Countdown sale and freebie!

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The first installment of the sexual saga, Deena and the Professor is being offered FREE today through Sunday, August 28! In addition, Parts Two and Three are only 99 cents, again until Sunday. Currently this serial BDSM romance has seven parts; the complete story will have ten parts.

Check it out!

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It’s her first day at college, and Deena wants to learn about more than books. She’s always craved to learn more about the urges of her body and the taboo secrets of sex. When her professor catches her playing with a wooden paddle, Deena knows it will either be her worst punishment ever, or her greatest reward. He’s handsome, older, and seems to know about more than just academic subjects.

The question is, can he teach her all the kinkiest things she’s ever fantasized about? Or maybe the bigger question is, can she keep her heart from falling in love with him…

Only 99 cents–Parts Two and Three:

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Part Two: Missionary Position (First time, unprotected):

Part Three: The Fifth Base (first time anal)

 

 

Villains You Love to Hate

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I recently watched Suicide Squad, which I found to be a fun superhero movie, despite some criticisms of the editing. I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart for Harly Quinn, the Joker’s little puppet and love interest, and I think Margot did an exceptional job at portraying the completely crazy villainess. Jared Leto was also fantastic as the Joker.

A really good villain is one that you can’t help loving, even if they’re really, really bad. Maybe it’s because you have some understanding about why they became the way they are, or maybe their personality is just so infectious that you can’t help liking them. Or maybe they have awesome powers and they’re just plain cool. (We all loved Darth Vader long before we knew anything about his past. In fact, learning his past diminished some of his coolness, I think.)

Maybe it’s that allure of power that draws us towards certain villains. Maybe it’s the cool clothing. Villains tend not to care what anyone thinks of them. They’re supreme in their self-confidence. That can be attractive.

Or maybe they do things we only wish we could. The Joker loves to wreak mayhem, particularly on stuffy rich folk. Hannibal Lector eats whatever–and whomever–he wants. Voldemort is practically worshiped by his followers. And Lucifer gives you everything you desire . . . then takes your soul.

So anyways, I enjoyed Suicide Squad because it brought together a lot of evil, selfish villains, gave each of them a weakness, and put them in a situation where they had to decide between being selfish or doing something good for once. I liked it, and I wanted to take Harly Quinn home even though she’d most likely kill me.

And that brings me to the writing of my latest book, Fraud Twice Felt (Book 2 of the Oddities). I’m writing the climax, which has a lot of characters moving around and a lot of action. I have a villain that appeared in the first book that I’ve come to adore, but I need to somehow resolve his story arc in order for my heroes to move forward to the next book. This villain is charming, suave, but also vicious, like a snake. I’m thinking of making him even cooler to really up the stakes in the climax. (Can’t say how–it would be a major spoiler.)

And then? I probably should kill him, because otherwise everyone knows he’ll continue to be a threat out there, unresolved. But I’m finding I don’t want to kill him!

-Sigh.- And that’s the dilemma of loving your villain.

 

 

Release Day! Part Seven of Deena and the Professor

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Finally!  This segment in Deena’s serial BDSM romance took me forever to write, but it’s finally here. This part features MMF and is over 10k, making it one of the longest chapters in Deena Hancock’s tale of romance between her and her dominant Psychology professor, Alex Sturm. For a limited time, you can get it on Amazon for just 99 cents!  Also part of Kindle Unlimited.

Amazon link:  https://www.amazon.com/M%C3%A9nage-Trois-Alpha-Romance-Professor-ebook/dp/B01JHSG5BS/

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Description:

College student Deena’s hopelessly in love with her Psychology professor, Alex Sturm. He’s been marking off each item on her list of SEXUAL FANTASIES, teaching her how to SUBMIT, and showing her what it might be like to serve him as his girl forever. But he keeps insisting that he’s only introducing her to her own sexuality. Once her list is done, she fears he’ll walk away.

Coming up is one of her hottest dreams of all—a threesome with the professor and another man! Deena wants to know what it is like to be completely filled. But will the professor still want her if she admits to being such a slut? Her body craves everything it can possibly get, but her heart wants one thing only. To be loved by her gorgeous older man.

(Part Seven of a ten part series; each part will be published monthly. Parts One through Five have been bundled, and then Parts Six through Ten will be bundled as well. Notice for BDSM, anal, and multiple partners.)

EXCERPT:

The professor looked her over. “Are you comfortable now, Deena? Or perhaps this is a better question. Would you prefer that I continue to give you orders?”

There was only one thing she could say to that. She knelt on the carpet. “Yes, Sir. It makes me feel safe.” To know that he had her best interests at heart, even when she didn’t know them herself, was comforting. More, it felt like love, even though she knew he couldn’t possibly feel that way about her.

“Oh that’s hot.” Stephen adjusted his seat, and Deena could tell he was hard by the slight tenting of her trousers. Yes. This was what she wanted, what she needed. As long as Sir was calling the shots, she was ready for anything.

The professor laughed. “You think? Deena, undress for us. No need to make a show. I want you to suck on Stephen’s dick. Make him nice and ready so that he can fuck you.”

A moan escaped Deena before she could hold it back. It was like someone had set a torch to her; heat traveled all down her body, and her juices flowed. Without another word, she stood up and turned around. Even though Professor Sturm hadn’t asked for a show, she was going to give him a little of one. Would he be jealous of her sucking on another man’s dick? Or was he like her, and figured the more people, the hotter the sex?

Arching, she pulled her own zipper down her back, exposing skin and the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Deena peeled the dress down, to reveal that she was wearing panties tonight—black lacy ones. Once her dress had slipped to the floor, she stepped out of it, leaving on her high heels. Then slowly she bent over, showing off her ass to the two men, and taking her time as she pulled her panties down.

“Oh Deena. You are gorgeous,” Stephen said, almost in awe.

Deena turned around so that she could see his expression, see the lust in his eyes. She fed off that lust, feeling her body responding, becoming looser, more aroused. Cupping her breasts, she showed them off to Stephen, even going so far as to rub her nipples. It sent electric waves of pleasure for her. I’m so naughty. I think I like being naughty.

This time Stephen didn’t say anything, but his eyes devoured her, as he began rubbing himself through his slacks. His length was clearly defined in the pants, and it looked thick and long. No wonder the professor liked teaming up with Stephen!

Deena dropped to her knees and crawled over to Stephen. While her gaze was on him, she was keenly aware of the professor’s eyes on her, on his attention. It made her skin sizzle, the knowledge that Professor Sturm enjoyed watching her, enjoyed showing her off. She’d had a taste of that when he’d jerked off watching her and Stacy…and then of course he’d joined in, unable to resist.

This time she knew he’d be actively participating. She couldn’t wait.

Positioning herself between Stephen’s legs, she kneeled up, giving him a diabolical smile as she slowly worked his belt open. Deena surprised herself with her confidence. She could remember back in high school when she’d been so shy, not even able to flirt with anyone. How she’d changed! “Sir, do you have any special instructions for me?” She unbuttoned Stephen’s slacks and eased the zipper down. Boy, he was rock hard for her!

“I’m quite enjoying what you’re doing now, Miss Hancock. I think it would be appropriate for you to show Stephen what you’ve learned.” The professor was rubbing himself through his own pants again as he watched them.

Stephen licked his lips. “Maybe I could cum down her throat. You know I’ll be up for more later. It would give us some time to really play with her.” He looked at the professor beseechingly.

Deena ran her thumb along the hard ridge in Stephen’s boxer shorts. Silk—nice. She felt him twitch, and delighted in the idea that she was causing this, even as the two men were speaking.

The professor’s gaze grew even more heated. “Hm. What do you think, Deena? Want to have cum in all three of your holes tonight?”

The way he said it made Deena moan, her pussy and ass clenching. “Yes, Sir!” Did she sound too eager? At the moment, she didn’t care. If she was going to be a slut, she would be the biggest slut she could be.

Stephen took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “Oh yeah. Let me see those lips wrapped around my cock, sweetie. You are so beautiful. Do you know that?” He petted her hair. While it was nice, it didn’t have the same effect on Deena that the professor’s petting had done before.

He doesn’t have that same intensity to him. He’s friendly, but I don’t get that rush of power, of Sir commanding me.

“Thank you…” Deena looked to Professor, wondering what she should call Stephen. Was it rude to call him by his first name? She couldn’t even recall his last name anymore; not with his cock straining to be freed right in front of her face.

“You may call him Stephen,” the professor said as if reading her mind. “I am your only Sir—at the moment.” He smiled, and Deena wanted to dance for joy. This was what she wanted!

Now if only she could find a way to make it permanent.

And this is only the beginning of their evening . . . read more to find out what happens!

Progress report for July

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Apparently it’s been a while since my last WIP progress report, which gives a hint as to how busy my life has been. The edits to the first Oddities book kicked my butt, as did my working from home and personal life. I’m hoping things will start to smooth out as we head into fall. Look for the next Deena book coming out in a few days!

 

Current WIPs:

1. Fraud Twice Felt (The Oddities Book 2, paranormal M/M suspense), now at 80,609 words, estimated to be about 90k. I’m writing the climax scene! Due to publisher by October 1.

2. Fae Fortunes (YA M/M paranormal), currently at 44,037 words, estimated 65k.

3. Deena and the Professor (Trudy Judd, BDSM romance), Seven out of 10 parts written, first 6 parts published, currently at 476 words on Part 8 (estimated to be 8k).

4. Fantasy novel currently at 81,352 words, total will be 110k. Right now this one is the lowest of my priorities.

Time Management

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I knew that writing would become more challenging when I was laid off from my steady 8-5 M-F job and began working from home as a consultant, but I don’t think I fully appreciated how challenging it would be. Add in a ton of doctor appointments for myself and also my partner, and it becomes almost herculean. Oh yeah, and I’m ADHD. Which means I pretty much suck at time management.

Lately, what this has all meant for me is that I’ve been spending a lot of time on my weekends catching up on the work and writing tasks that need to be completed each week. Which means there hasn’t been a lot of time to relax and regenerate. Which is probably why I keep getting sick.

Ugh, but now it sounds like I’m complaining, which I’m not. I like working from home, and I like the fact that so much is happening for me right now on the writing career that I have no time. It’s just tough to stay on top of it all.

Which brings me to this blog and what I wanted to talk about in the first place. How does one manage time when there so much to do? Some of these I came up with myself, but I have to give most of the props to my partner, who is a brilliant problem solver.

  1. Make daily goals.

I do this for my work as well as for my writing, having a minimum number of hours that I need to work each day in order to make the money to pay the bills (I’m paid by the hour as a subcontractor). I also have a minimum word count that I must write each day in order to meet my deadlines.

2. Use calendars. Plural.

My most important calendar is in my phone, because I can instantly share it with my partner, putting in all meetings, appointments, social engagement dates, etc. I also have a wall calendar by my desk because sometimes it’s just easier to glance over at it.

3. Have reminders.

This is a big one for me, with my problems remembering and keeping track of a lot of details. I use three different apps on my phone–the built-in “Reminders” app where I can schedule reminders for things like “Get cat food” or “Call the insurance company.” I also have reminders every day for things like taking medication. I also use checklists, including an app called “2Do” which is great for shopping lists, task lists, etc. I’ll also use visual reminders like leaving out a bill or a note for myself.

4. Don’t be too hard on yourself.

Even with every strategy above and more, there will be times that I forget something, or I just plain run out of time. I try to keep things in perspective and not kill myself off trying to do everything. Stressing out only makes things worse, after all. I still try to have fun and relax once in a while.

 

Cover Reveal: Just a Week, by Jena Wade

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Doing a cover reveal for the wonderful Jena Wade, one of the writers in the “House of Manlove” mmromance critique group that I belong to. Enjoy!

Just A Week

By Jena Wade

Release: July 14th, 2016

Publisher: Loose Id

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Blurb:

Just a week is not enough time to fall in love, but Fate doesn’t care. Seth’s carefully crafted plan for how his life will go doesn’t include falling in love with a guy in his horrible hometown. He wants to start a new life anywhere but at home. Until Maddox storms in with his multi-colored hair and carefree attitude.
Long distance relationships don’t work and Seth isn’t into gambling with his future. But the more time he spends with Maddox, the more he’s willing to throw caution to the wind. Now his plan for the rest of his life has been turned upside down and seems to include things Seth never thought possible, including a lifetime of happiness in his hometown.

 

Excerpt:

I headed out the door and grabbed the book I started a few days ago out of my car. In high school I would always go to the park and read when it was nice out. My parents were happy knowing I got fresh air, and I was happy just to get lost in the world of whatever book had captured my attention.
I found my usual bench unoccupied. Thank goodness. It sat underneath a giant oak tree that provided a good amount of shade. About a hundred feet away sat a set of playground equipment for kids. Since it was Sunday evening, there weren’t many kids around.
The screech and clicks of skateboards on metal had me looking around like I’d just entered a parallel universe. What the hell?
Where there used to be old basketball hoops with raggedy nets, there now stood a half-pipe and other random obstacles used for skateboarding tricks. A half dozen teenagers and young adults whizzed around each other. Some on boards, others on rollerblades. All of them moving at high speed.
There was a lot of laughing, and every so often someone shouted, “Check this out,” before trying some stunt on the rail, usually resulting in a fall or stumble.
Squealing kids on a swing set I could drown out. But this, I wasn’t so sure about. It was new. And distracting.
One young man in particular stood out. Mostly because he had bright orange hair that spiked in every direction, possibly looking like it could impale a person if they were to touch it. Like a cactus. He also looked a bit older than the teenagers that surrounded him, which might explain why they all seemed to look up to him like he was a god.
He wore a black zip-up sweatshirt, though it was warm enough to go without, and jeans that were skintight.
Once I started watching him, I noticed that the other skaters watched him too. He had talent. He kept his balance well, and his moves seemed effortless. While the other skaters floundered and wobbled as they zoomed around, he kept calm and collected.
I didn’t understand the appeal of skateboarding, especially on a half-pipe. What was the purpose of putting yourself in harm’s way like that? Might as well throw myself down a flight of stairs if I wanted to break a bone.
Orange-haired Guy stood on the deck of the half-pipe. He stared down the slope below, his face unreadable. He didn’t call the others to gather around and watch, though I had a feeling they would anyway.
He took a deep breath and hopped on his board.
I held my breath, like I was the one up there. I watched in wonder as he gained momentum, back and forth, up and down the half-pipe. Once he had enough speed he began his flips. It looked amazing to me. Him flipping in the air, his feet staying on the board as he spun, then landing perfectly to do it all over again. I guess I had never bothered to watch any skateboarding before. Maybe I would have if they had looked like this skateboarder.
My nose pressed against the chain-link fence that surrounded the skate park before I even realized I had walked closer. At least I started breathing again.
He stopped just as quickly as he started. Landing back on the deck of the half-pipe, like he hadn’t just done something incredible. And maybe it wasn’t to him; maybe that was just another day in the life. To me it was pretty cool.
The other skaters around cheered and gave him high fives as he made his way through the park. Just like that, he left. He hit the sidewalk and hopped back on to his board, flying down the street like it was made for him.
I snapped out of it. What the hell just happened? I don’t gawk. I never gawk.
I rushed back to my regular bench, picked up my book, and headed home, no longer in the mood to read. At least not outside. At home inside my room there wouldn’t be any distractions. Visions of the orange-haired guy floated through my head, and I couldn’t shake them. I blamed the jet lag.
Never mind the fact that I didn’t fly home. Nor did I go through any time zones. Traveling had tired me out, and I wasn’t thinking straight.
Just a week. Then I would be back where I belonged and where things were normal. Routine. The way I liked it.

Bio:

Jena Wade began writing in January of 2013 as a New Year’s resolution and so far she has stuck to it.
She lives in Michigan with her husband, two dogs, and one brand new baby boy. By day she works as a web developer and at night she writes. She was born and raised on a farm and spends most of her free time outdoors, playing in the garden or tending to her landscaping.

Links:

The Jena Wade: www.thejenawade.com

Loose Id: http://www.loose-id.com/authors/erotic-romance-authors-g-k.html?cat=699

Twitter: thejenawade.twitter.com

Busy times and delays

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It’s been a very busy year so far.

In my day job, I’ve been working very hard to develop a pilot training program for oral health, to teach community health workers so that they can teach low-income parents about good oral health practices. It’s been frantic and exhausting at times. Then on top of that, I’ve been helping my partner manage several health issues, among them pain management, diabetes, and anxiety. And I’ve been working on my own issues of ADHS.

Add to that my first book which has been going through a grueling editing process–developmental, line, etc. and also me working on the next book plus the other books I’ve been writing?

Yeah, it’s been busy.

Thanks in part to this, and also to editors with busy lives as well, Riptide has decided to change the release date for my mm paranormal suspense novel, Murder First Seen. They want time to finish the edits and get out the advanced reading copies (ARCs) to libraries, magazines, etc. for reviews and marketing. My publicist is pretty excited about the book, so that’s a good sign.

So the new release date will be December 12.

I’m partially bummed that I have to wait longer, but on the other hand, I agree that the book should get the full time needed for more traditional magazine reviews and marketing. Plus, this puts it right in the Christmas season, which could be a very good thing.

So yes, mark your calendars. Murder First Seen will be released December 12, 2016.

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Pre-order page on Riptide: http://riptidepublishing.com/titles/murder-once-seen

(This news is so new, they haven’t even changed the date on the pre-order page yet, but expect that soon.)

Thanks for everyone’s support!