Thursday, May 28, 2015

The Rise of Audio books & a Giveaway!

Hello all! I’m Jessica E. Subject. Not only am I a Published Author with Decadent Publishing, I am also the Newsletter and Audio book Coordinator. Since September 2014, I have had the pleasure of working with wonderful narrators and authors in turning stories into a production you can listen to.
As a child, I remember seeing audio books at the local library. They were often a plastic case with several cassette tapes inside. (Yes, I’m sure I’m dating myself here.) After a while, the cassette tapes became CDs, and they were even available in children’s books. With the advent of digital technology, audio books are becoming more common because they are easier to produce for authors, and easier to obtain for readers.
I admit that getting used to someone reading a book to you can be a bit strange at first. It’s like going back to childhood when your parents read to you. But, sometimes it’s the only way people find time to enjoy fiction. I’ve heard from many people who lead busy lives that they often listen to audio books when doing chores and when driving. Some even mentioned their love of audio books began during family trips when their parents listened to audio books instead of music to make the drive seem shorter. Personally, I listen to audio books when I’m doing chores around the house, including vacuuming, doing the dishes, and making my kids’ lunches. I listen to audio books on my phone, purchasing them from Audible (Amazon). Sometimes they’re stories I already have in ebook format but haven’t had a chance to read, where I was offered the audio book at a cheaper price. Other times, they’re a new title. For those of you who prefer to support your local library, you can even borrow digital audio books from them if your library uses OverDrive. I borrow them through this service as well.
Right now, I have three audio books produced, Another Night, Another Planet, The Star Princess, and Unknown Futures. And in total, Decadent Publishing has twenty-nine audio book titles available, with two more pending approval, and others in various stages of production. You can find them on Audible, Amazon, and iTunes. I hope you will take a look at our titles and try one out!

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Thursday, May 21, 2015

In Her (The Moon’s) Own Words

 by Hester S. Jean

It all started when my online writing friend Taryn Kincaid posted in a FB writers group, “Guys! IDK if any of you would be interested in this, but one of my publishers, Decadent Publishing, is launching a new line, Beyond Fairytales. Romances of all subgenres and heat levels from sensual to HOT, historicals, paranormals, contemporary, sci-fi. They're trying something a little different. You email the acquisitions editor and she will respond with a fairy tale title from the Grimm Bros. Your story will be based on the tale, but the connection may be as tenuous as you wish.
I thought, Why not? I’d never written romance in any sub-genre, but it sounded like a fun challenge. And I’ve always loved fairy tales and revisions of fairy tales. As a little girl I marveled at Gretel’s ingenuity and bravery. When my own kids were young I sat with them to watch Kermit the Frog reporting on Rapunzel. My middle-school drama students put Goldilocks on trial for breaking and entering. Sure, I could do this!
I emailed the acquisitions editor and got my assignment: The Moon. My first response after reading it was Yikes, I can’t do this!
It’s too Grimm, too violent. The Moon is, in the Brothers’ version, exploited and dismembered. How could this possibly become a story of romance and happy ever after?
Then I began to think—but what is her side of the story. Though I was free to write with the loosest of connections to the original, it became important to me to do just the opposite. I wanted to stick to those Grimm “facts” just as closely as I could, but make it a story of The Moon’s agency: her courage, cleverness, survival. Her pleasure. Her discovery of love. I wanted to wrest it from the Brothers Grimm and make it the story of a sister’s celebration.
One of the interesting details of this particular Grimm story is that it not only accounts—as do many old stories—for a natural phenomenon, in this case the phases of the moon, but also for changes in culture and religion. From the primal moon of prehistory and the open and unbridled sexuality that is associated with the Greek and Roman pantheon, the story takes us to the prevalence of the Judeo-Christian tradition in the Brothers’ time. It is, finally, St. Peter who puts a stop to the revelry in the Underworld.
The character of Nicodemus, required by the Decadent Publishing guidelines to make an appearance in every Beyond Fairytales story, gave The Moon her chance. As he listened by her light, she told him the tale. Her tale, in her terms. Her words. A tale of The Moon.

Moon Love

After being stuck on earth when the door to the realm of the gods and goddesses slams shut, Luna, Moon Goddess, indulges in sexual frolicking with neither care nor consequences.  Until the night she is abducted, forced to use her erotic skills to line the pockets of four friends.
She meets a beautiful young Mereling—a mortal man like her captors, but alluringly different—and for the first time in her very long life begins to understand the difference between lust and love. Her newfound ability to love Merelings gives her the capacity to feel grief and awakens not only her own compassion, but that of her abductors.
How will she deal with the inevitable? She is immortal, and they must each die? What happens when she follows them to the Underworld? And how does she get to where she lives today, shining her light on all lovers?

This is Hester St. Jean’s first foray into romance and erotica. She has taught drama and creative writing in K-12 schools in Pennsylvania, Vermont, and Washington. Her writing celebrates women and women’s experiences. She enjoys reading and gardening by day, contemplating the moon and stars by night.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

What a Goddess Listens To...

It’s been a very busy year since Goddess of the Hunt was first released. My brother got married. I got married. My daughter got married. My family moved into a new home. Around the time of Goddess’s release I had begun work on a full-length manuscript. Because of all the interruptions, I didn’t finish that MS and begin work on Paige’s next mission until recently. Clearly, that wasn’t what I had planned, but hey…that’s life!
To get back into Covert Passion’s world, I pulled up the playlist I had listened to while writing Goddess of the Hunt. I quickly realized that Eoin’s effect on Paige has altered her mindset. She’s going to need to adapt without having that evolution change how she does her job. A CIA covert operative needs to leave sentimentality at the door. And I realized that the playlist I have isn’t the music I need. But before I go foraging in my iTunes library, I thought I’d share the original playlist with you:

Fiona Apple – Criminal
No Doubt – Just a Girl
Oasis – Wonderwall
The Verve – Bitter Sweet Symphony
The Cranberries – Linger
Radiohead – Creep
Foo Fighters – Everlong
Audioslave – Like a Stone
The Toadies – Possum Kingdom
Lenny Kravitz – Again

If you’re interested in hearing the songs, you can find them here

As I was diving back into Paige’s dangerous, sexy life and trying to decide what music would best reflect that, I found out that Goddess of the Hunt would be on sale at Amazon for 99 cents and free at the ARe bookstore throughout the month of May. That’s exciting. As a friend said, “A deal and a steal!” Grab your copy of Goddess of the Hunt, cue up the playlist and enjoy!


Covert Passions
Goddess of the Hunt
by Becky Flade

Codename Diana
CIA field agent Paige Aster hides a cunning intelligence and lethal skill behind a mask of golden beauty. It serves her well as she moves from one undercover assignment to the next.
Current Mission
Retrieve a stolen United States military defense program from a terrorist cell in Dublin, Ireland, before they trade it to Islamic extremists in exchange for munitions. Her only back up on this time-sensitive mission is a deeply embedded MI-6 operative.
Her Asset
Eoin Fitzpatrick has sacrificed everyone he holds dear to bring these terrorists to justice. He’ll sacrifice Diana, too, if she threatens to compromise his mission or his cover. He has orders to do just that – his agency is only doing hers a favor.
Compromised or Comprising?
Paige expects danger, but welcomes passion – taking her pleasure where and when it’s offered. She’s not prepared for the effect Eoin has on her. Or what happens when she surrenders to him. Paige burns for Eoin but will he leave her burned…

Enjoy the following excerpt from Goddess of the Hunt:

“Is it done? Do you and the others in the house bring in sex partners from time to time?” She straightened and stared at him.
“Yes.” He hissed the answer.
“I’m travelling; you and I meet at a pub and go to your place to hook up. It’s simple and happens all the time. Believable, even.” She thought of Michel and her lips tilted at the corners. Then, casting her eyes over Eoin, she deliberately arched a brow and tucked her tongue in her cheek. “Well, for most people, anyway.”
His lips thinned and the muscles in his cheek ticked as he worked to control the flare of temper. It delighted her. “Fine, we’ll do it your way.” Eoin pushed himself from the chair he’d been perched on and nearly charged for the door. “I’ll be here at seven-thirty tomorrow morning, be ready.”
Paige grabbed his arm as he passed her. “What are you so worked up about? If it goes wrong, you can just leave me hanging and you know it. This costs you nothing, Paddy-boy; it’s my ass on the line.”
He grabbed her shirt and pushed her against the closet door. She didn’t fight it and he had his mouth on her in seconds. His tongue delved and demanded she respond; she arched up into the kiss. Delight, desire, and anger thrummed through her as she both succumbed and made demands of her own. His hands molded to her hips and pinned her between the hard planes of his body and the wall behind her. Then he abruptly pulled away. They stood inches apart; the air crackled around them. Their gazes locked. He opened his mouth, then shook his head and left without a word.
Tie score.

About the Author:
A city girl, born and bred, I place my stories in and around southeast Pennsylvania, or at least have a character or two from the area. Home is where the heart is and I make mine with my very own knight in slightly tarnished armor. When I’m not busy living my own happily ever after, I’m writing about someone else’s.

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Friday, May 15, 2015

Get Ravaged!

I have Ravage, my hero from Seducing The Schoolmarm here for an interview.

Let’s get started!

So “Rav”, what makes you special?
 “I’m not so special darlin’, just a Southern man who was taught how to treat others right.”
His charm warms my cheeks as I sit across from him, the tip of my pen in my mouth. “What differentiates you from your kind? Then?” I wait, anxious to see if he’ll open up or not.
Ravage leans forward and delivers a panty dropping smile. “My kind is supposed to be a secret darlin’, I’m figuring you must want to be carted off to our land for an adventure of your own.”
 A growl reverberates through the air, making me turn my attention from “Rav” to the new intruder, and my heart flutters and my panties grow damp. Eyes wide, I take in the image in front of me. A scowling exact replica of the delicious male. Darting my gaze back and forth. I can’t decide who to look at more, the charming man in front of me or the beast who broke into my office, interrupting my interview.
“Excuse me,” I find my voice. “Who are you and why are you barging into a private interview?”
Sexiness on a stick flicks an annoyed gaze to the man across from me. “Raze, you can go now.”
“Oh! I didn’t realize there were two of you…til now.” I stammer. Dark and sexy swaggers over to his brother and punches him in the face. “Quit acting like you’re me, fuck face.”
Raze offers an apologetic gaze my way while cracking his jaw and standing. I notice two things, they are identical, from voice to looks, tattoos and all and it’s a bit overwhelming to have double the testosterone so close.
“Lovely, it was my pleasure meeting you. Have fun with this brute.” He shoves past his twin, out the door. I’m sad to see him go.
“He’s gay.”
“All right, now that we have that settled.” My cheeks pinken, so sue me I’m thinking what a waste, imagine the Galveston sandwich that could be. The beast looks at me with a hint of bafflement making me giggle.
“I got things to take care of darlin’ a twin bro and crazy younger sister who needs twenty-four hour supervision.”
“All right. So “Rav,” I was asking Raze what makes him/erm you special?”
“My cock.” He takes a seat and leans back. “I’m kidding darlin’. I’m not so special just a man.”
My mind is now stuck on what his dick looks like. As if he knows he teases me by lifting his shirt up a tad to show his rock hard abs. Fuck if it ain’t beautifully sculpted. I cough.
“Erm okay. What differentiates you from your kind? Then?”
He takes a minute to think, his hand runs through his ever so messy hair. “Fuck darlin’ that’s a bat shit crazy question. We’re all the same. Beasts. Me I’m a different breed of beast. A natural fighter, Shifter Mixed Martial Art fighter.”
“Wow. Can you elaborate?”
“I could but why would I do that when you can read the book.” He winks.
Do you have special abilities?
“I shift into a hulking wolf. What do you think?” He quirks a brow my way and gifts me with the sexiest smile I’ve ever seen, well except for his twins.
“And the stamina.” He adds for good measure.
Tell us about your most current adventure.
“Darlin’ most of my adventures revolve around a sexy schoolteacher and her habit of running. “Love a good hard chase.”
Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
“Hmph. Yeah, Teach seems to think, I need taken care of, though. Fuck if I know. I’m too busy taking care of everyone else. Fuckin’ feelin’s are not the way of the beast.”
Tell us a little bit about your world. 
“Why don’t you be our guest for a week?”
His turning around the question makes me laugh. “I can’t do that. I know I’d have to stay forever. Soooo…What kind of music do you listen to?
“Country boy at heart. Some rock but not that screaming bullshit. Man’s gotta be able to think.”
Is expressing love difficult for you? Why? “
He looks at me like I’ve grown two heads. “Why the hell would I want to talk about love?” He evades. His face softens a  tad. “I fuckin’ love that woman, have since I first heard sweet prissy her voice on the phone.” 
Share a little bit of the ‘real’ you with our readers. Any Dark secrets?
 “The real me? Baby I don’t do pretenses as for secrets in my world gets you in a right fuck’d situation with the Alpha. Nah, don’t got time to be anything but this beast right here next to you.”
What is your most favorite thing to do?
“You know you said fuck twice.”
“Yeah? Maybe I like it twice as much.” He shrugs. 
“What’s your job for the Tao Pack?”
“I’m a dominant. I patrol and take care of shit needing taken care of, also helping rebuild our community.” A grin spreads across his face as he takes pride in being apart of something bigger than himself.
 Do you sing in the shower?
 “Do you? I find other fun things to do in the shower, singin ain’t one of them.”
Have you ever lost control? And what was the outcome?
 “Yes, and luv, no one wants to see that, least no one wanting to live.”
How many sex partners have you had? How many at one time?
“You tryin’ to get me in deep with the Mrs.? I plead the fifth.” He looks ansty to leave and I remember his familial obligations.
 “Any words of advice to leave the readers with Ravage?”

Seducing The Schoolmarm is available now. Stop by and read about the Galveston brood. Don’t get your panties in a twist if you don’t get enough of me. I promise you other stories are coming and you’ll see All.Of.Me. Again.” He takes my hand, kisses it and saunters out of the room.