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Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Boy I tell you what, a month is not a long time.  I have no clue where the time went.  Okay that's a lie.  Let's see during the month of april my sister got married, edits for "For His Love" were front and center, marketing "Storm's Fury" was a close second, my second job was fast becoming my primary job, and I started the third Book of the Anubi Series, "Treyce".

So yeah, I've had one hell of a month.  I even missed a few blog hops that I wanted to take part in and an interview or two, which isn't good.  Like I have a calendar for my salon, I think I'm going to have to get a calendar for this as well.  I swear, I never thought that trying to become a well known author was so time consuming.  I actually, at one time, thought that it was something that just happened. 

Okay moving one, because I'm actually stealing this time from "Treyce", "For His Love" is not available through musa publishing!!!  And as promised, I have an excerpt for you all, but first the ungodly blurb:

In a world where men are an endangered species, available only to the ruling class, and the majority of women date androids, the last thing Phia Zen wants is to buy her lover from a catalogue. Imagine her surprise when she receives her purchase, Donté, and discovers he’s a living, breathing man. Problem is he truly belongs to the most powerful woman in the world, and she’ll stop at nothing to get him back.

For the love of a real man, how much will Phia sacrifice? Her family? Her freedom? Her very life and the life of the only man she’s ever loved?

Excerpt:


“Good evening, Donté.”

She stared at him, and he had to wonder exactly what she was looking for. She had to have known once he had found favor, she could not touch him in that way ever again. “Good evening,” he finally replied.

She stepped closer to him, her breasts brushing against his bare chest. “I wanted to congratulate you on your wonderful luck. I hear your goddess is most desirable.”

“I wouldn’t know,” he bit out in a tone he had never used with any of his instructors before. He took a small step back away from her.

Her head tilted to one side and for an instant, he saw the look he’d seen numerous times on her face just before she chained him to the wall of her private classroom and tried to beat him into submission.

“If I had known you were going to be chosen, I would have made sure to schedule one last lesson with you,” she admitted brashly.

He could feel the eyes of the other nurturers trained on him as he took another step back away from her.

She covered the distance and continued, her hands gripping her hips, “There is still so much I need to teach you.” She eyed him from head to foot and back, devouring him. She bit down on her lower lip in a gesture that Xavier figured was meant to look sexy. It set his nerves on edge.

Xavier glanced away from her and around at the other occupants of the room. “I have learned all I need to learn from you,” he said as he stepped back again, his back bumping up against the cold steel of his hanger that housed all he owned in the world.

She grinned. Her breasts, flattened against his bare chest, felt like warm soft pillows begging to be plumped. If she weren’t such a sadist, the thought might have appealed to him. Her cool hands moved up his arms and over his shoulders.

Xavier shot a look at Savior and Kail for help, but all he saw staring back at him was regret and helplessness. They could not intercede. If he had not found favor, she would have been allowed to do this to him in the presence of others, because she was his instructor. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as her hand slipped down to his waist and into the elastic band of his white, loose-fitting cotton pants. He froze as her hand cupped his balls, her nails digging into the tender skin.

He hissed and closed his eyes as he grabbed her hand. “Stop,” he growled. His anger surged to the forefront and it took every ounce of will he had in him to keep it in check. He was too damn close. “I’ve found favor! You can’t do this!”

Xavier knew he couldn’t hit her or push her away. He could never put his hands on any female in such a manner. It went against everything he’d been taught and bred for, but this once, he wanted to pound a woman into the ground at his feet. His free hand clenched and released as he bit down hard on his lower lip and tried to suppress the hatred he felt for her and the violence he wanted to inflict on her. He couldn’t and wouldn’t allow her to throw his gift away.
She laughed in his face.


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There you have it now go get a copy and please don't forget to leave a review!!
 

 





Monday, February 20, 2012

And The Winner is...

Wow, this blog hop was fun!!  I hope it was as much fun for all of you as it was for me.

I didn't have a winner for the kindle, so I'll be holding onto my money a little while longer.  As for the t-shirt, once again no winner, but I will be choosing one lucky person to win a copy of Storm's Fury.

And that person is.......Bette!!

To all others please feel free to pick up a copy, you won't be disappointed.  Oh and whatever site you purchase it from, please leave a review. 

Thanks!!

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Happy 5th Birthday Aspen Mountain Press!!!!!!!

First and foremost, I want to thank all of you wonderful-wonderful, wonderfully crazy people for stopping by my blog on this, Aspen Mountain's Anniversary!!

Bonsai! Hooray!! Way to go!! Great job!!


I'm a newly published authoress, so let me introduce myself. I'm Nya Rayne, but please call me Miss Rayne when I'm nasty. I spend my time between sunny South Florida and beautiful Charlotte, NC, and I'm the proud parent-owner of a 1 and 1/2 year-old German shepherd by the name of Apache-Star.

Isn't she gorgeous?!?! I love dogs, so feel free to share some of your own with me!!
In addition to being a novelist, I am also a licensed stylist and cutting specialist to the stars--yeah, I'm claiming it!! If you want to find out more about me, click here and friend me on that wonderful thing called FACEBOOK!!

But I digress...

My current novel is a Futuristic Romance called, He Belongs to Me. It's about a world dominated by women where men are not only an endangered species, but a priceless commodity available only to the ruling class. It is the first novel of a three book series, the second of which is currently being written.

Check out this excerpt, it's all about the lead male with his sexy booty, chest and dreamy eyes:

Xavier stood, stepped to the end of the bed, and brushed a few thick locks of hair from his face. His Intimacy Instructor strutted in his direction, her blonde, board-straight hair pinned back away from her face. Her light brown eyes focused on him.

He didn’t like her, not because of who she was, more because of what she was. He’d read and studied his text thoroughly and he knew what she taught him was not considered intimacy. It was more barbaric and demeaning than anything else.

She stopped before him, a tight smile on her face. “Good evening.”

Kail and Savior spoke in unison, “Good evening.”

She ignored them and spoke directly to him, “Good evening, Xavier.”

She stared at him, and he had to wonder exactly what she was looking for. She had to have known once he had found favor; she could not touch him in that way ever again. “Good evening,” he finally said.

She stepped closer to him, her breasts brushing against his bare chest. “I wanted to congratulate you on your wonderful luck. I hear your goddess is most desirable.”

“I wouldn’t know,” he bit out in a tone he had never used with any of his instructors before. He took a small step back away from her.

Her head tilted to one side and for an instant, he saw the look he’d seen numerous times on her face just before she chained him to the wall of her private classroom and tried to beat him into submission.

“If I had known you were going to be chosen, I would have made sure to schedule one last session with you,” she admitted brashly.

He could feel the eyes of the other nurturers trained on him as he took another step back away from her.

She stepped forward and continued, her hands gripping her hips, “There is still so much I need to teach you.” Her eyes traveled the length of his body and back as if devouring him. She bit down on her lower lip in what Xavier figured was meant to look sexy. It set his nerves on edge.

Xavier looked away from her and around at the other occupants of the room. “I have learned all I need to learn from you,” he said as he stepped back again, his back bumping up against the cold steel of his hanger.

She grinned. Her breasts flat against his bare chest felt like warm soft pillows begging to be plumped or pulled closer. If she weren’t such a sadist, the thought might have appealed to him. Her lukewarm hands moved up his arms and over his shoulders.

Xavier shot a look at Savior and Kail for help, but all he saw staring back at him was regret and helplessness. They could not intercede. If he had not found favor, she would have been allowed to do this to him at will and in the presence of everyone because she was his instructor. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as her hand slipped down to his waist and into the elastic band of his white, loose-fitting cotton pants. His body froze as her hand found his member and cupped it, her nails digging into the tender skin.

He hissed and closed his eyes, his hand coming up to hers, gripping it. “Stop,” he growled. His anger surged to the forefront and it took every ounce of will he had in him to keep it in check. He was too close. He was too damn close. “I’ve found favor! You can’t do this!”

Xavier knew he couldn’t hit her or push her away. He could never put his hands on any female in such a manner. It went against everything he’d been taught and bred for, but her, he wanted to pound into the ground at his feet. His free hand clenched and released as he bit down hard on his lower lip and tried to suppress the hatred he felt for her and the violence he wanted to inflict on her. He couldn’t and wouldn’t allow her to throw his gift away.

She laughed in his face. It was a wicked cackle that caused the hairs on the back of his neck to stand on end and his ire to spike even more. “And do you…”

“Carnie, what are you doing?” a voice bellowed, cutting her off.

If you want more, then click here.
 
Contest....Contest...Contest TIME!!!!
 
 
 
First Contest
 
Now that you've purchased your copy of the book, be the first to tell me; first, what city were Phia (female lead) and Xavier in when he was recaptured, and second what city does Phia and her remaining compainions escape to inorder to avoid capture.
 
First Place Winner: $50 AMEX Gift Card
Second Place Winner: $25 Amex Gift Card
 
Second Contest
 
Respond to this blog, telling me about your favorite character and you'll be placed in the running for an autographed copy of He Belongs to Me and a one on one conversation on this blog with me!!  On second thought just post to this blog and you're in the running!!

TOUR RULES:::::::

1) Tour Starts: Monday, August 1, 2011 at Midnight (EST)
Tour Ends: August 7, 2011 at Midnight (EST)
Final Celebration is August 7th from 6pm-11pm (EST) at the AMP Community Loop.
Grand Prize: a Kindle (Wi-Fi, Graphite, 6″ Display with New E-Ink Pearl Technology) is the Grand Prize. Drawing will take place and be announced on August 7, 2011 on the AMP Community Loop at 11pm (EST). Only comments posted before 10pm (EST) on August 7, 2011 are eligible to win the Kindle. Winner will be notified by email on August 8, 2011 if they are not present on the Loop for the announcement.
***Individual winners from author contests will be drawn and posted August 8, 2011 on their individual sites.***
2) Participation at every blog on the tour is not required but the more blogs a person comments on, the more chances they have to win. If a person comments on one blog, they are entered into the Grand Prize Drawing once. If they comment on ten different blogs, they will be entered into the Grand Prize drawing ten times. Only one comment per blog per person will be entered to win the Grand Prize.
3) The winner of the Grand Prize must be a resident of the United States with a US mailing address. Non-US winners will be eligible for $50 US in Aspen Mountain Press books from the AMP Website.
4) Prizes at individual author blogs are completely at the discretion of the individual authors and are not in association with Aspen Mountain Press and its prize system. To enter the contest on any given blog, you must follow their contest rules and objectives.
5) By commenting on any blog in the tour, the participant is agreeing to these rules and policies.
6) All prize winners will be chosen randomly by using Random Line Picker.

Thanks so much guys and gals for visiting my blog, it's been a real blast!! Please feel free to stop in anytime, but for now your next stop will be to the wonderful and gifted Viki Lyn another one of Aspen's finest authors. Go ahead and grab your towels and spray bottles because the girl is HOT, HAUT, HOT,and did I say, HOT!!  Just click here, or here, or here and you'll be on your way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SEE YOU ALL REAL SOON!!!