Thursday, February 26, 2015

#iamwriting You May Ask "What Are you Doing? Where's That Next Book? Update!

Update as of February 2015 -  Today is the OFFICIAL release day for the NEW EDITION of Sultry Santorini Sunsets. Check/Done

To answer those questions, I'll have to preface my answer with, "I do have a full time editing job, and all those authors' books come first." If you figure out how to expand the twenty-four hour day let me know so I can have more time to play with my WsIP and my own scrumptious heroes. In the mean time, I'm squeezing writing time out of time I should be cleaning (Ha! Who cares?) or sleeping (I can sleep when my muse stops speaking!)

So for anyone interested, here is a list of my works in progress. I can't make any promises, except for the first one. My priority for now is: DAMN THE DARKNESS book 3 in the Hearts of Darkness series (which should be read in order but do have a completed HEA) for those of you who want romantic satisfaction.

Yes, I'm finalizing the edits and formatting for DAMN THE DARKNESS due out April 30th 2015. Sorry for the delay, but it just needed a bit more story.

While doing that, I'm working on a secret project this week and hope to have something to tell you about it in May. And there's still outlining to be done for the SciFi distopian book I started for NaNoWriMo. As ideas come to me I get right to it.

The 4th book in the Hearts of Darkness is in the planning phase. I have a few new characters to add and a few old ones whose stories need to be told. Who doesn't want to know what Ramon is? Who can't wait to see Max convince the demoness/halfling he's right for her? And OMG, don't you just want to rub yourself all over that cajun wolf, Garr? So many men, too many choices! Where to start?

Must go to work now. Hugs! ~~~Eliza

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Damn the Darkness coming April 2015 . . . SPECIAL ...

Eliza March Writes: Damn the Darkness coming April 2015 . . . SPECIAL ...: Hearts of Darkness, Series - Books 1-3 Defeat the Darkness , the first book, introduces you to the three main characters who all beli...

The #release of Sultry Santorini Sunsets is today at SMASHWORDS

The newest release of  Sultry Santorini Sunsets will be available on February 25th. This time it will be available from CreateSpace in trade paperback for $5.99, for those of you who still like to hold a real book, and as an ebook from most of the regular distributors within the week for $2.99.

I don't care how many books I self publish, it never gets easier. Or maybe I'm getting more particular. If you like highly erotically charged fiction, this is for you. It's a story about how sensual sex takes on a whole different aspect when emotions begins to creep in. Go read a sample at SMASHWORDS for Free.

Erotic Fantasy Romance. 

A modern day woman, tired of the publicity of being internationally famous, decides she wants to desired for who she is not as a stepping stone to success for some man. She disguises herself and escapes the banking world on Santorini where her idea of the world as she knew it, is turned upside down. The question is -- will she shuck off her old beliefs and take a chance when she encounters not one fantastic lover but three men who claim to be the gods of Atlantis, three emotionless warriors, pledged to sensuality, who are seeking redemption and salvation . . . Is she the woman they're been seeking for 3,000 years?

Three thousand years ago, six warriors of Atlantis pledged themselves to the Goddess of Sensuality, exchanging emotions for heightened senses and immortality to protect what remained of their lost world. Three went in search of their lost emotions and became unredeemable, but the others maintained honor and, with help from their leader, became the Gods of Atlantis who are promised the return of their emotions one day.

Responsibility always stood in the way of physical pleasure, until Miranda escapes to Santorini. When three sensual men offer themselves up as lovers, she decides to make up for lost time. Soon emotions infiltrate the men's souls, and they believe she's the one woman capable of fulfilling their destiny. Can they convince her to share their love and lives for all eternity? Will she believe their fantastic tale and trust them enough to make the final commitment? Will she accept the immortality they offer and their bonds? And can this sexual adventure possibly offer love everlasting between all four of them?

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Damn the Darkness coming April 2015 . . . SPECIAL PRICING for the first two books

Hearts of Darkness, Series - Books 1-3

Defeat the Darkness, the first book, introduces you to the three main characters who all believed they lived in a world like you and me. After Kyle goes to Guatemala to volunteer after an earthquake, he discovers he's been going through life with blinders on. The real world is full of creatures walking among us--creatures with a deadly agenda for some. Once the first twist happens, the lives of Kyle and the others are impacted in unimaginable ways.
Befriended by some like themselves, their story goes on in the second and third books, but they play secondary roles to Dylan Macgregor, the vampire with a Highlander's past when he meets his own life mate in the second book, Conquer the Highland Beast. His story continues, and the original cast becomes even more relevant as supporting characters when Dylan's ward, Jackson Xenos, a vaewolf, imprints on Dylan's life-mate.

If you've read the first two books in this series, you don't have long to wait to find out what happens next. The third book, Damn the Darkness is coming in April. I like ending with a happily ever any good romance reading fan would, but when I'm writing these stories, I can't guarantee things will stay that way.

One reason I self published this particular series is because it's more like an erotic urban fantasy than a traditional paranormal romance. The books don't fit into the box defined as true romance.
Today, romance publishers don't want the couples breaking up or being killed off...understandable. Me either. But I like my stories to flow. I want the sequels to move along at an honest pace. Conflicts are real and resolving them is fun. My poor characters keep running into obstacles while they search for the answers only Niccolai Xenos can provide. But until he rises, conflict abounds and the stories continue.
Unfortunately, things turn topsy-turvy for our friends, Dylan and Caitlin, as we enter this sequel. The issues are a struggle to maneuver through as they consider ways to solve their dilemma. It may not be completely resolved in this book . . . We'll see.   

Here's an EXCERPT from the opening of DAMN THE DARKNESS, Vol. #3 in the Hearts of Darkness series.

When Jackson arrived at the estate, music, along with laughter and chatter, carried outside through the open ballroom doors. There was a tantalizing scent in the air, and the party--crowded, noisy, and upbeat--sounded as if it was already in full swing. 

Good. He was happy for his guardian, happier still that everyone seemed to be accepting the whole situation with Caitlin, Dylan’s new mate.

“Yo, Jackson, toss the keys. I’ll park it for you.” The young wolf valet parking tonight was the younger brother of one of his pack mates.

“Hey, Josh." He patted the kid on his shoulder and pointed a finger at the car. "Take care, real good care of it, or Dylan will have my hide...then I'll have yours.” 

“Don’t you worry. This baby will be safe with me. I’ll park her far away from the rest.”

Jackson tossed the keys and added another warning, “Keep it on the grounds, okay?” He couldn’t help smiling at the kid’s enthusiasm. It wasn’t that long since he’d been the one drooling over Dylan’s cars—now he was driving them. “Not too far, understand?” Jackson cocked his hand at the kid like a gun. "I may need it sooner than you think."

“Sure." Josh sniffed, gave Jackson the once over, and with a nod, grinned. "What I understand from your the ladies will be all over you tonight, dude. You’ll be getting lucky before the first toast. Guaranteed. And probably more than once.” The kid laughed and rounded the car, jumped in, and gunned it.

Jackson chuckled and adjusted himself. The kid might be right. The ride out to the estate may have put a few creases in Jackson's pants, but they smoothed out quickly when his cock swelled behind his zipper. 

That foreign, tantalizing scent in the air hit Jackson’s senses like a jack hammer. Every muscle in his body hardened, as if he needed any more stimulus. He smoothed out a few more wrinkles in his black silk shirt, brushed off his tux, and buttoned his jacket as he approached the open double doors.

Fuck, what the hell is that fragrance? The scent was enthralling, amazingly sensual...totally intoxicating.

Then he saw her, the source of the scent. His reaction grew stronger as the woman approached. 

Stunning. Radiant. Her pale blonde hair, pulled back into a tight bun, looked classy, but the sexy loose curl at the base fell and teased him. All that class and one wild curl. The total effect was heart stopping. 

She smiled and Jackson glanced over his shoulder. When there was no one there, satisfaction spread through him like Scotch on a cold day. The smile on her pale pink lips was for him. And when she licked those lush, pillowed lips, blood rushed to his groin. He stopped breathing to focus, allowing his gaze to travel down her body--wandering over her cleavage, lower, past her flat stomach to her hips--and slowly back up,  Hell, she was lush all over. Then their eyes met.

Perfect. He sniffed again. Not Lycan, but her teeth showed a little fang. Different—definitely vampire and a great deal of something else—but what?

What? How about the sexiest woman he’d ever seen…the first his wolf had ever responded to, and she wasn’t of the blood.

She is for me. The wolf within him roared.


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Thank you ~~ Eliza

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Holy hot as Hades! Max is back and she’s SMITTEN WITH DEATH!


By Sharon Saracino

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Release Date: February 20, 2015

The Blurb:
A year after the death of her ex-husband and boyfriend, Roger-the-Proctologist, Max has accepted the loss and moved on. Well, at least she’s tried, but a dating pool consisting mostly of weekend golfers in plaid polyester has left her unenthusiastic about her prospects. When Morgan Kane, the sexy Hellhound Grim Reaper, suddenly reappears seeking her assistance to rescue the bumbling teenage Zombie King from Cerberus' filthy paws, Max realizes that maybe she was holding out for snug denim all along. But a trip to Hell during Vegas Week, with Lucifer masquerading as a tone-deaf Wayne Newton and Kane’s psychotic mother as Satan’s Showgirl Bride, isn’t exactly her idea of the perfect date. In Hell, everything has a price, and though Max discovers she’s already paid dearly, if she and Kane are to succeed, another sacrifice is required. Will Max finally get her happily-ever-after or will she lose the man she loves to the Sweet Hereafter? Again.

“Reaper, I need a favor,” I choked out and cleared my throat.
“Sure, Logan.” His gaze came back to rest on my face. “What can I do for you?”
“Um, kiss me?” I squeaked as my face heated with the fire of a thousand desert suns.
“Huh?” Judging by the expression on his face, whatever favor Morgan Kane had been anticipating, locking lips with the crazy woman hadn’t even made his list.
“Look,” I whispered in a rush after glancing back to confirm Denise had almost gotten the invading hoard under control. “My sister is determined to hook me up. The minute she sees you, she will devote the remainder of the morning to cute and embarrassing stories designed to impress you with my charm and delightfulness. Trust me, you’ll want to stab knitting
needles in your eyes after about ten minutes.”
“Oh, I don’t know, Logan.” He had the temerity to smirk while crossing his arms over his chest. His broad, muscular chest. “I think I might enjoy the cute and embarrassing stories. And I already think you’re charming and delightful.”
My eyes widened in shock, and my mouth fell open yet again. “You do?”
“Logan? You digress.” He snapped my pie hole shut as he had before. But this time he didn’t remove his hand. Instead, he stroked his forefinger lightly along my jaw, sending my pulse into a gallop to rival the Clydesdales pulling a beer wagon away from a crowd of alcoholic zombies.
“I do? Oh yeah. I do. So, anyway I thought if we gave her the impression we already had something going, well maybe it would divert her attention away from my relationship status for the day.”
“I see,” he murmured as he slipped his hand along the side of my neck and curled his fingers around my nape. Suddenly my knees buckled. I must have twisted my ankle more seriously than I thought. Fortunately, Morgan Kane caught me around the waist before I hit the ground and pulled me hard against him. I absently wondered if it would be considered rude to toss a breath mint in my mouth. Then it occurred to me I didn’t have any. Oh well, moot point. 
His soft chuckle skittered along my skin like a physical caress. I swallowed hard. I tipped my head back, licked my lips enticingly, and closed my eyes, resigned and ready to make this sacrifice in an effort to thwart my sister and her underhanded plans. Kane chuckled again and then gently swept his lips over mine.
Except for Roger and that one tequila-inducedepisode of poor judgment right after senior prom, I didn’t have a whole lot of experience with men. 
I know, I know. Up until now, I’ve sucked you into that whole sophisticated woman-about-town façade I wear so well, but really, it’s true. 
Morgan Kane, on the other hand, apparently knew his way around this town and most of the continental United States. The ground tilted, the sun spun backwards, and I had difficulty remembering my own name when Morgan Kane finally lifted his lips from mine. Would I never learn my impulsiveness always comes back to bite me in the ass?
I coughed loudly, attempted to gather my wits, and looked around to gauge my sister’s reaction. Denise, et al, was nowhere to be seen. The whole crew had apparently hustled past our lip-lock and continued into the house completely unnoticed. At least, by me.
Kane’s wicked grin said he was well aware of the effect he’d had on me, and it was precisely the one he’d intended.
Wucking fonderful. 

Sharon Saracino is a paranormal and fantasy author who resides in the anthracite coal country of Pennsylvania with her long suffering husband, funny and talented son, and two insane dogs. She is the author of the Max Logan series and the Earthbound series with The Wild Rose Press. When she is not reading, writing, or enjoying photography and genealogy, she brews limoncello, dreams of living in Italy, and works as a Certified Registered Rehabilitation Nurse.

All roads lead to happily ever after, some just have a few unexpected turns!