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Monday, November 25, 2013

Getting Personal With Author Kathy Kulig

This week we’re Getting Personal with Author Kathy Kulig. Kathy stopped by to talk about the writing life and share an excerpt from her sizzling BDSM romance “Summer Sins.

Kathy is also giving away a great prize package. Enter below!

About Kathy Kulig 
Kathy Kulig is the award-winning author of erotic romance and erotica. She has authored over a dozen explicit novels, novellas and short stories. She’s a geeky scientist writing steamy tales for hot shoes. Ms. Kulig’s books lean toward the spicier and dark side of romance. She resides in eastern Pennsylvania with her husband and lives in a 100-year-old Victorian home which has a garage built of rejected tombstones.

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And now, let’s get personal with author Kathy Kulig!

What’s the best part of being a writer?
Creating new worlds and new characters and having them surprise me as I write their stories. Also, I’ve made the most amazing friends through my writers groups, Ellora’s Cave and at conferences.

What’s the most challenging part of being a writer?
Finding the time to write. I write every night and weekends. I’d stay up most nights if I didn’t have to be coherent at the day job.

What is your writing process?
My process can change from book to book. Usually, I start with a synopsis and basic plot points. I have a general idea of my main characters—their conflicts, goals, fears and strengths. But the story evolves and changes as I go.

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever gotten?
Many years ago, a creative writing teacher told me I should write a book. I was only writing poems and short stories at the time. I didn’t think I had the skills to write a full novel. It took me a while, but I finally completed my first novel. Now I have 13 titles and a number of awards.

What are you working on now?
I have many projects in the works. I’m continuing my BDSM/ménage TropiX series. I have a Christmas story I’m working on for an Ellora’s Cave themed series, and also few other projects either started or in revision.

What is your most current release and what is it about?
I’m really excited about SUMMER SINS. There’s a lot of emotional angst, trust issues and risk as Emma and Master Adrian struggle to overcome their problems, explore their D/s (Dominant/submissive) relationship and find love. Although Summer Sins is part of a series, each book is a complete and separate story so they can be read in any order. In this story, Emma is researching an article about the new BDSM club called Dark Odyssey for the gossip magazine where she works. Her boss is expecting a revealing and scandalous article. Emma rather not invade the club members’ privacy and hopes to indulge in her own curiosity about the D/s lifestyle. Master Adrian is a surgeon besides an experience Dom. He’s hesitant about getting involved with another submissive after his last sub’s actions nearly cost him his job at the hospital. Adrian’s friends think Emma would be a perfect match for him, but they don’t know she works for the magazine.

What’s your ‘guilty pleasure’?
Rollercoasters. The scarier the better. Dh and I went to Disney World a few years ago and we hit Universal Studios and MGM and went on all the rollercoasters. Great rush!

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?
I like to workout at the gym, hike, mountain bike, read, movies at home and dinners out.

Thank you, Gabrielle for having me as a guest to celebrate the release of Summer Sins. This book is part of my TropiX series, a new BDSM erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave. It may not be summer anymore, but it’s always summer in South Florida where the story takes place.
Thank YOU, Kathy! It may be cold outside, but, baby, “Summer Sins” is sizzling hot!

And now, Darlings, pour yourself something cool to drink and enjoy a taste of “Summer Sins”

About Summer Sins
Master Adrian Cayne knows how to bring exquisite pain or pleasure to a woman’s body. Before he’ll take on an inexperienced submissive, he expects her to pass a series of seductive tests of increasing intensity to see if she’s receptive to his unique and dark skills. Under his command and relentless determination, she’ll relinquish control to him.
Emma is known to thoroughly research her articles for the tabloid magazine Scandal. Her latest assignment to write about Dark Odyssey, a new BDSM club, is her chance to indulge in her taboo desires for the sex she craves as a submissive. With her job and future career on the line, she has to write a lurid, gossip story. But her heart isn’t in it because she’s falling for Adrian.
Raw and hot passion draws them past guarded limits, but when secrets are revealed, trust will be the final test for true love.
Inside Scoop: Emma’s journey includes public sex scenes and watching a scene with a sadist and masochist.
A Romantica® BDSM erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave


When Adrian walked into the foyer he spotted Cynthia and the redhead standing next to her. His body immediately responded with a tug in the gut and a tightening in his groin. She was a tad shorter than Cynthia, which would put her at about five-seven. The green dress molded to her curvy body, athletic but not skinny. Fair skin gleamed with a natural glow. He lived in Florida but he was as pale as some of the snowbirds. Carter was right, he worked too damn much.
As if she sensed his perusal, she looked his way and made eye contact. Confident, intelligent eyes, but slightly vulnerable. As a sub, she’d be perfect if that was her inclination. He didn’t like subs who had no mind of their own. They were overly dependent, needy. Too bad she had no experience.
     “Hey, Emma.” Carter walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Meet our friend, Adrian Cayne.”
     They shook hands and exchanged greetings. For a newbie she didn’t seem that nervous or managed to cover it up well.
     “Emma is a caretaker at an animal shelter,” Carter said. “And Adrian’s a doctor.”
     “What specialty?” Emma asked.
     “Neurosurgery,” Adrian said. “What kinds of animals have you cared for?”
     “Mostly dogs and cats. When I worked at Animal Kingdom, I had a chance to work with all types.”
     “What brought you down here?” Adrian asked.
     “It was… A number of things brought about the relocation.” She didn’t explain.
Maybe she moved with a boyfriend and it didn’t work out. He wasn’t going to press.
     “I just love this room,” Cynthia said, changing the subject as she gazed out toward the ocean. “It’s still quiet, but on busy nights, this room is full of guests. You usually won’t see couples or groups having sex out here, just touching, sometimes getting naked. Hard core stuff goes on in the rooms.”
     “Has anyone explained the rules yet?” Carter asked Emma.
     “Not completely.”
     “An open door is an invitation to watch,” Adrian offered. “Those playing inside a room must invite you in. Guests can’t just waltz in during a group scene. It’s rather rude and you’ll probably get thrown out. If there are enough complaints, a guest can be asked to leave the club.” He watched her expression. A Dom could pick up the smallest telltales. He focused his attention on her soft, hazel eyes. She was looking at him and around the room, alert, taking in every detail. The muscles in her jaw and long neck were relaxed but she gripped the strap of her purse with a tight fist.
     Adrian had numerous encounters in here over the years. Eager subs anxiously anticipating a scene. Could she be his next eager sub? Or was she a newbie who thought she might like bondage only to freak out the moment she had to give up a little control. That was the disadvantage of taking on a new submissive.
     “Dark Odyssey was overdue,” Carter explained to Emma. “The one semi-bondage room with restraint table and swing was very popular. Patrons kept requesting more rooms with better bondage equipment.” He pointed the way toward a long hallway where the old playrooms were. He described the rules—how no, meant no. If any guest approached her and she told him no and was still pressured, then tell one of the guys in the black TropiX T-shirts.
     Adrian stood beside her. “You’re not saying much?”
     She jumped and looked up at him. “I’m taking it all in. This is new for me.”
     “Adrian!” A woman called from across the room. It took him a moment but he recognized the voice. Every muscle in his body tensed. If he had known she would be here, he wouldn’t have come.
     Jill strutted across the room in killer platform heels and a slinky silvery-white dress that was practically see-through. Her brown hair was longer since he’d seen her last, pulled back from her shoulders. More of her breasts hung out of the dress than were contained. Her rosy areolas showed through the flimsy material. Sliding between Adrian and Emma, her back rudely facing Emma, she put her arms around him and kissed him. “I’ve missed you, Master. So glad to see you’re back. Will you take me to Dark Odyssey this evening?” She lowered her head and slid her hands down his chest.
     Grasping her hands, Adrian gently pulled them away. “Good to see you, Jill. I’m with friends this evening.” He stepped back to introduce Emma, Cynthia and Carter.
     Jill gave Emma a quick up-and-down glance and apparently decided she wasn’t competition. “Would you like me to give you all a tour of Dark Odyssey?” She hooked arms with Adrian.
     “Thanks, Jill, but Cynthia and Carter will be giving us a tour.” He knew how possessive and needy she could be and he didn’t want to get into that now.
     Jill’s expression hardened with a forced smile. “Enjoy the tour. I’ll talk to you later, Adrian. I’ll be down here for a while unless I meet someone.”
     “Have a good evening,” he said. The others, including Emma said goodbye.
     “I didn’t know she was going to be here,” Cynthia said, obviously concerned.
     Across the room, two men and a woman on one of the sofas fondled one another.     The men groped her breasts and between her legs. A second later, her blouse was off and one man sucked her nipples. The woman had her hand down one guy’s pants while kissing the other man. Adrian noticed Emma watched them with parted lips.
“Anything appeal to you? Or offend?” Adrian asked.
     “I like the openness and sensual atmosphere,” she said. “I feel safe. I’m not sure if I’d get into the group thing. Although, I can’t say I wouldn’t try it. But what always interested me was bondage. I don’t claim to understand it, but I’m intrigued by it.” She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her hands were grasped tightly together.
     Adrian noticed everything. A twitch of a muscle was a clue when he was pushing his partner toward her limit. Emma had the most expressive eyes, sensual and innocent, but defiant too.
     His groin tightened again and he clenched his teeth. It had been too long since he fucked a sweet sub, drew every ounce of pleasure from her until she moaned in ecstasy. To have a sub willing to surrender, willing to allow him to push her beyond her limits was what he needed badly. Could he have a woman in a vanilla-only relationship? “You have a question? You look confused. Have you not seen a ménage before?”
     “I’ve not watched one before. I was wondering if a Dom has more than one submissive?”
     He smiled. “Depends whether he wants to be exclusive or not.”
     “We’ll show you Dark Odyssey before it gets crowded,” Cynthia said.
Like what you’ve read so far? Find out what happens next. Buy “Summer Sins” today from Ellora’s Cave, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and other fine eBook retailers

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Thursday, November 21, 2013



I’ve had such a wonderful year! To celebrate a stellar 2013, I’m giving one lucky reader a fun prize package including ALL THREE BOOKS in the Ghost Encounters Series and a $25 Amazon Gift Card. Enter below for your chance to win.

xoxo ~Gabrielle

About The Ghost Encounters Series
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”
A reluctant spiritual medium, an insatiable Civil War ghost, and a sexy TV ghost hunter create an otherworldly love triangle.
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.

About “A Triple Scoop of I Scream”
Toni finds herself the owner of a rundown ice cream parlour in an historic Wisconsin river town. The shop is haunted by the ghosts of two lovers who can’t rest until their tragic mystery is unravelled.
While Toni looks for answers and works to get the shop up and running, she finds herself drawn to her handsome neighbour, book store owner Liam Greco. Toni soon learns that Liam has a psychic secret of his own.
When the hauntings get physical, Toni enlists the help of the ghost hunters from TV’s “Paranormal Research Team” and reunites with the show’s sexy star Thomas Becker. Passion and physic energy surge when Toni, Thomas and Liam engage in a decadently delicious ménage that helps the dead cross over and leaves the living craving more.

About “Stage Fright”
Psychic medium Toni Bianchi’s love triad with sexy TV ghost hunter Thomas Becker and hot telepath Liam Greco is on the rocks. The men’s jealousies flare and Toni is caught in the middle. Faced with some tough decisions, she longs for escape. When her mysterious friend Mike Briggs asks her to help renovate the haunted movie theatre he’s just purchased, she jumps at the chance to get out of town and get some distance from her lovers.
An angry spirit haunts the old movie house seeking pardon for a crime he didn’t commit. When Toni makes intimate contact with the theatre’s resident ghost - 1950s troublemaker, Kip Monroe - she falls under the spell of his unique sexual magic. He convinces her that he was wrongly accused and makes Toni promise to help clear his name. In the process, she uncovers long-buried secrets about the living and the dead. She learns that all of the men in her life –ghosts, humans and everything in between – are just full of surprises.

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Monday, November 18, 2013

Getting Personal With Author L.J. Longo

This week we’re Getting Personal with Author L.J. Longo. L.J. stopped by to talk about the writing life and share an excerpt from the HOT male/male erotic romance “Evasive Love”

L.J. is giving away an eBook copy of Evasive Love to one lucky person. Enter below for your chance to win!

About L.J. Longo
L.J. Longo spends most of the time eroticizing the intellectual and intellectualizing the erotic, pretends to fit in to many writer’s groups, resides currently in on the Jersey side of Philadelphia, hates bios, but loves to talk to people who enjoy reading, writing, and analyzing daily life. L.J. can also sing, sometimes even well…

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And now, let’s get personal with author L.J.!

Where do you write?
Wherever I can, generally speaking. I’m pretentious enough to pull off a coffee house, though I prefer bars and other dark places. I’m in a bit of a between place when it comes to housing at the moment, moving from Ireland to the States. I hope to have a corner or an office in my next home where I can hang art deco posters and write in private. Though I will most likely get sick of it and write in coffee houses and bars just the same.

What is your writing process?
I work like a computer de-fragging.

That is to say, I’m fairly lineal.  I set out at the beginning and work through to the end, but more often that only works with short ones or ones that started short and got out of hand.

My computer is crammed with documents of notes ( 1,450 to be exact) and at any moment, I could put any number of those into some illusion of order and outline a whole novel.

It bothers me how messy that sounds, because the documents and folders are very well organized.  When I type out a note, some of which are entire scenes, many of which are entire novels just missing middles or beginnings or ends, I usually have a plot that goes with it. The chaos makes sense to me.

I will admit I used to cheat on my stories a lot. In the middle of one relationship I would start another and the first story would leave me. Some of them haven’t forgiven me yet, or else they’re sitting in their electronic folders waiting for the day I return to complete them. Now-a-days, I don’t do that. I don’t start a new project until one is finished; instead I take notes on it. My current projects are in Scrivener. My notes are in Word.

My revisions are always re-typing.  I re-enter entire novels to makes sure all the pieces are coherent.  I’ve had stories where the tone or character names have changed and I only catch that because I’m re-typing it.

What’s the best part of being a writer?
My boyfriend is involved in theater, just got his Masters.  His art is very collaborative and I’ve seen his carefully direction, brilliant idea, and hard work fall short of his vision because an actor didn’t understand what he meant, or a budget was cut, or the crew arrived at the space late. That never happens to a writer.

The work I create is a singular vision. I’m the only one responsible when it fails, but I’m also the one who creates it all. The extension of this is my other favorite part, which is sharing my unique story.

I love hearing reader feedback and interpretations.  As a writer, you’ll have complete understanding of a character and his goodness and his motivations, then your reader will say, “Man, that guy is a selfish asshole. I love him.” And that’s news to you. You can’t argue because, yeah, you wrote a selfish asshole and someone else still loves him. You just understood him differently than the reader.

What’s the most challenging part of being a writer?
The same things that make writing enriching are the things that make it really awful.  There’s no one to offer you a suggestion if you get stuck writing alone and there’s no one harsher on your dreams than a disgruntled reader.

This is particularly true, in my experience anyway, of genre and erotic fiction. Too often erotic writers are subjected to the moralists and the censors.  Rather than constructive critique in a workshop, or even a polite abstention, erotic writers hear from all angles “sex is bad.” “What if children read this filth?” “Oh, my God, it’s about two men? Indignation!” Even from otherwise, open-minded writers, I often get “Gay sci-fi erotica? Why would you write that?” It’s just always what I’ve wanted to write about and I think there’s a certain need for it.

Favorite author?
I have a long list here as well.  Neil Gaiman, I think, is my favorite and the most influential. Very few speculative fiction writers, write as beautifully as he.  In that vein, I also adore Margaret Atwood and Steven King.  Gaiman balances perfectly between the two of them in terms of message and raw storytelling.

As far as erotica is concerned, by first love was Nan Ryan who I make fun of constantly.  My mother hated it when she found out I was reading her smut porn, as I still call it, but I think it was Nan Ryan’s books that first got me thinking about how to write about sex.

Michael Thomas Ford changed my attitude about erotic writing. His erotic collection titled Tangled Sheets is an incredibly hot collection, but most of the stories deal with character, life altering changes, and the mental and personal issues that come every time we have sex.  I don’t care how long you’ve been with your partner, sex is still something you think about, a force that guides your decisions and changes how you behave. Just look at all the old men driving fancy sports cars.

Anais Nin, though, is incontestably the best.  Her work is genuinely art.

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever gotten?
“Follow your bliss.” Joseph Cambell, commencement speech (heard at my commencement speech)

“Wear sunscreen.” – Baz Lurman, commencement speech.

“Make art.” –Neil Gaiman, commencement speech.

“Don’t ask me! If you want to know about life, go look up the speeches they give at the fancy schools on the google.” – Mrs. Longo, circa 2004 and she thought I didn’t listen to her.

“Never argue with large vehicles or people who carry machetes.” – Boyfriend’s Mom, this morning.

What are you working on now?
Nanowrimo, of course! This year’s novel is actually a collection of erotic short stories centered on a fictional college campus. You can read it at Smashwords

What is your most current release and what is it about?
The novel is called Evasive Love. It was released by Ellora’s Cave back in October. It’s about a bounty hunter who falls in love with the man he’s supposed to be arresting. This is complicated by the fact that the bounty hunter is straddling the line of legitimacy and the criminal is trying to escape his ex-lover and his old life. Damn, that’s better than the blurb. Wish I’d thought of that a few months ago.

How did you come up with the title?
I didn’t.  My greatest weakness is titles.  I feel they are terribly important and so they intimidate me. I wrote Evasive in about two weeks under the title “Hunted” which was the name of the call for submissions.  I titled it “Protecting an Investment” because I had to think of something and for some reason that made sense at the time. My editor said it sounded like a business textbook so I had to change it.  My sister is actually the one who saved me. We were spouting back and forth in a car one day romantic sounding titles that were puns on running or catching and Evasive Love was the winner.

I was hoping you’d ask where I came up with the idea for it.  When I was a child, someone asked me “where do you get your ideas?” and I blanked and stammered and looked like a twelve year old, which I was. That question is far too broad; it’s why most writers hate it. But since that day, I’ve been meticulous about keeping an answer in my pocket for that question, but you don’t actually have to ask.  I blog about it on my Behind theScenes page.

What would readers be surprised to know about you?
I hate chick flicks and the romantic bits in most stories. I can’t stand the words ‘make love.’ The way people express affection almost always fails to do the job properly.

What’s your ‘guilty pleasure’?
Firing guns is one extreme. Drinking lemon drop martinis is the other.

Do you have any pets?
Do boyfriends count?  If so we’ve been tending to each other for four years now.

Thanks for stopping by L.J.!

And now, Darlings, pour yourself something cool to drink and enjoy a taste of “Evasive Love”

About BOOK
http://www.ellorascave.com/evasive-love.htmlKavan Griffiths is his own man. As a bounty hunter for the Intersectoral Police force, Kavan is not one prone to weakness or sympathy. But when he catches the beautiful Elliot Grayson, a suspected fugitive, his morals and his passions are thrown into violent competition.

As Elliot insists he is innocent, Kavan’s instincts, which tend to be unreliable where beautiful men are concerned, tell him something isn’t right with this bounty. If Elliot is being truthful, Kavan is making a mistake that will cost him everything. If the man is just conning him, Kavan stands to lose something more precious than his bounty—his heart.

“Follow me.”
The kid's offer hung in the air, palpable. Kavan's mind filled with all the things he wanted to do to this man. It was easy to imagine this lapsed Albion tied up on the floor. Easy to slide into the thought of tugging up that tank top and pushing down those shorts. Easy to see him half-naked, a tan line where his tank top normally shielded his chest, his hands behind his back, but still looking up at Kavan with that tempting smile. Kavan knew there was a reason why he shouldn't be happy about the offer to follow this man into his upstairs bedroom, but he couldn't remember why.
The kid turned holding back the beaded curtain. His smile dared Kavan to follow him outside the store and into the light. His curling hair shimmered as if it were gold.
The sunlight stung Kavan's eyes when he followed the kid outside and he realized immediately that he was drugged. The sensations outside whirled around Kavan as he followed the kid out onto a porch. There was bacteria in his system heightening his senses and slowing him down. It would've been an interesting and pleasant sensation if it wasn't interfering with...what was it interfering with? Something dangerous.
The shadows of the bedroom welcomed him with soft grays and blues. White curtains blowing in through long windows and filling the room with ethereal beauty, a bedroom in the clouds. And the angel stood at the edge of the bed, smiling with seductive eyes.
Kavan grinned and tugged at the edge of his black t-shirt to pull it over his head. The air in the room crawled on his hot skin, crisp as an Arctic breeze. He dropped his shirt without caring where it landed and continued toward the other man.
Forgetting caution, Kavan reached for the edge of the other man's cargo shorts and jerked the kid closer to his body. Kavan looked down into his eyes, pools of green watery surprise. Kavan ran his hands along the rough material, groping the kid's eager prick through his shorts. The other man gasped and his hands flew up to Kavan's wrists. Kavan ignored his gesture and opened the kid's belt. He fumbled with his buttons.
The kid chuckled. “You go for exactly what you want, don't you?”
His hands, delicate and pale, fluttered around Kavan's fingers, taking the big hands and guiding them to his thin hips. Kavan shifted his hands further back and filled his open palms with the soft globes of the kid's ass. The kid moaned this time and stepped closer to Kavan.
“None to subtly either,” Kavan answered, massaging, squeezing the taut cheeks.
The other man’s hands stroked over Kavan's chest, rubbing over the defined muscles, drawing circles around his nipples. Each touch jolted Kavan like fire, a ripple of sensation that consumed his entire torso. The kid's hands moved slowly, down to Kavan's belt and gingerly he started to unbuckle it.
Attached to Kavan's belt were his holsters and there was something wrong with this person removing his guns without mentioning them. A stranger without suspicion, a new lover, would have asked about the pistol and the tranquilizer gun. The idea of danger would have teased an innocent man. Only someone afraid of them would not draw attention to them. Kavan remembered suddenly, Elliot Grayson, con man, bacteria manufacturer, Coltrane's mark.
Kavan smirked and held onto the memory this time. He'd make this con regret his game.

Like what you’ve read so far? Find out what happens next. Buy “Evasive Love” today from Ellora’s Cave  and other fine eBook retailers.
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