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Blurb:
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand. After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
Excerpt
The following excerpt has been bleeped out to make it a PG-13 excerpt. Please keep in mind that the book does contain adult themes and language, and is not suitable for minors. Thank you.
Mel sucked in a breath, and opened the door. The darkened room flickered with the light of at least a dozen candles. She squinted as she walked in. The smell of incense and roses wafted in the air. Her sight adjusted, and the darker shadows of the space became visible. She scanned the scene.
In the middle of the room sat an oversized bed covered in black velvet and satin. Her arms and legs quivered. A roughly made wooden table stood with two straight-backed chairs in the corner, and a tray of appetizing food awaited.
She stood frozen, anticipating his appearance. Her heart thumped in her chest. Was he hiding? She began to turn—
“Do not turn around, Miss Manning.” His voice whispered against her ear.
She jumped at the husky sound, but didn’t try to move away.
He ran his hands across her shoulders and trailed his fingers down her bare arms. “Are you frightened, kitten?”
Her skin tingled at his simple, but intimate touch. The heat from his massive body radiated against her back though he never made contact with it. Although she couldn’t see him, his presence filled the room, and the walls seemed to shrink at his closeness. “I’m a little scared. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I guess you do—”
His finger glided up her shoulder to press against her lips and his whispered rebuke filled her ear. “Silence.”
Her eyes fluttered closed. Pleasure and fear mingled in her mind and over her skin. She wanted so bad to turn her head and look at him, but somehow she knew she shouldn’t.
The spicy masculine scent of him filled the air, and his moist, heavy breath sent waves of heat down her neck. “During this portion of the evening you will only speak when asked a direct question, and you will address me as ‘Sir’. Understand?”
Concentrating on his words, she had to strain to hear him over her pounding heart but nodded. In the dim light of the candles, her chest rose and fell rapidly. Excitement and fear zinged to her extremities and every place in between.
“There’s nothing to be frightened of.”
He trailed his tongue from her earlobe down to her nape. She gasped and tensed her shoulders as he nipped and sucked the sensitive skin. Goosebumps covered her from head to toe. Her nipples hardened and throbbed. The mystery of him enticed her as much as his touch and scent.
He swept his hand slowly over her stomach. She melted back against him, the heat of his body wrapping around hers, instant, carnal and very real. Throbbing need pulsed between her legs, replacing the chill of fear.
“I’m going to remove your dress.”
“Okay.” The word whooshed from her. Dizziness caused her to sway. Is this really happening? His velvet baritone held a familiar lilt she couldn’t place, but surely if she’d heard that sexy sound before, she’d remember. Right now she was so aroused, it could be her high school boyfriend and she wouldn’t know—or care.
“Okay, what?”
Her body tensed at his rebuke. “Okay, Sir.”
“You have enough discipline coming this evening for past transgressions, Miss Manning. Let’s not complicate matters by increasing their number. All right?”
“All right, Sir.” She sucked in a breath at the mention of punishment. What would he do to her? She had stipulated mild discipline, but what did that mean to him?
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Blurb:
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand. After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
Excerpt
The following excerpt has been bleeped out to make it a PG-13 excerpt. Please keep in mind that the book does contain adult themes and language, and is not suitable for minors. Thank you.
Mel sucked in a breath, and opened the door. The darkened room flickered with the light of at least a dozen candles. She squinted as she walked in. The smell of incense and roses wafted in the air. Her sight adjusted, and the darker shadows of the space became visible. She scanned the scene.
In the middle of the room sat an oversized bed covered in black velvet and satin. Her arms and legs quivered. A roughly made wooden table stood with two straight-backed chairs in the corner, and a tray of appetizing food awaited.
She stood frozen, anticipating his appearance. Her heart thumped in her chest. Was he hiding? She began to turn—
“Do not turn around, Miss Manning.” His voice whispered against her ear.
She jumped at the husky sound, but didn’t try to move away.
He ran his hands across her shoulders and trailed his fingers down her bare arms. “Are you frightened, kitten?”
Her skin tingled at his simple, but intimate touch. The heat from his massive body radiated against her back though he never made contact with it. Although she couldn’t see him, his presence filled the room, and the walls seemed to shrink at his closeness. “I’m a little scared. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I guess you do—”
His finger glided up her shoulder to press against her lips and his whispered rebuke filled her ear. “Silence.”
Her eyes fluttered closed. Pleasure and fear mingled in her mind and over her skin. She wanted so bad to turn her head and look at him, but somehow she knew she shouldn’t.
The spicy masculine scent of him filled the air, and his moist, heavy breath sent waves of heat down her neck. “During this portion of the evening you will only speak when asked a direct question, and you will address me as ‘Sir’. Understand?”
Concentrating on his words, she had to strain to hear him over her pounding heart but nodded. In the dim light of the candles, her chest rose and fell rapidly. Excitement and fear zinged to her extremities and every place in between.
“There’s nothing to be frightened of.”
He trailed his tongue from her earlobe down to her nape. She gasped and tensed her shoulders as he nipped and sucked the sensitive skin. Goosebumps covered her from head to toe. Her nipples hardened and throbbed. The mystery of him enticed her as much as his touch and scent.
He swept his hand slowly over her stomach. She melted back against him, the heat of his body wrapping around hers, instant, carnal and very real. Throbbing need pulsed between her legs, replacing the chill of fear.
“I’m going to remove your dress.”
“Okay.” The word whooshed from her. Dizziness caused her to sway. Is this really happening? His velvet baritone held a familiar lilt she couldn’t place, but surely if she’d heard that sexy sound before, she’d remember. Right now she was so aroused, it could be her high school boyfriend and she wouldn’t know—or care.
“Okay, what?”
Her body tensed at his rebuke. “Okay, Sir.”
“You have enough discipline coming this evening for past transgressions, Miss Manning. Let’s not complicate matters by increasing their number. All right?”
“All right, Sir.” She sucked in a breath at the mention of punishment. What would he do to her? She had stipulated mild discipline, but what did that mean to him?
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After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Excerpt:
“Well, Dallas, what did a pretty gal like you expect from this deal?”
There was no way in hell she would answer that question. So she employed her stellar skills of diversion and subterfuge. “What did a guy like you expect from this deal?” Okay, maybe not the cleverest line she’d ever come up with, but this guy with his mesmerizing eyes messed up her mojo.
He leaned back with his elbow on the mattress and flashed a brilliant smile. She swallowed hard. “To get to know a lovely young woman such as yourself and have a little adventure. You think you can handle that?”
Could he be any more cocky? His thinly veiled innuendo struck her with the delicacy of a baseball bat. No question he was hot. From a purely physical standpoint, he was perfection, but did anything rattle around behind those blue eyes?
She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her chin. “What I want to know is, can you handle that?”
Oops, she hadn’t meant for that to sound like a challenge or an invitation, but even to her own ears, it did. He stood, his long legs closing the distance between them in two strides. She braced her legs to hold her ground, but retreated toward a wall. So much for holding my ground. Pressing her head back against a branch, she looked up into his even stare. God, his eyes were Ceylon blue, his lips full and lush. He stopped in front of her, but continued to lower his head toward hers. Other than the rustling wind, only her ragged breathing sounded amongst the leaves.
Robert braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, effectively trapping her between him and the tree. Every cell in her body buzzed with electrical current, and her gaze helplessly transfixed on him. The lids of his eyes lowered, and his straight nose brushed against hers.
“Can I kiss you?” His whispered request tickled her skin.
Chills swept over her heated body. Her knees gave way, and she sighed out some inaudible response he apparently took as affirmative. He brushed her lips with a kiss.
With agonizing leisure, his mouth eased over hers, first feathering her closed lips then caressing each one between his. His velvety flesh wisped like flower petals against hers, and the aroma of fresh mint scented his breath. The languid motion of his kiss ignited a desire that throbbed all the way down between her legs. The longer he lingered, the hotter she burned. He never sped his pace or reached for her in any other way. It was only a kiss, yet so much more.
His warm tongue slipped between her lips and slowly explored her mouth, sliding across her teeth and stroking her tongue. A soft moan escaped her and excruciating tension built in her core with each lazy thrust.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and trailed her fingers down his hips as she molded to his body. He gasped and ended the kiss. The staggering length of his arousal pressed into her abs and the burn in her sex flared into a raging inferno.
He rested his forehead against the tree, and she laid her hands on his chest with his body lightly molded to hers. The heat radiating between them smoldered hotter than the Vegas asphalt at high noon. His breaths were steady, but his heart pounded against her open palms.
His voice, deep and husky, sounded near her ear. “Maybe. Maybe not, Dallas.”
She opened her eyes. “Huh?”
He kept his eyes closed and rubbed his cheek against hers. “I was just answering your earlier question.”
She couldn’t remember the question. She’d be lucky to remember her own name.
You can get it here – http://www.amazon.com/Knight-Brooklyn-Night-Stand-ebook/dp/B005T4XYK0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1340851918&sr=8-1&keywords=one+knight+in+brooklyn
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After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Excerpt:
“Well, Dallas, what did a pretty gal like you expect from this deal?”
There was no way in hell she would answer that question. So she employed her stellar skills of diversion and subterfuge. “What did a guy like you expect from this deal?” Okay, maybe not the cleverest line she’d ever come up with, but this guy with his mesmerizing eyes messed up her mojo.
He leaned back with his elbow on the mattress and flashed a brilliant smile. She swallowed hard. “To get to know a lovely young woman such as yourself and have a little adventure. You think you can handle that?”
Could he be any more cocky? His thinly veiled innuendo struck her with the delicacy of a baseball bat. No question he was hot. From a purely physical standpoint, he was perfection, but did anything rattle around behind those blue eyes?
She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her chin. “What I want to know is, can you handle that?”
Oops, she hadn’t meant for that to sound like a challenge or an invitation, but even to her own ears, it did. He stood, his long legs closing the distance between them in two strides. She braced her legs to hold her ground, but retreated toward a wall. So much for holding my ground. Pressing her head back against a branch, she looked up into his even stare. God, his eyes were Ceylon blue, his lips full and lush. He stopped in front of her, but continued to lower his head toward hers. Other than the rustling wind, only her ragged breathing sounded amongst the leaves.
Robert braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, effectively trapping her between him and the tree. Every cell in her body buzzed with electrical current, and her gaze helplessly transfixed on him. The lids of his eyes lowered, and his straight nose brushed against hers.
“Can I kiss you?” His whispered request tickled her skin.
Chills swept over her heated body. Her knees gave way, and she sighed out some inaudible response he apparently took as affirmative. He brushed her lips with a kiss.
With agonizing leisure, his mouth eased over hers, first feathering her closed lips then caressing each one between his. His velvety flesh wisped like flower petals against hers, and the aroma of fresh mint scented his breath. The languid motion of his kiss ignited a desire that throbbed all the way down between her legs. The longer he lingered, the hotter she burned. He never sped his pace or reached for her in any other way. It was only a kiss, yet so much more.
His warm tongue slipped between her lips and slowly explored her mouth, sliding across her teeth and stroking her tongue. A soft moan escaped her and excruciating tension built in her core with each lazy thrust.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and trailed her fingers down his hips as she molded to his body. He gasped and ended the kiss. The staggering length of his arousal pressed into her abs and the burn in her sex flared into a raging inferno.
He rested his forehead against the tree, and she laid her hands on his chest with his body lightly molded to hers. The heat radiating between them smoldered hotter than the Vegas asphalt at high noon. His breaths were steady, but his heart pounded against her open palms.
His voice, deep and husky, sounded near her ear. “Maybe. Maybe not, Dallas.”
She opened her eyes. “Huh?”
He kept his eyes closed and rubbed his cheek against hers. “I was just answering your earlier question.”
She couldn’t remember the question. She’d be lucky to remember her own name.
You can get it here – http://www.amazon.com/Knight-Brooklyn-Night-Stand-ebook/dp/B005T4XYK0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1340851918&sr=8-1&keywords=one+knight+in+brooklyn
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Romance at Random is giving away 26 books!
I’m joining in by giving away one of my back list titles – Winner’s Choice
Pinocchio Syndrome
“I love a good erotic read and I love to laugh! This book did not disappoint!!” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars on Amazon
Chio Pino, Chicago’s newest wiseguy, is given his most important assignment to date –protection detail for Rosaria De Luca, his godfather’s daughter.
Home from college and grown-up in all the right places, Rose is determined to lose her virginity to Chio, the guy she’s had a crush on since fourth grade.
With a meat cleaver-wielding mob boss on his ass and an overly amorous temptress in his face, Chio’s problems are growing just like his dick when he lies.
Can he resist her or will he lose his expandable man part and his heart with one impulsive act?
One Knight in Brooklyn
“This well-written, hot read, was a fast-paced story that got me hooked at the beginning and I didn’t want to put it down.” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars Amazon
After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Night with a Dom
“Wow, just wow. I read Ms. Major’s first 1NS and I was blown away with her sense of humor, richly drawn characters “ Harlie’s Book Reivews, 5 Stars
“I loved the characters and thought the plot was engaging – I just really wanted Melody to get her happy ending! This story flowed from start to finish and was a very satisfying read. If you like bdsm romance, give this one a try – you won’t be disappointed!” Sue London, Review on Amazon, 5 Stars
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand. After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
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I’m joining in by giving away one of my back list titles – Winner’s Choice
Pinocchio Syndrome
Chio Pino, Chicago’s newest wiseguy, is given his most important assignment to date –protection detail for Rosaria De Luca, his godfather’s daughter.
Home from college and grown-up in all the right places, Rose is determined to lose her virginity to Chio, the guy she’s had a crush on since fourth grade.
With a meat cleaver-wielding mob boss on his ass and an overly amorous temptress in his face, Chio’s problems are growing just like his dick when he lies.
Can he resist her or will he lose his expandable man part and his heart with one impulsive act?
One Knight in Brooklyn
After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Night with a Dom
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand. After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
Greetings Earthday Blog Hoppers!
The Definition of Priceless
Priceless – Invaluable; having incalculable worth
Casea’s definition – Something that can’t be replaced if broken or consumed
I don’t know about you, but I don’t have too much in my possession that is priceless. No ancient artifacts or precious gems.
The things in my life that are priceless – my family. And my world.
This day and age we all know what ‘going green’ or ‘carbon footprint’ is, but do we really see it as our responsibility to maintain?
If you’re like me you probably think what’s one more person throwing a plastic water bottle in the trash. And don’t get me started on the plastic bags from Wal-Mart and Target. If you don’t throw those puppies away they could take over your house. Geez, those things accumulate.
Well imagine hundreds of millions of people with hundreds of plastic bags then you begin to get an idea of how truly devastating to the environment one little person can be.
And the truth is – It takes so little to make a big difference. To conserve energy and water. To give just a little extra effort to protect our environment. To find out more you can go to Earthday.org for all kinds of projects and ideas.
Money, Time and Effort – How much can you afford to protect something priceless?
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Blurb:
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand. After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
Excerpt
The following excerpt has been bleeped out to make it a PG-13 excerpt. Please keep in mind that the book does contain adult themes and language, and is not suitable for minors. Thank you.
Mel sucked in a breath, and opened the door. The darkened room flickered with the light of at least a dozen candles. She squinted as she walked in. The smell of incense and roses wafted in the air. Her sight adjusted, and the darker shadows of the space became visible. She scanned the scene.
In the middle of the room sat an oversized bed covered in black velvet and satin. Her arms and legs quivered. A roughly made wooden table stood with two straight-backed chairs in the corner, and a tray of appetizing food awaited.
She stood frozen, anticipating his appearance. Her heart thumped in her chest. Was he hiding? She began to turn—
“Do not turn around, Miss Manning.” His voice whispered against her ear.
She jumped at the husky sound, but didn’t try to move away.
He ran his hands across her shoulders and trailed his fingers down her bare arms. “Are you frightened, kitten?”
Her skin tingled at his simple, but intimate touch. The heat from his massive body radiated against her back though he never made contact with it. Although she couldn’t see him, his presence filled the room, and the walls seemed to shrink at his closeness. “I’m a little scared. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I guess you do—”
His finger glided up her shoulder to press against her lips and his whispered rebuke filled her ear. “Silence.”
Her eyes fluttered closed. Pleasure and fear mingled in her mind and over her skin. She wanted so bad to turn her head and look at him, but somehow she knew she shouldn’t.
The spicy masculine scent of him filled the air, and his moist, heavy breath sent waves of heat down her neck. “During this portion of the evening you will only speak when asked a direct question, and you will address me as ‘Sir’. Understand?”
Concentrating on his words, she had to strain to hear him over her pounding heart but nodded. In the dim light of the candles, her chest rose and fell rapidly. Excitement and fear zinged to her extremities and every place in between.
“There’s nothing to be frightened of.”
He trailed his tongue from her earlobe down to her nape. She gasped and tensed her shoulders as he nipped and sucked the sensitive skin. Goosebumps covered her from head to toe. Her nipples hardened and throbbed. The mystery of him enticed her as much as his touch and scent.
He swept his hand slowly over her stomach. She melted back against him, the heat of his body wrapping around hers, instant, carnal and very real. Throbbing need pulsed between her legs, replacing the chill of fear.
“I’m going to remove your dress.”
“Okay.” The word whooshed from her. Dizziness caused her to sway. Is this really happening? His velvet baritone held a familiar lilt she couldn’t place, but surely if she’d heard that sexy sound before, she’d remember. Right now she was so aroused, it could be her high school boyfriend and she wouldn’t know—or care.
“Okay, what?”
Her body tensed at his rebuke. “Okay, Sir.”
“You have enough discipline coming this evening for past transgressions, Miss Manning. Let’s not complicate matters by increasing their number. All right?”
“All right, Sir.” She sucked in a breath at the mention of punishment. What would he do to her? She had stipulated mild discipline, but what did that mean to him?
Night with a Dom releases on March 16th
I am so excited about this story and can’t wait to share it with everyone. Next week I’ll post an exclusive blurb.
Blurb Night with a Dom
On New Year’s Eve workaholic Melody Manning is informed by her ex he’s getting married. Devastated by the news, she blames the slave-driver tactics of her former boss for her break up.
To release the heartbreak and provide herself with some much needed stress relief, she enlists the help of an exclusive matching agency specializing in one-night stands.
At the Castillo Resort and Winery in Sonoma Valley, Mel meets the mysterious Dom who has agreed to the last minute rendezvous. The sexy masked Master promises to get to the bottom of Mel’s guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand.
After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
Major Love ~~~ Major Romance
Prior to becoming a writer of romantic fiction, Casea Major worked in the legal field for a non-profit dispute resolution company for ten years. She is now a full-time mom to three preschool children with whom she and her husband live happily…most of the time. When she isn’t chained to her laptop, she enjoys Cary Grant movies and crocheting.
Happy Valentine’s Day Massage and Giveaway!
Every year for Valentine’s Day my husband asks, “What do you want?” I think it’s because he wants me to say, “Nothing.”
Ha Ha Ha! Every year I ask for a massage. As a mother of three under the age of eight, I need to relax and a massage not only soothes tense muscles, but it gets me away from my stressful environment for a while. You know the one where you can’t take a shower or use the bathroom without someone interrupting you.
So as your treat today I’m giving you a short steamy massage story and offering a chance to win a five dollar gift card from All Romance EBooks.
For your chance to win – Just “like” my Facebook page and follow my blog, then leave a comment with your email to follow-up and tell me what you like for Valentine’s Day.
Moore Massage by Casea Major
Story One from Moore is Better Series
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WARNING: This story contains explicit sex and language some may find offensive.
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Happy Birthday to Me – But you get the gift!!
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Night with a Dom – Coming soon from Decadent Publishing
On New Year’s Eve workaholic Melody Manning is informed by her ex he’s getting married. Devastated by the news, she blames the slave-driver tactics of her former boss for her break up.
To release the heartbreak and provide herself with some much needed stress relief, she enlists the help of an exclusive matching agency specializing in one-night stands.
At the Castillo Resort and Winery in Sonoma Valley, Mel meets the mysterious Dom who has agreed to the last minute rendezvous. The sexy masked Master promises to get to the bottom of Mel’s guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand.
After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
An Almost Perfect Meeting: Rocky Horror Revisited
Hi, everyone. I’m Jenna Jaxon, author of historical and erotic contemporary romance, and I’d first like to thank Casea Major for having me here on Major Passion…Major Romance today.
If you happened to read the post I did on Almost Perfect just after Thanksgiving at the Daily Dose of Decadent blog, you’ll know I spilled the beans on some of Pam and Roger’s dirty little secrets. They were a bit upset (read pissed) that they didn’t have a chance to explain some of those items. So I agreed that they could come along today and give us the story on how they met.
Jenna: So, Pam, you wanted to set us straight on how you and Roger met initially?
Pam: Yes, Jenna. I think dropping that little bombshell and not letting us explain what happened was hardly fair.
Jenna: I only said that you met at a showing of The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Pam: I know. And it was so much more romantic than that.
Roger: I don’t remember it as being particularly romantic, Pam.
Pam: What do you mean? How much more romantic can you get? We were thrown together, got to play Brad and Janet, and danced the Time Warp together. Before our first official date!
Roger: Well, yeah, the Time Warp…
Jenna: What happened, guys? I’m not surprised you were there, Pam.
Pam: It was my tenth showing! And I was going to finally participate in a big way. John Kramer, a friend of mine, had agreed to go with me, but chickened out at the last minute. So I took all the stuff and went without him. I hoped to find a Brad once I got there.
Jenna: Stuff? Like what?
Pam: You’ve never been to Rocky Horror Picture Show? *gives me an incredulous look*
Jenna: *sheepishly* Once. I only remember a few things. I think I was hiding in my seat most of the time.
Roger: Thank God! I thought I was the only one!
Jenna: How did you come to be there, Roger? It doesn’t sound like a movie you’d go to see on your own.
Roger: *eyes wide and innocent* It was a mistake! I had gone to the theatre–it’s an art theatre–to see a special showing of Memento. I thought it was at midnight, but it actually played at 7. I didn’t notice until I walked in and there were all these really weird people in strange costumes and glasses.
Pam: I was one of those weird people, Roger.
Roger: *smiles wickedly* Yes, you were. She came right up to me, shoved a pair of glasses on my face and said, “I need a Brad.” And I said…
Pam: He said, “But I’m Roger.” *rolls her eyes* And I said, “I don’t care if you’re Elvis Presley, you’re Brad tonight!”
Roger: And then she pulled me up to the front of the theatre! I really had no choice. *grins* Such a forceful woman.
Jenna: So you ended up performing and you didn’t know anything about the movie?
Pam: *shakes her head in disgust* No, he didn’t have a clue. I had to whisper what he was supposed to do.
Roger: Well, it doesn’t take much instruction to be squirted by a squirt gun and pelted with toast.
Pam: You needed me to do the Time Warp!
Roger: *looking away sheepishly* Well, yes.
Jenna: *pouncing* What happened during the Time Warp?
Roger: After the rain, I wanted to sit down, but she wouldn’t let me. And then this guy in six inch platform glitter shoes and a…a…
Pam: Corset. Frankenfurter wears a corset.
Roger: Yeah, a corset. Anyway, he comes up and lurks beside us, waiting to go on. At this point the only place I want to be is outta there! But Pam’s got a death grip on my hand, smiling at this…guy. Then she whispers to me to do the Time Warp and then we could sit down. Which sounded fantastic to me. But…
Pam: But he didn’t know how to do the Time Warp. *giggles* So I told him to stand behind me and put his hands on my waist and follow what I did.
Jenna: *mouth dropping open* And you did the dance that close to Pam?
Roger: Yes! *swallows convulsively* And when they got to the point where they did the what, was it, Pam?
Pam: *grinning* The Pelvic Thrust.
Roger: God, yes! The Pelvic Thrust. I was doing that, right up against her butt! Then everyone fell down. We fell down–withPam on top of me. And I was…well, aroused.
Pam: He was poking me in the back like he had a steel rod in his pants.
Roger: *Laughs* That dance should be illegal. I’ll never be the same again!
Pam: And as soon as we got up and into our seats he asked me out for the next night.
Jenna: And the rest is history?
Pam: Yes. More or less.
Jenna: A pretty memorable beginning to your relationship.
Pam: If it had only continued to be memorable.
Roger: Pam.
Pam: Well, you…
Jenna: I think you’ve enlightened the readers enough about your early escapades, guys. Thanks you very much for clearing that up for us. I hope everyone will check out the rest of your story in Almost Perfect that releases on Friday, December 9th from Decadent Publishing. And thanks again, Casea, for having us on Major Love~~~Major Romance.
Casea: Thank you, Roger, Pan and of course Jenna for being here. You are all welcome anytime…and so is Frankenfurter, who is one of my personal favorites. And just for the record, Pam – I’ve seen Rocky Horror at least ten times, too.
How’s Your Kama?
I am so pleased to have Jenna Jaxon as a Guest blogger. She’s talking about one of my favorite subjects – SEX and giving us a sneak peek at her upcoming release from Decadent publishing, Almost Perfect. Jenna – thanks for coming. Love this post!
Good morning, everyone! I’d like to thank my great friend and even greater crit partner, Casea Major, for inviting me to Major Love–Major Romance today.
With the release of my erotic contemporary Almost Perfect scheduled for November 25, I thought it would be fun to talk about sex–specifically about the Kama Sutra, which figures prominently in the book.
I’m sure most romance readers have heard of the Kama Sutra, an ancient Indian text considered the ultimate guide to sexual and sensual pleasure. Composed of seven books, the Kama Sutra’s second book is devoted to practical advice on sexual union–including chapters that discuss types of embraces, caresses, kisses, marking with fingernails, biting and marking with the teeth, slapping with the hand (and corresponding moaning), and an illustrated section on sexual positions that lead to superior orgasms.
Good To Know’s website on Sex and Relationships at http://www.goodtoknow.co.uk/relationships/259026/Kama-Sutra-positions
gives descriptions and photo illustrations of some of the most popular–and most challenging–positions recommended by the text.
In Almost Perfect, Roger has become a student of the Kama Sutra and challenges Pam to let him show her why he’s at the head of his class.
There are a total of 64 (!) positions described and illustrated in the Kama Sutra, along with advice on how to accomplish the total sensual experience between partners. Some of the things it suggests are eye-opening to say the least!
The various Kama Sutra positions have pretty strange names: Widely Opened, The Congress of the Crow, Splitting of the Bamboo, Milk and Water Embrace. Some are very easy to accomplish while others look as though they’d have to be performed by Circ du Soliel! All promise to be a fun time in the bedroom–or anywhere you feel the urge.
My favorite position is The Pair of Tongs–just to look at. I could never do it because it seems to defy gravity!
So if you’re ever bored in your love life or need a little spice in the bedroom, check out the Kama Sutra and rediscover the fun side of sensual sexual pleasure.
Blurb Almost Perfect
Pamela Kimball’s birthday present, a 1Night Stand adventure, promises to jump-start her life, put a new man in her bed, and help her forget her past. Unfortunately, movie-buff Pam’s Pirates of the Caribbean fantasy takes an alarming wrong turn when she’s abandoned on a not quite deserted island—with ex-husband Roger Ware.
Forced by hunger to accept Roger’s offer of dinner, Pam realizes the geek she married has transformed into one of the most charming, sexiest men she’s ever met. His newfound confidence—and hot body—re-kindles old fires. A simple kiss leads Roger to challenge her to discover how much his lovemaking skills have improved, leaving Pam torn between self-preservation and burning desire.
With time running out before they’re rescued, Pam must decide if her heart can survive the consequences of becoming Roger’s “almost” perfect one-night stand.
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Fantasies. Food. Flames. Firestorm by a.c. Mason
As part of the Decadent Publishing Interracial and Multicultural Blog tour today I am joined by the lovely, wildly talented french Canadian Author, a.c. Mason. Thank you so much for joining us at Major Love~~~Major Romance.
I don’t know about you but I often have fantasies about food. No, really I do. Not just any kind of nourishment but Soul Food. Admittedly my Nana makes a mean corn bread. I don’t think I’ve ever tasted anything so good in my life. Hot out of the oven I shoved a bunch of butter between to pieces and it melted into the bread. That ruined me for just regular old bread for a long time. The one problem is I’ve yet to find good corn bread in Canada. I’m lucky that my Nana lives in Cheektowaga, New York which is only a few hours from where I live. So part of my reason for wanting to write the Soul Food Diner Series was a chance to talk about soul food. Another reason was the Sunsational Malibu Christie Barbie. She was my first black Barbie and from Malibu. When I grew up I wanted to hangout in Malibu too. Then there was the movie Clueless and I know it was set in Beverly Hills but who doesn’t remember Dionne? So voila all this jumbled stuff in my head and I set the Soul Food Dinner series in Malibu with interracial and black heroines. Surrendering to the Right Man is born.
Blurb:
In
dy Kent’s motorcycle accident last New Year’s Eve forced her to fight for things she took for granted. This holiday she makes a special request of her best friend, Liam Boyd, the “I want you to deflower me.” Desperate to get Liam out of her system, a holiday sexcapade seems like just the cure from her long harbored, unreciprocated feelings.
But there is a complication, and his name is Tim, Liam’s older brother. Tim’s touch last New Year’s Eve ignited an unexpected flame between them. The time they
spent together during her recovery only furthered her attachment to him. Emotions whirl; her secret looms. The hotter the burn between the sheets with Liam, the
more Indy’s yearning drifts toward Tim.
The incident that caused her accident and changed her life might save her heart.
Can she ultimately surrender her heart to the right man?
Content warning:
This book contains graphic sex including some traditionally considered taboo. A love triangle. Voyeurism. Light to mid-range discipline, dominance, and submission.
Excerpt:
A spasm in Indy’s leg forced her to clench her teeth together. She hated not being able to stand on her own two feet. The pain she was in wasn’t about to force her to remain seated.
“Are you okay?” Tim’s eyes softened with concern.
“I still get the tremors, ghost sensations from muscles I no longer have.” To reconstruct her leg, the doctors had used muscles from donors. She felt sewn together by patchwork, like Frankenstein a quilt of mismatched pieces.
“You push yourself too hard, always have. I like that about you, but you need someone who’ll help you ease off.” He drew up behind her. “Put your weight on me.”
“Tim.”
“Do it,” he ordered.
As he gathered her up, the heat of his hard chest pressed to her back, and he lowered her into the lawn chair. “Bossy.”
“Only around you, Miss Independent.” The rise and fall of his chest accelerated. Calm, blue eyes warmed to flames.
Heat weaved a path in her insides turning her to mush.
“I’d better go.” He tossed his bag on his shoulder.
Pain burned her eyes. Being with Liam meant loosing Tim, and she needed him. “You shouldn’t go just because the others have.”
Tim lifted her chin, forcing her gaze to his. “Yes, I should. Merry Christmas Eve, Indy, and I hope Santa gets you your heart’s desire.”
“You, too.” She nodded and grabbed his large, warm, kind hand. In April, his hands had stabilized her when she took her first steps since the accident.
“Unfortunately, mine is no longer available. Never really was for that matter.” He exhaled. “I shouldn’t have said that.”
She tightened her hold. “Tim, thank you for everything. I don’t know how I would have managed without your help and support.”
“It’s the least I could do, given—”
“Given what?” Liam asked, standing by the open gate to the backyard.
“What she went through. I hope you both have a wonderful evening.” Tim dashed passed his brother.
That was close. Though nothing had happened between her and Tim, she felt guilty. She didn’t want to deceive Liam, but he wouldn’t understand the connection which came out of that night between them. How could he when she struggled to understand?
Now let me go back to a conversation I was having with fellow author Toni Kelly this summer about a Haboob, which started the entire idea. Yes, you read that correctly a Haboob. I thought what the heck is that too? So she explained about this wall of sand that comes right at you. Apparently they occur in places like Phoenix. It reminded me of the mythological bird. Just then I thought about this 1 Night Stand I wanted to write and how I desire to do something unique and different.
I thought Mason wouldn’t it be cool to have a race of Phoenixes? (Sometimes I talk to myself.) In my usual Mason style I did some research of the mythology of the Greek and Persians views of Phoenixes. Then I sat there thinking about how the technicalities would work. The only hot bird man I could think of was Brendan Lee in The Crow. So I needed to come up with some searing material for the birth of my supernatural beings.
Here’s a feathers tickle of a fantasy of flames, Firestorm.
Firestorm
Interracial Paranormal Erotic (Ménage, Romance, Multicultural)
Blurb:
Master Explosive Ordnance Disposal Officer, Era Bennu has a thing for combustible situations. All she wants is one smokin’ night with two hot supernaturals before she goes out in blaze of glory on her current mission.
Scorch marks are the insignia of the Phoenix. This anniversary’s gift for mates Seneb Keita and Cinaed Bryce is explosive. They’re going to savor one searing night with a woman that they can share.
What they get is a firestorm and Era finds serenity in the midst of a roaring blaze.
Can she accept her destiny is to play with fire when she’s the one meant to rise from the ashes?
Excerpt:
“Room 201.” Era shoved the email printout in her backpack, removed the room key, and swung the strap onto her shoulder.
Why hadn’t she noticed the irony until now? Two on one. Clever. Not a soul had bothered her through the check-in process as per her instructions. If anyone had, her classic “and whom do you think you are” look would have stopped them dead! If not, she could flash her Secretary of Defense issued hall pass.
“Ecstasy, here I come.” At the age of thirty-two, one last thing remained on her list of desires. Tonight she would strike this fantasy off the list.
So far, Madame Eve seemed to be running a tight operation and appeared to be on the up and up. In less than fourteen minutes, two amazing supernatural males would walk into this very room to give her a night she’d never forget. Maybe her last night on earth. Tomorrow she was Iraq-bound for a Black Ops missio involving a missing diplomat, a terrorist bomb, and her skills to defuse. If such a result could occur. Highly explosive situations were unavoidable in her life. Most of the team would be coming home in pine boxes with flags draped over them; they had a point one percent chance of survival under the circumstance. But for the safety of her fellow Americans, it was a price she would gladly pay. All the team would.
In her haste to get this night squared away, she hadn’t specified what type of supernaturals, just that they be a kind that couldn’t infect or maker her into what they were. Please let them have talents no human male possessed. Not that she knew much about the paranormal. Though she’d always been drawn to the unknown. She had chalked up her fascination with paranormal activity to a desire to escape from the cruelties humans could inflict on each other, which she’d seen firsthand. Tonight was about her.
No matter what her ex had said about her, she wasn’t frigid. So she didn’t want another woman in her bed. She’d be more than happy to be of service to a few good men. Two to start. And then who knows, if after tomorrow dawn rose on another day, and she wasn’t disfigured for life—the world would be hers for the taking. Technically, they weren’t men either they were…. Well, she didn’t know yet.
The hall was vacant. The Castillo Resort even managed to ensure a clear coast on her arrival at her room. What service!
She unlocked the door, opened it, and stepped in.
Sin incarnate stood with a towel around his neck.
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Born from the union of her Scottish and Belgian mother and an African American and Cherokee father, a.c.Mason’s youth was filled with dichotomies and moving from place to place. She developed a curiosity to explore through writing the seedy side of our nature and desires. Given her own diverse background, she writes stories that represent the world she grew up in. She is fluent in French and English. For the past eight years of her life, she has worked with one foot in the past spanning from 18th century, the Bering Strait theory to modern day and now late Victorian. She advocates the preservation of our natural and cultural riches for future generations. Her stories are the place where darkness meets human desire and fairytales endings are not promised but earned. In 2011 her work was nominated for six 2012 Bookie Awards. If you’d like to learn more about a.c. Mason go to www.acmason.com.
Daily Dose of Decadence — Hot Firemen!!!
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Join me at Pimpin’ Reads for an Excerpt of One Knight in Brooklyn
So excited about my new release One Knight in Brooklyn with Decadent Publishing.
I am at Pimpin’ Reads today with a steamy excerpt. Come by and say ‘hi’. http://jowannashotromances.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-night-in-brooklyn-by-casea-major.html
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RELEASE DAY — One Knight in Brooklyn is here!
Today is the day! So excited about my new release One Knight in Brooklyn with Decadent Publishing. Thanks to all my friends and critique partners who helped to make this fun, sexy, story what it is. Thanks to the wonderful folks at Decadent – Dara England for one of the loveliest covers I’ve ever seen. Valerie Mann for creating the 1NS series editing, informing and general hand-holding. Thanks to Heather B. and Lisa O. for making Decadent a place with which I am proud to be associated.
Please take a look at this great story. (I’m not just saying that ’cause I wrote it. It really is very good.)
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Tomorrow’s the day — One Knight in Brooklyn is almost here!
My new release One Knight in Brooklyn with Decadent Publishing is almost here.
Please take a look at this great story. (I’m not just saying that ’cause I wrote it. It really is very good.)
I am posting today over at Jenna’s Journal. Come by and say ‘hi’.
Join me today on the Decadent Blog
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Majorly Sweet Saturday Samples — One Knight in Brooklyn
Welcome to my 1st edition of Sweet Saturday Samples.
This 
sample comes from my upcoming release from Decadent Publishing, One Knight in Brooklyn. Mare has just arrived at the Castillo Hotel in Vegas for her one-night stand date. Victoria, the wise but mysterious concierge, is escorting her to her room for the evening. Mare has just told the woman she wants the perfect guy to sweep her off her feet. Enjoy.
“And who is the perfect guy, Ms. Caldwell?”
Mare swallowed hard. “Well, you know…someone brave and gallant. Someone romantic…handsome…”
Victoria stared intently and gave her a placating smile. “May I provide a word of advice?”
Mare nodded.
The beautiful woman held her with an even gaze. “My grandfather was a mariner, and he always said the Treasure of Cortez would never be found until the one who sought it looked beyond their desire. Many wondrous treasures are often overlooked, Ms. Caldwell, for those that seek them cannot see beyond their own expectations.”
Mare rubbed down the hairs on her arms.
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One Knight in Brooklyn — Six Sentence Sunday
This Six is from my upcoming release with Decadent Publishing’s 1NS series , One Knight in Brooklyn.
In this snippet, Mare has just seen her 1-Night Stand, Robert, for the first time.
Perfectly proportioned, he was fitted to her precise specifications. Mare’s gaze flitted to his crotch. Though covered by the tunic, enough of a bulge pressed against the gauzy fabric to assure her of the fulfillment of even that desire. This man wasn’t a knight; he was a god. Strong. Magnificent…
And then her paradigm shifted as something unfortunate happened – he spoke.
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