Monday, March 31, 2014

Sensuous Promos Book Spotlight: Passionate Plots by Kelly Michelle Lawrence

A lively and informative guide for writers and lovers of erotic romance wanting to write their own stories, 

Passionate Plots has all the information you need, along with writing exercises and resources, to help you craft erotic and steamy scenes whether you are a new or established writer.

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One of the hardest problems for writers wrestling with erotic scenes, especially those fairly new to this, is what to call things? Specifically, body parts. Personally I prefer to call a spade a spade. Or a cock, a cock. It’s certainly preferable to euphemisms such as ‘manhood’ (though these may have a place in historical settings where the characters would have used those terms) or overly anatomical terms (frenulum) and most readers will be turned off or in fits of giggles if you start talking about his manly weapon or the delicate, dewy petals of her lady garden.
Having said that, straight to the point words such as ‘cock’ and ‘pussy’ may be deemed as too pornographic or even offensive to the reader. Which leaves the writer in a bit of a bind.
There are two approaches to this. Firstly, use words that are direct but not too explicit or anatomical. Here a few ideas.
Shaft (penis)
Head (of penis)
Sac (testicles)
Cleft (vagina or vulva)
Nub (clitoris)
Use these words in a direct manner without adding flowery adjectives – so no tumescent shafts or pearly nubs – and you can’t go too far wrong. If you don’t like these words, find some of your own. Keep a little notebook to build up your own erotic vocabulary, and you’ll soon have a list of words and phrases to use when you want to change the heat levels or substitute one word for another simply to avoid repetition. ‘Shaft’ instead of ‘cock’ for example.
There’s also another approach. Don’t name the genitals at all. Consider the sentence he slid inside her, masking her gasp. It’s explicit, to the point, and quite sexy. Yet no names have been used, because we don’t need them. We know exactly what he is sliding where. Similar expressions would be
He entered her
She rode his body
She caressed his length
He pushed his fingers into her slowly
As he tasted her, he looked up wickedly from between her thighs.
Try some phrases of your own, see how other authors do it, and record the phrases you like. Then have a go at writing a few sentences with each. You’ll have the outline of a steamy scene before you know it.
Author Bio:
Kelly Lawrence is a creative writing tutor and the author of bestselling erotic memoir 'Wicked Games' and New Adult romance 'Unconditional'. She also writes steamy historical romance for Harlequin as Michelle Kelly.
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Saturday, March 29, 2014

Book Spotlight ~ The Heart Knows

Lauren Beckham has no time for anything except her two almost grown children and the catering company she had recently purchased. An unexpected widow, Lauren must find a balance between her career and her children.
Brenden Mackenzie, a rising star in the world of classical and pop music has no time for anything but his music. Imagine his surprise when he finds himself  and his heart attracted to this determined young widow. A woman twenty years some years his senior.

With some behind the scenes help from her children, Will and Isabelle, watch as this unlikely pair burn up more than just the music charts.

Is it possible? Can Beethoven and Martha Stewart fall in love and live happily ever after? Or will the music wither and die like a soufflé that falls when tenderly taken from the oven?

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Author Bio:

Jamie Salisbury cannot imagine a time when she did not write. A skill that has served her well throughout her diversified professional career that encompassed public relations in and around the entertainment industry, photography, editing, and special event planning.

An avid reader of history, biographies, and romance it's only natural that she prefers to write  romances with characters said to be "so authentic they spring forth from the page and shake the reader's hand." No stranger to life threatening situations Jamie pulls from life experience when she creates her stories. Such as when her family had to escape Chile when she was a teen because of the unstable political climate.

With the completion of her first novel Perpetual Love she dove head first into the eBook and digital publishing paradigm. She couldn't be happier with her decision to grab the publishing industry by the shoulders and force it to pay attention to all she has to offer.

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Twitter: @JamieRSalisbury

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Friday, March 28, 2014

Book Spotlight ~ With a Vengeance

The more she wanted out, the more they dragged her back in.

Daughter to murdered CIA officers, niece to a deputy director, Jaime Walsh has never known life outside the world of espionage. Until a high-action case in Buenos Aires leaves her gutted. Physically, emotionally…and professionally.

She’d planned for her long-overdue vacation to be a time to rest and reassess. With her longtime partner Stephen not far behind, it’s a tropical paradise away from work. A paradise where boundaries will be tested.

From their training days, Stephen Reid has watched Jaime kick ass while performing what has become his second job—watching her back. But now his feelings have grown.

As best friends look at each other in a new light, they like what they see. And Jaime dreams of a new life outside “the company”.

Except someone from their past won’t be satisfied until Jaime and the man she loves are hunted to the brink of death. Now Jaime must find the strength to trust her heart and let go of her fear. Before she loses everything…

With a Vengeance

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Artist: Angela Waters
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Publication Date: 04-01-2014
Length: Novel
ISBN: 978-1-61921-575-7



Jaime, Collin and Stephen splashed through the drainage pipe, heading into the belly of the city, long since immune to the stench around them. The pipe narrowed two more feet, forcing them to hunch over. In the dark, they felt their way along the wall, knowing sooner or later they were going to find a manhole or drain from the street or something big enough to let them crawl out of this hellhole.
“Hawaii,” Jaime said, breaking a long silence.

“What about it?” Stephen asked, directly behind her. He kept one hand in hers, the other on the wall.

“I think I’m going to go to Hawaii.”

Collin chuckled from in front of her. Always the heroes, they had stuck her in the middle. Again. “When is that taking place?”

“As soon as I get out of here. I need a vacation.”

Now Stephen laughed. “You wouldn’t know how.”

She stopped to stretch. The roof was too low for her to stand, so she leaned over, stretching her back and arms. “I might surprise you.”

God, I’m tired. Jaime couldn’t even remember the last time she had taken a holiday.

Keeping to the left, they traveled through the maze.

The tunnels led to a ladder. A manhole. The street above. Two cars were parked directly beside them, blocking their ascent to the real world from anyone who might happen by.

When they crawled onto the street, they didn’t have a clue how far they were from where they entered the drains.

Collin replaced the cover and put his arm over Jaime’s shoulder. They walked off, Stephen two steps behind. The buildings they walked by advertised rooms for rent by the hour.

Collin detoured into a late-night market while Jaime and Stephen leaned against the outside wall.

Collin was back within three minutes, stuffing a small package into his jacket pocket.

They kept moving.

Walking past a dilapidated building whose neon window sign proclaimed the establishment simply as “Hotel”, they exchanged looks, walked over the threshold and got themselves a room.

The clerk’s eyebrows arched when he looked up from his newspaper. His chapped lips spread into a crooked smile over his short, dirty beard when they requested one room for the three of them.

Si.” He leered. “Si, si.”

If they hadn’t been so tired, if they had cared one iota what this moron thought, they might have defended themselves. But they were and they didn’t, so they let him think his perverted thoughts, grabbed their key and took the stairs to the second floor.

Room 2A. Top of the stairs and to the right.

Stephen entered first, turning on the lights.

Collin shut the door behind them, snapping the lock.

“Bathroom. Now,” Stephen ordered Jaime.

She grunted as Collin pulled out the brown paper bag and tossed it to Stephen. Stephen caught it overhand.

Jaime sat down on the edge of the stained tub.

The three-by-five bathroom reeked of things living where they shouldn’t be living. Stephen sat on closed toilet seat and used the back as a table. Opening the bag, he pulled out the peroxide, aspirin, gauze and first-aid tape. Stretching his leg out, he reached into his jeans pocket and got out his Swiss Army knife.

She saw him in the mirror on the back of the door as he worked, the concentration etched on his chiseled features, his blue eyes watching his own fingers move.

“This could really use some stitches,” Stephen said.

“And?” she said, wincing when he dabbed at the wound with a cloth soaked in peroxide.

She could see her blood on his fingers and on his watch. A droplet was even running down the back of his hand, but he ignored it.

“FYI,” he said, tossing the cloth into the sink. “You scared me,” he added, looking her straight in the eye before cutting a couple of butterfly bandages.

“You should learn to drive better.”

He smiled. Jaime always loved his smile. It made even the worst times seem okay.

Like now.

“You do need to get another hobby besides babysitting me, you know,” she told him. He smiled again, only this time there was a mischievous edge to it and she knew she would pay.

She did.

He pushed harder on the cut, making her yelp.

“Bastard,” she said.

“Whiner,” he shot back.

Collin appeared in the doorway. “There’s no phone so we can’t check in,” he said.

Jaime winced as Stephen pulled the edges of the cut together with the tape.

“We’ll sleep here and call first thing in the morning,” Stephen said.

“There’s only two double beds,” Collin said. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a coin, positioning it on his bent thumb. “Head’s gets the single. Tail’s gets her.”

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Thursday, March 27, 2014

Book Spotlight ~ Mr. and Mrs. Average Joe

Now Available from Stiff Rain Press: Mr. and Mrs. Average Joe by J. F. Silver

Can sex really get better with age? For Joe and Elaine, an average couple married a long time, the answer is definitely yes! After thirty years together, they begin experimenting with others and discover a whole new world of pleasure. An unexpected three-way leaves them curious and wanting more. When Elaine suggests a search for playmates, they meet John and his sexy Asian wife Mika. Sparks ignite from the start for the women and two lucky husbands get to come along for the ride. Things get hotter with each visit and as fantasies are fulfilled, the couples become much more than just friends, proving that age is just a number. 
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“So, was this a test or something?” I asked. “Did we pass?”
John laughed and told us, “It’s not a test. It’s Mika’s game tonight.”
“Let me explain,” Mika told us, smiling. “People’s fantasies say a lot about them, don’t you think? I must say, we have the makings of a very hot night. Over here, we have two horny old men who like to watch. For their pleasure, we have two dominant women, one an exhibitionist. There’s more to it than that, though. When we asked about positions, did you notice how we matched up? What do you think, Elaine? You want to keep playing?”
“What are you asking me, Mika?”
“Elaine, would you like to be with John tonight?”
Elaine looked at me, knowing her answer would certainly cause other things to happen. From the way they’d been flirting with us all night, maybe that was their plan all along. We would both have to answer this question. The look in her eyes told me she was ready. She knew Mika wanted to be with me and I wanted that, too. It was bound to present itself eventually. We’d come that far, no turning back then.
“Yes, I’d like to be with John tonight,” Elaine said, turning and smiling at him.
“I would like that very much, Elaine,” John told her. He smiled and took a drink.
Mika looked over at me with her seductive eyes. She licked her lips and teased, “Hey, Joe, how about you and me? Can I be your Asian fantasy?”
“Anytime, Mika,” I said. It was getting much hotter in the room.
We all looked at each other for a few seconds before Mika announced, “I’m glad we got all that out in the open. How about some dessert?”

  Author Bio: 

We never know which road life will take us down. J. F. always wanted to write but a lifetime of work and family happened, passing all too quickly while his dream got pushed aside. Who knew, all these years later, that his passion would return in the form of hot group sex stories? He's so grateful to be able to share them and loves dreaming up new fantasies for my characters to experience.

  Today, he lives in Wisconsin with the love of my life, his soul mate, and the inspiration for all his work. Besides sex and writing about it, his passions include baseball, music, playing the drums, his two daughters and especially, spoiling his grandchildren. He never gave up on my dream of being a writer. He just took the scenic route. 
   He loves hearing from readers. Find more about “Mr. and Mrs. Average Joe” and J. F. Silver by visiting his website,  or checking him on Facebook, www.facebook/jfsilver.98

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