what it is yet. I bet you have but for those still wondering scroll down for the answer.

As I mentioned earlier I'm giving away a copy of Finding Angel as part of the hop. Just leave a comment on this post, maybe tell me a word that you have bad memories of, and I'll use to pick a winner the day after the Hop concludes. Good luck and don't forget to enter the major prize draw.

For those that haven't already guessed, my secret code word for the competition is word number 17... AND

So enter now, you'll find the entry form by clicking here and then all you have to do is visit each blog and complete the answer. Good luck everyone.

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

In case you hadn't noticed, I've been away.

There's a saying that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I'm not sure if that's true, but it is a nice segue into explaining where I've been. 

I've made some huge changes in my life. Once again I've left the city for a country lifestyle, but it's one with a twist. My soul sister and her hubby have leased a country pub and they've invited me along for the ride.  It's been a very busy transition from city life to country. We hit the ground running with a party on the Saturday night after we arrived. The place was packed and it served as a huge learning curve for us all. Exhausted has been a word commonly thrown around since then. Unfortunately, along with being tired as I get accustomed to the workload, there hasn't been any time for me to write. I hope to rectify that very soon as we all seem to be falling into a regular routine of daily duties. I plan on adding writing to mine.

So where am I living? Well the town is called Mendooran. It's a small town adjacent to the Castlereagh River in the Warrumbungle Shire of central western New South WalesAustralia.The town is approximately 348 kilometres west of Sydney, so I'm a long way from city life and has a population of just over 300, so when I say a small country town I mean All of the locals have been really friendly and trying to remember  their names is a huge task, especially when in true Aussie fashion, they have a real name and a nickname. I have to say, I'm totally confused most of the time but slowly making headway remembering them.

I was a little amused to find that the pub is pink. In Australia the local pub is like a huge man cave located on the main street of each town. Some towns boast more than one pub but not Mendooran, we're the pink pub on the corner, the only drinking/watering hole in town. It's not very masculine at all but the fellas don't seem to mind. We have cold beer and good food so that's all that really matters.

The pub was also part of an artists attempt to turn Mendooran into The Mural Town of the central west. Quite a few of the buildings left in town, and there aren't many, have murals depicting country life painted on them. 

This is one of the painting on the outside of the pub.

Some of my author friends have asked if the place is giving me inspiration for new books, characters or series. I guess time will tell what sort of influence the place has on me but let me just say this, I did have a few ideas for books when I went to the yearly rodeo festival. I was very inspired by the bucking broncos and the chap wearing lovelies that rode them.  

Sunday, 28 September 2014

New Release Sneaky Peek - Mustang Maddy by Kacey Hammell

Mustang Maddy
Revved & Ready Book 2
By Kacey Hammell
Contemporary Erotica
ISBN 9780987799326

Grey Burkhardt is an expert at a lot of things—including keeping his feelings for Madison Evans in check. Sexy as sin and sweet as honey, she's always revved his engine. But she's his next door neighbor. No way is he going to muck up friendly neighborhood relations just to satisfy the heat simmering between them.

Madison has never seen anything sexier than the tricked out GT Mustang Grey has been keeping under wraps—other than the glint of danger and intrigue in his eyes when he offers her a ride. Now is her chance to act on the deep passion she’s harbored for him because this might be her one shot at taking control.

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And get book One – 69 Mustang FREE until September 30th at all book outlets. 
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Excerpt ©Kacey Hammell, 2014:

He cleared his throat and stepped closer. “You know, Mads, watching you fawn over my car, stroking her, makes me hot. I can hear every breath you take and sigh you release over her. It’s sexy as hell.”
She stood still as he moved in even closer, wedging her between him and the rear window. Thoughts of getting in the car fled as her heart raced. The hunger in his eyes called to her, her body craved it, wanted it.
She couldn’t deny herself any longer.
Leaning back against the car, she smirked. “I like appreciating great things. And to be honest, Mustangs turn me on. A lot.”
They said confession was good for the soul. Maddy was certain she’d just cleansed hers and there would be no going back.
Her palms flattened on the doors behind her. “The feel of the metal, and the pulse that emanates off the surface even when they’re not running…mmm. Everything in me comes alive whenever I see these muscled beauties.”
Grey lifted his arms, bracketing her in. “You’re one of the hottest chicks I know. No other woman has ever turned me on so much by talking about cars. You know, I’ve watched you—in a non-stalker way of course—for a long time now.”
Thrilled, Maddy’s heart skipped a beat. “What are you going to do with me now that I’m here?” What possessed her to ask, she had no idea, but the need and the desire in his gaze, aimed at her, called to all her sexual instincts. There was no way she could walk away now.
He aligned his body with hers, his eyes hooded as he gazed down at her. She surrendered to the headiness of this man, the pulsing rhythms of her body and waited with bated breath.
“I’m going to taste you...” Grey tilted his head to the side. All she could do was stare at his lips as they came closer. “ any sexy spot you’ll let me.”
His mouth met hers. Maddy opened to him like a budding flower. Claimed. Possessed. Riotous emotions swirled through her and her mind cleared. This. This type of hunger and excitement she’d been missing with any other man was all she desired. Intense, seductive and thirst to let go and give into the headiest of sexuality.
He eased his tongue into her mouth, gliding along hers, exploring, tasting... Maddy never wanted to break free.
A low moan escaped the back of her throat. She encircled his shoulders, arms pulling him in to stand between her legs.
His hardness behind his shorts pressed against her. Gasping, she broke free from his mouth and laid her head back on the car. He kissed his way down her throat. Her pussy throbbed. Her juices flooded her panties. A shiver raced down her spine. Her fingers clenching against his pecs, Maddy trembled as the exquisite tortures of his lips worshipped her, and his hips rolled his cock against her. His teeth grazed her skin along her shoulders. She widened her stance. Grey moaned as he pushed into her, harder and more aggressive.
Laying his forehead on her shoulder, he breathed deep. “Damn you’re intoxicating.”
Maddy palmed the back of his head, holding him in place as his hips still moved and let sweet agony build. The friction of her panties and shorts against her clit were spectacular. But she needed more.

About the Author: 

Avid Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…
Canadian-born author, Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic, who began reading romances at a young age and became easily addicted.  These days, as a multi-published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass and emotion to the Contemporary Romances she writes.

A mom of three, Kacey has made certain each of her children know the value of the written word and the adventures they could escape on by becoming book-a-holics in their own right. She lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada, and is a true romantic at heart.

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Monday, 22 September 2014

New Release Sneaky Peek - Willow Smoke by Adriana Kraft

Just released! Book Three in the Riders Up series by Adriana Kraft

September 1, 2014, B&B Publishing
ISBN: 978-0-9907476-0-4
Romantic Suspense
Heat rating: three flames (explicit sex, m/f)
Cover by Rebecca Poole Dreams2Media


When the chips are down, there's nobody there. Willowy blond Daisy Matthews has survived the Chicago streets with this mantra but is unprepared for the much older Nick Underwood's urgent pursuit. The wealthy businessman receives a thoroughbred in payment for a bad debt and is thrust into Daisy's world. She teaches him about horse racing; he teaches her about love. When Daisy's seamy brother-in-law threatens Nick's safety, she doggedly tries to stop him by herself, but flees to the familiar streets when he attacks. Can Nick find her in time – and if he does, will she still want him?


Five stars at Amazon “Adriana Kraft has created memorable characters that linger long after the story has ended and I’ve closed the book. She has done what an author should--brought me into the book's world and made me care about the characters so that my world will not be the same as before their foray into it.” Sheila G.

Five stars at Goodreads “…dreams can become reality, love can transcend age… Exciting, engaging and very entertaining story. The character interplay is spot on and the story is extremely well written.” Donna H.


When the Chips are Down, There’s Nobody There

Daisy Matthews grew up on the streets of Chicago, and if she learned anything, it was that she could count on no one to help her, ever. She knows she has to tough it out, protect herself, and when necessary, protect anyone she cares about. All by herself. No one else will do it for her.

Hubs and I have loved writing Daisy and her story. We first introduced her in Cassie’s Hope (Riders Up, Book One) – she’s the teenage waif in the group home where Cassie worked before she went back to training horses. We’ve known so many kids like her across our social service and academic careers. There’s a special kind of resilience that comes from growing up that way; kids who don’t develop it probably don’t make it, and we’ve known some of those, too.

She doesn’t know who her father is. Her mother, who died of an overdose when Daisy was little, was a prostitute. Fortunately for Daisy, her rock-solid grandmother took her in, but that grandmother died when Daisy was eleven. Unadoptable for whatever reason, she ended up in a group home through her early teenage years, until Cassie and Clint Travers became her foster parents.

We’ve dedicated this book to two of our ancestors who faced severe social stigma more than a century ago: my great grandfather, who was born to an unmarried teenage logging camp cook in the Pennsylvania mountains, and hubby’s great grandmother, a quarter-blood Cherokee in an era when the family tried to hide that information out of shame.

Maybe we gave Daisy an extra boost when we paired her with a handsome wealthy hunk in his early forties, but we think she deserves a bang-up happy ending for her determination, grit, and courage in the face of present day social stigma. We hope you’ll agree.


“I won’t let anything hurt you.” Daisy Matthews finished wrapping the ankles of the chestnut mare and sat back on her haunches to evaluate her work. The mare’s ankles were cooler than they had been two hours earlier.
It wasn’t easy to convince a horse to stand in buckets of ice, but after three years of being a groom and an exercise rider, she could do it about as well as anybody at Arlington Park. At least that was what her boss said when he promoted her to assistant trainer.
Daisy grinned. There wasn’t much prestige associated with being an assistant trainer for a fellow with a string of only twenty-some claimers and allowance horses, but it was something, particularly for a girl from the wrong side of the tracks.
RainbowBlaze took a step forward. “I know.” Daisy groaned. “Step one: pay attention. Sorry, I got lost daydreaming.You’re right. Taking care of you is an important job.” She chuckled. “I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing.”
“Hey kid, do you always talk to horses?”
The horse reared and pawed. “It’s okay, girl.” Daisy kept her voice soft and ran her hand slowly along the mare’s neck.
When the mare had stopped trembling, Daisy stepped out of the stall, shaded her eyes from the sun and faced the interloper. She scowled at the man’s new sneakers, monogrammed shirt and neatly pressed slacks. He looked liked he’d be more at home on a sailboat than in a barn.


Adriana Kraft is the pen name for a husband/wife team writing sizzling romantic suspense and erotic romance. The award-winning pair has published over thirty romance novels and novellas to outstanding reviews. Romantic pairings include straight m/f, lesbian, bisexual, ménage and polyamory, in both contemporary and paranormal settings.


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Thursday, 18 September 2014

Author Hot Seat Welcomes - Nalini Singh

The author hot seat specials are designed to help readers get to know both popular, and up and coming authors, a little better. The questions are broken into sections - About your writing, about you, fun stuff and finally. Some of the questions are easy, other may need a little more thought and some may cause our author friends to hesitate before answering—still, they all answer. 

Today we have Nalini Singh in the hot seat. She's stopping by as part of her Rock Addiction Blog Tour and I'm super excited to have her here. 

I hope you all enjoy what Nalini has to say as well as the excerpt from her latest book, Rock Addiction. I've also included a review of Rock Addiction for those interested in finding out what the book is like from a readers point of view.

Getting Started:

Welcome to the Hot Seat, Nalini. Can you tell us about your latest book. What was your inspiration for writing it, is it part of an ongoing series, the characters, the genre etc?

Rock Addiction is a hot contemporary romance with what early readers have said is a new adult feel. It’s the first book in the Rock Kiss Series, which will have three full-length books and two novellas overall.

I’ve had the idea for a rock star romance in my head for a long time. I actually had the first few chapters written years ago, but I didn’t feel ready to write the whole book at that time. Then one day last year, I just had it. I knew where the story would go. I knew the characters, and all I had to do was sit down and write.

About your writing:

How many books have you written during your career so far and which is your favorite?

At this point, I’ve had 27 full-length books and 10 novellas published. Rock Addiction makes 28 full length books. However, I’ve written a lot more, some of which will never be published, others you might see someday in the future.

As for favorites – I can’t choose! I love them all. Whichever book I’m writing at the time is my favorite. It has all my attention and all my passion.

Have any of your books received negative reviews and how did you handle the situation?

Of course! Bad reviews are part of the life of a working writer. I think the fact I went through the traditional submission process, where I was used to handling rejections from editors, gave me a good foundation in terms of handling negative reviews.

The simple fact is that some people will enjoy my work while others won’t. The world would be a very boring place if we all liked the same books. I deeply believe every reader has a right to his or her opinion, whether negative or positive.

Do you believe in writer’s block and if so, how do you overcome it?

No. My belief is that if I’m finding a story difficult to write, then there is a problem I have to figure out. Have I taken a wrong turn? Do I know my characters well enough? I’m a proponent of writing and thinking my way out of the problem.

What is the one genre you would never write and why?

I’ve learned never to say never! Who knows what the future might bring? However, I do love my happy endings, so any genre with sad endings would a serious stretch for me.

Have you ever written a book that you’ve regretted publishing and why?

No. I’m proud of all my books. I’ve grown and developed as a writer over the years, but each book I put out was my best work at that time. Same for my current projects.

If a reader said they wanted to write a book, what advice would you give them? 

Sit down and write.

Writing workshops and conferences are wonderful and great places to absorb knowledge that’ll help you continue to grow as a writer, but you won’t really develop actual writing skills until you put pen to paper or fingers to the keyboard. Constructing an entire story from scratch requires determination and devotion both.

Also, it may help to start small and work your way up. Short stories, then novellas, then a novel. That way, you’ll achieve things at each step, motivating you to carry on.

About you:

Tell us what a typical day in your life is like?

It depends on the day! I’m a full time writer, so my schedule is flexible. I write new words, or edit previously written work every day, but I’m not strict about the hours I put in. Instead, I measure my work rate by how much I achieve in terms of words written or pages edited. This keeps me honest and on track.

I love social media so I jump on my Facebook or Twitter pages a few times a day, and I try to carve out reading time as well.

I break for an hour for lunch, and usually work right through the afternoon. After dinner, I’ve been known to work till four in the morning at times (at which point I need to eat breakfast again ;-)).

What sort of things put you in a bad mood?

I’m a big believer in keeping your promises, so if someone says they’re going to do something and then they don’t, it does aggravate. However, generally, I’m pretty laid back – life’s too short to waste on bad moods!

Do you have a bucket list and what’s one thing you still want to do that you haven’t done?

I love traveling and there are still so many places I want to visit – Africa, South America, Antarctica…the list goes on!

What makes you laugh?

Oh, lots of things. The neighbor’s cat giving me his best suspicious “you intruder” glare even though he’s seen me every day for years, my friends’ sharp, witty comments, LOL cats… I laugh pretty easily. J

Do you like to read and what are you reading at the moment?

I love to read – it’s what led me into writing. I just finished the latest JD Robb. I adore Eve and Roarke! Next up is something from the tbr – I haven’t decided what I’m in the mood for yet. The anticipation is as fun as the choosing.

If you couldn’t write anymore, what would you do instead?

Figure out how I could write again. Writing is in my blood, my heart, my soul. I can’t imagine not doing it.

Fun Stuff:

If you could go out with one famous person who would it be and why?

I would’ve loved to have met the late Anne McCaffrey. Her Pern and Talent books are some of my all-time favorites. I would love to simply sit beside her and listen to her talk about her worlds, ask her questions about the characters, and just listen to everything she had to say.

I know you said one, but I’d also like to meet Joe Manganiello so I can gaze upon his hotness. ;-)

Do you have a habit that drives your partner/friends/family nuts and what is it?

I don’t put things back where they should be, so then no one can find it. I’m trying to be better, I promise!

In your opinion, what makes a person attractive?

Generally, it very much depends on the person – beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder. For me personally, it has to do with a solid core of honor intermixed with the ability to laugh and enjoy the world.

What is the strangest food you’ve ever eaten?

Hmm… I once ate a snail. Not escargot, but a steamed (?!) snail in a shell that was part of a banquet while I was in Japan. A friend and I dared each other. I didn’t really taste it, I swallowed it so fast!

Would you rather have a classic 1969 convertible Mustang or have the use of a beach side condo any time you want?

Beach condo, hands down.

And finally:

Would you rather survive an apocalyptic event (yes, even a zombie apocalypse) or die instantly without knowing what happened to your family and friends?

I’d like to survive, because if I survive, then there’s a chance I can rescue family and friends or be reunited with them. 

What great answers, although I have to say I think that more than one reader will be arm wrestling Nalini to go out with Joe Manganiello. ☺

by Nalini Singh

Fox hadn’t become the lead singer of one of the best-selling rock bands in history by being a shrinking violet. No, he went after what he wanted, no holds barred. And the raw promise he could feel between him and Molly? He had to know where it would lead, the need so strong he hadn’t felt anything like it since the day he’d figured out that music was his escape, the air in his lungs.
Which was why he was leaning against the wall beside Molly’s apartment at five that afternoon, a guitar by his side.
The elevator doors opened at a quarter after the hour, Molly going motionless two steps outside of it, the doors closing silently at her back. Yeah, she hadn’t expected him, but Fox was ready to work with that. Waiting patiently as she took a deep breath and completed the trek down the corridor, he drew in the scent of her, his gaze lingering on the fluttering pulse in her neck.
 “How did you get past security?”
Fox smiled slowly at the blurted-out question, wondering if Molly knew how bad she was at hiding her emotions. He liked it, liked that he saw the real Molly, not an illusion she’d created to tempt him—not that she had to do anything but smile to tempt him. “I told you the security sucks.”
Unable to resist, he reached out to run his finger down one creamy cheek flushed with a mix of surprise, passion, and, he was certain, sweet, hot feminine anger. His guess was borne out when Molly unlocked her door with jittery hands and put down her handbag on one corner of the bench, her fingers trembling before she curled them into her palms. “You’re breaking the rules.”
“What rules?” Closing the door, he leaned back on it and willed her to face him. Much as he loved the shape of her from the back, he liked watching those expressive eyes whisper her mood to him.
Shoulders tight, she turned. “This was supposed to be a one-night stand.”
“Ah.” Folding his arms over the plain black of his T-shirt, he said, “How about a one-month stand instead?” He knew he had to play this exactly right. Molly was wary of him, and yeah, he could understand why. To have her in his life beyond a fleeting instant, he’d have to win her trust.
She jerked up her head. “What?”
“Why not? I like you. You like me.” He smiled—because the reason Molly had needed to jerk up her head was that she’d been staring at his chest. “Admit it.”
Sitting down on the bench, she began to unzip her boots, very obviously not looking at him. “You’re okay for a rock star.”
He wanted to bite her, then pet her until she was limp and languid in his arms. “We burn up together.” Deliberately modulating his voice—his instrument—for maximum effect, low and bedroom rough, he saw her fingers stutter on the zipper. “I’m here for a month. It’s an easy equation.”
When the words “Let me think about it” fell from her mouth, he thought she might’ve been as startled as he was, her lips parting on a slight gasp—as if to call back the declaration.

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My thoughts on Rock Addiction:

I was lucky enough to receive an advance copy of Rock Addiction and couldn't wait to get started reading it. I've been a fan of Nalini Singh's work for many years and for me, when one of my favorite authors has a new book come out, then it's time to clear the calendar for some uninterrupted reading.  

Rock addiction turned out to be a really enjoyable read. It's a contemporary erotic romance with emphasis on the erotic. The main characters, Fox and Molly have a magnetism that's combustible. The sex is explicit, hot and often in this romance as the characters fight their inner demons and past experiences trying to achieve the relationship they both desire. 

The story is written in such a way that the secondary characters, whom I'm sure will be the basis of other books in the series, are engaging enough to tweak the readers interest and make you want to know more about them. Personally I can't wait for Noah's story and am looking forward to the release of Rock courtship, the first novella in the series,  just so I can find out how David and Thea get together.

I must admit when I first started reading the book I thought I may be disappointed. If you are used to reading the Guild Hunter or Psy-Changeling Series this book is very different. It's not a book with in-depth world building and an ongoing story of otherworldly intrigue. The characters in Rock Addiction are normal human beings who just want to find love.  It's a straight M/F contemporary erotic romance where boy meets girl struggling to get their happy ending and should be read as such.

If you love an erotic read, like the fantasy of ending up with a rock star who can be a bad boy at times, then Rock Addiction should be added to your TBR list. I've already got next one Rock Courtship on mine.

About the Author: 

NEW YORK TIMES AND USA Today bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling and Guild Hunter series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This time around, she decided to write about a hot and wickedly tempting rock star. If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.

Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing. If you’d like to explore her other books, you can find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensation is the first book in the Psy-Changeling series, while Angels’ Blood is the first book in the Guild Hunter series. Once Rock Addiction is out, swing by the site to check out the special behind-the-scenes page, complete with photos of many of the locations used in the book.

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          What happens when the Gentleman of Rock decides to play dirty?

A drummer for the hottest rock band on the planet, David has a single, powerful weakness: Thea, the band’s publicist and the woman who steals his breath away with her every move.

Only problem is, Thea doesn’t date clients—or musicians. Emotionally scarred by a cheating ex, she’s not about to risk her heart with a man who has groupies buzzing around him like flies. Even if his sexy smile ties her up in knots.

What she doesn’t know is that David is a one-woman man...and he’s madly in love with her. David’s determined to prove he’s worth the risk, and willing to court her, step by exquisite step. Thea’s about to discover just how long and hard this handsome drummer can play.

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