Wednesday, December 16, 2015

A Little Christmas- New from Katherine Deane and Abbie Adams

 Thanks for joining me today, Katherine, And congrats on the new release

 Thanks so much for having me over, Rayanna. We Need a Little Christmas is a holiday Age Play story set, also written by the amazing Abbie Adams.
I chose a tender scene to showcase today. Ivy is struggling with her thoughts and reactions to her new little side. But Jack is there to help her through it…


  "I think what upset me the most today, was how I reacted," Ivy mumbled into his chest. "I really over-reacted, and took it out on you. I'm sorry."
"It's okay." He kissed her forehead.
Wrenching away, she pulled back with tears in her eyes. "No, it's not. I got upset and took it out on you because I wanted to go into Little mode. It was a crisis, and I just tried to hide. I thought this was supposed to be a good thing, letting myself be... I don't know, young?" She wrinkled her nose. "But that makes it a crutch, right?" Her fists tightened as she crossed her arms around her chest. "I know all about unhealthy coping mechanisms after watching my mom." She burst into tears. "This is unhealthy escapism. If I can't turn it off, how can I be the real me? How can I be who I'm s'posed to?" Her face crumbled and sadness clouded her features. More tears washed down her face. "I even sound like a little girl." She whined and grimaced, burying her head into his lap.
"Sweetie, it's okay." He stroked her head and held her until she stopped crying. "Sit up. Look at me, please." Her pitiful gaze met his. "I'm probably not going to say this right, but let me try."
She sat up and straightened her back to meet him, her body radiating nervous energy. 
"You're special. You make things really fun and interesting, even when you don't try to. You are beautiful and sexy and smart, and I love arguing with you about politics, because you don't take any shit from me." He smiled and kissed her cheek. "You're also strong, capable, a warrior in heels with a leather briefcase big enough to carry a dead body."
That got her laughing.
"You're also exuberant, full of life, gregarious, and you sing off key." He winked when she pretended to be offended. "You know every single Disney song and movie by heart. You make me feel young. Your energy brings me to life when I'm grumpy and tired."
She sniffled and her eyes glistened.
"I know this past year has been hard for you. But the you I see is a lot of different things. You are big and you are little. They're combined. And I think you'd be doing yourself a huge disservice if you tried to turn off something that is such a big part of you. You are Big Ivy. You are Little Ivy. It's okay to be both. I love both."

Thirty-three year old, Ivy Henry seems to have it all. A well-paying job, a new house, and her wonderful HOH/husband, Jack. At her request, they had incorporated Domestic Discipline into their marriage a few years ago and she flourished under his love, guidance, and support.
But, this year's holiday season is wreaking havoc on their calm relationship. Between the stress of work and hosting this year's Christmas Eve party for all the family, Ivy is becoming more and more out of control. To top it off, she has a secret she can't share with Jack.
Their relationship is wonderful but she wants more—a chance to explore her younger side. Ivy desires to do Age Play but is fighting her needs because it is embarrassing. How can she trust Jack not to laugh when she tells him she wants to curl up on his lap at night and call him Daddy?
Jack has been watching Ivy slip away emotionally for the past year. His beautiful, sweet wife is now always angry and ill tempered. DD just doesn't seem to be cutting it any longer. He can tell she is unhappy, but doesn't know how to help her until the day he finds her chat sessions on her computer. Discovering hope again, he begins to make plans to escape from this stressful holiday. He will introduce his precious Ivy to her new daddy—him. They both need to reconnect and they both need a Little Christmas.

 It looks amazing, Katherine- Now I just need to carve out sometime in between all my Christmas preparations, house cleaning, and kids to actually sit down and read it.

Katherine Deane is a multi-published, top 100 romantic and BDSM author and romantic at heart. 
She loves cheese, red wine, chocolate, and snuggling up with her daughters’ kittens while reading a good book.
When not reading, or writing, you can find her knitting, sewing, crafting, or doing pretty much anything to keep her hands busy. She has taken over the dining room AKA craft room, much to her husband’s dismay. In one of her books, an energetic “craftaholic” would find herself over her husband’s knee for losing an important document in a pile of bi-cone crystals and mod podge. Her real life, and the people in them, give her plenty of ideas to work with.
Katherine has dubbed herself the queen of cheese. Not only is she a former Midwestern Cheese Head; she also loves to incorporate it into her books.
In her opinion, all romance deserves at least one cheesy scene that makes you cry.
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Tuesday, December 8, 2015

WIPITUP- #NewRelease #CorbinsBend -A Holiday Ruse

Good Morning Wippers!

Can I just say how much I have enjoyed being a part of the Corbin's Bend project?  It has given me an outlet for beloved characters, helped me to create more beloved characters, and forced me to challenge myself.  If you missed the announcement back in October, this season of Corbin's Bend, Season Four, is the final season. I'm so thankful to have had the chance to write in this season, and to have the story I told be this one. Venia's daughter Cecily has been a background outside character from Book 1. It's only fitting that we get to hear her story before the final season comes to a close.

I'm also really excited that I got to make it a Christmas Story- as Christmas stories are one of my absolute favorite things!

Cecily's story- A Holiday Ruse- will be out sometime today- I'm sooo ready!


Carlton reached over and squeezed her hand. “I’m sorry. I know that’s a hard time for you to think about. Are there any other little white lies that I should know about?”
Cecily sighed. “Maybe.” She hadn’t planned on admitting to this one. It was a big one, and Carlton wasn’t going to like it.
“Cecily…” His voice was hard with warning.
Oh god. Her hands flew to cover her face, which was already warm with embarrassment. “Just one more,” she admitted.
“And that is?”
She put her hands down in her lap and stared down at them, wringing them together, and playing with the hem of her skirt. “You know when we went to that book signing, and we said that her book had saved our marriage?”
“You mean, when you said that her book had saved our marriage?”
“Yeah, okay, whatever. When I said it.”
“Get to the point, Cecily.”
“So, she might have assumed, from that comment, because her book was about domestic discipline, that we, um, that we were practicing it ourselves.”
“She might have, or she did?” The incredulous look on Carlton’s face was priceless, and if she didn’t know better, she would have laughed aloud. She was laughing on the inside.
“She did.”
“And you know this for sure, how?”
“We’ve talked about it.”
“You’ve talked to her about how you and I practice domestic discipline? Even though we don’t?” If looks could kill… She didn’t know for sure, but she would bet good money that Carlton had that famous HOH look down pat.
It certainly had the same effect. She was instantly filled with shame, regret, and a tingle of anticipation. “Uh-huh,” she squeaked.
“And, you didn’t bother to set the record straight? Instead you just let her assume that and talked to her as if it were the truth? I’m dying to hear how these conversations went.”
“Carlton, it wasn’t like that—it’s not like I went into detail or anything—I just stopped arguing with her about it. I wanted her to feel like we had something in common. When she and Dad first told me about Corbin’s Bend and domestic discipline, I reacted so badly. Then when he died and she moved there without him, I was so mad at her and I was just awful. This is the first time in nearly a decade that she felt like my mom again, and I just wanted that back, especially since we’re going to be living so close.”
Carlton sighed, every trace of anger vanishing from his features. “I get that, Cece, I do. And I’m glad you want to repair your relationship with her. I just don’t see how lying to her about something that is obviously so important to her is going to help you achieve that. How is she going to feel when she finds out?”
“I was hoping she wouldn’t?” It was a statement, but her voice lifted at the end with the unspoken question.
“So, in other words, if it comes up, you expect me to go along with it? Really, Cecily? I’ve barely met your mother, and the first time I have to spend any time at all with her, you want me to be a part of some elaborate scheme you inadvertently signed me up for?”
“I guess I didn’t really think about it. I’m sure it won’t really come up. It’s not like she’s going to question you on what your favorite spanking position or implement is, or anything. Just smack my ass a few times, and act stern.”


Cecily has been telling little white lies for years, both to her husband Carlton, and her mother Venia. With her husband on another continent, and her mother across the country in Corbin’s Bend, what could the harm be?
Everything seems fine until Carlton gets transferred to Denver, and they decide to spend the holidays with her mom in Corbin’s Bend. Carlton doesn’t tolerate lying- and he refuses to stretch the truth to accommodate the lies she has already told, one of which is letting her mother believe that her and Carlton also practice domestic discipline. Cecily can’t bear to strain their already tenuous relationship by admitting the truth, so Carlton offers a solution. When in Corbin’s Bend, do as they do.
She doesn’t count on being there longer than a week, and she certainly doesn’t plan on falling for the town, the people in it, OR her husband’s new dominant ways. Will Cecily’s web of lies lead her to everything she has ever wanted?


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Christmas Stories- New from Megan Michaels- Colorado Christmas

I'm so excited to feature some hot new spanky Christmas stories on my blog this month, including two of my own that are coming soon!

But, today, I have a brand new release from Megan Michaels that promises to be super HOT!!

Christmas lights wouldn’t be the only red, glowing globes on the snowy slopes of a Colorado ski resort.

Heading west to the mountains for a holiday vacation seemed the perfect way to finally get Inga and her friend Avery together. Even better, they’d both get to meet Caroline and her fearsome Russian master, Maxim. And while she knew they’d try to be on their best behavior, with all three of the strong, opinionated women in one place, there were likely to be more than a few sore bottoms before they all boarded their planes for the flight home.

But what might happen when three mischievous submissives and their strict, heavy-handed Doms get together? Would the already sexually-charged punishment sessions, stern lectures, and blush-inducing inspections go further than they had ever before? And what might those scary, shivers-inducing men come up with when three imaginative male minds are put together to address their womens’ collective need for discipline?

Though three sassy submissives always meant more excitement, three disciplinarians in one place might mean a whole lot more than just fun and frivolity in the fluffy, Colorado powder…

Publisher’s Warning: Intended for mature audiences. 18 and over only!

This sensuous romance contains explicit sexual situations, spanking, exhibitionism, and anal play. This book can be read as a standalone. Enjoyment of the novel will be enhanced by reading the previous entries in the series, but it’s not necessary.
(still waiting for Barnes & Noble)

This is on sale for 3 days only for the special price of 99 cents!