My new release DO ME GOOD was up for “Book of The Week” at Whipped Cream Long and Short Reviews.
Thanks so much for your vote, and many thanks to Whipped Cream for the fabulous 4.5 Cherries review!
Long and Short reviews said, “Clever and unique; I was hooked from just reading the blurb.”
Note to Readers: DO ME GOOD came in second place! Thanks to all who voted!
June 1-20, 2010, I’ll be at Coffee Time Romance Readers’ Retreat every day in their forum to chat with readers. I’ll have my own forum thread, so look for me, Adele Dubois, and be sure to leave messages.
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Looking forward to chatting with you at the Readers’ Retreat in June!
~Adele Dubois
Daniel Craig was born March 2, 1968, in Chester, England. He began his lifetime acting career at age six. In high school he was both an athlete with the Hoylake Rugby Club and a member of the National Youth Theatre.
Those blue, blue eyes! Daniel Craig is the sixth actor to play James Bond 007 and the first blond to fill the role.
OMG. Do we really need a caption?
After a long career on stage and television, Daniel made his English film debut in 1992, and rose to international fame with his supporting roles in Lara Croft: Tomb Raider (2001) and Road to Perdition (2002.) He was offered the role of James Bond in 2005.
Don’t you just love those penetrating blue eyes? I think Daniel Craig is a fabulous CLASSIC HUNK. Do we agree?
I had a flat tire on the highway yesterday, so I got out of the car and opened the trunk to find a spare.
I took out my cardboard men, unfolded them and stood them at the rear of my car facing oncoming traffic. They looked so lifelike you wouldn’t believe it!
Cars started slowing down to look at my lifelike men, which made it safer for me to work at the side of the road.
Traffic started backing up. Everybody was honking their horns and waving like crazy. It wasn’t long before a state trooper pulled up behind me.
“What’s going on here?” he demanded.
“My car has a flat tire,” I said.
“Well, what are those cardboard men doing here by the road?”
I couldn’t believe that he didn’t know… so I told him.
“Those are my Emergency Flashers.”
Many thanks to Carla for sending me this hilarious post!
–Adele Dubois
When I heard Jon Bon Jovi sing Superman Tonight on American Idol, the lyrics reminded me of an epic romance novel. I LOVED the song! Every woman wants her lover to be her Superman. :Sigh:
Here’s a snippet:
SUPERMAN TONIGHT by Bon Jovi
“You’re looking for a hero, but it’s just my old tattoo
Tonight I swear I’d sell my soul to be a hero for you
Who’s going to save you
When the stars fall from your sky
And who’s going to pull you in
When the tide gets too high
Who’s going to hold you
When you turn out the lights
I won’t lie I wish that I
Could be your superman tonight.”
You gals know I like to share my finds of especially gorgeous men. If you haven’t seen photos of Greek Supermodel Theo Theodoridis, Male World Model 2004 and Axe Man 2004, let me introduce you to one of the world’s most handsome men. He’s sexy, stunning, and golden enough to save the Greek economy. Enjoy!
(Photos used with permission from Ignite Designs for Theo Theodoridis.)
Visit Theo’s website at www.theodoro.eu
I grew up in a household filled with drama–and I mean that in the most literal sense. Ours was a family steeped in theatre, art, and creative writing. We were voracious readers, too, and curled up in the family room with our books in the evenings. I was one of those kids who read with a flashlight under the covers when bedtime came too early.
You might think a family of artists would be disorganized and untidy, but our house was neat as a pin. Every night my mother would remind us to put our things away, saying, “The elves and fairies won’t clean our house for us.” That bit of training stayed with me the rest of my life.
The last time I warned my own kids, “the elves and fairies won’t clean for us,” the story concept for DO ME GOOD popped into my head. What if the elves really did help? What if they completed chores in the middle of the night? And what if they were handsome and sexy and…available?
And what if you accidentally caught one?
To my surprise, with a little research, I discovered that such immortals existed in Norse mythology. These pre-Christian celestials, called Nordic Light Elves, “came from the place between heaven and earth” under the rule of a fertility god. They were “fairer to look upon than the sun” and interacted with both gods and mortals. Their sole purpose was to work for the benefit of humankind.
Though I’m still waiting for the elves and fairies to clean my house, I thought it would be fun to offer the fantasy of capturing a handsome immortal who does chores to romance readers. What woman wouldn’t love a sexy man who cleaned the house before making passionate love to her?
I hope you enjoy DO ME GOOD.
http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-8301-50-do-me-good.aspx
DO ME GOOD by Adele Dubois
Summary:
Penny throws her hot, but worthless mooch of a boyfriend out on her front lawn with his clothes, and vows never again to be a bum magnet. Exhausted by overwork and mountainous debt, Penny pleads for divine intervention.
Gunnar, a rebellious Nordic warrior cast into servitude by an angry god to learn humility, answers. While Penny sleeps, the celestial arrives to complete her chores, but she awakens and finds him. The handsome immortal kisses her, sparking a passionate, forbidden sexual encounter.
Dark forces seeking vengeance for Gunnar’s past misdeeds mark Penny as a target. To protect his lover, Gunnar tests immortality in a death battle using a god’s magical sword. But the strength of Penny’s love might be what saves them both.
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FIRST KNIGHT
Delilah Devlin
Website: http://www.delilahdevlin.com/
Buy Link: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-8257-first-knight.aspx
First, thanks to Adele for having me here! I’ve been a fan of hers since I first read DESERT WILD. Love me some Sonny Wild Horse!
Here’s a peek at the opening of FIRST KNIGHT! It exists in the MY IMMORTAL KNIGHT world, but is a prequel book and completely standalone. This vampire story is set in medieval England and includes a vamp, a werewolf and a very naughty threesome!
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While hiding her true identity, Maddie must seduce the mysterious Lord Garon to cement their marriage contract and assure she won’t be returned into her lecherous stepfather’s care.
Fresh from Crusade in Palestine, Lord Garon has a secret he must hide, a hunger that must be fed, and a dark and uncertain future. Having shed himself of a fiancée he’d never met, he’s home to lick his wounds. The only thing he wants is a warm-blooded meal—but the new housekeeper is strangely insistent on giving him much more.
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Maddie shivered at the creaks and groans the portcullis made as it slowly rose. The rain-laden wind carried the noises and filled the silences in between with a howling that sounded like the hounds from hell had arrived at the castle gate.
Shouts outside the curtain wall had alerted them only minutes before of Lord Garon d’Albermarle’s arrival. With only a bliaut over her sleeping shift, Maddie stood on the first step of the keep, holding a tray with a goblet of wine, ready to offer a proper greeting to her overlord.
“Are you sure this is the way you wish to go about this, M-Maddie?” Egbert asked, fidgeting at her side.
She swallowed against the sudden dryness in her mouth and nodded.
“It be on your head then,” he said, his always-mournful tone as dire as one of Father Ansel’s Sunday sermons. She sent thanks above that the cranky priest was away or her deception wouldn’t last past the introductions.
The clatter of dozens of hooves on the cobbled bridge beyond the gate filled the castle yard with thunder. From the encroaching darkness, the sounds were as ominous as the dark shapes looming on the gatehouse walls. The torches she’d ordered lit sputtered and flared, distorting and elongating shapes so the men riding through the entrance appeared as tall as giants.
Already tired and on edge because she hadn’t slept since a messenger had arrived, warning the castle of his lordship’s arrival days before, Maddie’s fevered imagination painted them darker and larger still.
“Be they devils?” Egbert asked, his narrow shoulders shaking. “No one travels on a night with nary a speck of light in the sky.”
“Hush!” The storm whipping at her clothing and the fatigue from months of worry over this very moment combined to make her hands shake and blackened an already foul mood.
The horsemen entered the bailey and a large figure separated from the contingent who approached the keep. As he drew closer, her fears weren’t eased one whit. The warrior sat atop a huge black destrier, forcing her to raise her gaze quite high to seek his face.
He wore a helm that left only his square jaw exposed. The darkness cast by the metal nose guard concealed his eyes. Only his mouth gave a hint of his mood—a thin, straight line with the corners crimped downward.
Under his stare, Maddie’s knees trembled but her tray never rattled. She squared her shoulders and shot a glance about her at the castle folk. “Stephen!” she called to the stable master. “See to their horses.”
In moments, boys scrambled to accept reins, and the creak of leather and the clank of iron filled the air.
The stable master himself approached the dark warhorse at the foot of the steps but the mounted warrior’s gaze never left Maddie.
She licked dry lips with an even drier tongue. “Lord Garon?” she asked, although there could be no question who led this contingent. All gazes remained on his intimidating figure. “Please come inside, milord. Your people will see to the comfort of your men.”
His mouth twisted. “And who will see to mine?”
Maddie’s heart leapt to the back of her throat. “I will, milord.”
A long pause indicated he looked her up and down. “And who might you be, madam?” he asked, his voice a deep, hollow rumble.
Maddie remembered to curtsy and then straightened, girding herself to speak the lie aloud. “Your housekeeper. I take care of things now.” The latter, at least, was the truth.
Lord Garon grunted. Without a glance at the stable master, he tossed down his reins and dismounted.
When he turned toward her, Maggie’s breath caught. Lord, he’s a tall man. I thought it was just the horse.
Maddie lifted the ornate chalice from the tray to deliver her much-rehearsed welcome.
Instead, his lordship’s lips pressed into a tighter line and he brushed past her.
She was left gasping on the bottom step. “What a rude ogre!” she exclaimed, annoyed he hadn’t fallen in line with the first step of her plan.
“Watch your tongue, madam,” an accompanying knight said tersely as he followed the lord up the steps. “He has exceptional hearing.”
“M-Maddie?” Egbert said, nodding toward the door.
She shoved the tray at his belly and grasped her skirts high to rush up the steps.
The plan had seemed so simple. All she needed was to get him alone and addle his sight with a little wine or ale so he’d not care she wasn’t the comeliest creature in the keep. Then she would seduce him.
And the sooner, the better. The longer she took losing her virginity, the greater the risk he would discover her identity. The truth was, she would rather copulate with the devil himself than be returned home.
However, this business of copulation, which had seemed a simple, messy, perhaps even enjoyable act, according to the cook, now promised to be a daunting trial.
The lord of the keep turned out to be a giant and as dour as a priest at confession. The thought of being naked with him and accepting his manstaff into her body frankly petrified her.
She rushed through the massive doors, hoping her preparations would meet with his approval. Nothing else could be allowed to mar her well-thought-out plan.
His lordship stood in the center of the hall, hands on hips. Unlike his men, he wore no chain mail, only a leather hauberk to protect his body. He’d removed his headgear, revealing hair as black as midnight and a face as hard as carved granite.
He was everything she’d remembered and more—more frightening, more imposing—and more beautiful because of the differences. Thanks be to God, he hadn’t recognized her.
His gaze narrowed on the hall and she looked around to see what might have displeased him already.
Around him servants scurried, delivering warm food to the men-at-arms as boys eagerly divested them of their armor. If she hadn’t been observing him so closely, she might not have detected the change in his posture. He scarce seemed to notice the din of activity. His mouth lost a little firmness, his hands unclenched on his hips and his chest rose and fell deeply.
In that instant, Maddie lost a measure of her fear. Here was a man savoring his first night home after a long absence. He had a heart and cared for something at least. Perhaps he wouldn’t be a complete troll when making her his wife.
*****
I’m pleased to welcome talented author Delilah Devlin to celebrate her new release FIRST KNIGHT. Which elements of her book intrigue you most? Please give her a warm welcome and be sure to leave a comment.
–Adele Dubois
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