Danita Minnis Wicked Wednesday: Cynthia Arsuaga – Born Again in Dreams

Cynthia Arsuaga visits with her latest release, Born Again in Dreams! Here’s three of my favorite words for you: Paranormal, Hot, Hunk. You simply must read Cynthia’s excerpt. I fear Merliah will burn to cinders…

Thanks for having me here today Danita.

I just returned from Virginia Beach, Virginia on Sunday for a special
high school class reunion. Actually, it encompassed five classes—1969-1973. The
entire weekend was a whirlwind of meeting old friends and by default, even some
promoting. I was so surprised that everyone sought me out to discuss my
writing! It was so exciting and I felt so humbled. See, I was the very “nerdy”
and shy girl in school. No one ever suspected that what I write now is what
they remembered at all about me. I found their surprise amusing. I rolled with
it and told them I write erotic romance more on the raunchy side. They loved
it. Next, year is our class reunion for real, not shared. We are taking a
cruise and I’ll be writing a little story about it and some of the actual
classmates will be part of the book. They are excited to find their stories
created in fiction and love the idea their “love lives” will be depicted more
on the raunchy side. I love it! An event for fun turned into a delicious idea
for another story.

To coincide with the weekend, I did a bit of research for my next story
in the Born Vampire Series. The storyline through all the stories takes place
in Virginia Beach and also Miami. The most recent release, which I’m presenting
today, takes place in Miami so the next one is in Virginia Beach. To let you
get an idea of what Born Trouble is about, here is the log line: A cowboy and
an exotic dancer are roped into a world filled with trouble.

Guess which one I did research on!

Well, that’s all I have to share with ya’ll, except for the excerpt for
my latest release, Born Again in Dreams. Enjoy!


The Master of His Domain

Sorin Bochinsky, Master and Commander of the Eastern European Blood
Family, controls everyone and everything around him, except the woman of his
dreams with the face of an angel prevents his needed rest. She’s the light to
his dark and pained existence. The search begins to find the mysterious woman
of his nightmares before he goes insane.

An Angel Awakens

Merliah Travers suffered more than serious injuries from a car accident
over four years ago. She awakens in a place where the pain and scars have
hidden her away from the world. A fantasy lover leads her out of the darkness
and into the light, then discovers a special ability acquired during the coma
has put her in danger.

Two lost, scarred souls battle their inner demons and a fanatic killer
to unite as one, to never be alone, and be born again in dreams, forever.



He stood up and pulled her to her feet at the same time. Merliah’s gaze
dropped to the waistband of his black trousers, and then to the bulge at his
groin, and with her eyes burning with intensity, he realized her highly aroused
state. He didn’t need to use his vampire skills. Their times together in the
dreams made him keenly aware of her preferences and desires. His stomach
knotted with instant need with the knowledge, causing his cock to press harder
on the zipper of his trousers, causing some discomfort. He enjoyed the new
pleasure of reading her body instead of using his senses as a vampire to
recognize them. His heart raced in anticipation of discovering the nuances of
her body from this new perspective. Like exploring virgin territory.

“Do you think anyone will see us?”

“No, I believe the trees are thick enough where we are. We should be
hidden. I can barely see the light on the other side.” His tongue slid along a
full bottom lip. “Now, let me undress you.”

As he steadied her, he reached around her back and slowly drew down the
zipper. He smiled as the dress slipped from her shoulders and down her body,
landing in a puddle on the ground. She stood before him in matching black bra
and panties. “I want to see every inch of your skin, to touch you all over.
Experience you like this is our first time.” Then he slipped one digit under
the strap of her bra and gently nudged it off her shoulder. Reaching around, he
unclipped the fastener and the delicate lacy fabric fell to the ground. Cupping
the lush flesh of her breasts, he kneaded the generous orbs until she leaned
forward against him.

“Oh, don’t stop, Sorin,” she pleaded softly.

His fingers gently traced the contours of her brow, her cheek, her jaw,
slowly moving toward the curve of her throat. Bending his head forward, he
brushed his mouth across the tingling skin, trailing tiny kisses down her neck.

“Oh yes, I want that too. Please…” Her voice trailed off.

Sorin’s grin widened. “But first, I want to taste you.” He dropped to
his knees between her legs and brushed his hand across the skin of her thigh.
“Spread your legs for me, angel.”

Without hesitation, she did as he demanded. Using one finger, he hooked
it around the elastic and tugged the slight slip of lacy fabric down over her
hips, then tore them away from her body, growling his pleasure.

“Hey, those were my nicest pair.”

“I’ll get you another.” One hand held her hip and the other palmed her
mound. He glanced up at her and licked his lips, then slipped his tongue
between her tender folds, tasting her with a groan of what sounded like relief.

She threw her head back with a hiss, “Oh God yes!”

He sucked and licked, urged on as her cries and pants got more urgent.
Pressing closer and teasing her pussy with his tongue, he then slipped a finger
into her heat and groaned as he flicked more forcefully. She squirmed under his
ministrations and arched her body into his mouth as she opened wider for him.
He spread the swollen lips and ran his tongue from the bottom to the top but
stopped just short of touching her clit. She moaned and whimpered, seeming to
want to be licked senselessly. Taking the suggestion with determination, he
licked and tugged all around the sensitive nubbin, resisting the little nudges
she kept making to push him to the point of pleasure.

Finally, she grabbed his hair. “You’re teasing me. Touch me there,” she

A soft growl vibrated in the back of his throat and he chuckled
inwardly. His angel was taking control and he’d have none of that. Bringing her
to submission was his primary goal and he’d provide the incentive for her to
succumb to his dominance. The more his lips touched hers, the more he
insinuated his control over her. As soon as she let go of his hair, he sucked
the waiting clit inside his mouth and flicked his tongue over and over until
she screamed.

“Shh, angel. You’ll draw attention to us.” He stopped and waited for
her to catch her breath then started licking and sucking again. Just when he
sensed she was about to climax again, he stopped and stood up.

“On your hands and knees, angel.” As she complied with his demand, he
divested the remainder of his clothing. He dropped to his knees and positioned
his long and thick cock at her entrance. “You’re so wet and ready for me.” Then
he ran his cockhead along her swollen folds, lubricating the tip with her
juices, and with one thrust he pushed inside her hot sheath. She groaned and
pushed back against him until he entered her just a few inches. He stopped and
pulled out and repeated again. The soft mewing noises she made indicated her
need for more, and still he stopped just short of fully entering her. He wanted
her begging and he didn’t have to wait long. His angel was a quick learner.

“Please,” Merliah cried.

“Please what?”

“Make love to me. I can’t stand it anymore. I need you inside, Sorin.”

Obliged to please, he plunged his rock-hard cock deep into her moist
heat. As her wet sheath gripped him, he roared his pleasure, which echoed
through the forest of her creation. Her internal muscles contracted around his
shaft, wringing another moan from both of them. She met his rhythm, urging him
on. The need to feel her milk him to completion pulsed through his body. “So
tight and wet.” He leaned over and growled into her ear.

Merliah tilted her head to the side, exposing the smooth, pale skin of
her throat. The desire to bite her burned inside him, but his fangs did not
descend. The beast within didn’t claw at his chest.



After four years wandering in the darkness of her mind, ready to
succumb to the grim pain, Merliah experienced such desperation, depression and
fatigue, she wanted to scream and find a way to end the misery. The strong
survival instinct brought her out of the coma initially years ago, but her
strength to fight remained hanging by a thread. This wasn’t living, awake and
aware but unable to communicate in any form was like death. When the
pitch-blackness first happened, she tried repeatedly to call out, but her voice
couldn’t be heard. Relentless, she tried over and over, to move a toe, a
finger, and she even cried to draw attention. The nurse, who witnessed the one
tear, all those years ago, dismissed the physical plea.

Merliah’s parents had her moved from the hospital to another facility.
She understood the distant voices calling the new place, Berger Institute. The
first reaction was of shock. Ohmigod, I’ve been put in an institution with
crazy people. Am I insane? She refused to believe Robbie abandoned her, but
after leaving the hospital, she never heard his sweet voice again. The man she
loved gave up and left her without saying good-bye and her imprisonment became
more painful and lonely. Her parents’ voices faded as well. Time ceased for her
and she slipped deeper and deeper into the gloomy abyss, existing on a
different plane of consciousness. She could hear and feel on the outside, but
remained in the darkness of her mind unable to communicate to her loved ones.
Time seemed to cease to exist. She’d occasionally hear the staff celebrating a
holiday, but after a few coming and going, Merliah stopped counting. The
instinctive will to survive faded.

One more cry out into the emptiness before she resigned to death’s call
was made as a last resort, and to her surprise and elation, a voice answered.
First, faintly, then it grew louder. A deep, melodic, and velvety voice broke
through the darkness reaching toward her. It was a man, with a beautiful deep
tone. His voice consoled her, wrapped around her and pulled her toward the
light. She cried tears of joy and then a slight fear overtook her thoughts. Am
I dead? Is he the Angel of Death from the stories I’ve read?

Up to that point, everything that made sense in her black world
evaporated. Minutes, hours, days, months slipped by slowly and now someone
reached out to her. How long she wandered aimlessly in her mind, often time
curled up in a ball in the depths of the bottomless pit, she didn’t know. Time
meant nothing without any reference point. The sweet-sounding, shadow man had
found her, and brought her into the light. Who was he and how did he find her
when no one else could? She didn’t know and didn’t care about the details. He
had found her, the only thing that mattered.

From the murky shadows, arms outstretched to clasp on to reality. She
jolted when his cold hand touched hers, swiftly pulling her toward the light
with his commanding voice guiding the way. Feeling the strong power moving her
forward, she feared he was the Dark Angel of Death and not salvation to the
world she had known before the blackness became her present life. She pulled
back from the stranger, frightened more than relieved. As she battled with the
fear, she glanced up but was unable to view his face, only sense the touch
which set her skin afire.

Several seconds ticked by, and a little more of the self-control eroded
away. His dominant presence began to put her at ease, and with one foot in
front of the other, he guided her through the prison of hopelessness.

“Come with me, you’ll be okay. I won’t hurt you.” The voice spoke
softly, a low, lyrical, and heavily accented one. Where is he from?

The power he exuded surrounded her again and his efforts to save her
worked as she fell under his spell and into the tight embrace. Fear, anger and
desperation had driven her to this desperate position. She either had to trust
him to lead her home or believe he was Death, or allow him to eliminate the
misery of her present existence. Either way, the hellish nightmare would end.
Could she leave the nightmare and be born again in dreams? Apprehension still
held her back because he could be nothing more than wishful thinking on her

“You scare me. I called out for a long time and you’re the first person
to answer my cries. Am I dead?” The words were tentative, barely above a

“I don’t sense you are. Blood runs strong through your veins. Your skin
is warm and your eyes are bright. You are definitely alive,” the shadow man’s
velvety voice soothed her.

Ohmigod, this man’s voice could melt icebergs. He certainly did a good
job of bringing life back into her desolate reality. Merliah’s senses screamed
as if she were freefalling over a cliff, becoming light-headed and the wind
knocked out of her lungs. Between his seductive words and the sensuous touch,
the hunger of desire clawed her insides to be released. The arousal continued
with thin fingers tickling up and down her spine. The light touches lit nerve
endings on fire and caused her pussy to contract. Her clit ached for attention,
a simple caress to ease the need she had not felt in God only knows how long.

The world she once remembered swirled in heat and desire. She swallowed
hard and tried to stifle the passion down building in her core. The power of
his presence shoved right back. Merliah stumbled backward and gasped as the
energy surged upward when gazing into the glowing red eyes piercing through the
darkness. The stare was one of a predator, a carnal stare which stole her
breath and sent her head spinning. She tried to breathe through the fire
consuming her.


About the Author

Cynthia resides in Orlando, Florida, the land of magic, surrounded by
the treasured gems in her life, a caring, loving husband, dutiful and loyal
daughter, and precious, delightful granddaughter. Oh and not to forget her
mischievous Yorkshire terrier, Thumper.

Cynthia was a “Navy Brat” calling a different port home every couple of
years—from Southern California, to Boston, to Virginia, to Florida. She
developed wandering feet and diverse interests, and passionately incorporates
those experiences into her stories, bringing characters to life, and eloquently
sharing the vivid images of her mind with her audience.

Cynthia’s debut release, Born to Be Wild, came available January 12,
2011 and can be purchased at www.store.secretcravingspublishing.com. The list
of releases available by her has grown. Born Again in Dreams is her twelfth
release with Secret Cravings Publishing and more are on the schedule for
release in 2012 and 2013.


Other Books by Cynthia

Born to Be Wild

Born to Play

Top Dog

Love and Death in the Big Easy

A Gift of Love

Texas Heat

The Cougar and Her Vampire

Vampire in Paris

Echoes in Eternity

Nightfall: Fantasies Fulfilled

Christmas with a Stranger (Free)

Five Hearts Anthology




Blog: http://romanticwordsbycynthia.blogspot.com

Website: http://cynthiaarsuaga.weebly.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CynthiaArsuaga?ref=tn_tnmn

Twitter: https://twitter.com/#%21/CynthiaArsuaga

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/4715026-cynthia-arsuaga

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/cynthiaarsuaga/

Linkedin: http://www.linkedin.com/pub/cynthia-arsuaga/30/101/49b

Vampire Book Realm: http://www.vampirebookrealm.com/cynthia-arsuaga.html
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Romance Books 4 Us: http://www.romancebooks4us.com/Romance%20Author%20Cynthia%20Arsuaga.html

Cynthia Arsuaga

Erotic Romance Author

Danita Minnis: Guest Synithia Williams – You Can’t Plan Love

Character Interview

Malcolm Patterson has an interesting
story to tell.

What is your Malcolm

Malcolm is 6’ 2” tall, chocolate skin, warm brown eyes and full lips framed by
a goatee. He’s the senior project manager at H20 Environmental, an
environmental consulting firm in Columbia, SC. In his spare time he plays
basketball with his brother Jared and best friend Devin.


What does Malcolm
do best? What is the perfect location for this action?
Malcolm is
assertive, confident, personable and used to going after what he wants. These
skills have lead to contracts for a wide array of  projects for the firm and his tenacity is the
reason his projects often exceed expectations. He usually applies these same
skills when going after a woman, but had to curb these natural instincts when
it came to his sexy co-worker, Kenyatta Copeland—atleast until she got engaged
to another man.

What drives Malcolm to do the things he does? He works for an environmental firm because he has a deep appreciation for the environment that came from spending time hunting and fishing with his dad. He finally went after Kenyatta when he realized she was about to marry a man he didn’t think would appreciate her. He’s hidden his feelings for her for years and thought he was okay with that, but the thought of her marrying another man shook him more than he ever imagined.

You are
introduced to Malcolm. Is he happy to meet you?
Yes, as a
consultant he meets new people regularly. He is also a natural charmer. When it
comes to women, he treats them all with his undivided attention—maintaining eye
contact and engaging in pleasant conversation.


What is Malcolm’s
favorite guilty pleasure?
Eating junk food. Malcolm works out regularly and
his brother is a health and fitness expert, but he likes to sneak cakes and
candy into his diet.


How would Malcolm
describe himself?

Confident, not cocky.


What is Malcolm’s

His co-worker, Kenyatta Copeland, ever since she walked into his office three
years ago. He’s used to going after women he’s attracted to, but refuses to
engage Kenyatta in a scandalous office affair. But every time she’s near she
drives him to distraction. Not just because she’s beautiful, but also because
she works just as hard as him and cares for the environment.


Where does Malcoln
go to regroup/unwind?

He hits the basketball court with his brother and best friend.


What does Malcolm
live for?

It used to be his job—until he made a play for Kenyatta’s heart.


What will Malcolm
kill for?

Anyone who hurts or threatens Kenyatta or his family.




Few Questions for Malcolm


Give up three of
your deepest, darkest secrets.
Really? You expect me to tell the world
my darkest secrets? Let’s just say Kenyatta is the only woman with the
privilege of learning those.


If you could
have one super power in your existence, what would it be?
That’s more
like it. I’d have the strength of Superman.


A biography has
been written about you. What do you think the title would be in six words or

Going for the goal and winning.


If money were
not an object, where would you most like to live?
I’m a country
boy, so I’d stay in South Carolina or Georgia. I would have a summer home near the
Bay of Quinte in Ontario
. My brother
and I took a fishing trip there a few years ago and had a blast.


I can never back away
from a challenge
because it’s
not in my nature


The next time I don’t follow
my gut instinct
I will remember
how it almost cost me the woman I love


Why do I always tell
Kenyatta that I love her
? Because, I almost let her slip away.


My favorite
flavor is

chocolate sundae because Kenyatta
once licked it off my finger


I love Kenyatta
because I couldn’t
imagine spending my life with anyone else


How much innuendo
can you take? Why? Not much. I don’t
have time to play games. I believe in being upfront.


Name one thing
you must do before you die, and why.
Make partner at H20 Environmental. Now
that my personal life is in order I can focus on my professional goals with a
supportive woman by my side.




several bad relationships, Kenyatta Copeland decides to control her love life
with the same discernment she uses in her professional life.

firsthand the heartbreak that comes when desire and emotion rule a
relationship, Kenyatta assumes marrying Brad Johnson will lead to a stable
life. But as much as she believes she can plan her future, it’s hard to ignore
the way her boss, Malcolm Patterson, ignites her passions with just one look.
After Malcolm learns of her engagement, he makes a play for her heart and
reminds her that passion between a man and a woman has its perks … but also its
costs. When Brad suspects there’s more than work between Kenyatta and Malcolm,
he works harder to keep Kenyatta by his side. Torn between her promise to marry
Brad and her irrepressible longing for Malcolm, Kenyatta must decide if she can
live her life in a passionless marriage of convenience or once again trust her
heart. Yet Brad isn’t as perfect as he seems, and by the time Kenyatta realizes
this it may be too late.


me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/@synithiaw 


Debut Novel: You
Can’t Plan Love
August 20, 2012 from Crimson Romance

Danita Minnis – Indulge Your Muse

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3:00 a.m., when inspiration is both a blessing and a curse,
you don’t want to
quibble over who gets the Stradivarius, or who gets Angel. But some things just
cannot be ignored. Leave Angel hanging over a cliff while I get 40 winks (well,
2 winks, to be exact)? Not on her watch. Angel is no angel.

and then there’s my muse. I’ll just let her do the talking:


I’ve got an idea, and she’s sleeping… 

should probably let her sleep. Danita doesn’t like it when her muse bombards
her with musings while she’s getting those 2 winks. But this can’t wait.

too busy at work during the day to hear me. Later, we had a heart-wrenching
scene of betrayal to re-write. Honestly, it took so much out of me that I had
to leave her to it.

here she is, comfy-cozy wrapped in slumber, notepad and pen at the ready on the
bedside night table. What to do, what to do….

‘I’ll wake her up,’ Angel’s British accent is
clipped with mischief, but red-rouged lips turn up in a moue when Falcon wraps
his arms around her.

smile gratefully at Falcon, who is never very far away from his Angel. He’ll
keep her busy this night. Anyway, Danita has heard quite enough from Ms. Your
Way or the Highway. Besides, who is better than me – her muse – to get the
point across?

dream is what we need now… Orange talons reach to the sky, turning day into
fiery night. I almost turn away from this re-written scene of devastation
Danita has not yet gotten out of her system. Through the flames I go, holding
my breath through the smell of brimstone and closing my ears against the cries of
the dying.

the other side, I wait for Angel’s mum, Amelie. The flames die down as Amelie
approaches. The sky lightens to purple pink.

sighs, turning on her side. It won’t always be this way, but Amelie’s peaceful
interlude is just right for my idea.

must see beyond the storm that is il Dragone, before the blood of the Cardiff’s
was spilled. To the beginning and Angel’s father Roman and the other sentinels,
to family birthright and promises made but unfulfilled.

under the cover, a hand emerges, searching for the notepad on the night table.

is still dark but Danita will not turn on the light. She has another hour
before the alarm will sound to start her day. But this can’t wait. Now she
knows how to stop il Dragone.

puts the pen down just as the alarm sounds. Even though I am her beloved muse,
I’m feeling a bit like naughty Angel for invading her dreams. I’m away before
she notices.

will forgive me, she always does. She indulges her muse. Don’t you?


Angel blurb

Angelina is a classical violinist and daughter of a dynasty with
one passion; her Stradivarius.

Falcon wants the Stradivarius in her possession, and goes
undercover to track down a thief. But he is not the only killer in search of
the violin.

il Dragone, a devil-worshiping cult, wants revenge for a past only
they can remember.

Angelina wants to go unrecognized when she leaves her family’s
Yorkshire estate to play in a symphony in Italy. But the Stradivarius, a gift
from her deceased instructor, opens a door to hatred that is centuries old.

Falcon’s Angel is a paranormal romance of love that ended in
tragedy in eighteenth century England. That love is tested in a fight of good
versus evil some two hundred years later. This time around Falcon and Angel
have an opportunity to learn something that can put a stop to the cycle of
murder and mayhem.

Falcon’s Angel is available now. Read an excerpt here.

Liquid Silver Books: http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/books/falconsangel.htm

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Falcons-Angel-ebook/dp/B0086WG6N4/ref=la_B008EAB4Q2_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1344173645&sr=1-1

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/falcons-angel-danita-minnis/1111632374?ean=9781595789426

Cardiff Family Series

am editing Entwined, the second novel in the Cardiff Family series. Angel’s
parents wait somewhat impatiently to explain her unique ancestry in their story.
Her uncle is on the verge of becoming immortal. He and I are still debating
that outcome in Book Three: Dark Rising.

Danita’s Bio

If you asked me which is easier, writing songs or writing novels,
I would say it was the former.
Melodies and rhymes are second nature. What my
characters want is another thing entirely. With my debut novel,
Falcon’s Angel, I learned to listen to
my spunky heroine and sinfully
confident hero. They’re funny and in danger, and that’s just the way they want
it. Lesson learned: don’t try to save them.

When I’m not writing, I exercise my lungs at my
son’s soccer matches and our favorite theme park, because everyone knows it’s
easier on the stomach to scream your way down a roller coaster.

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Falcon’s Angel Tour & Giveaway: The Winners!

But first…a Special Thank You to some really great folks who helped make my first tour a success. If you don’t know them already, you need to meet them, tweet them, or blog with them. In name order, just follow your ABC’s

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Now, on to my fabulous winners! Their prizes are winging their way via cyberspace!
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4. Lindsay A. – a copy of Falcon’s Angel

Elodie Parkes: Millie Reinvented & The Horoscope Writer

Welcome Elodie! Tell us a little about why you
write erotic romance.

I started writing when I was seventeen. I
never did anything like submitting to publishers etc. until I was about twenty-five
and then queried to no avail.

I started writing again seriously a couple of
years ago because I had so many stories in my head.

I have published three erotic romance books
to date and I am working on another book right now.

They are available on Amazon kindle. I love
eBooks myself, and it’s rare now for me to buy a paperback or hardback.

I read heaps myself from across all types of


For my own writing people and emotions
inspires me. The complexity of life spurs me to write.

I find the world harsh. There’s not enough
love in it. Lots of people never find love. I write love stories with happy
endings to spread a little lightness around.

For instance my book ‘Millie
inspired through my day job.

I was talking to a young woman who was in the
antiques shop where I work and she was buying a little sculpture of two lovers
kissing. She said she had to have it because it was so nice to look at, as her
husband didn’t even kiss her anymore. I couldn’t say anything I just wrapped
the item, and stored the thought until the story burst out onto my laptop.

My books fall into the category of erotic
romance because I do write the sex scenes graphically and that’s because I want
the love the characters feel to show up properly in my stories.

I think too that readers have become used to reading more. They don’t
want the description of the romance to stop at the bedroom door.

My latest release ‘The Horoscope Writer’ was inspired by signs along a country road
when I was out driving one day in another county.

The main characters just started to flow into
my head and by the time I had driven home, which was a three hour journey
through the countryside, I had the book and characters completely ready.

Dominic Reed the horoscope writer is
desperate for love. He doesn’t know he has never had the kind of love he
suddenly finds with Cassie the female lead character. It ignites a sexual
passion in him he didn’t know he could feel.

My books do contain graphic sex in the love scenes but they are love
scenes, romantic and the characters are driven by love.

‘The Horoscope

is about a man, Dominic, who is a writer and has lots of different writing jobs
for magazines amongst which is that of horoscope writing. He is a lonely soul,
living in the country on a funny country lane where a few artisan’s workshops
are. Fortunately he has a friend there too, Jeremy, who has a workshop, design
studio there on the lane.

Dominic is lonely. His last relationship
broke up a couple of years prior to the opening of the story and he really
wants love.

There is a workshop to let on the lane and
Cassie comes along to rent it.

Dominic is instantly attracted to her when he
sees her in Jeremy’s office and she finds Dominic irresistible.

There is a mild paranormal streak running
through what is an erotic romance because Dominic has been influenced by his
great uncle who was also a horoscope writer.

This is a love story, erotic and enticing.

EXCERPT 18+ From The Horoscope Writer


“Can I get you anything Cassie? Coffee?”

She smiled at him thinking he had perhaps
changed his mind about going to bed together.

“Okay coffee is good” she answered.

Dominic washed his hands and made coffee.
Cassie watched him.

“If you’ve changed your mind Dominic it’s
okay”, she told him. It was what Dominic needed.

He went to her and held her head to kiss her.
The kiss was like nectar to Cassie and she began to put her hand up inside his
sweater to reach his skin. Dominic held her head with one hand kissing her
almost desperately as he used the other hand to unzip her jeans and push them
down her thighs. Cassie unzipped his jeans. Dominic felt almost lightheaded, he
couldn’t stop kissing her, and he put his hand down inside her underwear to
press his palm against her lower stomach.

Cassie gasped and searched for a way to lower
his jeans and feel his hard bottom. She felt his fingers reach her entrance and
she parted her legs a little so that he could push them into her.

Dominic’s voice was a whisper.

“Cassie let’s go to bed. I want to feel you
naked against me. I need you”.

She nodded slightly as his face was still
against hers. She moaned involuntarily as he took his fingers from her.

Dominic took her jacket, and put it over the
back of a kitchen chair.

Cassie pulled her jeans up leaving them

Dominic held her hand to lead her up to his
bedroom. The staircase was surprisingly wide, and they could walk up there side
by side. Dominic’s room was at the end of the landing, and he pushed the door
open with the side of his body as he turned to hold Cassie again and kiss her.

Somehow, though it wasn’t clear how to either
of them when they thought about it later, they undressed, and lay clasped
against each other on the bed breathing into each other’s mouths when the
sensation of being skin to skin overwhelmed them for a few moments.

Dominic traced his fingers down her stomach
reaching her entrance to find she was wet for him. His lips found hers and their
tongues touched gently as his fingers began to work magic on Cassie. She moved
against his palm and made little sounds into his kiss as she reached for him.
He thrust into her hands and they both groaned with need.

“Cassie wait I’ll find a condom”, he said, as
she began to whisper her need to him.

“Dominic I need you inside me now”, she
whispered over, and over as she kissed him.

Her hands felt cool on him and he was still
thrusting his hips as he moved his fingers in her. Cassie was close to coming
and she kissed Dominic shaking a little against his lips.

“Dominic I’m going to—”. He knew, and he
decided to give her that first.

He kissed her tenderly and moved his thumb
over her bud, his fingers deep inside her. “Cassie I know, let go, do it”, he
whispered, and left his lips soft against her mouth as she moaned and thrust on
his fingers coming. It seemed to last a long time and Dominic liked that. He
looked at her with love as she finally opened her eyes and smiled a little at

He wanted to be inside her and he reached
over her to the drawer in the bedside table to find a condom. He couldn’t find
one, and because he was kissing Cassie as she stroked his erection, he stopped
kissing her to look into the drawer. Cassie took the opportunity to move down his
body and take him into her mouth. She felt his intake of breath as she did it
and held his hips still before moving a hand to hold him low on his shaft and
suck him.

Dominic let the feeling of complete pleasure
soothe his worry about not finding a condom. He held Cassie’s head gently with
his hands in her hair. As he looked down at her, Cassie shifted her body and
moved her leg over his so that he could feel her entrance wet against the top
of his shin. Her hair fell over his lower stomach. She was doing amazing things
with her tongue and his gaze fell on the lovely curve of her bottom and length
of her satiny thighs. Dominic felt his orgasm rise up from his thighs as
Cassie’s hair feathered across them. The sensation rippled up him all the way
to his lips and he groaned. Cassie kept him in her mouth until she knew he had
completely finished. She had never known quite what to do with the mouthful of
seed and this seemed like such a lot. Without thinking too much about it she
swallowed and then kissed up his stomach and chest until she nuzzled against
his throat.

Dominic could feel her moving gently against
his thigh and sighed at the pleasure it gave him to feel her damp entrance on
his skin.

“Cassie”, he whispered, as she sucked a
little at the base of his throat.

She waited.

“Cassie”, he whispered again, and he lifted
her gently up so that her head was level with his. He kissed her tenderly and
then kept her cuddled against him. They both closed their eyes and lay quietly
together until they slept for a short time.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2012 

Elodie Parkes

Elodie lives in Canterbury, United Kingdom. It’s famous for the Cathedral, Chaucer, and there is a UNESCO world heritage site, which includes the ancient ruins of St. Augustine’s Abbey and St. Martin’s Church. There is also a ruined castle. It’s a pretty place too and the coast nearby is great.

She works in an antiques shop and writes. Elodie has two dogs that keep her fit with their need for walks. 

Elodie writes romance, contemporary and always erotic with a twist of mystery, paranormal, and suspense now and then. She likes to make the story unusual in some way, by a quirk in the tale.  

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Danita Minnis: Falcon’s Angel Tour and G*I*V*E*A*W*A*Y Day 3 – Sugar Free Reading

The tour continues at Marilyn’s Sugar Free Reading Blog! Come see why I believe not all witches are bad. 

Oh, and Falcon and Angel are tussling again…they love that kind of stuff.

I’m having so much fun sharing my journey of discovery, inspiration and my hero and heroine, Falcon and Angel. And it’s great talking to you wonderful readers!

Tour Schedule

Wed. Sept. 12th-  The Cover and Everything in Between

Thur. Sept. 13th-  Romance Lives Forever

Fri. Sept. 14th-  Sugar Free Reading 

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Danita Minnis on Romance Lives Forever – Day 2 Tour & G*i*v*e*a*w*a*y!

The tour continues as I visit Kayelle Allen’s beautiful blog Romance Lives Forever – come talk to me! I am doing giveaways at all tour stops!

Tour Schedule

Wed. Sept. 12th-  The Cover and Everything in Between

Thur. Sept. 13th-  Romance Lives Forever

Fri. Sept. 14th-  Sugar Free Reading 

Join me and I will take you on a journey of discovery to my inspiration, my hero Falcon and my heroine Angel. Enter a comment and your email address for a chance to win a copy of Falcon’s Angel or a $5 Amazon gift card. Visit all stops on the tour to increase your chances of winning and remember to leave an email address so I can contact four lucky winners!

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Danita Minnis: Falcon’s Angel G*i*v*e*a*w*a*y! Sept. 12th & 13th

I am so excited to be on the road with my paranormal romance debut Falcon’s Angel, hosted by the Mistresses of Passion. Meeting great readers like you just sweetens the pot – I am doing giveaways at both tour stops!

Tour Schedule

Wed. Sept. 12th-  The Cover and Everything in Between

Thur. Sept. 13th-  Romance Lives Forever

Join me and I will take you on a journey of discovery to my inspiration, my hero Falcon and my heroine Angel. Enter a comment and your email address for a chance to win a
copy of Falcon’s Angel or a $5 Amazon gift card. Visit both stops on the tour to
increase your chances of winning and remember to leave an email address so I
can contact four lucky winners!

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Gemma K. Murray: Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart

Character Interview

Anastasia has an interesting story to tell.

1.     What is your Anastasia like? Oh goodness, Anastasia is sassy, brazen, and bold. She’s the daughter of a puma shifter and a witch, so her life hasn’t been exactly easy. She has the wonderful ability of being all warm and feminine, but her backbone is made of pure steel.

2.     What does Anastasia do best? What is the perfect location for this action? Ana puts up with the Golden boys. They’ve been her pseudo-brothers since she was 12. I love the way she gives all of their teasing right back to them. 

3.     What drives Anastasia to do the things they do? Her love for the family who took her in when she was orphaned. She is so dedicated to showing them she is appreciative of that fact without being overly so.

4.     You are introduced to Anastasia. Is she happy to meet you? Heck, no!*grin* Ana and I didn’t see eye to eye from the start. She was bound and determined I had to tell her story, but as soon as I went off course from where she intended to lead me, she shut down. She may be a little happier to see me now, but I can’t make any promises.

5.     What is Anastasia’s favorite guilty pleasure? Sweets! Ana loves everything sweet. From her cinnamon rolls to pancakes to her chocolate (Book 2), Ana cannot get enough sugary things. Oops, she whispering to me, “Don’t forget about my man, Bowie. He’s kind of sweet, too.”

6.     How would Anastasia describe herself? She says she is pure pussycat until you cross her. She loves her family and would lay down her life if she needed to in order to keep them safe. She’s intelligent, but she’s worried her witch skills will kill somebody someday unless she learns her craft.

7.     What is Anastasia’s weakness? Her heart. Ana loves so easily, but it takes her a long time to trust people.

8.    Where does Anastasia go to regroup/unwind? Either the woods around Cedar River or the lake. She can clear her mind and let loose.

9.    What does Anastasia live for? Her family and the community of Cedar River

10.  What will Anastasia kill for? The same.


A Few Questions for Anastasia

1.      If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be? I’m a puma shifter with witch powers. I think I’m pretty awesome as is. 

2.      A biography has been written about you. What do you think the title would be in six words or less? Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart.

3.  If money were not an object, where would you most like to live? I would live exactly where I am, Cedar River, Michigan, Upper Peninsula, USA.

4.      I can never leave Bowie because he is the love of my life.

5.      The next time I want to drive Bowie crazy, I will steal his ’69 Camaro and lead him out onto an old country road so I can seduce him.

6.  Why do I always insist on teasing Bowie? (Because it is so much fun.)

7.      My favorite flavor is real maple syrup because it reminds me of Mama’s breakfasts.

8.      love being a puma because I have the ability to see things normal humans may miss.

9.      How much teasing can you take? Why? I can take a lot. I grew up with Bowie and his three brothers. They can drive a girl crazy, trust me, but I learned early on to hand it right back to them.

10.  Name one thing you must do before you die, and why. Make sure that Cedar River and the surrounding world is safe for my children and grandchildren. Why? Don’t you want the same for your family? There areso many close-minded people who just can’t stand it if someone is different. Cedar River and its residents aren’t perfect, but they loved me and kept me safe. Every child should know that sort of life.

Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart blurb:

The Upper Peninsula of Michigan seems like it is another country. The rawness and beauty of the land draws people from every walk of life. What most people don’t realize is there is a little town nestled on the banks of Lake Superior that an entire group of supernatural beings call home. Shifters of every shape and size live there. They raise their families there. Tourists come from near and far to visit the quaint town of Cedar River, Michigan. The tourists never realize they are walking among some of the most unusual beings on earth.

Bowie Golden is a dragon shifter who is in charge of Cedar River’s safety. Until now, the biggest threat to anyone’s safety was Anastasia Plum, a witch/puma-shifter. She has been the town hellraiser since she was a teenager. Now someone has discovered the secret the residents of Cedar River keep for one another. These radicals are determined to eradicate the entire town. It’s up to Bowie to keep them all safe.

Ana has always idolized Bowie. She may have stirred up trouble from time to time, but Bowie or one of his brothers would always get her out of the trouble she was in. One day, it happened. The unthinkable, the unimaginable occurred. Anastasia Plum fell for the “golden” boy. What an unlikely duo- the sheriff and the hellraiser!

Just as these two discover their passion for one another, a group of people is determined to keep them apart. It’s up to Ana to prove that she is the only Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart.


Gemma’s Bio:

I was born and raised in a small town in lower Michigan. A farmer’s daughter, my greatest ambitions were to become a large animal vet and to read every book ever written. The veterinarian dream fell by the wayside, but I’m still working on reading every book I can get my hot little hands on.

But I’m a dreamer…I love to sit and look out the windows, daydreaming about what could be. I love getting tangled in my dreams when I fall asleep at night. That is how Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart came to be. It started with a dream and spun into something beautiful.


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