In case you missed it…
You can listen to the archived episode of Publishing Insider’s Blog Talk Radio program with guests Jaid Black, CJ Hollenbach and Jayne Rylon here: http://bit.ly/aMifoZ
Reminder – Blog Talk Radio Tomorrow
You can hear Ellora’s Cave founder Jaid Black, cover model CJ Hollenbach and author Jayne Rylon Tuesday, 7pm EDT (11pm UTC) June 2 on Blog Talk Radio’s Publishing Insiders show, hosted by Author Marketing Experts. The show is titled “It’s Getting Hot in Here — Erotica Equals Hot Books and Even Hotter Sales.”
Here’s what Author Marketing Experts Inc. is saying about the show: “Steamy novels and cover boy hunks have given publishing a much-needed shot in the arm. Learn how the Erotic Romance genre is just exploding. Learn about the skyrocketing sales and the methods erotica authors and publishers use to find their audience. And — wonder how those handsome hunks end up on the cover? We’ll find out how they get there and what it’s like to be on the cover of one of the hottest selling books around!”
To listen to the show, go to http://www.blogtalkradio.com/thepublishinginsiders or call 347-838-9387. They’ll also be live tweeting the show via @bookgal and @paulaatame
I’m going to be on Blog Talk Radio!
You can hear Ellora’s Cave founder Jaid Black, cover model CJ Hollenbach and author Jayne Rylon Tuesday, 7pm EDT (11pm UTC) June 2 on Blog Talk Radio’s Publishing Insiders show, hosted by Author Marketing Experts. The show is titled “It’s Getting Hot in Here — Erotica Equals Hot Books and Even Hotter Sales.”
Here’s what Author Marketing Experts Inc. is saying about the show: “Steamy novels and cover boy hunks have given publishing a much-needed shot in the arm. Learn how the Erotic Romance genre is just exploding. Learn about the skyrocketing sales and the methods erotica authors and publishers use to find their audience. And — wonder how those handsome hunks end up on the cover? We’ll find out how they get there and what it’s like to be on the cover of one of the hottest selling books around!”
To listen to the show, go to http://www.blogtalkradio.com/thepublishinginsiders or call 347-838-9387. They’ll also be live tweeting the show via @bookgal and @paulaatame
New Release! Driven
My Cougar Challenge menage released from Ellora’s Cave today! Here’s some info and a snippet from the book:
ISBN: 9781419927720
Blurb: Book eight in the Cougar Challenge series. These books do not have to be read in order to be enjoyed.
Lynn Madison transformed from repressed corporate drone to bold seductress overnight when her online friends at Tempt the Cougar encouraged her to take charge of her destiny. Their advice haunts her as she drools over the hottest Italian Stallion on the planet while stranded in an airport.
Sebastian Fiori is a master of speed. A rally car driver, he’s used to winning on and off the track. He sees no need to brake around the sophisticate who revs his engine. After spotting Lynn’s decadent ménage novel, he prepares to take her for the ride of a lifetime—with his navigator, Mark.
Storm delays threatening Lynn’s brand new life would be far more upsetting if her young stud wasn’t offering a first-class ticket to indulge her fantasy on the way to fulfilling her dream. Neither of them expects their rendezvous to last beyond their transatlantic flight on his private jet. But sometimes there’s no escaping the forces of nature.
Excerpt:
“Excuse me. I realize you’re swamped right now but I have a flight to Europe to catch in less than five hours. Can you give me any estimate at all of how long it might be before we’re en route?”
“Sorry, ma’am.” The freckle-faced kid made her feel ancient. “I’m not supposed to say.”
No use in hassling the guy. She’d worked her share of shit jobs in her college years. “I understand. Thanks, anyway.”
Just as she turned, the kid whispered, “But…if I were you, I’d go for a rental car. With this mess, you’ll be lucky to snag one. If you can though, the drive’s only four hours or so. If traffic’s not bad, you’ll make your flight. That’s more than I can promise if you hang around here.”
Lynn nodded. “That’s what I thought.”
“Let me call for you. I have the number on speed dial.” He tapped the monstrous phone on his desk then waited a beat before asking, “Hey, Russell, can I make a reservation for a passenger? I’m going to send her right over to you.”
She held her breath as the kid listened. Then sighed when he cursed under his breath.
“Nothing at all? Not even to carpool up to JFK?” Another pause. “Yeah, trust me, you should see things in here. It’s a zoo today. I don’t get paid enough for this. Not your fault, man. Thanks.”
He didn’t meet her gaze as he replaced the handset in the cradle as though he expected her to rant and rave.
“It’s okay. I appreciate you trying.” Lynn couldn’t prevent her disappointment from shading her tone.
“Want me to see what’s available for standby, maybe we can reroute you?”
“There’s not enough time…”
Lynn jumped when someone cupped her elbow. Without looking, she recognized Sebastian’s scent and the gentle yet firm way he ensnared her. She leaned into his hold as her knees turned to jelly.
“That won’t be necessary. I’ve made other arrangements for us.”
“You did what?” Her hackles rose. She hadn’t fought to break every single confining influence in her life only to let some stranger start making her decisions.
He ignored her outrage. “Could you please have our luggage forwarded to our final destination?”
Sebastian passed a torn corner of paper with an address scribbled on it over her head. She concentrated on closing her gaping mouth and relaxing her contorted face in case it stuck like that. As if she needed more wrinkles!
“Yes of course, Mr. Fiori.”
She whipped around to face the attendant. Obviously rally car racing meant more than she’d realized. Her young coconspirator stared at Sebastian as she imagined he would Superman or maybe one of the Yankees.
“How do you know where I’m headed?” The squeak came out an octave above her usual tone.
“Your friends told me you’re starting your trip in Paris. I’m on my way to France for a rally. By the way, Rachel says to have a good time.” He had the balls to wink at her.
She sputtered, trying to find the anger she knew should raise her blood pressure over his violation of her privacy. Still, none seemed to materialize. Had he opened the door to her fantasies? Could it be so horrible to accept his offer if it was what she would have chosen anyway?
At least she didn’t have to face humiliation. When he’d discovered the blog, he could have left—could have walked away without looking over his shoulder. But he hadn’t. He’d come to claim her.
“I’d love to get to know you better.” His knuckles skimmed her cheekbone, sending a rush of anticipation through her. “Besides, it’s the only way you’re going to make it on time. I promise not to bite. Unless you ask nice.”
Before self-doubt sabotaged her instincts, she nuzzled his fingers then turned her face to nip one. “Let’s go then. Don’t want to miss our flight.”
She’d forgotten about their audience until the young man cleared his throat. “C-could I get your autograph?”
“Sure. What’s your name?” Sebastian worked a silver Sharpie and a glossy collector card from his back pocket.
“Jim.”
Holy crap. He’d come prepared. She gawked at the image of him posing in a full-body racing suit. It shouldn’t be possible for one man to look that sexy.
Sebastian jotted a quick note then signed the thick stock. “Nice to meet you, Jim. Thanks for taking care of the luggage.”
“No problem. This rocks!” The two guys bumped fists, a trend she would never understand. Still, she didn’t linger on the generational difference between her and Sebastian. How could she when he made it effortless to stay near him?
They waved as they left the counter. She attempted to unburden Sebastian by reclaiming her carry-on but he refused to let her shoulder it, instead, stacking it on top of his own duffle. When she drifted near the rental car kiosks, he draped an arm around her waist then steered her toward the terminal exit instead.
“You got a car already?”
“I didn’t have any luck with the rentals either.” He frowned. “We’re going to have to let someone else drive.”
“What do you mean?” Her eyes narrowed a moment before they made their way outside. “Sebastian! You can’t hire a limo for a four-hour drive. It’s going to cost a fortune!”
“You want to make our flight, gorgeous?”
She sighed. “Let me pay for half.”
“No need.” When she would have objected, he silenced her by pressing his lips to hers, catching her off guard. Any possible argument evaporated from her brain as she soaked in the heat of his embrace. Her palms landed on his sculpted chest. His long fingers supported her neck while his lips sampled each of hers then traced the seam between them. She gasped at the sensation, parting for his gentle exploration. Instead of pressing his advantage though, he retreated.
Dazed, she didn’t understand him at first when he murmured, “This one’s on Driven Wild. They need me there for the time trials. Ride up to New York with me. I want to get to know you better.”
She wondered exactly what he had in mind when his palms skimmed over her shoulder then along the length of her back until he stopped a fraction of an inch short of her ass. The old Lynn would have waited to see what developed. The new Lynn didn’t have that kind of patience.
No more wasted time, remember? “Does getting to know each other involve talking or making out?”
She bit her lip as she hoped he understood she couldn’t quite go for broke yet. What she really wanted to ask was, “Are we going to get it on in the limo?”
What would she do if he expected them to mess around? Would she run toward the waiting car or away from it? She couldn’t say for certain, but she knew which option her soaked pussy voted for.
“I’m yours for the ride, gorgeous. Whatever you like, I’m here to please. No pressure either way. No judgment and no hard feelings.”
The chauffer rounded the car then held the gleaming door open as they hashed out the details of their arrangement. Sebastian inched forward, nudging her toward the waiting vehicle. She’d never faced temptation so strong before. Not one reason to refuse him came to mind.
Lynn surrendered. Her forehead rested on his chest as she agreed, “Let’s go.”
“You won’t regret it.”
Lynn smiled across the intimate space at Sebastian as he described growing up in one of the most beautiful places on earth. Eyes closed, he tipped his head into the rest. His legs splayed on the supple leather bench seat. An empty flute held the remnants of the champagne they’d split. Though it hadn’t yet been an hour since they’d left Harrisburg, the steady clip of miles rolling by felt like sand pouring through an hourglass.
Their legs pressed together from knees to feet. They’d both kicked off their shoes once they’d settled into the plush limo. His socked toes rubbed against hers then up to her ankle idly as they talked, hopping from subject to subject.
Considering their age differences, they had an amazing amount in common.
“What’s your favorite food?”
She blinked while her mind caught up to what he’d asked. “I love spaghetti.”
“Me too,” he grinned. “It’s sort of required by my birthright.”
“White wine or red?” she countered.
“Red all the way.”
“I agree.” She smiled.
A horn blast jolted her from their exchange. Sebastian cursed then peered out the window as streams of traffic passed them on the left. The knuckles of his hand turned white where they rested on his knee.
“It really does bother you not to drive, doesn’t it?” Lynn covered his fingers with her own, loosening their grip. God, his hands were huge compared to hers. So strong.
“Stupid, right?” He shook his head in chagrin.
“No, not when you’re so highly trained. I can understand how it would make you anxious.” She massaged his ultra-tense thigh muscle until he relaxed a smidge.
“If I were up there, I could get us to New York in two hours flat.”
“But then we’d have less time for…this.”
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees until she couldn’t evade his piercing gaze. “Distract me?”
“How?” Lynn gulped.
“Come sit here while we talk.” He patted the seat beside his hip.
Tired of tiptoeing around the chemistry threatening to blow them both to smithereens, she did one better. She crawled onto his lap. He smiled as he reached for her. The bulk of his shoulders filled her arms when she wrapped them around him before letting him tug her the rest of the way over him. Soft fabric teased her thighs as her skirt rode higher. She settled, kneeling with one leg on either side of his trim hips.
Sebastian shifted forward to give her room to explore the broad expanse of his back with her greedy hands. His abdomen fit tight against her. The pressure of his hard-on imprinting on her belly had her sucking in a breath. The expansion of her chest melded her hard nipples to his solid pecs. She squirmed beneath the weight of her arousal, hoping to get it under control.
No such luck. She moaned aloud.
“You’re so responsive. That’s such a turn-on.” He stroked her hair, making her glad she’d taken the extra time to blow-dry and curl it with her fat, round brush before packing the last of her toiletries this morning. Somehow it had felt like a special occasion. “And so gorgeous.”
“And almost twice your age. Do you go for older women often?”
“Never before you. You’re everything I was looking for but didn’t know I wanted. It’s not a pick-up line or something. You’re so damn refined compared to the women I’ve dated. But not stuck-up or snobby. More like…graceful, elegant, mature and reserved.”
His genuine awe erased her self-consciousness.
No answer came to mind when his full lips mesmerized her. She swore the flavor of him from the airport lingered, mingling with the champagne they’d drunk. Delicious. She craved another taste.
The greenish-blue of his eyes reminded her of the Mediterranean waters he’d described with heartfelt sentiment, rivaling the greatest poetry she’d ever read. With the addition of the heat in them, she half expected them to steam up.
Unable to resist a moment longer, she buried her fingers in the unruly locks of his thick brown hair then captured his mouth. This kiss held no hint of the gentle coercion they’d shared earlier. No, this time she pillaged, taking what she wanted while he gave as good in return.
Euphoria washed over her, urging her to ride the wave. For the first time in her life, she understood what the word “lust” really meant. When she ground her pelvis into his, he met the motion with a thrust of his own, stroking her aching core with his denim-encased hard-on.
That’s when she heard the whhhhp of something ripping.
“Oh my God. Did I hurt you?” She would have scrambled off him but he still had one arm wrapped around her.
Instead of shrieking in pain, he laughed. And laughed. And laughed.
“What’s so funny?”
When he collapsed against the seat, leaving a wedge of space between their torsos, she saw it too. Lynn slid to the floor between his knees to get a better look at the split seam in the crotch of his jeans.
“Fucking sponsors. These damn things were about to castrate me.”
Afraid her eyes might bulge out of her skull, she couldn’t help herself. She traced the frayed edge of the hole—where his olive flesh peeked from beneath the confining packaging—with the tip of her index finger.
“You’re not wearing underwear either,” she whispered.
“Never do,” he growled behind clenched teeth. “I’m getting rid of these before the button gives way and puts your eye out. Safety first, gorgeous.”
“Let me.” She brushed his hands away from her target. When their fingers skimmed his erection, he hissed.
“Hurry.”
Lynn shoved his gray t-shirt up his six-pack abs to expose the waistband of his jeans. She wrestled the button at the top of his fly. It gave way, tearing the zipper open as well.
“Ahhh.” Sebastian groaned as she relieved the pressure on his straining cock.
He had her previous lovers beat by a solid three inches. Her mouth watered at the sight.
Together they peeled his jeans from his hips. He lifted to help her strip them off then sat, unashamed and primed, before her. She peeked up at his face from her place on the floor, her lashes lowered.
“Whatever you want,” he murmured.
“I want you.”
RT Wrap Up
Whew! It’s over. I’m sad, exhausted and looking forward to the next time International Heat ladies converge. Fortunately that won’t be too long as three of us plan to attend Lori Foster’s Get Together next month.
Yesterday was a great end to a fabulous conference. We started the day with breakfast as usual. Everyone knows breakfast isn’t my thing, but I’ll miss chatting with Lexxie, Valerie and Mari over eggs and an admittedly delicious croissant.
Afterward, we gathered up our promo, convinced each other we’d rock and headed down to our very first print signing. I have to say, Lexxie and Mari had amazing displays of goodies (which I wasn’t able to grab a picture of before they let the crowds in). It was great to see so many readers flooding the aisles. Especially when many of them were familiar faces! Drea, Amy, Kathy and many, many more made the time fly by. Thank you for coming out and stopping by to say hello. You really made the event!
During the signing, Jambrea joined us for the day. It was so great to see her again. Valerie and Jambi were a huge help bringing us water and getting all our books signed!
By the time two o’clock came around we were grateful to have some time to relax in Lexxie’s room. Of course we had a heap of inappropriate yet hysterical conversations while we waited for our afternoon events.
It’s not often we get five IH’ers in the same room so I have to say that was a highlight of my convention. Drea joined us as well so you know it was a blast!
Next, we branched out. Jambrea prepared for the Total E Bound author dinner at Hyde Park, which she told us was fabulous. Valerie and Drea held down the fort in Lexxie’s room. Lexxie stepped out for a meal with Charlaine Harris then, when she returned, Mari, Lexxi and I attended the Samhain Wine and Cheese mixer.
It was fabulous to hang out with Samhain staff and authors one last time before we packed up shop. Everyone with the publisher is amazing and they pulled off a fabulous RT. In fact, I’d like to give a shout out to all the staff at all our publishers for making our experiences at our first RT smooth and successful.
So many great events in such a short time! Then again, that was the theme of the conference. Chock full of networking, partying and fangirl moments. After saying goodbye to Lexxie, we headed back to my house for a fabulous dinner cooked by my husband. Mari tried to poison me with a drink she named in honor of me (I had to try at least one, right?). A shot of Patron chased with cotton candy. And that’s all I have to say about that.
When my stomach felt a little less like Mt. Vesuvius we organized the swag and goodies we’d collected over the past week into tote bags to giveaway to lucky Heat Wave Readers who weren’t able to attend the conference. I can’t believe how much loot there is!
So… there you have it. The conference is done, IH ladies are on the road and I’m counting the days until we meet again!
Jayne
www.jaynerylon.com
Lots of cool news in just a few sentences!
Three really great tidbits in today’s news flash:
First, my next Ellora’s Cave release, Driven, will be out on May 5th!
Second, Night is Darkest received a Five Heart review from The Romance Studio which you can read here.
Third, and by no means least important… Phoenix Incantation has been nominated for the Passionate Plume awarded at the Romance Writers of America conference.
WOOHOO!!!!!!
New Cover Goodness – Driven
I just got the official copy of the cover art for my upcoming Ellora’s Cave release, Driven. Ciana did an amazing job and I couldn’t wait to share. What do you think? I’m working on the last round of edits now so I should know a release date soon. 🙂
ISBN: 9781419927720
G-Force
Jayne Rylon
Book eight in the Cougar Challenge series. These books do not have to be read in order to be enjoyed.
Lynn Madison transformed from repressed corporate drone to bold seductress overnight when her online friends at Tempt the Cougar encouraged her to take charge of her destiny. Their advice haunts her as she drools over the hottest Italian Stallion on the planet while stranded in an airport.
Sebastian Fiori is a master of speed. A rally car driver, he’s used to winning on and off the track. He sees no need to brake around the sophisticate who revs his engine. After spotting Lynn’s decadent ménage novel, he prepares to take her for the ride of a lifetime—with his navigator, Mark.
Storm delays threatening Lynn’s brand new life would be far more upsetting if her young stud wasn’t offering a first-class ticket to indulge her fantasy on the way to fulfilling her dream. Neither of them expects their rendezvous to last beyond their transatlantic flight on his private jet. But sometimes there’s no escaping the forces of nature.
Happy Anniversary International Heat!!!
Welcome to the International Heat Anniversary Blog Tour!!! I can’t tell you how thrilled I am to have met this group of ladies last year at Lori Foster’s Get Together. Though I’d known many of them through various online exchanges due to our mutual love of erotic romance, it was after that meeting that they invited me to join International Heat. Now, I don’t know what I’d do without them to chat with. And that’s before you add in all the wonderful readers we’ve had the pleasure to “meet” through our yahoo group, Heat Wave Readers. I’m looking forward to many more years like the last one 🙂
So, to celebrate, we’re having a blog tour complete with tons of fabulous prizes.
What are the prizes?
Prize one:
Waiting for Wednesday ebook by Mari Carr
Autographed print copy of Dream Machine by Jayne Rylon
Only Yours ebook by J.R. Patrick
Choice of backlist ebook by Rhian Cahill or ARC of Coyote Home
Prize two:
Choice of ebook backlist by Jambrea Jo Jones
Death, The Vamp and his Brother tote bag, plus winner’s choice of Lexxie Couper ebook.
Choice of backlist title by Dawn Montgomery
Autographed copy of backlist print title by Nicole Austin
Prize three:
Bath and Body gift bag courtesy of T
Choice of backlist title and a package of TimTams from Jess Dee
Rodeo Heat by Desiree Holt
Prize four:
Choice of backlist title from Amanda Young
$10 gift card to Amazon courtesy of Valerie Tibbs
Choice of backlist ebook from Vivian Arend
How do you play? All you have to do to be entered is comment on each of the stops on the tour listed below. You can find all the details (and start at the official beginning of the tour if you like) by clicking on the International Heat banner above. You’ll find a steamy excerpt on each site to warm up your day.
And now for the good stuff. Here’s the blurb and an excerpt from my latest release, Kate’s Crew. Available now from Samhain Publishing.
Kate's Crew by Jayne Rylon
Nothing’s sexier than a man, or five, with power tools.
Sultry summer heat has nothing on the five-man crew renovating the house next door. No one could blame Kate for leaning out the window for a better view of the manscape. The nasty fall that follows isn’t part of her fantasy—but the man who saves her from splattering the sidewalk is definitely the star.
When Mike personally attends to her injuries, she realizes her white knight in a hard hat has a tender side, giving her no choice but to surrender to the lust that’s been arcing between them since day one. In the aftermath of the best sex of her life, she whispers her most secret desire: to be ravaged by his crew.
She never expected Mike would dare her to take what she wants—or that the freedom to make her most decadent desires come true could be the foundation for something lasting…
Warning: This book may cause you to spontaneously combust as five hot guys bring a woman’s wildest fantasies to life during one blazing summer affair.
Snippet:
“I’m sorry, Mike. You can’t stay.”
He flinched, but refused to budge. When she tried to avert her face from his persuasive gaze, he captured her lip between his teeth then nipped her. “Enough. Enough running, Kate.”
Her brain struggled to catch up to this alternate reality where she finally had what she wanted, but she couldn’t keep it. If she could just get dressed maybe she could usher him out with a modicum of pride intact.
“What happened to our clothes?” Her question came out a bit garbled since he maintained his hold on her lip a few seconds longer. “I remember falling asleep with pajamas on.”
“It’s fucking hot up here at night. I’ll have James take a look at the air-conditioning later. You stripped after you’d been asleep for five minutes.” His eyelids drooped at the memory. “Now quit stalling. Why are you fighting what’s between us?”
He dusted her mouth with his even as he left a sticky trail of arousal in the wake of his half-hard shaft, which traced a shallow arc across her abdomen. She forced her hips to stay glued to the bed instead of tipping up to align her aching pussy with the head of his cock. Even as endless passion threatened to obliterate her better judgment, guilt corrupted her bliss.
“It’s not fair to do this to you,” she whispered.
“To tempt me until I swear blue balls isn’t some high school myth? To rile me up with those sweet smiles and naughty looks, then bolt whenever I get within arm’s reach? To refuse me all damn summer until I end up fucking you like an animal before I’ve even taken you out to dinner? What? What exactly isn’t fair about this bullshit?”
He’d never shown her even a hint of impatience before. It left her no choice but to be honest. To be direct.
“It’s not fair to start something serious with you when I want to fuck your partners, too.”
Heat crawled up her chest then progressed onto her cheeks at the admission. She’d never had these kinds of urges before. Well, maybe once or twice. But only in an abstract way. She’d never had anyone specific in mind, and she’d certainly never admitted the fantasy to a lover.
Kate had tried to discount her constant hunger for her new neighbors as a product of the steamy season, their often half-naked bodies or, even, her hormones kicking in as she got older. None of the lies held water.
Something about this man drew her like a bear to honey. And his friends sweetened the deal. Fear of his rejection had her mind racing so out of control, she didn’t realize he’d started laughing until he flopped to his back on the mattress beside her.
He flung his contoured arm over his eyes, burying his once-broken nose in the crook of his elbow. The tribal armband ringing his biceps jerked as he tried to stifle his amusement but failed. Kate’s face flamed even as her stomach cramped.
She slugged his shoulder. “What the hell are you laughing at? I know I’m nothing special, but I’ve seen the way your friends look at me when they think I can’t see. Hell, I can feel their eyes undressing me every time I bend over. It’s driving me insane!”
When she shifted—tucking her legs under her to scurry out of the bed—he rolled to his side, propped his scruffy jaw on his hand then grabbed her around her waist and refused to let go.
“There’s no need to get your pretty panties in a bunch, doll.”
“Good thing, since I’m not wearing any.” She thrust her chin in the air.
“True, that.” His pupils dilated. “But you’re missing my point.”
Mike coaxed her to recline beside him with languorous strokes of his fingers on her waist. Then he shook his head as if remembering what he’d been saying. “I can’t believe you made me chase you like a rabid dog because my crew turns you on.”
“It’s not just that they’re smoking.” She cleared her throat.
“No worries. I caught you the first time around, babe. You want to get it on with them.”
Kate clamped her bottom lip between her teeth then gave a reluctant nod. “I’m sorry.”
“Stop it. Stop assuming you know what I want.”
How had he ended up above her again? His laser stare sliced through the flimsy denials she’d hoped to construct.
“Ever hear the saying, `Work hard, play harder’?” Mike encroached on her personal space, filling every gap with his scent, his heat and his challenge.
“What about it?” She gulped like a fish out of water.
“I’ve known the crew for ten years, ever since we suffered through trade school. There’s not much we haven’t done together. I’m a pretty open-minded guy. Would it surprise you if I said you wouldn’t be the first woman we’d shared?” He traced the ridge of her collarbone with the tip of his middle finger.
She tried to answer but couldn’t, her throat had gone dry.
“You think about it, Kate. Where’s your feisty spirit now? Do you have the guts to go after what you want? All you have to do is ask.”
Just when she thought he would steal her inhibitions with another kiss, he sprang over her then headed for the shower. On the vintage-tile threshold to the bathroom, he turned. “And, one more thing, sweetness… You’re plenty special. Never doubt that.”
Jayne
www.jaynerylon.com
Night is Darkest – Available now from Samhain Publishing
Phoenix Incantation – Available now from Ellora’s Cave
Dream Machine – Available now from Samhain Publishing
Nice and Naughty – Available now from Samhain Publishing
“It makes me want to call all my girlfriends and say, “You have to read this!” Recommended Read, Erotic Romance Writers
Dream Machine is in PRINT!
YEY! This has been a long time coming for me. I sat down in mid 2006 to write my first story and Dream Machine popped out. Well, okay, it took over a year for the first draft and has been revised many times since then… but, today it’s out in print!!! I’m soooo excited. 🙂
ISBN: 978-1-60504-556-6
Length: 272 Pages
Price: 15.00
Publication Date: March 2, 2010
Cover art by Natalie Winters
The best dreams are made of naughty and spice.
Rebecca Williams is about to achieve her goal of graduating from a prestigious university and winning a coveted spot in her mentor’s cutting-edge psychology practice. She just needs one more qualification: sexual experience. She never dreamed it would come at the hands of the man she’s admired and wanted for six years. Dr. Kurt Foster.
Kurt, a brilliant psychologist in the field of sexual therapy, is a scientist to the core. Attraction and lust are nothing more than chemical reactions, in his clinical opinion. Love? It’s just a figment of the imagination born of nature’s directives. He’s on the brink of proving it with a new machine that uncovers latent desires.
In short order, Becca’s forbidden lust for her boss is exposed. As Kurt continues to enlighten her on the darker facets of her sexuality, the student unexpectedly becomes the teacher.
And suddenly Kurt is confronted with the irrefutable proof that love is so much more than a societal construction.
Warning: This book is only suitable for readers who are turned on by hot doctors engaging in sexual experiments, bondage, ménage a trois, exhibitionism, suspension, anal sex and other deviant behavior using mechanical stimulation devices they’ve invented to make your wildest dreams come true.
Help Fight Piracy – Contest
Many ebook authors are victims of piracy. That’s why I’m so proud to share a project my fellow International Heat member, Jambrea Jo Jones, has contributed to. The Stealing My Heart anthology is available today from Total-E-Bound. It’s choc full of mouthwatering stories from Jambrea, Carol Lynne, Stephani Hecht and a handful of others I’ve sadly never heard of before. So, to play my part I’ve purchased two copies. One for myself (so I can come out from under my rock between writing books!) and one to give away to a lucky reader.
All you have to do to be entered is leave a comment saying, “Pirates Hurt Authors” to be entered. I’ll draw a winner Wednesday evening around 8pm EST. See below for more details on the antho!
Be it in another time, another dimension, or another world, the authors of the Stealing My Heart Anthology will take you away to a world where male/male love and passion reign.
Stephani Hecht, Jambrea Jo Jones, A.J. Llewellyn and D.J. Manly, Carol Lynne, Jaime Samms, and Serena Yates, have all contributed their talents and their time to make this exciting contribution to male/male erotic romance.
All proceeds will go to help fight illegal e-Book downloading. Thank you, and enjoy!
Stolen Memories by Carol Lynne
On the eve of his mother’s funeral, Aden Brousseau met Victor DePasse for the first time. For years his mother had warned him to stay away from the dark-haired neighbour, but on that particular evening, Aden hadn’t listened. He’d been fascinated with the handsome man since the day he’d overheard his mother and grandfather refer to Victor as a vampire.
Now, twenty years later, Aden once again is in the presence of Victor DePasse. Only this time he’s older and knows exactly what he wants.
After years of visiting his charge in his dreams, Victor suddenly has the man he’s fallen in love with in front of him. Does he defy his orders and make Aden his, or does he obey and give Aden up to his destiny?
Stealing Rain by A.J. Llewellyn and D.J. Manly
In the not too distant future, water becomes so scarce the hunt is on for any drop on other planets. Drew and Trace, former lovers find that love, not just rain, is high at any price.
Drew Lecour was once the pride of the military, until he’d decided to leave the federation and became a rogue, selling water to the highest bidder. Trace had a history with Drew, one that involved some hot sex and broken promises. And now, after not seeing him for years, Drew and his crew suddenly show up on a planet Trace has been contracted to protect, a planet where Drew is set to drill for water.
Trace doesn’t have a choice. He has to defend the water supply. His men are waiting for their leader to give the order to kill, but he can’t bring himself to do that. So he confiscates Drew’s equipment and takes him prisoner; but having Drew naked and at his mercy proves far more challenging than he’d anticipated, and then, there are others forces at play.
Hotwired Heart by Jaime Samms
A good car thief needs sixty seconds, but grand theft heart might take even less time than that.
Freedom and trust; opposite sides of the same coin that could give expert car thief, Marky, the win he’s looking for. Little does he know escaping his gang ties will lead him through heartbreak and into cuffs he hadn’t even thought to watch out for. Now he can trust the powerful man who wants to help, or he can keep running.
It all depends on how much he values his freedom, and whether or not Roland has managed the impossible; hijacking Marky’s carefully guarded heart.
The Magic Thieves by Serena Yates
Elryk Muyd’omir is the most powerful lightning wizard born on Tah’Nut in two hundred years and a pacifist. When he refuses to co-operate with the illegally ruling Xoh’kas family they torture and kill his lover. Rather than risking the death of thousands by losing control over his lightning magic in his rage, he flees to Earth—a place without magic. When the gateway that connects Tah’Nut to other worlds opens Elryk knows that the Law Forces have found him. It is time to either face cruel punishment or fight.
Kaythan Vs’urr is a Law Force Commander who is sent to retrieve the criminal wizard Elryk. He is expected to return him to Tah’Nut for ‘reprogramming’. Secretly disgusted with the Xoh’kas’ lack of determination to stop the magic thieves, he has decided to win Elryk for his plan of defeating them. All they need to do is find the fabled Magic Shield to prevent further thievery.
Can Elryk trust the gorgeous Law Commander who wants his help? Will the two men be able to work together to defeat the Xoh’kas and eliminate the magic thieves?
Stealing Michael by Jambrea Jo Jones
Can one wrong make it right?
Robert’s mother pushes him into stealing a painting. He is in over his head when the homeowner catches him in the act. It leaves him wondering what to do now?
Michael’s life turns in a new direction when a stranger enters his home and the urge to protect the thief overcomes his common sense. He knows he should be angry but who can resist a thief that looks like an angel?
Dragon’s Eye by Stephani Hecht
After a decade of living under the iron rule of a sorcerer, dragon shifter, Duncan Moore finally has his chance for freedom. With his former master dead, all Duncan has to do is steal the very thing that has been holding him captive all these years, his dragon’s eye. The stone holds his magic and his dragon self and without it, he can never go home again.
What should be an easy theft turns complicated when he finds that someone has beat him to the eye and he has no idea where it could be. To add to things he suddenly finds himself teamed up with the dead sorcerers’ son, Trent. For years Duncan has longed for Trent, but had never dared act on his desires. Then one night of passion between the men changes everything and Duncan realises that he could lose something far more valuable than his dragon’s eye, he could lose Trent.
Will Duncan be able to save them both? Or will he have to make the ultimate sacrifice?
If you’re happy and you know it – CONTEST
So… this week has been insane for me. New release, Kate’s Crew, is doing phenomenal in the rankings at MBaM and Amazon. I am so grateful to everyone who picks up my books either because they’ve enjoyed prior ones or because they’re willing to try something new. Or because there are five guys on the cover and it’s only two bucks *shrug*.
I’m happy and I thought to let you all know it (don’t worry I won’t sing) that I’d hold a little contest this weekend. Lets see what I have in my goody pile…
How about winner’s choice between:
-A Dream Machine T-shirt
or
-Assorted Jayne Rylon magnets/pens/pencil pack
or
-Jayne Rylon collector cards and candy (heart lollypop, candy bracelet and hard candy)
All you have to do to enter is comment here or use the form on the contact me page to tell me one thing that makes YOU happy. I’ll draw a winner Sunday night (2/14).
Good luck!
Jayne
www.jaynerylon.com
Vote Please – Best Book of the Week
I’m thrilled to say that Night is Darkest is in the running for Best Book of the Week at Whipped Cream reviews. If you enjoyed the book, I’d love a vote! You can check it out here: http://www.longandshortreviews.com/WC/recentrev.htm
If you haven’t read Night is Darkest yet, here’s a quote from the fabulous five cherry review they gave it. Be sure to stop by their site to read the entire fabulous review. “Night Is Darkest is a story that packs one hell of a punch. Jayne Rylon manages to combine an intriguing story with captivating characters, creating a sensual roller coaster ride with some of the most sizzling protagonists you’re likely to meet. From the moment the story starts, you’ll be snared. … The material itself is tightly written and sharp, and the pace is so brisk you’ll soar through the pages and wonder where the time has gone.”
Jayne