"Gabrielle Holly spins her stories in a way that will take you on an emotional rollercoaster you'll never forget!"
~Paranormal Romance Junkies

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Santa's Little Helper Cocktail

Christmas Eve usually finds me sitting cross-legged on my bed, buried beneath wrapping paper, ribbons, unwrapped gifts and unstuffed stockings. This year I finished my Yuletide duties early and had time to crank up the Christmas tunes, kick my feet up on the coffee table, and enjoy a little holiday cheer. I hope you’ve all been Naughty and Nice.
Happy Holidays Darlings!

Santa’s Little Helper
·        1.5 ounces Coffee-flavored Liqueur (I used Kahlua)
·        0.5 ounces Peppermint Schnapps (I used Phillips)
·        0.5 ounces heavy whipping cream
·        8-10 ounces strong hot coffee (I love Dunkin’ Donuts brand)
·        1 dollop whipped cream
For an extra festive touch, garnish with a candy cane!
Combine Kahlua, schnapps, whipping cream and coffee in a mug and stir lightly. Top with a dollop of whipped cream. Sip while reviewing your Naughty & Nice list. Repeat as necessary.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

An Erotic Giggle ~ Oh My!

I adore actor George Takei. I stumbled across this video of him reading excerpts from "Fifty Shades of Grey."

I hope you'll take a break from the Yuletide hubbub to enjoy this funny little clip.

Holiday Hugs Darlings!

Saturday, December 15, 2012

The CranTini Cocktail

Hello Darlings!
This week’s cocktail is the CranTini ~ a Yuletide twist on the martini. I adore cranberry juice cocktail as a mixer and this is such a pretty and festive drink, I just had to give it a spin.
And now, in the interest of full disclosure: I am not a fan of vermouth. I tweaked and tasted and tweaked some more and the version that’s most palatable for me has almost no vermouth… okay, that’s an overstatement. It had absolutely no vermouth. My husband liked the vermouth’ed version just fine.
My version also doubles the amount of orange liqueur and cranberry juice cocktail found in most recipes. I know, I know… it’s sounding less and less like a martini, but if I’m not sipping my standby Windsor & Diet Coke, I like my cocktails smooth and easy to drink. Traditionalists - feel free to keep the vermouth and reduce the measures of orange liqueur and cranberry juice cocktail by half ~ you won’t hurt my feelings.

The Cranberry Martini
·         1.5 ounces vodka (I used Stoli)
·         1 ounce orange liqueur (I used Grand Marnier)
·         0.5 ounce dry vermouth (OR NOT, but if you want to… I used Martini & Rossi)
·         4.5 - 6 ounces cranberry juice cocktail (I used Ocean Spray)
·         1 Cup ice
·         Whole Cranberries & Orange Slice for garnish (optional)
1.     Combine vodka, orange liqueur, vermouth, cranberry juice and ice in a cocktail shaker then shake vigorously to chill. Alternative Mixing Procedure: I opted for the anti-007 stirred method.
2.     Pour into martini glasses and serve.
3.     If desired, garnish with a whole cranberries and an orange slice. (Highly recommended, just for prettiness).
Serves two-ish.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Erotic Romance or Porn?

My hackles are up. I recently got a message from an acquaintance inviting me to coffee. Neck deep in writing, I asked for a rain check. I wrote back, “Let’s try to get together next week. Right now I’m focused on working out a tricky plot point.” His response was, “Plot? I thought you were writing erotic romance!”
Firstly, he’d outed himself as not having read any of my books, but that’s not what pissed me off. My annoyance came from his assumptions about the genre as a whole. The implication was clear: “Those Books” are just a collection of sex scenes strung loosely together… in a word – “porn.”
Anyone who’s actually read erotic romance (and certainly those of us who write it for a living) knows that it’s not masturbation material populated with cardboard people whose only function is to serve as a collection of body parts to stick into one another. These books are full of multidimensional characters with the full range of human emotions, stories that compel, and – yes – plots.
I tried to give the guy the benefit of the doubt… walk a mile in his shoes, and all that. He’s told me that he frequently posts “stories” to BDSM boards. I read a sampling and these writings are, in fact, whack-off material. They are about nameless, faceless men and women who have sex without emotion and for no other purpose than to reach orgasm. That’s porn – I’m not judging, just observing – and the difference between erotic romance and porn is clear.
This situation made me wonder what his perception would have been if I’d identified myself as a Romance Author without the “erotic” qualifier. Would he have been surprised that my work had plots? Almost certainly not.
That got me to thinking about the difference between “mainstream” fiction and erotic fiction. Both require complex characters that people care about in situations that make readers want to find out what happens next. The difference is that in one the reader is left out in the hallway while the characters go into the bedroom and close the door. In the other, the reader can peek through the keyhole.

To me, describing the act of sex is a natural storytelling progression. I would be bored to tears if I read about characters attending a feast: “And then they ate the appetizer. And then they ate the second course. And then they ate the main course. And then they had dessert.” I want to read how and why the characters got there and what they’re feeling. I need a detailed description of the rich color of the shrimp, the velvety mouth-feel of the soup, the savory aroma of the meat, and the decadent sweetness of the dessert... Without that, it’s just porn.
All three books in my Paranormal Erotic Romance series - Ghost Encounters - are available now. Drop by the website for excerpts and purchase links. Like all of my books, each one in this series has characters you'll care about and one hell of a plot!
xoxo ~Gabrielle

Friday, December 7, 2012

Hot Toddy, Anyone?

This week’s recipe is all about curiosity. I’ve always wondered about the storied Hot Toddy. Until tonight, I wasn’t even sure what was in one. After some poking around in my mixology books and surfing the Internet, I learned that this seasonal drink has many versions. I wanted to stay close to traditional, but with a tweak or two to suit my taste. That said, I have to admit, Hot Toddies really don’t suit my taste at all. I found the cocktail a bit too medicinal-tasting for my liking. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised – I learned that this concoction is an old-school remedy for sore throats. But, I suspect its “medicinal benefits” have more to do with wanting an excuse to imbibe on a cold winter’s eve.

The Hot Toddy
1 cup strong tea
1 Tablespoon (+/-) honey
1 Tablespoon lemon juice
1 ounce alcohol (whiskey, rum, or brandy)
Lemon for garnish
Cinnamon stick for garnish
Cloves (optional)
·         Prepare a strong cup of tea.
·         While tea is steeping, add honey, lemon juice and alcohol into a footed mug and stir.
·         If desired, drop three whole cloves into mug (or a tiny sprinkle of ground cloves)
·         Stir in tea, garnish with lemon (wedge or curl) and cinnamon stick.
·         Serve hot
My husband and I experimented with a couple of variations on the theme:
·         We tried it with spiced rum and with Canadian whisky. My husband preferred the rum, I the whisky.
·         We tried the drink with and without the cloves and both agreed that the cloves were just too much and better left to the pumpkin pie filling.
·         He felt a Tablespoon of honey was too sweet – I thought it was just about right.
·         We both agreed that a full Tablespoon of lemon juice is a too much. It really did make the drink taste like a cough drop.
Overall, I’m glad I tried the Hot Toddy – if for no other reason than to satisfy my curiosity. However, the next time I’m in the mood for a hot cocktail, I’ll opt for my old standby – The Irish Coffee.
Hugs Darlings!
~~~ Gabrielle

Friday, November 30, 2012

The Big Lebowski White Russian Cocktail

The White Russian Cocktail á la The Dude 
I love "The Big Lebowski." Jeff Bridges plays The Dude with such earnest and I think his line, “Nothing is fucked here,” is a marvelously poetic version of “All is well.” It’s among my favorite movie quotes.
Check out this great moment from the movie then scroll down for my interpretation of The Dude’s signature beverage – the White Russian.

The White Russian – an Homage to The Dude

·         2 parts Good Russian Vodka
·         1 part Coffee liqueur (such as Kahlua)
·         1 part Heavy Cream
TIP: A dear friend of mine put herself through college working as a bartender. She told me that the key to mixing a great drink is using plenty of ice. That’s especially true with this sweet cocktail.
Fill an Old Fashioned glass with ice. Pour in two shots of vodka and one shot each of Kahlua and cream. Stir while repeating three times “The Dude abides.”* Lick the swizzle stick.
*You may substitute the words, “El Duderino,” if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.

I enjoy a low-carb, alcohol-free version when I’m working. Just fill a tall iced glass with leftover strong coffee (cooled), add heavy whipping cream to taste. Stir in 1 Tablespoon (+/- to taste) of sugar-free Da Vinci Gourmet Kahlua Coffee Liqueur Flavored Syrup.
Enjoy Darlings!
xoxo ~Gabrielle

Monday, November 26, 2012

Excerpt Alert! Soldier of Love

Happy Monday Darlings!

It's no secret that I'm so excited for the release of "Soldier of Love," Book One in my new paranormal erotic romance series GHOST ENCOUNTERS. General release is December 3rd, but Total-e-Bound VIP members can buy their copy now just by signing up for the Total-e-Bound newsletter. 

I thought I'd give you a little taste with an excerpt from the menage a trois scene... 


xoxo ~Gabrielle

… Toni realised that only she could see the ghost. She felt no fear. She somehow knew that John Buckman meant her no harm. She stole a glance at Thomas and saw only intoxicated bliss on his face. The soldier strode from across the room and stopped in front of them. He removed his hat and flung it on the wingchair near the bedroom window. The hat passed through the seat and disappeared into the shadows beneath.
John Buckman fixed his stare on Toni and never wavered as he began undressing. He let his weapons drop to the floor. He worked open his brass buttons and shrugged free of his shirt. He stood naked to the waist at the foot of the bed. Toni reached out towards his flat belly and expected her hand to pass through him, just as his hat had passed through the wingchair. Instead, she felt flesh so warm and solid, she wondered if a living, breathing stranger had entered her home. John Buckman disabused her of that notion by stepping back and outstretching his hands. Toni had an irresistible urge to take off her clothing. She wriggled out of her robe and pulled her T-shirt over her head. She wore nothing underneath. She ran her hands over her breasts, pausing to roll her nipples between her fingertips. Every movement was slower, more deliberate, but her sense of touch seemed magnified tenfold.
Beside her, Thomas kicked off the last of his clothes. Toni was unashamed as she looked down into his lap. She licked her lips at the sight of his thick cock standing up against his flat belly. She slowly swivelled her head and found John Buckman standing directly in front of her. He was now completely naked and his erect shaft was just inches from her face. Toni slid her hands from her breasts and slowly filled each with hard cock. She leant forward and took John Buckman’s rod into her mouth while stroking Thomas.
Thomas moaned, then asked, “Are you sucking his cock?”
Toni nodded and murmured, “Mm hmm,” through a full mouth.
Thomas moaned again in response while Toni continued to stroke him. John brushed his hand over Toni’s face, then gently pulled out of her mouth. He spoke to her with his eyes and she understood that she was to lie back on the bed. She moved up until her head was on the pillow. Thomas did the same and when he was lying beside her, he rolled up on his side and began to stroke Toni’s body. She watched Thomas’ hand as it slid up the rise of her breast. She bit her lip when his fingertips squeezed and sank into the plump flesh. John Buckman climbed onto the bed between her feet. Thomas turned and Toni thought for a moment that he could see John.
 “I felt the bed move. Is he there?” Thomas asked.
Toni looked down at John and saw a wicked grin tug up the ends of his neat moustache. He bent and began nibbling at her tender thighs. Toni gasped at the prickly rasp of his whiskers against her skin. She propped herself up on her elbows and let her knees fall open. John plunged his face between her legs and ravenously sucked and nibbled at the outer lips. Toni let her head drop back and she cried out.
Thomas didn’t ask any more questions, but covered Toni’s mouth with his and roughly kneaded her breasts even as John Buckman filled her dripping pussy with his frantically probing fingers and tongue. Toni grabbed hold of Thomas’ hair and yanked back his head.
“Suck my tits,” she commanded. The dominance in her own voice heightened her passion.
Thomas moaned as his mouth descended on her breast. He sucked at a nipple and swirled his tongue over the hard nub. John plunged three fingers into her and pulled her clit between his lips.
“Harder! Faster!” Toni demanded.
Both Thomas and John mercilessly worked her most tender places…

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Warming the Cockles of My Heart

We've been flirting with winter in the Midwest. One day we're raking leaves in short-sleeved shirts, the next we need hats and gloves. We saw the first snow flurries yesterday and I had to bundle up for my walk this morning. The cold weather and the long weekend created the perfect excuse to pour a cup of Irish coffee. There are plenty of recipes out there for this classic, but this is how I enjoy mine.

Irish Coffee
1 cup strong hot coffee
2 ounces whisky
2-3 teaspoons sugar
1 Tablespoon heavy whipping cream - floated

  Combine coffee, whisky and sugar in a coffee cup. Stir until sugar is completely dissolved. Float cream on top of coffee by pouring cream into a large tablespoon then gently lowering the spoon just below the surface of the coffee.

Stay warm Darlings!
xoxo ~Gabrielle

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Cranberry Sauce & Sexual Freedom

Happy Thanksgiving!
I have so much to be thankful for - a great family, wonderful friends and a career I love. As I was making a mental list of my blessings, I kept coming back to cranberry sauce…
I suppose it makes me some kind of gastronomic barbarian, but I so prefer jellied cranberry sauce to the whole-berry kind. I’m a bit of a foodie and I know I’m supposed to like the chunky stuff better, but I don’t.  There’s nothing like the plop of the jellied variety as it slithers out of the can and onto the serving plate. I love the slippery feel of it on my tongue and the way its tart sweetness compliments savory Thanksgiving dishes. I like to slice thick slabs of it for turkey-leftover sandwiches (add a layer of stuffing and I’m in heaven).
So why would I consider a simple side-dish preference to be something to be thankful for? Because we live in a time when it’s okay to like something even if you’re not supposed to. Not so long ago, women weren’t supposed to like sex, much less books that graphically depicted it. Romance novels – especially the erotic kind – were hidden in nightstand drawers. They were the dirty little secrets that one just didn’t discuss in polite company. The top of the bedside table was reserved for the highbrow books that everyone was reading – or at least said they were.
Now, not only is nearly everyone reading the naughty stuff, they’re talking about it with a new kind of freedom. Hang out in a pedicure chair or eavesdrop on a group of women out for cocktails and you’ll learn that some of them like their sex traditional, some a little kinky. Some want to be tied up, some dig getting spanked and some prefer to do the spanking. These acts have been going on among consenting adults for longer than any of us have been on this earth. And now it’s okay to admit it if it turns you on.
I’m not sure who or what to thank for bringing erotic romance out of the sock drawer and into the light, but I suspect there were a number of contributing factors. Certainly the 50 Shades of Grey trilogy helped mainstream the genre. The Kindle, Nook, and other e-readers took the embarrassment out of buying romance novels and made it possible to enjoy them in public without having to fold back the telltale covers. But I think it’s more than that. I think we’re all just a little less uptight about what we want and less judgmental about the preferences of others – at least I hope that’s the case.
Cranberry sauce comes in all sorts of varieties. So do books. So does sex. As long as you know what you want – and don’t hurt or take advantage of anyone else to get it – that’s something to be thankful for.
~ Gabrielle

Sunday, November 18, 2012

This Week's Lusty Libation - The Canadian Mountie Cocktail

Who doesn't love a uniformed man on horseback?

I enjoy this refreshing little cocktail in a wine glass, but I think a tall, narrow julep glass would be great too. I recommend using Windsor Canadian whisky, fresh blackberries and hand-squeezed lemon juice.

Cheers Darlings!
xoxo ~Gabrielle

The Canadian Mountie

The end table by Gabby's favorite chair.

1.5 ounces Canadian whisky
0.5 ounces blackberry brandy
1 teaspoon sugar
0.5 ounces (freshly squeezed) lemon juice
1 lemon slice (for garnish)
Fresh blackberries (for garnish)

Combine whisky, blackberry brandy, lemon juice, and sugar. Stir until the sugar is completely dissolved. Pour over ice and garnish with fresh blackberries and a lemon slice.

NOTE: if this is too strong for your taste, it can be mixed half-and-half with orange juice.

Find more yummie drinks on my Cocktail Recipes page.

Monday, November 5, 2012

"...Will Easily Get You Hot and Bothered"

As I put the finishing touches on my sixth book, I'm so grateful for the continuing support for "Dressed for Success" which was my debut novel from Resplendence Publishing 
Thanks to Beth and the Darlings at The Reader's Roundtable for a great new FIVE STAR review of "Dressed for Success!"

Beth’s Review
When Franny agrees to stage her handsome upstairs neighbor’s loft, she doesn’t realize how her fantasies of Jesse will take over her life. Little does Franny know that Jesse has been having some of his own fantasies ever since he first met her in the elevator.
                What a great way to get a girl… ask for her help using the skills she already knows and get to spend plenty of time with her in the process. The fantasies Franny has add a lot of Spice to Dressed for Success and keep the reader glued to the pages. Even though Franny’s fantasies usually get cut short, it keeps you engrossed from start to finish to see how those fantasies get to come to life later in the story.
                Jesse is an uber-sexy hunk of man who knows just how to treat the women in Dressed for Success, which include his own fantasy woman, Franny, and his female employees. He’s not only respectful, but very caring and I really like how Ms. Holly crafted that part of the story. The fantasies are hot and the actual sex, even hotter. Dressed for Success is a great afternoon read that will easily get you hot and bothered. Don’t miss it!

I like the way reviewer Beth thinks...
Don't miss it, Darlings! xoxo ~Gabrielle
About "Dressed for Success"
For as long as she can remember, Franny Campbell has been chided for her daydreaming. She always preferred to call it "creativity" and has turned her personality quirk into a successful career as a set and costume designer for stage productions and daytime television.
Fantasies collide with reality when Franny is enlisted by her handsome upstairs neighbor, former pro-football player Jesse Williams, to stage his loft and make over his clothing style in preparation for a magazine interview that could launch his fledgling limousine service, Heaven on Wheels. Franny fantasizes about the big blonde as a Norse Viking, a stagecoach bandit, and a Scottish lord, but will she ever find out if the real-life Jesse measures up to his fantasy counterpart?

New Cover for Ghost Encounters - Book 2

The Ghost Encounters series from bestselling erotic romance author Gabrielle Holly...
Follow reluctant spiritual medium Toni Bianchi as she discovers the extent of her powers over ghosts and men.  Toni’s powerful sexual energy acts as a conduit for wayward spirits and affects the mortals around her.
Her impulsive nature and misguided business sense lead her into a string of odd real estate ventures with one common amenity – each has a resident ghost who needs Toni’s special gift to help find eternal peace through earthly gratification. 
Toni is guided through her adventures by the quirky cast and crew of the hit television ghost-hunting show “Paranormal Research Team”.  Sexy host Thomas Becker hopes that Toni can help him prove that ghosts exist and he’s glad to step in when the paranormal encounters turn erotic.
Will Toni be able to manage her ghost encounters long enough to forge a lasting human connection?

This morning I was thrilled to find the cover art for "A Triple Scoop of I Scream" - Book 2 in the Ghost Encounters series in my inbox. It is another brilliant creation by artist Posh Gosh.

"A Triple Scoop of I Scream" will be out March 2013 from Total-e-Bound.  
Book 1 in the series, "Soldier of Love" will be out December 2012 and is available now for VIP pre-order.

Happy Ghost Hunting, Darlings! xoxo ~Gabrielle

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Dream a Little Dream

Dream analysis is a hobby of mine. I believe that dreams are the data-dump of the day’s events. In sleep we shut down our rigid mental force fields and all the information we took in while awake rushes through unfiltered. Seemingly disjointed images and actions and snippets of conversation swirl around before forming a weird, colorful conga line that plays out on the movie screen of our subconscious. I love replaying these odd little films and trying to decipher what the director (namely, me) was trying to convey.
I’m currently focused on wrapping up my sixth book and the frenetic creative atmosphere by day has made for some particularly vivid dreams by night. The other night I dreamed about stray dogs and driving blind. In my dream, I was rushing to an appointment – feeling unprepared and worried about being late. I said goodbye to my real-life dogs – Maggie & Riley – then made my way to the car.  On the front porch was a sweet yellow mutt. He was wet and I somehow knew that he was cold and hungry. I brought him inside, dried him off and gave him something to eat. I was rewarded with unconditional doggie love. When I tried to leave again, a second stray dog – this time a spotted hound - showed up on my doorstep. I gave him the same hospitable treatment and received the same gratitude in return. Dream-Maggie and Dream-Riley graciously welcomed the new family members without so much as a WOOF! When I was finally able to leave my new menagerie, it was in a convertible with the top down. It was nighttime and I couldn’t get the headlights to work, but I still chose to drive on by the light of the moon and stars.
My initial assessment of my overnight movie was that it was a cautionary tale about my current Work In Progress. I thought my subconscious must be warning me to stop letting in stray ideas and focus on the road ahead. The stray dogs represented unwelcomed plot changes – interlopers that kept trying to insinuate themselves into my established story structure. Driving without headlights represented my lack of a clear vision for the book.
I’ve since amended my analysis. I realized that in the dream, the strays were friendly and loving and easily merged into the existing pack. And, though I drove without headlights, the moon and stars lit the way. Because I was driving with the top down, I was treated to a cool breeze. Maybe the dream wasn’t about the importance of rigid focus at all. Perhaps my subconscious was telling me that unexpected ideas can improve a predictable storyline and that being open to seeing things in a different light will make the journey more magical.
There is, of course, no definitive answer to the meaning of that – or any – dream. The value in dream analysis is simply as an exercise to open yourself up to possibilities that by day are cloaked in common sense.
Sweet Dreams Darlings!
xoxo ~Gabrielle

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Untangling My Web

It’s been cold and rainy here in the Midwest. My suburban property is a veritable forest and the wind has stripped the leaves from the trees. The raking has been put on hold until everything dries out. Good thing too. I’ve been plugging away at a number of indoor projects while I wait.
On Tuesday I completed the first draft on my sixth book and hope to have it edited and submitted by Halloween. It’s incubating at the moment. I need to let it marinate for a few days before I dive into edits. In the meantime, I decided to give my website a little facelift. The first incarnation of http://www.gabrielleholly.com/ was very… pink – a little too Pepto Bismol for my liking.
I started playing around with some photos I’d taken before the leaves fell. I have a show-stopping sugar maple in my backyard that turns a gorgeous blaze orange every fall. The original photos were pretty, but I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if I ditched the color. Picassa’s free editing software made the whole process ridiculously simple. A couple of clicks and I had some stunning black-and-whites. The top banner on my webpages features a close-up of some of the branches and the background of my blog is a wider shot from beneath the tree’s canopy.
Once I had my images, I whipped up some navigation buttons (using PowerPoint of all things) then laid out my pages with another nifty bit of free software called NVu KompoZer. It helps to know a bit of HTML code to make it sing, but it’s nothing like the drudgery of old-fashioned web-building.
With pages now uploaded and broken links mended, I can’t think of a single thing to keep me from doing what I’m supposed to be doing… writing. Starting tomorrow morning, I’m going to hunker down and massage my Work in Progress into a novel. Alas, there is no software – free or otherwise – that will magically get me from first draft to completed manuscript. I can’t point-and-click away knotted character motivations and loose plot threads. I’ll have to plunge in and start weaving by hand.
While I’m wrestling this book into submission (that’s a pun for my editor friends), I hope you’ll take a stroll around my new site and, if you’re so inclined, drop me an email to let me know what you think.
Happy Surfing, Darlings!
xoxo ~Gabrielle

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Mr. Fix It gets Four Stars!

Thanks to Fuchsia and all the Darlings over at Long and Short Reviews - Erotic Romance (Formerly Whipped Cream Reviews) for the lovely write-up on Mr. Fix It!

Here's a snippet:

... This was a very good story, the author portrayed a not so perfect woman among cosmetically perfect ones and still showed how love can look past the surface. Not everyone is perfect but everyone deserves a chance at love, and Bill wanted Deena. Suzanne was the bitch you knew you would hate, especially with her snide remarks, and scheming ways. She couldn't stand that Bill only had eyes for Deena, especially when he had someone as perfect as her in front of him. Mr. Fix-It is an enjoyable read and if you do pick up a copy I hope that you will enjoy it as much as this reader did.

Read the full review and see what else they're up to over at Long and Short Reviews.

If you haven't read Mr. Fix It yet, pick up a copy and find out what all the fuss is about.

Wish Upon A Star, Darlings!

xoxo ~Gabrielle

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Focus Pocus

Hello Darlings,

It's turned colder and the trees are almost bare. I'm spending much less time writing outdoors, but the atmosphere is perfect for writing paranormal erotic romance. I LOVE this time of year! 

Over the past few weeks I've been so laser-focused on completing my sixth book that I've neglected checking in here. I hope to have my current work in progress wrapped up and submitted by Halloween, which means my blog posts will be few & far between 'til the end of the month. In the meantime, please follow me on Twitter @gabrielle_holly  so we can at least keep in touch 140 characters at a time!

I just got word that Solder of Love - Book 1 in the Ghost Encounters Series is Now Available for Pre-Order at a 15% discount! I'm really excited about this series. Soldier of Love comes out December 3rd from Total-e-Bound. Book 2 in the series will follow in March 2013. 

Stay focused, Darlings!

xoxo ~Gabrielle

Sunday, September 9, 2012

5-Crown Review for "Dressed for Success"

Thanks to Beth and the other fine folks at The Reader's Roundtable for the 5-Crown Review for Dressed for Success!

Franny has been fantasizing about Jesse since she first saw him when he moved in upstairs. He’s an ex pro-football player and he’s got muscles on top of muscles that she can’t ignore. That doesn’t stop her from daydreaming about him in some too-hot-to-handle scenes that keep getting interrupted before she can finish. Jesse has been doing some fantasizing of his own, but Franny doesn’t know it yet. Maybe he can relive some of those fantasies in the flesh now that he’s finally getting close to Franny.

Dressed for Success is a fun, sexy, quick read that’s got a comical plot and adorable characters. I was burning up and laughing like crazy throughout this book and it was a really great combination. The descriptive detail made everything so easy to picture in my mind, it was like being right there.

I got a kick out of all the supporting characters that always poked daggers of jealousy into Franny. She always wanted Jesse, even before she actually had him and it had to be a bit overwhelming when Jesse had all these gorgeous women surrounding him at any given time. Dressed for Success is a perfect, sensual, fun afternoon read you’ll be thrilled with!
"Dressed for Success" available now from Resplendence Publishing!

xoxo ~Gabrielle

Thursday, August 30, 2012

A Little to the Left – The Logistics of Writing a Sex Scene

People always want to know, “How do you come up with this stuff?” Coming up with the “stuff” that sex scenes are made of is the easy part. Making sure that the mechanics are feasible is another thing altogether. It’s kind of like putting together a bookshelf from IKEA. If Tab A is in Slot B, you’d better make damned sure that Tab C will still be able to reach Slot D.
Unfortunately, sex scenes don’t come with an illustrated assembly booklet. I rely on trial and error – and a willing research assistant. My husband and I had been working out logistics for many, many years before I became an erotic romance writer, so he doesn’t even blink when I ask him to put down the newspaper for a minute so I can make sure that my fantasy concepts of the joining of Tabs and Slots are achievable.
While writing “Dressed for Success” I made him pause SportsCenter so I could work out the prelude to the final sex scene. It went something like this:
 “Okay, so I’m Franny and you’re Jesse. If I’m closing the loft door with one hand here and the other hand here, see if you can stand behind me, slide your hands – no, start at my shoulders – right – now slide your hands down until they’re covering mine. Good. Now grab my wrists and cross them in front of me…”
A couple more directives later and I had the choreography worked out. He went back to ESPN and I went back to my laptop. It took less than two minutes, but it was absolutely necessary. Without that reenactment, I couldn’t have written this:
Before she turned around, Franny smelled Jesse’s clean, soapy scent. She paused with one hand on the oversized handle and the other flattened at eye level on the worn, wood door. She felt Jesse’s presence before he touched her. She closed her eyes.
He placed his big, warm hands on her shoulders then smoothly slid them down until they covered hers. Franny’s heart thundered, and she was immobilized. He guided her hands outward until her arms were straight out at shoulder level and her right cheek was pressed against the cool wood. He pressed his chest against her shoulders and lowered his head until his stubble-roughened cheek touched the side of her face. He drew back until his mouth was at her ear. His breath quickened, and the lusty cadence thrilled her.
“I want you, Franny,” he whispered in her ear.
The insistent growl in his voice caused her skin to goose bump and her pussy to pulse and grow instantly wet.
“Jesse,” she whispered, shocked by the weakness in her voice.
He laced his long, thick fingers between hers and drew her arms down to her sides then crossed them in front of her, just above her navel. He pulled her body against his and took a step backward. She couldn’t help but follow. His right hand released hers and roamed up to her breasts. He caught up her crossed wrists in his left hand, and she gratefully surrendered to his masculine will. His tongue slid out and curled around her earlobe. He sucked it into his mouth and drew it slowly between the gentle graze of his teeth.
She moaned and let herself fall back into him.
He kissed her cheek, her jaw, the side of her neck, and between each press of his lips, he whispered her name…
I’m working on my fifth book and I’m grateful to have a willing helper. My husband is patient to a fault and always drops whatever he’s doing to offer up his body for the greater good of erotic romance.
It’s a dirty job, but someone has to do it.
Happy Research, Darlings!
~ Gabrielle
Find out what happens when Franny and Jesse get to the bedroom in “Dressed for Success,” available now from Resplendence Publishing.

Also out now is “Mr. Fix It” from Total-E-Bound.

Watch for “Soldier of Love,” Book One in my Paranormal Erotic Romance Series, out December 2012 from Total-E-Bound.

Monday, August 20, 2012

New Book Cover

Just received the cover for "Soldier of Love", Book 1 in my paranormal erotic romance series "Ghost Encounters". The cover art is by the lovely & talented Emmy Ellis xoxo

Follow reluctant spiritual medium Toni Bianchi as she discovers the extent of her powers over ghosts and men.  Toni’s powerful sexual energy acts as a conduit for wayward spirits and affects the mortals around her.

Her impulsive nature and misguided business sense lead her into a string of odd real estate ventures with one common amenity – each has a resident ghost who needs Toni’s special gift to help find eternal peace through earthly gratification. 
Toni is guided through her adventures by the quirky cast and crew of the hit television ghost-hunting show “Paranormal Research Team”.  Sexy host Thomas Becker hopes that Toni can help him prove that ghosts exist and he’s glad to step in when the paranormal encounters turn erotic.
Will Toni be able to manage her ghost encounters long enough to forge a lasting human connection?
About "Soldier of Love":  When Toni Bianchi decides to chuck her high-stress career and mooching noncommittal boyfriend to become an innkeeper in a tiny tourist town, she doesn't realize that she's trading in one set of problems for another.  The inn is a crumbling money pit haunted by the handsome ghost of its former owner - Civil War soldier John Buckman.  As the hauntings get more frequent – and much more personal – Toni wonders if she’s just imagining things.
At her wit's end, Toni calls in the popular ghost-hunting TV show "Paranormal Research Team" and immediately falls for its sexy star, Thomas Becker.  Toni, Thomas and Buckman's ghost engage in an otherworldly ménage that helps the dead cross over and leaves the living wanting more.
Soldier of Love coming December 2012 from Total-E-Bound

I'm already counting the days, Darlings! I can't wait to introduce you to Toni Bianchi and the stars of Paranormal Research Team. I hope you'll love them as much as I do.

~ Gabrielle