First chapter of Devotion by Marie E. Blossom

Over on my alter-ego’s page, I’ve got the first chapter of my new novel up. If you like the idea of a bodyguard and his queen and a little bit of knife-play in the bedroom (it’s hot, not bloody, I promise), head on over–>

First chapter of Devotion!

Did I mention this novel is an editor’s pick? And still on sale at Evernight Publishing? 😀

my alter ego has a book – Devotion released!

As you can tell from the ginormous cover pic, Devotion is now available! My alter-ego, Marie E. Blossom, is doing a jig in my head. *\o/* Even more exciting, it’s an Editor’s Pick!

Click on the cover to buy from Evernight Publishing. Click here to read an excerpt.

Description:

Queen Ximena is devoted to her people and will gladly sacrifice herself for them, even if it means her death. Her bodyguard, Zefirino, is devoted to her and will gladly sacrifice himself to keep her alive.

When a terrible enemy suddenly attacks their planet, how will they protect those they love without losing each other? Together they survive an assassination attempt, invasion, and capture, but they both know that their duty may eventually tear them apart.

How can Ximena give her life for her people when she knows that Zefirino will die trying to save her? Who does she put first: her planet, or the lover she isn’t even supposed to have?

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Bodice rippers had lame and pointless covers

Remember when bodice rippers (aka romance novels) actually had bodices on the cover? Remember when they were actually ripped off by the hero in chapter two? Yeah, those were the days. NOT.

Think about it. Who is the audience for romance novels? Yup, you guessed it: women. Mostly straight women who aren’t particularly interested in looking at other chicks (usually ones who are younger and skinnier than they are). So why in the world did all those awesome books of the past (and some not so past) have pictures of women and bosoms on the cover? I dunno about you, but um, where were all the hot men?

Fast-forward to NOW.

Hey, look—>

      

I think people have finally caught on. Yay. I have to admit, I’m partial to Evernight Publishing’s covers. When I’m desperate for inspiration, do you know where I go for help? Click HERE.

New novel coming soon from Marie E. Blossom!

I am delighted to announce that Evernight Publishing has accepted the first novel under my new pen name, Marie E. Blossom. The novel is tentatively titled Devoted and is the first in a new sci-fi universe. The contract is signed and it will probably be released sometime in October 2012.

Wheeeee!

(I’m a little excited, can you tell?)

Pining is good for the soul

There is nothing I like more than a whole lot of unresolved sexual tension (UST) in the first half of a romance novel. It’s also awesome in tv shows (hello, Castle anyone?), movies (Superman!), oh, and real life. Drawing out the tension makes the climax of the novel, scene, and relationship soooo much better.

With that in mind, how about a teaser from my WIP?

We shouldn’t do this, she thought, but then his lips were on hers once more and she couldn’t speak, let alone control her gasp. He was warm and so strong and she loved him, though she would never tell him so. She wanted to unlace his shirt and push it away. She wanted to take off her own clothing and roll her skin against his until neither of them knew where one body began and the other ended. Instead, she settled for merely kissing him back, trying to put all that she wished she could have into it. He grinned against her mouth and she slid her hands into his hair, tugging.

“We cannot do this,” she murmured. His emotions wafted over her, strong and hot. He loved her, yes, but he also understood the difficulty of their positions. She had to put a stop to this.

“We are not doing anything wrong,” he said, dipping down again.

Denial. She opened her mouth, about to protest. He swallowed her words and kissed her deeper, the heat from his body making her dizzy. His mind emanated love, desire, love, desire into hers and she shuddered. This was forbidden. Bodyguards did not love their queens. Queens did not favor one of her people above another. That was how they kept their world safe.