Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Guest Blogger: Rhiannon Wellman - Publish or Bust Tour

Today I have the unique pleasure of having Rhiannon Wellman joining me once more. This lovely authoress from the UK has made me giggle more than once and her writing is outstanding. So why not pull up a chair as she chats about her writing odyssey? First  lets take a look at the lovely Ms. Wellman's stats as she challenges herself to work on several different WIPs.  








Ms. Wellman's Stats!


Book Name
Word Count Day 1
Word Count Today
Difference
Moon Bound
0

0
A Dirty Weekend
333
785
452
Writers Block
178

0
Out of Uniform and into Love
4504
4614
110



Published or Bust

Well the tour has officially been named 'Published or Bust' so I've added it as the title from here on out. It feels all kind of official now lol.

As you can see I've switched about a bit today trying to get into a proper rhythm again after so long away from it all. I think I've not only gone past the pain barrier I've shown it what true pain can be if it fucks with me again!
I spent some time today with my father. He's going to be 67 later this year and as much as I've always known how old my dad was. Realizing that a century ago the average life span for us humans was 31 (in which case I would be extremely old at 32) and in 2010 it was 67.2 (don't ask me about the .2 I have no clue how they worked that out.)
I suppose it's made me reflect on life in general. And about not putting things off, Dad was one of the first people I told about my books, after my hubby. I even told him the type of books I wrote. After explaining what an e-book was a few times he asked me about them. I was a bit nervous at first to tell him that most of my books are MM romances. But he took the news very well, and was still proud of me after I explained what MM was.
Dad's old fashioned, he thinks marriage should be for a man and a woman, but, he does think that love doesn't really give a shit what gender you are. We've had many debates about it. And has conceded that marriage should be more about love that whether you keep your genitals inside or out.
I guess today's post has been a little more serious, but it's my way of saying. Don't talk yourself out of doing things today because you can do them tomorrow. We don't know how many tomorrows we have. Don't let insecurity stop you from trying. At the end of the day we will only regret the things we lacked the courage to try.
On that note I'll stop for today. Tomorrow I'm going to go into a bit more depth about Out of Uniform and into Love. Including a little snippet to tantalize you with.
Until tomorrow.
Rhiannon.

If you want to follow the daily posts you can find a list on my blog, I'll update links as we go, so if you miss a day don't worry you can find it here:
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Saturday, August 16, 2014

Seductive Studs & Sirens {24}: HIS!

So this week, I'm going to bring you a snippet from The Taghte Pack: Wolfen Bonds (a mmf shifter novel). In the final editing stages with Loose Id, I'm anxiously awaiting for this book to come out. In this little snippet, Matthias, the alpha is reminding his lover, Andy of his place. 
Enjoy and don't forget to stop by the rest of the blogs. 

Snippet:


A low whine grew in Andy’s throat before he tipped his head to the side, baring his throat in submission. Matthias licked his suddenly dry lips. It took all of his self-control to keep from biting the tempting expanse. Remember the law. You have to wait until you’ve been acknowledged as the alpha to keep Andy forever. Rubbing his cock against Andy’s, he ignored the gasping pleas for claiming. He reached between their bodies and wrapped his calloused hand around both of their lengths, using his natural lubrication to pleasure them both. As the thick fluid coated their cocks, Matthias was beyond grateful for the quirk of nature that kept them from having to stop mid-sex for lube.

His lover cried out.

“That’s it, let me hear how much you need this,” Matthias gritted out as his hand stroked their joined lengths hard and fast. He didn’t need to look down to know how erotic the contrasting hues of their skins were. No, what he needed was his scent on his mate, a way to renew their connection.

Andy arched into his hand, begging for more. “Matt, please!”


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#MySexySaturday {55}: An unexpected ride...


So for this week, we're supposed to focus on coach rides, or in my case limo rides. I'm currently in the midst of the writing a submission for Decadent's new sub call for their 1NS line. I'm having such fun with this idea. (You can find the sub call HERE - if you're interested.) Anyway, I couldn't resist this call and Seb (who's full name happens to be Seba) from Wyk's Surrender, is finally getting his own story. I sooo love revisiting characters. So enjoy this little snippet...and I'll remind you that's it's unedited - so be kind...

Set-up: Dressed up as thier favorite characters from the manga comic, Phantomhive, Seba aka Sebastian and his 1NS date, Akira aka Mey-rin are on their way to a masquerade ball being held at Club Carnivore, the newest and hottest BDSM resort in Vegas.  Enjoy! 


Snippet:

A light bulb seemed to go on in Jackson’s head because he nodded. “Japanese girls aren’t your thing?” 

A pang in his chest at the question didn’t surprise him. One Japanese girl had definitely been his thing. But now wasn’t the time to think of Akira. Not when he had a date waiting for him in the car. So he forced a light-hearted tone into his voice. “Not unless it’s Mey-rin. Something about her red hair, and how innocently she blushes but still manages to be lethal, that just does it for me.” 

Jackson led him over to a waiting limo. Pulling open the door, he gestured for Seba to get in. But just before Seba slid into the warm car, Jackson grinned and whispered low enough only he could hear. “Perhaps a thank you letter to Madame Eve wouldn’t be out of place. Enjoy yourselves. Your driver will wait to bring you back to the hotel.” 

“Of course. Thank you.” He barely got the words out before the door shut. Then the car began to move as it pulled away from the curb. In the darkened interior, he could barely make out the figure sitting across from him. 

A barely there sigh registered, mere moments before a soft snick as she flipped on the side light. A soft glow flooded the interior of the car. After his eyes adjusted to the sudden flare, his jaw about dropped to the floor, as the limo picked up speed. 

In the seat directly across from him, wearing a dark form fitting black maid’s uniform and a startling snowy apron that accented her lovely tits, his bespectacled companion gave him a tentative smile, then stuck out her hand. 

“Hello, I’m Mey-rin. I’m your date for the evening.”

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Saturday, August 9, 2014

My Sexy Saturday: Power struggle

Today I'm focusing on the sexy power struggle that happens when a couple, or in this case a menage finally come together in bed. For me, I find it very erotic. To realize as a lover you may have not done anything earth-shattering but to your lover, you've got him or her in the palm of your hand.  To know that they will damn near agree to anything just to experience the pleasure of having you.  In this snippet, that's exactly what happens to Matthias from my mmf paranormal book, Wolfen Bonds.  Throughout the book, Matthias is the strong confident Alpha of the Taghte Pack. He is the king of his world and everything around him.  But when it comes to the night of the new moon and his mating with his lovers, they strip his control away faster than a hot knife through butter. Enjoy and make sure you check out the rest of the peeps HERE

Snippet:

“Don’t you even think of coming before you claim me, Matthias Galloway.” She parted her thighs farther and tugged him between them. When she positioned his cock against her damp folds, he stiffened as the moist slippery heat teased the head of his cock. He tried to buck forward, to slide deep inside, but Andy kept him immobile.

“You want her, don’t you, Alpha?”

Matthias nodded, his mouth dry.

Andy chuckled. “As much as you want me, right?” He rolled his hips once more.

Matthias moaned, nearly out of his mind with pleasure as Andy’s slow penetration tortured his already overstimulated nerves. “God, yes! Let me have her, Andy,” he begged.

“Shhh.” Andy soothed him by lapping gently at his shoulder. “You can have her…after you promise her you won’t place me above her.”

“What!” Matthias couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Andy wanted to have a discussion about the structure of their relationship while he was buried deep inside of him? Like I can really think at time like this.


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Thursday, July 17, 2014

My Journey {2}: Week Two - Bring On the Yoga

So last week I mentioned I started an overhaul of my lifestyle. Trying to be more active and eating healthier in hopes of being a better me.  Where am I now, fourteen days later?  Well, in a bit of pain.  The yoga I started last week has been kicking my butt.  For a low impact exercise, it's amazing how much the muscles get a work out.  FYI...downward dog may have felt great at the beginning of my workout, but let me tell you ten days later of doing along with the leg lift behind me should be classified as a form of torture.  And don't get me started on Warrior Two. I've fallen so many times in this last week that I'm surprised I don't have bruises on top of my bruises.


Bryce and Briohny Smyth

I will have to say, however, I love my video instructor. Briohny Smyth is a wonderful instructor and her yoga series on Daily Burn is wonderful for a beginner like me.  She actually takes the time explain step by step how to do each movement. I'm excited. I get to do my first full flow practice tonight.  While I'm sure I don't look as graceful as she does, I feel great when I'm done. (The sore muscles come in the morning when I roll out of my bed.)

So in the end what has all this healthy eating and exercise gotten me?   Well, I've cut 6.4 lbs in the last two weeks. Clothes that were tight are now looser and overall?  I have more energy, am sleeping better and feel good.  So I'll take the sore muscles.  



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