December 19, 2014

Follow Friday #77

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Question this week from Parajunkee and Allison Can Read.

How does this work? You follow a blog, they follow you. Win. Win. Just make sure to follow back if someone follows you! With that being said, please review my Follow Policy before making any rash decisions.

Do you have a go to genre when you’re happy, sad, or angry?

 

The go-to genre is adult romance. LOL

That’s it.

Hawt men and off-the-charts-sex? Happy, sad, angry, count me in!

What about you?

Peace, lurve, and wet panties,

Evolet

December 18, 2014

Currently Reading: Crystal Jordan’s VEGAS VACATION

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From magicians to Teachers Gone Wild in Vegas. Should be interesting.

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Peace, lurve, and wet panties,

Evolet

December 18, 2014

Booking Through Thursday #69: YA

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Brought to you by Booking Through Thursday:

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When you’re done, go back to BTT and post a quick comment or trackback letting everyone know so they can read your responses. Be sure to leave a link to your actual post! (Just type in the web-address–Wordpress will automatically turn it into a link for you.)

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Do you read books written for children or teens? Or do you stick to books for adults?

 

Funny you should ask. In my Other Non-Pseudonym Life, I wrote YA. I’ve actually gone on hiatus and left a WIP trilogy in a “drawer” (read file on my laptop) to focus on this genre.

The true funny here is that I even though I wrote YA, I never read it. I’ve been reading adult romance since high school and just stuck with it. Never strayed from that genre.

Why, you may ask? When I tried reading it when I was a young adult, it never appealed to me. I thought it was boring. Even when I discovered my love of writing on the 7th grade and knew I wanted to write YA, I didn’t any YA books.

To this day, I still don’t. I thought about picking up a title or two that I’d heard some things about, but never followed through.

Right now, I’m trying to focus on this genre since it’s been a part of my life for so long.

There’s a character I keep having reoccurring dreams about and I can’t write her as a teen. I figure if I get her (and her three best friends) out of my head in this genre, I may be able to go back to the YA trilogy character I left hanging. LOL.

What about you?

Peace, lurve, and wet panties,

Evolet

December 18, 2014

Life as a Blogger #15: Before 2014 Ends

lifeasbloggerIt’s a weekly feature (on Thursday’s). Each week Jessi over at Novel Heartbeat will choose a subject and talk about that subject in her life. The topics will be non-bookish so that you can get to know her on a more personal level! She definitely encourages everyone to participate, too. She wants this to be meme style with a linky for you to add your posts to. She wants to know more about you guys as well!

So, like Jessi’s response, mine is going to be lame as well. I don’t have anything pressing that needs to be done, other than buy gifts for my niece and nephew. I’ve started doing a little writing, doing flash fiction stories.

Yeah, that takes some getting used to.

I’m currently working on some prose for the Four Chambers Press project, Poetry and Prose for the Phoenix Art Museum.

3,ooo words.

I’ve never written that few before–I’m more of a novella gal, to be honest–but I figure I can just write and then scale back, right?

So, yeah.

That’s about it.

Got a whole lotta nothin’ goin’ on ovah herre. LOL

What about you?

Evolet

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December 18, 2014

WPS Shawties: Heaven’s Treasure

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This shawtie was inspired by Terrible Minds’ Chuck Wendig’s weekly Flash Fiction Challenge

“This month, you’re going to take a break from working on your business and do something fun: create a business based off a word. When you come back later this week, you’ll find out who you’ve been partnered with and the chosen word. See you all on Thursday,” the teacher said.
Two days later, I stepped into my Club Entrepreneur class to see the desks shoved together in pods of two with name tags placed on them. I strolled up the aisles until I found my name. When I saw my partner’s name, I nearly fainted on the spot.
Avery Stone.
6’1, a lean 163 pounds, black hair, pale green eyes that reminded me of a marble I’d had as a child, chiseled jaw, Val Kilmer lips, sexy five o’clock shadow.
Big jock on our little college campus. If the big jock was David Beckham and the sport was soccer, that is.
Speak of the devil. He pulled out the chair next to me and sat down.
“Hey,” he said huskily, smiling like he was happy to see me.
“Hey,” I replied nervously.
“So your name is really Heaven, huh?” he asked, his smile turning crooked.
“Yeppers. I was a miracle child for my parents. Wish they’d named me that instead.” A nervous laugh escaped and I reached for the envelope on the desk.
He turned to face me, propping up an elbow and supporting his head with one hand. “That’s sweet. Bet you got teased a lot.”
“Lately, it’s been upgraded to cheesy come-on lines,” I said.
He chuckled. “I can imagine. Well, rest assured, you’re safe with me.”
“Much obliged.”
“Besides, I think it’s sexy,” he added in a silky tone.
I whipped my gaze to his heavy-lidded one. Yowza.
I cleared my throat and pushed up my glasses with one finger. “Thanks. So, uh, what’s your business venture?”
To give me something else to focus on, I started opening the envelope.
“Soccer camp retreat thing for underprivileged kids. If I don’t go pro, of course. Then I’ll open it after I retire. What about you?”
“I want to work for the CIA or the FBI.” I glanced over to see his reaction, knowing it would be the usual.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Really?” he said, then proceeded to give me the once-over.
I knew what he saw: a young woman with café au lait skin, brown eyes hidden behind black, cat-shaped glasses, and a wild, spiral-curled afro. Yes, the hair would make it difficult for undercover missions, but I didn’t want to be an agent.
“I want to make special gadgets for the female agents,” I explained, pulling out a slip of paper.
“Ah. James Bond fan?”
“You could say that. I’m a bit of a nerd gir—are you kidding me right now?” I blurted without thinking. I wanted to dive under the desk and run from the room all at the same time.
Avery let out a surprised bark of laughter and leaned closer. “Kidding about what? What’s wrong?”
Crap on a cracker, I thought, showing him the slip of paper.
“How in the hell are we supposed to create a business about sex?” I said with a hint of panic.
Avery rubbed his hands together and gave me a smile that nearly melted my panties. “Aw yeah. This is gonna be fun,” he said.
I silently groaned. Speak for yourself, Mr. I-Think-About-Sex-Every-Two-Seconds.
The teacher bustled over, hands clasped in front of her, as she looked from me to Avery.
“Is there a problem?” she asked.
I looked at her dumbfounded. Is there a problem?! Seriously? Hell to the yes there’s a problem!
Sex.
Impressionable guy.
Hel-lo. Are you new to this species? I’ll take Word Change for three hundred, Alex. I opened my mouth to reply, but Avery beat me to it.
“No, no. No problem. Just thinking out loud how we’re going to start.”
“Well, just have fun with it,” she said, then walked away.
“Will do,” he murmured, giving me a sly wink.
“Okay, before you take yourself to Gutter Town, keep in mind that we’ll have to come up with something new,” I said, pointing a finger at him. “C’mon, let’s go to the library.”

Two hours later…
“I got it.”
Avery’s sudden announcement, after nearly twenty minutes of silence, made me look at him over the top of my laptop.
“Yeah? What’ve you got?”
“A Moonlite Bunny Ranch…for women.” He waggled his eyebrows.
I blinked. “A male brothel,” I deadpanned.
“Yeah.”
“For women,” I said, just to be sure I’d heard him right.
“Yeah. And we can model it after the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. See? Come take a look.”
I got up and was about to circle the table when he said, “Just climb over.”
“No way,” I shot back.
“Yes way. No one’s gonna see you, not with us way over here in the corner. It’ll take forever for you to walk around. This table is hella long. And wide,” he teased.
We were pretty secluded, which I’d chosen on purpose. I didn’t want people eavesdropping on our conversation. It was bad enough I had to talk about sex with Mr. Sex God himself, I didn’t need other people to hear it, too.
And the table was pretty long and wide. Ridiculously so.
I shrugged. “Fuck it,” I said, then clambered up.
I was in the middle, feeling silly crawling on my hands and knees, when Avery suddenly stood up, leaned over…and kissed me.
I sucked in a shocked breath and froze.
It was soft and quick, and he leaned back a little to take in my reaction: wide eyes, mouth hanging open. He grinned, biting his lower lip, as his eyes roamed my face. One eyebrow quirked and he began to lean closer, giving me a chance to stop him.
I was still frozen on my hands and knees. Yeah, no moving going on here.
Avery took that as a sign and the next thing I knew, he’d wrapped his arms around me and was dragging me across the table. Cradled lengthwise on his lap, he proceeded to make love to my mouth. His tongue invaded in long, slow, deep strokes, like he could kiss me all day. He pulled back and gently nibbled on my top lip, before licking it to take away the sting. The little zing hit me straight in the nether regions, making me moan and squeeze my thighs together. He did the same to my bottom lip and I squirmed, bumping his erection with my hip. Plunging his hands in my hair, he angled my head and dove back in with a low growl. Tongues tangled, hands roamed, heartbeats sped up.
After what seemed like hours—wonderful, lovely hours—but was probably mere minutes, Avery eased up little by little. After three quick soft pecks to my mouth, he pulled back. Both of us a little out of breath, we stared at one another, my brown eyes clinging to green ones that had darkened to the color of a Coke bottle. Supporting the back of my head with one hand, he reached up with the other and ran the back of knuckles down my cheek.
“I’ve been wanting to do that from the first moment I saw you,” he rasped out.
To say that I was stunned was a major understatement of the universe. “Really? And when was that?”
“The first day of class.”
I blinked rapidly. “Um…but that was six weeks ago.”
He grinned sheepishly and had the grace to blush. How cute was that? “Yeah, I know. It was the hair. I love your hair, how wild it is,” he said, running his fingers through my springy curls.
I swallowed. Once again, color me stunned. But it was followed by a little sprig of hope. “Huh. You never said anything.”
He chuckled and kissed my forehead. “Yeah, I was biding my time.”
“Oh. Well. I, uh, had no idea you were interested in…black girls?” I posed it as a question because the girls I’d seen him with were definitely lighter in color.
He cuddled me closer to his chest and planted a kiss on each cheek, then shrugged. “Very few people know that I like a little chocolate with my milk.”
I threw my head back and laughed. “Good to know.”
“Heaven’s Treasure,” he said suddenly.
I shook my head in confusion. “Say what now?”
“The name of the business, the male brothel? We should name it Heaven’s Treasure.”
I swept my hand through his soft hair then scratched my fingers lightly through the scruff on his jaw, thinking about his suggestion. I nodded. “I like it. Although, I’m starting to think you’re Heaven’s treasure.”
“Hmm. Then I definitely won’t charge you for my services,” he teased.
“Much obliged,” I said, then brought his lips back to mine.

Evolet

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December 15, 2014

Wet Panty Society – A Little Trivia About: Ian Somerhalder

Ian, ironically, the first actor to be cast as one of the survivors in LOST (2004) and was compared to looking like “a young Rob Lowe” by Rosie O’Donnell on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon (2009). Now that, I can believe. Rob Lowe was majorly hot back in the day and I had a mad crush on the guy. Ian’s also something of a jock who played varsity soccer and baseball in high school (from which he did not graduate).

Sports can do a body good, if this is any indication.

Unh!

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December 12, 2014

Follow Friday #76

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Question this week from Parajunkee and Allison Can Read.

How does this work? You follow a blog, they follow you. Win. Win. Just make sure to follow back if someone follows you! With that being said, please review my Follow Policy before making any rash decisions.

 

Do you have a favorite place to read?

 

Yes, the same place as Parajunkee: my bed. BUT one of my BFFs mkes custom furniture and he offered to make us something. I’m considering this:

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Peace, lurve, and wet panties,

Evolet

December 11, 2014

Life as a Blogger #14: T.V. Shows

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It’s a weekly feature (on Thursday’s). Each week Jessi over at Novel Heartbeat will choose a subject and talk about that subject in her life. The topics will be non-bookish so that you can get to know her on a more personal level! She definitely encourages everyone to participate, too. She wants this to be meme style with a linky for you to add your posts to. She wants to know more about you guys as well!

This was a freebie one and even though Jessi covered this topic way back in December 2013, I wasn’t participating then so I’ll share my list this year.

 

~ Facts of Life

~ Happy Days

~ Laverne and Shirley

~ Wonder Woman

~ The Incredible Hulk

~ The Greatest American Hero

~ The Six Million Dollar Man

~ The Bionic Woman

~ Charlie’s Angels (with all the different girls)

~ Dallas

~ 227

~ The Jeffersons

~ Welcome Back, Kotter

~ Sanford & Son

~ Diff’rent Strokes

~ Silver Spoon

~ Webster

~ Punky Brewster

~ Gimme A Break

~ Falcon Crest (OMGuh, Lorenzo Lamas)

~ Remington Steele (OMGuh, Pierce Brosnan. Still)

~ Moonlighting (I seriously miss this show)

~ Saved By The Bell

~ Buffy the Vampire Slayer

~ Angel

~ Forever Knight

~ Beverly Hills 90210 – (but never finished it)

~ Melrose Place - stopped after the first season

~ Moonlight

~ Heroes (I lurved Milo Ventimiglia..and FUCKING PISSED that it was cancelled before they could save the damn cheerleader)

~ Profit

~ The Listener

~ Smallville (OMGuh Tom Welling. And Justin Whatley. I stopped watching it for a long time and then tuned in for the series finale. LOL)

~ The Tomorrow People (sad this was cancelled), but OMGuh, Robbie Amell)

~ Dexter (didn’t understand the series finale)

~ Weeds (watching this really made me appreciate my normal home life. LOL.)

~ Shameless (see above comment. LOL)

~ Bones (Yay, David Boreanaz is back!)

~ Leverage (OMGuh, Christian Kane with his long, sexy hair)

~ Trueblood (OMGuh, sexy-ass Alex Skaarsgard)

~ Arrow (OMGahhhh Steven Amell. I live for the shirtless workout scenes)

~ Hung

~ Sleepy Hollow (I lurve Tom Mison)

~ Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

~ Forever

~ The Musketeers (OMGuh, Santiago Cabrera)

~ Drop Dead Diva (such a cute show, so sad it was cancelled)

~ Supernatural (OMGahhhh, sexy-ass Jared Padalecki. I watch that show hoping to see more shirtless moments)

~ The Flash (Yay, Robbie Amell. He’ll be the only eye candy on that show)

~ Haven (OMGuh, Eric Balfour. I lurve his tall ranginess)

~ Once Upon a Time (OMGuh, Colin O’Donoghue. He’s the only guy I know that rocks the guy liner)

~ The Walking Dead (this show is killing me)

~ Glee

~ Mad Men (The clothes are freakin’ awesome. Don Draper’s facial expressions are HILARE)

~ Elementary

~ Sherlock (I actually prefer Benedict Cumberbatch’s version over Jonny Lee Miller’s in the above. But I like them both)

~ Raising Hope (hilare. I miss this show)

~ The New Girl

~ The Mindy Project

~ House of Lies (we got through Season 2 and then we cancelled our Showtime service in exchange for Cinemax)

~ Strikeback (OMGawwwwd, Michael and Damian. Sexy. Ass. Motherfuckers)

~ Banshee (definitely starting to lurve this show. Jobe cracks. Me. Up)

~ Game of Thrones (THIS SHOW IS THE. SHIT. OMGuh, Khal Drogo. OMGuh, Robb Stark. I’m all about Jon Snow. “You know nothin’, Jon Snow.” Jon Snow knows how to eat some pussy, that’s what Jon Snow knows. LOL)

I know what you’re thinking…”This girl watches a lot of TV.”

And you would be right.

As it is, on Tuesday nights, I’m recording 4 shows at once! 4! It’s crazy, but yeah, it’s our life. LOL.

Peace, lurve, and wet panties,

Evolet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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December 8, 2014

Currently Reading: STEAM (An Erotic Romance Six-Pack)

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Taking a short intermission from bedding magicians.

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December 8, 2014

Review: J.S. Scott’s BILLIONAIRE UNDONE: THE BILLIONAIRE’S OBSESSION – TRAVIS (The Billionaire’s Obsession Series, Book #6)

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Pub. Date: May 11, 2014 Publisher: Golden Unicorn Enterprises Inc Sold By: Barnes & Noble Format: NOOK Book, 201pp Series: The Billionaire's Obsession File Size: 1.2 MB BN ID: 2940149525461

Pub. Date:
May 11, 2014
Publisher:
Golden Unicorn Enterprises Inc
Sold By:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book, 201pp
Series:
The Billionaire’s Obsession
File Size:
1.2 MB
BN ID:
2940149525461

 

After four years of working for “the billionaire boss from hell” Ally Caldwell thinks she finally has her life on the right track. Her fiancé is out of dental school, ready to go to work at a thriving practice, and it would finally be her turn to go back and finish her college degree. Unfortunately, her carefully planned future crumbles when she finds out that her fiancé, the man she’d nearly killed herself to help get through school, has been cheating on her. With her wedding looming in the near future, Ally’s blindsided, realizing she’d never even knew the man she’d been planning to marry. Suddenly, her carefully organized life is turned upside down, and not one single thing is turning out the way it was supposed to happen. Even her boss, Travis the Tyrant, is beginning to act differently, throwing Ally into an even more confused and chaotic state of mind. Travis, the one man who she’d always counted on to be a jerk, was now the guy who actually steps up to try and help her straighten her life out again. Unfortunately, she doesn’t much care for his highhanded arrogance or his methods of “helping.” Ally wants to hate Travis. It makes her life so much simpler to fight with him than to admit to the combustible chemistry growing between the two of them. But as she begins to see more and more of the real Travis beneath his dark façade, she can’t seem to resist the dangerous lure of their unlikely attraction. 

Billionaire Travis Harrison does everything he possibly can to repair the Harrison name after a scandal nearly destroyed his family years ago. He makes sure he keeps himself and his actions in check, his emotions buried under a thick layer of ice. Only his secretary and assistant, Alison Caldwell, makes him come close to losing his carefully constructed image. The obstinate female keeps shoving him closer and closer to the edge of sanity every single day. But when he finds out about her fiancé’s betrayal, his protective instincts roar to life inside him, making him want to ensure she’s never hurt again. The only problem is…Ally doesn’t want his help, and the infuriating woman does everything she can to push him away, even as the two of them are swept into an undeniable passion that neither of them can possibly ignore. Before long, Travis finds himself in ruthless pursuit of something much more important and elusive than just a business deal. 

Can these two very different, very stubborn people actually be meant to be together? Find out if Travis and Ally can let down their defenses and surrender to a love so powerful it will rock them to the depths of their souls in Billionaire Undone, Book Six of The Billionaire’s Obsession series. 

Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance

When and where did you buy this ebook? My Nook, $.99 daily ebook deal on 11-21-14

Did you finish it? Yes

What surprises did it hold–if any? For some reason, I thought there would be more conflict between Ally and her ex, but there wasn’t. Go figure. After reading Alison Kent’s THE COMPLETE IDIOT’S GUIDE TO WRITING EROTIC FICTION, I was starting to see some of the formulas she talked about. Especially in regards to sexual tension.  J.S. Scott did a bang-up job. Once Travis realized that Ally was free it was on like Donkey Kong!

What scenes will stay with you? All of them. The love scenes were fuckin on fire! The Sweet Hole was dripping so much, I had to change the panties!!

What characters will stay with you? Travis!! OMG, he’s been added to the Book Boyfriend List.

Have you read anything else by J.S. Scott? Fortunately, yes. See my reviews for two of her other books below. And I’ll also be reading the other books in this series.

CURVE BALL

MINE FOR TONIGHT

What will you do now with this ebook? Archive it – Lendable

Is it available today? Yes

What’s the verdict?

 

 

 

 

Peace, lurve, and wet panties,

Evolet

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