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I Love You by Lisa Fox (@LisaFoxRomance)

There comes a point in every romance where the hero has to say ‘I love you.’ It doesn’t matter hot or how frequent or how many wildly waving mountains of bliss explode throughout the story, without those three little words you just don’t have a romance.

Which is good. Sex scenes are nice, but love is the ultimate payoff.

But how do you make as special as it deserves to be without resorting to cheesiness and cliché?

It’s especially hard because inevitably, in real life, this admission usually does come during the most clichéd of scenarios. Over the romantic candlelit dinner. After making sweet love. On a moonlit walk. You know.

I don’t think you necessarily have to avoid these situations in order to present an effective and emotional moment but I do think it is wrong to rely on them to make the scene for you. Just because the moon is bright and the tide is in and the breeze is gentle and she is beautiful and he is hard does NOT mean that this is love. Or even should be the moment for the big love words.

What matters is that the climatic confession has to be true to the story, true to the characters. The hero really needs to be the one to dictate when and how and where he gets to tell the heroine that she’s the one, the only one for him. And sometimes, the strangest situations are so much more poignant and real. I have one hero, he kills undead things and he’s not really a candlelight and romance kind of guy. He confesses his love a minute before they enter a den of zombies. Not exactly high romance, but for him, it was perfect.

Climaxes may come and go many times and in many forms, but the thing the whole story should always be working toward is that most critical climax. The I Love You.

What’s your perfect “I Love You” moment?


How do you rekindle passion in a relationship? @JenniLynnAuthor

mask abstractHi everyone, its Jennifer Lynne here. I’m noticing a common theme in my stories lately – many of them center around a long-term couple trying to rekindle the spark in their relationship.

It isn’t intentional – that’s just the way the stories develop, and it has been interesting exploring some of the more extreme ideas for spicing up the romance. A couple playing an erotic game of voyeur & exhibitionist with their sexy neighbor in Not Vanilla (Voyeurism), for example. Bringing out the spanking paddle and nipple clamps in Not Vanilla (Spanking). How about letting an extra play-mate into the bed in ménage stories Platinum Passion or Sex Club Secrets?

Don’t want to go quite that far in real life? Here are five ideas I may (or may not!) use for rekindling the romance and passion:

  • Date night

Yep. Good old date night might sound about as passionless as “common sense”, but to do something as a couple, minus kids, is really quite exciting. Even if its as simple as dinner at a local cafe or going to a movie. Better yet, pretend you don’t know one another and hook up in the bar with that sexy “stranger” who somehow seems very familiar!

  • Phone calls

If your partner goes away on business, take advantage! Call each other and talk dirty over the phone. Late at night, with the kids asleep and you locked away in your bedroom – it can be incredibly exciting to hear the change in your partner’s tone as he or she starts to get turned on. If you fully trust each other, why not add a bit of texting, or “sexting”, into the mix, as well?

  • Surprise your partner

You wear flannel PJs to bed, and he can’t be bothered trying anything ‘cos it would take him 3 hours to undo all those buttons and find you amongst the layers of fabric? Yep – I’m guilty of that! Slip into bed one night in something sexy, or just head off to bed in your birthday suit. Skin against skin – there’s nothing more enticing, especially if you haven’t felt it for a while!

  • Add some toys

Always fun! There are so many options out there these days – vibrators, strap-ons, prostate ticklers, spanking paddles, whips, cuffs, blindfolds, ben-wa balls… you name it! Do an internet search if you’re too shy to visit your local sexy store! The postage is generally very discreet 😉

  • Role play

Now this one is limited only by your imagination. Stepping outside yourself and into a role, even if just for a short time, can be incredibly liberating. Dom/sub, sexy cop, teacher’s pet, superhero, princess/servant, bad girl, biker dude… whatever floats your boat. Have a look at internet fancy dress costume shops if your own imagination doesn’t give you the ideas you need.

Do you have any favorite go-to ideas when it comes to rekindling the passion? Please share – I’d love to hear them!

When Jennifer is not writing what her family and friends call “porn for chicks” and what she prefers to call “super-hot romance for intelligent readers”, she’s working in the day job, running around after teenage children and trying to find time for her husband. She is published with Red Sage and formerly with Breathless Press, and is indie-published with her GODS OF LOVE romance series featuring erotic Greek gods and modern-day mortals in need of sexual healing. More recently she has co-authored the highly erotic NOT VANILLA series with USA Today Bestselling Author, Roz Lee. Find out more at her website or sign up for her newsletter here.

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Love is in the Air – Untraditional Romance by Lucy Felthouse

Hi everyone,

Stately PleasuresHappy February! So, it’s just a few short days until Valentine’s Day, and the Birdies are discussing love. I thought I’d narrow it down a little and talk about untraditional love, or untraditional romance. That is to say, in this case, ménage. My latest novel, Stately Pleasures (which has had a brand new cover, which I LOVE – see a pattern here?), is a M/F/M erotic romance novel, with a BBW heroine, lots of kink and BDSM thrown in. Yes, it’s untraditional, and yes there’s lots of naughtiness thrown in, but at the heart of the story, though it’s not apparent from the beginning, is a love story. I absolutely adored playing with the dynamic of these three characters and how they came to be together, and it seems readers are enjoying the novel, too. So love is definitely in the air for Stately Pleasures.

Here’s an excerpt to whet your appetite, and hopefully get you in the mood for luuuurve:

‘Thank you. Both of you. I don’t deserve you two. You’re so nice to me.’

Another look was thrown across the table. Ethan ruffled her hair affectionately. ‘You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, babe. Open the top envelope.’

She glanced suspiciously at each of them in turn, particularly since they were both grinning from ear to ear. What exactly did they have in mind? Surely not another task? No, they couldn’t do that – she’d done everything on their list. Any sexual encounters they’d had since had been purely for pleasure. Pushing thoughts of pleasure from her brain for fear of getting utterly distracted from their current conversation, she reached for the envelope. It was quite big, bordering on A4-size, and was heavy, as though it contained either several sheets of paper, or some thick card. Maybe it was just a large birthday card. She ran her fingers over the surface, searching for something that felt like a badge. OK, maybe not.

She stuck her finger under the flap and pulled it open. She was still none the wiser. All she could see was some shiny paper, and it was blank. Damn. Quickly, she pulled out the contents and turned them so they were facing up, and the right way around. It was a folder, made of thin card. Taking in the words on the front cover, she gasped, and opened it up to see what was inside. Her eyes skimmed the characters on the smaller piece of card within, then her mouth dropped open.

Wide-eyed, she looked at both men, who looked supremely smug – and with good reason. They were sending her to a spa for the day. And not just any spa – one of the most exclusive ones in the country, which was just up the road. They’d paid for her to have the works: use of all the facilities, any classes she wanted to take – fat chance of that – and as many treatments as she liked.

‘They’ve got my credit card details too, Alice, so if there’s something you want that’s not covered by that voucher, just charge it to me. Anything you want.’

Alice was speechless. Just when she thought the two men couldn’t possibly be any nicer to her, they went and outdid themselves. ‘Th-thank you. Both of you. I don’t know what else to say.’ The tears were threatening again, and Ethan pulled her into a hug and dropped a kiss to her damp hair.

‘There’s nothing else to say, Alice. Just go and get whatever stuff you need to take with you, then come back here to say goodbye before you leave.’

Jeremy nodded in agreement, so she went and did as he said. It was only when she started to shove swimwear, toiletries, clean clothes, underwear, and a book into a bag that she realised she hadn’t opened any of her other envelopes. Bollocks. She’d have to open them when she got back. She finished what she was doing and headed back into the kitchen, to find the men sitting down again, and a bacon sandwich waiting for her. Oh yes, she hadn’t eaten either!

‘Lunch is included, but I thought you should have something before you go. We don’t want you passing out in the sauna or anything, do we?’ Jeremy nodded towards the sandwich in question. ‘Now, hurry up before I eat it for you. And your lift is waiting too.’

‘My lift?’ She’d assumed she was driving herself. Which was no problem at all, especially considering she was having the day off work, leaving the men to cover for her. Making a half-hour’s journey in the car to an exclusive resort was no hardship.

‘Eat your sandwich, before it goes cold.’ Jeremy said.

She shrugged and did as he said. A couple of minutes later, her plate was empty and she was about to go and put it in the dishwasher. Ethan stopped her. ‘I’ll do that,’ he said. ‘Now go and brush your teeth and then go and enjoy yourself, for God’s sake!’

Alice was back within minutes, having brushed her teeth and rinsed with mouthwash. She grabbed her bag from the floor by the breakfast bar, then smiled at both men. ‘Thank you so much, you two. I really appreciate the effort you’ve gone to for me today. I’m going to make some new memories, OK?’

They slid from their stools and moved over to her. Both reached for her at the same time, so they were in a three-way hug. Or Alice was, anyway. They were cuddling her, not one another. Then, as if they’d choreographed it, they both kissed one of her cheeks at the same time and wished her a happy birthday.

‘We’ll see you later, OK?’ Jeremy said. ‘Your lift will be waiting outside the main doors of the spa at six. Don’t eat too much at lunchtime, because we’re doing something special for dinner too. Leave room for that, OK?’

She nodded, stood on tiptoes, and gave them both a quick kiss in turn, then left the room before she started crying again. No more tears, she told herself. Those two have gone to a lot of trouble to give you a good day. So that’s exactly what you’ll have.

When she stepped out of the Manor’s side door of and saw the white limousine waiting for her, her jaw almost dropped into the gravel beneath her feet. Immediately, the chauffeur got out and opened the back door for her.

‘Madam,’ he said, indicating she should get in.

Still gobsmacked, she turned back to the house and looked up. As she’d suspected, Jeremy and Ethan were standing at one of the windows that overlooked the staff and residents’ car park, grinning inanely at her. They waved. She waved back, then, regaining her wits, blew them a kiss. She got into the limousine before she was tempted to rush back inside and snog both their faces off.

Settling onto the cool leather of the seat, she felt like an utter tramp, dressed in such scruffy clothes yet about to be driven to a spa in the lap of luxury. Though the fact the car had blacked-out windows meant nobody could see her, anyway. People would probably look at the vehicle as it passed them on the streets and think she was some kind of celebrity, swigging champagne and generally being fabulous. She could dream, anyway. There was champagne, actually, she noticed as she spotted the cooler. But it was barely nine o’clock in the morning, so she wasn’t going to partake now. Maybe on the way home, after six. It was her birthday, after all. And so far, it was shaping up to be pretty damn good.


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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9