Monday, June 13, 2016

Votes are counted tomorow for my Wattpad #OnceUponNow entry.

Yay!  The time is almost upon us.  I would be very appreciative if you'd give my entry
The Prince, the Frog and the Waitress your consideration.  Become a Wattpad subscriber, then vote on all the parts of the story by clicking on the star in the upper right corner. 

Thank you!  Here's the link.  Top ten gain a publishing contract with the giant, Simon and Schuster.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Amazon Best Selling Author Siren Allen visits the Elite Blog.

Look who stopped by to tell us of her new book, Her Alien Protector.  Siren Allen! 

We can't wait to dive into this one !
Her Alien Protector is a steamy Sci-Fi Romance featuring an alpha female and a dominant male? Who will end up on top?

~Her Alien Protector Blurb~
Falling in love with a prisoner was against the rules.
So why was Lark allowing herself to get close to Raynor? He was domineering, cocky and much too handsome for his own good. Though her mind found him unbearable, her body was ready to endure anything he could deliver. However, she wouldn’t allow herself to fall for him, to trust him. Inside of him lived a darkness unlike anything she’d ever witnessed. If the rumors were true, that darkness would consume any and everyone in its path. Lark was going to try her best to stay out of his way.
They called him The Destroyer.
Raynor Batiste was many things: a monster, a killer, one of the most feared creatures in the galaxy. He was a beast whose name sent shudders through his enemies. However, a prisoner he was not. The only reason he’d allowed himself to be captured was so he could claim his mate, Lark Valdese.
That task was proving harder than he’d anticipated. Lark is afraid of what lives inside of him, and she should be. Yet, when her planet comes under attack, the evil lurking inside of him may be the only thing that can save her and her people.
He’s willing to protect her planet, but his aid comes at a price, a price only Lark can pay. Will she give in to the beast in order to save her world? Or is the beast a greater threat than her enemies?

She knew her scent was in the air when his nose flared and he clenched his hands into fists. He was struggling with keeping himself in check. Serves him right. No one should have the heightened senses that he did.
It was unfair and should be illegal. The longer she stared at him the more uncomfortable he became. Lark smiled when he shifted in his seat. Though his gray attire was loose fitting, it couldn’t hide the bulge he was sporting.
Fascinated by it, she watched the imprint grow longer. She could clearly picture it, the way it looked yesterday: wet, long and hard as he’d stepped from the marble tub in the bathing chamber.
And just like yesterday, today she found herself wondering what he would feel like inside her. Would he be gentle with her, easing into her until her body was accustomed to his girth?
Or would he pounded into her, erasing her fears with each thrust, proving that pleasure without pain was no fun at all?
"Damn it, Lark." Raynor slammed his head against the wall. "What are you thinking? Tell me now. Tell me your thoughts?"

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Siren Allen is a writer and lover of all things erotic and romantic. She resides in southern Mississippi where she writes steamy romances that are guaranteed to make you blush. When she’s not listening to the characters in her head and jotting down their adventures, she’s busy working as a Clinical Laboratory Technician.
Her weekends are spent writing and having sleepover’s for her wonderful nieces and nephews. She loves to travel, preferably with her husband, so he can do all of the driving. She enjoys time with her family, who are just as silly as she is. She doesn’t have any children…yet!
Her hobbies are reading, writing and shopping, though she hates trying on clothing. If she wasn’t a writer or a Laboratory Professional, she swears she would be a Secret Agent. But that’s the beauty of being a writer; you can create your own world and be whoever you want to be. In her imaginary world, she is Queen and her siblings are her minions.

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Thursday, June 9, 2016

Cover Reveal for Tainted Doves Trilogy!

This is cool.  Your favorite western heroines in one book.  Tawdry and Temptation along with Whiskey's Women are joining together for a Trilogy with Solstice Publishing.  These stories will be revamped, revitalized and these women reinvented a little tougher, a little more untamed, and a whole lot more passionate.  The wild west and these wild women remain unbroken.

Girls, guns, grit and grace.   Release date TBA.

Monday, June 6, 2016

So when you claim to be an author...

Congrats!  You have successfully installed "Author" to your hard life. You have either by publisher, or independently, wrote, edit, and then published your first book.  You deserve to celebrate the achievement many people dream about but for whatever reasons, never achieve.   Now here's what nobody ever talks about.

After Josey's Mountain published and made it so big, I couldn't wait for someone to ask me,
"So, what do you do for a living?"
I puffed up with pride, lifted my chin, smiled as if I rose above the fray of soul crushing mundane employment and said very dramatically;  "I'm an author."

Here are the usual responses and none of which I expected.

"Oh, you write romance?  So you write mommy porn.  Niiice."  (Mommy Porn is NOT romance novels.  Mommy Porn is a clean house, a babysitter and giant margarita on the beach, stupid.)

"Oh, you write romance?  When are you going to write a real piece of literature?" (Groans, feels my pride hit the dirt wondering what real literature really is while I run to a library to find the section, Real Literature, and the section, Crap that some housewife wrote.  Nope no section like that. I've looked.

"Oh, you write stuff like Fifty Shades?"  (That question is followed by this accusatory stare that I'm hiding whips and chains in my house and maybe they shouldn't allow their kids to come over anymore. And then their husbands eyes light up wondering if under my jeans and stained up T shirt I'm really wearing leathers and lace.)

"Oh, you must be rolling in the dough."  (If you mean pancake batter, then yes. If you mean life changing money, then no. I still struggle to pay some bills.)

"When are you going to give up that day dream and get a real job?"   (Most authors I know still work  because they HAVE to.)

"You're an author?  You don't look like an author."  (Runs to buy a tweed suit and a cherry pipe.)

And then, last but not least.  Be careful mentioning author to your dentist.  No lie, I went in to see about having a crown replaced and suddenly I'm presented with an estimate roughly similar to sending my entire family to Hawaii for a eight month luxury vacation.  It's a crown, a piece of porcelain shoved up into my gums.  I could break a coffee cup and use some super glue, which I still might end up doing.  

So, when someone ask you if you're an author.  Say and do this.  "Damn right." then run like hell. 

I don't want to end this on a negative note.  In all seriousness.  Congratulations.  You are one of us.  One of the chosen few who painted a picture of your soul with written words.   It's beautiful, and no matter what, literature.  I think. I'll let you know if Barnes and Nobles opens a new section just for Crap that housewives wrote.

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