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So Taking Turns released yesterday. First of all, thank you to everyone who read and reviewed already! I’ve gotten so much great feedback on this book. The second book is live for pre-order on Amazon, KOBO, iTunes, and Nook right now and you can read the blurb for it below with those links. I’ve had a lot of questions about the audiobook. The publisher has the manuscript and is working on casting right now. I’d expect it to release some time around the release of book two, which is April 12th.
I’ve never been afraid of the dark...but that doesn’t mean I wanted to live in it. And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.
Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.
Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.
Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.
It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.
I just didn’t expect to like them.More info →
I lived in the dark for three years. My whole world revolved around the whims and happiness of three men. It was just a trip into the forbidden. A way out of a bad situation and forward into nothingness.
Quin, with his easy smile and charming good looks. He was always there for me... Until he wasn’t.
Smith, and his dispassionate attention. He was never there for me and he never regretted it.
Bric, the one who listened, but only to himself. Self-absorbed, self-obsessed, and self-serving. He was never the one I wanted.
And now he might be the only one I have left.
It was good while it lasted, I guess. But it could’ve been so much more. It could’ve been so much better.
And that’s why I’m turning back.More info →
I look her body up and down as I circle her.
I smile a devious, deviant, I’m gonna make you sorry you ever started playing this game with me smile.
And then I take her hand.
I lead her to the elevator.
We go up to my apartment.
I tie her wrists together with rope.
Raise her arms above her head.
And chain her to the ceiling.
It’s my turn.
Second, I’m running a bunch of giveaways. Two in the newsletter only and one new one each day in my fan group, Shrike Bikes. If you’re not on the newsletter list you can sign up here and I’ll send one out tomorrow or Saturday as a reminder for everyone to get in on those giveaways. I also have a Rafflecopter (which is at the bottom of this post) you can enter this week, and then another one you can enter next week. So make sure to stop by next week. I’ll only post once and that will be for the Marketing Tip Monday on, obviously, Monday. So check out that post for the new Rafflecopter (they are both $100 gift cards). BTW – Marketing Tip Monday is about pre-orders this week. I have SO MUCH to say about this subject, it might need more than one video.
Third,I have put up a new order form for signed books. It’s only for Taking Turns. I have so many books you guys, I can’t do the All-Books Order Form but once a year. And the Misters were so much work (because five books, right?) and I’m in mail overload at the moment. So only Taking Turns is available for signed copies. But this summer I will have an All-Books Order Form up for you to order any of my books and get it personalized and signed. The Taking Turns form is open International, but I can’t promise that the All-Books one will be. You cannot imagine how hard it is to fulfill those orders – especially when I get a hundred orders and each one has a dozen books in it. It’s just crazy. It drives me crazy. 🙂 Even with my daughter helping me with packing and postage, I still have to sign them all. It takes days and my family room is filled with shipping boxes.
Fourth. The next book is not Turning Back. Thought you might like to know that. 😉 The next book is Anarchy Missing, the second book in my supervillain romance Super Alpha Series. (←CLICK THAT LINK to be taken to the dedicated website for the SuperAlpha Series) Anarchy Found, which is book one and released over a year ago, is getting a new cover as well. Ambro Jordi is busy working on both Found and Missing right at this moment. I’m changing the cover for Found to coincide with the release of the audiobook – which should be in production soon, if it’s not already. So look for the cover reveals in the next month or so. Missing will not have a pre-order. I’m doing a smallish experiment on pre-order vs non-pre-order this year. And even though Missing is not a great book to do that with since it’s a supervillain romance and not very mainstream, I just need some perspective. I have it scheduled to released mid-March at the moment and I will keep you posted. If you want to learn more about the Anarchy books, see the link below.
Lastly, the Manic audiobook is done. Thank you Troy Duran and Anna Roirdan. I just have to finish listening and make the cover and then I will approve it for processing. Mr. Corporate is done and releasing on January 30th, so if you’re hooked on the Mister audio, you’re in luck! I get so many comments and questions on audiobook releases, so that’s why I’m telling you all this. Also, HUGE thank you to everyone who purchased, listened to, and reviewed Mr. Romantic. My publishers say it’s doing great. 🙂
OK, that’s the big update for today. 🙂 I’ll see you on Monday for Part Three of The Perfect Year – A Successful Release Strategy for Authors
Charm is the key to the world.
Charisma, magnetism, sex appeal—that ‘it’ factor that can’t be described.
Nolan Delany has it is spades.
The infamous Mr. Romantic.
And maybe he is out of my league… But I’m going to give it the old college try anyway. Because I didn’t travel two thousa...
If you’d like to read an excerpt from Taking Turns keep reading! 🙂 It’s dirty so… be aware!
“I don’t know where she is. And even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you. If she wanted you guys to know where she went and what she was doing, she’d have left a note.”
“OK. That’s fine. I accept that. All we need to know is if she’s all right. That’s it. Was she stressed out?”
Marcella thinks about this for a moment and then says, “Yes. I’d call her stressed out.”
“Do you think she was afraid?”
More thoughtful consideration from Marcella. “I don’t know if I’d call it afraid. But she was crying when we talked that afternoon.”
“Do you know why?”
Marcella shakes her head no.
“No idea at all? I mean, come on, Marcella. We love her, OK? Not equally and not all in the same way. But we love her. We need to know if she needs our help.”
“She did not confide in me, Mr. Bricman—”
“Bric,” I say. “Just call me Bric.”
Marcella sighs. “I don’t have the answer you need. I promise, I’d tell you if I thought she was in trouble and needed help. I think she has something going on. For sure. But I got the feeling she was handling it.”
I nod my head and take a seat on one of the bar stools. “And you? You came upstairs…”
“I don’t want to talk about it. It was obviously a mistake.”
“Maybe,” I say. “Maybe not.”
“Your friend is weird, Bric. I’m not getting involved with him.”
“Then why did you let Quin fuck you?”
She blows out a long breath of air.
“I’m not trying to be mean, Marcella. I’m trying to understand. And I’m trying to figure out if you’re interested.”
“Interested?” She laughs. “In that sex game you were playing with Rochelle?”
“If you knew about it—and you clearly did—and you didn’t want to partake—again, you clearly did—then why let Quin fuck you?”
Marcella leans her hip into the granite counter next to the stove and folds her arms across her chest. “What do you want me to say? I was horny? It sounded dirty and I wanted to get in on it?”
“That would be a good start.”
She grunts in denial.
“We’re interested, Marcella. That’s why I’m here. We are interested.”
“You need a replacement before the weekend?”
“I have never seen Rochelle on the weekends. I have Wednesdays and Thursdays.”
“Oh.” She laughs. “My mistake. You need a fuck buddy before tomorrow?”
“Can you just be serious for a minute?”
“Sure,” she says. “Sure. Let’s be serious about what you’re offering me. You and your friends want to own me. Share me. Fuck me senseless, any way you want. Let’s get serious about this.”
“You don’t have to be condescending.” I shrug. “Some people like the dark side of sex. And let’s get real as long as we’re getting serious. You like the dark side, Marcella.” I get up and walk around the island so I’m standing in front of her. “You like the forbidden world we live in. Because if you didn’t, you’d never have agreed to whatever plan Rochelle sold you. So why don’t you just shut the fuck up with your holy self-righteous attitude and listen to my offer.”
“You have some nerve coming here—”
I grab her face with one hand, my thumb pressing into her jaw and my forefinger wrapping under her chin. “Shut. The fuck. Up.”
She breathes hard and heavy, but she doesn’t do anything but obey.
“That’s better,” I say, letting go of her face. “I’m going to pick you up on Friday and we’re going on a date.”
“I’m working Friday,” she says. Her voice is smaller now. Slightly—not all the way, but slightly—submissive.
“I know.” I’m trying my best to be patient with her. “The gallery. We know Matisse. We’re all going to that opening. So I’m going to pick you up at five-thirty and you and I are going to go together.”
“You and I?” she asks.
“Quin and Smith will be there, but you are my date. Understand?”
She says nothing, so I wait her out. When the seconds continue to tick off with no answer from her, I explain it another way. “It’s a job interview, Marcella.”
“A job?” She pulls away from me, her upper body leaning back against the granite countertop.
“A job with lots of benefits.”