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

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Lessons from The Walking Dead

In recent years, my writer's sensibility has been drawn to the brilliant plot lines  and attention to detail in the AMC series, "The Walking Dead." 

This evening's episode started off in the church of a misguided cleric. I filtered out the anger, angst and hoopla and zeroed in on the board in the background on which were posted the readings from the last mass/service offered before the world went to shit (i.e.: the Dead, the Zombies, the Unholy, rose from their resting places and royally fucked things up).

I thought it prudent to look up and quote Chapter & Verse of the readings posted on the board so that my readers could follow along with the storyline. I'll offer no commentary, but let y'all decide for yourselves what the creators intended:

Romans Chapter 6, Verse 4:

Therefore we have been buried with Him through baptism into death, so that as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, so we too might walk in newness of life.

Ezekiel Chapter 37. Verse  7

So I prophesied as I was commanded: and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and behold a shaking, and the bones came together, bone to his bone.

Matthew Chapter 27, Verse 52

The tombs were opened, and many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised;

Revelations Chapter 9, Verse 6

And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them.

Luke Chapter 24 Verse 5

And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, “Why do you seek the living among the dead?I

Kudos to the writers for taking a 2,000+ year old text... that means so much to so many... and making it relevant to a piece of fiction.

Monday, July 28, 2014

A Visit from Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York!

We're always thrilled to have the lovely Sabrina York by for a visit. It's been too long since we last chatted, but Her Royal Hotness has been one busy author! I know many of you have been waiting impatiently for Book Five in the Noble Passions series. Well, Darlings, the wait is over! Sabrina stopped by to talk about the series and share a HOT excerpt from Defiant.

About Sabrina York
Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York is the award winning author of over 20 hot, humorous stories for smart and sexy readers. Her titles range from sweet & sexy erotic romance to scorching BDSM. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york, on Facebook or on Pintrest. Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on Amazon or wherever e-books are sold. Visit her webpage at www.sabrinayork.com to check out her books, excerpts and contests. Free Teaser Book: http://sabrinayork.com/home-2/sabrina-yorks-teaser-book/ And don’t forget to enter to win the royal tiara!

DEFIANT, by Sabrina York
Noble Passions, Book Five

When rakish Ned falls in with the wrong crowd, his brother decides to send him to the Continent for “seasoning”. For Sophia, this just won’t do. She’s loved Ned for ages—and also longed for adventure. She runs away from her boring suitors and disguises herself as a cabin boy on the Defiant, the ship sailing Ned to Italy.

Ned knows he’s not good enough for Sophia, but once they’re on the Defiant, he can’t stop himself from touching her, tasting her, loving her. Not when a wild tempest and a band of ruthless pirates threaten them. Not when every look from her gives him such pleasure. And certainly not when she comes, warm and wild and willing, to his bed.

If they survive their voyage, Sophia’s brother might kill him, but it will have been worth every moment and every hot, sweet kiss.

A Romantica® Regency historical erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

Get it now from Ellora's Cave or  Amazon 


Sophia stood on the bow of the boat in the dark as the wind and rain lashed her face. She loved it. Loved it. Not only was the storm elemental and fierce, it hid her tears.
Surely she hadn’t expected Ned to greet her with open arms. Not when she had barged in on his adventure as she had. But she certainly hadn’t expected him to be so horrid. His expression had devastated her.
Foolish girl, it said.
But then, her heart agreed.
She was foolish.
Foolish to ever think that he—
“You’re soaked.”
She whirled around, though she knew what she’d see. More glowering.
She was right.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m reveling.” She thrust out her chin, in case he didn’t believe her.
He gaped at her. “Reveling?”
“Yes.” She didn’t mean to shout, but his wintry demeanor annoyed her tremendously. She threw out her arms. “Look at this!”
“It’s a storm.”
“It’s beautiful. The waves are wild, untamed—”
“You could be swept overboard.”
“The wind is howling and the rain is savage. It’s glorious.”
“It’s freezing. Come inside.”
“It’s not freezing. It’s summer.”
I’m cold.”
“Then you go inside.”
“Sophia Fiona—”
“Don’t call me that.”
“It’s your name.”
“You sound like Ewan.”
“I’m starting to think Ewan is a saint.”
She glared at him. “What a beastly thing to say.” She hated that her chin wobbled a little. Hated that he winced.
“I’m sorry, Sophia. This has been trying for me.” He sluiced the water from his face. “Won’t you please come inside?”
“All right. Fine.”
“You will?”
“You did say please.”
He blew out a breath and offered her his arm. She frowned at it. “I’m a cabin boy, remember? You don’t offer a cabin boy your arm.” When he didn’t lower it, she smacked it. “Someone will see.”
That caught his attention and he slowly lowered his arm. “Right then. Come inside.” He followed her back to the cabin, his stride decidedly unsteady. If anyone was tipping overboard, it was most likely him.
When she once again stood in his chambers, she realized the folly of her actions. She hadn’t brought a change of clothes and she was drenched. So was he. Without a word, he relit the lamp and then opened his trunk and pulled out several shirts, two of which he tossed to her. “Change.”
That was it. One word. Just “change” and then he presented her with his back. She huffed a breath, but did as he asked because she was really rather cold. The feel of the cloth falling over her chilled flesh warmed her. Because it was his shirt. It had touched his skin. She wasn’t sure why the thought sent heat scudding through her belly.
“Use the other shirt to dry your hair,” he suggested, as he began toweling off as well.
She huffed a laugh. “All of your clothes will be wet.”
“They’ll dry. Are you clothed?”
He turned. And froze. His gaze locked onto her bare legs. “I-I thought you said you were clothed.” A squawk.
“I am.” But the intensity of his stare made her self-conscious, so she slipped into the bed.
“Close your eyes,” he said as he unbuttoned the damp linen clinging to his chest.
“I need to change as well. I’m f-freezing.”
“Okay.” She did. But she peeked.
He ripped off his wet shirt and her breath caught at the sight of his broad back. Muscles rippled as he moved and she swallowed. He was beautiful. He tugged the fresh shirt over his head and she nearly whimpered as that magnificent vision disappeared. But then, he unfastened his trousers.
All pretense of not peeking evaporated.
He sat and took a moment to work off his boots. And then he stood. His trousers were tight, as was the fashion, and he had to peel them off. As he bent, she caught a flash of his bare behind.
She must have made a noise because he whirled around. His cheek bunched when he saw her watching. “You’re supposed to have your eyes closed.”
She hunkered in the covers, as though that would disguise the fact that her eyes were open wide.
It was probably wrong to grin at him, but she couldn’t help it.
“Sophia Fiona!”
“Stop calling me that. It always makes me think I’m in trouble.”
“You are in trouble. You have no idea how much trouble you’re in.”
She tipped her head to the side. “We both know Ewan will be so relieved to see me, he’ll forget how angry he is—”
Ned stilled and fixed her with a dark glare. “What makes you think I’m talking about Ewan?”
“I… ah…”
“I’ve a mind to bend you over my knee.”
Why a shiver rippled through her, she had no idea. She’d been spanked once or twice as a child and she hadn’t cared for it in the slightest. But something dark and domineering in Ned’s tone made her womb warm.
“You-you wouldn’t.”
“Wouldn’t I? Now, look away. Your brother would skewer me if I gave you the education you’re about to have.”
She attempted not to snort. Ned—and everyone—thought her a prim and innocent miss on account of the polish she’d acquired at Lady Satterlee’s. Nothing could be further from the truth. As a child, before Ewan had made his fortune, they’d lived a hand-to-mouth existence in the slums of Perth. She’d seen more than one couple rutting against a wall in a dingy alleyway. And at one point, she and her brother had taken refuge in a bordello. She’d been only seven, but if she’d had an education, she got it there. She could probably teach Ned a few things.
Still, because he seemed to expect it, she squeezed her eyes tight and didn’t hardly peek at all as he finished changing. Besides which, the spot she was interested in was mostly shadows.
With a great huff, he threw himself back into the chair. “Now, go to sleep.”
“Don’t you want me to put out the light?”
“No. I want to be able to see where you are.”
“I’m not leaving again tonight.” Probably. Unless her despair overcame her once more.
“Leave it on.” A grunt, and not a very nice one at that. Why he had call to be annoyed, she couldn’t fathom.
Blast and damn, he was an annoying man. Sophia grunted as well and rolled over, facing the wall of the cabin. She studied the patterns the swinging lamp made for a long while, listening as he shifted one way and then the other.
It was really unfair for him to have to sleep in the chair. This was his room. But he would never share her bed. She grimaced at the way the words came out, but it was true. He wouldn’t. Unless…
She rolled over again and watched him twist in the chair. He caught her eye and frowned.
An impatient groan. “Yes, Sophia?”
“Ned, I’m cold.”
He stilled. Then barked, “Put on another blanket.”
“There aren’t any more.” She faked a shiver. She wasn’t cold in the slightest. She never was. Ewan said she ran hot. “Brr. My teeth are chattering.”
His glower became a frown.
“I hope I don’t get ill.”
He paled. “You shouldn’t have gone out in the rain. Why did you go out in the rain?”
She sneezed. Or something like it. “I don’t know.”
“Am I running a fever?” She put her palm to her forehead. “I think I’m running a fever.”
His brow wrinkled. He stood and made his way across the tiny chamber as though on his death march. He set the backs of his fingers to her cheeks. His frown darkened. “You are warm.”
“No. I’m cold.” She shivered and peered up at him, her eyes as wide as she could make them. “Won’t you warm me?”
He wrenched his hand away as though she’d burned him. “What?”
“Lie here beside me and warm me up?”
“There’s not enough room for both of us.”
“I’m small.”
“Sophia.” She’d never heard her name in such a strangled voice, not even when Ewan was at his wit’s end.
“Just for a bit? You can be on top of the covers. Surely that is decent.”
The muscle in his cheek bunched again, as though he were grinding his teeth.
He gusted a sigh. “All right, Sophia. Scoot over and make room.”
She did. With alacrity.
“And roll over, facing the wall.”
She frowned at him “Why?”
“Just do it. Please.”
“Oh, all right.” But only because he said please. And because, when she was facing the other way, he couldn’t see her grin.
He settled in behind her and a shiver rocked her. He was warm. And he smelled delicious. Not fishy in the slightest. It was delightful, lying here with him. She closed her eyes and imagined he wanted this as much as she.
If only. If only.

Check out the other books in the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York
Follow the decadent exploits of friends and enemies as they find love and passion in the glittering world of the Regency—and its dark underbelly.

http://www.amazon.com/Folly-Sabrina-York-ebook/dp/B00A0LC0CU/ref=la_B00856PDEO_1_11?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393037465&sr=1-112014 EPIC eBook Award Finalist
2013 Passionate Plume Finalist

Widowed and threatened with penury by her heartless in-laws, Eleanor--Lady Ulster--hatches a plot to save herself. Determined to produce the Ulster "heir", she seduces a stranger at a tawdry masquerade. Little does she know, this magnificent masked lover is none other than her husband's greatest nemesis. And God knows Ulster had plenty.

Ethan Pennington is mortified to arrive at a house party and discover Lady Ulster in attendance. He has wanted her and hated wanting her--his enemy's bride--for years. When he overhears Eleanor's predicament and her plans to place a cuckoo in the Ulster nest, he is more than willing to oblige. The opportunity to finally claim her--while taking the revenge he craves--is more than he can resist. Ethan strikes a bargain with Eleanor, promising to provide her with the heir she so desperately needs...if she will meet his needs in return. Every decadent one of them.

The sizzling prequel to Folly
2014 Winner of the Carolyn Readers’ Choice Award

http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Fancy-Sabrina-York-ebook/dp/B00AN86ILY/ref=pd_sim_kstore_2?ie=UTF8&refRID=1BXH79GVAG8DY55AC15DWhen Lady Helena Simpson flees an unwanted marriage to a revolting lord, she finds refuge with James, a charming, handsome man unlike any she’s ever known. Helena concocts the perfect solution to her problem. She asks—begs—James to ruin her. Surely her betrothed will repudiate her if she is no longer pure. And if all her efforts fail and she still ends up married to a horrid man until the end of her days, she will at least once have known true passion.

But James is not all he seems. He is, in fact, a wicked lord with a dark fancy. When Helena awakens his desire, he becomes determined to take everything she has to offer and more. No matter the cost.

http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Duke-3-Noble-Passions-ebook/dp/B00ID8MAJU/ref=pd_sim_b_2?ie=UTF8&refRID=1E7WS1HSZJEJ1BX9HKZ6Edward Wyeth, the Dark Duke of Moncrieff’s life has been turned on its end. His well-ordered home has been invaded. By destitute relatives. From Scotland. How on earth can he write Lord Hedon’s salacious novels with hellions battling in the garden and starting fires in the library? But with the onslaught has come a delicious diversion. His cousin’s companion, the surprisingly intriguing Kaitlin MacAllister. He is determined to seduce her. Using her desperate need for funds and her talents as an artist, he convinces her to draw naughty pictures for his naughtier books…and he draws her into his decadent web.

But Kaitlin has a secret. She’s fled Scotland—and a very determined betrothed. When Edward’s cousin is kidnapped and held in her stead, Kaitlin is honor-bound to return to her homeland and rescue her—much to Edward’s chagrin.

Because suddenly he can’t bear the thought of Kaitlin marrying another man. He can’t bear the thought of losing her at all.

http://www.amazon.com/Brigand-Noble-Passions-Sabrina-York-ebook/dp/B00JUTD3L0Kidnapped and held prisoner by menacing Scottish brigand, the notorious McCloud, Violet Wyeth does her best to persevere…and resist his rakish charms. But when she realizes The McCloud is really Ewan St. Andrews, the boy who once saved her life, the boy who once kissed her and made her heart flutter, she is lost.

Ewan has every intention of marrying Lady Kaitlin MacAllister. He desperately needs the entrĂ©e into the ton this bride can provide. But when his bride is delivered—bound and gagged—it’s not Kaitlin. It’s Violet Wyeth—the girl who betrayed him and ruined his life when he was a boy. He keeps her, determined to punish her for her sins. But when he discovers the truth about what really happened so long ago, and seething passion rises between them, he can no longer hold on to his rusty grudge. By the time he realizes how much he loves Violet—that he always has—he’s lost her.

All he can do is follow her. Follow her into the bowels of hell—and partake in the torment of the glittering London Season, where the harpies are far more dangerous than a Scottish brigand.

 Thanks so much for stopping by Sabrina! Come back any time ♥

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Animal Behavior nominated for a Golden Ankh Award!

I know, I know, we writers should write for nothing more than the joy of the craft, the thrill of breathing life into our characters, the virtue of creating an escape for our beloved readers...

and I do...

Really, Really, I Do!

But gosh, it sure is cool to be recognized. My werewolf romance "Animal Behavior" has been nominated for an Ellora's Cave Golden Ankh award, and I couldn't be more grateful!

Please vote for "Animal Behavior" here.  Voting is open now until July 23rd.


"Animal Behavior" is available at Ellora's Cave, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, All Romance eBooks and other fine online eBook retailers.

And, if you happen to be on The West Coast of Wisconsin this September, please drop in and say 'Hi' at the Meet the Author event hosted by The Wine Guyz in La Crosse ♥


Thank you, Darlings, for all your support.

xoxo ~Gabrielle

Friday, July 11, 2014

New Book!

Hello Darlings!

I'm thrilled to announce my new book "Holding Out for a Hero: A Dreamy Romantic Comedy."

http://www.amazon.com/Holding-Out-Hero-Dreamy-Romantic-ebook/dp/B00LOZMNR8Quinn Campbell loves romance novels and has a rich fantasy life. She's dreamed about her hunky upstairs neighbor as a Viking warrior, a stagecoach bandit, and a Scottish lord. Will Quinn ever find out if the real man can live up to her fantasies?

Get the first chapter free on my website and purchase today at Amazon. Just $2.99 for a great summer read!

Monday, April 28, 2014

Getting Personal With Author Saloni Quinby

This week we’re Getting Personal with Author Saloni Quinby. Saloni stopped by to talk about the writing life and share an excerpt from her HOT new Male/Male BDSM sci-fi/fantasy novel Whips and Chains – book 1 in the Weapons of Redemption series.

Saloni is also offering a chance to win a pdf download of one of the books in her Weapons of Redemption series. To enter, just comment on this post within three days of the April 28th interview!

About Saloni Quinby
The child of a painter and a psychic dreamer, Saloni Quinby feels spirituality and storytelling go hand-in-hand. She loves the scent of gardenia, the sound of wind chimes and the taste of honey. By listening to what isn't said, she creates works based on unspoken desires. Saloni prefers blurred gender lines and many varieties of romance. In a world where passion must at times be restrained, she believes erotica is a pleasure to be shared. With her stories she would like to make her fantasies yours and hopes you enjoy the ride. She also writes under the name Kate Hill.

Connect with Saloni


And now, let’s get personal with author Saloni Quinby!

What’s the best part of being a writer?
To me the best part of being a writer is creating characters and worlds I love and hoping others enjoy them too.

What’s the most challenging part of being a writer?
Deciding which idea to work on next. Sometimes I feel like the characters are fighting a battle in my head for whose story is next to be told.

What’s the most challenging part of writing erotic romance?
Finding variance. Every character is different and expresses their love in their own way.

What is your writing process?
I like to work with a loose outline so I know where the story is going, however I need to leave some wiggle room for the inevitable changes that happen while the story is being written.

Where do you write?
I do most of my writing at home at my desk. I always keep a notebook with me, though. When a scene pops into my head, I like make note of it or if possible write it then and there.

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever gotten?
Value your individuality.

What are you working on now?
Right now I’m working on two erotic science fiction romances from two different series. Usually I like to work on just one story at a time, but the battle in my head between the lead characters of both stories ended in a draw this time.

What is your most current release and what is it about?
Last autumn I completed my Weapons of Redemption series. It focuses on five men who were abducted and changed by a vampire pirate. Now they use their powers to help other victims. Each man has found his own way to cope with the pain and guilt of his past. The last book in the series focuses on the villain, giving his side of the story and opening up the possibility of redemption for him.

How did you come up with the title?
The five vampire rebels used the skills they perfected under the control of their cruel master and now use them to protect others, so they have actually become weapons of redemption.

What’s your ‘guilty pleasure’?
Horror movies! Truly I’m not all that guilty about it, but I’ll watch just about any type of horror movie. I especially love grade B horror/action movies.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?
I enjoy working out, watching movies, reading and spending time with my family and pets.

Describe your perfect evening.
A fun workout, a warm shower, a simple dinner and a good book!

Where’s the one place in the world you’d like to visit?

Favorite swear word?

Favorite food?

Favorite book?
That’s a really hard question. There are too many to list, but right now I’ll go with The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux.

Favorite author?
Another hard question! Again I have too many to list, but at the moment I’ll say Alexandre Dumas for classics and Jack Greene for current.

Do you have any pets?
I have two dogs and two cats, all rescues and all fantastic!
Thanks for stopping by, Saloni and for offering our friends a chance to win one of your wonderful novels!

And now, Darlings, spoon up a big bowl of peas and enjoy a taste of Whips and Chains!

About Whips and Chains
Five men, enslaved by a vampire pirate and forced to do his bidding, rebelled against their master and earned the wrath of a monster. Now, while plotting to destroy the man who, centuries later, still thinks he owns them, they use their powers to protect other victims.

In a seedy underworld of sex and violence, a serial killer is stalking men and Guy is called upon to find the murderer. Ryan, a professional Dom known as the Beast Tamer, specializes in meting out pleasure and pain to oversized men. While undercover, Guy and the sexy young man with a mysterious past become lovers, but is Ryan the next victim or is he the killer?

Usually Guy had complete control over his body, but Ryan did something to him. Throughout the meal, when Ryan looked at him a certain way or made simple gestures, such as moistening his lips or handling his silverware, Guy's cock stiffened and he tingled everywhere. A few times he had to restrain himself from reaching across the table, kissing Ryan and fucking him then and there.

He wondered what it would be like for them. Would they end up fighting each other for dominance? Probably. Although Guy wanted to draw information from Ryan, he didn't relish the thought of breaking his spirit. A man like this probably wouldn't take well to being forced into submission, or even lured into it, but Ryan had no chance of winning a battle of wills against a vampire.

Yet Ryan's pleasure or Guy's wasn't the issue here. People were being murdered and Guy needed to do everything in his power to stop it.

After dinner, Guy and Ryan split the bill and headed back to the dungeon.

"This was an interesting evening," Ryan said when they stopped outside his door.

"We should do it again."


Ryan's huge blue eyes stared into Guy's, drawing him in. He and Ryan simultaneously grasped each other's faces. Their mouths met in a hungry kiss. Guy groaned. The pressure of their kiss opened the cut on Ryan's lower lip. Guy licked and sucked it, relishing the taste of his delicious blood.

Like what you’ve read so far? Find out what happens next. Buy Whips and Chains today from Changeling Press, All Romance eBooks and other fine eBook retailers

To enter for the chance to win a pdf download of one of the books in the Weapons of Redemption series (winner’s choice of title), please leave a comment. A winner will be drawn three days from the day of this original post.