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Sneak Peek Saturday: Making Demons Purr

I’m pleased to announce that the second book in my Halloween Trilogy, Making Demons Purr, has been contracted by Etopia Press and is scheduled for October.

This is the second book in my Halloween Trilogy. (Dead Man’s Hands is the first book in the series.)

This is an unedited Sneak Peek.

“You’re a far way from safety, Seraphena.” Carver St. James’ deep voice rumbled from the darkened doorway. Goose bumps rippled over her skin as her temperature spiked. Her heart beat began to race as her feline counterpart became more alert. Tension sang along her legs and arms as she fisted her hands. The magic that flowed unhindered during this time of year skittered along her bare flesh cause her tremble. Damn witches, letting their control go. Something else moved down her limbs, like raw silk kissed with heat.

 

Happy Saturday!

Se

In the Hot Seat with Cassandra Carr

Selena walks into the Hot Seat lounge, adjusts the lamp over the hot seat. Once everything is ready Selena signals for the Cabana Men to bring in Cassandra Carr, this week’s victim. They fluff her pillows, bring her blueberries dipped in chocolate with whipped cream.
Let the Q & A begin.
1) Okay, let’s start with the basics, what is your latest story about and where can readers get it?
It’s a short story titled On Display. Readers can buy it from the publisher’s website (Ellora’s Cave) or any major ebook retailer – Amazon, Barnes and Noble, AllRomanceEbooks…
The story follows Hunter, a bouncer and personal trainer, and Olivia, a Pilates instructor, as they discover their mutual attraction and shared kink for exhibitionism.
2) You write a lot of sexy stories, what genre would you love to dive into that you haven’t already?
I’d love to do historical but I’m too lazy to do the required research. Sad, but true, and I don’t write anything I don’t know is correct. Historical readers will kill you on that stuff if you get it wrong.
3) You’ve included sexy hockey players and rodeo cowboys as your heroes. What makes them appealing as heroes?
I like hockey players for a couple of reasons. First, I love the game and I think the real-life players are some of the nicest and most down-to-earth professional athletes you’ll run across. Also, they’re in great shape, have money, and are almost always that yummy Alpha male.
Bull riders are much the same as hockey players – the good ones can make well into the six figures per year and the riders tend to be down-home boys. Plus many riders are pretty Alpha themselves.
4) Are there any stories you’d love to revisit? Characters you feel you’ve neglected?
Only stories I haven’t finished. I have one that’s sitting at fifty-one thousand words. I need to finish that. Other than that I usually feel like their story’s been told by the time I’m done.
5) What stories do you have coming up?
I have the second book in the Storm series. Should’ve Known Better was the first and Underneath It All is the second. There’s a free read coming too, that will bridge between the two books.
I have another male/male I hope to get out sometime this fall. It’s the second book in a yet-unnamed series – See the Light was the first.
Two friends and I are self-publishing an anthology of three related stories about hockey players. That will come out in late summer or early fall.
There are some other projects but I’m not ready to talk about them.
6) Now for the fun stuff. What one word do you think of when I say, coffee?
Yuck
7) Finish this sentence: The shirtless cowboy next door started doing—— for me?
Stripteases
8) You’re stuck on a desert island, you can only pick three types of Cabana Men to serve you while you’re there. Why type of men do you pick?
Leanly-muscled and attentive only to me, handy with tools so he could make our lives better, and a great cook with a lot of imagination.
9) I unwind after a long day of writing by?
During hockey season I watch the Sabres (and other teams) play. When hockey season is over I read and do things outside.
10) Okay, where can readers find you on the internet?
11) What book would you recommend readers read first if they haven’t discovered your work before?
Talk to Me – it was my debut and a nice example of my male/female books.
12) Thank you for sitting in the Hot Seat today. One last question finish the list, chocolate, whipped cream and——?
Caramel, drizzled over a man’s chiseled abs…

Thank You so much, Cassandra. Selena gestures for the Cabana Men to escort Cassandra out of the room.  Now onto the excerpt goodness. ondisplay_9781419947650_msr

On Display 

Cassandra Carr 

Hunter wants Olivia, and the feeling is mutual. She decides to take her secret attraction public and show up at the club where he’s bouncing, ready to lay everything on the line to snag him. Hunter can’t believe his luck, and soon makes his own move on the woman he’s lusted after for months. Things heat up between them during an exciting—and exhibitionist—evening that leaves them both anticipating more sexy times to come.
An Exotika® contemporary erotica story from Ellora’s Cave
Excerpt:

By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age of 18, please exit this site. 

An Excerpt From: ON DISPLAY 

Copyright © CASSANDRA CARR, 2013 

All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc. 

Shit, where did he go?

“Nice dancing.”

Olivia jumped and a large hand shot out to steady her with a solid grip to her waist. She looked up. Hunter. “You scared me.”

“I see that.” He tilted his head. “You look flushed. You okay?”

“Yeah. I just get hot when I dance.”

“You were hot before that.” A shocked expression flitted over his face before he looked down and coughed. Olivia had to fight a laugh.

Well, at least it’s more evidence he’s interested.

He shifted his weight, crossing his arms over his chest, and she had to suppress the urge to drool. The man was beautiful. There was no other way to describe him. Olivia loved his hair. It was thick and wavy and when it was down it hung to his shoulders. His face was angular as if he had some Native American ancestry and his chocolate-brown eyes could be either intense or full of mirth, depending on his mood. She’d spent more than one night with her Hitachi Magic Wand, imagining his full lips skating over her heated skin.

That same skin was definitely warm now. If she’d thought dancing had made her sweat, this was torture. How was a woman expected to just sit there and let hotness like Hunter go unexplored?

“Do you, um,” Hunter gestured toward the back of the club, “want to get some air?” Her eyebrows drew down. There was no exit that way. Clearing his throat and sending her a smile, he continued. “There’s a patio no one uses on a night like tonight when it’s so freaking hot. It was a smoking patio, now Vince uses it for private parties and stuff.” Hunter looked away and then back at her. He was babbling. It was adorable and sexy all at the same time.

“Sure, that sounds good. Can’t be any hotter than it is in here.”

He laughed. Dimples. I’m a dead woman. “Yeah, it’s like an oven, isn’t it? The air-conditioning is no match for all the people.”

She attempted to hop off her barstool without flashing him and realized he’d never let her waist go. His other hand joined in the act and he brought her gracefully to the floor. “Thanks.” He was dangerously close and Olivia hoped like hell she’d have the courage to make it known how much she wanted him. Maybe he’d make it unnecessary.

He placed a hand on her back right above the swell of her ass and guided her through the crowd and toward a dimly lit hallway. As Hunter leaned in, his breath fanned over her ear. Olivia shivered. “We don’t keep the lights on anymore. It discourages people from coming back here now that there’s nowhere for them to go.”

Olivia nodded mutely and Hunter guided her farther into the recesses of the hallway until they came to a door, which he pushed open and held for her.

She took a few seconds to assess her surroundings. “Wow, this is really nice.”

He closed the door behind them. “Yeah, now that the smoke smell is finally getting better and Vince added some crap customers like, it’s not bad.”

Her hand shot up to cover her mouth after a laugh tumbled out. Hunter grinned and those dimples made another appearance. “I’m sorry.”

“About what? Laughing at me?”

“I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at your description of this area. ‘Crap customers like’?”

“You know what I mean.” He gestured to the various potted plants scattered throughout the area and the grill in the corner. “Customers love the trees with the little white lights, no matter how boring and common they are now. And the grill? I don’t remember the last time that was used, except at our employee party about eight months ago.”

“Fair enough.”

He caressed her cheek. “You have no idea how gorgeous you look in the moonlight.”

She shook her head with a chuckle. “That’s quite a line.”

“Not a line. The truth.” Before she could comment further, he’d moved his hand to the back of her neck and brought her face to his. “I need to kiss you.”

“O-okay.”

Their lips met and Olivia moaned. As if that was the sign he was looking for, Hunter snaked his other arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him, sliding a thick thigh between her legs as he deepened the kiss. His tongue demanded entrance to her mouth, and with a sigh, she opened to him. Hunter wasted no time, pushing inside and exploring her depths. Her tongue chased his when he retreated and he groaned.

Even if they went no further she’d have fodder for hundreds of nights of fantasies. Oh, could the man kiss. He put his entire body into it, slowly stoking the fire inside her. Finally they came up for air, both panting.

He leaned back a little more and fixed a heated stare on her. “I’m on break with about twenty minutes left. I need you.”

She couldn’t deny him. Hell, she didn’t want to. “Then take me.”

Buy Link: http://www.ellorascave.com/on-display.html

Author Bio: So who am I? I’ve been writing my whole life, but only decided to pursue writing as a career in the past couple of years. I’m lucky to have an incredibly supportive husband named Inspiration who brings home the bacon so I can stay home and fry it (and eat it all before he’s able to fight through the rush hour traffic – I’m mean that way, but like I always say, don’t get between a woman and her bacon). I live in Western New York with Inspiration and our young daughter, Too Cute for Words. I’m a major hockey fan, which explains why many of my heroes are hockey players. If you haven’t looked at the guys playing the sport today, search for some images. You won’t be disappointed. I’m a member of the leading professional association for romance novelists, Romance Writers of America, and also serve as president of my local chapter. I’ve met so many interesting people through these organizations and highly recommend them to any aspiring writer! I’m represented by Courtney Miller-Callihan of Sanford J Greenburg and Associates. As you can see, my life is pretty busy, but I try to take as much time as I can to write. And re-write. And re-write. It’s a never-ending, vicious circle, and I love it! Website: http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com/