Pasta, Words and Babies.

I woke up this morning with an intense craving for pasta. So that’s what I had for breakfast. Midway through my plate of decadence, I wondered if something was baking, you know like buns in ovens and such...

Thankfully it was only my Nano word count yesterday that depleted my energy. 7211 words throughout the day which takes me up to 17612 words in total. I had to catch up being sick a few days before with a horrible sinus infection. But speaking of babies, it was my niece’s birthday a few days ago, she’s due to give birth to her first baby in about a month’s time.

Now, my seven year old hates talking on the phone for any reason whatsoever and promptly informed me he was going to say only three sentences to said niece. I assumed one of those sentences would be happy birthday. At the very least ‘have a nice day,’ should be added. Then of course he was either not going to say goodbye in favor of hello, or vice versa. Or he was going to say…..Anyway this is what he said.

Happy birthday.

Have a nice BABY.

Goodbye!

National Novel Writing Month and Me!

It’s that time of the year again, okay it’s been that time of the year again 3 days ago already, but Nano time is upon us. Up until yesterday morning I had two words and yes they were expletives: WRITERS BLOCK. I knew I was going to start a single title – knew I was going to dabble in something supernatural but that was it!

I was a pitiful pantster peasant!

I didn’t even have a name, so I asked my youngest son to name all the boys in his class - Logan was the first name that came to his mind and only because Logan got into trouble with the teacher again. Perfect name for a Hell Raiser! So Logan it was, Carter followed soon after from thin air. Logan Carter! I was on to something. 2854 words later...

I’m a prancing pantstering prima donna :)

And until I’ve written myself into oblivion which will happened, rest assured, I’m going to prance like mad!!

I've Been Lemonaded!!!

On Monday, my very good friend Christina Phillips, "lemonaded" me. Yes, LOL, apparently that's a good thing. It's the "When Life Gives You Lemons, Make Lemonade" Award (The Lemonade Award, for short.) Thank you Christina!!!



It works this way:
1) Link back to the person you received the award from, and
2) Nominate 10 bloggers who are deserving of this award.
Okay so initially I thought I wouldn’t harass anyone, but hey where’s the fun in that? So here’s my most deserving Lemonaders (some of you have already got the award, that just makes you doubly awesome!!!)
1) Devon Gray
2) Ana Aragon
3) Paisley Scott
4) Kaye Manro
5) Helen Hardt
6) Ann Campbell
7) Cari Quinn
8) Kealie Shay
9) Christina Phillips ( just returning the compliment)
10) This spot is open for anyone

BLINDFOLDED BY LUST REVIEWED – 4.5

Okay, so I’m unexplainably late with this. But Blindfolded by Lust was reviewed by Whipped Cream and given 4.5 cherries, yay!!!




This is what Hibiscus had to say.....

I found Blindfolded By Lust to be a riveting tale! A tale of a planned deflowering, an accidental automobile accident and a love triangle between two brothers and an heiress. Kelly Paton at first seemed like a spoiled little heiress who was looking to gift her boyfriend with her virginity since they seemed to be an item. As I got to know her, I found her to be a very caring person. She left David five years previously as she felt terrible over what happened with his brother and did not get back together with David until one month previous to New Years present day. I saw how much she cared for the van Wyk family when she stayed to help Adam's mother with the party even through she had packed and was ready to leave. Kelly ran a successful business in South Africa and did not need her family's money in order to survive.Adam van Wyk was a responsible, hard-working family man. He built his successful business, van Wyk Technologies, to take care of his mother and brother. He put his younger brother, David, through school. I could see he loved his family when he came to their New Years Party after five long years. I didn't believe Adam did anything wrong when he had first met Kelly. His assumption was a reasonable one: that she was his present from his brother. David van Wyk is a caring man who once held Kelly's heart. He stayed friends with her over the years and again is within reach of his goal with her. His character is not as well fleshed out as Adam's in the story but he does make a good love interest for Kelly, given their past history in this story.I liked that Kelly believed that Adam didn't know who she was. It was a very cute plot twist. I also liked that Adam bows out because of being in the exact same situation as he'd been in with his brother years previously. When history repeats itself in several ways, the fireworks flew. The ending has a cute twist that again refers back five years. I really liked this story of two hot brothers and the girl that they both love. I know I wouldn't mind being the present for either David or Adam.


Thanks Hibiscus

And here’s a STRICTLY ADULT RATED excerpt.


Were his shoulders really that muscular under his clothes, so broad and defined? Was his back really that tightly-muscled, corded power, smooth and strenuously sexy? She pressed her breasts upward toward his chest, felt him reach down to cup the back of her left knee, directing her leg high around his waist. What was instilled as an enhancement but used as a precaution to hide her insecurities, the silk covering her eyes now only served to add to the aura of such primal behavior. She couldn’t even protest when he removed it and she found herself staring at foreign, though stormy, dark green, gorgeous eyes.
“God, you’re beautiful,” she heard him whisper before he took her mouth, long and wet, and then trailed his hot tongue down the side of her throat to the scallops of her breasts. In some conscious recess of her brain, Kelly registered the truth of what was happening to her, but it was too far away and she couldn’t quite grasp the reality of it, not when he took her aching nipple into his mouth. And not when he wedged it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth and began a suction that she felt pulling in every nerve toward her pussy. He pushed aside the soaked lace, rotated her glistening nipple between his thumb and forefinger and brought his mouth down on her again. Kelly’s head lifted off the pillow with a gasp of delight.
She felt something happening inside the walls of her pussy, as if a brake was released, a dam opened, and the universe rocking inside her head promised to crack open. The feeling of wanting to let go was too strong, yet she fought it nevertheless. She couldn’t go there. She had no bearing there, no to-do lists, no GPS.
But more importantly, she didn’t want to go there with a complete stranger.
“Not without you, sugar,” he said in a low, guttural tone. He bit lightly into the strawberry red of her nipple, nibbled tenderly and then sucked her while he stretched the complete length of his cock inside her accommodating pussy. He raised himself on his forearms, pressing against her clitoris every time he pounded her pussy with his repetitive, potent thrusts, forcing her to perform for him.
“Don’t stop coming for me,” he ordered huskily as he battered into her. She felt the walls of her vagina clench tightly around his cock, sucking him with every spasm her body gave, felt her own skin electrify under his touch and heard herself moan unashamedly.
She didn’t stop coming, not even when he came into her, only gaining more titivated contractions as she felt the powerful motion of his ejaculations, squeezing more out of him, as she felt the power of being a woman.
“You’re a hot fuck,” he said after a few minutes, her breath barely regained. But her body suffered an embarrassing imbalance when he pulled his cock from her and, anchorless, she sunk into the bed, confused, feeling a drowning void envelop her before a harsh reality hit her full on.
It wasn’t David.

Six things that make me happy

The very lovely and talented Helen Hardt tagged me. Here’s the rules:
Link to the person who tagged you; write down six things that make you happy; post the rules; tag six others and let them know you’ve done it; tell the person who tagged you when your entry is up.
So here I go

1) My husband and sons even though six out of ten times they don’t pick their socks up off the floor.

2) Chocolate, it’s orgasmic!

3) Walks on the beach under a clear blue sky.

4) Long, long scented oil massages from my husband. Dreamy!

5) Really invigorating conversations.

6) Changing someone’s life even if only for a day for the better.

I’m not going to tag anyone but if you’re feeling inclined to play, please do so.

16 THINGS YOU DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT ME

The supremely wonderful, Christina Phillips tagged me a couple of weeks ago with 16 things you didn’t know about me. Here’s mine

1) I’m a total teetotaller. Have never even tasted a drink. Although I have to admit since writing full time, I’ve had a sudden craving for complete inebriation. I’m keeping the option wide opened.
2) I don’t eat any sea food at all or eggs.
3) I prefer Pepsi over Coke, milk chocolate over dark, chicken over lamb.
4) I like expensive shoes, but I love, love, love my coffee cheap and instant and can drink it all day long.
5) I was a supermodel in my pass life.
6) My name is not really April Vine. It’s actually Writealotta Nonsense. You can call me Lotta for short.
7) My first ever completed manuscript was an historical titled Ravishing Revenge. It totalled a horrific 160 000 words and I renamed by hero at least twice.
8) I never walk bare feet and never ever over grass. I’m Hastenburaphobic, I think that’s what they call it only I’d rather eat the grass than let my bare feet touch it. Weird, I know.
9) I have a beauty spot on the pinkie of my right hand.
10) My father went to school with me every day!!! He taught in the same school. Suffice to say no one dared ask me to the last day of school dance – he was rather over protective. I had to go with my girlfriend!
11) I fell in love with my husband over the phone. It worked out well since falling in love with him on sight followed closely.
12) I have two sisters younger than I am - 30 and 21. My pseudonym is top secret so I’m to leave my manuscripts in a safety deposit box for them when I die, since I won’t let them read my erotica now. That’s what they think! I’m not dying... ever.
13) Okay, think, think, think. I got nothing. Let’s move on
14) I’m allergic to dust, costume jewellery, pollen and perfume. But at least when I sneeze my head off, I do so smelling good in Christian Dior.
15) I’m completely directionless and spend more time finding my way about a mall than shopping.
16) My star sign is Taurus. Apparently this year I’m going to be happier, healthier and wealthier. Yeah, right.


So that’s it. 16 things you were better off not knowing. Now I’m supposed to tag 16 other people.


1) Christina Phillips
2) Helen Hardt
3) Devon Gray
4) Ana Aragon
5) Paisley Scott
6) Ruby Bartek
7) Kristin Daniels
8) Deborah Panger
9) Catherine Bybee
10) Cari Quinn
11) Kealie Shay
12) Lara Dien
13) CA Salo
14) Eliza Knight
15) Anita Philmar
16) Julia Devlin

I’M CELEBRATING MY SECOND RELEASE

When I received an invitation from my editor, the absolutely wonderful Jennifer Haley, to become part of an anthology, I was beyond flattered and broke out into crazy dance whenever the thought struck, which was every other minute.
The anthology, to be released later, is based on Dan Fogelberg’s song, ‘Same Old Lang Syne,” and consists of four authors, Ana Aragon, Devon Gray, Paisley Scott and April Vine, that’s me, and collectively we are known as the Scarlet Redhots.
Check out the interview Devon did with our talented editor.
And be sure to check out Paisley’s Sugar Shack and Devon’s Playing for Keeps out already with The Wilder Roses.

Blindfolded by Lust is my quarter.



Here’s the Blurb

A blindfold of silk to heighten all senses, adding sultriness to pleasure, mystery to identities…

Five years ago, Kelly Paton's friends devised a New Year's resolution to relieve her of her virginity and catapult her platonic relationship with David van Wyk into a mind-blowing passion-fest. But not only did the blindfold conceal Kelly's vulnerability, it also masked the identity of the virile man who took as he pleased.

Nothing could have stopped Adam van Wyk from the blindfolded beauty dressing his brother's bed. After all, she was only David's present to himself, a dalliance while he waited on the virgin heiress he was in love with. Or was she?

Five New Years' later, David has once again Kelly within arms' reach but the wounds of betrayal aren't quite healed. Can Adam resist reliving the tempting memories and put his brother's happiness before his own, or will he risk it all and finally claim the one woman he's ever loved?


An excerpt

She must have sensed she was being trailed; she stopped in the empty passage, and then slowly turned around. He saw a thousand expressions cross her face as her lips parted, her breasts heaved.
Looking into her eyes vanquished all else. The some hundred guests his mother had invited to the bash, the repercussions that would come if he took her again. She even managed to hide the actual hurt and betrayal that let him know she remembered every moment of their encounter five years ago.
But now there was only Kelly, with her soft lips and her hot sexy body, alone in the passage, her perfume driving him insane. He began to close the distance between them, his control a thing of the past. He heard her shuddering breath as if, for a moment, she didn’t know whether to stay or run. He wanted her to run as far away from him as possible. He wanted them on separate ends of the world. He wanted to obliterate her from his mind because he knew he was going to touch her no matter what story he fed his conscience.
“I almost didn’t recognize you with your clothes on, Kelly,” he said softly.
“Oh, I recognized you instantly, Adam,” she returned as softly.