May 16, 2015
My name is Deanna Wadsworth and my newest book from Dreamspinner is called WRECKED. If you love historical romances then this one Is for you! At a full 96K, this one is is definitely a book you can get lost in all afternoon.I brought along a Rafflecopter giveaway so you can enter to win a copy!
I was inspired to write WRECKED on a trip in 2009 when my husband and I went on vacation to Key West, Florida. One afternoon we decided to tour the Key West Shipwreck Museum. I thought we would see some relics from under the sea, but I never expected to be inspired to write this book…..let alone find the name for my hero Rief in a video of a salvaging operation in the 80s, LOL. I wonder what that guy would think? LOL
Did you know that in the 1850s Key West was the wealthiest city per capita in America? Yeah, neither did I. That money was brought in by salvaging ships wrecked on the Florida Reef, a dangerous occupation which was sanctioned by the US federal courts. These hearty sailors had a reputation as pirates in some circles, and rumors abounded that they tricked mariners into hiring them, or even had a hand in wrecking the ships to begin with. When a merchant wrecked his ship, the wreckers were always there, ready to hire out their services to salvage ship, cargo, and survivors.
I had just finished reading My Name is Asher Lev, by Chaim Potok and was in an artistic mood because of it. So I began thinking….what if a wrecker was out on patrol and he saves the life of a person he’s been painting his entire life?
Whoa! That sounded like the kinda book I liked to read….historical, romantic, and with just a twist of paranormal.
It took me six years to see it in print and my box of author copies came in the mail on my birthday #BestGiftEver
I always come up with a new book idea when I take a vacation, even if it’s just a camping trip in Indiana.
What about you? What kind of inspiration do you get from vacations or travel? I would love to hear from you!
Blurb from WRECKED:
Off the Key West coast, Rief Lawson works as a wrecker, salvaging ships and their cargo. Exiled to the outskirts of society because of his mysterious gift of sight, Rief’s only respite from his loneliness is painting an unknown blond man. When a merchant ship wrecks during a violent storm, Rief rescues a drowning victim and comes face-to-face with his destiny.
It is the man from his art!
Heir to an English barony, Mathew Weston entered the merchant trade with his greedy father and soon-to-be father-in-law. Dominated by his father and smothered by the people around him—including his sweet but tiresome fianceé—Mathew is terrified to follow his true desires. Marriage and obedience seem safer than a life of secrecy and possible prison.
After the daring rescue, a fire ignites between the two men. Powerless to resist his desire, Mathew learns what it means to be a man in Rief’s arms. With this newfound confidence, Mathew teaches Rief through gentle touch that he deserves the affection he’s long been denied. Yet their affair is doomed from the start. Two desperate men, wrecked in heart and mind, must find a way to salvage the chance at love fate has given them.
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Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.
March 19, 2015
Calling in for Backup…and a giveaway!
As much as this is Josh and Adam’s (and the desert’s) story, there are a number of important secondary characters in Something To Die For.
And I want to talk about them so badly, but in the words of River Song on Doctor Who…spoilers.
I can say right off the bat we meet Josh’s husband, Sergio. Sergio is an amazing guy: patient, kind, playful, sexy, and gorgeous. And so not what he seems.
Josh and Sergio’s kids, as well as Josh’s mother and siblings, figure heavily in the story as anchors for his sanity. Or do they? Because there are others who show up and throw that idea on its head, leaving Josh to wonder just who is real and who isn’t.
Saying too much more would give it all away…so, in that spirit…let’s do a giveaway!
In the comments, tell me the most magical, inspirational place you’ve ever been to. The more unusual, the better! This isn’t your typical café in Paris or three weeks in the Alps kind of question. Mostly because I haven’t been on real vacation in over a decade. Well over a decade, actually.
If you have photos, show us! Tell everyone about the time you took a wrong turn in Kenosha and ended up almost getting eaten by a moose and you were taken in by a kindly old couple who housed you for a night and you learned to crochet and make maple syrup pie.
Winner receives a copy of Something To Die For!
Josh Tucker lives a blessed life—great job, great family, perfect husband, and two wonderful children—but a mysterious man named Adam who haunts his dreams and soon his waking life threatens everything when he stirs doubt as to whether any of it is real. Adam makes Josh question the world he’s taken for granted—as well as the origins of Adam himself.
Even if Adam’s claims are true, Josh has nothing to live for beyond his fabricated life—except the possibility of a real man out there somewhere who can love him. Josh is left with an impossible choice: stay in his delusion where he’s assured some happiness or take a great leap of faith for a chance to make a life with Adam.
March 11, 2015
Thanks again to everyone who joined me for the Guarding January release party today.
And congratulations to Waxapplelover who won the contest for a print copy of Guarding January, and to Su who won an ebook copy of the book.
If you could both email me at seanmichaelwrites @ gmail . com (without the spaces), that would be great.
March 11, 2015
Now here’s your chance to win an ebook copy of Guarding January! Just leave a reply to this post, telling me what your favorite genre of music is, and you’ll automatically be entered.
I shall be pulling contest winners for both contests this evening.
March 11, 2015
Sean Michael here. I’ve got the blog today to tell you all about Guarding January, my latest release. It came out on Monday and I’m very excited as it’s my first publication from Dreamspinner that is also available in print!
Which begs the question – do you prefer ebook or print? And if you prefer it in print, do you still buy the ebook so you can read it while waiting for your print copy to arrive?
I will randomly choose one of the comments from this post at the end of the day to receive a copy of the print version of the book.
Lord January is at the top of the charts, only comes out at night, and is usually covered in blood. Say what you will, but the man knows how to put on a great show. But when the Vampire King is let out of rehab, the last thing he expects is someone forcing him to eat real food, hang out in the sun, and generally be a human being.
Rye Sommers, the best bodyguard in the business, has been hired to babysit a rock star whose biggest threat surprisingly isn’t all the hard drugs, desperate groupies, and crazy fans—it’s Lord January himself. But the closer Rye gets, the more LJ turns into sweet, gentle, caring Jeff Smart. He may still be the super-skinny, pierced and inked genius Lord January, but he is slowly shaking his death wish as he sheds the loneliness and exhaustion his stage persona saddled him with.
But as Rye falls in love with the real Jeff, he finds himself in over his head. He knows he can keep Lord January away from the drugs and the groupies, but saving Jeff might force Jeff to choose between his career as Lord January and his very life.
January 7, 2015
If you’ve missed any of the earlier posts, please scroll back to find an excerpt, some teasers and some info about me. Also please leave a comment (on any of the posts) to be entered in a drawing to win a Warwick Rowers 2015 Calendar! (I’ll announce the winner in the comment section on this post on January 8 at noon EST).
I’d like to leave you all with one final teaser for MOMENT IF IMPACT. Earlier I talked about how first kisses are my favorite thing to write. This clip kinda shows that I like to write second kisses almost as much. Okay…maybe just as much. *cheers*
January 7, 2015
Hello all! It’s Karen Stivali, here to tell you some more about my brand new release MOMENT OF IMPACT, the first book in my New Adult series Moments In Time. If you missed the first post of the release party, please scroll back or click the title so you can see more info about the book.
In keeping with the theme of firsts I’m going to talk about my own favorite first—first kisses. Not only are first kisses among my favorite personal memories, they’re my very favorite scenes to write in every single book. I love the build up, the sexual tension, the OMG-is-this-really-happening feeling. *sigh*
There are a lot of “firsts” in MOMENT OF IMPACT but I’m going to give you all a peek at the ever important First Kiss…
Don’t blow this. Not now. Not when he’s right here. So close. So… Forcing myself to move, I reached out and clutched at his shoulder. His skin was smooth, warm. I pressed my fingers into his flesh with enough force, he flinched. His gaze darted to mine, wary.
Swallowing hard, I willed myself to maintain eye contact. “I didn’t think I wanted that, until I met you.”
Tanner’s gaze raced back and forth between my hand, which was still gripping his shoulder, and my eyes, which felt like they were about to bulge out of my skull. I couldn’t blink. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Do something. Say something.
Then his mouth crashed into mine.
I like kissing. I always have. Even though I wasn’t super into any of the girls I’d been with, kissing was the one thing I still enjoyed. Warm mouths, wet tongues, moving together. It felt good. I seriously thought I’d done some decent kissing in my life.
I was wrong. Tanner’s mouth on mine for one fucking second proved to me that what I’d done before might have looked like kissing, might have felt like kissing, but was like the frozen french bread pizza version of kissing. Nothing like the real thing.
Nothing like this.
His tongue swept into my mouth, hot and velvety. His hand gripped the back of my neck, tugging me upright. Everything fell away. Disappeared. The whole world was this one kiss. I could have drowned in it and died happy.
Tanner pulled away, breathing hard, his forehead pressed to mine. The room spun like a carnival ride.
His voice sounded lower than usual. Deep and gravelly. I gave a shaky nod, and he tipped his head back, looking at me.
“Yeah.” My heart beat double time as I realized he still had his hands on me. And he was still naked. And I was probably harder than I’d ever been in my entire life. Jesus.
“We can stop.”
“No.” That wasn’t what I wanted. Not at all. “I just… I mean… we’re roommates. What if this doesn’t work out?”
Tanner’s lips pulled into a grin so sexy my brain turned to oatmeal. He rubbed the back of my neck. “So, one kiss and you’re already thinking about what happens if we break up?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know.”
“Let’s see how we feel after another kiss.”
Take a moment to leave me a comment and tell me: Where did your all-time best first kiss take place?
Each comment will give you one entry in a giveaway for a Warwick Rowers 2015 calendar (more details in previous post).
December 19, 2014
Hi again! I’m Susan Laine. I’m hosting a release party here today, Dec 19, starting from 2:00 p.m. EST for my latest release, The Sensualist & the Untouched.
I have a couple of themes that take center stage in this book.
The first is sexual inexperience and how detrimental the effect of that can be on a person’s self-esteem, especially if you are an adult. The emotions connected to that state of being are the same for both men and women: Poor self-esteem, shame, embarrassment, and feelings of inadequacy. Last but not least, there is loneliness, which is another central theme.
The physical aspect in a relationship may not be key but it is important. As social beings, we all have an instinctive need to connect with people, to see and to be seen by others. Our modern society is over-sexualized. Sex sells, as the saying goes. You can see it everywhere, not just on the pages of a porn magazine, but in huge billboards around big cities. Women with big boobs and butts, men with thick muscles and ripped abs. The imagery radiates sex.
It seems as though everyone is having sex everywhere, all the time, with anyone and everyone.
But… what if you’re not? What if you’ve never felt the touch of another, never been kissed, never been seen as desirable, never even been brushed against by someone who isn’t part of your immediate family?
That is where Corey comes from. No sex. No touch. No intimacy. No sensuality. Nothing.
He is fundamentally alone and lonely, and he’s tired of it. He’s an adult, in his thirties, and he has no practical knowledge of what it takes to be intimate with another human being. Loneliness is his best—and worst—friend.
Here’s a tiny excerpt to show how loneliness effects Corey:
Corey had never realized, not with the total awareness of this moment, how much he ached to be touched. His raw, palpable loneliness permeated his whole body, from skin to soul. Perhaps the constant solitude had fried his brain, making him mad, delusional, and wanting impossible things. But in his heart, he had more than an inkling it was this isolation that left him hollow and hurting, touch deprived and in desperate need for contact.
“Fuck. I’m sorry.” Corey was glad his face was hidden by the cushion, but he wasn’t stupid enough to believe or hope that Lucian hadn’t noticed.
How about a realization that others seem so capable of love—while Corey is not?:
Funny how Corey could recognize it, though he had never felt it or sensed it aimed at him. Perhaps it was instinctual and universal and undeniable.
If so, why couldn’t he reciprocate? Why could he not… feel… those better emotions, the ones that didn’t make him feel like a loser, despondent and bereft of hope? Had it been nothing more than… gasp… a fluke?
As I’m sure you can imagine, this is an emotional ride. Corey has a lot to deal with throughout the story, and because of him, so does Lucian.
And now, a question for you all: Do you find it easy or hard to talk about loneliness?
If you feel the topic is too intimate and private, there is absolutely no obligation to answer.
As I wrote, at times I almost choked on the heaviness and hollowing feeling as I experienced it through Corey. Many find it hard to admit they ever feel lonely, even in company, while others find comfort and safety in solitude. Our society labels poorly those who have the courage to admit their loneliness, as though they were abnormal or freakish somehow. That is the place where Corey’s loneliness stems from, the unwillingness to vocalize it, burying it under the condition of frigidity.
My books can be found through my website.
September 18, 2014
A huge thank you to everyone who stopped by to chat yesterday and everyone who bought a copy of my charity novella to help me support Family Builders and LGBTQ Foster kids. I’m thrilled with the response to my project. (If you missed it, please read this post).
$5 DSP Gift Certificate goes to Alex! I will have the certificate sent to the email address you used when you commented here.
Please also check out the FREE READS on my website!
Thank you for making Spaghetti Western a bestseller! It’s right in the middle at the DSP bestseller lists, and on Amazon top seller lists for Gay Romance all around the world. You are all awesome and I hope you’ll contact me and let me know what you thought of the book. (A review on Amazon, DSP site or Goodreads is also very much appreciated!)
If you haven’t friended me on Facebook, please do! And make sure to let me know if you ordered Spaghetti Western on or before 9/17 at Dreamspinner so you can get your bonus story. More info here.
My blog tour continues at Smoocher’s Voice, Raine O’Tierney’s Hat Party and My Fiction Nook, so stop by and see what else is going there!
Happy Eating and Happy Reading,
This is me with BG Thomas at GRL in Atlanta.
September 15, 2014
I’ve spent the day chatting about A Matter of When, now let’s get to the fun part, shall we? How about a giveaway of an e-book copy?
But first, let’s talk about the little things that make life sweeter.
Rocker Henri can afford the finer things in life, but is won over by Sebastian’s kindness, highlighted in one simple gesture: a tuna fish sandwich unlike any he’s had before, because “anything worth doing is worth doing well.”
The sandwich reminds Henri of the when he was younger and his mother used to show affection with food. Sometimes we overlook the simplicity of the love baked into our favorite cookies, or a loved one making us soup when we don’t feel well.
Instead of simply entering a comment and telling me you like to enter the contest, why not name one comfort food that brings back good memories? You don’t have to, mind you, but I’d love to hear your stories.