Thursday, December 9, 2021

The Romance Novel Formula by Alicia Leigh #NonFiction #Giveaway @GoddessFish



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Is there a secret formula for writing a successful romance novel? Backed by research and professional expertise, The Romance Novel Formula provides everything you need to take you from idea to first draft of your breakout romance novel.

Join best-selling romance author and academic researcher, Alicia Leigh, as you discover:

*How to take your love interests on the “lovers’ journey” – inclusive of ALL types of romantic relationships: ménage, alien, LGBTQI, polyamory, etc.
*A unique five-act structure to make your story easy to write and manage.
*The specific story “beats” exclusive to the romance genre (and which other books on writing typically exclude).
*The story and character arcs necessary to classify your book as romance.
*How to avoid stereotypes by focusing on archetypes.
*Popular romance tropes.
*Essential writing techniques.
*Advice on dialogue.
*The most common writing mistakes . . . and how to avoid them.
*Goal, motivation, and conflict.
*Fear, need, and flaw (what are they, and do you need them?).
*Much more!

Complete with checklists and over 30 writing exercises, The Romance Novel Formula is the new essential romance writing guide for aspiring and experienced writers, plotters and pantsers, and professional researchers.


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Common Writing Mistakes

The following details the writing errors I regularly come across in my role as an editor. Avoid these and you will stand out from the slush pile in your submissions with stronger writing. Of course, rules are meant to be broken, but do so with caution, as well as the knowledge of why you are breaking them.

Show versus Tell

This one is common. It is easy to write “Helen hated Clark.” However, it is more interesting and enticing to the reader if you write “Helen drew on every ounce of willpower she had to stop herself from glaring in Clark’s direction.” Notice the difference? In the second version, we can feel the hatred along with Helen.

Active voice

Passive writing is safe writing. This is why most beginning writers use it. To give your writing the oomph it deserves, switch to active voice as often as you can. As an example, passive voice: Nicole was running from the stranger. In the active voice, it would be: Nicole bolted from the stranger. Can you see the difference? Active voice makes it scarier and more immediate.

Lapses in point of view

Go through your manuscript and look for a consistent point of view. Have you dropped into third person (he, she, and it) when you should be in first (I and me)? Or does your story head hop? Head hopping occurs when you start off a scene writing from one character’s point of view then switch, without warning, to another character’s thoughts or feelings. Don’t do this. It confuses the reader and is a telltale amateur mistake.

Clichés

Delete all the clichés in your work as fast as a bat out of hell!

Adverbs

Adverbs are those pesky words that end in “ly.” They add nothing to your story (mostly). The general rule in writing is: Anything that doesn’t add something needs to be cut. Get snipping.

About the Author:
Alicia Leigh is a bestselling non-fiction author, international-selling romance author, identical triplet, writing coach, and hot chocolate addict.

She uses her postgraduate degrees in counseling from the Australian College of Applied Psychology and editing from Macquarie University to create believable, three-dimensional characters. Her certificates in forensic science and forensic anthropology from the University of Strathclyde add layers to the realistic crime elements in her stories. She has completed her master’s degree in writing at Swinburne University and is currently embarking upon her PhD in Creative Arts (writing) at Central Queensland University.

When not writing, reading, coaching, studying, or enjoying nature, she can be found having fun with her three gorgeous children (plus one laid-back dog and one hypersensitive guinea pig).

She is active on social media and encourages readers and writers to interact with her there. She writes romantic fiction novels under the pseudonyms A.K. Leigh and Leigh Hatchmann.

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Tuesday, December 7, 2021

Silent Knight / Sleepless Knight by Gale Stanley #GayRomance #MFRWsteam @Changelingpress

Welcome to The MFRW Steam hop, a monthly event hosted by Marketing for Romance Writers. If you like spicy romance, you’re in the right place.

Enjoy these excerpts from Silent Knight / Sleepless Knight published by Changeling Press.

 


 

Silent Knight

Paul Stanton thought he had it all, a great job, a beautiful condo and a stable relationship with his boss, but when his lover dumps him for another man, Paul is forced to rethink his life. Rather than spend the holidays alone in San Francisco he visits his childhood home in rural Pennsylvania. But only a few days with his family is enough to convince Paul that you can’t go home again.

Paul leaves for the airport in the midst of a snowstorm. Stranded in the woods, a chance meeting with a hunter is his only option for survival. Paul knows the type, a backwoods bigot just like the men he grew up with, but what choice does he have? A few days with the hunter convinces Paul there’s more to Andy Reynolds than meets the eye. But is it enough to bind two men who have nothing in common except their sex?

 

Sleepless Knight

Andy and Paul are totally committed to each other, but when the two-year itch infects their relationship, Paul becomes distant and refuses to talk about it. Andy arranges a much needed vacation, but on the way home they pick up a hitchhiker who’s willing to trade sex for a roof over his head. Andy will do anything to make Paul happy, even if it means bringing another man into their bed. But is a threesome really the answer? Or will it drive them further apart?

 


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Andy studied his houseguest. Under different circumstances, Paul’s features would be extremely appealing, but right now, his high cheekbones were an unhealthy shade of pale, and his sensual lips were blue. He hoped Paul would accept his help. “Okay, let’s get you into bed.”

 

“I usually get dinner first,” Paul mumbled.

 

Paul’s attempt at humor was a good sign. Andy chuckled. “I’ll give you something to nibble on later, city boy.”

 

Andy helped his unexpected guest to the sleeping alcove. It was only across the room, but Paul leaned heavily on Andy, and by the time he sat on the bed, sweat beaded on Paul’s forehead. The man was obviously exhausted, but he tried to push Andy away when he attempted to undress Paul.

“Come on, city boy. You need to warm up.”

 

“I’m good.” Paul’s sentence ended with a shiver.

 

“You’re not good. You’re hypothermic and maybe frostbitten. Let me take your clothes off, and maybe we’ll save a few body parts.”

 

Andy’s harsh words must have gotten through to Paul. He stopped protesting and allowed Andy to undress him. When only Paul’s boxers remained, Andy surveyed his body with a clinical eye. There were no disturbing signs of frostbite. He just needed to rest and warm up. Paul might be cold, but he was also incredibly hot. Andy couldn’t help checking out his houseguest’s perfect golden tan. Obviously, the man was from a warmer locale. And Paul’s lean, muscular body, sprinkled with light brown hair, shouted gym rat. When Paul lay down on his back, Andy was surprised to see an erection escaping Paul’s boxers. He reached for the waistband to pull the shorts off.

 

Paul rose on his elbows and swore under his breath. “See anything you like?”

 

Sleepless Knight Excerpt

 

Los Angeles, California

 

Who gets fired from a stripper job? Un-fucking-believable. He’d missed one fucking last minute schedule change and the manager gave him the boot. At the last club, he’d got sacked for arguing with a customer who’d gotten too frisky.

Maybe he should try another line of work. Do you want fries with that?

Zach consoled himself with a beer at the Banana Bar, an upscale dance club he really couldn’t afford. He didn’t even notice the guy next to him until he felt a firm thigh rubbing against his. He glanced over from the corner of his eye.

“A penny for your thoughts.”

“They’re not worth that much.”

“Bad day?”

“The worst. I lost a lover and a job.”

“Shit, man. That’s too bad. Let me buy you another beer. I’m Rick Lord, by the way.”

“Zach Baker.” He twisted and put out a hand.

“It has a nice ring to it. Real or screen name?”

“I don’t have any use for a screen name. You?”

“You never heard of me?”

“No, can’t say I have.”

“Well, I haven’t been in the business long,” Rick conceded.

“What business is that?”

“Rick Lord of the Jungle.”

Zach looked at him blankly.

“Porn, sweetheart. My dick is getting rave reviews.”

“Sorry man. I’ll have to pick up a copy. I’ve been thinking about getting into skin flicks myself.”

“Really?” Rick eyed him with interest. “My producer is always looking for guys. Wanna show me what you got?”

This could be the break he’d been waiting for -- or just another guy looking for a blowjob. What the hell. Zach couldn’t afford to pass up a chance, even a small one. He nodded.

“Meet me in the alley.” Rick threw some money on the bar. Zach slid off the stool and walked toward the backdoor, knowing Rick would follow.

Light from the street cast a dim glow over the alley. Zach unzipped and freed himself. Rick ran his fingers up and down Zach’s flaccid prick. Zach took over, pumping until his erection grew long and hard in his hand. “Seven inches.”

Rick licked his lips. “Nice, but let’s see what you can do.”

Zach expected he’d have to audition. He got to his knees and worked on Rick’s zipper. The man’s cock sprang free. Already rock hard, it didn’t need much work. Christ, eight or nine inches at least. But Zach had no doubts about his cock sucking abilities.

He closed his eyes and inhaled Rick’s intoxicating male scent before licking the head of his cock and wrapping his lips around the shaft. Zach relaxed his throat muscles and let the long, hard length ease down his throat until Rick’s trimmed bush tickled his nose.

Zach slid his lips back up Rick’s cock and he sucked on the sensitive head. The taste of precum exploded on his tongue and he sucked harder. He reached down and fisted his own stiff dick.

“That’s it sweetheart. Use your tongue.” Rick urged him on.

He knew Rick was close when he started fucking Zach’s mouth in earnest. In a few minutes Rick filled his throat with spurts of hot salty cum.

Zach swallowed Rick’s load and jerked his own cock in a frenzied attempt to get off. A few more hard strokes and he splattered the bricks with his cum.

  

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Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.

Some things never change.

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Monday, December 6, 2021

Mafiosa Princess by Liza Malloy #romance @goddessfish



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Two men love her. But only one truly knows her.

College Junior Giada Conti wants nothing more than to pursue a normal life fueled by her own choices. Unfortunately, she doesn’t realize her father’s business isn’t completely lawful, or how that fact will completely dictate her future.

Pre-law student Adrian Patras is certain Giada is the perfect woman for him, until he meets her family and grasps the extent of his girlfriend’s naivete.

As Adrian finds himself unwillingly pulled into the family business, Giada grows frustrated with his insinuations about her father. Meanwhile, Giada’s ex, the notorious Luca Marino, pops back into her life with his own criminal agenda that includes winning her back.

Mafiosa Princess is the captivating first book in the steamy mafia romance series that you won’t want to put down.


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He pulled out a magazine and began flipping through it. Based on the ferocity with which he turned the pages, he was still angry.

“So about the villa…” I began timidly.

He slapped the magazine against his legs. “It’s fine, Giada. Forward me the flight details, and I’ll arrange transportation to and from the airport.”

“I could take a cab.”

The look in his eyes as he faced me was terrifying enough to convince me just to let him arrange a car.

“Fine,” I said meekly. “Thank you.”

“Have you always been this stubborn?”

Honestly, I had never been what one could consider low maintenance, but it was possible I’d gotten a little less malleable with age. When I snapped out of my thoughts, I realized Luca was still staring at me. His gaze hadn’t lost any of its intensity, but he no longer seemed annoyed.

“What?” I asked.

Luca shook his head but kept staring.

I flipped onto my side so I could stare back. Two could play at that game. Luca’s eyes widened and then slowly worked their way down my body with a thoroughness that should be reserved for a dermatologic exam.

“Excuse me,” I said. “You couldn’t be a little more subtle?”

Luca grinned. “Why? You know you’re hot.”

“It’s rude.”

“You don’t mind.”

“I might!”

He outright laughed in response.

About the Author:
Liza Malloy writes contemporary romance, women's fiction, new adult romance, and fantasy. She’s a sucker for alpha males, bad boys, dimples, and muscles, and she can’t resist a man in uniform. Liza loves creating worlds where her heroine discovers her own strength and finds her Happily Ever After. When Liza isn’t reading or writing torrid love stories, she’s a practicing attorney. Her other passions include gummy bears, jelly beans, and the occasional marathon. She lives in the Midwest with her four daughters and her own Prince Charming. Her books are available in both paperback and ebook, and can be found on Amazon, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Google Play, and more!

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Friday, December 3, 2021

Bite Me for Christmas by Megan Slayer #ParanormalRomance #Giveaway



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He came to her in a dream, but he’s more like a nightmare in tight jeans, and she wants a taste.

Rachael isn’t good at magic, and she’s not versed in life, but this witch wants to lay her hands on the sexy vampire who’s come to her in her dreams. Can she have her Christmas wish -- the vampire?

Gavin wants the witch, but he doesn’t believe he’s worthy of her. Part of him wants to devour her magic and save himself, but what if being saved doesn’t involve dying?

Anything is possible with a little Christmas magic.

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Rachael admired the twinkle lights she’d strung around the kitchen. Somewhere people were enjoying themselves. They might even be making love under the Christmas tree. She’d like to try that -- sex in front of the tree.

Instead, she’d pulled the chore of kitchen clean-up. She always pulled that chore and the rest, too.

She draped the washcloth over the faucet and surveyed the room. Everything appeared to be back in place.

When she peeked into the living room, Serena and Millie were deep in another round of cards. The last Rachael knew, they were playing hearts. Rachael tiptoed out to the back porch to admire the snow. The cauldron bubbled with some batch of potions. She had no idea what her sisters made, only that she had to clean out the pot when they finished. The tangy smell filled the enclosed space and made her dizzy.

She crinkled her nose. If she knew how, she’d change the scent to something nutmeg-y or pine -- anything but the overwhelming aroma.

Something flashed among the white snow. She folded her arms and stepped up to the screened-in windows. Maybe the flash was the play of firelight on the snow.

The snow glittered and mesmerized her as it fell -- that had to be it. The flash was falling snow.

She hummed the tune of a Christmas carol and fought back tears. Christmas shouldn’t be this depressing, but she couldn’t help herself. She tried to make the day bright, but Christmas Eve would forever be the day her parents died and her world turned upside down. The loss turned her sisters bitter, too. The official account said nothing about her being at fault, but her sisters swore she’d created the fog, which caused the collision.

She wished she knew the truth.

One day, she wanted to know, but she also wanted to replace the sad memories with good ones. She’d never forget her parents, but she needed to move forward with her life.

Someday.

The flash returned, but this time, a man appeared among the snow.

Her blood sizzled, and she gasped. She knew this man.

Her vampire.

“Gavin,” she whispered. “You’re here.”

“You did ask for me for Christmas.” He moved across the snow and stood in the doorway to the porch. “Said you wanted a vampire for Christmas.”

She longed to touch him, but feared she’d draw her sisters’ attention.

“You did request me, didn’t you?”

About The Author:
Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and white hot themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been nominated at the LRC for Best Author, Best Contemporary, Best Ménage, Best BDSM and Best Anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on Amazon.com.

When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice. She’s an active member of the Friends of the Keystone-LaGrange Public library.

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Thursday, December 2, 2021

F*ck Luck, Bitches by Branden LaNette #SelfHelp #Giveaway



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Is there such thing as luck?

Of course, there is. I for one want to get as lucky as I can.

I know what you’re thinking: Branden are you admitting your title is just a marketing device? Well, I am trying to sell books here people!

We all want to be lucky or get lucky. And if the hand of luck reaches down to help you climb the tree of success, take it. But if it doesn’t, f--- it. Climb the tree anyway.

Hope is not a strategy. Wishing is for singing crickets.

Most people think they need more luck. If this describes you, you’re got it backward: Luck needs you. Luck doesn’t show up—YOU show up

Luck is waiting for you to show the-f-up. Now let me show you how.


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The Luck of Proximity

In an interview, Leonardo DiCaprio said he was lucky to have been born in Los Angeles, in the proximity of the film industry, within driving distance of Hollywood. “I probably wouldn't be doing this for a living if I lived in any other location.”

What do Marilyn Monroe, Bradley Cooper, Julia Roberts, Dustin Hoffman, Jill Clayburgh, Marlo Brando, Jane Fonda, and Al Pacino have in common? They all got their start at The Actor’s Studio in New York. You mean they didn’t just get lucky? No. They studied and learned and networked and auditioned—then they got lucky.

You want to become an actor, but you weren’t lucky enough to be born down the street from Leo? Call Two Men and a Truck. F--king move.

Get on a damn bus.

Want to get lucky and meet a movie producer? Get a job waiting tables at the Polo Lounge and the next time Martin Scorsese comes in, give him your script when you hand him his check.

Want to get a lucky break in tech, move to Austin or Silicon Valley. Want to get a lucky break catching beaded necklaces, move to New Orleans. Want to get a lucky break in country music, move to Nashville. Want to get a lucky break and land a job as a blackjack dealer, move to Las Vegas.

Meet people.

Hang the f--k out in the right places.

Network.

About the Author:
BRANDEN LANETTE doesn’t look like a typical author, but she has long ignored what she “should” do, say and look like. On her own at a very young age, Branden eventually found herself with the wrong guy, the wrong job, and a bleak future. The fairytale promised as a child never materialized.

Branden realized she wanted something different for her life and realized no one was going to do it for her. Prince charming wasn’t coming to save her—she’d have to save herself. Step by step, decision by decision, through major trials and tribulations, Branden learned how to turn heartbreak into happiness and self-judgment into inner joy.

In 2019, Branden had her first book published, “Once Upon a Time, Bitches” followed by two workbooks in 2020, “The Dream Big Bitches Vision Book” and “The Dream Big Bitches Weekly Goal Setting Journal.” In early 2021 she co-authored the book, “Smart Bitches Buy Bitcoin” and is now over the moon for this one, her fifth. Branden LaNette is an entrepreneur, motivational speaker, coach, wife, and stay-at-home Mom.

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