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What are your fave movie kisses? #TinaDonahueBooks #Romance #EroticRomance

There’s something about the verbal foreplay and longing looks resulting in a kiss that makes my blood sing. Getting that passion on the page is so freaking hard when movies make it seem so easy. There’s the music, the lighting, the slightly blurred backgrounds, the CGI adding to the magic. Plus really good looking people.
Unfortunately, all an author has is words. Sometimes that doesn’t quite cut it on SM where pictures are definitely worth a thousand words.
Recently, Entangled Publishing had a FB party for its Scorched authors. The theme was fave movie kisses. These are the ones I came up with to celebrate the release of  Wicked Takeover, book one in my Wicked Brand series.
 
Enjoy!
 
1. SWEET KISSES – Aw, they don’t get better than Lady and the Tramp.
This scene is so cute and says so much with the shy look Lady gives the Tramp and the roguish sparkle in his eyes. Ah, romance. My first taste of an Alpha male.
 


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2. SOULFUL KISSES – Hmm – this scene in Ghost makes my legs weak. I love the slow burn in a story. Soulful gazes, an unexpected touch… The world stops, colors and sounds fade.

In Wicked Takeover, Dante and Lauren’s first kiss begins
when she tells him he can’t date the clients at the tattoo parlor she owns. She wants him so much and can’t stand seeing him with other women. He knows she’s burning as badly for him as he is for her, so he does what any red-blooded guy would do – he corners her against the wall and asks her who she would like him to date?
 
I’ll let them tell the rest…
 
She glanced to the side, her face pensive, the way a person looks when determining what to say or do.
Dante didn’t move. Hell, he didn’t even breathe.
Lauren regarded him.
He waited.
On a longing sigh, she ran her fingers through his hair and brought his mouth down to hers.


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3, THE CLASSIC KISSES – no one has to tell them how to do it.
They wrote the freaking book.

What I like most about this scene in Casablanca is the way Bogart and Bergman drink each other in before kissing. There’s no rush. No ‘bam, bam, thank you ma’am.’ That wasn’t allowed way back when. Writers and directors had to capitalize on passion, two hearts and souls touching each other, fulfilling their need to be one. Wow.


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4. THE MOST ADVENTUROUS KISSES – LOL, gotta try this one

Who else but Spiderman and his lady love would come up with something like this? Every time I see this scene their kiss makes me smile. My romances have humor in them. I love a guy with a wicked sense of fun and who loves adventure. Like what Dante and Lauren do on a carousel in Wicked Takeover. I’m still grinning about that one.


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5.  PASSION RULES KISSES – get me a fan and a cold drink

I love this scene from Fifty Shades of Grey! You know he’s dying for her, no matter what he says or how he acts. She brought him to
his knees. All I can say is, “You go, girl!” Teach that man what you want.


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AMAZON – GOODREADSBNKOBOiTUNES
 
 
Book one – Wicked Brand
She’s just inherited a tattoo parlor…and the hunk who comes with it.
 
Lauren’s in a helluva mess. Not only has she lost her corporate HR job, she’s just inherited Wicked Brand, a struggling West Palm Beach tattoo parlor…along with the virile dude who runs it. Lauren’s full-figured, sorta pretty, and wanting him badly. Dream on. She’s here to sell the place as quickly as possible for some much-needed cash and score a new position in the corporate world.
Dante’s sinfully hot with a killer smile and beautifully inked biceps. He sees the heat in Lauren’s eyes despite her conservative appearance, recognizing the dynamite woman she could be if she’d just loosen up and have some wicked fun. Dominance and submission. Making love in a public place. Having her lush body always accessible to and ready for his.
Unwilling and unable to keep their hands to themselves, Lauren and Dante turn to carnal games and seduction. Until lust turns to surprising need and friendship to something deeper that might just change their futures.
 
 
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Menages vs one-on-one romances #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticRomance

I’ll admit, it took me a looooooong time to wrap my head around menages. Don’t get me wrong, I adored reading them, but writing one was another matter entirely. I couldn’t quite figure out how two guys could crave/love one woman and not come to blows or risk homicide over her. Most people think women are the jealous ones. Ha! They’ve got nothing on guys.

It wasn’t until I figured out that the guys had to either be related (brothers or cousins) or have a tight bond (BFFs) that a menage could work without bloodshed.  And all to the pleasure of the lucky woman.

Yeah, I do love menages. However, that doesn’t mean I’ve given up on one-on-one romances. The way I decide is by the characters, the story line, the conflict, and the individual backgrounds. If a menage doesn’t seem to fit, I don’t push it, I go with one-on-one and vice versa.

This month I have tons of new releases – three menages, one MF. They star cowboys, a witch and a minor god, and two new residents of Hell along with their devilish admissions adviser. Here are blurbs and excerpts. Enjoy!

SEPTEMBER 1

AMAZON

Including Contemporary, Fantasy, Historical, M/M, F/M/F, Paranormal, Rubenesque, Stepbrother Romance, Threesome, Vampire & Werewolf from bestselling authors.

Featuring Wicked Hot by Tina Donahue

When bad boy rockers Scott and Noah unexpectedly land in Hell, they don’t expect to meet Patience, their lovely admissions coordinator. What happens next is sinfully wicked and pure heaven.

SEPTEMBER 5

AMAZON – iBOOKS – BN – KOBO – GOOGLE PLAY

With the summer months slipping by, the temperature will still stay hot when you read this heart stopping collection of passion and seduction. Brought to you by the authors of Romance Books 4 Us, and written by today’s hottest bestselling authors, there is a little bit of something for everyone in each story. So run, don’t walk, to your nearest online eBook retailer and one-click this compilation of sexy reads which will pull you into… summer nights of delight.

Featuring Make Me Breathless by Tina Donahue

These rugged cowboys know what they want…the biker chick who just became their neighbor.

When Ally inherits a Texas ranch, she’s not about to trade in her Harley for a horse or a cow. However, she is taken with the McCrays, two deliciously virile cousins who own the adjoining land. Lucas and Colt are a hundred percent male whether they’re working their property or stripping to skin to cool off in the creek. Maybe it’s time to meet her neighbors.

Colt’s never known a woman like Ally, sultry yet vulnerable and totally clueless when it comes to ranching. Hell, what kind of man would he be if he didn’t offer to help? Lucas feels the same. Both guys want to give her some fun, Texas style. Long, hard, and thorough.

Ally’s certainly game for a good time, yet the sweetest surprise is what follows.

SEPTEMBER 5

PREORDER

Blurb:

Book one – Taming the Beast

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

For Becca Salt being a witch isn’t all magic. Too curvy and lonely, she spends her nights running a makeover service for demons, vamps, weres, and zombies who want to project a more human, normal side. Their goal? To get the babes without the authorities hunting them down like rabid dogs. Once Becca suppresses the worst of their beast, they’re on the hunt and gone.

Dating has been a definite bitch for Eric Diletto. Although he’s hot and hung, he’s also one of Cupid’s descendants. A god born to believe in courtship, courtesy, and all that other junk. Tired of women dumping him for the bad boys, Eric hires Becca to release his inner beast. Grrrr.

Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. With Eric’s newfound dominance, he’s definitely the man. And the god who intends to take Becca here, there, and everywhere. Who said sorcery and love wasn’t fun?

Warning: A witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy.

SEPTEMBER 21

Blushing Books

Blurb:

Book One – Wicked

Two brothers—one woman—unforgettable passion…

Years before, Nikki fell in love with Mitch and Connor, betraying them as only a high school girl could. Now, she’s back and needs their help.

Powerful and commanding, Mitch has never stopped craving Nikki. Connor hungers for her as badly, but isn’t ready to forgive. If she needs some fast cash by working at their gentlemen’s club, she’ll have to audition by stripping for them.

Gladly. Aroused by their shameless scrutiny, Nikki’s willing to do whatever it takes to be near them again…even being punished in the BDSM Room or starring in one of Connor’s erotic films. Mitch won’t have it, unless he and Connor are the ones mounting and enjoying her.

On a sultry weekend in a secluded island mansion, desire reignites on camera and off as Nikki surrenders to their lust, dominance, and exquisite discipline, reawakening their timeless bond and the beginning of forgiveness.

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End of Summer with a New Release #StirringUpGlory #StirredbyLove (@KaceyHammell)

Okay, everyone. What happened to summer, and can we turn back time? Seriously, I’m pretty sure it was just Canada Day a couple weeks ago but the calendar now says September. I would like summer back. Though we had some hot and humid days this year, we had more rain than we’ve had in years. And my kids return to school in 2 days! One is in second year of high school, the other starting his first year of college.

Cher says it best, but I’d like some time back, too.

But I end summer with a new release that I’m thrilled to share with everyone. I loved writing Drew and Glory’s story, whom you all met in book 1 of the Stirred by Love series, Stirring Up Dirty. They now have their own “a hot and sexy read” in STIRRING UP GLORY. Drew is a handful, he doesn’t remember one important evening years ago, and his attraction to Glory Pierce is intense and undeniable. Their story is a powerful journey that I had the pleasure of writing.

STIRRING UP GLORY
Stirred by Love Series: Book 2
Contemporary Erotic Romance, Rubenesque/BBW
ISBN: 978177394053
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Shaken and Stirred with a splash of dirty.

She’s not the one he wants…
Drew McKenna is obsessed with the woman who saved his family’s business. She’s the last woman he should want, but his dreams are flooded with the sultry, sexy woman who gets under his skin. He’d not prepared to end their lengthy riff just so he can give into his desire to have the gorgeous woman under him.

But she is the one he needs…
Glory Pierce gave up on Drew the second he flung vicious insults her way. The harder she tries to forget how deep those scars run, however, the more he invades her thoughts. When tragedy strikes, Glory is forced to put aside her anger and work with the man she despises. But as they mix business with pleasure, the heat between them reaches fever pitch, secrets are revealed, and passions are stirred up in ways neither of them can ignore.

Exclusive excerpt:

Glory exited her father’s room and leaned against the wall. Drawing in deep breaths, she closed her eyes and kept the tears at bay. It was so strange to see the strongest man she knew so vulnerable. Her father worked day in and day out with little time off. It was hard to equate him to the man in that room. Though Dr. Cooper had tried to sound optimistic, her gut told her otherwise. Her father might not make it and she had to reconcile herself to that fate.

She adjusted her duffle bag on her shoulder and headed toward the front exit. There was nothing for her do tonight and sleep was her best recourse. The next few days would be full of tasks she wasn’t ready to handle. But he’d left her in charge—for whatever reason—and she’d do everything possible to handle his affairs until he recovered. And she had to hope that he’d recover. But she didn’t like the thought that she could screw something up and he’d have to fix later.

Sadness and panic churned in her stomach at the possibility of losing him and what she’d have to face with the family either way. Most of the Pierce family thrived on drama and conflict. She’d escaped it when her folks divorced, but growing up, she’d still spent as much time with her father as he allowed. They didn’t always have the best relationship, due to the chaos Freddie and Tanya preferred to create whenever she was around, but she loved him. And she never questioned his love for her.

Her father had always been transparent in his views of her. He’d never had faith in her to carry on the tradition of the men in her family to become mayor, but he’d done his best she supposed. Every first-born child of the last five generations was male and she was an anomaly by the way her family carried on. And since they held the mayor occupancy in town, no one ever let her forget that she’d broken the lineage and would never carry on that importance. It wasn’t a shoe-in whenever there was an election, but for generations, her family held the most power in town. It saddened her that Freddie was the only one left now to task the job to. And his troublemaker ways and disregard for anyone but himself and his mother, did not go unnoticed. Most of the town prayed there’d be another person to go against Freddie if her father was no longer able to hold his post. There wasn’t much to be happy about with that scenario.

As she stepped outside, she breathed in deeply, filling her lungs with fresh air, and rolled her shoulders to relieve the tension. As always, her stepmother and the gossipmongers of her family never ceased to stress her out. She avoided every family gathering for the sake of her sanity, which always irritated her father. But, it was her only salvation against the nosey-nellies who never kept their noses out of her business.

“How’s your dad doing?”

Her heart rate kicked up a few notches. The last thing she needed was more of Drew McKenna tonight, dammit. Raw from the long-buried emotions about her father, having him around could only cause more chaos. And the usual heartache.

But damn if he wasn’t hell-to-the-oh-my-god sexy as he leaned against his Harley. Arms crossed, biceps bulged beneath the sleeves of his t-shirt tucked into the waistband of his blue jeans. It appeared multiple finger swipes pushed his hair back to maintain the untamable ringlets that fell over his forehead and curled around his ears. Those sexy strands were one of the best things she loved most.

Love? Ugh, as if, lady. Speak for yourself.

Glory shoved the nagging voice away, unwilling to handle such nonsense tonight.

“Why are you still here?”

He shrugged. “Thought I’d offer you a ride home.”

“I don’t need your charity, Drew. Since when do you care what I do?” As soon as the words left her mouth, she wanted to eat them back again. Like a bull poked, his nostrils flared as usual and reminded her that their tumultuous but civil relationship always ended in an argument. And too much resentment.

“Let’s not do this again.” Drew stood, and waved a hand at his back seat. “You’ve had a long night, you’re worried for your old man, and I’m too damn exhausted to go toe-to-toe with you, Glory. For once, please shut up. Can we put aside whatever keeps us at one another’s throat for one night?”

Surprised, her jaw fell open and her eyes widened. Had Drew McKenna sounded reasonable and mature? A foreign impression in the years she’d known him, but she supposed he had a point. Over a decade of combating with him was now tiresome. How she’d allowed it to go on for so long was ridiculous, but wearing her coat of armor against him was her only defense.

“Are you coming or not?” He sat astride the bike, a second helmet in his hand and extended toward her.

“I’m only doing this because my car is in the shop and too tired to wait for a cab. You better not get me killed on this contraption, McKenna. I swear, I’ll haunt your ass forever if you do.” Glory grabbed the helmet and placed it on her head, then adjusted the strap beneath her chin. She moved closer, made sure her duffle bag was over both shoulders was tight, and lifted one leg over the seat.

“You haunt me now, woman, but don’t worry, you’re safe with me.” The engine cut out many of his words and Glory wasn’t sure what he meant about haunting him, but she’d had to have heard him wrong. Her gut instincts knew better than to trust him.

“Ready?” he glanced back at her.

After a hard swallow, she set her hands at his waist. Her body shivered as his warmth curled around her fingers.

“You have to hold on tighter than that, doll.” Drew grabbed both her wrists and dragged her forward until her chin hit his back. She crossed her arms at the front of his waist and held on.

The bike vibrated beneath her as he gunned the engine and roared through the parking lot and into the streets.

Her nipples tightened beneath her bra as she rested against his hot back and his enjoyable rich aroma of sandalwood wafted into her nose. Glory leaned a cheek on his shoulder, closed her eyes and blocked out the buildings rushing by. His potent scent reminded her of one night, so long ago.

A memory that never stopped breaking her heart. No matter how much she tried, it played in her head over and over, when she least expected it and left her vulnerable and aching. With her forehead on his back, the vibration of the machine beneath her ass pulsed through her. Shit. A reminder of how long it had been since she’d been with a man was the last thing she needed. Though her dating life sucked and there had been a couple men in her life over the last decade, she’d hoped the heartbreaking memories would fade quickly. But the more she wished to forget the past, the less and less pleasure she found in dating because she couldn’t erase the memories.

During the nights at Controlled Iris—as she succumbed to her voyeuristic tendencies that appeased her well enough—never stopped her from going back again and again. The small solace of pleasure she sought there kept her sane with the unattended needs and hunger coursing through her often. One exciting night a decade ago had ruined her for life. She wanted the same thrill of pleasure and the powerful delirious ecstasy again. But it was unattainable.

He was unattainable.

Nothing compared to that one night. And while Controlled Iris fed a few of her baser needs and fetishes, it wasn’t enough. Though it wasn’t a place of orgies or bondage or chains and whips, Controlled Iris opened their doors for those who loved to watch, but not engage. Through glass windows or up on balconies looking into each room, those who entered could witness the carnal appetites of others. Patrons weren’t allowed to join in the sex, only to witness the bliss of voyeurism and the thrill of being a peeping Tom—or Thomasina in her case.

Though she had no trouble getting herself off, Controlled Iris pushed her harder and drove her faster to the edge of pleasure for when she returned home. Role playing and the uninhibited prowess of each person, men and women, showed her more about sex than she’d ever thought possible. One night of pleasure did not make her an expert in any way, and CI filled her curiosity.

She lifted her head when the bike came to a halt. So lost in her thoughts, she’d missed the short ride home. Drew shut off the engine. He slid off the bike, undid the helmet and handed it to him. He scooted back and got off.

“No need to stick around.”

“Not even a cup of coffee to repay me for going out of my way?”

Glory rolled her eyes and started up the porch steps. “You don’t drink coffee and I didn’t ask for the ride, you offered. Good night, Drew.” As if fire chased her, she hustled to her front door and stuck the key in the lock.

“We should talk, Glory,” his voice filled her left ear, and startled her. She whipped around, and found herself pressed against the door. Shit. She didn’t need to get trapped by him tonight.

“You’re too close. Back off. And we have nothing to discuss.” Body quivering from his closeness, she gazed up into his dark eyes. Lightheaded, Glory inhaled a shaky breath deep into her lungs. How evil was it to tempt her with such deliciousness when her heart and soul already ached from ripping emotions?

“Haven’t we done this Mr. and Mrs. Smith thing long enough?”

“Really, dude?” she scoffed. “That’s what you compare us to? Two gun-wielding married assassins who lie to one another? When have I ever lied to you?” Glory didn’t know if the comparison was accurate or not. They weren’t married, and they weren’t assassins either, but the sexual chemistry and tension between the Smith duo was always tumultuous and charged with chaos. She supposed there was justification for that comparison.

Drew crowded in on her, and she lifted her hands to his chest. Her knees shook as the heat of his skin beneath his shirt warmed her palms. The motherfucker didn’t play fair.

“I’m not the only one who gets turned on whenever we’re around each other. And you can’t deny it.”

Evernight Publishing – http://www.evernightpublishing.com/stirring-up-glory-by-kacey-hammell

Amazon US — https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0757XMR54

Amazon Canada — https://www.amazon.ca/Stirring-Glory-Stirred-Love-Book-ebook/dp/B0757XMR54

Amazon UK — https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0757XMR54

Bookstrand – http://www.bookstrand.com/stirring-up-glory-mf

B&N Nook – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/stirring-up-glory-kacey-hammell/1127041474

Kobo Store – https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/stirring-up-glory

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I hope you enjoy Drew and Glory’s story!

Kacey xoxo