Tell us a little about yourself:
I’ve always been involved in the arts. I love creating things with my hands. I weave, do metal- smithing and occasionally stitch with tiny beads to create intricate bracelets. I took up writing when my mother became ill and I spent more time in the hospital with her then I did back in my studio. After two years of accumulating notes about ideas I sat down and started to write. I discovered I had a lot to learn and took a number of writing classes and attended workshops to hone my skills. And since I like to read books with a happy ending, I gravitated to writing romances.
What do you like most and the least about writing:
I love the journey I take with my characters. They lead the way through twists and turns until they find their HEA. As an introvert, if I could live in my writing cave all the time I’d be happy. But being an author is also about promotion. So meeting new people is always a challenge.
Give us a peek into your latest published work:
FROM DENVER TO FOREVER
Two stranded strangers...No commitment. No rules.
After discovering her boyfriend is into kink—and not with her—Emily Jameson wants to know what all the hype is about. When a blizzard strands her in the Denver airport, she meets a man perfect for satisfying her curiosity—and more than a few desires—in a lovers-only relationship. But after their first toe-curling kiss, she wonders if the no-strings bargain they've made is a mistake.
Mark Blacke always goes after what he wants, and the moment he sees Emily, he wants her. Fulfilling her fantasies will be a pleasure. Why wouldn't it be when she wants hot as sin sex and no fetish is off-limits? Falling for her isn't part of the plan, but if he tells her how he feels, he fears he'll lose the woman of his dreams...
What’s next on the horizon for you:
Book Three of The Blacke Brothers series, Luke’s story, is on my editor’s desk. I’m in the process of working on the final brother, Jonathan. He’s the most laid back of the brothers but gets into the most trouble.
I’m also editing a novel I completed that will be my first self-published book. It’s a new exciting process.
Is there anything you want to tell readers:
I’d love to thank all the readers that have read my books. Their support is why I write.
Book excerpt:
Examining the outfit in the mirror, Emily decided to leave her
hair down instead of braiding it. A huge part of her hoped what Mark had bought
would add more kink to their lovers’ weekend.
A thrill ran up her spine when he tapped on the door. “Yes?”
“Should I put on these black pants?”
“If you’d like. They go with my outfit.”
“You’re in silk pajamas?” He sounded disappointed. “Sort of.” She
swallowed her giggles. She wouldn’t give herself away. “Put on the pants and
wait for me on the bed.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She imagined the smirk on his face with that comment, but she
didn’t care. Hopefully when she walked out the door, he’d choke on it.
“Ready!” he yelled.
She took one last look in the mirror. Sultry makeup and her boobs
resting in the corset cups ready for his inspection made her look hooker-esque.
Yep. She joggled her hands underneath them and adjusted the lacy material. Now
to knock the wind out of his sails.
She opened the door and said, “Close your eyes.”
“Done.”
She moved to the middle of the floor. “Okay, open them.”
He raked his gaze over her body and choked. She stood perfectly
still in the spotlight created by the fading sunlight streaking across her from
the skylight above.
“Merciful mother fuck,” he growled. “Turn slow. I want a view of
your luscious ass as well.”
Emily obliged, pivoting and maintaining eye contact over her
shoulder as she turned. Her hand rested on her waist like the old pin-up models
in vintage posters. His hard swallow turned her blood to lava. Heat coursed
through her like fire.
“You look good in those pants.” She gave her bare shoulders a
flirty shake. He slipped off the bed, the pants riding on the yummy V where his
hips met his abs. All six-foot three-inches of male testosterone moved toward
her. She relaxed her hands behind her back so she wouldn’t fidget.
“Perfect pose. Demure, yet sexy as hell with your breasts just
waiting for me to taste them. One little flick of the lace, and I’ll be able to
torment your beautiful nipples. Would you like that?”
She sucked on her bottom lip and took a deep breath through her
nose. Her slight nod was all the invitation he needed.
1 comment:
Sounds like a fun ride! Best of luck with your book launch, Cadence!
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