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New Release! Opening Act, by Cheryl Headford and S L Danielson @ExtasyBooks @ s_l_danielson @SevenPointStar #MFRWAuthor #Series #NewAdult

NEW RELEASE!

UPSTAGED I – OPENING ACT

START OF A NEW SERIES BY S L DANIELSON AND CHERYL HEADFORD

Sales Link http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1804-5-opening-act/

Blurb

Wannabe singer and band front man Erik Von Nordgren hates snarky Brit Asher Berkley with a passion. From the moment he turns up at practice with his twin sister Daisy, who is one of the band, the two have hated each other.
Through a series of ‘tit for tat’ incidents they annoy, frustrate and exasperate each other. The die-hard goth with purple eyes and the hard core rocker with dreams of the big time have nothing in common and no need to cross paths. Except to wind each other up.
Until the day that Erik throws Asher in the school pool, when everything begins to change. Erik is so far in closet he’s in Narnia and Asher has a dark past and trust issues that stand in the way of any relationship, let alone one with the brash American who hurts him every time they try to get together.
A relationship doomed from the start, or so you’d think.

EXCERPT

“That’s it, you asshole. You’re goin’ down.” Erik threw his full weight behind a punch that would’ve halted a freight train. But something stopped him dead. He paused, shocked and amazed. Somehow this waif managed to halt him at full throttle. Not an easy feat.

Erik’s lips hung open, his eyes wide when he saw his fist in Asher’s much smaller hand. His attention was caught and held by a surprisingly calm glare. Funny, he’d never noticed Asher had such weird eyes. Words escaped him as he fell into the scintillating beauty of the teen’s violet gaze. They were beautiful, haunting…and pained.

Erik paused, his breath taken hostage by the moment. A strangled cry escaped him when, in another blindingly unexpected turnaround, Asher kissed him. He wanted to pull away at first, especially since they had an audience, yet he didn’t. Some part of him wanted to stay. Asher’s lips were so soft, not even the chill of his lip ring could take away from the searing heat of the kiss.

Erik’s demeanor softened, and he uncurled his fist in Asher’s hand. Other parts of his anatomy stood up and took notice, too. He prayed nobody in the band saw that. Especially…well. No. No one was allowed to see.

All too soon the kiss ended, and Asher broke contact with a loud smacking sound. Erik stood in silence, his mind whirling while he retreated. His mouth opened and closed as he fought for words, but before he could utter any of them, Asher’s cool hand patted the side of his face in an almost patronizing manner, and with a cheeky wink he turned. Walking away, he called over his shoulder to his sister.

“I’m off, Dais. Can’t stand the boredom. Give me a ring when you’re ready to be picked up. Try not to die of excitement in my absence.”

Erik watched him go, stupefied and still frozen to the spot. He suddenly became aware of the unnatural silence around him. Reality crashed back and crushed him under a wave of panic. What the hell had he done? A warm hand landed on his shoulder, and he looked down into Daisy’s face.

“Sorry, Erik. He can be such a prick. You know he didn’t mean it, right? I promise you.”

“Are you all right?” Billy asked. His tone was genuine concern and one he didn’t want to deal with right now.

Their eyes met briefly. They had a history of their own beyond friendship. Like the times they’d smoked joints in his room. Not only had their demeanors relaxed, so had their inhibitions. They’d evaporated, in fact, to where they had not only kissed, but had given each other their first time, and a few more times beyond that.

Erik’s mind flooded with images of those days when they’d lived for their sleepovers—how buzzed they’d been, how good they’d felt, how right Billy’d felt in his mouth and his arms… It had started to go beyond just the physical, to something he couldn’t handle. There was a ton of baggage there that he didn’t want to think about anymore. Then this fucker kisses him…shit. He shuddered and forced his mind back to the present. That was his and Billy’s secret only. No one on earth needed to know he was gay. Like fucking hell they’d find out now.

“No. I’m not all right. Shit!” He glared at Daisy, daring her to have an excuse for her twin’s infuriating behavior. He stood back from the group. “Whatever. He’s just a prick trying to make a fool of me. Fine. Two can play that game.”

Book Information

BOOK NAME Upstaged I – Opening Act
AUTHORS S L Danielson and Cheryl Headford
PUBISHED BY Extasy Books
WORD COUNT Aprox 75,000
NUMBER OF PAGES 246
GENRE New Adult. Contemporary Romance.
HEAT RATING 3

 

Author Bios

S L Danielson

S L (Stephanie) Danielson began writing at the tender age of five. She knew it was her calling from the moment she put pen to paper. In her teens she began writing alternative works and the genre stuck. She created ever more elaborate tales and finally in her early 20’s years began to create works with her new love; male/male romance. She has since written more than 30 works (both solo and collaborations).

Stephanie is classically trained in business, accounting, and HR/training, possessing both an undergrad and graduate degree. She also owned and operated Romance First Publishing where the ultimate goal was to help other unknown, as well as known authors get their start in the publishing world.

Beyond writing, her other hobbies include: painting, gaming, and spending time with her husband and two cherished cats.

Cheryl Headford

Cheryl was born into a poor mining family in the South Wales Valleys. Until she was 16, the toilet was at the bottom of the garden and the bath hung on the wall. Her refrigerator was a stone slab in the pantry and there was a black lead fireplace in the kitchen. They look lovely in a museum but aren’t so much fun to clean.

Cheryl has always been a storyteller. As a child, she’d make up stories for her nieces, nephews and cousin and they’d explore the imaginary worlds she created, in play.

Later in life, Cheryl became the storyteller for a re enactment group who travelled widely, giving a taste of life in the Iron Age. As well as having an opportunity to run around hitting people with a sword, she had an opportunity to tell stories of all kinds, sometimes of her own making, to all kinds of people. The criticism was sometimes harsh, especially from the children, but the reward enormous.

It was here she began to appreciate the power of stories and the primal need to hear them. In ancient times, the wandering bard was the only source of news, and the storyteller the heart of the village, keeping the lore and the magic alive. Although much of the magic has been lost, the stories still provide a link to the part of us that still wants to believe that it’s still there, somewhere.

In present times, Cheryl lives in a terraced house in the valleys with her son, dog, bearded dragon (called Smaug of course) and three cats. Her daughter has deserted her for the big city, but they’re still close. She’s never been happier since she was made redundant and is able to devote herself entirely to her twin loves of writing and art

Author Links

S L Danielson
Twitter: @s_l_danielson
Website: https://sldanielsoncom.wordpress.com/
Blog:  http://ladyauthorsld.blogspot.com/
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Cheryl Headford

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SevenPointStar
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Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/cherylheadford1/
Blog: http://nephylim-author.blogspot.co.uk/
Website: http://cherylheadford.com/

 

 

Did you wear those for me? #MWTease #MFRWAuthor #LGBT

Welcome to MidWeek Tease, where authors share tempting snippets to tide you over till the weekend. A huge shout out to author Angelica Dawson for hosting our blog hop every week!

Ready for an adventure in Vegas? We know Meg is ready – here’s how she’s getting things started in our most recent release, Vegas Gambler (Meghan’s Playhouse Book 5):

EXCERPT

Tia turned and began to gather her things.

Meg grinned. Her masseuse challenged her patience, and she’d always considered herself a very patient girl. She tried a different tack. “You look so sexy in that tank top and short skirt. Did you wear those for me?”

Tia shrugged. “I wear what is comfortable for my work.”

“At least that doesn’t include a bra. I’m pleased to know your nipples grow as taut as mine.” She reached out to graze one.

“Don’t,” Tia pleaded, pulling away before Meg could touch her.

“They look so dusky through the white material. They must be quite dark. Not as dark as your hair,” Meg said softly, running her fingers through Tia’s long coal-black hair.

This time Tia did not pull away. Her eyes glazed in that French Vietnamese habit of hers when she tried to withdraw inward.

Meg had seen that ploy several times before. “Why do you insist on resisting me so?” Meg murmured, lazily drawing her knuckles across Tia’s cheek. Meg’s heart raced. Tia had never accepted her advances like this before. Were they finally at a turning point? Had she finally worn Tia down? Penetrated that oriental reserve?

“You’re my client.” Tia choked out the words. Her dark eyes rounded with emotion. “I’ve said that before.”

“And I’ve said that I don’t have to be your client.” Meg cocked an eyebrow and let her hand fall from Tia’s cheek to gradually settle over a small breast. “What if I fired you?”

Tia peeked down at the offending hand and then back at Meg. She wet her lips.

“What if I kissed you?”

Tia’s lips parted tentatively.

WIN A FREE DOWNLOAD

Vegas Gambler is on tour through from now through April 5 – visit our tour stops to enter the Rafflecopter for a free download of any earlier book in the series!

TOUR STOPS

BLURB

Time off in Vegas with her latest squeeze? Nothing could be better—unless maybe Meg adds another woman, or perhaps another man as well. What happens in Vegas…

Fresh with success from a recent stint in a musical on the Las Vegas Strip, Meghan Keenan takes some time off to play with her current flame, Jack Hawthorne, professional poker player. She’s delighted to add her petite masseuse Tia Minh to the mix and even more thrilled when she learns Tia’s relationship with her boyfriend Tony Sanders is on the skids. It’s the perfect challenge!

Tia has different ideas—she thinks Tony would be perfect for Meg, and she conspires to throw them together any way she can.

Ever the gambler, Jack catches on to Tia’s game quickly and keeps the ruse going behind Meg’s back. Who knew his heart was up for grabs?

BUY LINKS

Amazon     Kobo     Extasy Books

Vegas Gambler by Adriana Kraft
Meghan’s Playhouse Book 5
Release Date: February 23, 2018
Extasy Books
Isbn 978-1-4874-1333-0
Word count: 26,000
Genre: Erotic Romance, ménage, LGBT
Heat Level: Five flames

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Be sure to check out the rest of the Midweek teases from these marvelous authors:

 

A thirty-plus heroine and her real-life connections #MFRWAuthor #Giveaway

Caitlin Shanahan is a heroine in Seducing Cat (Meghan’s Playhouse Book One). She’s thirty-four. Our plot hinges on the fact that she’s finally given up on finding a man and has decided to purchase the house of her dreams—alone.

When this book was first released, more than one reader commented that thirty-four was way too young for any woman who wanted a partner to conclude it’s too late. Maybe that’s true – certainly the age of first marriage has risen in our culture, and lots of women choose to pursue careers into their mid-thirties or beyond before committing to a romantic partner.

Choosing to wait, though, is different from giving up hope, and this is where Cat finds herself. Is that realistic? Where does it come from? The book is a novella, so we didn’t fill much space with her backstory, other than to convey that her efforts to form relationships have been unsuccessful and painful. But one of us knows those experiences at a personal level – I was in my early thirties when my first husband announced he wanted a divorce.

Though I probably never ceased hoping for love at some level, I spent the next couple years believing it would never happen for me. It wasn’t a matter of wanting to avoid pain – I had simply come to the understanding that romantic love wasn’t in my future. I had started to explore buying a condo for myself when I met Mr. Kraft at the university where we were both teaching.

For now, I’ll spare you the details of the one-year-minus-one-day that transpired between our first date and our wedding, though snippets have turned up here and there in our stories. Finding love again later in life is a trope we love to re-visit in our fiction, and so far we haven’t set an upper age limit on who we might write. We have main characters in their sixties, and even secondary characters as old as their early seventies. Love – and hot sex, since we write erotic romance – are possible as long as we live and breathe. And huzzah for that!

BOOK TOUR AND GIVEAWAY

You can win a copy of Seducing Cat by visiting the tour stops for book four in the series, Vegas Gambler, and entering the Rafflecopter.

Vegas Gambler Tour

 

BLURB

What could college English Professor Caitlin Shanahan ever have in common with the brash carpenter Kurt Davis?  The sexy sprite Meghan Keenan, that’s what. 

Level headed English Professor Caitlin Shanahan has finally earned tenure and purchased the century-old two-story house of her dreams in the college town of Burntside, Wisconsin—at thirty-four, she’d better face facts: her future is teaching college and writing plays, not falling in love.  So why is she so drawn to foxy little hometown actress Meghan Keenan, who’s rented her upstairs apartment, or worse, to the girl’s gorgeous hunk of a lover Kurt Davis, a carpenter who’s never even been to college?

Twenty-year-old Meg has a plan. First she’ll seduce the reluctant professor, then she’ll share her sexual delights with both Cat and her brawny carpenter, and when she’s successfully brought them together, she can make her escape and explore what’s beyond the only town she’s ever lived in.

Kurt can’t stand the up-tight professor who’s hired him to build a gazebo and refurbish her old house—the house he wanted for himself. Even if Meg’s scheme succeeds, he knows Caitlin would never look at him twice.  No need to go there in his fantasies…

 
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