Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Day 5: Two Lips Reviews

                             ANon-Typical Day in the Life of Kallypso Masters

At my other stop today, I talked about what a typical day is like for me at the Erzabet’s Enchantments blog. Here’s what some of my non-typical days are like.

As my readers know, I love to travel, usually mixing business and pleasure. Often this takes me to the places I write about (or want to write about). In September, I spent the entire month of September in a house across from Carmel-By-The-Sea beach. The first few weeks were spent exploring the area and getting ideas for a character who lives there and is starting to come through in bits and pieces (Patrick Gallagher’s lady). Then family arrived and I went on vacation mode the last 10 days.

Whenever I travel, I try to arrange for “dinner with Kally” events where I invite readers to join me wherever I am. These have been a lot of fun so far! Not always dinner, sometimes I do brunch (in New Orleans and Louisville), but I’ve met so many amazing readers at these. One, an Army veteran, even drove seven hours to one of them this year. So far, she holds the record! But many readers have traveled two hours just to have dinner with me. You all amaze me! I’ve held those in Tennessee, Texas, California, and am sure there will be many others in the years to come (but possibly not as small as they have been before).

This coming year, I’ve limited my book-related travel window to five months (rather than the February to October 2013 window this year which took me away from my writing desk too much.) I don’t write much while traveling, although I do a lot of research.) So my first of six convention/conference events will be Arizona Dreamin’ the last week of May into the first weekend of June. Then I’ll do a 10-14 day road trip of the Southeast (book signing in St. Mary’s, Georgia, BookBash in Orlando, and stops to be arranged in the Florida Panhandle, Alabama, possibly Mississippi, Tennessee, and western Kentucky).

In August, I’ll have two events—Authors After Dark in Charlotte, NC, in early August. This will be my last AAD for a few years because in 2015, I’ll be cutting down to only four such annual events and am looking for new-to-be ones in different parts of the country.  Later in August 2014, I’m doing the BDSM Writers Con in New York City. Lots of BDSM educational opportunities here and open to writers AND readers. Will include a visit to a BDSM club, plus lots of workshops.

I’ll vacation again with hubby in late September (taking the train from Chicago to Glacier, then on to Seattle). In October I’ll have my last two events, both ones I’m planning myself, but can’t give details about them yet. One will be in the Seattle area with some fellow BDSM author friends, and the other in the San Diego area (the second annual Rescue Me Sightseeing Tour, limited to 50 participants). Watch the Appearances page on my web site, or sign up for my newsletter for announcements 

I hope to get to meet lots of you in the coming year!

Monday, December 16, 2013

Holiday Contest from Heather Rainier

Awakening Veronica
Coming December 20th

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, light consensual BDSM, spanking, flogging, capture role play, sex toys, HEA]

Bullied all her life, Veronica Benedict has learned to withdraw rather than risk being hurt by those closest to her—but that’s not the only type of bully she has to deal with.

On a research trip, a fellow author introduces her to two Doms at a wedding. Travis McDaniel is disillusioned by life in Washington, D.C., and is back home in Divine, examining his future.

Driven by the need to keep the citizens of Divine safe, Hank Stinson has put his loneliness and his secret desires aside—until he meets Veronica. Hank and Travis are captivated by the introverted author. Hank must decide if he needs this special kind of love more than he needs to be elected sheriff again, and Travis must choose between life in Divine and an opportunity to make a difference in the world. When they discover the bullying Veronica is enduring, their protective instincts come roaring to the surface.


Travis laid warm kisses on her abdomen before working his way back up, nuzzling between her breasts. “You smell so sexy, Nika. You make me hard just with your scent.”
“True,” Hank murmured.
As they touched her and warmed her, she relaxed, letting them do as they willed, until she was lying with arms and legs spread, willing to take whatever they offered. Her cunt throbbed with need as she hoped they’d touch her there. They came close too many times to count as they touched and teased. The tension built in slow waves flowing and ebbing like a tide as these two men aroused her to a point that she thought she was running a fever.
Hank must’ve moved around the bed because he was suddenly on her other side, paying the same attention to her hands and legs on that side. She arched her back and stretched and heard him growl softly. “Perfect.”
She smiled and opened her eyes. A tugging at her wrists drew her attention as he loomed over her, tying something off on her headboard. Both men smiled at her when she looked from side to side and saw that it wasn’t just a fantasy. She was tied down to the bed at both wrists.
Tugging with her legs, she realized Travis had been busily working at distracting her while Hank had restrained her legs, too. Her cunt pulsed and she gloried in the sensation as she tugged and couldn’t get free.
Hank laid his hand on her abdomen. “You’re ours to play with now, Nika.” Lust burned in his eyes. “We can do whatever we want to you.”
Intelligible speech fled as she embraced her predicament. She should probably play along and pretend to be concerned but all she could do was giggle as she arched her back, dying for whatever they chose to do next. “Do your worst.”
With an evil laugh, Travis leaned down until his mouth was inches from her cunt. “I’ve been looking forward to tasting your pussy ever since Hank told me about this afternoon.”
“Did he tell you all about it?” she asked as she lifted her hips.
“Yes, in great detail, little vixen.” He growled as he finally looked his fill. “So tempting and pink. And wet. You need me to touch you here?” he asked, lifting a fingertip and nearly touching her with it, until she panted and whimpered, tilting toward him. Her pussy clenched around nothing, aching for a cock to fill her, a finger, anything.
She scooted closer to him until the silky bindings at her wrists halted her movements and all she could do was watch. Travis tilted his head and flicked his gaze to hers as he brushed his lower lip against her labia. Her body jerked as his hot breath streamed over her exposed clit and she wondered if she’d come just from his teasing and the way looked at her.
She glanced up and saw Hank kneeling on the bed, watching the two of them, his enormous cock jutting up from the nest of black hair between his spread legs. She wanted to reach out and touch him but couldn’t. Remembering their encounter earlier made her mouth water.
Hot breath at her cunt drew her attention and she looked back at Travis and he grinned at her. “You were about a split second away from getting your pussy slapped for not paying attention, Nika. Focus.” The thought of either of them doing that made her cunt clench tight as a vise and her juices dripped from her and slid between her ass cheeks.
Travis smiled as he saw her reaction and the knowledge in his eyes didn’t shame her. No, it turned her on even more. It made her bold. “You’d slap my poor little pussy?” She even managed to slide her lower lip out in a pout, a totally foreign motion.
He leaned closer, and she felt like she been touched with a hot poker as his breath streaked over her a second before his teeth slid smoothly on either side of her clit.
“Oh!” she screamed as her back bowed and the orgasm blindsided her. He sucked her clit, setting off a flurry of explosions that rocked her. His hot mouth lapping at her wouldn’t allow her to come down and the tension soared within her again. He seemed content to tease her, sucking at her clit and licking her opening until she was swollen and so aroused she wanted to scream for them to take her. She opened her eyes to find them both watching her and realized what they waited for.
“Fuck me, please! Please!” she begged.
Travis’s face broke into a smile and he said, “She’s a quick one.”
Hank chuckled in reply, and instead of being offended Veronica laughed, too, and yelled, “Shut up and fuck me!”
The room echoed with Hank’s laughter and the shock on Travis’s face lasted for a split second before the flat of his fingertips landed right over her clit. More shocking than painful, the tap drew a startled scream from her.
Travis gaped at Hank, a devilish gleam lighting his brown eyes. “Such sassiness from our sub! Did you hear her?”
“I did, Trav. She just earned herself a spanking.”
Travis grinned and soothed her pussy with broad strokes from his tongue until she pleaded, “Please fuck me, Travis? Pretty, pretty, please? With sugar on top?”
“What pretty begging,” Travis said as he sheathed his cock. Hank had a condom in his hand as well, and a hungry look in his eyes as he watched them.
I get two cocks. Holy Moses!
Feeling ravenous for them both, she squirmed and writhed as she watched Travis stroke his hand down his thick shaft. I want that so much!
She realized she’d spoken out loud when Travis chuckled and said, “I’m about to give it to you, impatient Nika.”


Name: Veronica Benedict
DOB: 1984
Height: 5’6”
Eye Color: Brown
Occupation: Published author

Bio: I currently reside in Billings, Montana. I’ve recently broken off a toxic relationship and preparing to take an extended working vacation with my Grandma Kate Benedict, who lives in Lusty, Texas. I’ve been published for several years, writing sweet romance but have recently branched out into writing hotter, erotic romance. I tend to be reclusive so this trip I’ll be taking soon is a real stretch out of my comfort zone. I’m especially nervous since Grandma Kate has hinted at a side trip to a town by the name of Divine.

Food: Authentic Mexican food
Color: Purple
Movie: Gone With the Wind
Band: (Singer) Billie Currington
Song: She’s Got a Way With Me
Quote: “I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.” –Bill Cosby
TV Show: Longmire
Holiday: Christmas
Sport: Rodeo, especially bronc riding

Lightning Round
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
Boxers or Briefs: On guys? Boxers, especially those sexy knit ones
Brad Pitt or Chris Hemsworth: Chris Hemsworth
Die Hard or Terminator: Die Hard!
Ford or Chevy: Chevy
Steak or Chicken: Steak
Star Wars or Star Trek: Star Wars
Beer or Wine: Wine

In Depth
What is your most cherished possession?
Whichever laptop I’m currently working with. My books, which are practically my life, are on it.
How do you feel about being the center of attention?
I avoid it at all costs. I don’t like being stared at or being in the spotlight.
What makes you blush?
Being the center of attention…and compliments.
How do you feel, generally, about the opposite sex?
Most of the time, pretty baffled.
What is your worst habit?
Avoiding confrontation.
Do you have any irrational fears or phobias?
Air flight of any kind, being in the spotlight, being ridiculed.
How do you think your exes would describe you?
Not strong enough or tough enough.
How deeply does your job / social role define you as a person?
My writing is an outlet for how I perceive the world and I feel that sharing my stories with readers is how I express who I am.
What are you the most hopeless at?
Standing up for myself.
What would you never do, no matter the price?
Cheat on someone who loved me. Love is hard enough to find as it is, without risking it to search for greener pastures.

Special holiday traditions?
The weekend after Thanksgiving, we always set up our Christmas tree and let our kids decorate it. This started when our eldest was a toddler and did it all by herself. The tree leaned to the left a little that first year because the ornaments were all hanging on just a few low branches on one side of the tree but she had fun. When our son came along, it got to be a bit of a competition. Now that they are both middleschoolers, the ornaments landed higher and higher on the tree. It’s not always neatly proportioned or color coordinated but it’s definitely their creation. Growing up, my mom was a Nazi about the Christmas tree being decorated a certain way. I have more fun watching them decorate it than I ever had decorating one when I was growing up.

Favorite holiday memory?
On Christmas of 2010, Mister Rainier, also known as “Mister Practicality”, did something that totally blew me away. I’d been a published author for just a little over a month at the time. A few days before Christmas, he lured me outside and I was surprised to find a ruby red 2011 Chevy Camaro sitting in our front yard. I’d been lusting after one of these vehicles for at least three years. I was convinced it was a rental. Then he blew me away when he handed me the keys and said, “Merry Christmas!” He went on to say that for once in his life he wanted to do something that was completely impractical. That car is my pride and joy.

Tis the Season for Giving…
For those who like to give donations to charity in lieu of Christmas gifts, I’d always recommend visiting the American Red Cross website.


Monday, December 9, 2013

Lusty Texas: Love Under Two Quarterbacks

Lusty Texas: Love Under Two Quarterbacks

By Cara Covington

Now Available at BookStrand!

Ari Stein is certain that romance is nowhere in the cards for her. Carrying the scars from a traumatic childhood, she’s wandered, rootless, until she landed in Lusty. Now her restless spirit has calmed and for the first time since she was teen, she feels safe and at home.
Twins, Cord and Jackson Benedict, have built rather amazing careers in the NFL, earning themselves the moniker, “The Wonder Twins.” Then Jackson takes a hit in training camp and it’s time to start over.
Grandma Kate convinced them to come to Lusty and meet this side of their family. One look at Ari and they know they made the right move—and once they see the way the Lusty branch of their family lives, they know what they want their future to be. Will they succeed in getting Ari to open up and trust them? Or will a specter from her past, and an annoying little pissant from theirs, stop them from finding their happy ever after?


“You’re both of you my dream come true, and I am going to be the best wife, and the best mother to our children…and I’ll try not to give you too many more gray hairs.” She grinned and then her smile softened. “I will honor you and love you both for the rest of my life, and yes, into the next one as well.”
Then Andrew placed a ring on Chloe’s left hand, next to the one from Grant she already wore, and she gave one to him, too, similar to the one she’d given Grant. Ari recalled the day Chloe came back from Divine, all excited, and showed them the matching wedding bands she’d bought for her men. She also had been lucky enough to have seen Chloe’s wedding rings. Grant and Andrew had been proud of the two bands of etched gold that fit together as one.
Chloe and her men turned to face the older women. Samantha nodded to Kate. “Please, do the honors, Kate.”
Kate Benedict spread her hands, palms up. “And now your journey begins, and your adventure awaits. May you forever remain steadfast, each one in the others, and may love light your way, always. Congratulations!”
Cheers and applause and shouts of congratulations filled the air. People started to move in, wanting to congratulate the happy triad. Ari thought to move back, but the two Benedicts who had a hold of her hands had a different idea.
“Let’s go and give our congratulations, and then we can grab a table and a couple of beers and get to know each other better.” Cord Benedict wore a smile that she bet in the past had allowed him to get away with a multitude of sins.
“Get to know each other better? We don’t know each other at all,” Ari said.
“Exactly my point!” Cord beamed at her and damned if her heart didn’t give the barest little flutter.
“She’s likely too chicken to spend a couple hours talking and dancing with us,” Jackson said.
Ari would have turned on the man then, but they were next in line. They did let her hands go so that she could hug each of the grooms, and then really hug the bride. But since they still bracketed her, she wasn’t able to get away.
Oh, and you’re really trying hard to do just that, aren’t you, you little hypocrite?
One of these days she was going to choke her inner imp to death.
The men had her hands again, but before they took too many steps, Ari twirled around, surprising them both into releasing her.
She stepped right up into Jackson’s face. “It’s not the drinks or the talk or even the dancing that I mind. It’s the fact that the first chance you get, you’re both going to try and play naughty dog.”
Jackson’s dark gaze held hers and she felt a shiver run from her nipples to her clit. “Well, now that you mention it, the thought had entered our heads.”
“Your little heads, you mean?”
“Honey, they ain’t that little.”
Ari opened her mouth, and shut it fast when Cord placed a finger under her chin and turned her face toward him.
“A couple of beers, a couple of dances, and some talk. That’s all. We’ll save the first round of naughty dog for another time.”
“The first round?” It was pretty hard to remain sounding indignant when all she wanted to do was laugh.
“You’re worth a hell of a lot more than just one round, Red.” Cord sounded very sure of himself.
Maybe it was the use of that nickname that did it, or hell, maybe it was all the sensuous pheromones in the air. Ari had the sense that she was about to get herself into a shit-load of trouble.
Realizing the fact didn’t stop her.
“Oh, there’s no doubt at all that I am worth the trouble, and much more. I’m just not so sure that the two of you are.”


The sound of a zipper opening caught her attention. She turned over just in time to watch Jackson Benedict drop his pants to the floor.
Ari couldn’t help but swallow at the sight of his erect cock. She’d suspected the man had a larger package than she’d ever seen before. Now she knew for certain that he did.
She licked her lips and realized that he was standing stock still, letting her look her fill. Cord came back into the bedroom and stood beside his brother.
“My, my, Red, you look just like a kid in a candy store.” He reached for his zipper, drawing her attention to him as he, too, shucked his pants.
Good Lord, he’s huge, too!
“Well at least now I know why they call you two The Wonder Twins!”
Both men burst out laughing, and then they climbed on the bed. Cord ranged himself on her left side, and Jackson stretched out beside her on her right.
Ari had used humor to cover up a very real spurt of nerves. Sex had never been a comfortable proposition for her. She wasn’t stupid enough to think it was painful for every woman, every time. She had never really been aroused, or very wet. Both of those conditions she’d experienced a little already today. She had hope that she’d get hotter and wetter and that with these men, the experience would be different.
But she only had hope, not experience, not yet.
Cord turned her face toward him, and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “What has you worried, sweetheart?”
She couldn’t prevent those nerves of hers from finding voice. “Will you even fit?”
Ari wasn’t certain what emotion flashed like quicksilver across his face. He cupped her cheek and raised her face until he could meet her gaze. “We’ll fit. We won’t hurt you, Ari. If we think there’ll be a problem, we’ll use lubricant.”
“You brought lube with you to Lusty?”
“No, Tinker Bell,” Jackson said. She looked at him. “We went out and got ourselves all sorts of interesting supplies right after the first time we laid eyes on you.” Jackson continued to meet her gaze for a moment. “And no, we didn’t buy them here. We went into Waco, to one of the malls.”
Cord stroked her cheek again, and she turned back to look at him. He bent over her, and gave her a soft, chaste kiss. Then, his gaze on hers, he slid his hand from her cheek, to her neck, and then down, softly, between her breasts. His fingers slowly stroked the underside of her left breast. He let his fingers gently trail over her nipple.
That little bud drew up and became even tighter than it already was, and the sensation bordered on painful.
“Which one of us do you want first, sweetheart?” Cord asked.
“No. I…I only want to decide yes, or no. I want the two of you to figure things out between you. I know that sounds like that wimpy woman you both don’t like.” She didn’t know if she could explain to them in a way that wouldn’t sound pathetic. She really did just want to be taken care of, a little.
Jackson’s voice, deeper and sexier than usual, drew her gaze.
“It doesn’t sound wimpy at all. To us, it sounds perfect. So just relax, baby. We’ve got you, and we’re going to take care of you.”
He lowered his head toward her. Ari sighed, closed her eyes, raised her face to meet his and parted her lips.
Jackson’s lips wooed hers. Back and forth, the wet heat seduced her, drawing her in, drawing her down so she became immersed in him completely. His tongue slid against hers, a gentle kind of stroking that urged her to open wider, to surrender.
She loved his flavor and the tiny little bit of suction he used, as if he would fuse their mouths together with not an ounce of air between them.
Though different, he and Cord were hands down the best kissers she’d ever known.
When he lifted his lips from hers, her eyes drifted open. The heat that glittered back at her from his gaze warmed something inside her that had been cold for a long, long time.
“I like the taste of you, Ari. I’m going to taste you some more—all over.”
He began to kiss a trail down her chest, and when he swirled his tongue around her nipple, a sound of pleasure teased her throat. Cord turned her head and met her gaze. His lips were spread in a sweet smile.
“I like that look on you. Like you’re letting yourself go, and just enjoying. I want to see more of it.” He laid his lips on hers. His kiss went from light to carnal in a heartbeat. She still had the essence of his brother on her tongue and for an instant the flavors combined, the taste of two men of strength, and it was the most erotic sensation ever.
She returned his kiss, her tongue eager to slip and slide. Arousal built through the tongue of one man that danced with hers and the tongue of the other that lapped at her skin and swirled around at her nipple. Her hands needed a part of this wonderment, too, and drifted down, one around Cord’s neck, and one down to rest on Jackson’s head.
Cord eased his lips from hers and delivered butterfly kisses to her eyes, then moved down her face to her cheeks and her chin. He licked a path down her neck. When his mouth settled over her other nipple, she cried out and laid her hand on his head.
Both nipples being sucked at the same time felt incredible, arousing her as she’d never been aroused, sending exciting tingles throughout her body. She’d believed her breasts held no pleasure for her, but she’d been wrong.
“Oh, oh yes.” Relief and excitement, joy and an achingly precious horniness, these emotions and sensations arose and swirled inside her. She undulated her hips, the movement practically instinctive. Hands moved on her as lips continued to kiss and tongues laved, and Ari let go for the first time in her life. She let go of control and just let herself be carried away by the pure pleasure permeating her every pore.
“That’s it, baby. Just give yourself to us.” Jackson’s deep voice reverberated against the wet flesh of her nipple.
“You taste so good. You’reso responsive, Red.” Cord brushed his hand down her stomach, and then strummed his fingers back and forth over her mound. “So smooth, like silk here. I like that you keep this naked. I like that you don’t want to hide your cunt behind your curls.”
“Oh, God.” The combination of their fingers and lips and words transported her to a realm of erotica, a realm she never thought to visit.

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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

TwoLips Reviews Interview with KC Klein

TwoLips Reviews Interview with KC Klein

KC Klein has lived most of her life with her head in the clouds and her nose buried in a book. She did stop reading long enough to make a home with a real life hero, her husband, for over sixteen years. A mother of two children, she spends her time slaying dragons, saving princesses, and championing the belief in the happily-ever-after. Her debut novel, Dark Future, is afinalist in the 2012 Prism contest and has been honored with a reviewers choice award. Her other titles include a sci- fi, 2012 RONE award winning romance anthology, Hotter on the Edge, and the first two books in her Texas Fever contemporary romance series, Texas Wide Open, and HustlinTexas. KC loves to hear from readers and can be found desperately pounding away on her laptop in yoga pants and leopard slippers or more conveniently at www.kckleinbooks.com.

TLR: How did you start writing erotica?

KCK: Why do people keep asking me that? I think it’s the cover of Texas Wide Open. When you put her boots, her hands, and the title together people tend to come to the wrong conclusion. ☺ Since I don’t write erotica that’s an easy question to answer—I haven’t. LOL! I don’t expect to be writing erotica anytime soon. After four novels and two novellas, I am finding the sex scenes quite a challenge.

TLR: Tell me about your writing process - what really gets your creative juices flowing?

KCK: My creative writing process has changed over the years. When I first started to write I never thought about how I wrote. I just did. I wanted to be an author ever since I can remember. Creating stories in my head came natural to me. I thought everyone did that.

Now, that I have to write on demand, sort of speak, things have changed. I learned that I have to protect and nurture that creative well inside of me. After a long day of writing the last thing I want to do is read a book. I know that sounds weird. I have a huge love of reading, but by the end of the day I don’t want to see any words on the page. I turned toward TV as a way to relax. At first it was fine, but as the weeks turned into months I realized that I was losing my story. It took me a while to figure out that I needed to read. I needed to stimulate my imagination and “see” the stories in my head even if they aren’t mine.

Reading is what every author needs to do.

TLR: Do you have any unique rituals that get you in the mood to write?

KCK: I like to exercise in the morning. I always, always need my coffee. I love fat-free French vanilla creamer. I wrote my first two books longhand in spiral-bound notebooks. I now write on an Alphasmart on the patio in my backyard.

TLR: Are you able to devote yourself to a full time career as an author? If not, how do you balance your writing with other aspects of your day to day life?

KCK: Balance? What balance? I’m writing this interview on Thanksgiving day. ☺ (no worries, I am having family day tomorrow. )

I can’t devote myself to a full-time career as a writer. I work part-time, have small children, and spend a lot of time volunteering. It’s hard, but this is how I’ve learned to live my life.
I read an author interview somewhere where she talks about how she’s written so many books and has written two or three series. At first I was jealous. Wow, this woman has got it down. Then I continued to read and found out she really never leaves her house. It was literally something like she made a trip to the grocery store once a week and that was it. All she does it write like all day.

I don’t want to live my life like that. I work out five days a week. My health is important to me. I have a great relationship with my extended family and friends, and most importantly my husband and kids. I’ve made my choice, and if that means I only write one book a year then I am okay with that.

TLR: Who are your literary influences/inspirations?

KCK: I love Karen Marie Moning, Diana Gabaldon, and Philippa Gregory. All of them are wonderful authors and something to aspire to.

TLR: What’s the best advice you’ve been given as an author? The worst?

KCK: As an author that you need to read—inside your genre, outside your genre, it doesn’t matter. Just read.

The worst was to stop reading romance because you may unintentionally plagiarize another author’s work. The reality is we “steal” things from everything around us, music, books, my husband’s bad jokes. Plagiarism is copying so many words or ideas from a source that it makes up the majority of your work.
Reading a good book and seeing how an author creates tension or handles a certain turning point is just about making yourself a better writer.

TLR: Are there any genres that you’d like to explore in the future?

KCK: Ummm….good question. Yes. I’ve written in sci-fi romance which has always been my first love. I would love to write a historical, and I have a great series idea for a dystopian YA. Of course, at the heart of them all would be the romance. I am a romance reader and writer to the core.

TLR: What’s the most memorable thing a reviewer has said about your work?

KCK: I love when a reviewer says that my book was a surprise. That they didn’t expect the intensity, the humor, or the twist at the end. I love when they say their whole life was put on hold because they just had to finish. They had to find out what happens next.

I am a relatively new author, and readers aren’t really sure what to expect when they pick up my books. My books, even my contemporary romances, are gritty, intense, funny, and fast paced.

TLR: What genre is your favorite to kick back and relax to?

KCK: I like contemporary romance, historicals, but I am also trying to delve into the classics. I always want to improve and what better way than learning from the masters.

TLR: If you could choose anyone you wanted as a partner for one steamy night - who would it be and why?

KCK: Umm…Hugh Jackman. There is just nothing wrong with that man.

TLR: What’s your favorite part of a man’s body? A woman’s?

KCK: His eyes. Her lips.

TLR: When meeting someone for the first time, what’s the first thing that grabs you about them?

KCK: Their smile. I really am into teeth, occupational hazard. I’m a dental hygienist by day and romance writer by night.

TLR: What’s turns you on? Off?

KCK: A sense of humor. An arrogant attitude.

TLR: What food is guaranteed to put you in the mood for some steamy loving?

KCK: That would be wine, but you have to act fast because following the steamy feeling is the sleepy feeling. My husband has learned to be quick on his feet. Things can go from hot to night-night fast. ☺

TLR: What are a few of your guilty pleasures?

KCK: I love wine. I love chocolate. I love, love salty chocolate. Oh yeah, did I mention wine?

TLR: If you could have one superhero power, what would it be and why?

KCK: To never have to sleep. Is there a superhero who has that power? Insomniac-man? NoDoz-woman? (Leanna/TLR: I think I’d love to be her side-kick - never enough hours in the day!)

TLR: Can you give us any hints as to what’s on the horizon for you?

KCK: Hints? I’ll tell you anything you want to know. LOL! Next, is the third installment of the Texas Fever series. This will be Cash’s and Lauren’s story. I would love, LOVE to write the sequel to Dark Future. No one would read it (no one read the first. Oops, I take that back Two Lips did a review on Dark Future, so one person read it. ☺), but I still want to write it. (Leanna/TLR: I have this book on my TBR pile and I’m excited to read it, but I can tell you that there are quite a few 4 and 5 star reviews on Amazon!)

TLR: Where is the best place to keep up to date on your upcoming releases and works in progress?

KCK: My poor neglected website at kckleinbooks.com, but if you really want to keep up to date please sign up for my newsletter. I talk about all my upcoming releases, sales, and I want to start giving away free gifts. So just go to my website and click on the sign-up button on the side.  (Leanna/TLR: If you’re on Facebook - you can like KC’s author page here:

I also do a quarterly giveaway on my Facebook page for anyone who likes my page or signs up for my newsletter.

To celebrate my latest release, Hustlin’ Texas, I am giving an e-book away. To enter just Facebook, tweet, or Pintrest the blog post and then come back and comment that you shared. Thanks again and happy reading!

KC Klein

Here are what some people are saying about KC Klein:


“Sassy, sexy, fun, but sweet at heart, KC Klein knows how to spin a tall Texas yarn.”—Lori Wilde

“A sexy read. KC Kleins hero is as hot as a Texan summers day. KC is an author to watch..” —Rachel Gibson

Only one person in Oak Groves is happy to see bad girl Nikki Logan back in town…

Oak Grovesmost beloved bachelor, Jett Avery, lives by a simple set of rules. Getting involved with a complicated woman isnt one of them. He learned that the hard way two years ago when he spent one of the most incredible nights of his life with Nikki Logan. But then she hightailed it out of town, never to be seen again—until now. It might be time to break one of those rules…

Picking up the pieces of her life, Nikki is back in Oak Groves, face to face with the one man shes done her best to forget. But she has her reasons for being here—and they dont include winding up in bed with Jett. Especially since hell never forgive her once he finds out the truth about why shes back…


“A tortured hero, a love that defies distance and time…this is a book you wont soon forget.” –Cat Johnson

Katie Harris loved growing up on a ranch. She had her horse, the beautiful Texas prairie, and Cole Logan, the cowboy next door. But there are a lot of secrets hidden under a Texas sky…
Katie always knew shed marry Cole one day—until he broke her dreams and her heart. But now that Katies father is sick, shes back home, older, wiser and nowhere near the love-sick fool she once was.
Cole knows Katie doesnt want anything to do with him. But after so many years, he cant pretend shes no more than a neighbor. Holding his ground was hard enough when she was seventeen. Now that shes her own woman, Coles heart doesnt stand a chance…
“Passionate, gritty and fast paced…with a hot blooded, honorable hero to make every woman's knees go weak.”—Diane Whiteside
Blurb for DARK FUTURE:
A woman caught between two futures...

Awakened in the middle of the night by a future version of herself, Kris Davenport is given a mission: go travel in time to save the world--and his life. Of course, her future self doesn't tell her who he is just sends her into the darkness and straight into an alien invasion.

...must choose between the man who has her heart...

He turns out to be ConRad Smith, the callous, untrusting military commander of Earth's army and the world's last defense. There's only one way for Smith to know for sure if this strange woman is an alien spy--slice her throat. Except, he didn't anticipate the desire he would feel as he interrogates the hot-tempered, warm-blooded woman. 

...or the fate that saves the world.

As Kris and ConRad struggle to trust each other in a world on the brink of destruction, they each will have to face the ultimate choice of whether to fight or die... survive or forgive. 

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