Debut Author Lynne Roberts

Oh boy do I have a treat for you today... Lynne Roberts is celebrating her debut release, First Date, this week. I've asked her to come on over and chat a little about her debut erotic Rosette and a few fun questions I like to ask all who come this way.

Welcome, Lynne. Thanks for stopping by.

Tell us about your new book out now:

Most of my stories begin with an image, a situation or even a feeling. The idea for FIRST DATE came to me when I was sixteen. And no, I’m not telling you how many years ago that is. ; ) I pictured a man and a woman running through the rain and taking shelter in a barn. I extrapolated from there. Here is a blurb and an excerpt:

Blurb: The Real Estate market is about to heat up.

When Brett Jacob walks into Jill’s real estate office, she attempts to maintain a professional demeanor, but memories of accidental voyeurism in high school, years of what-if’s, and Bret’s drop-dead sexy grin only serve to ignite her fantasies.

Bret needs a farm for his growing landscape business. When he sees Jill Daniels’ picture in a real estate ad, he can’t believe his eyes: The shy girl from high school has blossomed into a desirable woman. Ten years ago, she didn’t stir his blood and drive away all rational thought; now, he’s fighting the urge to take her in his arms long enough to ask her on a first date.

I just love stories of 'lost wannabe loves'! I've been looking forward to this since I first read your blurb. Do you have an excerpt for us?

Excerpt:

Tiffany lowered her voice to a breathy growl, “Is he about six-foot, dark blond hair and...” She sucked air through her teeth, “has a wicked, sexy grin?”

That sounded about right. “Yes.” A flush of heat spread over her body, warming her skin and tightening her nipples into small aching nubs.

“He’s here and, darlin’, that one is yummy. If you don’t go for it, I will.”

Jill shot Tiffany the dirtiest look she could manage. “This is a real estate office, not a bar.”
Her friend only laughed. “All the better. Well, go on. He looks like he might have just what you need.”

Oh, God, I know he does. Jill stood and smoothed down her skirt, thanking God for Victoria’s Secret and lined bras, then stepped out from behind the partition.

Bret stood inside the door, and she drank him in. His white button-down shirt opened at the neck, accentuating his square jaw and doing nothing to disguise his well-muscled chest. Faded denim wrapped long powerful legs, and she forced her gaze not to linger on the pronounced bulge between them, her mouth filling with saliva at the thought of what lie beneath the denim like a present waiting to be unwrapped. He was tall, muscular and comfortable in his own skin. She’d bet he’d never had an awkward moment in his life. If anything, he looked better than he had in high school.

She blinked, breaking the spell and walked forward, extending her hand. “Good morning.” Her voice quivered a little. “I’m Jill Daniels.”

His hand enfolded hers, his fingers warm and slightly calloused. The contact pebbled her skin, sending shivers rippling over her body.

“I remember you.”

Deep and seductive, his voice caressed her body like a physical touch, sending a jolt of pure need straight to her core. He remembers me? Bret released her hand and Jill rubbed a thumb over her now-tingling palm, her skin awake and yearning for those roughened hands to touch more.
Bret’s brilliant gray-blue eyes were now creased at the corners and golden highlights lightened his sandy brown hair as though he spent a lot of time outdoors. The slow, sexy smile hadn’t changed. If anything, it had gained potency.

“I’m Bret Jacobs,” he added.

She reminded herself to smile. “I remember you, too.”

“Well, good, I was afraid...” He left the thought unfinished.

Did he honestly think anyone would forget him? And was that a blush? Did he remember the party too? He couldn’t. The image of Bret she occasionally used for her late-night showers filled her mind and a shockwave of desire stole her breath. Oh, God, she should have brought a change of underwear.

Bret smiled and Jill’s heart dropped into her stomach.

“So, are you ready?” he asked.

More than you’ll ever know. “Yes.”

Oh, baby! Love it!

So, tell me, Lynne, how do you respond when someone says... "Oh, you write THAT kind of book?"

LOL. Something like that happened for the first time today. I told a friend of the family that I wrote erotica romance. His eyes widened but he didn’t say anything. I just smiled.

LOL. Leave 'em speechless! Good for you!

What are your goals as a writer?

I’d love for someone to tell me that one of my books had a positive effect on his or her life; even if that was thirty minutes of escapism. LOL Maybe that would be my dream, not my goal. My goal? To publish, and publish again, and again. Yeah, I’d like to give Nora Roberts a run for her money… but now we’re back in dreamland again.

I'm with ya there, sister! Move over Nora. Actually I'd be happy with 1/10 of her success. And if you don't dream big about yourself how will you ever convince publishers to dream big with you? As for the bit about positive feedback? Chances are you'll achieve that goal before the month is out! I've heard nothing but praise from a certain editor we both know. :-)

How many books do you read a month?

It varies. This month, I’ve been reading the Black Dagger Brotherhood books and I’ve finished three of them, two novellas, three or four shorts and two books by Nora Roberts. Wow that is a lot when you write it all down.

Do you have anything new in the works?

Yes! The Wilder Rose Press will be releasing another short, AFTER HOURS, soon. I will keep you posted. I’m also working on a currently untitled story that I hope to have done before Thanksgiving.

See, told you you'd achieve your goals. Already contracted for book #2 and working on #3!

Where can we find you?

Usually at my computer. Just kidding. You can find me here at my website: http://lynneroberts.blogspot.com/

Blog:

http://lynneroberts.blogspot.com/

or on Divas!

http://forums.romancedivas.com/

Where can we find your books?

http://www.thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/

Thank you so much for having me on your blog, Catherine. I really enjoyed it.

You're welcome, and best of luck with all your books. I'm sure we'll be seeing you in the top ten by weeks end!

Helen Hardt Talking About Montego Lay

Welcome back, Helen.
It seems every time I turn on my computer I find a new Helen Hardt's title being released. Congrats. Your newest erotic, Montego Lay, sound yummy! Tell me, did you come up with your plot while basking on the beach in Jamaica?


First of all, thanks for having me again, Catherine! It's always fun to visit you.

Yes, as a matter of fact ;). Last December, my husband and I took a vacation to an adult resort in Runaway Bay, Jamaica called Hedonism III. It was a pretty interesting place, complete with a nude beach. The whole time we were there, I kept thinking what a great location it would be for a Destination Pleasure story, so I created Pleasure Cove Nude Resort in Montego Bay which is an even less inhibited place than Hedo! While the story is purely fiction, I did base some of the people and events on my experience at Hedo. And I did meet a resort worker named Ace, though he doesn't look anything like my Ace. I just liked the name.

What do you admire most in your hero, Ace?

Ace is a basic soul. Many of my previous works feature heroes who are a little tortured (and I'll admit I'm a sucker for that type), but Ace isn't one of them. He's an all around good guy who loves the sun, the surf, and gorgeous women. And I think that's what I love most about him. A character doesn't have to have a lot of baggage to be interesting, and Ace is definitely interesting ;).

The real men in erotic romance authors lives always fascinate me. Tell me, what does your hubby tell his friends about your writing?

Oh, great question! First, my husband is wonderful. We're coming up on twenty years of marriage in November (and incidentally, we're going back to Hedo to celebrate), and I couldn't be happier. He loves that I read and write erotic romance because he gets the fringe benefits ;). He calls it an "occupational hazard" when my writing puts me in the mood, LOL. He's not at all embarrassed by what I do and is very proud of me. He's a keeper!

If there was one thing about the publishing industry that you would change, what would it be?

No one would ever get another rejection letter ;). I suppose that's too much to ask for, LOL. I guess I'd say the whole "hurry up and wait" issue. Seems we sit around a lot waiting for responses to our queries and subs, then we sit around waiting for our release date. It would be nice if the process went a little faster.

I know you're an editor as well as an author, can you tell us a little about your day job? What do you love about it, what frustrates you the most?

I started freelance editing a couple years ago. I'm a grammar Nazi, and I figured I could put my sickness to good use, LOL. I edit for two small presses and for private clients. What do I love about it? Helping authors make their work the best it can be. What frustrates me the most? My biggest pet peeve is head hopping.

Lets finish this interview with a blurb and excerpt of Ace and Lisa's story, Montego Lay.

Blurb:
Vacationing at a Montego Bay nude resort, Lisa Brooks finds herself volunteering in a bondage demonstration on the beach. She’d like to continue the instructions with the Jamaican native, but the gorgeous resort employee has other duties to perform. Though disappointed, Lisa accompanies a friend to an erotic casino night where the chips are free and redeemable for sex. A night for a mysterious encounter? If only she could buy the island hottie she really wants.

Excerpt (R rated for language):

Excerpt (Rated R):

“You’re beautiful, sweet,” he said, gazing into her eyes. “Beautiful, and ready for me to do whatever I please.” He winked, and then nodded to his audience. “Here she is, ladies and gentleman, at my pleasure, her legs spread, her wrists bound. She can’t touch me, but I can touch her.” He cleared his throat. “You can add to your submissive’s sensory perception by blindfolding her. Silk works well for this. The coolness of it against the face is pleasant for the submissive.”

Lisa closed her eyes, anticipating the gossamer softness against her cheeks. Her nipples tightened into hard buds, and moisture dripped from her pussy. If he fucked her right here, right now, outside in broad daylight in front of all these people, she wouldn’t stop him.

The thought frightened her.

Still, her pussy wept, and ripples of heat washed over her body. Her nipples stood straight, yearning for a tongue to lick them, lips to suck them. Firm, full lips.

“That’s about all the time for today’s demonstration.” Ace’s voice cut into her fantasy. “Thanks for coming. Tomorrow’s demonstration will be toga tying, to get you all ready for the Greek party tomorrow evening. Tonight is Casino Night. And I know those of you with Soleil Erotique have a special evening planned.”

Strangely disappointed that he hadn’t blindfolded her with silk, Lisa waited as the others left. Within a few minutes, she was alone with Ace. And still bound to the bed.

He sat down next to her and untied her wrists. “I hope I didn’t embarrass you too much, sweet. You were a good sport.”

“Oh, no. I’m fine.” Lisa rubbed her wrists, but they weren’t sore at all. It just seemed the thing to do.

“You made a pretty model for my demonstration.” He unhitched the rope from the bedpost and coiled it.

Lisa lay still, her ankles still bound. She didn’t dare speak, for fear that if she opened her mouth, she’d scream “fuck me!”

Ace reached for her first ankle cuff and unfastened it. Though she was naked and at his mercy, he was careful not to touch her inappropriately.

Damn him.


Thanks again for having me, Catherine!

Thanks for joining me today, Helen. I've swapped blogs with Helen today so for my latest video blog about the things an author can do while waiting for their editor or publisher to get back to you, stop on over Helen's Heroes.

Kilt Worthy's Cover

Some things just have perfect timing. And the cover fairy flying over my in-box today was impeccably timed. Angela Anderson is the cover artist for my debut scarlet release.

What do you think?

Blurb:

Peering at the world from behind her camera lens, "Plain Jane" Parker is stunned to see a handsome hunk wearing a kilt as he confidently strolls down a busy Seattle street. Her dormant libido roars to life even before their eyes meet. Aroused and intrigued, she tosses aside her usual caution and follows when Logan MacLaren beckons for a delightfully sinful one-night stand.
Logan is an exceptionally talented lover, wielding the abundant sword he sports beneath his plaid to deliver unparalleled pleasures. He reminds her to trust her instincts after reality proves they're a more perfect fit than either imagined.

Then Logan drops his bombshell: He's traveled through time to find her and wants her to stay with him forever...in medieval Scotland. Did Jane just have the most erotic sex of her life with a delusional crazy man, or is it truly possible for her one-night stand to last forever?

Devon Grey's Playing for Keeps is out today.

I'm just going to plug an author who I really enjoy reading. Devon Gray's second erotic story is out today over at The Wild Rose Press. Devon's story, Addicted, inspired me to write a short erotic in first person. And since that story was contracted this week I thought I should bend your ear to check out her latest.