Adriana Kraft

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“You’re part of the problem…” #EroticRomance #HolidayStory #MFRWHooks #LGBTQ

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When I and my husband first invented Meghan Keenan, we envisioned writing a sexy romp with lots of menage scenes, capitalizing on her bisexuality. We had no idea she’d hang around for so many books. We also were moved by the way she handles herself. She’s always up front with potential relationships about the fact that she’s bi and non-monogamous. What you see is what you get.

Her good friend in Las Vegas hasn’t got that sorted out yet, and now she finds herself in a relationship that’s turning serous but is missing a crucial piece of information…

BLURB

A ring for Christmas? Sometimes what you hope for and what you fear are one and the same.

In Las Vegas for a brief stint in a musical revue and ready for some uncomplicated sex with a kindred spirit, Meghan Keenan is only too happy to resume connections with her sometimes lover, Lisa Perkins.

But Lisa’s in a quandary. Her most recent boyfriend has suddenly become serious, with hints of a diamond ring in her future – and she’s never told him she’s bisexual. What if he freaks? What if he makes her choose?

Professional photographer Bryce Henry spends his days up close and personal with beautiful models and actresses. Now he’s deeply in love with Lisa and ready to pop the question, but even he wonders about long term fidelity. What does he want, and how bad does he want it?

What will happen when Meg takes hold of Lisa’s problem and runs with it?

EXCERPT

Set Up: Lisa and Meg have spent the afternoon making love, and now they’re sitting in Lisa’s kitchen.

“So you think Bryce is going to give you a ring for Christmas?” Meg asked.

Lisa bit her lower lip and nodded.

Meg cocked her head to the side. “And that’s not good? Or is it? Do you love him?

“Of course I love him,” Lisa retorted. “That’s not the problem.”

“Well, he must love you, or he wouldn’t be giving you a ring.”

“I know he does.” Lisa paused, tightening her finger around the coffee cup. “He says he does. I believe him. At least he thinks he does.”

“Sounds like some hesitancy on your part. Are you hoping there will be a ring for Christmas?”

“Yes. But…”

Meg reached across the small table and patted Lisa’s hand. “What is it? You know you can tell me.”

“I know.” Lisa pulled her hand away. “You’re part of the problem.”

“Me! How can I be part of the problem? I’ve only met Bryce a few times, including the other night. He seems like a nice guy. And the two of you seem to do well together.”

“I don’t mean just you.” Lisa fought back tears. “Bryce doesn’t know I’m into women. That I’m bi.”

Meg gulped. “Oh my. And you think he’ll dump you because you’re bi?”

“I don’t know. I should’ve told him.”

“That’s very true. Why haven’t you?”

“I wanted to.” Lisa looked away. “In the beginning, it didn’t matter—we weren’t serious. And then once things started to change, the time never seemed quite right. I didn’t want to lose him. But now that he’s been hinting about a ring, I seem to be paralyzed.”

“But you have to tell him. Right?”

Looking back at Meg, Lisa nodded slowly. “He’ll wonder why I waited so long.”

“That can’t be helped. Now is now. How are you going to take what apparently will be a leap of faith?”

“I don’t know. I thought maybe you could help – that you might think of something I haven’t yet. I’ve thought of simply blurting it out in the middle of lovemaking. Maybe he’d like another woman to join us. I’ve thought of writing a letter, but that seems too clinical and detached. I keep wringing my hands over this, but I can’t get the words out.”

“I take it you’re not ready to give up women.”

Lisa wet her lips. “I’ve thought about it. I can’t do it. I’m bi. I like women as well as men. That’s the way it is. I’m sure there are plenty of bi women who set aside their desire for the touch of a woman to be with a man. I don’t think I can do it. That wouldn’t be me. If I tried and failed, that would be worse than what I’m facing now.”

BOOK INFO

A Ring for Christmas
Meghan’s Playhouse, Book 4
Can be read as a standalone
Pages: 37
Words: 11, 276
Genres: LGBTQIA+, Erotic Romance, Holiday Story, Contemporary Romance, Menage

 

 

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“So what were you doing under there?” #EroticRomance #LGBTQ #MFRWHooks

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Welcome to MFRW Hooks, where the authors of Marketing for Romance Writers
share snippets from their stories to entice you into wanting more.
Be sure to click on the links at the end to travel!

Today’s excerpt from Cherry Tune-Up immediately follows last week’s. Bobbi Jo has just interrupted Jack’s work on his car.

EXCERPT

“So what were you doing under there?” Bobbi Jo pointed at his Firebird. “I like your car. You sure keep it sleek and shiny,” she rattled on.

He’d swear she was nervous about seeing him after all these years.

“Why do you have to use a light to see in broad daylight?”

“You are full of questions.”

She folded her arms under her breasts and then over them.

It occurred to him that she wasn’t used to going without a bra. Was she trying to hide them from him? So why hadn’t she bothered with a bra in the first place? Anyway, her questions were stalling tactics.

He decided to play along. He picked up the light. “This is a timing light. I was getting ready to set her timing. Been tuning up the old girl.” He beamed her a broad smile. “She’s almost cherry, you know. Just about as perfect as when she came off the assembly line, maybe even better. When her stroke is right, she purrs like a kitten.”

“I bet you have that effect on all your women.” Bobbi Jo’s blue eyes conveyed an age-old invitation.

He swallowed hard. “Since when have you become a tease? Come on in the house. I want to get cleaned up. Then you can tell me why you’ve shown up on my doorstep after all these years.”

~ o ~

If you’d like to meet Bobbi Jo as well, stop by my blog post from October 30  for the opening lines of the first chapter HERE.

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BOOK INFORMATION

Title: Cherry Tune-Up
Publisher: B&B Publishing: Ebook
Released: December, 2013
Novel: 31,000 words
Cover Artist: Rebecca Poole
Heat Rating: Four Flames
Explicit sex: M/F, F/F; Ménage: F/F/M; light bondage; cosplay; voyeurism; anal sex; sex toys.

BLURB

Desperate for a crash course in lovemaking, Bobbi Jo Martin seeks out her childhood best friend. A successful contractor with NASCAR dreams, Jack Day has never forgotten her—but how will he protect his heart?  In a moment of sheer genius he decides to play the role of master…

 

WHAT THEY’RE SAYING…

Five Stars at Amazon:

Bobbi Jo and Jack are sizzling, and then they put Joy into the arrangement and wow! Bobbi Jo learns more than she imagined. It’s a romantic, fun tale. Enjoy !! D. Hart

The very first word that came to mind when I finished this book was HOT! and I do mean HOT!! Crystal

Let me be Bobbi Jo – what a delightful story! Sheila

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“That is you, isn’t it?” #EroticRomance #LGBTQ #MFRWHooks

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For Book Hooks today I’m reaching back to one of the very first erotic romances Mr. Kraft and I ever published: Cherry Tune-Up. It was first released in 2007, then revised, updated, and released under our indie imprint in 2013.

Welcome to MFRW Hooks, where the authors of Marketing for Romance Writers
share snippets from their stories to entice you into wanting more.
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Our nickname for this NASCAR-themed erotic romance novella while we were writing it was “The Hunk, the Babe and the Car.” Jack Day is simply to die for, and we had a blast inventing all the luscious ways he finds to postpone the inevitable moment he’s convinced will make her leave him.

Here’s a first peek at Jack:

EXCERPT

Cussing softly, Jack Day tugged on the socket wrench. The rusted nut gave way and Jack grinned. Once again, strength and oil had overcome the erosion of time. He was nearly ready to pop a rebuilt clutch and starter into his 1968 Firebird. Then he’d check the engine’s timing.

He stretched out his legs and groaned from the sudden ache in his muscles. The Beasley twins hadn’t left until mid-morning. Maybe he was getting too old for all-night celebrations.

“Is anybody under there?”

Jack startled at the sound and hit his head on the metal frame. “Damn!” With all the tools strewn about and his legs sticking out, wasn’t it obvious?

He glanced toward the front of the car and saw two feet peeking out from sandals under two shapely, well-tanned legs. The feminine voice had an oddly familiar ring to it, but he couldn’t place it.

He rolled out and sat up halfway to peer at the intruder. Immediately, he took off his Highway-Thirty-Seven Racetrack hat, rose to his feet, and folded his arms across his chest. “Well, I’ll be damned. That is you, isn’t it, Bobbi Jo?”

“It’s me.” Her voice was soft and shy. “How are you, Jack?”

“How am I? Shocked. It’s been how long? A decade, maybe.” Jack pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped perspiration from his eyes. “Let me take a look at you, Bobbi Jo.” She’d always been tiny, and he was glad her flowing blonde hair hadn’t changed color. He tried not to stare too hard at his childhood friend’s breasts. They’d filled out quite nicely—not too big and not too small. He couldn’t ignore pebbled nipples peeking through a mesh halter-top. Bobbi Jo Martin wore no bra, and that surprised the hell out of him.

“Like what you see?” Bobbi Jo’s voice cracked with emotion. She turned around slowly.

Jack wasn’t bashful about taking in that view. The black mini-skirt accentuated well-turned thighs and calves, but his eyes were drawn to her butt. His breathing stalled. Shapely wasn’t an adequate description. He might be able to balance his coffee cup on her rump. It was an ass that begged to be caressed. He willed his hands to remain at his side.

Bobbi Jo faced him and gave him a small smile, her voice still timid. “Do I meet with your approval?”

God, how he’d loved kissing those soft lips when she’d turned thirteen. He’d never quite tasted anything like them before or since. But they were uniquely Bobbi Jo, and he hadn’t realized how much he’d missed them until now. Belying her external caution, her eyes contained an undecipherable sparkle. “You look super, Bobbi Jo.” He reached out a finger and grazed her cheek, leaving a smudge. “Oops, sorry.” He backed away, retrieved his handkerchief and dabbed at the dark stain on her cheek. “It’s just so good to see you.”

Bobbi Jo laughed. “Don’t worry. It’ll come off. And it’s good to see you, too.”

She hesitated and took a tiny step backward, but then she drew herself up and stood her ground. She was screwing up her courage about something—but what? Any other woman dressed like she was had only one thing in mind, but he didn’t think Bobbi Jo had come all the way from Boston, unannounced, to jump his bones.

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If you’d like to meet Bobbi Jo as well, stop by my blog post from Monday for the opening lines of the first chapter HERE.

BUY LINK

https://books2read.com/u/4DDLlO

BOOK INFORMATION

Title: Cherry Tune-Up
Publisher: B&B Publishing: Ebook
Released: December, 2013
Novel: 31,000 words
Cover Artist: Rebecca Poole
Heat Rating: Four Flames
Explicit sex: M/F, F/F; Ménage: F/F/M; light bondage; cosplay; voyeurism; anal sex; sex toys.

BLURB

Desperate for a crash course in lovemaking, Bobbi Jo Martin seeks out her childhood best friend. A successful contractor with NASCAR dreams, Jack Day has never forgotten her—but how will he protect his heart?  In a moment of sheer genius he decides to play the role of master…

 

WHAT THEY’RE SAYING…

Five Stars at Amazon:

Bobbi Jo and Jack are sizzling, and then they put Joy into the arrangement and wow! Bobbi Jo learns more than she imagined. It’s a romantic, fun tale. Enjoy !! D. Hart

The very first word that came to mind when I finished this book was HOT! and I do mean HOT!! Crystal

Let me be Bobbi Jo – what a delightful story! Sheila

And don’t forget to travel to all the other yummy excerpts!

He had what she wanted… Cherry Tune-Up #EroticRomance #Excerpt #Menage #LGBTQ

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She’s desperately seeking a sex tutor –
what if he demands total control? 

Now that Mr. Kraft and I have published fifty books, I thought it was time to give some of the backlist a little love. First up? (Up being the operative word…) Cherry Tune-Up, first released in 2007, then revised, updated and re-relased in 2013.

BOOK INFORMATION

Title: Cherry Tune-Up
Publisher: B&B Publishing: Ebook
Released: December, 2013
Novel: 31,000 words
Cover Artist: Rebecca Poole
Heat Rating: Four Flames
Explicit sex: M/F, F/F; Ménage: F/F/M; light bondage; cosplay; voyeurism; anal sex; sex toys.

BLURB

Desperate for a crash course in lovemaking, Bobbi Jo Martin seeks out her childhood best friend. A successful contractor with NASCAR dreams, Jack Day has never forgotten her—but how will he protect his heart?  In a moment of sheer genius he decides to play the role of master…

 

BUY LINK

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00H5WCXSI/

WHAT THEY’RE SAYING…

Five Stars at Amazon:

Bobbi Jo and Jack are sizzling, and then they put Joy into the arrangement and wow! Bobbi Jo learns more than she imagined. It’s a romantic, fun tale. Enjoy !! D. Hart

The very first word that came to mind when I finished this book was HOT! and I do mean HOT!! Crystal

Let me be Bobbi Jo – what a delightful story! Sheila

EXCERPT

Chapter One

Bobbi Jo Martin hung back in the shadows under the Highway Thirty-Seven Racetrack stands. Acrid smoke, fumes and dust from a long night of racing swirled in the hazy light but couldn’t entirely block her view of her childhood best friend. There he was, Jack Day, strutting toward a red pickup with a buxom brunette hanging on each arm. She cringed—they must be the spoils that went to the winner of the feature race.

Deflated, Bobbi Jo shuffled toward her rental car. She’d had no contact with Jack for nearly ten years, but she just knew he’d help her with her current problem. When they were kids, he had never, ever let her down. She glanced one last time at the two women scrambling into the pickup. A solution would have to wait.

Her skin chilled, then suddenly turned hot. She needed him, damn it. She slid behind the wheel of the car, started the engine and rested her head on the steering wheel.

Bobbi Jo had a surprise for Jack—but would he welcome it? He had to relieve her of her virginity. Her childhood sweetheart had to teach her how to be a captivating lover—and there wasn’t much time. Two weeks from tonight would be her wedding night, and she had to be skilled at lovemaking by then.

She banged her fist against the steering wheel. Why did he have to be involved with those two women tonight, of all nights? She’d hoped to set up a chance meeting in a public place. Now she’d have to go directly to him.

Would he want her? Goosebumps pebbled her arms. She couldn’t let him reject her. He had what she wanted.

 

What had he concluded? Embracing Passion #EroticRomance #Polyamory #MFRWHooks

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A single wrong assumption can be costly…

I’m so excited about my most recent release! Embracing Passion has been a long labor of love – the finale to the Passion series, set in a fictional center for sex studies and sexuality.

Welcome to MFRW Hooks, where the authors of Marketing for Romance Writers
share snippets from their stories to entice you into wanting more.
Be sure to click on the links at the end to travel!

EXCERPT

Set Up: Today’s scene follows shortly after last week’s college campus lecture scene.

New York, New York 2014

Shuddering slightly, Rosanne settled back against the pillows and pulled the covers up to her neck. She’d done amazingly well after she’d seen Detective Walker sneak into the lecture hall. A lesser woman might’ve panicked, but she had nothing to hide. Thank goodness Anna was there to help take up the slack when she’d needed time to think.

What had he concluded about her? She hugged herself. He certainly had seen a different side of her than that initial impression in the parking lot. Did he think her a chameleon? That might not be terrible. At most lectures, she’d encouraged questioners not to use her title, but not tonight. She’d wanted him to hear over and over that she was indeed Dr. Rosanne Falcon, a competent, professional woman.

He’d been quite impressive sitting in the back row looking pensive and serious. She’d noticed him laughing several times. It was good to know that Detective Walker could laugh. She’d scanned across his area of the hall when she acknowledged she was bisexual. That didn’t seem to faze him in the least. Maybe he already knew that. He probably already had a Center catalogue, or at least had been to the Center’s web page.

She chuckled softly. Would he order any Center videos? Would he wear out his DVD machine playing and replaying her scenes?

BLURB

Now in her late twenties, Rosanne Falcon’s life has finally come together—a Ph.D., a prestigious research job, and two exquisite lovers, one of each gender, to complete the package. The intense bond she shares with Simone Stone was augmented rather than broken when Simone met and married Boyd Roberts, and the three have forged a fulfilling polyamory relationship. More would only be trouble.

Widowed by a tragic accident several years earlier, Detective Thomas Walker is nearing retirement after twenty years on the police force and ready to change careers. Fully convinced the hot redhead who meets truckers at the rest area he’s staked out is a prostitute, he sets out to build his case against her. He is dead wrong, but each layer he uncovers of what she really does for a living challenges long held assumptions. Can he overcome his deep-seated bias to make room for what’s possible?

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She was the sexiest woman in the room… Embracing Passion #NewRelease #EroticRomance #Polyamory #MFRWHooks

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A single wrong assumption can be costly…

I’m so excited for this new release! Embracing Passion been a long labor of love – the finale to the Passion series, set in a fictional center for sex studies and sexuality.

Welcome to MFRW Hooks, where the authors of Marketing for Romance Writers
share snippets from their stories to entice you into wanting more.
Be sure to click on the links at the end to travel!

EXCERPT

Set Up: Having checked out the Center’s website from Rosanne’s business card, the detective has decided to drop in on a lecture at a college campus… 

New York, New York 2014

Sitting in the back row of the small lecture hall, Tom Walker had a difficult time believing that the conservatively dressed, articulate, non-threatening woman explaining the hazards of sexually transmitted diseases was the same provocative woman he’d confronted at the rest area parking lot.

The hall was half-filled, with possibly two thirds of the audience female. Initially it had held a distinct air of tension, but Rosanne Falcon’s quick wit and sense of humor had helped relax the mood of the crowd. Clearly, Falcon and her co-presenter, Anna Jackson, were quite experienced at working a crowd. Jackson, with a nursing background, had been reassuring about how women and men could protect themselves and obtain treatment if they failed to do so. She came across very matter-of-fact, almost motherly.

He figured Jackson had to be in her forties. Taller than Falcon, the brunette was somewhat larger in build—not overweight, but leaning that way a little. She looked like money. The rings on her fingers reflected in the light, and he knew enough about women’s fashion to be aware the pantsuit she wore was probably tailored. All in all, pleasant looking, and knew how to dress for her size.

But Anna Jackson didn’t catch his imagination like Rosanne Falcon did. Hardly anything about Rosanne’s simple one-piece blue dress was sexy, yet she was the sexiest woman in the room. Was it her poise? It wasn’t her oversized loop earrings. Maybe it was her confident smile. She knew she had everyone’s attention.

Even his presence had only caused a momentary blip. He’d purposely come into the hall after he heard her begin to introduce herself and Anna. She hadn’t appeared shocked when he took his seat. By then she was already on cruise control. She had no doubt put him aside as a problem to deal with later.

Along with everyone else, he’d laughed when she’d informed them that the slide presentation was PG rated; if they’d been expecting X-rated materials, they’d be disappointed. She and Jackson shared several slides loaded with data on sexually transmitted diseases, including HIV. There’d been a brief overview of the Center and its mission with a few slides of staff sitting around tables and working at computers. A couple slides of instructional DVD covers were at least suggestive. The slide that brought the biggest gasp of surprise, then titters and whispers, showed a table with a vast array of sex toys.

Clearly amused by the audience’s response, Falcon had quipped, “Don’t laugh. Some of those can be a woman or man’s second-best friend. Ladies, how many of you own at least one vibrator?”

A few hands went up, then many more. She’d laughed and clapped her hands. “Our research data suggests that the percentage is probably a little higher than that. Sorry if I embarrassed anyone.”

BLURB

Now in her late twenties, Rosanne Falcon’s life has finally come together—a Ph.D., a prestigious research job, and two exquisite lovers, one of each gender, to complete the package. The intense bond she shares with Simone Stone was augmented rather than broken when Simone met and married Boyd Roberts, and the three have forged a fulfilling polyamory relationship. More would only be trouble.

Widowed by a tragic accident several years earlier, Detective Thomas Walker is nearing retirement after twenty years on the police force and ready to change careers. Fully convinced the hot redhead who meets truckers at the rest area he’s staked out is a prostitute, he sets out to build his case against her. He is dead wrong, but each layer he uncovers of what she really does for a living challenges long held assumptions. Can he overcome his deep-seated bias to make room for what’s possible?

BUY LINK

Now available at all ebook stores!

UNIVERSAL LINK

https://books2read.com/u/bpYaYX

Be sure to click on the links to travel to the rest of today’s exciting excerpts!