My Hectic Summer

This summer has been hectic as hell. Despite that I'm not sure I want it to end. I've been MIA in general thanks to deadlines. This summer I signed FIVE contracts for new stories, and one contract for another story to go into print as part of an anthology. Most of the five contracts were for single titles or the first in series.

1. Monstrous Kink - Coming from Loose Id
2. Violet Storm - Coming from Changeling Press
3. The Firm: Nutcracker - Coming from Changeling Press
4. The Firm: Charmer - Coming from Changeling Press
5. Frost Bite - Coming from Changeling Press

I've just finished two brand, spanking new stories that I am waiting to hear about. Cross your fingers!!!

Plus, I have two proposals in the works... I'm such a damned workaholic.

So on top of that I've been desperately trying to keep up with my series. And school started this week. I have been plugging away at the next installment of The Immortal Realm Wars. I have not forgotten. My muse has however!

I do have a goal of writing a free story for my Tidbits by the end of the month. Let's hope all goes well. After editing, it should be available by early September.

Those looking for something by me should check out The Firm: Temptress and Firefighter's Sour. Both available from Changeling Press.

How Sexy Are U?

This is how sexy I am. Take the quiz below and tell me, how sexy are you?

You Are 71% Sexy

Your Sex Appeal Is: Extremely High You're very sexy. You just have that certain something that takes over a room. You know how to attract, entice, and keep whoever you want. You are truly appealing.

How Much Sex Appeal Do You Have?

Short, Sweet, and Straight to the Erotic Point

It's here! Firefighter's Sour is finally available from Changeling Press from yours truly.

CHECK IT OUT!

Book Summary
When firefighter Niccolo Likoris realized the burning building was falling around them, he knew he had to make a choice. A choice that would change his life and haunt his every step. Forced to let the woman of his dreams know about the winged bones in his closet, Niccolo resigns himself to a life of loneliness.
Damini has searched long and hard for the man who saved her life. When she learns he's secluded himself on a private Fijian island, she jumps at the chance to meet the man of her dreams.

Add one determined young woman, an emotionally scarred preternatural man, and a secluded island together, stand back and wait for the flames.

EXCERPT
Niccolo was hot as hell and there was no relief in sight. His hands clenched on the axe he held as he strode through the stifling hall. The burning heat made his skin itch and sweat. He blinked away the sticky moisture dripping into his eyes. He loved his job, but there were several aspects of it he did not like.
He did not like the sweat. He did not like the heart pounding wait to find if the fire had taken another life. He did not like the sense of helplessness that consumed him when he strode into a burning building.

Niccolo stopped short. His extraordinary hearing caught the muffled sound of a low cry. He followed the shuffling sound to the back corner of the small building.

The flames licked the aged wood panels, consuming the wall, devouring the building. He didn't have much time. Any second now the building would fall under the pressure of the demanding fire. He had to get the stranded human out of the house.

He thrust the heavy axe at the burning wood wall. The curling wood gave under the sharp point of the axe. He kept hacking at the wood, using all the strength in his muscular arms to bring down the wall. When it fell, he strode through the hole and entered the burning room. The flames were so high, the room so hot, that for one second he feared he was too late. He couldn't conceive of a human surviving the stifling heat.

Then he heard her cry.

She was in the right corner of the room. The fire had yet to reach her. It was a circle that surrounded her crouched body. Niccolo made his way to her as quickly as he could under the weight of his gear. He squatted low and wrapped his arms around her small body.

When he turned and attempted to leave the room, he found his path had been consumed by the fire. There was no way out. He had a choice to make. He could let the fire suffocate the girl. Or he could stop guarding his secret long enough to make sure she survived the burning building.

There was no choice, really. Niccolo could not let the woman die, even if the cost was one he could not truly afford. He took a deep breath and fought the pain. It was always excruciating. It left him feeling as if his spine was splitting. But it was just his body.

Transforming was painful, but death lasted forever.

His lengthened limbs ripped through the tough flame retardant material of his suit, allowing his golden wings the chance to spread. He flapped his wings twice to stretch the limbs.

The woman looked up with wide, shocked eyes.

"It's okay. I won't let you be harmed."

Her eyes slowly fluttered closed. The toxic fumes from the fire were too much for her lungs to handle. Then again she might have passed out from the sight of a giant winged man. He grimaced when he thought of that. The look in her eyes had been more shock than fear.

Winged man it is…


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4th of July

Happy Independence Day, America! Happy 4th of July to everyone else. I hope you all are spending the holidays relaxing. I've uploaded the Wild Wednesday Hotties for the week and they are Tyson Beckford and Brad Pitt. In my mind the two are very "all American". I figured it was suiting for the holiday occasion.

For those of you who have been waiting and asking, Temptress is finished its second round of edits. Thus, it should be coming soon to a computer near you.

On another note is it just a little ridiculous that I desperately want to see the transformers' movie? Sometimes the little child in me comes out and takes over...

Lovely Covers, Contests, and Editors

I'm proud to say that I have a BRAND new cover. It's for Temptress and its so perfect, I'm busting at the seams with pride. The artist is Zuri. She's amazing!!!! You can check it out on my updated site.

On another note, I have a brand new contest for my Tidbits. I just realized I have over 100 members and I must CELEBRATE the occasion. So I'm giving away one of my e-books, any one of my e-books from the my backlist to the lucky randomly chosen Tidbit at the end of July. There is no need to enter the contest. I'll just throw the numbers in the my illustrious hat and pick one.

The winner will have to get back to me no later than a week after the winner is chosen.

On a third note, I love my editors. I have to say when I finish a story I'm always like "Blah, this is such crap." I always feel that the story would have been much better with a different writer. Then my editors come along and go, "Is this what you meant? Is this the emotion you were trying to convey?" or better yet, "Use this word here."

To all my editors, thank you for putting up with me. I appreciate it SO much! Without you ladies, my stories would not be what they are. Your time and effort makes all the difference.

Now that I've had my chick flick moment, back to my edits and WIPs...

Glossy Winners

Winners! Winners! Winners! I've chosen winners for my Glossy Inspiration contest. Yay!

Jennybrat won for Wednesday's post about Kaelyn, so she will be receiving a copy of The Firm: Rogue and Dawnm won for Friday's post about Antonio, so she will be receiving a copy of Eve's Spawn.

The winners should contact me through their gmail emails that match their user names, since I can't access their profiles.

Glossy Inspiration: Antonio

Every author is inspired by the world around them, even if it's because they want or need to create something strikingly different from what surrounds them.

But some of us are fueled to put the things we see in the world into a story, driven to capture the intensity, the emotion, the lust, and the need on sheets of paper and into a genre we call romance, erotica, or erotic romance.

Jeanne Barrack is one such author and her painstaking (*wink*) adherence to her muse is evident in her work.

Below is Ms. Barrack's own words about the man who captured her heart (and maybe a region a little south) that inspired her to write the lovely, smoldering erotic romances she is known for.

Come and meet Antonio.

Antonio Banderas. Just say the name and you get all sorts of images from the beautiful sad-eyed animated Puss-in-Boots to Tom Hanks' lover in "Philadelphia". But I guess to most people, Antonio Banderas is Zorro and it was "The Mask of Zorro" that made me a devoted "chica" as we call ourselves.

The many roles of Antonio from his Spanish films created by Pedro Almodovar, one of Spain's greatest film makers, to Antonio's award winning role in the Broadway musical, "Nine" all prove his great diversity of talent. Madonna had the hots for him and that says worlds about his sexiness.

His beautiful eyes and sexy mouth go a long way to his appeal and that accent of his.....! But it's his personality that really clinched it for me. Here is a man who adores his wife and children - and I say children even though only one of the three who live with him and his wife, Melanie Griffith is his. He is a family man par excellence. His sense of humor is wonderful and his loyalty to friends amazing! But his generosity to his fans is incredible.

When he starred in "Nine", 36 of his "chicas" took over the theater after the show for 45 minutes while they talked with him, laughed with him, took pictures, hugged and sang with him. There were *no* cameras in view, no TV stations, no PR people. It never got reported in the trade papers. This was just Antonio being what he always is - a man who loves people, cares for his fans, understands how much he means to them and never forgets how he got to where he is.

Jeanne

Check Out the Excerpt and Blurb Below from: "The Collector 5: The Crystal Flacon"

BLURB:
Abby Foster, owner of Nannies, International, has been commissioned by the secretive Collector to obtain the Crystal Flacon, believed to have been in the possession of the infamous Lucrezia Borgia and to contain a magical aphrodisiac. But why should a nanny be set such a task? Seems Abby has secrets of her own. She also runs Finding Justice, an organization dedicated to returning art and other treasures lost during WWII to their rightful owners. With the specialized skills she's gained, getting the Flacon should be easy. She isn't counting on channeling Lucrezia through visions and dreams or falling for Antonio, duke d'Este, the present day owner of the Flacon.

Antonio d'Este, the direct descendent of Lucrezia Borgia, is a modern man with modern problems. A recent widower, he needs a nanny to take care of his five year old daughter while he prepares for the launching of "Lucrezia", the new scent for Borgia, the family-owned perfumery. Inspired by the stunning Crystal Flacon, Antonio focuses everything on making "Lucrezia" a success. He has no time for the distraction posed by the beautiful nanny or the strange effect making love with her has on him.

When someone attacks the perfumery, destroying property, disrupting projects in an attempt to ruin the company and killing innocent people, they both need a change of plans. Together, using Abby's skills honed while working for Finding Justice, they must find the saboteur, before everything they love is lost.


EXCERPT:

Abby spoke with Antonio that evening on the phone after he talked with Lucy. Their murmured conversation served only to arouse her passion.

“Bella, are you alone now?”

“Yes.”

“Bene.” His voice sank to a whisper. “I’ve shut the door to my office and my assistant has gone home.” Abby heard him take a deep breath. “Where are you?”

“In my room. Now that you’ve spoken to Lucy, she’s snug in her bed.”

“Molto bene. Now, listen well, bella, after all I am your master.”

Abby giggled. “Si, maestro.”

“Are your doors locked? If not, lock them. I want no interruptions.”

“They’re locked. I’m at your command.”

“Eccellente! Strip. Lie down on your bed. Now, moisten your finger and wet your nipples. Circle them until they tighten.” His velvet voice caressed her over the phone. “It’s my lips on them, bella. Suckling them, biting them, licking them. You taste like honey, like wine. You intoxicate me and make me hard. Very hard. Do you want to touch me, too?”

She could barely breathe, much less speak, but she tried. “Yes. Touch your cock for me. Cup your balls.”

She listened hard and heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and his zipper unzipping. His breath hissed and she knew he had his penis in his hand. “Should I continue to touch my nipples, Antonio?”

“Are they hard yet?”

“Oh, yes.” She moaned. “And you, stroke the underside of your prick and pretend my hands are fondling you.”

“Bene. Your hands, your soft hands. Dio, you’re moving them faster, squeezing and stroking me.” His breath came harsher. “No, no more. Take your hands; put them between your thighs, between your lips. Are they wet? Are you damp there?”

She panted. Her heart raced. Images crowded her mind. Antonio was with her. His hands clasped her thighs; his curly head lay between them as he thrust his tongue to lick that soft nubbin. Her hand dropped to her aching pussy. She was wet. Tender. Sensitive to the touch of her own fingers. As they teased the swollen knot of flesh, she moaned again.

“Are your fingers wet? Are you creaming there? Take your fingers and taste the cream. Do you like it? Tell me.”

She whimpered. She throbbed. As if she had no will, her fingers moved to her mouth. Her lips parted and her tongue darted out to taste the moisture.

“Well, tell me.”

“It tastes… exciting. Oh, God, Antonio, I want you here. I need you here.”

“I am there with you. I can see you. You’re like a pearl. You glisten. Your scent is like no other.”

Abby’s hand moved within her. Antonio’s voice urged her on to go faster, harder, deeper. She complied, coming closer and closer to reaching her climax.

“I want you come with me, darling. Close your eyes and pretend we’re together, Antonio. Our naked bodies pressed so close, not even a whisper of air can come between us. You’re in me deep, so deep, so…oh, God.”

He heard that little shudder in her voice and knew she’d climaxed. It sent him over the edge to join her.

But it wasn’t enough.



Not satisfied? Then check out the links below...
Visit at: http://www.jeannebarrack.com/
The Collector 5: The Crystal Flacon
http://www.loose-id.com/detail.aspx?ID=410http://www.collector-series.com/
The Collector series - a journey to magic and romance
http://www.leagueofamazingwriters.com/index2.html


Please check out "The Crystal Falcon." Thanks to Ms. Barrack, I've fallen in love with Antonio. Won't you join our affair?


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