Showing posts with label Erotic Romance Novels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erotic Romance Novels. Show all posts

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Love Romance? Love Thrillers? Young Adult Adventures? What About Shapeshifters?



If you're a fan of romance novels, thrillers, young adult adventures or shapeshifter novels, you're in the right place!

All of my books are on sale this week for .99! Like vintage romance set during WWII and The Great Depression? You'll want to grab THE WOODEN NICKEL!

When Louise steps into a bread line in the middle of a dusty Texas town, the last thing she expects to find is a filthy hobo-boy taking pity on her. But when Cliff offers her his last piece of change, a worthless wooden nickel, her life changes forever. The Depression era coin proves to be worth far more than the five cents etched beside the wooden buffalo as it becomes a symbol of faith, hope and love, weaving in and out of their lives time and time again.

The Wooden Nickel is an emotional gripping tale about a bond between two young lovers trying to find their way in the world. An intense drama, unfolding amid the backdrop of war torn Europe and a naive America, desperately in need of new hope, The Wooden Nickel is an unforgettable romance full of mesmerizing characters, deep longing and eternal hope.

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Craving a sexy, romantic thriller? DEADLY R&R is right up your alley!

Shay Reynolds was raised solely by her father and abandoned by her mother at an early age. Old enough now to take the reigns of her father's business, R&R Advertisting in Palm Springs, Florida, she's about as happy and as successful as a modern woman can get without a mother. Engaged to handsome Chase McMillan, an anchor on the popular national morning television show in New York City with her ads regularly nominated for the prestigious Clio Awards, she's a woman accustomed to life handing her roses. Her good fortune takes a nose dive when her fiance dies mysteriously. Falling into a deep depression, Shay confides in her chauffeur, Tommy Smith and agrees to hire his father's private eye service to investigate. Afraid to be alone, Shay shares her thoughts and broken dreams with Tommy. A serial killer is on the loose. Bad timing for Tommy who has always had it bad for his boss. Hot on the trail of a sicko who enjoys the shock factor of cryptic messages and creepy packages sent to the object of his affection, Tommy fights to shield the only woman who has never treated him like a hired hand.

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In the mood for dark paranormal erotica? CIRCLE CITY: LORD OF THE WOLFEN ~ BOOOK I is a sexy werewolf tale that will leave you breathless as you turn the pages. An epic novel for the bargain price of .99!

On the edge of civilization, there is a place called Circle City, Alaska. The last town before the Yukon Flats gives way to frigid desolation. When Zoe O'Brien, a secluded widow, kills a crazed mother wolf and saves the only cub from sure death, she ignites a war between the Wolfen Clan and the Kontar Clan. The wolf people have been enemies of the dog people for centuries and the cub she takes in is heir to the Wolfen throne. Taken prisoner by the Wolfen for murder and kidnapping, Zoe is forced to see and do things with creatures she never knew existed, held against her will in a world she both desires and fears. Axl Wolfdorn is coming of age, ready for his Unleashing and on the hunt for his Moonswan, the female he will choose for the Chase and the royal Feral Consummation. But how can he consider bonding with a mate when the only scent deep within his nose is the tangy scent of the woman who saved his life, the very woman who forced his clan into war, the woman he must now kill to avenge his mother's death?

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Who doesn't love a great time-travel? THE HOUR GLASS WITCH takes you from The Salem Witch Trials to The Italian Renaissance and to Hades and back!

Travel back to the Salem Witch Hunt when a wicked glance could have you hanging from the gallows, convicted of lustful witchcraft! Accused of being a witch, Clio, the Muse of History is thrown in prison by a former lover from another life. To escape the gallows, she flees back in time, to the Italian Renaissance, where she becomes a courtesan for a famous Italian painter, living a life of luxury while pining for her lost love. Her favorite god and good friend, Dionysus, is living it up in Tuscany. He invites her to a wild party at his palace where she runs smack-dab into her destiny, only to be separated once more by the Queen of Gorgons. While the sands of time run out, she travels to Hades to face the hounds of Hell in search of her love. Can she salvage her one true love, please the gods and save the lost souls of Salem?


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Looking for an adventurous young adult novel? Suitable for children and adults alike, TUSK is an Ice Age tale you will never forget!

Two Ice Age kids are orphaned and left to survive alone in the wild after their parents are killed in a bear attack. Tusk and his sister, Flint, discover ancient cave paintings with a horrific warning and instructions on how to survive a deadly meteor headed their way. Tusk is a natural born leader and believes only he can warn others and lead the clans to the land bridge and the New World. Flint has secrets of her own and a plan with a woolly mammoth to unite the animal kingdom before their world is blown away.

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Happy Reading!

Spread Love ~ Alisha

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

An Interview with Eve Summers and a Contest!


Please welcome the very talented Eve Summers to my blog today!

Alisha: Can you tell us a little bit about your childhood? Favorite memories?

Eve: I was born in Poland during the communist era. Although there were many problems with the political system, I can now appreciate the lack of consumerism, the absence of junk food and the fact that parents were home from work by 4.30pm. (Rat-race? What rat-race, LOL?) Some of my fondest memories include:
• Staying far away from the stove on which my Gran made plum jam for the winter. Oh, the smell! And the sticky spoon I got to lick at the end!
• The smell of home-cooked chicken-soup (chicken feet and all).
• Long summer days spent running around the neighbourhood with a pack of other kids. Children’s TV programs broadcasted for 10 minutes once a day, and all TV sets were black-and-white anyway (even in the 80s), so we had to fill our time with treasure hunts, climbing trees and playing “pretend”.


Alisha: Sigh...those are beautiful memories, Eve! What happened to kids playing outside? Tell us about the hero and heroine in your latest release.

Eve:“A slave of my own Desire” By Eve Summers (pen name)
Red Rose Publishing (2008), www.redrosepublishing.com

The hero:
• David is tall, dark in the expensive-chocolate way and extremely handsome.
• Awesome in bed, he is the type of lover who will play with your mind and fulfill all your secret fantasies. He will force you to do EVERYTHING you've ever wanted to do.
•He's been hurt before and he doesn’t “do love”. Until he meets Clare, of course.

The heroine:
• Clare’s parents want to reign in her wild side. They hope to see her settle with a respectable man.
• Clare's bored with politically correct men who don’t bother to get to know the real her (and who would probably run away if they could see inside her head), but she desperately needs her family’s approval.
• When the story opens, Clare has sworn off men who can awaken her sexuality. One look at David, and she knows he’s Trouble with a capital T.

Alisha: Oh my! This sounds yummy! If you were granted three wishes by a genie, what would they be?

Eve:
• Number 1 on the New Your Times Bestseller List.
• The Broadcast Orange Prize for fiction.
• Being able to support my family by writing the books I want to write (not the books that sell).

Alisha: If you could go anywhere to tomorrow, where would you go?

Eve: • A Greek island. Naxos or somewhere more remote.

Alisha: Everyone wants to go to Greece this week! Me too! If you could see anyone tomorrow (dead or alive), who would it be?

Eve: • My editor from any of the big publishing houses. (Because I don’t have one yet.)

Alisha: Good answer! If you could choose six people to spend one week on a desert island, who would it be and why?

Eve:
• Josh Holloway (Sawyer from LOST) - to ogle. Also, it would be fun to say (at least 10 times): “Come on, haven’t you learnt anything on that polar-bear infested island of yours? How does one light a fire?”
• Harlan Coben - so that I could tie him up and make him teach me the art of pacing.
• My ex-boss out of hell, whom I already killed in “Murder @ Work” (Echelon Press, 2004). I’d suffer a week with him just so that I could leave him behind on that desert island once the rest of us get rescued.
• Joshilyn Jackson, because she writes beautiful books and is a fascinating person. Actually, when the rescue party arrives, could they drop off Joshilyn at my place, please?
• Both my children - otherwise I would miss them too much.
• Ok, that’s six. My husband can stay home alone and enjoy the break.

Alisha: Don't we all have an old boss like that? Yikes! What word or phrase tingles in all the right places for you?

Eve: “I bought your book.” Sorry, I’m addicted to sales lately…

Alisha: If you had one day to spoil yourself, what would you do?

Eve:
Go to a spa for:
• a mud bath
• a head-to-toe massage
• a facial
• a long, long, long uninterrupted lunch of sushi and a good book
• another massage (with aromatherapy, which I studied when writing “Murder @ Work”)
• a snooze by the pool, fruit smoothie nearby
• a session in a Jacuzzi with Josh Holloway (and a good book as a backup should he prove not to be a good conversationalist).

Alisha: If you could change one incident in your life, what would it be and how would you change it?

Eve: You know, I wouldn’t change a thing. I believe in that butterfly, you know, the one that flaps its wings in Thailand so that we have rain in Alaska? Well, if I were to change something in my life, no matter how seemingly unrelated, who knows what else I’d be messing with?

Alisha: What’s the sexiest thing a man has ever done for you or said to you or both?

Eve:
Said: “I want you to have my children.”
Done: It will sound silly and totally non-sexy, but hey, it works for me. It’s when my husband warms up the bath towel on the oil heater while I’m in the shower, and hands it to me as I step out. The feeling of the hot fluffy fabric on my rapidly cooling skin is sensational!

Alisha: That is so VERY SEXY AND ULTRA SWEET, Eve! And telling you he wants you to have his children is extra yummy! Thanks for being my guest of honor today!

Contest: Leave a contest for Eve today and you'll be entered into a drawing for an e-copy of “A Slave of My Own Desire”, (Red Rose Publishing 2008.

Excerpt from A Slave of My Own Desire ADULT CONTENT
I keep assuring her I’m fine. We’re still standing in the hallway, I in my flimsy dressing gown, my sister in her party finery, and it’s beginning to dawn on Gina that I’m not going to ask her to make herself at home the way I usually do.

“Look,” she says. “The reason I came…. I’m not sure how to say this. It’s just that there was somebody else asking about you when you left, somebody totally unsuitable. Your phone is off so I thought I’d come by to warn you. He’s not the sort -”

Suddenly I hear a sound from the bedroom. He’s switched on the DVD!

I’m going to kill him, I think.

Gina’s cheeks color slightly.

“I’m so sorry,” she says. “I didn’t realize you were… entertaining.”

I smirk as I think back to the last few hours.

“I’m not. Entertaining, that is,” I say truthfully.

Even in her unease, Gina is all prim and proper. My perfect parents’ perfect daughter, with perfect manners and perfect composure. I can bet anything that she didn’t used to sneak around behind their backs sucking off lodgers. And when was the last time anybody drank champagne out of her pussy?

Suddenly I feel almost sorry for her. Poor perfect Gina. She doesn’t know what she’s missing.

“Well,” she says, “I think I’ll be -”

Just at that point, he opens the bedroom door and joins us in the hallway. His chest is bare, but, thank goodness, he’s put on his jeans.

His very tight, very black jeans.

Gina gasps. I wonder whether she too has spotted the tell-tale swelling behind the zipper.

He flashes me a cheeky grin. “Is there a fire yet?” he asks. “You said I could come out if there was one.”