Tuesday, July 29, 2014


It's everyday kinky time! This is the challenge above. Want to read the other kinky stories? Then click here. 
Now about my part of the challenge.... what to do with this cake?
Grin. Read on and see!

Have Your Cake and Eat It Too, ©Wendi Zwaduk, 2014

It was my birthday. I hate my birthday. I hate the reminder that I'm getting old. My husband? He loves my birthday. He's exactly 9 months and three days younger than me, so yeah, he loves to tease me about getting older. I love him, but sometimes...

He called me and told me he had a surprise waiting for me. I'd assume he'd have a surprise. It was my birthday. He also loves to treat me. What can I say? I've got a great husband.

I drove home in record time. I wanted to know what that surprise was. I walked in the door and looked around. Nothing seemed out of the normal and no one jumped out from behind the furniture to shout surprise. 


He stepped around the corner. He'd worn the blue shirt I'd bought him for Christmas. I loved the way the soft cotton hugged his muscular frame. He grinned. "Look on the table."

I made my way into the dining room. On the table sat a cake. White frosting, whipped cream piped on top with strawberries and candles. He'd made me a birthday cake. Nice.

"This is nice. I love strawberries."

He handed me a folded up piece of paper, then walked away before I could ask him about the note. He used to send me little notes and leave me pieces of paper when we were first married, but not lately. I opened the blank card.

Chocolate and whipped cream to cool you down, but the wax will definitely heat you up. Meet me in the bedroom. I'll bring the handcuffs. You bring the cake. Let's make this birthday celebration one for the record books. 

My hands shook. We hadn't done any wax play in a while. My skin tingled. I could almost feel the hot liquid running down my back and over my breasts. Hot damn. I picked up the cake. Time to make a night we'd never forget. 

Monday, July 28, 2014

Virtual Book Tour ~ Smart Blondes by Sonia Koso

It's Virtual Blog Tour time again and this time I'm featuring Smart Blondes by Sonia Koso. You should comment. Why? There are great prizes up for grabs, including:
• One randomly chosen commenter will win a $50 Amazon/BN.com gift card.
• One randomly chosen host will receive a $25 Amazon/BN.com gift card.

All you have to do is comment and you're entered. Easy! So get commenting. :-) You can follow the rest of the tour here: 

You can also enter for a chance to win Sephora gift cards or a Vera Bradley tote if you "like" her Facebook page at ww.facebook.com/sonia.koso. How cool is that?!?!?!

Smart Blondes
by Sonia Koso


Austin socialite Carrie Pryce has no clue her criminally charming husband is carrying on with another woman until she returns home unexpectedly, mistakes the sounds of passion for a home-invasion robbery and accidently shoots him in the backside. Stunned, Carrie drives all night to her quirky hometown and collapses in a near-catatonic state.

A crew of ladies spanning three generations realize it’s up to them to help Carrie get her life out of the ditch. Known as the “Presbyterian Mafia,” these are not sweet old gals. They have a book club that never reads, a garden club that doesn’t garden, and a bible study class that gossips about the Methodists. They’re known around town for antics including catfights, car chases and Voodoo rituals. The women enlist Carrie’s former childhood best friend Portia (now a lawyer) and her flamboyant cousin Eric (recently returned from New York) in their effort. 

While dealing with the after-effects of her imprudent gunplay and managing a hair color disaster, Carrie meets Rhett Richards. He’s an attractive oil field worker who can make women think un-Christian thoughts by the mere act of wearing a pair of tight wranglers. Carrie soon learns that hometowns can be the perfect places to bury old scandals and create new ones.


An excerpt for your reading pleasure:

The clipping was from the New Orleans Times-Picayune dated 1935. Carrie scanned it and looked at Eric in disbelief.

“A Glapion went to prison?” She asked. Glapion was their grandmother’s maiden name.

“It appears so.”

“Do you think Mom knows?”

“I doubt it,” Eric responded. “I never heard Dad, Grandma or Grand Aunt Claire speak of a Marnie.” Eric pulled out another clipping. “She looks just like Gran.”

“Holy smokes,” Carrie said, looking at the image of a young woman leaving a courthouse in handcuffs. “Marnie Glapion.”

“At first, I wondered if it was a cousin or distant relation but if you look in the upper corner of that picture,” Eric explained, pointing out two faces in the crowd. “I think that’s Solange and Claire. They had to be related.”

“They look horrified,” Carrie said. “But why? What did she do?”

“That’s the most interesting part. She was a bank robber.”


“She knocked over a few banks in Louisiana,” Eric said. “She and two others.” Carrie stared at him, disbelieving. “Marnie got caught when a robbery went bad and a guard tackled her. She shot him in the leg but he survived. The others got away. They were never caught and Marnie never ratted them out.”

“How bizarre.”

“She was sentenced to twenty years. I found another clipping that said she died in the women’s prison in 1947.”

“Do you think Grandpa Arlen knew?”

“The bigger question is what Grandma Solange knew. She was only a few years younger than Marnie,” Eric raised a brow. “And the clippings describe three robbers but goes on to say they wore coveralls, bandannas on their faces, and hats.”

 “So you think Grandma Solange might have been a bank robber?’

“In our gene pool, it’s not out of the realm of possibility.”

The book is now LIVE on Amazon!  http://www.amazon.com/Smart-Blondes-Sonia-Koso-ebook/dp/B00LZFHF1G/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1405932680&sr=8-3&keywords=smart+blondes

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About the Author:

Sonia Koso grew up in the eccentricity-filled piney woods of North East Texas.  She has been writing since an early age and considers it her first love. After receiving a B.A. in English Writing, her life took a drastic turn and she went to law school. Sonia practiced law for over a decade but was drawn back to writing in 2012. Sonia's stories feature strong women, good-looking guys, legal dilemmas and a dose of humor.  Smart Blondes borrows many characters from her childhood as well as her legal career.

Sonia does most of her writing at her condo in Austin’s hip SOCO district. It’s in walking distance from landmarks including Lady Bird Lake, the Continental Club, and the Congress Avenue Bat Bridge. When not writing, Sonia divides her time between the live music of Austin and the sunshine of Boca Raton. She loves Tex-Mex food, blue water, cocktails and good friends. Sonia often dreams of a man who can do his own laundry and a walk-in closet with a chandelier…but not necessarily in that order. 




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Monday, July 21, 2014


FLASHERS!! Got your attention, didn't I? Giggle. The idea is to write a piece of flash fiction based on this photo. Could be easy or hard...depending on how you work it. Here's how I'm working it. Check out the other flashes here! And now for mine!!! Did I mention it's hot? It is. :-)

The Choice - ©Wendi Zwaduk, 2014

He told me to pick one. I gulped. Pick one. I stared at the five cooking utensils. The plastic would snap more. The wood would leave a bruise because I bruise easily. Hmm... which to pick? 
I'd taken too long because my husband strolled into the kitchen. "You haven't picked."
"No," I whispered. "I haven't." To be honest, I kind of wanted him to use all five. What can I say, I'm into pain. 
"Bad girls need to pick." He palmed my bare ass. 
I could almost feel each of the utensils on my butt. My skin tingled. 
"Fine," he said. He picked up each of the cooking items. "In the bedroom."
A peal of excitement rang through me. We'd use them all. 
I stopped at the edge of the bed and folded my hands at the small of my back. I spread my feet and awaited his decision. My husband pulled the set of nipple clips out of the drawer.
"Bad girls need punished." He twisted one of my nipples, drawing a yelp from my throat. Once he'd affixed the clip on my swollen nipple, he flicked the sensitive bead with his tongue. I moaned. He slapped my breast, then attached the other clip. I love when he gets rough with me. I swayed on my feet. Holy hell, the pain felt so good. 
"Now, for some decoration." He added two hooks to the chain between my breasts. He placed each of the utensils on the hooks, adding another bit of pressure to my abused nipples. Instead of hanging the wooden spoon on the hook, he gripped that utensil tight. "Turn around and show me that sweet little ass. It's mine."
Hell yeah. 

Friday, July 11, 2014

Character Interview with Killian Thomas from Ruined by the Pirate!

Have you ever wanted to talk to a pirate? Wanted to get into his head a bit and walk around? Well, here's your chance. I've snagged Killian Thomas, pirate, for your pleasure!

1.       Pirates are bad lads, we all know that. But what was the naughtiest thing you ever got up to as a boy?

As a boy, oh, I don’t know. I knew how to charm the ladies from a young age and could figure out how to get out of a jam pretty easily.

2.       Where do you keep your parrot?

Don’t have one, love. Don’t need one. I’m my own man.

3.       In your own words, tell us what your first impression was when you met Sarah. Did you hit it off right away?

We didn’t hit it off, not at all. I stole her from her yacht. She wasn’t terribly appreciative. She tried to hit me. I didn’t mind, quite frankly. A good roll with her has been fun. I’d give you more details, but even a dirty pirate doesn’t tell all his secrets.

4.       Where to you like to bury your treasure?

Now is that a proper question for a pirate? If I told you where I buried itor would like tothen all of the world would be out hunting for it.

5.       You’ve sailed the high seas for a good while now. What is the best place you’ve ever been to and why do you like it?

Anywhere my Sarah happens to be is good enough for me. I’m not terribly particular.

6.       Women or ships?

In most cases, I’d say the ship is the thing. I love my vesselswhichever one I happen to be sailing. But if Sarah is thrown into the mix, then I’d take her on my ship.

7.       Describe yourself in five words.

Handsome, suave, dangerous, unpredictable, sexy
I don’t have much restraint, now, do I?

8.       Did you have any serious relationships before Sarah? If so, what happened? How did you break up?

I did. I was very much in love with a woman, but she didn’t love me. We split because she thought I didn’t have enough to offer her. I took up pirating as a way to make the money. When I came home, she wasn’t there, so I went out to sea again. I liked the company of the waves better than that woman anyhow.

9.       Have you done the Totally Bound Jolly Rogered Quiz yet? What was your score?

I did all right. My pirate name according to that generator was Fish Head Darius...I don’t know who created those names, but I think I’ll stick with Killian. My regular name is just fine.  Do you want to take the quiz? Go for it. You can find it here: https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/YWVMRQC

If you want to test your knowledge of pirates and enter our prize draw to possibly win all four stories from the Jolly Rogered collection, then do the quiz. :-)

And don’t forget to visit the other Jolly Rogered authors and get to know the rest of the swashbuckling heroes from the collection.
Right of Salvage by Ashe Barker

Want to know a little  more about my story? Here's a snippet from Ruined by the Pirate

Ruined by the Pirate by Wendi Zwaduk 

Historical, M/F, Novella
Totally Bound
From the Jolly Rogered Collection

Two adventurous souls will always find their way together.
Pirates aren’t in vogue in 1910, but that’s not stopping Captain Killian Thomas. His exploits have been splashed all over the newspapers for more than ten years. He takes what he wants, no questions asked. He’s happy with life on the water—until he sees her.
Sarah Moyer, heir to the Moyer real estate fortune is a rare jewel among the upper crust. Her independent ways are notorious. She’s driven a car, traveled to England on her own and flatly refuses to marry the man her father’s picked out for her. The chance encounter with Captain Thomas changes her perspectives. Will she follow the ways of a proper lady or will she allow herself to be ruined by the pirate?
Reader alert: Contains the ruining of a virgin as well as scenes of oral sex, sex on the bed and sex in a cabin. This pirate knows who he wants and he’s not afraid to take her to the orgasmic heights she deserves.

Copyright © Wendi Zwaduk 2014. All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Totally Bound Publishing.
“What exactly do you think you’re doing?” she demanded.
The figure turned around and she gasped. The man from the dock. He grinned and shrugged. “I believe this is called stealing, love.” He grasped her jewelry box from the mantle and tucked it into his large coat.
“Not my things you won’t.” She surged toward him and swung. Instead of connecting with his face, like she’d planned, she bounced her fist off his shoulder. Drat. Her defensive move hadn’t stopped him. Instead, he laughed, which infuriated her more. “Put those down and leave my room. Who do you think you are? You’re not entitled to my things.”
“Darling, I don’t want your jewelry.” He placed the box back on the mantle. “I came here for something else. You.”

Killian Thomas watched the minx squirm. He’d knocked her for a loop by admitting the truth. Her dark eyebrows knotted as she glared at him.
“Why would you be here for me?” She gripped the front of her coat. “I’m not anyone important.”
“I suppose you’re going to tell me I’m wasting my time.” He stalked toward her, capturing her in his arms and pinning her between his body and the wall. “Sarah, love, I’m a pirate and I’ve come to collect my booty.”
“Me?” she squeaked.
“There aren’t any other eligible, beautiful women on board.” He shouldn’t have let that slip—never tell the person you’re kidnapping that you’re attracted to them. He turned her around in his arms and clamped one hand over her mouth. “I bet your father would pay a hefty price to get you back, wouldn’t he?”
She nodded and dug her teeth into his finger. Ah, the minx wanted to play dirty. He hauled her tight to his body, pressing his growing erection into her backside. “This isn’t the time for games. You and I are going to go outside where my ship is waiting. My men have overtaken the crew of this ship. If you scream, I’ll whip your ass. Understand me?”
She froze again, but allowed him to move her forward. He hated to threaten her with something he’d never do—intentionally hurt a woman—but desperate times called for desperate measures. Killian slipped one arm around her waist, keeping her close.
“Say anything and I’ll lock you in my quarters.” Killian moved his hand, but kept her firmly in his grasp. He nodded to Andrews, his first mate. “We’ve got our cargo. Let’s move.”
Gunfire rang out around him as he muscled Sarah onto his small boat. She wobbled a couple of times on the narrow gangplank between the ships, but unlike most of his crew, she managed. She fought him, sending the smaller boat teetering.
“Hold still or I’ll use manacles on you,” Killian snapped. He turned his attention to his cohort. “Go.”
Andrews furiously rowed the life boat away from the massive yacht. He cackled a few times as they pulled away.  Thankfully, Sarah stopped thrashing.
“You can’t take her,” one of the men screamed from the luxury ship. “Pirates!”
“What will you do about it?” Killian volleyed back. “You’ll storm my ship? Not a chance. Andrews, full speed ahead.” He thrust Sarah to the floor until they were out of range of the bullets. Once they reached his stolen yacht, he snatched her from the soggy planks of the smaller boat. He didn’t give her time to think as he dragged her to the backside of the ship. From the moment he spotted her on the docks a month before, he knew he needed Sarah. She made his heart sing in ways he thought impossible.
“These are my quarters.” He opened the door to his private rooms. “Wait here.”
“But I didn’t say anything,” she protested. Some of the pins had fallen from her hair and two dark chocolate colored tendrils slipped over her shoulders. To other men, she might have looked disheveled. In his eyes, she embodied beauty, strength and fire.
“Very true, but your crew wishes me dead. I’d rather you lived as well.”
“They wouldn’t want me dead if you’d stayed on your boat and left me alone.” She attempted to tuck her hair back into the messy bun.

“Love, I’m wanted in many places for many things. None of those heists mattered compared to having you.” 

Check out our Facebook party to celebrate the release of the collection, right here: https://www.facebook.com/events/1435843353343133/?fref=ts 
The party starts on July 15th! 

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Character Interview with Oliver from The Running Game by Meg Harding ~ Part of the Jolly Rogered Collection

Character Interview – with Oliver from the Running Game, part of the Jolly Rogered Collection. Want to know more about this dangerous pirate? Then read on!

Me: Apart from you, who is the scariest pirate on the high seas?
Oliver: My wife. She’s become truly terrifying. I think my crew is more scared of her than me.

Me: In your own words, tell us what your first impression was when you met Irene. Did you hit it off right away?
Oliver: We hit it off quite literally, I’d say. *chuckles* No, really, it was rough going. She was wonderful. Very brash and brave, didn’t hold anything back. She fought with me a lot. I knew she was trouble the second I laid eyes on her.

Me: What is Irene’s worst habit?
Oliver: My darling Irene is perfect. But she is a bit of a bed hog.

Me: … and what’s her best quality?
Oliver: She’s the smartest person I’ve ever met and she’s not afraid to give it her all.

Me: If you were shipwrecked on a desert island, what three items would you want to take with you?
Oliver: I’d want to take the rum of course. A good book…I’d imagine a desert island could get a bit dull after awhile. Am I alone on the island? If Irene’s with me that paddle I just got will definitely be the third.
Me: You’ve sailed the high seas for a good while now. What is the best place you’ve ever been to and why do you like it?
Oliver: There’s a lovely island nearish Tortuga and it’s gorgeous. Sand and beach and palm trees and not one inhabitant. The water is crystal clear and there’s a hot springs tucked away. I took Irene there on our honeymoon. Best two weeks of my life, let me tell you.

Me: Women or ships?
Oliver: This is an unfair question. My wife would string me up if I answered either way. I suppose, outside of my darling princess of course, that I would say ships.

Me: If a huge inheritance came your way, what would you do?
Oliver: I’d move off of Tortuga. Oh, in a heartbeat. Get myself a fancy house on an island. Could get Irene some horses—she loves to ride. Maybe add another ship to my crew. Imagine all that I could accomplish with two ships. The loot would be falling into my hands like rain from the sky.

Me: Describe yourself in five words
Oliver: Dashing, handsome, intelligent, brave, and humble.

Did you have any serious relationships before Irene? If so, what happened? How did you break up?
Oliver: Irene was a shocker for me, that’s for sure. I’d always been a bit of a free spirit if you know what I mean. A shag here, a shag there. The sea was my only mistress and she was one of a kind. I didn’t have a need for any other real relationship.

Me: Have you done the Totally Bound Jolly Rogered Quiz yet? What was your score?
Oliver: I have indeed and I got all save one correct. Why don’t you take it and see if you can beat me? I’m doubting it.

Do you have what it takes to beat Oliver? Find out: https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/YWVMRQC

If you want to test your knowledge of pirates and enter our prize draw to possibly win all four stories from the Jolly Rogered collection, then do the quiz. :-)

And don’t forget to visit the other Jolly Rogered authors and get to know the rest of the swashbuckling heroes from the collection.
Right of Salvage by Ashe Barker

The Running Game by Meg Harding

There’s something to be said about great adventure, an impossible moment in time when everything falls into place. This is undoubtedly her impossible moment.

Some people just don’t have any luck. On the run from her murderous fiancĂ© and a very angry father, Irene is pretty sure her luck can’t get any worse. After all what’s worse than being the lone woman stuck on a cargo ship headed to the Americas? How about getting captured by pirates as her money and only shot at freedom sink to the bottom of the ocean? Not that she ever could have anticipated that.

Oliver is a man burdened with a great amount of luck and a fine sense for all things adventurous. Holding up one little cargo ship isn’t supposed to give him much more than a few bits of gold and some excitement. Who could have anticipated the spitfire on board who would turn his world inside out?

Things are about to get messy as Irene tramples all over Oliver’s image of a proper lady and sets about showing him just how much trouble one little woman can truly cause. Oliver has never enjoyed an adventure so much.

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Meg Harding is a senior at UCF, currently studying psychology in the hope of becoming a couple's counselor. For as long as she can remember, writing has always been her passion, but she had an inability to ever actually finish anything until recently. She's immensely happy that her inability has fled and looks forward to where her mind will take her next.

Check out our Facebook party to celebrate the release of the collection, right here: https://www.facebook.com/events/1435843353343133/?fref=ts
The party starts on July 15th!

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Character Interview with Captain Raphael from Temptation Released!

Thank you so much for having me stop by today. I snuck under Captain Raphael’s defenses (otherwise known as El Angel) and wormed my way onto his ship to talk about what it’s like being a pirate. He’s the hero of Temptation Released, available now from Totally Bound (the um, book is available. Captain Raphael is already taken. Sorry.). There’s no doubt that he’s sexy, and I’m ever grateful he allowed me to sit with him instead of hauling me off when he found me poking around in the galley.

After the interview however, when I asked why he kept a smug smile in place throughout, all he would say was that the chair I sat in, brought back interesting memories of his Lady Elise. Hmmm...that captain...he does have the devil in his eyes and I’m a mix of grateful and jealous that I’m not that dear, sweet woman who captured his heart.

Me: Hello Captain Raphael. Thank you for agreeing to sit with me.
El Angel: Sit with you? (he chuckles low). Was it not you who barged her way onto my ship?

Me: Um, well...let’s move one. You did agree to answer a few questions. The first I want to know is what did you do before you took up piracy? Why did you decided on the new career move?
El Angel: My past isn’t pretty. It was hard and cruel. Mi padre died shortly after I was born and mi madre’s sister had run off to be with an English prig. They wanted nothing to do with us so it was survival at all costs. Piracy was a natural detour with a bonus—this presented me with a way to seek out my black hearted cousin. (He turns his head for a moment. I don’t press for more). 

Me: Okay. Um, let’s see...this is a good one. Pirates are bad lads, we all know that. But what was the naughtiest thing you ever got up to as a boy?
El Angel: Me? I was an angel as a boy and I am an angel as a man. Look at my name. Even my lady will tell you about the delights of heaven I can bestow. Now, you tell me...into what kind of naughtiness can an angel engage? (his gaze is steady and his seductive words sound like a challenge. I am no match for him and scurry to the next question).

Me: Ah, where do you keep your parrot?
El Angel: Lo siento, no parrot for me. I am not one for pets...of the furred and feathered kind that is.

Me: Ooh, here’s one. What’s a swash? And how would you recommend buckling it?
El Angel: (He straightens and speaks like the knowledgeable seafarer that he is). You see, a swash is pretty turbulent. The water, she can be violent and fierce and a wise sailor knows when to steer clear to calmer waters.

Me: So it has nothing to do with piracy? With women?
El Angel: Ah, you play on words. Si, a swash can be similar to a woman. But with turbulent women, sometimes cutting through and immersing yourself is the best course of action. In this case, as I’ve found with my Lady Elise, the buckle has to be secure and tight.

Me: You mean you...? Oh, never mind. Next question. Apart from you, who is the scariest pirate on the high seas?
El Angel: Nearly all of them, truth be told. I don’t think I’m all that scary. My goal, after all, was to exact revenge against one despicable and cowardly cur of a man. If someone got in the way of that, so be it.

Me: In your own words, tell us what your first impression was when you met Lady Elise.
El Angel: Dios mio, she was a temptation such as I have never encountered. And such courage and beauty and defiance. She set my blood to race that afternoon and it hasn’t cooled yet.

Me: If you were shipwrecked on a desert island, what three items would you want to take with you?
El Angel: Lady Elise, rope and...a knife. What? We’d have to eat, wouldn’t we?

Me: I cannot thank you enough for taking the time to speak with me captain. One last tidbit. Have you done the Totally Bound Jolly Rogered quiz yet? What was your score?
El Angel: Quiz? What quiz? Oh, you mean test. (he snorts) I have no need of your test. But it amuses my lady so I will no doubt find myself indulging her wishes.
As I am escorted off his ship, I challenge you. Why not give the test a go yourself and see how good you are at knowing your pirate lore? Check out this link: https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/YWVMRQC.

Your own pirate treasure: You can read Temptation Released today from Totally Bound. After July 11, it will be available from your favorite ebook seller.

You say you want more? Of course! There are three other talented authors indulging in pirate tales. Check them out:
Right of Salvage by Ashe Barker
Ruined By The Pirate by Wendi Zwaduk
The Running Game by Meg Harding

*Pirate sightings*: In celebration of the general release of the Jolly Rogered stories, there will be a Facebook party on July 15. Join me, Meg, Wendi and Ashe as we delve into all things pirate. https://www.facebook.com/events/1435843353343133/?fref=ts
We’ll have fun, games, and a chance to win all four Jolly Rogered ebooks!

About Ayla
Handed a historical romance at the age of twelve, Ayla Ruse fell in love with love and with happy endings.  Having grown up living life tasting a little of this and a little of that has not changed this attitude, but it’s expanded her views.  Love isn’t always happy and it isn’t always the way a person “thinks it should be.”  Sometimes it’s outside the box, and it’s always a challenge. 

The challenge of finding and holding onto this love is what drives Ayla in her fiction.  She likes stories that strip love – among other things - down to the skin and tests the attachment and beliefs of the participants.  Sometimes that test can come in the form of multiple partners, overcoming a desperate fear or even being sexually inventive. 

Ayla loves to hear from her readers. You can contact her through her website at www.aylaruse.com, blog www.aylaruse.blogspot.com or on Facebook. For more links, visit her about.me page. 

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Getting Up Close and Personal … with Captain Rob

Thanks Wendi for inviting me over here today to share a snippet from Right of Salvage, my story in the Jolly Rogered collection. If you want to get your hands on the whole thing – and who wouldn’t fancy getting to grips with the hot and oh-so-sexy Captain Rob Hawke? – you can find him swashing his buckle in the Totally Bound book boutique. The Jolly Rogered collection is available now on early download, and will be on general release from 11 July.
Knowing the sort of hot gossip we all like to keep abreast of, I tracked down Captain Hawke and fired a few finely honed pirate-friendly questions at him. All in the name of research obviously. Here’s what he had to say for himself…

Me: Captain Hawke, thank you for agreeing to chat. I know you must be very busy, doubloons to bury, that sort of thing…
Captain Hawke : Are you taking the piss, Ms Barker?
Me: No, of course not. Perish the thought. I’m just glad to see you.
Captain Hawke: That’s alright then. And, it’s just Rob these days.
Me: Right, thanks. Er, shall we start with a little background? Where do you keep your parrot?
Rob: My what? Do you see a parrot round here, Ms Barker? And I thought I’d warned you about piss-taking.
Me: No parrot?
Rob: Not currently. I did have one once. He shared your passion for living dangerously. He used to squawk ‘Kneel!” in the middle of the night. It all became quite disconcerting for any companion I might have staying. He had to go.
Me: What happened to him?
Rob: I was going to eat him but he flew away. They do that sort of thing.
Me: I see. Sounds like a sensible bird. Now, I’m sure our readers would be interested to know a little bit about your life before you took up piracy. Pirates are bad lads, we all know that. But what was the naughtiest thing you ever got up to as a boy?
Rob: I was a sweet little lad. Very biddable. Mostly. Of course there was that time I was practicing with my father’s broadsword and managed to drop it in the privy. It ended up in the moat outside our castle. I didn’t sit down for a week after that.
Me: A moat. Wow. Moving on, we know what Jane thought of you when you first met. It’s in the story. But what was your first impression of her?
Rob: Ah, a serious question at last. I thought she was absolutely bloody gorgeous. Of course, I’d no intention at first of abducting her, that just sort of happened and I prefer to think of it as a rescue rather than kidnapping. She seemed… vulnerable and I wanted to protect her. I was also pretty keen to get my hands on her bare arse too. I was not disappointed.
Me: What’s Jane’s worst habit? Does she do anything that annoys you?
Rob: She argues. I don’t usually allow that, but Jane does seem to get away with things.
Me: Okay. And what would you say is her finest quality?
Rob: Have I mentioned her arse? That’s pretty fine. Oh, I see that wasn’t what you had in mind. I think I most appreciate her courage, and perhaps her loyalty. Ours has been a dangerous, difficult life and she never complains. Oh, and there is her arse, naturally.
Me: Here’s another serious question. If you could meet anyone in the world, dead or alive, what would you say to them?
Rob: Christopher Columbus. That guy had some bottle. I know for sure I’m not going to sail off the end of the earth. He only thought he wouldn’t. Probably.
Me: Do you have any phobias or pet hates?
Rob: Crocodiles. Can’t stand the bloody things
Me What’s the best place you’ve ever been to, and why did you like it?
Rob: I’ve travelled a lot, seen a lot of fabulous, exotic places, but in my opinion there’s nowhere to compare with England in the winter. Crisp snow, ice skating, a roaring log fire in my father’s great hall. I miss all that.
Me: One final question, if I may? Where’s your preferred place to bury your treasure?
Rob: Ms Barker, are you being suggestive?
Me: No, it’s a serious question.
Rob: Bollocks, it is not. And I refuse to answer it on the grounds that Jane would have my hide. Where I choose to bury my treasure is strictly between me and her.
Me: How gallant. A chivalrous buccaneer. It’s been nice chatting, thank you for agreeing to see me
Rob: My pleasure.
Me: Before you rush off, we’ve been running a little quiz about pirates, to test your knowledge. Would you like to have a try? You could win an ebook.
Rob: A what?
Me: Er, right. Perhaps not.

Captain Rob Hawke might not have much use for an ebook, but if you want to test your knowledge of pirates and enter our prize draw to possibly win all four stories from the Jolly Rogered collection, you can find the quiz here.

Go on, have a go.

Here’s the blurb for Right of Salvage… 

He pulled her from the sea, breathed life back into her, and now she belongs to him. By right of salvage.
A passenger on a merchant ship carrying her husband’s cargo between the New world and Portsmouth, Jane Browne is unprepared for the devastating attraction she feels towards the fierce pirate who decides to relieve her husband of his goods. And his wife. Hurled into the sea by her violent husband in an act of spiteful, jealous revenge, Jane is rescued by the handsome pirate captain, who declares that she is now his property.

Jane has no choice but to accompany Captain Rob Hawke. Installed on his ship and in his bed he demands her total obedience and her willing submission. Frightened and alone, Jane nevertheless responds quickly to her pirate rescuer’s delicate seduction, as he draws her effortlessly into his world of pleasure tinged with pain. Having sampled what he can provide, when Rob offers Jane a choice, will she opt to accept her freedom, or remain with Rob as his willing submissive?

When Rob’s past and Jane’s jealous husband catch up with them again, can they find a new future - together?

Buy Links:
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Author Bio:
Until 2010 I was a director of a regeneration company in Leeds, in the UK, before becoming convinced there must be more to life. So I left, and at last I’ve been able to realise my dream of writing erotic romance. I’ve been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres, and I still love reading historical and contemporary romances – the hotter the better. But now I have a good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research.

In my own writing I tend to draw on settings and anecdotes from my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea. But ultimately my tales of love, challenge, resilience and compassion are the conjurings of my own lurid and smutty imagination.

When not writing – which is not very often these days - my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, rabbits, tortoises.  And most recently a very grumpy cockatiel.  I’m a rural parish councillor, and I’m passionate about evolving rural traditions and values to suit twenty first century lifestyles.

I write for Totally Bound and now have about a dozen titles on general release, with several more in the pipeline. I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me.

I love to hear from readers. You can find me on my blog, and on the Totally Bound site. I’m on Facebook, and twitter. I’m on Pinterest too, and Goodreads