What’s Happening in Romance?

One of my goals for my blog is to share more about writing and the publishing industry. I’ve read dozens of great articles over the past few weeks, articles on writing, publishing and specifically, the romance genre.

I decided to post a round up of some of my favorite articles about the romance genre.

  1. Romance as Resistance, EW.com
  2. Why We Still Call Them Bodice Rippers, Racked.com
  3. America’s Love Affair with Romance Novels, Fox TV affiliate
  4. Romance Novels to Get You Through Tough Times, Shondaland.com
  5. Let’s Talk About Sex: Romance Publishing, Publishers Weekly.com
  6. It’s Still Complicated: Romance Publishing, Publishers Weekly.com

Emotional Married Couple Erotic Romance Marital Bonds Out Today!

Marriage. It gets a bad rap. And in romance novels, it’s hardly ever depicted anywhere besides the begging stages, and even then, it’s usually placed at the end of the novel, i.e. the Happily Ever After.

 

I wanted to buck that trend and in my upcoming release Marital Bonds, I write about a couple who’ve been married for a while. Eric and Andrea have reached a point in their relationship where they’ve lost their intimacy, their love is still in tact, but their sex life is non-existent and Andrea wants to change that.

She has carried around guilt and a shameful secret that has driven a wedge between her and her husband for nearly three years. Andrea’s tired of the walls between them and so she visits a sensuality coach to help her move past her issues and rekindle the romance with Eric.

Marital Bonds features a dirty-talking hero, light BDSM elements, and is loaded with sexual tension and of course scorching sex scenes!

After three years of struggling, I’m tired. I miss my husband. I miss our intimacy.

Three years ago tragedy struck and destroyed our sex life. It nearly ruined our marriage.

Thanks to help from a sensuality coach, I’ve got three assignments to act out with my husband, each designed to help us find our way back to each other and reignite the flame on our once searing sex life.

Excerpt

“Hey, look at me.”

I did as he asked.

“You have nothing to feel guilty about. Nothing.”

Without saying another word Eric scooped me in his arms and walked over to our couch. He sat down and I settled onto his lap. His erection pressed against my hip. I wanted it so badly, but at the same time had forgotten how to ask for that. How to take it myself.

“I love you,” I said as I rested my head on his shoulder. He smelled fantastic. He always did. Like woodsy soap and clean skin.

He stroked my back and somehow in the middle of all the fear and anxiety, the moment clicked in my mind. This was intimate. It wasn’t sex, but it was more physical contact than we’d shared in a long time.

Somehow, after moments of just being with one another, I felt a shift inside myself and I was pretty sure that Eric did too. His hand slid further down my back until he reached my ass. He glided over the curves of my bottom, reaching down to my thighs. He slid his hand around so it was on top of my knee.

He slid it to the inside of my leg and shifted slightly, spreading my legs. My breathing became ragged as his hand approached the V between my thighs. His fingers grazed over the fabric covering my pussy. He gazed at me, making sure it was okay before going further. I nodded. Eric slipped a finger beneath the elastic of my panties.

His rough skin was a pleasant juxtaposition against the softness of me there. He ran the tip of his index finger along the seam. I could feel my considerable wetness lubricating his skin. He circled my clit and my head lulled onto his shoulder.

As fast as lightning his face was buried in my neck. His mouth nibbled on the sensitive flesh while his hand slid from my clit down to my entrance. He slipped his finger in, just a little, and I moaned. It had been so long. Taking that as his invitation to go further, he eased his finger inside me as far as it would go. My muscles stretched around him and my entire body cried out for more. He stroked it against a tender part inside of me. For the first time in years, I felt truly alive.

“God, I have missed this. I’ve missed you. I have missed the way you feel, how wet I can make you. The way your breath hitches when I slide inside you and how you say my name on a shudder as you come.”

Moisture flooded my pussy at his words and all the erotic memories they evoked. I remembered this and so did my body. Our sex life hadn’t just been satisfactory, it had been unbelievable. And, holy shit, did it feel good to get just a small part of it back.

Want more of Eric and Andrea’s story? Get Marital Bonds for just .99 at these retailers: Amazon, Amazon CA, Amazon UKiBooks, Kobo, and Nook.

Get Ready! Tropical Heat Will Steam Up Your E-Reader on 7/11

It’s been forever since I’ve had a new release, but I’m happy to announce that I have a short story releasing this Tuesday! Tropical Heat is a HOT short about a vacation fling.

And speaking of heat…I’ll be promoting the release as well as my back-list on The Romance Studio‘s party site for their Heatwave Party!

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As part of the party, I’ll be giving away one copy of my short story Leather and Lace to one lucky winner, so be sure to stop by and enter to win!

Tropical Heat Cover copyThey have one night together, but that night promises to be as steamy as the tropical heat of Jamaica…

Rayne Willows is an artist from the Pacific Northwest looking to shake up her boring life. A trip to Jamaica sounds like the perfect way to let loose and rekindle her passion for photography. When she meets local man Marcus Greene on the beach in Ocho Rios, sparks immediately fly. Marcus offers to show Rayne around his beautiful hometown, but during the sightseeing tour, the two quickly realize the passion they have for each other can’t be held back. They decide to make their one night together a sexy experience neither of them is likely to forget.

Are you following me on social media? I’m sharing sexy teasers from Tropical Heat on my Facebook, Twitter and Instragram, so be sure to follow me!

50% Rebate at All Romance~Today Only!!!!

I hope you’re enjoying this long weekend and spending time doing things you love, like reading.

I have an exciting announcement for all those avid readers out there. Today only, Monday, September 5, All Romance eBooks is hosting a 50% rebate.

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Every title I have is eligible for the rebate, so if there’s a book of mine you haven’t read yet, now is the perfect time to snatch it up! In fact, after the rebate, my books are priced between .49 & 1.49.

What are you waiting for? Go stock those ereaders up for the coming cooler months!

Excerpt from New Release, Special Delivery

Is bidding on men for charity sexy? I think it is, and I hope readers find it appealing. I’ve always been fascinated with charity auctions. For at least a decade now it’s been a secret dream of mine to attend a bachelor auction. Sadly, no one’s ever invited me to such an event so it remains a fantasy of mine.

Maybe it’s just my competitive nature, but the idea of outbidding everyone and winning a date with a gorgeous hunk is right up my alley. Also, there’s just something about a bachelor auction that creates a sexually-charged atmosphere.

No, really. Think about it. There are the handsome men, adding to the sexy drama is the immediacy of the situation, there’s also the hot men doing their strut down the stage, there’s the bidding, and oh, have I mentioned the gorgeous men?

I guess it should surprise no one that in my latest release Special Delivery, I explore my bachelor auction fantasy. In the book, my female character Corina wins a date with Zach, the hottest bachelor up for grabs at a charity auction. The two have an instant, fiery connection and what happens after the auction is sizzling to say the least.

Read on for the book blurb and an excerpt!

Special Delivery CoverWho says good things come in small packages? Corina believes beauty isn’t about size—it’s about attitude—and Zach can’t get enough of her confidence or her curves.

Curvy and proud of it, photographer Corina Saunders seeks to empower other females by shooting boudoir photos of plus-sized women in her home studio. When a charity needs a photographer to photograph twelve sexy men for a hunk-of-the-month calendar, she gladly volunteers her services. Sparks fly during the photo shoot when she snaps pictures of sexy delivery man Zach Moreno’s strategically placed package. When they cross paths again at a charity ball and bachelor auction, Corina surprises everyone—including herself—by placing the highest bid on Zach, the sexiest bachelor up for grabs.

Thanks to the frenzied atmosphere of the auction—and the complimentary champagne—she’s helpless to fight the insane chemistry between her and Zach any longer and the two celebrate her winning bid. With a bang. Afterwards, Corina’s mortified that she had sex with Zach in a cramped supply room at the bachelor auction. How can she face him again? Then again, after bidding an incredible six-thousand dollars to win him at the auction, she can’t afford to skip out on the date. Besides, the sex was unbelievably hot, and she really shouldn’t deprive herself that one indulgence. After all, what harm could come from one innocent picnic in the park lunch date?

 

 

“So, what do you have in store for me, Corina?” Zach asked, and tightened his grip on her hip.

The two were dancing together at the charity ball following the auction. He hadn’t left her side since she’d stepped forward to claim her prize after bidding on him, not that she was going to complain about that.

“What if I said I haven’t decided yet?” Corina asked.

She knew all the bubbly she’d consumed had something to do with her saucy answer. Zach smirked and raised an eyebrow at her reply.

“Let me know if you need help, I might have an idea or two about what I’d like to do with you. Of course, a sexy redhead like you probably doesn’t need suggestions from me.”

The song came to an end and they stopped moving briefly in the silence while they waited for the next melody to start. In that moment, Zach held her still in his arms and locked his gaze on her. A shiver traveled down her spine. How was she supposed to respond to his innuendo? Sexy talk wasn’t her strong suit. In an attempt to make the situation less sexually charged, she brought up their impending outing.

“Right…about our date, why don’t you tell me what you like? Do you enjoy spending time in nature?”

“Yes, I love the outdoors. Just what did do you have in mind?” Zach pressed again.

“With a body like yours, I figured you had to get a lot of fresh air and exercise.” As soon as the words tumbled from her lips, Corina placed a hand over her mouth as though to ensure she didn’t say anything else embarrassing. Alcohol had caused the filter on her mouth to cease working completely.

“So you’ve noticed my body, huh?”

“Yeah, I mean…you looked pretty fit at the photo shoot.” Mortified by her words, she broke eye contact and directed her gaze across the dance floor. “I mean…never mind. Back to our date. I’ve planned a simple picnic lunch, at Forest Park. And afterward, I thought we could walk around, and visit the museums,” she said about one of the most notable green spaces in the city of St. Louis.

“That sounds fun. But, you get me all day, you know? Since you’ve planned lunch, why don’t I plan dinner?”

“Okay. Are you going to give me a hint about what we’re doing for dinner?” Corina asked when the two stopped dancing momentarily as the band introduced the next song.

“Nope,” he said simply as he swept her up into his arms again.

The musicians played a slower number, and Zach pulled her body closer.

“You know, technically our date on Saturday won’t be our first.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we chatted during the calendar shoot, so that was our ice- breaker. Then I rang your bell,” he said and bobbed his eyebrows up and down. “And I met your dog. That’s a pretty serious step. Then tonight, this is practically our third date.”

“And everyone knows what happens on the third date,” Corina said around a giggle that ended with a hiccup.

She’d really had too much to drink. She looked up into Zach’s eyes and noticed the dark irises seemed to glitter like onyx. He narrowed his gaze at her. Now she’d gone and done it. She must have embarrassed him with her blathering.

“Of course I know what most people do on the third date. But, sometimes you meet someone and the connection is there and you just can’t wait that long,” he purred.

He ran his hand along the lush curve of her hip and settled his fingertips at the top of her ass. His electrifying caress caused a bloom of desire to unfurl inside her. The tips of her nipples hardened and tingled from the intimate position of his hands on her body. She pressed herself even closer against to him, and loved the feel of his solid chest as it pressed against her breasts. She repositioned her hips, which caused her thigh to graze his pelvic region. When she felt the rigid length of his cock against her leg, her pulse leapt and her sex clenched in response.

Corina brought her gaze up to his and she read the blatant sexual look on his face. God help her, she wanted to rip his clothes off and jump him right in the middle of the dance floor at the sophisticated event. She rolled her lips inward as she thought about placing that big, thick cock in her mouth. She wanted to feel the friction as its smooth head glided across her tongue. She pictured the way his slim hips and plump ass would look while he pumped into her mouth. Unable to help herself, a soft moan escaped her lips as the fantasy played out inside her mind.

His fingertips dig dug into the meaty flesh of her hip, and she knew his mind had to be traveling down a similar path. Zach gave her a slow, almost imperceptible nod. Corina was panting for breath, but it had nothing to do with the sexy dance she’d just shared with him. She decided to take the lead and show Mr. Out of My League an evening he wouldn’t soon forget. Turning her head to the side, she placed her mouth beside Zach’s ear.

“Follow my lead,” she told him and then released herself from his grasp.

Scanning the crowd for Anderson, she found him at a table occupied by a few of the night’s bachelors and their bidders. Anderson’s arms flailed in an animated way in front of him. She knew he was regaling people with a wild story, one of the men enraptured by her brother’s shenanigans was Trey, the hot fireman from the photo shoot who’d commented on Anderson’s good looks. She was thankful for the attention the men were paying Anderson, because she didn’t want her brother to see what she was about to do next.

Corina excused her way through the throng of guests on the crowded dance floor and snaked between a series of tables to get to the back of the enormous banquet room. As casually as she could, she turned her head and looked backward over her shoulder to ensure Zach was keeping up with her. He was. The roar of rushing blood reverberated in her ears above the music and gaiety of her surroundings.

She slipped into a dimly lit hallway and then through a door to a tiny closet used for storage. She’d been the photographer at a wedding at this banquet hall years ago and she still remembered the layout. Inside the small space there were extra folding chairs, tables and other supplies. Zach was close behind her and crossed the threshold of the closet seconds after her. She’d barely had time to shut and lock the door before Zach’s hands were all over her body. Using his powerful chest, he leaned toward her and wedged her there, between him and the door. His mouth, warm and insisting, found hers and he plowed all ten of his fingers into her hair when as he kissed her.

Too turned on to care about her mussed appearance or the fact that she’d spent an hour creating the glamorous waved hairstyle, Corina moaned in response and ground her breasts against him. He growled and tilted her head back further. His kiss became even more passionate and erotic as he plunged his tongue into her mouth over and over.

She ran her hands over his shirt, vest and tuxedo jacket. She wanted to rip the finery off his body and expose his chiseled form. He ended their kiss abruptly and pulled back to look her in the eyes.

As if reading her mind, Zach said, “God, I’d love nothing more than to tear that dress off your delicious body.”

He thought her body was delicious? The thought made her giddy and even hornier. “As much as I’d love that, this dress does have a zipper. It’s right here, you see,” she said pointing to the zipper that was hidden in a seam along the left side of her gown.

“That will take too much time,” Zach said as he edged the hem of her dress up her leg. “We’ll have to be quick, and neat,” he added, almost as an afterthought. Once he’d bunched the heavy-beaded material of the gown over her hips, he knelt in front of her.

“God, those are hot,” he told her as he ran his fingertips over the top of her thigh- high stockings. He placed a soft kiss at the top of her thigh, where the silky material of the nylons met her flesh.

Corina trembled at the feel of his hot, wet mouth on her skin. She used his hands, which were wrapped around the back of her thighs, for support. He moved his fingers up and gripped her bare ass, hard.

“Oh, my God, you’re wearing a thong,” he said around a groan as he pulled the flimsy piece of material down her hips. “You’re so beautiful, and not just here,” Zach told her and brushed his fingertips over her labia.

Her clit throbbed in response to his words and the softness of his touch. She leaned her head against the door when she felt him explore her wet pussy. His touch was slow and soft. It was as though he were testing her. Teasing her. Corina wanted and needed more. She writhed against his hand, craving a release. He must have sensed her urgency, because he used the pad of his thumb to stroke the hard pearl of flesh at the base of her sex. He circled the slippery bud in a deliberate stroke that caused her to cry out.

“Please,” she begged softly. She was dying to moan, but she couldn’t risk the two of them getting caught. “Zach, please…”

“Please, what?” He released his hold on her throbbing, wet flesh. Standing to his full height again, he slipped her thong in the inside pocket of his tuxedo jacket. “Tell me what you need, Corina,” he challenged as he stared into her eyes

Available at All Romance ebooks, Amazon, Amazon CA, Amazon UK, Kobo and Nook.

 

I’m Back, Baby!

I took most of the summer off from social media, blogging and even writing. Technology, while convenient, can overwhelm me at times.

I spent most of June and all of July decompressing, catching up on my reading and only writing when I really, really wanted to. Yes, that philosophy flies in the face of conventional wisdom about writing. You know, the “wisdom” that says a real writer writes every day.

Forcing my creativity is not how I roll, so I took about eight weeks off to get things together and recharge my batteries. I have some exciting things in the works right now and some news to share.

First, I’m on Instagram (finally). I resisted for a while because, well, see above statement regarding technology. But, if you’d like to keep up with my photos and videos, you can find me @authorarielstorm on Instagram.

Second, I’m pleased to announce that Dominant and Daring is out in print!

Finally, I am so stoked about my forthcoming release, Special Delivery, about a female photographer and a sexy delivery man with a (ahem) big package 😉

Check the cover, isn’t it hot?

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Summer’s Here, Let’s Celebrate!

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Today is officially the first day of summer! Here’s to long, warm nights and lazy days spent reading and soaking up the sun poolside, beachside or inside, soaking up the A/C.

To kick off summer, All Romance eBooks is hosting their ARe Summer Blast, today only, get all of my titles for 25% off on All Romance ebooks

Also beginning today, you can find me at The Romance Studio’s party site for their spectacular 10 day long Enchanting Summer Nights Party. During the party I’ll post excerpts of my books, blog and I’m giving away one copy of Dominant and Daring, my latest release. For more details, and to enter, visit me at The Romance Studio’s party site.