Sunday, December 28, 2014

#NewYears #Romance in Belize Let's go!

New Years' Eve--oh the pressure! Especially when your ex-fiance is getting married and all your mutual friends are attending his wedding. What's the best thing to do? For Alyssa, she opted for a solo vacation to Belize and an anonymous fling with a stranger. She wasn't looking for love...far from it!...but it found her anyway. 
Here's a hot excerpt! 
Adult Content excerpt of Anonymity
He hardened at the slightest physical contact; doubtful he'd be able to be a gentleman much longer. Her body was made for a man's hands with curves he ached to touch. She radiated heat that burned through the clothes separating their bodies as they walked side-by-side down along the water's edge. Shoes dangled from their fingertips as they allowed warm waves to caress their ankles.  
Screw it. He only had six more days before returning to his tidy well-constructed life. He stopped, pulled her against him, lifted her up and kissed her.
Hand at the nape of her neck, he pulled back a fraction to look into her eyes. "Are you sure you want this, that you want me? Tell me now before I let myself go."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, eyes bright with desire. "I've never been as sure about anything as I am about you right now."
He smiled against her mouth, loving that she was entwined around him like an exotic vine. "You're one intense lady, do you realize that? It's like you're on fire."
"It's an illusion, I'm a fraud," she whispered against his lips.
"I don't think so. Neither of us has anything to gain or lose."
"Stop talking." She kissed him with passion that drove him over the brink of control.
They needed to get someplace—anyplace—private. Now.
Not breaking the kiss, he dropped her gently to her feet. Kissing, touching, laughing, they stumbled down the beach toward the resort. A crowd had assembled on the beach in front of the bar where Dave the One Man Band presided. The group of scuba divers played beach volleyball amidst it all. Maneuvering through them would be a challenge, especially with Savannah overly curious about Alyssa.
"Locals come out for Dave," he said when she simply stared at the transformation from tranquil paradise to party central. "Come here." He dragged her into the gardens surrounding Ramon's Village and pressed her back against a tree. "Feeling adventurous?"
"What do you think?" She pushed her hands beneath his shirt.
His mouth ravaged hers while his hands slid beneath her dress and squeezed her ass. One hand moved up the front of her dress, teased her breast beneath the fabric, while the other inched her panties aside. He felt like a man hell bent to touch her skin.
"Not very romantic, I'll make up for it later. I need to have you."
"I'm not complaining. I want this just as badly as you do." She bit his neck while her fingers fumbled with his zipper. Her hands slid inside his waistband before closing around his erection.
God, he'd never wanted anyone like this. It's like he would die without being inside of her. Urgency pulsated through his veins. 
He fumbled with the condom he'd stuffed into his back pocket while he kissed her neck and reveled in her hands moving up and down on him. He lifted her up until they were eye level, her feet off the ground and linking behind his waist. Her hair fell across her eyes when she laughed and lifted her hands over her head to grab the tree at her back.
"You're the sexiest woman I've ever met." He pulled one of the straps of her dress down and squeezed the heavy breast he'd been salivating over since seeing her sitting at the bar. His thumb toyed with her nipple.
He thrust inside of her and felt the velvety tightness envelope him. He grabbed her wrists and held them against the trunk of the tree. She ground her tongue into this mouth.
This was sex, animalistic, raw, intense, passionate, no-holding-back sex.
Closing his eyes, he surrendered to the sensations...the palm tree hard against his knees as he ground his hips against hers, her tongue driving him insane, his mouth on her neck, her breasts pressing against his chest, her heels grinding into his ass, 80s rock music blaring from behind them, people laughing only fifty feet away, ocean lapping against the shore, scent of flowers mixing with barbecue, breeze tossing the palms above them, and the feel of her thighs squeezing him tight.
He hadn't let himself go like this in years, maybe ever.
They came together, both moaning into each other's mouths, eyes wide open, connected in the moment. They laughed against each other's lips, neither pulling apart.
She curled her fingers into his hair. "I want more."
"Insatiable...I like it." His teeth gently tugged her lower lip.
"Best. Vacation. Ever." She kissed him with each word.
"On fire, I'm telling you." He dropped her wrists and smoothed his hands over her breasts. "You're like an inferno."
"Only with you." Curls danced in front of her eyes as she pulled him back for another kiss. "I'm not lying. If I'm on fire, it's because you found the fuse."
"That sounds like a bad song lyric. I think you've been exposed to Dave the Gringo's music too long, we'd better get you inside and away from his influence." He kissed her, not wanting to step away from the tree but knowing they were pushing the limits by staying here too long. Something stirred deep in his chest with her words, with the kiss, with this entire scenario.
She laughed against his mouth before dropping her legs from around him and sliding down his chest. He felt like the entire world would know what they'd been doing in the bushes. He laughed to himself as he stuffed her panties in his pocket. He had never had sex against a palm tree before and definitely never within yards of a group of people.  Exhilaration hammered through his heart.
She smoothed hair from his eyes. "You look like you've been having sex on the beach."
 "So do you." He turned them into an impromptu dance on the sand, his mouth clinging to hers in a slow kiss, while he held her close.

"You're too good to be true," she whispered. "I can't believe you're real."
"Like you said...it's all an illusion." Regret flashed in her eyes, darkened them in the moonlight, before she looked away.
Maybe it was, but then again maybe it wasn't.
He flattened his palms over her shoulders and wondered at the glimpse of pain he'd seen. Anonymity had its pros...and cons.
"Your place or mine?" he asked.
"Mine. Want to race?" When she met his gaze again, the pain had been replaced with desire.
"Hey, Luke!" Savannah shouted from behind them. "I thought you'd disappeared."
Scared of losing the intimacy, he framed Alyssa's face and held her gaze. "We've been spotted. One drink to be sociable and then we'll go, okay?"
Concern shadowed her eyes, but she nodded.
He remembered then why she'd said she'd come to the island alone...cheating fiancé getting married in a few days. She'd probably been bluffing about the weeklong affair, had been being impulsive for the sake of forgetting, but now they'd crossed a line and self-doubt flickered in the depths of her blue eyes.
He kissed her and reminded her through actions rather than words that she was the most desirable woman he'd ever met. Maybe they were both playing pretend while in paradise before retreating to their normal lives. So what? He'd only gotten a taste and a glimpse of the woman in his arms and he wanted to spend every minute of the next several days savoring her.

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What the reviews are saying...
Anonymity, excellent read!, February 9, 2014
By 
Great love story! I could feel the characters' "electric chemistry" jump right out of the pages...couldn't put the book down! Definitely rates up there as one of the best romance books I've ever read! A must read for anyone who loves romance(:

5.0 out of 5 stars
Passion Filled Vacation, January 29, 2014
By 
Pamela (Toronto, ON) -  ((http://goo.gl/qRVQR6)
Amber Lea Easton ("Easton") truly shines when it comes to giving her readers exactly what they want when it comes to romance; a novel full of passion and hot hot sex; and characters (both lead and supporting) who you'll fall in love with; all on a sandy beach with crystal-clear blue water as far as the eye can see. The author wields a terrific and engaging story, even thought-provoking at times, that's full of fun and desire that leaves you not only wishing it was you on that beach, but you who's being screwed hard against a palm tree by one very hot and sexy male specimen like Luke.

This is the second novel of Easton's I've read and it will most definitely not be my last. I was actually sad when the story ended; that it wasn't longer than 186 pages as I couldn't get enough. Thoughts of getting on a plane heading towards a tropical beach is all I can think of - that, and a palm tree.

5.0 out of 5 stars
Excellent romance, December 26, 2013
By 

"Anonymity" by Amber Lea Easton is a great holiday romance, set in Belize between Christmas and New Year - coincidentally the same time that I read the novel.
Reading the novel about a no-strings attached one week fling between Alyssa and Luke was the perfect escapism, just like a sweet dream. The two make a pact not to talk about their real lives: What happens in Belize, stays in Belize. Or does it?
Sunshine, water, sex and jungle adventures are part of this fun-filled and lovely story. Besides the great main characters there are a few really well chosen others, such as the bar tender Rosie and Savannah, who also has the hots for Luke.
Well written and easy on the proverbial eye this is a very enjoyable and entertaining read that should please a wide audience.

5.0 out of 5 stars
The perfect romance with more than I thought possible, December 22, 2013
By 
Thank you Amber Lea Easton for completely capturing the essence of romance. You have, yet again, set the bar high. This was the perfect book. The main characters were strong and well developed and I felt like I was in Belize. The best surprise was the connection to the secondary characters. I fell in love with Rosie and found myself rooting for Savannah. What a great story about new beginnings and living the way we all dream of.




Friday, December 26, 2014

Real life #love inspires tales of #romance @vampauthormaya

FORBIDDEN FRUIT FRIDAY


Real life inspires tales of romance


On 12-26-2004...a decade ago, I said I do.  A few weeks ago, I said I do all over again to the same man. 





Since today is our official tin anniversary, I'm dedicating the blog to my hubby. 

Whether it's our life in Hawaii or Colorado, fun Key West adventures, love for Garden of the Gods, romantic mountain cabin getaways, crazy adrenaline activities, watching sunsets and sunrises together or our..ahem...kisses, they all serve as inspiration to my romantic tales. 




Sometimes I ask myself, is this really my life? No, my life isn't perfect by any means, but it is a little slice of "romance novel" perfection for me. 

Happy Anniversary love! 






Find Maya titles at

 Crimson Snow, Fire & Ice, Dark Companion, Blood of Luna, Veil of Seduction, Flesh Fantasy





About Maya DeLeina

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Maya DeLeina is a multi-published Erotic Vampire Romance Author  with Siren, EvernightEllora's Cave and Mystic Lotus Publishing.

Born and raised on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, Maya could be seen at her favorite beach, Lanikai, performing with an all-girl band where she played keyboards, guitar and provided vocals, working as editor in her high school's yearbook  and volunteering her time at a humane society through UH of Manoa civic groups.

In 2006, Maya relocated to Colorado. Her crystal blue oceans, waterfalls and eighty degree year-round weather were traded for four season weather, enchanting forests and majestic mountains that led to her rekindled love for vampires.

In winter of 2010, she penned her first manuscript and by 2011, Flesh Fantasy was under contract and released by Siren Publishing. To date, Maya has published five novels- Flesh FantasyVeil of SeductionBlood of LunaDark CompanionFire and Ice with Crimson Snow anticipated for release in December 2014.

In 2014, she banded with other Colorado romance authors to form the group, Mile High Muses, in which Maya serves as "The Vamp". Catch her Forbidden Fruit Friday blog and guests she hosts on Sultry Saturdays.  


Not only does Maya have theatrical book trailers that bring her vampires to life, all of her vampires were featured in Singer/Songwriter Jill Cohn's music video "Blessing Moon".
 


Happy 10th to my favorite "vamp"





www.mayadeleina.net



Friday, December 19, 2014

A downright #kinky fixation - #Hollywood #Sex Secrets- #Romance #Erotica @vampauthormaya


FORBIDDEN FRUIT FRIDAY



"I don't love like other men" 
~ Nicholas Jones Whitaker III





Excerpt


“You know what’s intriguing to me?
“What?”
“I get you’re fascinated with vampires after portraying us for so long. But we’re talking about everything under the sun except for this thing between us. Let’s quit with the illusion that there’s no attraction between us.”
He took a sip of his whiskey and didn’t utter a word.
“We could be doing something about it. Right now.”
He remained quiet as he rotated the last of the drink in his glass.
The glow of the candlelight caught the edge of his glass, creating a prism of color to highlight his eyes.
And it had been those eyes that marked her undoing.
She adjusted in her seat and sighed.
Even as a vampire, the butterflies existed
“Alright. You didn’t want to talk about that day on the set. I get it. But you need to know something.”
“What would that something be?”
Her methodical plan for the evening had been centered on talking about their on-screen love affair—get him to break down the wall and admit to the attraction she’d been sure he held for her. Though she never let on to it, Nick Whitaker proved to be a shock to her system. From the first time she lay eyes on him, he had her spellbound and ever since, captive to him. She watched him from afar, admiring everything about him— they way he commanded a room with his laughter and charisma to the way he crinkled his nose and squinted his eyes when he couldn’t remember his line. When he wasn’t near, his insistence on her system intensified. She craved a dose of him, to which she usually satisfied in watching his movies over and over again.
He more than took more than her breath away; he stifled her love of Immortality.
For the first time since she’d turned, she’d wished to be mortal again, just like him.
We know what it's like to film those scenes. The crew—it makes it hard to be in the mood even when there’s a solid attraction between the actors. For what happened, it took more than attraction. It may not have been as apparent as you, but I wasn’t acting anymore. I may have been following the script, but for me, what was said and done...was for you.”
His breath quickened.
"Everything and everyone around us that day…they disappeared one by one for me.” She continued.
“For me, too.” He looked at her and quickly focused his eyes down at the table. “You have been like this crazy crush I’ve had since the first moment I laid eyes on you.”
“Nick. Look at me,” she whispered.
He complied.
“Every film, every appearance you’ve made, I watched. I’ve even watched you at events from afar, totally spellbound by every move you made.”
It had happened. She laid out all of her cards face up on the table just for him.
“I had no idea.”
“You never gave me a chance to tell you. You hardly spoke to me on the set before the incident and you avoided me ever since. You don’t take any of my calls, you don’t appear at places you know I’m gonna be at and you turned down a role, seemingly because I was in the cast. That’s why I wanted to win your auction. I needed to understand why you’ve treated me like this when I felt something between us.”
“For me, there are two issues at hand.”
“What? What are they? Tell me so I understand.”
“I’m not comfortable with how much you’ve consumed me. You took something from me that I cherish and I never understood how you did it.”
“W-what did I take from you?”
“Control.” He took a deep breath and then released it slowly as he gazed at the candlelight. “I like being in control of my feelings.”
“Letting yourself go, not knowing where you’re going or where it will lead is what makes lust and love an adventure.”
“It’s not only that. I like being in control in the bedroom. I don’t think you’ll be fond of my kind of love.”
“What are you saying?”
 “I have a particular sexual appetite. I have precise fantasies. Satisfaction goes beyond an orgasm for me. I like commandment. I like resistance. They’re two opposing forces that excite me.” He clamped has hand around his tight fist. “I don’t do soft, tender or gentle love-making. I don’t do the entire sweeping a woman off her feet. I don’t love like other men.”
Silent, she held still in the chair watching him intently reveal himself.
“I’m not talking ropes, chains or whips here, or even toys or devices. I’m talking about exuding my own power, what I can do physically with my body as well as my mind to a woman. You appear to wield power over a man. I think it would impede with my sexual fondness.”
“Are you an Immortizen virgin?”
“Ever since that happened with you on the set, I’ve avoided Immortizen women. So the answer is yes.”
“I finally see the issue.”
“What?”
“Me being an Immortizen doesn’t impede with your taste in sex, darling.”
“It doesn’t?”
“Have you not heard anything I’ve been saying at this table?”
“Maybe I’ve been doing more daydreaming than listening.”
She shook her head. “I played out that scene much differently than I rehearsed in my head and far unlike I would’ve done had it been another other actor. Your eyes, your body…everything except your spoken words commanded me to give you more than I should on the set. I aroused you as you asked of me, thinking only of your pleasure while denying mine. And then, I protected you, shielded you so know one would know. I didn’t take your control. You controlled every part of me.”
“So what are we saying here? I mean, I’m sitting across from you trying to hold a conversation I don’t care to have right now and ready to claw at my skin because all I want is to take you…roughly.”
 “Well, I could sit here and say I dreamed of talking all night for my winning date with you. You know, resemble somewhat of a woman with class and refinement, but that’s not what I wanted.”
“What did you want?”
She leaned into the table. “To get behind closed doors so you can fuck me silly… any way you want.”
He gulped.
“If you talked to me, you would’ve known a long time ago that I like being dominated by a man. In fact, most Immortizen women crave this. Too many times, mortal men have this fantasy that we’re fuck machines and want us to do all the work. It’s one thing to fuck a man; it’s entirely another to be fucked.”
“Jesus,” he muttered under his breath.
“I like it rough. I like it raw. And since my Immortizen status grants me protection, I thoroughly enjoy being manhandled to the point that cops would be called if anyone heard us.”
He backed away from the table. “Check, please.”
“My place or your hotel?”
“Your place. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be in your bed.”
“Funny, I always wondered what it would be like to have you in my bed.”
They stared into each other eyes, the world disappearing all around them once again. It dawned on him that it had always been that way with Crimson. If she was in his presence, nothing else mattered.
As they held their gaze, the waitress approached the table. From the corner of his eye, he watched her apprehensive body slide the check to the middle of the table and quickly retreat.
He reached for his glass, his finger aimlessly running along the rim. He kept his eyes on his task as he spoke.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Crimson Snow?”
“Nicholas Jones Whitaker the Third, you think you have a particular taste? I’ve got a downright kinky fixation.”


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Cover Art: LMK Graphics
Model: Brett Mehlman  (Facebook Website  Agency)
Photography: Deanna Gomes (Facebook  Website)
Make up and Hair: Tiffany Miranda-Werness  (Facebook)



About Maya DeLeina

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Maya DeLeina is a multi-published Erotic Vampire Romance Author  with Siren, EvernightEllora's Cave and Mystic Lotus Publishing.

Born and raised on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, Maya could be seen at her favorite beach, Lanikai, performing with an all-girl band where she played keyboards, guitar and provided vocals, working as editor in her high school's yearbook  and volunteering her time at a humane society through UH of Manoa civic groups.

In 2006, Maya relocated to Colorado. Her crystal blue oceans, waterfalls and eighty degree year-round weather were traded for four season weather, enchanting forests and majestic mountains that led to her rekindled love for vampires.

In winter of 2010, she penned her first manuscript and by 2011, Flesh Fantasy was under contract and released by Siren Publishing. To date, Maya has published five novels- Flesh FantasyVeil of SeductionBlood of LunaDark CompanionFire and Ice with Crimson Snow anticipated for release in December 2014.

In 2014, she banded with other Colorado romance authors to form the group, Mile High Muses, in which Maya serves as "The Vamp". Catch her Forbidden Fruit Friday blog and guests she hosts on Sultry Saturdays.  


Not only does Maya have theatrical book trailers that bring her vampires to life, all of her vampires were featured in Singer/Songwriter Jill Cohn's music video "Blessing Moon".
 


www.mayadeleina.net
www.milehighmuses.net