Monday, June 27, 2011

Author Interview - Tonya Kinzer - Erotic Romance Author

   Gift Card Winner:  Ju D - Congratulations!!

      Thank you for stopping in this week to help me celebrate the release of book three in my series - The Boss's Pet: Sharing Among Friends! I appreciate the support from so many of my friends and fellow authors. I'm honored!
     I have Sondra with me to talk about life with her Boss, Nick, and how that's working for her. She's independent, sexy, confident and knows what she wants out of life. 

Tonya:  Sondra, I'm glad you stopped in. I know you and Nice are busy. What is it about Nick that draws you to him?

Sondra:  I'm not sure I can put a finger on just what it is that pulls me toward this sexy man. I know he has a magnetism that attracts all women and when he looks at you with those sexy blues of his, it's as though he can read your mind and implant thoughts into you brain of what he wants from you!

Tonya:  I'm not sure how you pull it off having a boss with sexy eyes like Nick has. Is it hard to work and concentrate in the same office with a man who tugs at your wants and needs?

Sondra:  If we're working on a client portfolio, it's all business for both of us. We want to make sure we get the investment recommendations right for that client. We look at the amount of money being invested, what their goals are and the portfolio has to match what the client goals are for their future and the number of years they have to go to meet that goal. When it's time for us to relax, it's only after the research is done.

Tonya:  Has anything surprised you about entering into the lifestyle that Nick has introduced you to?

Sondra:  I think that would have to be the way your thought process changes when you're in the submissive mode. Both parties have to agree before hand what can and can't be done. It saves a lot of misunderstanding and hurt feelings. As a Dom, Nick seems to know exactly what I want and need; His patience and control are above anyone I've ever met. I'm not sure how he does that, but I love his thought process.

Tonya:  You enjoy the blindfold and restraints. Doesn't that require a lot of trust between two people?

Sondra:  Yes, it does. I totally trust Nick not to hurt me or do something that I've not agreed to ahead of time. Not being able to anticipate what he is going to do to tease and torment me just adds to the excitement.

Tonya:  The two of you are becoming closer and I would guess the feelings you have for one another are building. What's in the future for you two.

Sondra:  I can't speak for Nick, but yes, I'm falling in love with the man. He's in my thoughts constantly, I find myself doing things that will please him and when I'm not with him, I want to be.

Tonya:  Have you ever thought about being the Dominant at all and could you do that?

Sondra: *wicked laugh* I can't answer that without spoiling the next book....but, yes, the thought has entered my mind quite bit lately!

Tonya:  Sondra, thanks so much for being here with us today. Readers, all who comment and leave their email addy, you will be entered into the drawing I do Saturday morning for a $15 gift card to Amazon or B & N. I'll be around to answer questions in the evening so leave something for me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you all for stopping in to meet and learn a bit more about Sondra.
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Friday, June 24, 2011

Thank you, Tonya, for allowing me to blog all week! This has been fun! Good Friday to all!
You’ve learned quite a bit about me this week. Today is Friday and a free day! So we’ll have some fun. First with questions, a hot excerpt and then you can spin the Wheel of Pleasure. How does that sound? Perfect, right? Good.
Now something fun:

Question:  Strawberry/Vanilla/Chocolate?
Answer:  Chocolate

Question:  Pepperoni/Cheese/Supreme pizza?
Answer:  Cheese please!

Question:  Favorite Movie?
Answer:  The Goonies
Question:  Favorite Actor & why?
Answer:  Anthony Hopkins, he’s always surprising me!

Question:  Favorite Actress & why?
Answer:  Natalie Portman, she’s always delivering something new too!

Question:  Favorite Book & why?
Answer:  I like the Anita Blake series because Anita is spunky!

Question:  Favorite Writer & why?
Answer:  Laurell K. Hamilton, she keeps me entertained!
Question:  Werewolf or Vampire?
Answer:  Vampire!

Question:  Urban Fantasy or Paranormal?
Answer:  Paranormal

Question:  Where would travel to & why?
Answer:  Tuscany. I watched the movie Under the Tuscan Sky and have always wanted to visit ever since.

Question:  Erotic or vanilla Romance?
Answer:  Erotic

Question:  Any Fetishes?
Answer:  Um, you’ll have to read The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract and guess!

Question:  Favorite color?
Answer:  Gray

Question:  Favorite restaurant?
Answer:  Zio’s baby! Love me some Italian. mmm

Question:  What makes you laugh?
Answer:  My kids. They say the darnedest things!

This excerpt has not been professionally edited by my editor…

“Ooo, what's that? That wasn't here the last time I visited.” Jackson turned toward the wheel leaving her side in a hurry.
He reminded her of a kid who wanted to handle every piece of candy on the store shelves. Camri shook her head and followed. She laughed at the excitement held in his eyes.
His head turned with the circles the wheel made. Jackson leaned toward Camri, “I want to spin. This looks like fun.”
The Maître D' smiled graciously at them both. “This could be your position tonight, The Andromache...”
Camri's brows pulled together. “The what?” The man seemed to be speaking French. What the hell is andro whatever?
Jackson laughed. “It's where the man lies on his back with his legs apart and the woman sits on top of him. Her back faces him though.”
“Hmm... Kind a like the reverse cowgirl?”
A wicked grin swept across his lips and he continued, “The plus sides, every erogenous zones can be explored and,” he lowered his lips to her ear and whispered, “the G spot can be penetrated just right.” Camri shivered.
She quickly took control. “I take it you're the expert?”
He straightened. “A few times, yes.”
“Of course.” Camri's attention settled on the man by the wheel. “We are here for a test on a new game. Would it be a bother if I made a quick spin for fun?” Camri pointed at the wheel.
The man smiled. “You may.” He stepped aside to let Camri spin.
Camri eyed the slots looking for one she may recognize, many Kama Sutra positions filled the spaces, there had to be over fifty of them. She spun and watched, where it would stop nobody knew. The wheel slowed after several seconds. Slower, and slower, finally the wheel stopped on the position destiny chose, The Bonobo. Camri turned to look at Jackson. “Okay Mr. Expert, tell me what this position means?”
Jackson stepped forward tugging his ear slowly. “I'm not sure on this one, let me think.” His lips scrunched out while clearing his throat. “I don't know.”
The Maître D' gave the answer to Camri. “The Bonobo, is a position most desired between two willing men.”
Camri turned to Jackson. “Is this right up your exploratory alley, Jackass!”
Camri laughed. “Why Jackson, bothered much?” She looked at the man by the wheel. “Tell me more. I'm eager to learn.”
“I'm out of here.” Jackson turned and walked off.
Snatching his jacket and holding his arm tight, Camri dragged him back to her side. “You're staying right here to hear this,” she snickered.
The man continued, “One partner lies on the bed with arms to the side, while the other raises their legs by the ankles. The partner on top positions themselves just right where it doesn't hurt the partner on the bed.”
“Anything going in the backdoor I'm sure hurts. Don't let anyone lie to you, Camri.” Jackson pulled on his shirt collar like it suddenly tightened on him.
Camri raised a brow. Did he assume she never tried? “You wouldn't want to try that position? Oh, and I know from experience, it feels kind of good actually.” She wanted to have fun with this.
“Really, how interesting? And no! Now let me spin the wheel. Let's see where it stops. We will have to talk about the new backdoor subject later.” The wheel spun quick with Jackson's hard tug. Around it went several times and slowed to a final rest on The Bamboo position. Jackson raised a dark brow. “Now that's a position I've never tried before.” He pointed a finger at the slot and turned to Camri with a wicked grin.
Camri's lips stretched low in both corners while shaking her head. “Me either.” She raised both brows to match Jackson's surprised ones. “Huh, we actually have something in common outside of work, how interesting?”
“Very interesting.” Jackson stepped closer. His fingers glided up the length of her arm. “We need to go check in for the game of a lifetime.” He smiled at her and took her by an elbow.
Fluttering swarmed her belly. She melted. At least Jackson was with her.
The Maître D' handed Jackson a playing card with The Bamboo instructions.
Now it’s your turn to spin the wheel, to see what destiny chooses for you!

*graphic provided by Jimmy Compton

     Thanks for stopping by today too! You can find my Author, Youtube, Twitter and Facebook pages on my blog page at Follow me and you’ll have the first news of the release date on The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract! Now let’s have fun! I’ll be around all day and tomorrow. Leave a comment and let me know what you think! Have a great day!  Lani Rhea

Tonya:  Lani, it’s been a pleasure to have you here this week! Please let me know when your books are released so you can come back and tell us more! Readers, I hope you have fun with Lani’s  ‘Wheel’!! Thank you all for stopping in to visit with Lani!

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Author Interview - Lani Rhea - Paranormal Erotic Romance

Lani:  Thanks for allowing me to blog on this fine Wednesday, Tonya! It’s been fun! Today we will talk about story one in my Ark series. The Ark Hotel: Two by Two


Dooms day, the Mayans predict the end of the world, while the owners of The Ark Hotel predict sex lottery Jackpots.
     Abused, Angeline Perkins learns about the risqué hotel catering to sex and escapes the clutches of her abuser on search for revenge domination. She never expects to run into a caring man.
     Alone, David Hawthorne is content in his humble world, but when he meets Angie his world is rocked with passion. He wants her to understand she doesn’t need to dominate.
     Constantly looking over her shoulder waiting for the past to explode, the desire to dominate withers with each second spent with David. Will she change her mind and ask him to partner with her?
     After all, David holds the Skelton key to the family business.

Tonya:  Any inspiration, or did the story just appear out of nowhere?

Lani:  I tumbled over ideas for stories and then began thinking about the “End of The World.” So I would say the Mayans helped me.  

Tonya:  How long did it take for you to complete the rough draft?

Lani:  One month.

Tonya:  Did you research?

Lani:  I did a little. I had to find the perfect location for the first Ark Hotel. I found Coeur d’ Alene, Idaho, translated it means Heart of an Awl or Heart of a Chisel. I wanted a place to chisel out hearts and make them thrive with love.

Tonya:  What's happening now in your world?

Lani:  Gosh, I’m writing stories left and right. So I was told to promote now and build a reader base.

Tonya:  What's the one writer’s tool you can't live without?

Lani:  My laptop. It’s my I.V. you know. lol Everywhere I go where I know there is an outlet I have my computer hooked up. If no outlet, then I take a notebook with me. I do find sometimes when I free hand I plot well.

Tonya:  What site/sites can we buy The Ark Hotel: Two by Two?

Lani:  Two by Two will be published in a Christmas anthology with Sizzler Intoxications. If Tonya wants, and after the story is published, I can blog again and raffle a giveaway.

Tonya:  What a great idea! I'd love to have you back so be sure to let me know when that happens. I'd be happy to add you to the schedule! Where can we find you?

Lani:  You can find my Author, Tiwtter, Facebook and Youtube pages on my blog at! Find me, I love making new friends!
     Stop back by on Friday for a free excerpt on The Ark Hotel: Under Bonded Contract coming soon to you by Sizzler Intoxications. Remember, we’ll play a game on Friday…

This excerpt has not been professionally edited by my editor.

Standing by the wall, next to the elevator, her neck tilted as she surveyed the man before her. She watched David in motion. His flawless movements appeared skillful—she indulged in smooth skills, flawless skills, I'll-make-you-cum-all -night-long fantasy skills. Phew! She needed an industrial sized fan to keep cool.
His master key opened a box, scooping out a silver one he turned to her and said in a husky voice, “This is the room you'll stay in, room three-eleven.” He handed the key to her, running light fingertips over the openness of her palm. She shivered with the tingle.
A smile crossed her lips. “Thanks.” She twirled the cool metal between eager fingers. Wetting her bottom lip, growing curious once again, a warm, real warm dampness settled between her legs.
“What's the catch?”
“The catch, right, almost forgot. Are you sure you want to ruin the surprise. David winked at her.
“You tell me.” She waved a hand around to indicate the building. “Because you gave me a key, you hold the master. Are you planning to visit sometime?” Direct, yes, but she needed to know. Angie licked her bottom lip again.
David laughed, looking at the floor, and glancing back up through thick lashes, he said, “When you're on your feet, when move out, you will have opened the apartment to let someone else who needs a place to live move in. You will have then played-it-forward when you've done your part.”
He moved closer toward the elevator with soundless steps, towering over her. His musky, clove scent swarmed, enveloping them. Reaching around her perched, curvy hip, he pressed the up button. Withdrawing his hand slowly away from her body, David gazed into her eyes while lifting one brow. “I'm sure working at the restaurant will help you get where you need to go, eventually.” He leaned closer, hovered a few inches above her lips. His warm, sweet breath fluttered over her face.
“Eventually?” She watched his mouth closely, visualizing his kissing hers. The fine hairs at the nape of her neck prickled, tantalized her, sending goosed flesh over her body. Her knees weakened into gelatin.
“If you're anxious about moving on to bigger,” he raised the second brow, “and better things, you can always work for me. I dabble in stocks and can play around a little.” The elevator doors opened at that exact moment. David stood tall, moving over, he gestured toward the center.
“Work with you.” She peered up to meet his sultry eyes.
His lips slowly turned into a sexy grin. “Part-time at my hobby store, yes, unless you don't want to of course?” David softly brushed a loose strand of blond away from her cheek, gently tucking the lock behind her ear.
The tingles sailed over her body.
Hanging on to every syllable escaping his mouth, shivering with the thrill, Angie blinked a few times. She cleared the lust from her throat. “No, it's something worth thinking about. And it depends, if I could have a raise maybe? I can't believe I'm in this situation. It's like a dream or something.” She blinked a couple more times.
“I promise you're in no dream. This... is for real.” David stepped an inch closer, the heat from his body closing the gap, enveloping a warm blanket around her.
He blocked the elevator entry, only allowing a small space between him and the frame. The sexual tension heated, boiled hotter. The molten lava raced through, expelling sweet desired pheromones in the space between them. Her breasts swept across his hard chest as she brushed past him. Excitement sparked through her body. Her nipples erected, hardening when the thrill zipped straight through to settle between her legs. Her breathing turned to a silent hyperventilation.
Angie stopped, turning her face up to meet his, she found herself drowning, melting in his eyes. His stare intense, a spark illuminated, the sense seemed to embrace him too. The need to invite him to the room sat on the tip of her tongue. Angie wanted to wrap lustful arms around his neck, drag him down for a kiss.
Breathe, she cautioned herself.
She didn't want to let the moment pass. Intensely wet, visions of her in his strong arms thrusting them backward in the wall of the elevator wouldn't stop. Angie cleared her throat.
The more she tried to calm the jittery nerves, the more her breasts heaved, pressing nipples harder into his muscled chest. Her hands shook. Her body ached for his embrace. Angie found herself lost in his scent, pure male coated with salty musk.
This was crazy. She just met the man. Oh, but how the wall of mistrust began to crumble. There was something about David that connected deep within her soul.
Angie broke the trance from his warm, bedroom eyes, moving forward to stand in the center of the elevator. She continued to stare lustfully at him, while pressing the third button, waiting for an advance.
His eyes never slipped away as he leaned on the frame.
David stayed the distance.
The elevator door opened and went back in hiding. Angie read the expression of longing, needing on his face. The hard erection pressed against his pants looked to strain, needing to be released. The desire in his eyes suggested the first tug of sheets would be strong and fast.
She grew irritated with herself, couldn't let this hunky man ruin the dream of dominating a stranger go to waste. Angie wanted to save the plan for the following month, not now.
Time to end the charade.
“Goodnight, David.”
His nostrils flared. His grin turned sensual and exotic.
Angie bit her bottom lip, tightening her legs together to ease the sensation building south toward explosion. She needed to unpack to find her dildo, and fast!
“You have a nice night, Angie. Have sweet dreams.”
“You too...” She’d see him in her dreams alright.
Leaning off the door, David gave a small salute leaving her hot and horny. 


Lani:  There you have it! I hope you enjoyed it. I would love to hear your thoughts. Thanks again, Tonya! I’ll be around all day today and tomorrow.

Tonya:  Wow!  Tssss!  That is hot! *fanning myself here!* Even I am blushing! Lani, thank you so much for that excerpt! I hope the servers don't burn today, but I'm sure you will give them a good scorching! Readers, hope over to her blog and show her some love and don't forget to come back here on Friday to see what Lani has in store for you!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Join me at Dakota Cassidy's FB party!

       If you're ready for some fun and prizes before the Blog Hop ends, then hop over to Dakota's blog page for the rules and web addys so you can join us on her FB page all day Tuesday! I have a special 'question of the day' and two winners will be drawn! Leave a comment on her FB page and I'll be pulling winners Tuesday night! Hop over to Dakota's Blog site for more info on where to leave your comment and answers!

      We're not sure how FB is going to act until we arrive Tuesday - it's not a contest but is....does that make sense? Sshhh...we can't tell FB that! Just hop over and join us for a few laughs! I'll try and be on my best behavior but we all know that doesn't last"! *wicked laugh*

Monday, June 20, 2011

Blog Giveaway Hop!

Winner:  Talina P!!

June 17 - 21

$25 Gift Card!!

      Welcome to my site. Look around, there's lots to do here, lots of links to great places, indulge and visit them all on a return visit. Come back as often as you like. Thank you so much for stopping in to sign up for my blog giveaway! I hope you're enjoying yourself so far and have entered, or will enter, many great contests. Good luck and come back on Wednesday to see who won. I will be contacting the winner as soon as I pull their name on Wednesday. 

      How does a $25 gift card to Amazon or B & N sound? I thought so! *wink* Do you have lots of books you want to download? The winner will have so much fun sorting through their To-Be-Read list searching for just the right titles to grab with their gift card!

      Pretty simple! Now bookmark my site so you can come back once you've entered all the blog contests. You'll have more time then to roam around and visit all of my links. Have fun, take a few notes on authors and books you want to check out later.

      My third book will be released on Wednesday, June 22; in the meantime, scroll down below Liz's interview and watch my book trailer I released last week. It's just a teaser for what's inside my series. I hope you like it - start your own collection of all three books. I've not decided how many will be in the series, but I guarantee you won't get bored!

Here are my contest entry rules:

1 - Follow my blog

2 - Leave a comment below,
including your email addy
so that I may contact the winner!

Author Interview - Lani Rhea - Paranormal Erotic Romance

Lani Rhea Interview

Thank you for stopping in to learn more about my guest this week. Lani writes paranormal erotic romance. Lani welcome to my blog!

Lani:  Thank you, Tonya, for allowing me to guest blog this week! I’m so glad you found me! We will talk about my story Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon today. It’s a paranormal erotic romance.


In the sultry world of Louisiana, Kristina Knight, a werewolf bounty hunter, spurns her royal bloodline, wanting nothing to do with the damn Throne Leaders. Her normal life crumbles when vampires inquire if she can help locate an escapee. Her ex-lover, vampire leader Ryant Starga, is determined to save her from Soul Demons. She believes her parents were slain by his kind. He’s got some nerve if he thinks she’ll trust him after he denied their involvement.
      Humans are being plucked from the streets. Kris learns Ryant is the cult leader for the Truce Brotherhood and behind the kidnappings. She rescues a human named Darin James from vampirism and from being forced to join their army to fight the snarling demons. She won’t allow it, no way. A major complication arises, Ryant can’t push Darin out of the picture to gain Kris’ respect and woo her into his bed. And the demons won’t stop until they capture her. Great.
      Hoodoo magic lures Kris to a hell house she inherits. To ensure their mutant leader’s victory, the Soul Demons need one drop of her royal blood, then plan to discard her to control all preternatural creatures as Throne Leaders. If the cement dwellers would stay locked up where they belong there wouldn’t be a mess for Kristina to clean up. One more conflict added to the pile of doubt and dishonesty. She could handle it. Maybe. Who needed to be of royal blood anyway? Not her. Hell, she’d fight to the death before trusting vampires to save her from the demons.
Tonya:  Tell us a bit about yourself. Do you have a day job?

Lani:  I’m a mother of four and married over 15 years to my high school sweetheart. I did home school, never again. lol I like my free time to write. I babysit my neighbor’s kiddos and write.

Tonya:  Some of us have things we do to get into the writing frame of mind like music, or drinks. Do you have anything special you do to get into the writing mood?

Lani: is my bff. PINK, my favorite artist. If I don’t listen, well, you might catch me surfing the web when I shouldn’t be. lol The web will stuck you in when you should be doing better things.

Tonya:  Are you ever at a loss for ideas? What do you do to get past those time? I don’t have them often but being out in my yard and gardens helps me get creative.

Lani:  I’m at a loss when the stress in life happens. This year alone has been very hard for me. From February 10th, until March 20th, I lost two first cousins in tragic ways (both brothers) AND in between their deaths, I almost lost my husband and two youngest children in a head on/right side collision. Wear seat belts, they save lives!
     How I get past the hard times, is this…if an idea comes to me I write it down. Even in my minivan I find something to write on and decipher the chicken starches later. If I’m stuck after a scene, I skip the broken puzzle and write the next, then worry about filling in the gap later. 

Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon will be dedicated to my two cousins, my beta reader who has pushed me into completing the story and the people of Louisiana for all their hard times. In this story, my heroine, Kristina Knight, has a foundation called the Knight Foundation, which she holds a charity event to donate money to the Red Cross.

Tonya:  Do you have a card file where you keep story ideas? Where do they come from?

Lani:  When new story ideas pry into my writing time of another, I type the basics in one paragraph on a .doc file and leave the story alone on my computer. I have notebooks full of ideas too. I rather use .doc and send to my yahoo to be safe because flash drives do not work! I lost everything in April, totally sucked starting back over.
     Stories appear from everywhere. I could be driving and spot something unique and think, “What if?” and go from there. As for Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon, I thought, “What if there were a kick ass heroine who was a werewolf and her ex-lover was a vampire? What conflicts could I give them?” Hmm…Then the story began from there. November 2010 I began writing Louisiana Moon. My beta reader read the first few chapters and stayed on my ass to finish. Now she’s caught up to my writing and sits patiently drumming her fingers on her thighs. lol

Tonya:  Tell us about a day in your life as a writer.

Lani:  Coffee. Coffee is my friend, my love in the morning. Coffee slowly wakes me up and cracks the whip! First, I check my Gmail, Twitter, Facebook and my team at Savvy Authors. Did I mention I’m the leader for The Preternaturals? They are a group of lovely ladies who I adore and give inspiration to. And then, I look over what I wrote the day before and add to the story.

Tonya:  Are you a daytime writer, night time writer, and do you have to be alone to write?

Lani:  I’m an all day writer, hoot owl sometimes going to bed at 3 a.m. only to wake up at 8 a.m. It’s rough, but it makes progress. And yes, I do have to be alone. With four kids it’s hard. I placed a note on my bedroom door advising the kids that when my door is shut to leave me alone. Here’s the note: “Very busy. Please step away from the door. Do Not Knock!!! Only when you’re gushing blood an inch from your body is when you’re to bother me.” This is my job. I’ve explained to them that I do not have a punch card that allows me to clock in at 8 a.m. and out at 5 p.m. I write/edit all the time.

Tonya:  Do you have critique partners or ever been in a critique group? What was the best thing you learned from a critique?

Lani:  Yes. There are only two groups I’m really close with and they are The Preternaturals and the Sexy Spunkettes from Savvy Authors. A combine total, not including me, 23 crit partners.
    My advice, don’t take negative comments to heart. What a partner/stranger states is only improvement. Take what the person offered and make it a positive, and thank them.

Tonya:  Do you write better when you first have an idea of what your characters look like or do you write, then add character looks?

Lani:  I have a general idea of what they look like, but I like to have the picture first. The fun part is searching royalty free images for what the character in my head looks like. It’s nice to have something to reference back to in print.

Tonya:  Do you always include HEA and is that type of ending important to you?

Lani:  Yes. A happily ever after is very important to me. I write paranormal, urban fantasy, romance and erotic romance. In my erotic romances, romance plays a major key in my stories. I love to write the emotions. Make the characters tug and pull on one another, and then finally give them what they desire.

Tonya:  Where can our readers find you and your books?

Lani: Here are a few of my websites:
Twitter: RheasRomance
     On my blog you’ll find links at the top of the page for my Facebook and Youtube. Book trailers are so fun to make! Love the experience. Find me and friend me!
     As far as my book goes, this is a WIP. I plan to pitch the story in July to agents. The story is finished as far as a rough draft goes, and it’s almost completely edited. So I hope an agent picks the story up! Wish me luck everyone!

Tonya:  Is there anything else you want to tell our readers?

Lani:  If you’re a new writer, striving to become published, Do Not give up!
     Join RWA and Savvy Authors.
    Make sure you have an Author website, Facebook, Twitter, blog and throw in a Youtube page.
     Socialize as much as you can with other writers, and not just about books either.
     Read as much as you can on the genre you plan to write.
     And most of all have fun! If you don’t have fun while you write, you’ll hate it! And we don’t want that, right? Nope we don’t. We want to hear fresh new voices. Remember to write the friggin story! Then worry about all the tech stuff later. They’re easy fixes.
      Stay positive and focused. You’re time will come! I promise!
    Time for an excerpt, keep in mind this has not been seen by an agent. A very close, dear friend of mine I met through Savvy is editing this story for me. Her name is Danielle Gavan. She is multi published.


      Damn incorrigible vampires.
     Kris parked underneath the carport. She sucked in a much needed breath and tried to relax from the stressful day. She despised vampires and planned to live the rest of her days plucking every single one off the streets. They had killed her parents. And the one in her office said his name was Mr. Launders. Ha.
   She knew him for a poser, not the Head Honcho over the state of Louisiana. The fake said the real leader would call her the next night. She wouldn't bet on it. Kris would ignore the call. If not for her secretary’s presences, she would have shoved a sharpened pencil through his heart for sure. Then, she laughed, he couldn't report back to the real leader.
     Exiting the Chevy Volt, she gathered every bit of energy she could. Kris shuffled toward the house exhausted. Tugging her long brown hair from the bun she froze. The updraft from the ocean flicked curly strands up, wrapping them around her face. Her hand rested on the doorknob, her muscles tensed and she sniffed. Reaching for her gun, Kris withdrew it from the snug holster at the small of her back and held firm. Anxious seconds ticked by before she placed the key in the knob, and turned it. Nothing.
     A familiar scent enveloped her like a swarm of bees. Not dangerous, to her anyway and yet one she could live another thousand years without. The decadence of silken coconut—exotic, wild and sexy waited on the other side. Damn it! How did he find her? She cringed before stepping inside.
     Hustling to remove her gray business jacket without giving away her location, she tossed the garment constricting her movements onto the side table. Her back stayed to the door, her only exit at the moment. Quickly readjusting the silky, red chemise, she peeked into the living room. Empty, good. Dumping her phone and keys on the coat, Kris investigated. She left the kitchen for last.
     The whole night had been risky. Dangerous.
     Kris held the gun forearm length away, just in case he still held a temper from their last split. Continuing with tip-toed steps, her Gucci boots clicked lightly on the high glossed concrete floor. Stopping to slip them off, she hoped the sounds didn’t carry to him while she placed them next to the baseboard. Kris cringed as she thought remorsefully of their reunion. Would this hurt as much as the breakup?
     The scent of coconut lingered in every room like boiled over spaghetti sauce. When the stain dried, caking to the walls, it never came off easy. She would smug her house clean with bleach when their meeting was over. Kris blew out a breath quietly to calm her nerves before she walked in the kitchen. She maintained her strenuous stance, the muscles down the middle of her back burning from the tight pull.
     Turning the last corner, she scanned the room. No one in sight appeared. She missed the meeting. Good, because she didn't feel up to an encounter with anyone at the moment, let alone him. To be completely assured, she glanced around once more.
     The ebony granite tops glistened with the moonlight. The sparkles of shaved stone shone faintly with each angle scoped. Nothing. Barefoot, she walked over to the cherry wood cabinets, and placed her gun on the counter. She reached above the copper tub sink, extracted a short crystal tumbler, and steadied her breathing.
     Glass half-full with water from the faucet, she drank the contents and then flipped the overhead sink switch. Enough light shone in the frosted-glowing white halo for Kris to look around. She felt him close, there somewhere and her body stiffened. So much for relaxing, she scanned the windows. There goes that notion out the door. She readied herself by placing a hand near the gun.
      A whisper of wind blew behind her. Ryant Starga leaned in the doorway between the kitchen and dining room. Momentarily, she faced forward, looking out the kitchen window, stealing quick glances at his glazed reflection. She stood silent, waited. He still sent pleasurable quakes of delight through her, and yet at the same time Kris wanted to stake him. He gave her nothing but a blank stare. Her turn, “Took you long enough to appear this time, don't you think? You're getting rusty aren't ya?”
      “I should ask the same. The boots were a dead giveaway.”
     She rolled her eyes and shook her head, time to reconsider her fashion sense and buy flats. Damn, she loved those boots. He lazily waved a hand in the reflection, his arms crossed over his chest. The memory of her hands fondling his muscled frame tumbled back. Her stomach tightened at the thought of his hands on her skin.
     The scent of warm bread and steamed vegetables fluttered around her nose. It bloomed and lingered in the space between them, like a red cape baiting a bull to attack. Glancing at the table in the next room, Kris saw a meal laid out. Vampire magic, great. What a shame and pitifully wasted gift.
     Ryant dressed sleek and commanding. His strong legs shifted, switching the balance of weight between ankles, and swiveling his hips. Kris could remember burrowing her heels in his hard round of ass. She cussed at her body for wanting him again. Would she ever learn?
    “Come have dinner with me,” he commanded her, voice flowing like a brook on a bright spring day. The beast side of Kris would tear apart the bunnies hopping alongside the water’s edge. She needed to keep a leash on it, find out what he wanted, why he was there?
     What the hell happened to her day? First, a vamp in her office—and now, in her home, she sighed, wishing their kind would disappear.
    “Come,” he coaxed. Once upon a time he had reined her in with the beauty of his voice. Still, her mind boggled over how they were ever a couple.
     She turned gracefully to stare face to face with Ryant, and glared at him. Strange specks she didn’t recall being there darkened his tawny eyes. It had been fifty years since their last encounter in Los Angeles, and while some memories could be erased, not all had been. She refused to let his star-burst eyes capture her soul again.
     He snapped his fingers, and candles flickered to life. A warm glow lit the dining room. The flickering flames casted pale yellow waves throughout the room, barely reached past silver pointed, black alligator shoes. Did he plan to shank her with them?
     Ryant had always been the type of man, vamp, whatever—to show off his powers. Like his way of trying to impress her with the midnight black designer Azione Italian suit he wore. The show he put on wouldn't work this time around.
     The empty glass clanked against the counter. “What do you want? It's been decades.” She folded arms under the swell of her breasts, a hip balanced against the counter and waited for his response. Kris’ narrowed eyes, concentrated hard as they roamed from the floor up to take in the visual stimulus he offered. Her body ached to touch his but she forced back the desire despite the heat pooled between her thighs. Damn. Why couldn’t the longing for him have stayed in the past?
     There you have it! Thank you so much for stopping by today. I hope you find Rising Currents: Louisiana Moon intriguing. Who knows, maybe soon I’ll blog for Tonya, but the next time I’ll raffle off a free copy! For now I can promise an interesting read. Visit June 22nd for my erotic romance story The Ark Hotel: Two by Two, story one of six planned, brought to you by Sizzler Intoxications! I’ll be around all day today and tomorrow for questions! Friday we’ll play a game!
     Thank you, Tonya, for the experience!

Lani Rhea

     Married for over 15 years to her high school sweetheart, Lani Rhea lives in the heart of Oklahoma. She has four children, two cats and one dog, and is always up for a challenge and enjoys mixing romance with all genres that spark her interests. She absolutely loves paranormal romances!

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