Synopsis: It takes a wealth of collected experiences, emotions, successes and failures to craft the personality of a true Alpha Male
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Synopsis: It takes a wealth of collected experiences, emotions, successes and failures to craft the personality of a true Alpha Male
Friday, May 17, 2013
“The cause for the International Day Against Homophobia, its central topic of interest, the common theme that provides information for each of its endeavours remains a universal, multi-faceted and historical phenomenon: homophobia.
In Canada, recognition, for lesbian and gay communities, has been first and foremost a judicial acceptance brought about by the adoption of the Charter of Human Rights. However, judicial advances will remain only that until a complete, unlimited social acceptance of homosexuality is achieved and homophobia wiped out. To achieve this goal, the Fondation Émergence proposed in 2003, along with partners, to hold each year a special day dedicated to the social recognition of homosexual experience.”
In honor of IDAHO, over 180 writers, publishers, reviewers and cover artists for LGBT have joined together to celebrate this special day with a blog hop. I am one of them.
In honor of this special day, I'm offering any one of my LGBT titles in digital format to one lucky winner. Just leave a comment here by Sunday, 5/19. Who are some of your favorite LGBT authors or your favorite LGBT books?
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Thursday, May 16, 2013
It takes a lot to impress me. I’m a hard critic when
it comes to books, specifically books with major buzz behind them. I first
heard of Karina Halle on Twitter where here was a lot of mentions about her Artists
Trilogy and the first book, Sins & Needles that was released in January.
Karina is a self published author, best known for her Experiment in Terror series.
Since I’m always on the lookout for new authors, I bought a copy of Sins &
Needles and the prequel, On Every Street that was released in March.
Sins & Needles is electric, especially when Ellie and Camden get involved sexually and most importantly emotionally. These two seem so wrong for each other but they click. They’re both very scarred and troubled individuals because of their families and life choices. Some may think these two are disturbed and amoral, but you can't help but like them. You understand where they’re coming from and you hurt for them.
Love doesn't conquer all or heal all wounds in Ellie's world. The end is a humdinger of a cliffhanger that has me panting for the next book.
You end up sympathizing with Ellie a great deal, although she can be a manipulator. Javier manipulates her from the first moment they meet. The way he handles Ellie reminds me of someone who owns a beloved pet like a cat or a dog.
Ellie's "deflowering" scene by Javier was not sexy to me at all and it’s unflinching, but then again it seems to fit the way Javier is. The erotic and sensuality tone is more intense than Sins & Needle, and don’t be surprised after you read On Every Street you’re more of a Javier fan than Camden. But Javier is all wrong for Ellie and will destroy her because of some questionable things he does that are more confusing than understandable and very cruel.
The ending is gut wrenching because of the, "oh no he didn't!" reveal about Javier that has me wondering if what he did is really what he did or there’s something more behind it. There’s actually two events here Javier precipitates, much like a very shocking, unredeemable act he does in Sins & Needle that proves he’s the true villain of this tale and one that will be Ellie’s downfall when all is said and done.
Final Grade: B+
Coming August 20th from Grand Central Publishing...
Synopsis: A second chance at first love.
There are a few things worth risking everything for - even your life. For Camden McQueen, this is one of them.
Shooting Scars is the second book in The Artists Trilogy and is told from the dual POV of Camden and Ellie.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Today my 26th published book, as well as my 9th Lesbian fiction was released today. The Lady and the Vixen is a Lesbian Victorian Romance, set in London,1851 has been released by Ravenous Romance.
One big event highlighted in The Lady and the Vixen is The Great Exhibition that took place at the Crystal Palace from May to October 1851. I love the Victorian era and this was a great way for me to showcase this time period. The Lady and the Vixen is stand alone novel featuring two women who are very wrong for one another but can't help but fall in love while unraveling a mystery that may destroy both their families.
Synopsis: After eight years, Lucy Endcott has finally returned to London to visit her dying father, a cold disciplinarian who never approved of his eldest daughter. Lucy is a respected widow, residing in the countryside away from the wicked excess the city has to offer and her unscrupulous ex-lover, the Marchioness Irena de Macey.
When Lucy finds out her youngest brother has gambled away his inheritance at the Pythos Club, she enters the den of iniquity in order to save him. Inside the club she meets the owner’s alluring daughter, Tisha McGrath, who is more than willing to help her brother…for a price.
Tisha longs to introduce Lucy to those secret passions she’s kept hidden away for so long. But dark secrets and transgressions from the past connect their families in shocking ways. Both women will work together to resolve this scandal before it unravels further but Irena is waiting for the right moment to strike, and Lucy may have no other choice but to give into Irena’s demands in order to save the ones she loves from utter ruin.
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One of the things that really connects me to a character is their name. I get asked a lot how I come up with my names. I have a couple of different ways that I do it. If I’m coming up with a new series, then I bring out my list of names I have used to make sure I don’t use them again (talk about confusing a reader – lol).
Donna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than forty novels and novellas spanning multiple genres of romance.
She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding. Her childhood dream was to become a professional ballet dancer and study under the amazing Mikhail Baryshnikov. Though she never got to meet Baryshnikov, she did make it to New York City and performed in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Later, Donna’s love of the romance genre and the constant stories running through her head prompted her to sit down and write her first book. Once that book was completed, there was no turning back.
Donna sold her first book in November 2005 while displaced from Hurricane Rita, a storm that destroyed portions of the Texas Gulf Coast. Since then, Donna has sold novels and novellas to both electronic and print publishers. Her books include several complete series such as Druids Glen, The Shields, Royal Chronicles, Sisters of Magic, Dark Sword, Dark Warriors, and her new series, Dark Kings. Despite the deadlines and her voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two young children, four cats, three fish, and one long haired Chihuahua. She’s blessed with a proud, supportive husband who loves to read and travel as much as she does.
Coming June 4th from St. Martin's Press...
Synopsis: Bound by the gods. Champions against evil. The Dark Warriors have taken their battle from ancient Scotland to the modern world—where a woman’s love is the greatest danger of all…
Dr. Veronica Reid is a world-renowned archeologist whose Druid abilities help her to unearth ancient magical items. The arrival of the all-too-attractive and charismatic Arran MacCarrick puts her on the defensive when he begins to question how she really finds her artifacts…until an unknown foe attacks and Ronnie discovers that Arran has a secret as great as her own. Together, they unleash an all-consuming passion that won't be denied...
Immortal Warrior Arran is on a mission to find the spell to bind the god within him. But one look at the impossibly beautiful Ronnie and he knows there is more to her than meets the eye. With danger lurking around every corner and an undeniable hunger that grows with every kiss, Arran must reveal who he is to keep Ronnie from his nemesis. Now he is left with no choice but to fight—or fall—for the woman he loves.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Synopsis: Helen needed a body to be with her beloved and Jenny needed to escape from hers before her spirit was broken. It was wicked, borrowing it, but love drives even the gentlest soul to desperate acts.
When Jenny returns to her body, she finds that someone has been living her life while she was away. She doesn’t remember being Billy’s lover or defying her family. But now she is faced with the consequences. And Helen, who has returned to warn Jenny—to help her—finds herself trapped, haunting the girl she wished to save.
In this captivating companion novel to A Certain Slant of Light, the love story between Jenny and Billy begins out-of-body—where they can fly and move the stars--and continues into the tumultuous realm of the living, where they are torn away from each other even as they slowly remember their spirits falling in love.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Synopsis: Julie Gladwell has a secret. Acting as chief attendant for the New Government’s procreation program, she rears girls to carry the emperor’s heir. Only a few are chosen for the program, called “The Special Ones,” and they are given no names, only numbers. They see no one but authorized personnel until their twenty-first birthday. Which is usually when they die. Direct contact is forbidden. As she cares for these girls, no one ever suspects who she actually is.
Scientist Malcolm Odin hated his job and hated himself. Put in charge of the entire human engineering program, the experiments and suffering he witnessed made him sick. Still, it paid the bills and kept him living comfortably in Terrecina. He knew of far too many who’d fallen through the cracks, living on the earth below. The Level People, they were called.
When he confides his unease to Julie, she lets him in on her secret and into her heart. What starts as fancy ends in revolution, but how will they choose between their fellow man and each other?
The crackling voice over the private intercom system jarred Malcolm Odin from where he was bent over the small window overlooking Number Twenty-seven’s room.
Malcolm pushed the button next to him with his thumb. “Thanks, Jim,” he said, before switching off the system. No need to alert the emperor that his lead scientist had been warned of his upcoming arrival.
“Sleep well, Anna,” he whispered, pressing his fingers to his lips and blowing over them at the stilled body through the glass. He couldn’t help but feel like a father figure to the girl, though they’d never met. He snapped shut the security blinds and turned to the computer panels on the wall of in the Rouble Palace’s science headquarters.
Number Twenty-seven was almost ready. Malcolm’s predecessor, George Hawin, had worked tirelessly on this project, readying girls for the carrying and birth of the emperor’s super-human heir. But after many mistakes, which led to the death of the first twenty-five girls in the program, he had been let go. Of course, in Terrecina, when the emperor fired someone, he killed them or, worse, sent them down into The Levels.
Malcolm had already breached major policy by naming this one. They were not to have names. But Malcolm couldn’t help himself. Of the five girls in his charge, this small brunette child had called to him even before he’d taken over the program. Though they’d never spoken, Malcolm had come to see a rebellious side of her while he’d tracked her brain patterns. And her dreams. Her dreams were so vibrant and full of life and adventure. He hated to think of her fate. Especially since the serum remained unfinished, the new version to be tested on Twenty-six then her. He swallowed again. She was simply a shell for a royal embryo. He would do well to remember that.
“Odin, when are the girls’ birthdays?” The emperor’s voice boomed through the metal-paneled room as his figure filled the doorway.
“Twenty-six turns twenty-one on January fifth. Twenty-seven on January seventeenth. The others won’t turn until March, June and August respectively.”
Malcolm’s insides roiled, his entire being fighting the project. Malcolm’s former boss, George, had mangled several girls with the new injection techniques. While the emperor was fully human, he insisted on breeding a super child. In order to achieve this—super-strength, super-speed, good looks and health with automatic immunity to most of the world’s diseases, new and old alike—the sperm had to be mixed with a special serum. Several births had been successful in monkeys during the trial periods, but the entry site was smaller in humans. Either George had kept missing or something in the injection was fatal to humans—or both. Though the new tests were not complete, the emperor continued the insemination attempts as each girl turned twenty-one. Malcolm blanched. That meant twenty-five dead girls. He fought back the feelings of guilt and disgust that had been creeping up on him during the past months. He’d signed on for this after all. He’d made his bed.
“Excellent,” the emperor said, nodding his large head in an exaggerated motion. Malcolm looked at the man, took in his sallow skin, his bugged-out eyes. The graying hair that fell in waves around his shoulders was still strong and shiny, but the rest of the man seemed to be ailing.
“Are you okay, Your Majesty?” Malcolm asked, ducking his head in subservience.
“Oh, yeah,” he said, nodding again. “Just tired. It’s about time for my monthly spa treatments.” He chuckled.
“Makes me sound like a nancy-boy, but the healing hands of my girls do wonders for me.” His small blue eyes glittered. “I’ll have the health clinic attend to me on the first of January. That way I’ll be spruced up for my meeting with Twenty-six.”
Malcolm nodded. If he got a good shot into Twenty-six, perhaps the emperor would leave Anna alone. Everyone could be happy. Twenty-six would be Queen or, at the very least, mother to the emperor’s son and the others could go on their merry way. Or so Malcolm hoped.
The emperor heaved himself around, turning from the room. His garish purple and red robes heralded from another time, showing the man’s twisted love of ancient history. In 2140, after the collapse of the former civilization, it seemed perverse to wear the royal garb of the ancients from Spain, England and all the other countries that no longer existed.
“We don’t have much time, Malcolm,” the emperor said on a sigh, right before he left. “I’m getting old. This will be the last batch of Special Ones. If you cannot make it work, your death awaits you.” He left the room with heavy steps, the metal flooring creaking and clanking beneath his feet.
“Well, no pressure then,” Malcolm muttered, wondering for the millionth time what he had gotten himself into when he’d signed that contract with the New Government all those years ago.
Bio: Ninette Swann is a journalist turned novelist who writes her books from sunny Florida in between parenting, freelancing, editing and going to grad school. She writes all genre of romance, including contemporary, thriller, suspense, and dystopian. Her books include Hit and Stay, Body Combat, Finding Home, Just the Messenger and Direct Combat. You can reach her through her pages at: http://ninetteswann.com, http://www.facebook.com/NinetteSwann, and @ninetteswann
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Sunday, May 12, 2013
The first time I realized I was fat was when I was
thirteen and in eighth grade. I had gone to the same school with the same
schoolmates since Kindergarten (It was a catholic school with grades Kindergarten
to Eighth grade). I had always been an outcast and bullied mainly because my
schoolmates thought I was weird and strange, basically a freak. When middle
school started, that’s when the bullying toward me increased. These kids
decided because I was the tallest in my grade and I was broad and hefty that I
was fat and started to made fun of me because of that. My new nickname was “chunky
chicken” thanks to one boy who gave me that label. It caught on, and during my
last year at this school I was known as the chunk.