Author Interview with Natalina Reis @limitlessbooks @TichaB
Author Interview with Natalina Reis
What inspires you to write?
Pretty much anything; music, something I witnessed at the coffee shop, something that happened at work, dreams, pictures, words…there is an infinite source for writing inspiration in the world around us.
Tell us about your writing process.
I’m a pantser who plans the bare minimum (and even that is often changed as I write). I just sit at the computer and let my brain and my fingers take me where they may. It sounds weird but it works most of the time. I seem to be very productive when I write at my favorite coffee shop. I think the noise around me, the human ebb and flow just stimulates my imagination.
Do you listen (or talk to) to your characters?
I talk to my characters ALL the time as if they really exist, which of course they do even if only in my head 🙂 I especially enjoy “discussing” things with them when I am stuck. The characters are often the ones who create the next step in my stories. I guess writing is a very special kind of madness, LOL.
Who are your favorite authors?
I have so many, but on the top of the list I have to put Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, Agatha Christie, J.K. Rowling, Kate Morton, Victoria Aveyard, and Mary E. Pearson.
How did you decide how to publish your books?
I have always wanted to be traditionally published so I decided to try it again (I had tried it many years ago). To my shock and delight I was picked up by a publisher shortly after I began submitting my novel. Self-publishing scares me a little, so going the traditional way is a bit like having a safety blanket.
What do you think about the future of book publishing?
I can only hope that book lovers keep growing and that the business never disappears. It will obviously change with the times, but I think people will always need that escape, that time and space travelling device that is literature in one form or another.
What genres do you write?
Romance, Fantasy, Speculative Fiction
What formats are your books in?
eBook, Print
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Excerpt from We Will Always Have the Closet
“Hmph.” She felt herself bump into someone. Her first instinct was to run out, but her common sense dictated she stay put. If she left the closet, Jonas would catch her red-handed, and she was not going to give him the satisfaction. It was pitch dark in the oddly small closet and she couldn’t see who was behind her. But she could feel his hard body crushed against hers, his muscle tight against her softness. She tried to make room between them but to no avail. Unsettled, she wiggled in vain, trying to put some space between them. The empty hangers swung by her head and she reached up to stop the ensuing rattling. Who made such a tiny closet?
Strong hands spun her around until she was facing the stranger. “Don’t say anything,” the male voice whispered in her ear. His warm breath on the side of her face sent an irrational shiver of pleasure through her. Her forever curious hands, caught between their bodies, moved of their own accord to explore the stranger’s sculptural hard muscles in unabashed awe. “Get a grip, you idiot,” she chided herself in a soft, but audible voice.
“Are you nuts?” the man whispered. “Do you want to be caught?” They both stiffened at the approaching sound of high heels clicking on the wooden floors. It was not Jonas after all.
“Maybe I don’t care if I get caught,” she spat in an annoyed whisper.
“Well, you did hide in this freakishly small closet, didn’t you?” he said by her ear, sending shivers down her spine once again. “Can you move away a bit?”
“Don’t you think I would if I could?” she replied, getting more irritated by the second; mostly with herself since her body seemed to be enjoying the close quarters a lot more than she felt was appropriate. She tried to wiggle her body away from his, succeeding instead at an even more intimate contact. By the feel of the hardness growing against her hip, he was also obviously enjoying their closeness. “Could you please control your loins?” she hissed between her teeth.
“Loins? Really? Who says that nowadays?” He chuckled quietly, touching her ear with his lips. A soft moan escaped her lips as a frisson of pure pleasure ran through her. What kind of magic was this? “I am not the one who is rubbing herself against my so-called loins so just stop it and they will behave.”
RONIN’S BONDMATE by Mardi Maxwell @MardiMaxwellRom
RONIN’S BONDMATE by Mardi Maxwell
(M/F, steamy sci-fi romance)
Publication date June 30, 2016:
“Only one man in the Universe can save her—if she’ll let him!”
BLURB:
Krystali enchantress Belle of the House of Arlyn stands accused of spying and has been banished from her community. The truth would exonerate her but she doesn’t dare tell it. As an enchantress she can provide for herself except when it comes to defense. For that she needs a worthy warrior.
Zarronian warrior Ronin Hughson recognized Belle as his mate the moment he saw her. Eager to bond, he approached her and was immediately put off by her spoiled behavior. After consulting with the starship’s doctor, he believes Krystali will produce a kinder mate for him. In the meantime, he feels drawn to protect the spoiled enchantress.
Belle makes sure he knows she doesn’t want him anywhere near her. Ronin makes sure she knows he’s the only warrior willing to protect her. Resigned to traveling together they try to ignore each other, but Ronin’s mating fever and Belle’s troubles set them up for a destiny they can’t avoid.
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30277047-ronin-s-bondmate
Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Mardi-Maxwell/e/B00HUWU9FM
EXCERPT:
Ronin Hughson shoved his way through the crowd of hostile Krystali warriors and their enchantresses. With his pack hooked over his shoulder, and freedom just a meter away, he hesitated then moved another step closer to the exit. The battle beginning behind him was one he had every intention of missing. A rarity for a Zarronian warrior who spent his life fighting and searching for his mate.
Behind him, Bellya of the House of Arlyn, stood alone in the center of the room. Angry Krystalis surrounded her, determined to deliver the punishment she’d worked so long and hard to earn.
He told himself to keep going. Don’t look back. Don’t look at her. Don’t—damn, too late. His head swiveled as if he had no control over it.
She stood alone, surrounded but in no way defenseless. Still Zarronian warriors were taught to protect females and she was quite a sight. Tall and curvaceous with long dark wavy hair and soft brown eyes. Plump lips made for kissing and hips a warrior could hold onto during the most intense moments of passion.
Her chin was up and the expression on her face dared the crowd to do their worst. Although he abhorred her arrogance he couldn’t help but admire her bravado. He took another step toward freedom then with a curse he turned back. Honor forced him to stay because whether he liked it or not the blasted female was his mate!
The moment he’d seen her he’d known she was the one female in the universe who could save him. The joy, relief and excitement he’d felt had been overwhelming until he’d actually met her. She’d been rude and obnoxious and had treated him like saber cat scat.
He’d made allowances for her. Telling himself she was young and inexperienced. That they’d just gotten off to a bad start, and he needed to go slowly with her. Now, after spending more time with her, he knew she was the last female he wanted as a mate
He had six moon phases before the Zarronian mating fever blazed out of control and killed him. Bonding with Bellya would save him but he’d rather choose a warriors’ death in battle. Ironically, either choice would have him fighting for his life.
Disappointed that he’d finally met his mate and she was so wrong for him, he’d spoken to one of the starship’s doctors. Borg Veeson had advised him to wait a while in case another Krystali female drew him to her. He’d traveled from one encampment to another, meeting hundreds of Krystali females. None had caught his attention, or raised his fever a single degree. Discouraged, he’d returned to Bellya’s village.
Now, looking around he wondered if one of the other Zarronian warriors would step forward to protect her. Most of them weren’t even paying attention to the proceedings. The few who were appeared to do so only out of curiosity.
Cursing them, he watched as the crowd closed in around her. She, of course, appeared bored and put out with the entire proceedings. An attitude that increased the tension in the room. It also increased the rage of the people around her who were ready for a bit of well-earned revenge.
Sighing, he moved to within a few meters of her and prepared himself to save her.
His movement drew her attention and for a moment their eyes met. Her eyes hardened as she gave him a disdainful get lost look then turned her back on him. He growled with anger and clenched his hands to keep from reaching out and pulling her over his knee so he could swat her delectable bottom.
BIO
I have four siblings but I’ve always been the odd ball of the family. My parents used to tell people they had two sons, two daughter, and Mardi. lol I love looking at life from many points of view so that must be why I love the quirky and the unique. I believe in UFOs, ghosts, and that we have a space station on the dark side of the moon. When I read I like romance with BDSM, suspense, and lots of tears and laughter, as well as a happy ending. That’s also what I write. People ask what I do when I’m not writing. I’m just running around, living my life. I’m a terrible gardener (everything dies) but I refuse to give it up. I like to cook but only when I’m in the mood so most of the time its microwavable veggies and cold fruit with cheese. And, don’t forget that glass of wine during my evening Wine and Reading Hour. I love to travel, but then who doesn’t, and I love just hanging out with family and friends.
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SURPRISING MYSELF audiobook, COME ABOARD by Lea Bronsen @LeaBronsen @InsatiablePress
Thank you for hosting my first audio release, the erotica anthology SURPRISING MYSELF!
What is your secret fantasy? That one thing you dream of doing but have never had the chance to fulfill in real life… Thirteen writers present sexy, steamy stories of women getting the chance to live out their personal fantasies. What’s yours? Whether it’s several lovers at the same time for a pulse-pounding ménage scene or the allure of getting caught in public, these stories will set your mind ablaze. From voyeurism in a sex club to swinging, cuckolding to cosplay, SURPRISING MYSELF brings you stories from thirteen hot new writers to watch out for and just might make you think about fulfilling your own wildest fantasy.

ABOUT LEA BRONSEN’S STORY “COME ABOARD”
Lorna, a young American reporter, travels to a port town in France to cover a yacht race. She hopes she’ll be able to experience her wildest fantasy on the beach – sex in public. Due to getting on the wrong train, she has an argument with the controller, who she finds both immensely sexy and annoyingly arrogant.
When he brings her to the engine, pretending to restrain her but instead getting intimate with her, she sees the opportunity to live out her fantasy…
TRAILER
EXCERPT
If lucky, I might even meet a handsome Frenchman with whom to spend Saturday night. I’m single, have been for the past few months, and at twenty-three, the lack of sex for such a long time is driving me half-nuts. An interlude with a local hotness on one of the warm beaches of Sables sounds like an irresistible idea. Yes, a beach, or any other public place. The eBook I’m reading features a heroine getting the fuck of her life in an open park at night against a tree in full view of passersby. I want that kind of excitement, too. The three boyfriends I’ve had in the past few years were good in bed but not daring enough. I yearn for someone to do something crazy and a little forbidden with me, in public visibility. Surely, that hint of dangerousness, the possibility of being caught by the authorities, should increase the sexual experience—and our orgasms—tenfold.
For now, I’ll have to do with checking out the cute Maghrebian controller while waiting for him to examine my ticket. Row after row, he walks the narrow aisle toward me, distributing polite smiles to the passengers and answering questions. Tall and broad-shouldered, he has the looks and build of a soccer player. A black tribal tattoo appears below the short sleeve of his purple shirt and travels down his sun-kissed, muscular forearm. Beneath his gray cap, he sports a short buzz cut, and two or three days’ worth of black beard stubble covers his cheeks and chin, just enough to make him…oh, God, immensely sexy. With full lips, a strong nose, and black olive-shaped eyes, he’s a gem of North Africa, an exotic, roughly polished jewel. He would definitely fit in my fuck-on-the-beach fantasy.
BOOK LINKS
Audio: Insatiable Press / Amazon
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ABOUT LEA BRONSEN

I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance.
I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:
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DESERT HEAT & NATIVE TONGUE Audiobook by Lucy Felthouse @cw1985
Desert Heat & Native Tongue by Lucy Felthouse Now Available in Audiobook Format! #audiobook #military #interracial #erotica #romance #gay #mm
The critically acclaimed military erotic romance duo, Desert Heat & Native Tongue by Lucy Felthouse are now available in audiobook format. Narrated by popular voice artist Joel Leslie, you can now listen to these stories on the go!
Blurbs:
Desert Heat:
Their love is forbidden by rules, religion and risk. Yet still they can’t resist.
Captain Hugh Wilkes is on his last tour of duty in Afghanistan. The British Army is withdrawing, and Wilkes expects his posting to be event-free. That is, until he meets his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, who awakens desires in Wilkes that he’d almost forgotten about, and that won’t be ignored.
Native Tongue:
They may be back on British soil, but the battle isn’t over.
When Captain Hugh Wilkes fell for his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, he always knew things would never be easy. After months of complete secrecy, their return to England should have spelt an end to the sneaking around and the insane risks. But it seems there are many obstacles for them to overcome before they can truly be happy together. Can they get past those obstacles, or is this one battle too many for their fledgling relationship?
Audio links:
Amazon UK Amazon US Audible UK Audible US iTunes UK iTunes US
eBook and print links available here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/desert-heat-native-tongue/
Reviews:
Desert Heat:
“I enjoyed this story. The build up of the sexual tension between Wilkes and Balkhi had me at the edge of my seat up until the explosive moment when it came to a head. Another great novella, a quick and enjoyable read and easy to recommend.” 4 out of 5, Love Bites and Silk Ties
“What a great start to the story this was! I absolutely enjoyed this story. One thing I loved about this book was the quality of the detail. The descriptive is brilliant and it allowed me to submerge in the place and the characters. Thank You Lucy for allowing to read this instalment. Have read the sequel so watch this space!” 4 out of 5, Jo&Isalovebooks
Native Tongue:
“All in all, this is a fantastic story that brings the story of these two characters to a wonderful happy ever after. For sure, this is my favourite book from this author.” 5 out of 5, Love Bites and Silk Ties
“Native Tongue is the perfect, sweet ending to Hugh and Rustam’s story. One that starts off with a lot of stress, hardship and hiding. Now they can be together and there for each other in the open, with support and no fear. Perfect!” 3 Chicks After Dark
Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller) and Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller). Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter and Facebook. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9
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BLOWN by Rose Wulf @RoseWulfAuthor @evernightpub
Hello! Thank you for having me!
Today I’m here to talk about my brand-new release, Blown (Elemental 2)!
Blown
Elemental Series, book 2
Paranormal romance
M/F
Blurb:
With enemies that can pull lightning from the sky, it’s probably a bad time to fall in love.
Air elemental Nate Hawke had it bad for his new renter, Madison Price. He should have been staying away, but then it was too late – her place of work was up in flames. So he planted himself at her side, vowing to stand between his enemies and the woman he was falling in love with, come what may.
Madison knew better than to have a thing for her sexy new landlord. She just couldn’t help herself. After her work burned to the ground, leaving her with the battle scars to prove it, she didn’t have much better to do than think about Nate Hawke. She just never imagined what he and his brothers were capable of – or what it might mean if she were to lose him.
Excerpt:
UNYIELDING: Tortured Love book 1 by Ravenna Tate @RavennaTate @evernightpub

UNYIELDING – Tortured Love 1
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BLURB
Graphic designer Lynda Shelton has agreed to marry Mergers and Acquisitions legend Merrick Dalton for one reason only—to save her family’s company. She’s warned this is a marriage in name only. Merrick will never love her. That’s fine with Lynda because she has sworn off men.
Merrick Dalton has wanted Shelton Energy for a long time, so when he’s asked to save the company, he jumps at the chance. He has vowed never to love another woman, but Merrick can give Lynda what he’s been assured she wants—material comfort and social standing.
The one place where Merrick and Lynda connect is in bed. She has a penchant for his kinky tastes, and he stirs desire in her like she’s never known. But when their secrets surface, the reason they married turns into a dangerous game of illusions and lies.
EXCERPT
He kissed her rough and hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Lynda melted against him, powerless to do anything except enjoy it. Her hands circled his waist, then moved to his firm ass. He moaned deep in his throat, so she pushed his sweatpants down and reached between their bodies to grasp his cock.
“Oh, baby…” He trailed his tongue across her cheek then down to her neck, where he planted tiny bites along her jaw and collarbone. Lynda stroked him, moving her hand up and down over the entire length of his dick. “That feels so fucking nice!”
He was rock hard and slick, and she was sure she’d go out of her mind with need. Merrick moved his hand off her face and slid it between her legs, massaging her clit with one thumb while his fingers probed her wetness. “You’re ready for me, aren’t you, Lynda?
“Yes!”
He let go of her and stepped back, then removed his sweats and tossed them across the room. When he embraced her again, he eased them both down to the floor. He covered her body with his and kissed her again, taking his time and torturing her with desire.
She moaned into his mouth and writhed against him, running her hands up and down his back and ass. He had such a beautiful body, and the way his muscles flexed under her touch left her breathless. The power emanating from this man was intoxicating. She couldn’t get enough.
Merrick released her mouth and trailed his tongue and hands over her breasts again, then spread her legs and dove between them. “I can smell how fucking ready you are for me.”
She cried out as he clamped his mouth on her pussy, sucking hard. It took mere seconds for her to come, and when he realized what was happening, he pushed two fingers into her wetness. Lynda was nothing at that moment except a body filled with lust. Her mind couldn’t process anything except Merrick and what he did to her.
Merrick moved his fingers in and out, prolonging her contractions until she could hardly breathe, and then he slid a finger into her ass. This time, it didn’t burn. It only served to make her want more inside there. She wanted him to fill her up and fuck her raw. She’d never felt this way about sex. Not even close. This man had put a spell on her and she was powerless under it, but that’s exactly where she wanted to be.
He removed his fingers and kissed her again, rough and hard. “I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
“Yes … please…”
Merrick brushed a hand across her hair in a tender gesture that left her speechless, and then he sat back on his heels, lifted her hips from underneath, and plunged his dick into her pussy. She groaned loudly as the sweet sensations from his thrusting washed over her. Her back hurt from lying on the floor, but she didn’t give a shit. She never wanted this to stop.
He pulled her into a sitting position so she was on top of him, and then kissed her again, cupping her face with both hands. When he released it, he grasped her hips and moved her up and down. “That’s it, baby. Fuck me good.”
With his cock pushing all the way inside like this, Lynda gasped at the combination of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. He was so damn big! But it felt fucking incredible. She clung to his arms and shivered as the muscles in them flexed with each movement.
“Look at me.” Their eyes met, and Lynda’s heart fluttered at the expression on his face. It was a combination of pure lust and awe. “You’re my wife. You’re mine. I’m not letting you go.”
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