It’s a new year. Got goals?

Yes, I know this post is late. I should have posted it January 1st but like a lot of my good intentions procrastination took over. And the day job sucked the life out of me, can’t forget the day job.

I’ve been scarce around these parts (and my other blogs) because last year was a whirl wind. Bad things happened. Good things happened. The best thing happened. Last year I got married. It was a small destination wedding that took a lot of time to plan and research. I wouldn’t change any of it. I had a great day and settling into married life has been fun. Through it all I was writing though.

Another good thing, well, two good things, that happened – I’m in two box sets. What To Read After 50 Shades of Grey (volume 9) includes Laundry Day. And Playing Favorites includes a brand new story that won’t be released on its own until late March.

My goals for this year are simple:

1. Write a lot
2. Release Silk Secrets
3. Eat better
4. Exercise (can’t say more because I don’t do any right now)
5. Spend time with family and friends

That’s it for now. Short and sweet as we start the new year. I’m hoping to release a few more stories besides Silk Secrets this year but I’ll have to see how everything else in my life goes.

What about you? Got goals?

Sweet, sexy dreams.


Would you give into temptation?

Temptations are all around us. I’m tempted to eat the chocolate bar in our candy drawer. I’m tempted to sleep in during the week. I’m tempted to tell some people what I really think of them. 🙂 But I don’t give into any of those temptations. Why? Because in most cases there are consequences. Consequences I’m not willing to suffer for the sake of a few moments of pleasure.

When I was in my twenties and single I ran into temptation when I went out with my friends. Bars are great places to unwind, dance, have a few drinks. Not so great for meeting your soul mate. I’m not saying it isn’t possible to meet your soul mate at a bar. I know people who have. It’s just not the best place. Back then I romanticized everything but I was also realistic. I was tempted to give into the guys who just wanted in my pants but I didn’t give in. The consequences weren’t worth the pleasure.

When is it good to give into temptation? When the consequences are something you can handle. If I eat that chocolate bar I can mitigate the consequences by spending more time in the pool. When I can afford it, I always give into the temptation to buy a book. Yes, this post is about my latest release – Tempted to Sin 🙂 The temptation is subtle in each of the stories but the characters do have to make a choice. To give into what they want or not. And to accept the consequences.

On sale for 99 cents for a limited time! The price is going up to full price after Easter.

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Would you be tempted?

Each of the stories includes some sort of temptation. Sometimes giving into temptation is a bad idea. But sometimes it’s a great idea.

In Satisfaction Guaranteed a wannabe succubus meets her match for her last assignment: The college boyfriend who broke her heart.

In Scale Deep a reporter learns more than she bargained for when she discovers that dragons are real… and they walk among us.

In School Bites a woman bumps into her high school crush at a reunion. Curiously he hasn’t aged a day in 15 years. When the bodies start turning up she finds out why.

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Sweet, sexy dreams!



Laundry Day can be fun? Yes, when you bring on the heat!

I’ve missed giving excerpts of my stories so I’m jumping into Weekend Writing Warriors today with an excerpt from my story Laundry Day. Carmela runs an apartment complex for swingers. Her key party of choice is actually a laundry day party – clothing prohibited.


     If he didn’t apply would she actually pick someone this time? Saving herself for someone who might not be interested in her seemed more ridiculous with each month his key didn’t appear in the bowl.

     She leaned back on the bed and studied the pile of keys. They fell in such a way that she could only see the first two for sure. The ones underneath would remain a mystery until she spread them out. Every month her hopes crashed when his key didn’t show up. Every month she worked herself up into such a sexual state she finished the laundry in record time then spent the rest of the day fantasizing about him while pleasuring herself.

     She grabbed the grocery list she had on the night stand and added batteries to the bottom.

Laundry Day is available on Amazon but you can get it and nine other stories for $0.99 (until Valentine’s Day) in Bring On the Heat! Check it out an Amazon –

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Sweet, sexy dreams!



It’s Cold Outside – Bring on the Heat!

IMG_7847When it looks like this outside you need something to keep you warm. Sure, hot chocolate is good. Warm blanket and slippers can help. My cat sitting on my lap is always welcome. But how about a sizzling hot read?

The first “episode” in my Keyes Manor series (a fictional television show on a fictional network) is in this box set. It’s a great bargain right now at $0.99!





BringOnTheHeat_BoxSet_flatBring On the Heat – 10 stories for .99 for a limited time!
A scorching collection from ten of today’s hottest authors…over 250,000
words of steamy stories!

Breaking Skye by Eden Bradley
BDSM. Submission. Spanking. Skye thought one night with the perfect
Dominant might purge these dark desires from her system. But Adam has other
ideas…and soon all he can think of is breaking Skye—and keeping her for

Caught by Cassandra Carr
Callie left her Dominant, Jack, three years ago, believing he’d never love
her. Yet when their paths cross, she agrees to submit to him and is drawn
deep into Jack’s world once more. This time, Jack knows he needs to
overcome his fears and claim Callie forever or lose everything.

An Indecent Proposition, Part I & Part II by Stephanie Julian
One woman. Two men. Half a million dollars. One very indecent

Burned, Dragos Book 1 by Amber Kallyn
When Calla, a dragon shifter, heads to a sleepy mountain town to
investigate their arson outbreak, she doesn’t expect to find the dark
dragon who killed her mother, or her destined mate. Firefighter Scott
O’Neil can’t fight their burning attraction, even after he finds out what
she is, and the shocking secret of his own past.

Laundry Day by Keira Kohl
Carmela Keyes runs an apartment complex with fun and sex games. Despite her
curious nature she never partakes in the Keyes Manor Saturday night key
parties. She’s got her sights set on Declan McLean to join her own private
laundry day party. Clothing prohibited.

Cherry Tune-up by Adriana Kraft
Desperate for a crash course in lovemaking, Bobbi Jo Martin seeks out her
childhood best friend. A successful contractor with NASCAR dreams, Jack Day
has never forgotten her—but how will he protect his heart? In a moment of
sheer genius he decides to play the role of master…

Riding Rodeo by Emma Lai
The last person Amanda Goodson expected to walk into her bakery was Sean
Cassidy, the bareback bronc rider who rode her hard one night and left
without a good-bye the next day. A nasty hang up ended Sean’s career and
left him with nothing but time to contemplate his past sins—the most
damning one being walking out on Amanda, the one woman he couldn’t forget
once outside the bedroom. Searching out Amanda to right the biggest mistake
of his life, he finds he has competition. Never one to back down from a
challenge, he offers to fulfill her fantasy of riding two cowboys. At the
end of the night, will Amanda decide riding Rodeo is worth the risk to her

Clockwork Captive by Anh Leod
Enslaved in a gentlemen’s club by a fiendish clockwork device, Liza knows
she has few options…until the night she recognizes Brace. Though he has
no idea they share a secret, he must possess her, and replace her scars
with sexual healing. Rescuing the captive will make her his forever.

First Kiss by Ann Mayburn
Ryan will never forgot that night in high school when he kissed Emma and
lost his heart to her forever. Years later he finds Emma, but now she’s a
pro-Domme that refuses to fall in love. Ryan begins a campaign to win her
reluctant heart, one night at a time.

Jingle Ball, More the Merrier Book 1 by Cari Quinn
All receptionist Wendy Stanton wants for Christmas is a chance for a
relationship with her sexy, dominant boss outside the boardroom. But his
secrets—and hot encounters including her other boss—are complications she
never expected.

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Sweet, sexy dreams!



Shelley Munro Interviews her character Julia Maxwell: Secretary Turned Strip Club Owner

Welcome back to the blog! Today I have Shelley Munro interviewing her character Julia Maxwell.

Here’s Shelley!

Today I’m interviewing Julia Maxwell. You might have met Julia before in The Bottom Line, the story where her friend Maggie hooked up with another of their friends Connor. Past Regrets is Julia’s story, and we’re in for a ride…

SHELLEY: Welcome, Julia. Tell us a little about yourself.

JULIA: Hi. As Shelley mentioned I’m friends with Maggie and Connor. I met them, along with our other two friends Susan and Christina, at Barker & Johnson where I work—used to work—as a secretary.

SHELLEY: Used to work?

JULIA: *Laughs* My mother owns a club on K’ Road called The Last Frontier. It’s in trouble since Mum has health problems and the manager she hired ran off with most of the takings. I’ve decided to take over the management role.

SHELLEY: You have experience in running a club?

JULIA: I used to work at the club and have a good idea of what constitutes a decent place. Of course we desperately need a spruce up. The place is looking a bit tired these days.

SHELLEY: Wait, you used to work there? What did you do?

JULIA: *glares* I was a stripper and earned the money to pay for my education. The minute I finished my secretarial training, I left the club.

SHELLEY: Okaay. Moving on. I’ve heard a rumor that you’re getting a divorce. I didn’t even know you were married.

JULIA: I don’t want to talk about it.

SHELLEY: So the rumors are true.

JULIA: Shelley, do you have experience with a stripper pole. I’m looking for new dancers.

SHELLEY: I’m a writer. I’m too busy dealing with Susan and her farmer. Things will fall apart if I’m not there to control my cast of characters.

JULIA: You should hurry with Susan’s story. I need her back in Auckland since she’s one of my best dancers.

SHELLEY: Duly noted. So who is Ryan?

JULIA: A cheatin’ scumbag liar. I refuse to talk about him.

SHELLEY: But I understand he’s part of the story in Past Regrets.

JULIA:  *stands* I’m not going to waste time talking about Ryan. I have better things to do.

SHELLEY: Such as?

JULIA: I’m meeting the girls at the pub for margaritas. *she strides from the room*

SHELLEY: She’s a bit touchy about that Ryan, don’t you think? I think there’s something going on there—some past history about to see the light. I guess I’ll have to wait to learn the truth.

PAST REGRETS, due out 10 September from Samhain Publishing.

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Here’s the blurb for Past Regrets:

PastRegrets72webNever look back…unless that’s where your heart belongs.

Julia Maxwell was a seize-the-moment party girl until the night she spent with up-and-coming rocker Ryan Callander. From that moment, she was a one-man woman. Pity he hasn’t kept with the program.

Tired of the secrets that have kept her out of the press and Ryan’s fans happy, angry with mounting evidence of infidelity, Julia is older, wiser, and determined to divorce his cheatin’ ass.

Ryan’s long European tour had more than its share of hard knocks—one of which landed on his head when he was mugged. Divorce papers waiting for him at home are a shock that fills in some of the holes in his sketchy memory. But it could be too late to salvage his marriage.

If Ryan thinks flirtatious smiles, seductive touches, and hot-and-heavy kisses are going to smooth things over, Julia’s got a hammer with his name on it. To her surprise, he picks it up, determined to rebuild a bright future for both of them. But the past is lurking with some missing pieces that could bring their hearts crashing down.

Warning: Contains a pissed ex-stripper turned burlesque dancer, a bunch of nosy friends and a smooth-talking rocker with one thing on his mind. Stripper poles and skimpy costumes may be involved.

Purchase links:

Samhain Publishing


Shelley Munro – Bio

Shelley Munro is tall and curvaceous with blue eyes and a smile that turns masculine heads everywhere she goes. She’s a university tutor and an explorer/treasure hunter during her vacations. Skilled with weapons and combat, she is currently in talks with a producer about a television series based on her world adventures.

Shelley is also a writer blessed with a VERY vivid imagination and lives with her own hero in New Zealand. She writes mainly erotic romance in the contemporary, paranormal and historical genres for publishers Carina Press, Ellora’s Cave and Samhain Publishing. You can learn more about Shelley and her books at the links below:


Keira here again.

Loved the interview, Shelley. And I’m intrigued. I like to read books with strip clubs because I used to work in one as a bartender.

Sweet, sexy dreams.


Author Elodie Parks and her characters pay a visit

Thanks for stopping by the blog. I’ve got a sexy post from Elodie Parks. Her characters can get pretty hot.

Here’s Elodie, Cathy and Owen!

Hi Keira,

It’s great to be here, thank you for inviting me to come along today with my new release erotic romance, ‘The Old Star’.

Just a little about me to let your readers know who I am.

I live in the United Kingdom and I work in an antiques shop as well as writing. I have two dogs that keep me fit with their need for walks. Love the countryside and the coast.

I write romance, contemporary, and erotic with a twist of mystery, suspense, or the paranormal, now and then. I like to make the story unusual in some way, by a quirk in the tale. My books are always steamy.

About the book,

The Old Star, an August 23 release from Hot Ink Press, and author Elodie Parkes


She was looking for new office space…but it found her…what’s hidden in this spooky place?

When Cathy Faraday goes out from her office to buy morning tea, a set of circumstances send her on a different route from the one she would normally take. Waiting on a street unknown to her is a house. Old and left to fade away the house looks shabby against its neighbours. The whole row of houses are now offices and Cathy sees a ‘for let sign’ outside the place. Something draws her to the house. Someone watches from the third floor window.

Cathy applies to rent the building to expand her dating agency business. As she begins to make it ready, the house reveals its secrets.

Erotic romance, with a twist of paranormal, set in contemporary England this story will haunt you.

Graphic sex/love scenes. 18+ only.



I’ve brought along my hero and heroine from the book today so sparks might fly a little

Meet Cathy Faraday and Owen Sheringham

Cathy would you like to tell the readers about how you and Owen met?


Actually no because I think that would be a spoiler, don’t you Owen?


I agree, let’s tell the readers about the first time we made love instead.


Okay…well, I was very attracted to Owen right away. He’s my ideal, and I’d always knew I would need a man who made my heart pound the minute I saw him. It was love at first sight for me and I know what you’re thinking…that doesn’t exist…although I don’t think Owen fell for me right away did you?


I might have, but not known it. I was in a dark place when you came along.


We fell into each other’s arms quickly though. I just let myself take what you offered.


I noticed that, as you dug your fingertips into my waist and moaned. (smiles)


I seem to remember you moaning too.


You’re so very sexy darlin’ (Owen puts his arm around her shoulders and Cathy kisses his ear. Now he’s holding her head with a handful of her hair and…now they are kissing…)

Author: We are in public you two. How about telling the story? Sorry Keira…

(They stop kissing, but remain cuddled against each other. Owen is stroking Cathy’s neck. I’m ignoring it.)


Well we actually had sex when there were cleaners in the rest of the house. It’s a long story, but a locksmith was about to arrive to. It was just impossible to resist being with Owen. It was delicious. (sighs and kisses Owen on the jaw)

Author: Owen tell us something about Cathy, how would you describe her in a few words?

Owen: Cathy is strong, sexy, intelligent, pretty. She has her own business. She’s friendly too, helps people. She’s mine, which I’m so thankful for. I can’t imagine living without her now.

Cathy: That’s a lovely thing to say, I feel the same about you…(is trailing her fingertips around on his chest muscles, good thing he’s wearing a shirt. I’ll ask another question)

Cathy describe Owen in a few words.

Owen: He’s loving, he’s sexy, and surprising too. He’s creative and generous. He can still be a bad boy though…he swears…I’m used to it and sometimes it’s sexy…


Let’s just give the readers an excerpt to read and that way I can take you home to bed.

Author: I think that might be a good idea. Thanks for coming along to Keira’s blog today…mmm maybe I should have said visiting the blog since you two can hardly keep your hands off each other.

Cathy: Thank you for inviting us Keira. I do hope your readers enjoy the excerpt and the book when it’s available August 23.

Here’s the excerpt 18+ R


He kissed down her neck again and slowly moved his hands up into her T-shirt. He found her bra and unclipped it as she sighed, and kissed his ear and jaw. He cupped her breasts and sighed too. She felt so good, her skin so soft, her nipples hard against his palms. He went back to kiss her mouth, and as she opened it to touch his lips with her tongue, he groaned a little enjoying the kiss. His cock hardened and his hands left her breasts to open her jeans. She kissed him and unzipped his jeans as he unzipped hers.

She had her hands in his shorts and her fingertips were cool on his cock. He wanted to thrust so badly, but he wanted his fingers against her clit. He wanted to slip a finger into her pussy and feel the moistness, have her thrust on his hand and so he whispered. “Help me. Pull your jeans down…open your legs a little. I want my fingers in you, Cathy.” She pulled her jeans to mid-thigh and took her panties with them. She put her hands up around his face and kissed him, her tongue in his mouth as he fingered her. She was gasping and so was he. Their kisses interspersed with it.

“You feel so good…” He murmured.

She made a little sound and answered him. “It feels great, it’s delicious. Owen there are people in the house. What if they come in search of me?”

Owen felt his cock straining against his clothes.

He nibbled her lips. “I need you badly.” He was circling her clit with his thumb and working his fingers in her. She began to thrust on his fingers and held his waist hard. It made him smile against her lips as her fingers pressed hard into the sides of his body. Suddenly she was groaning softly, her mouth by the side of his. Her hips thrust and he realized she was coming. Knowing this made him harder and he groaned as she finished. He held her for a few moments waiting to judge if he should pull her down onto the floor and fuck her. His thought sent spikes of desire into his cock and up between his legs.

Cathy took his fingers gently from her body. She kissed his lips and then she pulled his jeans and shorts down to his knees. He helped her thinking she would back him against the window and straddle him, but she dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming and he moaned as he held her head, his hands bunched in her hair. He thrust his hips towards her mouth as she sucked him and her fingers curled around his thighs. She ran her fingers over his buttocks and then between his thighs as she sucked. Owen felt his orgasm build. It started between his legs and then spread to his sac, his cock, his legs. It overtook him in a huge wave of delicious feeling that had him breathless as he it went on and on when Cathy stroked his thighs.

They both became still at the same time and then Cathy was taking his cock from her mouth. She started to stand and he helped her. He looked at her lovingly as they both pulled their clothing back into place. He wanted to cuddle her to his body, stroke her disheveled hair back behind her ears. Kiss her ears. He moved to her as she zipped up her jeans and felt behind her back to clip her bra. He held her face. “That was so good Cathy, and so helped me. I was miserable for a while, and you’ve made me happy. It’s made me happy meeting you. I want you to know…” ‘What do I want her to know? That softness fills my heart when I see her. That I actually find her lovely, sexy…that I want to fuck her…’

“You’re special to me,” he finished.

Cathy was looking at him and in her eyes he read affection, attraction.

“I have to go. I’d rather stay and snuggle up to you. Find out more about you, because you’re special to me too, but the locksmith will be here again. The cleaners are down there.”

He nodded. He knew the truth of her words.


Copyright Elodie Parkes 2013


TheOldStarcoverREALsmllerI’m running a celebration prize draw because I am so excited about this book.

First Prize, WIN a $25 Amazon gift voucher to buy what you want and the kindle copy of ‘The Old Star’ gifted from Amazon


Second prize, WIN a kindle copy gifted from Amazon of both ‘The Old Star’ and ‘The Winter Girl’ the latest release erotic romances.





WinterGirlC1RGB98smallromRLily Prescott is only just over a relationship break up when she decides to take up residence in a house left to her by her recently deceased grandmother. Her corporate law job takes a back seat as she licks her wounds in the small country town. She looks around the main shopping street and discovers people who will befriend her, but she also runs into the town’s most eligible bachelor and secret bad boy, Starr Forrester.

Loved for his lifelong association with the town, Starr hides his methods for staying single well from his friends. He’s nearly thirty, gorgeous, a designer, owns a business and on the lookout for his ‘Winter Girl’….

Will it be Lily? What is a ‘Winter girl’?

Fun, sex, romance and a little twist of the paranormal, makes this a must read erotic romance.

Third prize, WIN the kindle copy gifted from Amazon of ‘The Last Time’

TLAsmallRRSteamy, erotic romance with a twist of mystery. Actor Seth Carbery swears he will never fall in love again, that is until he meets private detective Bethany Snow.

Something strange is going on. Seth and other members of the movie cast and crew are receiving threatening letters, but no threat has ever been carried out… yet. Bethany Snow is sent on location by the Black Agency to investigate, and guard Seth Carbery against danger.

The case is not what it first seems and even when Bethany thinks it could be over, a new twist means she becomes a target.

Seth and Bethany find they can’t keep their hands off each other.

Who is sending the letters and why? Does Seth have a secret admirer or stalker?

With steamy romance, graphic love scenes, and a quirky story of what people do for love this erotic romance is for adults only.


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Keira here again!

The Old Star sounds like a great story. I really like Cathy and Owen.

Sweet, sexy dreams.



Talking to Koo from Keeper of My Pleasure @kayelleallen #BDSM

Welcome to my blog!

Join Kayelle Allen as she interviews her character, Koo Ayakura, from the new book Keeper of My Pleasure. This BDSM romance from Ellora’s Cave features a female Domme who is older than her hero.

About the Book

komp200x329Keeper of My Pleasure features a recent college graduate, Koo Ayakura, who hires Rai Whethen as his attorney after thieves total his car and then dare to sue him. She wins, and takes him out to celebrate. Dinner leads to the hottest sex in his life, and a long-term relationship as her submissive. He adores the way she makes him feel, and the way she makes him burn. He longs to show her he has more to offer. He has a heart, and it’s hers, if only she’ll let him give it. A successful attorney in her late thirties, Rai has a penchant for handsome young men with long hair. Koo, her newest client, becomes more than her usual boy toy. He likes being tied up and whipped, and he yields the way she’d always dreamed. But he has a future ahead of him, and she’s a jaded lawyer. He wants sex, not love. Right? He wouldn’t stay with her forever. She trusts him to submit. To keep Koo, Rai is going to have trust her heart.




Interview with Koo

Kayelle:          Koo, I know you met Rai because you hired her as an attorney. What was your first impression upon meeting her?

Koo:                Her secretary ushered my father and me into her office, and when Rai shook my hand, she looked me right in the eye and held my gaze for a long minute. I about swallowed my tongue. My first impression wasn’t how beautiful she was — although it was certainly my second. My first was “Wow! This woman is powerful.”

Kayelle:          In what way?

Koo:                She’s intense. She looks at you with this steely-eyed gaze, as if she’s looking right down into your soul. I would not want to be the bad guy sitting across from her at the table. There’s something about her that lets you know if you lie — she’s going to know it before you even finish speaking.

Kayelle:          You said your second impression was that she was beautiful. Tell us about that.

Koo:                In that first meeting, I had a hard time paying attention to what she was saying. She asked me a few questions and had to repeat them because I kept thinking “OMG look at this gorgeous woman. And she’s talking to me!” *laughs* I’m sure she thought I was a space drift or that I was on something. I remember thinking that I hoped my father was paying attention so I could ask him what the hell happened later.

Kayelle:          Thieves had stolen your car that you and your father rebuilt. Tell us about the car.

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Koo:                It’s a 1963 Jaguar XKE in cherry red, and it’s the most beautiful car in the world. Not just to me. This car is in multiple lists of the one hundred most beautiful cars of all time. I’d saved all through high school to buy a car, working two jobs, and finally bought it when I graduated. Of course, when I got it, it was in deplorable condition. My dad helped me strip it down to the bare bones and rebuild it from the ground up. It took us almost two years. The day it was stolen, I had driven it to Piedmont Park to drop off some books for a friend, and I turned it off, hopped out, ran over to the part where my friend was standing, and handed him the books. He said, “Isn’t that your car?” and I turned just in time to see two guys driving off in it. It happened fast.

Kayelle:          The car was retrieved, right?

Koo:                I called the cops immediately, and I had a tracking device on it, so it was easy to find. But those jokers tried eluding the cops, and took a turn too fast. They crashed the car, and were injured. I could not believe it when they sued me, saying if I hadn’t left the keys in the ignition they wouldn’t have been tempted to steal it. That’s when I started asking around for a lawyer.

Kayelle:          And met Rai.

Koo:                Exactly. *leans back* I hated seeing my hot red beauty get torn up like that, but thankfully, something good came out of it.

Kayelle:          So what’s next for you and Rai?

Koo:                *smiles* I don’t know. But I’m sure you’ll think of something.

Buy links:

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About the Author

Kayelle Allen is a multi-published, EPIC Award winning author. She writes Contemporary Romance, Gay Romance, Erotic Science Fiction Romance, Mainstream Fantasy, BDSM, and non-fiction. She likes to attend Science Fiction conventions, and has been a speaker at DragonCon, Outlantacon, and Gaylaxicon. Kayelle is the founder of the author-mentoring group Marketing for Romance Writers, and manages the successful Romance Lives Forever blog. She is a US Navy Veteran, and founded the graphics and eBook conversion company The Author’s Secret. Kayelle is married to her personal hero, and makes her home in the southeast.

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Keira here again!

Thanks for being here Kayelle! Loved the interview. The book sounds great.

Sweet, sexy dreams.



Space opera – Yep, It’s Still Romance

Welcome to my blog! Today I have Nina Pierce talking about space operas!

Here’s Nina!

I’m a voracious reader. Okay, so that isn’t so much a confession as a statement of fact. But the truth that my reading tastes lean toward all things romantic—definitely is.


For a very long time I didn’t realize that everyone wasn’t falling all over themselves to find stories where the protagonists were not only tracking down the serial killer, but also working to deny their attraction for one another. I mean it’s not like I was picking up Harlequin books, which is synonymous with romance, I was enjoying the paranormal worlds of Jessica Andersen and JR Ward or the futuristic worlds of Anne McCaffrey or the historical settings of Amanda Quick.


Yep, some would say these are romances disguising themselves as another genre. I say poppycock. (I can use that word here, right? *vbg*) Romance comes in all flavors, including science fiction. And they’ve even got a cool term for it … space opera!


Space Opera – Subgenre of science fiction that emphasizes the romantic adventure, set mainly or entirely in outer space.  (Wikipedia)


For a science fiction junky like me who cut her teeth on television programs like Star Trek and Stargate and movies like Logan’s Run and Total Recall, this new subgenre is feeding my inner geek Goddess as well. I love the idea of new worlds where humans are fighting for their own corner of the universe and where true love can still be found.


In my newest release, A TOUCH OF LILLY ( the heroine is a Chicago detective turned bounty hunter, seeking revenge in deep space. I loved being able to let my muse loose to create a galaxy very different from our own, complete with aliens, futuristic weapons and of course a sexy hero. Yeah, there’s a sci fi feeling to the story, but at its core, this novel is very much a sexy (read that … adult) romance.


What about you? Are you a romance junky? Have you ever read a space opera before? What did you think (or why are you avoiding them)?



Ex-Chicago detective LILLY D’ANGELO has a secret she doesn’t share with anyone. A master of the one night stand, she’s given up ever finding a soul mate and thrown herself head first into her career. That is, until she captures the wrong alien. Kidnapped and sold into the sex slave trade, she’s shipped into deep space. Barely escaping with her life, Lilly now travels the galaxy working as a bounty hunter using her secret talents to bring down criminals and seeking revenge on the one male who ruined her life.


Agent DALLAS SAWYER works for deep space’s version of the FBI. After a disastrous mission that left several of his team members murdered, a president executed, and Dallas near death, he’s determined to take down the assassin targeting government officials. When a sexy human female gets between him and his goal, Dallas and his alien partner find themselves on the receiving end of a passionate night they won’t soon forget and a proposition that may very well blow up in their faces.


Because in deep space … true love can happen with just a touch.



A_Touch_of_Lilly_Cover_for_KindleDallas swigged the last of his Regent’s ale. Anyone who’d been watching would believe the human’s alcohol consumption would have him waxing the floor with his face. The fact he staggered away from the bar barely caused a ripple of interest. But when he bumped into the Braugtot alien disguised as a human female on the dance floor and made a rather lewd body motion—several aliens took notice.


“Baby! How about you dump this loser Ka’al and come home with me?” The words slurred from Dallas’ mouth as he wrapped himself around the Braugtot’s body. From the smell he even wondered if it was really female. But whatever the sex, the jealous Ka’al reacted just the way he’d hoped.


Rrracht narctch, rraollk.She’s with me, asshole. Beefy hands grabbed his shirt and flung him through the air. Dallas landed unceremoniously on the nearest table, breaking up a quiet conversation between two Xericks.


Sometimes he hated this part of the job. Dallas came up swinging. A left hook to one head and a right uppercut to the second and the male Xerick went down, taking out several unsuspecting Drikspa dancers. Dallas ducked as a chair flew.


Alcohol, male hormones and boredom created the diversion they’d hoped for. The fight spread like a virus through the tavern. Dallas avoided a tussle between two Ka’als, took down another Ickbata and made his way toward his partner, hoping Thaegan had managed to stop Lilly before she got through the door with their man. A very unladylike scream from the front of the bar confirmed that the alien had things under control in that area.


Dallas pushed his way to the door, watching Grebetz slip out onto the street, a Xerick close at his heels. “Gamma Team. Phase two. Znedu loose. Track him and report.” It was all he got out before meeting up with Thaegan and Lilly.


“Roger that,” echoed in his ear.


“I’ll let you up if you stop fighting me.” Thaegan had the woman face down on the floor, her arms behind her back. The Ka’al was more than twice her size, still Lilly kicked and bucked, trying to work herself free. As the fight around them escalated, Lilly’s body stilled, but not her mouth. Dallas didn’t know many dialects, but it was clear Lilly knew the word asshole in all thirty-two common languages of the Nebulae Galaxy and several more he’d never even heard of. He had no doubt the words she strung with it would have gotten him several weeks detention from the nuns at St. Christopher’s Academy back home.


He bent low and met her eyes. “Lilly, we have no intention of hurting you.”


The fear in her eyes softened to confusion and immediately hardened to anger.


Well, didn’t this just suck? Lilly had no idea how’d she’d gone from mentally counting her reward to a face plant on the sticky floor of the tavern. No amount of maneuvering had budged the three-hundred-pound Ka’al holding her down. And now the man who would star in her nightly fantasies for the next month stared at her with an amused expression.


Though Lilly knew fighting wasn’t going to get her anywhere, she screamed her frustration and kicked out, trying to dislodge the monster holding her down. She only managed to slam her foot into a table leg, which just pissed her off all the more. Dallas didn’t do a very good job of hiding his amusement.


“If you know the asshole doing chiropractic on my spine, could you kindly ask him to let me up?” she asked, her tone dripping with sweetness.


Dallas nodded and the Ka’al stood, hauling Lilly to her feet in one effortless move. The alien’s mahogany skin glistened with the coppery sheen of a man under stress. His muscular chest, barely covered by the deeply V’d tank top, heaved. Holding her down had taken no effort, but the energy she’d tried to use on the Znedu was still high and the Ka’al was paying the price of touching her.


Lilly’s body pulsed and throbbed. Her nipples were oversensitive and her sex tingled. There was no way in hell these two guys weren’t also feeling the effects of the current snapping in the air. If the residual energy she’d pulsed through the Znedu hadn’t done it, then her anger at being stopped at the door would be enough to have these males dropping to their knees. If only the Ka’al would let go of one of her hands, she might be able to do a little more work up close and personal.


Lilly leaned toward Dallas and yelled over the confusion, “I didn’t need saving this time either, but thank you again.”


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Full BodyUSA Today bestselling author, Nina Pierce, grew up in a house full of readers. Nina’s discovered the passionate side of romance with her sexy stories. For her, it’s all about the sweet scent of seduction mixed with the heartwarming aroma of romance.

Nina resides in New England with her high school sweetheart and soul mate of twenty-eight years and several very spoiled cats who consider her “staff”. When she’s not writing she enjoys spending time with her three grown children, one love-sick son-in-law and a heart-melting grandson.

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Keira here again.

Thanks for being here, Nina. Sounds like an interesting book!

Sweet, sexy dreams!



Cathartic Spankings in Romance

Welcome to my blog! Today I have Paloma Beck talking about spanking!

Here’s Paloma!

People (well, Spankos) spank for lots of reasons… there’s the role-play spanking, sensual spanking, discipline spanking and the maintenance spanking. Maintenance spanking is more often seen in a Domestic Discipline relationship and is the most likely to also be categorized as a cathartic spanking. They happen fairly regularly and don’t need a defined reason.

What sets them apart from the others? Cathartic spankings achieve the result of not only a red bottom but also a deep, healing sobbing. Have you ever heard that saying “Everyone needs a good cry”? Well, here’s where it can be achieved. The tears during a cathartic spanking are healing, bringing about a focus and clarity. They are like a spiritual cleansing and can bring about a wonderfully intimate moment with your partner. Of course, they are, more often than not, intertwined with sexual feelings and sensuality. But hey, who would complain about that?

Today’s romance novels are bursting with spankings… from the lighter edge to the heavier… and everything in between!

Spanking, in general, is an emotionally intense kink. On the very surface, adult spanking is all about the heat. Yet on a deeper level, the spanking can heal wounds, comfort and restore the intimacy between a couple. It’s that healing that makes a spanking cathartic.

In the latest book in my paranormal romance series, Frozen Fury, the heroine is burdened with the soul sin of Anger. On the advice of a friend who practices Domestic Discipline, her mate uses spanking as a release for her anger until they can remove the sin forever through their mated bond ritual. Here’s a sexy little excerpt to well, you know, enjoy…


Gage kneeled in front of her on one knee and took her hand. “Let me help.” His words were simple but immediately unloaded the burden she carried. Amelia was awed by this large Valendite Breed kneeling before her. His dark brown hair was cropped short and his handsome face defined with deep ridges along his cheekbones. Gage was pure masculine beauty, but she wouldn’t tell him that.

Amelia simply nodded. Maybe he actually could help her. He kissed her knuckles and raised himself to sit beside her. She didn’t give it a second thought when he patted his knee, but simply moved to sit on his lap and seek comfort. Then, to her surprise, she screeched when he tugged her across his lap as if she were a child to be disciplined.

With a giggle, Amelia asked, “What are you doing?” She kicked out her feet and held onto Gage for balance. He must be playing with her, trying to help her to relax away from her anger.

“You see, I’ve been told a spanking is cathartic, a means for releasing pent up energy. In your case, that’s anger. So I thought we’d give it a try.” Gage was very matter-of-fact about what he was doing, but since he wasn’t playful, Amelia’s anxiety soared.

“Give it a try? You intend to spank me?”


“Yep? How about ‘nope’?” Now Amelia was enraged. “How dare you think to do this to me? You have no right!”

“Oh, there’s where you’re wrong. I have every right. I’m your mate.” Amelia couldn’t see his grin, but she knew it was there. The grin he wore to say he owned the moment. And damn him, she knew he was right but she most certainly didn’t have to like it.

With her torso and legs dangling down from either side of his lap, Amelia was held firmly in place with no way to escape. She was truly at his mercy and that just made her angrier. How dare he do this?

A flush stole over her skin as Gage tugged up the ruffles of her maxi skirt. She pinched her eyes closed, waiting for his reaction when he found her tiny thong underneath. Amelia wasn’t disappointed by the inhalation of breath she heard from her mate. His hand ran over her naked ass under her skirt as the cool air nipped at her skin. She felt obscene with her skirt now around her waist and her ass bared with only her tiny scrap of a thong.

Gage rubbed along the cheeks of her ass until they felt warmer to the touch. Amelia felt her clit swell even as her bottom grew sensitive. The blood seemed to center in these two areas of her body and she couldn’t think straight. Her concentration was solely focused on her mate.

“I’d like to try this. I believe you do too but if you truly want me to stop, say so now. Right now, Amelia, is your only chance to say ‘stop’. It’s now or it’s never again,” Gage spoke with a voice of conviction that caused a shudder to pass down Amelia’s spine.

She didn’t make a sound.

Gage lifted his hand from her bottom. She was bereft of his touch for one second before she heard its descent and felt his palm strike her ass. He hadn’t held back much of his Breed strength. There was no gentleness. Gage spanked her in steady, heavy strokes. Goddess help her, tears sprung immediately to her eyes. Still, she held her tongue and refused to cry out. After at least a dozen, he stopped and softly rubbed her ass cheeks again. This time, his ministrations brought the sting to the surface in waves of heat and pinpricks of sensation. It wasn’t pleasant but neither was it unpleasant.

“You’re doing well, sweetheart, but you don’t need to hold back. Allow all of that emotion you hold inside to come out.” Gage spoke softly, coaxingly, but still Amelia held her cries inside.

The next series of slaps came in a rhythm and Amelia fell into the pattern with ease. It stung, but as she focused on the stinging, she realized the pain inside—the anger—wasn’t so strong anymore. She could take deep breaths without feeling weighted down in fury.

Her body was quivering. She couldn’t think beyond the constant sting of the spanking. Amelia raised her bottom towards Gage’s palm, instinctively seeking more. She craved more, needed the release this was providing her from the constant anger. She opened her mouth without thought and allowed the first of her cries to leave her. She let go one after another until her body shook with the sobbing.

“Good girl. Let it all out. This is what you needed, just this, just to be able to let it all go.” Gage spoke as he continued the rhythm.

Amelia did just as he said, crying softly now into his leg even as she began to feel his palm gentle on her bottom until he was massaging. She wiggled, but a single slap stopped her movement. She was too limp to move off him anyway. She relaxed into his hold and floated, not feeling anything. Content.

“You did so well. How do you feel?” Gage asked her as if she could actually think or speak. She honestly wasn’t certain she could do either in the moment.

“I-I don’t know. I feel relieved.” She also felt exposed and vulnerable but chose not to mention that. She wasn’t accustomed to any of these emotions and needed to consider them before she talked about them.

“That’s what I was going for. You see, a catharsis of sorts. I’d say I’ve successfully spanked the anger right out of you.” Gage chuckled and the infusion of his humor lightened the moment. Gage was still himself and she was still Amelia. Nothing had changed and yet, maybe everything had.


Frozen Fury


Handling device in laboratories for nuclear medicineThe seven Sinster sisters are entwined in a legacy originating back from the time of the Italian Wars in the 1500s. One by one, they’ll find their mates from the immortal Valendite Breeds and secure their place in history.

Amelia, a genetic physicist and the eldest Sinster sister, has devoted her adult life to determining the genetic anomaly of the Magdalena Circle women. The discovery means the women will no longer serve as the singular means for the Valendite Breed’s survival. However, in the wrong hands, the discovery takes on new meaning and puts their society at risk.

While investigating, Gage, a TEU weapons specialist for the Valendite Breed, accidentally shoots Amelia and then unknowingly bonds himself to her. Now with their enemies closing in around them, Amelia must fight against her soul sin to find the happiness she’s longed for. Everything shifts for the couple when Gage takes her in hand and convinces Amelia to trust in the prophecy to bring them together.






Paloma Beck is a Romance Author living a life of contradiction… she’s a happily married carpooling mom writing erotic romance. It’s almost naughty! Paloma writes in both the Contemporary and Paranormal realms, journaling the stories her characters tell her, and they are anything but PG. She dabbles in vampires, witches, menage, spanking and bdsm – all in her books, of course. Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a good book make any day better.

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Keira here again!

Thanks for being here, Paloma! Loved the excerpt. The blurb sounds intriguing.

Sweet, sexy dreams.



Sexually Repressed My Bustle

Welcome back to my blog. Today I have Sarah Cass talking about the misconception of repression during the Victorian era.

Here’s Sarah!

I’d like you to meet Jane Doe.

She’s the heroine of my historical western romance series – The Dominion Falls Series (Changing Tracks-book 1, Derailed-book 2, Dark Territory- book 3).

At first glance, she’s a right-proper woman. “Properly” repressed. Dresses like a schoolmarm with her high collars, layers of petticoats, corsets and such.

But Jane is sort of the epitome of the great lie of the Victorian era.

She is proud of her sexuality (and a bit of an exhibitionist). It causes great scandal and rumors in the town, but she has no qualms about her very hot relationship with the owner of the local saloon/brothel.

At the same time, she goes to church on Sunday, performs charitable acts across the board, and is well liked by most of the town.  She doesn’t let herself be ostracized by it, because she accepts what she is.

There’s a great rumor that people have tried to call me out on, that the Victorian era is ripe with sexual repression. That my ‘proper’ woman wouldn’t be so open about what she’s doing.  That the brothel would be frowned on far more than it is, especially by Jane – who is, by all accounts, a strong and intelligent woman. Why would she take up with a man that ‘owns’ women?

First off, the Victorians might have liked and appreciated that we think they were so repressed.  Holy cow, they weren’t.  It’s all about keeping up appearances, but porn was rampant back then.  With the invention of the camera especially.

Did you know that back then men were expected to “ease” themselves?  It was rather expected of them because men’s needs were supposedly greater than women (pffft, whatever, right?).  Brothels were a staple, especially in mining towns like Dominion Falls.

Does Jane like that there are whores?  Well, no…but she also is smart enough to know that they are a fact of life in the town.  She might rather her man didn’t ‘own’ the contracts of so many women, and she might, over time, work him over – but she can barely admit they have a relationship, why on earth would she demand he change his business?

Also – some of the literature.  Jane is a huge fan of Whitman, Leaves of Grass is always on her bedside table. If you have a chance, read “I sing the body electric” and tell me Victorian era people were repressed.

Do you like your Western women, or Victorian era women proper? Or do you like them a little naughty like Jane?


Derailed (Dominion Falls Book 2)


The sins of a past she can’t remember could destroy a present she’ll never forget.

The crimes of her forgotten past threaten the very life Jane Doe has learned to cherish.

Jane is out of time. With a warrant on her head, a maniac out for her blood, and a secret baby on the way, something has to give.

Without Cole Mitchell’s help to find the answers, there may be no hope left.

Cole has nowhere left to hide. He unwittingly let Jane into his heart, and is ready to share the secret of his dark past.

Fate has a way of playing its hand, and tragedy strikes. With the world crumbling around them, it’s easy to lose faith. If they can’t forgive past sins, they have no hope for the future.

Because the noose waits for no man or woman. 

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Sarah Cass’s world is regularly turned upside down by her three special-needs kids and loving mate, so she breaks genre barriers, dabbling in horror, straight fiction, and urban fantasy. An ADD tendency leaves her with a variety of interests that include singing, dancing, crafting, cooking, and being a photographer. She fights through the struggles of the day, knowing the battles are her crucible and though she may emerge scarred, she’s also stronger. While busy creating worlds and characters as real to her as her own family, she leads an active online life with her blog, Redefining Perfect, which gives a real and sometimes raw glimpses into her life and art.

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DerailedCover_MEDShe slowed in the middle of the street and turned to face him. Every pain surged to the front again, beating on her good intentions. She snapped, “Yes?”

“Thought you might be tryin’ to get my attention.”

“It seems I have.”


Every inch of her was shivering, but she held out her shaky hand toward him. When his hand closed over hers, her whole body stilled. Closing her eyes, she sighed and reveled in the contact. “I was wrong. About so many things.”

He yanked her close, chucking a finger under her chin to make her open her eyes again. A leer curled up his lips. “I ain’t gonna—”

The last thing she was going to do was let him bark at her, deserved or not. She grabbed his shirt and closed the distance. Her lips caressed his until he started to respond, and then she shoved him away. Already aching from the loss of contact, she stepped back.

“What the hell?”

A smirk tugged at her lips, and she took a few more steps backward. Frustration, confusion, maybe even a hint of relief. That’s what she’d hoped to see, and he hadn’t disappointed. The rest would have to wait for quiet. Would he follow?

The sound of a step after her confirmed that he would, so she turned. Her hands were still shaking, but she managed to unlock the door and step inside. Fighting the nervous flutter of her stomach, she grabbed some books to shelve.

She had so much to say, and she had no idea how he’d react. He might just walk away again. If that was the case, she’d have to accept it. She couldn’t keep putting herself through this. It was just as likely he didn’t feel the same.

One footstep. Two. The door clicked shut. Silence.

The book she held trembled as she shoved it into place. She couldn’t let him speak first. She had to get this out. “I thought it had to be without attachment. I thought I was honest with myself. With you. But it was all such a lie.”

“What was a lie?”

“All of it. I fooled myself into thinking that I could do things how I thought you wanted. But I couldn’t. I was happy. With you. It wasn’t just having you in my bed…it was all of it.”

Her eyes closed, and she pressed her forehead into the shelf in front of her. “I was happy when I realized I was carrying your child. Maybe it was stupid to feel that way, but I was. But I couldn’t show you. I couldn’t show you that you—you were the only one that made me feel.” A hollow laugh escaped. “The one man that made me feel everything and I could show you nothing.”

A tear slipped down her cheek at the lack of response, and she pulled back from the shelf. Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, she finally let herself turn toward him, trying to prepare herself for anything. “Are you going to say anything?”

“Crazy bitch.”


Right up until that very moment she’d had hope. Hope that Cole would feel the same. That she wouldn’t have to live with the gaping wound.

Crazy bitch. The words rolled through her head over and over. That was it. It was all gone. Her knees trembled, threatening to give out. She turned and gripped the bookshelf, struggling to find her voice.

She croaked like a frog, her throat was so thick with emotion. “Oh. I see. That answers my question.” She pushed off the shelf, but didn’t make it a step.

His hand clamped on her shoulder, and he turned her toward him. He tugged her close and assaulted her lips.

She gripped his coat and pulled him close. A soft whimper of relief escaped her mouth as it opened under his unrelenting demands.



Fear, desire, longing, missing, searching.

Oh, how she’d missed his touch. Every muscle turned to jelly, quivering under his strong hands. He cupped her buttocks and started to lift, and she gasped.

Keira here again!

Thanks for being here, Sarah. I don’t think they were as repressed as people thought they were either.

Sweet, sexy dreams.



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