<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132</id><updated>2012-01-29T17:59:16.085-05:00</updated><category term='Ride &apos;em Hard'/><category term='Fearless Desires'/><category term='Treasure Hunt'/><category term='Womankind'/><category term='Weekend Dirty Dozen'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Winona Wilder'/><category term='Evernight Publishing'/><category term='Article'/><category term='Loving Tyler'/><category term='Cover Art'/><category term='Two Wolves are Better Than One'/><category term='Hardcore Cowboys'/><category term='Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><category term='m/m'/><category term='Saving Grace'/><category term='Blood Bond'/><category term='Blogger Award'/><category term='The Last Princess'/><category term='Freya&apos;s Mates'/><category term='Cowboy Domination'/><category term='Catch Me If You Can'/><category term='winners'/><category term='may/december'/><category term='The Good Student'/><category term='Hogtying the Cowgirl'/><category term='Beyond The Wall'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Guest Blogger'/><category term='&apos;Twas a Dark and Delicious Christmas'/><category term='Coming Out series'/><category term='Cowboy Drifter'/><category term='Fearless Love'/><category term='Pack Seduction'/><category term='preorder'/><category term='Kathleen Grieve'/><category term='paranormal romance'/><category term='Alpha Mate'/><category term='AW Blogroll'/><category term='Siren Publishing'/><category term='1'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Taming Jenna'/><category term='Marked For Pleasure'/><category term='Her Cowboy Triple Team'/><category term='Claiming Their Mate'/><category term='Choosing Love'/><category term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category term='Damaged Cowboys'/><category term='Trailer'/><category term='Corralling the City Girl'/><category term='Author Island'/><category term='Blog Hop'/><category term='New Release'/><category term='Release Party'/><category term='First Chapters'/><category term='Northern Shifters'/><title type='text'>Escape Into Romance...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-4577797244052458144</id><published>2012-01-29T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T12:17:22.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Cowboy Triple Team'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The contact was electric, reminding her just how ready she was. The men surrounded her, the heat from their bodies lulling her into submission. The scent of horses, musky cologne, and raw male essence teased her senses. This was her ultimate fantasy. She never expected a woman like her, with all her many flaws, could luck out with a drop-dead-gorgeous man. Kayla had three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-4577797244052458144?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/4577797244052458144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=4577797244052458144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4577797244052458144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4577797244052458144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-sentence-sunday.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggPk_cte520/TYIkG6KfTYI/AAAAAAAABLI/_iK0vwwWYS8/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-3427158932251054650</id><published>2012-01-23T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:24:31.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride &apos;em Hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Cowboy Triple Team'/><title type='text'>Release Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/her-cowboy-triple-team"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttbFCsX8yQg/Tx1spJtjLyI/AAAAAAAABsU/cj0TrkZD0po/s400/se-reh-tripleteam-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/her-cowboy-triple-team"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Rubenesque Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, bondage, spanking, sex toys]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla Roberts doesn't expect to land a man in her new town. She's  used to being rejected due to her extra pounds and plain looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant Garner visits the feedstore more than ever since the new girl  started working behind the counter. She's a real woman with depth of  character, not to mention all those luscious curves. He can see a future  with her, if only he can convince her she's worth his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Austin are the black sheep of the town since they decided to  switch to GE seed on their wheat farm. The only person who doesn't judge  them is the quiet and darkly alluring Kayla Roberts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can ranchers on the opposite side of the wheat war make peace for the sake of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADULT EXCERPT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla was floating—the cowboy bodies, hands, and mouths tossing her on the waves of ecstasy. After her first orgasm by Austin’s wicked mouth, they converged on her. She only opened her eyes periodically to get a glimpse of flesh and muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butt plug was carefully plucked from her rear. Her clit was still pounding from her last orgasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bring her to the edge of the bed,” said Austin. They shifted her. Their strong arms aided in lifting and adjusting her to their satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nice,” whispered Ben in her ear as he smoothed his hand over her ass from behind. The warm length of his body was pressed tight to her back. “Do you like being fucked up the ass, Kayla? Do you want my dick in here?” He lightly touched her tight rosette, a burst of sensation releasing on contact. She remembered the intensity of her orgasm when she was double-teamed. It was incomparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” she squealed, not wanting to wait a minute longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant was partially on the bed, one leg on, one off. His cock was fully erect, just like Austin’s, which waggled near her face. “Ready, baby doll? Ready to take all three of us? Once we do this, there’s no turning back. You’ll be stuck with the lot of us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved the sound of that. They promised roots, security, and the happily ever after she’d always sought. “God, yes!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant joined her on the edge of the bed, pulling her thigh over his hip. He entered her smoothly, his big dick filling her pussy, calming the fire. As soon as the first cock entered her pussy, the second forged in her ass. Ben didn’t waste any time. As his rigid cock joined Grant’s, she felt stuffed, complete. Together, Grant and Ben fought for space, gliding into her slick openings, filling her to the max. They were twisted, limbs overlapping, male bodies vying for space so they could force as much cock inside her as possible. Austin stroked her hair, something she remembered from when her mother was alive. She opened her eyes briefly to glance up into his dark eyes. They were hypnotic. He watched her with a mix of lust and love and glanced at the men working her body while stroking his erection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck, she’s amazing,” grunted Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She continued to look up at Austin, bracing for each powerful thrust into her ass, wanting it harder, faster. “Give it to me,” she demanded. Kayla wanted Austin’s cock in her mouth. Her need to suck during this time of sexual awakening was a necessity. He eagerly poised himself at her mouth. She opened for him, wrapping her lips around the hot, silky flesh of his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re perfect, Kayla. Never let anyone tell you you aren’t.” She wanted to say the same to him but couldn’t speak with her mouth full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt as though not an inch of her skin was untouched. Hands were on her breasts, in her hair, and she had a thick cock in every orifice. They pummeled her, fucking her into delirium. She didn’t think about her bouncing breasts or belly rolls, only the pleasure these men were determined to give her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh God!” she cried out as her body began to heat, burning and burning in need of release. Kayla immediately sought Austin’s cock again. The preorgasmic realm took over, washing through her body, bringing her to a higher plane of satisfaction than she thought possible. It was right there, on the cusp of release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Almost, almost…so close.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-3427158932251054650?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/3427158932251054650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=3427158932251054650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3427158932251054650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3427158932251054650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2012/01/release-day.html' title='Release Day!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttbFCsX8yQg/Tx1spJtjLyI/AAAAAAAABsU/cj0TrkZD0po/s72-c/se-reh-tripleteam-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-2192331378581400323</id><published>2012-01-11T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:20:48.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preorder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride &apos;em Hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Cowboy Triple Team'/><title type='text'>Her Cowboy Triple Team is on Pre-Order!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/her-cowboy-triple-team"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjEtMQCnO90/Tw3sK4BurfI/AAAAAAAABqQ/9el-6hxcrME/s400/se-reh-tripleteam-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/her-cowboy-triple-team"&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Rubenesque Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, bondage, spanking, sex toys]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kayla Roberts doesn't expect to land a man in her new town. She's  used to being rejected due to her extra pounds and plain looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grant Garner visits the feedstore more than ever since the new girl  started working behind the counter. She's a real woman with depth of  character, not to mention all those luscious curves. He can see a future  with her, if only he can convince her she's worth his attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ben and Austin are the black sheep of the town since they decided to  switch to GE seed on their wheat farm. The only person who doesn't judge  them is the quiet and darkly alluring Kayla Roberts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can ranchers on the opposite side of the wheat war make peace for the sake of love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ADULT Teaser Excerpt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“She’s good with &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; mouth,” said Grant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;His encouragement moved &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; to suck harder, deeper. She wanted to please him, give him the same pleasure he’d given &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;. The lighting was minimal, and all she could make out was Grant’s ripped abs, so close to &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; face. She could smell his musk, feel his heat. &lt;span class="il"&gt;Her&lt;/span&gt; own fire was burning between &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; legs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ben was merciless, not stopping or giving &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; a moment’s reprieve. If he continued, she’d burst into flames, and she really wanted to be fucked proper. Would they stop if she didn’t hold off? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Grant eventually slipped away, his cock still rigid. He stood beside the table and watched &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;, lightly stroking himself. By now &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; body was shaking, &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; legs weak as &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; orgasm surfaced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“I’m so close,” she said. She was entering that euphoric phase where all sensations were magnified and perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ben’s goatee and chinstrap were scraping &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; flesh raw as he tugged &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; clit in deep pulls with his thick lips. &lt;i&gt;One, two, three&lt;/i&gt;…and she came. Kayla let out a strangled moan, &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; hips rising up and &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; hands gripping the sides of the table as an anchor. She felt out of control, falling and spiraling as wave after wave crashed through &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ben rose to his feet, shrugged off his plaid shirt, and then tugged off his white undershirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;view=bsp&amp;amp;ver=ohhl4rw8mbn4#133f7d26859178d5__msocom_1" name="133f7d26859178d5__msoanchor_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. He was tattooed, the black scrollwork on each arm and his lower stomach reminding &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; of something dangerous and forbidding. Why did the ink have a direct link to &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; hunger? She’d never seen many tattoos up close and personal. Grant didn’t have any that she’d seen, and neither did &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; brother. Looking at Ben awakened new, primitive desires within &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;. She wanted to lick those patterns all the way down to his cock. Kayla also wanted to know why and how he’d gotten them. She imagined each work of art had a story, and it intrigued the artist in &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“You taste like honey, baby. I could live between your legs.” She could tell Ben meant every word, and it aroused &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; knowing she didn’t disgust him and that he would willingly bring &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; the same kind of pleasure again and again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“Well I’ve been here long before you showed up. I’m only a man,” said Grant. The poor guy was displaying herculean control under the circumstances. “I need some pussy.” He scooped &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; up into his strong arms and carried &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; to the only other room in the small apartment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Her&lt;/span&gt; bed was a twin. It was the same one she’d carted around the province since she was a teen. There was something essential about keeping familiar items with &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; journey. &lt;span class="il"&gt;Her&lt;/span&gt; bed promised comfort and security in a relatively capricious lifestyle. At least she could sleep in peace, but now &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; mattress would hold a new meaning—one of hot, passionate sex with two men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Grant lowered &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; down onto the soft bedding, so much better than the firm wood of the coffee table. No lights were turned on, only the very dim lighting from the partially opened door offering &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href=""&gt;shadowed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;view=bsp&amp;amp;ver=ohhl4rw8mbn4#133f7d26859178d5__msocom_2" name="133f7d26859178d5__msoanchor_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;images. “Please tell me you have lube, sweetheart.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;She did, but was embarrassed to admit it. What reason would a single woman have for keeping lube in &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; bedside table? Kayla rarely used it with &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; toys because they served &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; best when pressed to &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; clit for quick relief at night. But on occasion when she was particularly horny, she’d fuck herself with a lubed silicone phallus. The cold, lifeless toy was no substitute for the real thing, but she expected it was the best she’d ever get—until now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“I might,” she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Grant opened the little drawer beside &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; bed as if he’d been in &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; apartment a thousand times. “You’re not as innocent as you appear, are you, baby doll?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“It’s just hand cream.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ben chucked his pants and crawled up onto &lt;span class="il"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; bed, the mattress dipping, the springs protesting. He was a big boy. They both were. “Nothing to be ashamed of, baby. You know what you want, but you don’t need toys when you have the real thing. Anytime you feel hot and bothered, you give one of us a call.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-2192331378581400323?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/2192331378581400323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=2192331378581400323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2192331378581400323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2192331378581400323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2012/01/her-cowboy-triple-team-is-on-pre-order.html' title='Her Cowboy Triple Team is on Pre-Order!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjEtMQCnO90/Tw3sK4BurfI/AAAAAAAABqQ/9el-6hxcrME/s72-c/se-reh-tripleteam-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-3543651670647403135</id><published>2012-01-02T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:13:48.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogtying the Cowgirl'/><title type='text'>Hogtying the Cowgirl is Nominated Best Western/Cowboy Book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WESNrJXNqbo/TvzI-jh3LCI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HkXJmTi2E90/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WESNrJXNqbo/TvzI-jh3LCI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HkXJmTi2E90/s400/a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time coming, but we're finally going on a family vacation in February 2012. We'll be traveling to Cuba for one week and I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; Our nineteen year old son wasn't going to come along with the six of us, but told us that he'd come last night. I'm thrilled that all five of our kids will be with us. The next vacation will likely be me and DH sneaking off together alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH and me have been married for 19 years and have never been away together. Even our honeymoon was a local Holiday Inn and nothing spectacular. The only times we've been away from home was a short trip to Niagara Falls and our roughing-it camping trips. It will be cute to see our kid's reactions to being on a plane for the first time, swimming with dolphins, and the all-you-can-eat buffets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got all the kid's passports done, including mine. I've been around Canada and to the US, but the last time I flied, you didn't need a passport, just your birth certificate. Boy, have times changed in the last decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will likely bring my laptop to write at night so I don't get too behind on my deadlines. But I plan to fully enjoy my stay. I'll be uploading a ton of pics to my blog and FaceBook when I return. Be warned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uv0gP8hOox4/TvzLCPitFrI/AAAAAAAABoc/jc1nWE5_cBg/s1600/b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uv0gP8hOox4/TvzLCPitFrI/AAAAAAAABoc/jc1nWE5_cBg/s320/b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnngNgbYnPI/TvzLIbTughI/AAAAAAAABoo/YGAXvI4xprI/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnngNgbYnPI/TvzLIbTughI/AAAAAAAABoo/YGAXvI4xprI/s1600/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8178873806479455241?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8178873806479455241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8178873806479455241&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8178873806479455241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8178873806479455241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/vacation-countdown3-2-1.html' title='Vacation Countdown...3, 2, 1'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WESNrJXNqbo/TvzI-jh3LCI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HkXJmTi2E90/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-4565929429710104709</id><published>2011-12-28T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:56:35.769-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winners'/><title type='text'>Winners!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RQ0mTh-Rz0/Tvusmce3UFI/AAAAAAAABoE/cMmcn1abQRc/s320/url.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Winner of the Bath/Body Gift Basket is &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Stacey Siferd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Winner of the Earrings/Necklace Set is &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Tammy January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-4565929429710104709?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/4565929429710104709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=4565929429710104709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4565929429710104709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4565929429710104709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/winners.html' title='Winners!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RQ0mTh-Rz0/Tvusmce3UFI/AAAAAAAABoE/cMmcn1abQRc/s72-c/url.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1440094378598058944</id><published>2011-12-20T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T14:16:26.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Good Student'/><title type='text'>CONTEST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To celebrate the release of &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;THE GOOD STUDENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm having a little contest!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-good-student-by-stacey-espino/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-in6LfEeDEHo/TvDc1OhP4dI/AAAAAAAABnE/knyjUi5Qngg/s400/TGS_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-good-student-by-stacey-espino/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kaya's  tired of playing the good girl. All it got her was a broken heart and  nothing to show for it. When she transfers to a new university, she's  instantly attracted to her philosophy teacher. He's older, wiser, and  his position promises security and commitment. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Getting  the hard-bodied Mr. Taylor to notice her isn't so easy. He's determined  to keep professional and ignore all her attempts at flirting. But as  time passes Kaya realizes there is more between them than just intense  sexual chemistry. When her teacher finally takes a chance on her, all  bets are off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya and Hayden embark on a passionate love affair  that heals both their hearts and turns up the heat. When Hayden's  dominant side appears in the bedroom, Kaya can't get enough. Nothing  could be better—if only their love wasn't forbidden.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be Warned: anal sex, mild BDSM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTEST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzmTyt2MVFI/TvDdn-YZq0I/AAAAAAAABnM/8ZKTOj87Ce4/s400/photo.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Win this lovely necklace/earrings set AND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a $5.00 Evernight Gift Certificate!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Enter: Leave your name/email in the comment section along with your teacher-crush experience!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll pick the winner December 26th&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1440094378598058944?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1440094378598058944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1440094378598058944&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1440094378598058944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1440094378598058944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/contest.html' title='CONTEST!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-in6LfEeDEHo/TvDc1OhP4dI/AAAAAAAABnE/knyjUi5Qngg/s72-c/TGS_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-163650059339379896</id><published>2011-12-19T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:24:29.973-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Good Student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='may/december'/><title type='text'>Release Day! The Good Student is Now Available!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-good-student-by-stacey-espino/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3_CpwVW3b4/Tu9yxoDyRTI/AAAAAAAABm8/oZwWT85ouSc/s400/TGS_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-good-student-by-stacey-espino/"&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;May/December Erotic Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ProductDescriptionContainer"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kaya's  tired of playing the good girl. All it got her was a broken heart and  nothing to show for it. When she transfers to a new university, she's  instantly attracted to her philosophy teacher. He's older, wiser, and  his position promises security and commitment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Getting  the hard-bodied Mr. Taylor to notice her isn't so easy. He's determined  to keep professional and ignore all her attempts at flirting. But as  time passes Kaya realizes there is more between them than just intense  sexual chemistry. When her teacher finally takes a chance on her, all  bets are off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya and Hayden embark on a passionate love affair  that heals both their hearts and turns up the heat. When Hayden's  dominant side appears in the bedroom, Kaya can't get enough. Nothing  could be better—if only their love wasn't forbidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be Warned: anal sex, mild BDSM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adult Excerpt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;He  kicked open a door at the other end of the condo. This room was dark,  heavy curtains blocking out the city lights. Only the faint glow from  the living room allowed her to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;Hayden laid her on a king-sized bed with a lush satin comforter. It felt cool against her arms and legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;"Remember what I told you? About wanting to restrain you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;She  nodded. It would mean giving up all power, becoming vulnerable to this  one man. Did she trust him enough? If she had to choose one man besides  her father that she trusted over all others, it would be Mr. Taylor. He  was an honorable professor with a respectable character. The way he  spoke and looked at her made Kaya ready and willing to submit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;He  slipped the straps of her dress down her arms as slow as melting  chocolate. Then he worked the material down her curves until off  completely. She propped herself up on her elbows, feeling so exposed  with her breasts bare and only her thin lace undies covering her. It was  titillating. He looked hungry as he stared, his eyes raking over her  body. "Beautiful," he whispered. "I still can't believe you want to be  here with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;"Of  course I do." She reached her hand out to him, but he just winked and  opened a drawer in the low dresser against the wall. He pulled out a  pair of silver handcuffs and let them dangle on one finger for her  inspection. "Handcuffs?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;"All  the better to restrain you with." He was playing with her, reminding  her of how he behaved in class. But this was anything but innocent. He  raised his arms above his head to show her what to do. She complied.  When he crawled over her body, his broad shoulders and muscled frame  were a delicious temptation, but she held her arms straight up as he  wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;"I thought you liked me being your good girl."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;"Even  good girls need a little naughty in them." He hoisted her higher and  secured her wrists to the headboard slats. She tested her binds, but she  wasn't going anywhere until he wanted her to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;She watched his movements, wondering what he'd do next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;He  slipped off the bed and ran his fingers down the length of her body,  hooking his thumb in the string of her panties. When he inched the  material off, leaving her nude, she held her legs tightly together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;"You'll have to learn not to be shy with me, Kaya. I'll never hurt you. I only want to make you feel good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;She tried to loosen her muscles, relaxing her thighs, but it was difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;He  braced one knee on the bed, spreading her legs wide. It was the oddest  feeling to not be able to move or pull away. She was bound and had to  endure whatever he decided to subject her to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"What's  good for the goose and all that, right? I'm trying not to be too  selfish." He bent down, his head lowering towards her pussy. She felt  his hot breath against her moist, sensitive folds. She instinctively  bucked up, but quickly lowered her hips. This would be another new  experience for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-163650059339379896?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/163650059339379896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=163650059339379896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/163650059339379896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/163650059339379896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/release-day-good-student-is-now.html' title='Release Day! 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When he stumbles across wolf shifter  territory, the young fox is forced into hiding. The wolves prowling the  forest would want nothing better than to exterminate him and his family.  His entire life is a struggle, being the lowest regarded race amongst  shifters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Jacob is a proud member of the Marcelle Wolf Pack. Their main goal is  to protect and expand their rule over the forests. No mercy. No  weakness. When he discovers the sexy blond he fell for at the local bar  is actually a fox, his world tilts off its axis. Nathan brings out his  protective instincts, and for once he can see a future beyond his duty  to the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jacob's alpha condemns their mixed race mating, forcing them apart. Will Jacob choose love or loyalty to his pack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adult Excerpt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“Good thing I came out with you,” he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Nathan  leaned back against the brick wall. Jacob faced him with one arm braced  at the side of his head. The subtle glow from the moon reflected in his  light eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“It’s pretty pathetic when a male needs another one to safely escort him across a fucking parking lot.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“Personally,  I find it adorable. It’s also perfectly acceptable if I’m courting  you.” He trailed a finger along Nathan’s sculpted jawline. The man was  gorgeous, a dirty-blond Adonis. “There’s nothing wrong with one man  caring for another. I know I’m attracted to your vulnerable side as much  as your strength.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“Vulnerable isn’t a positive thing. Not in our world.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“Let  me take care of you, Nathan. Give me a chance.” He dropped his head to  his neckline, inhaling deeply. The man even smelled perfect, as if he’d  been made for him. Was this fate at work? Was this stranger dropped into  his life for a reason? He shouldn’t be making promises he couldn’t  keep, but his mouth wouldn’t shut up. Jacob wanted to claim Nathan, mark  him, make him his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He  received no verbal response, but Nathan’s heartbeat began to increase,  his breathing heavier. The mix of the moon overhead, the alcohol, and  raw sex appeal between them created an intimate bubble of time and  space. When Nathan’s hand reached up and gently tested the muscles of  his pec, his cock began to thicken. It took just that one move, that  small confirmation that he wasn’t out of place with his advance for him  to take things further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“I  haven’t been with a man in over a year,” he confessed. Jacob hoped the  truth would shed some light on the level of his desperation and his  slipping self-control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“It’s been longer for me. A lot longer.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He  dared to take another step by brushing his lips over Nathan’s. He  savored the connection, the texture of his lips, and the feeling of  coming home. They kissed—deeply, passionately. “I could eat you alive,”  he murmured against his mouth. He couldn’t stop partaking, tasting,  exploring with his tongue. Nathan never pulled back, but kissed him back  with equal fervor as if they’d been waiting a lifetime for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“You’re a big, bad wolf. Should that scare me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“I’d  never hurt you, baby. I just wanna eat your cock.” Saying the words out  loud was Jacob’s moment of no return. He had to have the man, to taste  him, fuck him, anything to bring them closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“It was a turn-on when you stood up for me like you did,” Nathan confessed. “No one’s ever done that for me before.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“If  you were mine, I’d kill for you. You’d never have to worry about the  bogeyman again.” He began to unbutton Nathan’s jeans, finding no  resistance. When he’d unfastened him completely, he crouched down in  front of his legs and freed his cock. The other shifter was fully erect  and well-endowed for his body size. The skin on his penis was darker  than the rest of him, and the thatch of dark brown hair at his groin was  nearly concealed by all the shadows. He took a tentative lick of the  broad cock head. Nathan shuddered, his whole body going weak for a  moment until he steadied himself. Jacob braced the man’s body with his  hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“You okay, baby?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Nathan nodded rapidly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“Hold  my shoulders,” Jacob instructed before opening his mouth to take in the  beautiful length of cock. His flesh was warm and silky against his  tongue. It had been so long since he could enjoy another man, to  participate in these illicit acts. Everything was about duty,  protection, as if they were living robots with one mission and no need  for emotion or pleasure. But Jacob had more locked up in him than  responsibility for his pack. He had needs, dreams, desires, and  ambitions. This young shifter brought all those dormant feelings to the  surface, made him yearn for what was denied to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“You  have no idea how good that feels.” Nathan began to work his hips,  slowly thrusting into Jacob’s eager mouth. He sucked him hard, working  his length with his tongue. The darkness of night, the cool northerly  breeze, the potential for being spotted—it all added to the eroticism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: 16pt; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He  began to build up a rhythm, fucking Nathan’s cock with his mouth,  taking him down his throat in smooth, steady strokes. The deep guttural  sounds his lover made spurred him to take more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8646541157001569254?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8646541157001569254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8646541157001569254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8646541157001569254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8646541157001569254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/alpha-mate-northern-shifters-1-is-now.html' title='Alpha Mate (Northern Shifters, 1) is Now Available!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-VS6EZZpGU/TuoxFdhUBJI/AAAAAAAABmA/XTmewAt7vkg/s72-c/ecm-ww-ns-alphamate-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-869933895290252675</id><published>2011-12-12T11:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:21:16.154-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathleen Grieve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Hop'/><title type='text'>Kathleen Grieve's Birthday Bash  Blog Hop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lprDVcZ1zpc/TuYouqXLDgI/AAAAAAAABl4/Ui32qVtswNk/s1600/images3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lprDVcZ1zpc/TuYouqXLDgI/AAAAAAAABl4/Ui32qVtswNk/s400/images3.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-869933895290252675?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/869933895290252675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=869933895290252675&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/869933895290252675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/869933895290252675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/kathleen-grieves-birthdaybash-blog-hop.html' title='Kathleen Grieve&apos;s Birthday Bash  Blog Hop!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v-ckdt0Q6LY/TuYmtLfQ7YI/AAAAAAAABlg/mY920WYDGSM/s72-c/kat05_bloghop_bd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-6748828937402750818</id><published>2011-12-02T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:49:41.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Dirty Dozen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Cowboy Triple Team'/><title type='text'>Weekend Dirty Dozen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIMG3OoYMV8/TtjyhaFTvyI/AAAAAAAABlY/jD54FTraCaI/s1600/6a01053648ae5c970b01157153a0f9970c-320wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here is a tease from my 2012 release of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HER COWBOY TRIPLE TEAM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Ride 'em Hard, 4) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He preferred a real woman with succulent curves to get lost in. She had it all—full breasts, round hips, and curvy ass. Grant could lose himself in a body like hers. He had no doubt she’d be able to handle a hard fucking, just the way he liked it. &lt;br /&gt;“You’re killing me,” she cried. She held fistfuls of his hair, pulling when he hit an exceptionally sensitive spot. &lt;br /&gt;“I promise you’ll live. Soon you’ll be begging me for more.” &lt;br /&gt;He’d tend to believe she’d never had her cunt sucked before, but that seemed impossible. What man wouldn’t want to feast on such a fine woman? He could live between her legs if she’d let him. But she acted like an inexperienced lover, not realizing that she had to pass that intense stimulation before she reached the gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Copyright 2011 Stacey Espino&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other books already available in the Ride 'em Hard series:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1675327445"&gt;Hardcore Cowboys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1675327445"&gt;Corralling the City Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;Hogtying the Cowgirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weekenddirtydozen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Read more Weekend Dirty Dozen from other authors!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-6748828937402750818?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/6748828937402750818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=6748828937402750818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6748828937402750818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6748828937402750818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend-dirty-dozen.html' title='Weekend Dirty Dozen!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIMG3OoYMV8/TtjyhaFTvyI/AAAAAAAABlY/jD54FTraCaI/s72-c/6a01053648ae5c970b01157153a0f9970c-320wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-9133580507100843300</id><published>2011-12-01T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T16:47:05.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winona Wilder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m/m'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alpha Mate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Northern Shifters'/><title type='text'>Now on Pre-Order: Alpha Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My latest Winona Wilder book, ALPHA MATE (Northern Shifters, 1) is now on Pre-Order!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/alpha-mate"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdEQVFIxFNw/Ttf1MRZ2aWI/AAAAAAAABk8/1iwViK-04wI/s400/ecm-ww-ns-alphamate-full.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/alpha-mate"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nathan is forced to flee to the northern forests to escape the urban  development. When he stumbles across wolf shifter territory, the young  fox is forced into hiding. The wolves prowling the forest would want  nothing better than to exterminate him and his family. His entire life  is a struggle, being the lowest regarded race amongst shifters.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jacob is a proud member of the Marcelle Wolf Pack. Their main goal is  to protect and expand their rule over the forests. No mercy. No  weakness. When he discovers the sexy blond he fell for at the local bar  is actually a fox, his world tilts off its axis. Nathan brings out his  protective instincts, and for once he can see a future beyond his duty  to the pack.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But Jacob's alpha condemns their mixed race mating, forcing them apart. Will Jacob choose love or loyalty to his pack?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-9133580507100843300?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/9133580507100843300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=9133580507100843300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/9133580507100843300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/9133580507100843300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/12/now-on-pre-order-alpha-mate.html' title='Now on Pre-Order: Alpha Mate'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FdEQVFIxFNw/Ttf1MRZ2aWI/AAAAAAAABk8/1iwViK-04wI/s72-c/ecm-ww-ns-alphamate-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7161778541181289379</id><published>2011-11-28T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:03:39.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogtying the Cowgirl'/><title type='text'>New Release: Hogtying the Cowgirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hogtying-the-cowgirl"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zy3BRJHxH-g/TtOhzFsKKbI/AAAAAAAABkc/TVCc_XllMc8/s400/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hogtying-the-cowgirl"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This title is offered at a 15% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, December 5th.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, light BDSM, spanking, sex toys]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Garner is a young, spoiled cowgirl used to getting her own way. When Clay Roberts wins the stallion she covets at an auction, she's determined to make him sell the horse back. The only problem is the cowboy has no plans of humoring her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon Wilder has had a crush on his friend's sister since before he can remember. He tries to help her get back her horse, but soon learns a trick or two from the man she claims to hate. Their sexual games soon inspire real emotion, complicating their ménage a trois. For them to have a lasting future together, it'll take two determined cowboys to properly break the stubborn, blonde filly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7161778541181289379?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7161778541181289379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7161778541181289379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7161778541181289379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7161778541181289379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-release-hogtying-cowgirl.html' title='New Release: Hogtying the Cowgirl'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zy3BRJHxH-g/TtOhzFsKKbI/AAAAAAAABkc/TVCc_XllMc8/s72-c/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-2464818979655474401</id><published>2011-11-16T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T15:56:34.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogtying the Cowgirl'/><title type='text'>Hogtying the Cowgirl is on Pre-Order!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hogtying-the-cowgirl"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3YkfGhVw-M/TsLEAjCnFOI/AAAAAAAABjM/xmoa5IpOxqo/s400/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hogtying-the-cowgirl" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, light BDSM, spanking, sex toys]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Angel Garner is a young, spoiled cowgirl used to getting her own way.  When Clay Roberts wins the stallion she covets at an auction, she's  determined to make him sell the horse back. The only problem is the  cowboy has no plans on humoring her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Landon Wilder has had a crush on his friend's sister since before he  can remember. He tries to help her get back her horse, but soon learns a  trick or two from the man she claims to hate. Their sexual games soon  inspire real emotion, complicating their ménage a trois. For them to  have a lasting future together, it'll take two determined cowboys to  properly break the stubborn, blonde filly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Teaser Excerpt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you both care about me so much, you should consider my needs.”&lt;br /&gt;“What needs, baby-doll. Name it and it’s yours,” said Clay. &lt;br /&gt;She bit her lower lip, letting it slowly slide out of her bite. “My body’s all hot and tingly. You can’t expect me to have two gorgeous cowboys in the room and not get aroused.”&lt;br /&gt;Landon smirked. “You think I’m gorgeous?”&lt;br /&gt;She swatted him. He’d always be her best friend, but now she’d have the best of both worlds. “Clay’s been torturing me, walking around half naked, doing push-ups by the fire while all I can do is watch.”&lt;br /&gt;Clay found amusement in her words now, too. He sat on the coffee table close to the sofa. “I was afraid to hurt you. That wasn’t a little fall.” He leaned forward and ran the pad of this thumb over her moist lips. “Tell me what you want.” Angel closed her eyes and savored his touch. &lt;br /&gt;“I want you both to make love to me, to stop treating me like an invalid.”&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve got a broken wrist,” said Landon. “We could hurt you.”&lt;br /&gt;She would not lose this battle. Their reluctance to hop in the sack with her only made her pussy pulse stronger. Big, strong cowboys with raging libidos refusing her because they loved her more than satisfying their urges?  It was unheard of. But she wanted them all the more because of it. “Don’t you dare refuse me, Landon. You’ve been gone for over a week without a word.”&lt;br /&gt;“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt if I ate your pussy. You could just lay still with your legs open.”&lt;br /&gt;Her folds were soaked, her skin crawling with need. “Yes,” she managed to say. It was a start, and she knew they wouldn’t deny her once things began heating up. &lt;br /&gt;“I just washed her myself,” said Clay. “Her little pussy is sparkling clean.”&lt;br /&gt;“No matter, I’d eat her anyways.” Landon got to his feet and shrugged off his padded jacket, and then pulled the quilt off her body. She was only wearing her panties and one of Clay’s old T-shirts. “Good Lord, look at the size of that bruise!”&lt;br /&gt;Her hip and upper leg was nearly black, but in honestly looked worse than it felt. She’d taken the brunt of the fall on her side, but it was her wrist that broke. “I’m fine.” Angel parted her legs to pull his attention to her swollen cunt. Her panties were nearly soaked through from arousal. &lt;br /&gt;Landon carefully slipped her panties down her legs and pushed her T-shirt up past her breasts. He growled as his eyes roamed over her nudity. She turned to look at Clay. He was already unbuckling his belt, watching intently. &lt;br /&gt;“What happens if her blood pressure rises too high,” asked Landon as he caressed her inner thighs. &lt;br /&gt;Clay shrugged. “Guess we’ll find out.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a mild fracture in my wrist. It has nothing to do with my pussy.” She reached between her legs and touched her clit. Just the contact made her gasp. What would Landon’s warm tongue feel like? She was afire with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;“Give her a lick and see what happens.” Clay massaged behind his neck, all those toned muscles moving and shifting deliciously. &lt;br /&gt;Landon didn’t disagree. He spread her thighs tenderly and lowered his blond head between her legs. He did just as Clay suggested—one long, firm swipe of his flattened touch up the length of her folds. “How’s that?” he asked. &lt;br /&gt;“More.” She’d gotten a taste and was desperate to come, to feel that blinding rush of power explode from within her. Angel was too damn pent up, and it was getting uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;“Yes, ma’am.” Landon stripped off his shirt and settled in comfortably. His skin against hers sizzled. She felt his hot breath first. When his mouth lowered over her clit, so warm and moist, she felt a calming effect flood her veins. She sunk into the sofa cushions and closed her eyes. This was heaven, and exactly what she’d been missing. &lt;br /&gt;He was so skilled with his tongue, using just the right about of speed and pressure to bring her quickly to a peak without making her feel too overwhelmed. She savored his suckling, the way his tongue delved in her cunt, and teeth gently nipped her labia. With all her needs put on hold, she came to a precipice within minutes, the rush of energy travelling at lightning speed through her body until all that heat collected in her pussy. “Landon! Oh my God,” she chanted. It was there on the cusp. She wanted to jump over the edge as much as she wanted to savor the ecstasy of that preorgasmic  zone. &lt;br /&gt;He didn’t give her a choice. Landon picked up the speed, and it only took a few more tugs from his lips to pull her orgasm free. She called out, a deep throaty sound. He continued to clamp his mouth over her as she rode out her contractions. Her hips were off the sofa, his arms curled around her thighs. When the rush settled, she grabbed a lock of Landon’s hair and pulled up. “No more,” she panted. &lt;br /&gt;“You’re still alive,” said Clay. “Now we know you won’t break.” His words were a mix of warning and teasing. What plans was he hatching behind those dark, wicked eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ride 'em Hard series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book 1: &lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hardcore-cowboys"&gt;Hardcore Cowboys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book 2: &lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/corralling-the-city-girl"&gt;Corralling the City Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book 3: &lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hogtying-the-cowgirl"&gt;Hogtying the Cowgirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book 4: Her Cowboy Triple Team (Coming Soon)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book 5:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;(Coming Soon)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-2464818979655474401?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/2464818979655474401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=2464818979655474401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2464818979655474401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2464818979655474401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/11/hogtying-cowgirl-is-on-pre-order.html' title='Hogtying the Cowgirl is on Pre-Order!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3YkfGhVw-M/TsLEAjCnFOI/AAAAAAAABjM/xmoa5IpOxqo/s72-c/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1361136915747808670</id><published>2011-11-11T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T10:47:18.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Dirty Dozen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogtying the Cowgirl'/><title type='text'>Weekend Dirty Dozen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hogtying-the-cowgirl"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZnAbMLgbxI/Tr0_5BDZAQI/AAAAAAAABiY/--41OPgo1rc/s400/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMING November 28th to Siren Publishing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Pre-Order Early Next Week!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;   &lt;w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/&gt;   &lt;w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt; 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You can complain all you want, but there's no denying you want me to continue. I’m going to start by teaching you that it’s wrong to demand something that ain’t yours. And, yes, I’m talking about that fine stallion. I won the auction fair and square, little girl, so you have no business being resentful towards me.” His hand lifted away, leaving her exposed to the cool note in the air. Then the strike came without warning. &lt;i&gt;Smack. &lt;/i&gt;The fleshy sound was solid and filled the interior of the aging barn. A few pigeons pecking at the entrance scattered in a flurry of flapping wings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“How dare you!” she shrieked. He repeated the motion&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_878819865"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weekenddirtydozen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Read More Weekend Dirty Dozen HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1361136915747808670?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1361136915747808670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1361136915747808670&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1361136915747808670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1361136915747808670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/11/weekend-dirty-dozen.html' title='Weekend Dirty Dozen!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZnAbMLgbxI/Tr0_5BDZAQI/AAAAAAAABiY/--41OPgo1rc/s72-c/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7200352617839898882</id><published>2011-11-04T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:37:25.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride &apos;em Hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cover Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogtying the Cowgirl'/><title type='text'>Cover Art!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Angel is the woman readers loved to hate in Ride 'em Hard, 1. If you think she looks a bit bitchy on her cover, that's because she is. Can she get redemption with two hot cowboys that are unwilling to put up with her attitude?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2clBtmiyKk/TrRoEkXaUgI/AAAAAAAABgk/wSPDztrpPrw/s400/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;COMING NOVEMBER 28th to SIREN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;[Western Menage a Trois Romance, BDSM]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Angel Garner is a young, spoiled cowgirl used to getting her own way. When Clay Roberts wins the stallion she covets at auction, she's determined to make him sell the horse back. The only problem is the cowboy has no plans on humoring her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Landon Wilder has had a crush on his friends' sister since before he can remember. He tries to help her get back her horse, but soon learns a trick or two from the man she claims to hate. Their sexual games soon inspire real emotion, complicating their ménage a trois.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For them to have a lasting future together, it'll take two determined cowboys to properly break the stubborn, blonde filly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7200352617839898882?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7200352617839898882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7200352617839898882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7200352617839898882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7200352617839898882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/11/cover-art.html' title='Cover Art!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2clBtmiyKk/TrRoEkXaUgI/AAAAAAAABgk/wSPDztrpPrw/s72-c/se-rh-hogtying-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-4971340784600257249</id><published>2011-11-03T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:44:37.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp8t62cryBk/TrKKkDtZf6I/AAAAAAAABf0/SoHpoflCQRo/s1600/se-fd-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp8t62cryBk/TrKKkDtZf6I/AAAAAAAABf0/SoHpoflCQRo/s320/se-fd-full.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a busy year so far.&amp;nbsp; My very first published book, &lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/fearless-desires" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Fearless Desires&lt;/a&gt;, has been out for over a year. I started my dream writing career last year and I have over twenty books released and many more on the way. I'm doing what I love, so I can't go wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for Nano with year and I'm chugging along. I hope to have book #5 in my Ride 'em Hard series submitted mid-month. It's my first older heroine novel, and I'm really enjoying writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some new releases out, &lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/corralling-the-city-girl" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Corralling the City Girl (Ride 'em Hard, 2)&lt;/a&gt;, which just loaded onto &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Corralling-Siren-Publishing-Menage-ebook/dp/B0062N37FE/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320323405&amp;amp;sr=1-2" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; last night as well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/loving-tyler" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Loving Tyler&lt;/a&gt;, by my Siren Exclusive m/m penname, Winona Wilder. I really love the opposites attract theme of the book. I really connected with the characters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a vampire menage release on Halloween, &lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/marked-for-pleasure" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Marked For Pleasure&lt;/a&gt;. It's a quick, sexy romp, and something new for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5-M2t43FMs/TrKKuEzVsuI/AAAAAAAABf8/asnb4ChwbGE/s1600/FM_MD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5-M2t43FMs/TrKKuEzVsuI/AAAAAAAABf8/asnb4ChwbGE/s320/FM_MD.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My book &lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Freya%27s-Mates-by-Stacey-Espino.html" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Freya's Mates (Pack Seduction, 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; is up for Best Shifter Short of the Year at Author's After Dark (ADD) which is super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting up a &lt;b&gt;newsletter&lt;/b&gt; soon, so if you want book related updates, contests, and releases--sign up! It's on the side bar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Coming Soon:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hogtying the Cowgirl (Ride 'em Hard, 3)&lt;/b&gt; is Angel's story. It's coming &lt;u style="color: cyan;"&gt;November 28th&lt;/u&gt; and should be on pre-order soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alpha Mate (Northern Shifters, 1)&lt;/b&gt; by Winona Wilder will be available &lt;u style="color: cyan;"&gt;December 12th&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siren just contracted&lt;b&gt; Her Cowboy Triple Team (Ride 'em Hard, 4) &lt;/b&gt;and that will be out in a couple months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9SAggL13UE/TrKLC0oaaNI/AAAAAAAABgE/BBpcpuNWEaY/s1600/mem-ww-co-tyler-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9SAggL13UE/TrKLC0oaaNI/AAAAAAAABgE/BBpcpuNWEaY/s320/mem-ww-co-tyler-full.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you'd like a bookmark or magnet, email me at &lt;b&gt;staceyespino@gmail.com&lt;/b&gt; and I'll pop them in the mail for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also welcome reader mail. If there's a book you'd like to see written, a specific series or character you'd like to see more of, send me an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to check out the multi-author blogs I write for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.menageromance.blogspot.com/"&gt;When One Is Not Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_903831506"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildandwickedcowboys.wordpress.com/"&gt;Wild and Wicked Cowboys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-4971340784600257249?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/4971340784600257249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=4971340784600257249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4971340784600257249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4971340784600257249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-updates.html' title='Fall Updates'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp8t62cryBk/TrKKkDtZf6I/AAAAAAAABf0/SoHpoflCQRo/s72-c/se-fd-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-587494706946686655</id><published>2011-10-31T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:11:34.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marked For Pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween &amp; Release Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/marked-for-pleasure"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SjEUmdlyq0g/Tq7IHEfus2I/AAAAAAAABfs/O-S_DqimDgM/s400/se-bb-marked-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/marked-for-pleasure" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, BDSM, flogging, spanking, sex toys]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frances, Joseph, and Christian are vampires living seamlessly in  human society. Although they're drawn to the girl down the street,  mating with a human is forbidden. Frances finally dares to visit Heidi  at night, entering her fantasies.  When his brothers find out, they all  want to get in on the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi's always had a crush on the three DeVille brothers, but they  never acknowledge she exists.  When they hire her to sell their mansion  at the end of the street, she wonders if they've actually noticed her  all these years. Once they begin to dote over her, pulling her into  their erotic web, she's ready and willing to submit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-587494706946686655?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/587494706946686655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=587494706946686655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/587494706946686655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/587494706946686655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween-release-day.html' title='Happy Halloween &amp; Release Day!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SjEUmdlyq0g/Tq7IHEfus2I/AAAAAAAABfs/O-S_DqimDgM/s72-c/se-bb-marked-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-763173081512464811</id><published>2011-10-28T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:40:20.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Dirty Dozen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corralling the City Girl'/><title type='text'>Weekend Dirty Dozen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1447677661"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-coQmXFczvbI/Tqq886aicpI/AAAAAAAABfk/9xA5FBrw6aM/s400/se-reh-corralling-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1447677662"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You gonna use your safe word already, baby doll? The fun hasn’t even started.” Dawson stepped closer and grabbed her wrist, bringing her hand to his cock. She wrapped her hand around his girth. Her irritation vanished. Jane leaned into Dawson, their dripping, bare flesh rubbing together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not as delicate as you might think, cowboy.” She dropped down to her knees, mud from the earth splashing up on her thighs. Brad watched in rapt awe as she wrapped a fist around the base of his cock and brought it to her lips. She sucked greedily, her cheeks hollowing each time she pulled back. He wanted to feel her mouth around him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad’s trepidation and hesitation about sharing Jane seemed to slip away with the rain drops running down his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read More Dirty Dozen from other authors &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://weekenddirtydozen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-763173081512464811?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/763173081512464811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=763173081512464811&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/763173081512464811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/763173081512464811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-dirty-dozen.html' title='Weekend Dirty Dozen!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-coQmXFczvbI/Tqq886aicpI/AAAAAAAABfk/9xA5FBrw6aM/s72-c/se-reh-corralling-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-9209549912883844019</id><published>2011-10-28T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:23:33.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Princess'/><title type='text'>New Review for The Last Princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNrUAhGUWJk/Tqq6heHg51I/AAAAAAAABfc/fZdK--oZFVo/s400/TLP_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/"&gt;Buy From Evernight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Last Princess by Stacey Espino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Publisher: Evernight Publishing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre: Contemporary, Paranormal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Length: Short Story (75 pgs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other: M/F, M/F/M/M, Ménage, Anal Play &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating: 4 Cherries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reviewed by Xeranthemum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pack Seduction, 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delia is the last princess. Since her sisters have chosen mates, it's up to her to continue to wage war against the royal family. She recruits the help of Caleb, a fox shifter, to help find her way to the home she escaped from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A childhood friend is now guarding the palace, and the male she's betrothed to is determined to have her. She's in for the fight of her life if she's to remain unmated and change the old customs passed down to every generation. Will Delia become a martyr for her cause, or give in to the love of three determined shifters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cute story and a wonderful conclusion to a short series that has been continuously steamy, entertaining and very sexy. The Last Princess did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, there’s a lot of loving to go around. But much has to happen first before it’s realized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delia is the last unmated princess and she has an almost militaristic bent in proving to her mother, the queen, just how wrong she was to force her daughters into loveless marriages. Delia is the most focused, lethal and lonely woman of all the sisters. She’s convinced that not only will she not find love, she doesn’t deserve it. That is the kind of character that touches a romantic’s bleeding heart. No one should consider themselves unlovable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Caleb, the first of her beaus. What I liked about their first meeting is her denial of their attraction. He’s fox, she’s wolf, so no way could that ever work out. They say opposites attract and Ms. Espino illustrated that beautifully by having Caleb and Delia fall in love. Of course it wasn’t easy or without pitfalls and challenges. That’s why it was so precious and why I liked them together so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next delightful wrinkle came from more emotional landmines in the forms of Alexander, the patient, and Ulric, the hopeless romantic. Two men who want Delia for vastly different reasons and both with no hope of achieving them; again a perfect conflict with great emotional hooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander has been waiting for Delia for five long years as he’s watched the prime of his life slipping away. Ulric suffered from unrequited love and knew he would never stand a chance at Delia, but to protect her was worth any price. I simply found these two men equally worthy of my tender emotions and I wanted them to be happy but I figured out early on that Delia was going to go down fighting. She was not going to marry anyone for any reason. It’s that kind of challenge fate and a determined author can’t resist and I enjoyed a feast of the senses as Ms. Espino wove her magic and proved Delia wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Princess is saucy, exciting, witty and sensual. It’s hot, and for a short story, very well balanced. My absolute favorite thing besides the wild and wooly fun when all four of them mate, is the final chapter. It was so wonderful to see a complete happy ever after that not only tied up loose ends but made me feel tingly all over. For anyone who’s been reading this series, it’s a great wrap up and I expect they’re going to love it like I did. For a first time reader, it can stand alone but beware, there’s a strong chance it’s going to instill a furious curiosity to read about Delia’s other two sisters. This series is too much fun – don’t miss a single one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-9209549912883844019?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/9209549912883844019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=9209549912883844019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/9209549912883844019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/9209549912883844019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-review-for-last-princess.html' title='New Review for The Last Princess!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNrUAhGUWJk/Tqq6heHg51I/AAAAAAAABfc/fZdK--oZFVo/s72-c/TLP_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5591797504719445979</id><published>2011-10-20T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:40:04.721-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marked For Pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood Bond'/><title type='text'>New Release on Pre-Order!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;A New Vampire Menage&amp;nbsp;Coming on Halloween—October 31st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/marked-for-pleasure"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6yK76OOWyY/TqDMbokQHzI/AAAAAAAABeY/O-OZefeg7rM/s400/se-bb-marked-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/marked-for-pleasure"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;PRE-ORDER HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, BDSM, flogging, spanking, sex toys]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis, Joseph, and Christian are vampires living seamlessly in human society. Although they're drawn to the girl down the street, mating with a human is forbidden. Frances finally dares to visit Heidi at night, entering her fantasies. When his brothers find out, they all want to get in on the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi's always had a crush on the three DeVille brothers, but they never acknowledge she exists. When they hire her to sell their mansion at the end of the street, she wonders if they've actually noticed her all these years. Once they begin to dote over her, pulling her into their erotic web, she's ready and willing to submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Siren Erotic Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ADULT EXCERPT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Enough.” Francis’s deep voice rang through the lust-filled room. Joseph pulled free of her mouth, and she turned to face the end of the bed. “It’s time, my sweet, little lamb. Are you ready?” Francis climbed up the bed with the grace of a panther, dark shadows giving him a sinister edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t make me forget again,” she said, afraid it would all seem as a dream when she woke up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis shook his head. “I want you to remember this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please,” she begged. “I need you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tips of those super sharp incisors peeked out from under his thick lips. They fascinated her—his differences, strengths, fueling her desire. She felt the head of his cock between her moist folds. She’d never been so wet, so achy. He exhaled after he pushed an inch inside her. “You’re tight. Very tight.” Francis sounded like a man on the edge. This was exactly what she’d wanted, to see him lose control, become lost to their lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“More.” The more he pushed in, the snugger the butt plug felt in her ass. She was being filled to the max, stuffed full of cock and silicone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I may break a slight thing like you. You’re only human.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human or not, she knew her body could take every inch of his cock. Heidi had survived his flogging, so she could survive being fucked by him. “If I’m really meant for you, then we must be well suited.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tucked his arm under her shoulders and held her close. With his free hand, he drove the remaining inches into her tight pussy. She moaned from the mix of pain, fullness, and undiluted satisfaction. Once fully seated, he rested, his weight bearing down on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh gods, you feel good hugging my cock.” He kissed her lips, slowly, sensually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the kiss deepened, she was pricked by his needle-sharp fangs, just as she had with Christian. The pooling of blood in her mouth seemed to spur him on. Their mouths blended into one as they explored each other. Without pulling away, Francis rose up slightly and began to thrust in and out of her cunt. The friction drove her mad. Her inner walls were so hyperaware and sensitive to this intrusion. He’d taken her dreaded virginity, made her feel like a woman for the first time. She bonded to him, wrapping her legs tight around his narrow hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis fucked her now, hard and rhythmically. The mattress shook, and she grabbed handfuls of his blanket in her fists to anchor herself to the bed. Every thrust hit a thousand pleasure centers. When she began to see sparks in her vision, Francis shifted her to her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph’s deep voice was behind her, right at her ear. “Get ready for more, Heidi. I’ve never been so hard. It’s time we finish what we started earlier.” He plucked the butt plug from her ass and tossed it. She immediately noticed the emptiness and craved the fullness of being double fucked. He aimed his cock at her nether hole as Francis held her thigh over his hip to aid him. She held her breath, knowing his hard flesh would be different than the small toy. “Shhh. I’ll ease in nice and slow. Tell me if it hurts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These weren’t savages. They were thoughtful, giving lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thrust up, sliding against Francis’s cock. Both men groaned as they shared, squeezing into her petite body. She gasped, nearly gagged as the full length of his erection filled her. The rough scrape of his pubic hair on her ass and Francis’s against her mound proved just how sandwiched she was. How deep both cocks fucked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How does that feel, little one?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tight…Full.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not full enough,” said Christian. He knelt at the head of the bed and offered his glistening erection for her perusal. He smirked, making her mouth water. He was so adorably fuckable. She beckoned him with her tongue and swallowed as much of him as she could. The connection was complete. All four of them on the bed together, each man taking her from a new angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis and Joseph began to move, working together to scissor in and out of her body. The dual thrusts, the sweat-glistened bodies, and muscle upon muscle surrounding her began her ascent. Heat pricked in her toes, climbing up her limbs and pooling in her pussy. Her uterus spasmed erratically, signaling she was getting close to orgasm. Christian pulled away when things got too wild, pumping his cock in his hand as he watched the display in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I need to taste you,” Francis muttered, lost in the sex act. His hand gripped her hip so tight, she swore she’d have bruises over her lashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then bite me, vampire.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-5591797504719445979?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/5591797504719445979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=5591797504719445979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5591797504719445979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5591797504719445979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-release-on-pre-order.html' title='New Release on Pre-Order!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6yK76OOWyY/TqDMbokQHzI/AAAAAAAABeY/O-OZefeg7rM/s72-c/se-bb-marked-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1423539324996035671</id><published>2011-10-11T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:31:58.520-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winona Wilder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><title type='text'>My First Everlasting Classic Manlove!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;It's on Pre-Order!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/loving-tyler" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6ctJV8OsDw/TpTslSCAkSI/AAAAAAAABeM/T3vDZwLR6rQ/s400/mem-ww-co-tyler-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/loving-tyler"&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, October 28th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, M/M, public exhibition, sex toys]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tyler James is a pro at keeping his emotions bottled up. He uses sex as a tool, never associating it with love. When Cavendish sends one of their representatives to try and recruit him to be their poster boy, he's ready to tell them where they can shove their offer. But the dark-haired god in the Armani suit has him choking on his words. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcus Vinetti fights tooth and nail not to be sent to the boondocks to recruit some hick. He's surprised when he meets his cowboy target who has muscle upon muscle and gorgeous green eyes. Although he's usually good at masking his deviant desires, Tyler brings all his needs and wants to the surface.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will Tyler be able to change his long-standing playboy ways, and will Marcus finally accept that he's in love with another man?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winona Wilder is a Siren Exclusive Author.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That means Siren is the only place you'll find&amp;nbsp;my m/m titles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Stacey xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1423539324996035671?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1423539324996035671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1423539324996035671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1423539324996035671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1423539324996035671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-first-everlasting-classic-manlove.html' title='My First Everlasting Classic Manlove!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6ctJV8OsDw/TpTslSCAkSI/AAAAAAAABeM/T3vDZwLR6rQ/s72-c/mem-ww-co-tyler-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8780088103983579940</id><published>2011-10-06T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T17:41:48.814-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winona Wilder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m/m'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cover Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coming Out series'/><title type='text'>New Cover Art!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/winona-wilder"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UO3BZ9s3_II/To4fxSPBW4I/AAAAAAAABeI/SzXQGgGCTwE/s400/mem-ww-co-tyler-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;COMING OCTOBER 21st to Siren Publishing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;This is my first Everlasting cover as a Siren Exclusive Author. I adore it, and it fits my characters perfectly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tyler James is a pro at keeping his emotions bottled up. He uses sex as a tool, never associating it with love. When Cavendish sends one of their representatives to try and recruit him to be their poster boy, he's ready to tell them where they can shove their offer. But the dark-haired god in the Armani suit has him choking on his words. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcus Vinetti fights tooth and nail not to be sent to the boon docks to recruit some hick. He's surprised when he meets his cowboy target who has muscle upon muscle and gorgeous green eyes. Although he's usually good at masking his deviant desires, Tyler brings all his needs and wants to the surface.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will Tyler be able&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to change his long-standing playboy ways, and will Marcus finally accept that he's in love with another man?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8780088103983579940?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8780088103983579940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8780088103983579940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8780088103983579940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8780088103983579940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-cover-art.html' title='New Cover Art!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UO3BZ9s3_II/To4fxSPBW4I/AAAAAAAABeI/SzXQGgGCTwE/s72-c/mem-ww-co-tyler-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-6080237908858998680</id><published>2011-10-06T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:35:36.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corralling the City Girl'/><title type='text'>Release Day!! 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Offer ends midnight CST, October 13th.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, public exhibition, light BDSM, figging, sex toys]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane's just inherited her late uncle's estate. But there's a catch. She has to ride along in a two-week-long cattle drive or she'll forfeit the ranch and money. The city girl doesn't have a clue where to start, so she advertises for three cowboys to assist her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase, Brad and Dawson are hired to drive five thousand head of cattle across the prairies of Alberta. They expect their boss to be some spoiled rich boy looking for adventure, not a stunning woman with legs to die for. She's unlike any cowgirl—complaining, cursing, and driving them nuts with her forked tongue. It'll take some tying up and rough cowboy handling to teach the little siren how to behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Adult Excerpt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Roll her over.” Brad tugged her his way until she met her stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She has such a cute little ass,” said Brad. “I can’t wait to fuck it again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You had it last time while I watched. This time it’s my turn.” Dawson’s tone didn’t leave room for argument and it made her hot. Her pussy pulsed and she clamped down, only to feel the gingerroot release in her ass in a painful wave. She squealed. “Relax.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase pulled the rope taut, stretching her arms so she couldn’t fidget or fight to get free. “What are you doing to me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This punishment has been a long time coming, darlin’. I put up with your forked tongue for nearly a week.” He pulled her panties down to her thighs. Dawson’s hand came down on her ass, the fleshy sound filling the campsite. She tightened, only to regret it. His big, rough hand came down several times on each ass cheek, and every time she squeezed her muscles, earning her a sharp burn from the gingerroot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Get it out!” A hand smoothed up and down her back, attempting to placate her. She wouldn’t admit that this wicked night didn’t make her cunt hungry and mind drift to every debased desire she’d ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Once you relax through these spanks, I’ll know you’re learning.” Dawson smacked her ass, harder, and she fought for control this time. She didn’t clamp down and the vibrations traveled all the way to her engorged clit. It was an eye-opening moment, and she knew things would only get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Learning what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He switched positions with Chase, who answered for him. “You’ll learn you belong to us, that we love you, and that we’re in control when we fuck.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s all for your pleasure, darlin’.” Brad brushed the hair off her forehead. “If you stop fighting, I promise you’ll like it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve done this before, too?” She was shocked that all the men seemed to know another use for ginger. Never in her life had sex been like this for her. It had always been vanilla and unsatisfying. Her greatest thrills came from her toy, and it couldn’t compare to what these men offered her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think every cowboy of age has. You’ve been in the city too long, Jane.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase spanked her, not as hard as Dawson had. After each spank, he trailed his fingers between her legs and teased her clit. Every sequence taught her more, and she relaxed as they suggested and truly began to enjoy the sting of each spank. Pleasure and pain combined, beginning the buildup of a monumental orgasm. But this was only a prelude and she wanted their cocks, not just their sex games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want cock,” she said. Her cheeks heated after the words escaped her lips. It sounded so dirty and she hadn’t meant to say it aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bring her to her knees,” said Dawson. Chase’s strong arm slipped under her belly and hoisted to her knees, doggy-style. Brad continued to hold her rope, so she couldn’t rear up to her knees. “That’s better. You look lovely like this, baby doll.” He took the rope from Brad and tugged it up so her face was near his groin. She sat on her knees, her panties below her ass, and the ginger still penetrating her. He unbuckled and unzipped, only releasing his erection. She didn’t have to be asked, she wanted to taste him, to please him. Jane sucked in the thick head, twirling her tongue around the spongy surface, flicking the firm nub on the underside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s enough. I need to be inside you. Right now.” His sudden urgency made her stomach flutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pressed her back down until her breasts hit the grass, her ass still kissing the night air. Dawson plucked the root from her anus, and she sighed in relief. She could feel the moisture from the ginger and fat drip down after it was released. He didn’t wait, didn’t let her stretch, just forced his big cock into her ass, and he was big. She moaned, savoring the fullness, the sweet relief and the rawness of the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you like my dick in your ass, little one?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nodded, unable to speak, only focusing on the rhythm of each delicious stroke. Jane wanted it harder, faster, and to be honest, she wanted another cock to fill her body. “More!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase didn’t let her down. He dropped to his back beside her, gloriously naked, his cock jutting up, virile and proud. “Come straddle me, sweetheart.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawson assisted her, shuffling them over without pulling out of her body. She rested her bound hands on Chase’s chest, and he reached down to tear her thin panties clear off her body. “More,” she repeated, feeling more savage than human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sit on my dick. I’m gonna fuck you until you’re screaming my name.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sank into relief, enjoying the tug and tightness as the second hard erection fought for space in her body. Jane loved it—the naughtiness, the grit, the untamed desire. She rode him hard, and Dawson rode her. They were one mass of flesh and fucking. The only missing element was her sweet Brad. She searched for him. He was standing a few feet away, holding the slack end of the rope, watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brad, I need you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dropped the rope and followed her voice, crouched beside Chase’s prone body. She licked her lips, an invitation which he took. They kissed as the other men worked her body. Deeply, passionately—enough to create their own bubble of space within the foursome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want you just watching, Brad. Give me your cock so I can suck it.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-6080237908858998680?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/6080237908858998680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=6080237908858998680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6080237908858998680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6080237908858998680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/release-day-ride-em-hard-2.html' title='Release Day!! Ride &apos;em Hard, 2'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sheW1aidGPI/To278XYs-PI/AAAAAAAABd8/YRn58H1BAaA/s72-c/se-reh-corralling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-489874242919598931</id><published>2011-10-03T14:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:28:03.461-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride &apos;em Hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>Name The Cowboy Contest!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSCzZSy6rbo/Ton6Ag0VtKI/AAAAAAAABdM/1hQ3W5LXheg/s320/Fotolia_3844133_XS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;NAME THE COWBOY CONTEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next book in my Ride 'em Hard series is in the works. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hardcore-cowboys"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Hardcore Cowboys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (#1) is out now, &lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/corralling-the-city-city-girl"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Corralling the City Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (#2) will be released this week, October 6th. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Hogtying the Cowgirl&lt;/span&gt; (#3) will follow next month.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have two names for #4, but need &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;one more&lt;/span&gt; cowboy named!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) Leave your cowboy name in the comment section with your name/email &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) Follow my Blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The winner's chosen name will be in Ride 'em Hard, #4, their name will appear in my dedication, and they'll win a $10.00 Siren-Bookstrand Gift Certificate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The winner will be selected October 14th&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-489874242919598931?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/489874242919598931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=489874242919598931&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/489874242919598931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/489874242919598931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/10/name-cowboy-contest.html' title='Name The Cowboy Contest!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSCzZSy6rbo/Ton6Ag0VtKI/AAAAAAAABdM/1hQ3W5LXheg/s72-c/Fotolia_3844133_XS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1605927602952017779</id><published>2011-09-25T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:13:40.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o3oXire4xBA/Tn83AikcBKI/AAAAAAAABcw/evJeN6Zf3Ro/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/corralling-the-city-girl"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8vvs1BCoxrI/Tn82dqe9LvI/AAAAAAAABcs/dAv68YEiing/s400/se-reh-corralling-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/corralling-the-city-girl"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now On Pre-Order at Siren Publishing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;“I was hired to transport cattle, not for manual labor.” He watched as her eyes widened and mouth went slack. Chase wondered how long she’d be able to maintain her icy exterior once faced with cold, pitch black nights, wild animals, and less-than-stellar food. All it would take was one little “please” and he’d be more than happy to assist her, make her mission easier. But as long as she chose to be a spoiled brat, he’d treat her how his momma would, and not encourage her behavior. A good spanking would do her a world of good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1605927602952017779?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1605927602952017779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1605927602952017779&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1605927602952017779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1605927602952017779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/09/six-sentence-sunday.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o3oXire4xBA/Tn83AikcBKI/AAAAAAAABcw/evJeN6Zf3Ro/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7908030728006564907</id><published>2011-09-24T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T19:41:31.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Hop'/><title type='text'>Evernight Birthday Bash Blog Hop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsL_U8eOSjw/Tn5op8npWzI/AAAAAAAABco/SnHD5CPi6V4/s400/Birthday-Promo-small.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;October 1st is Evernight's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Come Join in our Author Blog Hop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRAND PRIZES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;New KINDLE E-Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;$50.00 Cash via PayPal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;$40.00 Evernight Gift Certificate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be entered in the Grand Prize draws, you will need to FOLLOW and COMMENT on the &lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Evernight Publishing Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Winners will be selected from the comments of random blogs in the hop, so make sure to visit as many as you can!&amp;nbsp; A winner will also be picked from the comments of every blog to win a $5.00 Evernight Gift Certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be giving away &lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt; three books from my &lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;backlist &lt;/a&gt;to one commenter. Please Follow my Blog and enter your name/email in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Have Fun Hopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winners will be posted on Oct. 3rd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=108213" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7908030728006564907?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7908030728006564907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7908030728006564907&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7908030728006564907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7908030728006564907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/09/evernight-birthday-bash-blog-hop.html' title='Evernight Birthday Bash Blog Hop!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsL_U8eOSjw/Tn5op8npWzI/AAAAAAAABco/SnHD5CPi6V4/s72-c/Birthday-Promo-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5163727452515142538</id><published>2011-09-23T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T13:27:02.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pack Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Princess'/><title type='text'>It's Release Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhUon3tmtKs/Tny_sQuyq6I/AAAAAAAABcc/CW4tXqearUU/s400/TLP_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/The-Last-Princess-by-Stacey-Espino.html"&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pack Seduction, 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Delia is the last princess. Since her sisters have chosen mates, it's up to her to continue to wage war against the royal family. She recruits the help of Caleb, a fox shifter, to help find her way to the home she escaped from long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;A childhood friend is now guarding the palace, and the male she's betrothed to is determined to have her. She's in for the fight of her life if she's to remain unmated and change the old customs passed down to every generation. Will Delia become a martyr for her cause, or give in to the love of three determined shifters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Be Warned: menage a quatre romance, menage sex, anal sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excerpt:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulric climbed up from between her legs and lowered over her body. The roughness of his denim jeans teased her hypersensitive pussy. He kissed her, offering her a taste of her own flavor. "You're ready for us now, Delia." She knew her eyes were glazed over as she could barely focus. The afterglow of her peak lingered on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rolled her to her stomach. Every nerve was hotwired and responsive. Each touch brought her dangerously close to a new orgasm. She wasn't sure how much she could take, never having had the chance to explore her limits. When she glanced up, Alexander was stroking his erection, pumping it back and forth like a piston. She was mesmerized by his size, the beauty of his male form, and the intensity in his eyes as he watched her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulric bit her right on the ass. A play bite, but it still hurt. "Should I stop?" he teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just behave," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a full moon, princess. We're both alphas on the verge of shifting. You're naked on my bed, filling the room with your pungent scent." Alexander laughed, still stroking himself. "We will most certainly not be behaving tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could feel the moisture seeping from between her legs. Ulric kissed her ass to make it better, trailing more kisses lower. When he spread her cheeks apart with his hands and kissed her puckered rosette, millions of little sparks fired to life making her shudder. She'd never realized so much pleasure could be encased in such a small, forbidden area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delia thought of Caleb alone at the hotel, maybe worrying if he'd woken up. Her heart cried out to him, wishing he were here. The fox was so different from these males, more emotionally attentive, gentler. This experience tested all her boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulric's tongue lapped at her nether hole, as he spread her legs further apart. Her breasts pressed against the bedspread, taunting her pebbled nipples, increasing her needs. She craved more attention. She truly must be a royal princess because she realized less than three males would never do. Without saying it aloud, she'd chosen of her own free will. Delia would bond with Caleb, Ulric and Alexander. Perhaps having one royal suitor would appease her mother, but it would still happen this way regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if everything orchestrated as it had for a reason. All her years of lonely suffering led her back home, into the welcoming arms of three delicious and worthy males. Although she had yet to get to know Alexander, Ulric would never have allowed him to get close to her if he thought negatively of the wolf. She always knew she'd take at least one wolf if she chose mates—her she-wolf demanded it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know you have a stockpile of toys, Alexander. Pass me the lube."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delia turned her neck around. "For what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulric lapped at her ass cheek, flashing thick, white canines at her when he grinned. She gasped as the thrill of his dominant display sent a thrill rushing through her womb. "For your cute little ass. It will be a snug fit for my cock, don't you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was she doing? She tried to remind herself that Carna and Freya had been down this road long before her and lived it every day of their lives. Carna had four alpha males and Freya three. Surely Delia could handle a little double and triple action. She was the eldest and supposed to be the most experienced. But in matters of sex she knew very little, only what she'd experienced with Caleb earlier in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander handed Ulric a small white tube. She heard a spurt of liquid and then a cool jolt as he pressed a moist finger deep into her ass. Delia bit her lip not to squeal. She abhorred weakness in women even more than men. "You're tight. You've never taken a cock in your ass before, have you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shook her head, glad he knew the truth so he'd take it easy on her. If Caleb were here he'd be a patient and loving teacher. Of course, he was just as inexperienced in the bedroom as Delia, so she needed these wicked men to thrust her into their world. She only hoped she'd come out unscathed on the other side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulric eased his finger in and out, slow and steady. The tight hold her anus had on his digit assisted in igniting countless dormant nerves. He leaned over her back, his heat scorching her skin. She sighed, savoring the intimacy, the physical affection she lacked for so long. The bear snaked his hand between the mattress and her body, searching until he found her clit. Then the torment truly began. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Buy the first two books in the PACK SEDUCTION series:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Claiming-Their-Mate-by-Stacey-Espino.html"&gt;CLAIMING THEIR MATE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Freya%27s-Mates-by-Stacey-Espino.html"&gt;FREYA'S MATES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-5163727452515142538?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/5163727452515142538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=5163727452515142538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5163727452515142538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5163727452515142538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-release-day.html' title='It&apos;s Release Day!!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhUon3tmtKs/Tny_sQuyq6I/AAAAAAAABcc/CW4tXqearUU/s72-c/TLP_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1336621278991076201</id><published>2011-09-22T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T11:36:05.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride &apos;em Hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cover Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corralling the City Girl'/><title type='text'>New Cover Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8DjoE-msc8/TntVgFdcA0I/AAAAAAAABcQ/1dUdRZ9WG_E/s400/se-reh-corralling-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;COMING OCTOBER 6th TO SIREN PUBLISHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Western Menage a Quatre Romance, BDSM, figging]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane's just inherited her late uncle's estate. But there's a catch. She has to ride along in a two week long cattle drive or she'll forfeit the ranch and money. The city girl doesn't have a clue where to start, so she advertises for three cowboys to assist her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase, Brad and Dawson are hired to drive five thousand head of cattle across the prairies of Alberta. They expect their boss to be some spoiled rich boy looking for adventure, not a stunning woman with legs to die for. She's unlike any cowgirl—complaining, cursing, and driving them nuts with her forked tongue. It'll take some tying up and rough cowboy handling to teach the little siren how to behave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1336621278991076201?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1336621278991076201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1336621278991076201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1336621278991076201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1336621278991076201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-cover-love.html' title='New Cover Love!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8DjoE-msc8/TntVgFdcA0I/AAAAAAAABcQ/1dUdRZ9WG_E/s72-c/se-reh-corralling-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8711887782801326398</id><published>2011-09-17T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T20:59:58.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freya's Mates is up for a BOOKIE AWARD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/69XZZKW"&gt;VOTE HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FREYA'S MATES&amp;nbsp;is up for SHIFTER SHORT of the&amp;nbsp;Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;Please Vote!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our Menage Romance Blog is also up for&amp;nbsp;a Blogger Award!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8711887782801326398?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8711887782801326398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8711887782801326398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8711887782801326398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8711887782801326398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/09/freyas-mates-is-up-for-bookie-award.html' title='Freya&apos;s Mates is up for a BOOKIE AWARD!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLpRhKK2Kks/TnVBFHGuIAI/AAAAAAAABb4/2qOLp_sdAHs/s72-c/square2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5259510799797072121</id><published>2011-09-12T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T08:58:55.507-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>Guest Blogger and Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/url?q=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.evernightpublishing.com%2Fproducts%2FNight-of-the-Dragon-by-Alexandra-O%2527Hurley.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPcYrLswvK0/Tm3_-4nXEkI/AAAAAAAABbc/YDpkCcOXzw4/s400/NOTD_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hi, my name is Alexandra O’Hurley and I’m an adrenaline junkie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No, not one of those crazy jump off a bridge types, oh no. That’s just plain lunacy. My drug of choice? Roller coasters! A theme park is the best date spot. A hot guy, a beer, and a 75-mile-per-hour rush…what could be better? Plus, you can totally play the scared bit and ask to hold his hand if you want to get closer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been a card-holding pass member to my local amusement park for at least a decade and loved going so much, I got a job there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then it stopped being fun. (Duh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But it wasn’t all in vain! The inner workings of an amusement park that converts to a Halloween theme became the backdrop for my most recent release, Night of the Dragon. After having lived that life for some time, I hope you can hear the clatter of the roller coasters, the screams of the riders, and the thrill of the swoosh, and get embroiled in the steamy romance that blooms in the center of Scream Town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what’s your craziest addiction?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me know and you might win a PDF copy of Night of the Dragon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Comment below to enter. (Winner will be chosen in one week and posted on my blog at: &lt;a href="http://alexohurley.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://alexohurley.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Night of the Dragon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Berserker Mate's Story, 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryden and Rayne are Berserkers, immortal warriors wrought of Odin’s lightning. They are cursed to walk the Earth for one thousand years without finding love. And then they smell her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karli is a manager for an amusement park, and during her daily tour, she runs across the most incredible men she has ever laid eyes on. The erotic visions swirling in her head push her to the edge, and she cannot ignore the two virile men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can anything develop between the Berserkers and their mate with a hunter sworn to keep them apart on their trail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first part of a three part novella series, Night of the Dragon begins the tale of six Berserker Immortals, born over one thousand years ago in Ancient Norway. Three sets of twins created of Odin’s lightning to aid the Norse kings of old, they now fight against the evil Swartska who kill off Berserkers to feed Freyja’s hall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night of the Dragon is Rayne and Ryden’s tale. Going Berserk is a short within the Midnight Seduction anthology that foreshadows Jakob’s tale, whose story, along with his twin Joran will be told in the second installment. Finally, Eryck and Erulf will be the third and final, magical ending to the series.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/url?q=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.evernightpublishing.com%2Fproducts%2FNight-of-the-Dragon-by-Alexandra-O%2527Hurley.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="51" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DgDd2qoLkPQ/Tm4Bsk8CQtI/AAAAAAAABbg/ZlOGRYBAQ6I/s400/NOTD_Banner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Excerpt:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Karli gave in to their kind of play, she was afraid she would walk away broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what she told her head, her body could not reject the heated combination of the two. Both virile, desirable men who seemed to stalk her equally, and innately she knew if she succumbed to one, she would also the other. What was crazier than the fact she knew it, was the fact her oversexed mind was running images of being sandwiched between both of their naked bodies. Of having them both possess her at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karli was an independent, driven woman, who worked so much she rarely had time to date, let alone swoon over some random men she crossed in the park. She hadn’t had a date in, well, forever. Her career was her main concern. Once she got that in place, everything else could happen for her, marriage, babies, the little white house, with its matching little white picket fence. She was as boring and white bread as they came. And she wasn’t the type to go around fantasizing about screwing two men at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, this was past fantasizing. It seemed it could become her reality if she wanted it and was willing to succumb to them and the images running through her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, the two fired something inside her, something she had never felt before. Her heart beat a staccato within her body, and she felt pulsing in places she wished she didn’t. Especially when she needed to focus on work and the safety of those inside the park. All around her the sounds of Scream Town began filtering back into her ears and she slowed her breathing down. She needed to get a hold of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straightening and taking one last long deep breath, she exited the dark passageway, and stood on the fringes of the sea of bodies milling around. This week was always the busiest, as Halloween was a few days away. Karli scanned the crowd, trying to ensure the men were not there. Relieved that she could again focus on her job, she walked the area, but kept looking over her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the Zoo compound, Karli passed the wolf enclosure and a glow of silver. Not able to ignore it, she moved towards the fence and realized the glow came from Giza, the female gray wolf that was one of their most popular animal attractions. Moving up to the fence, Karli watched the beautiful animal working with her trainers on the last animal show of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A course of heat ran through her again. I need to see a doctor; I am much too young for hot flashes. Perhaps a psychiatrist too, to figure out my compulsion to fuck random strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shame those beautiful beasts are caged here. They should roam free.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking to her left, all she saw was an enormous bicep. Her eyes drifted up, and her gaze was met with a silver one. A shiver of yearning ran down her spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karli moved her mouth a second or two before her voice caught up with her. “All…all of the animals here…are rescues. They were either hurt, or taken from people keeping them as pets. We give them…all the care…they need to heal...and then a safe home….if returning them to the wild…is impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice job, Stuttering Sue. I’m sure he thinks you are a moron now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where they are put on parade throughout the day for stupid, fat humans to ogle instead of roaming the forests hunting like their natures demand.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, fat…humans? “If we had not intervened, they would have…died.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And living in a cage is better than death? I wouldn’t want to live that way, would you? Just look at her eyes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karli didn’t want to admit that she had often stopped here through her park tours and thought that the animals reflected sadness in their eyes. “We give them…the best care we can.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The best care would have been releasing them to the wild.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Giza was too badly hurt to go back. Plus, it’s too late for that now, regardless.” Unable to stop the words, the ones no one in the park was supposed to utter aloud. “They have been here so long that they would die if we released them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know this, yet you keep them anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not the one in charge of the animals.” Karli backed up a step as he drew nearer. A large hand moved to her face, one finger extended. His touch was feather light, as he stroked it along her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. No, you just work here. Another one of their caged beasts. Perhaps I need to set you free?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And how do you suppose you can do that?” A wave of desire spread through her, starting at the barely there touch upon her cheek. The finger moved under her chin, lifting her face to his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Like this.” Dropping down, he pressed soft lips to hers in a kiss that was a whisper of what it could be. A name whispered through her mind as his kiss ended…Ryden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryden?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brows furrowed as he stood back to his full height. “How do you know my name?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”I…don’t…know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corner of his lips hinted at a smile as his eyes bored a hole deep within her. The man inhaled, deeply, lowering his head until it was level with her own. She felt his hot breath on her neck, and she arched her back slightly, her traitorous body demanding more of his touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the eyes she hadn’t even realized she had closed, she looked up into his hooded gaze, the one that screamed an arousal that equaled her own. Tapping his finger on her nametag, the tugging blossomed into a full smile. “Well, Karli of Scream Town, I will be seeing you soon. Very soon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/url?q=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.evernightpublishing.com%2Fproducts%2FNight-of-the-Dragon-by-Alexandra-O%2527Hurley.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;Buy Night of the Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Contact Alex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Web: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alexandraohurley.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.alexandraohurley.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facebook: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/alexandraohurleyerotica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.facebook.com/alexandraohurleyerotica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twitter: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/alexohurley"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://twitter.com/alexohurley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 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I'm sure many of us can relate to one or more, or have one of our own.&amp;nbsp; I can relate because my twins were three months premature and those months while they were in the NICU were the hardest of my life.&amp;nbsp; They just had their 7th birthday on Monday, and they're truly a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Maya and Yasmin*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Za24jBL0wZ0/Tmj-oWUibBI/AAAAAAAABbU/YCzUp53IG04/s1600/SCAN0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Za24jBL0wZ0/Tmj-oWUibBI/AAAAAAAABbU/YCzUp53IG04/s400/SCAN0002.JPG" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who has failed a grade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE DAY, ask a daily wage labourer who has kids to feed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the bride who is waiting to meet her groom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who has missed the train.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who has avoided an accident.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time…. and remember that time waits for no one……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday is history…..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow a mystery……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is a gift. That is why it is called the Present.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Anonymous author&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ocOzGxwYOM/Tmj_zOeqsNI/AAAAAAAABbY/uN49W64TeVM/s1600/Niagara+Falls+2011+133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ocOzGxwYOM/Tmj_zOeqsNI/AAAAAAAABbY/uN49W64TeVM/s400/Niagara+Falls+2011+133.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now they're healthy, beautiful girls—but I'll never forget what I went through when they were born. And I'll always be grateful!&amp;nbsp; Another week early and they may not even be here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7482138665436434003?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7482138665436434003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7482138665436434003&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7482138665436434003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7482138665436434003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/09/value-of-one-second.html' title='The Value of ONE SECOND'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Za24jBL0wZ0/Tmj-oWUibBI/AAAAAAAABbU/YCzUp53IG04/s72-c/SCAN0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5392373923480741715</id><published>2011-08-28T02:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T02:40:00.462-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corralling the City Girl'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JkFl8HklboA/TlmP4JyRUqI/AAAAAAAABaM/yZRPgATbEuo/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6N0YlFhqCI/TlmQDamjeWI/AAAAAAAABaQ/cRI8xvzp8Lc/s1600/buckle.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;These six are from my upcoming release Corralling the City Girl (Ride 'em Hard, 2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I had so much fun writing this story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her defenses rose. “I’m an executive assistant for a very prestigious accounting firm.” Jane crossed her arms over her chest feeling suddenly claustrophobic with the three of them cornering her, asking her questions she didn’t want to answer, and an invisible time clock clicking down to certain detonation in her mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sounds mighty fancy,” said Dawson. “I suppose that’s why you’re acting like a spoiled little rich girl.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;“Excuse me?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-5392373923480741715?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/5392373923480741715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=5392373923480741715&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5392373923480741715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5392373923480741715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/08/six-sentence-sunday_28.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JkFl8HklboA/TlmP4JyRUqI/AAAAAAAABaM/yZRPgATbEuo/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-3196311685621733895</id><published>2011-08-14T03:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T03:31:00.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVl0oP8tu1w/Tkb-Kp8WpYI/AAAAAAAABZw/PX6AtViS3tw/s320/STOCK.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from my newly contracted novel, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;CORRALLING THE CITY GIRL (Ride 'em Hard, #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Coming Soon to Siren Publishing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;"Ten thousand dollars is a lot of money in this day and age. I figure you could buy yourself plenty of clean jeans with that. Maybe some shaving cream and razors, too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;He bit his lip and the retort begging to blurt out. Rather, he spoke slow and controlled. "Does my appearance bother you, Ms. Williams?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-3196311685621733895?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/3196311685621733895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=3196311685621733895&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3196311685621733895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3196311685621733895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/08/six-sentence-sunday_14.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVl0oP8tu1w/Tkb-Kp8WpYI/AAAAAAAABZw/PX6AtViS3tw/s72-c/STOCK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8799245416889712621</id><published>2011-08-09T20:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T20:31:42.672-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Hardcore Cowboys is on Pre-Order!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hardcore-cowboys"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUBSJWBoEi8/TkHPS8OZqyI/AAAAAAAABZI/LgIT6X9U1po/s400/se-reh-hardcorecowboys.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AVAILABLE: Wednesday, August 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/hardcore-cowboys"&gt;PRE-ORDER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;This new release is offered at a 10% discount until August 24th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M/M, BDSM, sex toys]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Samantha has one week off work to explore the country, never expecting a snowstorm to nearly take her life. Nor does she expect to find love and salvation with the three Carson brothers. Her cowboy saviors have no problem sharing, pulling her deeper into their world of erotic pleasures each day she remains on their ranch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Wyatt and his twin brothers, Cord and Val, need inspiration in the worst way. When Samantha comes into their lives, she gives them a purpose and fulfills all their desires. There's no way they can let her return to the city. But can they convince the independent brunette to let them take care of her—forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Excerpt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Now lie on your back and reach your arms above your head.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Samantha complied, the cool coverlet chilling her back, making her nipples pebble. Cord knew what he was doing, tying her wrists in gentle but firm knots before securing them to the headboard. Yes. This was exactly what she craved—to be dominated by her cowboys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The bed dipped as Val sat on the opposite side. She turned her head to see Cord’s mirror image staring back at her with a naughty smirk. He held up a pink rubber toy, no doubt the butt plug Wyatt warned her about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Thought you’d like the color.” Val winked and then applied lube over the rounded tip. “Shift to your side, darlin’.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She twisted awkwardly with her arms stretched and secured above her head. Cord held one of her cheeks apart as Val pressed the cool, moist end of the toy against her ass. Her breathing picked up, not knowing what to expect. She dare not ask questions and break the rules, not when she was desperate for an orgasm. Many orgasms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Val twisted the butt plug into her ass with slow, consistent pressure. Wyatt was still standing at the end of the bed watching. His muscled shoulders were so broad. She wanted to grab hold while he fucked her raw. The dark lust in his eyes promised hours of depraved pleasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Val kissed her shoulder blade. “That’ll prepare you for later.” He playfully slapped her butt before slipping off the bed. She rolled to her back, cringing when the plug shifted inside her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“I’ve dreamed of these tits.” Cord leaned over and sucked her breast into his warm, hot mouth. It felt like heaven. Her stomach rumbled and he heard, pulling free from her breast. “Hungry?” He frowned and jerked his head to his twin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Val returned with some of the food from the buffet. Cord held her head up slightly, and Val slipped sweet, plump blueberries into her mouth, one at a time. The act of feeding her was sensual, loving, erotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Not too much. You’ll get a stomach ache once we start fucking you,” said Cord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wyatt passed him something out of her sight, and then Cord trailed a brush down her center from her neck, between her breasts, down her stomach, all the way to her clit. She could smell the deep, rich scent of chocolate. He twirled the brush around her clit, teasing her hypersensitive bud. When he brought a chocolate-covered thumb to her mouth, she eagerly sucked on it, savoring the flavor and the illicit act. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“What’s your favorite thing besides that old mare of yours, Cord?” asked Val.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He narrowed his hypnotizing blue eyes at her like a wild animal about to strike, his thumb still between her lips.&lt;em&gt; “Chocolate.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How would she ever survive the night? Cord started at her neck, licking and sucking, hitting every hypersensitive nerve on his descent to her breasts. But he never tended to her aching nipples, only slid his firm tongue down her center, following the trail of melted chocolate. She squealed when he passed her stomach, the tickly sensation making her squirm, but she stifled the sound as soon as it escaped her lips. Immediately, she turned to Wyatt, still rooted in place. Was that a scowl or was she just paranoid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She knew where Cord was heading next. Her cunt burned and ached, and they’d only just begun. She wanted to be filled but knew they’d only deny her if she spoke up and asked for what she needed. When his tongue met her clit, she bolted upright, arching into his face. Her body had a mind of its own, her nerves and tense muscles controlling the woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“She’s ripe,” said Val as Cord continued to eat her pussy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She tugged on her binds, desperate for a respite from his wicked tongue, but he didn’t even give her time to catch her breath. The exquisite torture continued on and on and on, as if he wanted her to submit, wanted her to break the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“No more!” she cried. As soon as she closed her mouth, her eyes darted to Wyatt. He had a smirk on his previously stoic face, and he left the room briefly before returning. Uh-oh. “You set me up, Cordell Carson!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He rose to his knees and licked his thick lips, glistening from her natural juices. With his golden tan, his blue eyes were so much more dominant on his face, his hair naturally highlighted with new blond streaks. So handsome. So tempting. And she had an identical copy of him for her enjoyment, and Wyatt. “Someone had to get the party started.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Roll her over.” That smooth, deep voice rolled straight down her body, settling between her legs. Wyatt held something in his hand, but before she could get a good look, Cord flipped her to her stomach. “Naughty, naughty, Samantha. Whatever should I do with you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spank me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“You ran away from us, but you’re never going to do that again, are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She shook her head, not sure if she was allowed to answer or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“That’s right, you won’t. And for all the suffering you put me through, you’ll be punished.” Wyatt held up his choice weapon—a leather covered paddle. She could see the excitement glittering in his eyes. What she really wanted was his big, strong hand, like last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Put &lt;em&gt;us &lt;/em&gt;through,” Cord added. They all wanted to punish her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She braced for the impact of the tool on her rear, but she was surprised to get a gentle hand warming circles over her skin instead. When the hand moved, the paddle came down. Something about the sound of the contact, the fleshy, solid impact was exquisite to her ears. The vibration traveled straight to her already stimulated clit. The sequence continued, harder, a mix of pain and pleasure—nothing she couldn’t handle, nothing she didn’t want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When Val kissed her cheek, he gave her a warning. “Get ready, sweetheart. I doubt you’ll be able to keep quiet for long with this turned on.” He flicked something on the butt plug, and it began to vibrate. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from screaming. The sheer intensity drove her mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8799245416889712621?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8799245416889712621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8799245416889712621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8799245416889712621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8799245416889712621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/08/hardcore-cowboys-is-on-pre-order.html' title='Hardcore Cowboys is on Pre-Order!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUBSJWBoEi8/TkHPS8OZqyI/AAAAAAAABZI/LgIT6X9U1po/s72-c/se-reh-hardcorecowboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-4341871231639384363</id><published>2011-08-07T03:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T03:57:00.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OF_FRa9H2qY/Tj3JcUu7dhI/AAAAAAAABYs/DWAfN7Dm6-o/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DMe3V2YEZ-0/Tj3HGSa8kxI/AAAAAAAABYo/xcVC7aTz_7I/s400/se-reh-hardcorecowboys.jpg" t$="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coming August 17th.&amp;nbsp; Available on Pre-Order Soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;“Open your eyes, darlin’.” A male voice echoed in her mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;She recognized the soothing baritone from her dreams. She wanted to respond, to comply, but her body was so sluggish, like wading through molasses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;“Look! She moved her toes.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="51" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TR_eCiwRYuw/Tj3JeoGsb4I/AAAAAAAABYw/tioCOUm8yo0/s400/se-hc-banner.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-4341871231639384363?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/4341871231639384363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=4341871231639384363&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4341871231639384363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4341871231639384363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/08/six-sentence-sunday.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OF_FRa9H2qY/Tj3JcUu7dhI/AAAAAAAABYs/DWAfN7Dm6-o/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-309948164875008134</id><published>2011-07-31T03:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T03:16:00.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAIkfV1ZhcA/TjSfiIdj3uI/AAAAAAAABYY/Z55JxNoMSBU/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av0ASiDgXGE/TjSfDCrDQOI/AAAAAAAABYU/jaXtZqgS-8c/s400/se-reh-hardcorecowboys-full.jpg" t$="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from my upcoming western menage,&amp;nbsp;Hardcore Cowboys.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coming August 17th!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The exquisite torture continued on and on and on, as if he wanted her to submit, wanted her to break the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;“No more!” she cried. As soon as she closed her mouth, her eyes darted to Wyatt. He had a smirk on his previously stoic face, and he left the room briefly before returning. &lt;em&gt;Uh-oh.&lt;/em&gt; “You set me up, Cordell Carson!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-309948164875008134?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/309948164875008134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=309948164875008134&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/309948164875008134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/309948164875008134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/six-sentence-sunday_31.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAIkfV1ZhcA/TjSfiIdj3uI/AAAAAAAABYY/Z55JxNoMSBU/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-6989071129598669805</id><published>2011-07-27T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T17:25:24.636-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cover Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Cover Love!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RirWkvVgOhg/TjCBnJuYCkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/jjLV12cfXQ4/s1600/se-reh-hardcorecowboys-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RirWkvVgOhg/TjCBnJuYCkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/jjLV12cfXQ4/s400/se-reh-hardcorecowboys-full.jpg" t$="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much thanks to the lovely Jinger Heaston for the hot, hot cover!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;COMING AUGUST 17th TO SIREN PUBLISHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Western Menage a Quatre Romance, BDSM]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha has one week off work to explore the country, not expecting a snow storm to nearly take her life. She never anticipates finding love and salvation in the hands of the three Carson brothers. Her cowboy saviors have no problem sharing, pulling her deeper into their world of erotic pleasures each day she remains on their ranch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt and his twin brothers, Cord and Val, need inspiration in the worst way. When Samantha comes into their lives, she gives them a purpose, and fulfills all their desires. There's no way they can let her return to the city. But can they convince the independent brunette to let them take care of her—forever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-6989071129598669805?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/6989071129598669805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=6989071129598669805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6989071129598669805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6989071129598669805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/cover-love.html' title='Cover Love!!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RirWkvVgOhg/TjCBnJuYCkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/jjLV12cfXQ4/s72-c/se-reh-hardcorecowboys-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-3347107264100858269</id><published>2011-07-25T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:08:20.746-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Young Adult Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w-gLKDmzUyA/Ti1nftTZTaI/AAAAAAAABXA/ocrRLYU0AVk/s1600/Young_Love_by_kimber84_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w-gLKDmzUyA/Ti1nftTZTaI/AAAAAAAABXA/ocrRLYU0AVk/s1600/Young_Love_by_kimber84_thumb.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although I only write erotic romance, one of my favorite genres to read is Young Adult (YA). There's something magical about the emotions and experiences in young adulthood.&amp;nbsp; Everything is more intense—from love to heartache. As an adult reader, I can still relate to the situations in the upper YA books, as can most people.&amp;nbsp;There is a huge market of adult readers that are hooked on reading this genre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a sampling of some of my favorite YA reads, not all romance.&amp;nbsp; My bookshelf is literally overflowing with books yet to read, but time has been limited for me lately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are some of your recommendations?&amp;nbsp; Do you agree or disagree with any of my choices?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IUz16Uc3XHo/Ti1pg9XFwwI/AAAAAAAABXE/ZPKeQmUzKj0/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IUz16Uc3XHo/Ti1pg9XFwwI/AAAAAAAABXE/ZPKeQmUzKj0/s320/1.jpg" t$="true" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy!﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-3347107264100858269?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/3347107264100858269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=3347107264100858269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3347107264100858269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3347107264100858269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/young-adult-fiction.html' title='Young Adult Fiction'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w-gLKDmzUyA/Ti1nftTZTaI/AAAAAAAABXA/ocrRLYU0AVk/s72-c/Young_Love_by_kimber84_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-4994863256407087707</id><published>2011-07-24T03:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T03:35:00.818-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kb1Z6J1GeSQ/TitbPTUgcqI/AAAAAAAABW4/TDo6a0XNnL8/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rF2Qj-YX2to/Tita4SeSrQI/AAAAAAAABW0/oNnkZHt1jfI/s400/F.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from HARDCORE COWBOYS (Ride 'em Hard, #1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMING August 17th to Siren Publishing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She wanted to just give up and let them take control, to carry her away to their ranch. “You left the three of us with blue balls for over two months, baby doll. That won’t go unpunished.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh shit.&lt;/em&gt; He’d deny her a million orgasms…or maybe give her extra spankings. Whatever it was, she couldn’t say no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-4994863256407087707?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/4994863256407087707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=4994863256407087707&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4994863256407087707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4994863256407087707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/six-sentence-sunday_24.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kb1Z6J1GeSQ/TitbPTUgcqI/AAAAAAAABW4/TDo6a0XNnL8/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8219331250368305522</id><published>2011-07-23T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:44:25.393-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freya&apos;s Mates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>New Review for Freya's Mates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1RSQ2yAPPJU/Titb7yxJ2lI/AAAAAAAABW8/CtUrPWz6jVw/s400/FM_LG.jpg" t$="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2011/07/freyas-mate-by-stacey-espino.html?zx=8f474d9e35e8914b"&gt;Whipped Cream's Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to find a book that combined some of my favorite paranormal elements with some hot and sexy shifter action and I was thrilled with what I found within the pages of this short story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just want fun. Not a lot of heavy bad buys chasing good guys and escaping diabolical deeds. I look for entertainment mixed with a romance hot enough to give competition to the A/C. Freya’s Mates met my need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freya is a woman on the run. She’s looking for something that’s missing in her life and she’s getting to the point of feeling it’ll never happen. She’s down in the dumps, sad, afraid and very lonely. The author did a nice job of getting me to care for the young princess. I thought it a cute touch with the French fry frenzy and the results that came after. I got to understand her confusion and her yearning and how difficult it must have been to let go and to finally trust in another person. The treasures that come from her giving her trust are sweet but don’t come without a few scratches and claw marks to make it interesting. I liked her independent spirit and spunky nature. What worked well for this tale was the fact that she didn’t fight herself. Once she accepted that the guys were truly interested in her, herself, she jumped in with tail wagging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gideon, Vincent and Darius are three guys who, as a whole, fill the dark and empty places within Freya’s heart. But individually, these hunky heroes have enough depth of character to take their places by the heroine’s side. Their stories are very interesting and the guys are worth getting to know. Vincent looks perfect to the outside world but has a disability. So I had that warm and fuzzy feeling when he was accepted. Gideon had me snickering. He wasn’t a comedic foil by any means but he’s the first one in the know and yet Freya put him last. I have to hand it to the heroine – she knew who needed putting in his place. After all, she was royalty. Darius also found a place in my heart because he too doesn’t want to fit into a mold. His running away was different but I think Freya and Darius have the most in common – kindred spirits if you will. However, he sure knows his way around a woman’s body, much to my delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thrilled that this story is very much a standalone read. I hadn’t read the first book in the series, but I didn’t need to. Ms. Espino has told a tale that is about Freya, Darius, Gideon and Vincent, and no one else. The other secondary characters bring extra zing and interest to the story and enhanced my reading experience. The editing is well done, the dialogue brisk and personable and the descriptions of them all of together, absolutely delicious in its heat and passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freya’s Mates: Pack Seduction, 2 hit my happy buttons and completely entertained me. It’s a romantic and fun story that made the clock disappear. I liked reading about Freya and, because of this book, I am going to be checking out her sister’s story that had come first. If that tale is as good as this one, I’m in for another treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.longandshortreviews.com/WC/index.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;PLEASE VOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freya's Mates is up for BOOK OF THE WEEK at Whipped Cream Reviews!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;**Thank you**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8219331250368305522?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8219331250368305522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8219331250368305522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8219331250368305522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8219331250368305522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-review-for-freyas-mates.html' title='New Review for Freya&apos;s Mates!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1RSQ2yAPPJU/Titb7yxJ2lI/AAAAAAAABW8/CtUrPWz6jVw/s72-c/FM_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-2867567957420466792</id><published>2011-07-16T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:40:09.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0Db6EiCB0c/TiJHg489WqI/AAAAAAAABWs/mJi9zUo9ZJA/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6phlrrKQBs/TiJLAM4SB7I/AAAAAAAABWw/QS5vZMhl5Hw/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from TAMING JENNA.&amp;nbsp; Now Available at Siren Publishing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She started at his shoulder, tasting and nipping, moving down his muscled arm. Her tongue painted a hot trail along his tat. He’d gotten those after he left home for the last time, after he faced off with his father. They were symbolic of the demons that plagued his thoughts. If he could give them residence on his body, maybe they’d leave his head—no such luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;“You don’t scare me,” she whispered as she moved to his pec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-2867567957420466792?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/2867567957420466792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=2867567957420466792&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2867567957420466792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2867567957420466792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/six-sentence-sunday_16.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0Db6EiCB0c/TiJHg489WqI/AAAAAAAABWs/mJi9zUo9ZJA/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-6542720612048423915</id><published>2011-07-10T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:14:15.294-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ5J-bOGyXs/ThkDEqSk7uI/AAAAAAAABWg/pvnQLJJkHVY/s400/CMIYC-L.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from my Western Menage, &lt;em&gt;Catch Me If You Can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;"Did Noah kiss you like this?" He nipped her lower lip, trailing kisses along her jawline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;"He never kissed me. He was a gentleman." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;"Not like me," he stated. "You want to leave and go back to your room?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-6542720612048423915?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/6542720612048423915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=6542720612048423915&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6542720612048423915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6542720612048423915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/six-sentence-sunday_10.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ5J-bOGyXs/ThkDEqSk7uI/AAAAAAAABWg/pvnQLJJkHVY/s72-c/CMIYC-L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7067083760871828729</id><published>2011-07-04T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:31:59.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Hop'/><title type='text'>Evernight's Sizzling Summer Blog Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwg7WLjUvsc/ThILBcR7E8I/AAAAAAAABUg/JnPUXgxuBz8/s1600/blog+hop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwg7WLjUvsc/ThILBcR7E8I/AAAAAAAABUg/JnPUXgxuBz8/s400/blog+hop.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;Join Evernight Authors on our Sizzling Summer Blog Hop.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm giving away any two books from my backlist.&amp;nbsp; Just follow my blog, leave your name/email in the comments, and keep hopping!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;GOOD LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=95485" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7067083760871828729?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7067083760871828729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7067083760871828729&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7067083760871828729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7067083760871828729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/evernights-sizzling-summer-blog-hop.html' title='Evernight&apos;s Sizzling Summer Blog Hop'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwg7WLjUvsc/ThILBcR7E8I/AAAAAAAABUg/JnPUXgxuBz8/s72-c/blog+hop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-6654053106314036081</id><published>2011-07-03T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:19:09.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Hop'/><title type='text'>Skyrockets in Flight Blog Hop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lushbookreviewss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lush Book Reviews" border="0" src="http://i946.photobucket.com/albums/ad301/jojosbookcorner/Misc%20pics/july4thsmall.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the Skyrockets in Flight Blog Hop!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To win my e-book prize pack:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Follow my Blog&lt;br /&gt;2.) Leave a quick comment with your name/email address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Prize Pack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fearless Desires (Immortal Love, #1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damaged Cowboys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two Wolves are Better Than One (Love Bites, #1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catch Me If You Can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claiming Their Mate (Pack Seduction, #1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taming Jenna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;You can check out the blurbs and excerpts for the above books &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=88875" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-6654053106314036081?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/6654053106314036081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=6654053106314036081&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6654053106314036081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6654053106314036081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/skyrockets-in-flight-blog-hop.html' title='Skyrockets in Flight Blog Hop!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i946.photobucket.com/albums/ad301/jojosbookcorner/Misc%20pics/th_july4thsmall.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7141182675045428446</id><published>2011-07-03T03:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T03:18:00.863-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBnmdx96p1I/Tg-ZlRfRuuI/AAAAAAAABUc/rFYWo1PMkd0/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/bellas-wolves"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RotqhlT-4yo/Tg-ZblxzXcI/AAAAAAAABUY/7kxi1KLOXwo/s400/se-bites-bellas.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are from my recent release, Bella's Wolves (Love Bites, #2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Before she could sink her own teeth into Draco, Ben knocked him off her, and the two men began rolling on the leaf-littered forest floor next to her. “You prick! You marked her!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Bella sat and gently touched her neck with her fingertips. The area was tender and moist and sticky from her own blood. She watched the men wrestle, muscle and bare flesh shadowed by moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7141182675045428446?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7141182675045428446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7141182675045428446&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7141182675045428446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7141182675045428446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/07/six-sentence-sunday.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBnmdx96p1I/Tg-ZlRfRuuI/AAAAAAAABUc/rFYWo1PMkd0/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7623932231687572300</id><published>2011-06-29T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T22:05:28.855-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freya&apos;s Mates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><title type='text'>New Release: Freya's Mates (Pack Seduction, #2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Freya%27s-Mates-by-Stacey-Espino.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKIcG-eys4U/TgvZHrPTTOI/AAAAAAAABUU/W9RV0gPEMmA/s400/FM_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;It's here...the second book in the &lt;em&gt;Pack Seduction&lt;/em&gt; series!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Freya%27s-Mates-by-Stacey-Espino.html"&gt;BUY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREYA'S MATES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freya's on her own, lost in a new city. Being of royal blood, every male shifter would kill to have her as a mate. Staying in hiding is her number one priority. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hunger leads her to the rear of a night club in search of food, she comes across a human who arouses a new desire within her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside the club, she's caught skipping out on her bill and forced to deal with the club owner and bartender, both sexier-than-sin shifters. Will she be able to submit to the three men? Can there be a future with a human mate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Be Warned: menage a quatre romance, menage sex, anal sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Excerpt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look cold," said Gideon. All three men moved in on her once the door closed. "How about we warm you up, pretty little wolf?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat already bloomed in her core, lighting up her extremities. Her lion and cougar looked absolutely savage, sexual hunger burning in their eyes. She wasn't immune to their desire. It pulled her in, making all her insecurities, worries, and doubts fizzle away. All that remained was need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hadn't asked Darius to leave even though he wasn't yet her mate. And Darius hadn't shown signs of revulsion to the idea of sharing her…yet. Vincent stripped off his shirt, offering his perfectly chiseled body for her pleasure. She loved every inch of him, from his lean muscled frame, to his armband tats, to his unkempt dirty-blonde hair. When he approached, she eagerly wrapped her arms around his neck and sought his mouth. Her bare flesh pressed against his sizzled, making her pussy pulse, strong and demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She smells ripe, Vincent," said Gideon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That she does." He nipped his way down her neck and across her shoulder. Pleasure bordering on pain, and the promise of the intense, feral sex she craved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do we let the human play?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The human is standing right here." Darius plucked off his own shirt. He was gloriously bronzed and wickedly tempting for a non-shifter. The faint scent of cigarillos and alcohol clung to him, increasing her arousal. She'd do anything to ensure he joined in with them tonight, even if she had to drop down to her knees and suck his cock in front of her mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He gets to play," said Carna. She reached for Darius' hand and placed it on her breast. Gideon's golden eyes traced the movement. She half expected him to snap the human's wrist in two for daring to touch her, but his guarded stance softened and he began unbuckling his pants instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once shirtless with his zipper down, Gideon ordered her to her knees. She knew his alpha lion would demand to dominate with a new male in the room, and she reveled in every minute of it. The floor was cool on her knees, but only an afterthought. She pulled the flaps of his pants wider and freed his cock from his boxers. Up close, he was massive—long, thick, and virile. She imagined that heavy cock being rammed into her achy pussy, but her needs would have to wait a little while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go on, Freya. I want to feel you sucking me. Suck me while your human watches."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked on the bulbous tip. Her womb continually spasmed, coiling tight with her increasing desperation to be fucked. She could hear Darius in the background, insisting the human wasn't the only other man in the room. Gideon's cock was hot and pulsed each time she suckled it. She lost herself in the act, grabbing the base in a loose fist, pumping and sucking, licking and teasing. Before long, he pushed her shoulders back, releasing her suction. "No more. You'll have me coming in no time with a mouth like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hoisted her to her feet as if she weighed mere pounds. His mouth on hers was demanding and probed deep. As they backed up, she hit a wall of hard male flesh, an aroused dick prodding her back to match the one to her front. Her desires grew sinfully high and she couldn't help it when her fangs lengthened. She didn't want to startle Darius too much. He'd already been taking all the revelations so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bite me, Freya," Gideon growled. She didn't hesitate, but lashed forward in a vicious, yet erotic attack. Her teeth sinking into his thick muscles was heavenly, transporting her to a new realm. She didn't care what they did to her at this point, she needed so much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7623932231687572300?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7623932231687572300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7623932231687572300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7623932231687572300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7623932231687572300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-release-freyas-mates-pack-seduction.html' title='New Release: Freya&apos;s Mates (Pack Seduction, #2)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKIcG-eys4U/TgvZHrPTTOI/AAAAAAAABUU/W9RV0gPEMmA/s72-c/FM_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-724072859986964281</id><published>2011-06-27T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T08:37:19.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>New Reviews for Bella's Wolves (Love Bites, #2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/bellas-wolves"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKxUfTnjXmk/Tgh4KSmbgEI/AAAAAAAABRo/pgdxZY49XAk/s400/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hea-reviews.blogspot.com/2011/06/review-bellas-wolves-by-stacey-espino.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happily Ever After Reviews&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy's Review &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey brought another great read. She has you sitting reading every word and anticipating the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella grew up knowing that she wasn't complete. She bragged about her camping experience and how she could survive on her own. Well bragging brought her to the situation she finds herself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella's friend Amanda told her to dress for the evening, what she didn't tell her was that she was going on a camping trip with her boyfriend, who Bella couldn't stand, and another couple. Just what Bella wanted—to be 5th wheel. Being stranded and going alone in the woods trying to find wood and berries, Bella comes across two men who she finds attractive and just what she wanted. Ben and Draco find the woman who is their mate even if she is just human; but which one will be claiming her first? Their animal instinct wants to protect and claim their mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they don't realize is there is more to Bella than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey has you on edge, not knowing exactly what is going to happen next. The adventure adds to Bella and her men, Ben and Draco's, lives and what they mean to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is well written, and even though it is a sequel, you really can read it alone and enjoy it immensely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Tea Cups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/BookReviews/bellaswolvesbystaceyespino.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Coffee Time Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 4 Cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella has been on her own for years, because she could not stand how overprotective and controlling her parents were. She has had to work jobs that do not pay much more than minimum wage and lives with a roommate, but at least she is the captain of her own ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Draco are werewolves. Ben knows the city and how to survive there, even if he chooses to live in the woods with his pack. Draco knows little of the city, and does not care to learn about the city or anything connected to it or humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bella’s best friend, Amanda, tells her to dress “hot,” Bella thinks she means “sexy.” Unfortunately, what Amanda should have said was “dress warm.” When Amanda arrives in a large vehicle with her boyfriend, Keith, and their friend, Sara, and her boyfriend and announces they are all going on a camping trip for the weekend, Bella is less than enthused. As much as she loved the woods when she was a child, now she fears them, and being stuck as the fifth wheel to the two couples is not her idea of a good time. Things go from bad to worse when she realizes that none of the people with her have any skills for surviving in the wilderness. The fact becomes even more apparent when she realizes they have no food, and did not bring a lighter or matches to start a fire. Scared, cold, and hungry Bella goes into the wood looking for kindling, which she finds, but she is also, unbeknowest to her, found by the werewolf Ben, who knows by her scent that she is his mate. He approaches their campground and Bella and uses the opportunity to introduce himself. Unfortunately, his plans go awary when a fellow packmate, Draco, also recognizes her as his mate. Which werewolf will claim the lovely Bella? Only time and her secrets will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly enjoyed Bella’s Wolves, and the punchline to the whole story is absolutely fantastic and made this story well worth reading! The sex is absolutely phenomenal and uber hot. I liked the dichotomy between Ben and Draco. Their personalities are completely different, but I really enjoyed how in the end, protecting Bella was what was truly important to them both, enough so that at least a few of their differences were set aside. Bella has an interesting personality as well. I really liked her independence and willingness to break away from her parents and their money to make it on her own. Overall, this was a great story that I am more than happy to recommend to others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance &amp;amp; More &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="50" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xe2fUw--Mv4/Tgh4ZEJCdcI/AAAAAAAABRs/-z62y1BgXPY/s400/se-lb-banner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-724072859986964281?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/724072859986964281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=724072859986964281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/724072859986964281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/724072859986964281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-reviews-for-bellas-wolves-love.html' title='New Reviews for Bella&apos;s Wolves (Love Bites, #2)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKxUfTnjXmk/Tgh4KSmbgEI/AAAAAAAABRo/pgdxZY49XAk/s72-c/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-6969077925370225505</id><published>2011-06-26T04:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T04:58:00.250-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VnKCvgpp75s/TgU1JWL0GYI/AAAAAAAABRk/vmrNxZI9Yec/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oD0YACyZjEU/TgU0dqtXyMI/AAAAAAAABRg/URVh05_npkI/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These&amp;nbsp;6 are&amp;nbsp;from my newest western menage release, Taming Jenna (sequel to Saving Grace)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;He dumped the rest of his coffee into the sink and set his empty mug on the counter. “That’ll never be me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;“Well, aren’t you Prince Charming, Mansfield. I thought even you would appreciate a happy ending.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;“My life hasn’t been a fairy tale, darlin’. I gave up on dreams long ago.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-6969077925370225505?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/6969077925370225505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=6969077925370225505&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6969077925370225505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/6969077925370225505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/six-sentence-sunday_26.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VnKCvgpp75s/TgU1JWL0GYI/AAAAAAAABRk/vmrNxZI9Yec/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-3557814340813002197</id><published>2011-06-19T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T10:13:16.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cgk9yglll8o/Tf4CzLCex5I/AAAAAAAABPs/h7NA9LGFyxk/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4etmSSf6-k/Tf4DB9Nq0vI/AAAAAAAABPw/BvzO73TZsNA/s400/FM_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'm late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;These six are from my upcoming June release, Freya's Mates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She prided herself from not flinching or pulling away from the contact. He licked his full lips in a slow drag, mesmerizing her, making her imagine what his tongue would feel like trailing over her beaded nipples. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don’t remember saying I wanted you, princess." He tweaked her nose before striding away. Anger bloomed inside her. Why didn't he want her, everyone did! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-3557814340813002197?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/3557814340813002197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=3557814340813002197&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3557814340813002197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3557814340813002197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/six-sentence-sunday_19.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cgk9yglll8o/Tf4CzLCex5I/AAAAAAAABPs/h7NA9LGFyxk/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5582529225147040280</id><published>2011-06-14T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T18:00:08.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>5 Star Review for TAMING JENNA and Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefictionalbookshelf.blogspot.com/2011/06/taming-jenna-erotic-cowboy-rom/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5egEPIYWNE/TffZQhCni0I/AAAAAAAABPo/FOjRp5OzcRQ/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefictionalbookshelf.blogspot.com/2011/06/taming-jenna-erotic-cowboy-rom/"&gt;The Fictional Bookshelf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My take on it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taming Jenna - is an erotic cowboy ménage trois with unique and unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;characters -Jenna, Connor, and Trevor (two hot rugged cowboys and one cowgirl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love scenes between the three were highly erotic, thought provoking and wild&lt;br /&gt;beyond my imagination. I applaud Stacey Espino, the author, for writing a ménage&lt;br /&gt;trois with well-developed characters whose stories/backgrounds made the love&lt;br /&gt;triangle feel more meaningful and heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story contains several sex scenes, toys, sexual domination, double&lt;br /&gt;penetration, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I loved about the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The plot flowed smoothly and didn't have any slow points that typically make&lt;br /&gt;me want to put a book down.&lt;br /&gt;2. The men were drool worthy.&lt;br /&gt;3. The love scenes were HOT.&lt;br /&gt;4. The settings, the descriptions, and the play toys were described in a way I&lt;br /&gt;felt like I was watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;5. The overall plot was realistic. It didn't seem phony or forced in anyway. I&lt;br /&gt;could actually picture the story happening in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget this wild western romance set in modern times for quite some&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book 5 out of 5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefictionalbookshelf.blogspot.com/2011/06/taming-jenna-erotic-cowboy-rom/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Click here for the Review and GIVEAWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-5582529225147040280?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/5582529225147040280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=5582529225147040280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5582529225147040280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5582529225147040280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-star-review-for-taming-jenna-and.html' title='5 Star Review for TAMING JENNA and Giveaway!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5egEPIYWNE/TffZQhCni0I/AAAAAAAABPo/FOjRp5OzcRQ/s72-c/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7955410592053808661</id><published>2011-06-12T04:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T04:44:00.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNsin88SRB0/TfPhvBxOpdI/AAAAAAAABPg/U0M9qyVAk5Q/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNsin88SRB0/TfPhvBxOpdI/AAAAAAAABPg/U0M9qyVAk5Q/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3XWg6mYoCnI/TfPi8bZRvpI/AAAAAAAABPk/8PCBLPt2WFE/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3XWg6mYoCnI/TfPi8bZRvpI/AAAAAAAABPk/8PCBLPt2WFE/s320/1.jpg" t8="true" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;These six are from my newly contracted western menage, HARDCORE COWBOYS (Ride 'em Hard, #1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Coming Soon to Siren Publishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Copyright (c) 2011 Stacey Espino﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could smell the deep, rich scent of chocolate. He twirled the brush around her clit, teasing her hypersensitive bud. When he brought a chocolate covered thumb to her mouth, she eagerly sucked on it, savoring the flavor and the illicit act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's your favorite thing besides that old mare of yours, Cord?" asked Val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He narrowed his hypnotizing blue eyes at her like a wild animal about to strike, his thumb still between her lips. "&lt;em&gt;Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7955410592053808661?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7955410592053808661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7955410592053808661&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7955410592053808661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7955410592053808661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/six-sentence-sunday.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNsin88SRB0/TfPhvBxOpdI/AAAAAAAABPg/U0M9qyVAk5Q/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5887953861136481117</id><published>2011-06-07T16:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:03:54.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><title type='text'>10 Common Writing Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMzKott9mDA/Te52sH32fgI/AAAAAAAABPU/Vn3HEemFIEU/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMzKott9mDA/Te52sH32fgI/AAAAAAAABPU/Vn3HEemFIEU/s320/1.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;NEWBIE MISTAKES WHEN WRITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've had several new authors ask me for advice on editing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, after chatting with some author/editor friends, it seems there are some common (sometimes irritating) habits that new authors tend to show in their writing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Let's begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1.) ﻿Show, Don't Tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone has heard this one, right?&amp;nbsp; What does it really mean when you're writing?&amp;nbsp; Well, for one, all show and no tell makes for a very heavy, unpleasant read.&amp;nbsp; There needs to be balance, like everything else in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is a &lt;em&gt;'tell sentence'&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;He was cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We know he's cold, but we don't get much out of this sentence.&amp;nbsp; It's weak and lacking. By &lt;em&gt;'showing', &lt;/em&gt;you don't even need to tell the reader he's cold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;He pulled the blanket securely around his shoulders to keep his teeth from chattering.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;See?&amp;nbsp; I never told you he was cold, but you probably guessed it. You'll also add plenty of word count to your MS by getting rid of the 'telling' parts.&amp;nbsp; Readers want an experience, a visual painted for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2.) Punctuating Dialogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is basic, but a mistake made over and over again by new authors.&amp;nbsp; A piece of dialogue must have a start and finish, just like a regular sentence. A true dialogue tag is part of the dialogue, so the period would come after the tag.&amp;nbsp; If it's an action tag, it's its own sentence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I love you." He said.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NO!&amp;nbsp; 'He said' is part of the dialogue. These are not two separate thoughts.&amp;nbsp; It should be &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I love you," he said.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You'd only add a period within the quotations if the character didn't use said, whispered, barked, or any other variation of speaking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This could stand on its own. You don't have to have a tag, in fact, they should be minimal if it's obvious who's talking. Or it could have an action tag attached.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I love you." He laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's right, you can't 'laugh' dialogue, so it's an action tag separate from the dialogue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This one is hard to explain, but I hope you get the gist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;3.) Using sentences that start with ING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's a common mistake by new authors to flip a sentence around when it's perfectly fine the way it is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Joe stood in the doorway with a bag of groceries.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; That's fine.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Don't go and flip it around. &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Standing in the doorway, Joe held a bag of groceries.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Once in awhile is fine, it adds some variety, but when most of your writing consists of this style it's torture to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.) It's, You're, Their, Than&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OMG.&amp;nbsp; Why does this keep happening?&amp;nbsp;I'm horrible at explaining things, but here it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's&lt;/em&gt; is used to replace &lt;em&gt;it is&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; "I like it's spots."&lt;/span&gt; This sentence just doesn't make sense.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Its my turn."&lt;/span&gt; This also doesn't make sense when you break it down because it should be &lt;em&gt;it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Same thing with y&lt;em&gt;ou're.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's used to replace &lt;em&gt;you are.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Is that you're coat?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's&amp;nbsp;just wrong.&amp;nbsp; The same way this one is wrong when you break it down: &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Your my favorite sister."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their&lt;/em&gt; is possessive, it has ownership qualities. &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I love their store display."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; The store display belongs to someone—it's &lt;em&gt;theirs.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There&lt;/em&gt; usually relates to location.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"There's a store display over there."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than &lt;/em&gt;is used in comparisons.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Then&lt;/em&gt; is used for sequences/time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"You think you're better &lt;em&gt;than&lt;/em&gt; me?"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; There's a comparison in there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"You go straight, and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; turn left."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Sequence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;5.) Sentence Variation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't start each sentence with &lt;em&gt;he/she&lt;/em&gt; or the character's name.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Please don't.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Use variety.&amp;nbsp; Use different sentence lengths and structures so the reading goes along smoothly. If you notice the previous paragraph started with &lt;em&gt;she,&lt;/em&gt; use her real name or play with the sentence so it doesn't need to start with the character's name.&amp;nbsp; That doesn't mean switching it around and using&amp;nbsp;ING to start it! &lt;em&gt;Yes, I used an exclamation point (see #9).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;6.) Mix of dialogue, backstory, and action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Who wants to read pages of backstory or inner reflection, especially at the beginning of a book?&amp;nbsp; The same goes for pages of dialogue with nothing in between.&amp;nbsp; Find a nice mix of the three to keep your reader entertained.&amp;nbsp; Break down any backstory into smaller chunks so it's not in your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;7.) Head Hopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh boy.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; A character should never have an inner dialogue moment&amp;nbsp;like this:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"She brushed her beautiful, chestnut hair."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; A person shouldn't be thinking this way in their own POV unless they're vain.&amp;nbsp; The hero can think this, but it's not his POV right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And don't stick them in front of a mirror to give the reader their description.&amp;nbsp; Wait until you switch POV's or find a way to describe them without making it obvious. Be creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When you're writing from one character's POV, you are them—you only write what they feel, see, hear.&amp;nbsp; They shouldn't know what buddy is doing in the next house over or know how their lover feels.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is what makes writing great.&amp;nbsp; You can see the story from different POVs, and sometimes they clash making the reader crazy because they know things the characters do not:&amp;nbsp; He thinks she hates him, she's just shy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.) SEX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't write sex scenes like you're reading off an instruction sheet.&amp;nbsp; They shouldn't feel mechanical.&amp;nbsp; Use a mix of action, emotion, even dialogue.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise your sex scene will lack passion, and it will feel like an old Sex Ed class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.) Exclamation Points&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You very rarely need to use these.&amp;nbsp; If you do, it should be life or death.&amp;nbsp; Rather, you should use your writing to show the importance of the words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Lucy was mad!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Okay, we get she's really mad, but we don't feel it.&amp;nbsp; This is another 'telling' sentence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Lucy bit the inside of her cheek to keep from screaming.&amp;nbsp; She kicked over her favorite potted plant, and didn't give a shit about the mess.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; You can go even further to describe her anger without using a pesky exclamation point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;10.) Tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Choose a tense and stick with it for the book.&amp;nbsp; Most romance books are written in past tense.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She loved him—he was her whole world. From the minute she woke up, he was on her mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It would be mixing tenses to say. &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She loved him—he is her whole world. From the minute she wakes up, he was on her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Okay it's a mess, but you get the idea.&amp;nbsp; It's mixing past and present tense making it just wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Hope this helped :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-5887953861136481117?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/5887953861136481117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=5887953861136481117&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5887953861136481117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5887953861136481117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/10-common-writing-mistakes.html' title='10 Common Writing Mistakes'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMzKott9mDA/Te52sH32fgI/AAAAAAAABPU/Vn3HEemFIEU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8585259604660527095</id><published>2011-06-02T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:21:41.487-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>Giveaway Contests!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authorisland.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRGT0lsd1tM/TegKlCUe7BI/AAAAAAAABPM/bEE3pgMYu6c/s400/prizes+002.JPG" t8="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Win this fun necklace and earrings set!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;BELLA'S WOLVES CONTEST @ Author Island!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the fifth wheel on a group camping trip isn't Bella's idea of a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than sulk, she decides to explore the old growth forests. She finds more than expected during her innocent hike in the woods. What will she do when two gorgeous men want to claim her body and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Draco both believe they've found their mate - a human no less. Who does she belong to? They're both determined to win her over and be the first shifter to administer their love bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/bellas-wolves"&gt;BUY THE eBOOK *** READ THE EXCERPT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;WIN -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To get your name in the hat for this beautiful necklace and earring set, read the excerpt to find out what Draco asked her if she liked to do. Email your answer to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;AuthorIsland at yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, along with your name and address. Please put "Stacey Espino" in the subject line. A winner will be drawn from all entries on June 30th - Good Luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;There's another contest at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://hea-reviews.blogspot.com/2011/05/giveaway-spotlight-taming-jenna-by.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happily Ever After Reviews.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contest ends tomorrow (Friday, June 3rd at 3:00 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Win a copy of TAMING JENNA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FLZyUFP3vxc/TegMUcvHRDI/AAAAAAAABPQ/RLZE6rGpAE8/s1600/se-tamingjenna3.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just need to follow the blog and enter your name/email in the comments &lt;a href="http://hea-reviews.blogspot.com/2011/05/giveaway-spotlight-taming-jenna-by.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;New contest COMING SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8585259604660527095?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8585259604660527095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8585259604660527095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8585259604660527095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8585259604660527095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/06/giveaway-contests.html' title='Giveaway Contests!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRGT0lsd1tM/TegKlCUe7BI/AAAAAAAABPM/bEE3pgMYu6c/s72-c/prizes+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5956831095772122142</id><published>2011-05-29T11:27:00.038-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T11:27:00.539-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>Guest Blogger and Giveaway: Randi Alexander</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;New Release and Book Giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank Stacey for interviewing me today. I'm Randi Alexander and I write cowboy erotic romance. My first book, &lt;a href="http://thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=182&amp;amp;products_id=827"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chase and Seduction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was released May 27 from The Wild Rose Press' Cowboy Kink line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Let's get to know Randi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1)Tell us a bit about the Cowboy Kink series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy Kink is the brainchild of The Wild Rose Press Scarlet Rose line. The criteria for these novels is - well, yes, kinky - but also stories about real cowboys. Each author writes their own idea of what a kinky cowboy does in his free time. Some are not too wild, others are way out there, but each story includes a sweet, heaping spoonful of romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2) What is your favorite type of hero to write and read about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to write alpha heroes, guys with brawn and balls (sorry, can I say balls on your blog?) but also a lot of heart and soul. Flawed characters who find that meeting the right woman for them is all the encouragement they need to become the man they truly want to be. I'll read just about anything about any hero, as long as there's a happily ever after ending ;-})&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;3) How often do you write? How long does it take you to complete a book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write as many hours as I can weekdays, stopping only to greet my hubby when he comes in the door after work, then take time to make us supper. Then I try to get in a couple evening hours, too. Weekends I reserve for social networking and sometimes even friends and family, if they're lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write fast. I wrote Her Cowboy Stud in three days - it's 40 pages. Revisions can take a lot longer, especially after my amazing critique partners set me straight on what they'd like to see added. But I can finish a 200 page novel - from outline to submittal - in two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;4) What is the Wild and Wicked Cowboy blog all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wildandwickedcowboys.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wild and Wicked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a fabulous blog of 14 authors all published in cowboy erotic romance. Most of the authors are published in other genres as well, but our connecting link is the cowboy. Each day, one of the 14 - or a guest blogger - posts a blog about something western related. And it's interesting! I've learned a lot just by reading everyone's blogs. We have some very creative, funny, passionate writers on that blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;5) What are you working on now and what can we expect from you in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cowboy kink. The story rambling around in my head right now is about a bull rider and a nanny. Lots of conflict there! An unpublished novella, One Taste of You, finaled in the Passionate Ink's Stroke of Midnight contest, and the winner be announced at the RWA (Romance Writers of America) conference at the end of June. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to share the blurb and a spicy excerpt for you. And please leave a comment for your chance to win an e-book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgajuw25Y-M/TeGUNLQWsdI/AAAAAAAABPE/APAWt7xdCM8/s1600/Pic+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgajuw25Y-M/TeGUNLQWsdI/AAAAAAAABPE/APAWt7xdCM8/s400/Pic+1.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb: Country music superstar/actor Chase Tanner has yet to be denied anything–and he’s never wanted anything or anyone more than gorgeous screenplay writer Reno Linden. So when the film they are working on is finally finished, Chase decides to turn up the volume on seducing Reno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno Linden lived a quiet, rural life until she was thrust into the Hollywood scene when her book was adapted to film. Chase Tanner is larger than life, sinfully sexy and hell-bent on getting her into bed. Skittish after a failed wedding engagement, Reno risks the plunge into Chase’s arms, and is surprised that her good girl self can keep up with bad boy Chase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Chase returns to his cowboy roots often, and Reno cherishes the time spent with him on his ranch, the two find their careers pulling them in different directions. Will their attraction survive the glitz and stress of fame? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;~Sizzling Hot Romance Reviews gives Chase and Seduction 5 Hearts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the release of &lt;a href="http://thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=182&amp;amp;products_id=827"&gt;Chase and Seduction&lt;/a&gt;, I'm giving away, to one lucky *commenter, an e-copy of my novella Her Cowboy Stud. Just leave a comment today and we'll choose a winner tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Commenter must be 18 years of age or older to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d27Vf_GbO2E/TeGUcsKDRzI/AAAAAAAABPI/LaTQ3xuXqKM/s1600/Pic+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d27Vf_GbO2E/TeGUcsKDRzI/AAAAAAAABPI/LaTQ3xuXqKM/s400/Pic+2.jpg" t8="true" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also giving away a cowgirl hat to one subscriber to my newsletter. For more details, and to sign up for this contest, please go to my &lt;a href="http://www.randialexander.com/"&gt;WEBSITE&lt;/a&gt;. And while you're there, you can read the first chapter of &lt;a href="http://thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=182&amp;amp;products_id=827"&gt;Chase and Seduction&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, and thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randialexander.com/"&gt;Randi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-5956831095772122142?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/5956831095772122142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=5956831095772122142&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5956831095772122142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5956831095772122142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/guest-blogger-and-giveaway-randi.html' title='Guest Blogger and Giveaway: Randi Alexander'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgajuw25Y-M/TeGUNLQWsdI/AAAAAAAABPE/APAWt7xdCM8/s72-c/Pic+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-556072408000509371</id><published>2011-05-29T04:01:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T04:01:00.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_z8AyYSBC0/TeAtfpngzuI/AAAAAAAABO8/8zPIqlqCIYA/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_z8AyYSBC0/TeAtfpngzuI/AAAAAAAABO8/8zPIqlqCIYA/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dd0UrJXu9gw/TeAtmO6eO4I/AAAAAAAABPA/yxM8qz2Ttwo/s1600/STOCK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dd0UrJXu9gw/TeAtmO6eO4I/AAAAAAAABPA/yxM8qz2Ttwo/s320/STOCK.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from my upcoming Western Menage a Quatre Romance.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 cowboy brothers + 1 city girl = love, forgiveness, and smokin' hot menage sex!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"This place is a fucking shrine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Look at it!"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He ran a finger over the thick dust on the mantle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nothing had changed over the years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They dared not touch a thing, so afraid of erasing memories of the past.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But life was passing them by.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(c) copyright 2011 Stacey Espino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-556072408000509371?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/556072408000509371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=556072408000509371&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/556072408000509371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/556072408000509371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/six-sentence-sunday_29.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_z8AyYSBC0/TeAtfpngzuI/AAAAAAAABO8/8zPIqlqCIYA/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8688331066800251853</id><published>2011-05-26T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T08:57:04.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winona Wilder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy Drifter'/><title type='text'>New Release!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/cowboy-drifter"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FU6HwG3KmQ8/Td5M8UUH3xI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dNT-c2TyAFw/s400/ww-co-drifter-full.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/cowboy-drifter"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;BUY HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This new release is offered at a 10% discount for one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, sex toys, light BDSM]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;James doesn't know how he'll survive a road trip with Jet Cartwright. The cowboy drifter has been his wet dream for years, and keeping his true feelings hidden takes a herculean effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jet travels the rodeo circuit and handles horse trading for busy ranchers. Settling down never crossed his mind—until he meets James, a mix of innocence and raw sex appeal. Jet quickly learns that he's willing to give up his ways for the young blond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Will James be able to come clean with his feelings? Will Jet be able to show the younger man the many pleasures of the flesh, and will that be enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;STORY EXCERPT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;After he dropped the metal ramp with an echoing boom, he plucked off his cowboy hat long enough to drag his hand through his tousled hair. Jet stared up at the sky, tracking the movement of the sun and clouds. James only watched with awe and respect of such a traveled, experienced cowboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Clouds are rolling in fast now. I’d say we best hurry on our way. There’ll be a rainstorm tonight, a good one.” James believed every word. When his father said there’d be rain, it always arrived as promised whether the weatherman agreed or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;James followed Jet into the narrow confines between the horses, patting the nervous Arabian on the rump before passing. Jet’s back was toned to perfection. James wanted to reach out and trail his hand down the length of his backbone. Fuck, Jet even had a nice ass, hard and round, filling out his jeans in an unholy way. “Do your tattoos mean anything?” he asked when they reached the end of the metal trailer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Hope you’re not considering getting one yourself.” Jet turned and leaned against the metal, sighing and closing his eyes briefly. The cool metal would be a sharp relief from the stifling humid heat in the trailer. “You have a beautiful body. I’d hate to see it marked up.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;A beautiful body? Did men normally talk this way to each other? Jet was one hundred percent alpha-male goodness, so it must be politically correct to compliment another man. “I think your ink makes you look even hotter.” James bit his lower lip after he spoke, regretting his choice of words. The way Jet froze and stared into his eyes spoke volumes to the inappropriate nature of his comment. Perhaps only real men could say such things, not young questionable farm boys like James. Those with an openly gay brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“You think I’m hot?” Jet found humor in this, smirking as he rubbed his hand over his tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;James swallowed hard. Why couldn’t Jet put his shirt back on? The distraction was making it difficult to maintain his charade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Go on,” he coaxed. “I know you want to touch it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;He had no idea the things James wanted to do. His mind was a playground of unsavory and lewd acts he’d like to partake in with the older man. But he did need to touch Jet. He reached out without being prodded and flattened his palm over the other man’s shoulder. His skin was so warm and firm. He traced the pattern of the scrollwork down his arm, disappointed when he reached unmarked flesh. “I like it,” he whispered, not trusting his full voice to crack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Do you like me?” Jet used a curved finger under James’s chin to raise his vision from the trailer floor to meet his gaze. “Don’t play games with me, James. Do you like me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Yes.” Fuck, he’d gone and said it. But he liked his parents, his brothers, his friends. There was no shame in admitting he liked Jet, right? But he didn’t just like the man, he craved him, desired him to the point of insanity. His cock grew impossibly stiff, lust and nerves combining together in an oddly erotic experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Then really touch me.” Jet’s lips were parted, his eyes half mast, clearly mirroring his pent-up lust. Could it be true? James was still terrified this was all a misunderstanding or possibly a test planned by his father. But not going along with the invitation was not an option at this point. Boldness took over. James placed his hand on Jet’s pec, squeezing slightly. His body felt hard and edible. He wanted to sink his teeth into the thick muscles and trail his tongue down those ripped abs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“James, you’re not being a good boy.” Jet grabbed his wrist and brought it down past his belt line. When the other man pressed his hand against the dominant bulge in his jeans, James gasped aloud. No more guessing games. Jet wanted him in carnal ways. How could such a hard-core cowboy be gay? It went against everything he was taught. If Waylon and Jet liked men, then maybe James was normal, too. “Feel that? That’s what you do to me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“I didn’t know.” Pressure began to build in his balls as heat radiated through his body. His urge to kiss the other man overwhelmed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“You ever suck a man’s dick, James?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;His face heated, and he pulled his hand away as if he’d been scalded. “No!” Even though they were being open and honest, he’d been brainwashed to find disgust in such talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“That’s right. You’ve never been with a man before, have you? I like that. You’ll be mine. Just for me.” The deep, authoritative tone of Jet’s voice had James ready and willing to submit, to be owned and dominated by this rugged cowboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ADULT EXCERPT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Jet gently spread James’s ass cheeks apart and admired the tight puckered rosette. He wanted to bend over and lick the cute little virgin hole but went to work by drizzling a line of lube down James’s crack. Jet kneaded his firm, muscled ass as he inched closer and closer to his target. When he ever so slowly inserted one finger into the tight entrance, James moaned and clenched down tight around his digit. The man’s body tensed, not unusual for one so inexperienced. Jet compensated, keeping his finger lodged in the man’s ass while reaching around to stroke his erection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;James groaned and loosened up. Jet pumped the hard shaft while circling his ass with his finger to stretch the unforgiving anal ring. He continued the sequence—pumping and circling while wiggling his finger. Next he inserted a second. “Push against me, James. Don’t tighten up.” Too bad he didn’t have his toys handy. He couldn’t peel himself away from James to grab the little bag in the backseat. Later. “Your ass is tight, baby. You’re gonna feel so good around my dick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“I can’t stop it, Jet. I’m gonna come.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Jet pulled his hand away from James’s cock. “Not yet, sweet thing. I haven’t even deflowered you yet.” He aimed his rigid erection at James’s asshole and thrust forward in a steady, smooth motion. The young cowboy gritted his teeth loud enough to hear, his fists so tight the knuckles were white. “Relax. Take my cock in your ass. Feel it filling you, stretching you. The pressure won’t last, I promise.” The muscles in James’s back shifted with his rapid breathing and squirming. Such a beautiful, toned body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;James grunted once Jet was fully seated, balls deep in his ass. Jet stilled, allowing the cowboy time to adjust, to become accustomed to having a big dick penetrating him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“If you promise not to come, you can stroke your dick. It’ll help you relax. Can you do that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;James nodded and reached one arm down between his body and the truck bed. The thick muscles in his shoulder and arm went to work as he rapidly pumped his shaft. “I’m going to start fucking you now,” he warned. After pulling his dick out, he pistoned back in, back and forth in long, languid strokes. Jet was in heaven, watching his cock emerge and disappear into the tight ass over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;When James moaned, an erotic plea, Jet knew he’d crossed the line from pain into pleasure. He gripped the young man’s hips and pumped his cock in and out of his ass in firm, rapid movements. As the minutes passed, James wriggled against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. “You’re mine, James. Your ass is mine. Your cock is mine. Tell me it’s true.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;James only moaned each time he exhaled, too far gone for speech. Jet froze. “Answer me, baby. Tell me your cock and your ass belong to me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Yes!” James panted. “I’m yours. You own my cock and my ass.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8688331066800251853?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8688331066800251853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8688331066800251853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8688331066800251853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8688331066800251853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-release.html' title='New Release!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FU6HwG3KmQ8/Td5M8UUH3xI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dNT-c2TyAFw/s72-c/ww-co-drifter-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-2296276964195016683</id><published>2011-05-22T04:04:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T04:04:00.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLeyR-JymE4/TdhTIUH4qmI/AAAAAAAABO0/z1teOwNl9W4/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgcWjZr9ZU8/TdhTcM8NvYI/AAAAAAAABO4/IbCq8sVb8ZU/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from my recent release, Taming Jenna (sequel to Saving Grace)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He dropped his bent-up leg and stepped toward her, each step ringing with that familiar metallic chime. She instinctively moved back, her heart beginning to race. She took a quick glance to her left to eye her rifle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You gonna shoot me?” He kept coming until she was past her horse and out of reach of her weapon. “I have a better idea.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-2296276964195016683?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/2296276964195016683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=2296276964195016683&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2296276964195016683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2296276964195016683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/six-sentence-sunday_22.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLeyR-JymE4/TdhTIUH4qmI/AAAAAAAABO0/z1teOwNl9W4/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1879940896381181511</id><published>2011-05-19T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T08:59:57.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winona Wilder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy Drifter'/><title type='text'>Cowboy Drifter [Erotic Western M/M] Now on Pre-Order!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/cowboy-drifter"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0tsgIXHDFbw/TdUTz44d1LI/AAAAAAAABOw/Ou43T2bAE1I/s400/ww-co-drifter-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AVAILABLE: Thursday, May 26th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/cowboy-drifter"&gt;Pre-Order&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;This new release is offered at a 10% discount for one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, sex toys, light BDSM]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James doesn't know how he'll survive a road trip with Jet Cartwright. The cowboy drifter has been his wet dream for years, and keeping his true feelings hidden takes a herculean effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jet travels the rodeo circuit and handles horse trading for busy ranchers. Settling down never crossed his mind—until he meets James, a mix of innocence and raw sex appeal. Jet quickly learns that he's willing to give up his ways for the young blond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will James be able to come clean with his feelings? Will Jet be able to show the younger man the many pleasures of the flesh, and will that be enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1879940896381181511?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1879940896381181511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1879940896381181511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1879940896381181511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1879940896381181511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/cowboy-drifter-erotic-western-mm-now-on.html' title='Cowboy Drifter [Erotic Western M/M] Now on Pre-Order!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0tsgIXHDFbw/TdUTz44d1LI/AAAAAAAABOw/Ou43T2bAE1I/s72-c/ww-co-drifter-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-2084490588144531900</id><published>2011-05-19T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T08:56:53.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><title type='text'>It's Here!  Bella's Wolves is Now Available!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/bellas-wolves"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw412Bxp3A4/TdUS-nuEuLI/AAAAAAAABOs/pIrBD36cVoM/s400/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Bella's Wolves (Love Bites, #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;This new release is offered at a 10% discount for one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/bellas-wolves"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;BUY LINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, werewolves, spanking]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the fifth wheel on a group camping trip isn't Bella's idea of a good time. Rather than sulk, she decides to explore the old growth forests. She finds more than expected during her innocent hike in the woods. What will she do when two gorgeous men want to claim her body and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Draco both believe they've found their mate—a human no less. Who does she belong to? They're both determined to win her over and be the first shifter to administer their love bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Special release day discount: For one week only, Taming Jenna, Cowboy Domination and Womankind by Stacey Espino are 15% off! Offer ends May 25th.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-2084490588144531900?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/2084490588144531900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=2084490588144531900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2084490588144531900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/2084490588144531900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-here-bellas-wolves-is-now-available.html' title='It&apos;s Here!  Bella&apos;s Wolves is Now Available!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw412Bxp3A4/TdUS-nuEuLI/AAAAAAAABOs/pIrBD36cVoM/s72-c/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8344751168657158122</id><published>2011-05-19T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T08:53:03.173-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claiming Their Mate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Review: CLAIMING THEIR MATE (Pack Seduction, #1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Claiming-Their-Mate-by-Stacey-Espino.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IGxjcrd-xU/TdURaQP6fFI/AAAAAAAABOo/kBEAC-pd_Zo/s400/CTM_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;5 Hoot Review from &lt;a href="http://www.nocturnereads.com/Claiming-Their-Mate---Stacey-Espino.html"&gt;Nocturne Reads&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Menage a Cinq Paranormal Romance] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carna and her sisters carry the last of the royal blood. Every male shifter in the world craves to mate with one of the elusive princesses to secure their place in history. Only royal blood will ensure the continuation of all shifter species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she may be the heir to future generations, Carna wants no part in a forced seduction. She's independent and wants to make her own choices, and mate for love, not out of necessity. Carna and her sisters split up and go into hiding, but not for long... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a rogue group of shifters captures Carna and insists she choose one of them as her mate, she puts up the fight of her life, escaping into the forest. Once on the run again, she quickly learns that running and hiding are taking their toll on her. She needs to settle down and why not with one or more of the sexy men begging for her affections? But can she find love amongst all the chaos? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carna is a lucky woman with four hot alpha males wanting her for themselves. I really wish this story will continue as a trilogy, cause it left me wanting more. She's a strong woman (physically too) and wants to mate not to be someone's prize, but to settle down with someone she loves. I can't wait to hear about Carna's sisters! This novella was a great, steamy read, proving that four men sharing a princess has all the right elements to work out. To know if that happens or not, you'll have to read it! Stacey Espino delivers a fast paced adventure and a very well balanced story! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freya's Mates (Pack Seduction, #2) is coming to Evernight next month (June).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8344751168657158122?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8344751168657158122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8344751168657158122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8344751168657158122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8344751168657158122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-claiming-their-mate-pack.html' title='Review: CLAIMING THEIR MATE (Pack Seduction, #1)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IGxjcrd-xU/TdURaQP6fFI/AAAAAAAABOo/kBEAC-pd_Zo/s72-c/CTM_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1994176955073415546</id><published>2011-05-16T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T13:41:12.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><title type='text'>Now on Pre-Order!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/bellas-wolves"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZQv0QYjaEY/TdFgWZ9qtQI/AAAAAAAABOc/NEsWjoEffZ4/s400/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/bellas-wolves"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PRE-ORDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AVAILABLE: Wednesday, May 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This new release is offered at a 10% discount for one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;BELLA'S WOLVES (Love Bites, #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, werewolves, spanking]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being the fifth wheel on a group camping trip isn't Bella's idea of a good time. Rather than sulk, she decides to explore the old growth forests. She finds more than expected during her innocent hike in the woods. What will she do when two gorgeous men want to claim her body and soul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ben and Draco both believe they've found their mate—a human no less. Who does she belong to? They're both determined to win her over and be the first shifter to administer their love bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ADULT EXCERPT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“You smell so sweet,” growled Draco as he painted a trail along her collarbone with his tongue. Growl was the only word that could express the sound he made, as though he’d lost all humanity, retaining only an untamable nature that wouldn’t be denied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She closed her eyes as he descended to her exposed breasts. His hot, hungry mouth clamped over her aching nipple. Ben toyed with her other breast, snaking his arm around her body, teasing the bundle of nerves until it had its turn with Draco’s skilled tongue. Was this real? The blanket of darkness hid their illicit act, but they were still out in the open, which felt so naughty. Her pussy pulsed as the men continued to torment her, making her desperate to be fucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Lower,” she managed to say. Draco moved down her stomach until he reached the edge of her blue jeans. He unbuttoned her and tugged the tight material over her hips. The night air on her moist folds felt exhilarating. Her thin lace panties offered little protection from the elements, and even less from Ben’s probing hands. His strong arms encircled her. Two fingers slipped under the material and penetrated her throbbing cunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“I know you’re aching here, Bella. Let us make you feel good,” Ben said in a deep, erotic whisper. Just the sound of his voice promised hours of mind-numbing pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Yes.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“We both need you, little one. Can you handle that?” Draco nibbled her thighs, ripe and alive with sensitivity. Her entire body quivered, her knees wobbly. Ben lowered her to the soft leaf litter of the forest floor. She couldn’t even feel the cold on her back or care about the fact she was about to get double fucked in the middle of the woods. All that mattered was allowing these two men to take her to that next level. She was no longer herself. Her inhibitions, self-doubts, and insecurities vanished, replaced with a heady lust. She watched the moon from its perch in the night sky straight above her. It seemed to watch her, telling her to go through with the act. She needed no encouragement. This was going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Both men stripped her of her remaining clothes, slowly, sensuously. Hot, naked and hornier than she’d thought possible, she reached for them, ready to beg, if necessary. Draco lowered his large frame over her body. His firm, hot skin scalded her, melting away her cool exterior. She loved the feel of his weight hovering over her. He kissed her, pulling her out of reality entirely. All that mattered was losing herself in Draco’s kiss—his taste, his scent, and the way he devoured her like a man finding his lost love after a lifetime of separation. For now, she’d pretend to believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He reached between them and rubbed circles over her swollen clit. The blinding pleasure of his touch forced her to break their kiss to gasp for air. Ben knelt near her head, his silhouette visible with the glow of moonlight behind him. He bent low and kissed her as Draco moved to the side of her neck. She had no clue so many nerves resided in her neck or the rim of her ear, but he found every sensitive place and brought her to the brink of a spontaneous orgasm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Bella,” Draco growled. “Don’t run from us again.” He moved down her body with the fluidity of a graceful hunter. When he reached the juncture between her legs, he nudged her knees open and lapped at her moist folds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bella gasped from the initial intensity. Then she melted into the soft earth as Ben gently covered her areola with his mouth. The double stimulation had her body quaking with the need for release. Draco’s assault on her pussy was just that—a dominant claiming of her cunt. He suckled her, nipped, and teased. It was the most beautiful thing she’d ever felt, and she never wanted it to end. Heat sparked to life in her toes, curling up through her extremities toward her core. She focused on the stream of liquid fire warming her from the inside out. Any minute and her cunt would explode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bella grabbed Ben around the neck and held on. “It’s coming,” she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Good. Don’t fight it,” said Ben. “There’s more where that came from. A lot more.” Damn, she liked the sound of that. She’d need a hell of a lot more to make up for so many years of unsatisfying sex and abstinence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As her orgasm loomed at the surface, waiting for its chance to break free, she felt an irrational but primal urge to connect with her men on a level sex alone couldn’t provide. Bella sniffed the musky, masculine scent of Ben as she hugged him. So tempting. Mine. Without thought, she bit into the thick cord of muscle where his shoulder met his neck. The same instant his blood hit her tongue, her body detonated in a blinding release. She cried out, enough to scare off any lurking animals in the vicinity. If it were day, she had no doubt a flock of birds would be racing for the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She had just experienced the orgasm of her life, but she wasn’t sated. Bella needed more. “Fuck me,” she demanded. Her pussy felt void and achy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Draco crawled up her body and gripped the base of his cock before plunging it into her inviting, wet heat. He slid in easily despite his impressive size. She moaned once Draco filled her to the brink, his pubic hair rubbing against her clit. The satisfaction made her eyes loll back in her head. Before thrusting, he propped himself up on his elbows and stared down at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She tried to focus on his handsome face, but she could only think about sex and the way his cock filled every inch of her pussy. He ran the pad of his thumb over her lip, collecting a rivulet of Ben’s blood, and looked from the other man to her. “So…you like to bite?” His voice carried humor and the promise of pleasure and pain combined into one epic experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NOW AVAILABLE: Two Wolves are Better Than One (Love Bites, #1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/two-wolves-are-better-than-one"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpkXIljrgSs/TdFgYUxpcQI/AAAAAAAABOg/_b4sA1TBXAg/s400/se-twabto.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1994176955073415546?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1994176955073415546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1994176955073415546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1994176955073415546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1994176955073415546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/now-on-pre-order.html' title='Now on Pre-Order!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZQv0QYjaEY/TdFgWZ9qtQI/AAAAAAAABOc/NEsWjoEffZ4/s72-c/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5323741706140424982</id><published>2011-05-15T04:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T04:18:00.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fearless Desires'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7wbSEwn9oM/Tc6CnuS-z0I/AAAAAAAABOY/YvXZi_4hYvw/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/fearless-desires"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8R5sLQ158s/Tc6CM9GBbYI/AAAAAAAABOU/f3YzJ4-n5Ac/s400/se-fd-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His black eyes looked predatory as he gave Selina the once-over. He undressed her with his eyes, and instead of being insulted, she hoped he liked what he saw. If she thought the other two cops looked stunning, he took the prize. Suddenly, she wished she had put on some makeup in the morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Aren’t you nervous?” he asked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He seemed to expect she should be, which only ignited the earlier anger inside her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-5323741706140424982?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/5323741706140424982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=5323741706140424982&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5323741706140424982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/5323741706140424982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/six-sentence-sunday_15.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7wbSEwn9oM/Tc6CnuS-z0I/AAAAAAAABOY/YvXZi_4hYvw/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1930556210478940069</id><published>2011-05-11T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T08:37:59.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>5 Dragon Review for SAVING GRACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6gFTBdY6ts/TcqAtmIN6KI/AAAAAAAABOI/UHOYuXPsU1U/s400/se-sg-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veiledsecretsreviews.com/SavingGrace.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;VEILED SECRETS REVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veiledsecretsreviews.com/SavingGrace.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="51" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lcetMwZxOYs/TcqC98z4J9I/AAAAAAAABOM/yG1exAiMO0c/s320/fivewhitedragons.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grace's husband, Ken, has sent her to Wayne Wagner's cattle ranch for a month. He's making her accept a wife swap, and she's never felt so low in all her life. But Grace soon discovers a very different life to the one she's been living in the city. Here she is encouraged to live freely and enjoy all the 'amenities' of the ranch, including the young ranch hands. There isn't another woman who enjoys men around this ranch, so when Grace arrives the ranch hands can't wait to take her riding and show her the 'sights'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grace is never going to want for male attention as she ends up in a menage a cinq. The ranch hands are gorgeous, muscular men who know how to enjoy a woman and give her everything to enjoy in return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As Grace comes to terms with her situation she realizes that she is not there for Wayne's own sexual pleasures. He wants to show her what freedom is all about, and as Grace becomes less inhibited she learns to take on her own life and demand what she needs. She wants to leave her cheating husband, but will Ken let her go? She is the one with the money. As things get more intimate on the ranch, Ken is ready to bring Grace home. Grace is just a pawn for her husband, trapped with him until the men from Wagner's ranch come charging in to bring her back. She belongs with them and with Scot Wagner, who has found in Grace the woman of his dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This wife swap story starts out rather harsh, but the turns it takes made me smile and think of Grace as a lucky woman. Despite Wayne's situation, I could easily have fallen for the man. Saving Grace is perfectly titled. It seemed that Grace was being treated badly at the start, but as she learns to open up and become free of her trappings she finds that life has a whole new meaning. When she lets go of her ties she learns to enjoy what and who is surrounding her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The love that comes through in this story made my heart soar. The way Grace discovers her own sexuality among the many sexy, hard working men who covet her is just what dreams of life on a ranch are all about. I found the sex steamy and creative, enough to make me want to explore my own sexuality with my man. When you read this story you might want to make sure your man is handy as it truly stokes the fires of desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Judy King&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The sequel to Saving Grace, is out now too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;TAMING JENNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; brings back old characters for their own Happily Ever After.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1930556210478940069?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1930556210478940069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1930556210478940069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1930556210478940069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1930556210478940069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/5-dragon-review-for-saving-grace.html' title='5 Dragon Review for SAVING GRACE'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6gFTBdY6ts/TcqAtmIN6KI/AAAAAAAABOI/UHOYuXPsU1U/s72-c/se-sg-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8415517519368108703</id><published>2011-05-08T04:01:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T04:01:00.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_llntCtW5HY/TcXPr_c0l4I/AAAAAAAABOE/3YLOdsxs8ag/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_llntCtW5HY/TcXPr_c0l4I/AAAAAAAABOE/3YLOdsxs8ag/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sirenpublishing.com/staceyespino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5UmrLRC9XU/TcXPIzW9ndI/AAAAAAAABOA/w0wUslxqjKU/s400/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from Bella's Wolves (Love Bites, #2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coming May 18th to Siren-Bookstrand Publishing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The two men looked at each other briefly. Then Draco rammed his fist into the brick wall a foot from her head. The mortar and brick crumbled from the hole he’d created. “All the better to protect you with, little one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ben grabbed her hand and pressed it against the rock hard bulge in his jeans. “And all the better to fuck you with,” he said with a sexy smirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8415517519368108703?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8415517519368108703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8415517519368108703&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8415517519368108703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8415517519368108703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/six-sentence-sunday_08.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_llntCtW5HY/TcXPr_c0l4I/AAAAAAAABOE/3YLOdsxs8ag/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-326843118056477351</id><published>2011-05-07T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:06:07.358-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><title type='text'>5 Things Writers Should Never Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pBK3G0-uImU/TW_DLhDF3GI/AAAAAAAABKU/yZvy_Us8W4M/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are a few things I've learned along the way and had to share with new writers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1.) Don't Read Reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sounds like an odd thing not to do, being a writer.&amp;nbsp; Sure, there may be some gems in the pile of shitty ones, but do yourself a favor and stay away from Amazon, Goodreads and other venues.&amp;nbsp; If you don't, guarantee it'll f*ck you up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2.) Don't be a Promo Whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So many newbies are guilty of this.&amp;nbsp; Don't post your book or link on other authors' FaceBook walls in hopes of riding their coattails.&amp;nbsp; It's rude.&amp;nbsp; You will only alienate readers and friends.&amp;nbsp; Also, don't post your link every hour on the hour.&amp;nbsp; It has the opposite effect—people will loath your author name and book cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;3.) Don't Quit your Day Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You've published your first book as a brand-new author.&amp;nbsp;Don't expect to get rich or make the type of money established authors do right off the bat.&amp;nbsp; It takes time, commitment, strong backlist, name recognition and branding to reach the level where you can make some decent money.&amp;nbsp; Most never do—so write for the love of it, first and foremost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;4.)&amp;nbsp; Never Sacrifice Quality for Quantity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, some authors write fast...fine, great.&amp;nbsp; But if you start to build a fan base and decide you can pump out drivel because readers will buy your "name", you're playing with fire.&amp;nbsp; They may hang on for a while, but soon you'll be known for poor quality writing and be worse off than when you started out.&amp;nbsp; You should always be growing as an author, improving your work with time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;5.) Don't Burn Bridges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unless you're Stephanie Meyer, you're going to have to play by the rules.&amp;nbsp;If you piss off your publisher, get on the bad side of author collegues, ignore your fans, or rant about your poor reviews—the writing world will destroy you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Yep&lt;/em&gt;. You'll be left with nothing but a stump, with no potential for growth.&amp;nbsp; It's a huge industry, but a surprisingly small community.&amp;nbsp; Reputation is everything and a little love can go a long way :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;Stacey xo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-326843118056477351?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/326843118056477351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=326843118056477351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/326843118056477351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/326843118056477351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/5-things-writers-should-never-do.html' title='5 Things Writers Should Never Do!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pBK3G0-uImU/TW_DLhDF3GI/AAAAAAAABKU/yZvy_Us8W4M/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-1362505043361894652</id><published>2011-05-02T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:36:54.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>Another Great Review for TAMING JENNA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1BPNQ5nDVE/Tb6ynjeTykI/AAAAAAAABNs/59UT2UN89Iw/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookwenches.com/april11reviews.htm#733924059"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Book Wenches REVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jenna has a secret. As a ranch hand on the Wagner ranch, it is better if she is "just one of the boys," even though that couldn't be further from the truth. Jenna runs the ranch with an ironclad hand and doesn't brook being questioned, but when Trevor and Conner discover her secret, she can't help but give in to the feelings she has been suppressing for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you are looking for a story that will raise your temperature immensely, this is the book for you. The sex is, for lack of a better term, scorching. Put me in between two men like this anytime. These two are the best of both worlds, and Jenna is one lucky girl. I will be dreaming about Conner's tattoos for nights to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I liked the premise of the story, and the secret is a great angle. The combination of character types works very well together. I liked the differences between them, and it made the story even steamier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I look forward to reading more by Ms. Espino; she can sure tell one sexy story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rated 4.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-1362505043361894652?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/1362505043361894652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=1362505043361894652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1362505043361894652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/1362505043361894652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-great-review-for-taming-jenna.html' title='Another Great Review for TAMING JENNA!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1BPNQ5nDVE/Tb6ynjeTykI/AAAAAAAABNs/59UT2UN89Iw/s72-c/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-3322689147211753243</id><published>2011-05-01T04:45:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T04:45:00.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sixsunday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oT8gwDgjXGQ/TblwUotnVzI/AAAAAAAABNk/N_aMwJH-ugQ/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/womankind"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGhQOrxpGj4/Tblv1sCOWAI/AAAAAAAABNg/YOcilFm34jg/s400/se-w-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;These six are from my recent release, WOMANKIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;“When we’re alone, I’m in charge,” he growled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;“I have no problem with that.” Her breathing picked up on cue. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sought his lips. Damon’s body felt hot and chilled at the same time, still slightly damp, and all hard-packed muscle. She could admit to herself she was falling in love with him, though the prospect terrified her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-3322689147211753243?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/3322689147211753243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=3322689147211753243&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3322689147211753243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/3322689147211753243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/05/six-sentence-sunday.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oT8gwDgjXGQ/TblwUotnVzI/AAAAAAAABNk/N_aMwJH-ugQ/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-4398863661673217812</id><published>2011-04-28T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T09:55:28.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>5 Tea Cup Review for TAMING JENNA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ2S4Rr_BUE/TblwyKrTkjI/AAAAAAAABNo/mgieSmHh5LQ/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://hea-reviews.blogspot.com/2011/04/review-taming-jenna-by-stacey-espino.html"&gt;Review from Happily Ever After Reviews!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blurb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna can outride and outshoot any of the cowboys on the Wagner ranch. She's content to live invisibly amongst the ranch hands, hiding from a past she can't accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Trevor and Conner find out her carefully guarded secret, Jenna's life turns upside down. She gives in to the rugged, sexy cowboys and explores her sexuality in new and unconventional ways. When the lust fades, can she handle committing long-term to Trevor and Conner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy's Review &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taming Jenna is a wonderful story of a woman who has been hurt in the past by men, and the only way to survive was to be in charge. But for Jenna, being in charge was just a survival technique on a ranch full of men. Men feared her and she liked it that way. She rode with the men, and she could out shoot most. But, when it comes to two cowboys, Trevor and Connor, she knew that she couldn't relinquish control for fear of losing herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor was foreman and he saw past Jenna's hurt to a woman who needed to be loved, while Connor wanted to control her and get her past needing to be boss to being mastered. Let go and let Connor have his way became this reader's philosophy. The two cowboys come together to give Jenna exactly what she needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story has you sitting on pins and needles waiting, laughing and cheering for the cowboys. Stacey did a great job writing a love story that has you wanting more. The love scenes have you looking at a barn in a whole new way. Who would have thought that you could have sex in so many places in there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Job, Stacey! Just wish it was longer so I could relish in reading more about these three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Tea Cups!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-4398863661673217812?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/4398863661673217812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=4398863661673217812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4398863661673217812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4398863661673217812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/5-tea-cup-review-for-taming-jenna.html' title='5 Tea Cup Review for TAMING JENNA!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ2S4Rr_BUE/TblwyKrTkjI/AAAAAAAABNo/mgieSmHh5LQ/s72-c/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-5677051700738041762</id><published>2011-04-25T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:05:30.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>CONTESTS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHcn_KXeqDU/TbG58wxdETI/AAAAAAAABNU/680TwxUyp_E/s400/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;These six are from my upcoming Shifter Menage, BELLA'S WOLVES (Love Bites, #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She was no longer herself. Her inhibitions, self-doubts, and insecurities vanished, replaced with a heady lust. She watched the moon from its perch in the night sky straight above her. It seemed to watch her, telling her to go through with the act. She needed no encouragement. This was going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceyespino.com/"&gt;Stacey xo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8171723401227195994?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8171723401227195994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8171723401227195994&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8171723401227195994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8171723401227195994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/these-six-are-from-my-upcoming-shifter.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHcn_KXeqDU/TbG58wxdETI/AAAAAAAABNU/680TwxUyp_E/s72-c/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-784260314983192791</id><published>2011-04-22T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T13:18:06.343-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cover Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><title type='text'>New Cover Art--Bella's Wolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="htttp://www.bookstrand.com/stacey-espino"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAy1ZNOrchY/TbG3gzZ3t1I/AAAAAAAABNQ/wpB1V1ce5X4/s400/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Bella's Wolves is Coming to Siren Publishing May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Paranormal Menage a Trois Romance]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the fifth wheel on a group camping trip isn't Bella's idea of a good time. Rather than sulk, she decides to explore the old growth forests. She finds more than expected during her innocent hike in the woods. What will she do when two gorgeous men want to claim her body and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Draco both believe they've found their mate—a human no less. Who does she belong to? They're both determined to win her over and be the first shifter to administer their love bite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You can purchase the first book in the LOVE BITES series now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/two-wolves-are-better-than-one"&gt;Two Wolves are Better Than One (Love Bites, #1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-784260314983192791?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/784260314983192791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=784260314983192791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/784260314983192791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/784260314983192791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-cover-art-bellas-wolves.html' title='New Cover Art--Bella&apos;s Wolves'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAy1ZNOrchY/TbG3gzZ3t1I/AAAAAAAABNQ/wpB1V1ce5X4/s72-c/se-bites-bellas-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7543314359196359152</id><published>2011-04-21T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:33:02.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>Welcome Guest Blogger: Kelly Yeakle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Timeless-by-Kelly-Yeakle.html" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vY6Hkz9yiGY/TbAwxHU8TCI/AAAAAAAABNM/m8A5p1gBW1U/s400/T_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome author Kelly Yeakle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Find her books &lt;a href="http://www.kyeakle27.webs.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Blurb from Timeless:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can true love last forever?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriela Swanson wanted one thing, to be a well known writer at Graven, the most prestigious Goth magazine in the country. When an inside source gives her the opportunity of a lifetime, she finds herself in a hostage situation with a man who claims to be her soul mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kane Barringer is a vampire who's lived for centuries. Every century is spent waiting for his soul mate, but this time he's vowed to live the rest of his existence without her. A strange twist of fate gives them the opportunity to be together forever, but will Gabriela embrace it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Let's get to know Kelly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1.) Timeless deals with vamps and undying love. What inspired you to write it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a lot of paranormal romance, and vampires have always been an interest of mine. I wanted to write something that put my own twist on a vampire human relationship. I also wanted to add a magical element to the story and that's where the fabulous necklace comes into play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2.) Do you usually write in first person? What works best for you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I write in third person, but I had a lot of fun putting this story into first person. It allowed me to really become Gabriela and express what she was feeling. I'm working on something now, bringing a character or two from Timeless into the story and it is a mixture of first person and third person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;3.) What makes a hero desirable to a reader? Is he a bad boy? Does he treat his woman like a queen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think every hero is different. I wanted Kane to look like a bad boy but be a hopeless romantic. I'd like to think I pulled that off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;4.) How long have you been writing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing poetry in high school. It was a great way to express what I was going through. I've always dabbled in fiction, but never took myself seriously. Then two summers ago I met a friend who inspired me to pick up the writing stories again. I wrote everyday until I had completed a full length novel. When that one was finished, I got the inspiration for The Legacy Keeper's Treasure and wrote it in about 3-4 months. I polished it and subbed it. It was my first release last August with Decadent Publishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;5.) What are you working on now and what can we expect from you in the future? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished writing a lesbian romance. It was a challenging project for me, but I think the result is fabulous. It's in the hands of an editor friend and I hope to sub it out within the next month, once its all polished and pretty! Now I'm working on a vampire story that could be considered the follow up to Timeless. These characters have definitely been pulling me in some crazy directions, but the story itself will be amazing when complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to Stacey for letting me stop by today! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;Visit Kelly's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyyeakle.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kyeakle27.webs.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;WEBSITE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7543314359196359152?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7543314359196359152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7543314359196359152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7543314359196359152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7543314359196359152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-guest-blogger-kelly-yeakle.html' title='Welcome Guest Blogger: Kelly Yeakle'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vY6Hkz9yiGY/TbAwxHU8TCI/AAAAAAAABNM/m8A5p1gBW1U/s72-c/T_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-4506743768799056596</id><published>2011-04-19T09:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:17:07.272-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>Welcome Guest Blogger: Carolyn Rosewood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln9RPNA5hoQ/Ta2I-1OWaDI/AAAAAAAABNI/7lDYWdblC5g/s400/TLS_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome author Carolyn Rosewood!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Find her books&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolynrosewood.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blurb from The Last Soul:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faina has been dead for one hundred and fifty years, but she’s about to become human again. All she has to do is seduce Jace Blackmon, the most honest financier ever to grace the city of angels, into signing away his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jace Blackmon has fallen in love with his fantasy woman. But when he realizes she was tricked by a demon to bring about his ruin, including the revelation of a long-buried secret to the media, he must choose between his heart or life without her. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's get to know Carolyn... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1.) I love your cover and your editor raves about your book! Tell us a bit about how The Last Soul came to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Soul grew out of an informal challenge thread on Litopia.com, where my editor Emma Shortt is a moderator. It started as a 1000 word erotic horror, then when Emma showed interest in it, we emailed back and forth about making it a paranormal romance for Evernight. I have a fascination with demons and wanted to write something dark and totally out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2.) Are you a big paranormal romance reader? Is it your favorite genre to write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read all genres and have written contemporary in the past, but my first love always has been paranormal. I'm going to stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;3.) Do you write each day? If so, how many words do you manage to get down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had time to write each day. I work a full-time job outside the home so the bulk of my writing is done on weekends. When I can manage to get some done on weekdays, it's in bits and pieces. I can't really say I do X number of words per day because every day is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;4.) Do you feel author promotion is important in the ebook business? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author promotion is key in the e-book business. There are no readers taking leisurely strolls through book stores, perusing the stacks. If they don't know your book is out there, they won't find it. And you don't have a lot of time to hook them. A great cover helps, but you have to pull them in further or they'll click to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;5.) What are you working on now and what can we expect from you in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on another paranormal novella called Hunted. It's going to feature Faina's best friend from TLS, Jahi, as the heroine. She's being hunted by a fallen angel, who incidentally used to be her guardian angel when she was alive. Our hero, Dagon, a Nephilim, has been hired to find this rogue fallen angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also determined to finish my fantasy/paranormal romance, Crossing the Dark Moon. This is a full-length novel and takes place in a parallel universe. After that, I have ideas for other paranormal series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much having me on your blog, Stacey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Carolyn's wicked hot paranormal romance comes out TOMORROW at Evernight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolynrosewood.com/"&gt;Visit Carolyn's WEBSITE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-4506743768799056596?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/4506743768799056596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=4506743768799056596&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4506743768799056596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/4506743768799056596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-guest-blogger-carolyn-rosewood.html' title='Welcome Guest Blogger: Carolyn Rosewood'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln9RPNA5hoQ/Ta2I-1OWaDI/AAAAAAAABNI/7lDYWdblC5g/s72-c/TLS_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7092064389990962041</id><published>2011-04-17T05:03:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T05:03:00.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Sentence Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claiming Their Mate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><title type='text'>Six Sentence Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue1-CCJP9Bo/TacAzA6bgwI/AAAAAAAABM0/UfJ9RNzNAbo/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue1-CCJP9Bo/TacAzA6bgwI/AAAAAAAABM0/UfJ9RNzNAbo/s1600/sixsundayheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4JvFmZTHH4/Tab-20fzbSI/AAAAAAAABMw/lS6L34dLEiE/s400/CTM_LG.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These six are from my Friday release, Claiming Their Mate (Pack Seduction, #1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I need to mention this is for ADULTS ONLY???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;These shifters didn't know who they were dealing with.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Carna was no stranger to sex, even ménage sex.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Austin&lt;/city&gt;&lt;/place&gt; took his time with her, attempting to stretch her ass before fucking her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There was no need.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She was too lost, too far gone in the haze of lust to worry about pain or discomfort.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All she needed was the fullness, the pleasure of their two big dicks occupying her body at once, fighting for space, and hitting every sweet spot inside her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7092064389990962041?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7092064389990962041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7092064389990962041&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7092064389990962041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7092064389990962041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/six-sentence-sunday_17.html' title='Six Sentence Sunday!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue1-CCJP9Bo/TacAzA6bgwI/AAAAAAAABM0/UfJ9RNzNAbo/s72-c/sixsundayheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-984822405273641889</id><published>2011-04-15T00:01:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T00:01:07.257-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Hop'/><title type='text'>Easter Blog Hop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lushbookreviewss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Easter Hoppin Blog Hop" border="0" height="320" src="http://i946.photobucket.com/albums/ad301/jojosbookcorner/Misc%20pics/hop3small.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Welcome to the Easter Blog Hop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Enter my Giveaway:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A) Follow my Blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;B) Leave your Name and Email in the Comments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;C) Keep hopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Stacey Espino&amp;nbsp;Book Package (PDF):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Fearless Desires (Immortal Love, #1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Fearless Love (Immortal Love, #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Damaged Cowboys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Catch Me If You Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=81358" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-984822405273641889?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/984822405273641889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=984822405273641889&amp;isPopup=true' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/984822405273641889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/984822405273641889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-blog-hop.html' title='Easter Blog Hop!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i946.photobucket.com/albums/ad301/jojosbookcorner/Misc%20pics/th_hop3small.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-7673167948523810030</id><published>2011-04-14T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:03:09.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>New Release: TAMING JENNA by Stacey Espino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-942EOX55_Mo/Tab98oWhmfI/AAAAAAAABMo/noylHDcRlzI/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;BUY LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This new release is offered at a 10% discount for one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, BDSM, sex toys]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna can outride and outshoot any of the cowboys on the Wagner ranch. She's content to live invisibly amongst the ranch hands, hiding from a past she can't accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Trevor and Conner find out her carefully guarded secret, Jenna's life turns upside down. She gives in to the rugged, sexy cowboys and explores her sexuality in new and unconventional ways. When the lust fades, can she handle committing long-term to Trevor and Conner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Siren Erotic Romance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="51" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erdkkVEGJGw/Tab-cSzoogI/AAAAAAAABMs/x6hKN4sXh7I/s400/se-tj-banner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-7673167948523810030?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/7673167948523810030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=7673167948523810030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7673167948523810030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/7673167948523810030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-release-taming-jenna-by-stacey.html' title='New Release: TAMING JENNA by Stacey Espino'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-942EOX55_Mo/Tab98oWhmfI/AAAAAAAABMo/noylHDcRlzI/s72-c/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-8130637154837121863</id><published>2011-04-13T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:28:22.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siren Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taming Jenna'/><title type='text'>Naughty Excerpt for TAMING JENNA (Adults Only)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MzuiMJVxQw/TaWj6bTu23I/AAAAAAAABMk/D73lP9jC-xA/s400/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/taming-jenna"&gt;BUY LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;AVAILABLE: Thursday, April 14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This new release is offered at a 10% discount for one week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, BDSM, sex toys]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Jenna can outride and outshoot any of the cowboys on the Wagner ranch. She's content to live invisibly amongst the ranch hands, hiding from a past she can't accept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;When Trevor and Conner find out her carefully guarded secret, Jenna's life turns upside down. She gives in to the rugged, sexy cowboys and explores her sexuality in new and unconventional ways. When the lust fades, can she handle committing long-term to Trevor and Conner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ADULT EXCERPT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor leaned in and sucked her clit until she squealed for him to stop. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold off. Jenna’s beautiful naked body was laid out before him like a banquet, and he wanted to sample every part of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She can’t handle having her pussy sucked?” Conner removed his pants and sat on the bench behind her head. “That’s pathetic and deserves punishment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Conner,” Trevor warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Didn’t she tell you that she loves to get spanked?” Conner helped her sit up, and then stand. Although Trevor wasn’t into kink like Conner, the idea piqued his interest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Conner patted his lap, his cock jutting out from between his legs, Jenna didn’t hesitate to lie over his thighs, her ripe, round ass kissing the open air. He began to rub her flesh in firm circles, and Jenna ground her pussy against his leg in response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whack!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor half expected Jenna to let loose a string of curses, but she only moaned in pleasure, wiggling her ass for more. &lt;em&gt;Whack! Whack! Whack!&lt;/em&gt; Even in the dim lighting, Trevor could see her milky white ass turning a pretty pink. Conner twisted and lay over the bench, pulling Jenna atop him as he shifted. Now straddling his waist, she rose up on her feet and pulled the dildo free, dropping it to the ground. Then she impaled herself over Conner’s ready cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor always loved bringing women back to the tack room, especially the ones that didn’t mind sharing their body with a group of cowboys. The more, the merrier, in his opinion. But as he watched Jenna ride Conner, her full breasts bouncing temptingly, he realized he’d never be able to share her with other men from the crew. He also became aware that he wasn’t just in this for cheap thrills. He wanted more than sex, more than a few nights of pleasure from Jenna. Wagner was right—it was love. It burned inside him and left no doubt in his heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was time to make their triad official. Just Jenna, Conner, and Trevor. He lubed up his cock and straddled the bench behind Jenna. He pushed her down against Conner with a palm to her back and positioned his dick at her tight rosette. Trevor had deflowered too many women to remember, but nothing could compare to this. He pressed the head of his cock inside her using firm, consistent pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember the butt plug? Just push against him and relax,” said Conner, who now began to kiss Jenna. She whined and grunted in discomfort as he worked his way into her tight nether hole. Once fully seated, he took a much-needed cleansing breath and allowed her time to adjust to his cock filling her ass. Damn, she was tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How does it feel to have my dick in your ass?” He gripped her hips, squeezing the soft flesh as he waited like a horse at the starting gates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said nothing, but her breathing changed from rapid to controlled, and he knew it was only a matter of minutes until her body accepted him. He reached between her body and Conner’s to play with her clit. The added stimulation would put her over the edge, allow her to relax and enjoy what they planned to give her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Both our cocks are inside you, Jenna. Be a good girl and tell me how that feels.” Conner hadn’t thrust once since Trevor joined them, maintaining herculean control considering the temptation sitting on his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tight. Full.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you want us to double fuck you now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nodded, and they began to work her, slowly and rhythmically, until she was grinding against them and begging for more. They took turns, working together, double-teaming. Trevor and Conner seemed to work like a well-oiled machine, as if they were meant to have Jenna sandwiched between them. He could feel the other man’s cock sliding against his, only a thin membrane between them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could compare to sharing a woman, especially when love was involved. Trevor held no animosity for Conner. Their ménage felt natural and right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re fucking tight, darlin’. I love it.” Trevor was too close to the edge. He needed Jenna to finish before him, so held off. Feeling her ass clamp around him, her body so stuffed with cock, had his sanity hanging on by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, God, it’s happening,” she cried. “Everything’s getting warm. It’s building inside me—”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let loose, sweetheart. Embrace it. Focus on that pleasure point inside you and let it take over.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648065452289375132-8130637154837121863?l=staceyespino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/feeds/8130637154837121863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4648065452289375132&amp;postID=8130637154837121863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8130637154837121863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648065452289375132/posts/default/8130637154837121863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceyespino.blogspot.com/2011/04/naughty-excerpt-for-taming-jenna-adults.html' title='Naughty Excerpt for TAMING JENNA (Adults Only)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17349135364871429981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4rqo7PaQao/Sw_uQ0saNUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1IM9tadRwA/S220/l_c5f8884341ab4305bb3daab8dba47c1c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MzuiMJVxQw/TaWj6bTu23I/AAAAAAAABMk/D73lP9jC-xA/s72-c/se-tamingjenna-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648065452289375132.post-98264652106482169</id><published>2011-04-12T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T09:11:31.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evernight Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>Welcome Guest Blogger: Author Xondra Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Beyond-Friends-by-Xondra-Day.html" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xSJo0FcAkBc/TaROFCLCG6I/AAAAAAAABMc/LBImeD3SiwA/s400/11.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Welcome author Xondra Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Find her books &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://writeoutsidethebox.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blurb from Beyond Friends:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time friends and one time lovers, Jack and Rain, are now at a crisis in their relationship. Polar opposites, each harbour romantic feelings for the other, but are afraid to own up to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a tragic event happens in Rain's life, he looks to Jack to help him pick up the pieces, realizing there has only ever been one man in his life that he has truly loved-Jack. But will Jack return his love? Can they ever be more than just friends? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's get to know Xondra...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1.) What got you started writing m/m romance?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting question. I have always been a fan of m/m romance and erotica, but up until late last year, I had never considered writing it. I have spent most of my adult life living within the gay community surrounded by many gay friends. So, after I published a couple of straight romances, I thought I would try my pen at it. There has been no looking back since. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2.) You have been pumping out the books. How many words do you normally write a day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This varies. I have days where I can write a couple thousand and others where I write very little. The most I have ever written in one day was seven thousand words. My brain went numb after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;3.) What is your favorite genre to read and write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite genre is romance, with horror coming in a close second to read. I prefer to write romance, again with horror coming in second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;4.) Do you plot or go with the flow when you write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start with a general idea. After that initial idea, I think of ways to expand it. Often it starts with just a name, then I think about how that person functions, their personality and what's the driving force behind them. The rest flows easily after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;5.) What are you working on now and what can we expect from you in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just had a m/m paranormal romance, The Blood Between accepted for publication with Evernight Publishing. I am looking forward to getting into the edits for that one. Currently, I am working on a full length historical m/m romance set in the 1930s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two more novellas coming out later this year (summer). The first is a m/m/f menage with Siren-Bookstrand Publishing, and the other is with Total-E-Bound. I plan on working on a few more shorter works to keep me busy while I wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the future and my writing career, I would hope to build a solid readership. The readers are the most important thing to any author. Without them, we wouldn't have a career. And of course, I'd like a &lt;br /&gt;big contract. That's my dream. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;COMING SOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UV8sDiC6TN0/TaROne91x7I/AAAAAAAABMg/sIOb0Zy6plI/s1600/235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UV8sDiC6TN0/TaROne91x7I/AAAAAAAABMg/sIOb0Zy6plI/s320/235.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://writeoutsidethebox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Visit Xondra Day's WEBSITE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberlaunchparty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_0SLMJ-S58/TaL-ZdLP2XI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WKg28Ot5Ya8/s1600/Author+Island.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberlaunchparty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Join the Party!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&amp;nbsp;commenter will&amp;nbsp;win&amp;nbsp;a PDF copy of Choosing Love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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