Bragging on Me

Okay, I know that my blog is supposed to be a place where I am allowed to brag on me, hell, probably even expected, but honestly I find it difficult at times. But I really am excited about this, so I have to share. I think I mentioned I was like #5 or something earlier at All Romances eBooks in sales. Well, Redesigning Adele is now #1 in sales. It might change tomorrow or the next day, or hell even later today. But I have to say weeeeeeeee for me. I am really excited. That makes me feel good. Thank you everyone who has bought (and loved) the book.

Stowaway out today - Excerpt

Stowaway by Talya Bosco
ISBN #9781419921100
Publisher: Ellora's Cave
$4.45




Aurelia is on the run. Stowing away on an interstellar cargo ship seems the perfect solution. Except for the fact it’s crewed by three very large, scary and extremely sexy men.
Ursine traders Dov, Tarlo and Ardal are a bonded family. That means they share everything. When the little golden-haired beauty reveals herself to them, they fully intend to share her as they do everything else. Far from being repelled at seeing the three men love each other, Aurelia finds the physical intimacy and passion they share together—and with her—an aphrodisiac she could easily become addicted to. But the four-way physical sharing turns into much more, and as strong emotions come into play, that sharing could come at a price none are willing to pay.

Excerpt

Setup: Aurelia has been found hiding in one of the holds by a very large, and very sexy man. She tried to explain why she had snuck aboard the ship, but he hadn't seemed to accept her stumbling excuses. Instead, he threw her over his shoulder and headed down the corridor.


He was so tall that her head didn't even come to his waist despite the fact she was hanging over his shoulder. From her angle, though, his ass looked nice and firm and her hands itched to grab it and see if it really was as nice as it looked.

Aurelia snorted. She was in trouble. In more ways than one.

When a door slid open, she realized they'd come to their destination. She could only hope he'd give her a chance to explain or beg or something. She'd do anything to keep from being forced back to Risla.

Aurelia began to shake, her hands sweating. Only now it was true fear. She was at their mercy. She should have gone another route. What were they going to do to her?

She tried to assure herself the big man had yet to harm her. He could have slapped her or knocked her out, but he hadn't. Still, it sure wasn't a welcome with open arms and smiles.

"Boys, look what I found hiding in the tertiary hold." As he spoke, he shifted his grip, lifting her and placing her in his arms to be held like a child.

He'd taken her to the bridge, not the brig. And there were two more large men, both working at their stations, neither facing the door.

"Come on, Dov, stop messing around," one of them responded as they both turned around. Aurelia gasped.

The closest man was the most striking man she'd every seen. His height was the only normal thing about him. Beautiful long white hair hung straight down his back, nearly brushing his hips in a wave of snow. The kind of snow she'd only seen on vids of ancient Earth or planets colder than her own. His eyes were a bright violet that she could see all the way from her side of the room and his black skin nearly sparkled in the glow of the computers on the console in front of him. Not regular human black, but midnight black, so black it was almost blue. The contrast was strong enough to have her heart nearly jumping into her throat.

A movement pulled her attention further into the room only for her to gasp once again.

The third man was almost bland in comparison to the white-haired man, except he was nearly as tall as the man who still held her in his arms. A long, lean body that went on and on made her salivate before her eyes ever reached his face. His hair was deep black, nearly the same color as the other man's skin, but all similarity ended there. His curly mop of waves just begged to be played with. It, too, was shoulder-length like the first man's and framed his green eyes beautifully, but his skin was entirely different. The deep chestnut tone to it lent him an air of being permanently tanned, but she doubted he got much sun onboard an interstellar ship.

By the gods, no one told her all Ursine men were so attractive. Or maybe she'd just won the stowaway lottery.

Shout out for Kim Knox

Okay, I have read a couple excerpts from this story, and I have to say that this sounds HOT! I can't wait to get it. But Kim always writes hot. I can't afford everyone I like anymore.




Consort by Kim Knox


November Eve. The Hunt Ball. And to prove her right to rule, Tate must capture a mate. It should’ve been simple. Snag a vampire barely turned and have him kneel and swear devotion to her. But Fate has other plans…and one of them involves the powerful son of the ruling Queen.


Jager, a vampire she’s hungered after for years, allows himself to become her prey. But with his promise of sinful, wicked pleasure comes a catch. Jager only wants her as his slave. Nothing more.


Tate has no plans to bow down to him…until Jager shares a shocking truth with her. Suddenly Fate is playing hardball.


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Ooooh Staff Pick

Oooh, lookie. Redesigning Adele has been granted a "staff pick" status at All Romances Ebooks.
weeeee
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/newsletter168-2009-04-02.html

Deleting Scenes

I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but one of my least favorite things about writing is deleting scenes. Not just any old scene, but a scene that just works. A scene that clicked for you when you were writing it and your fingers flew across the keyboard. A scene you love.

So if this is all true, then why would we be deleting it? Simple. Because even though the scene works, even though it is perfect and you love it, it simply doesn't work FOR THIS STORY. And unfortunately you can't really save it and use it again. The scene was written for Chararacters A & B and it isn't gonna fit another set of characters that well. The next set aren't as likely to say and do everything that this set would (Or I hope they aren't. If you write were you can interchange all your scenes throughout your characters, I have to say that I would get tired of your characters pretty darn quickly.)

So take that scene and remember what they would have done had they been put in that situation. And use it to help them be round, fully fleshed characters for you and the reader.