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

Friday, November 30, 2012

The Big Lebowski White Russian Cocktail

The White Russian Cocktail รก 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