2013 ~ Clarissa Wild's Blog

Erotic Romance writer Clarissa Wild shares her titillating stories and thoughts!

Friday, December 27, 2013

Attention bloggers! Looking for cover reveal/release day blitz signups!

ATTENTION BLOGGERS! I'm looking for people to host a Cover Reveal and/or release day blitz for Fierce!!

This is a New Adult Romance novel that I'm currently writing and is scheduled to be released somewhere mid January.


Fight for your dreams. Fight for your life. Fight for love.

Nerdy girl Autumn Blakewood is the prime example of a goodie two-shoes. She studies every night, is never late for class, and always follows the rules. She has never felt the need to step out of her comfort zone. That is, until she meets Hunter.

Hunter Bane is a cocky, confident bad-boy, who's nothing but trouble. He’s a dangerous distraction to everyone around him. Sexy and strong, Hunter enjoys the swooning effect he has on women. Especially those who aren't used to attention, like Autumn.

Autumn finds it hard not to give into Hunter’s advances, even though it all seems like a game to him. Trying to understand him is impossible, because he shrouds himself in mystery.
What she doesn't know is that Hunter has more baggage than anyone should have to carry. When she discovers he's in an illegal frat club to save the one person that matters to him, Autumn realizes this could mean the end of her undeniable connection to him. Even their lives are at risk.
But it's too late to turn back now ...

Want to know what all the fuss is about? Check out this short excerpt below ;)

“Looking for this?” someone says.
I turn around only to stare into those piercing grey eyes again. It’s him; the guy who was staring at me when I left the bus. The one who turned my cheeks redder than a beet. That guy.
He leans against my doorpost, casually holding up his hand. Pinched between his index finger and thumb is my bracelet.
My bracelet. He’s holding it. Him. The guy who caught my eye the moment I saw him.
And he’s talking to me.
Oh god, I can’t breathe.
I swallow away the lump in my throat as I walk toward him, holding my breath.
“This is yours, right?” he says. His voice is low and raw, and I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything sexier.
I nod, still staring at him. I’m only just close enough to be able to reach for the bracelet, but not nearly far away to my liking.
My heart is beating like crazy as his eyes scan my face while I try not to breathe. I feel like if I do, I might start panting.
He looks so goddamn ridiculously handsome up close. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a guy this gorgeous before.
His spiky hair all gelled up, the tan skin of his hands peeking underneath his leather jacket, his broad pectorals visible through his tight white tee. All of it is making my head explode.
A hot guy is standing in my doorway, talking to me, giving me back my stuff. Stupid how it sounds, it feels like a dream.
Things like this never happen to me. Hot guys don’t come so close to me.
I never anticipated for something like this to happen. I don’t even know how to behave. I didn’t expect this at all.
I catch myself staring at his amazing features so I raise my head to look up at him. His eyes follow mine, and then I know he knows exactly what I was looking at.
Oh god. This is embarrassing.
A cute smile curls up his lips. “You can’t talk?”
My mouth feels like it’s stitched together, as if I’m unable to pull it open and say anything. I must look ridiculous.
I push my glasses further up my nose so they’re not askew anymore. Flushing, I force my lips to part. “Yeah,” I say. “I was so scared I lost it. Where’d you find it?”
He cocks his head, and it shows me his muscular neck, making me blush even more. “Outside. Thought it was yours. It looked expensive.”
I hold out my hand, but he doesn’t give it to me.
“I think it’s important to be careful with stuff you think is valuable. Money doesn’t grow on trees. Besides, not everything can be replaced.”
“I agree, but I lost it by accident. Can I have it back now?” I say. I’m not in the mood for a lecture. I try to snatch it from his hand, but he grasps my bracelet and pulls back his hand.
“What kind of a ‘thank you’ is that?” he says, squinting, taunting me.
Suddenly, he looks a lot less attractive. I fold my arms and say, “Thank you.”
He smiles and tilts his head, dangling the bracelet in front of me. “That all?”
“Yes. What else do you want from me?” I snap.
“Your name.” He mimics my stance and folds his arms, burying the bracelet deep within the sockets of his elbows. His biceps bulge against his leather jacket, and I have trouble not to gape at them.
“Autumn Blakewood. Yours?”
“Autumn? What kind of name is that for a girl?”
With furrowed brows, I say, “Well I like it.”
He starts twirling my bracelet like it’s some kind of toy. I risk a chance and reach for it, but he pulls back again. Goddammit.
“I don’t have time for games …” I say, sighing.
“Oh … I’m not playing games, Leafy.”
“Leafy?” I say, wincing.
He points at my hair and immediately reminds me of the embarrassing scene outside. Now I have to fight off the heat rushing to my cheeks.
“Here,” he says, and he tosses the bracelet. “Name’s Hunter Bane,” he says.
I barely manage to catch the bracelet before he saunters off again. Frowning, I watch him walk off.
“See ya, Leafy.”
“My name isn’t Leafy, it’s Autumn!” I yell after him, but he only waves as he walks into his room.
Which is only five feet away from mine.

*** End of excerpt ***

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Saturday, December 21, 2013

New Adult Christmas Giveaway Hop!

Hi Guys!
It's time for another Christmas giveaway! This time it's part of the New Adult Romance Hop.
I'm giving away 2 e-book copies (INT) of Blissful Volumes 1-3!!

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Thursday, December 19, 2013

New! Sexy & erotic christmas romance short story!

Hey you guys!
I just published a sexy Christmas short story called One Helluva Christmas Romance!! To get you into the giving mood of Christmas (and maybe into a hot and bothered mood for your hubby) I've written this steamy 9900 short story to tickle your senses. Check it out:


High school relationshipnd well, Katy knows firsthand. After Katy and her boyfriend Brent split up so he could go to a university across the state and she went to community college, things went downhill for her. Katy barely managed to graduate, lives alone in her one bedroom apartment, and has a job at the local mall. As a Christmas Elf.

And even that won't last.

When Brent suddenly shows up at the mall looking for her, she knows she's in for one helluva ride. With her job on the line and a love life in shambles, she fights the urge to jump his sexy bones. But Brent has some secret surprises up his sleeve she wasn't prepared for...

Spicy excerpt

The moment he put his lips on mine I was lost to him. I knew it when I tasted him, when I felt his mouth crush mine. All the feelings I’d buried away the past couple of years came flooding back in.
My fingers tangled behind his neck, and I couldn’t help but twirl his thick blond hair. Brent grasped my ass firmly, and his squeezing made my nub pulsate. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to him. The moment he started touching me I’d given up the fight of resisting him.
When he took his lips off me for a second, I felt naked. My lips were raw, red, and swollen, but I was still hungering for more. His kisses had ignited a fire within me that could no longer be extinguished.
“God, I’ve missed this so much,” he said. He smothered me with kisses again, and I could barely breathe in between.
“I missed you too.” I gasped, trying to catch my breath.
He stopped again and looked around. “Taxi!” Brent hollered, and he halted a cab.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the curb while the car came to a halt. We stepped inside, and Brent put his arm around me. “Where do you want to go?” he asked, his tone sounding uncertain, as if he was asking me permission.
“Home,” I said, and I told the cabdriver my address.
I could feel every movement of his hand on my shoulder as he pulled me closer and buzzed my hair. His finger briefly caressed my arm, and it sent shocks through my entire body. I still couldn’t believe he was here and that he was touching me. It was like a dream come true. A scary dream, but a dream nonetheless. I didn’t know if he’d stay in my life, but somehow it didn’t matter to me as much as it did before.
Not after that kiss.
After that kiss, all I wanted was to have his kisses forever.
I wanted him with me for tonight.
When the cab reached my place, Brent quickly paid the driver and held open the door for me like a real gentleman. He placed his hand on my waist and leaned sideways for another kiss. He looked so damn fine in his black suit, all I could think of was bringing him back to my place and ripping it off him.
I was a complete mess, because of his kisses. The attention I’d been craving for so long was finally handed on a platter, and I wanted nothing more than take it. My lusty heart was sold. I didn’t think my brain had any say in it.
He briefly stopped, and his lips hovered close to mine as he gazed into my eyes with a look full of passion and desire. He gently cupped my face between his index finger and thumb, and the mere contact of his skin against mine sent jolts through my body. Stopping myself from inching closer and pushing my face into his hand was difficult.
“I just love kissing you,” he muttered.
“Don’t stop,” I said.

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Thursday, December 12, 2013

Blissful vol. 3 is out now!! (BBW Erotic Romance)

Blissful Volume 3 is in the stores right now! This sweet & sexy New Adult Romance will make you gasp, and not just in a surprised way ... muhuhahaha!

Haven't read vol. 1 and vol. 2 yet? You can get number 1 for FREE now and number 2 for only 2.99!! Grab your chance quickly :D

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Blurb of volume 3

Torn by a choice between love and passion

Jack's heart has been lost ever since that terrible night. Now that I know what happened to him, I feel like I need to help him. I want to be there for him, but I know he'll never forget. Is love really going to be enough?
I miss my old life. I want to sing, I want to be somebody, and now that I'm with Jack everything has been put on hold. A curvy girl like me has no chance in the music business anyway, but when an opportunity presents itself to me, it feels like a dream.
Can I take this chance and risk losing him?

I never believed I would fall so hard for Amy, and it's turning me into a mess. She's sweet, sexy, and gets me hot and bothered in no time. I get protective of her and all I can think about is holding her close. But telling her ... that's another thing.
I think I love her, but it's terrifying, too. I know she'll want to pursue her career again soon. It's only a matter of time before I lose her again. I want her to be happy, but I think it'll kill me as well. I don't want her to leave.
Can I save our relationship before it's too late?

Check out this steamy and sexy excerpt from volume 3 below:

Kissing him has been on my mind since we came home today. Even after all that shit that happened between us, I still want to be with him. I just can’t stay away. No matter how many times I tell myself this isn’t good, I can’t stop wanting him.
Just looking at him makes me ooze with pure want.
He’s just so damn sweet and sexy. A caring man, who had to stumble his way through a rough life. A proud man, who’s afraid to admit he can’t handle his problems alone. A kind and gentle man, who stole my heart. His flaws make him perfect.
But his lips are cold, so cold they create goose bumps on my skin.
I take my mouth off his. “You’re as cold as ice.”
He bites his lip to hide a sneaky smile. “Warm me up then.”
He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him, but I push away again. “You’re really cold, Jack. Jesus, this isn’t good.”
He sighs. “I don’t feel it.”
“I do. C’mon,” I say, and I pull him out of the bed. “We need to get you under the shower. Some hot water will get you up to temperature again. And why were you sleeping without a blanket anyway?”
He chuckles from my jabbering, but lets me drag him along anyway. I open the door and get him inside before closing it behind me.
“You gonna wait here ‘till I get naked or something?” he says.
“What?” I stammer.
I hadn’t really thought about it before, but now that I’m looking at him I realize he’s still dressed. Of course. To get under the water, one must get naked. Sometimes I feel like a drooling little girl. He has to take off his clothes, and I’m still here. What am I doing here?
He turns around with a smirk on his face and stays put in the middle of the bathroom, arms folded. “So, you want a peepshow or something?”
Heat rises to my head, and I know my cheeks are glowing red. “No, of course not.”
I quickly turn around and put my hand on the door handle, but then his hand suddenly presses firmly against the door. His arm is beside me and I’m staring at a bulk of muscles, so firm, I want to touch it.
I swallow.
Shit, these hormones are driving me crazy with lust.
Jack’s chest presses against my back and I can hear him inhale. He smells me, his nose close to my hair. When he exhales it sounds as though he’s relaxing, but his hand is still jammed against the door, pinning me between both.
I gasp when his finger grazes my neck and brushes aside my hair. His finger is cold and yet it heats me up to my core. When his lips make contact with my skin I gasp.
He’s so smooth and his kisses are to die for. The way he presses them softly onto my shoulder and neck makes me feel like a precious prize. As if I’m all he wants.
As much as I want him.
I let go of the door handle. His hand slips off the door and drifts to my waist. He’s taking a hold of me, and I can’t resist. I don’t even try anymore.
“Stay with me,” Jack whispers into my ear. It sends electric shocks through my spine. “I want to be close to you.”
My heartbeat rises as he works his way up my neck and nibbles my earlobe. He pushes himself against me, and his growing pants are unmistakable. Oh, yes, I can definitely feel him and his desire.
He tugs my body, and my feet move without me having any control over them. It’s as if my mind is blank and my body is running on pure lust. I’m not sure whether it’s right or wrong, especially not because of his past, but I can’t stop wanting him and more of this. His love is so affectionate, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Tender and passionate. He provides what I’ve been missing for so long. I need him like a drug.
Hooking his fingers underneath my shirt, he pulls it over my head, and it drops to the floor. His rough fingers linger on my arms and smooth down toward my armpits. He holds me close, lets me feel his body against mine, as if he wants me to feel the closeness between us. As if he’s ready to give me more.

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Sunday, December 8, 2013

Sneak Peek Blissful vol. 3 (New Adult Erotic Romance)

WHOOO I've got an excerpt for you guys, and it's a hot romantic one too ;) Check this out:

Pursing his lips, exhausted breaths come from his nose, and his eyes are closed. He buries his head in my chest and wraps his arms around me, securing me. I’m so close to him, I can feel his heartbeat against my chest, pounding feverishly, as if he’s just run a marathon and I’m the finish line.
His fingers slip smoothly over my skin, every touch sending shivers through my body. One of them rests on the nape of my neck and the other on my spine. He’s holding me close, so tenderly, so full of love, and it makes me want to smother him with kisses and hugs.
He sighs. “Fuck … I’m—”
“Don’t say you’re sorry,” I interrupt him. “Don’t ever say you’re sorry. Ever.”
He exhales slowly and looks up at me. Those dark brown eyes of his still mesmerize me and make me fall apart.
“But I’m a wreck.”
“So am I, but this is not a pity fuck, and I don’t want to hear you say it. I wanted this, too. It’s not just you who has needs. I want you, too.”
One eyebrow plucks upward. “You want me?”
The way he says it makes me blush. It’s like he’s asking me to give in. To tell him that I want this to be more. That I want to be his. Not just in bed, but everywhere.
I get off his lap, but he grabs my wrist and stands up, too. He closes in on me, and now we’re both under the shower again, hot water pouring down on our heads.
“Tell me,” he says. “I wanna hear it.”
“Yes, I want you,” I say, swallowing away my pride. “But I want all of you, and I know that’s not possible right now, but I’m okay with that. For now. But don’t you say sorry. There is nothing to be sorry about. Our sex is nothing to be sorry about.”
Jack lets go of my wrist. “Oh, I don’t regret this. None of this.” He inches closer and leaves a small peck on the left corner of my lip, so soft it almost tickles. “Nor this.” His kiss drags to the center of my lips and he leaves another quick peck. “I only regret not being able to give you more.”
I gasp at his words and his sweet kisses that are setting me ablaze again.
“I want you, Amy. I want to be with you, but I want to take it slow, too. I want to know this is right, and not feel ashamed when I do this, when I make love to you. To know that it’s okay to move on and love someone else. To love you.” He gazes into my eyes with a fiery passion. “I don’t want you to have to deal with a fucked up guy like me, but I don’t want you to leave either.”
“I don’t care about all that. I want it to be you, Jack. I don’t want anyone else anymore,” I whisper, and my breath is caught in my throat.
Water drops drip down his long hair and make him look so goddamn sexy. He inhales close to my mouth, as if he’s trying to suck out the words. Every inch of my love.
“Please tell me you won’t leave,” he lisps against my mouth. “Even if I’m such a fucking mess. I need you …”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer, setting my mouth on his. With a kiss I tell him that I’m not going anywhere. My career is on hold, but I don’t mind. Jack has given me so much more than I could wish for, and I don’t want to lose that. I don’t want to lose him. Besides, it’s not like there is anything else out there for me. Jack’s the only thing I got going for me now, and I don’t intend to let him slip away.

*** End of excerpt ***

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Thursday, December 5, 2013

Super Duper December giveaway!

Surprise everyone!

We've got an amazing giveaway again! This time it's right before christmas, the greatest time of the year, and also the best month to receive and give away sweet presents. Well, we've got enough sexy and hot Ebooks for you to devour or give away as a present this coming christmas ...

This is the Super Duper December Giveaway!

Enter to win 1 of the lovely Ebook and swag prizes listed below in the Raffelcopter. There are at least 48 different kind of books you can win! There are lots and lots of romantic, New Adult and steamy Ebooks, ranging from sweet and sassy, or a touch of paranormal, to spicy and erotic. Come join in the fun and holiday spirit!

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Giveaway ends December 19th at 11:59 PM EST. Open internationally. Warning: content possibly not suitable for minors under the age of 17. Prizes will be sent electronically via mail. Winner will be selected on 12/20/2013 by Random.org and be notified by email. The product offered for the giveaway is free of charge, no purchase necessary. My opinions are my own and were not influenced by any form of compensation. Facebook, Twitter and Google+ are in no way associated with this giveaway. By providing your information in this form, you are providing your information to me and me alone. I do not share or sell information and will use any information only for the purpose of contacting the winner.
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Sunday, December 1, 2013

Cheap Christmas New Adult Book Bundle and more!!

SURPRISE EVERYONE!!! We're doing a HUGE New Adult bundle for Christmas and you could get a very cheap or even FREE copy!


December 1st - December 4th we're holding a Facebook Party!!!

Enter for a chance to win:

DAY 1: Giving away a NA Bundle!
DAY 2:  Giving away a SciFi Bundle!
DAY 3: Giving away a Contemporary/Historical Bundle!
DAY 4: Giving away a  Paranormal Bundle!

And there's also our  Release Party on December 24th.

We're also giving away lots of goodies on Twitter, so come join us!

From December 5th until December 7th you can win lots of prizes!!

Enter for a chance to win:

Day 1: Giveaway of the SciFi bundle
Day 2: Giveaway of the Paranormal bundle
Day 3: Giveaway of the NA and Contemporary/Historical bundles

And a Twitter Release Party December 24th!

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Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Blissful Volume 2 is out now! (BBW Erotic Romance)

Blissful Volume 2 is in the stores right now! This sweet New Adult Romance will continue with at least 2 more books, so I hope you enjoy this one ;) There's a lot more to come.

Check out this very hot excerpt below:

His hands are cupped around my face, and he inches closer. For a moment I hold my breath and close my eyes. His breathing tingles against my lips. When they press against mine it feels as though I’m on cloud nine again. He’s soft and delicate, moving slow and passionate. I want to embrace him and hold him against me, encapsulating him in my warmth.
But he backs away again. Opening my eyes, I can see tears welling up in his.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.
“You aren’t.”
He looks down at the sheets, the only space between us. “I’m afraid … so afraid that all I want is a woman. That it’s just lust. I don’t want to do that to you.”
I place my hand on his arm. “I know it isn’t. I’ve seen you, Jack. The way you look at me. The way you treat me. You care about me. You can tell me all you want, but I’m not falling for it. I know what’s inside there.” I press my finger against his taut chest. “Just like you knew with me.”
He grasps my finger and pulls it up to his lips, moving it around as if he’s caressing himself with my fingers. I can feel his yearning, how much he wants to be loved, but the angst is holding him back.
No more.
Leaning closer to him, I grab his free hand and press it against my chest, close to my heart. “We both need love. I don’t care if you’re a rebound.”
He lets go off my hand and looks at me. He scans my face, checks out my breasts at exactly the place his hand is resting, and looks farther down. He looks at my leg, the spot which isn’t covered by the blanket. I took off my pants long ago, and when he sees the bare skin his hand slips under the blanket.
I hold my breath as I feel his rough hands gently slide up my leg, moving to a painful bruise on my knee. He caresses it softly, easing the pain. Then his fingers slowly urge upward to my thigh. I hiss and shudder as he reaches my inner thigh and squeezes it. I can feel the heat pooling my belly and the moist building up between my thighs. I don’t want him to stop, but it’s scary having another man touch me there.
He leans in and presses his lips onto mine. It’s breathtaking. The way he shivers as he touches me, the way his lips are both curious and anxious at the same time. I want it. I want all of it. I want him, every part of him, no matter how bad.
We both need someone to love us.
When he stops, a tear trickles down his cheek. He lets his head fall down onto my breasts, burying it into my chest, and he sniffs. “I want to have you so badly. Please, let me have you,” he whispers. “If only just for the night. Make me forget.”
His fingers dig into my skin, and his breathing is ragged. I can hear he’s holding himself back. He wants me terribly, but we both aren’t sure if this is for real. If it’s love or lust. If it’s just a relief from the pain.
But we’re both the same. We both need the consolation. The sweetness of love to mend our wounded hearts. I won’t hold him down. I need this as much as he does. However damaged we are.
“You can have me,” I say.
“But I’m a broken man. I can’t offer you anything in return.”
“You don’t need to. We both have to ease the pain, and we can do that with love.”
He lifts his head and starts kissing me again. It’s soft and subtle, but he’s still whimpering. The saltiness of his tears makes me want to smother him. I don’t want to let him go. I want to give him what he needs. What I need. More. We will heal each other, if only for the night.
He stops for a moment and looks me in the eye. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
“I don’t want to do anything you don’t like.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I say, muffling a laugh, and I press my lips firmly against his.

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Friday, November 15, 2013

Blissful Volume 1 - Out Now! (FREE BBW erotic romance)

Yes, that's right, Blissful Volume 1 is available for download! This sweet romance is sure to set your heart on fire :) And guess what? This book is totally FREE!

What others have to say:

"Loved Maddy she was such a cutie ... can't wait to see how this story develops." ~ Maria T. - Goodreads


Unlucky is my middle name. My life as a singer-songwriter in a band I started with my best friend isn’t getting anywhere. I’m curvy and being thin is apparently important for a musical career. When my high school sweetheart and I get married, I find him kissing my best friend. Of course I didn’t put up with it.
Broken and depressed, I run away from everything I know, but even my car breaks down. Like I said … luck is not on my side.

Until I meet Jack …

Maintaining a ranch isn’t easy. I’ve got more work than time. Spare time is a luxury I can’t afford and won’t give into. When I spend one moment alone with my thoughts, I’m done for. Alcohol becomes my friend, because I can’t bear to feel the misery inside my heart.
I hate who I’ve become. Sorrow eats me up, but I won’t let anyone see. I need to keep on living, keep on fighting, and do everything on my own. For her, my little angel. She’s all I have left.

Until I meet Amy …

Lost in misery, love is our salvation

Excerpt (Jack's POV):

Her phone buzzes, and she stops working to check it. She’s leaning against the open door of the stables, probably reading a text message. Her gloomy face worries me.
She sniffs, and her body starts shaking. Oh shit. This doesn’t look good. She squints, her lips quivering and moving down. Oh, please, no. Don’t start crying, please, don’t cry.
Her eyes are getting watery, and before I know it she runs out the stable.
“Amy!” I holler, but she doesn’t stop.
I go after her. I need to know what’s bothering her so much that she’s crying all the time. I can’t let someone around me be so sad. It hurts me, too.
She’s clenching a fence somewhere up ahead, her blonde hair whisking in the wind. She looks stunning. The breeze makes her whimpers almost inaudible. Almost. My heart aches just from hearing it. I don’t want to see her sad.
I walk toward her, but find her cell phone a few feet away from her. I pick it up and hesitate, but I can’t stop myself from glancing shortly.
‘I’m sorry, Amy. I shouldn’t have kissed her. Please, tell me this isn’t the end. XOXO, Ronnie.’
So she has a boyfriend. Or had? I don’t know. Shit. I shouldn’t have looked at this. Fuck, what am I doing? Amy’s crying, and now I know why. I should get over there and comfort her.
I don’t wait another second and walk up to her. She’s clenching the fence tight, as if it’s the last thing she has to hold on to. I can her hear snivel, trying to hold back the tears. Oh, Amy …
I stand next to her and gaze at the field. It’s quiet for some time. I don’t know what to do. I’m not good with this. If I were, I’d know how to comfort myself, but I don’t.
“Want to talk about it?” I say after a while.
She shakes her head, but then another whimpering session begins. I rub over her shoulder and try to soothe her as much as I can.
“My ex. He kissed her. My best friend,” she suddenly says.
Okay, so she shakes her head, yet still talks? I swear I don’t get girls at all.
“On my wedding day!” she yells.
Oh. That’s fucking bad. Like hellish. “Shit …” is all I say. What else am I supposed to say? She’s bawling her eyes out, and it’s all because of that fucking jerk. All I can think of is wanting to crack him open and spit him out, spew shit about him, and swear as if there’s no tomorrow, but I can’t do that. It’s her ex. She’s crying over him, so that means she still cares about him. If I’d call him all sorts of things I’m sure she’ll be angry with me instead of him.
“Yes, he’s a fucking bastard!” she yells. “You cheating asshole!” she screams, leaning over the fence as if she’s hoping the words will cross the land and find their way to his ears.
Then she turns around and buries her head in my chest.
My body freezes. I gasp, pondering what to do. She’s crying against me, making my shirt wet, and I all I can think of is wanting her closer. Damn, Jack, when did you turn into such a sissy?
She wraps her arms around my neck, howling swear words while sobbing. Oh, I give up. I put my arms around her and pull her closer. She needs this. She needs me. I’m not sure what I want or need, but I have to be here for her. She can use me to cry onto. She can shout at me, beat me up, and crash into me. If it stops her from feeling sad, I’ll do anything. I can’t bear to hear her cry. Not another soul.
My hand brushes back and forth over her back. I try to calm her down by shushing and rocking sideways. She’s still crying, but it’s slowly lessening.
Suddenly I feel something clench my leg and squeeze in between us.
Amy lets go of me and peers down between our legs. Madeline pushed her way through and is now hugging Amy’s leg.
“Don’t cry, Amy,” she says.
Amy wipes the tears from her cheeks and pats Madeline on the head. We look at each other, momentarily. She doesn’t need to say anything to let me know she’s thankful that I was here when she needed someone.
Madeline quickly runs off, cramming herself through the fence, and into the field. We watch her dart around, picking flowers as she goes. She comes back and holds them up to Amy.
“For you.”
A smile slowly creeps onto Amy’s face. She gets on her knees, ignoring the fact that her jeans get dirty, and takes the flowers from Madeline. “Aw. They’re lovely.” She leans closer and beckons Madeline to lean closer too. “Thank you very much, Madeline.”
“You’re welcome!” Maddy giggles and runs off to chase the birds that are eating the leftover grain.
Amy watches Madeline before standing up again. Her eyes are still red and swollen, but her depressed face is gone. I can see she’s already falling in love with my sweet Maddy, just like everyone else who meets her. I chuckle. Of course she is.
“What?” she says.
“Oh, nothing.”
She gives me a quick jab against the shoulder, and makes me step back. This girl’s got some punch in her. Didn’t expect that. I didn’t expect her to get over her sadness so quickly, either. It’s admirable. I guess in that way she’s stronger than me.
She looks at me, stares at me even, and I feel embarrassed. Her perpetual gaze is petrifying me. I know she can see it. See underneath all of the layers, all of the jokes that I hide behind. It’s as if she’s peering into my soul, gazing at all the destruction I’ve done. Gazing at the ruin that is my life.
A chill crawls under my skin. I don’t want her to look at me like that, as if they can see all the hurt. As if they think they can do something about it. I don’t want anyone delving up my screwed up history. There’s no reason and no way in hell I’m going to let that happen. Unveiling what I’ve tried to bury for so long will kill me.
I clear my throat. “Let’s get back to work, if you’re ready.”

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Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Excerpt of upcoming book!


I'm writing a hot new story that features a curvy depressed songwriter named Amy and a sexy & sweet but sad Rancher named Jack. It's going to have a lot of characters and will probably be a longer serial. Not sure how many parts yet, but I've got a lot in mind.And guess what? This one has the male POV, too!
I'm so excited to share this with you!! Gah, can't wait 'till you guys read it :)

Anyway, here's an excerpt:

Jack opens the door and steps out of the car. Frowning, I look around. I thought we still had to drive, why is he getting out? It’s already dark outside, but I clearly see one light burning up ahead.Then I see the house attached to the light, a few yards away. It’s a large wooden home, looking like it could use a fresh coat of paint. Next to it is a huge barn, and tools are lying all over the place. We’re already here?
“You gettin’ out or do you want to camp out in my car?” he says, leaning over to look at me through the window.
He walks away toward the house. I hurry to get out and slam the door a little too hard maybe, because he turns his head to me. I walk to my own car and haul out enormous suitcase I brought.
“Wow, you brought a suitcase? You must be serious on camping out here.”
“Oh, damn you and your jokes,” I say, and he chuckles, amused at my troubles. Yeah, you go ahead and laugh. After you’re done with my car, I’m out of here …
Walking back to the house is difficult. The ground beneath me is soggy and my shoes sink into the mud. I tiptoe to a spot where there are some tiles.
Gazing at me, he laughs and shakes his head. “Afraid of a little dirt?”
“I’m a girl and I’m from the city. What do you expect?” I say with my brows furrowed.
“Nothing, actually.” Leaning against the open door of the house, he just stands there and looks at me.
I gape at him. Did he just actually say that. “Excuse me? Are you implying something?”
He smirks. “Well you said it yourself, you’re a girl from the city. Not much to expect when it comes to farm life.”
He’s just provoking me! Well, I can take him. “Yeah, well I think I can handle a little muck.” I snort.
I jump across a pile of mud, but lose my balance on the slippery ground. My butt lands exactly in the puddle.
Jack bursts out into laughter and it makes me furious. My outfit is ruined and now my hands, legs and butt are covered in wet sand and god knows what else is on this ground. Jack strides toward me and holds out his hand. “Does your highness want a hand?”
Squinting, I’m pondering whether to jerk his legs so he drops, too, but I bet I’m not strong enough to make it happen. Plus, it’s rather rude, since he wants to help me. Sighing loudly, I take his hand and let him pull me up. My shoe is caught in the mud, and I stumble forward, right into his chest.
His broad arms are around me, keeping me from falling again. I look up to meet his surprised eyes. My heart makes a jump, feeling his body so close to mine. Oh, shit, this is so wrong.
I twist away from his arms and lean backward to get on my feet again. Clearing my throat, I try to make the burning feeling in my throat go away.
Jack purses his lips and frowns, looking confused. For an instance it almost looks as if he’s affected by our touch, too.
Then he turns back into his playful self again. “Can’t even stand on your own two feet, huh.”
He wipes his muddy hands on his jeans, like it’s no big deal to make them dirty.
I roll my eyes. “Give me a break. It’s dark outside, I can’t see a thing and the road here is like a sinkhole.”
Jack laughs. “Can’t argue with you on that. Well, better get you cleaned up.” He grabs my suitcase, turns around and hauls it to the door, expecting me to follow him, I guess. 

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Monday, October 28, 2013

The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game is here!

New book! The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game

The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game is finally here! Julie Valentine has barely escaped from the hands of death, but the past haunting Dominic isn’t going to let them go easily. Determined to save Dominic, Julie sets out to destroy what’s hurting him, risking her own life in the process. The game has only just begun…

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Carefully, he started moving across the floor, his feet making the perfect slow dance steps. He was alluring to look at in his neat suit, with his hair swished back, his predatory eyes on my face. His warm hand squeezed mine as we swooshed across the floor, and he placed his other hand on my lower back.
My mind went crazy, thinking about his hands on me. I could feel every one of his fingers, and my senses were making over hours just feeling his hand move from time to time. Oh, what I’d give for him to touch my naked body again.
I swallowed. Don’t think about that Julie.
A smile crept onto his face as he watched me. My cheeks were probably glowing.
I tried to ignore his touch and focused on his eyes, but they were mesmerizing me. I looked at his thin lips, those delicious lips that I wanted to kiss, which could drive me insane.
I quickly closed my eyes and breathed in and out a couple of times. Keep it together.
He chuckled. “You seem anxious, Julie.”
“Yeah, well, I’m rather stunned that you just happened to be here where I was. How exactly did you know I was here? Have your men been spying on me?” My eyes narrowed.
Dominic frowned. “No, of course not. If I wanted to keep tabs on you, I’d hang a couple of video cameras in your room.”
My eyes widened.
He laughed. “Relax, I’m joking. I would never invade your privacy … unless you want me to.”
The wink that followed made my insides broil.
I turned my head away, trying to keep my cool. I spotted a woman in the back, walking past the entrance, gawking at us. Her silky brown hair was knotted in a bun on top of her head, and her stern oval face was plastered with make-up.
I scrunched my nose and turned my head back to Dominic again. “That woman over there is staring at us,” I whispered, and I cocked my head a little to point him in the right direction.
He glanced at her and then sent her a quick nod.
I peeked and saw she’d left again. “Who was that?”
My mouth dropped open. “That was your private detective? The woman you’ve been so secretive about?”
“Yes, and that was for your own good. She’s been keeping an eye out at the casino, in case they come here looking for answers as to why the money was fake.”
“What do you mean, for my own good? I didn’t ask to be lied to.”
“No, but I did it because I wanted to avoid you being unhappy, but I obviously failed. I never wanted this. Look at you. You’re frightened to death. I’ve been watching you from the sidelines and all I see is your fear. It tears me apart.”
I frowned and looked at the floor. He was really upfront.
Dominic sighed and bit his lip. “Sorry, that was too harsh.”
“No, it’s the truth,” I said. “Just having a hard time facing it.”
“It’s killing me to see you like this, so hurt and vulnerable.” He pulled me close to his chest. “I’d hoped being apart from me would do you good, then I’d be able to let you go so you could do what you want, but you only seem sadder.”
I nodded a bit, taking in the intoxicating smell of his aftershave. My hands were around his neck, and my fingers twirled around his soft blond hair.
“I can’t bear to see you like this, Julie.” He lifted my chin and looked at me with glazed eyes. “To see the woman I love be in so much pain is killing me. I can’t stand to stay away from you. All I want is to make you happy again, I don’t care what I have to do, but staying away from you obviously isn’t going to make that happen either.”
He was right. I was miserable just from leaving him, not to mention what happened. There was so much going on right now, and I had no one to share it with. No one to cry out with, to make me feel safe, to make me feel loved.
Without realizing it, my face had already inched closer to his.
“Don’t,” he said, his voice suddenly hoarse, as if it was already painful just to speak the words. “I can’t handle the temptation, Julie. I’m not going to force myself on you. I want this to be your own choice, and since you’ve decided to move out for the time being, I’ll respect that. I just needed to get this off my chest. Dancing with you was the opportunity I needed to do that.”
His heart beat at an incredible rate. I could feel the heat radiating through his suit. The Adam’s apple in his neck slowly moved up and down as he had difficulty swallowing. My presence made him just as nervous as I was. It felt like we were new lovers discovering each other again. At that moment I decided I wasn’t going to feel any safer being away from him, and that I’d rather feel loved than abandoned.
I raised my head and pressed my lips on top of his. He seemed caught in surprise as I left my peck. He looked confused for a moment. His mouth opened, and he glanced at my lips. That was all the time he needed to make his choice.
Dominic smothered me with his lips, devouring my mouth. He stopped dancing and closed his eyes, kissing me with fire. His hands clenched my back, his fingers digging into my skin. We were standing still in the middle of the dance floor, but it didn’t matter. I could feel how we wanted to be with each other so badly, just through this kiss. I never wanted it to end, and so I had made my decision: I wasn’t going to leave his side tonight.

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Wednesday, October 16, 2013

New Release! The Billionaire's Bet #3: A Risky Raise!

The Billionaire's Bet #3: A Risky Raise is finally here! Julie Valentine has chosen to stay with hot billionaire Dominic Fury, but unforeseen threats put a strain on their relationship. A dangerous game was already happening ... and Julie is thrown in the midst.

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Here's a sexy little excerpt for you: 

Suddenly he released me, snatched the bottle from behind me and took a step back.
“Hey!” I yelled, as he held the bottle high up in the air. Raising his head, he took a sip straight from the bottle.
“What the hell,” I murmured.
He let out a big sigh after the drink. “Refreshing.”
“Give that back,” I said, and I reached for the bottle, my arms and legs stretching to their limit. I wasn’t tall enough to even get to his hands. He swayed the bottle back and forth, a sneaky smile curving his lips, while he raised his eyebrows a couple of times.
“Come on,” I said. I jumped up and down, but each time he held the bottle up higher.
He laughed and looked down at me. “Well, this is a nice view.” Then I noticed he wasn’t actually looking at my eyes, but at my chest.
I could feel them bounce each time I was jumping, and the moment I realized he was eyeing them, I stopped, heat rushing to my cheeks.
I pursed my lips and squinted. “Whatever.”
Folding my arms, I turned around and walked to the door. “Go ahead, drink until you faint. I thought you might like to have me instead of the booze, but I guess not. Have fun.”
I left him standing in the kitchen as he sloshed down more whiskey. I walked up the stairs, but when I was halfway up, he yelled, “Hey, where are you going? I was only fooling around.”
He stood at the bottom of the stairs, gaping at me with the bottle still in his hands.
“Come on … get back here,” he said, throwing his head back.
“Make me,” I said.
His head tilted back and a mischievous grin appeared on his face, his eyes narrowing.
Oh, dear.
Dominic stormed up the stairs like a predator on the loose. I screamed and ran further up, but he caught me when I just reached the top. His hands clenched firmly around my body, and he swooped me up in one go.
“Ah! What are you doing?” I yelped as he carried me to the playroom.
“You said you’d ease the pain if I let you. Well, now I’m letting you.”
I snorted. “That was before you went all childish on me.”
He laughed. “That wasn’t childish. I was merely enjoying the view of you clambering me. I can’t help that I like innocent, helpless women struggling to get to me.” I could hear the bottle of whiskey sloshing back and forth in his hand.
I frowned. “I’m not helpless and I’m certainly not struggling to get to you! I don’t care.”
Dominic put me down on the red sheeted bed and kept my wrists in place with just his hand. “And you’re certainly not innocent either. Trying to coax me into having sex with you.”
My nostrils flared and my lips curled downward like I’d been sucking on a lemon.
“Relax, it was a joke.” He winked. “It’s funny to see you angry.”
“Oh, really funny,” I retorted.
“It sure pushes the crappy thoughts and memories out of my head. And I have you to thank for that.” He nuzzled me, and I rolled my eyes, letting out a sigh. He gently pressed his lips onto mine and licked his way inside. I laughed from his weird kisses that were normally ravishing, which were now sweet and feathery.
“See,” he whispered. “You’ll forgive me.”

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Friday, October 4, 2013

New Release! The Billionaire's Bet #2: A Hot Call

The Billionaire's Bet #2 is finally here!

That's right, The Billionaire's Bet: A Hot Call has just been published and is available on Amazon, B&N, AllRomance and Smashwords. It's a hot erotic BDSM Story about writer Julie Valentine who struggles to fall in love with Sexy rich Dominic Fury.

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Here's a steamy excerpt:

His warm hand brushed along my neck and cupped around my face. “I just want to enjoy a nice meal with you right now.” His hand slipped from my face down my shoulder and around my back. Goose bumps formed all over my body as he slipped his hand down my back and grabbed my butt tight. He kept his other hand in his pocket.
The buzzing began again. I gasped and squeezed my legs together, little moans escaping my mouth.
He chuckled. “I love feeling you writhe against me.”
The humming stopped again and I could breathe. He took his hand from his pocket and showed me the remote control. “I like being in control of your pleasure. I’ll take this with me for tonight.”
My eyes widened. “You want to do that at the restaurant?”
“Ah, ah, Julie, I don’t tolerate protests. You’ll keep the vibrator inside you and I’ll use this remote as I see fit. I grant you permission to enjoy.”
A sly smile appeared on his face as soon as he saw me gaping. “Now, let’s go.”
He took my arm and together we walked into the corridor of the building. I was already sweating heavily when he pressed the button of the elevator. I couldn’t imagine what tonight would look like, with me being pleasured under the table during a dinner where there were other guests who could see my every move. I had to keep quiet and that was the hardest thing to do.
As soon as the doors closed, Dominic surprised me. He pressed his body against me in a blazing attempt to corner me. I was jammed against the walls. His breathing was heavy and full of raging hormones. He looked down upon me like I was his captive.
“I will have you tonight. I don’t know if I can withhold myself from attacking you right now.”
Within a second his lips were on mine. He ravished my mouth, licking my tongue, forcing himself onto me. He pinned me against the wall, seizing my breasts with eager and harsh hands. He ripped open my button down shirt and slipped his hand inside to circle around my areolas and pinch my nipples. I moaned, but he silenced me with his mouth.
When the doors of the elevator opened again, we both looked up. There was a fifty-year-old lady dressed in a leopard print outfit combined with a pink bag gawking us.
“Excuse me for breaking up your party, but I gotta get up,” she said and stepped inside.
Dominic immediately pushed himself off me and straightened his jacket, while I fumbled to hook my buttons back into place. The lady eyed Dominic’s full-blown erection.
Dominic cleared his throat and took my hand to escort me outside. My cheeks were flushed with heat from embarrassment as well as arousal. He obviously didn’t care to be caught, but the way he just put his hands on my there was sexy as hell.
“Since we’re in public now, you may address me as Dominic or Dom. Whichever you prefer.”
“Okay, Dom,” I said. It was the same name the woman had used to address him in the text message.
Oh, why am I thinking about this now?
We walked out of the lobby and a white limo just came to a stop right in front of us. Dominic opened the door and held up his hand. “Hop in.”
I got in and waited for him to walk to the other side to sit next to me. When the door closed, Dominic snapped his fingers and the chauffeur started to drive. He closed the blinds between us as well.
Dominic’s hand dove into his pocket and he took out the remote control. I didn’t even see him press the button. The moment I felt the buzzing between my legs I clenched the seat. I giggled from the sudden delicious jolts shooting up into my sex.
“I’m going to make you so horny, you can’t even resist me,” Dominic said. He moved closer and moved his hand up my leg, while I shivered with pleasure. I felt his warm breath near my ear and he nibbled my earlobe, flicking his tongue along it. I shuddered and held in my breath as he groaned in my ear, his fingers tightening in my flesh.
“Do you like it, Julie?” he whispered.
I nodded and closed my eyes as his fingers trailed their way up my thighs. Every inch he got closer, my heart beat faster, but then he stopped right before reaching my private parts. He took my hand and brought it to his pants, placing my fingers right on top of his bulge.
“Do you feel that? That’s what controlling your pleasure does to me. Oh, I just love to see you squirm because of me.”
Moaning, I squeezed my legs together. The jolts became fiercer, as if he had turned up the speed. He grunted like a predator and used my hand as a gear handle, guiding me over his member.
When the car to a halt, so did the humming. Dominic released my hand and pocketed the remote again. I was still gasping, trying to catch my breath. My head felt hot and I knew I was red all over.
A sly smile appeared on his face, and then he stepped out of the car and closed the door.
I only had a few more seconds to calm myself, and my pussy, down before Dominic was at my side. He held up his hand as he escorted me out, smiling with a cheap grin as if nothing ever happened.

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