Monday, April 21, 2014

AN INDECENT AFFAIR PART I in ONE NIGHT ONLY...



AN INDECENT AFFAIR PART I will be available in the ONE NIGHT ONLY... erotic romance anthology featuring four ultra sexy stories that will release May 12.

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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Join Me at Authors After Dark

Authors After Dark is coming QUICKLY and OMG this year is going to be INSANE!

As always AAD is about the readers, and the amount of awesome we have put together for you this year, you would be INSANE not to attend….

First, our amazing Master of Ceremonies is none other than Alexandra Ivy! She will be doing a cool little event to celebrate your favorite gargoyle, Levet on Friday! Wanna know more? Check out the FB group where Alex will be talking about the awesome that she has going on!

Torquere and authors BA Tortuga and Julia Talbot will be Sponsoring our Welcome event, the Midnight Rodeo… And it looks like We will have some VERY COOL goodies and… Riding… happening… *SNICKER*

How about Parties? This year we have a special event called the Leather and Lace Ball! Curious? We thought so! Take a ride on the wild side and let your inhibitions fly with five New York Times Bestselling Authors of erotic romance. Cuffs and corsets encouraged.

With:
J. Kenner, Liliana Hart, Carly Phillips, Janelle Denison, Jasinda Wilder and Lorelei James

The ladies will be talking more about this on the FB group starting soon!

New for 2014 is the Paranormal Party! Join over 20 Paranormal authors who will be giving away goodies, some books and hanging out with you to snack and chat! Wanna know what authors are involved? You will have to join the FB group to see!


And of course, we have the amazing Masquerade Ball! This year it’s the SINS AND VIRTUES BALL! Are you a sin or a virtue? Join us for a wild costumed event! Prizes for the best costumes, including a 200$ gift certificate to Lori Ann Costumes!

Your Sins and Virtues Sponsors:
Sin Lust
Boone Brux
Opal Carew

Sin Pride
BA Tortuga
Andrew Grey

Sin Envy
Stella Price
TJ Michaels

Sin Gluttony
Desiree Holt
Saranna DeWylde

Sin Greed
Ann Mayburn
Heather Long

Sin Sloth
Lizzie T. Leaf
Julie Morgan

Sin Wrath
Stacey Kennedy
Marianne Morea

Virtue Charity
Kerry Adrienne
Trista Ann

Virtue Chastity
Jenn LeBlanc
Annabel Jospeh

Virtue Humility
Milly Taiden
Donna McDonald

Virtue Kindness
CJ Ellisson
Alexandra Ivy

Virtue Temprance
J. Kenner
Sidney

Virtue Diligence
Denise Grover Swank
Jenna McCormick

Virtue Patience
Lousia Bacio
Kallypso masters

And if THAT isn’t enough awesome that will be going on… This year we have an amazing off site costumed event… the Ladies on the Green event sponsored by the AAD Anachronistic Society! This will be an hour and a Half on the famous GREEN in Charlotte (a half block from the hotel). It will be a Costumed event (though Costumes are not required they are encouraged!) to celebrate Gothic, Victorian, steampunk dark historical literature! Your hosts will be: Sahara Kelly, Amanda McIntyre, Leanna Renee Hieber, A.L. Davroe and S.A. Price. Prizes and readings will happen, as well as photo ops!

And NEVER forget the Amazing Open bar with Mel Schroeder and friends! They have SO MUCH awesome set up for you just before the Bookies… you do NOT wanna miss that!

Getting excited yet? How about some info on the AWESOME mini events we have going on? Ready?

On Wed. Night,  Join Sasha White and Joey W. Hill for a wild party and Q&A, Also, the Blind Date Book Party will be open to start your con right! (If you have never done a BDBP, you are MISSING out! You need to attend, Get your blind date book, find the author that wrote it, and hang out with them!)

Thursday?  Panels up the wazoo, and the Bookie Awards----- goodies and books to be given out! The hangout with The GNO girls lead by CJ Ellisson and Boone Brux for some crazy fun! And if that wasn’t enough?  Readings and a Blogger Sleepover party as well!

Friday? More panels, a games carnival with Nina Gooden and Pals, Name that Author with Cat Johnson, and some other fun surprises!

Saturday? A few panels, the Big ass booksigning with 100 authors,  the Cowboy Stampede party, the Readers Mad Tea Party with Hildie McQueen, An after the bookies event with a special publisher sponsor, And Jess Michaels’ Birthday extravaganza!

SEE? SO MUCH AWESOME! All the authors that are involved with parties will be talking about their involvement on the FB group, so join up and get ready to rock.

Oh? You say you’re not registered for AAD yet? You need to be! All registrants get put in the hat for the welcome party prizes, and these prizes are AMAZING! Breakfast with authors, Booze and Books, side trips to Carrowwinds…. We have a minimum of 90 special prizes…. So…

You need to rock this con! And as if this wasn’t enough…. AAD will be giving away something really awesome to registrants…. Wanna know what?

How about 5 VIP registrations for THE NOVEL EXPERIENCE 2015 in LAS VEGAS? YES… 5!


And…

How about this… If we hit 100 more registrations from TODAY April 10th to June 10th, we will give away 2 AAD registrations for 2015…  2!!!!! So get registered, get your room and get ready for one HELL of an amazing year with us!

 JOIN US! WE CANT WAIT TO HANGOUT WITH YOU!

Sunday, April 6, 2014

GODDESS IN THE MIDDLE is on sale for 2.99. B&N has picked it up for a special Nook Sale! And Amazon is price-matching.

If you haven't read this hot menage, now's the time.



"Stellar...Julian blends terrific sex with tender romance. Liberally laced with humor and filled with intriguing characters." —RT Book Reviews 4 ½ stars

TOGETHER. THEY CREATE THE
MOST POWERFUL MAGIC OF ALL ...


Romulus and Remus are sexy werewolf cousins with an unbreakable bond. When they meet beautiful goddess Amity and save her from an encroaching demon, they discover that the three of them together are way more powerful than any of them could ever have imagined.
And they're going to need that power to overcome the forces that are determined to steal Amity's magic and destroy the two men. As different as night and day, and each an amazing man in his own right,
Rom and Remy make all of Amity's deepest fantasies come true ...

Thursday, September 12, 2013

A little cosplay between friends... And an excerpt

In NO RESERVATIONS, heroine Kate is working as a seamstress for a small town tailor but while she hems suits and repairs dresses during the day, at night, she's sewing up something entirely different.

Kate's original goal was to be a costume designer on Broadway but that's a dream she never got to pursue. Her mom died shortly before her college graduation and Kate never strayed far from home.

But Kate's creativity never faltered. From her custom-made wedding dresses and lingerie to her burlesque and cosplay costumes, she keeps busy.

If you go to my Pinterest board Kate's Lingerie, you'll see a few examples of the lingerie that fascinates Tyler. And check out the Agent Provocateur site. Stunning lingerie. Not a size 2? Fear not. You can find gorgeous, sexy stuff at Big Gals Lingerie.

I can't sew worth a damn but cosplay (costume play) fascinates me. Go to any fan convention and you'll see people dressed up like their favorite anime, video game, superhero or literary characters. The attention to detail can be amazing and you look at these people and think, "They have way too much time on their hands."

Actually, they don't. They just love what they do. Have you seen the new Syfy show, "Heroes of Cosplay"? The costumes are amazing, the creativity is off the charts and the cosplayers are fanatical.

In NO RESERVATIONS, Kate shows off her creations to Tyler and gets exactly the reaction she was hoping for. Here's a little taste:

***

Taking a deep breath, she opened the door.

And had to work hard to control her smile when Tyler turned away from the window where he was standing and his mouth dropped open for several seconds.

Yes. This was exactly the response she’d been looking for.

It gave her the courage to saunter out into the living room. The air brushed against her exposed skin, pebbling her nipples until they peaked beneath the lace.

He held a glass in his hand, though the clear liquid appeared to be water. She noticed how his fingers flexed around the glass before he set it on the closest table.

As his mouth closed, his gaze made a leisurely trip from her bare feet up to her eyes.

“Do you like this one?” She posed with her feet together and her hands clasping the feather duster just below her breasts, looking at him from beneath her lashes. “I got the idea from a costume I made for a play in college.”

As she breathed, the feathers brushed against her breasts, the sensation intensifying the lust pulsing through her body.

A flush spread across Tyler’s cheeks and his eyes glittered in the dusky light of the room. Without saying a word, he lifted his hand and drew circles in the air with his index finger.

She complied with his request—at least, she chose to think of it as a request—and did a slow spin. “So what do you think?”

He walked forward, and she thought he’d come to her. Instead, he stopped at the couch and sat down.
Sprawled would be more like it. He slung one arm on the back of the couch and let the other rest on the cushion next to him. With his dark hair tousled, as if he’d been running his fingers through it, and the casual jeans and tight T-shirt that clung to his broad chest, she wanted to go over and sit on his lap and lick him. Everywhere.

“I think I’d like to see what else you have in that bag.”

His voice had deepened to a low rasp and she was glad she’d added a thong to the ensemble. It would be soaked by the time she was finished but that was okay.

She pouted and put one hand on her cocked hip. “Don’t you like it? I would have thought this would be right up your alley, being in the hotel business and all.”

The corners of his mouth barely moved in a smile but she knew he was. “I’m all for letting you design the next round of service uniforms, sweetheart. But I think I’d have a riot on my hands.”

She sighed dramatically and turned on her heel to head back to the bedroom. But just before she closed the door behind her, she looked over her shoulder. “Then I guess we’ll just have to try something a little less . . . frilly.”

With the door closed, she practically skipped back to the bed and the pile of clothes she’d laid there.
Shimmying out of the maid’s costume, she let it drop to the floor as she picked up a leaf-green piece of chamois deliberately made to look torn and jagged. She tied that around her breasts then tied a slightly larger, dark brown chamois piece around her waist.

She didn’t bother with the headband. He’d get the general idea.

“I always did want to be Tarzan when I grew up,” he said as she stopped just in front of him this time.

“He certainly has that beauty-and-the-beast thing going for him. What do you think of this one?”

“I think it’s sexy as all hell. And I think you should come over here and let me take it off you.”

Right then she realized she wanted him to come after her. Wanted to break his rigid control and entice him off the couch and to her.

“Hmm, no. I don’t think you’re all that interested in this one. I guess we’ll just have to try another.”

When she returned the next time, she swore he turned a deeper shade of red.

She hadn’t been sure what he’d make of this one.

“I’m missing the boots but I think you get the general idea. What do you think of this one?”

He didn’t say anything right away, his gaze glued to her body. He stared so long, she wondered if she’d actually shocked him.

Finally, he stood, closing the few feet between them.

He towered over her, hands at his sides as he circled around her.

“What was your inspiration for this one?”

She actually shivered at the sound of his voice, couldn’t control it. “I had a huge crush on Keanu Reeves in The Matrix. I wanted to be Trinity.”

“I think her clothes were a little more . . . concealing.”

He still hadn’t touched her yet she could feel the heat of his body like a caress against her skin. Her fingers curled into her palms to keep from reaching for him when he stopped in front of her again.

“I took a few liberties.”

“I see that.”

Yes, this costume was made of leather, but it probably only used the same amount of fabric as one pants leg of Trinity’s outfit.

The black shorts were no more than six inches at the widest point and, though he couldn’t see it, the crotch was missing. Well, not missing, she just hadn’t made one.

Her breasts were mostly bare, although her nipples were covered by crisscrossing, two-inch strips of leather that attached at her neck and behind her back.

Another intricate pattern of straps crossed her stomach and attached to the shorts.

“Is The Matrix the only inspiration you had for this?”

She knew what he was asking. “I had a personal request for this one.”

His gaze finally connected with hers. “From someone who wanted you to wear it?”

Was that jealousy she detected in his tone? “From someone who wanted to wear it herself.”

He nodded, and she knew he’d totally dismissed the thought. “Do you have any more?”

“Only one.”

“Am I going to get to see it now?”

“Do you want to?”

“Do you have other designs at home?”

“Yes.”

His lips barely moved but she could tell he was smiling. “Then let’s see the last one.”

***



What to read more?  You can find NO RESERVATIONS at Amazon, B&N and anywhere books are sold.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

NO RESERVATIONS exclusive excerpt


 Here's a special release day excerpt showcasing one of Kate's talents. Her design skill, of course. But these designs aren't exactly for mixed company...or anyone under the age of 18.
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 NO RESERVATIONS

“Do you like this one?” She posed with her feet together and her hands clasping the feather duster just below her breasts, looking at him from beneath her lashes. “I got the idea from a costume I made for a play in college.”

As she breathed, the feathers brushed against her breasts, the sensation intensifying the lust pulsing through her body.

A flush spread across Tyler’s cheeks and his eyes glittered in the dusky light of the room. Without saying a word, he lifted his hand and drew circles in the air with his index finger.

She complied with his request—at least, she chose to think of it as a request—and did a slow spin. 

“So what do you think?”

He walked forward, and she thought he’d come to her. Instead, he stopped at the couch and sat down.
Sprawled would be more like it. He slung one arm on the back of the couch and let the other rest on the cushion next to him. With his dark hair tousled, as if he’d been running his fingers through it, and the casual jeans and tight T-shirt that clung to his broad chest, she wanted to go over and sit on his lap and lick him. Everywhere.

“I think I’d like to see what else you have in that bag.”

His voice had deepened to a low rasp and she was glad she’d added a thong to the ensemble. It would be soaked by the time she was finished but that was okay.

She pouted and put one hand on her cocked hip. “Don’t you like it? I would have thought this would be right up your alley, being in the hotel business and all.”

The corners of his mouth barely moved in a smile but she knew he was. “I’m all for letting you design the next round of service uniforms, sweetheart. But I think I’d have a riot on my hands.”

She sighed dramatically and turned on her heel to head back to the bedroom. But just before she closed the door behind her, she looked over her shoulder. “Then I guess we’ll just have to try something a little less . . . frilly.”

With the door closed, she practically skipped back to the bed and the pile of clothes she’d laid there.
Shimmying out of the maid’s costume, she let it drop to the floor as she picked up a leaf-green piece of chamois deliberately made to look torn and jagged. She tied that around her breasts then tied a slightly larger, dark brown chamois piece around her waist.

She didn’t bother with the headband. He’d get the general idea.

“I always did want to be Tarzan when I grew up,” he said as she stopped just in front of him this time.

“He certainly has that beauty-and-the-beast thing going for him. What do you think of this one?”

“I think it’s sexy as all hell. And I think you should come over here and let me take it off you.”

Right then she realized she wanted him to come after her. Wanted to break his rigid control and entice him off the couch and to her.

“Hmm, no. I don’t think you’re all that interested in this one. I guess we’ll just have to try another.”

When she returned the next time, she swore he turned a deeper shade of red.

She hadn’t been sure what he’d make of this one.

“I’m missing the boots but I think you get the general idea. What do you think of this one?”

He didn’t say anything right away, his gaze glued to her body. He stared so long, she wondered if she’d actually shocked him.

Finally, he stood, closing the few feet between them.

He towered over her, hands at his sides as he circled around her.

“What was your inspiration for this one?”

She actually shivered at the sound of his voice, couldn’t control it. “I had a huge crush on Keanu Reeves in The Matrix. I wanted to be Trinity.”

“I think her clothes were a little more . . . concealing.”

He still hadn’t touched her yet she could feel the heat of his body like a caress against her skin. Her fingers curled into her palms to keep from reaching for him when he stopped in front of her again.

“I took a few liberties.”

“I see that.”

Yes, this costume was made of leather, but it probably only used the same amount of fabric as one pants leg of Trinity’s outfit.

The black shorts were no more than six inches at the widest point and, though he couldn’t see it, the crotch was missing. Well, not missing, she just hadn’t made one.

Her breasts were mostly bare, although her nipples were covered by crisscrossing, two-inch strips of leather that attached at her neck and behind her back.

Another intricate pattern of straps crossed her stomach and attached to the shorts.

“Is The Matrix the only inspiration you had for this?”

She knew what he was asking. “I had a personal request for this one.”

His gaze finally connected with hers. “From someone who wanted you to wear it?”

Was that jealousy she detected in his tone? “From someone who wanted to wear it herself.”

He nodded, and she knew he’d totally dismissed the thought. “Do you have any more?”

“Only one.”

“Am I going to get to see it now?”

“Do you want to?”

“Do you have other designs at home?”

“Yes.”

His lips barely moved but she could tell he was smiling. “Then let’s see the last one.”

She’d saved her favorite for last. Wondered if he’d realize why. The man seemed to be able to read her mind.

As she changed, she drew in a sharp breath as the leather pulled away from her oh-so-sensitive nipples. At least when she drew the shorts down nothing rubbed against her clit. Though she wanted something to.

God, if he didn’t grab her and throw her on a flat surface soon, she swore she’d spontaneously combust.

Which didn’t make a lick of sense considering she’d spent half the past week worrying about losing herself to him.

Of course, she’d spent the rest of it pining after him.

She needed to get out of this circular thinking pattern. It wasn’t helping at all.

Picking up the pieces of the last costume, she smiled. She’d made this one for herself.

The tiny, see-through white blouse gaped open to expose the neon blue bra, barely covered the bottom curve of her breasts, and left her entire midsection exposed. The seven-inch-long, pleated plaid skirt barely brushed her hips at the top and almost covered her ass in the back. The blue thong that matched her bra left her ass exposed but its strings were visible above the skirt’s waistband.

The line of tiny buttons up the side required concentration to work through the holes. Though if you were in a hurry, you really didn’t need to remove the skirt at all.

Damn, she was going to soak through the panties in seconds.

Speaking of which . . . She pulled the thong on first, nearly moaning at the feel of the silk string between her cheeks and against the lips of her pussy. All he’d have to do was touch her and she’d explode.

Next, the bra. The lace felt almost abrasive against her skin, heightening her already burning lust. By the time she’d pulled on the skirt and shirt, she wanted to run back to Tyler and let him rip it all off of her.

She was going to need a shrink by the time this relationship came to an end.

Which she refused to even think about right now.

At the mirror, she gathered her hair into two ponytails over her ears, leaving a few strands to brush her cheeks.

Stepping back, she checked her appearance. And nearly chickened out.

It might actually take more strength for her to walk out to Tyler wearing this than it would to go out naked.

Did she look ridiculous? Would he find her sexy dressed like this? Some men had hang-ups about stuff like this. She didn’t think Tyler was one of them, but how did she know for sure? They didn’t really know each other all that well, did they?

And you’re making excuses because you’re scared. Now or never.

She went to the door and walked through.

***

She’d been in there longer than she had for the other costumes and Tyler couldn’t help but let his imagination run a little wild.

He’d been shocked speechless when she’d walked out in that first outfit. Not because he didn’t like it but because he hadn’t expected her to do anything like that.

Obviously, he didn’t know Kate as well as he thought he did.

And he wanted to, so badly he could see it becoming something of a problem in the future.

A future he hadn’t imagined with anyone since he’d lost Mia.

One that—

The door opened and his brain stuttered to a stop for a full thirty seconds.

Holy shit.

He wasn’t sure he was going to be able to breathe without choking.

She looked . . . so fucking hot. And he’d never before been one for the whole naughty schoolgirl thing.

But holy hell, he was beginning to see the appeal.

At least on Kate.

The skirt made her legs look amazingly long and the top and bra accentuated her somewhat meager attributes. Not that he’d ever complain. He was more a big-picture guy than a breast or ass man.

And this picture . . . Christ, put a bullet in him now. He was done.

As she strolled over to stand in front of him, she had one hand on her hip and twirled the end of one ponytail with the other.

All she needed was a lollipop to suck on and he might as well just melt into a puddle right here.

Then he’d give her something else to suck on.

Very soon.