Thursday, August 21, 2014

Cocktails & Cock Tales with Evelise Archer

Deanna: Today we have Evelise Archer at the cyber bar. Evelise is a wife, mother, reviewer and author, and in her spare time she teaches.

What we are Drinking
Girl, homemade Sangria is on tap today. Easy peasy recipe to pass along…
RECIPE: Bottle of red wine, cranberry ginger ale, fresh assorted fruits (Strawberries, blueberries, mandarin oranges, grapes) and 2 trays of ice cubes with grapes frozen in them). I mix the red wine and ginger ale together and keep for 3 days in refrigerator so they can come together so to speak. On third day  or so I add the fresh fruit. I like to wait another day before I actually serve the sangria over my grape filled ice cubes. The fruit has absorbed the alcohol, so whether you drink or eat, it’s a nice surprise! Yummy!

Deanna: First things first. Where are you and what are you wearing?

Evelise: I’m sitting in my favorite chair, rocking with a tall glass of sangria and as you can see, I’m still in my running clothes, so don’t get too close- I haven’t showered yet.

Deanna: What’s your poison? Vodka? Gin? Beer?

Evelise: If I’m going to have “hard liquor”, I’m a rum girl. That’s the Latin in me, but I love a nice cold glass of sangria, especially if it’s been chillin’ in the freezer and it has flecks of ice in it.

Deanna: (((pours them both a round))) Cheers! Now that we’re comfy, tell me about your new book? (((sips on her cocktail)))

Evelise: Mmmm- damn this drink hits the spot after running three miles. Well, my new book is Tropical Paradise and it’s part of the 1Night Stand collection. As a reader and reviewer, I’ve always loved the series and have well over a hundred of the books. So, (((crosses legs on the chair))) I decided to take a stab and write one of my own, and yes! Decadent accepted it.

Deanna: Where did the idea for this story come from?

Evelise: As a Latina, what better place to write about than what you know, or at the very least what you know you can easily research (((smiles over the rim of the glass))). The last time I was in Puerto Rico, I happen to see a young gay couple holding hands, walking the streets of San Juan, and wondered what their story was. So…I made up my own, and now I have Tropical Paradise. A lot of Tropical Paradise is from my own personal knowledge, including the parts about Phildalephia.

Deanna: What was the hardest part of writing this story for you?

Evelise: The hardest part was conveying the emotion and then forgiveness in a short piece- you know, staying within the word count. I hope the readers think I hit the mark!

Deanna: (((pours them another round))) Boy, these things are tasty!! Now, what’s the easiest thing about writing your book?

Evelise: (((Smiling))) I’m glad that you like the drink. It’s perfect for this heat that we’re having. (((Leans head to one side))) The easiest thing for me is once I have a picture of my character in my head, the words seem to flow. Being a visual person and having a pic of a smexy man always helps. (((fans myself)))

Deanna: Are you a plotter or a panster?

Evelise: I’m a plotter. A good friend of mine, another author, told me about a great book GMC: Goal, Motivation & Conflict by Debra Dixon. Best investment yet! I create a GMC chart for each character and story that I am writing. All my GMC’s go in a folder for each manuscript on my flash drive and computer. I have backups for backups (((laughs)))…I’m type A, if you didn’t figure out that one.

Deanna: How long have you been writing?

Evelise: I officially started writing in 2013, and had my first story published by Secret Cravings Publishing. But, I’ve always loved to write or spin a good tale.

Deanna: Do you ever have writers block? On those occasions that I do, I usually have a cocktail … or three…LOL But that’s just me.

Evelise: Oh lord girl, three?…love it! I hit the coffee pot. I have two on the kitchen counter. A regular full- size maker and a full -size Keurig. Writers block be damned, good coffee will always help…LOL

Deanna: Most of my stories have a theme song, do you do that for your characters?? If so what is it?

Evelise: Oh yeah….when I wrote Tropical Paradise my iPod was queued with an assortment of Pitbull, Ricky Martin, Carlos Vives and Marc Anthony. Got to have the Latin flare.

Deanna: Tell us about a scene that you have written then afterwards, when you read it, you shocked yourself? You know I want a dirty answer (((hint hint)))

Evelise: I loved writing the beach scene with Leo and Skyler- specifically the part where manly bits stuck up out of the water as my boys relaxed and floated. Of course that led to other sexy and naughty activities back in their cabana. I chuckle about it now, but I wonder what I would have done if I really would have seen poking manly bit when I was at the beach. (((laughing))) The horror…not!
Oh to be taken away to a secluded island and ravished…Shouldn’t that happen to all of us at one point in our lives?!
(((Pours the last of the Sangria for both of us))) So Deanna, let me just say thank you for having me on Cocktails and Cock Tales. I love talking about my new release and sharing a great glass or two, or maybe it was three, of , what did we drink again? ((( places hand over mouth and burps))) sangria, that’s what it was!

Before I eat the fruit in the bottom of my glass and lose all my faculties, how about a contest? 
Have any of your great blog followers been ravished on a secluded beach, or any other fantasy place? 
Give me a shout out and tell me about it and I’ll give away a copy of Tropical Paradise. Don’t forget to leave an email so I can get in touch with the winner. I’ll choose the winner Monday morning, August 25th.

Deanna: You heard her folks! Dish on your sexy beach story and win a FREE copy of Tropical Paradise!!


Can Madame Eve work her magic one more time? Leo Santos left the one man he loved behind to care for his ailing father. Sky Macy never forgot his one and only that got away. When they meet again on a blind date setup by 1Night Stand, will they go their separate ways or will the sparks reignite the love they never forgot?
On a secluded beach at the resort Las Casitas Villas in Fajardo, Leo and Sky come face to face after years apart. Passion ignites so hot it threatens to burn them from within. They both will need to open their hearts and learn to trust if they hope to find love during one night of passion in a tropical paradise.


Skyler smiled, remembering the first time he’d seen the olive-skinned young man. Leopoldo Maria Santos. The hotheaded Latin that blew into his life with the force of the hurricanes that hit Leo’s homeland. He had strutted into Sky’s dorm room three days before classes started, freshman year.
“Hi.” Skyler’d waved from his perch on the bed. He’d been dressed in shorts and a tank top, trying to stay cool in the muggy early September day in Philadelphia. “You a nursing student, too?
Yo? Hell no. Not that I have anything against nurses, but aren’t they usually women? Teacher. That’s what I want to do.” Hmmm, clearly not from around there, not with that accent.
“Nah, men are nurses, too. Maybe it’s not as common, but I’m hoping that’s in my favor. Where you from, cool accent?”
“Puerto Rico. Just arrived here last week. Stayed with my sister and her fiancĂ© in New Jersey.” His new roomie, tanned and handsome, dumped his duffle on the empty bed. Sky moved over to sit on the bed. “So, I’m Sky. Skyler but not too many people call me that. And you?”
“Leopoldo Maria Santos. Leo, for short.”
“Damn, man, Maria is your middle name? Sucks to be you.” Sky laughed so hard, tears streamed down his face and he held his side.
“So what, your mami couldn’t figure out what to call you, so she decided on Sky instead of bird? What the hell stupid name is that? At least, where I come from, having Maria as your middle name, boy or girl, is something important. I was named after the Virgin Mary.” Disdain filling his voice, he gave Skyler the hairy eyeball.
Intrigued by the boy with the girl’s middle name, Sky admired his passion. It didn’t hurt that Leo also had killer looks.
Skyler pulled himself from his reminiscing and squinted in the sunlight, trying to get a better look at the man on the dock. Could it be Leo? He wanted to shout from the balcony but feared disturbing the other guests. And what if the man only resembled Leo? Years passed and people changed. Still…. Telling himself he needed to get to the dock anyway, he grabbed his overnight kit and sunglasses and made his way to the lobby desk.
“Hi, Celia, can you tell me where I go catch the launch? I swear I saw someone I know down by the marina.”
“Well, you won’t have much time to spare, but that’s where you’re headed. Out the front door, follow the right-hand path down to the marina, about a five-minute walk. When you get there, look for a yellow launch and ask for Joe. He’ll take you across to Palomino. Everything is ready there for you.”
“Has my date arrived on Palomino yet?” His voice cracked, nerves getting the best of him. How did Madame Eve choose the perfect person for someone? Would they get along? Have the same likes or dislikes? And had he really spotted Leo?
“I’ve not seen him, but I have it on good authority,” she winked, “that the man of your dreams is already on the island, enjoying the sun and sand.”
“Celia, you’re a tease, but I can tell we’re going to get along.” He chuckled and even that slight bit of humor settled his nerves. “Wish me luck. The man of my dreams may be just a short boat ride away.”
“You have no idea,” Celia called after him.

Evelise Archer can be found:
Twitter: @EveliseArcher

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Cocktails and Cock Tales witth Erzabet Bishop and a giveaway!

Today we have ERZABET BISHOP at the cyber bar. Erzabet has been crafting stories since she could pound keys on her parents’ old typewriter. She has only just learned that it is a whole lot more fun writing naughty books. She is a contributing author to the Silk Words website with her Fetish Fair choose your own romantic adventure stories. Erzabet is a finalist in the GCLS 2014 awards in two separate categories. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies. When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books. Follow Erzabet on Twitter @erzabetbishop

Deanna: First things first. Where you and what are you wearing?

Erzabet: A stunning black leather corset and matching micro skirt.

Deanna: Wow! Sexy! Now what’s your poison? Vodka? Gin? Beer?

Tres Leches Caketini via Snappy Gourmet (God I love her website!)

           4 tablespoons Pinnacle Cake flavored vodka
           4 tablespoons heavy cream (or milk/half&half)
           3 tablespoons evaporated milk
           2 tablespoons sweetened condensed milk
           1½ teaspoons vanilla/yellow packaged cake mix
           cajeta (or caramel or dulche de leche)
           whipped cream
Mix vodka, cream, evaporated milk, sweetened condensed milk, and cake mix in shaker with ice. Shake for about 30 seconds.
Drizzle cajeta in glass. Strain drink into glass and top with whipped cream.

Erzabet: I hope you like it. (((hands Deanna a couple of glasses and a tray of sexy corset cookies))). How can a drink be bad if it has cake in it?

Deanna: (((pours them both a round))) Cheers! Now that we’re comfy, tell me about your new book? (((sips on her cocktail)))

Erzabet: (((sips cocktail and takes a bite out of corset cookie))) I have several! Let me see…I have the Sci Spanks anthology, The Big Book of Submission, Can’t Get Enough, Slave Girls, Fetish Fair, Sigil Fire and Club Rook the serial. Whew! I have been a busy girl!

Deanna: Where did the idea for these stories come from?

Erzabet: (((reaches for a bottle of water and offers one to Deanna)))The story from Sci Spanks is the start to a longer urban fantasy piece that will be out hopefully later this year. It is called Red Moon Rising and is a twist on one of my favorite fairy tales. The Big Book of Submission, Slave Girls and Can’t Get Enough are three awesome anthologies from Cleis. They got publisher of the year and are just the best to work with. (((grins and takes sip of drink))) Sigil Fire is my first novella featuring Fae and Sonia, a succubus and vampire duo. Stay tuned for some short stories in their world and at least two more novella/novels.
(((rubs hands together))) Fetish Fair is my first erotic choose your own adventure story from Silk Words (with more on the way) and Club Rook is a serial fiction project with Angels of Anarchy. These two have such unique formatting! (((takes another drink and sighs)))I really love them. Choosing your own erotic adventure and hanging out with a bunch of poly amorous women with an angel fixation gives a girl a really good time if you know what I mean.

Deanna: What was the hardest part of writing these stories for you?

Erzabet: (((takes another bite of cookie and gulps some water)))Fitting everything in time wise. I work a full time job and juggle two pen names. It can be a challenge to say the least. But I freaking love what I do. So many different styles of writing keeps me busy and happy. (((giggles and takes a drink of the Caketini)))

Deanna: (((pours them another round))) Boy, these things are tasty!! Now, what’s the easiest thing about writing your books?

Erzabet: Finishing the edits and pressing go. The rest can sometimes feel like giving birth. Lol.

Deanna: Are you a plotter or a panster?

Erzabet: A little of both. I write out a bare bones skeleton on a legal pad, use my white foam core board and a bunch of sticky notes and then I start writing. (((makes hand gestures like putting sticky notes on the wall)))

Deanna: How long have you been writing?

Erzabet: Since I was a child, but it has only been the last two years that things really began to click for me.

Deanna: Do you ever have writers block? On those occasions that I do, I usually have a cocktail … or three…LOL But that’s just me.

Erzabet: (((rocks back in chair))) Yes. Working as many hours as I do, I get tired and the brainpan gets fuzzy. I try to use the time when I am doing mundane tasks to mill ideas around in my head so I can be more productive in the time I do have to write. When that doesn’t work, I do laundry or go take a short nap.

Deanna: Most of my stories have a theme song, do you do that for your characters?? If so what is it?

Erzabet: I don’t usually write to anything but classical music. I review music in my other writing life and can’t focus on the words and beat without getting into reviewer mode.
But, if I were to pick some songs from the Erzabet Playlist it would be these to start with:
The MP3 album for Club Rook for when I’m writing the serial
Anything by Peter Phippen (Native American flute), Nine Inch Nails, Peter Murphy, Florence and the Machine, Sia,
“Demons” by Imagine Dragons, “Torpedo” by Jillette Johnson, “My Oh My” by Tristan Prettyman, “Counting Stars” by One Republic, “Drive” by Melissa Ferrick, “Unconditional” by Katy Perry, “Hold On” by Colbie Caillat, Skeleton by The Good Natured, “The Walker” by Fitz and the Tantrums, “Radioactive” by Imagine Dragons
“Wildest Moments” by Jessie Ware, “Fetish” by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, “My Moon” by Mary Lambert, “This Heart” by Mary Lambert, “She Keeps Me Warm” by Mary Lambert, “Boom Clap” by Charli XCX, “Not About Angels” by Birdy

Deanna: Oh wow! That’s a list!!! You have a couple of my favorites on there! Now tell us about a scene that you have written then afterwards, when you read it, you shocked yourself? You know I want a dirty answer (((hint hint)))
Erzabet: (((blushes and plays with cookie))) It’s funny that you ask that. *chuckles* I cut my teeth writing erotic short stories.  When I went to write the sex scene for Sigil Fire, I swear I used the p word so many times I made myself blush. You just don’t notice in the crazy deadline induced coma you find yourself in, or at least at that point I didn’t. *blushes* It wasn’t until I re-read the scene after it was published and had to grab some smexy scenes for excerpts that I realized. “Oh wow. Smuterific…”

Deanna: LOL Now let’s wrap this up! Cuz I need another drink! Tell my readers what goodies you brought with you today!

Erzabet: For starters…if anyone wants to count how many times I actually used the word you get a special giveaway prize of the next book in the series coming out in winter 2015. I am also giving away some books. August 7th through 14th you have a chance to win e-books and a book bundle from Cleis.

****Special giveaways****

**Like my Amazon page and tell me what number you are to win an ebook.
**Send me a friend request: and let me know you are dropping by to share a Caketini. J
**Like, purchase the anthology and tell me your order number for a chance to win one of my other e-books. You won’t want to miss the events coming up for Ana’s Advent Calendar this holiday season and our killer Halloween spanking event.  Share the page with your friends too!
**Like the Gratis page and get the free Gratis collections. Tell us what kind of kinky Halloween stories you want to see in our next anthology. Lots of great authors and enough smut to curl your toes coming soon to an e-reader near you.
**Like Club Rook’s page and purchase the first episode of the series and message me your order number. My fellow authors and I would love to know what you think of the series. You can win a copy of one of my books.
**Like the Silk Words page and tell me what you want to see in a choose your own adventure erotic romance. You may just find your thoughts in a future story…be the instrument of your own erotic journey. Message me you have done this and you could win an ebook.

Sigil Fire
by Erzabet Bishop

Sonia is a succubus with one goal: stay off Hell’s radar. But when succubi start to die, including her sometimes lover, Jeannie, she’s drawn into battle between good and evil.
Fae is a blood witch turned vampire, running a tattoo parlor and trading her craft for blood. She notices that something isn’t right on the streets of her city. The denizens of Hell are restless. With the aid of her nest mate Perry and his partner Charley, she races against time before the next victim falls. The killer has a target in his sights, and Sonia might not live to see the dawn. Sample read

Blood pounded in her temples, and Sonia’s feet hit the pavement. Tears blurred her vision as the reality of what almost happened sunk in. He was the killer, and he knew where she lived. He was a fallen angel.
Turning the corner, she saw the tattoo parlor and picked up her pace. The shadows mocked her from every angle. He would be out there waiting. His oily presence oozed unholy joy at her panic, and she stumbled, almost losing her footing on the uneven sidewalk. Footsteps echoed on the street behind her, and in her panic, she couldn’t distinguish between friend and foe.
The glass doors loomed large, windows covered with posters of the latest trends in piercing and ink.
Pulling maniacally on the door, Sonia let out a howl of frustration to discover it locked. “Son of a bitch! Oh Goddess! Open up!” Tears ran down her face, and she tore at the door, hoping for some weakness that would allow her entry. Something. Anything.
She bit back a sob and staggered backward. It was over. He would find her in moments.
The street had become too quiet and the echo of sinister laughter crept along the edge of darkness. The bastard was playing with her.
Fear shot through Sonia’s body, numb and cold, causing her to yelp as the doors rattled behind her.
The sound of a barking dog came from the interior of the shop.
A voluptuous dark-haired woman leaned out, the bluish light illuminating her features with beams of icy radiance. “If you’re looking for a corner, succubus, you’ve picked the wrong one. Move it along.”
Sonia stepped closer to the door, turning her head into the light. “I’m here to see Fae.” She wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. The T-shirt and jeans had been warm enough earlier, but the air had turned chillier.
“Red?” The woman’s eyes grew wide. She assessed Sonia’s every movement.
Sonia shook her head, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. “Do you know me?
The barking of a dog sounded closer, and the dark-haired woman drew back as the little body pushed past her.
Sonia leaned down. “What are you doing here?”
The little dog barked furiously, wagging its tail and whining. Its furry little face searched Sonia’s, and it jumped against Sonia’s leg, licking her hand.
“Hey there. Glad to see you made it home.” Sonia reached down at petted dog’s head.
Snorting, the dog rubbed its head against Sonia’s hand, letting out a delighted sound.
“Your dog knows me.” Sonia searched the dark-haired woman’s face. “I saved it. In the alley yesterday. There was a demon trying to take it.”
“Jellybean, what have you been doing?” Fae returned her gaze to Sonia and stared hard. “You saved her? How?”
A frustrated snort came from the dog, and she growled at the shadows.
“You’re lucky that you have a hellhound to watch over you. Someone must have loved you a lot.”
The woman’s face softened. “My mother. Jellybean was the last gift she gave me before she died.”
“Can you please let me in?” Sonia glanced behind her. The shadows grew longer, and the temperature continued to drop. The street was deserted now. “I need to see Fae. Monty sent me.” Sonia hated that her voice shook. She couldn’t help but notice the woman who blocked her path was intoxicating. The stranger’s dark hair rippled in the cold light of the shop, and her tight fitting shirt revealed far more than it chose to conceal. Her eyes burned black in the darkness, and despite her fear, Sonia felt herself falling inside them. They were safe. Familiar somehow. It didn’t make sense.
“Why the hell would Monty send you here?” The woman straightened, and the illusion of a simple shop owner vanished.
Jellybean barked. The dog’s body tensed, and she stood in front of Sonia, protecting her from the darkness beyond. The energy on the street grew malignant. The dog’s eyes flashed red and power radiated from her.
Sonia and the woman stared, momentarily speechless.
“Well, I’ll be damned. Come on.” The woman grinned as Jellybean jumped up and down. “Get in here.”
Dark laughter echoed down the street and Sonia flinched.
Jellybean growled, the hair on the back of her neck standing straight up.
Sighing deeply, the woman held the door open. “Come on then. Jellybean’s vouching for you and I’ve been looking for you myself.”
“Thank you.” Sonia scurried through the door, tears of relief brimming on her lashes. She blinked, but the tears still managed to fall. She was an immortal. Fear was not something she was used to living with, and it made her angry. Her head and soul were still spinning from everything that had happened in the past hour. She staggered. Her life was about to change even more. She could feel it.