Woody Probes...Eden Glenn

I've very pleased to welcome Eden Glenn, who makes all types of romances a personal delight to read whether they are inter-gender or not.

Would you Prefer…to go a year without sex Or to go a year without music?
Hands down I would give up the Music.  I’ve given up the sex before and well frankly without sex the music wasn’t all that interesting. LOL

Would you Prefer…to have your sexual performance rated by members of your family Or to have your sexual performance rated on live international tv?
Interesting question, no doubt I’d rather have my performance rated by strangers on live international tv instead of my family. My sexual prowess would be off limits to family members cause that is just eww. Live international TV is more anonymous resulting in a more impartial judging.

Do you have a hidden talent to tell us about? My super power is sarcasm.

Where is someplace you wouldn‘t be caught dead at? Having sex on live international TV.

If your house is one fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be?  Providing family members are all out and safe I would have to say. My Cat, My heirloom jewelry, My phone (I don’t have insurance on that), Manuscript and photos are all backed up on the cloud server I have.
 
What is the most challenging part of writing for you? I am a very organic writer and sometimes write myself into a corner. I am learning to be a plot pantser. LOL. Not totally planned out but also not flying blind. I have to learn to spend some time getting to know my characters before I start writing what they tell me. If I can do that then I can see their character arch. This allows me to find the situations that will help them achieve their outcomes and growth experiences.

What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on? Discipline in the face of 10 hour grueling work days.

What attracted you to the romance genre? No doubt, in a world full of disappointment in romance fiction I always get my happily ever after.

What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? It is a business. I have invested in my education and professional development through classes, workshops and dues to professional organizations like the Romance Writers of America and Georgia Romance Writers (previous to that First Coast Romance Writers) I also try to conduct my networking and writer relationships with them same professionalism that I would any business endeavor.

Tell us about your most current release….June 3rd “The Galloping Ghoul of Hockomock Swamp” is due to release as a stand alone piece. It is a short novelette that was published as part of the “Once Upon A Twisted Tale” anthology last October, 2011. It is a male/male historic erotic romance.

BLURB:

The Galloping Ghoul rides each full moon, exacting revenge by frightening those who tormented his past. By day, he is one of the town people, Nathaniel Hawkins, an affluent entrepreneur. He identifies with Ike Sandhill, a government surveyor, and wants to protect him from the same thugs who drove Nathaniel to revenge. Ike goes to the extreme to prove to everyone how straight laced he is. He pursues Misty VonMix with the intention of marriage. Nathaniel doesn't know how to confess his desire without driving Ike away. He comes up with a plan of seduction. Before the night is over Ike discovers things about himself he always knew, yet denied.  

What was your leading inspiration for the piece? Rebel Ink Press set out a call for twisted tales for the anthology. When I learned the release date, I knew I had to participate and this story blossomed for that anthology because of the Halloween time release date. Nathaniel Hawkins, one of my heroes of the story, showed up in his spit shined Hessian boots.

How do you most identify with the leading character? Nathaniel Hawkins is frankly, a control freak. He wants everything to work out the way he wants it to work out. He doesn’t like that nebulous time when anything can happen.  I guess I’m a little bit like that.  Ha!  And Ike Sandhill has spent a lot of time and energy trying to be the person that everyone expected him to be. In my past…I was a little bit like that too. So, between the two of them….they’ve taught me to let go of having to control everything as well as living for myself rather than someone else’s expectations.  They are cool guys.

How are you most different? Please don’t tell them but …. Shhhhh….(stage whisper) They are fictional characters….*shaking head* not real….

I won't say a word...Do you have a favorite scene? Why? I love love love the scene where Nathaniel is looking for Ike to show up at the party in one of the outlandish costumes he was given. The conversation Nathaniel has with his butler makes me laugh out loud.

You are welcome to share an excerpt…
(DRAFT)
Massachusetts, 1790
    Somewhere in the Bridgewater Triangle, old wives tell tales in hushed tones about strange lights in the sky and the Galloping Ghoul of Hockomock Swamp. They say the specter rides on the night of the full moon. They don’t know what drives him to haunt unsuspecting travelers. Those who’ve crossed his path flee in fear for their lives. If the victims know why he rides, they never say.
***
. . .
Nathaniel drew closer in the deadly race. The gap closed but not fast enough and his heart jolted when the tired animal stumbled.
“Socrates!” Ike shouted the encouragement to his floundering steed.
Nathaniel struggled to rescue Ike from himself. He didn’t have time to calculate a fancy plan. He just needed one that would work. His options were limited but inspiration with a dose of blind luck seldom failed him. He threw back the cloak of his headless ghoul disguise, surprised the costume survived the mad race. The muskmelon head he carried to aid his full moon revelry would be forfeit. “Mother luck, do not fail me now.” Nathaniel lobbed the ball shaped fruit at Ike’s ridiculous hat  to save the life of the man he’d benefactored, secretly lusted after and suspected he loved.
He watched in horror as the horse hit the mud. Simultaneously the horse stumbled into the muck and the melon impacted Ike’s head sending the man tumbling ass over ears into a thicket of bushes. Pulling on Augustus’ reins, Nathaniel jumped while his horse slid to a stop. He leaped to the ground as the wretched Socrates miraculously scrambled to safety on the opposite bank of bog.
Nathaniel collapsed to his knees by Ike, unmindful of the sharp sting of sticks slicing thru his britches. Prickly bramble bushes had cushioned the surveyor’s fall. Nathaniel’s shaky hand quested for a pulse and calmed at the pounding rhythm of life under his fingers. He untangled Ike from the vines, fighting to inflict minimal damage from the biting briers.
. . .
Augustus stood patiently while Nathaniel hoisted Ike’s lanky frame up into the saddle and mounted behind to support his unconscious burden. The flight brought them to the borders of Nathaniel’s estate.
“Time to go home, Augustus.”
Nathaniel’s pulse pounded at the proximity of Ike in the saddle, his head resting on Nathaniel’s shoulder. How badly he wanted to brush the wayward lock of golden hair back from the man’s brow. No more hiding. Before the night was over Nathaniel would be sure Ike Sandhill knew his full intentions. He couldn’t go on in this limbo half-life watching from afar. By dawn, they would both be changed men. He prayed he could convince Ike to take what he had to offer, to take a chance, to take something, anything from him.


Publisher http://rebelinkpress.com
Come on over and visit me at my blog. I would love to have your readers drop by.
Blog:  http://edenglenn.wordpress.com  My link to Facebook etc is there. As well as information about my projects, books etc.
You’ll find a slice of live from Nathaniel and Ike. There is also information about a fun m/f/m ménage story “Raynia’s Magic” that came out this past February, 2012.


Thank you for this time to visit.  I look forward to talking with your readers to answer any questions.



Thank you, great having you and best of luck!

Woody Probes...Ana Hart

It's always a fun time when Ana Hart is around, I usually end up down on my knees...from laughing! She's also a brilliantly sexy writer and I'm beyond anxious to start probing her.

Would you Prefer…to have a threesome OR be with three people separately in one night?
Oh, man! This is a tough one. Probably a threesome. But I have rules when it comes to threesomes: 1) I have to be the prettiest bitch in the room and 2) I have to be the dominant bitch in the room. Anything else pretty much goes. But I'm a fairly territorial kind of girl, so threesomes don't happen very often.

Would you Prefer…to never be able to have an orgasm OR to never be able to give one?
You and these tough questions! Sheesh. Between those two choices, I'd prefer to never have one as opposed to never being able to give one. I would feel incredibly selfish if I was getting all the pleasure while my partner wasn't getting any.

Do you have a hidden talent to tell us about?
I make noises. Like … I can do imitations for R2D2 and Chewbacca from Star Wars. And I can make a whole slew of other random sounds and voices (which I do. Often. Because I like making people laugh!)

Where is someplace you wouldn‘t be caught dead at?
Downtown Little Rock, AR in the middle of the night. That place is scary! Or maybe I'm really just a country girl at heart?

If your house is on fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be?
My boyfriend, my laptop, and the cat (even though he's an asshole... the cat, not my boyfriend!)
 
What is the most challenging part of writing for you?
Staying focused! Especially right now. My boyfriend and I just went a little nuts and bought a bunch of shiny new toys for us (the PG kind. Like gaming consoles and the like) so there are plenty of distractions lurking around every corner in my apartment.

What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on?
I want brainwaves to text technology. NOW. That way, I could daydream about my stories while I was at work and come home to find them mostly written!

That would be so awesome, because I too always have great stories forming in my mind, but actually getting them written is the hard part.
Seriously, I really need to work on setting goals for myself (and then meeting them). Right now, I'm still at that point in my writing career where I “write when I feel like it.” I'm hoping I can get my muse to suck it up so we can both grow out of this phase soon.

What attracted you to the romance genre?
Well, I'm really a romantic at heart. I might come across as a sarcastic, silly little person here on the Interwebs, but deep down beneath that badass outer shell, I'm really just a big softie that melts in your mouth and your hand. I'm always daydreaming about fairytale endings to life's little problems, which is probably what ultimately attracted me to the romance genre. However, there were too many things about traditional romance novels that irked me which is why I decided to start writing them. I wanted to write stories I would enjoy as a reader.

What have you learned the most from being in the writing business?
That sleep is for pansy bitches.

Tell us about your most current release….
Reborn is a story about a guy. A guy named Daniel Webb. And Daniel is a pretty normal guy … who just lost his girlfriend, his apartment, and everything relatively normal about his life. Oh, and did I mention he was just cursed with supernatural powers a few months back by an elder spirit of the Lower World?

Yeah. Fun stuff.

But when he meets the sexy Alyssa Vega at the local bar and goes home with her for a little no-strings-attached fun, it seems like something is finally going right for Daniel. Alyssa is just the spot of normalcy he needs right now in his fucked up life. Until it turns out his sexy one-night fling is actually a freak just like him. A badass freak, as a matter of fact.

So much for normalcy.

Reborn is a fast-paced paranormal romance littered with cheesy humor, explicit sex scenes, and snappy one-liners. It'll make you laugh. It'll probably make you roll your eyes at some point. Hell, it might even make you cry. But above all, it'll have you coming back for more (which is good, since this is the first book in a six book series!)

What was your leading inspiration for the piece?
Honestly, I just got sick of all these non-realistic heroes tramping around in the romance I kept trying to read, so I decided to write my own story with a hero who's more realistic. Daniel isn't perfect. He makes stupid mistakes for stupid reasons because he's only human (mostly). But he's still a loveable character and he's one people can not only sympathize with, but they can also relate to.

How do you most identify with the leading character?
We both have stupid senses of humor. And we both cuss a lot in our inner monologues. And we both live in Arkansas! Though Daniel, like myself, is not a fan of country music. He much prefers hard rock or dubstep.

How are you most different?
Well … Daniel has this thing called a penis while I have this magical organ often referred to as a va-jay-jay. Other than that … we're not really all that different. I mean, sure, I'm probably a better dancer, but Daniel can most likely spit farther. And burp on command. I've never been able to burp on command.

Do you have a favorite scene? Why?
Well, Daniel's BFF (ie. “Leading Bro”) is one of those loveable sidekicks who always shows up at the worst of times, so there's plenty of fun scenes that had my lovely beta reader shouting, “Damn you, James!” right along with Daniel. I think my favorite is when Daniel first meets Alyssa at the local bar and when James pops up and doesn't immediately acknowledge the fact that Daniel has a hot girl all up in his grill, Daniel convinces himself that she's just a figment of his imagination after all.

You are welcome to share an excerpt…
Short excerpt! I don't want to give too much away ;-):
Sometimes the shorter the better. that's what I like to say.

The sudden weight of a hand on my shoulder made me twist my head about to see who would have possibly interrupted me right at that moment. I immediately scowled.

Worst. Timing. Ever. James.

“Hey, Daniel,” he piped up, seemingly oblivious to the fact that I had a hot girl right there in front of me with her legs practically wrapped around my hips. A dozen possible comebacks immediately sprang to mind, though I did my best to keep them in check.

Barely.

No point in Alyssa thinking I was an asshole, too.

“Hey, James...” My words quickly failed me, trailing off as I felt Alyssa very gently guiding my hand to rest on the smooth curve of her thigh. Holy fuck, this girl couldn't be real. Maybe she wasn't. Maybe she was a figment of my imagination. Maybe that was why James hadn't demanded an introduction. Had I finally snapped?

“Oh, who's your friend?”

I blinked down at James in confusion, as my fingers squeezed a handful of firm flesh.

“What?” Surely he couldn't mean Alyssa. I had only just come to terms with the fact that she was a delusion.


Buy Your Copy of Reborn at the Following Locations:
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Bio for Ana Hart:
Ana Hart is a writer of erotica, romance, and everything in between. Ana’s stories can be found in various anthologies, including Postcards of Passion and A Wicked & Wanton All Hallows Eve. Ana was also one of 32 finalists in the 2011 All Romance Ebooks Just One Bite short story contest and her short story, “A Fair Exchange” can be found in Just One Bite, Volume Four. Born and raised in the southern United States, Ana currently resides in Arkansas with her very supportive boyfriend and their beautiful son (who just happens to be a cat…but don’t tell him that! ) But she can often be found online – on Facebook, Twitter, or just lurking around Google and running searches on herself.

Stalk Ana Online:
Facebook Like Page http://www.facebook.com/writer.anahart
Twitter http://www.twitter.com/AnaHart03
XOXO And All That Jazz blog http://anahart03.blogspot.com/




Thanks so much for being here. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and please come back anytime.

Woody Probes...Elicia Seawell

  Am pleased to introduce Elicia Seawell, a fellow Rebel whose young career is quickly blooming.

Elica Seawell

Would you Prefer…to always be 16 or to always be 30?
My 30s are tons better than my teen years ever could be. I’ve learned so much over the past 15 years that I’d prefer to stay right where I am.

Would you Prefer…your mother finding your husband irresistible Or all dogs finding you irresistible?
Dogs, definitely! I hate to admit it but I’m a little jealous over the hubby.

Do you have a hidden talent to tell us about?
I can sing pretty well. Not like Idol or Sing Off well but I love Karaoke on the weekends.

Where is someplace you wouldn‘t be caught dead at?
It would have to be my old place of work. It brings back too many stressful parts of my old career.

If your house is one fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be?
I would say my kids, wedding album and laptop.
 
What is the most challenging part of writing for you?
At first it was the outlining of my works. I could never stay organized and all the sudden it came to me one day how to organize everything from characters to the plot. Now I would say that it’s staying on track with my outline. As the story progresses I find that my outline may have sounded wonderful in the beginning but the further I go the more I realize that I need to change it.

What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on?
TENSES! I say that in all caps and with an exclamation point. I’m not great with them but I’m improving with each story.

What attracted you to the romance genre?
I’ve always loved love stories and as a kid I read a lot of Stephen King books and realized that even though life can be dark, there can also be love. I love happy endings and for a long time I didn’t think I’d find mine (even though I eventually found my knight in shining armor).

What was your leading inspiration for your upcoming releases?
Currently I’m waiting on edits back for two books, “The Tarot Diaries: Book One - The Fool” and “Peach River Acres” both coming soon from Rebel Ink Press. “The Tarot Diaries” came from my love of collecting and studying the Tarot. I find the history of it fascinating. The inspiration for “Peach River Acres” came from growing up on a farm and an old farm that I saw on the way to my wedding in June.

How do you most identify with the leading character?
In “Tarot Diaries” Katie Jenkins reminds me a lot of myself. She is in a stressful situation and learns to deal with it from the help of friends and family. In “Peach River Acres” Lizzy Daniels loves to help others and I can identify with her in that way.

How are you most different?
Katie Jenkins in “Tarot Diaries” has issues with trusting people too much. I’m totally not like that anymore. I take you at face value but I always keep my guard up. For Lizzy Daniels in “Peach River” she has a lot more guts than I could ever have.

Do you have a favorite scene? Why?
In “Tarot Diaries” my favorite part is when she learns her friend Giselle’s secret. I literally cried during that part. It was very emotional for me. My favorite part in “Peach River” was any scene where she got to tell Evan Ryan off. I really hated Evan in my story.

You are welcome to share an excerpt…
I'd rather pass until it's released.

All right then, where can we keep up with you online?
My website is http://emseawell.com
My blog is http://emseawell.wordpress.com
My Twitter is http://twitter.com/ThatPanicGirlEe
You can find me on Amazon at http://www.amazon.com/Elicia-Seawell/e/B00557Q1TM/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0

Woody Probes...Kelly Gendron

  Summer is fast approaching and to help prepare you, I'm turning up the heat by a visit with Kelly Gendron. You can thank me later.

Would you Prefer…to have everything you do televised live on national T.V Or to have everything you think broadcast on national radio?
Wow. I need to think about this for a minute... Wait before I answer, I need to know... what's your poison, audio or visual repulsion?

Would you Prefer…to kiss someone of the same sex Or to kiss someone you hate of the opposite sex?
Hate is such a strong word. I try not to feel that way about anyone. Why do I hate this person? What did they actually do to acquire my hatred? Let's get to some more pertinent information, this opposite sex that I hate, what do they look like? Are they attractive? Do they smell good? Do they like me? Oh! It's too much to consider. Give me the same sex! I'll go into character and lay a damn good one on her!

Do you have a hidden talent to tell us about?
Yes. I am a gifted singer. I hold daily concerts in my vehicle, and seating is very limited!

Where is someplace you wouldn‘t be caught dead at?
The one place I wouldn’t be caught dead or alive at would have to be a slaughterhouse. I see road kill and every hair in my body stands up. It's not an Ew gross thing, or ..." Ah that poor animal." It gives me the willies for miles and miles later.

If your house is on fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be?
No brainer: my son, my husband, and my laptop,
 
What is the most challenging part of writing for you? 
Dialogue— sometimes it sets me into a trance. I'll be moving along in the story, typing away, and then BAM! I'm stuck on what he or she will say next. I find I'm staring at my laptop screen as the scene runs over and over in my head.

What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on?
Editing!

What attracted you to the romance genre?
I think you hit the nail on the head by asking what attracted me to it. Attraction can be a very powerful thing, can't it? Almost every song on the radio, every best selling movie, well it usually has something to do with Love... This unexplainable and wonderful sensation, it's everywhere!

What have you learned the most from being in the writing business?
Marketing is time consuming.

Tell us about your most current release….
Satisfying the Curse is about a young woman, Juliana Pratt, who believes she's cursed. Her entire life, her father's warned her that she's destined to be a wanton just like her adulteress mother. She thinks he's hidden her away from his elite society because of it. When her father's arrested for murder, he asks her to come into the spotlight to portray the doting daughter. Juliana agrees to the interviews and talk shows, but before she goes on the two-week tour of lies about her father, and with him behind bars and unable to stop her, she must first take care of her starving curse.
And Juliana picks the perfect man to get the job done. She secures him to a bed, but fails terribly at finishing the task. But later, Juliana discovers that the man she'd chosen to fulfill her every fantasy is also the agent assigned to protect her for the next two weeks! Ah-Oh!
NESA Agent T. Ryker prides himself on his discipline-that is, until his new assignment, the prim and proper Juliana Pratt, puts that discipline to the ultimate test! When Ryker finds out that Juliana was the masked woman who drugged and handcuffed him to the bed in his hotel room, he also discovers her true identity. Ryker agrees to satisfy Juliana's ravenous curse, but he has his own reasons for doing it, and it's not just to give Juliana's body what it craves... for there is something else Agent T. Ryker wants from Juliana Pratt...

What was your leading inspiration for the piece?
Satisfying The Curse is my second NESA (National Elite Security Agency) Book. I had so much fun with my first one, The Risqué Target, I just had to write another. The Character's are new, the story is different, but the agency remains the same. NESA will do whatever it takes to get the job done!


How do you most identify with the leading character?
I'm a very goal oriented person. I am always putting limits, deadlines, and expectations on myself. Juliana Pratt has dreams of her own and she intends to do whatever it takes to accomplish them.

How are you most different?
Juliana Pratt is innocent and her intelligence has her coming off a bit naïve. Me, I'm the total opposite. I have some experience and naïve, well... I kicked that to the curb years ago!

Do you have a favorite scene? Why?
Oh! Yes! It's in the beginning. Check out my excerpt, it explains it all!

You are welcome to share an excerpt…
It was dark. He was groggy. His body was heavy and exhausted. Something sweet, like the scent of lavender and pumpkin pie, wafted to Ryker's nose. He couldn't help but inhale deeply, taking in more of the arousing aroma. It almost soothed the throbbing in his head. He tried to lift his hand to massage the pulsating ache, but a strong bond stopped his wrists. He tried to open his weighty lids. The light stung his eyes. It took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust. Finally he saw her, a woman dressed as if she were going to a masquerade ball. The little black feathers didn't hide the bright green eyes peering back at him through the mask. Her hair was dark with auburn highlights. It was unruly, long, and tousled, but in a most alluring way. He scanned her tall, slender body that was covered only by a thin, black, silky dress. It was like a lingerie teaser on the cover of Playboy, something to lure you to buy the magazine so you could see the nude centerfolds. Hmm. Green eyes and dark hair? Well, this certainly is not little Miss Mindy, he thought, imagining that the sexy little blue-eyed blonde was probably sitting at the bar still waiting for him, thinking she'd been stood up.

He tried to sit up, but all of his extremities were pinned down. When he realized he couldn't move, he looked to his feet, then quickly to his hands. They were bound by leather straps, and a sheet was draped over the lower half of his body. He wiggled, and damn it, his bare ass slid against the mattress. What the hell is going on here? He was tied to a bed, naked, and he had no idea how he got there.

The last thing he remembered was going back to his hotel room for a shower. He was jetlagged from the plane trip and exhausted from the fight. He remembered sitting down on the chair just for a second to take a rest and... Wait! Had she drugged him? Is that where his headache was coming from? The fogginess? The water bottle. Ryker recalled only one in the fridge, so that he'd had to take that one. It must have been meant for him. Son of a fucking bitch!

"Don't be afraid." The woman's voice was low and provocative, but reassuring.

Ryker scowled at her accusation. "Afraid? I'm not afraid," he snapped. Pissed, he thought, but not afraid.

"It's a natural reaction," she pointedly stated. "You're vulnerable right now, and vulnerability comes from being unable to protect yourself." She took a few steps toward him. "But do you know what you're trying to protect yourself from?" She stopped beside the bed and tapped her finger against the leather restraint on his wrist.

"You're afraid because you fear what we all fear... pain. But I'm not going to hurt you."

Ryker suspiciously examined her, trying to figure out who the hell she was. He chuckled. "You've got me confused with the general population. It takes a lot more than some chick tying me up to scare me, and as for pain..."Ryker sneered at her, wishing he had some idea who his captor was.

"Pain is nothing more than a challenge. I find it easy to defeat."

"Hmm." She thoughtfully studied him. "After seeing you fight, I'm almost inclined to believe you."

"You were at the fight?" He asked the question nonchalantly, not wanting to give away his confusion. He tried to recall if he'd seen her there, but he decided that she wasn't exactly the forgettable type. She was definitely not a woman he'd pass by without a second glance, especially since he was a sucker for long legs and auburn hair. The cat-green eyes were enticing too.

"Yes. That's why I tied you up. You're very strong."

"Listen, sweetheart-"

She raised a finger as if to hush him, and Ryker-strangely enough-found himself hushed, wanting to hear what she had to say. "I want to touch you," she said.

His cock disobediently thumped.

She dropped her finger and crossed her arms over her breasts. "With your permission, of course. I have no intentions of raping you, and-"

Really? Did she just say that? Ryker snorted at the thought. "Raping me? You fucking drugged me and tied me up!" He shook his wrists. "Doll, if you're worried about violating my body without my damn permission, I think you're already guilty." He was no longer enticed by the idea of her touching him. His libido was silenced by the extreme anger coursing through his body.

"Yes. As I said you are very strong."

"Look, pumpkin..." Pumpkin? Did I really just call her that? Fuck! It was all he could smell. Ryker lifted his chest from the bed, getting as close to her as his restraints would possibly allow. "If you wanted to get laid, all you needed to do was ask," he seethed, speaking for his cock, for at that moment, anger was filling the head connected to his neck. And he wasn't a fan of being shackled to a hotel bed, no matter how hot she was. She didn't even flinch or back away from his aggression, and oddly enough, both of his heads were pleased about that. Ryker preferred a woman with a little gumption, and this one clearly had more than her fair share.

"I'm not entirely sure I want to have sex with you, and as I was trying to explain to you, that is why I needed to tie you up."

When the little feline admitted so matter-of-factly that she wasn't sure she wanted to get laid, both of his heads agreed that it came as a bit of a disappointment. Ryker settled back on the bed, his body still fatigued from the fight and whatever drug she'd spiked his water with. He inspected her. Was she trying to tell him she tied him up for her own safety? He was sure that she didn't really know him, because if she did, she would have known that there was no need for that, his discipline was indestructible. He had needs and urges just like everybody else, but even he'd never take a woman without her consent-not to say that once consent was established, the woman wouldn't find herself in a bad way, crying and writhing beneath his relentless body. "If you don't want to fuck, then what the hell do you want?"

She sighed. "As I said, I want to touch you."

Ryker was leery, not sure how to respond. What man wouldn't want this chick to touch him? Already, his rod bellowed to let her do it, but his loss of power was berating him, demanding that he regain control over the situation. He wasn't at all comfortable in the submissive position, something he'd never experienced before nor wanted to, and lying there like a shark without its teeth, he knew why. He needed to regain control while maintaining his strict discipline. That was what he prided himself on. After all, he had to. His blood was contaminated.

"Tell you what..." he said, nodding toward her dress. Cuffed or not, it was time for Ryker to grab a hold of the reigns. "Why don't you take that dress off, and we'll see how my body reacts to you," he said, drawing his gaze back up to her jade eyes, "and then I'll let you know if you may touch me."

She tilted her head considerately and turned to the door, perhaps thinking of running. Ryker hoped she wouldn't, because he didn't need to be left in that awkwardly helpless position, still tied to the hotel room bed. Her head slowly twisted back. She moved her hands to the bottom of the thin material and lifted.

Ryker held his breath. Beneath that teasing little dress, she wore a black lace push-up bra. A sneak peek of the start of her blushing nipples filled his eyes, but they were quickly drawn down to her flat stomach, where there was a small tattoo with some type of Chinese symbol arced above her belly button. He averted to her panties, which were also skimpy and black. Thump, thump. His cock responded fiercely beneath the sheet, demanding that Ryker allow her to touch him.

He glimpsed down at the lift in the sheet between his legs, and she followed his eyes. She lifted her chin, and a noticeable sly smile turned up her sweet, plump lips. "It appears your body is reacting appropriately."

Ryker groaned. There's nothing appropriate about getting turned on by a bitch who drugged me and kidnapped me...


I'm so hot now I'm ready to jump in a pool or at least a cold shower.

Thanks, Mike, for grilling me today with these fantastic questions! It was a blast! You can find out more about me, and my books at www.kellygendron.com. All of my stories are avail at Red Sage Publishing http://www.eredsage.com/ , Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Leia Shaw

 While on tour Leia Shaw is stopping by for a minute.

What attracted you to the paranormal genre?
It’s a little dark and twisted, like me. I can let out the inner child who still believes in magic and adventure. I’ve always had a big imagination. Now I can use it to make money.

Tell us about your most current release….
Well, I have a three-book series with a fourth coming in June. Shadows of Destiny is a paranormal romance series featuring vampires, fae, witches, sorcerers, dragons, werewolves, and more. It’s a lot of fun, a little twisted, funny with serious parts. The men are mega-alphas with a romantic streak. The women are kick-ass but still vulnerable. And of course, the sex is steamy.

What was your leading inspiration for the piece?
Hmm…well, my first book came to me in a dream. Sage is a hot-headed sorceress full of sarcasm who’s powers are spiraling out of control. The rest of the series grew from there. Each of my books are inspired by different things – music, movies, other books, my own life.  It’s hard to say for sure.

How do you most identify with the leading character?
I identify a little with all of them. Sage definitely has my sense of humor – she’s a smartass ;)  Erin, the heroine from book 2 is sweet and playful like me. Natalia, heroine from book 3, is my kickass side. Writers often put bits and pieces of themselves into each story.

How are you most different?
I don’t drink blood.


LINKS
 www.leiashaw.com
www.leiashaw.blogspot.com
@leiaShaw
www.facebook.com/leiashaw
 

Woody Probes...Kerrianne Coombes

 A new twist on fairy tales if given by Kerrianne Coombes, who explores more of their dark side. I'm going to try and dig into all of her sides!. 

Would you Prefer…to always have to speak the truth Or to always have everyone else have to speak the truth?
I try to speak the truth anyway, I hate being lied to. Treat people how you would like to be treated. I would like to say, have everyone speak the truth, but sometimes when I ask my hubby if my bum looks fat in this, I expect him to lie to me lol so, I don't know. I hate big lies, but little white lies are a fact of life.

Would you Prefer…to have free admission to amusements for a year Or to be able to go movies free for a year? Movies! I adore movies.

Do you have a hidden talent to tell us about? Talent? *thinks hard* I bake a mean cake.

Where is someplace you wouldn‘t be caught dead at? On a stage at a karaoke bar.., *shivers* no way, frightens me. LoL

If your house is one fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be? My kids, may pets and my laptop.
 
What is the most challenging part of writing for you? Getting the time to actually do it. I have kids, hubby, animals, jobs and for some reason I can't say 'no' when I am asked to do something. So I have little time--it's just a good job I have insomnia! Otherwise no writing would get done. Lol

What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on? Plotting. I am a pantser, but I have written myself into so many corners. I wish I could plan, and actually stick to it. But my characters always have a different idea.

What attracted you to the romance genre? That's just the kind of person I am. I love love. I love to see people who are wrapped up in each other. I get tingles when I see a couple go gooey eyed at each other. Lol. *shrugs* I kinda believe that love can fix anything, bridge any gap. I am a hopeless romantic.

What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? To accept criticism gracefully, and when you are alone, scream into a pillow.  ;-)

Tell us about your most current release….
Beauty and the Beast--the Demon tale is a romance set in the demonic realm. It is a dark, sexy --demonic fairy tale.

What was your leading inspiration for the piece? The original fairy tales are pretty and sweet, but equally, they are dark. Evil witches, nasty step-sisters and magic. I just liked the idea of exploring the darker side to the stories, and my book was born.

How do you most identify with the leading character? Well, the hero is a horned demon, and my heroine is a princess, so I don't think I do really. LOL no, both characters have been through difficult experiences in their lives. One handles it by getting angry and bitter, the other by running away..I think I have tried both ways of dealing with stuff, so I could sympathize with both characters.

How are you most different? I don't have horns! *grins* I did not say 'the horn' I said horns! ;-)

Do you have a favorite scene? Why? I have a few, but I particularly enjoyed the scene when they first realize there is a spark between them. It makes me feel all kinds of happy.

You are welcome to share an excerpt…

Brigg picked up his glass and took a deep pull. Images of Cally, soaped up and naked in a shower filled his brain and he was defenseless against the erotic thoughts that filled his mind and heated his blood. His heart beat a fast attack in his chest, and Brigg fought the urge to stand up and carry her to the damn shower himself. But he knew she would be disgusted, or terrified, to know he thought of her that way. He was a beast, after all. And she was Beauty, personified. So he just gritted his teeth and closed his fists tightly, and hoped to hell he could leash his wayward desires.


www.kerrianncoombes.wordpress.com
Kerrianne_xx on twitter. I am on Facebook.
And the buy link for my book is http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=products_all&filter_author=104

Thanks for having me.



Thanks so much for being here.

Woody Probes...Adriana Kraft

Am very pleased to welcome Adriana Kraft, who is actually a husband and wife who write together as one. 

What’s the most romantic thing you‘ve experienced as a couple? Hmm… have you ever seen those ads for a famous Mexican beer, where there’s a couple sunning themselves together on a Caribbean beach in total peace and quiet? Cancun, last year ~ definitely memory making!

Where is someplace you wouldn’t be caught dead at? At an MMA match. Not into boxing, fighting, or physical violence – and you’ll find a minimum amount of it in our fiction, too. There’s enough real ugliness in this life without the need to invent more, at least for us.

If your house is on fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be? Hmm, since there are two of us, do we each get three? Here goes… Laptop. Laptop. Each other.

How do you manage writing together on a project? What is the process like? Either of us can come up with ideas for a new story – and often our ideas seem to just emerge together, out of something we’re doing or someplace we’ve gone. Once the kernel is clear, we spend an incredible amount of time getting to know the key characters – their history, what drives them, what they’re afraid of, what they hope for. A lot of this detail never gets on the page, but the characters become real to us and, we hope, to the reader. We plot a broad story arc (and a target length) and one of us starts writing. After each segment is on the page, we read it out loud and process next steps before turning to the next segment. When the whole manuscript is drafted we take turns editing the heck out of it, so many times that we usually lose count.

Do you each have individual strengths and weaknesses as a writer that you combine? We do, and we try to maximize them in our process. One of us seems to have a movie camera for a mind and excels at getting the details on the page for a first draft. We both can revise, expand and edit as the “don’t look down” draft starts to take shape. And the other of us is the snarky grammarian, able to track down dangling modifiers, run on sentences and misplaced commas.

Has working together been a blessing to your marriage? Absolutely, in any number of ways. Process wise, it’s forced us to be even more open and honest in giving and receiving feedback. We had pretty good communication before we started this venture, but it keeps getting better because we both have to be free to address problems and challenge perceptions if something feels off in our story or our characters. Naturally, writing erotic romance is guaranteed to keep the juices flowing. In addition, coming up with experiences for our characters and exploring their fantasies keeps our own love life fresh and inventive – and no, we’re not saying which ones of our characters’ experiences we’ve tried out! I think it’s also given each of us an even better window into the opposite sex, as well, which helps us be more understanding and patient.

How much of your real life romance is translated into your stories? We always like to keep readers guessing about that one! But yes, there’s a piece of us in every lead character we write, and for sure elements of how we relate to each other in their relationships. We may send characters on far out adventures we’ll never experience, but we’d never send their relationships to depths we haven’t plumbed ourselves.

What is the most challenging part of writing for you?  Remembering what our characters are telling us in the middle of the night by the time we sit down to write in the morning.  Sometimes they can be quite insistent and we have to get up and at least make notes or jot down dialogue.

What attracted you to the romance genre?  The desire to create and share happy endings.  The opportunity to explore the depth, range, and give and take of intimate relationships.   Our characters seemed to naturally find themselves involved intimately and we were getting positive feedback about our ability to write sexual tension, so we began to specialize in writing erotic romance, the best of both worlds.

What have you learned the most from being in the writing business?  That you have to follow your heart and the heart of your characters in telling their stories.  They really have to be who they are, not what someone else might want them to be.

Tell us about your most current release…Pushing the Limits is Book Eight in our Swinging Games series at Extasy Books. Here’s a series blurb, followed by the book blurb:

Swinging Games Series BLURB

Are you curious about the swing lifestyle? Have you ever wondered what it would be like to participate in a threesome or more-some? How about a little voyeurism? In our Swinging Games series at Extasy Books you can experience the thrill of anticipation, the anxious moments of that first lifestyle encounter, the heat of three, four and more-way erotic adventures, house parties, swing clubs and more, through the eyes of our hero and heroine, Brett and Jennifer Andrews. Here’s how they got their start:

What’s a girl to do? Happily married with all her children grown, Jennifer Andrews has finally figured out she’s bi-sexual – but just turning on to hot f/f fiction and videos isn’t enough. She wants the real thing, and she want to share it with Brett. Addition sounds so much better than subtraction. Will the swing lifestyle be the answer they’re seeking? They’re determined to find out.

Pushing the Limits BLURB

Their new Unicorn Sarah Creston may be out of town, but that doesn’t stop Jen and Brett Andrews from burning up the wires with some scorching three-way phone sex. While they’re waiting for Sarah, Ryan eagerly pursues Brett for some hot male action, followed by a house party that challenges Jen and Brett’s stereotypes. Sarah finally arrives, exhausted and drained from weeks spent helping her aging parents. Jen and Brett provide total tender care for three days—but when Jen invites Sarah to move in for the whole summer, Brett asks himself, is there a limit?

What was your leading inspiration for the piece? We really like the fantasy of having not just one, but two or three persons focused on giving sexual pleasure – hence, our logo: “Erotic Romance for Two, Three or More.” We think lots of committed couples have these fantasies, but many will never choose to follow through on them, so we wanted to offer a voyeuristic opportunity to enjoy the experience through the eyes (well, and bodies lol) of our main characters. Our series starts with the power of just imagining that first swing encounter – the thrill of anticipation. Each book focuses not only on our couple’s erotic antics, but also on how those adventures feed back into their relationship with each other, challenging and strengthening it.

How do you most identify with the leading character? For both of us, probably that sense of deep commitment and trust in our primary relationship with each other.

How are you most different? Actually, they’re not all that different from us – they share our values, our fantasies, and many of our hopes and dreams. Hubs just added that they’re probably bolder and luckier than we are…

Do you have a favorite scene? Why? We do, and we’ll share it below, though it’s hard to pick only one. I like this one for its total decadence and tenderness.

You are welcome to share an excerpt…

Pushing the Limits EXCERPT

“This is so luxurious,” Sarah drawled sleepily, leaning back against the tub. “I’m feeling so pampered. You guys are so good to me.”
Jen felt goose bumps rising on her arms and laughed softly.
Sarah raised her eyelids, clearly with effort, and smiled. She flicked soap bubbles at Brett, who was kneeling next to Jen, and blew a kiss at him and then at her.
If she hadn’t been exhausted before she’d arrived at the house, she should be now. They’d talked into the wee hours of the morning, letting Sarah tell her story of coping with her mother while trying to support her father. She’d cried. She’d vented repressed anger at her mother. She’d felt guilty for being angry. And she’d railed at God, even though she wasn’t certain what God had to do with her plight.
Jen felt like she was watching her own journey replay itself. She knew all too well so much of what Sarah was going through—if only there was some way to spare her some of the pain. At the very least, she hoped and Brett could both distract her and help her heal.
 “How long have I been soaking? This is divine. It’s so decadent to have two naked bodies caring for my every whim. I hope you’re enjoying yourselves. I don’t think I can do much to repay you. Not yet.”
“Don’t worry about that,” Brett said, running a soapy hand along the inside of Sarah’s right leg. “I can’t imagine much that would surpass this.”
Jen returned his smile, cupped a handful of soapsuds and dropped them over Sarah’s nipples that had poked through the blanket of suds. She let her fingertips trail over and around the rise of one breast and then the other.
“That’s so good,” Sarah whispered, her eyes once again shuttered. “Don’t either of you stop what you’re doing.”

BOOK BUY LINKS
http://www.extasybooks.com/pushing-the-limits-2/

http://www.amazon.com/Pushing-the-Limits-ebook/dp/B0070PIU4Q/ref=sr_1_33?ie=UTF8&qid=1327369553&sr=8-33

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http://www.extasybooks.com/index.php?route=product/series&series_id=986

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