Saturday, 30 June 2012

Canuck Man Candy for Independence/Canada Day!


Hello all!

I am thrilled to be part of the Independence Day Blog Hop! As a Canadian gal, I'd like to take the time to wish a happy day to all my lovely American friends!

Do make sure you visit the Celebrating Independence blogspot at http://thebloghopspot.com/event-page/ and leave a comment for all the wonderful authors!  I will be choosing a prize winner from those who leave comments on my blog post. The lucky person will win a copy of my ebooks For the Love of a God, and Up In Flames!

Here’s how the hop goes: each of the 100's of participating authors are going to run a contest on their blog for the readers to enjoy! So make sure you visit each author!  Contest starts Sunday, July 1, 2012 and ends Wednesday, July 4, 2012 at midnight.



In Canada, we celebrate Canada Day on July 1, so Happy Canada Day to my Canuck pals as well! As a sexy shout out to Canadians and Americans alike, I thought it might be fun to showcase some of my favorite delicious Canadian man candy!  These are just some of my fave guys, and I hope I'm introducing you to some sweet new faces. Let me know who your faves are!

( Oh, and you won't find any Justin Biebers here!)



1) Canadian Olympian Adam Van Keoverden...that looks like a healthy tongue! Check out those arms!




2) Canadian Olympian and NHL star Sidney Crosby...I love Sid the Kid! He may play for Pittsburgh, but he's a Canadian boy with awesome lips!



3) Actor Ryan Reynolds...no explanation required here.

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4) Actor Ryan Gosling...total no-brainer



5) Francois Arnaud from The Borgias! So cute...lust in an irreligious package! Bless me!



6) Model Andrew Stetson...ah, golly, I don't even know where to begin on this one! Too gorgeous to be believed!






So, I hope you've enjoyed my selections and that they've put a little something-something in your holiday! I know they've, ahem, inspired me!  Visit the blog hop and have a great holiday!

Cheers!

Rosanna Leo

Thursday, 28 June 2012

Laura Tolomei: Passion, fire and pain!

Hello friends!

Laura Tolomei is here today and I already have to say "Whew!"

Have you seen her Virtus Saga? If not, you're in for a spicy treat. Read on as she tells us about the latest installments to this thrilling, sexy series!

Laura...go ahead...I have to check my blood pressure!


Passion, fire and pain

The Virtus Saga



How about some hot, spicy, BDSM without the chains and ties, but with lots of sex and blood? All in the Virtus Saga style, which as readers know, sees Christopher Templeton and Ylianor Caldwell engaged in a ruthless game of knife and domination. So here are two excerpts. One from The Festival, Virtus #3, and one from my latest release, The Leader, Virtus #4, just to show you how things evolve with them.



R-M/F BDSM EXCERPT (The Festival)

“Unlike you, dearie, I’m not afraid of competition.” The thin red lines on her back widened like a fine web and he watched them fascinated, tracing their borders with the knife, then moving it to the left, he started a fresh slice. “Because I have none. And thanks to Arthur, I learned to work my way around all those annoying sons of bitches that are going to bother him.”

“Whatever you do, you’ll never get rid of me.”

“Maybe I’ve got to hand it to you.” Impressed and amused at the same time, he cocked his head in mock admiration just as the blade penetrated deeper. “You’ve been more persistent and bothersome than any of Arthur’s pesky boys, always hanging round him for a word of approval or a quick fuck, whatever came first.” Licking his lips, he ran the pointy blade on her skin. “Even using my knife didn’t get you gone.” Suddenly furious at the thought, but more with what he felt he had to say simply because he could not ignore the truth anymore, he slashed her arm, wanting to hurt her for the first time since he had started the dangerous game. “Damn you! Ever since I first cut you up, I haven’t been able to take my mind off it or to how much you turned me on, to the point I wanted you so badly, I would’ve fucked you if he hadn’t been there.”

The green eyes blazed in triumph, but her mouth remained sealed, in spite of the pain she must have felt.

“But maybe it’s because you like it even more than I do.” Remembering it was a game and regaining his cool control, he eased the pressure on the blade, bending to lick the blood off her arm, relishing the deep shivers running underneath the surface. “It’s as if your skin begs me to slice it to bits.” Maneuvering the knife, he made it spill more drops of blood. “Which isn’t exactly the point I wanted to make, since it should be a punishment.”



R-M/F BDSM EXCERPT (from The Leader)

Rising, he pulled Ylianor up on her feet, so close his lips almost brushed hers. “Of course, it’s easier when it’s the worthless life of a miserable slave.” Knife already in hand, he trailed it on her throat before slipping down her back to rip off her robe. “Particularly if that slave happens to be you.”

“If you think you still scare me, you’re dumber than I thought.” Stiffening, she straightened her shoulders and dared him to go further. “Especially now that you need me for your family’s sake.”

Damn! She was right. “Don’t flatter yourself.” Gone all clothes, the blade dipped into soft tissue, rupturing the skin and making the first smudges of blood. “I can have anyone I want.” Another vicious slide and more blood dotted her back.

“As usual, you overate yourself, Lord Templeton.” As he moved to taste her arm, she did not flinch despite the red trail he left behind. “I for one care nothing to please you—”

“Is that why you became my slave?”

“Only because he insisted on it.”

Damn, she was good at playing the game, he had to hand it to her, almost as good as he was. “What a smooth liar you are.” The incision cut deeper than he intended, and Ylianor trembled slightly without a word escaping her lips. “As if you didn’t beg me at Brickstone Crossroad long before he ever ordered you.” Twisting her arm behind her back, he drew her against his cock straining with the need to have her.

“Like now you’ll beg me to accept your proposal.” She spat cruelly, swaying her hips against the erection as to reinforce her point.

“Ha, you wish!” He thrust her back so their closeness would not overwhelm him. Fuck! His lover was right all along! To silence his urge, he carved more tender flesh, aiming this time for the other arm, then going to the back again, now completely smeared with red streaks. “As if I’d beg an expendable slave.” He could not help bringing her near again to tilt her head and run the blade on her neck.

“I know.” Instead of whimpering like a coward, Ylianor raised a blazing green gaze, staring him straight in the eyes. “You’d rather do the manly thing and erase his memory, too scared of the competition.”

“Fuck you, woman! Don’t tempt me ‘cause I might get it right next time,” he breathed in her ear, but it was his undoing. The erection he had been nursing since the beginning of the exciting game, threatened to burst. “Now get down on your knees and suck me dry before I do what I should’ve done the moment I laid eyes on you.”








Virtus Saga Book 3
GENRE: GLBT, m/m, m/m/f, f/f, Fantasy, Paranormal, Horror.
ISBN: 978-1-55487-614-3
PUBLISHER: eXtasy Books
COVER: Angela Water

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BLURB
Prisoner of their whims, it was impossible to resist them further. With a shock of pleasure, she realized they were her masters—not just one, but both—to which she surrendered herself, body first, juggled upward and sideways, until she had no choice but to ride their tide, swept along with their passion, swelling uncontrollably as they drove her into bliss, her convulsions sucking them to the balls and squeezing them dry.

Virtus Saga Book 4
GENRE: GLBT, Gay, Ménage, Fantasy, Paranormal, Romance, m/m, m/m/f, m/m/m/m/f
ISBN: 978-1-77111-099-0
PUBLISHER: eXtasy Books
COVER: Angela Water

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They thought they defeated Virtus once and for all. They thought they could live happily ever after. And it was no consolation to know it had to be done, like Ylianor suggested from the start, the separation necessary. Now with the Fitting and an unexpected pledge, their coming together the three of them, is at risk once more, with their compelling sexual attraction standing in the way of true union. But somehow they are the future of their world, so how to relate in and out of the council, mostly in and out of bed?






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Thanks for being here today, Laura! It was a treat!

Tuesday, 26 June 2012

Liebster Blog Nomination for Rosanna Leo's Room!

My first nomination




Well, imagine my surprise when I checked my emails yesterday and discovered that the wonderful Zrinka Jelic nominated me for a Liebster award! Thank-you Zrinka!!  What is a Liebster Blog award, you say? The Liebster Blog Award is an award given to blogs that have less that 200
followers. It's a way of generating some love and some traffic for smaller bloggers. Of course there are some other rules:
  1. Each person must post 11 facts about themselves
  2. Answer 11 questions the tagger has given you and give 11 questions for the people you've tagged
  3. Choose 11 people and link them in your post
  4. Tell them you've tagged them
  5. No tag backs

11 facts about Rosanna Leo:

1. I am a mom of two wonderful sons who drive me crazy and light up my life at the same time!

2. I have had epilepsy since I was 10.

 

3. When I'm not writing, I work in my local library and love it!

4. I am obsessed with all things paranormal.

5. I love animals and we have a cat named Sweetie (don't laugh). 

6. I believe Nutella comes from Heaven and I like a scoop, right out of the jar, once a day.

7. I get peeved when people don't say "bruschetta" correctly.

8. I am still boy crazy after all these years.

9. I need to write romance.

10. A Scottish accent will reduce me to little more than a pile of mush with eyes.

11. I love my life. 

Questions for me from Zrinka:

1. What is your sweetest dream?
I had a great one when I was a teenager and in love with Duran Duran. I dreamt the whole world was vampires and gunning for me. Simon le Bon was the head vampire. The dream ended with me running away and Duran Duran chasing me into this house. The last thing I remember was Simon coming for me, confident and sexy. I know, I know...weird.

2. Whose the hunk you'd take with you to the gala?
Well, if hubby couldn't come, I think I might like me some Gerard Butler.

3. E-book or paper-back, which one you prefer?
Both, but for obvious reasons, I'm going to say ebook!! Ha!

4. Chocolate, vanilla or strawberry?
Chocolate or vanilla.  NEVER strawberry! That stuff is vile. And Neopolitan ice cream is sent from the devil. It shouldn't exist.

5. Are you an early bird or a night owl?
I've been both and am not quite convinced which one is me yet. Probably early bird.

6. Cookies or cream? Or both?
Where are we putting them?  LOL! Give me cream in my coffee, baby!

7. Coffee or tea?
Well....coffee...although I am currently trying to quit it. I should be getting really ornery soon...

8. What's your favourite pass time activity?
Writing. It's my passion and my best hobby. I need to write, as I said earlier. However, when not writing, hubby and I love hiking and travelling.

9. Your dream vacation spot?
London, England. There's so much to do for a history nerd like me.

10. Would you ever go skydiving?
Not in a million years. Terrifying!!! Ack!

11. If you could time travel, would you go into the past or the future?
I would so go to the past, every single time. The future doesn't interest me, at least not in a sci-fi way.


 
Blogs I tagged:

(Danita Minnis)
 
 


(Pauline Allan)



Jocelyn Adams



Jenna Storm


Laci Paige


Jane Wakely


Chastity Bush


Ella Jade



Tory Richards


Crystal Cuffley


D.X. Luc


My questions for those I've tagged:


1) Aside from what you're doing, what is your dream career?

2) Who is your fave literary hero ever?

3) If you could be anywhere right now, where would it be?

4) What is your favorite drink?

5) Who inspires you most?

6) Cat or dog person?

7) If a vampire offered you eternal life, would you say yes or no?

8) Which paranormal creature would make the best mate for you?

9) Who's your favorite movie actor?

10) If you had to pick either Italian or Chinese food, which would you pick?

11) Would you ever consider plastic surgery?

Thank-you all, and have fun!

Rosanna






 




Sunday, 24 June 2012

Lynn Crain Blushes for Us!

Howdy everyone!

I have the pleasure of hosting the wonderful Lynn Crain today!  Lynn's new sci-fi erotic romance is called The Harvester...and I can't wait to hear more about it! Thanks for joining me, Lynn! The floor is yours!



Blushing & the Erotic Romance Writer

 

Everyone knows I’m an erotic romance writer. I don’t hide the fact at all. If the story calls for some steamy hot sex, then the story gets that scene. The one thing I do get reminded of occasionally is the fact I used to be a blush queen growing up. This was brought home to me when I recently pulled up an article from another author who talked about her ‘blush-o-meter’ and it reminded me of how I used to be.



Growing up, it didn’t take much to get me going. I know I was the only high school senior to be photographed with the then President Gerald Ford who could compete with the sun. It has it good and bad points. Still, the story reminded me of my early days as an erotic romance writer and two specific times when blushing got me a lot of attention.

The first one was when I was asked to bring my very first completed book to a college gang party. These were the people I had learned to become an adult with and I had a lot of apprehension. These people had embarrassed me and held me when I cried or when I was sick. There were many good and bad memories with these folks.

I told the DH, Gordon, and he convinced me it was all good. But as we got closer to the party, the more trepidation I was feeling.

Once there, the manuscript was being handed around and then I started getting comments like, 'great job' and 'I've never know anyone who completed a whole book before' and then I saw one of my old college boyfriends reading it.

He walked up to me and stated, "You know if you'd done that to me, maybe we'd still be together."

I could feel my face turning warm and I had to be very careful here. If I said the wrong thing, he’d think I still liked him or something. "Maybe I would have if you deserved that type of treatment."

"Gordon must be a very lucky man." He walked away as the DH walked up.

"What's wrong with him?" DH asks.

"He got to the love scene."

"Oh."

"He said you were a lucky guy."

"He did." DH puffs up and says, "I think I'll go talk to the guys."

The college girl friends came up. "What's up with the guys? And how about you…you’re blushing!"

"They're all talking about the love scene.”

“No wonder you’re blushing!"


I looked at them and arched a brow. “Maybe I should remind all of your husbands, we all went to college together. After all I didn’t win a knockwurst contest.” Every other woman at the party had a face redder than mine. LOL! Revenge is soooo sweet!

The next big time that I can remember me really, really blushing was when I wrote my first BDSM story about six years ago now. It was also the last time that I can remember me having that particular affliction. I had to do a lot of what I considered covert research as I prepared to write this story of a woman's darkest fantasies. Finally, I got the courage to just sit down and get it done. The whole day, I would write a sentence and get up to pace, wondering what I was doing since I knew nothing of that world. Still, I plugged away at it until I eventually got it right. It was the first thing I sold to eXtasy books. I was really surprised.

But half way into the process, my husband shocked me by showing up in my office. My face went from zero to
RED in the span of less than 10 seconds.

“Something wrong?”

“No, why are you asking?”

He gives me his quirky smile and says, “There are only a few times I’ve ever seen you blush in twenty years.”

I sat still. “Really?”

“Yeah. It’s mainly when I caught you doing something you shouldn’t and when you’re thinking about sex.”

I gasped. “What makes you think I’m doing something I shouldn’t? I’m an adult.”

“With an antiquated idea about sex sometimes. If you’re going to really be an erotic romance writer, you have some changing to do.” He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’m sure that practice will help!”

I roll my eyes and tell him nothing is going to happen until I finish this story.

That very day, my whole attitude changed. I wasn’t ashamed of my writing at all. It was just that I was brought up in the Bible belt and as anyone who has grown up there knows, the fear of God and sex can be pounded into you from the moment you walk. And lordy, the brimstone…LOL! There is absolutely nothing wrong with sex. It’s a natural thing and we have such a backward sexual outlook in America that it took some retraining on my part to not let it worry me at all. Now, I barely bat an eye. There's a private me and a writer me.

I advertise my very sexy books all the time and I do write to every heat level as the story dictates. I am passionate about all my books as every author should be. If you’re embarrassed about it, you don’t need to be writing it at all. I write what I love and nothing compromises that position. Sometimes my characters want the full Monty and others, they want it very sweet.

Now it’s my DH’s turn to blush every time he drives my car. My license plate says ERWRTER and he’s been asked many times what it means. I'll show you all a picture sometime. He tells them the truth…it means…Erotic Romance Writer. The moment he tells the women, they get a gleam in their eye and say ‘Ah’ while the men just shake their heads and walk away, knowing they wouldn’t be caught dead in my car.



Let me know if you’ve ever had any embarrassing moments in your early days. To the one with the best story, I’ll give you a copy of my latest book! Good luck everyone!

Lynn

Read Lynn Crain’s latest
sci-fi erotic romance
The Harvester
TODAY!!





Logline: Sky Nerezsh, a Harvester of men, leaves home avoiding a tragic path when a rival comes to claim Earth and the two Scottish lifemates she’s just discovered.

Premise: Princess Sky Xera Nerezsh came to earth to avoid the normal succession path to the throne. Being the oldest daughter, she will be required to murder her mother in order to secure her path to power. Sky loves her mother and refuses this path, choosing instead to disappear in the vast reaches of space. When her past collides with her present, she has to think quick on her feet, claim two men and a whole planet just to avoid the inevitable: a meeting with her mother. Along the way, she discovers true love and a burning need to be there for them always. Now if the other Harvesters can just keep to themselves, they’ll have no problems. But who said true love was ever easy.

Excerpt: Suddenly one dark haired man was on the table in front of her, gyrating his sexy hips in her face, his package mere inches from her mouth. In another life, she would have leaned forward and planted her lips on his crotch, willing his body to perform. She really should have been paying more attention to the situation around her instead of wondering about where Angela had gotten herself.
Leaning down, his breath reminded her of the sweetgrass that grew on her home planet of Tyrsati, heightening her senses even more. “Sweetheart, I see how you want me...it’s written all over your face.” His voice purred in her ear.
Sky gasped and pulled back to get a better look at the man in front of her. He reminded her of the gods of Vada. He was tall, well-muscled, dark hair brushing the top of his shoulders and had the most incredible violet eyes she had ever seen. Guess the optics weren’t wrong. He would fetch an exquisite price on Texra and her mother would be extremely proud for her acquisition. She shook her head to clear the cobwebs.
“Nice eyes, sweetie – hang around after the show – I’ll make it worth your while.” His voice hit a resonance with her and her whole body flushed. It had been years since she had reacted to any man. Now her emotions and body betrayed her for an insignificant being on an outer planet. She shook her head. This planet was no more insignificant than any other, including her own but she knew if she didn’t get herself under control, the Harvester in her would take over. Old habits die hard.
“Don’t let his demeanor fool you, luvey. He just wants to get into your pants.” Another deep voice reverberated close to her ear.
She glanced over her shoulder and again her breath was nearly taken away as she looked into the bluest eyes she’d ever seen in the galaxy bar none. The sky of Octa couldn’t hold a candle to the color that swirled in their depths.
“Ooo, Jaxon is right about the eyes. Very cool green.”
“Contacts,” Sky managed to get out for the second time this evening, her voice low.
“And a sexy voice to boot. Very nice.” He twirled away to join his companion on stage. He was just as nice looking as the first guy but just a little shorter. His shiny hair swung around his jaw line as he moved and her hands ached to run her fingers through it and over his body.
She sat there stunned as the people at her table laughed and clapped her on the back as if she’d done some sort of fantastic feat. While her time on this planet had been very thrilling, in her old life working for her mother, their performances had to be impeccable or their fate might be worse than death. She vaguely wondered just how she’d rate them.
Sky did her best to smile and act as if what happened was one of the most exciting things in her life when in reality it brought back some memories she’d rather forget. Folding her hands in front of her, she closed her eyes and steadied her breathing. She opened her eyes slow and caught a glimpse of a targeting laser. The light was in a part of the spectrum that no one of this planet could even see but her optics caught it.
Scanning the crowd, she allowed her eyes to whirl, not caring who saw. There were not supposed to be any Harvesters on this world as it had been declared too primitive to even be included in the Alliance of Planets. She came here because she knew this was the one place her mother wouldn’t think to look. Now, she knew another Tyrsatian walked the same world as she did, occupying the very same room.
Maybe it was time to see just what type of trouble Angela got herself into. Leaning across the table, she quickly gave Jayne her phone number and said her goodbyes to all the others present. Rising slowly, she didn’t want to alert the other Harvester but she was just far enough away and at a weird angle to not see who it might be. Moving quickly to the back wall, she moved to where she stood way behind the woman but close enough to see who it was.
Jesata Ardik. Of all the Harvesters to show up on her new home planet, one of the most relentless in the business had to land on her new home. This wasn’t going to be easy. She had to delay her from marking them because once they were marked, it didn’t matter wherever in the universe they were, they would be considered fugitives until captured and sold to the highest bidder. Meaning, she wouldn’t be able to get them off world without the help of her mother.

           
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Lynn Crain has penned over 25 novels in  romance in the genres of science fiction, fantasy and contemporary romance, erotic to tame in nature. She always knew that writing was her calling even if it took years at other professions to prove it. She has belonged to EPIC and RWA for more years that she cares to think about. Currently, she lives in Europe while her husband of nearly 30 years pursues his dream of working internationally. Her state-side home is in Nevada where family and friends wait patiently for their return. You can find her hanging out at A Writer In Vienna Blog (www.awriterinvienna.blogspot.com) and various other places on the net (www.theloglineblog.blogspot.com; www.twitter.com/oddlynn3; www.lynncrain.blogspot.com ). Still, the thing she loves most of all is hearing from her readers at lynncrain@cox.net.



Wednesday, 20 June 2012

Sexy Summer Solstice Blog Hop 2012!


“Summer Lovin’ Happened So Fast”


     I’m so happy to be a part of the Sexy Summer Solstice Blog Hop 2012!  It’s my first time being part of this hop, so please be gentle with me!  For more info on the hop, please visit http://justromance.me/.  Come check it out! The grand prize is a NOOK Simple Touch with Glowlight!





     In keeping with the theme of the Summer Solstice, I began to think of summer loves and what makes them so special.  The mere mention of a summer love brings a nostalgic smile to many faces.  Why is that? 

     For me, I remember the loves I had when I was younger.  Summer meant the end of school, and the start of those lazy days when I could hang with my friends.  It seemed I spent endless hours with my girlfriends gossiping on porches, drinking cream soda and watching the boys walk by.  Invariably, I would ride my bike past the house of the boy I liked, and if he was home and offered me a welcoming smile, it would make my day. 

     Summer love is sexy love. Rolling in the grass with your partner, the fragrance of cut grass lingering on your clothes.  Walking the boardwalk by Lake Ontario, wearing shorts and Tees and sandals, blushing at appreciative smiles from handsome men.  Sharing a drippy ice cream cone with a lover, getting giggly and sticky with each other, a delicious premonition of what might come later. 

     Summer love is optimistic.  It’s the start of a new season, a new chapter.  A time when sad memories can be shelved and new memories created.  It seems everyone is a little happier then, a little freer.  It seems one can wrap up one's problems in a tight ponytail and forget about them.

     What are your sexy summer love memories?  I do hope you'll share!



    

Tuesday, 19 June 2012

Rush over to see Elle Rush!

Hi all;
I am thrilled to have another wonderful Liquid Silver Books author visiting with me today! Her name is Elle Rush! Help me welcome my fellow Canuck, enjoy her fun interview and read about her amazing new book!

Elle, a few questions so our audience can get to know you better!




1) Did you always want to be an author?  If not, what else would you have done?

Always. I’ve worked 20 years in the finance industry but that has always been my day job.  On the up side, when I become a best-selling author I’ll know where to invest my royalties and all the right tax moves.

2) What is the strangest job you ever had and why?

I handed out food samples in a grocery store when I was in high school.  Why? I was in high-school and needed cash.  For the record, it’s much easier to get people to try new soda flavours rather than new brands of yogurt.

3) What is your favourite book of all time and why?

If I only had one book to read for the rest of my life, it would be… oh, I am so going to cheat… “The Complete Works of Jane Austen”. But as much as I love Jane, it wouldn’t be much of a life with only one book.

4) Describe your ideal hero (details please! *wink wink*)

I think the universal qualities are intelligence, integrity and a sense of humour.  A nice smile is good too. But my guy also needs to have the voice.  You know, the voice. The low, gravelly voice that brings your whole body to attention and makes you agree no matter what the guy is saying.  Oh, yeah, baby, that voice.  Accent optional.

5) If you could share a romantic evening with any character from romance literature (any genre), who would it be and what would you do to him (ahem! With him)?

I think a date with Clay Bennett (Nalini Singh’s “Mine to Possess”) would be a fun night: maybe a walk on the beach at sunset, dinner in Chinatown in San Francisco, and a moonlight stroll through the woods, dark and deep, with an attentive, attractive man with a tree house.  What - you can’t think of anything fun to do in a tree house?

6) What comes first for you: plot or character?

All my story ideas start with a person in a situation. What if X happened to Y? From there, I extrapolate until I know everything that led up to the event that popped into my head, and what happened after.

7) Who is, hands down, the sexiest male actor of all time?

What is with all the “only one” questions, Rosanna?  Variety is the spice of life.  Fine, if I can only pick one, right now it would be Vin Diesel.  I may change my mind by next week.

8) You are always welcome to change your mind, Elle. God knows I do! So, describe your writing style for us please.

Funny, flirty and fast-paced.

9) Who is your favourite author and why?

Again with the one!  My favourite romance author is Nalini Singh from New Zealand.  I love both her series because of the great characters, world-building, and locations.  My favourite action-adventure writer named Matthew Reilly who is from Australia.  He blows stuff up really well.   My favourite classics author is Jane Austen, for bringing a now-historical period to life.  Go Commonwealth!

10) What is on the horizon for you? Any interesting news or books we should know about?

My first contemporary “Private Encore” was just released by Liquid Silver Books and I’m so excited about that I can hardly stand it.  I also have a holiday story out on submission right now and I’m in the middle of another spicy contemporary novella.  After that, I’ll pick one of the more than two dozen ideas on my plot bunny list and get to work, but I think I will be moving out of novellas and into category romances.

Thanks for sharing Elle! You're a good sport!




Elle Rush is a contemporary romance author from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. Her first novella "Private Encore" was published by Liquid Silver books. In addition to her love of writing, Elle is also an aspiring gardener. Once she heard that talking to plants helps them grow, she named her new hostas "Manana", "Luego", and "La-Vista". She is currently working on her next two projects.
Follow her on her website at www.ellerush.com or follow her on Twitter at elle_rush.

The link to her book is here:

http://www.king-cart.com/cgi-bin/cart.cgi?store=linda018&product_name=Private+Encore&return_page=&user-id=&password=&exchange=&exact_match=exact


Her website link is here:

http://www.ellerush.com/



This is my blurb:

Last year, jazz singer Eloise Bright walked in—and then out—on her husband when he was about to get even for an imagined indiscretion. By the time security specialist Rick Mundy realized he should have trusted his wife over the tabloids, it was too late to save their marriage. Now Rick has the opportunity to make amends when he’s assigned to protect Eloise from a new wave of aggressive reporters and vicious rumors on the eve of her breakout tour. Not only is Rick fighting for a second chance against stories of Eloise in an affair with her singing partner but Eloise is on the verge of losing her professional reputation before her career even takes off. If they can find the source of the rumors, they could both win. Unfortunately Eloise is only supposed to be in Seattle for a short engagement, which doesn’t leave Rick much time to convince her to give them a private encore.