Monday, July 28, 2014

Another #1 Bestseller ...

 Yahoo! Another #1 bestseller!

I did it again.  This time with book #5, made it to the top spot on my publisher's MF Romance Bestsellers list.

Just had to share it with everyone... lol.

So exciting!

It has been sitting at the top spot for three days!!!!

Been such a great year as far as my books are concerned.  A great big thank you to my readers for making the series so successful.

I have two that will be out in paperback - one in Dec and the other in Jan.  They are both paranormal romances.

This is the cover for the ebook version of one of them. It is about immortal Greek daemons and also has little green demons in it along with Greek gods.

Haven't got the cover for other yet, that one is about vampire hunters and it is the first in a series.

From what I understand, the publishers does something different or does the layout different for the print version.

It will be great to be able to put them on the bookshelf, makes it more real somehow .... lol.  Plus I get to look at the 'hotties' on the covers easier ... 

As there were only three comment on the Win post, I put the names in a hat and gave the first drawn out all five books, the next 3 books and the last name 2 books.  Congratulations to all three winners and thanks.

Friday, July 25, 2014

The Club 5: Submit .... Chance to Win all 5 eBooks

Really excited - The Club 5: Submit has just been released and already it is #2 on the MF Bestselller list!!

On top of that I am #29 of the 40 Top Selling authors for the past month ... very happy.

When I wrote the first book in the series I never imagined the series would be as successful as it is.  Book Two actually reached the #1 spot.

UPDATE - It made it to #1 overnight!!!

To celebrate I am giving my readers a chance to win all 5 books in The Club series.  

A series set in a BDSM club - filled with erotic romance and lots of kinky fun but be aware it is filled with very graphic language and sexual descriptions.

To win all you need do is leave a comment for me and I will pick the most interesting one to win!  Simple and easy. 
Don't forget to include your email address so I can contact you if you win!

Blurb -
[Siren Classic: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, voyeurism, public exhibition cropping, flogging, sex toys, HEA]
When confident businesswoman Georgia Coburn heads off to The Club for one night only, little does she know what awaits her. 
A very handsome and arrogant man forces his attentions on her.  Try as she might to resist him, her body submits under the force of his kisses.  
When he offers her a proposal—spend the day with him at The Club, let him show her the delights of being a sub and if, at the end of the night, she doesn't want to stay with him he will leave her alone—she accepts.
Georgia is shocked by her responses when she is under his domination, she still cannot believe she is a submissive, but her body is telling her she is. She believes Jackson wants a 24/7 Dom/sub relationship but Georgia can never live that way. 

Jackson knows she is his sub, knows he is in love with her.  Now he just has to convince Georgia he is the Dom for her.
Read an excerpt -
Normally the gallery opened over the weekend but with the upcoming show, it was closed. I had arranged to pick up info sheets for interested buyers, from the printer on Saturday. I thought I would drop them into the gallery to save us worrying about them on Monday. There was enough to do before the official opening.
I dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, my flyaway hair looking like a bad perm. I did not bother with shoes, after all, the printer would have things ready for me and would throw them in the car.
After going to the printers, I parked my car in loading dock, and took them inside. I left the door unlocked but the “closed” sign was hanging so I had no worries about anyone entering. I left the forms on Janice’s desk and then did another walk-through. I really loved Isamu’s work, it was breathtaking.
I smelled him.
My pulse rate jumped, I stood frozen.
I felt his hands on my wrists as he pulled my arms behind me. His mouth was on my ear as he whispered, “Well my little rabbit. You have been a very naughty girl.”
I felt weak at the knees, his lips against my lobe sending shivers down my neck. How had he found me?
“Turn around.”
I shook my head, as I did it sent his lips brushing my ear even more. I could not bear to look at him. If I did, I knew I would be lost.
“Turn around, little rabbit.”
Oh, I was so tempted. His arrogant assumption that I would meet him was his fault but I wanted to get down on my knees in front of him and plead, I wanted to beg his forgiveness for something I had not done.
I could feel his breath on my neck. I closed my eyes and drew in the smell of him. My pussy clenched at his touch and I felt my nipples harden. I felt him kiss my neck and my legs shook. I almost fell but he twisted me in his arms at the same time. I kept my eyes closed and bent my head to the floor. If I looked at him, I would be lost.
“Lift your head, little bunny, I need to kiss those lips.”
I shook my head. I felt his silent laughter.
“Lift it now or your punishment will be far worse.”
I opened my eyes and looked up, stunned. Punishment?
Releasing my wrists, he grabbed my chin. I shut my eyes and his lips crashed onto mine. I felt like I was drowning. I clung to his arms.
“You have no idea what pain you have given me, little bunny. I thought I had lost you. If I had not seen the paper last night, I would still be searching for you.”
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
“So this is how it works. You will get down on your knees in front of me now and ask for my forgiveness. Then, if you do it nicely, I will reward you.”
I glared at him. Big mistake!
Those eyes grabbed me. I tried to think straight. I tried to run.
No, I did not, I just thought about it and instead I just stood there like a fool.
“Come on, Georgia. I am not asking you to do much. Just kneel down.”
He captured my lips again. I am so weak, I dove my tongue straight into his mouth, my legs felt like jelly. He broke the kiss and took my hands off his arms. I fell to the floor.
“No! No!
I do not kneel before men, even those who look like this. I tried to stand, I heard his laughter. He knew I was only on the ground because my legs were weak. Tears pricked my eyes as I tried to get to my feet. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me back down.
“You may as well say sorry. You are already on the floor.”
Looking at the floor and through gritted teeth, I said, “Never!”
“You will. Why not submit now and save us both a lot of time.”
“I will never submit to any man, least of all you. Leave me alone.”
“Oh my little bunny. I told you before you are mine. I cannot leave you, ever.”
The threatened tears began to fall. I was so lost. This man was driving me to the edge of insanity.
I was a strong woman. How could I submit to this man?
He was in my vision. He had knelt down in front of me .............

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Blog Hop - Romance Author's Writing Process

Today I have joined in with a Blog Hop with other romance authors on the writing process.  At each blog you will learn a little about that author and their writing process.  You will also meet one other. 

Don’t forget to visit all of the other participants in this hop by viewing the list at the bottom of this post. 
At each blog you will learn a little about a different romance author and find links to others in the Blog Hop.

I was invited to join by Lynn Davidson who had an erotic Sci/fi romance book out called Golden Change.

- Lynn B Davidson -
Lynn B. Davidson lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband of almost twenty years and two kids. If she isn’t writing, it’s usually because she is driving a carpool or volunteering at one of her kids' activities.
Lynn’s favorite pastime is reading. She especially enjoys erotic romance, mystery, mainstream romance, science fiction, suspense, and young adult fiction.
Lynn has dozens of story ideas dancing in her head. It will just be a matter of time, before she stops daydreaming about the characters and starts telling their story.
Visit her website at:

And now a little about me.
I am single and live in the western suburbs of Sydney Australia  with one very spoilt dog and two equally spoilt cats to keep me company.   My books always feature older heroes and heroines; ranging from mid 40s to 60s.   

I believes that being older does not mean we are not intriguing, desirable, open to challenges and willing to experiment.  Sexy isn't just for the under 30s.
When I'm not writing, I'm painting. An accomplished artist, my  passion is watercolours and my subject matter ranges from portraits and animals to nudes and seascapes.
Oh yes … I also have a penchant for crazy coloured hair - pinks, purples and even rainbowed - and for tattoos!
You can visit my website at

My Writing Process .....

What are you working on?
My first series was set in a BDSM club but for the next two books that are due out next month I have chosen to write paranormal.
At the moment I am working on book 2 of my Hunter series - a paranormal romance series about immortal vampire hunters.
These handsome hunters scour the world hunting down strigoi (immortal vampires). At the same time they search for their 'One' - that one person in all time who is their perfect mate.  They are similar to vampires in that they need blood to survive but unlike the strigoi they never kill.

How does your work differ from others in your genre?
I would say my main difference is that I use older heroes and heroines.  Some are in their 60s but never younger that 38-40. I feel it is important to portray my heroines and heroes older - we are just as interesting and exciting a those under 35.

Why do you write what you write?
Mainly because I enjoy it.  I love write erotic romances and find I have a natural aptitude for it.  I love reading thrillers, murders, sci/fi/fantasy and adventures but feel my talent lies in romance.  

How does your writing process work?
Usually with the characters. I scour the Internet for interesting looking men who spark my interest, print out a photo of them and hang it in front of my computer. I generally have an idea of what I would like but just let it happen around that general idea. Those pictures in front of me tend to dictate where they want to go.
I keep a spreadsheet of all my characters, their ages, physical descriptions, kinks and relationships to others as most tend to meet up at some point in time and they get their own stories.

My books -
Daemons  Are Forever (released Aug, print release Dec)
The Club 6: Unmasked (released Aug)
A Hunters Heart (released Sept, print release Jan 2015) 
Now you have learnt a little about Lynn and me why not visit these authors who have joined in the Blog Hop?
Sara Anderson
Bella Settarra
Kat A Barrett

Wednesday, July 16, 2014


Fate has cruelly torn them apart through the centuries…
Endless desire and unparalleled love will bring them together a final time.

Through numerous reincarnations, Jade Jacome has adored one man. His love for her has repeatedly led to her murder, always on the same day and time. Jade’s scientific research proves this is their final rebirth, her last chance to outwit destiny and fulfill their passion. Against a backdrop of Brazil’s lushly decadent Carnaval, Jade has forty-eight hours to meet and tempt her lover, now known as Patrick Kane, then break fate’s deadly pattern.
Irresistibly drawn to Rio, Patrick senses Jade’s yearning that matches his. Seeing her again, time stops. Though they’ve never met in this life, he feels their connection, and that she’s in danger because of him. Baffled and unsettled, Patrick resists his attraction to Jade to keep her safe.

In a contest of wills and shameless seduction, Jade must gamble all, even her life, before the anniversary of their first separation or risk losing Patrick forever.


His dream happened without warning. A voice in it murmured, Prisa. Hurry. Tenemos tiempo tan poco. We have so little time.
In his dream, a pulse beat crazily on the side of his throat. He worked his tongue around his mouth, which was uncomfortably dry and sour, no doubt from the booze he’d drunk. Glancing around for a glass of water, Patrick realized he was in the hotel’s frontal rooms, his naked feet clammy against the highly polished floor.
No guests milled about, leaving the area strangely deserted. A haunting tune came from the piano, something ancient with a Spanish lilt, though no one sat on the bench and played.
He looked down. A whisper of air, akin to a lover’s sigh, ruffled the hairs on his arms and the back of his neck. He pushed his fingers over his skin then through his hair, while he searched.
For what?
Sensing someone watching, he looked over. The music grew louder, frantic, resembling animal squeals. A sudden wind rustled the tropical plants, their swishing leaves seeming to hiss hurry.
He couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. Beneath the arched walkway, he saw her.
She stood in the light that poured from the crystal chandelier, not moving or speaking, her face unnaturally shadowed masking her features. Even so, he imagined her eyes widened in wonder and renewed hope. The kind a wife shows her husband when he returns home alive from an endless, vicious war.
Chestnut hair, thick and shiny, fell in gentle waves to her narrow waist. Every inch of her caramel-colored skin was exposed. Her areolas puckered beneath his hungry scrutiny, making the tips seem even longer and harder, intensifying the soft swell of her breasts. Her hips flared gently above her lush thighs. Dark curls covered her mound.
Dazed with desire, he knew without question that her hidden folds were thick and wet, ready for his cock.
She inhaled deeply, her rounded belly quivering in response. Three moles circled her navel. He recalled tonguing those precious spots, the salty taste of her skin, its velvety smoothness.
His inertia broke. He ran toward her only to stop as she drifted back, the shadows lifting from the bottom of her face. Her mouth formed a startled O. Arms outstretched, she clawed the air trying to reach him.
We have so little time, her voice whispered in his mind.
His heart twisted in panic. He bolted toward her, his naked toes gripping the slippery floor, his neck knotting as he strained to reach her hand.
“Prisa!” she cried in Castilian. An invisible force moved her away from him through the halls of the hotel and up the stairs.
On the third floor landing, he caught her wrist, shocked at its iciness. Her skin was so cold it stung, as though it belonged to a corpse.
Frantically, he wrapped his arms around her, warming her with his body, hands, mouth. She shivered in his embrace. He buried his fingers in her silken hair and tasted tears on her cheek. Brackish. Frightened. Defeated.
“Never leave me,” she cried, rubbing her cheek against his, her smooth skin a stark contrast to his stubble. Pressing her mouth to his ear, she hushed warm air, proving she was alive. She begged, “Promise me you’ll never go.”

He’d die first.


Please leave a comment. Tina will be choosing one winner randomly from the comments section. The winner gets her choice of one of Tina’s backlist ebooks – FIFTEEN IN ALL – contemporary, paranormal, suspense, ménage. From this list:

1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT
2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit
3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award
4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT
5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT
6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller
7. Take Me Away – #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books
8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR
9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR
10. Sinfully Wicked – Magnificent – Romancing the Book
11.  Claiming Magique – Top Pick – NOR
12. Illicit Desire – Four Stars Romantic Times
13. Come Fill Me – Five Stars – Guilty Pleasures
14. Losing Control - Four and a Half Stars - Sensual Reads

15. Shameless Desire - Four and Half Stars - The Jeep Diva

Sunday, July 06, 2014

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT : Suzette Rose Cauler

Suzette Rose Cauler's latest release is The Secret-Keeper's Choice.

 Suzette Rose Cauler has loved books (all types really) for as long as she can remember. As a child, she'd get lost in books for hours, using a flashlight to read under the covers long past bedtime. She read her first romance novel as a preteen and was immediately hooked by the swoon-worthy heroes and daring, spunky damsels. Though her reading tastes have definitely matured, Suzette continues to enjoy romance novels, especially those of the erotic, paranormal, fantasy, or historical variety. She writes almost as voraciously as she reads and typically falls head over heels in love with her heroes.

Though everyday types of romantic situations do appeal to her, stories that include adventure, intrigue, or danger have always made Suzette's heart go pitter patter. If they incorporate some science fiction too, she is even happier. You'll find elements like these in most of her stories as well as strong heroines who can fight their own battles but sometimes enjoy letting someone else take the lead.

Suzette lives on the East Coast with five special people who help keep her spirit young and her imagination fresh.

The Secret-Keeper's Choice

Immortal Daria Vacanti guards secrets dating back to the beginning of vampire history but remembers nothing of her own past. On top of that, Daria is torn between Joshua and Holden Parker, the vampires she loves but can't have. When she leaves town to escape an impossible choice, she meets a witch who promises to restore her memories. It’s just the distraction she needs to get over the Parker brothers, but is the price for the witch’s help too great?
Joshua and Holden have tried to forget Daria, but when the clan elders sentence her to serve under them, the brothers discover that love dies hard. With the trio forced to live under the same roof, sparks fly, tempers flare, and desire threatens to consume them all. Can Daria choose between the brothers this time around? Will her quest for insight into her past destroy everything she holds dear?

Giveaway: Enter to win a free copy of The Secret-Keeper’s Choice or a $5 Amazon gift certificate. To enter, just leave a comment for Suzette, telling her which type of paranormal being is your favorite and why. Two winners will be selected by random drawing on July 14th. Good luck!


The Stonehill mansion was so grand and brightly lit it could have been welcoming her to an upscale party rather than what Daria was expecting—a serious scolding from Christoph. She was surprised, though, that Joshua had brought her here. At this late hour, Christoph was typically at home. He usually hunted closer to midnight and then headed home to enjoy other pursuits.
“Christoph is meeting us here?” she asked as Joshua drove slowly up the driveway. Obviously that was the plan, but her surprise led her to ask the question anyway.
“No, as far as I know, he’s not here.” Something in his voice made Daria uneasy.
“Well, then, why are we?” She’d been chastised by a few of the other elders as a teen, but it seemed unlikely that Christoph would let them tongue lash her alone. Not after she’d been away for so long.
Joshua didn’t take his eyes off the road ahead as he answered so quietly she wasn’t sure she’d heard him correctly. “We’re here for the dungeons, Daria. We’ve been looking for you for two long years. Christoph’s last orders were to find you, bring you home, and have you imprisoned.”
“You can’t be serious!” Daria couldn’t quite believe her life had come to this. She’d spent years as one of the clan’s most trusted, cherished members, and now she was to become its prisoner? “He can’t just lock me up like some common criminal!”
Joshua pulled his car over at the top of the hill and cut the engine, turning in his seat to look at her, his sad eyes meeting her confused glare. “For the first few months that we searched for you, Christoph seemed to feel your actions were simply rebellious. He even questioned whether you’d been forced to leave. Over time, though, the elders began to insist that you’d left willfully and pressed their opinion that you cared little for your duty. They argued that you deserved a more serious punishment. At first Christoph disagreed, but eventually he gave in—or maybe he just gave up. You could face The Cage, Daria.”
Her mouth dropped open in shock. She knew Christoph would be angry. She’d known the elders would demand some sort of punishment, but she’d never imagined he’d allow her to spend time in the dungeon. And The Cage? It seemed unthinkable that the vampire who considered himself her father would allow that.
“We don’t have to go right in, if you need some time...”
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?” She wasn’t sure she would have gone with him so easily if she’d known such a stiff punishment awaited her.
“The shackles didn’t tip you off?”
Daria could only shake her head. She didn’t know what she’d been thinking. The shackles should definitely have raised an eyebrow. She’d thought Christoph wanted her dragged home like a prisoner and brought to him for punishment. Maybe, she’d thought, the shackles were his way of shaking her up a bit. But the dungeons and a real trial? No, she hadn’t expected that, especially since she didn’t think the elders knew what she’d really been up to in Philadelphia—not the whole story anyway.
“If you tell me what this is all about, maybe I can do something to help. I hate the idea of you spending even a second in the Baldassare dungeons.”
Looking into his eyes, she could plainly see Joshua’s concern. It would be so easy to spill everything and ask him to find some way of fixing it for her. But Daria couldn’t do that. Her crime, at least the one she’d been planning, was serious enough to earn her time in The Cage, and if she asked him to help her cover it up, she’d be risking his neck as well. Besides, she couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t hear about Maharet’s proposal and decide The Cage was exactly where she belonged.
She reached up to touch his face, caressing the prickly beginnings of stubble there. Joshua had always preferred to be clean-shaven, but the hair always grew back faster than a mortal man’s. She liked the feel of his five o’clock shadow. “Thank you,” she said, touched that he still cared for her so much, “but it’s better if you don’t know.” She wanted to kiss him—to have something good to remember for whatever time she’d have to spend in the darkness of the Baldassare dungeons, but that didn’t seem fair either. Nothing had changed. They couldn’t be together, so why open that door all over again?
Joshua leaned closer, apparently having the same thoughts about kissing her, but Daria turned to face forward in her seat. “I think it’s best if we just get on with it.”
It seemed he would argue at first, but then he shrugged and got out of the car, closing the door a little too hard on his way around to the passenger side.


The bed sagged under their weight as they each took a place next to her. Joshua, resting on one elbow, kissed her, using his tongue to explore her mouth. He ran a hand under her shirt to stroke the smooth skin of her belly before directing his attention back to her breasts. Holden lay on her other side, kissing her earlobe, gently taking it in his teeth before loving her neck. He alternated between gentle nibbles and soft kisses that drove her insane.
Getting to his knees, Holden caressed from her belly down to her thighs and then back upward, pushing downward with ever-increasing pressure each time he got to her cunt. The heel of his hand pressed right over her clit with perfect precision, and she lifted her hips to grind against his hand, moaning into Joshua’s mouth and threading her fingers through his hair. Daria couldn’t get enough of this. She craved more.
Feeling Holden’s hands on the waistband of her pants, she lifted her pelvis so he could easily tug them past her hips and slide them off her bare legs. He moved between her legs then, sliding downward to kiss her upper thighs and nuzzle her pussy trough the thin, silky material of her panties. Daria knew why he didn’t just remove them right away. He’d told her how much he looked forward to seeing her in lingerie on a daily basis now that they were a threesome. She’d chosen the white silk thong just for him. There wasn’t much to the material, but she’d known he would appreciate it. He proved her right by licking her pussy through the silk, the heat of his mouth torturing her while the wetness of his stroking tongue provided just enough insight into what was to come. She bucked against him, unable to control herself. Her body felt on fire with the need for his touch, and the ache between her legs grew more insistent. Daria wanted to feel them both everywhere, on every part of her body.
Joshua coaxed her shirt up and over her head, tossing it and the already unfastened white silk bra out of the way. He gazed heatedly down at her breasts, and when she raised her arms to him, he covered her without delay. He kissed her briefly, then trailed his lips down her neck, over her collarbone and to the tingling breasts he’d already feasted on with his eyes. Circling her left nipple with his tongue, he gently flicked it once, twice before taking it into his mouth. Daria immediately arched her back, trying to get closer to him and the incredible sensations his lips and tongue provoked.
Daria opened her mouth to say something. She wasn’t even sure what, but the words evaporated when she felt Holden’s tongue work its way under the silk of her panties and lick her pussy full on.
“I can’t get enough of you,” Holden murmured between lapping at the cream sliding out of her pussy and running his tongue over her nether lips. She bucked and moaned under his ministrations, trying to hold still but unable to do so. Gently squeezing her thighs, he pushed her legs further apart. Opening her to him, he blew warm air on her pussy.
“Please, Holden.” Daria craved the pressure of his tongue, his hand, anything. Holden stiffened his tongue in response, using it to part the lips partially shielding her clit. He treated the needy bud to a long, wet lick that had Daria crushing her pussy hard against his face. Holden backed off for only a second to remove her panties and then dove back in to lick and suck her until she was pumping and grinding under him.
“Joshua,” Daria managed between gasps and moans, “I want to taste you.”
The rasp of Joshua’s zipper as he shed his pants was murder on Daria’s senses, and the movement of her hips grew more frantic. She was right on the brink, but she wanted, no needed, to taste him before she let go. “Mmmm…Hurry, Joshua.” She wanted his cock in her mouth when she came.
Joshua kneeled next to her, his cock looming larger than life over her, and she reached for him, guiding him to straddle her face. She angled her head so she could lick from his heavy balls up to the tip of his cock and then back again, grasping his ass to move him back and forth over her tongue. When he moved backward a third time, she opened wider, and as he pushed forward again, she took all of him, inch by swollen inch, in her mouth.



Thursday, July 03, 2014

GUEST AUTHOR: Peyton Brittany Clarke

 Time to say hello to another author friend.  This time it is Peyton Brittany Clarke.  Peyton's book - The Ferae - Blood Bond is out now.

Let's learn a little about her ....

Peyton tell us about yourself.
I live in Michigan or as we like to call it humidity central.  My husband and I are happily married (he's my hunky male) who offers advice on my writing of the male characters in order to make them more realistic.  Thanks hun!!

I spend way too much time writing and not enough tending to more poor neglected husband (sorry hun!).  But then again, you guys benefit from it and I absolute love it and my husband gets to interfere--I mean help me more. 

 What genre(s) do you write in and why?
I write generally in the area of Erotic Romance with the sub genres being in menages be it contemporary, paranormal, futuristic or whatever else that tickles my fancy.

How many books have you written? Do you have a favorite?
So far I've had only one published but I hope to have two more out this year.  My favorite has got to be my first book Blood-bond because I so adore all three of these characters.  The guys are hot, and the heroine is so cool.  I created a world I wouldn't mind living in.  Though it may be dangerous without the right Alpha.

Tell us about your current series/WIP.
Again I was watching the Science Channel and they were showing a marathon on the planets and outer space and then wham I got this really cool idea for a series about this guy who works in outer space but wants to take his love with him but how does he do it?  Plus they like their love a little spicy too, so it adds to the mix since he's in charge of the ship.

What inspired your latest book?
Always, hot guys and watching a lot of documentaries about Afghanistan and the war in Iraq. 

Where do you get the ideas for your stories?
I get so many of my ideas for stories just by watching tv, the movies or pictures and I see a good looking guy and I think hello, who are you?  And then I actually sit and think about what kind of life he has then I find the woman or man who loves him. 

What is your favorite part of writing?
When I am in the zone and the story is just flowing especially in the final editing phase before submission.  That's when I'm least stressed.

What is your least favorite part of writing?
Staring at blank pages and when an idea is on the page and there is nothing else after it.  I hate it!

What is most difficult for you to write? Characters, conflict or emotions? Why?
The most difficult for me is emotion.  Because they are often so hard to decide.  During intense times in a persons life, they are not always feeling one emotion.  Sometimes there are different ones all jumbled up inside of them and I find myself peeking inside the characters minds picking through their various feelings in order to find out what's going on.  And then describe them, that's when it get's really hard.

Are you a plotter or a pantser?
I write by the seat of my pants!  Hold on and close your eyes cause I have no idea where we're going and it might be scary until I get there.  But once I do, I generally go back and map out the journey. 

 Tell us about your hero. Give us one of his strengths and one of his weaknesses.
Since it is an MMF menage.  There are two heroes in this story.  First there is Colton McClain.  He is a CIA agent who is better out in the field than he is at home.  He is half human and half ferae (a new subspecies of Homo Sapiens that has been living among mankind for millenia).  His desire to be normal is at odds with his own Ferae physiology which is demanding that he mate and become the alpha male he was born to be.

Then there is Jarrod Stevens.  A CIA agent who is a purebred alpha male who is equal in every way to his spouse except that Colton 'outranks' him in their society because he (Colton) is genetically superior.  (They can sense sickness, disease, health, vitality, genetic strength or abnormalities via their keen sense of smell. And Colton is stronger than he in-- his oozes through his pores.)  Jarrod is a rogue alpha married to another alpha and a female.  And because they are Ferae this marriage combination means they will not be able to fully bond and claim one another so they can mate and reproduce.  This puts all of their lives together.  The problem is, Jarrod loves his wife and will not leave her and worse off he has fallen in love with Colton.  A man he is not supposed to love.

Tell us about your heroine. Give us one of her strengths and one of her weaknesses.
Lizzie is a strong woman with a shady past.  She is a like a lioness.  On her own, she can hunt and fend for herself but as soon as she is with her husbands she becomes a timid kitten in need of protection.  And it turns out for very good reason!

What genres are you drawn to as a reader?

Lately I have been drawn to MMF not matter the subgenre.

Thanks Peyton, I appreciate you taking time to tell us a little about yourself and your writing.

If you would like to learn more about Peyton and read her books here are her links.