Monday, November 18, 2013

Blue Moon by A.E. Via


 Blue Moon by A.E. Via

Publisher: Amira Press

Genre: Contemporary M/M

Release Date: November 8, 2013




Angel DeLucca is one of the most sought after gay bachelors in Virginia Beach. He's smart successful, lethal, and more than anything he's drop dead gorgeous. Angel has his pick of the men that come to his popular Oceanfront night club, but lately the one night stands haven't been enough...Angel craves something deeper. When a one night hook-up goes terribly wrong, Angel comes into contact with the breathtaking Maximus (Max) Strong.

Max is a firefighter for the Virginia Beach Fire Department. Max is beautiful, charming, and also very straight. One meeting with the mysteriously, sexy Angel DeLucca and a whiff of that silky, jet black hair, Max finds himself questioning everything he's known to be true about himself. Max tries desperately to understand the new feelings he has for another man and turns to his gay, older brother...Ryker.

Ryker has always been Max's protector and his guide their entire lives, which has left him feeling uncared for and alone to handle his own life's problems. Ryker craves to be taken care of, he craves the attention and praise of a Master. No one knows the dark desires within him until Angel's Chief of Security, Sebastian 'Bass' Bagatelli, shatters that secret with their first intense encounter.

How will Angel win the heart of the straight firefighter that was tailor-made just for him? Will Max be able to continue denying his feelings for another man? Can Ryker and Bass get through their personal issues to take and receive what they both need from each other? Or will they each give up on a happiness that appears too good to be true?

These men's stories will unravel in a whirlwind of romance, bdsm, revelations, lots of action and very hot sex, co-starring very entertaining supporting characters.




A.E. Via graduated in May of 2008 with a Bachelor’s Degree in Sociology from Virginia Wesleyan College.

She's a new author to the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her writing embodies everything from spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths. 


When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, A.E. runs a very successful paralegal-for-hire business and in her spare time, she devotes herself to her family – a husband and four children – her two pets, a Maltese dog and her white Siamese cat, ELynn, named after the late great gay romance author ELynn Harris.
 While Blue Moon is her first novel, she has plenty more to sit back and grab a cool drink, because the male on male action is just heating up!

My Links to all my social media pages and blogs can be found on my website which is updated daily; it seems that I register daily for a new literary club. 
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Wednesday, November 6, 2013

The Cowgirl Ropes a Billionaire by Cora Seton



Literary Nymphs Interview

Title:  The Cowgirl Ropes a Billionaire
Author: Cora Seton
Publisher: One Acre Press
Genre: Western Romance
Release Date: November 5, 2013


Do you write in more than one genre?

I currently write western romance – a series of novels set in the fictional town of Chance Creek, Montana—but I may branch out into contemporary romance and romantic suspense in the future.


What if any, is the hardest part of writing for you?

I tend to write my first drafts quickly—in two or three weeks. The hardest part comes about two-thirds of the way through my first draft when I realize how much of the beginning of the story I’m going to have to change to match the end of the story.


What inspired the story?

The real inspiration for this story is that one time I went for a walk with my husband and daughter and two abandoned kittens followed us home. They were starving so we took them in, but we knew we could only keep one of them. We ended up turning one in to the local shelter, but when we checked back a few days later, the cat hadn’t been adopted yet. I couldn’t sleep that night—I couldn’t stand the thought that the kitten might be put down, so I told my husband we had to get her back. We did (and paid $90 for the privilege!!!) and were able to find her a good home with the teller at our local bank. My husband and other family members still tease me about my tender heart.


The Cowgirl Ropes a Billionaire is about Bella Chatham, who runs the Chance Creek pet clinic and shelter. Like me, she can’t bear to put down unwanted animals, so she’s being overrun by stray animals, and doesn’t have the money to house and feed them all. She had a very small part in a previous novel in the series and one of the other characters in that story commented that she’d need a million dollars to save all the stray animals in Chance Creek. I began to think about how someone like Bella could get a million dollars.


Previously I’d had an idea for a romance novel set on a reality television series, so the two ideas came together. Bella’s long-suffering receptionist, Hannah, signs her up for the television show, Can You Beat a Billionaire?  the hope is that Bella will win enough money to save the clinic and shelter and Hannah’s job. Bella’s opponent is billionaire Evan Mortimer, who needs a temporary wife to secure his inheritance.


It was a very fun novel to write because both main characters are so set on winning and each has their own quirks that get in the way. I liked them both equally, so I could get behind each of them and their desire to win the contest. Switching back and forth to write each side of the story kept the process very interesting.



“We’re set,” he called out and she frowned when she remembered that the remaining cameraman was supposed to install a small, remote camera inside the tent. She stifled a curse as the tent flap unzipped again and a man’s hand reached in and hooked something to a fabric loop in the ceiling. That must be the camera. She glared at it for a moment before pulling the sleeping bag high around her shoulders despite the heat.

The heat that was increasing moment by moment with Evan’s bulk pressed against her.

“Do you have to be so close to me?” she snapped when she couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Where am I supposed to go?” he asked a hint of humor— strained humor—in his voice.

“Just—don’t touch me.”

He laughed and moved half an inch away from her. “How’s that?”

“Not good enough.” She moved this time, and almost immediately came up against the fabric of the side of the tent. She wriggled back and encountered Evan again. “For God’s sake, isn’t there more room on your side?”

“Not really.” This time he sounded chagrined. “Guess we’ll just have to deal with close quarters.”

She sighed heavily but lay still and closed her eyes again. It didn’t help that the sun was barely down. Evan turned, which pressed him even closer to her. She was aware of every single place their bodies touched, even if they were modestly dressed, as Jake put it. Evan was muscle all over. For a billionaire, he was actually pretty hot. She wondered if women threw themselves at him all the time and nodded to herself; of course they did. Handsome and filthy rich? What a combination.

Did he ever wonder about people’s motives? How did he protect himself from everyone who wanted to use him for their own gain? He came across as very self-contained, and she wondered if that was merely a defense mechanism he had to use to survive.

Had he always been a billionaire? Yes—Hannah showed her an article about him that said Mortimer Innovations had been in his family for generations now, so he must have grown up knowing that he could always have exactly what he wanted.

What did he want?

The question brought a rush of heat to her body that she tried unsuccessfully to squash. More than once today she’d been convinced that he wanted her. Ridiculous. He must be surrounded by beautiful women all the time. She wasn’t anything special. Cute. That’s the word people used to sum her up.

She’d always been cute, from when she was a child trying to keep up with her older brother to when she’d spent her high school years competing with girls like Lacey Taylor, who wrapped all the cowboys from the nearby ranches around her little finger.

Cute and broke.

The thought depressed her and she turned to her back. Now her shoulder was pressed against Evan’s.

“I thought you’d be asleep by now,” he said, his deep voice rumbling through her and setting her senses alight.

“I thought you’d be asleep. What’s keeping you up?”

There was a long pause and just when she thought he wasn’t going to answer at all, she felt his arm move and his fingers touched hers, under the covers. They slid between her own and he squeezed her hand.

Her breath caught in her throat and she didn’t move. His thumb traced across her palm softly once, twice—a caress so small, yet so intimate it made her tingle all over. He squeezed her hand again, then let go, and she felt the loss. His admission—for that’s what it had to be—unnerved her and set her on fire all at the same time.


Cora Seton loves cowboys, country life, gardening, bike-riding, and lazing around

with a good book. Mother of four, wife to a computer programmer/eco-farmer, she ditched her

California lifestyle eight years ago and moved to a remote logging town in northwestern British


Like the characters in her novels, Cora enjoys old-fashioned pursuits and modern

technology, spending mornings transforming a neglected one-acre lot into a paradise of orchards,

berry bushes and market gardens, and afternoons writing the latest Chance Creek romance

novel on her iPad mini. Visit to read about new releases, learn about

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The Cowgirl Ropes a Billionaire is Book 4 in The Cowboys of Chance Creek series, but it is a complete stand-alone novel in its own right. Other novels in the series are:
The Cowboy’s E-Mail Order Bride (available now)
The Cowboy Wins a Bride (available now)
The Cowboy Imports a Bride (available now)
The Sheriff Catches a Bride (available January 2014)

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Monday, November 4, 2013

Whitney - Alpha Marked by Celia Kyle

Literary Nymphs Interview
Title: Alpha Marked #3: Whitney
Author: Celia Kyle
Publisher: Summerhouse Publishing
Genre: BBW Paranormal/Shapeshifter Ménage Erotic Romance
Release Date: 10/28/13


Do you write in more than one genre?

 I tend to stick curvy ladies and shapeshifters though I do occasionally delve into manlove. 

What if any, is the hardest part of writing for you?

Picking one idea at a time and *sticking* to it.  I tend to get distracted by all of the shiny possibilities which can sometimes lead to stories going unfinished.  I really have to pick an idea and keep telling myself “no” when it comes to others. 

What inspired the story?

A chat with my friends Mina Carter and Lizzie Lynn Lee.  I tend to bounce ideas off of them.  Alpha Marked started with simply wanting a curvy gal find love with two hunks.  Ten emails later and I ended up with Alpha Marked ready to go.  Of course, if you ask them, “bouncing ideas off of them” tends to include me randomly typing stuff and them laughing at my antics.

Whitney wanted that happy ending, damn it, but she couldn’t have it until the Wardens figured out where their mojo went wrong. Hell, for all she knew there were wires crossed inside her and that’s why she’d been summoned. That was probably the reason she hadn’t ever been happy with any of her exes. It was like bits and pieces of her were Marked while the rest wasn’t. The “want to” was there but the “screw you, it’ll never happen” was a little too strong. Could that be her problem?

She didn’t know the answer to that question because the freaking Ruling Wardens were dealing with legitimate concerns.

“Look, furball. I’m the Ruling Alpha Mate’s sister and—”

“You aren’t a wolf nor a Marked. The Ruling Wardens are resolving wolf matters.” The organizer growled, his eyes flashing yellow and he curled his lip.

Oh heck no, she wasn’t about to be intimidated. Gripping the pen even tighter, she raised her hand, ready to stab the wolf. She been hauled half-way around the world and had spent the last two days simply waiting for the Wardens to arrive. They’d dragged their asses and now she didn’t have a legitimate concern. She’d show him legitimate.

Whitney growled, ready to poke tiny holes into the man, only to have her fun snatched from her. Literally.

“No stabbing ma peeps, Whit. If I hafta be nice to ’em, so do you.” Her sister Scarlet plucked the pen from her hand and then gave the organizer her attention, popping him on the nose with it as if he were a wayward puppy. “Callum, she pulled the ‘Kickass Sister Card.’ Learn it, live it, love it and call it yours because God and everyone takes it. The KSC isn’t like Diner’s Club, bucko. Think of it as an American Express Centurion card.”

The wolf narrowed his eyes, but what could he say? Two days ago, Scarlet mated the Ruling Alpha Pair of North America. Basically, she was now the Queen Beyotch. And having way too much fun with her new position.

The organizer closed his eyes and took a deep breath, releasing it slowly. His fur receded and disappeared into his skin. That done, he returned his attention to Scarlet.

“Apologies, Alpha Mate.” The words were shoved through gritted teeth, and sounded less than sincere, but her sister didn’t seem to care.

Nope, it looked like Scarlet just wanted to poke the werewolf a little more. She patted him on the head. “It’s okay, little puppy.” Not waiting for a response from the wolf, Scarlet turned to Whitney and looped their arms together. “Come on, you can tell me why you’re all homicidal and suicidal. ’Cause even if you try to kill Callum, he’ll end up eating you in a bad way. Then Madden would have to kill him, and it’d all be a big mess. I don’t do cleaning.”

Whit dug in her heels and shot a glare over her shoulder at the still fuming Callum. “Someone, informed me the Ruling Wardens are discussing legitimate wolf concerns this morning. Can you believe that? Legitimate!”

Scarlet patted her hand, much like she’d done to Callum’s head moments before. “It’s okay. They’ll learn that you’re the most legitimate concern they’ve ever met. I’ll have one of the guys bite ’em.”

Her sister glanced around the hallway, and Whitney echoed the move. They were surrounded by werewolves. Some were singles—wolves hoping to meet their werewolf mate at the Gathering.

That was another thing that sucked. Alpha Pairs only got to mate with Marked women while individual wolves only mated with other wolves.

Single, unmarked humans got zip.

With a resigned sigh, Scarlet tugged her farther along the hall. “Come on, there’s too many super-powered ears here. Let’s go somewhere else and rehash the whole you oveinglay the ardensway thingie.”

Several snorts echoed around them, and heat suffused Whitney’s face. “Seriously? Did you think no one would know pig Latin? Really?”



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