Ashley's Naughty Little Secrets

Contest Time!!

2011-01-18T19:11:00.002-06:00

That's right it's contest time again!!!!

Dakota Trace is having another contest at her site!

Why don't you swing by and check it out. Something tells me you won't be disappointed!

Taking a moment

2011-01-16T19:39:00.000-06:00

Hi guys!

I need to take a moment to say my peace about something I learned today. I write reviews when I get a moment and I am a published author. I also work a day job and spend time with my family. With that said I am behind in news. I am sure some of you already know where I am heading. The whole brew ha ha at Decadent.

Let me say this first. My opinion is my opinion. If I didn't like your work and I state reasons why I didn't like it, don't trash me. Its my OPINION. I am allowed to dislike things, I am allowed to like things.

As I was writing this afternoon, I got a phone call from my editor, informing me to be careful. She knew I reviewed books and was concerned for me. I appreciate her calling me and explaining the situation and I appreciate her honesty in this situation.

Her character, her editing abilities and her person came into question after a review was posted on her site. You see an author whose name I will not mention here because she has gotten too much publicity as it is, didn't like her review. Poor thing. Instead of taking the constructive criticism in the review to heart and using it the next time she penned a story, she went diva.

She kicked , screamed , holler and threatened. It didn't stop there. She brought in her publisher, who IMHO handled it all wrong. Instead of telling their author to slow her roll, and just take it as a lump in the road...to move on, they added to it. They went on a spree of lying, threatening and yelling just as much as the author, if not more so. They gave out information about the person/people reviewing the authors book. Then lied again, saying no we didn't. I think its because they knew they were breaking the privacy agreement we all know each site has. Thanks Decadent Publishing, for abusing our trust.

As to my editor...she is one of the reviewers for the site in question. I must say if this particular author would have actually done any editing of her story or stuck with Eirelander Publishing to begin with, she would had a wonderful story. You are not perfect, your story is not perfect. It needs editing, it needs tweaking and changing. If you are not willing to do the work to make your story worth its weight in gold, then this is not a profession for you. I write because I want to. I do it because it's fun. I don't do it for the money or the fame. As a new author I am still learning. When I see a debut story from an author-see them trash a review, it shows a total disrespect of everyone concerned.

Be grateful you have the opportunity to share your work and stop being a whinny brat because you got less than a glowing review. Shame on your publisher too. How dare you as a newbie in the game of publishing come out and pull this stunt. If your company is still here by April, I will be surprised. Your lack of ethics, decorum, respect, education and responsibility is your downfall. Instead of stepping back and letting everything lie, you perpetuated a child's tantrum.

As I close I want to direct you all to the FTC statement that has been on my site. I either am given a copy of a book to read or buy them myself. I use my real name in buying them and hope my privacy is always kept. I will be posting a review soon of a book I just read and I hope the author enjoys it.

Until then, see ya peeps!

Ash.

An update and a Contest

2011-01-07T16:43:00.000-06:00

Hey Peeps!

So I figured I would give you an UPDATE first and then move into the more important items.

A few days ago I came to you all and asked for help. I have to tell you I was a little skeptical. But as always my bestie Dakota Trace came through for me. She introduced me to a wonderful man, who is funny, polite and willing to help when I needed it. He's got an awesome sense of humor and made me feel comfortable from the get go. So thank you Dakota!!

CONTEST and CHAT time!!!

Tonight from 8-10pm est at Talking Two Lips Yahoo Loop my best friend Dakota Trace will be the guest author. I have asked her to give us a little more information, so I will turn it over to her. Dakota, take it away sweets!!

Revenge is Sweet...

Or so I've been told! To celebrate my newest release and the newest edition to the REVENGE IS SWEET series, Always the Bridesmaid, from Eirelander Publishing, I'm not only having a chat with goodies, I'm also having a contest on my site. What's the prize? A $10 Gift Certificate to Amazon.com.

And what do you have to do to win? It's pretty simple. Stop by my site and comment on my blog. Tell me what you would do if you were in Jenna's shoes? Would you beat the hell out of the two timing bastard, find another hunky man to sooth your wounded ego or push the so and so off the nearest pier? The sky is the limit here, folks. I want to know exactly how you'd extract revenge on him.

The contest will run all weekend, and on Sunday, January 9th I'll be picking the best revenge answer and the winner will receive the gift certificate. Sounds good huh?

Only thing I ask is that when you post your comment, you put an email I can contact you at if you win. (my site is kinda of funny that way - it won't show me email addresses of the commenter)

Enter Contest Here

Then if you have time - stop by tonight between 7 -9 est for my chat on Talking Two Lips Reviews yahoo group. There will be steamy excerpts, a sneak peak at some never scene before excerpts from Taming Kalinda, (which comes out next month) and hopefully an overall good time. Not to mention I'll be giving away a free copy of Always the Bridesmaid to one lucky winner by the end of the chat.

Hope to see you there.

Dakota Trace

Bet you'd like the excerpt of her new story too huh? Well, I think I can help you out.

Blurb:

She’s been burned, and he’s going to help her get revenge.

Always the bridesmaid, that’s what everyone says about dependable Jenna Smith. With her cousin’s wedding coming up and no boyfriend in sight, she doesn’t expect it to change. That’s until she meets Dr. Noah Absolom, one of the groomsmen. Not only does he not mind her BBW size, he seems to love it. Even as she basks in his attention, Jenna’s past with the best man rears its ugly head. Rather than letting Jenna flee from it, Noah proposes that he help her get sweet revenge on her cheating ex – all Jenna has to do is accept.

Excerpt:

“Have you ever seen a prettier picture? We Smiths make some beautiful women.” The admiration coming from Richard was understandable. All of the women posing for the pictures were beautiful, including one particular bridesmaid, he mused.

“No, Sir. All of them look lovely. I was pleasantly surprised when I found out who I was paired up with. Since I’ve been out of the country for six months, I’m hoping she’ll take pity on me.” He took the opportunity to pump the other man for some info. “You wouldn’t happen to know her name would you? I didn’t get a chance to ask her before the mad photographer commandeered her.”

“Considering I’m her father, I should hope so.” He handed an icy can to Noah before continuing, “You look like you could use one these. Her name is Jenna, by the way.”

A smile split Noah’s face. He wasn’t sure if it was because of anticipation of the icy beverage or the relief at finding out his bridesmaid’s name. “Jenna. A very pretty name.” Popping the tab on the beer, he lifted towards his mouth before remembering his manners. “Thanks for the beer. You don’t know how much I’ve needed this.” Taking several long draws, it didn’t take him long to drain it. While most men might have felt the effects of chugging twenty-four ounces of ice-cold beer, Noah could easily drink five times that amount before he even got the slightest buzz. But damn if it still didn’t taste good.

“You got another one of those, Richard?”

Noah turned to see another one of the groomsmen. Donald or Dalton, he thought he’d heard Bradley call him. He was surprised when Richard stiffened beside him.

“I don’t have anything for you.” The curt biting tone of the older man matched his body language. There was evidently some bad blood or something between the two men.

“Mr. Smith. Ah hell, I should probably apologize for this mess with Jenna. I’m sorry that we aired our dirty laundry but if she…”

The fury in Richard’s eyes along with the subtle clenching of his hands had Noah backing up a step. If looks could’ve killed, the other man would’ve been dead.

“I don’t want to hear it, Dawson. You fucked up and lost her. Get over it.” Mr. Smith taking Noah’s empty can with him. Mr. Smith walked away. He joined a lady, who Noah assumed was his wife. Noah turned to follow him, not wanting to even converse with the other man but Dawson grabbed his arm. Mentally counting to ten, Noah strove for a little patience. The last thing I need to do is get in a fight at a wedding where I don’t know anyone other than the groom. Mom would be appalled.

“Sorry about that, man. Word of advice, never date the fat chicks.” Dawson had the audacity to wink at him before continuing. “Their fathers can be pure hell on wheels when you dump them. No one wants to hear that their baby girl is fat, even if the girl does have two degrees in history. Too bad Jenna didn’t apply the same kind of devotion to her body as she did her studies.”

A fury unlike any Noah had ever experienced before filled him. How come this ass is talking about Jenna this way? She isn’t fat. She has a curvy body that just has my mouth watering. Is the man a total idiot? Trying to breathe evenly, Noah realized it was time to change the topic before he did something foolish - like decking the man.

“Really, I don’t think that this is the time…”

The man talked over Noah’s protest. “She could’ve been a knock out. With her height and tits, she could’ve been a playboy centerfold. But she likes her ho-ho’s too much and her fat ass and belly are a testament to it. I feel for you, bud. Watch your toes while you twirling her around the dance floor tonight.” A laugh escaped him, “Well twirling might be an exaggeration. You’d need a crane to hoist her off the ground.”

What little control Noah had over his temper evaporated under the viciousness of Dawson’s words. Reaching out, he clenched a hand around man’s shoulder. Dawson swallowed uneasily. Evidently, the fool had realized that he’d overstepped his bounds.

“I’m only going to say this once, bud, where I come from – real men don’t talk about any woman the way you just did. Have some respect for yourself if nothing else. Either shut the fuck up or I’ll do it for you.”

Dawson paled before trying to back away from Noah. When he couldn’t fury replaced the fear. “Take your hands off me! Whatever that bitch told you, it’s nothing but lies so there’s no need to get your panties in a twist.”

A low growl rumbled in Noah’s chest. Fuck it. “You just don’t learn do you?” Noah’s soft tone should’ve been a warning. His consuming need to vindicate Jenna surprised Noah. He knew he desired her but he shouldn’t be feeling this over whelming need to protect her. He barely knew her. But it didn’t matter. He wasn’t going to resist his need to drag the little punk over to the pond and drown his ass. He could easily claim the other man slipped in. Dawson would think twice about what he said about Jenna in the future. Retaining his hold on Dawson’s shoulder, he leaned over the smaller man. “You’re coming with me.”

“Where are we going? The pictures…” It was obvious the man was trying to backpedal.

“…can wait. This can’t.” Noah placed enough pressure on Dawson’s shoulder that a grunt of pain escaped the other man. “Since you can’t seem find your manners, I help you find them.” Even though Noah kept his tone cordial, the other man began to struggle.

“Let me go, you Neanderthal. This isn’t the 1950s where you need to kill me over the slightest insult.”

An evil grin crossed Noah’s face. “Wanna bet?”

Dawson’s eyes darted around frantically. Probably looking for someone to help him, Noah figured. He idly wondered who the man thought was going to help him. The words that spilled out of the man’s mouth next shocked Noah.

“I’ll sue your ass!”

Noah’s startled laugh turned into a hiss of disgust when the familiar voice of the photographer came from his right side.

“Ah, I see the missing groomsman has arrived. You two can catch up later. I need you over here now.”

Noah reluctantly released the man but his eyes promised retribution. As far as he was concerned, his and Dawson’s conversation was far from over.

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Curiosity...does it really kill a cat, let's find out.

2011-01-03T08:28:00.000-06:00

Like the title says, does curiosity kill the cat?

Here is why I pose this question, I am writing a different type of book. I need to research it, pretty much dive right in and cover myself with it. I have the basic's. I know I do. But I am tired of third hand knowledge. Don't get me wrong I love the information my best friend, Dakota Trace gives me, but I want more.

So I need your help. Please pass this around to anyone who reads this blog. I need a Dom. Not for myself mind you, but one I can pick their brain. One that is comfortable with me asking questions. I am not looking for a relationship with them. I have to make that clear from the get go, but friendship is cool too. I want to learn the in's and out's of a Dom/Sub relationship and in return you will get mention in my books or I can give you the special thanks you deserve at the beginning of the book. Whatever they want is cool.

So all my curious people don't just sit here reading anymore of my dribble. Help me. *laughs*

Thanks for stopping by even though I know its been forever and a day.

Ash.

Here is the grand prize

2010-08-20T18:44:00.000-05:00

Hey guys here is the grand prize for the chat tonight. Remember while we are talking you will be able to enter. I would love to have you all here with me. It was pointed out to me, I need to add a list of books... I will do this! I promise!

So here is the prize!

Contents include:

Small note pad

Pens

Pencils

Colored Pencils

Erasers

Dictionary

Candle (Black Cherry)

BodyCare (lotion, soap and body spray. Cherry blossm)

Plus other little goodies

See you all at the chat!

Ash

Back to School!

2010-08-17T20:47:00.002-05:00

Well it’s that time again. School is just upon us, or if you’re like me, we are already back. Let’s get real about school for a second. We are just as excited as the kids and just as bummed too. I loved sleeping in. I loved spending time with my daughter—when she wasn’t state hoping—visiting family. I loved not having to sit in line and wait for the women with the walkie-talkies, to call out our numbers.

It’s the time when our kids will be up at o-dark-thirty watching Spongebob and eating cereal before we get our first shot of caffeine. It’s time for the notes from the school needing money for some reason or another and it is also time for FOOTBALL!!!! *clears throat*

Soon the leaves will change color, the weather will get colder and we all will be curled up with a good book. This year we wanted to start school off right, for everyone. Friday night from 8-10pm eastern standard time, Dakota Trace and myself will be holding our Back to School chat with Two Lips Yahoo Loop.

Please stop by as we will be sharing excerpts of our new releases and what you can expect from us in the near future. I am excited, since this will be my first chat with my best friend and I can’t wait to see you all there.

WAIT!!!

Don't think there won't be prizes! Here's Ashley with the rundown of what you can expect!

Besides the occasional book here and there, we will be giving away a 20 dollar gift cert to Amazon books and a small backpack filled with goodies for the back to school Moms and Dads!

So follow conjunction Junction to school house rocks with Dakota Trace and myself!

For the grand prize you can enter here and at the loop here is how to enter!

1. Follow my blog...yes I promise if you follow I will write more.

2. Follow Dakota Trace's blog...if I'm not following through on my promise she is always writing over there and will keep you entertained for hours.

3. Leave me a comment tell me what you want to see or what you hate.

4. Head over to Dakota Trace's blog and leave her a comment too!

I can't wait to see you all Friday!!!

OH WAIT!!!!!!!

If you come baring gifts, you will get an extra entry, seeings how Saturday is my birthday and all.
(Just messing, your presence is a good enough gift for me!)

Ashley Blade!

Sandra Sookoo is joining us today!

2010-06-17T10:00:00.000-05:00

Good morning peeps, today's guest is a really great friend of mine, she is the author of such titles as; Demon's and Stilettos Are A Girls best Friend, The Art of Fang Shui, Dead Ruby Slippers and Vegetarian at Midnight. Today though, she is sharing with us Rockets Red Glare which I am so excited about!

So without further adu, please welcome Mrs. Sandra Sookoo!

Welcome to Ashley’s Naughty Reviews, Sandi, I’m glad you could make it!

Thanks for having me!

Ashley: Let’s get down to business shall we? At what age did you fall in love with reading/writing?

Sandi: I’ve always been an avid reader, but it wasn’t until I turned ten that I realized I could also write stories. I wrote my first “epic” fantasy shortly thereafter and included all the boys from my neighborhood as knights. I think it was about 600 pages longhand and probably full of total garbage, but it was a start. Later, in my teen years, I began writing different sorts of things. Sadly, all of those early works were burned in a bonfire when I thought I’d never become a writer. You know, teen angst and all LOL

Ashley: Did you always believe you would be an author, or was it just a hobby of yours that turned into a dream come true?

Sandi: Let’s put it this way—I knew I either wanted to be a cake decorator or a writer. Now, since every cake I bake turns out lopsided and I can’t decorate to save my life, I’m so glad I’m talented at writing! LOL

Actually, I’ve always have the knack for writing. I excelled in that and literate and grammar classes in school and I always kept my classes entertained with my stories. Thanks to caring teachers who nurtured that talent, I knew it was what I wanted to do with my life. However, it wasn’t realized until a good fifteen years later.

Ashley: What is one thing you need to have near you while you write?

Sandi: Some sort of background noise, whether it be the TV or music. I also keep a bottle of water nearby.

Ashley: Sometimes authors write themselves into a corner, has that ever happened to you and if so, how did you get yourself out?

It did before I became a plotter/outliner. Now, it only happens occasionally. Being a plotter also cuts down hugely on rewrites.

Ashley: It would seem the whole paranormal genre has exploded into a million different sub-sets, why do you think that is?

Sandi: Because adding a paranormal element to stories brings a whole new dimension and conflict. It’s not enough anymore to deal with “regular” conflicts. Now, there’s always has to be some sort of paranormal “issue” on top of it all. It’s how the human side of the characters conquers it and blends it into real life that makes all the difference.

Ashley: You are such a diverse writer and in being so, do you think it is harder to keep readers interested or do you think it is easier to keep them coming back for more?

Sandi: I’m a big fan of an author having range in their writing. I always say the reason for consistently writing across genres is to keep my brain from becoming bored. As a reader, I know that I rarely read one genre exclusively. So, if an author can do more than one thing, I think it makes them more valuable to a wide range of readers.

Ashley: So tell me about your latest release and what we can expect from it.

Sandi: My latest release is called ROCKET’S RED GLARE. It’s a story about a food critic who is also a vampire. He’s happy with his situation but can’t forget the woman he left at the altar 10 years before. My heroine is a sous-chef who is surprised to see her ex show up at the bistro she works in. Old feelings flare and reignite during the 4th of July, but neither can forget about the darkness he hides.

It’s a story about redemption and acceptance, on all fronts.

Here’s the blurb: Having a second chance of love could be deadly.

Jamison Rocket is a food critic who rarely gives a 5-star rating. His palate for food is flawless. Trouble is, he’s a vampire, and even though he enjoys his job, he’s been haunted by memories of the love he left behind ten years ago—the woman he can’t forget.

Meredith Kirby works as a sous chef in a brand new bistro. She’s given the chance of a lifetime to prepare a meal for a renowned food critic and seizes the opportunity. The meal is a success. As the critic arrives in the kitchen to meet her, Meredith’s pride sours into confusion when the critic ends up being, Jamison Rocket—the man who ditched her at the altar and stole her heart.

Neither one has been able to forget the love they once shared. Over the Fourth of July weekend, their romance is rekindled into an inferno they once thought impossible. Though the need for acceptance burns bright within Jamison, it’s Meredith who’ll ultimately need to decide which ingredients she’ll need in order to whip up a happy ending and add fireworks to her own life.

Book video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-7gFIv-gPo

Buy Link: http://www.eirelander-publishing.com/rocketsredglare.htm

Excerpt link: http://sandrasookoo.com/excerpts/RocketsRedGlare.pdf

Ashley: What has been your proudest moment while being an author?

Sandi: Proudest moment? Signing that first contract a year or so ago. Hearing from readers about how much they like my books. Receiving a nod of approval from my editors when I’ve really nailed something. It’s a continuing learning process and I look forward to each and every moment.

For fun questions!

Picard or Kirk? Neither. My money’s on Captain Janeway.

Torchwood or Doctor Who? LOL I’ve never watched either. I’m a Firefly kinda girl. (I know what to get you for Christmas now! LOL!!!)

Dorrito’s or Ruffles? Ruffles.

Ghost Adventures or Ghost Hunters? Neither. I’m too much of a chicken. LOL

Zac, Nick, and Adam, or Grant, Jason and Steve? Have no idea who any of these people are LOL

Scify all night or BBC all day? Since my cable company doesn’t bring my BBC, I’ll opt for Scyfy, especially if it’s a dorky B-movie marathon.

Spending time with your dragons or Hunting for Vampires? At this moment? Probably the dragons. But I have to say, it’s fun writing funny vampire stories.

Thank you Sandi for spending the day with me, I had a blast!

Thanks for having me! As an added bonus, I’m giving away a prize pak to one random commenter. Just add a comment and I’ll draw a name. Easy peasy!

If you want to see my other books, please visit my website at http://www.sandrasookoo.com/

You heard her peeps, just leave a comment or a question and you are automatically entered to win!

See you guys soon!

~Ash.

It's release day, and you know what that means!

2010-05-21T12:02:00.000-05:00

IT'S CONTEST TIME!!!!

I thought I would do a very special contest today on my blog. From now until tomorrow evening every comment and question will be put into a hat for a chance at a super prize! What is this super prize you ask?

A copy of A Dangerous Game
2 Certificates that you can use to redeem Murder 4 Hire: The many adventures of Ike the assassin and the Live to Kill Anthology where Ike will make her appearance again! AND a
Promo Pack of little homemade goodies!

I am very excited about today, and I am very honored to have as much support as I have right now, thank you guys from the bottom of my pea pickin little heart! LOL!!!!

So on to better things since it is the official release day for A Dangerous Game I thought it would be appropriate to add the blurb and the excerpt here for your pleasure! So without my further blubbering here is A Dangerous Game:

Blurb: All games are fun until someone gets hurt.

Suzy has sworn off love. Trace is in the same boat. Rather than take a chance on the pesky emotion that has always led them to heartbreak, the duo is going to give into their carnal desires. This non-exclusive relationship comes with a caveat. A woman Trace has slept with before is intent on winning him for herself.

It'll take all Suzy's personal fortitude to survive this dangerous game.

Excerpt: Suzy stood at the front of the restaurant waiting for the clock to hit eight. Trace was supposed to meet her there for their weekly adventure. Each time they were someone different, a nurse and a fireman, police and a bank robber. Suzy laughed just thinking about their little adventures. Tonight however, she was the hostess and he was the owner of one of L.A.’s finest establishments.

She looked toward the door; he was running late and Saul wasn’t going to allow their little role play interfere with his service any longer than it had to. Come on Trace, where the hell are you? she silently chastised him.

“Sweetheart, if he isn’t here in twenty you have to go, you know I can’t risk PD taking my license, especially after that little incident a couple of months ago.” His Spanish accent was thick and alluring.

“I know Saul, I promise he will be here.” Suzy knew he would show, but sometimes he could be an ass about it. They weren’t in a traditional relationship…it was more of a convenience for them. Trace had his heart broken one too many times and so did she, so love was the furthest thing from their minds.

The swooshing of the front door jarred her from her thoughts. Trace stood before her with a beautiful woman on his arm. Any thought she may have had of role playing with her lover were gone, leaving Suzy cringing. She was not the jealous type but damn, did he have to rub it in her face that he could have any beautiful woman he wanted and she was doomed to be practically alone?

He walked toward her, his cocky grin firmly in place. The redhead he sported on his right arm oozed sex and screamed ‘take me now.’ Suzy felt something raw and primal fill her senses. She wasn’t sure if it was jealousy or lust. Who are you lusting after Suzy-Q, the woman or Trace? “Does it matter?” she mumbled to herself.

“Does what matter?” Trace asked taking his normal place beside her.

“Nothing,” she growled, but blushed when he cocked his brow at her. “Who’s the cheap trick?” she asked changing the subject. Trace squirmed.

“She was going to be our playmate for the night but if you want I could toss her,” he chuckled as the redhead snarled at him.

“I didn’t say toss her, I was just curious.”

Suzy was nervous, never had she even thought about having a threesome, but something about the woman had her on edge. She looked over her shoulder at Saul and found him standing by the bar, a smile on his face as his hand formed a claw and swiped the air. Suzy giggled and waving good-bye mouthed “thank you.”

*****

The bright lights of the Hilton Marquee filled Trace’s BMW and blinded Suzy for a moment. Her teeth chattered from nervousness as she sat in the front seat. She was used to their hum drum sex life, vanilla was what Saul called it, but now Trace was adding an element she wasn’t so sure about. Before she could voice her concerns the valet had opened her door and was helping her out.

“Welcome to the Hilton, we hope you enjoy your stay,” he said smiling at her.

Oh yeah, she was definitely going to enjoy her stay. Trace had something planned, she could feel it; what it was though, she had no clue. “Thanks,” she murmured.

Traced stepped around the vehicle and wrapped his arms around her and their faithful companion for the night. Was it rude of her to not inquire the woman’s name, or was this part of the role play? Suzy wasn’t sure, but when Trace’s hand squeezed her hip desire began to pool between her thighs. She wanted to hate him—hate his ability to draw those responses out of her, but she couldn’t.

“You two wait right here and play nice while I get the key,” he grinned kissing both women on the cheek.

Suzy decided she would be the bigger woman and play nice. “Hi, I’m Suzy, sorry about earlier.” She extended her hand out to the other woman.

The redhead looked down over her pert nose at Suzy, “Are you talking to me?”

Bitch, she thought lowering her hand. “Yeah, I mean if this is something Trace wants to do, we should at least get to know each other a little before we fuck or whatever.” She was nervous and when she was nervous she blathered on like a school girl.

The woman laughed, “What makes you think he wants both of us, especially when he can have me all to himself?”

Suzy scowled and turned away from the woman. Whatever it was she felt began to falter as she looked for Trace. “Well, someone will have to remove the stick you have stuck up your narrow snatch before he’ll want you,” she smirked as Trace rejoined them.

“Ready ladies?”

*****

You can find the book at these sites:

Eirelander Publishing

Amazon

1Romance Ebooks

All Romance Ebooks

Book Strand

Well I hope you like the little excerpt and would like to read the rest of the story, it would mean so much to me. Now on to the rules of the contest. All you have to do is leave a comment, or question with your email so I can get in contact with you of course and you are entered! So what are you waiting for, enter the contest!

Have a great day!

~Ash.

My First Review!

2010-05-09T10:58:00.005-05:00

As you all know A Dangerous Game will be hitting the shelves in a couple of weeks and last night I got my first review. I have to tell you something before I share the link so bear with me for one moment.

I don't write because of the pay, I don't write because I want to be famous, those things are by products of doing something I thoroughly love and enjoy doing. Even though it doesn't seem like it's hard work putting words down on paper and creating these worlds of fiction for your enjoyment, it is. I rack my brain sometimes trying to find just the right ways to convey how my characters feel, what they see and how they love. Sometimes I hit it right on the head and sometimes I fall flat on my face. In those moments I pick myself up, dust off the dirt and go right back at it.

A Dangerous Game is one of those stories where it was done on a dare, I was in a funk, I needed something to pull me out and a friend of mine Dakota Trace said here, write this and then create a story around it. I did and today, this is where I am. I never count my chickens before they hatch because well, what if there is a rotten one in the batch, so I always keep my expectations low. I never write something and go, this will sell a million and one copies and I'll be famous! It keeps me grounded that way, and if something should happen, like I don't know...I bomb big time, well no harm no foul, I wasn't counting on it to be a success. Pessimistic of me, sure, but it keeps me focused and it keeps me going.

I have a point to this trust me!!! LOL!!! Here it is: Last night as I was writing and having a hard time because my computer crashed and took all of my work with it. I got this email from Seriously Reviewed, it was the link to my very first review ever and I was nervous. The butterflies I get when I turn something in to my publisher hit me like a ton of bricks and I think my finger hovered over the link for like forever before I pushed. I said to myself, how bad could it be, right. I could tank, they could hate it, or they loved it and I got a perfect score and now I'll sell millions! *Insert Pinky's laugh here* So, slowly I opened my eyes, scrolled down the page and read a wicked awesome review! Whomever read my little old story liked it, she really liked it.

Here is what they had to say about A Dangerous Game

So tell me, what do you think of this review?

Oh and before I forget, Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there!

Contest Time!

2010-04-23T14:32:00.002-05:00

Hi guys, its been awhile again huh LOL!!!

Ok so today I would like you all to meet a great friend of mine Scott Lang, he is the author of Original Sin and is holding a campaign for his book. His goal is to get his book out to 100,000 people through various websites and blogs. He wants you to see his book and maybe buy a copy or two! I think this is a fantastic idea and I jumped at the chance to help him reach his goal!

So I present to you now the blurb for Original Sin:

We all know by now how dangerous the Internet can be, especially chat rooms. We've all seen the Dateline NBC: To Catch A Predator specials, and have heard the grizzly horror stories of how a sick mind can endanger those we love. But not all predators are after our children. Some predators, like the one in the murder/mystery thriller ORIGINAL SIN , are much more insidious, and their intentions are nothing short of deadly.

Brandy is just such a predator.

Brandy is an assassin for the ultra-secret, ultra-powerful organization known as the Mission; the self-proclaimed Gatekeepers For The New Eden. The Mission envisions a world devoid of any-and-all sin. Their creed is simple, but sinister; either be pure and gain acceptance into the new world, or be 'Purified.'

Brandy's job, as a member of the Mission, is to eradicate the sin of adultery. It's a mission she relishes beyond measure and she is unspeakably ruthless in her pursuit to abolish this sin. Brandy is out there every night, relentlessly stalking her prey, just waiting to lash out at the impure and unworthy who are looking to shatter their marriage vows within the realm of an Internet adult chat room.

Following in the footsteps of Jack the Ripper, Brandy leaves cryptic messages on her victims. Some merely state that the deceased was a sinner, while another one boldly reveals the name of the chat room she uses as her hunting ground. Her room of choice is one called the "Sex Stage."

New-promoted Chicago detective, Dallas Holden, finds himself saddled with the daunting task of entering the fascinating and highly seductive world of online chatting in order to find the brutally cold-hearted killer. Before long, however, Holden finds himself completely enamored with the daily drama of life inside the "Sex Stage -- including his undeniably strong attraction to three separate women.

Danger mounts as Holden finds himself entangled in an intricate web of love, betrayal, and power that inevitably leads to a confrontation with a trusted ally and the leader of the Mission. It's a showdown that will dramatically alter the lives of everyone involved forever.
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I don't know about you guys, but I can tell you my interest is piqued.

You can find Scott's new book Original Sin at his website!

And one more thing just to sweeten the pot; this just in from Scott himself!

Every person who buys his book, whether it's the soft cover or hard cover book you will be entered into a drawing for a 25 dollar Barnes and Nobles gift card! Yes you heard him correctly each of you will be entered! So here's the deal, not only do you get the most incredible thriller of a book but you also get a chance at a gift card, how cool is that!

Why you still reading this? Get over to Scott's site and get the book!

Till next time, have a great weekend!

Ash!!

Do you like your boss?

2010-03-28T10:51:00.004-05:00

Well...do you?

In today's economy do you find yourself saying, "I will do whatever it takes to keep my job?" Or do you find yourself actually enjoying the job you do? I have to say I am actually loving the job I do. Does it make me an ass kisser, no actually it means I found something in my life I could be content to do for the rest of my life.

I work for a small, I mean very small used car dealership, the only people who work there are my boss, myself and our mechanic who comes in when someone needs some work done or we get a new car from the auction. My job is to put all the cars into our computer database which is through a company named Wayne Reaves. I also answer the phones, sell the cars, (yes if you come to my lot and if I'm the only one there, more than likely you will be dealing directly with me.)

Let's see I also do your financial contract if you decided you would like payments instead of buying the car outright. I am also the go to girl with the state when it comes to your title and I am also the business bookkeeper, to the extent of balancing the books and doing the year end tax prep. I don't actually do the tax work, we have an accountant for that, but for the past two weeks I have sat at my computer and entered every check, every debit, and every credit into a spread sheet so when the accountant works it out, it's set to go to the IRS.

*Takes a deep breath*

At night I am online talking with friends and fans about my upcoming book, life in general and I work with other authors on edits and create new projects and new ideas. It amazes me no matter how tired I am after working at the lot, it takes one funny comment and I feel so much better and awake. I love it! Which brings me to my alter ego Ashley Blade.

Blade was my CB handle when I was on the road. My mom picked me up when I was 21 and we set out on the open road as truck drivers. I loved it! I have been to 45 of the 48 lower states and if given the chance again, I would so do it. So the point of having Blade in my pen name is like paying homage to a time in my life were I became who I am now. I learned more in a year and a half about myself, like how strong I am, I also learned I had a sense of direction...if I focused and I learned to never take anything for granted. Because I was in a different state, maybe three different in a drive across the states in one day, to cherish the people you meet and take in everything. There is nothing like being in a truck stop in southern Arizona on a spring day about 70 degrees and feel the temps drop sharply to the point it snows for the next three hours.

But I digress.

When I sent in my submission to Eirelander Publishing I knew who I was as the writer and the person, only I have been a little tentative about it. I know I can do this more than I knew I could be a car sales person or a bookkeeper. My boss lady has been super supportive, and I would hope I am the same for her. Like my day job, I am responsible for so much, but unlike the day job these responsibilities are, yes, to my boss, but they are also to my fans and my characters! Without all three what would be the point?

Both of my bosses support me, hell sometimes my day boss sends me home early because he knows I'm under a deadline. He reads what I write, asks questions and actually takes what I do seriously. How many of you can say the same about your boss?

I guess why I asked the question of, do you like your boss, I was asking if you were happy, or if you were doing it for the money. Sometimes we put aside our happiness for the betterment of our family. We forget why we became what we are, and sometimes we forget what it's like to live.

I can tell you this, if I didn't have the day time boss I have right now, I wouldn't have the night and weekend boss I have at Eirelander. And personally I don't know what I would do without both of them!

Until next time peeps!

Ash!!

And the winner is:

2010-03-15T22:54:00.002-05:00

VERONICA!!!!!

Congrats to everyone who entered, and thanks for visiting my site!

ASH!!!

A Dangerous Game

2010-03-09T09:27:00.002-06:00

I don't usually talk about myself since, well, I'm boring. I work during the day, write at night and read. Sure I have my better half and my daughter, but as for spicy or exciting, nah nothing like that here. So I read some fab books and share with you how I feel about them which is cool right? It gives you some idea's on what new reads are available or coming soon and if they are worth your time.

Well today I thought I would spicy it up some, shocking right?

I have a book coming out through Eirelander Publishing in May and I just got my ARC and the excerpt from the book! I am so happy and excited and also so grateful my boss lady would take a chance on little old boring me!

Without Further Adu, A Dangerous Game, coming May 2010!

Blurb: Suzy is a three strikes and your out type of girl. She has had her heart broken one too times and has all but given up. Well until Trace enters her life. Like her Trace has been sent through the wringer, and with his total guard up he is only looking for a casual thing and with Suzy he's found it. But after a night of fun and a threesome, he finds out maybe he might have found the one. Janet, their third stands in the way though and will do anything to keep him, include having his child. Now it's up to Suzy to make things right and clam what is her destiny.

Excerpt: Suzy stood at the front of the restaurant waiting for the clock to hit eight. Trace was supposed to meet her there for their weekly adventure. Each time they were someone different, a nurse and a fireman, police and a bank robber. Suzy laughed just thinking about their little adventures. Tonight however, she was the hostess and he was the owner of one of L.A.’s finest establishments.

She looked toward the door; he was running late and Saul wasn’t going to allow their little role play interfere with his service any longer than it had to. Come on Trace, where the hell are you? she silently chastised him.

"Sweetheart, if he isn’t here in twenty you have to go, you know I can’t risk PD taking my license, especially after that little incident a couple of months ago." His Spanish accent was thick and alluring.

"I know Saul, I promise he will be here." Suzy knew he would show, but sometimes he could be an ass about it. They weren’t in a traditional relationship…it was more of a convenience for them. Trace had his heart broken one too many times and so did she, so love was the furthest thing from their minds.

The swooshing of the front door jarred her from her thoughts. Trace stood before her with a beautiful woman on his arm. Any thought she may have had of role playing with her lover were gone, leaving Suzy cringing. She was not the jealous type but damn, did he have to rub it in her face that he could have any beautiful woman he wanted and she was doomed to be practically alone?

He walked toward her, his cocky grin firmly in place. The redhead he sported on his right arm oozed sex and screamed ‘take me now.’ Suzy felt something raw and primal fill her senses. She wasn’t sure if it was jealousy or lust. Who are you lusting after Suzy-Q, the woman or Trace? "Does it matter?" she mumbled to herself.

"Does what matter?" Trace asked taking his normal place beside her.

"Nothing," she growled, but blushed when he cocked his brow at her. ‚Who’s the cheap trick?‛ she asked changing the subject.

Trace squirmed, "She was going to be our playmate for the night but if you want I could toss her," he chuckled as the redhead snarled at him.

"I didn’t say toss her, I was just curious."

Suzy was nervous, never had she even thought about having a threesome, but something about the woman had her on edge. She looked over her shoulder at Saul and found him standing by the bar, a smile on his face as his hand formed a claw and swiped the air. Suzy giggled and waving good-bye mouthed "thank you."
*****
The bright lights of the Hilton Marquee filled Trace’s BMW and blinded Suzy for a moment. Her teeth chattered from nervousness as she sat in the front seat. She was used to their hum drum sex life, vanilla was what Saul called it, but now Trace was adding an element she wasn’t so sure about. Before she could voice her concerns the valet had opened her door and was helping her out.

"Welcome to the Hilton, we hope you enjoy your stay," he said smiling at her.

Oh yeah, she was definitely going to enjoy her stay. Trace had something planned, she could feel it; what it was though, she had no clue. "Thanks," she murmured.

Traced stepped around the vehicle and wrapped his arms around her and their faithful companion for the night. Was it rude of her to not inquire the woman’s name, or was this part of the role play? Suzy wasn’t sure, but when Trace’s hand squeezed her hip desire began to pool between her thighs. She wanted to hate him—hate his ability to draw those responses out of her, but she couldn’t.

"You two wait right here and play nice while I get the key," he grinned kissing both women on the cheek.

Suzy decided she would be the bigger woman and play nice. "Hi, I’m Suzy, sorry about earlier." She extended her hand out to the other woman.

The redhead looked down over her pert nose at Suzy, "Are you talking to me?"

Bitch, she thought lowering her hand. "Yeah, I mean if this is something Trace wants to do, we should at least get to know each other a little before we fuck or whatever." She was nervous and when she was nervous she blathered on like a school girl.

The woman laughed, "What makes you think he wants both of us, especially when he can have me all to himself?"

Suzy scowled and turned away from the woman. Whatever it was she felt began to falter as she looked for Trace. "Well, someone will have to remove the stick you have stuck up your narrow snatch before he’ll want you," she smirked as Trace rejoined them.

"Ready ladies?"
*****

So what blog post would be complete without a contest? I am giving away one copy of A Dangerous Game to the commenter who has the most creative answer to this question. Who is your sexiest man alive and why? Also if you could meet them in real life, where would you spend the day with them?

Post your answers here and Friday I will announce a winner!

Good Luck and Much Respect!

Ash!!

Nisey's Awakening

2010-03-08T11:49:00.002-06:00

Hello Peeps!!!

Long time no talk, right? Well I have been busy writing and reading an awesome story!

Today I would like to share with you Nisey's Awakening by Dakota Trace!

When a would be Dom takes advantage of Nisey's inexperience she is left bewildered and at odds with her own sexuality. Now scared of what she longs for she tries to hide from it until her best friend, Kalinda has had enough of waking to Nisey's screams and takes matters into her own hands and contacts her older brother, Caelan. She's had enough and wants her best friend back and thinks Caelan is the perfect man to guide Nisey back to what she longs for without traumatizing her friend any further.

Caelan is an experienced Dom, who has trained many first time subs in during his time in the lifestyle, but his last experience with a newbie changed everything. When it blew up in his face, he decided to keep to the more experienced subs, so when his sister calls out of the blue with a request that he help her friend, he is intrigued but very leery. After all what could happen from answering a few questions?

Warnings: This title contains graphic language, spanking, exhibitionism, phone sex, bondage, toys, description of an attempted rape and sodomy.

Word Count: 77,977

Buy Link

Excerpt:

When she came out of the shower, somewhat refreshed, she was pleasantly surprised to see that the pizza had already arrived and both Caelan and Kalinda were sitting on the futon with two open pizza boxes. Her stomach growled at the fragrant smell coming off the pizza.

“Come join us, Nisey. Everything is ready to go. Pizza’s hot and I sweet talked Caelan into watching that new Transporter movie you’ve been wanting to see.”

A flush crossed her face. “Oh that’s nice of you, Caelan, but I would’ve watched whatever you wanted.”

“Nonsense. I like action movies. I haven’t seen the first two but Kalinda assures me that they were action packed. Now if it had been Steel Magnolias or something like that, I would’ve put my foot down.”

Kalinda giggled and patted the seat next to her. “Come on. Our pizza is getting cold.”

Nodding, Nisey settled gingerly on the futon between Kalinda and her brother. She noted Caelan seemed to have the same habit of dominating his corner of the futon that his sister did. He was relaxed with one arm draped over the back of the futon and the other resting on the arm, sitting at an angle with his long legs stretched out in front of him. How the hell I am supposed to sit next to him? The awareness she’d felt earlier rushed back even stronger despite the meager release she’d given herself in the shower. To hide her nervousness, she leaned forward to grab a plate.

“Either of you want a slice of this one?”

“Sure, I’ll take one.” Caelan leaned forward to take if from her.

She stifled a gasp as his hand brushed against hers. Biting her lower lip, she glanced at him, wondering if he’d felt the same spark of attraction. His face was cool. Her heart sank as she looked away from him.

“Here you go.” She quickly released the plate before turning to give Kalinda one. Forget it, Nisey. He’s obviously not attracted to you. Perhaps Derrick was right?

* * * *
Even though he was trying to concentrate on the movie, Caelan was aware of every little shift and movement of the woman next to him. The smell of her soap was refreshing after the cloying perfumes his acquaintances used. She simply smelled clean. Even if she didn’t belong to another, I don’t train ‘newbies’ anymore. Even if my instincts are telling me how perfect she is, with each gesture she makes, they are nothing more than a glimpse of her natural submissiveness. When she’d turned those expressive green eyes his way earlier, it taken all of his considerable will power to not take what he was sure she wasn’t aware she was offering. He thanked God for the control he’d honed under Alastar’s tutelage. It kept him from acting impulsively and allowed his outer expression to remain calm. Without that iron-willed control, the little sub next to him would’ve realized how much he wanted her. For the first time in over a year, I’ve actually been tempted to break my rule. Perhaps it is a good thing she belongs to another.

When Nisey shifted once more, the silky strands of her hair brushed his hand where it laid across the back of futon. Trying to resist the temptation to bury his fingers in her hair, he settled for slowly stroking it.

Suddenly Nisey surged to her feet. He looked up in surprise and locked eyes with her. Her eyes were bright with desire. He nearly groaned in frustration. She was just as aware of him as he was of her. This situation was not good.

“Bathroom break!” Nisey fled the living room in a huge hurry.
*****

My Review: I read this story in one sitting, why? It was that damn good. Seriously, I hung on every word, every scene and craved more. Knowing the content of the story and knowing the author I was curious how the story would play out. I can tell you this, it does not disappoint!

Nisey is vulnerable, scared and unsure of herself, throughout the story her character stays true to her feelings and her wants. She has her sights set on Cal and doesn't stop until she gets him. But, along the way she does have to face her dark past and let me tell you, the scenes leave you raw and exposed.

I loved this story more than I thought I would, the visuals the devices and the whole set up of the story left me wanting more. I can not wait for Kalinda's story, so uh Dakota, get to writing, and don't make me get Cal after you!

So if you are looking for something different, something sexy and something a little bit dangerous, then you're going to love Nisey's Awakening by Dakota Trace.

Rated: 5 Naughty Angels

People who run there mouths when they shouldn't

2010-02-24T08:30:00.002-06:00

Has no one ever heard the phrase, if you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all? Hell I learned that when I was watching Bambi and Thumper's momma got on to him for making fun of little Bambi.

I have to believe people have a missing link in their brains when they open their mouths and say stuff which isn't nice. Take for instance the whole Evegeni Plushenko's-I-should-have-won-the-gold-but didn't-so-here-is-my-PLATINUM-MEDAL. Dude you got second this time around, the scoring is not the same, but to rip on Evan because you didn't get Gold, is tacky in my book. But it gets worse peeps, he then goes home and has a Platinum medal made and says this is what I deserve, my program was superior to the American. And his people ATE it up like hungry dogs, WTH, seriously!

So while Evegeni was pouting like a two year old who was denied his cookie, Johnny Weir has been taking chin shots repeatedly by the Quebec media. First off, HOW DARE YOU! You know truth be told you all must be jealous. This boy has gotten out onto the ice and skated beautifully. To have two french guys sitting in a warm booth talk about his sexuality, or how he should be tested to make sure he is a man, is disgusting. Thanks host nation for making our skaters feel welcomed. The GLBT league in Quebec is looking for an apology from these men on their comments, HA! I say, it wasn't against their skaters, I don't think they even have the balls to say sorry to him seriously. PROVE ME WRONG GUYS!

And finally this morning I open up the sports section and here is another radio personality dissing a female broadcaster. Here is the jest of the conversation. Hannah Storm was wearing her normal outfit which at times I even say, really Hannah, but that is besides the point, its her life and she is making the money to wear whatever she wants...right?

So Duffus-Clyde over here at ESPN radio makes horrid remarks on her choice of clothing and the squirm session starts. First of all what business is it of yours, are you signing her pay checks, did you hire her? No, well then shut up! I don't see where what she wears interfers with her job, its not like she is parading around naked doing interviews, although I am sure if she was, this dumbass wouldn't have said two words about it.

Society today has an open mouth insert foot policy, people say things they know they shouldn't say and then get all contrite and pouty when they are called out on their remarks, but I guess this is America and well we can do that. Does it make it right, hell no! Yes I have my opinions, but I research what I am going to say so I say the truth with my own cynicism thrown in. I don't do it for money like these dumbasses up here do and I don't want to tear somebody down for a quick laugh like they do either.

What happened to people just being grateful for having what they have? I know everyday I am plenty grateful for my family, my better half and for the ability to sit here and write how I am feeling when I am feeling it. Plus now I get to share with you my crazy upside down world.

Oh and as I look out my window, its snowing again, yay me! NOT!!

Thanks for listening to my ramblings LOL!!!

Until next time Peeps, I is outie 5000!

Ash. :-)

Everything changes for a reason....

2010-02-24T08:20:00.002-06:00

Yes everything does change for a reason, whether it's good or bad, right or wrong. So with that said I am closing my regular site and I am just going to use this blog site. Everyone who followed me other at www.ashleyblade.webs.com can now come here. I will make the announcment there too today sometime.

Here is why, I have found when I try to think too much or I try to write too many stories at one time I get worried and then I get nervous and well as I have been experiencing for the last week I get writers block. I know I laugh with others on the whole writers block bug going around but mine is mostly from the frustration of not getting everything done right now. My brain has been on a miss fire for the last couple of days and so I am trying to simplify everything. It has taken a lot off of my mind to do so let me tell ya LOL!! :-)

So here is the deal, I will bring everything over here within the next couple of weeks, and then I will start trying to blog at least once a week. "Try" is the operative word right now, I can't promise I won't get caught up in the whole mess again of trying to do too many things at once because well it happens.

So with that said, I will be talking soon!

Ash.

PS, you guys are getting a two-fer today. Stay tuned I have another post coming your way.

Ferver Black's Christmas/Another Christmas Wish for Ferver Black

2009-12-18T07:59:00.004-06:00

Welcome back to another Friday Showcase! Since we are just 7 days away from Christmas I know an author who has a couple of books out to get us through this cold wet and in some parts snowy weekend. He is the author of such titles as, One Dangerous Woman, Christmas in July, A Heavenly Christmas, Ferver Black's Christmas Wish and Another Christmas Wish for Ferver Black.

Please welcome Author Marc Jarrod!

Blurb: Two centuries ago, Ferver Black lost the love of his life and went on a killing spree--not uncommon for a vampire. Tired, this immortal becomes a cop to rectify some of his wrongdoings.

Nurse Genevieve Durocher is attacked one night. Ferver discovers the attacker is a vampire and this particular member of the walking undead is his mortal, or rather, immortal enemy. Enter Lucien Baptiste who wants Genevieve as his bride--for keeps. And he holds a dark secret.

The battle is on for Genevieve, and the truth. Will Ferver’s Christmas wish to become mortal be granted so he can spend his life with Genevieve? Or will Lucien succeed in turning Genevieve into an undead to live with him forever?

Excerpt: Ferver knew what her intentions were. He kept his eyes focused upon the enchantress and readied himself for the embrace.

Embracing him, Ferver felt her generous bosom cushion his chest. Relishing the softness, he hugged her even closer. His hard-on pressed into her abdomen. They danced slowly to the rhythm of the music. Locked in the heat of their embrace, Ferver bent down and captured Ginny's lips in a searing kiss. The intensity of the kiss shook them both. It was raw, hungry and carnal.

Kissing her passionately, Ferver raised his hands from her waist and slid them up until they rested on the sides of her beautiful breasts.

Ginny sucked in a breath as his hands caressed her breasts, his thumbs gently circling her nipples. He was lost. He felt the old connection, the comfort of the familiar. The question was, could Ginny sense it too? Was it possible she was the reincarnation of Genevieve Durocher? What were the odds that the woman he held had the same name and the same feel of the woman he loved so long ago?

Yes, Ferver recognized her desire. He'd made love to hundreds of woman and, in many cases, turned into vampires. But she alone affected him in this way. He slid his hands from her breasts, down her back to her luscious bottom and pressed her more firmly against his groin. He wanted her to know his desire, to feel it. He lowered his hands and began slowly to raise her skirt. His hands kneaded her backside as they continued to dance to the beat of sexual desire.

Ferver could barely contain his excitement as he dipped his fingers into her moist treasure. He knew he had to have her and soon. Eying a thick throw on a nearby chair, he released Ginny just long enough to place the soft blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace. He then gathered her in his arms and kissed her as he carefully lowered her onto the plush surface. There, he continued his exploration of the lovely body beneath him.

He wanted this woman in the most carnal of ways. He slipped his long fingers under the elastic of her panties to touch the softness of her skin… and discovered not the downy curls he expected, but only smooth-shaven femininity beneath his fingertips. Ferver smiled wickedly as he lowered his lips to hers and continued his explorations.

"We're going to have to get rid of some of these clothes, Ferver," Ginny declared as she wiggled out from under him and began to strip off her dress.

Smiling, Ferver ogled her creamy skin as she quickly divested herself of clothing. He sighed as she released her breasts from the bondage of her lace bra. Standing completely naked before him, she allowed him to look his fill.

After a few minutes, Ginny took charge. She eagerly freed his erection and slipped him out of the confines of his jeans.
* * * *

Ferver sucked in his breath as she lowered her hot mouth to his cock. It had been twenty long years since his last encounter with a woman, and even that time, it had just been lust, pure and simple.

"No more," he managed to groan. "If you continue, I won't be able to contain myself."

In response, she lowered her head again and took him all the way into her greedy mouth.
****

We're not done yet peeps! Marc has graciously given me permission to showcase, Ferver's second book Another Christmas Wish for Ferver Black...enjoy!

Blurb: Ferver Black was mortal. After living as a vampire for the last two hundred years, life was good. At least he thought life was good. Able to sleep at night and enjoy the sun during the day, it was shock and a morbid sense of reasoning that he missed being a vampire. As a vampire-cop, Ferver possessed powers and capabilities beyond mortal men. He had strength, sharp senses and speed to handle most situations.

Ferver may just get his wish to going back to being a vampire as fate forces him to turn once again. Is it force or unadulterated love for a woman?

Excerpt: When Ferver entered the bedroom, he saw his beautiful Ginny lying on the bed with the top sheet covering her breasts.

She flayed her arms wide and said, "Come to momma, sweetheart."

Ferver snickered and removed his clothes in record time, placing his gun on the nightstand. They had made love nearly every night since he became mortal and neither he nor Ginny had ever tired of the routine.

He walked over to the bed, lifted the top sheet and climbed in, his cock hard with anticipation. Once in bed, the two bodies melded into one.

Ginny reached down and grasped Ferver's engorged cock and started pumping it slowly. She knew her lover craved this foreplay and was aware she never disappointed him. And she wouldn't this time, judging by the way that he was writhing in the throes of ecstasy.

Ferver was also aware of Ginny's expert skill and immediately started squirming, doing all he could to keep from cumming. To keep his mind off his current state, he decided to return the favor. He dropped his hand to her pussy, inserting two fingers inside, at the same time, using his thumb to caress her clit, at first slowly, then more roughly.

That did the trick. Ginny arched her back as if she touched a 5,000-volt live wire. She let go of his cock and wrapped both of her arms around his neck. She brought his head down and immediately kissed his mouth, driving her tongue practically down his throat and giving a low guttural moan at the same time.

Ferver continued his assault, while engaging in an oral duel that soon had his tongue imitating the mating dance.

Ginny wrapped her legs around her lover's body, starting at his ass, gradually inching up his back. Finally, she arched her back one more time and froze. She released her mouth from Ferver's and buried her head against his shoulder as she reached a climax, clasping his fingers tightly with her pussy while Ferver thumbed her clit.

They held each other as Ferver let her ride the wave. After another minute, Ginny slowly lowered her legs from Ferver's back, basking in their intimacy. Finally opening her eyes, she found Ferver still lying on top of her, smiling.

"Welcome back, love." Ferver said.

"Oh…my…God," Ginny responded. She brought his head down and gave him a peck on the lips, then inserted the tip of her tongue in his mouth.

Ferver was about to get off her.

Ginny exclaimed, "Wait…I haven't taken care of you yet."

"It's okay. We have all night."

Ginny gave a laugh and teased, "I may have all night, but you don't. Remember, I am a nurse. If I don't give you some kind of release, you will have the worst case of blue-balls in recent medical history."

It was Ferver's turn to laugh. As always, her selflessness of his needs was always on the top of her list. He couldn't help thinking that when he first met Ginny a year ago, almost to the day, she was as shy and demure as a librarian was. Now hearing her talk like this, it shocked, yet also pleased, him to no end.

"Well, we wouldn't want that--I definitely don't want that--so I guess you have to take care of me." He paused. "Still, don't you want to rest a minute and catch your breath?"

"Uh-uh. It's time for action."

She gently pushed him off her and onto his back. She then scooted down, grabbed his cock and without any foreplay, except for a few strokes, enveloped her mouth over the bulbous head, then slid her lips down to the base of his cock, allowing the tip of the phallus to touch the back of her throat. She felt the reflex to gag at first, then relaxed to take in the invasion of the hard muscle.

After a moment to savor the cock in her mouth, she started bobbing her head up and down, which caused Ferver to thrust his hips upward off the mattress. He did everything he could to hold back, trying to relish the moment. He was failing miserably. Finally, he exclaimed, "Ginny, I'm not sure I can hold on much longer."

Ginny withdrew her mouth from his cock and said, "Don't hold back, I'm more than ready." Ginny continued her assault on Ferver's cock and within thirty seconds, his hard pole began to erupt. Though his cum came out copiously, she made sure she drained every drop from him. After she made sure not to waste any of the nectar, she licked the head of his penis clean and finally released him.

Ferver was panting. "Ginny, even though it shouldn't happen, you continue to surprise me. I love what you can do with your mouth."

Ginny smiled. "So have you forgotten about your shift as a cop, tonight?"

Ferver froze for a second, knowing he had important work ahead. Again he regretfully lied. Giving a crooked smile, he responded, "Shift? What shift?" He took hold of her and slowly climbed on top of her. His cock rejuvenated in a matter of seconds and pointed at her pussy.

Ginny gave a chuckle and the same time spread her legs, knowing what was to come. "My, my, aren't you the eager one."

Ferver gave her a loving smile. "You bring it out to me, Ginny. I love you so much." He inserted the head of his cock into Ginny and she took over from there, lifting her hips, and engulfed his phallus in one motion. Ferver rested his weight on his elbows so as not to crush her.

Ginny wrapped her legs around his waist and that was the signal for him to move his hips, ready to make fervent, passionate love to his beloved.

*****

Is it me, or is it hot in here? Well, now that our blood is pumping, I'm sure you would like to know where you can purchace both of these books, right? Both books can be found here:

Ferver Black's Christmas Wish

Another Christmas Wish for Ferver Black

Have a Merry Christmas Peeps and check back often, because I will have reviews up for both of these books before tomorrow!

Ash!

Christmas In July

2009-12-15T13:08:00.004-06:00

Christmas in July by Marc Jarrod

Devine Destinies

Blurb: July County. Sleepy town. Midwest United States. Everyone knows their neighbors and no one locks their doors. This quaint town has a dark secret. July County—population 250—doesn't have…a doctor!Until fate directs a snowstorm across one man’s path and forces him to spend Christmas with these country folk. Will a Harvard-educated doctor with the chance to make a mid six-figure income willingly stay in this one-horse town and give this small town a Christmas gift to last a lifetime? He might if the beautiful Jenny Stevenson, one of the citizens of July, has anything to say about it.

Excerpt: Emma poured the eggnog, “Jenny, I truly hope Dr. Burnett stays here. I will say, besides him being a doctor, he is really good looking. It is hard to believe he hasn’t settled down.”
Jenny shrugged, silently grateful Jon hadn't settled down. “He’s been so busy with his studies, I’m sure he hasn’t had time to do anything, much less get married.” He hasn’t mentioned having a girl somewhere. She smiled to herself. Then again, he wouldn’t have kissed me like that if he had a girl in another town.

“He sure seems to take a liking to you, Jenny. Maybe you can talk to him.”

“Mom, he has to make up his own mind. I can’t talk him into or out of anything, especially staying here in July.” God I truly do hope that he does stay here. The odds were against it. He is a surgeon. Even with Stan paying off Jon’s tuition and setting him up in his practice, Jon wouldn’t make money by staying in this one-horse town. Still…will he accept Stan’s proposal. Maybe he will go for it. Maybe he will stay. She was being selfish and knew it, mainly because she was hopelessly in love with Dr. Jon Burnett.

Feeling mixed emotions about the situation, Jenny smiled to herself again, feeling better as she placed the glasses on a tray. She was happy because she remembered the kiss she and Jon shared before they came downstairs. It was the most erotic kiss she had ever had to the point that she had to relieve herself of the sexual tension before she headed downstairs. However, the feelings of lust and love dissipated to despair because she knew in a day or so, as soon as the roads were cleared, he would be leaving—perhaps forever, if Jon rejected Stan’s proposal.

Though she had only met him yesterday, if Jon did leave, it would shatter Jenny’s heart as if he had died. She looked out the kitchen window. It was still snowing pretty good. Jenny hadn't seen such a huge snowstorm in recent history.

Jenny continued to stare out the window. She didn't really believe in fate, but couldn't help thinking that maybe fate did step in and bring Dr. Burnett and she together. Most importantly, fate giving July County the doctor they had longed for these past two years. This made her think of the snow. In some respects, she was glad that it was still snowing in that it would give Jon time to mull over the proposal that Stan offered him. Snowbound in this town, perhaps fate again was stepping in for him.

Finally, Jenny grasped the tray and she, along with her mother who also had a tray, made their way to the dining room. As soon as she entered the living room, for some reason, even with the room full of people, she immediately noticed that Jon was missing. She frowned and then asked her father, “Where’s Dr. Burnett?”

My Review: When I read the blurb to this story I laughed, I can't tell you how many times I have traveled up and down the highway and seen, "welcome to," "Come back soon," towns. So as I read about Dr. Jon spelled J-O-N, and his misfortune of being on the road during a snow storm I felt the pain of having to stop in the middle of no where and in a no account town. Hell, I still live in a pretty small town. Though it's not as small as July, LOL!!!

Dr. Jon is going to meet with his family for Christmas when the story first starts and because of a bad snow storm has to stop. His last chance of being safe is stopping in July and waiting out the storm. What he never expects is to fall in love with the small community, and not want to leave them behind.

I loved this story! All of the characters I could relate too, or place a person from where I live into their shoes. The story flows well and all too soon I was at the end and I was wiping a few tears from my eyes. If there is anything negitive, which there really wasn't, it would have to be the baby. Um, what happened to clothes and diapers and formula and stuff babies need?? I was reading it and I thought any minute now, but even with that, it didn't distract one bit.

In the end, I was happy with how Jon, spelled J-O-N fixed the situation of the town and I was happy he found someone to share his life with.

Rated 5 Naughty Angles!

Muse's Vacation

2009-12-11T08:09:00.001-06:00

Today I am showcasing Muse's Vacation by Jaime Samms.

For any of you not familar with Jaime, she is a brilliant writer of M/M Literature. Her books include; Windblown, Apron Strings, and my favorite, Black Roses. When you have a minute please stop by Jaime's site and give her a shout out--tell her Ashley sent you.

Now here's a sneek peek at Muse's Vacation by Jaime Samms.

Tag Line: One writer, plus one nasty bout of writer's block, makes a sub willing to risk punishment and take things into his own hands to care for his lover's well-being, but has the power shifted too far this time?

Blurb: Patrick is pretty new to the idea of having a Dom. When Leo gets trapped in that endless cycle of word-lock, and the inspiration just doesn't come for his writer Dom, Patrick decides discretion is better than taking his needs and frustration to Leo and asking for what he wants. Leo is not pleased to find his sub trying to satisfy his own desires, but even giving Pat what he needs doesn't break through the block, and Patrick knows drastic measures are in order. He has to drag Leo half way around the world before the writer realizes it's time to put his muse, and his sub, in their places.

Excerpt: Patrick needed something, and if Leo was too caught up in work to help him out, that left him pretty much on his own. Back upstairs, he tossed himself across the bed and spread out, face buried in Leo's pillow--which only prompted him to hump the mattress. Rolling over and trying for some zen-like yoga breathing went exactly nowhere. His hands moved on their own, palming himself through stiff denim, eliciting little moans and a deeper need than skimming over the bulge was going to satisfy.

A quick flip of one thumb opened the top button of his pants, then the next, and before long, they were dangling off one ankle and he panted hard with the inability to get anything close to satisfaction.

"Lube. I need lube." He pulled the bedside table drawer too far and it thumped to the floor. That left him dangling over the side of the bed fumbling for the tube and finding instead the long black toy Leo loved so much and sighed. "Fuck me. Now I really need lube."

A few minutes later, Patrick was sitting on the edge of the bed eyeing the slicked up dildo in his hand and feeling about as needy and pathetic as he ever had. That wasn't going to stop him getting off. He just wasn't sure how he was going to control the thing from the awkward position of doing it himself.

Heart thumping with pointless nerves, since he was the only one to know if it didn't work, or even that he was doing it at all, he decided to start where he was most comfortable. Crawling on limbs shaking with excitement, he got up on the bed on his hands and knees. He missed the heat and strength of Leo there behind him, but he really needed to do something about his hard on, and imagining Leo was going to have to do for tonight.

The burn of stretching to accommodate the wide dildo distracted him from everything else for a few minutes. The flood of heat rushing through him roared in his ears until it was all he heard. If he closed his eyes, concentrated, he could imagine that heat emanated from his lover, could almost feel Leo's hands on him, caressing his hip with the lightest of touches, hear the murmur of encouragement as he slid the toy in further.

"Easy, Baby." That's what Leo would say, even as he pressed the dildo deeper. "Take your time," while he pushed Patrick to the edge. One warm hand would slide up along his spine, the other reach around to cup his balls. He moaned, a low, desperate sound and rocked back, his supporting hand gripping the bedspread.

"Louder, Baby."

Patrick's eye flew open. He twisted, but the hand on his back came up and cupped the back of his head. The one around his balls moved to grip the dildo half inside of him, and hold it steady.

"Leo..." His heart pounded. How had he missed him coming in the room?

"Fuck yourself, Patrick," Leo commanded, ignoring his surprise."Let me hear how much you like it." Leo planted a hot, firm kiss between his shoulder blades and applied pressure to the dildo.

"You didn't think you'd get to do this without me, did you?

About Jaime: Jaime writes, romance, fantasy, urban fantasy, shifter stories about men, about life, about love. Her work is populated with mostly men, most of whom are into each other, and yes, we do mean into each other. She reviews, mostly the same types of stories, as well as the books she reads to her kids, who she home schools, and occasionally, she's gainfully employed. She write for the love it, and hopes to pass on that love to her readers, her kids, and anyone else who comes along.

So, I'm sure after that hot little excerpt, you're wondering where you can find this book? Well you can find it at Love You Devine...along with a collection of other really hot and exciting books. And don't forget Love You Devine is also where you can find the Immortal Fire Anthology. Jaime's story Black Roses can be found in the anthology.

Have a great weekend peeps!

Ash!

Smacks forehead I should've had a V8

2009-12-06T14:01:00.000-06:00

So in all my excitment and hyper activity I have forgotten one critical component of doing reviews...the rating. I know, I know, how could I of all people forget such a thing. Hey, I'm human, my mind sometimes wanders...oh look, a puppy......

Wait, where was I? Oh yeah, so I forget, I have blonde moments and yeah my ability to spell is horrid, (thank god for spell check)

So now I have to think of a scale, well duh again, right, 1-5....1 being the worse I have ever read, which for me doesn't happen all the time, and 5 being the holy grail of books. I also have to think of little markers to show what I thought about the book.

I think I know what I want to use, but that's a secret for now. I guess you'll just have to come back and see huh.

Ash!

Kindred in Death

2009-12-05T13:02:00.001-06:00

Kindred In Death

Nora Roberts

Blurb: When the newly promoted captain of the NYPSD and his wife return a day early from their vacation, they were looking forward to spending time with their bright and vivacious sixteen-year-old daughter who had stayed behind.

Not even their worst nightmares could have prepared them for the crime scene that awaited them instead. Brutally murdered in her bedroom, Deena's body showed signs of trauma that horrified even the toughest of cops; including our own Lieutenant Eve Dallas, who was specifically requested by the captain to investigate.

When the evidence starts to pile up, Dallas and her team think they are about to arrest their perpetrator; little do they know yet that someone has gone to great lengths to tease and taunt them by using a variety of identities. Overconfidence can lead to careless mistakes. But for Dallas, one mistake might be all she needs to bring justice.

My Review: I have been following the In Death series for a while now and each book takes different twists and turns. Although I may sometimes figure out who the killer is I still sit at the edge of my seat as the story unfolds.

Again, Mrs. Robb had me turning the pages trying to get one step in front of the killer, only to miss a small clue Eve would never pass by. As I got further into the book the pages turned faster and the passages read quicker. I loved all of the characters, including Ms. Miomoto and Jaime.

The other characters pop along with Mrs. Robb ability to create a futuristic NYC. Of course every story wouldn't be complete without Mavis, Trina, little Bella and the men who stand behind some pretty strong women.

All in all I would have to say Kindred in Death, was a wonderfully written tale with an amazing ending. I can't wait to see what Mrs. Robb comes up with next!

Pick up Kindred in Death at Amazon.com or any of your local bookstores!

My First Post!

2009-12-05T12:48:00.000-06:00

I know I know it sounds cheesy and childish but hey this is like waking up on Christmas Morning with a brand new toy LOL!!!

Welcome to Ashley's Naughty Little Secret Review Site! I have had some encouragment when it came to doing my own reviews and well how can I pass up an opprotunity like this?

So here we are peeps, I hope you enjoy your stay here and if you have any questions or any ideas pass them along. If there is a book you are dying to know about, let me know and I would be glad to review it.

I have one question left for you, are you ready to get Naughty?

Much Respect and hugs!

Ashley

Ashley's Naughty Little Secrets

Contest Time!!

Taking a moment

An update and a Contest

Curiosity...does it really kill a cat, let's find out.

Here is the grand prize

Back to School!

Sandra Sookoo is joining us today!

It's release day, and you know what that means!

My First Review!

Contest Time!

Do you like your boss?

And the winner is:

A Dangerous Game

Nisey's Awakening

People who run there mouths when they shouldn't

Everything changes for a reason....

Ferver Black's Christmas/Another Christmas Wish for Ferver Black

Christmas In July

Muse's Vacation

*Smacks forehead* I should've had a V8

Kindred in Death

My First Post!

Smacks forehead I should've had a V8