A few days ago I received a jolly exciting email in my inbox.
My editor had just accepted two more of my books for publication, turning the previous book I’d sent her into the start of an all new series called More Than.
You may have heard me talk about the first book. I wrote it in 8 days. Which is not only a record for me, it’s also completely insane. I just don’t write that fast. But after 3 months of writer’s block, of not being able to put a single sentence together, I guess those words were sitting there, just ready to escape. And escape they did. Into a whole new friends-to-lovers book which I tentatively titled Forever Friends.
Samhain tossed that title right into the garbage. Their reasoning? It sounded way to sweet for the book I’d written. And yeah, there may may be some sweet aspects to the story, but ‘sweet’ wouldn’t be my first choice to describe it.
Hot, erotic, sexy…yep, yep, yep. Sweet, nope.
And so the book was renamed More Than Friends.
But lets be honest. You can’t have a book name More Than…Something, and not have more than one of it. And so the series was born, with More Than Lovers becoming the second book, and More Than Words the third.
There’s a fourth book in the pipeline too, More Than Ever, but that’s just in a glimmer in my eye for now.
More Than Friends is in the final editing stages, and I’ve just received the blurb for it. Wanna know more?
MORE THAN FRIENDS: The Blurb
He was her best friend…until he became her fantasy.
A More Than story.
Lucy Lawson’s got it bad. Bad as in stunned speechless by the situation she’s in, by the feelings sitting on her chest, ready to explode. She’s in love…with her best friend.
Problem is, telling Sebastian Blackford could destroy the best thing in her life, but the longer she keeps her feelings under wraps, the stronger the need to spill her secret.
The last thing Seb suspects is that his best mate is madly, wildly in love with him, or that he’s the star of her seriously dirty fantasies. Worse, he’s just started seeing someone he’d like to see again—and Lucy knows it.
So why does her confession hit him like a runaway train? And why can’t he get her explicit description of her fantasies out of his mind? They’ve never been more than friends, but now that he knows how Lucy feels, everything is out of whack.
Seb figures it’s up to him to get their relationship back on track. He’ll do it too, just as soon as he establishes which track is the right one.
Warning: After reading this, you may just be tempted to jump your best friend. It’s recommended you keep your partner on speed dial or a toy with fresh batteries on standby.
More Than Friends releases at Samhain on the 28th of May, and the next two books release towards the end of the year.
Yep, it’s here. The print version of the ebook anthology, Red Hot Weekend, featuring novellas by Lexxie Couper, Delilah Devlin and myself:
Three stories. One weekend. Hundreds of fantasies to fulfill.
Dare Me by Lexxie Couper
Nothing prepared Emily for the Aussie who strode into her alternative cancer clinic and dared her to cure him. Eight months later, Rob is out of danger…and Emily’s in too deep.
Rob never thought he’d survive, much less fall for his oncologist. The problem? Her Hippocratic Oath hangs between them.
Hidden Fire by Jess Dee
Jenna is all set to spend the weekend wallowing in misery. Instead she’s tied to a chair, knee to knee with the man who broke her heart.
With one chance to show his partner in captivity that his love is real, Garreth methodically, wickedly, sets out to dismantle her defenses. One dirty word at a time.
Lone Heart by Delilah Devlin
Lone Wyatt is in no rush to find his one-and-only, until he spots Charli Kudrow. One look into her haunted eyes, and he’s ready to tear through every objection she can think up.
One killer smile from the cowboy, and Charli feels something she hasn’t felt in a long time—a spark of attraction. Thinking she’ll never see him again, she succumbs to temptation, only to discover that spark is a raging wildfire.
Product Warnings: Contains scorching passion, shattering desire, heartbreaking angst, Aussie sarcasm, no-holds-barred demands, and enough sexin’ up to knock you heart over bootheels.
Colors Of Love focuses on the youngest brother in the rock band Speed: Seth Pace, AKA – Jordan Speed. This is his story. It’s also the band manager, Luke Struthers’ story. And Kaz Flaherty’s. She’s the woman who will change both of their lives forever.
Here’s the blurb and a little excerpt for your entertainment.
COLORS OF LOVE: THE BLURB
Their true colors are hidden…until one woman turns everything upside down.
Speed, Book 2
Seth Pace, guitarist of the rock band Speed, is a born dreamer, and nothing stands in his way of making those dreams a reality. Except when it comes to band manager Luke Struthers. He’s everything Seth wants in a partner, but even after five years of perfectly explosive sex, Luke refuses to commit.
After a childhood ravaged by abuse, Luke knows he’s a potential danger to anyone foolish enough to love him. Seth is safer without him, but Luke has no idea how to cut him loose painlessly. Until he spots Seth’s kind of woman—pretty, smart, friendly. The plan: seduce her into a sexy threesome, then leave the two alone to fall in love. Problem solved.
A night of excitement with the two hottest men on the planet? Yeah, baby! Yet Kaz’s inborn ability to read auras tells her something isn’t right. It’s obvious Seth and Luke are madly in love, but subtle clues in Luke’s aura signal he’s up to something. She’s not sure what, but if she doesn’t do something quick, the two men she’s quickly come to adore will wind up without the happily ever after they both deserve.
Product Warnings: One man + one man + one woman = a whole lot of steamy two-way and three-way M/M & M/M/F sex, a hero or two to drool over, and a heroine who recognizes true love when she sees it.
COLORS OF LOVE: AN EXCERPT
Kaz said something to her friends, disengaged herself from their crowd and with a pointed look at Seth, made her way over to Luke. She reached him before Seth did.
“Now you listen up.” She stood on tiptoe to whisper fiercely into his ear, “I have no idea what happened earlier, and I have no frame of reference with which to try to understand it. I am way out of my natural element here, drowning a little, actually. But I swear to God, if you don’t get me out of this room now and pick up where we all left off, I am going to…” She broke off as dramatically as she had spoken.
“You’re going to what?” It was Seth who asked. He now stood close enough to hear every word.
She blushed scarlet.
“Don’t be shy, sweet pea,” Luke encouraged. “Tell us what you’re going to do.”
She looked around, eyeing the crowds of people nervously, then shook her head. “Not in front of all of these people.”
Seth raised an eyebrow at Luke. “Your room?”
Luke shook his head. His room was full of memories of him fucking Seth. Him making love to Seth. And since he and Seth wouldn’t be making any new memories alone together, he kind of wanted to hold those ones close to his heart. “Yours is nearer.”
It wasn’t until they were safely locked away in Seth’s suite that Luke demanded, “What are you going to do, Karen, if we don’t pick up where we left off?”
Kaz squared her shoulders and looked at them with passion-drunk eyes. She didn’t answer his question, but her response was just as satisfying. “Do you blokes have any idea how fucking sexy you are together? How arousing it is watching you? God, one kiss between you, and I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life.”
“What has you aroused?” Luke asked. “The fact that Jordan and I kissed, or the fact that we both kissed you?”
Kaz whimpered. “Both,” she whispered. “Please. Do it again.”
Seth didn’t wait for specifics. He swooped in and kissed her again. Kissed her the way Luke loved being kissed by him. He ravaged her mouth, fucking her with his tongue, giving her no chance to think or catch her breath. He just kissed her until she trembled helplessly in his arms. And then he handed her over to Luke.
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Don’t you love opening the door to that special delivery?
Seeing a big box with your name on it?
A slight thrill runs up your spine, because you have no idea what’s in the box or who sent it to you, so the possibilities are endless.
Now, I can’t lie and say that’s exactly what happened to me a couple of days ago. Firstly, I didn’t open the door, my hubby did. Secondly, I wasn’t even in when the delivery came. I arrived home to find a box waiting for me. And thirdly, I had an inkling what it was. Okay…so I’d been obsessively waiting for the delivery for weeks! But that didn’t stop the excitement. Believe me, I fairly ripped into the box.
Here it is. A photo sequence of my experience:
1) I open the box with shaky hands
2) I pull the flaps apart to reveal the hidden treasure within.
Yes, it’s my author copies of Three Of A Kind, the print anthology of Raising The Stakes and Full House.
3) I reverently remove one and hold it in my hand:
4) I insert it ever so tenderly into its designated spot on my bookshelf:
And baby makes 8.
So, now I have 9 spare copies of Three Of A Kind sitting in my office. What to do…what to do…?
How about…I give one away?
Tell you what. Just let me know which your favorite novella from the Three Of A Kind trilogy was and why, and I’ll randomly pick a winner and send you a book.
No worries if you haven’t read the novellas yet. Just let me know which one you most want to read, and why.
Here are your choices:
A couple weeks ago I finished reading Maria V Snyder’s YA Study series, and cannot explain how much I loved it. I finished the first book in a day, the second book the next day, forced myself to take a break between books two and three, and then missed the characters so much, I read the third book on day 4.
The books are magical. Literally. I think if I tried to describe them I would not do them justice, so rather read the blurb from the first book, Poison Study, and see for yourself:
Choose: A quick death or slow poison…
On the eve of her execution for murder, Yelena Zaltana is offered an incredible reprieve – on the condition that she becomes the food taster for the military leader of Ixia, Commander Ambrose.
Avoiding poison is the least of her troubles, however… General Brazell, father of the man she killed, has vowed bloody revenge; she’s beginning to have feelings for her captor, Valek; and someone is plotting the downfall of the current regime.
In a desperate race against time, Yelena must learn to control the growing magical talent within her and master the demons of her past. The Commander’s life, the future of Ixia and all those she loves depend on it…
Go ahead. Read the first book. You will love it.
The nice thing about this series is that Ms. Snyder follows it up with a whole new series “Glass” – about a character we meet in the Study books. She brings us right back to magical world she’s created, and generously lets us meet up with all those wonderful characters from the Study series.
But please – don’t make the mistake I made. Don’t read Glass before Study. You’ll enjoy all six books way more if you read them in order.
Since the release of Winter Fire in January, I’ve had loads of emails asking whether I’ll be writing Jenna and Garreth’s story.
I’ve even noticed a few curious search engine terms on my blog:
‘Jess Dee Winter Fire sequel’
‘Jenna Garreth Jess Dee’
I apologize to everyone who doesn’t already know the answer to this.
YES! I am writing their story. In fact, I’m about 3000 words short of completing the book.
I have tentatively titled it “Ties That Bind”, but that may change.
If you’re curious, here’s a little excerpt. A short, not so sweet, and very unedited excerpt. (Please don’t hold spelling and grammar mistakes against me. This is a very rough draft!)
TIES THAT BIND: An Unedited Excerpt
(Comment from Jess, added a few hours after posting this blog: Oops, just noticed I’d already posted the excerpt in my blog a few days ago. (Yeah, yeah, I’m losing my mind. I know.) So now I’ve changed it to a different one. You can read the original excerpt here.)
He began to sweat. “Jenna-girl,” he coaxed, “tell me you love me.”
She shook her head.
“Say it, Jenn.” Christ, he needed to hear the words. “Say ‘I love you, Garreth.’”
“I…” She broke off. Shook her head again.
“It’s easy. Listen, I’ll go first. I love you, Jenna Brooks. I have since the moment I met you. I love everything about you. I love how you stick to your beliefs and your scruples. I love how you put your friends and family first. I love how you love them. I love how hard you try and control your environment, how you’ve made it work for you. I love how determined you are to put your trauma aside, how you triumphed in spite of it. And I love how hard you’re trying to deny you love me.” He stopped, frowned and shook his head. “Uh, actually no, I don’t love that part. I hate it. But it’s making me horny as the devil, knowing you love me, knowing you’re making me work to prove I love you. You’re making me chase you, and believe me Jenn, I love a good chase. Especially when the prize is you.”
He took a breath. Gazed at her. Lost the very breath he’d just taken.
She looked half parts utterly smitten with him, and half parts utterly terrified.
“Tell me you love me, Jenna.”
Finally, finally, finally she spoke, and the words lodged in his heart like an arrow. “You fucked my best friend.”
He saw red. And for the first time ever, lost his cool with her. He lost it in a spectacular fashion. “Yes, I did.” He roared. “I fucked your best friend. I met her, I seduced her and I fucked her. I got her into my room, I got her naked, and I fucked her. And guess what? She fucked me too. We fucked each other.”
She stared at him, aghast.
“I knew who she was too. Right from the beginning. Knew she was the love of Jackson’s life. Knew she was your best friend. And guess what? It didn’t stop me. It encouraged me. I fucked her, and I let Jackson know I fucked her.”
“Bastard,” she spat at him.
“You know why I did it? You know why I fucked her?”
“Because you’re a moral-less, son of a bitch who doesn’t care who gets hurt?”
“Bong. Wrong! I did it for you. For you and for your coward-assed brother.”
“Well, gee, give the man a hand,” Jenna cheered sarcastically. “What a hero. Fucking a woman for the sake of his best friend and the woman he loves. A real fucking hero alright.”
“A real fucking hero knows what he wants and goes after it. Especially if what he wants, wants exactly the same thing he does. I want you, Jenna. I love you. You love me too. I was sick and tired of your excuses. Yours and Jackson. Both of you. Using the pact as an excuse. Putting it before your own happiness. Someone had to make you see the pact had outlived its usefulness. It wasn’t protecting you. Either of you. It was making you unhappy. It was making us all unhappy. You, me, Jackson and Rachel.”
“Ah, so you slept with Rachel to cheer her up? To cheer yourself up?”
“I slept with Rachel because someone had to open your eyes. Yours and your brother’s. Someone had to make you see clearly. I slept with her because I knew it would make Jackson jealous as hell. Jealous enough to make him act, finally. Jealous enough to make him break the pact. Because if he didn’t break it, you never would. If he didn’t free you from it, I could never have you.”
I’ll post more when it’s done, and let you know about release dates too. I promise.
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