Posts tagged “Erotic Regencies

Blog Party, Contests, and Prizes with Abby Wood, Debra Kayn, and Gina Gordon!

We’ve been waiting for the fun and games all month, and today, Abby Wood, Debra Kayn, Gina Gordon and I are  ready to give away some free books! Woohoo!

What do you have to do to win one? It’s easy! We’ll give you four lines from our books. All you have to do is match the line with the correct book. Easy Peasy!

But first, a little bit about the books you can win:

Didja Know…?

by Abby Wood

ISBN: 978-1-60737-590-6

Genre: Paranormal Menage

Length: Novel

With a ghost for a best friend, Chantel wasn’t surprised when Frank showed up at her house claiming he disappeared every night and wanted her help. What did surprise her was the undeniable urge to have sex with him, and the sudden revival of her fantasy to have a threesome — with him…and him?

As she gets closer to learning what brings Frank…and Frank…to her doorstep every morning, she realizes her simple herbal cures are not the answer. But can she find the strength to risk it all when the cure may send her dream men away forever?

Buy it Here at Loose Id

Her Five Favorite Words

by Gina Gordon

Contemporary Erotica

Short Story; Word count: 4,024

Coffee has never tasted so sexy.

Becca always starts her day sipping a latte and watching the piping hot Mr. Sexy. When they get stuck together in an elevator, it only takes a minute for Becca’s panic attack to take over. What she needs is to focus on something else. Something hot. Something dirty. Good thing Mr. Sexy knows a thing or two about distraction.

Buy it Here at Breathless Press

Love Rescued Me

by Debra Kayn

Mainstream Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 978-1-60435-696-0
Word Count: 42,934

Veterinarian, Samantha James, moved to a new town to escape the crooked cops who framed her younger brother and sent him to prison for a crime he didn’t commit. With the goal of setting up practice and making a home for her brother when he gets released, she didn’t plan on falling for the local forest ranger.

Undercover narcotics officer, Bobby Thorn, was only in Skamania posing as a forest ranger to apprehend the ex-officer who killed his partner. He didn’t have time for romance, but the fiery vet left him speechless and stole his heart. How is he going to keep his identity secret, catch a killer, and keep the woman he loves safe?

Buy it Here at Red Rose Publishing

The Highwayman

by Fiona Vance

Genre: Regency Erotica

Length: Novella, 11,551 words

After finding her husband tupping one of the maids in the pantry, Ariadne, Marchioness of Danvers, sets off to visit her sister to avoid scandal. Wondering if her marriage is over, she’s come upon by a highwayman, whose silver tongue and suave manner soon have her eager to demand what she’s due. Having found the ability to get what she desires, will Ariadne choose to pass his way again? Or will she use her newfound knowledge to bring her husband to heel?

Buy it Here at Breathless Press

And now… the Contest!

Just guess which of these four lines comes from which book:

1. She followed Charlene’s finger and turned in her seat. She gazed into a belt buckle only six inches away from the tip of her nose. Oh dear.

2. It was lust. Overwhelming, all consuming, spread-her-legs-wide lust, and it was all for him.

3.You’re slick as a seal, aren’t you?

4. His hand alone sent her reeling toward the edge of an orgasm and brought out her inner wickedness in five seconds flat. Two seconds if he used both hands, she bet.

Easy! Leave your answer in the comments, and we’ll pick a winner this evening by the highly scientific method of tossing all the correct answers in a hat and picking one without looking (ok, maybe not a hat. Maybe like a coffee cup or a bowl or something. But “pick a name from the Rubbermaid” just doesn’t have the right ring to it). If there are no correct answers, then we’ll toss them all into the… as yet to be determined container.

And of course, on your way to the comments section, please allow the waiter to assist you in partaking from our elegant brunch  buffet (the lobster quiche is spectacular!) and pour you a lovely, freshly-squeezed Mimosa (with your choice of Cristal or Dom Perignon). And whatever else you may require. He’s a very, very eager slave–ah, waiter.


It’s Seafood Friday! Get My Famous Calamari Recipe!

OK, here it is, by popular demand… Fiona’s Awesome Fried Calamari Recipe!

What does this have to do with erotic regencies? Absolutely nothing. But it sure is good for a weekend dinner!

Ingredients:

1/2 – 1 lb. calamari (you can buy it frozen in bags, precut and cleaned. Don’t get the breaded kind. That’s for cheaters.)

Enough oil to fill your favorite pan about 1/2 to 3/4 inch deep. I prefer canola oil.

1 cup flour

1/2 tsp. salt

1 tsp. paprika

1 tsp cayenne pepper *more if you want it hot and spicy*

fresh lemon and cocktail sauce, if desired.

Directions:

1. thaw calamari according to package directions *(see note, below). If you buy it fresh, you’re on your own (there’s something about cleaning out the inside of a squid that sends me right to the freezer section in search of easier prey).

2. Mix flour, salt, paprika, and cayenne pepper in small bowl.

3. Layout a place to drain the calamari– several thicknesses of paper towels on an oven-proof plate or pan.

4. Set oven to the “keep warm” setting. You’ll be saving the batches in the oven while you fry the next.

5. Heat oil on medium high, about 1/2 – 3/4 inch deep in the pan of your choice. A sauce pan will prevent more splatters, and use less oil, but you’ll have to do more batches.

6. Toss a handful of calamari rings and tentacles into the flour, stir to coat.

7. Test the oli by adding one ring. It should start to bubble and fry. If it doesn’t the oil isn’t hot enough. You’ll have to find the sweet spot on your own stove. You want it to sizzle, but not spit oil all over your kitchen. Or catch fire. Use your head.

8. When the oil is hot enough, add a handful of floured calamari one at a time into the oil. Cook about 2 minutes. Turn over. Cook another 1-2 minutes. You don’t want to over cook it, or the squid will get tough and rubbery.

9. Remove with slotted spoon, layout in single layer on paper towels, and place in the warm oven while you do the rest.

10. Serve either alone, or with cocktail sauce, a squeeze of lemon, or cocktail sauce. Some people like it with marinara sauce.

*Note: don’t really serve it after it’s been in the fridge for three weeks. We were just kidding.

Happy Seafood Friday!

Next week… Killer New England Lobster Salad Rolls…


You *Call* Me a Liar, But You Don’t Mean It

I know, I know, you do mean it. You’d never say anything you don’t mean. (Ahem because that would make you a… liar?).

But I gotta say, after being called all kinds of dishonest yesterday, most of you turned around and said I was telling the truth in most of the crazy shenanigans I listed! I’m touched, really. Sort of. I think.

Here’s a recap:

1. I once ate squirrel I shot myself.

2. I used to live in Boston, Mass

3. I used to live in Paris, France

4. I used to be an all-star pitcher until I took a line drive to the face

5. I cannot juggle to save my life.

6.  Unlike Abby Wood, I *have* spit off the Space Needle in Seattle!

7. Despite claiming to know romance, I’m still looking for Mr. Right.

Let’s take a look at these one-by-one.

1. Everyone thinks I’m some kinda Daniel Boon Wannabe and shoot and eat squirrels. I suppose there’s a compliment in there somewhere… as in, I’m a good enough shot to actually *hit* a moving squirrel with a loaded firearm (as opposed to, say, a moving Chevy Venture 7-passenger van. Did you know roadkill can get up into your ventilation system? But that’s a story for another day). LIE. I have neither shot nor eaten squirrel.

2. LIE. I have never lived in Boston, Mass, although I lived in Rhode Island most of my life.

3. LIE. I have never lived in Paris, France, although I lived in Rhode Island most of my life. And I did take four years of French in school, I can still say, “J’ai une maillot jaune” and “Qui est la Bibliotheque?”

4. TRUE! In the sixth grade I pitched on district sixth-grade all-star softball team and did indeed take a line drive to the face. Ruined my career in the big leagues. Another true story: The other day, the hub and the 5-year-old were in the yard playing swordball. That’s like baseball, only my reincarnated-medeival-knight son bats with his large nerf sword. I came out to watch for a moment, and at the first crack of the… sword, I flinched and turned away. I might even have yelped a little. Of course, the foam covered kiddie ball went about three feet, and I was twenty feet away. Don’t laugh. I’m sure the neighbors laughed enough for all of us.

5. LIE! Kaitlin was the only person who stood up for my jugggling ability, so she’s my new best friend. I CAN juggle to save my life. Mwahahaha!

6. LIE. I haven’t spit off the Space Needle. I’ve never even *been* to Seattle. Although I lived in Rhode Island most of my life.

7. LIE. I *have* found Mr. Right. He’s the inspiration for all my romantic heroes. I heart him.

So, the closest answer was Cassidy Hunter’s. She was still wrong (and she still thought I ate that nasty squirrel!) but she’s my winner!

And the Booby Prize goes to Sheila Stewart… who got them all 100% backwards. LOL! (Sheila, hon, if they ever contact you for jury duty, send them to me.)

And thanks everyone for playing!  For those of you who were nominated… I’m watching you… 🙂


Abby Wood is Calling Me a Liar?

Well, to hear her spin it, I’m not a *liar,* I’m jsut *creative* 🙂

She’s nominated me for Lesa’s Creative Blogger Award!

Fiona Vance gets Lesa's "Creative Writer" Award

Wait... why is the file name "bald faced liar award?"

And what does this lovely award entail? First I nominate seven other bloggers who I think are dirty stinkin’ liars–uh, I mean, wildly creative writers–you’ll find their names below.  Then, I post seven statements. 6 truths and 1 lie. Or 6 lies and 1 truth. All you have to do is guess which it is… and pick out the 1 line that’s not like the rest.

Hmmm…. this kinda reminds me of another post… something about Zombie Cabbage and Mexican Wrestling Chihuahuas… or maybe it’s just last week’s bad calamari coming back to haunt me….

Anyway…

And the Nomiees are…

*tearing open little envelope*…

Keith Melton: awesome Urban Fantasy author. www.keithmelton.net

Selena Illyria: hot erotic I/R romance www.selenaillyria.com

Kaitlin Maitland: exciting action and hot romance www.kaitlinmaitland.com

Shirin Dubbin: more cool Urban Fantasy http://fan-fatale.com

Mary Hughes: Biting love www.maryhughesbooks.com

Cassidy Hunter: Urban fantasy and paranormal romance www.cassidyhunter.com

Becke Martin: Contemporary romance with sizzle…and a twist http://www.beckemartin.com/bm/index.php?cat=3

Congratulations, Liars! I mean, wonderfully creative people!

And now… the seven “facts”…

1. I once ate squirrel I shot myself.

2. I used to live in Boston, Mass

3. I used to live in Paris, France

4. I used to be an all-star pitcher until I took a line drive to the face

5. I cannot juggle to save my life.

6.  Unlike Abby Wood, I *have* spit off the Space Needle in Seattle!

7. Despite claiming to know romance, I’m still looking for Mr. Right.

Okay… have at it!  🙂


And the Zombie Cabbage goes to… Becke Davis! or Becke Martin… or whoever she is today!

YAY for Becke! who correctly guessed that the zombie cabbages in photo A belonged to me. I won’t go into the fact that she has a little bit of background in the gardening biz, which the rest of you may claim gives her an unfair advantage. But I’ll bet that even the illustrious, many-pseudonymed Becke (who may be the only woman out there with more names than me!) has never grown zombie cabbage to rival these!

What exactly *is* zombie cabbage? Its what you get when you’re a pathetic gardener and just can’t stand the idea of working in the dirt after all the pretty things have died. I thought it would be safe… nothing would grow in the cold, unforgiving earth over the winter, would it? After the grim reaper scythed it all away in winter’s dark shadow? Pshaw! Who would think such a thing?

But two of my cabbage plants somehow survived the bony hand of  death…and what rose from the ground was not quite dead… but no longer really cabbage… Now they creep across the garden, searching for brains…

But I digress.

Becke, your copy of The Highwayman is on the way! 🙂 Thanks so much for stopping by. I thank you. My cabbage thanks you. 🙂

And we have a parting gift for those of you mistakenly think I own things even stranger than zombie cabbage. I just gotta think of something. I’ll get back to you.

Fiona 🙂


The Contest Results

And thanks to Kelly, who sent me the winning entry on last weeks “Help! I Need a Contest” contest, I have a great release day giveaway! Winner will win a free copy of The Highwayman!

The game is called, “One of These Things Belongs to the Author.” You remember the old game on Sesame Street, right? Where you pick the thing that doesn’t belong? It’s like that, only different. There are four things, and only one belongs to me. Pick the item that’s actually mine and leave me a comment with your guess. If more than one guesser is correct, I’ll pull a name from a hat. 🙂

So don’t be shy, leave a comment with your choice, A., B., C., or D. ! And of course, I’m dying to hear why you think so!

Winner announced Monday at noon, PST!

Fiona 🙂

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