Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Inspiration for First Date Scene from Rue Allyn's Hazard Duty

 Thank you Mary for inviting me to share some lifestyle memories and a little about my newest release, Hazard Duty ~ Sexy Sailors # 2. I’ll begin by saying that parking—that fine old American courtship ritual—was a significant inspiration for the first date scene between the hero and heroine of Hazard Duty

When I was growing up, the only real chance teens had to explore sexuality in a relatively safe environment (free from peer pressure and adult censorship) was parking in whatever vehicle they could obtain. Making out in a car or truck cab or van was a rite of passage. A point of pride for a guy who managed to make it to home plate or the gal who managed to keep him attracted to her without letting him get that far. Less popular now than in my youth, parking is still a major activity in small towns where other forms of adolescent entertainment are few. Thus, Roslyn’s memory of seeing Joe parking with another girl during their teen years is a direct result of a piece of my own lifestyle that is fading from our culture.

The memory is pivotal in changing Roslyn’s attitude about dating Joe years later. In high school each had a crush on the other, but for a variety of reasons they never dated or shared their feelings. Years later Joe returns to town as the local USN Recruiter. He’s still attracted to Ros and determined not to lose this opportunity to fulfill his fantasies and—he hopes—hers.

Please leave a comment. I’d love to know what you think about parking. Did you park in high school? Do you park now? Or is parking only a story that you hear about from your parents or grandparents? Please leave a comment and share your thoughts.

Everyone who comments will have their e-mail address entered into a drawing for a free download of Hazard Duty. You may also enter by leaving a review of one of my other books at Amazon. Just check my author page for book details http://www.amazon.com/Rue-Allyn/e/B00AUBF3NI/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1. I’ll be collecting entries throughout the entire Hazard Duty blog tour (June 24 – July 1—find the schedule of appearances at http://rueallyn.com/4News.html). The winner will be announced July 4th on my blog http://rueallynauthorblog.com/.

Opening of the first date scene in Hazard Duty
  They weren't on the road for two minutes when Ros realized their destination. "You're taking me to The Point." 

  He cast her a grin before taking a hairpin turn. "This is a date." 

  She swallowed, her throat dry at the memories assaulting her, and tried to calm her racing nerves. "I prefer to think of it as having dinner together, which we could have done in a restaurant. Couples go to The Point to…to…" She couldn't say the words. Memories swamped her, clogging her throat into silence.

If you’d like to read the entire scene you may find it at http://rueallyn.com/2b21HDexcerpt.html, or just read the blurb given below.

Hazard Duty blurb

Joe Hazard filled all of Ros Duncan’s teenaged fantasies, but now she’s an adult with a mission, and no handsome sailor will get in her way.  The first in her family to earn a college education, she escaped Birds Gap, the deadly dull, stifling town of her childhood and the scene of her most embarrassing memories.  However as principal of Bird’s Gap High School she wants to see every child in town go to college not be forced to chose between working in the mines or risking life and limb in the military. 

Sadly Hazard Duty won’t be available until July 01, 2013. You may find out more about pricing and purchasing at http://eredsage.com/store/Hazard_Duty.html.

Hazard Duty is book 2 in my Sexy Sailor series. Book one, Off Limits, is currently available at Amazon. To whet your appetite for this series here’s the blurb for Off Limits.

For Senior Chief Hank O’Mara no woman could compare with the sea until he met Lieutenant Bethany Morton.  Only the sea could draw two passionate people of such opposite backgrounds together, and only US Navy regulations could keep them apart.  Because fraternization between Officer and enlisted is forbidden, both Beth and Hank do their utmost to resist the passion and love growing between them.  However, love proves stronger than either the sea or the USN. If they are to be together, Hank must sacrifice his career and Beth will risk the destruction of her professional dreams.

Click here for an excerpt from Off Limits, or here to purchase.

Monday, June 24, 2013

Tasha Blackstone talks: The Trust Factor in Love and Romance

Thank you Mary for having me over to play today!
As I make my way around the web and experience the joy of sharing my newest book, Echo in the Night, with everyone I have been forced to dig deep and face some interesting topics. Recently the topic of trust came up and I really had to stop and think about that one for a bit.
In my book, Echo experiences a barrage of trust issues. She comes to the realization that everything she believed was reality was in fact all a beautifully manufactured fa├žade and while she struggles with accepting her own flaws in her inability to decipher fact from fiction, she also must decide whether or not she is willing and able to play the trust card again. Her defining moment comes when she lets go of the past and puts her life in the hands of Henry, the Vampire who fights his own inner battles of whether or not he’s going to kill her or if their growing emotional connection is enough to keep him grounded.
With all things love and romance, there needs to be the trust factor. How is it possible to give yourself to someone completely if you cannot trust in them to be true to you? Trust isn’t only set aside for our romantic relationships though. Trust is a force found between all walks of life. Parents and their children, friendships, co-workers, and even the human-pet relationship must have an unbreakable trust in order to be successful. So how do we allow ourselves to trust if it has previously been broken? As Echo learns, her trust in Henry becomes a necessity for life and though not all of us experience the same life or death situation that Echo faces, we are all faced with the decision of who to trust, how much trust do we give, and if we can ever forgive those who have broken it.
Without trust, we cannot love, and without love, we cannot live.
Can a Witch who was born to be a Vampire Hunter find true love with her mortal enemy?
It’s easy to live life on auto pilot and that’s just what Echo Abbott is doing. That is until everything shifts. As her house of cards begins to crumble, she meets Henry Knight. Obnoxious and gorgeous she can’t stop thinking about him and against her better judgment she wonders if he is the key to healing her broken heart.
In this dark, seductive tale set in the heart of Oregon, Echo is a Witch with remarkable powers whose gift is sought after by a power hungry Vampire, Corrine. Corrine’s brother, Henry, is a willing pawn in her fight for the ultimate power and has been tracking Echo for years. Seeking out Echo’s weakness he soon finds his desire for her is more than he can control. He wants Echo all to himself, but can he convince her that he isn’t the enemy before it’s too late or will her stubborn nature be her downfall?
WARNING, Erotic excerpt below: Mmmm
Adult Excerpt:
“Head down, love, and spread your legs for me—I want to see how wet you are.”
She obliged, pressing her head deep in the overstuffed comforter and spreading her legs wide. She could feel Henry hovering over her pussy as he took a deep breath and inhaled her arousal before she felt his tongue trail along the length of her pussy lips. She moaned into the bed and wiggled her ass at him, eager for him to take her fully into his mouth. His hands spread her cheeks apart and his tongue teasingly trailed along her slit again.
“Tell me what you want, love.”
“I want you,” she moaned.
He gripped her cheeks tighter and she heard an animallike growl rumble from his gut.
“I want you, Henry! I want you to devour my pussy and make me come!”
“Good girl.” His mouth was suddenly pressed firmly to her, caressing his lips around her pussy lips, tongue pushing deep into her body.
She cried out into the blanket and bucked her hips, pushing against him, eager to feel him as deep as he could be. His tongue wiggled around, licking around in circles, flicking in and out. He dragged it up her slick fold, lapping at her leaking juices as he pushed her hips forward revealing her hidden clit. Her nub pulsed and tingled in wait, and when his tongue teased the tip, she cried out louder, her need controlling her vocals. He continued to flick across her clit, building up her orgasm to the point that she could barely control it. When he sucked the sensitive nub in between his lips, she was done. Her hips seized as the walls of her pussy clenched in response to the ache and pleasure that now flooded her body. As he sucked hard on her clit, draining her of every electrifying surge, her juices flowed down her slit, drenching her. Her body relaxed and Henry continued to dine on her, lapping at her nectar, licking and sucking at her lips, drinking in every last drop that her body released. When her pussy was spent, he flipped her onto her back. His lips glistened with her juices and he dragged his tongue, cleaning up the last bit that had been smeared over his mouth, as he unzipped his trousers and let them fall to the floor, revealing his dick pushing hard against the fabric of his boxer briefs.
Nervous excitement filled her as her eyes fell to his cock. Even hidden he was huge.
His fingers slid between the band and his waist and he slid the boxer briefs down over his hips, his dick springing to life, pre-cum glistening at the slit.
“Oh my gawd,” she whispered.
He looked to be a generous eight or nine inches with impressive girth, veins etched along the shaft, skin pulled tight like satin over steel, his mushroomed head purple with need.
“I’ll be gentle,” he promised.

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Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Car Shopping as a Female Author

Please excuse my absence of late. The past month I've embarked upon a wondrously strenuous journey. I know almost everyone out there will have taken this journey at least once in their life. If you're a woman, and you've walked this particular road alone, then you know how hellish it can become.
I've been car shopping!
As a writer I may have over complicated the experience anyway with endless research and questions, but what else was I to do. All money ventures must be researched and large purchases even more so. So with that in mind I began my research.
I looked at reliable sites such as Consumer Reports and Edmonds on car shopping tips. These are great sites for research. I learned more about sales tactics and pricing than I ever thought I might. It took about two weeks to become familiar with the used car market and once so, I began my browsing on dealership sites.
Two more weeks I spent going to dealerships to see certain makes and model up close and do a few test drives. And here my fun began as I made my way though a slew of bull**** that salespeople are trained to use.
Here are some funny things I encountered:
At one dealership, the man kept asking whether I loved the color of each car he showed me. Haha. I didn't care and continued asking him the specs of the car and to see under the hood. Yeah, I'm now knowledgeable enough to know what I'm looking for under the hood. Duh, on him.
One car I looked at had condensation on the inside of the lights. I pointed this out to the salesman and he said it was okay because the car had just been washed. WTF? Note to others: You should not be able to tote fish around in your headlights. That is an issue with the seal around the lights and is not acceptable.
At another dealership I encountered a man who pointed out the mirrors and lights on the inside for doing my makeup. Huh?
In the end I finally encountered a professional, polite salesman who didn't try to lie to me. He sensed I understood the buying process and cars, and treated me with the respect I deserved. The same can't be said for the finance man whose chauvinistic attitude caused me to put him in his place. Yeah, I may be a writer, but I can use words and tone like blades. He learned quickly that I knew my stuff. Practically, told me to leave his office when we were done. Lol. He hated me.
I'm prouder than I can tell you because I know that no one got the best of me in any of these encounters. I kept my cool, remained politely detached and allowed no one to disrespect me as a consumer.
I know most women go with a man to buy a car, but it doesn't hurt for us to be knowledgeable as well. We need to speak up more and ask questions. Men may think they know everything, but we women know men.    
So, what's the most interesting experience you've had buying a car? I'd love to hear it!
Cheers to life's growing experiences,

Mary Corrales is a multi-published author in multiple erotic romance genres including paranormal, contemporary suspense, and futuristic.