Tuesday, November 17, 2009

EPIC Finalist

Bonnie Dee and I learned this weekend that Butterfly Unpinned is a finalist in the erotica category. Yippee!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Guest Bloggin' at Erotic Muses

I wanted to share this yesterday, but a virus/trojan thingee locked down anything Google on my PC. Anywho, visit Erotic Muses if you'd like to read about my recent art adventure.

Saturday, August 01, 2009

Sexiest Song Ever.... and More Reviews for Butterfly

Oh my God, I am so in love with St. Vincent's Your Lips Are Red from Marry Me. This has got to be the sexiest, rawest, most intense song ever.

Okay, now to collect myself...

Heather at Fallen Angel Reviews gave Butterfly Unpinned 5 Angels and a Recommended Read.

What a horrifying, powerful and beautiful story.... I was gripped hard from the very beginning and I couldn’t put it down until I’d read the very last word. This was so much more than I was expecting and it was a veritable whirlwind of emotions....

The contrast between the two different worlds represented in this novel was stark and clearly defined. It almost seemed as if I had been holding my breath for the first half of the story and then was finally able to breathe as it transitioned into the second half of the book, very skillfully and cleverly done! I have to say that I took a small break to recommend this book to a few friends before I was even finished reading it and I can’t give it a higher recommendation than that!

Also in is a 10 out of 10 from Kirsten at Book Series Reviews.

The first half of the book is exciting, titillating, emotional, and thought provoking. But it is the latter half of the book that makes this book so special. It's the reverse of most BDSM books, where a submissive is learning what it means to be submissive, is accepting that part of his or herself. In this book, we see someone who has been a 24/7 micro-managed slave with no safeword and no negotiation power walk back into the real world and try to find herself....

Butterfly Unpinned easily gets a 10 of 10. I'm looking through the two author's other books to see what else they have written. And should the two authors team up again I will probably automatically buy whatever they write. I loved the ending of Butterfly Unpinned, but I would still love to see more written about these characters. Or even about other characters we met in this book.

Thanks, Heather and Kirsten!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

More Reviews for Butterfly Unpinned

Bonnie and I were pleased to read these.

5 Cups from Regina at Coffee Time Romance:

This story does a great job of showing both the worst and the best of the BDSM world, and the line is very clearly drawn by the authors. They absolutely nailed life on the reservation, what it is like, as well as, how the Navaho are. I especially enjoyed reading about how Bryan's family accepted and even wanted to help Sylvia, even going so far as to include her in ceremonies which as a Native person myself, I thought was extremely appropriate and accurate given her background. I also really loved how Bryan treated Sylvia, how their relationship developed over time, and just how they loved each other. This is one you want to add to your keeper shelves, I know I am!

Smokin' - 4 Wine Glasses from Natalie at IReadRomance:

I recommend this book to anyone who would like to see inside the minds of those that live and play in the BDSM community. The psychology behind the decisions of each character is so intricate and overall the tale definitely opened my eyes. I learned many things reading this and was very pleased with the growth that the heroine and hero portrayed to create a believable contemporary relationship. A warning that the scenes are meltingly hot and an SM one even made me wince with its graphic detail. Kudos to both authors on this joint effort.

9 our 10 Stars from BookUtopiaMom at Uniquely Pleasureable:

The balance of Butterfly's fragility and Bryan’s savior complex is a careful one, as is the dark sensuality prevalent in the first half with the deeper, heart-stopping eroticism of the second.... When the end of the year rolls around, I wouldn't be surprised to see [Bryan] on my list of favorite heroes of the year. He is the real heart of this book for me, and pushes this darkly sensual, unrestrained romance into a keeper status regardless of my other misgivings.

And from Mrs. Giggles:

Do I believe that they are in love? I believe I do, yes. This story is very readable.... This one isn't just about the erotic jollies, it's also about the characters finding themselves in the process.

The reviews for BU have been very thoughtful and balanced, more so than most I've ever received for other titles of mine. Is that because it's longer? Not sure, but I was worried over how Butterfly's treatment by Gary would be received, but people seem to understand how this works in the story.

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Amber Quill Press

If you'd like to learn more about this great epub, head over to Reviews by Jessewave for an in-depth interview with Trace Edward Zaber.

Trace is one of the owners, the Editorial Director and the Creative Director for AQP. I love all the publishers I'm associated with, but AQP holds a special place in my heart for how fast (and thoroughly) they respond to questions, how whole-heartedly they embraced the MM subgenre, and how well the websites (Amber Allure, Amber Heat, and Amber Quill) are put together. The three sites link to each other seamlessly, offer user-friendly navigation, and have probably the most info per book (and author) of any site out there. At AQP sites, you'll easily find the author bios, author pictures, all books by the author, info on series, excerpts, reviews, and purchase info. I wish all sites were this comprehensive.

While you're there at Reviews by Jessewave, check out the left side of her blog. Eye candy galore... Heading back over for a second look ;)

Monday, June 01, 2009

A New Review for BU

Another wonderful review for Butterfly Unpinned.

Chrissy Dionne at Romance Junkies gave it 5 Red Ribbons and says:

Laura Bacchi and Bonnie Dee tell an emotion driven story with BUTTERFLY UNPINNED... BUTTERFLY UNPINNED is an intense story that does have many scenes that are graphic in nature and disturbing. However, because of those very scenes Butterfly’s strength and Bryan’s fortitude shine and prove that love can conquer all – even when the whole situation appears hopeless. I have to confess, I’m morbidly curious about the other women left in the mansion. Their plight is just as worrisome as Butterfly’s so I’ve got my fingers crossed that they’ll break free as well.

Thanks, Chrissy, for the kind words about our story. You can read the entire review here.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Claimed Excerpt

Here's a long excerpt from Claimed for a sleepy Sunday morning. Enjoy!

It was a spool of what appeared to be thick white thread.

He must've seen the question in my eyes. "For binding books...and other things."

My fingers gripped the desktop tighter. "Like my legs and arms?"

"I guess we'll see, won't we?"

Patience, Bailey. Patience. I watched as he spun a huge length of it into the valley between my breasts. Satisfied with how much he'd unwound, he bit it off with his teeth and wrapped the thread around my nipples until they were trapped in tight knots. Then he threaded it under me and brought it up again to crisscross along my upper chest and shoulders before continuing on to my upper arms, under and over me again and again. After tying my wrists together, he leaned down to secure the strings to something--the legs of the desk?--before bending over me upside down for a kiss.

I felt like a fly trapped in a spider's web. String tickled my nose. He tugged the bit of thread near my left nipple. The knot tightened around me. I squirmed in my netting and watched as he took the poor bud into his mouth. It was as if all my nerve endings had converged in that one nipple. Moisture slipped from between my pussy lips--whatever he'd left on his desk would soon be ruined with my dampness.

Next came my knees. He knotted the string to one, then fastened it to my wrists and slowly did the same with my other knee, his fingers teasing my thighs, stomach, and arms on the way up. When he was done, the string held my legs up, open and apart.

"Relax, Sibeta."

He massaged my thighs to make his point. The muscles there were tight--I was afraid to relax, afraid the string would hurt if I put pressure on it. He pushed on the length of thread between my knees, testing it. Testing me. I took a deep breath and let my legs do whatever they wanted. They fell to the sides, and the string did hurt. But just a little.

"Not too tight?" he asked.

I shook my head. His hand then cradled my pussy, fingers gliding over it. Through it. Deep inside. The fingertips of his other hand ran along the flesh constricted by the thread, dazzling my nerves with the barest of touches on the undersides of my breasts, the curves of my upper arms, my knotted nipples... It was as if every part of my body, every miniscule cell, sang for his touch. He knew it, too, because when he leaned to one side to suckle one engorged nipple, he grinned up at me and pointedly rested a hand on my panting chest.

"You like this."

"Yes. I like."

Teeth and tongue assaulted my breasts while my ass writhed to get his attention. He halted my movements below the waist with a firm cupping of my mound. A quick finger swirled in my slit, then--after a hasty exit--the same finger probed my ass.

Where I expected pain I got only pleasure. His mouth sucked harder. His finger went deeper. And his thumb--his talented thumb--fondled my clit with little sweeps from top to bottom. It stopped just once...to dip into the liquid heat dripping from my core...then returned to paint me with my own juices until the slipping and sliding undid me. My heart went wild, beating like crazy, only to stop when the pad of his thumb nudged the sensitive tab he understood so well. Sometimes he'd miss the perfect spot, but a miss only made the next hit that much more amazing, and finally I broke.

I heard the soft, wet sounds of my orgasm, the greedy mouth of my cunt clutching at air to entice his other hand into it. Into me. But I couldn't believe it was me, couldn't believe that I deserved such pleasure. Unstoppable sounds burst from my throat until he covered my lips with his palm, and bliss radiated from my pussy and ass. Filled me. Thrummed out to each fingertip and toe.

It would've been perfect--absolutely perfect--had he finished me off with a thrust of eager cock, and by the end of the climax, I was weeping for it.

He kissed my eyelids. "I would if I could. I swear it."

"Please? Kennar, I'm begging you."