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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Literary Nook - Twelth Sun Blog Tour CONTEST

Welcome Mae Clair to Triad Lit!


Synopsis –

The hunky young PhD knows all about seduction, but what does he know about love?
Reagan Cassidy is settled in her life. She has a thriving interior design firm, an upscale condo, two cats, and a goldfish. As a favor to her uncle, she agrees to team up with his marine archaeologist friend to validate and retrieve a nineteenth-century journal, reputedly that of a passenger aboard the doomed schooner Twelfth Sun. Finding a hunky twenty-five-year-old coming out of the shower in her hotel room wasn’t part of the deal, but it’s hard to complain…
Dr. Elijah Cross is cocky and he knows it. He enjoys trading barbs with the lovely Reagan. Barbs, and some innuendo. He can tell she’d rather get back home to her business than stick around for the extended treasure hunt they’ve been talked into, but he’s fine with the situation. At least, until the “clues” start getting personal.
Reagan finds Dr. Gorgeous is as skilled in matters of the heart as he is behind the lectern. Throw in a series of clues which mean more to Elijah than he’ll explain, several odd-ball competitors out to win the journal, a saboteur, and a lavish seaside mansion, and Reagan has enough trouble keeping her head straight, let alone her heart.
WARNING: Younger man, older woman, nautical riddles and romance.
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Excerpt:

Reagan glanced at her watch. She’d dragged herself from bed hours before any civilized person should be up, for the sole purpose of meeting Elijah Cross. The marine archeologist was already ten minutes late--not a brilliant way to begin a working relationship. She’d learned through firsthand experience many of her uncle’s friends were as unreliable as they were eccentric. Foolishly, she had hoped Dr. Cross wouldn’t fall into the same category.

Resigned to passing the time, she added hot water to her tea. From the corner of her eye she spied movement at the door of the cafe. A man stepped inside, shaking rain from his jacket. The door banged shut behind him, ensnaring her full attention. He wore a battered black fedora and worn jeans with scuffed dock shoes. There was something oddly familiar about him. He turned slightly and she caught his profile, realizing he was the man from room ten. Self-conscious, she looked away, hoping to sink through the floor. He spoke briefly with the hostess and then headed in her direction.

She tensed. What were the odds of encountering him now when she was scheduled to meet Dr. Cross, a highly-respected and, no doubt critical, academic? How would it look to her uncle’s friend if he walked in on a conversation revolving around naked men and the color of her undergarments?

Chagrined, she bowed her head over her teacup. Her hair spilled forward, concealing her face behind curtains of red-gold. With any luck he’d go away. With any luck, he’d leave her alone.

“Hi.”

Reagan raised her head fully convinced mischievous imps had tracked her to Shipwright Landing and were even now performing rituals of bad luck. “Hi.” She pressed her lips together. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m expecting someone.”

“Yeah, I know.” He grinned. “You’re Reagan Cassidy.”

She blinked. She’d given the hostess her name only because she was expecting Dr. Cross and neither had any idea what the other looked like. She certainly hadn’t expected the woman to share her name with any longhaired Lothario who asked for it. “The hostess told you.”

He nodded. Removing his hat by the crown, he dropped it on the table. “Some storm.” He shrugged out of his jacket and hooked it over the back of the nearest chair. “Good thing it’ll be over soon.”

Reagan watched flabbergasted as he sat across from her and picked up a menu. “Excuse me.” Her voice rose sharply, edged like a knife. “I didn’t invite you to sit. I told you I’m expecting someone.”

“Yeah, I know.” He flashed that same irritating grin. “I’m Elijah Cross.”


Author BIO

Mae Clair opened a Pandora’s Box of characters when she was a child and never looked back. Her father, an artist who tinkered with writing, encouraged her to create make-believe worlds by spinning tales of far-off places on summer nights beneath the stars. She snagged the tail of a comet, hitched a ride, and discovered her writer’s Muse on the journey.
Mae loves creating character-driven fiction in settings that vary from contemporary to mythical. Wherever her pen takes her, she flavors her stories with conflict, romance and elements of mystery. Married to her high school sweetheart, she lives in Pennsylvania and is passionate about writing, old photographs, a good Maine lobster tail and cats.

Discover more about Mae on her website and blog at www.MaeClair.com

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Twelfth Sun Blog Tour Stops



May 12
Kristy Centeno – Promo with excerpt
KMN Books – Author Interview, promo with excerpt

May 13

May 14
Some Like It Hotter – Promo and excerpt
Triad Literary – Promo with excerpt

May 15
Musings of a Writing Reader – Promo with excerpt

May 20
Mythical Books – Review

May 21
Have Novel, Will Edit – Promo with excerpt

May 22
Deal Sharing Aunt – Author Interview, Promo with excerpt

May 26
My Devotional Thoughts – Promo with excerpt

May 28
Literary Nook – Promo with excerpt

May 30
Book Reviews by Xunaira J. – Promo with excerpt

June 2



Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Welcome Katherine Grant Goddess Fish Blog Tour - CONTEST

Welcome to Katherine Grant for the Catch Me Blog Tour.


BLURB:
  
Adam. Enigmatic. Arrogant. Unwilling to take no for an answer. Everything about him threatens my carefully constructed life. Everything about him makes me want him more.

Isabelle Jennings has it good. She’s a self-proclaimed guys’ girl (football, beers, and kicking back with her “bros”) who has worked hard for everything she’s gotten. And she’s succeeded. Only twenty-six, she already has a startup company – one that helps her atone for past sins. She has (well, had) a healthy sex life, a great apartment and an even better group of friends. No romantic entanglements. No mess. Just how she likes it.

Enter Adam Weston, a young, ambitious businessman in Chicago. Between his money, looks, and charm, he’s never had a problem with women. Until Isabelle.

Overwhelmed by her attraction to him, Isabelle does everything she can to avoid the charismatic playboy. But Adam won’t give up that easily. He dares her to be with him, promising sex sans strings. Isabelle’s burdened with a nightmarish guilt she can’t outrun. And Adam won’t settle for less than everything. He’s breaking down her walls, one touch, one look, at a time.

** Due to language and strong sexual content, this book is recommended for readers who are 18 and older. **

Although Catch Me is the first book in a series, it is a standalone novel.

Excerpt One:

Demons

I ran for an hour, pushing myself to my limits, then further. My thighs ached. My heart hammered. Sweat dripped down my back. Each time my feet hit the pavement, pain – sharp and punishing – radiated up my shins.

Sometimes physical pain alleviates mental anguish. The shock, when combined with an endorphin rush, can push away everything else.

Temporarily.

As soon as I stopped running, everything – the fear, the guilt, the regret – flooded back. I sank to the asphalt, ignoring the small stones digging into my knees, doing my best just to breathe.

You can run as far, as fast, as hard as you want. It won’t matter.

Your demons are always one step behind. 

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CONTEST: Katherine will be awarding a $25 Amazon giftcard to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Katherine Grant is a 28-year-old avid reader, writer and soon to be author in Southern California (who likes to talk about herself in the third person in bios because it makes her feel important). Raised in a town in Michigan so small you've never heard of it, Katie used books as a way to travel. As a child, she talked so much that her family suggested she started writing her thoughts down. And thus, a lifelong dream and career was born. She has been everything from a short-order cook to a teacher to a music journalist.  She's finally embarking on being a novelist full time, and she couldn't be more excited.

When not hard at work, Katie enjoys hanging out with her dog, lying on the beach, promising herself she'll one day learn how to surf (although it will never happen), making her boyfriend crazy by refusing to do the dishes, and getting lost in books. Also, cookies. She really, really likes cookies.

Blog: ComeCloserSeries.com

Twitter: @comecloserbooks

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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

The Net - Missy Leigh Literary Nook Book Tour





Title: The Net
Author: Missy Leigh
Genre: Erotic Romance
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Polite conversation and gracious manners wouldn't benefit her in a world of raunchy innuendoes and vulgar requests. Country club attitudes didn't belong in private chat rooms and back room parlors. Rated M for Mature Due to strong language and sexual content, this material is not suitable for readers under 18+ M/F, F/F, M/F/F, Bondage Divorced, unemployed and on the verge of bankruptcy, Megan Matthews is desperate for quick cash. When a friend suggests the world of video sex chat, Megan is forced to decide. Can she trade gracious, country club conversations for raunchy innuendos and vulgar requests? When you've spent your entire life playing by the rules, breaking them can be sinfully delicious.

Teaser

"I didn't want to be responsible for stealing your innocence." "You can't steal something I willingly give." "I know that now, but more than anything, I wanted to shield you from me, from the industry, from worldly corruption. You're everything I'll never be, Megan." "But you're everything I want to be," she whispered. Scooting closer, she wrapped her fingers in his hair. "You're generous, kind hearted, loving, and honest. You're gentle yet aggressive, bold yet secretive. I didn't tell you how I felt about you because I didn't think I was your type." "You're too good for me." "And you for me." His heart cartwheeled. If this wasn't love, then it didn't exist.

Author Info

It's just crazy weird to talk about myself in third person so I'll keep it real with fun facts. Things you may or may not want to know: 1.) I live in small town Texas but wish the town was smaller. 2.) If you can make me laugh I'm a friend for life. 3.) I also write under another pen name. 4.) I'm in love with the idea of love but think sex is easier. 5.) I'm a Scorpio. That's me in a nutshell. No fanfare, no upsell, just me. Missy Leigh links
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Monday, March 3, 2014

Walk Into Me Blogtour Jill Prand CONTEST




Good morning. Please welcome Jill Prand to Triad Lit for an interview.

Questions for Rawiyas Blog
Answer whatever questions you feel represent you best as a writer.

How long have you been writing? Officially for a little over a year. I’ve always created stories in my head and jotted some down from time to time but never finished any of them.

Are you comfortable with writing the sex scenes? Yes, I love to write them and I think I’m good at them.

Is there anything that inspires you to do these? Other books, porn…*grins* It’s all my imagination….or should I say my characters. I’m one of those writers that lets the characters take over and the guys I write about are really hot!

What is the maximum heat level in your books? I would say a good four…while I like reading about more than vanilla none of my characters have gone past that……yet.

Do you believe the trend that sweet romance is now more popular than erotica? Why or why not? I think there is a place for both, but I think that readers want more now from their erotica. They want a good story too. They want to connect with the characters instead of it being all about the sex.

Do you think it means that people are tired of just in your face erotica? Not at all but I think that writers have to spend more time on the characters.

Do you write for the love or the money or both? Definitely for the love, I’m not getting rich doing this.

Would you ever consider doing erotica or even jumping to m/m or f/f? I’ve started reading m/m recently and may give it a go one of these days.

I’m of the opinion that erotica doesn’t have to be real all the time to make a good story, what are your thoughts? As long as the story is good it can be unrealistic. I’m not one to criticize a writer for taking a little creative leave.

Who is your biggest supporter of your career? My mom. She’s always been there for me and she reads everything I write.

What frustrates you most about being a published author? Lately it’s been the drama going on in the book community about bashing authors and bloggers. I write drama, I don’t need it in my life as well.

Recently, an author went after a blogger for a two star review. How would you have handled that and what is your stance on authors answering their critiques.  When my first book came out I got a two star review on Goodreads. The reviewer wasn’t mean about it just that she thought there were things I needed to work on. I contacted her and asked what she would have wanted different and she brought up some good points. I thanked her for her time and for talking to me. There are people who write one or two star reviews that you can tell they are just being mean and those people I have no time for, but if someone sees something in my work that I can improve I have no problem with that, I can always improve my writing.

Tell us a little about your latest projects and what books you have coming out next. I am working on the third book of the series and am loving how it is shaping up!!  Also I have a standalone about a divorced mom.

What advice do you have for writers to be or those new to the industry? Write, write, write, everyday!

What promotional methods work best for you? Blog tours, giveaways and word of mouth seem to work best for me.

Where can we find you? On facebook, or my blog. I have a twitter account but I don’t check it that often. I love to hear from readers and they can always contact me on my author page.

Fun Questions
Boxers or Briefs?  Boxers

What celebrity man or woman do you wish you could have but can’t?


A perfect date with Chris Hemsworth would be him taking me to a secluded beach, teaching me to surf and then wrapping me up in those arms when I fall off.

The character in one of your books that you identify with? Each of them have a part of me in them. I couldn’t pick just one.

Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla

Bubble bath or shower? Bubble bath

Lights on or off? On!

Favorite way to relax. Don’t say write! Spending time with my kids or reading

Thank you so much for having me today. I hope everyone enjoys the book and I want to offer an ecopy for one reader. Just comment below with your email address.




I know I will never get over her. Watching her walk away with him ripped my heart out and left it bleeding on the floor. But I can’t hide anymore. I have to face my life without her. ~ Brad

Brad has been in love with Lisa for as long as he can remember. One night years ago they took each other’s virginity but while it was the best night of Brad’s life, for Lisa it was a way to forget about Bobby. Or was it?
 
Brad re-emerges right when Lisa needs him most. Only Brad knows everything about her and when Lisa’s insecurities come to the surface the shoulder Lisa needs is Brad’s. Now Brad has to decide if he has it in him to trust his heart.   

Prologue
Brad
She left with him. I watched them walk out of the party into the cold night air with his arm around her. What is she thinking? He is only back for a few days and she’ll be alone again and she’ll be crying on my shoulder that he doesn’t call or write. I know she loves him and I can see the pull they have on each other, but really, why does she do this to herself?

I make my way over to the keg and get another beer. I might as well get drunk so I don’t have to think about him touching her. Joe is there and he pats my shoulder, “How you doing?”

“I was having a great time until a few minutes ago,” I say, pouring my beer. “Hey, let’s get a game of quarters going,” I suggest. Joe’s kitchen table is just right and it wouldn’t take much to clear it off. Joe’s not much of a drinker, but he starts rounding up some of the guys to play.

Richie, Doug, and Rob come over as I’m moving bags of snacks to the counter. Rob starts flipping a quarter while Richie looks in the cabinet for a glass.  “Good idea Brad, we need to get this party rockin’,” he says sliding the glass into the middle of the table. By that time George and Chris have joined us and a few of the girls are standing by to watch. We each take a few practice shots to get used to the table and then we start. Within 15 minutes I have downed 3 beers and started to get a buzz. I should feel fine by the time midnight comes around.

Suddenly she’s there, standing across the room, with tears running down her beautiful face. What the hell did he do to her this time? I stand up and tell the guys I’m out. I walk over and hold out my hand like she’s a wounded animal I have to get to trust me. She looks at me and falls into my arms.

“He doesn’t want me,” she cries.

I kiss her head and lead her out the sliding glass door.  “How can he not want you? I’m sure you’re wrong.” I stroke her back and god she smells great.
“We were making out...and other things, but when he found out I was still a virgin, he stopped and told me to get dressed. That he didn’t want to be the one to take my virginity.”  Her words come out all sniffly and I can feel my shirt getting wet from her tears. “I should have just done it with Steve and then I would be in his arms right now. I mean what does it matter if he is the first or someone else is? I don’t want to be a virgin anymore.”

I know the feeling but the only person I want to be with is currently crying in my arms about another guy. I’ve loved her since the sixth grade, when she sat next to me on the bus the first time. I can’t imagine my life without her.

“Will you do it?”  She looks up at me.  “Will you sleep with me Brad?”

My heart stops, she did not just ask me that. Just the thought of touching her like that has me hard. “You don’t mean that Lisa, you’re just upset,” I say as I brush the hair away from her eyes.

“No, I’m totally serious. I don’t want to be a virgin anymore and other than Bobby I can’t think of anyone I would rather do it with.”  She puts her hand behind my head and pulls me down for a kiss. She is tentative and sweet and I can taste her tears on her lips. I have waited so long to kiss her.  I lick the seam and her mouth opens to me. I moan because my whole body is on fire and I am not going to be able to stop. My hand fists in her hair and I pull it back to angle her head and my tongue explores every crevice of her mouth. I have wanted this for so long and now here she is letting me kiss her. I press her body against mine so she can feel how she affects me. Her hands start stroking my back and my shirt starts to pull up, my cock jerks when her fingers touch my skin and I suck the air out of her mouth. I know we have to move, we can’t do this here.

I break the kiss and stroke her cheek, her eyes are half closed and I hope she’s not thinking of him, but even if she is I am taking my one chance, “Let’s get out of here, my parents aren’t home,” I lean down and give her a quick kiss.
“I’m driving Jodi home; I can’t leave her,” she starts to pull away and I can see she’s thinking about what we’re doing. This is not going to end the way I want it to unless I get her out of here now.

“Hold on,” I tell her and take out my phone. “Hey John, Lisa is upset and I’m taking her home.  We will leave her keys with Joe, can you drive Jodi home?” I listen as he relays what I’ve said to Jodi and hear her ask where we are. “Let Jodi know she just needs to be somewhere else right now.” I pull her against me and stroke her hair. God, I love this girl and I hope to show her how much tonight. I am going to worship her body with mine. John agrees to get both Jodi and Lisa’s car home and I hang up. “Let’s give your keys to Joe and get out of here,” I take her hand and lead her in. I can tell she’s a little hesitant, but she’s still coming with me. Lisa hands Joe her keys without saying a word and walks towards the front door.

“Is she okay?”  He whispers to me.

“Bobby did a job on her again,” I pat his shoulder. “I’ll make sure she’s okay. What are friends for right?”

He knows I want to be more than just her friend. Hell, everyone knows, even Lisa, but it’s never been possible before. Now maybe he fucked up enough for her to give me a shot. I gotta believe this will be more than just one night.
I follow her out to my car and she is waiting for me. “Are you sure?” I ask even as I wonder why I feel the need to give her an out?

“I’m sure Brad. I want it to be you.”  She leans up on her toes and kisses me. If I don’t stop this I will never get her home. I open the door for her and she slides in. It only takes us fifteen minutes to get to my house, and we have the place to ourselves.

Taking her hand, I lead her up the stairs to my room.  I’m so glad my mother makes me keep it clean; I know there are no dirty clothes lying around.  I close my door behind us and just look at her. I have fantasized about having her here for years. Not that she hasn’t been here before, but never for more than doing homework.

She walks up to me and starts to unbutton my shirt, she doesn’t say anything as her fingers work from one button to another. I reach down and put my finger under her chin, she finally looks at me. “Lisa, we don’t have to do this.”
She runs her hand up my now bare chest to my neck and pulls me down towards her mouth, “I want this,” she says breathlessly into my mouth as our lips meet. My hands find her hips and pull her against me. I let my tongue explore her mouth, god she tastes sweet! My cock is jerking in my pants and her hand stroking my chest is driving me crazy. I move my hands under her short skirt and grab her ass. I’ve been obsessed with that ass, I love to watch her walk away from me.

I lift her up, she puts her legs around me, and I let my fingers explore her slit. Her panties are damp and I hope to god that is from me and not him.  I can’t think anymore. All I feel is her and I want to be inside her. I walk us over to my bed and place her on it. I stand up and take off my pants leaving my underwear on and she takes off her shirt and skirt. “God, you’re beautiful Lisa,” I say, laying down beside her.

I tentatively reach out for her breast and gently touch her nipple through the lace. I hear as she sighs, “I need you to touch me Brad.”

Losing all control, I pull the bra down and take her nipple into my mouth.  I suck her and lick that tight little nub. My cock is straining against her leg and I rub myself against her. She reaches behind her, undoes the clasp, and her bra falls away. I grab onto the other breast and kneed it roughly.

Arching her back, she moans, “More Brad, I need more.”

I move my hand lower and slip it under the silk into the wetness.  Lisa lifts her hips to meet my hand and I slip a finger into her, I stroke her a few times before adding another. She is so tight and I worry about hurting her.  She pushes her underwear down, lifting her hips and pushing my fingers further inside, she says, “That feels good Brad, please.”

“Please what?” I look up at her face.

“Now. I want you inside me now,” she says seriously as she looks at me. 
“Please.”

I pull off my boxers and reach into the drawer next to the bed to get a condom. Thank god for health class. I roll the condom on and position myself between her legs and push inside. It feels so good, she’s tight and I have to stop for a moment or I’m going to lose it before I’m totally inside her. I pull out almost all the way and push back in harder and feel her barrier give way. She inhales sharply and I know I’ve hurt her.  “Are you okay?” I ask.

She looks up at me with tears in her eyes, “I’m fine just give me a moment.”
I don’t know if I can, the urge to move is too great. I start to pull out and she shuts her eyes. I have to move and I start stroking slowly. She keeps her eyes closed I don’t know if I’m hurting her, but I can’t stop. I move faster and within a minute find my release. I lean down to kiss her and she lets me.

That was the best night of my life. The worst...was when I watched Bobby carry her away.

Teasers





Playlist: 
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And don't forget about the first book! 
Fall in love with Lisa and Bobby all over again! 



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Blurb:

At the age of seventeen, Lisa was broken when Bobby left. He was supposed to be her first. First Love. First Time. First Everything. No word for six long years. She moved away from the painful reminders sacrificing her relationship with her best friend Brad

Now six years later she returns as a strong, successful woman grabbing a job at one of New York’s hottest marketing agencies. She is dating a gorgeous guy with his eyes on a corner office. But it all changes when she sees Bobby.

Can she risk another heartbreak from Bobby? Will she be able to repair her friendship with Brad? Lisa will have to decide between the man she's with, and the two men that want her.

Who will she be with, and who will she tell to "Watch Me Walk Away?"






Dreamcast: 


BRAD


Lisa


Bobby


Meet Jill Prand





Living in Northern New Jersey and originally from Long Island, Jill Prand is a wife and mother of two girls. She's been an avid reader all her life, spending Sunday afternoons curled up with a good book. 


"We had a huge bookshelf in our den when I was a child with a diverse set of authors like Ayn Rand, Stephen King, Mario Puzo & Danielle Steele. I cut my literary teeth on Walter Farley, Judy Blume and SE Hinton before raiding my parents library." 

Jill is currently working on the Walking Series as well as a stand alone novel. She loves to hear from readers.




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