Currently loving…*Sigh*

So, what am I currently loving?

It’s pathetic really, but here you go:

Chopped up apples in fresh, all natural yogurt.

*Sigh* Can you tell I’m on diet?

It’s amazing how everything tastes so good when you have limited amounts of it, isn’t it?

Jess

Is this the world’s cutest house cleaner?

Admit.

He is adorable.

Jess

Winter Fire – a teaser

The 4th of Jan is approaching fast, and I haven’t spoken much about Winter Fire at all.

Thought instead of telling you about this novella from the Red Hot Winter Anthology, I’d post a little snippet for your reading pleasure.

Enjoy.

WINTER FIRE

“You have a choice,” he said as he kicked the door closed behind them. “I can spread a blanket on the floor beside the fire, and we can do this the slow romantic way.” His eyes gleamed with desire, with a fire hotter than the one across the room.

Her heart picked up speed. “Or?”

He kicked off his shoes. “Or I can toss you on the bed and fuck you until we both pass out.”

She slung her jacket over the couch. As if there was a choice. Sensual, dreamy and romantic, or hot, hard and ruthless. “Option two.” Dreamy and romantic were stored away for Jackson.

His lips twitched. “I had you picked for the heated-kisses option.”

“And I had you picked as a model. Apparently we were both wrong. Now you gonna keep talking, or you gonna fuck me until we both pass out?” Oh, yeah, when she met Jackson tomorrow, the last thing on her mind would be jumping him. She intended to fully satisfy herself on the delicious man before her.

His T-shirt was off before she finished the question. “Option two.” His smile scorched her all the way through to her bones.

She stared at him, dumbstruck. With his shirt on he was beautiful. Without it, he was panty-wetting, tongue-drooling gorgeous. Sex on legs.

Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her cardigan and let it drop to the floor.

“Bed?” he rumbled.

“Lead the way,” she concurred and pulled her shirt over her shoulders.

Garreth fiddled with his button and seconds later his jeans gaped open. Rachel forgot to breathe.

He tugged at her thermal silk undershirt. “Any more layers I should know about?”

“Just two.”

He shook his head. “No blizzards in Australia.”

“I told you, I hate the cold.” She lifted her arms and let him dispose of the silk.

His thumbs grazed over her covered nipples, making her tremble. They beaded instantly.

“Too many clothes,” he grumbled, and the cami she wore disappeared.

He gazed hungrily at her bra-clad breasts. “God, you’re beautiful.”

“Look closer,” she urged, and reached back to dispose of the black satin-and-lace bra. Her breasts sprung free, feeling heavier than usual under the close scrutiny of those emerald green eyes.

“Jesus, fuck,” he swore hoarsely, and then she was in his arms, pressed against the glorious wall of his muscular chest.

His full, lush lips took hers in a blistering kiss. A kiss so wicked it shook her very foundations. It burned off the cold, replacing it with a fierce heat that seared her from her mouth right through to her feminine core.

He tasted of scotch and man and sex—every bit as scrumptious as she’d anticipated.

Better.

She tunneled her fingers through his hair, holding his head close, molding her lips to his, pushing her body against his.

Ah, that erection. It felt good against her belly. A solid mass pressing into her softer flesh. She wanted it in her hand. In her mouth. Fuck, who was she kidding? She wanted it buried in her pussy. And in her ass. Hell, she just wanted it inside her.

She slipped her hand inside his open jeans and cupped it over his cock.

He moaned into her mouth, rocking against her hand.

Or maybe that was her moaning. He was thicker than she expected. And harder. She struggled to find breath. If he felt so good in her palm, covered by his boxers, how would he feel driving into her pussy?

Garreth broke the kiss to kick off his jeans and boxers. Toned, muscular legs were revealed inch by endless inch. His freed cock jumped up, slapping against his stomach.

“Yours too,” he said as his boxers hit the floor. “Take ’em off.”

She shook her head. “Can’t. Sorry. My hands are full.”

“Yeah? Of what?”

“You.” She wrapped one hand around his shaft, closing it around the silken steel of his erection. The other she used to cup his balls.

He threw his head back with a hiss, and she experimentally slid her hand up and down, testing his girth and his length. Both were impressive, yet neither overwhelming. He’d be a good fit inside her.

“Ah, Christ,” he groaned. “Just like that.”

For a long moment he stood stock still, letting her explore, feel, play. And then his patience snapped. He picked her up and tossed her on the bed.

“Carry on like that, Rachel, and it’ll be game over before we even begin.”

______________

Winter Fire releases on the 4th of Jan, from Samhain Publishing.

Jess

A slide show

Today I am in the author spotlight over at the Australian Romance Readers.

You can check it out there, or you can just look at this gorgeous slide show they put up, using my covers.

I LOVE IT!

I’m even gonna add it to my widgets on the blog.

Thank you Debbie!

Jess

Naughty pics at Down Under Divas

I just blogged over at Down Under Divas, and I posted a couple of very naughty threesome pics.

Shhh.

Don’t tell anyone.

http://downunderdivas.wordpress.com/2010/08/28/the-lives-i-live-or-surpising-saturdays/

Jess

Meet the Heat: Valerie Tibbs

It’s hard not to mention Valerie’s name and not smile. She is the sweetest, nicest, most lovely person I know. It’s that simple.

Oh, and she creates absolutely stunning covers. What? You don’t believe me?

Check out her newest creation, made specially for me:

I  know! It is utterly gorgeous. When I received it, I loved V just a little more.

I’ve taken the time to interview Valerie.
So read on to discover more about her.

1) How did you get into designing cover art for romance books?

Actually, it was something that happened at my day job that prompted the thought.  They had let the marketing person go, and they needed someone with Photoshop skills to make some ads.  I whipped up a couple of ads that they liked and thought to myself, why can’t I do this outside my day job?  I’d been reading e-books for a while and thought, I should try my hand at this.  I started small, I made some signature banners, and some other lady that won’t be mentioned, encouraged me to make the leap.  Anne Rainey was a big help too.  She let me make a cover for a freebie she was offering on her website.  I then sent out a query to a publisher and offered to do one for free if they’d just give me a shot.  They did, and the rest is cover art history.

2) To date, how many covers have you designed?

I think I’ve lost count.  But over 100.

3) Which publishers do you design for?

Currently, Ellora’s Cave, Samhain, Loose-ID, Aspen Mountain, Lyrical Press, and Pink Petal/Jupiter Gardens.

4) Which is your favorite cover?

Wow, that’s like picking your favorite child…  Hmmm…  If I had to choose – from a technical standpoint, it would be As Timeless as Stone.  It has the most elements and it took the longest to create.  For sentimental reasons, I love the two covers I got to create for you.  Boys Down Under and Visiting Paradise.

5) So, you and Joy have a new venture. Tell us about it.

Joy and I started Author Design Services (www.authordesignservices.com) as a way to help new authors, or really anyone, who needed a new website.  We’re not a big design firm, but we wanted to give authors a chance at a decent starter site for a good price.

6) What would you rather eat: A a fillet steak, grilled to perfection, with steamed veggies and french fries, or a huge bowl of ice cream, assorted flavors, covered in whipped cream?

Can’t I have both?  But if I had to choose, I’d pick the steak.

7) What would you rather wear in public: A bikini or a straight jacket?

A straight jacket.  Refer to comment 6.  You really don’t want to see this bod in a bikini.  Seriously.

8) You’re about to indulge in a naughty menage. Just the three of you. Who’s with you? (And yes, you have to say.)

Christan Kane (Elliot from Leverage *drool*) and Clive Owen.  *more drooling*

BTW – It’s V’s Birthday on the 9th of August, so I’m taking this opportunity to say…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY V!

Check out Valerie’s blogs at International Heat. See’s giving away super prizes.

Also, you can take a look at all of Valerie’s work here.

Jess

Meet the Heat: Jess Dee

Yes, that’s me.

It’s my week in the International Heat spotlight.

To celebrate I’ll be giving away a series of prizes with each blog post.

So, for your chance to win, go check out International Heat.

Good luck!

Jess

Selena Illyria gets dee-liciously sexy with chocolate

Here she is, once again, the fabulous SELENA:

Sex! Chocolate!

What do you get when you mix Sex and Chocolate?

FUN!

Oh, sorry, too loud. *blush* What? You like fun don’t you?

My upcoming release from Changeling Press is part of the multi-author Sex and Chocolate. It’s called Chocolate Bliss. When I first heard about the series I really wanted to be apart of it. The problem was what to write? My original premise had the character of Roxi opening up her café n her boyfriend Connor’s adult club. Roxi is very stressed about the opening of the club and Connor is worried about her. So, he creates his family’s special Hot Chocolate to help her relax. Good intentions and all backfires when the Hot Chocolate relaxes her too much and her succubus nature is unleashed and an orgy breaks out and he has to call his best friend for help in handling the situation.

That was my first idea but sometimes things happen and stories evolve, change. The orgy was taken out. I know, I know, I was disappointed too. Maybe one day I’ll write how I’d seen the way the whole thing played out. One day, when I find time. LOL. I kept in the loss of control and the best friend aspect and what I have now is the story you’ll see.

Here’s a peek:

Blurb:

All Connor wanted was for his significant other Roxi to relax. Opening her new café has been stressing her out. So to help her unwind he concocts his special Bliss Out Hot Chocolate. Only it doesn’t go quite as planned.

Roxi’s not relaxed at all. The seal containing her succubus nature is deteriorating and the hunger for sex is wearing down her self-control. Connor calls on his best friend, an incubus, for help.

Unedited Excerpt:

Tired of losing control, she’d sought out the advice of a witch who told about the sealing ceremony. “The magicks involved are volatile and dangerous. You could die,” the witch had warned.
“I don’t care. Just make it happen.” Guilt, fear, anger and desperation had driven her to this point. She either wanted to die or have the monster inside of her sealed away if it couldn’t be killed. Roxi felt as if the hungers were trying to claw their way out of her. Every second that went by, a little more of control eroded away. The arousal extended thin fingers, tracing light touches up and down her spine. It lit nerve endings on fire and caused her pussy to contract. Her clit ached for a touch, anything to ease the need.
The world was a swirl of heat and desire. She swallowed and tried to push it all down. The power only shoved right back. Roxi stumbled backward and gasped as the energy surged upward. It stole her breath and sent her head spinning. She tried to breathe through the heat that was consuming her. A hand settled on her shoulder. Roxie looked up to find herself staring into calm, steady, golden eyes. The arousal slipped away. Rough fingertips trailed over her cheek. She turned into the touch. Her lips connected with his palm. Without hesitation she kissed the soft skin and sighed. The desire simmered in her veins. For the first time since her changing, she could control it.
Roxi closed her eyes and kissed his hand again. She inhaled his scent, a mixture of musk edged with something wild and chaotic. The cologne rushed through her. It sparked fires within her. Her succubus nature didn’t rise instead it lay content at this man’s feet. He pulled his hand away. For a moment the need came roaring back, out of control. Then it was pushed away when he cupped her chin, leaned forward and kissed her.
The first touch of his mouth was tentative, hesitant. When she didn’t push him away, the kiss became more. She heard his heartbeat in her head. The sweet and salty tastes of blood rolled around her mouth. Roxi hungered for him to sink deep inside of her until they were one. A thirst for his blood rose up so strong that she bit him. Instead of moving away from her, he groaned. She felt his arms wrap around her. He pulled her close. When their hips touched she felt his erection pressing against her stomach. Her pussy contracted. Desire dampened her panties. She wanted to feel every inch of him inside of her, fucking her hard.
Roxi broke the kiss. Her breath came out in soft pants as desire threatened to tug under its riptide. She looked up at him. Although her gaze was pulled toward his golden eyes, she studied his features fully from his high brow, to his sculpted cheekbones, aquiline nose and sensual lips. What shocked her most were the scars that slashed through his cheek and dragged the left side of his mouth down.
She reached up and traced the fine lines lightly.
He grabbed her wrist. The world stopped. Fear that she had done something wrong caused her to look away.
“It’s okay. The wounds still hurt, That’s all. Besides, I’d rather have your nails tearing up my back.” He smiled. Heat flushed her cheeks as she imagined their legs tangled with on other as their bodies moved together, trying to reach climax.
“I’m Connor, by the way. Reformed warlock.” He gave her a kiss which made her smile against his mouth. She kissed him back. Roxi lifted her hand and threaded her fingers through his hair. The silken strands trailed against her palm and sent pleasure up her arm. He rocked his hips against hers. She moaned and grabbed a handful of hair. Roxi pulled her face back and looked up at him.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” Roxi murmured.
“I’ll finish this as soon as I get the name I’ll be crying out tonight.”
She chuckled. “Handsome and cheesy too. It’s Roxi.”
“Roxi? Sexy. Well, Roxi, I’m here to help you with your sealing ceremony. I intend on making it as pleasurable as possible.”
“Oh really? How so?”
“You’re going to be tied down on your stomach. To help ease any pain or discomfort, I’m in charge of keeping you distracted.”
“I see. What exactly are you planning to do to me?”
“Oh, anything and everything you want.”
“I like that.” She stood up on tiptoe and gave him soft butterfly kisses all over his mouth.
“Then you’ll love this. Come on.” He slipped his arms from around her waist and stepped back, much to her annoyance. With only a few inches between them, her succubus pushed forward to take the softly smoldering fire and turn it into a bonfire. She groaned.
“Let me help you.” Connor held out his hand.
She didn’t hesitate to reach out and take what he offered. Roxi allowed him to lead her out of the room, down a hallway and into a well lit bedroom with a roaring fire in the hearth.
“Take off your clothes, lie on your stomach on the bed and trust me.”
“And if something goes wrong?” She watched emotions flit across his face. Guilt and fear were among them. Roxi squeezed his hand. “I was kidding. I trust you.”
“You do? But you don’t know me,” he said softly. Connor looked away from her and her heart ached for him. There was something about him that made her want to protect and comfort him before she fucked him crossed-eyed. She gave him her sauciest smile.
“I do know one thing about you.”
“What’s that?” He looked at her again, and she sucked in a breath as her heart skipped a beat.
“I know that you’re gorgeous and sexy, and I want to fuck your brains out.”
He laughed, which was what she wanted.
“I’m glad you’re feeling the instant attraction too. I promise not to be a downer. Let’s get you naked.” Connor reached out, took hold of the sides of her shirt and pulled. Buttons flew everywhere.
“Mmm, well aren’t you forward.” She did the same to him, exposing the hard wall of his chest and his ripped abdomen. Her mouth watered at the thought of exploring every inch of him.
“Tsk, tsk. I’m not on the menu… yet.”
“I’m glad you said ‘yet’, otherwise you were going to see a not so happy side of me.”
“I’m all about making you happy, honey.”
“Oh really?” She gripped the open sides of his shirt and pulled him toward her. “Then you better get these very obtrusive clothes off me if you’re going to make me happy.”

Coming to Changeling Press April 18th, 2010.

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1348
Use Coupon Code: ChocoBliss for 5% off your order at Changeling Press.com!

Check out Selena’s websites and blogs at:

www.selenaillyria.com

www.pinkchairdiaries.com

Chat invitation

This here is a quick post to let you know I’ll be chatting over at fellow author, Ashlyn Chase’s, Yahoo Group: Ashlyn’s New Best Friends, on Friday, 26th of Feb.

The chat has been set up at a time most convenient to readers everywhere:

4pm EST (Eg, New York)

9pm (London Time)

1pm (LA time)

8am (Sydney time – but it will be Saturday morning already!)

I’ll be posting excerpts, having a laugh, chatting and will offer up a prize.

So, come and join in the fun at:

Ashlyn’s New Best Friends Yahoo Group

See you there.

Jess

Viv Arend’s Wolf Flight

I am super excited to tell you all that Viv Arend has a new release: Wolf Flight.

This is the sequel to her number one bestseller, Wolf Signs, and I can promise you, Arend fans will not be disappointed.

Wolf Flight is a wonderful tale of shifters and romance, humans and wolves, and I think it’s safe to say, that once you’ve finished reading it, you’ll be howling for more!

Jess

WOLF FLIGHT:

An untriggered werewolf. A runaway Omega. It’s not easy fighting destiny.

Granite Lake Wolves, Book 2

Tad Maxwell’s workaholism serves to keep his bush-pilot company in the air, and his inner werewolf in check. In the two years since he discovered his heritage, he’s resisted the longing to test the power of his wolf side. It would mean compromising his human principles.

Then Missy Leason re-enters his life. Ten years ago, their teenage attraction never went beyond hand-holding. Now their chemistry is off the charts, pushing him closer to the step he’s not sure it’s safe to take, especially with a human.

But Missy is more like Tad than he realizes. She’s wolf too, and a wolf pack is a dangerous place to have secrets. Missy’s Alpha has sniffed out her carefully hidden Omega powers. Her first response: run from the corrupt Alpha’s plan to make her his mate. Step two: get to Tad, and hope like hell his untapped powers are strong enough to negate her own.

Every touch with Missy is hot, hot, hot, but even finding out she’s pure wolf doesn’t solve Tad’s dilemma. Is she using him, or are they truly destined mates? Only one thing is certain. He will defend her to his last breath—on his terms. Even if it means losing his life.

Product Warnings

Contains nasty Alphas, secret Omegas and werewolves acting raunchy on the dance floor. Sarcasm, wilderness cabins and hot nookie back by popular demand.