Monday, November 23, 2015

Presenting: An Interview With Author, Keriann McKenna

Today I have on my couch, Keriann McKenna. So tell me, Keriann, what advice would you give your fellow authors who might just be starting out?
Oh, good question, Heather. I'd say write what you want to write, what feels good to you, and what touches you.  I haven’t always done that and it’s one of my regrets.
That's pretty good advice for all of us.  Just how many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?

No, not all of them. I have written five books, the last two of which will be released in December, 2015.  Only two of them are spanking fiction.  I’m looking forward to working in other genres.
Yes, and we'll all be looking forward to reading what you come up with . As you know, last week we featured your Christmas book, Come Back To Me At Christmas, which I hear is doing very well.  With your permission I'd like to share two beautiful extracts with our readers, as I feel they really set the scene for your book. Is that okay?
Sure, Heather. I would love you to. Just click on the pictures to get the full extract.
Well, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to share a little of your work with my readers. We hope you and yours have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
The same to you and your readers, Heather. Thank you for having me.
To read more of Keriann's work, please check out her Amazon Author page. Alternatively, check out the following links!

Thanks for stopping by,

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Presenting: Come Back To Me At Christmas, by Keriann McKenna

When this book was first presented to me I was immediately in love with the title. Anything that touches the yearning strings in my heart gets my vote. So I read on, and believe me this is definitely a book for true romantics. Throw in some holly and mistletoe for the holidays, and you've got a winner. Here's the official summary.
Patty misses her husband dearly and dreams of him coming home for Christmas. When she shares her dream with her children, they become increasingly worried as Patty goes between present day and her cherished memories.

Her children gather to decide how to help her handle the disappointment and comfort her when he doesn't show up. After all, it was only a dream.

Convinced she was losing her grip on reality and shouldn't live alone any longer, they decide to wait until after the holidays before making any major changes in her life.

But Christmas Day brings a shocking surprise—to everyone but Patty. This is a heartwarming, funny, and touching story that will have you believing in miracles.

 And now for a taster from the author herself:
They were married in the front yard of that house on a beautiful day in May, surrounded by friends and family.  Patty recalled the music from the bagpipes and Michael’s mother, Helen, giving her a penny to put in her shoe for good luck.

It wasn’t until the year after Jesse was born that Patty planted a garden.  In fact, it was her first garden of any size and she was quite proud of it.  When Michael arrived home early, he stepped carefully between the neat little rows marked with a stick holding the empty seed packet, and drew her into his arms for a kiss.

“Looks like you’ve been busy,” he said.  “What did you plant?”

“All sorts of things,” Patty replied as she began to point out each row and tell him what it held.  When she got to the last two rows and announced that it was corn, he broke out laughing.

“You planted two rows of corn, each one a hundred foot long?”  His smile covered his face all the way up to his eyes.

“Sure, why not?”

“Darlin’...I’m not trying to be critical...,” he was still grinning as he pushed his Stetson back and took her hand.


“You don’t plant just two long rows of corn.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s easier to pollinate when it’s planted in a square or a rectangle with the plants close together.  Eventually, the stalks will grow tall, tassels will form on the top—that’s where the pollen is, and the wind will cause the stalks to move against each other.  It’s easier done when they’re closer, so I’m not sure how much corn we’ll actually get.”

“Oh.”  A contemplative look took up residence on her face as she considered digging up the seeds, but that would mean reconfiguring the entire garden.  It was the second time that day she had the idea and dismissed it without further thought.

Michael helped his wife pick up her gardening tools and carried the bucket before heading toward the house where dinner was on the stove.

“Come on,” he said, slipping an arm around her waist and starting toward the house.  “I’m sure it’ll be delicious.  We can share an ear or two with the kids.” 

He laughed again and kissed her cheek.  His humor was always priceless and Patty laughed at herself right along with him.  What he didn’t know was she’d had the same conversation with a neighbor who stopped by that afternoon right after she’d covered the last corn seed with dirt.  The neighbor’s wife had made the same mistake.  She went out and bought a feather duster and hand pollinated the corn in her first garden.

Patty flashed Michael a smile.  You’ll have more corn than you can eat, she thought, keeping her secret to herself and planning to buy her very own feather duster next time she was in town.

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Born and raised in a small community in Upstate New York, Keriann gradually ventured west where she settled in the Seattle area for a number of years. She has been content to live in the foothills of the beautiful Rocky Mountains since 1983 with her family.

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Thank you for reading!
Love as always,




Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Presenting: The Hand of Vengeance, by the Amazing Renee Rose

Today I am delighted to have on my couch the amazing Renee Rose, talking about her sci-fi spankfest, The Hand of Vengeance. Over to you, Renee!

Thank you so much for having me today, Heather. Is there anything in particular you would like to know?

That's a pretty clever title. How did you come up with it?

Well, the book gets its name from the hero, Blade Vengeance.  The rebels use code phrases when using their communications units and his identifier is: The hand of vengeance strikes. Obviously, I love the double entendre of having that in a spanking romance! :)  

So do I. It sounds intriguing so please tell us a bit more about the story.

Well, the heroine is a doctor on a humanitarian mission from Earth. When she’s kidnapped by the rebels to perform a difficult surgery, their airship is shot down and she’s stranded in a canyon with Blade. She doesn’t know anything about living in the wild, so she’s forced to rely on the intimidating warrior for survival.

Sounds intriguing.  Would you mind sharing a little snippet for our readers?

I would love to, Heather. Here goes:

She suffered from Stockholm syndrome. That was the only explanation. Because Blade’s muscled arm heavily draped across her waist should not have her feeling so safe and...dear lord—did she actually feel snugly?  
She barely remembered the first and only time she’d slept with a man. Not since her first year of higher education, when she’d been only eighteen, determined to try out this thing called sex. It had been horrible. Awkward and painful and followed by a long night of trying not to move with another person’s limbs flung over her.
She probably hadn’t slept any better last night, but she’d been warm, and actually felt protected and safe. She still wore Blade’s jacket and hat, and the memory of him dressing her in them made something warm and gooey move behind her sternum. When was the last time anyone had taken care of her needs? Well, sure—her staff did. They’d do anything she asked, and they looked out for her, too, bringing her food or hot tea when she forgot to take care of herself. But not a man. Not like this. She realized Blade was acting the part of the Jeselian gender archetype—man as protector. And authority. She squeezed her cheeks together, at the memory of his discipline. No residual pain. Her movement caused an answering stirring from Blade—his cock twitching against her buttocks.
She froze.
In a flash, he rolled away and stood up, towering above her. His coal-black gaze pinned her to the ground where she lay helpless to move. Something about the sight of him—the enormous, dominant size, the gorgeous ripple of muscle, the shocking markings on his face made her limbs go weak. She literally couldn’t make herself swallow, much less speak.

Well, I for one can't wait to read it. What girl doesn't go weak at the knees at the thought of rippling muscles? So thank you for joining us today,  it was fun!

You're very welcome, Heather. Thanks for having me!

My pleasure. Okay guys, I've attached Renee's buy links so you can get straight to it!


Barnes & Noble:

About Renee Rose
Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, Renee Rose is a naughty wordsmith who writes romance novels centered around her favorite kink: spanking. She has won Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Historical Romance, is often found on the list of Amazon's Top 100 Erotic Authors and is a regular columnist for Write Sex Right. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.

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So there you have it! I hope you enjoyed this little tidbit. Signing off until next time!

Happy reading.


Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Presenting: Ways of the West, by the Spanktastic, Kelly Dawson

Today's guest interviewee is the amazing author from New Zealand, Kelly Dawson. Kelly confesses she loves to get lost in a good book - preferably a rural romance where a strong woman falls in love with a ruggedly-handsome, tough but gentle cowboy. Her books explore this fantasy, embellished with a touch of spanking! Naughty!
Are you like any of your heroines?
Parts of me are, yes. Both mostly, my heroines are a mix of myself, people I know, and the completely made-up.
How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?
I have 3 books published now, heaps that are in various stages of progress, and heaps more ideas swirling around in my head. No, they’re not all spanking fiction, but they’re all romance. Although it will be a while before something that isn’t spanking fiction will be published.
What is the best thing you have done in your life?
Marrying my wonderful husband and having my 4 beautiful children. They are what makes my life worth living.
Tell us about a unique or quirky habit of yours
I have Tourette’s Syndrome. So while the strange things I do aren’t exactly habits, it looks like they are. Other than my visible tics, I have to peg all my washing on the line using color-coordinated pegs, and things must be hung up a certain way. If anyone helps me hang out the washing it drives me insane, because I’m going along after them, “fixing” it all LOL.
Tea or coffee?
Coffee. Vanilla latte, preferably.
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And now a little snippet from the book!

Jessica was enjoying watching the shocked, but delighted, expression on Johnny’s face as she stepped out of the borrowed dress to reveal short, sexy drawers that had been the height of fashion back home in Boston, but which were still considered scandalous among decent company. She left the gown and petticoats in a puddle on the floor at her feet and shimmied out of her undergarments, standing completely naked before him in the dim glow cast by the lantern on the table by the bed. She’d never been naked in front of a man before but the excitement of the wedding was making her brave.


Johnny whistled softly through his teeth, stepping forward to place his hands gently on her waist, drawing her into him. “You are beautiful,” he whispered into her hair.


Jessica’s hands went to the front of Johnny’s pants where she urgently fumbled with the buttons with clumsy fingers. She wanted him naked, too. Groaning in frustration at the tight buttons that wouldn’t come undone, she moved her fingers to his chest, undoing his shirt instead. These buttons opened easily and she trailed her fingers inside his shirt, along the hard muscles of his chest. Pushing the shirt back off his shoulders she brushed her lips against the light smattering of hair she found there, pulling his shirt off completely and discarding it carelessly on top of her own pile of clothing.


 “Here, let me,” Johnny murmured, brushing her hands away from his jeans, undoing them for her. She gasped when his erection sprang free, then reached out to touch it gingerly.
 “It’s so big,” she breathed. “Are you sure it will fit?”

And that's where we're going to leave it for now. If you want to read more - click here and whizz over to Amazon!

Best regards,


Thursday, November 5, 2015

Presenting: The Sapphire Sacrifice, by Ravyn Rayne!

What a beautiful cover! The artists at Blushing have done it again. And not without reason! I encourage you to glimpse into another of the worlds of the amazing, Ravyn Rayne. And to ooze you over the midweek hump towards a saucy weekend of wicked thoughts, here's a tasty little snippet.
After the genocide of anyone not a sapphire, a person with blue eyes, Aria had taken notice of eye color. They still couldn’t get past their differences, not a hundred or even a thousand years later. The world always seemed to be at war over something. Besides, she had never met another person with emerald eyes, and now four of them were attacking James and herself. What the hell was going on?
James kicked at the assailant, trying to gain distance between him and the man attacking them, slamming his fist into the assailant’s face. Blood oozed from the man’s nose. Who was he? What did he want with them?
One man grabbed Aria, pinning her arms back, keeping her from stopping the attack on James. Why were they doing this? She attempted to shake the man off her, but his grip tightened. “Let me go!” She stomped hard on the man’s toe and then used her elbow to attack his chest behind her. Breaking free, she headed for James, wanting to help him any way that she could.
James fought two men and Aria ran forward, slamming her knee into the groin of a third assailant.
Thanks for reading,



Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Not One, Not Two, But THREE - Cover Reveal! Spy Games - By Heather Hart

Yay, today I get to shout out my own books! Spy Games 1, Assassins, and 2, Stolen Love should be released later today, and my third in the series, Spy Games 3, A Swinging Christmas, is scheduled for release December 5.

What's it about? Kassie is a novice agent, who is tasked to investigate a spy selling secrets to an unknown enemy. Her job is to find out who that enemy is and to blow his cover. Though little is known about this secretive executive- they do know he's into the BDSM lifestyle - and so she poses as a submissive to get close to him. And if you want to know more than that - well, Book 1 - Assassins will be released for FREE - yes, FREE - no money at all! And if, like Kassie, you like what you see, feel free to purchase Books 2 and 3!  Links updating. Watch this space

Blushing: Spy Games 1: Assassins Click for Freeeeeeeeeeee!
                Spy Games 2: Stolen Love

Amazon: Spy Games 2: Stolen Love

That's it for now! Happy reading!