{"id":697,"date":"2008-12-11T19:26:00","date_gmt":"2008-12-11T19:26:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/blog\/?p=697"},"modified":"2008-12-11T19:26:00","modified_gmt":"2008-12-11T19:26:00","slug":"guest-blogger-eve-summers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/blog\/2008\/12\/11\/guest-blogger-eve-summers\/","title":{"rendered":"Guest Blogger &#8211; Eve Summers"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have the pleasure of welcoming Eve Summers to my blog today&#8230;<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0pt 15px 20px 0pt; float: left; width: 200px;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/redrosepublishing.com\/bookstore\/product_info.php?products_id=245\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 0pt 10px; width: 200px; height: 300px;\" src=\"http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/images\/guestblog\/yvonne.jpg\" alt=\"A Slave of My Own Desire\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/><span style=\"color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;\" >Price: $1.99<br \/>Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance<br \/>Length: 65 pages<\/span><\/div>\n<p><a style=\"font-weight: bold;\" href=\"http:\/\/redrosepublishing.com\/bookstore\/product_info.php?products_id=245\">A Slave of My Own Desire<\/a><br \/><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Eve Summers<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Can hot steamy chocolate and warm vanilla mix?<\/p>\n<p>Clare\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ex-fianc\u00c3\u00a9 treated her like a queen: he was kind, attentive to her needs in bed and b-o-r-i-n-g. He never made her do what she wanted him to make her do.<\/p>\n<p>From the moment Clare sets eyes on David at a Halloween party, her hormones go wild with desire. His arrogant smile promises something darker, deeper and more intense. He is Trouble &#8211; with a big, big T. And yet, the mistake of letting him would be even bigger.<\/p>\n<p>David believes love is not worth the pain it brings, no matter how divine Clare looks in her goddess costume. To him, she is just a rich white girl bored of vanilla sex, and he is happy to show her a good time.<\/p>\n<p>So why does he melt inside every time their eyes meet?<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"clear: both; width: 100%; text-align: center;\">* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * <\/div>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Tell us a little about your story.<\/span><br \/>&#8220;A slave of my own desire&#8221; is about a modern woman who is trying hard to fit in. She dates nice boring men her parents approve of, yet what she wants is a man who will  play with her mind, see through her cool exterior into the dark fantasies sizzling inside, and force her to embrace her sexuality.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;A slave of my own desire&#8221; was published by Red Rose Publishing in October 2008 as an e-book (it will go to print in 6 months&#8217; time provided the sales are good).<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">What is it you relate to most with your heroine or hero? What do you like about them most?<\/span><br \/>David, the hero of &#8220;A slave of my own desire&#8221; is hot, hot, hot. Smart, handsome, sexy. He is confident enough to be a good lover and caring enough to want to be one. But for Clare, he only means one thing: Danger. She knows that David will tempt her to abandon her Good WASP Girl act forever&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">How did you get started in writing?<\/span><br \/>My dad was a great story teller who never had enough time to sit down and write. He always told me I inherited his talent. It took me years and years, but eventually I believed him. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">What\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s your schedule like, and what do you enjoy doing in your time off?<\/span><br \/>Schedule: gruelling. Time off: not applicable. LOL. With two small children, one (not small) husband and a day job, writing has to happen when everybody else is in bed. Sometimes I wish for an early night (going to bed at 1 in the morning would be an early night for me), but most nights I want to write more than I want to sleep.<\/p>\n<p>In the good old days when I did have time off, I used to like reading, watching mindless TV (LOST &#8211; I love Josh Holloway), playing cards, walking, scuba diving, gourmet cooking&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>I still like chocolate. And the best thing about it is: you can eat it while writing!<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Where can readers find out more about your stories?<\/span><br \/>Please visit Yvonne&#8217;s books here: http:\/\/yewalus.kiwiwebhost.net.nz\/ You can buy them on www.amazon.com, www.fictionwise.com and www.redrosepublishing.com.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Sneak peek into A Slave of My Own Desire:<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I keep assuring her I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m fine. We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re still standing in the hallway, I in my flimsy dressing gown, my sister in her party finery, and it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s beginning to dawn on Gina that I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not going to ask her to make herself at home the way I usually do.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Look,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she says. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The reason I came\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not sure how to say this. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just that there was somebody else asking about you when you left, somebody totally unsuitable. Your phone is off so I thought I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d come by to warn you. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not the sort -\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly I hear a sound from the bedroom. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s switched on the DVD!<\/p>\n<p>I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to kill him, I think.<\/p>\n<p>Gina\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cheeks color slightly.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m so sorry,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she says. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t realize you were\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 entertaining.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>I smirk as I think back to the last few hours.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not. Entertaining, that is,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say truthfully.<\/p>\n<p>Even in her unease, Gina is all prim and proper. My perfect parents\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 perfect daughter, with perfect manners and perfect composure. I can bet anything that she didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t used to sneak around behind their backs sucking off lodgers. And when was the last time anybody drank champagne out of her pussy?<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly I feel almost sorry for her. Poor perfect Gina. She doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know what she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s missing.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she says, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I think I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be -\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Just at that point, he opens the bedroom door and joins us in the hallway. His chest is bare, but, thank goodness, he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s put on his jeans.<\/p>\n<p>His very tight, very black jeans.<\/p>\n<p>Gina gasps. I wonder whether she too has spotted the tell-tale swelling behind the zipper.<\/p>\n<p>He flashes me a cheeky grin. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Is there a fire yet?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he asks. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You said I could come out if there was one.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have the pleasure of welcoming Eve Summers to my blog today&#8230; Price: $1.99Genre: Contemporary Erotic RomanceLength: 65 pages A Slave of My Own DesireEve Summers Can hot steamy chocolate and warm vanilla mix? 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