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With the holidays around the corner (can you believe it??), a group of authors, including myself, planned a fabulously fun book signing. There will be over 2 dozen authors–USA Today, NYT, and publishing house best selling–hanging out waiting for you to come on by and have some fun. If you’re a Floridian and love books, be sure to mark your calendars for:
Saturday, November 19th
West Melbourne Public Library
2755 Wingate Blvd, Melbourne FL
There will be snacks and drinks and, of course, tons of romance to be had! So stop on by. I’d love to meet you ❤
It’s been some time, I know. I, unfortunately, had to take a hiatus during my pregnancy and after the birth of my twin girls. However, I’m back and working on numerous projects that have been on the back burner for some time now.
With that said, I have a new release under my Leah Blake name. The third book in the Love Your Dragon series is now available for purchase from Bookstrand! The fourth book has a projected release date for the middle of August. I am also working on a new paranormal series, and hoping to finish up the last two Casanova Cowboys books. They’ve been loooooong overdue.
Be sure to keep up with Leah news at www.leahblake.com. Don’t forget to follow me on Facebook!
Tyrus discovers his mate is Dante, one of four Hynesin heirs. Unfortunately, their first encounter is anything but promising. With Dante the top suspect in the abduction of his close friend, Tyrus finds himself waging war between his loyalty to his friends and the growing desires that consume him in Dante’s presence.
Dante has issues with authority. Losing his initial confrontation to Zhett, captain of the Dalistine, and finding himself prisoner on his grandfather’s ship, Dante has a deep chip on his shoulder. Yet, he is willing to forgo his grudge in order to earn Tyrus’s trust, and claim the sexy, tech-savvy man as his mate.
When Dante’s oldest brother lands in the hands of a dangerous enemy, Dante resorts to betraying Tyrus in order to save his brother. Can Tyrus forgive his mate for the pain he caused and rise above the secret of his past? Or will he sever their mating bond once and for all?
Available now at www.bookstrand.com/book/hot-and-sexy
~ SPRING IS HERE ~
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One Story, 25 Authors, Infinite Possibilities
Each day a new chapter in our story will be added. At the end of our book, not only will we have a major announcement, but a winner will be chosen for our grand prize…a Kindle Fire HD. So, come back every day to read the new chapter in this amazing book and leave a comment and your email for your chance to win our grand prize. The contest runs from April 2nd to April 28th.
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Be sure to come back April 30th for our major announcement!
It’s been a busy, busy year. Most of you know that I’ve been writing under Leah Blake, almost exclusively. I haven’t written a Rhea book in quite some time, and I’m itching to finish the Casanovas. I’m hoping to squeeze Landon and Colt into the schedule of Sinn Island, Love Your Dragon, and a new paranormal series I’m planning (all M/M). I was playing around with an idea of a spin-off that takes place on Sinn Island and deals with menage, but I have to hold off on that for a little while. Hopefully that idea will come to fruition in the future, as I’ve completed the first book.
Be sure to follow me on Facebook for the latest updates of what’s to come in the future. I’ve got so much planned, and just not enough time in the day to do it all, lol! Isn’t that a chronic problem for most of us? 🙂 And now, with a new little one well on his/her way to joining our already chaotic family, time is slipping through my fingers.
I’ve started 2015 off late, so my January is going to be everyone else’s April :). Three months of sickness with this pregnancy put me way behind schedule, but I’m hoping to tackle all the obstacles in my way and get back on track in the next few weeks. Once I get my groove back, hopefully it’ll be smooth writing from then on out…until delivery. So, I’m going to seize every moment I can in the mean time.
Wishing you all a very happy, and hopefully snow-free spring!
I’m excited to announce that Yours to Claim, Boys of Sinn Island 6 is now available for pre-order! This was such a fun, hot book, and I sure hope you find it just as humorous and sexy as I did while writing it. Be sure to keep a fan near by, or a bucket of ice 😉
Here is an excerpt from Yours to Claim.
Chase Morgan has been fighting his inner desire toward men his entire life. On his way home from Sunrise, Sinn’s luxurious restaurant, he drifts off path and finds himself enthralled at the sight of two men together. Until he’s caught. And by no one other than Emery Levine, one of Sinn’s drop-dead gorgeous security guards, and Chase’s secret crush.
Emery has been watching Chase ever since he caught the man observing him one day at Sunrise. What he dubs a “closet-lurker,” Chase is curious but uncertain of where he fits in. Emery knows exactly where the man will fit, and offers Chase an opportunity to explore the hunger rattling Chase’s inhibitions to get out.
Just when Chase and Emery believe their tutorial is turning into something more permanent, Chase is faced with one last challenge. Can he completely give himself over to the desires he holds for Emery? Or will he fall back into a woman’s arms again?
From the first time Emery caught the kid staring at him, he’d taken a cautious liking to looking right back. Only his observations didn’t stop that afternoon at Sunrise. His continued, growing into a quiet attraction that made absolutely no sense to him. He didn’t do relationships, and he sure as hell didn’t do virgins.
Once they hit the cleared path, he headed a solid twenty feet ahead for safe measures. The kid hadn’t fought thus far. From his experience, the moment a captive was released, they often took off running. Sometimes screaming. He wasn’t taking his chances.
Emery tossed a glance over his shoulder. No one traveled this poorly lit path at night except for the occasional lovers or employees of Sinn. Judging by the dress of the kid, as well as the lingering stale scent of food, he’d wager a bet he just caught himself server of the day, fresh from shift.
“I advise you to keep your trap shut and don’t take off running. Pursuits this late irritate the fuck out of me,” Emery warned as he came to a halt. The kid nodded vigorously. He almost felt bad for putting a solid scare into him.
He slowly loosened his hold around the kid’s chest and turned him to face Emery. His hand fell away from the kid’s mouth—well, not really a kid—and Emery caught his first fitting up-close-and-personal look at the lurker.
Three things hit him immediately. The guy’s eyes were such a light blue that even in the dark, he could tell their color without strain. Maybe it helped that those eyes were wide with…surprise? In those eyes, a storm of emotions lashed mercilessly, making him dizzy. The third was the most stunning. Although he’d watched this guy from afar, standing this close he was pretty damn cute for a redhead. Emery caught himself scouring the guy with a look he’d put on a bedmate, not on a voyeur getting off watching a private act from behind a tree.
The kid raised his hands in surrender and took a step back. Emery crossed his arms over his chest and arched a brow in silent warning. His guilty charge came to an immediate stop, his back stiffening.
“I-It wasn’t…I wasn’t doing anything to…I didn’t mean to…”
“You didn’t mean to hang around those two for your own gratification?” Emery asked. The kid’s lower lip moved soundlessly. Emery had to admit those lips were damn tempting. Full and plump. The deep rose that spread across the guy’s face was definitely endearing. “Do that often?”
“God no!” Almost a squeak. The kid was definitely making him feel bad. “I swear, I’ve never done that. Never.”
“Um, if you’ve missed, you did it tonight.” The kid blinked at him. Emery held his gaze steady. “What’s your name?”
Chase nodded, a chunk of red hair falling over his forehead. “Yeah. Sunrise.”
Well, his sense of smell was spot on. “Did you follow those two?”
“Sir, listen. I heard something. I went to check it out. I stumbled upon them. Really, it was innocent.”
Emery made a pointed trail with his gaze down to Chase’s crotch. The kid shifted from one foot to the other.
“Mm-hmm,” Emery murmured, drawing out the sounds with a slow nod. “Sure.”
“I swear. I-I don’t know what made me…” Another deep blush hit the kid’s face. He rubbed his jaw with his clean hand, stuffing what Emery would assume were pretty damn sticky fingers into his pocket. “It won’t happen again. I promise.”
“Did you find that a turn on, Chase?” Emery asked, pushing the boundaries of duty versus curiosity. Right now, Chase intrigued him more than he pissed him off. That was saying a lot considering his lack of sleep and equal lack of patience. He was still considering a run at the punching bag.
Chase’s brows came together, dark slashes over those light eyes. The kid dropped his gaze to the ground, tugging his lower lip between his teeth. Emery waited, never taking his eyes off Chase.
“I think I should be going. It’s late,” Chase murmured. Although it was apparent to anyone with a set of eyes that the guy was uncomfortable, he didn’t make a move to leave. At last, he lifted his eyes to Emery’s. “You won’t, you know, say anything. Right?”
“How about this. You keep your eyes to yourself next time and I won’t say a word about your little expedition.” Emery lowered his arms, hooking his thumbs in the pockets of his leather pants. “Deal?”
Chase nodded, a small smile hinting at the corners of his mouth. “Thank you.”
“Remember what I said.”
Emery stepped by Chase and paused to look over at him. He did a quick scan of the man’s face in this shadowy darkness. His chin was prominent, his jawline narrow. His cheeks were high and his nose was sharp and straight. Compared to the muscle on Sinn, Chase was delicate. However, beneath that delicate appearance, Emery distinctly recalled the solid form of his body as he dragged the man to the path. Chase may be a few inches shorter, a few sizes smaller, but he possessed a compact strength.
Emery made a slight motion over his shoulder. “I don’t expect to make another round here and find you lingering about.”
“You won’t.” Chase pivoted and started up the path ahead of Emery. He paused a few feet ahead. “I didn’t catch your name.”
“Thanks, Emery. I appreciate you keeping this quiet.” Chase twisted enough to catch Emery’s gaze. “I owe you.”
Boys of Sinn Island can be purchased through Siren-Bookstrand at www.bookstrand.com/leah-blake. Many are available at Amazon and other popular third party distributors.
Just a reminder, if you haven’t popped over to my Leah Blake website, be sure to visit (www.leahblake.com). I’ve been working on my Alternative Romance series for the moment, and there’s always something new and exciting happening. I’ve updated the Boys of Sinn Island page on this site, so keep up to date with all the upcoming releases. 🙂
I still have two Casanova Cowboys books to write. Landon and Colton will have their stories told. I apologize for the delay. I have not forgotten about my Ryders and they will make a reappearance soon. I’m aiming for 2015, but I have to see what Leah Blake has in store for everyone 😉
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On another note, the fifth book in the Boys of Sinn Island series is coming out this Saturday, October 11th. Here’s a small preview of what’s in store for everyone.
Jeremy Cortez and Dylan Hughes have been best friends for six years. Add in one week of intense intimacy when Jeremy finally gave into his desires for men, and there is nothing they haven’t done together.
All of that’s about to change when Jeremy hooks his hopes on creating a future with his current lover, who is also a regular guest on Sinn. As much as Jeremy wants something permanent, he can’t get over the guilt of leaving Dylan, or wash away the attraction he feels toward his best friend.
Dylan fell in love with Jeremy years ago, but has always kept his fierce emotions under wraps. When he catches Jeremy’s lover in the hands of two women at Breakers, his first and only instinct is to protect Jeremy’s heart, whatever cost to his own.
The cost is crushing, as Dylan and Jeremy find themselves fighting to save their friendship, and the unspoken love they hold for each other.
Jeremy started to step into the apartment, but Dylan shoved him back onto the stoop, following him out and pulling the door closed behind him.
“Are you fucking mad?” Dylan raked a hand through his tousled hair and hitched a thumb over his shoulder. “You’re gonna wake my sister and her kids. You do that, and there’ll be hell to pay.”
“I’ve already paid those dues. I paid this weekend. The whole fucking weekend having to live with what I did, or what I didn’t do.” He rushed his words, desperate for Dylan to hear everything he had to say before he lost the chance to explain himself. Jeremy shifted, suddenly uncomfortable under Dylan’s closed glower. The man stood before him in a pair of gym shorts and T-shirt, looking appealing and sexy to a degree that simply shouldn’t be legal. “I got home and you weren’t there.”
Dylan lifted a brow and crossed his arms over his chest. “And you thought it was a good idea to track me down in the middle of the night?”
“Yes!” Jeremy reached for his shoulders. Ice crackled along his spine when Dylan leaned away from him. “Dylan, I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. I was a dick. I know it—“
“Hey, wait.” Dylan lifted a hand. “We’re not going to talk about this now. It’s almost two in the morning.”
Jeremy grabbed his wrist when he reached back for the doorknob. “No. We are going to talk now because I don’t want to go back to our apartment without you.” Jeremy wedged himself between Dylan and the door, forcing his friend to look him in the eye. The nearness to Dylan lit him on fire, a fire he no longer cared to fight. “I want you. I want you to come back home with me. I don’t want to be without you. I’m a fool for not seeing it sooner, but I’m seeing it now.”
Dylan licked his lips and looked away, his forehead creased. His mouth set in a firm line. His jaw ticked as he ground his teeth.
Good signs. All good signs.
Jeremy cupped the side of his face. Dylan twisted his head, pulling out of the tender touch.
“Please. Let’s go get a hotel room somewhere nearby so we don’t disturb your sister, and I’ll help you get everything out of here tomorrow morning.”
Dylan shook his head. “No.”
The hopeful grin that had been plastered to Jeremy’s face waned. Dylan looked at him, torment and stubbornness stirring in his eyes.
“No?” Jeremy repeated.
“You heard me, Jeremy.” Dylan sighed. “I’ve tried to be everything you could want, but even someone like me comes to a breaking point. That breaking point was when I saw how easily manipulated you were by that asshole. Six years of friendship. Six years of secrets. Six years, Jeremy, for a man you’ve known barely two months.” He gave Jeremy’s hand on Dylan’s wrists a pointed look. “When you won’t listen to reason, I’ve got to wonder about logic. I won’t leave myself vulnerable to be hurt like that again. Not by you.”
Jeremy’s soul wept, but he refused to walk away. “Dylan, don’t do this.”
“I didn’t do it.” The look Dylan pinned him with was as lethal as a spear in skilled hands. “You did.”
Dylan grabbed the doorknob and opened the door. Jeremy reached back and pulled it shut, fighting against Dylan’s resistance.
“No. We’re not ending six years like this.” The door slammed, rattling in the frame. He forced Dylan away from the building, down the handful of stairs to the landing. “I won’t let us end like this. Whatever it takes, I’ll earn your forgiveness.”
Jeremy dropped to his knees, hitting the concrete with a force he’d regret come the morning. He wrapped his arms around Dylan’s waist, fisting his fingers in the man’s T-shirt. Despite the moisture hanging in the air, he could smell a hint of Dylan’s arousal and tried desperately not to notice the bulge in the shorts.
A very difficult feat by the size of the bulge and the nearness to his face.
“I know you want me. I know it, Dylan. I want you, too. Only you. No one else anymore. I’m done. I’ve had my fun. I’m over it, and I want to be where I belong.” Jeremy pressed his cheek to Dylan’s lower stomach. A thrumming energy filtered through his nerves at the intimate contact. “Right here.”
“Jer, let go.”
“I can’t. I won’t.”
Dylan’s hands tangled with his as he tried to pry his fingers away from the T-shirt. “Jeremy. Seriously.”
Somehow, Dylan broke free of him, sidestepped his attempt to grab him again, and stormed up to the apartment. He disappeared inside the dark hallway. By the time Jeremy stumbled to his feet, his eyes stinging with tears, and reached the door, it was locked. He twisted at the knob and banged on the door.
“Dylan, please don’t.”
Have you stopped over at my new website yet? Be sure to head over there for all up-to-the-minute information regarding Boys of Sinn Island and any/all upcoming releases under Leah Blake. www.leahblake.com
I am having a “party” to celebrate the upcoming release of Break Me Now, Boys of Sinn Island 3. I’m so excited about this book. It’s available for pre-order at Bookstrand now, and the release will be this Saturday, August 30th. I’m sharing a bunch of snippets from Mine at Midnight and Yours to Crave, as well as some yummy pictures. Starting tomorrow, I’ll be sharing snippets from Break Me Now through Saturday. So come on by and leave some comments!
In addition to my new website, I’m on Pinterest now. I’ve created boards for those Boys books that are now available. So, if you’re curious about my inspiration, swing over and go through the boards for some eye candy delights 🙂 www.pinterest.com/rhearegale/
And don’t forget, you can find all of my books at www.bookstrand.com/leah-blake
Look forward to seeing you at the party!
For all of you Kindle owners and ebook lovers, Mine at Midnight, Boys of Sinn Island 1, is now available on Amazon! http://amzn.to/1pw0efY
I’m so excited about the release of my second book in my new Boys of Sinn Island series, Yours to Crave. In anticipation of its release tomorrow, I’m going to share a brand new excerpt. It is available for pre-order, so you can head over to www.bookstrand.com/yours-to-crave and pick up your copy today 🙂
Alex Stark’s been dumped by his boyfriend of a year and a half. What’s worse? The woman his ex bedded up with broke the news. When he arrives on Sinn Island for his four-day work weekend, the last thing he’s thinking about is finding a replacement. That is, until he wakes up in an employee room belonging to his island eye candy after drinking too much at Breakers with only a fleeting memory of having kissed the man.
Zachary Atkins has been employed on Sinn for months, and he’s always had a keen eye for Alex. Little did he know his crush is also his boss. Zach can’t ignore his pent-up feelings for Alex, especially when Alex returns the affection.
Alex can’t believe how quickly he’s falling for Zach, but reality sets in when they part ways. Zach won’t abandon his family in Georgia, and Alex must continue to run his family’s business in California. Can their hunger for each other overcome the distance between them?
“Don’t think anyone in their sober mind would want a repeat of a bad night,” Zach said, pressing up on his toes to stock a couple bottles on the top shelf. Alex moistened his lips, his body flushing and fingers tingling. Dear God, I want to touch all of that man. “I didn’t catch you come in tonight.”
Alex smiled, pleased by the insinuation. “Were you looking for me, Zach?”
The man tossed him a casual glance over his broad shoulder. “I know you spend most of the time on Crave.” His hand stilled as if he realized he might’ve shared too much information. “What happens when you work a floor for a long time. You get to know your regulars.”
Alex allowed his revelation to stir in the silence that followed, his attention easing down to the hollow of Zach’s lower back. His pants hugged a nice, firm ass and powerful thighs. Alex appreciated the leather that encased his hard body. He and his brothers took their time picking out the uniforms for each floor and each group of employees. Right now, he had no regrets with their choice for Crave.
“So how long have you been watching me?” Alex finally asked, breaking the methodical clinks and bumps of bottles going on shelves. He rubbed his swollen dick, unable to stand the restraint of his pants or the painful engorgement for much longer.
“Longer than you’ve watched me.”
Smooth response, boy. I like it.
“Where were you set up tonight?” Zach proceeded, turning to face Alex. He pointed to Alex and moved his finger up and down. “Anyone would’ve noticed the man wearin’ a shirt where shirts aren’t allowed.”
“I have means.”
“Ah, means. I see.” His smile faded slightly. He pulled the rack off the counter and kicked it toward the storage room door. “I shouldn’t pry. Apologies.”
Alex pointed toward the back alcove where he spent his night watching this lovely man. “There. Came in dressed as a bodyguard and changed in the alcove.”
“You’re management.” Zach leaned on his elbows, clasping his hands together close to Alex’s wine glass. “Fraternizin’, I thought, wasn’t allowed.”
“Do you want me to leave?” Alex asked, willing to wage a challenge. He mirrored Zach’s hover, his knuckles a hair away from the man’s. “I can go, if that’ll please you.”
“I didn’t say to leave, but I’m tryin’ to figure this out.”
For all of my Leah Blake books, please visit www.bookstrand.com/leah-blake
The wonderful Michelle Roth nominated me to participate in this blog hop. I’m so excited to take part. Thank you for stopping by! Here is a little about Michelle:
Michelle Roth is a novelist from Los Angeles, California. When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.
In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on http://www.bookstrand.com/michelle-roth
Now, before we get to the fun stuff, those little tidbits about my writing and what makes me tick, here’s a little about me:
I grew up in New Jersey, a short drive outside of Manhattan. I was a busy kid, always somewhere doing something. Dance, gymnastics, swimming, you name it. Yes, I was one of those kids who didn’t come home until it was dinner time, played with friends on the street, rode bikes like it was going out of style. My best friend and I used to “produce” our own movies and play wizards and witches on the playground at school. I’ve always had an imagination that ran wild, and when I was in my pre-teens, I finally put all those outlandish ideas packed in my head to good use. I started writing stories, horror/thriller stories, when I was eleven. Romance wasn’t even a consideration until I was in my early twenties. When I made the cross from horror to romance, I discovered exactly what I should have been writing all along, and I’ve been writing romance ever since.
Now, I live in Florida with my husband and our two children. I write everyday, as much as time allows. My ultimate goal is to write full-time, and I’m hoping there will come a day when I can make that transition to obtain my dream. My books are available at www.bookstrand.com/rhea-regale and www.bookstrand.com/leah-blake.
Let’s get down to the nitty-gritty.
1) What are you working on?
The answer to this depends on the day 🙂 Right now, I’m working on book 7 of the Boys of Sinn Island series under a new pseudonym, Leah Blake. I have book eight in the mixer. I also have a new paranormal series I’m working on, which will be another ManLove series under Leah, and I’m trying to plot out the first four or five books. Anyone who knows me knows plotting and I have a love-hate relationship.
2) How does your work differ from others in your genre?
I am a sucker for deep emotion and troubled characters. I love to evoke emotions in my readers. I also want my readers to cheer my characters on, rooting for their happy-ever-after. Some of my writing edges on the side of dark and gritty, but there is always a happily ever after. Lately, however, I’ve been writing a little lighter. Sinn Island is fun, carefree, and a dream getaway, even if the characters are layered with conflict and dark pasts. Even the uber rich have issue to deal with. Money doesn’t buy everything. It’s a unique place with a unique group of visitors, which makes it…unique 🙂
3) Why do you write what you write?
I write what the characters want me to write. I’m writing ManLove for Siren right now, but I’ve written ménage, both paranormal and contemporary, and I’ve written traditional MF erotic romance. I write what I feel is important for me to write, what I’m connecting with most at the time. If I can’t connect with my characters, the story becomes flawed and hollow. I’m not happy with it, and I don’t expect my readers to be happy with it, hence why it wouldn’t go out. Sinn Island has sucked me in, and I foresee writing many stories in this series.
4) How does your writing process work?
My writing process isn’t really anything routine or special. With little ones running around, I write when I have the opportunity to write. Unfortunately, that’s usually during the night when everyone’s asleep. I am most productive when I have at least an hour or two of uninterrupted time to get into the groove and let the juices flow. I try to write chronologically because I don’t usually plot. I’ve found when I do plot, the story doesn’t stay on track. Nine out of ten times, it goes in a completely different direction. Trying to force a story to stay on track is a losing battle.