Showing posts with label Lisa Renee Jones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lisa Renee Jones. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
A Taste of Summer Camp with Chilli Rellano Casserole
Wow! It's summertime my favorite time of year! Why, you may ask? Oh, there are many reasons. I love being out in the sun, hiking, camping, playing in my garden. Most of all I love sitting out on my back patio with a great book and relaxing.
When asked to take part of this I was excited! And I tried so hard to think of recipes that would be great for 'A Taste of Summer Camp' hosted by Marketing for Romance Writers.
A book inspired my decision, which comes to no surprise if you know me at all. If I Were You by Lisa Renee Jones, a suspenseful erotic romance. Full of hunger, passion, heat, suspense and desire. Kind of like the recipe I am about to share with you.
Hope this adds a little kick to your summer! If you are lacking suspense and desire, be sure to check out this book, first in the series 'Inside Out' which has been optioned to STARZ for a TV series! And it so happens, Being Me, the second book releases today!! So, it's meant to be! I am going to kick back with this hot meal and enjoy an even hotter book!
CHILLI RELLANO CASSEROLE
Recipe and picture curtesy of Rae!
You will need:
2 cans (4.25 OZ.) whole green chilies, you may use diced if you can’t find whole, (drained)
12 ounces Monterey Jack cheese, Needs to be shredded
3 eggs, slightly beaten
Salt and pepper to taste, don’t need much a pinch of each is all I use
2 tablespoons milk
Picante sauce for serving
In a greases 8 inch square greased glass pan, add ½ of the cheese, cut the chili so it will lay flat, layer chilies on top. Add rest of cheese
Slightly beat eggs in a small bowl, add salt and pepper, milk, Mix then add on top of cheese.
Cook at 375 degrees for 30 minutes or until set.
Slice and serve with picante sauce or salsa.
Enjoy!
Monday, June 10, 2013
If I Were You by Lisa Renee Jones
The first book in this intensely seductive series, optioned to STARZ is on sale in anticipation of the release of Being Me, the second book Tuesday, June 11th.
It's only $3.99 at Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/Were-You-Inside-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B0095VKZUK/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1370846096&sr=1-1&keywords=if+i+were+you
And $3.99 at Barnes and Noble
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/if-i-were-you-lisa-renee-jones/1112622048?ean=9781476726045
This is only for a limited time, so take advantage of this offer quickly!!
Thursday, April 4, 2013
A is for Alpha!
Welcome to my blog!
During the month of April you will see several posts, all
beginning with letters from the alphabet for the annual A-Z Blog Challenge.
This is my first year to participate and I’m excited to see
what topics I come up with and other topics from other blogs.
I am running behind so today, April 4th, I will post A and B, tomorrow, April 5th, I will post C and D to catch up some! Thanks for stopping by and if you have any suggestions for future posts please comment!!
I’m a writer, more to the point a romance and erotic writer.
So A is for Alpha. In every romance/erotic novel you need an alpha male!
A is for Alpha
What is an Alpha
Male?
An alpha always knows what is best. He’s a protector,
confident, sexy and importantly sexual and confident in his abilities in and
out of the bedroom. And he’s always stubborn! To the point he makes your knees
weak while you want to bang his head in for being ridiculously overbearing! He
takes control, all the men and women around him lean on him and follow in his
footsteps. He stands out, but can blend in if needed. He’s dreamy and sexy.
Says the right thing, only after putting his foot in his mouth.
At least that’s what I think of when I think of an alpha.
In my opinion he is the hardest character to write…90% of
the time. He’s easy to get wrong. I’ve finished a book only to realize my alpha
is all wrong, by the end of the book it comes together for me, but that means
going back to the beginning of the book and rewriting the alpha the way he should be and not how I thought he should be. And in
most cases that can mean rewriting several scenes and/or the entire book!
In my opinion there are two authors I know when I pick up
one of their books, I am going to find the perfect alpha! He’s going to add up
to everything I defined plus more…a whole lot more!
First is Sylvia Day, I love her style of writing, especially
when it comes to the alpha. They add up to everything I explained and oh so
much more!
One of my fave alpha’s has to be the scandalous Alistair
Caulfield, from Seven
Years to Sin by Sylvia Day.
Oh Alistair is near perfect. He’s gorgeous, flawed, very
intense and sexual. He’s the guy that makes good girls go bad!
To learn more about the book and/or order it visit Sylvia’s
website for this book and many other great reads!
My all time favorite author is Lisa Renee Jones, she has
some serious hot alpha’s. They are flawed, but there flaws make them perfect
and memorable.
The Walker Brothers! Oh, how I love these boys! They are bad
boys that protect the women they love and the family that always has their
back!
In Secrets Exposed we
meet Lindsey, she’s strong and beautiful and stubborn. Then we meet Mark…oh
Mark!! Mark Reeves is one of the sexiest men alive! He is ruthless, in the courtroom.
Romantic and oh so dreamy! You have to
check out The Walker Brothers!
Be sure to check out Lisa's site for more about this book and the other books in this Tall, Dark and Deadly Series, which you can get as a boxset at AMAZON for only $2.99!
Thanks for stopping by Check out the other bloggers particpating in the A-Z Blog Challenge Here:
http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/p/2012-to-z-challenge-sign-up-list.html
Thursday, January 17, 2013
The Dark Passion It Becomes; INSIDE OUT TRIOLGY by Lisa Renee Jones
Thanks for having me today to sharing an excerpt from IF I WERE YOU and THE INSIDE
OUT TRILOGY to celebrate the release of the serials connected to the books. These serials are SUPER sexy and have tons of clues to what happens in BEING ME inside. They are also very much inside the BDSM world so when I say sexy, I mean SEXY!
The serials are fun because they are in journal format but tell a sexy story and the series is inspired by a real journal my fiancee and I found in a storage unit when we use to buy and sell units. He pushed me hard for years to write these books. I mean hard! I tell him he gets the nagging award!
I still remember the night he found the journal. He was reading it and kept popping his head up from the couch where he was laying to say things like ‘someone got killed next door!’ and ‘she’s pregnant again!’. It was pretty funny seeing him get so absorbed.
The serials are in Rebecca’s POV who you get to meet in the series through her random journal entires starting in IF I WERE YOU. These serials actually tells her story and begin when she first arrives at the same gallery Sara (The main heroine in the trilogy) from the series later visits and starts working at. You will meet all the characters that you know from the series through Rebecca’s eyes and you will find loads of clues to what happens in the series!
The serials can be read alone but they are perfect for in between IF I WERE YOU and BEING ME. I thought today I’d share a sexy excerpt from IF I WERE YOU.
First about the series...
How It All Started...
One day I was a high school teacher on summer break, leading a relatively uneventful but happy life. Or so I told myself. Later, I’d question that, as I would question pretty much everything I knew about me, my relationships, and my desires. It all began when my neighbor thrust a key to a storage unit at me. She’d bought it to make extra money after watching some storage auction show. Now she was on her way to the airport to elope with a man she barely knew, and she needed me to clear out the unit before the lease expired.
Soon, I was standing inside a small room that held the intimate details of another woman’s life, feeling uncomfortable, as if I was invading her privacy. Why had she let these items so neatly packed, possessions that she clearly cared about deeply, be lost at an auction? Driven to find out by some unnamed force, I began to dig, to discover this woman’s life, and yes, read her journals—-dark, erotic journals that I had no business reading. Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I read on obsessively, living out fantasies through her words that I’d never dare experience on my own, compelled by the three men in her life, none of whom had names. I read onward until the last terrifying dark entry left me certain that something had happened to this woman. I had to find her and be sure she was okay.
Before long, I was taking her job for the summer at the art gallery, living her life, and she was nowhere to be found. I was becoming someone I didn’t know. I was becoming her.
The dark, passion it becomes…
Now, I am working at a prestigious gallery, where I have always dreamed of being, and I’ve been delivered to the doorstep of several men, all of which I envision as one I’ve read about in the journal. But there is one man that will call to me, that will awaken me in ways I never believed possible. That man is the ruggedly sexy artist, Chris Merit, who wants to paint me. He is rich and famous, and dark in ways I shouldn’t find intriguing, but I do. I so do. I don’t understand why his dark side appeals to me, but the attraction between us is rich with velvety promises of satisfaction. Chris is dark, and so are his desires, but I cannot turn away. He is damaged beneath his confident good looks and need for control, and in some way, I feel he needs me. I need him.
All I know for certain is that he knows me like I don’t even know me, and he says I know him. Still, I keep asking myself — do I know him? Did he know her, the journal writer, and where is she? And why doesn’t it seem to matter anymore? There is just him and me, and the burn for more.
EXCERPT:
Rounding the corner, I enter the hallway, and Chris is suddenly there in the narrow passage with me, pressing me against the wall, his powerful thighs framing mine.
My hand goes instinctively to his t-shirt-clad chest. I am immediately aware of the intimacy of the touch, of my body’s reaction to the man who has betrayed me. “Don’t shove me against another wall and try to intimidate me, Chris.”
“I’m not trying to intimidate you. I was protecting you, Sara.” His hands move to my waist, scorching me, and my reaction to the sizzling touch is instant. I cover his hands with mine, trying to control what he does next, but it doesn’t help. Now, my hands are on his hands and his hands are on my body.
“Call it what you want,” I ground out, “but you had no right to do what you did.”
“He had to know he couldn’t manipulate your dream. Money, and my many resources at your disposal, does that.”
His words knock my anger and my breath away, and confusion consumes me. His actions and his words conflict at every turn. “Why would you help me? You said I don’t belong in this world.”
“Because I won’t watch him gobble you up and destroy you.”
I remember his words, and understand now that he wanted me out of this gallery, not this profession.
“Because he’s a dark, messed up, arrogant asshole who will play with my mind and use me until there is nothing else left of me I recognize.”
“That’s right.”
“And yet you say you’re worse.”
He stiffens and cuts his gaze, seeming to struggle before fixing me in a turbulent stare. “I am, Sara, which is why you should run as far away from me as you can. And I should step back and let you.”
“Then why aren’t you?” I whisper.
His eyes hold mine, and what I see there, the depth of his desire, overwhelms me. He flattens his palm on my belly and I tremble beneath the touch, and he has to feel it too. “Because,” his voice low, seductive, his hand traveling up the center of my body, “I can’t stop thinking about you, and everything I want to do to you, everywhere I want to touch you.”
His hand presses to the swell between my breasts, and my nipples ache with a wish he would touch them. His boldness ignites something sultry and dark inside me, a side of me that defies the good-girl school teacher who is appalled I haven’t stopped this. I want him. I want him here and now, and any way I can have him.
And when his gaze lowers to my mouth and lingers, I know he is thinking about kissing me and I have never wanted to be kissed so badly in my life.
“Do you taste as good as I think you do?” he asks, but he doesn’t wait for my reply.
Suddenly, his fingers have tunneled into my hair and he’s dragging my mouth to his. I am all soft submission, yielding to the moment, to the man. I melt into him, welcome the hardness of his body pressed to mine. And when his tongue presses past my lips, a long, wicked caress, I taste his hunger, his need. There is possessiveness to his kiss, to his hand on my back, molding me closer. I am lost in the ache that has become my need for this man, this stranger I cannot resist. He says he’s protecting me; he says he’s dangerous. I am conflicted, and sure I should be angry with him, but I am completely incapable and unable of processing why.
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